: Pandora? What the hell are you doing here? You are still supposed to be in the mental facility*ah Marboro, my favorite. I wish I could afford red's instead of lights though.*
He stood there just puffing on the cigarette that was his favorite brand but not his favorite type. Then he noticed that the security guard on the catwalk was turning around every couple of seconds as if something was going on inside of the art gallery. Sickle took another puff on his cigarette as he watched intently. A figure came bolting out of the doors. It was a FEMALE! He looked her up and down and then said
: Pandora? What the hell are you doing here? You are still supposed to be in the mental facility
: Sis, you did drive into the FOOTBALL FIELD! If that is not crazy I don't know what is. Anyhew what the fuck did you do to get this dumbass rent-a-cop after you?
They started running. Once they were a decent ways away from the art gallery
You see I kind of borrowed one of the heads of one of the sculptures. The way I look at it he isn't alive anymore so he don't need it. I mean if he has been stone this long I don't think he is going to worry about his head all that much. Then I saw this nice drawing of some lady name Lisa. Uh, Mona Lisa I think...so I took it down to get a closer look and the damn alarm went off. So I threw it down and got the hell out of there
: Oh shit! We need to get the fuck out of here. I feel like some food. What do you think?
Pandora nodded her head yes. So Sickle put his middle finger and thumb in his mouth and then whistled. Within less than a minute of that whistle a black stretch limousine pulled up. Pandora looked at Sickle and the scene fades out as she gives that same evil diabolicle grin that is seen on Sickle so often.
About two hours later the scene reopens to a five star restraunt somewhere in New York City. There is those nice napkins folded in impossibe ways, three or four forks, two knives, and two spoons. There is a table in the back making a lot of noice. The camera does a zoom in. Sitting at the table is Vlad, Dagger, some big guy, Sickle, and Pandora. The waiter walks over to them. He kind of looks at Pandora with a bit of a squeemish look.
Waiter: Hello my name is John and I will be your server tonight. What can I get you to drink?
Vlad: Hello my name is Vlad and I will be the one you serve tonight. I will have some red wine if you don't mind.
Dagger: You got any Jack Daniels back there?
John: I deeply apologize for our lack of variety but no we do not have any Budweiser. We do have something similiar to your American whiskey. It is Canadian though. But we also do have some Everclear
Dagger: Give me three bottles of the Everclear then
big guy: Could I get some Everclear also, and a bottle of Faygo.
Johnny: I do not know of this Faygo but I will check and see if we have it. What will you have madame?
She kind of paused for a moment. She looked down at her knive, looked back up at the waiter, and then back at the knive again. All of a sudden
She lunged after the waiter with the knive, but Sickle grabbed her by the waist and restrained her. Then he looked at the waiter.
: She was just kidding! A VERY STRONG wine will be fine for her and myself. Oh and before you leave waiter would you do everyone in this restraunt a favor and uh take this knive out of here.
The waiter nodded kind of shakely and then quickly grabbed the knive. He headed back to the back to get the drinks. Then Sickle turned to Pandora.
: What the hell is the matter with you? You don't kill a person in a restraunt. Especially not someone who is being nice to you. You are supposed to kill them on the streets and still not if they are nice to you.
: If you want blood so bad then take some of your own
: Hey look if you are good through out the rest of the meal. I will make sure you get some blood ok?
Sickle just shook his head back and forth. Dagger leaned over towards him.
Dagger: Damn man! I thought you were crazy! Your sister makes Eric looking like the fucking average smo. By the way what the hell did she need to go straighten up.
: She doesn't, that is a code that we started when we were both still teens. What it means is that she is going to go into the bathroom, climb out the window, smoke some weed, climb back in the window and head back to wherever she was. If you don't believe me look at her eyes when she gets back.
The waiter came back with the drinks, and put them in their place. Then he pulled out his pen and paper
Johnny: Are you ready to order yet?
: Yes do you have any Blade's?
The waiter looked frantic
Johnny: No more Blade's please sir..
: Well you see where I work we have this dumbass named Blade. He is constantly talking about how he is going to beat me up! My sister is probably the only person I know that even comes close to be as screwloose as this guy. He is totally off of his fucking rocker. You know what boys...we are headed to the arena. Come on let's go
Dagger: What about your sister man?
: She will come out of the bathroom doors right as we are heading by them...watch.
The whole group got up, grabbed their drinks and started to head out. Right as they went past the women's bathroom out came Pandora. She didn't ask any questions she just followed her big brother and Dagger noticed that she had blood stained eyes. Sickle, Pandora, and Vlad all got into the limousine while Dagger and the big guy got into the monster truck. The scene fades out as they speed out of the parking lot.
The scene reopens at the EFW ring-side area almost an hour later. Three announcers are going over the current events in the EFW.
J-Dogg: Wow, what a night this is going to be. Hello everyone I am J-Dogg.
Josh: and I am Josh
Rocky: And I am Rocky and this is the house show in New York City representing the EFW. The best wrestling organization in the business.
J-Dogg: I really think things could get heated up tonight. sides are being set, lines are being drawn, a war is brewing and now Sickle has run into his pyschotic sister.
Josh: What a night ha...like someone once said he doesn't need to be a hundred percent to fight someone like Sickle. Sickle is a woose and he is going to find that out very soon
Rocky: J. this is usually your spot to say something but you know what....no fuck that..I am just going to kick your ass....
Rocky jumps ontop of Josh and starts beating the hell out of him. He then slams him through the announcers table as soon as he does that the lights went out except for a video on the titantron of several different clips of vampires, and then a clip of Jack the Ripper and then there was a pause of what seemed like an eternity and some words came up along with a picture of Sickle:
MEET THE REAL DEAL!
And then another clip came on of a car mileage counter, and it began to count faster and faster and finally it reached the number six-six-six
and then everything went black for a moment
After the video there was a pause then a huge explosion near the entrance as For Whom the Bell Tolls by Metallica starts to play over the p.a. system. The explosion causes a large amount of smoke to rise in front of the entrance. Just as the smoke clears there stands�SICKLE!! He calmly makes his way to the ring and waits.
Sickle slowly paces back and forth. He makes to speak, then he stops, and goes back to pacing. He goes to speak again, then he stops and goes back to pacing. Finally leans on the ropes and speaks.
: Screw loose, nutcase, and plain ass whimp and egotistical ass. What type of person comes to mind when you hear those words? Hear these past days it has been the dumbass known as Blade that comes to my mind! Now the egotistical part fits Blade more than any person I have ever met. Blade, you actually think you can beat me? You think your sorry rookie ass can beat the 'gothic icon'? I am a legend! Look at me, just by myself I could whip most of the people in the back. Then you throw me into the mix with a single individual and you got trouble. But I am a monster beyond anything even your mind could come up with. Look at me right now I do not even look the same as I did last time I did a promo. Why did I change my appearance? I changed my overall appearance to show my POWER!! I have a type of power that is not of this world. The type of power I have is far far greater than what anyone ever dreamed of. I have the ability to change my appearance but to be perfectly honest with you this is my actual appearance the other's were the illusions. Now down to the match.
Blade, that is what you call yourself right? Well lets do a quick look at what Blade means. I did a little bit of reasearch on the internet, and this is what I found
Sickle pulls out a piece of paper and begins reading it
: A sharp object generally used for stabing.
Sickle puts the paper back in his jacket
: Now what that means to those who dont understand the jibber jabbish of Webster is that Blade supposedly means a tool that stabs. Well guess what Blade you are going to have a chance to meet that name first hand. Not only am I going to personally make sure to throw your bitch ass to the mat at Shockwave but I am also going to make sure to beat your ass afterwards.
Blade, you egotistical maniac, you actually think that you can beat me? You must be crazy than your doctors give you credit for. Blade's husband, I would suggest that you commit him immediately because if you don't he will be hurting. Oh the gates to hell have been opened, for I am the keeper of their gates. I am the holder of death. I will bring the pain, the sweat, the agony, and yes I will even bring back the ...VICTORY!! There will be no stopping me. Those awake have one ordered universe in common, but in sleep every man turns away to one of his own. Whoever said that never met me because I already am an island to myself. I will have the victory. You know according to one famous philosopher it is not talking or thinking to talk or think about something that does not exist so henceforth according to him I cannot verbally acknowledge the absence of skill that is in the wrestler known as Blade as well as anyone else who is crazy enough to get into the ring with me. You see everyone when you step into that ring with us it becomes purely business. Please do not take this personally but I will win and that is the bottomline. So faggot Blade, one way or another I will get the win. The lines are drawn, the sides are set...the tanks are ready. Which side will you choose?
Now I will draw my attention elsewhere for a minute. Blade, after I win Shockwave I am coming after your sorry ass next, and I am going to take that Gold. Why? Because who's going to stop me? Nobody that's who. There is not a damn soul in this fed that can stop me so stop thinking I can see the smoke you big gallute. I said that when I entered this fed I was going to rise to the top and I meant it. Now after I get the gold and reach that goal I will focus on setting my group up here in EFW. So everyone backstage get ready. Anyone in the back who thinks they are dark, who thinks that they had stand hanging with the darkest then go ahead and get ahold of me.
Oh yes and Blade, and anyone that is going to be in the tourney? I am the shadow on the moon at night filling your dreams to the brim with fright
Sickle then throws down the mike and all the lights go out
The scene fades out when the lights come back on with nothing in the ring but a BLOOD-COVERED Blade shirt!
