Post by Psycho Vulcan Sentai (Kaz) on Jan 21, 2020 11:36:55 GMT -5
Hey,
Wake up beautiful.
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I see more faces at night. Faces I can’t put names to.
Young.
Old.
Weathered by years or battles. Some of them are friendly.
But then there’s Him.
His sunken dark skin, cracked and beaten. Bloody lips wrapped around grinning yellow teeth. He laughs at me because I don’t know who he is.
Or I just can’t remember.
He tells me to come home.
“But you’re already home, son.”
The Sun Vulcan Temple garden is harmonious, singing an evening song of warmth and protection. His father kneels before the cherry blossom tree in the middle. SVS is standing further back, his mind a flurry of confusion.
“Pay no mind to these demons that attempt to possess you”, Father says, “They’re another of Hell Soto’s devious tricks.”
SVS drops to his knees next to his father.
“Hell Soto is a deplorable, evil lord”, Sun Vulcan replies, “I’m not sure how he’s capable of this mind moulding, but it scares me Father.”
Father rests his hand gently upon Sun Vulcan’s muscular shoulder.
“Fear not for the future, my son. For nothing is as treacherous as the path in front of you. Take care of what is tangible and the rest will become clear.”
SVS’ mind starts to wander towards Action Wrestling, his match, and what exactly is at stake.
“Victor and I have finally made it to Revolution and our chance at the Cruiserweight Tag Team Championships. This is a match neither of us could have expected, because neither of us expected to make it this far together. It wasn’t too long ago that VHS and I were destined to come to blows...
“But destiny had different plans for us. We’ve clicked together like the last two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, something even teams that have been together for years haven’t been able to accomplish. This is not something to take lightly, nor for granted. Every victory we’ve achieved together has been blockaded by increasingly more difficult challenges. It takes hard work and dedication to accomplish what we have in such a short amount of time. In this time, we’ve formed a mutual respect that’s blossomed into something more.
“That’s why were in this match for the Cruiserweight Tag Team Championships. We’ve staked our claim from the moment we set foot in the ring - together as a unit - at Havoc Rumble. Nobody expected us to make it as far as we did then or now. Now we only have one match left to contend before we take our place in the throws of destiny.
“Our opponents, Pandora and Phoenix LeStrange, have come together out of necessity. Their union is born of fear, anger, and hatred. A world they think would rather see them beaten and broken but fail to realize the danger isn’t at their front door; it’s inside their own homes. It’s not my place to say how they should or shouldn’t handle these matters but I will offer my hand in helping.
“This week? They won’t be gifted that same offer. This week is about Victor Henry Stevens, Sun Vulcan Sentai, and the Cruiserweight Tag Team Championships. It’s about giving the Action Wrestling battleground champions they can be proud of and believe in. It’s about giving everyone out there fighting those everyday battles somebody to fight for them. It’s not about sending a message, it’s about making a statement. We ARE the two to beat in the Cruiserweight division and there will be no more doubt after Revolution.
“Our strength together is enough to beat any demon knocking on our door. Two stalwart pillars in the face of adversity. We don’t fear our demons, our demons fear us.”
SVS presses his hands together in temple and looks up at the cherry blossom tree, but it’s roots have molded, it’s limbs contorted in Lovecraftian twists, it’s blossoming leaves rotted and falling. He looks over to his father but instead the man from his nightmare kneels next to him.
“O’ twy as we might my son, we ca’never twuly defeat our demons.”
The man laughs. That echoing laughter fades into pitch black as the rest of the garden melts in the same demented manner.
Wake up beautiful.
____________________________________________
I see more faces at night. Faces I can’t put names to.
Young.
Old.
Weathered by years or battles. Some of them are friendly.
But then there’s Him.
His sunken dark skin, cracked and beaten. Bloody lips wrapped around grinning yellow teeth. He laughs at me because I don’t know who he is.
Or I just can’t remember.
He tells me to come home.
“But you’re already home, son.”
The Sun Vulcan Temple garden is harmonious, singing an evening song of warmth and protection. His father kneels before the cherry blossom tree in the middle. SVS is standing further back, his mind a flurry of confusion.
“Pay no mind to these demons that attempt to possess you”, Father says, “They’re another of Hell Soto’s devious tricks.”
SVS drops to his knees next to his father.
“Hell Soto is a deplorable, evil lord”, Sun Vulcan replies, “I’m not sure how he’s capable of this mind moulding, but it scares me Father.”
Father rests his hand gently upon Sun Vulcan’s muscular shoulder.
“Fear not for the future, my son. For nothing is as treacherous as the path in front of you. Take care of what is tangible and the rest will become clear.”
SVS’ mind starts to wander towards Action Wrestling, his match, and what exactly is at stake.
“Victor and I have finally made it to Revolution and our chance at the Cruiserweight Tag Team Championships. This is a match neither of us could have expected, because neither of us expected to make it this far together. It wasn’t too long ago that VHS and I were destined to come to blows...
“But destiny had different plans for us. We’ve clicked together like the last two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, something even teams that have been together for years haven’t been able to accomplish. This is not something to take lightly, nor for granted. Every victory we’ve achieved together has been blockaded by increasingly more difficult challenges. It takes hard work and dedication to accomplish what we have in such a short amount of time. In this time, we’ve formed a mutual respect that’s blossomed into something more.
“That’s why were in this match for the Cruiserweight Tag Team Championships. We’ve staked our claim from the moment we set foot in the ring - together as a unit - at Havoc Rumble. Nobody expected us to make it as far as we did then or now. Now we only have one match left to contend before we take our place in the throws of destiny.
“Our opponents, Pandora and Phoenix LeStrange, have come together out of necessity. Their union is born of fear, anger, and hatred. A world they think would rather see them beaten and broken but fail to realize the danger isn’t at their front door; it’s inside their own homes. It’s not my place to say how they should or shouldn’t handle these matters but I will offer my hand in helping.
“This week? They won’t be gifted that same offer. This week is about Victor Henry Stevens, Sun Vulcan Sentai, and the Cruiserweight Tag Team Championships. It’s about giving the Action Wrestling battleground champions they can be proud of and believe in. It’s about giving everyone out there fighting those everyday battles somebody to fight for them. It’s not about sending a message, it’s about making a statement. We ARE the two to beat in the Cruiserweight division and there will be no more doubt after Revolution.
“Our strength together is enough to beat any demon knocking on our door. Two stalwart pillars in the face of adversity. We don’t fear our demons, our demons fear us.”
SVS presses his hands together in temple and looks up at the cherry blossom tree, but it’s roots have molded, it’s limbs contorted in Lovecraftian twists, it’s blossoming leaves rotted and falling. He looks over to his father but instead the man from his nightmare kneels next to him.
“O’ twy as we might my son, we ca’never twuly defeat our demons.”
The man laughs. That echoing laughter fades into pitch black as the rest of the garden melts in the same demented manner.