Post by Fallen One on Jul 15, 2008 9:23:11 GMT -5
The REW is awash with dark murky thoughts. Thoughts of war and conflict, the impending conflict between The Dark Horse Society and the rest of the REW faithful. The air swarms with violent thoughts and dangerous uncertainty. Everyplace one looks, one finds themselves drawn, asked, pulled or influenced to join one side or the other.
One could even say a choice is being forced upon them.
Then there is the likes of Hunter Stevens who are not aligned with either side of the flood and ask others to join them, envisioning themselves as leaders, but leaders of what? What use is a leader if his followers do not know the reason why they are following?
Finally, amid all of this, there is Trash.
A man who has never followed another and for this has been punished by being discarded to the side, ignored at best and punished at worst through all his life, a man choosing his career for the opportunity it offers.
An opportunity not to be a followed, not to be a leader, but an opportunity to be independent. A free thinker so to speak, without the chains of unnatural limitations imposed upon him by the society that surrounds him with the goal of control.
Backstage Hunter Stevens walks out of his lockeroom when he is approached by this man.
Trash : Hunter Stevens. I have heard your message...
Stevens laughs and smiles, extending his hand outwards.
Hunter Stevens : So I see. And you aim to follow me to whatever new heights I take this filthy federation to?
Trash shakes his head.
Trash : No. I aim to prove that REW needs no leader...
Hunter Stevens : Oh I wouldn't say so. Look around...DHS and the rest of the company are trying to tear each other apart...a leader is what you all need.
Trash : Maybe others need someone to keep them on a leash, but I don't.
Hunter Stevens : And why exactly approach me then if you aim to play around with all the other low lifes around here?
Trash smirks.
Trash : Your challenge for the next card. Consider it accepted.
Hunter Stevens approaches Trash face to face.
Hunter Stevens : What makes you think you are worthy of stepping into the ring with the guiding light?
Trash : What makes YOU dare approach me so very close?
With a mere flash, Thrash grabs Stevens by the stomach and throws him onto the floor with a quick suplex. Stevens gets up, now angered but before he gets a chance to respond to Trash's assault, security swarms the area and keeps both men at a distance.
Hunter Stevens : Cheap shots is all you REW lowlifes are capable of!
Trash just smiles as security holds Stevens away and turns to leave.
