The scene opens to a place that is somewhere beyond and before time. It is that place that exists between dream and wake. Somehow it's entrance is inbetween time.
It isn't heaven, it isn't hell, but it isn't a limbo either. It is a void.
It is a huge area of blankness. Fog covers the 'ground'.
A shadowy figure stands somewhere in the distance but alas in the closeness. Ah but in the shadowy fog ,that brings that eerieness to something already disturbing and culturally denied to exist, comes three figures on the opposite. They are levitating over to him. After what seems like an eternity and yet somehow at the same time also seems like milliseconds they meet with ...SICKLE! He falls down in almost a worship manner.
Then the center one speaks, his speaking is more like an echo than actual speaking.
center: I am known as Kostaninos. You have reached what is commonly know to the people of your realm as the void. We are the elders of the void. We have been watching you for a very long time now. You may not remember but you were birthed here. This week past you FAILED! You were supposed to bring back the one who bashes those of the dark path, those of the spiritual birth of the void. Do you know what we do to failures?!
Sickle begins to shake and tremble with fear.. The three levitating laugh
I am only kidding with you. You are after all a member of the human race. You are destined to fail at some point in time. You gave it your all but your partner was laxitive, he did not put his full concentration into that job. From now on at least once a week you will be brought here to this particular point in the void to report to us. Is that understood?
: I understand great elder. However,.....YOU understand this, you have scared me once because you have a loud voice. I am WARNING YOU! Do not toy with me and do not treat me as a mere mortal and especially NEVER refer to me as a human being. I am of a race greater than the humans and the vampires. I am of a race that was powerful enough to CREATE the void. Be warned what you say...
Kostaninos: FOOL! You actually believe all of this? Yes it is true that you are not merely human. You are indeed of another nature. HOWEVER, we are the elders of the void because WE created it! And, if you thought that was loud then try to act tough to me again. I will break you of your cocky attitude. You will learn that we are your superiors. Do not mistake me I am by no means telling you to listen to your human superiors. That would be dumb. In any case I am through with you. You will find a knive in your robe, take that knive and cut the air, think of where you want to be before you cut though. By the way you will look like you were before you came into the void today.
Sickle dug in his robe, and low and behold he found an unearthly dagger. He sliced at what he perceived to be air and there was an opening. He walked out into...
*the scene fades out
The scene reopens to Sickle's locker room backstage. He is trying to once again talk reason to Pandora.
:High elders of SH*T! F**k them you da man! I stay dat they bweed like everyone else. You should 'a took that dagger and shoved it in his fucking gut!
: Really and what would you have proposed if I would have done that and the only thing that happened was that they got raging mad, and or laughed?
: Then in dat case ...well, in that case....pretty knive...I want to see pretty knive. I want knive, I want knive, I want knive. Give me knive or I make someone bleed tonight...
: Normally I would have met your demands and you know that but tonight I can't. You see like I told you they took it from me when I left.
Pandora got up off of the floor, looked at Sickle and then headed to the door, before she left though she said
: Someone is GOING to BLEED!
Then she stormed out of the room, and Sickle was looking pissed until he got a phone call.
: Oh really, dude that is like so freaking awesome...oh yeah the time is near. Everything is falling into place man just like we planned it. Hey the good news is this weekend I can damn near guarantee that I will move on and kick some ass. I mean who is going to stop someone this good. That has to say something doesn't it. Well, man I gotta go. I got a promo to cut.
*The scene fades out*
p> The scene reopens in the EFW ring-side area. Then they go completely off as a blue light shines on the ramp and a video comes on the titantron of vampires and other mysterious figures and then it goes to blinking different words: Bringer of Damnation, the Armageddon, Child of the Wrenched darkness�Then it waits for a minute, all lights go out and there is a huge explosion as the word Sickle comes up and then a picture of Sickle. Then there is a voice heard over the titantron that says: You don�t know the half of it! It�s just beginning, then For Whom the Bell Tolls by Metallica starts to play over the titantron as Sickle walks out and heads to the ring, once inside he pulls out a mike : We all have many faces in our subconscious. They basically can be categorized under bright human nature and dark human nature. Through the education of society, people tend to eliminate their dark side of nature. Wrong! We should embrace all our nature to form a complete self. Let's face the reality- this is not a perfect world. We are allowed to have minor reaction toward the imperfection. I was the imperfect a couple weeks ago.
Now I see I have to face some supposed greats. In the three way hardcore fight there will be no true talent but me. Talent NOT to be, talent just waiting for a chance that will never come, and talent that has already been,and will continue to be Black would most definetely be the has yet to be. Now as for the others they are not important. What is important is that I, Sickle, am going to be.....the next EFW Hardcore Champion.
Now I see potential darkness in almost all of you but even if we situate in a perfect condition, our minds are still their own boss and can go whatever direction..... It's essential to let your dark sides run free under certain boundary. Then most likely you won't grab a shotgun to blow the living hell of people when you are fed up. I just am though, fed up that is.
I am a true goth. No I don't run around in ill-fitting cheap vinyl get-ups from wal-mart. But I also don't spend two hundred dollars on clothes at Hot Topic. I don't worship the bastard known as Eminem. I know what goth is, so I'm not out there fucking it up and making all the other goths vomit. Furthermore, I am not aiding the publics already misled views on the gothic subculture. Ice and Hawk, you will pay in violent manner for your insolence. It will come down to you two and I in the squared circle, one on one on one in an electrified cage. At this point in time I will have to show you that I am indeed argumentably the best wrestler, hardcore or otherwise in the EFW with NO exception.
Like I have told others before you people, when I get in the ring with someone, if we are buddies, it is no longer personal it is only business. It is all about the gold. Because I really want to make some rules of my own. You know the saying 'those who have the gold make the rules'. Boys, no doubt you are all extraordinary athletes but none of you are going to get that win not saying that it is impossible for anything is possible but the bottomline is that I will win whatever the cost. I want some GOLD! And by God I am going to get it. No man, group, or entity is going to stand in my way of that. You see when I fight both of you bastards it is another chance to prove my ability. You see I have lived the majority of my major life on the street. I had to fight fucking drunks for a half eaten burger. I had to fight fucking bums for a box to sleep under. I KNOW the streets. I know how to fight in ways that most wrestlers just do not comprehend.
Let me guess you guys are thinking that you can deliver a Sickle ass kicking? Boys none of you have the skills, the intellect, or the plain muscle to pull that off. I am one of the most aggressive wrestlers you will ever meet simply because I am always thinking not of my next move but of your next move. Ever vigilant and watching I am. Let me guess you dont know what a sickle is? A sickle is a sharpened weapon carried by farmers to spread the seeds. It is also used by Death to gather the dead and that is exactly what I am going to do to you boys. I am going to gather you for death.
I am going to harvest the fiest of your weakened bodies and and use the strength and moves that you once used, to be the EFW Hardcore Champion. I will beat both of you at one time, and there can be no stopping me because I am that good. I am a seasoned veteran while the rest of you are at best a veteran. I know for a fact that neither of you are veterans and I will make sure to beat you fast and hard. Then after I beat the both of you and make an example out of you, An example that will say that I am the best in this bassackwards wrestling federation, I will beat the rest of you in the back. There will be no mercy, there will be no holding back. All of the EFW fans will see the wrath of the darkness as they behold my strength in the Electric Hardcore Cage Match, my skills and my technique. All of you will be able to behold a very wonderful and amazingly awesome thing as I stand tall in the ring after the rumble and raise my hands in victory.
One more thing Boys... I am a divine vision of otherworldly beauty that will haunt all your miserable days. Now to the rest of you watching this; Watching a peaceful death of a human being reminds us of a falling star; one of a million lights in a vast sky that flares up for a brief moment only to disappear into the endless night forever.Come with me to the night's calling. Walk into a chill, frozen over centuries passed, awaiting your filling bounty. Escape you will not, nor will this be your desire. Forever is a taste of ecstasy, and you shall be its slave....how each of us decides I've never been sure the part we play the way we are how each of us denies any other way in the world.
Sickle dropped the mike and before it hit the ground, the lights went out for a couple of minutes. Then a blue light shined on the ramp. Right in front of the entrance was a blue symbol of an Archangel. Inside the entrance itself was a blue mist and in it a shadow. Then Poor Twisted Me by Metallica starts to play over the p.a. system.
*The scene fades out as the mysterious figure put one foot out of the mist, and Sickle is whiter than a marshmellow.
