The Red Door Pt 9: What’s Inside?
Summary: You and Erik have a lot of shared history together but because of recent events you’re scared that you’re going to lose your best friend. Maybe he’s still there … behind that red door?
Author’s Note: Hi guyssss! I know it’s been forever since I’ve updated this. Thank you for hanging in there with me! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! Much love to you all! Please leave a comment for ya girl! I love you guysssss!
Uneven breathing filled the room. Gasps, moans, and groans echoed off of the white walls. His grip on her hips tightened as he admired her glistening brown flesh. It was almost as if she was melting on top of him. Her full breasts jiggled unapologetically as her long black twists rested on her shoulders and between her breasts. Curses muttered across her lips while sweet words of encouragement left his. Sweat beaded across her forehead as she moved her hips rhythmically on his length fulfilling to her own pleasure. She threw her head back and closed her eyes with an opened mouth. Her eyebrows scrunched while she bit her bottom lip harshly. His hands lowered to her round and supple ass. He smacked her ass harshly and palmed it fully. Breaking her rhythm for a brief moment, she smiled at him wickedly. She licked her lips and slowed her pace. She placed both hands around his throat softly before applying light pressure.
“You like that don’t you?” she quizzed.
“Yes,” he whispered.
She applied another firm but light squeeze around his neck while her pussy clenched on his dick. His moans were music to her ears. She smiled at him and leaned into him. Her breasts now resting on his bare chest.
“You want to make me cum?” she asks while stroking his cheek tenderly.
“More than anything,” he pleaded.
Marie kissed his left cheek and then his right cheek. She lifted his chin towards her face and stared at him intensely. Fully enticed by her sensuality, he didn’t notice her slowly transforming in front of him. She placed her hands around his neck again as her human hands gradually shifted into tree vines.
“Nothing but your death will send me to my ultimate climax.” she spat as she rode him more aggressively. Her long Senegalese twists hovered in the air as she chanted loudly. She watched the life drain from his light brown eyes. The vines continued to wrap around his neck as they tightened more and more by each passing minute. As soon as he took his last breath, her body convulsed on top of his. She took her weight off of the man and stood on her feet proudly.
During the long isolating torturous years, she hunted the Sons of Feu (fire) one by one after suffering the loss of Erik. She wanted to send a message that she was coming back with an insatiable vengeance. She wanted John to know that a great suffering was coming - her suffering. She knew that her son grew in strength, in anger, and basked in death as she did. Her heart ached to know that her son was formally known as “The One Who Consumes Life” mercilessly killing witches. With each witch that was sacrificed John grew in power. But Marie had been growing in power as well and she couldn’t wait to unleash it.
The night that Erik was snatched out of her arms she retreated to her own birthing place. She sought out the oldest oak tree formally known as The Great Mother. The Great Mother resided in The Spirit Valley surrounded by unimaginable beauty. Only Laveau witches had access to the Spirit Valley.
After countless hours of chanting and meditating, Marie magically appeared in The Spirit Valley. Still light-headed from the blow to the head, she stumbled helplessly towards the tree. Feeling herself grow weaker and weaker she collapsed to her knees. She hung her head down in defeat while her fingers gripped the grass beneath her. She exhaled a dramatic sigh that held a vast amount of grief and pity. Gradually, the grass began to glow turning its natural dark green hue to a neon-colored green. The grass grew taller and wrapped around her like a cocoon consoling her physically and emotionally. Unknowingly to her, the grass carried her to the oak tree. The grass unwrapped her gently and planted her in front of the tree fully healed.
She placed both hands on the bark of the tree as tears swelled in her eyes. She admired the many branches of the tree and smiled faintly to herself.
“Great Mother you sent me to the human world for a unique purpose. I’ve never questioned it until today. You told me to love and protect their fragile world but how can I when my heart aches. It mourns - it breaks.”
She pressed her forehead against the tree and sobbed loudly.
“Erik, my Erik!” she cried.
A single leaf fell from the tree and landed on the crown of her head. As soon as the leaf touched her, The Great Mother spoke to her. Her mouth fell open as the oak showed her the horrific future that awaits all of mankind. She saw fires so great that not even the sea itself could quench. Men killing other men and the extinction of all witches. The Great Mother revealed to her that her son would grow in strength and in rage. But only his strength and his rage would be able to save the world.
“Why must he know so much torment? So much rage?” she questioned.
In a loud voice, The Great Mother responded.
“One that knows no pain knows no peace.”
Again, the tree showed Marie another vision. She saw the blade she created specifically for the Sons of Feu being stabbed through John’s heart. Instantly, she saw herself knowing the sweetest most blissful peace alongside her son. But, she would only experience this serenity if she let Erik fulfill his destiny. Marie removed her hands from the tree and backed away slowly.
“Great Mother,” she spoke lowly eyeing the tree humbly.
“Can you show me the true origin of his pain?” she questioned.
Moderately, the bark of the tree carved itself into a face a woman.
“Her name?” she quizzed.
“Marley.” the oak answered.
She raised her right hand towards her face watched a red rose magically appear in the palm of her hand. She placed the flower on top of Tyrus’ body while eyeing his lifeless body on the king-sized bed briefly. Tyrus was the sixth son out of the seven Sons of Feu. She knew that he was only temporarily dead. The only way to kill the blood-sucking demon was by her handcrafted knife that she spelled. John had the original knife in his possession and she possessed its replica. Mere minutes passed and Tyrus awakened in a devilish rage. The vines around his neck burned and melted off of his skin. He sat up abruptly and pointed his hand towards Marie while gathering his breath.
“Show me your true face,” he demanded.
Direct descendants of the Great Mother have the power to shapeshift into any person, animal, or form of nature.
“There’s nothing sweeter than the kiss of death,” she whispered to him slyly.
“Show me your true face witch!” he yelled with flared nostrils. He stood to his feet and approached Marie menacingly.
She grinned at him and waved her finger in a circular motion revealing her true face. Tyrus’ eyes grew wide in disbelief. Without thinking, he charged at her. In a blink of an eye, Marie magically moved out of his way. She snickered and clapped her hands in amusement. Tyrus grunted in anger and used his magic to pin her against the wall harshly.
“My brother’s bitch.” he spat while sniffing along her neck in disgust.
The Feu harvest their power by consuming the blood of witches. Once they consume witch blood they’re able to mimic the capabilities of the majestic beings. Since the beginning of time, that has always been their curse to bear.
Marie watched fangs protrude out of Tyrus’ mouth. As soon as he attempted to pierce her skin with his teeth, she grabbed him by the neck lifted him up towards the ceiling before slamming his body to the ground. She used her powers to keep him pinned against the plush carpet.
“You know exactly who I am and what I’m capable of. So you know your powers are pathetic compared to mine,” she said while flipping her hair.
Tyrus screamed in frustration and squirmed on the floor. She took joy in watching him struggle under her authority.
“You’re going to do something for me,” she demanded.
“I won’t do shit,” he muttered.
“I wasn’t asking,” she stated while her eyes changed into snake eyes. She squatted down beside him and ran her tongue against the side of his cheek tauntingly.
“Shit, it turns me on seeing you struggle like this.” she continued.
“John is going to kill you,” he said laughing hysterically while still struggling for freedom.
She stood upright walking away from Tyrus with a switch in her hips. She pulled the blade that she spelled from underneath the mattress.
“You chose those words to be your last?” she questioned while pointing it to his neck.
Tyrus remained silent.
“Very well,” she said before stabbing Tyrus in the neck. Screams of agony filled the room mixed with her ever-growing cackles. After watching Tyrus die she transformed herself into a blackened crow and flew out of the opened window in the bedroom.
Erik casually followed John into his lavish mansion. His his gold chain shimmered in the dim lighting off of his neck complimenting his flawless melanin. His short dreads dangled on his forehead wildly. He was dressed in an all-black even down to his shoes. He lazily plopped on the couch and turned on the tv. He watched John walk upstairs swiftly. He noticed John didn’t seem like himself but he decided to ignore his curiosity.
Moments later, he heard John screech a deafening scream to the top of his lungs. He rose to his feet quickly and ran up the stairs fully coming to his aide. He saw John sitting beside Tyrus’ dead body he witnessed one tear gliding down his cheek as he looked at Erik hopelessly.
“Marie has been here,” he whispered to him.
Before Erik could answer, he felt his phone buzz in his pocket. He pulled out his phone and read the text.
“Hey Erik, I know things haven’t been ideal for both of us lately. Maybe we could use a night out? I feel silly about sending this. But anyway, my coworker Giselle invited me out. Maybe it will be fun. Let me know.- M”
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So.. I’m kinda gonna do this 40 question for writers thingy because I’m bored and I think it’ll be fun!
Gonna tag.. @erenaeoth ok let’s gooo
Describe your comfort zone—a typical you-fic: I stay in the mlm realm typically. I like writing slow burns and long stories but sometimes I’ll cook up a one shot
Is there a trope you’ve yet to try your hand at, but really want to? : I really really wanna write a kinda forbidden love story but I don’t know how many people are down to read about internal and external homophobia :/
Is there a trope you wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole? A/B/O never.
How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Care to share one of them?: I have so many fic ideas bro. I really really really wanna write a Shane/Rick slow burn but I have too many slow burns already
Share one of your strengths. I like angst?
Share one of your weaknesses. Not very good at making people cry
Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it. Viktor knows the cause of his father’s pain. Supposedly, Balboa, Creed, and Drago were at a party celebrating Balboa’s win again. And it was great for awhile, before some guy tried to pick a fight with Creed. Drago had to break up the fight, and not too long after he had stopped it, Creed was stabbed. So there Ivan was, staring at Apollo desperately trying to stay alive. He could recite every detail. Hand on his bleeding abdomen, the blood running from out of his mouth. Balboa trying to get somebody to help them, yet nobody would help. Apollo’s last words, everything. His friend died in his arms, and it messed with him. In more ways than he could explain, he couldn’t even eat for awhile.
Okay, so I was experimenting with an idea for Rocky and I guess I’m proud of the fact that I can be creative with the way I can bend timelines?
Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it. The two of them locked eyes with each other, Rambo only began to get more nervous than he already was. Neither of them were sure what to say, there wasn’t much to talk about. Neither of them wanted to talk, they barely knew each other. But, assuming that the conversation didn’t have to be about the war, Austrian vet scratched his facial hair, before sitting up straight.
“What’s going through your mind?”
His Austrian accent was probably thicker than the hair on John’s head. John sat in silence for a moment, what was going through his mind? Could he find anything else that wasn’t related to a painful experience? Anything at all?
John probably spoke for the first time in days, and the change in his voice even surprised him a little. The best way the Austrian vet would describe it, there was not a shred of hope in his voice.
I’m proud because it’s stallonezenegger I love Arnold and Sly they are so 😌💕💕💕
Which fic has been the hardest to write? Warmth.. I’m not straight so writing wlw is kinda hard bc i’m not rlly invested in it?
Which fic has been the easiest to write? Theraputic, Fighting Spirit. Anything with Arnold or Sly or any of my other faves really..
Is writing your passion or just a fun hobby? For me it’s both! I’m passionate about writing but it’s something I do bc it’s a rlly fun hobby for me uwu
Is there an episode above all others that inspires you just a little bit more? Episode? Not really but I guess Rocky has changed me a bit 🤠
What’s the best writing advice you’ve ever come across? My friends suggest that I try to be more descriptive.
What’s the worst writing advice you’ve ever come across? None so far
If you could choose one of your fics to be filmed, which would you choose? Please film Fighting Spirit, sly please Adonis and Viktor are dating
If you only could write one pairing for the rest of your life, which pairing would it be? Sly and Arnold..
Do you write your story from start to finish, or do you write the scenes out of order? From start to finish, I didn’t know you could write any other way.
Do you use any tools, like worksheets or outlines? I sometimes use notes to keep track of the plot so I don’t forget it
Stephen King once said that his muse is a man who lives in the basement. Do you have a muse? No?
Describe your perfect writing conditions. At night alone or in a dark place 💕
How many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting? No.. not always.
Choose a passage from one of your earlier fics and edit it into your current writing style. (Person sending the ask is free to make suggestions). Do I really wanna do that? In another post.
If you were to revise one of your older fics from start to finish, which would it be and why? A fic I deleted called new home, it was a fic where Kano was a dad with kids and yea it was crazy
Have you ever deleted one of your published fics? Mmhm, I deleted the Kano as a dad fic, then I deleted a Kano/Terminator fic and i don’t even know why I wrote that but it’s funny, then I accidentally deleted a letter John wrote to the T-800. So yeah.
What do you look for in a beta? …A bottom??
Do you beta yourself? If so, what kind of beta are you? I’m verse but we’re not ready for that conversation.
How do you feel about collaborations? Depends?? But I’m open to it.
Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much. AAA @erenaeoth @badbessie and someone on ao3 but idk if he has tumblr. They’re stories always keep me interested, and they’re everything I wanna be in a writer and I just 😭
If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose? yo.. lemme write a sequel to this Viktor/Adonis fic called trust fall. BRO
Do you accept prompts? I don’t just accept them, I need them.
Do you take liberties with canon or are you very strict about your fic being canon compliant? I will do some things with canon compliant if it benefits the plot idea I have but all my fics are usually set in AUs. Kinda?
How do you feel about smut? I well.. it’s hard for me to write bc I just.. embarassment. It’s slightly hard for me to read to bc it’s like hhh bro i just wanted y’all to cuddle
How do you feel about crack? It can be funny as fuck the less sense it makes
What are your thoughts on non-con and dub-con? I mean…. i’m very touchy about it. Maybe if it was used correctly and it was for a plot then yea. But if someone is genuinely into it it’s like… ur into a federal crime sir.
Would you ever kill off a canon character? I have… and I’d do it again
Which is your favorite site to post fic? AO3, can’t imagine posting anywhere else really. WELL, tumblr maybe.
Talk about your current wips. Currently working on a Rocky/Apollo oneshot, then after I finish that I’m making Florian/Masias. It’s crazy
Talk about a review that made your day. Ughh anytime somebody compliments my writing 🥺
Do you ever get rude reviews and how do you deal with them? I haven’t gotten one yet! Haha only criticism. I’ll listen to what they have to say, then use what they say to try and better my writing
Write an alternative ending to Theraputic.
….. in another post doe 👀
Michael B Jordan
As I stated before, he hit different w/ hair 😩.
I really miss his hair. He was a whole problem 😩.
The Rocky Balboa franchise is an anime series in disguise.
1) Main protagonist is a underdog loser who wants to be the greatest in his field.
2) Main protagonist has speeches about how you need heart to win your battles, that his spirit is stronger than his demons, that heart will always triumph over despair, blah blah blah
3) Training montages
4) All the final battles have the protagonist losing badly for most of the fight but then he suddenly gets a power boost and turns the tide
5) All the final battles are over-the-top sequences with awesome music blasting in the background
6) Specifically for Rocky III, Rocky defeats Clubber after analyzing his strengths and weaknesses, and then exploiting his faults to defeat him
7) Both protagonist and villain take on an absurd amount of damage in the final match but are somehow able to keep fighting
8) The main villains get progressively more powerful and more evil than the predecessor
9) Apollo Creed, the initial main villain of the series, eventually becomes a good guy and joins Rocky’s stable. He trains him in order to defeat the new main villain, Clubber Lang
10) In Rocky V and VI, Rocky gets flashbacks during his final battles which encourage him to push on and defeat his opponent / EDIT: Same thing happens to Adonis in Creed I
11) Questionable representations of certain countries (mainly the Soviet Union and the U.S.)
12) Significant time jump after the last movie/episode and new protagonist takes over (Creed)
13) Not really a piece of evidence but Michael B. Jordan is a known otaku
Creed and Bianca are such a good couple!!! The way they completely trust and respect one another is what I really want to see in relationships!!! Beautiful!!!
Hypothetical plot outline for Creed III
We start off in a flashback to 1975, a year before Apollo Creed’s fight with Rocky. Apollo defeats a fighter named George “The King” Johnson in a devastating bout that only lasts one round. After the fight, it’s revealed that Apollo started an affair with George’s wife, an affair which lasted all the way to Apollo’s death. It’s also revealed that George’s wife is Adonis Creed’s biological mother.
After the events of Rocky IV, George finds out about the affair and, distraught, gets drunk one night and accidentally kills himself by driving straight into traffic. He leaves behind his son, Thomas Johnson.
Cut to the present day, set a few years after Creed II. Adonis Creed hasn’t fought in two years due to a career-threatening injury he took in his last fight (seen in a short flashback). Fully rested, he starts planning his comeback to the boxing world. Before he can get a chance to pick his opponent, he’s called out by a journeyman fighter who we learn is Thomas Johnson.
Adonis learns that Thomas is his half-brother and refuses to take the fight, saying that he doesn’t want to fight family. However, still angry over what happened between Apollo and his parents, Thomas insists on Adonis taking the fight. Thomas despises Adonis’ very existence as it was the affair between his mother and Apollo Creed that led to George’s death. The drama between the two brothers makes up the main plot of the movie, ending with Adonis reluctantly accepting the fight.
Despite Adonis clearly being the better fighter, Thomas still puts up a fight due to Adonis’ two-years worth of ring rust. Eventually, the fight ends with Adonis winning in a 10th round RTD. Afterwards, with the bad blood settled between them, the two brothers make their peace and depart ways.
So that’s the main plot. As a secondary plot to compliment the main plot, Adonis Creed and Rocky Balboa start training a new prospect by the name of Charles “Mr. Agility” Henderson. Rocky sees him like how Adonis was in the first Creed movie, being brash and having a fiery temper. However, unlike Adonis, Charles suffers from a ton of problems ranging from a drug addiction to a gambling problem.
So as an inverse of the first Creed movie, instead of improving and becoming a better person, Charles actually gets worse and more self-destructive as his addictions take over.
Aside from Adonis Creed vs Thomas Johnson, the other main fight on the card is Charles Henderson vs Shinji Kochou, an incredibly dangerous fighter from Japan. Charles loses the match in a third round KO and, after refusing to let go of his self-destructive lifestyle and violently denying rehab, Rocky Balboa quits being his coach and moves on. Adonis Creed moves on as well, saying that he can’t be in charge of Charles’ life and that Charles needs to want to improve.
With these two main plots paralleling each other, the overall focus of the movie is on self-destructive tendencies as well as showing what Adonis Creed could’ve been had he gone down a different path in life. What I mean by that is, Charles is what Adonis could’ve been had it not been for the positive influences in his life while Thomas is what Adonis could’ve been had he not let go of his anger towards Ivan and Victor Drago.
Deontay Wilder as Thomas Johnson
Dacre Montgomery as Charles “Mr. Agility” Henderson
Naoya Inoue as Shinji Kochou
Sterling K. Brown as George “The King” Johnson
Creed (2015) dir. Ryan Coogler