Post by Alex Jones on May 27, 2009 18:14:45 GMT -6
“Every day of my life I’ve been building towards what I want. Legendary status, Immortality, it goes by many names. In the end what I want, what I crave is to always be remembered, never forgotten. I don’t want to be packed away like some kind of antique when my career is over and my life is done and dusted. But you Adam, you tried to end it all prematurely. You tried to take away my chance at immortality, you tried to do the one thing you knew I’d never forgive or forget...you Adam knite are now a marked man....”
The words come out of my mouth. But it doesn’t feel like I’m the one speaking them. The anger has clouded all aspects of my personality. I look around the room, the lights are all off, I don’t wish to be able to see my reflection right now. The bruises, the cuts that will eventually be scares. All grim reminders of what Adam did to me....
“You think you weakened me?. You think you gained some sort of advantage?. Adam you have no idea what you’re doing do you?. I sit here an injured animal, a rage inside that wants to escape. What do you think is going to happen on Sunday when there’s no one else around but you and me?. Can you escape me?. I doubt it. See Adam, in the beginning this was about something else. It was about the revolution versus the resistance. I got thrust into a leadership role that I wasn’t sure I wanted. I just stood up cause there was no one else.”
“Spike Kane was gone, Trent Helms followed. Someone needed to stand up and I did, then suddenly words like “leader” are getting thrown around. So I decided I’d step into that role. I’d lead. And I did. I didn’t stop this whole Revolution thing single handed, I’ve never said that. But I did help bring Angel and burns out of your control, they realised you’re a false champion. And when the war ended Leonard Fox decided I was the man who was to face you first. I was the man who was to step in as number one contender. And after alot of negotiation it was decided that to get in the ring with you I needed to “earn” the shot.”
“I agreed with that. I didn’t want to just step in, so I did what needed to be done and earned my shot against you. And what did you do Adam?. You did your typical tantrum and tried to find a way out of it. This whole thing has gone from being a simple disagreement to me wanting to rip your head off. And now Adam it’s going to cost you the thing you covet most, and it’s not your power hungry fiancé, it’s the NCW world title. That belt deserves a real champion and that Adam is exactly what I am. Even you know it, that’s why you’ve ducked and dodged me every chance you’ve had.”
He knows it’s true. Every test he’s put infront of me I’ve passed, and once I became number one contender he did everything he could to stop it. What a coward.
“But there won’t be anywhere to hide on Sunday Adam. You won’t be able to hide behind Kelly Fox’s skirt, you won’t be able to hide behind the title...you’ll have to pay the piper....”
A light switches on, AJ stares into the camera, avoiding any mirrors or glass surfaces. Hi face looks like a train wreck. A cut on his forehead, newly stitched up stretches from the bridge of his nose up over his left eye. AJ seems to stare off into space, like his mind is somewhere else......
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My shin bone hit the back with a resounding thud. The shockwave from the sudden stop sending pain shooting up my leg to my hips and ribs. My gloved hand instantly comes to my injury trying to protect it, this simple act of self preservation from my mind sends feelings of anger across my mind, I let out a primal scream and lay in another hard low kick to the heavy bag, before the pain has a chance to register I lay in a right, a left, another kick, another right, an elbow and a higher right kick, I stop and sigh panting loudly resting my weary sweat drenched head against the bag.
“Why are you doing this AJ?”
Shelly’s voice rings through my ear, my eyes shoot open as the scene of her familiar perfume invades my senses. I turn my head and smile at her, no matter how angry I am, no matter how focused she can always make me smile. Her beautiful face, her graceful and caring nature.
“You know why I’m doing this Shell....you know why I have to”
“AJ, he’ll kill you. Adam is a vicious self loathing demon full of hatred and violence. He’ll do anything to keep that belt.....and you’re in no condition to do this...”
I look away from her, deep down I know she’s right. Deep down I know Adam can tear me limb from limb and then use those limbs too beat my carcass to death.
“What do you want me to do Shelly?”
“Walk away, this isn’t the only company you can work for, we can leave, you, me and Hayleigh, you can work for XH-“
“NO. No Shelly. Don’t even say that company’s name. It’s a nice thought but I’m not running. I need to beat Adam....I need to become champion....”
I know my words are making Shelly feel insecure. She cares about me and doesn’t want to lose me. It’s a thought and a fact that makes my heart smile.
“...No wonder I fell in love with you...you’re exactly like Angel...stubborn and pigheaded.”
I feel the anger boil, I feel my stomach shoot up into my chest, how dare she compare me to him.
“Don’t compare me to him Shelly. I’m nothing like Angel.”
Sensing the source of my anger Shelly nods and reaches out putting a hand on my shoulder.
“I’m sorry”
She leans in and kisses me, her lips are soft and warm, for a split second all the rage and anger disappears and I want to take her in my arms and make her mine. But as she pulls away my mind snaps back to Adam, the rage returns with a burning fury, an inferno of anger. I refocus back on the bag, but slowly it begins to morph from a heavy bag into Adam Knite, My kicks hit the bag over and over followed by punches and elbows, I envision his legs becoming black and blue from my low stiff kicks, his nose exploding with blood from my punches, he deserves the pain, the degradation...he deserves the beating I’ll give him.....
The words come out of my mouth. But it doesn’t feel like I’m the one speaking them. The anger has clouded all aspects of my personality. I look around the room, the lights are all off, I don’t wish to be able to see my reflection right now. The bruises, the cuts that will eventually be scares. All grim reminders of what Adam did to me....
“You think you weakened me?. You think you gained some sort of advantage?. Adam you have no idea what you’re doing do you?. I sit here an injured animal, a rage inside that wants to escape. What do you think is going to happen on Sunday when there’s no one else around but you and me?. Can you escape me?. I doubt it. See Adam, in the beginning this was about something else. It was about the revolution versus the resistance. I got thrust into a leadership role that I wasn’t sure I wanted. I just stood up cause there was no one else.”
“Spike Kane was gone, Trent Helms followed. Someone needed to stand up and I did, then suddenly words like “leader” are getting thrown around. So I decided I’d step into that role. I’d lead. And I did. I didn’t stop this whole Revolution thing single handed, I’ve never said that. But I did help bring Angel and burns out of your control, they realised you’re a false champion. And when the war ended Leonard Fox decided I was the man who was to face you first. I was the man who was to step in as number one contender. And after alot of negotiation it was decided that to get in the ring with you I needed to “earn” the shot.”
“I agreed with that. I didn’t want to just step in, so I did what needed to be done and earned my shot against you. And what did you do Adam?. You did your typical tantrum and tried to find a way out of it. This whole thing has gone from being a simple disagreement to me wanting to rip your head off. And now Adam it’s going to cost you the thing you covet most, and it’s not your power hungry fiancé, it’s the NCW world title. That belt deserves a real champion and that Adam is exactly what I am. Even you know it, that’s why you’ve ducked and dodged me every chance you’ve had.”
He knows it’s true. Every test he’s put infront of me I’ve passed, and once I became number one contender he did everything he could to stop it. What a coward.
“But there won’t be anywhere to hide on Sunday Adam. You won’t be able to hide behind Kelly Fox’s skirt, you won’t be able to hide behind the title...you’ll have to pay the piper....”
A light switches on, AJ stares into the camera, avoiding any mirrors or glass surfaces. Hi face looks like a train wreck. A cut on his forehead, newly stitched up stretches from the bridge of his nose up over his left eye. AJ seems to stare off into space, like his mind is somewhere else......
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Earlier that day.....
My shin bone hit the back with a resounding thud. The shockwave from the sudden stop sending pain shooting up my leg to my hips and ribs. My gloved hand instantly comes to my injury trying to protect it, this simple act of self preservation from my mind sends feelings of anger across my mind, I let out a primal scream and lay in another hard low kick to the heavy bag, before the pain has a chance to register I lay in a right, a left, another kick, another right, an elbow and a higher right kick, I stop and sigh panting loudly resting my weary sweat drenched head against the bag.
“Why are you doing this AJ?”
Shelly’s voice rings through my ear, my eyes shoot open as the scene of her familiar perfume invades my senses. I turn my head and smile at her, no matter how angry I am, no matter how focused she can always make me smile. Her beautiful face, her graceful and caring nature.
“You know why I’m doing this Shell....you know why I have to”
“AJ, he’ll kill you. Adam is a vicious self loathing demon full of hatred and violence. He’ll do anything to keep that belt.....and you’re in no condition to do this...”
I look away from her, deep down I know she’s right. Deep down I know Adam can tear me limb from limb and then use those limbs too beat my carcass to death.
“What do you want me to do Shelly?”
“Walk away, this isn’t the only company you can work for, we can leave, you, me and Hayleigh, you can work for XH-“
“NO. No Shelly. Don’t even say that company’s name. It’s a nice thought but I’m not running. I need to beat Adam....I need to become champion....”
I know my words are making Shelly feel insecure. She cares about me and doesn’t want to lose me. It’s a thought and a fact that makes my heart smile.
“...No wonder I fell in love with you...you’re exactly like Angel...stubborn and pigheaded.”
I feel the anger boil, I feel my stomach shoot up into my chest, how dare she compare me to him.
“Don’t compare me to him Shelly. I’m nothing like Angel.”
Sensing the source of my anger Shelly nods and reaches out putting a hand on my shoulder.
“I’m sorry”
She leans in and kisses me, her lips are soft and warm, for a split second all the rage and anger disappears and I want to take her in my arms and make her mine. But as she pulls away my mind snaps back to Adam, the rage returns with a burning fury, an inferno of anger. I refocus back on the bag, but slowly it begins to morph from a heavy bag into Adam Knite, My kicks hit the bag over and over followed by punches and elbows, I envision his legs becoming black and blue from my low stiff kicks, his nose exploding with blood from my punches, he deserves the pain, the degradation...he deserves the beating I’ll give him.....