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….,