[GoddessoftheDead]

 Act 1: Pain and Suffering give me Strength

"Your son has acted on your behalf, and the great ones tremble when they see the sword which is in your hand when you ascend from the Netherworld. Hail to you, O Wise One! Geb has created you, the Ennead has borne you. Horus is pleased with his Eye, Atum is pleased with his years, the gods of West and East are pleased with the Great Goddess who came into being in the arms of Her who bored the God."
Spell 174 - Book of the Dead



The scene opens on the beautiful San Fransisco bay. The lights were clouded by the fog that had rolled in from the Pacific Ocean, and the Golden Gate bridge was lost in the fog except for the bright red lights that burned brightly in the night. The camera seems to move over the choppy water and comes to a strange looking island in the middle of the harbor. This was Alcatraz Island. A place that had been home to may dangerous people, from the time it opened in 1861. The imposing concrete building loomed over the harbor and the dock that welcomed tourists instead of convicts. The last ferry had left hours ago, but a shadow yet moves along the grounds in search of something. The figure moves along the ground without touching it. The wind moves through what remains of the of the prison, as the figure stops under one of the many bright lights that surround the prison walls. We see that it is Necra dressed in a long black and gold trench coat wrapped around her perfect form. The Bombshell Roulette Title was no where to be found, but safe back at the hotel that they were staying at. She knew the prison wasn't a place for such things, and didn't need it with her. She looks up at the gates, and hears something move to her left. She looks over and there stood a young man dressed in a civil war uniform. Around his neck was a noose,  and it seemed to tighten with each step that he took toward Necra. As he drew closer she could see it was a Confederate uniform that he wore, and knew why he was there. After Lincoln had been killed anyone that was a Confederate sympathizer was sent to the island and imprisoned. He falls to his knees just in front of her and looks up at her with a sad gaze. He was no older than 20, and wanted to be free. Necra's eyes glow blue and a flash of light fills the area, and the young man is gone, leaving the rope behind. Necra continues on, and feels eyes upon her as she moves toward the front gates of the prison. There was something more here, than the spirits of prisoners, there was a very old evil that remained, and it was a feeling she knew all to well. She heads inside the prison and her high heeled sandals click on the stone floor as she walks along the walkway.

Necra: I've been the Bombshell Roulette Champion for two weeks now, and it feels wonderful to have the gold sitting on my shoulder once again. Once again I will stand against Faith in the middle of the ring, and once again you will fall at my hands, and your partner Thatcher Rex will fall by Casey's hands. What a match this will be won't it Faith? You're probably wondering why I have come to this evil place aren't you, well let me tell you... Alcatraz is a place filled with death, torture, pain, suffering, lies, and deceit on both sides of the bars. I can feel the power filling me as I walk through this place, letting everything fill my senses as I do. Faith do you even realize what you are getting yourself into this week? The last two times that we have met I have literally destroyed you, and yet you keep coming back for more! What lesson have you not learned yet from facing me Faith?

Necra smiles to herself as she moves past what appear to be empty cells. Images start to appear as she passes, and cat calls can be heard. She sighs, and turns around, and they fade in a bright light, but the sound of screams now filled the air. She looks all over the cell blocks, but it wasn't coming from there, but she knew where it was coming from... The Hole. Her high heeled sandals click but is muffled by the sounds of screams as she draws closer to what the prisoners referred to as "The Hole". The hallway was dark, but her eyes adjusted to the darkness and that's when she saw it. A set of bright red eyes, peered out from the darkness. Necra's skin filled with goosebumps as she looked at them, feeling the air turn cold around her. The darkness seemed to come to life as a figure stepped out from the darkness, as the screams stopped. It was a young looking man with dark hair, and fiery red eyes dressed in a dark suit. He leans against the wall as Necra stands before him.

Demon: You're not like the rest of the humans that come here, or have been here. What are you?

Necra: I'm the same as you, but only better. I am a succubus, I am death, I am a Goddess among the mortals, I am life. I know what you have done here, and it's time you leave.

Demon: You don't have the power to banish me. I'm one of the first demons to walk this world. You are only a succubus in our world!

Necra: In the depths of Hell I am a lower ranking demon, but in divinity I can destroy you and take what power you have, and I think I will. One can never have to much power can we?

The demon growls, as Necra's eyes turn a bright blue. Her nails change into long steel like claws, as a set of cloud like demon wings appear on her back. The horns that encircle her head are black and sharp at the end, and the tail that appears is almost whip like in appearance. The two of them fight in the hallway, destroying everything in their path.

Necra: *Voice Over* Sunday night will be one of the best nights in the world for the people that come and see our match Faith. I'm not going to hold back, nor will I lie back and let you and Thatcher win this match without a fight. The battle I'm in now, is and always will be greater then when I face you in the ring, because this one is a fight to the finish. If I could get away with it Faith I would make sure that you would take your last breath in the middle of the ring, and I would walk away with your soul to hell. As for you Thatcher, I'm surprised that you are even involved in this little match. What do you have to gain by stepping into the ring with Casey? This match is one that no one will forget anytime soon, and I will not underestimate either one of you, and I hope that you will not underestimate me. If you do you will not make it through the match the same way you came into the ring at least.

The demon grabs Necra and slams her up against the cold steel of the prison bars. She just laughs shaking off the pain, as the demon seems to fill with more rage as she does.

Demon: Why won't you die?

Necra: I told you that I am stronger than you are, and I'm already dead! You can't kill what's already gone beyond the Western gate!

The demon grabs her by the throat and tosses her halfway down the hallway, and she hits the stone wall hard. She starts to get to her feet, as her eyes change into a bright red. As the demon grabs her, and puts a hand on his chest and rips out his still beating heart. He looks at her with wide eyes, and she smiles before sinking jagged metal teeth into the black heart that was in her hand. She lets go of the demon and he hits the floor. As he does a blue fire starts around him, and he soon turns into nothing more than a pile of dust. Necra's eyes turn back to their normal color and she sinks to her knees. The hallway starts to spin, and soon the scene fades to black. The sound of seagulls and the spray from the waves that surround the island soon arouse Necra. She finds herself on the dock where the ferry comes in each day, with Sothren sitting beside her. She smiles softly and sits up, putting a hand to her head.

soth: How are you doing kitten?

Necra: I feel awful. What happened?

Soth: I don't know... You tell me. I saw a pile of ashes down there and I know you are the only one powerful enough to do something like that.

Necra: I remember facing a demon... He was one of the ones that fell with Satan. He was strong, but I knew I could take him.

Soth: Not in your demon form you couldn't. So did you go into your full otherself?

Necra nods, and tries to get to her feet, only to stumble. She sits back down and lets her feet dangle over the edge of the dock.

Necra: I did, but it wasn't like the normal look, or even feeling. It was like they combined and I became a hybrid. That's all I remember before I woke up.

Soth: Wow, that's something even your mother couldn't do.

Necra: Well she didn't have a demon as part of her makeup. How did you know I was here?

Soth: I knew this was one place in all of San Fransisco that had more suffering then anywhere else, and I just followed the lights.

Necra: What lights?

Soth: The island was covered in bright light when I got here. I don't know what you did or what happened, but the light was really bright that you could see it all over the city.

Necra sighs and lies back on the cool cement. Her power had been stronger than before and it's possible she could have released every spirit on the island. Sothren gets to his feet, and extends his hand to her. She takes it, and gets up slowly, holding onto her father the whole time.

Necra: Great... The tabloids will pick it up, and say that something strange happened here, and all the top scientists and such will be here.

Soth: That's why we have to go now. I saw boats heading this way. Besides I think you're ready for your match now anyway.

Necra just smiles and nods. The two of them walk off and seem to fade into nothingness as the scene fades to black.