Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2013 3:26:06 GMT
Emotions are the ultimate betrayal to mankind.
Don’t believe me?. Look at the whole idea of emotion. Look at happiness. Have you ever been so blissfully happy that you just smile and radiate energy?. It’s an illusion. And what’s worse is that it’s an illusion that can break you Say you meet someone, a soulmate. And they leave. The illusion is gone and now all you are left with is a broken heart and no happiness.
Kind of screws you up doesn’t it?.
Emotions are useless. They’re a chemical reaction in the brain that effects your thought processes. Jealousy is one that destroys anything positive in your life. Why should you be jealous of others?. Why should you covet another persons life?. Their home?. Their wife. You have your own and the emotion is wasted.
But then again there seem to be two emotions that are useful in this world. Or that is what some would have you believe. The first of these emotions is a common one among the human race….
Anger.
Many believe anger can be used as a tool. Anger gives way to rage, rage can often give you the push you need to achieve your goals. But in the end it wasn’t you achieving them, it was the chemical reaction in your mind. Anger also makes you wild and sloppy. It can be used as an advantage by your opponent. But the second emotion people use to an advantage or atleast try to?...
Fear.
They say if you have nothing to fear then you have nothing in life. If you don’t fear death how can you really live?. I believe that only true life can be found in having nothing to fear. I don’t fear death, I don’t fear anything. Fear is a tool for the weak mined to justify irrational actions.
Am I emotionless?
Maybe.
Or maybe I have surpressed them to the point where I can fight them. I don’t want to know happiness. Or sadness, or anger, or jealousy and least of all fear…..I am an emotionless void.
And I love it that way….
“You never told me about your father….”
Jade looked at Nero, a small smile on her lips as Nero sat writing in a book, he stayed with his eyes fixed on the page.
“You’re right…I didn’t….”
“Sorry to pry but-“
“No it’s ok…”
Nero closes the book and slowly turns to look at Jade.
“Well…..when I was 14….”
The farm was quiet as the sun was still down. A teenage Nero slept in his bed. Suddenly a splash of water hit is face, a masked man had ziptied his hands together and dragged him out of his bed and outside. Nero kicked and screamed.
“LET ME GO…YOU SON OF A BITCH LET ME GO”
Nero is dragged into the barn, a hook where they bleed animals sits in the center of it. Nero is hung by his hands up as the masked man walks around him. Nero continues to kick and scream as the masked man laughs.
“I’M GOING TO KILL YOU…YOU SON OF A BITCH.”
The masked man grabs a rope hooked up to a bucket filled with hot water.
“Are you afraid?”
“…Yes…..”
The masked man pulls the rope dumping the hot water on Nero. Nero yells in pain as the water hits him. Not boiling but just hot enough to cause pain. The masked man refills the bucket and laughs.
“Are you afraid”
“….NO!...”
The man pulls the rope again and water dumps over him. Nero screams in pain and spins around on the hook.
“I don’t understand what you want you piece of shit!”
The masked man looks into Neros eyes and rips off the mask, Nero’s eyes widen as he looks hurt and confused.
“Father?....why?”
“Your brother left us Nero…..”
“No…he wouldn’t…”
Nero’s father backs away and shakes his head.
“He did…..I failed him and you. Now…well now I need to help you. I need to do better for you….my son….”
Nero shakes his head not understanding. His father turns with around with two jumper cables hooked up to a battery.
“Now….I will teach you the way….”
Nero’s breathes heavily, he closes his eyes as the jumper cables touch his skin….a final scream is heard….
“I’m so sorry Nero….”
Jade touches Nero’s face, his face stays emotionless. He seems to not care.
“Why?....My father taught me that emotions are worthless. I turned my back on his teachings just like my brother and all it brought me was pain and death….”
Jade tilts her head and looks into Nero’s eyes, she goes in and kisses him slowly and passionately. As she pulls away Nero just stares at her.
“I can’t give you what you want. I don’t give love and passion. Sex to me is a physical act. Not one of emotion and love….”
Jade looks away and back up.
“So you can never love me like I love you?....”
Nero just shakes his head, Jade sighs deeply and looks back at Nero.
“Close enough…..”
“A hall of famer has fallen…”
Nero looks up, his platinum blonde hair flowing down the sides of his face.
“Davey Ortega put me in his sights. He decided to call me out and as the battle raged it was the young lion who took out the crafty veteran. And even though Davey tried his hardest he was always doomed to fail. The minute he stepped into that ring he was doomed to be a message sent to the rest of the IWF roster. The message was simple and it was one that should have been easy to understand.”
“Don’t fuck with Nero Blake.”
“I have been underestimated week in and week out. I was underestimated by Joe Everyman, he failed. I was underestimated by Stephan Kingsley and I avenged my fluke loss to him. I was underestimated by Ryan Shane and I buried him into the mat. And then this Sunday Davey Ortega was so focused on Spike Kane and the empire that he failed against me. He walked in and I destroyed him. I will admit it wasn’t easy, because Davey Ortega is a veteran. But he is not the man he once was….”
“Or could be….”
Nero sweeps his hair behind his ear shooting a childish grin.
“But this week the management team in IWF has decided to put me against the hyped up “it” boy.”
Nero smirks and nods understanding the hype for Killian.
“Killian Creed. A young guy who has exploded on the scene in IWF and has been in some big match situations already. Verona, Laszlo, Ortega. A whole list of great opponents. He’s been rising up that ladder and the only reason he isn’t a champion or a contender is because his fate was put in the hands of the perennial loser Joe Everyman….”
“I don’t know if I should laugh or feel sorry for you Killian….”
“All that talent, that bright future and the respect you’ve earned. All for nothing because for a year you can’t be a champion, you can’t have a shot to be a champion. You have to sit on the sidelines and watch as less talented members of the roster get shots. Man of steel, Cruiserweight, Imperial, Tag belts all out of your reach for a year. It could drive a guy like you insane. All the talent in the word to be a champion….and not a damn chance in the world….”
Nero laughs and shakes his head.
“Me on the other hand?. Any belt I’m elegable for I’m just a few wins away from being a contender for. And what’s more, well as good as I am, I can take any belt I choose. Ryan Blade has been a dominant man of steel champion and now apparenty he’s the heavyweight champion. But that sniveling little wannabe would fall to his knee’s in front of me and bed for a reprieve….”
“The former heavyweight champion Xavier Cross is a joke. The only reason he held that belt is because Xander Famularo took his ball, tucked his tail between his legs and walked out. And Spike Kane?. Well as big and bad as the Imperial Champion is, and believe me I do respect him, I have to believe that I would be able to post a real challenge to him, unlike Rob Diamond….”
“But that is all in the future. This is the present and in the present Killian you and I are going to collide this week. And what a collision it’s going to be. The speed and determination of the intense bearded one, Killian Creed against the power, the strength and the lineage of Nero Blake….”
An arrogant grin comes across Nero’s face.
“My older brother is a champion and a hall of famer. He decimated the competition for years in NCW and I know IWF isn’t NCW but I’m not my brother. I’m the next step in evolution. He was a great champion, a great competitor. But I’m better than him. I know you have never faced my brother Killian, but trust me on this, he would chew you up and spit you out. As good as you are, as impressive as you are and have been. You are living in my world. And in my world….you will fail…”
“I know you’ll put up a fight…”
“You’ll come with all the confidence that one would expect from someone as skilled as you.”
“But confidence and skill can only get you so far. I will keep coming and coming. As much punishment as you can give out, I’ll give it back ten fold. And when you are laying there Killian looking up at the lights you’ll wonder why and how a man like me can exist.”
“I sometimes question my existence myself….”
Nero stares off into space and tilts his head.
“This world we live in Killian, it’s viewed as very macho and arrogant. We put ourselves forward as beasts and unbeatable. I know I will lose some matches, I know that there may be those who are “better” than me. But at the same time I know what I can do. I know what I’m capable of and for me to accomplish my goals I need to beat you. I know I can beat you and I know I can make a statement…”
“But….. also know that if I am stupid enough to let my guard down….well you may be able to get that win and make me look foolish….”
“Just like that parody of stupidity Stephan Kingsley did in my first match in IWF.”
“I came in with all the arrogance of and cockiness you’d expect. And what happened?. I paid the price. The trick is Mr Creed is to know how good you are, while accepting that the other guy is just as confident in their abilities. And I hope you are confident. I hope you are as skilled as I believe, I hope you do come in and go toe to toe with me. I crave it, I need it, I want it. I want you to come in and kick my head in, I want you to lock me in some amazing submission…..I want to be pushed, I want to be tested….”
“Will you be that test Killian?.....will you push me to that limit?.....I guess I have to wait and see….”
Well howdy there pardner.