1 Remembrance
Chapter 2
TITLE: Remembrance Chapter Two/?*Crossover with Days of Our Lives*
AUTHOR: Juliet3:16
EMAIL: Sweetvalley99@aol.com
RATING: PG - 13
CONTENT: VIOLENCE, ADULT LANGUAGE
CATEGORY: ADULT, DRAMA, ANGST, CROSSOVER
SPOILER: Insurrextion 2000. everything afterwards is AU.
OVERALL STORY SUMMARY: Things are not what they seem following a tragic plane disappearance (Crossover with Days Of Our Lives)
CHAPTER SUMMARY: A Phoenix watches his plan begin.........
DISCLAIMER: The WWF Characters belong to Vince and/or themselves. The Characters Stefano DiMera and Rolf belong to Corday productions and NBC.To Days fans: For story purposes, Salem is set in Massachusetts (That's what NBC gets for not setting a specific state for it)
DISTRIBUTION: The Realm, Fanfiction.net.
Remembrance
Chapter two
In a compound somewhere in the world:
In the sitting room of a centuries - old fortress, a man in his mid - fifites/early sixties, dress in one of the finest Italian business suits stood holding a glass in contemplation. He was awaiting word as to weather his latest plan was working or not. He turned to find his closest aide standing near the entrance way, waiting patiently for his boss' permission to speak.
"Yes, Rolf?" the man asked, his thick Mediterranean accent echoing across the room.
"It would appear that everything's in place. Our "con artists" are in position and nobody's the wiser as to who they really are. Things are almost perfect, Stefano," Rolf said in his German accent.
"Almost perfect?" Stefano DiMera asked eyeballing the German scientist. "Everything should be perfect!"
"Nothing's wrong as far as the plan itself goes," Rolf went to assure his boss. "It's just that we ran into a complication elsewhere."
"What sort of 'complication'?" DiMera questioned.
"Well, it would appear that there is no change in one of our 'patient's' condition and unfortunately the kind of medical care that he requires is unavailable here at this time, so we have had to send him to a real medical facility."
"Do you know what jeopardy you've placed us in with what you've done?!!!!!!!" Stefano roared.
"I checked the town and the doctor and they have no ties with our patient. Further more the community is very small, very enclosed. The patient was going to die without advanced treatment," Rolf quickly explained.
Stefano sat down sighing, on the couch and looked at his chief scientist/assistant. "What is this town's name and how close is it to Salem?"
"It's called Oakdale and it's in Illinois," Rolf replied.
Stefano mused on this fact quietly. Salem is in Massachusetts, he thought. "All right Rolf, very well. Keep an eye on things and inform me of the patient's progress. I don't want anybody in that town getting suspicious."
"Yes, Stefano," Rolf turned to leave.
"Oh and Rolf?" Stefano called, "Make sure that the patient doesn't recover completely, understood?"
"Completely Stefano," and with that Rolf turned and walked out of the room.
Stefano was about to stand up when a thwap at his shoulder stilled him. He looked towards the Singapore cane resting on his shoulder a few inches from his neck. The owner of the weapon snaked around to look Stefano DiMera Square in the eyes.
"Your taking too many risks" the person told Stefano.
"As are you my dear," DiMera responded, "you could kill somebody with something like that?"
A feminine laugh escaped the throat of Stefano's would - be assailant. She lowered the cane and moved her face to near inches from Stefano's face.
"If I wanted you dead, you'd be dead," She whispered in a husky voice. She then proceeded to kiss DiMera with a passion that engulfed both of them.
He started to undo the strings of her outfit, when she pulled away. "NO, I can't stay long, I've got to be at the show tomorrow night."
DiMera sighed, "You continue to work for a man who doesn't know or appreciate what you have done for him or appreciate how smart you are and what you are truly capable of"
The woman snorted derisively. "It's better than working for that chauvinistic Bischoff or the enemy."
Stefano nodded. "And how is Mr. Bischoff? Well, I presume?"
"Very well seeing as he's the head of the number one wrestling organization in the world. But, we both know that's not why I'm here."
Stefano nodded again, standing up to fetch him a glass of brandy. He poured two glasses, one for him, and one for his paramour. He handed his female companion her glass and spoke: "Allow me to guess: Carolyn and Joanie?"
"Your taking unnecessary risks, you and Rolf both" the deadly woman repeated her opening statement.
"Rolf took an unnecessary risk that now appears unavoidable," Stefano replied, "but Carolyn and Joanie maybe the final pieces to my revenge against the couple who spurned my generous offer all those years ago."
"There are too many complications, too many ways it can backfire on us all, Rolf's risk could blow up in our faces and Linda McMahon maybe a hag, but she isn't stu-"
Stefano cut her off with a finger to the lips. He lightly touched the clef of her chin with his thumb and forefinger. "I know what I'm doing. As you do, my dear, deadly, Francine."
The woman known as ECW's 'Queen of Extreme' eyes lighted up with an evil gleam. Satisfied with Stefano's answers for the moment, she sipped her Brandy.
"So who are our two prisoners doing?" she asked.
"As stubborn as ever," Stefano sighed. "They refuse to give an inch."
Francine gave a wicked smile. "Perhaps if there's time, we can pay them a little visit," she said as she removed her halter dress, revealing her naked body to DiMera.
"My dear," the man known as the "Phoenix" started huskily, I thought you had a show to be at?"
"Paul E can wait," Francine said, removing Stefano's jacket and beginning to unbutton his shirt. "The show I want is right here"
And with that, she dragged him with her down to the floor.
Now use your imagination on that ending. What did you think?
Chapter 2
TITLE: Remembrance Chapter Two/?*Crossover with Days of Our Lives*
AUTHOR: Juliet3:16
EMAIL: Sweetvalley99@aol.com
RATING: PG - 13
CONTENT: VIOLENCE, ADULT LANGUAGE
CATEGORY: ADULT, DRAMA, ANGST, CROSSOVER
SPOILER: Insurrextion 2000. everything afterwards is AU.
OVERALL STORY SUMMARY: Things are not what they seem following a tragic plane disappearance (Crossover with Days Of Our Lives)
CHAPTER SUMMARY: A Phoenix watches his plan begin.........
DISCLAIMER: The WWF Characters belong to Vince and/or themselves. The Characters Stefano DiMera and Rolf belong to Corday productions and NBC.To Days fans: For story purposes, Salem is set in Massachusetts (That's what NBC gets for not setting a specific state for it)
DISTRIBUTION: The Realm, Fanfiction.net.
Remembrance
Chapter two
In a compound somewhere in the world:
In the sitting room of a centuries - old fortress, a man in his mid - fifites/early sixties, dress in one of the finest Italian business suits stood holding a glass in contemplation. He was awaiting word as to weather his latest plan was working or not. He turned to find his closest aide standing near the entrance way, waiting patiently for his boss' permission to speak.
"Yes, Rolf?" the man asked, his thick Mediterranean accent echoing across the room.
"It would appear that everything's in place. Our "con artists" are in position and nobody's the wiser as to who they really are. Things are almost perfect, Stefano," Rolf said in his German accent.
"Almost perfect?" Stefano DiMera asked eyeballing the German scientist. "Everything should be perfect!"
"Nothing's wrong as far as the plan itself goes," Rolf went to assure his boss. "It's just that we ran into a complication elsewhere."
"What sort of 'complication'?" DiMera questioned.
"Well, it would appear that there is no change in one of our 'patient's' condition and unfortunately the kind of medical care that he requires is unavailable here at this time, so we have had to send him to a real medical facility."
"Do you know what jeopardy you've placed us in with what you've done?!!!!!!!" Stefano roared.
"I checked the town and the doctor and they have no ties with our patient. Further more the community is very small, very enclosed. The patient was going to die without advanced treatment," Rolf quickly explained.
Stefano sat down sighing, on the couch and looked at his chief scientist/assistant. "What is this town's name and how close is it to Salem?"
"It's called Oakdale and it's in Illinois," Rolf replied.
Stefano mused on this fact quietly. Salem is in Massachusetts, he thought. "All right Rolf, very well. Keep an eye on things and inform me of the patient's progress. I don't want anybody in that town getting suspicious."
"Yes, Stefano," Rolf turned to leave.
"Oh and Rolf?" Stefano called, "Make sure that the patient doesn't recover completely, understood?"
"Completely Stefano," and with that Rolf turned and walked out of the room.
Stefano was about to stand up when a thwap at his shoulder stilled him. He looked towards the Singapore cane resting on his shoulder a few inches from his neck. The owner of the weapon snaked around to look Stefano DiMera Square in the eyes.
"Your taking too many risks" the person told Stefano.
"As are you my dear," DiMera responded, "you could kill somebody with something like that?"
A feminine laugh escaped the throat of Stefano's would - be assailant. She lowered the cane and moved her face to near inches from Stefano's face.
"If I wanted you dead, you'd be dead," She whispered in a husky voice. She then proceeded to kiss DiMera with a passion that engulfed both of them.
He started to undo the strings of her outfit, when she pulled away. "NO, I can't stay long, I've got to be at the show tomorrow night."
DiMera sighed, "You continue to work for a man who doesn't know or appreciate what you have done for him or appreciate how smart you are and what you are truly capable of"
The woman snorted derisively. "It's better than working for that chauvinistic Bischoff or the enemy."
Stefano nodded. "And how is Mr. Bischoff? Well, I presume?"
"Very well seeing as he's the head of the number one wrestling organization in the world. But, we both know that's not why I'm here."
Stefano nodded again, standing up to fetch him a glass of brandy. He poured two glasses, one for him, and one for his paramour. He handed his female companion her glass and spoke: "Allow me to guess: Carolyn and Joanie?"
"Your taking unnecessary risks, you and Rolf both" the deadly woman repeated her opening statement.
"Rolf took an unnecessary risk that now appears unavoidable," Stefano replied, "but Carolyn and Joanie maybe the final pieces to my revenge against the couple who spurned my generous offer all those years ago."
"There are too many complications, too many ways it can backfire on us all, Rolf's risk could blow up in our faces and Linda McMahon maybe a hag, but she isn't stu-"
Stefano cut her off with a finger to the lips. He lightly touched the clef of her chin with his thumb and forefinger. "I know what I'm doing. As you do, my dear, deadly, Francine."
The woman known as ECW's 'Queen of Extreme' eyes lighted up with an evil gleam. Satisfied with Stefano's answers for the moment, she sipped her Brandy.
"So who are our two prisoners doing?" she asked.
"As stubborn as ever," Stefano sighed. "They refuse to give an inch."
Francine gave a wicked smile. "Perhaps if there's time, we can pay them a little visit," she said as she removed her halter dress, revealing her naked body to DiMera.
"My dear," the man known as the "Phoenix" started huskily, I thought you had a show to be at?"
"Paul E can wait," Francine said, removing Stefano's jacket and beginning to unbutton his shirt. "The show I want is right here"
And with that, she dragged him with her down to the floor.
Now use your imagination on that ending. What did you think?
