Book 1: Redesign
Chapter 3: Slowly
Part 1: Father (#NP: “Ghost of Days Gone By†by: Alterbridge)
Samuel sat back as his daughter Athena (the younger) ran in the yard with their wolves Fenrir and Helba. It was actually sunny out for it being late September and Sam was enjoying this. He was enjoying seeing his family and taking care of the kids. Gunnar was sitting next to Sam, working on a drawing. The triplets were inside napping. Mel was out meeting with an old friend.
Sam: Tre belle.
Gunnar turned to his Dad and smiled.
Gunnar: T-T-Tr-Tr.
Sam: Trying to speak French?
Sam got up and sat on the floor, across from his son. Gunnar smiled and crawled over to Sam.
Gunnar: Trrr-Tre-Tre b-belle.
Sam: C’mon little guy, you got this.
Gunnar: Tre Belle!
Sam started to clap for his son. Gunnar got up and started to run a small circle repeating the phrase over and over.
Mel: What’s he celebrating about?
Sam looked and smiled at his wife.
Sam: He spoke French.
Mel: Oh that’s good.
Sam slowly got up and picked up Gunnar. Gunnar was laughing hard and Sam put him on his shoulders.
Mel: Too cute. Thanks for watching the kids, I didn’t know I was going to be away this long.
Sam: You’re my wife, of course I’ll do anything for our kids and to support you.
Mel felt herself blush and Athena joined them, followed by the two wolves.
Athena: Hi.
Sam: Hey sweetheart, what’s up?
Athena looked to him and then at Mel and back at him.
Mel: She’s saying nothing really.
Sam: Still getting used to that.
Athena smiled and giggled.
Mel: I know you are.
Sam: I have a match tomorrow.
Mel: Be careful and always expect the unexpected.
Part 2: Pre-match (#NP: “Gold on the ceiling†by: the Black Keys)
Climax Control was edging ever closer and there seemed to be a lot of buzz around certain matches. Understandable. There was more than enough to be excited about. One particular match happened to be what was just the match for Sam as he took on the undefeated that was Kris Halc. The two men were set to do battle against one another in a Roulette champion match - typically a match consisting of the best of the best. Although it was understandably tough for almost anybody to agree that Sam was necessarily one of the best. Regardless, here he was and he was finishing off his preparations for this huge battle.
Sam: I dunno much about where we are right now. I can't say Wellington,New Zeland means a lot to me but being somewhere new is a good thing. It's actually positive. I mean, while I dunno much about the city I'm in, I know just how important it is to be here. I'm about to head on down to the ring in this awesome arena and perform in one of the first real explosive matches in 2017. In addition to that, it's kinda fun to visit places like this. It's hard to feel comfortable in a place you dunno much about but still, I'm happy to get to know it. Lookin' around definitely takes the edge of having to deal with the pressure of my upcoming match. So I'll be honest, I feel honored to be a part of something like this. It's definitely a huge perk of this job. As well as just being able to do what I've dedicated my life to.
I've been wantin' to be a part of a company like this for as long as I can remember and here I am, living the dream.
He shrugged as he sat back.
Sam: Frankly, it's been a fairly quiet week for me... and in general. When have I ever been one to take things such as these lightly and handle them any other way? I have a tendency to do more than is required but so what? It's just my style. And I have continued to prepare in the best manner I possibly can and I'm now very much ready for the battle to commence. So Kris... I'll say to ya once again that I'm ready for this match to unfold and I dunno about you but I'm ready to steal the damn show.
I can prove this week that the company were right to believe in me and allow me to be their Roulette Challenger. Their confidence in me was certainly correct. I'm thrilled they gave me the chance to begin with but what's even better is that they were right to do that. Finally getting that one on one - and feeling on top of the world because of that. And I aim to do precisely the same thing this week. This opportunity could or could not be as great as the first. After all, management knew on some level I could defeat Griffin Hawkis. But do they believe I can defeat Kris? I doubt anybody believes that. So maybe this is not an intended opportunity but rather them wanting to challenge me. They don't want things to be easy for me, I get that. But pitting me against a man who has quite literally done everything there is to do in this company? That's insane.
I know I still maintain some stigma of being that 'punk kid' who walked straight on in here and got exactly what I wanted on day 1. Obviously, those who have been working harder than myself have gotta be pissed off with that. But I mean, I haven't actually proven otherwise yet so that's my own fault, I guess. So if people are judging me, that's completely justified. I don't feel as though I've set my sights too high though and what I want from life is completely reachable if I keep working for it and well, I will.
It's true that earlier in this week, I did state that I was aware of Kris's abilities and this is still true because I'm a smart guy but I am still uncertain as to whether or not he truly sees what I can do. Sure, there's less material for him to work with here but the concept is still the same. He needs to go and find out what I'm capable of - that's what winners do. I'm not my own biggest fan at times but at least I know what I'm capable of and I can even give myself credit where credit is due. I'm pretty good, Kris - I've just never had an outlet to express myself before but at last, I'm here, doing this and kickin' ass.
Thing is, I'm a nice guy really. What you see right here is a pretty cool guy, giving his opponent props. That's what I do. I got made respect for everyone in this business - if they deserve it. You are one of the ones that do, Kris. But what you also have to be aware of and this is something I may have failed to mention prior to now is that fact when I do step into the ring, I'm not so nice. I happen to put all that aside and focus more on causing pain and suffering to the opposition. I kinda - snap. I mean, I'm a vicious guy in that ring, maybe more so than you're used to. But I dunno. I don't know exactly what it is that I do in that ring - but something pushes me over the edge and to the point where I don't even know what I'm doin' but I do it anyway. I'm not actively seeking to hurt you or cause you damage but if it happens, it happens. That's what this sport is all about.
I know that since we are both men, there is a lot of pressure on both of us but I personally can't wait for this match. We're both gonna kill it and no matter what, I hope there'll still be respect amongst us after the match. Either way, that's what I want to see. I sure as hell won't be pissed if I lose to a legend and I hope you can still respect a newbie like myself if I do happen to win. I still stick by the fact that I've got respect for you but I will do whatever it takes to me an impact in this match and I will stop at nothing. That's just how it is.
He looked down at his bo-staff and threw it over his shoulder.
Sam: So bring it on, Kris. I've said it more than enough times this already so I'll leave it there. We can steal the show. I know I'll back that up and given you are the veteran here, I expect you to as well. Let's get this show on the road.
Fade to black.
