Post by Cloud Strife on Jan 5, 2009 21:42:58 GMT -5
Corrigan had just gotten up and walked out of my office, which if I was being honest was still messing with my head. His words cut at me the wrong way, and it took me a few seconds after the door had closed to realize what had just happened. I knew that I had to stop affiliating myself with DHS, I knew I had to be an impartial judge, but underlying me decision to do this was the desire to help the younger generation. Wasn't that what Corrigan, no Jonny, was? Didn't I see potential in him when I first saw him? Wasn't that why I took him into DHS?
Cloud:Fuck!
I shot up out of the chair and rushed to the door. Yanking it open I run into the hall and look to my left, nothing. I look to my right just in time to see Jonny turn a corner. I start running after him.
Cloud:JONNY! WAIT!
I continued to run and as I turned the corner I skidded to a halt to stop from colliding with him. His eyes bored into me, and I could see the affect of what I had done.
Cloud:Come on take a walk with me.
He turned around as I came to his side, and I slung my arm over his shoulder. We began to walk at a slow pace and I started talking.
Cloud:Listen, I need to explain a few things to you. I realize that what I said might have, how do I put this, ruined all the work I put in with you. Recently you have come so far from what you were when you first got here. What with winning matches and winning the tag belt you have around your waist right now.
He looked down at the belt and I could see the same look in his eyes that I had in mine when I held my first title in the CWA. The Bar Room Brawl Championship still held a special place in my heart, and always would. The feeling I had then was one of wonder, and of denial. I didn't believe I was worthy of it. That came later, after much blood, sweat and tears.
Cloud:Becoming Commissioner is just another step in my journey, and I don't want you to be put out if I can't do anything about the Regulators. I have to think about what is good for everyone now, and I am not so sure the way we were doing things in DHS was the right way. I don't regret the decision to start it with Jay, nor do I regret anything that happened. But I can no longer be a part of it. Listen to Jay, he knows what he is doing, and he won't lead you astray. If you feel like he is doing something you don't like, take your fate into your own hands. I will always be here to guide you Jon. That will never change.
We were at the elevators now and I took my arm back and he turned to me. I could see the confidence starting to return to him. Not as strong, but it was enough to make me smile.
Cloud:You knew in your mind that what we had was only a temporary thing. It is time for you to learn from someone else, I promise you that soon enough you won't need to learn from us, and you will be starting and finishing your own wars.
All I got from him was a nod, but it was enough. I said goodbye to him and turned away and began to walk as I heard him click the elevator button. He still had a long way to come, but he would make it. My feet trod a familiar path, I had to get away from that damn office. I had to get my mind back to where it needed to be. After a few minutes I was standing outside my old locker room. A smile spread across my face as I saw the faded plaque on the door. I turned the knob and walked into the room. It was the exact same way I left it.
I strode into the room and took off the suit jacket I had donned since becoming mish. Walking up to the well worn punching bag I took my stance and threw a punch. A few more flew, and before I knew it my shirt was soaked in sweat. After some time, which I couldn't tell you how long since I lost track I stumbled to the couch and plopped down. I spent a few minutes regaining my breath and then a smile spread across my lips. Saying out loud to the empty room:
Cloud:I don't need a damn office or a fancy suit, this is my office. And what I have always worn will be my suit. Why should I change myself for the office I now fill? Why not change the office to suit me?
I then lowered my head like I would to prepare for and match and closed my eyes with a smile still on my face. The world was starting to become clearer to me.
Fade to Black.
Cloud:Fuck!
I shot up out of the chair and rushed to the door. Yanking it open I run into the hall and look to my left, nothing. I look to my right just in time to see Jonny turn a corner. I start running after him.
Cloud:JONNY! WAIT!
I continued to run and as I turned the corner I skidded to a halt to stop from colliding with him. His eyes bored into me, and I could see the affect of what I had done.
Cloud:Come on take a walk with me.
He turned around as I came to his side, and I slung my arm over his shoulder. We began to walk at a slow pace and I started talking.
Cloud:Listen, I need to explain a few things to you. I realize that what I said might have, how do I put this, ruined all the work I put in with you. Recently you have come so far from what you were when you first got here. What with winning matches and winning the tag belt you have around your waist right now.
He looked down at the belt and I could see the same look in his eyes that I had in mine when I held my first title in the CWA. The Bar Room Brawl Championship still held a special place in my heart, and always would. The feeling I had then was one of wonder, and of denial. I didn't believe I was worthy of it. That came later, after much blood, sweat and tears.
Cloud:Becoming Commissioner is just another step in my journey, and I don't want you to be put out if I can't do anything about the Regulators. I have to think about what is good for everyone now, and I am not so sure the way we were doing things in DHS was the right way. I don't regret the decision to start it with Jay, nor do I regret anything that happened. But I can no longer be a part of it. Listen to Jay, he knows what he is doing, and he won't lead you astray. If you feel like he is doing something you don't like, take your fate into your own hands. I will always be here to guide you Jon. That will never change.
We were at the elevators now and I took my arm back and he turned to me. I could see the confidence starting to return to him. Not as strong, but it was enough to make me smile.
Cloud:You knew in your mind that what we had was only a temporary thing. It is time for you to learn from someone else, I promise you that soon enough you won't need to learn from us, and you will be starting and finishing your own wars.
All I got from him was a nod, but it was enough. I said goodbye to him and turned away and began to walk as I heard him click the elevator button. He still had a long way to come, but he would make it. My feet trod a familiar path, I had to get away from that damn office. I had to get my mind back to where it needed to be. After a few minutes I was standing outside my old locker room. A smile spread across my face as I saw the faded plaque on the door. I turned the knob and walked into the room. It was the exact same way I left it.
I strode into the room and took off the suit jacket I had donned since becoming mish. Walking up to the well worn punching bag I took my stance and threw a punch. A few more flew, and before I knew it my shirt was soaked in sweat. After some time, which I couldn't tell you how long since I lost track I stumbled to the couch and plopped down. I spent a few minutes regaining my breath and then a smile spread across my lips. Saying out loud to the empty room:
Cloud:I don't need a damn office or a fancy suit, this is my office. And what I have always worn will be my suit. Why should I change myself for the office I now fill? Why not change the office to suit me?
I then lowered my head like I would to prepare for and match and closed my eyes with a smile still on my face. The world was starting to become clearer to me.
Fade to Black.
