Post by Night Rider on Dec 3, 2011 2:57:04 GMT -5
AoD
Angels of Death
The sun burned his eyes as he stepped out of the hotel room. It was unusually warm for December, Even for Reading, Pa. He had gotten the call from Angel Fyre just ten minutes before. Something about the perfect spot to film a promo for his match. Little did she know that he had already done one. Yet, How could he tell her about the events from the evening before. She would think that he had lost his mind. So he figured he would drive to the address she had given him and check it out. What could it hurt.
When he saw the place he could understand why she had called him. The rusty old double gate that stretched across the drive. The long winding driveway that led up to what seemed like a house out of some old monster B Movie from the 60's. The old brick was covered with vines that gave it an even more eerie look. The large knocker that was on the door resembled a skull with an evil look. Night Rider lifted the knocker and let it drop. A loud echoing boom resounded through the house as a butler answered the door. He looked like a cross between Lerch and Herman Munster all in one.
Butler: Good afternoon sir, If you would have a seat in the sitting room here. Ms. Fyre will be with you in a moment.
Night Rider followed him through a set of double doors into a room where there were two chairs with a table between them sitting in front of a fireplace. The walls were lined with the heads of different animals that the owner had killed and had stuffed. Above the fireplace was a huge Bear Head with teeth that looked as sharp as razor blades. The eyes were red with an eerie glow to them. He sat down in one of the chairs and waited.
Just then Angel Fyre stepped into the room with the Butler following her carrying a tray with two glasses and a bottle of Jack Daniels. Angel Fyre sat in the chair next to him and after the butler poured their drinks she began to speak.
Angel Fyre: So what do you think? I heard this place was on the market and I just had to have it! Isn't it awesome! I bet this place has it's ghosts.
Night Rider shuddered at the mention of ghosts and felt the goosebumps rise on his skin.
Night Rider: Yeah, I bet it sure does. Where is the video equipment?
Angel Fyre: Take a good look at the Bear up there. You see how the eyes glow? There are cameras in them that feed directly to my computer so everything is taken care of. Also, There is a microphone behind those teeth that is voice activated. It's recording everything now.
Night Rider: Wow, Very impressive. Your right, This is a pretty good spot to do our promo.
Angel Fyre: Anyway, Did you see the one that Jam Willy Jesus put out? He had a few things to say about you, Would you like to retaliate?
Night Rider: Let me just start out by saying that I have nothing but respect for the guy. He's probably just about as crazy as I am. But not quite. He acts like it's such a big deal to take a life. Hell, There is no greater rush than looking into the eyes of someone whose life you have just taken and feeling the energy drain from their body. The thing is Jam, Can you handle them after they are dead? When their ghosts follow you and torture you for the evil you have done. Can you take the sleepless hours and the bumps in the night?
Angel Fyre: I don't think he could handle it like you, Night. He couldn't know about what they can do to a person.
Night Rider: Exactly. Yet that has nothing to do with us facing off inside that ring. So you can draw a smiley face on some food and then stab it like some psycho. How is that going to help you when I hit you with the drop of death and you feel your skull being split open from the impact. There's no need to worry about TEK. But I don't intend to let him just stand around while we go at it. I will tear him to pieces first and then you and I can settle this like animals.
Angel Fyre: Jam, Do you actually think that you can stand toe to toe with this animal? If you thought Switches was crazy, You haven't seen anything yet. I'm warning you, Tread lightly when it comes to Night Rider.
At that moment the lights in the house went out. The flames in the fireplace began to dance and the grow larger until they almost reached the ceiling. A skull began to take form and voice could be heard ringing out.
Voice: Behold! Soon your time will be at hand!
Then just as quickly as it all began it was over, The lights came back on and the fire in the fireplace returned to normal. Night Rider and Angel Fyre looked at each other and then began to laugh. An evil, eerie laugh that would make your skin crawl.
Night Rider: You hear that Jam? Almost the same words my mother spoke at the sanitarium. Things like this always happen to me. Why? Because I AM the Night Rider. He who walks in the shadows and feeds on the power of evil that dwells in the darkness. Unspeakable evil that you know nothing about until you have been there. Tell me, Jam. Have you been there? This is MY Prison Jam. A prison from which there is no escape and there is no parole. So when you want to talk about how much of a bad ass that you are, keep that in mind! Remember jam, No matter how bad and how tough you think you are. There is always someone out there who is just a little tougher and a little badder! For you Jam, That person is ME! I don't care what I have to do to get the job done. I will do whatever it takes. Rules? There are no rules in fighting. It's just whoever the last man standing will be. Whoever can rise from the ashes will stand victorious. I intend to do whatever it takes to make sure that person is ME!
The creaking of the doors as the butler came into the room averted his attention. He turned to see him refreshing their drinks and leaving the room.
Angel Fyre: That guy really creeps me out. Something about him, I don't know.
Night Rider: Then why did you hire him?
Angel Fyre: Actually I didn't. He came with the house.
Night Rider: I guess that explains it then. Anyway. Jam, You and I have a date with destiny. This Sunday will not be a holy day for you. It will be as unholy as it can get! You are going to know what it is like to face pure evil. I envy you jam. You are about to feel the worst pain you have ever felt in your life. I'm ready, Are you?
Night Rider stood up and began to walk towards the doors. Angel Fyre gave him a strange look as he turned towards her.
Night Rider: I need to hit the gym for a while and get some reps in. let me know if you hear anything else.
Night Rider left the house and got into his car. He turned on the radio to the local classic rock station and turned the volume up full blast as 'Born to be wild' blazed over the airwaves.
Angels of Death
The sun burned his eyes as he stepped out of the hotel room. It was unusually warm for December, Even for Reading, Pa. He had gotten the call from Angel Fyre just ten minutes before. Something about the perfect spot to film a promo for his match. Little did she know that he had already done one. Yet, How could he tell her about the events from the evening before. She would think that he had lost his mind. So he figured he would drive to the address she had given him and check it out. What could it hurt.
When he saw the place he could understand why she had called him. The rusty old double gate that stretched across the drive. The long winding driveway that led up to what seemed like a house out of some old monster B Movie from the 60's. The old brick was covered with vines that gave it an even more eerie look. The large knocker that was on the door resembled a skull with an evil look. Night Rider lifted the knocker and let it drop. A loud echoing boom resounded through the house as a butler answered the door. He looked like a cross between Lerch and Herman Munster all in one.
Butler: Good afternoon sir, If you would have a seat in the sitting room here. Ms. Fyre will be with you in a moment.
Night Rider followed him through a set of double doors into a room where there were two chairs with a table between them sitting in front of a fireplace. The walls were lined with the heads of different animals that the owner had killed and had stuffed. Above the fireplace was a huge Bear Head with teeth that looked as sharp as razor blades. The eyes were red with an eerie glow to them. He sat down in one of the chairs and waited.
Just then Angel Fyre stepped into the room with the Butler following her carrying a tray with two glasses and a bottle of Jack Daniels. Angel Fyre sat in the chair next to him and after the butler poured their drinks she began to speak.
Angel Fyre: So what do you think? I heard this place was on the market and I just had to have it! Isn't it awesome! I bet this place has it's ghosts.
Night Rider shuddered at the mention of ghosts and felt the goosebumps rise on his skin.
Night Rider: Yeah, I bet it sure does. Where is the video equipment?
Angel Fyre: Take a good look at the Bear up there. You see how the eyes glow? There are cameras in them that feed directly to my computer so everything is taken care of. Also, There is a microphone behind those teeth that is voice activated. It's recording everything now.
Night Rider: Wow, Very impressive. Your right, This is a pretty good spot to do our promo.
Angel Fyre: Anyway, Did you see the one that Jam Willy Jesus put out? He had a few things to say about you, Would you like to retaliate?
Night Rider: Let me just start out by saying that I have nothing but respect for the guy. He's probably just about as crazy as I am. But not quite. He acts like it's such a big deal to take a life. Hell, There is no greater rush than looking into the eyes of someone whose life you have just taken and feeling the energy drain from their body. The thing is Jam, Can you handle them after they are dead? When their ghosts follow you and torture you for the evil you have done. Can you take the sleepless hours and the bumps in the night?
Angel Fyre: I don't think he could handle it like you, Night. He couldn't know about what they can do to a person.
Night Rider: Exactly. Yet that has nothing to do with us facing off inside that ring. So you can draw a smiley face on some food and then stab it like some psycho. How is that going to help you when I hit you with the drop of death and you feel your skull being split open from the impact. There's no need to worry about TEK. But I don't intend to let him just stand around while we go at it. I will tear him to pieces first and then you and I can settle this like animals.
Angel Fyre: Jam, Do you actually think that you can stand toe to toe with this animal? If you thought Switches was crazy, You haven't seen anything yet. I'm warning you, Tread lightly when it comes to Night Rider.
At that moment the lights in the house went out. The flames in the fireplace began to dance and the grow larger until they almost reached the ceiling. A skull began to take form and voice could be heard ringing out.
Voice: Behold! Soon your time will be at hand!
Then just as quickly as it all began it was over, The lights came back on and the fire in the fireplace returned to normal. Night Rider and Angel Fyre looked at each other and then began to laugh. An evil, eerie laugh that would make your skin crawl.
Night Rider: You hear that Jam? Almost the same words my mother spoke at the sanitarium. Things like this always happen to me. Why? Because I AM the Night Rider. He who walks in the shadows and feeds on the power of evil that dwells in the darkness. Unspeakable evil that you know nothing about until you have been there. Tell me, Jam. Have you been there? This is MY Prison Jam. A prison from which there is no escape and there is no parole. So when you want to talk about how much of a bad ass that you are, keep that in mind! Remember jam, No matter how bad and how tough you think you are. There is always someone out there who is just a little tougher and a little badder! For you Jam, That person is ME! I don't care what I have to do to get the job done. I will do whatever it takes. Rules? There are no rules in fighting. It's just whoever the last man standing will be. Whoever can rise from the ashes will stand victorious. I intend to do whatever it takes to make sure that person is ME!
The creaking of the doors as the butler came into the room averted his attention. He turned to see him refreshing their drinks and leaving the room.
Angel Fyre: That guy really creeps me out. Something about him, I don't know.
Night Rider: Then why did you hire him?
Angel Fyre: Actually I didn't. He came with the house.
Night Rider: I guess that explains it then. Anyway. Jam, You and I have a date with destiny. This Sunday will not be a holy day for you. It will be as unholy as it can get! You are going to know what it is like to face pure evil. I envy you jam. You are about to feel the worst pain you have ever felt in your life. I'm ready, Are you?
Night Rider stood up and began to walk towards the doors. Angel Fyre gave him a strange look as he turned towards her.
Night Rider: I need to hit the gym for a while and get some reps in. let me know if you hear anything else.
Night Rider left the house and got into his car. He turned on the radio to the local classic rock station and turned the volume up full blast as 'Born to be wild' blazed over the airwaves.
