Post by Deleted on May 19, 2017 0:35:34 GMT -5
MALICE & WICKEDRY: CHAPTER 1
"HER Salvation..."
"HER Salvation..."
Kreature and Sinister lead the way with the druids that surrounded me were right behind them. I felt like royalty as they hoisted me above their heads and carried me down the hall. I pretended the floor was lava and these were my loyal subjects who couldn’t wait to die for me.
Of course, this was not the case. Union Battleground was left in shock and limbo after realizing what I had been talking about. I knew I wasn’t crazy and this here was proof. What was to happen next I wasn’t sure.
It appeared as if I was caught in a village full of savages and they were taking me down to the pot for feasting. But it was nothing of the sort. I had been claimed. Chosen. And I was proud for whatever my fate my be. Whatever was on the other side of the door I would accept it and I would not turn away from it. Whatever it may be.
The darkness kept it rather cool but the closer we came to the large door with the big red aura the more I began to sweat as the temperature began to rise. This was not the best of situations to be in, but I would embrace it like a mother who decided to raise a bastard all by her lonesome. Yes, I had accepted it.
The door is pulled open by Kreature and I was tossed into a room filled with red lighting. Was this a photolab? It had ended up much different than what I had pictured, I saw two eyes in the darkness. They locked with mine before they move closer to me. I am startled at first, but shortly after I accept it.
From out of the shadows and into the bright red lighting of the room, there he was. Naked. Gorgeous. Who was this man? And how had he intrigued me? Was I drugged? “Am I drugged?” I ask out loud. Silence was his response as he continued to walk closer to me. On my feet, in the middle of a dark room with a naked stranger. I begin to invision the horrible sight of being skull fucked when all of a sudden a hand grabs my hair and drags me across the room.
His strength was unheard of. So much force… who was this man? He lifted me off the ground and tossed me into a large pool. The water was dark… murky. SPLASH! I am submerged into a thick liquid that tastes a little metallic. It was blood. My hands reach the surface and I grab onto the side walling before climbing out of the pool of blood and rolling onto the concrete surrounding it.
“What… is… this?” I mutter between gasps. A hand grabs my foot and I am drug across the floor and brought to my feet. Power hands grip my throat and slam me into the wall. “Mmmm..” I couldn’t really control myself in this moment. I definitely liked where it was headed…. I think.
In the lighting the man locks eyes with me. “Holy shit!” He places his hand over my mouth. It was Nemesis. The man Sinister had told me about in my dreams….
“You have reached the end of the road to Salvation, Camila.” His voice was so controlling. So much power in his presence. This was no normal being. “It is an infinite road, but this is where the roads cross.” Nemesis throws me into the air and fly into the pool again. This time I don’t have the strength to swim to the top. Something was holding back. I look around me everywhere, all I see is red. What was happening? I felt like my lungs shut down and everything went black. Was I dead?
I feel an unsual amount of freedom and lower my hands from in front of my face. I was on my knees in front of Nemesis, Sinister, and Kreature. “What in the -*-@ is this?!” Whoa, had I been censored? How was I censored? I was fucking muted.
“Calm down Camila.” Nemesis says to me with out moving his lips. What the fuck? “Get out of my head!” I shout. My attempt at being tough is ended quickly as I try to rise up and fall right back down. My body was weak, “What’s going on?! Why can’t I control anything?” It took almost all my strength just to shout.
I lay in the floor, helpless with the three men towering over me. What was reality? Did it exist? What was happening? I could feel their words, but I could not hear them. Lips moved but complete sentences were never finalized.
“This is HER Salvation…” I hear Nemesis’ voice amongst the thick silence that enclosed itself around me, suffocating in many ways. Rolling onto my side as he approaches and Kreature and Sinister exit. I hear the door shut but all I see are the foot steps that brought me to Salvation.
The suffocating energy subsided and I realize my wrists are free of the shackles and I sit up with my legs crossed. Nemesis crouches down to my level and for the first time I think I see him smile. His facial structure never changed, but the glow in his eyes said everything.
“Hi…” I say, losing my breath in the moment. Hold your shit together Camila. “Hi… high.. high ceilings.” I look around the room, trying to play it cool. “This place as really high ceilings. Where are we?” My confidence rose and he could feel it. He cracks a half grin for a brief moment before walking over to the wall and flipping the switch. “AGHH!!” The bright lights of the room force my to retreat behind the palms of my hands, covering my face in an attempt to block the brightness….
Of course, this was not the case. Union Battleground was left in shock and limbo after realizing what I had been talking about. I knew I wasn’t crazy and this here was proof. What was to happen next I wasn’t sure.
It appeared as if I was caught in a village full of savages and they were taking me down to the pot for feasting. But it was nothing of the sort. I had been claimed. Chosen. And I was proud for whatever my fate my be. Whatever was on the other side of the door I would accept it and I would not turn away from it. Whatever it may be.
The darkness kept it rather cool but the closer we came to the large door with the big red aura the more I began to sweat as the temperature began to rise. This was not the best of situations to be in, but I would embrace it like a mother who decided to raise a bastard all by her lonesome. Yes, I had accepted it.
The door is pulled open by Kreature and I was tossed into a room filled with red lighting. Was this a photolab? It had ended up much different than what I had pictured, I saw two eyes in the darkness. They locked with mine before they move closer to me. I am startled at first, but shortly after I accept it.
From out of the shadows and into the bright red lighting of the room, there he was. Naked. Gorgeous. Who was this man? And how had he intrigued me? Was I drugged? “Am I drugged?” I ask out loud. Silence was his response as he continued to walk closer to me. On my feet, in the middle of a dark room with a naked stranger. I begin to invision the horrible sight of being skull fucked when all of a sudden a hand grabs my hair and drags me across the room.
His strength was unheard of. So much force… who was this man? He lifted me off the ground and tossed me into a large pool. The water was dark… murky. SPLASH! I am submerged into a thick liquid that tastes a little metallic. It was blood. My hands reach the surface and I grab onto the side walling before climbing out of the pool of blood and rolling onto the concrete surrounding it.
“What… is… this?” I mutter between gasps. A hand grabs my foot and I am drug across the floor and brought to my feet. Power hands grip my throat and slam me into the wall. “Mmmm..” I couldn’t really control myself in this moment. I definitely liked where it was headed…. I think.
In the lighting the man locks eyes with me. “Holy shit!” He places his hand over my mouth. It was Nemesis. The man Sinister had told me about in my dreams….
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FLASHBACK
FLASHBACK
The echo couldn’t be heard. That was a long way down. I look around the large canyon amazed at how far down it was. I had thrown rocks, sticks, and yes even a squirrel. I took the time to catch a squirrel. “So who are we talking about exactly?” I ask while following Sinister along the edge of the canyon.
“You will know when you are face to face with him.”
END FLASHBACK
END FLASHBACK
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“You have reached the end of the road to Salvation, Camila.” His voice was so controlling. So much power in his presence. This was no normal being. “It is an infinite road, but this is where the roads cross.” Nemesis throws me into the air and fly into the pool again. This time I don’t have the strength to swim to the top. Something was holding back. I look around me everywhere, all I see is red. What was happening? I felt like my lungs shut down and everything went black. Was I dead?
I feel an unsual amount of freedom and lower my hands from in front of my face. I was on my knees in front of Nemesis, Sinister, and Kreature. “What in the -*-@ is this?!” Whoa, had I been censored? How was I censored? I was fucking muted.
“Calm down Camila.” Nemesis says to me with out moving his lips. What the fuck? “Get out of my head!” I shout. My attempt at being tough is ended quickly as I try to rise up and fall right back down. My body was weak, “What’s going on?! Why can’t I control anything?” It took almost all my strength just to shout.
I lay in the floor, helpless with the three men towering over me. What was reality? Did it exist? What was happening? I could feel their words, but I could not hear them. Lips moved but complete sentences were never finalized.
“This is HER Salvation…” I hear Nemesis’ voice amongst the thick silence that enclosed itself around me, suffocating in many ways. Rolling onto my side as he approaches and Kreature and Sinister exit. I hear the door shut but all I see are the foot steps that brought me to Salvation.
The suffocating energy subsided and I realize my wrists are free of the shackles and I sit up with my legs crossed. Nemesis crouches down to my level and for the first time I think I see him smile. His facial structure never changed, but the glow in his eyes said everything.
“Hi…” I say, losing my breath in the moment. Hold your shit together Camila. “Hi… high.. high ceilings.” I look around the room, trying to play it cool. “This place as really high ceilings. Where are we?” My confidence rose and he could feel it. He cracks a half grin for a brief moment before walking over to the wall and flipping the switch. “AGHH!!” The bright lights of the room force my to retreat behind the palms of my hands, covering my face in an attempt to block the brightness….
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“Salvation… it is hers for the taking.”
“The path that only she can walk…”
“It is her destiny…”
“From the moment I stepped foot into Union Battleground, I have been a force. I have been slowly haunted, but it is not my own demons. It is the demons of the others. it is the demons of the Union Battleground locker room. They all are walking blindly in unknown territory and that's a recipe for defeat."
"The recipe for success lies within your Salvation. Take the path."
"It appears to me that the storm-chasers are in desperate need of a cleansing as the wicked spirits have decided to lie within you three individuals and call it home. The demons within must be cleansed. You believe you can stop the path to Salvation? There is no ending, just boundaries that keep you trapped in within the walls of hell. There are gates, but there are no exits."
"The road to Salvation has its first dead end. Anton Chase, Trixie, and the Tornado fella will be the first human roadblock set up on the road to Salvation. Consider me the keeper of the tolls. Pay up. Sacrifice something. Often at times that sacrifice is either your career or your legacy, depending on stipulations and championships. But this time around, it'll be a small sacrifice."
"The embarassment will be real when we prove Ashley Williams little outside interference was the only reason you've made it by us without sacrificing something. You tried to take the shortcut and look where it got you? Ride back in the line of fire."
"When you reach the road to Salvation remember..."
"There are poisonous thorns in our rose bush."
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“Salvation… it is hers for the taking.”
“The path that only she can walk…”
“It is her destiny…”
“From the moment I stepped foot into Union Battleground, I have been a force. I have been slowly haunted, but it is not my own demons. It is the demons of the others. it is the demons of the Union Battleground locker room. They all are walking blindly in unknown territory and that's a recipe for defeat."
"The recipe for success lies within your Salvation. Take the path."
"It appears to me that the storm-chasers are in desperate need of a cleansing as the wicked spirits have decided to lie within you three individuals and call it home. The demons within must be cleansed. You believe you can stop the path to Salvation? There is no ending, just boundaries that keep you trapped in within the walls of hell. There are gates, but there are no exits."
"The road to Salvation has its first dead end. Anton Chase, Trixie, and the Tornado fella will be the first human roadblock set up on the road to Salvation. Consider me the keeper of the tolls. Pay up. Sacrifice something. Often at times that sacrifice is either your career or your legacy, depending on stipulations and championships. But this time around, it'll be a small sacrifice."
"The embarassment will be real when we prove Ashley Williams little outside interference was the only reason you've made it by us without sacrificing something. You tried to take the shortcut and look where it got you? Ride back in the line of fire."
"When you reach the road to Salvation remember..."
"There are poisonous thorns in our rose bush."
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