Post by Gemini Battle on Mar 29, 2016 11:29:42 GMT -5
You all have seen KL Henson make an unwelcome appearance at Grayson’s Hospital bed as well as Andre Holmes as well… but there’s some you may have missed…
Wake Up Grayson
Post Slam
His face is bloody, his eyes are black. His hair is matted and he has a brace on his neck. Though, there are no permanent and overtly severe injuries Grayson Pierce has not awoke since he was the victim of four Top Rope Banzai Drops by Nagasaki, the last one having a chair wrapped graciously around his neck. After he was checked on and cleared he was airlifted across the states back to Long Island and is now in the Intensive Care Unit of Stony Brook Hospital, the hospital at the school he once attended.
He is in a coma. But the doctors are very confident about a speedy recovery. However, it seems that he is going to have to miss Explosion. Little does Kat Pierce know that he doesn’t need the paycheck, more importantly the tasks that he needs to complete are going to be at risk. Fortunately, Egg was able to put those on hiatus without any permanent damage to the master plan, and Bonnie was able to take over a particularly time sensitive one, whatever that may be.
Kat Pierce rubs her hand on the rubber tubes running from the IV bag to his arms, feeling the malleable resistance; knowing that the liquid is the only thing keeping him sustained. She then rubs her hand on the tube shoved down his throat, the only thing keeping him breathing. Then she spoke, she hoped the only thing keeping him aware…
Meanwhile in Pierce’s head he could see everything that was going on. He could hear it. He could feel it and simply willed himself numb. He truly did appreciate seeing the stunningly beautiful face of Kat stare down at him and at the same time felt horrible to see the sorrow in her eyes. She had just lost a son, and now as far as she knows, is going to lose a husband as well.
Kat
We’ve been together for what, 10 years on and off. We’ve been through a lot, now haven’t we? We were just kids; I was following your band around. Then you gave me that job as your personal assistant, and even when you didn’t have money you always made sure I got paid. Then you started wrestling. I thought you were crazy, but I only wanted you to follow your dreams. Then we kissed the most passionate kiss I’ve ever had, and thought it wasn’t love at first sight, I feel confident in saying that it was love at first kiss…
She always spoke about ‘love at first kiss’ and he remembered the kiss but didn’t agree. He loved her at first sight, but went along with the kiss thing because deep in his heart he felt that you can’t truly know love unless it’s felt back towards you.
He thought back to that moment. He thought back about how the first time they kissed he was bit by Hyena. He thought about how he felt during that time, and how he had lost control of himself. He was working off his baser instincts. He felt like an animal but it was the greatest feeling of his life. It was the first time that he can remember that he truly felt alive.
But it wasn’t him. It was The Great Destroyer taking over him, making him do things he would never have done himself. But without that moment of clarity he would never have had the life that he cherishes so much right now.. .
AND IS DESPERATE TO RETURN TO!
WAKE THE FUCK UP GRAYSON!
To Seize… Or Not to Seize…THAT is the Question
I can easily enter his body now. It’s weakened and he has been beaten but is still alive. I can help him grow. I can help him heal. He needs me. His soul beckons me; he lay there with his soul open, waitin for an entity to overwhelm and overcome this adversity he is feeling…, but the voices tell me not to. And I always listen to the voices in my head.
VOICE
He needs to be at full strength… you are of no use to me in that state.
Gemini
But I can make him whole again… he needs me.
VOICE
He needs rest. He needs to recover through corporeal means.
Gemini
But I can FIX him… don’t you see? I can make him whole…
VOICE
ENOUGH!
I had never heard this from the voice before. It was angry; full of rage; full of intensity. It almost sounded like Chaos… but worst of all… it almost sounded human! The fury sent a shiver up my spine… or rather where my spine would be if I had human bones.
Gemini
Yes, my lord.
But I can make him whole again. I WILL make him whole again.
Bonnie Blue
The peaceful and sweet figure of Bonnie Blue entered the room. She gave Kat a big hug and kiss which Kat was surprisingly gracious for. He knew that she felt this twinge of jealousy towards the beautiful blonde haired blue eyed athlete. But it appeared that they reconciled their differences, rather Kat reconciled her grievance with Bonnie that she had no idea about.
Bonnie came over and leaned in close to him.
Bonnie
I just came back from the future… you’re gon’ be okay, bud.
He knew she was lying by the whimsical smirk on her face, but he appreciated it. He wished he could tell her how much.
Bonnie
We’re gon’ get ‘em. I promise ya. This week I’m facing off against Scathe again.... You know Holmes got Henson. He’ll rip his head off for ya if you want… I know that you’re not the revenge type, but Andre is and he’s pissed, you know? I’ve never seen him like this before. He’s angrier than ever. That boy’s got some rage. He’s good though… you’re good too.
As for the mission… it went off perfectly… I’ll tell ya about it when you wake up.
She gave him a kiss on the forehead.
Bonnie
That Sleeping Beauty move didn’t work, huh? I guess I ain’t no handsome prince. But to be fair, you ain’t no fair princess either there… oh, one more thing…Kat’s got some great news for ya when you wake up. But ya gotta wake up, ok?
Alright. I’ll let you get back to… well, you take care then, alright?
She got up and walked away. He truly appreciated her coming. He was surprised with the turn out. He didn’t expect anyone to come. He was very down on himself after how Andre treated him, and the last thing he remembered from his interactions with Rebellution was distaste and aggression towards each other. He remembered Andre nearly knocking him on his ass before he went to the ring, then Atreyu flipping him over the top rope and to the floor.
Then he woke up and was flown here.
He saw Bonnie and Kat hug and kiss and then Bonnie left. Kat came back and held my hand. Her warmth coursed throughout his entire body and soul.
Grayson
She truly is my everything.
Seth Lerch
I see Seth enter from the door. My boss, here to see me? Who’s that with him? Almost as though he heard me the short Hispanic man with a black goatee wearing a doctor’s coat introduced himself to my Doctor.
Man
Hi everybody!
Doctor
Hi, Dr. Nick!
Seth
This is Nick Riviera, the WCF Physician. I just need him to check out your patient to clear him for action…
Doctor
Sir, he’s in a coma, and clearly in no condition to wrestle, yet alone eat of his own volition.
Dr. Nick
I’ll be the judge of that.
He prodded and probed at me with his fingers. He put the stethoscope on my forehead.
Dr. Nick
His brain sounds like its working.
He took his stethoscope off my head and put it back around his neck. Then Seth came towards me, put his face as close to mine as he could without kissing me and spoke.
Seth
You piece of shit, I’ve got a lot of money invested in you. With you being down merch sales are down as are house show attendance since you were willing to do stupid shit even for the pittance you get paid to appear at small venues. You better fucking be at Slam or the time Gravedigger pissed in Jay Price’s IV will look like a dream… that shit’s canon you know!
He gets up out of my face. I wished I could spit in that fucking mug of his…
Seth
So, Doc… what’s the verdict?
He feigned concern.
Dr. Nick
In my expert opinion, he’s fully clear to compete at Slam 350.
Doctor
He’s in a coma!
Seth
My doctor cleared him… that’s all I need to hear. You have a week, Pierce. See you in Milwaukee… or whatever hick town I booked Slam at.
The door closed and left me alone with my doctor who had a quizzical look on her face. It left me thinking…
WAKE THE FUCK UP, GRAYSON!
Her
I could feel myself slip away. Was this the end? All I wanted was to wake up… to be able to talk to Kat… to tell her how much I loved her. To tell her how much I appreciated her. And then it happened. The most beautiful bright light came into view.
An angel stood before him, with curly black hair, big brown eyes, and a flowing white robe. A halo surrounded her… he knew it was her. He knew who she was.[i/]
Grayson
Mom?
She didn’t answer. She didn’t have to. She came up to me and held my hand. It was warm… warmer than anything I had ever felt… but more comforting than anything I had ever felt as well. Tears came to my eyes… I was so happy to see her. It had been over a decade and a half since I last saw her… sitting at the kitchen table with her favorite book in front of her. She read that Agatha Christie book like a hundred times… we even had it buried with her.
Then she started to walk away. I got up to follow her into the light where she and Papa Dukes certainly were waiting with open arms. To be with the two most influential people in my life once again. To feel unconditional and never ending love once more. But she put a hand out and wordlessly told me to stay. She showed me the palm of her hand, and her aged scars looked so real and reminded him of the gentle touch that only a mother could give.
She continued to walk away. I again tried to get up, but again that palm came my way. Like an obedient child I watched her go, fading off into the distance, becoming a smaller and smaller dot, but maintaining the light that she had when she first appeared.
I knew only one thing for certain… that it was not my time to go. All I had to do was…
DeMarcus Jordan
Kat
Hey, Hun… someone wanted to say hi.
My eyes were open in my bed, but as far as they knew I couldn’t see anything. My eyes being open was the only thing keeping me sane… if I could only hear what was happening rather than see it too I might have blown my head off… if I could work a pistol that is. She lifted an iPad to my face and I saw DeMarcus Jordan looking at me through it, live on FaceTime. He was in a hospital bed wearing a white gown and a boot on his foot.
DeMarcus
Bro, I know you’ll be ok. I’m gonna keep this just like I like my women… short and sweet… and chocolate, but I digress. You an me, we’re boys. I got your back, and I’m sorry I couldn’t be there for ya. But BK got me first. We got House of Ophelia and Beach Krew to take care of. We got a hit list, bro, and let me tell you something’ I don’ miss. I strike with vengeance and I will come back and WE will dominate when that happens. Till then, get better man…
It was nice for him to reach out. I wished that I could spend more time with him but… well; I could if I would just WAKE THE FUCK UP, ALREADY!
Clifford James
Clifford James joins the fray, but he too seems like an ominous light. He fears the worst as his eyes instinctively begin to tear.
Kat
He’s crying!
She ran out of the room, presumably to get a doctor or a nurse. He remembered the doctors telling her that if this happened again to get them immediately… He was even surprised that he was outwardly showing this emotion. When he saw the beautiful form of his mother he felt at ease, even happy to see her; those were tears of joy. But seeing his best friend, Cliff, in the same form, with a halo surrounding him brought dreadful tears to his eyes.
Was… was Cliff dead?
Kat clearly didn’t see him but Gray looked into the piercing brown eyes of his best friend, the eyes that could see his own insecurities without a word being said. The same eyes that watched him grow from a jovial young boy to the heart-stricken man that he is now. He looked at his pierced face, and spiked Mohawk and remembered him not having any REAL responsibility after the band, and being able to maintain his somewhat inexplicable demeanor in a regular world.
Cliff
Hey brosef.
He sounded oddly calm considering he was… well… was he?
Grayson
What are you doing here?
Cliff
Just thought I would say hi, man. See how you’re doing.
Grayson
Are you…
Cliff
Dead? Nah, man. I’m living in this existential plane right now. Pretty gnarly. I wish I could explain it more, but I can’t really do it myself.
Grayson
Where… are you?
Cliff
I just told you… I have no fucking clue man, but it’s fucking rad. I’ve never experienced it before. I like took some E, or something. Smoked something fierce and now I can like float through space and time.
Grayson
Like Bonnie?
Cliff
Not exactly. I kinda have to stay in this time, but I can float through the dimension.
Grayson
Fucked up, bro.
Cliff
I KNOW! Right? Fucked up as shit. Or, maybe you’re just imagining me?
Grayson
Nah! Can’t be.
He believed that was it. He believed that he saw his friend through blind eyes in order to burst himself out of this peaceful yet painful slumber. But it had been far too long since the last time he saw his main man, and didn’t want it to be true, so he enjoyed this psychedelic trip that he seemed to be experiencing.
Cliff
Don’t trust anyone, bro. I’ve seen some shit.
Grayson
Like what?
Cliff
Well…
Kat
Look!
The tears were gone from his eyes, but the remnants remained on his cheeks.
Kat
See, look at the tracks of his tears!
Doctor
I see… this is quite the breakthrough. Maybe if I just…
She walked off and grabbed a cart.
Cliff
Looks like she’s about to hit you with something fierce, bro!
Grayson
No… tell me what you’ve seen… quick before whatever she does fucks this shit up!
He saw the doctor fill a needle up with a clear liquid and flick it to make sure there are no air bubbles. He knows that this is going to wake him. He had no idea what it was, but he felt this moment, the first time he truly felt alive in this abyss, he felt it slipping away. Cliff simply looked at him and shrugged his shoulders…
Cliff
Maybe another time, bro!
The doctor forced the needle through his chest cavity and into his heart while pressing down on the plunger simultaneously. He jerked upward and screamed a primal howl.
Grayson
NOOOOOO!!!!!!
Kat
He’s alive! He’s awake!
She hugged him and Grayson moaned like he had just been shot.
Kat
So… sorry!
Grayson couldn’t help but smile. He felt that embrace and the pain was worth it. Cliff was gone, but his memory was fading just as quickly as he came. It probably was for the best. His memory made him feel dead, just as much as it made him feel alive before. His wife made him feel alive now. He looked at the clock on the wall. It was Sunday night.
Grayson
Explosion!
Kat
Bang! Right?
Grayson smiled. He was having a very hard time stringing together meaningful words. He spoke slowly.
Grayson
W…C…F… Network…
She pulled out the iPad that he spoke with DeMarcus on earlier and pulled it up without question. She knew what he meant now. Explosion was on and he needed to see it. The men who put him in this coma were going to fight off against Andre Holmes tonight, and only Bonnie was there to help. She saw him try to get up, but he resigned to his restraints immediately. He could barely talk, yet alone walk.
Doctor
You’ve been out for a week almost. Your muscles have atrophied. It’s going to take some time for you to rehab, at least another week. We generally say 2 days for each day you were out, but because you’re an athlete the recovery time tends to be a bit faster.
Grayson
So I’ll be okay for Slam 350.
He was saying it… not asking it… she apparently didn’t get the difference. It was the first time he could string together words successfully and it reassured him greatly.
Doctor
I wouldn’t go that far. You should eb able to walk by then… but to compete at the level you need to may take longer.
Grayson
Get Doctor Nick…
Kat
Huh?
Grayson
The WCF Doctor. He said that I was clear.
Doctor
How did you…
She thought that Grayson was not able to comprehend what was happening. The thought of this shocked her as the doctors tended to make a display of their sexual exploits in comatose patient’s room thinking that it’s private. He smiled reminding her of her late night rendezvous with a resident a few nights prior on the chair just behind her. She dismissed this thought as quickly as she could.
Doctor
I don’t think it’s a good idea…
Grayson
Well, I want a second opinion. And I want the opinion of Dr. Nick Riviera.
She had to call. So she did. Kat sat down next to him.
Kat
Do you think this is a good idea?
He groaned as he sat upright to the best of his ability.
Grayson
I’ve never killed a man before… but I’ve also never been this close to death. I understand now what KL: Henson was feeling because I could feel your pain and anxiety this whole time I’ve been here. You love me and he’s incapable of it, so what you felt was much worse than what he could have possibly felt.
I can’t let him get away with this. He almost took me away from you…
Kat
From us…
She rubbed her belly, and the tears returned.
Grayson
No shit!
Kat
Fuck yea, baby! We’re gonna have another baby!
She hugged him as passionately yet softly as she could. They shared tears of joy as the doctor solemnly and dejectedly came back to the room.
Doctor
He said that you’re clear…
Kat
He didn’t even come…
Doctor
I KNOW!
Yea… she was pissed! Grayson gave zero fucks.
Grayson
I’m clear! Great! Call John Finnegan, the physical therapist. Tell him that I’m coming now!
Kat
Are you sure.
Grayson rubbed her belly.
Grayson
I’ve never been more sure about anything else in my entire life!
He tried to get up and couldn’t…
Grayson
Well, tell him I’m coming tomorrow.
He looked intently into the iPad, squinting to see Andre fight Henson in the ring.
