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Roleplay Boards => Archived Roleplays => Climax Control Archives => Topic started by: Austin James Mercer on March 09, 2020, 09:59:21 PM
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You never know just what will break you . Until you’re picking up the pieces
Never know just what will break you . Until your world, it falls apart
Never know how small your voice is. Until you’re screaming at the silence
Never know how small your voice is. Until you’re arguing. Arguing with god
The Passing
New York New York
Last Year
It was silent in the room. No one seemed to be around. Nurses and Doctors were busy with other patients. Their footsteps muffled as he stared ahead. His long hair flowing down his face and back, shielding his face as his eyes trailed from the fresh white linen to the wall and up to the clock. It slowly ticked over to 2pm. The beeping from the machines seemed to fade in from the silence making it all the more real and current. Each blink seemed to take forever, each time he had to let the darkness pass over his eyes he felt himself die a little inside and panic. What if he missed it? What if these fleeting final moments passed as his eyes shut?
He sat alone because he felt like he had to. He wanted to shield those he loved from the pain. The sadness. The stress. Especially now. Austin knew what he was doing, how much it hurt and the darkness he was facing alone. But he would take it upon himself. Bare it down upon his own shoulders and carry it without being a burden to those who he still had. His heart sank, he knew what he had was worth fighting for. But his mind flashed through all he lost. The woman with pink hair that he thought he loved, his wonderful wife Lisa who saved his heart from falling and breaking to pieces. His father, a man who he had hated, a man who he didn’t know.
But now he sat here, on the verge of tears. His heart filled with loss from his father. His mother, a baby sister he loved as blood. And now this woman. Frail in her movements. A woman he had forgiven for bringing him into this world and treating him like a criminal. The mother he never knew, her fading skin and the colour in her eyes stabbed in in the stomach as he stared up to her. But this didn’t hurt as much as he thought it would. There was a disconnect and a loss he felt more deeply. A loss that was partially his fault. And it made him feel one thing above all.
Guilt.
Guilt about how long it took him to understand his father. Guilt about how things ended with his stepmother and friend. Guilt about not being there for her. And guilt that watching the woman who gave birth to him fade away didn’t hurt him more. The beeping started to phase out again leading into silence. “Austin?” Her voice cut through it like a knife as all his senses seemed to snap back into place. His eyes focused on her hand taking it in his, she squeezed it hard as he looked up into her eyes. An oxygen tube leading from her nose around to the bottle. She gave him a slow but warm smile. His head tilted to the side. “Will you miss me?”
His teeth ground together to stop the tears. He swallowed and cleared his throat with a small nod. “Of course” She shook her head and the smile faded as her eyes closed. Her lips twisted and came together as she struggled to breathe. “You shouldn’t It was a whisper, forced and harsh but still loud enough for Austin to hear. He leaned in confused as her hand seemed to weaken in his. “I was never a mother to you. Not even now. I would have passed and you’d have never have known.” She shook her head as Austin tried to keep it all in, his heart staying in the pit of his stomach as his chest raised and fell fast. So many things tore through his mind. Words of anger, hatred, love and comfort. But nothing passed his lips. Nothing found her ears.
Her eyes opened back up as she looked at him, her hand moving from his to his cheek, her thumb rubbing the one tear that seemed to betray the strength he tried to show. That one stupid tear that got through the defenses. “I love you my boy…”
Her hand fell, her voice quaked and the last spark of color left her eyes and face. Austin sat there for a few moments as the beeps had turned to a screeching. He didn’t notice the nurses walk in, the doctors flood to the other side. He stepped back in silence and watched as they tried in vain to bring her back. To give her a few more short moments. But in Austin's heart he knew she was gone. Her soul had left this earth and she had passed with the regret of never being what Austin had deserved to have. A mother, a family, someone who understood. He closed his eyes and shook his head breathing deep over and over, his huge frame leaning back against the wall as the medical professionals said what he had already known and felt. She was gone. He turned and left the room stopping in the doorway looking over his shoulder one last time at her now cold colorless eyes. “I love you too….”
His eyes still welled with tears, his fingers moving up to wipe them away as he took a deep breath in. We were back in the present day, the buildings whipped by as Austin sat with his leg up and over in the back of the Uber. ”That is so horrible, I’m so sorry Aus” Austin looked at his older sister and gave her a small smile, reaching over to grab her hand with a squeeze. ”You don’t need to apologise, we all know these things happen Amy” She sighed and shook her head, a few tears escaping as she lays a hand on her stomach.
”I could have been there for you. But I wasn’t. I always wanted my family, but then when I had it, I failed you.” Austin had no idea what to say, his jaw dropped and no sound came out. Amy swallowed and gathered her emotions before looking at her brother. ”Your mother really believed you’d be better off without her, and maybe that’s true about me to.” Austin squeezed her hand again and cleared his throat. ”You know that’s not true.”
She slowly smiled and gave him a nod, her mind still racing from the reunion with their father, his shock and happiness at her pregnancy, his honesty in where he had been, why he had disappeared and why he had changed his name. ”It did make me realise something though. I’m actually glad I didn’t get to see my mother. I don’t know what I would do.” She stayed silent, Austin had no idea what to say, he just squeezed her hand again and sighed as they slowly rolled up to Austin’s home.
Be very very quiet, I’m hunting Raabs.
Austin slowly steps into frame, pacing back and forth, his long hair down over his shoulders and back, a black shirt on his upper body, he turns and instead of finding the “wolfslair” logo instead we see a hashtag in a red font reading “#TeamDeathHugs”.
”I told everyone that I was going to be a fighting Internet champion. I told everyone I would defend the title whenever I needed to and even put out an open challenge. Now, let's rewind to the ladder match. Let's step back in time. I went through the entire list of human beings in that match and I gave reasons why I would be a better Internet champion. And every single one of them was legitimate and honest. See you can say a lot of things about me, that I am blunt, that I can be a bit of a prick and that Alex is rubbing off on me. But one thing you have to admit is that I am honest. I don’t lie. And that’s what happened before My Bloody Valentine. But one thing I didn’t throw out there was the biggest reason as to why all of those men were not good enough to beat me or be the Internet champion…”
He pauses and slowly smiles with a shrug, his demeanor changing from serious to a little more open.
”I’m the best.
He raises his eyebrows with a small chuckle under his breath, his hands running through his long brown hair.
”I’m one of the best professional wrestlers in the world. I’m a goddamn prodigy. See, when I was younger I was an athlete in college. I played football and was a tight end. I torched everyone. And I could have turned pro. But you know why I didn’t?. You know why I gave up a career in the NFL and why I also walked away from a life in the corporate sector with my father?. Because of this. Because of wrestling. I knew I could be the best of the best and at the age of 22 I stepped into a ring and started to learn. I started to take all the information in and I realised I could pick it up better than most. I was a natural and as such I got lazy. A few years ago I just coasted. I coasted in my first run in Honor, I cousted in Shoot Society, I coasted all the way to WWH where it finally clicked. I finally became the guy I was meant to be and since then, since that moment I have been the best…”
“I lived up to my potential…”
“I walked back into Honor and started to dominate, I came here and did the same damn thing and while some people, like Fenris, Like Ben Jordan, like Vinnie welcomed the challenge with open arms there have always been a small group that were jealous because they knew damn well that they couldn’t hang with me in the ring. And one of those vocal morons is going to be in the ring with me this coming sunday. But, before I continue with this, I need to give Caleb Storms some respect, as I mentioned last week he stepped up to my open challenge, but on Climax Control, he came at me in the main event, gave me his all and put his heart and soul into the match...so Caleb...respect..”
Austin sighs and looks up with a deep breath.
”And also, I need to show respect to not only my tag team partner in this Candy but also Denise Andrews. You two are great competitors and Candy’s roulette title is on the line. Just like my internet title is. And what a partner I have in Candy, see it’s great to know that I will do my part and I have a partner who will do hers. Not everyone in this tournament can say that. I have watched many people be let down by their partners. Candy knows I have her back. And I feel like I need to apologise to Denise on Jake Raabs behalf, see while Jake believes he’s a good tag team partner the truth is that he’s trash….”
“So I’m sorry Denise, I hope you can forgive me for what I’m going to do to him…”
“Now, Jake Raab. The annoying pimple that won’t pop. The floating nugget of shit that won’t flush. The herpes you picked up on a wild weekend in vegas that you are now stuck with for life. It seems that our careers are forever intertwined. That you will always be my “rival”, But, are you really?. See Fenris is a rival, Fenris is someone I respect and when we get in the ring we beat the crap out of each other. But you?, Aside from a fluke win you got over me that was never really a win you have been my bitch…”
“And now here you are standing in my way. In my way from adding a Blast from the past win to my resume, in my way of getting a title shot at the SCW champion, whether that be Ben Jordan or whoever else. Just making a general nuisance of yourself. Like a mosquito that just keeps buzzing around on a lovely July night. And it’s hilarious that not that long ago you were talking about finding a mixed tag partner and you mentioned Johanna Krieger, stating that my dislike for you is the reason why she wouldn’t team with you...really Jake?...that’s the reason?...Hold on…”
Austin reached forward grabbing the iPhone he is recording his promo on and taking it from the small back room at wolfslair out onto the gym floor, he walks passed a few trainees, passed Aiden Reynolds, passed Alex talking to Alicia and Charlie, right to Johanna who is slamming her hands onto the heavy bag over and over.
”Hey Jo…”
Johanna stops breathing heavily, sweat gripping from her face. She gives a small nod in recognition.
”Hey, do you want to go team with Jake Raab?. Cause if it’s because I don’t like him that doesn’t matter’
Johanna smirks and laughs.
”Hell no, Jake Raab sucks and is a disgrace to Germany…”
She goes back to hitting the bag, Austin laughs to himself and moves back through the gym and into the backroom again placing the iPhone back down.
”There you have it Jake, I suppose maybe you shouldn’t put words in peoples mouths huh?. Just like when it comes to open challenges. You asked me why I didn’t take Ben Jordan's open challenge?. Well why didn’t you?. You gave your lame excuse as to why you didn’t accept my challenge for a shot at MY Internet title. You wanted to make it about guts, saying I didn’t have the guts to go out into the middle of the ring on Climax Control and do it there. Well Jake, you are one of the only members of SCW’s roster who doesn’t have the balls to be on social media because of all the “mean mean” bullies on there. But it still doesn’t stop you from whining when Aton, Fenris, Ben, Griffin or myself call you out publicly for the stupid whiny things you say. You’ve clearly seen what we’ve said before but now I’m supposed to believe you didn’t see an open challenge that was up for two weeks?”
“I call bullshit…”
“But none of that matters now does it Jake?. Because once again you have lucked into a title match with me, but unlike the triple threat where you pinned that loser Casey Williams you can’t take this title by pinning someone else and the truth is that when you are put in a situation where you have to DIRECTLY beat me, you fail. And that is all you are Jake, a goddamn failure. Your entire family is filled with goddamn failures. You think that because you made Travis Levitt tap out your career will now mean something?. Well, Alex hasn’t announced it yet but we’re kicking Travis out of Wolfslair because he, just like you, is a failure.”
“Just look at your career here Raab. Aside from the Honor title win what have you done?. I’ve been here less time than you, and I am a former Honor wrestling champion, SCW world heavyweight champion and….just incase you forgot…”
Austin reaches down and grabs the Internet title holding it over his shoulder.
”I am the SCW internet champion. And I’m so sorry that you seem to be offended when I bring up my accolades and achievements Jake, maybe one day when you do something more important than fluking a title win or coming second at the local fair’s archery competition you’ll have something more to talk about than the usual dribble that falls from your mouth. But go ahead Jake, throw another tantrum, keep acting like you’re better than me or that you’re even on my level. The truth is, you’re not and instead of seeing it and realising it and then working hard to get better?...you just keep failing...and this will be no difference Jake….I am going on in this tournament and I am going to keep fighting to get the SCW world title back and hold two titles at once...and why?...because I can…”