"When light no longer rose to kiss me,
I swore to tear Heaven asunder
As flights of fallen angels wished me
Godspeed on the Devil's Thunder."



***



Ambiance. That was the best way to describe the room that Elena Bellatrix was currently seated on. There was a certain mood of ambiance that just flustered through the air. Whether that ambiance was something that could be described as a darkened, haunting presence that had the undoubted ability to make one's blood chill, or whether it was just a calming presence that Elena thought she needed at this exact moment was something that was waiting to be seen, heard or even at this point felt. That...was something that still had to be determined and defined, that was for definitely sure.

None of the less the ambiance and aura that was settling itself in the airspace of the room was something that Elena would ultimately describe as ideal, at least for herself. The darkened, dusk of the room provided a real glow of melancholic light that suited Elena's own emotional state of mind at the time being. The only light in the room being the candles gave a certain, flustered glow. Perhaps the correct element of illumination for this evening's trains of thought and flows of consciousness. Nonetheless, all the combined elements where in the right places where Elena needed them. It was the ambiance and the distilled atmosphere and environment she craved and now it was in all full fruition.

The castle was somewhere in the middle section of Russia. Somewhere towards the direction of the Siberian Mountain Range but not as far as that. Nonetheless, when Elena was in a moment where her mental capacity was being strained all because of grand, major, happenings in her life this is where she retreated to. Her roots. The place where her ancestry was built. Right here at the Khabarov Castle in the middle-north of Russia. Touching with her ancestral roots was something that Elena believed was important to herself, as well as her self worth and when certain situations in her life began to increase exponentially, she always found her something coming back to this very, particular place. The omniscient candles, the distilled atmosphere and environment. In her mind this is her own, unique, personal, safe haven.

With her upcoming XWF debut on Warfare up against Kim Anderson being not just her debut match, but also a match that has an Xtreme Rules stipulation attached to it as well, Elena knew that the stakes could definitely not be higher, and on top of that, the fact that the stipulation was an Xtreme Rules match meant that the entire contest would be playing directly into her hands, and she'd be in an natural state of advantage. A place where she can openly utilize whatever chaotic, demonic and destructive thoughts she had brewing and storming inside of her mind, and would be able to utilize everything she had built up after all of this time, and release it has nothing less than pure, vented-up aggression in the middle of that ring. All kinds of weaponry legal for use...this to her was a perfect recipe for destruction, and she was the culinary expert at work making sure whatever plan she was continuously crafting inside of that brain of hers, would be truly executed to nothing short of absolute, fucking perfection.

***

The cold air breezed through the night as Elena began to express her thoughts openly on her up and coming XWF debut against Kim Anderson.



"So...riddle me this , even if it's just for one, single, solitary, second. For my debut match in the XWF they don't just put me up against Kim Anderson but on top of that they decide to make the match, a contest with Xtreme Rules stipulations? Don't the management of this company realize what they're doing? Well not just that. Doesn't the management of this company truly realize what they're getting themselves into, and what blood they are now decidedly putting on their hands?"

"If you're a bit confused or perplexed right now, please allow me to divulge just for one moment and explain exactly where I'm coming from, in hopes of perhaps helping you find clarity and maybe a solid ground in terms of this situation. In my brain and in my mind, something is not quite exactly right with me. Now I can't directly pinpoint what that exact problem o issue may particularly be, but I don't view the world and universe, with the same rose-colored lens that the average human does...well at least what the majority of this drenched-up, fucked-up society would openly define as normal. I possess a warped perception on the way things in this world works. That isn't a slightly different view mind you, this is going one level beyond that. I have a beyond fucking warped perception of how I ideally view things in this day and age in the world."

"Allow me to clarify what I mean by that. You putting someone who is an unhinged and unpredictable as me in an Xtreme Rules match in my debut nonetheless? As much as I am greatly humble and appreciative of the offer that XWF that the people in the thrones of upper management have decided to bequeath upon me, there is a certain, probably and likely situation that will occur come Warfare that you will all need to be aware of - particularly those of you in upper management. Whatever I do in there against Kim, is totally all on fucking you, and here are the two main reasons why."

And just like that a smile drew itself directly upon Elena's face. Not a normal smile mind you, but more of a slasher smile. A type of smile that told you upfront that the thoughts that are now currently doing nothing but just racing and pulsating through Elena's mind and certainly not good ones in the slightest. Thoughts that are definitely moving to a territory of the macabre.

"Reason number one. Kim Anderson is a veteran. She has been here for a while. Her mark and her place in the company's hierarchy has been set in stone and has been established for sometime during her - albeit "timid" tenure - thus far during her time in this company. She has her name, her image and her reputation that people who glue themselves to their television sets and watch weekly on this programming know who is she, and where she stands. If something drastic or perhaps even disastrous were to happen to her in a match during that tenure, whether it is being destroyed and decimated to nothing more than a bruised and bloody pulp, or if it's just being defeated nonetheless say...by a person who is having their very first match for the company you see how this upsets the status quo. How it manipulates and distorts beyond the point of recognition. You see if Kim Anderson beats me, people would end up just saying "She's a veteran, she's supposed to be able to beat someone who's just debuting for the very first time." Then if you reverse it, if you flip and turn the page over and put it on the other side, let's say she lost to me. Let's say I was victorious in defeating her. Then people everywhere, worldwide would descent themselves into a frenzied, manic gossip where the main overall discussion would end up being, "How did that happen? How did she lose to someone who had their very first match in the company?" You see, Miss Kim Anderson is a must-win situation. She has everything...to mother. fucking. LOSE."

"I on the other hand am in a very different predicament. You see, I'm heading into this war, this battle, this confrontation as my debut...and if you break all the rudimentary parts and try to piece this distorted puzzle together, what it means is that I'm heading to a situation where I have absolutely nothing to lose at all. If I lose to you come next Wednesday night, people every will just merely say, "She's a newcomer but she put one hell of an effort here. She'll bounce back. She'll pick herself up off the ground, shake it off, and let that momentum drive her home to the big time, the next time she does battle in that squared circle." Then if I win, then the accolades on me. The praise is showered on me. My ability and my status in this company would raise exponentially because everyone will say "She's a newcomer and she bit a veteran[/i[ in an [i]Xtreme Rules Match[/i[ in her XWF debut. So either way you have [i]everything to lose whilst I have nothing to lose, and once you break that down, that means there will be so much pressure on you. That pressure is going to feed, and feed and end up fucking feasting on your brain to the point where you'll lapse in there - I know you fucking will - and the exact second you do, I'm going to take advantage of the moment and I'll grind your skull into a bloody pulp with whatever weapon I can find in until your bones transform into a pile of fucking sawdust."

"Which brings me to my second point. The stipulation. The fact that it is Xtreme Rules is something that XWF should not have done but hell, it's their funeral. It's on their hands and no matter how many pints of blood I'm able to draw out of you as I smear it all over the canvas in a macabre painting of warpaint and pure, mechanized, destruction and anarchy, you know for a fact that it's not exactly the wisest idea for management to point someone who has disdained, and distorted violent thoughts in a contest that has extreme stipulations tied in to it...so with that being said, I'm going to give you a preview or a "taster' if you will of what I, Elena Bellatrix, am going to do to you, Kim Anderson, once we hit Warfare."

"I'm not going to beat you. That would be too simple. My job is to send out a statement, no matter how bloodthirsty, destructive or ravenous that statement may end up becoming. Every single weapon is out my disposal, and my personal weaponized artillery is going to come into full force. I'm going to attack every limb, joint, muscle, body part you name it - every single part of you is a target. I mean for fuck's sake Kim - YOU are a walking target this Wednesday. Because you KNOW FOR A FACT that the second that bell rings, the demon inside of me will protrude it's horns, it will spread her wings and she will rise like a unholy phoenix of immortal desecration and condemnation and it will do nothing less of causing pure pain, mayhem and undeniable destruction on you. You will be on the receiving end of the wrath of a demon scorned and perhaps everyone in XWF will get a taste...not a full idea just a '"taste" of what Elena Bellatrix can do so prep yourself Kim. Seriously. Because the second I awaken, that unholy phoenix will stop at nothing in it's wake to reduce you to nothing more than mere. fucking. ASH."