Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2015 20:21:46 GMT -6
Matthew sat patiently at the desk, his thumbs twirling around one another. Not 15 minutes ago the guards had deposited him here to wait for his guest. The time had passed slow, the clock on the wall thumping a deafening thud with each movement of the second hand. And finally when he just didn’t think he could stand it anymore, the door to the room swung open and Rob Riot was led in. Riot was sat down at the table, and placed in a chair.
MC: I have a lot on my mind, as I am sure you do too. And to be honest I wanted to come here and talk about our match, but sitting in this room gives a man a chance to gain some perspective. Now I wouldn’t dare claim I know what you are going through, hell that would be ballsy as hell of me, but I think I can say I understand, and more than you might imagine, I can tell you that I have some advice.
Riot just cocked his head to the side and starred hard at the man across the table from him.
MC: Look, I get it, you don’t know who to trust, and man how could you. Hunter got you tossed in her with him, and make no mistake Hunter is the reason you are here. He doesn’t do anything without having some pay off for him, and we both know that payoff is you breaking. Stare at me all you want, down in that heart of yours you know he wants to break you, to fracture your mind, because that’s how he gets the advantage over you.
A short smile graced the face of Riot as Matthew spoke.
MC: See you know it, you feel it. Every time he opens his mouth you hear it. His words push you to the edge, never pushing you over, because he wants you to take that leap, because that is how the man operates. Always in the background, the provoker. He’s made a living off of it, hell look what he has done to me. Hunter has never outright said he hated me, never done anything directly to me, and yet that man has ruined my life, or so I thought.
Riot’s eyes narrowed in on Matthew as he adjusted himself in the chair.
MC: There was a time when I was a rising star in this company, I was fast tracked if you know what I mean. Hell I won the damn World title, went toe to toe with XXX and Matt Slater for that title, and then if all went tumbling down hill. For the longest time I blamed Hunter Valentyne, but it wasn’t his fault, it was mine.
Rob let out a chuckle and sat back in the chair.
MC: Glad my pain can bring a smile to your face. But my pain is soon to be your pain if you continue down the path you are on. You are Hunter’s plain, and he is steering you into the ground, and you don’t even see the ground coming up fast. But then you being the intelligent man you are probably know that don’t you?
Matthew stood up and walked around the table, sitting down in front of Riot on the table.
MC: Look at you, the once proud Rob Riot, sitting here in front of me a shell of the man he used to be, all because of Hunter Valentyne. I have a Hunter Valentyne you know. His name is Roger Wright, he’s my unicorn, the man that I need to destroy because he has tried to destroy me. I know that is a shocker given that he is my brother.
RR: Makes sense to me.
MC: HE SPEAKS! Man that was a miracle, and thank you for understanding my hatred for my brother. See I blamed Hunter for what happened to my family, but it was Roger’s fault, he was the one who incurred the wrath of Hunter, and refused to pay penance to it. Now I by no means advocate rolling over and just taking it, but when it involves the people around you, the ones you care about, then you have to put aside your pride sometimes, especially if your stupid arrogance will destroy those you care about.
RR: I can handle Hunter.
MC: Yeah I have heard that before, spoken with great hubris and self-belief. Truth is if you haven’t experienced the man, you don’t know what he is capable of. I have stood in the eye of that tornado seen the havoc it can cause, and I am here living, willing to tell of the pain that comes with it. See you think this thing is limited to you and Hunter, it’s not. He will find what you care about, what you hold dear.
RR: And destroy it?
MC: No, he will squeeze it, push it to the edge of the cliff, then subtly position it in such a way that all it takes is one little butterfly to land on it and force it over the edge. Now you can be blind to this, or you can take my word for it, either way it doesn’t matter to me, I like watching a good tragedy unfold.
Matthew slipped off the table and patted Riot on the shoulder.
MC: Think about what I said, it might save someone you love the pain that I had to endure.
Those were the last words that Riot heard before the door slammed shut. It had taken all of a few minutes for Matthew to be escorted out of the building and make his way to the parked car he arrived in. He slipped in, started the engine and looked at the phone sitting on the passenger seat. Matthew pressed the sync button on the steering wheel and spoke clearly.
MC: Call Nancy!
SYNC: Calling Nancy.
Nancy: Hey there!
MC: You free?
Nancy: I’m always free for you baby, why don’t you head on by?
MC: Be there in five.
Matthew hung up the line and drover the next five minutes in silence. The small ford pulling up to a small worn down house. Matthew slipped out and strode up to the door, it swung open revealing slender Blonde woman with a smile on her face.
Nancy: Hey baby!
MC: Nice to see you too.
Matthew strode past her and into the living room. He took a seat and exhaled a good deep breath.
Nancy: Water?
MC: Yes please.
Nancy vanished for a moment, returning with a glass of ice water.
MC: Thank you.
Nancy: It has been what? 2 years?
MC: Yeah. I know, it’s been a long time, I was ashamed of myself, of what I had become.
Nancy: So you just leave me out in the cold? You proposed to me, then you just vanished. Do you know what that feels like? Then to have you come back, to just reappear?
MC: You know I do.
Nancy: Yeah I do, and that’s what makes me wonder why you showed up now. Why you chose to put me through that pain.
MC: I made mistakes, big mistakes. I lost my way, and well I now know what I need to do, and who I need to focus on, who it was that destroyed my life.
Nancy: Hunter?
MC: Roger! He allowed Hunter to destroy our family, allowed Hunter to take from me everything that mattered.
Nancy: You still don’t get it do you Matthew?
MC: What?
Nancy: You keep blaming everyone else, keep looking for the faults in others, and at the end of the day it was you who failed to protect your family. You had everything, and you pissed it all away. You lost that man that you were, lost that thing that made you so strong. You lost your edge, and the person who took it from you, was YOU!
MC: What?
Nancy: Oh I’m not done. There was a reason people loved you, you lived your life like each day was the last, you went out there and outperformed everyone. Then you forgot what made you great, you won the NEW title, and you fell harder than a bag of bricks being dropped from a plane. So you can blame Hunter, you can blame Roger, but at the end of the day you should look in the mirror!
MC: Wow!
Nancy: Now if you don’t mind.
Nancy stood up and opened the front door. Matthew took his cue and headed out. He hopped in the ford and drove off, coming to a stop in the middle of nowhere. His destination was Demented but for now he needed to stop, needed to think and as the sun had gone down the stars had come up.
Matthew climbed out of the car and lay down on the hood, starring up at the stars in the sky. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to drift away into a dream.
MC: What the hell is this?
Matthew slapped at the animal clinging to his back.
HV: That is your monkey, his name is Roger.
MC: Haha Hunter, the monkey on my back is Roger Wright, very funny.
HV: Don’t get mad at me son, it’s your dream, your incarnation. I am simply here to tell you what is going on.
MC: Well it isn’t funny, take him off.
HV: I can’t do that, only you can get that monkey off your back, as I did.
MC: You lost to him!
HV: But you don’t see me walking around crying about it. That monkey is off my back, and it looks like he is clinging rather nicely to yours!
MC: Fuck you Hunter!
Matthew lunged out but the apparition of Hunter was gone.
JS: Always quick to react, never to think!
MC: What the hell are you doing here Jesse?
JS: Just here to talk to you Matthew, but I see you are preoccupied by that monkey.
MC: I get it.
JS: Do you? You had the NEW in the palm of your hands, and now, you have a monkey clinging to your back. A monkey named Roger Wright.
MC: Fuck you!
Again Matthew leapt for the man in front of him, and nothing.
RW: Hi little brother!
Matthew spun around, trying to locate the voice.
RW: I am right here!
MC: Oh son of a bitch! Now the god damn monkey is talking and you sound like Roger Wright.
RW: Because I am.
MC: Whatever, what do you want?
RW: Nothing, just wanted to say hi!
MC: I get it, you are in my head, and you are destroying me.
RW: You are destroying yourself because you are the one carrying me around. I don’t want to be here, I want to be anywhere but here. All I ever wanted was for us to be brothers, to be family, to care about each other.
MC: Then you shouldn’t have destroyed that family, you should have let Hunter have the win, let him walk away.
RW: You and I know that wasn’t an option, he was never going to just walk away.
MC: You could have tried, could have tried to care about me, about our family, but that was too much to ask of you, too much!
RW: I’m sorry.
MC: Not accepted! Now get off my back!
RW: Make me!
MC: It appears that the only way you will get off my back is by me making you!
Matthew’s eyes shot open as he lay on the hood of the car. The world above him seemed to be spinning and for the first time in a long time Matthew smiled. There was no one to see it, no one to feel the beauty behind it, and yet it felt good. Normally being haunted by Hunter and Jesse would disturb Matthew, but this helped him, focused him, and for the first time in a long time Matthew felt at peace. He knew what needed to be done, and was prepared to do it.
MC: I have a lot on my mind, as I am sure you do too. And to be honest I wanted to come here and talk about our match, but sitting in this room gives a man a chance to gain some perspective. Now I wouldn’t dare claim I know what you are going through, hell that would be ballsy as hell of me, but I think I can say I understand, and more than you might imagine, I can tell you that I have some advice.
Riot just cocked his head to the side and starred hard at the man across the table from him.
MC: Look, I get it, you don’t know who to trust, and man how could you. Hunter got you tossed in her with him, and make no mistake Hunter is the reason you are here. He doesn’t do anything without having some pay off for him, and we both know that payoff is you breaking. Stare at me all you want, down in that heart of yours you know he wants to break you, to fracture your mind, because that’s how he gets the advantage over you.
A short smile graced the face of Riot as Matthew spoke.
MC: See you know it, you feel it. Every time he opens his mouth you hear it. His words push you to the edge, never pushing you over, because he wants you to take that leap, because that is how the man operates. Always in the background, the provoker. He’s made a living off of it, hell look what he has done to me. Hunter has never outright said he hated me, never done anything directly to me, and yet that man has ruined my life, or so I thought.
Riot’s eyes narrowed in on Matthew as he adjusted himself in the chair.
MC: There was a time when I was a rising star in this company, I was fast tracked if you know what I mean. Hell I won the damn World title, went toe to toe with XXX and Matt Slater for that title, and then if all went tumbling down hill. For the longest time I blamed Hunter Valentyne, but it wasn’t his fault, it was mine.
Rob let out a chuckle and sat back in the chair.
MC: Glad my pain can bring a smile to your face. But my pain is soon to be your pain if you continue down the path you are on. You are Hunter’s plain, and he is steering you into the ground, and you don’t even see the ground coming up fast. But then you being the intelligent man you are probably know that don’t you?
Matthew stood up and walked around the table, sitting down in front of Riot on the table.
MC: Look at you, the once proud Rob Riot, sitting here in front of me a shell of the man he used to be, all because of Hunter Valentyne. I have a Hunter Valentyne you know. His name is Roger Wright, he’s my unicorn, the man that I need to destroy because he has tried to destroy me. I know that is a shocker given that he is my brother.
RR: Makes sense to me.
MC: HE SPEAKS! Man that was a miracle, and thank you for understanding my hatred for my brother. See I blamed Hunter for what happened to my family, but it was Roger’s fault, he was the one who incurred the wrath of Hunter, and refused to pay penance to it. Now I by no means advocate rolling over and just taking it, but when it involves the people around you, the ones you care about, then you have to put aside your pride sometimes, especially if your stupid arrogance will destroy those you care about.
RR: I can handle Hunter.
MC: Yeah I have heard that before, spoken with great hubris and self-belief. Truth is if you haven’t experienced the man, you don’t know what he is capable of. I have stood in the eye of that tornado seen the havoc it can cause, and I am here living, willing to tell of the pain that comes with it. See you think this thing is limited to you and Hunter, it’s not. He will find what you care about, what you hold dear.
RR: And destroy it?
MC: No, he will squeeze it, push it to the edge of the cliff, then subtly position it in such a way that all it takes is one little butterfly to land on it and force it over the edge. Now you can be blind to this, or you can take my word for it, either way it doesn’t matter to me, I like watching a good tragedy unfold.
Matthew slipped off the table and patted Riot on the shoulder.
MC: Think about what I said, it might save someone you love the pain that I had to endure.
Those were the last words that Riot heard before the door slammed shut. It had taken all of a few minutes for Matthew to be escorted out of the building and make his way to the parked car he arrived in. He slipped in, started the engine and looked at the phone sitting on the passenger seat. Matthew pressed the sync button on the steering wheel and spoke clearly.
MC: Call Nancy!
SYNC: Calling Nancy.
Nancy: Hey there!
MC: You free?
Nancy: I’m always free for you baby, why don’t you head on by?
MC: Be there in five.
Matthew hung up the line and drover the next five minutes in silence. The small ford pulling up to a small worn down house. Matthew slipped out and strode up to the door, it swung open revealing slender Blonde woman with a smile on her face.
Nancy: Hey baby!
MC: Nice to see you too.
Matthew strode past her and into the living room. He took a seat and exhaled a good deep breath.
Nancy: Water?
MC: Yes please.
Nancy vanished for a moment, returning with a glass of ice water.
MC: Thank you.
Nancy: It has been what? 2 years?
MC: Yeah. I know, it’s been a long time, I was ashamed of myself, of what I had become.
Nancy: So you just leave me out in the cold? You proposed to me, then you just vanished. Do you know what that feels like? Then to have you come back, to just reappear?
MC: You know I do.
Nancy: Yeah I do, and that’s what makes me wonder why you showed up now. Why you chose to put me through that pain.
MC: I made mistakes, big mistakes. I lost my way, and well I now know what I need to do, and who I need to focus on, who it was that destroyed my life.
Nancy: Hunter?
MC: Roger! He allowed Hunter to destroy our family, allowed Hunter to take from me everything that mattered.
Nancy: You still don’t get it do you Matthew?
MC: What?
Nancy: You keep blaming everyone else, keep looking for the faults in others, and at the end of the day it was you who failed to protect your family. You had everything, and you pissed it all away. You lost that man that you were, lost that thing that made you so strong. You lost your edge, and the person who took it from you, was YOU!
MC: What?
Nancy: Oh I’m not done. There was a reason people loved you, you lived your life like each day was the last, you went out there and outperformed everyone. Then you forgot what made you great, you won the NEW title, and you fell harder than a bag of bricks being dropped from a plane. So you can blame Hunter, you can blame Roger, but at the end of the day you should look in the mirror!
MC: Wow!
Nancy: Now if you don’t mind.
Nancy stood up and opened the front door. Matthew took his cue and headed out. He hopped in the ford and drove off, coming to a stop in the middle of nowhere. His destination was Demented but for now he needed to stop, needed to think and as the sun had gone down the stars had come up.
Matthew climbed out of the car and lay down on the hood, starring up at the stars in the sky. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to drift away into a dream.
MC: What the hell is this?
Matthew slapped at the animal clinging to his back.
HV: That is your monkey, his name is Roger.
MC: Haha Hunter, the monkey on my back is Roger Wright, very funny.
HV: Don’t get mad at me son, it’s your dream, your incarnation. I am simply here to tell you what is going on.
MC: Well it isn’t funny, take him off.
HV: I can’t do that, only you can get that monkey off your back, as I did.
MC: You lost to him!
HV: But you don’t see me walking around crying about it. That monkey is off my back, and it looks like he is clinging rather nicely to yours!
MC: Fuck you Hunter!
Matthew lunged out but the apparition of Hunter was gone.
JS: Always quick to react, never to think!
MC: What the hell are you doing here Jesse?
JS: Just here to talk to you Matthew, but I see you are preoccupied by that monkey.
MC: I get it.
JS: Do you? You had the NEW in the palm of your hands, and now, you have a monkey clinging to your back. A monkey named Roger Wright.
MC: Fuck you!
Again Matthew leapt for the man in front of him, and nothing.
RW: Hi little brother!
Matthew spun around, trying to locate the voice.
RW: I am right here!
MC: Oh son of a bitch! Now the god damn monkey is talking and you sound like Roger Wright.
RW: Because I am.
MC: Whatever, what do you want?
RW: Nothing, just wanted to say hi!
MC: I get it, you are in my head, and you are destroying me.
RW: You are destroying yourself because you are the one carrying me around. I don’t want to be here, I want to be anywhere but here. All I ever wanted was for us to be brothers, to be family, to care about each other.
MC: Then you shouldn’t have destroyed that family, you should have let Hunter have the win, let him walk away.
RW: You and I know that wasn’t an option, he was never going to just walk away.
MC: You could have tried, could have tried to care about me, about our family, but that was too much to ask of you, too much!
RW: I’m sorry.
MC: Not accepted! Now get off my back!
RW: Make me!
MC: It appears that the only way you will get off my back is by me making you!
Matthew’s eyes shot open as he lay on the hood of the car. The world above him seemed to be spinning and for the first time in a long time Matthew smiled. There was no one to see it, no one to feel the beauty behind it, and yet it felt good. Normally being haunted by Hunter and Jesse would disturb Matthew, but this helped him, focused him, and for the first time in a long time Matthew felt at peace. He knew what needed to be done, and was prepared to do it.
