Post by Jackson White on Jan 2, 2015 18:37:45 GMT -5
Jackson is doing sit-ups on his hotel room. The room is clean but there is a wall with many old newspaper's articles related to his father murderer and robberies. There are also photos of men and interrogation marks pointed to some of them. White stops exercising and stares at that wall.
Jackson (thinking): If I had more free time I could find more quickly who did this to you but mom said I had to find a job... She was kinda right I needed to clear my head after what happened to you. It is the first time in four years that I didn't spend the whole day looking for the monsters that did that to you. Don't worry dad... I will find them and we will have our revenge, I swear. I miss you so much... Guide me dad... Please...
Jackson goes to the kitchen and open the fridge. He looks for a beer but there are none. He dresses a coat and leaves. He goes to the hotel bar. It is almost empty since it is almost 3 AM, just a young beautiful girl is sitting drinking a whisky. Her eyes are blue and her hair is blonde. She has pink nails and some jewelry. She is wearing a blue dress which looks really expensive. She smiles at Jackson as he sits.
Girl: Excuse me, aren't you the new superstar of WCF? Jackson White?
Jackson: Yeah that's right.
Girl: Wow nice to meet you, my name is Elisabeth.
Jackson: Thanks. (now turning to the barman) A beer please.
Jackson didn't care about meeting new people. He was to paranoid about the murderer of his father, he suspected everyone. He entered WCF to call attention to him, so the thief could see who he was. All he wanted was the killer to know that he was seeking for revenge. He wanted to scare him.
Elisabeth: I bet the fans will love you. You are really handsome and you seem strong.
Jackson: I don't really care about the fans loving me. Don't you know me aside WCF? Never heard about me?
Elisabeth: Not that I remember.
Jackson: Right, I don't even know why I asked. Four years ago my dad was killed by a thief in a robbery. I almost got killed but survived. The media didn't care much about it. Some articles in newspapers and not much more. Why? Because we were not rich, we were not famous. But now? I will be famous. I will have attention. Everyone will know who I am and I will find the man who murdered my dad and I will torture him and have my revenge. And do you know why I don't care about the fans? Because as far as I can tell one of them might be my dad's murderer. He might be anyone. I am not even sure if he is a he or a she. The murderer might even be you.
Elisabeth (scared): That's kinda creepy, I am not capable of killing someone.
Jackson: Where were you on the New Year's Eve 4 years ago?
Elisabeth: I don't know, probably wasted at some party...
Jackson: So you can't remember where you were? That's a bit suspicious
... (shaking his hand) It is a bit hot here, don't you want to go outside?
Elisabeth (getting up): No... I think I will just go to my room I am a bit tired...
Jackson grabs the girl's arm and whispers at her.
Jackson: Don't you try to run...
Elisabeth (loud): Let me go!
Barman: Sir, excuse me but I will ask you to let go the girl.
Jackson: It's a joke sir, everything is fine don't worry.
Elisabeth escapes and starts to run while Jackson is talking to the barman. "The Fenix" realizes it and starts running after her but he can't find her. She is gone. He looks around searching for her but she ran too fast while the barman was talking to Jack. He was too mad to go to his room and sleep, even though he needed to rest for his match. So he went outside to smoke a cigarette. He looked for a lighter, but he forgot it in his room. There was a man talking on the phone so Jackson decided to ask him a lighter.
Jackson: Sorry to bother you but do you have a lighter?
Man (talking to the phone): Wait just a little bit darling and calm down.
The man handed the lighter to Jackson while he was talking on the phone. He lighted the cigar and he realized it was written in the lighter "John Porter, Detective" and his contact. The guy turned off the phone.
Jackson: Excuse me, are you John Porter?
John: Yes, why?
Jackson: I just read here in your lighter that you were a detective...
John: Oh sorry but I am no longer a detective... I quit the job.
Jackson: Are you not accepting any more cases? I need help solving a murderer... My dad was murdered four years ago.
John: Sir, excuse me but I will have to go my daughter needs my help, some maniac in the hotel bar went after her.
Jackson (suspicious): Really? I can help you if you want, is the maniac still chasing her?
John (leaving): She was able to ran away, don't worry and thank you!
The former detective went inside. Jackson thought of going after him but he needed to rest for the match. It was already too late. He finished his cigar and went to his room. He took off his coat and walked to the wall that has the articles. He stared for a while and a tear rolled down his face.
Jackson: I'm sorry dad... Maybe mom is right... I am too paranoid. But I can't just live my normal life while your murderer is still out there... I will do my best at my new job. I will win the tag-team match and I will be successful in WCF I promise you! I will make you and mom proud! Nobody will have the nuts to face me once they watch me fight. I trained a lot. But I will never forget you dad.
Jackson took off his clothes and went to bad. He stared a little to the ceiling before falling asleep. For the first time in four years he laid on the bed thinking about something else. He only imagined his debut on WCF. He was really anxious but he soon fell asleep. He then start dreaming. A fenix was in a wrestling ring. There were many people watching in their sits. The fenix was in a bad shape though. Its feathers were really old and it was laid on the floor, almost dead. But then, its feathers burnt and all that was left were ashes. The "boos" in the arena started. Everyone was disappointing because the fenix were ugly and then died. But then, the fenix resurrected. Everyone stayed silent. It was the most beautiful animal everyone have ever seen.
Jackson (thinking): If I had more free time I could find more quickly who did this to you but mom said I had to find a job... She was kinda right I needed to clear my head after what happened to you. It is the first time in four years that I didn't spend the whole day looking for the monsters that did that to you. Don't worry dad... I will find them and we will have our revenge, I swear. I miss you so much... Guide me dad... Please...
Jackson goes to the kitchen and open the fridge. He looks for a beer but there are none. He dresses a coat and leaves. He goes to the hotel bar. It is almost empty since it is almost 3 AM, just a young beautiful girl is sitting drinking a whisky. Her eyes are blue and her hair is blonde. She has pink nails and some jewelry. She is wearing a blue dress which looks really expensive. She smiles at Jackson as he sits.
Girl: Excuse me, aren't you the new superstar of WCF? Jackson White?
Jackson: Yeah that's right.
Girl: Wow nice to meet you, my name is Elisabeth.
Jackson: Thanks. (now turning to the barman) A beer please.
Jackson didn't care about meeting new people. He was to paranoid about the murderer of his father, he suspected everyone. He entered WCF to call attention to him, so the thief could see who he was. All he wanted was the killer to know that he was seeking for revenge. He wanted to scare him.
Elisabeth: I bet the fans will love you. You are really handsome and you seem strong.
Jackson: I don't really care about the fans loving me. Don't you know me aside WCF? Never heard about me?
Elisabeth: Not that I remember.
Jackson: Right, I don't even know why I asked. Four years ago my dad was killed by a thief in a robbery. I almost got killed but survived. The media didn't care much about it. Some articles in newspapers and not much more. Why? Because we were not rich, we were not famous. But now? I will be famous. I will have attention. Everyone will know who I am and I will find the man who murdered my dad and I will torture him and have my revenge. And do you know why I don't care about the fans? Because as far as I can tell one of them might be my dad's murderer. He might be anyone. I am not even sure if he is a he or a she. The murderer might even be you.
Elisabeth (scared): That's kinda creepy, I am not capable of killing someone.
Jackson: Where were you on the New Year's Eve 4 years ago?
Elisabeth: I don't know, probably wasted at some party...
Jackson: So you can't remember where you were? That's a bit suspicious
... (shaking his hand) It is a bit hot here, don't you want to go outside?
Elisabeth (getting up): No... I think I will just go to my room I am a bit tired...
Jackson grabs the girl's arm and whispers at her.
Jackson: Don't you try to run...
Elisabeth (loud): Let me go!
Barman: Sir, excuse me but I will ask you to let go the girl.
Jackson: It's a joke sir, everything is fine don't worry.
Elisabeth escapes and starts to run while Jackson is talking to the barman. "The Fenix" realizes it and starts running after her but he can't find her. She is gone. He looks around searching for her but she ran too fast while the barman was talking to Jack. He was too mad to go to his room and sleep, even though he needed to rest for his match. So he went outside to smoke a cigarette. He looked for a lighter, but he forgot it in his room. There was a man talking on the phone so Jackson decided to ask him a lighter.
Jackson: Sorry to bother you but do you have a lighter?
Man (talking to the phone): Wait just a little bit darling and calm down.
The man handed the lighter to Jackson while he was talking on the phone. He lighted the cigar and he realized it was written in the lighter "John Porter, Detective" and his contact. The guy turned off the phone.
Jackson: Excuse me, are you John Porter?
John: Yes, why?
Jackson: I just read here in your lighter that you were a detective...
John: Oh sorry but I am no longer a detective... I quit the job.
Jackson: Are you not accepting any more cases? I need help solving a murderer... My dad was murdered four years ago.
John: Sir, excuse me but I will have to go my daughter needs my help, some maniac in the hotel bar went after her.
Jackson (suspicious): Really? I can help you if you want, is the maniac still chasing her?
John (leaving): She was able to ran away, don't worry and thank you!
The former detective went inside. Jackson thought of going after him but he needed to rest for the match. It was already too late. He finished his cigar and went to his room. He took off his coat and walked to the wall that has the articles. He stared for a while and a tear rolled down his face.
Jackson: I'm sorry dad... Maybe mom is right... I am too paranoid. But I can't just live my normal life while your murderer is still out there... I will do my best at my new job. I will win the tag-team match and I will be successful in WCF I promise you! I will make you and mom proud! Nobody will have the nuts to face me once they watch me fight. I trained a lot. But I will never forget you dad.
Jackson took off his clothes and went to bad. He stared a little to the ceiling before falling asleep. For the first time in four years he laid on the bed thinking about something else. He only imagined his debut on WCF. He was really anxious but he soon fell asleep. He then start dreaming. A fenix was in a wrestling ring. There were many people watching in their sits. The fenix was in a bad shape though. Its feathers were really old and it was laid on the floor, almost dead. But then, its feathers burnt and all that was left were ashes. The "boos" in the arena started. Everyone was disappointing because the fenix were ugly and then died. But then, the fenix resurrected. Everyone stayed silent. It was the most beautiful animal everyone have ever seen.
