Part One: In her head
Date: 06/16/20
Time: 2.24 P.M
Location: Santa Barbara, California
Maki was lounging by the heart shaped pool, with her feet splashing in the water of the house she shared with her wife. She was wearing a split pink bikini, her hair tied back into a tight ponytail. She sipped coffee and looked out to the ripples of the water as she splashed and watched the ripples. She did this when she had thoughts on her mind and needed seclusion.
Life was strange, well it obviously was for everyone right now. Lockdowns.Riots. For Melissa Aki it was even worse. She had seen so many erroneous things in her life but she had escaped them all or had she? Countless times she had been abused by an ex-partner, she had her sister who was a model and complete bitch. She had the whole world against her all the time and yet she was always smiling, always happy until the moment that feeling rose in her. That feeling of dread.
You know that feeling when something feels off, there is something not quite right within yourself and the world seems so distant. You feel like lightning might strike or a tornado might crop up out of nowhere . No that wasn’t it. The feeling was like a sense of foreboding. It was like when your stomach starts to rumble but on a completely different frequency. This was the feeling she got whenever the demoness Daniela was striving to come out but she couldn’t let it. She had some big matches in the week ahead she needed to prepare for.
Debuts, she mused in her head, were rarely often victories. In fact, just recently, somewhere else, she had defeated that ignominy of first time failures and she always cut a swathe through the competition after. She had to face someone called Candy, who seemed very tough indeed but that is why she signed on with Sin City Wrestling. Not for the money or the glamour of Vegas but to test herself against the very best and this Candy would be hard to dislodge but she had to prove to everyone in that locker room that she was going to be a force to reckon with, Reputation and past glories, she ruminated, are nothing unless you back
them up with results.
She felt the water around her feet and the sun on her face as thoughts of hitting the gym and leaving for Vegas via Chicago entered her mind. It was serene here but she had a match to win and she had to prove herself all over again,
Part Two: The LIfe of A Sinner[B/]
Date: No Date exists in hell
Time: Time is a human construct
Location: Hell, the underworld
The sky was a hue red, unlike anything seen on earth. The valleys were endless , filled with smoke and fire. The screams were heard as a backdrop to this awful image of cunning and torturous assignation. Weird creatures, massive in stature ran left and right on all fours screaming and wailing as two shadows formed into two different spectacles of black mass. Telepathically they spoke to each other in some strange, alien language, that was wonderfully interpreted by yours truly until they stopped and formed humanesque oblique faces of two women.
“Persephone, why did you drag me here? I had much work to do on Earth with the vessel and with the souls of the damned!”
“Daniela. Shush. You’re always rabbiting on about that vessel of yours. I find it a tad boring to be honest, Melissa Aki this and Maki that and vessel there. Your numbers, Daniela are shocking. Look at this pie chart I just magically introduced from my backside. You’re down at least five thousand souls this quarter!”
The being known as the demoness Daniela was now in the form of her vessel, Maki. Both demons sneered at each other as Persephone sat on the broken back of a damned soul.
“I have the vessel, we are free to use her to attract souls. I can travel inside her and then take over when I want. I sowed the seeds for her to think she wanted to go to more places to do her form of combat and each time she fights we have another soul ready for harvesting. She has even joined a fighting place called Sin City Wrestling. It's too perfect to reap souls there and that disease ridden city of disgusting human carcasses!”
Persephone, the dark overlord of the lost souls radiated calmness but the lure of Las Vegas wasn’t lost on this demented being.
“We have minions, like yourself, all over that city. Souls are being harvested as we sit on these things. We have creatures in every gambling hall, every strip club, every peep show, every hotel, even in their corrupt police force. We even have judges ruling so they can sell their souls for the want of a better life. You’re telling me nothing new here, Daniela. This pie chart does not lie. If you do not bring me a thousand souls in the next four weeks it will be you who is banished here for eternity, having your soul ripped apart over and over again. You understand? “
Daniela roared and seemed ready for a demon fight but she backed away knowing this would not end well for her.
“I have a soul lined up, I promise. I know my word means shit to you, after all I am a demon too, I know I need more and I will get more. I have a few people I am possessing besides the vessel but this one...oh she is precious. She is even called Candy!”
“She is a stripper? I mean we have loads of them but it would boost our quota so upper management don’t roast both of us for their lunch. One isn’t good enough but its a win at least.”
“Well she hasn’t sold her soul just yet and she is not a stripper. She is facing the vessel in one of their weird fighting lesbian things like Dave from accounts showed us. That weird you porn or something? Except no I am not sure it is like that. Anyway, from what I have seen she was in an inferno match and is as stupid and naive as they come! Easy prey, my lord.”
“We damn it all to heaven! Inferno means she is already here. I TOLD YOU I WANTED NEW SOULS! Beelzebub will not be happy you miserable moron!”
“No. No. No. It is one of those lesbian you porn or not matches they have up on earth. She is ready for the taking. I will offer her the world and her wildest dreams and she will sell her soul or I will rip it from her gross human body.”
Daniela stopped still and started to sniff the air as she felt a rumble below her feet. Something was amiss here, it was...Maki was meditating and Daniela knew that was the best time to get back inside the vessel and take charge. Then it formed a devilish thought.
“I will have her soul but I must be off. I need to get back into the vessel to harvest that Candy soul. Melissa is ready to be taken over again!”
Daniela vanished and left Persephone alone. She changed shape again and is at least twenty foot tall now. You can’t get the staff these days, she thought as she headed back to the burning canyons.
Part Three: Candy Shop
Date: 06/17/20
Time: 7:12 P.M
Location: Las Vegas, Nevada.
Melissa Aki was not on the Vegas strip nor was she in a strip bar or any type of sexual exploitation premises. She was in the city limits enjoying a walk in the sunshine. Her denim mid thigh skirt was flapping in the slight breeze. Embarrassingly the humidity had made her long black hair unmanageable so she hid it under a COYS baseball cap. Her golden heart earrings gleamed in the sun as did her "United States of Maki" yellow tee shirt. She was wandering around as people stared but they always did. She got used to it. She never questioned why because people are morons and stare at the unfamiliar or stare because they want to get in her knickers.
She found a little corner shop. It looked like some kind of old school barber shop but the name on the door intrigued her to the depths of her being. A rumble of excitement overcame her when she saw the name.
BUNGLE'S CANDY AND CONFECTIONERY STORE.
Bungle. Like that show they repeated back home called Rainbow which was originally in the 80's, so way before her time but she found it a humorous aside.
The light was on inside at early evening which was strange and inviting. Now in her youth she had loved sweets, or candy as the bleeding Americans call it, yet since she had retrained herself not to like them obviously because of her veganism but also because they were not good for you and to be a champion you had to treat your body like a perfectly run mustang or dodge charger.
At the thought of candy her body rumbled loudly, she had eaten four hours ago but still she felt something more than that. Something like Daniela coming to the surface but she was on a hunt for Candy and this seemed the obvious port of call for her. She needed to know what made Candy tick for over half her battles were won by psychology and she knew she could get inside this ditzy blonde's mind and wreak havoc, so she shrugged at no one in particular and opened the door.
She closed the door behind her as a bell rang. The first thing she had noticed was the cavalcade of assorted sweets. Then the strange older aged man who was bald with glasses and quite rotund in a tweed jacket who smiled at her like a predator. Then her eardrums were assaulted by this hideous song.
'I'll take you to the candy shop (yeah)
Boy, one taste of what I got (uh-huh)
I'll have you spending all you got (come on)
Keep going 'til you hit the spot, whoa'
She felt that thing inside her stir a warning and that same feeling crept up inside her organs as they were brushed aside as she made her way to Melissa's mind.
"How can I help you, miss?" the old man asked.
"Nothing really. I was looking for Candy!"
"Well you came to the right place." He guffawed as Maki looked concerned. "Have a look around."
"CANDY!" It gurgled up out of her throat. She quickly covered her mouth in embarrassment. Not for the pervy old man but Daniela was snaking her way into her motor functions now. She had never been in possession of her body when Daniela spoke out loud.
The man almost slid across the floor towards her. She snapped her head back around to him and swatted him away like an annoying insect on a hot summer’s day.
“We want Candy!”
“We have every kind of Candy you can imagine. I like to call this a Candy Emporium.”
“CANDY!”
She ripped open one of the plastic pick and mix crates and slammed it on the floor, it bounced back up and she caught it, ripping open the top of the crate and found herself twiddling lots of different candy animals.
“This Candy? This does not feel like a human to possess. What is this?”
He sighed, “Young lady you will pay for that you know?”
“This feels squishy. I do not like this. This is not Candy! You lied. I will be seeing you down under soon enough, sinner! Is it made of Gelatine? Yes, is Candy a cow?”
“Are you vegetarian or Vegan? Then yes a cow or a pig bones in the gelatine. I am sorry.”
“THIS IS NOT CANDY’S SOUL!”
She spun around and Makihouse kicked the old man into the sweet containers and he slid to the floor as his head started to bleed. Where oh where was Candy? She needed to inhabit her soul. This was a dead end. Time to go in search of Candy once more.
Part Four: The Strip - The Search for Candy continues
Date: 06/18/20
Time: :03:21 A.M
Location: Las Vegas, Nevada.
Still wearing the same clothes as earlier in the day Melissa Aki wandered along the strip, ignoring the looks from people. She studied these people and the way they walked and talked and hid their sexual deviances but now as she began shouting Candy at everyone who walked past her a young white male with a reddish complexion and long red hair stopped her in the middle of the strip outside a club called “Beat Off” and grabbed her arm.
“I would let go if I was you.”
“Chill, sugar, Look am letting go. You just seem lost in this big bad strip. I want to help you. Why are you screaming for Candy? Are you looking for some sweet stuff, honey?”
“Sweet like Candy?”
“Yes just like Candy. Let me show you where Candy is!”
She nodded as she was taken down an alleyway and her senses were strong. She wanted to snap his neck in two and rip his head from his shoulders but not yet. She enjoyed playing Melissa and no one knew she was Daniela the Demoness looking for Candy’s soul to reap.
He lead her up some path way, then some stairs and then to a room with big burly men on the outside. The man nodded at them and they opened the door. He shut it behind them and there was only a bed in the room. Daniela sighed as a lovely curvaceous african american woman walked through some secret passage.
“Hey Honey, I see you brought me some delightful sugar to chow down on. You know, Sergio, I do love me some Asian pussy.”
“I think she is a brit as well. “
“Delightful.”
“CANDY!”
“Oooh that accent. No wonder my panties fell off. Let’s get her ready oh and sugar I am Candy!”
Her eyes went pitch black as the naked woman and the man started to fondle her vessel. This...this is wonderful. Sinners and two souls to reap but oh vessel does not like and we must protect the vessel...but Candy?
“Candy. You’re THE Candy?”
She kissed the vessel’s mouth as he continued to fondle her and Daniela could feel Maki screaming stop inside of the mind of the vessel.
“I am Candy baby. All for you and Sergio. We are going to have so much fun. Why don’t you touch down here…”
With that she snapped the neck of the woman known as Candy and inhaled this mass of dark air spewing from her mouth and then stopped dead and let the body fall to the ground. She then Makihouse kicked Sergio so hard he went flying through the wall to the corridor outside. She inhaled his spirit too. She had finally taken the soul of Candy. Now she needed to see Persephone. With that a hole in the centre of the room got bigger and bigger with fire creeping out of it as Daniela disappeared and the hole filled up. Maki screamed in horror at the sight but she had been possessed long enough to know when Daniela has taken control of her and now she was back in charge of her being she had one thing to do before her debut against Candy.
Part 5: Up On a roof
Date: 06/19/20
Time: 11.35 A.M
Location: Las Vegas, Nevada.
Ever since the remarkable scene in the brothel Maki had been trying to outrun the law, the pimps and crazies of Las Vegas and somehow had wound up on the roof of the Bellagio. She looked down at all the ant like people milling around below her. All of them stuck in their own narcissistic agony, vying for attention and likes. Tick Tocking their way into the casino area to lose a lot of money. She always wondered why people loved it here? It’s like a big arcade for adults and just throws away their money they worked hard for over some pipe dream of riches. The House always wins. As she pondered her next move she received a text that her promo was due in so she strapped a go pro to her head and started to talk and get agitated.
“I have been around the world, I have wrestled some of the best in the business like Alicia Lukas but I have never had a place where all the world’s best convene. This is the ultimate test of how good I am in that ring and how tough and resilient I am. I know Candy is probably there thinking she is a former roulette champion and that in itself is no mean feat. I get it, Candy, I get you’re one tough cookie and you could easily score the win against me. I do not doubt that for one second. You are tough, tenacious and somewhat ditzy. My Homework suggests you use this mask and this persona to lull people into a false sense of security. I do not buy this naive charade of yours one bit. Your mask fell when you asked who I was. Come on. Everyone knows who Maki is! That was the first chink in your armor, honeylove.”
She smiled and bit her lip.
“I also know you just had an inferno match so no way will you be one hundred percent against me and I will use that against you. I have not come here to lose and lose to the likes of you who would be better off being a showgirl than an actual fighter or someone who can match me. This is my debut and you see me as someone you can easily vanquish then think again. I aim to make an example out of you. How will I do that? Easy. I will slowly and meticulously rip each mask you present to the world until the real Candy steps up and then she will have been degraded so much psychologically and physiologically that you will be begging for me to end your misery.”
She adjusted her Go Pro and looked down at the building and wondered what would happen if she jumped off.
“You see no matter what offence you put in, no matter if you cut me open I am always one Makihouse kick away from victory. I want you to make me bleed, Candy. I love it. I love to taste the bitter iron in my blood and I will love it even more to mix it with yours and suck that blood out of you until you become some ridiculous anemic pile of ash and cloud. I want you to give me everything you got. Empty your arsenal against me. I want you to. I dare you to. It won’t be enough. You already lost your inferno match. That makes me think you’re not as good as you believe and your airhead persona isn’t living up to the status you think it affords you. Do not believe you own hype as you’re nothing more than a low rent midcarder made to fill some spot because you do not have it in you to become a top contender. That roulette championship was disgraced by having you hold it with some stupud fluffy care bear running alongside you for god’s sake! You’re a damned mockery of a fighter and I will take so much pleasure in knocking you the hell out that I might do it a dozen freaking times!”
She stopped talking and took some deep breaths just like her meditation app had told her to in times like this.
“Look I am not here to beat the hell out of you and hate you forever. I get it you have been a champion and beaten all comers until you lost it but word of advice - you lost it. That doesn’t make you a champion. A champion doesn’t lose. You’re now in the former champion category like me but mine were elsewhere and you cannot be stuck in the past. You seem like a nice person and are probably loved here but when it comes to fighting and proving myself I will do whatever it takes to win. Hands down I will cheat, I will gouge out your eyes, I will break your limbs, drink your blood, con a referee to get what I want but that also doesn’t make me a bad person, Candy. It makes me a winner. Losses are a part of life and when the dust settles I hope you see this loss and learn from it. I hope you learn to never treat someone like they are a nobody. Everyone is somebody until someone breaks them in every way imaginable and that is what I plan on doing to you. For the victory. You have never ever faced someone like me before and you never will again. Underestimate me at your own damn peril. I am here to win and to win championships. I am here to face the best of the best and you’re not in that league so if I fail to beat you then I fail to live up to my expectations, my fans expectations and the owners as well. I will not do that and you will die on that cross you made when you dared to exclaim,’Who is she?’”
That anger rose in her again. Who is this brain dead prima donna of the midcard losers to ask her who she was? Some simpleton would never get the better of Melissa Aki!
“Honeylove, the situation in this match is pretty simple. I am going to run you over, you;re but an obstacle to overcome and always do defeat them. I have won one of my debuts and I will not lose this one not to a moron like you. So many people before me faced you and were fooled by this ditzy woman but not me oh and do not think I am taking you lightly because you’re fast in that ring and you like to leap around with high flying moves that will give you some seriously lucky wins but as you ascend to that top rope just remember that before you connect with said move my boot will be on the bridge of your nose in nanoseconds. I have seen what you can do and impressive as it is I will not let that happen. You will not succeed in ruining my day in the limelight for I have scouted you and know the perfect plan and how to execute it. You might think this move or that will hurt me but I love the pain of gladiatorial combat and I love the feeling when I put you down where you deserve to be. For I am Melissa Aki, the korean warrior, the dark demoness possessed nutcase who always finds a way to win. Your loss will be my victory and I will be the only one standing because failure, to me, is not an option!”
She takes off the Go Pro and leans over the edge again. She knows Candy will be a very severe test.She knows and believes in her words and her actions but she also will be woman enough to shake her hand afterwards unless of course she punts that dog into oblivion. This is a statement of intent and like these idiots below she will ride her luck, roll the dice and see if she is the winner with the killer instinct that she knows herself to be.
