Post by Freya Kane on Apr 16, 2017 19:52:45 GMT
We open up on the lakeside compound we’ve come to know as the home of the Spencer Family since leaving the farm, inside the small house we find Abigail standing in the middle of the living room area, kneeling in front of the fire, kneeling around her are Spencer, Ricky, and Jeb. Each of them has their heads bowed in reference as Abigail plays with something in the fire.
“Each time we’ve stepped in between those ropes, each of us has failed.”
Abigail turns her head to the side, almost as if she is fascinated by the fire as she pokes and prods.
“Clearly our methods our failin’ us.”
Jeb shuffles nervously as embers from the fire flicker away from it and illuminate the room. Ricky and Spencer don’t even flinch however.
“For weeks we have been goin’ out there an’ spreadin; our message only for it ta’ fall on deaf ears. The people don’t listen to us, they don’t accept us. They look down at us, they mock us….they’ll pay, oh boy will they pay. When HIS wrath is wrought, the world will fall….an’ only those who follow his true path shall be spared…..an’ right now my brothers, that...is you an’ me…”
Now Abigail slowly makes her way to her feet, pulling a long piece of steel out of the fire with it, at the end of the steel is a red hot brand, with some sort of cross looking logo on it, but as the glow glares we can’t quite make out what the extra bits of it are.
“We, each of us have failed in our duty….an’ our punishments have not pushed us to succeed, so now…..now we take the next step, and we push on….”
Abigail turns now to face her brothers, she nods her head and almost in unison Ricky and Spencer both grab an arm each of poor Jeb who begins to whimper as they do. He struggles a little, but not enough to cause too much of a ruckus. Abigail reaches forwards and rips his shirt down the front, she leans forwards and kisses him on the cheek.
“Do not fret mah dear Jebediah. You are but the first of us to bear His mark.”
Tears begin to run down Jeb’s cheeks as his eyes are fixed on the brand held just above where he’s being forced to kneel.
“We each shall wear it proudly, as we wage His holy war…..but you mah dear Jebediah, are His chosen….and you shall be His first.”
Abigail takes a half step back and reaches forwards with the brand, Jeb slams his eyes shut awaiting the searing flesh but suddenly, almost out of nowhere a hand appears out of the darkness and grabs the brand, pulling it out of Abigails hand, and throwing it to the side.
“No!”
The voice catches everyone by surprise, the brothers let go of Jeb, who’s tears are staining what is left of his shirt, his eyes wide with shock and joy at the same time. Abigail looks at the person with a mixture of shock and fury, as Buck Spencer stands in the room now, a look of anger on his face.
“This is not the way.”
A sense of relief can be seen on the faces of the three brothers, Buck had returned to them after weeks, after they had been forced to live under Abigail….but there was something different about him. Abigail sneered down her nose at him.
“An’ who do you presume ta’ think you are!”
“The same man ah’ve always been Abby. The same man you sent away, the same man who is the only member of this family to have a god damn victory in this company….an’ the same man who is tellin’ you now, this is NOT how we treat our family, it just ain’t….do you hear me!?”
The tension fills the air as the two stand off, the fire to the side flickers, as the three brothers are still off to the side, unsure of how to act. Then almost out of the blue, Abigail rushes to Buck and flings her arms around him, embracing him.
“Mah dear Bucky, ah’m so glad you’ve returned”
Buck places his arms around his sister as he shoots a look across to his brothers, Jeb is still weeping, but seems so overjoyed to see his brother, however Abigail’s face betrays her words, and her embrace, as the look on her face is one of anger, and deep determination.
“Each time we’ve stepped in between those ropes, each of us has failed.”
Abigail turns her head to the side, almost as if she is fascinated by the fire as she pokes and prods.
“Clearly our methods our failin’ us.”
Jeb shuffles nervously as embers from the fire flicker away from it and illuminate the room. Ricky and Spencer don’t even flinch however.
“For weeks we have been goin’ out there an’ spreadin; our message only for it ta’ fall on deaf ears. The people don’t listen to us, they don’t accept us. They look down at us, they mock us….they’ll pay, oh boy will they pay. When HIS wrath is wrought, the world will fall….an’ only those who follow his true path shall be spared…..an’ right now my brothers, that...is you an’ me…”
Now Abigail slowly makes her way to her feet, pulling a long piece of steel out of the fire with it, at the end of the steel is a red hot brand, with some sort of cross looking logo on it, but as the glow glares we can’t quite make out what the extra bits of it are.
“We, each of us have failed in our duty….an’ our punishments have not pushed us to succeed, so now…..now we take the next step, and we push on….”
Abigail turns now to face her brothers, she nods her head and almost in unison Ricky and Spencer both grab an arm each of poor Jeb who begins to whimper as they do. He struggles a little, but not enough to cause too much of a ruckus. Abigail reaches forwards and rips his shirt down the front, she leans forwards and kisses him on the cheek.
“Do not fret mah dear Jebediah. You are but the first of us to bear His mark.”
Tears begin to run down Jeb’s cheeks as his eyes are fixed on the brand held just above where he’s being forced to kneel.
“We each shall wear it proudly, as we wage His holy war…..but you mah dear Jebediah, are His chosen….and you shall be His first.”
Abigail takes a half step back and reaches forwards with the brand, Jeb slams his eyes shut awaiting the searing flesh but suddenly, almost out of nowhere a hand appears out of the darkness and grabs the brand, pulling it out of Abigails hand, and throwing it to the side.
“No!”
The voice catches everyone by surprise, the brothers let go of Jeb, who’s tears are staining what is left of his shirt, his eyes wide with shock and joy at the same time. Abigail looks at the person with a mixture of shock and fury, as Buck Spencer stands in the room now, a look of anger on his face.
“This is not the way.”
A sense of relief can be seen on the faces of the three brothers, Buck had returned to them after weeks, after they had been forced to live under Abigail….but there was something different about him. Abigail sneered down her nose at him.
“An’ who do you presume ta’ think you are!”
“The same man ah’ve always been Abby. The same man you sent away, the same man who is the only member of this family to have a god damn victory in this company….an’ the same man who is tellin’ you now, this is NOT how we treat our family, it just ain’t….do you hear me!?”
The tension fills the air as the two stand off, the fire to the side flickers, as the three brothers are still off to the side, unsure of how to act. Then almost out of the blue, Abigail rushes to Buck and flings her arms around him, embracing him.
“Mah dear Bucky, ah’m so glad you’ve returned”
Buck places his arms around his sister as he shoots a look across to his brothers, Jeb is still weeping, but seems so overjoyed to see his brother, however Abigail’s face betrays her words, and her embrace, as the look on her face is one of anger, and deep determination.
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Ah’ve been made ta eat crow on more than one occasion since ah stepped foot in this company, but it hasn’t stopped me. D’ya think mah words can be silenced so easily? Ya dead wrong. It’ll take more than bein’ knocked down, or knocked out ta put out the fire that is mah faith. Ya see, ah have it, deep within me, burnin’ inside of me. It guides me, it picks me up in mah darkest times, and it keeps me goin’.....no matter what…..no matter when….even through mah darkest days…
This fire burns.
Always.
But, ask, and you shall receive. Pray, and He delivers….a second chance has been delivered to us all. For the Diamond in the Rough ended….and all of us who failed, every single one of us, has been given a second chance, another chance to earn our place inside the Iron Maiden…..as if it was some form of divine intervention. Fifteen women shall enter, but only one will walk away with their prize, who amongst you feels confident enough to claim it? We’re all pretty new at this, most of us ain’t hardly been doin’ this for a few weeks, maybe a few months but there’s one or two who been doin’ this a while….probably ain’t too happy they’re bein’ lumped in with the rest of us.
The likes of Ashley Mastrangelo, Fiona McFly, and Alicia Lukas.
Y’all ain’t like the rest of us, y’all ain’t “diamonds in the rough” but here y’all are. Slummin’ it with the rest of us, scrappin’ and fightin’ for that one last place. It only takes one moment, one second, a tiny little loss of concentration and you’re dumped over the ropes and to the outside….and you’re gone. Don’t matter how much of a veteran you are, don’t matter what championships you’ve won, don’t matter where you’ve wrestled before…..it only takes a moment.
As for mah sisters?
For the rest of mah diamonds in the rough?
Yeah, we didn’t win, we didn’t earn that name….but it’ll stick with us wherever we go. We came into this company with a goal, with a mission….yours was different to mine. Y’all wanted ta be the next big star, tha next big thing. Y’all wanted ta walk into this company and have all eyes on you to fill your egos….but not me, nope. Ah wanted the ears of the world, ah just wanted ta spread mah word, ta spread His word...but nobody listened, nobody does….y’all just dismiss me like ah’m nobody….an’ ah’m fed up of it, ah’ve had enough…
So ah’m goin to go out there and MAKE y’all listen ta me.
Ah’m goin to go out there and MAKE y’all pay attention.
Even if ah have to do it one by one, you WILL pay attention, you WILL listen….you will heed His words, you will follow His path….through me you will find salvation….
Or burn.
[/color]Ah’ve been made ta eat crow on more than one occasion since ah stepped foot in this company, but it hasn’t stopped me. D’ya think mah words can be silenced so easily? Ya dead wrong. It’ll take more than bein’ knocked down, or knocked out ta put out the fire that is mah faith. Ya see, ah have it, deep within me, burnin’ inside of me. It guides me, it picks me up in mah darkest times, and it keeps me goin’.....no matter what…..no matter when….even through mah darkest days…
This fire burns.
Always.
But, ask, and you shall receive. Pray, and He delivers….a second chance has been delivered to us all. For the Diamond in the Rough ended….and all of us who failed, every single one of us, has been given a second chance, another chance to earn our place inside the Iron Maiden…..as if it was some form of divine intervention. Fifteen women shall enter, but only one will walk away with their prize, who amongst you feels confident enough to claim it? We’re all pretty new at this, most of us ain’t hardly been doin’ this for a few weeks, maybe a few months but there’s one or two who been doin’ this a while….probably ain’t too happy they’re bein’ lumped in with the rest of us.
The likes of Ashley Mastrangelo, Fiona McFly, and Alicia Lukas.
Y’all ain’t like the rest of us, y’all ain’t “diamonds in the rough” but here y’all are. Slummin’ it with the rest of us, scrappin’ and fightin’ for that one last place. It only takes one moment, one second, a tiny little loss of concentration and you’re dumped over the ropes and to the outside….and you’re gone. Don’t matter how much of a veteran you are, don’t matter what championships you’ve won, don’t matter where you’ve wrestled before…..it only takes a moment.
As for mah sisters?
For the rest of mah diamonds in the rough?
Yeah, we didn’t win, we didn’t earn that name….but it’ll stick with us wherever we go. We came into this company with a goal, with a mission….yours was different to mine. Y’all wanted ta be the next big star, tha next big thing. Y’all wanted ta walk into this company and have all eyes on you to fill your egos….but not me, nope. Ah wanted the ears of the world, ah just wanted ta spread mah word, ta spread His word...but nobody listened, nobody does….y’all just dismiss me like ah’m nobody….an’ ah’m fed up of it, ah’ve had enough…
So ah’m goin to go out there and MAKE y’all listen ta me.
Ah’m goin to go out there and MAKE y’all pay attention.
Even if ah have to do it one by one, you WILL pay attention, you WILL listen….you will heed His words, you will follow His path….through me you will find salvation….
Or burn.
Well howdy there pardner.