Caesar's Moon

Chapter 30: Chapter 29: Repression

Caesar stood in a dark and vast space shrouded in mist.

The air was filled with an ominous chill before the mist cleared, revealing a copy herself sitting on a pile of skulls.

Caesar stepped back a little in confusion while the doppelganger’s head was still tilted down.

"Is this some sort of joke?" Caesar asked.

The doppelganger raised her head and slightly grinned while her amber irises glowed.

"Oh hello, dear." The doppelganger said.

"Who are you?" Caesar asked.

"I am you. Isn’t that obvious? Or has all those training finally numbed your intelligence?" The doppelganger asked while smiling as she arched her left brow, "Well, won’t be surprising if it did. After all, you are an ero-wrestler."

"What do you want?" Caesar asked with a bored expression.

"Why are you still holding back?" The doppelganger asked, "Ever since our match with Nero and the revelation on why Akari really put us in that fucking company, you swore to become a monster. You swore to rule that ring. Yet... You keep questioning yourself if you can do it.

You admitted to Cedric that you know being a monster is necessary to survive yet you question yourself on if you can become one without losing yourself."

"Are you serious?" The doppelganger asked as she stood on her feet, "Why are you taking one step forward and three steps back? If you are going to do something then do it. No second thoughts, nothing. Just a fucking execution."

"We’ve watched the interview of that businessman." Caesar’s doppelganger continued as she walked towards Caesar , "People may say he is hypocritical or is talking shit but there is a lot of logic in what he says.

A lot of what he says matches what Cedric warned about the ero-wrestlers. How ruthless they are and how a lot of them won’t hesitate to run us over just for their pay and spotlight.

Not to mention we are hated for a narrative that isn’t true, making it worse for us and yet, here you are, still hesitating."

"Make a fucking choice." Caesar’s doppelganger said with a scowl as she stood face to face with her, "Are you in or out? Are you doing it or are you chickening out?"

"We don’t know for sure who has been picked to fight us, but we know that whoever it is, he is not gonna be pleasant in any way which is what Akari, the ero-fuckers and the sheep that calls themselves audience wants." Caesar’s doppelganger said as her irises glowed red.

Caesar’s doppelganger turned her back to walk away, however she halted and looked over her shoulder.

"By the way, You asked who I was and I told you I am you. But here is more info about me." Caesar’s doppelganger said, "I am all the hate, rage, pain, fear and sadness that you try so hard to keep in line."

"The you that your parents and others have created. And the you that will do anything and I mean ’anything’ to protect what we have left." Caesar’s doppelganger continued as new facial appearance of grey colored irises and a demonic black mask round her mouth surfaced.

"And if you really want to keep your promise of turning Akari’s game against her and spitting in her face, then do it. Become a monster." Caesar’s doppelganger said as her hair suddenly grew longer while her right iris glowed purple.

Currently at 5:00am in the morning, Caesar’s alarm rang which led Caesar’s arm to extend towards it and turn it off.

Caesar got up from her bed, walked towards the bathroom and washed her face.

Moments later, Caesar performed her routines again from push-ups, sit-ups, squats, jumping jacks and pull-ups but this time, the routines were becoming easier to perform compared to yesterday and the day before.

Just like yesterday, Caesar practiced everything Cedric taught her on Saturday and was practicing her superkick on the tree.

Later as Caesar was jogging down the street in a midriff, black joggers and white sneakers, the voice of her doppelganger replayed in her head.

"You admitted to Cedric that you know being a monster is necessary to survive yet you question yourself on if you can become one without losing yourself.

Why are you taking one step forward and three steps back?"

Caesar stopped to catch her breath and placed her hands on her knees as she hunched forward.

Caesar’s face then hardened as the doppelganger’s voice replayed in her head again.

"Make a fucking choice. Become a monster."

Time had gone as Caesar had done all of her routines, she stepped out of her bathroom with a towel tied round her body while her head was covered with a hair net, Caesar’s ears perched as her phone rang out loud, drawing her sight to it.

Caesar walked towards her phone and saw it was an incoming voicemail from Akari Mizukai which made Caesar’s eyes narrow.

Caesar accepted the voicemail and Akari’s voice sounded.

"Good morning, dear. I hope you had a beautiful night because I did.

Anyway, I wanted to call you but I’m a busy woman, so I decided to leave you a voicemail.

I’m sure you’ve gotten the news about your future opponent? If you haven’t then I suggest you sign into the EBW site or get the app.

As I was saying, there was a poll going around and you became the most voted person with the ratings of a hundred.

Now you are going to fight him as an opponent for his return in the pay per view of ’House of legends’, and his name ... Is Damien Bane.

Of course, you wouldn’t know who he is, so I’d suggest you do a little research on him.

It is mesmerizing how bad the fans want to see you destroyed and so do I.

And just so you know, I was the one who made the final vote to make it a hundred.

I can’t wait to see how he manhandles you. Just the thought of it is starting to excite me.

Anyway, I wish you luck with him. Have a nice day, my little ero-doll’."

After the voicemail had ended, Caesar’s left brow twitched before she sighed and walked away.

Later in the Balland and Barnes Bakery as Caesar was kneading the dough, she narrowed her eyes and spoke in her mind.

"How many days now and still no sign of Balland. What is going on?"

Caesar’s ears twitched and she glanced at two fair skinned human coworkers discussing with each other.

"Bro, like what is going with the boss? How many days now and he hasn’t shown up." The first human said.

"And to make things worse, he said he doesn’t want any visits or phone calls." The second human said.

"He told you that?" The first asked.

"No, Gura did. She told me that Balland said he doesn’t want any visits or phone calls. Sounds pretty sus to me." The second answered.

"Yeah, pretty sus." The first replied, "I mean he said he had issues he wanted to solve but how big are they to the point he doesn’t show up to his own business and doesn’t want any visits or calls?"

"I don’t know, man. I don’t know." The second answered.

After hearing their conversation, Caesar resumed facing her work.

In the Sanity gym, during the afternoon, Caesar was throwing several strikes at Cedric, from punches to kicks which he blocked and weaved repeatedly.

In the middle of Caesar’s barrage, Cedric hurled his fist at her but Caesar evaded the attack, locked his arm with her’s and instantly performed a whip rope only for Cedric to quickly reverse it, sending Caesar to the ropes instead.

As soon as Caesar rebounded off the ropes and rushed towards Cedric, Cedric swung his arm to land a clothesline on her but Caesar ducked and moved behind him.

Cedric hastily turned around and Caesar without hesitation quickly jumped to land a knee on his face but Cedric was quick enough to block the attack.

Cedric then darted his fist towards Caesar’s face but Caesar not only dodged it, but she also wrapped her arms round his back and performed a belly-to-belly suplex, causing him to drop back first on the canvas.

As soon as Caesar heard his grunt, she quickly caught hold of herself and quickly stood in fear.

"I’m so sorry! I’m so sorry!" Caesar said as she quickly stood on all fours and rushed towards Cedric, "I didn’t mean to...! Uhm... Are you alright?!"

Cedric then chuckled and laughed out loud which caught Caesar off guard.

"When was the last time I took a bump like that?" Cedric said.

Cedric sat up and glanced at Caesar.

"You are improving!" Cedric said with a smile.

Caesar stood on her feet and lent a helping hand to Cedric which he took and stood on his feet.

"I never taught you the belly-to-belly. Where did you learn it?" Cedric asked.

"I-"

"Don’t tell me, don’t tell me..." Cedric interrupted Caesar as he raised his index finger, "You got it from television, right?"

"No. It’s from a book called wrestling in strong style." Caesar answered.

"Diablo Dragonuv’s book?" Cedric asked.

"Yeah." Caesar answered.

"Damn. That bastard was insane." Cedric said, "He was going to different promotions, making a name for himself. He even once came to EBW."

"He did?" Caesar asked.

"Yeah. He did go through Tough Enough but he signed a short term contract with the company.

Many said he stooped low by performing in ero-wrestling but he stated that he gives every wrestling promotion a chance."

"He even talked about how strong and dangerous the women in EBW are and had nothing but praises for them." Cedric continued with a smirk, "If you are reading his book, then you are on the right track."

"Anyway, let’s talk about you." Cedric said as he stretched his arms, "Your speed, balance, everything has improved. Keep this up, you’ll be one hell D.O.B."

"D.O.B?" Caesar asked.

"Daughter of a bitch." Cedric answered, "You know like S.O.B is for son of a bitch."

"Oh, I get it." Caesar said, "Anyway, I’d like to make a request from you."

"A request?" Cedric asked with a raised brow.

"Yeah. Uh... Can you teach me how to do a powerbomb?" Caesar asked, "I decided to watch some scenes of it on the internet and TV, and even read how to do it but I’m still not grasping it."

"It is quite easy to understand but can be difficult to pull off depending on how strong you are and what your opponent weighs... Well a lot of moves are." Cedric said, "But the move seems a bit advanced for your level.

Is there any reason why you want to learn it so bad aside from grasping?"

Hearing this question, Caesar swiftly recalled the incident with Nero powerbombing her in her previous match.

After the recollection, Caesar exhaled.

"I... Just need to learn it." Caesar answered.

Cedric stared at her with his brow still arched and spoke.

"Okay."

Cedric stepped out of the ring and while he was outside, Caesar turned her face away and tilted her head down.

"Alright! Here he is!" Cedric’s voice sounded.

Caesar turned and saw Cedric in the ring with the male mannequin Vyctim beside him.

"You remember the ol’fella, right?" Cedric asked as he placed his arm round Vyctim’s shoulders, "Patched him up after the side wing training with you. Now he is very capable of taking hits."

"Isn’t that right, Vyctim?" Cedric asked the doll as he glanced at it.

However no answer came from it and Cedric smiled.

"Yeah, that’s what I thought. You’re a good boy, aren’t ya?" Cedric said.

This made Caesar stare at Cedric with a blank face and an arched brow.

"Anyway, back to what I was saying." Cedric said as he stood in front of the doll, "When performing the powerbomb, "Weight, strength, leverage and balance matters.

Since we’ve worked on your balance, you don’t have much to worry about.

You’re quite strong as well. You have both striking and lifting power but you are not a powerhouse which boils back to weight."

"Now, when trying to perform it, you grab your opponent by the head or hair..." Cedric said as he held the head of Vyctim.

"Stuff the head between your thighs..." Cedric said as he placed Vyctim’s head between his thighs.

"You then bend forward and wrap your arms round the belly." Cedric said as he bent forward and wrapped his arms round Vyctim’s belly.

"Hoist them up to your shoulders...!" Cedric said as he hauled Vyctim up to his shoulders, allowing both of the dolls legs to rest there.

"And drop them hard on their back, head or both!"

Cedric then slammed the doll on it’s back then glanced at Caesar.

"Now, earlier, I did say something about weight and the thing is if you are going to execute it, don’t try to do it on someone that weighs too much or that is too wide. Trust me, unless you’ve got the power to back it up, you’ll end up getting flattened like a pancake.

Like I said before, you’ve got some power, yes, in both striking and lifting but you’re not a powerhouse.

However, Vyctim should be enough for you as your first try."

Caesar nodded her head, walked towards the doll and picked him up.

Caesar grabbed the head of Vyctim and thrusted the head between her thighs.

However, at the very moment she did that, the back of the doll’s head roughly brushed under her mound, causing Caesar throw her head back, arch her back and let out a heavy groan simultaneously.

Caesar then hunched forward and started panting for air while Cedric stared at her with both arms crossed and a raised brow.

"Yeah, don’t do that." Cedric said, "Okay. First, release your grip from Vyctim."

Caesar obeyed and loosened her hold on Vyctim’s head, allowing the mannequin to fall flat on the face.

"Now, here is what you fucked up." Cedric said as he walked towards Caesar.

"When pushing the head, you don’t push it too close to your vital spot. It’s supposed to be ’between’ your thighs, not directly under your womanhood." Cedric said as he squatted and placed his palm on Caesar’s thighs, "When you stuffed him there, you raised his head a little higher than he should be and that’s what caused him to go where he’s not supposed to go."

"Believe me when I say, if you make this mistake in a match, you’re gonna leave yourself open to your opponents and boy, are they going to take advantage of the situation you created." Cedric said as he stood in his feet, "Now try again."

Caesar nodded in response and took a step back before shifting her sight back to the mannequin.

Caesar picked up Vyctim, set it straight and stared at it for a while. After staring at the doll, Caesar exhaled, grabbed the doll by the head and stuffed the head between her thighs.

Unlike the first time she did it, this time the doll wasn’t directly under her mound but was positioned right.

"Good. Now go with the next step." Cedric said.

Caesar nodded again in response, hunched forward and wrapped her arms round the belly.

"Lift." Cedric said.

Caesar in one swift motion, hauled Vyctim up to her shoulders, allowing both of it’s legs to rest there.

However at the very moment she raised him, she staggered a little, swaying back and forth.

"Steady.... Steady..." Cedric said.

After a few seconds of staggering, Caesar finally stood firm on her feet.

As Caesar glanced upward, for a moment , it was no the mannequin’s she was seeing but rather a commutation different faces such as Gendo, Toma, Rin, Raizan, Nero and finally Akari.

Seeing her face appear on the doll, veins pulsed round Caesar’s scleras which led her irises to illuminate.

"Now!" Cedric said.

With a loud roar, Caesar slammed Vyctim so hard on the canvas that the head and arms seperated from the doll.

Cedric’s eyes widened and he stared at Vyctim for a while before shifting his gaze at Caesar who was staring down at the dismantled doll while breathing heavily and clenching her fists.

Silence hovered in the atmosphere for a while until Cedric finally spoke.

"Wow. That was some... Powerbomb. Why don’t you take a break.

Go sit in the corner."

Caesar nodded her head once again and walked towards one of the turnbuckles to lean against it while sitting on the canvas.

After staying quiet for a time, Caesar spoke.

"Hey, Cedric."

"Yeah?" Cedric replied as he took a bottle of water to drink.

"I’ve gotten news on who I’m facing on Thursday." Caesar said.

"That’s good." Cedric said,"Learning who your opponent is this early gives us more time to prepare. Especially since you are fighting in your first pay per view.

So tell me, who is it?"

"Damien Bane." Caesar answered as Cedric was drinking water.

Cedric immediately spat out the water and glanced at Caesar with widened eyes.

"You deadass, right now?" Cedric asked.

Caesar nodded her head which led him to turn his face.

"Oh my... Caesar. I-I don’t know what to say." Cedric said, "Do the bookers have some sort of vendetta against you? First it was Nero, now him."

"It wasn’t a result of booking." Caesar said as she turned her face away, "The fans voted on the EBW page."

"I haven’t been on the app for some time. Got too many things to do, plus I’m about to retire anyway." Cedric said, "But if you are fighting Damien..."

"Damn." Cedric said as he tilted his head down.

"The way you talk, you make it seem like this guy is a nightmare." Caesar said.

"Because he is." Cedric replied, "He is a guy that makes the talents walk on eggshells around him. He is the only one that Nero genuinely fears."

"Nero?" Caesar asked as she glanced at Cedric, "As in ’Nero Rogue- The mad dog’?"

"Yeah. I told you this before." Cedric responded, "He is the only one that Nero can’t look in the eye. And he is the only one that left Nero traumatized for almost a year."

"Damn." Caesar said with widened eyes.

"Listen up. Because I’m going to tell more about ’The poisonous son- Damien Bane’." Cedric said as he glanced at Caesar and narrowed his eyes.

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