One Missed Call (Trish, Zero)

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The scene open in the familiar surroundings of the Kings of Hardcore locker room, where Warren and Renegade are relaxing after their latest victory. Warren rises from his seat, picks up his cell phone and hits one of the auto-dials.

R: Make mine a pepperoni.

W: Pizza can wait, I've got a personal call to make first.

He waits a few moments.

W: Damn, it's gone to answer phone.

A few more moments.

W: Hey Trish, it's Warren ... figured I'd give you a call and see how you're holding up after that attack on your brother ...

R: It's a shame we didn't get to join the festivities on this occasion!

W: Shut up, this is important! Yeah ... so, if you need someone to talk to about how you're feeling and stuff ... well, I'm offering my services. I'm sure I can put a smile on your face for a change ... so ... um ... call me?

And with that Warren snaps the phone shuts and rejoins Renegade in the seating area.

R: So how long till the pizzas get here?

(TAG / FADE)

[MattyAC]

5 minutes later.

As Renegade shouts at the TV as he gets teabagged on Call of Duty 4 and Warren is catching up on his poetry books, a knock a heard from the door of the Kings of Hardcore.

Renegade: PIZZA TIME!!!

Warren: Bout time too, poetry can work up one’s appetite. Come in!

For ten whole seconds, silence evades the room... nothing happens. Warren shouts out towards the door again, but still nothing.

Renegade: Is the pizza guy deaf?

Warren: Must be, I’ll grab the pizzas off him and show him how to do his job right.

Warren gets up from his seat and walks over to the door. Just as he puts his hand on the door handle, his cell phone goes off in his right trouser pocket. He releases the door handle and reaches down into his pocket and pulls out his cell. He answers the call.

Warren: The one and only Warren here...

Then, in one swift moment, the door smashes open into Warren, knocking him over to the other side of the room, crashing into the wall. Renegade quickly gets up from his seat and looks over towards his fallen partner, but soon changes his focus to a blur charging towards him. He feels the full force of a spear, his back hitting the hard floor beneath him. Renegade lays on the floor knocked out, while Warren starts to regain his focus and awareness on what just happened. As he lifts himself off of the floor, he is suddenly forced backwards straight into the wall, feeling a tight grip around his neck. He looks towards the figure, which appears as no other than Trish Extreme.

Trish: You’ve messed with me.... my family this past month, and NOW you’ve gone and crossed that line where.... not many people have crossed before, so you will get the pleasure of seeing what a PISSED OFF bitch can really do...

In one swift movement, Trish Ex-Cuts Warren onto the floor, taking extra care that Warren’s skull takes the full force. Trish stands back up as quick as she took Warren out and looks over the damage she’s done. Then, she turns away and walks off, but not before stopping and uttering some final words, whether or not the Kings can hear her.

Trish: Oh by the way boys, stop calling me.... the ringtone for you guys is annoying.

(Tag/Fade)

[Werwulf]

The camera cuts to a black and white feed, with 'OCWtv' in the lower corner. The scene is of the Coffin Puppets and a third person lounging in a hot tub. Suddenly a phone rings and Wulf picks up the receiver.

Werwulf: This had better be good.

Muffled sounds come from the other end.

Werwulf: You're kidding right?

Manticore: What? ... Come on, what is it.

Werwulf: sighs Alright, make sure they're cleaned up and bring them here. It's fucking pointless to have a private locker room if the damn door is never locked. Yes, I mean bring them now, christ. Right. Bye.

He clicks the phone off and tosses it onto the table near the tub.

Manticore: Let me guess, Warren and Gade got jumped?

Werwulf: Yep, and by none other then lil Miss Trish too.

Manticore: chuckling Figures, bet Warren had a chubby the whole time.

Werwulf: Heh, that's a guarantee. sighs Alright, sorry to cut the party short, but Alexander found em and is bringing them here, so I suggest we get ready.

Wulf stands and exits the hot tub, and the camera suddenly catches a glimpse of a bright white moon. He wraps a towel around himself before handing one to Core, who has just stood and started to exit. The third person, whose face still hasn't been seen, remains.

: I think I'll stay just alil bit longer, still alil tense from training earlier.

Manticore: smirking Just remember the Breeders are coming, so clothes are required.

The third person leans their head back, laughing slightly as Core reaches out and rubs on their short cut hair. He then proceeds after Wulf as the camera zooms in on the third parties right hand, focusing on a strange symbol on their middle finger, an ankh, before cutting to static, and then black.