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: 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: 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: 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.

 Act 1: The Land of the Gods

"O you Sole One who shine in the moon, O you Sole One who glow in the sun, may I go forth from among those multitudes of yours who are outside, may those who are in the sunshine release her, may the Netherworld be opened to her when she goes out into the day in order to do what she wishes on earth among the living."
Spell 2 - Book of the Dead



The scene opens on the beautiful city of Cairo. The night sky was filled with stars, and the moon hung low in the sky glowing brightly against the pyramids and the Sphinx that protected them. Lights were cast upon the pyramids putting on a show for the tourists that walked around the grounds earlier that day taking in the ancient sites that remained. The gates on the pyramid had been closed for another night, but yet something or someone still lurked within the chambers behind the walls of stone. The camerae moves past the gate that had been opened ever so slightly and into the now darkened chamber that spread out before it. The pillars were donned with the stories of the great Pharaoh Khufu, and his victories as well as his family life. The floors were polished marble but yet dust lingered from where the tourists had been earlier that day. There is no sound coming from anywhere around the camera but soon a shadow is seen moving along the walls, and the camera jerks around violently as we see it turn around and there stood Necra.

Necra: You found me... I'm surprised... This is a very sacred place, and only a handful of people had ever seen it before it was opened by those that wanted to steal the precious treasures deep within side. That was long before tourists started to make their way into this place to disturb those that rest deep within.

Camera Man: So what are you doing here? I thought it was closed?

Necra laughs, as she starts toward a long hallway that seemed to stretch on for a long way, with the camera man following behind her.

Necra: To tourists yes... But to me... Hardly. I can come here when I want. It is a place of power, and one that I have always drawn from. However you should be outside. They don't like mortals here after dark.

The camera man looks around, and lets out a nervous laugh.

Camera Man: Who?

Necra: Those that reside within. They are coming back to their ba's, to rest for another night. If I were you I would get out of here before the come for you.

With that the camera man drops the hand held camera and runs off back down the long tunnel that would lead him back out into the night. Necra couldn't help but laugh, as she picked up the camera holding it just a little ways from her face.

Necra: Egypt, the place where my mother ruled over 2000 years ago. It's funny really. She was the last true Pharaoh of the time, while I am the last true Goddess in the world. The people of Cairo are in for a match that no one will ever forget. I am one of 11 women that have been thrown into this match for a chance at the Roulette title once again. I let the Bombshell title slip through my fingers, but not for long. I will have it one day, but not just yet. There are 4 of you in this match that I have never faced before, and if you've been put into something like this, then you must be worth something... But then again... More than likely not. You other 6 I have faced time and time again, and have won and lost to you, but more win, than loss. I don't even really know where to begin... 10 opponents and so little time don't you think? I mean I don't want to say the same thing 10 times over do I?

She smiles before she turns the camera around, and looks at one of the walls that stretched up to where it no longer be seen. The camera is soon brought back down to level, and focuses on one of the walls that had been carved out with hieroglyphics, before it is turned once more.

Necra: To those that I have faced before you know what you are in for, but I always like to remind you that I really am better then you at any given time before I even step into the middle of the ring don't I? Mercedes, Traci, Emma, Lizzie, Jessie, and Karina I have stood in the middle of the ring with you time and time again, and yet you still have to learn the lesson that I've tried to beat into you. You've managed to escape me for a little while, but now you are being thrown to the lioness once again. This match is of vast importance, because only one of us will face Amy in the end of it all. All you have weaknesses and openings that make you an easy target to me. I wait until I see it and then I take the chance attacking you only to bring you down another peg as I rise to the top once more. Gold has always looked good on me, and this week it will be no different. When all is said and done and my hand is raised in the end of this match I will look down upon you and laugh. The Goddess will always rise above the mortals that try to subdue her no matter what is at stake.

Necra soon reaches a dimly lit room where a sarcophagus sat under glass. She points the camera down at it, and the camera seems to go a bit fuzzy before it soon goes back to normal, as it's brought up once again.

Necra: There is a reason that my family is feared and has been for millennia. We are Gods in mortal frames, but we can emerge when we are called or needed by those around us. My mother, and father have been Champions before me, and now I have taken after them time and time again... Amy will be my next target when I win this match over the 10 of you. No, I won't just win this match, but I will destroy all of you and when you hit the mat you will wonder where you went wrong, only to realize that you have someone that is better than you, and always will be better then you. I'm not afraid of any of you, but you should be afraid of me. You never know where I will turn up, or what words I will whisper into your ear from the shadows. Remember death is everywhere, and I am always watching.

Her eyes seem to go into deep black holes in her skull as the camera goes fuzzy once again. It soon comes back to normal and Necra has it turned away from her once again, as she follows the path until she reaches another giant chamber that was done just like the entrance way, except with a large altar against one wall with a giant statue of Osiris above it. The camera comes to a rest on the altar as Necra comes back into view a little ways from it.

Necra: Now as for Veronica, Becky, Electra, and Cynthia I don't care how you got into a match like this, but your lives have been forfeit! When they put you into this match they thought you could handle something as important as this, but you can't and you know it. This is your big chance at making a name for yourself isn't it? The only name that you're making for yourself is the one that is going to be put upon a tombstone by the time this is all over and done with. You are nothing but fodder in this match, and hopeful that you can just make it through so you can try to get what you really want, but there is one obstacle... And it's me.

Necra paces back and forth, not really looking at the camera. Her skin had started to glow, slightly from the dim light that was being cast from the lights that sat along the altar.

Necra: This match is going to be one for the ages, but only one of us will be walking away worthy enough to get their shot at the Roulette title. The one that's going to be walking away from all of this is me. I'm not holding back on any of you, nor will I stop when the bell sounds. I'm through playing games with the other little girls that think they can beat me, and push me to the ground. I've had the Roulette three times, along with Tag Titles, and that's just since I've been in the SCW. I've been a champion in other companies by my own right and Sunday night it won't change. There is no way to escape your fates, for the stones have been cast, and soon the old crones will cut the strings of fate, and you will be mine no matter what you do to try and stop me. This is my night to shine, and no one is going to stop me. By the end of this, all of you will broken, bloodied, battered, and bruised, as I stand victorious once again.

Necra leans against one of the giant pillars and smiles looking at the camera with her eyes filling with blue light. They stop glowing and she draws closer to the camera once again.

Necra: As for you Amy, this fight is far from over. You are my main goal, and I plan on reaching it no matter how many others I have to take out just to get you. We've done this dance before haven't we? And both of us have won and lost against the other, but not this time. In the end of this I will be walking away with the Roulette Title once again, leaving you on the mat with nothing just like the 10 others that I will face earlier that night. I know you'll be ready for me, because I'll be worn out from the earlier match... Or so you think. I will be ready to face you no matter what I have to do. If I have to shed your blood in the middle of that ring, just to stop you I will. If I have to break bones Amy I will. If I call upon the Demons of Hell to carry your soul away then I will! If I have to call upon the powers that be, then I shall! There is nothing that I will not do to win. But tell me... How far will you go to win this match? How low will you sink to keep me from getting the Roulette title once again? Will you stop me? Or will you just roll over and let me walk away with it knowing that you could have stopped me?

Necra grabs the camera up once again, and runs her hand along the basalt altar. The sound of voices could be heard coming from somewhere deep within the pyramid, as she walked along the altar.

Necra: This is the land of my mother, and I will not lose. It will not let a child of the Gods lose here. This is my home just as much as the island is. I feel the power surging underneath the ground filling every inch of me. The ancestors speak, and cry out in praises to the Goddess that has come back to them. I will not let them down. When the night is over, I will walk away with everything that I want, and there is NOTHING that any of you can do to stop me. I'm not afraid of any of you, but you should fall down on your knees in fear when I walk by you or into the ring with you. I am death, and I'm not forgiving, nor merciful. I do not listen to the pleas of those that fall before me, nor do I cry when their blood is shed upon the ground. I am the Goddess of death, Queen of the Dead, the Black Lady, the Reaper of souls, the shadows that move along the walls... Fear me, for when you look upon me you will see your fate... See you soon ladies.

As Necra moves along one of the walls, it starts to slide open scraping along the floor. We soon see Stacy and Sara walking out from the door with bright light coming from behind them.

Stacy: Are you ready my Goddess?

Necra: I am... I just hope our guest of honor is.

Sara: She has been washed, and purified my Goddess. She is ready for the next world.

Necra: Good. Now lets go and send her to her reward.

The three of them walk back through the door, but it opens once again. Necra smiles and sets the camera down onto the floor and closes the door once again, as the scene starts to fade out. The sound of something shambling along the floor could be heard drawing closer to the camera. The sound stops and the camera is lifted up, and what is seen is horrific. A creature that had long since dead, wrapped in decaying wrappings, and missing an eye screams at the camera as the scene starts to go fuzzy once again, before fading out to black.

 Act 1: Crossing over

"O Ferryman, bring me this which was brought to Horus on account of his Eye and which was brought to Seth on account of his testicles; there leaps up the Eye of Horus which fell in the eastern side of the sky so that it may protect itself from Seth. O Mahaf, as you are provided with life, awaken Aqen for me, for see I have come."
Spell 99 Book of the Dead



The scene opens on the beautiful city of San Fransisco. A heavy fog drifted in from the harbor covering the Golden Gate Bridge and the lower portion of the city. The brightly colored houses were lined perfectly on the hills, as the streets wound around and around running up high hills and going into steep drops. The street cars moved through the city with a few people aboard heading off to their jobs, or their daily routines. The parks were full of life, with green grass and colorful flowers gently swaying in the wind that moved around them. The camera passes over the streets of the city that had yet to really come to life for the day, and stops at the Saint Francis Hospital. It was full of life, with an ambulance coming into the emergency room. The camera moves up to one of the private rooms on the higher floors. The sound of a steady beeping could be heard, as a small group of people stood around a bed, where a young man was lying attached to machines that filled his bedside. An older man in a Doctor's coat walks into the room, and checks the charts before leaving the room once again. The family members sob silently as a figure appears by the young man's bedside. The young man looks over and there sat Necra with an Ipad in her hands, playing Angry Birds Star Wars edition. Necra looks over and smiles before going back to the game.

Young Man: Who are you?

Necra looks up once again, before she sends another bird flying across the screen.

Necra: I'm sorry... Just go on about your business...

Young Man: Are you waiting for me to die?

Necra: Yes. I have a few minutes so if you could hurry it along please...

Young Man: You don't act like death.

Necra: How do you think Death should act then Jonathan?

Jonathan: I always figured you would be a giant skeleton or something with a long black robe, and a giant scythe, riding a pale horse to claim my soul.

Necra laughs and shakes her head. Death had always been portrayed as a giant skeleton with glowing red eyes and a very evil looking creature, but Necra knew the truth. Death looked just like everyone else, and she had found it easier to deal with people when she looked normal to take their souls to where they needed to go.

Necra: I can't believe you really believe all of those stupid stereotypes. We are as normal as you are, except we have the power over life and death.

Jonathan: So I'm the only one that can see you?

Necra: That's right. You are the only one that can see me, and hear me. I'm speaking to you in your mind so they won't think you've lost your mind on top of it.

Jonathan: So... How long do I have?

Necra: Just a few minutes actually. Your heart is starting to slow down, and your brain is slowly losing oxygen. It's a painful way to die...

Necra sends another bird flying across the screen, but it sores over the top, and she sighs. She shakes the Ipad before trying again.

Necra: Gods I hate this game! But I can't stop playing it!

Jonathan: So this is what Death does when they wait for people to die?

Necra: Not always... Most times I sit and chat with them before we leave, or just enjoy the quietness of the surroundings we are in. Death isn't evil like people think... We are a necessity in life. If death didn't exist there would be no life, and if there was no life, then death wouldn't exist.

He looks at Necra with a soft smile and the sound of the machines beeping a little faster, and louder as Jonathan's eyes start to flutter. Necra looks over at him, and turns the Ipad off before it disappears into thin air. Necra gets to her feet, as the doctors rush into the room making the family leave, as they try to bring him back. Necra leans against the windowsill watching them trying in vain, smiling all the while.

Necra: It won't be long now...

The doctors continue to work on him, but soon the machine sounds a long beep and they stop working on the young man, and call it. The doctor walks out into the hallway to tell the family, as loud cries and sobs could be heard coming from behind the door. Jonathan looks down at his body that was now covered by a white sheet, and feels Necra's hand on his shoulder.

Jonathan: I thought it would be a lot harder to let go.

Necra: Trust me it's not hard to die. Now if you're ready to go we can be on our way.

Jonathan: I guess so. I mean there's nothing left for me here is there?

Necra: Not at all. There is nothing left on this plane of existence for you now. You are in the hands of the Gods now.

Jonathan: So where do I go?

Necra: That all depends on what you believe. If you believed in God and have been a good person forgiven of your sins you'll go up... But if you have sins that haven't been forgiven... I think you know where you'll go. If you don't believe in anything, then you'll be waiting for a long time on the shore of the River Styx.

The young man goes silent, and Necra knew then where he would go. The two of them walk through the long hallway passing by his grieving family and seem to fade into nothingness, as the scene fades to black.

The scene soon reopens on the beautiful little town of Oasis. The moon was shinning brightly above the now inhabited town, and cast it's beautiful glow to the earth below. The stars shimmered brightly over head, casting the light against the midnight blue sky. Most of the buildings were lit from top to bottom, while others were still dark. The main house was lit from top to bottom, and there was little movement but as the camera moved further down the long road lights were lit and a very old van sat outside. The sounds of muffled screams could be heard coming from inside, along with the sound of electric tools of some sort. The camera moves into the small cabin where we find Necra and Sothren standing over a young woman with long blond hair tied to a very old dentist chair.

Necra: I can't believe that Gothika didn't even have the nerve to come out and face me!

Soth: Just goes to show you that she fears you.

Necra: I hope she does, because I don't fear her at all. I want that title, but she has to give me an answer.

Necra drags a silver scalpel across the young woman's lower arm. Blood starts to come to the surface  but only a little bit, causing the woman to scream under the gag she had around her mouth. Her eyes were wide and she tries to struggle against them but it was no avail.

Soth: If she doesn't go to Ward... I'm sure he'll give you what you want dearest. What do you think?

He looks down at the young woman who has tears streaming down her face. She shakes her head and Sothren just sighs.

Necra: Maybe you're right... But I want to get my hands on that title, and show them all why I am the most dominant Bombshell in the SCW. But no this week they have me facing Mercedes for the Roulette Bombshell title... Again. This will be the third time that I've had the title... I want so much more!

Necra stabs the girl in the arm with the scalpel, and the blood runs down her arm and slides between her fingers, as the young woman tries to scream once again.

Soth: You're starting to sound like your uncle. He has his eyes set on a title once again in the IWF, and he's already caused chaos just to get a shot.

Necra: It doesn't surprise me. As for me sounding like him, there is a reason for that. He always taught me if you want something... TAKE IT!

Her eyes glow red for a second, and then go back to their normal color, as she looks at the young woman's deep blue eyes. Necra smiles as she removes the scalpel from her arm, and starts to move toward her face.

Necra: I like her eyes... I want them.

Soth: Then take them my dear...

A strange sounding growl comes from her throat as the camera focuses on the shadow on the wall as blood splatters across the back wall and the last sound that is heard is the gurgling of blood from the young woman that was trapped. The camera soon focuses back on the young woman that now had shards of glass in the empty sockets that once held her deep blue eyes. It sparkled in the bright light, among the blood that was splattered everywhere. Necra sits on one side of her, as Sothren sits on the other stitching her up, to create another piece of “art”.

Necra: Such a shame she died so easily.

Soth: I know. The one I had last night lasted at least a few hours before she gave up.

Necra: I think I'm going to go and get cleaned up. I need to get some rest before I start my training for my match against Mercedes on Sunday night.

Soth: Then you go ahead my dear and get some rest. I think I'll finish up with this one and then head back into the city.

Necra hugs him, and heads out into the night. The long stained toga that she wore dragged behind her in the dirt road, but she didn't care. The blood had stained it badly and would have to be bleached anyway. The wind moved around her, and the cool night air felt good against her olive colored skin. Her dark eyes adjusted to the night, and the light from the town were shinning brightly against the night. Sets of eyes watched her as she moved along the road, but soon disappeared into the night as quick as they had come.

Necra: Mercedes once again we will still stand in the middle of the ring, and stand face to face. How many times do you and I have to do this little dance before one of us falls to the mat? Mercedes I've held this title at least twice before and when I take it from you I will hold onto it as long as I can, and not let go until I can get my hands on the thing that I want more than anything.

Necra continues down the long road, feeling the cool night air move around her. A shooting star moved across the sky, and she closes her eyes making a wish as it passed by.

Necra: Star light star bright, I wish to have the wish I wish tonight. I want the Roulette Bombshell title in my hands before I get the Bombshell Title, and the head of Mercedes at my feet.

Necra smirks as she starts to walk along the road once again, feeling the rocks under her feet, as she did.

Necra: Mercedes, I figured you would be smart about this whole situation and just walk away from this considering what happened the last time that we met. You tried to beat me and yet you failed just like you will once again on Sunday night. I've fought you time and time again and yet you still haven't learned your place have you? You are nothing more than Spanish trash, but me... I am perfection among the rift raft.

Necra's eyes shift to a red color before going to a bright blue and then back to their normal color as she walks along.

Necra: By the time this match is over Mercedes you will wish that I just ended you instead of what I have planned for you. This will be the last time that you and I shall meet in the middle of the ring, and I want to make sure that it is match that no one will ever forget. The Roulette wheel has always been in my favor and this time won't be any different. I will end your career Mercedes like I've done with so many before you.

Necra steps into one of the moonbeams that had fallen to earth, and her skin seemed to glow an eerie  blue color as she walked along.

Necra: I know you're thinking that I'm underestimating you Mercedes and what you can do in the middle of the ring, but I already know what you can do, and know your weaknesses, and how to get to you during our match. We've faced each other enough times that I know how to take you down. When all is said and done Mercedes you will be battered, beaten, broken, bruised and bloodied. Bones will be broken, minds will be shattered, while careers and lives end. I am the Goddess of Death, the Queen of the Dead, the Lady in Black, the Reaper of Souls, the Child of Lust and Murder fear me! For when you look upon me you will see your death. See you soon Mercedes. Oh and good luck this week... You're going to need it.

Necra laughs as the wind picks up. Her long black hair blows in the wind covering her face as it does. All that can be seen is a pair of deep glowing red eyes, as the scene fades to black.

 Act 1: The Devil you know is always better then the Devil you don't.

"O you Sole One who shine in the moon, O you Sole One who glow in the sun, may I go forth from among those multitudes of yours who are outside, may those those who are in the sunshine release him, may the Netherworld be opened to him when I go out into the day in order to do what he wishes on earth among the living."
Spell 2 - Book of the Dead



The scene opens on a darkened park. The night was cloudy and the moon's face was hidden behind the ever moving clouds. The lights that lined the pathways seemed to be covered in a never ending fog, while the crickets songs were still. It was as if something dark and cold surrounded the park, not letting a shred of light break through. Red eyes appear and disappear in the night as low growls could be heard faintly on the wind that moved the leaves through the trees. We soon see a lone figure moving through the night, wearing a long black trench coat with gold weaved through it, with the collar pulled up blocking out the cold desert wind. As the camera focuses in we see it's Necra moving along the darkened path as if her eyes had adjusted to the darkness around her. She looks around her, knowing that the eyes were upon her, but the growls had stopped, and instead whispers could be heard. Necra continues on, until she reaches the playground. A swing set sat by itself toward the back of the playground, but there on the swing sat what appeared to be a little boy. Necra sighs, and shakes her head knowing the truth behind the child.

Necra: You can't fool me. I know what you are.

The child laughs and suddenly changes into a small demon with pure black bat like wings. It growls at Necra knowing what she was and the power that she had over the depths of the Underworld. The creature bows to her, and doesn't met her glance.

Demon: Lady of the Dead we didn't expect to see you here within our domain.

Necra: I doubt that. You've been watching me since I arrived in the city. Have you forgotten what I am?

Demon: Of course not mistress. We could sense a presence when they stepped upon the ground. Whoever it was we wanted to speak to them about widening our borders.

Necra: You thought it was HIM didn't you? You have the wrong Du Lac. My father is here and not my dearest uncle!

Necra looks at the creature that was before her knowing what it was asking of her. She had power enough to do whatever she wanted, but even a Goddess had to abide by the rules of the power.

Necra: You know that I can't do that. You're not even allowed on earth. So why are you here?

Demon: The lure of Las Vegas was to great for us. But we are stuck here by the barriers that had been set by those that have come before the world was made. Let us out, and we will give you full credit for it mistress.

Necra: Forget it. I will not break the seal. I would rather send you all back to the depths before doing something like that. I'm not stupid!

The creature growls and leaps at her. She side steps as she spots more red eyes starting to appear around her. It had been a trap, and she walked into it. They soon circle her, and her eyes start to glow a bright blue. The creatures cower around her as cloud like wings appear on her back, with the curved bull horns appearing. One demon tries to jump at her, only to set ablaze in a blue light, and turning into dust before disappearing into nothingness. The other demons are taken back by this and disappear in puffs of sulfur leaving Necra alone once more. With a bright flash of light Necra is back to her normal self and on the ground. It felt cold to the touch, and the lights that lined the pathways could be seen brightly, and the sky had become clear once again. Whatever hold the creatures had on the park was now gone, and she was in a weakened state. She makes it to her knees, as two shadows start to move toward her. One was rather large and moving quickly while the other was smaller and the clicking of heels could be heard against the concrete.

Voice One: I told you she would be here. Lets get her back to the hotel.

Voice Two: Why in the hell did she come here?

Voice One: I'm not sure, but she won't in any shape to tell us for a while. Come on.

As the camera moves we soon see Ex and Sara moving toward her. Necra had tried to make it to her feet, only to fall once again and finally pass out from the power she had drained. Ex picks her up and slings her over his massive shoulder, as Sara looks around in hopes of finding something to figure out what happened. Sara sighs, and puts a hand to Necra's forehead. Her temperature was normal but she was a bit paler then she normally was. They soon head back to the car that was waiting for them and disappear into the night as the scene fades to black.

Act 2: A New Beginning



The scene opens on one the suites at Harrah's Hotel and Casino. The room was dimly lit with what appeared to candles on the tables and around the bed. We soon see Necra lying there on the king size bed, still lost in a deep slumber. Stacy stands in the doorway looking at her, as Sothren moves toward the bed. He had seen this more than once, even with Cleo it had been hard to see. The power they both channeled could kill them if they weren't careful, but that was the price of being a vessel for the Goddesses.

Ex: Don't worry, she'll snap out of it soon. She always does.

Soth: What in the hell was she out there for? I thought you two were with her?

Sara: We were but she disappeared. I figured Charin had a job for her.

Sothren sighs, as Necra starts to stir. Her eyes flutter open and she looks around, and sits up slowly.

Necra: What happened?

Soth: I was hoping you could tell us. Ex and Sara found you in some park.

As Necra looks at them it all came flooding back in a wave. She had encountered demons, and sent them back to the depths from which they had come. She leans against the headboard and sighs closing her eyes.

Stacy: You're lucky you're still here. When they brought you in, you were drained very badly. What did you do?

Necra: I sent a few demons back to hell. My other half screamed when I did. She was trying to claw her way out.

Soth: Anyone we know?

Necra: No. They were just shadows and lesser. They wanted out of their little domain and I told them no. They attacked, and I tapped into my power... Boy did I tap into it.

Stacy: How many times have I told you to be careful? Your match is just a few days away and yet you insist on doing things like that. Rest for now. Any calls, meetings, interviews, or photo shoots will have to wait until you feel like yourself again. Do I make myself clear?

Necra: Yes Stacy.

Stacy turns and leaves the room, as Ex comes in and kisses Necra before heading out. Sothren kisses her on the forehead and leaves the room, closing the double doors behind him. Necra gets out of the bed, and sways a bit on her feet as she heads for the balcony doors. She opens them and the night air moves around her. She shivers slightly as she leans against the railing looking down at the city below. It was teeming with life, and yet no one noticed her as she watched. The lights were bright and filled the night sky, even as the stars sparkled against the midnight black.

Necra: After the last few weeks it's nice to come back to the SCW refreshed and ready to kick some ass in the middle of that ring once again. This week I'll have the joy of facing someone that I have faced numerous times and always managed to come out on top over. Jessie haven't you learned your lesson yet? I mean how many times do you have to step into the middle of that ring and have your ass handed to you? Do you enjoy being destroyed? Or is it because you enjoy bowing down to me? No matter how many times that we have faced off you don't seem to understand that I am and always will be your superior. You see I know that you've trained with some of the best and yet that's not enough is it? I've trained with the best in the world, and I've already seen three titles since I've been in the SCW and there is no other way for me to go but up, while I leave you in the middle of the ring battered, broken, bruised and bloodied wondering where you went wrong.

Her dark eyes flash red a moment but then shift back to their normal color, as if the demon inside wanted out to reek havoc on the world below. Necra turns and faces the room once more and sighs. The night air was a bit colder then usual but it still felt good compared to most of the North East right now. Christmas decorations still hung from the lamp posts through out the city, and the Christmas Carols still played in every Casino on the strip, but one more day and everything would be back to the way it was.

Necra: Now I know you're going to come back with a whole bunch of stuff and I really don't care if you do or not. You see words are cheap, and so are you. Jessie Sunday night you will be just another victim under my foot when all is said and done, and just another stepping stone on my way to the top once again.

Necra turns and faces the city once more. Sirens could be heard from the other end of the city, and the lights could be seen heading out of the city and toward one of the many suburbs that surrounded it. She sighs knowing there was a chance tonight wasn't going to be as quiet as she liked.

Necra: J.D you are the odd one out in all of this. You see Jessie and I have history but you, you are the unknown in all of this. I've seen you in action and I have to say that I'm not impressed. You haven't reached your full potential yet and I'm going to make sure that you don't. I'm going to end your career before it even begins, and trust me I've put everyone else that has stood before me in their place more than once, and you're not going to be any different. Every time that you stand in the middle of the ring against me you better hope that you hit me and knock me out because if I get back up, there will be nothing that can save you.

Necra smiles to herself as she closes her eyes feeling the cool air on her face. As she opens her eyes the sound of a beeper going off in the room behind her could be heard. She sighs, as her right hand starts to turn into a bleached skeletal one replacing her perfect olive skin.

Necra: How did I guess? It figures that tonight wouldn't go the way I wanted it to. JD do you really know what you're getting yourself into this week? I'm one of those people that don't like to play games and I don't plan on letting you just walk away with a win as long as I am still standing in the middle of the ring. If you want to try and stop me then bring everything that you have into the middle of that ring on Sunday night and see just how long that you can stand against me. I am the Queen of the Dead, the Goddess of Death, the Black Lady, The Reaper of Souls, the Devourer of Dreams, Demon of Lust and Murder, The Golden Jewel of the Nile; fear me! For when you look upon me you will see death! See you soon ladies!

Necra smile seems to fade, as her face becomes covered in a black hood, and all that can be seen underneath is two pure white eyes. The robe falls to the floor and large scythe appears in her hand. She starts to fade out, as the curtains on the balcony door billow out only to fall back revealing that Necra was gone, and the scene fades to black.

 Act 1: Favorite Time of Year

"Nothing beats a haunted moonlit night on All Hallows Eve…. And on this fatal night, at this witching time, the starless sky laments black and unmoving. The somber hues of an ominous, dark forest are suddenly illuminated under the emerging face of the full moon."
Kim Elizabeth



The scene opens on the vast city of Los Angles. The night was filled with life, and the cars moved through the city heading to one of the many clubs that littered the city. Others were heading home for the evening from the many stores, and offices that made up the skyline. The night was clear, and the stars twinkled against the midnight blue sky, and the moon was full and hung low in the sky. The camera moves to an older part of the city where the now abandoned Lynda Vista hospital sits empty. A bright green light was casting a beam of light around one of the many doorways that lead into the darkened place. Most of the windows were broken out, and the steel was rusting from the weather, and the erosion was already starting to eat at the paint as it began to peel off the walls. The camera moves to the dark interior of the building that shouldn't be standing but is. The hallways stretched on and on either way, and was filled with stretchers, or other things from the days when the hospital was active. A wheelchair sits in the middle of the hallway and seems to move on it's own as the sound of chanting is heard from somewhere in the depths of the hospital.  The camera soon comes across four girls dressed all in black standing in a circle around a giant pentagram marked in the middle of what appeared to be the operating room. Candles lit the dark room casting their shadows up onto the walls behind them. They continue to chant and the flames on the candles dim and then burst into high flames. The pentagram in the floor slowly starts to turn into a blood covered one, and a figure soon appears. The demon looks at them and it's mouth seems to shimmer brightly as if it's teeth were nothing more than metal, but the eyes, they were nothing more than gaping black holes in it's head, and it's body seemed to be skeletal from what they could see. They stare at the creature as if fully forms in the middle of the circle.

Demon: Έχω ακούσει την κλήση και έχω έρθει από τα βάθη της κόλασης για σας. Είμαι Malakish. ( I have heard your call and I have come from the depths of hell to you. I am Malakish.)

Girl 1: It worked.

Girl 2: Of course it did! We are witches after all!

The creature looks at them and tilts it's head, as if trying to figure a way out of the circle. It looks down and sees the circle and seems to smile a jagged smile.

Demon: Δεν είστε μάγισσες. Είστε δεν είναι παρά κοριτσάκια παίζουν με κάτι που δεν καταλαβαίνουν. (You are not witches. You are nothing more than little girls playing with something they do not understand.)

Girl 3: How dare you speak to us like that! We control you! We summoned you!

Demon: Και γιατί καλέσει μου? (And why did you summon me?)

Girl 1: To prove to the world that we aren't losers. That we have power among the sheep, and we can control them as we do you.

The creature laughs as she moves outside the circle. The girls start to scream as the creature starts to move toward them. The girl with the red hair stops as the demon locks eyes with her. The red haired girl starts to grind against nothing, and moan loudly as her hand slips between her legs. The demon laughs as the other two start making out with each other. The fourth starts to run screaming all the while. The demon growls and leaps onto her. She screams and that is heard is a mix of pleasure and screams filling the night. The hours pass and the camera falls onto a horrific scene. The operating room was covered in blood, and the body of the four girls were in pieces. Their faces were locked in expressions of horror but they were naked or at least in a state of undress. In the middle of the circle  we find Necra dressed in a black robe and back to her normal form. Her eyes flutter open, and she looks around. She sits up slowly and looks around, putting a hand to her head. She couldn't remember what happened, but knew her demon side had been set loose once again. She tries to get to her feet, but falls back to her knees. Whatever had happened it had taken a lot more out of her then it usually did. She looks over and sees a scythe lying on the floor beside her. It started to come back to her, and she knew what had happened.

Necra: I hate wannabe witches. They think they can just summon me anytime they want, and not suffer the consequences. I wonder how long I've been out... Or where I'm at for that matter.

Necra looks around, and finally gets to her feet. She starts to walk through the long hallways trying to shake off what had happened. She starts to walk down the hallways turning a few corners hearing voices floating around her. Screams filled the air, and she turns seeing nothing, but sees a shadow moving along the wall. She smiles and her eyes turn red before turning back to their normal color.

Necra: The sound of screams from beyond the grave fill the air here, along with anyone stupid enough to come into a place like this and think that nothing will happen. Those wannabe witches had no idea what they were in for, and Jessie you are going to suffer the same fate. Of course I have to leave you alive, but you will still have the joy of facing me. Every time that we step into the ring together you always fail, and fall at my feet. So tell me why are you even going to bother showing up?

Necra continues to move down the hallway feeling eyes watching her as she moved. She knew they were there, and wanted to be free. She would set them free before she left but she needed to see more. Some of the spirits didn't even know they were dead and continued to go about their day as they did when they were alive.

Necra: Jessie how many times have you and I stepped into the ring, and you thought you had the match already won? This Sunday it won't be any different, and once again I will walk away with the win and there is nothing you can do to stop me is there? You can fight and try to stand up for what is right, but it's not going to do any good. After my match against Roxanne she decided to up and leave, and I'm going to do the same to you. I'm going to end your career though Jessie, and make sure you can never stand in the ring ever again.

Necra turns and looks out the window or what is left of it, seeing another shadow move along the ground.

Necra: Blood Village... The place of your demise. It's such a perfect place for you to meet your end. I will do everything that I have to, to bring you down and make sure that I walk out of this with another win under me. So far I haven't done so bad have I? I've had two titles under me since I've been here, and I'm going to continue my climb to the top, and if that means going through you to get there then so be it. You are nothing but a waste of space anyway Jessie and I know that I can beat you once again, and if you step in my way again, it'll be the same thing over and over again. You will never stop me.

Necra continues to walk down the long hallway and stops when she sees a little girl standing before her. Necra looks at her, and notices something different about her. She wasn't human even in spirit but something more. The form starts to change, and there stood a demon. It bares it's teeth and Necra's eyes turn blue, and it starts to back away from her. Necra starts to move toward it, but it disappears into black smoke filling the hallway with the smell of sulfur.

Necra: All of hell fears my Goddess side. I am Divine, I am Corrupted, I am Death. That's why they fear me and I know that's why when you look at me you are full of fear. I can see it all around you, and you know I'm right. Jessie just walk away and I'll make sure when I take your soul to the depths of hell with me on the day of your death I'll have the perfect place for you. At my feet, bound in a collar, and grinding, and moaning in lust and agony, while you are tortured continually begging for more every day for the rest of eternity. When that day comes it will be glorious but now... You are still on this earth trying to beat me in the middle of that ring and with no hope in sight for you or anyone else that stands before me.

Necra's eyes turn pure white, and her hand started to turn back into a skeletal one. She sighs, as a lap top computer appears in front of her. Her face lights up with the gentle glow from the screen and it seems to turn into a skeletal one. The light fades as the lap top closes and disappears from her hands. Necra turns and starts back down the hallway.

Necra: At least I'm already here. I'm going to be running late for the party now. Damn it... These four witches were more trouble then they were worth. Jessie just know one thing. Sunday night you will wish I would end you by the time I'm finished with you. I will do everything that I can to bring you down, and make sure I gain another win. I'm not going to lose to someone like you. You are nothing to someone like me! I will not fail! Nor will I fall to a mere mortal! I am the Goddess of Death, the Queen of the Dead, the Black Lady, The reaper of souls! Fear Me! For when you look upon me you will face your death! See you soon Jessie. Oh and good luck... You'll need it.

Necra smiles to herself and seems to float down the hallway instead of walking. She starts to fade into nothingness as she turns a corner and an evil laugh fills the long hallways, echoing off of the high ceilings, and long hallways. As the camera starts to fade, all that we see is a set of bright red eyes staring at the camera leaving us to wonder if there was something more to what really happened. The scene fades to black only to have Necra's symbol appear.