Post by Diabolik on Jul 8, 2011 6:39:09 GMT -5
The weights were heavy, every lift adding to a dull ache in my arms. Music in the background spurred me on to continue. I tried to match it up with the beat. The playlist was mostly made up of Weezer, which I had found somehow helped me concentrate.
As I worked up a sweat, I thought to myself. I’d be fighting Bane in a dark match soon. A dark match… Not even televised. Is that what I’ve been relegated to? I was a headline act, I was held in consideration for the world title not long ago, and held the Hardkore title twice, yet here I am, not even being put on the TV. Sure, I’d not had that great a track record lately… But this is one hell of a slap on the dick.
Against Bane, too? I mean, I’ve seen him around at some point, but just who the hell is this guy? Either way, he thinks he can step up to me… Fuck him.
Then again… It’s all being done by Mark Rivera… I never was one of his little cronies. Maybe that’s why I’m in the dark match… He wants to get rid of me. I did try to take him down last time, after all.
Yes, you did.
I dropped the weight. 250 pounds fell into my chest, winding me for a moment, until I moved it.
Did you… Did you just talk?
And there she was, my long lost love, sitting by my side. She was wearing a green dress I had bought her for Valentines Day one year. She always looked stunning in it. Somehow, it was a colour that worked for her. She giggled for a moment, before replying.
Of course I did, silly.
Fucking hell…
I stood up, trying to resist the urge to reach out to her. She seemed radiant, as I had remembered, but I knew she was dead… I couldn’t do this… Could I?
I know what you’re thinking… You want to take your pills, don’t you?
Yes…
Why? Do you not want me around? Do you want to get rid of me? Don’t you love me any more?
No, it’s not that… It’s just-
Just what? You looked happy to see me, but now that you can hear me, you want to shut me up?
No! It’s nothing like tha-
Then what is it like? Can’t you see? We’ve been given another chance… Don’t you want that?
I do… I do… It’s just… Oh, fuck it, come here!
She smiled and within moments she was in my arms.
Also… I heard Mark Rivera booked you in a dark match…
Yeah…
You know what you have to do, right?
What?
She had a strange glint in her eye, unlike anything I had seen before. A mischievous smile played across her lips, and she leaned in closer to whisper into my ear.
Send a message… Beat Bane completely, utterly destroy him in the ring… Let it be known that you won’t stand for this…
You want me to ruin him?
Yes… I know you’ve done it before… Won’t you do it for me? You’re an innovator of violence, a pioneer of brutality… Remind Rivera of that… Destroy Bane in the ring. It will not be good enough to simply win. Send a message. Make sure there is nothing left.
I will… For you.
Good… I’ll see you at ringside. For now, get back to exercise… Good luck.
