The Return

by **Shadow Demon** July 17th 2009, 6:44 am

-3:05 PM, Northwood West, Gapingtown Railway-

Rouge and Tom sat in the rushing train. Tom was asleep, and Rouge was looking out the small window on the wall, gazing out at the countryside. She couldn’t stop thinking about Shadow. Was he ok? Had he escaped? Where was he now? She was getting nervous. It was only a matter of time before the train stopped and the cargo was dropped off. How long did they have? Rouge sat down and let out a long, loud sigh. Then, a strange thing began to happen. Tears began to well up in her eyes. “Who am I kidding?!” She thought. She had seen what Shadow had done. He had taken off the fuel cap of the Black Scorpion’s four wheel drive. So they would get him either way. That was just his method of saving time. What if the fuel had caught onto the gas? What if the four wheel drive blew up? All Rouge could do was sit down and weep.

-3:20 PM, Northwood East, Black Scorpion Hideout-Main Control Centre-

Black Scorpion 1
Three cheers for us!

Black Scorpions
Hip, hip, hooray! Hip, hip, hooray! Hip, hip, hooray!

The Black Scorpion’s were celebrating inside the Main Control Centre, drinking beers and eating pizza.

Black Scorpion 2
So did you really kill Shadow?

Black Scorpion 1
Of course I did! I put a bullet right between his eyes! Or should that be, bullets?

Black Scorpion 1 laughed and slapped Black Scorpion 2 on the back. Black Scorpion 2 nodded and walked off. Then Black Scorpion 1 called for quiet, and the rest of the group instantly obeyed him, as he was the longest running member before the now dead Black Scorpion Leader, and seemed to be covering for him.

Black Scorpion 1
We, the Black Scorpion gang, come here today to celebrate the death of one of our greatest enemies; the giant fool that is Mr. Shadow Demon!

The crowd cheered and whistled, before Black Scorpion 1 called for quiet again.

Black Scorpion 1
This dirty, cheating fool dared to kill our leader, a man who had run this joint for near twenty years! He stopped our plan that would give us thousands upon billions of money, and also killed many of our closest brothers. Now, let’s-

But before Black Scorpion 1 could finish, a loud voice cut in.

???
That’s not being very nice...

All of the Black Scorpions twirled around; looking for the source of the voice, but no one could find it. Suddenly, they heard a loud noise outside the Control Centre. They all rushed out the door and into the car park, only to find a small metal playing card. Black Scorpion 1 walked forward and looked at it. It was a joker card. His face turned to rage and he tore the card up savagely, before shouting out.

Black Scorpion 1
You’re dead Demon!! I saw you die!!

Then, a figure dropped down onto the rubble of the car park, a few meters from the group. It was none other, than Shadow Demon.

Shadow Demon
Miss me?

Black Scorpion 1’s face turned to a mix of disbelief and rage. He charged at Shadow Demon, but Shadow instantly pushed him back with an unnatural force. His powers, it seemed, had returned. Black Scorpion1 flew into the group, knocking them all down like bowling pins. Shadow then laughed, turned his back to them, and rushed out of the car park. Once outside, Shadow knew he had to find Rouge, and find her fast. Those Black Scorpions wouldn’t be kept down for long, he thought. Shadow had to find a method of travel quickly. Suddenly, he saw it. One of the Black Scorpion’s had left their motorbike out of the car park, most likely by drunkenness. It wasn’t running, but the keys were in the ignition. He pulled the bike up, hopped on, and turned it on. He then put the pedal to the metal, and sped off into the night.

Back in the car park, the Scorpion’s had recovered and were rushing out of the car park in their four wheel drive’s. They drove up the ramp and out onto the road. They put on a tracker they had put on all their vehicles a while ago, because that, the Scorpion’s knew, was the only way Shadow had gotten out that quickly. Sure enough, as they activated the GPS, they saw a track leading to a little dot that was one of their motorbikes. Below the dot were a few details about the bike, it’s owner, what type it was, when it was purchased, it’s number plate, etc. The name under the bike read: “Miles Champion”. As a Black Scorpion was looking at the GPS, Black Scorpion 1, whose name was Kiefer, leaned over from the passenger seat and looked at the GPS.

Kiefer
Miles...oh Miles you little asshole...

Kiefer swung away from the GPS and glared into the back seat where Miles sat. Miles’ face was twisted in fear, and Kiefer took out his gun, and shot Miles straight in the face, before opening the back door and throwing him out. Kiefer looked around at the others before dusting his hands off.

-3:40 PM, Northwood Central, Gapingtown road-

Shadow desperately weaved his way through the traffic, trying to catch a glimpse of the train. Suddenly, Shadow saw a shadow way up at the end of the railway. It wasn’t moving. The train must’ve stopped for some reason, he thought, and sped off the road, and onto the train tracks, just as the train began moving again in the distance. The bike crunched up the dirt and gravel as Shadow drove it alongside the railroad. Suddenly, he felt a presence behind him. He looked behind him a saw about four black four wheel drives behind him. They were on either side of the railway, and all chasing him. Shadow knew who was inside those four wheel drives. He had anticipated this. Shadow took out a grenade he had secretly stolen from the Black Scorpion hideout when he had shown up.

He turned back, bit off the top, and threw the grenade, hard at one of the four wheel drives. The grenade smashed through the window shield, and fell onto the lap of the driver, who barely had time to squirm before the grenade off, blowing the car to hell. As the four wheel drive exploded, the others wheeled quickly out of the way. They had seen the grenade, and all managed not to get damaged. Shadow looked up ahead. He was catching the train. It had been slow to start up again, and Shadow wasn’t too far behind it now. Then the Black Scorpion’s began to fire. He knew they would, so he stretched out his hand, and pushed them back with his power, sending them flying into their own vehicles. Eventually, Shadow made it to the end of the train.

Inside the train, Rouge looked up to see what was going on behind the train. To her amazement, she saw Shadow Demon on a motorbike, trailing the train, and the now three four wheel drives trailing him. She screamed and awoke Tom, who shared her excitement when he saw Shadow.

Rouge
I knew he wasn’t dead!

Shadow managed to reach the carriage Rouge was on, but then, disaster struck. One of The Black Scorpion’s managed to shoot Shadow’s back tire. The tire deflated like a balloon, but Shadow managed, as he was falling back, to leap off the bike, and grab onto a ladder on the very last carriage of the train. Shadow climbed up to the top of the carriage, pushing bullets away as he did so, and making his way to Rouge’s carriage. Suddenly, Kiefer leaped out of his four wheel drive, and onto the ladder, he climbed up, and ran up to Shadow Demon, a samurai sword in hand.

Kiefer swung the sword at Shadow, who managed to duck it, grab him by the neck, and hold him in front of him, just as a barrage of bullets, intended to hit Shadow, slammed into Kiefer. Shadow then pushed Kiefer off the side of the train, and threw another grenade at the rest of the four wheel drives. Shadow then smashed the window of Rouge’s carriage with the sword, and swung into it, just as the grenade flew into the path of the four wheel drives and exploded, sending them all flying...

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Shadow Demon
What a week this is for me. I have a match on all three shows this week, one against Mexican Samurai, one against Chuck Matthews, and a big thrown together brawl that includes my opponent for Resurrection of Respect, “The Entity” Brenton Cyrus. But, in this Roleplay, I shall be addressing my opponent for Friday Fusion, The Mexican Samurai. Samurai, a lot about what you said in there was true. I have never won a championship of high importance in this fed, and that time me and you teamed up, was one of the best matches I’ve had.

:But answer me this..:

Shadow Demon
How can I be a nobody in this federation, when I’ve spent nearly as much time as you in it?! How can I mean nothing to NLWF if I’ve contributed so much to it? Yes, I may not have won any major titles, but at least I come here and RP week in week out. I am not a lost soul, I am not a gatekeeper, sure, I may have been like that back then, but now, I’m ready to sacrifice everything to get to the top. “Who is Shadow Demon?” I’ll tell you who the fuck Shadow Demon is: he’s the man who’s going to kick your ass this week on Legacy!

:We’re not really that different:

Shadow Demon
Let me say this: We’re both underrated. You got no respect even when you defeated Havoc for the Universal championship, and I barley had any respect back then, this is highlighted by the fact that, I should have been Universal champion. I should have won that triple threat match at War Games, but no, I had to get screwed while you got the opportunity to face Havoc in front of your home crowd. Let me ask you, Samurai, how did that feel? Was it the best feeling you ever had? Like you were on top of the world? I want that feeling so bad, I’m willing to give my all against Cyrus to get it.

:Card games?:

Shadow Demon
Look, maybe I am in the middle right now, maybe I am. But, where are you Samurai? Where are you in that pack of cards? You may be Universal champion, but I’ve realised that championship is practically nil in terms of prestige. It’s been tainted by short reigns by Havoc and Shayne Wolf, and Tails, who we can both agree, should have never held that belt. Face it, Samurai; you were nothing before you beat that retard Havoc for the title. Samurai, this week on Fusion’s first ever show, I am going to prove that I am better than you, that I have the ability to go a step higher than you, just like I will at RR, when I do something you could never do: beat Brenton Cyrus.