Post by Sephiroth du Lac on Feb 5, 2010 22:55:54 GMT -6
((Author's Note: I'm a huge fan of comic books myself. One of my secret wishes has always been to make my own. I have known many people who have similar dreams of writing for a living. This rp is dedicated to one in particular. You know who you are.))
“Shades of grey wherever I go
The more I find out the less that I know
Black and white is how it should be
But shades of grey are the colors I see.”
- Billy Joel
“Shades of grey wherever I go
The more I find out the less that I know
Black and white is how it should be
But shades of grey are the colors I see.”
- Billy Joel
Familiar voice (Voice over): The world is not simple.
*With those words the scene opens on the figure of a man on a rooftop of an abandoned office building in the town of Glendale, Arizona. The figure clad in black is one we know all too well. It is that of Sephiroth du Lac, the fallen one and right now he is crouched from his high perch. He stares out watching, almost as if waiting. Expecting some unforeseen event as dusk begins to fall on the city.*
Seph (Voice over): A man I once both regarded as a close friend and a vile enemy once said to me "the world is black and white". To him it was. It was divided into right and wrong, good and evil, heroism and villainy. To him it was simple and it was that simplicity that made him beloved to many. I agree on one thing. That is the way that it should be. There's just one problem...
*Just then a scream resounds in the alleys below. A group of young gang members chase a young teenage girl. Seph's eyes move down and he watches them move into the dead end of the alleyway.*
Seph (Voice over): ... it isn't.
*The camera cuts to the young men surrounding the girl who looks at them wide eyed with terror. As the alpha of them moves forward he smiles at her.*
Man: Your a piece of work, B****. You make us chase you? I think a little compensation is in order.
*He brings to fingers in a v shape to his mouth and licks his tongue between them. He grabs the poor young girl tossing her against the wall as the others surround. The sound of her shirt tearing fills each of them with sadistic glee. Suddenly they're barbaric merriment is cut short. The sound of loud clicking fills their ears and as each turn they see a well dressed (if antiquated) figure standing at their backs. His cane at his side. His pale skin and long platinum hair are unnerving to say the least. The figure once more of Sephiroth du Lac shows to us grinning from ear to ear. The leader tosses the girl down.*
Man: Well, what the F*** is this? Halloween come early this year?
Man 2: Yeah, worthless f*** dresses like a faggot.
Man 3: Hey, J. Something ain't right. I think we better get out of here.
Man: Grow the f*** up, d***!
Woman: HELP ME!
Man: Shut up, B****!
*Seph just stands there. Unmoving. The grin still on his face. His hand gripping hard on his cane. His eyes unblinking. Just staring at them with dark eyes.*
Man: What are you looking at, you F***ing Freak!?
Man 3: May... maybe there's something wrong with him.
Man 2: Maybe he wants to watch, J.
Man: Shut up and ace this a**hole.
*The men reach for their side arms when suddenly a loud pop is heard above them. The electrical alley light for the abandoned building suddenly flickers on with a loud pop. The men look up for a brief moment at it and then look back only to discover that Seph is no longer there where he was instead now he stands in front of their so called leader still smiling. He then raises his cane in one quick motion ramming the head into the throat of their leader. As he doubles over in pain clutching his throat Seph comes back with a hard punch to the face. The man falls on his face seemingly unconscious as the group stand in a sudden sense of awe.*
Seph (Voice over): Mr. Red, you are similarly afflicted. You see things as black and white. You are color blind to the real world. Do not think me unastute or inexperienced at all. You see I know what you want. You want black and white. You want to keep it simple. There is just one thing you weren't counting on.
*The sound of guns clicking in one fluent motion perks Seph's ears and he turns to see the whole lot of the gang holding firearms.*
Seph (Voice over): I don't give a toss about what you want.
*Seph looks up and the light that illuminates the area flickers again. It goes out and the sound of gunfire resounds. Multiple shots heard ringing throughout the inner industrial city. The woman from before lays on the ground screaming and crying until the last shot is heard. Suddenly the light flickers back on and the men see a black long figure lying where they fired. They chuckle to themselves.*
Man 2: Stupid f***.
*The man who says this moves forward smirking the whole while. He goes to grab at the figure and pulls off the coat revealing the body of their leader still lying unconscious. The others turn only to find Seph standing there smiling clutching his beloved cane with a smirk. Two quickly try to reload their guns. Seph charges and waylays them both with one quick motion of his cane. The two men go down leaving only three. Seph drops in a kendo stance wielding the cane as a kendo stick. His face still locked in the teasing vile smile.*
Seph (voice over): What I want is not so simple, Mr. Red. I want to be remembered. I want to be respected. I want to be treated as an equal. But most of all...
*One man blindly charges. Seph just forward rolls under the attackers fist. The man turns only to be quickly fireman carried to the cement and then smashed in the face with the head of the cane. Blood splatters as the man clutches his nose and the other two figures stand in shock. Seph laps his tongue out at a drop of blood that splattered on his face.*
Seph (voice over): I want to be feared.
*He raises up from his knees dropping into a defensive stance motioning with only one hand for either one of his attackers to come at him. The one who picked up his coat charges at him in blind fury. Seph dodges the blow wrapping the cane around his attackers throat. The smile on his face grows even bigger, taking on a sadistic quality as he drives the cane deeper into the man's windpipe.*
Seph (Voice over): Mr. Red, eventually you will learn that there must be more. You must become more. You must become something more than yourself. For I will not relent. I shall never give up. I will do anything to win. I will do anything to hurt you. To break you. To humiliate you. You must be better than what you are. So what will you do? How far will you go? What will you do to defeat me? What will you become I wonder? Good or Evil? Hero or villain? Will you be a savior for everyone in the locker room? Beating me with pure skill and determination?
*As the man gasps for air his companion reloads his gun. Seph turns and holds the man like a human shield. The man with the gun hesitates and Seph tosses the would be shield into the gun wielder knocking him to the ground and sending his gun toward the woman who screams in fright.*
Seph (Voice Over): Or will you be a villain, giving up your ideals. Putting them into question just to bring me down. Forced to be the very definition of hypocrisy.
*The man formerly with the gun gets up and swings at Seph who takes the shot. His head and body turn from the blow but he only moves back letting his hair fall in his face. His eye shifts for a second. His fanged smile gleams and then with a sudden surge Seph punches the young man hard with a smashing right hook. The boys body turns and Seph shoots behind him. With a sudden lift and a bridge Seph slams the young man with a german suplex into the concrete. The young man falls limp to the ground.*
Seph (voice over): Which path will you choose red? Which one will you walk down? Or will you take yet a third path and choose none? And in so doing accept that the world isn't so simple. That sometimes things need to get complex and difficult. Because that is what I will make it for you, Red. I will make it very... very difficult.
*Finally the one from before gets to his knees still clutching his throat. Seph lifts him to his feet and with one swift motion wraps him in a headlock and sends him driven hard into the ground with a Fallen Angel DDT. Seph then flips to his feet dusting himself off and picking up his cane. Suddenly a loud CLICK is heard. Seph turns to see the leader up. His nose clearly broken as he holds a switch blade. Seph only smiles at him and turns pressing a button on his cane and pulling up with a twist revealing a hidden blade of some length done in a straight ninja-to style. The cowardly thug suddenly looks in horror dropping the knife and running off. Seph just puts the blade away as the figure of the man disappears into the darkness.*
Seph (Voice over): Cause at the end of the day while I wish the world could be simply defined. Simply put into context of black and white. It isn't...
*The woman stands and smiles at Seph as he turns to her.*
Woman: Thank you for saving me.
Seph: Yes, I did save you...
*Suddenly he grabs her by the neck and pushes her against the wall. His eyes locked with catlike slits. Glowing a malevolent green in the light of the single bulb.*
Seph: For last.
*The woman looks with terror at him as his lips peel back revealing two elongated feral fangs.*
Seph (Voice over): And neither am I.
*Her scream pierces the night as the light bulb illuminating the area flickers out and we are plunged into darkness. A darkness which is the making of only one man who lives in shades of grey as the scene fades to black.*