Post by Brad Kane on Oct 16, 2009 16:38:19 GMT -6
In the natural progression of the week, this would be the day where the wrestlers would typically find themselves checking into a hotel room for the weekend before such a huge event like Road to the Gold III. Standing alone this time in the hotel lobby is Reckless Jack. A suitcase at his side while he wears a backpack. He rubs his face, waiting for the love of his life to return with their room information. Eventually Megan comes into his site before he manages a somewhat weak smile. She returns the smile but hers is much more genuine then her husbands. After a quick peck on his cheek, Megan gives him their room key before they make their way to the elevator. No one else is in there besides the two, giving Megan a chance to fall back into her husband's arms.
Megan Kane: Oh I'm sorry sir, I seem to be fainting. Won't anyone help me?!
That weak smile creeps across his face again before kissing the top of her head, standing her back up right. Megan looks disappointed that he didn't go along with her little game, very disappointed in fact. He gives her another kiss for comfort before the door dings open on the third floor. The couple exits and make their way down to the room. Megan opens the door as both of them enter the spacious room with white walls. Reckless Jack tosses the suitcase onto the bed before sitting down next to it.
Reckless Jack: Feels nice to sit down for a moment. Seems like I've been standing for the past few hours.
Megan Kane: Maybe because you have been standing on those feet for hours on end. I'm sorry it was nice out and I wanted use to walk to the hotel instead of taking a cab. I'm sorry that all the seats in the lobby were taken up by the time we got there so you had to stand while I got the room ready for us.
He waves it off after seeing the saddened look in his wife's face.
Reckless Jack: It's alright honey. I should be tougher then this consider what I have to do in a couple of nights.
Megan Kane: But you're a wimp at heart!
Megan sticks her tongue out after saying that while Reckless Jack just agrees with her. I mean he hasn't pushed out four kids with hardly any pain medication so what does he exactly know about the meaning of pain? Either way, Megan gives him a kiss before sitting on his lap like the old days.
Megan Kane: So when do you plan on dropping this charade completely?
He blinks a couple of times, a little confused by what his wife said. He knows what she really means but to hear the words exit that pretty mouth in such a straight forward manner isn't usually Megan's style of doing things. Well, not most of the time if you happen to catch the drift. Reckless Jack begins to open his mouth but quickly shuts it.
Megan Kane: We both know that even right now, you're the furtherest thing from being Reckless Jack. I mean would the real Reckless Jack let a woman sit on his lap even if she was his wife. Would the real Reckless Jack complain about standing on his feet for a little while. Would the real Reckless Jack pass up the chance to have wild and thrilling elevator sex? Come on honey, you aren't capable of being Reckless Jack anymore.
SlowlyReckless Jack Brad Kane begins to nod his head in agreement. There isn't a bone in his body that wants him to be Reckless Jack anymore.
Brad Kane: You're right, this isn't who I am. I can't be Reckless Jack anymore. I wanted to be so badly but I'm just not that person anymore. I'm not a wild and crazy guy who throws caution to the wind every three seconds trying to get a win over some guy in the middle of the ring. I'm the guy who changes diapers and plays hide and seek.
Brad sighs before looking up at the face of his wife. She smiles at him, letting him know that its quite alright that he's changed so much in such a short amount of time.
Megan Kane: And I love you for it. Every man needs a woman in his life to help change him into something so much better then what he thought he could ever be. I know you love your change in your life. You love who you really are. You love being a father and a husband, I know it because even during this time, I've seen it in your eyes. You are Brad Kane, not some fool named Reckless Jack. Accept the fact that you'll never be Reckless Jack again because you feel remorse, you feel pain. Reckless Jack was remorseless. He didn't care about his pain or anyone elses. Do you think that three years ago that Reckless Jack would've cared about getting into the middle of that ring and killing his brother?
He shakes his head no.
Megan Kane: But even while you try to use the name Reckless Jack now, you don't want to go through with this. Even last year when you tried to use that name, you still felt remorse. I remember you coming home and crying after you nearly killed Lance Ryan because he used to be your best friend. Just face the facts Bradley, you'll never be Reckless Jack again.
Brad Kane: Yeah... I guess you're right. I wanted so much to be him again because I thought it'd give me an edge over Michael but its made me into this guy I don't even recognize. Its like everything bad in my life came flooding back to me once I uttered those words. I'm just not him anymore.
Megan Kane: And its fine. Just remember how much you hated Kevin at the start of the year? You didn't need to be Reckless Jack to beat him, to maim him. You were just yourself and you managed to do something like that. You don't need a special name to be violent anymore. All you need is to remember what Spike says about us. About your family. I know how angry that gets you. All the times he hit me with a chair these past couple of months. How he's insulted the kids, how he's insulted me!
Brad starts to nod his head this time, that look growing in his eyes.
Brad Kane: You're right, I don't need to be Reckless Jack to take Spike down. Brad Kane is suitable enough to end Spike's career I think.
Megan Kane: Exactly. Now go do your job honey.
Brad Kane: I will. Thanks.
The two share a quick kiss before Brad stands up and goes to his backpack bringing out his laptop and his microphone, completely ready to air his thoughts for his brother to hear. But this time its not as Reckless Jack. Nah, this time it'll be Kane to Kane, the way it always should've been in the first place. The way it will be on Sunday night. Sorry for those expecting Reckless Jack, it's not going to happen.
-----
"This past week of my life has been one of the most confusing times, period. Its like this week has been more about realization more then wondering how I'm going ot manage to maim Spike in my creation. After a long time of thinking about and my wife pointing it out to me numerous times, she was right this whole time, I don't need to be Reckless Jack to deal with Spike. I don't need to have this name over myself, a lie that I've tried to live these past few weeks.
I mean would the Reckless Jack of old just roll over and let someone win like I did a few weeks ago against Shaddix? Would the old Reckless Jack taken a vow of silence? I think we all know how much I used to go on and on in the old days. So I mean, why would I need to continue this lie on a daily basis in which I can still think and believe that I could be Reckless Jack just one more time, for the last time before I put that name to bed.
I can't be him again. My life is at a different point and every single person in New Championship Wrestling or elsewhere knows this for a fact! You don't think I'm deserving of the name Kane? Your opinion brother because I sometimes pray to that God up in Heaven that I didn't have such a label placed on me anymore. You think I wanted this?! Do you honestly think that back on April 20th, 2007 that those were the words I wanted to hear escape from your mouth?!
I didn't but I rolled with it. I accepted the fact that I'm your twin brother and nothing will ever change that fact. Nothing will change the fact that our little sister has taken our experiences, our mistakes and made damn sure she hasn't done them for herself. You can keep saying I tainted her when she moved in with me last year but nothing, NOTHING, will change the fact that Freya evolved on her own into what she is. We're each our own person Spike, no matter how much you want to control us.
I tried controlling Freya earlier this year. I tried to tell her who she couldn't be friends with much like how you never wanted her to date and then marry Joe Ragnal. You know what that brought to me Spike? Do you know what trying to control an adult's life brought me? I almost lost Freya because of it. She didn't want to be my sister and she didn't want to be your sister but you were too busy chasing the image of Conrad to God's knows where.
The only you live with this image of dad in your head, the longer you're going to try to control my life and Freya's life. Are you going to force Xander into viewing the same world as you do? Are you going to show him how to pick up a needle when he turns seventeen and how not to inject it straight into his vein while a ton of heroin courses through his body, ruining him for life?
I can understand if you'd want to teach someone a few things but what you've been doing is just out of control. You've never approved of me from the moment you met me a few years ago. We were complete contrasts but we just didn't know it at the time. You're a stuck up prude who thinks that the world revolves around yourself and the image of dad rolling through your head while he "tells" you that everyone is out to get you. That everyone is talking junk behind your back.
I've never uttered a bad word against you, Michael, until you've always provoked me into doing so. Remember last year? Remember last year when I was having the dreams where you were raping Megan? How angry was I because that dream, that nightmare wouldn't leave me? I'm getting that same feeling now but its only a little different then what it was before. Its now you killing your own son's life by doing the exact same thing dad did to us, to toughen us up.
He faked his own death and you're believing this false image of him in your head? Michael, get real help and don't fake your way through it this time. I don't know how many more times I can repeat this same verse over and over again. Dad forced mom to put a bullet through her head. He forced me to go live in the States with our aunt and uncle. He made sure that Freya would get messed up for life in some insane asylum. And then he put you into an orphange.
We've all had it tough brother, tougher then a few people have but this goes on and on in the world and do you think that people like this see images of the man who f*cked their life up?! They get help, real help instead of faking it...
*Brad takes a moment to compose his thoughts before completely changing his tone.*
Do you know the part in 8 Mile where Em gets his ass kicked by those six guys? He knew what was going to happen to him and he accepted it. Em let those guys beat him senseless. They were about to kill him and one of 'em said not to do it. You see Spike, what separates us from each other is that I have that voice and you don't. I know when to stop when someone is beaten and broken. Even when I said that I wanted to kill you earlier this week, I'll never be able to do it because of that voice.
Beat me Spike, hurt me. I want you make me bleed to satisfy your own sick bloodlust that Conrad has boiling in your head over words I never said. If you end my career on Sunday night, then that's what you were meant to do brother. It was your destiny in this industry to take the man who looks like you out of this business forever. I know you want me dead either way but like I told you a couple of days ago.
I love you Michael Kane and nothing will ever change that, not even if you killed me."
Megan Kane: Oh I'm sorry sir, I seem to be fainting. Won't anyone help me?!
That weak smile creeps across his face again before kissing the top of her head, standing her back up right. Megan looks disappointed that he didn't go along with her little game, very disappointed in fact. He gives her another kiss for comfort before the door dings open on the third floor. The couple exits and make their way down to the room. Megan opens the door as both of them enter the spacious room with white walls. Reckless Jack tosses the suitcase onto the bed before sitting down next to it.
Reckless Jack: Feels nice to sit down for a moment. Seems like I've been standing for the past few hours.
Megan Kane: Maybe because you have been standing on those feet for hours on end. I'm sorry it was nice out and I wanted use to walk to the hotel instead of taking a cab. I'm sorry that all the seats in the lobby were taken up by the time we got there so you had to stand while I got the room ready for us.
He waves it off after seeing the saddened look in his wife's face.
Reckless Jack: It's alright honey. I should be tougher then this consider what I have to do in a couple of nights.
Megan Kane: But you're a wimp at heart!
Megan sticks her tongue out after saying that while Reckless Jack just agrees with her. I mean he hasn't pushed out four kids with hardly any pain medication so what does he exactly know about the meaning of pain? Either way, Megan gives him a kiss before sitting on his lap like the old days.
Megan Kane: So when do you plan on dropping this charade completely?
He blinks a couple of times, a little confused by what his wife said. He knows what she really means but to hear the words exit that pretty mouth in such a straight forward manner isn't usually Megan's style of doing things. Well, not most of the time if you happen to catch the drift. Reckless Jack begins to open his mouth but quickly shuts it.
Megan Kane: We both know that even right now, you're the furtherest thing from being Reckless Jack. I mean would the real Reckless Jack let a woman sit on his lap even if she was his wife. Would the real Reckless Jack complain about standing on his feet for a little while. Would the real Reckless Jack pass up the chance to have wild and thrilling elevator sex? Come on honey, you aren't capable of being Reckless Jack anymore.
Slowly
Brad Kane: You're right, this isn't who I am. I can't be Reckless Jack anymore. I wanted to be so badly but I'm just not that person anymore. I'm not a wild and crazy guy who throws caution to the wind every three seconds trying to get a win over some guy in the middle of the ring. I'm the guy who changes diapers and plays hide and seek.
Brad sighs before looking up at the face of his wife. She smiles at him, letting him know that its quite alright that he's changed so much in such a short amount of time.
Megan Kane: And I love you for it. Every man needs a woman in his life to help change him into something so much better then what he thought he could ever be. I know you love your change in your life. You love who you really are. You love being a father and a husband, I know it because even during this time, I've seen it in your eyes. You are Brad Kane, not some fool named Reckless Jack. Accept the fact that you'll never be Reckless Jack again because you feel remorse, you feel pain. Reckless Jack was remorseless. He didn't care about his pain or anyone elses. Do you think that three years ago that Reckless Jack would've cared about getting into the middle of that ring and killing his brother?
He shakes his head no.
Megan Kane: But even while you try to use the name Reckless Jack now, you don't want to go through with this. Even last year when you tried to use that name, you still felt remorse. I remember you coming home and crying after you nearly killed Lance Ryan because he used to be your best friend. Just face the facts Bradley, you'll never be Reckless Jack again.
Brad Kane: Yeah... I guess you're right. I wanted so much to be him again because I thought it'd give me an edge over Michael but its made me into this guy I don't even recognize. Its like everything bad in my life came flooding back to me once I uttered those words. I'm just not him anymore.
Megan Kane: And its fine. Just remember how much you hated Kevin at the start of the year? You didn't need to be Reckless Jack to beat him, to maim him. You were just yourself and you managed to do something like that. You don't need a special name to be violent anymore. All you need is to remember what Spike says about us. About your family. I know how angry that gets you. All the times he hit me with a chair these past couple of months. How he's insulted the kids, how he's insulted me!
Brad starts to nod his head this time, that look growing in his eyes.
Brad Kane: You're right, I don't need to be Reckless Jack to take Spike down. Brad Kane is suitable enough to end Spike's career I think.
Megan Kane: Exactly. Now go do your job honey.
Brad Kane: I will. Thanks.
The two share a quick kiss before Brad stands up and goes to his backpack bringing out his laptop and his microphone, completely ready to air his thoughts for his brother to hear. But this time its not as Reckless Jack. Nah, this time it'll be Kane to Kane, the way it always should've been in the first place. The way it will be on Sunday night. Sorry for those expecting Reckless Jack, it's not going to happen.
-----
"This past week of my life has been one of the most confusing times, period. Its like this week has been more about realization more then wondering how I'm going ot manage to maim Spike in my creation. After a long time of thinking about and my wife pointing it out to me numerous times, she was right this whole time, I don't need to be Reckless Jack to deal with Spike. I don't need to have this name over myself, a lie that I've tried to live these past few weeks.
I mean would the Reckless Jack of old just roll over and let someone win like I did a few weeks ago against Shaddix? Would the old Reckless Jack taken a vow of silence? I think we all know how much I used to go on and on in the old days. So I mean, why would I need to continue this lie on a daily basis in which I can still think and believe that I could be Reckless Jack just one more time, for the last time before I put that name to bed.
I can't be him again. My life is at a different point and every single person in New Championship Wrestling or elsewhere knows this for a fact! You don't think I'm deserving of the name Kane? Your opinion brother because I sometimes pray to that God up in Heaven that I didn't have such a label placed on me anymore. You think I wanted this?! Do you honestly think that back on April 20th, 2007 that those were the words I wanted to hear escape from your mouth?!
I didn't but I rolled with it. I accepted the fact that I'm your twin brother and nothing will ever change that fact. Nothing will change the fact that our little sister has taken our experiences, our mistakes and made damn sure she hasn't done them for herself. You can keep saying I tainted her when she moved in with me last year but nothing, NOTHING, will change the fact that Freya evolved on her own into what she is. We're each our own person Spike, no matter how much you want to control us.
I tried controlling Freya earlier this year. I tried to tell her who she couldn't be friends with much like how you never wanted her to date and then marry Joe Ragnal. You know what that brought to me Spike? Do you know what trying to control an adult's life brought me? I almost lost Freya because of it. She didn't want to be my sister and she didn't want to be your sister but you were too busy chasing the image of Conrad to God's knows where.
The only you live with this image of dad in your head, the longer you're going to try to control my life and Freya's life. Are you going to force Xander into viewing the same world as you do? Are you going to show him how to pick up a needle when he turns seventeen and how not to inject it straight into his vein while a ton of heroin courses through his body, ruining him for life?
I can understand if you'd want to teach someone a few things but what you've been doing is just out of control. You've never approved of me from the moment you met me a few years ago. We were complete contrasts but we just didn't know it at the time. You're a stuck up prude who thinks that the world revolves around yourself and the image of dad rolling through your head while he "tells" you that everyone is out to get you. That everyone is talking junk behind your back.
I've never uttered a bad word against you, Michael, until you've always provoked me into doing so. Remember last year? Remember last year when I was having the dreams where you were raping Megan? How angry was I because that dream, that nightmare wouldn't leave me? I'm getting that same feeling now but its only a little different then what it was before. Its now you killing your own son's life by doing the exact same thing dad did to us, to toughen us up.
He faked his own death and you're believing this false image of him in your head? Michael, get real help and don't fake your way through it this time. I don't know how many more times I can repeat this same verse over and over again. Dad forced mom to put a bullet through her head. He forced me to go live in the States with our aunt and uncle. He made sure that Freya would get messed up for life in some insane asylum. And then he put you into an orphange.
We've all had it tough brother, tougher then a few people have but this goes on and on in the world and do you think that people like this see images of the man who f*cked their life up?! They get help, real help instead of faking it...
*Brad takes a moment to compose his thoughts before completely changing his tone.*
Do you know the part in 8 Mile where Em gets his ass kicked by those six guys? He knew what was going to happen to him and he accepted it. Em let those guys beat him senseless. They were about to kill him and one of 'em said not to do it. You see Spike, what separates us from each other is that I have that voice and you don't. I know when to stop when someone is beaten and broken. Even when I said that I wanted to kill you earlier this week, I'll never be able to do it because of that voice.
Beat me Spike, hurt me. I want you make me bleed to satisfy your own sick bloodlust that Conrad has boiling in your head over words I never said. If you end my career on Sunday night, then that's what you were meant to do brother. It was your destiny in this industry to take the man who looks like you out of this business forever. I know you want me dead either way but like I told you a couple of days ago.
I love you Michael Kane and nothing will ever change that, not even if you killed me."