As the camera opens up, we see a shot of the arena that the WFW is calling home for this Monday Mayhem. The crowd is beginning to gather outside, the show being only a few hours away. As the camera pans them, you can see the excitement of their faces. They are all standing in line waiting to gain entrance to the arena for an evening of pure adrenaline rushes and wrestling enjoyment. A few signs can be seen in the hands of the fans, but you are not able to make out what they say. The line is starting to move at a good pace and the fans are getting even more excited. All of the sudden, a large black Hummer comes flying up to arena and comes to a screeching halt. The mass of fans turn to see the vehicle and the back door of the Hummer clicks and swings open. A long, black boot attached to a sensuous leg appears in the doorway as Adria steps out of the Hummer. She is clad in the boots, a short skirt, a bright green halter-top, and a flowing leather trench coat. Since we have seen her last, her one blonde locks have been dyed a dark red, and now their curls reach down to the middle of her black. Adria reaches a slender arm into the Hummer doorway, and a large had reaches for hers. Voodoo then steps out of the Hummer. He is wearing baggy black jeans, a cut off Mudvayne t-shirt, and his usually spiked hair is hidden under a Pittsburgh Pirates baseball hat. The fans go wild as the Dark Messiah, with Adria in hand, grab their gear and start heading for the talent entrance of the arena. Suddenly the crowd is heard to be chanting, “WEF!-WEF!-WEF!” When Voodoo hears this, he stops in his tracks and turns around.
That is in the past my friends. It is time to make a new chapter in my saga. The future starts now
With that, Voodoo and Adria step through the door and enter the arena, leaving the swarm of fans behind. As the two continue through the backstage area, they pass many members of the crew. They turn and stare at the couple, not sure of what to think of them. Adria looks around as they walk, talking in her new surroundings, but Voodoo just looks forward. He turns the corner and is met by a stage hand.
Mr. Voodoo, I believe you and Ms. Adria’s dressing room is down the hall, third door on the left.
Voodoo just nods and heads in that direction. Adria looks back and yells “thank you” to the stagehand as they continue to walk. When they get to their locker room, Voodoo slowly opens the door. He reaches in and flips on the lights. Voodoo stands in the doorway, looks around, and puts his arm around Adria.
Its good to be home.
Voodoo drops his bag next to the door and then goes and sits down on the couch in the room. Adria comes over and sits beside him, but Voodoo picks her up and sits her down on his lap. He looks at her in the eyes, a smile comes to his face, and he kisses her.
I’m glad to be back. It’s been too long. I’ve been out of action for almost 2 years now. Its time to get back into the ring.
Adria just smiles and wraps her arms around him and embraces him deep. She leans back and kisses Voodoo on his forehead and then rests her head on his shoulders.
So what do you think about your first match back? A six-man match with Shroud and some guy names Misfit as your partner?
I’m not too sure what to think. I mean, I know Lito has a purpose for most every thing he does. It may not be a good one, but it has a purpose. He knows how Shroud and I are as a team. He knows the devastation and destruction that we caused in the WEF. He knows the power the two of us posses. He must have a death wish for the 3 guys we’re facing. What’s their names?
Adria goes over their gear and grabs the match list from Voodoo’s bag. She returns to his lap and read off of the paper.
Umm…lets see. You’re facing Wildfire, Kydd Karnage, and Archer.
Wildfire, Kydd Karnage, and Archer? Do you have any idea who these people are?
No love
Well neither do I. I’m not trying to say anything bad about these guys, yet. I just got here. I need to get to know this roster a bit. Try to distinguish the talent from the jobbers. What about this Misfit?
I don’t know about him either.
Oh well, as long as he doesn’t stab me in the back, I don’t really care who my partner is. Shroud, I trust him with my life. He’s like a brother to me. So Misfit, don’t give me a reason to stop trusting you. If you do, you’ll be signing your own death certificate. Just like Wildfire, Kydd Karnage, and Archer are by stepping into the ring with the Dark Messiah. They have no idea what they are up against. They will soon. They will know what its like to face the Curse of Voodoo.
Adria just smiles at her love and gives him a kiss on the cheek. Voodoo embraces her.
I’m going to talk to Shroud. You coming?
Sure.
The two stand up and leave their locker room as the camera fades to black.
