Post by kylen184 on Aug 22, 2007 17:03:51 GMT -6
Chapter 2[/u]
Scene 2
I made my way to the Power On Arena. My back still sore, my lip busted open and my hand covered in cuts. I looked like shit and felt worst than I had ever felt in my life. I did not feel terrible due to a loss against that cheat called Night but I felt terrible thanks to my mental status. I couldn’t share my troubles with anyone. I couldn’t show a weakness against anyone, not even someone who I’ve seen hundreds of times but in different forms. Some of those forms were taller and others were fatter but they all shared the same fate.
I then pulled outside the arena as I stepped out of my car, the sun shun down on me. I then slipped on my shades as I grabbed my duffle bag from out of the car. I then continued to the arena. I then walked up the steps as I noticed a few people staring at me. I ignored them as I knew I was in the exact mental state to deliver a promo which could mean the difference between a win and a loss.
I then made my way to my locker room as I walked down the hallways keeping an eye out for any suspicious actions. Each hall was identical in this arena. It was easy to get lost if it was your first time here. I then stopped outside my locker room. I felt a strange presence behind me. I turned around expecting to see the shadow but once again it was gone, I was getting pretty sick of this routine by it.
I then opened the door as I was greeted by just some lockers and a bench to get ready. I threw my duffle bag to the corner as I sat down ready to deliver a promo.
”First of all Night I’d like to make one thing clear to everyone in the Power On Wrestling arena tonight that you are full of shit. Yeah that’s right I called you full of shit, claiming you wrote those lyrics. Well I did a little research on the World Wide Web and found out its just lyrics from Spring Awakening. I find that pathetic Night that you can try and claim someone’s work as your own. Now I know you haven’t got much in your head but claiming someone’s work is just the lowest you can go in most people’s opinions and that’s one of mine. What’s the matter Night not feeling your usual self this week? Haven’t got the budget to afford some crappy actors to act me out this week?”
“Yeah Night you may not recall me basically owning you in the ring when it came down to just us 2 for about 95% of the time. Yeah you don’t recall the beautiful moonsault I hit onto you or anything of the other moves? The only thing you can remember was how I made you scream in agony as the Texas Cloverleaf stretched your
body. I made sure everyone could see how a person such as me could move a big clumsy individual around the ring like I did. How did it feel to have someone smaller than you manhandle you the way I did?” I said
I then looked around my locker room; it looked like I may have to share it with someone later on tonight. SO I decided it would be best to get ready now and warm myself up for the match
”Yes I still claim you cheated you had to pull the rope down in order to beat me. You knew you had to do something extremely drastic to win and that was to cheat. Deep down you knew Fate and myself were about to win, our Destiny was soon to overcome yours.
So what you can keep that AAA Medallion, I didn’t need it before to get countless titles and title shots in other wrestling promotions so why would I need it here?
Now I know you need it because you’re not that good of wrestler but care to put it on the line this week?”
“Prove your that good of a wrestler and face me one on one with that AAA Medallion on the line? Prove to the fans of Power On Wrestling that you’re not a coward and put them on a line at the upcoming Road To Reckless? I can understand if you don’t want to but I believe it would bring the best out of the 2 of us. Well the best out of you because I don’t plan on losing and neither does my Fate because I am The Fate nothing more and nothing less”
I then thought about him mentioning the black figure I kept seeing? Did he see them too? Na he couldn’t. I best act like I don’t know what he’s on about
”Night I don’t know what shit you’ve been out there smoking but I don’t hear any voices that don’t exist. You used to hear your dead father talking to you? That sounds a bit f**ked up and taking pills over it seems a bit weak. You should be able to use your own mental ability to overcome whatever tries to posses you. I know nothing can ever try to posses me, I am mentally stronger than I have ever been before” I said
I was lying to myself. I was mentally weak at this moment in time. My body ached as did my mind. I knew I had only recently came back to professional wrestling but I felt like giving it up to try and rid myself of the strange black shadowed individual which stalked me. I knew it wasn’t human but was it real? Was it a figment of my f**ked up head? I had so many questions but knew I could only have them answered when I saw it next
”Know I bet a load of you are wondering what happened to my hand? Well basically I got into a fight with my shower window. I fell right through it. Now I will step into that ring and face Night because I don’t like the fact he owns a victory over me. I will not rest until I avenge my loss.
Blood will be spilt in our match Night, this tale has been told a thousand times. I will not allow you to beat me in this match. I will lock in the Texas Cloverleaf again and keep a hold of it until I hear you scream for forgiveness”
“There will be no regret in this match. There will be No Remorse shown. I will portray to you the ways and means of Fate. How you’re Fate has been pre written hundreds of years ago.
I am the Final Fate of Power On Wrestling and yours is over” I said as the promo finished
I then made my way into the shower area as I stripped down naked. I firstly removed my t-shirt and then my vans. I then removed my black jeans before finally taking of my boxers. I then stepped into the misty shower as the water splashed all over my aching body. It stung the cuts on my hand but I chose to ignore it. If I was stupid enough to punch a mirror then I deserved it. I then heard footsteps outside the shower.
I ignored it must have been the person sharing the locker room with me for the show. I continued to wash my aching body. I then heard it step into the shower area.
”Hello?” I shouted
There was no reply. Must have been my mind playing tricks on me or was it Fate? Wait was the black shadow Fate? Was it my Fate? I had hundreds of questions coming towards me from my brain but no ways to answer them. I then felt a cold hand on my back. I immediately turned around but nothing was there. I then felt a attack to my back from the other side. IT pushed me out of the shower and onto my knees. I quickly rolled onto my back as I flicked up.
I then looked around but nothing was there. What was happening to me?
Scene 2
I made my way to the Power On Arena. My back still sore, my lip busted open and my hand covered in cuts. I looked like shit and felt worst than I had ever felt in my life. I did not feel terrible due to a loss against that cheat called Night but I felt terrible thanks to my mental status. I couldn’t share my troubles with anyone. I couldn’t show a weakness against anyone, not even someone who I’ve seen hundreds of times but in different forms. Some of those forms were taller and others were fatter but they all shared the same fate.
I then pulled outside the arena as I stepped out of my car, the sun shun down on me. I then slipped on my shades as I grabbed my duffle bag from out of the car. I then continued to the arena. I then walked up the steps as I noticed a few people staring at me. I ignored them as I knew I was in the exact mental state to deliver a promo which could mean the difference between a win and a loss.
I then made my way to my locker room as I walked down the hallways keeping an eye out for any suspicious actions. Each hall was identical in this arena. It was easy to get lost if it was your first time here. I then stopped outside my locker room. I felt a strange presence behind me. I turned around expecting to see the shadow but once again it was gone, I was getting pretty sick of this routine by it.
I then opened the door as I was greeted by just some lockers and a bench to get ready. I threw my duffle bag to the corner as I sat down ready to deliver a promo.
”First of all Night I’d like to make one thing clear to everyone in the Power On Wrestling arena tonight that you are full of shit. Yeah that’s right I called you full of shit, claiming you wrote those lyrics. Well I did a little research on the World Wide Web and found out its just lyrics from Spring Awakening. I find that pathetic Night that you can try and claim someone’s work as your own. Now I know you haven’t got much in your head but claiming someone’s work is just the lowest you can go in most people’s opinions and that’s one of mine. What’s the matter Night not feeling your usual self this week? Haven’t got the budget to afford some crappy actors to act me out this week?”
“Yeah Night you may not recall me basically owning you in the ring when it came down to just us 2 for about 95% of the time. Yeah you don’t recall the beautiful moonsault I hit onto you or anything of the other moves? The only thing you can remember was how I made you scream in agony as the Texas Cloverleaf stretched your
body. I made sure everyone could see how a person such as me could move a big clumsy individual around the ring like I did. How did it feel to have someone smaller than you manhandle you the way I did?” I said
I then looked around my locker room; it looked like I may have to share it with someone later on tonight. SO I decided it would be best to get ready now and warm myself up for the match
”Yes I still claim you cheated you had to pull the rope down in order to beat me. You knew you had to do something extremely drastic to win and that was to cheat. Deep down you knew Fate and myself were about to win, our Destiny was soon to overcome yours.
So what you can keep that AAA Medallion, I didn’t need it before to get countless titles and title shots in other wrestling promotions so why would I need it here?
Now I know you need it because you’re not that good of wrestler but care to put it on the line this week?”
“Prove your that good of a wrestler and face me one on one with that AAA Medallion on the line? Prove to the fans of Power On Wrestling that you’re not a coward and put them on a line at the upcoming Road To Reckless? I can understand if you don’t want to but I believe it would bring the best out of the 2 of us. Well the best out of you because I don’t plan on losing and neither does my Fate because I am The Fate nothing more and nothing less”
I then thought about him mentioning the black figure I kept seeing? Did he see them too? Na he couldn’t. I best act like I don’t know what he’s on about
”Night I don’t know what shit you’ve been out there smoking but I don’t hear any voices that don’t exist. You used to hear your dead father talking to you? That sounds a bit f**ked up and taking pills over it seems a bit weak. You should be able to use your own mental ability to overcome whatever tries to posses you. I know nothing can ever try to posses me, I am mentally stronger than I have ever been before” I said
I was lying to myself. I was mentally weak at this moment in time. My body ached as did my mind. I knew I had only recently came back to professional wrestling but I felt like giving it up to try and rid myself of the strange black shadowed individual which stalked me. I knew it wasn’t human but was it real? Was it a figment of my f**ked up head? I had so many questions but knew I could only have them answered when I saw it next
”Know I bet a load of you are wondering what happened to my hand? Well basically I got into a fight with my shower window. I fell right through it. Now I will step into that ring and face Night because I don’t like the fact he owns a victory over me. I will not rest until I avenge my loss.
Blood will be spilt in our match Night, this tale has been told a thousand times. I will not allow you to beat me in this match. I will lock in the Texas Cloverleaf again and keep a hold of it until I hear you scream for forgiveness”
“There will be no regret in this match. There will be No Remorse shown. I will portray to you the ways and means of Fate. How you’re Fate has been pre written hundreds of years ago.
I am the Final Fate of Power On Wrestling and yours is over” I said as the promo finished
I then made my way into the shower area as I stripped down naked. I firstly removed my t-shirt and then my vans. I then removed my black jeans before finally taking of my boxers. I then stepped into the misty shower as the water splashed all over my aching body. It stung the cuts on my hand but I chose to ignore it. If I was stupid enough to punch a mirror then I deserved it. I then heard footsteps outside the shower.
I ignored it must have been the person sharing the locker room with me for the show. I continued to wash my aching body. I then heard it step into the shower area.
”Hello?” I shouted
There was no reply. Must have been my mind playing tricks on me or was it Fate? Wait was the black shadow Fate? Was it my Fate? I had hundreds of questions coming towards me from my brain but no ways to answer them. I then felt a cold hand on my back. I immediately turned around but nothing was there. I then felt a attack to my back from the other side. IT pushed me out of the shower and onto my knees. I quickly rolled onto my back as I flicked up.
I then looked around but nothing was there. What was happening to me?