--ANN THRAXX--


Ann Thraxx is laying in a hospital bed..... Room 223 is bland in white. White floors, walls and the ceiling too! Since being brutally crushed by a car thanks to no others than the Black Circle. Ann's in a "critical" state, but somehow very much conscious. The XWF does pay a lot, so they seem to have decided to go a little bit overboard with the whole "look after our talent" thing..... Ann looks around herself and thinks out loud.

Kate Astrofey........ Bitch........ Comin' in here, giving me flowers........ I hate flowers......... I guess the fact that they were poisonous WAS a nice thought, though......... Should've forced them down her throat and watched her die a viscious, painful, perhaps even screaming death.................. Wow, things are really getting to my head. Must be the Black Circle's bullshit.......

Ann continues to look around herself, a bit more, though. The smashed, blood-red vase and flowers Kate brought in for her are being swept up in pieces by a nurse, who looks like she's been having a very bad day. Then again, so do all of the nurses in room 223, for that matter. They can't stand Ann Thraxx.... Or Angela Morgan as it says on a slip of paper at the foot of her hospital bed, along with a bunch of details about her and why she's in the hospital. Water runs down the wall, still, where the vase hit the wall. Ann knew how rude it was to do such a thing. Kate tried to be nice, but Ann wouldn't have it. She had to be a bitch, but what's changed?....... Ann glances around the room some more.....

Glancing.....

Glancing......

Glancing.......



............AND springs up out of the bed, making a mad dash for the double doors that lead from room 223 to the corridors!!! The voice of a nurse back in room 223 screams out at her.

STOP!!!!!......... Quick, after her! Don't let her get away!

Footsteps, two or three people, can be heard down the corridors after Ann. Ann just continues to run, and run, and run! She ducks down a couple more corridors, but more footsteps just seem to pound after her. She keeps running, and voices yell behind her.

Hurry up, you're letting that bitch get away!

Watch your mouth, we're in a hospital, for goodness sakes!

You're no saint, Terry!

Eventually the 'pat pat pat' of footsteps in the halls, and people yelling out after her quietens down quite a bit. Ann finally comes to a stop in a hallway. But, all of the hallways look the same. She doesn't know where to go. She's no stranger to hospitals, but isn't quite used to this one.... What was it?..... Oh, Chicago Central?...... Right. Ann's mind snaps back to reality. It's not like that car didn't cause some kind of damage to her head she can't really seem to focus on things for too long, but does manage to focus herself enough that she notices a big guy, seemingly a member of the hospital's security, running down the empty corridor in front of her. He's holding a big metal pipe! They aren't allowed things like that......... Probably some weird agreement and contract with Shane . Ann has no time to worry about that right now, it's getting away from the big guy that she must worry about. She sprints down the halls, but man this fella is FAST! He bounds down the corridor, his every stride making the floor 'shake in fear' as Ann would probably say..... In fact, since she enjoys the thought, she allows the words to slip from her mouth as she runs....

The floor's shaking in fear..........

A smirk comes across her face. She enjoys little joes like that. Joking to herself. But she really must get away from this man. He bounds at her so fast, she has no idea what to do. She quickly gives up on 'ideas' and moves on to 'instinct'. She sends the man flying back several feet, kicking her leg back behind her which connects with a door that smacks him in the face. He's instantly back to his feet, though, chasing down the halls after her. Where do these corridors end!?!?..... She must have run the long way, as it feels like she's gone in a circuit..... Ann finds that the man has drawn closer to her, and isn't very far behind her. Isn't it kind of ironic to get assaulted with a pipe in a hospital? And doesn't that break a million laws...... Okay, less pointless thoughts, more instinct! Her instinct throws a fun little plan into her head. She runs until she comes to a 'corner' in the corridor. She drops down, backing into the wall! She looks scared, and he looks angry!!

Stop! Please! Don't hurt me!

She backs into the wall further.

I thought you couldn't feel fear?..... Not so tough now are yo--... Oh god!....

The man feels a warmth not run, but really flow down his leg. Spray, in fact!!! His eyes water and he wimpers. Ann's planted a scalpel into his femural artery! A single nurse runs up just in time to apply enough pressure that the man will hopefully survive, but in turn has to let Ann run! She makes it to the elevator. She press the button and just waits....

DING!

Ann's got a lot of blood on her hospital clothing, and there is only one person in the elevator when the door opens. A woman, standing in shock of the sight before her that is Ann Thraxx. She's in a purple suit.

Hmmmm..... You'll have to do......

No! Please!....... Take what you want! Don't hurt me!

Soon, the elevator arrives at the ground floor. The doors open, and out walks Ann in a purple suit. The woman is wearing Ann's bloodstained clothes and is curled up in a ball in the corner of the elevator.

THERE SHE IS! GET HER!

A bunch of people dive into the elevator, attacking the already traumatised woman, and Ann walks away with a sick smirk on her face.

Hasta la fucking vista.....