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Post by ☆Demmi-Mae☆ on Sept 20, 2015 19:28:20 GMT -5
  The darkness of the room immediately seen as no sounds are heard not the dripping of a pipe or the squeaks of the floorboards. Nothing absolutely nothing can be seen or heard in the room shown on the Thy WWE web exclusive. That is until a familiar voice is heard in the darkness.
.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
”Comley, a monster of sorts thinks he can start a trail of destruction leaving me in the wake? A so-called monster who most likely thinks he walked through hell to get here. A man unafraid of the woman he faces. A small boy trapped in this dark, dark world.”
Demmie breaths out as movement is heard but not seen before the Queen of Darkness speaks once more.
.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
”He stands tall and proud acting and talking like he is some freak, that people should be scared. He does not know monsters; he does not know darkness nor hell or destruction. He talks big but has done nothing to show for it, he barks loud but has little to no bite. The man is nothing but a name, a name on a long list of people who have stood in my way and once I have beaten them, destroyed them, wreaked their careers, have gone, disappeared, and evaporated into thin air not to be seen again. He thinks he can out scare the woman even the devil himself scared by her so much spat her from the hell of which she spawned? Think again, for no one, no one at all scares The Queen Bitch.”
More movement is heard as the distinct sound of stiletto heels pace the room, a small cackle leaving the lips of the most feared woman of Thy WWE.
.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
”You call yourself hardcore and yet you are nothing more than a mirage of someone greater. I have annihilated people’s careers, sent them home with shattered bones and broken souls never to be seen again. Yet you stand here and think that I will be scared, that I will be destroyed? Have you no knowledge of my existence as a wrestler? I have no rules or codes I keep to, friends I have broken, family I have destroyed. Beating those mentioned within an inch of their pathetic lives and still you think you have a shot?”
No sooner had the words left her lips a tantalizingly high pitch dark witch’s cackle leaves Demmie’s lips and escapes into the dark surround, echoing throughout the unknown building before releasing into the outside world still heard as the cackle passes through the doors.
.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
”Comley I shall show you a monster, a true domineering monstrosity of a bitch that is myself. You will come to wish you never stepped foot in my ring. I have become the rafter princess, the queen of darkness, the bone crushing queen bitch of Thy WWE and you? You like I previously said are merely a name, not one for the history books just a name added to the list of people’s dreams that have been shattered and wiped out by yours truly. This week when you step in my ring, you want a monster you have one. But I say it now loud and clear my ring there is only one monster and that monster is me. You can run your mouth of beat some sense into worthless people to try and make the world think and realize that you can in fact beat on someone like me. But mark my words your deed will be your undoing, because while you can beat sense into others and jump and scream that you will destroy my existence, like many before you when it comes to our match you will fail and be a pile of broken bones. So please humor me, speak your worthless quotes and sayings, and make up your own for all I care. But know this first. I am the Queen of darkness and me? I ALWAYS get what I want.”
A dark and twisted laughter can be heard amongst the light breathing of the Queen, the movement has since stopped as it seems Demmie is far too focused to walk.
.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
”And what is it that I want Comley you ask? To seek out and destroy fake monsters like yourself, see my lines of what I want have now twisted and while I still want my belt back and to destroy the New Age freaks. I also have a new plan, one which I have been at the starting point for a while. This plan like I said is to wreak, break and destroy fake monsters like you. People who think they are bad but don’t know the meaning of it. I can get your deepest darkest fears and make them a reality if I so wish, you think you can kill what cannot be killed. Be my quest, because quite frankly….It’s your funeral.”
A stifle mix of the cackle and laughter heard before is now heard once more as a door opens and closes, heels walking away and the distant echo of the cackle laughter still prominent until the video ends.
Status//Finished
Tagged//Comley
Words//850
Credit//bella__swan Of Caution 2.0 |
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