Post by Denise D'evil on Dec 1, 2013 17:11:18 GMT -5
Act 1: The snow is bitching!
"Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer does come."
Thomas Carlyle
"Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer does come."
Thomas Carlyle
The scene opens on the beautiful rocky mountains in Colorado. The sky was a bright blue, and the sun was shinning brightly onto the pure white slopes of the Steamboat Ski Resort. People come down in pairs, or helping the younger skiers make their way down the steep slope safely while others took lessons for the first time. We soon see one skier moving quickly down the slope with snow flying up behind them. As the camera focuses on the skier we see that it is Denise dressed in a very sleek black ski suit trimmed in red, and a pair of goggles over her eyes. She stops at the bottom of the slope and looks back up the mountain and smiles seeing Night Rider heading down with snow flying up behind him. He finally reaches the bottom and stops as he reaches Denise.
Denise: I told you I would beat you.
Night Rider: You beat me because you've had more experience then I have.
Denise: Are you saying that I'm old?
Night Rider: Not at all. Just saying you've had time to practice.
Denise smiles and kisses him softly on the lips. She steps out of the ski's and tosses them up on her shoulder as Night Rider does the same. They had been out on the slopes all morning, and it had been wonderful. Spending time together had been the best thing for both of them after the other night, and the slaughter of everyone on the compound. It had filled her with excitement and reminded her of the old days when attacks were a common occurrence on places such as that, and on terrorists. Night Rider had gotten his revenge on those that had killed his girl, and Denise knew he was at peace with himself, and what had happened. The two of them head back toward the private condo that they were staying in, as the snow crunched under their feet.
Night Rider: Are you all right?
Denise: Why wouldn't I be? Because of what Chelsea and Matt said? Please.
The two of them soon reach the condo, and Night Rider opens the front door and they head inside and into the warmth of the spacious condo. The interior was done like that of a cabin, with white birch walls, and heavy oaken floors. On one of the walls a stone fireplace was lit and roared with red, orange, and yellow flames against the wrought iron screen that surrounded it. Denise removes the ski suit revealing a tight black shirt that she wore, and the tight leather pants that hugged her frame. Her long black raven hair framed her face, and her dark blue eyes shimmered in the firelight. Night Rider sits on the couch, and she slumps down beside him, curling up in his arms.
Night Rider: I mean Matt wants to pretty kill you and Tashsa or anyone else that gets in his way. I'm worried about you that's all.
Denise: You know that I can't die. If he tries he's going to fail miserably. I've been hung, stabbed, drowned, shot and yet I'm still here, aren't I? I've been broken on a rack and yet... I'm here and always will be. Chelsea and Matt don't know what they are getting into. So what if I lost to that Dancer and what's his face last week? No one could foresee that one.
Night Rider: That's true. No one could see what coming. But this week you're going to have someone that you can actually trust besides me.
Denise smiles and nods. She gets up from where she sits, and heads toward the bedroom.
Night Rider: What are you doing?
Denise: Going to get into the hot tub for a bit. Do you want to join me?
Night Rider: That's ok... I'll stay in here where's it warm and start dinner for us.
Denise: All right then. But if you feel froggy and want to jump then come outside and join me.
Denise soon comes out of the bedroom wearing a tiny two piece black and blue bikini. She opens the door to the private pool and hot tub. She could feel the cold air moving around her, as she slides into the hot tub feeling the warm water surround her body. She looks out over the railing at the slopes below and smiles to herself.
Denise: Chelsea do you really think that I'm afraid of you? I just dropped your name last week simply because I didn't know who I was facing. If it would have been you I would have to admit it would have been one hell of a match. But now that I've heard the trash that spewed from your mouth I don't think you're even worth to really step into the ring with. You have a title, and I have a title so what? I have to admit though... It would a really good advancement for myself if nothing else.
Denise leans against the edge of the tub and stares out over the slopes watching the chairlift move ever so slowly up the hill.
Denise: Of course you think that you're better then everyone, but like the rest that I have faced you are nothing to even worry about. Don't get me wrong I'm not going to underestimate you or anything, but you really don't pose a threat to me in any way. I know that you're going to do everything that you can to stop me but it's just not going to happen that way is it? I've been training for this match since last week, and I'm going to be ready for it. But tell me how long will you be able to stand against me? How long will you be to keep yourself from beating my head in? But most of all how far will you go?
She sighs, and turns looking back through the sliding glass doors at Night Rider as he moved around the kitchen chopping up stuff and moving around the kitchen like a pro.
Denise: As for you "Punisher" you can try all you want to bring me down. The headstones don't scare me for the simple reason I have seen my own headstone years and years ago. I know you've only come to light and into a groove but that is going to end when you step into the ring with me. I'm not a pushover and I don't take shit off of anyone. I'm not known for playing nice, and I don't plan on it this week either. Do you what I did to get this title away from it's previous owner? I didn't let them get a move in or hardly any in, and I didn't let up on them. I did whatever it took to bring them down, and keep them from getting the win once again. Sunday night will be a the same, and you will wish that someone put you in the hole that you dug for me instead.
Denise ducks her head under the water and comes up pushing her long locks back from her eyes, and leans against the edge once again.
Denise: Of course you probably think that you're a big and strong man that can take down anyone without hardly any trouble but that's where you're going to be proven wrong on Sunday night. I'm not afraid of you or your other half. Bring everything you have to that ring and prove me wrong before this match ends, and then we will see who really is the best in all of this. As for my partner, Tasha you haven't let me down before and you are the only other person that I trust in this whole fed besides Night Rider. I know between the two of us we can win this match and walk away with one of us being the TV champion. It'll be you of course since I already have a title in hand. The Death Bringer comes and she comes for you. See you soon.
She smiles to herself as her eyes seem to become darker and eerie. She gets out of the hot tub and heads back inside as steam rises off of her body. She turns and looks back at the camera once more, as heavy drapes are pulled across the sliding doors, and the scene fades to black.
Denise: I told you I would beat you.
Night Rider: You beat me because you've had more experience then I have.
Denise: Are you saying that I'm old?
Night Rider: Not at all. Just saying you've had time to practice.
Denise smiles and kisses him softly on the lips. She steps out of the ski's and tosses them up on her shoulder as Night Rider does the same. They had been out on the slopes all morning, and it had been wonderful. Spending time together had been the best thing for both of them after the other night, and the slaughter of everyone on the compound. It had filled her with excitement and reminded her of the old days when attacks were a common occurrence on places such as that, and on terrorists. Night Rider had gotten his revenge on those that had killed his girl, and Denise knew he was at peace with himself, and what had happened. The two of them head back toward the private condo that they were staying in, as the snow crunched under their feet.
Night Rider: Are you all right?
Denise: Why wouldn't I be? Because of what Chelsea and Matt said? Please.
The two of them soon reach the condo, and Night Rider opens the front door and they head inside and into the warmth of the spacious condo. The interior was done like that of a cabin, with white birch walls, and heavy oaken floors. On one of the walls a stone fireplace was lit and roared with red, orange, and yellow flames against the wrought iron screen that surrounded it. Denise removes the ski suit revealing a tight black shirt that she wore, and the tight leather pants that hugged her frame. Her long black raven hair framed her face, and her dark blue eyes shimmered in the firelight. Night Rider sits on the couch, and she slumps down beside him, curling up in his arms.
Night Rider: I mean Matt wants to pretty kill you and Tashsa or anyone else that gets in his way. I'm worried about you that's all.
Denise: You know that I can't die. If he tries he's going to fail miserably. I've been hung, stabbed, drowned, shot and yet I'm still here, aren't I? I've been broken on a rack and yet... I'm here and always will be. Chelsea and Matt don't know what they are getting into. So what if I lost to that Dancer and what's his face last week? No one could foresee that one.
Night Rider: That's true. No one could see what coming. But this week you're going to have someone that you can actually trust besides me.
Denise smiles and nods. She gets up from where she sits, and heads toward the bedroom.
Night Rider: What are you doing?
Denise: Going to get into the hot tub for a bit. Do you want to join me?
Night Rider: That's ok... I'll stay in here where's it warm and start dinner for us.
Denise: All right then. But if you feel froggy and want to jump then come outside and join me.
Denise soon comes out of the bedroom wearing a tiny two piece black and blue bikini. She opens the door to the private pool and hot tub. She could feel the cold air moving around her, as she slides into the hot tub feeling the warm water surround her body. She looks out over the railing at the slopes below and smiles to herself.
Denise: Chelsea do you really think that I'm afraid of you? I just dropped your name last week simply because I didn't know who I was facing. If it would have been you I would have to admit it would have been one hell of a match. But now that I've heard the trash that spewed from your mouth I don't think you're even worth to really step into the ring with. You have a title, and I have a title so what? I have to admit though... It would a really good advancement for myself if nothing else.
Denise leans against the edge of the tub and stares out over the slopes watching the chairlift move ever so slowly up the hill.
Denise: Of course you think that you're better then everyone, but like the rest that I have faced you are nothing to even worry about. Don't get me wrong I'm not going to underestimate you or anything, but you really don't pose a threat to me in any way. I know that you're going to do everything that you can to stop me but it's just not going to happen that way is it? I've been training for this match since last week, and I'm going to be ready for it. But tell me how long will you be able to stand against me? How long will you be to keep yourself from beating my head in? But most of all how far will you go?
She sighs, and turns looking back through the sliding glass doors at Night Rider as he moved around the kitchen chopping up stuff and moving around the kitchen like a pro.
Denise: As for you "Punisher" you can try all you want to bring me down. The headstones don't scare me for the simple reason I have seen my own headstone years and years ago. I know you've only come to light and into a groove but that is going to end when you step into the ring with me. I'm not a pushover and I don't take shit off of anyone. I'm not known for playing nice, and I don't plan on it this week either. Do you what I did to get this title away from it's previous owner? I didn't let them get a move in or hardly any in, and I didn't let up on them. I did whatever it took to bring them down, and keep them from getting the win once again. Sunday night will be a the same, and you will wish that someone put you in the hole that you dug for me instead.
Denise ducks her head under the water and comes up pushing her long locks back from her eyes, and leans against the edge once again.
Denise: Of course you probably think that you're a big and strong man that can take down anyone without hardly any trouble but that's where you're going to be proven wrong on Sunday night. I'm not afraid of you or your other half. Bring everything you have to that ring and prove me wrong before this match ends, and then we will see who really is the best in all of this. As for my partner, Tasha you haven't let me down before and you are the only other person that I trust in this whole fed besides Night Rider. I know between the two of us we can win this match and walk away with one of us being the TV champion. It'll be you of course since I already have a title in hand. The Death Bringer comes and she comes for you. See you soon.
She smiles to herself as her eyes seem to become darker and eerie. She gets out of the hot tub and heads back inside as steam rises off of her body. She turns and looks back at the camera once more, as heavy drapes are pulled across the sliding doors, and the scene fades to black.
