ATT5: Queen of the Mountain

[Nausicaä Suzuki]

OOC Episode Number: 034. Name: ATT5: Queen of the Mountain Match: Shizuku Yamamoto Vs. Psychotic Goth Note(s): Had a sudden spurt of inspiration, lol.

“Victory is always possible for the person who refuses to stop fighting.” Napoleon Hill Today is a sunny day but there is no warmth to be felt. If anything the air itself feels colder than death and deader than a doornail as we look down from the cloudless sky above…to find ourselves among an armada of graves as the short brunette known as Shizuku Yamamoto slowly emerges from behind a tree with a lit candle in hand. Shizuku Yamamoto “Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth upon this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal…” Almost emotionlessly departs the shortest woman of SKY Force’s lips as she takes her slow steps forward. The wind stroking across the bottom of her black and blue floral kimono being the only thing we hear, other than Shizuku’s words, as she weightlessly steps over the grass before stopping at something capturing the brunette’s oak brown eyes. Shizuku Yamamoto “According to Hayley it was a famous speech for all Americans…I may not remember any other words from it, or much about the bearded guy who said it, but those words were spoken here…a battlefield. A battlefield where many have fought and died over their own goals, be it domination, emancipation or preservation…preservation that many of these brave, misled, souls have failed to achieve however…” Miss Yamamoto’s eyes never once drift away from the object that ensnared their attention as she slowly kneels down, causing our viewpoint to pan across to spot the source of said fixation, as well as where the brunette places her lit candle on…an uniformed line of granite with the word ‘UNKNOWN’ engraved across each tile. Shizuku Yamamoto “Like how I’ve repeatedly failed to achieve whenever it matters the most…protecting Hayley, avenging Hayley, warring for SKY Force and the numerous times I’ve crashed and burned every time I’ve tried singles glory. Like how I often find myself shackled to the chains of ‘she is just a tag team wrestler’, ‘a tag team specialist but nothing more’ or even ‘every group has a weak link, she is SKY Force’s’…not that I can blame them. My girlfriend’s a former World Champion, Charles’ a former Junior Heavyweight Champion, Nausicaä has won two tournaments on her own and both Rin and Tabby have done alright for themselves while I’ve…achieved nothing. Never the dominating one…always the dominated one.” Slowly leave her lips as Shizuku slips a small bottle of Lexapro out from one of her sleeves, opens it to take a couple tablets out and return it to said sleeve before slipping out a bottle of water from a different sleeve. The short SKY Force member didn’t need long to down the tablets with her water before her eyes finally drift their attention towards us. Shizuku Yamamoto “But what about you, Goth? Considering that you’re a Champion who obliterated a JROK legend for your Title, I figure that domination isn’t something new to you. Though the concept of soap might be…sorry. I must apologise…not for judging you by your appearance; instead for exposing some possibly personal information about you. Then again, ‘King of the Goths’, I guess you’re free to be whoever you want to be…judge, jury, executioner…or even merely a six foot five jackass who might as well be using this ‘Vampira’ to hide some kind of sadomasochism in plain sight. Or is all of that, self-imposed caption included, merely an act in a rather pathetic and pitifully vain attempt to preserve the image of crazy, intimidating, demon?” Miss Yamamoto shakes her head with a look that we can’t tell if it expresses mild amusement or pure apathy. Shizuku Yamamoto “If so then you are going to be in for one hell of a wakeup call at Supremacy, and not the so-called ‘Depths of Hell’ you claim to come from. Your ‘intimidation tactics’ might have worked against someone as innocent minded as Nausicaä but guess what? I don’t find anything about you intimidating at all. Those chains don’t scare me. Your constant barking is more annoying than frightening. Your fashion sense assembles more like a tramp than those our SKY Force Fund was set up to help. And that special weapon of yours - you know, the one you made yourself - the only chill I get from that thing is from my own struggle to not burst out laughing every single time I see it.” Sharply leave the Asian’s razor blade tongue before she reaches her right hand out to gently pick the candle back up. Afterwards she uses her head to motions for us to stay beside her before beginning to walk away. Shizuku Yamamoto “What is that sound, King of Goths? Am I beginning to hear your anger boil over? So what? I want you to be angry. I don’t want you to underestimate me and give me even a smidge less than the absolute worst you can ever give anybody. I want you to pour all of your brutality all over me like a goddamn fountain. I want you to cram every damn piece of your savagery into me like I’m a bloody Christmas turkey. I want to taste each and every succulent bite of Satan’s Judgement…” With the suddenness of a bolt of lightning Miss Yamamoto turns to face us and drops down onto her knees, nearly causing the candle to fall out of her right hand in the process, before yanking us down to be head level with her dampened eyes. Shizuku Yamamoto “I am on my knees, Goth. I am begging you, Goth. Beat me black, blue and every shade in between. Break every bone in my body and grind them to make some bread. Tear and rip into my flesh and squeeze all my blood out to make a thousand communion wines. Gouge my damn eyes out and use them as stress balls. You claim to love, be friends with and actually being Death itself…then prove it. I want you, no, I’m begging you, no, I’m pleading with you…to kill me. I ain’t afraid, I ain’t stupid and I ain’t running from you. If anything at Supremacy, I’m going to be running directly at you, ready or not-” Shizuku grips onto the top of her kimono with her free hand and yanks it open enough to reveal the grotesque sight of bloody bandaging across her chest, old burn marks on her shoulders and badly aged, and fragilely scabbing over, rips smothering her right bicep. Shizuku Yamamoto “-BECAUSE NOTHING YOU CAN EVER DO TO ME WILL BE ANYTHING COMPARED TO THE HELL I’VE BEEN PUTTING MYSELF THROUGH EVERYDAY FOR THE PAST THIRTEEN MONTHS!!!” Thunderously echoes in our ears as the technician slumps forward in her kneeling position. Most likely to neaten her kimono back up without us seeing as, after a few seconds where the only sound are the leaves being brushed by the silently chilly wind, she straightens back up with a more apathetic appearance. Shizuku Yamamoto “You may say that death is many things…but I disagree with all of it as death is only one thing…a mercy. A mercy that I am doomed to not get for a long time…and it is because of that I know an unfortunate truth. That truth being that - no matter what you do - I will always get back up, I will always put myself back together and I will always continue fighting all over this King of the Mountain Deathmatch until you…break…down. Don’t worry though, your so-called friend isn’t going to be a mercy for you either so you’ll be able to live…even if as a mere shell of the being that defeated Nausicaä those years ago in Belfast…” Trails from the brunette’s lips before she lifts the still burning candle up to be between us and her. Shizuku Yamamoto “This candle isn’t for the souls here, nor to either of us Goth, but it is instead in remembrance of a kingdom that will crumble to dust and be almost completely forgotten about afterwards. This candle burns for your Kingdom of the Goths and you can no longer be ‘King of The Goths’ without your gold. So treasure these final days, Psychotic Goth, because at Supremacy your gothic monarchy dies as I become Queen of the Mountain.” Almost snarls out the kimono wearing girl’s lips as she carefully places the candle down before getting up and walking out of view, leaving the final thing we see before cutting to black being the flickering flame dying out.