Hypocrites

[Ghost Spike]

(ooc: Sorry for this poor showing, but I've had a lot going on in life and stuff. Started to sort it all out now, but I wanted to post something rather than nothing.)

Nobody ever listens to me, do they? No matter how many times I tell the same story, or send the same message people still ignore it. They think they are above it, they think it doesn’t apply to them. These people tend to have an air of arrogance about them, they tend to think that the world revolves around then, and they tend to think that they are on my level. 

Obviously they are wrong. 

You all know who I’m talking about. Little Alex Jones who had his one shot, his one moment of glory ruined - yet again. How many one shots have you had Alex? It’s not bad enough that you’ve tried to turn the dawning of my Empire into the Alex Jones show, or the demise of InFamous being the Alex Jones special…..it seems you’re doing everything you can to actually be a thorn in my side, rather than the imaginary one you think you are. 

I’m the Imperial Champion. 

Nothing you do can take that away, even if you and Rob somehow manage to steal these titles, you won’t have made the impact you think you will, and seriously dude, if you are honestly trying to entertain the thought that you’ll be a better tag team than Rob and I ever where, you’re fucking hilarious. We killed off the competition Alex, it’s what we did….it’s what I did when I carried Rob to those titles and defended them more often than you’ve even won matches outright. You little peasants score one victory and all of a sudden you think it’s the end of an era, you think that the Empire is falling apart and crumbling, but you don’t have the foggiest clue of how wrong you are. People like you Alex, you stand there and you spout your crap as if you actually believe it. You might think you’re the best Alex, you might think you are better than me, but you’re not. I’m the best, and I’ve always been better than you. 

I have the proof. 

I like how you try to portray things, about how you came into this business and my name was making a buzz, and how fucking false it all is. I met you way back in XHF, Tanya Bird….the mother of my first born son dragged me there, where she was with you. I knew it’d create hostility between us, an ex-lover and all….but you were surprisingly cool about it - to my face, anyway. I never forgot though Alex, how you were always pulling dick moves behind my back, I never forgot how you bragged that you and MGK were the future and I was along for the ride. Well take a good fucking look douchebag, because I’m the god damn King of this business, and you’re not even fit enough to be my jester. 

I’ve got more world titles than you’ve had sexual partners. 

And we all know what a man-slut you are AJ. 

Yet you still throw things in my face. I’m not the “Mike” you knew, I’m not the guy who won the Imperial Title, I’ve changed, I’m the asshole, I’m the worst human being on the planet. It’s all lies Alex, it’s all smoke and mirrors, you’re hiding behind your words because you know that when you look at me and you see a reflection of what you could have been. An image of everything you wish you were. You crossed the line so many times back in your past, but you never made the kind of impacts that I do. You never left a lasting legacy on a federation…...except losing your world title to a woman. Is that how you want to be remembered? I’m not the man you think I am Alex…..I’m not the friend you wish I was…..I am Spike Kane. 

Michael is dead. 

I sent you a message for the second time last week Alex. I showed you exactly what I’m capable of, I won’t warn you again. You should drop your pathetic attempt at being a white knight, it didn’t end well for you last time, and I promise you this Alex….it won’t end well at all for you this time. You’ve crossed my path and I’ve held my vengeance in check, for what we used to have…...but if you keep pushing, if you keep desperately trying to leech off of my limelight and make your name off of me, whether you’re the American Dragon, the Black Pheonix, or whatever the hell you all yourself these days? 

I’ll fucking end you, 

~~~ 

I don’t know how many times you want to do this Rob, I don’t know how many times we can go out to that ring and try and tear each other apart. When will you realise that whatever was between us is long gone. You threw it away for your holy fucking crusade, and I’m getting sick and god damn tired of explaining it to you. 

You turned your back on me. 

Not the other way around. I responded to your treachery with force, because that is how I work and it always have been. I’m a violent man, it wasn’t even a month or two ago that you were spouting about how proud you were of that fact, about how with the God of Xtreme on your side nobody could stand a chance. You mock me and ridicule me for my arrogance, yet you take pleasure in throwing it in our opponents faces when we’re allies. Your hypocrisy never ceases to amaze me Robert. The words that you say to me lost their weight the moment you chose a dying kid and some whore over our friendship. Some white knight…..follow the right path, right? 

More like follow your dick. 

Does she really know everything about you? Does she really know the dark side of Rob Diamond? Does she really know the potential for chaos and outright evil you hold in your mind? The stuff that could make peoples toes curl. Is that why you hate me so much? When you look at me…..do you see what you really are? Do you see the reflection of the monster that hides behind the mask you present to the world? I know you Robert, I know you better than you know yourself. I know how your mind works, and I know how your heart works. Your capacity for love is endless, and I’m not questioning that for a second…...I just know what your true face is. 

Lord Dominicus. 

These tag team titles once meant everything to me. They were the sole reason why I decided to continue in this business. I thought my career was over, but the end of nCw saw me come out of the woodwork, you talked me into coming here and we went after those tag title with vigor. We made them mean something. We tore up the division and obliterated everyone who came our way, even the oh so mighty Xander Famularo and Lex Sense. 

We ruled the division like kings. 

But it wasn’t enough, and you knew as such. You awoke my passion, my pride, and my greed. You lead me Rob, to become the man I needed to be to make my career mean something again. To make Spike Kane the name on everybody's lips. You were the one who lead the way Rob, and now all of a sudden you’re shocked and appalled because I took those steps and went further than you or anybody else ever could? Let’s be honest here Rob….the only reason you’re so passionate about dethroning me….is that I did it first. 

And I’m better than you. 

This dance may well just continue Robert…..but to take these tag team championships….you’ll have to put me in the ground.