Post by Jason Sandman on Jul 8, 2017 17:47:56 GMT
The doors to the compound swing open causing Rowan's followers to scurry to close it back before their master becomes furious. They look at the opening to see what could have caused the disturbance, but find nothing. The door is closed and as quickly as they got to the door the followers move back to their required positions ready to report their findings. Only to their shock they find Jason Sandman standing behind Rowan who is sitting comfortably in her throne. They prepare to alert her, but the Wolf of the Abyss is already well aware.
Rowan: I anticipated your return, and I must say for a man of your size you move gracefully. So, oh Angel, as I believe you like to be referred to as... to what do I owe this pleasure?
A laughter is heard behind her that Rowan may not have been expecting.
Jason: Wrong form bitch. I figured you and I could have a talk about what Xavier had to say. No need for the scary faces. Just Jason and Rowan, and a little chat.
What would assumed to be a smile forms under Rowan’s mask. The thought that Jason and Rowan could have a civil conversation amuses her.
Rowan: Ahhh, so it is the mortal who walks into the hall where mortals should not walk. Your initiative would be admirable to some. But I fear I must disappoint you - There is only one Rowan. I accept the gifts bestowed upon me….
Jason catches her comment and doesn't allow her to finish.
Jason: While I resist the demon. There is a lot to be said for having your humanity left. If you call what I have humanity.
Rowan: Oh but I do. You still get that chill down your spine in dangerous situations. Your skin still crawls at unnatural thoughts. Only when you give in will you find your freedom.
That point hits Sandman right in the gut. Rowan had made a point that Jason could be free from all burdens if he would let Death take over his existence. The thoughts start creeping into his mind as to what he could do with this power. Rowan can sense these doubts and ponders and continues.
Rowan: Think about it Jason. The Angel of Death. Ruler of the final day of all mankind aligned with... well, I think you already know my name. Or at least your silent partner does.
Jason: Abaddon.
Rowan's eyes flash with satisfaction.
Rowan: That is why you have come back, is it not? Perhaps Xavier is just an excuse to get closer to your true self? Follow me and I can show you the way, if you are brave enough to walk it.
It's with those words that Jason brings himself back to reality.
Jason: Not going to happen my dear screwball. What is going to happen is you are going to listen to me about why I came.
Rowan’s followers notice the change in attitude coming from Jason and move in to secure their master’s safety. Jason gets a chuckle.
Jason: Like lambs to the slaughter, and that is what it will be if they don’t fuck off.
Rowan puts her hands up and her followers fall back. Rowan goes to speak, but Jason beats her to it.
Jason: Xavier seems to have a plan that involves you, but he doesn't see what I can. You care nothing for his goals. Only what Abaddon desires. While blood and destruction may be common in nature, only I understand the lengths to which you will go to achieve this. It's not what he wants. I will help him understand his mistake in conversing with you. Stay away or I will let go and we can let the demons decide our fates.
Jason is about to leave, but catches himself at the sound of Rowan's laughter.
Jason: What's so funny?
Rowan: Do you know the important thing about demons such as I, Jason? We don't lie. We don't need to. When Xavier came back, this time alone, to try to convince me to join him again, I told him everything that you just threw in my face. I told him that I would betray him should whim or circumstance take me there... and he didn't care. If anything, the prospect seemed to thrill him.
Jason bristled.
Jason: You're lying.
Rowan: Am I? Ask him then when you return to your leash's holder... but should you return, I would suggest thinking twice about letting your angel settle this for you. How long, do you think, will he be satisfied with a vessel who resists him? Do you think he will wish to fight me knowing that I can offer him someone that will let him do everything he desires?
Jason: Once I discover how to exorcise The Angel from myself I will come for you Rowan. Abaddon will be forced back to hell a vanquished entity.
With that Jason Sandman almost seems to disappear into the ether leaving Rowan with a look of excitement on her face as she dwells on what is to come.
---
Jason: An interesting thing happened last week. I took no part in the finish of my tag match with Ulf against two cunts who aren't worth remembering. Ulf took the match in his own hands and I couldn't be prouder. This kid has showed a lot of promise in a company that is designed to weed out the inexperienced and unprepared. Can't wait to see what he does next.
Luckily I won't have to wait to long to find out. Seems that Open Fight Night is upon us once again and a challenge was made. Cable Arcane’s pride got the better of him. He just had to get revenge for the embarrassment he experienced at Bloody Assizes. Cable you are a name that floats around the toilets of every respectable company. You were somebody once. You are good for putting asses into seats, but all of the allure is gone. You lost that glow that made your name for yourself, and all you have left is that name. So you hug it. You love it. You shout it from the roof tops that you are Cable Arcane and people are going to respect you.
And you made sure everyone was going to respect you. You made the challenge to all four members of The Council. A match that's a hundred perfect benefit to you. You win you are legend man. You lose and you can claim it took four men to beat you. You are legend.
The thing is though I've already seen you fall. I wanted to see others crumble so I made my challenge to Nighthawk to drag his ass back into the ring. Just as I expected piss ran down his leg and from what I hear he had a “setback” on his rehab. No match for me. I was okay with this. More time with my daughter. Then the other victims of Council grand design spoke up.
Mike Laszlo decided that the concussion he received wasn't enough, and another team up with Cable was in order. Because did anyone think that was a good idea the first time even before the attack. Mike I have to be honest. I don't know a damn thing about you, and maybe that is the problem. You are a man with delusions of greatness, but even when your name is spoken in the halls of IWF people still get a confused look. Is he that new camera guy they just hired. Laszlo I think he's over there cleaning the ladies room. I hear he puts cameras in the toilets.
I of course kid Mike. You have to be something for Cable and Spike to even bother with you. Though I do still see you as the weak link in the chain that's supposed to stop our ascension. Don’t worry though Laszlo. Once Council has destroyed those who oppress in IWF we will find a good spot for you to make your name again. I hear Mr. Happy and James Gilmore are always looking to give life lessons.
So we had two of the four looking for a fight. That's when my hopes got too high too fast. I wanted Roberto Verona to answer the call for justice. Alas he decided to stay in his tower and look down upon his peasants. No biggie. I can play the Dragon who eats the princess later. This isn't a fairy tale. The hero can die in this one.
So seeing as my chosen victim didn't want to play I decided to let Ulf and Xavier have their fun. That was until Mr. Xtreme decided to open his fucking mouth. It was at that point that asked Kole for his spot because this was the one fucker other than Nighthawk I wanted words with. Spike, Darling, it has been far too long since I have had the pleasure of crushing you.
In all reality Spike you and I have followed the same path to the Promised Land. Blood, sweat, and a few appendages along the way. All in a day's work when you want to be known for your brutality. So why the hesitation in accepting one more scar. Have you lost that edge or has The God of xtreme come to the realization that you are a false prophet. Have you finally decided to bow to Daddy and accept him as your master? Come Sacrifice I will give give you your chance to pay tribute or I will bring you to your knees for the final time.
Rowan: I anticipated your return, and I must say for a man of your size you move gracefully. So, oh Angel, as I believe you like to be referred to as... to what do I owe this pleasure?
A laughter is heard behind her that Rowan may not have been expecting.
Jason: Wrong form bitch. I figured you and I could have a talk about what Xavier had to say. No need for the scary faces. Just Jason and Rowan, and a little chat.
What would assumed to be a smile forms under Rowan’s mask. The thought that Jason and Rowan could have a civil conversation amuses her.
Rowan: Ahhh, so it is the mortal who walks into the hall where mortals should not walk. Your initiative would be admirable to some. But I fear I must disappoint you - There is only one Rowan. I accept the gifts bestowed upon me….
Jason catches her comment and doesn't allow her to finish.
Jason: While I resist the demon. There is a lot to be said for having your humanity left. If you call what I have humanity.
Rowan: Oh but I do. You still get that chill down your spine in dangerous situations. Your skin still crawls at unnatural thoughts. Only when you give in will you find your freedom.
That point hits Sandman right in the gut. Rowan had made a point that Jason could be free from all burdens if he would let Death take over his existence. The thoughts start creeping into his mind as to what he could do with this power. Rowan can sense these doubts and ponders and continues.
Rowan: Think about it Jason. The Angel of Death. Ruler of the final day of all mankind aligned with... well, I think you already know my name. Or at least your silent partner does.
Jason: Abaddon.
Rowan's eyes flash with satisfaction.
Rowan: That is why you have come back, is it not? Perhaps Xavier is just an excuse to get closer to your true self? Follow me and I can show you the way, if you are brave enough to walk it.
It's with those words that Jason brings himself back to reality.
Jason: Not going to happen my dear screwball. What is going to happen is you are going to listen to me about why I came.
Rowan’s followers notice the change in attitude coming from Jason and move in to secure their master’s safety. Jason gets a chuckle.
Jason: Like lambs to the slaughter, and that is what it will be if they don’t fuck off.
Rowan puts her hands up and her followers fall back. Rowan goes to speak, but Jason beats her to it.
Jason: Xavier seems to have a plan that involves you, but he doesn't see what I can. You care nothing for his goals. Only what Abaddon desires. While blood and destruction may be common in nature, only I understand the lengths to which you will go to achieve this. It's not what he wants. I will help him understand his mistake in conversing with you. Stay away or I will let go and we can let the demons decide our fates.
Jason is about to leave, but catches himself at the sound of Rowan's laughter.
Jason: What's so funny?
Rowan: Do you know the important thing about demons such as I, Jason? We don't lie. We don't need to. When Xavier came back, this time alone, to try to convince me to join him again, I told him everything that you just threw in my face. I told him that I would betray him should whim or circumstance take me there... and he didn't care. If anything, the prospect seemed to thrill him.
Jason bristled.
Jason: You're lying.
Rowan: Am I? Ask him then when you return to your leash's holder... but should you return, I would suggest thinking twice about letting your angel settle this for you. How long, do you think, will he be satisfied with a vessel who resists him? Do you think he will wish to fight me knowing that I can offer him someone that will let him do everything he desires?
Jason: Once I discover how to exorcise The Angel from myself I will come for you Rowan. Abaddon will be forced back to hell a vanquished entity.
With that Jason Sandman almost seems to disappear into the ether leaving Rowan with a look of excitement on her face as she dwells on what is to come.
---
Jason: An interesting thing happened last week. I took no part in the finish of my tag match with Ulf against two cunts who aren't worth remembering. Ulf took the match in his own hands and I couldn't be prouder. This kid has showed a lot of promise in a company that is designed to weed out the inexperienced and unprepared. Can't wait to see what he does next.
Luckily I won't have to wait to long to find out. Seems that Open Fight Night is upon us once again and a challenge was made. Cable Arcane’s pride got the better of him. He just had to get revenge for the embarrassment he experienced at Bloody Assizes. Cable you are a name that floats around the toilets of every respectable company. You were somebody once. You are good for putting asses into seats, but all of the allure is gone. You lost that glow that made your name for yourself, and all you have left is that name. So you hug it. You love it. You shout it from the roof tops that you are Cable Arcane and people are going to respect you.
And you made sure everyone was going to respect you. You made the challenge to all four members of The Council. A match that's a hundred perfect benefit to you. You win you are legend man. You lose and you can claim it took four men to beat you. You are legend.
The thing is though I've already seen you fall. I wanted to see others crumble so I made my challenge to Nighthawk to drag his ass back into the ring. Just as I expected piss ran down his leg and from what I hear he had a “setback” on his rehab. No match for me. I was okay with this. More time with my daughter. Then the other victims of Council grand design spoke up.
Mike Laszlo decided that the concussion he received wasn't enough, and another team up with Cable was in order. Because did anyone think that was a good idea the first time even before the attack. Mike I have to be honest. I don't know a damn thing about you, and maybe that is the problem. You are a man with delusions of greatness, but even when your name is spoken in the halls of IWF people still get a confused look. Is he that new camera guy they just hired. Laszlo I think he's over there cleaning the ladies room. I hear he puts cameras in the toilets.
I of course kid Mike. You have to be something for Cable and Spike to even bother with you. Though I do still see you as the weak link in the chain that's supposed to stop our ascension. Don’t worry though Laszlo. Once Council has destroyed those who oppress in IWF we will find a good spot for you to make your name again. I hear Mr. Happy and James Gilmore are always looking to give life lessons.
So we had two of the four looking for a fight. That's when my hopes got too high too fast. I wanted Roberto Verona to answer the call for justice. Alas he decided to stay in his tower and look down upon his peasants. No biggie. I can play the Dragon who eats the princess later. This isn't a fairy tale. The hero can die in this one.
So seeing as my chosen victim didn't want to play I decided to let Ulf and Xavier have their fun. That was until Mr. Xtreme decided to open his fucking mouth. It was at that point that asked Kole for his spot because this was the one fucker other than Nighthawk I wanted words with. Spike, Darling, it has been far too long since I have had the pleasure of crushing you.
In all reality Spike you and I have followed the same path to the Promised Land. Blood, sweat, and a few appendages along the way. All in a day's work when you want to be known for your brutality. So why the hesitation in accepting one more scar. Have you lost that edge or has The God of xtreme come to the realization that you are a false prophet. Have you finally decided to bow to Daddy and accept him as your master? Come Sacrifice I will give give you your chance to pay tribute or I will bring you to your knees for the final time.
Well howdy there pardner.