Post by Shelly Taylor-Jones on May 29, 2009 20:31:51 GMT -6
“That’s it...bring him back brother.....bring him back....”
The sound of dripping water hitting a metal sink is heard as the scene fades in, Nero sits silently at a table, his dead eyes staring forward, but an emotion etched on his face shows a humanity to him. Happiness. A strange happiness but it’s visible to all. Nero’s hand can be seen stroking the same jet black kitten as before, but now it purrs its little head off drinking warm milk from a small bowl. Nero tilts his head and grins.
“Good kitty.....”
Nero’s eyes watch as he pale hand strokes across it’s now soft fur, his fingernails pained black but are chipped and dishevelled looking.
“It seems you all think of me as some kind of heartless animal. You all believed I was going to eat this defenceless kitten. Why would I do such a thing?. This small animal, its innocence is what I want for myself. A simple life, a simple life of warmth and love where my only function is to simply live. But I can’t have a life like that. Not now not ever, and neither can you my brother. You cannot be like this kitten, you cannot be “happy” in any conventional sense. Because the only time you feel at total peace is when you hold a bleeding heart in your hands. When you have what you want and have taken it by force. Any diplomatic way will not satisfy your primal urges. Your blood urges.”
“But it seems your “voices” have been lying to you. Saying that you are somehow the true vision our father had planned. I’m sorry that your mind has played such a cruel trick on you. Giving you some kind of false hope that you are indeed better than me. Truth is until you reawaken the true beast within you will always...ALWAYS be weaker than I. But I will admit out of all our siblings, out of the vast army of children our father attempted to sire, you and I are the strongest. Our sister Faith is only alive because she had me to protect her from the evils of the world and from herself. You and I are the strongest and we are the only ones left. We are both works of art when it comes to violence and malevolence. But while you fight your nature I embrace it. You try and stop the evil from becoming what it truly is where as I encourage it to flourish and boil to the surface of human nature...”
“When you did embrace it, how did it feel?. I saw the look in your eyes and felt that anger with every shot you gave me. You wanted to destroy me, you wanted to murder me on television for the world to see. That is what I want from you, that is what I need from you and that is what you need from yourself!.”
Nero breathes deep and gets to his feet, He rests his hands on the wobbly old table and tilts his head sidewards.
“But those voices have been trying to get you to take back what’s yours haven’t they?. To take back your wife and daughter by force, to end AJ Phoenix.......”
Nero’s demeanour changes, like a light bulb has gone off inside his head. A moment of pure vision and clarity.
“Oh, that’s it isn’t it. When you lashed out at me, you saw AJ. The man who stood against Adam Knite and became the hero of the people that you had previously decreed yourself to be. He got given a shot at professional glory that was meant for you. And he took your entire personal life, your wife, your daughter, your home. He lives there, plays with her and shares your old bed with the woman you still love. He took it all from you. And you, like a coward did nothing. So for your little “voices” to tell you that I want to be you....it’s laughable, why would I lower myself to being such a weak pathetic fool.....I don’t want to be Angel, I wanted to be the Savior X. I wanted to be the devastation that you were, I wanted to be that force of power.”
“You think you’re that man now?. No you’re not. You’re a poser, a pretender to my brother’s throne. I have more right than you to be on that blood drenched mantle. That is until my real elder comes home to the family. Sometimes family knows best so while you arrogantly decree you don’t need...or want my help, I’m going to force it down your throat!. So come. Teach me brother, give me those lessons father failed to teach me, bring me pain...bring me sorrow.....”
Nero starts laughing to himself, an excited look coming to his face, his breathing becomes staggered.
“The only way for you to beat me is to give in and be what I want you to be, so no matter what I win brother. If you continue to THINK you can beat me, I will make you pay and put an end to your miserable fake existence, but if you give in and strike me down then you will become everything you hate and everything you’ve tried to push against. No matter what.....I win.....and you...atleast...the current you...losses.”
“So stand with your friend Philip, a man who has just now chimed in like the forgotten Baldwin brother. Because if the only way to get through to you exactly how powerful I am is to annihilate Burns.....then I guess his time is counting down....Bates and I will punish you both....and in the process I’ll remind you what our family’s legacy is.....”
Nero picks up the kitty and pets it as he turns around to leave.
“Ring a round the rosey.....pocket full of posey’s, ashes ashes....I’ll burn it all down....”
The sound of dripping water hitting a metal sink is heard as the scene fades in, Nero sits silently at a table, his dead eyes staring forward, but an emotion etched on his face shows a humanity to him. Happiness. A strange happiness but it’s visible to all. Nero’s hand can be seen stroking the same jet black kitten as before, but now it purrs its little head off drinking warm milk from a small bowl. Nero tilts his head and grins.
“Good kitty.....”
Nero’s eyes watch as he pale hand strokes across it’s now soft fur, his fingernails pained black but are chipped and dishevelled looking.
“It seems you all think of me as some kind of heartless animal. You all believed I was going to eat this defenceless kitten. Why would I do such a thing?. This small animal, its innocence is what I want for myself. A simple life, a simple life of warmth and love where my only function is to simply live. But I can’t have a life like that. Not now not ever, and neither can you my brother. You cannot be like this kitten, you cannot be “happy” in any conventional sense. Because the only time you feel at total peace is when you hold a bleeding heart in your hands. When you have what you want and have taken it by force. Any diplomatic way will not satisfy your primal urges. Your blood urges.”
“But it seems your “voices” have been lying to you. Saying that you are somehow the true vision our father had planned. I’m sorry that your mind has played such a cruel trick on you. Giving you some kind of false hope that you are indeed better than me. Truth is until you reawaken the true beast within you will always...ALWAYS be weaker than I. But I will admit out of all our siblings, out of the vast army of children our father attempted to sire, you and I are the strongest. Our sister Faith is only alive because she had me to protect her from the evils of the world and from herself. You and I are the strongest and we are the only ones left. We are both works of art when it comes to violence and malevolence. But while you fight your nature I embrace it. You try and stop the evil from becoming what it truly is where as I encourage it to flourish and boil to the surface of human nature...”
“When you did embrace it, how did it feel?. I saw the look in your eyes and felt that anger with every shot you gave me. You wanted to destroy me, you wanted to murder me on television for the world to see. That is what I want from you, that is what I need from you and that is what you need from yourself!.”
Nero breathes deep and gets to his feet, He rests his hands on the wobbly old table and tilts his head sidewards.
“But those voices have been trying to get you to take back what’s yours haven’t they?. To take back your wife and daughter by force, to end AJ Phoenix.......”
Nero’s demeanour changes, like a light bulb has gone off inside his head. A moment of pure vision and clarity.
“Oh, that’s it isn’t it. When you lashed out at me, you saw AJ. The man who stood against Adam Knite and became the hero of the people that you had previously decreed yourself to be. He got given a shot at professional glory that was meant for you. And he took your entire personal life, your wife, your daughter, your home. He lives there, plays with her and shares your old bed with the woman you still love. He took it all from you. And you, like a coward did nothing. So for your little “voices” to tell you that I want to be you....it’s laughable, why would I lower myself to being such a weak pathetic fool.....I don’t want to be Angel, I wanted to be the Savior X. I wanted to be the devastation that you were, I wanted to be that force of power.”
“You think you’re that man now?. No you’re not. You’re a poser, a pretender to my brother’s throne. I have more right than you to be on that blood drenched mantle. That is until my real elder comes home to the family. Sometimes family knows best so while you arrogantly decree you don’t need...or want my help, I’m going to force it down your throat!. So come. Teach me brother, give me those lessons father failed to teach me, bring me pain...bring me sorrow.....”
Nero starts laughing to himself, an excited look coming to his face, his breathing becomes staggered.
“The only way for you to beat me is to give in and be what I want you to be, so no matter what I win brother. If you continue to THINK you can beat me, I will make you pay and put an end to your miserable fake existence, but if you give in and strike me down then you will become everything you hate and everything you’ve tried to push against. No matter what.....I win.....and you...atleast...the current you...losses.”
“So stand with your friend Philip, a man who has just now chimed in like the forgotten Baldwin brother. Because if the only way to get through to you exactly how powerful I am is to annihilate Burns.....then I guess his time is counting down....Bates and I will punish you both....and in the process I’ll remind you what our family’s legacy is.....”
Nero picks up the kitty and pets it as he turns around to leave.
“Ring a round the rosey.....pocket full of posey’s, ashes ashes....I’ll burn it all down....”