The camera pans back to an old street. There are worn down houses and cars up and down the street. At the end of the street is an abandoned warehouse.
A black Plymouth Duster is seen going down the street and speedily. The Plymouth pulls up to the warehouse and the driver door pops open and Sickle runs into the warehouse.
Inside of the warehouse it is dark and cold and worst of all. It is silent. Sickle calls out
: Pandora I�m Coming!
He walks the warehouse frantically searching for his sister. Then he sees a body dangling from the rafters, a chain is wrapped around her feet extremely tight. There is a pool of blood underneath where the head should be
Sickle screams in rage and fury
: HELP! Someone HELP!
The scene fades out and reopens outside of the warehouse with the cops talking to Sickle
Cop: So how did you know to come here?
: I got a call from someone that said my sister needed my help. My sister has NEVER asked for my help before�ever.
Cop: You didn�t find it odd that she was able to contact someone to get you?
: My sister for the first time in my entire life was asking for my help and saying that she needed it urgently. Of course the first thing I asked was how she knew how to reach me and how she was doing. NO! I just found my sister beheaded and dangling by a chain inside of a warehouse and you want to know if I asked her if she used four one-one or the phone book?
Cop: All I am saying is that there are a lot of things suggesting foul play here and I need as much information as possible.
All of a sudden two motorcycles came up. One was recognized as Scott Stonewall and the other as Andre Bates.
Scott: Sickle get out of here man. Go get a couple of drinks or something.
Bates: Yeah we can handle it from here man
The scene fades out with Sickle hopping onto a black Harley Davidson, with the letters D.R.G. on the side of it, and speeding off.
The scene reopens at a bar.
Sickle is seen sitting at a booth drinking his twentieth shot of Burban. Sickle gets another one right as an interviewer and a cameraman coming through the doors and over to the booth.
The camera catches a glimpse of a figure standing in the shadows of the bar, the light only glimpsing long hair, and a trench coat.
The interviewer hooks a mini-mike onto Sickle, and then one onto himself.
Interviewer: Hey Sickle how are things going with you?
: Fuck off
Interviewer: We have heard of what happened with your sister and realize how truly tragic that is and we are all mourning with you.
: Blow me
The interviewer nervously continued.
Interviewer: In any case we still do have some questions for Dead Souls, seeing as how you two still have a match at Shockwave
: Fine, ask me your fucking questions and then get the fuck out of my site.
Interviewer: What are your thoughts on this tag team battle royal Sickle?
Sickle asked the waiter for a coffee and then turned to face the interviewer.
: I will whoop every ass in this battle royal that is not DRG. I do not care if they are Revelation or not. I do not care about the gold. I care about finding out who killed my fucking sister, and when I do get that confession I am going to beat that person to death, and then I am going to drag his corpse to the person I know is behind this fucking bullshit, and then I am going to fucking kill him. One way or another I will get ahold of Maleficus. I know he was the one that was fucking behind it and I will find a way to put a stop to his fucking ass.
The waiter came back with a hot cup of steaming coffee. Sickle tipped him and turned back to the interviewer.
Interviewer: Interesting�Bad Blood, another vital part of the Dark Riders Gang is also going to be in this Tag Team Battle Royal. What are your thoughts on that?
The interviewer waited patiently for a response. Sickle slammed the coffee down and looked straight into the interviewers eyes
: I told you already I am after the person behind my sister's death and this match will be an opportunity to find out who it is. Now should ANY AND I repeat ANY member of Dark Riders Gang happen to get in my way then I will whoop there fucking ass just like anybody else in that ring!
The interview is sweating highly intensely now, and is slightly fidgeting as he tries to continue the interview
Interviewer: Now I have to ask do you guys have any more suprises for the EFW?
: I might and I might not. You are really starting to fucking bore me
Sickle gave an evil and really pissed off glare to the interviewer when he said bore. The interviewer shifted through a ton of cards and went straight to the last one
Interviewer: Okay the last questions which I will ask simileltaniously. Question one, what are your responses to what Blade has said about the Dark Riders Gang, and what are your thoughts on Josh joining Revelation
: The Josh part I will address first. I am happy for him. He finally found a place that he fits in. The only sad part about this is the fact that he chose the losing team. He will go down with them in a heap of fucking flames but its not like I didnt see it coming because like I said before this war will effect everyone, and I se now that Maleficus is wanting to raise the stakes. I will find a way to raise the stakes against Revelation in retaliation.
Now Blade you can say all that you want but the fact is like I said before neither Maleficus nor anybody else is going to stop me from finding out who killed my sister. Nobody is going to stop me from getting the win. If I get the gold that is fine and dandy and if I do not then that is fine too. You see now I have something that I can use on you. I have an anger that is stronger than anything you have ever seen. My SISTER is dead! And until I find her killer every match that I get in the only thing that I will see is the face of my dead sister.
Do you understand fully what that kind of adrenaline can do to a person? It can cause someone in grammar school to be able to lift things that are unbelievably heavy. It can give the average man the strength to lift a car! There are studies on this thing that they call adrenaline. They are working on a new nano-technology where they will shoot this into U.S. soldiers
The only thing that would scare anyone about you is your face. That face is so ugly that I am pretty sure that even Jason would have to say DAMN. Now you want to talk about fear? What do I have to fear? You? Lets say for a second that by some miracle I lose then I will still be where I am at right now, but you, if you lose then you have to try and try to figure out how you lost to this guy of whom you were SURE was even less than a rookie who cant speak correctly. Now as for fearing anything else? I have nothing else to fear. I have lost one of the things I cared about most other than Moira of course who refused to come with me. I am on the edge of sanity, no I take that back I am in the Grand Canyon of insanity, and the more I look around the more I like it.
Now you want to try to get Hawk to join the Revelation. That decision is entirely up to him. Hawk is a grown boy. If he wants to join Revelation that is fine but he also knows the consequences of doing such a thing. Now as far as him working together with you that is just fine and dandy. A match is just a match. But make no mistake I will beat everybodies ass, and after all the bodies are laid out I will start to ask questions.
And yes there is a war. More than you realize. This war extends far beyond the bounds of EFW. This is a war that extends into parts that you have no clue about, and Maleficus if I do not get ahold of you I can guarantee that others will come after you for what you did to the void. Now yes there will be a bloody battle and it will be the bloodiest and most terrifying thing you will have ever experienced because you are facing a man who knows no bounds, who knows no restrictions, and who has no reason to try to keep his body in one piece.
That's right I admitted that my body will problem be shattered and destroyed and bruised but it will be my arm that is being held as the victor. For before when I wrestled I thought of how I needed to stay at least semi-alive for my sister but now I dont have that. So you see I dont fucking care! There is a new member of Revelation? Like I fucking care, I dont give a shit who's in joined. I don't give a shit what other fucking wanna-be's want my neck in a fucking chain noose. The only thing that I care about is getting my hands around your scrawny little fucking neck and chocking you until you turn as blue as a fucking smurf. I will wrap a fucking chain around your neck and hang your ass from the fucking rafters, then I will undo the chain and let you fall into whattever happens to be below, after that I will pick up your semi-lifeless body and drop it through the announcer's table, then I will beat you with a bat over and over and over again, until not only you bleed but you flow with the blood so much that they have to give you a transplant. And dont worry I will take care of that face of yours especially with that very same bat. The same bat that has marked the fate of so many others. The last man that managed to FUCK with me. The last man who managed to try and threaten me and tryed to actually go through with that threat is now dead. Maybe you'll live maybe you wont but I promise you wont forget me.
Interviewer: Well thank you for your time Sickle.
The interviewer un-hooked the mini-mike and walked out.
The scene fades out with Sickle calling for another shot of Burban.
The scene reopens to a giant mansion. The place has a giant iron gate outside of the place. Once past the iron gate there is a giant parking lot, and just beyond that is the mansion itself. The mansion has three stories and is extremely long.
The scene changes to Sickle in bed lying down. Someone comes through the door
Person: You can stay in this cottage of ours until you fell like leaving. I know that losing your sister is a very tragic thing but I am sure that she is in a better place now
Sickle sat up for a second, and moved over to the chair just to the right of the big old-fashioned bed.
: I will kill Maleficus if it is the last thing that I do.
Draven: I know that you think it was Maleficus that hung her on a chain in a warehouse somewhere but I am not so sure that it was him.
: Who in the hell else would it be?
Draven: I do not know but I have a feeling that Maleficus is not the sole actor in this act of the play
: I know he was involved someway or another. Once I find out how he was involved I will kill him and whoever else was in on it.
Draven: I wouldn�t say that too loudly. You never know who�s listening. Now sleep you have had a long night.
: Thanks man.
Draven: Its good to see you sober again, now get some rest, you leave in the morning
The scene fades out with the individual closing the door and turning off the light as Sickle just sat there with an unbelievably angry look on his face.
