Avric's Letter

Boy Bakla stared upon the unnatural letter before it, just holding it in its hands gave Bakla chills...

Boy Bakla: "Well this Arvic guy seems verrry interesting, creepy but interesting... I wonder how he looks underneath that hood... Mmmm...."

Bakla presses the intercom button and summons an intern... A scrawny wimpy kid enters the room...

Boy Bakla: "Look for Arvic and tell him I want to talk to him..."

The intern rushes out unaware of how dangerous his mundane mission really is...

The scrawny intern could hear his footsteps echo endlessly as he rushes down the long hall. As he is half way across, the lights begin to flicker. A man in a black cloak could be seen each time the lights would go on, and he would vanish upon them going off. Each time they came back, his location would be shifted to the other end of the hall, and much closer before he would stand directly in front of the intern.

With a raspy, worried voice, the intern would speak as he watches the hand of this demonic individual rise up before grasping at his throat, “Are.. are you Avric?” With a tilt of his head, the cloaked man would speak back in an emotionless tone, “Why yes, I am.” The interns feet would leave the ground as Avric's hand would rise up, holding the individual above his head. “The GM, he wishes to speak with you.” Avric would gain a grin, though due to his hood, his face would remain hidden, “Is that so?”

All the lights would go off, and nothing could be heard any longer as the interns screams rises above everything else. It would last 10 seconds before ending. As the lights return, nothing but a pile of blood would remain at where they once stood.

It would take no more then a few minutes for the flickering lights to make their way to the GM's office once more. It would be a sign of the diminishing distance of the office and Avric. The pace of the lights would gradually slow down, before coming to a halt, and remaining off. Before the desk, a presence could be sensed. Then suddenly, two icy blue lights would appear, revealing his arrival. The eyes of Avric would be looking down towards the GM before the demonic tone that would be Avric's voice would ring and echo through the room. Short and blunt, he would get his point across with two words “You called?” His eyes would remain fixated, refusing to look anywhere else as he anticipated the results of his letter.

Bakla looked upp at the hooded man and smiles...

Boy Bakla: "Ah yes... Come have a seat... First of all welcome to Riot! Wrestling... I was impressed in your debut match. Even though you lost you did hold your ground against Sad... I read your letter and it looks like an interesting proposal... But what if I offer you another deal instead... Next Tuesday you will fight three men of my choosing... Not all at once but one after another... If you win all three matches... I can promise you a title shot at the PPV for the UFW United Heavyweight Championship title... So what do you say?"

Bakla looks up at Arvic waiting for an answer...

Slowly Avric would close his eyes, rendering him invisible in the darkness with the icy blue glow gone. Within a few seconds the lights would go back on, and he once again was no where to be found. The cold presence could still be felt in the room however, and after a short while his demonic voice could be heard, "The TagTeam titles did sound fun, but very well, whatever gives me action."

Bakla hears the disappointment in Avric's voice...

Boy Bakla: "Well if you can find a good tag partner, what's stopping you from not only getting a tag title shot and a singles title shot? Find a tag partner then and I will see what I can do to get you a tag title shot..."