Even the Devil Has a Heart
Mar 8, 2020 16:27:42 GMT -5
Adam Dante, Smith Jones, and 2 more like this
Post by cyborg878 on Mar 8, 2020 16:27:42 GMT -5
Damon Warrens stands outside a San Diego home, not his, but one that is ever so familiar to him. With Jaime at his side the blonde male walks up a short cobblestone pathway to the front door. He pauses for a moment before knocking, he hesitancy being obvious to Jaime.
Jaime: Babe... it's very strange seeing you nervous. Are you always this nervous seeing him?
Damon: In fairness Jaime.. I've never brought a partner to meet everyone..
The door opens and a young male, about nineteen years of age opens the door. He is a slender, pale male with short black hair. His skin is a well used canvas for various tattoos. Upon seeing Damon the male smiles brightly and pulls the Nitemare into a hug.
Damon: Good to see you Christian! I see you have some new additions to your growing skin art collection.
Christian: You know you can just say tattoos dad.. you don't have to sound edgy all the time.
Christian releases his father from the embrace and turns his attention to Jaime. Damon notices the awkward silence and decides to take care of introductions.
Damon: Jaime this is my son Christian. Christian this is my new boyfriend Jaime.
Jaime awkwardly waves not knowing what to say. Meanwhile Christian cheerfully smiles at Cortez. He ushers the partners into the house. Damon and Jaime take off their shoes at the door. They are led down a hallway through to a living room. Christian opens a glass sliding door on the far side of the room and exits out to a backyard followed by Damon and Jaime. The backyard has a beautiful in ground swimming pool which has a walk in ramp. It also has a patio with a barbecue at which is stationed a shirtless blonde male who is currently cooking steak and potatoes on the grill. He turns around and warmly smiles at Damon. The man walks up to Damon and sweetly kisses him on the lips. Jaime shows some discomfort at the action. His tension is noticeable and Damon reaches for his hand to comfort him.
Nathan: Hi! You must be Jaime! Damon has told me all about you! He says you're an absolute sweetheart, super supportive. Thank you for taking care of my stubborn as hell husband now that he's wrestling again. He never takes enough care of himself when he's wrestling.
Damon rolls his eyes with a smile.
Damon: I see food is almost ready. Shall we?
Nathan, Christian, Jaime, and Damon grab the food and sit down at the patio table.
Damon: Well I know this might be odd at first. I'm just glad that we could get together and everyone meet each other. It means a lot for me to have all my loved ones on the same team.
Christian: Absolutely dad! So Jaime, how long have you two been together?
Jaime: Umm... eight months ish..
Nathan: Aww so still in the honeymoon period! Damon hasn't driven you crazy yet!
Jaime: Heh.. yeah I guess not.
Nathan: So how do you feel about this whole situation? I know polyamory isn't for everyone.
Jaime: I'm okay with it... I mean it's a little odd to be dating a married man... but he's very open and honest which has made me much more comfortable.
Nathan: That's good, if my husband is known for anything it's his honesty. I want you to know you're more than welcome in this family. So please don't be awkward. We are glad you're here. Especially because from what I've heard you're one of the few people Damon will consider listening to.
Damon shoots Nathan a dirty look.
Damon: These two are my heart and soul Jaime. They are the light in the darkness for me. I see you as a part of this now as well.
Jaime blushes and smiles with genuine love etched on his face as he reaches for Damon's hand.
Damon: So topic change... have you watched APW at all?
Nathan: We may have caught an episode or two..
Christian: ... we watch it every week.
Nathan: It's great seeing that fire in your eyes again in that ring. After CCP died out and PCW was laid to rest I had feared that you may have lost your love for the business.
Damon: Well you can thank my good friend Smitty for that. He reminded me of better days when the New Era disrupted all of the mediocre talents content with playing politics. How much fun we had fucking with the system. He reignited that desire for change within me and damn we are flying high again.
Nathan: Well you two were thick as thieves in PCW. Are you at all worried about the fact that you're teaming together... but also have to battle over his championship in a few weeks?
Damon: Not at all Nathan. This is exactly what the Architects wanted. For all of us to be on top. Recreating APW in our own image. Making it a legit place for legit talent.
Nathan: Well I think you are all well on your way to that goal. I'm so proud of you Damon.
Christian: Me too dad! You've really kicked ass. I just can't wait to see you and Smith finally team up in a match.
Damon: Me too kid. Me too.
The four males share stories long into the night at the patio table as the scene fades out.
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The scene opens up in the California home of Damon Warrens. The man in question is seated in the corner of a familiar dark room. The light now only illuminates the lower half of the seated Nitemare. Cameraman and Warrens' boyfriend Jaime gets close and points the camera up towards the Canadian's hidden visage.
Jaime: Babe.. why don't you tell me about how you're feeling. You won the battle royal, you had a grand celebration, and now you have your first round tag team title tournament match... wow that's a tongue twister...
There is a brief pause before Damon Warrens speaks.
Damon: Well Jaime... I feel amazing. At Liberty or Death the Architects did exactly as promised. We built the next level of our grand vision. Lex Collins tore the North American Championship out of the wretched clutches of Lucy Sixx adding another championship to our glorious team. Smitty prevailed against the challenge of the warrior Spartan and kept his World Championship for falling into the wrong hands. And I... I outlasted the Unlucky Thirteen. I outlasted some of the toughest challengers in Architects Pro Wrestling...and a few... we'll say enhancement talents. Now I find myself only a few weeks away from standing toe to toe with one of the few friends I have in this business.... but that is weeks away... we must focus on the nearer future.
Damon crosses his legs so he can lean forward, his mouth coming into the shot as he does so.
Damon: Smitty and I will team together for the first time ever despite our long standing alliance. How exciting is that? Not only two members of the Architects teaming together, but for the first time,...and it is the World Champion and his number one contender... this is history APW. And our opponents the WarSaw Pact...they will also be history. Round One and quite frankly I feel like we've been sent sacrificial lambs to slaughter... and I frankly don't feel any sort of remorse for what we will do to move on to the second round. Buzz... Warbird.. we've already seen how this ends for you both..
Damon flashes a smile as he reminisces about his debut in Alpha Pro.
Damon: Let us rewind the hands of time... let's go back just over a month to 2020 Ways To Die... my debut match. Across from myself and fellow Architect Mr. Collins stood two pitiful excuses of teams. Hixx and Blade may have taken the fall on the night WarSaw... but none of your combat experience or lumberjack strength could muster enough offense to hold your own against two of the most gifted fighters in this constant battlefield. The difference this time.. you two don't have the rusted Blade and demoted Boss to hide behind. Now my attention is focused solely on what I can do to the two of you... and I have one of my best friends to help. What's that saying ? Friends that maim together, stay together? Flay together? Regardless my point is that we get to go and strengthen our friendship, we get to bond over our mutual joy as we look down at the two of you with our arms raised in glorious victory. And before the crowd rains down their thanks on us for overcoming the minor obstacle you two present... we get to hurt you and that's quite honestly the part I'm looking forward to the most. I didn't get enough of it the last time you danced with this devil.
Damon grabs the camera out of Jaime's hands. He holds it close to his faces, the view now focusing on his mouth and eyes which all read with the same expression... a sinister excitement.
Damon: In the past Warbird you claimed that my 'mind games' wouldn't work on you... and yet.... you lost. You doubted yourself enough that you couldn't find a way to solve the puzzle that is your worst Nitemare. You promised to fuck me up.... and you failed to deliver on your promise. You failed your team.. just like you failed your squad. I predicted your demise, and I am doing the same now. Your partner however spoke some truth. He called me pure evil.. and he's right. I am evil. I am proud to be a villain. I am happy to be the bad guy. I like to ruin days. I plan on ruining both of yours. I genuinely don't think it will take too much effort either. Realistically you both have been utterly disappointing since your returns to Architects Pro Wrestling. You have had absolutely no effect on the company since. You have been place holders. I hate place holders. I hate mediocrity. I plan on eliminating the mediocrity in this company. That's why I knocked out Hixx in my debut.. that's why I outlasted the Unlucky Thirteen.. and now it is why I plan on making sure you both don't escape my torture a second time. With Smith Jones by my side I will send you both back into another several month hiatus.
Damon's voice drops an octave into almost a low growl.
Damon: Smith called me the devil on his shoulder. That voice telling him it's okay to step across the line of morality sometimes when it ends with your goals being achieved. That's my purpose here WarSaw. I am here to do whatever necessary to make sure the Architects can build our greater good. I am the man who has no qualms about how much blood ends up on my hands so long as it helps us reach our destination. Buzzkill had it right. I am evil incarnate. I am the devil himself. So how exactly do you two jobbers plan to conquer the devil himself? Especially when he has a wrestling god by his side.
Damon drops the camera and stands up.
Damon: God Jaime... these guys are just fucking wastes of space...
Damon walks out of the pitch black room with Jaime in tow as the screen fades to black.
Jaime: Babe... it's very strange seeing you nervous. Are you always this nervous seeing him?
Damon: In fairness Jaime.. I've never brought a partner to meet everyone..
The door opens and a young male, about nineteen years of age opens the door. He is a slender, pale male with short black hair. His skin is a well used canvas for various tattoos. Upon seeing Damon the male smiles brightly and pulls the Nitemare into a hug.
Damon: Good to see you Christian! I see you have some new additions to your growing skin art collection.
Christian: You know you can just say tattoos dad.. you don't have to sound edgy all the time.
Christian releases his father from the embrace and turns his attention to Jaime. Damon notices the awkward silence and decides to take care of introductions.
Damon: Jaime this is my son Christian. Christian this is my new boyfriend Jaime.
Jaime awkwardly waves not knowing what to say. Meanwhile Christian cheerfully smiles at Cortez. He ushers the partners into the house. Damon and Jaime take off their shoes at the door. They are led down a hallway through to a living room. Christian opens a glass sliding door on the far side of the room and exits out to a backyard followed by Damon and Jaime. The backyard has a beautiful in ground swimming pool which has a walk in ramp. It also has a patio with a barbecue at which is stationed a shirtless blonde male who is currently cooking steak and potatoes on the grill. He turns around and warmly smiles at Damon. The man walks up to Damon and sweetly kisses him on the lips. Jaime shows some discomfort at the action. His tension is noticeable and Damon reaches for his hand to comfort him.
Nathan: Hi! You must be Jaime! Damon has told me all about you! He says you're an absolute sweetheart, super supportive. Thank you for taking care of my stubborn as hell husband now that he's wrestling again. He never takes enough care of himself when he's wrestling.
Damon rolls his eyes with a smile.
Damon: I see food is almost ready. Shall we?
Nathan, Christian, Jaime, and Damon grab the food and sit down at the patio table.
Damon: Well I know this might be odd at first. I'm just glad that we could get together and everyone meet each other. It means a lot for me to have all my loved ones on the same team.
Christian: Absolutely dad! So Jaime, how long have you two been together?
Jaime: Umm... eight months ish..
Nathan: Aww so still in the honeymoon period! Damon hasn't driven you crazy yet!
Jaime: Heh.. yeah I guess not.
Nathan: So how do you feel about this whole situation? I know polyamory isn't for everyone.
Jaime: I'm okay with it... I mean it's a little odd to be dating a married man... but he's very open and honest which has made me much more comfortable.
Nathan: That's good, if my husband is known for anything it's his honesty. I want you to know you're more than welcome in this family. So please don't be awkward. We are glad you're here. Especially because from what I've heard you're one of the few people Damon will consider listening to.
Damon shoots Nathan a dirty look.
Damon: These two are my heart and soul Jaime. They are the light in the darkness for me. I see you as a part of this now as well.
Jaime blushes and smiles with genuine love etched on his face as he reaches for Damon's hand.
Damon: So topic change... have you watched APW at all?
Nathan: We may have caught an episode or two..
Christian: ... we watch it every week.
Nathan: It's great seeing that fire in your eyes again in that ring. After CCP died out and PCW was laid to rest I had feared that you may have lost your love for the business.
Damon: Well you can thank my good friend Smitty for that. He reminded me of better days when the New Era disrupted all of the mediocre talents content with playing politics. How much fun we had fucking with the system. He reignited that desire for change within me and damn we are flying high again.
Nathan: Well you two were thick as thieves in PCW. Are you at all worried about the fact that you're teaming together... but also have to battle over his championship in a few weeks?
Damon: Not at all Nathan. This is exactly what the Architects wanted. For all of us to be on top. Recreating APW in our own image. Making it a legit place for legit talent.
Nathan: Well I think you are all well on your way to that goal. I'm so proud of you Damon.
Christian: Me too dad! You've really kicked ass. I just can't wait to see you and Smith finally team up in a match.
Damon: Me too kid. Me too.
The four males share stories long into the night at the patio table as the scene fades out.
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The scene opens up in the California home of Damon Warrens. The man in question is seated in the corner of a familiar dark room. The light now only illuminates the lower half of the seated Nitemare. Cameraman and Warrens' boyfriend Jaime gets close and points the camera up towards the Canadian's hidden visage.
Jaime: Babe.. why don't you tell me about how you're feeling. You won the battle royal, you had a grand celebration, and now you have your first round tag team title tournament match... wow that's a tongue twister...
There is a brief pause before Damon Warrens speaks.
Damon: Well Jaime... I feel amazing. At Liberty or Death the Architects did exactly as promised. We built the next level of our grand vision. Lex Collins tore the North American Championship out of the wretched clutches of Lucy Sixx adding another championship to our glorious team. Smitty prevailed against the challenge of the warrior Spartan and kept his World Championship for falling into the wrong hands. And I... I outlasted the Unlucky Thirteen. I outlasted some of the toughest challengers in Architects Pro Wrestling...and a few... we'll say enhancement talents. Now I find myself only a few weeks away from standing toe to toe with one of the few friends I have in this business.... but that is weeks away... we must focus on the nearer future.
Damon crosses his legs so he can lean forward, his mouth coming into the shot as he does so.
Damon: Smitty and I will team together for the first time ever despite our long standing alliance. How exciting is that? Not only two members of the Architects teaming together, but for the first time,...and it is the World Champion and his number one contender... this is history APW. And our opponents the WarSaw Pact...they will also be history. Round One and quite frankly I feel like we've been sent sacrificial lambs to slaughter... and I frankly don't feel any sort of remorse for what we will do to move on to the second round. Buzz... Warbird.. we've already seen how this ends for you both..
Damon flashes a smile as he reminisces about his debut in Alpha Pro.
Damon: Let us rewind the hands of time... let's go back just over a month to 2020 Ways To Die... my debut match. Across from myself and fellow Architect Mr. Collins stood two pitiful excuses of teams. Hixx and Blade may have taken the fall on the night WarSaw... but none of your combat experience or lumberjack strength could muster enough offense to hold your own against two of the most gifted fighters in this constant battlefield. The difference this time.. you two don't have the rusted Blade and demoted Boss to hide behind. Now my attention is focused solely on what I can do to the two of you... and I have one of my best friends to help. What's that saying ? Friends that maim together, stay together? Flay together? Regardless my point is that we get to go and strengthen our friendship, we get to bond over our mutual joy as we look down at the two of you with our arms raised in glorious victory. And before the crowd rains down their thanks on us for overcoming the minor obstacle you two present... we get to hurt you and that's quite honestly the part I'm looking forward to the most. I didn't get enough of it the last time you danced with this devil.
Damon grabs the camera out of Jaime's hands. He holds it close to his faces, the view now focusing on his mouth and eyes which all read with the same expression... a sinister excitement.
Damon: In the past Warbird you claimed that my 'mind games' wouldn't work on you... and yet.... you lost. You doubted yourself enough that you couldn't find a way to solve the puzzle that is your worst Nitemare. You promised to fuck me up.... and you failed to deliver on your promise. You failed your team.. just like you failed your squad. I predicted your demise, and I am doing the same now. Your partner however spoke some truth. He called me pure evil.. and he's right. I am evil. I am proud to be a villain. I am happy to be the bad guy. I like to ruin days. I plan on ruining both of yours. I genuinely don't think it will take too much effort either. Realistically you both have been utterly disappointing since your returns to Architects Pro Wrestling. You have had absolutely no effect on the company since. You have been place holders. I hate place holders. I hate mediocrity. I plan on eliminating the mediocrity in this company. That's why I knocked out Hixx in my debut.. that's why I outlasted the Unlucky Thirteen.. and now it is why I plan on making sure you both don't escape my torture a second time. With Smith Jones by my side I will send you both back into another several month hiatus.
Damon's voice drops an octave into almost a low growl.
Damon: Smith called me the devil on his shoulder. That voice telling him it's okay to step across the line of morality sometimes when it ends with your goals being achieved. That's my purpose here WarSaw. I am here to do whatever necessary to make sure the Architects can build our greater good. I am the man who has no qualms about how much blood ends up on my hands so long as it helps us reach our destination. Buzzkill had it right. I am evil incarnate. I am the devil himself. So how exactly do you two jobbers plan to conquer the devil himself? Especially when he has a wrestling god by his side.
Damon drops the camera and stands up.
Damon: God Jaime... these guys are just fucking wastes of space...
Damon walks out of the pitch black room with Jaime in tow as the screen fades to black.
