Act 1: Just Another Victim

vic·tim
/ˈviktəm/

noun
noun: victim; plural noun: victims

   a person harmed, injured, or killed as a result of a crime, accident, or other event or action.
   synonyms:   sufferer, injured party, casualty; More
   fatality, loss;
   loser
   "a victim of crime"
       a person who is tricked or duped.
       "the victim of a hoax"
       synonyms:   loser, prey, stooge, dupe, sucker, quarry, fool, fall guy, chump; More
       informal patsy, sap
       "a born victim"
       a living creature killed as a religious sacrifice.
       synonyms:   sacrifice, offering, burnt offering, scapegoat
       "he offered himself as a victim"




The scene opens on the Furuset Forum after the show had ended. The halls are empty except for the stage hands that made their way along the hallways filling crates with heavy cords and sound equipment and other parts of the stage and ring. The camera moves down the hallways and we see a light on among the darkened ones. The sound of voices drift out of the room, as the camera comes into focus we see Necra sitting on the couch with a phone in hand.[/I]

Necra: No course not, tonight went to plan Erik. One more match is all we have to get through and we will have it all at our finger tips. I'm looking forward to our match next week, even if it's against Misty and what's his name...

Necra leans against the back of the couch, and smirks, as she picks up a piece of paper that sat beside her.

Necra: I got it, and I really don't care what his name is. I know you'll handle him and I'll take care of Misty without to much of a hassle. No, I'm not worried. If anything she'll be a sacrifice to me, and then it's just a small step to get what I want. Of course I'll speak with you again soon.

She hangs up, and tosses her phone in the bag that sat at her feet. She gets up from the couch and rips the piece of paper that was in her hand. Necra looks at herself in the mirror and smiles putting the flail and scepter into her bag and heads out into the hallway. Her high heeled sandals click along the floor as she moves along the now empty hallways.

Necra: *Voice Over* Misty... It had to be Misty didn't it? How many more times do I have to face you before you  get it through your head that I am better then you?

She walks down the hallway and heads toward the underground parking lot.

Necra: *Voice Over* How many times have I walked the hallways wondering who they will throw at me next, and yet I always seem to come out on top and walk away with what I want. Of course only a handful of you have ever made it past me, and walked away alive, but only for little longer because I said so. In just a weeks time you and I will will be standing in the middle of the ring, face to face, and there will be nothing that you can do to stop me. Europe is my second home, and that's not a good thing for you Misty.

She smiles to herself, and feels the cold air from the underground parking lot. It had turned cold, a little bit faster then what Necra realized. She pulls up her coat around her, and tosses the bag she carries into the trunk, and tosses it in. As she does the back door opens, and Sara steps out.

Sara: Are you ready to go ma'am?

Necra: Go ahead and go back to the hotel Sara. I have something that I have to do.

Sara: Yes my Goddess. Is there anything that you need me to have ready for when you return?

Necra: Have a bath ready for me.

Sara: Yes my Goddess.

She bows to Necra and watches Necra walk off into the darkness, as the scene fades to black.


Act 2: Nightmares and Dreamscapes

“Welcome to my nightmare. I think you're going to like it. There'll be some more when you come down.”
Alice Cooper



The scene opens on the beautiful city of Oslo Norway. The night had come on fast and the show had ended a few hours ago. The city was full of life even for as late as it was, and the lights of the city cast their reflection onto the harbor below. The camera goes over the city, and soon stops on the massive Akershus Fortress that loomed over the city. We see a lone figure moving along the parapets by passing the guards as they make their rounds. We soon see that it is Necra moving through the shadows and her eyes flash blue before going back to their normal color.

Necra: *Voice Over * 715 years ago this fortress was built to protect this beautiful city. But over those years it has become more then a place of protection, it has become a place of death and darkness, sorrow, and fear. This is a place that I can feed off of and gain the strength I need to finish this tournament. But first I have to get by the next victim that stands in my way... And this time there will be no escape...

Necra smiles to herself as she moves through the shadows feeling eyes upon her as she moves through the darkness. She turns but sees nothing, but hears whispers filling her ears from the spirits that still lingered within the walls of the great fortress that surrounded her. As she walks along there is nothing but silence, as if death itself walked along the grounds. Her tanned skin seemed to almost glow in the dim lights that was only a few spots on the high walls.

Necra: During the late part of the 18th and early 19th centuries it was a prison. The people that were imprisoned there ended up dead, before they would make it out alive. Their souls scream for release but of course they are trapped here and there is nothing that I can do to help them. They are stuck here until the day that the world ends when they will finally be released from their prison of death and sorrow. That's why I feel so at home here. Death is all around me here and I can feel myself getting stronger the longer that I stay here.

Shadows dance along the walls following her as she moved along. She stops at one of the open doors that lead into the interior of the fortress. She walks down the long dark hallway, catching glimpses of something out of the corner of her eye as she does.

Necra: I know that this week it won't be that easy of a match but then again, this could be easier then we both think. So far I have yet to lose in this tournament and I don't plan on losing now. We are so close to getting to the end, and to what I want. There is nothing that will stand in my way of getting my hands on that chance of getting that piece of gold that I so desire... Deserve even from the bitch that has denied me each and every time that I have gone after it. But not this time, I will get to the top and take what is rightfully mine.

She walks into a vast room where glass cases sat with artifacts from times past of the great city of Oslo and the fortress itself. Necra passes by the cases feeling more eyes upon her, and she smiles to herself as she walks.

Necra: *Voice Over* They are here, watching, waiting, for someone to release them. But they are trapped... Just like you. There will be no escape from me, not now, not ever. When you die you're souls are mine, and int the middle of the ring, you will be nothing more then my next victim, no matter how much you fight or cry, or beg, or plead with me, it will do nothing for you. The souls here call to me, but they will remain, forever lost to their torment. But yours has just begun.[/COLOR]

Necra moves through the room, and stops in front of picture of the Nazi's standing behind what appeared to be prisoners.

Necra: During World War 2 the Nazi's used this as a prison as well, but the people weren't that lucky to survive their torture or torment that they caused. I have to say I can't condone what they did but they were snappy dressers. After it was liberated in 1945 it lay dormant and then it was turned into a museum and tomb for the royals that had long since passed. They say their spirits still walk the halls... And they couldn't be more right then they realize.

She starts up a flight of stairs, that lead her to the upper floors. It was where the Norwegian Ministry of Defense and Defense Staff Norway (armed forces headquarters) now resided. Everything was quiet and dark, except for a few soft lights that cast their glow along the floor for the guards to use when they made their rounds. Necra moves once again in silence, and soon she finds a way outside. She opens the door into the night once again, and walks along the cobblestone ground. It was a little colder then what it had been and she draws the long jacket that she wore up around her a bit more protecting her from the cold and the wind that now blew.

Necra: Misty you and I have stood in the middle of the ring across from each other more then once, and wondered what it would take to bring down the other. I've beaten you and you've beaten me one more then on occasion, but this time, it's going to be different. I will be the one that is standing victorious over you while you are left with nothing. I want nothing more then to prove that I am and always will be better then you no matter what I have to do to bring you down.

She continues along the grounds and toward one of the many towers. As she nears the bottom of the stairs she catches a glimpse of a black dress. She climbs the stairs as they wound around the tower leading up to a lone room at the top. Necra enters the room and that's when she sees it. A young woman dressed in a long black dress, with a veil over her face. She cries softly as she stares out the window in front of her, but something seems off about her. Necra draws closer and when she does, the woman turns around and she has no face. There is nothing but a blank spot where it should be. Necra isn't taken back but just nods as the woman fades away into nothingness leaving her alone once again.

Necra: *Voice Over* There are things in this world that shouldn't exist, but they do. Spirits walk beside and among people everyday of your lives and you don't even realize it. Angels and Demons play games for your mortal souls and you think it's all make believe and only found in a 2000 year old book that someone wrote. Creatures that are hidden among the trees and oceans,  follow their own dreams and ambitions, while people hunt for the truth. These creatures hide from humans in the darkness and for reason. We are hunted, and destroyed because they fear us just like you do...

She walks back down the stairs, and out into the courtyard.

Necra: Misty you know when I really think about it, you've had your chance at being the Bombshell Champion and your time is done and over with, but mine... Mine is going to begin after I beat you, and your little wannabe partner, and get to the end of this little farce of a tournament. I will have what I want besides you in the middle of the ring, begging me to end it or forgiveness... Either one would be lovely to see.

A low growl escapes her throat as she walks along the fortress grounds. The night grew darker as clouds floated across the stars blocking out their light as the moon slips behind another. Two red eyes soon appear as she approaches the front gate where we see a dog standing before her. She lowers her head and yet watches it as it lowers it's head and turns away.

Necra: Another creature that shouldn't exist but does. They say if you see it in three months you will die... Good thing I'm already dead isn't it? I know this match won't be easy but I will do everything that I can to destroy you Misty. I mean I've watched you move, the openings that you have when you do a move and how to extort it. Last week I managed to put Candy down and prove once again, that I am the best at what I do but you, you will do everything that you can to stop me won't you? Of course you will you're a good girl now aren't you Misty? Will you do whatever it takes to stop me, or will you back away and let your partner handle it and take down Staggs to get the win that you want instead of facing me? I will do everything that I can to bring you down, and show the rest of the Bombshells why I am to be taken seriously, and feared when I stand in the middle of that ring each and every week.

Necra smiles as she walks along and stares at the gate that now stood before her. The old wrought iron gates were secure for the evening, and no living thing in was getting in or out. Necra looks at the gate and they open on their own, and she walks out onto the sidewalk that lead away from the fortress and back toward the main part of the city.

Necra: My time has come and your time has been long since past Misty. I've almost had every title all but two and one has slipped through my grasp more then once. Now I have to get through you and I plan on doing it, until I see you on the mat in a puddle of your own blood. I don't care what I have to do to break every bone in your body just to get this win. I will not back down from this one, not when I'm so close to getting what I want. Misty I've hated you from the moment I've met you. I put our differences aside when we stood by Erik the first time, but underneath I had a seething for you that I had to push far down, so I wouldn't rip you in half. I know we both have a common goal and that is to rid the SCW of The Mean Girls but I'll handle it the way I see fit, and leave you behind just like so many others. Zuri walked away from us, Blanca disappeared but Joanne, Joanne is the only one that has stood by me, and has taken a piece of gold and soon I will as well. But first... First I have to get through you and I will, and there is nothing that you can do to stop me.

She pulls her coat up once again, wrapping it around herself as she walks.

Necra: *Voice Over * Our time is drawing closer and closer. It's such a short time isn't it Misty before the two of us will be in the middle of the ring, facing each other. This is going to be a match that no one will forget, nor will you once I'm done with you, but then again there won't be anything that you can do once this match is done and over with. After all you won't be the same when all is said and done. Blood will be spilled, bones will be broken, and nothing will ever be the same again. If you think you can stop me then step into that ring and try to stop me. I'm not afraid of you but you should be afraid of me. You have seen what I can do first hand, and yet you think that you can win against me? This should be good.

She soon arrives back at her hotel and heads inside where it was warm and inviting. She heads inside and removes the long coat she wore, and sits in front of the fireplace. She stares into the fire and smiles to herself as she watches the flames dance over the logs that started to fall away into nothing but ash.

Necra: Now I've wasted all of my pretty words on Misty and haven't really addressed you at all Andrew, but then again I don't think I really have to considering that my partner Erik will take care of you on his own. Of course if things were different I wouldn't mind stepping into the ring with you and facing you myself, but I know that's not how things work here is it? I've stood against men before and I know that I could take you on, but that's neither here nor there is it Andrew? I'll let Erik handle you, and deal with Misty as I have planned and will do so with great pleasure. I am the Goddess of Death, the Queen of the Dead, The Reaper of Souls, and the Lady in Black. Fear me. For when you look upon me you will see your death. See you soon Misty, oh and good luck you're going to need it.

She smiles to herself, as she stares at the fire just watching the flames crack and pop. Her eyes flash red and go back to their normal color as she leans back in the soft velor chair that she sat upon, as the scene fades to black.

  Act 1:Strange Bedfellows

part·ner
/ˈpärtnər/

noun
plural noun: partners

   1.
   a person who takes part in an undertaking with another or others, especially in a business or company with shared risks and profits.
   synonyms:   colleague, associate, coworker, fellow worker, collaborator, comrade, teammate;
   archaiccompeer
   "business partners"
       either of two people dancing together or playing a game or sport on the same side.
       either member of a married couple or of an established unmarried couple.
       "she lived with her partner"
       a person with whom one has sex; a lover.
       synonyms:   spouse, husband, wife, consort, life partner; More
       lover, girlfriend, boyfriend, fiancé, fiancée, significant other, live-in lover, common-law husband/wife, man, woman, mate;
       informalhubby, missus, old man, old lady/woman, better half, intended, other half, (main) squeeze
       "your relationship with your partner"
       USdateddialect
       a friendly form of address by one man to another.
       "how you doing, partner?"
   2.
   Nautical
   a timber framework secured to and strengthening the deck of a wooden ship around a hole for a mast.

verb
3rd person present: partners

   1.
   be the partner of.
   "young farmers who partnered Isabel to the village dance"


The scene opens on the beautiful island of the Gods. The sun had started to set over the island casting it's last rays over the island. The birds had gone silent only to be replaced by the sounds of crickets and the larger predators that moved about the island. The camera goes over the massive island, and the temples that loom over the forest floor, and to the villa where we find it dark except for the dim light that was coming from the candles and torches that lined the walls. It was quiet and the servants had cowered in their rooms for the Goddess of the house was in a foul mood after what had occurred two weeks before. She had her hands on Delia and yet she had managed to loose. The camera moves down the empty and darkened hallway, until it comes to a dimly lit room where we find Necra sitting upon a throne of what appears to be made of skeletal body parts. The long deep blue and white toga she wore seemed almost out of place among the others who stood at her side. She sits staring into the darkness. Sara stands at her side, with head lowered, dressed in a black toga. Stacy stands on the other side with her eyes lowered, not uttering a sound. The Goddess of the Dead was holding court. A young servant girl dressed in a white toga had chains upon her wrists and thrown to her knees. She looks up at Necra who just stared at her, with her dark eyes shifting slightly to their dark red before going back to their normal color.

Necra:*Voice Over * Delia... Delia you think you really have it won? You got lucky and managed to walk away with my title once again, but you have just avoided your fate for now. But now, now they have me standing against one that I never really expected to see in the ring again. Darkyness. At one point and time you and I could have been friends. We are both Angels of Death, and we know what it means to be feared. Take those that have stood before me in the middle of the ring, and have lost. They look upon me with fear in their eyes and hatred for I have held the titles that they covet. But you... You know what it means to be champion, and to be looked upon with hatred and malice. But now you are thrown into the middle of the ring with me and this time I will not lose.

Necra stares down at the girl that was in front of her. She was young and beautiful, and just for that she would be punished.

Necra: You have been brought before me for breaking your vow to be celibate until you are 30 years of age. How do you plead?

The young girl tries to get to her feet, but is pushed back down by the two young men that had brought her into the room. Necra leans forward and looks down at her, waiting for her answer.

Necra: SPEAK!

Young Woman: Please forgive me my Goddess.... I was weak and I wanted to know the touch of man... I...

Necra: Enough. For your doubt and betrayal your punishment is to be sent into the darkest part of the cave of faith. There you will sit for the next 3 days. If you can find the light then you will be forgiven, but if not then you will go to serve me in the afterlife. Take her away!

The young girl kicks and screams against them trying to get away but the hold fast as Necra sits in silence. A young man is brought before her draped in nothing more then a white toga. He falls to the floor as he is put before Necra and cries. Necra wasn't moved but just rolled her eyes and leaned back in the throne.

Necra: My child you have been brought before me, for stealing from your Goddess. My faithful caught you in the glass cases that hold the most priceless of my belongings and yet you deny it. You have come here under false pretenses, but most of all you have done it because of money and the fame you would receive from the museum that you were going to sell the piece too. How do you plead?

Young man: Please forgive me my Goddess. They asked me if I had seen the piece and I remembered that it was here on the island. I know that I do not need anything more then your love and guidance, but I was weak and...

Necra: *Voice Over * Weakness is what sets apart people like me from the rest of the rabble that I have faced time and time again. Delia managed to get away but you won't be so lucky Darkyness. Your time has come and it's not going to be a pleasant experience for you, or your partner. Of course I'll let Staggs handle him but you... You are mine! I will not hold back on you but I think you know that already don't you? I've seen you at ringside with the Fallen and I have to say you make a better manager then you do a Bombshell. Do you even realize what you have walked into Darkyness? Or are you just hoping that I will fall flat on my face and let you walk away with hopes of getting to the end of this tournament?

Necra holds up a hand and he stops but tears are now streaming down his cheeks as he looks up at her.

Necra: I've heard enough. For stealing from your Goddess you are sentenced to death. There are no second chances when you do something like this. Your end will come in two days when you are mummified alive. Then you will serve me in the next life without question.

He nods but begins to cry once again when he is grabbed by the rather large gentlemen that stood on either side of him. He manages to grab the end of the robe that she wears but is pulled away.

Necra: *Voice Over * Do you know what it is like to be in control of life and death Darkyness? It's something that I have to deal with everyday of my life. Most times it is simply by accident when my servants stare into my eyes, or when it is the end of a life I have to collect the soul. It is not a job that I take lightly, and this match is going to be treated the same way. You see I'm not going to walk into this match underestimating you or your partner. I mean I want to win, but I'm not that stupid thinking that you're not going to give me a challenge. I know that you will fight us tooth and nail just to get this win and move on, but you're not going to get it that easy. I know my partner, one that seems to be out of place in this match Mister Staggs won't let me down, I'm sure. He wants this win just as much as I do, and I know that he will do anything to win, even if it means breaking bones and making your partner bleed as much as humanly possible. No this will be our time to shine, while you and your strange partner sink back to the depths and the realm of the forgotten from whence you came.

Another young woman is brought before her and she gets to her feet. She is tossed before Necra and tries to escape from the guards grasp. This was one of her models, that had crossed her wrong.

Necra:[/COLOR * Voice Over * Do you realize that you will be my first victim after what Delia has done to me? The anger, rage and hate I have right now, will be focused on you Darkyness and that's not a good thing. You thought what I did to Delia was bad, that's nothing compared to what I am going to do to you. You see I wasn't finished with her and now every ounce of that rage will be focused on you, and there is nothing that you can do to stop it from happening. Darkyness you should have stayed out of this little tournament, because this is where your chance will end and mine will just continue on and on until I get to the top and get what I want once again.

The young woman tries to look up at Necra but her head is pushed down once again by the two guards the stood on either side of her. Necra now stands in front of her and folds her arms.

Necra: Casandra you have continued to disobey me, and the rules of my company. You have been warned several times over and yet you still continue. What do you have to say for yourself?

Casandra: Go fuck yourself! I'm not part of your little cult you dumb bitch! I've never wanted anything to do with it, when I started and I still don't. I cheered when Delia beat...

Necra grabs her, and holds her looking into her eyes. She could see so much rage and anger, but she didn't care. She fed off people like Casandra and just being around them, was enough to keep her going. The young woman spits in Necra's face, and Necra drops her to the floor once again.

Necra: Do you really think I care about what you think or even do? The only reason I even hired you was because I like what I saw in you, but even I can be wrong sometimes. You my dear remind me of my opponent this week. Darkyness thinks just because she won titles means that she can just waltz back into the SCW ring and take everything that I have worked on just to get to the top. That's where she is wrong, and she will never get to the end of this tournament let alone get past me. Let this be a lesson to anyone that stands in my way. I will not back down from this match let alone let the pathetic losers that step into the ring, get ahead of me and make a fool out of me. Delia will learn soon enough, when I face her again, that I am not someone she needs to fuck with. That's a lesson you will learn soon enough Darkyness and one you will not forget anytime soon. I will make you bleed, and break every bone in your body just to prove that you are a waste of human life, and you are not worthy enough to even get a shot at Delia. No, if anyone gets a shot at Delia, it's going to be me.

The young woman looks away, and one of the guards corrects her by pulling on the chains around her wrists.

Casandra: Are you going to bore me to death, or are you actually going to do something?

Necra: Don't you understand Casandra, you're going to be my scarecrow for the rest of the world and the SCW. You are the lesson that my opponent will never understand and doesn't want to understand just for the fact that she thinks that she is better then me, but that is not the case. The lesson that I'm going to teach Darkyness is one that is going to be beat into her just like yours will be. Darkyness is just the beginning of this little tournament and when she falls, and she will fall, I will be one step closer to the top. My dear Mr. Patient whatever I'm sure that my partner Erik will make quick work of you. You see I know he hasn't been in the ring in a while, but yet that doesn't worry me in the least. From what I know of him he is one of the best superstars that has ever graced the ring, and will be once again when we step into the ring. It's like riding a bike really, you never forget the steps or the way it feels when you're in there. The screaming fans, the lights hitting you, the sound of your music filling the air. It will come back to him and there is nothing, and I do mean nothing that you can do to stop us. I am the Goddess of Death, the Queen of the Dead, the Lady in Black, the Reaper of souls, and the thing that should not be. Fear me; for when you look upon me you will see Death itself... See you soon Darkyness, oh and good luck you're going to need it.

The young woman laughs, and Necra looks down at her. The camera pans to their shadows as Necra just starts to move her leg in the shadow, and the young woman trying to block each kick to no avail. The camera focuses on the shadow, and then turns when Necra sits back down on the strange looking throne. The bottom of her toga was now a crimson red, instead of the pure white it had been earlier. She digs her hands into the arms of the throne, as she sit staring at the chaos she had caused, as Stacy turns and looks at her.

Stacy: Do you feel better now?

Necra doesn't look at Stacy but the just into the darkness once again, as the scene fades to black.

 Act 1: The Queen of the Dead's Reign Begins

"O you who consume your arm, prepare a path for me, for I am Re, I have come forth from the horizon against my foe. He has been given to me and he shall not be taken from me. I have extended my arm as Lord of the Wereret - crown. I have stridden out with speed of the uraeus when my foe has not been put into my hand for me. Such is my foe; he has been given to me, he shall not be taken from me. I have arisen as Horus, I have sat down as Ptah, I am as strong as Thoth, I am mighty as Atum, I walk with my legs, I speak with my mouth in order to seek out my foe, he has been given to me and he shall not be taken from me."
Spell 11 - Book of the Dead




The scene opens on a strange scene. There was nothing but blackness, until we see a dim light. It gets brighter and brighter and soon we see Necra moving along dressed in a black and golden toga with a golden crown placed upon her head. She moves in silence as water drips from the stalagmites that hung from above. The ground below her was stone and clicked against the sandals that she wore. The light that glowed around her cast an eerie glow around her, causing her skin to be paler then it usually was, and her eyes seemed to be sunken in more. Necra comes to the shore of a river, and glances across it. It was still but yet faces and forms could be seen in it. The sound of the water parting from a paddle or a long stick to move whatever was coming toward her. She holds up the lantern in her hand, and sees what appears to be a skeletal figure draped in heavy robes and skeletal hands wrapped around a long pole that he held. Two fiery dots for eyes could be seen from underneath the hood, that it wore. The skiff comes to a stop and Necra smiles.

Charon: What are you doing down here? You don't appear to have anyone with you...

Necra: No I don't have anyone with me... But I wish I did.

Charon: Now you have my curiosity peeked. Why are you here? I mean you are free to be on the surface during this time of year your highness.

Necra sighs, as she lowers his head.

Necra: I'm looking for someone.

Charon: Who? I mean it's not like we get one or two a day.

Necra: Delia Darling... I finally did it. I got rid of the bitch... But I had a special place in my throne room for her, and I wasn't the one to bring her down. Who got tapped?

A tablet appears out of midair, and she goes through the list of names. She sighs finding nothing, and she makes it disappear to wherever it had come from with a snap of her fingers.

Charon: Well?

Necra: It's not there... But it could be the fact it was a very sudden death... And I mean very sudden.

Charon sighs, as Necra looks toward the other side.

Charon: Do you want to go across and check for yourself? She could have come in and I didn't realize who it was.

Necra: You would have known... She could never keep her mouth shut... Even in death she'd be a pain in anyone's ass... That's why when I get my hands on I'll break her.

Charon: Everyone that came this way seemed to be quiet, and had nothing to say... Are you sure she's dead?

Necra: I was there... I ran her limo over with my dear boyfriend's monster truck. The Emt's pulled her body out of the car, or at least what was left of it... She is dead! For all intents she is deceased! I know she is!

Charon: If she's not down here then no she's not.

Necra: Just keep an eye open for her. She has to be across the river somewhere...

Charon: If she's here anywhere... I'll find her. Now as for my payment...

Necra sighs, and hands him a paper. He takes it with his bony fingers wrapping around hers, but she doesn't flinch as he does.

Charon: No wonder we've been so busy. Where are you going?

Necra: To see my husband while I'm here.

Charon: That's right. It's that time of year again isn't it?

Necra nods and sighs as she walks off. The river slowly fades away, revealing the rest of the dark and dank walls. The lantern casts its warm glow in front of her as she walks on alone.

Necra: This should be an easy match considering that you're dead Delia... The title is within my grasp and there is nothing that anyone can to do to stop it. You're gone, and that means they'll just have to hand me the title then won't they? Oh Delia if you were here I would have told you that I warned you to back off, and just walk away but you didn't listen did you? Now look where you are? You're dead and I'm still here waiting for this so called match to happen... But will it be even possible? Will they have one of the Mean Girls fight in your place, or will it just end with me getting what I truly have wanted all this time? It doesn't matter either way, because there is only one way this match is going to end, and it's going to end with the Bombshell title in my hands where it should have been the last few times.

A smirk forms on Necra's lips as she walks along. Her pale skin seemed to shimmer in the dim light, and her shadow seemed to move on its own as if it were alive or another part of her. Her soft footfalls could barely be heard as she moved in silence once again.

Necra: Here I rule at my husband's side, watching over the dead, as they make their way to their rightful places. There has only been one that came to us to plead for the love of his life, and he messed it up more then anyone I have ever seen. He was given a chance, and he squandered it, just like I know Delia would if she were still alive. The beautiful thing about her death is that title is within my grasp, and soon I will have everything that I could want and more. The Mean Girls are nothing without you Delia, and that's a good thing for me. I know that Zuri has walked away from the Daughters of Darkness, but I still have two very loyal friends that will stay by my side until we have every last one of the Bombshell Titles in our hands, no matter what we have to do to get them. If you can hear me Delia do you really think that you deserve to have that title you held for so long? You think you one of the best that have ever been, but you're not. Or rather were not. I've held titles in my hands that I have earned and went on to destroy anyone that stood in my way, and if you do find some way to come back... Then you will fall at my hands once again. But this time... There will be no coming back.

Necra smiles as she comes to a bridge over the river, and she starts to cross it. She stops and looks down at the strange looking water below.

Necra: If you were down there with the rest of the lost souls Delia I would be happy, but I have a feeling your not... Where are you? Delia you were meant to bow at my feet, to be my little pet as I sit in the throne made of skulls here within the depths of my kingdom. Yet no one seems to know where you are... I know you're dead! I saw it myself, and felt your soul leave your body... But I wasn't tapped... Whoever got you was there, and I didn't see them. You were mine! I had you dead to rights Delia, and now...

Necra continues across the bridge as her eyes flash blue and then go back to their normal color. She crosses to the other side, and soon reaches a long staircase going down.

Necra: During this time of the year I am suppose to be here with Hades sitting at his side for the next three months of my existence but instead I am on the surface at Ex's side in the sunlight. Instead of being kept in the darkness and dreariness of this place, I am free to an extent. Delia don't you see that you can not defy death? I am always on the surface watching and waiting for you to slip, to step out in front of that car that isn't going to stop in time. You are here in my domain and there is nothing you can do to escape my grasp. You will stand before me, and beg me to send you back, hoping that it is not to late to feel the sun on your flawless skin once again, but I will never let you leave. Not when where is so much at stake. Your title is mine, and there is nothing that anyone can to do stop me from getting my hands on it not now, not ever! It is mine!

Necra smiles an evil smile as she reaches the bottom of the staircase and starts down another long pathway. This one is a bit different though. Instead of a straight path, it is covered in what appears to be human bones, mixed with flecks of gold. She soon reaches a small courtyard, and two giant gates now stood before her.



Necra: You see Delia, here I am Darkside Royalty, and I sit as one of the judges at my husband's side. But I have already passed judgement on you and for you it is eternity as my servant bending knee and curtsy. For you will answer to me, for everything that you do and have done. There is no heaven or hell for you, no there is only servitude to me, your Goddess and Queen. You are mine, mind, body and soul Delia... But first I have to...

A cawing of a raven is soon heard coming from behind her. She turns and sees the winged creature coming toward her. She holds an arm out, and it lands on her arm with a message tied around it's foot. Necra takes it, and pets the creatures head, before it takes off once again. She unrolls it, and a smile comes to her lips as she looks at the camera with her eyes flashing red.

Necra: So you are here... Now it's time to go and claim you... I am the Goddess of the Dead, the Queen of Death, the Lady in black, the reaper of souls, and the lady Persephone; fear me! For when you look upon me you will see your death. See you soon Delia.

The scroll sets a blaze in a purple fire as she walks away, and heading for the giant gates that have now opened. As the doors close all that can be seen is the eyes of what could be a giant dog, or some hellish creature to be released on the world, as the scene fades to black.  

 Act 1: Family Gathering

"We fight a lot, you know, but that's family. We may be dysfunctional but we're still family."
Star Jones




Voice Over: Thanksgiving is that time of year when we all gather together to share what we are thankful for... Me... Well lets just say it's not the easiest holiday for us. Or any holiday for that matter. Most of the year we are spread across the world, or in our case in the world of the dead. What can one say when the Devil's children sit together for a meal? The next few hours are going to be ones that I would rather forget... But then again... I wouldn't change it for the world.

The scene opens on the vast desert just outside of Las Vegas. The sun had risen over the mountains that surrounded the Oasis, as the followers moved quickly throughout the small town. Thanksgiving dinner was just a few hours away, and everything had to be perfect. The young Goddess wasn't easy to please, but then again, neither was the Priestess that served her. The camera moves to the interior of the main house where we find Necra standing in the large dining room over looking everything that was being done with Stacy at her side. Stacy barked out orders as Necra watched. She wasn't one for parties and dinners, but Stacy... Stacy had other reasons for everything being perfect. HE was coming, and it had to be just right. Necra rolled her eyes, as Stacy got on one of the servants for something that was out of place.

Stacy: What?

Necra: Stacy you need to calm down. It's not like he's going to be disappointed in what it looks like around here.

Stacy: I know, but I want everything perfect! It has to be perfect!

She walks off, and Necra sighs, as Sara comes into the room.

Sara: What's wrong with aunt Stacy? She's crazier then usual.

Necra: She's going to get some tonight.

Sara: Get some what? Ohhhh... I understand.

Necra: You don't understand do you?

Sara: No.

Necra shakes her head, and walks off, as the scene changes to what appears to be a small room with a camera. There sits Stacy with arms folded in front of her.

Stacy: No one understands the way I feel about HIM. I mean it's been a while since I've seen him, and well... A woman has needs...

The scene soon changes and there sits Sothern with a strange smile on his face as he leans back in the chair in front of the camera.

Soth: Am I excited about my brother being here? Yes and no. I mean we have this strange bond between us... It's not I want to kill him... It's just I don't want him to be around any more. But I think to myself how wonderful it would be if he died in an accident on the way here.

The scene changes once again and we see Ex sitting in front of the camera now. He just sits there in silence and then finally says something.

Ex: I'm hungry.

The camera focuses back on the chaos that was occurring in the house. Necra moves along the hallway and into the one of the many rooms that still remained quiet. A full length mirror sat against on of the walls and Necra sighed. Her mother was on the other side, at least for now.  Necra looks down and sees a scroll sitting in front of it. Necra picks it up, and unrolls it, and sighs as she walks out of the room once again. She walks back into the dinning room, and taps Stacy on the shoulder.

Stacy: What is it young Goddess?

Necra: I just got a message from my mother...

Stacy: Does she need something?

Necra: No... She's coming to dinner too.

Sothren seems to appear out of nowhere, but has a smile on his face that seems strange, but yet spreads ear to ear.

Soth: Did I hear you correctly? Your mother is coming?

The scene changes to the small room where we find Necra sitting in front of the camera.

Necra: Could this day get any worse? Not only is my uncle coming, but now my mother too? It's not that I don't get along with her... It's just every time my parents are together... Well...

The scene changes and we see Sothren sitting in front of the camera again. The smile on his face has not faded.

Soth: Cleo is coming. I haven't seen Necra's mother in so long, well at least not in the mirror. I can't wait to smack that fat ass of hers! I don't mean PHAT, I mean FAT! I just want that clear if there's close captioning... I mean some people can't hear...

The scene changes back to the finished dinning room where we find Stacy standing in the doorway, and nods as she takes one final look around. Everything was finally ready. The doorbell rings, and Stacy races by the followers and stops in front of the door, as Necra appears behind her. Stacy opens the door, and there stands a rather large man wearing a steel hockey mask with long black hair. Stacy frowns, as she looks at the man standing before her.

Stacy: EX YOU'RE BROTHER IS HERE!

Necra smiles as Stacy backs away from the door. Ex shows up in the hallway, as the large man steps inside.

Ex: Hey baby brother...

The large man nods, and the two of them walk off. Necra shivers a bit, and as she turns she sees the Chosen One Sephiroth du Lac. He was dressed in normal regal attire, with his long flowing silver hair flowed around his face framing his slender face and long black cane in hand.

Seph: Hello Necra...

Necra: It's good to see you again. Please come in.

Stacy turns around and her eyes get wide as she sees him standing in the doorway.

Seph: Hello Stacy.

Stacy blushes, and moves toward him on silent feet. He puts a slender hand to her face, and she closes her eyes feeling his touch on her soft skin.

Necra: Come. Dinner is ready.

The scene soon changes to the small room again where we find Sephiroth sitting in front of the camera. His deep green eyes stares into the camera.

Seph: I know you are asking yourselves, Sephiroth if you love Stacy then why don't you just marry her? The truth is. you play with the help... You don't marry it.

The scene changes back and Stacy takes Seph's arm and they start toward the dinning room. Necra walks a large mirror on the wall and out steps a young girl. Her long hair was pulled back into a bun, and she wore a dress like that of Alice from Alice in Wonderland. The young woman smiles as Necra looks shocked seeing her walk through.

Woman: Greetings Necra.

Necra: Hello Malice. We didn't expect you this evening.

Malice: I can go if...

Necra: Of course not. Go and tell Stacy that you are here. There is plenty of room at the table.

Malice perks up and walks away, as Necra walks down the long hallway, and into a massive room where the mirror sat against the wall. Sothren had already gotten there, and paced back and forth.

Soth: What is taking her so long?

Necra: You know mom, she wants to look good considering...

Soth: What? She's dead. I mean she was late for her own funeral for fuck sake!

Necra: I know, but...

The mirror seems to change from the reverse of what is in the room to a cavern underground. Two figures appear with Anubis heads carrying rather large staffs. They step through the mirror, and stand on either side. The bow slightly to Necra and then stand at attention as a beautiful woman dressed in a pure white toga trimmed with gold steps through the mirror. Her dark eyes shimmer in the last glints of the setting sun, and her long black hair framed her delicate face. Sothren smiles, and walks to her.

Soth: There you are... I've missed you.

Cleo: I didn't miss you... Necra darling, you look wonderful.

Necra: Thanks mom. Why don't you two go and sit down? I'll be there in a minute.

Cleo: Come along Sothren... Do keep your mouth shut. Your voice is like nails on a chalkboard.

Soth: Whatever you say fat ass.

Cleo sighs as the two of them walk off leaving Necra alone. Her match against Roxi was just a few days away and she couldn't let anything get in her way, not now. If she beat Roxi then Delia was hers. The scene changes to the small room once again where we see Cleo sitting in front of the camera. She sighs, and leans back.

Cleo: I know you're probably wondering why I love him when he says such things about me right? Well it's complicated... I don't know why I love him but I do... He's uncouth, loud, obnoxious, and annoying as the day is long but... I love him... By the Gods I love him.

The scene soon changes back to where we see Necra walking the long hallway toward the dinning room once again. She is lost in thought about her match, and couldn't help but smile to herself. Soon she would have what she wanted. The Bombshell Title, and all she had to do was get rid of Roxi or anyone else that stood in her way.  

Necra: Roxi are you still playing the would be heroine that can never seem to get it done? If you are you will stand before one of the greatest evils that you have ever faced. Of course we have faced off many times before and I've managed to walk away with wins over you. Evil will always prevail Roxi no matter what you do. I know you're more then likely wandering the streets trying to find evil to fight when we are all in the place the Gods built. But then again... We're all around you, no matter where you turn Roxi. We will always be in the shadows watching you, waiting for the perfect time to strike.

Her high heeled shoes click on the marble floor as she goes, and her toga drags on the floor behind her. The house was now quiet except for the few servants that remained behind.They fall to their knees as she passes and go back to their work when she leaves their sight.

Necra: I'm surprised you have gotten as far as you have Roxi. I mean you live in a fantasy of super hero's and villains. Tell em do you look before you leap or do you just rush into something without ever looking ahead of you? This match is going to be something that you will regret rushing into Roxi. I don't plan on losing this match, and if you have the guts to try and stop me, then being everything that you have into this match, and show what you are truly made of. I will not hold back nor will I stop when that bell sounds. No, I plan on showing the world that I am a force to be feared, and admired. You will make that one fatal mistake Roxi and step to me, but you will fail just as so many others have before you. The Mean Girls have realized that the Daughters of Darkness are here to stay and we will not walk away with anything less then perfection! You stand in my way of getting what I want, and I will make sure that you fall, and suffer clinging on to the edge of life, begging me to end it, but I won't. No... I want you to watch everything around you fade and become what I want it to be.

Necra smiles to herself as she draws closer to the dinning room hearing the voices all chattering at once. The house was full once again.

Necra: Roxi our time is drawing closer and closer with each second that the clock ticks away. I will be ready to face you Roxi no matter what you try to do stop me I will always be that much better then you. I'm not afraid of you, nor will I ever be afraid of you, but you should be afraid of me. I will not go easy on you Roxi, but I think you already know that don't you? I've never held back in my matches and this one isn't going to be any different. I will break every bone in your body and make your blood run into the ring. I will not stop until I have what I want, and there is nothing that you can do to stop me. Bring everything you have and are into the middle of that ring, and see how long you can stand against the Goddess of the Dead before you fall to your knees begging me to stop the pain that you are in. Your pleas will fall on deaf ears as they always do. Roxi you don't have a prayer in this match, and trust me by the time I'm done with you, you will be nothing more than a memory fading away into nothingness. But I shall always remain, not matter what you do.

She stands in the doorway of the dinning room, and smiles.

Necra: Soon Roxi you will feel my wrath crashing down on you once again, and soon you will see I am the best at what I do. I am the Goddess of Death, the Queen of the Dead, the Reaper of Souls, The Lady in Black, and Daughter of Darkness. Fear me, for when you gaze upon me you will see your death. See you soon Roxi, and good luck... You're going to need it.

Necra smiles and enters the dinning room. The scene changes once again. The house was quiet, and everyone had gone to their rooms. Necra now sits in front of the camera, and smiles.

Necra: The day didn't go totally the way I planned it, but at least we were all together. No holiday goes by without someone getting stabbed or dismembered in one way or another... My dad really needs to learn to keep his mouth shut. The joys of family... But like I said... I wouldn't trade them for the world.

She gets up from where she sits, and walks out of the shot, as the scene fades to black on an empty chair.

 Act 1: Under Our Spell

“We will be adored
Make you so jealous that you want us
We won't be ignored
It's time for our reward
Now you need us
Come and heed us
Nothing can stop us now.”
“Welcome to the Show” by The Dazlings – Equestria Girls Rainbow Rocks




The scene opens on one of the local colleges. The buildings loomed over the grounds that seemed to go one forever. The old trees cast their shadows to the ground thanks to the lights that surrounded the grounds. The moon was hidden in the threatening clouds, and thunder rumbled in the distance. Soon music could be heard coming from one of the many fraternities that were scattered around the massive campus. A Halloween party was in full swing and coeds could be found on the balcony, as well as the front yard, and doorstep. They laughed, and were enjoying the night, as three figures appeared out of the mist. We soon see all to familiar faces, of the Daughters of Darkness. Necra, Zuri, and Blanca walk along the sidewalk toward the frat house.

Zuri:Why are we outside a frat house? Are we helping them with a party?

Necra: That's not we're here...

Blanca: Then why are we here?

Necra just smiles and puts a hand to Blanca's face. She gently runs her hand along Blanca's porcelain skin, and then keeps walking.

Necra: I have to get ready for my match, and I need to feed.

Blanca and Zuri look at each other and then back at her, not knowing what she fully meant, but followed her none the less. The three of them stand in front of the frat house on the sidewalk looking up, as a few of the guys took notice and whistled. Necra couldn't help but smile to herself as she headed for the front door. The three of them walk inside, and the house goes silent as they stand at the door. Necra looks back at Zuri and Blanca, and the three of them start to sing. The room stays silent and the music that had been playing had seemed to disappear.

Trio: Oh whoa ho, oh whoa
You didn't know that you fell
Oh whoa ho, oh whoa
Now that your under your spell

Necra:Blindside by the beat
Clapping your hands, stomping your feet
You didn't know that you fell

Blanca and Zuri: Oh whoa ho, oh whoa

Necra:Now you've fallen under our spell

Blanca and Zuri: Oh whoa ho, oh whoa

Trio: We've got the music, makes you move it
Got the song that makes you loose it
We say jump, you say how high?
Put your hands up the sky

We've got the music, makes you move it
Got the song that makes you loose it
We say jump, you say how high?
Put your hands up to the sky.

Oh whoa ho, oh whoa
You didn't know that you fell
Oh whoa ho, oh whoa
Now that your under our spell.

The crowd around them seems to start to fall under a trance, as they move through the room. The people in the crowd start to sway this way and that as the three of them continue to sing.

Necra: Listen to the sound of my voice

Zuri and Blanca:Ho whoa whoa

Necra: Soon you'll find you don't have a choice

Zuri and Blanca: Ho whoa whoa

Necra: Captured in the web of my song

Zuri and Blanca: Ho whoa whoa

Necra: Soon you'll be all singing along

Trio: We've got the music, makes you move it
Got the song that makes you loose it
We say jump, you say how high?
Put your hands up to the sky

We've got the music, makes you move it
Got the song that makes you loose it
We say jump, you say how high?
Put your hands up to the sky

The three of them reach the front of the room, and the crowd has now been put into what appears to be a trance. Necra's eyes flash red, and then back to their normal color, as they continue.

Trio: Ho whoa, ho whoa
You didn't know that you fell
Ho whoa ho whoa
Now that your under our spell
Ho whoa ho whoa
You didn't know that you fell
Ho whoa ho whoa
Now that your under our spell

Necra laughs evilly as she looks around the room. The crowd cheers, as the three of them finish the strange song, and crowd around the three of them. Necra looks over at Zuri and Blanca who were enjoying the attention. Necra grabs the two of them and smiles as she moves them toward the front door.

Zuri: Are we in trouble?

Necra: Of course not my lovely... There is something that I have to do and I don't want you to get harmed by accident. Especially you my dearest.

She takes Blanca's hand and places a small ring in it.

Blanca: This ring is beautiful. Why did you give it to me?

Necra: I trust you to hold onto it. Don't lose that. I'll need it when I come back out. If you do lose it call my father. His number is on my phone...

She hands Blanca her phone as well, and Zuri and Blanca look at each other, and then back at Necra as she escorts them outside. Small horns start to appear from her forehead, and a tail curls down from her lower back, as she walks back inside, and the doors close behind her. Zuri and Blanca look at each other as they start to hear screams coming from inside, mixed with growls and an evil laugh that seemed to echo through the night.

Blanca: Isn't Necra hot?

Zuri: I wonder what Necra is doing in there?

Time passes and it seems to be what Zuri and Blanca think to be hours. The double doors soon open and there stands Necra with blood all over her. Her hair is a tangled mess, and her eyes had gone back to their normal color. She staggers out and falls to her knees. They rush to her side, and she just smiles.

Blanca: Are you okay Necra? Who did this to you? Should I kick their ass?

Necra: Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Please give me my ring...

Necras eyes flash a bit, as Blanca hands Necra her ring. Necra slips it on, and takes a deep breath. Necra gets to her feet, and smiles as she looks back at the carnage that she had created inside. Blanca looks back, and then at Zuri.

Necra: I do believe we should take our leave though. It won't be long before someone finds my... masterpiece...

Blanca and Zuri look at each other, and then at Necra. They had never seen this side of her, and somehow they weren't shaken by it. She was a creature of evil, yet of grace and beauty, and she knew how to get the job done whether in the ring or out. They walk down the street once again, and seem to disappear into the mist once again from whence they came. The scene soon changes to a penthouse somewhere in New York. The interior was done in what appeared to be sandstone walls with hieroglyphics telling the story of the Goddess that once resided within it's walls. The penthouse was quiet, and the lights were dimmed down, and a fireplace roared in the fireplace in the living room. The camera moves up the stairs, and into one of the bedrooms. We see Zuri and Blanca sound asleep with Necra standing by the window over looking the city. She was dressed in a long flowing black robe, with her hair falling over her face.

Necra: I have to say that I'm a bit disappointed in who I am facing this week. I figured I would have been thrown into a match against one of the Mean Girls or someone else that holds a bit of sway but no... At the Pay Per View I'm facing a no body! Melody Grace just seems to come out of nowhere and tries to make he a name for herself. You just showed up, and now you have been tossed into a match against someone like me. Do you even have any idea what you are up against? Of course you don't. You're like the rest that have stepped into the ring with me, thinking that I am nothing more then a fraud, and a pushover only to find out a little to late of what I can truly do.

Necra smiles to herself as she walks to a bookshelf in the room. She pulls down on one of the books revealing a winding staircase that seemed to come out of nowhere. Her footfalls are silent as she moves down them, and lighting a torch on the wall.

Necra: Melody the only thing that I can't stand about you is the fact that you are too happy and go lucky about everything. There is always a dark side to everything no matter where you look. You're so cute that it makes me sick, and I know that when I get into that ring with you, you're bubblyness will run over, but don't worry... I'll put an end to that.

An evil smile appears on her face, as she makes her way down the long flight of steps as it continues to wind downward.

Necra: As you have probably come to realize dear Melody, this isn't going to be an easy match. I'm not one to hold back, and I'm not afraid to break bones or a pretty face such as yours or to make you bleed leaving you in a pool of your blood in the middle of the ring wouldn't bother me in the least. But why they tossed you to me instead of an easy win makes me wonder what they have planned for you. I mean I'm not an easy win by any means, and I will do everything and I do mean everything win a match. I will not hold back, and I will not stop until I get what I want. Just remember that you can walk away from this match right now, and I won't think any less of you... But then again... Who am I kidding? I don't know you, or have any knowledge of what you can do and I already hate your guts. I don't like happy, perky people such as yourself, because you never see the truth around you until it's too late. You always have a positive outlook on life, and it makes me sick. So that's why when I get into the ring with you it's going to end quickly, and once again I will walk away with the win, leaving you in the middle of the ring, broken, bloodied, bruised, battered, beaten, and totally humiliated just like I've done with so many before you.

She reaches the bottom of the stairs, and comes to a double door. She opens it and inside looks what appears to be a temple hidden deep within the walls of the building. She walks across the floor and to a line of sarcophagi and smiles.

Necra: I think this one would do nicely... After all your time is coming to an end before it even truly begins Melody... And I want to make sure you arrive in style. I'm not going to take it easy on you, and I will make you regret ever stepping into the ring against me. After all I am the Goddess of Death, The Queen of the Dead, the Reaper of Souls, The Lady in Black. Fear me; for you look upon me you will see your death. See you soon.

Necra's eyes flash red in color, as she moves along the stone floor, and seems to disappear into nothingness as the scene fades to black.

 Act 1: Fashion Show

Elegance is usually confused with superficiality, fashion, lack of depth. This is a serious mistake: human beings need to have elegance in their actions and in their posture because this word is synonymous with good taste, amiability, equilibrium and harmony.
Paulo Coelho




The scene opens on the beautiful city of Venice. The night had fallen and as always the streets were filled with people making their way to the theaters that were scattered through out the beautiful city. The camera focuses on a giant tent on the grounds of one of the vast estates that littered the countryside. Cars of all types were parked on one of the vast lawns that surrounded a vast manor that sat in the middle of it all. the massive estate was lit from top to bottom, and the sound of loud music filled the air echoing in the night. The camera soon focuses on the interior of the tent where we see a large crowd of reporters and fashion moguls of the world. The catwalk was still empty and the camera moved backstage to where we see the models moving quickly this way and that. We see Necra dressed in a long flowing gown, inscribed with hieroglyphics done in gold lettering. Her long hair was pulled back from her face, and her makeup was done with what appeared to be precision and perfection. Stacy moves around from model to model helping them with their dresses and finishing touches. We soon see Blanca dressed in a gown that was done in a gothic like style with a mix of an ancient look. her hair was piled on top of her head, with a braid falling down her back.

Necra: Blanca you look wonderful. I knew that dress would fit you like a glove. Are you ready for your debut?

Blanca looks in a mirror while looking at her hair.

Blanca:Are you sure my hair will stay in place? I am really nervous. I haven't done anything like this. I do love the dress.

Blanca looks toward the door hoping Zuri will show up. Necra couldn't help but smile. Blanca looked perfect, and the crowd would love her.

Necra: Don't be nervous. Don't even pay attention to the crowd around you. It's like walking to the ring with Zuri every time. They are there but not there. As for your hair, it will stay in place with the amount of spray that's in it, it will stay.

Necra looks her over once again, and smiles. The dress fit her perfectly in every way, as if it had been made just for her.

Necra: I don't think I could have done any better picking you as the model for this one.

Blanca smiles some more as Zurich walks into the backstage area with their brother Rory.

Rory Justice: You are just beautiful Blanca.

Zuri: Mom would be proud of you sis. Not only do you look amazing but I think you and Necra look good together.

Blanca reaches her hand out toward Necra, and Necra takes it with a soft smile.

Blanca: I am honored to be wearing this dress Necra. How long till we start?

Zuri: Necra you have a good sense of style. Do you have anyone who can make me some new in ring attires?

Necra: I can make you some hopefully before to long. As for starting...

Necra looks at the watch that was on her slender wrist and smiles softly. She takes a deep breath, looks at the curtain that separates them and the crowd.

Necra: Now... You are my prize design tonight, so you don't come out until the end. As for the rest of the line... This is going to break me or make me for the season.

Necra walks out onto the catwalk and stands before the crowd. Her voice echos as she speaks to the crowd, and the music starts back up once again. Models move along the cat walk, as Necra announces each of them, telling the crowd about each dress and outfit. The cameras go off, as the photographers take pictures for each of the magazines and papers that they worked for. The time passes by and each of the models goes out and walks out onto the catwalk, as Blanca paces back and forth waiting for her turn. The music changes to "Love Bites" by Halstorm as Necra smiles to herself, watching Blanca come out onto the cat walk. The flashes go off around her, as Necra describes the piece. The crowd cheers as the lights go off, and switches to black lights and purple and blue sparkles fall from the ceiling. The other models come back out with Necra behind them. She bows as the flashes from the cameras go off once again. The crowds soon clear out, and everything is quiet once again. The stage is empty, and Necra sits with Zuri, and Blanca.

Necra: You did wonderful tonight Blanca.

Blanca: Thank you. I had a good teacher.

Zuri smiles then looks at Necra.

Zuri: Do me a favor Necra? Leave a little piece of Mercedes for us. We have some unfinished business with that bitch.

Necra looks at them and smiles. Her eyes flash red in color before they go back to their normal color. There was something darker about her, almost like a creature that had been finally released from a cage. Her smile was cold, and made Zuri and Blanca both shiver, as if they were looking at Death itself.

Necra: Don't worry I plan on destroying Mercedes in the middle of that ring on Sunday night. But that is not what I want to discuss. The Mean Girls have been a thorn in everyone's side, but it's time for us to step up and make sure they know that it's not easy to walk away from a match against us. It's time for us to stand together, and give them the fight they want. We will not back down, we will not fall at the slightest bit of them running their mouths. It's time to show them...

Voice: Why we should be feared.

Necra, Blanca, and Zuri turn to face the door where we see Joanne moving toward them. She wasn't in her usual suit, but a tight black dress with her long hair draping down her back. Her high heeled shoes clicked on the floor, as she moved to them.

Necra: Joanne? I was wondering when you were going to show up.

Joanne: You sent a message, and I answered.

Zuri, Rory and Blanca just smile as they listen to the conversation. Zuri nods her head as Blanca reaches for Necra's hand.

Blanca: Can I take this dress off yet? I don't want to get this messed up.

Necra: Of course. Oh and keep it. It suits you.

Joanne: I'm surprised to see you two here... But we could use all the help we can get.

Zuri: I still have a headache but that won't stop me from taking out The Mean Girls.

Blanca smiles as she gets up and moves behind the changing board. The sound of the dress being unzipped echoes throughout the room as Mr. Carlson takes dress from her. Blanca steps back out from behind the divider wearing her "Mistress Justice" T-Shirt and her jeans skirt.

Blanca: Thank you Necra. Carlson, be sure to hang that up in my closet.

Mr. Carlson: Yes, Ms. Blanca.

Rory leans against the wall as the sisters rejoin the group. Necra gets up from where she sits, and stands on the catwalk. She paces across the small space, but smiles all the while.

Necra: The four of us all have something to gain. Mercedes made me lose my title, Delia thinks that the Bombshell Title isn't worthy to hold, and the Tag Titles are in the hands of two people that don't deserve them. They made fools out of all of us the last little while, but that is going to change.

Joanne: Both you and I lost that match, and I'm not pleased. Mercedes is a push over or at least she is usually, along with the rest of the Mean Girls... What in the hell is goin' on? The balance has shifted, and we need to get it back to where it was. We have to show them that we are not goin' to back down from any fight they can throw at us. It's our time to shine.

Necra: I couldn't have said it better myself. We can't rely on Mist and the others to handle this. This is our fight. If they want to get involved they can, but they don't belong with us. They are mortal, and don't have have evil coursing through their bodies as we do.

Joanne: Ummm... I'm mortal remember?

Necra: You have always been the exception Joanne. If you had married my uncle you would be the Black Queen. That is why I asked you to join with us. We are not the official Darkside because if you were part of it, there would be one hell of induction you would go through and I know none of you are ready for that... So we'll become what we have always been...

Zuri: I don't care really what we call ourselves. All that is important is that we remain on the same page. Right no, we must focus on one mean girl at a time til the entire locker room realizes what is really going on. Necra, you take out Mercedes the best you can. Joanne, Blanca and myself will stand at all access points to the ring. If anyone of those fashion rejects tries to get their noses into the match the we can cut them off at the pass.

Blanca smiles as she looks at Necra.

Blanca: Since Mercedes might have one of those idiots at ringside then I should be at ringside as well. Just in case someone gets it in their mind to get out of line.

Rory bellows out one last piece of advice.

Rory Justice: Holly Wood is mine. I want to rip that drag queen apart with my bare hands. The evil coursing through my veins will soon flow like the Nile river.

Necra smiles and looks at of all of them. This was the start of something that couldn't be stopped, and soon the world would know it.

Necra: That is perfectly fine with me. Trust me I can handle anything they throw at me. But they should beware of the Daughters of Darkness, for we are the children of the night, and the bringers of death, sorrow, pain and suffering. The Darkness shall always prevail where there is no light.

Joanne: I like it. It rolls off the tongue. Your uncle would be proud of you.

Necra smiles softly and nods. She hops down from the cat walk and lands in front of them. The four women stand together determined to not let anything stand in their way of getting what they wanted. The all walk out of the room, and Necra turns and the lights flicker as her eyes begin to glow red before going back to their normal color. The lights go out and the scene fades to black.

 Act 1: New Alliances

alliance>[uh-lahy-uh ns]

noun

1. the act of allying or state of being allied.

2. a formal agreement or treaty between two or more nations to cooperate for specific purposes.

3. a merging of efforts or interests by persons, families, states, or organizations:
an alliance between church and state.

4. the persons or entities so allied.

5. marriage or the relationship created by marriage between the families of the spouses.

6. correspondence in basic characteristics; affinity:
"the alliance between logic and metaphysics."

Origin

1250-1300; Middle English aliance < Old French, equivalent to ali (er) to ally + -ance -ance





The scene opens on the Royal Palms Resort in Phoenix Arizona. The morning was fair, and the sun had risen over the mountains casting it's gaze to the world below. The camera soon focuses on a suite with the balcony doors wide open, letting the morning air flow through. We find Necra sitting with Zuri, and Blanca at a small table set with a fine china tea set, with Sara pouring them each a cup. As she finishes Necra reaches for the cream, as her and Blanca's hand touches. Necra smiles as Blanca blushes softly.

Necra: Sunday did not go the way I planned.

Zuri:Yeah, I was hoping you come out on top but now we have to take out The Mean Girls.

Blanca:Don't worry Necra, you will get the Roulette Championship back. Mercedes will get too cocky and wind up losing in the long run. However you still look amazing Necra.

Zuri shakes her head playfully at her sister and Necra. Necra just smiles over the cup she holds in her hand, and nods.

Necra: I'm not worried about that really. They took every last title and we cannot allow it to continue. One of them will slip up and we will see the titles switch hands again soon enough. Delia better hope I don't get my hands on her first.

Zuri: You can take care of Delia because that bitch Mercedes is all mine. She has ran that over priced mouth of hers long enough.

Blanca chuckles a little while twirling her hair with one finger.

Blanca: I will rearrange Liz Small's face once I get the chance. Then she will be sorry for being a waste of space.

Zuri fixes her mask on her face while trying to hide the anger in her face. Blanca continues to play with her hair while batting her eyes. Necra nods, and leans back in her seat, as a black panther walks out onto the balcony and lays at her side.

Necra: Like I said I'm not worried about any of them. They are going to start making mistakes and soon enough they will fall, and we will be the ones to bring them down from their pedestals.

Necra runs her hand along the giant cat's head, and it purrs loudly.

Necra: Besides I have other things to worry about right now. We are off for a week, but I have to be in Italy in two days.

Blanca and Zuri looks at each other before glancing back at Necra.

Zuri: Italy, what part of Italy are you going to Necra? I am not worried about those broads but Mercedes does have a date with me in the ring soon enough.

Blanca looks at the black panther then back up at Necra.

Blanca: Can I pet your panther? She is a gorgeous looking animal. I mean she would have to be gorgeous to be with someone as gorgeous as you.

Zuri looks at her phone and begins playing with her hair.

Necra: Actually she is a he. This is Alexander. But yes. He is quite gentle for a big cat. Zuri I'm heading of to Milan, for my new fall line show. I would love it if you two would come with me. You would be my guests of honor, and maybe I could have one of you wear my line. I had one of my girls... Disappear on me. Blanca is about her size and she would look stunning in the outfits that I have.

Necra looks over at Zuri and smiles as Blance pets the cat lying beside her.

Blanca: I would be honoured to help you Necra. You have great taste in clothing.

Zuri: Count us in Necra. We would love to join you. Our brother Rory can meet us in Milan and we will see our grandparents.

Blanca slowly places one hand on Necra's leg while petting Alexander. Necra smiles, and rises to her feet.

Necra: Wonderful. Now if you excuse me, I have to go and get in touch with someone, and make the arrangements. When we get there you'll have a day to go and see whoever you wish. Sara will show you out.

Sara bows slightly.

Sara: Please follow me Mistress Zuri, and Mistress Blanca.

Blanca winks at Necra as they follow Sara towards the door. Necra smiles as they leave the room, leaving Necra alone once again.She walks into the living room, as Stacy comes out of the bedroom with her arm full of clothes hanging over them. Necra smiles as the black panther gets up and follows behind.[/I]

Stacy: I know that look...

Necra: What look?

Stacy: The same one that your mother would get when she had a plan forming.

Necra: I have something in mind, and it's going to be something that no one will ever forget. It's time for the Darkness to be seen once again among the living and I will be the one to bring it forth.

Stacy: And how are you going to do that?

Necra: The same way we've always done it. It'd time for the Darkside to appear once again Stacy.

Stacy: But your uncle...

Necra: Gave me control over it. I have been wronged Stacy, along with every other bombshell in the SCW. It's time to show them why we are feared Stacy. It's time to strike fear into their hearts, and give them reason to look into shadows when they pass darkened rooms.

Stacy sighs, but nods. She knew once Necra got an idea there was no stopping her, and this one was one that each of them had felt strongly about.

Stacy: Is there anything that you need me to do my Goddess?

Necra: Just make sure the private jet is ready to go for you, myself, Sara, Blanca, and Zuri.

Stacy: I take it you found a replacement then?

Necra nods, as she picks up her cell phone and begins to text a message out to someone.

Necra: I did. And hopefully the other will be able to join us.

Stacy: Who else do you have in mind? I mean from what I've seen in the SCW there isn't any other supernatural creature or being...

Necra: That's because she's human.

Stacy: There is only person that would even be considered for the Darkside, and she...

Necra: She would have been the Black Queen if she had married uncle Seph. That is why she will be part of this.

Necra's phone goes off and she smiles looking down at the message that she had received.

Necra: She's in. Her and the guys are already in Italy visiting her father.

Stacy: She probably needed a break after that match. Everything is almost ready to go.

Necra: Good. Make sure Sara is doing what I asked her to do earlier. I want nothing left behind.

Stacy: Speaking of leaving things behind, where is your father and Ex?

Necra sighs, and sends a message back, and walks into the bedroom with Stacy and the panther following behind.

Necra: They headed back to the Oasis this morning.

Stacy: Are you sure that's a good idea? I mean do you remember what happened the last time they were left alone?

Necra: Don't be silly.... They'll be fine. Now if you excuse me, I'm going to go and make a call.

Stacy: Yes my Goddess.

Necra walks off as Stacy goes back to packing. Necra begins to dial the phone, and walks back out onto the balcony from the bedroom.

Necra: Thank you for returning my call... Of course. It's always good to know I have like minded people willing to work with me. No... We'll take them out one, by one, by one, by one, and they'll never see it coming.

She leans against the railing, and smiles as she turns looking out over the city of Phoenix, as the scene fades to black.[/I]

 Act 1: The Seventh Seal this is not

geek
/gēk/

noun
informal
noun: geek; plural noun: geeks

   1.
   an unfashionable or socially inept person.
       a knowledgeable and obsessive enthusiast.
       "a computer geek"
   2.
   a carnival performer who performs wild or disgusting acts.

verb
verb: geek; 3rd person present: geeks; past tense: geeked; past participle: geeked; gerund or present participle: geeking

   1.
   engage in or discuss computer-related tasks obsessively or with great attention to technical detail.
   "we all geeked out for a bit and exchanged ICQ/MSN/AOL/website information"
       be or become extremely excited or enthusiastic about a subject, typically one of specialist or minority interest.
       "I am totally geeking out over this upcoming film"

Origin

late 19th century: from the related English dialect geck ‘fool,’ of Germanic origin; related to Dutch gek ‘mad, silly.’



The scene opens in darkness. The sound of water dripping from the over head stalagmites that hang overhead. Small creatures scamper in the darkness as a sound of a snakes hiss fills the air. Light is soon seen, from what appears to be a torch carried by a rather burly looking man dressed in shimmering armor with a strange symbol on the front of his chest. His long golden locks fall down his back and the sword in his main hand reflects the light from the torch. A slender figure falls in behind him carrying a staff with a glistening jewel on top of it, but his eyes scan the area as if in search of something, or looking out for the danger that could be around any corner. Two more strange looking characters followed them through the dimly lit tunnel, until the entered a massive room that seemed to light on it's own. This was the chamber of the evil Queen that had once ruled the sands of a place known as Gungeia. The sound of laughter is soon heard and two bright blue eyes appear.

Voice: RONALD WILLIAMS!!! I HAVE COME FOR THOU'S SOUL!!!

Voice 2: What in the hell is going on? Ronnie is that you?

The scene soon changes from the ancient temple to a dimly lit basement where we find four guys sitting around a table with pieces of paper spread out before them, and brightly colored different shaped dice were scattered about as well. A pilliar of black flames appears behind the table, and two bright red colored eyes appear from the darkness around them.

Ronnie: Holy crap!

Guy 1: How are you doing that Ronnie? Smoke machine or something?

Ronnie: If I was the one doing it, I wouldn't be freaking out!

Guy 2: Maybe it's a spell that I cast earlier come to life.

Guys 3: I doubt that very much Jason... These aren't real!

The black flames soon disappear leaving a figure in heavy black robes standing behind them. The figure extends a skeletal hand, and pulls back the hood, revealing Necra. She sighs, fixing a piece of hair that had fallen out of place, and looks around the room.

Jason: Holy shit... It's a woman!

Guy 4: How did she get in here?

Ronnie: I don't know, but I don't like what she said a few minutes ago Dave.

Necra moves around the table, trying not to touch them with the skeletal hand, and looks at each of them trying to figure out who she had to take.

Necra: Which one of you is Ronald Williams?

Ronnie: I- I – I am... Can I help you with something?

Necra: Yes I'm here to take your soul, so if you don't mind...

Ronnie: I'm going to die? Like when?

Necra: After you choke on a cheeto...

Dave: But he's not eating cheeto's...

Jason: Yeah that's my fault... I forgot to get them so I had to get doritios instead...And Jeremy picked up the mountain dew.

Necra sighs and shakes her head. This wasn't going to be as easy as she had first thought it would be. She leans against the wall, as her eyes go back to their normal dark color.

Necra: Whatever! Now are you going to come quietly or do I have to make you choke on the next chip that you put in your mouth?

Jeremy: How do you to collect souls all over the world? I mean people die like every minute of every day.

Necra: I'm not Santa Clause boy... There is more then one Reaper!

Dave: Cool. Wait you can't take Ronnie.

Necra: And why not?

Jason: He's our DM. If he's not here then who's going to run the rest  of the campaign?

Jeremy: Yeah, we're just like a thousand under of leveling to level 15...

Necra: I don't care if you are going to fight a giant dragon... I have to take him with me now!

Ronnie: Actually we did that already.

Necra takes a deep breath, knowing that she could kill them all with one touch of her hand, and end the torment that she was going through. She closes her eyes and rubs her temples, not letting them see the stress that she was under.

Jason: So where's Ronnie going? Or do you know?

Necra: That's not for me to decide. He waits until they call him, and then it is decided. I answer neither to God or Satan.

Dave: So who do you answer to?

Necra: I answer to a very cranky, very old ferryman.

They look at her with wide eyes, wanting to know more, but she was running out time, and still had a  lot to do before her match in just two weeks time.[/COLOR]

Ronnie: So the legends are true then? The whole River of Styx and everything?

Necra: Of course it's true. Where do you think they got the idea for that damn Disney Movie?

Jeremy: Can you excuse us for a moment?

Necra: Sure.. Just don't be to long. Say your goodbyes so I can get a move on.

The guys form a huddle and Necra sighs looking around the basement. Seeing a bookshelf full of “Pathfinder and D&D” books. She was treading in a place where she didn't belong. Geeks were something that she knew very little about, but soon it wouldn't matter. They would be long gone, and she could focus on what she needed to. The huddle soon breaks, and they sit back down at the table.

Jason: We have decided you cannot take Ronnie.

Necra: Really? And what makes you so sure you can stop me?

Jeremy: You are death right?

Necra: Yes. What are you getting at boy?

Ronnie: In the movie the Seventh Seal the guy challenged Death to a game...

Necra couldn't help but laugh. They stare at her, as she smiles folding her arms in front of her.

Necra: Are you serious? That was a movie... We don't have to follow any stupid rule like that!

Dave: Are you sure? Can you check?

Necra sighs as a slim black tablet appears in her hands. She moves through a couple of screens and stops. She reads over the page and sighs, looking up at them. The tablet disappears once again, and she leans against the table.

Necra: What do you know... You were right. I have to talk to Charon about that... So what do you have in mind? Just know if I win, I get your soul, and if I lose... You get to live...

Dave: How about Munchkin?

Necra: What kin?

Jeremy: It's a card game. Real easy to learn. C'mon.

Necra: Fine... I'll play your game. Now what do I have do?

The guys show her what to do and soon the game begins. The five of them sit around the table playing a strange game of skill, backstabing, and looting. It soon comes down to the last round, and Necra had everything wrapped up. All she needed was one more level, and she would be leaving the soul that she had come to collect. She flips over a card that read:

”Level 1 Itsy Bitsy Spider.

She couldn't help but smile. She had enough stuff going into the fight. She had the hand won, and the soul would be hers.

Necra: If no one has anything to throw down, I win... Going once... Going twice...

Dave: Wait a second... It's a Monster Mash!

With that the other three toss out monsters and Necra's smile fades as she starts to add up everything in her head. She sighs knowing that she only needed a few points, but no one was willing to help knowing what was at stake.

Jason: You can run...

Necra sighs, taking a small cube shaped die into her hand, and tosses it. Three sixes come up and she smiles knowing all that she had to do was roll one more, and she would be safe at least for another round. She tosses it, and holds her breath, and it comes up on a four. She lets out a scream as the guys high five each other.

Ronnie: You lose and I live!

Necra gets up from where she sits, and turns to leave, but turns back just as quick, and was in front of Ronnie with almost superhuman speed.

Necra: Just know that you have managed to cheat death this time, but next time you will not be so lucky. You have a reprieve for now Ronald Williams but I will be watching and waiting for the next time.

With that the lights flash off and on, then finally go off. When they come back on, Necra is gone, and a strange looking mark had been burned into the table. The four of them look at each other, but knew that they had managed to win, but for how long? The scene soon changes to a desolate location. The area was dimly lit with torches, and the sound of flowing water could be heard. We soon see Necra standing at the edge of a giant river. It seemed almost alive, but moved and swayed as it always had.

Necra: I am surprised that the only that has even spoken is my dear friend Joanne. I have always respected her, and with good reason. But you Mercedes... I thought you would be the first to tell the world why you deserve to have the Bombshell Roulette title once again. My it was a shock not to see your horrid face on the screen for once. But I have to agree with Joanne... You are backing the wrong horse... Or at least ass... The thing I wonder is who did you have to fuck behind closed doors to get into this match? I mean the last time I checked the only reason you were even in a big match was to get your hands on the Tag Titles, and yes you got them. Only to lose them once again... Who cares? I've had them, Joanne has had them... At this point who hasn't? You can claim that you have surpassed me in every way but once again you are wrong. I saw what you had to say on the show the other night and I wasn't impressed. Once again you have become a follower, and not a Mistress, like so you claim to be.

Necra smirks as she walks along the rivers edge. What appear to be faces, and the sounds of moans could be heard coming from the strange looking water. She backs up a bit, not getting to close in fear of losing her footing.

Necra: But me... Me I am the Mistress of all I see, here and above. I am what I say I am, and I have hundreds, if not thousands, hundreds of thousands of people that believe it to be so. I am a Goddess that has come to earth to mingle with the mortals, to see how they live, and to prove they truly are a worthless lot, with a few exceptions... Very few exceptions. You are one of the worthless that I speak of Mercedes because like always you wait and see what others do, before you act on your own. And you have proven that more and more lately by going with the crowd... Me... I do what I want. I answer to no one...

Voice: You still have to answer to me...

Necra turns and there standing at the bow of a small skiff was what appeared to be a skeleton dressed in a long black robe, with flames where it's eyes had once been. It's bony hands were wrapped around a long pole that was used to move the skiff through the strange water. This Charon, the Ferryman. Necra sighs, as she draws closer.

Necra: That's not what I meant... And you interrupted something.

Charon: Sorry... But you are still on the clock... Where have you been? And where's the soul?

Necra sighs, and kicks a little bit of dirt with her foot, as if she had been a child being scolded.

Necra: I was playing a game...

Charon: I see... But where's the soul?

Necra: He's still alive... They used that damn rule from the “Seventh Seal”. We really need to change that... I mean how many times have one of us had to let a soul go because of that?

Charon looks at her, and as he shakes his head, the sound of bone clicking against bone could be heard. He soon turns and the skiff starts to make it's way back through the water.

Charon: Next time come back with a soul... And a newspaper... I'm getting bored.

Necra starts back toward the path that would lead her back to a long flight of stairs. Her foot falls were silent on the ground beneath her as she tread through the Underworld, toward the world of the living once more.

Necra: As I was saying before I was interrupted... I answer to no living man. I am the Queen of my house, the living embodiment of evil that moves through the crowds of people that adore me. Tell me Mercedes who looks at you with such admiration? No one... Your fans are a joke, and just as pathetic as you. They claim that you are the best, but once again I will prove you are nothing like I always have said about you. Time and time again you try to stand against me, and yet you can't do it can you? You always fall short of reaching my pedestal, and knocking me down from it. This time won't be any different, and once again... I will walk away with MY title over my shoulder while you walk away with nothing.

She soon reaches a long staircase leading up. She sighs, knowing that it would take her a while to reach the top but that was nothing new. Time moved slower in the Underworld, and she had all the time in the world.

Necra: Natalie... Hmmmm... I don't think that I have even seen you in any major matches before. Humor me, who are you? I really mean it, I have never seen you in SCW until they made this card. You can't be that great if I have never noticed you before. Do you even work here, or are you just someone that they use to fill in matches when no one else is willing to face the loser they put you against? I don't know how you got into this match or even why they decided to use you as fresh meat in this match. Maybe they wanted to see blood flow, or maybe they wanted to try and appease their Goddess... I'm not sure what their reason is behind it, but just know that I will not even be focusing on a little wannabe such as yourself in such important match such as this. I'm going to watch my back of course, but you pose no real threat to someone such as me. I've stood in the middle of that ring, and taken the Bombshell Roulette Title from my opponents 4 times now. 4 times! Do you really think you even have what it takes to stop me? I know that you don't and that's what makes this so funny. You've been thrown into a match where no one is even going to see you as a threat, and you will bide your time until the three of us are weak, and can't stop you... But that's where you're wrong... You will be the first one to fall little girl.

Necra's smile was almost like that of a crocodile waiting for it's next meal. Her eyes glistened in the dim light as she made her way up the stairs, winding this way and that.

Necra: I know you're probably thinking that you're not scared of me, but you should be. I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty and I am not above making my opponent bleed just to get what I want. I have stood in the middle of an Egyptian Hell and tossed my opponent from the top onto the mat below breaking almost every bone in their body to get the win. I have had an opponent run over in a Monster truck match just to prove a point. I have had people sacrifice themselves just for my enjoyment! Wihat makes you think that I am afraid of you?! Prove to me that I am wrong, and you may get out of this match alive... If I let you.

As the camera pans to her face we can see in the dim light it looks as if it had become almost demonic in a way, but shifted back to normal just as quick. She continues the long way but soon sees a bit of the night sky above her.

Necra: Joanne I have always showed you respect, and you have done the same with me with the words that you have spoken. You have always been a dear friend to my uncle and have watched me grow up, and now the two of us will stand in the middle of the ring once again. It's been a while since the two of us have faced each other and I have to say that it will a joy to do so. I want this match to come down to you and I, because we are the only two that truly deserve to have this title. Mercedes and Natalie have no idea what it's like to be us. We have been champions, seen things that shouldn't exist but yet have. You have kissed the night, and the dead, and stood at our side when asked, as we have for you. In two weeks time when we meet I agree on one thing, and one thing only... This is business and nothing more. It will never be personal like it is with Mercedes and Natalie. But I will not hold back, because I know that you will not do so either. I don't want you to hold back. I want you to show me why you are called the Jersey Devil Diva, and prove to me that you are worthy enough to hold my title. Give me no reason to think you are a coward, but someone that can hold their own against me or anyone like me.

Necra reaches the top of the stairs, and comes out into a cave. There in the middle of the cave sat a strange looking pool with a greenish colored water. Necra moves to it, and removes the long robe that she wore. Her tanned skin glistened in the moonlight, that streamed from the opening in the top of the cave, as she slipped into the water. Steam rose from it, as if it were a hot spring in the middle of a cave that no one seemed to know about. She ducks under the water and comes up, with what one could swear younger looking skin. Necra pushes the long hair back from her face, and leans against the edge.[/COLOR]

Necra: You always did hold a special place in my uncle's heart and I can see why. You have the desire to become great and prove to the world that you are someone that needs to be feared, and respected, and I feel the same way. Both of us have a common goal in two weeks time and that is to get our hands on the piece of gold that I carry. I'm not going to let it go without a fight, and you know it. But I will not let it go that easy. If you want a fight then I will give it to you without hesitation. This will be a match that no one will forget, at least not that soon right? I will do whatever it takes to hold onto my title, and if that means I have to use anything I can get hands on then so be it. I will not rest, I will not stop until I have my hands on my title and on my shoulder right where it belongs once again. There will be tears, sweat and blood spilled in the middle of that ring, when we stand face to face, but it will not be my blood that will be spilled, but yours. I am no stranger to pain, and suffering and neither are you, but tell me Joanne how far will you go to get your hands on my title? I already know the answer and as always... It pleases me.

Necra leans back and stares up at the moon and the bright stars as they twinkled above her. A shooting star crosses in the sky, and she smiles.

Necra: Star light, star bright may I have the wish that I wish tonight...

With that the camera starts to move up toward the hole in the top of the cave, and focuses on the huge moon that hands in the sky, before the scene fades to black.

 Act 1: Love is Eternal

“Love is not written on paper, for paper can be erased. Nor is it etched on stone, for stone can be broken. But it is inscribed on a heart and there it shall remain forever.”
Unknown



The scene opens on the beautiful city of Las Vegas. The day was bright, and the sun hung high against the bright blue sky over the city once again. The strip was crowded with people as it usually was, and people moved by quickly taking in the sights around hem, and wandering off to find the next big thing. Across town, at San Martin Campus Hospital Bombshells and Superstars from the SCW were making the dreams of the kids come true with the help of the Children's Miracle Network. The camera goes to the interior of the wing where it was being held, and flashes from cameras filled the space. The kids smiled and squealed with delight at least those that could while others sat upon their beds smiling all the while. We soon see Necra with a little girl that was attached to an IV. Necra smiles and hands her a stuffed cat. The little throws her arms around Neca's neck, and wanders off with the cat in her arms.

Sara: That was a sweet gesture ma'am.

Necra: I know. I thought he would make someone else happy... And I was right.

Necra stands looking around the room, as she brings her hand up, and sees that it has started to turn into a pure white skeletal hand. Her eyes wide, as she looks around the room in hopes that it wasn't one of the kids. She moves to a quiet corner and a tablet appears before her from out of nowhere. She pulls up the list and lets out a sigh as it falls into her hands.

Sara: Is it one of the kids?

Necra: No. But it is someone in the hospital. I'll be back in a bit.

Necra makes her way over to Hot Stuff and speaks with him quickly and then disappears through the door and out into the hallway.

Necra: (Voice Over) I'm glad that the kids in there are having a good time. Most of them don't have a lot of time, while others will become healthy once again. Emma I know you want to give these kids a show that they will never forget or anyone else for that matter. I know that the title is up for grabs and neither one of us is willing to let it slip through our fingers. You see I know that you're going to fight to keep your title, and will do everything that you can to stop me, but it's not going to be enough. I'm going to bring that title back where it belongs.

Necra moves along the long hallways seemingly to go unnoticed by the people around her. Her long hair drapes over her back and doesn't seem to move, as if she were a ghost moving among the living. She reaches the elevator and steps inside as the doors start to close, and watch the numbers go up. The door opens, and she steps out not knowing where she was going, but something wasn't right on this floor.

Necra: (Voice Over)I know the two of us are friends but yet there will always be something in the way and that is the title. I am not going to hold back in this match, and you know what happened the last time I faced anyone for that title and walked away with it. I destroyed them, made them bleed and wish to whatever God they pray to that they would let the pain end, but it didn't, and I'm afraid I will have to do the same to you, just to get what I want. I know that you will do everything that you will to stop me, but it won't be enough to bring me down, not this time at least.

Necra continues to move along the hallways passing rooms with people that were sick, or waiting for their final moments. Necra could feel their souls calling to her, but it wasn't their time, and they weren't the ones that she was here for. She stops in her tracks and turns around, feeling something calling, almost beckoning to her from the other end.

Necra: (Voice Over) I know that you don't want me to get involved with your love life but I'm afraid I have to say something my dearest Emma. If Ben didn't admit that he was involved with those women what else isn't he telling you? I mean if I were you, I would look into whatever or whoever else he was involved with. After all I'm just looking out for you... That's why this whole title bout is so hard. One on hand we're friends, and I don't want to see you lose the title, but on the other hand... I will do whatever it takes to bring you down, and show the rest of the Bombshells I'm just as good as I always been. And if any of them want to step into the ring with me, then they better hope I have an off week. I mean look at what I did to Jessie a couple of weeks ago? I destroyed her and didn't even look back did I? Emma right now I have a lot of mixed emotions but the one that is coming out right now is the title will be mine no matter what.

Necra continues down the hallway looking in each room but sees more of the same.

Necra: (Voice Over)Emma I know that you are going to do everything that you can to stop me, but you and I both know what it's going to come down to right? A spin on that Roulette Wheel, and hopefully it'll be in my favor this time. You've been lucky so far and keeping that title in your hands, but I'm afraid your luck has run out this time around. You know that I'm not afraid to break bones, or to make my opponents bleed, and just because we're friends that's not going to stop me. I will try to hold back but I have a feeling I'm not going to be able to. I want that title so bad that I can taste the gold and feel the coolness of the metal in my hands once again.

Necra walks along the hallways and watches the nurses make their rounds for the hour, and head back to the nurses station waiting for someone to buzz for help or want something. Necra passes by a vase of flowers and they wilt as she does. She sighs knowing that her other half was starting to appear which meant she was close.

Necra: (Voice Over) Emma how long do you think you'll be able to stay in that ring with me? How long do you think you're going to last? How low will you sink to keep your title? Will you do everything that you can to stop me? Or will you finally let it go, and give me back what is rightfully mine? I've been without it long enough for now don't you think? Of course you wouldn't since you're the one I have to face to get it. It's time it came back to the Goddess of the Dead, and this time... This time I'm not going to let it go. By the end of this you will be beaten, broken, bruised, bloodied, and humiliated, and I will walk away with everything that I want once again. I am the Goddess of Death, The Queen of the Dead, the Lady in Black, The Reaper of Souls, The Gateway between Life and Death. Fear me! For when you look upon me you will see your death. See you soon Emma.

Aerith's Theme


Necra makes her way down the hallway passing nurses and stops in front of the rooms at the end of the hall. She looks in the door and sees an elderly man lying in the bed, attached to him, while an elderly lady sits by the bed holding his hand. Necra could feel his life slipping away as she looked at him, knowing it wouldn't be but just a few more minutes before he would slip away into a sleep that he would never wake up from. Necra walks into the room, and the woman looks up, seeing the shadow move across the floor.

Woman: Can I help you?

Necra: I'm here for your husband Misses Welsh. It's his time.

The elderly woman looks over at her husband as he opens his eyes.

Mrs Welsh: You? You're not what I thought you would be.

Necra: I get that a lot. But I am a reaper. He doesn't have long.

Mrs Welsh: I know. Do you have to take him?

Necra nods as she walks into the room a little more. Her clothes had changed from the short dress she wore into long flowing black robes with silver lining, and her eyes had started to change into the milky white pools instead of her deep brown eyes. The older woman is taken back by what she sees, but just holds her husbands hand a little tighter.

Mr. Welsh: It's all right. She's just here to see me.  The doctor's say I'm going to be just fine.

Necra: I wish it were only that sir. But your wife is right. I'm here to take you across to the other side, and to your just reward.

Mr. Welsh: I can't leave my wife. She needs me.

Necra: I'm sorry but it's your time. I know you love her and you want to stay, but I can't let you do that. You've already had one close call already. I was there that night you slipped to the other side.

Mrs Welsh: How come I didn't see you then?

Necra: I was only there for a moment, before he came back. But this time... This time it's for good I'm afraid.

His wife holds his hand tightly and starts to cry. Necra move closer to the bed on the other side, floating above the foot. She sits on the edge of the bed, and smiles softly.

Necra: I know this seems scary, and it means that he will not longer be here, but remember he will always be with you in spirit. You will never be alone.

Mr. Welsh: See? I will never leave you. Can she come with me?

She looks up at him with tears streaming down her cheeks. She still didn't believe the words that Necra had spoken, but few did when she came calling for their soul.

Necra: Her time isn't up yet or anywhere close to being up. But the day that she does, I will let you see her and help her to the gates that await.

Mr. Welsh: See my dearest I'll wait for you you, and when your time comes I'll be there. Now let me rest, and I will see you when I wake.

The elderly woman kisses him once more, as Necra gets up from where she sits, and waits for him to draw his last breath. He closes his eyes as a smile appears on his lips for one last time. The machines he was hooked to start to beep, and the nurses run into the room, as the elderly woman cries onto the bed beside her husband that was now gone. The camera pans over, and he stood there beside Necra looking down.

Mr. Welsh: That's it then?

Necra: Yes. It's that simple. You fell asleep and just didn't wake up. That's what the doctors will say at least. She'll be with you soon enough. You'll see. She's stronger then she looks, and she'll make it you'll see.

He smiles softly as they head for the door. They look back into the room, and one of the nurses pulls the sheet up over him, and the elderly woman sits staring with tears still streaming down her face, before a young woman walks in and hugs her, only to start sobbing. He sighs but turns away, and he and Necra start down the hallway, only to seem to fade into nothingness as the scene fades to black.

 Act 1: Same Old Challenge

"Life is a song - sing it. Life is a game - play it. Life is a challenge - meet it. Life is a dream - realize it. Life is a sacrifice - offer it. Life is love - enjoy it."
Sai Baba




The Day the World Died


The scene opens on the vast desert of Death Valley. The sun was high in the sky, and the vultures were circling around something that has met it's fate within the desert heat. The camera pans over a strange looking sight. It was what was left of an old mining town. The ground was covered in sage brush. A wind blew casting dust into the air, and tumble weeds to roll along the ground. This had once been a town filled with life and people, before the gold had dried up, and there was no reason to stay. A few graves still remained, along with with now falling buildings, and the entrance to one of the many mines that had sprung up in the town. We soon see a lone figure moving through the sage brush, dressed in a long trench coat, and a wide brimmed hat. They move in silence toward what is left of the town, and stops when they reach what could have been the center of town at one time. The figure lifts their head from under the hat, and we see Necra. Her long hair was pulled back from her face, and tied up in a long silver ribbon. She moves in silence as if in search of something. She soon turns towards a small graveyard that was off to the side.

Necra: The town of Skidoo was once full of life, and excitement. But now nothing is left, except the ghosts that linger here. Like every other town like this they had murders over claims, over women, and over money. Others passed away from natural causes but yet they still cannot rest. I think that is why I was drawn to this place. They are unsettled and need release. But there is something more here.

Necra continues to walk on and looks off into the distance. A figure stood on top of the hill, staring down at her. The long hair billowed in a wind that had picked up, and Necra shivered. Nothing disturbed her or scared her, but this figure had a strange presence about them. Necra turns from them and continues to walk through what was left of the town, and stops at the fenced in graveyard. Only a few stones actually still remained standing. Others had fallen with time, and broke away from their settings. She turns back to see if the figure was still there, but it was gone just as quickly as it had appeared. She shakes her head, and opens the old gate, and walks among the few headstones.

Necra: This week I'm facing someone that I have faced time and time again. Jessie Salco. I don't know why they keep throwing you into the ring with me Jessie, we already know what the outcome is going to be don't we?  We all know how this match is going to end, so why don't you just stay out of the ring, and forget about the match? You claim your scared of me, but every time that I look at you the fear is there deep within you. You don't have to show it, I already know. I can read people, and you pretend not to be not afraid but you are.  No matter how many chances you get to stand before me you will never win against me.

She smiles to herself, but it fades as she hears movement from somewhere behind her. She turns and sees an older looking man dressed in the turn of the century clothes, with a brim hat upon his head. Necra looks at him but didn't get the same feeling off of him that she had gotten from that figure. She smiles softly as he bows slightly removing the hat that he wore.

Necra: Can I help you?

Man: I reckon you can ma'am. They said you're the one we've been waiting for.

Necra: Really? Who told you that?

Man: The people in town ma'am. They said the Angel has come, so we can be set free.

Necra: I see. Then I shall do what needs to be done for you and your...

As Necra turns around, her eyes get wide. The town had been restored to what it had been in early 20th century. She couldn't believe what she was seeing, but then again there were things in the world even she couldn't explain. The man leads her back into the town, and yet something still didn't feel right. She could feel the eyes once again. It wasn't from the ghostly townsfolk that had watched her walk in, but something different, colder, and a lot older. She shivers slightly and continues to walk on, and stands in the middle of the street. Her eyes starts to glow bright blue and she is soon floating above the ground. A flash of light fills the space, and soon Necra is on the ground. She slowly sits up, and once again everything is normal, and it is quiet once again. Her head still spun from the power that she had put out, and it would take a while to gain it back, but it was well worth it. The people would be at peace and the land would be cleansed.

Necra: Jessie you really think you can stand against me? How many times have we met in the middle of the ring, and you've walked away with nothing? Just give up, and don't make a fool out of yourself any longer. Go after someone that you can beat, and try to make a name for yourself. I've already shown that you are no match for me. I've held almost every title since I've been here, and yet you keep trying to take me down. Why? Do you need to prove something to yourself or are you just a glutton for punishment? Whatever the reason is I'm sure it won't matter by the time I'm done with you. I'm not going to hold back on you, and I will do whatever it takes to win this match like I always do. Jessie no matter how many people you have on your side you will never take me down. You're a loser and always will be when it comes to me. You can try and try over and over again to beat me, but you will always fail.

Necra finally manages to get to her feet, and she starts heading back toward the main road.

Necra: No matter how confident you think you are when you step into that ring with me Jessie you always fail and this time won't be any different for you. I will walk away with the win once again, leaving you in the middle of the ring, wondering where you went wrong. I will do whatever it takes to stop you. If I have to break every bone in your body just to stop you then I will. If I have to make you spill every last drop of blood then I will. If I have to bring you to the edge of death, then I will. I will not stop until that bell sounds, and even then I might not. If nothing else, I'm thorough.

She reaches the main stretch of road, and it was deserted. No sign of life for miles. She sighs and starts walking back int he direction that she had come from earlier. Death Valley was a beautiful place, except in the heat of the hot mid day sun.

Necra:  Jessie Sunday night will be your undoing. You will finally understand why I am the best at what I do. Hopefully this will be the last time that we ever meet in the middle of the ring but I doubt that very much. But this time won't be any different then the last dozen or so times that we have met. You will walk away with nothing, while I walk away with everything including your dignity. I am the Goddess of Death, the Queen of the Dead, the Reaper of Souls, The Lady in Black, and the Guide to Souls; fear me! For when you look upon me you will see your death. See you soon Jessie.

Necra smiles to herself, as she starts down the road once again, and hears an engine in the distance. The noise comes closer and we soon see a massive truck coming toward her. She smiles as she hears "Highway to Hell" blaring over the radio. The truck soon appears and it's Ex in his monster truck. He stops and gets out. He opens the door, and lifts Necra into the truck. She removes the wide brimmed hat, as hhis way around the front and gets back in. He revs it and soon they are taking off down the long stretch of empty road as the scene fades to black.