Post by Judge on Aug 3, 2015 13:05:03 GMT -5
THE 1997 INCIDENT
"I don't tell a lot about my past, technically I'm not supposed too. You know, society's and shit! I was kidnapped as a boy as were the others that I trained with, from that day on we were taught like regular children math and all that jazz. We were also trained to become mindless killing machines. Children trained to kill, sounds like some Hungar Games shit don't it?
Except this was real. To see our progress Ma Creed would make us participate against local schools and their teams...
I remember this one time in 1997..
I hurt some people...
A lot of people..."
"Remember boys and girls today is a progress report day," Ma Creed whispered between her yellow old teeth, "They laugh at the thought of children taking on a high school wrestling team. Make them swallow their laughter."
The gymnasium was packed to capacity with three other schools and the children of Ma Creeds home schooled kids. Judge was 12 but he was the biggest kid in the whole gym, standing awkwardly in front of Ma Creed who was adjusting his head gear.
"They are looking at me weird Ma," Judge said with wondering eyes and a shaky prepubescent voice, "I don't want to fell you but look at them boys. They want to hurt me."
She took her old hand spotted with bruises and stroked Judges cheek after all he was her favorite out of anyone she raised, "Honey child hurt them first. Don't hold back you are more than capable of taking on a small army."
This made Judge smile and he hugged her with nothing but love, chuckles from other boys settles his nerves giving him targets to focus on.
"Jesse McCoy and Zachary Tobler up first," shouted a ref. Zachary was a three time state champion, 18 well toned, and several inches taller then Judge. The boys were forced to shake hands while Zachs father shouts, "Kick the little dough boys ass! Show the child he ain't ready son!"
Other parents cheer in agreement. They started across each other crouched low hands out ready to strike. When the whistle blew Zach nor Judge struck instead Zach circled Judge like a buzzard. Judge broke rank seizing Zachs hands he pulls the bigger boy into him, off kilter Judge hooked his arms around the boy like a bear hug, and easily drove the boy face first into the mat!
Judge used his shoulder to roll Zach trying to hook both legs for the pin but one leg slipped out and Judge picked the boy up awkwardly slamming him down on his back once or twice. Zachary illegally hooks a finger into Judge's eye, this only pissed Judge off who let go of Zach rolling backwards to his feet. He moved like lighting drop kicking Zach in the face! The crowd booed and the ref blew his whistle calling for a 2 point deduction on Judge's score. Zachs father was stalking across the mat pointing at Judge, he couldn't tell what the old man was saying, and everything that happened afterwards was fast.
He grabbed Judge by the wrist his sharp trained brain kicks in he jabs the man in the throat, the ref grabs Judges shoulders but he disconnects his grasp with a head butt, two boys rush Judge a quick hay-maker drops one boy, and dropping low Judge uses a leg sweep to take down the other. For a second Judge watched as the rest of the boys he grew up with defend him by attacking the rest of the kids or parents alike. A coach wraps his arms around Judge but a simple push off the ground and then letting gravity pull his massive body down jerks the coach off balance. When Judge's bottom hits the ground his hard head drives into the coaches jaw..
CRUNCH!
It was a sick sound but Judge quickly snaps the man over his shoulder in a snapmare. The thud knocked the wind out of him and a jab to a certain nerve knocks him out. Judge jumps up lowering a shoulder and he sprints across the gym floor straight into the back and kidneys of a younger man jerking Ma Creed around. The man yelps loudly as he flies hard into the ground. The boys quickly circle Ma Creed cutting down anyone who got close with a punch here, a jab to the throat there, and a kick well placed into a chest sent adult men to the floor! The entire fight expanded a total of fifteen minutes. Judge like the others stay in defense mode while catching their breaths when a double door at the end of the gym opens, flooding the florescent lit room with sun light.
A figure also stands there smoking a cigarette with one hand in his pocket and the other gripping a gun tucked within his brown suit jacket. Ma Creed uses a hand to shield some of the light a small grin cracks at the corner of her mouth, "Victor they all passed! Now quickly lets get them on the bus before these people really come around." The man steps inside the gym, a much younger Victor Creed with a pitch black trimmed maintained beard and hair so black and thick it made it hard to believe he was so old now sporting gray hairs, and he ushers the children out the door.
Judge and another boy who had extremely pale skin stopped at the door and looked back at the chaos they caused. "Judge, Othello get your asses moving!" spat Victor it broke their gaze and caused them to sprint out of the gym.
PASSING THE TORCH
Judge and Jury sat in silence reflecting on their loss at the Iceys, Judge was taking it pretty hard knowing that if Jury had broke the pin allowing them fifteen more minutes he'd could have worn them down more. With fifteen minutes they could have secured victory.
"We lost Judge, dwell not on our loss but the showcase we presented!" Jury finally broke the silence and as they passed lights that lined the highway his face was expressionless and his gray eyes stayed locked on Judge. The man that was Cory Steel was completely gone and this new man sitting in front of Judge was hard to read and cold to the bone.
Licking the hole where his tooth use to be made Judge laugh, "All my years doing what I do, the fights, the pistol whips, and torture from many enemies a small framed candy girl knocks a pretty white tooth out of my head," he spits some blood out, "I failed you tonight."
Jury fills the van with robotic laughter, "We lost a hard fought battle and it won't be our last. This is a long war Judge we will have losses and we will win too. PCW will feel our cold unforgiving grasp believe me, we're far from done."
From the front of the van Victor turns around in the passenger seat reading his phone screen, "The Return to Glory card has been issued, Jury you got a break this week but you'll accompany Judge for his triple threat match."
"Who am I facing?" Judge asked with total confusion instead of answering him Victor hands him the phone his mouth dropping open, "Holy shit this can't be right! I don't want this."
Jury takes the phone and his eyes cut up to Judge, "Why would you pass up this opportunity?"
"Because the Underground is your thing man, before its all you ever dreamed of and I know you want it back," Judge said in his most pleading voice. The van comes to a stop the front doors open and a few seconds later the back opens Jury exiting first followed by Judge.
"Trust me Jury I don't want to step on your toes," Judge was stopped by Jury who turns Judge around by his shoulders and he looks up at him with his cold gray eyes, "The old me is dead Judge, all those past wants died with him. The need to be a king, the desire for money, or accepted by those who gave no fucks about me are as cold as Cory."
Victor walks up beside them smoking from his pipe his once black hair is highlighted with streaks of gray giving it a salt and pepper look he smiles at Judge, "What he's saying kid is seize the fucking moment! Passing the torch to you now."
"I seek only power now," Jury began but paused to reflect, "We seek power. Together we can take all the power from in PCW."
STORY TIME
It was bed time for the McCoy twins and tonight their Daddy was tucking them in, which meant they could easily coax their father for one of his stories. The giant man fluffs their pillows when Gracie the first of the twins with a yawn asks, "Daddy can we have one of your stories, please."
Judge tries to argue a way out of it but the force of twin puppy dog faces wins over his plea of a big day tomorrow. The big day being Return to Glory PCW's biggest pay-per-view and at this certain event Judge had the opportunity to seize the Underground crown! With the girls tucked in Judge scanned their book shelf for a book but nothing popped out to him so he drags a chair between their beds, a glass of wine usually shared with his wife but tonight it would loosen his tongue for a story, and the big man dives head first into his story.
"A long time ago when animals ruled the world their lived three warring tribes a clan of pirate rats who laid claim to the seas in the East. Lead by their fearless but drunken captain Tide.
In the south were the religious prophecy spitting zealots of possums, their most recognizable prophet and he with the most teeth was Bubba. He rallied his people behind him with hell fire and brimstone. And from the main city is the noble, fearless, stoic, and cunning most majestic warrior lion in ALL the land Judge. Many in the land begged him to take the mantle as their king but the noble stoic wise lion felt better if he earned the crown.
So a competition was announced, a battle to the death, a tribe would select their best man to compete and the winner would return glory to the land. Tide from the sea, Bubba from the south, and the majestic glorious Judge were the victors selected. Feasts were prepared all kinds of foods were fixed roasted pig, custards, the finest mead's, quail, baked duck, and all the grandest sweets from all around. They marched the victors through the streets blessing them with grand gifts! Circuses of dogs and cats preformed in the arena where the victors would soon do battle.
The selected warriors wee each given a month to prepare. On the day of battle the victors were given a final feast, after the feast they were taken to their quarter's to gear up. The arena was modeled after each victors territory, each territory was equipped with a mix of traps, and a full armory. A quick council was gathered to judge the contest and the rules were simple:
Only one can be crowned king.
The crowned king is the king of all territories.
They were soon turned loose they each fought hard and they all took their fair share of blood! However things turned quickly for the possum known as Bubba when the lion took his head in one bite! Before the fight he spent most his time entertaining those around him with false lies and drown himself in booze, the consequences made him a lit snack for the fearless, stoic, noble, majestic, strong, and righteous lion known as Judge! The people cheered for him and the death of Bubba.
The hunt for the villainous rat pirate Tide was another task, Judge had a light alliance with the pirate once before and his heart wasn't fully into killing him. However sometime before the tournament Tide was calling himself King, he was a false king in the eyes of Judge! So Judge gave Tide a choice, surrender and accept a quick death, or fight and die slowly. The foolish rat spat at the proposition and went on the attack...It proved foolish as the lion is the dominant species and devoured Tide in one bite! The people in all the lands loved that the lion known as Judge won he was thrown a mighty party, woman threw themselves at him, the male animals envied him, and the children wanted to be him!
He was given a crown and ruled with iron unforgiving paw! Oh, and there was no more warring tribes and everyone was happy ever after."
Judge finished his story and Gracie spoke up, "Whats the moral to the story daddy?"
"That when it comes to glory only Lions can hold that title. Because rats are vile nasty vermin and possums are stupid."
"I don't tell a lot about my past, technically I'm not supposed too. You know, society's and shit! I was kidnapped as a boy as were the others that I trained with, from that day on we were taught like regular children math and all that jazz. We were also trained to become mindless killing machines. Children trained to kill, sounds like some Hungar Games shit don't it?
Except this was real. To see our progress Ma Creed would make us participate against local schools and their teams...
I remember this one time in 1997..
I hurt some people...
A lot of people..."
"Remember boys and girls today is a progress report day," Ma Creed whispered between her yellow old teeth, "They laugh at the thought of children taking on a high school wrestling team. Make them swallow their laughter."
The gymnasium was packed to capacity with three other schools and the children of Ma Creeds home schooled kids. Judge was 12 but he was the biggest kid in the whole gym, standing awkwardly in front of Ma Creed who was adjusting his head gear.
"They are looking at me weird Ma," Judge said with wondering eyes and a shaky prepubescent voice, "I don't want to fell you but look at them boys. They want to hurt me."
She took her old hand spotted with bruises and stroked Judges cheek after all he was her favorite out of anyone she raised, "Honey child hurt them first. Don't hold back you are more than capable of taking on a small army."
This made Judge smile and he hugged her with nothing but love, chuckles from other boys settles his nerves giving him targets to focus on.
"Jesse McCoy and Zachary Tobler up first," shouted a ref. Zachary was a three time state champion, 18 well toned, and several inches taller then Judge. The boys were forced to shake hands while Zachs father shouts, "Kick the little dough boys ass! Show the child he ain't ready son!"
Other parents cheer in agreement. They started across each other crouched low hands out ready to strike. When the whistle blew Zach nor Judge struck instead Zach circled Judge like a buzzard. Judge broke rank seizing Zachs hands he pulls the bigger boy into him, off kilter Judge hooked his arms around the boy like a bear hug, and easily drove the boy face first into the mat!
Judge used his shoulder to roll Zach trying to hook both legs for the pin but one leg slipped out and Judge picked the boy up awkwardly slamming him down on his back once or twice. Zachary illegally hooks a finger into Judge's eye, this only pissed Judge off who let go of Zach rolling backwards to his feet. He moved like lighting drop kicking Zach in the face! The crowd booed and the ref blew his whistle calling for a 2 point deduction on Judge's score. Zachs father was stalking across the mat pointing at Judge, he couldn't tell what the old man was saying, and everything that happened afterwards was fast.
He grabbed Judge by the wrist his sharp trained brain kicks in he jabs the man in the throat, the ref grabs Judges shoulders but he disconnects his grasp with a head butt, two boys rush Judge a quick hay-maker drops one boy, and dropping low Judge uses a leg sweep to take down the other. For a second Judge watched as the rest of the boys he grew up with defend him by attacking the rest of the kids or parents alike. A coach wraps his arms around Judge but a simple push off the ground and then letting gravity pull his massive body down jerks the coach off balance. When Judge's bottom hits the ground his hard head drives into the coaches jaw..
CRUNCH!
It was a sick sound but Judge quickly snaps the man over his shoulder in a snapmare. The thud knocked the wind out of him and a jab to a certain nerve knocks him out. Judge jumps up lowering a shoulder and he sprints across the gym floor straight into the back and kidneys of a younger man jerking Ma Creed around. The man yelps loudly as he flies hard into the ground. The boys quickly circle Ma Creed cutting down anyone who got close with a punch here, a jab to the throat there, and a kick well placed into a chest sent adult men to the floor! The entire fight expanded a total of fifteen minutes. Judge like the others stay in defense mode while catching their breaths when a double door at the end of the gym opens, flooding the florescent lit room with sun light.
A figure also stands there smoking a cigarette with one hand in his pocket and the other gripping a gun tucked within his brown suit jacket. Ma Creed uses a hand to shield some of the light a small grin cracks at the corner of her mouth, "Victor they all passed! Now quickly lets get them on the bus before these people really come around." The man steps inside the gym, a much younger Victor Creed with a pitch black trimmed maintained beard and hair so black and thick it made it hard to believe he was so old now sporting gray hairs, and he ushers the children out the door.
Judge and another boy who had extremely pale skin stopped at the door and looked back at the chaos they caused. "Judge, Othello get your asses moving!" spat Victor it broke their gaze and caused them to sprint out of the gym.
PASSING THE TORCH
Judge and Jury sat in silence reflecting on their loss at the Iceys, Judge was taking it pretty hard knowing that if Jury had broke the pin allowing them fifteen more minutes he'd could have worn them down more. With fifteen minutes they could have secured victory.
"We lost Judge, dwell not on our loss but the showcase we presented!" Jury finally broke the silence and as they passed lights that lined the highway his face was expressionless and his gray eyes stayed locked on Judge. The man that was Cory Steel was completely gone and this new man sitting in front of Judge was hard to read and cold to the bone.
Licking the hole where his tooth use to be made Judge laugh, "All my years doing what I do, the fights, the pistol whips, and torture from many enemies a small framed candy girl knocks a pretty white tooth out of my head," he spits some blood out, "I failed you tonight."
Jury fills the van with robotic laughter, "We lost a hard fought battle and it won't be our last. This is a long war Judge we will have losses and we will win too. PCW will feel our cold unforgiving grasp believe me, we're far from done."
From the front of the van Victor turns around in the passenger seat reading his phone screen, "The Return to Glory card has been issued, Jury you got a break this week but you'll accompany Judge for his triple threat match."
"Who am I facing?" Judge asked with total confusion instead of answering him Victor hands him the phone his mouth dropping open, "Holy shit this can't be right! I don't want this."
Jury takes the phone and his eyes cut up to Judge, "Why would you pass up this opportunity?"
"Because the Underground is your thing man, before its all you ever dreamed of and I know you want it back," Judge said in his most pleading voice. The van comes to a stop the front doors open and a few seconds later the back opens Jury exiting first followed by Judge.
"Trust me Jury I don't want to step on your toes," Judge was stopped by Jury who turns Judge around by his shoulders and he looks up at him with his cold gray eyes, "The old me is dead Judge, all those past wants died with him. The need to be a king, the desire for money, or accepted by those who gave no fucks about me are as cold as Cory."
Victor walks up beside them smoking from his pipe his once black hair is highlighted with streaks of gray giving it a salt and pepper look he smiles at Judge, "What he's saying kid is seize the fucking moment! Passing the torch to you now."
"I seek only power now," Jury began but paused to reflect, "We seek power. Together we can take all the power from in PCW."
STORY TIME
It was bed time for the McCoy twins and tonight their Daddy was tucking them in, which meant they could easily coax their father for one of his stories. The giant man fluffs their pillows when Gracie the first of the twins with a yawn asks, "Daddy can we have one of your stories, please."
Judge tries to argue a way out of it but the force of twin puppy dog faces wins over his plea of a big day tomorrow. The big day being Return to Glory PCW's biggest pay-per-view and at this certain event Judge had the opportunity to seize the Underground crown! With the girls tucked in Judge scanned their book shelf for a book but nothing popped out to him so he drags a chair between their beds, a glass of wine usually shared with his wife but tonight it would loosen his tongue for a story, and the big man dives head first into his story.
"A long time ago when animals ruled the world their lived three warring tribes a clan of pirate rats who laid claim to the seas in the East. Lead by their fearless but drunken captain Tide.
In the south were the religious prophecy spitting zealots of possums, their most recognizable prophet and he with the most teeth was Bubba. He rallied his people behind him with hell fire and brimstone. And from the main city is the noble, fearless, stoic, and cunning most majestic warrior lion in ALL the land Judge. Many in the land begged him to take the mantle as their king but the noble stoic wise lion felt better if he earned the crown.
So a competition was announced, a battle to the death, a tribe would select their best man to compete and the winner would return glory to the land. Tide from the sea, Bubba from the south, and the majestic glorious Judge were the victors selected. Feasts were prepared all kinds of foods were fixed roasted pig, custards, the finest mead's, quail, baked duck, and all the grandest sweets from all around. They marched the victors through the streets blessing them with grand gifts! Circuses of dogs and cats preformed in the arena where the victors would soon do battle.
The selected warriors wee each given a month to prepare. On the day of battle the victors were given a final feast, after the feast they were taken to their quarter's to gear up. The arena was modeled after each victors territory, each territory was equipped with a mix of traps, and a full armory. A quick council was gathered to judge the contest and the rules were simple:
Only one can be crowned king.
The crowned king is the king of all territories.
They were soon turned loose they each fought hard and they all took their fair share of blood! However things turned quickly for the possum known as Bubba when the lion took his head in one bite! Before the fight he spent most his time entertaining those around him with false lies and drown himself in booze, the consequences made him a lit snack for the fearless, stoic, noble, majestic, strong, and righteous lion known as Judge! The people cheered for him and the death of Bubba.
The hunt for the villainous rat pirate Tide was another task, Judge had a light alliance with the pirate once before and his heart wasn't fully into killing him. However sometime before the tournament Tide was calling himself King, he was a false king in the eyes of Judge! So Judge gave Tide a choice, surrender and accept a quick death, or fight and die slowly. The foolish rat spat at the proposition and went on the attack...It proved foolish as the lion is the dominant species and devoured Tide in one bite! The people in all the lands loved that the lion known as Judge won he was thrown a mighty party, woman threw themselves at him, the male animals envied him, and the children wanted to be him!
He was given a crown and ruled with iron unforgiving paw! Oh, and there was no more warring tribes and everyone was happy ever after."
Judge finished his story and Gracie spoke up, "Whats the moral to the story daddy?"
"That when it comes to glory only Lions can hold that title. Because rats are vile nasty vermin and possums are stupid."
