Post by Malice on Jul 5, 2010 16:42:58 GMT -6
Act 1:We're all Mad Here
"We're all mad here. I'm mad, your mad... It's by chance and careful planning if you're not." Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland
"We're all mad here. I'm mad, your mad... It's by chance and careful planning if you're not." Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland
The scene opens on the Des Moines International Airport in Iowa. It was crowded over the 4th of July weekend, with people flying out to different parts of the country to spend time with family and friends. We soon see a young woman dressed in what appears to be a black and white Alice dress standing beside faces that are all to familiar to the NCW fans. Sephiroth du Lac, and his lovely new bride Maria stand talking to Cleo and Sothren, as Malice looks out the window at the plane that would carry them off to their honeymoon destination. She sighs and looks back at them. She had already said her goodbyes to them, and would miss them terribly. She walks off heading down the hallway and steps into the bathroom. After a few minutes we see Malice standing in front of the sink, and as she looks up at the mirror in front of her, she sees what appears to be a very skinny cat sitting on the other side with a very large and disturbing grin upon it's face.
Malice smiles softly as she looks at it, drying her hands off.
Cheshire Cat: Hello Malice.
Malice: Cheshire puss, I have no time to play right now.
Cheshire Cat: That's right your father and mother are leaving today aren't they?
Malice: Yes. Plus I have a match to get ready for. I found out last night that I'm going to have my first match this coming week, and I must be ready.
Cheshire Cat: That is very true, but what better way to be ready then to come to Wonderland? The Dutchess and the Mad Hatter will never know you're gone. Come along Malice, they're all waiting for you.
The scene slowly changes and starts to fade away into what appears to be another world. The stone floor turns into a checkered board pathway, and large dark gnarled trees start to appear. The ceiling changes into a clouded sky, while the sounds of the airport fade only to be replaced with the sounds of creatures that filled the strange woods. Malice smiles softly as she starts walking along the path, deeper into the eerie woods around her as the Cheshire Cat appears by her side.
Cheshire Cat: So what is this match you have Malice?
Malice: There are 5 other people in it besides me, and all of them have some experience in the ring. Tara Fenix doesn't seem like a very nice person and wants nothing more than to get to the piece of gold that the Lady Zelda carries. Ashlie Ember and Charlaine Jones are new as well, while Megan Kane, and Maria Williams have had their moment in the spotlight only to fail several times over from what Father and the Dutchess have told me.
Cheshire Cat: You have learned from the best of the best my dear, and will be one of the greats just like those around you. This will be the first of many wins for you my dear Malice. Now if we don't go, we'll be late for tea, and that will never do.
Malice nods, as they continue to walk down the long pathway that stretched out before them. Red eyes watch them as they walk along the pathway, while loud sounds of the creatures of the twisted Wonderland echoed through the woods around them.
Malice: *Voice Over*This is my chance to prove myself in the ring. I may not be as great as some of you, but I will be one day. You see Tara I saw the match between you Zelda, and Rayne this past week and I am not impressed by what I saw. You are one of those people that likes to try and cheat your way to the top to get what you want, but yet you have not taken what you want. I'll tell you why Tara... You are nothing but a sham, a fake that thinks the world revolves around you, and you'll never be able to stand against someone that is willing to push it to the limit, willing to go all the way to get what they want. That's why you fail so often. You don't have what it takes to stand amongst the greats, the legends, and that's why you won't be able to stand against me. You're already thinking how dare I say such things about you, when I don't know you, but you know that I am right.
The forest soon clears, and they arrive at a very unusual scene. There sat in a rather strange looking top hat, and dressed in black and deep purple suit. A rather large hare sits to the odd looking man's right hand side, while in a small tea pot on the table was a door mouse with an eye patch over one eye. Malice and the Cheshire cat enter through the wrought iron gate that surrounded the property, and headed for the table. The Mad Hatter stands and bows to Malice as she takes her place at the head of the table. The Hatter looked familiar, almost like Sothren dressed in a suit, with an odd looking top hat. He smiles as the hare pours Malice a cup of tea.
Malice: Am I late?
Mad Hatter: Of course not. You are always right on time Little Mary Malice.
Malice: Thank you. I don't know how often I will be able to come to tea this week though. I have a match against 5 other people that seem to think they are better than I am, and that they can defeat me.
Mad Hatter: They can not defeat you. You were the one that brought down the Jabberwock, and brought Frabjous Day! Do not let these fools think that they can win against someone like you my dear Malice. You can stand against the greatest of foes and walk away where many others would have failed.
Malice: Thank you for such kind words Hatter.
Mad Hatter: You are welcome my dear Malice.
She sits sipping on her tea, as the Hatter and the hare begin to sing. She smiles softly as she watches them, letting her thoughts wander once again.
Malice: *Voice Over* Megan I am quite surprised that you say such things about my family. You see they are my family and I will not let you speak about them in such a manner, nor will I tolerate you making fun of me. I'm not one to be taken lightly, and I will stand against you no matter what it takes. I'm not going to back down from what the Dutchess I believed called a whore... You seem to like to play games...Do you play croquet? I hope you do. When this is all over we should play a game of croquet with your husbands head. Do you think that you can stop me Megan? You can try, but you will fail just like the rest.
She stares off, feeling a hand on her shoulder. She looks up and sees the Mad Hatter standing beside her. She smiles as she gets to her feet.
Malice: Thank you for a wonderful afternoon tea. But I'm afraid I must go. I have many things to do and a very short time to get them done in. Goodbye Hatter... March Hare... Come along Cheshire Puss.
Cheshire Cat: Right.
With that Malice and the Cheshire Cat head back the way they came leaving the never ending tea party of the Mad Hatter.
Malice: *Voice Over* Maria Williams... I don't what I can really say about you. I've seen your husband in the ring, and I have to say that if was the one that taught you how to defend yourself in the ring, then I'm not really going to have anything to worry about from you then. You seem nice enough, but like your husband you are worthless. The Dutchess has faced you on serveral occasions and didn't even put up a fight. This time around will you even try, or will you fade back to the corner and watch as I destroy the others that will be in the ring with us? I want a challenge Maria, not a coward that isn't willing to prove herself against someone like me. But are you willing to try and stand against me, even when you know you are going to lose? You a fool clinging to something that you can never reach or even hold onto. Sunday night you will be the first to fall at my hands along with the others that we will face. I will not give up nor will I back down.
She snaps from her thoughts when a beautiful woman dressed in a black Dominatrix outfit, with a young man dressed in nothing more than a slave outfit on a leash. This was the Dutchess.
She smiles softly as she sees Malice walking toward her.
Dutchess: Malice I'm so glad to see you. It's been such a long time since you've come to see me.
Malice: Forgive me Dutchess, but I have been busy.
Dutchess: That's right... Your father got married didn't he?
Ther slave on the leash moves slightly, and the Dutchess looks over at him tugging on the leash hard.
Dutchess: Did I say you could move? I swear... Good help is so hard to find these days.
Malice: Please excuse ms Dutchess, but I must be on my way. I have something that I have to get ready for, and I have very little time.
Dutchess: Of course my dear Miss Malice. Please come and see me soon.
Malice just nods, and starts off again, as the Dutchess begins to spank the slave with a riding crop. They reach what appears to be a door, and Malice smiles softly at the Cheshire Cat that sat by her side.
Cheshire Cat: I will be watching you Malice. If you need me I will be there.
Malice: I know you will. I better be going, or they will start to wonder where I went too. Goodbye Cheshire Puss.
With that Malice opens the door in front of her, and she is back in the airport once more. Cleo and Sothren are walking down the hall, and sigh with relief that she hadn't gotten far.
Cleo: Malice, we were so worried about you. Where have you been?
Malice: I'm sorry Dutch... I mean Cleo. I had to go to the restroom before we left.
Sothren: Well at least you're safe and my brother won't kill us.
Cleo: Are you ready to go my dear?
Malice: Yes.
Sothren: Good. Let's go home. The two of you have matches to get ready for. I know my brother expects you to be ready for your first match Malice, and we'll make sure that you are.
Malice: I will not disappoint father. I will bring every last one of them down to make you all proud of me. I will not fail, no matter what it takes.
Cleo and Sothren just smile at each other knowing that Malice would do anything to please Seph. Cleo knew that Malice's opponents would underestimate her and her abilities, and make the biggest mistake they would regret for the rest of their lives.
Malice: *Voice Over* Ashlie I don't know a whole lot about you, except that you are new around the NCW like I am. You and Charlie faced each other in a debut match, and yet you lost. Were you even trying, or did she have a better chance than you because of the fact she has family already in the business? Family will always stick together, no matter what the problem is. There will always be ways to solve them with time. Ashlie, I'm not afraid of you because you have more experience or think that you have more talent than I do since you've had training and such. But I do not fear anyone, especially you. As for you Charlie I feel the same way about you that I do with Ashlie. I don't know much about you, but I will soon enough. All I have to do is watch your actions, the way you move, the way you hold yourself against others, how you speak, and what makes you mad. You and the others will fall at my feet, when you make the mistake of not taking me seriously. I've been trained by the best of the best within the walls of du Lac manor and I will not fail.
They soon reach the curb outside where a limo is waiting for them. Malice slips inside with Cleo and Sothren following behind. The car soon pulls off, as the scene fades to black.