LAW ANNOUNCEMENT: HENTAI DIVISION

[Monsy]

Promo!
An update regarding the Hentai Division is set to take place!

[BlackAkuma]

Pride was a sin. It was pride that brought Satan falling to the Earth. It was pride that made Adam and Eve believe they could be like God. It was pride that made man think they could build a tower that would reach heaven. Foolish, foolish pride, a jackal nipping at the heels of mankind since the beginning.

Sister Lucia knew she shouldn’t have felt pride at her accomplishments. They were not by her own hand, after all - she had come by them through the grace of God, led by His divine hand, driven by His righteous purpose. She was merely a tool in the hands of a master craftsman. A blade, an arrow, a bullet.

And yet, as she stood at the top of this ramp, as the fireworks crackled in the darkened above her, as dozens of her sisters kneeled before her, she could not help but feel pride - pure and true - swelling through her bosom. This was where she was meant to be. A dream, fulfilled.

So rapt was she by the moment that she could scarcely hear the jeers coming from the capacity crowd, all of them denouncing her, to a man. She only saw the ramp before her, the ring awaiting her, and in the middle of the ring a pedestal with a cloth drawn over it. Sister Lucia breathed deep, savoring the moment, and looked to her side, where Sister Prudence and Sister Chastity stood. The latter nodded her way with a knowing, warm grin, while the former kept her to her usual stony facade.

Even her dour mood would not trouble Sister Lucia today. ”Let us begin.”

With long, brave strides, Sister Lucia made her way down the ramp where her Sisterhood formed a corridor, with them all falling in line behind. Women of all shapes and sizes and ages and colors trailed in her wake, a group of sisters driven together by a single divine purpose: to drive the rot of LAW from the Earth, to scour it clean with holy fire. They fanned out and spread around the ring, covering the perimeter, as she ascended the steps and made her way into the ring with two lieutenants shadowing her.

With a microphone in hand and a smile upon her lips, she stood beside the pedestal, breathed deep and prepared to speak and bring holy, blessed words to a waiting world, to fill them with her love and kindness, to come before them meekly and humbly, to-

”I did it!” Sister Lucia hopped up and down, swinging her arms about, so energetic that her habit nearly fell off her head. ”IdiditIdiditIdidit! You all said I couldn't, you all doubted me, but I did it! I beat them all! I won the tournament! Me, me, me! You all cursed me and spat at me and booed me, but look at me now! I won! I am your HENTAI CHAMPION, YOU WRETCHED LITTLE INGRATES!”

…so, perhaps, Sister Lucia needed to get a few things off her chest. To be fair, she felt she more than earned it after all that the masses had put her through. She had to endure their japes and jeers, their vile words, the way they denounced her for merely trying to bring the good word to them. She had succeeded despite all their haranguing and found herself in the place that they did not want her to be. She was the Champion. The hentai division of LAW was in her hands.

Which raised an important question: Now what? It was a question she fully intended to answer, here and now.

Sister Lucia forced herself to calm and confidently strode around the ring, hands on his, her habit trailing behind her. ”And as your new hentai champion, I will be making a few changes. No longer will I tolerate the filth that runs rampant in LAW’s fetid halls. No longer will the harlots and the harridans have their way. The Sisterhood will shine the light of the Lord on these weary souls and show you all the way.” As the crowd’s boos grew too loud for her to ignore, she strolled to the edge and pointed her accusing finger out to them. ”I tried to let you choose! I gave you a chance to accept His mercy! But like stubborn mules, you all resisted and bayed and dug your heels into the dirt. No more! Instead of the carrot, you will have the stick!”

Their jeers grew even louder, but her Sisterhood - the only people who mattered - cheered her on, raising their fists into the sky along with her as she made her way back to the pedestal. She gripped the cloth, chewed on her lip for a moment as she built up the tension, and pulled it back all at once to reveal…

Sister Lucia did not think the crowd could have voiced their displeasure any louder, but somehow, they found a way to do it as they laid eyes on her improved version of the Hentai Championship Belt. Instead of the silly hearts and ornaments, she had gone for something more fitting for her reign - holy garnishments, gleaming gold, bright and worthy of her position and goals. It was as if the heavens themselves had brought it down to proclaim His glory, and she happily took it up and placed it upon her shoulders.

”I call this the Bible Belt.” Oh, did they hate that name. ”I will wield this belt in the name of my Lord, and with it, I will shine a light upon this den of iniquity and purify the ranks. And how will I do this?”

Sister Lucia’s smile grew as she prepared to utter the words that had been rolling about in her mind for weeks. She took the belt and held it high, as if she were speaking law into word with every syllable. ”I’m speaking, now, to anyone who would challenge for this belt. If you want to take it back, if you want your hentai belt to return, I will gladly take you on, anytime and anyplace. But nothing is given without risk in this world, and this will be no different. Henceforth, anyone who challenges for this belt will do so under a stipulation - if…” She had a quick laugh. ”...when they lose, they will give up hentai matches for as long as I remain the champion.”

That put the crowd into a genuine uproar, and for a moment, it seemed like some of the crowd in the first row might even make a play for the ring. Her beloved sisters were quick to stand in their way, however, forming an impenetrable wall.

”That is the price! If the hentai division truly means anything to this roster, it’s one they will have no problem paying. I am casting the die. To any hentai wrestler watching, you can either stand back and watch as I tear your beloved division apart, brick by brick, or you can give me the personal pleasure of destroying your career with my own hands. Either way, I will be waiting. So, with that gauntlet thrown , I suppose there is only one thing left to say…”