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Date Posted: 10:10:52 11/05/00 Sun
Author: Cutter
Subject: Falling Down 2 {Rayne, Nembrotious

{He sits alone in his Manhattan apartment one he bought but in the last few months hasn’t had the chance to be in much the layer of dust he had to have cleaned up was evidence enough. With a grin he heads to the bathroom and looks into the mirror and smiles at his appearance. His hair once black and spiked now hangs almost to his shoulders he decided to keep the color because hell black goes with everything his eyes are a deep green that almost have their own inner glow but that may be because the bright bloody ass lights. He stares at his eyes a few seconds before opening a small box and from it he takes out a pair of contacts after he puts them on and looks up. There staring back is the almost finished product the old Cutter the one that wasn’t much of a blatant comedy act one with no remorse or regrets. The cat’s eye contacts are the second step the first was Rayne Cutter glances back at the camera}




Cutter: Rayne. You my friend have to go on the backburner for a bit while I take care of some old business in the form of Nembrotious. Four months eh? I bet the hate you have for me has simmered to a fine boil old bean well let me add some spice so to speak to your fire. For the last four months every once in awhile I remember the sound of Brass’s screams the smell of his flesh burning and the sweet sight of him in that hospital bed tied to machines just so he can draw a breath and Nembrotious while the other one regretted putting them there and said he wasn’t in control he was telling the truth. Me on the other hand I was in total control granted Brass was the only one I put out like that all he was another name on my resume or rap sheet if you will.


{He moves back to the main room and heads to his bags sitting on the massive couch he opens it and removes his black and deep blue leather mask and stares at it for what seems like an eternity before he turns back to the camera}

Cutter: Nembrotious do you think the mask works? I used to wear it many moons ago but after awhile it got tiresome I ask you because you are such a bloody snappy dresser no need for the fashion police to come after me. You want to hurt me like I did Alexander? Bring it man!! Bring me pain and let me feel it let me know I’m alive!!! You can beat on me all night my large Nubian warrior and in return I’ll beat the hell out of you, as well it’ll be fun for the whole family!!

{Cutter ambles over to his bar and pulls out a bottle of scotch and damn near drinks half in one swig. He and the bottle move back to the couch and plop down}

Cutter: For just a few moments I’ll address Rayne The Kindred’s personal whipping boy. Rayne I proved with Daher that I can get to anybody at anytime come to think of it I one man played a major part in ending The S.O.S. I put your brother out and Heavy Artillery wasn’t the same after dealing with me so Rayne what in the hell makes your bloody stupid ass believe you won’t end up in a damn hospital bed needing someone to help you wipe your own ass? Are you so bloody daft as to believe your one attack on Essex meant anything? The Kindred are doing good business and if what is in the works pans out this fed will be turned on its bloody ear!! But back to Rayne time and time again I’ve left you in a pool of your own blood but do you learn? Hell no! You keep shooting off that cesspool you call a mouth and saying bloody inane sh*t so once we meet one on one what was done to your brother will look like child’s play.

{Cutter laughs softly to himself as he shakes his head. After taking another swig from his bottle continues on}

Cutter: Nembrotious we will fight and after that will your lust for my blood be sated? In one match will all of your hate for me be spent? Or will we shed each other’s blood across the world? No this one match will settle nothing I destroyed your leader and his ideals lay there with him in that bed. Come Nembrotious bring me the pain. But know this old boy you will bleed just as much as I you want your bloody payback but I will be damned if it will be easy to get.




{Cutter gets off the couch leaving the nearly empty bottle on the table and after tossing his shirt into a corner heads down the hallway into the bedroom. At the doorway he pauses as some memories flood back to the times he and Kenzie had here. After a few moments he shakes his head ruefully and sits on the edge of the bed}

Cutter: I’ll see you Wednesday Nembrotious our battle will turn raise the bar for violence in this federation I know you will not hold anything back and chummer neither will I.

{ The scene fades slowly to black}

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