In an unlit padded room somewhere inside of an abandon mental hospital, the man known as Raven sits in the corner, dressed in a dirty straight jacket and tattered jeans. He rocks back and forth quietly as he long unkempt hair hangs down over his face. There is no sound, other than the somber drips of water from a pipe out in the hallway. Raven closes his eyes for a moment, but then he hears a new sound. The sounds of footsteps walking down the hall. Raven's dark eyes become locked on the only entrance and exit of the padded room as room is suddenly illuminated. The door of the room is opened slowly and a female, a woman with long fiery red hair, and dressed in a light blue tank sleeveless shirt and denim jeans steps into the room. Raven looks at the woman with a raised eyebrow, not knowing who she is or what brought her to his private abode.
The redheaded woman closes the door slightly and stands against it as she looks down at him as if with a sense of admiration or that of compassion or a mixture of the two. She clears her throat and folds her arms, "Are you... Raven?"
Raven stares up at the woman for a long moment, before slowly nodding his head. "Yes..." He says in low voice as his eyes become locked with hers. "Who... are... you..."
The woman tries not to smile, but the obvious delight of having his curiosity is shown through her body language, "My name is Christy... Christy Hemme."
"Why... are... you... here..."
Christy slowly walks towards him and kneels down so that she is now eye level with him. "I'm here on behalf of TNA management... I just signed with TNA..."
Raven shifts his weight a bit and the straight jacket he's wearing falls forward slightly as he moves his arms within it. "Why... are you here..." Raven asks again.
"I'm here... to retrieve you... I'm here to bring you back to TNA..."
"Why..."
Christy slightly licks her lips as she sits down on her knees next to him, "Because... you were wronged..."
Raven's eyes fall to the ground, completely confused by Christy's reply, but nods his head, "Yes... I was..."
"I was wronged as well... but I feel... I can help you..." Christy whispers.
"Help... me... how?"
Christy gently places a hand on his back and pushes the straight jacket open so that it falls forward from its weight and the only thing holding it on Raven is his own arm which are crossed within it. "By telling you... that because of me... you are now reinstated in TNA..."
Raven slowly turns his head to look at her, "I never... met you... before..."
Christy nods her head, "I know..." She whispers as she moves a bit and pulls the straight jacket from Raven's body, revealing his battle scar covered body. She lays the straight jacket on the floor behind her before she places a hand on his chest, "But... we have both... been removed from places where we wanted to be.... I don't have a chance to go back to where I was before... but I can help you..."
Raven eyes narrow slightly, "I... will... not... be used... by... anyone..."