Post by Claire Hawkins on Jan 27, 2019 23:24:55 GMT -5
Witch Hunt
Part XII
War Focus
Neither here nor there
The Void
What is time?
Mary:
’This is a tremendous waste of time.’
?:
’Aaaaaaw, ya don’t mean that Maryberry. We’re helping people!’
Mary:
’You’re too much the simpleton Annette. We should not be sitting here waiting for them.’
Annette:
’Aaaaand you’re too much the worry wort Mary. We’ll be fine! There isn’t ANYBODY we can’t take down! RIght Claire?’’
Claire:
’We? What the fuck is with all this we shit? I am the only one doing anything! Far as I can tell, I’ve fucking gone nuts and the two of you are nothing but figments of my imagination.’
Annette:
’CLAIRE! You know that isn’t the case!’
Mary:
’We could be…..’
Annette:
’MARY!’.
Suppressing the urge to sigh loudly out of irritation Claire leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes, pinching the bridge of her nose with her left hand. How long had she been sitting here listening to them argue? Maybe they were bickering. EIther way, time had come down to a snail’s pace of a crawl and it was starting to fray her last nerve. Which was saying something! Normally she might have gone off the rails and simply cursed the two of them till she had been blue in the face. However, due to recent events both outside the ring as well as inside, she had discovered that patience was something that she sorely needed to expand upon.
Mary:
’Claire, what is it you want to do?’
With the mentioning of her name, Claire opened her eyes and fixed Mary with glare. Not that she could see it. Damn blindfolded bitch.
Claire:
’About what?’
Mary & Annette:
’Every[fontcolor=”pink”]thing!’[/i][/font]
Squared Circle News[/u]
New York, New York
January 22nd 2019[/i]
Dani Applegate:
“Hello wrestling fans, this is Dani Applegate here with a special edition of the Squared Circle News! How is this a “Special” edition? Well for starters the wrestling company that has taken the world by storm is nearing it’s one year anniversary. That’s right everyone! Action Wrestling turns One at Revolution! So, to kick off Revolution week here at SCN, I managed to get ahold of a special guest. She claims to be the Last Guardian of the Guardians, please welcome the Metal WItch Claire Hawkins!”
Claire Hawkins:
”Good Evening.”
Dani Applegate:
“Okay, before we get going, I just wanna ask you something. If that’d be okay.”
Claire Hawkins:
”What is it?”
Dani Applegate:
“Could you ease up on swearing while you’re here? I know it’s your thing, but this is more of a family orientated show”
Claire Hawkins:
”I can try, but I promise nothing.”
Dani Applegate:
“Good enough. So with Revolution less then a week away, just what is the atmosphere in the Action Wrestling locker room like?”
Claire Hawkins:
”I couldn’t say.”
Dani Applegate:
“Okay. How about the atmosphere of the Guardians? After all, you just had a match against your fellow Guardian sam Kidsgrove just the other night on Monday Night Clash.”
Claire Hawkins:
”Again, I really couldn’t say.”
Dani Applegate:
“Why not? Surely neither case is something hush-hush and secretive.”
Claire Hawkins:
”Do you want the honest truth?”
Dani Applegate:
“Of course!”
Claire Hawkins:
”As you wish. The truth is just as I have said. I really couldn’t say whether not not the morales were either good or bad. It’s not like I’m close with anybody in the company. So I really can’t say.”
Dani Applegate:
“What do you mean? Rumor has is that L Verez hand picked you to be a part of the Guardians, surely that means you have to have some sort of relationship with her or the Guardians as a whole.”
Claire Hawkins:
”Rumors are just that Miss Applegate; Rumors. I have repeatedly made it clear about what I think and where I stand with the group. Do not make me repeat myself.”
Dani Applegate:
“C’mon now, L Verez and yourself had a mid ring hug when you redebuted on AW television! You can’t expect me to believe that you’re still out for her blood.”
Claire Hawkins:
”Miss Applegate, I want you to listen to me VERY clearly. Verez and myself are NOT friends. Neither now nor ever. That hug back in December was just a case of me getting caught up in the moment and you best understand that it won't be happening again. Besides, I’m pretty sure I made it clear a few weeks ago when I claimed that I am the Last]/i\ Guardian. Now, I suggest we move on to the real BLEEEEP topic.”
Dani Applegate:
“You said you’d ease up on the swearing……”
Claire Hawkins:
”I said that I’d try. I didn’t make any BLEEEEP promises.”
Dani Applegate:
“F-fine then. With your recent loss to Sma Kidsgrove-”
Claire Hawkins:
”BLEEP him and {i]BLEEP[/i] you for mentioning it again.”[/font]
Dani Applegate;
“R-right, as I was saying, with your recent loss you have been placed against newcomer Ace Dillinger on the undercard. Now Dillinger, as you well recall, made his Action Wrestling debut against Lisa Foster just the other night during the Television Championship tourney.”
Claire Hawkins:
”Where he got utterly obliterated.”
Dani Applegate:
“Well yes, but you weren’t victorious in your debut match either.”
Claire Hawkins:
”Listen here Applegate. MY debut match was a BLEEEEP competitive match against the person that would become AW’s Women’s wrestler of the year. Dillinger? Dillinger got his BLEEP ass beat by BLEEEEP Lisa Foster of all people! You know who she is right? The Lisa Foster that her ass beat so bad by AW’s General Manager that she ran away and hid for how many BLEEEEP months?! The same Lisa Foster that has been getting HER ass kicked by Karlie Nash. Karlie BLEEEEP Nash of all people!”
Dani Applegate:
“To be fair, Nash did compete for the Action Wrestling Championship against L Verez and Sidney J. Warwick recently.”
Claire Hawkins:
”Not the BLEEEEP point here.
Dani Applegate:
“Then was IS the point?”
Claire Hawkins:
”That Ace has about as much of a chance at having a successful music career then he does of beating me at Revolution!”
Dani Applegate:
“But rumor has it that he WAS heading that direction before his band broke up. Maybe you're underestimating him based on last night’s Clash?”
Claire Hawkins:
”BLEEP NO! Dillinger is EXACTLY what he appears to be. An arrogant, self-indulgent, petulant little man-BLEEEEP-child that has this BLEEEP up notion that he is some kind of gift from some BLEEEEP god! Thing is, with that kicked of messed up mentality, he has no BLEEEEP idea what his in for once he steps into the ring with me. To say that I’m going to out wrestle him wouldn’t be NEARLY enough to describe what I’m going to do to him at Madison Square Garden. You can BLEEEEP quote me on that!”
Dani Applegate:
“Well there you have it wrestling fans. Quote the witch forever-”
Claire Hawkins:
”MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORE!”
New York Cafe
New York, New York
January 25th 2019
Annette:
’So...um….just WHY are we waiting here?’
Mary:
’To see if she shows as per the letter.’
Annette:
’Letter? Oh….THAAAT letter. I got’cha. Will she show though?’
Mary:
’That’s what we are waiting to see.’
Doing her best to ignore the conversation that Mary and Annette were having, Claire quietly sat at her table with a cup of hot tea sitting on the table in front of her. As much as she hated to admit it the unfortunate reality was that she too was unsure if her friend was going to show. The last time they had spoken hadn’t fared well. They say time heals all wounds, but she wasn’t so sure. Not in this case. They were on opposite sides thanks to the cruel hands that had been dealt by the fates. Therefore, nothing short of a miracle could change the paths they had been set to trod upon.
Waitress:
“Excuse me Miss, but somebody's claiming that you’re expecting them?”
Person:
”Hello Claire, it’s been quite awhile.”
Claire:
”I’m glad you made it, Henri.”
Clearly understanding that the two women knew each other, the waitress quietly made her departure while Claire and Henri were left staring at each other.
Henri Collins:
”May I take a seat?”
Claire:
”Fuck yeah.”
Still in a state of semi shock, Claire dumbly watched as Henri took the seat directly across from her. What was that about miracles and time healing wounds?
Annette:
[font color=”pink”’SNAP OUT OF IT CLAIRE! HER LIFE'S IN DANGER!’
WIth the Annette’s urgent voice thundering in her head Claire was brought back to reality. She couldn’t afford to lose focus. Not now! However, she needed to apologize first. For the last several months it had been eating away at her over how they had last parted ways.
Claire:
”Henri, I just want to te-”
Before she could fully utter her apology Claire was forced to stop when Henri leaned forward and placed her middle and index fingers gently upon her parted lips. With confusion in her eyes, Claire closed her mouth and stared at the woman. As if understanding what Claire had been about to say, Henri smiled and nodded once before leaning back.
Henri:
”Don’t worry sis, everything is as it should be. However, is it true? What you wrote in the letter?”
Claire:
”I know what I fucking saw. That shit isn’t something they can just explain away. Have you spoken to either of them yet?”
Henri:
”Not as of yet. They haven’t responded to any of my summons.”
Claire:
”Shit.”
That was to be expected. Why would they respond to the one they were after? Then again, if they haven’t responded then it just means that they have set their plans into motion. Which meant…..
Shooting up to her feet fast enough to knock her chair over, Claire took a quick look around at the alarmed faces around her before digging a Ten dollar bill out of her pocket and slamming it down onto the table. Taken aback by Claire’s sudden actions Henri didn’t say a word as she was grabbed by the wrist and pulled up to her feet.
Claire:
”We need to go.”
Henri:
”Claire?”
Without paying any mind to the various gazes that the other patrons were giving her, Claire pulled Henri across the cafe and towards the restrooms. There was only one place they could go at the current time and it was a place that she REALLY didn’t want to bring her sister to. The bunker in Boulder City.
Claire:
”Porta.”
Field of the Forgotten
Witches Haven
January 25th 2019
The scene opens up with a shot of Action Wrestling’s resident Witch standing atop of a small hill that was covered with a lush carpet of truly beautiful flowers. Dressed for battle; Claire stood with her feet shoulder width apart, her hand on her hips, and her eyes transfixed upon something on the horizon. Between her solemn demeanor and the sneer she wore on her porcelain face it was extremely evident that Action Wrestling’s Scream Queen had one thing on her mind. Victory.
Claire:
”Last week didn’t go how I had planned. Not in the fucking slightest. Instead of challenging DiVito like I SHOULD be, like I DESERVE to be, I am instead forced to step into the ring with you Dillinger.”
With venom dripping from every word it was clear just how she felt about what had transpired in the triple threat match earlier in the week on Monday Night Clash. Still refusing to look away from the horizon, Claire deepened her sneer into that of a contempt laden scowl.
Claire:
”Do you know how it feels Dillinger? To be denied your rightful fucking shot at something just because a man that is so fucking self absorbed decided that he should get another shot at something her had thrown away. That he had squandered. That he had willing thrown away only to end up getting another shot?
No you fucking don’t.
In fact, you’re that very type of guy. You sit back and think that you’re the gift from some sort of god. You think that you’re something more than a steaming pile of utter dogshit and that’s just fucking sad. It’s almost as sad as the music career of yours.”
For the first time, as she spoke of her opponent’s failed attempt at a music career prior to his joining Action Wrestling, Claire looked into the camera. The scowl that had been seemingly etched into her face melted away and was quickly replaced by that of a sinister smile.
Claire:
”Unfortunately for you, I’m not the sympathetic type.”
With the smile still on her face, Claire bent over and plucked a flower that had been standing at her feet. Once she had straightened her posture she slowly held the flower before her soe that the camera focus was solely on the flower.
Claire:
”I understand that’ll be difficult for your drugged poisoned mind to understand what I’m telling, but please try to keep your fucking goldfish short attention span focused. You see this flower? Do you see how beautiful and fragile it is? Now watch as I crush it much like how I’m going to crush you at Revolution.”
Slowly, Claire balled her hand up and crushed the flower that she had been holding. It was perfectly clear as to what she was trying to say.
Claire:
”Ace, at Revolution I am going to destroy you. I am going to dissect you. Hell, I’m going to completely dismantle you just because I fucking can. If you thought that your shitty life had ever been bad then it’s going to become far worse than you ever thought it could be. In fact, I want fight your oncoming destruction. I want you to fight it with everything you could ever possibly muster, because WHEN I defeat you…..no…..WHEN I obliterate everything about you it will nothing short of utter bliss. Just know that it’s not you that I’m looking at when I stand tall in victory. Not like a limp dick motherfucker like yourself could EVER show a woman bliss.”
Slowly she rotated her balled up fist till her tightly clenched fingers were facing the ground. WIth everything transfixed solely upon her fist, Claire opened her hand and allowed the crushed remains of the flower to fall to the ground.
Claire:
”Ignium.”
WIth power verbally laden with power, Claire ignited the crushed remains mid fall! Once those flaming remains touched the ground it ignited the other flowers as well! However, despite standing in the midst of flames raging, Claire continue to stare into the camera as shadows danced with the light of the fire on her face.
Claire:
”On January twenty-seventh a Revolution will be ignited, but you’ll be nothing but fuel for the fucking fire.”
WIth that said, the fire engulfed everything and the scene faded to black. However, just as the video was about to end, The four signature words could be heard like the crackling of a flame as it consumed.
Claire:
”Quote the Witch Forevermore.”
Part XII
War Focus
Neither here nor there
The Void
What is time?
Mary:
’This is a tremendous waste of time.’
?:
’Aaaaaaw, ya don’t mean that Maryberry. We’re helping people!’
Mary:
’You’re too much the simpleton Annette. We should not be sitting here waiting for them.’
Annette:
’Aaaaand you’re too much the worry wort Mary. We’ll be fine! There isn’t ANYBODY we can’t take down! RIght Claire?’’
Claire:
’We? What the fuck is with all this we shit? I am the only one doing anything! Far as I can tell, I’ve fucking gone nuts and the two of you are nothing but figments of my imagination.’
Annette:
’CLAIRE! You know that isn’t the case!’
Mary:
’We could be…..’
Annette:
’MARY!’.
Suppressing the urge to sigh loudly out of irritation Claire leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes, pinching the bridge of her nose with her left hand. How long had she been sitting here listening to them argue? Maybe they were bickering. EIther way, time had come down to a snail’s pace of a crawl and it was starting to fray her last nerve. Which was saying something! Normally she might have gone off the rails and simply cursed the two of them till she had been blue in the face. However, due to recent events both outside the ring as well as inside, she had discovered that patience was something that she sorely needed to expand upon.
Mary:
’Claire, what is it you want to do?’
With the mentioning of her name, Claire opened her eyes and fixed Mary with glare. Not that she could see it. Damn blindfolded bitch.
Claire:
’About what?’
Mary & Annette:
’Every[fontcolor=”pink”]thing!’[/i][/font]
Squared Circle News[/u]
New York, New York
January 22nd 2019[/i]
Dani Applegate:
“Hello wrestling fans, this is Dani Applegate here with a special edition of the Squared Circle News! How is this a “Special” edition? Well for starters the wrestling company that has taken the world by storm is nearing it’s one year anniversary. That’s right everyone! Action Wrestling turns One at Revolution! So, to kick off Revolution week here at SCN, I managed to get ahold of a special guest. She claims to be the Last Guardian of the Guardians, please welcome the Metal WItch Claire Hawkins!”
Claire Hawkins:
”Good Evening.”
Dani Applegate:
“Okay, before we get going, I just wanna ask you something. If that’d be okay.”
Claire Hawkins:
”What is it?”
Dani Applegate:
“Could you ease up on swearing while you’re here? I know it’s your thing, but this is more of a family orientated show”
Claire Hawkins:
”I can try, but I promise nothing.”
Dani Applegate:
“Good enough. So with Revolution less then a week away, just what is the atmosphere in the Action Wrestling locker room like?”
Claire Hawkins:
”I couldn’t say.”
Dani Applegate:
“Okay. How about the atmosphere of the Guardians? After all, you just had a match against your fellow Guardian sam Kidsgrove just the other night on Monday Night Clash.”
Claire Hawkins:
”Again, I really couldn’t say.”
Dani Applegate:
“Why not? Surely neither case is something hush-hush and secretive.”
Claire Hawkins:
”Do you want the honest truth?”
Dani Applegate:
“Of course!”
Claire Hawkins:
”As you wish. The truth is just as I have said. I really couldn’t say whether not not the morales were either good or bad. It’s not like I’m close with anybody in the company. So I really can’t say.”
Dani Applegate:
“What do you mean? Rumor has is that L Verez hand picked you to be a part of the Guardians, surely that means you have to have some sort of relationship with her or the Guardians as a whole.”
Claire Hawkins:
”Rumors are just that Miss Applegate; Rumors. I have repeatedly made it clear about what I think and where I stand with the group. Do not make me repeat myself.”
Dani Applegate:
“C’mon now, L Verez and yourself had a mid ring hug when you redebuted on AW television! You can’t expect me to believe that you’re still out for her blood.”
Claire Hawkins:
”Miss Applegate, I want you to listen to me VERY clearly. Verez and myself are NOT friends. Neither now nor ever. That hug back in December was just a case of me getting caught up in the moment and you best understand that it won't be happening again. Besides, I’m pretty sure I made it clear a few weeks ago when I claimed that I am the Last]/i\ Guardian. Now, I suggest we move on to the real BLEEEEP topic.”
Dani Applegate:
“You said you’d ease up on the swearing……”
Claire Hawkins:
”I said that I’d try. I didn’t make any BLEEEEP promises.”
Dani Applegate:
“F-fine then. With your recent loss to Sma Kidsgrove-”
Claire Hawkins:
”BLEEP him and {i]BLEEP[/i] you for mentioning it again.”[/font]
Dani Applegate;
“R-right, as I was saying, with your recent loss you have been placed against newcomer Ace Dillinger on the undercard. Now Dillinger, as you well recall, made his Action Wrestling debut against Lisa Foster just the other night during the Television Championship tourney.”
Claire Hawkins:
”Where he got utterly obliterated.”
Dani Applegate:
“Well yes, but you weren’t victorious in your debut match either.”
Claire Hawkins:
”Listen here Applegate. MY debut match was a BLEEEEP competitive match against the person that would become AW’s Women’s wrestler of the year. Dillinger? Dillinger got his BLEEP ass beat by BLEEEEP Lisa Foster of all people! You know who she is right? The Lisa Foster that her ass beat so bad by AW’s General Manager that she ran away and hid for how many BLEEEEP months?! The same Lisa Foster that has been getting HER ass kicked by Karlie Nash. Karlie BLEEEEP Nash of all people!”
Dani Applegate:
“To be fair, Nash did compete for the Action Wrestling Championship against L Verez and Sidney J. Warwick recently.”
Claire Hawkins:
”Not the BLEEEEP point here.
Dani Applegate:
“Then was IS the point?”
Claire Hawkins:
”That Ace has about as much of a chance at having a successful music career then he does of beating me at Revolution!”
Dani Applegate:
“But rumor has it that he WAS heading that direction before his band broke up. Maybe you're underestimating him based on last night’s Clash?”
Claire Hawkins:
”BLEEP NO! Dillinger is EXACTLY what he appears to be. An arrogant, self-indulgent, petulant little man-BLEEEEP-child that has this BLEEEP up notion that he is some kind of gift from some BLEEEEP god! Thing is, with that kicked of messed up mentality, he has no BLEEEEP idea what his in for once he steps into the ring with me. To say that I’m going to out wrestle him wouldn’t be NEARLY enough to describe what I’m going to do to him at Madison Square Garden. You can BLEEEEP quote me on that!”
Dani Applegate:
“Well there you have it wrestling fans. Quote the witch forever-”
Claire Hawkins:
”MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORE!”
New York Cafe
New York, New York
January 25th 2019
Annette:
’So...um….just WHY are we waiting here?’
Mary:
’To see if she shows as per the letter.’
Annette:
’Letter? Oh….THAAAT letter. I got’cha. Will she show though?’
Mary:
’That’s what we are waiting to see.’
Doing her best to ignore the conversation that Mary and Annette were having, Claire quietly sat at her table with a cup of hot tea sitting on the table in front of her. As much as she hated to admit it the unfortunate reality was that she too was unsure if her friend was going to show. The last time they had spoken hadn’t fared well. They say time heals all wounds, but she wasn’t so sure. Not in this case. They were on opposite sides thanks to the cruel hands that had been dealt by the fates. Therefore, nothing short of a miracle could change the paths they had been set to trod upon.
Waitress:
“Excuse me Miss, but somebody's claiming that you’re expecting them?”
Person:
”Hello Claire, it’s been quite awhile.”
Claire:
”I’m glad you made it, Henri.”
Clearly understanding that the two women knew each other, the waitress quietly made her departure while Claire and Henri were left staring at each other.
Henri Collins:
”May I take a seat?”
Claire:
”Fuck yeah.”
Still in a state of semi shock, Claire dumbly watched as Henri took the seat directly across from her. What was that about miracles and time healing wounds?
Annette:
[font color=”pink”’SNAP OUT OF IT CLAIRE! HER LIFE'S IN DANGER!’
WIth the Annette’s urgent voice thundering in her head Claire was brought back to reality. She couldn’t afford to lose focus. Not now! However, she needed to apologize first. For the last several months it had been eating away at her over how they had last parted ways.
Claire:
”Henri, I just want to te-”
Before she could fully utter her apology Claire was forced to stop when Henri leaned forward and placed her middle and index fingers gently upon her parted lips. With confusion in her eyes, Claire closed her mouth and stared at the woman. As if understanding what Claire had been about to say, Henri smiled and nodded once before leaning back.
Henri:
”Don’t worry sis, everything is as it should be. However, is it true? What you wrote in the letter?”
Claire:
”I know what I fucking saw. That shit isn’t something they can just explain away. Have you spoken to either of them yet?”
Henri:
”Not as of yet. They haven’t responded to any of my summons.”
Claire:
”Shit.”
That was to be expected. Why would they respond to the one they were after? Then again, if they haven’t responded then it just means that they have set their plans into motion. Which meant…..
Shooting up to her feet fast enough to knock her chair over, Claire took a quick look around at the alarmed faces around her before digging a Ten dollar bill out of her pocket and slamming it down onto the table. Taken aback by Claire’s sudden actions Henri didn’t say a word as she was grabbed by the wrist and pulled up to her feet.
Claire:
”We need to go.”
Henri:
”Claire?”
Without paying any mind to the various gazes that the other patrons were giving her, Claire pulled Henri across the cafe and towards the restrooms. There was only one place they could go at the current time and it was a place that she REALLY didn’t want to bring her sister to. The bunker in Boulder City.
Claire:
”Porta.”
Field of the Forgotten
Witches Haven
January 25th 2019
The scene opens up with a shot of Action Wrestling’s resident Witch standing atop of a small hill that was covered with a lush carpet of truly beautiful flowers. Dressed for battle; Claire stood with her feet shoulder width apart, her hand on her hips, and her eyes transfixed upon something on the horizon. Between her solemn demeanor and the sneer she wore on her porcelain face it was extremely evident that Action Wrestling’s Scream Queen had one thing on her mind. Victory.
Claire:
”Last week didn’t go how I had planned. Not in the fucking slightest. Instead of challenging DiVito like I SHOULD be, like I DESERVE to be, I am instead forced to step into the ring with you Dillinger.”
With venom dripping from every word it was clear just how she felt about what had transpired in the triple threat match earlier in the week on Monday Night Clash. Still refusing to look away from the horizon, Claire deepened her sneer into that of a contempt laden scowl.
Claire:
”Do you know how it feels Dillinger? To be denied your rightful fucking shot at something just because a man that is so fucking self absorbed decided that he should get another shot at something her had thrown away. That he had squandered. That he had willing thrown away only to end up getting another shot?
No you fucking don’t.
In fact, you’re that very type of guy. You sit back and think that you’re the gift from some sort of god. You think that you’re something more than a steaming pile of utter dogshit and that’s just fucking sad. It’s almost as sad as the music career of yours.”
For the first time, as she spoke of her opponent’s failed attempt at a music career prior to his joining Action Wrestling, Claire looked into the camera. The scowl that had been seemingly etched into her face melted away and was quickly replaced by that of a sinister smile.
Claire:
”Unfortunately for you, I’m not the sympathetic type.”
With the smile still on her face, Claire bent over and plucked a flower that had been standing at her feet. Once she had straightened her posture she slowly held the flower before her soe that the camera focus was solely on the flower.
Claire:
”I understand that’ll be difficult for your drugged poisoned mind to understand what I’m telling, but please try to keep your fucking goldfish short attention span focused. You see this flower? Do you see how beautiful and fragile it is? Now watch as I crush it much like how I’m going to crush you at Revolution.”
Slowly, Claire balled her hand up and crushed the flower that she had been holding. It was perfectly clear as to what she was trying to say.
Claire:
”Ace, at Revolution I am going to destroy you. I am going to dissect you. Hell, I’m going to completely dismantle you just because I fucking can. If you thought that your shitty life had ever been bad then it’s going to become far worse than you ever thought it could be. In fact, I want fight your oncoming destruction. I want you to fight it with everything you could ever possibly muster, because WHEN I defeat you…..no…..WHEN I obliterate everything about you it will nothing short of utter bliss. Just know that it’s not you that I’m looking at when I stand tall in victory. Not like a limp dick motherfucker like yourself could EVER show a woman bliss.”
Slowly she rotated her balled up fist till her tightly clenched fingers were facing the ground. WIth everything transfixed solely upon her fist, Claire opened her hand and allowed the crushed remains of the flower to fall to the ground.
Claire:
”Ignium.”
WIth power verbally laden with power, Claire ignited the crushed remains mid fall! Once those flaming remains touched the ground it ignited the other flowers as well! However, despite standing in the midst of flames raging, Claire continue to stare into the camera as shadows danced with the light of the fire on her face.
Claire:
”On January twenty-seventh a Revolution will be ignited, but you’ll be nothing but fuel for the fucking fire.”
WIth that said, the fire engulfed everything and the scene faded to black. However, just as the video was about to end, The four signature words could be heard like the crackling of a flame as it consumed.
Claire:
”Quote the Witch Forevermore.”