The scene opens on a really, really dark night. The sound of waves crashing against the shore can be heard every so vaguely in the distance. Then there is the sound of wood crashing, HARD, against some rocks. Then there is flames, and human screaming. The ship that was burning had three-maste, it was square rigged on maincast and fore and aft rigged on mizzen. It became clear that this was without a shadow of a doubt a barque, a type of ship prefered by pirates. The jolly roger ensign was going down fast. Scuffled voices could be heard cursiung in a very fearful tongue. Then for just a second the flames got bright enough for one to see an old abandoned lighthouse. A far off figure of a man in a trench coat can be seen. He walks towards the ship.
*The very fundamental things that I thought I had known about myself are now in question. Three unkown beings have claimed that I am actually originated from the void. The void? A place where there is no time, no matter, really...no thought. So how can there be birth there? My country and my memory tells me that I am from New York City and that I lived most of my life on the mean streets and underground world of that city. Is it possible to have been born at two entirely different places? Are they saying that the void is my place of birth or of origin and if they are then what is that supposed to mean? Isn't birth and origin the same? Or are they different? Was my soul 'born' in the void or was it my body. Their are far too many questions unanswered. Kind of like the ghosts of that pirate ship, I too have some unsettled business. Shadow Stalker thinks he has seen hell. Oh the time is far from over yet and it will be represented as I destroy Shadow Stalker and get the title.*
The man then heads towards the lighthouse but all of a sudden a rip, almost like a wave, comes in front of him, and without knowing it, he walks right through it.
*The scene fades out*
The scene reopens to a hotel/casino. Sickle suddenly appears in a dark corner. He leaves the corner and heads towards the only area that is quiet. They are all watching television. Sickle pushes through the crowd of people to see what it is. Finally after a large amount of shoving and cursing he sees what it is. It's Shadow Stalker again. Shadow Stalker running at the damn mouth. Sickle sat down on a stool to the left of him and watched with the crowd as Freeze runs his mouth. The camera zooms in on the television
Shadow Stalker: Sacrifice is a part of life that most people don't learn about. For someone to give something so cherishable as their life for another who he has never met, is the ultimate sacrifice. For that I will bestow honor apon him. At last I have witnessed the true nature of my impending battle. The man that leads the Nocturnals, Sickle, had quite a bit to say tonight. I've learned one thing in this mortal realm, when someone fears someone else to no end, when they know the fight could possibly end up with them on the wrong end of the match, they return to the one thing that all human have come accustomed to, homosexuality. Why Sickle did you think that calling me names would make me mad? What purpose did that serve to make up lies, to make yourself feel better. I laugh at your petty attempt to rattle me, I've seen better out of inferior prospects. This Sunday Night you claim that you will take my soul, that you will feast apon my body, and that you will bring hell to the ring. If you can indeed pull the firey pits of hell into the very ring we will fight in, you are talking about a true hardcore match. The funny part is I know that you can not bring hell to earth, that would take time, the right medallions, and a whole lot of faith, which in you is in short supply.
Sickle quietly walked away from the area, so that no one would notice him. Suddenly he got the urge to go somewhere. He knew that he was being summoned for one reason or another. He could almost feel his anger rising at being summoned like a mere servant but he knew what he had to do. He went to the elevators, made sure that no one else was coming, and then pressed the up button. The little dink came and then the doors opened and Sickle walked in, and then quickly pressed the 'close doors' button. Then he looked over the button. The floor he needed to get off at was not listed, it was skipped. So he took out a marker and wrote the number he needed onto another button for a different floor. Then he pressed the button and waited. He kindly paced back and forth and whistled dixie while he was waiting. Then there was a ding and the doors opened, and Sickle walked out into the void. Something weird was going on right in front of his very eyes. A gorgeous female was bathing in the nude. But the fact that she was nude was not the weird part, it was the fact that he recognized her and that she was bathing with skeletons. Her nude body was so attractive that she had brought the skeletons back to life. Sickle tryed to look the other way, as a gentlement should. Her cheeks shined like the sunlight. Sickle spoke to her while waiting...
: Moira, what are you doing here? Should it be that the fate's have brought us together once more.
Moira looks at him kind of weird
Moira: What we had in the underground was only stopped because you left, not the feeling. The feeling never left
: What the HELL's that supposed to mean?
Moira: It means I still love you,Sickle. I never stopped loving you...
: Would you please put your clothes on?
Moira: Why? Does my nudity make you uncomfortable ...Sickle? It didn't used to...at least not while you were still on top. Well, anyways I don't want to do anything to make you uncomfortable, just let me get Pandora to come back down this way so she can get her clothes on too.
Sickle turned white
: My sister is in that river ....NUDE!?
Moira just ignored him, and continued to get dressed. Pandora came towards where Moira was(about ten minutes after Moira was finally dressed). All of a sudden the river disappeared and in its place was...nothing. Then three figures appeared. They hovered high above Sickle, Pandora, and Moira.
Konstaninos: Your thoughts are quite justified Sickle. There was a slight nudge to fate you two to come back together. The time has come for you to face your past. This seems to be lodged in your thoughts more than anything else...so to help you to become a better individual we have brought our powers together to bend fate to our will. So Sickle you may go now and continue to grow in your powers but know that things are going to change drastically for you and for anyone around you. I fear for those who would challenge you.
Then Konstaninos nodded his head and there was an opening in the void. Sickle, Moira, and Pandora walked through the rip in the void.
*the scene fades out
The scene reopens at the RPW parking lot. A black limousine, a green hum-v, and a black impala all pull up. The driver parks the limousine, gets out, shuts his door, and then opens the back door. Out walks,Sickle, Pandora, and Moira . They look around at the parking lot, and then Sickle passes the driver a fifty. The driver gets back in the limousine, and then speeds off. Then the door for the impala open and out comes Rox. They head over to Sickle and the other three. Then, ever so slowly the door to the green hum-v opens. Out of the green hum-v walks one of America's finest, Beret. He walks over to Sickle.
: Where are they?
Beret: Their coming, trust me.
As soon as he said that multiple helicopters were heard in the distance. The helicopters came in like bee's. All of them slowly hovered over the parking lot. Ropes came falling down from the helicopters, then multiple soldier looking guys repelled down the ropes. When it was all done there was at least a hundred guys there. All of them had camouflage pants, black combat boots, regulated belts, and black shirts with some mysterious symbol on them. They all head towards the arena.
*The scene fades out*
The scene reopens in the ring-side area.
J-Dogg: Welcome everyone to the RPW HouseShow. I'm J-Dogg
Josh: and I'm Josh
Silver: and I'm Silver
J-Dogg: Wow! There have been a lot of changes around the RPW here lately.
Josh: I'll say, especially with this whole Sickle and Shadow Stalker thing going on.
Silver: Yeah, who would have ever thought that one new guy would cause so much havok.
J-Dogg: Tonight we have one hell of a match for you.
Josh: First we have Syringe,some crazy guy that should be in a mental institution
Silver: Versus the Violator
As soon as he said that the theme from Beetle Juice came over the p.a. system as well as a voice saying :'We have an escapee, all citizens please be on the look out. An individual has escaped from the local institution and is to be considered armed and dangerous' and then out came a really creepy looking individual.
He ran to the ring, foaming at the mouth and practically dragging his knuckles. Once inside the ring, the lights go out, then a gray fog builds up around the ramp and Meet the Creeper by Rob Zombie comes over the p.a. system as the Violater walks out
The Violator rolls into the ring only to be met by some fearsome blows by Syringe. The Violator lifts Syringe by his armpits and plants him with a wicked side-walk slam. Syringe grabs the Violator by his feet and gives him a painful spinebuster. The Violator rolls out of the ring and slips a pair of brass knuckles on his hands. He rolls back into the ring, and right as he swings at Syringe, all the lights go out except for a video on the titantron. 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!! The lights come completely back on and in the ring the Violator is laid out cold as Rox and Beret rolls out of the ring. Syringe rolls ontop of the Violator and the ref counts...1...2...3.
Ref: your winner...Syringe
Sickle baseball dives into the ring, allowing his trench coat to drag behind him. Rox, Kuehnor, and Beret just step over the ropes, while Moira, and Pandora, all take the stairs to the ring. Sickle then pulls out a mike
: Damnation and torment, this is the future of the innocent victim of ....well....ME! Now I realize I have a match with this guy the Shadow Stalker the cocky arrogant rude and plain out ignorant fool who is currently talking too much and has supposedly beat many a people. Ask me if I really give a damn. Oooh, I am shaking in my boots here Prez. Well, you certainly pulled out the big guns on this match didn't you. Was that just lack of creativity or are you really as dumb as you act?
Here we have one wanna be goth who thinks that being like everyone else here makes him a badass, then you have this guy who is the 'gothic icon'! Me, who was raised on the mean streets of New York City, and that is after I spent almost six years of my life in a prison like environment. After all the people that have been unable to beat me, what makes you think that you are going to be the one?
Mere threats put a smile on your face? Well, then hell our match should have you rolling over in laughter as I kick your ass. Threats were not made, but rather they were promises my dark comrade. Now as far as my funeral is concerned I have already had a funeral, granted my body is still here but my spirit is very dead. You can not kill the dead. You think you should fear me because I lived in a true gothic underground city? No, that was merely a history lesson and I appreciate the return of favor involving the mideival times. By the way since both of us keep bringing that up. Why not make this match not an ordinary hardcore match but rather a MIDEIVAL hardcore match!?
Now as far as true evil is concerned I have told you once I am beyond true evil or true good. I am something far darker and not quite so easy to describe as the 'been done' true evil. What does that make like fourteen wrestlers who claim to be true evil? I do not claim to be evil, true or no. I claim to be dark, there is a difference. What does everything you said prove? Nothing, all it proves is that you are able to read. Wow, that must be a talent from where you are from. You are however right about one thing. I have NEVER ever known fear nor will I ever. I do not feel fear, only darkness for I embrace it fully and completely. Now as far as the grim reaper is concerned what the hell did you think I was talking about. Some mythical creature created becuase of a pinting by Vincent Van Gogh known as the Grim Reaper, a sad farmer. Try looking up history sometime dumbass. No rather I was talking about my finisher. Now you talk about reading fairy tales my man but yet when you addressed Mark Steele you talked about do not face the Tooth Fairy because he will never enjoy the light again? I think YOU have watched too many movies moron. Darkness Falls was indeed a good movie but not something you should take too much to heart. The boundaries that hold mortals dear? Damn dude, I thought we were talking about a wrestling match. Now personally I do know about darkness more than you will ever understand? Why, because I do not come out onto national television giving away the truths of the darkness for that is betrayal, and more importantly is not something that should be bragged about by one who truly does understand the darkness. I could see saying this and that because that is who we are but going into such depth as you are doing is a consistent betrayal of who we are. You are bluntly defying the unwritten rules. I am here to wrestle. This is how I get money. This is not my life. My life is my life. I do not want to come out here and expose everything.
Oooh you are already dead? Oh my God, somebody stop me this could be fatal. Like I give a rat's ass. I do not tamper about being Lucifer's righthand man for that is too trivial. Hell is nothing but the former Heaven. If you have studied this type of thing you would know that. The fiery lake is another place entirely. Lucifer does indeed rule over Hell. But as I said before that is too trivial for me too think about. There are things out there that would make Lucifer tremble down to his kneee's. Like man for instance. Why? Because man has the ability to outright lie while Lucifer merely has the ability to miscontstrue. Humans are some of the most evil things there are, but once more I do not claim to be that. I rather claim to be something beyond good or evil something far darker. For evil is something that was created by God. Read the BIBLE if you think I am lying it says it in there. Listen to Lucifer's title, the PRINCE of darkness, not the king. Now back to point
I will win that title. Why? Well, for one because I am the better man. Now unlike Shadow Stalker I will explain why I am the better man. I beat every person except one that has gotten into the ring with me here Shadow Stalker. I have beat numerous here. I have shown numerous times that there can be no stopping me or the darkness. You were born and raised in a fairly average life which means that you dont know what it is to want something and then take it by the neck. I have shown everyone in the RPW that I am everything that I claim to be and more. For some damn reason though you and the rest of the back seems to thing that I am a nobody. Come Acid I will prove that unlike the majority of the people in the back I am the real deal and I am here to stay so dont be getting in my way.you remember this Shadow Stalker....much like the pirate ship I saw earlier, you will sink. You will fail to beat me. Much like Moira was bathing in the river of the void, I will bathe you in a river of your own blood. Shadow Stalker, you got your ass beat by me with a two by four before and come the twenty-sixth you will get your ass beat again, so prepare for YOUR hell.
Mark Steele, and Shadow Stalker the darkness is coming in a form in which you have no clue. When you stand in your budwa and look into the vanity you will not see a reflection of yourself but of the mist and fog of the darkness. For behind that mist, behind the fog, behind the darkened curtains will I be waiting. When you stood in the closet as a kid playing hide and go seek hoping that your friend would hurry up and find you so that you could go back into the light I was there! Into the darkness pearing, fearing, dreaming dreams no mortal dare to dream before and so the darkness will soar for there isnt just me there is more. Tremble and shake because I am watching at the bottom of your lake. Sit and wonder if I am a fake. Pray for the light because I am waiting waiting in the night. I am the shadow on the moon at night, filling your dreams to the brim with fright, and know that.... The bell tolls for you ...Shadow Stalker!
The scene fades out as Sickle is still standing in the center of the ring with For Whom the Bell Tolls by Metallica blaring over the p.a. system
: Moira, what are you doing here? Should it be that the fate's have brought us together once more.
and then everything went black for a moment