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Date Posted: 03:15:52 11/22/00 Wed
Author: Stacey Lynn Jordan
Subject: What Comes Next? (The Death of Skylar Thomas, Insurrection, and Beyond…)






6:01 PM, 21 Nov, 2000
London England, London Cemetery…






The wind gently stirred Stacey Lynn Jordan’s black hair as she looked down at the headstone. She bent down over the fresh earth and ran her fingers over the engraved text of the polished stone…


Skylar Thomas

October 31, 1978 – November 19, 2000



Stacey studied the words for a long while before she looked back down at earth and touched it lightly. She withdrew her hand quickly as if the coldness of it would claim her next. She stood up and folded her arms as she thought back to her short-lived feud with “The Assassin.” She made no illusions about the way she felt… she had despised him outwardly… but they had connected on an entirely different level. She had hoped that the last match they had fought would settle things… but it hadn’t settled anything, so she had took to ignoring Skylar in the hopes that he would forget about her… now that all seemed to be a moot point. Stacey opened her long leather jacket, took out The GWA Maximus Title, and draped it across the top of Skylar’s headstone. She touched the cold marble one last time then turned and walked away… wiping at her eye quickly as she headed to the car that waited for her. The driver opened the car door as Stacey slid inside. She leaned back and closed her eyes… another short chapter in her life was closed now. It was ironic… despite herself… she felt even more angry at Skylar for dying than for anything else he had done. In the end… just like Kris Craven… and just like Kenny Rock… he had left her. She had never given him a reason to think that she had anything for him by hate… but that was no excuse. Stacey felt the hand on her shoulder and she slowly relaxed as it began to stroke her thick tangled locks of hair. She kept her eyes closed as she spoke out loud…

Stacey: Thanks for coming with me… I didn’t really feel comfortable coming here alone.

Stacey turned and looked over at the familiar face of the one time “Icon” as he nodded slowly…





Nikki: It’s okay… it’s the least I could do.

Nikki looked out the window at the skyline beyond the cemetery and sighed…

Nikki: What now?

Stacey shrugged her shoulders…

Stacey: I suppose I need to keep up appearances… maybe I’ll put in a showing at Insurrection. No doubt Cat is ready to kill me for ditching out the last few days… but I’m going to give her my walking papers and take a few weeks off… I have a lot of thinking to do.

Nikki nodded…

Nikki: Insurrection huh? Maybe I should tag along myself.

Stacey looked over at Nikki and raised her eyebrow questioningly…

Stacey: Coming back into the fold now?

Nikki smiled…

Nikki: The old gang is coming together slowly but surely. Noah and Cyrus are back in town… who knows… maybe Ian will even show and bring that crazy ass stuck up British b*tch Deanna with him…

Stacey’s eye twitched involuntary at the mention of Deanna’s name, but she said nothing…

Nikki: But… I’m not Circle anymore… at least no officially.

Stacey chuckled as she gave him a smile…

Stacey: Free agent huh? Gonna make Jones squirm for your services?

Nikki grinned as he folded his arms…

Nikki: Squirm? There may be some squirming… there may be a lot of things going on that people have never seen before…

Nikki paused and as he focused on Stacey’s sea green eyes…

Nikki: But lets save that for later shall we? Not wise to reveal too much of your hand too soon…

Nikki leaned forward and tapped on the plexiglass window between he and the driver, and he nodded curtly as he put the long limousine into drive and pulled off. As the car rolled out of the cemetery, the license plate on the car was visible… “DStv1”







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