[GoddessoftheDead]

 Act 1: The Darkness of the Unknown

"Hail to you, you two companions, sisters, Songstresses! I have divided you with my magic, for I am he who shines in the Night-bark, I am Horus, son of Isis, and I have come to see my father Osiris."
Spell 37 - Book of the Dead



The scene opens on the Tower Suite in the Luxor Hotel and Casino. We see Necra lying with Ex in the King size bed with a thin sheet over her. The nights had started to turn a bit warmer, and the heat was always welcome to Necra. She hated the long winters on the mainland, and yearned for when the first signs of spring would appear. Her long black hair was fanned out underneath her tanned face, while a slender arm was draped over the huge built body of Ex. He snored loudly, but she slept soundly until the lap top started to play a death durge. It continues to play until Necra starts to stir from her sleep. She opens her eyes slowly, and sits up. She looks over at the lap top and slides out of the bed wrapping the thin sheet around herself. She opens the lap top and there is a list of people that had passed away through the night. A lot of them were in Florida, while others were spread over the world. But one name jumped out at her, one she had hoped she would never have to see.

Necra: No... He can't be dead not yet...

Necra sits down on the black and gold sofa, and puts her head in her hands. This couldn't be right. He was a man that no one could ever understand, and had a connection to a world that only few had ever seen and one that Necra didn't even dare to tread. Necra gets up from where she sits, and heads for a full length mirror, and stands before it. The scene before her changes into a dark world of what appears to be a large cavern. A staircase is seen and Necra steps through the mirror, and starts down the stairs. As she goes a bit further into the darkness torches along the staircase start to light on their own. The air was colder, and she shivered slightly as her skin went from its usual tan to an ashen white. Persephone had returned to the Underworld. The bed sheet changes into a long robe, and flows behind her as she moves down the steps, and reaches the bottom. A line of people wait to one side for their judgement at the entrance of hell, but take no notice of her. She moves on silent feet, toward the edge of the river Styx. Necra stands at the edge of the river, and soon a slender skiff appears. On the skiff stands hunched over a long pole was nothing more than a skeleton wearing a black cloak. Black holes stared at Necra as she waited on the edge of the river, and the old boney face seemed to form a smile as he bowed lowly. This was Charon the Ferryman that brought souls to the other side for a simple payment.

Charon: I didn't expect to see you here your highness...

Necra: I didn't come for a visit... I have a problem.

Charon: What's the problem? Ex not living up to the God you know he is inside?

Necra sighs, and shakes her head. She hated coming here and only did when needed.

Necra: No... One of the latest dead or soon to be dead is my problem... Malcav...

Charon: What's wrong with him? Did he make a deal with your uncle or something that I missed?

Necra: No, but I can't do it. I can't go into that room where he's at, and retrieve said soul.

Charon: I'm afraid you have to. You're the one that asked me to make that arrangement. And right now I don't have anyone else to do that job.

Necra sighs, and knew what had to be done. She didn't want to go but she was the only one that was trusted with Darkside deaths. She tosses Charon a gold coin and starts to walk away.

Charon: I would rather have a newspaper!

Necra: Next time I come...

Necra starts up the stairs, as her mind starts to wander. Her match was coming up, and her opponents had once again made their little speeches about how they were going to win the match and walk away with the titles.  

Necra: So they finally speak, and I have to say that I am a bit surprised that you can form sentences in such a manner. But lets start with you Gothika... You have no clue what you are? Well I know what you are... You are nothing more then a fledgling that lost her sire along the way somewhere and try to make it on your own, giving into the urges you seek, and crave. Of course if you don't you'll frenzy and that's never a good thing. Whoever your sire was, they did the smart thing and left you on your own, considering that you're nothing more than a lower life form, clinging onto humanity when they are nothing but food for your kind. Get rid of your partner and show the world what you really are... A killer. And don't give me any of that Twilight crap either about how we all should get a long and let them live... When you do that... You're weak.

Necra continues to climb the stairs and looks back down at the line of people that waited to enter through the gates of hell. They would remain there for a century or two before their fate was truly decided. She turns back and starts up the stairs again.

Necra: I've heard all of the comments before about not being a Goddess, and you know what I don't care. Hundreds, thousands, millions of people believe it to be so, and I will never fall from my place in this world or the next. As for me being death... Well lets just say I'll know when someone takes your head and your soul is damned for all eternity. I know when and where but you will never know until I show up and am standing beside you in the middle of an empty room. But enough about your personal life, and this Sunday night you will not know what hit you. I don't like to play nice with other children, and I plan on walking away with the tag titles once again. We've been without them long enough, and it's time that Amy and I brought them back to the Sisterhood of the Light. Do you think that you can stand against someone like me? But tell me how long will you be able to hold on in the middle of the ring? How far will you go to beat us?

Necra soon reaches the top of the staircase and steps back through the mirror. Sothren was waiting for her when she stepped through, along with Ex. They had seen the screen on the lap top and she sighs, as she sits on the couch, staring at the screen.

Soth: So Micheal is dead?

Necra: Dying... He's only got a few hours left now. But I don't want to go. The last time I was there I had the ancient ones whispering in my ear.

Ex: I'll go with you.

Soth: I will too. I want to go and say goodbye to my old friend.

Necra: Good. But we have to be there in a few hours so you know how we have to get there right?

The two of them nod, as she looks at the mirror once again.

Necra: Malice?!

A young woman dressed in a black and white Alice in Wonderland dress appears in the mirror. Her long black hair framed her face as she smiled softly.

Malice: Yes young Dutchess?

Necra: I need you to take us to Malcav...

Malice: As you wish. Bring the Mad Hatter and the Queen of Hearts Executioner with you. Father is already waiting for you.

Necra takes a deep breath and steps through the mirror. Sothren and Ex follow behind. The mirror reveals a strange world that looks like Wonderland but a twisted and horrific version of it, before it turns back to a reflection of the hotel suite as the scene fades to black.

Act 2: The Final Moments



The scene reopens on the New Bedlam Asylum in New York. The day had become clouded over with threats of snow once again. The clouds hung low, and the covered ground shimmered in the sun that was fading behind the clouds. The camera goes over the very old and vast form of the Asylum before it moves into the vast halls. The hallways were shinning white, and a few nurses moved along taking patients their prescriptions, or trying to make them as comfortable as they could while the sounds of screams came from every inch of the hospital, and echoed off of the high ceilings. A large mirror sat in the lobby, and as the camera focuses on it, we see the mirror seem to almost ripple, as Necra steps out. No one seems to notice as she walks by and heads down the hallway with the others following behind.

Necra: *Voice Over* It's funny... I thought Amanda and Laura would have a lot more to say, but I guess they have finally realized who the true Bombshell Tag Team Champions really are. Or they are more concerned with The Fallen... Either way I'm not afraid of any of you. There is only person that I have ever been afraid of and soon he'll be dead. Tell me Amanda how are you sleeping at night? Do the visions keep plaguing your mind every time you close your eyes? I just hope you'll be able to focus on what you need to do in the middle of the ring. I'm not going to underestimate you, because I know what you can do when you're backed into a corner.

They soon reach the door where a small group has gathered. As she looks at the crowd gathered one stood out among them. A woman dressed in a white and gold toga leaned against the wall. A bright green laurel sat upon her head, and her makeup was done in the style of the ancient Egyptians. This was Necra's mother. The great and powerful Cleopatra.

Necra: Mother? What are you doing here?

Cleo: I've come to see Micheal before he passed on.

Necra: But I thought if you came back...

Cleo: I know, I know... I shouldn't be able to go back to Osiris but he has granted me a little bit of time to leave so I could be here. When you are ready to take him I'll go back with you since I'm already dead.

It made sense and Necra knew she could hold the gate open long enough for her mother to cross into the Underworld to be with Osiris once again. Necra hugs her as Sothren's eyes light up. He slips up beside her as Necra draws closer to the door.

Soth: Miss me?

Cleo: No.

Soth: You missed me.

Cleo: I didn't... And I still don't, and when I go back I won't miss you either.

Soth: She misses me.

Sothren smiles as he heads into the room. Necra sighs as she spots the silver haired man standing by the one way window looking into the room. His bright green cat like eyes shimmered in the dim light as a dark haired Spanish woman appears beside him.

Necra: Uncle Seph, Maria it's good to see you.

Seph: It is good to see you as well. I just wish it could have been under more happier circumstances.

Maria: Si. It is good to see you. You have grown into a beautiful young woman so quickly.

Necra blushes slightly, as Maria kisses her on the cheek. Necra keeps looking through the window hoping against all hope that she wouldn't have to go in, and Charon would change his mind about sending someone else. A young woman with bright orange hair steps out of the room, as Seph smiles slightly, taking her hand in his.

Seph: Necra I would like you to meet Venus. She's the one that Micheal passed all of his knowledge onto.

Venus: It's a pleasure to meet you. Nice horns by the way, and that aura... Wow...

Necra puts a hand to her forehead hoping that her horns weren't exposed for some strange reason. She lets out a sigh of relief when she realizes she was fine. She watches Venus walk away and then back at Seph.

Necra: How did she know that I have horns?

Seph: Remember she can see things that others can't. When Micheal passed all of his knowledge on she got that part of it too.

Necra: I see... Doctor Cutter?

Necra sees a shorter set woman dressed in a white dress walk out of the room with a large man wearing a mask like Ex and Sothren following behind. The large man hugs Necra before walking over to Ex. Sothren grabs Cleo by the hand and disappears down the hallway without anyone noticing.

Dr. Cutter: He's ready for you now Necra. These are his last moments.

Necra sighs, and heads for the door. As she looks at the doorknob her mind flashes back to another time...

Flashback

The room was black, except for the bright moonlight that came in through the bedroom window. On the massive bed there laid a little girl no more than 3 years old, dressed in a long white night gown, with a pacifier in her mouth. She slept soundly, holding a stuffed black cat, with a panther kitten lying at the end of the bed. Across the room the closet door creaked open, causing the little girl's eyes to open. It was a little Necra, and she stared at the door, as it opened a bit more. She slips out of the bed, and starts to move toward the closet on silent feet. She pulls the closet door open and there sitting on the floor is a strange looking man with short black hair. His eyes are wild, and he puts a finger to his lips.

Micheal: Shhhhhh.

Necra's eyes go wide, and she slams the closet door shut, and runs out of the room. Necra runs down the hallway and down into the basement. As she runs into her father's "workshop" all that is seen is a young woman now dead still strapped to the chair. Necra pulls on her father's arm, and he looks down with a soft smile.

Soth: What is it sweety?

She points to the door, and pulls on his arm. Sothren sighs, and picks her up and heads back upstairs with her. They head back into her bedroom, and she points at the closet door.

Soth: Yes sweety it's a closet.

She shakes her head, and points to the closet once again.

Soth: What do you mean there's a monster in your closet?

Sothren sets her down and she pulls him to the closet. Sothren opens it, and sees Micheal sitting there on the floor. Sothren screams, and so does he, and Sothren slams the door breaking Necra out of her thoughts.



Necra snaps from her thoughts, and closes her eyes. She opens them and opens the door. As she steps into the room, she notices that everything was quiet. The voices she had once heard had grown silent. She stands in the doorway and steps inside closing the door behind her.

Necra: *Voice Over* Raynin... Do you think I fear you? I mean from what I understood you think I should. I hate to tell you there is only one person that I will ever fear, and that is the one that Micheal passed every last bit of knowledge that he passed onto. She now carries knowledge that no mortal should ever hold in their heads, or even know exists. You are nothing more than a mortal woman that knows how to fight. I'm not afraid of you, nor will I ever fear a mortal. You and my other opponents can go on and on about how you are going to beat Amy and myself but I just let it roll off of my back, and don't really care. I've heard it all before and come Sunday night we will have the titles once again.

Necra draws closer to Micheal and she smiles putting her hand on his arm. He turns and looks at her and smiles. He closes his eyes, only to open them again, and was now standing beside her.

Necra: Are you ready to go Micheal?

Micheal: I am, but where will I go?

Necra: I don't know. I'm not the judge of your soul. I will guide you to where you need to go. But first I have to find my mother.

Micheal: I'll be waiting for you.

Necra opens the door and steps outside. She looks around the hallway and sighs, seeing that both her mother and father had disappeared.

Ex: So is he...

Necra: He's gone... He's waiting on me to take him to the other side. I have to find my mother first though.

Malice approaches her and curtsies.

Malice: If it pleases you young Duchess I will make sure that your mother goes back to where she needs to go. I know that you are busy, and I don't mind.

Necra: Thank you Malice. I'll be back.

Necra heads back into the room, and takes Micheal by the hand as they start to fade from sight, as the scene fades to black.

Act 3: Like Mother like daughter

The scene reopens on the New Bedlam Asylum just outside of the room where we last seen Necra and Micheal. Ex leans against the wall waiting for Necra, as Malice sits playing with a doll that she had brought. Necra soon appears in the doorway, and sighs.

Necra: Have you found my parents yet?

Ex: Nope.

Necra: Have you looked in the broom closet?

Malice: Why would they be in a broom closet?

Necra smiles and sighs, as they start down the hallway once again.

Necra: *Voice Over* Laura I saved you for the last. You seem to want to see me taken down, and kept away from the titles more than anyone else. Why is that? Do I frighten you? Or do you know that we will win the tag titles and make complete fools out of you and Amanda? All I've heard out of you is that you are going to make me look like a fool and show me that you two are true Goddesses, and it just makes me laugh. I mean you two are nothing compared to me. I am a true Goddess, and I will show why I am feared, and why I am truly the better woman when all this is over and done with. You will regret ever stepping into the middle of that ring, and trying to defy the Goddess of Death. When you are on the mat, begging for it all to end I will just stand over you and laugh. I will not let death come, but let you see Amy and I walking away with the Bombshell Tag Titles, and leave you with nothing. I am the Goddess of Death, the Queen of the Dead, the Reaper of souls, and the Black Lady. Fear me; for when you look upon me you will see the face of death. See you soon ladies.

Necra smiles to herself as they stop in front of a closet. There on the doorknob was an Egyptian necklace. Ex just laughs, as Necra knocks on the door. The door opens, and there inside was her parents making out. Malice blushes slightly and turns away as Necra leans against the door as the scene fades to black.