Post by AJ Riot on Jun 17, 2011 21:32:11 GMT -5
PrologueAs Rebirth ended two people were swallowed in flames. AJ Riot had only remembered laughing, Blake would finally burn for his sins, and Riot might as well go down for the greater good. Why let yourself live and die unless there is a pure reason? After blacking out Riot awoke with some woman taking care of him. She did not seem happy about it, but she was bound to it somehow. AJ got away from this situation Blake had pulled him out of the fire. He had been an ugly bastard, his hair was singed and his skin seemed to be bleeding everywhere. He smirked at the fallen Universe Champion though and spoke. “You’re right Alex; we could die any second of any day. You wanted to bring down God? … Thank you.”
Have you ever killed a man? It takes a lot out of you, looking in his eyes as he realizes he is going to die. Riot was able to see Blake’s eyes as he had seen the flames engulf them. Yet that very instinct was what gave Blake his second life as he’d pulled AJ out of the fire. Was he still alive, his injuries looked bad from what AJ had saw, even Riot’s injures were not really healed. Add on top of that he’d heard his step brother has suffered another heart attack. His family outside of wrestling has ignored him for four years besides his twin brother. He had only seen it on some internet social network. He thought of how the internet was a blessing to keep him in touch, but yet it was also the devil as it has lead to him finding the place he was trained, Blake Archer’s Asylum in Mansfield, Ohio. He had also seen how an old friend died in Columbus, Ohio on the tenth. Riot thought a lot about death all the time, when he was eight he was practically married to death. That was when he’d tried to kill himself, that was the day he had went home and crawled into his mama’s arms completely ready to die.
Funny isn’t it? Fifteen and your life is not worth living because society doesn’t want you in it. Must be nice to be Sprit Fire, it must be nice to have everyone want and desire you. It must be nice to have the luxury of a vacation from reality. Riot should care that he has caused this woman to slip into despair, but it was his job, she seemed to always think life was a cake walk, she thought that simply rejecting him was going to get rid of him? She is very sadly mistaken, because if anyone knows Riot, they should know that if he cannot have what he wants, then nobody gets what they want.
Scene 1: Stalking the light in the dark
After the events of Rebirth, AJ has just been roaming the streets, even passed out in a few ditches and truck stop rest rooms. We start at a street lamp that Riot is standing under in costume. Apparently having his own camera crew, He looked over at the person, and then over at the hotel building. He is standing in front of a hotel where Sprit Fire is staying at and watching her shadow pace back and forth in the room. She didn’t know Blake was still alive, or he seemed to be. Mostly Riot doesn’t believe that is what is truly bothering her, Blake always leaves her and disappears… so what is honestly bothering her? She afraid this time he is not coming back?
“What are we doing here Mr. Riot?” the female voice behind that camera asked
Riot turned and looked at this woman. “We are gathered here to remember the man named Blake Archer. He is very much dead despite what Josie wants to believe. He had a good run, he was a slut, his wife was a slut. All in all I’d have to say you just need to leave a dying dog lie. I might not be the Super Villain like you Hurriclark, I might not be a war hero, but I am not Blake Archer, I am not Sprit Fire I am not a coward like they are. Blake was too afraid to face life and look at his wife too afraid to even live. I do what the fuck I want, and when the fuck I want to do it. Sprit is probably envious of this, hell Dax Clark said he envied that about me before. I am not bound by the wants and desires of others, I am not bound by a law I never made. You now Sprit I used to look up to you, you never back down from a challenge. In fact fuck you… I was raped over a truth of dare for following your fucking motto. You back down all the time, so I think you need to quit lying to yourself. Before you met Blake, maybe, just maybe you were going places baby. Blake always thought he was the best, and he beat on his wife, why because she was not perfect to the image he created in his head. I feel this was my life’s punishment, I understand being beat for not being perfect. My mother attacked me because I did not listen when she felt I should have. I thought of what greater way to stab her then taking my life I never asked for, the life she forced me to have. I killed myself, but I made the mistake of bragging about my freedom. I told friends any moment I would be free of the binds of life. Sprit, she never turned against him, she just took beating after beating. I bet she was happy Blake shot himself in the face four years ago; I bet she is glad that the Archer is dead, but I don’t believe for a second he is buried. Dax Clark realized the same about Shane Trudex as he seems to attack the women more often. Josie I have to save you from yourself just like I need to Sprit Fire. Problem is Electra do these women deserve or want to be saved?”
Riot stood there in his costume and then looked down at his chest and waited for the female to answer him. The word across his chest was ‘Suicide’ he felt like the warrior of the broken, and savior of the dammed. What was Josie? He stopped thinking as he heard her speak. “I believe you save yourself, if they do not want or ask to be saved, they do not deserve such a privilege Mr. Riot.”
Riot smirked her voice was high and firm, He looked back at Sprit’s room, she needed saved, and Josie needed saved just like Hurriclark told Riot. “You know I wear this costume to represent what stupid bitches pushed me to do to myself. Each time I failed in my self-righteous suicide, each time I grew angrier and more filled with rage. Then my friend looked at me and said, oh man, I am sorry. In that instant I laughed and actually meant it. For once somebody was sorry I was alive, I was not alone in denying my creation needed to happen. If Sprit would just admit she wants me as dead as I want myself then maybe for once she’d open her eyes and see the world in front of her. I see people live and idea each day nobody is more important than the other. Will you wake up tomorrow? I live my day moment to moment, and day to day. Josie she is so clever, she was trained by Blake Archer. I burned him like the false prophets and stricken his sight into the darkness. You want my Universe title, well tough shit! This is my title baby, you are not the only one that has studied under Mr. Clark, and you are not the only one that wonders in the mind of Hurriclark! Wow you killed your family, well fuck you anyone can let themselves go, but it takes a rue mastermind to lose himself and then find another side. Everything you think you know about me Josie is flipped completely upside down, it’s all turned inside out. Inside that ring it will be like a big bang inside your head, then just for fun I am delivering that final pop to Sprit Fire. Why? Because I am AJ Riot, I get the last laugh and I devour everything in my path. Just ask the former ‘Messiah’ Blake Archer? The former King of Kings, where is his crown now? Was it all worth it? Who is still here? I Am!”
Riot knelt down and pointed his thumb to himself, behind his mask you might wonder how badly burned Riot is, and if this is the real Riot. None of that matters what matters, is the match waiting ahead of this masked avenger. "The Universe Title match, an Inferno Match, Sprit Fire; the widow of Blake Archer, and then Josie; the fallen Star’s last student, or as I will call victim. Yes Blake trained me, and yes I learned a lot. I learned that you never underestimate the other man’s greed, their hunger can eat you alive if you don’t keep up your guard. You can even destroy yourself, so there is never anyone to trust Josie, not yourself or anybody, that is what makes people like you and me dangerous. Hurriclark always told me this and until Blake took me under his wing two summers ago, filling my head with broken black dreams, and empty promises. Now, now my dreams are not so broken are they? I Am the Man, not Shane Trudex, and not Blake Archer, not even Dax Clark or Scythe Bloodline. AJ Riot is the IWS Universe Champion!”
AJ seemed to be seething in raspy breaths and rubbing his gloved hands over his masked head. Then he slowly started to chuckle and looked at the Universe Title in his hands. “The Supreme being is already taken down, so now who will everyone turn to when they cannot defeat me? Where is your Trademark? Where is your Messiah? Where is there among any of you that will not show some damn Ambition! Not even Death will ever prevent me from getting what I want; I will just comeback stronger and stronger till I finally prevail! I am The Universe Champion, I Am the one that you all fall just one notch below. It will not matter how hard you try, you are never going to measure up to me. I hope you two ladies are ready; I am going to rock your world like a hand grenade in the face. BAM! HAHA!”
Riot tilted his head and laughed as the street lamp flickered and Riot stepped away from it into the darkness as he seen Sprit’s attention turn to looking out her curtains. Riot did not want to be seen just yet, if he decided not to show up, then Josie and Sprit would never be true Universe Champion. Though what made Sprit Fire think she deserved a shot at Riot? What has Josie really done to prove that she is twisted enough to take this trip? Sprit is already crumbling down before people’s eyes, her humanity is killing her, and Josie was closing in on her wasn’t she? Blake must be suffocating her. Riot placed his hand on his chin and stroked it in thought. “I see this society falling apart without a leader there for them, I have to return. I have to put you bitches back in your place and if Sprit is just going to puss out then I am calling upon a Mighty Judge. She is not escaping her date with destiny; He and I will make damn sure of it.”
Riot placed his hands together and slides them in and out as he chuckled. He paused and placed his index finger out as a thought popped in his head. “I want to thank you for pointing out Zelean White though Sprit, you are right I might not notice her without you. Although she knows what she did and why she is on my bad side. If your new apprentice comes down to ringside she will have much bigger problems then seducing a pair of teenagers. She’ll be stepping into the big leagues, a domain that I am the ruler of. I am going down in history as the greatest champion this place has ever seen, and that will ever be. Neither Josie nor Sprit is ever going to be able to claim that, so you think about whom you should really be listening to and hanging out with Zelean. Some crone or a born winner like me, you were impressed with Blake? Well I am ten times better then him, so bring it on, all of you! This Universe Title is never… NEVER leaving me!”
Scene 2: Burning Starr or Rage?
Riot later on had been left alone thinking. This is as everyone should know very dangerous. He walked along the sidewalk in the shadows thinking in the moonlight, he turned his head and seen JT Starr walk up to him carrying a chain and wearing his mask. Riot placed his hand onto his face. “Sprit runs away a lot. Must be afraid, hehe, she should be, Josie then I am wondering why she was so willing to listen to Blake? She said she misjudged him? How, he was a jerk he even admitted it! He is a coward like Dax said, and now people see him for what he truly is and they honor him? I cannot waste time on curious thoughts; I will lose my head it feels at any moment. I used to feel trapped like I was in the tower of London. If you think like a person about to die every day you would not believe the thoughts that one might have.”
Riot paused for a moment and turned around taking a few steps and then taking a deep breath before turning back to the cameras, apparently something had stuck him hard and he needed to compose himself. “Ah but anyway… As the Universe Champion I take it upon myself to listen to the lost voices in the span of space. No matter the hardship, I am the one that never gives in, I do not surrender, I said I cannot be saved, They speak to me and we talk and share laughs. I live through their lives as they see the endurance of mine. Knowledge and wit are exchanged; none of you can understand me, so just stop trying. I Am what I am, because I just feel like it, I used to look up to Sprit, I thought she was a real tough ass, but then she changed. Almost like she lost her nerve, well I am not losing mine. Hurriclark told me I was his hero, I felt like a cold stone wall as the words hit me. I was not Blake Archer, I am not the hero! I know Josie is not going to lose her nerve, she is not like Blake Archer, and do I really have to step between these two? Of course I do, I am the Universe Champion, and it’s my job to blast open their minds. That is just what Riot is planning, just what I am planning indeed. Nobody will get past me, I am beyond greatness, I am the end of eternity. I am AJ Riot, and I am the Universe Champion, what are you Mr. Starr? Are you truly a starr in the sky? Why did you let her destroy your mind like she did? Why do I keep seeing these athletes falling from the sky, these forgotten heroes and villains all aligning just for the hope of being remembered? I got news for everyone; nobody will be remembered once AJ Riot is embedded into their minds.”
JT stood there looking at Riot wide eyes and then up at the sky, he felt light on his feet as you could tell in the spring in his step. He dropped the chain and knelt down on the ground, he collapsed onto the ground and AJ stood over him.
“Zelean only cares about herself, just like Sprit Fire, it took awhile to see this, but Blake finally pointed it out. Why wait on death if you are never going to live? JT your friend Ryan Sharpe he would not waste his time on emptiness, either this girl, or woman I guess she is older then you. She is only out for herself, otherwise why is she after somebody nearly ten years younger than her? Wake up and look at the big picture JT, she is sucking you in just like your brother was, but this time aground you have friends like Ryan and I, even JR asked if about you.”
JT’s eyes and attention perked up. “J-Jamie?”
He asked having trouble getting out the word. Riot nodded at him. “Yeah man, she is working on some things in Japan and then she is heading over here. We haven’t forgotten you at all, I have been watching, and I know what is going on. Remember I am at the top of the Universe, not stuck in just one silly world.”
JT thought on this and how huge the Universe title must actually be as far as prestige. He had last held that UK Title, but it felt so filthy and like the weight of an entire nation rested on your shoulders. Zelean was proud of this title, and therefore JT wanted it. He started to slowly chuckle and looked at Riot. “I boom to the Uk! Adam down! Zelean down! and Sprit Fire will do down! Even Josie know she want this quest for some zest. Hahaha!”
Riot nodded. “You can talk?”
JT paused from laughing and raised a brow while crossing his arms over his chest. “Ta in the wa can but dobedodo.”
He smirked and Riot chuckled. “Be that as it may I promise that if you wait it out you will receive your chance, but don’t let it slip by you either.”
Scene 3: Dreaming of a fallen hero
Reopening now next to a giant tan man and a very attractive looking foreign woman, she rushed up to Riot and was rambling in her native language that Riot had no idea what she was saying. He stopped and held out his hand, the Giant Indian man handed Riot his Universe Championship belt. Riot held up a hand to the woman making her shut up, he paused and stared into the sparkling diamond of the title and how they swirled like a galaxy. Inside Riot felt like smiling this was his title, as long as he kept defending it then in his possession it would be. No woman was even worth fighting for like the feeling that Riot was holding towards this championship. Weaker men like Blake have fallen apart chasing after the dream of holding this title and now Josie and Sprit think they can handle it with the big boys? The thought is just so funny, Riot starts to laugh and it rolls to a small hysteric outburst.
“What funie?” The woman asked him, and for the first time Riot looked up to meet her gaze, she was just as tall as him, and her eyes were like a light grey with a green tint. Her hair was like a reddish brown and her skin was like coffee with crème.
Riot pulled the belt over his shoulder and nodded at the huge giant man. He saluted him and then turned back to this woman, her stance of leaning on one hip told Riot she was growing impatient, and the language barrier was probably not helping. “I was just thinking about my next match was all, I am not sure it is even worth showing up for. I have watched my competition and I just don’t feel they are worth my time to be honest. One is a grieving widow basket case, why does she deserve my title? Aww she wants it, well the saying is people in hell want ice water, but they never get it. Then Josie, she wants my title, but why? What greatness will she add to the legacy of the Universe Championship?.... … anyway I thought you like to hang out with The Great Ali?”
“ALI!” The giant man raised his hand up and shouted Riot nearly fell back thinking his ear drums were going to burst.
The woman smirked and then huffed out a ‘ha.’ “You never measure up to The Great Ali! I see nothing impressive of this country. I see nothing impressive in the IWS, there is nothing here that measures up, so I do agree with you about your opponents, but even the championship they are after is nothing.”
“HEY! … The red white and blue will kick your ass and then smoke it like grass! That’s what makes me even more dangerous, I admit my country is greedy, and we might be gluttons, but we’re fucking proud of it! Just like I am damn proud of being the Universe Champ! What was your name again?” Riot looked at her awaiting an answer, but she apparently took too long, because as she opened her mouth to say he started talking again.
“Electra, that is what I am calling you, because you are Electra King, and this dude… he is The Great Mufasa, because he roars like a lion and is big like a bear. From what I hear The Great Ali has went missing, talk was he was deported, and if you two don’t want that to happen then you are going to want to be in with me, trust me.”
The woman looked at him and then the big man beside her, she spoke her own words to him, and he glanced at AJ and chuckled then nodded. “Ok, we will serve… Riot, but we will not be treated like infidels!”
“Of course not baby, you look sweeter than an apple pie, and are finer then wine in the cellar. Pesh I don’t know why I am wasting my time with women like Sprit and Josie if there is bigger fish out there like you. As for this big guy, I got huge plans for him, I want him to start getting some matches in and you should be at ringside for him.” Riot pointed at her then the giant man.
“Why would I not be beside my brother?” She asked nearly offended at him.
Riot shrugged. “I need a big person to watch my back; I have enough daggers in it I don’t need any more. This is Midsummer’s Scream, and more and more people are feeling the loss all around. It is not just me anymore I am not alone in this Universe… can you handle hanging with the top of the top, and the end of all ends? First things I want you to do to earn your keep are find me Blake.”
She knew not who this Blake was, she looked at her large brother and he explained in Indian who he was she nodded and looked at Riot, she remembered now that he had burned the man alive in an arena. Riot had been pulled out by a man named Dorian. He had ordered her to take care of Riot for $25,000… since the disappearing of the Great Ali she has had to resort to her old ways to make money. She had tasted what it was like to be low profile for awhile and she liked it. “Mr. Riot, do you mean the Blake?”
Riot paused both names fit to him, he thought about it. “Yes.”
She swallowed and thought about her money, her brother put his giant hand on her shoulder to help her feel at ease. “I know where…”
Riot covered her mouth to hush her, and then secretly let him in on details. Riot left to find the fallen hero, the broken legend. Now that Blake was scared like Riot what was his perspective on life? Riot felt so tired, maybe he should tell Dax about this, maybe Hurriclark would be better to handle this, but Riot is all alone and has always been.
… … …
When Riot got there Dustin Diamond was standing there along a hooded man. They both looked over at Riot as he walked closer to them. The man in the hooded cloak spoke deeply. “You are not John, or Loren…”
“No this is Alex… remember Blake. I told you about the champion, you have lost a lot, but there is still plenty around.” The hooded man apparently Blake Archer in his after life, or floating something eire. Blake looked at Riot and slightly grinned.
“I talked with a dead man the other day Riot, and it made me weep, the world makes me weep all around. To think one person dying is so tragic, but the death of millions is just a statistic. You could have become a statistic when you attempted to take your life at fifteen, what was so bad about life?”
“I was alone, but yet surrounded by myself.”
Dustin chuckled and looked at Blake. “Life and death together as one that is when you forget the sun. Am I right Blake?”
He chuckled as did Blake. The two turned and looked at the sun setting their backs to Riot. “We are born to be born and die anything else is up to us Riot, I picked a path I could not turn back on. It was my fault and I am willing to pay my time for the mistake, but it’s not too late for others. I got to work with people like Josie Pleasure and Shane Trudex. I was asked for advice and encountered a young Jacon Blake, I see a lot of things in IWS that have been touched by my grace. Raven wants to darken my world I have helped shape, Dax Clark should be retaliating, but he is lost in his own darkness and greed just like I once was. Sprit should fill my place, but she is also blinded, my wife has never had her priorities right, she happily will mold right into society just like she is expected to. All that is left is Josie and Shane, and this new girl Sprit is ruining. If they fail will Jacon rise to the occasion and capitalize? Like Dax Clark I do not align with just anyone you have to be extra special, I would not even let my wife join Legendary, and she hated it, but she will have to bite me…”
Blake leaned on the fence and back at the sky, Dustin was the one that turned and looked at Riot. Whatever Blake was talking about he apparently just did not want to talk about or deal with.
Riot felt like he was at peace with himself and quickly asked. “Where am I?”
Dustin grinned and turned as Blake still stared at the sun. “You are on a plain, and can’t complain. hehe, only special people make it to places like this. Ramone once aspired to be here and his personal issues killed off his dream you look at you, a living enigma and able to come and go as you please. Alex may I ask do you realize what bonds you so purely to death?”
Riot paused. “Yes, I am a twin, and my brother died at birth. I still feel him though almost like he is real.”
Dustin nodded he understood the death of a close sibling. “Look at you though, the champion and still fighting on, your mother died and you kept living. When my brother died I freaked out, I was ready to die, and it was my fault he died. I understand how it feels to lose, to truly lose. You also see this don’t you Riot?”
Riot stayed quiet and nodded slowly, this felt odd to hear Dustin pour out his heart to him. Dustin continued to talk. “Mrs. Archer I am sure understands this, but that Universe Championship is only a lost dream of her husband. Do you see him here, he is not Blake Archer anymore, and he is not Loren Bridgestone. Loren shot himself in the face, and survived, he was in a coma but he lived. After that he became obsessed with his legacy, a coward of being forgotten by people that never knew he was. Then that man died in that fire you set him in. Just like something in me died when my brother died.”
“Josie said he is not dead.” Riot said, but Dustin chuckled.
“Yeah take or give on your definition of things. That is the problem with people, one person’s meaning is different then another person’s. Riot the best person I ever trained was Evie Jones, and if her sister is greater, then you will need to hype it up a notch. Even Josie realizes it and took the initiative, what will you do?” He looked at Riot.
Riot thought for a moment, what was he talking to Dustin for? Why wasn’t Blake talking to him anymore? “I will decide when I need to, only I need to know what I am doing. Nobody else…”
“Bold right up to the last second, I love that! You go get them then kiddo, beat their ass and show them how to take it. You are your own master, hell you are the Universe Champion. I have to agree with Mr. Clark, I am proud of you as well. Evie always said she liked you and how talented you were, I stood there watching you, and I thought to myself about how destructive you can be to yourself. Hell I was destructive and those were my golden years right there, I wasted the best years of my life getting nowhere Riot, you can rest assure that you are not on the same path.”
Riot smirked even though nobody could see it, Dustin was right. Blake had never achieved this height of anything, and Riot was one just like Blake. Dustin turned and his voice was like a low hiss. “Child, you better choice a path and commit to it, otherwise you will get lost when they all collide. Life is like that, we come and go out of it, we turn good and bad, swaying back and forth in and everlasting dance like fire.”
(…Mr. Riot? …)
“Well kiddo I guess it’s time for you to go, remember you hold venom, so be careful when you bite.”
“What is that suppose to mean?” Riot growled at Dustin’s smart tone.
Dustin smirked and pressed his hand on Riot’s face pushing him backwards.
(… Mr. Riot … perhaps you hit him too hard?...)
Riot looked around and then turned to be punched in the face by a person in a ski mask; everything went white, and then fades to black. Riot ponders in this darkness; it feels like floating, just like in water. Swimming in front of his vision is a black and white swan. The white is so perfect and elegant, she dances on the water like a hypnotizing pendulum, but then the black one is more playful and limber, she leaps across the water nearly forcing you to want to chase he.. He had seen how Sprit was sparing for attention and now what was really left for her to fight for? Chaz stole her husband, what was left of him, or so it seemed. Before he died what had Sprit done? What had she said to him? The same could be asked for Josie or Chaz… Riot even wondered if the Doc was able to forgive him for killing off the ‘Evening Star’? He couldn’t care about it right now, Blake Archer needed to die, Sprit needs to stop getting her way without really struggling and fighting for it like the rest of the world. Now Josie needs to realize what it truly means to be psychopathic.
Suddenly Riot thought about the two swans that were swimming in circles staring at the other mirror each other’s movements. What one does the other one thinks and also did, yet what was really separating them? Both looked beautiful, both were so perfect in movement. Riot wanted to know, but that voice kept getting louder, maybe if he kept his eyes shut he can keep this image.
“Mr. Riot good you are awake.” Riot opened his eyes and looked at Riot, his mask had been lifted back and this girl was breathing heavily.
“I was worried Mr. Riot.” Her bright red lipstick was smeared and Riot seen reflected in her eyes that it was on his lips. The giant man looked down and had an angry look on his face, the girl smirked at Riot.
“I never thought you would bite me, Mr. Riot I am amazed.” The shock in her voice was very obvious, she took time and explained that ‘Mufasa’ had hit him over the head because he kissed her, and bite her lip. She had found it very funny actually, but not her older much bigger brother.
After having a heart to heart with the girl he was calling Electra. He told her of his dream, that Sprit was striving for perfection and he wanted to help her reach it, but Josie was just pretending to be perfect, but he would show her the true meaning she lust for just like Sprit. Riot wondered the amount of influence he held with the Universe Championship? Electra was impressed with him winning the title, and the fact that he kept company with gods like The Great Ali. She had asked Riot why he was wasting time with old rubble like Josie Please and Sprit Fire. Riot thought on the answer himself, he had said that they had potential to be perfect, but both women hold themselves back. If they would only just let go of themselves and completely lose themselves… who was going to do it first. Why was he chosen to do this? Is this what being Universe Champion meant? This title was worth destroying yourself, and it was a part of Riot, and extension from his body. Of course these two women want to be a part of him, who wouldn’t want to? Without Mufasa or Electra at ringside Riot is going to show everyone the power of his reign, the true ruler they needed to bring down. Riot starts laughing as the cameras reopen to him standing in front of a black backdrop and holding his Universe Championship.
“Neither of you will become a true champion like Dax, Shane and I have become. Ruth, sorry I mean Sprit people put her so high up on a god damn pedestal that she believes her true shit, but let’s all just wake the fuck up. Sprit has never been anything but a pair of tits and ass. From the moment her career stated until present day. You want proof; the where is her mind when her husband has left her? Just as cowardly as her husband, no wonder she married him, she thought she would have somebody to push around. Wow what a surprise you got when you woke up that inner monster Dorian, how did it feel Sprit? When he nearly made you lose your twins? How about any other time he has struck you down, yet you get back up and take it again, I just don’t get it. That was until I won this title, I don’t care if this title kills me, and I will give it my last breath. I thought this was your big moment Sprit? How you going to defend a title when you are on vacation, did you decide that destroying your entire life, letting your love die is not worth finishing your journey? That would be what a pathetic coward like you and your husband would think.”
Riot turned and looked around, then held up the Universe title admiring it some, Riot slide his feet like he was dancing a waltz with his title, and then sprung around back at the cameras.
“Perfection, for me being perfect is being dead, floating in that timeless space between living and dead. I am as dead as the world that surrounds me, and if you want this cold dead metal you will need to burn and bleed for it. Nothing is going to be hotter than the passion inside of me, not Pleasure and not a little dull Fire.”
Riot hit the front of his face with and open palm and then groaned and shouted at himself.
“Quit being stupid, you are a fat nothing! This title is you not you being the title!”
“Shut up! Just… fuck you! I am better than this title! Sprit wishes that she had the dark desire that I burn for. She desires to be perfect like me. This title needs me so I fight for it! AJ Riot does not need this championship, it needs me! Just like Sprit Fire needs me, she wasn’t upset over the disappearance of Blake Archer, let’s be real here for a second… Sprit was upset over me!”
Riot chuckled and let his words sink in; the he ran his finger along the outline of his championship belt.
“Remember when I kissed Josie? She did not seduce me I seduced her, and I was good at it. Now that I really could give a fuck she wonders why I am not interested, well she already got her freebie now she needs to prove she deserves to be in my league. As for you Sprit, your free ride ended, Blake left and it’s your moment to shine, what are you going to do? You have already given up, now you are just being a liar, congratulations, how does it feel Sprit, how does it feel to be like Blake? How does it feel to be like one of us lost and scratching to find their way? You could be brilliant Sprit! You could be the fucking queen of the damn world, but you are a fucking coward! Then we have to turn towards Josie and I am going to pull a Jerry Spinger and use Josie as my final thought.”
Riot instinctually tossed the title over his shoulder and looked blankly into the camera.
“Josie, you felt proud to have been in Archer’s presence huh? Surrounded by his attention and Shane’s, and you cast stones onto Alayna Diamond, and others, Raven was even impressed by your pure wickedness, but when I look at you I see what a truly spoiled child you are. You wished to be wicked and cruel, it was your darkest desire and of course as all wishes made on a black star they come true. Come on Josie tell me what you want from me baby, we are both adults so just be honest with us all. You are chomping at the bits to get your hands on the new and improved me. I am quicker, and smarter, and not to mention… a champion. I don’t just want to play, cut me a little, show me how badly you want me, how badly you want the title that is a part of me. Rip it off my body, Sprit doesn’t have the balls for it, do you Josie? Hell maybe Sprit will surprise me and bite back. I promise that it will be a real Riot, after all we’re all just a dreams within a dream… see you ladies at Midsummer’s Scream.”
He chuckled as the scene fades and ends, all that was left was Midsummer’s Scream, Josie Pleasure, Sprit Fire, and Him. What was he going to do? People knew how unpredictable Riot can be, he always has to get the last laugh, as he thinks on it we are just left to wonder who will be leaving Midsummer’s Scream as the Universe Champion?
Have you ever killed a man? It takes a lot out of you, looking in his eyes as he realizes he is going to die. Riot was able to see Blake’s eyes as he had seen the flames engulf them. Yet that very instinct was what gave Blake his second life as he’d pulled AJ out of the fire. Was he still alive, his injuries looked bad from what AJ had saw, even Riot’s injures were not really healed. Add on top of that he’d heard his step brother has suffered another heart attack. His family outside of wrestling has ignored him for four years besides his twin brother. He had only seen it on some internet social network. He thought of how the internet was a blessing to keep him in touch, but yet it was also the devil as it has lead to him finding the place he was trained, Blake Archer’s Asylum in Mansfield, Ohio. He had also seen how an old friend died in Columbus, Ohio on the tenth. Riot thought a lot about death all the time, when he was eight he was practically married to death. That was when he’d tried to kill himself, that was the day he had went home and crawled into his mama’s arms completely ready to die.
Funny isn’t it? Fifteen and your life is not worth living because society doesn’t want you in it. Must be nice to be Sprit Fire, it must be nice to have everyone want and desire you. It must be nice to have the luxury of a vacation from reality. Riot should care that he has caused this woman to slip into despair, but it was his job, she seemed to always think life was a cake walk, she thought that simply rejecting him was going to get rid of him? She is very sadly mistaken, because if anyone knows Riot, they should know that if he cannot have what he wants, then nobody gets what they want.
Scene 1: Stalking the light in the dark
After the events of Rebirth, AJ has just been roaming the streets, even passed out in a few ditches and truck stop rest rooms. We start at a street lamp that Riot is standing under in costume. Apparently having his own camera crew, He looked over at the person, and then over at the hotel building. He is standing in front of a hotel where Sprit Fire is staying at and watching her shadow pace back and forth in the room. She didn’t know Blake was still alive, or he seemed to be. Mostly Riot doesn’t believe that is what is truly bothering her, Blake always leaves her and disappears… so what is honestly bothering her? She afraid this time he is not coming back?
“What are we doing here Mr. Riot?” the female voice behind that camera asked
Riot turned and looked at this woman. “We are gathered here to remember the man named Blake Archer. He is very much dead despite what Josie wants to believe. He had a good run, he was a slut, his wife was a slut. All in all I’d have to say you just need to leave a dying dog lie. I might not be the Super Villain like you Hurriclark, I might not be a war hero, but I am not Blake Archer, I am not Sprit Fire I am not a coward like they are. Blake was too afraid to face life and look at his wife too afraid to even live. I do what the fuck I want, and when the fuck I want to do it. Sprit is probably envious of this, hell Dax Clark said he envied that about me before. I am not bound by the wants and desires of others, I am not bound by a law I never made. You now Sprit I used to look up to you, you never back down from a challenge. In fact fuck you… I was raped over a truth of dare for following your fucking motto. You back down all the time, so I think you need to quit lying to yourself. Before you met Blake, maybe, just maybe you were going places baby. Blake always thought he was the best, and he beat on his wife, why because she was not perfect to the image he created in his head. I feel this was my life’s punishment, I understand being beat for not being perfect. My mother attacked me because I did not listen when she felt I should have. I thought of what greater way to stab her then taking my life I never asked for, the life she forced me to have. I killed myself, but I made the mistake of bragging about my freedom. I told friends any moment I would be free of the binds of life. Sprit, she never turned against him, she just took beating after beating. I bet she was happy Blake shot himself in the face four years ago; I bet she is glad that the Archer is dead, but I don’t believe for a second he is buried. Dax Clark realized the same about Shane Trudex as he seems to attack the women more often. Josie I have to save you from yourself just like I need to Sprit Fire. Problem is Electra do these women deserve or want to be saved?”
Riot stood there in his costume and then looked down at his chest and waited for the female to answer him. The word across his chest was ‘Suicide’ he felt like the warrior of the broken, and savior of the dammed. What was Josie? He stopped thinking as he heard her speak. “I believe you save yourself, if they do not want or ask to be saved, they do not deserve such a privilege Mr. Riot.”
Riot smirked her voice was high and firm, He looked back at Sprit’s room, she needed saved, and Josie needed saved just like Hurriclark told Riot. “You know I wear this costume to represent what stupid bitches pushed me to do to myself. Each time I failed in my self-righteous suicide, each time I grew angrier and more filled with rage. Then my friend looked at me and said, oh man, I am sorry. In that instant I laughed and actually meant it. For once somebody was sorry I was alive, I was not alone in denying my creation needed to happen. If Sprit would just admit she wants me as dead as I want myself then maybe for once she’d open her eyes and see the world in front of her. I see people live and idea each day nobody is more important than the other. Will you wake up tomorrow? I live my day moment to moment, and day to day. Josie she is so clever, she was trained by Blake Archer. I burned him like the false prophets and stricken his sight into the darkness. You want my Universe title, well tough shit! This is my title baby, you are not the only one that has studied under Mr. Clark, and you are not the only one that wonders in the mind of Hurriclark! Wow you killed your family, well fuck you anyone can let themselves go, but it takes a rue mastermind to lose himself and then find another side. Everything you think you know about me Josie is flipped completely upside down, it’s all turned inside out. Inside that ring it will be like a big bang inside your head, then just for fun I am delivering that final pop to Sprit Fire. Why? Because I am AJ Riot, I get the last laugh and I devour everything in my path. Just ask the former ‘Messiah’ Blake Archer? The former King of Kings, where is his crown now? Was it all worth it? Who is still here? I Am!”
Riot knelt down and pointed his thumb to himself, behind his mask you might wonder how badly burned Riot is, and if this is the real Riot. None of that matters what matters, is the match waiting ahead of this masked avenger. "The Universe Title match, an Inferno Match, Sprit Fire; the widow of Blake Archer, and then Josie; the fallen Star’s last student, or as I will call victim. Yes Blake trained me, and yes I learned a lot. I learned that you never underestimate the other man’s greed, their hunger can eat you alive if you don’t keep up your guard. You can even destroy yourself, so there is never anyone to trust Josie, not yourself or anybody, that is what makes people like you and me dangerous. Hurriclark always told me this and until Blake took me under his wing two summers ago, filling my head with broken black dreams, and empty promises. Now, now my dreams are not so broken are they? I Am the Man, not Shane Trudex, and not Blake Archer, not even Dax Clark or Scythe Bloodline. AJ Riot is the IWS Universe Champion!”
AJ seemed to be seething in raspy breaths and rubbing his gloved hands over his masked head. Then he slowly started to chuckle and looked at the Universe Title in his hands. “The Supreme being is already taken down, so now who will everyone turn to when they cannot defeat me? Where is your Trademark? Where is your Messiah? Where is there among any of you that will not show some damn Ambition! Not even Death will ever prevent me from getting what I want; I will just comeback stronger and stronger till I finally prevail! I am The Universe Champion, I Am the one that you all fall just one notch below. It will not matter how hard you try, you are never going to measure up to me. I hope you two ladies are ready; I am going to rock your world like a hand grenade in the face. BAM! HAHA!”
Riot tilted his head and laughed as the street lamp flickered and Riot stepped away from it into the darkness as he seen Sprit’s attention turn to looking out her curtains. Riot did not want to be seen just yet, if he decided not to show up, then Josie and Sprit would never be true Universe Champion. Though what made Sprit Fire think she deserved a shot at Riot? What has Josie really done to prove that she is twisted enough to take this trip? Sprit is already crumbling down before people’s eyes, her humanity is killing her, and Josie was closing in on her wasn’t she? Blake must be suffocating her. Riot placed his hand on his chin and stroked it in thought. “I see this society falling apart without a leader there for them, I have to return. I have to put you bitches back in your place and if Sprit is just going to puss out then I am calling upon a Mighty Judge. She is not escaping her date with destiny; He and I will make damn sure of it.”
Riot placed his hands together and slides them in and out as he chuckled. He paused and placed his index finger out as a thought popped in his head. “I want to thank you for pointing out Zelean White though Sprit, you are right I might not notice her without you. Although she knows what she did and why she is on my bad side. If your new apprentice comes down to ringside she will have much bigger problems then seducing a pair of teenagers. She’ll be stepping into the big leagues, a domain that I am the ruler of. I am going down in history as the greatest champion this place has ever seen, and that will ever be. Neither Josie nor Sprit is ever going to be able to claim that, so you think about whom you should really be listening to and hanging out with Zelean. Some crone or a born winner like me, you were impressed with Blake? Well I am ten times better then him, so bring it on, all of you! This Universe Title is never… NEVER leaving me!”
Scene 2: Burning Starr or Rage?
Riot later on had been left alone thinking. This is as everyone should know very dangerous. He walked along the sidewalk in the shadows thinking in the moonlight, he turned his head and seen JT Starr walk up to him carrying a chain and wearing his mask. Riot placed his hand onto his face. “Sprit runs away a lot. Must be afraid, hehe, she should be, Josie then I am wondering why she was so willing to listen to Blake? She said she misjudged him? How, he was a jerk he even admitted it! He is a coward like Dax said, and now people see him for what he truly is and they honor him? I cannot waste time on curious thoughts; I will lose my head it feels at any moment. I used to feel trapped like I was in the tower of London. If you think like a person about to die every day you would not believe the thoughts that one might have.”
Riot paused for a moment and turned around taking a few steps and then taking a deep breath before turning back to the cameras, apparently something had stuck him hard and he needed to compose himself. “Ah but anyway… As the Universe Champion I take it upon myself to listen to the lost voices in the span of space. No matter the hardship, I am the one that never gives in, I do not surrender, I said I cannot be saved, They speak to me and we talk and share laughs. I live through their lives as they see the endurance of mine. Knowledge and wit are exchanged; none of you can understand me, so just stop trying. I Am what I am, because I just feel like it, I used to look up to Sprit, I thought she was a real tough ass, but then she changed. Almost like she lost her nerve, well I am not losing mine. Hurriclark told me I was his hero, I felt like a cold stone wall as the words hit me. I was not Blake Archer, I am not the hero! I know Josie is not going to lose her nerve, she is not like Blake Archer, and do I really have to step between these two? Of course I do, I am the Universe Champion, and it’s my job to blast open their minds. That is just what Riot is planning, just what I am planning indeed. Nobody will get past me, I am beyond greatness, I am the end of eternity. I am AJ Riot, and I am the Universe Champion, what are you Mr. Starr? Are you truly a starr in the sky? Why did you let her destroy your mind like she did? Why do I keep seeing these athletes falling from the sky, these forgotten heroes and villains all aligning just for the hope of being remembered? I got news for everyone; nobody will be remembered once AJ Riot is embedded into their minds.”
JT stood there looking at Riot wide eyes and then up at the sky, he felt light on his feet as you could tell in the spring in his step. He dropped the chain and knelt down on the ground, he collapsed onto the ground and AJ stood over him.
“Zelean only cares about herself, just like Sprit Fire, it took awhile to see this, but Blake finally pointed it out. Why wait on death if you are never going to live? JT your friend Ryan Sharpe he would not waste his time on emptiness, either this girl, or woman I guess she is older then you. She is only out for herself, otherwise why is she after somebody nearly ten years younger than her? Wake up and look at the big picture JT, she is sucking you in just like your brother was, but this time aground you have friends like Ryan and I, even JR asked if about you.”
JT’s eyes and attention perked up. “J-Jamie?”
He asked having trouble getting out the word. Riot nodded at him. “Yeah man, she is working on some things in Japan and then she is heading over here. We haven’t forgotten you at all, I have been watching, and I know what is going on. Remember I am at the top of the Universe, not stuck in just one silly world.”
JT thought on this and how huge the Universe title must actually be as far as prestige. He had last held that UK Title, but it felt so filthy and like the weight of an entire nation rested on your shoulders. Zelean was proud of this title, and therefore JT wanted it. He started to slowly chuckle and looked at Riot. “I boom to the Uk! Adam down! Zelean down! and Sprit Fire will do down! Even Josie know she want this quest for some zest. Hahaha!”
Riot nodded. “You can talk?”
JT paused from laughing and raised a brow while crossing his arms over his chest. “Ta in the wa can but dobedodo.”
He smirked and Riot chuckled. “Be that as it may I promise that if you wait it out you will receive your chance, but don’t let it slip by you either.”
Scene 3: Dreaming of a fallen hero
Reopening now next to a giant tan man and a very attractive looking foreign woman, she rushed up to Riot and was rambling in her native language that Riot had no idea what she was saying. He stopped and held out his hand, the Giant Indian man handed Riot his Universe Championship belt. Riot held up a hand to the woman making her shut up, he paused and stared into the sparkling diamond of the title and how they swirled like a galaxy. Inside Riot felt like smiling this was his title, as long as he kept defending it then in his possession it would be. No woman was even worth fighting for like the feeling that Riot was holding towards this championship. Weaker men like Blake have fallen apart chasing after the dream of holding this title and now Josie and Sprit think they can handle it with the big boys? The thought is just so funny, Riot starts to laugh and it rolls to a small hysteric outburst.
“What funie?” The woman asked him, and for the first time Riot looked up to meet her gaze, she was just as tall as him, and her eyes were like a light grey with a green tint. Her hair was like a reddish brown and her skin was like coffee with crème.
Riot pulled the belt over his shoulder and nodded at the huge giant man. He saluted him and then turned back to this woman, her stance of leaning on one hip told Riot she was growing impatient, and the language barrier was probably not helping. “I was just thinking about my next match was all, I am not sure it is even worth showing up for. I have watched my competition and I just don’t feel they are worth my time to be honest. One is a grieving widow basket case, why does she deserve my title? Aww she wants it, well the saying is people in hell want ice water, but they never get it. Then Josie, she wants my title, but why? What greatness will she add to the legacy of the Universe Championship?.... … anyway I thought you like to hang out with The Great Ali?”
“ALI!” The giant man raised his hand up and shouted Riot nearly fell back thinking his ear drums were going to burst.
The woman smirked and then huffed out a ‘ha.’ “You never measure up to The Great Ali! I see nothing impressive of this country. I see nothing impressive in the IWS, there is nothing here that measures up, so I do agree with you about your opponents, but even the championship they are after is nothing.”
“HEY! … The red white and blue will kick your ass and then smoke it like grass! That’s what makes me even more dangerous, I admit my country is greedy, and we might be gluttons, but we’re fucking proud of it! Just like I am damn proud of being the Universe Champ! What was your name again?” Riot looked at her awaiting an answer, but she apparently took too long, because as she opened her mouth to say he started talking again.
“Electra, that is what I am calling you, because you are Electra King, and this dude… he is The Great Mufasa, because he roars like a lion and is big like a bear. From what I hear The Great Ali has went missing, talk was he was deported, and if you two don’t want that to happen then you are going to want to be in with me, trust me.”
The woman looked at him and then the big man beside her, she spoke her own words to him, and he glanced at AJ and chuckled then nodded. “Ok, we will serve… Riot, but we will not be treated like infidels!”
“Of course not baby, you look sweeter than an apple pie, and are finer then wine in the cellar. Pesh I don’t know why I am wasting my time with women like Sprit and Josie if there is bigger fish out there like you. As for this big guy, I got huge plans for him, I want him to start getting some matches in and you should be at ringside for him.” Riot pointed at her then the giant man.
“Why would I not be beside my brother?” She asked nearly offended at him.
Riot shrugged. “I need a big person to watch my back; I have enough daggers in it I don’t need any more. This is Midsummer’s Scream, and more and more people are feeling the loss all around. It is not just me anymore I am not alone in this Universe… can you handle hanging with the top of the top, and the end of all ends? First things I want you to do to earn your keep are find me Blake.”
She knew not who this Blake was, she looked at her large brother and he explained in Indian who he was she nodded and looked at Riot, she remembered now that he had burned the man alive in an arena. Riot had been pulled out by a man named Dorian. He had ordered her to take care of Riot for $25,000… since the disappearing of the Great Ali she has had to resort to her old ways to make money. She had tasted what it was like to be low profile for awhile and she liked it. “Mr. Riot, do you mean the Blake?”
Riot paused both names fit to him, he thought about it. “Yes.”
She swallowed and thought about her money, her brother put his giant hand on her shoulder to help her feel at ease. “I know where…”
Riot covered her mouth to hush her, and then secretly let him in on details. Riot left to find the fallen hero, the broken legend. Now that Blake was scared like Riot what was his perspective on life? Riot felt so tired, maybe he should tell Dax about this, maybe Hurriclark would be better to handle this, but Riot is all alone and has always been.
… … …
When Riot got there Dustin Diamond was standing there along a hooded man. They both looked over at Riot as he walked closer to them. The man in the hooded cloak spoke deeply. “You are not John, or Loren…”
“No this is Alex… remember Blake. I told you about the champion, you have lost a lot, but there is still plenty around.” The hooded man apparently Blake Archer in his after life, or floating something eire. Blake looked at Riot and slightly grinned.
“I talked with a dead man the other day Riot, and it made me weep, the world makes me weep all around. To think one person dying is so tragic, but the death of millions is just a statistic. You could have become a statistic when you attempted to take your life at fifteen, what was so bad about life?”
“I was alone, but yet surrounded by myself.”
Dustin chuckled and looked at Blake. “Life and death together as one that is when you forget the sun. Am I right Blake?”
He chuckled as did Blake. The two turned and looked at the sun setting their backs to Riot. “We are born to be born and die anything else is up to us Riot, I picked a path I could not turn back on. It was my fault and I am willing to pay my time for the mistake, but it’s not too late for others. I got to work with people like Josie Pleasure and Shane Trudex. I was asked for advice and encountered a young Jacon Blake, I see a lot of things in IWS that have been touched by my grace. Raven wants to darken my world I have helped shape, Dax Clark should be retaliating, but he is lost in his own darkness and greed just like I once was. Sprit should fill my place, but she is also blinded, my wife has never had her priorities right, she happily will mold right into society just like she is expected to. All that is left is Josie and Shane, and this new girl Sprit is ruining. If they fail will Jacon rise to the occasion and capitalize? Like Dax Clark I do not align with just anyone you have to be extra special, I would not even let my wife join Legendary, and she hated it, but she will have to bite me…”
Blake leaned on the fence and back at the sky, Dustin was the one that turned and looked at Riot. Whatever Blake was talking about he apparently just did not want to talk about or deal with.
Riot felt like he was at peace with himself and quickly asked. “Where am I?”
Dustin grinned and turned as Blake still stared at the sun. “You are on a plain, and can’t complain. hehe, only special people make it to places like this. Ramone once aspired to be here and his personal issues killed off his dream you look at you, a living enigma and able to come and go as you please. Alex may I ask do you realize what bonds you so purely to death?”
Riot paused. “Yes, I am a twin, and my brother died at birth. I still feel him though almost like he is real.”
Dustin nodded he understood the death of a close sibling. “Look at you though, the champion and still fighting on, your mother died and you kept living. When my brother died I freaked out, I was ready to die, and it was my fault he died. I understand how it feels to lose, to truly lose. You also see this don’t you Riot?”
Riot stayed quiet and nodded slowly, this felt odd to hear Dustin pour out his heart to him. Dustin continued to talk. “Mrs. Archer I am sure understands this, but that Universe Championship is only a lost dream of her husband. Do you see him here, he is not Blake Archer anymore, and he is not Loren Bridgestone. Loren shot himself in the face, and survived, he was in a coma but he lived. After that he became obsessed with his legacy, a coward of being forgotten by people that never knew he was. Then that man died in that fire you set him in. Just like something in me died when my brother died.”
“Josie said he is not dead.” Riot said, but Dustin chuckled.
“Yeah take or give on your definition of things. That is the problem with people, one person’s meaning is different then another person’s. Riot the best person I ever trained was Evie Jones, and if her sister is greater, then you will need to hype it up a notch. Even Josie realizes it and took the initiative, what will you do?” He looked at Riot.
Riot thought for a moment, what was he talking to Dustin for? Why wasn’t Blake talking to him anymore? “I will decide when I need to, only I need to know what I am doing. Nobody else…”
“Bold right up to the last second, I love that! You go get them then kiddo, beat their ass and show them how to take it. You are your own master, hell you are the Universe Champion. I have to agree with Mr. Clark, I am proud of you as well. Evie always said she liked you and how talented you were, I stood there watching you, and I thought to myself about how destructive you can be to yourself. Hell I was destructive and those were my golden years right there, I wasted the best years of my life getting nowhere Riot, you can rest assure that you are not on the same path.”
Riot smirked even though nobody could see it, Dustin was right. Blake had never achieved this height of anything, and Riot was one just like Blake. Dustin turned and his voice was like a low hiss. “Child, you better choice a path and commit to it, otherwise you will get lost when they all collide. Life is like that, we come and go out of it, we turn good and bad, swaying back and forth in and everlasting dance like fire.”
(…Mr. Riot? …)
“Well kiddo I guess it’s time for you to go, remember you hold venom, so be careful when you bite.”
“What is that suppose to mean?” Riot growled at Dustin’s smart tone.
Dustin smirked and pressed his hand on Riot’s face pushing him backwards.
(… Mr. Riot … perhaps you hit him too hard?...)
Riot looked around and then turned to be punched in the face by a person in a ski mask; everything went white, and then fades to black. Riot ponders in this darkness; it feels like floating, just like in water. Swimming in front of his vision is a black and white swan. The white is so perfect and elegant, she dances on the water like a hypnotizing pendulum, but then the black one is more playful and limber, she leaps across the water nearly forcing you to want to chase he.. He had seen how Sprit was sparing for attention and now what was really left for her to fight for? Chaz stole her husband, what was left of him, or so it seemed. Before he died what had Sprit done? What had she said to him? The same could be asked for Josie or Chaz… Riot even wondered if the Doc was able to forgive him for killing off the ‘Evening Star’? He couldn’t care about it right now, Blake Archer needed to die, Sprit needs to stop getting her way without really struggling and fighting for it like the rest of the world. Now Josie needs to realize what it truly means to be psychopathic.
Suddenly Riot thought about the two swans that were swimming in circles staring at the other mirror each other’s movements. What one does the other one thinks and also did, yet what was really separating them? Both looked beautiful, both were so perfect in movement. Riot wanted to know, but that voice kept getting louder, maybe if he kept his eyes shut he can keep this image.
“Mr. Riot good you are awake.” Riot opened his eyes and looked at Riot, his mask had been lifted back and this girl was breathing heavily.
“I was worried Mr. Riot.” Her bright red lipstick was smeared and Riot seen reflected in her eyes that it was on his lips. The giant man looked down and had an angry look on his face, the girl smirked at Riot.
“I never thought you would bite me, Mr. Riot I am amazed.” The shock in her voice was very obvious, she took time and explained that ‘Mufasa’ had hit him over the head because he kissed her, and bite her lip. She had found it very funny actually, but not her older much bigger brother.
After having a heart to heart with the girl he was calling Electra. He told her of his dream, that Sprit was striving for perfection and he wanted to help her reach it, but Josie was just pretending to be perfect, but he would show her the true meaning she lust for just like Sprit. Riot wondered the amount of influence he held with the Universe Championship? Electra was impressed with him winning the title, and the fact that he kept company with gods like The Great Ali. She had asked Riot why he was wasting time with old rubble like Josie Please and Sprit Fire. Riot thought on the answer himself, he had said that they had potential to be perfect, but both women hold themselves back. If they would only just let go of themselves and completely lose themselves… who was going to do it first. Why was he chosen to do this? Is this what being Universe Champion meant? This title was worth destroying yourself, and it was a part of Riot, and extension from his body. Of course these two women want to be a part of him, who wouldn’t want to? Without Mufasa or Electra at ringside Riot is going to show everyone the power of his reign, the true ruler they needed to bring down. Riot starts laughing as the cameras reopen to him standing in front of a black backdrop and holding his Universe Championship.
“Neither of you will become a true champion like Dax, Shane and I have become. Ruth, sorry I mean Sprit people put her so high up on a god damn pedestal that she believes her true shit, but let’s all just wake the fuck up. Sprit has never been anything but a pair of tits and ass. From the moment her career stated until present day. You want proof; the where is her mind when her husband has left her? Just as cowardly as her husband, no wonder she married him, she thought she would have somebody to push around. Wow what a surprise you got when you woke up that inner monster Dorian, how did it feel Sprit? When he nearly made you lose your twins? How about any other time he has struck you down, yet you get back up and take it again, I just don’t get it. That was until I won this title, I don’t care if this title kills me, and I will give it my last breath. I thought this was your big moment Sprit? How you going to defend a title when you are on vacation, did you decide that destroying your entire life, letting your love die is not worth finishing your journey? That would be what a pathetic coward like you and your husband would think.”
Riot turned and looked around, then held up the Universe title admiring it some, Riot slide his feet like he was dancing a waltz with his title, and then sprung around back at the cameras.
“Perfection, for me being perfect is being dead, floating in that timeless space between living and dead. I am as dead as the world that surrounds me, and if you want this cold dead metal you will need to burn and bleed for it. Nothing is going to be hotter than the passion inside of me, not Pleasure and not a little dull Fire.”
Riot hit the front of his face with and open palm and then groaned and shouted at himself.
“Quit being stupid, you are a fat nothing! This title is you not you being the title!”
“Shut up! Just… fuck you! I am better than this title! Sprit wishes that she had the dark desire that I burn for. She desires to be perfect like me. This title needs me so I fight for it! AJ Riot does not need this championship, it needs me! Just like Sprit Fire needs me, she wasn’t upset over the disappearance of Blake Archer, let’s be real here for a second… Sprit was upset over me!”
Riot chuckled and let his words sink in; the he ran his finger along the outline of his championship belt.
“Remember when I kissed Josie? She did not seduce me I seduced her, and I was good at it. Now that I really could give a fuck she wonders why I am not interested, well she already got her freebie now she needs to prove she deserves to be in my league. As for you Sprit, your free ride ended, Blake left and it’s your moment to shine, what are you going to do? You have already given up, now you are just being a liar, congratulations, how does it feel Sprit, how does it feel to be like Blake? How does it feel to be like one of us lost and scratching to find their way? You could be brilliant Sprit! You could be the fucking queen of the damn world, but you are a fucking coward! Then we have to turn towards Josie and I am going to pull a Jerry Spinger and use Josie as my final thought.”
Riot instinctually tossed the title over his shoulder and looked blankly into the camera.
“Josie, you felt proud to have been in Archer’s presence huh? Surrounded by his attention and Shane’s, and you cast stones onto Alayna Diamond, and others, Raven was even impressed by your pure wickedness, but when I look at you I see what a truly spoiled child you are. You wished to be wicked and cruel, it was your darkest desire and of course as all wishes made on a black star they come true. Come on Josie tell me what you want from me baby, we are both adults so just be honest with us all. You are chomping at the bits to get your hands on the new and improved me. I am quicker, and smarter, and not to mention… a champion. I don’t just want to play, cut me a little, show me how badly you want me, how badly you want the title that is a part of me. Rip it off my body, Sprit doesn’t have the balls for it, do you Josie? Hell maybe Sprit will surprise me and bite back. I promise that it will be a real Riot, after all we’re all just a dreams within a dream… see you ladies at Midsummer’s Scream.”
He chuckled as the scene fades and ends, all that was left was Midsummer’s Scream, Josie Pleasure, Sprit Fire, and Him. What was he going to do? People knew how unpredictable Riot can be, he always has to get the last laugh, as he thinks on it we are just left to wonder who will be leaving Midsummer’s Scream as the Universe Champion?
