Chapter 11: Medicine For Demons
Glen Rock really isn't her place. Kind of gross, if anything, and Ruby really hopes she doesn't have to be here for long. Even if she's determined as all hell to find the Wolf Pack, she'll be pissed if they're hiding out around here. No way is she chasing them through the woods, stepping in gross shit and getting poison ivy. If that's the case, she's going to make them suffer when she finds them.
Thankfully, they don't seem to be here. Whatever. Least she doesn't have to camp out here. Guess it's not far enough away for those twats.
Fed up with all the townie shit for one night, Ruby finds herself in what seems to be an inn, hoping to stay the night. Just tonight. After that, she's out of here. Onto the next town. Peace out, Glen Rock.
Oddly, this doesn't seem to be an inn at all. It's someone's library, or something weird like that. And she knows this guy.
He sits at a desk behind a few rows of bookshelves, minding his own business and keeping to the books he has laid out in front of them. They seem to be on torture chambers or something of the like, but Ruby can't see the pages clearly from where she stands. The man in question has a wiffled head, though, the small amount of hair he does have is a jet black, and he dresses in formal clothes: a pair of black slacks, black dress shoes, and a maroon sweater vest.
Trying to keep quiet on her heeled boots, Ruby approaches the man sitting at his desk, knitting her eyebrows in curiosity. "Constable?"
Sharply, not expecting a visitor, the man turns around, and Ruby finds that she's most definitely right about who she's talking to. This is Constable Baron Corbin's study... Stephanie's Constable. She must have given him the go-ahead to leave whenever he wanted, just as she had for her.
Even though his thought process was interrupted, Corbin still grins. "Ah, yes. Ruby Riott. I've actually been expecting you," he says.
Ruby just narrows one eye, still unable to stop looking at him funny. "Have you?" she questions. "What the hell are you doing out here? Was this really the only city MacMahon could buy out as a salvation for you? 'Cause it if it, I feel bad, not gonna lie." She rolls her eyes in the direction of the nearby window. "Glen Rock is kind of a dump."
Corbin chuckles. "Of course not, don't worry about that," he insists. "This was my city of choice. See, I don't mind it out here in the wilderness like this. It's quiet. I can catch up on my studies of how to advance the cause in New York out here, since I figured it'd eventually become chaotic in the palace with all the screaming I envision will be happening." He shrugs. "Besides. If any escapers think it was a good idea to find safety in these woods, they're sadly mistaken; I've got my eye on these woods, and this is my domain." He smirks, eyes becoming dark and evil, but only for a second. Clearing his throat, Corbin straightens back up in his chair and crosses one leg over the other. "But enough about me. Stephanie tells me that you've left New York City to figure out where a certain group of wrestlers went. You know the ones, don't you? Braun Strowman... Alexa Bliss. Ember Moon. Sasha Banks." That dark and grim look returns to his face. "Finn... Bálor?"
Slowly, Ruby nods and crosses her arms over her chest. "Uh-huh. They're the ones I'm looking for," she says.
Corbin grins once again. "Of course. I know you're getting quite the reward for it as well," he says. Pulling his chair out from the desk and standing up, he smiles wryly, and slowly grabs Ruby around the waist, swaying her back and forth. "It's a reward that's really worth it... Getting to have special relations with the throne. Trust me, I know. And as soon as I heard about it, I wanted you to succeed."
All the while, Ruby attempts to keep an unamused expression on her ghastly features, though, Corbin's charm causes her to fail miserably, and a smile creeps upon her darkly-painted lips as lust glimmers in her eyes. "So you did," she growls seductively. "And why's that?"
Corbin chuckles softly under his breath, combing a curtain of her jet black locks behind her ear with very light strokes of his fingertips. "Well, if all goes according to plan, and they're far out of our way and no longer my problem, I had a vision. Perhaps I could convince Steph and Levesque to allow the two of us to rule side-by-side, just as they do. Both of us are of high standing, after all."
The thought makes Ruby blush, smiling even more than she already was, even if she hates being seen by others in such a flustered state. Corbin's a really rather handsome man. A smart one, too. She wouldn't mind sitting beside him on a satiny, jewel-encrusted throne. Both of them deserve it if everything goes the way they want, anyways; they did a lot of work to get to where they are right now.
"What do you think?" Corbin purrs.
Ruby places her hands on his shoulders. "Well, I love the idea," she says. But then a realization comes to mind, and she frowns, dragging her fingertips down the front of Corbin's chest. "I've got a slight problem, though."
Corbin lets her go, looking to her curiously. "Ah? What's the matter?" he asks.
She sighs, brushing the toe of her boot against the carpeted floor. "I can kill most of them off, no problem. They're perfectly human and they stand no chance; once I find them, they're roadkill. No one will even be able to identify their bodies," she says. "It's Bálor that poses the issue." As soon as his name passes her lips, that threatening anger comes back to Corbin's features. But Ruby continues to explain. "Even when Finn's gone, the Demon stays. You've dealt with the Demon before, haven't you? How am I supposed to send the Demon back to hell? I'm not gonna let some mangled, rabid creature keep me from taking my rightful place at the throne."
Corbin nods, a knowing smile coming straight back to his face. "I have just the thing that you need," he says. "Wait here."
With that, he disappears down a row of bookshelves, and into some room Ruby can't see in the dimly-lit room. While he's gone, she peers down at the book opened up on his desk, and scans over what he was reading. Honestly, it does peak her interest; it shows lots of brutal ways to give someone a slow, torturous death. Some of the tactics seem really inhumane and unusual, and just plain cruel. Even better. Ruby's going to have the time of her life when she's ruling beside Corbin. And she can't way.
Corbin isn't gone long, and when he returns, he has a decently-sized, burlap sack. "Here you are, Ruby. I always have packs like these with me when I fear I might run into that precious Demon of Bálor's," he says. "This is what I like to call Medicine for Demons."
Ruby purses her lips. "Huh. Interesting. What's in it?"
"Many different things you can use to kill demons, and keep you safe from them, as a bonus," Corbin explains. "What I reccommend is setting up a Devil's trap before you even kill Bálor; as soon as he's dead, the Demon's got full control over his body. Means he can run from you before you have the chance to turn your head. Who knows what the hell he'll do from there? Could be a death sentence." He shrugs. "Once you've got the Demon right where you want him, use these things on him. I've given you salt, sage, cayenne and clove. Pour that salt all over his skin, feed him those herbs. He'll be in his own Hell on Earth before he even goes back." His eyes then gleam in such a way that make Ruby's heart melt. "Can you make that Demon suffer for me? For everything he's done to me in that ring?"
Ruby grins sinisterly, taking the bag from Corbin's hands. She lifts it to her nose, and takes a soft sniff of all those soothing spices inside, then looks back at Corbin. "Of course," she whispers. "Your wish is my command, Constable." Leaning in, she nibbles on his lower earlobe, gently at first, then greedily nabs a little harder.
Corbin's face bleeds and burns a fire red, as he purrs gently. "I know you won't let me down, my princess," he says. "Have a safe travel."
The two of them immediately touch lips, gaining more passion with each second, as they bite each other's lips, nudge at each other's tongues, then all at once, pull away. With everything said and done, Ruby gives Corbin one last smile, and turns on her heel before walking out of Corbin's study.
Maybe that's one good thing to come out of Glen Rock. Guess not everything can just be bashed right away.
