Post by Christy Winters on Jul 12, 2023 3:09:28 GMT -5
The video screen is black, slowly the haunting voice of James Hetfield fills the screen.
Welcome to where time stands still
No one leaves and no one will
Moon is full, never seems to change
Just labeled mentally deranged.
Two simple words mentally deranged, words that have been often used to describe me.
The screen slowly fades from black to Christy.
For the record I’m mentally sound, deranged well, that depends on the situation doesn’t it.
The camera pans backward to Christy sitting on the floor of an old long abandoned jail cell.
Christy smiles.
Eden, now before you get your panties in a bunch, I haven’t unlawfully entered the Sanatorium to provide this video. No, I chose a place with a reputation just as similar or maybe slightly worse than the Sanatorium.
The camera pans to a sign that says Welcome to Alcatraz.
When one needs to put themselves into the mindset required to prepare yourself for Mankind Divided, you go to familiar surroundings, and thanks to a sizeable donation to the Alcatraz restoration society, I have this place all to myself for the next seventy two hours, no one but me and the voices, the souls and spirits of every prisoner who spent time behind these walls.
They keep me locked up in this cage
Can't they see it's why my brain says Rage.
You never knew how one felt, Eden, you were never locked inside a cage similar to this one, one can gain the rage to want to lash out, but I always controlled mine, for whenever the time was needed. Eden you and others lined your pockets off the sanatorium fights, fights like mine, fights like Sin Draven’s. I can admit I wasn’t as successful as Sin was, and she earned all those extra privileges, I earned trips to the basement for “treatment”. Doctors whispering things into my brain to assure me I was insane. Insanity is defined as the state of being seriously mentally ill, doctors can write whatever they want on a piece of paper, but it doesn’t mean it's true, I was never mentally ill, no matter what quack doctor after quack doctor claimed, I’m the product of my environment, society made me what I was, Eden.
Christy opens the cell door, walks down a hallway, pushes open a large steel door and steps outside.
Our fears were built off what was outside, all those hours of being locked in a cell, one of the things I kept wishing for was to be able to breathe the outside open air, to feel how it felt on my skin, to feel it inside my lungs, I bet Sin got to experience that.
Christy walked back inside, closing the steel door behind her. She smiled as she walked the hallway.
You can hear their voices, speaking, screaming, telling me all their secrets.
Christy again sits in the cell.
Sin, we’re not so different, you had to live with an Alcoholic mother, and I had to live with a mother that did things to me that no mother should do to their daughter, far worse that the constant smell of alcohol on your mother's breath. That was the worst of your troubled childhood, you never had to attend school in sweatpants and sweatshirts to cover up bruises, you never had to sit out gym class because your body still hurt from the previous night's abuse.
A rare show of emotion emanates on Christy’s face.
For everything I have Sin, the beach house, the successful bike shop, the bank account larger than most countries, the hot girlfriend, I’d trade it all to go back in time and live one day as a normal kid, do the things all the normal kids did, have friends, play sports, go to movies, all the boring stuff normal kids did, my parents took that away for me, Christy Winters never got the chance to be a normal boring kid, you know despite graduating at the top of my high scroll class I never got to attend by prom, Kayla was prom queen just so you know, while she was having her prom I locked in the darkness of the Winters mansion basement.
Christy punched the wall.
Makes you wonder why I even have a relationship with my sister huh, well she was never apart of my abuse, no she was graduating high school and going to college, the normal Winters kid, I thought myself to ride a bike, I thought myself to ride motorcycles I thought myself to fix anything with wheels, despite my parents, and when they died and I hope they are burning in fucking hell, I did what I had to to take what was mine, the family fortune, Kayla fought me for her half, but you know she wasn’t the the one that deserved all my hate and it was me who ended our estrangement, we have always wanted to make the Winters family name to one that was respected, to correct the legacy our parents created, people may hate the name but Kayla and I have done good, Kayla never wanted any child to experience what I did, me I wanted to make people pay for the childhood I had.
Christy wiped the blood from her knuckles.
Sin, you and Eden will never understand the things I have done, but the world is a safer place because I took deserving scum out of it, children can play safely because I took care of the creepy guy that was always sitting on the bench watching them play, Children can go to school without have to cover bruises because I did what the justice system refused to do, I make no apologies for any of it, and the time I spent inside the sanatorium I deserved. Violent use results in violent plans.
Alactraz suddenly goes black.
Well looks like you will just have to listen to my voice for the time being. Sin, you're right when you say I haven’t beat you, but times are different now, and I’m not the person you fought those previous times inside the Sanatorium, I’ve evolved.
The lights come back on.
Well that made things feel a little different.
Christy sits on the bunk.
It is eerily quiet here, but I like that gives one time to think, and I’ve been thinking since your interference in my match with Abby Evans, who I would have beaten, I been wondering what the endgame you and Eden have, if it's to get rid of me, well I’ve learned to survive people’s attempts to take me out, and I wonder what will would happen if you succeed, you would face the wrath of a vengeful Kayla Winters and that wouldn’t work out to well for either of you.
Christy smirks.
I don’t have to worry about that Sin because you are not going to take me out, put me down, you couldn’t do it anytime in our previous fights and your not going to do it in our upcoming one, Eden has given you false hope by offering you the cash equivalent of what I offered for the contents of the Sanatorium’s garage, which was quite substantial. Sin the difference is I can see through people’s shit, and we both know Eden is full of it.
Christy smirks.
Sin, you have to realize that Eden doesn’t give a shit about you or me, it’s all about ego for her, you're a pawn, Sin and you don’t even realize it.
Christy sits down and pulls a bag from under the bunk, and opens it removing several food and drink items.
Gotta keep my strength up.
Christy sits and eats her snacks then closes the bag and slips it back under the bunk.
Sin, let’s be frank here, people like us are the types of people Eden hates, she won’t lose any sleep if neither of us walk out of the Sanatorium at Mankind Divided, wish by the way I find an interesting name, mankind has been divided since we were living in caves, through our entire evolution to what we are now, divided by color, religion, sexual orientation, political views, ethnic background, I could go on here but, I’m it’ll seem like I’m rambling on here, so I’ll get back to the topic at hand, Mankind Divided and the fight we are about to have. Sin you know why I chose the Sanatorium, because it’s surrounding we are both familiar with and we’ll fight until one of us can no longer fight, no holds barred anything goes, anything we can puts our hands on can be used as a weapon, we’ll both walk in but only one of us is walking out, and I’ll provide the spoiler for everyone, its not going to be you because you winning means Eden wins, and I don’t want to look at her smug fucking face every week if that happens. I don’t hate you Sin and I honestly have no personal issue with you, unfortunately however for you I have to do what I have to and leave you a bloody beaten rotting corpse inside the Sanatorium, I know your tough and you’ll give me a hell of a fight at Mankind Divided, the difference is Sin, your not as vicious, sadistic or completed fucked in the head as I am, I don’t care what you do to to me Sin, I’ve had worse thing done to me.
Christy takes a drink of water.
Sin, Mankind Divided will be the final chapter in our history and I’ll write it with your blood. Mankind divided I have some death to do, Sin at Mankind Divided, I fucking end you.
A wicked sinister grin appears on Christy’s face.
One last thing, Sin. Welcome Home.
Christy lays down on the bunk and her eyes slowly close.
Time passes and you hear footsteps.
Wake you Miss Winters.
Christy wakes up and clears her eyes, noticing a guy in a suit, her sister and Brittany.
What are you all doing here?
Guy: Your seventy two hours are, Miss Winters.
Christy: Well damn the time just flew by.
Christy sits up and pulls the bag from under the bunk and stands up.
Guy: I hope you enjoyed your stay.
Christy: Felt like home.
Christy walked out of the cell, and they all walked down the long hallway then outside.
Guy: The Alcatraz restoration society would like to thank you for your donation.
Christy: You're welcome, and thank you for indulging a crazy nut like me.
Guy: No problem, Miss Winters.
Kayla, Brittany, and Christy walk down to the dock, where the sister’s yacht is tied up, they walk on board.
Kayla: I’m kind of afraid to ask, but what are you planning to Sin Draven at Mankind Divided.
Christy: You remember when that drug cartel sent those guys to take us out.
Kayla: Yeah.
Christy: Remember how I sent them back.
Kayla: Yes.
Christy: Well there you go.
Kayla, Christy, and Brittany sit down and Kayla pours them a drink as the yacht pulls away from the dock and the screen slowly fades.
Welcome to where time stands still
No one leaves and no one will
Moon is full, never seems to change
Just labeled mentally deranged.
Two simple words mentally deranged, words that have been often used to describe me.
The screen slowly fades from black to Christy.
For the record I’m mentally sound, deranged well, that depends on the situation doesn’t it.
The camera pans backward to Christy sitting on the floor of an old long abandoned jail cell.
Christy smiles.
Eden, now before you get your panties in a bunch, I haven’t unlawfully entered the Sanatorium to provide this video. No, I chose a place with a reputation just as similar or maybe slightly worse than the Sanatorium.
The camera pans to a sign that says Welcome to Alcatraz.
When one needs to put themselves into the mindset required to prepare yourself for Mankind Divided, you go to familiar surroundings, and thanks to a sizeable donation to the Alcatraz restoration society, I have this place all to myself for the next seventy two hours, no one but me and the voices, the souls and spirits of every prisoner who spent time behind these walls.
They keep me locked up in this cage
Can't they see it's why my brain says Rage.
You never knew how one felt, Eden, you were never locked inside a cage similar to this one, one can gain the rage to want to lash out, but I always controlled mine, for whenever the time was needed. Eden you and others lined your pockets off the sanatorium fights, fights like mine, fights like Sin Draven’s. I can admit I wasn’t as successful as Sin was, and she earned all those extra privileges, I earned trips to the basement for “treatment”. Doctors whispering things into my brain to assure me I was insane. Insanity is defined as the state of being seriously mentally ill, doctors can write whatever they want on a piece of paper, but it doesn’t mean it's true, I was never mentally ill, no matter what quack doctor after quack doctor claimed, I’m the product of my environment, society made me what I was, Eden.
Christy opens the cell door, walks down a hallway, pushes open a large steel door and steps outside.
Our fears were built off what was outside, all those hours of being locked in a cell, one of the things I kept wishing for was to be able to breathe the outside open air, to feel how it felt on my skin, to feel it inside my lungs, I bet Sin got to experience that.
Christy walked back inside, closing the steel door behind her. She smiled as she walked the hallway.
You can hear their voices, speaking, screaming, telling me all their secrets.
Christy again sits in the cell.
Sin, we’re not so different, you had to live with an Alcoholic mother, and I had to live with a mother that did things to me that no mother should do to their daughter, far worse that the constant smell of alcohol on your mother's breath. That was the worst of your troubled childhood, you never had to attend school in sweatpants and sweatshirts to cover up bruises, you never had to sit out gym class because your body still hurt from the previous night's abuse.
A rare show of emotion emanates on Christy’s face.
For everything I have Sin, the beach house, the successful bike shop, the bank account larger than most countries, the hot girlfriend, I’d trade it all to go back in time and live one day as a normal kid, do the things all the normal kids did, have friends, play sports, go to movies, all the boring stuff normal kids did, my parents took that away for me, Christy Winters never got the chance to be a normal boring kid, you know despite graduating at the top of my high scroll class I never got to attend by prom, Kayla was prom queen just so you know, while she was having her prom I locked in the darkness of the Winters mansion basement.
Christy punched the wall.
Makes you wonder why I even have a relationship with my sister huh, well she was never apart of my abuse, no she was graduating high school and going to college, the normal Winters kid, I thought myself to ride a bike, I thought myself to ride motorcycles I thought myself to fix anything with wheels, despite my parents, and when they died and I hope they are burning in fucking hell, I did what I had to to take what was mine, the family fortune, Kayla fought me for her half, but you know she wasn’t the the one that deserved all my hate and it was me who ended our estrangement, we have always wanted to make the Winters family name to one that was respected, to correct the legacy our parents created, people may hate the name but Kayla and I have done good, Kayla never wanted any child to experience what I did, me I wanted to make people pay for the childhood I had.
Christy wiped the blood from her knuckles.
Sin, you and Eden will never understand the things I have done, but the world is a safer place because I took deserving scum out of it, children can play safely because I took care of the creepy guy that was always sitting on the bench watching them play, Children can go to school without have to cover bruises because I did what the justice system refused to do, I make no apologies for any of it, and the time I spent inside the sanatorium I deserved. Violent use results in violent plans.
Alactraz suddenly goes black.
Well looks like you will just have to listen to my voice for the time being. Sin, you're right when you say I haven’t beat you, but times are different now, and I’m not the person you fought those previous times inside the Sanatorium, I’ve evolved.
The lights come back on.
Well that made things feel a little different.
Christy sits on the bunk.
It is eerily quiet here, but I like that gives one time to think, and I’ve been thinking since your interference in my match with Abby Evans, who I would have beaten, I been wondering what the endgame you and Eden have, if it's to get rid of me, well I’ve learned to survive people’s attempts to take me out, and I wonder what will would happen if you succeed, you would face the wrath of a vengeful Kayla Winters and that wouldn’t work out to well for either of you.
Christy smirks.
I don’t have to worry about that Sin because you are not going to take me out, put me down, you couldn’t do it anytime in our previous fights and your not going to do it in our upcoming one, Eden has given you false hope by offering you the cash equivalent of what I offered for the contents of the Sanatorium’s garage, which was quite substantial. Sin the difference is I can see through people’s shit, and we both know Eden is full of it.
Christy smirks.
Sin, you have to realize that Eden doesn’t give a shit about you or me, it’s all about ego for her, you're a pawn, Sin and you don’t even realize it.
Christy sits down and pulls a bag from under the bunk, and opens it removing several food and drink items.
Gotta keep my strength up.
Christy sits and eats her snacks then closes the bag and slips it back under the bunk.
Sin, let’s be frank here, people like us are the types of people Eden hates, she won’t lose any sleep if neither of us walk out of the Sanatorium at Mankind Divided, wish by the way I find an interesting name, mankind has been divided since we were living in caves, through our entire evolution to what we are now, divided by color, religion, sexual orientation, political views, ethnic background, I could go on here but, I’m it’ll seem like I’m rambling on here, so I’ll get back to the topic at hand, Mankind Divided and the fight we are about to have. Sin you know why I chose the Sanatorium, because it’s surrounding we are both familiar with and we’ll fight until one of us can no longer fight, no holds barred anything goes, anything we can puts our hands on can be used as a weapon, we’ll both walk in but only one of us is walking out, and I’ll provide the spoiler for everyone, its not going to be you because you winning means Eden wins, and I don’t want to look at her smug fucking face every week if that happens. I don’t hate you Sin and I honestly have no personal issue with you, unfortunately however for you I have to do what I have to and leave you a bloody beaten rotting corpse inside the Sanatorium, I know your tough and you’ll give me a hell of a fight at Mankind Divided, the difference is Sin, your not as vicious, sadistic or completed fucked in the head as I am, I don’t care what you do to to me Sin, I’ve had worse thing done to me.
Christy takes a drink of water.
Sin, Mankind Divided will be the final chapter in our history and I’ll write it with your blood. Mankind divided I have some death to do, Sin at Mankind Divided, I fucking end you.
A wicked sinister grin appears on Christy’s face.
One last thing, Sin. Welcome Home.
Christy lays down on the bunk and her eyes slowly close.
Time passes and you hear footsteps.
Wake you Miss Winters.
Christy wakes up and clears her eyes, noticing a guy in a suit, her sister and Brittany.
What are you all doing here?
Guy: Your seventy two hours are, Miss Winters.
Christy: Well damn the time just flew by.
Christy sits up and pulls the bag from under the bunk and stands up.
Guy: I hope you enjoyed your stay.
Christy: Felt like home.
Christy walked out of the cell, and they all walked down the long hallway then outside.
Guy: The Alcatraz restoration society would like to thank you for your donation.
Christy: You're welcome, and thank you for indulging a crazy nut like me.
Guy: No problem, Miss Winters.
Kayla, Brittany, and Christy walk down to the dock, where the sister’s yacht is tied up, they walk on board.
Kayla: I’m kind of afraid to ask, but what are you planning to Sin Draven at Mankind Divided.
Christy: You remember when that drug cartel sent those guys to take us out.
Kayla: Yeah.
Christy: Remember how I sent them back.
Kayla: Yes.
Christy: Well there you go.
Kayla, Christy, and Brittany sit down and Kayla pours them a drink as the yacht pulls away from the dock and the screen slowly fades.