Post by Nick Watson on Jan 31, 2010 18:36:41 GMT -4
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*Unkown Void*
The scene opens into darkness, there is no sound, and there is no sign of life. As the camera pans around to look through all of the darkness and finds that there is no end to how far it stretches. Just as the fans beging to wonder in confusion as to if they need a new television, a voice comes over the speakers, a voice that is deep, and sounds quite ominous.
The scene changes, as if someone had turned on a light switch in a dark room, but instead of a room the fans, and the camera find themselves outside of an abandoned church. To their surprise the sound of the church bell ringing snaps them out of a stupor as the camera pans up to look at the sky, a sky unlike anything that earth has ever seen. The sky is black, pitch black even, and every so often the night sky illuminates a purple color from the lightning bolts of a purple hue that crack the sky, but as it does illuminate images of carnage fill the sky in forms of shadows, but forms can be seen quite vividly. A man standing over a woman holding a knife covered in blood, a man strangling another man just to steal his wallet, and man killing another man with a gun are just a few images that fill the sky. The camera pans back down as if not wanting to show the fans the horrid sight any longer and as it does so the doors of the church blast off their hinges and fly into the sky landing only inches away from the camera. The voice fills the speakers again.
A figure walks passed the camera and begins to make his way towards the steps of the church, he does not turn to look at the camera, and because of the darkness he is barely visible. The wind begins to howl and dry leaves begin to fly up from the walk way that doesn't look like it has been maintained in years. The camera follows the figure until he reaches the arches of the door, the figure can be more clearly seen from up close, and as the camera focuses in, the figure's identity is clearly recognized. Pence Weatherlight stands with his back turned to the masses, pearing into the darkness inside of the church, he doesn't say anything for a while, but turns around to look at the camera. He opens his mouth and begins to speak to the camera.
Pence: I don't know where I am and I don't know how you got here, but it is nice to see that everyone is here with me. I'm a little confused right now, but I think it is best for your own safety that you stay out here in the church yard.
The lightning flashes and Pence looks to the sky and then speaks.
Pence: Never mind, you best come with me.
The voice fills the speakers again and clearly Pence can hear it too as he looks up to the sky and then all around him in confusion.
Pence: I hope I'm not the only one hearing this because this is getting really weird.
Pence goes into the church and the camera follows him, like a dog following his master, and as they go into the church the camera pans around to take in the surroundings. The church is dimly lit by candles and thus the camera can not see far, but it is evident even from the limited range that the inside of the church is in better repair then the outside. As Pence and the camera go deeper into the church the sound of children giggling fills the speakers and Pence's ears.
Pence: Okay, this is some freaky shit.
Voice: I did not mean to frighten you.
Pence and the camera turn around to see a man in a white robe holding a sort of wooden walking stick, the man has a wide grin on his face, and slowly walks passed the camera and Pence.
Old Man: We have been expecting you, Pence.
Pence: And who is we?
Old Man: In time you will get used to their cryptic messages...follow me, young one.
Pence doesn't argue and follows the old man who moves at a steady pace for a man of what must appears to be in his late 70's. As they near the end of the hallway that they had been walking in the man begins to speak again.
Old Man: I'm sorry that we invaded the darkest parts of your mind, it was the only way to contact you.
Pence: So we are in my mind, then how did the camera...
Old Man: The camera is simply a manifestation of your mind, the camera puts you at ease because of your profession, and as such we thought it would be best to record this message for the world to see.
Pence: So I could technically do anything I wanted? Since we are in my mind and everything.
Old Man: Not neccessarily, this place was not originally here. It is a manifestation of the Aeons.
Pence: Excuse me...but what in the blue hell is an Aeon?
Old Man: You will meet them soon enough.
Pence went quiet for a while as the Old Man neared an ancient oaken door, he looked back at Pence for only a second, and then opened the door. The door creaked open and when it was fully open revealed a magnificent chapel, the old man motioned for Pence to go inside, and he nodded his head as he stepped into the chapel.
Old Man: Now we can begin...
As if on cue the candles in the chapel grew extremely bright, almost to the intensity of light bulbs and as they did so, three golden crosses descended from the roof of the church. Pence kept his eyes on the crosses while the camera panned around to look at the weird phenomenon. As the crosses landed and a spotlight of sort shone down on the crosses, three figures engulfed in light descended from the roof as well. The Old Man leaned over and whispered into Pence's ear.
Old Man: What you are seeing are the Aeons...they have been waiting for years to talk to you.
Pence nodded his head and took a few steps forward, one of the figures held out its' hand to tell Pence to stop, and so he did. Pence didn't say anything and his eyes looked at the figures as the lights engulfing them faded. Standing before him were three beautiful women, they wore nothing, but that didn't make Pence uncomfortable, after all this was his mind. Not to say that he was a pervert of sorts, but things had already been so confusing that this did not make him at all uncomfortable.
Pence's eyes went wide as he turned to look at the old man, who had now changed entirely to a man in his twenties with golden hair, and two angel wings sitting on his back. Pence remembered Gabrielle, all too well in fact. Pence during the invasion of the FBI's HQ in Washington was nearly killed, but Gabrielle descended upon Pence, and gave him life with a warning. Pence could not fulfill his obligations, but as time went on he had thrown all his worries to the wind, but as of right now Pence regretted it.
Gabrielle: Don't be worried, Mr. Weatherlight. I am not here to take your life for not completeing your obligations. As far as you should be concerned you are square with God. I will leave you to talk to the Aeons.
And with that he was gone, leaving Pence alone with the three nude women, and his mind's camera. He gave the girls a weak smile and then began to speak.
Pence: So...um...hello?
Pence: I'm listening...
Pence sits down in one of the pues and listens closely to what the Aeons have to say.
Pence: Who is he? And what about this war? Is it Mr. Strange...if it is I will solve that problem!
Pence: I have no brother! Maybe you have the wrong guy, I'm an only child.
Pence: Listen, I have no brother. I am an only child...
Just then a seering pain crept into Pence's head and he fell off the pue and went to his knees. He clutched at his head and growled in pain as the Aeons dug through his memories and put together the information that had been laying dormant in Pence's mind for decades. Pence's eyes went wide as he looked at the Aeons who nodded their head.
Pence: Miccah...
Pence: How am I suppose to stop someone I have never seen before!?
Pence: So how do I stop him?
Pence shook his head and got back up on the pue. He massaged his temples, clearly still hurting from the searing pain that had ripped through his brain only moments ago, and then finally he stopped massaging his temples. He got up from the pue and began to walk away.
Pence: Alright, this all sounds too mystical for me. This could all be a freaking dream and none of it could be real.
Pence turned around to look at the Aeons and shook his head again before replying.
Pence: And lets say all of this shit is true...
Pence's mind begins to sear again, but this time it does not hurt, instead images of a lab with several scientist looking into test tubes comes clearly into his vision. One scientist points at one of the test tubes and mouth the words "This one is dividing!". Pence looks on confused as the image becomes blurry and then fades away fully. Pence is on one knee, he is clutching at his head, and growling in frustration. The Aeons have hovered over to him and Pence looks at them in awe, one of the ladies puts her hand on Pence's shoulders.
Pence nods his head, clearly getting the picture, and his mind races to what he had just seen. What was it all about? And what exactly had been splitting? Pence shook his head clearing his thoughts and bringing himself to the present once again.
Pence: So what can I do? I know I have to stop him, but I don't know where to begin.
Pence: I will take your word for that. But what happens if I fail?
Pence had never been a selfish man, but as of right now he wanted to call it quits. He wanted to go back to hunting Strange, adding another man to the lists was just going to complicate things, and as such Pence didn't want that to become an issue. But on the other hand, the world being plunged into darkness was something that Pence didn't want to happen either. He nodded his head solemnly, almost having no choice in the matter at all.
Pence: Alright, I will do it. So how the hell do I...
As if by some weird coincidence the world began to melt and fade away to nothingness. Pence looked at the Aeons in confusion, but they smiled at him.
Pence: And how the hell am I suppose to do that!?
Pence recieves an answer as one of the Aeons, a brunette, hovers down to Pence, and touches him on the forehead. For a second nothing happens and Pence is about to ask why the hell she did that and then he begins to feel dizzy and what remains of the church begins to spin around him. Pence staggers back and looks down at himself and is surprised to see that he is fading away. Pence shakes his head and then begins to yell at the Aeons, which comes out as a whisper.
Pence: What the hell have you done to me...
Pence wants to make a snide remark, but looks down to himself one more time, and notices that the fade is beginning to reach his neck. Pence glares at the Aeons as the fade consumes his chin and then his mouth and in the span of only a second, nothing of Pence Weatherlight remains. The scene continues to fade itself and as the scene goes to black the Aeons speak only once more.
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*Unknown Location*
White, it was all I could see from where I lay, and man was I confused! Had I been drugged, had that been what made those vivid hallucinations? I got up from where I had been laying and was taken back my surroundings, just where the hell was I now? I saw a hallway, a long one at that, with doors as far as the eyes could see, and as I began to walk the lengths of the halls I began to look at the doors to see if they had any identifying marks. Several doors had dates on them, others had a number too short to be an address, but just long enough to be a year, and as I began to grow fearful, I knew that none of what I had been through had been a hallucination. I had literally met the oracles of God and they had sent me here to learn of my past. But just where the hell was here? I had no idea as to what this place was, but something told me I was not going to like this place. I stopped in front of one of the hundreds of doors and turned to look at the door in front of me. Its numbers matched my birthday and for a second I thought about going through and even reached for the door knob, but I stopped myself. The memory of the cell dividing was still in my mind and as I looked at the door I felt like I didn't want to know what the hell was behind it.
Voice: Just open the door already.
I turned at the sound of the familiar voice and came face to face with Gabrielle. He was dresses in street clothes and looked almost human, save the huge angelic wings jutting out from the red sweater he was wearing. I frowned a bit and replied.
Pence: Why are you here? And where the hell am I?
Gabrielle: Thought you could use my help, Pence. Also this is the Hall of Time...a construct of God's that allows his angels to go to whatever place or time they wish. You have been allowed access so that you may better understand Miccah and your past.
Pence: Why am I so important? Can't anyone stop Miccah!
Gabrielle: You will learn in time, Pence, that you are the only one who can do it.
Pence: Honestly! Can't you angels just smite him and get it over with! I have my own problems to worry about!
Gabrielle sighed and that made me a tad bit angry, I thought that he was just stringing me along for this ride on the merry road of time, but then he spoke.
Gabrielle: It is against the rules of angels to interfere too much with mankind, we usually only whisper into mankind's ear and give him direction. However...
Pence: I understand. So you need me to do what you can't?
Gabrielle: That's the basic jist of things, yes. If the angels had their way...well Miccah would be six feet under and bathing in a lake of fire right now.
Pence: Pretty harsh.
Gabrielle: Once you remember everything...you will understand why.
Pence: I don't know if I will ever understand, but I guess I can attempt to...so if I open this door...
Gabrielle: Your mind will flash back to that time and you will see everything of that specific day in time. If you were an angel you would be able to communicate to others, but since you are only a human...
Pence: Then all I can do is observe.
Gabrielle: Exactly.
I walked over to the door and paused for a second, taking a big gulp of air, I opened the door, and found myself consumed by a bliding white light. For a second nothing happened, but then I felt the familiar sense of dizziness, and the hall began to spin around me once more. I closed my eyes and let it take me instead of fighting this time and I felt a sort of joyous feeling at being turned into nothing again. The scene fades to black with Pence completely dissapearing and Gabrielle smiling and walking away.
*Scene Fades to Black*
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*Flash Back*
I had been made for a purpose, even if my tiny baby mind could not understand it, I knew that I was not natural, and as I lay in my crib, looking up at the spinning animals attached to some spinning gizmo that I had not learned about yet, I tried my best to wrap my mind around things. I knew that unlike other babies, I did not cry, I remained silent, and ever intent on viewing my world with a watchful eye of curiosity, my silence ensured a perfect viewing of the world around me. I heard sounds outside my crib and my eyes turned to look through the cracks of my crib to see that none other than Ray Owens had entered my room, he was my creator, and the lead scientist in this little project of his. He sat down in a chair next to me and stared at me, for a second our eyes met, and from just that one glance I knew that Dr. Owens was a caring man. I smiled and he laughed, he picked me up from the cradle ever so softly, making sure not to do anything wrong to upset me or make me angry. He cradled me in his arms and began to whistle a tune, I continued to smile because the tune was beautiful, most likely Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, at least that's what my mind told me. He spoke to me softly and I listened intently, I was such a weird baby.
Dr. Owens: How is my little boy doing...my, my...aren't you the sweetest little genetic anomalie that I have ever seen.
I had no idea what he meant, but then again I was a baby.
Dr. Owens: Your brother is quite the bit louder than you are...most likely both of you received equal shares of the genetic sequence we used to make you...Oh! Look at me boring you with science.
I gurgled in response, I had no way of telling him my interests, and that was the best I could do for the man. He laughed a bit and then put his finger near me. I grasped it with both of my hands, my eyes watching him closely.
Dr. Owens: You are quite the strong lad aren't you? You got a bright future ahead of you, #1, and I hope that you will grow up to be a smart and powerful young man one day.
I am #1, it was my code...there are eleven others, all of which were made from specific genetic sequences...we were hyper humans, the next step in human evolution. It popped into my brain as though it were programmed in, but most likely it truly was, and as a baby stuff like that really didn't bother me at all. But I was different than even them, at least my mind told me that, it was because I had been technically split in two at an early stage of development which created my brother, this in turn made two number ones. Once again that popped into my head. I heard the door open again and a female voice filled my ears, the sound of this woman's voice made me smile.
Woman's Voice: So that is the anomalie? He is so cute.
Dr. Owens: That he is Megan, that he is. And for some odd reason or another he is quiet... he isn't crying like the rest. Maybe he is defective.
I knew Megan Owens, the wife of the doctor, she was a smart woman, and came with her husband to work every day. She was supposed to be the guardian of all the hyper human children and that was fine by me, I liked her already.
Megan: That can't be true, he is not defective...maybe he is just curious.
Dr. Owens: That is a possibility, Megan. I just want to do some tests to make sure. It is not every day you have a genetic creation of this magnitude in front of you after all.
Megan: He is just a baby! I would never forgive you, Ray if you did something bad to him.
Dr. Owens: I'm just kidding sweet heart...I would never hurt him.
Megan looked at me and I looked at her, she had such beautiful green eyes, and an even prettier face...if I had been older I would have loved for her to hold my hand, but right now I was more than content to just look at her beautiful face.
Megan: Can I hold him?
Dr. Owens: Sure, just be careful with him.
Megan: I will.
She picked me up out of the crib gingerly, not wanting to make too fast of a movement to upset me, and I just went along for the ride, remaining quiet the whole time. She held me close to her as she finally got me in a good enough position to hold, and hummed a lullaby into my ear. I began to fall asleep, not much I could do to resist her beautiful humming, and I began to drift away until someone abruptly entered the room.
Man's Voice: Dr. Owens!
I began to cry, the sudden abrupt noise, and the roughness in the man's voice upset me for no apparent reason. Dr. Owens and Megan looked at the new comer with disdane.
Dr. Owens: What is is now Chris, can't you see we are examining number one?
Chris: Yes, I can see that, but the other number one is trying to climb out of his cradle.
Megan: One is adventorous and the other is curious...they will be perfect friends!
Dr. Owens: Alright, Chris. Just let me say good bye to number one, please?
Chris: Alright, but make it quick. I don't know how much longer we have till he escapes his little pin.
Chris walked out the door and to me, something about him made me quite a bit upset, but none the less I wasn't too concerned.
Dr. Owens: That is Chris Hunt, he is in charge of security. He is here to protect you and the others....honey if you could take care of him.
Megan: You go take care of the other young one, Ray. I will make sure he is taken care of.
Dr. Owens: Thank you.
He kissed he on the forehead and exited the way that Chris Hunt had exited. That left me and Megan alone, she smiled at me, and then kissed me on the forehead.
Megan: Don't worry, we will give you a name soon enough, and I think I have the perfect one for you too...
It was then that the scene was engulfed by light and I felt the familiar feeling of fading, and once again I let it take me as I had before and I was consumed by it. The scene fades to black with Megan talking to the young baby and the last part of her sentence is visibly heard over the speakers.
Megan: Pence, I think that is a good name, and it is not a common one. What do you think?
The baby gurgles in response as the scene closes.
*Scene Fades to Black*
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*Hall of Time*
I was back, at least I felt like I was back, and after looking down at myself, I concluded I was. A smile spread across my face as I turned to look at Gabrielle who was gleaming with a wide smile, but my smile faded as I remembered how I had been born. I began to speak to Gabrielle in a silent tone.
Pence: So that is how I was born and given my name.
Gabrielle gave me a questioning look and then replied.
Gabrielle: Do not be upset, Pence. Just because you were made from the genes of famous men doesn't mean that you are any less important than a normal human being. God views all his children as equals and you are one of his favorite sons.
Pence: Sorry if I am not feeling any solace in your words, Gabe...
Gabrielle: Don't worry, you will feel better once you get your memories back.
I nodded my head and picked a door.
Pence: I guess there is only one way to find out if you are right.
And that was when I opened the door and let myself be sucked up into the light. The scene fades to white as the light consumes everything in sight.
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*Pence Weatherlight's Hotel Room, Present Day*
The scene opens up in Pence Weatherlight's hotel room, where he is seen sitting on his bed with a smile on his face. He doesn't say anything for a bit and then begins to speak.
Pence: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the end of the promotion for the evening and I hope it was very much to your liking. Tonight I have a real treat for you folks in the form of a verbal beating of Victor Hades, the number one contendor for the Overdrive Championship, who has recently been in a sort of legal war with Jesse Nunez...you know the guy who flew the coop and went over to KCW instead of staying in the APW, but oh well...that is not important. What is important is that you all know that I am not going to lose, oh hell no! I am going to be the Overdrive Champion for a very long time folks and I can't wait to entertain you with everything that I have to offer to this division! You know like...real fucking talent! I am probably the best champion to hold this belt as of late and I am happy that is most likely true. But I am getting ahead of myself, so let us go ahead, and move ahead to what you guys really wanted to see...the rant against Victor Hades!
Pence pauses for a moment and composes himself before continuing on.
Pence: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the end of the road for Victor Hades. I don't have much to say about the man who has cost me win after win over the past few months, but I do have one thing to say...it is over, you are over, and your dreams are crushed. I never knew you well enough to understand who you are or what you are, but it doesn't matter when a dick like you is involved. You have ruined everything for me, be it my chance at being the over all champion of champions here on Overdrive, to me going undefeated here into New Year's Retribution. You have costed me and I am going to pay you back for it ten-fold in this match tonight...and that is a promise.
These fans deserve me as their champion, not some gothic weirdo who is supposedly in league with demons, and writes a journal about his insanity. I am the better man and have always been the better man, the fans love me, and Level One fears me...even if he won't admit he did it, I would not be surprised if you were hired by him to ensure that he would not be defeated by me. But don't you worry, he will get his just deserts in due time, but as for you...you should be concerned for your health. I will break you Victor and I will retain, it is as inevitable as the sun rising tomorrow morning, and as inevitable as Level One bragging about a victory over that chump Slade Craven. I am the face of APW and as such I am their ultimate weapon, I am the only man who attempted to save Hurricane Jeff, and I will bring him back to APW because I am a man who made a promise to do just that.
In that same league of promises, I promise that the fans will not have to deal with me losing tonight, because that is just not going to happen, and I endorse you to try and make me eat my promise you fucked up goth bastard. I have fought stronger opponents and I have beat them even when they said they were going to tromp me, even when they promised that they would one up me, and even when they swore on their lives they would crush me. And you will be the same, you are just another guy who is going to end up being crushed under the boot of Mr. Main Event, in front of millions of chanting fans, and even Jeff himself will be there to watch your fall. I am going to enjoy this, you just don't know how much...I've been waiting for the opportunity to crush you in singles again, waiting, and waiting to beat you into submission until finally you no longer want anything to do with me. And that is going to happen tonight. So get ready because after I'm done with you...people will think you are a walking corpse.
I am telling you that if you have one brain cell in that fucking skull of yours that you will avoid this match like the plague, but I know better than to believe that you will run away. That is why I am so excited. It has been a while since I have morbidly destroyed some one, I think it has been nearly a year since I destroyed Jason Royce in very much the same way I am going to destroy you. I will very much enjoy putting Mr. Angry Pants the second out of comission to retain the best championship in this business in the Overdrive Championship. So get ready Hades, because tonight as you begin to understand the errors in your judgement, and all of those past things you have done come very much back to bite you in the ass...I want you to remember this moment. The moment that the Reaper decided to unchain your very soul from that rancid thing you call a body and utterly destroy you! This is Mr. Main Event, Pence Weatherlight, saying good night for now, and I hope to see you all at the New Year's Retribution!
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*Scene Bursts to Static*
Segment 1: I am Truly Not Alone!?
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The scene opens into darkness, there is no sound, and there is no sign of life. As the camera pans around to look through all of the darkness and finds that there is no end to how far it stretches. Just as the fans beging to wonder in confusion as to if they need a new television, a voice comes over the speakers, a voice that is deep, and sounds quite ominous.
You and him are linked...
The scene changes, as if someone had turned on a light switch in a dark room, but instead of a room the fans, and the camera find themselves outside of an abandoned church. To their surprise the sound of the church bell ringing snaps them out of a stupor as the camera pans up to look at the sky, a sky unlike anything that earth has ever seen. The sky is black, pitch black even, and every so often the night sky illuminates a purple color from the lightning bolts of a purple hue that crack the sky, but as it does illuminate images of carnage fill the sky in forms of shadows, but forms can be seen quite vividly. A man standing over a woman holding a knife covered in blood, a man strangling another man just to steal his wallet, and man killing another man with a gun are just a few images that fill the sky. The camera pans back down as if not wanting to show the fans the horrid sight any longer and as it does so the doors of the church blast off their hinges and fly into the sky landing only inches away from the camera. The voice fills the speakers again.
You are God's gift to man, but as such you must fight the corruption within all mankind...it is your destiny...
[/center]A figure walks passed the camera and begins to make his way towards the steps of the church, he does not turn to look at the camera, and because of the darkness he is barely visible. The wind begins to howl and dry leaves begin to fly up from the walk way that doesn't look like it has been maintained in years. The camera follows the figure until he reaches the arches of the door, the figure can be more clearly seen from up close, and as the camera focuses in, the figure's identity is clearly recognized. Pence Weatherlight stands with his back turned to the masses, pearing into the darkness inside of the church, he doesn't say anything for a while, but turns around to look at the camera. He opens his mouth and begins to speak to the camera.
Pence: I don't know where I am and I don't know how you got here, but it is nice to see that everyone is here with me. I'm a little confused right now, but I think it is best for your own safety that you stay out here in the church yard.
The lightning flashes and Pence looks to the sky and then speaks.
Pence: Never mind, you best come with me.
The voice fills the speakers again and clearly Pence can hear it too as he looks up to the sky and then all around him in confusion.
As you walk through the valley of the shadow of death...you will fear no evil, Reaper...
Pence: I hope I'm not the only one hearing this because this is getting really weird.
Pence goes into the church and the camera follows him, like a dog following his master, and as they go into the church the camera pans around to take in the surroundings. The church is dimly lit by candles and thus the camera can not see far, but it is evident even from the limited range that the inside of the church is in better repair then the outside. As Pence and the camera go deeper into the church the sound of children giggling fills the speakers and Pence's ears.
Pence: Okay, this is some freaky shit.
Voice: I did not mean to frighten you.
Pence and the camera turn around to see a man in a white robe holding a sort of wooden walking stick, the man has a wide grin on his face, and slowly walks passed the camera and Pence.
Old Man: We have been expecting you, Pence.
Pence: And who is we?
We who guide mankind into a brighter future...we who inspire those of the faith to lead others into the brighter future on our behalf...
Old Man: In time you will get used to their cryptic messages...follow me, young one.
Pence doesn't argue and follows the old man who moves at a steady pace for a man of what must appears to be in his late 70's. As they near the end of the hallway that they had been walking in the man begins to speak again.
Old Man: I'm sorry that we invaded the darkest parts of your mind, it was the only way to contact you.
Pence: So we are in my mind, then how did the camera...
Old Man: The camera is simply a manifestation of your mind, the camera puts you at ease because of your profession, and as such we thought it would be best to record this message for the world to see.
Pence: So I could technically do anything I wanted? Since we are in my mind and everything.
Old Man: Not neccessarily, this place was not originally here. It is a manifestation of the Aeons.
Pence: Excuse me...but what in the blue hell is an Aeon?
Old Man: You will meet them soon enough.
Pence went quiet for a while as the Old Man neared an ancient oaken door, he looked back at Pence for only a second, and then opened the door. The door creaked open and when it was fully open revealed a magnificent chapel, the old man motioned for Pence to go inside, and he nodded his head as he stepped into the chapel.
Old Man: Now we can begin...
As if on cue the candles in the chapel grew extremely bright, almost to the intensity of light bulbs and as they did so, three golden crosses descended from the roof of the church. Pence kept his eyes on the crosses while the camera panned around to look at the weird phenomenon. As the crosses landed and a spotlight of sort shone down on the crosses, three figures engulfed in light descended from the roof as well. The Old Man leaned over and whispered into Pence's ear.
Old Man: What you are seeing are the Aeons...they have been waiting for years to talk to you.
Pence nodded his head and took a few steps forward, one of the figures held out its' hand to tell Pence to stop, and so he did. Pence didn't say anything and his eyes looked at the figures as the lights engulfing them faded. Standing before him were three beautiful women, they wore nothing, but that didn't make Pence uncomfortable, after all this was his mind. Not to say that he was a pervert of sorts, but things had already been so confusing that this did not make him at all uncomfortable.
You have brought him before us Gabrielle and for that we thank you.
[/center]Pence's eyes went wide as he turned to look at the old man, who had now changed entirely to a man in his twenties with golden hair, and two angel wings sitting on his back. Pence remembered Gabrielle, all too well in fact. Pence during the invasion of the FBI's HQ in Washington was nearly killed, but Gabrielle descended upon Pence, and gave him life with a warning. Pence could not fulfill his obligations, but as time went on he had thrown all his worries to the wind, but as of right now Pence regretted it.
Gabrielle: Don't be worried, Mr. Weatherlight. I am not here to take your life for not completeing your obligations. As far as you should be concerned you are square with God. I will leave you to talk to the Aeons.
And with that he was gone, leaving Pence alone with the three nude women, and his mind's camera. He gave the girls a weak smile and then began to speak.
Pence: So...um...hello?
Welcome Pence....we are the Aeons and we serve God as his oracles and his heralds. We bring you great tidings of a coming darkness...a darkness that must be stopped before it can overflow.
[/center]Pence: I'm listening...
Pence sits down in one of the pues and listens closely to what the Aeons have to say.
Pence, a war is coming...a war that will engulf the entire planet, but there is still hope...you can stop it, but he will stand in your way.
[/center]Pence: Who is he? And what about this war? Is it Mr. Strange...if it is I will solve that problem!
No, it is your brother who you must fear the most.
[/center]Pence: I have no brother! Maybe you have the wrong guy, I'm an only child.
You have much to learn if that is what you believe, Pence. You are not the only Weatherlight alive, there lives another who is angry at this world and looking for vengance...you must stop him at all costs!
[/center]Pence: Listen, I have no brother. I am an only child...
Just then a seering pain crept into Pence's head and he fell off the pue and went to his knees. He clutched at his head and growled in pain as the Aeons dug through his memories and put together the information that had been laying dormant in Pence's mind for decades. Pence's eyes went wide as he looked at the Aeons who nodded their head.
Pence: Miccah...
Indeed, Pence. He is the one who will bring the war to its' greatest climax and he must be stopped!
Pence: How am I suppose to stop someone I have never seen before!?
You two are linked, Pence...you can feel each other. Because you are twins.
[/center]Pence: So how do I stop him?
Our vision is clouded, we are unable to tell you how you are suppose to stop him, but we know that you will...
[/center]Pence shook his head and got back up on the pue. He massaged his temples, clearly still hurting from the searing pain that had ripped through his brain only moments ago, and then finally he stopped massaging his temples. He got up from the pue and began to walk away.
Pence: Alright, this all sounds too mystical for me. This could all be a freaking dream and none of it could be real.
We understand your confusion, but it is all real. Every last bit of information that we have given you is no figment of your imagination, it is all true.
[/center]Pence turned around to look at the Aeons and shook his head again before replying.
Pence: And lets say all of this shit is true...
It is true Pence, everything that we have said...every little bit of information that we have granted you...it is all true.
[/center]Pence's mind begins to sear again, but this time it does not hurt, instead images of a lab with several scientist looking into test tubes comes clearly into his vision. One scientist points at one of the test tubes and mouth the words "This one is dividing!". Pence looks on confused as the image becomes blurry and then fades away fully. Pence is on one knee, he is clutching at his head, and growling in frustration. The Aeons have hovered over to him and Pence looks at them in awe, one of the ladies puts her hand on Pence's shoulders.
Over time your memories will return and with them you will learn of your past...all is not as it seems.
[/center]Pence nods his head, clearly getting the picture, and his mind races to what he had just seen. What was it all about? And what exactly had been splitting? Pence shook his head clearing his thoughts and bringing himself to the present once again.
Pence: So what can I do? I know I have to stop him, but I don't know where to begin.
You and him are linked Pence. You can find him before this gets worse.
[/center]Pence: I will take your word for that. But what happens if I fail?
Then the world will be plunged into darkness and all of mankind will cease to exist.
[/center]Pence had never been a selfish man, but as of right now he wanted to call it quits. He wanted to go back to hunting Strange, adding another man to the lists was just going to complicate things, and as such Pence didn't want that to become an issue. But on the other hand, the world being plunged into darkness was something that Pence didn't want to happen either. He nodded his head solemnly, almost having no choice in the matter at all.
Pence: Alright, I will do it. So how the hell do I...
As if by some weird coincidence the world began to melt and fade away to nothingness. Pence looked at the Aeons in confusion, but they smiled at him.
It is not yet time for you to leave...You must journey with in yourself to find the answers to your dilemmas, only then will you be prepared to fight Miccah...
[/center]Pence: And how the hell am I suppose to do that!?
Pence recieves an answer as one of the Aeons, a brunette, hovers down to Pence, and touches him on the forehead. For a second nothing happens and Pence is about to ask why the hell she did that and then he begins to feel dizzy and what remains of the church begins to spin around him. Pence staggers back and looks down at himself and is surprised to see that he is fading away. Pence shakes his head and then begins to yell at the Aeons, which comes out as a whisper.
Pence: What the hell have you done to me...
We are helping you reach the place you need to go...to begin your search in the anales of your history. But be warned, some things that you will see will change you forever!
[/center]Pence wants to make a snide remark, but looks down to himself one more time, and notices that the fade is beginning to reach his neck. Pence glares at the Aeons as the fade consumes his chin and then his mouth and in the span of only a second, nothing of Pence Weatherlight remains. The scene continues to fade itself and as the scene goes to black the Aeons speak only once more.
Now he will learn of the events that lead to the loss of his real memories...
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Segment 2: Walking Through The Halls of Time.
[/center]===================================================================*Unknown Location*
White, it was all I could see from where I lay, and man was I confused! Had I been drugged, had that been what made those vivid hallucinations? I got up from where I had been laying and was taken back my surroundings, just where the hell was I now? I saw a hallway, a long one at that, with doors as far as the eyes could see, and as I began to walk the lengths of the halls I began to look at the doors to see if they had any identifying marks. Several doors had dates on them, others had a number too short to be an address, but just long enough to be a year, and as I began to grow fearful, I knew that none of what I had been through had been a hallucination. I had literally met the oracles of God and they had sent me here to learn of my past. But just where the hell was here? I had no idea as to what this place was, but something told me I was not going to like this place. I stopped in front of one of the hundreds of doors and turned to look at the door in front of me. Its numbers matched my birthday and for a second I thought about going through and even reached for the door knob, but I stopped myself. The memory of the cell dividing was still in my mind and as I looked at the door I felt like I didn't want to know what the hell was behind it.
Voice: Just open the door already.
I turned at the sound of the familiar voice and came face to face with Gabrielle. He was dresses in street clothes and looked almost human, save the huge angelic wings jutting out from the red sweater he was wearing. I frowned a bit and replied.
Pence: Why are you here? And where the hell am I?
Gabrielle: Thought you could use my help, Pence. Also this is the Hall of Time...a construct of God's that allows his angels to go to whatever place or time they wish. You have been allowed access so that you may better understand Miccah and your past.
Pence: Why am I so important? Can't anyone stop Miccah!
Gabrielle: You will learn in time, Pence, that you are the only one who can do it.
Pence: Honestly! Can't you angels just smite him and get it over with! I have my own problems to worry about!
Gabrielle sighed and that made me a tad bit angry, I thought that he was just stringing me along for this ride on the merry road of time, but then he spoke.
Gabrielle: It is against the rules of angels to interfere too much with mankind, we usually only whisper into mankind's ear and give him direction. However...
Pence: I understand. So you need me to do what you can't?
Gabrielle: That's the basic jist of things, yes. If the angels had their way...well Miccah would be six feet under and bathing in a lake of fire right now.
Pence: Pretty harsh.
Gabrielle: Once you remember everything...you will understand why.
Pence: I don't know if I will ever understand, but I guess I can attempt to...so if I open this door...
Gabrielle: Your mind will flash back to that time and you will see everything of that specific day in time. If you were an angel you would be able to communicate to others, but since you are only a human...
Pence: Then all I can do is observe.
Gabrielle: Exactly.
I walked over to the door and paused for a second, taking a big gulp of air, I opened the door, and found myself consumed by a bliding white light. For a second nothing happened, but then I felt the familiar sense of dizziness, and the hall began to spin around me once more. I closed my eyes and let it take me instead of fighting this time and I felt a sort of joyous feeling at being turned into nothing again. The scene fades to black with Pence completely dissapearing and Gabrielle smiling and walking away.
*Scene Fades to Black*
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Segment 3: A Flash Back Pt: 1
[/center]===================================================================*Flash Back*
I had been made for a purpose, even if my tiny baby mind could not understand it, I knew that I was not natural, and as I lay in my crib, looking up at the spinning animals attached to some spinning gizmo that I had not learned about yet, I tried my best to wrap my mind around things. I knew that unlike other babies, I did not cry, I remained silent, and ever intent on viewing my world with a watchful eye of curiosity, my silence ensured a perfect viewing of the world around me. I heard sounds outside my crib and my eyes turned to look through the cracks of my crib to see that none other than Ray Owens had entered my room, he was my creator, and the lead scientist in this little project of his. He sat down in a chair next to me and stared at me, for a second our eyes met, and from just that one glance I knew that Dr. Owens was a caring man. I smiled and he laughed, he picked me up from the cradle ever so softly, making sure not to do anything wrong to upset me or make me angry. He cradled me in his arms and began to whistle a tune, I continued to smile because the tune was beautiful, most likely Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, at least that's what my mind told me. He spoke to me softly and I listened intently, I was such a weird baby.
Dr. Owens: How is my little boy doing...my, my...aren't you the sweetest little genetic anomalie that I have ever seen.
I had no idea what he meant, but then again I was a baby.
Dr. Owens: Your brother is quite the bit louder than you are...most likely both of you received equal shares of the genetic sequence we used to make you...Oh! Look at me boring you with science.
I gurgled in response, I had no way of telling him my interests, and that was the best I could do for the man. He laughed a bit and then put his finger near me. I grasped it with both of my hands, my eyes watching him closely.
Dr. Owens: You are quite the strong lad aren't you? You got a bright future ahead of you, #1, and I hope that you will grow up to be a smart and powerful young man one day.
I am #1, it was my code...there are eleven others, all of which were made from specific genetic sequences...we were hyper humans, the next step in human evolution. It popped into my brain as though it were programmed in, but most likely it truly was, and as a baby stuff like that really didn't bother me at all. But I was different than even them, at least my mind told me that, it was because I had been technically split in two at an early stage of development which created my brother, this in turn made two number ones. Once again that popped into my head. I heard the door open again and a female voice filled my ears, the sound of this woman's voice made me smile.
Woman's Voice: So that is the anomalie? He is so cute.
Dr. Owens: That he is Megan, that he is. And for some odd reason or another he is quiet... he isn't crying like the rest. Maybe he is defective.
I knew Megan Owens, the wife of the doctor, she was a smart woman, and came with her husband to work every day. She was supposed to be the guardian of all the hyper human children and that was fine by me, I liked her already.
Megan: That can't be true, he is not defective...maybe he is just curious.
Dr. Owens: That is a possibility, Megan. I just want to do some tests to make sure. It is not every day you have a genetic creation of this magnitude in front of you after all.
Megan: He is just a baby! I would never forgive you, Ray if you did something bad to him.
Dr. Owens: I'm just kidding sweet heart...I would never hurt him.
Megan looked at me and I looked at her, she had such beautiful green eyes, and an even prettier face...if I had been older I would have loved for her to hold my hand, but right now I was more than content to just look at her beautiful face.
Megan: Can I hold him?
Dr. Owens: Sure, just be careful with him.
Megan: I will.
She picked me up out of the crib gingerly, not wanting to make too fast of a movement to upset me, and I just went along for the ride, remaining quiet the whole time. She held me close to her as she finally got me in a good enough position to hold, and hummed a lullaby into my ear. I began to fall asleep, not much I could do to resist her beautiful humming, and I began to drift away until someone abruptly entered the room.
Man's Voice: Dr. Owens!
I began to cry, the sudden abrupt noise, and the roughness in the man's voice upset me for no apparent reason. Dr. Owens and Megan looked at the new comer with disdane.
Dr. Owens: What is is now Chris, can't you see we are examining number one?
Chris: Yes, I can see that, but the other number one is trying to climb out of his cradle.
Megan: One is adventorous and the other is curious...they will be perfect friends!
Dr. Owens: Alright, Chris. Just let me say good bye to number one, please?
Chris: Alright, but make it quick. I don't know how much longer we have till he escapes his little pin.
Chris walked out the door and to me, something about him made me quite a bit upset, but none the less I wasn't too concerned.
Dr. Owens: That is Chris Hunt, he is in charge of security. He is here to protect you and the others....honey if you could take care of him.
Megan: You go take care of the other young one, Ray. I will make sure he is taken care of.
Dr. Owens: Thank you.
He kissed he on the forehead and exited the way that Chris Hunt had exited. That left me and Megan alone, she smiled at me, and then kissed me on the forehead.
Megan: Don't worry, we will give you a name soon enough, and I think I have the perfect one for you too...
It was then that the scene was engulfed by light and I felt the familiar feeling of fading, and once again I let it take me as I had before and I was consumed by it. The scene fades to black with Megan talking to the young baby and the last part of her sentence is visibly heard over the speakers.
Megan: Pence, I think that is a good name, and it is not a common one. What do you think?
The baby gurgles in response as the scene closes.
*Scene Fades to Black*
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Segment 4: In The Hall Again!
[/center]===================================================================*Hall of Time*
I was back, at least I felt like I was back, and after looking down at myself, I concluded I was. A smile spread across my face as I turned to look at Gabrielle who was gleaming with a wide smile, but my smile faded as I remembered how I had been born. I began to speak to Gabrielle in a silent tone.
Pence: So that is how I was born and given my name.
Gabrielle gave me a questioning look and then replied.
Gabrielle: Do not be upset, Pence. Just because you were made from the genes of famous men doesn't mean that you are any less important than a normal human being. God views all his children as equals and you are one of his favorite sons.
Pence: Sorry if I am not feeling any solace in your words, Gabe...
Gabrielle: Don't worry, you will feel better once you get your memories back.
I nodded my head and picked a door.
Pence: I guess there is only one way to find out if you are right.
And that was when I opened the door and let myself be sucked up into the light. The scene fades to white as the light consumes everything in sight.
*Scene Fades to White*
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Segment 5: Victor is Done...
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*Pence Weatherlight's Hotel Room, Present Day*
The scene opens up in Pence Weatherlight's hotel room, where he is seen sitting on his bed with a smile on his face. He doesn't say anything for a bit and then begins to speak.
Pence: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the end of the promotion for the evening and I hope it was very much to your liking. Tonight I have a real treat for you folks in the form of a verbal beating of Victor Hades, the number one contendor for the Overdrive Championship, who has recently been in a sort of legal war with Jesse Nunez...you know the guy who flew the coop and went over to KCW instead of staying in the APW, but oh well...that is not important. What is important is that you all know that I am not going to lose, oh hell no! I am going to be the Overdrive Champion for a very long time folks and I can't wait to entertain you with everything that I have to offer to this division! You know like...real fucking talent! I am probably the best champion to hold this belt as of late and I am happy that is most likely true. But I am getting ahead of myself, so let us go ahead, and move ahead to what you guys really wanted to see...the rant against Victor Hades!
Pence pauses for a moment and composes himself before continuing on.
Pence: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the end of the road for Victor Hades. I don't have much to say about the man who has cost me win after win over the past few months, but I do have one thing to say...it is over, you are over, and your dreams are crushed. I never knew you well enough to understand who you are or what you are, but it doesn't matter when a dick like you is involved. You have ruined everything for me, be it my chance at being the over all champion of champions here on Overdrive, to me going undefeated here into New Year's Retribution. You have costed me and I am going to pay you back for it ten-fold in this match tonight...and that is a promise.
These fans deserve me as their champion, not some gothic weirdo who is supposedly in league with demons, and writes a journal about his insanity. I am the better man and have always been the better man, the fans love me, and Level One fears me...even if he won't admit he did it, I would not be surprised if you were hired by him to ensure that he would not be defeated by me. But don't you worry, he will get his just deserts in due time, but as for you...you should be concerned for your health. I will break you Victor and I will retain, it is as inevitable as the sun rising tomorrow morning, and as inevitable as Level One bragging about a victory over that chump Slade Craven. I am the face of APW and as such I am their ultimate weapon, I am the only man who attempted to save Hurricane Jeff, and I will bring him back to APW because I am a man who made a promise to do just that.
In that same league of promises, I promise that the fans will not have to deal with me losing tonight, because that is just not going to happen, and I endorse you to try and make me eat my promise you fucked up goth bastard. I have fought stronger opponents and I have beat them even when they said they were going to tromp me, even when they promised that they would one up me, and even when they swore on their lives they would crush me. And you will be the same, you are just another guy who is going to end up being crushed under the boot of Mr. Main Event, in front of millions of chanting fans, and even Jeff himself will be there to watch your fall. I am going to enjoy this, you just don't know how much...I've been waiting for the opportunity to crush you in singles again, waiting, and waiting to beat you into submission until finally you no longer want anything to do with me. And that is going to happen tonight. So get ready because after I'm done with you...people will think you are a walking corpse.
I am telling you that if you have one brain cell in that fucking skull of yours that you will avoid this match like the plague, but I know better than to believe that you will run away. That is why I am so excited. It has been a while since I have morbidly destroyed some one, I think it has been nearly a year since I destroyed Jason Royce in very much the same way I am going to destroy you. I will very much enjoy putting Mr. Angry Pants the second out of comission to retain the best championship in this business in the Overdrive Championship. So get ready Hades, because tonight as you begin to understand the errors in your judgement, and all of those past things you have done come very much back to bite you in the ass...I want you to remember this moment. The moment that the Reaper decided to unchain your very soul from that rancid thing you call a body and utterly destroy you! This is Mr. Main Event, Pence Weatherlight, saying good night for now, and I hope to see you all at the New Year's Retribution!
The scene bursts to static as Pence gives the peace sign to the camera.[/b]
*Scene Bursts to Static*
