Post by Seth Evans on Nov 7, 2014 21:32:44 GMT
There it goes. The winning streak that I had accumulated throughout the month of October just to see it crumble on the first show to take place in November; however, I felt no shame in my defeat. I felt no shame with Cliff Clinton standing with his arm raised at the end of the match because I knew that I found a new ally that was ready and willing to watch my back when The Age of X would make their attack. He would have his hands full with Mason St. Croix, there was no denying that; I would have my own hands full with wanting to get my match with GOD—something he assured me would happen soon.
I laid in my bed, finding myself unable to sleep at this hour… I opened my eyes to stare blankly into the darkness that surrounded me. I looked to my side where my beloved was fast asleep, her hair gleaming from the pale silver light that shone in through the window. I couldn’t help but let my hand caress her side as she slept—but I also could not help but think of the trouble that has been brewing between us since I returned to the ring. The love between us was too strong for us to let something separate us. It was during this time that I noticed a figure standing beyond the curtain, his face emerging from behind. I almost jumped out of bed, but let out a sigh when I realized what was happening—GOD stepped out from behind the curtain with a sick smile on his face.
GOD:
“You’re afraid, child.”
My eyes lingered on my fiancée for a moment, knowing that what he said was true. But I wasn’t afraid for myself. I was afraid for her safety. This being in my bedroom that I knew was just a hallucination playing with my mind stepped closer to the bed, and his hand fell down to the blanket that covered her legs… his eyes weren’t on me for a change, as he looked down at the angel that remained still within his grasp.
GOD:
“But not of me.”
Seth Evans:
“Don’t… touch her…”
I mumbled those words, which seemed to amuse him by the look on his eyes that met my gaze for merely a moment. He resumed his perversion and my hand clenched into a fist before trembling with the anger that was building inside of me. I wanted this hallucination to go away; I wanted it to stop.
GOD:
“You’re afraid for her… your beloved…”
His hand grasped the blanket and began to pull it higher from her legs, exposing her silk smooth legs but his eyes landed back on me as if to see my reaction. I hid no range of emotion that I felt for what he was doing—I sneered at him and my hand continued trembling. With much of Kiela’s leg exposed, he reached his hand down to caress her bare leg while I could do nothing but watch.
GOD:
“You should be.”
I felt tears coming to my eyes because of the fear that I was beginning to feel for the first time since I started this war. My eyes didn’t look away from his, despite his lingering on Kiela for what seemed like several minutes… his eyes suddenly shot up, and the sick grin left his face leaving behind a stare that made my own blood run cold.
GOD:
“You started this! Just like I hurt Tara, I am going to hurt everybody that is important to you in your life. Cliff Clinton; your buddy that decided to protect you—he is going to cower in fear. Andrew Jacobsen, your friend that has been trying to get you in shape to step into the ring with me; he’s going to lie in a pool of his own blood! I am going to finish what I started with Tara and be sure that she never rests easy knowing that there is nobody in this world that can love her… I am going to hunt down your adopted parents, the one who took you in when nobody else could give a damn—and I’m going to make them repent for taking you in! I am going to hurt this lovely lady of yours, to the point that you could never recognize her and you will be nothing to her because she won’t remember who the hell you are.”
I didn’t want to listen. I lifted my hands to my ears trying to block his voice out but his voice only grew louder in my head.
GOD:
“I am going to destroy… everything… You are going to have nothing left. And you’re going to have no one to blame but yourself. You are going to kneel to me and you are going to beg me to spare everyone around you—I will mercifully end you… first! They will be right behind you!”
I couldn’t hold it any longer. I raised my voice to this hallucination that has been tormenting me for weeks, and I tried gripping around his neck but my hands disappeared into him and reemerged from the other end—he backed up a few steps, laughing maniacally at me when I felt an arm go around my shoulder, shaking me gently.
Kiela Rose:
“Seth!”
Her lips moved but I could not hear one word she said… His image finally disappeared from me, but his voice echoed into my head one last time.
GOD:
“Everything you love… will burn…”
Kiela Rose:
“Seth!”
My whole body was shaking and I felt her arms wrap around me to comfort me. I found myself in tears, feeling my whole body go numb because of what he was telling me—images of everybody that I did care about flashed through my mind, before finally stopping on an image of Kiela smiling at me. She was just out of my arms reach, and I reached out to grab her hand but I felt myself suddenly come back to reality without being able to reach her.
Kiela Rose:
“You were having a nightmare. It will be okay.”
My breathing was heavy as I looked around to see if GOD would reemerge to me… he didn’t. I lifted my head to look into Kiela’s eyes, but couldn’t get those words out of my head—I feared for her safety… She caressed my cheek, holding me so that our eyes were locked on one another to know that we were safe together. Nothing would happen to us so long as we remained together.
Kiela Rose:
“It’ll be okay.”
She repeated the words a few more times before we were interrupted by my phone ringing on the nightstand next to me. I hesitated but did reach over and lift up the phone seeing that the call was from someone that I had not spoken to in a while—Jennie Docherty, the younger sister of Tara… I lifted the phone and answered.
Seth Evans:
“Hello?”
Jennie Docherty:
“Seth... we have a problem. Tara—is missing.”
I didn’t know what to think of this information that had been given to me. Shock… surprise… and I was forced to feel more fear. I knew that Tara was somewhere safe but now she was missing, and vulnerable to the attack that GOD—my hallucination—promised would occur.
I laid in my bed, finding myself unable to sleep at this hour… I opened my eyes to stare blankly into the darkness that surrounded me. I looked to my side where my beloved was fast asleep, her hair gleaming from the pale silver light that shone in through the window. I couldn’t help but let my hand caress her side as she slept—but I also could not help but think of the trouble that has been brewing between us since I returned to the ring. The love between us was too strong for us to let something separate us. It was during this time that I noticed a figure standing beyond the curtain, his face emerging from behind. I almost jumped out of bed, but let out a sigh when I realized what was happening—GOD stepped out from behind the curtain with a sick smile on his face.
GOD:
“You’re afraid, child.”
My eyes lingered on my fiancée for a moment, knowing that what he said was true. But I wasn’t afraid for myself. I was afraid for her safety. This being in my bedroom that I knew was just a hallucination playing with my mind stepped closer to the bed, and his hand fell down to the blanket that covered her legs… his eyes weren’t on me for a change, as he looked down at the angel that remained still within his grasp.
GOD:
“But not of me.”
Seth Evans:
“Don’t… touch her…”
I mumbled those words, which seemed to amuse him by the look on his eyes that met my gaze for merely a moment. He resumed his perversion and my hand clenched into a fist before trembling with the anger that was building inside of me. I wanted this hallucination to go away; I wanted it to stop.
GOD:
“You’re afraid for her… your beloved…”
His hand grasped the blanket and began to pull it higher from her legs, exposing her silk smooth legs but his eyes landed back on me as if to see my reaction. I hid no range of emotion that I felt for what he was doing—I sneered at him and my hand continued trembling. With much of Kiela’s leg exposed, he reached his hand down to caress her bare leg while I could do nothing but watch.
GOD:
“You should be.”
I felt tears coming to my eyes because of the fear that I was beginning to feel for the first time since I started this war. My eyes didn’t look away from his, despite his lingering on Kiela for what seemed like several minutes… his eyes suddenly shot up, and the sick grin left his face leaving behind a stare that made my own blood run cold.
GOD:
“You started this! Just like I hurt Tara, I am going to hurt everybody that is important to you in your life. Cliff Clinton; your buddy that decided to protect you—he is going to cower in fear. Andrew Jacobsen, your friend that has been trying to get you in shape to step into the ring with me; he’s going to lie in a pool of his own blood! I am going to finish what I started with Tara and be sure that she never rests easy knowing that there is nobody in this world that can love her… I am going to hunt down your adopted parents, the one who took you in when nobody else could give a damn—and I’m going to make them repent for taking you in! I am going to hurt this lovely lady of yours, to the point that you could never recognize her and you will be nothing to her because she won’t remember who the hell you are.”
I didn’t want to listen. I lifted my hands to my ears trying to block his voice out but his voice only grew louder in my head.
GOD:
“I am going to destroy… everything… You are going to have nothing left. And you’re going to have no one to blame but yourself. You are going to kneel to me and you are going to beg me to spare everyone around you—I will mercifully end you… first! They will be right behind you!”
I couldn’t hold it any longer. I raised my voice to this hallucination that has been tormenting me for weeks, and I tried gripping around his neck but my hands disappeared into him and reemerged from the other end—he backed up a few steps, laughing maniacally at me when I felt an arm go around my shoulder, shaking me gently.
Kiela Rose:
“Seth!”
Her lips moved but I could not hear one word she said… His image finally disappeared from me, but his voice echoed into my head one last time.
GOD:
“Everything you love… will burn…”
Kiela Rose:
“Seth!”
My whole body was shaking and I felt her arms wrap around me to comfort me. I found myself in tears, feeling my whole body go numb because of what he was telling me—images of everybody that I did care about flashed through my mind, before finally stopping on an image of Kiela smiling at me. She was just out of my arms reach, and I reached out to grab her hand but I felt myself suddenly come back to reality without being able to reach her.
Kiela Rose:
“You were having a nightmare. It will be okay.”
My breathing was heavy as I looked around to see if GOD would reemerge to me… he didn’t. I lifted my head to look into Kiela’s eyes, but couldn’t get those words out of my head—I feared for her safety… She caressed my cheek, holding me so that our eyes were locked on one another to know that we were safe together. Nothing would happen to us so long as we remained together.
Kiela Rose:
“It’ll be okay.”
She repeated the words a few more times before we were interrupted by my phone ringing on the nightstand next to me. I hesitated but did reach over and lift up the phone seeing that the call was from someone that I had not spoken to in a while—Jennie Docherty, the younger sister of Tara… I lifted the phone and answered.
Seth Evans:
“Hello?”
Jennie Docherty:
“Seth... we have a problem. Tara—is missing.”
I didn’t know what to think of this information that had been given to me. Shock… surprise… and I was forced to feel more fear. I knew that Tara was somewhere safe but now she was missing, and vulnerable to the attack that GOD—my hallucination—promised would occur.
Scene fades.