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Date Posted: 07:46:29 11/03/00 Fri
Author: Cutter
Subject: Falling Down Part 1

{It’s been almost a week since Paradise Lost if he’d have only know what that title foreshadowed he’d have stayed in bed. He thinks back to the conversation he had with Jason on the plane ride home}

Jason: John that was my last match in the GWA for a while.

John: So Fury gave you that leave?

Jason: Yea I hate to leave you in a lurch but I need to take time out for Chanel and go home and see my folks.

John: You’re preaching to the choir on that one old boy remember I’ve been retired once. While you’re out I’ll just pursue some singles gold.

Jason: Glad you understand by the way I booked myself for some indy dates so I won’t get ring rust. Time off will be good for me to figure out a way to get myself motivated again.

{He slowly comes out of his reverie not blaming Essex one bit for taking time off for his family. He looks down once again at the three-page letter she wrote. She had left him yet again this time for a man he considered a brother. Was he mad? No just numb and in need of a drink. He gets up and walks across the room to the massive oak bar that dominates the west wall and pours himself a shot of bourbon. Damnit he should have seen this coming but hindsight is twenty-twenty and there were no warning signs like the last time. Kenzie was gone and this time she was in the arms of one of his best friends damn this headache was getting worse he squints his eyes this hasn’t happened in years. Chapel looks up into a mirror as a wave of white-hot pain shoots through his head. He lashes out smashing the glass and cutting his hand deeply. He looks at his bleeding hand as another bolt of pain sears behind his eyes almost bringing him to his knees. After a few moments the pain passes much to Chapel’s relief still holding the letter as the man known as Jonathan Chapel looks into the broken mirror all the pain of Kenzie’s leaving fades as the letter falls from his nerveless grasp for the image that stares back is that of the other one the one called Cutter. Not the one the fans of the GWA know but the one from what seems like eons ago a loon but an extremely disturbed and dangerous loon. Soon the last remnants of Jonathan Chapel crumble away as Cutter at last is in full control. Cutter stoops down and picks up the letter getting blood all over the place he gives the piece of paper a cursory glance before tossing it aside}

Cutter: Good riddance to the flighty skirt she wussified us and all it brought is pain and made me a comedy act.

{Cutter looks about the room before heading to the door}

Cutter: Now where did I put my mask?



{Cutter moves slowly through the corridors of his immense castle his ripped hand leaving a blood trail on his expensive carpet soon he comes to his trophy room. He slowly enters and heads toward a glass case containing two items, one being a set of cat’s eye contacts the other a sinister black leather mask with a red anarchy symbol on the face. He takes out the mask and contacts and holds them almost lovingly}

Cutter: Heh..there you boys are miss me?

{He cackles insanely as he moves out of the room and up to the castle battlements. Once there he perches on the rain-slicked edge}

Cutter: The GWA is having a get together and didn’t invite little ol me…how bloody sad. Well since I have nothing better to do I’ll just show up and crash their little shindig. The time for comedy has bloody well past old boy it’s time to show this damn nickel and dime outfit just why I’m a champion many times over and why for a long time men sh*t themselves when they looked across the ring and saw me standing there. Rayne….yes he will do nicely as my first victim…the time to raise some merry hell has come again and this time no man nor woman will get in my bloody way.

{The scene fades slowly as Cutter’s deep green eyes reflect the lightning of the storm and soon all that can be heard is insane laughter as the screen goes black}



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