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.
