Post by Kira Izumi on Apr 12, 2021 17:15:05 GMT -5
It’s dark, but there’s flashes of lights that peer into the room every so often. Only to disappear just as fast. They hurt her head as she grasps it and tries to cover her eyes. The noise doesn’t help, but you can’t help it when there’s thousands of fans in a shady venue she hadn’t even heard of till they got there that morning. The whole Die Macht dynamic has been shaky if she was honest. After the turmoil match and the GWA reunion team had embarrassed them, their impromptu leader upt and left like a cowardly manchild.
Then there was Armagedon who was far more helpful than the others. At least he put in effort or something she could call that. After that match their entire world crumbled. Their momentum, everything went to shit, but they wouldn’t give up so easily. They wouldn’t be defeated so easily. As all of these thoughts and many more raced through her head, a bright light would emit from the room. It was her phone going off. The name and number she knew all too well. They had a long and storied career. In fact without him she’d never even have gotten into this business. She let it ring for a minute before picking up. Letting out a heavy sigh before saying hello.
”Hey, it’s Kira. I was just worried about you, is all. You haven’t really been yer self in a while and when i checked out Destiny again i saw you in this group…”
”Kira… nows not a good time.”
”Yuki you say this everytime we try to talk. I know you’re still going through a lot but… i just really need to talk to you.”
”I know… i know…”
Why’d he have to be like this? Now he cares all of a sudden? Now that she lost the love of her life, nearly murdered and got turned into something else. Something not even her. She knew exactly how he was when someone was vulnerable. The way he could twist words and get a vice grip on someone. She was enamored with the lies once before, but she didn’t want that again. Yet here she is, following another seamstress who’s sewing thoughts into her easily manipulated fragile mind.
”I know it’s still hard to trust me. I know what i did to you was fucked, but i’m not that guy no more. You ain’t that girl no more. Yuki yer repeating a very dangerous cycle again and i don’t wanna see you get hurt anymore. This who-”
There he goes… god why couldn’t he just stop? She knows what she’s doing. After all what Rockface promised has came true. She’s gained power and praise. She became one of the top stars of the company. Hell she even won the IJWF Tag Team championships. The top tag titles in all of women’s wrestling. All after joining Die Macht.
”Hey Yuki! Yuki! Could you at least pretend to listen to me? I know yer not with that fake ‘uh huh’ and ‘yeah’ crap you do. This Die Macht thing ain’t good for you. That Rockface guy is using you.”
The phone shuts off as she doesn’t even tell him anything. She just sits back in the darkness as she turns the phone off and we fade to black.
Then there was Armagedon who was far more helpful than the others. At least he put in effort or something she could call that. After that match their entire world crumbled. Their momentum, everything went to shit, but they wouldn’t give up so easily. They wouldn’t be defeated so easily. As all of these thoughts and many more raced through her head, a bright light would emit from the room. It was her phone going off. The name and number she knew all too well. They had a long and storied career. In fact without him she’d never even have gotten into this business. She let it ring for a minute before picking up. Letting out a heavy sigh before saying hello.
”Hey, it’s Kira. I was just worried about you, is all. You haven’t really been yer self in a while and when i checked out Destiny again i saw you in this group…”
”Kira… nows not a good time.”
”Yuki you say this everytime we try to talk. I know you’re still going through a lot but… i just really need to talk to you.”
”I know… i know…”
Why’d he have to be like this? Now he cares all of a sudden? Now that she lost the love of her life, nearly murdered and got turned into something else. Something not even her. She knew exactly how he was when someone was vulnerable. The way he could twist words and get a vice grip on someone. She was enamored with the lies once before, but she didn’t want that again. Yet here she is, following another seamstress who’s sewing thoughts into her easily manipulated fragile mind.
”I know it’s still hard to trust me. I know what i did to you was fucked, but i’m not that guy no more. You ain’t that girl no more. Yuki yer repeating a very dangerous cycle again and i don’t wanna see you get hurt anymore. This who-”
There he goes… god why couldn’t he just stop? She knows what she’s doing. After all what Rockface promised has came true. She’s gained power and praise. She became one of the top stars of the company. Hell she even won the IJWF Tag Team championships. The top tag titles in all of women’s wrestling. All after joining Die Macht.
”Hey Yuki! Yuki! Could you at least pretend to listen to me? I know yer not with that fake ‘uh huh’ and ‘yeah’ crap you do. This Die Macht thing ain’t good for you. That Rockface guy is using you.”
The phone shuts off as she doesn’t even tell him anything. She just sits back in the darkness as she turns the phone off and we fade to black.