Inner Thought: A tale is easily told, a tale of good or evil, a tale of a long lost love…. Or even perhaps a hero that is unthinkable against an empire that is seemingly incapable to lose. Whatever it is…., there’s always an opening, a middle and an ending… it is up to you to decide who fairs best
I have forgotten the tale of the Kings, why you may ask yourself? And why not, a tale of a king that rides his steed into battle has vanished from the imagination of those who had envisioned a round table, where knights hear the biddings of their king and do their utmost best to please the one that either sends them into battle or rides into a possible certain death. Again, who knows? Why knows in this modern day, where technology substitutes that of the handmade labor that made a king respected and feared because of his iron fist. Or those who have always had a kinder heart, as if they were born from a baby. Never finding the need for more power, never finding the need to hate another for what he or she may possess. A question that to this vey day you may ask yourself…. What are you aiming for my almighty King??
Truth needs to be told, I have watched many come and go. I have watched some perish of old age and knowing that their time has come…, where others died on the battlefield, dying a honorable death. Or so they wish to make you believe. Not wanting to risk a permanent damaged soul when you stare your very own Brutus in the eyes as he has been one of the many to stab you in the back.
Or preferring yourself to be a modern day version of the Sun King, the noblesman of France that got his head cut off by the guillotine, staring at the stomp of the neck that once supported a head that has fallen into a bread basket. What a way to go isn’t it???
But that’s what you get for the trouble of finding yourself onto the edge of your own sanity, believing that the world is at your own feet, your own mercy. Where kings are no longer needed, no longer a symbol of power and ever lasting ruler of the entire kingdom that you have fought for…. Or should I say they fought for?? I shall not tarnish the ideals of the one and followed by many who have died into obscurity of the need of one. I do not wish to tarnish a legacy that a royalty has earned…. Even though I wonder what is earned when you were born with a silver spoon shoved up your ass and watch it shiver in delight as if it is a doggie’s tail. A neat trick that always finds the heart that travels to the soul of those who are fond animal lovers and instinctively would lift their head down before your own “grace”. What’s so royal about that?? And then we have those who just wish to use the name of a King to symbolize the greatness of their egotistical needs, merely because they in their own needs feel to be a far more superior entity than they have ever been in contact with. But if it means to have the ability to snort out your own filth from your own nose, then by God please severt my head from my limbs and let it all into a basket that is surrounded with my own filth than merely an egotistical and undeserving lackey of your own needs and call yourself King. A title that has been hand given those who are merely being accused to be confused between fiction and reality. A realistic nature that is often brought together by shear raw strength, A measuring stick that I shall never underestimate from the origins where it came from. The question remains, will the brain of that what has been filled up with the recent success that will squander the doubt and wonder o what it was that happened to exist prior to the doubts upon your mind when you started to lace up your boots one more time.
A king should know when it is time to take over a legacy from its predecessor and exceed it until it is time to hand over the scepter to one that wants to overcome that what you have become…. Will that one be me?? Oh for heavens sake no of course not, as merely a peasants son could not ever become a king, a beggars mind could neither, as it’s mind is only gearing up to overcome the night and how to fill its belly while looking up at the clouds in the hope of one day recognizing their faces once more.
Or even the unlikely case of being a mere mistake of believing the shear memory of what it is like to pit down those who are beneath you. Confusing power with greed, confusing intelligence with a shear strings of lucky victories that could have been anyone’s for the taking. And don’t confuse these inner indulgments that is of the mind a weakness of underestimating you. Because what is it to be underestimated when you are the King…., the King of Kings…A legacy that has been dragged through the mud more times than HE had disciples. Than there were people at the mountain of Golgotha and sealed the faith on the one that was bound to bring them to the promised land by your on its own lonesomeness. A role that only suits those who aren’t afraid to wake up at night in a bath of sweat and wonder to themselves where they have been with their minds on how many different occasions to begin with. And having a queen next to you, snuggled up against your waiting chest while having your arms wrapped around her isn’t the ender of the lonesomeness that I am talking about.
Because deep down your mind the lonesomeness that I wish to wrap my little finger is far more superior than the mere vows of marriage and the mere fact that you should love your spouse without any ot
her flesh like temptation my king.
Does this mean I am tempting to knock on your door as to become the replacement of your recent crowning achievement? Then I would not have been any better than any of the Romanovs that has led the great nation of Russia to it’s coldest nights in human history. Oh no, I will be the shepherd that watches over it’s herd. I will be the one that brings back respect to the title of King of Kings that has been dragged through the mud because it sounds fun and cool to be hip isn’t the obsession that I desire to once again poses. Because I do not seek merely a role of being a replacement HIP to the core of that what once was and no more.
Fades…
The shot opens with a small creek that is flowing its water through the twists and turns that is being created through the erosion from the water throughout the centuries. The camera suddenly stops moving over the creek of water after hearing footsteps up ahead as feet are heard as they are breaking small branches underneath their own weight.
Voice: come on, we are almost there.
We hear the footsteps speed up as they are running beside the creek, heavy breathing from two individuals are overshadowed at times by the branch wood that is everywhere. Suddenly
Voice 2: Ouch!!!
The feet stop running, we can hear the other contemplating between helping out or continue to run towards it’s freedom. Ultimately screaming out from frustration as he knows that he should have picked the last option to be free from whatever it is that they are running from. After a few footsteps back he stops moving. Reason is that he is hearing the barking of the dogs from far, grinding his teeth as he knows he will hate himself for helping out.
Voice 1: Why did you have to stumble right now??
Voice 2: If I knew I would have tried to avoid it okay!!
The two bicker as suddenly they stop and realize that the dog are getting closer and closer, obviously have caught upon their scent. They continue to run before running through the creek to the other side. Hoping that the scent would stop for the dogs to trace them and run further and further to the border that they are desperately trying to seek.
Voice 2: Why did you had to offend their king??
The question slowly left his mouth as he was gasping and panting from being tired from running, trying to keep up with his partner in crime.
Voice 1: He deserved it!!
Comes from the other guy’s mouth, not wasting any time to reach what they believe to be the border that separates them from freedom and the unknowing punishment of the king that got insulted. But one thing is certain, that by capture they will face certain death.
Voice 3:There they are!!!
The realization has struck their minds, knowing that freedom is not a certainty just yet. The non injured runner jumps over a fallen tree that had fallen to the ground after suffering the onslaught of the bad weather and not being strong enough to stand tall and being strong. But suddenly stops, realizing that he cannot go any further as he stands on the edge of a cliff and stares down towards a possible fall that seems to be hundreds of meters downwards.
Voice 1: Shit!!!
The other person stops running just in time, not knowing what has gone on as he looks down and sees the predicament that they are now in.
Voice 2: I thought you knew wich direction to go!!
Voice 1: Stop and let me….
The sentence could not be completed when suddenly the two men have vanished in front of the camera in a lightning speed that it is impossible to track what just happened. The only clue that it get is the sudden screaming of fear from the two men and that comes from beneath the camera as it stares over the cliff and sees them fall down with someone else among them.
Voice 1: Mommie!!!!!!!
Voice 2: I don’t want to dieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!
The third person has held them in his arms as he remains quiet, anticipating the sudden impact by the moment that he will land on the ground with his own two feet. The figure is much taller than the two others and has long brown hair and a brown beard, a pale white skin and a dark red suit that looks like it’s a mixture of centuries old and completely new. Finally the man lands and lands on his feet, a fall that normally would kill someone and break every other bone in it’s body. After landing he has dropped the two figures on the ground and stares at them as the camera reveals it to be Dmitri.
Dmitri: You weaklings, running away as you do not wish to suffer the consequences of your actions by a mad man. Yet I wonder, if you had a choice to pick from a certain punishment then who would it be hmm???
The two look up in fear as they see the image of the man that “saved” them a few moments ago. Taking some time before realizing that they have survived a fall that they would never have survived on their own, but are trying to let the words of Dmitri sink in before he continues.
Dmitri: Fools!! It’s obvious that fool of a king that has a ego problem, but at least killing you is how he pleases his ego. While for me?? I just take pleasure out of making you suffer until I have had enough. The only difference between him and me is that I will still be here after each and every one of them that comes after him are dead.
The two scream as Dmitri laugh before there’s silence and the camera has averted from the scene as it clearly is too graphical to be witnessed by the world to see before the shot fades.
The end.
The shot turns to the present day as we see Dmitri standing at the same creek that had stood many of centuries ago. Staring at the now rather bigger creek, something that has been done by men’s hands. Looking around as he notices that the forest that surrounds the creek hasn’t changed much before he turns his attention towards the cliff that he jumped off after walking further towards it. He stands there and smiles as he remembers that moment so vividly.
Dmitri: Such a moment of fear from the two fools that would have perished nonetheless whether they had or had not offended that fool of a king. Because I had caught their scent and they smelled so damn good…., especially when you haven’t had blood for a while. Something that I could honestly say that has no longer been a problem these days with so many other options to choose from these days. But back then???
He stops talking, biting his lower lip as he remembers how things were back in the day that he was an inexperienced vampire.
Dmitri: Back then I would have just ripped someone’s head off before feasting on their blood, oh how to be young and so naïve. A treat that to this very day is a human treat that has surprised me and more importantly it has made me feel overjoyed with sensations that would have come close to the humanly orgasm that makes your body numb for a while. Too bad for you humans that it ends so quickly and it may take a while before you can deliver another performance like that…. I guess putting all of your energy on that one short and meaningful memory that will be forgotten rather quickly. Because you humans sure do love to move on to newer heights without enjoying what you had before it’s gone.
Just like you huh Kain?? Once you were just like me on the top of the world and now?? We are both reduced to opportunities like the one that is handed over to us and meaningless matches that are beyond our abilities and our place in this wrestling world isn’t it?? But you have to realize that it is your own failure just like mine to grasp that opportunity Kain.
But will you accept these words before the moment comes that you are quite known for…, the moment that the rabid like state hits it’s all time high inside your brain and profanity takes over isn’t it?? First it is the obvious statements that I am a liar, then you will tell the world that you will beat me and that you will crush me because I am nothing… and then? Then you are going to resort on repeating every single word that you feel that does not do any justice to the King of Kings…. Which could be every single word, because dissecting every possible grammar mistake that your rabid mind is able to catch up is going to be a long night for the weak and the depressed isn’t it??
But I will allow your 1,5 hours of abomination when it comes down to the vocal efforts of a man that pollutes his own ideals by royal blood…. Well only because we have to take his word as he is our King…, the King of Kings. Only to be remembered that either a fool would pick a title like that… or the man that is willing to go through the most inhuman suffering known to mankind…, only because of his love for the world that are his sheep that he will guide to the promised land. Oh how romantic that I could just watch and see the disrespect for a legendary and meaningful belief that has kept millions of people on their own two feet as they merely have to believe and then everything will be alright.
Dmitri rubs the back of his hand against his nose and wipes off some fluids that came in contact with his skin.
Dmitri: Do you believe?? And if so, what do you believe in my friend? That you will tarnish another weaker man according to you oh almighty King of all that is Kings worthy to be mentioned?? Or are you in the adoration stages that everything surrounding you has been nothing compared to YOU?? But of course not, that’s what your humble nature of your class act characteristics would deny you to accept. But deep down inside your brain you have to know that it is merely a true fact in life. Everything that you do is the same Kain, why not shift aside as we all know that you are merely a second rate version of anything and anyone that you have ever heard off or came in contact with. But at least I did not tried to put words into your mouth for you to accuse me off. Because we all know that you have to resort to pitiful accusations to get you all worked up.
Worked up as you feel that your good nature and your pride has been tarnished by someone that does not know you, that does not understand you. That will put you in a bad limelight for the world to see. But if it is all so untrue, then why the rage Kain? Why the anger? Is it because you have not been coping so well with your predetermined retirement that you had gone through for a while before returning to the ring?? Because that it is all that you have known for in your life??? To be a fighter, that I shall give you my props for…. But besides a fighter, you are also known for being a hypocrite and a liar….i am sure that you will spend twenty hours on just merely explaining your pitiful fans that you have got left why I am so wrong.
But I will gladly give you centerstage to let out your grievance, to let out the fact that you do not even belong in this match to begin with. And before you are trying to tell the world that I am a coward to face you, tell me Kain. I’ve faced them all, I’ve faced every star that there is in this legacy of a federation and none of them would have told me that I am wrong, that I am the bleeped out filth that you humans will refer to profanities that would put redness of shame on even tyrants like Poetin or even those who live closer to your own home isn’t it??
Oh I know, I ask a lot. I ask you to THINK before speaking, I ask you to THINK before making a fool out of yourself… lowering yourself to a one dimensional character that should have been better off staying with the family instead of making us look it’s all about you. Co holder of the SCW Mixed tag team titles…., quite interesting isn’t it?? As rules state that you are not eligible to hold two titles at the same time. Of course there have been those who have gone before you, those who have done something that makes you chop at the mouth for not having achieved greatness beyond your wildest dreams….
Again, obviously I shall have to be told that I am wrong….
He grins as he slowly walks over towards a bench that has been planted there for people to enjoy the view.
Dmitri: Do you take out your family every now and then Kain?? Share the mysteries of that what is called nature?? Then do you also tell your children of the unknown that could house behind each and every other tree? Or are you just an excuse to be sticking to the usual bullshit that is known to mankind all across the world??? The uncanny ability to just shut yourself off for everything that goes around you and then explode like a million firecrackers. And even then Kain, even then Kain…. You will not accept those who came before you and told the tale that you could never come up with. And why is that Kain?? Has mother nature not evolved your brain to the full compacity that others have garnered over the years?
Impatience is a weakness Kain, just like the fact that you cannot just accept the fact that you need someone to hide the incapability to compete on your own as you USED to in the past.
Used to Kain, I just want you to understand the meaning behind this word. I just want to assist you with a moment of where you can calm down and come up with something else than the “bleep you are wrong”Bullshit that you have grown accustomed to. you see Kain, unlike your brain incapability to process the fact that I do respect you, that I know what you are capable off…. Without Mercedes Vargas at your side…, you would not have made it to the point where you are right now. Because you needed someone that you could trust.., something I to this very day wonder if you truly do trust her…, because if you had respect for the fact of the rules and the simple fact that you disrespected not only company rules but also her trust in you…. The trust for her knowing that you are committed to stay a unit until you lose those belts and go your separate way??
But of course, I must be sounding as repetitive just like…, oh I don’t know… perhaps… you?? But how can I not e Kain, because you are a three faces of life wonder boy blunder that just cannot stop showing your ugly face. Tell me I am wrong, tell me that everything I say is false and do exactly what I want you to do!! Causing a meltdown to occur inside that emptiness that you call a brain. Because I’m so sorry to inform you my friend, but after this coming Climax Control… it’s going to be back to mixed tag team title defenses for you young man. Back to the opportunity to blame the entire world except for you, because you have fought like a King. As always just come up short because of whatever excuse you can come up with. It won’t be like the Drake Green twin magic beatdown that you endured Kain. Oh no, this is going to be these two hands that will stop you from achieving the step closer to a goal that I desire. A goal that I have been telling for years now Kain. Something that you have been unable to understand and process like any other intelligent creature that is called humans is capable off.
Go ahead and be a Borderline nutcase this coming Climax Control, because it is collective nature that survives the rage and brutality that any big cuddly bear like fool like you can bring to the dance…. The only problem for you is that you will only realize that I was right after I was done with you. I already have forgiven you my son for your sins that you will bestow upon my grace. I will forgive you from the bottom of my heart, because the only way to salvation my son… is through me….
Even you King of supposedly Kings….even you are given the chance that in life I would not have given you at all… that’s what the King of Kings would do to fools like you…, too bad for you is that I am Dmitri…, the man that will beat you….. And I have already described to you why….
Good night Kain…, sleep over it and tell me once more… I was wrong…
With that he walks off as the shot fades
