Emiko, found in a more secluded hall backstage, already showered off and a new identical attire, with the blood stained attire bagged up.
Donning her shades, but not her smile.. that was for the show. Right now, Sone fishing through her gym bag, searching for ear buds she had absentmindedly buried.
An uptick to one corner of her lips, she slipped her found bud in ear.
At the sound of a chime, from phone in hand, she instantly had it in her face! Emiko already knew what the notification was and who it was from!
A broad smile lit up her cheeks, reading a text, no doubt from her new relationship! Making a quick reply, she exhaled and hit send.
Placing her iPhone on a table, that sat beside a wall, Emiko resting her hands on said table, she leaned to one arm, poking through her playlist..
Fingers going to her budded ear, activating the white plastic device of sound privacy, Emiko felt so happy, she just had to sing!
Head nodding to the beat that only she can hear.
Then picking up at an ending verse.
"Rrooollll
And I walk it alooone
Uphill battle, I look good when I climb
I'm ferocious precocious
I get braggadocios, I'm not gonna stooop
I like the view from the tooop
You talk that
Blah blah that la la, that rah rah sh
-mouthed her gloved hand to talk-
And I'm so done, I'm so over it
Sometimes I mess up, I eff up, I hit and miss
-pats chest with open palm-
But I'm okay, I'm cool with it
I still fall on my face sometimes and I
Can't color inside the lines 'cause
I'm perfectly incomplete
-holds shoulders in crossed arms-
I'm still working on my masterpiece and I
I wanna hang with the greatest gotta
Way to go, but it's worth the wait, no
You haven't seen the best of me
-shakes double digits at open air-
I'm still working on my masterpiece and I
Ooh, ooh, ooh, aah
Ooh, ooh, ooh, aah"
-face tilted up hands behind head-
The Archangel, Nick Williams steps into the scene, at end of the table, exuding light interest to the play before him.
Lost in song, Emiko hadn't rightly noticed presence and when she eventually did, her body froze! Her heart pounding harder!
Smile fading off, slowly she stiffly slid hands from behind her cranium. Fingers removing shades from face and a wide emerald eye of disbelief!
The long separated, once family, Williams rose a bogus smile with eyes crisping up and all the bells and whistles to defraud one in shallow trickery!
"Greeting, young lady. I am seeking a woman by the name of E-" "Ah don' givah shyit, ya know who ah yam!"
Emiko snapped off, in a cutting of Nick's inquiry approach! Her eye burning heatedly in hatred.
A mild surprise briefly overtook Nick's face, then let loose a scoffing laugh.
Dipping a nod of confirmation. "Ha.. I do. You are my dear little sis-" "BULL!" Again, Emiko shut down The Archangel in a shout of hostility.
Summoning his best conman skills, both through prison and business negotiations, as Emiko Sone was a smart cookie and learned from him after all.
Drawing up tender eyes, Nick spoke in an unbelievable believable tone! "I do care for you." Flickering a faltering smile, leading a false notion of empathy.
"I watched you grow, learning this business, all those training sessions, junior indies.. at seventeen, we supported you in GWF, even GCW, ev-"
"Don't need nor want a history lecture." Sone flatlined the heart tugger angle, plain and simple. "Go your way, I go mine." In show of done talking, she crossed her arms.
Nick seemed unfazed by his ex sister's prompt rudeness, switching his con game in pleading for her to listen to reason.
"Emiko.. listen. We took you in for a better life. You mother was poverty stricken, hardly able to make ends meet for just herself."
"You took my childhood, is what you did!" A bitter retort from the scowl stricken lips of Emiko Sone. Nick's eyes apathetically glazed over, mumbling.. "Here we go.."
"Yeah, no choice given, threw me in this business! Family visitation was progress checks and silent sit-ins of your business meetings!" Emiko spat back.
Williams had already dropped his care to sway her heart, now he was just getting annoyed. "Ungrateful as ever." No bother to hide it now.
"Ungrateful?!" Disbelief etched Sone's face at the audacity! "I was only an investment to you-you who chose to cash me out, banking on me to carry your.."
Struggling to find the best appropriate word to minimize a feud that spanned various promotions from an after attack by a sore loser.
"..squabble with Freakshow, when you couldn't!"
Nick putting up a stiff upper lip, cutting his eyes away from the emerald eye that had just angrily jabbed an insult to his one and only televised feud.
"Ah, yes. And there's your teen crush, thinking you can change the bad boy." Smirking at his return jab to Emiko, eyes back to reading her.
"How did that turn out? Get him to change his ways?" Pressing on the soft matter, feigning to care how it ended.
Pressure built within, as her jaw went into a clench. "Shut up.." Both knew full well how the whole saga of E & Freak turned out.
"Sounds like a no." Cockily responded, mockery hardly hiding now in a grin. Pocketing his hands, seeing her lips piercing up in anger, he decided to ease up.
"Listen, we both know now, that relationship was never going to last in any kind of way.." Smoothing her down from his spurning in a false ground finding.
"It just happened to end in battering you with a barbed chair, after trading you for a mid title. Now let's put this decade old issue to bed."
Then a good walloping taunt, alongside an offer at burying the hatchet, bringing up a handshake. To which was ignored.
Narrowed eye studying her ex brother, absolutely pissed and contemplating on ending this with a match.. she decided against it, in a sharp slight nod in agreement.
This discussion going Williams way, smiled at the progress being made. "Good, settled." Puffing his chest proudly.
"Now with the pleasantries out of the way, lets get to the heart of the matter.. I hav-" "Left me in the hands of Fox.." Again, an interruption made by Emiko.
"Disowned me from the family.." Two digits noticeably jutting out, from her arm holding in crossed arms, keeping count of other issues she held against Nick.
"Stab-" Irritation at impertinence of being interrupted for the umpteenth time!
"Consequences for poor choices, I left you with yours.. or you won't learn from it."
Not stopping there, voice rising in anger. "As for your disownment, you were removed from the Williams family due to insubordination!"
The stresses that strained Emiko's face loosened, mentally preparing a tedious lecture, from many before and now expecting her tolerance to be tested.
"For years, you rebelled, stubborn to get on board with the family, and despite your insistence to go your own way, I still continued to back you!
Reassuring the family to give you time. Financed you when funds ran dry!" Emiko's brows fidgeted up, appearing that funds was actually a well made point.
"When EWA released you as a packaged deal in Fox's firing, who got you back in?" Now more attentive, Sone wasn't aware of this.. Is it true?
"When Fox warped your mind into a depression, who delivered your foul unwashed body to it's scheduled matches?" Shame heated her cheeks at this.
"When you vanish for months on end, then show up for a single spark, only to subside in a minor role.. it was time to pull the plug on your support."
Antagonized by a pile up of personal criticism, her defense mechanism kicking in, she had to say something against this barrage. "Maybe treat me as an equ-"
"I am. Not. Done." Overbearing his words over her. "You have a brilliant mind. we wanted to nurture and have you soak up wisdom, knowledge, rich history..
All the intelligence that our family had to offer and could instill into you. Do you know where you would be at just the age of twenty?
A main eventer, besting veterans and legends, more championships with far higher prestige, than the couple of pennies you managed to find.
Who knows what you would've achieved.." Sneering a glance at Sone's left. "Certainly wouldn't be jealous of the accomplishments made by your dear friend.
Instead, you soaked up the intelligence of a tweaker and an idiot, unaware of your incapability to love, too self centered, too emotional. Too easy to manipulate."
Incensed and humiliated, leading Sone's body to furiously tremble. Lips twitching, holding her tongue, at Nick's game of rug pull.
Complementing, then flaunting through lamenting over what could've been, and crept in disparagements, mixing with dubious claims on her character.
"And that is exactly how a drug addict dropped his seed in you, creating a delusion of love. By all reality, it was only lust of a slut."
Emotions becoming a struggle to restrain at this point! Emiko baring her teeth through a scowl, desire was strong in spitting, punching, stomping.. mauling.
Williams knew exactly what he was doing! Baiting former family to make a move, any excuse that allowed him reasonable transfer of verbal to physical.
He held years beyond a decade of frustration and his own embarrassment in standing after vouching for so long, ending with a disappointing wasteful loss.
"Look at yourself! Behaving as a simple savage!" Now yelling, turning up the heat! "Running companies to hide away from the truth. Tricking yourself.
Truth of it, you are a failure in your career as a wrestler, in business, management, and you know it. It is exactly why you are always in a mask.
You are wearing one right now, hiding your inferiority with posh and pizazz. Do you think dating your best friend will make you happy?
That you have finally found love?" A slow single side to side shake of his head. "No, just your new obsession." It seemed Williams had completed his tirade.
And at least some point of accomplishment for himself, as a single, unrealized tear had rolled out from Sone's wet eye, down the face flushed cheek.
Realization of senses settling back in, pressure dropping a notch, and see past her livid white tunnel vision, that Nick had finished his condemnation of her
Williams settling himself in haughtily fashion, adjusting his hat, a tug at his jacket for straightening, and buttoning the front.
Sone still as a quivering statue, arms frozen in its folded state, silently stewing in the fumes of a raging inferno, waiting for him to just leave.
Emiko mumbled through clench teeth, "Took meh aye.." Nick raising a brow, "Pardon?"
Having to repeat herself, "Took. My. Eye." Each word a clear breath of fire.
Silence stood along with the two staring through the thickness of an atmosphere they created.
"And almost KILLLLLLL ME!!" Sone shivered in a vocally hunched yell! Williams undaunted by her outburst, even so far as taking a step closer
Giving direct eye contact with Emiko Sone. "You went to a household, no longer welcomed to, groveled without shame..
Divulged how Cyrus humiliated and demeaned you, in barking for him, then cried on how your late second identity admittance lost you your friend.."
Slipping out his jetted pocket, a thick manila envelope presented itself in front of Sone. "This is for Luca Louisa Leone" Emiko made no movement.
"Very well.." Apathetically spoken, Williams casually drops the envelope on table beside the two, covering a phone. "Until we meet again."
Leaving the conversation he began, walking past Emiko Sone with a lighter load than before. "Ms. Leone." A greeting in passing..
Not so angered to comprehend that Luca was standing behind her and dreading to face The Blue Blossom, not now, not after that ugly mess.
Hardly any expression changed from Emiko, as she turned and catching eye to eye, seeing the perplexment torn across Luca's face.
"Yours." Giving a directing nod towards envelope that lay upon the table.
Emiko spoke in a hushed tone, too much shame and respect to raise voice at her.
Unable to stomach any further indignity and vexation, Emiko stormed away in the opposite direction.
"Missy.." Luca cautiously called after, only left with a sigh and eyes laying on an envelope.
Gotten right off a match, following after a text message.. for this?
Snatching up the manila envelope, grumbling to herself, "Maybe Missy gets a beer.." and went after her.
Donning her shades, but not her smile.. that was for the show. Right now, Sone fishing through her gym bag, searching for ear buds she had absentmindedly buried.
An uptick to one corner of her lips, she slipped her found bud in ear.
At the sound of a chime, from phone in hand, she instantly had it in her face! Emiko already knew what the notification was and who it was from!
A broad smile lit up her cheeks, reading a text, no doubt from her new relationship! Making a quick reply, she exhaled and hit send.
Placing her iPhone on a table, that sat beside a wall, Emiko resting her hands on said table, she leaned to one arm, poking through her playlist..
Fingers going to her budded ear, activating the white plastic device of sound privacy, Emiko felt so happy, she just had to sing!
Head nodding to the beat that only she can hear.
Then picking up at an ending verse.
"Rrooollll
And I walk it alooone
Uphill battle, I look good when I climb
I'm ferocious precocious
I get braggadocios, I'm not gonna stooop
I like the view from the tooop
You talk that
Blah blah that la la, that rah rah sh
-mouthed her gloved hand to talk-
And I'm so done, I'm so over it
Sometimes I mess up, I eff up, I hit and miss
-pats chest with open palm-
But I'm okay, I'm cool with it
I still fall on my face sometimes and I
Can't color inside the lines 'cause
I'm perfectly incomplete
-holds shoulders in crossed arms-
I'm still working on my masterpiece and I
I wanna hang with the greatest gotta
Way to go, but it's worth the wait, no
You haven't seen the best of me
-shakes double digits at open air-
I'm still working on my masterpiece and I
Ooh, ooh, ooh, aah
Ooh, ooh, ooh, aah"
-face tilted up hands behind head-
The Archangel, Nick Williams steps into the scene, at end of the table, exuding light interest to the play before him.
Lost in song, Emiko hadn't rightly noticed presence and when she eventually did, her body froze! Her heart pounding harder!
Smile fading off, slowly she stiffly slid hands from behind her cranium. Fingers removing shades from face and a wide emerald eye of disbelief!
The long separated, once family, Williams rose a bogus smile with eyes crisping up and all the bells and whistles to defraud one in shallow trickery!
"Greeting, young lady. I am seeking a woman by the name of E-" "Ah don' givah shyit, ya know who ah yam!"
Emiko snapped off, in a cutting of Nick's inquiry approach! Her eye burning heatedly in hatred.
A mild surprise briefly overtook Nick's face, then let loose a scoffing laugh.
Dipping a nod of confirmation. "Ha.. I do. You are my dear little sis-" "BULL!" Again, Emiko shut down The Archangel in a shout of hostility.
Summoning his best conman skills, both through prison and business negotiations, as Emiko Sone was a smart cookie and learned from him after all.
Drawing up tender eyes, Nick spoke in an unbelievable believable tone! "I do care for you." Flickering a faltering smile, leading a false notion of empathy.
"I watched you grow, learning this business, all those training sessions, junior indies.. at seventeen, we supported you in GWF, even GCW, ev-"
"Don't need nor want a history lecture." Sone flatlined the heart tugger angle, plain and simple. "Go your way, I go mine." In show of done talking, she crossed her arms.
Nick seemed unfazed by his ex sister's prompt rudeness, switching his con game in pleading for her to listen to reason.
"Emiko.. listen. We took you in for a better life. You mother was poverty stricken, hardly able to make ends meet for just herself."
"You took my childhood, is what you did!" A bitter retort from the scowl stricken lips of Emiko Sone. Nick's eyes apathetically glazed over, mumbling.. "Here we go.."
"Yeah, no choice given, threw me in this business! Family visitation was progress checks and silent sit-ins of your business meetings!" Emiko spat back.
Williams had already dropped his care to sway her heart, now he was just getting annoyed. "Ungrateful as ever." No bother to hide it now.
"Ungrateful?!" Disbelief etched Sone's face at the audacity! "I was only an investment to you-you who chose to cash me out, banking on me to carry your.."
Struggling to find the best appropriate word to minimize a feud that spanned various promotions from an after attack by a sore loser.
"..squabble with Freakshow, when you couldn't!"
Nick putting up a stiff upper lip, cutting his eyes away from the emerald eye that had just angrily jabbed an insult to his one and only televised feud.
"Ah, yes. And there's your teen crush, thinking you can change the bad boy." Smirking at his return jab to Emiko, eyes back to reading her.
"How did that turn out? Get him to change his ways?" Pressing on the soft matter, feigning to care how it ended.
Pressure built within, as her jaw went into a clench. "Shut up.." Both knew full well how the whole saga of E & Freak turned out.
"Sounds like a no." Cockily responded, mockery hardly hiding now in a grin. Pocketing his hands, seeing her lips piercing up in anger, he decided to ease up.
"Listen, we both know now, that relationship was never going to last in any kind of way.." Smoothing her down from his spurning in a false ground finding.
"It just happened to end in battering you with a barbed chair, after trading you for a mid title. Now let's put this decade old issue to bed."
Then a good walloping taunt, alongside an offer at burying the hatchet, bringing up a handshake. To which was ignored.
Narrowed eye studying her ex brother, absolutely pissed and contemplating on ending this with a match.. she decided against it, in a sharp slight nod in agreement.
This discussion going Williams way, smiled at the progress being made. "Good, settled." Puffing his chest proudly.
"Now with the pleasantries out of the way, lets get to the heart of the matter.. I hav-" "Left me in the hands of Fox.." Again, an interruption made by Emiko.
"Disowned me from the family.." Two digits noticeably jutting out, from her arm holding in crossed arms, keeping count of other issues she held against Nick.
"Stab-" Irritation at impertinence of being interrupted for the umpteenth time!
"Consequences for poor choices, I left you with yours.. or you won't learn from it."
Not stopping there, voice rising in anger. "As for your disownment, you were removed from the Williams family due to insubordination!"
The stresses that strained Emiko's face loosened, mentally preparing a tedious lecture, from many before and now expecting her tolerance to be tested.
"For years, you rebelled, stubborn to get on board with the family, and despite your insistence to go your own way, I still continued to back you!
Reassuring the family to give you time. Financed you when funds ran dry!" Emiko's brows fidgeted up, appearing that funds was actually a well made point.
"When EWA released you as a packaged deal in Fox's firing, who got you back in?" Now more attentive, Sone wasn't aware of this.. Is it true?
"When Fox warped your mind into a depression, who delivered your foul unwashed body to it's scheduled matches?" Shame heated her cheeks at this.
"When you vanish for months on end, then show up for a single spark, only to subside in a minor role.. it was time to pull the plug on your support."
Antagonized by a pile up of personal criticism, her defense mechanism kicking in, she had to say something against this barrage. "Maybe treat me as an equ-"
"I am. Not. Done." Overbearing his words over her. "You have a brilliant mind. we wanted to nurture and have you soak up wisdom, knowledge, rich history..
All the intelligence that our family had to offer and could instill into you. Do you know where you would be at just the age of twenty?
A main eventer, besting veterans and legends, more championships with far higher prestige, than the couple of pennies you managed to find.
Who knows what you would've achieved.." Sneering a glance at Sone's left. "Certainly wouldn't be jealous of the accomplishments made by your dear friend.
Instead, you soaked up the intelligence of a tweaker and an idiot, unaware of your incapability to love, too self centered, too emotional. Too easy to manipulate."
Incensed and humiliated, leading Sone's body to furiously tremble. Lips twitching, holding her tongue, at Nick's game of rug pull.
Complementing, then flaunting through lamenting over what could've been, and crept in disparagements, mixing with dubious claims on her character.
"And that is exactly how a drug addict dropped his seed in you, creating a delusion of love. By all reality, it was only lust of a slut."
Emotions becoming a struggle to restrain at this point! Emiko baring her teeth through a scowl, desire was strong in spitting, punching, stomping.. mauling.
Williams knew exactly what he was doing! Baiting former family to make a move, any excuse that allowed him reasonable transfer of verbal to physical.
He held years beyond a decade of frustration and his own embarrassment in standing after vouching for so long, ending with a disappointing wasteful loss.
"Look at yourself! Behaving as a simple savage!" Now yelling, turning up the heat! "Running companies to hide away from the truth. Tricking yourself.
Truth of it, you are a failure in your career as a wrestler, in business, management, and you know it. It is exactly why you are always in a mask.
You are wearing one right now, hiding your inferiority with posh and pizazz. Do you think dating your best friend will make you happy?
That you have finally found love?" A slow single side to side shake of his head. "No, just your new obsession." It seemed Williams had completed his tirade.
And at least some point of accomplishment for himself, as a single, unrealized tear had rolled out from Sone's wet eye, down the face flushed cheek.
Realization of senses settling back in, pressure dropping a notch, and see past her livid white tunnel vision, that Nick had finished his condemnation of her
Williams settling himself in haughtily fashion, adjusting his hat, a tug at his jacket for straightening, and buttoning the front.
Sone still as a quivering statue, arms frozen in its folded state, silently stewing in the fumes of a raging inferno, waiting for him to just leave.
Emiko mumbled through clench teeth, "Took meh aye.." Nick raising a brow, "Pardon?"
Having to repeat herself, "Took. My. Eye." Each word a clear breath of fire.
Silence stood along with the two staring through the thickness of an atmosphere they created.
"And almost KILLLLLLL ME!!" Sone shivered in a vocally hunched yell! Williams undaunted by her outburst, even so far as taking a step closer
Giving direct eye contact with Emiko Sone. "You went to a household, no longer welcomed to, groveled without shame..
Divulged how Cyrus humiliated and demeaned you, in barking for him, then cried on how your late second identity admittance lost you your friend.."
Slipping out his jetted pocket, a thick manila envelope presented itself in front of Sone. "This is for Luca Louisa Leone" Emiko made no movement.
"Very well.." Apathetically spoken, Williams casually drops the envelope on table beside the two, covering a phone. "Until we meet again."
Leaving the conversation he began, walking past Emiko Sone with a lighter load than before. "Ms. Leone." A greeting in passing..
Not so angered to comprehend that Luca was standing behind her and dreading to face The Blue Blossom, not now, not after that ugly mess.
Hardly any expression changed from Emiko, as she turned and catching eye to eye, seeing the perplexment torn across Luca's face.
"Yours." Giving a directing nod towards envelope that lay upon the table.
Emiko spoke in a hushed tone, too much shame and respect to raise voice at her.
Unable to stomach any further indignity and vexation, Emiko stormed away in the opposite direction.
"Missy.." Luca cautiously called after, only left with a sigh and eyes laying on an envelope.
Gotten right off a match, following after a text message.. for this?
Snatching up the manila envelope, grumbling to herself, "Maybe Missy gets a beer.." and went after her.
