Post by Leon Roberts on Sept 11, 2013 16:11:49 GMT -4
~Leon's POV~
Leon: I can't believe I'm doing this. It's been a while since I have been here. A place where even the wicked go to rest up. A Hospital. Never seem to go there of my own free will.
But this time isn't because I'm injured. Far from that. I don't get roughed up enough to do so. Though I suppose an occasional checkup is useful. But I'm not getting one today.
I walk in past the sliding doors of the Credit Valley Hospital, proceeding right to the receptionist. I sigh as I reached there. I am somewhat reluctant to do this.
Receptionist: Can I help you?
Leon: Yeah. I'm looking for Layla Kelfield.
Receptionist: Alright. Right this way. Just need you to sign this release form, and she'll be ready to go.
Leon: Can't wait.
I roll my eyes at this. I sign off for her, and I am lead right to her room. I open the door, and see her there. A nice looking lady, though many wold consider her hot. I don't. She saw me, and smiled.
Layla: Hello Leon.
Leon: What did you do to get yourself in here? You don't look like you've been injured.
Layla: Really Leon? Is that any way to greet your mother.
Yeah. This sassy red haired troublesome, irritating woman, is my mother. I smirked, while rolling my eyes. She huffed at me, before grabbing the last of her things, and followed me out to the car. Once we got in, I let out a breath I hadn't realized I had been holding.
Layla: I'm not surprised you said that, though would it really kill you to show concern?
Leon: No, but it would make me feel like throwing up.
Layla: Har har. I need to get home, so can you please take me there.
Leon: Alright.
I can't help but smirk in amusement. Our relationship has improved over the years, yet there are some things that i doubt I'll be able to fully let go. I start up the car, as she leans back. I hear her sigh.
Layla: I swear, that is the last time I do Heroin. Sick of this shit.
Leon: You said that three years ago.
Layla: I know. It's just so...I don't know son. It's a bad addiction. Messes with your mind. More then anything else. At least that I've experienced. For all your quirks, I'm just glad you didn't do that shit.
Leon: Who says I haven't?
I could feel her glaring at me. Once we were at a stop, I looked over, and saw that she did fully mean it, but it was also a lazy glare. Roll my eyes at her again.
Leon: Relax woman. I'm not doing it now myself. Hell I haven't even done coke in a while.
Layla: Just weed then?
Leon: Yup. I ain't ever giving that up.
Layla: Good. About the only think I'll allow myself to do these days. And quit rolling your eyes at me.
Leon: Whatever mom.
Layla: How's Monica doing?
Leon: Why do you care? I thought you hated her.
Layla: No I...never really did.
Leon: Okay, this is new. But tell me when we reach your place. Not to far from here.
She sighed, agreeing with what I said. The silence almost became uncomfortable after that, but there wasn't much that could be said or done about it now. After about ten minutes of this silence, we finally arrived at her place. I walked her inside. She immediately went to her couch, and sat down.
Damn, this place hasn't been cleaned in a while. A bit surprising, considering mom's OCD. She hates having her living room all messed up. Then again, she always wanted us to be presentable. Needless to say, that is one of the problems between us, but it's minor in the end.
Layla: I need to clean this shit up. I'll do that tomorrow though. Still not feeling the best.
Leon: Okay seriously. What the fuck happened? You're usually in there due to your own clumsiness!
Layla: I OD'ed. Ain't that fucken obvious?
I looked at her intently. She did indeed show signs of a rough night. Not that surprised that she overdosed on Heroin. I heard her give a heavy sigh, as she tried to relax.
Layla: Not like you would care.
Leon: Well I obviously care enough to have picked you up. Ain't that fucken enough?!?!?!
Layla: Oh shut the fuck up Leon! I know that if I dropped dead, you wouldn't care.
Leon: Hmph. I'll admit, I wouldn't lose much sleep over it, but I'd still mourn you for a little while. I don't totally hate you.
Layla: I'm still trying to figure out why you even do?
Leon: You know why. It's because of you I spend a year in jail because you snorted all the cocaine that I was selling, try try to put some fucken food on our table. If it wasn't for that, my boss at the time wouldn't have been framed. Not to mention you always told me to never fight back. I'm sorry woman, but I can't do that! Even before Lucifer blessed me with this power, I always had a fighting spirit. Why do you think I took to wrestling so easy? Why do you think I enjoy what I do, many more times then I should!
I saw her eyes widen at that. I can't believe she might have forgotten about that. I see her pressing her hand against her forehead, almost trying to rub off a headache. Even heard her whimper a bit.
Layla: I...fuck. I can't blame you for hating me over that incident. I've hated myself for that. It's part of the reason I became this fucked up piece of shit that I am.
Leon: At least you admit it!
Layla: I know. I know I'm an addict. Hence why I am not going to do drugs anymore. I refuse to do so. I'll seek help to keep me on track.
Leon: Oh would you listen to yourself. You sound like all those other idiot addicts now. Nothing more then a bunch of life pamphlets is what you all are. It's disgusting.
Layla: What the fuck are you trying to say Leon? That I should continue to do drugs?
Leon: Only if you want to. Don't go and quit just because it might kill you. If you want quit, do it because you're over that phase of your life. If not, then if you really care, do so in fucken moderation. Jeez, all those addicts should realize that if they swear it off, they still lose the battle. Another reason I fucken can't stand religion, because it's what they tell you to do!
I was so worked up at that point, that i smashed my hand into the wall. It wasn't all the way through, but left a nice dent. I shook my hand, to get rid of the drywall dust that had fall on there. Mom looked at me, with shock.
Layla: I can't believe I'm saying this, but you're right. You're absolutely right. Why haven't other people thought of that?
Leon: Their heads are to far up God's ass that they can't come to logical conclusions.
Layla: Perhaps. Well I'll certainly try. But I seriously am over Heroin. Lying in that bed, barely awake...I felt that I don't need Heroin in my life.
Leon: Well that's a better response.
Mom smiled at me. It was one of those rare smiles of her that reminded me when we got along fully. Back to a more veiled time in my life. Though I still do miss some of those times, it's not worth seeking.
Leon: Also mom, weren't you tell me you were going to tell me why you don't hate Demonica? Even though you tried to push me away from her.
Layla: Look at me Leon. What do I do for a living?
It took me a moment to remember, but once I did, it was easy to see why mom didn't want me to be with Demonica. Because they were both the same. They're both strippers. Well, Demonica was one. Now she's an executive secretary, which is very good for her.
Leon: It makes more sense now. But why do you still do that?
Layla: Well, some of us do enjoy it. I happen to.
Leon: Not that I really needed to know that mom.
Layla: Oh lighten up Leon. I can't help it if I'm this good looking at forty six.
Leon: Yeah you're also lucky that you managed to win a nice jackpot in order to afford everything in your life.
Layla: Indeed. Just be glad I haven't blown it all away.
Leon: Yeah. Surprisingly enough.
The both of us share a laugh at that. Well the one thing I can appreciate about mom, is she is able to take herself far less seriously then when she originally became a mother. I wonder if she would revert to her old ways if she suddenly did have another kid.
Layla: So, how's APW been for you?
Leon: Alright. Definitely better then some places I've been to. At least here more are willing to embrace their savagery.
Layla: I suppose that's good. When was your last match?
Leon: A couple weeks ago. Losing effort. The prick I had to face was resourceful enough to get the victory, but will it be enough the next time?
Layla: The next time?
Leon: I'm planning on breaking him down. To put him in a state of rage. To go berserk on me. To want to kill me. Just to prove he's no better then me. And trust me, he isn't.
Layla: You say that about everyone though.
Leon: Because I know for a fact they aren't. They're just denying it. All the fucken time!
Layla: What about your next match?
Leon: Oh it happens to be Thursday but it's over in Athens Greece, so I better get my shit packed up so I can catch my morning flight. As for my opponent, it's a tough woman.
Layla: Oh. I didn't know they allowed mixed gender action.
Leon: It's more commonplace then what you would think.
Layla: That's good. But...what does that mean for you?
Leon: Oh...whatever could you mean mother?
I smirked as I finished that sentence, because what indeed cold it mean. And by the look on her disgusted face, she knows exactly what it means for my opponent, Shione Oshima.
Layla: Can't you go one day without thinking that?
Leon: Why should I?
Layla: Jeez Leon. You're worse then Randy.
Leon: I know. And I'm very proud of it.
This time, it was mom's turn to roll her eyes. I continued to smirk, much to mom's annoyance. Suddenly though, she herself begins to smirk for a second, before she chuckles. A bit odd to say the least, considering that she doesn't exactly like what I insinuated what I was going to be doing.
Layla: Well either way, if you do, make it something worth talking about. Make it, really raunchy.
Leon: If it comes to that. But you know...this has been the first time in years we've had a good talk. Everything out in the open. I like that.
Layla: Yeah. Nothing more should be kept in the dark. I got things out in the open, what about you?
Leon: I've always been a bit of an open book in terms of what I want. I have nothing major to share.
Layla: Good. Will I be able to come by for visits. I really want to meet my grandchildren.
I knew this was coming. But I suppose that upon learning why she didn't want me to be with Demonica, I guess I can allow that, so as long as she doesn't change who they are.
Leon: Only if you clear things up with Demonica. Other then that, and trying to influence them, I don't see the problem. Question is, when this world becomes hell, will you be with me, or against me?
Layla: With. I may not be twisted like you, but why not enjoy it. Besides, even without you, this world is going to hell anyways. You're just making sure it does.
Leon: Yeah. Anyways, I gotta get going. Gotta pack some things up.
Layla: Alright then. Good luck, have fun. And Leon...I love you.
Leon: I...I know.
I heard her sigh. She knew that was all she was going to get out of me, so she accepted it. I got up, and left.
It was about an hour later, when I got back home. Decided to grab a quick bite to eat. I'm still feeling better about that woman than I have in years. But that hasn't eased off the sheer amount of rage I've built since Shockwave. I hated the fact that Smith was able to beat me. It was a decisive victory, so he can actually say he got a victory over me. But that is only one.
Upon entering, I go right into the kitchen, grabbed a beer, and headed into the basement. I get myself all set up and ready to shoot, because inspite of that somewhat good time at mom's, I got alot to say still, especially about my opponent, and what she's in for.
Leon: So who am I facing this week? Well as it turns out, it is against somebody who has defeated Smith. Shione Oshima to be exact. Another bitch in my world, another one to fuck. That's how I usually say it, right? Well it's true, I do want do many bad things. But yet at the same time, it goes much deeper.
The Oshima family's black sheep has made an impact here in APW. For that, she's the current talk of the town. But how long will that last for her. I'm not sure.
What you bring to the table amuses me. You're a perfect picture of defiance. Escaping from your crime organized family in order to pursue your passion, no matter the risk it cost to you. With that Shione, I think I might have found the one person worth respecting.
I sigh after saying that. I then noticed that I hadn't even opened up my beer. I cracked it open, and smirked. I know it's strange for me to say that respect somebody. Hell, I'm having a hard time believing that i said it. But it's the truth, what else can I say?
Leon: Yes, I just said that. I said I have a decent amount of respect for one person. To defy what they were originally expected to do, is something worth admiring, even for me. But really, is that going to change the outcome of what's going to happen? You all are fucken idiots if you think it does.
As far as I'm concerned, you're just another obstacle in my way towards the ultimate take over. Another opponent, that just so happen to get a fluke victory over somebody who has to die. Ultimately, just another beautiful woman, all for me to fuck senseless. Though I do wish I could, but due to certain shit, I guess I'll have to settle with some groping.
Oh and don't go to your old man about it. I bet he won't help. But aside from that, he can't help. Because if he tried to kill me, he would fail. If he tried to take my family away, I will publicly burn him alive.
I begin to laugh at that thought. I know Shione wouldn't go to her family for protection, because from what I can tell, she has to much pride to do so. I begin to drink some of my beer. I then put it down. I then get my focus back into the camera.
Leon: The more and more I think about it though, the more I realize that this is a must win for me. Because you did defeat Smith, where as I fumbled in that regard. In order for me to get back on track, you, Shione Oshima, must pay in blood.
I must throw you around like a rag doll. I must break your bones. I must make you another victim! Because if I don't, then my goals will be pushed even farther back from where they should be. Because how the fuck am I supposed to get things done, if I not only lose to a woman, but a woman who had the biggest fluke victory in her career last week.
Leon: But maybe, you should be thanking me for that win. You see Shione, I have no doubt, that if Smith hadn't faced me at Shockwave, you would not have won. You would not had a defining moment, for me to ruin. Sure I didn't attack you, but nobody had their focus on you when I beat the shit out of Smith.
I also realize that yes, what I did was a sneak attack, but guess what bitch? I am the bad guy. It's part of the cliche for me to do sneak attacks. This isn't like the cartoon shows and Animie made for kids you know, where the sneak attacks and dirty tricks of the bad guys are always unsuccessful. If anything, this is as about a dark and twisted Animie, where in the end, the bad guy does win. But enough of the references.
I have reached a point where I must do what I can to win. It's not just about the stats though. It's about making sure, that I alone get to rule over APW as a whole. Only I can do so, with others who have proven themselves worthy of walking along with me, to force the real human nature out of us.
The pure, destructive nature, that each of us are born with. We're just animals afterall.
I stopped right there just for a second, to take another giant swig of my beer. Once I am done with it though, I can't help but think of Athens. It's almost fitting in some regard to this world, with what has been happening over there in recent years.
Leon: The more I think about it, it's fitting that we should visit Athens at least once, because you and APW have something in common with the monuments they have. They once represented beauty, and superiority. Greece was once the best nation around, thousands of years ago. But now, look at Greece. In constant turmoil, and the monuments of their gods...decayed. Which is what APW will become. Thrown into chaos, and the rules...decayed to nothing.
But how does that affect you Shione? You're a beautiful woman, even if alot more athletic and muscled then most women. But when I'm done, that will all change, because I will vandalize you, and all that you try to stand for.
I want you to try your hardest, for it's not worth anything if you don't fight back. I know you will. That's what makes me want to break you. To break your spirit and body, while you try to fight the inevitable. If you truly are the pride of Japan, then I am going to be that tsunami that wipes you out. Only this time, there is no rebuilding from my wrath. Unlike nature, I'm not merciful enough to allow a chance of rebuilding.
Prepare yourself Shione. Enjoy your time. Because once you step into the ring with me, only pain and death, awaits you! Cheers!
I bring my beer forward a bit, almost making a toast to her. In a sense I was. Inspite of my respect, I know what needs to be done. Unlike anyone else, I am not questioning it. I don't need to. Because what I must do to Shione, from destroying her, to humiliating her in any way I see fit...it's all part of the game, and I enjoy every last bit of it.
Leon: I can't believe I'm doing this. It's been a while since I have been here. A place where even the wicked go to rest up. A Hospital. Never seem to go there of my own free will.
But this time isn't because I'm injured. Far from that. I don't get roughed up enough to do so. Though I suppose an occasional checkup is useful. But I'm not getting one today.
I walk in past the sliding doors of the Credit Valley Hospital, proceeding right to the receptionist. I sigh as I reached there. I am somewhat reluctant to do this.
Receptionist: Can I help you?
Leon: Yeah. I'm looking for Layla Kelfield.
Receptionist: Alright. Right this way. Just need you to sign this release form, and she'll be ready to go.
Leon: Can't wait.
I roll my eyes at this. I sign off for her, and I am lead right to her room. I open the door, and see her there. A nice looking lady, though many wold consider her hot. I don't. She saw me, and smiled.
Layla: Hello Leon.
Leon: What did you do to get yourself in here? You don't look like you've been injured.
Layla: Really Leon? Is that any way to greet your mother.
Yeah. This sassy red haired troublesome, irritating woman, is my mother. I smirked, while rolling my eyes. She huffed at me, before grabbing the last of her things, and followed me out to the car. Once we got in, I let out a breath I hadn't realized I had been holding.
Layla: I'm not surprised you said that, though would it really kill you to show concern?
Leon: No, but it would make me feel like throwing up.
Layla: Har har. I need to get home, so can you please take me there.
Leon: Alright.
I can't help but smirk in amusement. Our relationship has improved over the years, yet there are some things that i doubt I'll be able to fully let go. I start up the car, as she leans back. I hear her sigh.
Layla: I swear, that is the last time I do Heroin. Sick of this shit.
Leon: You said that three years ago.
Layla: I know. It's just so...I don't know son. It's a bad addiction. Messes with your mind. More then anything else. At least that I've experienced. For all your quirks, I'm just glad you didn't do that shit.
Leon: Who says I haven't?
I could feel her glaring at me. Once we were at a stop, I looked over, and saw that she did fully mean it, but it was also a lazy glare. Roll my eyes at her again.
Leon: Relax woman. I'm not doing it now myself. Hell I haven't even done coke in a while.
Layla: Just weed then?
Leon: Yup. I ain't ever giving that up.
Layla: Good. About the only think I'll allow myself to do these days. And quit rolling your eyes at me.
Leon: Whatever mom.
Layla: How's Monica doing?
Leon: Why do you care? I thought you hated her.
Layla: No I...never really did.
Leon: Okay, this is new. But tell me when we reach your place. Not to far from here.
She sighed, agreeing with what I said. The silence almost became uncomfortable after that, but there wasn't much that could be said or done about it now. After about ten minutes of this silence, we finally arrived at her place. I walked her inside. She immediately went to her couch, and sat down.
Damn, this place hasn't been cleaned in a while. A bit surprising, considering mom's OCD. She hates having her living room all messed up. Then again, she always wanted us to be presentable. Needless to say, that is one of the problems between us, but it's minor in the end.
Layla: I need to clean this shit up. I'll do that tomorrow though. Still not feeling the best.
Leon: Okay seriously. What the fuck happened? You're usually in there due to your own clumsiness!
Layla: I OD'ed. Ain't that fucken obvious?
I looked at her intently. She did indeed show signs of a rough night. Not that surprised that she overdosed on Heroin. I heard her give a heavy sigh, as she tried to relax.
Layla: Not like you would care.
Leon: Well I obviously care enough to have picked you up. Ain't that fucken enough?!?!?!
Layla: Oh shut the fuck up Leon! I know that if I dropped dead, you wouldn't care.
Leon: Hmph. I'll admit, I wouldn't lose much sleep over it, but I'd still mourn you for a little while. I don't totally hate you.
Layla: I'm still trying to figure out why you even do?
Leon: You know why. It's because of you I spend a year in jail because you snorted all the cocaine that I was selling, try try to put some fucken food on our table. If it wasn't for that, my boss at the time wouldn't have been framed. Not to mention you always told me to never fight back. I'm sorry woman, but I can't do that! Even before Lucifer blessed me with this power, I always had a fighting spirit. Why do you think I took to wrestling so easy? Why do you think I enjoy what I do, many more times then I should!
I saw her eyes widen at that. I can't believe she might have forgotten about that. I see her pressing her hand against her forehead, almost trying to rub off a headache. Even heard her whimper a bit.
Layla: I...fuck. I can't blame you for hating me over that incident. I've hated myself for that. It's part of the reason I became this fucked up piece of shit that I am.
Leon: At least you admit it!
Layla: I know. I know I'm an addict. Hence why I am not going to do drugs anymore. I refuse to do so. I'll seek help to keep me on track.
Leon: Oh would you listen to yourself. You sound like all those other idiot addicts now. Nothing more then a bunch of life pamphlets is what you all are. It's disgusting.
Layla: What the fuck are you trying to say Leon? That I should continue to do drugs?
Leon: Only if you want to. Don't go and quit just because it might kill you. If you want quit, do it because you're over that phase of your life. If not, then if you really care, do so in fucken moderation. Jeez, all those addicts should realize that if they swear it off, they still lose the battle. Another reason I fucken can't stand religion, because it's what they tell you to do!
I was so worked up at that point, that i smashed my hand into the wall. It wasn't all the way through, but left a nice dent. I shook my hand, to get rid of the drywall dust that had fall on there. Mom looked at me, with shock.
Layla: I can't believe I'm saying this, but you're right. You're absolutely right. Why haven't other people thought of that?
Leon: Their heads are to far up God's ass that they can't come to logical conclusions.
Layla: Perhaps. Well I'll certainly try. But I seriously am over Heroin. Lying in that bed, barely awake...I felt that I don't need Heroin in my life.
Leon: Well that's a better response.
Mom smiled at me. It was one of those rare smiles of her that reminded me when we got along fully. Back to a more veiled time in my life. Though I still do miss some of those times, it's not worth seeking.
Leon: Also mom, weren't you tell me you were going to tell me why you don't hate Demonica? Even though you tried to push me away from her.
Layla: Look at me Leon. What do I do for a living?
It took me a moment to remember, but once I did, it was easy to see why mom didn't want me to be with Demonica. Because they were both the same. They're both strippers. Well, Demonica was one. Now she's an executive secretary, which is very good for her.
Leon: It makes more sense now. But why do you still do that?
Layla: Well, some of us do enjoy it. I happen to.
Leon: Not that I really needed to know that mom.
Layla: Oh lighten up Leon. I can't help it if I'm this good looking at forty six.
Leon: Yeah you're also lucky that you managed to win a nice jackpot in order to afford everything in your life.
Layla: Indeed. Just be glad I haven't blown it all away.
Leon: Yeah. Surprisingly enough.
The both of us share a laugh at that. Well the one thing I can appreciate about mom, is she is able to take herself far less seriously then when she originally became a mother. I wonder if she would revert to her old ways if she suddenly did have another kid.
Layla: So, how's APW been for you?
Leon: Alright. Definitely better then some places I've been to. At least here more are willing to embrace their savagery.
Layla: I suppose that's good. When was your last match?
Leon: A couple weeks ago. Losing effort. The prick I had to face was resourceful enough to get the victory, but will it be enough the next time?
Layla: The next time?
Leon: I'm planning on breaking him down. To put him in a state of rage. To go berserk on me. To want to kill me. Just to prove he's no better then me. And trust me, he isn't.
Layla: You say that about everyone though.
Leon: Because I know for a fact they aren't. They're just denying it. All the fucken time!
Layla: What about your next match?
Leon: Oh it happens to be Thursday but it's over in Athens Greece, so I better get my shit packed up so I can catch my morning flight. As for my opponent, it's a tough woman.
Layla: Oh. I didn't know they allowed mixed gender action.
Leon: It's more commonplace then what you would think.
Layla: That's good. But...what does that mean for you?
Leon: Oh...whatever could you mean mother?
I smirked as I finished that sentence, because what indeed cold it mean. And by the look on her disgusted face, she knows exactly what it means for my opponent, Shione Oshima.
Layla: Can't you go one day without thinking that?
Leon: Why should I?
Layla: Jeez Leon. You're worse then Randy.
Leon: I know. And I'm very proud of it.
This time, it was mom's turn to roll her eyes. I continued to smirk, much to mom's annoyance. Suddenly though, she herself begins to smirk for a second, before she chuckles. A bit odd to say the least, considering that she doesn't exactly like what I insinuated what I was going to be doing.
Layla: Well either way, if you do, make it something worth talking about. Make it, really raunchy.
Leon: If it comes to that. But you know...this has been the first time in years we've had a good talk. Everything out in the open. I like that.
Layla: Yeah. Nothing more should be kept in the dark. I got things out in the open, what about you?
Leon: I've always been a bit of an open book in terms of what I want. I have nothing major to share.
Layla: Good. Will I be able to come by for visits. I really want to meet my grandchildren.
I knew this was coming. But I suppose that upon learning why she didn't want me to be with Demonica, I guess I can allow that, so as long as she doesn't change who they are.
Leon: Only if you clear things up with Demonica. Other then that, and trying to influence them, I don't see the problem. Question is, when this world becomes hell, will you be with me, or against me?
Layla: With. I may not be twisted like you, but why not enjoy it. Besides, even without you, this world is going to hell anyways. You're just making sure it does.
Leon: Yeah. Anyways, I gotta get going. Gotta pack some things up.
Layla: Alright then. Good luck, have fun. And Leon...I love you.
Leon: I...I know.
I heard her sigh. She knew that was all she was going to get out of me, so she accepted it. I got up, and left.
It was about an hour later, when I got back home. Decided to grab a quick bite to eat. I'm still feeling better about that woman than I have in years. But that hasn't eased off the sheer amount of rage I've built since Shockwave. I hated the fact that Smith was able to beat me. It was a decisive victory, so he can actually say he got a victory over me. But that is only one.
Upon entering, I go right into the kitchen, grabbed a beer, and headed into the basement. I get myself all set up and ready to shoot, because inspite of that somewhat good time at mom's, I got alot to say still, especially about my opponent, and what she's in for.
Leon: So who am I facing this week? Well as it turns out, it is against somebody who has defeated Smith. Shione Oshima to be exact. Another bitch in my world, another one to fuck. That's how I usually say it, right? Well it's true, I do want do many bad things. But yet at the same time, it goes much deeper.
The Oshima family's black sheep has made an impact here in APW. For that, she's the current talk of the town. But how long will that last for her. I'm not sure.
What you bring to the table amuses me. You're a perfect picture of defiance. Escaping from your crime organized family in order to pursue your passion, no matter the risk it cost to you. With that Shione, I think I might have found the one person worth respecting.
I sigh after saying that. I then noticed that I hadn't even opened up my beer. I cracked it open, and smirked. I know it's strange for me to say that respect somebody. Hell, I'm having a hard time believing that i said it. But it's the truth, what else can I say?
Leon: Yes, I just said that. I said I have a decent amount of respect for one person. To defy what they were originally expected to do, is something worth admiring, even for me. But really, is that going to change the outcome of what's going to happen? You all are fucken idiots if you think it does.
As far as I'm concerned, you're just another obstacle in my way towards the ultimate take over. Another opponent, that just so happen to get a fluke victory over somebody who has to die. Ultimately, just another beautiful woman, all for me to fuck senseless. Though I do wish I could, but due to certain shit, I guess I'll have to settle with some groping.
Oh and don't go to your old man about it. I bet he won't help. But aside from that, he can't help. Because if he tried to kill me, he would fail. If he tried to take my family away, I will publicly burn him alive.
I begin to laugh at that thought. I know Shione wouldn't go to her family for protection, because from what I can tell, she has to much pride to do so. I begin to drink some of my beer. I then put it down. I then get my focus back into the camera.
Leon: The more and more I think about it though, the more I realize that this is a must win for me. Because you did defeat Smith, where as I fumbled in that regard. In order for me to get back on track, you, Shione Oshima, must pay in blood.
I must throw you around like a rag doll. I must break your bones. I must make you another victim! Because if I don't, then my goals will be pushed even farther back from where they should be. Because how the fuck am I supposed to get things done, if I not only lose to a woman, but a woman who had the biggest fluke victory in her career last week.
Leon: But maybe, you should be thanking me for that win. You see Shione, I have no doubt, that if Smith hadn't faced me at Shockwave, you would not have won. You would not had a defining moment, for me to ruin. Sure I didn't attack you, but nobody had their focus on you when I beat the shit out of Smith.
I also realize that yes, what I did was a sneak attack, but guess what bitch? I am the bad guy. It's part of the cliche for me to do sneak attacks. This isn't like the cartoon shows and Animie made for kids you know, where the sneak attacks and dirty tricks of the bad guys are always unsuccessful. If anything, this is as about a dark and twisted Animie, where in the end, the bad guy does win. But enough of the references.
I have reached a point where I must do what I can to win. It's not just about the stats though. It's about making sure, that I alone get to rule over APW as a whole. Only I can do so, with others who have proven themselves worthy of walking along with me, to force the real human nature out of us.
The pure, destructive nature, that each of us are born with. We're just animals afterall.
I stopped right there just for a second, to take another giant swig of my beer. Once I am done with it though, I can't help but think of Athens. It's almost fitting in some regard to this world, with what has been happening over there in recent years.
Leon: The more I think about it, it's fitting that we should visit Athens at least once, because you and APW have something in common with the monuments they have. They once represented beauty, and superiority. Greece was once the best nation around, thousands of years ago. But now, look at Greece. In constant turmoil, and the monuments of their gods...decayed. Which is what APW will become. Thrown into chaos, and the rules...decayed to nothing.
But how does that affect you Shione? You're a beautiful woman, even if alot more athletic and muscled then most women. But when I'm done, that will all change, because I will vandalize you, and all that you try to stand for.
I want you to try your hardest, for it's not worth anything if you don't fight back. I know you will. That's what makes me want to break you. To break your spirit and body, while you try to fight the inevitable. If you truly are the pride of Japan, then I am going to be that tsunami that wipes you out. Only this time, there is no rebuilding from my wrath. Unlike nature, I'm not merciful enough to allow a chance of rebuilding.
Prepare yourself Shione. Enjoy your time. Because once you step into the ring with me, only pain and death, awaits you! Cheers!
I bring my beer forward a bit, almost making a toast to her. In a sense I was. Inspite of my respect, I know what needs to be done. Unlike anyone else, I am not questioning it. I don't need to. Because what I must do to Shione, from destroying her, to humiliating her in any way I see fit...it's all part of the game, and I enjoy every last bit of it.
