Post by Savannah Sunshine. on Nov 21, 2021 10:06:30 GMT -5
Go on and be a big girl
You asked for this now
Go on and be a big girl
Everybody's gonna drown you out
Go on and be a big girl
You asked for this now
You better show 'em why you talk so loud
THURSDAY
SOMETIME LATE NIGHT
UNKNOWN LOCATION
It had been rough trying to capture the demon, but after a scuffle and having injured the demon enough to weaken them, tying them up had come naturally. Persephone had caused injuries to both Jason and Michael, who were still fighting the injuries off even now. Michael had been ripped from the drivers seat of the truck when they had first arrived. Dragged with a vengeance into the woods by an unseen force. Sliced by the shards of glass left in the wake after the window had been shattered. "Do you know how much fun we had with your precious little Jason?" There's a lilting and playful tone in Persephone's voice, even as they sit in the chair with iron chains burning their current vessel. They thrash and writhe around, hissing loudly as they stare Savannah down. "It was so easy to get into his head, to drive him to the brink. His mind was already weak, he's nothing but a pathetic human who can hardly handle being a man. Do you know the pain you have put him through, Savannah? The pain that so many others have caused him when he causes himself enough pain as it is?"
Tongue pushes past lips as black sludge dribbles down the demons chin. "It was easy to get him to try to kill himself. It was easy to get him to try to plunge that silly little blade right into his own skin, to watch him bleed out. Oh, how we would have enjoyed it so. But, our fun was cut short when our dear little Mikey stuck his nose where it didn't belong." They hiss in the large males direction, though Michael holds a salt round loaded shotgun right aimed to Persephone's forehead. "Eat shit, demon bitch." The male grumbles out, gaze narrowed in the deadliest way. Savannah's blood boils, stomach churns in a sickening way as she swallows hard. She feels lightheaded and dizzy, wants to take a seat. But, there's no time to worry right now. Jason stands nearby, glares daggers at the demon who is chained to the chair. "Do you know how much pain and suffering you have caused me and the people that I love? You took away from me the first man I ever loved and you tried to take away the man who worked so hard to fix me when no one else could."
Savannah's teeth grit as she steps closer, in a mere menacing way, as she holds a revolver in her hand. It's loaded with special bullets, meant to kill or remove a demon from the vessel it possesses. "You have done more than enough damage and I'm the one who is left to clean up your mess at the end of it all. But, I'm done letting you hurt everyone. I'm done letting you hurt anyone else, so you won't get the chance to do that anymore." Savannah pops open the cylinder of the revolver, spinning it as it shows the cylinder is filled with bullets. The handle of the gun is inscribed with Latin words, words that have a faint glow as Savannah musters up all of her strength. As the cylinder is popped back into place with a click, she pulls back on the hammer at the back of the gun, listening as it clicks into place and fills a bullet into it. "Non timebo mala." The words are muttered gently, meaning "I will fear no evil" in Latin.
Without thinking twice, she pulls back on the trigger, the bullet leaving the chamber as it shoots right between the eyes of the demon. The body convulses moments later, though none of them move a single muscle. All three watch with bated breath as a near blinding white light fills the mouth and eyes of the demon. Suddenly, the body explodes and parts and blood splatter everywhere around them. Even onto their skin and clothes as the demon is left in a puddle of what remains.
The revolver drops from her shaky hands, as she drops to her knees and lets out a loud gasp. Both men walk over to place gentle hands on either of her shoulders, neither one saying anything just yet. Her shoulders shake with each ragged breath, sniffling as she wipes at her nose with one of her hands and the same hand wipes at hot tears. "I did it. I did it. She's finally gone." She stares at the puddle of mush left behind, watching as it merely disappears in a cloud of dust a moment later. Both men help her to her feet and the trio make their way back to the truck to make the drive back to the house. It's a quiet night, though there's hardly any sleep for the three of them when they return.
SATURDAY
SOMETIME IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT
NEW YORK CITY
It's the middle of the night when she pulls out her phone, stopped at a rest area to fill up on gas, food, and take a rest for a bit. The camera shakes, though her phone is being used and propped into the phone holder hooked onto the air vent. "Stupid phone.." Words are grumbled out as she finally pops it into place with a satisfied little wiggle. She sighs softly, hands cupped around a hot cup of Tim Horton's coffee. "Hey guys! So, I know everyone has been dying to hear from me lately. I decided to get an early start and head to Whalan as soon as I could. As you can see, I'm by myself for now. But, I needed the time to really get my head on straight before things get super crazy." She takes a long sip from her drink, settling it into the cup holder. "Anyway, I am about to get back on the road after a little nap and now I have my coffee!"
Hands move to the steering wheel and she begins the drive towards her next destination. "I've got a long drive ahead of me. I've been on the road for three of the ten hours I have to get to Whalan. But, the early bird does indeed get the worm!" She claps her hands together momentarily, before finding her hands back on the wheel. "There's a lot at stake in this match and I'm not putting anything past anyone. There are plenty of people who want to take me out and I don't mean on a date. Hi, Arik." She rolls her eyes slightly, head shaking as she watches the road. There's hardly any cars on the road at this time of the night.
"There will always be someone wanting to take me out and I'm used to that by now. But, make no mistake about it, I am not the same girl I was when I stepped foot into this place. I've grown a lot from the naive and gullible girl I was into something far more dangerous... and I'm not talking about some pathetic demon bitch. Who, by the way, is long, long, long gone. Yet, I still have all of this pent up energy and I need to let it out somewhere. So, why not in a place where there is going to be plenty of carnage and bloodshed? No matter what, I’m here to have a good time and to really let everyone know what I’m truly capable of.”
Fingers move to flip on the turn signal as she switches lanes, cruising along the highway before she speaks again. “The numerous amounts of absolutely bloody and stomach churning matches is hard to place numbers on. Whether it be the Horror Massacre Match I had against Arik or the Murder on 13th Street Match against Eris. Or even the Aquarium Brawl Match against-- Well, it doesn’t matter who that match was against. Either way, the point is I know all about violence, destruction, and madness. Putting my body on the line at the expense of something potentially treat-worthy at the end of this all will be well worth the sweet, sweet, sweet delivery in the end.”
"I have made plenty of mistakes in my career, but the one mistake I won't make is making sure I do whatever I have to in order to prove my point. Even if I come up empty handed in the end, it'll be worth all the darkness I have endured to get to this point. There is no room for friendship in this match, there is no room for weakness in this match. It's all about survival mentality and keeping eyes literally in the back of your head on your way towards the same common goal that everyone is looking to reach in the end. Sure, there are going to be obvious obstacles along the way. But, I've already accounted for them and I'll make sure I don't let myself get distracted."
"I have absolutely nothing left to lose, do you understand that? I'm tired of pretending to be this nice girl who is going to be naive and gullible for the rest of her life. I am done putting my trust into people who would so easily dispose of me like yesterday's trash. There are few people in my life I can truly depend on, even if it means I have to go through them in this very match. Jason, Michael, hell... Even my own flesh and blood baby brother. It wouldn't be the first time I've had to be put up against people I've put my own heart into. Won't be the last time either. Doesn't mean I'm not going to give them the same treatment I'm going to give everyone else. I am taking any and all prisoners and I am showing absolutely zero mercy."
"It's like the Cobra Kai slogan: Strike first, strike hard, no mercy. Which is exactly the mindset I am going into this match having. I won't let anyone get the jump on me, not without leaving with their blood on my hands if they decide to try to sneak up on me. There has been far too much going on lately and far too much aggression and pent up frustration within me. It's season beatings for everybody who decides to get in my way when I am on the path towards something far greater. Regardless of the outcome, I already have my fate sealed for Wired Consequences. But, the opportunity at having that Universal Briefcase in my possession is something that I simply cannot pass up on."
"Like I've already said, I know there are four people in this match who are absolutely going to come for my head. But, you better mark my goddamn words. I am not going down without putting up one hell of a fucking fight. I'm done running from these freaks, I'm done backing down from them. There is nothing they can do to hurt me. Not anymore. Not ever again. Arik Holt and his little merry band of bitches have no idea of the monster they have created. But, they'll all learn what they've done soon enough. In the end, I'll be the one having the last laugh with their blood on my hands with zero room to care."
"I am a woman who has zero room to be weak any longer. Whether people are going to understand that after all of this or not is not my problem. I'm done trying to appease to people who don't give a damn about me at the end of the day. So, why should I care about what happens to anyone who gets in my way? This is and always will be a dog eat dog world and some of us are made for survival of the fittest... While some of us will be ready to run home crying with our tails tucked between our legs for our mommies to wipe our little snotty noses. Those kinds of people? They have no place in a world like this. There is no place for them in a world where violence thrives and lives at such a high level."
"There are too many people in this match for my liking, but there's always room to cut the fat out of a thing like this. Whether that be by force or by choice. I am sparing absolutely no one when it comes to the goal. I have let opportunity after opportunity after opportunity slip past me and I am no longer allowing that to happen for me. From here on out, I no longer care about who I have to step on in order to get to the goal of holding potential gold in my hands. Let alone that briefcase that waits for me at the end of this all. There are over sixty something people in this match and by the end of it? Only two people will stand inside of that ring and duke it out for that shiny briefcase at the end of it all. I hold both light and darkness within me and it's an equal balance of both. But, sometimes... We just have to tip the scale closer to one side than the other in order to prove our point."
"And one of those two people will be me. By hell and high water, I will make sure I come out of this as the last one standing. From here on out, I am doing things my way. I am doing things that might make people look at me differently. I am doing things for myself first and foremost. I am done putting others before myself. It's about time I got a little selfish... So, why not now of all times? Happy season's beatings, you filthy animals. I hope you're ready for a goddamn bloody war... and just remember: You asked for this. Everything that I will do to anyone who gets in my way... You. Asked. For. This." The feed goes to black a few moments later, phone ripped from the holder as the video comes to an end.
