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 [...it's never as sweet as it seems...]

[It's early evening in San Antonio, and even though its not quite dark outside, the sun has recently set and shadows fall across the parking lot of a towering building, with several rows of windows. Let's assume it's a hotel, and our assumption is probably correct, because soon Amber Michaels walks out of the side-doors with nothing but a set of keys in hand. Of course, nothing is ever uneventful, particularly if your last name starts with M and ends in Ichaels. Amber makes it safely to her car, only about six cars down from the exit, and she manages to get the keys into the keyhole, and the sound clicks as the door unlocks. Amber pulls the handle and- BAM! Out of nowhere, two hands slam the door shut again, and one of each of the arms attached to these hands is on each side of Amber's body, making it impossible for her to run either way. She whirls around into a violent swing with the keys, ready to stab out someones eyeballs, but she misses, as he ducks. Amber finally sees him, as he steps back only an inch or so, and stands there looking down at her. Amber raises an eyebrow,] [Amber Michaels]- "... Hello Tristan. You scared me, are you TRYING to get your eye jabbed out?" [Nevyrmorr, in full face paint and black attire, smiles viciously.] [Nevyrmorr]- "Only a mere tingle compared to the pain you've caused me." [Amber shakes her head, and looks him up and down.] [Amber Michaels]- "You look alright to me." [She crosses her arms.] [Amber Michaels]- "You really shouldn't be here. I know you and I have things that need to be dealt with- and they will, in time- but I don't think that time is now." [Nev shakes his head.] [Nevyrmorr]- "The storm has only started, sweetheart. In the end, you're gonna drown in the flood. Sad thing is," [He releases his grip on the door and steps back a bit.] [Nevyrmorr]- "You're the one that brought the rain down." [Amber nods.] [Amber Michaels]- "You may be right. Ha, and I've yet to make a single move, but when I do.... let's just say, when it rains, it pours." [Now she smiles.] [Amber Michaels]- "Afterall, well behaved women rarely make history. Right?" [Nev keeps on smiling, though it's apparent he's far from happy,] [Nevyrmorr]- "The term 'well-behaved' would be an insult to somebody such as yourself." [Amber Michaels]- "Probably." [Amber sighs.] [Amber Michaels]- "What do you want, Tristan? Want me to say I'm sorry? I could, but it's not true. Jeremy McMillion is my father, and he's a wretched old bat... its obvious that I carry on his lack of conscience. I have no regrets for anything that I do... I can't. Maybe things would've been different, but... we're not right. This- [She points between Nev and herself.] [Amber Michaels]- "It's just all wrong. Hell, it was doomed before it began. We can't even get along, really." [Instantly, Amber raises off the ground a couple of inches and he grabs her throat. The muscles in Nev's neck twitch as he grimaces] [Nevyrmorr]- "You'd be wise to watch your mouth, with one such as me. I can strip your mind so badly, you'll be fucking footballs instead of human beings. Just ask Black Widow who thought she was mother to a piece of plastic for a time. I have VERY little tolerance for whores such as yourself. I could slaughter your whole family without so much as stepping into their homes. I would be doing the world a service. You're nothing more than a brat who throws violent temper tantrums to get what she wants. You will do nothing to me, and if you find it in your spoiled self to get your hands dirty....I will NOT hesitate to devote my every waking hour to your death." [Nevyrmorr releases her with a hard shove backwards and she slams against her own car. Amber falters, but catches herself on the door, and she coughs, sucking in the air that, for a moment, he had cut-off from her.] [Nevyrmorr]- "Trust me... Nic E Dangerously isn't the only demon in this hell." [After a second, Amber composes herself well enough. Her head is lowered, still holding her throat...] [Amber Michaels]- "You're right... he isn't." [Amber goes into another coughing fit- atleast, it sounds like one- but slowly, it fades off and into a full, low, laugh. Amber turns her head up to face Nevyrmorr again, and she's smiling. But no oridinary smile.... it's THAT smile...] [Amber Michaels]- "You don't want to do this, Tristan. It could've been a clean break, just cut me loose and walk away. But, if you insist on making a battle of it... then, a battle, it shall be." [She stands to full height now, and shakes her head.] [Amber Michaels]- "But, you know better... and I know, that you won't hurt me." [She motions with a twitch of her neck- a nod, to the very top of the building which they stand outside of, and her eyes lock on a window, though he cannot tell which window it is. Her smile isn't fading.] [Amber Michaels]- "I have something you want." [A smile returns to Nev's face,] [Nevyrmorr]- "It so nice to see that you still think you're the one who has the upper-hand." [Amber hides her confusion with a smirk, but Nev sees a question lurking behind her eyes.] [Nevyrmorr]- "This thing goes way deeper than a lover's spat. This thing has everything to do with...." [Nev looks off to the side and a figure emerges from behind a large truck. Amber's eyes almost pop out of her skull as a young man with shoulder-length, brunette hair comes into view wearing a smug smile.] ".... family." [Amber Michaels]- "Phoenix??" [Nev laughs at Amber's astonishment.] [Nevyrmorr]- "Oh, Amber, you really didn't think I had feelings for you, did you? When you mess with one Wallace, you mess with them all. We may be dysfunctional, but we stick together. I was more than willing to help my brother fuck with NED's head by fucking with you." [Phoenix smirks as well.] [Phoenix]- "Hurts, doesn't it?" [And, he adds:] [Phoenix]- "Sucks to be you." [Amber just.... shrugs. Just a shrug. She shakes her head, but doesn't even bat one single eyelash as she says;] [Amber Michaels]- "Actually... it just sorta tickles. I think I need to giggle." [And, she does giggle. For a long moment, but then, she clears her throat and steps forward and between the two men, heading towards the building once again, but only about two feet from them she stops and turns back around.] [Amber Michaels]- "Family, huh?" [She blinks in order to resist rolling her eyes.] [Amber Michaels]- "Funny, thats exactly what I was thinking of. My family." [Amber smiles, once more.] [Amber Michaels]- "I have a handsome little blonde-haired boy to hang out with before I head back to the arena for Rage. You little pyro princes can continue playing out here in the parking lot all you want, but all three of us know that as long as I have him, I'm going to walk away, and safely, because you two won't do shit." [And, she adds;] [Amber Michaels]- "It's so funny to see that you still think I'm NOT the one who has the upper-hand." [With that, Amber turns and simply walks away, disappearing back into the Hotel. She absolutely knows that neither of them will come after her... ... Atleast, not yet.... ]

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