Play Time is Over

The scene opens up in a dark meadow. Nothing but shadows and trees stretching for miles on end...not even anything remotely close to being considered a sign of intelligent life. As we go further into the desolate woodlands, it somewhat resembles something that could be considered to be straight out of The Blair Witch Project.



We soon come upon a decrepit old cabin. The structure looks as though it hasn't been used in years. A lot of the building seems to have fallen apart due to the passing of time. You can tell it is in disarray just by looking at it. Suddenly squeaking noises are heard as the door opens. We see a dark shadowy figure exiting the old house which looks more ominous thanks in part to the ever descending darkness and the crackling flames of a nearby campfire a few feet away.

We begin to see that the figure that came out of the house was a female. Due to the thickening darkness and fog, we can not quite make out who it is just yet. The mystery woman makes her way over to the campfire and takes a seat on a near by fallen log. She has a black leather satchel in her hand, the contents unknown. She slowly opens it as we hear her speaking in an ancient dialect, apparently chanting.

She dips her hand inside and pulls it out back out. Looking closer, we see that the mystery woman is holding a large amount of gold dust in her hand. She goes over to the fire, still chanting softly in the unknown dialect which we now know to be Haitian Creole.

Unknown Woman

Bondye nan tan lontan, yo tande rèl mwen
Nou tout ki gen règ latè a, lanmè ak nan syèl
Patisipe nan yo rele jenn fi soumèt ou a
Ban m 'pouvwa ou a fè fanm fèb rale

Sonbr mitan lannwit, mete sa yo enkonveti yo deyò
Konfèr m 'avèk fòs kouraj ou pou pou genyen sa a goumen kont
Antite ki moun sou sa yo wa peyi Jida weaklings
Pèmèt ou jenn fi fè yon sèl ki sot pase a ki toujou rete

*translation: Gods of old, hear my cry
You who rule the earth, sea and sky
Attend to your humble maiden's call
Give me your power to make weak women and little boys crawl

Darkest night, put these unbelievers to flight
Endow me with your strength to win this fight
Entities whom over these weaklings reign
Allow your maiden be the last one who remains*


The woman, who is wearing a dark crimson and black hooded robe with crushed red velvet lining, leans towards the fire stretching out her hands. Inside her hands is the aforementioned golden dust. She blows the dust into the flames, which causes it to grow and leap towards the sky. It is then that the woman, with a satisfied smirk on her face, decides it is time to reveal herself to the world. She slowly pulls the hood down from her head.

The woman's green eyes sparkle with the flames reflecting in them. Her facial features show indifference, fearlessness and utter determination. Soon long auburn locks are visible. She throws the hood back from her head and it is revealed that the mysterious woman is none other than the newly focused Serai Leone. An evil smile forms on her lovely features as she replays in her mind the loss to Rosalie on Battle Grounds a few weeks ago.


Serai Leone/Dark Seduction


I bet no one expected to see me back, huh? Did you really think that putting me in no win situations would hold me down? Did you really think that making sure that I lost week in and week out in front of capacity crowds would seriously deter me in my quest to be the top Diva? If you thought that you have gotten rid of me, let me clue you assholes in on a little secret. Come closer...I won't hurt you...at least not right now.

The camera man take intrepid steps towards Serai. The crew member's fear intensifies with each step he takes. The closer he gets, the more terrified he becomes. He's not sure what to expect as it is only him, two other camera crew people and a seemingly harmless Serai out in the middle of nowhere.

Serai Leone/Dark Seduction


Wanna hear my secret? Well here it is: all that occurred before my 'abrupt departure' did not destroy me in the least. It only helped speed along the inevitable. You see while I was gone, I ran into a "woman" who has a history with many promotions such as ECW and the like. Her name, you ask? Of course I will tell you. Her name is the Dark Goddess, Cheyenne Fier.

The crew members tremble at the mention of the tall Amazon like Cheyenne. The memories of the power she wields causes them to shake even the more.

Serai Leone/Dark Seduction


You see, Cheyenne helped me to realize what my true purpose is. She made me see where I went wrong since coming here. Instead of pandering these fans who didn't once think to see how I was doing while I was gone, I should look out for one person and one person only. Who is that one person you might ask? That person is me. For far too long, I have been the nice little Diva who plays by the rules and helps others get put over. "Isn't Serai so sweet to give up what should be her opportunity so that this Diva or that Diva can get the spotlight?" "Look at how available Serai makes herself."

The fury radiates from her body as she continues to talk. The fire in her emerald green eyes mirrors the flames that are in front of her. Rage and malevolence are heard clearly in her voice. This is not the Serai Leone we saw walking into IWF a few months ago. This Serai is darker, more intense.

Serai Leone/Dark Seduction


Beno...how nice it is to see you inside the ring again. I don't think we have seen each other since that match you had with Lya back in EWE. Oh yes, I know all about that match. I was there in the audience after all. That heinous attack you executed on her just to prove a point...she hasn't forgotten that and neither have I. Let's just say that I am so looking forward to taking your ass out once and for all.

I am no longer out to please people who don't give a damn about me. I am out to make a lasting legacy unlike you who is looking only to pander to management whims. You may say I didn't do anything to deserve this shot. Apparently management thought otherwise. Obviously they felt that I earned a shot or else I wouldn't be in this match. If I were you, I would choose my words more carefully. I have a feeling your very words will come back to bite you right in your misogynistic male chauvnist ass. When I am done with you, there will be nothing left for the crowds to adore then.

The rage on Serai's face is evident as she continues to look on towards Nowhere to Run. Her mind goes on to the next target: Kevin Hardaway.

Serai Leone/Dark Seduction


Kevin, Kevin, Kevin. Still think you have a chance, huh? We can all see through your false bravado. You are nothing more than a scared little boy claiming to be the best in the game. You think that you will really fare well in this match? I hate to break it to you..wait not really..I am rather quite enjoying this to be honest with you. You have no chance in Hell of leaving Nowhere to Run with that title shot. I can guarantee you a couple of things though. You will be going to Hell, that's for sure. This will be your living nightmare but you won't be making it out of the arena the way you came in. You may walk in but you won't be walking out.


You call yourself a fighter? Who told you that bullshit? Frankly whoever told you that lied. You may be a lot of things but a true fighter never came close to being one of them. Your delusions of grandeur have blinded you to the truth. You are a coward in every way. Wait a minute, didn't my man just run your ass out of IWF? Hell you shouldn't even be in this match.

Serai moves on to the next target in the match. Rosalie Knight. The last that was heard from Rosalie was that she requested her release for undisclosed reasons. Yet it seems as if she is still in the running. If Serai had anything to do with it, no one would hear from her or about her ever again. She would see to that.

Serai Leone/Dark Seduction


Ahh Rosalie. It has been what? A few days since anyone last saw you grace the halls of IWF? Did you quit not long ago like Hardaway did? So you missed the cheers of the crowd, huh? The feel of the spotlight greeting you as you walk out onto the stage and down to the ring? Missed being the center of attention?


Figured as much. It is women like you who make me sick. You think you run the show and that the whole world lives to make you feel entitled to what you get. Let me ask you a question, Rosalie? How many of those fans who claim to adore you actually thought once about you while you were away? Hmm? Did even one of them send you a card or a Facebook message letting you that you mattered? Thought so. Just another glory hog looking to reclaim their fifteen minutes of fame.

Next on the list: Anna Stone and Britany Four Eyes. What is with these women. Someone really needs to work on their creativity. Serai shakes her head in disgust.


Serai Leone/Dark Seduction


Anna Stone. Another unlikely contender. So how much money did you pay out in order to get into this match? 3? 4? 5 million dollars? Seriously Anna, you should have just stayed at home with your family. Oh by the way, my condolences on your loss. You have no business in the ring. You are better suited to work behind the desk, not inside a wrestling ring.

Oh I haven't forgotten you, Britany. Actually you really never crossed my mind to be quite honest. I mean since I have been here, I never once heard your name mentioned even once. I mean what is it that you do here anyway? A Diva? Really? Hmm never once seen you in the ring. You shouldn't be too much of a threat in my opinion.

A sadistic, evil smile plays across Serai's face as her mind falls on her last opponents. They are none other than Tyson Rowle, Alfred Johanssen and Sean Libby. The ones who may pose the most viable threat to her achieving her goal.

Serai Leone/Dark Seduction


Finally we have more fan favorites. Alfred Johanssen. Sean Libby. Tyson Rowle. You three are in for a surprise. You have no idea of what I am truly capable of. Please don't mistake my size for weakness. I took on bigger men than you and came out on top. I possess more power than you thought possible for one woman to use. Word of advice, ladies and gentlemen. This is not for the faint of heart and I am not the Serai you expect to see. Be warned. Be prepared.