Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2016 12:01:19 GMT -5
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Emma Dylan zips up her suitcase on the bed and sighs with relief. The blonde looks over at her brother who was busy scrolling through his phone, his own suitcase was still open. Although his shirts and pants were still all neatly laid out on the bed, they still were not put into the bag. Emma shakes her head and calls his name a few times. When he appears to have completely drowned out everything but his phone she snaps her fingers in front of his face to get this attention. He startles, looking up at her like a deer in headlights before realizing.
“Sorry Em.”
She points to the unpacked bag.
“Avery is going to be here soon. I for one am glad to be out of this motel. My back is killing me from all the springs that were stuck in it nightly.”
LJ chuckles softly. “You can take the girl out of the mansion but you can’t take the mansion out of the girl.”
Em bats him across the head playfully. “I am hardly as high maintenance as I used to be. But is it so bad to expect a bed that doesn’t put me a risk of accidental puncture?”
LJ appears sympathetic. “I’m sorry Em. Was best I could do last minute. It was a matter of upgrading as soon as I signed. You know your boyfriend is a real arse.”
Emma frowns.
“You goddamn well know he isn't my anything anymore. That was a low blow, Levi.”
She picks up her large suitcase and drops it angrily at the door.
“You need to get over him, Emma. He's obviously gotten over you. You can do better. He's my boss now but I don't have to like the bloke. I’m there for Avery.”
“And get revenge on Jenson and Matt?”
She says it as a question but she already knows the answer. LJ, however, avoids the question.
“Maybe Avery has some chums he can set you up with eh? Get your mind off it.”
Emma shakes her head.
“You can't be a martyr. You are a beautiful woman Em. I'm sure guys will be knocking down your door for an opportunity.”
“Just drop it LJ. Please? He might have been ready to be with someone else, but letting him go was one of the hardest things I have ever had to do. I couldn't keep a leash on him while I was stuck in Oz. A man like Dev needs to have a woman.”
LJ starts neatly putting his clothes in the suitcase as he speaks.
“You mean he needs eye candy to suck his...”
“Levi!”
He stops to look at her.
“You know I’m right. You broke it off cuz you wanted to be in control. It was an inevitability that he would have probably cheated on you while you were back home. While the cat's away, the mice will play.”
She glares at him.
He closes the suitcase and zipped it up.
“Your silence says everything. I know you better than you think Em. And I think you should go on a few dates. Even if they don't lead to anything at least you'll be moving forward. I know it's tough. You can't vent your frustrations in a ring. You can't just throw yourself into beating an opponent.”
He lifts his bag and places it next to hers before putting his hands on her shoulders and looking her straight in the eyes.
“You are stronger than you give yourself credit for.”
There is a succession of playful horn blows outside the room. LJ finally smirks and looks outside to see Not Avery, but his girlfriend Taylor behind the wheel of a blue SUV.
“Maybe Taylor has someone for you too LJ.”
LJ scoffs. “I think getting my heart ripped out once was enough.”
He opens the door, Taylor gets out of the car. Although she was only 18 weeks pregnant, the fact that her womb was occupied by three made her look a lot bigger than if she was only having one. Emma immediately gushes over her, running to hug Tay and put a hand on her belly.
“I can't believe how big you are!”
Taylor narrows her eyes. “Gee thanks, Em...”
Emma laughs. “Meant in a good way, love.”
Taylor looks up to LJ as he pulls the two suitcases to the trunk. “Really appreciate you guys letting us stay with you. It's much nicer than any hotel.”
It's Em speaking of course. Taylor looks back to Em and whispers, “Is he okay?”
Emma grimaces. “He’s still not over, you-know-who.”
Taylor shakes her head. “Maybe being. back in the states will help.”
“Doubtful but you never know.”
LJ comes back around. “Are we ready to go now ladies?”
Taylor smiles and climbs back into the SUV. LJ lets his sister take the front seat.
Taylor starts backing out, “I can't wait for you to see the house finished. It doesn't look anything like it did before. It’s a brand new start.”
LJ can't help but appreciate the irony in her words, even though it wasn't intentional.
***
:::ON CAMERA:::
The scene opens up with not anything special. It's dark except for some accented swear words before the black fades away as the person moves back from the camera. As the figure backs out, it's obvious that it's a camera set up on a tripod and the man was LJ Daugherty.
He's dressed in jeans, a blue polo shirt, and white sneakers. And despite the relatively short time since he had flown back to Australia, he is prematurely graying a touch at his temples.
He folds his hands on his knee and clears his throat.
“Well, some of you probably anticipated seeing me returning one day, while others thought that I had simply vanished off the face of the planet. Either way, it doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is that I am here now. I am once again in a promotion run by Devlin Scott, for as much of an arse I think he is, his business sense is on point. So despite what some may think, I am not actually here to cause mayhem or to try to ruin Devlin because he lies in his personal life. No. That is not why I came back.”
There is still no indication of a smile on his face. In fact, his gaze is so stony one might think the man speaking was incapable of positive emotions.
“And I am not back to rekindle any past love affairs. I am notorious for making bad decisions when it comes to relationships therefore that is not even on the table presently.”
He finally leans forward on his knees.
“What I am here for is to rekindle something else. Rekindle my love for this sport. It takes a toll on you to have your life go completely topsy-turvy nearly overnight but it was almost enough to have me retire... almost. But I recovered, my Da recovered. My Sis recovered and then, I wasn't needed to be the lighthouse in the sea of Daughterty, but one in the ocean of Redemption wrestling. I think the straw was seeing that cunt of a man Jenson show up thinking he is owed something. An undeserved arrogance like his, can't be left unchallenged. That was one of the reasons that things got out of control before.”
She lets a small smirk escape his hold.
“And I have agreed to let Devlin place me where he sees fit but the stipulation was of course that I would get to exact my vengeance on the people who deserve it. Giovanna Mancini felt it. Matt Shields and Jenson Idol felt it when I slid into that ring. And they felt it again when Avery and I exacted retribution just this last week for the good people of Albuquerque to see.”
He sighs.
“And this week we get serious. I have to go up against a man I call my brother. It isn't anything new, though, we have faced off before and he was able to beat me for the NGW Marquee championship that I held for three months. And as much as I would do just about anything for this man, laying down for him is not nor has it ever been something I do. He will get a fight from me.”
As he thinks of what to say next, a touch of anger shows on his face, something that was uncharacteristic for this large man.
“Jenson is nothing but a spoiled brat that thinks the world owes him something. If he wants something? He just takes it. No remorse. No compassion. In fact just based on some of the relationships he's had, when he breaks one toy, it's nothing to move on to the next. He tries to give himself far too much credit when it comes to a lot of things in his life but beating me legitimately will not be one of them.”
She shakes his head.
“There is something to be said for a man that needs to pick up a weapon or interfere in a match to get what he wants and there is nothing good about it. If he enjoys being known as a worm, then, by all means, he may continue to follow his present course but at the end of the day? He can not have pride in his wins if he gives up fighting fairly. I suppose that's why he bailed from London... couldn't stand up to the guys taking the piss outta him and ran to America. Decided to build up his ego by getting his haunches raised to make himself look bigger. Eventually, those little scrappy, scrawny runts in a wolf pack either get bigger, runoff or get killed. So he has a choice here that is bigger than life. Let's see what he decides to make of it eh?.”
He appears to be done but the stops himself to look back at the camera.
“And don't forget that you, Matthew Shields are high on my hit list. And it's not just about Em either. This has to do with the fact that your Da never gave you a good walloping as a pup. You never learned to respect others. Naw, I got your number too. As much as I want to hold that title you’ve been clinging too, I’d much rather teach you a lesson or two first. Devlin has my list. I’ll be seeing the lot of you at one point or another. Until then, watch for gray skies, the storm always brings the monster.”
The scene fades out but before the video ends completely a stylized sea serpent materializes on the screen, its open mouth attacks the screen before it's finally at an end.
Emma Dylan zips up her suitcase on the bed and sighs with relief. The blonde looks over at her brother who was busy scrolling through his phone, his own suitcase was still open. Although his shirts and pants were still all neatly laid out on the bed, they still were not put into the bag. Emma shakes her head and calls his name a few times. When he appears to have completely drowned out everything but his phone she snaps her fingers in front of his face to get this attention. He startles, looking up at her like a deer in headlights before realizing.
“Sorry Em.”
She points to the unpacked bag.
“Avery is going to be here soon. I for one am glad to be out of this motel. My back is killing me from all the springs that were stuck in it nightly.”
LJ chuckles softly. “You can take the girl out of the mansion but you can’t take the mansion out of the girl.”
Em bats him across the head playfully. “I am hardly as high maintenance as I used to be. But is it so bad to expect a bed that doesn’t put me a risk of accidental puncture?”
LJ appears sympathetic. “I’m sorry Em. Was best I could do last minute. It was a matter of upgrading as soon as I signed. You know your boyfriend is a real arse.”
Emma frowns.
“You goddamn well know he isn't my anything anymore. That was a low blow, Levi.”
She picks up her large suitcase and drops it angrily at the door.
“You need to get over him, Emma. He's obviously gotten over you. You can do better. He's my boss now but I don't have to like the bloke. I’m there for Avery.”
“And get revenge on Jenson and Matt?”
She says it as a question but she already knows the answer. LJ, however, avoids the question.
“Maybe Avery has some chums he can set you up with eh? Get your mind off it.”
Emma shakes her head.
“You can't be a martyr. You are a beautiful woman Em. I'm sure guys will be knocking down your door for an opportunity.”
“Just drop it LJ. Please? He might have been ready to be with someone else, but letting him go was one of the hardest things I have ever had to do. I couldn't keep a leash on him while I was stuck in Oz. A man like Dev needs to have a woman.”
LJ starts neatly putting his clothes in the suitcase as he speaks.
“You mean he needs eye candy to suck his...”
“Levi!”
He stops to look at her.
“You know I’m right. You broke it off cuz you wanted to be in control. It was an inevitability that he would have probably cheated on you while you were back home. While the cat's away, the mice will play.”
She glares at him.
He closes the suitcase and zipped it up.
“Your silence says everything. I know you better than you think Em. And I think you should go on a few dates. Even if they don't lead to anything at least you'll be moving forward. I know it's tough. You can't vent your frustrations in a ring. You can't just throw yourself into beating an opponent.”
He lifts his bag and places it next to hers before putting his hands on her shoulders and looking her straight in the eyes.
“You are stronger than you give yourself credit for.”
There is a succession of playful horn blows outside the room. LJ finally smirks and looks outside to see Not Avery, but his girlfriend Taylor behind the wheel of a blue SUV.
“Maybe Taylor has someone for you too LJ.”
LJ scoffs. “I think getting my heart ripped out once was enough.”
He opens the door, Taylor gets out of the car. Although she was only 18 weeks pregnant, the fact that her womb was occupied by three made her look a lot bigger than if she was only having one. Emma immediately gushes over her, running to hug Tay and put a hand on her belly.
“I can't believe how big you are!”
Taylor narrows her eyes. “Gee thanks, Em...”
Emma laughs. “Meant in a good way, love.”
Taylor looks up to LJ as he pulls the two suitcases to the trunk. “Really appreciate you guys letting us stay with you. It's much nicer than any hotel.”
It's Em speaking of course. Taylor looks back to Em and whispers, “Is he okay?”
Emma grimaces. “He’s still not over, you-know-who.”
Taylor shakes her head. “Maybe being. back in the states will help.”
“Doubtful but you never know.”
LJ comes back around. “Are we ready to go now ladies?”
Taylor smiles and climbs back into the SUV. LJ lets his sister take the front seat.
Taylor starts backing out, “I can't wait for you to see the house finished. It doesn't look anything like it did before. It’s a brand new start.”
LJ can't help but appreciate the irony in her words, even though it wasn't intentional.
***
:::ON CAMERA:::
The scene opens up with not anything special. It's dark except for some accented swear words before the black fades away as the person moves back from the camera. As the figure backs out, it's obvious that it's a camera set up on a tripod and the man was LJ Daugherty.
He's dressed in jeans, a blue polo shirt, and white sneakers. And despite the relatively short time since he had flown back to Australia, he is prematurely graying a touch at his temples.
He folds his hands on his knee and clears his throat.
“Well, some of you probably anticipated seeing me returning one day, while others thought that I had simply vanished off the face of the planet. Either way, it doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is that I am here now. I am once again in a promotion run by Devlin Scott, for as much of an arse I think he is, his business sense is on point. So despite what some may think, I am not actually here to cause mayhem or to try to ruin Devlin because he lies in his personal life. No. That is not why I came back.”
There is still no indication of a smile on his face. In fact, his gaze is so stony one might think the man speaking was incapable of positive emotions.
“And I am not back to rekindle any past love affairs. I am notorious for making bad decisions when it comes to relationships therefore that is not even on the table presently.”
He finally leans forward on his knees.
“What I am here for is to rekindle something else. Rekindle my love for this sport. It takes a toll on you to have your life go completely topsy-turvy nearly overnight but it was almost enough to have me retire... almost. But I recovered, my Da recovered. My Sis recovered and then, I wasn't needed to be the lighthouse in the sea of Daughterty, but one in the ocean of Redemption wrestling. I think the straw was seeing that cunt of a man Jenson show up thinking he is owed something. An undeserved arrogance like his, can't be left unchallenged. That was one of the reasons that things got out of control before.”
She lets a small smirk escape his hold.
“And I have agreed to let Devlin place me where he sees fit but the stipulation was of course that I would get to exact my vengeance on the people who deserve it. Giovanna Mancini felt it. Matt Shields and Jenson Idol felt it when I slid into that ring. And they felt it again when Avery and I exacted retribution just this last week for the good people of Albuquerque to see.”
He sighs.
“And this week we get serious. I have to go up against a man I call my brother. It isn't anything new, though, we have faced off before and he was able to beat me for the NGW Marquee championship that I held for three months. And as much as I would do just about anything for this man, laying down for him is not nor has it ever been something I do. He will get a fight from me.”
As he thinks of what to say next, a touch of anger shows on his face, something that was uncharacteristic for this large man.
“Jenson is nothing but a spoiled brat that thinks the world owes him something. If he wants something? He just takes it. No remorse. No compassion. In fact just based on some of the relationships he's had, when he breaks one toy, it's nothing to move on to the next. He tries to give himself far too much credit when it comes to a lot of things in his life but beating me legitimately will not be one of them.”
She shakes his head.
“There is something to be said for a man that needs to pick up a weapon or interfere in a match to get what he wants and there is nothing good about it. If he enjoys being known as a worm, then, by all means, he may continue to follow his present course but at the end of the day? He can not have pride in his wins if he gives up fighting fairly. I suppose that's why he bailed from London... couldn't stand up to the guys taking the piss outta him and ran to America. Decided to build up his ego by getting his haunches raised to make himself look bigger. Eventually, those little scrappy, scrawny runts in a wolf pack either get bigger, runoff or get killed. So he has a choice here that is bigger than life. Let's see what he decides to make of it eh?.”
He appears to be done but the stops himself to look back at the camera.
“And don't forget that you, Matthew Shields are high on my hit list. And it's not just about Em either. This has to do with the fact that your Da never gave you a good walloping as a pup. You never learned to respect others. Naw, I got your number too. As much as I want to hold that title you’ve been clinging too, I’d much rather teach you a lesson or two first. Devlin has my list. I’ll be seeing the lot of you at one point or another. Until then, watch for gray skies, the storm always brings the monster.”
The scene fades out but before the video ends completely a stylized sea serpent materializes on the screen, its open mouth attacks the screen before it's finally at an end.
