Post by focus on Aug 17, 2015 17:08:23 GMT -6
The laughter still echos. Focus still covers his ears when it gets so loud. Back then, he thought evil things. Things unimaginable to a ten year old. The thing about it was, they weren't laughing at him, no, they were laughing at their teacher up at the front of the class. And all he wanted at that moment, was to shut them up. For good. On this day in particular, he snapped. He couldn't take it anymore.
He snapped his pencil in half, and the two classmates near him that were laughing got half of the pencil in their throats.
Focus spent the rest of his child hood and early adulthood in counciling and away from other people.
The Focus you know today.... is that same Focus.
We snap from the images of the young Focus, to the present one. Where we find Focus sitting in a park filled with people, walking, talking, sitting, sunbathing, playing, laughing, everything, you name it. The noise was loud but Focus wasn't letting it get to him. Not yet anyway. We find him sitting on a park bench, his head down.
"So I bet you all are wondering, why did I kidnap Dahlia only to pretty much give her back with so little of a fight?"
He lifts his head up and we find that his eyes are dark, almost black like.
"My question to you is, have I? She might be back with Evil, but perception sometimes can be an illusion."
He lowers his head and laughs.
"Origins is here. Johnny Evil is off in a cage."
He laughs again at this.
"And I'm in a tournament for the Mayhem Title. My first opponent is Samuel Amos, a guy that is so full of words as of lately. A guy that can't seem to know what it'll take to win in this company. Many, including him say that I don't know what it takes to win as well. Wrong. I do know what it takes, winning a fight in the ring is only half the battle. I won every week leading up to Origins. I won as I watched Evil cry every week at Anarchy and I'm going to continue to watch him cry moving forward."
"I'm going to start this tournament out with you Samuel. I'm going to use you as the example to set the tone when I step back in the ring for the iron man match. Because that's simply what you are, a stepping stone that elevates other careers and I'm lucky enough that you're going to elevate mine to gold."
He raises his head as a couple walks by him. He stares back into the camera.
Now Jakob Adder, you might have won your first match here in Chaos Wrestling and got yourself in this tournament, but let be one of the first to tell you that your not an Iron Man. I'm sure you're living your dream, wrestling and winning, but don't get used to it. Your chance at becoming a Chaos Champion is going to slip through your grasp."
"Jackson Santee and Ethan Evans, have your match to decide whose better than who, what really matters is winning your match and winning the Iron Man match and just like Jakob Adder, neither of you are Iron Men."
"And last, Jason Cashe seems you got your hands full with Jackson Santee. Are you going to let that get in the way of you winning your match against Jakob Adder, hell the guy won his first match. How badly do you want to win the Mayhem Title? I get titles are who you are, so what happens if you don't win? Are you going to go crying back to where you came from? What was it 4CW? It don' matter who they are, their of no importance here. What's important is that your no Iron Man.
I AM IRON MAN."
Focus stands up from his seat and looks at the camera with a smirk on his face.
"I am going to win this Mayhem Title through this tournament and withstand the Iron Man match. I'm going to be holding that title and put all these doubters to bed. Everyone will be thinking twice when they face me as the Mayhem champion."
He turns and walks into the park, laughing the entire time.
Fade.