Post by The Lost One on Dec 1, 2014 15:24:22 GMT -6
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11/30/2014
2:50 PM
Albuquerque, NM!
Motel room
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11/30/2014
2:50 PM
Albuquerque, NM!
Motel room
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::The U.W.A. Offices were sent a single tape, short and to the point. It showed Brody seated on the floor in the middle of a trashed hotel room. Blood on the walls, and running from his bruised and bloody hands. Broken, and empty bottles of whiskey all around him. Brody wore little more then a pair of faded blue jeans and a pair of socks, but no shirt or boots.
Sitting on the ground in front of him was his cell phone which blinked with multiple messages. Behind the phone Brody wavered back and forth, drunk and exhausted but he finally did reach forward and hit the play button on his phone to begin the messages.::
Robot voice: “First new message. Received on November Twenty-Seventh at 10:05 PM.”
Female voice: “This call is for Mr. Broderick Montgomery. This is Sharon at New Hope Hospital. A Miss Jayni Sullivan has been admitted into our care and you are one of her personal contacts. If you could call us back. Thank you.”
Robot Voice: “Next new Message. From, Michael Sullivan, Received on November Twenty-Seventh at 11:31 PM.”
Michael: “Brody pick up the damn phone! Three broken ribs, fractured orbital bone, possibly internal bleeding! Damnit Brody where were you! She trusted you! How could you let this happen after everything we have done for you....you really are nothing but a loser aren't you? I'm flying down tomorrow...don't come near my sister you son of a bitch. I have told the hospital, your to be arrested on sight!”
::Brody winced at that message and lifted a half empty bottle to his lips and began to chug. Choking on the burn of the whiskey...or perhaps the emotion he felt? Who knew?::
Robot Voice: “Next new message. From Ashley Kenyon. Received November Twenty-Eigth at 9:14 AM.”
Ashley: “Hey....were worried about you. Call me?”
Robot Voice: “Next new message. From Betheny Kenyon. Received November Twenty-Eigth at 12:04 PM.”
Bethany: “....Brody? Call me please? I am worried about you being alone right now....please call one of us?”
Robot Voice: “Next new message. From Jeszika Gautier. Received November Twenty-Eigth at 4:54 PM.”
Jeszika: “Hey, it's me....Jezzy. You okay? Beth and Ash have been trying to reach you. We are always here if you need to talk Brody, you know that right?”
Robot Voice: “Next new message. From Nikki Peltier. Received November Twenty-Ninth at 7:50 AM.”
Nikki: “hey, we're all worried about you... with Jezzy in what amounts to rehab, Billy's hand stuff and Carrie and Bethy breaking up, you shouldn't push everyone away now..."
::Brody jumped to his feet with his eyes narrowed down on the phone and turned for the door, he had to go and check on Beth. Make sure she was okay, but before he even made it two steps the room began to spin and he fell sideways onto the bed his eyes blinking and closing as exhaustion and alcohol finally claimed him.::
Robot Voice: “Next new message. From unknown. Received November Thirtieth at 3:00 AM.”
Voice: “How does it feel Brody? To know you've lost it all? Your fortune. Your sanity.....your friends. All gone....all....gone. Goodbye Brody.....I....Win.”
::The voice was that of Joshua McBride and he laughed gently as the phone disconnected and Brody fell into sleep.::
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::The nightmare starts with Ashley's lifeless body lying on the same hospital bed Brody had just killed her in, inching ever closer until a close up show of her face is shown. Her face is dirty, bloody and tilted in an awkward direction. Her eyes are lifeless and empty.
A flash takes it to the hallway of the hospital, dark and empty with a bright light at the end of the hallway. The nightmare rushes along the dark hallway to the light at the end and that hallway turns into a elevator shaft heading up to a bright light above. Ashley, in the elevator now looks up at the light and lifts her hands in joy. Heaven, but then suddenly the lights above flicker and die leaving the elevator in darkness.
Ashley looks around the dark elevator confused until in a flash the same kid who had carried the boombox and tormented Brody in the forest appears and presses the down button with a sick little smirk on his face. Ashley backs up against the wall of the elevator as a red light fills it and the doors open to a bright red glow. Inside looks like a old Victorian style mansion filled with people....who appear to be partying.
A flash takes the nightmare to a close up of a cop's gun with his hand on it and then to Brody having mugshots taken. The cop behind the cage watches as two cops drag Brody over to the counter and begin to pull on the knight seared into his hand. Brody screams a soundless scream as the knife gives way and tears violently from the skin.
Another flash shows Bethany and Jeszika sitting dirty and bloody behind the tables in a interrogation room. Another back to Brody as his bloody hand is pressed into the ink and prints are taken. Back to the two girls in the interrogation room and then back to Brody being walked in shackles and handcuffs down a celled hallway. Back in the interrogation room Jeszika smacks Bethany on the shoulder as two detectives enter the room.
The nightmare then flashes between Brody walking down the hallway and the girls in the room talking to the detectives. As they close Brody into the cell Bethany lifts her arm up and makes the hand symbol and her lips could be read to show she said “knife” but no sound came out and the final flash shows Brody alone in the cell looking terrified and guilty at what he had done.
In hell Ashley walks into the strange party. Beautiful women are everywhere. Wearing nothing but lace bras and panties. Some dancing on poles and others dancing with other girls. Men in black suits who appeared to be security are everywhere. One of the girls, runs her hand over her own cleavage seductively and then slides a tray across the bar to Ashley who looks down more confused then anything.
On the plat is a forty ounce beer, with no label. Filled with her favorite drink and a huge, recently cooked donuts and a pack of smokes. Ashley takes a bite from one of the donuts and lifts a aigrette to her lips and turns back to the crowd where she freezes in mid light as she stares upwards.
Above her a man is shown coming through a doorway with a half naked woman on each side of him. The nightmare flashes between this man and Brody screaming in his cell in the world above a few times. Little by little the man is shown in detail. Massive in stature, muscular with long black hair pulled back into a ponytail and wearing all leather. A scar on the left side of his face running from hairline to chin, down across his eye, and a pair of bloody horns coming from his forehead.
Ashley watches on in shock as she knows this man. He was another wrestler who died the year before. Ashley watches as this man arrives on the ground floor. A woman of hawiian descent walks by the prince of darkness and bears her teeth seductively at him and he smirks right back as he walks by. He walks to a throne in the center of the room as all the women dancing on the poles small at him and Ashley pulls down a pair of sun glasses the bar tender had given her in shock.
The man looks around and nods approvingly and then points directly at Ashley and motions her over with a single finger. Ashley approaches uncertain and the man extends his hand and Ashley, looking more then a little freaked out leans down and kisses the ring on his index finger and the man lifts his hands up and holds them out, as if to say. Enjoy.
The dream flashes back to the world above where Brody is pacing in his cell and then over to the girls, as one of the detectives slams both hands down on the table. The detective points at each woman in turn screaming at them and then shoves the tables and storms out of the room leaving Bethany and Jeszika to look at each other a little weirded out.
Below Ashley has two women walking around her and running their hands along her shoulders and upper chest. Each one speaking into her ear and her lifting a brow in intrigue. A flash shows another prisoner looking at the pacing Brody with his hand held mirror.
In the interrogation room a note is slid under the door and Bethany grabs it. The note is simply the symbol of the Children circled with a line through it and an address on the back.
Ashley in hell below is seated on a chair with the black haired prince of Darkness sitting next to her. He pressed down with a leather boot on the peddle of a tattoo gun and Ashley winces as he begins to tattoo her hand. After a moment he lifts his hand and shows her the symbol of Arsenal now on the back of her hand and she nods with a huge grin.
In the world above, released for lack of cause to hold them Bethany and Jeszika go to the address and walk into the room to find Melissa Monroe standing in front of a running TV and huge blackboard. As soon as the two women enter the room she goes to world. Pointing to the blackboard which shows massive diagram of missing women. Pictures with strings leading all around and the Children's symbol in the center. A quick flash shows Ashley and the Prince of Darkness's doing shoots together. Ashley laughing and having the time of her life.
Melissa points to a picture of a question mark and the words “New Player” and then to the TV which shows a video of a woman who looks A LOT like Aerynn but with red hair addressing a group of people and Bethany is shown getting angrier and angrier as Melissa explains that all of this was a ploy by the Children to destroy Brody and Arsenal and now Aerynn is not only dead, but has joined forces with them.
Melissa then walks then to the wall where a massive spear is given to Bethany and a Crossbow to Jeszika, each bearing the Arsenal symbol and then the two women leave, leaving Melissa watching the TV.
Seconds later Jeszika storms back into the room with an intense expression on her face. Melissa and Jeszika look at one another for a moment and then Jeszika pulls her in for a kiss, which Melissa doesn't fight. After a brief moment of a kiss Jeszika breaks it and turns leaving the room for real this time.
The Nightmare flashes back to Hell where the Prince holds up a square cube and gently places it in the waiting mouth of Ashley, and then gently closes her mouth as she leans back, the effects immediately hitting her and her eyes glaze over as the high takes over.
As Ashley begins to trip a gorgeous red head slides into the Princes's lap and begins to grind. The man leans her back until her head touches the floor and runs his tongue along her stomach. Next to him Ashley is flying with the clouds and making out with two beautiful brunette's. It's all fun and games until one of the black suited men steps forward to the Prince of Darkness and whispers in his ear. A faint little nod and two of the woman pull Ashley to her feet and begin to drag her up a set of stairs toward a glowing white light.
Finally in the world above Maiko and Sariel are shown walking down a hallway with a cop holding keys between them. Maiko has the sacred dagger in her hand. When they reach Brody's cell Brody screams to stop, that the cop should help him, but the cop turns his back as Maiko and Sariel drag the shackled and handcuffed Brody down the hallway.
Brody wakes up in a cold sweat as Melissa is shown one final time staring down at the video of Aerynn giving orders to her friends and followers.::
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12/01/2014
12:50 AM
Albuquerque, NM!
Motel
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12/01/2014
12:50 AM
Albuquerque, NM!
Motel
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BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
::Three massive concussions caused Brody to sit straight up on the bed. His hand immediately went for his head and he groaned.::
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
Voice: “Goddammit bitch answer the door!”
::Brody glanced around the room and found that the banging was not on his own door, but the door next to his own room. He slid gingerly from the bed and peeled back the curtain and immediately lifted his hand to shield his sensitive eyes from the bright lights of the hall. Outside stood a large black man dressed in the finest silk suit. His head was shaved and his face was ragged. He looked like a cross between Silver Baron and Vince Jones. Hmm. Pimp.::
Man: “OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!”
Woman: “....Please go away Biggie.”
Man: “Open the door right now....before I kick it in.”
::Brody was about to lean back in and mind his own business when the man turned and looked at him with his head in the window and slammed his hand off the window inches from Brody's face.::
Biggie: “Fuck you looking at punk? You wanna work for Biggie too huh? I know the bro's down the street would turn a pretty little bitch like you the fuck out.”
::Brody actually laughed gently at that. Hey, it was funny, and then poked his head back into the room. A click allowed the door to open and Brody walked from the room and light the smoke hanging from his lip and winced at the bright light.::
Brody: “....Look....Dawg....calm the hell down. I am....so incredibly hung over and I don't want to deal with it. You got a problem with her....take it up tomorrow....”
Biggie: “The fuck you say bitch?”
::The big man turned and face his full attention to Brody. The man didn't take long closing the gap between them and poked his finger, middle naturally, into Brody's chest.::
Biggie: “Listen punk. Ima take my bitch....and you are gonna stand there and enjoy your smoke. Got me Faggot?”
Brody: “...And if I don't?”
::The words....as if they weren't bad enough, were further insulting as Brody blew a lung full of smoke into the man's face. His eyes widened with rage, making him look a lot like a raging bull and then he swung. Brody didn't hit him. Didn't need to. When the man swung Brody shifted down so the arm sailed over him and then he drove his shoulder into the man's stomach and stood, bumping him...clean over the railing of the second floor.
The man fell and came crashing down on the hood of his own SUV with a loud, bone rattling CRACK. As the man laid their out cold the door behind him opened and a little tiny red head, maybe sixteen poked her head out of the door.::
Woman: “....You shouldn't have done that mister....”
Brody: “....What's he gonna do? Kill me?”
Woman: “....He might?”
Brody: “...Good.....how old are you sweet heart?”
Woman: “.....Seventeen.”
Brody: “And you work for this piece of filth?”
Woman: “Aint got much choice......”
Brody: “You got family anywhere?”
Woman: “....A grandpa in Nebraska...i think.”
Brody: “...Come here.”
::Brody turned to walk back into his room and the woman froze up and grabbed her door.::
Woman: “....I don't do that anymore Mister. That's what I told Biggie....”
Brody: “.....I don't want your body...just come here....”
::The woman left her door propped open, just encase he did something and then kept to his room. The room was a disaster of broken bottles and destroyed furniture, but the man was rummaging around in a bag and turned around and handed her a pair of keys and a small note.::
Brody: “...It's the old pick up down there. Go to that address. It's a hotel downtown. There should still some people there. Ask the front desk for Samuel Johnson. Tell them Broderick Montgomery sent you and give him that note.”
::The girl looked down at the note which read “Give her whatever she needs. Take it out of my piece of Fearless, Signed Brody.::
Woman: “....Why would you do this?”
Brody: “....I hate to see a man treat a woman that way. Like property. Like she isn't good enough. The right one....is always good enough. She is your equal. You would die for her.”
Woman: “...Wow. That's sweet. Sounds like you....have one of your own.”
Brody: “...Doubtful. No one would want.....”
::Brody shook his head and motioned the girl away and then moved back to the railing and looked don at the man lying half on, and half off his SUV.::
Brody: “...Men like him....like Vince Jones. They need a good ass beating....someone to tell...and show them that they aren't the center of the universe. Well....one down....”
::Brody watched as the police began to roll up and the pick up truck began to back up. As the police pulled in, the girl pulled out. Would she steal the truck? Perhaps...but he needed to do it. He wasn't a hero....but he wasn't made of stone either. Brody walked as the cops and the manager of the motel talked and then turned and headed inside as the cops moved toward the man lying on his own SUV. As they reached him, Brody's door slammed shut.::
