[Dmitri]

 â€œ The Darkness consumes me ”

October 10th 2017</color>

It's hours after the show has ended, Dmitri was walking to their limo after doing some meet and greets with the fans. Dmitri isn't really into it as his mind is solely on one thing, or rather one person.

“Stop grinding your teeth so much Dmitri”

He suddenly looks at the two eyes that stare at him, smiling as she pats him on the knee. He realises that he once again was lost in his thoughts for a few moments. Having the words echoe through his mind, the challenge that Harris made as he clearly knew that he was gone already. Calling him a coward, calling all the bullshit lies that he knew that he is good at. But most of all knowing that Harris is proned to be destroyed.

“I'm sorry Damia, I...”

She nods her head, knowing exactly what he is about to say as he stops talking, thinking back to the last match that they had and how he lost his title. It made him angry, it made him upset. Reliving memories of yesterdays past, even though he knows that this time things will be different. No triple threats, just a one on one confrontation. His mind drifts off until he hears hears Damia's phone receive a text message. Not caring about whatever it is his mind drifts off to the lies that Harris used against him. How much he wanted to rip the heart out of his body by driving his fist down his throat, holding it before his eyes as he wanted to watch Harris his eyes to turn...

“Dmitri!!!”

“What???!!!”

He had not heard her talk to him, apparently she had news for him that he was too oblivious for.

“Damnit Dmitri, I need to turn off your mindset before you walk into a bottomless pit. I tried to tell you three times that you could make sure that Calvin Harris will not even make it to High Stakes in a few weeks. You and Tuscini will face him and Griffin Hawkins in a tag team match. I...”

He hears the names, well to be honest he stopped listening after hearing the name of the man that he hates so much. Causing his hunger to grow even more, twice as fast as he realises that he does not have to wait three more weeks before getting his hands on Calvin. Oh the joy that it brings him, ultimately turning his mood 180 degrees from just a few moments ago.

“...Wouldn't it be great???”

He suddenly turns his head towards her, a sinister smile emerges upon his face as he can only think of destroying Calvin Harris that he did not even listen to her again. He sees her questioning look on her face as he realises that she was asking him something”

“It's going to be the greatest moment of my life, entering the ring with that coward just weeks before the High Stakes showcase?? I don't care about Hawkins, I don't care whether I will win, lose or draw... I'm going to hunt him down, I'm going to rip his heart out and let him watch it slowly turn black as his own sould allow it to be... I...”

She raps her fingers across his cheek, feeling the beard that is growing rasp against her sharp nails. Causing him to stop talking for a few moments as he feels the sensations cause shivers down his spine.

“I love how you think my love, he does not deserve anything that he already has right now. That championship is yours for the taking, you just have to want it even more than you have ever done before. You don't want another year from being withheld from that champiosnhip that you deserve. You do remember how much you had suffered don't you?? You don't want to relive that once more!!”

He grinds his teeth as her words sink into his brain, reliving every that he suffered. That he put himself and her life through shit because he was bitter, even though he should have been happy because of her and he was. But that one burning pain kept him awake a lot of nights. Getting angered every time he saw the championship being defended in the ring, while he was in the back.

“I do Damia, I remember as if there was nothing else in life that I wanted more”

He stares into her eyes, knowing that his words would make another raise questions on the mind of another. But he knew that she understood his frustration, she knew that he have been wanting to be the best and prove critics wrong since that faithful night that Ekaterina cost him his final shot at the gold. She felt anger burning inside her as she remembered the public torturing that Ekaterina did in the arena in front of every fan to see. Forcing him to believe that she owned him, that he wasn't worth any damn bit without her.

This time it is Gothika that has her mind drift off, remembering that first night that she came back. Where she suddenly stood between Dmitri and Ekaterina, as he suddenly recognized her smell.

Flashback

January 9th 2016</color>

The night that Gothika made her in ring return, the night where she finally would come face to face with the woman that tormented the man, whom she had to admit to herself she wanted to be with. Standing in a dark secluded area with a mask in her hand. Staring at a small monitor as we see water drip from some old pipelines of underneath the parking lot of the arena. Grinding her teeth as she cannot help her anger towards Ekaterina.

“The bitch…. How could she…”

She watches as the camera turns towards the screen as we witness a part of the scene that is transpiring at that moment.

“It seems that everything that I have been telling you was going to happen has come to pass my pet. Last week's tag team match was so much of a debacle, it did nothing but seal the nail in the coffin so to speak. A double count out? Really? And why was it a double count out? Because your oh so special partner was not able to make it back to the ring to... finish the job as they say. You were doing well... You were holding your own... But then, you tagged in James, and everything went to what? That's right!! IT WENT TO SHIT!!! Oh yes... Shit!! All that match did was prove that you can't trust this man as your tag team partner, or your friend! He is none of those things to you really. “

She reaches out to him, holding a microphone out to him, which he reaches up to take, but she moves it away at the last minute, taunting him over and over again, until he finally roars in frustration, and she laughingly tosses it at his chest for him to scramble to catch before she lifts her own microphone to her lips.

“Ah, do you not see the futility of it all my pet? You put your trust in these humans... you put your faith in these humans... And yet, you see how they treat you? You are a monster to them! You are nothing but someone to hate and despise!! You are someone to leave hanging in the wind, or to use and abuse where they see fit... And yet, you continue to try to reach out to those who are meant to be nothing more than food!! Everyone who is supposed to mean ANYTHING to you has turned your back on you... All but me!! I am all that remains!! I am all that will remain!! Admit it!! I have shown you that caring for anyone other than your maker is folly, and it will lead you to nothing but despair and damnation!! Admit it and give yourself completely!! Stop hanging onto these foolish notions that I can sense running around through your brain!!”

She walks over and moves to touch his cheek, but he flinches for a moment, and she pauses. He takes that moment to step back from Ekaterina, and slowly looks her up and down as if he's trying to size her up, while calming himself. Dmitri finally speaks, and when he does, you can see the fire in his eyes.

The shot turns back to Gothika, gripping the mask in her hand as her fangs are growing in her mouth as she is breathing heavily. Letting an animalistic growl slip from her lips.

“Fight it Dmitri… don’t let her get to you”

She almost wants to jump through the monitor to save him if it was possible, but sighs as she cannot do anything as she is waiting for the right moment

“Yes... You're right. Caring for something or someone is folly where I'm concerned... But that's mainly because if I do care, YOU will come along and destroy that which I care about!! I'm starting to remember, my maker!! I'm starting to remember how whenever any fledgling idea which might come between you and I was to fill my head, you would do your best to crush it!! If I found one I might want to turn myself... Someone to accompany me through time as I have accompanied you... You would rip them from my grasp and utterly DESTROY them! And now... Now that I have wrestling to try and give me any sense of pleasure or fulfillment beyond you... You wish to poison that for me as well!! Oh yes my maker!! My eyes are beginning to open!! You told me to take credit for my own shortcomings, but I think that I have found my biggest one yet, and that is you!!”

“Oh man!! That had to sting!! Is this guy nuts or something?”

Ekaterina's face has paled, and you can see the anger and indignation flashing in her eyes as she takes a step towards Dmitri.

“How DARE you speak in such manner to me?!! I have made you!! And I can break you just as easily!!”

Dmitri shrugs and lowers his head to the ground.

“Go ahead... Break me... And then, you'll truly be all alone... I have resigned myself to my fate of being wracked by pain and anguish as all that I care about is crushed and taken away from me by you. I am your toy... physically... But my heart and soul will never be yours!!!!”

Dmitri moves to leave the ring, and Ekaterina howls in anger.

“Look out Dmitri!!”

Ekaterina leaps through the air and lands with her claws dug into Dmitri's chest, just below his collar bone, and he howls in pain as she holds him on the spot, slowly forcing him down to his knees.

“Give yourself to me!! Say that you are mine!! Say it!!! Say it!! You promised me that you would be mine!!!

The shot turns back to Gothika as her eyes are burning with anger and her mouth is almost fuming. Clearly she cannot take it anymore as she puts on the mask and stares at the screen one more time

“I’ve had enough… this is it!!!”

She walks off as the camera turns towards the screen before we turn to the ringside area where we are several moments later in the ring where Ekaterina is tormenting the poor and defenseless Dmitri.

She stops raking her claws over his body, and grabs him by the hair, yanking him around by a handful of it, and holds the microphone to his lips.

Say it!! Say that you love me and that you are mine!! You know that I am all that you have left!! Admit it and take your place fully as my pet!!

Dmitri looks up at her, the wounds already starting to close over, but slowly, his face a mask of horror. He is trembling with the pain that she's inflicted to his body, and a little bit of the light has left his eyes. He looks up at her defiantly for but a moment, then his body starts to sag in defeat.

I... I...

Suddenly, the lights go out, and the screech of a raven fills the air. On the big screen, a large full moon covers the screen, with the silhouette of a bat flying towards it. The lights start to strobe blood red, and the sound of a woman's throaty scream fills the air. Everyone is looking around, trying to figure out just what is going on.

Well what the...

The lights go up, and we suddenly see standing in the center of the ring, just beside Dmitri, a feminine figure in black leather pants, with a black leather jacket, wearing a hood and a face mask that keeps everything but the eyes covered.

Who is that??!!

I don't know, but if she stops what's happening to Dmitri, I'll be so happy, cause my tummy can't handle much more of what's going on.

Ekaterina hisses at the hooded figure, who grabs the wrist of the hand that is wrapped in Dmitri's hair and you can tell by the grip that it's a vicelike grip. Ekaterina's hand is slowly forced open and away from Dmitri, and it's flung back forcefully as the hooded figure steps between her and Dmitri. Ekaterina is fuming and she lifts a gore covered claw, pointing it at the hooded figure standing defiantly before her.

How DARE you think to come between me and my pet's discipline?!! Who do you think you are? You are nothing!! I will destroy you!!

Dmitri has started sniffing at the air, trying to place the scent that's wafting in front of him. He looks shaken as he's looks the hooded figure up and down slowly.

I know that scent... It's one I haven't sensed in so long...

Ekaterina is still fuming and howling in rage.

You have no right to try and stop me from doing anything I wish to my pet!! He's mine!! What makes you think you can try?!!

Ekaterina takes a step towards the hooded figure, and the camera zooms in on the eyes of the woman standing there, and they slowly start to change from their sultry brown to ice blue.

Those eyes!!! They look so familiar...

The woman reaches up and pulls the hood and mask from her face in one swoop of her hand and it's revealed to be none other than the Vampyric Angel herself, Gothika!!

Gothika!!! It's Gothika!! I can't believe it!!

Gothika reaches down and picks up Dmitri's fallen microphone without taking her eyes off of Ekaterina, and lifts it to her lips slowly.

Gothika: You will not hurt him any longer, Ekaterina.

Ekaterina throws her head back and laughs.

And who's going to stop me?!!

Gothika smirks and looks back at Dmitri for a moment, before she turns back towards Ekaterina.

I'm glad you asked that question. Because I will stop you.

Ekaterina growls and starts to move towards Gothika, but has to look up at the towering figure. You can tell that this is a battle of wills going on between the two of them, and Ekaterina is trying to intimidate Gothika, but Gothika chuckles softly.

Bitch, you haven't got anything that I haven't seen. I'm warning you now... If I even get an inkling that you're hurting Dmitri again... I will show you what it means to break someone.

Ekaterina howls in anger and her hand flies lightning quick as if to rake Gothika's face, but Gothika leans back and Ekaterina swipes nothing but air. She gets a surprised look on her face for a moment, but she then rebounds with a glowering hiss.

It's vampyric law that one cannot interfere with the relationship between a maker and her spawn!! I can have you put down like the dog you are!!

Gothika chuckles and shakes her head.

Don't try to quote your twisted version of the laws to me, bitch!! You've been filling Dmitri's head with lies his entire afterlife!! I will tell you this once more! YOU WILL NOT HURT HIM ANYMORE!!

Yeah!! You tell her, Gothika!!!

Gothika lets a low growl rumble from out of her throat, lowering her eyes for a moment, and when she looks up, the daggers being thrown from her eyes is enough to make Ekaterina stumble back a moment before she catches herself, looking to see if Dmitri saw it, and knowing that he did. But Dmitri's still slightly enthralled with the fact that Gothika is right there in front of him. His wounds have already healed, but he's still covered in blood. Gothika's eyes never leaves off of Ekaterina, and she takes a single step towards her, which causes Ekaterina to take a step back.

Let me put this in a way which will be even more clear for you. If you hurt him again, I will show you the same respect I showed the piece of filth that turned me... which is none.

Ekaterina gasps and her eyes go wide.

The bond between maker and spawn are unbreakable!!! How dare you say that of your maker??!! Your maker should have put you down the moment you were made!!

Gothika growls again, her eyes flaring as her power floods the ring, causing Ekaterina to back up even further. Dmitri looks back and forth between the two of them in shock.

I didn't have a maker, you stupid bitch!! I HAD A RAPIST AND A BUTCHER!! I DID NOT ASK FOR THIS!! IT WAS FORCED UPON ME, COMPLETELY AGAINST MY WILL!!

Gothika takes a slow breath, and lifts her head up slowly, her eyes never leaving Ekaterina.

And so, I did to him, what he did to me...

Ekaterina gasps, her eyes wide in shock.

You raped him?!!

Gothika's fangs finally drop to their full length and she hisses at Ekaterina.

I BUTCHERED HIM LIKE THE PIG HE WAS!!!

Ekaterina's jaw drops and she starts to tremble, her rage uncontrollable, but you can tell she doesn't dare take a step towards Gothika. Instead, she fires off .

That's Blasphemy!!! The council will...

Gothika smirks and shakes her head.

The council knows all about it. How do you think I know so much about council law? You aren't the first who's claimed they would hunt me down... Now I suggest you heed my warning... Or things will get much more intense between you and I.

Who in the hell is this council they keep talking about?

I don't know. It's a vampire thing apparently...

Dmitri has finally shaken himself out of his shock and he walks over to Gothika. Ekaterina is fuming as she watches their exchange.

You're here. After all this time, you' here. But why wait so long?

He reaches up and places his hand on her cheek, and she smiles back at him.

I didn't want to leave... Not with you just coming into the company, and wanting to spend time with me, but I had to go. I wanted to come back for you... I really did... I just couldn't. So much was going on...

Adams: It's like a vampire love triangle!!

Dmitri sighs and nods. He has the first true smile he's worn in a long time on his face.

I understand.

Dmitri looks over his shoulder at Ekaterina, and his smile fades almost instantly. His body starts to tremble and it's like a hood drops over his emotions. Gothika frowns and takes a step towards him, but he steps back too.

Dmitri?

Dmitri!!! No!!! What are you doing??!!

Making the biggest mistake of his life... Or is it after life?

He drops his hand and stands there for a moment before he steps around Gothika, taking Ekaterina's hand.

Gothika... I thank you for your concern, but I'm alright. And this is between my maker and myself. I don't want you to concern yourself with these matters.

Gothika looks at Dmitri a bit shocked.

I.... Dmitri... I didn't mean...

Gothika sees the way Dmitri is looking from her to Ekaterina. She sees him give the slightest of shakes of his head, and a look of longing and desire in his eyes as he looks at her, and the one of pure disgusts she looks at Ekaterina. She sighs and stops herself, then nods slowly.

Alright, Dmitri. I'll let you handle it... for now...

Dmitri starts to lead Ekaterina towards the stairs as Gothika stands there and watches as the pair head up the ramp. She turns back to Ekaterina as they're half way up to the stage and smirks before she raises the mic back to her lips.

Just don't forget what I said Ekaterina... I've got my eye on you. And if you step out of line again, I'll have my boot on your throat.

Gothika tosses the mic over her shoulder and to the mat as the strains of 'Blood' by In This Moment starts to play over the P.A. System.

Does that mean what I think it means?

I think it does!! The Vampyric Angel is back in Sin City Wrestling!!

But what about the rest of the Fallen? Are they back too?

And who can say. We just have to wait and find out. But for now, we'll be back after a short break..

Calvin Harris</color>

Dmitri can be seen in a bathtub, resting his head up against a towel as the heat from the water calms him down. He has his eyes closed, he looks as if he is sleeping as his facial expression is one of complete relaxation. But inside of him he is filled with rage and thoughts of destruction, all because of one man… Calvin Harris.

He slowly lifts his hand towards the camera without even looking at the camera crew, he must have already sensed them. Smelled them, heard them and even though his thirst for blood is great, he has a far more bigger thirst that needs to be salvaged even more. Again, just by one man…. Calvin Harris.

“Come here, I will tell you a tale… a tale of how one day you could be king…., while the next you could be on the streets and living off that whatever filth that you can find. And what does that do to a man that was used to be on top of the world??? He will do anything in his power to get back what he desired the most, what he longed for the most. Because he is addicted to it…, that sums it up quite well doesn’t it Calvin??”

His facial features slowly turns to an annoyed look, he slowly opens his mouth as a soft growl slips from his mouth. We can see his fangs slowly grow from the corners of his mouth, as his thirst is captivating him even more.

“And what a glorious momentum have you created for yourself, once again on top of the food chain and back to where you feel you belong aren’t you?? Everything seems to be perfect, everything seems to be all about you again as nothing seems to be about me. It’s a child’s wildest fantasy to have the center of the universe to be evolving around you.”

“And yet, sadly?? Sadly it is only going to last as long as your mind does not trick you Calvin. Because let’s face it, people are so contradicted as species that one day it is glorious to be on top of the world… and the next?? Well I guess you need to stare into my eyes to find the answer to that miracle of a question. Because there will be nothing more than hatred that will sooth the mind of the monster within”

For the very first time he opens his eyes, his iris is completely black while his pupil has a red glow. Around his eyes we can see bloodshed veins around the iris as his anger is slowly building inside of him while remaining seemingly calm to the outside world. He lifts a hand towards the side of the bathtub and grabs a glass of red that is next to the bathtub on a small chair and sips from it before turning his focus back upon the camera.

“History tells me that events are doomed to repeat itself Calvin, doomed to happen when the mind is telling you that you have made it. That you have achieved the greatest of heights imaginable to the human brain. A brain that only functions half of it’s natural ability to most men, I guess you are perhaps one of the select few that has become an exception?? An exceptionable case of where indeed life evolves from generation to generation to survive…. Where others are merely lucky enough to postpone the inevitable.. certain extinction. But let’s just say that you would once more be the exception. The question will remain.. for how long???”

“Time is the key of it all Calvin, you have managed to slip through the radar of the minds that be to be on shows to wrestle…, to perform for the livelihood of every person that wishes to see the best perform. I guess intentions of slipping yourself through the mud to camouflage your existence goes hand in hand quite well for being a martyr isn’t it?? Only to have your brain rattle yourself once more to accuse the world of their flaws because you are forced to do something you wish never to experience in the first place. To be in the ring and hoping that you can hide the mediocrity that is what you really are in comparison to what you are preaching”

“Of course your ears will not listen, your eyes will not see. The selected blindness and deafness sooths the fool much more than a true king isn’t it?? To stand on top of the world, not worrying about a fight and certainly not one that is stacked against all odds. Just like this Monday, oh how wonderful must have your night of sleep have been before waking up with a hurricane that sucks you right in. Right into the meadowlands of your non-existence. And oh yes, I know you have beaten me the last time to reclaim the championship. As that will be the sole purpose of your entire rambling from left to right, above and below… will it still make you a greater man than that what you profess it to be??”

“Once again history will undoubtedly will tell us eventually where there will be a W or a L behind your name. The sole purpose of life that has bound you to this championship belt that will not be at stake this very Monday. And yet, your career will be Calvin. Because even though your mouth tells me differently, your constant vein pumping in your carotid artery of your neck will suddenly stop and your brain will finally cease to work. You see Calvin, you just don’t seem to understand the life threatening situation that you have placed yourself into is far more dangerous than the mere joke that you place on national tv. But then again, every martyr has a weakness of being a self-centered, sadomasochistic human being. Needing the pain to be pleased as nothing else will keep your sick and twisted brain working full time.”

“Wanting more every given second, wanting more every given moment of your existence. And it already has destroyed you once by losing that championship, already has it made you vulnerable to outside stimulation that you wish to believe that you can handle. But we both know better that you are much better when you have nothing at all to gain in comparison when you know that you got everything to lose. And yet…, the desire always wins doesn’t it??? Isn’t that what the teachings of the Bible tells people to not let sins rule your life?? Or when asked to be closer to HIM, that you have to give away everything that you own and live in poverty??? Where’s your breaking point Calvin?? Wanting to be a martyr and yet going home to his soft silky bedsheets and dream off the virtuous touch of how many virgins throwing themselves at your feet?? Or will it be a moment where reality sets in and realizing that you need to change your ways…”

“Just wondering when that will happen….”

He takes another sip from the glass of red before placing it back on the chair next to him, he grabs another towel that is placed on the chair as he slowly to rub his face with it… He looks at it, it’s all white. The color of purity in many religions as he places it back on the chair.

“Will it be with the purity striking heavy into your heart?? Realizing that you need to repel from everything that you have done in your life so far?? Or is it more as you suddenly try to use it as an escape, a one final opportunity to perhaps change the public opinion upon you?? I know weak minded fools often used it to change their ways so to speak…., to make amends with your life and die a happy man. Unfortunately I’m not HIM that judges HE or SHE that will stand in front of HIS presence and have to listen to every misstep that he or she has ever made. I do not care Calvin, the first time it was to repel from the flaws that I had to endure last year, I know now that I’m very close at High Stakes, that I need not to worry anymore. Oh no Calvin, this time it is whether I will hear you gasp for air, whether I will see the same blackness in your eyes before I go for the kill”

“Just like this tag team match concerned Calvin, it is nothing more than a mere exception of doing what I have to do…. To prepare you for what will happen, you will expect me to be enraged and violent to the bone. As to the contrary is happening my friend as there is not a place and a time for anything like this to emerge. Why enrage myself when this is just a mere appetizer to the main course that will happen in a couple of weeks time. I always prefer the soup, where some do not see the point of an appetizer. As for me it sets the mood, it opens up my taste buds as it will make me want more… only to realize that for the main course you need to be patient”

“Of course, you have to know what type of soup you must take for whatever main course. Not too heavy, as it may cause your hunger to be lessened when the moment comes that you should be diving into the fine taste of that what makes you feel a king…, even if it only lasts a few moments. And not too light as you do not wish to starve too much before the main course will arrive. But for you, you already should know that I have found the perfect combination. Seeing that after this Monday it will be one day short of two weeks where the mouths will be doing the action and our bodies need to be patient. The best way for you to run and hide wherever you please…., only to finally picked out of the fish tank that consists the finest of ocean crabs you’ve ever tasted”

His eyes around his iris and pupils are now slowly starting to turn red as the red of the blood that he has drank slowly makes it’s way through his entire body. Causing his flesh also to turn into a more human like color.

“Ever seen a crab being cooked alive Calvin?? Ever wondered how much they would suffer during the process before their mind and body give out on it?? And for what?? Merely for the reason that it’s a delicacy of the hunger of the human race. And then they tell me that I’m the vicious one, that I’m inhuman and I’m the one that should be killed. No Calvin, I’ll make you to be the one that will suffer. I’ll take my time, I’ll take a soup that will take long before it has digested out of my system. So I can be satisfied by taking my time to rip you apart from limb to limb. For a menu that will serve a boiled Calvin Harris I will need the best ingredients in the world… and for that I am willing to go that extra mile before the hunger takes over and I will sink my teeth into your soft cooked flesh”

“You were not hoping for a baked little Calvin now were ya?? Oh no, just like crabs as well as lobsters. It is always best to boil them inside hot water, ever seen how they do that?? I know that there are restaurants that places a life crab in the fridge for fifteen minutes to make it numb… it is still alive though and then let it boil alive in boiling hot water for the same amount of time. Do you know what it will do to you Calvin?? Oh I know you will shudder to the thought of ever going through the pain like that… but you will in time Calvin…. “

“Your life is nothing more than a mere lie Calvin, nothing more and nothing less. You will understand that soon enough after this Monday when you will have enough to complain about after the tag team match is over and you are high tailing out of the building like you always do. It sooths my mind though to know that you are nothing more than a mere fool, even after all these months you’ve yet to pick up anything that will make you survive… soon it will be enough tho…. Soon enough…”

With that the shot fades as Dmitri closes his eyes once more and leans back into his bath.

Gothika and Dmitri are talking to each other while watching the sunset from the balcony of their hotel room. He has his arms wrapped around her waist as we halfway into their discussion cut in.

“What will you be wearing for the Halloween party??”

He rolls his eyes, clearly not expecting that question from her as she cocks her head towards his, looking upwards from his shoulder that she was resting her head on. Staring at him with her beautiful eyes that he has fallen in love with every single time that their eyes crossed each other.

“Come on Damia, you can’t possibly believe that I will….”

“Dress up?? Why not?? You seem to be enjoying when I put on that leather dress I bought a few months ago??”

She grins as she sees him suddenly stop talking and think about that the sexy dress that she was referring to. Watching as she sees the desire in his eyes before giving him a playful growl before she continues to talk.

“I mean seriously, I love it. To get out character for once and act up like a nurse or perhaps a nun, maybe I should….”

She sees him chuckle, clearly amused by her enthusiasm as she looks up at him.

“So what will you wish to be Dmitri??”

“Why would I change into a funny outfit? I can go like a vampire, hell I could even say that I’m Dracula or the Sesame’s Count the Count. I…”

She playfully slaps his face and grins, enjoying his sarcasm but realizing that he actually never did something like that.

“Don’t you wish to be something completely different than what you are?? Even if it is just merely one day??”

He sighs, staring into her eyes as he tries to reason with her.

“Look….”

“Ah come on…, you can’t be that old that you were around when the first Halloween costume party was invented??”

“Well….”

She rolls her eyes, clearly not believing that he reacted in a serious way.

“Come on Dmitri!! It was a joke old timer, I know back then you were little masks that covered partially your face and danced on Mozart or whatever was popular in the days. But in 2017 we do things crazy!! You need to get loose, I’ll go and do some Halloween shopping with you.”

“But…”

“I’ll even let you watch me dress up…”

She watches his mind suddenly take over as he is seeing an image of her putting on whatever costume that she can get her hands on and starts to chuckle before nodding.

“See?? That wasn’t such a bad idea??? Maybe I’ll just go as the king with his invisible clothing… “

He suddenly looks at her with a shocked look on his face, causing for her to burst out in laughter before kissing his face.

“Just for a private Halloween party for two, I’ve already sent you the invite you silly.”

He grins as he kisses her, agreeing on the idea as they will go out and costume shopping together. Sighing as he realizes that he will be stepping out of a comfort zone for the first time in many centuries. Causing her to grin as she is able to read his mind.

“It will be fun, you don’t have to worry about feeling awkward. If you only knew what the others will be wearing, then you would not even be noticed in the first place”

This causes Dmitri to suddenly act as if he is shocked, pouting his lips for a few moments before Gothika kisses his lips. She lets her fingers trace his beard that she loves so much. Caressing it softly as she slowly lets her fingers trace across his chest.

“And in a few weeks, you can go to another party dressed as the newly crowned, two time SCW World Heavyweight Champion. As the idiot that is carrying your championship is holding it once more while he does not even deserve it.”

He sighs, his mood suddenly changes as she mentioned the name of the man that he loaths.

“I’m going to rip…”

She kisses his lips as she shakes her head no, causing him to raise his eyebrow in surprise.

“Not tonight love, tonight it’s all about dressing up, carving out pumpkins and watch you trick or treat yourself by beating Calvin Harris and his “tag team partner” Griffin Hawkins as the Unholy Alliance will take them down.

She leans in to kiss him as he wraps his arms around her in an intimate embrace as the shot slowly fades once more.

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We cut back to Dmitri, this time he is out on the streets of Melbourne, Australia. Walking around as his eyes are watching he people pass him, not noticing the vampire as if he isn’t there. His eyes move fast towards every person as if he is looking for someone special.

“Griffin Hawkins, I have no concern towards you as my only concern is the world heavyweight champion. A concern that is brewing inside me for months now, something that needs to be unleashed at the very best given moment that ultimately being granted to me. Does that mean I will look past you? I would be foolish to think that way now wouldn’t I?? knowing in the world of the Sin City Wrestling, there are always eyes that see things before the largely visiting crowd would not have any concern about until the card is booked.”

“A man that wants to test his ability to the best of them, to notch his name into the history books of this fine industry as he ultimately wants one price, the one price that belongs to me.”

He sees a man with long hair pass him by, intriguing Dmitri for a few moments as his attention vanish from the presence of the camera crew, only to return a few moments later.

“The man that already has ended a career of a bonified future hall of famer in Steve Ramone. A feat that earns my respect, as in this industry it is all about surviving. And if that means you nave to take someone out, then do it before he does it to you. But it wouldn’t be fair if I take away every possible joy that you and Tuscini may have when you shall wage war for that Internet championship belt… Because let’s face it my friend, I would rather feel saddened that I had to go through someone seemingly innocent to the sins that Harris has perpetrated upon me. But if destiny has no other option for me to obtain some sort of pre medicated revenge upon Harris… then I shall. I shall Griffin, a decision that has been made by yours truly a long time ago”

“The mere question shall be my friend, what is it worth to you to change my mind upon you? Because deep down inside I know, I know that one day we will wage war together for that championship belt that belongs to me. That day where the world has already forgotten about the Martyr of his own foolishness as he has already risen to a stature of life that does not deserve to be his in the first place. While you?? You are interesting for the future days to be counted down upon the hour glass that is filled with the sand of time. Where my eyes will watch your every move, your every word that you speak and every decision that you make. Because these things are far more important than the human mind can allow it to be my friend”

“It will be a shame if you fail to listen to the words of warning like Calvin Harris has made a living as a fool. A fool of incapable deeds that will benefit the human race. Tell me Griffin, is that what you are willing to sacrifice so that he could perhaps walk another day in the same realm as you, James Tuscini or yours truly?? It doesn’t does it?? Even though you live in the spirit of competition, you know deep down inside your heart that you do not wish to sacrifice yourself to let another be your downfall. Another that does not give anything to life than the foul stench of his own demise. A deserving way to go in main event match to injuries will not fit well with him don’t you think?? Just make sure that you do not stand in my way, just make sure that you do not cross paths or let my nose catch your scent instead of his. Because the reaper already has told me that these coming weeks shouldn’t be the moment of your passing. I suggest you take these words of advice to your benefit.. or else you will end up the same way that calvin Harris will end up in just a few mere weeks. Do not disappoint me Griffin…. Or else it will be the final night that you will be alive…”

With that Dmitri slowly walks off as the shot fades.