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| A Woman Scorned...; RP #1 Aurora Vs. Shaw | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 14 2007, 01:20 AM (42 Views) | |
| Aurora DeViant | Nov 14 2007, 01:20 AM Post #1 |
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Past...(Off Camera) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ :: The Marriott in Baltimore was one of the most upscale hotel rooms in the city. Not that anywhere in Baltimore was what he or she was used to, but it had to make do until at least the Pay Per View was over. We find the happy future groom as he prepares to call it a night. A pair of boxers and nothing else adorn his body as he moves from the main living area of the room after turning the lights off everywhere except for the nightstand lamp on his side of the bed. He slips into the bed, and retrieves a book from one of his bags. The title is of no real importance, as Alexander Stryfe was preparing mentally for the biggest match of his life. And if he had his way, it will be the only match of his life! Aurora De'Viant, the woman he was to marry, and a woman with over six world titles, and various other titles from different federations under her "belt" so to speak was the opposite. She was a seasoned wrestler even at the age of twenty. And at the moment she was in the bathroom the steam was pouring through from the crack in the door as she turned off the water and got out of the shower. She was unseen by her lover and fiance still, but he could hear her call out. :: Aurora: Honey, excited about the pay per view? Alexander: Excited is not the word I would use, my love. Not even remotely. But I hope you will enjoy your first EWF Pay Per View, the very first one I have had influence on since I got here. Aurora: What match are you looking forward to the most? Alexander: I eagerly anticipate the triple cage match for the vacant World title between Abe Stryker and Adam Linn. If all holds true to form, Mr. Stryker will walk out of that arena with the title! Aurora: Well what match do you have the most riding on then? Alexander: That is the one that plagues me. Most likely, it is the match I am booked in. Not exactly something I have been eagerly anticipating, love. :: There was a great pause as nothing was said for a moment. She would come out in nothing more than a towel, her long red hair clinging down over her shoulders, and down to the middle of her back, as the small towel tried to cover her full breasts, curved hips, and didn't do a damn thing for above her hardened nipples or below her lovely thighs. Her eyes burned right into him and he couldn't tell if she was angry or frightened. :: Aurora: Excuse me? Did you say you are in a match? Your kidding right? :: Alex would look up to see her, eyes gazing over her body as lascivious thoughts ran through his mind till her question snapped him back into reality. :: Alexander: I wish that I were. I am not a wrestler, not even close nor do I have any desire to be. But somehow even I find myself on this card, and dread does not even begin to describe it! Aurora: Well there is a simple answer to all of this. DON't wrestle. ::She said it so simply as she dropped the towel, allowing her glistening body to approach him in a seductive manner. She was indeed all female even if she could drop a man three times her size. Around Alex, unless there was an issue she was loving, gentle sometimes, and rough others, but never in a bad way. And as she got into bed crawling toward him and getting the bed damp she looked almost like a predator in the slow way she moved and the way she had that smirk on her lips. Apparently she thought it was just that simple, don't wrestle. :: Alexander: Unfortunately I was not given much choice in this particular affair. I suppose that it is a tag team match is some comfort, but the match style itself is one prone to grave injury, and I have the sense no matter, I'm not going to come out the same as I went in. :: The predator that she was, he wasn't terrified of her especially in this lack of out. He would beam at the sight of her, and were she able to see inside his body, she'd notice that his brain at this point was holding very little blood. She couldn't however and she still just smirked despite his comment. She would slowly get under the covers and straddle him leaning down to kiss him gently on the neck and down his collar bone as she whispered. :: Aurora: I'm glad I asked you or I wouldn't have known in time to well...make sure my man doesn't get hurt. Just like all of the Queen's threats if she makes any will be smoke blowing out her ass, and Suma can't make a full sentence that would sound like an imposing threat to begin with, either way. But like their "threats" this one won't touch you. Mayhap if I was Queen I couldn't do anything, but I'm fortunately for you... Not Queen. :: She smirked again and looked up to him with a confident smile. :: Aurora: You should have told me dear. Don't you trust I wouldn't allow anything to happen to you? :: She was being either maternal or domineering, either way as she ground her hips to his as she spoke she doubted he would care how her tone sounded. Alex would smile up to his companion, turning his head in to kiss her lips during her wonderful assault on his neck. The missing blood to his brain was likely felt on her perch. :: Alexander: You see, a personal vendetta with the President of this company is where this match was born. His pre-occupation and my...torturing of his opponent caused him to book he and I against two gentlemen whom would like nothing better than to see us both cut open from stem to stern and hospitalized. I'm sure you are familiar with Barbed Wire Massacre matches? :: She would stop a moment and look to him, a brow arched. :: Aurora: You... in a barbed wire anything? I don't think so. Especially not in one of my preferred matches. I heal quickly darling you however do not. :: She wasn't about to tell him why she did but she wasn't going to say anything else on that matter other than...:: Aurora: You're not getting into that ring... :: To Keep him from protest she found herself removing his boxers from under the covers and getting more acquainted with that "perch" infact she impaled herself on it with a long and very sensual moan, her nails digging into his chest lightly as she closed her eyes for a moment and bit her bottom lip to gain a bit of control for herself as she thought of how he would look after that match, while wiggling slightly to make his control disappear. :: Aurora: I.... hope we understand one another... since you may look like your going to go along with things... but you WILL NOT get into that.... ah... ring. ::Alex's eyes fluttered into the back of his head as he felt her assume what had to be a more pleasurable position. As a matter of fact, he had to stop from speaking for at least a moment before he could grasp words again. Maternal or not, her argument had a certain merit, one he wasn't attempting to argue. :: Alex: I have...GOD....tried to talk Sparks...into letting me pick..a..uhhh...substitute, but he seems..i...oh god....insistent! I fear our next...evening will be in the ICU tomorrow night, love..... :: She began to pick up a gentle and painfully slow rhythm, moaning gently as she listened to him and biting back louder cries as nails made little white marks along his chest.:: Aurora: Mmm... Alex... you don't need a substitute...you won't have an opponent...when I'm done... :: She looked down to him and smiled a bit before closing her eyes and picking up her pace to become rather intense. :: Aurora: ...Agreed?....darling? :: She had to force the words out between breathes that could barely be taken, though she assumed no argument would be giving to her interfering. She would not have her future husband in the hospital. A nympho fiancé doesn't do well when she can't have any due to physical restrictions. Poor Alex couldn't argue with such a tough negotiator, she had assets even he couldn't deny. :: Alexander: You...wo...won't get an argument out of...me...love. Mr. Sh...Shaw and Mr. Morbius....may....see it differently....not that I...dear God...give a damn what they think! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Present...(Off Camera) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ :: Ok so Aurora didn't make it... and Alex had got the living shit beat out of him. She had a good reason by golly! Aurora had gotten a call before the show and she had to go to John Hopkins Hospital for her own reasons. She had seen the match on television and was there when Alex arrived. She had waited as they stitched him up, held his hand while he was in la la land, and cursed herself, her life, and everything and anyone she could for the pain her little family was going through. Now she was in the hospital room with Alex, watching him with tired eyes. She had the same outfit she had on the night of the show, her hair was a mess, and she looked like she had only had time for some normal care like washing up a bit in the sink and such. She hadn't slept at all and he had been sleeping for two damn days. She thought he would never wake up! At this point she just sat near the bed and lent forward, her head on the bed slightly her hand in his own and her mind in her own world. Though she was far from sleeping.. laying there eyes open...bloodshot and just slightly scary and pathetic even if she still looked sexy as all hell. :: :: Some would argue that what took place at Xtreme Collision was justified. After all, Alex had made Shaw's life a living hell since the Fatal Four Way on Revolution not too long ago. However, the Revolution GM would not agree. Nor would he disagree, since he had been somewhat unconscious for some time. Large gashes covered most of his body, though now covered by gauze and bandages. His head sporting a bruise on one cheek resembling almost the size of a baseball. His head taped up where he had lost most of the blood he had. While his fiancé may be going through hell, Alexander Stryfe had been there first class, thanks to one Nick Shaw. :: :: Oh she would have much rather had the beating, this was insane. If only he knew what was going on but no he just thought she was gone again. However, she had been by his side day in day out, and yelling at doctors and nurses on his behalf for two days. Aurora loved Alexander, more than anything...well almost anything. He was tied with a few people, one in question had been in this very hospital and still was for that matter the night in question. She had to chose, and she had thought her lover could hold his own long enough to get through the match. Since he did have a former wrestler on his side. But apparently Mikey Sparks didn't give a shit... and well Nick Shaw was going to be getting his kicked out of him soon enough for adding to her life's drama. :: :: On his bedside table was his laptop, something he rarely left anywhere without. As it was his direct line to the staff of the EWF. So many e-mails were awaiting his response, including a few requests from wrestling magazines to hear his tale. But one particular e-mail stood open, awaiting his eyes. It was from one of his assistants, and it read as follows: ALEX, THERE IS A RUMOR GOING AROUND THAT SHAW WANTS A ONE ON ONE REMATCH WITH YOU. GET BACK TO ME IF YOU WANT TO SET IT UP! :: Some staff member must have gotten in the room while she was getting a drink or using the bathroom, which was basically what she had been doing other than sneeking away every so often to visit the only other male she cared about in this world. Her eyes caught a glimpse of the computer which hadn't been there before...and she got up slowly to read the message. Her hands made fists as she read it and was tempted to break the thing but instead she replied with...:: I WOULD, BUT YOU KNOW AURORA IS HERE WITH ME, AND AFTER SHE IS DONE WITH SHAW THERE WON'T BE ANYONE FOR ME TO FIGHT. AND EVEN IF THERE IS I'M OFFICIALLY RETIRED FROM IN RING WRESTLING. ORDERS FROM THE SOON TO BE MRS. :: And send, with that she had the most appeased look on her face as she went back to her seat. It would not take much longer than that for her future husband began waking up. Head rousing about as he seemed to be waking from a bad dream. His arm raised slowly to rub his face, but he was unaware of the tubes in his wrist. And besides that, simply moving caused him pain as he would grimace as he slowly began to move:: :: She would sit up and look to him slightly, watching him and waiting for him to wake up, urging him to with a slight brush of her hand on his cheek and some gentle words. :: Aurora: Alex...please wake up...you have been sleeping so long... :: Alex was waking up indeed, though he wasn't sure if he was still in the ring, as much pain as he was dealing with at the moment. Eyes opening as he saw the hospital room come into focus, looking around, seeing the laptop and then the concerned face of the woman who would be wanting to become his wife :: Alex: My God...I fee......feel like I've been through...hell...I'm assuming we didn't ....win.. Aurora: Umm.. no dear you didn't... and don't worry about that. Just worry about yourself getting better. I'm here for you and whatever you need you just ask love. :: She was trying not to start crying and saying she was so sorry for not being there, but she was more worried about him asking her where she had been instead. :: Alex: I seem to remember one of my staff coming here....said something about a rematch with Shaw one on one...Did the PPV end well? I....I don't remember anything after the bell ringing in my match. Aurora: I'm going up against Shaw this week dear, and you don't worry about that now. Just worry about getting well ok? :: She would offer him a weak smile then and her hand would hold his and gently bring it to her lips to place a gentle kiss on his palm since the top of his hand had an IV. :: Alex: I should probably call Sparks, and make sure he got the card I put together before the match for next week. The show must go on, with or without me. :: Alex loved his job, there was no doubt of this. Even before this, most of his time away from the office was spent going over contracts, handling show business, basically his job was most of his life in and out of the office. He began to sit up, and go for his cell phone. He'd be damned if a little scrape was going to stop him. :: Aurora: Oh no you don't! :: She would snatch up the cell phone and stand to pick the computer up and put it far away from the bed as well. Both would be deposited on the chair far from the bed as she would come back and sit beside the bed again. :: Aurora: No work for you until your feeling better. :: She was trying to keep it together, and yet he knew her well enough to know she was falling apart at the seams. :: Alex: Normally I wouldn't ask, because I'm sure you had your reasons. But I did miss you out there last night. I kept looking back for you, and though I hate to admit it, I began to think perhaps you had left again. Seeing you here shows me you did not, and I thank you for that. No one else has visited me, that I know of. It's nice to know that someone out there is interested in my well being. :: Ok well rip her heart out why don't you? She looked down a moment and then back to him. :: Aurora: Of course I care. I have been here since you arrived. I saw the match on television and was waiting for you, so by the time they brought you in I was right here...not that you would remember. I'm so sorry for not being there.. You know I would have if I could have Alex... :: She looked as though she was going to cry, she was ashamed in herself, she had let him down, and she just couldn't ever seem to be there enough for anyone she loved. :: Alex: You don't owe me an apology, Aurora. I got myself into this situation with Shaw, and I suppose it is only fitting that I have to finish it myself. While I was...out of it, I had the most astounding dream. :: A short grin would appear over his face, as he was apparently feeling slightly better :: Alex: It involved you, a private beach, and a lot of moaning. :: She smiled a little and looked up to him with a smirk. :: Aurora: Maybe by the time I'm done making kibble out of Shaw, you will be well enough for close to such activities. Alex: I do want to tell you something that you probably already know. I do love you, and the rest of the world could go to hell. As long as you are there with me, I think I'll be fine. Thank you for being here. :: Well that did take a bit of the sting off now didn't it? She just smiled and lent into his hand which she held, her lips brushing over it again as she whispered. :: Aurora: I love you too, and don't think you're getting rid of me anytime soon. Death himself could come for me and I would refuse to go. Much like you did the other night dear... please promise me no more matches? Promise me Alex? :: He seemed to be thinking it over for a moment, and then finally shook his head with a grin :: Alex: I don't think this is going to be a problem. My first match should be my last. I don't know what could possess me to do it again. Though technically I didn't sign up for it this time, Sparks named me without telling me. Aurora: That's not a promise. Promise, say the words Alex. :: She was covering her bases so he couldn't get out of this later with the "but Mikey says so" excuse. :: Alex: I'll guarantee you I will not sign any contract for any more wrestling matches. If they were any more brutal than this, I don't think I'd survive them anyway. Aurora: The words Alex. Alex: I promise you I will not sign any more match contracts which have my name as one of the combatants. :: She seemed pleased, and he seemed amused since she made him say the words "I promise" but she would go further. :: Aurora: And promise you won't go along with any matches Mikey sets you up in. Alex: Surely he has learned that when it comes to tag team partners, there are far better! That was my last match! Aurora: Good. That’s all I wanted to hear. Now..you feel up to maybe eating something? Alex: Not especially, no. I'd much rather go home, would you mind signing my release forms for me? With these blasted IVs, I don't think I could get my hand around a pen. Aurora: The doctor said you can't leave yet so you might as well sit tight. Alex: What do doctors know! They make more money if they keep you here. Besides that, as Director of Authority, I must get on a plane to Austria for Mayhem. Aurora: No you can't with a concussion. Besides I'm not even flying over for Revolution until the last minute. So your stuck until then because I will be watching your every move. :: She looked very serious for a moment before giving him a light smile. :: Aurora: Besides you might like it here, no people asking you for things. Alex: Please, as soon as the staff hear I'm awake, they will be lined up outside the door wanting this signed or that. I'll be lucky if I get 24 hours without them. :: And as if on cue, his cell phone began ringing on the other side of the room :: Alex: Mind getting that, my love? :: She just smirked and went and got the phone. She acted as though she was going to give it to him, but she just dropped it in the pitcher of water near his bed. :: Aurora: Oops... :: It would make sputtering sounds and muffled rings before it made a dying sort of sound.:: Aurora: Guess that’s it for the phone calls. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Future...(On Camera) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ :: Well I had to go and say something to Mr. Shaw, and where did I feel like going, well for one I wanted be close to Alex... But I also wanted to be somewhere quiet, somewhere dark, somewhere ...like home. No I'm not really a bright and peppy type of person, and I think Mr. Shaw will see this as he sees the camera open up to my slender and seductive form laying on the cold metal table in the middle of the semi dark room. Some light was dancing through the grates and such, a sort of green type of light. It filled the room in a haunting eerie sort of way, it washed over me slightly, and yet kept me in the dark just enough. Where was I? I was in the morgue, the bodies were in refrigerated little boxes near me. With little names on each door, though there was no "Alexander Stryfe" there thank God, no thanks to Mr. Shaw. I was in a slight white dress, it was torn and tattered and I looked rather like a ghostly figure as I began to speak. :: Aurora: Normally... one would not feel at home with the dead... However I my friends am not normal. Though, many can claim abnormality, I at least can prove my own insanity. You see, the darkness, the cold, the tools here that are used to examine those who have passed on, all this relaxes me. Why you ask? I'll be more than happy to let you in on that little secret, because by being one with the dead, by being in this dark place where souls linger I can be one with my own life, and the actions I will soon be taking against the living. :: Yes I was taking a new approach to this, as I rolled to my back, from my side. I had been looking at the camera and now I looked to the ceiling, or rather the lights above me, those lights which gave off the eerie colors of greens and blues. :: Aurora: The dead are the lucky ones at times, they are those who can no longer be touched by the harms and devious little tricks of the living. For when God gave us free will, he also allowed the darkest of sins to become every day occurrences within ones life. And yet some people, neglect that they will be punished upon their death's they neglect this all for the simplistic sake that they live in the here and now. And so they believe their benevolent God is not watching them. And while I may not believe in a benevolent God, I do believe in punishment. :: I let my eyes focus on the camera and no longer on the lights above me. I moved with a grace that even I am unaware from where it comes, and to a sitting position as I look to the smaller table beside me. Everything from the knives to the saw they autopsy people with is on that small little sterile table and I idly take a scalpel from which and turn it in my hand as I continue. :: Aurora: I am Aurora De'Viant, soon to be Aurora Stryfe... I am known to most however as Carnal Sin. For I am the embodiment of sin, I inspire or commit all the seven deadly sins. And for each one which my opponent displays I will be the punishment God has overlooked. For you see... :: And my eyes go from the knife to the camera as I bare a hole into the lens with my icy glare. :: Aurora: The "benevolent" God everyone claims to believe in seems to allow things to happen to the innocent and then not punish those who truly deserve it. So perhaps I am over religious and perhaps I am anti-religious. But either way, I know one thing. That when I get into the ring I have brought men to their knees, I have made woman and men alike cry and beg for mercy. And I have give them none. Mercy is beyond me, for my soul is like those here, drifting, leaving only the hollowness and darkness of what once was God's creation, in this realm. :: I would smirk gently and lighten a bit in tone. :: Aurora: Or at least it is so when I am in MY ring. For as my conquests draw near, I grow father away from Aurora De'Viant, and closer and closer to the one called "Carnal Sin." And normally I would go into that a bit more but I have better things to discuss. For normally crimes I am judge jury and executioner for are crimes against others, ones self, or something of the like but this time.. IN my very FIRST match here... This crime I will bring to Mr. Shaw's attention is something he has committed against myself, my family, and hence is so much greater than anything anyone else could do. :: I looked back to the knife and took it in my left and traced a finger on my right with it, the blood would appear in a thin line, and I just seemed bemused, in no pain, just amused and slightly entranced. :: Aurora: You see Mr. Shaw you have hurt the man I love, you have cut him into pieces, and hence you have cut me. Though the difference is simple... :: A slight moan would be given as I hoped off the table and tossed the scalpel to the side of the room and listened to it clatter to the floor. :: Aurora: I like pain, pain helps me remember I am here in this world. And in this case any pain you my pathetic friend might be able to cause me will be enjoyed. For it will just give me the same feelings in a lesser degree that my fiancé had to face. And with that in mind I will bring you as I have others to your knees, and watch you pray to whatever God you may have that I don't make an example out of you. For I have before, hence why I am here, and hence why I am not allowed to wrestle in my former federations. The crowd loved me, the boss' loved the money I brought in, but I was too dangerous. And though you may be the longest reigning X-division champion, or champion period for that matter but looking at what a weak title you hold I really am not surprised. You also may be the little man in the hood who likes to think he is a bad ass, and you may claim the whole "I don't want to hit a woman" defense. When I bring you into the world of pain you brought my fiancé into I can guarantee that you will not only fight back but you will know what fear is. :: I laughed a little, very calmly, more like a chuckle as I walked to one of the slide out compartments which held the bodies. I would open it and inside was a young man, he looked so healthy too.. I just stared at him as I spoke. :: Aurora: Things happen to everyone Shaw, they happen to the young and old alike. No matter how strong you are there is always something or someone who can take you down. You can't see it but this young man died of a drug overdose. He thought this life was just too much... I wonder when you know more about me... would you rather take such an easy way out...No I think not. For you my dear sir are very fit to be my first opponent. For you hold among your sins, the sin from which all others derive. Pride. :: I brushed the face of the young man who was cold to the touch before looking to the camera again. :: Aurora: For each of the seven deadly sins there is a color...and there is an animal...not to mention a punishment in hell for each sin. Pride my dear Sir goes as follows. Pride is the "excessive believe in ones own abilities", its color is violet and the animal it is associated with is the horse. :: I would shut the resting place of the young man and lean against the door. :: Aurora: The punishment is to be broken upon a wheel over and over and over again. And though I am guilty of being prideful I have reason. I am sure I will hear about your great conquests and such, and so you are going to show me it is not pride really but this or this or that. It is Pride or Vanity truth be told. And it was your pride which brought you into the match which will now bring about your destruction. For I will not allow you to get away with harming ANYONE I care for Mr. Shaw. You are on the worst list there is, you are on not only Carnal Sin's shit list but Aurora De'Viants. For you aren't just another piece of trash who is going to call me a whore, a slut, a bitch sleeping with the boss, and whatnot. Comment on my looks and so forth and so on, you are not just another man wishing he had my skill, no you my friend have managed to make things personal and this is my first match here. :: The way I looked I knew I must have seemed slightly deranged but that was the point. TO relax with the dead, and prepare myself in the silence of their demise to come to terms with what I was going to have to do to avenge my lover. :: Aurora: So go on, dig your hole deeper, comment on my relationships, comment on my family, comment on my newness to the federation. But remember this when you do. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned... and when I am done with you I promise you will wish you were anywhere but that ring, and you WILL apologize for what you have done, either that or pass out first. :: I just looked down to my bleeding hand and would lick the blood slightly. :: Aurora: Oh and Shaw... if you can bring on the pain... it has been awhile since someone other than myself has been able to draw blood in one of my matches. I dare you... I do. :: Why.. Well that I would explain at a later date. :: Aurora: For now I have to make sure my lover is staying in bed. Oh, and Shaw... think twice before you brag about your win. You know... fighting a non-wrestler and winning is no accomplishment. It is just being a coward. And I would think from someone who tries to be as noble and goodie goodie as you, while still dressing like a street thug mind you...Anyway I would think you would find some ... moral issue with this. Perhaps you are becoming what you hate so... a man with no scruples. :: I would chuckle and blow a kiss to the camera with my cut hand, staining my lips with blood. :: Aurora: See you again soon Shaw. I'm sure I'll be talking to you and our wonderful audience again... very very soon. *To be Continued* |
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