Battle Royal for Riot (All Post Here)

[AJ Riot]

Just wanted to put a place for it all to go...but ...My role play will be posted later for it

[pain]

Word got passed down through the grapevine that Riot's contract is up for grabs and instantly Mistress knew what she had to do, she'd wanted AJ all to herself for a while now, but he always kept her at arm's length and though it frustrated her, she knew that her time would come and this looks like the moment. Her clever mind as been working overtime, trying to figure out ways to win him and so far, from what she's heard no one else has taken the shot so hopefully she won't have much competition.

After making her call to ensure a possible new charge, she had to focus herself on Riot. She knew how vulnerable he's been and now he's been taken away thanks to that restraining order and worse, she couldn't save him like she promised. How he trusted her and she'd let him down, that was something that broke her heart. So now she would have to redeem herself in his eyes and make good on another promise she had made..that no matter how much trouble it got her in, she'd do whatever she could to keep him safe.

She took a deep breath as she made her way to the entrance of the stage as her music hit, she prepared herself for what she was about to do. "Dirrty" hits as Mistress does her normal entrance and then calls for a mic as she stands in the center of the ring. Candi Rain surrenders her mic as Mistress' music fades. She pursues her lips for a moment then begins.

Mistress Pain-"I want to start by saying to Riot, how sorry I am that I went back on my promise to you. I told you that I'd let nothing happen to you, but I let you down, I saw you get carted away and they wouldn't let me anywhere near you. Though my fight would have been futile at least you would have known that I put in the effort."

Her words seem so full of angst as she really feels as though she has done a wrong by Riot.

Mistress Pain-"So that's why I have decided to put myself in contension for Riot's contract. I don't care what I have to go through or who I have to face, I just want Riot to be with someone he trusts or at least did..."

She really is worried about how he sees her and having his contract would as close as she'd ever get to having him.

Mistress Pain-"Jackson, Queen Sophie...who ever is signing competitors to this one..count me in!"

She hands the mic back to Candi as "Dirrty" begins to play again while Mistress takes her leave of the ring and eventually vanishes backstage.

[pleasure]

There was a moment of silence after Mistress exited though the fans were at a low hum the place explodes when "Pet" assaults the speakers and the ever sexy, Josie Pleasure makes her way to the ring.

Madison Hatred-"I knew that she would get involved, go Josie!"

Justin Fine-"Of course because where there is Riot, there's Max and me with a video camera."

Madison Hatred-"You have a sickness, Justin.."

Justin Fine-"It's called being way too good looking, I should be illegal."

Ace Daniels- *sigh*"Can we listen to what Josie has to say?"

Josie now with a mic as hops up on a nearby turnbuckle staring out at the sea of fans that are cheering and chanting her name. She holds up her hand to silence them as they sit on the edge of their seats awaiting her words.

"I know most of you are not surprised to see me out here, but I wasn't exactly in the know about this whole deal. A lil birdie told me about this thing and despite everything, I think that Riot would be more pleased that I am the one holding his contract more than anyone else. Now I listened to Mistress spew her load of crap, but she needs to know that I will be one of those obstacles that she'll have to deal with and I plan on walking away not only the winner, but the holder of Riot's contract."

Justin Fine-"I will give myself to you freely!"

Madison Hatred-"And yet there are no takers."

Ace Daniels-"Why you always riding him?"

Madison Hatred-"Thank you, Ace..now here it comes."

Justin Fine-"Always knew that song, save a horse, ride a cowboy was meant for me."

Ace Daniels-"Sorry Madison, the moment it left my mouth I knew it was wrong."

"So now we have this chance for some random nobodies to throw their names in a hat and gain the contract of a very talented man. Jackson, dude, what were you thinking? Here Riot's sitting in a sanitarium somewhere counting the holes in the ceiling tile cuz of some bullshit restraining order that I never filed!"

She hops down off the turnbuckle and walks to the side of the ring facing the ramp and the tron.

"Maxine can attack me, she can send her goons after me, she can lock me in some funhouse, but it won't stop me from being in Riot's head or his heart. So once I get his contract in my possession...it's your ass I'm coming for next, unless I find you sooner. *she pauses* Put my damn name down to win this bitch!"

She tosses the mic over her shoulder as Candi has to run forward and catch it like a pro ball player before it hits the mat.

Madison Hatred-"How you like them apples? I'd love to see her and Max go head to head."

Justin Fine-"Speaking of head...."

Ace Daniels-"Let's not, I'm not surprised that she got in this, but I'm starting to get the feeling that this has become more of a conquest for her."

Madison Hatred-"Yes, but I think it's all in the best interest of that crazy sexy Riot."

Justin Fine-"Don't you mean headcase?"

Madison Hatred-"He's struggling."

Justin Fine-"So do I to get my python out of my pants."

Madison Hatred-"Riiight, which means you got a Vienna Sausage in your pants."

Justin Fine-"You should clean the steam off the binoculars while your spying on me in the bathroom."

Ace Daniels-"Ooo he got you there Madison!"

[Maxine Hunter]

::Prologue::
I never thought I'd care about someone, really anyone, but that slightly changed when I stumbled over Sara Sullivan. First off liking a girl? It just didn't seem plossable to be romantic with one, anything else I could see yeah. I won't privilege you with my life's story, but you can trust me that it's not a fairy tale and if my life was a movie it'd be a blockbuster. A girl named Jamie Ray Lynn told me how she's became intranzed by this siren, and AwS vixen. I probably might have liked Josie Pleasure, when I first crept around this company, but as the days got on and the seconds tick by I realize how ignorant and nieve of a person she is and ....heh...there is no room for people like that in a world I live in.

"She...she is so oblivious....JOSIE...eeemm...Josie is so Oblivious....it...why....why am I so different? ....It's like I speak and they never hear...or my words are nothing but a foreign language."

So she finally made a move on him, but would she say the things to ease his mind? Probably not until Alexander Stone is not Alexander Stone, but a thing he's created in his head. A person he shelters himself behind to place blame or take a fake glory in. Yes that's right AJ Riot is fake...it's what's there to cover up the real person. Now doesn't mean it's not a shadow of the truth...just that Ms. Pleasure needs to realize she's an idiot..but it's alright a little time away from each other would do you both some good. I thought putting up that restraining order would do it (she laughs) ...but you BOTH keep breaking it...so since the law is being stupid I'll just have to do it myself. Riot's gonna be mine..and Josie...you'll have to die and be reincarnated before I'll let you near him.

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(Going to see Riot)

Alex was at the Asylum, and Max could imagine the horror that the boy was creating for himself. She couldn't help him, but she'd at least let him know people outside of Josie, Pain and Joanna think about him.


"Why are you fighting for him?" Maxine walked by Rage as the girl interrogated her. She opened a drawer and pulled out a silk scarf tying up her hair with it she turned as she did knowing perfectly how do do this by shear habit. She flashed Rage a small grin that glowed off her face over to her companion that seemed to be lite up by the small gesture.

"I'm not fighting for him...it's to make a stand...remember what I said the other day, you stand up against what bothers you most...do you remember that Jamie?" She pulled on her hair that was now up some making sure it was secure. Jamie was starting to love her, not a lusty type of thing, but something a lot more deeper and sensual that cried out from her. She'd always be egar to snap back with smart remarks..or to please her with some bit of knowledge that she'd learned from the manors study. The monks always seemed to want to gain Maxine's respect, but were nothing more then messengers and servants. "Jamie?" She turned around looking erotically beautiful with her dark hair up showing off her jawline and fair skin. She was seemingly smiling at the amusement that Rage had gone into a trance like state just standing there thinking about things. Max snapped her fingers as she said a little more vividly. "Jamie Lynn!" Rage blinked relaxing she'd slipped off into lala land.

"My bad...what were you saying..Oh ..Yes I remember Max...I remember many things you teach me, but Alex? Alex choose to stay behind when I asked him to come along. It's his own trouble for being caught in he way he is...like when a python starts to wrap itself around you...you don't sit their and wait till it's around your neck to try and fight it off or run away. This crap with Josie...and Joanna...he's brought it upon himself...wasn't you that said you can't change what will not allow?" She grunted out a breath and crossed her arms in front of her chest defiantly. Max shook her head with a small hint of a smirk.

"Still so young, but yet you are thirsty to be free like me...it kinda gets me." She turned and looked at Rage well raising her one brow. Rage dropped her arms, Maxine knew something that Rage hadn't learned yet. She turns back to the mirror smirking. "He's done a lot of things...though he's attempted to fix everyone for the better, sept one issue...he can't let go. He holds onto things that don't motivate, but destroy...somethings yes are acceptable to hold onto. Take for instance my Woman's title? That is a priority to me..." She paused as she finished pulling her hood from her dark cloak over her head and turned her head to Rage making sure that this point got across to her loud and clear. "...Even more so then proving to Sprit that I am better then her...she knows it and I know it, but will she admit it? Not until I squeeze it out of her." She turns her whole body know tilting her head as she ponders what it is that drives Rage on, that little girl that is trapped inside full of deranged and repressed thirst and hunger for that craving of violence. "Just like the Extreme Title is what rules over you..." Rage froze for a split second, but then put back up her hard exterior, that title had eluded her and nearly broken her with it's grasp snatched right out from under her. She'd wanted to give up...how her mind exploded and her sanity had overflowed any sense of humanity that could remain...until Maxine had taken her under her care and nurturing wing to help mold her and allow for her to change with the wind that enables you to find a peace.

Rage stepped closer to Max as she'd sat in a chair and pulled on her boots. "So you're fighting in this open challenge? What's the reason?" Maxine has been negotiating in a past company for several months to get back in. She'd wanted her championship back more then a mother would her child that might have been taken out from under her, kidnapped by a stranger. Max took a big deeply needed breath and looked up at Rage seeing in her eyes that she wanted a reason from her. An answer that Max wanted to protect her from by any means necessary. She looked back down and began to speak softly.

"There are those that can not fight for themselves...Loren taught me that...when the tormented cry out for help and nobody can hear them, but you...is it right for you to ignore them? You were screaming for a guide..not with words, but I could see and hear it from your soul. You'd lost it to Josie.." Rage looked away, she hated that Maxine was right. Even that title had only been an escape something that she wanted to replace the grasp Josie had on her.

"...but I left....why didn't he?" She turns around and screams at the mirror that is only a reflection of her. ""WHY DIDN'T HE?!?!" She punched the mirror the glass shattering outward from the velocity. Rage still shouting more in anger then pain. She'd came so close to losing herself in her infatuation with Josie Pleasure, but now her best friend had gotten sucked in and like a black hole as it sucks in light. There was no escaping for him...his mind had fluttered to her like a moth to the flame...and just like that moth Riot might have met his demise in the fire. Jamie fall to the ground dropping to her knees unable to bare what she'd been holding in. The tears streamed down her face as she held onto her hand. "I...I was there when his mother died...I was there when he was going through transition...I was there when the kids cast their stones upon him."

Max got up and grabbed a cloth from off the top of the dresser where the mirror was now broken and Rage's blood was dribbled all over the place. she crouched down beside the girl and held onto her affectionately. "You were NOT there when him and Loren where placed in front of the television simply because their were a burden on their parents. You were NOT there when Riot realized that he was different from other boys and would forever be an outcast." Jamie kept sobbing now since it was going like a rolling out of control snowball. Max reached around her and picked out the pieces of glass she could see from Rage's palm as she kept talking in a calm tone. "You were not there when he got feelings for a girl...when he wrote her love poems and pictures of hearts with their names in them...when he carved her name into his arm...when she'd let her friends downgrade him in her present, but when she'd see him alone was an angel that he'd thought god had blessed him just to know. You were NOT there when Alica had written draft after draft of suicide letters. You were NOT there when she watched her mother wilt away because Loren had gone to live with his father and she'd gotten forgotten by both of her parents. How every night she'd take pills to relax away the pain...or nearly kill herself on fumes just so her mind would forget...you were not there when she took a pair of scissors to her wrist and scraped away like you do to get the ice off your car in the winter. Jamie...dear..." She had gotten out most of the glass by now and Rage was calming down listening to her speak...Alex had talked to someone? Either that or Max had really done her homework on his file. "Jamie...yes you are HERE for him...but being there?" She took a long sigh as she wrapped the clothe over Rage's hand bandaging it well. "Alex is always going to see nobody as being THERE...he was alone...when he is overwhelmed it's a habit...alone is what he's trained himself to know. He can't pick between Pain, Josie or Joanna simply because of how people have always left him alone."

Jamie looked up the tears were stained on her face and her eyes bright. Maxine ran her thumb along her cheek whipping away some tears that were drying to Rage's face. She grinned with a white glow and took her hand away from Rage. "Besides who ever said I was fighting for Alex...I win his contract I am still going to keep that restraining order on Josie aginst him, but using him to show my power and rank to Ms. Pleasure is honestly my intention here...nothing more and nothing less." She pushed herself up and reached down for Rage's hand, Jamie looked at her hand that placed hers into it. She really wasn't into public displays of affection...she loved violence, gore, and havoc way more then a person probably should, but somehow that fact that Max personified all that almost made her the things she loved.

Max started to walk to the door and Rage looked at her hand and the blood dripping off the soaking cloth that was bandaging her, she slowly started to smirk and her voice caught Max just short of the door. "I think somebody is jealous.." She almost chuckled at her comment seeing Max jolt to a stop she thought for sure she was going to answer her in a fit of jealous rage. Anyone can see that it's jealousy. Not because of Riot...but because of the things Rage had stated about Josie.

The things that ran through her head as she was standing there is silence. Rage worshiped Josie, she'd sacrificed her own safety just so she could be near her, she defended her like a dog his master. It's what Max wanted, she'd always wanted someone for herself like that...now thaat she was getting so close to Rage knowing how Josie held that spot for her and how it was like a tattoo, so hard to erase and remove...she wanted Rage to see what she already knew and that was that compared to Max, Josie was nothing more then a little girl...this deal with Alex was the perfect example. She smirked tempted to hit back at Rage like their little game, but either way she'd be able to feel the truth. She stepped off without a word leaving the room. Jamie was disapointed that she didn't fight back with a teasing "maybe" like she'd figured she would, when Max left she said to herself. "I wonder what's up with her?" She uncrossed her arms and flopped down on a sofa style chair and played with her prentagram talesmen she'd just been rewarded for her studies.


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The heel of her boot made a heavy tread on the floor the girl at the window looked at her wide eyes with the jade eyes Max had glaring at her. "I want to see Alexander Stone please."

She was polite just for the sake of in the receptionist looked at the papers. "Uh, Mr. Stone was released."

"What? How...I mean who ...There is no way that boy would have gotten released." She was beside herself she'd lost her tool...a voice from behind her spoke, it was a doctor.

"A woman named Crystal Stevenson paid his bail and she insisted that since she paid he should be released..but..."

"BUT he needs to be here to remain safe...your all idiots...may the gods have mercy on your stupidity." She was scoldful in her tone and stormed out of the place. "Crystal? Well I'll have to snoop around and find the little shit."

She turned and held out her pendulum the stone looking as exotic as Max. "It is my intention to find and help Alex. Grace will you help me find Alex?..."



Grace started swinging to and from Maxine's body and Max smiled since this was Graces answer for yes. ""Thank you..you're such a good girlie Grace. Please point in the direction I should go." Grace moved until almost pointing straight off Max's hand towards the back exit door. She nodded and put the loop she'd attached Grace to around her neck letting the stone hang back over her draping past her cleavage and settling right at her naval. Grace had seemed happy that her owner was so pleased with her swiftness to answer and help her. Max walked in the direction that it had pointed and the Doctor yelled.

"You can't go that way emergences only!" Max narrowed her eyes and turned to glare at him.

"You let a boy out on the streets that is a a danger to himself...what other reason do you need?" Her eyes like a wildcat's he backed off and she walked out the doors. Grace would lead her to Riot and she'd have to have a little chat with the boy.

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Riot strummed slowly on his acoustic guitar whispering lyrics.

"Mother, do you think they'll drop the bomb?"

He still was quiet, but was begins to get louder.


"Mother, do you think they'll like this song?"

He was deeply into the way he was playing, literly asking his mother well singing about everything.

"Mother, do you think they'll try to break my balls?
Ooh ah,
Mother, should I build the wall?"

"Mother, should I run for presidence?"

"Mother, should I trust the government?"

"Mama, will they put me in the firing line?
Ooh ah,
Is it just a waste of time"

The tempo picks up with his voice and playing taking on the part of her answer.

"Hush now baby, baby, don't you cry.
Mamma's gonna make all of your nightmares come true,
Mamma's gonna put all of her fears into you,
Mamma's gonna keep you right here, under her wing.
She won't let you fly, but she might let you sing,
Mamma's gonna keep baby cosy and warm.
Oooh babe, Oooh babe, Oooh babe,
Of course Mamma's gonna help build the wall."

He stops playing with the part as a more electric sound comes through the air only in his mind with his head flopping over.

Riot had gotten out of the Asylum three days ago, but perhaps it was there that he really needed to be? He'd been taking pain killers and his nose had found a new best friend not getting enough candy to satisfy him. He'd had Pink Floyd songs on for several days now, in a shit hole apartment that had been abandoned. Where else was he suppose to go? Going home to Jenna and her boyfriend BamBam would only result in hurting them by seeing him like this. Mick is still leading her own life away from everyone...Home? What was Home anymore? His father's? What father? His father was involved in Loren's life and the career of Blake. Now that he wasn't the little girl his father raised...was he anything at all? His mother...that's all he'd ever had..sheltered and smothered...protected from the world...now there is not protector and the wall has a hole in it. How could anyone survive?

He starts to move again slowly in a sad voice.

"Mama, do you think she's good enough--- for me?
Mama, do you think she's dangerous--- to me?
Mama, will she tear your little boy apart?
Ooh ah,
Mother, will she break my heart?"


"Hush now baby, baby, don't you cry.
Mamma's going to check out all your girlfriends for you,
Mamma won't let anyone dirty get through,
Mamma's gonna wait up until you get in.
Mamma will always find out where you've been,
Mamma's gonna keep baby healthy and clean.
Oooh babe, Oooh babe, Oooh babe,
You'll always be baby to me.
----Mother, did it need to be so high?"

The song went silent and nothing, but Riot's own imagination filled the silence. It was cold...his body in a cold sweat from the powder he'd been taking in. His heart was beating quickly, but not that bad...

"I shouldn't be allow..." He wobbled around taking the razor trying to scoop up as much as he could, chopping it up he slipped and sliced his finger good. "SHIT!" The table got flipped over and everything scattered all over the place, in a frantic dumb attempt to save everything he leaped like he was going to save all the white heavenly dust from touching the floor. The efforts were pointless well his head throbbed in and out with his lungs. Suddenly his radio started singing loudly scaring him. Frankie Valli's "Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You" Was blasting...for some reason a woman that looked like the drink he'd also tipped over though she was a lot more familiar. He picked up the bottle of Green Fairy and took a big swig before meeting the tantalizing gaze and mystic dance of this girl. He stopped for a second...

"..Le...Lexi?" She kept swinging with the music perfectly not like a sexual way so much as a hyper tease that she was having fun with, and that smile that was a knife in his heart. The only real person that could make him forget about Josie, Jo, and Pain...she was all of them in one and so much more...what other kind of woman would you need...even as a friend Alexis was all he'd ever felt he needed...why else would he have tried to kill himself when she'd avoided him for weeks. She swooped down beside him his eyes so tempted to peek at the short green skirt she was wearing, but following the radiant glow of her skin on her legs he quickly looked away like he was doing something bad. She lightly tapped him on the shoulder and smiled widely even her eyes were smiling at him and he felt like a giant puddle on the floor.

"Alica...where have you been? Been awhile um?" She pulled him up with her he'd already had spaghetti legs. She smirked in the air and licked her lips lightly with her thoughts seemingly gitty with joy over them. "We need to fix you...OOOP" She butt bumped him laughing, but he fell over unable to keep his balance she rushed over and helped him up just like if you knock a little kid down you feel you have to baby them. "I'm sorry...WOW!" She looked around seeing the flour dusted floor. "Dude is this all you?" She had her right arm around him and was holding his hand with the other to help him up again, her jaw hanging wide open.

Hearing her then seeing her face he panicked..."NO..uh..I mean...heh..I'm not into stuff like that you know me..." She eyed him, he got into smoking because the people she hanged out with did, but yet she didn't want Alica to have a fucked up life like she did. Helping him up she comfortably rubbed his shoulder like a friend.

"You're only hurting yourself Alica...I mean...um..." She stopped it hurt her too much, he'd been the only person that saw so much good in her when she always fucked up...But having a person worship you was very overwhelming...how do you deal with that? With knowing that you were like a god to someone ...Queen of the world and no other came before you? That they would sacrifice all for you? Even their own life...She'd been absent the day he overdosed at school. When she came back she'd been too caught up in her own drama and he wasn't really someone she took a lot of notice over. It'd hurt her when he blew up on her about she didn't even notice that he'd tried to DIE...and that is was her uncertainty that made him decide to do it.



She put her lips to one side of her face and thought she didn't want the boy to know that she cared so much, because that would only make him think...and with Alica the thinking had always been what was her enemy, but Alexis wasn't going to be cruel either. "You're a good kid..."

"Same age as you..." He scowled at her she knew better then to try and give him a lecture.

She laughed a little and stuck her tongue out at him well crossing her eyes as a type of Naaa reaction. "Yeah, but I'm still older by a couple months...I'm just saying...you need to figure out what to do to make this all stop. or I'll bump ya down to the ground again." She made a playfully face and laughed as she pulled him back to his feet again. "Go out for a walk maybe? ...and get or do whatever you need to do to feel better."

He looked away all he wanted as some more speed to his system so his heart could blow up and he wouldn't have to deal with it. When he looked back over she was gone. He knew then it was an illusion and broke down crying, but he stopped slowly whispering a soft melody. The glass staring back at him such a seductive and teasing glance. She wanted him to be watching her and it was thrilling her just the look she had told him she wanted him to watch her, she was posing for him and her eyes met his to draw him in more.



"Don't fret precious I'm here, step away from the window
Go back to sleeeeeeeeeeep"

He was smirking twistedly unable to completly sing the song that he loved and picked it up ... The girl's grin seemed to grow as she cocked her hip to one side and smirked at him biting her bottom lip and teasingly attempted to peel off her top reavealing more of the glowing color of her skin. He swallowed hard and looked away, like it was a sin for him to see anything she wanted to show him. As he looked away his mind wondered...Who else is she showing off for? His face grew in spite and anger as the words came out of his mouth like a snake.

"See, they don't give a fuck about you, like I do........
Count the bodies like sheep.........
Count the bodies like sheep......."

He looked back and she was standing normal now still clothed she winked and blew him a kiss playfully turning it into a wave. LIES! This was a LIE! JOSIE...JOSIE was a LIE! He picked up a chair and smashed it into the window distorting the beauty that was invisioned in it's reflection and making her fade away. Falling quickly to his knees overwhelmed with tears strolling down his face only smearing his eyeliner with them. The glass was on the floor and his hands had fallen ontop of it cutting deep into his palms, like the beat of a drum he kept singing the song.

"Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Count the bodies like sheep......"

It got dead silent with only his breathing, The broken glass on the floor had broken images of Josie just like when she was in the window. She was hurt and moarnfull looking then a scream sounded in his head as well as looking like she was in the reflection. He grabbed his ears and screamed out...

"Go back to sleep....Go back to sleep...."

(In his head)
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums

"Go back to sleep, Go back to sleep"

"GO TO SLEEP! GO TO SLEEP! GO TO SLEEP! GO TO SLEEP!"

The door opened and he fall back on the floor as a figure came into the room unseen to him. Just the sudden interuption of the door opening had distracted him. She raised a brow watching him completly losing his mind laughing well at the same time his eyes pouring out tears. Pulling back on her hood from her cloak her hair was tied up with a scarf....Max...She tucked Grace back under her hood and watched him, yep he deffently needed to be in the Asylum for his own good...Well not really an Asylum, but he needed a babysitter. His wrist were bleeding though the cut up glass in them kept it from oozing out every where. She had to think to herself on how stupid Crystal had been to get him release, she had been gone how should she be the judge of what is right and wrong for him anymore? "Rich people think they know it all....even my father had been that way...but money does not make you a god...and besides I've more then proved that with the things I have done."

"Alex?" She spoke softly taking steps in the room closer it was trashed, perhaps this had been going on for awhile? She seen the powder on the floor, several bottles with pills scattered about. Max reached down and picked one up reading it... "Yellow Jackets...you dumbass...ugh.."

Riot was rolling on the floor shivering, but his body didn't realize how cold her was. he was still repeatably saying the words "go to sleep" with every breath is faded a little more. Max had to smirk since he sounded like he was chanting like the monks at her home. He was oblivious to her being there. She had to wonder just what he was tinking....

Inside his head Riot could only replay what happend last week, why did he go to ringside? People probally thought to help Joanna but that wasn't the case. When Jo had came back and told him how Max reacted he knew he was right...she wants to destroy Josie...not like how she is over the Queen...she literly wants Josie to suffer. He wanted to warn her..but..but when they were alone...he'd just lost control of the situation. Pain had found him cowering in the corner..a failure of giving Josie the opportunity to defend herself of what was coming. After Pain he thought..The match...yeah that was a chance...but then only seeing the fighting between Joanna and Josie had worked him up..why fight? WHY?

"Why..." His voice was so soft and fragile, Max swung off her cloak and put it around him. He twitched in surprise his vision was way to bad at this point for him to be in sync with reality.

"Josie?" He seemed to be begging that it be her because of the softness and warmth she had she this person had their arms around him and the fabric that was placed over him. "Josie...I'm sorry...I...I can't just forget...I...I don't..."

"Shhhhhhh..." Max had put pressed her finger aginst his lips...honestly just because she didn't want to hear hos pathetically hooked on Ms. Pleasure he was, but she knew better then to challenge a love that he felt so strongly even if it was only for him to feel. She pulled him tighter in a hugging way and rocked there with him, she didn't want to actually speak...but maybe if she got him to believe she was Josie...then she could get him to do as she wanted. She softly started to hum the tune he was, but she only knew so many words so she had to be careful so he wouldn't suspect her. "I'll be the one to protect you from, your enemies and all your demons, I'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason, I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices..."

Snuggling into her like a big baby he thought of how Pain babied him the day before they took him off. It made him smile somewhat...though why wasn't really a factor, it was just a feeling that he liked how she'd done that for him, but still she wasn't Josie...why couldn't Josie feel like Pain did? Then it would all be ok...He'd given up on being Joanna's hero...she was obsessed with other things and they were more important then he'd ever be. Then he thought about who actually got him out of the asylum..she'd offered for him to stay with her, but he couldn't put a burden like that on her. "Crystal...um..." He smiled to himself with the thought, how nice she'd been to him in his room when she visited. Then he felt bad again cause he'd lustfully attacked her by mistake. He thought she was Josie...Josie didn't need to see him..not there...so he pushed her out, but her retaliation only made him leap on her pinning her to the wall her legs hiked up and clinged onto him. It'd all seemed so real...like she really was her..but then she'd dug her nails into his back..and he's only ever remembered one feeling like that, and that was the night he'd took Crystal to his home and snuck her into his room with him.

Max's eyes narrowed she didn't think any better of Ms. Stevenson then she did Pleasure...or Pain...but Pain was probably going to be the least of all the evils in this situation with him. "what did Crystal do?"

He laid on her bosom smiling comfortably and cozy, Max took a deep breath. Most people...mental ill...or whoever she took pity on felt comfortable with her like this, to an extent it annoyed her, because she wasn't mother earth...but then again those were her preachings..so if what Riot needed was a motherly feel right now to loosen up...then that's what she'd be. The only person she felt as her child would always be Natalie, but perhaps it's a knack she just has. Riot sighed before answering still looking cozy. "She freed me from the prison...I...I hate it...I'm so alone there."

She shook her head and rand her fingers through his hair softly. "You're only as alone as you let yourself be child. Outside of those walls do you feel an less isolated?"

The question almost made tears form, no...inside that place he just knew he had no control over his methods of coping, to punish himself for being someone people couldn't see...for being any type of flawed way. He's never known what the real world was just what his imagination could create and his mother allowed him to see. All he's ever known is pain in his life...and going and running to mommy after it...or even shutting himself in his room as a form of rebellion because men didn't run to mommy...they face things on their own.

Max knew he wouldn't have an answer, but she felt him hug her tighter and thought about what she'd heard walking up the steps to this room. She rocked with him and patted the back of his head like she did her little sister Natalie when she would tumble and cry or just wanted her to baby her.

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((Calling on nature Mother earth please help me))

The full moon shined down on the beauty of the grass, Riot was safe in the castle with Rage and Natalie. Maxine was outside and stepped into the water that was in the woodland near her. The myths say that the garden of eden is found in this forest and it's why Maxine lives here. "Lilith am I wrong? If I am unworthy and these woman are more to you're liking my goddesses then please correct me...please so I shall not peruse a meaningless pursuit." She held out a tribal knife with a plum jewel in the handle and laced with gold in it, holding it to her heart she said. "Clear of mind and pure of heart, am I just in my actions? If not then take control and stab this blade into my heart." Seconds went by and only the wind answered her the dagger dropped out of her hands and she looked down at it. She wondered if she had just dropped it or if nature took it from her, she pulled Grace out from under her shirt and asked her to be sure. "Grace are my intentions wrong?" The pendulum swung from left to right giving her a no. "Should I fight in this match for Alex's contract?" Grace spun in a tiny circle Max rolled her eyes and scuffed. "MAYBE? Well that helps me a lot...." She was being sarcastic and could feel she had hurt the stone's feelings, so she cleared her mind and concentrated on a different question she'd already made the choice so that was probably why Grace was unsure...because even part of her was unclear. "Am I going the right direction in the path I am taking with this situation?" The pendulum sung to and from her and she nodded that she had gotten a clear answer. "Thank you you have helped me greatly." She carefully put Grace back as she'd been before and looked up at the moon. Grace had been in her family for many years, the personality changed from holder to holder, but her mother had given her to Max when she was nine and told her to how that stone had been carved out by her great great great grandfather, he'd lost his love to war and wanted something to equal her beauty and grace. He called the stone by her name and would talk to it as if it were his love. He relied on it in many ways and it never lead him a stray because of his pure love towards it. Don't hate Maxine, it's not how we were created. Even the wrath of Mother Earth is done with love...it's for the good of nature...to keep a balance....always maintain that balance within yourself.

Alex had never held Self-Acceptance, Self Love, and Personal Worth...he relied on others to tell him how to feel. She wondered what to do about it, a twig snapped behind her and she turned seeing Jamie coming out of the wood in short sleeves. "What are you doing out here?"

Jamie looked at her. "I just seen you coming out here and felt like seeing what's up."

Max looked at her she normally checked in on her, or it had been a trend as of late. "I'm fine just thinking...how is Alex?"

Jamie shrugged "He's fine sleeping...I think he was sucking his thumb, but I didn't feel like getting too close to him...he's only wearing his boxers like normal and it is kinda freaky to me."

Max smiled a little. "He's just a boy...I hear you start over when you transition...it's like going through everything all over again...puberty and all..."

"Well that explains a lot to me...but then again he never had a social life outside hanging out in the group we had...I figured this attention would kill him." She was only slightly kidding, she knew from the git go that all this attention would overwhelm him, he easily forgot just who was close to him and why.

"He'll be fine...everything comes back full circle until we get it right anyway." Jamie stood there watching Max, most everything she said she had insite on and she liked it.

"Well I guess I'm going back...have fun in your match..."

She started to walk off and Max stopped her. "Jamie...If I hurt Josie will you hate me?"

"Why would the past bother me it's just a memory and nothing else. Not like I had a chance she would rather choose others. Actually I want you to..." Max turned her head to hide her smirk at not only the permission, but the final say in confirming that she needed to do this.

"I shall not disappoint you young one...." Now Jamie smirked and walked away rubbing her eyes of sleep. She knew what Max was capable of, she;d heard stories...and she'd witnessed it in her training. This might not be a lethal match up, but if Max really wanted to send an exclamation point on something she'd do it no matter what it took.

Max was ready..In her mind she knew how this was going to work out. Pain was only in this as a blind woman. Though her intentions are probably the purest next to Max's, she knows she has more distractions then will allow her to win. Josie...Josie is as sad of an individual as Alex. Why fight for love? Is she defending Alex? She'll hold power over him with a win...not his freedom...can she even free him? The only person with the power to free Alex is Alex himself...Should Joanna even make an attempt to get involved then she'd stand as much of a chance as Pain. All these women blind in what they really are fighting for, but Max is different...she knew what flies would come to this sugar bowl and that is what made her sign up. Alex? It's just paper to her, but what was inside of her that she had to unleash on these competitors was so much much more.

(Didn't you know? ::ON Air:

Maxine smirked at the web cam that she was sitting in front of. "You all thought i forgot about you? That Pain and Josie are forming together to take out the one Riot has always known? Or the two women that are in his life...YES two." Max pulled out a paper and showed it to the cam so the viewers could read.

:Visitor 1;Jamie Lynn
Visitor 2; Jackson Stone
Visitor 3; Loren Stone
Visitor 4; Evie Jones
Visitor 5; Evie Jones
Visitor 6;Jamie Lynn
Visitor 7; Evie Jones
Visitor 8; Loren Stone
Visitor 9: Evie Jones
Visitor 10; Crystal Stevenson:

She takes back the paper and examines it then rest her hand on her hand smug looking. "Well now seems Ms. Jones has been visiting Alexander quite a bit um? Perhaps there is more to that little tag team affair then all you girls thought? Just a thought quite honestly I was getting sick of all the apologizes to Ms. Jones that she's indecent in all this. How do you know she is? I only know what I've heard of Alex...if it's not talking about Keira Knightley and how amazing she is on her myspace...then it's how awesome Ms. Jones is. Well that was until Joanna appeared and ruffled up things...a secret that nobody knew about...really I don't even know too much about it..I KNOW...surprising. Be careful girls...there is always something that you won't know about...cheers." She blew a kiss at the cam and is faded out.

[Joanna Blood]

I didn’t make any friends in that foster home not that they wanted to be friends with me, I didn’t think that I would be come attached to someone who was fare away from where I lived I only made contact because the foster home carers made me well they made all the kids there do it but they didn’t know what was going on as they weren’t aloud to read our letter, So I had my else an easy time of it all. They all thought I’d stopped writing and didn’t want to do this so called project that was going on. So in all that time I didn’t think that I would be here now fighting for someone who had given me a new hope in life that took me for who I am and that I am something more than what I was, I don’t want you to think that I just did things for the hell of it, but you didn’t under stand me then most still don’t understand me now, but that was then, you will see what has happen and now looking back what I could have done to make my self better. I will let you make this chose and your own views as for now I will let you see what my life was like before now. AJ is the one I am fighting for and he knew me then and now, he know what I went though then and I could confide in him no matter what I did or ended up.

“All of you in this Battle Royal will not stand for what is right but I will, this is mine and if you think that I am joking then we will see.”

Take a look back into the child hood of Amanda Blood and you will understand what I am, be alarm that some bit may distress you. So if you are ready my life before now.

**********Amanda Blood personal Journal **********
********** Amanda Blood in Hackney Forster Home age of eight **********

I have been here since I was three years old ever since my mum left me here after my father left me before I was even born. They said that she said that she couldn’t cope with me on her on her own. I think that she just didn’t want children at all and that she just wanted to play around. So here I am left here and I have been here the longest and I never could get anyone to see what I see of the world. It is curl and hard place and that no-one love anyone. Did you ever feel that you were trapped and that everything you do were to be put on hold no matter what you said and did, well that I feel all the time, I am always in trouble for one thing or another and I’m the one to get the blame for it not the other children and I’m always the one being sent to the dentension center. Yes at the age of eight I am being sent there they seem to think that it will help me become a better person like that will help me at all, they don’t know a thing about me, the children always avoid me at all coast as they seem to think that I want to fight them all the time, well they get on my nervous and why shouldn’t I brats think that they be funny and get in on the care good side and help them out by rating on me for every single little thing that I do. It like one day I was in the so called play room and I was on my own and just reading and then on of them decides to throw something at me and so I lung at them and I’m the one that gets in trouble for fighting and get banned from the playroom for two weeks, no way is that fare, I really do hate it here they care people are all idiots and don’t know anything at all. It really is stupid, why can’t they see I like to be left alone, but they seem to think that I have to have people all around me all the time, and I hate it, I am my own person and if I need to be around people then I would be, oh yeah and my name Amanda I hate it, doesn’t fit me I think Joanna dose I’ve always liked it.

“AMANDA BLOOD GET HERE NOW.” shouted one of the care workers. Amanda slowly walked over to the care worker and folded her arms as she looked at her. “Well girl what do you have to say for your self then.” Amanda eyes her. “What do I have to say about what.” The care worker was now pointing a finger at her. “You know what you did, explain to me why James is like this, and don’t tell me that he got what he came to him, because I have heard that to many times now.” Amanda didn’t care what she said to her, she just stood there with her arms folded and looking else where. “Yes he did, he shouldn’t have thrown a book at me should he.” Amanda hissed at this point and the care worker looked even mad than before. “That doesn’t give you a reason to go and punch and kick him all over, we’ve had to take him to hospital now because he is hurt badly, I don’t know what to do with you Amanda.” Amanda hissed again she didn’t like that name. “Don’t call me that I hate that name.” the care worker didn’t listen to her, She knew that but she like to call people by there real names not what they like to call them self like other worker do. “Now when James gets back from the hospital I want you to say your sorry to him.” Amanda laughed at this, she wasn’t going to do anything of the sort. “I will not, and you can’t make me.” “Well then its of to the dentension center with you again, third time this month.” Yes it was but Amanda didn’t care about that, she was happy with what she was. “So what at least I can talk to people there who know me.” The care worker shuck her head. “Its not a holiday camp for you to be happy with, its there because you have been in trouble.” Amanda didn’t care, she just turn and walked away from the care worker and headed to her room to collect some things, she knew she was heading there today as she always had been going there on the day that they told her she was going.

**********Amanda Blood personal Journal **********
********** Amanda Blood in Hackney Forster Home age of thirteen **********

I am thirteen now and been here ten year of my life now, and it still sucks now even more now since I was eight years old, and I haven’t changed much I’m just the same as ever. The place has change has new everything, well that’s thanks to me, because I bunt it down a year ago, because they wouldn’t let me go on this day out that they had planned, they said I wasn’t to go because I wasn’t being a good girl, what ever, I showed them I wasn’t a good, girl, you should have seen the looks on their face when the place was on fire, I got a month in the dentension center. That was bad as I had been writing to this person from the states that they had made me write to, he is so cool, just like me I think. AJ just seem to know where I am coming from and it makes me happy that she can understand me. Most people have thought that I have given up writing these letter as I do them late at night and they don’t seen me writing them at all, well I don’t want them to see what I am writing do I it my thing and my eyes only, and I have found it a way to let out my anger, and they wonder why I am not fighting any more. Well truth is that I find it easy to take it out in my letter and not feel like I am going to get feed back. AJ seem to be respectful towards that and make me feel that I have something more. I wish that was so, when day after day I feel like I am being watched for my slightest out of line tone they give me, which could be anything that I might do or even say and I hate that can’t they keep out of my hair and deal with the other children there instead of me like they would. Now they are saying I can’t write alone so but I’m not a school because I have been kicked out because I was fighting and I threw a chair at someone’s head so I’m not aloud in any school near here and I have all my lesson here at the foster home, like that helps me, they know nothing of what they are teaching me at all..

“Amanda you are not to write your letters in your room anymore, you have to do them in class time.” The words rang out around the class in the foster home and all the children looked from the care worker to Amanda and then laugher rang out, but Amanda looked mad not upset or embarrassed by it at all, why should she be. “I will not this is my privet thing and I will not let these idiots look at what I am doing, this is not for there eyes.” The class had gone silent and looked between Amanda and the care worker. “You will do as your told girl, or I will stop these letters.” Amanda just wanted to hit out but she took all her energy to stop what she was thinking, she didn’t want to stop writing to AJ, it was her only like to normal well normal for her. She sat there and started to write

Hey Al

I'll call you Al since I know you don't like your name, yeah i guess since no-one want me as neither did my parents I haven't taken an interest in anything, I guess The Ripper is somewhat of a known thing but not in good way. Err six grade don't know what that is, we go by years here so I’m 13 going on fourteen so I’m in in year 8 but I would be in school if I didn't get my self kick out, but I’m home school where I am at the foster home. Yes i do feel trapped felt like that all the time, but no in the way your saying. Yes no one gets me they say oh there the trouble maker and all that.

Take care

Joanna.

**********Amanda Blood personal Journal **********
********** Amanda Blood in Hackney Forster Home age of Sixteen **********

Well the young offenders isn’t so bad once you get use to it, I’ve lost count how many times I’ve been in there, well I’ve been in and out since I was thirteen and many because I lost contact with AJ why did she stop writing to me I did wonder if it was me that I made her stop writing because I went into the offenders center for so long I wasn’t sure if I was ever going to get out of there, I kept on writing but nothing, I hate it now I am the oldest on here, well they will be getting ready to get rid of me here I know it and its not right I have no-where to go, the streets yes but that’s all they see me for, and I don’t want that, I’d thought I’d come a long way but no, all down hill. I do wonder what is going to happen to me and if I will become anything. Ever since I’ve been here I’ve wanted to be a fighter of some sort but nothing was ever said of it, it was more like I was fighting for the hell of it, but they couldn’t see I enjoy it all they kept saying if I kept it up that I would end up in jail, what would I do then, I don’t care now, no-one seems to stay around me AJ didn’t stopped writing to me. I knew it was to could be true I had the best time writing to her, she seem like she wanted to carry on writing to me, no that wasn’t the case. Well I have a six months of this happy home left and then I must find some where I risk going into a hospice well it might be better than this place anyways. It seem like I am on a short edge and that I am about to fall of it. Well I have many downs here and it hasn’t help me by the other children filing me every time I walk down the halls, they are have only been brought here as they have parents that couldn’t take care of them because they were beaten or on drugs or something else, me no I’m the bad one out of them all. So what can I do to make it all better.

“Amanda if you don’t clean up your act then, there is nothing more we can do with you” Said the care work as she looked at Amanda “I don’t care what happen to me now.” the care worker just looked at her and shuck her head. “I’m sure you don’t mean that, there might be some thing we can do for you, but I don’t know we’d have to sort things out before you leave us here, as you know you can’t stay after you are seventeen.” Amanda nodded at what the worker had just said to her, She knew that, and it made no difference what she did, all she knew she would have be some where else where she could be free and do what she wanted. “Well I don’t know if I could be doing something when I left here would be nice.” Amanda didn’t want to get her hopes up as she had done so many times before “Well just give me sometime and I will see what I can do for you, just don’t get upset or angry when it hasn’t gone your way.” The worker walked away, but Amanda wouldn’t be happy until she knew she had something to live for, she had so many times of having to have a hold on then it been taken away from her when she enjoyed doing it, this was either because she had been in trouble or though no fault of her own. What ever came of it she was going to make some good out of it no matter what had happen.

**********Amanda Blood personal Journal **********
********** Amanda Blood in Young offenders institute at the age of Seventeen **********

I am wondering why I am here what could I have done, but I am here, I had just left the foster home when I ran into some old friends that I got to know in the dentension center, I was happy to see them then we all got carted of here, why I do not know I said I didn’t do anything but did they believe me no so I am in here with the two people that were brought along with me, still can’t complain just been reunited with my cousin Ruth Jones in here when I didn’t know she was my family until the offices said she was I don’t know she seem like a wet blanket to me well we will see what comes of it, she in here because she punched her older sister and she pressed charges on her. Well I didn’t think this would happen, anything can happen now and it all seem to be happing so quick, and I didn’t expect it at all. One things good I’m getting some fighting training in her names Sarah Lockwood and she seem ok, helping me to learn a lot and that she saying that I am doing well but not to use it in really life, well what ever I’ll do what I want which is more than can be said for my dear cousin who family now have disowned her well so she says well not from what I see, Evie Jones keeps coming to visit her. Stupid stuck up girl trying to change her ways, like she will not from what I’ve seen her do in here she will have no-one. Well the officers say we have to tone it down or will be in here for quite some time to, well what they hell we are all out of here in less than a month Ruth included and Alex has taken a shine to her so I guess she will be coming along with us as well, poor girl she’s in for a hell of as surprise.

**********Amanda Blood personal Journal **********
********** Present day**********

After all this time I am here fighting for something that I care for and have done since I was thirteen years old there is everything on the line now all sort of people are mixed up in this way I do not know I understand Pain because she wants what anyone else wants Josie just wants revenge and this Maxine Hunter who the hell is this woman, some back street cat by the looks of things and like to toy with people, Sara I’ve heard AJ and now Jamie and I also heard she had eyes on my dear cousin like Ruth needs anymore attention then she already gets, I just feel that this is a battle that need to be won by me and me alone and nothing can stop me from this, thought out my life I have things pulled out from under me and I don’t want this to be another one of them thing to be taken away from me it will stop now. I am going to fight and fight I will and there is nothing that I will stop me everything and anyone will he a door mat that I will stop and dust away from me, because when I am done I will be the one left standing tall, yes I will be because I do not need to show or tell anyone they will see for them self’s. Everything and everything I have worked for is on the line. AJ means the world to me and now I have to fight for that, and what’s the deal with that, when I am the one who has known him the longest than anyone else in that place. Those who think they know me don’t and the ones who don’t might wish they know me because that is how I am now and who dose my cousin Evie think she is by going to see AJ like that, she has no right to anyways she more interested in woman then men so what she got to do with this I don’t know.

“You ready for this.” Said Sarah Lockwood as they walked down the car park of the arena after they had just arrived there. “Yes I am I am here to fight for AJ here and I will not let anyone come in my way for this.” She is in a towering temper, she had not had this temper since her days in the foster home. She and Sarah had just gotten into the building when she stopped and turned to Sarah. “You may leave now I don’t need you today this is my battle and I am here to fight for something that is my sights, I know AJ isn’t a prize to be won I going to fight for his right to be with who he wants to be with and that how I am going to roll and I know what he will do no matter what comes of it all I am here to stay and fight.” Sarah didn’t want to leave her like this she knew that Joanna would need all the help she could get for defending something that she had her eyes on. It was hard for Sarah to leave her long time friends and protégé. “Good now you see what I have to do, its not that I don’t want you to be here, I just feel that I don’t need you for this, I hope you can understand.” Sarah did understand so she did what she wish and left her there to go and sort her self out but Sarah knew that Joanna wouldn’t go with out her for a long time. Now we will see what will happen and after we will know what is the way from now.

[Admin]

OOC: I know it doesn't count...but I have a big mouth..Oh and posted this so it is slightly cryptic in WHO will be appearing.



The scene is black only small children laughing in voiced with the children singing playfully.

"Ring around the rosies
Pocket full of poesies
Ashes, ashes, we all fall down

Ring around the rosies
Pocket full of poesies
Ashes, ashes, we all fall down"

They all bust up laughing and you know they must have fell like the game indicated. Happy times? What's being happy anyway.

"London Bridge is falling down,
Falling down, falling down.
London Bridge is falling down,
My fair lady!"

More enthusiastic laughing takes place as the children keep playing this game.

"Build it up with iron bars,
Iron bars, iron bars.
Build it up with iron bars,
My fair lady!

Iron bars will bend and break,
Bend and break, bend and break.
Iron bars will bend and break,
My fair lady!"

A wild laugh cries out these children sound like they are having the time of their lives, but so young what wouldn't be fun? That was until the next line...

"Here's a prisoner I have got,
I have got, I have got.
Here’s a prisoner I have got,
My fair lady!"

Scream rings out shrilling and sounding like murder, the other kids keep laughing over this girl's scream thrashing her about in the makeshift prison that goes with the little game.

"What's the prisoner done to you,
Done to you, done to you?
What’s the prisoner done to you,
My fair lady!"

The screaming becomes more pleaful as if they are attacking her and she can't say help me...she is too young to have learned how you call for help, her mother always came running when she'd cry..why wouldn't the adults help her?

"Stole my watch and broke my chain,
Broke my chain, broke my chain.
Stole my watch and broke my chain,
My fair lady!

What'll you take to set him free,
Set him free, set him free?
What’ll you take to set him free,
My fair lady!"

This has been going on non stop every cry from this weeping and frightened child gets more and more harsh. What were they doing? Were the other kids really being so violent at the age they sounded?

"One hundred pounds will set her free,
Set him free, set him free.
One hundred pounds will set her free,
My fair lady!

One hundred pounds we have not got,
Have not got, have not got.
One hundred pounds we have not got,
My fair lady!

Then off to prison he must go,
He must go, he must go.
Then off to prison he must go,
My fair lady!"

A loud thud is heard and a cracking noise like the victim had been thrusted into some sort of wall.

"Alica? Alica are you ok?" Her eyes blinked open filled with tears. The children had bashed her around forever and she'd fought so hard to escape, but only more would gang up on her. The teacher looked at her not really seeming that concerned as much as stern look for playing violently.

"Alica? Alica get up..." this teacher's voice got more command in it as she'd grabbed the girl by the arm...What had she done? They asked her to play...they never asked her to play. Why did all the children have fun when she was off on her own playing with imaginary friends? She started to cry more and the teacher shook her.

"You'll learn to play those types of games then won't you?" She looked at the other kids and they took off running as the recess bell rang. Alica had gotten put in time out...For what? For being attacked? Why was she attacked?

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Now we are in present day and a man sits in the corner hugging onto a teddy bear cuddling and petting the thing as he slowly and manically says a rhyme.

"Ring around the rosies
Pocket full of poesies
Ashes, ashes, we all fall down

Ring around the rosies
Pocket full of poesies
Ashes, ashes, we all fall down....

Then he starts twitching ripping off the head of the bear and rocking violently back and forth.

Nursery rhymes are said, verses in my head
Into my childhood ...they're sspoon fEd
Hidden violence revealed, darkness that seems real
Look at the pages that cause all this evil

He takes a deep breath and holds his head, slowing down again.

One, two, buckle my shoe
Three, four, shut the door
Five, six, pick up sticks
Seven, eight, lay them straight

London bridge's falling down, falling down, falling down
London bridge's falling down, my fair lady...

Again he twitches seeming frightened becoming more violent with his movements.

Nursery rhymes are said, verses in my head
Into my childhood they're sspoon fed
Hidden violence revealed, darkness that seems real
Look at the pages that cause all this evil

He breaths heavily looking around the room seeing letters that are signed Joanna Blood, and posters of Josie pleasure, then letters that had been a draph of what was written to Mistress Pain. His hair streams into his face the strands a deep black crawling over him giving the image a spider might have. He softly lets his eyes wonder over his surroundings...

Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
this old man came [whisper] rolling home

With the words she jumps up bashing his head with the melody in his head as he screams and thrashes about.

Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home!
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home!
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home!
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
this old man came...

He stops at a poster of Josie and freakishly looks at her saying...

Mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snnnn...

The words had been etchy and very hard to understand...then he screams them as he rips down her poster and tears it in half continuing his rampage.

Mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow!
Baa baa black sheep, have you any wool?
Mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow!
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full.
Mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow!
Baa baa black sheep, have you any wool?
Mary had a little lamb!

He sees the letters that had been scribbled and distorted writing to Mistress Pain and his eyes grew with a red hatred. He rips them apart and shoves them in his mouth as he still screams and spits them out.

Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full.
Mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow!
Baa baa black sheep, have you any wool?
Mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow!
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full.
Mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow!
Baa baa black sheep, have you any wool?
Mary had a little lamb!
Yes sir, yes sir [white trash coon]

Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone

He steps near the table...

Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone!

The letters from Joanna Blood were laying there...

Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone!

He picked one up and was about to do the same as he'd done to Pain's when he stopped saying the words out of habit.

Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a ....

He froze thinking...Joanna....His eyes follow the letter and what it was replying to her remembered...

(Yo Jo,

hehe that rhymes, We should adopt you! but then again I don't want you exposed to what I go through...if I could breath I would but with my dad just leaving and Loren going to live with him...I'l really all my mom has now. So I let her suffocate me...but...um. I thought about going out for football it sounds cool..sept girls are not allowed..I just have to get permission, I really hope my mom signs this. I like it takes major upper body strength and you can just drill through people with tackles. I mean there is more to it then only what I said, but I'm not sure how to describe it to you. If ya want I'll keep ya up to date, if they put you in another home send me your address so I can still write you...please.

OOO .. Would put and X but better not hehe

Laters,
Al)

He sighs now flopping down on the floor crossed legs to read what Joanna wrote.

(Hey,

I don't think your parent can handle me, not many people can, they say they can't cope with what i do, well nothing is happening yet with me in this so call new foster family, there still talking about it. This football sounds cool, but a lot different then what's over here that's for sure. I think people are starting to notice that i'm writing alot and they are cat calling me about it, now couple of them are in hospital idiot they should know not to come in on my stuff now they locked me in my room, i crawled out the window, then they put me on lock down so i have person on my watch 24/7

Take care
Your mate,
Joanna
OOOOOO)

His lips grinned softly seeing the "o" marks since he didn't want to put the kisses symbol he'd made himself put only "o" He shuffled the papers and seen what he thought was going to make him cry, he read out loud.

"I found another side of me...
Someone that helps me see...
All the things I've wanted to be...
Though it's like we're worlds apart...
This is someone inside my heart...
I could never impart
how I can't live without her words
Without her thoughts
and without her existence...
I hope someday I can hear her say
that she feels the exact same way..."

....."um...I wonder if she still has that tape?" He looked over and grabbed his guitar wondering why blood was stained onto it. He plucked the strings then started playing....The guitar strums gently then flowing into step like sounds from high to low then back down as his soft voice starts to sing over top of it.

If I picked you a rose would you take it
people say life is what you make it
Going to school, growing up...on and on it would never stop
I felt so trapped in a world I didn't belong
That was till you came along

He takes a break strumming in a simple little melody that is rythmetic, but steady more so then slow..

and I used to think that there would never be
anything out there for me
but then I sent you a letter and got one in return
now letters from you is all that I yearn
My heart beats faster
it's like a slave to his master, The Letters that come from Joanna

Still he strums you can hear some giggling but for the most part he's trying to be serious and his nerves are wanting to cave in.

Every day I hope and I pray
that deep in your heart I will always stay
they call you a rebel, don't show you respect
but in my mind I'll never regret
those paper and words in which we met...

He sits back though with nothing there to hold him... "She thinks she knows me? Nobody knows me...nobody even Knows Maxine for that matter....

(flashes back)

"Yeah...well I'm really only wanting a chance to snub it to Josie that I "own" you ..hehe...I'm serious Alex...I don't care what you do when I win."

"Really? Why though...I mean others actually want me....and I'm like..."

"like Oh my GOD..." She laughed "I want you to want you...then I really don't care what you do...just...ugh...please just promise to not end up like I found you the other day please."

He was curious as to why she was being super nice, normally she played mind games...perhaps she was serious? "Since when have you been nice?"

She pulled up her boot as she was trying on her old ring gear smirking and tossing back her hair. "I'm always nice...why do you want to see me mean?"

He giggled and shook his head his smile wrinkling his face. He thought it must have made him look dumb, but in reality Maxine thought it made him cute since it was his true personality... "Ok...well go off then...Rage is inside with Natalie and I need alone time to meditate." He ran off seemingly Skippy not like she had seen him, she wished she could have known him longer...but she was sure of one thing... "Still a kid...he'll always repress that inside himself..." She looked down slightly sad in the thought."I remember my mother dying...I was younger...Rage said it's ok....Loren said he thinks it will do him good...I just hope I can help him. ...............he needs a mother." She stood up and walked off...

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"Riot's contract on the line...Ohhhh please heaven help us and save us from the women that tossed their hats into this one. Who is AJ Riot? Who was Alexander Stone? Does anybody remember Alica Jean Biddletone?"

The voice paused letting the non existent people have a chance to answer.

"Yeah seems nobody remembers...Does Alex remember? EVERY FUCKING DAY!"

He screamed losing his pose and breath with the outburst then chuckled like a demonic clown the sound of his tongue licking over his blood thirsty lips it seemed.

"Josie wants a toy...but is Riot her boy? Pain is seeking love...but is a self seeking snob...OHHHHHH and Joanna...yes does she know Alica? I bet you she'll sware up and down she does."

A tisking sound is heard the vision of the shadow waving his finger in a disciplining way.

"You don't KNOW ALICA! You've only known what Alica allowed you to BITCH! Yeah a bitch! Get a fucking brain...then maybe you'd be able to understand!"

His voice turns to a begging tone.

"I just want you to understand...you'll never understand...you couldn't understand...WHY CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND?!?!"

He sucks in gasp of breath.

"Did you all think Maxine was so confident because she has an ego...NO...OH..I have a message straight from Riot himself...."

This man clears his throat.

"Fuck Pain...(don't know where that's been)...Fuck Josie...*wiggles eyebrows* Max is kinda cool....Fuck Joanna...(or did I?).....I'M OUT!"

Now he goes back to what he was saying.

"You pressed the button...don't you know when to lay off...cram it all in the head,...then you'll find yourself cold and dead..." He laughs again like a sick and twisted clow crazed for carnage. "Did that ref get a AIR JOT? ...Well like any of that past matters...YES IT DOES! YOU DUMBASS KNOW NOTHING OF THE PAST...eheheheh...."

A very dim light reveals the face painted man with a crooked grin and deep eyes. "BLANC ELIOT ADDIS!!! ...can you figure it out....what does that spell ...WHO AM I...the one how solves the riddle..I might allow to play fiddle...Owww...how sweet am I?" He smirks and salutes the viewers knowing the women might be watching all this.