The Book of eXtreme: Time(bomb) Part 1

[Mikey eXtreme]

Time

Inside the mind of Mikey eXtreme there is no sense of time. Seconds, minutes, hours.. days, they don’t exist there. The Kingdom of eXtreme is always blanketed in darkness, the fires that tear through the villages and towns serve as the only light inside. Mikey’s clocktower, though, is as bright as the sun but yet as dark as the midnight sky.

The clocktower, sitting high in the middle of the Kingdom, holds Mikey’s throne. On top of that throne, Mikey sits watching over his kingdom as the fires burn through it. He has no worry, no fear, he is focused entirely on defending his United States Championship at Timebomb.

But he keeps his eyes on the Kingdom, waiting, for something to change. Waiting for something to catch his eyes, and surely something will. The birds begin to flock around the clock tower, covering it in more darkness. The flames in the villages begin to disappear, the havoc that had been spreading through the kingdom had stopped.

Mikey sat on his throne, his eyebrows were raised. He had never seen such a sight and hadn’t thought it was even a possibility.

Mikey eXtreme: The flames have dissipated.

His voice cracked, he was confused. He didn’t quite know what to make of it until Doc stepped out from the shadows.

doc: The birds are here to protect us. They will surround us to keep the darkness at it’s highest level of power.

Mikey looked at him, every second he was growing increasingly more confused.

Mikey eXtreme: Protect us? From what do we need protecting?

doc: You are unaware, Michael, but there are forces rising up to take you out and take you down. There are forces inside and outside of that ring that are looking to demolish you, looking to end your career.. your life.. and take everything you hold close.

Mikey’s eyebrows furrow.

Mikey eXtreme: This is something I’m aware of Doc, but how come this has not happened sooner? How come this is the first and only time that the kingdom has ever been affected in this manner? This is not the first time I have been threatened, I am the longest reigning United States champion in almost two years, Doc.

Everyone wants to take this belt from me. Everyone wants to be known as the guy that ended Mikey eXtreme’s title run.

Do you think I don’t know that? Do you think I’m going to allow that to happen? This isn’t my first rodeo and it sure as hell won’t be my last one.

We have two options here, Doc. You’re either going to go through the Kingdom to reignite these flames. Or we will go to war with each and every village that build my kingdom. The flames will return and I will rule over the chaos as I have for so long now.

doc: It’s not that easy, my son. There is more to it than just Vengeance wanting to take your United States title. There are many more factors that are playing into this uncertainty, many more factors that are plaguing your kingdom.

Mikey eXtreme: Like what, Doc? Enlighten me.

doc: You must find that for yourself, Mikey. You must look deep inside and test yourself. I cannot tell you everything. There are much bigger fish to fry, though. Vengeance is just the start of your problems. You still have to figure out your other problems. Your other obsessions. It will be only then that you figure out the key to defending this belt once more, it will be only then that you can defeat your doubts.. defeat your fears.

Mikey eXtreme: I fear nothing.

doc: I know your thoughts, son, I can feel them. I can see them. I know your thoughts better than you do, Mikey. Don’t lie to me again.

Mikey eXtreme: I do not lie, Doc. These are words of truth. These are truths. I do not fear a single living thing on this earth, I do not fear a single possibility. There are no moments that bring fear or anxiety to me. There is nothing to make me crack, nothing to make me weak.

doc: What did I just tell you? I can see your thoughts, son. I know that you are lying. You must admit it to yourself before you can ever begin to bring the chaos back here. Fear does not make you any less of a man, in fact, some may say it makes you more of a man. If you can confront your fears you will come out bigger and stronger than ever before.

Mikey eXtreme: I am not afraid, Doc.

doc: Accept it, Mikey. It will only make you stronger.

Doc walks away, disappearing in the shadows. Mikey grows visibly angry.

Mikey eXtreme: I AM NOT AFRAID!

Mikey screams towards the direction Doc walked away. You can see the steam escaping from Mikey’s ears, his anger growing by the second. He begins to mumble to himself.

Mikey eXtreme: I do not know fear. There is nothing to fear; Fear is a weakness and I am not weak. Why would he say that I am afraid? I...

A phone begins to ring causing Mikey to leave his Kingdom and open his eyes.

Mikey eXtreme: Hello?

Click.

The calls continue. Mikey slams the phone down as the scene fades.

EXTREME

Mikey sits inside a WCF studio, he sits to the right of Hank Brown.

hank brown: It is my pleasure to be joined by none other than the United States Champion, Mikey eXtreme.

Mikey eXtreme: Are you EXTREMELY pleased?

Hank chuckles.

hank brown: I guess you could say that. How does it feel going into Timebomb going up against Vengeance?

Mikey eXtreme: Well, Hank, I am EXTREMELY eXcited for this match. You see, right now, as I sit here and talk to you. Right this very moment, we are sitting at 94 days as the United States Champion. Do you understand how EXTREMELY hard it is to hold a belt in the WCF? Well think about that and then realize that I am approaching 100 days as champ.

Do you know the last person to hold my belt for 100 days?

hank brown: No, actually, I do not.

Mikey eXtreme: That’s EXTREMELY disappointing, Hank. Natural Ice Beckman.

hank brown: Doing a little WCF history lesson, are we?

Mikey eXtreme: Shut the hell up.

Hank swallows air and Mikey continues talking.

Mikey eXtreme: There have only been a couple of guys with the ability to hold my United States title for 100 days and it’s about time that Mikey eXtreme shows the world that he can do something so EXTREMELY rare in the WCF.

hank brown: But, you must get through Vengeance if you want to get to day 100. Because, Timebomb would only mark 98 days.

Mikey eXtreme: Do you think I don’t know that, Hank? Do you think I could have missed something so EXTREMELY important like the amount of days that I will have held this title at Timebomb? Winning at Timebomb is EXTREMELY important to me, Hank. This will be my most important victory in the WCF.

hank brown: You’re saying extremely quite a lot, is there any reason for that?

Mikey eXtreme: What the hell are you talking about, Hank. Extremely? I don’t think I’ve used that word once in my entire life and I am eXtreme to the bone. You could say that I am EXTREMELY eXtreme and even eXtreme to the CORE. But I have no idea what you’re talking about.

Hank shoots Mikey a blank stare.

hank brown: My mistake, I must have been EXTREMELY mistaken.

Mikey shoots Hank a cold stare.

Mikey eXtreme: Hank, you better watch your damn tone with me before I get up out of this chair and slap the taste out of your mouth. You do not deserve to be in the same room as me let alone be allowed to interview the King of eXtreme. But, I’m in an eXtremely good mood today, Hank. and thus I granted the fine people at WCF this interview time.

hank brown: I heard that it was a stipulation in your contract.

Mikey fires another cold stare in Hank’s direction.

Mikey eXtreme: You’re EXTREMELY mistaken, Hank. Now, stop taking me off track. We’re discussing the EXTREMELY long United States title run that I am currently on. The EXTREMELY rare United States title reign that I am having right now. Something that you would know nothing about, Hank. Have you ever won anything in your god forsaken life?

hank brown: Well, actually, I was quite successful whe--

Mikey cuts him off.

Mikey eXtreme: I don’t need some EXTREMELY boring answer from you, Hank. I know you’ve never done anything in your life. You’re a miserable failure, and you lucked into this WCF job because your uncle is probably friends with Seth Lerch’s dad or something EXTREMELY dumb like that.

I’ve always been a winner, Hank. I have an EXTREMELY low tolerance for losers like you and Chelsea Armstrong and the likes of Bernard Core. Hell, look what I did to Bernard Core. I beat him so badly at Timebomb that he had to go and run away from the wrestling world. Mikey eXtreme brought the EXTREME to Core and we found out that he lacked courage. We found out that he is not the man he claimed to be. Bernard Core is no better than his nitwit of a son, Jeffery. It may have been EXTREMELY sad for some to see him hang up his boots, but when it’s all said and done.. this business just isn’t for everyone.

Look at Chelsea Armstrong, she’s EXTREMELY dead right now because she thought she had what it took to step inside MY ring. Do you know where that ring sits, Hank?

hank brown: Uh, in the middle of the arena?

Hank has no idea where Mikey is leading this question.

Mikey eXtreme: No, you idiot. That ring sits in the middle of the arena that sits in the middle of Mikey’s America that sits deep inside the Kingdom of eXtreme. Do you understand what I’m saying, Hank? That ring belongs to me. That ring is where I go to do what I do best.

Vengeance? That bum doesn’t belong in my ring. He’s EXTREMELY lucky that I am allowing him to go one on one with me this Sunday. He is lucky that I am allowing him to enter MY ring and challenge me for MY belt.

hank brown: But, wasn’t it Seth’s decision to make this match?

Mikey eXtreme: I’m not sure I follow you.

hank brown: Ha! You forgot to say eXtreme!

Mikey eXtreme: I am eXtreme.

hank brown: Yeah but.. you know what, lets just forget about it. Didn’t Vengeance EARN his right to fight you?

Mikey eXtreme: By beating Hatcher? Come on, who can’t beat Hatcher? I damn near beat him with my eyes closed in my return to the WCF in what was an EXTREMELY entertaining match put on by myself.

hank brown: No, by beating you. Didn’t Vengeance earn his United States title match by beating you on Slam a month ago?

Mikey looks a bit angry at the line of questions.

Mikey eXtreme: That’s EXTREMELY disrespectful to bring up, Hank. That match has nothing to do with anything. I don’t even know why you would still bring that match up. It has no bearing on anything related to this match. Hell, I forgot it even happened. It was an EXTREMELY long time ago and should be forgotten by everyone. Nobody, and I mean NOBODY, needs to be reminded of this match.

hank brown: But, isn’t it relevant to the rematch? This will be your second one on one with Vengeance since your return and you yourself haven’t been able to get a victory over him in your first four meetings with him.

Mikey eXtreme: THAT HAS NO RELEVANCE AT ALL HANK! I find it EXTREMELY disrespectful. I have two wins over Vengeance. TWO WINS.

hank brown: But in those two wins, you were not the person to score the pinfall, in fact only Vengeance has a pinfall victory between you two.

Mikey’s face is turning red. His anger is pouring out all over the room.

Mikey eXtreme: IT WAS A MISTAKE, HANK, AN EXTREMELY BIG MISTAKE!

Mikey slams his hands on the table in front of them.

Mikey eXtreme: Do you think that Vengeance has any shot at taking my belt away? At ending my near 100 day title reign? YOU’RE OUT OF YOUR MIND, HANK. I will do everything in my power to destroy Vengeance just as I have done with every opponent before him. Just as I will do against every opponent after him.

eXtreme isn’t just my name, Hank. I am eXtreme in EVERYTHING I do. This title reign will not end anytime soon, I can promise you that Hank. Be prepared to refer to me as the United States champion for a VERY long time.

This interview has reached it’s limits, and I’m EXTREMELY out of here.

hank brown: That one didn’t even make sense! You’re extremely out of here?

Hank is instantly met with a superkick. Mikey drops over him.

Mikey eXtreme: How is that for sense?

The scene fades away.

Krazy Glue

Mikey, Vidalia, and Freakshow sat in their hotel room. Mikey was sitting on the bed, his eyes were glued to the floor. Vidalia sat across from him on the floor, her back pressed up against the wall. Freakshow was sitting in a chair next to the door.

Mikey eXtreme: I swear to God, if I get one more fucking phone call I am going to kill someone.

The phone calls are driving Mikey insane.

Vidalia: It’ll be alright. They’ll stop, and if they don’t we’ll figure out who is behind them. Don’t worry about it.

Mikey eXtreme: Don’t worry about it? I can’t get a fucking minute to myself, it’s this fucking phone ringing all day and all night.

Vidalia: We will figure it out.

Mikey eXtreme: We better.

Mikey’s tone was as serious as it had ever sounded.

Mikey eXtreme: I have to focus on Vengeance. I have to end Vengeance as I have ended everyone else that has stepped in my path on this title run. I have to make sure that I leave Texas with this belt wrapped around my waist. I have to make sure that the Darkness is taken as seriously as it should be. It’s my job, I am the King. I must prove myself to the world. I must prove that I am that much better than Vengeance. I must prove that I am the greatest United States champion.

And, I will.

Vidalia: Yes, you--

The phone rings. Mikey just looks at the screen. He reads the number, he begins to fume.

Vidalia: Just ignore it.

It rings.

and rings.

and rings.

Mikey eXtreme: You have got to be kidding me.

Mikey stands up, he walks around the room looking for a bottle of Jack Daniels.

Mikey eXtreme: Where the hell is my whiskey?

Vidalia: You drank it.

Mikey eXtreme: I WHAT?

Mikey had spent the previous night drinking the night away. He should have died from the amount of alcohol that he consumed, but at this point, Mikey’s tolerance is way too high. He scans the room for something, anything. He needs alcohol right now and will drink whatever he can get his hands on.

Vidalia: There’s nothing.

Mikey eXtreme: Call room service.

Vidalia: There’s no room service here? We’re at some shit motel, I’d be surprised if they even had a coffee pot in the office.

Mikey thinks about it and eventually comes to the conclusion that she’s telling the truth.

Mikey eXtreme: I have to go.

Vidalia: Where are you--

Before she could finish the question, Mikey was out the door. She knew better than to follow him or even ask him any more questions. He was going to find alcohol and figure out this mess himself.

Mikey walked a few blocks to the local corner liquor store.

Mikey eXtreme: Whiksey.

Mikey didn’t bother to pick a brand or even engage in any kind of conversation. He had one thing on his mind and one thing only. The man behind the counter was young, Mikey wondered if he was even old enough to work in a liquor store. Perhaps his parents owned it, he thought.

Man: Oh wow, a celebrity in the store!

Mikey eXtreme: Alright, kid. I’ll pose for pictures later. Give me a god damn drink.

Man: That’ll be $42, but I’m going to have to ask you not to drink that in here. It’s against the store policy.

Mikey gives the kid some money and takes a swig from the bottle.[/font]

Man: Uh, this is only 12 dollars.

Mikey hands back the bottle.

Mikey eXtreme: Alright, give me back ten dollars, I drank about two dollars worth.

Man: We don’t accept refunds, and we definitely don’t accept OPENED merchandise. I know you’re a WCF wrestler, so you have to have the cash. I can give you til the rest of the day to get the money.

Mikey eXtreme: Money? They tried to pay us in cookies at one point.

The kid laughs.

Man: You WCF guys are pretty funny. I can’t wait for Timebomb, you gonna beat Vengeance this time?

The kid laughs again. Mikey is not amused.

Mikey eXtreme: What the fuck is that supposed to mean?

Man: Well, you lost to him the last time you fought and well.. you didn’t beat his team on Slam either so that’s two out of three matches in a row against him that you did not win.

Mikey eXtreme: Two out of… you know what, kid. I’m going to let that slide. I’m going to pretend that you didn’t just ask me that. I’m going to pretend that you’re not as stupid as you look.

Mikey grabs the bottle from the counter and takes another gulp.

Mikey eXtreme: That’s another dollar you can keep. But, to answer your stupid ass question. Yes. Yes, I am going to beat Vengeance. I am going to utterly destroy that piece of shit and leave him a shell of a man.

Hell, after I get done with him he’ll beat Jayson Price’s record for longest WCF Coma.

Man: Ha, is that really a record?

Mikey eXtreme: I don’t know, I don’t watch this shit. I’m busy every Sunday night.

The kid gives Mikey a weird look.

Mikey eXtreme: All I know, is that I will be breaking that 100 day United States title run, and I will begin to chase Ice Beckman’s run, I will be the longest reigning United States champion in recorded WCF history. I will go down in the record books as the greatest United States champion and you will celebrate my birthday EVERY fucking year.

You hear me?

The kid laughs again.

Mikey eXtreme: That was a joke to you? You think my United States championship is a laughing matter? Let me tell you one thing about me kid,

Another swig, another dollar.

Mikey eXtreme: You don’t laugh at me. Ever. You think something I did or said was funny? You better get permission to laugh. You better ask me if it’s okay that you laugh. Because, I am not a clown. I am not a laughing matter. I am the fucking KING, and you will show me the respect that I deserve. You will worship the ground that I walk on.

You hear me?

I am your supreme fucking ruler, kid. Now if you find yourself in a laughing mood again, I suggest you go find someone else to talk to.

Mikey shoots a violent stare into the kid’s eyes.

Man: I’m sorry, Mr. eXtreme. I didn’t realize.

The kid is almost on the verge of crying, but Mikey doesn’t care.

Mikey eXtreme: Because you’re a goddamn moron. You don’t think before you say or do things? You remind me a lot of Vengeance. Dimwitted and put in a spot where they think they can go higher. Just like you’ll never get a job outside of this shitty little store, Vengeance will never get his hands on my United States title. He will never know the joys of being the supreme ruler of Mikey’s America.

Now go ahead kid, you have my permission to laugh at the patheticness of Vengeance.

Mikey looks at the kid as he forces out an awkward laugh.

Mikey eXtreme: Are you going to be rooting for me at Timebomb?

Man: No, I’m only rooting for Adam Young, he’s from my hometown and he’s my favorite wrestler.

Mikey stares blankly at the kid.

Mikey eXtreme: Are you shitting me?

Man: Texas pride!

Mikey eXtreme: Well, the smart WCF fans, who may I add are not from Texas, will be rooting for me, kid. You can bet your bottom dollar on that.

Man: How do you know they’re not from Texas?

Mikey takes a swig.

Mikey eXtreme: You gotta owe me a dollar for that one.

Man: You have to pay the full price, sir.

Mikey eXtreme: But, I didn’t drink the full bottle?

Man: Store’s policy.

Mikey eXtreme: How about this, kid, IF and I mean IF Vengeance can beat me at Timebomb, I will personally come here and buy one of EVERY bottle you sell.

A grin appears on the kids face.

Man: You got yourself a deal, mister. I’ll be rooting for Vengeance now!

Mikey rears back and hits a superkick on the kid. HE grabs the bottle of whiskey, takes another swig, and pours a little on the kid’s face. As he’s walking out of the store an older gentleman is walking in.

Man 2: What happened to my son?!

Mikey’s eyes shift around.

Mikey eXtreme: He was ranting and raving about god knows what, he reeks of Whiskey though, I think he was sampling some of the products.

Mikey laughs. The man looks angry.

Man 2: I don’t know how many times I gotta tell that boy to stop drinking the products!

Mikey walks away as the man throws his hands in the air.

The scene fades.

Bang, Bang

Mikey finds himself inside of a cemetery. His back is against a tombstone as he sits there, the camera zooms in to his face.

Mikey eXtreme: You know, Gemini Battle claimed to be the #GreatestUSChampion.. and many believed him. Week in and week out he had these moronic imbeciles that watch the WCF screaming along with him. They bought in: hook, line, and sinker.

And what did he go and do?

He let them all down. He stepped inside my wrestling ring and thought that he could defeat the greatest living American. I made him look foolish. I brought the hardest challenge that Gemini has ever faced and I took MY championship belt back.

And then? Chelsea Armstrong thought she was on my level. I took on one of the few remaining members of the “most prolific” stable in WCF history. What happened? Chelsea Armstrong will never be seen in a WCF ring again. I ended and destroyed her career and Pantheon went down the drain with her.

Bernard Core? He tried his best. He did all that he could. He had a steel pipe in his hands.. but where did it get him? He found himself choked out.. just another victim of the King of Darkness. Just another soul claimed.

And now what? You think you have what it takes to dethrone me, Vengeance? You think that after all this time after all these high profile matches that I’m going to be defeated by the likes of you?

Mikey laughs.

Mikey eXtreme: This will be the third WCF pay per view in a row that is main evented by Mikey eXtreme. The third WCF Pay per view in a row that the crowd falls asleep after MY match. I’m the reason anyone tunes into these events and you think you’re on my level, Vengeance? You think that you have what it takes to take this belt away from me?

You might hold a victory over me. Sure, the record books will support that claim. Sure, the entire WCF galaxy seen it unfold in front of their eyes. But, you know deep down inside Vengeance that you didn’t beat me. You did not beat a motivated and focused Mikey eXtreme.

I know deep down inside, Vengeance, that you’re not confident about defeating me. You know that you cannot and will not repeat this feat. It’s just not a possibility. That mistake of a victory will go down as the biggest win in your joke of a career. Internet champion? Hardcore champion? You’re no Zombie McMorris. Your runs were a joke.

But, you know what, Vengeance, I get it. I understand it completely. You’re green with envy. You wish you could have a title run like the one I am having. You wish that your name could be synonymous with a WCF championship belt the way my name is with this United States title. You wish that you could be me, Vengeance. And, I hate to break it to you, but you will never be me. Your name will NEVER be as big as mine. Your name will NEVER headline a WCF event without mine attached to it.

It eats you up inside, doesn’t it Vengeance. It keeps you awake at night. Every moment of every day all you can think about is Mikey eXtreme. Your grand dreams of beating me under the big lights, while the whole world is watching, and having that title wrapped around your waist.. are nothing but dreams, Vengeance. Dreams that will never be realized, dreams that will never see the light of day.

That’s the difference between us, Vengeance. That’s the biggest difference, I should say. I become what I set out to be, and you’re still nothing. You sit there and question your WCF career, you contemplate retiring but then you luck your way through the backdoor to a United States title shot and it all goes away. Now you’re feeling good, you’re flying high, but, what happens when I end you at Timebomb? What happens when I utterly destroy you, when I decapitate you right in the middle of my ring? When I sacrifice you to the dark lords?

Will you question your career again, Harley?

How long do you think you will be this interested in your career? How long after I beat you will you decide it’s time to hang up the boots? Or, maybe I won’t allow you to have that choice. Maybe I’ll make the choice for you. Maybe I’ll do what I’ve consistently done.

I beat Gemini Battle.. Grayson Pierce took over. I beat Chelsea Armstrong, she’s dead. She’s no more. I beat Bernard Core, he’s gone. He couldn’t deal with the destruction that I brought him and now, you? You will meet the same end, Vengeance.

Mikey stands to his feet, he looks down at the grave marker, it reads “Harley Rhodes” with the date of Timebomb inscribed under the name. A message is scribbled underneath, “It was Mikey who got his vengeance.”

Mikey eXtreme: This is your final resting, place Harley. This is where I will put your broken and bloody body after I get done making an example out of you. This is where the garbage will be dumped and buried. A landfill of trash right here in this very spot.

I pray for you, Vengeance. I pray that you come to your senses and just hightail it out of here. I pray that you realize the amount of damage that is coming your way and you run far away. You need to avoid that ring, Vengeance. Leave Texas while you can, because if you shop up in that ring.. you will be sacrificed.

The camera pans towards the grave, blood begins to trickle down the tombstone as the scene fades away.

You’ve Got Mail

The phone would not stop ringing.

Ring, ring. Ring, ring. Ring, ring. Ring, ring.

Mikey was doing all that he could to ignore it. He had shut the volume off, but yet it did nothing to stop the ringing. He had tried to shut the phone off, but he did not want to miss an actual important phone call.

Ring, ring. Ring, ring. Ring, ring. Ring, ring.

What if Seth Lerch was calling in order to dedicate a night to Mikey’s America, or perhaps President Obama was calling to learn how to lead a country the right way, the eXtreme way. But no, none of those people were calling. Instead an unlisted number almost non-stop, every day.

Ring, ring. Ring, ring. Ring, ring. Ring, ring.

Mikey could not take it anymore. He tried to answer it before the caller had a chance to hang up, perhaps Mikey could catch them off guard. Finally Mikey was able to answer and not hear a click. But what he did hear, made little to no sense at first.

Phone: You’ve got mail

Mikey’s eyes furrowed. It was something straight out of an AOL soundbyte. He looked around, and then he heard footsteps, someone was running away from the motel door. Mikey ran to the door to see who it was, but there was no one in sight.

A box sat at Mikey’s feet.

Mikey eXtreme: What the fuck?

A ticking could be heard from inside the box. Mikey questioned if he should pick it up or not, and cautiously brings the box inside the hotel room, carefully placing it on a counter.

Mikey eXtreme: Who the fuck even knows that I’m here?

Mikey dragged a chair from across the room and saddled it keeping his eyes on the box. The ticking was echoing inside the box and Mikey had no idea what could have been inside. Suddenly, Freakshow and Vidalia returned from a quick stop from the gas station with some snacks.

Vidalia: What’s in the box?

Mikey didn’t take his eyes off the box.

Mikey eXtreme: I don’t know.

Vidalia: Is it ticking? What if it’s a bomb?

Mikey laughed.

Mikey eXtreme: I don’t think I have any enemies of that caliber.

Vidalia: It’s fucking ticking, though.

Mikey rises from the chair and approaches the box.

Mikey eXtreme: Dare we find out?

Mikey’s hands slowly make their way to the box, he looks at both Vidalia and Freakshow before flipping the lid open. Vidalia gasps.

Mikey eXtreme: Maybe, I was wrong.

Inside the box is what appears to be a severed head. The face is bashed in, and inside the face sits a vintage style analog clock.

Vidalia: This is sick.

Mikey inspects the contents of the box a little closer.

Vidalia: Is it a bomb?

There is a tone of fear in her voice, but Mikey doesn’t seem as worried.

Mikey eXtreme: No.

Vidalia: What is it?

Mikey eXtreme: A message.

Mikey reaches his hand in the box and pulls out a long piece of paper rolled up into a tube. The paper was inside the mouth of the head.

Vidalia: What does it say?

Mikey begins to read,

Dearest Mikey,

It has come to my attention
that unbeknownst to me,
a rising tension,
has spurned thee.

Do you remember that night?
The knife held tight,
but here I am,
to cause neverending fright.

Will I strike today?
Or tomorrow?
Is this just child’s play?
I do not know.

A knock at the door
will seal your fate.
High, I will soar,
and my powers, I’ll demonstrate.

The three of them look around at each other. A knock is heard at the door.

Vidalia: This motherfucker is here?

Mikey and Freakshow quickly approach the door and swing it open.There is a balloon with a note attached to it floating just out of arms reach. Mikey takes a step out and grabs the note, quickly reading it out loud to Freakshow.

You took what’s mine,
Find me if you want what’s yours

Mikey turns around to see that Vidalia is no longer in the room.

Mikey eXtreme: Where’s Vi?

He slams the door and scours the room for her, by the window he spots her shoe, and a curtain that seems to have been ripped down from the rod.[/font]

To be continued..