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Kat v Bob v Darkness Reaper Kat and Bob wanted to make a stand against the darkness, and Nick Demola was only too happy to even up the odds. |
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*The Reaper sat on a bench close to the
city where the his next match would be, The Reaper was now coming up to
his third match in 411Fed, he was still feeling the aftershock from his
last match with Kat, he hated Kat so much, he wanted to destroy her, he
saw images in his head of her burning, and he wanted her to feel pain. His
next match was against Bob and Kat and he was tagging with some old fart
from New Jersey, The Reaper has no idea why he has to tag with this Demola
person, having no clue who he is and certainly not taking a liking to him.
But more so he hated Bob and Kat's kind, people like him were the reason
The Reaper was like this, with an arm of steel and a mind full of hate and
fury. The Reaper fed on the pain of others and would vow to make Bob and
Kat feel his hate* *He looked over at the city; moving from city to city was not The Reaper’s choice of career. He always felt a new city was just a new place of happiness and smiles. He can see people on the street smiling and laughing, the pavement they walk on made of stone, shattered by all the people walking over it, taking it for granted, one of them drops his drink, they all just laugh, The Reaper doesn’t understand how they can find something as simple as a drop of a drink, he can take pleasure in other people’s misfortune but not something as petty as the drop of a cheap drink, he stands up making his way into a new city to him, Las Vegas, a city of glamour and glitz at night, now a city like any other. He ventures away from his bench of security and clam, he makes into the inner city and decides to catch a taxi from here, The Reaper was now making some good money and would spend it, it had no value to The Reaper himself and just used to get around the city and buy things, The Reaper had somewhat learnt not to abuse people to get what he wanted, although if they argue The Reaper would not fret to do anything. A taxi comes and The Reaper just requests a ride down to any food place but an oriental place, he remembers his match with Kat again, the three count was done and with that he had won the match, the stupid idiot Bob tried to interfere though and for that he would pay, The Reaper desperately tries to hold onto the memory of his match not wanting to forget one of his greatest achievemnts. The taxi driver makes no attempts to communicate and just drives, after several minutes The Reaper is taken to a small restaurant serving pizza and pasta. He pays the driver and leaves hoping to get a decent feast, he enters the restaurant and the smell of dough and tomato is overwhelming, he observes the workers handling the food with their hands thinking about the lack of hygiene, The Reaper leaves the restaurant due to sheer disgust, he walks down the cracked pavement dodging people on the street as they go about their business and not caring about anybody else.* *The Reaper finds a small hygienic looking restaurant, serving burgers, although the restaurant itself looks beat down with the walls unpolished white tiles and the floor sticky from dropped drinks and dirty shoes, he continues in and requests a burger and drink, he pays the clerk and leaves the restaurant, the burger looks nothing like that advertised and the drink looks different to the one he ordered but The Reaper remains hungry and finishes both quickly, thinking about his match with Bob, he begins to feel more and more angry, after his encounter with Kat and Bob last time, he is cautious but in no way worried, The Reaper actually felt good today, not kind but good, thoughts about death and destruction soothed his headache instead of causing it and he was happy. He kept walking along the same street passing many restaurants, Thai, Italian, Chinese, Portuguese, Lebanese and lastly Japanese, The Reaper’s mood turned from good straight to bad, everything there reminded him of his first match, he couldn’t remember it at first but when it clicked in his brain, he did remember it, better than he should.* *1… 2… 3… That idiot Bob couldn’t stop the pin and due to him both had lost and again Bob would be a loser, The Reaper train of though tis interrupted as he feels a presence behind him and hears a voice, the voice of John.* John: Hey, you need to come with me. The Reaper: To Jenny! John: Sorry mate, not yet, soon still. The Reaper: Fine, but where are we going? John: To the arena, you have to cut a promo. The Reaper: Yes, but if I do want meet Jenny soon… John: Yeah, relax you will.. *They both leave to the arena catching a taxi, they arrive and walk through the hallways, the hallways were a big maze, each passing leading to a different room until they reached the big curtin, The Reaper had only walked through it for his matches and it felt different walking through it with no crowd, no applaud, no boo, just silence. He walked down the aisle with no music and just stood in the ring, this was the first time The Reaper would be cutting a promo in front of a camera.* The Reaper: At Wargames Bob and Kat will die, the fucking little shit will feel the pain of The Reaper, I will kill him and his thought, breath, heartbeat will be no more. Director: Err… I don’t think you should do straight out promos from now or you can rely on your whole darkness gimmick. *The Reaper’s left to the hallway yet again and felt relieved he would never have to do a stupid promo anymore. The Reaper hears someone coming behind him and turns to investigate…* |
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"But Tracy can't we do this
later,I wantta go see Kat." Bob's reluctant manager explains the facts to him one more time. Tracy : "Kat is in the hospital under observation,she is asleep,like we should be,,just cut the promo so we can go back to the hotel,okay." Bob slow nods his head yes and finishes the rest of the short walk from the ramp to the ring in silence. The Reaper now remembers those voices Bob,the one who saved Kat,and his stupid breeder manager. Not so slowly Reaper turns back towards the ring. Only to encounter John once again. "Not tonight kid,alright?" Almost without thinking The Reaper replys. "Yes sir." John : " Thanks, i'll get someone to take you back to your motel." Reaper : "No,thank you,i'de rather walk." No further words are needed,or spoken,Reaper exits quietly. The night is cold but The Reaper feels an unexpectted warmth from deep inside. His natural anger and pain shortly come to shield him from the virus now within him,the disease of kindness. *********************************************************************** The smell of hospital cleaners,Kat was getting all too familiar to that smell. This time however thanks to her friend Bob,it's nothing a good nights sleep and alittle good news can't cure. The good news comes in the shape of a phone call From New York City just before breakfast. "Kat-chan,Good news." Akiko's voice nearly exploding over the telephone line. "She's awake,Momo-chan'z awake." Kat can bearly bring herself to believe Akiko until she hears a weak "Anata kichigai jimita Beikokujin." in the background. Kat : " And I hear she sends her love too." Akiko : "That's ment for a nurse, they're giving her something to keep her calm." Kat : " I hope they have a straight jacket and a muzzle ready." Kat laughs for the first time in days. Kat : "Seriously,how is she?" Akiko : " Not good, the doctors say she isn't out of the woods yet,but she is getting better." Kat : "Arigatoo for calling Akiko-chan." A nurse soon arrives with Kat's breakfast tray. " Please call again if" anything " comes up." The nurse hangs up the phone and hands Kat her tray. Bacon,eggs,hash browns,toast,jelly,orange juice,tea she quickly downs it all,she again has a reason to regain her lost strenght. Another reason arrives shortly,bearing gifts. Kat : " Hiro,did you hear abou..." Hiro catches her in mid-word,"about momo,hai,mister Kauffman has already made arrangements,we leave only three hours after the next match." Kat : "I forgot all about that for a moment." Hiro : " Just remember your not alone this time." Kat : " Neighter is he." Hiro verabally persues the arguement no further. Opening the shopping bag Kat spies a beautiful black dress and matching low heeled shoes. Hiro : " I hope you like them." Kat : They're beautiful..." Hiro : " And so are you." Hiro finally reviels the small box in his left hand. The necklace was of nearly unearthly beauty,real daimonds on every side. Kat : " How..." Hiro : "My secret." ************************************************************************* Reaper had gotten afew hours sleep here and there. But mostly he wandered. These city streets where too bright for his liking ,so he took to the alleys. He was looking for a fight. A new way to cause pain. And it wasn't long before he found it,in spades. |
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Once again he didnt get to do more than exchange a few words with
Kat ,she was taken away to get medical attention while he had to return to
the ring to cut a promo. He tried his best to help her , and although he
wasnt one to normally interfere with someone's else match , he felt he had
too , The reaper wasnt trying to just win his match against her , he was
trying to HURT her. ..... So after some coaxing from Tracey , Bob reluctantly did as he was asked and cut the promo, which could only be described as the most flat and emotionless promo of his entire career , no anger, no enthusiasm , just words he thought people would want to hear. ..... He just did what he had to do. ..... He was more than happy to tag with Kat , he admired her bravery in the ring , but what he couldnt understand was the hatred some of these wrestlers had towards others , both in and out of the ring. He had always believed live and let live , but it seemed some people in this fed thought otherwise , and a few seemed to even despise that concept. ..... It was bad enough Codek would yell and scream at him for no apparent reason , always yelling something about being judged , now he had to face the reaper , another person who seemed.. angry at everything and everyone , he didnt even seem happy with winning his match. ..... And Nick Demola , Bob had seen some of his matches when he was just a kid on a farm , his neighbour used to have a large TV and he would go over there after his chores to see a match every once in awhile. He was always a good wrestler , although he didnt seem to care for the rules at times. Bob actually looked forward to facing him , maybe learn a few things from the Veteran Wrestler. ..... He'd be facing the two of them soon enough , but now he had to head back to the bed and breakfast to get his things packed up so they could catch a flight to Las Vegas,the the location of the next 411 show. Bob was looking forward to seeing Las Vegas, as a child , his Uncle (who was in the Navy) would visit them from time to time , and tell him stories of how much fun Las Vegas was , about all the bright lights , all the entertainers and how Las Vegas had the greatest street vendors on almost every corner ! , he never did get to find out what they sold though , whenever he got to that part of the story his parents would suddenly send him out of the room to do homework or chores. But from the way his Uncle spoke , he knew that whatever it was it was something good , and finally he'd have a chance to find out what it was. |
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*The Reaper had left after his rather
dilapidated motel and just wandered the streets, seeing all sorts of
people as the lights of Vegas turned on and the night became lighter
than day, the crass commercialism of the state had come out and The
Reaper just stuck to his dirty alleyways, at least he wouldn’t run
into some low-life marketing absolute crap, he though to soon as he had
run into a woman of medium height, scruffy black hair, long stockings
and revealing clothes.* Woman: Hey baby, I know where we can put that arm… *The Reaper took this badly as he walked towards her ignoring her constant passes and instead grabbing her by the forehead.* Woman: Like it kinky, do we? That’s an extra charge. *The Reaper rage started to build gradually as his eyes became bloodshot and everything around him turned to a blur as he held his grip tighter on the rundown, gutter trash woman, he punched her until she could move no more, her screams were not heard through the sound of Las Vegas and she was then left to die, The Reaper briefly enjoying the look of terror in her face, her pale lifeless skin and mostly the concept of nothingness running through her mind. He left the scene with barely enough time to take as much pleasure as killing her gave him. With that The Reaper was gone.* *He roamed the streets, the lights and sounds become nothing more than a burden to the senses, the neon lights caused The Reaper to become dizzy and the sounds of the streets causing his ears to become useless, in all of this The Reaper doubted they’d ever find the body, he passed out in the middle of the ground the lights intimidating now like little flickering dots slowly fading as The Reaper did.* *The Reaper fell into another one of his deep trances, he again recalled back to the day of the car crash, he felt the searing pain in his arm and leg, Max had left them to die and more so he had tried to kill Jenny, she was bleeding furiously and The Reaper was sure she would die and he strongly believed that he would too. He heard sirens in the distance, he knew that the medics would be here soon, he closed his eyes and instead of darkness he saw light, he could no longer hear the sirens, they had stopped and he could now hear footsteps come towards Jenny and himself, he could hear their voices* Voice 1: Shit, there are two. Voice 2: If we call for more help, they’ll both be dead anyway. Voice 1: We’ll take the girl, the other one looks dead. Voice 2: Pity really. Voice 1: Fuck him, look at all the blood around him. *The Reaper hears them slowly step away and knows they’re taking Jenny with them* Voice 2: What about the other one? Voice 1: Leave him for the cop’s dogs. *The two laugh as The Reaper hears them place Jenny into the ambulance and in his head The Reaper hears Jenny say “goodbye Bob.” The name Bob bringing back memories and not those of one his opponents for his next match, but Jenny calling him Bob* *The Reaper was again awake and judging on the people walking by at the time, no one had stopped and looked at all, the hard ground was heavily felt on the back of his head and he even felt some blood, he just wiped it off and stood up, realising another piece of his mysterious past had been revealed now, the name Bob kept on disturbing him, why would Jenny call him Bob, The Reaper kept trying to remember his name, The Reaper being the only one to come to mind, he kept thinking as he walked through the people just ignoring the people bumping into him, he gave up frustrated and just prepared mentally for his match.* *The Reaper had his first win in the 411Fed over Kat, he knew she was courageous but that couldn’t help a woman in a man’s world. He thought back to his match as he lifted Kat above his head and got the three. Now it had really hit him that Bob had interfered, Bob was a pest, an annoyance, constantly helping Kat out, as long as Bob was around The Reaper was not getting at Kat, until Wargames, he could get both of them, with or without the help of his partner, Nick Demola he would beat them both down.* *The Reaper knew very little about Nick Demola, he had scene his first match, Demola was a relatively old man and The Reaper imagined him being more of a hindrance than a help, The Reaper needed to tell him one thing though, not to get in his way.* *The Reaper had passed many casinos and decided to go inside one and investigate, The Reaper could not remember if he had been here or not, having no recollection of his past entailed flaws like this, not remembering people, places and worse off himself.* *He entered the huge casino to be greeted with lights and huge red velvet hangings everywhere, the place was very heavily decorated and most of it unnecessary, he watched all the people literally shoving their money into the machines where most of them would lose it, loss and no gain seemed so pointless in life, like a child, they eat and return nothing. He explored around the casino finding large rooms holding special shows such as people making animals do tricks, people standing up and making bleak jokes on life and more often then not just bars, The Reaper entered and got a shot, then two, then three, four, five, six, seven and then The Reaper’s memory had faded and this time not from his amnesia.* *The Reaper having a high resistance had already recovered from the effects of the vodka by the time he was at the casino’s front door, where he made his exit back into the world of glitz and glamour, a world of sounds and music, a world of colour and light, a world of power and money and worst of all a world of people and happiness.* |
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The taxi outside the hospital's main
entrance for nearly twenty minutes before Hiro and a newly redressed Kat
make their exit. Hiro had long ago taken control of the wheelchair for the accompaining nurse. " Be careful Kat-chan,we won't want you to fall." His words of concern come only after he places his arms to steady her. Kat : "Doomoo arigatoo Hiro-san." Kat's whispered thanks flows like music thru his ears. Hiro replies to her with a full kiss apon the lips once Kat is safely seated inside the cab. This would be the first kiss of several before they'de reach the small private airport where a small luxury jet sits waiting. Only apon arrival does Kat realize the change a travel accomadations. Kat :"Hiro, you shouldn't!***" Hiro bows his head slightly. " This,I didn't. By the way,remember to call your father more often." No more words are spoken between the two until the beautiful silver plane takes to the air. John Kauffman had caught an earlier commersal flight with all the luggage in-tow,the two lovers where alone once again,this time where noone could disturb them. For the first time since leaving Osaka Kat and Hiro make love. Kind. Gentle. Passionate. True. Niether leaves the aircraft's plush sleeping area for the rest of the two hour flight. Kat feels safe in her lover's embrace,a feeling she shakes off for amoment. Kat : "Hiro-san, what about Momo-chan, I love her too." Hiro : "As do I. I know it can't be legal, but it is True, that's why I bought these." One small brown box containing three golden rings,two with diamonds. Kat kisses Hiro again full apon the lips as both fall back apon the queen sized bed. *************************************************************************** In some cosmic turn of fate Bob and Tracy where apon the self-same flight as John Kauffman, Bob found this fact facinating to no end, pelting the poor man with question after question about Kat and her friends. Tracy could have contained her charge at any time,but she was too busy enjoying to peace and quiet his absence brings with it,a feeling that she can never have too often for her liking. John Kauffman doesn't know that feeling again until he exit they're shared cab infront of a four star hotel. He won't be staying, he merely drops off the luggage in the closet of the Honeymoon suite, leaves a note that he'll call in the morning(not too early) and then departs. ************************************************************************ As the small private plane finally lands Hiro aids Kat to redress yet again. Upon exiting the aircraft yet another surprise awaits Kats,wide open, eyes, a stretch limo stands-by to wisk them away for a day...and a night, neither will soon forget. |
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They had gotten a pretty good hotel room for
their stay in Vegas, it was modest in furnishings but came equipped with
a large TV, and even a video game console, which Bob was happily playing
with, it was a wrestling game, almost as good as the real thing,
although his computer generated opponent was really strange.. I mean,
who spits out water as part of their entrance ? that's just rude. Just then the phone Rang , it was Tracey who answered it. "Hello ?" she asked in her businesslike, but polite voice "What do you mean a three way.. we have a contract with you that says..." Tracey protested "Listen we had an agreement .." ? Tracey began "Ok fine , next time though, there better be more warning than this" She said sternly as she slammed the phone down "Bob ? I have some news I need to give you ?" Tracey said "One second Tracey , let me just finish off this Game.. " Bob began " You should see this game Tracey, there's no way anyone would take this character seriously in the real world" "Bob, put the game down , this is important " Tracey began taking the console away from him "its about your match, its not longer a tag match ,Nick Demola can't make this match, so you have to fight that Reaper and Kat.." ******************************************************* ..... This had all happened a few hours ago back in their hotel room, upon hearing that Bob decided to go for a walk and clear his head, maybe even take in a few of the sites that Las Vegas had to offer. Coming up to one street corner . he saw one of those ladies his uncle told him about and began to talk to her , but when he finally understood just what she was selling , he turned bright red and almost ran away right then in embarrassment... he finally understood now why his parents never let his uncle tell him the whole story. This was a strange and confusing town, full of weird things , such as drive in wedding chapels, huge neon signs, and Elvis impersonators everwheree ?! ! ! .. at least sang alot better than RDV did. ..... The most confusing of all though to him was the news he was no longer in a Tag match with Kat , but a 3-way battle between him, Reaper and Kat. ..... He wasnt given a reason why, it was just the way it was to happen ,he wasnt happy about it either, and certainly no longer looking forward to this match now at all. Tracey tried to convince him this was for the best as he'd be getting a little bigger share of things, but Bob didnt care about that right now. ..... Bob couldnt understand how they could ask him to fight Kat now , when he first met Kat, she was a bloody mess , and the next time they he could only exchange a few words with her as she walked off, seemingly very much alone, into the ring. ..... And again after her match with Reaper.. it seemed like the same thing happened all over again,her getting hurt for no sound reason, and him trying to help. And now suddenly, out of the blue , he was expected to fight her ? ? . This whole thing was crazy , and to top it off, Bob felt that all of this , somehow, must have been because of something he did, or didnt do. What did he do to cause all this madness ? why were people around him getting hurt ? Why ? He didnt have an answer. ..... He continued walking for a while , thinking things through , walking past casino after casino, each promising their own brand of entertainment ,or food , or claiming to have the best odds in town. Finally he came up upon a particularily large Casino, with a huge Marquee on the outside, advertising some sort of Animal act, the picture showing two men with a Large white tiger, promising feats of such great magic and wonder that it had to be seen to be believed, it looked like it was a really good show too. But on both the posters and the marquee the words "postponed indefinitely until further notice" had been plastered over the gaudy ads. ..... Not really knowing why, Bob was curious as to why the show were cancelled, so he walked up to the entrance to ask the employee why the show was cancelled. "What ? Do you live under a rock ?" the employee asked incredulously "Umm, no Im from Idaho.. why are the shows cancelled ? the animals sick or something ?" "No , the tiger attacked one of the performers awhile back , hurt him really bad too" he said sadly " We dont know if the show will ever be back" Well what do you know , Bob thought to himself, a huge show like this , one on such a large stage, two guys' careers now in doubt, one in seriously injured, all because of the actions of a single cat. Not even Bob could miss the parallels here. ..... Thanking the employee , he continued on his way , Bob knew he had to do something, this was supposed to be a wrestling match, that's all, things seemed however to be spinning way out of control, the Actions of reaper proving that this was no longer a simply wrestling match. Bob had to do something.. maybe if he could find Kat or reaper he could talk to them.. figure things out. ..... He walked for a bit, even walking into a casion here and there , trying a slot machine or two. not really enjoying himself, just going through the motions, his mind was still occupied with the change of events. Up ahead, not to far away,he noticed, a familiar looking figure was just stepping out of a casino , not a very happy looking man. But it was someone he needed to talk to, and talk to right now. It was the reaper. Maybe he had some answers. . . |
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*The Reaper had been in a bad enough mood
as it was without having to encounter one of his opponents for the match,
Bob. Bob began to walk over as The Reaper reached fro a well concealed
scythe, his weapon of preference, within his clothes.* Bob: Hello Reaper The Reaper: What the fuck do you want! *The Reaper latched his hand hard onto the scythe, ready to strike.* Bob: I have to talk to you about the match… The Reaper: What do you want to know? Bob: The match was a tag match; it is know a triple threat between Kat, you and I. The Reaper: So Demola won’t get in my way? Bob: I guess not. The Reaper: Good, know all I have to do is get you two little shits out of my way. Bob: I don’t think that was appropriate, especially about a courageous girl such as Kat! The Reaper: Well too bad. *The Reaper pulled the scythe out and in the process cut himself hard in the side, he swang at Bob who was off guard but just as his venture from a triple threat to a one on one match was about to be realised he hesitated. The Reaper hesitated, shaking their ready to kill bob with the scythe; he just stood there frozen on the spot, unable to move. The Reaper fell to the ground, the pain in his side nothing compared to the pain of his hesitation. Bob left uneasy but victorious as The Reaper just lay there, scythe in hand, blood on his hands. Tears hit The Reaper’s eyes, inconspicuous but nevertheless there. He hesitated not from the threat of jail or exile, instead a voice from his past, his own, had told him to stop, his dreams of darkness and death filled his head.* *The thoughts of Bob, Max, Jenny, the winding cliffs, the car crash, the smell of petrol, the screams of Jenny, the betrayal of Max, more and more he remembers until he can take no more and just screams out in pain.* *People stare as the water pouring down The Reaper’s face turns to blood and The Reaper’s arm turn to bone, the surroundings turn to darkness, his eyes open and he’s in a dark place, the inside of something big enough to hold a human body, the inside of a coffin. The Reaper screams and no one can hear him, the blood runs throughout the entire coffin and searing pain is felt through his whole body, he begins to wither away into nothingness.* *The Reaper wakes up realising it is just a dream, people continue to stare at The Reaper who is know drenched in his own sweat, they notice he is know awake and hastily move off back to their own lives. The Reaper stands up and flags for a taxi making as if nothing had happened, almost as soon as he flags for a taxi one arrives. He just tells the driver to take him to a hotel for a change. Unfortunately, the traffic is not so speedy as he remains in the beaten down, smelly taxi for at least half an hour until they reach a huge skyscraper, The Reaper pays the driver and continues into the hotel.* *The hotel is one of the most luxurious places The Reaper had ever seen and as he looked up even the ceilings were decorated too much. He goes up to the desk and talks to the attendant there.* Attendant: Hello sir, would you like a room? The Reaper: Yeah whatever for one person Attendant: Yes sir, one single room coming up. *The attendant gives The Reaper a key and quotes the number on the key, 150. The Reaper catches the elevator up to his floor and finds a large room heavily decorated with matching colours and fancy furniture, The Reaper doesn’t care for any of it, but something that does catch his eye is a small refrigerator in the room, he investigates into it and finds plenty of alcohol, he spends most of his night drinking vodka, scotch and rum by the glass full, The Reaper falls back into a deep sleep not even taking advantage of the hotel’s bed.* |
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Bob took a few
steps back from reaper , reaper was no longer talking to him , but seemed
caught in his own inner struggle that only he could see , he had hoped he
would be able to talk to the reaper just talk ,but Reaper had problems,
serious problems. He never got the chance to speak to reaper , he pretty
much just flipped out , tried to attack bob with a scythe of all things ,
and then.. well.. Bob didnt know what was wrong with reaper , so he
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Pink and frilly or leather
and metal studs? Momo's anwser was both... Kat couldn't even dare herself to put on that skintight , gaudy , little piece of female dental floss only a blind woman could have called lingere. Altho she smiles at the thought of the one,single,night when she was willing to try. Momo lies apon the single bed,an empty Sake bottle lies under it,it was Christmas Eve , but this night had been anything but holy in Katherine Lyn Baker's tiny dorm room, "Merri Christmas" Momo whispered seductively,dangling a small sprig of Mistletoe just above her other set of lips. "I got a hole in me now!" Hiro's singing is off-key,as always. "I got a scar I can talk about!" After hearing the words echoing from the suites bathroom Kat can nolonger contain her buldging bladder,she races for the toilet,reaching it only seconds before the torent is finally released from within her. " Hiro, you sound like a tomcat in heat." Hiro : "Funny, last night you where the Kat in heat,and this morning I am, interresting huh?" Hiro doesn't hear Kat's little giggle in reply. He also doesn't hear the ,deliberately long,flush of the bathroom toilet until it's too late. The shower temperture plummets fifty degrees in a matter of seconds. "Anata no gosenzo sama ni kao o awase rare masuka!" (Get ready to meet your ashamed ancestors!) Hiro jumps from the shower and makes a semi-playful attempt to grab Kat around the neck. Kat's body responds to the possible threat before she has time to think. Hiro hits the floor from one perfectly placed spinning heel kick. Kat : "Sumimasen Hiro-san." Hiro : (Plays dead.) Kat goes in for the pin... *************************************************************************** Bob had finally begged Tracy into taking him to Kat's hotel. Tracy : "Bob,she's in the "Honeymoon Suite" She may not want to be disturbed?" Bob : I thought she liked that other girl?" Tracy : "She's still young yet,maybe she's still shopping around." Bob's eyes go wide as he remembers the women he met before. "We gotta make sure Kat is okay,she didn't anwser her machine." Tracy could remind him he only left that message an hour ago,but it would do her no good,and with Bob this worried, he is even more useless to her than usual. The elevator doors finally open,Bob and Tracy enter the dark red interior and push the solid brass button for the top floor. The doors close,almost airtight,the pair rise slowly to the top. The elevator music sounds like nothing of the sort you'de expect to hear. It still has it's soul. The violins and guitars weave a beautiful tapestry. Bob : "Well ,it's depressing,some people like that, I guess." Tracy : "Why am I not surprised." It takes nearly two minutes to reach their final destination. The doors open slowly,a Japanese couple wait at the top,luggage at the ready,Bob nearly mistakes them for Kat and Hiro,until he remembers Kat isn't Japanese. Bob stairs for just alittle too long. Tracy elbows him sharply. Bob trys to apologize using his best new found Japanese language skills. Bob : " Ohesotte nani." (He says while bowing slightly.) (What is the meaning of my bellybutton?) ************************************************************ A knock at the Honeymoon Suite door is finally heard fourty five minutes later. Kat and Hiro scramble to throw on the first clothing they can find. Kat : "Who is it?" Bob : "It's me." Tracy : "It's Bob,he wants to talk to you." Kat : "Be there in a moment." She opens the door carefully. Bob enters with a stunned look on his face. "Kat,what does Osoroshii kangae nimo osoware mas mean? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------( I have many evil thoughts.) Kat smiles warmly "as do we all." Bob smiles back at the young woman standing before him. Kat : "Is anybody else hungry?" (Kat's stomach growls slightly.) Tracy : "Not in the least." (The smells of a romantic rendevous envade her nostrils with every breath,doing nothing more than reminding her of the life she left behind.) Bob : "I is." From near the suites full lenght mirror Hiro's voice thirds the motion. The motion passed the foursome walk together to catch the nearest elevator to the lobby. The doors close behind them. This time the lyrics to the tune are heard also. BGM" Stronghands and Makebelieve" Kat : "Anybody know a good Sushi bar in the area?" Bob : "What's that. Tracy : "Raw fish." Hey you! Suddenly you Bob : "Ya cook it yourself?" Tracy : No Bob,you eat it raw." Bob : "It's already dead , right?" Kat smiles wide before anwsering. "Yes Bob-san It's dead,and served over rice." The elevator slows , and then stutters to a stop between two floors. Bob : "What hap-?" The lights die. Wrecked it all For gods you make New light from above gleems on metal. Not elevator brass. Cold steel. Yeah you! Suddenly you Bob : "It's that Reaper fella isn't it?" Dressed the hour The ending hour Bob attempts to yank him down,Tracy attemts to stop him,even threatening him. This world is all we had Bob's hands bleed the blood flows like twin rivers in the rainy season,water striking water,overflowing,covering everything. Remember always, always, always We'll never seem to get past this Always, always Well, I'll never walk again Bob's grip never faulters,Reapers does,Reaper tumbles backwards in thru the tiny elevator hatch. Down the stained glass hallways Reaper rises. The darkness himself stairs into Kat's eyes,she returns the ice cold look of a predator. So we go Around the world Constantly spiraling This time however they are not alone Bob and Hiro stand beside her,ready to fight. Nowhere to run,even Tracy must stand her ground. The scent of fear is everywhere in such a small space. Mouths to unfurl Well you sticky little spiders Throwing fear inside my head Kat : "Reaper,you've lost your soul,it's time you.....you find it,i'm sorry." As if the world weren't enough to kill Now she's burning The witch is dead And the world would never change And the walls remain the same And the rules they never change So the world remains the same And I want to be free All I want is to be free All I w nt is to e fr e All wan i to be ree Al I ant, ll wa All I- |
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(OOC – Sorry Termin I didn’t get a
chance to PM you about the Stacey angle at the end, if it’s a problem
with you tell me and I’ll edit it.) *The Reaper woke up the next morning, head spinning and the effects of the vodka worn off; unfortunately he hadn’t planned for the worst effect the next morning, a hangover. He left the now unorderly hotel room, glasses laying everywhere and the smell of vomit coming from the bathroom and a window smashed. The Reaper left quickly and paid the bill downstairs before the room was found and The Reaper was hassled about it. The Reaper left the hotel and again walked the streets of the city, passing the same casinos now somewhat noiseless and peaceful, although not completely with many people still stuffing their money in the machines and getting nothing back.* *The Reaper walked past another hotel and went inside attempting to purchase some more vodka out of sheer boredom but instead ended up overhearing two workers.* Worker 1: Kathryn Lynn Baker has asked not to be disturbed. Worker 2: But I must clean her room. Worker 1: Judging on her you’ll be cleaning a lot of things I wouldn’t touch with a pole, plus they’re in the honeymoon suite. Worker 2: Oh, I understand now. *The second worker seemed somewhat disturbed by her mental images and left, The Reaper now just realising that they were talking about Kat, he went up to the stairwell finding a convenient map to locate the honeymoon suite, he rose the stairs quicker and quicker as he went further up and up until he reached a door with the number of Kat’s floor on it, he exited via the door and just saw as Kat, Bob, Hiro and Bob’s little slutty manager, Stacey went into the elevator. The Reaper would make sure they did not leave it.* *He ran towards the elevator and grabbed the steel doors and open them with bare hands seeing the elevator already down at least a floor, he made the jump and landed on his feet, feeling the pain of the landing he ignored it, ripped at the wiring on the top and continued on ripping the hatch off the top of the elevator, he could now see the four and the four cold see him, Bob started to grab at him, his hands now bleeding from the elevator, he kept on grabbing at him and eventually pulled The Reaper through the elevator hatch, it was now the four against The Reaper. The Reaper hears Kat talk.* Kat: Reaper, you’ve lost your soul, it’s time you.....you find it, I’m sorry. *The Reaper takes no notice and hears voices like prophetic rhythm in his head, burning into is head causing him pain. He couldn’t stand it but still managed to knock Kat back with ease into the wall as well as Hiro, now left were him and Bob, the two largest people in the lift, the lift came back to service as The Reaper and Bob exchanged fists at each other, neither would give up as the lift went further and further down, The Reaper kicked Bob down and climbed back through the small door and Bob followed even with The Reaper kicking at his bleeding hands, they were now both on top of the lift, Bob started punching again and The Reaper was cornered as the lift moved faster and faster, The Reaper took advantage and grabbed Bob’s hand forcing it into the large cable causing him to fall back, The Reaper grabbed his weapon out of his clothes and went for the final blow on Bob until he dodged rolled up behind The Reaper and held his head up to the passageway of the elevator running at high speeds, The Reaper could die at this second but instead of losing his life he kicked Bob low, grabbed his scythe and as he was dazed he jumped back through the door jumping on a peering Kat and Hiro knocking them down again, The Reaper’s attention had turned from Bob to Stacey, no one had realised The Reaper looking at her and as the lift went from 2… 1… G… and with that The Reaper grabbed Stacey and ran leaving the other two in the lift and Bob recovering on top.* *Stacey kept on punching at his back with no success as The Reaper wasn’t even remotely stunned by these; he kept running ignoring the calling of the hotel clerk and easily outran the fat security guard. He grabbed her tighter and kept running until they reached a small alleyway, Stacey feared for her life.* Stacey: Please don’t kill me. The Reaper: I have something better in mind. *Stacey had a shocked look across her face thinking The Reaper was pondering the unthinkable, The Reaper has a huge smile across his face as well, it was finished and The Reaper walked away proud of himself. The Reaper left her there proud of himself, wiping the sweat away from his face.* -:- *Bob and the others went running to find Stacey until they heard feint screaming and went to investigate finding Stacey was pinned to the wall on a somewhat strange symbol almost a cross but mutilated just enough to be random blocks of wood. Stacey was pinned to it and although not injured in anyway The Reaper had placed some broken glass in her hair and she was stuck up there. The Reaper was demented freak and truly deserved to die, if only they got one more chance at his life.* -:- *The Reaper laughed his head off at the thought of Bob looking for Stacey, the inferior bitch learnt her lesson, The Reaper walked the streets again and found himself in another run down store, this time selling weapons and demonic cloaks, ones suiting The Reaper rather well with the downside of a high price. But The Reaper would fix that…* (OOC – Sorry about the rape implication but it was only to show that The Reaper doesn’t particularly go for sex in any way and if you find the crucifixion offensive please also tell me, I don’t want to offend anyone and this was such a demonic symbolic thing so I thought it fit to use it, again please PM if you have any problems.) |
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Tracey had fainted from the ordeal ,and Bob feared the
worst , taking her down gently into his arms , the wounds sending
painful jolts of protest as he did so, but he ignored them ,he was lost
in his own thoughts right now ..... Running out of the Elevator , with an unconscious Tracey in his hands he immediately went towards the bellhop, who upon seeing the blood and the unconscious form of Tracey reached for the security Button and picked up the phone to call for an Ambulance "WHERE'S THE HOSPITAL ! !" Bob Demanded "Im calling an Ambulance now sir" the Bellhop replied "THERE'S NO TIME FOR THAT, JUST TELL WHERE THE GODDAMN HOSPITAL IS RIGHT NOW" his voiced boomed angrily , causes an uneasy silence to hush the lobby. . . " Bob-San . ." Kat began worriedly " WHAT ? " Bob yells angrily at her ..... Startled , Kat involuntarily takes a step back, Hiro instinctively puts his hands on her shoulders protectively, but she steps forward once again,reasuring Hiro with a nod, and gently puts a hand on Bob's arm. She can see the wild emotions in his eyes , he's absolutely terrified for Tracey , his kind and gentle features now tormented with fury and pain. She speaks very softly and gently, as if talking to a frightend child, her own voice full of concern "Bob-san , she will be ok ..." Kat begin as the sound of sirens in the distance could now be heard "The ambulance will be here soon.. let them help Tracey.. liked they helped me and . . . Momo " she continued gently , a lump forms in her throat as she thinks of Momo, Lying alone in her hospital bed, so far away.. "Im sorry Kat.." Bob says, realizing who he just yelled at "Im sorry . . but She's hurt.. why would he do this ? .." he stuttered slightly as a single tear began to form "I need to get her to the hospital . ." Bob says in a quiet pleading tone ..... Almost as if on the cue , the sound of screeching tires herald the arrival of the ambulance as the paramedics rush in with a stretcher, Gently Bob places Tracey gently on the stretcher and follows them into the ambulance as they rush off to the nearest hospital. ..... Although unconscious , Tracey suffers nothing more than a few cuts and bruises ,and stays overnight in the hospital for observation , Bob in fact is far worse off, his hands and arms badly cut , and he refuses any treatment until he knows Tracey will be ok , even then it takes some doing by the hospital staff to get him to leave Tracey's side even for a few minutes. ..... As the Doctor works on him , stictching up his wounds, Bob doesnt even flinch during the whole process. He is too occupied thinking of Tracey , and Kat, and Momo and begins to wonder who else he has hurt.. he tried asking questions, but it didnt help him, Kat or Tracey get anywhere. ..... Bob stays by Tracey's side the entire night , guarding her, keeping her safe , and thinking. He wasnt getting the answers he wanted,But one way or another , he was going to provide the answer Reaper most certainly deserved. |
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*Screams were the last heard from the man
from the store and with that the store’s floor went from a light creme
colour to the colour of red, the man’s eyes now absent of emotion last
left with the image of a scythe to his face. The Reaper put on one of the
cloaks and left the store bearing a new cloak, black as the night and the
only other thing to hear the screams of The Reaper’s victims.* *The Reaper flagged a taxi and caught it to the arena, the man was wise not to address The Reaper and just drove, The Reaper paid him and entered the arena, he ventured to the passageway near the ring, not seeing Kat and Bob yet, he waited for his match, always waiting within the darkness and cover of his cloak. No one knowing that The Reaper would know dominate two worlds and during the show would be at two places at once but The Reaper remained always knowing that the sound of Las Vegas would cover the screams of Kat and the lights covering the blood of Bob. The end was near for them.* |
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