Mexican Death Trip
A supporting character in Dr. Daedalus, Diavolo the Luchador, explores his roots in this tale…
This story is inspired by classic 60′s B-Movies from Mexico. The most popular of these films featured real-life luchadors fighting space vixens, shuffling zombies, vampires, etc etc. The most famous star had to be El Santo– who starred in over 50 films, had a comic book series and still had time to find his way into the ring for wrestling matches. This book takes the tropes of films made by Santo and his peers (like Blue Demon and Mil Mascaras) and represents them with modern narrative styling and a bit of pop-culture flash. It’s a bit of sci-fi, a bit of horror, and a bit of a spaghetti western thrown together with muscle cars, hot zombie girls and lots of mischievous demons. It’s a story about good and evil (and the fine line between the two) as the central character, Diávolo, does his best to make up for past sins and become a source of justice in an otherwise lawless land.
In his own words:
When the San Andreas fault finally gave up the ghost, California and Mexico were reduced to an endless chain of islands. With no contingency plan to save them, most of these islands became patches of barren lawless hell in a sea of sludge and pollution.
SIX years later, Diabolis set up shop on the island of Calexico. He was a shamed American scientist, excommunicated for the unethical experiments he performed on live human subjects.
SIX years after that, I was born. I was the pinnacle if the Doctor’s sinister deeds. In a word- I was a MONSTER. It was my job to make others believe what the Doctor held true– that he was their lord, their master and their God. Of course, the people of the island rebelled, but it didn’t matter to me. I was shot, stabbed, burned, impaled, eviscerated and on one occasion, blown up. But thanks to the Doctor, I always got better and I always came back. For a long time I terrorized the good people of that island… until I met Nina. She was a sacrifice, traded to the Doctor for mercy from me. It was Nina who saw through my scars and disfigurement. It was Nina who saw how I had no choice but to do the Doctor’s bidding. It was Nina who tamed me, and made me understand what it meant to be human. So when Nina suggested we escape the island and return to the civilized world, I tore down the Doctor’s stronghold with my bare hands and we fled.
SIX after that, we decided to return…
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