Beauty from Within

A short light flickers acrossa street where we see some light shining across the corner of a  street. Cars drive by and we can hear someone talk and laughing, while to wait a few seconds before everything continues without them. Or at least that’s what they always come up witho isn’t it???

Just burn before they come back for more”

A soft, yet deep voice can be heard. There’s an Easer European dialect revealing that he is om Eastern Europe and many centuries old. The camera zooms in on him as he is clearly enjoying himself

“You already have reached too far Ludwig, please hold”

The dark and pertruding eyes stare at the figure that is called “Ludwig”

“Just a few more… ahhh… yes…

I meant steps”

They have stopped walking after a few more seconds in an attempt to secure an advantage over another.

“Why don’t you please allow me to explain everything?? Before you run out of oxygen mi amigo”

A soft croak comes out of a pile of rubbish and a bird suddenly flies out and lands on his extended arm. Looking at the vampire with a look of hunger and desire as Dmitri feeds him some food.

“Spread your wings and learn to fly isn’t it?? Oh wouldn’t that be something?? To allow this captured creature reclaim his nature of the animal kingdom that it once possessed?? How foolish to think that once a creature is tamed one day, that nature would restore the balance in the force the next.

Typical an assumption that only could be made by a mere human being. The question will be often asked, by whom of course??? A flaw that until this very day is something that is on each and everyone’s lips. And yet?? You fail to surprise me how foolish you have become.

He realizes that there are shadows emerging from within.

“Within what?? My shadows?? My past?? My future?? My single ticket out of a game of Monopoly and just go further to start and connect how many thousands upon thousands of noice??don’t be foolish to think that we are so similar and a like, while we are further from the deepest spot of your existence…

And no, I’m not talking about the sheer stupidity of you ignoring my intelligence once more??? Ah yes…, the ignorance is high upon the list of those ho have gained everything and have not lost such a thing”

He sighs, realizing that it wouldn’t be as easy as he had assumed or had hoped for. Realizing that since the end of the Emperor and the Empire in its entirety. People that no longer has to endure the wrath of the Empire… and yet the Republic wasn’t it as fair as they had hoped for.

“I love a story of the good guy winning…, too bad for you that my intension of good and evil has obviously kept us closer together… just like us”

He licks his teeth and his tongue stops at his fangs.

“I’m so sorry, I was so busy hunting that I had forgotten that I have to share my air time with those who do  celebrate the fact that we have yet to die another day… A day that is for some so close and for me?? Well let’s just say that my bones ache, but yet have not broken. Just like watching drops leaving the bottle that you have opened and pour down the kitchen sink. Only wondering why?? Why to fertilize nature’s cries for thirst has been clenched for now… Yet my thirst is seemingly endless.”

He smiles

“Seemingloy it looks like a good idea to at least educate myself once a bit more before everything could change and when darkness is just a light switch away from being eliminated

I know eliminated sounds so definite, as if that the world has finally succumbed to the might that scares u like a deadly disease like the elite… only because we fear the eliminating elements of nature that we cannot stop until finding a cure… just like the plague that tormented the human race in the age of the knights in shining bright armor.

And yet I cannot remember a better day to have been a vampire. Wine in many cans of destined festivities by those who shall never find a path of intriguing interest. Hoping that I would find the cure for world hunger…. Only to use it against the pharmacies of the world…. Merely to keep your hopes up high in doubt huh??”

“Dmitri”

A voice of a woman is heard, it’s his wife Damia that we have known from the days that she as Gothika had wrestled in this organization. The woman vampire that loves her husband and kiss him when the two share a moment o intimacy. A moment that only lasts a few seconds before Dmitri pulls away and stares into the camera.

“You thought I would forget my duties as a suitable husband and a father?? Only because that’s what you assume vampires do? The predator that houses fear into your hearts, only because we are too lazy to buy a bus ticket to your heart??

Tell me little ones, is it merely the fact that none of you wish me to live and walk amongst you?? or merely the fact that I am not one of you???”

He is waiting for an answer that he had known that would not come as he huffs cynical

“Of course not, its like talking to a parrot. That only repeats the easy parts of that what it can remember. A simplistic thought that is often the wisest of them all. And yet, I did not answer your question the correct way did I?? Such a bad man I have become.

His eyes close for a few moments, a smile emerges as his wife kisses his cheek. Their fangs bare for a few moments before she whispers something and walks off. Leaving her husband alone as he slowly revels in the sensation he had endured a few seconds ago

“How does this feel for you humans to understand?? Call it pride, call it nothing more than a shear happiness that builds inside you. As if your first moment had come that you realize as a child that potty training has finally paid off. Finally understanding the countless hours of your parents almost begging you to stop filling up your diapers and become a man??

Oh God, I cannot believe that I went there.. the sacred place for parents that should not be shared on national television… or unless you are Dr. Phil of course….

A soft snicker emerges, shaking his head in delight as he has such fun.

“Forgive my excitement, it’s been so long since I spoken in a public environment. Knowing that at this moment on that I am public property of every beer swelling, meat eating humanoid that to this very day believes that this planet is flat and I am the center of YOUR universe”

An unmistakable laugh emerges on his face once more.

“It’s only a problem for you to understand that I know more of life in my little pinky than you will ever earn in your entire life. Or less nature must alter the circle of life. Causing my existence to either become absolute… or merely the fact that I am become God for those who are in dying need for a savior.

But don’t worry, I shall not die at the cross and look up at the Heavens of please to forgive them for their sins. Because I would just simply rip my hands and feet off the cross and dwell upon your sorrow and hatred.

Because it’s what is expected of me isn’t it?? Oh you humans are such a hypothetical disgrace of being on top of the food chain… I will no longer shake my head in disbelief and merely laugh. Laughing to the fact that you will no longer evolve… while I am going to blast ahead from the past to the future…. As my name is not…. Dmitri…..
Beauty from the The People…….. part one

“Oh Hallelujah!! Praise the great minds of the Hottest of Shots of Mark Ward and… well… Christian Underwood. Coming up with the best wrestlers evolution of a blind date. The Blast from the Past, the season of men and women coming together, ignore the unlikeliest bonds that has ever been registered in history of mankind. Only to see the very best survive and handed a championship, the mere thought of it just gives me goosebumps all over…. Wouldn’t you like to see???

Now I know this is just a fundamental welcome back for some and the first impression of other. And I know that for the benefit of those who run this organization that I Have to keep it clean and decent…, but don’t worry little children of the age of anywhere from the diapers until you are too blind to see… Uncle Dmitri…. Is here to educate you…. permanently”

A soft snicker emerges upon the face of a man that has held championship gold, a man that has waged war against the best and made people turn their heads. A man that we have not seen or heard off for quite some time…., until the night that he came back to reintroduce himself….

“Now of course I am teaming up with a mortal, a woman that has bowed to extract revenge upon the one…. And in the process use it to fuel her chances to face another. Is it too difficult to phantom?? Well maybe for the lightheaded fools that have not raised their heads out of the asses of any of the real time soap since the Real World… you know the one show that started the demise of the current society that is called society watchers?? Hmm?? Oh please, I know that watching a real life soap is just as interesting as watching a promo from someone that tries so hard to be relevant… And yet fails to succeed in doing ANYTHING remotely close to be entertaining”

He presses his finger to his mouth, he softly bites it while having a look of seduction radiating from his face. His eyes turn from dark red to green, to brown and back to red. All a miracle trick to some, while others who have known this man would realize it was nothing more than a part of his existence.

“Did I return to tell about how I waged war with the greats of the past?? It would be fun to sit down with the kids, open up the fireplace and tell the tales of how me and some of my best opponents shed blood. How close I came to fulfill my desired hunger to become champion…El Campione in the Spanish speaking nations, Le Champion in the French… And yet the tongue of the language does not alter the desire isn’t it?? And yet….”

He rolls his eyes into the back of his head, he runs his tongue over his lips and his fangs get bare

“Yet I can taste it, like I had done in the past. Finally achieving my long undead dream…. Only to have it been snatched from my fingers…. Making me wonder if my time had finally come to an end… But I guess even the undead have their moments of being desperate, having your undead life flash before your very own eyes and make you wonder… is this really it?? Is this the end that the Almighty God himself had bestowed upon me while chuckling down to memory lane??

We all know history tends to repeat itself doesn’t it??”

He smiles, he takes a glass of wine to his mouth and sips it down his throat before placing it down before him.

“I’ve never cared about the names of those who are being held by nothing more than bodies that house a soul. That have hearts pounding inside their ribcage as that would allow them to endure the life ending duration of their existence. When shall it end, who will pass judgment upon my legacy?? And who will cry and who will laugh?? And yet we all know that the undead will only stand before your coffin, watch it drown itself into the sand of time that shall end when the first drop of dirt drops on top of the lid. It’s a miracle tale to think that nothing has come to pass, until the night falls isn’t it???”

He stops for a few moments, he inhales a scent that apparently reminds him of something. A smile reveals that he remembers it and has grown fond of it.

“I’ve been often asked to the likes of others of what made me who I am. Usually it will be referred to the fact that I am a tough sob, that I like to draw blood and that you have to destroy me before you could possibly consider yourself a survivor. But is that truly what I am all about??? Nothing more than a hard fighting brute??

Oh mon ami of this undeveloped brains of your existence… how wrong could you possibly be?? I’m not a fighter, I am a lover. A lover of wanting to feel your life slid through my fingers and watch you exhale the final sigh of your life… knowing that you have had a good life, knot having to worry about tomorrow… Realizing that your time has finally come, only to share it with the anger of the undead staring you into your eyes.

Fascinated by the dropping of the hour glass, hearing the sand slowly slide through the smallest of small holes to the seemingly endless fall down to the ground.

I know I am talking biblical like riddles, but who is more entwined not to be enduring the riddles of life. I mean seriously, I could bore everyone by merely telling the world that I will be the one standing tall and victorious alongside my tag team partner. Watching down upon the likes of Kate Steele and Javi Gonzalez….

Only to make me think of how fascinating that would be… hmmm??”

He runs his fingers through his soft almost velvet like hair. The hair that he often thinks back to when he got turned at a young age. He was the most handsome young man in the entire town thousand miles away from Moscow. Being a farm boy in ancient era of the Romanovs hasn’t changed him from within… Granted he has learned to develop his wardrobe to the best of styles and learning the sophistication of the wealthy and rich.

“Yet I know I should speak of you Javier. Shouldn’t I ask the often obviously asked questions that both of us have received in our lives?? Asked the questions of those who do not understand? Those who believe that we are just fake and desire to reach attention by being different?? Oh forgive me if I decide not to roll around in the same mud that every other fool wishes to dwell their careers in…. By merely diving into something that they cannot phantom, not knowing how they would come out of it when their heads once again reach above water…

I allow you to tell me my interesting opponent, the one man that I do understand is making his in ring debut for the Sin City Wrestling. Escaping SCU, hoping to see whether his ability would allow you to maintain a standard level of survival?? You intrigue me, you allow me to lick my lips in anticipation of what would be coming next… in the hopes that you shall not disappoint me mon ami….

Forgive me if I prefer to enter the realm of being friendly, perhaps become acquainted by your believes and your distain for that what is clearly what you are struggling for to resist is it not??”

Dmitri playfully slaps himself across the back of his left hand with the other one before scratching the back of it with his very own finger nails.

“Now I realize that I am a bad boy, promising the one and delivering the opposite. How could I possibly make this up to you and everyone else that was anticipating the promises become reality. But just like politicians that lie to get your vote.. I just merely mock the one by doing the other.    `

Did it mean I would lie to you? Does it mean I am not to be trusted upon telling me your deepest secrets?? Does it mean that I take you lightly?? Or just merely do not care??

Oh so many questions, it would almost make me wonder why I have not gotten a migraine??”

He smiles

“A physical reaction to something that would make me ask myself why humans allow such a mental instability allow them to be levelled down into their bed. While it is only in their minds to not accept the fact that you are nothing more than a weakling. A weakling that constantly overthink their weaknesses. Helpless, futile and nothing more than an excuse to be a failure.

Of course… failure is a strong word that people do not accept isn’t it?? Like what ticks you Javier?? What makes you want to claw away from the skin deep weaknesses that you attempt to resist??

Please don’t tell me you have none mi amigo”

Once again he smiles….

“Of course you would resist the open hand to shake yours, to become acquainted with each other… realizing that after this night has ended that our paths shall go their separate ways. Its like how you humans like to proceed in your lives don’t you?? Always on the move, as if you are afraid that you would miss something that would make your lives complete. Or whatever that may very well be……

I know you wouldn’t want to hide it from me now would you?? Because being selfish is a key to once more allow me to nod my head that loners are truly a problem in this world isn’t it??

Are you lonely Javier??”

A question that allows a curious look emerge upon his face as a few strings of hair falls before his eyes.

“Or are you just… how would you explain it to the simple human beings?? Oh yes…, complicated?? Are you?? Or are you just wanting to be special?? A one in a million? A possible reaction to childhood of being teased when young?? Never being able to get over it and want to play the role of avenging his life from those who made you suffer?? Clearly another case of avenging the role of being the victim of not wanting to accept society… And yet…, of course that may very well be nothing more than a mere hunch… a guess and having an intuition.

Something that would allow some being better than others…. No??”

He allows his fingers move away the hairs that had fallen before his face as he stares intently into the camera.

“Will you beat me Javier?? And please entertain me with at least being original instead of just telling me that you believe that you are better. Because trust me, that’s what we all think about ourselves these days. Obviously the speed benefits you, agility of attempting to avoid being hit…. Endurance that is needed not to run out of gas as quickly as bigger and heavier men like me will have isn’t it amigo??

Wait… I prefer mon ami…, I am aware that it would make others think that I intend to become very close in a personal fashion. But I am sure that a sophisticated soul like yours would understand that I prefer to give you a complimentary version of being my opponent. But then again…, who knows. Maybe you have a sensitive skin that would show goosebumps, merely you are attempting to cast away my emotional respect…

Oh why am I allowing me to guess about your mental situation when I only care of breaking you down physical. Destroying your hopes of having a dream remain nothing more than a hopeful guess, a change of heart and realizing that the path that you had set for yourself have altered by merely three damn seconds.

One…..”

He raises one finger of his left hand and holds it in front of his face.

“Perhaps not one of the most dangerous number in a three count wouldn’t you think?? Realizing that you have two more seconds left, listening to the speed of the slap to the canvas. Realizing how much time is left to surprise the crowd that are wondering whether this was it to end the match that they prefer to go on forever?? And yet already crossing their fingers in hopes of future confrontations that would blow their minds.

Sadly that would not mean you mon ami…

Two…”

Another finger joins his first

“Now things are getting more interesting isn’t it?? Because after this second slap on the canvas you know that you have to react, that you have to kick out or raise your shoulder of the canvas… because if you won’t it would not only make you bow down your head to your opposition… But also the shame of trying to explain your partner why you failed him… or in this case… her??”

A third finger emerges and his whisper utters…

“Three…”

He shakes his head, whispering something as soft that even the camera cannot hear.

“I know I am strange, maybe even deliberately trying to make you guess why I am like this way. But trust me Javier…., when the moment comes… you will understand…. And then you can nod your head in agreement that the Blast from the Past… has exceeded the future…..

With that the shot fades.

 It’s late at night, Dmitri is sitting at a porch of his and Gothika’s home where he is staring into the void of the ranch that surrounds their home in the middle of nowhere. He is drinking a bottle of rum, something that is rather unusual for the man that we know to be a vampire, usually only drinking blood. But this time the former World Champion already had clenched his thirst with some blood and wanted to drown his sorrow with alcohol. He cannot remember the last time that he had a hangover, but he does not care

Dmitri: Hmmmm

He lifts his eyes towards his love of his life and a smile emerges upon his face, staring at the beautiful face of the woman that he fell in love with. Seeing her smile answering his and walks over towards him and kisses him on his forehead, causing him to sigh when he feels the warmest lips that his cold skin has ever felt in his life. Making him amazed every single time how wonderful she truly is to him.

Dmitri: The kids alright???

She nods her head as she drops down next to him on the couch next to him and rests her head against his shoulder as he lifts his arm up around her waist.

Gothika: They just love to be with Lucy

Dmitri chuckles softly as he takes another sip from the bottle of rum

Dmitri: Auntie Lucy, she is amazing when it comes down to kids, I am glad that we have found such a great nannie.

Gothika looks up at his face, rasping her fingers across his chin and stares at him lovingly

Gothika: It gives us the chance to spend some time with each other, something that I really have missed. I wished….

Her mouth suddenly stops uttering the words that she clearly has trouble mentioning, causing her to turn her head away from him. Causing him to realize how much she is missing the in ring competition and her friends, but mostly missing the time that they would travel together from city to city every single night. He kisses her shoulder and feels her pain growing

Dmitri: I know my sweetheart, I….,

Suddenly she stares at him with fire in her eyes and a tear running down her cheek as she clutches her fists

Gothika: DO YOU?? Really?? You do?? I am not so sure whether I should believe you Dmitri.

He looks puzzled at her as she bares her fangs and punches him rather not playfully into his chest.

Gothika: You were so busy trying to redeem your inner demons that I sometimes thought that I almost didn’t existed!!

Dmitri: But…,

Gothika: OH shut up Dmitri!! You were so hell bend on winning that godforsaken world title that I cried at night because you didn’t call me!!

Dmitri: But….,

But Gothika has no intention to listen to him as she sits up and frees herself from his embrace.

Gothika: And when I arrived at every single arena for your match, did you ever consider asking whether I was happy???

He knew the answer already, so opening his mouth would have been the worst idea that he would ever have made. Deciding to remain silent as he knows there is more than this rampage coming.

Gothika: But even then I was there for YOU! I stood in your corner when Fenris knocked YOU OUT!! And let’s not even discuss the tale of Kris Ryans!! Oh no Dmitri, you are not just an embarrassment to your career if you keep this up, no you are also an embarrassment to me and your children!!

The words hit his soul in a way that had never felt anything hit him like this before. He instinctively raises his hands towards her to hold her back into his embrace, but they feel like they are thousands of pounds heavy and unable to lift them. Unable to say something as shame has hit over him and makes him realize that he has been a selfish bastard. He drops his head and stares at the half empty bottle of rum and almost wants to drop it

Gothika: Oh no, you better finish that drink that you started Dmitri, because this is going to be the final day of your miserable life that I allow you to mope about everything that goes wrong. But I expect to see a man that at least tries to focus on something beyond his stupid in ring career!! Like oh I don’t know, perhaps the woman that chose to spend her eternal life with YOU!!!

It is as if a magnet pulls his head upwards, causing him to stare into the eyes of Gothika and realizes that he is this close of losing the woman that he loves

Dmitri: Yes…., yes I will Damia.

She walks off, not even looking at him as the tears that flow from her face are too much for her to bear. Hating to see him like this, as a man that is lost instead of the man that was strong and determined to make everyone realize who he is. She runs into her bedroom before falling on her bed and closes her eyes, wishing that it was tomorrow already and that he would change his life to save their relationship. The camera turns back towards Dmitri, who is sitting there sighing. Staring at the last drop of rum that a few moments ago tasted like honey but now? Now it he is disgusted about himself as much as the liquor that he attempted to use to run away from reality.

Dmitri: I better change…., no matter what…..,

That following morning

Dmitri can be seen walking on a path that is on his ranch, chewing on a straw that he had found a while ago of his corn. Biting on it as his mind is racing wildly, realizing that he has to make a decision on how to improve his life with Gothika and his children. Realizing how selfish he has become and how it has harmed him in a private as well as his in ring career. He stops, staring at some stones in the middle of the path in front of him.

Dmitri: You have three choices Dmitri…..

He chuckles at his rather sarcastic comment that he just made.

Dmitri: You either man up…..,

He repeats the words in a mere screams as he places his hands upon his head and goes through his knees while screaming like a mad man.
Dmitri: MAN UP!!? Oh is that so fucking easy?? Is that the entire answer that I have been looking for my entire existence?? I didn’t know that it was so fucking easy!!! If I knew that….. then…… then…… AARGHH!!!!

He punches is fist into the path that he was travelling on, inches away from hitting the rocks before grabbing one of them in his hand and squeezes hard upon it. He feels the warmth of the sun that has come over it and feels it hissing slightly against his skin as it is burning in his hand. He bites hard on his teeth, causing his fangs to extract from his mouth and scratches against his other teeth as he does not want to react in a painful way as humans may do. Proving that he is a vampire and not a failure.

Dmitri: And why is it not working!!!

Dmitri throws away the rock after the long and loud scream of agonizing frustration, digging his fingers into the sand as he is softly weeping as he lowers his head inches above the ground.

Dmtri: It’s just better I just disappear from this world, this world of being a wrestler that has choked my life out of me a how many times now? And yet I still am unable to realize the sincerity of how pathetic it has become. Who cares about my past, who cares about my present or even my future for that matter!! And I am wondering myself, MY FREAKING SELF of why it has taken me so long to realize the errors of my ways??? And only coming to the conclusion that I had the hope of becoming the Spock of the human race that would be my James T. Kirk. Excluding emotions, excluding sensitivity as rage and pan is the only answer to build a career upon. And boy have I not done such a thing?? HA!!! Oh yeah sure, I’m well respected…, another word of respectfully laugh behind my back every single time that I turn around!!

And can I blame them?? Of course not, who wouldn’t laugh at a mythical creature that embarrasses himself on a more regular basis than any world leader that knows that he can change the outcome of the world by pressing on a memre red button and nuke the place down. Argh, who am I kidding. Who am I thinking I am that I can alter the direction of this planet? It’s not their stupidity that they do not understand what I am talking about, it’s my stupidity that makes me believe every single word that I am saying?? I should be overjoyed with the realization that I am a fucking disappointment!!!

He slowly lifts his upper body from the ground and we can see him laugh hysterically, his eyes are closed shut screaming like a mad man after his laughter has stopped.

Dmitri: Is this what we all wanted to see??!!! Is this how you envisioned a man that is struggling to keep his sanity?? Is this how we wish to feed your hunger for misery upon those who you all believe do not deserve the same equality as you all do!!!

He grabs his hair and starts to rip them out of his head, knowing that it is to no use as it will only grow back on even faster than him pulling out. He stares at the hairs that are in his hands and stares at them as if it is the first time that he has ever seen his hair.

Dmitri: And I just keep being thrown into those matches because it’s what others want!! Why not?? it’s always how to please the weakened ideals of humans over that of mine!! Nobody cares about my personal life, nobody cares of the three children that onloy know me from watching tv!! Nobody cares for fuck sakes!!! And why would they??? I don’t!! it’s always me trying to please the other, because it’s the onloy thing that I thought I was good at!! Newslash!! I’m not!!!

And it’s rather soothing to realize that unlike the thought that I am the only one in this world that is this sad, to know that there are many more like me. Who all desperately try to prove their worth that in the end it’s only me that remains. It’s soothing to know that people never seem to care about anything about themselves. And I’m sure that the next will be the same!! It will be HIS stepping stone to do things that all the others have done before. And who am I to deny his opening dream state of wishing for a star!!

He looks up at the burning sun who is shining upon his pale white skin

Dmitri: Will I ever see the sunlight like I used to when I was a mortal?? Will ever feel the burning sensation of having your flesh feel the radiation that is normal? It’s as if I am wishing to be normal!! To fit in!! Because it’s no use to hide the desires that everyone has!! Because after all these centuries, who are we kidding that we wish to live forever as like Freddy Mercury sang so foolish in the hopes of postponing the inevitable.

And the answer to my foolish question will be no, of course I will not experience the sensations that I used to…. of course my cold skin will never experience anything of the natural that is common to you idiots. Except love…. The only thing that I need to fight for to contain or else…

He grabs the second stone and stares at it with hatred.

Dmitri: Or else you just shoot me, who gives the shit anymore if one more person passes away? oh I can see the obituary now…. We saw him shine at least once, perhaps twice. We never knew how he felt, we never understood his ideals as a vampire wannabe. Because that’s my legacy isn’t it?? still not believing that the unnatural is real, oh of course except the few lucky ones that has endured more than a mere butterfly landing upon their nose and have them wish for a star when the moon and the sun eclipse each other at the same freaking time!!
But death? Death would be an answer if I had no longer desire to breathe…, no longer wishing to see the sun rise from the East as another day of my miserable life is being offered to be made a difference where hope has already vanished.

Do I sound like I’ve swallowed a book of riddles?? Who cares…, it’s who I am… deal with it.

He squeezes harder on the stone as he is clearly not wishing for death.

Dmitri: And the funny part of it all is, that if you would have asked me yesterday… I would have picked the easy way out. Just a bullet through the brain as you humans often loved to do in the Wild West. Wondering what it would have been like? To endure hellacious pain, to be unable to fight on and know that it is only a matter of time before the reaper would close my eyes and take my soul. But that’s before I realized, I no longer have a soul!! Or at least if I did, I wonder where I left it!! because it would be a nice to remember how it felt holding my own children. Something to this very day I still do, but…..

He stops, breathes heavily as if it is weighing heavily on his heart before looking upwards again.

Dmitri: I cannot give in to temptation now, I have so much more to prove and regain before I ever could think of doing something else. Something that is still far away from the reaper’s clutches… and yet I’ve longed for it to happen so many centuries that sometimes you mistake good for evil.

Or is it merely the exception of the case??

He throws the rock away and shakes his head, clearly he is not satisfied with death either. He stares at the rock he picked up first and then the final rock.

Dmitri: Or there’s the one thing that is keeping people alive for so many centuries and that reason is to fight. Fight until you can’t fight anymore…. The problem for you all is that you have to fight for respect, conquering of spots on the roster for goals and glory like championship belts. While as for me???

Dmitri stares back, seeing the home he walked away from miles and miles away, knowing that his love of his life is still there and grins.

Dmitri: My goal is merely to get what I want…., what I know is important to me. What I feel is rightfully MINE to worship and to love. Something that each and every one of you will have to endure from now on until I decide it’s over. Something that my opponent of this coming show will have to endure, the latest installment of the Raab legacy. A name that I have wondered whether it’s bond would finally be broken or rekindled with another of their kin. I guess the question has been answered, an answer that will soon be entering the six sided ring as he stares me in the eyes and the only thing that he has got working for him is what his family has told him.

Too bad that they never experienced the wrath of my own self like I am wishing upon from now on. Something that they need to understand before they can finally teach their young sibling. A monster an iceman…. Now the latest installment of hopefully the last of their kind. Let us all just wage war my friend…, perhaps it will benefit us both and make our lives a pleasure to endure… or else… I’m forced to pick up another rock and judge your final calling… until then…. Young  Raab… until then….,

 OOC: apologies to the lack of length, but here it is

It’s the middle of the day, five pm. The sun is shining and the birds are chirping. I hear my children laughing as they are playing with their mother, music is playing on the background as Otis Reading is on. Ingredients to make a day very special, but why am I so miserable???

Dmitri: Where’s my drink??

I whisper softly, I’ve bee drining since we left the cruise and been hiding in my room. I know that Damia is keeping an eye upon me, hearing every word and every move I make. Yet she gives me the space I need to deal with it all. Why does she do so much for me?? Why do I feel like I’m not deserving even a damn bit of what her full love gives me. Yet she stays with me, telling me that she loves me. Seeing the smiles upon my children, things that should warm any man’s heart… and to be honest? It does….

Dmitri: Ugh….

My voice croaks, it’s been hours upon hours that I’ve been drinking the red. Blood from all different bloodtypes, I did not even care upon checking from whom they were. It does taste so fucking tasty though, I guess that’s what not caring anymore does for you.

I see my love Damia hold our little baby girl, she and her brothers grow so fast. They are still not even a year old in human years and yet….. they grow so fast. I see her wave, smiling at me as that causes Damia to turn her head towards me. I swallow hard as I for the first time in days, perhaps weeks…. I’ve lost count, but for the first time in a long time that I see how beautiful she is. Causing me to blow a kiss to both ladies and both of them smile..

Dmitri: I guess I need to pick myself up a….

Voice: Again Dmitri??

I sigh, I know it is Ekaterina. But this time I know she is welcome, after accepting the fact that she is my mother and I want her near us for watching her grandchildren grow. Perhaps the cruise was not a complete failure after all, although it did not felt that way.

Dmitri: Hello my dear mother

She scuffles, mockingly laugh as she grabs the glass of red and lifts it up to her nose before smelling the blood and turns an ugly face.

Ekaterina: Come on Dmitri, where did you get this???

I want to answer her, but my mind is a complete blur after the cruise extravaganza. I only know waking up and covered in my own vomit. I see her look at me, shaking her head in disgust and disappointment. It’s okay though, I’m slowly getting used to that these days.

Ekaterina: Please Dmitri, how could you have not noticed that this is blood that is watered down and had some other filth inside it. We need to fix this, come on.

Dmitri: Wha???

Before I could finish my sentence I got pulled out of my chair with brute strength. Before I know we are upon the streets and standing in a corner as she is watching humans while I’m feeling dizzy.

Ekaterina: Whether you like it or not Dmitri, I’m going to make you feed upon fresh blood and make you feel back to your normal self.

Dmitri: I don’t wanna…

Suddenly her rage is something I feel, turning her face towards me and baring her fangs. Extracting her sharp nails to my throat as she chokes me with complete rage upon her face. For the first time I know this is my fault and not her savage nature to torture me, I just allow it to happen as I hope it may be swift.

Ekaterina: Stop it!!!

She drags me towards a female that has her back turned towards us and grabs her by the neck. This causes her to fall unconscious as she drags us to an alley

Moments later

I’m sitting there, blood on my mouth as I had taken some of the girl without harming her. Ekaterina had checked upon her to see whether she needed help but notices it is not necessary. I am smiling as I have not felt this way in a long time.

Dmitri: Thank you mother.

We cut to a commercial

We come back as we see Dmitri sit in a chair while holding his baby girl in his arms as she is sleeping. He is staring at the window in front of him before whispering a name.

Dmitri: Joshua Acquin….

His gaze is upon his girl as everything around him seemingly goes by unnoticed but his senses are sharp and ready.

Dmitri: We meet again, last time I beat you and that gathered me hope for something that got trashed into the waters of defeat. Something I already had wanted to forget how that would have tasted, yet I could not.

Perhaps this time it will be the new rise to the darkness that I seek to advance. Or perhaps another fall down to memory lane… no matter what the outcome will be Joshua.. I will be dragging your ass with me….

 Dmitri’s truth unfolds

We are in the house where Dmitri and Gothika share their lives with their triplets, a house where Dmitri has attempted to bring as much of his ancient Russian history with him. It made him feel more at home than wherever he spend his eternity in. We see the two holding each other in their bed, Gothika having her head resting on his chest as her fingers scratches his skin lovingly. Listening to his heartbeat as the two of them just made love to each other and are just enjoying the sensations that are going through their bodies.

Gothika: You were wonderful Dmitri.

The words sounds like music to his ears as he kisses her forehead, causing her to close her eyes and hums while rubbing her fingers through his chest hairs.

Dmitri: I wouldn’t have been here if it wasn’t for you, so I should thank you my angel.

The two kiss tender, his hands running through her hair. Staring in her blue eyes as she radiates of passion and love for the man that stole her heart several years ago. Causing her to smile as she sees his helpless gaze into her eyes, as if she is holding a baby in her arms that tries to crawl into her waiting arms.

Gothika: You are so cute when you are letting your guard down and show the sensitive side of you Dmitri.

Her fingers graze his cheek, causing him to let out a low growl of desire for this woman, his fangs are slowly becoming bare as he grabs her fingers and rasps his teeth across the skin of her fingers.

Gothika: It sometimes wonder how long did you have to repress these feelings must have had all these centuries. Having to be a…

Dmitri: A beast???

His eyes stare into hers, intense and still with love. But there is a small sign of sadness creeping in on him. Remembering those moments where he was kept for amusement, to bear his pain for a sinister creature for merely her own viewing pleasure, something he have wished for centuries to be able to forget. Yet the dreams never faded.

Gothika: I…, I’m sorry
He lowers his head before hers, trying to hide his sadness even though he knows that it is impossible to hide for the woman that sees and feels his emotions no matter how far they are apart. Let alone sharing their bed with each other. Only to have another emotion slowly emerge as he feels the kisses on his neck from the woman he loves, in the way that he knows that only she can. Causing him to grip the sheets with his hands as he tries to contain his desire to have her once more. Only to hear a soft giggle come from her lips as she has stopped kissing him, having the breath from her mouth gently touch his skin. Causing him to gasp and sigh in surprise.

I will promise you that the fear will be a shear memory of the past Dmitri, for that I promise you.

Her kisses turn towards his shoulders, softly sinking her fangs into his flesh as that causes him to gasp and moans softly. A sensation wanting to return the favor comes over him, but he refuses. Not because of being selfish, but he knows that moments like these it is always Gothika that wants to give him pleasure. Wanting to dominate his feelings in a caring way, not the way that Ekaterina often did. He gasps out loud as she sinks her teeth just inches above his shoulder bone. Lifting his head upwards as he lets out an animalistic growl that causes his eyes to turn red and stares into the void of the room that for some reason seems to be unknown to him, even though he has lived there alone for hundreds upon years. He slowly drops his head where Gothika should have been, but instead of seeing the woman he loves into their bed in his arms it is a seemingly endless pit of darkness.

Dmitri: Oh God…., no….,

Tears are emerging from his eyes, he is fully naked and chained down. The wounds that he has forgotten suddenly seemed to be fresh instead of the many centuries of age they truly are. The sobbing and begging of his words echo against the walls that surround him,, but because of the darkness he is unable to identify how far they are from him. A claustrophobic feeling that he has known all too well comes over him once again, trying to call out the name of Gothika… but only a soft gasp emerges from his vocal chords. He knows this sensation all too well, the powers of Ekaterina that chokes him without her hands actually coming in contact with his helpless flesh.

Voice: Dmitriiiiiiiiiii

His face looks up and down, spins around as much as it is capable off. His mind is racing, sweat pours from his forehead and chest, he wants to growl but it’s useless. And again he hears the whisper that he has dreaded for centuries.

Voice: Dmitriiiiii………

He wakes up, or so he thinks. He is inside his bed, but there’s no Gothika. He is wondering what is a dream and what is reality, he looks around and doesn’t see any electric appliances that he has gronw accustomed to from his current life.

Dmitri: It can’t be….

He looks at his hands, the whiteness has vanished, he feels his blood flow and for once he is not thirsty for other man’s blood. He hears voices and laughter, the laughter and voice of people he has not heard for centuries.

Voice: Yevgeni, stop teasing your little brother Dmitri…

Dmitri can’t believe it, how can this be? He is in this room, then how can he be teased by his brother that he had thought for centuries to have been dead. Only to find out that he was also a vampire and still alive…. And that voice… he cannot picture it, but somehow he recognizes it.

Voice: Go to your room Dmitri, I will call you for dinner later on.

Dmitri: Yes mommie.

The door opens and a young kid, not older than fifteen walks in and walks passed Dmitri. Apparently he is caught inside a memory that has been blocked from his mind by himself or…..

Old Dmitri: Nah, she couldn’t…. she does not…..

The sentence is cut off halfway his thoughts, seeing the younger him runs to the bed and jumps on top of it and starts to reach over underneath his bed. A comic book that he had forgotten he liked to read,

Young Dmitri: Haha Pjotr is so funny.

Pjotr, he remembers the comic that he loved to read before dinner, before bedtime. Hell he even sneaked it into his school books and read it during boring classes. Something that has gotten himself into trouble a few times. These thoughts cause him to chuckle, only to suddenly have the young Dmitri turn his head and stae him into his eyes with dark red eyes. Something that never happened before to him back then and how could it be? He was human still back then, he turned when he was twenty-five.

Young Dmitri: I know you are there….

Old Dmitri: This is just a dream, this can’t be real… I….

He freezes in his words when the younger version suddenly reaches out and touches his arm. Squeezing it with his soft fingers, feeling a strength that he only had felt when he was turned by Ekaterina.

Old Dmitri: But…., but…., how??

The door opens and we see his older brother, for a moment Dmitri reacts in a shocked way. He sees his brother how he remembered him, but wonders how this could be? He remembered Yevgeni as being only three years older, but this man is 17 years older than the kid.

Old Dmitri: How???

Yevgeni: Little brother, why don’t you leave me with him to talk. He still seems not to get what is going on.

Young Dmitri: Yes brother.

His eyes never leaves that of Dmitri, causing a shock to send through his body. A shiver is felt upon his spine. He looks at his older brother, yet for some reason his gaze never leaves that of his younger him until he has vanished.

Yevgeni: I have wished we didn’t had to do this Dmitri….

We?? His mind is racing, what is he talking about? Who is this we??? His family never knew of this…. did they??

Yevgeni: Questions, so much questions. Never finding the answers that were so close to you huh Dmitri?? You are a fool!!!!

Dmitri: What’s going on!!!!

Yevgeni smiles as he sees his brother seemingly crack under the situation that he is under.

Yevgeni: For being such a mommies boy, you sure as hell are a stupid fuck aren’t you Dmitri??

Dmitri looks up at his brother, not having a moment of doubt whether he is really there or not. whether if he is actually back home or just a bad dream.

Dmitri: Leave our mother out of this!! She was a…..

Yevgeni grabs Dmitri by the throat as the realization sinks in that his brother has been a vampire all along when he was a child. Wondering what the memory had meant when he saw Ekaterina turn him as he tried to protect his brother. Questions emerge upon him, but no words could leave his mouth from the shock and disbelieve.

Yevgeni: Oh yes little brother, everything that you have been told were a lie. You were born in a house of vampires!! You were raised by the undead until time was ready that we would take the final human being that was existing of our kin!! We were ashamed of you Dmitri…and yet Mother knew that you were special…. She kept you from dying at my hands….. Don’t you get it???

For the first time there’s fear in his eyes, not believing a reality that is presenting to himself slowly that he wishes to deny, that he wishes to tell himself that it isn’t true. But realizing slowly that there never was another reality than the one that presents itself to him

Dmitri: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooo

Suddenly the door swings open as we see……….

To be continued…..

The present day.

It’s morning, Dmitri and Gothika are preparing their luggage for the trip on the cruise. A trip he had not expected to turn out the way it could, a battle royal Ultimate X over the pool match. Where the winner faces Fenris for the vacated world title. Dmitri closes his suitcase as he stares at Damia, the woman that he calls his life, looking at her as she is staring at a few nighties, unable to decide which one to take with her on the trip.

Dmitri: Why don’t you take them both?? I’m sure that we will have enough time to enjoy every moment of it.

She grins while nodding her head before turning her gaze towards him, she gives him a wink before turning back to the suitcase and places both sets inside of it.

Gothika: I’m glad that you seem so calm once more, you weren’t yourself lately.

She closes her suitcase before sitting beside it and stares at Dmitri, knowing that he had such a rough ride last year. He sighs as he walks over towards her and kisses her on the forehead.

Dmitri: I may look calm and collective, but inside of me I’m nervous as hell. I mean you know the road I’ve been travelling for two years now. Last year I had to wait an entire year before I finally got my hands on that belt and I just let it slip away. Realizing that after obtaining it, that I did not know what it meant to be champion. A shame I have to carry with me for quit some time.

He closes his eyes, trying not to break down but he senses her soft caress on his jaw. Causing him to reopen his eyes and is welcomed with a smile.

Gothika: There’s nothing you need to be ashamed off, none of these opponents that you are facing has ever worn that title like you have.

The words warms his heart, a smile he cannot hide emerging on his face as he is about to kiss his partner, only to be stopped by a finger upon his lips. Causing him to see a sudden look of concern upon her face.

Dmitri: What’s wrong Damia?

Gothikas face turns away from his, a look of worry comes over his as he sees a tear approaching. He wants to hold her, but she pushes him away.

Dmitri: Damia???

She suddenly turns her gaze back towards him, only to show a sign of rage building inside of her that he has not seen from her… at least not towards him as he slowly takes his hands away from her as he realizes that this is serious.

Gothika: HOW COULD YOU!!!

Dmitri: What??

This enrages her even more as she charges in on him, baring her fangs as she pounds his chest constantly. He feels the impact from her blows, realizing that she is not trying to hurt him even though he knows she could if she wanted to. finally the blows weaken as he hears her starting to cry.

Gothika: Don’t take me for a fool Dmitri, I know she is trying to plant a seed inside your brain once more. Something you attempted to hide from me??? WHY!!!!

He is ashamed, he wants to say something but is unable to. As if his jaw his become glued to the floor and he feels like running away, but is unable to out of shame. He finally looks up towards her, staring into the burning eyes he loves so much. But there’s no sign of love or care to be seen in her gaze, something that worries him.

Dmitri: Damia…, I….,

Gothika: Is it worth it Dmitri? Is it worth everything that you are so seemingly want to give up as being such a selfish prick?? Because I thought that the man I gave my heart to was NOTHING LIKE MICHAEL!!!

These words echo through his brain, he realizes more and more that he needs to do something to convince her that he is anything but that. But deep down inside his heart he knows that there’s nothing that he can do or say to convince her otherwise.

Dmitri: There’s something that I need to tell you Damia.

Gothika: Oh this better be good Dmitri…. So spill it!!

He shakes his head.

Dmitri: At this moment I can’t tell you Damia, but you have to trust me.

A slap hits him in the face, she comes inches from his face and breathes heavily as she shakes her head.

Gothika: I want to trust you Dmitri, but as long you for whatever reason can’t tell me why?? Then you shouldn’t be expecting me to understand your hidden reasons why you would want to share the same room with that stinking corpse.

She wants to pound his chest again, but this time Dmitri has grabbed her wrists and lets her cry against his chest. He is so inflicted for not telling her even though he desires so much to let he know but he knows that this is just so very conflicted for him to tell. He slowly whispers in her ear as she tries to pull away from him.

Dmitri: (whisper) I love you…. I will be ok… I promise.

He knows how much this hurts her, he hates himself for that what he has to do. But he also knows that he has no other way, he has to close this ongoing saga of pain and suffering.

Gothika: (whisper) I love you

The two cry as he wraps his arms around her, causing her to weep against his shoulder as both hold each other close. He holds her there for an hour or so before he puts her into her own bed and let her sleep as night has fallen. He has left her a note in case when she would wake up where he would be and that he would explain later why after he would come back.

We see him walk around an abandoned building, he has a piece of paper in his hands that has directions for him to walk towards. He turn around a corner and sees an door opening where lights are shining through a line of hanging beads attached to lots of strings. He sniffs into the air as he doesn’t trust the situation that he is in.

Ekaterina: I’m here Dmitri, but don’t worry. There’s nobody here, you have my word.

For some reason he believes her as he walks past the beads and sees her sitting behind a table, a burning candle on her left and a bottle of red on her right with two glasses. In front of her there are cards stacked up. He looks around, he doesn’t trust her and yet he knows he has to.

Ekaterina: Please come closer Dmitri, I promise… I’m alone.

He finally gives in and moves towards her, he sits down and stares at the desk of cards.

Dmitri: Cards Ekaterina?? Did you bring me here for a card game??? I thought…..

Ekaterina: Dmitri…, please do not insult my intelligence. I thought I knew you better than to be an ignorant little prick.

The answer amuses him, but he realizes that she’s right. He needs to find the answers to his rage, to his pain and to the truth that he has been looking for since he was turned by this creature. Ekaterina grabs a card and turns it around as she places it on the table. He stares at it as he sees a picture of a figure playing a flute and an ancient outfit as the card reads the Fool

Dmitri: The fool??

Tell me Dmitri, who in this Battle Royal reminds you of a fool?

He groans, he can’t believe that she brought him out here just to talk about his opponents by using tarot cards.

Dmitri: Ekaterina…..

Ekaterina: Silence Dmitri…, if you think this is a waste of your time then you can leave. But remember that you accepted the reality of that I would help you win and give the truth about your family. And you promised you would listen if I helped you win.

Dmitri nods his head as he realizes she is right.

Ekaterina: I can’t hear you Dmitri

Dmitri: Yes Ekaterina.

He grits his teeth, his hatred for her has to take a backburner to what she has to tell him, teach him and help him in his quest for his family as well being victorious in the ring.

Ekaterina: So again, do you know who the fool is???

Dmitri stares at the card and is about to answer as Ekaterina cuts him off.

Ekaterina: IT’S YOU!!!

The reaction wakes him up, staring at the card and starts to realize that he has been the fool that has lost to J2H, that lost to Calvin Harris, that lost to the last World Champion when he was still Roulette champion. His anger is building, but besides the anger he feels realization that she is right.

Dmitri: It’s me….. you are right.

Ekaterina grins as she knows that she has got him see the way he should have seen it for almost two years. His hunger, his lust for the gold has blinded him.

Ekaterina: And when a fool wakes up, what does he do??

Dmitri looks at her and grins

Dmitri: He will maim…..,

She grins as she picks up a card and it is the Hanged Man, she stares at him and can see the burning desire inside of him.

Ekaterina: Tell me Dmitri…, tell me who you want to approach first.

Dmitri grinds his teeth and uses his dark black eyes stare at the card, grinding his teeth as the sound sends chills upon the spine of Ekaterina. Something she has never felt before and starts to like it.

Dmitri: It’s obviously that the upside should be Casey Williams isn’t it Ekaterina?? The man that sacrificed so much in his career to accept defeat, to accept pain and punishment to one day make the progress that nobody has ever expected him to make. A man that drew with me, the man that beat a former longest running Roulette champion in Equinox. A man that is on the rise of the company and sees gold shining before his eyes and believes that he will the one that shall challenge Fenris to decide to win the championship belt.

Ekaterina: But that’s just the upside isn’t it Dmitri? But what’s the downside of it all??

Dmitri: The time that you sacrifice anything and get nothing in return, To put as much effort into your career to make people turn their heads… and all that has happened is be under the radar and being ignored. Being ignored that would ultimately cause that one person to finally grab everyone by the throat as that fuels him, that it would burn itself to the point where nothing seems to matter anymore…. And that would be ME…. The one side of reality that Casey Williams is too ignorant about… Remembering past successes where he only survived by being alive. Being able to breathe that following night when his eyes opened up and realized the haunting that he saw in the darkness was just merely a dream.

Ekaterina: A dream Dmitri??

Dmitri sighs, he knows how humans love to explain the things in life that in the past was a mystery to them. To make them wiser, stronger and more capable to withstand anything.

Dmitri: A simple soul would never grasp the reality of their own minds to the fullest, they try to open up the brain and try to diagnose the working ways of the signals that is being send from the brain to the entire body. To Casey it just seems to be a bad dream, but in reality it is merely a prelude to the evil things that I will do. People proclaim to respect others, while deep down inside the only thing that consumes them is violence. It’s a foolish thought that a freight train would never run out of gas and out of fumes. It’s foolish to think that even the Freight Train that brings the Pain will be a lasting entity that will survive nature.

He chuckles when the word nature rolls from his Russian speaking tongue, the evolution that has managed to withstand every change that it was thrown at it.

Dmitri: The Freight Train of Pain is merely an invention of someone that looked at Casey, saw his brute strength, his drive to run through each and every opponent that he faces…. And the constant speed that just doesn’t seem to stop. Ergo the comparison of a Freight train. A device that needs to be controlled by a human being, a human being that is helpless when there’s electric disorder. When there’s someone that thinks it’s funny to put a tree upon the rails of what the train runs on… And what happens at these moments Ekaterina??

Ekaterina: It breaks down….

Dmitri: Indeed, it would be foolish to think that a train that has managed to dominate in the early goings would last until the end. Because it’s basically running on its final fumes. Because this train isn’t Electric, this train isn’t high tech, because heh as retired himself more times than a year has days. He is only welcome to be cheered until the Hangman’s gallows wraps itself around your throat and pulls. Pulls Casey PULLS!!!

The hand of Ekaterina touches his hand, the first reflex upon his part is to pull back. Having memories of the painful moments he had endured every time she touched him. But eventually pushed his hand back to hers with a large reluctant state. Grinding his teeth as he tries to deny the fact that he had missed this, but just doesn’t understand why.

Ekaterina: We both know that eventually the Fool is the one that pulls on the rope and drops them and leaves them hanging isn’t it Dmitri??

He grinds his teeth, feeling his hunger for punishing the big monster with his own bare hands.

Dmitri: He will fall down into the water of that will pull himself out of the imaginations that keeps him believing that he is on the rise. No Casey, the water will short circuit the final resistance that managed to escape the rope. I will cast my judgment upon you and sentence you into damnation and you know why?? Because I’ve had enough of watching the twitching upon your body as you still believe you have escaped the rope…. No more Casey… no more…

With that Dmitri watches Ekaterina pull out another card.

Dmitri: The Sorcerer

The name rolls from hi tongue, staring at the card as it causes his hand to slowly turn into a fist. Grinding his teeth as he hates it.

Ekaterina: And who is the next in line Dmitri??

He closes his eyes for a few moments, starting to think as he realizes that he has only faced a few of the names that are on the card with him for the Battle Royal, over the pool Ultimate X match. But after a few moments the smile reemerges and he stares into the eyes of his maker.

Dmitri: Matt Spears….,

Ekaterina: And why is that Dmitri??

Dmitri: He reminds me of some of the men that I’ve faced in the past that crossed my path for the World or other championship belts and did unthinkable things that many thought were impossible to do.

Ekaterina: Beating you??

Dmitri’s eyes reopen, he stares at the woman he loathes. But this time there’s calmness on his face, a sense of sadistic satisfaction as his smile reveals anything but good for his opponents. He rubs his hair back with his hands before snapping his head back and thinks for a few moments to answer her, but ultimately does.

Dmitri: They did the unthinkable of beating me, but that’s where the comparison takes an ugly turn for Mr. Spears Ekaterina. You see, I am sure that when he saw the card emerge and his name attached to it like a fly on a deathtrap costing you fifty cents on a flea market…. He has to realize that his magical tricks have all ran it’s course eventually. Sorcerers were created to do the biddings of their emperors…, those who had evil thoughts of controlling their land… or others who wanted to have gold wherever they looked. But sorcerers were never made to think for themselves m dear Ekaterina.

Would you have seen Merlin roam his crystal bowl for the answer to eternal life? So that he could bestow his magic upon each and every one else? Sorcerers are nothing more than a mere overgrown fool that once bought a magic box and pretended to be David Copperfield. Oh no, the sorcerer that is Matt Spears has ran it’s course and is dumped on the wayside of it all. Thought that he had it all in the palm of his hands, yet what happened?? He lost it…. sounds like a fool would do huh? Don’t hurt your feelings too much and blame me for giving you a headache… I’ve been there… at least I made it so far to obtain a championship that has eluded YOU for YOUR entire life!! But of course nobody is to blame but you Matt.

Do the unthinkable Matt, rise to the occasion and do the unthinkable… But I want to warn you already Matt, it isn’t going to happen. And why you may ask? Well I’m not the fortunate teller around this table my friend…., but the unthinkable wasn’t for you winning that briefcase to challenge for a championship belt my friend. Because let’s face it, you have done that. It would be impossible for me to say that you have not, would not and shall not reach that goal if you put your mind and ability behind it… because you have huh Matt? Oh yes, you did…

He wipes the back of his hand against his nose, sniffing on the back of his hand before licking it as he tastes his own sweat.

Dmitri: No Matt, the unthinkable thing that was the moment that you grabbed that suitcase and stared at the possibilities that seemed to be endless now was it?? Seemingly jumping out of joy and reaching for the skies that seemed to be your domain. The thought that you would become champion while having that briefcase in your possession was your moment of glory…. And your downfall isn’t it Matt???

Ekaterina is licking her lips as she enjoys this version of Dmitri that she had always wanted him to become. Teaching him the lessons that he needed to learn, but was too stubborn to listen to her. Until now…

Dmitri: And then you left Matt, you vanished… for whatever reason I don’t care. Because it doesn’t matter dipshit. You left, you vanished and you became another name that was entering the endless space that I would call the void. No it isn’t right is it Matt? All these things that I am saying is just words of mystical mumbo jumbo that you sorcerers are so keen on discovering. Isn’t it Matt? Or is there more to the tale that you wish us to know? I am sure that in due time the TRUTH SHALL SET US FREE!!! Oh don’t mind me, I once dated the wife of a tv reverend before he got caught being a liar…. A thief and a cheat. Pretending to be something that he knew he wasn’t…,does that ring a bell Matt?? Oh I’m sure that it will, because you will be remembered to have done something unbelievable… yet you have to live with that burden for the rest of your life, knowing that you just…. Fucked… up…

Ekaterina: Maybe he just should use a spell on himself and vanish into the thin air and never come back.

Dmitri grins as he nods his head and rubs his chin.

Dmitri: That would have been the most wonderful thing that he would have done in his entire life. Perhaps that would be something that he could live with…, but I highly doubt it… so instead of hoping, why don’t you pull another card and entertain my possibilities of crushing the hopes of one of my other opponents before I turn to the big one.

Ekaterina pulls out another card and this one is interesting as he sees The Emperor, that intrigues him as he remains silent for a while.

Ekaterina: Dmitri???

Dmitri: It is meant to be this card isn’t it Ty West??? A name that has been referred to by his nickname so often that already my opponents has besmirched themselves covering it over and over again. Funny how they do not see what you truly are…..

Ekaterina: An emperor???

Dmitri: You see my dear pretty, Ty and I have not met yet in the ring, therefor our history between us is as flat as the classic records that were put on the record player and hoping the needle wouldn’t scratch it. So therefor he could be a little bug hanging on the side of the street corner selling shit to us all…, or he can be the Emperor of his own destiny.

Because that’s what Ty wants isn’t it Ty?? To have control over youw own destiny, to have control over your own future and hold each and every one else down as they do not matter to the highest upon the throne. The problem for that manifestation to emerge Ty is the simple fact that to sit on the throne…. You have to earn that right. And earning is what is on your mind isn’t it?? to be the best to show the world that looks do not save your hide isn’t it?? Looks is only skin deep and can be altered permanently when the right or wrong person comes around…. Depending on from what aspect you look at it isn’t it???

He grits his teeth and balls his fist, he knows that he wants to be the emperor of the SCW once more as he had that belt for a few weeks. It was the best and yet hardest time in his career that he has experienced.

Dmitri: Yet the true beauty is in the eye of the beholder, for I see a man that went far in the Blast From the Past Tournament in the past. I see a man that is dedicated his life to being the very best, proving people wrong and taking names in the process. Oh how genuinely exciting must it be to be on the verge of greatness…., or being douched into the waters of disappointment and sadness. Because take it from a man that has been on the top of the mountain young friend, you envision on how things may very well be on the top. Telling yourself that you are willing to give up everything to get there. To have this control over each and everyone out there!!

He grabs the card of the Emperor and holds it close to his face as he is breathing heavily before tossing it aside and shakes his head no.

Dmitri: Only to realize that the moment that you need to give up everything else in your life is when you want to hang on to it for every given moment that is handed to you!! Don’t sell your soul to the first high bidder that comes out and gives you all these wonderful promises. Something that Casey or Matt Spears would do… Heck… even Equinox or even Caleb Storms… Because they have their eyes upon the wrong thing in life my friend. They are a mystical confusion in life itself that NOBODY understands… let alone themselves. No my friend, I was desperate at the point that I burned myself OUT when I got there… when I finally beat the champ, only to realize later that  had already lost. Something that you will not and cannot understand and you know why???

Because of the watery pits of confusion, the promised land that is hanging high above the swimming pool when we walk away from everything else. Each and everyone of you are consumed with winning this Battle Royal over the pool Ultimate X match… that the true price of it all is only waiting to slip through your fingers after succeeding in the first trials.

Are you willing to hand over the control that you THINK you possess? Are you willing to step into the world that either makes you or breaks you? Isn’t it ironic that the one person that has yet to face you inside the ring, that he knows you better than those who may have done so?? You were once so close weren’t you huh Ty?? So close to etch your name in history, only to have it taken away from you in such an un ceremonial fashion that it stings?? That it is burning you alive??

Dmitri suddenly stops and grins as he stares into the eyes of his maker and remembers the brutal wars he has had against J2H and Caleb Storms just to name a few.

Dmitri: Losing control is perhaps the one thing you dread the most, to be the one that has to look at himself and wonder what is next. But it is nothing compared to have your destiny taken away from you, to have someone else.

He pauses as he stares at Ekaterina with angry eyes that causes her to shiver

Dmitri: To have someone else throw in the towel so to speak for you, snatching the possible outcome that you were seeking for so desperately. And yet I may inflict upon YOU or each and every other competitor in our match the same inflicted pain that I went through. Only difference is that the one that did it for me proclaimed to have cared for me.

He once again stops talking as he looks at her in disgust before turning his gaze away from her, causing her to let out a tear of blood.

Dmitri: But I shall not have any of these emotional attachments towards you or anyone out there that tries to stop me. Just so you know, you will realize that even YOU Emperor had never any control over your own destiny…. Even if you wanted to…..

He looks at Ekaterina with a cold stare and frowns.

Dmitri: What’s next?? I only have a few names left

Justice emerges as Dmitri grins, he nods his head and taps his jaw for a few moments before turning his gaze back towards Ekaterina.

Dmitri: This is going to be very easy my dear Ekaterina, unlike some of this group that I could throw any comparison at…. This one was meant to be directed for one man…, Equinox. Now I may hear you ask yourself the question why? But it’s the essence that allowed me to remember where I was before I FINALLY….. turned the tide and once more brought home successes and no longer losses. But he is the one that is MY Karma, MY memory from where I’m coming from…., My past that could easily become the present day when I would not even make it through this match. So please understand Equinox, the haunting will begin starting with the man that was essentially the same past like each and every other wrestler that deemed victorious upon me. The problem for you will be that I will not just see you that I need to beat…..,

I will feel the hatred towards EACH and EVERY champion that has held me back, that has kept me down and written the chapter about their success against me. How the eyes and faces change, how the voices alter throughout time….. but in the end, it will be the SAME every single time. And that will make your demise oh so much sweeter when I douche you with their sins upon you Equinox. How would that make you feel Equinox? A man that has endured the pressure of being at one time longest reigning Roulette champion. Defeating every single opponent that wanted to take your belt until you had failed…..

But every single drop of sweat that you have allowed to leave your body is nothing compared to the pressure that YOU will be having when YOU have to uphold every possible pressure point that THEY left for YOU to defend. Now that would be a reason to question your stupidity to have ever beaten me, or even worse to have returned to this federation.

Success is a tainted word Equinox, just like failure, just like being forgotten as a great champion and competitor. And those aren’t just words that I just made up to piss you off my friend, because let’s face it. I’ve LIVED IT FOR TWO FUCKING YEARS!!! And there’s only one person to be blamed.

Ekaterina drops her face, not wanting to stare at her creation as Dmitri raises his hand towards her chin and lifts it up to stare him in the eyes once more.

Dmitri: No Ekaterina, it is not you that I am talking about. That would be the weak way out isn’t it? Oh sure, I have reasons enough to blame you for making who I am….., but I am only to be blamed to the fact that I never became that what I was destined for.

He cocks his head sideways as their eyes are locked as if they are glued together while being separated by the table they are seated at.

Ekaterina: You mean…..,

Dmitri: Yes Ekaterina, The one thing that I should have been and ignored too willingly. Oh sure, I have found love, I have gotten a family that I love. My own offspring, the first ever born vampires in how long Ekaterina??

She is sweating bullets, not knowing what to say after hearing these words coming from his mouth. Seemingly trying to find an answer to something unbelievable.

Dmitri: You heard me Ekaterina, you heard me. You have been there haven’t you? Oh I know the mysteries now that I totally understand. Yet my creation is one step further than that of yours isn’t it huh Ekaterina?? Mother of many vampires, yet only by bite… not by intimacy and love. The newest creation of that what YOU had started is YOUR creation too my…..

He closes his lips, not wanting to reveal a secret to the world as Ekaterina is shocked, until a sinister smile emerges upon her lips.

Ekaterina: You mean…..?

He nods his head in approval.

Dmitri: Yes, but that will have to come later on dear Ekaterina. The humans aren’t ready to be revealed what will ultimately torment to their designated misery. And that also means you Equinox, The first in many, the first of those who will look back and wished that history could have been rewritten. To be THEIR Karma all over, you will ultimately flee Equinox. Ultimately YOU WILL become a memory that is no more relevant after Goth tied your record and Kris Ryans broke it. And now?? Now I will break you like you were meant to the first time we met. How PPV’s suddenly are able to change merely a few weeks in between my friend. Be an iconic memory, be the greatest yesterdays gift to the people who wish to say a final farewell. Because I will cast my foolish naivety upon you and smile to see you suffer like I have… welcome back Equinox, he who once was will be no more… now that is what I will call justice…. My brand of justice as I will mow down through you and every other names…. Realizing that I only have two more left…. One foolish boy and a one that I need to approach…. Until then…. Goodbye Equinox…. Ekaterina???

She nods as she places another card on the table as it reads Death

Dmitri: The Devil is about all things negative. Anger, violence, temptation, fear, and doubt are just some of the terrors associated with this card. It suggests feeling trapped perhaps in an unhealthy relationship, an addiction, or a lie. What is your excuse Caleb??

He grins as he is shaking his head before taking the card of the Fool and holds it before his eyes.

Dmitri: You are none of these, it would be foolish to think that I am the fool of this entire time?? Now I know you would be gloating from ear to ear about this Devil card weren’t you? How foolish are you? Death is staring you in the eyes and is laughing at you, because you can do every high flying trick that you want… it will not change and alter the result of it all. Because let’s face it my friend, I will lie to you, I will tempt you to do things that you have never done before, I will bring negativity into your soul that will make you crumble before mine and your very own eyes. Causing you to feel your own fear and make you doubt yourself.

The one thing that you always proclaimed that you did not feel, how foolish to think that a young cub like you would know what these emotions exist off? Tell me Caleb, do you?? Of course you don’t…. but that’s okay my friend. When you walk into my life, when you stare into my eyes, when you hear my whispers and when you see my laugh at you?? It would be like taking candy from a baby, but even that would make more difficulties then beating you. So why don’t you just run off little boy and let me tell you a tale of how little boys grow old…. And you?? Well you are an exception of that tale.

You see little boy, when you are young. You are believed to be raised with good intentions, making you naïve and soft. Where you have to learn how to grow up, how to deal with disappointments and how to stand up once after you got thrown down. That’s how people like to exploit your stupidity by believing those words, but too bad that these words are nothing more than fillers of pages of a poor written book. Whereas the tale of growing up through misery, through anguish and through accepting the fact that there’s ALWAYS someone that has the best of interest in you.

He pauses for a moment to stare into the eyes of Ekaterina, clearly referring to her as the one that had the best of interest in him all those centuries.

Dmitri: And you may act foolish just like Ty did by making a fun remark about my lifestyle of being a vampire. Only knowing what people portray them to know about the likes of me…., I cannot help the fact that fools come in different shapes and forms Caleb. But when it comes down to the likes of you, you are just a filler to exploit the excitement of the crowd as you and Equinox always try to do something to entertain them. And only fools do foolish things to please their own foolish nature. Selfishness is a way of the devil saying he owns you. Just like SHE DID

He points at Ekaterina who is staring at him with a sadistic smile as she feels his aiming for retribution.

Dmitri: She was my devil before I have become the devil now. Tell me all you want, explain all that you need. It doesn’t matter, because in a week time I will crumble the realization of the world before my own two feel. Holding the vacated SCW world heavyweight championship over my shoulder and stare into the void that is the darkness. The darkness that is my domain, that is my home away from my family that I love. Oh yes I do love Caleb, that may confuse you. But then again, who am I to make people see my ways???

I have changed so much, yet I was this all the while of setting myself up over and over again until I have woken up in my own…… family.

Blinded by hatred I am, blinded by foolishness I was. Blinded by the mere fact that I NEED that championship??? Perhaps, but nothing will change the outcome that NOBODY in this match will move on to face Fenris for the vacated world title. You have come a long way Caleb, I grant you that. But you are nowhere near the path that I was at 2 years ago. You are nowhere near the path that I was last year when I FINALLY became world champion. And you are nowhere near the path of success… and you know why? Because all you have left to believe and see with your own two eyes, were nothing more than an illusion. A lie, a betrayal of your own two eyes and simple mind. Wake up Caleb, there’s nothing for you to gain and everything to lose….. until then my friend…., until then….,

Ekaterina wants to grab another tarot card, but this time Dmitri stops her, causing her to raise her head towards him with a questionable look on her face. He shakes his head no and pulls her hand away from the card deck, before placing his own hand on top of it. He starts to tap the background of the card, making Ekaterina wait until he will reveals what is on his mind.

Ekaterina: Dmitri?

He closes his eyes as he stops the tapping on the deck, dropping his head backwards as he starts to whisper something in Russian. Ekaterina’s expression changes to a look of pleasure.

Ekaterina: How long have you known my little Dmitri??

Dmitri: Long enough to accept the reality Ekaterina, long enough to come in terms with the fact that we are bounded to each other in more than one way

Ekaterina: Does Damia know??

He sighs, dropping his head and shakes no.

Dmitri: No, but she is suspecting something. So I have to tell her sooner than later

Ekaterina nods her head understandingly before placing her hand on his.

Ekaterina: I know she will understand, she loves you Dmitri. Even more than the way I do, but she will understand.



He nods his head as he lets go off the deck and turns around the final card, it’s death. He is silent for a moment before turning the card before his face and towards the camera.

Dmitri: Death Fenris, but not the death that you humans know so much about. Not when the heart stops beating and the oxygen running to the brain of a human being. But I am sure that the mythical entity that you so delightfully represents understands better than any other person out there… isn’t it Fenris?? But in the end….., it doesn’t even matter does it?? Because in the end death is always near us, living, undead…, humans, animals, vampires. Oh I’m sure that I will hear some always recurring funny statement bout whether I am faking my existence or that I shouldn’t be in the sun without suntan… but I’m sure that Gabriel and the others of the Sins will have already played a huge role of making fun of the others. Isn’t that how it works little Fenris?? The over confident, good looking youngster that seemingly has got the world at his feet and the only thing that he has to do is obtain the championship belt. It’s almost too good to be true… isn’t it???

So what is it that I have to say about you?? Besides the obvious?? That I will advance to the main event and beat your ass for the title?? Oh so subtle to be a man with only a few words.
Ekaterina: Something you are not… uh oh…. We got company.

Suddenly the two of them are no longer alone, a sudden wind blows through the room. Both know that it isn’t the wind, but the ultimate fast movement of another vampire that is unable to be detected by humans eyes or camera’s.

Dmitri: Hello Damia…

He does not have to look to his left to know tat it is the woman that he shares his life with, her eyes are blood red and her fangs are visible. She is clearly ready to assault the woman that is in front of her opposite Dmitri. But something is stopping her from assaulting the woman that she loaths.

Gothika: Dmitri?? What in the earth is she doing here?? And why haven’t you….

Dmitri: Attack her?? Oh trust me Damia, if I wanted to… I had already snapped her neck and drank her life force.

Ekaterina: Damia….. I…,

Gothika: SHUT UP!!!! What in the hell are you talking about?? Why haven’t you??? I…,

The moment of being confused gave Ekaterina enough time to vanish out of the room, causing Dmitri to grab hold of his partner and holds her close to him. She is struggling to resist, but in the end she gives in as she loves him too much. Clearly happy that nothing had happened to him and secretly she yearned for him as well.

Gothika: Dmitri.., how?? What?? Why??

Her begging eyes stare into his, he melts as he sees the true beauty in her eyes as he kisses her lips and caresses her cheek.

Dmitri: I know the truth now Damia, I know the truth about my family and about me and about….

He looks away, still smelling the scent of Ekaterina as she has fled them, causing him to growl for a few moments before he gets distracted by a Gothika caress.

Dmitri: I must tell you something Damia.

Her eyes closes as she kisses him, causing him to stop in his sentence. Not caring about his explanation as he gets grabbed by the wrist

Gothika: That can wait, now let’s go home. I want you….

A request he knows that he cannot deny her as h kisses her passionately on the lips

Dmitri: Let’s go….

Fenris:

Dmitri is one of the first that has already gotten on the cruise ship, wanted to be early before the entire SCW universe shows up. Being very protective about his love and their kids. He leans against the railing of the ship as he watches over the ocean.

Dmitri: It seems like forever until finally having that opportunity to fight for the world title huh Fenris?? To have gone from Kris Ryans to uncertainty. But a confident arrogant little pup doesn’t worry about the unknown huh? The MMA fighter is willing to accept any chances and any opportunities to prove it’s worth. A valiant thought as the mouth runs faster than your entire brain works. But then again, what does a young boy know?? Only what he believes he has to know, only that what he has trained to compete for. To be the very best when that moment comes where you have to be on that very best. To take that final step even further than you have already done in your young career. Or at least if we can call it that….

A man that was supposed to fight the champion that chickened out of the predicament that you probably could have put him through isn’t it?? Only to find yourself in a new predicament. What others would say an easy challenge, going into a match fresh while the other had to endure a war?? That’s what losers would use as an excuse to cover up their true emotions if they were to lose to you. Those who do not know how to deal with momentum…. Something you probably would assert yourself that I would not be able as well….

Touché

He grins as he grinds his teeth for a few moments, thinking about the words that he uttered and how he will respond to the words that will be coming from Fenrir.

Dmitri: But I won’t complain my friend, why would I? should I complain about an opportunity that I had not expected to come so soon and so sudden?? Hell I will fight five matches until I get that championship match at whatever moment in time. And if that means I have to go through the latest of Gabriel’s pet projects to do so?? Then I’ll be gladly to oblige.

Because what I will be going through to get to you and beyond you, is to fight the odds that is stacked in front of me. Fighting the odds is something that I have gotten to accept and fight through it until that moment comes that I once again hold that championship belt.

Being beaten in a possible scenario against a man that seemed to have been dead.

He smiles at the mere mentioning of the tarot card that he drew himself a day earlier.

Dmitri: Death, such an interesting concept of a short word. Especially when the world already assumed me dead when I lost my opportunity to Calvin Harris. Dead to those who needed another temporarily lack of oxygen inside their brains as the world always needs someone to cheer for. To be wanted the way others were… not expecting someone that they have already dropped like a bad habit because I no longer fitted in.

Oh I’m sorry, I am sure that social media will explode when things like that has been said, As the sharp tongue of you humans travels fast, faster than you could ever imagine. Just like you shouldn’t imagine the fact that you will be the favorite to win the world title. Because as long as I am breathing my coffin wouldn’t be needed to cart me away and be a forgotten afterthought.

No Fenris, I am here to fight, I am here to go the entire road to redemption. Because you never had to endure everything that you need to know about surviving. Because that’s what we are going to do at the Summer XXXtreme show on this boat. Survival is your only hope to make it through as champion. Survival from not only yours truly, but the reckoning is upon us… and you my friend… you are  simply standing in my way…

With that the shot slowly fades.

 apologies for the short rp

my whole week has ended up in a way that lots of things has happened, lots of things has changed as i will explain in an ooc post shortly

here it is


The next step

Las Vegas, Nevada</color>

The shot opens up with Dmitri having his daughter Yelizaveta sitting on his lap, clutching her arms around her stuffed Elephant toy. Listening to her passionately telling him tales like children love to do, amazed how fast she and her brothers are growing as first born vampire children and yet he can see the childish innocence in her eyes as she smiles at him.</color>

Daddy??</color

Yes pumpkin??</coor>

How did you and mommy meet??</color>

He sees her light blue eyes stare at him with innocence, amazed at how much they look like those of her mother as he smiles. Thinking back at his SCW debut several years ago, where he came out to the ring with a flower in his hand. Telling the world that he has found the vampire that he wanted to spend his life with. Yearning for her love after catching her scent a month prior before joining the company, remembering the night where he was at the same club with her as she was dancing with her then partner Michael. </color>

Daddy?? You are day sleeping</color>

He snaps out of his thoughts about the night where he found Gothika, staring at his daughter’s eyes and grinning face. Causing him to chuckle before rubbing her nose, causing her to giggle louder before trying to catch his hand and attempting to squeeze his finger. Making him to feign a painful reaction before pulling his hand away</color>

Now that wasn’t very lady like now was it???</color>

But daddy, you didn’t tell me!!</color>

He grins, realizing how much she is like her mother makes him feel that she is a bit more special even though loving all of his children equally.</color>

Well the first time daddy met mommy was at a club where humans and vampires love to go and dance. </color>

Mommy told me that you aren’t much of a dancer daddy</color>

Dmitri scowls at her playfully, baring his fangs as that causes her to pretend to hold up her hands in front of her face to protect herself. But of course she was enjoying every moment of it</color>

When I was young my pretty, the people danced sophisticated and with class. But at that night I caught her scent and was captivated with her beauty, back then I knew that she was the one I wanted to be with. </color>

But why did it took so long daddy??</color>

Dmitri lifts his daughter up higher on his lap as looks at her with quite some interest and smiles</color>

You see Yelizaveta, even though I am probably one of the oldest vampires alive and could take on quite possibly every other creature. I have been raised the respectful way of not breaking up a couple, even if he is merely a human and I could have finished him right there.</color>

What do you mean daddy??</color>

Smiling at her sweet innocence as her eyes looks at him questionable, not understanding the obvious thing that he was telling her</color>

Years ago, before I met your mommy. She was dating another man, a human being as they loved each other very much. </color>

But if they loved each other daddy, why did she leave him for you???</color>

He can tell it’s troubling her, causing her mind to race as her eyes are slowly turning a bit darker. This causes her fangs unaware to herself to grow inside her mouth. </color>

Well that’s a long story my pretty, sometimes when you meet someone and you fall in love it causes you to feel happiness, it causes you to melt every time that you stare into the other’s eyes and want to be with that person forever. And often after a while that feeling never dies and only grows stronger…. But sometimes after a while you realize that this feeling that you once had is…</color>

Gone daddy??</color>

Dmitri nods his head and caresses her hair as she is staring at him with lots of interest</color>

Did she leave him after that night daddy??</color>

He sighs, realizing that all the memories came back to him. The sleepless nights that he had, the dreams that he had that felt so real. Only to realize that they were dreamfasting, causing them to be connected with each other in their dreams. Feeling the painful waiting that he went through for her love, not wanting to pressure her into choosing between them.</color>

Unfortunately my pretty, that moment didn’t come until a year later. Where daddy thought he had lost her forever, thankfully daddy was wrong</color>

He brushes her lovely black hair, the skin that radiates warmth just like her mother. Making him remember the first time he caressed her face and how surprised he was to feel such a warmth. Something that had never experienced with other vampires.</color>

Why so long daddy??</color>
   
He sighs, closes his eyes for a few seconds, making him think back at the moments that he felt that he was lost. Not caring anymore about anyone else as he had given up to be with someone like her as she suddenly had vanished without a word</color>

There were some personal problems that she had to deal with sweetie, problems that it almost seemed that she had vanished from this planet.</color>

Did you miss her???</color>

His eyes turns sad from the moment where he remembered how lost he had felt at that moment. Not knowing where she was, what was going on and if she would ever come back into his life. His thoughts suddenly vanish as he feels his daughter holding her arms around his neck and kisses his cheeks, causing him to smile as he kisses her forehead and stares into her beautiful eyes</color>

But eventually everything turned out alright wouldn’t you agree??</color>

She smiles as she nods her head before resting it against his chest as he feels her soft breathing. His eyes lift up towards that of Gothika, who was watching them from the other side of the room with a smile upon her face</color>

I hope I’m not having some competition from this little heartbreaker??</color>

All three of them laugh as the shot slowly fades to darkness</color>

Into the Void</color>

Equinox….. a historical name when it comes down to the SCW</color>

Dmitri’s words echo into a small room, the walls are created from grey stones and the floor is made of concrete. No padding on the floor or anything that would light up the small, dark room. The atmosphere is sad, something that fits the persona of the former world champion Dmitri</color>

Historical figures that I’ve had to endure quite some time now. Whether it was the record breaking stars of those who lived into the past, or those who no longer wish to breathe down anyone’s necks. Like a Rage, who remembers him and where is he now? Like record breaking world champion J2H, like current record holder of the Roulette championship and current world champion. And then there’s the returning name that once co shared the record of the Roulette title named Equinox. Oh what a joy to behold that I would be honored into his presence…

And yet what is it in it for me??</color>

The words come out of his mouth sounding like a rusted buzzsaw, as he hasn’t drank for quite some time. His pale white skin reveals that his energy is low and his anger is visible upon his face. Anger upon the world, anger upon himself and how he wishes to redeem himself.</color>

Forgive my lack of respect my dear friend, but isn’t that the key to it all?? To lack anything that would make me want to say the words I respect you for what you have accomplished in the past? Because let’s face it my friend, the past isn’t a beneficial guarantee for the future to repeat itself. A torment that has been a thorn into my side for way too long. Something that I need to redeem somehow…. The question is my friend, how?? How will I redeem myself and what does that mean to the man that once was… and hopes one day to once again will be.

I can romanticize about it all I can, yet the hunger of it all just wishes me to close the chapter that is Equinox in the book of the tormenting life of Dmitri. Tormenting you may ask yourself Equinox?? How an that be?? Again a question from someone that I cannot force myself to care about… interesting isn’t it??

For it is selfishness that soothes my mind, my hunger and my desire to undo the things that has happened to me as of late. What may that very well be you may ask? Quite simple my friend, the fact that you have your own decimation in your own hands. Whether you can save yourself from the beating that I may give you, or just hide into the shadows that people proclaim for me to do because of my nature…. Then again, assumptions is the weakness of those who just don’t understand.</color>

<Font color=grey> He shakes his head before putting his hands to the sides of his face and scratches his nails into his skin. Causing him to sigh of relief</color>

It’s just like a disease that creeps inside my skin, as if it is peeling a path from underneath to the open world. Trying to break free from the boundaries that is set by the world outside me, because everyone wants to limit me. Limit me to believing that I am merely a fairytale of the true existence that I really am. Oh I know that this may sound like bullshit to the listening ears that is yours isn’t it? But realize it that it is nothing more than the truth that will need to be told my friend.  The truth that I am completely chained by the likes of the current SCW champion, the man that he faces for the gold. The past that has made me who I am today…. And what do I need to do to free myself?? To stare into your eyes and unleash the pain that I have felt upon you.

Pain Equinox, not the physical suffering when your body hits something hard as the concrete floor or the steel ring post. Oh no, pain of the fact that you have to look into the eyes of those who you love, the ones that were born from my seed. The ones that have told me that they have loved me since I was a young boy. Pain because I have let them down, pain that I cannot remove from myself and them by merely telling the world that I would do better next time. Because every time that I fail, I will sink deeper into my own misery. Something that I should start dragging others into with me if I do fail once more. To the point where I just cannot take it anymore and find salvation into the misery of others. It sound so perfect to me that it is like listening to Beethoven’s finest work or even Mozart. Music that would make you feel like you are in heaven, while my fingers will drag your miserable body down to the pits of my very own insanity that I will allow you to refer to hell or whatever you may like to call it.

Because there isn’t a word that will fit exactly the smile upon my face that will hide the misery that I will drag you through. Oh I know that these may sound like hollow threats my friend, it’s only how you wish to take your conclusions of this monster inside the skin of this vampire houses upon your watchful eyes. Because soon this may very well end for you very soon, the end of your hopeful return that has seemed so joyful and such a memorable run. A run that maybe comes to a halt, something that I will desire to wipe your blood upon my skin and watch you suffer. Until then my friend…., until then…