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The legend that started with James M. Cornett is now officially over. What is now in its place is the new era in the FinalHazard Legacy. With his real name now in the open and the truth of him now known, Jecht Mathias Cronqvist is a wanted man...or is it he has a list of wanted men to go after? Forget for a moment that his pseudo-relative Michael Cornett cost him the match against Jabba (further proving JMC's point that Jabba could never win by himself), the fact that the man had the nerve to even show his face in front of JMC is enough to boil his blood. Then again, Michael was never technically a part of his family anyway...then there's AngelFire, who, after claiming that no 'demons', including Jecht, would be allowed near her daughter, turned right around and said that JMC would probably desert Destiny. Gee, wonder why...Finally, as if that wasn't bad enough, Andross Cornett, the man chiefly responsible for the last twenty years of hell Jecht's had to deal with, is taunting him again. But with a new age comes new talents, as most of the HBAW is about to find out. ROLEPLAY
JMC: I'm so tired of being here
[At about this point, we can see quite a few familiar faces amidst the fans. Of special note is a woman that very much resembles Misty Donimari, although we can't tell from this angle if it is her or not. Michael Cornett is also in attendance, but he seems intimidated by the trio of JMC, guitarist Jason Tercal, and bass player Lucas Wolph. Drummer Fiona Markertino and keyboardist Steven Winkerly round out the band.]
JMC: You used to captivate me
[The band finishes the song and bows, as if they're done for the night. James and Fiona head off to the bar as the others go backstage.]
JMC: Damn, you'd think that they would stop cheering by now!
FIONA: Well, it IS the first time they've ever heard a guy hit that high of a note. They're used to Amy Lee doing the song, not a tenor hitting his falsetto.
JMC: Too true...So what are you doing tonight?
FIONA: Considering this is the first time the whole band has played since high school, I was thinking maybe you and I could resume our 'friends with benefits' relationship.
JMC: Tempting as that may be, Fiona...
FIONA: [sits on his lap and plays with his hair] Come on, Jecht. It's not like you have anyone anymore.
JMC: Well...
[James and Fiona look about ready to kiss when the Misty lookalike appears at the bar. James happens to glance down at her ankle and, yet again, sees the bracelet. He pulls away just as Fiona is about to kiss him. Misty glances over at him a bit questionatively, although JMC doesn't see this.]
FIONA: What's wrong?
JMC: Fiona...you're always gonna be a part of my life thanks to Heather. But truth be told, I can't do this, not anymore. I'm still married to a great girl...no, a wonderful woman. And I can't risk any chance of my getting back with her because of an old flame. I'm sorry, Fiona. If you're still wanting in the band, it's gotta be on business terms only.
FIONA: You really love this girl, don't you?
JMC: You have no idea how much she means to me...how much she's always meant to me. Her and our son are the only reason I'm not completely insane yet.
FIONA: This is a shock...I always figured I was gonna be the one to break us up. But I figured wrong.
JMC: You had your chance for me, Fiona, but you just wanted to be f*ck buddies.
FIONA: I know, I know. That was my bad. But at least I'm being mature about this, unlike that Nikki bitch you--
JMC: Hey...I will not have Destiny's mother insulted like that. She is still my baby's mother. Even though I am a bit confused...she says she doesn't want "demons" around her kids, indicating to me that she clearly doesn't want me around Destiny, yet turns right back around and questions whether or not I'mma desert my daughter? She clearly made the choice for me, it's not like--
FIONA: [sighs] I didn't want to have to break this to you here, but I see there's no other choice.
JMC: What? What's going on?
FIONA: Jecht...there's rumors going around Egypt that Destiny isn't your daughter.
JMC: Yeah, I've heard them too.
FIONA: But it's still a Cronqvist.
JMC: How is that...[pauses for a few seconds] Oh hell no, please don't tell me...
FIONA: I'm afraid so. The rumor is that Andross assumed your form and seduced Nicole to make Destiny.
JMC: Of course...that would explain Destiny's black hair...but Fi, are you sure about this?
FIONA: Jecht, do you honestly think I would lie to you about something like this?
JMC: No, and that is one of your more deplorable traits. You, unlike 90% of the women out there, wouldn't lie to me about something this serious, especially if Andross was involved.
FIONA: It's not confirmed yet, but I've been hearing of paranormal activity happening in the East Coast, most of them centered around New Jersey.
JMC: Things that only a Cronqvist would be responsible for...so Andross must be trying to appeal to Nicole to get his kid back.
FIONA: Jecht...just be careful, alright?
JMC: As long as Misty's at risk, I ain't about to give up.
[Misty smiles largely at this, but the party is interrupted by the same five clowns who showed up in front of JMC's face before. The red one, as we all know by now, is Andross Cronqvist, but the shocker is that he's holding Heather by the neck.]
ANDROSS: Leave it to Jamie to fùck up again.
JMC: Andross! Please don't harm her.
ANDROSS: Hehe...just like everybody else, well I never thought I'd say this...but Brandon and I have more in common than I ever thought possible!
[Without even giving it a second thought, Andross snaps Heather's neck. James and Fiona rush toward them as Andross lets go of Heather. Heather falls to the ground lifeless. As Fiona goes to check on her, Misty looks on in anger toward Andross. JMC, meanwhile, is looking at Heather with rage inside. He stands up and stares at Andross coldly. About the same time, his eyes start going into 3-D mode, but lightning is also striking parts of the club at random, eventually hitting JMC's ring on his left hand. Andross turns away and the camera leaves JMC for a few seconds.]
ANDROSS: Our work is done here. Tomorrow, we go for the last one.
JMC (voice-over): Like hell you are, dicksmoker!
ANDROSS: The hell? Jamie, what the--
JMC: No, Andross. No longer am I going by that ridiculous name I was forced to take. I am using my original name again.
ANDROSS: How is this even possible?!?
JMC: There are things about me you don't even know. Hell, there are things I've done in this universe that I wish not even the dieties knew if it were possible. This is the last battle we have, Andross. One way or another, it ends here.
ANDROSS: Fine! You win, and you no longer worry about me and my shadow friends here. We win, and you gotta join us.
JMC: Even now, you're pathetic. Using your own people to try and shield you. You forget, I've been in Suicide Matches before. Twenty people against one. Five against one's gonna be a piece of cake.
ANDROSS: You heard him, guys...let's go!
[The five freaks jump down to the lower level and begin to fight JMC. The pink-suited fighter starts first with an attempt to punch JMC in the jaw. JMC grabs her hand in midswing and tosses her over him right into the bar. The black-suited fighter now tries for a kick, but instead JMC dodges and kicks him in the back, knocking him down. Blue is next with a clothesline attempt, only to be countered by JMC's leap that takes him off the ceiling, to a wall, then back to the ground to punch Blue. Yellow, seeing no other alternative, grabs his daggers and begins to rush toward JMC, but the Legendsword pulls out a whip and, in three motions, hits both daggers out of Yellow's hands and wraps the whip around his neck. He then pulls the whip toward him, sending Yellow straight into a high kick, rendering him unconscious. JMC then stares down Andross, who is starting to head toward a frightened Misty with a dagger of his own, but JMC uses his whip in the same manner he did on Yellow's neck, making Andross drop the dagger.]
JMC: Ah-uh, Andross. I told you I was holding you to your word. Now it's time to pay the piper!
[JMC pulls back on the whip and jumps. Andross flies under him as the whip releases. Andross flies into a table near Pink's location. JMC lands on the ground and uses the whip to grab a portion of the table that is broken and fling it at Andross. Andross' momentary disorientation causes him to be victimized by the stake-like object. JMC then grabs Andross' sword, again, using the whip to do it. He looks ready to aim for Andross' head.]
ANDROSS: If it's...any consolation to you...I was hoping to keep one last family member...other than yourself alive...but I guess...that wasn't the case. Do not fault her...it was my doing...
JMC: You had your chance years ago. No forgiveness this time.
[JMC releases the sword from the whip with a quick strike, giving it a spin as he does so. The sword decapitates Andross, and his body bursts into flames instantaneously.]
JMC: Game over, bitch. Your lives have been expired.
[JMC then turns his attention to his wife, Misty, whom we now see. But when he reenters the scene, the costume is gone and he is in his regular clothes.]
JMC: Misty, are you okay?
MISTY DONIMARI: I think so...[suddenly realizes what's happened] James...
JMC: Please...it's Jecht now.
MISTY DONIMARI: This is gonna take some time to get used to...
JMC: It's okay. Right now you're the only one that really has any reason to call me by that pseudo name. What are you doing here, anyway?
MISTY DONIMARI: I found out from Joseph where you were. Listen, we need to talk about Brandon Alistair.
JMC: What's wrong?
MISTY DONIMARI: It's a long story...oh my God, you're bleeding!
[Misty points to a laceration JMC has on his right arm. The FinalHazard just chuckles, as if he barely even felt it.]
JMC: Likely from that Pink slut's boots, they were razor sharp. It'll heal within the hour.
MISTY DONIMARI: I don't care, I'm at least taking you to my hotel room here to bandage that up. I already lost you once, I'm not taking the risk of losing the man I love a--
[Misty covers her mouth as a shocked expression comes over her face--she totally did NOT mean to say that aloud, especially here. But JMC seems to understand, because he takes her hand into his and pulls it from her face to reveal that she's smiling. The two can't help but stare at each other for a short while before leaning in toward each other. Almost as if they hadn't lost touch, the two begin French-kissing in the middle of the club, surrounded by cheers from the onlookers. Everyone is celebrating...everyone, that is, except a pair of eyes that don't seem to look too happy. Although we can't tell who it is, they make tracks upon seeing the cameras around. JMC and Misty continue to make out like teenagers as the scene slowly fades out.] | |||
[As Andross turns around expecting to see his little 'brother', his mile-wide grin is now suddenly replaced with a "What the holy fùck?!" expression. Standing in JMC's place is a green-suited fighter, similar to what you would expect from Power Rangers. His shield, although not shown in regular light, has an "SC" that glows under blacklights. Given his stance, whoever this person is, assuming it even IS a person, wants Andross gone and has worn this costume before.]