ACT 15: The Street

The lights flicker on in the city streets, the alleys are jagged with the shadows. Ric Flair stands in the emptiness, calling and whirling around as a figure darts back and forwards between the shadows.

"Kurt? Come on, get me too!"

There's a whisper from the darkness, "Ric.."

"Whose that?" He spins around.

"Me." Trish Stratus darts out.

"Get outta here. Hey kurt, come get me dam you!"

"What are you doing ric?"

"I said get outta here. Kurt!"

"Look, maybe if you and I just…"

"I'm not playing anymore." He growls savagely. "Can't any of you get that?"

"But everyone is…"

"Beat it!" She runs off as he continues on with his quest. "Kurt, I'm calling for you Kurt, hurry, it's clear now, there's nobody but me, come on! Will you please? I'm waiting for you. I want you to…" Suddenly all the way on the other side of the alley, a figure steps out into the darkness. He stops and looks as it steps into the glow of the streetlamp. He whispers, unbelievably, "Joy…?"

"Ric." She holds out her hands towards him as another figure appears, Kurt Angle.

"Joy!" Ric gasps as they run towards each other and there's a gun shot. Flair stumbles forward as if he'd tripped. Joy catches him and helps him lay down on the ground with his head in her lap. Trish Stratus runs back out with Chris Jericho as Paul London also appears. Kurt stands there still in shock, looking at the gun in his hand. The rest of the Raw and SmackDown stars and divas run out as Eric Bishoff comes out to stare at them. "I didn't believe hard enough." Flair whispered quietly.

"It's enough." Amy choked.

"Not here, long. They won't let us…"

"Then we'll go away."

"Yea, that's right, we still can…" He shivered as the pain went through his body. Amy held him close and sang:

Hold my hand, we're half way there
Hold my hand and I'll take you anywhere
Someday, somehow, somewhere…

He had started to join in after recognizing the first line. She sang harder as if it could brig him back to live. But his voice began to fade as he barely finished the second line. She sang on though, then stopped as his body lay quietly in her arms. There's a moment and then she rests his body on the ground. She lightly brushes the loose bangs on his forehead with her finger. Behind her, Trish steps before the group and moves towards Kurt, leading them.

Joy speaks, he voice cold and sharp, "Stay back." She takes the light jacket off her shoulders and gets up, walks to Kurt and holds out her hand and he hands her the gun. She speaks again this time in a harder flat toned voice, "How do you fire this gun Kurt? Just by pulling this trigger a little?" She points it at him and he jumps back suddenly. She has them all in front of her, almost as if they were lined up for judgment and about to die. She holds out the gun and her voice gets savage and strong with the anger and rage, "How many bullets are in here Kurt? Enough for you?" She points it at Trish. "And you?" She points it at Jericho. "All of you? We killed him! And JBL, and Triple H! Me too, I can kill now because I hate now too!" She shakes the gun wildly as they all step back nervously. She holds it strait out at them, "How many can I kill Kurt? How many, and still have one left for me?"

She holds it with both hands but suddenly breaks into tears, throwing the gun aside as it slides away. Theodore Long walks in beside Bishoff and looks around, his eyes catch sight of Flair's body. Joy races madly to it. She kisses him gently as Chris Jericho and Paul London go over and pick up his body to carry him out. The other Raw and SmackDown superstars and divas fall in line behind them as if it were a funeral march. Eugene steps forward to pick up Joy's jacket and put it over her head. She sits quietly in mourning as they all make their way out into the city, the lights of the open streets become brighter. At last, she gets up as they march on, and even though the tears of pain stain her face, she holds her head high and proud in triumph as she turns to follow the others, seeing how for the first time in what seemed to be years, Raw and SmackDown superstars co-existed, standing beside the other in peace, no fighting, no violence, no words, just, us. Eric and Teddy were left alone, they looked at each other, then bowed their head and couldn't help but for a moment, feel useless as for one last time, DARKNESS FALLS!