Innocence Nonexistent
Mar 25, 2015 3:49:11 GMT -5
Post by Dreamscape on Mar 25, 2015 3:49:11 GMT -5
”What is there to be afraid of in this world we call Earth? To most of you it’s being alone. I would never understand this sense of fear of being alone. Yeah I know what you’re thinking. What about Miro and Marshall. They’re my pack brothers, of course I’m with them majority of the time. But don’t think for a second we can’t stand by our lonesome. That’s what is wrong with you humans….You weak...pathetic humans...You get too attached. Attached to the ones you love. When are you going to wake the fuck up? HUH? Death consumes this Earth. You all have a date with him…
...But maybe we can make a proposition….”
...But maybe we can make a proposition….”
As the scene fades in Miro Brendan Sperling is seen laying shirtless on a bed with white cotton sheets covering his bottom half. A woman’s giggle is heard in the background as he cracks a smile. With the sun’s light shining through the window a shadow is seen near the foot of the bed with the curves of a woman. Miro looks at her up and down while licking his lips.
Miro Brendan Sperling
What are you doing with that, huh?
The woman laughs again as the the tan skinned woman with curly brown hair is seen standing there in the nude holding a necklace filled with wolf fangs twirling it around her fingers. She looks over to Miro with her green eyes while biting her bottom lip. Her name was Zoey Morris, Miros’s girlfriend or at least one of them. She often stayed over to his house during the week when she didn’t have to work. He didn’t mind, he enjoyed her company. Helped him relax some and ease his mind. She didn’t give him much of a fuss when he came back with blood all over him or anything. Of course she’d ask questions but she knew not to ask too many. Luckily Miro wasn’t like Marquis probably would have knocked her upside her head or simple plain out. And if it was Marshall...Well let’s just say she might of not survived the night.
Zoey Morris
Oh nothing, hehe. You know how much I love this necklace. Why won’t you just let me have it?
Miro Brendan Sperling
I told you….It’s sentimental…
Truth was that the necklace was a gift. A gift from the Goddess herself. She gave these necklaces to him and his brothers. The night of their first kill as wolves...It was a special night for them. A night that they would never forget. Miro raised his hand and the necklace flew from Zoey’s hands to his in a blink of an eye. Zoey’s eyes widened in excitement but quickly pouted playfully.
Zoey Morris
No fair Miro! Give it back!
Miro chuckled and looked down at his fang necklace. He turned and placed it on the table next to him right next to his Beretta 92FS and cell phone. Miro then looked back over to Zoey with a smirk.
Miro Brendan Sperling
Leve non….
He motioned his right hand up and instantly Zoey began to levitate in the air from where she stood. Zoey looked around and giggled, he’s done this before with her. She was used to seeing such things like this while being around him. Miro’s phone then begins to ring. He groaned as he didn’t want to be bothered right now but had no choice but to answer it. He teaches over with his left hand and picks up the phone.
Miro Brendan Sperling
Bonjou?
Marquis Barlowe Saxon
Get out here. We have to pick up Marshall, it’s time.
Miro Brendan Sperling
Aight, just lemme get dressed real quick.
Marquis Barlowe Saxon
Yeah okay...Hurry up.
Marquis hung up the phone a bit annoyed that he had to wait on Miro. After Miro hanged up the phone the scene transitioned to Marquis standing outside Miro’s door lighting up a dutch he earlier filled with some purple kush. He looks around the neighborhood, The hood..His house wasn’t too far away from here hence to why he chose to pick Miro up before. As Marquis smoked his dutch watched as the people walked down the street. A couple guys stood on a corner who were more than likely a couple of gang bangers who were dealing some sort of drug. On this side of the neighborhood the dealer would mostly deal a little bit of crank or a little bit of marijuana. Marquis didn’t mind them all that much. Why would he? The money was coming back to him anyways. From the left of him he heard a couple fighting. The woman tossing out most of the man’s belongings out a window.
Marquis Barlowe Saxon
Fucking insects…
He looks down at his diamond covered Rolex and sucks at his teeth.
Marquis Barlowe Saxon
How fucking long does it take?
Right after he says this the door flies open and Miro steps out onto the porch wearing a pair of denim jeans, a green U.S. Polo shirt with 2013’s Christmas edition of Lebron’s. Miro whipped his hair back before tying his dreads up into a pony-tail. Marquis sniffs and doesn’t bother to look back at him.
Marquis Barlowe Saxon
Smell like that bitch Zoey’s cunt. She’s up there isn’t she? Told you to dead that bitch already...Always playing with your fucking food.
Marquis shakes his head and begins to walk off while taking a hit from his dutch. He walks around a red Chevy Tahoe and get’s in. Miro follows while shaking his head. While climbing into the passenger seat he chuckles.
Miro Brendan Sperling
Oh I ate her alright…..
Marquis Barlowe Saxon
Shut the fuck up.
Miro laughed as they drove off and the scene fades away.
As the scene fades in in the living room of Candice Lewis’ home in Seattle, WA she flips through the channels looking for something to watch on this quiet Saturday night. It wasn’t that long ago that she visited a particular voodoo gift shop in New Orleans, LA during her recent vacation where a spell was casted onto her with the use of a voodoo doll. She got off work early today and didn’t make any plans with her friends for the night so Candice thought it’d be best just to go home and watch a movie with some strawberry ice cream. The room began to grow cold...Which was very strange as she didn’t have the air condition on and it wasn’t too cold outside. Candice didn’t think nothing of it as she managed to find a movie to watch, Insidious.
The room began to grow dark soon after...And darker….And darker until the television wasn’t visible anymore. But in Candice’s mind it would seem as if nothing was happening, more like she was day dreaming. Marshall Byron Stevenson face then appears behind her with his dreads hanging low in front of his face and his eyes glowing red behind them. He smirks revealing his wolf like canines.
Marshall Byron Stevenson
Hello there, Candice. Have you missed me? I know that I have but...I still seem to always be there with you. I know that you have been dreaming about me...Thinking about me..
Marshall Byron Stevenson
What’s the matter sweetheart? You’re not afraid of that big black wolf are ya? There’s nothing to be scared of, child. All you have to do is stop running. Stop fighting it Candice...You’re mine now. You don’t have to be afraid. Your soul is mine now, Candice. And it will forever...Be mine...Hahahaha…
Marshall begins to fade away for a moment but not until….A black wolf’s head appears on Candice’s left side looking at her as vicious as possible. He growls in her ear and barks while lunging as if he was about to take a bite from the side of her face. But before he could the darkness fades away and the movie has already began. Candice jumps and looks around scared as ever. The scene slowly fades to black...
The sounds of horns are heard in the background echoing in the midst of darkness. Marshall opens his eyes and smiles as he sees Marquis’ Suburban parked in front of his home. Marshall gets up and walks towards the car before getting into the back seat.
Marshall Byron Stevenson
We all set?
Marquis Barlowe Saxon
Yeah, Cacho bitch ass probably already there waiting for us.
Marshall Byron Stevenson
Good, lets not be late.
Miro grunts as he looks out the window.
Miro Brendan Sperling
Why it even matter if we late? That bitch ain’t going no where.
Why it even matter if we late? That bitch ain’t going no where.
Marshall Byron Stevenson
Paske li a sou respè
Miro Brendan Sperling
Respect? His ass don’t even respect us. Why the fuck should we respect him?
Marquis Barlowe Saxon
I’m with Bossou on this one. We should just kill that femèl chen, drag his fucking body and feed. He would bring such pleasure to the Goddess.
Marshall shook his head with a sigh that followed.
Marshall Byron Stevenson
As satisfying that would be, we can not I am afraid. This business with the Reyes Cartel is far too lucrative to damage it in any way as of right now. All we know is that the leaders of this organization respects our faith and our beliefs. We should show them the same respect onto them whether their employees do not feel the same. Now let’s go.
Marquis groans as he drives off while the scene then fades away.
Half Hour Later
The three members of Marinette Bois Sèch step out of the red Chevy Suburban with Marshall walking towards the back pulling out a bag. Martino Cacho leaned up against his black Aston Martin with his arms folded. He looks down to his watch and shakes his head.
Martino Cacho
You boys are late...Tsk...Tsk...Tsk.
Miro sucks at his teeth as he looks over to Cacho.
Miro Brendan Sperling
And n****, we here ain’t we?
Marquis Barlowe Saxon
Not like you have a date or anything right? Shut the hell up, before I walk over there and tear your voice box out with my teeth.
Miro Brendan Sperling
You like dogs, right? We can show you…
Marshall looks over to his brothers and growls. He walks over to Cacho and tosses a black bag over to him. Cacho tries his best to ignore Marquis and Miro with their threats. He didn’t believe that their black magic was real or the stories of them being werewolves but he wasn't foolish enough to try and find out if they were. Cacho squatted down towards the bag and opened it. He looked up a bit confused.
Martino Cacho
The fuck is this? Where are the bodies? The hell am I gonna do with just the fucking heads pendejo?
Marshall shrugs as he walks away from Cacho.
Marshall Byron Stevenson
Not my problem. Now leave.
Miro Brendan Sperling
What? We gotta eat too Cacho…..haha…
The three men get back into the car and drive off as Cacho looks down at the bag. He zips it up and shakes his head as the scene fades away.
[REC]
A small white rabbit is seen hopping through the grass towards the woods. The camera follows the rabbit into the woods as it stops to see a small carrot laying next to a fallen branch. It looks around to make sure the coast was clear. Good to go. It eagerly hops over to the carrot and picks it up beginning to nibble on the end. Behind the fallen branch a grey wolf was seen looking over it slowly at the the rabbit. Still eating away at the carrot, the rabbit did not notice him at all. After finishing the carrot the rabbit looked around to see if there was anymore but as it looked to it’s right a black wolf was seen standing over it. It tried to get away but the black wolf was too quick as he picked the rabbit up with his bare teeth and jerked him around. Blood began to stain the wolf’s teeth and he tossed off to the side. The two wolves look up and howl to the blue sky. The camera panned up to the sky with them and then slowly panned back down with Marshall Byron Stevenson standing next to the dead rabbit wearing all black. He wiped his lips that were covered with blood and looked over to the rabbit’s corpse.
Marshall Byron Stevenson
Innocence. There is no innocence in this world. There never was. There will never be. You people amuse me quite often as you like to think so. You think if you are nice to everyone that you will be spared. Spared from the wrath of the dark angel. If you don’t know this yet, let me be the first to tell you. None of you are safe. None of you will ever be able to avoid her wrath and the gift she brings, death. Not even how innocent you try to seem, Annie & Laurel.
He slowly looks back over to the camera and smiles.
Marshall Byron Stevenson
Don’t try and look so discouraged ladies. You should feel honored that it will be the power of Marinette Bois Sèch that frees you from this Earth. I’m sure you will not have a problem finding your way to the gates of Heaven….Haha..That’s if your precious God even bothers to invite you in his kingdom. Or if me and my brothers even wish to free your souls into the underworld. I feel bad for the two of you, genuinely. You both have your eyes on a pair of championship belts that me and my brothers also have our eyes on. And I am sorry to inform you that the road you travel stops here.
Marquis Barlow Saxton sits on the fallen branch also dressed in all black. He looks down to the soil and chuckles.
Marquis Barlowe Saxon
It’s not like the two of you ever stood a fucking chance anyways, right? Look at it this way. The better team will be able to move on and challenge. Who knows, I might even let you bitches cheer us on from ringside. Would you like that? Huh? I bet you would. Always so fucking chipper. Always so fucking clueless. No fucking wonder it was so easy for Lawless to full you time and time again, Annie. Too fucking gullible you are. Actually so much to the point I want to puke. I would never bother to take a bite out of you, probably too sweet for my taste. But Laurel on the other hand. Bitch, you’re just my fucking type.
Marquis looks up to the camera with a cocky smile.
Marquis Barlowe Saxon
You fucking flatter me. Wanting to learn more about the great goddess, Marinette Bois Sèch. Don’t worry honey, you don’t have to shop around. I can teach you. I can even introduce you to her if you are masterfully willing. You would like her. And she would love you...Why just learn about her when you can give yourself onto her?
Saxon then shakes his head as he gets up from the branch. He kicks away the rabbit corpse and walks walks towards the camera.
Marquis Barlowe Saxon
I rather not play with my food though. I rather just walk into Spartanburg and ran straight the two of you. And go onto claim what in the fuck is ours...I’ll be honest with you. I know the goddess is still pissed at the fact that we were refrain from the chance of taking the Mid-Atlantic Championship for ourselves but...What can you do? Have a group of infidels who don’t know any better fighting for it. Makes me wonder if we’re being saved for something much greater? Marinette always has a plan...And she never fails when she seeks out something. Certainly with the us as her most loyal pack at her will. Maybe this quest to take away what is making the Spitfires even worth looking at is what she has planned for us. Which ever it maybe, I simply do not care enough to worry about who it is that we spill blood from in honor of her. I will forever her. And you senseless mosa non kaka had better get on your knees and pray to your God for mercy…
Marshall begins to walk away as he chuckles.
Marshall Byron Stevenson
But we all know he will not bother to answer you..When has he ever? Haha..
Marquis laughs and shakes his head before following Marshall. The scene then begins to fade away with the sounds of howling echoing in the background.
”The souls that I keep have always been dear to me. I visit them often just to check in. They should be glad I saved them from floating into a world of the unknown. There is no heaven. This belief of that there is some sort of paradise after his life is nothing but a lie told by humans to make sure you all act a certain way.
And look at you all...You bought into the lie...Typical humans….”
