Post by: GoddessoftheDead on September 05, 2012, 05:09:01 PM
"He whose face is inverted, the many-shaped' is the name of the keeper of the first gate; Eavesdropper' is the name of him who guards it; Burner' is the name of him who makes report in it."
Spell 144 - Book of the Dead
The scene opens on the beautiful city of Beijing China. The bright lights of the city filled a rainy night sky. Thunder clapped loudly over the city, while the lightening flashed brightly over the city, as people moved along the crowded streets with wide umbrellas to keep the rain off of their heads, as they headed home for another night. A few braved the night and the rain in search of the nightlife, in the seedy underbelly of the city. The camera soon moves to the Forbidden city that was lit brightly along the outside of the buildings that made up the Forbidden City, causing eerie shadows to form in the puddles that had been made. We soon see a lone figure moving along the shadows, as not to be seen by the guards that make their rounds, making sure all the visitors had left for the day. The figure moves in silence heading toward the main courtyard of the Forbidden City. The two lions that sat at the entrance seemed to glow an eerie glow as the lights glistened off them. The figure is soon seen standing in the middle of the courtyard dressed in a long black trench coat with golden hieroglyphics all over it, done in fine golden threads. Her dark eyes look around the courtyard, and she can see them moving about her. The shadows were starting to form before her eyes, as she moved along the courtyard. They bow to her as she moves along in silence heading for the Imperial Palace that sat behind the closed gates. Necra reaches the gates, and she places her hand on the doors, as her eyes started to glow. In a puff of a black sulfur smoke, Necra disappears. She soon appears on the other side of the gate, and smiles to herself, as she looks at the Imperial Palace that sat a few hundred feet, away from her. She could feel the eyes watching her as she moved along taking in everything around her. Necra knew where she needed to go, something was leading her to the heart of the palace, and getting in wasn't going to be hard.
Necra: Beijing is such a beautiful city. It's hard to believe that it's history is so full of blood and murder isn't it? I love places like this. The dark energy is intense, and the spirits roam here without the mortals ever seeing them. But me, I can see them, I can hear them. I can see what has happened hundreds of years ago, and they will tell me their stories until the end of time. My first match in the SCW is a Battle Royale over the top match. This shouldn't be to difficult. This is my kind of match. Anything to do with hurting someone in order to win, is my kind of match anyway.
She continues to move along the vast expanse in front of her, but turns when she hears the sound of hoof beats coming toward her. Necra turns around, and that's when she saw it. An army of horses moving toward her. She stands where she's at, and they move around her, knowing that she was there. They stop and gather around Necra, as she watches the leader come down from his horse, and stop just inches in front of her. She doesn't move or utter a word, but knew what they wanted.
Chinese Warrior: 你知道我們都為女神。 (You know what we have come for Goddess.)
Necra looks at him, and nods.
Necra: 然後，你應該知道，我不能讓你重獲自由。按照大龍，這是我台以上。. (Then you should know that I cannot set you free. You follow the Great Dragon, and that is above my station.)
The warriors look at her, and he sighs. There was nothing that Necra could do. She was a reaper of souls, not the bringer of life.
Chinese Warrior: 求你了，你是女神的死亡。您可以釋放我們，讓我們成為大輪的一部分。 (Please, you are the Goddess of death. You can free us and let us become part of the Great Wheel.)
Necra: 我不能做什麼，你問我。大龍會來找你的一天，但在那之前，你被困在這兒了。. (I cannot do what you ask of me. The Great Dragon will come for you one day, but until then you are stuck here.)
With that the warriors ride off toward the palace. Necra sighs, knowing that she couldn't do anything to help them. There were rules within the land of the dead, and she couldn't break them. She couldn't grant the rebirth that they sought, like the Great Dragon could. she continues to walk along, hearing the soft strumming of a harp coming from the palace as she drew closer.
Necra: This week I've been tossed into a Battle Royale with women that I have never heard of, nor do I really care who they are. This is going to be a match that they will talk about for centuries to come. Now lets start with my opponents this week. First Laura Jackson, who is a jaded woman that more than likely got taken for everything she had by her ex. See that's why I handle my business on my own, even thought I'm involved with Ex. He worships the ground I walk on and will do anything that I ask of him. I am treated like a Queen by Ex, but most men are stupid... But tell Laura, did you get into this business because you wanted to or because you wanted to prove to yourself, your ex, and to the rest of the world that you are actually worth something? You see I'm worth a lot to a lot of people around me. I have the love and respect of my father; I'm a lover, a Goddess, a friend, a Queen, and one of the most successful businesswomen in the world right now. But what I will be remembered for are the matches that I have been in, in the many companies that I have graced with my presence. This week will be no different Laura, and when you stand in the middle of the ring, will you wonder how long you will last against me, or will you know that you are worthless, and can't hold a flame to what I really am?
Necra smiles to herself, as she finally reaches the palace. The doors had been left open slightly, which is strange since no one was there. She walks into the palace, and comes into the first part. It was dark, but candles and torches were lit along the walls. Necra hears the harp once again, and starts to follow the music once again.
Necra: El pobre golfillo historia ... Qué aburrido. (The poor little street urchin story... How boring.) How many times have I heard that story? More times then I want to count. But that's not what gets me. It's the fact you're so happy and go lucky that it makes me sick. You have a bright outlook on life, and you will defend your family and friends even if means costing you your life. How noble. Don't get me wrong, I would do the same, but what do you do when you face something that is already dead? You see I'm not afraid of someone like you, but I will not underestimate you either. I've played this game long enough to know how things work in the ring, and come Sunday night, I will show you why I am the best at what I do. Tell me how long do you think you can stand against me? I know that you've held titles in other companies, and have won matches but that doesn't really matter now does it?
Necra turns and faces the camera. Her eyes start to turn red, and her smile seems strange. Her teeth look almost metallic as they gleam in the dim candle light.
Necra: However there is one thing that I love about you. Your past is filled with so much death, and lust, and sex. See you can never escape your past no matter how much you run, or try to hide from it. I get power and strength from such things, and when I look upon you on Sunday night, I will feed upon every sin you have committed and take great joy in knowing that you are the cause for my first win Amanda.
The candles go out, plunging Necra into complete darkness. The candles seem to flicker to life once again on their own and light the room once again. Necra's eyes are back to normal, along with her pearl white smile. She continues to move through the long corridors in search of where the music was coming from.
Necra: Jade I know a girl like you. She's big into gaming, and Anime and other such things, but she wandered down the rabbit hole, and ended up becoming on the most impressive wrestlers in the world. Tell me do you fight imaginary dragons, wander the forests of Eberron, wander the mists of Ravenloft, or battle the great and mighty Sephiroth from Final Fantasy 7? Sunday night when you step into the ring with me you will learn pretty quick that this isn't a game. What I'm going to do to you will more than likely end your career for good, and you'll never want to step into a ring again, or ever hold a controller again for that matter.
Necra finally reaches the room where the music was coming from, and she slides the door back. There in the middle of the room sat at least half a dozen young women dressed in finery. One young woman played the harp, but stopped as the door slid open. They look at Necra in shock, as she stares back at them.
Concubine: 情婦皇帝需要我們中的一員嗎？ (Mistress does the Emperor need one of us?)
Necra smiles softly and shakes her head. They thought she was one of the Ladies in waiting for the Empress.
Necra: 否。請繼續播放。您的的豎琴有這樣一個美麗的聲音。 (No. Please continue to play. Your harp has such a beautiful sound.)
The young woman that was playing the harp begins to play again, as Necra closes the door and walks off to find other spirits that lurked the rooms of the great palace.
Necra: Evelyn there isn't a whole lot to say about you. You don't seem to really exist in the company, because I can't seem to find anything on you. Are you a ghost that just sticks with the company, or is it you are a demon that wants to prove themselves in the mortal world? Of course it really doesn't matter now does it? Sunday night will be the last time that you ever step foot into a ring. Once all is said and done I will be the victor and I will be only one standing in the middle of the ring. I will not be out done, by the likes of 4 mortal women. You see I don't care about the date with Mr. Ward, because I already have someone, but then again, getting to know one another might be a good idea. Sunday night will be the beginning of the end for anyone that stands in may in getting what I want. The four of you better hope that I'm one of the first ones out, or you will all be out on the floor, while I gain my first win. I am the Goddess of Death, Queen of the Dead, and The Grim Reaper. Fear me, for when you look upon me you shall see death. See you soon ladies.
Necra finishes her walk around the Palace, still hearing the voices of those long since departed. Her head was swimming with voice and had to get out there, before she would lose herself in the other side. As Necra walks she starts to sway back and forth feeling herself slipping to the other side. As she walks she disappears into a mist, as the scene fades to black.