Post by Deleted on May 2, 2017 11:25:21 GMT -5
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Word Count: 1,223
DATE: April 30, 2017
LOCATION: Bathroom, Unknown City
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WALKING THE PATH
[ - THE CRISIS HOTLINE - ]
I awoke from a deep sleep and the wicked howl of the night was all that I heard. Foot steps… light yet solid, approach me as I look around, realizing I had taken a nap in a bathtub filled with blood. I raise my eyes from the dark water in the dimly lit bathroom and I came face to face with the man only known as Sinister. I didn’t get the same chills that I had gotten before. There was a calm that I had never experienced before. His gaze and mine created an energy that was soon broken by the crashing thunder.
“Why do I feel like this?” I ask him. He stares at me and brushes my hair out of my face. “Learn to better understand yourself and you can learn to better understand others. You need this. Lay back down and block out your emotions, it is temporary.” He places his hand over my forehead and pushes me back into the cool liquid.
“The blood will make you whole again…” Sinister’s voice trails off as I was submerged deeper into the tub with my back touching the porcelain bottom and Sinister’s hands on my stomach and forehead. A welcoming warmth overtook my body and I felt like I was stuck in the center of a jello cube. The near loss to Ashley Williams ate away at my mind. I had used the tights... "You did not fail Camila, you merely stumbled along the path to Salvation." How was he doing that? I spring out of the liquid and stare deep into his eyes. "Ok, get out of my head! RIGHT NOW!" I shout with no luck at all. Sinister never looks away and his lips never move, but his voice is still heard.
"What? You mean this." I could see him trying to hold back his grin and if he doesn't notice it, he can definitely hear the thoughts in my head. Sinister's powerful arm shoves my head, forcing my body back into the liquid. "Relax Camila. You do not want to disappoint him. You are good, you are doing fine, but you must learn to do better."
I began to relax and that made this moment that much easier to deal with. I begin to visualize all my fortunes and misfortunes in my career and in this moment I realize exactly what must be done. Although, only tasting defeat at the hands of Saint Saito, I could see Trixie, the EWC Indy Champion possibly giving me the second loss. It all makes sense now.
The tension in Sinister's arms released and I began to rise out of the liquid slowly. Before I know it I'm standing naked in a tub with Sinister in front of me, arms stretched out wide with a large beach towel. I step into his embrace and he kisses my forehead while helping me dry off. "Do not mention what you may have seen or felt. Allow it to settle into your mind and use it as preparation. It is Kreature that you are teaming with. You two have never been selected to represent Salvation as a team and I need for you to be able to cause damage. And a great deal of it. Whatever has happened in the past, leave it there, and move beyond it."
"But what if..." he hushes me as I glance up to make eye contact with him. "We can only lead you to the path of Salvation Camila. It is you who must walk it." His words hit like a stack of bricks. With no Wreck It Ralph to be found, I was left to allow it to happen. His words made sense though. It was my path to walk. I chose this life, and for the past few years I'd been moping around and not accepting who I was. I've been stepping away from who I was meant to be. The door to the bathroom opens and Kreature enters. As awkward as it had to look for him, he didn't say anything. "He will see you now Camila." Kreature says before leaving the room. Sinister allows me privacy to prepare myself. By the time I had laced my Chuck's the door had swung open and Nemesis was standing in the doorway with a cold dead stare that made my knees tremble.
Before I knew it and with no recollection of how I had gotten here, I found myself in a large corn field following Nemesis along a path of burnt stalks. I was unsure where he was leading me, but I continued to follow. Was this a punishment? Or just a simple reprimand. I wasn't sure how they operated just yet. This was all new to me but I suppose it was too late to even think about turning back. The surge of energy that rushed over me felt like a bad omen but I think it was more my fear response to the power of the energy. What was happening?
"Umm... what's going on?" I ask. He never looks back he just continues walking. A thick smoke starts to feel the general area around me and I start coughing uncontrollably, falling to my hands and knees in the process. After wiping my eyes with my hands I look around and realize I am alone. "Nemesis....are you there?! Where did you go?!" I rise to my feet, unable to see through the smoke.
"SALVATION!" I heard the voice before I saw the faces. Nemesis and Sinister both popped from behind the smoke, scaring me, and cauisng me to stumble backwards. The ground disappears when I step back and I fall into a giant hole in the ground. I see the sharp points of barbwire awaiting my flesh at the bottom. At the last second I accept me fate. I don't scream... I don't react... I walk the path... and adapt accordingly. To reach Salvation, you must become like the snail that assassinated the tiger.
"What? You mean this." I could see him trying to hold back his grin and if he doesn't notice it, he can definitely hear the thoughts in my head. Sinister's powerful arm shoves my head, forcing my body back into the liquid. "Relax Camila. You do not want to disappoint him. You are good, you are doing fine, but you must learn to do better."
I began to relax and that made this moment that much easier to deal with. I begin to visualize all my fortunes and misfortunes in my career and in this moment I realize exactly what must be done. Although, only tasting defeat at the hands of Saint Saito, I could see Trixie, the EWC Indy Champion possibly giving me the second loss. It all makes sense now.
The tension in Sinister's arms released and I began to rise out of the liquid slowly. Before I know it I'm standing naked in a tub with Sinister in front of me, arms stretched out wide with a large beach towel. I step into his embrace and he kisses my forehead while helping me dry off. "Do not mention what you may have seen or felt. Allow it to settle into your mind and use it as preparation. It is Kreature that you are teaming with. You two have never been selected to represent Salvation as a team and I need for you to be able to cause damage. And a great deal of it. Whatever has happened in the past, leave it there, and move beyond it."
"But what if..." he hushes me as I glance up to make eye contact with him. "We can only lead you to the path of Salvation Camila. It is you who must walk it." His words hit like a stack of bricks. With no Wreck It Ralph to be found, I was left to allow it to happen. His words made sense though. It was my path to walk. I chose this life, and for the past few years I'd been moping around and not accepting who I was. I've been stepping away from who I was meant to be. The door to the bathroom opens and Kreature enters. As awkward as it had to look for him, he didn't say anything. "He will see you now Camila." Kreature says before leaving the room. Sinister allows me privacy to prepare myself. By the time I had laced my Chuck's the door had swung open and Nemesis was standing in the doorway with a cold dead stare that made my knees tremble.
Before I knew it and with no recollection of how I had gotten here, I found myself in a large corn field following Nemesis along a path of burnt stalks. I was unsure where he was leading me, but I continued to follow. Was this a punishment? Or just a simple reprimand. I wasn't sure how they operated just yet. This was all new to me but I suppose it was too late to even think about turning back. The surge of energy that rushed over me felt like a bad omen but I think it was more my fear response to the power of the energy. What was happening?
"Umm... what's going on?" I ask. He never looks back he just continues walking. A thick smoke starts to feel the general area around me and I start coughing uncontrollably, falling to my hands and knees in the process. After wiping my eyes with my hands I look around and realize I am alone. "Nemesis....are you there?! Where did you go?!" I rise to my feet, unable to see through the smoke.
"SALVATION!" I heard the voice before I saw the faces. Nemesis and Sinister both popped from behind the smoke, scaring me, and cauisng me to stumble backwards. The ground disappears when I step back and I fall into a giant hole in the ground. I see the sharp points of barbwire awaiting my flesh at the bottom. At the last second I accept me fate. I don't scream... I don't react... I walk the path... and adapt accordingly. To reach Salvation, you must become like the snail that assassinated the tiger.
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"The path to Salvation is not an easy one. Nothing in life is. But will be easy will be cleansing Union Battleground from the weak and unable. The talentless... the bad kitty and the tornado. Despite being a champion and very successful elsewhere, that hadn't been the story around Union Battleground. Salvation is calling the shots around the battleground, not Axel."
"The champions will soon be devoured and conquered and before we do that we are going to tame the twister man himself and pull the plug on the comatose career of Trixie. While not taking them lightly, I could see this ending quite awfully for these two. Tornado has a legacy to uphold that he hadn't even built yet. That's like building a apartment complex over a bed of leafs placed over a giant hole."
"Life works in mysterious ways and the mystery of what Salvation's intentions are will be heard loud and clear. It is the cross that you will fear. You will suffer... for his names sake... and you will enjoy every moment of it. Rejoice in the growth. Rejoice in the fact that Malicious Mila arrived to lead you through the eerie forests and the murky waters."
"Rejoice because the victimizer has arrived to make you her next victim."
"The champions will soon be devoured and conquered and before we do that we are going to tame the twister man himself and pull the plug on the comatose career of Trixie. While not taking them lightly, I could see this ending quite awfully for these two. Tornado has a legacy to uphold that he hadn't even built yet. That's like building a apartment complex over a bed of leafs placed over a giant hole."
"Life works in mysterious ways and the mystery of what Salvation's intentions are will be heard loud and clear. It is the cross that you will fear. You will suffer... for his names sake... and you will enjoy every moment of it. Rejoice in the growth. Rejoice in the fact that Malicious Mila arrived to lead you through the eerie forests and the murky waters."
"Rejoice because the victimizer has arrived to make you her next victim."