Post by James Nightingale on Mar 27, 2021 18:08:30 GMT -5
Backstage at Timebomb, Alice wanders the corridors of the Hoosier Arena, searching for her husband. James Nightingale’s mental health has deteriorated even further than its usual unstable level since his crushing defeat to Spencer Adams in their Chamber qualifying match.
She turns another corner and comes across James’s fellow Lost Breed brothers, Mathias Mintzel and Downfall.
“Well, where is he?” asks Alice.
They both turn to each other then back to ‘The Hard as Fuck Girl’, both appear unaware of Nightingale’s location. Downfall shrugs, whilst Mintzel has his usual expressionless look spread across his face.
“Haven’t seen him recently,” replies Mintzel.
Alice looks annoyed at Mintzel’s lack of empathy, she shakes her head at him.
“Are you not the slightest bit concerned, Butterly? After all, it was your failure to control your retarded lackey that caused James’s defeat to Spencer”.
Mintzel looks unfazed by Alice’s accusation.
“And we know this latest relapse in James’s mental health spawned from that bloody loss, so maybe I should blame you for that too?”
Mintzel begins to look annoyed.
“I get it, Alice... I fucked up with my handling of NATE. But you know I’m all in with James. I had his back at Revolution, and I’ll continue to have it tonight, though I’m confident he will be able to handle NATE all by himself”.
Alice nods in approval towards Mintzel, for his somewhat acceptance of blame as-well-as his continued loyalty to Nightingale, she then turns to Downfall.
“And what do you have to say for yourself? You haven’t exactly been pulling your weight around here recently”.
“I’m…”
As Downfall begins to defend himself, Adrian comes running around the corner.
“Alice… I’ve found him”.
“Well, where the hell is he?” asks Alice.
Adrian has a concerned look on his face.
“I found him sitting by himself in a room on the other side of the arena,” he replies.
“Well then, take me to him at once,” Alice demands.
Adrian still looks concerned, he remains stood in place.
“He is sitting in the room… talking to himself”.
Alice releases a loud sigh. She takes a moment to recompose herself before taking a deep breath.
“Take me to him… now”.
Adrian nods, then begins to lead Alice, Mintzel and Downfall to the other side of the arena where Nightingale is by himself.
Nightingale sits by himself inside a secluded room in a quiet part of the arena. Sat on a chair facing the wall, he continues to wear the same tired looking suit he had worn to the last two episodes of Monday Night Clash. It has a mixture of blood spattered across it, some from NATE’s mouth after being punted in the face by Nightingale last week after being forced to Kiss The Angel of Death’s foot. The rest is from a young MS-13 prospect who suffered a vicious beating from Nightingale two weeks ago.
Nightingale rocks back and forth whilst sitting down. He appears fidgety, pulling at the arms of his suit jacket. He turns his head over his right shoulder as if he has company in the room.
“It should be me taking my rightful place in the chamber tonight. I had Spencer beat, yet another opportunity managed to slip through my fingers, all because of that disgusting, vile mongrel, NATE”.
She appears from behind me, as soon as I see her excellency, I fall to her feet. She stands over me, raising her powerful lamp high in the air. Her lamp has often been the guiding light I have sought when my mind has wandered deep into the darkness.
“Look how far you have fallen,” her words cut deep.
“I know my Matriarch, I have failed you again, when you helped save me from my previous self, I vowed to you I would carry out your mission, to eradicate the weak so we could reign supreme. To complete our mission, I need to become World Champion, yet that abomination cost me my rightful place… I HATE HIM!”
“They do not fear you anymore… they do not respect you”.
“What else must I do… I’ve reigned blood down since I arrived upon these shores seventeen months ago, I have bludgeoned, disfigured, tormented, I’ve even killed for our cause. But I haven’t killed in the ring, yet…”
I begin to laugh hysterically, why haven’t I thought of this before?
“I AM UNTOUCHABLE!! There is no law here. Maybe it is this country? After all, we’ve seen the police kill innocent people and get away with it. We’ve seen this country’s own President insight anarchy and chaos and walk free from punishment. There is no reason why taking a life in the ring would garner any consequences”.
I feel a smile spread across my face.
“I would like to see the authorities try and take me down. There is not ONE MAN who could contain me… and I have an army… MS-13, who would make easy work of these fat, lazy and corrupted American pigs!”
I stand up, filled with confidence.
“I AM GOING TO KILL NATE... TONIGHT!! I AM GOING TO MURDER HIM IN COLD BLOOD, I’ll DO IT WITH A SONG PLAYING IN MY HEART AND A SMILE ON MY FACE. I WILL SHOW THE REST OF ACTION WRESTLING THE DEPTHS I’LL SINK TOO TO ACHIEVE OUR GOALS!!”
“What of Mintzel?” she asks me. How dare she question his allegiance to me.
“MINTZEL?... Mintzel is my devoted servant. DON’T YOU DARE QUESTION HIS INTEGRITY! He’s a good boy, yes. He knows he is nothing without me, I’ve kept him relevant in Action Wrestling. He needs me, and he’ll stand there and revel in the sight of his master bathing in the blood of his former step-son”.
“This will not be enough tonight. Killing NATE alone will not be enough to achieve our mission. You are failing me, James,” she says with conviction. This angers me greatly.
“HOW DARE YOU! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM? I AM JAMES FUCKING NIGHTINGALE!! I’VE BEATING THE BEST HERE… HOPE… AINSWORTH… KIDSGROVE… FRANK PATRICK VENABLE… NO ONE HAS BEEN MORE IMPRESSIVE IN THEIR FIRST SEVENTEEN MONTHS THAN I HAVE!!”
I corner my beloved Matriarch as I let out my pent up frustration.
“IT’S NOT MY FAULT THAT I CANNOT GET A TITLE OPPORTUNITY… DESTROYING FRANK SHOULD HAVE FAST TRACKED ME INTO THE CHAMBER… WHAT ELSE MUST I DO!?!?
I close my eyes, I regain control of myself, I must not speak to her in such a way, she’ll punish me if I do. An idea enters my thoughts…
“If defeating Frank wasn’t enough for them to notice me… I’ll destroy another legend. I will find one riddled with weakness, and I’ll… make them quit”.
Suddenly the door flings open, my beautiful queen stands there, a concerned look on her face.
“Who the hell are you talking to?” she asks with concern.
She catches me off guard, I turn my head to Alice and fire her a smile. I then turn back to The Matriarch, but she has gone, disappearing once more into the shadows.
I quickly recompose myself, straightening my tie and walk over to my wife, giving her a hug and a small kiss on the cheek.
“No one, my love”.
I notice she is not alone, she is accompanied by Matthias, Downfall, and Adrian.
“Hello, boys”.
I raise my left wrist and check the time.
“Well look at that, it’s almost time for my match. Who’s ready to see a massacre?”
Alice looks concerned, Adrian at least nods in approval. Matthias has his usual faraway look spread across his face, Downfall looks surprisingly interested, is he finally ready to learn from The Angel of Death?
I put an arm on his shoulder.
“Danny, tonight I am going to make a statement to the world. Stay backstage and watch from afar. Study my actions, learning my methods will help you regain your TV Title”.
“Ok James, thank you,” he replies.
I next turn to Adrian.
“Go find NATE, make sure the mongrel hasn’t run away. Drag him to the ring if you have to".
“Yes boss,” he replies, his loyalty is unparalleled.
I begin walking confidently to the part of the arena which houses the entranceway and Action Tron, ready to make my grand entrance to the ring. The thought of killing NATE was exciting me, my heart begins to beat faster. I know what I must do, NATE will be the sacrificial lamb, a reminder to the roster that no one is more deadly than myself… and why they will not overlook me again.
Alice speaks up, “Are you going to at least change out of that suit?”
I stop my walk, and look down at my lovely suit. I run my finger over a dried patch of NATE’s blood.
“No darling, I am appropriately dressed for the occasion”.
I turn around and continue my walk towards the entranceway, and towards NATE’s last dance.
I AM GOING TO KILL HIM TONIGHT…
…and I cannot wait.