Post by Eddie D. on Oct 15, 2013 13:29:02 GMT
A long time ago in a hospital bed far, far away…
ROB, THE GREAT AND POWERFUL
Episode IV
Age of Dominicus Part One
ROB, THE GREAT AND POWERFUL
Episode IV
Age of Dominicus Part One
Rob’s head hurt like hell as he started to wake up. Where the hell was I and what the hell happened? Are pretty much the only thoughts running through his head as he takes a look around. The place was freaking amazing, it looked like the throne room out of that Riddick movie that always reminded him of a scifi version of conan.
Rob: What the fuck is going on?
“This is your palace, Father.”
The voice caught him off guard, even made him wince as it belonged to the beautiful woman who had kicked the crap out of him with a single blow to the chest. A blow that looked a hell of a lot like some kind of fire ball or something. Where the hell is he anyway?
Rob: What? Father?
Hope: Yes Father, it’s me, Hope Diamond.
Rob: Bullshit.
The woman smirked at him, he bright blue eyes and dark hair were in contrast. She almost laughed at him but she sort of felt sorry for him.
Hope: It’s amazing how stupid and naïve you were.
Rob: Were?
She walked over to where he lay against a giant pillar and reached down to touch his face.
Hope: Yes, back before the great war and the cleansing. Look at you, searching my face for even a glimmer of the innocent little babe you love so much.
Rob: Where am I?
Hope: Your future, Father, the future you make.
He shook his head, he didn’t want to believe it, he didn’t want to believe any of those. He was convinced that at any second he’d wake up but with every second that passed he was still in this nightmare.
Hope: What’s wrong, still trying to wake up? This isn’t a dream, this is reality, this is the world as you would have it, dark, groveling, minions at your feet.
Rob: I… I wouldn’t do this…
Hope: But you did. You will. Lord Dominicus, Emperor of the World. The Age of Dominicus.
Rob: No, you and Trent are wrong, this isn’t reality, it’s a fucking dream because I would never do this. I would never hurt the people I care about.
Hope began to laugh hysterically, she found every word he said to be funnier than the last, the Lord Dominicus she knew would hurt people just for fun.
Rob: Stop laughing! I’m not some sick sadistic bastard! I’m not whoever the hell is claiming to be me! IT’S NOT ME!!!!
“Oh but I am.”
Hope’s laughter died and Rob quickly jumped up off the floor as he looked to his left, down the long corridor, between the many rows of pillars sat a thrown, a thrown made of what appeared to be human skulls and atop that thrown sat a man who looked a hell of a lot like Rob Diamond.
Dominicus: I am what you will become.
Woah… I just… I don’t even know what to say what right now…
All I can hear is the voice of my best friend telling me I betrayed him after he knocked me on my ass with his Imperial Championship…
I betrayed you…
I’ve done a lot of awful things in my life, Spike, some of those things I’ve only ever told you about, things that have nothing to do with wrestling at all, things that would make the hand full of people who cheer me call for my blood. I’m not really proud of those things but I don’t spend a hell of a lot of time feeling bad about them either. They happened, their done with and I am where I am, I am who I am…
Then you asked me to do something… You told me we had to make an example of Joe Everryman, a guy who I may not really care for but can at least respect… I’m not above sacrificing someone else’s career for my own personal gain but something about that beat down on Joe just didn’t sit right with me…
Regardless, I trusted you, trusted that you knew what you were doing. I opted to follow you because standing up to my friend and telling him he was wrong just didn’t seem like the thing to do. Then, after we had made an example and put our stamp on this promotion you asked me to do it again. Instead of Joe, you asked me to help you take out Xavier Cross…
Why Cross?
That’s what I asked you. Why him? What’d he do. Dude seems like a cool guy, he’s just trying to make his way out there and sure, he was getting a shot at us and all that but it didn’t seem like a big deal. I just didn’t think he deserved what you wanted to give him so when you asked me to lay him out, I refused…
I didn’t betray you Spike, not bending to your will isn’t a betrayal, it’s standing up for what I believe in. I didn’t stand up for myself the week before, I took part in the beat down of Joe Everyman and that is something I will have to live with, his vengeance is something I may someday have to feel, whatever. But Cross? That shit was just wrong and there was no way I was going to take this stand up fucking guy and end his career simply because my best buddy was feeling a little extra sadistic today.
You betrayed me.
InFamous is more than a team, more than a friendship, we’re more than partners. We’re a goddamn family, Spike, a family. We’re more than just you or me, we’re Xander, we’re hope, hell if you love her, we’re Rive too. We’re a fucking family and just because I think we’re going about something the wrong way doesn’t mean I’m betraying anyone. The second your wishes became your commands for me to follow out like a lackey, you betrayed this family.
I love you Spike, I don’t care how homosexual that sounds and I don’t care if I get made fun of for the rest of my life. I fucking love you, in all my years in this business there have been exactly two people I’d trust with mine or my daughter’s life, you and Kyle. Between the two of you I had the greatest teachers anyone could ever have. You molded me into what I am, you helped to create me and together we both became something more than we were before. We dominated this industry as a team, as a family, we showed the world that InFamous was way more than a clever name and a couple of dickheads.
We showed everyone what we were made of…
Now you wanna kick my ass because I refused to level Xavier Cross…
I don’t accept that. I don’t care what your excuse, what anyone has told you, I don’t believe for a single goddamn second that our friendship was so meaningless to you that you’d turn on me over something so stupid. I don’t know what’s wrong with you, where this sudden mean streak is coming from, I don’t know if it’s just all the stress getting to you or the fear of your career nearing it’s end. I don’t know. I’m not going to guess…
What I do know is Michael Patrick Kane…
I know you better than I know myself. I’ve seen you at your strongest, your weakest, I’ve seen you every step of the way in between. I’ve seen you on the day your son was born, seen you on the day you fell in love, seen you the day your heart was broken and I helped pick up all the pieces. I know there is more to you than just your monicker or your gimmick. I know there is a layer to the god of xtreme that only a few people have ever seen. I know you’re not really that monster you play so well on television…
You’re my brother, that’s what you are. And something has gone seriously wrong…
You wanna fight me for your Imperial Championship?
Fine, fight me, but I’m not going to fight you…
My brother is sick, he needs my help, not my fists beating him blindly for no particular reason…
If kicking the living shit out of me with your new friends is the only way to get the message across to you, then by all means kick my ass. Crucify me if you have to, make me the latest sacrifice to your legend, but know that this time, when you’re giving it all away in the name of fifteen pounds of gold, you’re giving away the only person who’d ever literally lay down his life for you or your son…
I love you Spike, so kill me if that’s what it takes but I will not fight you. I will not help push you further down your hole.
I will not be your Judas…
Rob stood with jaw dropped as the woman claiming to be his daughter bowed in the presence of Lord Dominicus. The dark lord rose from his thrown and began to walk toward them both.
Rob: You aren’t me.
Dominicus: Yes, I am.
Rob: That’s impossible, I would never become you.
Dominicus: Perhaps not as you are but given the time and opportunity you will become me.
The dark lord stand before them both, his daughter taking his side as Rob looked at both of them.
Rob: How could you do this to the world? How could you… Kill everyone we love?
He only shrugs with a coy reply.
Dominicus: They stood in our way.
Rob: No… NO!!!!!!!!!!!
Rob rears back and takes a swing but the dark lord is quicker than he looks and blocks the blow before punting Rob in the gut and sending him flying down the corridor. The dark lord throws off his robe and moves toward Rob as he scurries to get to his feet. Just as he stands the dark lord boots him in the side of the face.
Dominicus: STAY DOWN!
With a mighty kick to the stomach he sends Rob flying across the room and smack right into one of the pillars. Rob drops to his hands and knees and gasps for breathe.
Rob: I… Will never… Be you…
Domincus: Oh how wrong you are.
Domincius drops to a knee next to Rob.
Dominicus: You may not know it yet but you were always me, this, you were meant to be this worlds ruler. Men like Steve Awesome and Spike Kane thought they could use us for their own gains but in the end we used them. We allowed them to strike down our common enemies and then when the time was right we took it all from them.
Rob: I’d never turn on Spike…
Dominicus: But he would turn on you and so you were forced to destroy him.
Rob: No.
Dominicus: YES!!! Everyone looked at us like we were somehow less than what we were, overlooked and ridiculed us but in the end it will be us who get the last laugh! When we became ruler of this world, when we crushed them all below their feet they finally learned who it was they should of worshipped as their GOD!!!
The hatred seething from Lord Dominicus is amazing as Rob just looks up from the floor. The dark lord reaches out and grabs Rob and forces him to his feet.
Rob: I can stop this future from happening…
Dominicus: It’s already happened, Rob, you cannot change what has already occurred.
Rob: I don’t care… I will find a way.
Dominicus: No, you won’t because you will be dea-
BAM!!!!!!!!!!!
A fire shot roars through the room and catches the dark lord off guard right square in the middle of the chest and sends him flying back into and through his own throne. Rob drops to a knee and looks over past the pillars to an open balcony and sees Trent Helms piloting what’s left of jaeger.
Trent: So yeah, I don’t feel so strongly about that no guns thing.
Rob can’t help but chuckle at the throw away Batman reference as he rushes toward where Trent is. Hope begins to fire bolts of lighting from her hands like a sith lord as Rob leaps off the balcony and lands of what would be the shoulder of the jaeger.
Rob: GO! GO! GO!!!!
Trent begins to pilot the jaeger away as Hope’s attacks fail to do anything serious.
Trent: Sorry I took so long, had to kick some metal men ass.
Rob: Whatever, you’re here and now you gotta help get me back so I can fix this.
Trent: That’s the plan.
Rob: So where the hell are we headed then?
Trent: Scott Bakula’s…
Huh? Rob thinks as the two of them head off into the distance. As the jaeger grows smaller and smaller against the sky you see a hand rise into the frame, lightening crackling all around it…
TOO BE CONTINUED…
I’m not a good person, I don’t pretend to be. I am who I am and I’m not afraid to admit that sometimes I can be an asshole.
I’ve made some bad choices in my life, some terrible choices, I’ve lived long enough to see the error of my ways. I’m old enough now to where I can see that the way I went about things wasn’t the only I could have gone about them…
I’ve seen guys like Joe Everyman and Andrew Jacobsen reach a level of success in this business that I thought was only possible through stabbing everyone you ever knew in the back. There’s another way…
We came to IWF to see if we could do it that other way. Spike and I fought with everything we had to see if we were really as good as everyone said. Say what you will but we got to the top of this promotion the hard way, we fought and fought and fought and we finally made it…
I’m not making an excuse for Spike. I’m not asking Joe or Xavier to forgive him. I’m asking you to look at his body of work leading up to Monday night…
Look at the charity’s, the donations, look at what he’s lost and over come to be the Imperial Champion…
I don’t know what’s come over him or why he’s done what he’s done…
I know it’s not him and I just ask that before you judge him…
Let me help him.
Well howdy there pardner.