Oblivion Part 4� (Sengir) Featuring: Trisha VanReardon -- Gladiator Wrestling Alliance

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Date Posted: 23:57:44 10/09/00 Mon
Author: Trace VanReardon, Stephanie Connor, and Pussy Galore
Subject: Oblivion Part 4� (Sengir) Featuring: Trisha VanReardon

�The craziness of life��

�Crazy� for some it�s something that happens to them. For my brother� that was the case. He led a crazy life. One never knew what would happen next. The mystery of it all kept things fresh and new��

�But for others� crazy was a lifestyle. A horrible place that they could not escape from. A place that sucked them down and threatened to devour all around it��

11:15 AM� 7 October, 2000
GWA Headquarters

Pussy Galore advanced on her quarry as Trace VanReardon unknowingly offered her his back. She would hit Connor where it hurt� right in the heart� then Scarlett Sengir would be next. Pussy pulled out the long shiny blade and aimed it at Trace�s back� this was excessive to say the least� but sometimes the harshest methods yielded the sweetest rewards. Pussy bared her teeth as she took a step in his direction� then an odd thing happened, a jolting pain in her temple so powerful that she nearly cried out loud as she swooned. Pussy staggered and fell over the empty desk with a loud bang as the knife flew out of her hand and clattered across the floor. Pussy tried to right herself, but it was as if a great weight was forcing her down and even clouding her vision� preventing her from doing what she needed to do. Anger welled up in her as she slipped down into the abyss. With one last breath she managed to force out a barely audible sentence�

Pussy Galore: Caprice� you b*tch�

Trace dropped the vase and turned around as he heard the crash and the clatter behind him. He stood there stupefied just as Stephanie Connor did as she ran to the door and stood there. The woman lay sprawled across the desk�

Stephanie: Who in the hell is that!

Trace shrugged his shoulders as he rushed over and checked on her. First her pulse then her breathing. Trace was taken aback as the woman�s eyes seemed so far off and distant as they stared upward and through the ceiling above. Trace scooped her up and carried her into Stephanie�s office as she pointed at the couch. Trace laid her down and looked over at Stephanie...

Trace: Now what?

Stephanie grabbed the phone from her desk and dialed 911�

Stephanie: We get help.

Trace turned back to the woman and waved his hand in front of her eyes as he watched for any perceptible signs that this person was aware of her surroundings. Her eyes never flinched and her expression never changed. Trace looked up as Stephanie cursed out loud�

Stephanie: CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS? THOSE ASSHOLES JUST PUT ME ON HOLD!

Trace shook his head and looked back down at the woman who rested in a catatonic state. With a shock he noticed that her pupils slowly began to focus. Trace called to Stephanie�

Trace: Steph� I think she�s waking up!

Stephanie dropped the phone and ran over to Trace�s side as the woman blinked her eyes. Trace and Stephanie looked at one another, then back down at the woman as she stared at both of them in turn. Both Stephanie and Trace jumped back as the woman recoiled back away from them, bundling herself up into a tiny ball as she seemed terror stricken. She looked around nervously and finally back to Trace and Steph�

Caprice: Who are you people?! Where am I!!

Stephanie reached out to put a reassuring hand on her shoulder, but Caprice moved away quickly and Stephanie withdrew from her�

Stephanie: You�re in my office� this is the headquarters office for The GWA. You came here and apparently passed out.

Caprice touched her head. The familiar dull throb was there again. She had enjoyed some peace from it� no matter how short lived it was. The man looked down at her and she swallowed deeply as he moved his lips. He had kind features and a genuine expression of concern on his face. It had been so long since she had talked to a man after her accident that she was almost enthralled by the way he looked and moved and touched her� Caprice started as she realized he was resting his hand on her shoulder. He had asked her a question, but she had ignored him. She looked into his eyes and blinked�

Trace: I asked you if you were feeling okay� do you need a doctor?

Caprice shook her head emphatically as she looked around�

Caprice: No� no� not at all. I�m fine� I just need to find my� my� friend.

Trace looked at Stephanie as she hung the phone up on the desk then walked back over and kneeled down beside the woman�

Stephanie: Your friend? What�s this person�s name? Do they work here?

Caprice looked around and nodded absently, avoiding the rest of the question as the man took his turn at questioning her�

Trace: What�s your name? I�m Trace and this is Stephanie.

Caprice looked up at him as a majority of the fear seemed to just melt away�

Caprice: I�m Caprice� Caprice DeLioncourte.

Trace smiled at her�

Trace: Well Caprice� I think we should find this friend of yours� we need to make sure that you�re all right. What�s this person�s name and where do they work?

Caprice swallowed hard before answering the question�

Caprice: Galore� her name is Galore.

Stephanie looked up at Trace, then back to Caprice�

Stephanie: As in Pussy Galore?

Caprice looked at Stephanie, then back to Trace as she nodded. Stephanie nodded back at Caprice and grabbed Trace by his arm�

Stephanie: Excuse us one moment�

Stephanie pulled Trace across the room and looked over at Caprice who seemed less disoriented now, but still ill at ease. Stephanie pulled Trace close to her and whisper in a hushed tone to him�

Stephanie: Pussy Galore� that�s the woman that I hit at Insurrection� why do you think she�s here?

Trace shook his head as yet another one of Stephanie�s impulsive actions seemed to have come back to haunt her�

Trace: Can�t be anything good� but the fact remains that this woman here needs some help. I think that it�s best to avoid a confrontation� just get her out of here. Lock up the office for the weekend until you can find out what this Galore person wants.

Stephanie frowned�

Stephanie: What if this all some sort of act to throw me off? For all I know� Pussy Galore is waiting outside the door for me right now.

Trace shook his head�

Trace: I doubt it Steph� that woman was really out of it. Let�s just get her out of here for now� we�ll sort it all out later.

Stephanie looked back over at Caprice and then she shook her head. Trace and Stephanie locked up the office and helped Caprice out of the building. Stephanie grabbed Pussy Galore�s file and put Security on alert for trouble before she left. Caprice had insisted that she was okay and wanted to get home� but the next problem that presented itself was exactly where her home was. Trace was uneasy with the thought of dropping her off on a street corner in her condition and she was diametrically opposed to going to a police station for help. Stephanie remained suspicious of Caprice� but soon Trace�s compassion began to win her over as she considered that perhaps this was not an act at all. Caprice had an Australian passport and only a few dollars on her. There was no way that she could afford a hotel, not that they wanted to leave her alone in her condition. Stephanie looked over Pussy�s file� it was exceedingly vague and made no mention of a residence� only a bank account in Australia that did them little good. Finally Trace and Stephanie came to the conclusion that Caprice would have to stay with them tonight� it was the only to ensure that she was well taken care of. Caprice had protested� but it was short lived as she was set up in the guest room. They ate as Trace and Stephanie took turns at trying to jar her memory, but all they found were more questions. Eventually it became late and all three of them desperately needed rest. Caprice retreated into the guest room for the night as Trace and Stephanie when into their own room. Caprice watched as Stephanie watched her with wary eyes before she closed the door. Caprice heard the click of the lock being engaged. She sighed, but as she tried to put herself in the same position� she decided it was a prudent measure given the circumstances. Caprice laid down after taken a few pills for her returning headache. The pills rarely did any good, but she found the acrid taste of the aspirin reassuring if nothing else. As her head hit the pillow� she knew that any hopes of getting rest was none existent at best. In the instant she was fast asleep�

*** *** ***

Caprice awoke with a start as she heard a noise inside the room with her and saw the thin fog that drifted around the room. Her first thought was that the place was on fire, but she soon realized that this was nothing more than her usual lapse before falling victim to the narcoleptic sleep that dominated her life now. From out of the mist, Pussy Galore walked towards her. It was curious� how could she have gotten into the apartment� but Caprice had long since learned that Pussy was not the kind of girl to be kept in check by mere locks or obstacles of any kind. Pussy could always find her� but she could never seem to find Pussy. Pussy crawled onto the bed next to her and regarded her coolly�

Pussy Galore: What are you doing here� here with these people? Have you gone completely bonkers?

Caprice immediately became defensive�

Caprice: The nerve of you! You�re the one who let me wander out! I�m lucky that they found me and took me in! I think the better question is what in the bloody blue blazes are you doing here! Where were you? How could you let me wander off!

Pussy raised a questioning eyebrow behind her mask�

Pussy Galore: How quickly we forget� only a few short days ago you were standing on a balcony prepared to jump off and splatter yourself all over the streets of LA� now you�re laying in a warm cozy bed accusing me of wrong doing? Isn�t that just like the bloody pot calling the kettle black!

Caprice frowned as the memory came back to her. She had jumped� or so it seemed towards oblivion� but instead she found herself hundreds of miles away in some office with people she�s never met before. Caprice shook her head and sat up� she was speechless�

Pussy Galore: What�s the matter? Cat got your tongue? Let me help you out with the concept darling� what you did not only affect you� but it effects me too! How do you expect me to go on without you! Like it or not� you and I are joined at the hip! I�d die without you Caprice� I really mean that�

Caprice began to tear up at the thought that Pussy would actually be that affected by her departure from this difficult life. She turned to Pussy as a tear trailed down her cheek�

Caprice: I�m a burden to you� a terrible burden! You could enjoy your life more without me there� constantly pulling you away from what you love to do. Maybe you�d be better off if I were locked away someplace� someplace safe.

Pussy laid a hand on her shoulder�

Pussy Galore: That�s not true! I love you� I love to take care of you� if I could, I�d be constantly by your side� but then again you�d probably grow bored with me next.

Caprice laughed�

Caprice: Of course not� never.

Pussy smiled�

Pussy Galore: Good� then lets get out of this place! This place along with being this close to these people is making me ill!

Caprice got up and frowned�

Caprice: What are you talking about? These people took care of me� they didn�t have to do it� but they did! I owe them!

Pussy Galore snarled�

Pussy Galore: You owe them nothing! Besides!! Look what that crazy sl*t did to me last week!

Pussy pulled the eye of her mask up slightly revealing a bluish bruise and a lump on the side of her forehead. Caprice frowned as Pussy let the mask go and it popped back into place�

Pussy Galore: She tried to brain me! But that�s not the end of this thing� not by a long shot! She�ll get her payback and so will that little b*tch of hers! I have no intentions of being anyone�s goddamned punching bag! So whether or not you like it� your little savior and her retarded ass bloke of a boyfriend are going to go down for what they did to me!

Pussy tossed her head back and laughed out loud as Caprice looked to the door, afraid that Trace and Stephanie would wake up, but they didn�t�

Pussy Galore: Perhaps I should pay them a visit now? Get this thing started properly�

Pussy rolled off the bed and picked up a heavy lead candelabra as she knocked the candles off with her free hand�

Pussy Galore: Not quite a steel chair� but I imagine that this will do a great deal of damage to her head? What do you think?

Pussy started off towards the bedroom with the weapon in hand as Caprice bolted after her and grabbed her�

Caprice: Pussy! Stop!! This is madness!

Pussy turned to her with wide vacant eyes�

Pussy Galore: Madness? You want to see madness? You�ll see it!!! Oh yes you will!!! ONE DEAD B*TCH AT A TIME!!!

Pussy drew back as if to strike her and Caprice started to scream. She caught herself suddenly as she put a shaky hand to her mouth and looked at he candelabra in her other hand. Caprice shook her head as she scurried back to the guest room and closed the door. She hopped into the bed and pulled the sheets up over her head as she laid there shaking�

*** *** ***

Stephanie�s eyes opened as she looked to the door. She thought she had heard a noise but it had most likely been nothing more than the thought of there being a stranger in the apartment only a few feet away. Stephanie nuzzled in close to Trace as he slept soundly. She was uneasy about this Pussy Galore situation� and with all the crazy twists and turns her life had taken lately since meeting Trace VanReardon� she wondered what could possibly happen next. The scene faded�

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