Post by Falcon on Jul 5, 2010 17:43:34 GMT -6
I don't know what I was thinking...
I must have looked like an idiot..
Running full out down the corridor..
Everyone watching as I passed...
Dumbstruck looks on their faces..
How'd he get in here?
Wasn't he banned tonight?
I ran by Awesome and the Young Guns
One of them made a snarky comment
Something about hiding the children
I wish I cared
I was filled with one thought....
Zelda...
Nobody knows why...
And nobody would understand why...
I must have looked like an idiot..
Running full out down the corridor..
Everyone watching as I passed...
Dumbstruck looks on their faces..
How'd he get in here?
Wasn't he banned tonight?
I ran by Awesome and the Young Guns
One of them made a snarky comment
Something about hiding the children
I wish I cared
I was filled with one thought....
Zelda...
Nobody knows why...
And nobody would understand why...
Have you ever felt the urge
to bid the world farewell?
Disenchanted by the taste
Of your own personal hell
[/center][/i]to bid the world farewell?
Disenchanted by the taste
Of your own personal hell
(Suddenly, someone grabbed Falcon, holding onto his arm and stopping his progress. Falcon struggled, trying to break free.)
Falcon: Get the hell off me!
Security: No! We have strict orders to keep you from the building! Mr. Diamond will have my job!
Falcon: **** your orders and **** that little piece of ****..let go of me or I'll make you...
Security: I can't do...
(Falcon turned, twisting his arm to grab hold of his attacker and pull him closer, his balled fist finding home in the apex of his sternum, cutting all breath from his lungs. Falcon let him go, and the man dropped to one knee, trying to catch his breath. Falcon felt bad, the man was just trying to do his job. But he didn't have time to care now. He turned to head towards the ring again.)
Security: There he is!
(Two more guards came down the hall after him, right in his path. Falcon braced himself, when someone stepped out of a door and took one guard run with a chair, the other was distracted by the event and Falcon threw him into the man on the floor. Adam stepped out of the door, and set the chair against the wall.)
Adam: You're welcome... why are you running like a madman...
Falcon: I have to get to her...
Adam: She's fine.. she did her little crowd surfing thing.. Don't worry...
Falcon: I know.. it's just.. I have to I don't expect you to understand.
Adam: Alright.. I under...
(He was cut off by half the security force charging down the hall.)
Adam: This isn't good...
Falcon: Go to the ring.. make sure she's ok.. I'll lose them and meet up with you after the show...
Adam: But I thought..
Falcon: Yeah, I know.. but they're not gonna stop chasing me. I need you to do this for me.
(Adam simply nodded.)
Adam: Alright.. you go...
Falcon: Thanks...
(Falcon took off in the opposite direction. Adam watched the security guards chase after him, then he turned and headed for the ring to check on Zelda.)
I don't need no sympathy, just a little honesty
Would that really be too much to ask?
But in all probability, my intangibilies
Are causing problems letting down your mask
[/center][/i]Would that really be too much to ask?
But in all probability, my intangibilies
Are causing problems letting down your mask
You know Rob, I know you don't believe this, but I get you. Really, I do. I understand your constant need for attention, the way you try to pull everyone's attention away from whatever they're doing and onto you. It's rather selfish, yes, but that alone doesn't make you a bad person. What makes you a bad person is the assanine way you go out of your way to torment the one person who gave you half a chance to be somebody. Spike used you, then Manson used you, then you used yourself with that whole super villain thing. I told everyone that you were the tomorrow we should all look forward to. That someday in the next few years I would be retired, and you would be the next generation of wrestling. I told you to keep working, and they would have to take notice. But...
It wasn't enough, was it?
I suppose on some level that was my fault. I was too encouraging, always telling you that you were right while forgetting to mention that you were right.. tomorrow. But that was last year. Now we're here, and you have to step into the cage with a wounded animal. I expect you to fully write this off and point out that you've beaten me before. I fully expect you to make a whole bunch of jokes about Dateline and that big P word everyone loves. I fully expect you to parody my facepaint and make all those "You cut yourself" jokes. And you know what, go ahead. It's rather humorous, and people seem to get a kick out of mocking me, so go ahead. Don't let me stop you from being the jerk you're trying so hard to portray. It's a great act, worthy of award, like the one I'm sure sits proudly in the most viewable spot in your apartment. But that's all it really is, isn't it?
An act.
I know you. Know your family. You're just a man trying to live up the pressure you put on yourself. Deathly afraid nobody would love you if you failed at anything. I know inside your head you're laughing and telling yourself it isn't true. But there's no way in a hell a man as gifted as you are would have needed to do all those lame tricks you pulled. Maybe there's a small chance that I'm wrong about this. But I don't think so. I'm two hundred percent certain that you wouldn't admit it even if I was right, and you knew it. So, we'll just have to do it this way. I'll have to show you that despite all of this.. I'm not dead yet. That no matter how hard you try, no matter what you take from me, I'm not giving up. I'm going to keep being in your way, until I think you're ready to be the man you're supposed to be.
Whether you approve of it or not.
Step back, look at that
Everyones lack of the ability to hear a person out
A little too loud, a little too proud
Wanna find out what I'm about?
[/center][/i]Everyones lack of the ability to hear a person out
A little too loud, a little too proud
Wanna find out what I'm about?
(Zelda awoke the day after Collision in her own bed. Her mind felt dulled by the medication she had taken after the swan dive she took off the cage to save her nCw Women's title. She groaned and tried to sit up, feeling the ache of the aftermath of a wrestling match. She managed to get herself up to a sitting position. She went to put her good hand to her forehead and found it was weighed down. Falcon was sitting in a chair at her bedside, his head resting on the mattress, his hand resting over hers. He was asleep, still in his wrestling gear from the night before. Zelda pulled her hand free, and touched the side of his face gently.)
Zelda: Kyle...?
(His eyes blinked open, and he picked his head up to see her.)
Falcon: Oh..I'm sorry.. I must've fallen asleep..
Zelda: Were you... watching over me all night?
Falcon: Yes...
Zelda: Why...?
Falcon: I... I can't.. I can't find the words to explain it just yet.. just know.. I needed to be there... and I wasn't...
(She smiled.)
Zelda: But you're here.. when it counts...
Falcon: ....There's nowhere else I want to be..
(She barely heard him, and rather than spoil it by asking him to repeat it she simply leaned over and hugged him.)
Zelda: I did it...
Falcon: I know... I'm so proud of you...
(She broke away from him, and stood up.)
Zelda: Breakfast...?
Falcon: In a minute... need to use the bathroom..
Zelda: Ok..
(Zelda made her way downstairs, to find Adam sitting at the table.)
Adam: Kyle awake..
Zelda: Yea..
(Zelda started to pour herself a bowl of cheerios.)
Adam: He fought to get to you...
Zelda: Really...?
Adam: Half the security force..
Zelda: Wow...
Adam: Did he say why?
Zelda: No.. did he tell you?
Adam: No.. but I think I have an idea.. it involves something a long time ago...
(Zelda made her cereal, and sat down.)
Zelda: Tell me... please...
I scream
But no-one around seems to hear me
I scream
Who cares, they just lock me out
I scream
Yet no-one around seems to care about me
Scream
Got something to say..
I deserve to be heard
[/center][/i]But no-one around seems to hear me
I scream
Who cares, they just lock me out
I scream
Yet no-one around seems to care about me
Scream
Got something to say..
I deserve to be heard