The Path To Power Part 4: Of Demons and Magicans
Oct 19, 2016 16:04:43 GMT -5
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Post by Alexa Black on Oct 19, 2016 16:04:43 GMT -5
Deadly Intentions 7
Sunday October 9th, 2016 8:30 PM
Jerry Andrews: Uh oh. Baby Jenks just slipped Alexa that leg.
Ace Anderson: Holy cow! She just clubbed Crazy Boy with it! He's out!
Alexa ditches the device and drops for the pin. Lane finally returns his attention to the mat, sliding down for the count.
..1!
....2!
......3!
DING! DING! DING!
"Your winner, and STILL North American Champion, Alexa Black!"
"WHO'S THE FUCKING CHAMP?
WHO'S THE FUCKING CHAMP?
ME THAT'S WHO!"
A shriek of evil laughter follows these statements as Alexa and the Shaw's walk back through the curtain to the gorilla position, but not before flipping off the PCW crowd and as she does a hailstorm of popcorn soda, beer and profanities fly in her direction.
She walks back out again and holds up the North American Championship once more to a torrent of boos so loud that they could almost be heard all the way in Charlotte,NC
She keeps it there for a few seconds more soaking in the jeers and hatred from the crowd.
She grabs a mic and screams
"This is mins and none of you losers or anyone in that locker room or management is going to change that. If you want this title you'll have to kill me for it.
So long you worthless peons!"
She puts the title back over her
shoulder and strolls through the curtain and laughs some more absolutely delighted by trolling the PCW faithful knowing there wasn't a damn thing they could do about it.
"Did you hear those moronic cretins?
I can't believe they thought that I was going to loose MY title. I always had a plan. I never go in unarmed or unprepared for a fight."
The trio continue to walk backstage past the goings on and most people just ignore them and present they're not there simply to avoid any trouble which would include ending up in hospital.
I thought Nathan might try and pull a stunt like he did tonight and so I made sure to have a plan B, of course Jenks played her role in the whole thing perfectly, just like I knew she would.
While you guys were distracting Vladimir Putin's grandfather, Heather Mills,Strawberry Twatcake, and Sweeny Todd I could work my magic. I knew they couldn't help but get involved as soon as you did. It's not hard to manipulate them like puppets on strings.
I have to ask why are good guys so predictably stupid? I mean I saw what was coming a mile off and could easily stay ahead of whatever was planned. They almost make it too easy.
Nathan's group of goody goodies tried to use my own strategy of playing the numbers against me and it got them precisely nowhere.
And what's with their stupid name?
The Harvesters...Really? How fucking stupid! Are they gonna come after me with farm equipment?" she scoffs at this, her disbelief plain to see and hear.
I know there is a certain red headed former PCW Heavyweight Champion backstage who might take issue with that name but that's not my problem. If he wants to cave their skulls in with his shovel it would save me some bother.
So as I was saying..Jenks snuck under the ring and waited for her opportunity to strike. BOOM! leg off the head and CB is out. Then I took full advantage of course and walked away victorious once again.
You know one thing I will never tire of is making Nathan and his friends look like utter fools. It's just so unbelievably satisfying. The look on his face was worth it. He knew I had gotten him once again and he was PISSED.
She high fives each Shaw and ls miles smugly as they reach the door to their private locker room. Alexander pushes open the door and the terrible trio enter the room slamming the door shut behind them and locking it.
They sit down at an oblong onyx table filled with food and 4 bottles of vintage wine chilling in sterling silver buckets.
"Sit boys and feast you have earned it. Tonight we celebrate the first of two victories over that magical moron and his band of misfit minions. Then at Trauma 200 we shall triumph again and bring about the endless darkness that shall fall over PCW....
She joins get cohorts at the table and sits down to feast. Popping open a bottle of Cristal she pours it careful into three flutes and hands them to the Shaw's.
"Here is to us. After Trauma 200 no one will be left to stop us."
They clink their glasses and toast as the cameras cut to black
Sơn Đoòng cave, Phong Nha-Kẻ Bàng National Park, Bố Trạch District, Quảng Bình Province, Vietnam. Tuesday October 12th 11:30 AM
Alexa and the Shaw's who after flying 10+ hours are looking a little worse for wear as they step into the expansive caves with flashlights in hand and wander down the main path through the cave.
It is expansive being 200 metres high and 150 metres wide with vegetation and two big holes in the roof where the sunlight streams in. Behind them is a PCW camera crew and sound technician that Alexa "borrowed" from her work to use at her leisure.
"Where are we going boss?" Frederick asks. "And why are they with us?"
"There is a certain part of this cave that is off limits to tourists because of dangerous roof collapses and that is where I believe they have hidden what we are looking for.
And they are here because I want my competition to know EXACTLY what is coming to destroy them at Trauma 200"
They continue down the path then veer sharply off to the right behind a cordoned off section where the light all but disappears from around them.
"I can't see a fuckin thing." Alexander grumbles.
"Aha here it is!" Alexa exclaims as they come to yet another huge cavern and there highlighted by a single beam of light on a rock pillar rests a locked wooden box.
"This is it boys this is what we have worked so hard for."
She strides over to the box and takes the key from around her neck sliding it into the lock before turning it with a click .
Flipping up the lid she sees a black onyx crystal with various sigils on it resting red velvet. Smiling a wicked smile she reaches in and picks it up suddenly the cave begins to shake and both the crystal and Alexa glows a eerie violent pulsing red.
A wave of black fog surrounds Alexa and envelopes her so she can't be seen for a moment. The fog slowly dissipates and Alexa's eyes are black as coal.
"ARRRRRRRRGH oh yes I'm back I'm back at last. My full demonic powers have been restored. God I've missed them."
She laughs evilly before waving her hand and in an instant her,the Shaw's and the PCW crew vanish into thin air only to re appear outside the PCW arena in the parking lot.
She points her finger at a near by SUV and it levitates off the ground and with one gesture she rips it in half. Then raising her hand a sphere of light becomes a white hot fireball which she flings at the SUV setting it on fire.
"The playing field is even now Nathan your not the only one who knows arcane arts. My demonic powers are more than you'll ever know. I'll see you and your looser friends at Trauma."
She raises both arms and she and the Shaw's vanish in a wall of black flame leaving the very confused PCW crew in the middle of the parking lot alone amid a gale of wicked laughter.
Sunday October 9th, 2016 8:30 PM
Jerry Andrews: Uh oh. Baby Jenks just slipped Alexa that leg.
Ace Anderson: Holy cow! She just clubbed Crazy Boy with it! He's out!
Alexa ditches the device and drops for the pin. Lane finally returns his attention to the mat, sliding down for the count.
..1!
....2!
......3!
DING! DING! DING!
"Your winner, and STILL North American Champion, Alexa Black!"
"WHO'S THE FUCKING CHAMP?
WHO'S THE FUCKING CHAMP?
ME THAT'S WHO!"
A shriek of evil laughter follows these statements as Alexa and the Shaw's walk back through the curtain to the gorilla position, but not before flipping off the PCW crowd and as she does a hailstorm of popcorn soda, beer and profanities fly in her direction.
She walks back out again and holds up the North American Championship once more to a torrent of boos so loud that they could almost be heard all the way in Charlotte,NC
She keeps it there for a few seconds more soaking in the jeers and hatred from the crowd.
She grabs a mic and screams
"This is mins and none of you losers or anyone in that locker room or management is going to change that. If you want this title you'll have to kill me for it.
So long you worthless peons!"
She puts the title back over her
shoulder and strolls through the curtain and laughs some more absolutely delighted by trolling the PCW faithful knowing there wasn't a damn thing they could do about it.
"Did you hear those moronic cretins?
I can't believe they thought that I was going to loose MY title. I always had a plan. I never go in unarmed or unprepared for a fight."
The trio continue to walk backstage past the goings on and most people just ignore them and present they're not there simply to avoid any trouble which would include ending up in hospital.
I thought Nathan might try and pull a stunt like he did tonight and so I made sure to have a plan B, of course Jenks played her role in the whole thing perfectly, just like I knew she would.
While you guys were distracting Vladimir Putin's grandfather, Heather Mills,Strawberry Twatcake, and Sweeny Todd I could work my magic. I knew they couldn't help but get involved as soon as you did. It's not hard to manipulate them like puppets on strings.
I have to ask why are good guys so predictably stupid? I mean I saw what was coming a mile off and could easily stay ahead of whatever was planned. They almost make it too easy.
Nathan's group of goody goodies tried to use my own strategy of playing the numbers against me and it got them precisely nowhere.
And what's with their stupid name?
The Harvesters...Really? How fucking stupid! Are they gonna come after me with farm equipment?" she scoffs at this, her disbelief plain to see and hear.
I know there is a certain red headed former PCW Heavyweight Champion backstage who might take issue with that name but that's not my problem. If he wants to cave their skulls in with his shovel it would save me some bother.
So as I was saying..Jenks snuck under the ring and waited for her opportunity to strike. BOOM! leg off the head and CB is out. Then I took full advantage of course and walked away victorious once again.
You know one thing I will never tire of is making Nathan and his friends look like utter fools. It's just so unbelievably satisfying. The look on his face was worth it. He knew I had gotten him once again and he was PISSED.
She high fives each Shaw and ls miles smugly as they reach the door to their private locker room. Alexander pushes open the door and the terrible trio enter the room slamming the door shut behind them and locking it.
They sit down at an oblong onyx table filled with food and 4 bottles of vintage wine chilling in sterling silver buckets.
"Sit boys and feast you have earned it. Tonight we celebrate the first of two victories over that magical moron and his band of misfit minions. Then at Trauma 200 we shall triumph again and bring about the endless darkness that shall fall over PCW....
She joins get cohorts at the table and sits down to feast. Popping open a bottle of Cristal she pours it careful into three flutes and hands them to the Shaw's.
"Here is to us. After Trauma 200 no one will be left to stop us."
They clink their glasses and toast as the cameras cut to black
Sơn Đoòng cave, Phong Nha-Kẻ Bàng National Park, Bố Trạch District, Quảng Bình Province, Vietnam. Tuesday October 12th 11:30 AM
Alexa and the Shaw's who after flying 10+ hours are looking a little worse for wear as they step into the expansive caves with flashlights in hand and wander down the main path through the cave.
It is expansive being 200 metres high and 150 metres wide with vegetation and two big holes in the roof where the sunlight streams in. Behind them is a PCW camera crew and sound technician that Alexa "borrowed" from her work to use at her leisure.
"Where are we going boss?" Frederick asks. "And why are they with us?"
"There is a certain part of this cave that is off limits to tourists because of dangerous roof collapses and that is where I believe they have hidden what we are looking for.
And they are here because I want my competition to know EXACTLY what is coming to destroy them at Trauma 200"
They continue down the path then veer sharply off to the right behind a cordoned off section where the light all but disappears from around them.
"I can't see a fuckin thing." Alexander grumbles.
"Aha here it is!" Alexa exclaims as they come to yet another huge cavern and there highlighted by a single beam of light on a rock pillar rests a locked wooden box.
"This is it boys this is what we have worked so hard for."
She strides over to the box and takes the key from around her neck sliding it into the lock before turning it with a click .
Flipping up the lid she sees a black onyx crystal with various sigils on it resting red velvet. Smiling a wicked smile she reaches in and picks it up suddenly the cave begins to shake and both the crystal and Alexa glows a eerie violent pulsing red.
A wave of black fog surrounds Alexa and envelopes her so she can't be seen for a moment. The fog slowly dissipates and Alexa's eyes are black as coal.
"ARRRRRRRRGH oh yes I'm back I'm back at last. My full demonic powers have been restored. God I've missed them."
She laughs evilly before waving her hand and in an instant her,the Shaw's and the PCW crew vanish into thin air only to re appear outside the PCW arena in the parking lot.
She points her finger at a near by SUV and it levitates off the ground and with one gesture she rips it in half. Then raising her hand a sphere of light becomes a white hot fireball which she flings at the SUV setting it on fire.
"The playing field is even now Nathan your not the only one who knows arcane arts. My demonic powers are more than you'll ever know. I'll see you and your looser friends at Trauma."
She raises both arms and she and the Shaw's vanish in a wall of black flame leaving the very confused PCW crew in the middle of the parking lot alone amid a gale of wicked laughter.
