Family Meeting

A long, darkened hallway stirs without any activity until the sounds of foot steps draw near. They belong to the disturbed therapist, Dr. Stevie, who seems to simply appear due to the difficult viewing arrangement. With his hands folded in front of his chest, he gives a slight nod of courtesy. For the most part, he seems to have forgone his illusion of trying to look like a decent human being. He's dressed in dark medical scrubs, his long hair hangs downwards and dark rings have began to form underneath of his eyes.

Dr Stevie: "Greetings and thank you for your time this evening. My message is a simple one. Tonight is going to be a very successful night for our Family. CM Punk will retain his World Championship and I am about to introduce you to the two winners of the respective Rumbles.."

Another pair of shadows emerge at left and right of Dr. Stevie. Daffney who is grinning like the mad woman she is, dressed in strange combination of goth and ball room. Atop her head is black top hat with a ominous skull design in the middle. And on the other side is Raven, stoic and lifeless, ragged and tattered, like a scarecrow. His head is lowered and his hair hangs far past his shoulders.

Dr. Stevie: "Daffney and Raven. The next Woman's Champion and CM Punk's opponent at Wrestlemania. What a prosperous time this is going to be for all of us."

Daffney: "Oh! Oh! Is this going to be no rules like the one last month?!"

Daffney folds her hands together and hops up and down with overwhelming, giddy desire. She nod's her head vigorously, eyes wide and hoping for a positive confirmation.

Dr. Stevie: "No, I'm afraid not. Not this time."

Daffney releases a monstrous sigh as her posture drops to a slump, frowning deeply.

Daffney: "No fair, no fair! How am I supposed to mutilate anyone if I can't use toys?!"

Dr. Stevie: "You will just have to use your imagination won't you? Your creativity is one of your best qualities.."

A simple compliment from Dr. Stevie is all it takes to perk Daffney's mood straight back upwards.

Daffney: "I can do that! I'll rip all of those whores head's right off! Then I'll sow 'em back on the wrong bodies! I'll make zombies out of them! And when I'm done, I'll keep the rest of the pieces in the freezer until I feel like playing with them again! Ha hah ha HAHAAHAAAAA!"

This threat seemed to amuse The Scream Queen quite a bit as she begins to laugh her head off. Dr. Stevie nods with a bit of a smile.

Dr. Stevie: "Very eloquent, as always. ..Raven?"

The poet of the macabre lifts his head upwards, slowly cocking his head sideways while boring a whole through the camera in front of him.

Raven: "29 other men. 29 bodies. Helpless. Screaming. I'll become whatever they fear the most and terrorize them. I'll rupture their psyche until they are in their most helpless state, fetal and weeping. I'll divide them into pieces, sell them back and raise the price. I want the audience to shout "My God, what have you done?!" It's the most beautiful soliloquy I can imagine. So it is written, so it shall come to pass. Quote the Raven...nevermore..."

Pleased with his family member's statement's of carnage, Dr. Stevie once again nods to the viewer.

Dr. Stevie: "..Best of luck, ladies and gentlemen.."

- DR. STEVIE IS OUT-