Post by Seifer Black on Nov 15, 2013 19:57:53 GMT -5
Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.
Jim Morrison
When I first heard my challenge was accepted it was like the world around me had gone into some sort of slow motion, but then I read further and saw the stipulations that the bitch had put in place and I came back to reality with a thud, if I lose the match both me and matt are going to be fired… Wow I can’t believe this, I wonder how matt is going to take this news… Either way this is going to be a complete test of faith on his part that I can get the job done and beat the world champion. Right now it’s a bright early afternoon and I am driving around the corner in my black Aston Martin DB9 to the old place that I called home after I had ran away from the orphanage, this place has been empty for a couple of years now and it has fallen into a little bit of disrepair. This is the old home of my first wife and her parents Rachel Blanc and her dad who I used to call coach, this is the place where I was taken in and first taught the craft that I love… Wearing my baggy black jeans, black Doc Martins and a Manticore and other horrors Cradle of filth shirt I step out of my car and bring my camera with me, pointing at the old place I press record.
Seifer: Here I am again, in another part of my history, this is another part of where the Seifer Black Armstrong you all know was forged, this is the first place I learned the craft of wrestling, one day in the year when I turned 15 I ran away from the orphanage which had terrorised my life since day one and I didn’t know where to go… It was a bitterly cold winter day and it was an early night, wandering around I never really left the orphanage before so I decided just to walk and see where my feet lead me, and chance would have it that I found this pathway and walked up it and came across this porch.
I walk up to the front porch, pretty old fashioned looking with the old three seater swing chair hung from the canopy.
Seifer: I remember walking up here in the middle of the night and hearing a voice shouting at me from this chair, I looked up to see one of the most beautiful sights that I have ever seen in my life, she was sitting here reading a the once and future king and had heard me walking up to the home. Before I could answer a big man walked through the front door with a confused look on his face, he looked at me and said “What are you doing here lad?” Not having the courage at the time to explain my situation I could do nothing but stutter how I was sorry and I was about to leave till her mother walked through the door, at the time I was really skinny with clothes that had to be about two sizes too big for me and I was a pathetic sight, taking pity on me she called to me and invited me in for a meal, not knowing how to respond I just nodded and followed the family into the home.
Opening the door I walk through the hallway, and old fashioned looking wallpaper where the old family pictures used to be, now there is just light patches on the wall where they used to hang, walking through to the kitchen the old wooden table and chairs are still here, clearly Coach and Rachel could not take some of this stuff with them, so I take a seat at the table setting up the camera on the table pointing towards me.
Seifer: Now here is where a lot of my life changed for the better, I remember I came in here and sat here timid and scared to say something as Rachel started to put the food out in front of everyone, at that point I realised how hungry I was and started to eat, after a few moments of eating I remember Shelley turned to me and asked me the question that was hanging in the air, and that was why was I there at that time of day? It was a fair question because these people lived on the outskirts of the city where there is not much of anything around for a few miles, I remember contemplating my answer but at the end I decided honesty was the best way to go. Explaining how I left the orphanage opened the gates for all the terrible events in my life started to flood out and I could not stop myself, by the time I was done I could see the tears in the eyes of Shelley and Rachel and a look of sympathy on the look of coach, after a few moments of silence we started talking about everything, I remember thinking this must be what it is like to be a part of a proper family… After a while I got up and thanked them for their hospitality and started to leave. But before I could walk out the door I heard a booming voice which was Coach shouting at me “Where do you think you are going boy?”.
I take a deep breath as I look around for a moment thinking everything through.
Seifer: He walked into the hallway and said to me, “Before you go I want to show you something if that’s all right with you?” agreeing I followed him to the back yard.
I grab the camera and walk around through the hallways to the back yard, the old equipment still there covered in dust and something else that I had not seen for many years.
Seifer: As I walked out here I saw the first wrestling ring that I had seen in my life, at first I was amazed how he had this huge thing in his back yard, he walked up to it and he asked me if I had ever seen anything like this before, admitting that I had never seen one of real, only times I had seen it is one time when I was able to steal a couple of old wrestling magazines from another one of the kids that lived in the orphanage. He went on to say one of the kindest words that anyone had said to me and I will never forget this “Son if you want, and it does not seem like you have anywhere else to go so if you would like, I am a wrestling trainer at the local school and I can teach you here, gives you something you can work at and also you can live here with us as well.”
Remembering this brings back a well of emotion for me and I have to take a short break too stop myself from getting too emotional, after a moment I place the camera on the ring apron and point it towards me.
Seifer: At these words this place you see behind me became my first proper home, each day I was here in this ring working on my basic skills and gaining in strength and confidence till the day a year later where I started dating Shelley and life could not be better for me. Some times where hard work like when I nearly broke my neck falling out of this ring more than once but no matter how many bumps and small injuries I gained I never gave up and I think that is why I gained his respect and was allowed to date Coaches daughter. I remember the day we told him about our relationship he gave me one of the roughest training sessions I can ever remember, he called it a lesson of how to sell the moves that I was taking but I knew he was testing me, and through all of the huge suplexes, the big back body drops where he flung me with all the strength he could muster where I would hit the canvas with a thud and I’ll be honest there was not much padding on the ring floor even then… Anyway even through all of this punishment and my chest being one big bruise he walked up to me and patted me on the shoulder saying to me “Well done, you took all that without a single complaint or hesitance, you have really shown how far you have come in just a year and I am proud of you, and hopefully one day you will be a part of this family” With these words he walked back to the house and I remember collapsing out of exhaustion as Shelley ran up to me with a smile on her face. I was finally a part of a family that accepted me for what I was and the demons inside laid at rest, this is of course before the fated day that I have talked about before, but in those few years I lived here and trained and had a good life, they took me in when no one else would have given me the time of day and now they do not even live in this country, I don’t know if they really blame me now for what happened to their only daughter in the end but I got a letter from them before they left saying that they didn’t blame me and they knew she was happy with the life that she was in and I should not blame myself for what happened before then, I don’t know what to think about this, in a lot of ways I sill blame myself but it’s something I need to be able to live with and I accept that, let’s just hope the events that have caused me to feel this level of guilt will not happen again…
I take the camera and point it at the home walking back into the house, through it and back out onto the porch sitting on the old chair that I had spent many a night on growing up placing the camera on the fence opposite from me.
Seifer: This is why I am looking into my past, this is why I am telling you all about this story of pain, joy, passion, love and family… I need to be able to get my head around everything that has happened and what it is going to lead too in my future, there is more to tell and I know that it is going to get darker before the light will come once again into my life, and I will take you all on this path of my life, throughout everything that has made me the man that stands before you all today, it is a long journey which started last week and will continue as long as I am able to tell it, goodbye for now everyone, I will see you next time.
I reach up and grab the camera showing the rustic landscape and my black Aston Martin before switching off the camera, I sit here a moment looking around as my gaze is drawn to a small statue sitting in the corner, an angel carrying a sword that I had seen before was there again, looking at it I stand up and walk over picking it up looking at it more closely, and I see a name on this statue this time which reads “Michael”. I don’t know why but I feel drawn towards this small statue enough to place it in my car, maybe this is a sign that there is more to my life than meets the eye, or maybe I am wanting something that reminded me of this place but this is the second time I have seen this angel and I need to understand why I keep on seeing it.
The thing about performance, even if it's only an illusion, is that it is a celebration of the fact that we do contain within ourselves infinite possibilities.
Sydney Smith
This has been a strange week for me, on one side I lost another tag match in my attempt to beat Fly and Orbit with Stacy, but most importantly of all there is a new champion in WCF and that is my own Chels who won the TV title from John Barber. I knew she could do it, from the start when she was told that she was getting the shot I knew that she could even if she didn’t know it herself, for tonight I have gotten Matt and Stac to take care of Shelley for the night so I can get everything perfect for a celebration. For a while during the day I told Stac to keep Chels busy for a while till later on in the day, and as I get things ready I keep an eye on the clock waiting for 7pm to come along, and as it does I switch off the lights and wait. After a while I hear the door open as Chels walks into the hallway, not being able to see anything because of me turning out all the lights. I can hear her nearly trip over a chair before she laughs as I can imagine her hand feeling along the wall till she gets to the light switch flipping it on, I say nothing staying hidden from view. I can hear her setting her bag down as the door closes behind her followed by the sound of the lock turning. Her shoes are being kicked off next before she starts walking further into the room.
Chelsea: Seifer?
I creep up behind her and put my arms around her waist.
Seifer: Boo, I got you.
She jumps letting out a soft scream before laughing as she hears my voice. Placing her hands on mine I can see her smile as she looks back at me.
Chelsea: Yes you did, sneaky...am I just that easy of a target for you?
Seifer: Maybe, it’s not that I’ve been planning this since midday or anything.
Chelsea: Hmm...really now...that wouldn't that be the reason Stac dragged me to every store in town today would it?
Seifer: I would not know anything about that.
Chelsea: Ok...hmmm, and where's Shelley?
Seifer: Matt and Stacy are taking care of her for the night, they were really insistent on it.
Laughing softly I can feel her relaxing in my arms as she lays her head back against my shoulder.
Chelsea: So it seems as though we have the night all to ourselves then...I suppose we should thank Matt and Stac for that huh, mean not like you have anything to do with it…
Seifer: I don’t know what you are implying; accusing me of something like that you may have to be punished later.
Chelsea: Oh really? Well I might just have to keep accusing you if you're going to say that...
She turns around in my arms to look at me in the eyes.
Seifer: Oh really, well you may be slightly right; I mean something amazing did happen recently didn’t it.
Chelsea: Hmm...well depends exactly what you're talking about. But by the look in your eyes and the oh so subtle hinting I’ve been receiving today I’m assuming it might possibly have something to do with my winning of that title?
Seifer: I would think so, I remember you saying that you were not sure if you were going to win it, and I always knew that you would so that’s why I planned all of this in advance.
She smiles as I hear a soft sigh leaving her lips.
Chelsea: You always have so much confidence in me...what would you have done if i had lost?
Seifer: I’ll be honest the thought never crossed my mind.
Chelsea: Really?
Seifer: Really, really.
Chelsea: I wish I had that kind of thinking...but suppose the main thing is I did win. So now...what all do you have planned?
Seifer: Well I have our whole night planned out, I have got some of your favourite movies ready, some of your favourite food also.
Chelsea: You did put a lot of thought into this...now I’m really excited.
Seifer: Right what would you like to see first?
Chelsea: Hmm...let's start with food. All day shopping and we only stopped to eat once.
Seifer: Come with me.
I lead her to a table with several cloths over the top of it, I start with the one closest to me.
Seifer: Here we have some fresh prawns with melted garlic butter.
Chelsea: Mmm...that looks good.
I walk along on the other side of the table to her and take the next cloth off.
Seifer: Next we have some fresh chicken wrapped in ham with some herb and vegetable rice.
I can sense her eyes widening before she smiles looking up at me.
Chelsea: You're really out to spoil me tonight...aren't you.
Seifer: What can I say champ, you deserve it.
Leaning up she gives me a kiss on the cheek before sitting down as her eyes travel over the food.
Chelsea: What else have you made?
Seifer: And for desert.
I lift the second to last cloth on the table.
Seifer: Chocolate covered strawberries with fresh cream.
Chelsea: Ohhh...you know my weakness too well, those look so good.
Seifer: Wait till you see the movies that I’ve got for tonight.
I walk over and pull out a bag and sit next to her.
Seifer: Are you ready?
Smiling she nods turning to face me.
Chelsea: Ohh yeah, what have you picked out?
Seifer: Well I have a few movies for you to pick, first of all I have Harry Potter and the half-blood prince.
Chelsea: My favourite...and you start with that? Ok what else...
Seifer: I have The Crow.
Chelsea: Ohhh....has been awhile since i saw that one.
Seifer: That’s not all I also have the Muppets movie.
Chelsea: Ohhh....another good one...you know i'm never going to be able to choose…
Seifer: And last but not least, I have...
Chelsea: Yes...
Seifer: Are you ready?
Chelsea: I think so...
Seifer: 3...2....1...
Laughing she gives me a little slap on the chest.
Chelsea: No teasing...show me!
Seifer: I thought you liked being teased aye.
Chelsea: Well...ok yeah, it depends on the situation...
Seifer: I thought so.
I give her a sly smile as she laughs a little.
Seifer: The last movie is Thor.
Chelsea: ohhh...not fair...can we watch all four??
Seifer: Hmmm maybe, I don’t know though because I may have other things planned.
I reach inside the bedside table and bring out a bottle of Hiedsieck 1907 Diamant Bleu cuvée champagne.
Chelsea: Hmm...well that changes things doesn't it.
Seifer: I think so, as I have always said nothing is too good for you, and as I said on our wedding day there is nothing that I will not do to ensure your happiness, even without that gold and leather around your waist I will always make sure that everything is perfect for you.
Chelsea: Awwww....Seifer...
She smiles looking at me as i can tell by the look on her face she's speechless, leaning in she hugs me as i can feel a tear rolling down her cheek.
Chelsea: I love you.
Seifer: And I love you too, more than you could ever know.
We enjoy the rest of our evening the only way we know how, drinking good champagne, eating good food, watching movies and other things to make this night more memorable as any other.
Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host. But anger is like fire. It burns it all clean.
Maya Angelou
Sitting here at the local pub wearing my normal gear with my Trivium shirt on a lot of thoughts are running through my head as I wait for Matt to get here, both of our jobs are on the line and it’s all on my shoulders, the pressure of this sort of situation would crush most people but I thrive off of these situations normally… But still I cant help but feel this burning feeling inside my chest that has been building up for a while… I jump a little when I feel a hand on my shoulder as Matt goes to sit next to me at the bar.
Matt: Hey dude...
Seifer: Hey mate, what you having?
Matt: Well I think based on the current situation, I'll have a Jagerbomb, a pint of Stella Artois and a strong Whisky.
Seifer: So the same as me then.
Matt: If that's what you're getting than yeah...
I shout over the bartender and ask him for the same again before turning too matt.
Seifer: So how are you feeling?
Matt: That's a Hell of a question, considering I'm still suffering from these nightmares, this whole thing with me possibly being out of a job after this Sunday is giving me a lot of un-needed stress...
Seifer: I'm sorry mate, i did not think she would go this far.
Matt: Why are you apologising? It's not your fault, you wanted to face Fly, there's nothing wrong with wanting to face the World Champ, no matter whether you've been in WCF for ten years or ten minutes, this is all her fault, and if you don't manage to win, I'll still blame her and only her.
Seifer: You have nothing to worry about with your job, with her doing this she has done the most dangerous thing she could have done.
Matt: Oh don't get me wrong dude, I'm not doubting your ability, you can take Fly any time, any place, anywhere...but because of the fact Sarah obviously wants us gone from the WCF...she'll probably find some way of screwing you over...
Seifer: Well I have an idea to help in that area.
Matt: Do you now, and what is this idea?
Seifer: I have put in a match type proposal too Sarah and Fly that we change it too a cage of death match.
Matt: Do you really think Sarah will accept that? I mean, you were lucky to get the match in the first place considering how against it she was...
Seifer: I know but I have to try don't I, im worried about interferance and something like this lowers the risk of that.
As i say this the bartender comes over with our drinks.
Matt: Oh yeah, no harm in trying, but knowing what Sarah's like, I wouldn't get my hopes up about it if I were you...as for worrying about interference...hopefully if Orbit doesn't put much of a beat down on me, you can bet your ass I'll be out there watching your back...not to mention that Dan will no doubt be out there too...
Seifer: True enough but you never know what that crafty bitch has up her sleeve.
Matt: Yeah...anyway...let's change the subject...I started seeing a psychiatrist about my nightmares...
Seifer: Really, has it helped you at all?
Matt: Sort of, I've just got to let the nightmares play out till I finally discover the meanings behind them...maybe after that...once I work on rectifying what they mean, hopefully they'll stop...
Seifer: So you are not any closer too working them out then?
Matt: Well Ms Summers, Sarah, did come up with a possibility that with me seeing Lilith, Twilight and this masked man, they could be representing the three unborn children Stacy and I have lost...other than that...I'm still clueless on the meaning...
Seifer: Maybe because you are feeling weaker inside right now the horrific parts of your life are haunting you in some way.
We click glasses as we both down our jagerbombs.
Matt: Maybe...who knows...
Seifer: By the way thanks for look after Shelley the other night.
Matt: No problem, Stacy and I enjoyed looking after her...especially since with Nick and Chels being back in Florida being looked after by Sylvia, we were both missing looking after a baby...
Seifer: Yeah, we would do something like that but I dont think Chels could bare to be apart from Shelley for very long.
Matt: Yeah, we can't bare to be apart from Nick or Chels for even a day...but with what's happened in the past, we believe if they're not with us whilst we're wrestling, then they're much safer...
Seifer: Yeah I get where you are coming from mate, I think if we had two kids like you we may feel the same if she had a little brother or sister to keep her company.
Matt: Yeah, also looking after Shelley the other night also cheered Stace up a bit after last Sunday's result...
Seifer: She doesnt still feel guilty about that does she?
Matt: Yeah she does, she knows how you've been getting pretty down over recent losses you've been accumulating and the fact she was the one who lost the match, she just feels really upset that she wasn't able to help you get a win...
Seifer: Its not her fault, the thing with a tag match is its a joint effort and we cant help getting a loss in those situations sometimes. Also its her first match properly back here and i think she did brilliantly.
Matt: Yeah I agree with you, she did a Hell of a job. Hopefully she won't let this dwell on her for too long.
Seifer: Well you can tell her from me that I am not dissapointed at all with how she did in that match and i do not blame her at all for the loss.
Matt: I'm sure she'll appreciate that dude...although her stubborness tends to get the better of her so she'll probably disagree.
Seifer: Yeah sounds like someone else we know also, them two are very alike in that way.
Matt: Yeah, this is off camera aint it? I don't fancy going back home and getting slapped and losing sex due to me saying these things. To be fair if you got slapped when you got home, you wouldn't know whether it was Chels telling you off or whether she was being kinky.
Seifer: Depending on whether Shelley is asleep it could mean one or the other, and dude we are in a pub... Where are the cameras going to be?
Matt: We're wrestlers...we get followed around by camera's all the time...
Seifer: True, it does sometimes feel like we are just puppets with someone else writing out our lives for peoples enjoyment.
Matt: If that were true, I'd want to tear the throat out of whoever's behind my life...but thank them at the same time...
Seifer: Same here, but to be honest its such a stupid idea its not worth thinking about.
Matt: Hey, you were the one that brought it up...
Seifer: I know and I will be the one to change the subject... Do you remember that bottle of champagne I bought the other day.
Matt: The one that cost like three grand?
Seifer: Oh so i told you how much i payed for it?
Matt: I was with you when you bought it numbnuts.
Seifer: Where you? Seriously I do not remember.
Matt: Must be this match playing on your mind...
Seifer: Can you blame me, its one of the biggest matches I have had in ages, and I will be honest with you... I cant wait.
Matt: Yeah definitely...I can't wait to get my hands on Orbit...did you even hear and see what he did to Stace?
Seifer: Yeah I did, man I was pissed when it went down, could not wait to get back in that ring.
Matt: Well you saw me, I was ready to get into the ring and kick that son of a bitch in the fucking teeth, if Chels hadn't have stopped me, I would have..
Seifer: Well you will be able to get your revenge this week, can you believe we are in the main and co main event in a WCF show this soon.
Matt: I'm still trying to get my head around the fact we've got Fly and Orbit...
Seifer: I know what you mean, I have to say its suspicious how we are getting these matches now, we got to contact the guys and make sure we have them watching our back when slam comes.
Matt: Yeah definitely.
Seifer: These are dangerous times in general and even more so for us with us being in Sarahs crosshairs.
Matt: Yeah, but to be fair, it's what we wanted, we wanted to be in her crosshairs...
Seifer: Exactly, as a wise man said, You have enemies? Good. That means you've stood up for something, sometime in your life.
Matt: Who said that?
Seifer: One of the greatest englishmen in history, Winston Churchill.
Matt: Damn right, someone who is more deserving to be put onto an English money note rather than that evil witch, Margaret Thatcher...
Seifer: HA! Quick question who does she have something in common with?
Matt: Well that's easy...Sarah Twilight...or Twishite as you like to call her...
Seifer: Yep, anyway dude shall we get going? Our wives will have thought we have been abducted by aliens.
Matt: Yeah good idea.
We finish our drinks and walk out the bar as we see a group of about five guys wearing bikers cuts waiting outside the bar.
Seifer: Some of your old mates?
Matt: No...quite the opposite actually...they're part of the Outlaws biggest rivals...this could get messy...
Seifer: What do you guys want?
Thug 1: We don't want nuthin' from you...we wanna have a conversation with your buddy here...
Seifer: Really, well if you want to talk to him then you have to talk to me also.
I take a few steps forwards to confront the apparent leader.
Thug 2: Well well well...looks like the former leader of the Outlaws has got himself a boyfriend. If you know what's good for you, you'd get the fuck out of our way and let us take care of business...
Walking forwards he pushes me backwards, that burning feeling is building up again and this time it explodes and I let out a huge thrust kick connecting with the second thugs chest sending him flying backwards into his bike tipping it over as he falls with a thud off the concrete on the other side of it.
Thug 1: Get him boys.
Before one of them can do anything I kick the nearest one in the balls and grabbing his leather cut I hurl him towards a nearby car sending his head smashing through the window.
Seifer: FUCK YOU ODIN!
I see the next man try to hit me with a bat from behind in the reflection of the car and I hear the thud of it hitting the car as I move out the way, I turn around and block his second attempt at swinging the bat at me taking it off of him and driving it full force into his gut making him puke.
Seifer: FUCK YOU CAIRO!
Throwing my bat at another one of the thugs I spear him as he covers his head picking him up on my shoulder and slamming him full force down on the side of the bike that had toppled over before.
Seifer: FUCK YOU SARAH!
The last guy looking like he has changed his mind has started backing away but he has no chance of getting away as I run at him and lift my foot placing my boot full force into his face knocking him clean out.
Seifer: AND FUCK YOU FLY!!
Breathing deeply on my knees i hear Matt who sounds like he is in the distance but in a moment he is kneeling in front of me.
Matt: Dude...that was awesome...I've never seen anything like that before in my life...
Seifer: You think thats good, wait till you see what I have in store for Fly.
Matt: Man, Jonny Fly is fucked...
The two of us start walking back to our hotel so we can get back to our wives.
You have enemies? Good. That means you've stood up for something, sometime in your life.
Winston Churchill
The scene opens up in a dark area, not much can be seen around until a fire is lit as you see me standing there with a lighter in my hand, for a moment I walk around the room lighting candles laid in certain areas of the room. As I do this more and more is revealed, this is a decrepit room where it almost looks like it is decaying around me, the stench of decay goes up my nose as the dust swirls around the candle light as I set them alight. I have not been in a place like this in a long time and it brings back some memories, this old home which I had found here in Topeka Kansas all boarded up and shut away from the world and it suited my purposes perfectly for what I have planned, and what I have planned is dangerous for myself and others around me so I am here on my own for this one… After lighting the candles I sit in an old armchair I found in the room and sit down on it in front of the camera.
Seifer: Will you walk into my parlour? said a Spider to a Fly, It is the darkest parlour that ever you did spy, You've only got to pop your head just inside of the door, You'll see so many bloody things you never saw before, Will you, will you, will you walk in, stupid little Fly?
I take a deep breath and light the last candle in front of me casting light upon my face which is painted in the pattern of a bloody spider’s web.
Seifer: My fine home is always open. Says the Spider to the Fly, I'm glad to have the souls of all I see go by. They go in but don't come down again, I've heard of you before. Oh, yes they do, I always let them out at the reapers door…Will you, will you, will you walk in, stupid little Fly?
I lean back as the shadows partly envelop me once again.
Seifer: For the last time now I ask you, will you walk in, Mister Fly? No! If I do, may I be shot, I'm off now, so good-bye, good-bye, good-bye. Then up he springs, but both his wings were in the web caught fast; The Spider laughed…Ah, ah, my boy, I have you safe at last. Will you, will you, will you walk OUT, stupid little Fly? … Tell me, pray, how are you now?" says the Spider to the Fly, You fools will never wisdom get unless you dearly buy.
Laughing my cold laugh a little I lean back forwards my face in full view of the light.
Seifer: Jonny you see this tale is going to be your own, you are the Fly and I am the spider that hunts you down, last time we met you paid me hardly any time thinking that I was below you, wanting to believe in your own delusions that you are something special because of what? Your position in your own little society of thugs and criminals that you usually associate yourself with and thinking that you are some sort of lord of war.
I laugh again at these words and close my eyes, as I open them once again my eyes has changed colour from normal too completely black.
Seifer: You have scammed and forced your way into everything around you without a care for the people that you are stepping on and you do not even care to remember the names of your opponents well I will make sure that you remember that name because after I am done with you the fresh scars that will litter your body will ever remind you of the one man you thought was nothing, the one man you will face this week at slam that will beat you no matter what.
I start to laugh again more manically as I brush the hair back off of my face.
Seifer: It does not matter how much I will sweat.
I take a knife from the table next to me and place it against my forehead and slicing into it, I feel the blood start to flow onto my face.
Seifer: It does not matter how much I BLEED!
I place the knife down and start to slap myself across the face, each time I do its heard with a sickening thud which makes droplets of blood fly off of my face.
Seifer: It does not matter HOW MUCH PAIN YOU BRING JONNY FLY.
I take a couple of deep breaths feeling the blood still trickle down my face.
Seifer: You see something has happened here which you did not want to happen, Sarah has pushed us into a corner and we are the most dangerous when we are in that corner because I for one will fight with nothing held back, I will give you a war that you will remember for years to come and look back on with appreciation that I had let you survive… This match for us both will make us realise our own life’s worth and forge us a new under the fires of war because make no bones about it, this to me is a war no matter what anyone else may say… My livelihood, my career, my passion and my life is under threat and no matter what I will make sure that you will not take this away from me.
I reach into my pocket and bring out a picture of Jonny Fly which I hold above the candle.
Seifer: Jonny be prepared to face demons the likes of which you have never seen before, make sure you set your affairs in order and rest your soul for the events that are going to take place… My dark passenger is coming for you Fly, be scared… Be terrified because he has no qualms to spill your blood till there is nothing left to spill, he will break bones and end your career and even your life if he is given the chance, and I shall let him.
I place the picture in the fire of the candle setting it aflame in my hand.
Seifer: Tis vanity that ever makes repentance come too late, And you who into cobwebs run, right well deserve your fate, Listen, listen, listen, foolish little Fly, Listen, listen to me, foolish little Fly? So now, all young folks, take warning, by this foolish little fly, The Spider's name is "Seifer" to catch you he will try; For although you may think my advice is quite a bore, You're lost if you stand parleying outside of "Seifer's" door, Remember, remember the foolish little fly; Remember, Oh! remember, The foolish little fly, Through me the way is to the city dolent; Through me the way is to eternal dole; Through me the way among the people lost. Justice incited my sublime Creator; Created me divine Omnipotence, The highest Wisdom and the primal Love. Before me there were no created things, Only eterne, and I eternal last. All hope abandon, ye who enter in this ring with me, I am the archangel of the WCF and a member of Justice Seifer Black Armstrong, pay heed to my words or you shall fade to black…
I place my hand over the candle putting it out as I am covered in shadows once again and a moment later everything else goes to black.
The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
George S. Patton
