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Posted by Erica Martinez and DreamMaster
on September 29, 2024, 6:05 pm
We open on a mostly dark, except for the television on the wall replaying Havoc. Erica’s silhouette reminiscent of Carol Anne in Poltergeist. On the screen is the encounter between “them” and Mandy. News of the aftermath had of course reached them, their destiny was now undeniable.
(Erica/DreamMaster): We’re proud of you Maniac. We knew you still had it in you. We’ve said it all along, despite the lies you’ve been telling everyone. That you were…como dices?....a changed man! You go and attack a 16-year-old boy because you think he means something to us? Quieres la dirección? Why don’t you drag la vieja out of her house and beat her ass too? Better yet, go back and cut his dick off and stick it in that Putas mouth.
Erica Martinez doesn’t have anybody, no familia, no amigos, no maestro, nada. You should know because you, and Miyagi, and Hans drove them all away. You’ve turned everyone against us, and when it was just you left…you abandoned us so all we have is each other….but it’s enough.
She looks forward with sincerity and seriousness, but before she can continue her body jerks, her head flings back hard nearly falling out of the chair and as she refocuses the demonic eyes blaze red. The guttural, growl of a familiar, demonic voice is heard.
(DreamMaster): Mandy Bear…..what happened to you at Havoc should never have happened. You should already be dead. I was going to take care of you like the others, like Paige, but he was weak. He couldn’t bear the idea of living with another secret again, another skelton.
But Erica……………she can carry that burden. It’s what you represented that put you in her sights, it’s what you are that placed you in mine. He loves you, he wants you in ways he never did her. He’s chosen to start new with you….fresh. He’s only placed you on borrowed time, there is no escaping my dark delights…assassin or not.
Hands now clasped together rubbing a grin widens across the face as the end of Havoc plays on screen. The rage, the fury, in Maniac’s eyes, spit flying from his mouth as he yells.
(Maniac): I renounce my title match for Road to Ruin…I want you Erica…I want DreamMaster. No Disqualification, Pinfalls Count Anywhere, Steel Cage, Hell in a Cell, Inferno Match, Japanese Death Match…the Asylum….I don’t care. I “will” end this!
(DreamMaster): You want her? You can’t have her…she belongs to me. Do you know how delicious she is…how nourishing? You were a mere morsal in comparison. Starved for decades I have found that which sustains me, empowers me in ways you never did. Her pain, her suffering, her loathing, her longing are mine to feast upon and you think I will let you “end this?”
He laughs…dark and guttural.
(DreamMaster): The body of this woman…infused with my strength and you think you’ll win. Tell me Maniac, do you still wish to “save” her? Do you think you’re close, even with the ancient trinkets you toy with? Or do you wish to destroy us both? No…she only thinks she knows you…I know you.
I know you haven’t abandoned her. I know you care for her tortured soul, how much of yourself you see in her. How fragile the human mind is, how easily it bends, breaks, and shatters when confronted with darkness. She never knew, did she? Never expected to be claimed by something far older, far hungrier than her prayers could ever reach. I am…
DreamMaster suddenly stops speaking…his blazing eyes darting back and forth as he pulls his hands up in front of him, head thrust forward, and the sound of sobs follow. Erica shudders as tears fall from her eyes. It’s her will that has broken free, taken control of herself.
(Erica): Juanito!
Her voice cracks in anguish as the image of her little brother flashes horrifically in her head in Maniac’s attack. Her hand trembles as she reaches into her pocket as if fighting against herself. She pulls out her phone, her hands shaking violently. She unlocks the phone and pulls Maniac’s number up and with great effort typing each letter she enters the text message…
“Help Me!”
She manages to press send, just before she screams out loud. Her eyes blaze red once more and he has returned, grinning.
(DreamMaster): You want to end her suffering Maniac? You think you can? No disqualification, Inferno, Asylum…what’s your pleasure? I’ll finish her before I let you have her. You won’t be her savior, you’ll be her executioner. Can you live with that Maniac, the body of another woman dead in your arms?
When she lies cold, I will be there, in the shadows, laughing as I consume her delicious soul piece by piece. She will know nothing but agony, her every moment a raw scream in the void. A scream no one will hear but me. But it won’t come to that. I will take her body beyond its known limits and lay you low in your precious ring. I am patient, I am eternal, and I will not give her up.
DreamMaster stands slamming a fist into the television, the glass cracks and the screen flickers as blood trickles between the knuckles.
(Erica/DreamMaster): We are one my sweet. You see their desperation to separate us, to control you. Hans used your mother…Maniac, your brother…collateral damage in his reckless retribution. Take my strength, let us wield the nightmare and strike down those who would master us, those who would revenge against you for rightful retributions.
They stand there shaking, until a resolve comes over her, he is gone for now, and she stands alone, left to her own thoughts. Erica looks into the camera, her face solemn…
(Erica): Road to Ruin…I never dreamed we’d stand on opposite ends of the ring. What about our tag team championship reign? Where is us taking over the industry? What happened to the promise of helping me win Ring Master? I never dreamed that taking your hand would only add to the betrayal and their conspiracy rather than subtract from it.
I’ll expose you Maniac. I’ll peel back your skin like a banana and show the world all the little white lies and rot underneath, but they won’t care, the fools will still cheer you. No tengo nada que perder and nothing to gain. Sean, Michelle, Jeremy, Matt, Hans, Butch, Wisdom, Miyagi, Wolfy…and you “maestro.” I’ll make all your lives a nightmare, and make sure you never wake from it! Wolfy….
She scoffs…
(Erica): I will get you! I will get you for your name-calling. I will get you for your taunts and teases. I will get you for helping him. I will get you for standing idle and watching a grown man mutilate a minor. Whatever scraps of you are left after Tobias finishes with you, I’ll get you, and I promise…you “will” see me coming…but there’ll be nothing you can do about it!
She walks off screen, and the sounds of a door opening is heard as light streams into the room, he shadow on the wall as the door closes behind her and the scene fades to black.
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