Post by allesandrodevione on Oct 7, 2023 22:43:38 GMT
(The camera feed opens up to the darker and eerie sky around what looks to be an abandoned hospital. The drone camera flies straight and through despite the winds picking up as a storm seems to be rolling in. It sores from a high altitude to a lower approach, going along a roadway. As the camera gets closer and closer, you can see the sight before us. The Saratoga County Homestead Sanatorium outside of Barkersville, New York as says the withering and decrepit sign that is covered in rotting vegetation and moss. The drone slows its speed greatly as it comes to almost a flying crawl. We fly closer and closer to this hospital, as the clouds above are dark and the air around this building seems cold. The drone camera comes closer and closer, as you can see the exterior of the building. Broken windows, the man made structure falling to pieces in certain areas, and the weeds grow around and through the open holes to the inside into the shadows that are the belly of this ancient man made beast that devoured a man's very soul as he rotted here so many years ago. The drone comes to the doors as one is barely hanging on a hinge as the other has fallen to the wayside. The drone comes inside to see the interior, and it is no better than the exterior view. The interior is just how you would imagine, cold, dark, damp and full of sinister quietness- even the scuttling of a little mouse is enough to make you jump out of your skin, as the drone picks up movement from one of the corridors to the left, as it follows like a small beacon of light into the dark abyss of the Sanatorium. You can see shadows moving, as the drone stops and you can see a figure in the darkness stepping out into the light. It looks to be Allesandro Devastation in an all black ensemble. His hair flowing like a lion's mane. His black leather pants and black Chelsea boots along with a black turtleneck and a leather jacket. He stands here, in disgust of this building and everything it represents.)
"A place like this is fitting for you Gabriel. An old abandoned piece of history that has fallen to the wayside, in looks and in infrastructure. This putrid smell of wet dog and death suits someone like you. A failure of a building for a failure of a man. Angelfields ring a bell there Gabriel? You were named after the archangel who is to announce the will of your higher power. And yet Gabriel…you rained down upon your patients, people in your care, with nothing but a fiery end. Very poetic in a way, because at the end of it all some will be cast into fire. I think you know your ending you Mongrel, to burn at the end of your life. To be dragged down to the source of the inferno with everyone you were responsible for. And you as well as everyone around you knows, as well as that mutt wife of yours knows…"
(Allesandro snaps his fingers as all around him you can see some candlelights begin to slowly flicker on down the hall behind him, down the halls, and in the main corridor.)
"...That the path to your ending will also be led with flame. You stand before me, The Dragon, The Dream, The Tyranny that is Allesandro Devastation and expect to somehow and someway escape the fate that you know all too well to be true. And you hide behind the fact that you, the man in charge, were not responsible for anything that occurred to anyone in your care. The police, the inspectors, hell you could get the president on the line to vouch for you. But at the end of the day, you are the man who sent your charges to hell. And the fact you did it isn't even why I believe you to be a lesser being Gabriel, the reason I know you to be a mangy cut is because of the fact…"
(The flickering candles around Allesandro begin to spread, as small fires begin to start in the building down the halls behind him. Slowly but surely this abandoned Sanatorium is burning itself to the ground. It is purging all the remnants of old ghosts from the past in some cultures, setting their spirits free.)
"...That you sit back and don't revel in the fact that you could do what you did. You see Gabriel, like you I run a business. Unlike you, I run a business that surpasses anything else I have ever done in my life. I took what was Devione Productions from my father, bought him out. And then took the small entertainment business that was a vanity project he kept around for his own use and added in mind. And turned Devione Industries into a leading fortune 500 company. And what did I do around me, what happened to all those people that stood against me along the way. What happened to them Gabriel? Well…"
(The building around him is mostly engulfed in flames. Pieces of the ceiling begin to collapse around Allesandro as he stands unphased. The heat doesn't seem to bother him either, as he looks with conviction and no remorse into the drone camera.)
"...I don't care what happened to them along the way. But I do take the pride in the fact that I'm the end, they stood against me and they fell. These Men, and women at times…Every one of them were left broken, or dead. Because you cower behind the fact you lost everything in Angelfields and take no responsibility. But at least when I make sure a soul is damned and destroyed I let the world know that I did it. Some say it's psychotic, or sociopathic. But I say nay, it is the sheer fact that this world is my garden. And I will till the weeds in it as I see fit. And myself and my business will always reign supreme against all others. Why else would a failed passion project like Baal Health Resorts fall to pieces and be spread like water in a desert after one fault? You are a pathetic Mongrel, and your investors and business partners were the same in everything they touched with you. It's why they fell with you. While someone like me, even if the flames were flickering at my feet I would never falter, not even for a second…"
(Allesandro snaps his fingers again as the fires around him begin to turn to golden dust as they slowly cease. As this happens Allesandro has that superior smirk he keeps on his face as the flames were never real. Just holographic projections from twenty Devione Industries drones. He looks around and still sees the abysmal cesspool of decay and his face once again turns to a sneer. And as he does you can see the shadows shifting behind him. As in these dead and gone surroundings it looks to be a series of apparitions beginning to creep and crawl through the cracks in the floors, the broken windows, and out of the shadows themselves. They resemble men in business suits, people dressed for balls and parties long past, and even some dressed as some of Allesandro's older foes from across the world. They slowly creep towards him from behind, and above on the ceilings. Again, he looks unphased.)
"...Even if the thought of an afterlife came to mind. Even if the thoughts of all the wrong I have done would come back to be my penance in the hereafter. I STILL WOULD DO THE SAME EXACT THING! BECAUSE EVEN ACROSS THE VEIL I AM STILL ALLESANDRO DEVIONE! A GOD BORN KING WHO WILL HAVE WHAT HE WANTS BECAUSE IT BELONGS TO ME IN THE FIRST PLACE!!! And nothing you, not any fallen foe can do will ever change that fact. So as I add you to the list of those who come to mind as vengeful spirits Gabriel, know that even in death…even with all the power of the afterlife…even with all the pain and torment that they think awaits me…I will still stamp you all out with the heel of my boot. You are at least a lucky mutt, because you don't covet the American Dream that I own like all my other foes over the past few months and years. So this will strictly be business between us, which is good and bad for you Gabriel. On one hand, there is no personal vendetta for me to stamp out with you as a dragon stamps out a village…"
(Allesandro stomps his right foot once, as some of the ghosts and ghouls begin to banish into black smoke as they lunge for the Tyrant that sent them to their afterlife sooner rather than later. He just chuckles as he continues his monologue.)
"...But when it comes to business you stand across from a cold hearted Tyrant who will stand for no one to ever try and usurp him from his throne. So listen and listen well you Mongrel, you will fall when we step face to face not because you are having an off night, and not because I would ever have something to prove to you. You will fall simply because I am and always will be a higher being than you could ever imagine being. I don't care for the fact you think you have friends, ghosts, or delusions that come visit you. Because when you stand across from me, the games stop, the hocus pocus mind tricks stop, and you will see that inside a 20 foot by 20 foot ring, with the lights as bright as they will ever be for you. That nothing in the shadows will ever beat the star power of the Gift to the card that is Allesandro Devastation…"
(Allesandro stomps and grinds his heel into the dirt again as the remaining spectors dissipate into the shadows. The shadows themselves begin to fade as lights from Allesandro's hologram drones begin to shine brightly like golden swirling portals like the sun. He looks forward, and smirks once more.)
"...And for now Dr…I believe it's time fore to leave this dreadful place as it, much like Angelfields…gets blown to hell. Remember the image, take a close look at the flames. Because I'm the end, the Dragon has turned everything you are…to ash."
(Allesandros image begins to distort as he begins to laugh. Soon after he starts his whole body begins to turn into golden dust as it disappears into the wind. As it does you can see the drone that showed his single image in the fallen hallways of the Sanatorium. The feed cuts to multiple drones as they begin to show a flashing red beacon. They scatter to different parts of the building as the beeping gets louder and louder, and the flashing becomes rapid. Soon the feed cuts to a different setting. You can see the inside of an office of one Devione Industries CEO. The home office in the New York branch, where you can see Salvatore De Medicci De' Leone standing against the wall looking out the windows. You then can see Allesandro sitting at his desk looking towards the wall of monitors showing a birds eye view of the abandoned property as he holds up his office phone to his ear.)
"...Now…"
(A split screen is shown of Allesandro's face watching the monitors and the actual feed from them shares the screen. His smirk returns as you can see what looks to be a team of fighter jets approaching. Each one releases a single missile, which flies towards the hospital as they break off to smaller versions of the bigger projectile. They fly towards the building, and each one has the same flashing red light as the drones as if they are a beacon to follow. The missiles hit one by one, and as you can see the screen glow red with fire and explosion you can see the glow on Allesandro's monitor engulf his face in that same light. He looks pleased with this, as the fire dances in his eyes from what he watches. The screen eventually turns off as Allesandro looks pleased, as he looks to his new business manager.)
"See, I told you I would find a location for the horse track."
(Salvatore looks on, and cracks a smile as he slow claps.)
" And did you ever. Told ya you had an eye for real estate kid. Guess the only thing to do now is to wait till it falls and start digging for stables. Two birds, one stone Alle. New way to earn cash and stick it to Dr. Frankenstein or whatever he goes by. Smart guy you are!"
(Allesandro hits a button on the console on his desk, and after a few seconds his new assistant Aurora King wheels in a small cart with a bottle of Chianti and three glasses. She pours herself, and both men a glass as they toast. Allesandro looks ahead out the windows as the camera feed picks up his reflection.)
"...Call it a Gift…"
(The screen fades to black as Allesandro just smirks in his reflection.)