Post by Spike Kane on Apr 15, 2011 18:09:23 GMT -6
“F**k the past motherf**ker
He's the sh*t right now!”
He's the sh*t right now!”
We open up on a slightly familiar building, it's a psychiatrists building, something tells us we've seen it before. Some of you might recognise it, others might at a later date when they've read, the other thing. Anyway, after the establishing shot of the building, we're inside now in a room where our plucky hero “Spyke” is sitting on one of those weird sofa's with a presumed “doctor” sitting on the chair next to him with a notepad and pen.
Psychiatrist: So Mr Kane....you tell me that you've been having some night terrors since you and your wife split?
Spyke: Yeah Doc, it's the same one over and over again.
Psychiatrist: And it always ends the same way?
Spyke: Yeah Doc....it's always the same. She takes Xander, and I never get to see him again.
Psychiatrist: But this isn't what happened in reality is it Mr Kane? I mean, you remember why we're here right?
Spyke: Yes I remember. Part of my new contract with nCw is that I come to this retarded sessions and let some overpaid nerd talk crap about my past.
Psychiatrist: Sir, I'm not paid to listen to abuse. We've mentioned you're troubled past before-
Spyke: Yeah, it's not rocket science. I have a f**ked up past, which makes me f**ked up....it's pretty damn obvious.
Psychiatrist; OK...we'll cover that bridge another time, but this dream about your ex-wife. It stems from the day you broke up....go through what happened with me....
Spyke lays back down and begins to recollect what happened, slowly dozing off as he does so, remembering....
…...to Spyke's house in Boston, that nice big house you always wished you could live in but you were always too poor to. Yeah that one. In the master bedroom we can see Spyke sitting on the end of his bed with the Senior Xtremo mask in one hand and a half empty bottle of Jack Daniels in the other. His wife walks in with a duffel bag over here shoulder, she has eyeliner on her face, clearly run from crying.
River: So you're just going to piss your life away along with your career?
Spyke doesn't even acknowledge River's presence let alone her words. He takes a swig from the bottle, River makes a move of grab it. Spyke reacts and slams the bottle off the wall. The bottle shatters, and JD splatters everywhere, River flinches as if Spyke was going to hit her, which seems to piss Spyke off more than anything. In the background we can hear Xander begin to cry.
River: Great, after the day he's had you've just made it worse.
Spyke: It's not like I did it on purpose.
River: That poor little boy is going to grow up with needles, and medication up the wazoo.
Spyke: It's not my fault.
River: But you don't care that he's inherited your f*cking curse do you? You don;t care that you've condemned him to a life of depression, misery, and loneliness. You couldn't care less, which is why you'll never see him ever again.
Spyke: WHAT!?
Spyke is now on his feet, fire and passion is his eyes.
River: You think I'm going to let him near you? You're diseased Mike, in the brain, in the mind.....and in what passes for you're heart!
Spykes eyes water up, his bottom lip trembles and his brow furrows. He grabs River by the throat in a split second and slams her against the wall where the bottle smashed. He leans in right next to her face, the pure anger and anguish clear on his face. The anger it seems barely keeping him from spilling his tears.
Spyke: How f**cking dare you....even....question. HOW DARE YOU!! I lost a son because of this, and you make out that I did it on purpose? That I wished this, forced this on Xander!? You....YOU...threaten ME!?
Spykes eyes are almost bulging out of his eyes as he stares a hole into the woman who had handed him divorce papers when she found out he had crawled back to nCw as Senior Xtremo. His hand is wrapped around her through, enough to cause some pain but more for intimidation then an actual attempt to strangle her.
Spyke: Let me tell you how this works WHORE. You threaten me, or my son ever again and I will straight up kill you. I won't sue you, I won't bankrupt you....I will kill you, out right murder you! Do you hear me?
River: ...y...yy....yes.
Spyke: Do you understand me bitch!?
River: ….y..y...yes! YES!
Spyke: To think that I loved you.....that I trusted you.....you disgust me. Get the f**ck out of my house!
Spyke let's go of River and she runs towards Xanders room, but Spyke grabs her by the hair and pulls her to the front door. River is kicking and screaming, crying as she is dragged. Spyke opens the front door and picks her up, literally throwing her on the floor. River lands in a crumpled sobbing heap. Before Spyke slams the door shut. He turns around and rests his back on the door, River banging on it on the other side. Spyke slinks to a seated position clutching at his head as the emotions finally overcome him and he breaks down crying. After a few moments he recalls Xander crying and he heads up the stairs and into his son's bedroom. Picking up the baby he lifts his son into the air and kisses him on the head. Xander reaches out for Spyke and they cuddle, as out the window Spyke spots River climbing into Dexter Davis' car.
….and we wake up in the room now.
Psychiatrist: erm....well....Mr Kane....it erm, certainly seems like you have a lot of pent up anger and aggression.
Spyke: Part of the job doc.
Psychiatrist: As well as depression and anxiety.....
Spyke: ….so?
Psychiatrist: This condition you have, Tretalogy of Fallots correct?
Spyke: What's your point doc.
Psychiatrist: It's a trigger point for you isn't it?
Spyke: You know, this isn't worth the money coming out of the Fox account....or is it Knite now?
Psychiatrist: Mr Kane, I'm trying to help you.
Spyke: Nobody said I had to take your help Doc, just that I had to show up...
With that Spyke heads up and out of the door, slamming it behind him. The camera shows the psychiatrist shaking his head as he writes down on his pad “very troubled, a possible danger to himself and others” we however cut to Spyke who's sitting outside prepping his bike to leave when suddenly a young women comes out of the building a few minutes behind him.
Spyke: Aggravated much?
She smiles and turns to face Spyke, the smile clearly not an actual representation of how she feels. Still full of rage and hundreds of other emotions, Spyke smiles back at her. He knows who she is, and he knows who she's related to and the though just entices him even more.
Yeah... I'm easy to read, aren't I?
Spyke: Hop on, let's get stupid and do something fun. What'd'ya say?
She smiles, this time genuinely and she approaches Spyke, swinging her leg over the bike and grabbing his waist as he smirks, guns the throttle and heads off.
~~~
People have seen me do some pretty crazy stuff in my career. I've wrapped myself in barbed wire, set myself on fire, done both of those at the same time....I've shortened careers, and I've ended them to. So the thing you need to think about is this....most of these people I didn't have much of a problem with.
So what in the blue hell does that say for Hexx?
I'm going to destroy you at Sovereign, I'm going to take you further than you have ever been in your pitiful career. In essence Hexx, I'm going to make you more famous than you ever could have been as “Spike Kane” because you'll be remembered, you be remembered as a victim in nCw's most violent match ever. In nCw's most brutal match ever. I'm going to whip you all over the arena and show you in person, first hand why you never should have messed with me. It's an easy mistake to make Hexx, a lot of people have done it in the past, but they have all suffered for their transgressions. You? You took liberties.
I gave you a chance.
You spat it back in my face.
You think your funny, acting touch and talking smack with the world of nCw watching and listening. You thought you were safe, you thought that the back room staff hate me as much as they like to let on. But you forget, Angel....me and him have a certain level of respect, and he owes me a few favours....so last month, when you thought you had the upper hand in the handicapped match, I showed you a thing or two.
But it wasn't enough.
You didn't learn your lesson.
You continued parading around, tarnishing my name and making me look like an idiot. So all it took was to keep my cool, bide my time. Yeah I suffered defeat or two, yeah Brad and I decided not to bother with the petty crap nCw was trying to do. Then they gave me a challenge in Demetrius Young, and I knew....I knew if I beat him they'd finally let me get my hands on you.
One on one.
So think about it Hexx, think about what you have in-store at Sovereign. There is no escape, no f**king joking around....and no way out. I'm going to get revenge on you Hexx, for everything you have done to me and my family, for causing my family to fall apart. I blame it all on you, and you have more pain coming your way than the human mind can even slightly comprehend. You may want to ask Trent Helms if his alien brain can imagine it for you, just to give you some insight.
Hexx, Sovereign is days away....and the last think on my mind is being Spike Kane once again, because with the name or without I am the single most dangerous man in nCw, I live, breath, and breed violence....and I'm exacting every motherf**king ounce of it I have on you come Sunday.
Hexx, there's a reason why remakes always suck....
Because you don't f**k with the original!
People have seen me do some pretty crazy stuff in my career. I've wrapped myself in barbed wire, set myself on fire, done both of those at the same time....I've shortened careers, and I've ended them to. So the thing you need to think about is this....most of these people I didn't have much of a problem with.
So what in the blue hell does that say for Hexx?
I'm going to destroy you at Sovereign, I'm going to take you further than you have ever been in your pitiful career. In essence Hexx, I'm going to make you more famous than you ever could have been as “Spike Kane” because you'll be remembered, you be remembered as a victim in nCw's most violent match ever. In nCw's most brutal match ever. I'm going to whip you all over the arena and show you in person, first hand why you never should have messed with me. It's an easy mistake to make Hexx, a lot of people have done it in the past, but they have all suffered for their transgressions. You? You took liberties.
I gave you a chance.
You spat it back in my face.
You think your funny, acting touch and talking smack with the world of nCw watching and listening. You thought you were safe, you thought that the back room staff hate me as much as they like to let on. But you forget, Angel....me and him have a certain level of respect, and he owes me a few favours....so last month, when you thought you had the upper hand in the handicapped match, I showed you a thing or two.
But it wasn't enough.
You didn't learn your lesson.
You continued parading around, tarnishing my name and making me look like an idiot. So all it took was to keep my cool, bide my time. Yeah I suffered defeat or two, yeah Brad and I decided not to bother with the petty crap nCw was trying to do. Then they gave me a challenge in Demetrius Young, and I knew....I knew if I beat him they'd finally let me get my hands on you.
One on one.
So think about it Hexx, think about what you have in-store at Sovereign. There is no escape, no f**king joking around....and no way out. I'm going to get revenge on you Hexx, for everything you have done to me and my family, for causing my family to fall apart. I blame it all on you, and you have more pain coming your way than the human mind can even slightly comprehend. You may want to ask Trent Helms if his alien brain can imagine it for you, just to give you some insight.
Hexx, Sovereign is days away....and the last think on my mind is being Spike Kane once again, because with the name or without I am the single most dangerous man in nCw, I live, breath, and breed violence....and I'm exacting every motherf**king ounce of it I have on you come Sunday.
Hexx, there's a reason why remakes always suck....
Because you don't f**k with the original!