Post by cyborg878 on May 29, 2020 23:19:38 GMT -5
Damon Warrens sits in his bedroom on a chair beside the bed which currently is the safe space for one Jaime Cortez. Damon just looks at the man he loves, bruises and scars first from the assault in the park, but made exponentially worse by whatever Jason Ryan did to him. Damon still knew not what Jason had fully done to victimize the man, but whether he found out or not Damon would make Jason suffer. In the weeks since Jason's ruthless attack on Jaime the young man had not uttered a single word, only responding to Damon with gestures or expression changes. The hospital confirmed that no damage had been done to his vocal chords and that this silence was most likely due to the psychological trauma from whatever Jason had done.
Every day that Damon was home went the same. The two would wake up together, Jaime nestled in Damon's arms, before Damon made breakfast in bed for them both. Damon would help Jaime to the bathroom to shower before redressing any wounds that needed so. Every step or bend or move being a stab of pain to Cortez, but with each a reassuring touch from Warrens. Afternoons bring obviously lunch, but also movies in bed.. anything to take Jaime's mind off of his condition. Dinners led to cuddles before the two would take their place that would start the next day, Damon's arms holding Jaime close and shielding him from the danger of the world that had already harmed him so.
As tough as each day went it was the nights that had become the true struggle. Part of that which had become routine for Damon was being startled awake by fits of anguish and fear filled screams... no words just screams. Jaime would wake up from what must be a terrorizing nightmare and would cower into the bed as his face would snap back and forth looking for any sign of danger. It became second nature for Damon to go right into support mode: holding Jaime in his arms, stroking his arm softly, reassuring him that he was safe. The interruption to his sleep were it almost anyone else would drive Damon to a grumpy fury, but sleep mattered not when his love was suffering. Eventually they would fall back to sleep and wake up together to begin the cycle anew.
Today is different though. When Jaime wakes up he turned gingerly to look at his fiancee and the man is no where to be seen. The panic begins to set in immediately. Jaime slowly rises from his bed and although with a bit of pain, stands up. He walks to the door and grabs a housecoat from a hook on the back of it. Once semi clothed he makes his way down the staircase hoping to find Damon in the living room or kitchen. He searches for his love, but his efforts are in vain. Jaime even knocks at the door leading to the room which houses all of their 'sessions', but no answer returns. Jaime goes to the front window and notices that the car is gone.
Damon left him alone. Jaime was pretty self sufficient even in his current state, but the thought of being alone brought his mind back to the attacks. The first one was bad enough, but there was some comfort in his mind that although unconscious Damon lay only a few feet from him. Jason Ryan was worse. The unspeakable things the man did.... Jaime wasn't ready to face the reality. He wasn't ready for Damon to know. He already knew Damon felt guilt ridden even though Cortez didn't feel his fiancee was to blame for even a moment. Jason Ryan took sole blame. Jason was the one who hurt him, not Damon.
Not only did he physically break Jaime, but it was what he did mentally that made it so much worse. He tried to make Jaime hate Damon. Make him blame Damon for every second of pain. He laughed at Jaime when he screamed out for his love to save him. Filmed and tortured Jaime to try and enrage Damon and embarrass Cortez. He made Jaime feel even more unsafe in the world. Jaime hated how much of a damsel in distress he had become. He hated that Damon had to take care of him. He felt useless....hopeless. Maybe that's why Damon left... maybe he needed a break from having to do everything. Maybe he was overwhelmed. He did have to defend his championship in less than a week and instead of preparing for that match he was stuck at home doting on Jaime.
There was a huge part of Jaime that feared the worst... but ever resilient there was a voice telling the young man otherwise. Damon reminded him everyday that he loved Jaime. Any time Jaime needed help there wasn't a hint of resentment on Damon's face... only ever compassion and love. He never huffed or rolled his eyes. If Damon were truly fed up with Jaime he would have seen some sort of sign by now. So why leave without waking Jaime? Before the attacks that wouldn't have struck Jaime oddly, but since the assaults Damon didn't so much as leave to go to the bathroom without letting Jaime know.
The young man carefully ascends the stairs back up to the bedroom. As he contemplates Damon's disappearance he notices a note on the bedside table that he must have missed while in a panic. He picks up the note which explains that Damon went to go run some errands and didn't want to ruin what seemed like a peaceful sleep for Jaime. It also informs Jaime that Damon has a huge surprise for him today. Surprise? He's so awful with surprises.... hates waiting for them. Well...time for hours of agony until Damon comes home. Maybe time to catch up on Drag Race or something...
The hours drag on and feel more likes days as Jaime tries to distract himself from the impending surprise with a marathon of recorded episodes of the newest season of Rupaul's Drag Race. With every reference to Crystal Methyd's El Debarge hair it feels like an eternity has passed. After several hours go by there's suddenly the sound of a door unlocking. Jaime immediately perks up and gets out of bed, the excitement for Damon and the 'surprise' far outdoing any soreness his body experiences. He goes downstairs as quickly as he can and greets Damon with a surprise of his own.
The Nitemare is elated upon seeing Jaime up and out of bed on his own. The two men embrace causing Damon to drop some of the grocery bags on the ground. He quickly picks them up and brings them to the kitchen before returning to Jaime in the front hall. Jaime raises an eyebrow at Damon which the Nitemare knows to be a sign of Jaime's curiosity over the 'surprise'. He decides to put Jaime out of his misery. He signals for Jaime to wait as he heads outside. Minutes later the Devil Himself reappears carrying a bundle of blanket in his hands. Upon peeling back some of the blanket he reveals the tiny fluffy face of a black and white Husky puppy. Without warning Jaime rushes over and grabs the puppy which licks his face as he holds it against him. For the first time in weeks Jaime's face lights up with unwavering joy as he snuggles the little fluff ball, a sight which brings warmth to Damon's heart.
Damon: After everything you've gone through in the last month... I thought you could use some good to focus on. He'll need to be trained which... can be a chore for sure...
Jaime: It doesn't matter.. I love him... I love you.
Damon is taken aback by hearing Jaime's voice after weeks without, but it forces him to crack a tearful smile as he watches a man broken by some of the worst people the world could offer starting to stand back up and pick up the pieces.
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A livestream on the APW site begins playing which displays Damon's blood red throne room. The Devil Himself crouches in his ring gear upon his black thorned throne, his matching crown on his head, with the APW World Championship on his waist.
Damon: Hi Jason. I know it's been a few days since we last spoke, but I've missed you so. When we last met you did most of the talking and I barely uttered a word and I know that it must confuse you since I am such an eloquent and proud speaker why I refused to give in to your war of words at that contract table. Well dear Jason it's because I wanted to save my thoughts for later... for now. Ever since you decided to set your sights upon my throne you've called into question my "Devilishness" and my worthiness to hold this championship. Now it is my turn to do the same to you.
Damon drops from his crouching position to sit on the throne.
Damon: We debuted in Alpha Pro.. MY KINGDOM... at about the same time if I remember correctly.. 2020 Ways To Die. I graced this company for the first time with my fellow Architect Lex Collins and we dominated not one, but two teams and walked out victorious. You however lost to Flop. Your first night in this company ended with you in a body bag which is fitting, because that's how Kingdom Come will end as well. The next week you may have redeemed yourself against Alex Scott in hour one, but Jason...that's barely an accomplishment to be proud of...especially when I stood tall in that same show's main event.
Damon pauses and tilts his head a bit.
Damon: See Jason even though we started at the same time... even though we both tout ourselves as demonic forces in this business... we're at clearly different levels. You went on a 5 match losing streak... I ended up going almost 4 months without ever being pinned or submitted. You're the enhancement talent here. Yes sure you've had a win over Jaice Wild and PKA.....so do I...and I also beat 11 other men at the same time. You couldn't even win a tag team match where one of your opponents was a secret Bloodline member! Do you know what I did that night? Battlecade? I beat the single greatest wrestler I have ever stepped in the ring with for the APW World Championship and I haven't let go since.
Damon makes sure to flash off the shiny championship.
Damon: You've repeatedly said I am not the Devil I claim to be... and yet you dare to call yourself a demon? You're a sinner absolutely. But demon? Nononono... Jason... if you were even an ounce the demon you claim to be you wouldn't have been left looking up at the lights so many times. You're lucky to be able to even step into my kingdom and you dare to try to take my place in this throne? Laughable. I will give you this though... you're cunning. See other people would have earned a championship match with me by actually being good in this ring and winning. Not you though!
Damon shakes his head.
Damon: No you couldn't manage that. Winning enough matches to earn a shot at the king? Unrealistic. But you were smart and vile enough to do what others wouldn't. You got my attention not with your in-ring work, but with your despicable actions targeting mi amor. You wanted to break the angel that fell into the arms of a devil. You knew that if anything would break me it would be that. You wanted my attention, you wanted my anger, you wanted my violence. Congratulations Jason you have that attention. You have sparked my anger....and you will receive violence that you have NEVER experienced in your life. Your Scourge will need a new vessel because your body will be damaged beyond repair. You made your wishes clear and they have been fulfilled. I hope you understand though that you have unleashed a pandora's box of evil upon yourself.
Damon's voice begins to distort as does the video footage as the promo continues. Damon's voice even through the distortion begins to sound more aggressive.
Damon: See you may claim to have this evil Scourge inside of you... and maybe you do.. but you're a rookie heading into a war of villainy with a master of the game. You've attacked an innocent man... yes awful... and yes it pissed me off. But beyond that your idea of evil.. of demon level villainy is.... cute? A few gang attacks on wrestlers that beat you? That's a start! But welcome to the masterclass Jason. Shall I retell you the evils of my life? I orchestrated and executed an attack on countless members of management in my former companies. I turned a man's own son against him...that one was fun. The look in the man's eyes as his own son began to pummel him as I watched on... priceless. I've ended careers... I beat my own best friend within an inch of his life for daring to try and eliminate me in a battle royal... THESE ARE EVIL DEEDS!
Damon takes a moment to calm down and as he does the distortion ends.
Damon: The point I'm trying to get across to you Jason is that although your actions brought you where you convinced yourself you needed to go...the destination is faaaar worse that you ever predicted. I am a violent man who normally would have no issue ending a career, but this isn't a normal situation. Now I have no issue ending a life in that ring. If you don't end up dying by my hands in that ring you will at the absolute least wish that you had. This match is where I am at my most dangerous. Yes I can trade holds and strikes with the best of them. Ask Smith Jones. Ask Andre Aquarius. This company got a taste of how vicious I could be when I toppled the Sitch. When I allegedly sliced through his skin with a blade. A TASTE. Last Man Standing well.. you'll get more than a taste Jason. You'll get the whole menu.
Damon Warrens leans forward towards the camera. His eyes close before he continues to speak.
Damon: You're stepping into my kingdom and have challenged the king for his throne in a battle of extreme violence. You may be brave...you may be delusional... you may just be stupid. Judging from your promos...probably the last two, but I'll credit you for having not backed out yet. You are foolish enough to step up to the Devil.. and you may stand for a moment, but when I am done you will have fallen for a lifetime. If you're lucky you can go back to jobbing in the opening hour of every show. You can be the court jester in the castle. I will remind you of your place Jason. And may Satan help you if you ever dream of trying to make a statement at my expense ever again. I want you to look into my eyes Jason...I want you to understand that your fate is sealed.
The camera zooms in and Damon's eyes open revealing that they are an unnerving pure black.
Damon: Everyone gets their chance to dance with the Devil and you have cut in line. You have disrespected my throne and you will be made an example for everyone else so that they know exactly what to expect when it comes to be their turn. A part of you will die at Kingdom Come Jason. You can bring your Bloodline...however many members you have left that is.. I will make them all suffer for your mistakes too. You can't hide behind your money. You can't hide behind your giant either. When this is all over you'll realize that I am truly the Devil I have always claimed to be. You will understand that I wasn't named the Villain of the Year three years in a row for no reason. And maybe just maybe you will understand that NO ONE will ever be able to take this throne from me so long as I wish to still reign over this kingdom.
Damon feeling content in his words goes to turn off the camera, but stops and holds up a finger.
Damon: Before I go Jason there's one last thing...
A door can be heard opening off camera. From the left side of the screen Jaime Cortez enters the camera's view. He sits on Damon's lap and looks directly at the camera as if Jason Ryan were standing right there.
Jaime: Do me a favour mi amor... kill that motherfucker.
Every day that Damon was home went the same. The two would wake up together, Jaime nestled in Damon's arms, before Damon made breakfast in bed for them both. Damon would help Jaime to the bathroom to shower before redressing any wounds that needed so. Every step or bend or move being a stab of pain to Cortez, but with each a reassuring touch from Warrens. Afternoons bring obviously lunch, but also movies in bed.. anything to take Jaime's mind off of his condition. Dinners led to cuddles before the two would take their place that would start the next day, Damon's arms holding Jaime close and shielding him from the danger of the world that had already harmed him so.
As tough as each day went it was the nights that had become the true struggle. Part of that which had become routine for Damon was being startled awake by fits of anguish and fear filled screams... no words just screams. Jaime would wake up from what must be a terrorizing nightmare and would cower into the bed as his face would snap back and forth looking for any sign of danger. It became second nature for Damon to go right into support mode: holding Jaime in his arms, stroking his arm softly, reassuring him that he was safe. The interruption to his sleep were it almost anyone else would drive Damon to a grumpy fury, but sleep mattered not when his love was suffering. Eventually they would fall back to sleep and wake up together to begin the cycle anew.
Today is different though. When Jaime wakes up he turned gingerly to look at his fiancee and the man is no where to be seen. The panic begins to set in immediately. Jaime slowly rises from his bed and although with a bit of pain, stands up. He walks to the door and grabs a housecoat from a hook on the back of it. Once semi clothed he makes his way down the staircase hoping to find Damon in the living room or kitchen. He searches for his love, but his efforts are in vain. Jaime even knocks at the door leading to the room which houses all of their 'sessions', but no answer returns. Jaime goes to the front window and notices that the car is gone.
Damon left him alone. Jaime was pretty self sufficient even in his current state, but the thought of being alone brought his mind back to the attacks. The first one was bad enough, but there was some comfort in his mind that although unconscious Damon lay only a few feet from him. Jason Ryan was worse. The unspeakable things the man did.... Jaime wasn't ready to face the reality. He wasn't ready for Damon to know. He already knew Damon felt guilt ridden even though Cortez didn't feel his fiancee was to blame for even a moment. Jason Ryan took sole blame. Jason was the one who hurt him, not Damon.
Not only did he physically break Jaime, but it was what he did mentally that made it so much worse. He tried to make Jaime hate Damon. Make him blame Damon for every second of pain. He laughed at Jaime when he screamed out for his love to save him. Filmed and tortured Jaime to try and enrage Damon and embarrass Cortez. He made Jaime feel even more unsafe in the world. Jaime hated how much of a damsel in distress he had become. He hated that Damon had to take care of him. He felt useless....hopeless. Maybe that's why Damon left... maybe he needed a break from having to do everything. Maybe he was overwhelmed. He did have to defend his championship in less than a week and instead of preparing for that match he was stuck at home doting on Jaime.
There was a huge part of Jaime that feared the worst... but ever resilient there was a voice telling the young man otherwise. Damon reminded him everyday that he loved Jaime. Any time Jaime needed help there wasn't a hint of resentment on Damon's face... only ever compassion and love. He never huffed or rolled his eyes. If Damon were truly fed up with Jaime he would have seen some sort of sign by now. So why leave without waking Jaime? Before the attacks that wouldn't have struck Jaime oddly, but since the assaults Damon didn't so much as leave to go to the bathroom without letting Jaime know.
The young man carefully ascends the stairs back up to the bedroom. As he contemplates Damon's disappearance he notices a note on the bedside table that he must have missed while in a panic. He picks up the note which explains that Damon went to go run some errands and didn't want to ruin what seemed like a peaceful sleep for Jaime. It also informs Jaime that Damon has a huge surprise for him today. Surprise? He's so awful with surprises.... hates waiting for them. Well...time for hours of agony until Damon comes home. Maybe time to catch up on Drag Race or something...
The hours drag on and feel more likes days as Jaime tries to distract himself from the impending surprise with a marathon of recorded episodes of the newest season of Rupaul's Drag Race. With every reference to Crystal Methyd's El Debarge hair it feels like an eternity has passed. After several hours go by there's suddenly the sound of a door unlocking. Jaime immediately perks up and gets out of bed, the excitement for Damon and the 'surprise' far outdoing any soreness his body experiences. He goes downstairs as quickly as he can and greets Damon with a surprise of his own.
The Nitemare is elated upon seeing Jaime up and out of bed on his own. The two men embrace causing Damon to drop some of the grocery bags on the ground. He quickly picks them up and brings them to the kitchen before returning to Jaime in the front hall. Jaime raises an eyebrow at Damon which the Nitemare knows to be a sign of Jaime's curiosity over the 'surprise'. He decides to put Jaime out of his misery. He signals for Jaime to wait as he heads outside. Minutes later the Devil Himself reappears carrying a bundle of blanket in his hands. Upon peeling back some of the blanket he reveals the tiny fluffy face of a black and white Husky puppy. Without warning Jaime rushes over and grabs the puppy which licks his face as he holds it against him. For the first time in weeks Jaime's face lights up with unwavering joy as he snuggles the little fluff ball, a sight which brings warmth to Damon's heart.
Damon: After everything you've gone through in the last month... I thought you could use some good to focus on. He'll need to be trained which... can be a chore for sure...
Jaime: It doesn't matter.. I love him... I love you.
Damon is taken aback by hearing Jaime's voice after weeks without, but it forces him to crack a tearful smile as he watches a man broken by some of the worst people the world could offer starting to stand back up and pick up the pieces.
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A livestream on the APW site begins playing which displays Damon's blood red throne room. The Devil Himself crouches in his ring gear upon his black thorned throne, his matching crown on his head, with the APW World Championship on his waist.
Damon: Hi Jason. I know it's been a few days since we last spoke, but I've missed you so. When we last met you did most of the talking and I barely uttered a word and I know that it must confuse you since I am such an eloquent and proud speaker why I refused to give in to your war of words at that contract table. Well dear Jason it's because I wanted to save my thoughts for later... for now. Ever since you decided to set your sights upon my throne you've called into question my "Devilishness" and my worthiness to hold this championship. Now it is my turn to do the same to you.
Damon drops from his crouching position to sit on the throne.
Damon: We debuted in Alpha Pro.. MY KINGDOM... at about the same time if I remember correctly.. 2020 Ways To Die. I graced this company for the first time with my fellow Architect Lex Collins and we dominated not one, but two teams and walked out victorious. You however lost to Flop. Your first night in this company ended with you in a body bag which is fitting, because that's how Kingdom Come will end as well. The next week you may have redeemed yourself against Alex Scott in hour one, but Jason...that's barely an accomplishment to be proud of...especially when I stood tall in that same show's main event.
Damon pauses and tilts his head a bit.
Damon: See Jason even though we started at the same time... even though we both tout ourselves as demonic forces in this business... we're at clearly different levels. You went on a 5 match losing streak... I ended up going almost 4 months without ever being pinned or submitted. You're the enhancement talent here. Yes sure you've had a win over Jaice Wild and PKA.....so do I...and I also beat 11 other men at the same time. You couldn't even win a tag team match where one of your opponents was a secret Bloodline member! Do you know what I did that night? Battlecade? I beat the single greatest wrestler I have ever stepped in the ring with for the APW World Championship and I haven't let go since.
Damon makes sure to flash off the shiny championship.
Damon: You've repeatedly said I am not the Devil I claim to be... and yet you dare to call yourself a demon? You're a sinner absolutely. But demon? Nononono... Jason... if you were even an ounce the demon you claim to be you wouldn't have been left looking up at the lights so many times. You're lucky to be able to even step into my kingdom and you dare to try to take my place in this throne? Laughable. I will give you this though... you're cunning. See other people would have earned a championship match with me by actually being good in this ring and winning. Not you though!
Damon shakes his head.
Damon: No you couldn't manage that. Winning enough matches to earn a shot at the king? Unrealistic. But you were smart and vile enough to do what others wouldn't. You got my attention not with your in-ring work, but with your despicable actions targeting mi amor. You wanted to break the angel that fell into the arms of a devil. You knew that if anything would break me it would be that. You wanted my attention, you wanted my anger, you wanted my violence. Congratulations Jason you have that attention. You have sparked my anger....and you will receive violence that you have NEVER experienced in your life. Your Scourge will need a new vessel because your body will be damaged beyond repair. You made your wishes clear and they have been fulfilled. I hope you understand though that you have unleashed a pandora's box of evil upon yourself.
Damon's voice begins to distort as does the video footage as the promo continues. Damon's voice even through the distortion begins to sound more aggressive.
Damon: See you may claim to have this evil Scourge inside of you... and maybe you do.. but you're a rookie heading into a war of villainy with a master of the game. You've attacked an innocent man... yes awful... and yes it pissed me off. But beyond that your idea of evil.. of demon level villainy is.... cute? A few gang attacks on wrestlers that beat you? That's a start! But welcome to the masterclass Jason. Shall I retell you the evils of my life? I orchestrated and executed an attack on countless members of management in my former companies. I turned a man's own son against him...that one was fun. The look in the man's eyes as his own son began to pummel him as I watched on... priceless. I've ended careers... I beat my own best friend within an inch of his life for daring to try and eliminate me in a battle royal... THESE ARE EVIL DEEDS!
Damon takes a moment to calm down and as he does the distortion ends.
Damon: The point I'm trying to get across to you Jason is that although your actions brought you where you convinced yourself you needed to go...the destination is faaaar worse that you ever predicted. I am a violent man who normally would have no issue ending a career, but this isn't a normal situation. Now I have no issue ending a life in that ring. If you don't end up dying by my hands in that ring you will at the absolute least wish that you had. This match is where I am at my most dangerous. Yes I can trade holds and strikes with the best of them. Ask Smith Jones. Ask Andre Aquarius. This company got a taste of how vicious I could be when I toppled the Sitch. When I allegedly sliced through his skin with a blade. A TASTE. Last Man Standing well.. you'll get more than a taste Jason. You'll get the whole menu.
Damon Warrens leans forward towards the camera. His eyes close before he continues to speak.
Damon: You're stepping into my kingdom and have challenged the king for his throne in a battle of extreme violence. You may be brave...you may be delusional... you may just be stupid. Judging from your promos...probably the last two, but I'll credit you for having not backed out yet. You are foolish enough to step up to the Devil.. and you may stand for a moment, but when I am done you will have fallen for a lifetime. If you're lucky you can go back to jobbing in the opening hour of every show. You can be the court jester in the castle. I will remind you of your place Jason. And may Satan help you if you ever dream of trying to make a statement at my expense ever again. I want you to look into my eyes Jason...I want you to understand that your fate is sealed.
The camera zooms in and Damon's eyes open revealing that they are an unnerving pure black.
Damon: Everyone gets their chance to dance with the Devil and you have cut in line. You have disrespected my throne and you will be made an example for everyone else so that they know exactly what to expect when it comes to be their turn. A part of you will die at Kingdom Come Jason. You can bring your Bloodline...however many members you have left that is.. I will make them all suffer for your mistakes too. You can't hide behind your money. You can't hide behind your giant either. When this is all over you'll realize that I am truly the Devil I have always claimed to be. You will understand that I wasn't named the Villain of the Year three years in a row for no reason. And maybe just maybe you will understand that NO ONE will ever be able to take this throne from me so long as I wish to still reign over this kingdom.
Damon feeling content in his words goes to turn off the camera, but stops and holds up a finger.
Damon: Before I go Jason there's one last thing...
A door can be heard opening off camera. From the left side of the screen Jaime Cortez enters the camera's view. He sits on Damon's lap and looks directly at the camera as if Jason Ryan were standing right there.
Jaime: Do me a favour mi amor... kill that motherfucker.
