Act 1: There will be blood!
The scene opens on the beautiful New York countryside. The night had come on fast, and the moon and the stars now cast their glow to the world below. The sound of crickets and frogs filled the air, as the smell of chimney smoke seemed to drift on the air, from the town near by. The long stretch of road seemed to wind around the countryside and we soon see a black BMW moving along the long stretch of road, and with the lights from the car we see pairs of eyes peeking out from the tall trees and bushes that lined either side of the road, as a gentle breeze moved through the trees. We soon see an all to familiar sign that read "WELCOME TO DUNWICH HELL" The car moves past the sign and heads toward the town itself. She passes by the strange looking homes that had their shutters pulled for the night. The massive house on the hill loomed over everything below it casting a strange shadow over everything. The car winds up along the old road and soon arrives at the massive home. The car stops and the door opens. A slender leg is seen under a pair of black shorts that stopped at the knee. The camera soon shows Joanne Canelli stepping out of the car and heading toward the front door. Her high heeled shoes click along the old wooden steps, and she rings the bell waiting for the door to be answered. The door soon opens and we see Seph standing in front of her, with a smile on his face.
Seph: Joanne, what a pleasant surprise.
Joanne: You look happy.
Seph: I am. It was an anniversary of sorts.
Joanne stops in her tracks as she turns and looks back at him.
Joanne: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt somethin'. I can come back.
Seph takes her hand and smiles softly closing the door behind him.
Seph: No, no, its fine. I'm just in a very good mood. Now I know this isn't a social call what can I help you with?
Joanne: Well... I'm not wakin' up in the evenin' like I should be?
Seph: That's not to uncommon. Some of us rather walk in the day, and...
Joanne: No, my other side is comin' out when the sun comes up.
Seph's eyes get wide as he looks at Joanne.
Seph: You mean...
Joanne: Yeah, Molly is comin' out.
Seph: That sounds like a Malkavian trait.
Joanne: How did I get it?
Seph: That is a good question. But I'm afraid I know the answer to that one. I've drank off of a lot of other vampires and well... It mixes with my own blood and the gifts that you are granted maybe a bit different then what I have.
Joanne: What do you mean? So like I'm a different breed or bloodline? What?
Seph: Possibly.
Joanne: I've been takin' my meds and they don't seem to be workin'. I mean the last few days it has not helped. Molly hasn't done anythin' but it's only a matter of time before she does.
Seph: You need to add it to the blood. It should work better for you.
Joanne: That's good to know. There are a few other thin's that I can't figure out. Like my weakness... I'm not sure why... I'm weak to well... You know.
Seph: I feel the same way about mine. Anything else?
Joanne: Well... There is one thin'. Come here...
Joanne stands in front of the mirror but there is no reflection. Seph looks at her and folds his arms in front of him.
Seph: La Sombra trait. You can control shadows.
Joanne: Neat... I know I can't control animals... I tried.
Seph: Like I said, the gift is different for us all. Is that everything Joanne?
Joanne: No, I think that's everythin'. I have to head back and start trainin' for my matches for Asylum.
Seph: Ah yes... The return of the NCW. I bid you good luck Joanne.
He leans down and kisses her on the cheek. She smiles softly as she starts toward the door.
Joanne: Good luck to you too.
She walks out the door and heads to her car and soon it roars to life. She pulls off down the long driveway and back through the small town and toward the long, lonely stretch of road once again.
Joanne: I know that everyone is talkin' about the pay per view comin' up and I have to admit I am thrilled that NCW is back and what a show it's goin' to be. You see I'm not only booked in the Siren's match but one for the BAMF title. I have to admit I can't wait for this one. Think about it... Anythin' goes, there is no holdin' back in this match. Lets see Dario I might be shorter than most of you, lighter than most of you but I can hold my own. I've won titles, and made it through a lot on my own. Now when I step into the ring with the rest of you I plan on doin' whatever it takes to get my hands on the title. But you haven't even managed to get close to gettin' your hands on a title. I have at least done that much when NCW was open the first time around. You're not goin' to leave this match in one piece Dario. You not bring any victory back to the losers of Apocalypse and I'll make sure of that in the end.
She presses down on the pedal as the car starts to speed up.
Joanne: CJ Von Erich another loser that has yet to do anythin' in this company. Tell me what have you done? Nothin'! Why are you even in this match? Did someone feel pity for you? Or did they want to see you get utterly destroyed? I think that might be the whole reason behind it. This is goin' to be fun, don't you think CJ? As for Road Dawg no one really knows what to think or what to expect from you. You maybe the only one that is out of place here.
The car seems to speed up again, as she starts to make her way toward the interstate.
Joanne: Shiv... What do I say about you? I don't even know who in the hell you are! That might be for the best though. If you keep under my radar and keep the hell out of my way then you might actually get through this. But if not... You're goin' to end up just like the rest, destroyed and in the middle of the ring. I just hope you know what you are gettin' into. Thor the same goes for you. See the funny thin' is that we have a few of you that just seem to be out of place in this one, and don't even really deserve to have the chance at gettin' your hands on a title this soon. So back the fuck off and wait your turn. This one is mine!
The car speeds up, as she smirks and her eyes flash red.
Joanne: Stalker... You're another loser from Apocalypse! Why is it that you seem to think that you can actually win a match and take titles that you never even truly deserved. And this time around is no different. Hell from what I understand you guys were fired anyway. So what in the hell are you doin' back here? Do you really think that Allura was the one that gave you those contracts? Please. Someone did but it wasn't her! You can try to stop me but you are at a disadvantage. You have never faced me before let alone made yourself worthy of anythin'.
She soon passes under bright lights of the interstate and passes by other cars that seemed to be almost at a standstill.
Joanne: And that finally brings me to Johnny Reb! I am no ones rebound girl! I don't now where in the hell you get off callin' me a rebound girl but I will kick your ass six ways from Sunday when I get my hands on you. I will wrap my hands around your throat and make sure that there isn't any breath comin' from you in the end! This is where your so called title reign ends! That title will be mine, and there isn't a damn thin' that you can do to stop me. Everyone is comin' at you but yet you don't seem to even be worried about what is to come! If I were you I would be lookin' for a way out and not standin' toe to toe in that ring! But I know you and you will not back off and do everythin' that you can to stop me, but we all know that it's not goin' to be enough to keep your title. We are the Mafioso and we get paid to kick your ass! See you soon and good luck, you're goin' to need it.
The sound of sirens is soon heard as well as blue lights start to appear behind her. She sighs and pulls over before hitting a button on her phone as she smiles. The Police car stops behind her and a young man walks toward her as the scene fades to black.
