Eighth Match

[Allura Desmonds]

Eighth Match
NCW Sirens Championship Match
Battle Royale
Denise De’Vil © vs Joanne Canelli vs Venus Mercury vs Emily Riley vs vs Necra Octavian Kane vs Anna Raven Jade vs Calypso Jade vs Avery McCullen vs Astaroth vs Lexi Havoc

RP Limit: 1 Per Character

Deadline: 09/15/19 at 11:59pm eastern time

Grace Period: 09/18/19 at 11:59pm eastern time

Good Luck

[Allura Desmonds]

Act 1: Relaxation

We define family in many different ways: not just by blood but by people with whom we find a common ground and a common bond.
Adrienne C. Moore

The scene opens on the beautiful city of Tampa. The crystal clear water was now still, and back to normal level, even after Hurricane Dorian. The beach was a little worse for wear but it would be fixed within the next few weeks along with the damage to a few of the buildings. The smell of the ocean water fills ones senses, mixing with the sell of the local restaurants that still remained on the boardwalk. The camera moves over the city, as a light breeze moves through the tall palm trees, as the sound of traffic soon filled the air, mixing with the sound of shallow screams that came from the massive amusement park that was near by. The camera soon focuses on a black limo that pulls up o the front gates, and soon pulls through the entrance and heads towards the front of the park. The limo soon comes to a stop and the driver soon steps out and walks around to the back door, and opens it. A slender leg clad in a pair of black jeans, and we soon see that it is Necra. She gets out of the limo and looks up at the park, with wide eyes. Ex steps out behind her, as the other door opens and we see Johnny standing on the other side of the limo. He walks around the back of the limo and Necra looks over but then but turns back to what now loomed over them. The sound of screams could be heard echoing off of the rides and buildings around them. Her eyes are wide as they walk through the entrance, and toward the front where tall palm trees had already been decorated for Howl O Scream that was just a few days away. Necra stops and looks up at a skeleton that was in a cage sitting in the tree above them.

Necra: To bad we're not going to be here for their Halloween thing.

Johnny: We might be. Who knows.

Ex: You know I'm going to have the same problem here like I did at the other one, right?

Necra: I'm sorry...

Ex sighs, as he hangs his head, and seems to smile underneath the mask.

Ex: It's alright. I'll find something to do.

Necra: Are you sure?

Ex: Yeah. I'll be around. Go on and enjoy yourself.

Necra stands on her tippie toes and kisses him before walking off with Johnny heading toward the first roller coaster. They come to a cheetah enclosure and Necra stops looking through the glass at the beautiful long legged spotted creatures. They all look over at her, and move toward the glass and just stare at her.

Johnny: What in the hell?

Necra: I have a certain way with animals...

They continue on, and soon they stop in front of the Montu. The massive blue steeled roller coaster loomed over Necra and Johnny as the sound of it moving along the tracks echoed over head.

Johnny: Are you ready?

Necra nods, as they head into the que and wait to get on the ride. They walk through the ropes and soon enter the que that was done like the walls of an Egyptian tomb. As they round the corner, a hieroglyphic of Horus adorned the wall along with the scene of a woman with two children at her feet. The sound of voices echo off of the walls, as they neared the line, where about two dozen people were already waiting. The lines seem to move quickly, and soon they are sitting in the front row in two of the seats. They pull down the harnesses and soon they are secured. The floor gives way, and the gate in front of them opens. The cars soon roll along the tracks and disappears around the corner, before we see it reaching the top and hits the first flip. The scene soon changes, as we see Ex standing by the exit with a giant cheetah in his hands that he had won. Necra and Johnny coming off of the ride, laughing and taking about the ride. Necra's eyes light up as she sees the giant stuffed cheetah and hugs Ex.

Necra: I love it!

Johnny: What did you think of that one?

Necra: It was amazing! This is the best day ever!

Ex: Where to next?

Necra: It doesn't matter. We have all day to see everything. C'mon!

They walk along the winding path through the park. The tall tropical palm trees lined the walkways, as the smells from the restaurants that were scattered through the park drifted on the air. The sounds from the rides, echoed mixing with with the sounds of screams, and the music that played over the loud speakers that were hidden somewhere in the trees and bushes. The sound of a train whistle is heard as they reach one of the train stations that could be found within the park. They walk through the entrance of the station and board the train that would take them to the next section of the park. The train passes by fields where lions, hynea's and other animals could be seen. Necra stares out at the animals and smiles as they pass by.

Ex: I betcha you wish you had your gun.

Johnny: Hell yeah! I always wanted a lion head.

Necra sighs shaking her head seeing the safari vehicle driving along the trail that had been made through the grounds.

Necra: We need to get on that safari!

Ex and Johnny look at each other and then back at Necra, as she leans against the back of the seat. They soon arrive at the Stanleyville Station, and they disembark.

Ex: Hey, we'll meet you back at the Serengeti Outpost.

Necra: Alright... What are you planning?

Ex: Nothing...

Necra smirks and kisses him on the cheek before walking off back toward the one of the market places.

Necra: I don't know what he's planning but he and Johnny are up to something... But right now I can't let that get to me. The last few days I've been getting ready for the big Siren's Championship match, and I have to admit that it's going to be an amazing match. I mean look at who is in the match. You have the champion and my tag partner Denise De'Vil. I have nothing against her, let alone want to see her lose, but only one of us can walk away with the title, and I don't plan on walking away empty handed in the end. Joanne Canelli, Emily Riley, Venus Mercury, and Avery are all former champions in the NCW, and we are all looking for another big win and a piece of gold to hold in our hands, but like I said only one of us can walk away with it. I will do whatever it takes to win this match, no matter what I have to do to get it.

She smirks as she walks up to a small shop that read Moroccan Delights in big letters above the stand. The smell of freshly made candy, fills the air, as she Necra looks through the glass at the sweets in front of her.

Necra: As for, the new girls... You got lucky in your first match. I mean look at who you were against! Please neither one of them are worth the time you actually took to say something about them... Hell kind of reminds me of you and you sister Calypso. You are facing of against a champion and former champions. Do you really think that you can stand against me? I watched your match and you are not as good as you think you are. I don't care how many people you have on your side, because of the simple fact I've been part of a bigger group, and every last one of them has been part of this company at one point or another. So if you think you, and Calypso have what it takes to stand against me then bring it on. I'm not afraid of you, let alone worried about you taking that title away this quick. You've had one match! I don't think that you should even be in the match, but that's not up to me.

She walks on and heads toward the Serengeti Outpost. She passes by a few people who stop and take pictures before she continues on.

Necra: Lexi... Where have you been? I mean you disappeared and all of a sudden you show up once again, in hopes that you will win the Siren's title and show the rest of us up? Please! You are just as worthless as the Jade sisters. You haven't even proven yourself here. You've never held a title. Hell have you ever won a match? Why do I somehow doubt that you did? If you did it must have been against someone that wasn't important or was so low on the roster that it didn't catch my notice. I know that all of you are going to do what you can to win this match, but we all know who is going to win this match in the end. It will be me, and no one is going to stop me. You can bring everything into this match but it's not going to be enough to stop me. I am the Goddess of Death, The Queen of the Dead, The Angel of Death, The Reaper of Souls, The Lady in Black, the Child of Heaven and Hell! Fear me! For when you look upon me you will see your end. See you soon, and good luck, you're going to need it.

She smiles as she reaches the Serengeti Outpost and sees Johnny and Ex standing in the front.

Necra: Alright, I'm here. Now what did you do?

Ex: We got tickets for the the Safari tour.

Necra smiles and jumps into his arms.

Necra: Thank you! Lets get going!

She drags Ex, by the hand toward the truck that was waiting for them, as Johnny shakes his head as he follows behind as the scene fades to black.

[thejerseydevildiva]

Act 1: The Redneck Must Die, but First...

The scene opens on the beautiful city of Jersey Shore. The camera moves over the city and soon comes to a stop on the gated suburb where the upper class could be found. The lawns were well manicured, and still a bright green even after the hot summer. The smell of freshly cut grass drifted on the air, as the sound of a lawn mower could be heard coming from one of the massive lawns. that could be seen through the open gates. The camera moves to the tall brick walls of the estate where we can find the Don of Jersey Shore. The guards patrolled the grounds once again, some with dogs in tow while others carried semi automatic guns over their shoulders. The camera moves to the interior of the house where we hear voices drifting from Joanne's office in the rear of the house. The door is wide open and we see her pacing back in forth. Uh Oh walks quietly to not disturb her as she is on the phone. He takes a seat in a chair in the corner and watches her silently as she is on the phone. She soon hangs up and tosses the phone across the room.

Joanne: I swear to Gawd, when I get my hands on Johnny I will beat him until he can't stand! Seph isn't goin' to help! He's under Ex, and Necra's protection!

Uh Oh: Is everything alright?

She turns seeing Uh Oh standing in the doorway. She sighs, and walks to him, wrapping her arms around him.

Joanne: No! After what Johnny did to you... I'm pissed off and I don't have anyone that is willin' to side with me!

Uh Oh: You have me, I'm always on your side.

Joanne sighs, smiling slightly.

Joanne: I know... Like I said if I get my hands on him, I'll kill him.

Uh Oh: I'm sorry that he upset you so much.

Joanne: I have a short temper when it comes to those I care about.

Uh Oh: Well I am glad you care for me so much.

Joanne smiles softly, and turns back to her desk.

Joanne: I do. I know you're retired and if you weren't you would kick Reb's ass instead of me.

Uh Oh: I'd certainly try but not sure they'd let me bring the bat into the BAMF cage.

Joanne: It wouldn't be for the title. I just want to get my hands on him at the moment.

Uh Oh: Well looks like Phobos will get to him first.

Joanne: Yeah I know... I might have to have a conversation with Johnny sometime that evenin'... I'm not goin' to let this go.

Uh Oh: I will back you up and support you in anything.

Joanne sits back down in the high backed chair and leans back.

Joanne: Thank you. But don't worry about him. I'll take care of him after I deal with the Siren's match.

Uh Oh: Good luck that looks like a loaded match.

Joanne lights a cigar and puts her feet up on the corner of the oaken desk. The smell of cherry floats in the room, as a light puff of smoke appears around her head.

Joanne: That it is. But I still have a better chance to win this one.

Uh Oh: I wish you luck in that.

Joanne: I don't need luck. I have skill. I mean I've held a title, and I know Avery, Necra, Emily and Venus have to. All of us are lookin' for the same thin', but I want it that much more.

Uh Oh: Those kinds of matches are crazy and it seems like everyone is forming some sort of alliance.

Joanne nods.

Joanne: It's possible. But I really don't have anythin' against, Necra, or Denise... I mean I'm good friends with Seph and go for drinks with Emily and Denise a few times a month. I deal with Avery's family on a daily basis... The only ones that I have to really worry about is the newcomers, Astaroth, and Lexi....

Uh Oh: Astaroth is unpredictable but Lexi hasn't really impressed anyone of late.

Joanne laughs.

Joanne: Lexi hasn't been around enough to impress anyone. She just kind of showed up again. As for Astaroth doesn't worry me. I've faced her before, and she has tells when she starts to make a move, or tries to take someone down.

Uh Oh: But these new people they are just as bad as Thug Revolution and the Covenant for back jumping.

Joanne: I know. That's why I'm goin' to have you and the boys at ringside. I know Ex will be out there. Hell lets face it, anyone that has a significant other will be out there that night.

Uh Oh: Yeah Ex, Ambros, an entire lockeroom worth but I will be there.

Joanne smiles.

Joanne: I know you will, and I will win no matter what I have to do.

A knock comes to the door and we see Rude standing in the doorway.

Rude: Hey boss, Chris Clinton is here. He wants to know it you're free this afternoon.

Joanne looks up at him and nods as she starts to get to her feet.

Joanne: Tell him I'll be there in a minute

She turns to Uh Oh, and hands him a black credit card.

Joanne: Go with the guys and get somethin' for tonight.

Uh Oh: Something?

Joanne: Speedy's.. The guys know what to order.

Uh oh nods and takes the card and stands and walks out of the room. Joanne smiles and puts out the cigar and walks toward the living room as she sees the guys heading out the front door The living room was done in a light colored wood, with the floors done in the same color. Pictures hung on the wall, with a giant plasma screen television hanging on one in front of a black leather couch. The smell of vanilla filled the air, and a large dark colored pool table sat toward the back of the room. Chris stares up at the large family portrait that hung over the fire place near the pool table. It was of Joanne, her father, mother and her brother when she was about 16.

Joanne: I looked good back then didn't I?

Chris turns around quickly almost jumping as he sees Joanne standing behind him.

Chris Clinton: Miss Canelli...

Joanne: I hope I haven't kept you waitin'.

Chris Clinton: No you haven't. I was wondering if I could get a few words about your match coming up at Asylum.

Joanne: Sure thin'.

She grabs one of the pool cues from the wooden case off of the wall, and smiles as she racks the pool balls in the middle of the table.

Chris Clinton: First off congratulations on your win over AJ Flare.

Joanne: Thank you. It wasn't much of a challenge.

Chris Clinton: Now in just a few days you will be facing off against 9 other ladies for the Siren's Title. What do you think your chances are I mean it's been a while since you've held a title.

Joanne: I think my chances are just as good as they ever have. I would love to get my hands on the Siren's Title. I mean I know I have some major competition, but I've wanted a challenge for a while and now I got it.

Chris Clinton: Lets start with your opponents. The newcomers the Jade sisters are looking to make a name for themselves.

Joanne: Yeah it won't be against me. I watched their first match and they didn't even get a chance to do anythin' before their match was interrupted. That's not goin' to work in this one. There are to many of us to have it stop just because someone gets put out.

Chris Clinton: Necra has said that she doesn't have a problem with you. Why do you think that is?

Joanne smiles as she sends the white ball into the racked balls sending them scattering across the table.

Joanne: It could be the fact that her uncle and I were once married, and I watched the girl grow up. We've faced each other more than once and trust me she knows how to handle herself in the middle of that ring. She is a former champion like I am but I know she will give me a challenge and a decent fight. I know that she is not goin' to give up that easy, and I will do everythin' that I can to win this match no matter what I have to do.

Chris Clinton: You do have some stiff competition in this match as well. Emily Riley is...

Joanne scratches the top of the pool table and looks over at Chris.

Chris Clinton: Did I say something wrong?

Joanne shakes her head.

Joanne: No... Nothin' at all. It's just been a while since anyone has seen her. Emily is good, but she might be out classed here. I mean she hasn't been in the ring for a while which may lead to her losin' the chance at the Siren's Title. Of course I'm not goin' to underestimate her in any sense of the word. I'm not stupid. If I did that I wouldn't be where I am today now would I?

Chris Clinton: That's true. Some people would say you have an issue with her because she is with your now ex husband.

Joanne grips the pool cue tightly but shakes her head.

Joanne: What he does is his business. We are still friends, and I couldn't be happier for him.

Chris Clinton: Avery was the first one to bring in two very big titles to the NCW, how do you think you'll do against her?

Joanne sends the 6 ball into the pocket and smiles leaning against the table.

Joanne: Avery is a good kid. She's talented, and knows that in the ring it's all business. Her family and I have dealin's which I can't really get into. But I'm not goin' to let her walk away with the title either. She knows how to defend herself, and to fight, and I mean actually fight. I know she's not goin' to hold back any any means, let alone show any mercy to anyone in the middle of the ring, if somethin' that big is on the line you know?

Chris nods as Joanne sends another ball into one of the pockets.

Chris Clinton: Venus and Phoenix have held the tag titles several times, and now she is looking for a a title on her own.

Joanne: Venus is weird I will give you that,  but she knows her way around a ring. She is quick, nimble, but once you get her on the mat and keep her from hittin' any of her high flyin' moves she is useless. All I have to do is make sure she stays grounded and then when I get a chance toss her out of the ring. And before you ask about Astaroth... I really don't have much to say on her. I've watched her matches and she really doesn't impress me. She's had chances at titles and always come up short. Hell she had a match against me and look where it got her. Nowhere. I beat her down with ease.

Chris leans against the table as she makes another shot.

Chris Clinton: What about the current Siren's Champion? She's held the title twice now, and is looking to make this title reign longer.

Joanne: I have no doubt. I know Denise will have a target on her back and it's goin' to be one that she can't get rid of. She's held the Siren's Title longer than anyone else has, and I have to admit I want to be the first one to end that reign.

Chris Clinton: Do you have anything that you want to say to your opponents?

Joanne: Ladies, I know this match isn't goin' to be the easiest for any of us. But only one of us can walk away with the title in the end. We are all fighters, and will do whatever it takes to get it. I will not hold back on any of you. I want this title more than I ever have and I will be the one that walks away with it in the end. So bring everythin' that you have into the ring, and show me why you think you deserve that title more than I do. If you think you can beat me then prove it.

Chris Clinton: Thank you Miss Canelli.

Joanne: You're welcome. I'm sure you can show yourself out.

Chris nods, as he starts toward the front door. Joanne sends the eight ball into the corner pocket and smiles as she looks over the empty table as the scene fades to black.

[Emily Riley]

Act 1: Something New


"Magic is not a practice. It is a living, breathing web of energy that, with our permission, can encase our every action."
Dorothy Morrison


The scene opens on the New York countryside. The tall trees had already started to change, giving the trees a beauty of their own. The sound of the birds that filled the trees rang out across the countryside, and the wildlife that could be found in the forest, bounded this way and that in search of their next meal for another day. The vast fields, were now littered with massive barrels of hay that yet had to be gathered up and stored away for the winter months. The long stretch of road was quiet and the black top had heat rising up from it as the sun burned high in the sky in the late afternoon. The camera moves along the long stretch of road and soon we see the town of Dunwich. It was quiet, an no one was outside and the all the shutters on the few homes that still remained were shut as if they were trying to keep something out. The dusty dirt road wound itself through the town, and soon ends at a massive house on the hill. The house itself looked old, and creepy, and possibly abandoned. But that was not the case. This was the home that was now shared by Emily Riley and Sephiroth du Lac. The camera moves to the interior of the house where we see a white marble statue of Sephiroth with three women surrounding him. They each had a vase in their hands that poured out red colored water. The main foyer was done in a hardwood, and the walls matched. A large tapestry hung on one wall depicting a knight in battle. The double stair case had a red carpet up the middle of it, and it soon connected with the second floor. Portraits lined the hallway and a few familiar faces could be seen. Denise, Necra, Ex, and Necra's parents portraits seemed to stand out. The sounds of glass clinking against glass is heard coming from one of the many rooms on the second floor as the smell of what could be bubble gum seemed to drift from a door that was cracked open.

Voice 1: Why in the world are you wasting your time with lesser potions and spells?

Voice 2: Because you told me to start with the basics!

Voice 1: Yes but not that basic. Emily you can do so much more now, all you have to do is ask.

The camera moves into what appears to be a room filled with bookshelves that were filled to the brim with old leather bound books. On the long heavy wooden table sat a number of glass beakers, and a small black cauldron with a bunson burner under it. A large full length mirror sat nearby and Emily's reflection seemed to move on its own.

Emily: Then what do you suggest Tabitha?

Tabitha: I have an idea but if you mess it up it won't be good.

Emily: It can't be that tough can it?

Tabitha: If you want to try it, then I'll help you get everything ready for it. But it is complicated.

Emily sighs and leans against the table.

Emily: What does it do?

Tabitha: It will let us become one. You will have all of my memories, and know what I did when I lived.

Emily: Alright... Lets start.

As she goes to grab a book off of the shelf her phone rings. Emily sighs and answers it.

Emily: Hello? This is her. I'm doing alright? Really? A title match? Who's it against? Ok... I'll check it out. Thank you.

Emily hangs up, and sighs.

Tabitha: Who was that?

Emily: That was my boss. She said that I have a match at the next pay per view. It's been so long since I've had to step foot in the ring. I guess I better start training huh?

Tabitha: What about the ritual?

Emily: We can still do it, but I need to get ready for this. I'm facing 9 other women for the Siren's Championship.

Tabitha: It won't take that long.

Emily looks at the book that now sat in front of her, and sighs.

Emily: It can wait...

Emily walks out of the room, and heads down the long hallway. The sound of a door opening is heard coming from somewhere ahead of her. She shakes her head, and soon reaches the door, closing it.

Emily: Nice try...

She continues down the hallway and soon reaches a set of double doors, that were closed. She opens them revealing a large bedroom done in deep reds and black material with a king size bed in the middle of the room.

Emily: Seph? Seph? I wonder where he went to... I better leave him a note then.

She takes a piece of paper from the small stack of paper and writes something before turning and walking back out, and heads toward the stairs. Once she reaches the bottom of the stairs, and grabs a set of keys from a rack that hung by the door, and heads outside, as the scene fades to black.




The scene reopens on the beautiful city of Manhattan. The afternoon sun had already started to fall over the city, but the light was still bright, and the cloudless blue sky hung over head. The sound of traffic moving through the crowded streets echos off of the tall buildings. The smells from the local cafes and restaurants that lined the streets. The heat could be felt more as the people moved along. We soon see a familiar face moving along the sidewalk. It was Emily. She soon stops in front of a cafe called The Culture Espresso. She walks inside, as the lights from the crystal chandeliers shimmered above her. She walks to the counter, and orders an iced coffee and sits down at one of the small wooden tables that were littered around the cafe. She takes a sip and takes a sip of the iced coffee and all that she tastes is a mix of chocolate, and a light taste of coffee. The door opens once again, and she spots Maria Reyes. She waves to Emily and walks toward her.

Maria Reyes: Miss Riley it's so good to see you.

Emily: Please call me Emily.

Maria Reyes: How have you been?

Emily: Great! I've been busy of late.

Maria Reyes: That's good to hear. I can only imagine what is going through your head right now. I mean it's been a few months since you've been put into a match.

Emily: Yeah it has, but its like riding a bike you know. You never forget.

Maria Reyes:In just a few days you will be in the middle of the ring with 9 other women fighting for the Siren's Champion. What do you think your chances are?

Emily: Well... I know I've been away from the ring for a while, but I think my chances are pretty good. I've been training every day with Seph to keep myself in shape. I don't even know who's in this match to tell you the truth.

Maria Reyes: I take it, they told you, you had a match and it was for the Siren's Championship?

Emily nods as she takes another sip from the glass in front of her.

Emily: Yes.

Maria Reyes: Well we have the champion Denise De'Vil as the champion, and she is looking to keep that title for another long title reign.

Emily: I remember Denise. She's a good friend of Seph's. I don't really have anything against her. But she's not someone that I would want to mess with. I know she's going to come at me with everything that she has, just to make sure that she keeps it. But I have to admit I would love to get my hands on another title.

Maria Reyes: The Jade sisters have just joined with the NCW and are looking to make a name for themselves.

Emily looks at Maria and leans back in her chair.

Emily: Really? They were given a chance at a title before they even did anything?

Maria Reyes: Oh they had a match but it got interrupted by someone when the lights went out.

Emily: Wait a minute...They lucked out? They won because someone interrupted their match? Are you serious? So they both get a shot at a title that they don't even deserve? They shouldn't even be in the same ring as me. I've held titles! I've held the Pinnacle twice and yet these two think they are going to walk away with a title when they haven't even done anything? They are going to get a rude awakening!

Maria Reyes: Are you planning on focusing on them first?

Emily: I plan on focusing on anyone that is stupid enough to stand in my way. I guess that's all of them.

Maria Reyes: Lexi Havoc has returned as well.

Emily: Who?

Maria Reyes: Lexi Havoc... She's been in and out of NCW for a while...

Emily laughs and leans forward, shaking her head.

Emily: Another one that doesn't need to be in this match. I mean who made this match? We have three losers that are in this match that really don't stand a chance against me. I'm not going to underestimate them, but they haven't really done anything to impress anyone!

Maria Reyes: Astaroth is looking for a win in this match too.

Emily: My God what kind of match is this? I mean there are a handful of ladies in this match that have been champions and then the rest are useless! I'm going to keep my eyes on her but I remember her, and she has never been a champion and never will be.

Maria Reyes pushes back a piece of hair that had fallen into her face.

Maria Reyes: Avery has already held the Siren's Title as well and is looking to get it back. Do you think she has what it takes to win it back?

Emily: Maybe. I mean she's held other titles and she's lost them. So why would this be any different? She's looking to gain the title back but she has a lot of competition in this one. There is only one person that will be walking away the Siren Champion will be me.

Emily smiles as she takes another sip from the glass in front of her.

Maria Reyes: What about Venus? She's in this match too. She's been the tag team champions twice.

Emily: Venus... Venus is a bit odd. She's tough and is looking for gold once again. But it's been a while since she's held gold. I know that's she going to fight with everything that she has but I don't think that it's going to be enough. As for Joanne, well she's my boyfriend's ex wife. I know she's been hungry for a piece of gold since she lost the Eternal Championship. But I'm not going to let anyone take that gold from me. Not now, not ever. I will be the last one left standing in the end. The Black Queen is coming.

Maria Reyes: Black Queen?

Emily: I'm sorry... I don't know where that came from... I better get going.

Maria Reyes: Thank you for your time Emily and good luck.

Emily looks at Maria with a strange look in her eyes, and smirks.

Emily: I'm not going to need, but everyone else is. See ya around Maria.

Emily finishes her drink and heads toward the door leaving Maria alone, as the scene fades to black.

[Uh Oh]

[Lexi and Blaze Havoc]

Lexi's RP
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[thedeathbringer]

Act 1: Memories


Without memory, there is no culture. Without memory, there would be no civilization, no society, no future.
Elie Wiesel

St. Augustine, Florida
Present Day

The scene opens on the beautiful city of St. Augustine. The beautiful blue sky loomed over head, with the soft white clouds drifting in silence. The water was a crystal clear blue even after the hurricane that had made it's way over the state. A few pieces of the board walk had been torn away from the high water, but were now being fixed. The city was full of life, with tourists that made their way through the historical sites that littered the city. The smell of waffle cones seemed to drift from the various ice cream shops that littered George Street, mixing with the few coffee shops that were near by. The sound of horse hooves could be heard moving along the streets taking people on tours of the city, while the trams dropped people off and picked them up from different parts of the city. The long boardwalk that ran along the beach was filled with people taking pictures of the pristine beach that laid out before them. The fort sat over looking the harbor had tails and spirits that wandered in search of peace while the city held secrets from a time gone by. People walked round in pirate garb and were stopped to have pictures taken. We see Ambros walking with Denise. She was dressed in a black and blue pirate outfit. The skirt was pinned up in the front, letting us see her long legs, and a pair of black pirate boots. The wide brimmed black hat was over her eyes to keep the sun out for the day, and the bodice seemed to be low cut, and revealing the tanned ample breasts that were barely holding on. He was wearing black jeans cut to the knees a wallet chain, black boots, a black leather motorcycle jacket unzipped with a Deathbringer t-shirt underneath. Silver reflective sunglasses. In one hand he holds the cane that was gifted to him he is walking without it but still having a slight limp.

Denise: I love this city. It has so much history.

Ambros: Before meeting you it was get up, train, go to the ring, hotel room, airport repeat process. I never took time to appreciate the cities I've been in.

Denise: I've traveled the world, but I always seem to come back to the states. Plus when you're immortal you tend to travel.

Ambros: You were the best thing to happen to me, you taught me to take time to myself and enjoy life.

Denise smiles and looks at him from underneath the wide brimmed hat.

Denise: I didn't do anything... You just needed a bit of a push.

Ambros: I needed a reason to start living.

Denise: And now you a have reason. I love you.

Ambros: I love you too.

Denise smiles as they reach what appears to be an old gate but the bridge and the gates were long since gone.

Denise: At one point in time this was the only way in and out of the city.

Ambros: What happened? Time? Disaster? Or humanity?

Denise: Just fell out of disrepair. This is the oldest European inhabited city in the world. It's never been vacant. There has always been someone living here. This is the oldest city in the US. It was discovered long before Jamestown, and Plymouth.

Ambros: Amazing, I like quiet and solitude, I was never a people person.

Denise: St. Augustine was a haven for pirates at one time. Hench why most people are dressed as such. Black Bart, Black Beard, and a few others came here and hauled treasure through those narrow alley ways to the lush greenery that laid just beyond.

Ambros: Amazing. This is incredible.

Denise: But then again... They weren't the only ones that were here... I was too... And what a wonderful time it was.

She smiles as they stop in front of a very old looking wooden building.

Ambros: What is this place?

Denise: This is the oldest wooden school house.

She looks over at him, and sighs.

Denise: I must be boring you...

Ambros: No everything is amazing, you're amazing.

Denise blushes.

Denise: Thank you. Come on, we'll catch the trolley and head to the fort.

Ambros: Alright, lead the way.

Soon a trolley pulls up, and Ambros helps Denise up first, and follows behind taking a seat beside her. They soon pull away from the curb, and they head through the city, moving closer to the fort that loomed over the beach below.

Ambros: What is that fort?

Denise: This is the fort that De Leon built to protect the city and to keep the English out. The English ships hit the fort with everything they had only to have the Spanish come out every night and seal it back up.

Ambros: That is impressive. Not unlike you. All these challengers hit you with everything they can and you come back stronger and unbeatable.

Denise nods.

Denise: I know, but one day that might change. I mean St. Augustine did fall to the English.

Ambros: Worst case is a temporary setback.

Denise: True. But I'm not going to let my title go that easy.

Ambros: I know you won't, trying to beat my record?

Denise laughs.

Denise: I will never beat your record.

Ambros: Yes you will, I have faith.

She smiles as the trolley soon stops in front of the fort. Denise steps down, and looks up at the fort and waits for Ambrose to step out behind her. Ambros hops out landing on his good leg. She wraps her arm around his as they start to head up the pathway that lead toward the fort. They pass through the porticluss and across the drawbridge that lead into the main part of the fort.

Ambros: This is incredible. I am having a wonderful time.

Denise: I'm so glad. This has been perfect day. It's a shame that I have to get ready for my match soon.

Ambros: They certainly have you working hard tonight. Tough competition.

Denise nods.

Denise: That's for sure. I mean they're all after the Siren's Championship but I can't let it go that easy.

Ambros: It's not you your style. They will be hard pressed and I don't think they will be able to beat you. You will be bringing that gold home with you.

Denise: I know I will. Avery is going to be in bad shape by the time that match rolls around. I mean she has a tag match earlier that night before she gets to the Siren's Championship.

Ambros: Yeah and can she really trust Jennifer they have had some brutal wars in EWU and AUW.

Denise: True. I heard what Lexi had to say about this match. She really thinks that she is going to pull the win out from her ass doesn't she?

Ambros: A big mistake to underestimate you. She really has even put effort in any of her past matches in NCW.

Denise: True. She came into the NCW and hasn't proven anything to anyone. She is not going to win this match. Look at who else is in this match.... I mean my own tag team partner is in it, and I know Necra isn't going to hold back on me.

Ambros: Necra is one of the toughest I ever faced.

Denise: Me too, to be honest.

Ambros: She I think will be your biggest threat.

Denise: I think you maybe right. Joanne isn't a slacker either. She'll be looking to put everyone else down just to get to the end.

Ambros: Agreed along with Emily and Venus. Emily might have some ring rust, Venus is more of a tag team competitor. Speaking of teams the two Forsaken members will probably work as a team

Denise laughs.

Denise: Those two? The Jade sisters? Please. They didn't even have a real match. They have yet to say anything, and they want to come after the big bad Deathbringer?

Ambros: They will have their gang ready to attack, Dread and I will be there to watch your back.

Denise: I have no doubt they will try something, but at least I'll have you and Dread watching over me. I'm not scared of any of them. They can try to take the Siren's title away from me but none of them have what it takes to bring me down in this match.

Denise: True.

They reach the parapets and she looks out over the harbor.

Denise: I know each of them will bring whatever they have to the ring, but I will too. I'm not going to stop until I have the title safely in my hands again.

Ambros: And we will celebrate afterwards.

Denise: Yes, yes we will.

Ambros pulls her close looking out into the harbor. Denise smiles and lays her head on his shoulder, as the scene fades to black.

The scene reopens on the city of St. Augustine. The sun had been set for hours, and now the moon had replaced the sun for another night. The city still glowed brightly from the street lights that lined the narrow streets. The sound of music flowed from a live band somewhere in the city, and it seemed to echo off of the old city walls that were still scattered around the city. The camera passes by the now darkened shops, and the somewhat quiet streets. A few ghost tours made their way around the city, telling the stories of the spirits that were said to roam the city. We soon see Denise still dressed in the pirate outfit from earlier. She walks along the streets and soon approaches one of the graveyards that could be found within the old city walls.

Denise: Today has been a perfect day, and it's not over yet. Te sun has set giving a new look to the city itself. This cit has a life of it's own, and a soul that has never died. Ambrose is right, no matter how many times I get hit, I just come back stronger, and stand against the odds. I know all of you will be coming after me with everything that you have and I will have to fend you all off, but I know I can do it. I've stood against greater odds before and this won't be any different. I'm not going to stand here and address each of you just to hear myself talk.

Denise smiles as she walks along the chain linked fence surrounding the graveyard.

Denise: I'm not going to waste my time on any of you.  I heard what each of you had to say and I really don't care what any of you think about me. I plan on winning this match no matter what I have to do to put the rest of you down, and hold onto the Siren's Title in the end. You can say whatever you want to say about how you're going to beat me, or how you're going to get to the top when we all know what is going to happen in our match.

She walks a little bit further and soon runs into one of the ghost tour groups that soon start to take pictures of the graveyard from behind the high gated walls.

Denise: Don't worry ladies I'll be ready for anything that you can throw at me, and you better hope for the best. I am the Deathbringer and she comes for thee! See you soon and good luck, you're going to need it.

She walks off as the crowd gathers at the gate listening to the story of the ghosts that could be found, as the scene fades to black.

[Apocalypse]

Part One: Reflections of a Doll.


We can see Anna sitting alone in a room that looks more like a child's room than that of a professional wrestler. She is sitting on the end of the bed holding a doll the face cracked and frail. She looks down on the doll and we can see tears dropping from her cheek to that of the doll. She looks down at the doll almost a look of longing in her eyes. Suddenly she drops the doll and it falls to the floor the face finally shattering after many years. The doll falls into a small cage, about the size of a small dog kennel, and Anna cries. She stands and walks to a door she opens the door and we can see a closet which has been modified to function more as a cage than a closet.


Anna: "Years. Years, that is how long the dolls suffered. How long they toiled beneath the king and his loyal family."


She opens the door and she runs her hands over a roughly scrawled inscription in the floor boards.


Anna: "I am Anna Raven Jade, I am a girl I am seven years old I am not one of his dolls."


She goes further into the cage and we see yet another scrawled message.


Anna: "I am . . . who am I? Am I a girl or am I a doll which is what the king says I am. All I am sure of anymore is that I am nine years old . . ."


She starts bawling her eyes out. She stands up and walks from the cage and starts slamming the door until it breaks from it's hinges.


Anna: "The "king" as he insisted on his dolls calling him, he trapped us girls in there there were many. Not just me."


Her voice now sounds more like a drone than a human voice.


Anna: "He would rape his "favorite" dolls, beat them, and some he would even burn. He marked all of his "favorites" with a brand from their hip to mid thigh. Almost eight inches long. A lightning bolt.
"

She starts to cry almost as if remembering something. She shakes her head and stands exiting the closest.


Anna: "I have to be a better woman. I need to fight to show my baby girl that no one can dictate our destiny only us."


The scene fades away, then back in. This time the scene is the old facility from their previous broadcast, getting a better look one can see rot, and mold. There are some rather pungent odours coming through the open doorway just beyond. Anna and Calypso are both moving about the room Anna is stripping her street clothes off to get dressed for her training session. Calypso sees something and storms over to her sister.


Calypso: "Anna WHAT the hell is that? Is that one of those brands you were talking about? Did our father turn you into one of his dolls?"


Anna: "Yes he did. I thought it was going to kill me, but then I got pregnant three years ago and escaped because he lost interest in me."


Calypso is furious, she steps away from her sister and flips a chair as Anna finshes getting dressed. As Calypso walks away she mutters to herself.


Calypso: "I will kill him, if I EVER find him again."


The scene fades again.



Part Two: Preparation.


Anna appears to be back at her computer. The light above her head flickers, and a slight fizzling sound can be heard. Her screen seems to be having issues as well, but these aren't caused by some electrical trouble. the problem her screen is having is blood. blood smeared on the screen, as well as blood running from the top of the screen. Anna runs her fingers through the blood and then lifts it to her nose. She smells it and grins. She then wipes it on her forehead, and her grin spreads to a full smile as her eyes grow dark. Anna takes the blood on her fingers and wipes it over her eyes, she grins and chuckles low and deep.


Anna: "Joanne Canelli, o femeie despre care nu știu nimic. O femeie despre care chiar nu am nevoie să știu nimic. Tot ce știu este că familiei mele, viața mea de viață au primit posibilitatea de a lua din mâinile unui brat răsfățat, și de a da înapoi valoare și sens în Campionatul Sirenelor. Acest lucru este sigur că cureaua nu s-a văzut de foarte mult timp. Nu te voi lăsa să intri în calea asta și nici nu te voi lăsa să crezi pentru o secundă că ai șanse să câștigi acea centură. Ea aparține Apocalipsei și ne vom ridica și vom fi numărați."


(Translation . . . Joanne Canelli, a woman who I know nothing about. A woman who I really need not know anything about. All I know is that my family, my lifesblood has been granted the opportunity to take from the hands of an entitled spoiled brat, and to give back value and meaning to the Siren's Championship. This is something I'm sure that belt hasn't seen in a very long time. I won't let you get in the way of that, nor will I even let you think for a second that you have any chance at winning that belt. It belongs to the Apocalypse, and we will rise, and be counted.)


Again Anna brings her blood covered hand to her face, this time she rubs the blood over her lips, and her grin becomes a full evil smile. Her eyes close and she seems to be in some form of a trance.


Anna: "Venus Mercur, se pare că o fetiță nu a putut niciodată să-și dea seama care marin cercetaș era favorita ei, așa că a decis să se numească după câteva cercete. Ei bine, nu vă faceți griji, sunt capabil să vă ofer atât foc, cât și gheață la fel ca cercetașii voștri. Venus, afacerea este în sângele tău? este în inima ta, spiritul tău? Este în a mea. Adevărata măsură a unei persoane nu se află în ceea ce știe sau în ceea ce cred că știe. O măsură adevărată a persoanelor constă în cât de mult pot lua, cât de greu pot fi lovite și revin încă pregătite pentru mai mult. Apocalipsa suntem întotdeauna pregătiți pentru orice punk sau curvă ieftină se gândesc să ne arunce drumul."


(Translation . . . Venus Mercury, sounds like a little girl never could figure out which sailor scout was her favorite, so she decided to name herself after a couple of the scouts. Well don't worry, I'm capable of giving you both fire and ice just like your namesake scouts. Venus, is the business in your blood? is it in your heart, your spirit? It's in mine. The true measure of a person isn't in what they know, or what they think they know. A persons true measure is in how much they can take, how hard they can get hit and come back still ready for more. Apocalypse we are always ready for whatever punks, or cheap whores think to throw our way.)


She shifts he body, and pushes her head back exposing her neck. She runs more of the blood down her throat and breaks into an almost demonic laugh. Her arms move out to her sides and her eyes nearly seem to glow for a moment.



Anna: "Emily Riley, sper să înțelegi problema cu care te confrunți în acest meci. Te confrunți cu o forță din Apocalipsa care este mai murdară, mai năstrușnică și mai devastatoare decât orice ai văzut până acum. Sunt sigur că ai auzit zicala „Am să plouă iadul pe tine și viața ta”. Ei bine, Apocalipsa suntem întruchiparea acestei zicale, suntem culmea devastării tuturor lucrurilor. aducem gândurile și mașinațiile violente din mintea lor la un punct culminant. Crede-mă când spun că a ne înfrunta înseamnă a privi cu adevărat în prăpastie și a-l vedea privindu-te înapoi, cea mai întunecată groapă a disperării."


(Translation . . . Emily Riley, I hope you understand the problem facing you in this match. You're facing a force in Apocalypse which is dirtier, nastier, and more devastating than anything you've ever seen before. I'm sure you've heard the saying "I'm going to rain down hell on you and your life." Well Apocalypse we are the embodiment of that saying, we are the pinnacle of all things devastation. we bring the violent thoughts and machinations within ones mind to a climax. Believe me when I say that to face us is to truly stare into the abyss, and see it staring back at you the depest, darkest pit of despair.)

More blood pours from the screen of her laptop, as she presses her head against it and the blood soaks into her hair and runs down over her ears. She seems totally at peace, she appears to be drawing power from the blood flowing freely about her.


Anna: "Necra Octavian Kane, așa că acum avem o femeie care se plimba folosind numele Kane. De ce cineva și-ar lega de bună voie cariera de o fosilă ca acel ciudat barbequeed scapă de mine. din ceea ce am văzut despre tine, cariera ta a avut de fapt câteva momente importante. Singura problemă este că până la urmă toată lumea devine depășită, sau mai rău încă, își supraviețuiește bun venit. Necra, trebuie să înțelegi și să te gândești la cariera ta. Deși este posibil să nu avem niciodată albine în aceeași companie înainte de asta, cariera ta a fost stocată suficient încât știu cine ești după reputație. S-ar putea să nu știu nimic despre tine, dar știu că nu ești una cu care o persoană obișnuită să se fută. Problema cu asta într-un meci de genul acesta este că toată lumea știe să nu se fută cu tine, așa că vor face tot ce trebuie pentru a te elimina din echivalare. Pentru unii care include chiar și compromiterea valorilor și convingerilor lor fundamentale. Din fericire pentru mine, Apocalipsa nu are valori și singurul lucru din centrul nostru este să câștigăm și să provocăm durere. Crede-mă femeie că vei îndura durerea mai rău decât orice ai simțit înainte."


(Translation . . . Necra Octavian Kane, so now we have a woman going around using the name Kane. Why would anyone willingly tie their career to a fossil like that barbeque'ed freak escapes me. from what I've seen of you, your career has actually had some decent highlights. The only problem with that is that eventually everyone becomes outdated, or worse yet, they overstay their welcome. Necra, you need to understand, and think about your career. While we may never have bee in the same company before this, your career has been storied enough that I know who you are by reputation. I may not know anything about you, but I do know that you're not one for a normal person to fuck with. The problem with that in a match like this is that everyone KNOWS not to fuck with you so they will do whatever it takes to eliminate you from the equasion. For some that even includes compromizing their core values, and beliefs. Luckily for me, Apocalypse has no values, and the only thing at our core is to win, and inflict pain. Trust me woman you will endure pain worse than any you have felt before.)


Anna stands, and her computer again starts to flicker on and off again. as it does she is bathed in an almost evil black light, and the blood she previously soaked herself in appears to move forming the words Death is blind, and it takes all who oppose it.


Anna: "Avery McCullen, personal nu știu nimic despre tine. Lucrul amuzant este că majoritatea oamenilor mă vor auzi spunând acest lucru și răspund spunând că ar trebui să știu despre tine. Ar trebui să cunosc tipul de persoană care ești și tipul de personaj pe care îl aduci în ring. Cu toate acestea, chiar nu, pentru că știu că nu va trebui să-mi fac griji pentru cineva din spatele meu, pentru că N.C.W. agentul de rezervări a făcut greșeala de a pune doi membri ai Apocalipsei în acest meci de campionat. Aceasta înseamnă că vom lucra împreună pentru a ne asigura că unul dintre discipolii din Apocalipu aduce această centură în fald."


(Translation . . . Avery McCullen, personally I know nothing about you. The amusing thing is that most people would hear me say this and respond saying that I should want to know about you. I should NEED ro know the kind of person you are, and the kind of character you bring to the ring. However I really don't, because I know that I'm not going to have to worry about someone at my back, because the N.C.W. booking agent made the mistake of putting two members of Apocalypse in this Championship match. This means that we will work together to ensure that one of the disciples of Apocalype bring that belt into the fold.)

Anna appears to come out of her trance. The blood has all been absorbed, and her eyes return to normal. She grins and seems to be reveling in some sort of euphoric feeling. The room goes completely dark, and all that can be heard is the fizzling of wires in the walls, and probably a rather large rodent scurrying around under the floorboards.

Anna: "Astaroth, o simplă fată umană se consideră a fi una dintre trinitățile rele? Te-ai etichetat ca unul dintre duci responsabili de focurile suferinței veșnice? Credeți sincer că sunteți la același nivel ca Beelzebub și Lucifer? Asta înseamnă că atunci când ești învins și făcut să te apleci în fața unei adevărate puteri malefice pe care o va deține această entitate și partea ta din Iad? Dacă acesta este cazul, cred că aceasta ar fi oportunitatea perfectă pentru Apocalipsa de a ne extinde imperiul la un nivel neegalat și nevăzut încă de la nașterea universului însuși."


(Translation . . . Astaroth, a mere human girl deems herself to be one of the evil trinity? You have labeled yourself as one of the Dukes in charge of the fires of eternal suffering? Do you honestly believe that you are on the same level as Beelzebub and Lucifer? Does that mean that when you are defeated, and made to bow before a true evil power that this entity will own you, and your share of Hell? If that is the case then I guess this would be the perfect opportunity for the Apocalypse to expand our empire to a level unparaleled, and unseen since the spawning of the universe itself.)


Anna bites her own wrist and suckles the wound. Her eyes deepen, and she seems to almost undergo a transformation of sorts. Her brow draws out to more depth, and definition, and her teeth seem as if they are even just slightly elongated. She seems to revel in her own pain.


Anna: "Lexi Havoc, acum sunteți cineva cu care noi, în Apocalipsă, suntem bine în legătură. Ai fost pe radarul nostru de mai multe luni. Am fost mereu pândiți în umbre și pe fundalul multor arene și în locuri precum supermarketul local care așteaptă să lovească. nu am avut niciodată șansa noastră, dar acum soarta te-a aruncat în calea noastră și, ca atare, vei fi sfâșiat de dorințele și visele tale muritoare. În această industrie există fiecare câteva lucruri în care puteți avea încredere, aceste cuvinte sunt o declarație în care puteți avea încredere și, dacă o luați la inimă, vă va scăpa de chinurile de a vă minți mintea și de a vă împărți într-o multitudine de piese. Lexi, aleargă aleargă, încă poți. Alergați înainte ca soarta să coboare ciocanul pe cadrul tău psihic fragil."


(Translation . . . Lexi Havoc, now you are someone that we in Apocalypse are well in touch with. You have been on our radar for many months. We have always been lurking in the shadows and the background of many arenas, and places such as your local supermarket waiting to strike. we never did get our chance, but now fate has dropped you in our path, and as such you will be torn from your current mortal desires, and dreams. In this industry there ar every few things you can trust, these words are a statement you can trust, and if you take it to heart it will deliver you from the torments of having your mind shatter, and splinter into a many multitude of pieces. Lexi, run run while you still can. Run before the fates bring down the hammer on your fragile psychological frame of mind.)


Anna slips down to the floor, and just rests there reveling in her thoughts and plans.

Anna: "Denise De’Vil, esti campioana si, ca atare, merita, probabil, cel mai mult respect, cel mai gandit la toate femeile din acest meci. Nu știți adâncimile la care sunt dispus să mă duc să-mi țin cuvântul la abisul care este Apocalipsa. Soțul tău Ambros. . . este cu adevărat colegul tău de suflet? el este persoana la care te gândești când crezi viața ta. . . lumea ta se apropie de sfârșit? Imaginați-vă atunci, vă treziți ziua Assylum, numai pentru a afla că cineva a venit în casa dvs. și a luat-o pe perechea, inima voastră chiar din patul vostru. Ai încredere în mine când spun că Apocalipsa. . . Apocalipsa NU este mai presus de asemenea mijloace suflete murdare. Sunt agentul morții afterall, dacă trebuie să închei o carieră sau chiar o viață pentru a obține pentru Apocalipsă ceea ce dorim, ceea ce căutăm. . . sângele vieții noastre, atunci o voi face."


(Translation . . . Denise De'Vil, you are the Champion, and as such you probably deserve the most respect, the most thought of all the women in this match. You do not know the depths to which I am willing to go to keep my word to the abyss that is Apocalypse. Your husband Ambros . . . is he truly your soulmate? is he the person you think about when you believe your life . . . your world are coming to an end? Just imagine then, you wake up the day of Assylum, only to find that someone has come into your home, and taken your mate, your heart from your very bed. Trust me when I say that Apocalypse . . . Apocalypse is NOT above such dirty soulless means. I am the agent of Death afterall, if I have to end a career, or even a life to obtain for Apocalypse what we desire, what we seek . . . our life's blood, then I will.)


Anna stands, and walks from the room, down the hall, and out into the street. She waves for a taxi, and after a few minutes a taxi stops and she gets in. She pulls out her cell phone, and dials her sister.


Anna: "Calypso, to you sister I will speak plain. I will address you with complete and utter honesty. You and I have fought each other tooth and nail. We have fought for each other nearly to the death. This match I truly hope is no different, I hope that you come at me with the full force of your being, because if you don't then I will always wonder if I deserve the Sren's Championship. Trust me, I will be bringing everything I hve to bare against you . . . this way there will be no doubts in either of our minds as to who is the best, and who deserves what they have. No matter what sister, I do pray that you trust me when I say that I love you now, and I will love you no matter who wins this match, becase we both know blood is thicker than water."


As she says this the taxi arrives at its destination. Anna pays and exits the vehicle. As she does her hand gets torn open, and she just places it against her heart as if she were holding some old treasured doll to protect her from the evils of the world. Moments later the scene fades.