Post by zero on Aug 30, 2009 21:02:48 GMT -4
The door opens up to reveal Nero staring down at a table full of pictures of the numbers. Two figures walk through the door, the only two people he trusted in the world. His only two brothers. One was large man around 6'6 and the other a boy the same height as Nero. The only lights were the one above the table and the light from behind the door. Neither could barely be seen.
Nero: It's so obvious.
A smile began to form as Nero stared at there pictures writing instructions down.
Nero: Simply killing them is not enough. It would be more then likely to set a fire in peoples eyes if they grew to love and pity them only to have them heroically shot down in a blaze of glory. Heheheheh, father is too foolish to realize this.
Both brothers stood silently in the dark as they listened to Nero. It was rare when he was actually wronge about things like this. Underground politics some would call it. Nero pulls up a picture that has Zero and Shamel in it.
Nero: With Zero continuing to inspire, eventually the rest of the mob will act and when they do, a chain reaction will set off, but... The best part about hiding a face behind a mask is that no one knows who you look like. No one except maybe his little comrade Shamel.
Nero turns to his brothers with the picture in his hand.
Nero: When the time is right, we kill Shamel and replace Zero with a look alike. It will be much easier to put a bullet through there skulls with there backs turned to us. This family's name is ruined, when the threat is emanate to others, we make our move to clear our name.
City Dump
Trash all around and in heaps, reaking of an unearthly stench. Zero and Shamel can be spotted sparring in a section of it. The manager of the dump often let them do a little work out for a bit or even sleep the night there in the trash. People got to know them and though technically they shouldn't be there, it was often overlooked. Shamel kept his arms up. Strap to them was some makeshift pads that were some kind of fluff or padding that could randomly be found. They were duck taped together and then taped onto his forearm. The Zero tactfully took his swings, both using there imaginations, pretending it was someone else fighting. Zero would keep punch the pads and often Shamel would try to psych him out with instructions or go for a jab to be sure he would block. With the right equipment it could have been easier and with an actual trainer but as always they've dealt with the hand given to them.
Shamel: You've gotta be quick, faster then fast, faster then usual. John Green isn't your friend in this fight. There is Zero and only Zero to worry about.
Zero hesitated when the name John Green was mentioned but tried to maintain focus.
Shamel: Hades isn't going to give you a chance to attack him, you make the opportunity yourself. Ted's a little slower but he packs a punch, keep your eyes on him and make sure he doesn't get a hold of you.
Zero jabbed harder and tried to speed up his routine.
Shamel: Hades has been out of the picture for awhile though. Dont underestimate him but take John more seriously. He's fresh from fighting, and word on the street says he's getting pretty pumped up for this fight. Can't blame him.
Zero was about to make impact but stopped. His arm twitched a little as he froze, inches away from the pad. Zero calls time out and sits down.
Shamel: Z-zero what's wrong?
Zero shook his head as he tries to focus. The anxiety was kicking in by the though of fighting Green. Shamel walks to the Zero's jacket lying on the floor near a broken tv and pulls out the pad for Zero and tosses it to him.
Shamel: Something's bugging you. You got to have a level head when fighting, c'mon man tell me whats wrong.
Zero uncapped the pen in his pocket and began writing.
I can't fight John Green.
Shamel: heh, look I know its a bit nerve racking because he's been here for awhile and the dude is capable of doing some damage but-
Zero shakes his head and grabs the pad back and writes "NO!" and draws an arrow back to his previous statement and underlines and circles "can't fight".
Shamel: Ooooh shit... No, you gotta be kidding me.
Zero nods his head and rests his face on his palm.
Shamel: No no no, you can't do this! You have to be in this to win this! There's a lot riding on this Zero! You can't let your rules and morals get your ass kicked! John Green is good yes, but he's looking for blood! Your blood too might I add!
Zero writes on the pad again.
I don't have what it takes to hurt innocent people, even if innocent people have what it takes to hurt me.
Shamel: God Damn It Zero! He'll tear you to shreds if you don't fight back! Do you think John Green carries the same moral standards you do!? This isnt about beating the wicked anymore! This is about setting a message!
What message? That I'm stronger then the other man? That the Zero can beat anyone? The Zero isn't just some piece of meat so people can idolize me to represent strength! If not for anything else I should be representing the common man seeking justice! A blade that slices through everything is no better then a blade that slices though only good.
Shamel: That is not what the people will see and you know it! You can't expect not to come across good people with a bone to pick with you! Even good people will throw punches at you if there is something on the line.
Then I will endure like no other.
Shamel reads this and the shock this man gives him make him fall back a few steps. With a painful expression on his face, he continues to back up.
Shamel: You can't do this! You expect me to endure this!? My only and best friend being pummeled before my eyes helplessly!?!? How could you be so selfish!? I'm not going to continue training you if your only going to get yourself killed...
Shamel turns and walks away ripping the pads off his arm and keeps his head down. The Zero sighed and walked towards his coat. After putting it on he slips his pad back in his pocket and adjusts his goggles. He stretches his arms a bit and begins to walk off after Shamel till some noise behind him caught his attention. As he turns his head back to one of the scrap heaps, a big piece of metal that resembled what was once a rim to a car came flying his way. With his left arm he swung at it, knocking it out of the air but he didn't have time to defend against The Number Nine who just suddenly appeared with a steel pipe. He jabs Zero in the gut and as he leans over, Nine pulls back and swings at his right. Zero just gets an arm up there in time to cushin the hit with his right arm but Nine kicks the Zero down as he was blocking. The Zero attempts to get up but Nine presses the Zero down with his foot and the steel bar was jabbed into the dirt next to Zero's head.
The Number Nine: You are quite something you know that? We could have been the Ten if you would have decided to wield weapons instead of solely using only your fists. But no, some genius thought that holding a weapon was a temptation to kill, that we should show criminals out there some mercy instead of giving them what they deserve! For that I loath you entirely.
The Zero struggled to get up but to no avail. Shamel was long gone by now and ever time the Zero tried to force Nine off with his hands, Nine would simply stomp on his right arm or jab his pipe into his left
The Number Nine: You can fight a Number who fights for justice but you can't fight a wrestler who fights for what? Retaining his honor back? A man in search of glory and redemption? The Numbers risk there lives each day and not all of us make it out alive! Even the original Number Nine has died merely three years into the business. He sacrificed himself to save the Number Eight yet you want to pick a fight with him? For what cause again? To save criminal? Give everyone an equal oppertunity? Your one of the three originals still alive to this day and you still live by those rules of your! You are one incredibly lucky man but you're a man in the highest category of moron!
The Nine kicks the Zero over. Zero quickly tries to get up but is met with Nine's foot kicking him back down again.
The Number Nine:How long do you plan on getting beat up for nothing! When will you realize that your not alone in this anymore! There are people behind you who would love to share the fall with you instead of watching you die alone!
He lets the Zero get up after the beat down.
The Number Nine: Will you fight John Green after I just told you how much is riding on you?
The Zero shakes his head no.
The Number Nine: ZEEERO!
This sets a fire in the Nine as hurls the steel rod at Zero.
The Number Nine:CLENCH THOSE-
Zero grabs it to block the Nine but the Nine pulls Zero's hands out of the way and pulls back for one of his hardest hits he could possibly muster.
The Number Nine: -FUCKING TEETH!
The Nine swings and hits Zero so hard in the face that he actually goes flying back before he hits the ground. Some how managing to hang on to his consciousness, he looks back at the Nine surprised by how hard he hit him.
The Number Nine: Did that wake you up?
The Number Nine stood over Zero again, shaking his hand he hit Zero with from the pain of impact.
The Number Nine: Your representing much more then yourself when your up there in the ring fighting you know? You represent the numbers, this city, and most importantly the ability of the common man. Fighting in that ring isn't like fighting in the streets. There's a lot more to it then that now. Your beginning to inspire more people then ever before through APW then through the streets itself. Your single handedly speeding up the process of cleaner streets everywhere. Isn't that what we were all about? There's more to it now then simply beating every wicked person that rears there ugly face.
The Nine holds his hand out and Zero takes it and lifts himself up.
The Number Nine: I'm not sure if Shamel will be there to see you fight or promo for you so just in case I'll take care of it. I don't know if your going to fight John Green but for your own sake I hope you do...
Order Through Chaos
Two big men in suits drag a ragged man in tattered and torn blood stained clothing wearing a plastic white mask over his face. The room he was dragged in was a large garage probably two stories high that could probably fit around 5-6 cars inside. An older man was working on a car until he saw them come inside. He walks up to them and dries his hands of the oil.
The Don: What is this bullshit right here? Another masked hero trying to stop crime? This is the second one this month.
Thug: We caught this one trying to stop us from collecting protection fees in a local bar.
The Don: Doesn't anyone have any respect for the mob these days? What happened to the good old days where bullshit like this never happened? Civilian and Mafia had a clear line drawn between them and both fear and respect of the mob was honored?
Masked Man: Were not afraid of you any more! The Zero can stop you! So can we!
The Don: Zero? Zero's a masked wrestler living up to propaganda. You don't really think he's a hero do you?
Masked Man: He brings us hope! He's real enough to pose a threat to people like you!
The Don chuckled as he walked back to his wall with tools hung. He grabbed a nail gun and walked back to the "hero".
The Don: You know I hear the Zero doesnt take his mask off. Seeing how your such a big fan, it only be right if you didnt either.
He puts the nail gun up on the masked man's forehead and pulls the trigger. The masked figure's head drops down as his body relaxes showing that he was now dead.
The Don: Bag this mother fucker up and toss his ass on the streets for the people to see. Let it be known that if your caught wearing a mask, they should be prepared to wear it to the grave. That should put an end to this bullshit.
APW
The camera switches on to reveal The Numbers Zero and The Number Nine standing next to each other with row row fight the power on while in the ring before the matches tonight. The Nine takes the mic and begins to speak to the fans that were cheering for the Zero.
The Number Nine: The Zero, for years he has fought for the people on the streets, now he fights for us all. Whether the oppenet finds it laughable or impossible, this man will carve his own destiney into the stone and make it as such! Zero, The Numbers, the police, the marines, our government, they will crumble without your support! A wall cannot stand without enough bricks! Fight with us and we will fight for you!
As the crowd cheered, the Nine began ranting again.
The Number Nine: Hades! Ted! How do you two stand a chance when your so hated!? You fight as one while he fights as hundreds if not thousands! You will inevitably be overwhelmed by the sheer power the of all of these people! With that in mind, only you John Green, possibly stand a chance against the Zero! This... This right here is where it will all lead to. John Green vs The Number Zero. It pains the Zero to have to fight John, but it is the Zero who is trying to capture something more then just glory, fame, or redemption. Justice. Pure and sweet justice that stands at the end of a long, long, road ahead of us.
The crowd cheers for the Zero and roar out there approval. Zero and Nine stood there letting there roars of acceptance sink in. The Nine takes a step away from Zero and faces him. As he brings up the mic he speaks.
The Number Nine: Zero....
He raises his hand for the Zero for Peace symbol and shouts.
The Number Nine: IGNITE!
Everyone starts screaming Zero for Peace on and on again.
With all the cheers, the Zero began to start to feel a little guilty and thought to himself.
But... I can't fight him...
Nero: It's so obvious.
A smile began to form as Nero stared at there pictures writing instructions down.
Nero: Simply killing them is not enough. It would be more then likely to set a fire in peoples eyes if they grew to love and pity them only to have them heroically shot down in a blaze of glory. Heheheheh, father is too foolish to realize this.
Both brothers stood silently in the dark as they listened to Nero. It was rare when he was actually wronge about things like this. Underground politics some would call it. Nero pulls up a picture that has Zero and Shamel in it.
Nero: With Zero continuing to inspire, eventually the rest of the mob will act and when they do, a chain reaction will set off, but... The best part about hiding a face behind a mask is that no one knows who you look like. No one except maybe his little comrade Shamel.
Nero turns to his brothers with the picture in his hand.
Nero: When the time is right, we kill Shamel and replace Zero with a look alike. It will be much easier to put a bullet through there skulls with there backs turned to us. This family's name is ruined, when the threat is emanate to others, we make our move to clear our name.
City Dump
Trash all around and in heaps, reaking of an unearthly stench. Zero and Shamel can be spotted sparring in a section of it. The manager of the dump often let them do a little work out for a bit or even sleep the night there in the trash. People got to know them and though technically they shouldn't be there, it was often overlooked. Shamel kept his arms up. Strap to them was some makeshift pads that were some kind of fluff or padding that could randomly be found. They were duck taped together and then taped onto his forearm. The Zero tactfully took his swings, both using there imaginations, pretending it was someone else fighting. Zero would keep punch the pads and often Shamel would try to psych him out with instructions or go for a jab to be sure he would block. With the right equipment it could have been easier and with an actual trainer but as always they've dealt with the hand given to them.
Shamel: You've gotta be quick, faster then fast, faster then usual. John Green isn't your friend in this fight. There is Zero and only Zero to worry about.
Zero hesitated when the name John Green was mentioned but tried to maintain focus.
Shamel: Hades isn't going to give you a chance to attack him, you make the opportunity yourself. Ted's a little slower but he packs a punch, keep your eyes on him and make sure he doesn't get a hold of you.
Zero jabbed harder and tried to speed up his routine.
Shamel: Hades has been out of the picture for awhile though. Dont underestimate him but take John more seriously. He's fresh from fighting, and word on the street says he's getting pretty pumped up for this fight. Can't blame him.
Zero was about to make impact but stopped. His arm twitched a little as he froze, inches away from the pad. Zero calls time out and sits down.
Shamel: Z-zero what's wrong?
Zero shook his head as he tries to focus. The anxiety was kicking in by the though of fighting Green. Shamel walks to the Zero's jacket lying on the floor near a broken tv and pulls out the pad for Zero and tosses it to him.
Shamel: Something's bugging you. You got to have a level head when fighting, c'mon man tell me whats wrong.
Zero uncapped the pen in his pocket and began writing.
I can't fight John Green.
Shamel: heh, look I know its a bit nerve racking because he's been here for awhile and the dude is capable of doing some damage but-
Zero shakes his head and grabs the pad back and writes "NO!" and draws an arrow back to his previous statement and underlines and circles "can't fight".
Shamel: Ooooh shit... No, you gotta be kidding me.
Zero nods his head and rests his face on his palm.
Shamel: No no no, you can't do this! You have to be in this to win this! There's a lot riding on this Zero! You can't let your rules and morals get your ass kicked! John Green is good yes, but he's looking for blood! Your blood too might I add!
Zero writes on the pad again.
I don't have what it takes to hurt innocent people, even if innocent people have what it takes to hurt me.
Shamel: God Damn It Zero! He'll tear you to shreds if you don't fight back! Do you think John Green carries the same moral standards you do!? This isnt about beating the wicked anymore! This is about setting a message!
What message? That I'm stronger then the other man? That the Zero can beat anyone? The Zero isn't just some piece of meat so people can idolize me to represent strength! If not for anything else I should be representing the common man seeking justice! A blade that slices through everything is no better then a blade that slices though only good.
Shamel: That is not what the people will see and you know it! You can't expect not to come across good people with a bone to pick with you! Even good people will throw punches at you if there is something on the line.
Then I will endure like no other.
Shamel reads this and the shock this man gives him make him fall back a few steps. With a painful expression on his face, he continues to back up.
Shamel: You can't do this! You expect me to endure this!? My only and best friend being pummeled before my eyes helplessly!?!? How could you be so selfish!? I'm not going to continue training you if your only going to get yourself killed...
Shamel turns and walks away ripping the pads off his arm and keeps his head down. The Zero sighed and walked towards his coat. After putting it on he slips his pad back in his pocket and adjusts his goggles. He stretches his arms a bit and begins to walk off after Shamel till some noise behind him caught his attention. As he turns his head back to one of the scrap heaps, a big piece of metal that resembled what was once a rim to a car came flying his way. With his left arm he swung at it, knocking it out of the air but he didn't have time to defend against The Number Nine who just suddenly appeared with a steel pipe. He jabs Zero in the gut and as he leans over, Nine pulls back and swings at his right. Zero just gets an arm up there in time to cushin the hit with his right arm but Nine kicks the Zero down as he was blocking. The Zero attempts to get up but Nine presses the Zero down with his foot and the steel bar was jabbed into the dirt next to Zero's head.
The Number Nine: You are quite something you know that? We could have been the Ten if you would have decided to wield weapons instead of solely using only your fists. But no, some genius thought that holding a weapon was a temptation to kill, that we should show criminals out there some mercy instead of giving them what they deserve! For that I loath you entirely.
The Zero struggled to get up but to no avail. Shamel was long gone by now and ever time the Zero tried to force Nine off with his hands, Nine would simply stomp on his right arm or jab his pipe into his left
The Number Nine: You can fight a Number who fights for justice but you can't fight a wrestler who fights for what? Retaining his honor back? A man in search of glory and redemption? The Numbers risk there lives each day and not all of us make it out alive! Even the original Number Nine has died merely three years into the business. He sacrificed himself to save the Number Eight yet you want to pick a fight with him? For what cause again? To save criminal? Give everyone an equal oppertunity? Your one of the three originals still alive to this day and you still live by those rules of your! You are one incredibly lucky man but you're a man in the highest category of moron!
The Nine kicks the Zero over. Zero quickly tries to get up but is met with Nine's foot kicking him back down again.
The Number Nine:How long do you plan on getting beat up for nothing! When will you realize that your not alone in this anymore! There are people behind you who would love to share the fall with you instead of watching you die alone!
He lets the Zero get up after the beat down.
The Number Nine: Will you fight John Green after I just told you how much is riding on you?
The Zero shakes his head no.
The Number Nine: ZEEERO!
This sets a fire in the Nine as hurls the steel rod at Zero.
The Number Nine:CLENCH THOSE-
Zero grabs it to block the Nine but the Nine pulls Zero's hands out of the way and pulls back for one of his hardest hits he could possibly muster.
The Number Nine: -FUCKING TEETH!
The Nine swings and hits Zero so hard in the face that he actually goes flying back before he hits the ground. Some how managing to hang on to his consciousness, he looks back at the Nine surprised by how hard he hit him.
The Number Nine: Did that wake you up?
The Number Nine stood over Zero again, shaking his hand he hit Zero with from the pain of impact.
The Number Nine: Your representing much more then yourself when your up there in the ring fighting you know? You represent the numbers, this city, and most importantly the ability of the common man. Fighting in that ring isn't like fighting in the streets. There's a lot more to it then that now. Your beginning to inspire more people then ever before through APW then through the streets itself. Your single handedly speeding up the process of cleaner streets everywhere. Isn't that what we were all about? There's more to it now then simply beating every wicked person that rears there ugly face.
The Nine holds his hand out and Zero takes it and lifts himself up.
The Number Nine: I'm not sure if Shamel will be there to see you fight or promo for you so just in case I'll take care of it. I don't know if your going to fight John Green but for your own sake I hope you do...
Order Through Chaos
Two big men in suits drag a ragged man in tattered and torn blood stained clothing wearing a plastic white mask over his face. The room he was dragged in was a large garage probably two stories high that could probably fit around 5-6 cars inside. An older man was working on a car until he saw them come inside. He walks up to them and dries his hands of the oil.
The Don: What is this bullshit right here? Another masked hero trying to stop crime? This is the second one this month.
Thug: We caught this one trying to stop us from collecting protection fees in a local bar.
The Don: Doesn't anyone have any respect for the mob these days? What happened to the good old days where bullshit like this never happened? Civilian and Mafia had a clear line drawn between them and both fear and respect of the mob was honored?
Masked Man: Were not afraid of you any more! The Zero can stop you! So can we!
The Don: Zero? Zero's a masked wrestler living up to propaganda. You don't really think he's a hero do you?
Masked Man: He brings us hope! He's real enough to pose a threat to people like you!
The Don chuckled as he walked back to his wall with tools hung. He grabbed a nail gun and walked back to the "hero".
The Don: You know I hear the Zero doesnt take his mask off. Seeing how your such a big fan, it only be right if you didnt either.
He puts the nail gun up on the masked man's forehead and pulls the trigger. The masked figure's head drops down as his body relaxes showing that he was now dead.
The Don: Bag this mother fucker up and toss his ass on the streets for the people to see. Let it be known that if your caught wearing a mask, they should be prepared to wear it to the grave. That should put an end to this bullshit.
APW
The camera switches on to reveal The Numbers Zero and The Number Nine standing next to each other with row row fight the power on while in the ring before the matches tonight. The Nine takes the mic and begins to speak to the fans that were cheering for the Zero.
The Number Nine: The Zero, for years he has fought for the people on the streets, now he fights for us all. Whether the oppenet finds it laughable or impossible, this man will carve his own destiney into the stone and make it as such! Zero, The Numbers, the police, the marines, our government, they will crumble without your support! A wall cannot stand without enough bricks! Fight with us and we will fight for you!
As the crowd cheered, the Nine began ranting again.
The Number Nine: Hades! Ted! How do you two stand a chance when your so hated!? You fight as one while he fights as hundreds if not thousands! You will inevitably be overwhelmed by the sheer power the of all of these people! With that in mind, only you John Green, possibly stand a chance against the Zero! This... This right here is where it will all lead to. John Green vs The Number Zero. It pains the Zero to have to fight John, but it is the Zero who is trying to capture something more then just glory, fame, or redemption. Justice. Pure and sweet justice that stands at the end of a long, long, road ahead of us.
The crowd cheers for the Zero and roar out there approval. Zero and Nine stood there letting there roars of acceptance sink in. The Nine takes a step away from Zero and faces him. As he brings up the mic he speaks.
The Number Nine: Zero....
He raises his hand for the Zero for Peace symbol and shouts.
The Number Nine: IGNITE!
Everyone starts screaming Zero for Peace on and on again.
With all the cheers, the Zero began to start to feel a little guilty and thought to himself.
But... I can't fight him...
