"LAKE OF MIRTH"

Sitting under an oak tree, Maki pondered the curveballs life throws at you. She almost didn’t sign for CWD as another company was sending her an email with a contract to sign but their servers crashed.

She had two places she wished to go and then the CWD contract came and she signed it. Now here she was in a title match for the now vacant California Pride Championship.

She mused on her victory over Nate Nolan. As she thought about how she had won yet another match, the lake in front of her started to vibrate, she could see the ripples on the water as the tree shook next and she saw the leaves escape their branches. She looked back and there was...something. In the water. Her expression didn’t change yet inside she wasn’t scared but very curious.



A figure emerged from the water, the outline was awfully familiar to her. The white wedding dress over the black and red body. As it got closer she knew who it was and wondered why she hadn’t felt her escape.

The figure got closer and closer, as the black wet hair fell on it’s shoulders, the white makeup, the black veins protruding from her skin, the blood trickling from her eyelids, the black ooze escaping from her lips. Melissa sat up straight as Daniela the Demoness peered at her, turning her head from side to side.



Melissa just watched her, feeling like an out of body experience, a mirror image of herself but more frightening. This had not been the first time she had seen her but usually it was in a mirror, in water or fire. She liked to be elemental. This time, however, it was up close and personal.



“Melissa Aki.”



“Um, yeah we have met before you know?”



“We are getting tired of being an afterthought in your conscious stream. We want to take control. We want the vessel to ourselves. We could snap your neck like a branch on this tree.”



Melissa yawned in her face, “Oh Dani, like how many times do we have to go through this? This is my body and while on the subject I am getting sick of you taking over during my matches.”



“We want blood. We need a sacrifice. We need a female to crucify for our Lord Lucifer. We fight the higher demons because we like the vessel but we may have to take you and torture your soul for eternity! Give us what we want and the vessel lives so it may carry us.”



“I think that is a No, babe.” She said with a glittering smile. “Hang on... Samantha Hamilton or Brit Anders could do well in hell. They have the attitude for it.”



“Who are these monstrous females?”



“They kinda think they are badass you know? When truly the only truly tough woman on the roster is me. Kendrick could be classed as female in some quarters but I think lucy would probably realise that hermaphrodites aren’t the same thing as a woman.”



“Are they all pure of body and mind? Can they be classed as virginal?”



“Not unless they got their hymens sewn back!”



Melissa laughs and Daniela sticks out a bony hand that clasps her throat tightly.



“This is no laughing matter, Melissa Aki. If we do not serve someone up they WILL take your soul!”



She loosens her grasp on Maki and stares intently at her as Melissa coughs., “Look take Anders. I mean she talks about how much she loves you all the time. Just one thing: Do not ever threaten or strangle me again?”



“I saved you, Melissa Aki. Do not forget that. I could have taken over your body, despatched your soul to hell but instead I eradicated that rapist and abuser. Without me there would be no you so do what we want and we all can live happily in the vessel.”



Maki had one of those red mist moments she often gets and leaped up as Daniela backed off curious about what was about to transpire. Melissa turned to face the tree and in a flash she had hit the Makihouse Kick but as her right boot swept into Daniela there was only black mist and she fell on her side.



“Get back here Dani this is not close to being over!” She screamed to the air as she felt the migraine come which was the sign the demoness was back inside her.


Fighting the migraine, Maki was leaning on the tree by the lake, that bloody Daniela, but then the thought of what was to come overcame her.

She felt a tingle as the thought of getting back in that ring for CWD made her so very happy and to win her first championship here too.



“What did I say Nathaniel? I defeated you again. I said I would make the title match and I did. Thanks for the memories, now back to irrelevance you go.

So now we move on to Wrestling Clinic two. It’s an apt name as I put on a damned clinic everywhere I go. California Pride championship on the line.

I said when I came here that I was here for the Pride championship and make it mean something again, put the Pride back into it and have a meaningful champion.

Nox could say the same, Samantha Hamilton probably not.



I have been around the block enough to know anyone can beat anyone at anytime. Factor in sneak attacks, incompetent officials and management as well as the rules of a triple threat.

We all know that if it was one on one then the victor would be yours truly as there is no one on this roster that makes me feel differently, that makes me question if I can win this. NO-ONE!

I represent the Dogs of War. I represent the new order in CWD, the focal point of what you need and want a champion to be. I know on social media they will tweet, ‘But Nox is a multi-time champion around the world.” I beat him once when there was nothing on the line imagine now that my future Pure Championship is at stake. ‘Samantha Hamilton is a Titaness and would kill your smaller frame.’ Again bogus. When we square up there will be times when she out powers me, I am not a moron I realise that but underestimate me at your peril.”



Her head rocks back, as Daniela gets close the surface, so she holds the feeling by thinking about her friend and rival Equinox.



“ Nox. You may claim that I didn’t pin you or make you submit but, buddy, I still won and you still lost. I will not and have not rubbed it in your face, my fellow paint wearing friend. You have stated that this is your chance at retribution as you lost that match we had. Is that what this match means to you? Just a chance to make one all in our matches? Your motivation seems completely off kilter. You should be DYING to win so you can be California Pride Champion but yet this seems the last thing you are thinking about. You also mention what a killer match it will be and yes that is a given with all three of us battling for the title but again I have to question your motivation, Nox. Whilst I am preparing for a battle to end all battles against the high flyer and the fucking Titan in my search to be Pride champion which means more to me than either of you know, you want to talk about a great match, to avenge a loss. This is why I am winning and you aren’t.”



“Samantha Hamilton. You came back here and now want the title that is to be mine. Well aren’t you special? In some ways we are similar. You have a couple inches in height and weigh a bit more in muscle. We both wanted to prove ourselves against men from an early age. We also both smash those obstacles in our way to smithereens. What you are is egotistical which is such an easy way to beat you. I am a psychological marvel and no matter what you say by the end of the match when I have the championship it will dawn on you that I sat comfortably on a chaise lounge in your psyche. All titans fall. Ask the Ancient Greeks if you don’t believe me. You maybe some muscled up freak with big boobs and blonde hair but when you face your antithesis you will fall like Atlantis into the sea. To you this is just another match to posture over. To me it’s everything!”



Her eyes turn black, the liquid seeping out of her eyes, blood pouring from her lips. She turns her head from one side to the other, screams like a banshee, “OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!” as we fade to black.