Post by Denise D'evil on Jan 23, 2014 11:53:26 GMT -5
Act 1: Darkness within
Every man must decide whether he will walk in the light of creative altruism or in the darkness of destructive selfishness.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
Every man must decide whether he will walk in the light of creative altruism or in the darkness of destructive selfishness.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
The scene opens on a darkened room in a warehouse somewhere in Miami Florida. The only thing that is seen is a stream of light that comes in from the high window above the floor. The sound of a door opening can be heard somewhere in the darkness only to be followed by the sounds of high heeled boots clicking against the cement floor as they walk toward the beam of light, and the chair where Night Rider was tied once again. We soon see the figure walking across the floor, and the shadow that is cast over Night Rider.
Voice: I'm sorry that it's come to this Night Rider. But this is the only way that you would you come and see the light and the truth that they speak.
Night Rider looks up and sees Denise standing in front of him. They had won their match against the Wildgangsta's, and then the Shadows took them once again. But this time it was Night Rider's turn to see the light.
Night Rider: Denise? Where are we?
Denise: In a place that no one will find us. The Shadows have brought you to here to hear them out, and to see why they have chosen us.
Night Rider: They didn't choose us Denise! They took us against our will!
Denise: Don't you see what they did and what they are willing to do Night Rider? They are here to save the WCF from her reign! They have chosen us to be the first!
Night Rider: They've changed you!
Denise: I've told you already Night Rider... I've seen the light, and now it's your turn. Listen to them and soon you will understand why they are here.
With that the door opens once again, and the sound of heavy footsteps can be heard moving across the floor once again. Denise turns and looks into the shadows as three sets of eyes appear in the darkness. She bows slightly, and stands by Night Rider.
Shadow # 1: You have done well herald. We are pleased by what you have done, and now the WCF know that we know business. You have won your match over the Wildgangsta's, and this week will be no different.
Shadow # 2: That is right. So far you have proven to us that we made the right choice when we chose you.
Shadow # 3: The WCF will know the power we hold, when we make our appearance at the Pay Per View revealing the truth behind our knowledge and our identities. But for now, go and we will have a chat with Night Rider.
Denise: As you wish.
With that Denise bows once again, and she heads for the door, through the darkness. She reaches the door, and steps out into the late evening. Everything was going according to plan, and now after the defeat of the Wildgangsta's things were really looking up. Her heels clicked on the pavement of the parking lot as she crossed it, feeling the cool night air on her skin. Her thoughts soon go to the match that she has at Payback, and what a match it would be.
Denise: Last week we had a victory over the Wildgangsta's and I have to say it was rather an easy win. Those two didn't know how to deal with Night Rider and myself. This week at Payback I will be thrown into a fatal four way and I have to say that I'm not impressed with who I'm standing in the ring with.
Denise smiles to herself as she moves toward the Harley that is waiting for her. She hops onto the back of it, and looks back at the warehouse before taking off into the night. The light from the street lights fill the night as she drives through the streets of Miami with the wind blowing through her long black hair.
Denise: First let's start with Mod Deuce... Why do you consider yourself an upgrade? What have you done to really "upgrade" yourself? From what I've seen nothing. Deuce you are a loser through and through and I have to admit I don't really consider you much of a threat. You are nothing more than a wannbe trucker that thinks it's a simple game that anyone can get into. This is a game for King's and Queens, not losers. I've been in this company for a while now, and yet I've hardly seen anything from you in the ring. Is there a reason for that? Or is it because your matches don't last that long?
Denise laughs as she heads a little bit further away from the city and toward a quiet part of the beach away from the city and the crowds that had now lined the boardwalks to party the night away.
Denise: I don't really want to waste my breath on you Mod Deuce, considering you are nothing more than a stepping stone on my way to the top once again. But tell me do you really think that you can stand against me? I'm not someone that likes to hold back. I'm going to do everything that I can to bring you down, and when all is said and done you will wonder where you went wrong when you're lying in the middle of the ring broken.
She stops the bike and soon starts to walk along the beach by herself. Her mind slips back to the night that she had left him on the beach before their match. It had broken her heart to leave him, and that was also the start of the journey to her new life, with the Shadows. Her long hair danced in the wind, as the long black trench coat moved around her. As she walked she could feel the spray from the waves as they crashed along the shore, as the sounds of the heavy music drifted from the clubs high on the shore.
Denise: “The Lightening Striker” Jayden Thunder, I've faced you once before, and look at what happened there. I walked away with the win, and this week it will be just a repeat of that match. I've learned a few new tricks over the last little while and I'll use them this week just to show you that you are still not as good as you could be. You've been trying your hardest to get somewhere and yet you have never made it up from boot licker have you? I've held a few titles in my hands, and you have yet to see that sweet piece of gold or had a chance to get it yet and you never will if you don't start showing some initiative.
She smiles to herself, as she continues to walk along the beach.
Denise: As for you Alpine... You just started here and have yet to prove yourself here. Tell me how long do you think you'll last in the middle of that ring against three other opponents? I know that you have never faced anyone like me and you never will. You might have come up from the Indy companies, but even there you didn't really have to prove yourself like you do here. I've looked into your history and I have to say that I'm not impressed. Do you think you'll win this match with peace and understanding? I don't think so. In this match we are all out for ourselves and you really don't seem like you are the type to be put into a challenge like this. Jayden I've faced before, Mod is a fool, but you... You are out of place in this match, and I don't know why you were even put into this match. Maybe you needed to be the balance in all of this, or maybe the powers that be have thrown you to the wolves this week. I'm not sure which it is just yet, but I will soon enough.
Denise continues to move along the beach as the moon shimmers in the night casting it's glow to the water below casting it's reflection.
Denise: You have made one mistake in dealing with me Alpine... You have mocked the Shadows and that is not a good thing. They have helped me see the light, and given me a reason to fight against those that stand against us. Unlike our opponents you have opened your mouth and stupidity has poured from it. I finally see why you haven't achieved what you could if you did more instead of spouting off your mouth in hopes of trying to intimidate your opponents. I will not back down from this match and I will make you suffer for every word that you have said. I'm not afraid of you, nor should I be.
She smirks as she continues to move along the beach.
Denise: In just a few days all of us will be in the middle of that ring, trying to win a match that isn't really for anything just for the sake of winning. I don't plan on losing this match, and I dare you to do everything that you can to stop me. I will not hold back, because I am not afraid of any of you, and I am very dangerous when I am backed into a corner. By the end of this all of you will be broken, beaten, battered, bruised and bloodied, and there is nothing that any of you can do but fight and try to survive until the bell rings, and the 1...2...3 count is made.
Denise stares up at the moon, and the stars that twinkled high above her. Her deep blue eyes scanned the horizon seeing a small yacht lit from top to bottom and music could be heard coming from it, as it drifted closer to the dock that was in front of her.
Denise: The Shadows are coming and soon they will make their presence known to the WCF and the world. They have chosen Night Rider and myself as their first subjects and we will remain loyal to those that are hidden in the Darkness that surrounds them. I am their Herald and I bring news of what they are planning to do. They have come to save the WCF from her reign and anyone that sides with her. I know what you are thinking and I don't care. The Shadows will always remain even where there is light. I hope you are prepared for this match, because there will be no stopping me when we step into the ring. The Shadows are all around you, and there is nothing that you can do to stop them. Sleep well and good luck... You're going to need it.
Denise laughs as she continues to move along the beach, and back toward the bike that waited for her. She reaches the bike and soon hops onto the back, and starts it. The bike roars to life and soon she takes off into the night, as the scene fades to black.
Voice: I'm sorry that it's come to this Night Rider. But this is the only way that you would you come and see the light and the truth that they speak.
Night Rider looks up and sees Denise standing in front of him. They had won their match against the Wildgangsta's, and then the Shadows took them once again. But this time it was Night Rider's turn to see the light.
Night Rider: Denise? Where are we?
Denise: In a place that no one will find us. The Shadows have brought you to here to hear them out, and to see why they have chosen us.
Night Rider: They didn't choose us Denise! They took us against our will!
Denise: Don't you see what they did and what they are willing to do Night Rider? They are here to save the WCF from her reign! They have chosen us to be the first!
Night Rider: They've changed you!
Denise: I've told you already Night Rider... I've seen the light, and now it's your turn. Listen to them and soon you will understand why they are here.
With that the door opens once again, and the sound of heavy footsteps can be heard moving across the floor once again. Denise turns and looks into the shadows as three sets of eyes appear in the darkness. She bows slightly, and stands by Night Rider.
Shadow # 1: You have done well herald. We are pleased by what you have done, and now the WCF know that we know business. You have won your match over the Wildgangsta's, and this week will be no different.
Shadow # 2: That is right. So far you have proven to us that we made the right choice when we chose you.
Shadow # 3: The WCF will know the power we hold, when we make our appearance at the Pay Per View revealing the truth behind our knowledge and our identities. But for now, go and we will have a chat with Night Rider.
Denise: As you wish.
With that Denise bows once again, and she heads for the door, through the darkness. She reaches the door, and steps out into the late evening. Everything was going according to plan, and now after the defeat of the Wildgangsta's things were really looking up. Her heels clicked on the pavement of the parking lot as she crossed it, feeling the cool night air on her skin. Her thoughts soon go to the match that she has at Payback, and what a match it would be.
Denise: Last week we had a victory over the Wildgangsta's and I have to say it was rather an easy win. Those two didn't know how to deal with Night Rider and myself. This week at Payback I will be thrown into a fatal four way and I have to say that I'm not impressed with who I'm standing in the ring with.
Denise smiles to herself as she moves toward the Harley that is waiting for her. She hops onto the back of it, and looks back at the warehouse before taking off into the night. The light from the street lights fill the night as she drives through the streets of Miami with the wind blowing through her long black hair.
Denise: First let's start with Mod Deuce... Why do you consider yourself an upgrade? What have you done to really "upgrade" yourself? From what I've seen nothing. Deuce you are a loser through and through and I have to admit I don't really consider you much of a threat. You are nothing more than a wannbe trucker that thinks it's a simple game that anyone can get into. This is a game for King's and Queens, not losers. I've been in this company for a while now, and yet I've hardly seen anything from you in the ring. Is there a reason for that? Or is it because your matches don't last that long?
Denise laughs as she heads a little bit further away from the city and toward a quiet part of the beach away from the city and the crowds that had now lined the boardwalks to party the night away.
Denise: I don't really want to waste my breath on you Mod Deuce, considering you are nothing more than a stepping stone on my way to the top once again. But tell me do you really think that you can stand against me? I'm not someone that likes to hold back. I'm going to do everything that I can to bring you down, and when all is said and done you will wonder where you went wrong when you're lying in the middle of the ring broken.
She stops the bike and soon starts to walk along the beach by herself. Her mind slips back to the night that she had left him on the beach before their match. It had broken her heart to leave him, and that was also the start of the journey to her new life, with the Shadows. Her long hair danced in the wind, as the long black trench coat moved around her. As she walked she could feel the spray from the waves as they crashed along the shore, as the sounds of the heavy music drifted from the clubs high on the shore.
Denise: “The Lightening Striker” Jayden Thunder, I've faced you once before, and look at what happened there. I walked away with the win, and this week it will be just a repeat of that match. I've learned a few new tricks over the last little while and I'll use them this week just to show you that you are still not as good as you could be. You've been trying your hardest to get somewhere and yet you have never made it up from boot licker have you? I've held a few titles in my hands, and you have yet to see that sweet piece of gold or had a chance to get it yet and you never will if you don't start showing some initiative.
She smiles to herself, as she continues to walk along the beach.
Denise: As for you Alpine... You just started here and have yet to prove yourself here. Tell me how long do you think you'll last in the middle of that ring against three other opponents? I know that you have never faced anyone like me and you never will. You might have come up from the Indy companies, but even there you didn't really have to prove yourself like you do here. I've looked into your history and I have to say that I'm not impressed. Do you think you'll win this match with peace and understanding? I don't think so. In this match we are all out for ourselves and you really don't seem like you are the type to be put into a challenge like this. Jayden I've faced before, Mod is a fool, but you... You are out of place in this match, and I don't know why you were even put into this match. Maybe you needed to be the balance in all of this, or maybe the powers that be have thrown you to the wolves this week. I'm not sure which it is just yet, but I will soon enough.
Denise continues to move along the beach as the moon shimmers in the night casting it's glow to the water below casting it's reflection.
Denise: You have made one mistake in dealing with me Alpine... You have mocked the Shadows and that is not a good thing. They have helped me see the light, and given me a reason to fight against those that stand against us. Unlike our opponents you have opened your mouth and stupidity has poured from it. I finally see why you haven't achieved what you could if you did more instead of spouting off your mouth in hopes of trying to intimidate your opponents. I will not back down from this match and I will make you suffer for every word that you have said. I'm not afraid of you, nor should I be.
She smirks as she continues to move along the beach.
Denise: In just a few days all of us will be in the middle of that ring, trying to win a match that isn't really for anything just for the sake of winning. I don't plan on losing this match, and I dare you to do everything that you can to stop me. I will not hold back, because I am not afraid of any of you, and I am very dangerous when I am backed into a corner. By the end of this all of you will be broken, beaten, battered, bruised and bloodied, and there is nothing that any of you can do but fight and try to survive until the bell rings, and the 1...2...3 count is made.
Denise stares up at the moon, and the stars that twinkled high above her. Her deep blue eyes scanned the horizon seeing a small yacht lit from top to bottom and music could be heard coming from it, as it drifted closer to the dock that was in front of her.
Denise: The Shadows are coming and soon they will make their presence known to the WCF and the world. They have chosen Night Rider and myself as their first subjects and we will remain loyal to those that are hidden in the Darkness that surrounds them. I am their Herald and I bring news of what they are planning to do. They have come to save the WCF from her reign and anyone that sides with her. I know what you are thinking and I don't care. The Shadows will always remain even where there is light. I hope you are prepared for this match, because there will be no stopping me when we step into the ring. The Shadows are all around you, and there is nothing that you can do to stop them. Sleep well and good luck... You're going to need it.
Denise laughs as she continues to move along the beach, and back toward the bike that waited for her. She reaches the bike and soon hops onto the back, and starts it. The bike roars to life and soon she takes off into the night, as the scene fades to black.
