Infected

by Big Boi 702 Tue Oct 03, 2017 9:22 pm

As the well-earned victory of Davina Blair commenced, Blair took it to her own will, as she grabbed a microphone, looking to begin speaking

Tonight, I feast upon another soul! Another lost cause to the foundation that is of my uses. I shall wither upon what is left of the season of Ferocity and because of that, I humbly ask any “Vixen” in the lounge of the locker room, to a match at Climb 2 Fame. An expedition to truly find out who I, Davina Blair, am. But not to know who we are….

As she says that, the lights turn down. All you can hear and see is the crowd. Until a blood-curdling scream comes upon the arena. The lights flash as you can see another figure in the mix of Davina Blair. The lights slowly come back on, as a demon-like character is seen in the ring, holding Davina by the back of her neck, like a cat with their newborn kitten. He slowly goes for the microphone, receiving no resistance from Davina.

We are the infected...and the cured….we are what goals they try to conceive. We are the pathway they try to block. We are the anarchists and the rebels...We are Olysseus....

The lights go out as the same flashing lights continue. Until they turn back on, and the demon-like character, along with Davina, is gone from the ring.