Revenge Counts Anywhere (Risen v. Judge)

[Gravity]

The scene opens to a parking lot where, surrounded by cars, stands Kayne Risen. The cars circle him, as if set up for a Parking Lot Brawl. Kayne stands in the center, perfectly positioned the same distance from each of the multi-ton vehicles. He smiles as he notices the camera centering on him.

"This is where we end it Judge. This is where we fight for the final time, where we spill each others blood on pavement and steel, where we settle the score for real.

For a few select moments, back in PCW, I was on top of the world. I had shots at the world title, taking men like the renowned Dream to the limit when their gold was on the line. I was a two-time IOW Title holder, and helped two of wrestling's greatest factions reach the pinnacle of the business. You just never could stand it could you? Couldn't stand the attention I recieved, couldn't stand the point I had reached. You, the man who defeated me in man's most hellacious creation, couldn't bear to watch me succeed regardless.

Then, your real shot came. You were ready to light WPW on fire, ready to be the man you always knew you could be. Then everything changed for you because of a night that will go down in history as one of the best. But not for you. You dreaded it the whole time, the night when worlds would collide, because you knew. You knew, in the back of your mind something would tell you, 'he's coming'"

Kayne slowly steps away from the middle of the circle and walks over to a black Hummer parked at the edge of the circle. He leans against it, casually.

"Then sure enough, the night arrived, and I made my triumphant return to the wrestling business. And you knew, that I knew Judge. I knew who it was the whole goddamn time! People around the world couldn't figure out who Shadow was, but I knew all along that it was you. You always had a thing for the dramatics Judge, and you thought hiding behind a mask and revealing yourself to the world was the way to go. But you didn't count on me arriving, so you took matters into your own hands, by running me down with a two-ton weapon of destruction!

Well no more Judge. You tried to kill me, to wipe me off the face of WPW once and for all, so you could dominate like you've always thought you should. You forgot one thing though..."

Kayne steps on top of the vehicle's hood, then ascends to the roof. Risen stands tall above the ring of automobiles and grins insanely before screaming, creating an echo among the abandoned lot.

"I am Kayne Risen! You cannot stop me, no one can stop me! And this week, on Tuesday Night Turmoil, you will scream for mercy as I give you the beating you deserve, with whatever I see fit. I will execute you as I see fit, and you can be most assured, that you will not walk away this night. Hell, you'll be lucky to walk again....ever. Tuesday Night, Judge. You and me. One final time."

The camera fades.

[The Judge]

Are you sure you got this...?

I told you... I can handle it...

Okay...


The scene opens up inside of a parking lot, similar to the one in Kayne Risen's scene, only indoors. There are a circle of cars also identicle to the picture Kayne painted, and two voices behind the camera, a male and a female.


You're sure?

What did I say when you asked me three seconds ago?

Okay, okay, knock him dead...


Suddenly from behind the camera the back of a figure is shown as a 5'7" blonde haired girl walks into the middle of the cars. Her tight blue jeans hug her assets as she crosses her arms over her bare middriff, exposed by her ripped off white shirt. A small smile spreads across the lips of Stephanie O'Donnell before she turns around to look at the camera, her crystal blue eyes staring directly into it.


Stephanie: Got a good angle?


The Judge smiles behind the camera and zooms in on the piercing blue eyes of Stephanie before zooming back out to show the whole scene, from the circle of cars to the concrete prison above and below.


Judge: Perfect.

Stephanie: Good...


Stephanie takes a step back toward the camera, with Judge adjusting it slightly to capture her full frame. A beam of stray sunlight pertruding from a crack in the above structure shines down and glints off the shiny lip gloss covered lips of Stephanie as she smiles still starting at the camera, then clears her throat slightly.


Stephanie: Hello Kayne Risen. I'm sure you remember me, in fact, there's no way you couldn't remember me since in the best of times, I was your boss. You remember those times don't you Kayne? The times when you were alledgedly a...


Stephanie raises her hands to make the hand gestures for quotation marks.


Stephanie: "Main eventer".


Stephanie lowers her hands again, pausing a moment to bite her tongue trying to keep herself from grinning any wider.


Stephanie: Or as you called it, on top of the world I guess. Oh maybe you were on top... Or at least as on top as you ever could have expected to be. You were a two time IOW Champion! Congradulations Kayne! Sadly, that championship no longer exists since it was from a company who fired the only good leader they ever had... That being myself of course. But I'm happy to see you still take such pride in being a former "Innovators of Wrestling" Champion, especially since you were in the original "Innovators of Wrestling" as it is! Quite an accomplishment to hold a title your little group had to create, you know, since they were never actually good enough to hold the real prize, the prize The One holds now. But really Kayne... It's cute!


Stephanie giggles a bit and rises her hands to clap them together. The Judge chuckles a bit behind the camera but manages to hold it still, and even take a few steps back to focus not only on Stephanie O'Donnell, but the entire ring of cars around her as well.


Stephanie: I'm sorry that you were never good enough to make it all the way though Kayne. You got title matches though, congradulations! Maybe if you were just a liiiitttttttttlllle bit better you could have actually won them, but hey, that's just water under the bridge right! Yes yes, now we have something new to focus on, or rather, something old that YOU couldn't let go.


Stephanie's smile fades away a bit, her stare into the camera suddenly becoming completely serious, and not condescending like before.


Stephanie: You see, Judge may not have time to care about someone as insigifigant as you, but that's why he has me. I watched your stupid little promo last week, and listened to the things you said in it. I heard you say Judge couldn't let an old rivalry die, but you see it was YOU who couldn't let the past stay in the past, and it was you who had to come here ready to expose a man who had left you alone, who had moved his hatred on to somebody else, somebody more deserving, somebody who actually DID win that championship that you like to brag about competing for. Yes, while Judge moved on to SiNN, you stayed behind just stuck in the shadows of the past, stuck on an old grudge you were determined to see reinvented. But why Kayne? Is it for ratings, do you just have nothing going on in your life, or is it something more?


Stephanie's high heels make loud footsteps as she walks toward the camera, and closer to a few of the cars.


Stephanie: Ah yes... Revenge. Revenge for not only the recent past, but the deep burried past as well. You're still upset that the only pay per view you ever main evented alone, the only chance you ever had at solo fame, was ripped away from you when The Judge pinned you in the suicide chamber one, two, three... You're still holding an old grudge about what happened to you back in a company that no longer exists Kayne, how... Sad...


Stephanie shrugs as she walks a bit closer again, and approaches the ever-recognized Yellow mustang. Stephanie smiles again as she leans against the door of the car, then gets serious again as The Judge moving in closer to her as she pushes herself up to sit on the hood.


Stephanie: One good act of vengeance deserves another. I completely understand that, and I agree! But Kayne, don't mistake your vengeance as good. You know what good revenge is? Good revenge is wearing a mask for nine months, winning the tag team championships with a man you hate, making him think his little blonde bimbo bitch of a girlfriend is falling for you, and finally enacting your revenge when the time is right. What did you do Kayne? A lame warning attempt to an old friend, demanded a match that you have no chance of winning, and defeated a chicken. Excuse me while I pretend to be impressed, because while you're too busy playing with cocks in the ring, my man is actually scoring wins that mean something.


Stephanie looks past the camera, and the smile on her face returns.


Stephanie: Give it to me.

Judge: Wait, it's not time yet.

Stephanie: Just give it to me...

Judge: Fine...


Stephanie leans forward and grabs something from behind the camera. It's a piece of paper with a few dark red/brown stains on it, and she looks at it for a moment before laughing.


Stephanie: You see, I hold your old buddy's checklist in my hands, the one The Judge stole from him at Everything Ends. And I notice... A few more names seem to have been added.


Stephanie O'Donnell flips the list around, and The Judge zooms in on it. There were the names written by SiNN on the list, but also on the list now is Ray Williams, and two more spots written lightly in pencil as Kayne Risen, and SiNN.


Stephanie: Wow, looks like you're next Kayne! You should be honored, really! You're going on this list with names such as Big Ray Williams, master of the universe and all of it's contents! And look at this name. Blade LaVigne! Now that's a guy who could give you some real tips in the ring! God knows he gave your buddy SiNN a run for his money!


Stephanie places the list down on the windshield of the car, and after the camera sits on her covered breasts and hands for a moment it zooms back out to show her smiling sweetly at the camera.


Stephanie: But games aside, before Judge addressed you, I wanted to give you one more chance Kayne. I wanted to give you one last chance to call this match off, and go your own way. The Judge won't track you down, and I promise you he won't get the urge to because let's face it, he has bigger fish to fry, all you are is a mere goldfish on a sea of sharks. So Kayne, I'm giving you this one last chance to call the match off, and walk away safe, and unharmed.


Stephanie slides down the hood as The Judge circles the camera around. She lands on her knees yet continues to stare directly up at the camera for a moment, then looks down and to the side before speaking once more.


Stephanie: After all, this is a great oppertunity to walk away... Walk Kayne...


Stephanie rubs the front, dented yellow bumper of the mustang with a wide smile on her face.


Stephanie: Because we would both hate to see some sort of... Accident happen again... Wouldn't we?


The camera fades to black as Stephanie's blue eyes peer up one last time.

[Gravity]

"And so it is said, that this is the day our almighty Lord's son did rise from his grave after sacrificing himself to forgive us our sins."

The scene opens inside a church. It is Easter Sunday and the pews are packed. A man in his early 60's stands before the crowd of praying citizens, many of them his age, preaching the word of his God.

"Oh yes, the Lord had his son pay for our sins, and then his son came back, giving us hope, hope that miracles are possible! Let me hear Alleluia!"

The listeners burst into this chant. "Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!"

"Oh yay God, for this is the day we say, Christ is risen, Alleluia!"

"Well, now, I wouldn't go that far...."

The camera pans to the back of the church where Kayne Risen is seen standing against the wall snickering. Oddly enough, there is a man dressed all in black next to him, wearing a mask to cover his face.

"Me? Christ? Jesus pastor, stop sipping off the blood of Christ."

"Who are you? How dare you breach the sanctity of my church while using the name of our Lord in vain!"

"Can it preacher, don't you think I got enough of that shit tagging with The One?"

The crowd gasps and the preacher angrily vocalizes at Risen.

"Take that filthy tongue of yours out of my church you...."

"Shut the fuck up gramps! If I was here to hear an old man yammer on about a higher being, I would've stopped by the Murph residence. Fact of the matter is, I don't want to listen to you preach for the rest of the day, so why don't you plug yourself before I'm forced to do it myself."

Silence falls across the crowd, most suddenly fearing making a move.

"Thank you. Now, preacher, if I may?"

Kayne and the masked man approach the podium and Risen snatches the microphone away from the now shaking minister, and turn to the crowd.

"Alleluia indeed, he is Risen. Kayne Risen to be exact. Now, I realize that most of you are in your early 150's and aren't aware of my status in life. I ladies and gentlemen, am a professional ass-kicker. And this Tuesday night, I'm gonna lay the biggest smackdown ya'll ever seen! Can I get an Alleluia?"

The crowd replies shakily "Alleluia..."

"Could've been better, let's do it again or I throw Gramps here out the window. Alleluia?"

"Alleluia!"

"Thank you. Judge, I know you're watching. It's not like you've got anything better to do, so listen up. You think you're such a hot shot now that you've revealed yourself to the world? Well, I suggest you rethink your battle plan. It's clear that your little bitch Ms. O'Donnell is gonna mess up our little conflict a few nights from now, and I'm not sure I'm happy with that. See, I've got a little masked assistant of my..."

"Alleluia!"

The crowd gasps as the masked man has thrown off his guise to be none other than Michael Lansing. The happy-go-lucky manager looks ecstatic to be there.

"God dammit Michael, I told you not to take the mask off!"

"Sorry, Kayne."

"Go wait in the car Michael."

Lansing walks off the stage dissapointed and Kayne lowers his head with a look of depression before turning back to the crowd.

"Judge, he may be an idiot, but at least now the odds are even. Don't think just cause you've got a little fuck buddy now, you've got any better shot of beating me now then you did when we were in PCW. You ran me down cause you know you had no shot of beating me again, that much seems crystal clear, and I think it's time I make it even clearer. Hide behind your bitch all you want Judge, but I'm not going away. You can't scare me away, you can't take me out again, I'm here for real this time."

Kayne hands the microphone back to the trembling preacher and begins to walk off the stage. The preacher speaks shakily...

"He is Risen."

Kayne smirks in the camera as he walks away.

"Alleluia...."

Camera fades.

[The Judge]

Alleluia!


The camera comes into focus, this time not in a parking lot, and not in a church, but rather at a river bank. The Judge and Stephanie O'Donnell are shown with their backs turned to the camera as it comes into focus a few feet behind them, showing the large bodied river in front of them, and the large buildings of Jacksonville peaking on the other side.


Judge: Alleluia!


Stephanie giggles and slaps Judge on his back.


Stepanie: Will you stop? It's not appropriate!

Judge: Why not?


The Judge leans down and places his hand down in the earth below. He digs around for a moment before picking up a flat rock, and smiling as he flips it around in his hand.


Stephanie: Well... This river is named after a saint isn't it?

Judge: St. John, was he offended by alleluia's or something?

Stephanie: Well... No....

Judge: Ah, so you're saying he'd be offended by me!


The Judge cocks his arm sideways and tosses the stone into the river, watching it as it skips one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, ahhh! Twelve times!


Judge: Figures...

Stephanie: Well, you are a sinner after all are you not?


The Judge looks to Stephanie and she quickly smiles at him. He smirks with half of his mouth before leaning down to grab another rock.


Judge: If I am, what does that make you, hmm?

Stephanie: I dunno...


The Judge throws the second rock, this one doesn't skip nearly as many times though and falls flat after only two bounces.


Judge: Besides, if loving you was a sin God won't forgive me for...


The Judge crouches down and grabs another stone. This time he finds a perfect one, lighter than the last rock, and even flatter than the first. He turns his arm sideways and tosses it out into the river and watches it bounce one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen times! The Judge takes a moment to just stand there and smile as he watches the small ripples in the river dissappear with the rapid flow, and then finally turns to Stephanie.


Judge: Then fuck the church... Yeah... I said it...


The Judge turns, half of his face now looking at the camera.


Judge: And fuck you too Kayne. Think I forgot about you, or any of the history we've had? Think you're going to make a fool out of me this Tuesday do you, well I hate to crash your party, but that's now how it's gonna happen...


The Judge takes a step towards the camera and pushes it up to focus on his face.


Judge: You see Kayne, The Judge doesn't hide behind anyone, I was simply giving you a chance... An oppertunity to call this all off, and walk away with your pride, your dignity, and your legs in tact. Maybe I did forget Kayne. I mean, I didn't forget our history, oh no I'd never forget that. I didn't forget pinning you one, two, three in the first ever Suicide chamber, and believe me I didn't forget any of the losses I took from you... Or should I say... From you and your little fuck buddy Michael Lansing. But what I guess I did forget is the simple fact that you have no pride, you have no dignity, because in truth, you've never done anything even mildly impressive to anyone who wouldn't have mocked being impressed with your "accomplishments" as it is.


Stephanie reaches forward to grab The Judge's hand but he pulls it free.


Judge: You say my victory will be tainted, yet you already agknowledge that the victory will be mine. Face it Kayne, even if it hurts so badly to do so. You are nothing. You never have been anything, and you never will be. That WPW Heavyweight Championship that you see sitting on a former manager of the Bennetts, and evne better, the PCW Heavyweight Title that you wanted so badly for so long now sits around the waist of the man you mentored. What does that tell you Kayne? It tells you you're simply not good enough. You'll never have what it takes to make it big, you'll never be "The Man", and to be honest I'd be shocked to ever see you challenging "The Man" again. You're not world title worthy, you're not Florida Championship worthy, your definately not worthy of holding one of The Judge's tag team championships, and to be honest I don't even think you could beat Phill Bennett for his God of Live Championship, much like you'd fail going after the hardcore belt as well. And if you're not good enough to even be in contention for a title... Then what makes you think you're good enough to beat The Judge?


The Judge puts up his hand with four fingers pointed toward the heavens.


Judge: Four weeks. Four weeks left until Redemption, the biggest Pay Per View that WPW has to offer, and where are you on the card Kayne? Let me rephrase this, are you even sure you're going to make it on the card? While you're worried about your little SiNNdicate butt buddy SiNN, what have you been doing for yourself other then writing your own death warrants by taking on The Judge? Kayne, do both of us a favor and just skip TNT. Just don't show up, and The Judge promises he won't make fun of you in front of the live audience. The Judge doesn't like this piece of shit state anyway, so rest assured when you come to your senses The Judge will let you walk with the get out of jail free card. But Kayne, listen up and listen well, because I will only say this once.


The Judge leans in toward the camera, his eyes focusing dead on the lens.


Judge: If you show up tonight... I will beat you... And you will be left... With nothing...


The Judge takes a step back from the camera, and takes Stephanie's hand finally. He stares down at the lens, his smile gone, and simply speaks to it.


Judge: God forgive you for your sins Kayne, because no number of alleluia's are going to save you from your Judgment Day...


Cut.