Post by jasonryan on Oct 8, 2022 22:36:17 GMT -5
Jason is in an executive office, as jet black as his past, wearing a sharp gray wool suit and drinking a glass of Jack Daniels from a shot glass made out of pure crystal. He looks at the Montana sunset, the blue canvas that is the sky painted with shades of red and orange.
" Now this is the view I deserve." The door opens, and Jason turns around to see his long-time friend and advocate, Ira Stevenson walking in. If the term slimeball could gain personification and embodiment, it would be this man. Ira and Jason are a pairing that the devil and the Anti-Christ would fear and despise.
" We have a problem, Mister Ryan," he says in his high-pitched voice that could deafen dog whistles. " It would seem young Vala has tracked you down." Jason drops the glass he had to his lips as he stares at Ira, something one might call fear slowly appearing on his arrogant face.
" What did you say?" he says in a cold voice reserved for his moted hated in-ring rival before he commits one of his many vile acts.
" Vala has tracked you down. I just got off the phone with H. She's on her way here." Face crimson red, Jason grabs his advocate by the shirt collar and pulls his face inches before Ira's.
" WHAT THE HELL DO I PAY THOSE IDIOTS FOR?! " He pushed Ira away and begins to pace back and forth. " Ah damn it! Ah, damnitdamnitdamnit!!!!!!"
" Sir, No need to worry! We'll just have R intercept her and-"
" No. This is something I will handle myself," Jason says as he begins to calm down.
" Are you sure that's wise?" Ira asks.
" Shut the hell up and leave me!" Jason roars. With a gulp, Ira runs away.
10 Years Ago
She truly cares! Jason thought to himself stunned. He gave her a reassuring smile “ You don’t need to worry about me. I’m going to have a lot of welts and bruises to deal with but it’s not like it was a deathmatch.
“ I worry about you whenever you’re not in my sight,” Vala confessed, her hand reaching for his. “ I really like you, Josh.”
“ I like you too Vala,” he breathed.
She scooted closer to me as her hand connected with his, shooting a million tiny bolts of electricity throughout Jason's body.
“ I don’t know what our futures hold, but I do know that I want to be apart of yours,” she said “ and I can only hope you feel the same,”
“ I do. So does this mean we are official now?” Jason asked.
Vala’s lips met his” what do you think?” She responded teasingly.
Present Day
" Why do I got to think about this stupid crap now?" Jason asks out loud. Jason looks about his study, framed pictures of his many accomplishments are everywhere, and one with a teenage Jason is with a group of friends by a pond. After looking at it for a few minutes, he carefully sets it down as a Native American woman is shown in by a petrified Ira who is all too happy to be off.
" Hello Josh," she says coldly.
" So Vala, you made good time didn't you?" Jason asks with as much confidence as he can muster.
" Cut the shit. I want my grandma's ring back."
" Oh you mean, this old thing," he says, taking an expensive gold ring off his finger and holding it up. " Take it. I certainly don't need it anymore." Vala narrows her eyes as she eyes her ex.
" That's it? That's all you have to say after all this time to the woman you left pregnant in the middle of the night?!"
" Don't get high and mighty with me V. I had to do what I did in order to be the megastar I am today. I couldn't handle being a loser like the rest of you in the hick town any longer!"
" One of these days, you'll be left with nothing Josh. And I promise you, it will be because of me. Keep your eyes open, 'cause I'll be coming for you soon." With that Vala leaves with the ring, leaving Jason alone.
" Really? You'll come for me, will you? Sounds interesting. I accept that challenge, and I'll tear her down. For I am The Dreamkiller."
" Now this is the view I deserve." The door opens, and Jason turns around to see his long-time friend and advocate, Ira Stevenson walking in. If the term slimeball could gain personification and embodiment, it would be this man. Ira and Jason are a pairing that the devil and the Anti-Christ would fear and despise.
" We have a problem, Mister Ryan," he says in his high-pitched voice that could deafen dog whistles. " It would seem young Vala has tracked you down." Jason drops the glass he had to his lips as he stares at Ira, something one might call fear slowly appearing on his arrogant face.
" What did you say?" he says in a cold voice reserved for his moted hated in-ring rival before he commits one of his many vile acts.
" Vala has tracked you down. I just got off the phone with H. She's on her way here." Face crimson red, Jason grabs his advocate by the shirt collar and pulls his face inches before Ira's.
" WHAT THE HELL DO I PAY THOSE IDIOTS FOR?! " He pushed Ira away and begins to pace back and forth. " Ah damn it! Ah, damnitdamnitdamnit!!!!!!"
" Sir, No need to worry! We'll just have R intercept her and-"
" No. This is something I will handle myself," Jason says as he begins to calm down.
" Are you sure that's wise?" Ira asks.
" Shut the hell up and leave me!" Jason roars. With a gulp, Ira runs away.
10 Years Ago
She truly cares! Jason thought to himself stunned. He gave her a reassuring smile “ You don’t need to worry about me. I’m going to have a lot of welts and bruises to deal with but it’s not like it was a deathmatch.
“ I worry about you whenever you’re not in my sight,” Vala confessed, her hand reaching for his. “ I really like you, Josh.”
“ I like you too Vala,” he breathed.
She scooted closer to me as her hand connected with his, shooting a million tiny bolts of electricity throughout Jason's body.
“ I don’t know what our futures hold, but I do know that I want to be apart of yours,” she said “ and I can only hope you feel the same,”
“ I do. So does this mean we are official now?” Jason asked.
Vala’s lips met his” what do you think?” She responded teasingly.
Present Day
" Why do I got to think about this stupid crap now?" Jason asks out loud. Jason looks about his study, framed pictures of his many accomplishments are everywhere, and one with a teenage Jason is with a group of friends by a pond. After looking at it for a few minutes, he carefully sets it down as a Native American woman is shown in by a petrified Ira who is all too happy to be off.
" Hello Josh," she says coldly.
" So Vala, you made good time didn't you?" Jason asks with as much confidence as he can muster.
" Cut the shit. I want my grandma's ring back."
" Oh you mean, this old thing," he says, taking an expensive gold ring off his finger and holding it up. " Take it. I certainly don't need it anymore." Vala narrows her eyes as she eyes her ex.
" That's it? That's all you have to say after all this time to the woman you left pregnant in the middle of the night?!"
" Don't get high and mighty with me V. I had to do what I did in order to be the megastar I am today. I couldn't handle being a loser like the rest of you in the hick town any longer!"
" One of these days, you'll be left with nothing Josh. And I promise you, it will be because of me. Keep your eyes open, 'cause I'll be coming for you soon." With that Vala leaves with the ring, leaving Jason alone.
" Really? You'll come for me, will you? Sounds interesting. I accept that challenge, and I'll tear her down. For I am The Dreamkiller."