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Date Posted: 17:24:37 06/16/03 Mon
Author: No name
Subject: Re: 123
In reply to: 's message, "Re: 123" on 16:19:02 06/09/03 Mon

{The mind is a very dangerous attribute, capable of destruction within any individual. What causes such mindless corruption, even within the simplest and unlikely mortal? Quite basic in the least, a single act which drives the sanity out of any being. Both wars which brought the entire world into consideration is a prime example of this concept....yet a different form of war is beginning to permeate into reality....one that’s changing one’s soul for the worst....another’s future still hanging in the balance of one single misfortune of some other....

....An entire full moon is brought into view as we gaze into the night sky. Stars fill the sky, a single thin, long cloud drifts by the moon slowly as a lonely nightingale cries off in the distance before taking flight. Zooming backwards, a giant maple wisps within the night breeze and a pair of legs are seen crossed, just in view. This maple tree is overlooking a large pond within this clearing, a jeep is parked about twenty feet off to the right of the tree. We start to move forward to the tree, the legs move for a brief moment, adjusting for comfort. While doing so a mumbling his heard faintly, until reaching the man behind the tree, that being Mike Allen with a humongous bruise from Chase’s attack this past Friday, which his face shows a quite twisted demeanor as he continues to talk to himself.}

Allen: I know you were right!

Allen: {within Allen’s mind}Aren’t I always?

Allen: Yes, yet it’s always this cocky attitude which has gotten be nowhere of meaning within the ICWF!

Allen:How about your Television title victory? How about beating the newly crown World champion Handy Man?

Allen: Point taken, though what happen when I lost to Andrew Logan in my first Television title defense? What happened when a week later from defeating Handy Man, not myself if I may add, I lost to him in a World Title shot?

Allen: But you did bring both of them to their limits, bringing a new face to your resp....

Allen: SHUT UP!!!! I lost that’s that! I don’t think...no....I know I don’t deserve any respect within the ICWF because where does that get you?....uh?....a ruined life, that’s right. I was riding the high life after my short run with the Television title, and battling Logan for that title in two grueling matches. Where did that get me?

Allen: Here

Allen: Where? What in the living f**k do you mean by here? Yes ODJ brought me back for one more crack at this ‘High Life,’ Yet I come and lose to Brett Archer....how pathetic is that? That fellow is paretically dead.

Allen: Aren’t you?....

{Mike looks down to a clenched, clearly holding something. With a twitch a quick glimpse into Mike’s inner thoughts shows himself and Emily sitting next to this exact tree, prior to her ‘disappearance.’ They are sharing a romantic candlelight picnic under a half moon, shining into the pond fading quickly back to Mike, bringing a tear to Mike’s eyes, as he wipes them away.}

Allen: I don’t ever want to feel like I did that day, ever....

Allen: Who wouldn’t? TLS changed you’re whole life, bringing a new beginning to the both of us....

Allen: Both of us? What the hell are you talking about? You should know damn well that you are me!

Allen: ....and you am I....a new beginning is afoot, better as well accept it boy. Ever since that unfaithful day you been mourning around like no tomorrow....

Allen: Emm...I still love you....

Allen: Don’t you get it? She left you, all by the influence of The Lost Soul....

Allen: SHUT UP!! You know damn well that I still love her, I KNOW well enough that TLS took her away from me

{This comes in more of a hissing snarl. As Mike’s inner ‘demon’ begins to ponder for a few moments.}

Allen: I might have been underestimating you lad....

Allen: {With the same tone} Quite typical as I do say so myself....wait...it was you holding me back from defeating Archer wasn’t it?

Allen: Catching on quite quickly I see....

Allen: Why?

Allen: What you’ve got to realize is you’re on a mission boy, TLS is ‘Wanted Dead or Alive’ in our book. Since my investment, per se, for you is highly regarded. Archer as well is on a mission, at this time he’s deemed suicidal for any to confront him....

Allen: You wanted me in top shape for Chase at Bad Blood?

Allen: For Chase’s massacre! He humiliated you by dressing as TLS....your whole existence was flushed down to the lower status of humanity....

{Mike opens his palm and revels the condom that Chase has thrown at him on Inferno after his attack on Allen. Mike is nodding slightly and slowly.}

Allen: You know me better then I know myself....

Allen: I’m a part of you now....grow use to it. You’ll need me at Bad Blood when facing Chase and throughout the rest of your career, including this Friday....it’s your only choice Mickey.

Allen: Only choice uh? You mean I even need you when facing that freak M.J. Keenan? I have fought many living legends throughout my short career, yet this fellow is a f**king joke, grade A material.

Use him as an example....for what you must do to Chase....for Emily leaving you....

{Mike jumps up with rage, clenching the condom again in his hand, while turning around then headbutting the tree furiously, chips blasting off everywhere. When turning around he whips the condom into the pool. When we get a good view from Mike’s face, his forehead is bleeding perfusly and a black right eye.}

Allen: DAMMIT!!! Don’t you F**KING UNDERSTAND? TLS took Emm away from me....he should burn and rot in hell for what he did to me!....

(Mike takes his left hand, wipes it across his face then looks at his bloody hand. He flings back his head and wails out in a hideous laugh which lasts for about a dozen seconds.)

Allen: Aaaahhh....you are just beginning to realize what must be done now.....hehehehehehehe....from this point on the ‘Top Gun’ will never be the same agaaaiiin

{The last comes as a very different voice from Mike’s own mouth as he begins to walk towards the jeep while the screen fades to black....

It was once said....”We may rise and fall, but in the end, we’ll meet our fate together.” Will Keenan survive what Mike Allen is to achieve? Will Chase in that matter....only time will tell....}

To Be Continued


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