Post by: GoddessoftheDead on October 08, 2014, 09:03:04 PM
"I am he who fixed the limits of the flood and who judged between the Rivals, I have come and I have removed the evil which was on Osiris."
Spell 4 - Book of the Dead
House of 1000 Corpses
The scene opens on the Oasis just outside of Las Vegas. the afternoon sun burned in the sky high over head, as the tall grass blew in the light wind that moved through it. We see Ex walking out to a spot in the field, and starts to dig a hole. The scene soon switches to the interior of a strange looking room. It was dimly lit with led torches, and hieroglyphics were written on the wall telling the story of the first mummy Osiris. In the middle of the room there laid a young woman half wrapped in bandages. Paper charms had been placed in certain places, along with charms to protect her from the wrath of the creatures on her journey to the Under World. Sara stands to the side applying the liquid resin to each layer of linen that was being applied to attach the next layer. Stacy chants in a dead language as a figure wearing an Anubis head mask and long black robes, wrapped each finger with small pieces of linen individually. The mummy was just about ready for the final journey, and would be placed in the ground when they were done. The figure in the mask, nods as if to a beat, and Stacy looks up annoyed. She stops the chant, and removes the Anubis head revealing Necra underneath. A pair of dark ear buds hidden beneath her long black hair, with the cord running down the inside of the robes to an ipod attached to a belt. Stacy rips the ear buds out, as Necra looks at her.
Stacy: What do you think you're doing?
Necra: Listening to music... Or rather I was...
Stacy: Do you have any idea what you're doing? Have you even been listening to me?
Necra: Yes. And I have been listening thanks to the ear buds that Ex got me from a place called Think Geek. They let me listen to music and to you at the same time. So I've been following everything you've said.
Stacy sighs, as Sothren runs into the room. He smiles and looks over the work that had already been done on the corpse that was lying on the table.
Stacy: What are you doing in here?
Soth: I came bearing news for my lovely daughter.
Necra: What is it dad?
Soth: You have a match this week.
Necra perks up, and sighs.
Necra: Let me guess... Mercedes?
Soth: Nope...
Necra: Delia?
Soth: No... You've been thrown into a 7 way match to be a tag partner for Veronica Taylor. But...
Necra: But what?
Soth: You have to face Joanne in the match.
Necra looks at him with her eyes narrowing. They flash red before they go back to normal.
Necra: What?
Soth: That's what they said when they called.
Necra: I can't believe this. The two of us should be working together not against each other.
Stacy: I take it we're finished here?
Necra: Give me a few minutes and I'll come back and finish.
Stacy sighs, and tosses her hands up.
Stacy: Never mind. Sara and I will finish up.
Necra walks out of the room with Sothren following behind her. They walk out into the hallway, as her followers bow as they pass.
Necra: I can't believe that Joanne and I are going to be facing each other... This isn't a good way to start out.
Soth: You thinking about this all wrong Necra. If the two of you are in that match, then you have the upper hand and the advantage over the others. You two can destroy the others and have the match come down to you just you and Joanne.
Necra: You do have a valid point and I plan on doing everything that I can to make it happen. Besides what would be better then to have Veronica make a choice? Work with the Daughters of Darkness or lose her precious title? This could work to our advantage. Go check on Ex and make sure he has the hole ready.
Soth: Right. How long has he been out there?
Necra: Not long. But I would like to have it done before we are finished.
Soth: Right. If you need me I'll be outside.
Sothren walks out of the room, leaving Necra alone once again. She walks into the living room, and smiles to herself as she walks to the case that held past titles.
Necra: I've held titles time and time again, and now I have a chance to become a champion once again, but first I have to go through six other people including my own partner. We formed the Daughters of Darkness in hopes of working together not against each other... Even though my father did have a point. If I don't become part of the Bombshell tag Champions then Joanne will. Neither one of us are going to let the rest of you win that chance, no matter what you do, there will be nothing you can to do to stop us. But there are two ladies in this match that shouldn't even have been considered for this match at least for something this monumental such as this. Then again... None of you are worthy to have that title... Except for the Daughters of Darkness.
Necra turns and walks out of the living room heading out onto the balcony that wrapped around the front of the house. The late afternoon sun moved lower in the sky, and yet the day was still warm. The fall was coming on but in Vegas, you never knew it. Vegas was starting to get ready for Necra's favorite time of year and she knew that curious ghost hunters would find their way to the town, and she would be ready for them. After all she was the Goddess of Death, and she couldn't disappoint them.
Necra: First off let me say that I'm shocked to see that Orchid and Trishelle have been thrown into this match. I've never faced either one of you, and I'm not surprised that I haven't. You two haven't done anything since you've come to the SCW have you? If you did then it couldn't have been important enough for me to even acknowledge it. You see I only pay attention to the people that either piss me off, or stand in my way of getting what I want. You two now stand in my way of getting my hands on one half of the Bombshell Tag Titles. Of course neither one of you are good enough to stop me, but you can try all you want, but it's not going to help.
She walks along the balcony and comes across one the followers working on the rose bushes that had climbed up over the balcony. She looks over at Necra, and their eyes meet. The young woman's eyes seem to glaze over as she grabs the shears that she was using. A smile forms on Necra's dark lips, as the shears move across the young woman's wrists. All Necra could do was stand there and watch as the camera focuses on the spray of blood that moved across the floor of the balcony. As the camera comes back up we see the young woman was draped over the railing. Necra sighs and turns on her heels and heads toward the nearest door off the balcony. she opens the double doors and walks into the large dining room. She moves on silent feet into the dining room and back through the long hallway.
Necra: Jessie you must be so proud of yourself... You actually managed to beat me in a match, but even then you had help. Do you really think you have what it takes to bring me down, when I have one of my sisters at my side? Even if I didn't the outcome will still be the same Jessie. You got luck the last time that we met, but not this time. No you will be one of the first ones out, and when all is said and done, I will be the one walking away with Veronica as the other half of the Bombshell Tag Team Champions. This time Amy isn't going to be in there to save your ass. No one is going to save you this time.
She just smiles to herself, as she moves through the hallway passing servants. Each of them lower their eyes as she passes, and go about their chores once again as she does. She stops in front of the door that lead to the embalming room and sighs. She opens the door a crack, and peeks inside. The room was empty except for the body now wrapped in heavy linens on the table. Necra moves on silent feet, and runs her hand along the soft linens. It wouldn't be long before she would start her journey to the other side to serve the Goddess. Necra picks up one of the small silver sharp object.
Necra: Traci I think you and I have faced each other maybe one time, and I don't really remember you doing anything really major since you've been in the SCW. Tell me what have you done? I mean since you've been in the SCW I haven't seen you take the initiative on anything. You go into a match and then try your hardest but guess what sugar tits it's never enough when you stand to someone like me. I'm going to go easy on you. I will break that pretty little face of yours and not even think twice about it. I'm not a nice person Traci, and I'm sure you already knew that but this week you're going to get to see how evil I truly am first hand won't you?
She sets the shimmering instrument down and moves along the strange looking jars sitting on the table. Necra places each of the jars beside the body and gets a paint brush and a few jars of pain only to start painting the picture of Osiris on the outside.
Necra: Raynin... The ex military chick... I thought it was the fake vampire instead. Shame really. So your whole new thing is that you wear an eye patch and if you have a worthy opponent you remove it? My that's... Original. Raynin you've been a champion a few times over, and yet I still don't think you are much of a threat. You've barley held any title longer than a month, only to lose it to someone worse then you. Raynin you have no one to watch your back in this match. It's every woman for herself, and yet I know one person will make sure that we are the two that get to the very end. Tell me Raynin can you trust Traci, or Jessie to keep you safe from the likes of me? Hardly. They'll be gunning for you just as much as the rest of us will. Try everything that you can but it won't be enough to stop me. I know you're tough but that's not going to be enough. No matter what you do or bring into the middle of that ring on Sunday night it will never be enough to stop me from getting what I want.
The paint soaks into the white linen, as she moves the pain brush across the front. The face was intricate and held bright colors of the God Osiris upon it. Necra stands back and admires her handy work and feels a hand on her shoulder. She turns and sees Stacy standing here with her arms folded.
Stacy: When were you going to tell me about the servant on the balcony?
Necra: I came in to find you but you were already gone. Once when we finish this one up, then we'll start on the other. It's nothing new for around here is it?
Stacy sighs and shakes her head, and heads out of the room leaving Necra alone once again.
Necra: Orchid you were part of a team, at one time weren't you? What ever happened to that? Did you decide to walk away and try to go out on your own? Tell me have you done what you've set out to do or are you trying to find something more? You are Kung Fu master which means your moves are predictable and you leave openings when you throw a move. I learned from my uncle that there are openings when you move, and I will take full advantage of them. You are stoppable, and breakable, and I will do everything that I can to stop you from getting any piece of gold that you try for. You are not worthy enough for something like this... Not yet. You've won Martial art titles, and championships but you have yet to win anything here, and you won't as long as I stand before you in everything that you do.
She moves down the body of the mummy and applies more paint to it. The colors were vibrant and seemed to bring the mummy to life on the outside.
Necra: Trishelle I don't even know where to start with you. I've never faced you before and I don't know what to expect from you. You're talented from what I have seen but not enough to stand in the ring with the best of the best. Trishelle you've faced a few big names and managed to get lucky every once in awhile but this Sunday night you will not prevail, but walk away with nothing like the rest. I'm not going to hold back, nor will I stop until I have that title in my hands. If you're not careful little girl you will fall and there will be no getting back up from this one. If you want that title then prove it to me and I might might let you walk away with it... But I highly doubt it.
Necra smiles to herself as she finishes the last bit of the painting. Two guys dressed in black togas enter the room with a sarcophagus being dragged behind them. The men go to either end of the mummy and lift it into the sarcophagus and set it inside. The slide the heavy lid onto it, and it falls into place. Necra nods, and they leave the room. Necra picks up the four jars that she had set beside the body, and carries them out of the room following behind.
Necra: Joanne my sister in darkness I know that this isn't the way neither of us wanted to start our stable, but when it comes down to you and myself I know that it will be a match to remember. We are both masters of our art and we will do whatever it takes to get out hands on that title. But don't get me wrong I will not go easy on you, nor will I lay down for you to get that title over me. I will stop at nothing to get it, and you know that no matter what you throw at me I will not settle for second best. I am a Goddess and you are all mere mortals that stand before me. but know this dear sister this is only business and nothing more. Either you or I will be the one that ends up with the title and that is fine with me, but I will not give up. I am the Goddess of death, the Queen of the Dead, the Black Lady, The Reaper of Souls, Death incarnate. Fear me; for when you look upon me you will see your death. See you soon ladies.
Necra smiles to herself, and walks out into the late afternoon sun. The two men carrying the sarcophagus were ahead of her and headed for the hole that had been dug. Her eyes gleam with the last few rays of the sun, and she seemed to be almost floating as she moved, as the scene fades to black.