Post by Kyle Travis on Sept 11, 2015 15:53:22 GMT -6
::While many people would associate death in New Orleans with the three Saint Louis Cemeteries, where many prominent citizens of New Orleans and figures of the city’s history have been buried. But the city holds another place associated with far worse ways to die. These methods were through torture, pain and suffering. Sitting on the corner of Royal Street and Governor Nicholls Street, it is a square grey stone building lined with large windows. The entrance features iron grillwork and the door is carved with an image of Apollo on his chariot. It is 1140 Royal Street, home of Delphine Lalaurie, a New Orleans socialite ands serial killer who tortured and murdered totured and murdered many of her slaves until a fire 1834 exposed the crimes and the family fled to France to escape prosecution, cementing her name in the city’s folklore.::
::It is outside the building where Kyle Travis stands. “The Canadian Legend” smiles a bit as he looks away from the house.::
“You do realize that, regardless of the outcome of this match Danika, I have already won, don’t you?”
“You can pin my shoulders to the mat. You can get to submit. You could win by disqualification because I just keep trying to hurt you and the referee finally just disqualifies me. Even if you win this match, Danika, I will have won the war.”
“I have won, because your master did NOT accept the challenge I laid out for him. I have won, because if you beat me this one night, it will be the only thing of merit you have ever accomplished in the endless stream of failure you call a career.”
“I challenged your master to face me in the ring at Raising Hell. For months, we have heard you go on and on about your dark master like he is some sort of dark second coming. We have heard you talk about how he is a all powerful. We heard you tell us that he was a terrible evil power that would descend upon us and launch us into his dark heaven. On and on you went about your great and powerful master, while I humiliated the Children of Nephilim, beat your minions bloody and cost you a match and shown that I have no fear of you.”
“I stand here, completely unafraid of the Children of Nephilim. I stand here having proven that the Children of Nephilim are everything I have said they are. You are weak. You are pathetic. You are overhyped. The sun has set on the Children of Nephilim. Every single person in the UWA has already come to this realization, this conclusion. Everyone that is, except for the Children of Nephilim.”
::Travis looks back up at the house that since the family fled has been a since then has served as a public high school, a conservatory of music, a tenement, a refuge for young delinquents, a bar, a furniture store, and a luxury apartment building and was once owned by Nicholas Cage.::
“And honestly, Danika, it is entirely your fault that this has happened. The failure of the Children of Nephilim, its loss of status, is all on you. Yes, McBride lost the two biggest matches the Children of Nephilim have had to date. He was beaten at Searing Agony and again at Raising Hell last year, but he at least had those big matches. He at least had those matches. You came in and have done nothing, except go on and on about how great and terrible your dark master is, and let Bene Elohim pick the remains of the Sin City Knights in Craven, who entered the match barely standing, and Silver Baron, who was more concerned about what alter-ego he was than the match. So, you’ll have to excuse me if I look at you and see nothing more than a failure.”
“People looked at Joshua McBride like he was evil, like he was a monster. I said he was playing chess while everyone else was playing checkers because he seemed to be two steps ahead of his opponents. Yes, his end game was terrible, because he always lost, but he at least had that mystery and fear that gave him an edge and made him interesting to watch. You do not have that, Danika. All you have is a need to hype a guy hiding behind a teddy bear.”
::Again, “The Once and Future King” allows himself an amused smirk, recalling this past Monday Night Mayhem and Danika’s reaction to his little bonfire and note.::
“I have gotten inside your head, Danika, not once, but twice. I have gotten in there. Joshua McBride would never have let me get into his head like I have with you, Danika. He’d have probably had me thrown into a sack and taken me to the compound, which he did a lot, or had me beaten. Yes, I repeatedly called him and extra from Deliverance, and called the Children of Nephilim under him a “hillbilly rape cult”, but at least McBride had the guts to step into the ring himself, not send his minions or go only because his master was busy. Your best effort was to send Bene Elohim after me to try and end my career and they failed. Now it is your turn, and you will fail, because a failure is all you are, and all you ever will be. You know this, I know this, and more importantly, the bitch hiding behind a teddy you call master knows this.”
“The air of mystery, the fear you once commanded, all the hype the Children of Nephilim commanded died the instant you kicked McBride to the curb, and it is your fault. You let the Children of Nephilim go downhill all so you could sing the praises of a guy who is more than willing to let me get away with EVERYTHING that I have done or said about the Children of Nephilim. You took a group that still had some potential to turn it all around and actually live up to the huge amount of hype they had so far failed to live up to and turned into the Cult of the Teddy Bear. You failed at a level I did not think anyone could fail at, Danika. Watching the Children of Nephilim from the start, seeing where they were when McBride was the mouthpiece and where they have gone under your makes me feel better about Ragnarok. Actually, I think Dark Camelot or whatever they were called, somehow managed to do more than the Children of Nephilim have under the reign of you and your dark master.”
::Travis starts chuckling.::
“And you know what is funny, Danika? Do you know what the real irony is about all of this is? I do NOT give a damn who your master is.”
::That chuckling turns into a cold, cruel, joyless, laugh.::
“Do you understand what I am saying, Danika?”
::Travis keeps laughing that cold, cruel, joyless, laugh.::
“Forgot your stupid, banal and pointless praising the man behind the teddy bear and understand that I am going to do terrible, painful, violent things to you as a message to the coward, and I have reached the point of not caring in the least who he is.”
::He stops laughing for a moment to catch his breath.::
“I literally do not care who it is, Danika. I don’t. You could tell me who it is right now, and I will still not care one bit. Knowing who it is will not change my opinion of the man for the better. In fact, it may cause the opposite to happen and I will lose any respect for him that I may have even had, which is saying a lot as I have no respect for anyone in the Children of Nephilim.”
“That does not mean I will not be the first in line to kick his ass when we finally meet the man behind the curtain, or in this case, teddy bear. It just means that when your dark lord finally arrives and you, Miako and Sariel are all soaking your panties and Ananiel and Ramiel are popping are popping boners at how evil he is, I am going to be there, watching this, yawning, waiting for you to shut up, although that’ll be a long wait, and him to grow a pair of balls, though I doubt he will, but either way I am going to beat him with a crowbar and end the joke that is the Children of Nephilim.”
“Truth be told, Danika, I have never cared who it was calling the shots of the Children of Nephilim. Really, the only reason I challenged him to a match at Raising Hell was to see if he would show up. But, I guess he is content with letting the world know that I was right when I called him a pathetic, sniveling, cowardly bitch hiding behind a teddy bear.”
::“The Once and Future King” turns from the house, standing so that he looks out to the intersection of Royal Street and Governor Nicholls Street.::
“All he has to do was accept. But he did not. No, instead we got to listen to you hype how great he was while he just hide behind the teddy bear like always and tells us easy it would be for him to crush me, because he is so great and powerful. And yet, when it came time for him to man up and actually do it, he sent you, a glorified cheerleader, to do what he was too afraid of.”
“It absolutely shocks me that that there are people in the UWA who seem to be better at being the Children of Nephilim than the actual Children of Nephilim are now. And that, Danika, is all on you and your teddy bear taking the Children of Nephilim from being this evil cult everyone feared to a cult being a self-glorifying coward hiding behind a teddy bear and his mask-wearing cheerleader that everyone looks at like a big joke, because Danika, you and Evil Ted, have made the Children of Nephilim into a joke.”
::Travis chuckles and shakes his head.::
“I look at a guy like Michael Rivers and I see a guy who had made more of an impact with your shtick than you have doing you. He built an air of mystery as to why he was here doing commentary. You, Danika, debuted and all we got was something about you having a master, and when he finally reveals something of himself, it’s a teddy bear that he uses to order you around. And when he finally made his move, explained why he was here, he claimed to be pure evil, Satan himself, and was going to make a book out of flesh and inked in blood, and I honestly buy his whole being the Devil and being evil thing more than I believe your master is evil incarnate and his arrival will usher in an age of darkness upon the UWA. Why? Because unlike the puppet you call master, Michael Rivers actually has the balls to do the job himself rather than sent his lackey.”
“Cole Hunter and Artemis have shown the entire world that their ability to play mind games and propensity for violence is far, far greater than yours, Danika, and even that of your master’s. I’ve assaulted your members, humiliated you on a bi-weekly basis and basically said I was going to destroy you and all I get is how great the bitch voicing the teddy bear is. Neither Jeszika Gautier or Sentinel or the Sin City Knights did anything to Cole Hunter or Artemis, and yet, those two have tortured and tormented those four people, by making Jeszika believe Sentinel was stalking her, which helped move Sentinel to the dark side, and then beat the hell out of Jeszika, and what they have done to the Sin City Knights, is truly a work of art. Honestly, if I was your master, first of all, I would not be a bitch hiding behind a teddy bear, second have kept McBride around, because he’s a lot better than you, and third, I would have gotten Hunter and Artemis into the fold, because those to alone are better than you and your entire minion squad could ever hope to be.”
“Do you realize that if I went to the back and tried to get people to help me take the Children of Nephilim down, I would get no one to aid me in my cause? And the reason would not have anything to do with people being scared of the Children of Nephilim, but that I have no friends here. No one in the locker room is afraid of the Children of Nephilim. No one gives a crap about the Children of Nephilim, including me, and I am the guy trying to destroy it, and it is all your fault Danika, you and the guy behind the teddy bear.”
::He chuckles again and sigh. Slowly, he starts to walk away from the house, down Royal Street. As he speaks, his voice takes a cold, serious tone.::
“So that raises the question of “why?”
“Why am I wasting my time on the Children of Nephilim if I consider the entire group to be a sick dog waiting to be put out of its misery? Why am I going to beat the hell out of you at Raising Hell if I consider you a failure? Why would I challenge your master if I consider him to be a cowardly bitch hiding behind a teddy bear?”
“I told you weeks ago, but you were probably too busy with your head up a teddy bear’s ass to hear me, but it is because after a year of being overhyped and overexposed without actually doing anything of merit to really deserve it, I went from being an early supporter of the Children of Nephilim to just being so goddamned sick and tired of seeing you and the minion squad doing your backstage cryptic crap every single Monday Night Mayhem. I knew the Children of Nephilim wouldn’t wrestle, but I knew, absolutely knew, that the Children would be backstage, just talking about nonsense no one cared about in a desperate attempt to remain interesting and failing at it. I just got so sick and tired and bored of your crap that I came to realize that if I didn’t end it, then no one was going to.”
“The biggest mistake Jeszika Gautier, K.I.S.S., Aerynn Donnelly, Broderick Montgomery III and even Sentinel made was not finishing the job after beating the Children of Nephilim. Broderick and Sentinel got McBride and they stopped after beating him. I will admit that Sentinel only stopped because you had beaten down McBride, but that is beside the point. They were the popular kids putting down the emo goth kids, reminding them the pecking order of High School UWA. I do not give a crap about the pecking order. I came back to destroy the Children of Nephilim because of you, Danika, you and your master.”
“But, it is more than that Danika. There are no championship implications involved in this match. This not about revenge for Joshua McBride placing me in the triple threat match that resulted in my losing the North American Championship, despite having no legal ability to do that. This is not about you guys taking footage of my house, although, I will admit it will be why I have no intention of going for the Cold Snap, and I am not even sure if I want to release the Pridebreaker when I get it locked on. But, there is something on the line in our match.”
“Pride.”
::There is a hint in the anger in his voice as “the Canadian Legend” speaks. The shadows begin to stretch and spread as the sunlight continues to leave the strret, making the grey of 1140 Royal Street even darker.::
“See, Danika, I listen to people call you and the Children of Nephilim monsters, and it just pisses me off so much. I have spent a career, 16 years, proving that you do not have to be nearly seven feet tall and over three hundred pounds, be it athletic or build like a truck, to be a monster. All you need to show the world that you are truly a monster is the will to do terrible things without mercy or remorse or regret. I spent 16 years doing that, and I am going to keep on doing it. Cole Hunter and Artemis have proven it, and I will be the first to tip my hat to them. Joshua McBride, during the first few months of the Children of Nephilim was a monster. Monsters do terrible things for reasons only they understand. You, Danika, and your master have not done terrible things. You and your master are not monsters. You never have been and you never will be, because this monster is going to slaughter you, and teach you the true meaning of the word. It is my pride as a monster that is making me do what I am going to do to you at Raising Hell.”
“You, Danika Bayne, are a failure, having taken the Children of Nephilim from this feared, evil cult that specialized in mind games and violence and turned then into the minions of a cowardly, pathetic, worthless bitch of a failure who would rather hide behind a teddy bear going on about how great he is after the pathetic, worthless, failure he calls a priestess plays cheerleader and tells us how great he is.”
::Travis opens his left hand and stretches his fingers out, then slowly makes them into a claw.::
“I have already won, Danika. I have already won because you and your master have failed. And not just simply failed, but spectacularly failed.”
::Closing his left hand into a fist, Travis’s voice is still cold, but that anger is gone. There is a coldness, that coldness that tells you to not expect mercy, or remorse and regret over what he has done. That coldness is reflected in the predatory look in Travis’s eyes. His left hand opens and his fingers stretch out.::
“You master had ONE opportunity to prove himself as great and as terrible and as powerful as you have been going on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on about since you got here. He had ONE chance to answer my challenge, and prove everything you and he had said about him was not just overblown hype, like everything else about the Children of Nephilim has been. He had ONE chance to make me pay for my heresy, my blasphemy against the Children of Nephilim. Instead, he hides behind excuses. He hides behind the safety of his teddy bear while you, his loyal cheerleader, suffer at my hand in his stead. Even if he shows up to lay me out after I break you, and I really doubt he will, I still win, because rather than accept my challenge and make me pay, he’d rather let you be broken in his place, and then attack me, thus proving he everything I SAID he is, and NOTHING that you SAID he is.”
::Travis walks off down Royal Street.::
“Regardless of whether I win, and believe me when I say I am not coming to pin you or make you submit, but to break you, or I lose, I lose a battle, but I win the war, because, I face the failure, the cheerleader, the priestess, and not the master, who would rather send you to die than destroy, the monster, the heretic, the blasphemer himself despite telling everyone how easy it would be.”
::The scene slowly starts to fade out on the house as Travis walks off screen.::
“I have already won.”
::The scene fades to black.::
::It is outside the building where Kyle Travis stands. “The Canadian Legend” smiles a bit as he looks away from the house.::
“You do realize that, regardless of the outcome of this match Danika, I have already won, don’t you?”
“You can pin my shoulders to the mat. You can get to submit. You could win by disqualification because I just keep trying to hurt you and the referee finally just disqualifies me. Even if you win this match, Danika, I will have won the war.”
“I have won, because your master did NOT accept the challenge I laid out for him. I have won, because if you beat me this one night, it will be the only thing of merit you have ever accomplished in the endless stream of failure you call a career.”
“I challenged your master to face me in the ring at Raising Hell. For months, we have heard you go on and on about your dark master like he is some sort of dark second coming. We have heard you talk about how he is a all powerful. We heard you tell us that he was a terrible evil power that would descend upon us and launch us into his dark heaven. On and on you went about your great and powerful master, while I humiliated the Children of Nephilim, beat your minions bloody and cost you a match and shown that I have no fear of you.”
“I stand here, completely unafraid of the Children of Nephilim. I stand here having proven that the Children of Nephilim are everything I have said they are. You are weak. You are pathetic. You are overhyped. The sun has set on the Children of Nephilim. Every single person in the UWA has already come to this realization, this conclusion. Everyone that is, except for the Children of Nephilim.”
::Travis looks back up at the house that since the family fled has been a since then has served as a public high school, a conservatory of music, a tenement, a refuge for young delinquents, a bar, a furniture store, and a luxury apartment building and was once owned by Nicholas Cage.::
“And honestly, Danika, it is entirely your fault that this has happened. The failure of the Children of Nephilim, its loss of status, is all on you. Yes, McBride lost the two biggest matches the Children of Nephilim have had to date. He was beaten at Searing Agony and again at Raising Hell last year, but he at least had those big matches. He at least had those matches. You came in and have done nothing, except go on and on about how great and terrible your dark master is, and let Bene Elohim pick the remains of the Sin City Knights in Craven, who entered the match barely standing, and Silver Baron, who was more concerned about what alter-ego he was than the match. So, you’ll have to excuse me if I look at you and see nothing more than a failure.”
“People looked at Joshua McBride like he was evil, like he was a monster. I said he was playing chess while everyone else was playing checkers because he seemed to be two steps ahead of his opponents. Yes, his end game was terrible, because he always lost, but he at least had that mystery and fear that gave him an edge and made him interesting to watch. You do not have that, Danika. All you have is a need to hype a guy hiding behind a teddy bear.”
::Again, “The Once and Future King” allows himself an amused smirk, recalling this past Monday Night Mayhem and Danika’s reaction to his little bonfire and note.::
“I have gotten inside your head, Danika, not once, but twice. I have gotten in there. Joshua McBride would never have let me get into his head like I have with you, Danika. He’d have probably had me thrown into a sack and taken me to the compound, which he did a lot, or had me beaten. Yes, I repeatedly called him and extra from Deliverance, and called the Children of Nephilim under him a “hillbilly rape cult”, but at least McBride had the guts to step into the ring himself, not send his minions or go only because his master was busy. Your best effort was to send Bene Elohim after me to try and end my career and they failed. Now it is your turn, and you will fail, because a failure is all you are, and all you ever will be. You know this, I know this, and more importantly, the bitch hiding behind a teddy you call master knows this.”
“The air of mystery, the fear you once commanded, all the hype the Children of Nephilim commanded died the instant you kicked McBride to the curb, and it is your fault. You let the Children of Nephilim go downhill all so you could sing the praises of a guy who is more than willing to let me get away with EVERYTHING that I have done or said about the Children of Nephilim. You took a group that still had some potential to turn it all around and actually live up to the huge amount of hype they had so far failed to live up to and turned into the Cult of the Teddy Bear. You failed at a level I did not think anyone could fail at, Danika. Watching the Children of Nephilim from the start, seeing where they were when McBride was the mouthpiece and where they have gone under your makes me feel better about Ragnarok. Actually, I think Dark Camelot or whatever they were called, somehow managed to do more than the Children of Nephilim have under the reign of you and your dark master.”
::Travis starts chuckling.::
“And you know what is funny, Danika? Do you know what the real irony is about all of this is? I do NOT give a damn who your master is.”
::That chuckling turns into a cold, cruel, joyless, laugh.::
“Do you understand what I am saying, Danika?”
::Travis keeps laughing that cold, cruel, joyless, laugh.::
“Forgot your stupid, banal and pointless praising the man behind the teddy bear and understand that I am going to do terrible, painful, violent things to you as a message to the coward, and I have reached the point of not caring in the least who he is.”
::He stops laughing for a moment to catch his breath.::
“I literally do not care who it is, Danika. I don’t. You could tell me who it is right now, and I will still not care one bit. Knowing who it is will not change my opinion of the man for the better. In fact, it may cause the opposite to happen and I will lose any respect for him that I may have even had, which is saying a lot as I have no respect for anyone in the Children of Nephilim.”
“That does not mean I will not be the first in line to kick his ass when we finally meet the man behind the curtain, or in this case, teddy bear. It just means that when your dark lord finally arrives and you, Miako and Sariel are all soaking your panties and Ananiel and Ramiel are popping are popping boners at how evil he is, I am going to be there, watching this, yawning, waiting for you to shut up, although that’ll be a long wait, and him to grow a pair of balls, though I doubt he will, but either way I am going to beat him with a crowbar and end the joke that is the Children of Nephilim.”
“Truth be told, Danika, I have never cared who it was calling the shots of the Children of Nephilim. Really, the only reason I challenged him to a match at Raising Hell was to see if he would show up. But, I guess he is content with letting the world know that I was right when I called him a pathetic, sniveling, cowardly bitch hiding behind a teddy bear.”
::“The Once and Future King” turns from the house, standing so that he looks out to the intersection of Royal Street and Governor Nicholls Street.::
“All he has to do was accept. But he did not. No, instead we got to listen to you hype how great he was while he just hide behind the teddy bear like always and tells us easy it would be for him to crush me, because he is so great and powerful. And yet, when it came time for him to man up and actually do it, he sent you, a glorified cheerleader, to do what he was too afraid of.”
“It absolutely shocks me that that there are people in the UWA who seem to be better at being the Children of Nephilim than the actual Children of Nephilim are now. And that, Danika, is all on you and your teddy bear taking the Children of Nephilim from being this evil cult everyone feared to a cult being a self-glorifying coward hiding behind a teddy bear and his mask-wearing cheerleader that everyone looks at like a big joke, because Danika, you and Evil Ted, have made the Children of Nephilim into a joke.”
::Travis chuckles and shakes his head.::
“I look at a guy like Michael Rivers and I see a guy who had made more of an impact with your shtick than you have doing you. He built an air of mystery as to why he was here doing commentary. You, Danika, debuted and all we got was something about you having a master, and when he finally reveals something of himself, it’s a teddy bear that he uses to order you around. And when he finally made his move, explained why he was here, he claimed to be pure evil, Satan himself, and was going to make a book out of flesh and inked in blood, and I honestly buy his whole being the Devil and being evil thing more than I believe your master is evil incarnate and his arrival will usher in an age of darkness upon the UWA. Why? Because unlike the puppet you call master, Michael Rivers actually has the balls to do the job himself rather than sent his lackey.”
“Cole Hunter and Artemis have shown the entire world that their ability to play mind games and propensity for violence is far, far greater than yours, Danika, and even that of your master’s. I’ve assaulted your members, humiliated you on a bi-weekly basis and basically said I was going to destroy you and all I get is how great the bitch voicing the teddy bear is. Neither Jeszika Gautier or Sentinel or the Sin City Knights did anything to Cole Hunter or Artemis, and yet, those two have tortured and tormented those four people, by making Jeszika believe Sentinel was stalking her, which helped move Sentinel to the dark side, and then beat the hell out of Jeszika, and what they have done to the Sin City Knights, is truly a work of art. Honestly, if I was your master, first of all, I would not be a bitch hiding behind a teddy bear, second have kept McBride around, because he’s a lot better than you, and third, I would have gotten Hunter and Artemis into the fold, because those to alone are better than you and your entire minion squad could ever hope to be.”
“Do you realize that if I went to the back and tried to get people to help me take the Children of Nephilim down, I would get no one to aid me in my cause? And the reason would not have anything to do with people being scared of the Children of Nephilim, but that I have no friends here. No one in the locker room is afraid of the Children of Nephilim. No one gives a crap about the Children of Nephilim, including me, and I am the guy trying to destroy it, and it is all your fault Danika, you and the guy behind the teddy bear.”
::He chuckles again and sigh. Slowly, he starts to walk away from the house, down Royal Street. As he speaks, his voice takes a cold, serious tone.::
“So that raises the question of “why?”
“Why am I wasting my time on the Children of Nephilim if I consider the entire group to be a sick dog waiting to be put out of its misery? Why am I going to beat the hell out of you at Raising Hell if I consider you a failure? Why would I challenge your master if I consider him to be a cowardly bitch hiding behind a teddy bear?”
“I told you weeks ago, but you were probably too busy with your head up a teddy bear’s ass to hear me, but it is because after a year of being overhyped and overexposed without actually doing anything of merit to really deserve it, I went from being an early supporter of the Children of Nephilim to just being so goddamned sick and tired of seeing you and the minion squad doing your backstage cryptic crap every single Monday Night Mayhem. I knew the Children of Nephilim wouldn’t wrestle, but I knew, absolutely knew, that the Children would be backstage, just talking about nonsense no one cared about in a desperate attempt to remain interesting and failing at it. I just got so sick and tired and bored of your crap that I came to realize that if I didn’t end it, then no one was going to.”
“The biggest mistake Jeszika Gautier, K.I.S.S., Aerynn Donnelly, Broderick Montgomery III and even Sentinel made was not finishing the job after beating the Children of Nephilim. Broderick and Sentinel got McBride and they stopped after beating him. I will admit that Sentinel only stopped because you had beaten down McBride, but that is beside the point. They were the popular kids putting down the emo goth kids, reminding them the pecking order of High School UWA. I do not give a crap about the pecking order. I came back to destroy the Children of Nephilim because of you, Danika, you and your master.”
“But, it is more than that Danika. There are no championship implications involved in this match. This not about revenge for Joshua McBride placing me in the triple threat match that resulted in my losing the North American Championship, despite having no legal ability to do that. This is not about you guys taking footage of my house, although, I will admit it will be why I have no intention of going for the Cold Snap, and I am not even sure if I want to release the Pridebreaker when I get it locked on. But, there is something on the line in our match.”
“Pride.”
::There is a hint in the anger in his voice as “the Canadian Legend” speaks. The shadows begin to stretch and spread as the sunlight continues to leave the strret, making the grey of 1140 Royal Street even darker.::
“See, Danika, I listen to people call you and the Children of Nephilim monsters, and it just pisses me off so much. I have spent a career, 16 years, proving that you do not have to be nearly seven feet tall and over three hundred pounds, be it athletic or build like a truck, to be a monster. All you need to show the world that you are truly a monster is the will to do terrible things without mercy or remorse or regret. I spent 16 years doing that, and I am going to keep on doing it. Cole Hunter and Artemis have proven it, and I will be the first to tip my hat to them. Joshua McBride, during the first few months of the Children of Nephilim was a monster. Monsters do terrible things for reasons only they understand. You, Danika, and your master have not done terrible things. You and your master are not monsters. You never have been and you never will be, because this monster is going to slaughter you, and teach you the true meaning of the word. It is my pride as a monster that is making me do what I am going to do to you at Raising Hell.”
“You, Danika Bayne, are a failure, having taken the Children of Nephilim from this feared, evil cult that specialized in mind games and violence and turned then into the minions of a cowardly, pathetic, worthless bitch of a failure who would rather hide behind a teddy bear going on about how great he is after the pathetic, worthless, failure he calls a priestess plays cheerleader and tells us how great he is.”
::Travis opens his left hand and stretches his fingers out, then slowly makes them into a claw.::
“I have already won, Danika. I have already won because you and your master have failed. And not just simply failed, but spectacularly failed.”
::Closing his left hand into a fist, Travis’s voice is still cold, but that anger is gone. There is a coldness, that coldness that tells you to not expect mercy, or remorse and regret over what he has done. That coldness is reflected in the predatory look in Travis’s eyes. His left hand opens and his fingers stretch out.::
“You master had ONE opportunity to prove himself as great and as terrible and as powerful as you have been going on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on about since you got here. He had ONE chance to answer my challenge, and prove everything you and he had said about him was not just overblown hype, like everything else about the Children of Nephilim has been. He had ONE chance to make me pay for my heresy, my blasphemy against the Children of Nephilim. Instead, he hides behind excuses. He hides behind the safety of his teddy bear while you, his loyal cheerleader, suffer at my hand in his stead. Even if he shows up to lay me out after I break you, and I really doubt he will, I still win, because rather than accept my challenge and make me pay, he’d rather let you be broken in his place, and then attack me, thus proving he everything I SAID he is, and NOTHING that you SAID he is.”
::Travis walks off down Royal Street.::
“Regardless of whether I win, and believe me when I say I am not coming to pin you or make you submit, but to break you, or I lose, I lose a battle, but I win the war, because, I face the failure, the cheerleader, the priestess, and not the master, who would rather send you to die than destroy, the monster, the heretic, the blasphemer himself despite telling everyone how easy it would be.”
::The scene slowly starts to fade out on the house as Travis walks off screen.::
“I have already won.”
::The scene fades to black.::