The scene opens to a place that exists beyond. A place that's self-obtained. This place is somewhere between Heaven and Hell. Just before the gates that are so famous. Not quite in Hell but close enough to hear the human screams of the people in Hell. A figure can be seen standing in the shadows awaiting the orders. Finally someone comes to him. Some would say he is at what is known in Egyptian mythology as Styxx, other would say that he was in the Purgatory. In any case, a boat rowed in beside him, with a figure in it.

This figure almost looked like the Grim Reaper, but, there was something more conforting about him. The boat was not a canoe like most people would imagine but more like one of the old-fashioned English boats. You know, the boats that are shown in Moby Dick, Treasure Island. Sickle looks around at his surroundings. It is something rather astonishing. It is not anything like most people would think.

*The water is so red. Actually almost everything is red. Where is all the flames?My this is a long boat ride. Somehow this does not seem as much at home as the void does. The void was so, so, so conformting.

The boat ride seemed so long that it was almost unbearable. Finally, they arrived at the center of Hell. It was a long stairwell, going upwards, until it reached an old creepy looking fort-type castle. It was huge!

The boat pulled to the shore of this creepy place and then anchored. Sickle got off and headed up the steep stairs. Sickle looked up and to his astonishement saw figures falling, almost from the sky, into the fort-type castle. They were screaming the whole way down. Once they reached inside of it, the screaming only got louder. Each step had six, six, six branded in the center of it. Also, in the sky, there was almost like a television type thing.

It showed multiple different people. They all had one thing in common. Sin! There were murderers, rapers, thiefs, and every other type of criminal imaginable on this television type set. It almost seemed like a huge orb. This whole seen made Sickle quiver. There was something just unsettling about it.

Sickle climbed the stairs for what seemed like eternity and may very well have been(if he did not have the elders of the void on his side). After all this time Sickle arrived at the gates. A figure came up to Sickle. This figure was clad in robes, red robes with some weird design on them.

weird guy: You have been summoned to the gates of the center of Hell to collect what I believe you would like to have.

Sickle looks at him kind of weirdly

weird guy: You will see what I mean....follow me

Sickle follows him to what can only be called a prison cell, but in a place like this, a prison cell is a cake's walk compared to what awaited you outside. Inside their was a shreiking. A female shreiking. Sickle recognized that shriek immediately. It was Pandora! The weird guy pulled out a ring of keys. He opened the cell and out came Pandora. The weird guy guided them back to the gates. Once at the gates Sickle spoke up.

: Aight, you had better start explaining why my sister was in this FUCKING place!

Weird guy: Hey chill! I am a chosen Hellspawn by the master himself

: Not my master pal. So you had better start explaining

weird guy: Well, one of the Hellspawns, a rookie, went to the top-world. He was supposed to bring someone back. But, he did not listen very well to the description of who he was supposed to bring back. He was going to every city, looking at every soul, and he could not remember who it was. Finally, in desperation, he landed in an alley. He had to think what he was going to do. How was he going to explain this to the master? Then this crazed female came down the alley. He ran up to her, and before he even had time to think, she was stabbing him over and over again. It didn't really hurt him, but it did shock him. He had never been attacked by a human before. So, he decided that it was better if he just faced the facts and headed back home. She apparently said something like 'pretty colors, want robe; pretty colors, want robe' and followed him all the way to here. Once here she decided that she liked the color of the place and wanted to stay. Master told her that she could not stay and she became fuming mad. She tryed to stab the master! In any case, for her own safety we locked her in the cell, until you came to get her.

Sickle just shook his head, for several minutes. Then, he grabbed Pandora by the hand and lead her back to the shore.

Once on the ship, Sickle locked Pandora in the bottom part of the ship. Sickle figured this way she would not try to stab the guy steering the boat.

*The scene fades out*

The scene reopens in the void. Three figures are seen levitating. Pandora and Sickle walk through the(well what seems like)wall. The lead figure looks at Pandora and then looks at Sickle with a question look on his face. Then he speaks

Kostaninos: Sickle, you are now reaching the breaking point. You are coming to a time in which the people of the realm and time-span of Earth will know what you are cabable of. I fear for the RPW and especially for Shadow Stalker. Your destiny lies in the title that you fight for. Now, Pandora, we are quite aware of who you are. We also know why you are the way you are. Now do you know what your calling is dear?

The three elders await an answer patiently from Pandora. Pandora kind of scratches her head and then looks up at them

: Did you use one-eight-hundred collect? If not then I probably didn't get that call.

Kostaninos: What? Do you dare to jest of your destiny? Of your calling?

: You know for the almight elder, you sure are pretty stupid. If you diiaalleed ju-ust ze-ro then I did not get it.

One of the other elders spoke up.

Gerdan: I do not think the little lady is jesting Kostaninos. Personally I prefer ten-ten-two-twenty

All of a sudden the great elders of the void started arguing about phone services! One could tell that thing were getting really heated. Sickle grabbed Pandora, pulled out the dagger, and left through the great opening that is the void. The two come out at the RPW parking lot. Sickle notices a long stretch limousine, and a big monster truck is parked in the lot. He heads into the backstage area with Pandora following close behind him. Sickle walks to his locker room. He opens the door and there is Kuehnor, Rox, and Beret. Sickle looks at everyone there and smiles.

: Ladies, tonight we open up act 1 of the reign of new terror! So grab your paint cans and lets get this party started.

Meanwhile in the ringside area, an interviewer is inside the ring awaiting the interview while J-Dogg and Silver along with Josh(who just recently recovered) commentate on his sorry ass.

J-Dogg: Wow that was some serious fun the other day.

Rocky: I haven't kicked that much ass in a long time.

Josh: Would you two goons shut the hell up? You guys didn't even let me come out

J-Dogg: If we would have let you come, Sickle would have beat your ass like he always does.

Rocky: Hey man we were just looking out for your well-being

Josh: Well, if Sickle would have tryed anything I would have showed him. I am not the same guy I used to be. I would have kicked his monkey ass and Draven's to...

Josh got interrupted when 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!!

Sickle calmly walks down to the ring with his trench coat flowing behind him. Sickle ever so easily rolls into the ring, while the others take the stairs.

Sickle paces back and forth for a minute, then he stops and pulls out a mike.

: Shadow Stalker, You peddy-nosed, dick licking, cock sucking, ass-munching, back-side riding, gay ass bitch. Shadow Stalker, I will clearly kick your monkey ass all over this fucking ring. Shadow, cock, hock whatever the fuck you wanna call yourself, you want to talk about Hell? I can talk about Hell. Fuck, I can give you directions. It's very simple. All you have to do is walk down the ramp, get into the ring, and ring the bell. Welcome to ..HELL!

You are yet another obstacle that the world has tryed to use on me. Well, guess what when we get in this ring. I am going to turn your life upside down, and pull your insides out. I am going to munch on your intestines and piss down your spinal chord. I will have the gold and no one will stop me from that. Especially not some little chump like you. I will grant you that my career in the RPW has been kind of hidden but you know what? I will make a come back, and what a comeback it will be! Make no mistake Shadow Stalker you will not be spared because this is not like the others you met before me. You won't have to fight some lily ass loud talking rookie. You may have beaten others before me but that was them and this is me.

When I get in this ring, there is no telling what I will do. You see when I get in this ring, this urge takes over me and I thirst for blood. My thirst will be quenched when you get in this ring. I am going to do to you much like what I did to those before you. NOTHING will stand in my way! I am the most extreme person in here. You want to die early? That is what you are doing when you step into this ring with me. I am a homicidal crazy ass motherfucker. No I am not evil. I am just misunderstood(pause)...and EVIL!! I am not one of these rookie punks that you can just push around. I will toss you around the ring. Yeah that's right it is possible to be beat by a freak. You come out here and run your mouth about how I am freak, and I am bi-polar, and you have seen my type of ploy before and you know what? I think deep down underneath all your show, all your talk, and all the shit in-between you are scared because you realize that I am indeed a threat to get that title and will remain so until I have it. You went ahead with the fight with me because you didnt want to seem like a punk. You didnt want anyone to know that the great Shadow Stalker has fear. In all your talk and in all your supposed glory you are afraid. You are shaking to the core. You will become raggedy anne. I will show the people that compared to me you are nothing but a little bitch, Shadow Stalker. I will ride you into your grave. I will introduce you to the Grim Reaper.

You think putting me on a cross will stop me? I am NOT Jesus! I will not sit up on the cross and say God forgive them for they know not what they do. No I will pull the cross off with me, no matter how high, and then beat your ass with the cross still attached. I do not get fucking seizures when ghosts come me around I get more like a six sense. I am able to tell when I am around a ghost for one, and for two I would not be unnatural because just because somebody died does mean that they will automatically become a ghost. Ghost only occur because of unfinished business.

Now you have seen things that would turn my stomach inside out? I have DONE things that would turn your stomach inside out. I have HAD to eat people that were already dead just so that I would starve to death. I have been to the true underground of the gothic world. All you have managed to prove to anybody is that you can talk a good talk, and you should be the walking advertisement for Hot Topic. As for torture, I have seen people been tortured in the Gothic underground just because they were trying to write an article for a magazine. You think medieval tortures are gone and history, wrong! I watched a man have his penis cut off and then the tissue used to sew him together so that he would still live. This is what they taught us was to be considered as a warning. People in the true gothic underground will put a spike leash on you with the spikes facing inward and will do it ever so slowly so that the second that you try to take it out you die in seconds. But if you do not you still die.

Do not be deceived by your overconfidence. You may indeed have talent. But you do not exceed me and do not continue to underestimate me for if you do it will be your greatest mistake. I have killed more men than I care to admit to. Now as for evil. Evil is a freely used word. What I know, have seen, and am is far greater than evil as mere mortals understand it. I am not one of ignorance. Now the worst place for any soul to be is simple....EARTH. This place is the purgatory that was mentioned in before documents. The true absolute evil is man. What I am, know, and have seen is far greater than true evil or true good. It is something that is so unestablished and unaffiliated that it would give the darkest of things nightmares. I am indeed a lucid nightmare and come Acid Rain I will smell your fear as it runs down your pants. Your poser ways will end soon, and I will show everyone once more why I am not one to be underestimated. While I do care about my group, NOBODY gets in the way of me getting to a title!

Now, let's look at the logistics of this...Anyways, the logistics of it says that you will lose. I am a crazed maniac. For now I will allow usage of that term. While you are a sane-man. Now what does logistics have to do with sane and insane? You ask. Well, it is rather simple really. A sane man makes sane, rational desisions while someone like myself well, does not. You see as the power surges through me my thirst for your BLOOD rises higher. Make no mistake I will have your blood in my mouth. I will taste your fear. I will have your SOUL! You will see no mercy as there is no mercy for those who make themselves an obstacle of what I am after. The power of menau runs through my veins. He is the source of my strength. The elders of the void are his voice. I will kick your ass you dick lickin,shit smellin, ass pickin, butt blastin sumbitch. You think you have seen me violent, you haven't seen shit..yet! Here comes the creepy part Shadow Stalker, what if its not a ploy? And even if it is what if my talent really does exceed yours? Sleep well Shadow Stalker, because ..I am the shadow on the moon at night filling your dreams to the brim with fright.

Meanwhile Rox and Kuehnor had Josh on the top turnbuckle, closest to the announcers table, Kuehnor then put Josh over his head, then he jumped down in powerbomb fashion, but as he was coming down Josh's head bounced off one of the metal monitors and cracked his skull open. Yet, somehow it had still broken the announcer's table into pieces. Rox pulled out a spray paint can and spray painted on Josh's back. N

Sickle goes over to Josh and forces the camera man to look down at Josh

: Shadow Stalker consider this a preview of things to come!

The scene fades out with the camera still on the twisted and mangled body of Josh as the medics haul him away

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