"Blood and Bone" | Project: Honor

"Blood and Bone" May 4, 2021 13:18:07 GMT -5 CallMeRobert likes this

Post by valkyrie on May 4, 2021 13:18:07 GMT -5

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The following scenes will make use of foul language, gore, sex, drugs, rock and roll, and adult themes.
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>> January 2021 - Los Angeles, CA <<
>> Location: Unknown <<
>> Off Camera <<

“We got her, Boss.”

Was the only thing she needed to hear when she answered the phone. And, without saying a word, she simply ended the call and placed the phone on silent before putting it in her pocket. She remained crouched on the building’s roof as she watched Lash and Deb put Lyric in their vehicle and take off.

“Don’t do anything stupid, Robi.”, she could hear Alex’s voice in her head already.

Stupid? She’d saved Lyric from this guy once already. And apparently, the guy didn’t heed her warning to disappear. Instead, he had taken the building and turned it into his own personal ‘drug oasis’.

And now?

Now.. She was going to correct the problem. Only, she hadn’t told anyone what she was planning. She’d put Alex, Dru and Widow on notice to expect a call from Lash when Lyric was located and retrieved.

In all the years she’d been in the Black Hand, she never went rogue. Tonight? Tonight was different.

When she found out that Erik had up and disappeared on Lyric without a word and that had pushed Lyric over the edge… She was beyond livid. But, she didn’t show it. Not outright. Yet, everyone knew how Robi was when it came to Lyric. And “overprotective” didn’t even begin to cover it.

She remained crouched on the roof’s edge for a few more moments. Watching in silence.

When Lash and Deb were out of sight, she pulled the mask down over her face and disappeared into the darkness.

It didn’t take her long to find and capture her target. And after a little while, she was able to get him to a non-descript warehouse out in the middle of nowhere where a helicopter was waiting for her.

“That him?”

She was asked as she opened the door to the van and all she did was work to uncover him and get him secured for the ride to come.

“Hey, Sleeping Beauty. WAKE UP!”

She back-handed him and smiled as he jerked awake.

“Wh… Wha.. Who… YOU CUNT!!”

Robi smiled sweetly at the man as he tried to lunge at her. Then laughed as he realized, he couldn’t move.

“Don’t try to move. You’ve been paralyzed. Oh, don’t worry, it’s not permanent. But, get used to it because we’re going to be flying for a while.”

She straightened up and nodded to the person with her to grab him and put him in the helicopter.

Twelve hours later, they were landing in an empty field in the middle of the bayou. She’d kept the man paralyzed the entire flight as he kept trying to get free; let along move. She had to keep reminding him that his situation was… Dire.

Once they landed, Hadlee stepped out of the van and walked over to where the chopper had landed and opened the door.

“You do know how hard it is to get a vehicle out this far right?”

Robi looked at her daughter and gave a knowing smile.

“Yes, but worth it.”

Hadlee looked to the paralyzed man in the back and growled lowly.

“That him?”

Robi nodded and set about getting him unhooked. After making sure he was still chemically paralyzed that is. It took a little bit, but they got him into the van and covered up.

“Does Lyric know you’re doing this? Or anyone else for that matter?”

Hadlee looked at her Mom and Robi remained silent.

“I’ll take that as a ‘no’...”

Hadlee climbed into the back with the guy and Robi got into the driver’s seat.

A little while later, they were pulling into the drive-way and coming to a stop in front of a shack.

“Help me get him inside. Then leave.”

Hadlee could tell it wasn’t a request. She simply nodded and didn’t argue back that she wanted to help. She turned to open the side door of the van and looked at the guy with a smirk.

“You are so fucked…”

>>> Unknown Time; Unknown Place <<<
>>> On Camera <<<

“There was a time where I thought I didn’t belong in the wrestling world. It seemed that no matter how hard I fought, I kept getting fucked over by one company after another. And, to a point, that’s true. You see, ‘The Authority’ hates being put on notice. They hate it when their ‘Super Stars’ are put on notice. They hate it when someone comes in and completely wrecks their entire roster. They hate it when they try to punish someone and that person looks at them and laughs. Then goes about destroying everyone put in their path.”

“That’s what I’ve done. In practically every company I’ve been in. I don’t give a fuck if a company has a ‘Special Super Star’ the owners and fans absolutely love. I’m not in this business to be liked. I’m not in this business to make friends. I have enough friends. My Wolves are all I NEED. They’re all I’ll ever need.”

“What I came into this business to do is cause pain. To spill blood. Call it…”

The camera came to life as a woman dressed in ritualistic clothing made of furs wearing a wolf’s head mask. Two very large black wolves sitting beside her.

“Call it.. An offering to the Gods.”

“And you’re next, Poblano.”

“And from the looks of you.. It won’t take long.”

“See, I don’t mind that this is a dark match. That it’s not going to be seen by very many people. And that’s for the best… For you. I’m not sure people will want to see what I’m going to do to you. I’m not sure people will want to see that bleached blonde hair of yours stained red with your blood. I’m not sure they’ll be able to handle how I’m going to mangle your face by the time I’m done with you.”

“Oh, rest assured… I am angry. Full of rage. That’s something I’ve never denied. And truth be told.. There’s no real reason for it. I had a great childhood growing up. Daughter of an MC President and a mother who taught me everything I know about the Gods, our way of life and the Old Ways. I mean, people did try to bully me in high school because I was a senior at fifteen and graduated soon after. That didn’t fare too well for them. But, that’s neither here nor there anymore…”

“Point is, Poblano, you’re fucked. You got put in a match with one of the most dangerous people you’ll ever face. Be it now or in the future.. I promise you, you’ll remember who I am. The scars on your face will remind you. The tinge of red your bleached hair will take.. Will remind you. You’ll look in the mirror one day and your eyes will glance across a scar and all you’ll see is my face staring back at you. You’ll remember the beating you’re about to get. You’ll remember, and feel, each kick… Each punch.”

“You’ll remember… ALL of it!”

She turned around and began to walk to the alter that was behind her the entire time. Once she reached it, she picked up a bowl and raised it up to the sky.

“All-Father! I call to you this night! Hear me! Hear your Daughter! I make this blood offer to you!”

She lifted the bowl up over her head and lifted her head up so that her face was exposed. And she poured the contents of the bowl over herself.

She turned around and looked back at the camera.

Her face is now covered in blood.

A sadistic smile forms.

“Run.”