Post by paulgray on Aug 25, 2015 13:49:52 GMT
Mohammed is in the office of his gym doing all the relevant paperwork needed to pay off bills and do stock orders. He sips from a glass of water as he tries to utilise as much time as he can before his next visit to see his brother.
Al Thani: لا راحة للأشرار. (No rest for the wicked.)
Mohammeds mobile phone goes off and illuminates Divine’s picture. He types a few more words into his excel file before saving the file and going to answer the call.
Al Thani: يا جميلة. لا يمكن الحديث بقدر لدي على فعل ذلك قبل أن أذهب لرؤية عبد الله.(Hey beautiful. Can’t talk much as I have to get this done before I go to see Abdullah.)
There’s a pause to begin with.
Al Thani: Divine?
Divine (In a panicked tone): محمد، شخص ما قد اقتحم المنزل! الحصول على أكثر من هنا الآن! (Mohammed, someone has broken into the house! Get over here NOW!!!)
Mohammed panics and immediately picks up his keys and storms out of his office. He shouts to his assistant to close up as he dashes to his custom made Ferrari. He storms into the car and blunts his seatbelt tight as the tyres burn from him spinning the wheels as he speeds out of the parking lot and heads for home.
Minutes later Al Thani parks up and runs out of car to dash straight into the apartment. He kicks the door open and goes to hug Divine, who is shaking in fear. He hugs her tightly and kisses her forehead.
Al Thani: هل أنت بخير؟ (Are you alright?)
Divine: أنا بخير، أنا بخير. (I’m fine, I’m fine.)
Al Thani looks around his house to see the damage.
Al Thani: أنها لم تأخذ أي شيء؟ (Did they take anything?)
Divine shakes her head much to Mohammeds confusion. He softly puts his hand over her shoulder before pouring her a glass of water to help ease her shock.
Al Thani: حتى أنها لم تأخذ أي شيء (So they didn’t take anything.)
Divine: لا لم يفعلوا ذلك. (No they didn’t.)
Al Thani: لذلك كان المخربون حطموا النوافذ؟ (So it was vandals smashing windows?)
Divine: لا كسروا في ... .. (No they broke in…..)
Mohammed is confused as to why someone would break in but not take anything at all. Divine drinks a gulp of cold water before staring directly at him.
Divine: محمد .... أنت بحاجة الى ان نرى هذا. (Mohammed….You need to see this.)
Divine holds Mohammeds hand gently and guides him to the living room. They walk into the living room as she points to the wall. Mohammeds eyes widen open.
وسوف نأتي لأولئك الذين يساعدون عبدالله. والله لن يساعدك.(WE WILL COME FOR THOSE WHO HELP ABDULLAH. ALLAH WON’T HELP YOU.)
Mohammed dashes to the wall and tries to wipe off the paint but it is already seeped in the wallpaper and half dried into it. He starts to foam at the mouth with anger before he starts to suddenly feel the vibration shaking his clothing and his leg as his phone goes off again. He gets the phone and thuds answering it in anger.
Al Thani: Now is not a good time!
Mohammed pauses before his mouth widens open like he is in disbelief.
Al Thani: Wait….what? WE’RE ON OUR WAY!
………………………..
Mohammed and Divine dash into the ward of the general hospital. They push into people by accident as they dash to ward 8. Breathing heavy, with sweat pouring down them, they try to dash through the heavy doors of the emergency room but are met with nurses. Al Thani’s face is frozen as he looks down at his brother, Abdullah, flat lining on his bed. A nurse continues to deliver CPR and push down heavy on his chest to get him breathing once again.
Al Thani: LET ME SEE MY BROTHER!!
Nurse: We can’t let you in!
Al Thani: NO LET ME IN!
Nurse: We can’t let non medical staff in!
They force him out as they hear the sounds of the beeping from the heart monitor. The nurse comes in with the shock pads as they set the voltage up and get ready to try and bring him back to life.
Nurse: CLEAR!
The pads shock his body up but he slumps back to the ground with the beeping still going off and his heart not beating. Divine tears up as she clings tight to Mohammed. The nurse ups the voltage of the pads and brazes them together.
Nurse: CLEAR!
The pads go off again and shock Abdullahs body shocks up but slumps down once again as the heart still isn’t beating again.
Al Thani: ABDULLAH!!!!!
The nurse puts the voltage up one more time as they work tirelessly to bring him back to life. They braze the pads before they all look at each other.
Nurse:
The pads shock the body once again but there is still a flat line. They all look at each other, conceding the worse has happened.
Nurse: Doctor he’s gone…
Doctor: Do we stop?
The medical team all reluctantly nod in agreement.
Doctor: Time of death, 19:48.
Divine screams in disbelief as Mohammed looks on as the white blanket covers Abdullahs body. A single tear comes down his cheek as he stands still like a frozen statue. He watches his brother, dead and on to the next life.
……………………….
Divines eyes are red with crying. Mohammed hugs her before handing over a small cup of coffee. He breathes hard before wiping away at his eyes, reddening his skin. Two officers come into the visitors room and approach the pair.
Officer: Mr Al Thani?
Al Thani: Yes?
Officer: I’m officer Downey and this is officer Wilson. We are so sorry for your loss.
Mohammed nods in appreciation.
Officer: We know this is not good timing but we need you two to come to the station with us regarding Abdullahs death. (Looking at Divine) Now you told us of a break in earlier with writing smeared on the walls miss?
Divine: Yes.
Officer: Well Doctors here found your brother with his life support turned off without consent. They tried to save him but it is believed someone dressed as a nurse, went into the ward turned the support machine off on purpose. We are looking at CCTV and will do everything it takes to find this person.
Al Thani: You mean you are telling me-
Officer: We believe your brother was murdered.
………………………..
My head….
This pain is searing to the point my head feels like it’s double in sized and about to explode and splatter all over my office room.
This pain I am feeling is unbearable. Like my heart has frozen in time and stopped ticking.
I feel like the world has stopped in time with this loss. I didn’t think he would still have a thorn that wrapped around my heart long enough to be loved and adored.
But at the same I am angry. Someone has done this to my brother and someone has fuelled hate through my veins that they are bulging and my eyes want to pop with pressure. This office would be nothing but garbage if I let my anger take control of me.
But instead I am going to use that anger to inflict the severest pain you two will ever receive in your career.
I’m not going to pull out due to this loss because Abdullah would laugh in my face for starters and instead of letting the beast out on the negative fashion but burning a unnecessary hole in my wallet, I am going to unleash the anger to retain my championship.
I am like a fire, I hurt to the touch and I may start off small but when fuelled I capture more terrain and cremate everything in my path into nothing but ash!!! I can’t be stopped or controlled unless something kills me.
GET THAT INTO YOUR SKULLS YOU TWO! THAT’S THE MOOD I AM IN AND THE PASSION I WILL SHOW AT LEGACY!!
As tears flow down my cheeks and as my hands shake vigorously, I stand here a man hell bent with Allah’s support on honouring my fallen brother by ending the careers of two amateurs who stand around believing they can control the ring when facing me! Big mistake gentlemen.
Guernica….You got lucky against me. Not against Rob and Aaron, they just plain sucked. My focus wasn’t on me, now my eyes with a tint of red submerged in them wants to do one thing…
You’re nothing. You’re just a spot monkey that flips when asked and fed out of the palm of a filthy Mexican promoters hand. You’re garbage entertainer….NOT A WRESTLER! Luchadors may have some cool twisty moves but that won’t fucking stop you getting knocked the fuck out by my fists!! You can be as speedy as you want, escaping holds, flying in the air like a free bird, but I am the hunter with a smoking rifle ready to take you out, and you are my prey that I will hunt and consume! Flips won’t stop you from broken bones and a wheelchair reserved for you in the hospital.
….
Pfft Luchas, they piss me off so much. I mean who the fuck has seen a lucha be a WORLD superstar? None, they all stay where they came from because they can’t handle more than one style of wrestling because they suck poorer than a newborn suckling on a breast!
And as for you Alex….
You have been waiting for quiet some time for this shot. I don’t hate you for complaining for that. But what I do hate you for is for manipulating my head of security DaMarius for believing that what I am doing for him was wrong. YOU DON’T KNOW HIM! HE NEEDS DISCIPLINE! NOT YOUR FOUL TONGUE! You are the typical idiotic American that HAS to intervene. HAS to do it! Not your place and not your time but no, you must make a statement. Soldiers must obey orders to better themselves, I was doing that with him.
Now you’ve made this personal, Assassin.
You are impressive, there’s no mistake about that, but you are way out of your league with me. You let your American ego do the talking, but come the walking assassin the only walking you will need to do is the to walk inside the ambulance doors that take you to the hospital! Alexander when do you realise that I am the alpha male that can adapt in camouflage of all environments, all weather, all terrain and the fact that it will defend, seek and strike ANY PREDATOR AND PREY that tries to over take it from it’s throne.
You are a shark attacking seals, you go for the little prey that can’t bite your back deeper than how you bite them to kill them off. You can’t take a bite out of the bigger beasts swimming the oceans Atwater. I am not a seal, nor an equivalent of same size. You cannot conquer me. I can’t like that happen, I won’t let that happen. For my brother whose fallen under his sword, I will give him the head of the American Assassin and the Mask of Guernica to rest his soul.
I will use your pride to think you can strike me, but that inexperience of yours will be seen and then your pride will be nothing more than a lump in the throat when you realise the Assassin is now the target with the dot on his head.
Gentlemen, you must realise that this ongoing unexpected turn of events for me will only mean that your passages to the next life is about to happen sooner than you wanted. This fire is burning alive and it does not want to get consumed! I’m not going to forgive myself this time for my words but fuck off if you think you both have a chance! Fuck off for believing that you have a chance and a BIG fuck off for thinking this will go to your advantage.
I am going to fucking kill you, for him.
Brother;
Brother, can you hear me?
It’s me. I normally pray to Allah for extra strength. But this time I am asking it from you.
I know you are angry, I’m angry too.
I know how emotional you are with what went down.
(Cackling in the throat and breathing in hard through the nose)
But I am here to tell you the pain is gone for good. I will find those that did this to you and that will take time.
(The sound of crying can be heard and tears falling down.)
I am reaching at to you brother, but not with a hand…but with my fist!
I will avenge you! We may have clashed but no one takes away a member of the family and gets away with it! We will with our powers combined through spirit that cannot be matched inside the ring and outside in the world. I will start this with the mask of Guernica and the head of the American Assassin.
I will fight them with a power never before seen!
I will win with that power never before seen!
Then whoever did this to you will shake as they soon realise death awaits them!!
You’re going to have to kill me to take the Invictus title off me men!
For you Abdullah.
Al Thani: لا راحة للأشرار. (No rest for the wicked.)
Mohammeds mobile phone goes off and illuminates Divine’s picture. He types a few more words into his excel file before saving the file and going to answer the call.
Al Thani: يا جميلة. لا يمكن الحديث بقدر لدي على فعل ذلك قبل أن أذهب لرؤية عبد الله.(Hey beautiful. Can’t talk much as I have to get this done before I go to see Abdullah.)
There’s a pause to begin with.
Al Thani: Divine?
Divine (In a panicked tone): محمد، شخص ما قد اقتحم المنزل! الحصول على أكثر من هنا الآن! (Mohammed, someone has broken into the house! Get over here NOW!!!)
Mohammed panics and immediately picks up his keys and storms out of his office. He shouts to his assistant to close up as he dashes to his custom made Ferrari. He storms into the car and blunts his seatbelt tight as the tyres burn from him spinning the wheels as he speeds out of the parking lot and heads for home.
Minutes later Al Thani parks up and runs out of car to dash straight into the apartment. He kicks the door open and goes to hug Divine, who is shaking in fear. He hugs her tightly and kisses her forehead.
Al Thani: هل أنت بخير؟ (Are you alright?)
Divine: أنا بخير، أنا بخير. (I’m fine, I’m fine.)
Al Thani looks around his house to see the damage.
Al Thani: أنها لم تأخذ أي شيء؟ (Did they take anything?)
Divine shakes her head much to Mohammeds confusion. He softly puts his hand over her shoulder before pouring her a glass of water to help ease her shock.
Al Thani: حتى أنها لم تأخذ أي شيء (So they didn’t take anything.)
Divine: لا لم يفعلوا ذلك. (No they didn’t.)
Al Thani: لذلك كان المخربون حطموا النوافذ؟ (So it was vandals smashing windows?)
Divine: لا كسروا في ... .. (No they broke in…..)
Mohammed is confused as to why someone would break in but not take anything at all. Divine drinks a gulp of cold water before staring directly at him.
Divine: محمد .... أنت بحاجة الى ان نرى هذا. (Mohammed….You need to see this.)
Divine holds Mohammeds hand gently and guides him to the living room. They walk into the living room as she points to the wall. Mohammeds eyes widen open.
وسوف نأتي لأولئك الذين يساعدون عبدالله. والله لن يساعدك.(WE WILL COME FOR THOSE WHO HELP ABDULLAH. ALLAH WON’T HELP YOU.)
Mohammed dashes to the wall and tries to wipe off the paint but it is already seeped in the wallpaper and half dried into it. He starts to foam at the mouth with anger before he starts to suddenly feel the vibration shaking his clothing and his leg as his phone goes off again. He gets the phone and thuds answering it in anger.
Al Thani: Now is not a good time!
Mohammed pauses before his mouth widens open like he is in disbelief.
Al Thani: Wait….what? WE’RE ON OUR WAY!
………………………..
Mohammed and Divine dash into the ward of the general hospital. They push into people by accident as they dash to ward 8. Breathing heavy, with sweat pouring down them, they try to dash through the heavy doors of the emergency room but are met with nurses. Al Thani’s face is frozen as he looks down at his brother, Abdullah, flat lining on his bed. A nurse continues to deliver CPR and push down heavy on his chest to get him breathing once again.
Al Thani: LET ME SEE MY BROTHER!!
Nurse: We can’t let you in!
Al Thani: NO LET ME IN!
Nurse: We can’t let non medical staff in!
They force him out as they hear the sounds of the beeping from the heart monitor. The nurse comes in with the shock pads as they set the voltage up and get ready to try and bring him back to life.
Nurse: CLEAR!
The pads shock his body up but he slumps back to the ground with the beeping still going off and his heart not beating. Divine tears up as she clings tight to Mohammed. The nurse ups the voltage of the pads and brazes them together.
Nurse: CLEAR!
The pads go off again and shock Abdullahs body shocks up but slumps down once again as the heart still isn’t beating again.
Al Thani: ABDULLAH!!!!!
The nurse puts the voltage up one more time as they work tirelessly to bring him back to life. They braze the pads before they all look at each other.
Nurse:
The pads shock the body once again but there is still a flat line. They all look at each other, conceding the worse has happened.
Nurse: Doctor he’s gone…
Doctor: Do we stop?
The medical team all reluctantly nod in agreement.
Doctor: Time of death, 19:48.
Divine screams in disbelief as Mohammed looks on as the white blanket covers Abdullahs body. A single tear comes down his cheek as he stands still like a frozen statue. He watches his brother, dead and on to the next life.
……………………….
Divines eyes are red with crying. Mohammed hugs her before handing over a small cup of coffee. He breathes hard before wiping away at his eyes, reddening his skin. Two officers come into the visitors room and approach the pair.
Officer: Mr Al Thani?
Al Thani: Yes?
Officer: I’m officer Downey and this is officer Wilson. We are so sorry for your loss.
Mohammed nods in appreciation.
Officer: We know this is not good timing but we need you two to come to the station with us regarding Abdullahs death. (Looking at Divine) Now you told us of a break in earlier with writing smeared on the walls miss?
Divine: Yes.
Officer: Well Doctors here found your brother with his life support turned off without consent. They tried to save him but it is believed someone dressed as a nurse, went into the ward turned the support machine off on purpose. We are looking at CCTV and will do everything it takes to find this person.
Al Thani: You mean you are telling me-
Officer: We believe your brother was murdered.
………………………..
My head….
This pain is searing to the point my head feels like it’s double in sized and about to explode and splatter all over my office room.
This pain I am feeling is unbearable. Like my heart has frozen in time and stopped ticking.
I feel like the world has stopped in time with this loss. I didn’t think he would still have a thorn that wrapped around my heart long enough to be loved and adored.
But at the same I am angry. Someone has done this to my brother and someone has fuelled hate through my veins that they are bulging and my eyes want to pop with pressure. This office would be nothing but garbage if I let my anger take control of me.
But instead I am going to use that anger to inflict the severest pain you two will ever receive in your career.
I’m not going to pull out due to this loss because Abdullah would laugh in my face for starters and instead of letting the beast out on the negative fashion but burning a unnecessary hole in my wallet, I am going to unleash the anger to retain my championship.
I am like a fire, I hurt to the touch and I may start off small but when fuelled I capture more terrain and cremate everything in my path into nothing but ash!!! I can’t be stopped or controlled unless something kills me.
GET THAT INTO YOUR SKULLS YOU TWO! THAT’S THE MOOD I AM IN AND THE PASSION I WILL SHOW AT LEGACY!!
As tears flow down my cheeks and as my hands shake vigorously, I stand here a man hell bent with Allah’s support on honouring my fallen brother by ending the careers of two amateurs who stand around believing they can control the ring when facing me! Big mistake gentlemen.
Guernica….You got lucky against me. Not against Rob and Aaron, they just plain sucked. My focus wasn’t on me, now my eyes with a tint of red submerged in them wants to do one thing…
You’re nothing. You’re just a spot monkey that flips when asked and fed out of the palm of a filthy Mexican promoters hand. You’re garbage entertainer….NOT A WRESTLER! Luchadors may have some cool twisty moves but that won’t fucking stop you getting knocked the fuck out by my fists!! You can be as speedy as you want, escaping holds, flying in the air like a free bird, but I am the hunter with a smoking rifle ready to take you out, and you are my prey that I will hunt and consume! Flips won’t stop you from broken bones and a wheelchair reserved for you in the hospital.
….
Pfft Luchas, they piss me off so much. I mean who the fuck has seen a lucha be a WORLD superstar? None, they all stay where they came from because they can’t handle more than one style of wrestling because they suck poorer than a newborn suckling on a breast!
And as for you Alex….
You have been waiting for quiet some time for this shot. I don’t hate you for complaining for that. But what I do hate you for is for manipulating my head of security DaMarius for believing that what I am doing for him was wrong. YOU DON’T KNOW HIM! HE NEEDS DISCIPLINE! NOT YOUR FOUL TONGUE! You are the typical idiotic American that HAS to intervene. HAS to do it! Not your place and not your time but no, you must make a statement. Soldiers must obey orders to better themselves, I was doing that with him.
Now you’ve made this personal, Assassin.
You are impressive, there’s no mistake about that, but you are way out of your league with me. You let your American ego do the talking, but come the walking assassin the only walking you will need to do is the to walk inside the ambulance doors that take you to the hospital! Alexander when do you realise that I am the alpha male that can adapt in camouflage of all environments, all weather, all terrain and the fact that it will defend, seek and strike ANY PREDATOR AND PREY that tries to over take it from it’s throne.
You are a shark attacking seals, you go for the little prey that can’t bite your back deeper than how you bite them to kill them off. You can’t take a bite out of the bigger beasts swimming the oceans Atwater. I am not a seal, nor an equivalent of same size. You cannot conquer me. I can’t like that happen, I won’t let that happen. For my brother whose fallen under his sword, I will give him the head of the American Assassin and the Mask of Guernica to rest his soul.
I will use your pride to think you can strike me, but that inexperience of yours will be seen and then your pride will be nothing more than a lump in the throat when you realise the Assassin is now the target with the dot on his head.
Gentlemen, you must realise that this ongoing unexpected turn of events for me will only mean that your passages to the next life is about to happen sooner than you wanted. This fire is burning alive and it does not want to get consumed! I’m not going to forgive myself this time for my words but fuck off if you think you both have a chance! Fuck off for believing that you have a chance and a BIG fuck off for thinking this will go to your advantage.
I am going to fucking kill you, for him.
Brother;
Brother, can you hear me?
It’s me. I normally pray to Allah for extra strength. But this time I am asking it from you.
I know you are angry, I’m angry too.
I know how emotional you are with what went down.
(Cackling in the throat and breathing in hard through the nose)
But I am here to tell you the pain is gone for good. I will find those that did this to you and that will take time.
(The sound of crying can be heard and tears falling down.)
I am reaching at to you brother, but not with a hand…but with my fist!
I will avenge you! We may have clashed but no one takes away a member of the family and gets away with it! We will with our powers combined through spirit that cannot be matched inside the ring and outside in the world. I will start this with the mask of Guernica and the head of the American Assassin.
I will fight them with a power never before seen!
I will win with that power never before seen!
Then whoever did this to you will shake as they soon realise death awaits them!!
You’re going to have to kill me to take the Invictus title off me men!
For you Abdullah.
Well howdy there pardner.