Post by DARKSIDE on Nov 16, 2009 20:24:12 GMT -5
A video segment is shown in the week following the odd happenings with Angel in the AWF arena's parking garage. Nobody had seen or heard from the venomous vixen since the incident occured. A neural physician comes onto the screen and begins talking about Angel's condition.....
When Angel was brought in, she was suffering from a massive hemmorhage in her brain. No one is sure how she received such massive contusions since the AWF Angels are not allowed to use chairs and normal head trauma wouldn't cause this degree of damage. We performed an MRI on Angel's brain and what we saw was really unexpected....[/b]
Screenshots from the MRI are shown and several large dark areas can be seen, looking almost like the grasp of a large hand wrapping around from one side of her brain over to the other....
The pattern depicted was like nothing we had ever seen. With such wide-spread trauma, Angel is honestly lucky she's still alive.[/b]
The vignette ends and the image in the screen fades to black as gasps and the sounds of people talking in disbelief can be heard throughout the arena....
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Later that night, the arena's video screen lights up again, showing a backstage segment taking place inside the SIN locker room. The crowd cheers softly as they can see Angel in her bed being looked after by Minion. She has a damp cloth on her forehead and Minion is sitting next to her, talking quietly. Angel looks over, smiles and puts her hand on Minion's cheek. She tries to sit up, but only gets up halfway and grabs her head as it starts throbbing again. Nemesis, who is standing at the foot of Angel's bed, can be seen throwing her hands up and rolling her eyes before stomping out of the room in disgust. Minion stares Nemesis down as she walks out of the room and shrugs, but gets no response as the door slams loudly behind Nemesis.
Angel flinches as the loud slam echoes in her head. Minion gets up and says he's going to get her some ice chips and he soon leaves the room. Angel lays there unable to do much of anything due to her doctor's orders. She was told to take it easy for the next couple of weeks and then come back for more tests. The impatience is visible on her face. Angel lays there silent and motionless while waiting for Minion to return. However......
Suddenly, Angel begins moaning. She grabs her head and begins thrashing violently, falling out of the bed with a loud crash. Almost the same thing as before, a trickle of blood emerges from her nose and ears. She can see smears of blood on her face as she moves her hands away from her eyes. She screams NOT AGAIN!! NOT AGAIN!!! WHY?? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS???[/b]
It all ends just as quickly as it had begun. Minion and Nemesis rush into the room to find Angel rolling on the floor, hysterical and bleeding again. She is practically inconsolable. Minion kneels down and moves in to gather Angel in his arms, but she lashes out and punches him hard in the face. The force is enough to knock Minion over on his back. Angel is virtually rabid and foaming at the mouth as she springs to her feet and storms her way past Nemesis, shrieking MASTER....I WILL NOT FAIL! I.....WILL.....NOT......FFFAAAAAIIIIILLLLL!!!!!![/b] Angel leaves the locker room and can be seen staggering down the hallway, still reeling from the strange seizures that assaulted her mind and body just minutes prior.
Angel moves with purpose through the halls. She stumbles, needing to walk against the wall for support. Soon, she walks by the locker room of Sasha and Sabrina Sinister and bumps the door as she wobbles past the entrance. Sabrina peeks her head out and sees Angel staggering down the hall.
AYY!!! You there! What are you on about, deary? Get your arse back over here and explain yourself. You can't just...[/i]
Angel is up in Sabrina's face before the cocky Brit can finish her remark....
YOU?? You want to be the first?[/b]
Get outta me face, luv. You must be all snockered or something. And what's with all the blood on your face? Someone switch your tea bags with your tampons? Ha ha ha ha.... [/i]
Angel growls and grabs a handful of Sabrina's silky black hair, pulling her forcefully out of her locker room and leading her along down the hallway.
OOOWWWWWWW Oh, bloody hell! Le' go of me hair, you silly cow!![/i]
Angel just yanks harder as Sabrina squeals and tries to keep her footing as she is pulled down the hall...... Soon, Angel sees her destination and heads toward a room down at the end of the hallway....the GM's office!
Angel, with Sabrina in tow, storms into Riley Taylor's front office. His secretary begins to stand up after hearing the commotion coming down the hall. Angel rounds the corner and enters the room, snarling at the secretary and startling her. Angel tightly secures Sabrina's head under her arm in a stiff headlock and she kicks the door of the GM's office with her heavy white boots.
TAYLOR!! OPEN UP!![/b], Angel demands. Within moments, the door clicks and opens just a crack. Angel shoves her way into the office, still pulling Sabrina Sinister with her. At first, the GM makes the obvious assumption and thinks Angel was there to demand a match against Sabrina. Angel chuckles under her breath, cracks a devilish smile just before loosening her grip on Sabrina's head. Sabrina instantly wrestles herself free and stands back holding her head. She scowls at Angel and begins to say something, but Angel puts her hand up to silence her....
NO...."mister General Manager". It's not that simple. It's NEVER that simple. You see, what I want is a tag match....and I want Sabrina here.....as my partner![/b]
Mr. Taylor seems deeply confused and Sabrina is shocked speechless (for once). Angel giggles at their reactions and continues, looking over at her "hostage"...
This twisted little tea-bagger here is one fucked-up little skank. She'd even fight her own sister...and she HAS. It's gonna take somebody that messed up in the head to handle teaming with me in the frame of mind I've been in lately.[/b]
The GM nods and says he has seen her MRI scans, showing concern in his tone of voice....
Angel chimes in before he can say what she thinks he's going to say next...
Okay, okay. I know I'm not technically cleared to compete yet, but if I don't do this NOW, there might not BE a "later". You mortals and your modern medical quackery wouldn't understand!
You see, I soooooooo want to get my hands dirty with that sloppy ditch pig, Rachel one more time. I'm not done with her yet. Not by a long shot! But she's not the only one I want to feel my pain. No.......I also want.......SASHA SINISTER![/b]
Sabrina pipes up, Me dear old sister? Why the bloody hell do you want her?[/b]
Angel replies, Why? WHY??? WHY the fuck NOT? Besides, she reminds me of YOU. Better shut your trap, or you'll be NEXT, "luv".
So, Mr. Taylor.....what I'm suggesting is, me and Sabrina here....teaming up against Rachel and Sabrina's goofy little whore of a sister.[/b]
Angel strolls over to the side of the GM's chair, bends down and strokes Taylor's cheek, running her fingers through his hair and purring into his ear, Pretty please, "mister boss man"? It would make me feel soooooooooo much better.[/i]
(tag to the GM)
When Angel was brought in, she was suffering from a massive hemmorhage in her brain. No one is sure how she received such massive contusions since the AWF Angels are not allowed to use chairs and normal head trauma wouldn't cause this degree of damage. We performed an MRI on Angel's brain and what we saw was really unexpected....[/b]
Screenshots from the MRI are shown and several large dark areas can be seen, looking almost like the grasp of a large hand wrapping around from one side of her brain over to the other....
The pattern depicted was like nothing we had ever seen. With such wide-spread trauma, Angel is honestly lucky she's still alive.[/b]
The vignette ends and the image in the screen fades to black as gasps and the sounds of people talking in disbelief can be heard throughout the arena....
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Later that night, the arena's video screen lights up again, showing a backstage segment taking place inside the SIN locker room. The crowd cheers softly as they can see Angel in her bed being looked after by Minion. She has a damp cloth on her forehead and Minion is sitting next to her, talking quietly. Angel looks over, smiles and puts her hand on Minion's cheek. She tries to sit up, but only gets up halfway and grabs her head as it starts throbbing again. Nemesis, who is standing at the foot of Angel's bed, can be seen throwing her hands up and rolling her eyes before stomping out of the room in disgust. Minion stares Nemesis down as she walks out of the room and shrugs, but gets no response as the door slams loudly behind Nemesis.
Angel flinches as the loud slam echoes in her head. Minion gets up and says he's going to get her some ice chips and he soon leaves the room. Angel lays there unable to do much of anything due to her doctor's orders. She was told to take it easy for the next couple of weeks and then come back for more tests. The impatience is visible on her face. Angel lays there silent and motionless while waiting for Minion to return. However......
Suddenly, Angel begins moaning. She grabs her head and begins thrashing violently, falling out of the bed with a loud crash. Almost the same thing as before, a trickle of blood emerges from her nose and ears. She can see smears of blood on her face as she moves her hands away from her eyes. She screams NOT AGAIN!! NOT AGAIN!!! WHY?? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS???[/b]
It all ends just as quickly as it had begun. Minion and Nemesis rush into the room to find Angel rolling on the floor, hysterical and bleeding again. She is practically inconsolable. Minion kneels down and moves in to gather Angel in his arms, but she lashes out and punches him hard in the face. The force is enough to knock Minion over on his back. Angel is virtually rabid and foaming at the mouth as she springs to her feet and storms her way past Nemesis, shrieking MASTER....I WILL NOT FAIL! I.....WILL.....NOT......FFFAAAAAIIIIILLLLL!!!!!![/b] Angel leaves the locker room and can be seen staggering down the hallway, still reeling from the strange seizures that assaulted her mind and body just minutes prior.
Angel moves with purpose through the halls. She stumbles, needing to walk against the wall for support. Soon, she walks by the locker room of Sasha and Sabrina Sinister and bumps the door as she wobbles past the entrance. Sabrina peeks her head out and sees Angel staggering down the hall.
AYY!!! You there! What are you on about, deary? Get your arse back over here and explain yourself. You can't just...[/i]
Angel is up in Sabrina's face before the cocky Brit can finish her remark....
YOU?? You want to be the first?[/b]
Get outta me face, luv. You must be all snockered or something. And what's with all the blood on your face? Someone switch your tea bags with your tampons? Ha ha ha ha.... [/i]
Angel growls and grabs a handful of Sabrina's silky black hair, pulling her forcefully out of her locker room and leading her along down the hallway.
OOOWWWWWWW Oh, bloody hell! Le' go of me hair, you silly cow!![/i]
Angel just yanks harder as Sabrina squeals and tries to keep her footing as she is pulled down the hall...... Soon, Angel sees her destination and heads toward a room down at the end of the hallway....the GM's office!
Angel, with Sabrina in tow, storms into Riley Taylor's front office. His secretary begins to stand up after hearing the commotion coming down the hall. Angel rounds the corner and enters the room, snarling at the secretary and startling her. Angel tightly secures Sabrina's head under her arm in a stiff headlock and she kicks the door of the GM's office with her heavy white boots.
TAYLOR!! OPEN UP!![/b], Angel demands. Within moments, the door clicks and opens just a crack. Angel shoves her way into the office, still pulling Sabrina Sinister with her. At first, the GM makes the obvious assumption and thinks Angel was there to demand a match against Sabrina. Angel chuckles under her breath, cracks a devilish smile just before loosening her grip on Sabrina's head. Sabrina instantly wrestles herself free and stands back holding her head. She scowls at Angel and begins to say something, but Angel puts her hand up to silence her....
NO...."mister General Manager". It's not that simple. It's NEVER that simple. You see, what I want is a tag match....and I want Sabrina here.....as my partner![/b]
Mr. Taylor seems deeply confused and Sabrina is shocked speechless (for once). Angel giggles at their reactions and continues, looking over at her "hostage"...
This twisted little tea-bagger here is one fucked-up little skank. She'd even fight her own sister...and she HAS. It's gonna take somebody that messed up in the head to handle teaming with me in the frame of mind I've been in lately.[/b]
The GM nods and says he has seen her MRI scans, showing concern in his tone of voice....
Angel chimes in before he can say what she thinks he's going to say next...
Okay, okay. I know I'm not technically cleared to compete yet, but if I don't do this NOW, there might not BE a "later". You mortals and your modern medical quackery wouldn't understand!
You see, I soooooooo want to get my hands dirty with that sloppy ditch pig, Rachel one more time. I'm not done with her yet. Not by a long shot! But she's not the only one I want to feel my pain. No.......I also want.......SASHA SINISTER![/b]
Sabrina pipes up, Me dear old sister? Why the bloody hell do you want her?[/b]
Angel replies, Why? WHY??? WHY the fuck NOT? Besides, she reminds me of YOU. Better shut your trap, or you'll be NEXT, "luv".
So, Mr. Taylor.....what I'm suggesting is, me and Sabrina here....teaming up against Rachel and Sabrina's goofy little whore of a sister.[/b]
Angel strolls over to the side of the GM's chair, bends down and strokes Taylor's cheek, running her fingers through his hair and purring into his ear, Pretty please, "mister boss man"? It would make me feel soooooooooo much better.[/i]
(tag to the GM)