Question…,
Is it a sin to want something? Something that you could almost taste it? And what would it taste like? Like a soft and sensual fabric? Or perhaps the taste of pure gold? No matter the taste, the question you should ask yourself is this… is it all worth it to fight for something and to sacrifice everything for it….
Another question…,
How would it feel for you to acknowledge the fact that you need to perform? Perform against odds that is meant nothing more than a waste of your time? I mean sure granted, a few hundred men once defeated an army of thousands… a horse of Troje took down an entire nation… once a little boy shot a pebble against the forehead of a giant… causing an entire army of weaklings to run away… just imagine if there was just one smart person, telling his fellow men… what if we all shot our spears towards him? Would it be worth another death?
I know it will make you wonder why the questions? Then again… why not? Why not worth the questions that would perhaps save your hide and your soul… because you are too weak to uphold the undying challenge of confronting fate. Your fate that could very well be in my hands… all because you have greed… a sinful thought that would never be your future of life.
Argh, who am I kidding, the world evolves around one thing and one thing only. You got something and the world wants it… I just hope you are ready to come and take it…
The present day…..
Goth can be seen preparing himself in the gym, listening to Painkiller from Judas Priest as it is blasting across the sound system. We can see sweat pouring from his face and body as he finishes his final set of Bench Presses. Just when he is done he puts the bar back in its place and sits up, he wipes the sweat from his face before looking in the camera. He grins as he grabs the remote control and turns down the volume a bit.
“Unlike some who like to put lyrics before words to point out what they want from you, I like to put music on the background of a tale. A tale what personifies who you are and what you are willing to do to someone to get the job done. Perhaps someone that likes to take get back up every time that I knock him down should take notes.”
We see the sweat glisten in the lights as he is wiping it off his body, he throws the towel next to him and grabs a bottle of water.
“Now I know it is too easy to make fun of someone who believes in everything that he is saying. I respect you for that Casey, I have known you for so long. And if there is one thing I can say that personifies you, that you try. That you never give up and try to bring out the very best that you can bring… But so do I…,”
He is listening to the chorus of the song as it echoes through the room.
“Yo hear that Casey? He’s the painkiller?? This is the painkiller?? Something that I just love to hear after all these years, it remains one of the hardest fucking songs that they ever made. I just dig the fact that you brought out a song featuring Halford, because Rob is a God. Nobody can even come close to what he has ever done in his career, something that resembles yours truly as well. ”
“ But you know something Casey? That isn’t enough now is it? Oh no, there is more than meets the eye. The fact that there is a notion that you want to face me, prove to me that I cannot break you. That nothing that I say will not change it? It makes me wonder how I can break down the resistance that you are willing to put up. And then I found it… I need a pain killer.”
He gets up, he takes off his shirt and looks at his body for a few moments. We all have seen his physique before and yet it seems to never grow tired on him.
“ I know that you get better every time that you step foot in that ring, I know that every time that I face you. That I need to come up with something new, to keep you guessing what will come next. You see Casey, I need to make you understand something. I am someone that finally got gold around here, finally I achieved greatness that people assumed that wouldn’t happen. Why? Because I am too old, that I am a business man and not a wrestler anymore. That I cannot bring it anymore… and that I cannot take the pain anymore.”
“ But you know that this is just a foolish notion now don’t you? But unlike you, I put more into it than merely a song that would break down every girl into tears. Nothing to worry and nothing to fear, I will always love you and always be near. ”
Goth raises an eyebrow and chuckles to himself.
“ Now I don’t know if this is a line that even exist in a song, but I am damn sure that if it exists it would be sang by Michael Bolton. You know curly from like a few decennia ago? He always came back when the people thought he died away, just like me. I always come back when people thought it was safe to let their daughter go out. Too bad I never like to play nice now do I Casey??”
“ It’s not so much that what I say shouldn’t effect you, but the way that I say it… everyone can mention the fact that he or she will break you. But does that make any assumption inside of you come alive that you should be worried? Oh no Casey, there is trouble in paradise if you assume that you shouldn’t. Because in reality, in reality there is nothing I should be saying to you that I have not said before. I could just sit here, stare you in the eyes through this camera and you will get my message now don’t you? How I would brutally put you through the pain that I can dish out… only making you wish for a painkiller to stop it…. Too bad it would never show up anyways…”
He takes another sip from his bottle before splashing the remainder all over his body and enjoys the sensation that it gives him.
“ You see Casey, when it all is said and done. All the bullshit has been told and the attempts of getting under each others skin. There is one final detail that is going to make a difference… the fact that you want something and I am not willing to give it up. The fact that you want to prove me that you get up every time I beat you down, while I only want to walk away with the championship. You are not looking to get this belt now do you? What is that? Staggs not paying you enough? Or is it the fact that you realise that you and Kennedy don’t stand a chance? I am sure that the truth is out there now doesn’t it Casey? Just hold on to the Olympic thought that competing is more important than winning, I am sure that Staggs will applaud you for that… I’m only here to be your Pain killer…. Trust me… you will endure what Robert is talking about.”
His eyes close for a few moments
“ And then there’s Matthew… the guy who has his bodyguards and his bounty.. do you know a bounty is chocolate with coconut taste inside of it? It’s quite good when you come to think of it Matthew? It would be a new line of work that you could excel in… that in due time of course.”
“ But seriously Matthew, why would you work for someone as a hired gun? Have you lost taste to be your own man? Have you lost the desire to do something that you never thought was possible? You talk about something that you still need to get? A world title match? Son, if you are so desperate to get one? Then why don’t you go down and demand it? I’m sure that Erik is looking forward to pay you handsomely if you dress out there as Meatloaf as a twenty-five year old hippie.”
He takes out the water from his eyes and tastes the water from his lips
“ It’s not nice to make fun of you I know, it was only meant to break the ice between us Matthew. I mean seriously, we were once so good befriended…. But that seems to be so far away now does it? I mean what is it that happened? You desire gold? I desire gold, you want a rematch… I demand it… you want a pretzel chocolate covered cookie… and I got the best woman in the world… you get your lawyer? I got the best thing that money can’t buy… something you need to focus your entire libido on and I am sure that you will get the picture.”
“Because instead of wondering how we beat Blood Omen and the tag team champions in a triple threat tag team match.. you should worry about how we are going to beat you two down in a tag team match. Because the way things go, Staggs can buy all he wants, Staggs can do whatever he feels… the tag team titles stay with me and Grimm.”
His eyes open as we see the infamous fire in them.
“ A word of advice for you Matthew, a true warrior does not find itself in wanting things alone. A true warrior uses his desire to get what he wants, any possible way imaginable. Dream of titles when you are in contention for that one goal in life, but do not bother me with simplistic nature of words. Because words alone wont safe you… the tag title straps are here in the darkened hands of two men… the problem alone itself is to shed some light in your souls… oh and Matthew? I already turned out the lights… so trying to find the switch would be the end of your quest.. just reach out and touch… before I break you down and make you return empty handed….”
With that Goth chuckles as the shot fades to darkness.
