Post by Adrian Storms (T) on Oct 8, 2013 20:01:51 GMT -5
Kid Years Part VI
From Last Time…
He punches Jacob across the face and he drops the bag. Ranger lifts him up, hooks him with a left, and punches him in the gut. Ranger jumps in the air, coming full speed at him, and hits him the back of the head with his heel. He hits his face on the concrete floor, falling, what seems as, unconsciously. Ranger puts the things that are still intact, into his bag, picks it up, and opens the door. He tries to walk out but gets stopped by Jacob. He’s got hold of his ankle, and he pulls him to the ground. He hits his face on the concrete floor as well. Jacob gets up, appearing to be bleeding from the back of his head. He picks Ranger up by the shirt and lifts him off the ground. He slams him into the brick wall.
Jacob: Who do you think you are, thinking you can defeat me that easy? Well, you’re dead wrong kid. You must not be smart enough to realize that the odds are stacked against you.
Ranger doesn’t let him get out anything more. He kicks his chest, knocking him off of him. Ranger falls, slumping over on the ground. Jacob falls back onto a wall and sits.
Ranger: You must realize that for a kid my size, in the woods, that the odds have been stacked against me since day one. No experience of how to make these great shelters or how to make things into these great weapons. No, I survived off of willpower and instinct. I was a young kid stepping into these treacherous woods, but I’m a thirteen-year-old man now. No more kiddy things, I’ve grown up. For around 10 years now, I haven’t had anyone nurturing me. I got my parents stolen from me by none other than a low-life person, who sits across from me now. You ruined my life… and now… now I’m going to END YOURS!
Ranger jumps up, charging at Jacob. Jacob makes a slight movement, and Ranger falls to the ground. One simple hit to the gut.
Jacob: After that “motivating” speech, this is all you have. You’re just what I expected when I saw you, nothing but a puny, no-good runt.
Ranger lifts himself up slightly, picking his head up and looks Jacob dead in the eye.
Ranger: Don’t you ever count me out, no matter the circumstances, because when you count me out, you’ve let your guard down.
Ranger sweeps his feet, making him fall. He cracks his head against the wall, making it bleed even more. Ranger gets himself to his feet and pulls out two army knives. Jacob gets to his feet and staggers a bit. Ranger kicks him across the chest, and grabs his shirt. He slams him into a nearby window, throwing him outside. Ranger walks out the back door to see Jacob bloodied up. Jacob manages to pull himself up. Ranger sprints at him, aiming for the throat, but Jacob kicks him. Ranger goes flying, hitting the ground with huge impact and slides for a few second to come to a stop, only by hitting a tree. Jacob slowly walks over and pulls out a pistol, aiming for Ranger’s head.
Jacob: End of the line kid.
*Clink*
A gunshot is heard throughout miles.
Continued…
Birds fly, squirrels scurry, and others either cower or run. Complete silence, is all that can be heard throughout the forest. A bullet has left a gaping hold in the tree. Adrian has luckily, dodged the bullet. He swings around the tree, trying for a leg sweep to take Jacob down, but Jacob quickly grabs his feet. He drops the gun and begins swinging him around from his ankles.
After about ten swings, he lets go, making Adrian go flying. He hits the ground with devastating impact, sliding for a few seconds. He tries to stand but he’s still groggy. He sits, waiting for this dizziness to wear off. Jacob walks over to Adrian and kicks him on the back. Again, and again, and again, and finally he picks him up. He throws him into a nearby tree.
Adrian falls to his knees and slumps over. Jacob walks over again and kicks him across the head. Adrian falls over on his chest. Jacob yanks Adrian up and lifts him in the air by his shirt collar.
Jacob: So, it seems as if you just won’t go down, huh? No, you can’t realize the fact that I can beat you in every way you can possibly think of. You don’t have enough ability or willpower. No matter how much you think you do, you really don’t, for you are about to see when I rid the Earth of a pest, and his friends call him “Ranger”.
Jacob lifts Adrian up on his shoulder and spears him into the tree trunk with thunderous impact. Adrian begins bellowing in pain. Jacob rams him into the tree trunk again. Then, he backs up by at least ten feet. He gets a running start and once again rams Adrian into it. Jacob drops Adrian to the ground and backs up.
Adrian sits, bellowing and squeezing his wounds. Adrian tries to get up but Jacob just squares him across the face, knocking him down again. Adrian tries again but only gets the same result. Adrian gets up and staggers a bit. Jacob continues keeping his distance, staring, appearing to be intrigued by his durability. Adrian wipes the blood from his mouth on his arm.
Adrian: You just don’t get it, huh? You don’t see that a simple spear into a tree isn’t going to keep me down. Not even a running spear will keep me down. I may be down, I may be knocked out, but I promise you, I will get back up and I will kick your tail.
Adrian grabs in his back and pulls out a multitude of shuriken. He throws them at Jacob, but he dodges at amazing speed.
He runs at Adrian, coming at him with a fist, but Adrian trips him, which makes him bash his head into a tree. Adrian pulls out another handful of shuriken and throws them. All of them connect, piercing Jacob in the back.
Adrian turns him around, kneeing him in the stomach. Jacob arches over as Adrian kicks him to the ground. Jacob falls on his back, making the shuriken pierce in even worse. Jacob screams out in pain. Adrian jumps on his chest, making the shuriken farther into his back.
Jacob begins crying out in pain, trying to pick them out of his back. Adrian picks him up, kicking him to the ground again.
Adrian: Hmm… so it seems that you’re the one with not enough ability or willpower. If this doesn’t prove it to you that nothing can. You just don’t realize that I’ve been taken down many times in these treacherous and dangerous woods. You think it’s an easy life for me. Well, newsflash, it isn’t! I have to make sure even thing works properly or it could affect my well-being. I have to hunt for my own food. I can’t just walk up into the supermarket and be like, “Well, hey, there!”, because if I do, I’m going to be taken up. I’m not going out into that evil place people call home. That place is too simple for me. I’ve grown up around a place like this, and until I get ready I’m not going back.
Adrian begins to open his mouth to speak again, but he gets interrupted by a kick to the no-no’s. Adrian winces and falls to his knees. Jacob leans up, pulling out three of the shuriken, and decks Adrian on the jawbone. Adrian falls back, unconscious. Jacob begins to crawl over to Adrian. He pulls out one of the shuriken and puts the point of Adrian’s throat.
Jacob: NOW YOU DIE!!!
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Rising Up From the Ashes of Defeat
Adrian walks around the corner of the alley, walking in closer to the camera. He’s wearing the usual get-up, ripped jeans, black jacket with a hood. Lightning illuminates throughout the alley. Rain begins to drip down, not much, just a little. It begins to wash away the marks of chalk on his left, the number of his losses. He flips his hood off and begins speaking.
Adrian: Now, if you haven’t heard, I achieved my first victory at this past Rapture against the blabbering, Charlie Luzon. I hope I put that guy in his place because, honestly, I’m pretty sure everyone was tired of hearing his constant blabber about this and that on Twitter.
I have risen from the ashes of defeat, and I hope that momentum can keep me going through PCW’s last two shows. Yes, you all probably noticed that I said… last… two… shows. For those of you who haven’t heard yet, PCW will be shutting down very shortly. Now, while this affects many of the people that work here because they won’t have a job, it affects the people that care about the business.
I am one of those people. Yes, I haven’t had my best years in the company, I haven’t won much, and I had just achieved my first victory in this place. After 5 tries, I finally got one. I have to say though; I’ve had some fun times at this place, while getting my tail kicked in and out about every night.
It seems I couldn’t correct the wrongdoings of this place. This place in general doesn’t have wrongdoings; it’s the people here that commit the wrongdoings. There are three men that will have theirs corrected at Anarchy. They go by the names of Yoshiru Long, Derek Jacobs, and Dustin Holt.
I’m going to start with the first man on the list, Yoshiru Long, main wrongdoing: Calling himself & his partner, “The Elite”. Now, buddy, I got a lot of respect for you and what you do, but it’s time for someone to take you down a peg and correct your wrongs. That man… is me.
Now, you and your friend call yourself “The Elite”, huh? Time and time again I’ve seen arrogant people like you; I’ve seen it in my self before. That was before I corrected my wrongs, just like I’m going to correct yours. Just accept defeat Yoshiru, you might be one of the greats of PCW, but you’re going to fall before me.
Defeating you, will be no simple task. Like I said, your one of the PCW greats, while I on the other hand, just got my first win here as Adrian Storms/ Lone Ranger. Though, I can see the light of my mistakes, I’ve corrected them, which will lead to the path of gold and glory, while your mistakes won’t be corrected, and you will be on the road of shame.
Though, I can and will fix your mistakes, just like I will fix the next candidate’s. The next candidate happens to be “Dr. Pain” Derek Jacobs. After I’m through with this guy, he’ll be experiencing what he “did to the quarterback”.
It’s no surprise that you didn’t make it in the NFL. You weren’t good at football and you certainly aren’t any good in a wrestling ring. There’s so many wrongs that you’ve committed. Turning your back on these fans, something I stooped to at one time. You were breaking innocent people’s bones.
I will admit that yes, they were idiotic enough to risk their well-being, but yet you’ve taken that to the extreme. Now, I’m going to get vengeance for all those people. I’m going to break your bones and when I do that, I’ll be one step closer to being the final winner of the Scars of Wrestling Cup.
No matter how much you strive and want for it, you just can’t do it. You haven’t fixed your wrongs, and that’s why you will fail. Don’t worry Derek, I’m here to correct those wrongs and lead you onto the right path. Just like I’m going to correct Yoshiru’s, just like I’m going to correct yours, and just like I’m going to fix the next wrongdoer.
He is a newcomer, yes; he goes by the name of “The Man of 1000 Nicknames”, Dustin Holt. There are many wrongs with this one as well as the others. First off, the name “The Man of 1000 Nicknames”, you should’ve named yourself, “The Man of 1000 Wrongs”.
Dustin, I’m going to make sure that none of your “family” intervenes in this match. I will stop at nothing to win this. If your idiotic family decides to tango with me, I’ll take them all down, just like I’ll take everyone in my way at Anarchy down.
Dustin, you’ve commited many wrongs, but you and your family can fix all of these. Trust me, Yoshiru, Derek, Dustin and his family, we only have two shows left here in PCW, but you can follow the correct path. Last week I rose up from the ashes and got my first win because I washed my wrongs away.
If you decide to take the wrong path, well, I’m going to swat you like a fly. It’s time for me to get a new reputation, a reputation of a winner. Anarchy will be the night of Adrian Storms. Time may not be on my side, no one may be on my side, but I will prevail. You all will fall before me like the little bugs you are.
Just wait until Anarchy comes because I’m going to open your eyes just like I opened Charlie’s. This time, I’m unleashing my powers to the full extent and I will not stop until my name is called out as the victor. Dustin, Yoshiru, and Derek, I wish you luck, because you’ll all need it.
Adrian flips his hood back over and walks out of the alley. Street lights illuminating on him, Adrian cuts the corner as the screen fades to black.
