Is this the way that life should go? I wonder what makes me breathe… What makes the signals in my brain make me want to move my hand in front of your face, before I slap the taste out of you. Thoughts make me wonder why I haven’t lost my mind already…
It was 1980… I sat down in my prison cell, another case of being fucked over by justice…. And why? Because people didn’t understood me, I was a vicious young man and I was different. I was a threat… a threat to whom? To what?? I did not rape a young girl like that fucker that they caught in my home country and finally admitted he did rape and kill her. But hey, he was a farmer of a small town. Nothing that would suspect someone to do an evil deed, but me? A man with tattoo’s, black finger nails… and painting his face? Oh sure, that would make me another Manson right? Go figure…
Digging my fingers into my forehead, all I could think of was to extract vengeance on the first that would walk into my cell. Nobody would even dare to enter mine, can you blame them? The first that tried, I broke down his will by letting him watch me destroy his best friend… I can just remember his squeals of agony and the resistance that he put up. The boy sure put up a fight, or so he thought..
I chuckle at the thought of smashing his face down the concrete floor of the showers… it was back then when I realised that I was good at something. To watch someone’s mouth getting busted open by my own hands, the hands that I was given from my parents to do good. Only they never knew what I was good at when I grew up… they hoped for a preacher’s boy or a cop. But I’m the lord of the rings as I am the original King of Kings… a title I retired a long time ago as evolution has taken control over me… evolution of life and death… something that the prisoner that washed away his sins before my very own watching eyes never thought off doing… now did he??
A knock can be heard on the door as the shot opens up in a hotel room.
Voice:”Goth?”
“Get away”
Another knock can be heard, this time it was a bit more harder than the first time
“WHAT???”
Voice:”Well you have been in there for days you know? I smell a foul stench coming from your room. Shouldn’t you take a shower or something?”
The shot turns to Goth as he puts a pillow over his head as he tries to hid his face into his bed as the door opens and we see Sapphira pop in.
Voice:”Hun?”
“Yeah, yeah. I’ll be coming out in a moment or two, let me just have a few more minutes getting over this hungover”.
Voice: ”You shouldn’t be drinking that much dear”
Goth grabs another pillow and throws it at the door, but Sapphira already left the door opening. He closes his fists as he tries to get back to some sleep for a few minutes, but realises that it’s no use eventually. He finally sits up from his bed, the camera sees his face. A beard has been showing as he has not shaved his face for a while as he turns his head towards the camera.
“God, can’t you all just get the fu….”
Goth finally eats his words at the final moment, realising that kids watch these shows too and it wouldn’t be the right way to conduct himself as he stops his sentence.
“You know something? Ah just fuck it…”
Goth gets up and walks towards the shower as he takes a shower while closing his eyes and enjoys the rays of the water soothing him as he starts to think back to his past.
“Oh man, I remember the days when I stood in the shower alone. Nobody dared to be around me, nobody even wanted to look at me. Not that I’m such an ugly asshole or whatsoever, but there was that moment of respect and fear inside their minds. That one notion that I could just explode out of nowhere and spear them straight into the concrete walls. And the best part of it all is, that I did not even care if I got hurt myself as well. I just did what I had to do”
His thoughts continue to roam his mind as he does not notice the two hands that reach up from behind and starts to wash his back. Goth tenses up for a few moments, before realising that it is his woman standing behind him. The camera looks on from over her shoulder, only imagining what she looks like from underneath.
“God, that feels so good. But next time, try to warn me before you get in babe”
Sapphira: “And then spoil the surprise? I don’t think so”
Both grin at the comment that she made towards Goth as he allows her to wash his back and head. She presses her body against his as he pushes his hands against the shower wall and enjoys the feeling she gives him.
Sapphira: “Enjoy the sensation dear?”
He nods his head while having his eyes still closed. He lets out a soft moan as he feels her arms wrap around his waist and roams his chest.
“If you keep this up, I may have to kick this camera to a million pieces dear. Not that I would care, the AWA is wealthy enough to pay whatever fine that this dump will put me on. But then again, to put the little souls through the horror that I would call…. Pleasure…”
Both laugh as Sapphira kisses his neck and walks out of the shower as Goth remains there standing. Enjoying the warm rays of water splashing on his face before he starts washing himself. After a while he dries himself up and walks out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist.
“I am curious of what I will be having to endure next…”
Sapphira: “What about retribution dear?”
Goth looks at his woman curious as she drops this weeks card of the SCW on his table. He stares at it and he begins to laugh cynical.
“I guess there is a God watching over his favourite son once more”.
Sapphira: “As if he has vanished you altogether”
Goth stares at the card, he enjoys the names of Despayre and Gabriel. The Tag team champions as well as the name of Kain. Names of men that once were a part of his federation, names of men that he always wanted to get retribution upon and men that he has hated since day one.
“For once I’m happy I did not regain that championship belt my pretty, I never knew that being beaten by someone else would grant me so much more. So much more chances at…”
Sapphira: “Vengeance?”
His eyes lit up, he remembers the moments where he has gone through hell with these three men.
“I pity the others that has gotten into this match, having to form a bond with three men that has gotten a death wish written all upon their pitiful souls. Having to find a path in a holy war that I have ensued with these names… Kain…. Despayre and Gabriel… I wonder, wonder how things would have changed their lives if they just did what I told them to….”
Goth chuckles as he grabs a shirt, he puts on the shirt as it reads It must be a Goth thing. One of the latest merchandise shirts that SCW has produced for the fans to buy.
Sapphira: “You do know that you need to trust your tag team partner to get somewhere in this match now don’t you?”
Goth chuckles as he grabs an apple and takes a bite out of it.
“Blade doesn’t need to worry about whether we will bond or not, I understand that he is a man that wants to be a champion alongside with someone that he knows that can produce the goods. To have a chemistry with someone that would only benefit his own career, he wants the gold… I want the three names broken down and battered to oblivion. I guess that would be an enough explanation now would it?”
His eyes are shining as he is enjoying his words that he has uttered out of his mouth.
“It has been like those days that I was in jail, waiting for that one moment I knew that would come eventually. Patience is a virtue wouldn’t you agree?”
His eyes are fixated upon the reaction of his woman, knowing that she would ultimately agree with him.
“I wish the day would have come sooner, I mean seriously. I had to deal with some local idiots while these two morons had title runs against whom? Against what? Is this how people try to hide from me? Keeping me from the division that they are from? How ironic to see how pitiful the Sins have become… the sins have gotten so damn pathetic that it would be a pleasure for me to remove them from this world all together.
Sapphira: “What about Kain?”
Goth’s eyes light up as he hears the name of the big giant that he has faced before as well and has lost to.
“The mad man that will spit out profanity to the point where his own vomit would be combined with the uttering of the words that the King of Kings has returned? Oh please, the big guy has gotten me down once. Just once, he is running around as if he has done something that the world has never witnessed before. Him getting a shot in on me, I give him that. He got me once… but I remember how he said he was going to destroy me. Look who is still around Kain? And look who was the one that ran off with whatever excuse that he could find. And for what? Because you thought you ultimately would obtain the biggest gift of them all? The heavyweight championship of the world? I know your ideals Kain, I know how you work. Hell I even know when your insides tell your stomach and ass crack when you need to sit down and fart down the bowels of the local sewer.”
Goth sits down on a large sofa, he extends his arms as he enjoys the leather fabric of the sofa.
“I know you would think I’m just wrong huh Kain, that’s the point isn’t it? Everyone is wrong when it comes down to you, everyone is a liar. Nobody is as good as the King of Kings that you try to become, hell you would utter the reason why you ran off was because of injuries of something else insignificant. While me? The man that like everyone else out there would say that I’ve past my prime…. I stayed Kain, I never left. I never get injured, I never get to the point where I question my abilities of whether I should stay or I should go.”
Sapphira:”I knew you were a historical fan of great tunes”
Goth ignores the funny comment that was made by his woman as he continues to talk
“You see Kain, you take a name that has had a biblical significance. Kain and Abel. The two brothers as one killed the other. What is it Kain? You want to be the one that kills me? The other King of Kings? You want to be remembered as the Killer of the SCW? The man that would utter the words that he was better than me? That he wanted all the admiration? That you are jealous of me?”
“Oh I know, you will say that you are not jealous… and why would you? You are the one that beat me huh Kain? You beat me… you defeated the man that you have had so much an anger issue with and why? Because I pulled a fast one on you? Oh wait, we have gone through the history books before and I know that you blame me for everything… and again, if I put down the entire Wikipedia page upon your ass. You would again would tell the world that I am a liar am I not Kain?”
Sapphira: “Lies are such a word that could be explained in so many different ways”
“You are so right, therefore I would love to hear the bashing of a man that hides behind his lies. His own lies, while I am the one that tells you straight up the facts that matters. You will once again have gold upon your mind, you have always been a gold digging idiot that would be blinded by the fact that I’m standing between you and your quest of gold. The problem for you Kain is the fact that I want to stand in the way of YOUR quest, I want to be the one that fights step by step to overcome all the seemingly odds that you think I will be facing this coming match.”
“The odds of to prove myself against a superior giant. A giant that is clearly a borderline freak. A freak of nature, a man that is only rage and no brains. A rage that is only to be fed with something that would make you mad all over again and you know something Kain? The feeding of your rage is going to cost you the match Kain. The moment that you think you can muster up anything that would drive me into the matt. Would be the moment that I will drive your stinking face into the canvas and hook your legs one, two, three.”
Sapphira: “I love your enthusiasm Goth”
“Love? You love it? You love to get me all worked up and all excited for the prospect of taking away a victory over four other men. Three of them are just escape goats of the past that is the AWA”.
Sapphira: “Escape goats? Kain was…”
“Fired? Oh yes I know, I fired him. I banned him, I put him down in a fashion that even his long and powerful arms couldn’t do a damn thing about. That is where you find yourself in a position that even though you are capable of beating any man that steps foot inside the ring with you, that you are vulnerable… vulnerable to the point where you can only react in anger.. am I not right Kain? But this time, you have to understand that I’m going to drag all your attention from the cause to me. When the moment comes that the bell starts to ring Kain, you will be focused upon one thing and one thing only… ME!! The one man that you know that you have to prove your worth once again. And why? Because once again, you could not do the job of destroying me to the point where I would no longer return to the ring. And you know who I am Kain, I always come back. I won’t stop until I get what I want and I want to destroy you Kain…”
Goth closes his eyes as he leans his head back for a few moments.
“Despayre…”
One word, one name is uttered by Goth as it tells an entire story.
“How’s your precious Angel Despayre? How is your precious soul? How is your mindset since you once again heard the name that would make you wake up in sweat? Bathing in your own fear, the biggest fear that you once have had in your life. One name, one word. One existing entity that knows the entire existence of you better than anyone else… oh granted, you can hide behind everyone that is in the Sins.. even that cute teddy bear of yours… how you doing Angel??”
Goth laughs out loud for a few moments before raising his head once again towards the camera.
You have succeeded to run away from me Despyare, you and Gabriel have succeeded in doing something that not many has ever done before. Even that name Gabriel that you mentioned as a former Universal Champion. A champion I created, a champion that I allowed to be. And why? Because I needed my own pleasure once more. The pleasure of making people believe that they are worth something. The fact that he feels he is a King? Oh God Despayre, even pawns have their own moments of insanity…. But the one thing that sooths my knowledge that you truly are losing it, that you assume its about the gold for me Despayre… while I only wish to obtain vengeance upon you and Gabriel… obtain retribution of some sorts… to obtain the knowledge that I am clawing away at the almighty Sins. Knowing that they know now that their might have come to an abrupt end. Knowledge that knows nothing more than breaking you into doubts and tears… wondering what to do when I claw away at your body and soul… ever wondered how that would feel Deapayre???”
“I hardly think you do… but just ask your Angel….”
Goth grins as he feels his psychological mind tricks working on one of his opponents.
“It is just like watching the fear in your eyes all over again, watching you get all worked up over the fact what I did to your friends. Have you forgotten how easy it is for me to strike whenever I want to? Whenever I can? Whenever the moment will come that I am going to break you down and become your worst nightmare? Tell me Despayre, ever wanted to just take a sleeping pill and hope you will never wake up? Trust me, I’m with you even in your freaking dreams.. that’s how I work and that’s how I will become your worst nightmare this coming match… oh and if that means I will be taking away your championship?? Who am I to stop myself….”
“And then there’s Gabriel, oh the sensitive one… the smart one. The one man that I assumed that would gather himself up to the point where he knows he is smart. But again, a reason of his words uttered towards me is the fact that he thinks it’s about the gold….”
Goth starts to shake his head in disbelief as he raises his arms in the air as if to say what’s next?
“You see Gabriel, the sole purpose in my life is to take down those who shouldn’t be here in the first place. My purpose in life is to remove your existence from my wrestling world. I don’t care whether it is the AWA or the SCW or some junkyard that your uncle bob tries to maintain. You see Gabriel, I’m the one man that is here to smile in your face, beat the crap out of you and make you understand the fact that I allowed you to walk around on your own two legs. Is the mere fact that I can… refocus the whole ideal that I lost to Despayre was a safe haven for you to walk away without a fight. The fact that I attacked you, the fact that I hurt you in a fashion that you have never experienced in your entire life should have been of a warning by itself.. no my friend, perhaps Blade wants the gold.. I want that what is rightfully mine… and you know that it’s you on your knees bowing down to the King… the King of Kings… and no, Kain won’t be the one to kiss it’s boots…. Enjoy the titles as long as you can… I’m coming for my price…. Goodbye Gabriel…. Goodbye….
With that Goth bursts out in laughter as the shot fades to darkness.
