Post by El Dragon on May 17, 2013 22:11:27 GMT -6
We open with a montage of El Dragon de Valor training and working out to his theme song, "Through the Fire and Flames." We see him kicking a punching bag, then doing wall flips, then jumping around some olympic style vaults and horses. Then some rolls, some sit-ups, and some more punching. We finally end up with him emerging from the sauna.
Dragon: So it has come to this. My friend has decided to become my enemy. Mi corazón es pesado. My heart is heavy. I don't want this. I don't want to have to fight my friend. But he has left me no choice in the matter.
Dragon sighs as he looks at the floor.
Dragon: ...Bushido, my brother, mi hermano, I am sorry. Tan lamentable fallé a todos nosotros. I can never say it enough. I am truly sorry for what I did to you. How I failed you when we needed to be strong. How I let my demons rule me. When the bottle came before our friendship. It was the worst decision of my life. A terrible life choice that I must live with every day. A tempting demon that I must refuse...every day. What you have turned into only adds more weight to my heart, because I know it was that decision that what led you to become this monster.
Kesuke brings Dragon some water. Dragon drinks some and breathes a sigh of refreshing relief.
Dragon: I have created a monster, and unfortunately, like Dr. Frankenstein, I must end my own creation for the betterment of the wrestling world. I feel bad that I must fight mi amigo, but it must be done. The thing he has become, the animal he has reversed back to is a poison. Una enfermedad asquerosa. A disgusting poison that I had once cured. I found Bushido in the Japanese death matches, and I saw the potential. I saved him from that life, but he decided to go back. He decided to live like that again. And I cannot in good conscience let my best friend return to that life. The only way to save him is to show him how bad that is. To take him back to that death match world, and make him realize the pain that will bring. The carver shortening that comes with those matches. Pero debe ser hecho.
Dragon dries himself off and drinks some more water. Kesuke takes the water bottle away.
Dragon: I hate this. I hate that I have to do this. But hate has twisted Bushido. Hate that should not be there. I apologized, I did my best to make amends. I called him, I visited him, I paid all his bills. After all that, I still feel shame, I still beat myself up. But for him to attack me, to throw me through that window, to attack me backstage, that I find unacceptable. That angers me. Miranda is not doing her job if she is letting this happen. I may feel guilty, but I will not be bullied. I will not take this lying down. I will not be abused!
Dragon punches the wall nearby in anger. His eyes visibly full of sorrow and rage.
Dragon: I feel sorry for what I did, I feel sorry for what Bushido has become. But more than both, I feel sorrow for Bushido. Because he did not learn my lesson. He did not watch as I gave in to temptation and let my demons take over. Because as alcohol influenced all that I did, the demons of anger and rage have taken over Bushido. He lets the hate grow in him, he is addicted to it. And I will not let that consume him like the alcohol consumed me. Lo devolveré del otro lado. I am out to save my best friend.
Dragon clenches his fists and looks up to the heavens.
Dragon: No! More than friend, he is family. Our fighting is tearing Kesuke apart. Our fighting has driven Miranda to choose sides. Our fighting is ruining the legacy of the Internationals. But we will face off, and I will tare the house down if that is what it tales to save Bushido, and to save our family. El honor será restaurado.
The scene fades out.
Dragon: So it has come to this. My friend has decided to become my enemy. Mi corazón es pesado. My heart is heavy. I don't want this. I don't want to have to fight my friend. But he has left me no choice in the matter.
Dragon sighs as he looks at the floor.
Dragon: ...Bushido, my brother, mi hermano, I am sorry. Tan lamentable fallé a todos nosotros. I can never say it enough. I am truly sorry for what I did to you. How I failed you when we needed to be strong. How I let my demons rule me. When the bottle came before our friendship. It was the worst decision of my life. A terrible life choice that I must live with every day. A tempting demon that I must refuse...every day. What you have turned into only adds more weight to my heart, because I know it was that decision that what led you to become this monster.
Kesuke brings Dragon some water. Dragon drinks some and breathes a sigh of refreshing relief.
Dragon: I have created a monster, and unfortunately, like Dr. Frankenstein, I must end my own creation for the betterment of the wrestling world. I feel bad that I must fight mi amigo, but it must be done. The thing he has become, the animal he has reversed back to is a poison. Una enfermedad asquerosa. A disgusting poison that I had once cured. I found Bushido in the Japanese death matches, and I saw the potential. I saved him from that life, but he decided to go back. He decided to live like that again. And I cannot in good conscience let my best friend return to that life. The only way to save him is to show him how bad that is. To take him back to that death match world, and make him realize the pain that will bring. The carver shortening that comes with those matches. Pero debe ser hecho.
Dragon dries himself off and drinks some more water. Kesuke takes the water bottle away.
Dragon: I hate this. I hate that I have to do this. But hate has twisted Bushido. Hate that should not be there. I apologized, I did my best to make amends. I called him, I visited him, I paid all his bills. After all that, I still feel shame, I still beat myself up. But for him to attack me, to throw me through that window, to attack me backstage, that I find unacceptable. That angers me. Miranda is not doing her job if she is letting this happen. I may feel guilty, but I will not be bullied. I will not take this lying down. I will not be abused!
Dragon punches the wall nearby in anger. His eyes visibly full of sorrow and rage.
Dragon: I feel sorry for what I did, I feel sorry for what Bushido has become. But more than both, I feel sorrow for Bushido. Because he did not learn my lesson. He did not watch as I gave in to temptation and let my demons take over. Because as alcohol influenced all that I did, the demons of anger and rage have taken over Bushido. He lets the hate grow in him, he is addicted to it. And I will not let that consume him like the alcohol consumed me. Lo devolveré del otro lado. I am out to save my best friend.
Dragon clenches his fists and looks up to the heavens.
Dragon: No! More than friend, he is family. Our fighting is tearing Kesuke apart. Our fighting has driven Miranda to choose sides. Our fighting is ruining the legacy of the Internationals. But we will face off, and I will tare the house down if that is what it tales to save Bushido, and to save our family. El honor será restaurado.
The scene fades out.
