I want to play a little game... (Nicole)

[Lacey Cadavre]

Backstage: At LockUP! (Broadcasted for Ascension)

Lacey Cadavre is seen walking in front of a handheld video camera, through the backstage area. She was just victorious in her match against O'Shaunnessy... but, as she said to the Irish songbird before the cat devoured her... She was only a distraction. The real deal?

This is going to be fun.

Nicole Storm is seen passing where she was walking. Possibly to watch a match... possibly to get checked on by the trainer following hers. It doesn't matter. Lacey only needs two minutes.

The coast is clear. She springs forward, straight into the locker room of Nicole Storm, silently, injecting a needle into Nicole's young daughter, Denise. Taking her away from the scene, while the camera fades.

Present day. (Over the titantron to the GCW audience)

"Wouldn't you believe... you're not even the one that I'm after, Nicole Storm?

It's amazing... the lengths that some of us will go through just for another thrill...

Another hunt."

"MOMMA!!!!!!!"

The cries of Denise Storm are heard over the black screen before it fades in on an undisclosed location, still by poor quality, hand held camera. The dark face of Lacey Cadavre... in her clutches, holding the girls wrists tightly, wiping away some of her tears with her free hand...

Was Denise.

Lacey sneered at the screen.

"My... what a long week it has been, hasn't it Nicole?

GCW... where were they to help in posting fliers for your missing child in the biggest entertainment amber alert in television history?

A former women's champion, WORLD renowned... her daughter gone from her loving arms. And your parent company does nothing... hiding from the stain that an abducted child from under their securities would cause for them professionally. Leaving you in shambles.

Hahahaha.... I love it. Oh, the irony. Oh the suspense.

Wallace and Angel must enjoy these types of ratings. The soap operas both must sit on their fat asses behind their desks and watch must pale in comparison to this.

I have your attention, I don't even have to question it. I don't even have to question the audience. Pray who I want to see this is watching. In fact, call your British friend. She has something that I want.

Tell her... to order a simple pay per view. To see her friend in action. Don't tell her of Denise... let her find out for herself.

You give me what I want. I give you your daughter back. What I want... is for a simple phone call to be made. Call your "Finest" friend... tell her to turn on the telly...

To watch you. Against me. Enclosed in a Cell. Submission match.

You don't have a choice in accepting it or not. I can always walk away from my contractual obligations..."

She brushes her hand against the cheek of the scared girl, planting a kiss on her cheek...

"...Please... momma... I miss home!"

"Don't we all, Denise.

I walk away from my contract. I walk away from GCW. I walk away to my true employer... and Denise... and myself. Live happily ever after. Together. I'm sure we'll have loads of fun... her and I.

Make sure to call your shining Knight. By any means necessary."

The screen fades. She's sure a teary eyed Nicole Storm is watching on a monitor in the back, as the cameras are sure to find her...

[Nicole Storm]

Fucking Bitch ....

Is all that I can say as I watch Lacey on the TV monitor ... I can feel how my eyes get wet and how tears start to run down my cheeks as I grab my mobile phone. I am not sure what this all should mean … what it is about nor do I know why she is doing this to me… kitnapping my only daughter, my little angel … just to get my attention? … No it was even worse at that … I am not more as an puppet in this game of Lacey’s … she was talking about my “finest” friend and that I should call … my shining Knight? …

Liz?

I whisper the name of my former tag team partner Elizabeth Knight … what the fuck does this bitch want from her … and more important why is she using my little angel and myself to get in the mind of Liz … forcing her appear in a wrestling company again … even when she has left all this behind her months ago. I deal the number from Liz in my phone and wait that she picks up her phone …. But nothing happens … just a voice that tells me that this number isn’t used anymore.

I let out a … well let us just say it that way … what I said was not very lady like … something that Jessie Blair would say, but not me … I grab my adress book to look if I have used the wrong number … but no … that was the right number …fucking shit …ok … lets see if I got somebody in here who could help me … Sara Ashcroft … nope … Yuki Kenzo … nope … Michael Taylor … nope … Joe Bruiser … nope … Jon Pyro … gosh can’t believe that I still have his number … may he rest in peace … Heather … no aftername … mhmm can’t remember who that was … ah and here a number from somebody who might be able to help me.

I deal in the number in my phone and wait that she answers my call.

[Sarah Andrews]

A long hard cough escaped Sarah's lips as she reached for the phone laying nearby. The situation between Jon & Cassandra had pushed her capacity for drama to it's limits in a very short amount of time. The phone was retrieved into her grasp, bringing it to her ear slowly after realizing just whom was in pursuit of a conversation with her this evening. A raised eyebrow as she hadn't heard from Nicole since back in Toronto, months ago...

"Hel...Hello? Nicole?"

[Nicole Storm]

Sarah … listen up … I don’t have time to be nice and gentle so I am going straight to business. I need your help … or better said I need your help to locate somebody for me. I need to get in contact with Liz … there has a problem appeared … a big problem and as it looks like she is the only person who can help me … so if you have her phone number .. for gods sake give it to me …

I am sure that Sarah can hear that my voice isn’t as focused as usual and that I am sniffing like crazy properly helps me not much either … damn tears … god I hope she has the number from Liz or I am not sure what I should do this psycho bitch is even crazier as the other 2 psycho bitches that Jessie and Mikki had to deal with in their past.

[Sarah Andrews]

Sarah's mouth dropped instantly. She was looking for Liz? And Liz as well as her mentor whom was previously thought to be deceased both showed up here with a friend she hadn't seen in years, just a few days ago? Coincidence? Sarah didn't think so. Reluctant to offer anything she responded...

"Um...Nicole? I...I haven't seen her or talked to her in...Wow...Like months now. Since the end of the season in Toronto so..."

Her vision trailed across the room, swallowing hard as her thoughts began to ponder just what was truly going on here with these strange happenings abroad. She finished with...

"...I'm...I'm sorry, but I don't know how to get in contact with her. I figured you would before me anyway so..."

[Nicole Storm]

Damn it … do yo maybe know somebody who could have her current phone number? It is really urgent and important for me to get in contact with her. Please Sarah … if you know somebody who can help me …please tell me it is a life and death situation ….

Once again the tears start to flow … just at the moment after I have spoken out the words. Life and death … yes this is truly what it is about. Who knows what Lacey would do to my little angel …

[Sarah Andrews]

"Well I..."

Immediately her mind flashes a image of Jon's face...Was this directly tied to him resurfacing after nearly a year? This just couldn't all be a coincidence she thought. But before leaking any information at all, she thought it best to gage the severity of the situation beforehand...

"I really don't know Nicole but...What's wrong? I mean...Why are you looking for Liz anyway? What's going on there? Maybe I can help?"

[Nicole Storm]

What is wrong? WHAT IS WRONG?? … Are you kidding me? It was on Television …This psycho bitch Lacey kitnapped my daughter …and now I have to get in contact with Liz or she will hurt her … or even worse kill her and believe me when I am saying that she properly will do that. And to make things even worse I am not allowed to tell Liz what happnened exactly or Denise get hurt … Damn it … I don’t know what I should do Sarah.

[Sarah Andrews]

"Kidna..."

She couldn't even finish the statement seconds away from escaping her lips. Her hand clasped tightly around her own mouth silencing her efforts at a response. Her mind was a myriad of emotions instantly, hearing the emotion in Nicole's voice on the other end. Her breathing increased slightly, as she glanced around the room quickly, making eye contact with Cassandra, Elizabeth, Madison and Jon mere seconds after one another. Not knowing what to do in this situation, her eyes locked once again with Jon's, before bouncing towards Liz's, watching as she stood from her seated position, clearly curious as to what the phone call was all about.

The phone was lowered, her opposite hand covering the part of the phone so Nicole wouldn't hear the words soon to leave her lips as she looked to Jon again, a lump forming in her throat...

"I think...I think one of you may need to take this...It's...You...You just have to Jon...Or...Liz. One of you...It's Nicole. Something terrible has happened."

[alphaf]

She could see the stern look come over Jon's face when she glances over to him, unsure of what all of this could mean. A call... for her... here? Her phones were cut off months ago! How could anybody find her. Slowly, she approaches, seeing Jon leave the room.


"H-... hello?"

[Nicole Storm]

Liz? … Is that you?

I am surprised to hear the voice from my former tag team partner on the other side of the line. Sarah said she doesn’t know where Liz is, and now I am talking to her? What that suppost to mean? … But this is nothing I am to worried about at I am to concerned about the safty from my daughter.

Liz, listen up … you have to come to the next PPV … its really urgent, buy a ticket and come to the PPV … please it is really important that you do that.

[alphaf]

"Nicole? I... I can't do that! You don't understand... I shouldn't even be talking to anybody over the phone right now... or, even face to face at this point. You have no idea... how badly... I cannot stress, that I shouldn't even be talking! What PPV? Back to APW? I can't leave... I...

You wouldn't believe me if I told you. And I can't. I'm already risking too much..."

[Nicole Storm]

Listen up Liz … You have to come to the PPV and no its not APW … it’s the new company I am working for GCW. But that is not the point … you really have to come it’s a life death situation and without you I am afraid it could go out in a very worse way … you just have to believe me … please come …. Liz

[alphaf]

*Sigh*... Nicole... it's a life or death situation if I leave. Whatever is going on, I'll be watching. I cannot leave though. You don't understand... and I'm very sorry for this..."

She hangs up the phone, disconnecting it's cord from the wall before burying her head in her hands. She did hated every fibre of her being for just now doing this.