Post by Damage on May 24, 2024 1:18:03 GMT -5
Hello. This is Brooke again and thank you for caring about what happens with Damage and I. There are a few missing details about our life together that I feel need to be filled in before we continue with our life together. I feel like not enough was said about my life before Damage. Perhaps one day he will speak of life before we met.
My mother and father were very good people. They taught me to think of others before myself and to make this world a better place. My mother was a missionary for a church that does not need to be named. My father was a famous surgeon who helped anyone who needed it regardless of their financial standing. My parents cared most about my schooling and the quest for learning. The goal was not wealth but the ability to help people less fortunate than myself. That has been my goal since the day I became a volunteer sponsor.
I mention my parents in the past tense because they died the day I became a sponsor. My mother had a long battle with cancer and my father was so overwhelmed by her death that he took his own life. I have never understood how he could leave me to be alone like that, but that is something I had to deal with.
First, I must explain the idea of a sponsor and how it works. My parents had left me a fairly large inheritance. Their will stated that part of that money was to be used to help others. I established a foundation to help others that had been born into bad situations. Basically I am the only sponsor.
The first person that was sponsored by my foundation was a man who suffered from multiple personality disorder. For two months he was highly paranoid and thought I was trying to kill him. After a few months he became convinced I was a virgin who was to give birth to the anti-Christ. He strapped me to an altar to sacrifice me to save the world. I was saved at the last moment by the FBI. It was suggested that I didn't see him anymore. He was committed to a mental institution. He committed suicide three days later.
The second man was Damage. When I met him he was very closed off to the world. A big part of our time together was to get him to open up. I heard he had a bad childhood and tried to get him to talk about it. I am not sure if he just refused or was unable to. Slowly but surely he opened up to me. Damage has a quality that I find very attractive. He has a way of looking at me that melts my heart. When he showed me a different side of him, I knew he was the man for me. Damage is now sleeping in his room and I feel he is happy and as usual back to the man he is used to be, after winning the Rebellion Championship.
The camera cut to show Damage sleeping in his bed. The room is coated in the scarlet hues that can not be confused with blood. There are blood skeletons surrounding the altar of sacrifice. The stench of death fills the room. The wailing of the innocent victims fills the room. A distinct sobbing can be heard from the woman strapped to the altar. She is cuffed by the ankles and wrists as a familiar figure can be seen sharpening a blade.
The evil grin steals across his face as the woman is pleading for the mercy she will never find. Talking sense to the insane is usually a waste of time. This is no exception to that rule. Her only chance of survival was to try to get through to him. The woman is Brooke. The evil man is Damage, the new Rebellion champion.
Brooke:"Damage, you do not have to do this. You are not this man! You are kind. Fight this!"
Manny: "Damage is dead! Damage was a weak ass little bitch. Manny is strong in all the ways he was weak. He could not have won that match without me. Damage became soft. I have a thirst for blood and revenge. Sorry, sweet pea. He should have bled out several times over. He was afraid of letting you down. I live and thrive off of his fears. I feast on his tears. The only sad part of that whole situation was that those insignificant beings did not bleed fucking more."
Brooke: "Damage would have won anyways because he has what you lack and that is heart. Why are you doing this?"
Manny: "Damage's parents were the personification of evil. They beat the shit out of him. They sexually abused him. They tortured him in a basement at a young age. They committed atrocities that you would not even understand. Those two were trying to build the Anti Christ. Damage was taught to be the devil's seed. Unfortunately there were unseen circumstances that prevented that. No one could have guessed how that damaged brain works differently now. Damage's brain protected him from the trauma."
Brooke: "Damage is going to kick your ass!"
Manny is laughing at what he deems to be a ridiculous statement. He chuckles heartily at the thought of it all. His blood stained apron is being used to clean off the blade in his hand. He gets face to face with Brooke as she is sobbing in terror.
Manny: "Your friend is weak. I am the personification of what should have been created by those insane parents of his. He was conceived from evil. His father raped his mother and drove her to insanity. He was born into hate. If it were not for his brain protecting him that is exactly what would have been created. This should have been me all along. Had his training been completed that would have happened."
Brooke: "But Damage fought you and won. So perhaps he is not as weak as you claim him to be."
Manny: "ENOUGH!"
Manny uses the knife to cut the buttons from her blouse off one by one as he begins kissing her neck. His stinking breath is making her gag. The evil side begins pulling off his apron to undress. She is begging for him to stop but he won't.
Manny: "I am going to scar you for the rest of your life. Damage might have fought me off, but you won't princess! I will turn you into the evil Damage resisted. Lie back and enjoy it. Everything will be as it should be!"
Brooke: "DAMAGE!!!!!!!"
With a startling jump, Damage sits up from his bed in his room shaking. These nightmares were coming more and more frequently. They had gotten so bad he hated shutting his eyes. The room Changes into the most pure form of white the human eye has ever seen. The untamed Demon was dressed in a pure white Suite with white pants and shoes. The big man opens his eyes and stands up to survey his surroundings as we hear a familiar voice.
Kash: "Congratulations, champ!"
Damage: "Save it! We both know I didn't do this by myself."
Kash is dressed exactly the same as Damage. The two men were a direct contrast. While Damage is huge and well built, Kash is very pale. Kash is a very skinny person, while Damage is cut out of stone. Kash smiles as Damage as he begins to speak.
Kash: "Yes you did. I am you! Have you learned nothing from our time together? Even if I take over, I am still fucking you. You won that shit all by yourself. Just like you are going to beat Donnie Harris in Indianapolis. Everything is all you, my man! Okay I know you have more questions so hit me with them."
Damage:"What happened to my parents and my little Brother?"
Kash: "You killed them."
Damage: "What?"
Kash: "Well technically I took over and murdered them to protect you. They needed to die and your brain created me to protect you from them. They were trying to create absolute evil and since my purpose is to protect you they had to fucking die violently!"
Damage: "How?"
Kash: "When you think about it, it is very ironic how those assholes fucking died. Your Little Brother was always a sweet heart to your parents. First I killed him thinking that "they" would love their then only child and that is you. But, nothing improved so, I plotted for weeks to make sure nothing went wrong. You never fought back against them so they stopped putting you in restraints for your 'training' sessions. I had a knife concealed. They came down ready to torture but I sliced their throat soon after pumping them full of aspirin. Then I locked the door as I left. Your parents bled to death. Considering how you won that title you are so proud of, it seems like irony to me. Because I knew from first-hand experience that they worked. Too bad none of your opponents ate them. Damage, even if I do something it's the same as if you did it. Donnie Harris is next. You instinctively know what to do because of the nasty things your parents taught you. Of course your brain blocked that shit out, but instinct is instinct."
Damage: "You are a real piece of work! I have been having nightmares for weeks about a guy named Manny. Why is that happening?"
Kash: "Manny is the destructive side of you. Manny is the result of what you would have turned into had you not been special. Manny is every bit as real as I am. My purpose is to protect you. His purpose is to destroy you so he can take over your body. He would kill me off and control you completely. The man you are currently would cease to exist and Manny would be allowed to reign."
Damage: "Seriously?"
Kash: "Manny is currently locked away in the recesses of your brain because I put his bitch ass there. Because you parents did not finish their job, he was not as strong as he was meant to be. I smacked the shit out of him like you are going to do to Donnie Harris. He is locked there but he is growing stronger. Before long those prison walls will not hold. He grows stronger because of your fears and insecurities. You need to get those things under control or things are going to get real serious around here. No one will be safe. Not Brooke, Not Colossus, Not his side kick Dick Trickle, Not any of the wrestlers in EPW and WGWF. NO FUCKING BODY!"
Damage: "How does all of that work?"
Kash: "You are going into the recesses of your mind to face Manny while he is in prison. The more you fear him the stronger he gets. You need to not only face those fears and conquer them, but control your dreams and aspirations. You are the only one that can keep him recessive and not dominant. Go now! There is no time to waste."
Kash disappears as we are in the same exact room that Manny was torturing Brooke in Damage's nightmare. The man is wearing the bloodstained apron as Brooke is held helpless. Brooke is very happy to see him.
Brooke: "Damage!!!!!"
Manny: "What the fuck? How the fuck did you get here? FUCKING Kash!!!"
Damage: "Mr. Manny, you think I fear you?"
Manny: "Fucking Damned right you do. The best part is that for everything you have done to fight me, including creating that cock sucker Kash, is for nothing. Your fear grows me stronger each day. Before long these walls will not hold me and there isn't a damned thing Kash can do about it."
Damage: "I have fought you before and won. I have battled with you every day of my life. You think Ms. Brooke makes me weak. She makes me stronger than you will ever be. You think having no conscience is strong. It makes you the punk I have slapped around every day of my life. She gives me the inspiration to fight. I fear nothing when it comes to her."
Manny: "Nice try, dip-shit. You fear her knowing about you and I. She fucking left the last guy she was with because of his multiple personalities. She left him. She will do the same shit to you. You are afraid of her finding out about you. This is how I grow stronger every day. That is the proof of what I say is the fucking truth. Keep reading that so I can go bitchslap Kash."
Damage: "She already knows."
Manny: "Bullshit!"
Damage: "She knew there was something off due to her training. She knew when we had sex. There is nothing to fear because she knows. Besides that asshole she was with before tried to murder her. That can put a damper on things."
Manny: "You fear being exposed as a fraud due to winning that title you are so proud of. If Donnie Harris kicks the shit out of you then you are nothing, which is exactly what you fear."
Damage: "I already won the Rebel Title. Even if Mr. Donnie beats me, nothing changes the fact that I won that match. Even if I were to lose, I will still be the EPW’s Rebellion Champion. So what exactly is it that you think I fear?"
Manny: "You fear being exposed as a fraud and a cheater."
Damage: "I never had any help from anyone."
Manny: "You have had help from Kash and me. I wasn't trying to help you. I just wanted to beat the shit out of someone before Kash put me back in prison."
Damage: "Are you always this dumb? You are me, Lackey! Mister Kash is me. We are all the same person. There was no cheating and there was no fraud. Beating Mister Harris will prove that. So you want to try again?"
Manny: "You can say you don't fear these things, but that doesn't mean you don't. if Donnie Harris isn’t but certainly Colossus is going to kick your ass!"
Damage: "He had that chance last week. He came up short and walked away. What makes you think this week will be any different? He had everything to gain last week and lost. This week too, I will proove you that he will gain nothing. I will prove once and for all there is nothing to fear."
Manny: "You are telling me you don't fear losing that pretty little title you are so proud of?"
Damage: "I will lose it eventually. I mean my name is not Undertaker or Stone Cold Steve Austin. I'm not going to win every match for all eternity. How does one fear the inevitable? Do I fear the sun coming up in the East? Was I afraid when I lost to Mr. Colossus? I came back and beat everyone. Failure is a motivator not a fear!"
Manny: "Do you fear losing our little princess here?"
Damage: "Yes."
Manny: "I knew it!"
Damage: "But you need to realize that if you even attempt it I will raise hell and unleash it on you. Yes you are part of me but not here. I can punch you in your ugly face and you will bleed. The question is do you fear me? Fear is about control. You have no control. As a matter of a fact, you are my bitch. You are reliant on me to become dominant. You need to instill fear in me to grow stronger. You get as strong as I allow you to. You have no control and never ever will!"
Manny: "I fucking hate you Damage!"
Damage: "Your hate is what makes you a straight up weakling. You think that hate makes you strong. Overcoming fears and insecurities is what makes you stronger. You live to cause pain. A pain I will never allow. Now sit down before I knock you down."
Manny stands up to face Damage, but can barely stand. Kash Knocks him down to the ground as he frees Brooke. She hugs him but Damage has disappeared. She soon disappears leaving only a weakened Manny knocked off.
Damage is now standing in front of Kash. They are both laughing as we can still see Manny throwing a fit in his prison. The walls are now reinforced. Manny is not getting out any time soon.
Kash: "Good job!"
Damage: "Why are you playing chess by yourself?"
Kash: "You want to play?"
Damage: "Isn't it a sin to play with yourself?"
Kash: "And you say my jokes are bad?"
Damage: "They are."
Kash: "Do me a favor and kick some ass in Indianapolis, Indiana."
Damage: "I'll see what I can do. Mr. Donnie Harris is pretty good man."
Kash: "Not as good as us."
Damage: "Me!?!? We are the same person. Try not to forget that."
Kash: "You are learning, Damage. See ya."
The new Rebel Champio opens his eyes and props himself up on his elbows. He looks at the beautiful woman lying next to him. Damage finds great pleasure in watching her sleep. She always looks so pretty in that relaxed state. She begins to stir as her eyes are half open in that first waking up stage. He finds her very cute in this state.
Brooke: "How long have you been awake?"
Damage: "A while."
Brooke: "Damage, have you ever pictured me handcuffed?"
Damage: "That's an odd question!"
Brooke: "I had an odd dream, Damage. This asshole had me handcuffed on a bed and you saved me. You kissed me and rescued me. You are my knight in shining armor."
Damage:"Did he have a name?"
Brooke: "Kash."
Damage: "Son of a bitch!"
My mother and father were very good people. They taught me to think of others before myself and to make this world a better place. My mother was a missionary for a church that does not need to be named. My father was a famous surgeon who helped anyone who needed it regardless of their financial standing. My parents cared most about my schooling and the quest for learning. The goal was not wealth but the ability to help people less fortunate than myself. That has been my goal since the day I became a volunteer sponsor.
I mention my parents in the past tense because they died the day I became a sponsor. My mother had a long battle with cancer and my father was so overwhelmed by her death that he took his own life. I have never understood how he could leave me to be alone like that, but that is something I had to deal with.
First, I must explain the idea of a sponsor and how it works. My parents had left me a fairly large inheritance. Their will stated that part of that money was to be used to help others. I established a foundation to help others that had been born into bad situations. Basically I am the only sponsor.
The first person that was sponsored by my foundation was a man who suffered from multiple personality disorder. For two months he was highly paranoid and thought I was trying to kill him. After a few months he became convinced I was a virgin who was to give birth to the anti-Christ. He strapped me to an altar to sacrifice me to save the world. I was saved at the last moment by the FBI. It was suggested that I didn't see him anymore. He was committed to a mental institution. He committed suicide three days later.
The second man was Damage. When I met him he was very closed off to the world. A big part of our time together was to get him to open up. I heard he had a bad childhood and tried to get him to talk about it. I am not sure if he just refused or was unable to. Slowly but surely he opened up to me. Damage has a quality that I find very attractive. He has a way of looking at me that melts my heart. When he showed me a different side of him, I knew he was the man for me. Damage is now sleeping in his room and I feel he is happy and as usual back to the man he is used to be, after winning the Rebellion Championship.
The camera cut to show Damage sleeping in his bed. The room is coated in the scarlet hues that can not be confused with blood. There are blood skeletons surrounding the altar of sacrifice. The stench of death fills the room. The wailing of the innocent victims fills the room. A distinct sobbing can be heard from the woman strapped to the altar. She is cuffed by the ankles and wrists as a familiar figure can be seen sharpening a blade.
The evil grin steals across his face as the woman is pleading for the mercy she will never find. Talking sense to the insane is usually a waste of time. This is no exception to that rule. Her only chance of survival was to try to get through to him. The woman is Brooke. The evil man is Damage, the new Rebellion champion.
Brooke:"Damage, you do not have to do this. You are not this man! You are kind. Fight this!"
Manny: "Damage is dead! Damage was a weak ass little bitch. Manny is strong in all the ways he was weak. He could not have won that match without me. Damage became soft. I have a thirst for blood and revenge. Sorry, sweet pea. He should have bled out several times over. He was afraid of letting you down. I live and thrive off of his fears. I feast on his tears. The only sad part of that whole situation was that those insignificant beings did not bleed fucking more."
Brooke: "Damage would have won anyways because he has what you lack and that is heart. Why are you doing this?"
Manny: "Damage's parents were the personification of evil. They beat the shit out of him. They sexually abused him. They tortured him in a basement at a young age. They committed atrocities that you would not even understand. Those two were trying to build the Anti Christ. Damage was taught to be the devil's seed. Unfortunately there were unseen circumstances that prevented that. No one could have guessed how that damaged brain works differently now. Damage's brain protected him from the trauma."
Brooke: "Damage is going to kick your ass!"
Manny is laughing at what he deems to be a ridiculous statement. He chuckles heartily at the thought of it all. His blood stained apron is being used to clean off the blade in his hand. He gets face to face with Brooke as she is sobbing in terror.
Manny: "Your friend is weak. I am the personification of what should have been created by those insane parents of his. He was conceived from evil. His father raped his mother and drove her to insanity. He was born into hate. If it were not for his brain protecting him that is exactly what would have been created. This should have been me all along. Had his training been completed that would have happened."
Brooke: "But Damage fought you and won. So perhaps he is not as weak as you claim him to be."
Manny: "ENOUGH!"
Manny uses the knife to cut the buttons from her blouse off one by one as he begins kissing her neck. His stinking breath is making her gag. The evil side begins pulling off his apron to undress. She is begging for him to stop but he won't.
Manny: "I am going to scar you for the rest of your life. Damage might have fought me off, but you won't princess! I will turn you into the evil Damage resisted. Lie back and enjoy it. Everything will be as it should be!"
Brooke: "DAMAGE!!!!!!!"
With a startling jump, Damage sits up from his bed in his room shaking. These nightmares were coming more and more frequently. They had gotten so bad he hated shutting his eyes. The room Changes into the most pure form of white the human eye has ever seen. The untamed Demon was dressed in a pure white Suite with white pants and shoes. The big man opens his eyes and stands up to survey his surroundings as we hear a familiar voice.
Kash: "Congratulations, champ!"
Damage: "Save it! We both know I didn't do this by myself."
Kash is dressed exactly the same as Damage. The two men were a direct contrast. While Damage is huge and well built, Kash is very pale. Kash is a very skinny person, while Damage is cut out of stone. Kash smiles as Damage as he begins to speak.
Kash: "Yes you did. I am you! Have you learned nothing from our time together? Even if I take over, I am still fucking you. You won that shit all by yourself. Just like you are going to beat Donnie Harris in Indianapolis. Everything is all you, my man! Okay I know you have more questions so hit me with them."
Damage:"What happened to my parents and my little Brother?"
Kash: "You killed them."
Damage: "What?"
Kash: "Well technically I took over and murdered them to protect you. They needed to die and your brain created me to protect you from them. They were trying to create absolute evil and since my purpose is to protect you they had to fucking die violently!"
Damage: "How?"
Kash: "When you think about it, it is very ironic how those assholes fucking died. Your Little Brother was always a sweet heart to your parents. First I killed him thinking that "they" would love their then only child and that is you. But, nothing improved so, I plotted for weeks to make sure nothing went wrong. You never fought back against them so they stopped putting you in restraints for your 'training' sessions. I had a knife concealed. They came down ready to torture but I sliced their throat soon after pumping them full of aspirin. Then I locked the door as I left. Your parents bled to death. Considering how you won that title you are so proud of, it seems like irony to me. Because I knew from first-hand experience that they worked. Too bad none of your opponents ate them. Damage, even if I do something it's the same as if you did it. Donnie Harris is next. You instinctively know what to do because of the nasty things your parents taught you. Of course your brain blocked that shit out, but instinct is instinct."
Damage: "You are a real piece of work! I have been having nightmares for weeks about a guy named Manny. Why is that happening?"
Kash: "Manny is the destructive side of you. Manny is the result of what you would have turned into had you not been special. Manny is every bit as real as I am. My purpose is to protect you. His purpose is to destroy you so he can take over your body. He would kill me off and control you completely. The man you are currently would cease to exist and Manny would be allowed to reign."
Damage: "Seriously?"
Kash: "Manny is currently locked away in the recesses of your brain because I put his bitch ass there. Because you parents did not finish their job, he was not as strong as he was meant to be. I smacked the shit out of him like you are going to do to Donnie Harris. He is locked there but he is growing stronger. Before long those prison walls will not hold. He grows stronger because of your fears and insecurities. You need to get those things under control or things are going to get real serious around here. No one will be safe. Not Brooke, Not Colossus, Not his side kick Dick Trickle, Not any of the wrestlers in EPW and WGWF. NO FUCKING BODY!"
Damage: "How does all of that work?"
Kash: "You are going into the recesses of your mind to face Manny while he is in prison. The more you fear him the stronger he gets. You need to not only face those fears and conquer them, but control your dreams and aspirations. You are the only one that can keep him recessive and not dominant. Go now! There is no time to waste."
Kash disappears as we are in the same exact room that Manny was torturing Brooke in Damage's nightmare. The man is wearing the bloodstained apron as Brooke is held helpless. Brooke is very happy to see him.
Brooke: "Damage!!!!!"
Manny: "What the fuck? How the fuck did you get here? FUCKING Kash!!!"
Damage: "Mr. Manny, you think I fear you?"
Manny: "Fucking Damned right you do. The best part is that for everything you have done to fight me, including creating that cock sucker Kash, is for nothing. Your fear grows me stronger each day. Before long these walls will not hold me and there isn't a damned thing Kash can do about it."
Damage: "I have fought you before and won. I have battled with you every day of my life. You think Ms. Brooke makes me weak. She makes me stronger than you will ever be. You think having no conscience is strong. It makes you the punk I have slapped around every day of my life. She gives me the inspiration to fight. I fear nothing when it comes to her."
Manny: "Nice try, dip-shit. You fear her knowing about you and I. She fucking left the last guy she was with because of his multiple personalities. She left him. She will do the same shit to you. You are afraid of her finding out about you. This is how I grow stronger every day. That is the proof of what I say is the fucking truth. Keep reading that so I can go bitchslap Kash."
Damage: "She already knows."
Manny: "Bullshit!"
Damage: "She knew there was something off due to her training. She knew when we had sex. There is nothing to fear because she knows. Besides that asshole she was with before tried to murder her. That can put a damper on things."
Manny: "You fear being exposed as a fraud due to winning that title you are so proud of. If Donnie Harris kicks the shit out of you then you are nothing, which is exactly what you fear."
Damage: "I already won the Rebel Title. Even if Mr. Donnie beats me, nothing changes the fact that I won that match. Even if I were to lose, I will still be the EPW’s Rebellion Champion. So what exactly is it that you think I fear?"
Manny: "You fear being exposed as a fraud and a cheater."
Damage: "I never had any help from anyone."
Manny: "You have had help from Kash and me. I wasn't trying to help you. I just wanted to beat the shit out of someone before Kash put me back in prison."
Damage: "Are you always this dumb? You are me, Lackey! Mister Kash is me. We are all the same person. There was no cheating and there was no fraud. Beating Mister Harris will prove that. So you want to try again?"
Manny: "You can say you don't fear these things, but that doesn't mean you don't. if Donnie Harris isn’t but certainly Colossus is going to kick your ass!"
Damage: "He had that chance last week. He came up short and walked away. What makes you think this week will be any different? He had everything to gain last week and lost. This week too, I will proove you that he will gain nothing. I will prove once and for all there is nothing to fear."
Manny: "You are telling me you don't fear losing that pretty little title you are so proud of?"
Damage: "I will lose it eventually. I mean my name is not Undertaker or Stone Cold Steve Austin. I'm not going to win every match for all eternity. How does one fear the inevitable? Do I fear the sun coming up in the East? Was I afraid when I lost to Mr. Colossus? I came back and beat everyone. Failure is a motivator not a fear!"
Manny: "Do you fear losing our little princess here?"
Damage: "Yes."
Manny: "I knew it!"
Damage: "But you need to realize that if you even attempt it I will raise hell and unleash it on you. Yes you are part of me but not here. I can punch you in your ugly face and you will bleed. The question is do you fear me? Fear is about control. You have no control. As a matter of a fact, you are my bitch. You are reliant on me to become dominant. You need to instill fear in me to grow stronger. You get as strong as I allow you to. You have no control and never ever will!"
Manny: "I fucking hate you Damage!"
Damage: "Your hate is what makes you a straight up weakling. You think that hate makes you strong. Overcoming fears and insecurities is what makes you stronger. You live to cause pain. A pain I will never allow. Now sit down before I knock you down."
Manny stands up to face Damage, but can barely stand. Kash Knocks him down to the ground as he frees Brooke. She hugs him but Damage has disappeared. She soon disappears leaving only a weakened Manny knocked off.
Damage is now standing in front of Kash. They are both laughing as we can still see Manny throwing a fit in his prison. The walls are now reinforced. Manny is not getting out any time soon.
Kash: "Good job!"
Damage: "Why are you playing chess by yourself?"
Kash: "You want to play?"
Damage: "Isn't it a sin to play with yourself?"
Kash: "And you say my jokes are bad?"
Damage: "They are."
Kash: "Do me a favor and kick some ass in Indianapolis, Indiana."
Damage: "I'll see what I can do. Mr. Donnie Harris is pretty good man."
Kash: "Not as good as us."
Damage: "Me!?!? We are the same person. Try not to forget that."
Kash: "You are learning, Damage. See ya."
The new Rebel Champio opens his eyes and props himself up on his elbows. He looks at the beautiful woman lying next to him. Damage finds great pleasure in watching her sleep. She always looks so pretty in that relaxed state. She begins to stir as her eyes are half open in that first waking up stage. He finds her very cute in this state.
Brooke: "How long have you been awake?"
Damage: "A while."
Brooke: "Damage, have you ever pictured me handcuffed?"
Damage: "That's an odd question!"
Brooke: "I had an odd dream, Damage. This asshole had me handcuffed on a bed and you saved me. You kissed me and rescued me. You are my knight in shining armor."
Damage:"Did he have a name?"
Brooke: "Kash."
Damage: "Son of a bitch!"
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