Book of Lucy : Chapter 2

We, the Two Toned Mafia, had done precisely what we said we would. We came into Project Honor and completely made an example of Big Drip Productions. Now it was time for me to switch my focus.

A new year was coming and with a new year came new resolutions. When you think resolutions, most people think of quitting smoking or losing weight. Neither of them was a problem for me. My smoking wasn't a problem and I definitely didn't need to lose weight.

My resolution was to be more effecient in my conquest. To make sure each and every person I stepped into the ring with knew they had been a war and that they had lost said war. I vowed to make it look like a murder scene each and everytime I stepped into the ring. I was ready to completely reign with an iron fist.

It all began with a returning Kasey Winterborn. Someone who was no stranger to Project Honor and the wrestling world. Someone who seemed squeaky clean and someone who wasn't needed in my conquest. There is a darkness, deep within Kasey, it was my job to bring it out. More on that later.

Cecilia and I were here on a mission and the mission was well underway. We were on a crusade and, soon, Project Honor's superstars were in for a rude awakening if they didn't listen and heed our words. We were trying to save them but I don't think they understood that.

Big Drip Productions didn't understand. All they wanted to do was hide in a studio and make subpar diss tracks that made "Slim Anus" by Insane Clown Posse look like "No Vaseline" by Ice Cube. Big Drip, do you see the light now? Do you understand where it all went wrong?

I make a plea to Rock Johnson. Mr. Johnson, please stop putting your wrestlers in harms way. By placing those who are not ready for a challenge in the ring in my way, you are setting them up for failure. You are setting them up for a beating. Jesus, I refuse to call him by the C name, said "Forgive them for they know not what they do." Even though I don't like the man he had a point. You, however, know exactly what you are doing. I don't understand why.

Maybe you want a new roster to go with the new look and feel of Project Honor. Maybe you want a new, more exciting roster to fill up your two brands and to make sure you have the best of the best. Maybe you want to purge out the likes of Dagvald Riddick and usher in the likes of me.

Maybe your company is a failing entity and you try to hide it with fireworks and smoke screens. Maybe it is dissension behind the scenes between you and the board of directors. Maybe you like pushing the controversial and they want to build your company around morons like Kimberly Chase.

Maybe it is just, you bit off more than you can chew and the daily grind of this business is wearing you down. We all see the new wrinkles coming in on the daily, Rock. We all see how you definitely have aged in the time Project Honor has been open. We all can see how stressed you stay. None of that is a lie, is it Rock?

No. I think it stretches beyond that. I don't think it has to do with ratings or placement in the wrestling world. I think what it boils down to is fear. You fear you will lose the empire you have built. Many great empires have fallen like the Roman Empire. It was built in a massive timeframe and was struck down as if it never existed quickly. That is what is about to happen Rock and you simply can't stop it. It is all your fault.

You hired me and I am here to do a specific job. I am here to completely destroy your roster. I don't think you fully believe me or you don't fully understand the magnitude of what is happening here. You wanted entertainment and we brought you just that. Like the selling of any soul, there is a price. A price you must pay and, by signing the contract my name is on, you assume all liablity. You assume all responsibility of what happens to each and every individual I step into the ring with. You assume all liability to their family's when they never make it out of that ring.

I have no issue with the being I am. I am a muderer, an assaulter, and a brutalizer. Quite frankly, I am a bitch. All of that is true and I never claimed to be anything other than what I am. I never said I was some perfect being. Being the daughter of Satan kind of is a dead giveaway that I am a terrible person.

Even terrible people, however, have some good traits. I am a talented muscian and a talented wrestler. I am capable of love, ask Cecilia. I am capable of compassion when someone deserves it. No one in Project Honor, however, deserves compassion. No one deserves a second chance. They all deserve death.

Death of their inner character and death of the gifts they possess. They are all worried about being a champion and none of them are worried about advancing themselves as humans or advancing their species.

That is the problem with most humans. They lack simple compassion. They lack the emotions that once were common place on Earth. They lack the ability to look past the faults of their brethren and look at their own faults.

That is why I am here. I am here to make them see their own faults. I am here to make sure your company is pure. I am here to eradicate the pests and usher in a new era of Project Honor.

Are they ready? I sure as hell hope so, or else they will be doomed to fall at my feet.

Bow and grovel, peasants, bow and grovel!



Scene 1

The following is an excerpt from the Book of Lucy. It was found on the desk of Lucy Sixx so it is viewed by scholars, both believers and non believers alike, as religious text.

"Father, you keep lining them up and I keep knocking them down. You put Big Drip in front of me and I had no clue why. Upon further investigation, it became clear. They were the very embodiment of greed and you hid it at first. Well played old man.

I switch my focus to Kasey Winterborn aka Pride. They say Pride comes before the fall and Kasey's fall is all but guaranteed at Unbreakable Resolution. Kasey, I beg of thee, back out. Don't make the same mistake that Big Drip did. Don't put yourself in that position. Don't fail like the rest.

You have talent, that much is obvious. You returned last Proving Ground. The problem I have with you is your timing. You returned while Cecilia and I were celebrating our victory. We weren't given the chance to fully celebrate because you had to have your grand entrance. For that you are in the wrong. Your pride showed in that very moment.

You are someone who can have anything they want, and yet, you choose a death sentence. You choose to have your name tarnished with a loss to the daughter of the devil. For what? What does a loss to me gain you? I get it.

Ratings. You think you can come in and interrupt the Two Toned Mafia's celebration. You think you can just waltz back into this company and a huge parade will be thrown in your honor. I got news for you. It won't be raining confetti at Unbreakable Resolution. It will be raining blood. Your blood. I want to make you bleed buckets for your transgressions. I will break more than your elbow. I will break your spirit. I will break your body. I will break the pride that dwells within you.

You see, that is what this boils down to. Pride. There is a good amount of pride but when your confidence turns to cockiness, it has gone too far. You passed that line long ago, Kasey. You completely are either too blind, or too vain, to see how far gone you truly are. My bet is on the latter.

Kasey, you like to act like you are some beacon of hope, like the light you give off is a victory for the people. It is not. Your light is false and shrouded in a darkness. It has an evil sense about it and I see it. The question is, do you see it?

Kasey, you are nothing more than a sinner who is lost. I can help you find your way but all you have to do is follow me. Follow me to the edge of your own sanity. Follow me to the depths of a true hell and I can help you be rehabbed. I can bring you down a few notches, if you so will it.

Or there is option B. I can kill you in cold blood and let you experience Hell, first hand, for eternity. I can make it so you never question me, or anyone ever again. I can make sure your existence is a fond memory. You have an opportunity not many do. I am giving you the opportunity to live. I am giving you the chance to back out and save your own ass.

If you go forward with this match, you will not like the outcome. You will not like the pain and suffering I put you through. You will not like the hell I send your soul to. Many people in this business doubt me once. It is never more than once for once they fight me, they are forever changed. It is like an assassination of one's own self. It is time you see, like the others have seen, exactly who I am and what I am capable of.

Do you think I like hurting people? On the contrary, I only do what is necessary. I only hurt those who do not want my help in cleansing their being. I only hurt those who refuse to see the err of their ways. The question I pose to you, Kasey, is are you one of them? Are you someone who knows when you have fucked up? Want me to find out the hard way? Are you going to make me gut you like a fucking fish to find out? I will fucking do it.

I look at you and I see the epitome of overrated. I am tired of everyone around here acting like you are the second coming. Don't act like I didn't warn you. Don't act like I am not what your nightmares are made of. Don't act like I am not scary. People fear that which they do not understand. I know you don't understand me. I am a modern yet unique woman. I am unlike anything or anyone you have ever come in contact with.

I will end you and I won't think twice about it. I will completely change your life forever. Prepare yourself for the end of what you call a life. I don't intend on letting it continue."

The camera pans out to show me putting the final touches on the writing as I hear a knock at the door. I stand up and fix the pleats on my mini skirt. I smirk as I pick the ring box up placing it in my pocket and walk over to the door, asnwering it. There stands my lovely girlfriend, Cecilia Ortiz. She is adorned in a light pink sundress with black fishnet stockings. She is beautiful as ever. I kiss her as she enters the house. I smile as I look at her.

"Lucy, it isn't like you to invite me over spur of the moment. Normally you plan a lot of stuff out. Is everything ok?"

I nod my head in a happy manner as I speak.

"We are coming up on a new year, Cecilia. I am ready for us to have a life together."

Cecilia laughs as she smiles from ear to ear.

"Silly lady. We are having a life together."

I shake my head side to side as I begin to get nervous. Normally I am not like this but with her I am. I am a confident person but I could feel my hands beginning to perspire. A bead of sweat runs from my forehead and plops on the ground. I reach in my pocket and drop to one knee. I pull the ring out.

"Cecilia Ortiz. You are the greatest thing that has happened to me in this cold dark world. I am someone who quite simply doesn't trust easy but you are the only one I trust. I bought you this ring in hopes that you would marry me? Maybe?"

I close my eyes, fearful of what she was about to say. She looks at me as I open my eyes. She reaches out for my hand as I take hers and stand up. She smiles as she kisses me.

"Lucy, you are simply amazing. I will marry you!"

I smile as tears roll down my eyes. For once I was feeling happy about where my life stands and where it was heading. Cecilia is my happiness. She is my world. She is my everything. She is now going to be my wife and I couldn't be happier. Who needs a new year's resolution, when I have a new year's romance. Cecilia is all I needed. As I focus on Kasey Winterborn, I also had planning to do. Now was the time for the Two Toned Mafia to take over Project Honor, one victim at a time.


Epilogue

The stage was set. Kasey Winterborn versus Lucy Sixx at Unbreakable Resolution. The returning fan favorite vs the literal daughter of the devil. What could Kasey do that no one had tried thus far? What was it she would bring to the table that I hadn't had to deal with in the year I have been doing this. It had always been same shit different company. I didn't deal with it then and I wouldn't deal with it now.

It was always something I overcame and this would be no different. There would be no knight in shining armor. No super hero to eradicate the plague that is Lucy Sixx. I was determined to haunt the venues and halls of Project Honor for an eternity. I was ready to rain hellfire and brimstone down on Project Honor.

Kasey, keep thinking you are a savior and I would again prove why you are a mere mortal stepping way out of your league. You are trying to face a major league player while you still deserve to be in the bush leagues. You are someone who will never get ahead because your mouth and ego will always write checks you can't cash.

You can talk all the shit you want but until you back it up it means nothing. There is no point in which I would see you as anything more than a nuissance because you are like a mosquito to me. You want to use me to get ahead in this business and in life and I simply won't stand for it. I will swat you away faster than you broke your elbow.

As you lay your head down tonight remember that your life is coming to an end. I am here to collect your soul for your transgressions. I am here to make it all right. I am here to expose you as the sinner you are. Keep thinking you are something, Kasey, and I will continue to prove that you are nothing!

The following image pops up on the screen as the scene fades to black.