Post by theudy on Jul 27, 2017 17:20:42 GMT -5
A night 6 feet under:
It was only a match. A gimmick. But being buried alive under the wet mud even for a second felt weird. It was like death was playing a stupid game. Like end was mocking. He has been closer to death or may he is actually dead and dreaming up all those creepy dressed up cockroaches. He had to be under the mud for few minutes and when he came out, he felt broken. His body was hurt but his soul...the elusive thing that plays hide and seek all the time was also in need of mending.
A cold wet morning in the woods:
A man was lying on an hospital like bed. The shutters of the room are down but the sound of the drizzling rain could be heard outside like a low whiz. Also his breath was a whiz. He was in pain. After a series of brutal matches including a match where he was bathed in shards of broken tube-lights, a ladder match and electrified cage match as well as buried alive match. He remembered each night of those few, returning home bathing in sweat and blood. He could taste his own blood, smell it and...
He could also smell his pack. They were with him. Big Fenris, the Gnome and the fainting scent of her....as she was going away from him again. But he was happy she left...
May be it was what it was supposed to be..
A man was trying to sit up and he coughed up some blood. The pain were deep in his bones but he was healing and healing fast..
A man stood up and limped and stumbled his way to the table and poured himself a glass of strong bourbon....
A man drank it down in a single gulp and belched over on the floor...
A man.....a different one entered the room and held him from falling over...
A torrential afternoon:
The rain and wind has both gained force....
The sound of the wind was like howling of some beast.
Udy was almost healed now and could feel it. he could feel the blood flowing and the tissues working to mend themselves. He had a bottle of beer in his hand and he also knows he has a match coming up on sunday against Bale Pascal and Taylor Wright. The Demon Wolf will team up with the Oathbreaker. It will be a tale of an Oathbreaker and a Cursed Crusader. A demon wolf and the skinwalker. What chances do Pascal and Wright have?
Fenris walked in. He had a carcass of a deer on his shoulder. He stops for a second and looked at Udy. Then walked inside.
"So this sunday, I will team with the Oathbreaker. Well I know you pretty well man and I think we will get along well. The darkness and the evil will unite us and we will lay a waste of our opponents."
"Yes and what opponents we have! We have the ambassador of bullshit Taylor Wright. Wright my man let me tell you a little story. Do you know once upon a time there used to be a little boy. He was stupid and he was brave. He walked into the jungle of the beasts and demons. He thought he knew what hell was. That little boy walked with his head held high as he walked into the haunted woods believing what his boss told him. He believed the Demons will protect him. As he adjusted his eyes to the bright darkness and the blindfold of false promises was taken off, he cowered at the sight of the real evils. He came face to face with beasts that he didn't even dare up in his darkest nightmares. And little boy lowered his head and his head then rolled to the ground blood spurting."
"You are that little boy Wright and rightfully if you do dare to walk in to the ring for the match, trust me your boss will need a new ambassador. I will break your bones man. Your time in the woods will be as short as your level of talent and intelligence. Listen to the winds man. Listen to the voices that whispers you to abandon the match and walk away. Or spread your arms and embrace the curse. "
There was a thud sound and then Fenris walked out and dropped the head of the deer at Udy's feet.
Udy looked the head with bloods splattering everywhere and lets out a maniacal laughter.
"See Taylor Wright. This may be you or you have the chance of being......."
A wolf like creature walks in and started licking the blood of the floor. Then it sits down by Udy's feet.
"...........See, you can embrace the curse and serve the Cursed Crusader."
There was sound of thunder in the background and the creature by udy's side lets out a howl...
"I think Oathbreaker will enjoy playing cat and mouse with you too Wright if you are stupidly brave enough to walk into the demonic woods."
He cranks his neck and now his eyes have turned demonic black...
"I don't remember if I ever faced Bale pascal. Well thats probably because it does'nt matter much. Bale Pascal you are a damaged good. Ain't you my friend? A man who doesn't know what he wants. A man who doesn't want what he knows. A man who is not a man at all but a child still trying to live upto the societal expectations. A child bursting out everytime he realizes he cannot. Bale as much as our difference goes about knowing our fate and accepting destiny, we are pretty similar. You see unlike fearing the failure to fit in, you and me both hate the concept of balance. I can give you that life Bale that you always wanted your dad to. Accept my curse and join the crusade and I will be the dad you never had..."
Udy chuckles devilishly and looks at his hands which were dripping the blood of the deer. He rubs it against his face and chest and sniffs at it...
"You see Bale Pascal, blood and stench of fear is what gets me going. Your blood will fall in the ring if you come face to face with me and the Skinwalker. Do you really want it Bale? Do you want to be like that headless carcass that the beasts feed on? Do you want to be the prey? Or will you accept us?"
Udy falls to his knees and another thunder is heard in the background.
"Skinwalker! Let us give our prey a chance to accept the curse and abandon the match because if not, I bet between you and me, we will share the spoils and the beasts won't go hungry. Either way we win man. So Wright and Pascal contemplate and sleep over it. You have 3 days to choose life or damnation. "
Fenris walks up behind Udy and spreads his arms as the beast stands up as well.
"Its either us or its death..."
The candle blows out and rooms goes dark as another thunder blasts. A lightening flashes as well..
Demonic chants start and there is a howl....
And then another.....
Finally a longer blood curdling howl starts.......
It was only a match. A gimmick. But being buried alive under the wet mud even for a second felt weird. It was like death was playing a stupid game. Like end was mocking. He has been closer to death or may he is actually dead and dreaming up all those creepy dressed up cockroaches. He had to be under the mud for few minutes and when he came out, he felt broken. His body was hurt but his soul...the elusive thing that plays hide and seek all the time was also in need of mending.
A cold wet morning in the woods:
A man was lying on an hospital like bed. The shutters of the room are down but the sound of the drizzling rain could be heard outside like a low whiz. Also his breath was a whiz. He was in pain. After a series of brutal matches including a match where he was bathed in shards of broken tube-lights, a ladder match and electrified cage match as well as buried alive match. He remembered each night of those few, returning home bathing in sweat and blood. He could taste his own blood, smell it and...
He could also smell his pack. They were with him. Big Fenris, the Gnome and the fainting scent of her....as she was going away from him again. But he was happy she left...
May be it was what it was supposed to be..
A man was trying to sit up and he coughed up some blood. The pain were deep in his bones but he was healing and healing fast..
A man stood up and limped and stumbled his way to the table and poured himself a glass of strong bourbon....
A man drank it down in a single gulp and belched over on the floor...
A man.....a different one entered the room and held him from falling over...
A torrential afternoon:
The rain and wind has both gained force....
The sound of the wind was like howling of some beast.
Udy was almost healed now and could feel it. he could feel the blood flowing and the tissues working to mend themselves. He had a bottle of beer in his hand and he also knows he has a match coming up on sunday against Bale Pascal and Taylor Wright. The Demon Wolf will team up with the Oathbreaker. It will be a tale of an Oathbreaker and a Cursed Crusader. A demon wolf and the skinwalker. What chances do Pascal and Wright have?
Fenris walked in. He had a carcass of a deer on his shoulder. He stops for a second and looked at Udy. Then walked inside.
"So this sunday, I will team with the Oathbreaker. Well I know you pretty well man and I think we will get along well. The darkness and the evil will unite us and we will lay a waste of our opponents."
"Yes and what opponents we have! We have the ambassador of bullshit Taylor Wright. Wright my man let me tell you a little story. Do you know once upon a time there used to be a little boy. He was stupid and he was brave. He walked into the jungle of the beasts and demons. He thought he knew what hell was. That little boy walked with his head held high as he walked into the haunted woods believing what his boss told him. He believed the Demons will protect him. As he adjusted his eyes to the bright darkness and the blindfold of false promises was taken off, he cowered at the sight of the real evils. He came face to face with beasts that he didn't even dare up in his darkest nightmares. And little boy lowered his head and his head then rolled to the ground blood spurting."
"You are that little boy Wright and rightfully if you do dare to walk in to the ring for the match, trust me your boss will need a new ambassador. I will break your bones man. Your time in the woods will be as short as your level of talent and intelligence. Listen to the winds man. Listen to the voices that whispers you to abandon the match and walk away. Or spread your arms and embrace the curse. "
There was a thud sound and then Fenris walked out and dropped the head of the deer at Udy's feet.
Udy looked the head with bloods splattering everywhere and lets out a maniacal laughter.
"See Taylor Wright. This may be you or you have the chance of being......."
A wolf like creature walks in and started licking the blood of the floor. Then it sits down by Udy's feet.
"...........See, you can embrace the curse and serve the Cursed Crusader."
There was sound of thunder in the background and the creature by udy's side lets out a howl...
"I think Oathbreaker will enjoy playing cat and mouse with you too Wright if you are stupidly brave enough to walk into the demonic woods."
He cranks his neck and now his eyes have turned demonic black...
"I don't remember if I ever faced Bale pascal. Well thats probably because it does'nt matter much. Bale Pascal you are a damaged good. Ain't you my friend? A man who doesn't know what he wants. A man who doesn't want what he knows. A man who is not a man at all but a child still trying to live upto the societal expectations. A child bursting out everytime he realizes he cannot. Bale as much as our difference goes about knowing our fate and accepting destiny, we are pretty similar. You see unlike fearing the failure to fit in, you and me both hate the concept of balance. I can give you that life Bale that you always wanted your dad to. Accept my curse and join the crusade and I will be the dad you never had..."
Udy chuckles devilishly and looks at his hands which were dripping the blood of the deer. He rubs it against his face and chest and sniffs at it...
"You see Bale Pascal, blood and stench of fear is what gets me going. Your blood will fall in the ring if you come face to face with me and the Skinwalker. Do you really want it Bale? Do you want to be like that headless carcass that the beasts feed on? Do you want to be the prey? Or will you accept us?"
Udy falls to his knees and another thunder is heard in the background.
"Skinwalker! Let us give our prey a chance to accept the curse and abandon the match because if not, I bet between you and me, we will share the spoils and the beasts won't go hungry. Either way we win man. So Wright and Pascal contemplate and sleep over it. You have 3 days to choose life or damnation. "
Fenris walks up behind Udy and spreads his arms as the beast stands up as well.
"Its either us or its death..."
The candle blows out and rooms goes dark as another thunder blasts. A lightening flashes as well..
Demonic chants start and there is a howl....
And then another.....
Finally a longer blood curdling howl starts.......