Post by Angel on May 28, 2009 22:33:36 GMT -6
I can't think straight, everything is coming in flashes, a room, yelling, Shelly, Phil, Hardy, Leonard, doctors, a hospital, and just when I think it's all over I find myself getting a CAT scan.
The day was long, they let me listen to music inside the white cylinder, it calmed me, brought me down. My heart was racing, the realization that I may be losing my mind was almost too much. But I'm better now I think. I find myself in a room, a white room, a quiet room, I'm all alone now, the doctors left, my family left, even my friend, my one and only friend, Phil left.
Suddenly I'm cold, I can feel a slight breeze go up the sheets and under the hospital gown, sending a chill through my spine. The white room becomes shrouded in a dark shadow, like two large Crow's wings spreading out and blocking the light.
Though I'm alone, I hear a voice coming from right next to my right ear.
"Did you think it would be so simple Angel?"
I turn to look and next to me, seated in a chair is the ordinary man, the one whom I spoke with once before, the one whom lead me to believe was so much more than ordinary.
"Did you think it would be just as easy as making some minor threats and insults and suddenly all your troubles would disappear? It's one thing to pretend to be the monster you are, it's a completely different thing to be that monster. Take your brother Nero for example."
"I'm not Nero."
"Thats painfully obvious to me Angel. But that's not why I'm here and you know it."
"Then why are you here?"
"You know why."
"I'm not going to serve you, whoever you are."
"Please Angel, just stop. You think your fooling anyone? You think the world is buying this stable family man act? The only person who's fooled by any of this is yourself. Look at you Angel. Every time you close your eyes you see yourself murdering AJ Phoenix and your lovely wife Shelly. Your holding conversations with the dead. Your driving yourself insane Angel, trying to lead this farce of a life. And you think I want you to serve me? Hardly. I want you to be who you are Angel. Be the monster."
I turn my head, refusing to look at him anymore, but when I turn he's now on my left side, but he's no longer the ordinary man, he's in the guise of Shelly.
"Why do you ignore me? Why do you turn away from me? I'm not so bad Angel. I'm not the evil beast they make me out to be. I only want whats best for your people. I only want you to be happy. Our father, God, he made you and when he made you, he made you depressed, unhappy, weak, afraid, and most of all, he made you alone. He made you completely absent of his love, or even the knowledge of his love. Me? I want you to know. I want you to live. I want you to be happy. And I know what makes you happy Angel."
"My family."
"Exactly, and who's your family Angel? Not Shelly, she's riding another man's meat wagon. Nero is your family Angel, Hayleigh is your family, even Faith and Xanetia. Nero is strong Angel, very strong, but he isn't you. Your father made sure of that. You are the master piece, you are your father's "David" to his Michaelangelo. Nero, he's a pale copy of yourself. He aspires to be you, to do what you do, to fight with that same cold, uncaring determination that you have. But look at you Angel, you've allowed yourself to succumb to your earthly ties. You can unit them Angel, you can bring your family together and lead them like you were always meant to."
I don't understand. I just want my family back.
"Then take them back. Do what needs to be done."
She'll hate me.
"Then she was never meant to be with you."
And then there's AJ.
"He's in the way, move him."
She looks so beautiful next to me, leaning on her elbows on the bed. I reach up and stroke the side of her face. She smiles.
"Thats it Angel. Let it go, let it all go."
"Who are you talking to?"
I whip my head around to the door way where Burns is standing.
"No one."
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Reborn is drawing near and soon we will know who the dominate tag team in nCw is. And for some of us, that's all this match is about. Guts, glory and gold. For Bates and Burns, that's all they really care about. They want to selfishly further their own legacies, cement their names in the history books.
God knows it's all Bates thinks about. Beating another legend and another legend and another legend. However, when faced with a "legend" of real merit, he seems to crumble like the pussy that he is. Fear not Bates, your precious little wife isn't in our sights, despite your hellish nightmares. But know this Bates, your nightmares are only just beginning. You think what you went though our first go round was rough, when I ended your undefeated streak? Just you wait, what I have in store for you now pales in comparison, much like your attempts at being anything more than an Xtreme joke in a suit. When I'm done with you Kris, your going to wish you shut your damn mouth a hell of allot sooner.
As for Burns, he's admitted more than once that all he really wants is to become a hall of famer, to assure his spot in the history books of nCw. Thats all well and good, but it's not enough. Not for me. So listen real close Phil, because I know you can hear me. Step your game up Phil. This isn't just a match for Nero and I. This isn't just about tag gold for Nero and I. Sunday, my brother and I are walking into a war zone, fully prepared to end the other man's career if the need arises, and you better be ready to do the same Phil. Are you ready? Can you handle the pressure? I hope you can Phil, because if your not with me 100% then you too will have something to fear from me. Desperate times call for desperate measures old friend.
And now to my brother. My loving, caring brother who wants nothing more than to look out for me. How sweet of you to think I need your help Nero. How utterly amazing of you to put aside your past and do what your doing unselfishly for me. It must be so hard to put aside your own dreams and aspirations all so you can save me from myself. But the thing is Nero, I don't need or want your help. You think I don't know what it is to walk that thin line between Heaven and Hell? You think I'm ignorant to the evil we as men commit? Nero, I am the image you were forged in. Do you understand me? You think you know evil, you think you know ruthless, you think you know pain?
Trust me brother, the lesson is only just beginning.
I will save you brother and I will complete what father started. He created in you a weapon, one that can be used to harm or protect whoever you want. But understand, in me he made a Weapon of Mass Destruction. I am his dream realized Nero, a perfect machine of death. And that is what you are trying to awaken in me, an evil so deeply rooted in my being that my psyche has been literally tearing itself to pieces trying to fight it. But you want that, don't you Nero? You want what you and father call the "real" me. And so that is what you shall have Nero. You will walk through fire Sunday, you will know where the power in this family truly lies, and when the dust settles...
You will bow to your new god.
Savior X
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"Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Money don't grow on trees.
I got bills to pay,
I got mouths to feed,
There ain't nothing in this world for free.
I know I can't slow down,
I can't hold back,
Though you know, I wish I could.
No there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good."
The day was long, they let me listen to music inside the white cylinder, it calmed me, brought me down. My heart was racing, the realization that I may be losing my mind was almost too much. But I'm better now I think. I find myself in a room, a white room, a quiet room, I'm all alone now, the doctors left, my family left, even my friend, my one and only friend, Phil left.
Suddenly I'm cold, I can feel a slight breeze go up the sheets and under the hospital gown, sending a chill through my spine. The white room becomes shrouded in a dark shadow, like two large Crow's wings spreading out and blocking the light.
Though I'm alone, I hear a voice coming from right next to my right ear.
"Did you think it would be so simple Angel?"
I turn to look and next to me, seated in a chair is the ordinary man, the one whom I spoke with once before, the one whom lead me to believe was so much more than ordinary.
"Did you think it would be just as easy as making some minor threats and insults and suddenly all your troubles would disappear? It's one thing to pretend to be the monster you are, it's a completely different thing to be that monster. Take your brother Nero for example."
"I'm not Nero."
"Thats painfully obvious to me Angel. But that's not why I'm here and you know it."
"Then why are you here?"
"You know why."
"I'm not going to serve you, whoever you are."
"Please Angel, just stop. You think your fooling anyone? You think the world is buying this stable family man act? The only person who's fooled by any of this is yourself. Look at you Angel. Every time you close your eyes you see yourself murdering AJ Phoenix and your lovely wife Shelly. Your holding conversations with the dead. Your driving yourself insane Angel, trying to lead this farce of a life. And you think I want you to serve me? Hardly. I want you to be who you are Angel. Be the monster."
I turn my head, refusing to look at him anymore, but when I turn he's now on my left side, but he's no longer the ordinary man, he's in the guise of Shelly.
"Why do you ignore me? Why do you turn away from me? I'm not so bad Angel. I'm not the evil beast they make me out to be. I only want whats best for your people. I only want you to be happy. Our father, God, he made you and when he made you, he made you depressed, unhappy, weak, afraid, and most of all, he made you alone. He made you completely absent of his love, or even the knowledge of his love. Me? I want you to know. I want you to live. I want you to be happy. And I know what makes you happy Angel."
"My family."
"Exactly, and who's your family Angel? Not Shelly, she's riding another man's meat wagon. Nero is your family Angel, Hayleigh is your family, even Faith and Xanetia. Nero is strong Angel, very strong, but he isn't you. Your father made sure of that. You are the master piece, you are your father's "David" to his Michaelangelo. Nero, he's a pale copy of yourself. He aspires to be you, to do what you do, to fight with that same cold, uncaring determination that you have. But look at you Angel, you've allowed yourself to succumb to your earthly ties. You can unit them Angel, you can bring your family together and lead them like you were always meant to."
I don't understand. I just want my family back.
"Then take them back. Do what needs to be done."
She'll hate me.
"Then she was never meant to be with you."
And then there's AJ.
"He's in the way, move him."
She looks so beautiful next to me, leaning on her elbows on the bed. I reach up and stroke the side of her face. She smiles.
"Thats it Angel. Let it go, let it all go."
"Who are you talking to?"
I whip my head around to the door way where Burns is standing.
"No one."
----------------------------------------------------------
Reborn is drawing near and soon we will know who the dominate tag team in nCw is. And for some of us, that's all this match is about. Guts, glory and gold. For Bates and Burns, that's all they really care about. They want to selfishly further their own legacies, cement their names in the history books.
God knows it's all Bates thinks about. Beating another legend and another legend and another legend. However, when faced with a "legend" of real merit, he seems to crumble like the pussy that he is. Fear not Bates, your precious little wife isn't in our sights, despite your hellish nightmares. But know this Bates, your nightmares are only just beginning. You think what you went though our first go round was rough, when I ended your undefeated streak? Just you wait, what I have in store for you now pales in comparison, much like your attempts at being anything more than an Xtreme joke in a suit. When I'm done with you Kris, your going to wish you shut your damn mouth a hell of allot sooner.
As for Burns, he's admitted more than once that all he really wants is to become a hall of famer, to assure his spot in the history books of nCw. Thats all well and good, but it's not enough. Not for me. So listen real close Phil, because I know you can hear me. Step your game up Phil. This isn't just a match for Nero and I. This isn't just about tag gold for Nero and I. Sunday, my brother and I are walking into a war zone, fully prepared to end the other man's career if the need arises, and you better be ready to do the same Phil. Are you ready? Can you handle the pressure? I hope you can Phil, because if your not with me 100% then you too will have something to fear from me. Desperate times call for desperate measures old friend.
And now to my brother. My loving, caring brother who wants nothing more than to look out for me. How sweet of you to think I need your help Nero. How utterly amazing of you to put aside your past and do what your doing unselfishly for me. It must be so hard to put aside your own dreams and aspirations all so you can save me from myself. But the thing is Nero, I don't need or want your help. You think I don't know what it is to walk that thin line between Heaven and Hell? You think I'm ignorant to the evil we as men commit? Nero, I am the image you were forged in. Do you understand me? You think you know evil, you think you know ruthless, you think you know pain?
Trust me brother, the lesson is only just beginning.
I will save you brother and I will complete what father started. He created in you a weapon, one that can be used to harm or protect whoever you want. But understand, in me he made a Weapon of Mass Destruction. I am his dream realized Nero, a perfect machine of death. And that is what you are trying to awaken in me, an evil so deeply rooted in my being that my psyche has been literally tearing itself to pieces trying to fight it. But you want that, don't you Nero? You want what you and father call the "real" me. And so that is what you shall have Nero. You will walk through fire Sunday, you will know where the power in this family truly lies, and when the dust settles...
You will bow to your new god.
Savior X
----------------------------------------------------------
"Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Money don't grow on trees.
I got bills to pay,
I got mouths to feed,
There ain't nothing in this world for free.
I know I can't slow down,
I can't hold back,
Though you know, I wish I could.
No there ain't no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good."