Armageddon Is Coming

[Craig]

So much rain these days it seems like but it can't rain all the time. Yes, I just quoted The Crow, come at me bro. I sit in the passenger seat of a car that my best friend, Evan Andrews, is driving. My jaw still feels a bit funky after Jake blasted me with what had to have been a loaded elbow pad. Made me forget for a moment that in my old body that would've put me on the shelf with a concussion. I'm convinced that some how I got a new body. That's it.

Evan read my theories and findings and thinks I'm slowly dipping into insanity. Everyone around me cannot accept the truth. The rain takes my mind off it a little bit but not enough. My shrink thinks I have problems accepting what happened to me as a kid and I'm transferring my thoughts about this into a wild goose chase. The hell does he know about me? That's why I hate shrinks. I keep on drifting into the wild blue yonder until Evan's voice brings me back.

Evan: Everything alright?

I turn to look at him and nod my head. He offered to drive me to the airport today. Nina's about at her wits end with me. Threatened to take the kids and go to her brother's house if I don't knock this off.

Brad: Yeah, I'm fine.

Evan: You sure?

Brad: Yeah. I thank you for your concern but I'm great. Well outside of my jaw still hurting. You think Jake did something fishy?

Evan keeps his focus on the road while mulling it over. He knows Jake well too. Everyone knows Jake Keeton somehow. Just one of those guys in wrestling, kinda like myself.

Evan: It's very possible.

Brad: I want to trust him but he's got that track record of being an asshole like that.

Now I see Evan nodding his head before stopping at a red light. He sighs before glancing over at me.

Evan: Now stop dancing around it, Brad. Why are you still going on about this stuff about a new body and alternate timelines and stuff? You know Nina's close to taking a break from you right? Do you really want that to happen?

Brad: Evan, what do you think? It's not my fault she cannot accept these truths that I've found.

Evan: What makes them true?! Because you say it so? Come on. You're close to losing everything you love for some half brained idea that you're you but you're not you!

I shrug my shoulders. No one can actually understand this. Well, one person, and I need to go talk to him again. Alastair. I look over at Evan before shaking my head.

Brad: I thought you might've understood this but I guess I was wrong. Glad to know that my best friend doesn't even try to look at things from my perspective.

Evan: I have and it doesn't make any sense. You've suffered one too many concussions and you're losing your mind. We all hate seeing it. This is why I'm driving you today. Stay gone until you're right in the head.

Wait, what?

Evan: Nina doesn't want you around your kids, I don't want you around, Freya doesn't believe you and I'm sure Spike doesn't either. Just... stay away.

I don't say anything. Instead I just put on my Beats headphones. Yeah I might look like a douche for wearing them but they're good. Right now I need to lose myself in music after hearing this. No one wants me around. I'm an island unto myself. Time to find Alastair and get to the bottom of this to prove I'm not crazy.

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"Thanks Jake. What more could I say right now but thank you. Thank you for hitting me with what I'm sure wasn't a completely legal elbow pad and nearly breaking my damn jaw on Sunday night. Glad to know that you'd rather go back to being who you were instead of becoming a better man. When we get back into that ring, oh man, if you thought I was dangerous before, just wait Jake, just you wait. I'll get you back for this.

I mean I know we've all been there. Gone against someone who we thought was an honorable man who then in turn did something dirty to win. Sometimes they do it just to gain an advantage to someone who called them out by spraying some red mist in their eyes, hit them with a title. Now I have to team with you, Bushido. What is this all about though? I challenged you like a man and you attack me like a cowardly bitch.

Is this about some sake thing the week before I got into the ring with Alex Jones when I supposedly asked you to attack him? I didn't make that order, Bushido so I don't know where you got that from. Still I'd like us to co-exist at least for this week as we go up against the tag team champions of this company. Do you know what the means to me, Bushido, it means a lot because of one of the men in InFamous.

I think we all know the story by now. I think we should all realize what this match means. Brother against brother this week. Brad against Spike in the middle of that ring in one way or another. I've tagged with my brother before, won titles and generally put people on notice. Ironically one of those teams had Bushido in them and we beat them. Since my neck surgery we've been distant though. I think he feels as if I left him high and dry when we were closing in on some tag titles which were, again really weird, held by Rob Diamond.

It's amazing how this match blends together the last time Spike and I teamed with one another so neatly into one match. Spike, my brother, we get into that ring again this week. Seems like every single time we're against one another something big happens. We brawl all around arenas, make one another bleed and then there is the whole fact of myself stabbing your hand with a rail road tie which I wanted to end your career.

You came back from it, scar and all, to become Rob Diamond's butt buddy. It's like I've been replaced as your brother sometimes. Though its not like I haven't replaced you either. Seems like we've just drifted apart again after a couple of years. Maybe its because we just really can't stand each other. It's been well documented that Spike and I don't have the best brotherly relationship in the world. We've tried it so many times and it's always blown up in our faces.

We look the same but we have never thought the same. I've done things Spike hasn't approved of and I've done things he's hasn't approved of. I love my brother but I just... I just don't like him. Terrible to say but its the truth. I have to be honest with him. I mean the guy wasn't even at any of my children's birthday parties despite my invitations to them. No gifts, nothing. Kinda stings me a bit to see it but that's just how my life works.

Everyone I love goes away in the end.

So maybe I would take up Rob Diamond up on his offer of trying to kill me. Then again I'd die by Rob Diamond's hands and that would be a terrible way to go out. Never liked you Diamond, never will. I think you're a man child who throws little fits when he doesn't get his way. Right now, what you're going through from what I've heard, is karma. Karma has come around to get you, Diamond. I mean it makes sense with all the outlandish and bullshit things you've said and done.

Take your claims of so many sex tapes so you can look like the ultimate bad ass. Take the fact that you once nearly married a woman with the body of a 12 year old boy. Take the fact that you hung around a biggest pile of shit named Steve Awesome for quite some time. Rob, I could go on forever in the reasons to why I think you're a vile pile of garbage but no one has time for that, least of all me. 

I know you're pissed off. I know you want to kill people but if Lex Sense failed to kill me then what chance do you have to doing that when you look at myself and Bushido as Criminal Intent. What chance do you have of killing a man that has taken every single thing that life has thrown at him, put him through the blender and come out looking better then ever. You name it, Diamond, and I've been through it before, Rob.

So this rage you're feeling towards those two is something I live with when people like you open their mouth and talk. I mean a man can only hear the same things he's said for the last five years out of someone else's mouth. How the rage makes you apathetic towards winning, you only want to cause pain. That's my life, Rob. That is how I've had to deal with wrestling because of smart mouthed little pricks like you.

You beg and you plead for this or that. I don't care, Rob. For once in my life I can honestly say I don't care about someone else's misfortune. You have it coming. Everything you're going through you have it coming to you. Its nice to know there is justice in the universe sometimes and right now you're walkin' proof of it.

So Monday night isn't a funeral. Its not some tune up fight for you and Spike. No. This is business as usual. Both of you are pissed and I don't care. InFamous means nothing to me in the scheme of my life. I love you brother, but you and Rob, I just don't care."