I would end up in time when I remember, when I felt the cool breeze of freedom touch down my spine was my life was normal. I had a family that cared for me and I was blessed with true eternity it was not all a horrific nightmare I lived, there was a great part of me that did not smother my conscious smiles laughter when the beast was not even curdled into my deep dark soul. My best friend was my imaginary friend when the world made sense when I could wake up every morning and not see the dark eclipse hurdle over my bed and tell me I would be alright for a little while what changed them what changed me. I was a religious freak in my time when God was a part of me preventing me from being insane only my birth mother would cradle me in her arms at night as the infant of her womb she would take effortless time to spare her very little time to spend with me. What makes a person turn what makes a family of smiles and happiness turn into the tear drop of defeated hopes of all depleted and windswept of battered fear that a man and a wife battle and yet I did not understand. I was Sid Vicious at the time by the name spoken Eudy strapped underneath the heavy cement that I could not defend her any longer. Just what makes me different from my child hood to the devastating time of TNA the burning images and the beaten carcass of what is still left of me. I was and forever will what my father left of me whom I did not know saying I will be the bastard of a son that when I grow old I will be a failure and be only the man my own father could have ever been a drunk miss understood fluke who had darkness inside of him after the love left him and he blamed his own blindness on a mother that taught me what life was meant to be. If my story folds the un forgotten tale of who and why I have became this monster and to why I was treated at the end to yearn from a brother who saw me as his pet his blessing my father always envied him and treated me as a one cent whore of a man and yet society as changed it’s ways in quarter numbness that only thrives off the energy of people who hide and don’t care like me anymore.

My mind was a trap, my heart is a maze, and in the end when I blinked away all of my tears waist deep in my dirty filth. My mind was a reminisce I poor judgment on you Devin Skylar of the torn bastard you are facing that is Sid Vicious. Inside of me lives agony you will never understand common circumstances smiling at me with your vulgar intelligence but the most. Like my father told me Devin always kill or be killed and yet you have failed to kill the mind of Sid Vicious you may have damaged my humanity but you will never destroy my own hell of what you have made it out to be. I am taking it to a higher mind set you can keep ticking my time away but in false sorrow you are about to witness Devin you try to reason me with your lies and try to speak the truth I am right here and I am not running away from a pipe dream of you trying to lay me down to reason with the forbidden explanation you do not even deserve. I deserve to be called in my own story a story that is true that you can’t beat Sid Vicious you always need some one on your side as you lick your lips to do the damage for you. A king can not beat the ruler of the world a demon that lays his victims to rest that is Sid Vicious. Your mouth bleeds hatred as your visibility impairing you as you keep whimpering around as a fluke to make an impression from the dirty rag that you are.

A stepping colleauge underneath my feet Devin Skylar you are a king of nothing, you are a reminder set in my mind a man running like a whore paid to do mommy’s job Stephanie is like your new sex servant you please her she gives you what you want. The only reason and the only thing that is keeping your career together is Stephanie McMahon she looks at you as her bitch as her puppy because you can’t do it alone. I have stood for months as you tip toe down to the ring why because the only amusement you always had I walk the lonely road to fight as a fallen man but the warrior you will never put down. In my eyes the blood and darkness flows inside of me I will always walk alone it frees me from the fallen of my haunted mind. Conflict me more Devin Skylar make jokes of the conflict that kills you more and more inside that I am something that hangs around of desolate disaster as conflict kills you upon this placid battle. You strike I bleed I bleed of glint as I lick the dreams swept of my long career that has been long before you but yet I am still here to haunt you in your prayers that you will come out with a tamed life as Sid will make you famous. Famous is a word just thrown around on your grave Devin unlike me I don’t work under a anyones thumb Devin you are the astrology of disappointment the orgasm that lets all the woman down besides Stephanie because you know you have your hand in the bag. A dirty henchmen that is a sad story and ready to be depleted and my gimmick is just getting fresh off my boiled blood. I can’t sleep or I can’t dream my synonymous for pain grows stronger somewhere and somehow the accursed life and judgment you dig deep into my back makes me happy Devin that you actually do care I applaud your humor I take me as the idiot as you think I am dragging me down to your follow the dumb fuck snap my fingers and Sid as you would say I got you in the palm of my hand I have it all sketched out like a worthless fairy tale. Devin kills the beast and prince charming roams like a god with midnight feasts as the nightmare king is undead and your blood is on his hands concrete blood quivering in the crimson of your fear that I am the answer of my own creed mutilated in omnipotent revenge in saying goodbye my foe goodbye my murderous deceptant as my wounds open wide Devin you open my own world to a bitter cold hell of my ebony angel of death taunting my despair of vigor echos of your cries.

When you signed your name you signed your mistake, you hide under the shades of gray you hide under the romance by as the motto goes Devin as long as you have your soul and your army to keep fighting for you does not make you more of a true paper champion you already are. It makes you a little child a coward who can’t stop to think that without your power of authority under Stephanie’s customs you would not even be famous by me but you only make yourself famous by getting everything handed to you with demands all demands that will dig you down deeper into the ground and this old gimmick you love to call Sid will be the first to close your eyes and spill my blood on your flesh and claim you as my greatest sacrifice of all time. Before I lay myself to sleep goodnight my friend I am glad you have given me tragedy of happiness as the toy soldier of TNA. Your like a broken record over and over again Devin well let me be the man who breaks you and you can stop your crying every time things do not go in your favor but the simple fact is your two sided. One side tells the story of a pathetic rookie who does not know how to be a true champion running with his thumb up his ass. The second side you cry and try to dig for the answers always asking the questions but yet you are the only one to blame because just like that toy soldier you keep getting played with and playing with others your a fraud of a poor excuse of a sexual deprived bi polar who fucks with the wrong people and your chalked mind as you only scratch the surface of Sid Vicious.

You know I am blind by this world, not that anyone actually gives two flying fucks about the life and death of Sid Vicious. Oh but I warn you the ravishing torment you have given me Devin Skylar and holding on the world title only to show the TNA universe publicity is only the beginning behind a courtesy call that having Stephanie wipe your own ass for you makes you a king HA!!! HA!!!! Your going to have to make me dephlogisticate your looking into the abusive gambrinous self deprived thirst with your fake smiles as you stand in the middle of my kingdom and piss on it just makes you chalk line on the concrete to be washed away forever. Just like when you give all the woman a one night stand you are like digested meat to them nothing but TNA’s sex scandal always sticking to your mumpsimus speaking beyond your knowledge you always come up to short to get any kind of job done. I live and let die every bit I have in me I am hated as I will have to come to be. Through faith is broken and my bitter shattered frame no one will see through me as no bright ghost of happy endings. My vision is growing dull waved by my flame Devin it falls before my feet as my legacy once born would never part the truth and lies stabs me in the darkness of my heart. Devin you are fool who seeks to bind the silence and the dreamer makes you fatigued that you know in the end you can’t win love once broken for the ones who cared was the greatest treasure of them all but now Sid Vicious must show Devin Skylar a coward I am not, the things this world thinks of me taken for granted is blown radical into the glory of the dust. Thou I may feel free far to soon to be perished against my death can win but one who rambles about obscurity and his erranged dimensia digging his nails into his own skull makes you ponder Devin. That Sid Vicious is coming and he is coming to bestow his literate vengeance between the cracks of his footsteps and the broken hunger you have left me not to despite a battle but a war of agony, a war of scars a war of blood left behind that has not been cleansed that Devin Skylar as his name lingers in my mind that the shotgun pressed against your head turns the tables. I am the evil seed, I grow and I grow and the more you plead the more you rape the sudden misery inside of me Sid Vicious is the beholder of requiem of a dream the start and the end of Devin Skylar the wonder boy who thought he could but the tainted abuse killed him within goodbye forever more.

I am wrongfully accused but loving every shameless moment of it. I am painted by my morbid mind of a nonexistent night of what story takes place inside. Under the crest of the moon I hear the mournful cries of the distinctive melody of sanctioned leaders as blood drips from my crying eyes. I am irate, I am wound up to be Sid Vicious the beast always within old outside of my scared face but adrenaline inside that can’t be torn away. I am my own follower as the crows stalk me at night always looking at my own identity fighting what always beholds of me fragile violence under the same howling moon of the fog and mist at night. I begin my journey to avenge thee the one who stands before me revenge flowing in my blood. Making me sad as I walk the cursed ground before me the veins wrapped into my flesh is my own torture fall of regret building mighty and high inside of me. As I have inside of hatred always to be spit in my face and make a clown of me the fake is what kills me I am the pale king starved in the gloom horrid life gaped wide this is no song as I stand still on the cold hill side. I sojourn loitering standing at the rivers edge relish of sweet complexity the reflection of my own gives me no hope that hell is amongst me of suicide tragedy. In my arms I hold out to be a forgotten thought I mourn as the harvest of the night grows thicker begone I yell begone now as the my heart stops to throb. Beacon I fall one knee to the ground as I struggle to attempt to get back to my own feet the anxiety of hatred and the love once had broken the silence inside of me. Knowing life is blind with danger always near I imagined for Sid Vicious for a better embrace listening to the darkness of hollowed creatures only shadows are his trail and error he can only witness. The man the myth the legend forever more will seek empathy for no reason within when one stands in his shadows knowing his time will eventually come to his end. I bliss Devin Skylar of your abyss display my illusions of discomfort yet you can’t understand suspicious death amiss lack and denial making wars with enemies unseen tormenting with your vilantige dreams. Abject fatality kisses with your sworn heart to become a true entity within. You are the poison to your own lack of cure as I will be your awakening nightmare giving no quarter of what makes a man cringe.

Your denial within conspires me so deeply that you think in your own life time you have morals rapt in magnificence. Doctrine grace your blurred vision makes love in the soaring genesis Devin Skylar that in the end of all of this I will bury you with your rotting corpse forsaken that you beg before me and against all odds withering faith took the toll on your grace that Devin Skylar could never embrace the ending of Sid Vicious. So starts it all before it all ends and here we stand amongst eye to eye Devin Skylar my battle wounds are my religion, my hell bent flesh can’t escape me but I shall acknowledge that. Keep practicing failure Devin cause when it comes to me failure is all you will know in your mind legacy, glory, and in the darkest hour of last drop of hour glass that failure I have always beaten down and it stares me back in the face. Devin it’s time to mess with the only time you have left and the time starts with what you beg for most the begging that you want Sid Vicious to crawl deep down like an old artifact in the ground. Just to have me get back up once again and I will not die in your own image that you think I am already dead to you Devin when you know deep down inside the whore dies inside of us all and the addicted pain is in the ringing ears of my ebony slurring I must put Devin Skylar down.

Chapter One

The day a stranger becomes a hero

I remember since the days were so cold and bland I could only rely on my instinct for surviving the streets of Los Angeles as I write in my journal to keep my mind insane. Laughing at me and pointing at me because I am the victim in TNA I am the target behind my back with every corner I turn I have to hold my breath without letting go. A terrorist is what these people make of me and until Devin Skylar keeps rolling his own home videos the disease will keep rolling. Back to the focus I am going insane right now wanting to rip the flesh of me wanting to run the horror house of the vintage people who mock me but they don’t look in the mirror to look at there own monsters. I saw the opportunity presenting itself before I was just a broken down slum fighting for his own rights on the streets of Los Angeles 1984 mid afternoon day I held the gun in my hands I slowly put it into my long leather jacket broken down with bad income, I slowly walked in as the man looked at me he stared me down with dirty vengeance he was a middle aged man looking into the soul of younger man who was about twenty four years old. I did not know who I was I did not learn self respect only to go home and meet the leather belt on my back. I slowly walked in the back of the store wanting to buy something with the gun inches from my hand I was shaken up never to have killed a man in my life. Was today the first time I would become a cold blooded killer. I grabbed a pack of gum and chips just as I was starting to walk up to the old man to purchase my items he resistant at first as he smiles back looking back at me. He lights up a cigar as he begins to grunt with anxiety with a sour face shaking his head.

Old man-”I have never seen you around in this part of town, you see I have my ordinary customers but it’s always good to see a new face. You are in a very bad part of Los Angeles a young kid like you but wow you sure do look like shit. I have ran my own store for over thirty years now and I have never had real trouble here. I can see by the glimpse in your eyes that you are scared but through those thirty years I have almost lost my life. I was held at gun point and do you know what it’s like to be held at gun point it’s looking down the barrel of death. I ask myself everyday and it haunts me to this day young man that killing a man in your own blood does not always make you that hero that you sought to be. It makes you morn in sorrow but am I learning what makes me morbid of course I am but never lay the mistake in your hands that you can’t fix young fella go ahead and try me again you only live once right go ahead and take the only thing that is left of my pride. Will it makes you feel better to be the accomplish and I am a worthless man that stands behind this counter. Go ahead I have lost everything but the only thing I got worth living for is my business my pleasure and pride. I am looking at the devil straight in the eyes and as god as my witness I pray for another day to live DAMNIT!!! I PRAY FOR ANOTHER DAY WITH EACH PERSON THAT WALKS THROUGH THAT DOOR TO JUST TAKE MY LIFE BEFORE I REALLY DO LET MY PAIN TAKE MY OWN LIFE. LET THE LIFE OF KEITH BE NO MORE HA!!! HA!! HA!!”

Sid-”Just shut the hell up!! You don’t know anything about my life, I run scared on these streets every night afraid to go home because what life you don’t know about me whips every ounce of my bitter of a soul out of me. I blame this world for my mistakes Keith for whom I am and what I am are two different things. Let me ask you you really want me to take your own life what that really make me feel like a better man as you sway in back in terror wishing deep down that the fear is what is already killing you and you really want to live another day. I am locked up in my own world I have nothing left to lose maybe being locked up behind prison bars or behind a straight jacket as I talk to my long lost brother who has caused my health without retribution.(Sid takes the gun out of his pocket as he cocks the trigger back and his hands are shaken.) Now how do you feel Keith how does it feel to behind the trigger once again I am no fool don’t hesitate cause I will kill you.”

Keith puts the gun closer to his head and holds his arms out and sheds tears as he prays to God. As Sid has his deep emotions knowing this man does not really want to die A woman is thrown through the store window and Sid is knocked down to the floor as the gun is knocked out of his hand. A tall built man walks through the window with a leather jacket and torn off jeans with sunglasses and a bandanna. Keith looks down at the woman who struggles to get up as he knows who she is and begins to panic. The tall white man picks the half beaten woman up and threatens her to speak to Keith or other wise he will kill her and rape her dead corpse right in front of him. The woman cries in fear with her top half torn and her skirt ripped down the middle with bloody knees and blood gashing down her face. The tall man feels the woman up and licks the side of her face as she cringes not wanting him to touch her. A crowd of people outside watching as one man attempts to save her but the tall man gets out his gun and shoots him right in the head and innocent man falls before his own death. The tall man begins to laugh enjoying that moment of killing a man as Sid slowly starts to move in before he decides if he should put his own life on the line to save two other people. The white man with a naked woman on his arm with big breasts as it reads bounce, bounce, bounce with the king takes the woman and feels her up some more grinding himself against her as she cries and begs to please stop. Keith slowly reaches down for his gun but the white man strikes him across the face as Sid hides in the corner not being seen. He can’t find his gun as he keeps looking around to find it the tall man begins to speak to the woman and Keith.

Tall Man-”Keith old man where is the money you owe me for your part of our business deals years back. You owe me shit man don’t make me take the last thing closes to you and I will do it to remember the last time you did not pay your debt to me old man first it was your son oh I had fun beating his little white ass. Than it was your wife when I stuck it in her mouth and we played all night long and BANG!!!! Now here you stand before me again such a pretty man because you see we run this town and all the businesses around here and all the bitches who don’t pay up get the death penalty. Marissa why don’t you tell your dad that he owes me or he will witness his own daughter getting her brains fucked and splattered all over his gremlin looking face. I will give you to the count of five Marissa and if you keep your moment in silence you won’t have nothing to be silent about anymore. My patience is wearing thin I held this loaded gun pressed to your head bitch it would be my pleasure to shove this gun in your filthy slutty mouth. You would have no choice to come back and be my escort and make big daddy Quincy some more cash. Keith is that how your daughter wants to live again like a cheap rented hooker trying to keep up with your debt. For a matter of fact I think that sounds like a better idea doesn’t Marissa let me show you some love stand still for daddy mack and show you a real mans way. Damn woman you are still fine as I remember but you are always a stubborn bitch as I remember you.

Marissa-”Daddy just please, do what you can I know I have not always been the best daughter in your life and I had to do things to make your business stay alive. I know as the daughter you wanted me to grow up to be I was no where like that. When I saw the fatal lives of our family get shot and burnt in cold blood I knew than my life would change forever for us. Please Daddy I know it has been several months since I have visited you but I can’t explain why do you really want the last thing you love in your life to die in your own arms knowing you could have done something about it unlike the last time. This time you have a choice damnit take the right choice daddy even if I wanted to I can end my own life for you but I know deep down inside of you there is the father I once knew the father that brought everything into this world. You let them take over your life let them take over what you only have left.”

Keith looks Marissa in her eyes as he breaks down and cries Marissa has not seen her father cry since the tragedy of her mother and her brother. He takes her by the forehead and rubs it closing his eyes and begins to shake his head. He opens his cash register with what money is left in there which totals to about five hundred dollars short to pay his debt of the month. He throws it at big daddy Quincy. Quincy shakes his head in ignorance and gets pissed off even more he takes Marissa and slaps her across the face. Sid looks in the corner reflection of the mirror as they are all distracted he notices his gun is sitting about an arms length from him but in the distance where he can be seen Sid knows he has to move fast. He slowly crawls towards the gun the nine millimeter gun. People outside are still watching as Quincy yells out “If any one calls the police I will shoot any one and every one on target you want a bad son of a bitch well you are looking at him. I will shoot your whole family if that what it comes to I am the mother fucking drug lord around here and I will handle anyone I want even poor bitches with no money. Is that understood dumb asses. Watch and learn and you could get something out of this people, example of some one who does not pay up will sure in the hell get a bullet in there head. Now I am growing very thin Keith one last chance come pick this money up and count it and if you come out short you better hope that you can come up with at least ten grand. Now hurry up Keith and bow before your king and hand him his riches and I may give your time to spare your own.”

Keith walks from behind the counter with his hands in the air as big daddy Quincy holds the gun up to Marissa’s head. He leans down to pick up all the money as he looks over his shoulder he notices Sid hiding in the corner and Sid tells him to be quiet and not look in his direction. Keith picks up the hand full of money as Quincy hits him over the head Keith begins to cough blood out. Quincy tells him to hurry up and count the money all the sudden Quincy looks outside he looks at a person talking quietly on there phone he loads his gun and shoots the woman right in the head as he screams with rage. Keith struggles to get back to his feet Marissa half out of it badly beaten and cut glass in her forehead. Keith counts the money out loud in stacks of twenties and fives and one hundred dollar bills. He counts to the last bill as he catches his breath saying five hundred dollars. Quincy begins to panic saying to him it’s not enough and tells Keith he better have a safe deposit box to where he keeps his extra stash when he runs low in his drawer. Sid signals for Keith to go unlock his safe with his life savings and his extra money he keeps in there. He slowly gets up and hands the money to Quincy and walks over to his safe deposit box holding his head and kneels down to unlock the combo to it Sid one more inch towards his gun an item off the shelf falls on the ground and Quincy looks over to see Sid grabbing for his gun he points it at Sid and fires the gun off Sid dodges it grabbing for his gun and takes cover behind an end cap not wanting to take the risk of shooting at Marissa Sid looks around the corner and Quincy shoots at him as the bullet misses him at point blank range almost hitting his foot. Sid begins to laugh looking up at the reflection of the mirror Sid begins to cough holding onto the side of his ribs. Checking his barrel to see how many bullet are loaded into it seeing he only has two bullets to work with he rolls the barrel and flips back into the gun. Sid reaches into his coat and takes a drink of Whiskey smiling back at his own reflection in the bottle.

Sid-”Well the man who goes by big daddy Quincy picking on people who don’t even give two shits about you but they have to because there lives are on the line. Quincy I don’t care who you are and how dangerous you are because you are dealing with the devil himself. Killing them and than killing me if you can even attempt to kill me before I get to you first could spare your time just let them go and deal with me, me and you man to man set your gun down and we will fight fists with fists. You win I will let you kill me or take me prisoner as you wish and have your way with Marissa and Keith. If I win you drop there debt turn your back and never come back again because if you do I will see to it that you Quincy and your whole gang of thugs die one by one you sick son of a bitch but not as sick as me.”

Quincy thinks about it for a minute as he hits the end of the gun on the tip of his forehead. He scratches his forehead thinking to himself what does he have to lose he pulls Marissa by the hair and throws her over the counter hard landing on Keith as she is knocked out from the sudden impact from hitting the floor. Quincy looks over at Keith kicking him right in the face as he gets out his brass knuckles and knocks Keith out with a staggering blow to the head. Sid gets up from the ground as Quincy throws his gun and Sid throws his gun Sid begins to smirk with a sarcastic grin on his face. Quincy holds the brass knuckles tight on his fist pounding his hands together in a big muscular frame tower over Sid with about two inches. The two men circle each other with hatred Quincy spits on the ground and Sid points at Quincy doing the cut your throat gesture. He pounds his chest as a crowd of people rush in to see them fight people take pictures and begin yelling and cheering pushing and screaming yelling “fight!!! fight!!! fight!!! fight!!!

Quincy-”Any last words, you shaking your last deal and your death wish has already been signed you might as well give up now young shit. You think you are going to make a fool of me and take Quincy down I run this town and aint no trash talking, low rider bag of shit like you going to run your mouth and tell Quincy what to do. Let Quincy teach you a lesson as a matter of fact I would love to meet your momma and put in her so tight she would never forget the true king Quincy no one ever forgets my name and young man with no brains and all guts you are going to wish you walked away while you still had the chance to I am going to rip out your tongue and shove it up your ass than you will be licking the shit from it seeing you are filled with it.”

Sid-”You threaten me with lies, by the way let me introduce myself and it will be the first and last name you will remember I am Sid Eudy. I am not afraid of death I deal with punishment and death everyday of my life. Have I ever killed a man or woman no but I came close to it Quincy before this is all over this may be the death of my but like I will always say I am always going to die trying why don’t you do me a favor and go fuck yourself and the transmitted whores that you stick your diseased rotten salami now do you feel lucky punk well do you. Come on Quincy you scum make my day and I will give you a ticket straight to hell. It’s time for you to show what Sid Eudy is really made of immortal I am not but mortality becomes my better strength. A leader of shame put to rest now I am going to give you the chance Quincy to walk away now while you still got your heart pumping and your balls to hang on to because in a few minutes I am going to feed them to my cannibals I called a family well first of all that is if you have any balls and your not a true pussy of a man who moans and wines. HA!!! HA!!! HA!!!!”

Quincy cracks his neck and his knuckles clinching his fist taking that remark that Sid told him as a threat. Sid stands in front of Quincy holding his arms out telling him to take the first shot and Quincy being clever that he is does a fake jab towards Sid and laughs waving his finger back and fourth. Sid takes a cheap shot taking a right hook to Quincy’s face as he is stunned and takes a few steps back. The crowd begins to boo Sid but Quincy spits a little blood out of his mouth. He comes at Sid again with a fake left jab Sid blocks it Quincy comes back with a right hook right to Sid’s rib and a knee to his gut taking Sid by big surprise. Sid holds his rib and rubs it off Quincy takes another swing at Sid but Sid blocks it in his own defense head butting Quincy in the face Quincy comes back with a head butt of his own as both men collide and fall to the ground hard. They both slowly get up from the ground getting up as they charge at each other Sid bites Quincy on the forehead and raking him in the eye giving him a big right punch to the face. The crowd around them pushes them away. As Sid is distracted Quincy gives Sid a huge right elbow to the head as Sid is still on Quincy but getting dazed from the shots Quincy picks up a piece of broken glass and jabs it into Sid’s shoulder and Sid falls to the ground screaming in pain. Quincy gets up from the ground with his vision from being bad from the eye gouge shakes it off. Sid grabs his shoulder as he looks at Quincy walking over to him standing over him he grabs Sid by the head pulling him by the hair. He picks up Sid giving him a uppercut with a huge running power slam over the counter. Sid cringing in a lot of pain Quincy smiling knowing he has the upper hand on Sid, Sid falls down on his side to the hard surfaced floor.

A man from the crowd gets angry and furious with Quincy as he runs towards him with a piece of a metal rod and charges after Quincy he blocks the swing looking down at the man. Sid slowly moving with bruised ribs and a fractured jaw Quincy rips the metal rod out of the mans hands and head butts him hitting him with the metal rod as the man falls to the ground just as Quincy turns around Sid rips the piece of glass out of his arm and stabs it into right knee of Quincy as he thrives in pain. One side numb Sid still manages to get up using one arm taking Quincy down by the legs giving him a chop block Quincy lands hard on his head. Sid having a hard time breathing as every step and even every breath is like a slow devouring death collapsing his insides with knives stabbing him over and over again. With what he has left he takes Quincy by the neck and tries to choke him out cutting the oxygen to his brain Quincy with all of his strength and determination stands up with what he has left in him he gets up and rolls out to the outside area and runs Sid against a parked car denting the drivers car door in. Sid tightens the hold trying to head butt Quincy on the back of his head Quincy starts staggering as sirens are heard coming from a far distance Quincy takes the rest of his energy and smashes Sid’s head through the passengers side window the back of Sid’s head goes through with impact as the crowd of people still stand to watch the streets have turned into a complete chaos all around. A war has started and every one on the streets are going all out at each other even children are running and hiding under boxes to embrace themselves from the true horror and violence. Even hobos running into stores and robbing them and running out as the stores blow up and others throwing molotov through the windows and screaming and laughing yelling “War!!! War!!! our leader is at War now it’s time to show we are not going to stand down and be the target to his conspiracy. The Sirens are getting closer Quincy begins to freak out knowing when the cops arrives he knows his time will be spent behind bars as he always has a get away from them. Sid is down and moving very slowly with blurred vision he looks up coughing really hard holding the back of his head. Quincy is fed up as he staggers over to Sid and picks him up by the head and drags him over by his gun he picks it up than walks over by the dumpster setting Sid’s head right against the dumpster. Quincy in a bloody wreck and barely able to notice Sid puts the gun in Sid’s mouth and cocks the trigger back and begins dying with laughter. He snarls and takes in a really big deep breath and closes his eyes knowing that he has this battle won and he can take back what belongs to him. He begins to take out his breaths as he speaks to Sid drowned in his own blood Sid pinned up against the dumpster very weak with the streets in flames and smoke all over the place.

Quincy-”Your not so bad after all are you Sid, you are about to say goodbye and I am about to live my own life. What does it feel like to know you have seconds to live before the bullets enter through and your brains are splattered all over the streets of Los Angeles your home town no correction MY HOME TOWN BITCH!!! Hey don’t worry I am going to rip your head off and put into my hall of shame like I do with all my others because you are a special one to me to fill the coldness of my heart as I remorse over you to the man I killed. The man who tried to be a hero but failed to his attempt and died trying in the end to let his hometown down. When I am in the Virgin Islands enjoying my time with all the sweet bitches and all the money entertainment can buy me. Any last words Sid before you leave this miserable world and meet all your other dead ancestors.(Quincy thrives in pain some more shaking his head almost passing out from the intense battle from Sid.)

The cops have arrived as about twenty police officers get out of there car watching the war and the chaos around them destroy the streets of Los Angeles. All the people start running after the police officers with weapons and explosives as the officers embrace themselves behind the car doors and have no choice but to gun them down as there are to many they call for more back up the officers are attacked with gun fire going all over the place. Quincy looks around loving every minute of it smiles looking back at Sid. Sid losing a lot of blood grows weaker but is not determined to die as he uses what he has left in him to fight off against Quincy trying to pry the gun away from his mouth and point it towards Quincy himself Quincy a bit stunned wondering how Sid still is able to fight him off Sid spits blood in Quincy’s face. Quincy is blinded as the gun is at an angle almost pointing towards Quincy, Quincy raises his knee up and gives a low blow to Sid but unable to keep there posture both men slip and the gun goes off in between them as they did not notice a broken gas line from the car behind them the fire builds up and the car explodes and both men go flying Sid lands back inside the store where Marissa and Keith are still not moving and Quincy’s fate as he lands through the windshield of a police car head first.

Sid looks up at the bright light as it flashes before him his whole body feels as if he can’t move an inch of it he hears another big explosion outside. He falls into a very deep chamber of coldness around him as he feels warm hands and people standing around him screaming for help. We all suffer a time where the coldness will enter deep inside our soul like we are leaving the eternity from our body are we in another world of hell or the kingdom of heaven. Sid looks for those answers but just like being tangled in stepping through a door way of light or falling down deeper into darkness thus does not make us feel we are in human form. We don’t know in our mind what our spirit or ghost of a shell we feel freedom looking at ourselves on the outside. We could scream for the loved ones attention but in the interference from the physical world from a tragic memory to a beautiful experience. Our minds our brain dead will we be given a second chance to redeem our life in Sid’s disrupting life he as cheated his chances of death many times.

Death be gone by fake people

Sid hears echos the light is gone the night is back from his remorse and where he stands all alone from his own torture. The tear drops start to roll a his lips start to chap and his veins pop out he tells himself don’t let the demons start again. Stop murdering what is left of me stop murdering my soul u try to take away from me. The damage has already been dealt with my scars are warm my eyes are yellow and dried out from the tears I have cried. I am a freak losing control I look at my death looking at the other side am I memorized by the damage it has already done to me. Hear my name has it will never fade I have never been to a happy place in my life. I don’t know what happiness is anymore cheating death has always been my plan I am the scarecrow I am the demon walker cause that darkness hides in my shadow. The fallen screams when they hear my name there will never be an escape for me just the black deep hole in my ignorant heart. Common devil I beg of you to to tell me your worthless endings you have of me I have always ran but you still dig your claws and bite them deep into my heels. I will always be one of you prying to find the answers to the surface I am my own pirate and I have drunk from many crying tears. I have been beaten down with my vacant heart abused with emotions love struck by chemical romance that will never go away. It’s been a life time since the light has passed through my soul and exoskeleton I will escape I will feel a hands reach if there is little or no hope standing watching, helpless pouring kerosine on my flesh and burning me as I scream this is the end of my life. I have been claimed to be a coward under your force and the ones around me welcoming me to a new age even the weakest man can’t understand immortal kisses of my imaginary truth the day is over worn the crows have all flown in there flocks I sit at the bench wondering where my life is going. I have reaped the night as my hand shakes sitting in the fog of the night surpassing the deepest reaped defense that gods have sworn to give me. I am not as cleaver as that owl but I have instincts of a crow death is always the four letter word that is over curled by the love painted on my chest. Even Devin Skylar can’t understand strange and cold hollow lands where the new meets the old unjust like him I pray no longer that death will make me cheat to the TNA world will unfold. My ill struck heart and thy name of a hasbeen of Sid Vicious makes me more driven on perverse as Devin Skylar the crows are the symbol to labour vain as your time passes you by the swinging pedlum of this sworn beast you won’t defeat. It keeps chipping away my fore to fated youth the imperial place chatter and laugh and keep your mood swings going Sid Vicious with religious empires lying stark and dead pierce me with only your world as my life shatters into bits and pieces I say thank you, thank you for mind fucking with me screwing the devil who screws you back and who thus can’t kill a man who has already been dead within side himself. You just want to prove that your unworthy righteousness is to claim the love prince the guru of TNA that you can take it by your own hands little boy with a fried brain fore fated timid and so soaked in your genius attack to make me submissive and watch the death of me fly into your lovely arms. My immortal love for TNA will never depart me from a person like you cause your just a enmeshed toil of ambitious lies and a dust crop of wasted talent of a man who is only fucking himself at the end of the disease that king your not nor a god your not because that man is just the influence you try to be and can’t be.

Divided I fall I watch them all, here I stand until the end of time together it all dies, why in my eyes am I only blind to know I can try to survive my own life but to the naked eye I am always invisible. No one wants to know Sid Vicious because I am not like them here I stand strong, but weak in my own mind voices speak the words always undone so go ahead and ignore me and abuse me within cause this feud with Devin Skylar and Sid Vicious will go beyond it’s limits time to see what two big ego’s have put together in return this world is envied by standards and kneel to beg that Devin Skylar gets the torch handed to him by a fallen Sid Vicious who still streaks in the spotlight yet to be totally defeated with nothing left to survive for. Unique jaded with no sounds in my head at all it creates a darkness of void silence builds eats away every somber every time the laughter depletes me away Devin Skylar. Gold is gold exiled away from me I am everything what no one wanted me to be of TNA the savage predator that futile hope because without woman and children and melancholy consumes the greatness that no one knows what Sid Vicious can hold. A blood sworn warrior that remains worthy of his connecting threat that is missing the emptiness that builds my legacy of dedication of lacing my boots before looking into doubt of compassion thou my spirit not awakening of my cold reality thus was always my dream of waking life hath been still my heart still beating with some goodness inside of it my young boyhood never seeing the sunny side thus I was given when the sun was bright. In my own life what could I have seen compared to now summer skies and skies so dark yet the heaven of light tries to seep through me before the wild hours remembrance not passing by me the spell and the curse of these scars shall not over come me deep chaos of passion at the birth of Sid Vicious. Folly still hope to see a higher Heaven and the chimes of disaster have left me slumbered shone far from my dreams my only paradise semblance with reality in black and white of violence and the true color is gone fleeting away from me forever. Misty strife delirious insanity only lovely things than the young hope hath and forever more will know running from wars I have not and the life and dreams spell bond me Devin Skylar as water under the bride as I drown myself forever more trying to wash away all of my sins.

A dream of many fairy tales

What if my life was made of a fairy tale, what if nothing ever bad happened in the world around us. A fairy tale there is some darkness but a fairy tale there is always a happening ending and the humanity of non fictional characters become friends and even the enemies are taken out of the happy stories. The good guys are never defeated there are dark fairy tales that even end up with a life to live at the end of it. If Sid was a hero of TNA and not a repeat of history than his name would be written in the stone wall. One winter night pendent stalactites of frozen vines walls at intervals roses climbed curled up into pillars intertwined with clustered leaves Sid was king with remniscance divided in the bask of his glory where many where standing in his kingdom with laughing faces. Foliage with the wind so brisk rustling voices whispers in the wind, a true king is a king of his deeds indeed every bows before the master and ruler of there world as things were left to be. A silent murmur carved with his eyes Sid could see his people in high pointed windows pierced south of him working so generously. He looks beyond the crowd of peasants as one looks back at him with dark marble eyes he knew the presents was not welcomed in his kingdom of the shire with pools of red, and dark blue red of earth grown plants a wide eyed mob stands before him watching over the castle and clumsy men who are brave to lack christening guests of many lands before them. He sworn by his crown to protect the people he will fight and die for he looks with a small profound smile. A sudden blare of trumpets sound as the gate is opened as the face of happiness has gone into eagerness to be brought for unbidden guests. Sid who yells all to stand down and free the way for the unbidden guests a line of black horses and eager men with swords and armor ride in the sunset look beyond the through the gate as they pass by to deliver some important news to the king. The man begins to speak in his tone “The fire falls asunder by your enemy as I am your enemy and your so called king will not be no king any longer. All will change by the dawn of sunset seize my words I am no mere fool and what you shall fear is that your gallops and your festivities of delights are doomed. I give you promise your kingdom will be our kingdom and you King Sid will either give over your ruling to King Jasper or you will die being a fool you already are. The king delivers his message all the health and well being is doomed and you will all be slaves of overshadowing is your curse to be. All the woman and children shall come with me now as of right now they are to be sold for the riches and the woman will be sold as wrenching whores to please there masters. I am fulfilled by love and the parching highroad of the kingdom of yours will vanish forever and our greed will be shared into cruel imposture and we shall have your kings head!!”

King Sid-”I behold my visions on my own ground and tell your king that my people don’t belong to him. No longer Radiant of my throne and the crown I wear on my head even with hope and my blood on my sword I will not let you take the woman and children ignoble heap of broken arms. Blood of my warriors shed dragging steps through the passing gates get of out my kingdom thy come and I shall show you the parry of my sword that cuts your flesh of the dawn of nigh. I King Sid will dash my pieces fight me now as you wish but mark my words as I say to you Zarrow Skylar the third I will have your flesh spilt on my ground right here and right now.”

Zarrow Skylar smiles taking his iron clad helmet off he gets off his horse and the army of men behind him get off there horses as well. He signals to take all the woman and the children and tie them up and throw them in the wooden cage that they brought with them. The village starts screaming as King Sid stands up from his throne and he takes the sword out of his holster and yells for his archers to get ready to aim and fire and calls for his calvary of men to line up with him Zarrow looks all around as he circles Sid pointing his sword at Sid laughing with exile. Zarrow men has half the woman and children in his wooden gate already but Sid won’t let him leave without a fight. By the sweat of his brow and the heat of the day Zarrow throws the first move towards Sid with the swing of his sword as Sid blocks him and throws him off his feet with a short elbow to his face. Zarrow gets back up and charges at Sid again with huge swing of his sword Sid counters as they go back and fourth with there battle Devin lands in a cheap shot and slices a deep cut right across Sid’s face Sid rubs his face where his wound is and blood drips from his fingers. Sid shrugs it off as he spits on the ground and drags his sword on the ground telling Zarrow to come and get more if he dared. Zarrow spins around and swings at Sid again with left and right swings as there swords clash together. Sid gets the upper hand as Zarrow has no more room to move they clash there swords together again with Zarrow close to the edge of the moat Zarrow is teetering on the edge. He swings around the bridge on to the other side Sid does not hesitate and plunges his Sword into Zarrow’s shoulder Zarrow falls to the ground and Sid knocks the sword out of Zarrow’s hand and holds it up to the side of his neck. Sid begins to breath heavy as the day turns into the night he looks down at Zarrow with a bedazzled look and blackness in his eyes. He grabs Zarrow by his hair and the archers get ready to let there arrows go. He gets down to his level as he breaths heavy in his ears giving him another cheap shot to the head with the back of his elbow. The village watches Sid and Zarrow’s men begin to walk towards Sid he looks up at his men and shakes his head back and fourth in disgust but with true honor for his pride he still holds. Sid screams to the top of his lungs as he starts to go haywire going crazy one of Zarrow’s men come charging at Sid and Sid blocks his attempt and stabs him in the heart as blood goes across his face he goes right back to Zarrow who is down to his knees holding his shoulder in pain. He spits in his face Zarrow clinches his fist on the ground as he plants it firmly into the cement.

King Sid-”This is only the start you call before your king to come and take my own but yet you have tasted some of the defeat. Zarrow I demand you as my kingdom let my people be leave us and send a message to your king. Tell him to bring all his men and all of his courage because the blade of my sword will see his head on the ground. I will spare your life this time only in due time when we meet on the battle field you have and will be my sworn enemy and we shall live in our own freedom by the night is young by the day that burns all hell has awakened at every corner dante’s hell is coming and all my men you better be ready as it has been your last fight beside me and live by the sword and die by the sword as your king I will be the death for all of you regardless if I wake up to see the light of day. I have loved and lived but I fight for the honor of my heritage and my relatives and Zarrow who do you fight for the shame you behold. A man you are but a fighter your not just stand back in battle and watch all of your men fall before you as we are the victor and you will be the fallen slaves beneath our feet of pain now get out of presents before I continue to spit on your own pride that you still have left.”

Sid lifts his leg up and pushes Zarrow back to the ground as all the woman are freed and Zarrow holds his shoulder. He walks back towards his men who help him back up on his horse as the people begin to cheer and throw stuff at him even tomatoes. Just as he turns and leaves he gives Sid a santanic look as the rain falls from the sky and the moon is full and wolves howl to the moon and the fog sets in musky fields awaiting for the long awaited battle about to come to every man there is always a coward but the ones who are the cowards turn into moral of a man and die for there country and will be remembered as they are so called warriors and soldiers in there own right the time is now and the time is near whether you awaken the creature of feeling depleted it erases ones memory to fight they must.

Zarrow-”My prayers go out to you king, a hero in your dreams as you wake to see retribution a hero of fallen gods before you have failed but have not been forgotten. Sid you are lucky to have won this round but the next round will be your last words and final revenge that gets you killed planted deep in your internal womb as your heart will be in the palm of my hands and I will feed it to all my men we salvage from your vulgar hay that no man is worthy of standing that the battle field will be dead lingering corpses of death that has long awaited. In exactly three hours you take your last steps with all your pretty faces and in the last of those hours when you see the day of a reckoning dwell upon you like slaves in hell.”

Zarrow and his men ride off into the dusk of the sunset as the ramp to the bridge is raised and the doors are closed. Sid walks towards is corridor of his master bedroom where his queen awaits him people begin to see hatred in his eyes and doubt in his eyes he walks taking the crown off his head and putting his sword back in his holster. His people begin to cheer him on for hope and he looks back knowing this could be the last time he takes his last breathing steps. He walks into the big wooden doors as he goes to see his queen as she is preparing for her nights rest. He walks the long narrow hallway down to his bedroom as he looks at all the men before him who have fought for the the freedom to give them there sacrifice before Sid goes to see his queen he goes into the chapel and he looks up at the grace of god he looks up at the statue of Jesus and kneels down before him and sets his crown and his sword to the side puts his hands together and looks down at the ground sprinkling holy water on to himself. He lights a candle and puts his wrist into the flame and clinches his fist as he feels the burn he gets out his small knife from his holster around his leg and cuts his wrist and empties it into a cup. Sid sets the cup down in front of him as the rain from the outside hits hard up against the chapels windows. Sid holds his arms out and looks up at Jesus and closes his eyes bringing his hands fourth together as he begins to pray in deep thought. Sid begins to shed a dwelling tear but wipes the tear from his eyes knowing that the fear he has will only making him as stronger as what he appears to be. His heart is reaching to it’s limits trying to have the hate leave him but he feels that hate has changed him with so much to burden on his shoulder he has a lot to risk for a good king or a bad king as it keeps running in the back of his mind. The blood runs from his wrists down his arm as it runs over the cloth of the cross symbol.

King Sid-”My blood is pure I pray before you my lord as a sin of a man I shall be in thus war. I am your son I am your follower but yet this hate grows further and deeper within. Heaven and earth shall pass away but my words for you shall not pass away. I have received you lord which I deliver my blood I drink is also your blood I give my strength and purity that you accept my death in your presents if it shall come. Protect me and my men as we drink from you blood and the guidance you give us bestowed upon us as I quote you I am the truth, I am the way and life and no other shall be judgmental by the name of you. I make my last stand before you if I may suffer in there hands neither will hell take dawn upon me as I am the coast bidden under the devil you dwell upon and I am a saint of a sinner as one who will betray in the afterlife of good riddance that I will be remembered by cortination purging unleavened which I deliver the grace of light forever my lord amen!!!”

Sid opens his eyes and picks up the tin cup and drinks from it and does the cross symbol up, left, middle of chest, right and down. The blood keeps dripping as he sets his wrists over the fire to stop the bleeding as it burns his flesh and dips into the holy water. Sid gets up and walks out into the corridor and heads into the room to see his queen. He hesitates at first to stop and think without breaking down without showing her his true emotions to make things worse without hope to what it seem the end is near and the war could already be over. He has to give his queen courage he slowly opens the door as candles are roaming all over the room and towards the bed she awaits him with nothing but her crown on and her naked body hitting the sheets she looks at him with desire.

One last kiss from a rose

Sid takes his breath in with his mind wondering over the frail and intellectual beauty of his queen. His blood boils and the warmth fills him as the passion and the desire grows thinking of nasty thoughts of her keeping his mind off the other things that is keeping him tied down. Her long blonde curly hair with baby blue eyes Sid stands over her with a muscular figure as he takes his armor and his clothes off. He slowly climbs into bed next to her and kisses her with passion as he slowly runs his fingers down her back she moans and Sid lays on the side of her kissing her on the back as he slightly squeezes her chest as she begins to moan for more pleasure. He rubs his fingers gently down her spine with tenderness as he slowly rapes away the tingling touch of her whole body and down her spine. Sid’s torso resting beside her throwing both of his legs over her so she can’t move placing his hand on her naked behind softly fondling her as she collapses stroking round and round gently with his flat palm. His hand no longer seen behind her as he hits her hard from behind with surprise Sid gasps heavy against her as she is brought back form of brink he goes heavy and deep with every last second as the sweat drips from both of there bodies Sid builds up rocking the bed in a sturdy motion as he screams and she raptures with excitement and thrill calling out his name. The queen throws Sid down under neath her like a old fashioned dummy. The queen embraces her self as she bites down on Sid and digs her nails heavily into him. Her chest bounces Sid reaches up and kisses her aggressively biting down on her lips as two wild animals going at it he pulls on her hair her body convulses Sid holding on to her bottom things breaking and falling off the walls. She tries to hold off but Sid moves up and down with very hard thrusts as if it was his last and she relieves herself as she screams with the sweat dripping off of her down to Sid. She lays over Sid to catch her breath and she smiles and kisses him more Sid holds her and hugs her tight. She gets off of him and lays on her side and lays in Sid’s arm she looks at him with grace and beauty. Sid rubs her face gently as she notices that something is wrong with him she lays softly in his arms and sighs and she respectfully begins to rub his chest as she begins to speak,

Queen Annastasia-”You have never been that aggressive with me before and perhaps that was the best I have ever felt my king. What a wonderful night with just this joyful time together and I am already tired and the night is not even half way through my king. I have stood by your side as your queen and happily married through all of these years. I have a true blessing my life and it has always been you Sid you have been good to me and your people. As of late however I have seen some changes in you and as of right now I can see something is holding against you and where have you gotten that scare across your face. Are you hiding something from me Sid that I should know about you are looking worried and in rough shape. You know I have always loved you and will never let out of my sight. What the bloody hell has happened to your wrist it is cut and there is burn marks all over it. You have not thought suicidal ways have you my king please talk to me I am your wife and I have a right to know about these things now I demand some answers from you or I will sleep in the shire tonight away from you and I give you my heart on that.”

Sid begins to hesitate and becomes silent as he turns away he gets up and sits on the edge of the bed looking down at the ground. Annastasia crawls over to Sid as she wraps her arms around him and kisses him softly on his cheek. She begins caressing his hair softly looking at his old wound scars from previous battles that he has been in. Sid holds her arms as he kisses them amongst the only thing in life that he lives for and understands could be his last long touch. Sid looks out the balcony at the stars shining bright with the wind blowing the flames and drapes hanging over the balcony.

Sid-”You know there are times when you don’t want to do something but you have to. You have to because you are doing it at your own will and power to do so. A man by day, who loves and breathes everything he lives for his wife, his kids and his friends. By night all alone fighting for hunger fighting to survive by instinct and his true colors to become that silent predator within. As I made love to you it has been the best thing in my life you have been the best to me my queen but I am afraid to tell you our end is nearing. What has come has come and the nightmares you have been having every night where war between two colonies to win in you kingdom has finally come fourth. Annastasia I want you to promise me something remember me for who I am not as your king but just as a normal husband who has always loved you. If by mid drift of day you look down that dirt road and into the sunset and you keep your head held high, hoping that I will return than you know my blood hath shed for thee in my own religious rights. I want you to not regret not look down that same dirt road and just turn around and find happiness in your life. Annastasia I swear on my grave I will try to return to you I will try to look you in the eyes once again and hold you and we will raise a family as we promised don’t you cry today my wife I will shine again another day. I hope you understand what I have to do so don’t you hang on as my hands tighten against yours this could be the last of our freedom together and you could be the slave of king’s men run as far as you can far in the distance you will only remember me my dear I will leave you with the words of my burden I will never forget you and I will always love you and the people I have fought for. I have many men of strength and my will being of a king makes my mind straight though the battle field I will see shed and death many men who will lose there lives. We will be outnumbered but our astonishing encouragement tilts to one side and the battlefield will become a morgue of a holocaust in dirty hands as my heart triumphs in disaster my love if I live love and die war will change destiny forever.”

Annastasia lays her head on Sid’s shoulder as she begins to cry holding on to him tighter and tighter. She gets up from the bed and holds her head down into her hands shaken up by the news of Sid she begins to mumble panicking she reaches over for her robe and wraps it around her body. Sid gets up to comfort her as she takes a few steps back as she rubs her stomach the rain hits hard against the pillars she breaks down and cries even more as she falls down to her knees she looks back up at Sid and tries to speak to him without breaking down some more.

Annastasia-”The night I have dreamt it has finally come my king, you fight for them to give us ground to walk on but knowing you leave your loved ones behind. You wilt in the battle of a thousand men under the dusk tall men small men brave men and men of many races who leave there families to die in honor to set our chaos free but in the end what if you lose than what my king my faith and little hope wear thin these men are cold blooded and they out number us a thousand more and this is a chance you are willing to take to die knowing you could never hold me again as you look up thinking about me my king. I can not move on to wonders without if you pass me by than I shall parish forever and love not another as I have only loved you. Sid I look out at the night and look at the bright stars wondering is there a happiness out there without tragedy just what is thy kingdom of heaven. I looked down over that balcony and I watched men and wives in there joyous moments with there born flesh of children and I realized those days were long gone and behind us now. Strong ambition and love we deceive our loyalty and long lost moments that we even forget who we are anymore if you do not return to me when the morning glory arises I shall hang myself and well and well. I must not say Sid I must not finish what I must say to you, you choose to walk out that door I can not wait in terror for your hopeful return I shall give you the choice my king.”

Sid walks over to Annastasia with guilt in his eyes but bravery in his soul. He takes her by the arms and kisses her with passion a very long passionate kiss he takes out a heart pedlum necklace and places it her hand and closes it. Sid closes his eyes as he raises her hands holding them in his and kisses them. Annastasia tries to show no remorse as she closes her eyes and just turns away Sid turns her head towards him and looks her deep in her eyes. Annstasia runs towards the outside of the balcony with the pouring down rain as she stands on the ledge and looks down at the ground below. She begins to scream with hurt built inside of her she screams out to the world Sid holds and tries to keep her in one piece there is a loud knock at the bedroom door and Sid tells them to come back at a later moment. It is one of Sid’s knights as he tells him “Your majesty it is urgent news I bring to you and it must not wait. I beg of you to let me in I am sorry to disrupt your peace with your wife but we are under the red dawn of attack king Devin Skylar has decided to plaque his early attack on us and burn our kingdom to the ashes.” Sid looks at Annastasia as she holds on to him not to go as he must chose now Sid gives her one last hug and a kiss on the lips there hands slowly begin to slip away as the cold breeze hits there spine. Sid walks inside as he heads towards the door into the corridor and Annastasia runs and reaches out towards Sid as she yells out to him in a low tantric sorrow voice “Sid I am pregnant with our child!!” Sid stops and pauses in shock not knowing what to come of the news he just heard. He wants to walk back but he knows in the back of his mind he must turn the other direction he turns around and rubs the belly of his wife and unborn child and kisses it. He hums music of sorrow Sid speaks from his heart appraising him in the agony of his own defeat that his unborn child could turn out to be a bastard of a son but Sid does not think about it he slowly begins to sing a sad song to him.

Sid-”Wake me up when this war ends, I am no immortal my child you make your father proud. Make and feel stand strong for your mother. I am so tired of fighting all alone and living in all my fears when I was a child my presence will still linger here and it wont leave me by my side my child. My wounds will never heal until I heal myself my pain is just to real inside and out thy kingdom come. To much time can’t erase when you cry don’t be sad I will be in your heart to always wipe away all of your tears. When you scream look deep within I will wipe away all your fears as you grow. Look into the light when you are down and out I will be there to hold your hand as I did your mother through all of these years. Just remember you still have me within your heart my child I will be bound to the life I will leave behind but with great power comes risk even on the brightest days that consumes us. My haunting dreams my voice speaks reasoning I will always be that monster of what people have made me and if I were dead or still alive no one would still care goodbye and see you on the other side of the road.”

Sid gets his armor ready as he gets set for battle he puts his chest armor on. He laces his boots up and puts his sword into his holster and takes a look at himself in the mirror. As he puts his crown on with his shinning jewels that reflect off the glass from the light. Sid puts on his gloves with the armor wrist guards he gets vengeful and smashes the window in and heads outside walking down the corridor as he exits to the outside. All the king’s men line up and the people in the village hold there hearts against there chest as they say a prayer to there king with a long straight face in the pouring down rain. It begins storming and the silence of others is like freedom rings as they put into the lords hands of the king sakes and the men sakes that most will fall but there only hope and temptation there king will return home in victory in many days of all King Sid walks slowly up to his horse on the darkness through passages he looks back up to his wife as she looks with tears in her eyes. Drenched as Sid gets on top of his horse and sits for a moment listening to the people of his kingdom. He salutes all the men and the woman and bows his head down to his wife standing in the balcony.

People in the Village-”Amazing grace how sweet thy sound, our king who saves our souls to wretches like us. We were once lost without hope, but now our king has found our true profound, we were blind and now can see. Amazing grace how sweet the sound was grace that taught our heart to fear and the king relieved our fears. The final hours that we believe that precious grace will appear. Many dangers toils and torn apart we will stand strong for you our king. Grace has brought us thus far and grace will lead you home. Through times of life bright shining from the light, less days to sing in your praise our king.”

Sid leads his men to the cold outside world to the devils playground. Taking everything that they have through the thick fog and molasses. With ease the devil spits words of death of every man with there decaying minds as the sun settles over and the rain has lifted up. They walk in by the thousands with there shields high and there heads low behind there armor accepting the pain a war zone so horrifying of many men and sweaty brows grief to become a loss of the many soldiers as they fight side by side. Razed on the ground screaming a thousand men will fall they will see unimaginable sympathy in the face of a warrior as they will continue onward with the swing of there swords the blood as there blood spills where there ancestors lay before there time. There cries the birds fly over the silence awaits them as there hands shake and tremble taking in the dawn of the moment beyond comprehension the grained earth rumbles beneath them shears in violent dusk lost in tan mist. Still alive to bear witness there is no more paradise and the moment of thirst starts Sid fatigued of waiting trumpets are heard from miles apart and horses are heard through out. Sid hypes his men up to prepare for battle to rise against there fear and fight as every minute was there last. To raise there swords sworn by there enemies and carry on with dignity, retribution, and the taste of the blood in there enemies flesh. It’s not the dying we have come for it’s the blood we wipe from our thelmic wanweird witzelscht attempt to make it back home to our loved ones. Men I love every single one of you and thus hour this moment I am proud of every one of you now stand your ground and be the brave men that I know you are and know that we have god on our side for our strength. We will not be beaten and we will not fall and we will not let the enemy win not this day, not tomorrow because this men is our victory and there loss are you with men!!!!” The men begin to yell and chant at the same time raising there swords as the front line raise there shields and the archers set there arrows back and light the end of them.

The King’s Blood

It’s time to strap there boots, as they know it’s a perfect day to death. Wipe the blood from there eyes, In there life there is no surrender nothing left for them to do. As they find the strength to see this all through, Warriors never to be broken, with there final breath until they fight until there death we are warriors, they are warriors, They stand right beside each other fighting for there lives, to hear there battle and agony of cries. blades pressed against there flesh of men of monsters demon walkers filled with guts and glory blazing fires. Poring rain there hair to there face. Empty gaze is all that they have left, Stars lit there way dimmed down and the sky turned gray. So clear the path was as it faded away, blessed the days life was intent and clear, no doubt or falter they knew only one way. Days they hoped they would never have to step the dirt road spark they have keeps there fled eternity as they charge and fight looking towards the light. Bloody roars as the sky torches bright red hell to relief all the men to put there swords down deep into the ground as the man who won’t run refuse die another day the extinction of hell bound will be remembered and a hero dies in a war to save all mankind. Are they killers are they monsters are they dealt with because they did not know enough to realize that enemies become friends and war was never the answer I think not. Are they so different inside from us because they killed another man from the world trying to change them into something else. All the damage that has been done the impact of there lives as they will redeem what is only left of there soul walking over the blistering enigma they are only men who are visible and everything was the mercy that made them the lost souls of poor human beings of the monster that has truly made them out to be by the shed of light it only strikes once in all. There adrenaline is pumping there blood is boiling and there enthusiasm is at it’s peek as they peel away grinding there teeth the army of many men on King Devin Skylar side meets them on the other side. Sid looks beyond them to far to count and to far to see in the distance. As he stands before his men in the middle and Devin across from them with there color blue and Sid with the color red the bigger men in front of the line. Sid tells his men to stay back as Devin tells his men to do the same thing both men meet in the very middle coming face to face as they grin from side to side looking at each other with utterly disrespect Devin spits on the ground next to Sid lifting his heavy helmet above his head with his crown over him. Sid with his black armor and cape drawn over his back and his crown over his head looks at Devin with determination. Devin begins to shake his head looking behind Sid and laughs hysterically twitching his own eyes Devin gets out a big cigar from his horse and blows it right into Sid’s face. He takes it out of his mouth and laughs again he takes on good long look at Sid and gives out a very heavy sigh and Sid just sits there with a very sarcastic look and with a grin on the side of his face. Devin takes one more puff off his cigar and flickers it towards Sid’s face Sid catches it and puts it out on his tongue. Devin waves his finger telling Sid he should have never done that as he begins to speak in a very rough voice with Sid.

King Devin-”You really think your army of few less can stop my conquest of twenty thousand men think about Sid you don’t stand a chance. I am going to reason with you right now and don’t try to play the hero and die when you don’t have to. You give your kingdom over to me I will give you the glory and the opportunity to work for me and fight for me and maybe and just maybe I will be kind to let you serve my court. Oh and the best part of it Sid you will be the messenger boy of my kings court and I will wipe my ass with you live free or die hard to the so called king men. If you want to fight and see the darkness that awaits you than so be it but I do promise you if you cross this line now you have all spoken your minds of the tall tale truth that I am your true king over your lost long king. He does not know how to run his own kingdom you know deep down inside he thinks of you all as a disgrace last chance is in your own fate or for you king to decide to surrender now and nevermore hold your peace.”

Sid Turns around to look at his men some getting ready to turn to the other side as he puts his hands up in the air. He shakes his head and tells them to halt and in the silence of moments Sid begins to scratch his chin to think about the proposal that King Devin has given him. He looks out to the dusk of the sun seeing something that does not exist in his mind as he pictures his wife holding her arms out and smiling at him and she is taken away from him and whipped down and raped. His blood begins to boil in that thought enters his mind he than looks over as all of his people are slaves and do the dirty things under King Devin. He than pictures himself being chained and doing slave work and kissing the kings feet getting his ass kicked. Sid blinks and shakes the thought of the future out of his head and gets a very pissed off look on his face. He takes out his sword and points it at King Devin spitting in his face raising an eyebrow of vengeance and screams into the air with sweat dripping down his forehead and the scar across his eye.

King Sid-”I have made my choice King Devin, I have made my choice to die in my own truth to die in my own honor and not yours. What honor do you have you don’t care about your kingdom and your men you only care about the power you truly have. I will die the day I ever choose to join you and with all my men behind me they know I have wisdom we may have fewer men and we may be the underdog compared to your titan warriors but we will never give up trying to fight until our last drop of blood. All men who join you are betraying themselves because you are more of a manipulator than a real achiever in life. I have shaken hands with the devil and gave my soul to him but in the deepness inside of me between good and evil King Devin. You find me as a fool no more than you are but we shall see in the fortress of this unkind battle that you are power hungry and always have been. Whether we are the last man standing or we are dying looking up on the battle ground we know that we have been conjured to be defeated but in all of this where does the true hero actually lay King Devin. It’s such a pity that I have to waste such a great sword my father has built me on a worthless man who tries to be something he is not and glorifies his duty to notice the difference from brave to bold and what it’s really like to die by the sword and this time you won’t be walking away with your head held high. You will be laying on the ground with your head laying twelve feet from your head. If I survive through all of this by a miracle I am going to take your head and crush the last of it and take the rest of your body and burn it and use it as a campfire to feast off of my meals now won’t that be brilliant King Devin.

Sid and Devin clash there swords together as they growl like beasts with hatred towards each other. They fight against there blades with Sid lowering his with Devin with the upper hand Sid almost losing his balance falling off his horse. One of Sid’s men shoots an arrow just gazing the tip of his ear as it passes and killing one of Devin’s front men going right through his head. On the other side one of Devin’s men come charging at King Sid with his swinging chain with a spike ball swinging over his head and a shield. Sid looks over as he is about to get the ball to his head but one of his men guards Sid with his shield throwing the man off balance as they continue to fight. Devin takes a cheap shot to Sid as he head butts him throwing Sid off guard a few feet back. Another one of Sid’s front men run after King Devin as he swipes his sword at Devin counters it and slashes the warrior right through his heart as he falls to the ground. As King Devin is distracted King Sid charges at him as he smashes right into King Devin with his sword and King Devin falls right off his horse landing hard. King Devin loses the grasps of his sword as the other two men are still fighting the man with the swinging chain and the spiked ball releases his full around turn over his head tying to hit the man with the shield not being able to get a good angle with his swing. Sid runs towards at King Devin again raising his sword low again King Devin ducks Devin yells for his men to charge as King Sid tells his men to charge. The archers on Sid’s Side shoot there arrows and knock out the whole front line with the rest holding there shields off deflecting the arrows off there iron shields. King Devin standing on the ground calls for his brother to lead his side as Zarrow comes charging at two men trying to take out Devin and cuts them by the throat Devin uses his wrist guard to block a sword and spins around taking the sword from the warrior and stabbing him in the back with it. Devins archers light the tips of there bows and fire them at will taking out a dozen more of Sid’s men as they are lit on fire causing an outburst of flames on the battlefield.

Sid welds his sword charging at Devin but a tall man with an axe blocks Devin and throws Sid off track. The horse goes down on top of Sid as the horse slowly begins to die from getting it’s legs cut off. Sid is trapped under his horse. As he tries with all of his strength but the horse weighs him down to much. Two men come running after Sid with him being pinned down he watches the blade of the sword swing up over him with reflection of the Sun a big boulder from a shot capsule covers the ray of the sun and knocks a few dozen of Devin’s men out taking out more of the front line. Sid begins yelling inching himself lose very little with on arm free almost free enough to reach over for his sword and cut himself free from the horse. Devin is surrounded by three men taunting him circling him Devin stands in the middle looking around with his sword laying firmly in his hand waiting for there strike. He stands on his side the first man makes his move left swing, right swing down ward swing and Devin fights against him without a sweat. Devin glides against his sword as the man behind him charges Devin spins around stabbing one man in the heart as he uses the other man as a shield and he gets stabbed in the heart. Devin pushes him off with his foot knocking him into the other warrior. He stabs the dying man as the sword goes through the both of them and he pulls his sword out. Blood is dripping from his sword as the fall to the ground. Zarrow keeps slashing through warriors like a mad men with his artistic skill making his way towards Sid. Sid’s men run to his aide trying to free him from his men as the battlefield already is in a blood massacre and the fire in the battlegrounds burns the foul flesh of the decaying men. The heat rises and Sid reaches over for his sword as he is outnumbered from the clan of Devin’s men one takes a long stride with his sword and Sid glides against the blade and the other three men stand over him Sid takes out his small dagger and throws it right at one of Devin’s clan men it goes right through his eyes and he falls hard to the ground yelling before his last breath. Sid frees himself from the horse as the swing of a sword misses him he dodges and rolls out of the way. Sid gets to his knees blocking the next swing fighting the man off and chops his head off with blood going across Sid’s face. He looks across the battleground as more archers fire there arrows on both sides Sid is hit in the arm with one as he screams in pain. He goes down on one knee as blood pours down his shoulder stinging him as he pulls the arrow out and gets back up with determination. Devin gets closer to Sid with a few more feet to go Zarrow jumps over a big gap in the ground from the big boulders lit on fire as he slowly approaches Sid. Zarrow Skylar tells Sid his time has finally come that he is a beaten down man already.Devin my brother just sit back and watch and let your younger brother show you he is not disgrace Devin kills another man as he smiles and watches on at his brother going to make an excuse of King Sid. Are you ready Sid you are already half broken and half of all of your men have fallen and to what is left and flourished I am just getting warmed up and after I am done with you I will have King Devin take the remains of you and hang you like a dummy to be remembered as the king of nothing who could not save anything. Get Ready Sid to prepare of your own death and beg before me HA!!! HA!!!! Devin goes on a killing spree killing man after man laughing on as he does filled in all blood.

Sid exhausted and looks over at Devin holds his sword up to his face and looks at his own reflection in the sword. Zarrow kicks the dirt and tries to blind Sid but Sid moves out of the way. He makes his first swing at Zarrow, Zarrow is slightly cut on his back but comes back with a swing of his own Sid guards it as both of there swords move in a circular motion Zarrow throws a big right punch at Sid’s face as he staggers almost falling into the flames. Devin continues to fight on and Zarrow and Sid continue there battle. Sid comes firing back with my aggression swinging faster and harder with his sword Zarrow to clever to block every strike Sid throws by his sword. Sid is blinded by a near swing from Devins men as he fights them both off Sid fights dirty tripping them off there feet as Zarrow charges and stabs one of his own men Sid takes advantage and stabs Zarrow in his right leg and pulls it out fast. Zarrow hops on one leg holding his wound and laughs it off yelling at Sid “Is that all you got i grow weary of your skills and you breath on the same land I stand on King Sid you are going to have to do better if you want to live another day my friend. Common now damnit give me your best I want a challenge don’t disappoint me. There is no good man who has step fourth in his own honor and put me down to my own death. Everyone around here is no match for Zarrow Skylar because perhaps I was trained by own flesh and blood was I not Sid? All of these lost men for nothing and all you had to do is say I surrender you are the blame for all of this and yet me and Devin claim we are the bad men does that still make you the so uncalled hero. So raise your sword mighty and high plant your feet and look me straight into the eyes and give me everything you have.” Sid holds his arm he begins to lift his sword once again as men are still killing men and the battlefield is growing thin Sid has los nearly all of his men but he won’t give up. Sid and Zarrow continue on Zarrow throws his sword right at Sid, Sid blocks as they go back and fourth from swing to swing against the steel of there blades. The sky begins to get dark with hovering clouds and the thunder picks up again it puts the fire out. Devin gets a little worried about his brothers safety Devin throws the big ball chain near his brother as it lands right into the ground. Zarrow slashes Sid across the face on the other cheek and slashes him again almost cutting a deep wound into his stomach as Sid moves back and is cut by the tip of the sword. Zarrow knows he has what is coming next as he takes his sword with Sid bending down holding his gut he places both of his hands on the handle of his Sword as the thunder rattles Sid takes his sword and slips trying to pry himself up as he falls over Zarrow and both men land on the spike ball Devin looks over with surprise as he yells screaming NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Neither man is moving under the fog that arises from the ground a long exhausting battle many men who have already lost there lives Devin runs over in the drenching down poring rain he kneels down to his brother and holds him in his arms his back has plunged deep into the spike Devin knows if he takes the spike out of his back he will die quicker he Devin applies pressure to the front of his wound as Sid is still not moving he lays on his face with the mud and sand of the battle grounds. Zarrow looks up at Devin as he reaches up for his brothers arms and begins to talk to him struggling to stay alive and not pass his life by. Devin knows his brother is going to die in his own arms as Zarrow pulls Devin down so he can talk to him easier he starts to choke on his blood eternally from inside bleeding out.

Zarrow Skylar-”You see my brother f..ff....fools always pay the debt and I was one of them. B..bb..bbbrother I want you to do me a favor end the rest of this war before it is conquered in the wrong feat. Remember greed is never far from salvation and Devin do not underestimate King Sid I.....I.. Will see you on the other side of the valley my true king brother of hhh....................orrrr.............................................”

Devin sheds a tear as he watches his brother take his last breath in his arms and closes his eyes firmly shaking his head. Sid waking up as he begins to move around on the ground Devin slowly lays his brother down and crosses his arms over his chest as Devin takes his cape off and lays it over his brother. Sid begins to cough out some blood with scars and cuts all over him covered in blood. He slowly gets to one knee and he looks up Devin kicks the sword towards Sid as they are the last few on both sides with the only few who stand by there side and watch exhausted from the battle deep down inside breathing heavy. Devin holds the sword over Sid’s head with a very angry look bestowed upon him. Devin takes his armor off and his gloves that protect him thinking he is going to take Sid down with his confidence and Sid stands to his feet to be even on both sides he takes his chest armor off as well and his guards off his wrists as he smiles and spits blood out to the ground. The fog and the mist rise through the atmosphere as visibility get harder to see beyond there distance Devin points his sword at Sid and his veins begin to pop out of his muscular neck. Both men feel as if it is there will to stand alone and the last man standing will take the ruling and the honor to rule all of there kingdom and sometimes we learn even our greatest fears our greatest accomplishments will sometimes end in dealt of failure and fear. This is not entertainment of God’s will but by the thrust of the demons hands and the guilt that one has to live love and die for whether the jealous side is right or wrong. If a man is free should he be sentenced and blamed that he took action to cover up for the one he covers up for and let the one who takes murderous actions and descend a life knowing he did it. Does the hero always win regardless if he is the underdog? The greed, the fortune and those who fight every day not to live in that shame take one step closer to becoming a criminal because they know there is no other way around it even with that little hope to even believe there is a God to help them through all of this. Knowing that the miracle man takes temptation and knowledge to define that same cure to pass on to the man losing his way in a cold empty box sheltering himself from the cold outside world because it actually makes him feel peaceful to shelter himself from all the violence that will end him in his own dirt. Hail to the king and hale to the world feast off of him dreary and becoming a legend only graces the stupidity that even being the King can over come that being afraid your whole life is being admitted that one human being can change the world forever more and carry the past to the present that is what makes a legend. Alive in the inside dead in the outside standing month to month what has yet to come we are all a freak show through the looking glass we are demoralized whether we like it or not paint it all black because our world is black with no color in it because that is why this world is ignorant and blind with flaunting humor to sedate our culture that the straight jacket supermodel becomes our beauty within an ugly heart being tied down that the color of black writes down the final print of no more peace is amongst us and how hate builds up and we are the hated never to be liked with our backs always turned and forgetting the happy ending to a fairy tale.

The day has come and the day is looming two man stand what is yet to foreclose the end of an era. There will always be a war there will always be a fight and now thus is the time to stand up and fight, fight with there blades fight with there soul as a dead men says dead men tell no tales dead men are brittle and frail as they be no wise than to be wiser than the common human being so here the two men stand sword to sword sorn by there blades there tears and there blood they wave at each other to know they are going to die and never be able to see the world as they once loved it all vanished as they are and will be that whisper in the wind. There comes a time where you must make a decision to turn your own fate and to turn what life has come and surrender your own thoughts that some times epic stories come to an end with dying with a broken heart deep inside we hide cruelty, we hide anger amongst anger and no matter how hard we fight and try but as we fight we don’t settle our differences we make that meaning inside darker and darker than what they already started to be. Hail to the misery of all misery fall before me and let me sleep, I shall sleep for you and never wake up again for you to know my story of a life once lived to say goodbye now and forever.

To the end at hearts war

Devin and Sid come to there feet and Sid cleanses his sword as he wipes the blood off of it swearing that he will have new blood on it. Devin moves his neck from side to side cracking it with hate and tears running down his face he holds the sword tight very tight in his hands snarling at the top of his lungs. Devin yells at Sid as he speaks “Sid you will die for my brothers honor and you shall burn with your honor. You want to make this more personal than what it is after I am done beheading you I will have your wife as I see her pretty little face screaming at me when I am deep inside of her oh her tight little body under neath me as she screams for help. Her loving husband won’t be there to save her why do you ask because he will already be dead and into ashes and I will be her new husband. Sid begins to get angry as he boils up inside with a very dark glare in his eyes. Sid takes a huge swing at Devin as he misses horribly scratching the ground Devin laughs and shakes his head some more. Devin goes after Sid with a couple of swings at Sid, Sid counters them but Devin a little quicker takes a fast swing towards Sid giving him a back elbow to his face and a cut across his face. Sid staggers back almost falling on his back taking deep breaths as he screams holding his arms out his echoes heard through out the blazing skies. Sid comes back for more towards Devin as he thrusts his sword forward Devin blocks it but Sid goes for another counter block spinning around Devin slicing the bottom part of his leg with a very deep gash and a hit to the back of his head. Devin is caught by surprise as he had his cunning ways and never been hit by the sword. He takes his hand and wipes the blood with shock. Devin fights through the pain and Sid licks his sword with Devin’s blood on it Devin and Sid fight back and fourth as they circle each other locking swords in place fighting for there upper strength Devin get the upper hand pushing Sid over a dead body and Sid falls to his back feeling dizzy from the impact. Devin puts both of his hands on the end of the sword and swings as hard as he can towards Sid and Sid rolls on the ground trying to avoid the blade of the sword rolling over dead body by dead body. Devin strikes again as Sid blocks the counter with his back against the ground trying to fight for his life. Blade against blade Sid tries to gain the upper strength but the sword is getting closer to his face Sid begins to lose focus as his life flash before his eyes. Devin with his strength moves the sword into Sid’s right shoulder as it misses his heart Sid screams as he gouges Devin in the eyes and takes burning ash and throws it into Devin’s eyes as he screams holding his face he rolls off Sid but Devin did not get all of the burning gravel in his eyes as it got thrown in one of his eyes. Devin lays on the ground suffering Sid looks down at the sword that has plunged deep into his right shoulder. Sid begins to feel numb and coldness running through him but he will not refuse to die as he grabs the end of the handle pulling out he screams taking big gasps. He throws the sword his vision begins to go blurry as Devin tries to gather himself he can’t see out of his left eye Sid holds his shoulder to try to stop the bleeding. He slowly tries to get up the sharp pain runs down his spine and his arm is like a hanging limb with no feeling in it. Sid takes the burning ash and burns his wounds to stop the bleeding he clinches and screams Sid staggers getting to his feet grabbing onto the sword to help support him up neither man don’t want to go down for all that they believe in for all that they have came to fight for with both of there backs against the wall. Sid picks his sword up with the arm he still has left and kicks Devin in the gut over and over Devin takes a lot of punishment Sid screams for him to get up and to finish the fight that one of them are going to die and die with what honor that they still have left. Sid reaches grabs Devin by his head and hits him over the head with the end of the sword. Devin falls crashing to the ground with his burnt out eye Devin crawls inch by inch breathing and breathing heavier Sid smiles as he looks in the back of Devin’s head the blade is taunting Sid with his own reflection. Sid yells to Devin I am a king who will not die by the hands of you I am the king until this bitter end to return to the wife I love and you Devin will join your brother who had more courage and wisdom than you could ever have. Ten thousand of my men died because of me in the freezing mud and the other three thousand are bloodied and cleaved. Fifteen hundred will never know what the rest of there life was and I will not believe that as King as I am they fought and died for nothing. Is this entertainment in your soul Devin is this why we are bloodied to death by our swords just so the echos of eternity shall be silence and I cleanse my body off with your blood spilt over me. I want you to help me by doing this simple thing forget you never knew my name, and when life passes you by never be ashamed you fought me and tried to take me down as your fame is a disgrace never to be remembered. Any last words King Devin Skylar as the blade from my sword makes it stick as you die for the ones you loved. Devin begins to laugh as Sid wonder why finds that in humor as death laughs at him in the face. Devin looks at the reflection of the sword looking back at Sid with barely able to see out of the one eye he reaches over for his sword underneath him and begins to talk about at Draven. You really think this is the end Sid, you really think you have me beaten to this ground and you stand right now victor over me, I don’t care if there is a heaven or a hell because either way I am my own god I rule all of this and everyone will bow down to King Devin Skylar. In the vast present and the future I will sit on my own throne Sid and sit on yours as well and burn your kingdom to rubble and build a new empire and turn all you kings of men, woman and children into my slaves and I will have your wife lips on my cock as she cries wishing it was you but knowing with her pretty little mouth that Devin Skylar is her true man who can give her all her needs. I will even make sure of it to send my regards as I am having all the men stand over her she could be my new dirty little whore and to remarkable things no other woman could do imaginable. Just to taste her now Sid makes my body tingle and my cock thrust I already went in my pants. I stoke my cock knowing I have you right where I want you. Sid you can’t handle the truth can you it breaks you up it tears you up knowing the end is near. Have you not been satisfied enough to kill many men and yet you still have one more to carry on your shoulder. That love hate and that stubborn you have within side will never show the good side of you it will make you the hated criminal you will always be an unsung hero just like me King Devin Skylar will always be the hated man of his kingdom but be respected because he has demanded it to know it.

Sid spits blood out as he gets ready to raise his sword down at Devin he begins to speak to him. “You sick fuck, you wont have that right to be near my wife cause I am bring your head home with me and throwing it down amongst my people as I hang it on a pole to remember what I had to live for and what I had to deal with. As a king you don’ demand respect you earn it by having your people believe in you and running before them before all else fails. Devin my last words to you freedom is no longer a figure of speech freedom is free as a crow flying through the sky soaring a million miles through the thick and thin praying on the innocence to live on instinct to survive another day even in the shallow wisdom of the night. I am the beast, I am the hunter, I am the feast and I am hungry like the wolf and through the conspiracy I will find you and take you down by the throat taking every organ and everything out eternally and eat the flesh that has turned you into a bad man.”

Sid raises his sword as he does he prays to the lord and says raise me with your salvation as I drank for my blood for you. Holy spirit I am about to work my dirty deed as every man I have killed and everything I walk amongst is the death that shall prevent me from going into the kingdom of Heaven. I shall ask you to forgive me of what I have done sacrifice a lamb sacrifice a sheep that is as pure as your blood as you lay your hands on me trying to give me the light but even when my back is turned against your company the devil fights against me to show me the darkness of never seeing the happiness like a normal human being. So the good versus the evil has been a threat deep down inside of me and even now I know I am doing the wrong. I will see my vengeance in hell oh by the holy spirit of the night i thirst for the extinguish of eternity of my mortality that If I die before I awake that death don’t lay his hands on me and breath into my dark empty soul that has been my nightmare of the evil dead to be vanished of this earth.(Sid sheds a tear) He looks down than up I am sorry to have failed you Annastasia as I won’t see you in this lifetime but we shall meet again or shall I fall asleep forever and you live a life in misery wondering why I shall have never returned home to you. Through my weary eyes where have I gone wrong to think I am so freely, I take the pride and to be known with diligence empty thought. Hoping and dreaming are two different things to dream is to have a successful fit in another life time such as yours hoping is the indulging society of trying to get by that dream to actually thrive to make it an accomplishment of making the truth. Do you honestly speak that truth Devin or lie tangled in torture that the lie is how you been taught how to speak how to be just another dummy to pretend you are liked and just to be without the romance of failing the love in your life as you die off from the beauty the kingdom once had just remember I am the beast that has you down by your knees getting ready to slay you as the seconds, the minutes, the hours and the days turn you life by. Perhaps my last battle that has grown me fatigued I have no more left in me but the morale of the mortality that I am not a super human as all stand up and bow down before me to say hail to the king of all kings.” Sid swings his sword down at Devin and Devin returns the counter by rolling on to his side with his sword Sid misses and hits the ground Devin counters trying to fight himself off the ground. Devin gets to his knees as he pushes Sid back giving himself space they fight back and fourth over the muddy battlefield lightening strikes a few men are still standing trying to help Sid fight off Devin but Devin to skilled as a master swordsman like Sid is. Devin is fighting the last remaining men on Sid’s Side Devin is stuck in between the middle as he ducks with the swing of Sid’s huntsman and spins around him Sid strikes at Devin, Devin flips right over Sid’s shoulder jumping side ways giving Sid a cheap punch to the head Sid falls back. Sid’s huntsman throws a dagger at Devin but Devin ducks as it skims him by his cheek giving him a small cut right over the right eye.

Sid comes back with a cunning strike going left and right left and right swinging his sword up towards Devins head. Devin blocks against every swing the huntsman tries to side blind him Devin does a side thrust with his sword exchanging his sword from hand to hand confusing the huntsman and Sid. They get close to a river up a hill and down below with a very deep fall into the river. Sid climbs up the vine and swings towards Devin throwing him off a little as he balances on the ledge holding his balance. The huntsman climbs up the vine waiting for his moment to strike as Sid and Devin are fighting against there will to survive there swords come together as he they cease at impact they fight against each other going into a circular motion the storm starts to get heavy with strong winds. Sid pushes Devin closer to the ledge with the deep water Sid hits Devin with a quick head butt Devin is caught by surprise as he looks down and almost slips off the ledge. He hangs on to the vine of the tree fighting with what he has left within him the lightening comes down knocking a tree down near them knocking the huntsman down off the tree as he falls off hanging on the ledge Sid and Devin are forced off as the edge of the cliff breaks off in pieces and they are all hanging by a vine Sid hanging on the ledge and all there swords fall before them Devin hangs in the middle hanging on Sid’s leg with the other hand dangling freely under him. The huntsman hanging on by a thread with Devin’s foot as a leverage Devin pulls up trying to hang on as he feels his hands slipping Sid tries to grab for the very ledge with it in a arm in lengths reach. Sid tries to kick Devin off to make less weight in the vines Devin pulls himself up on Sid as the vines begin to break off even more the ledge begins to crumble even more as huge as big boulders falling down on top of them. The huntsman tries to reach over but with his very little fate he slips more as a sharp branch comes crashing down over him and pierces him right in the head as he falls deep down into the river below with a big thud down below. Devin climbs up even more as he hangs on Sid’s back they hang on fighting each other Sid grabs Devin by the head and smashes it against the wall. Sid tries to climb up more but Devin holds him down elbowing him in the back Sid staggers teetering on the vine. Devin climbs a few more feet almost reaching the peak of the ledge Sid notices a small dagger in Devin’s left boot as he tries to take it out of it’s holster Devin gives Sid a few kicks to the head but Sid hangs on digging into his flesh. Devin screams pulling up on the ledge with what he has left in him Sid hangs on to Devin’s waist Sid fights his way to the top as he grabs on to the ledge both Devin and Sid are exchanging left and right hooks Devin bites Sid on the forehead right above the eye Sid head butts Devin right back as both men lose there grip almost falling down to there death. Sid busted open Devin gets to the top and climbs to the top and breathes and gasps for his own life. Sid recovering from the bite to the forehead looks up and Devin gets to his knees as he looks down at Sid with a grin in the down pouring rain and the lightening crackling the sky. Sid looks in the eyes of the hatred and blackness of Devin. He leans over Sid and laughs Devin pulls the dagger out of his holster of his left boot and waves it back and fourth and he scratches it with his chin Sid holds on as for as long as he can. Devin takes Sid by the wrists as he takes the dagger in his other hand drenched in the rain Devin begins to speak down at Sid. He takes in a deep breath Sid with his eye scruff batter and bruised look weak to the bitter end as he screams in his own pain.

King Devin-”Well it seems Sid that it has finally come to your remorse, to our conclusion that you will die and I will live. Here lies the king who taught the world of peace and love and yet he hangs on for his dear life with the man who is about to take his own life. How does it feel to be on the other end of your misery you get one chance and you blew that yet you seem you have battled through challenges and death. As your greatest rival it was just to bad Sid that we could not be friends until the end but I mean after all who will miss you. King Devin will bast in the glory of what the future holds in all the kingdoms glory. I will stain your blood in remembering the greatest man I have ever known I will drink to better days I will feast off the nude bodies of naked woman and I look over to think poor poor beloved old king here is my final goodbye to you Sid and a final cheer to the blackness of my heart to you. Goodbye for all goodbye for you and goodbye as your body hits rock bottom and hope to see you on the other side Sid HA!!! HA!!! HA!!!”

Sid looks underneath Devin and notices there is a small break on the ledge where the mud is sliding down underneath him. The ground begins to crumble Sid lifts himself a little more as he looks right at Devin and begins to laugh Devin raises an eyebrow wondering why Sid is laughing before his own death. Sid begins to mumble and Devin thinks Sid has gone completely crazy Sid grabs Devin by the throat and Devin is caught by surprise as he tries to free himself from Sid’s grip the wind picks up and he laughs even more looking death right in the eye shaking his head back at Devin as he says “listen to the beauty part all around Devin do you hear that do you.”

Sid-”One thing you don’t realize is that I am not going to plunge my own death alone Devin. The beauty part of all of it as that all great men die when they risk everything they take pride in and love in. I am worthy of my own death are you worthy enough to die when it is now turned on you Kiss the wind and look down cause you are already beaten man before you can laugh at me in your own victory that you have already lost hell we have both already lost you may be a conquer but you don’t know life before your circumstance you ready for your ride to hell Devin because I am taking you with me as the devil’s due work.”

Devin raises his dagger high in the air as Sid looks up with the tip of the blade facing him. As Devin raises his dagger Sid pulls force underneath Devin as the ground underneath him collapses from the heavy rain. The dagger is pierced right through Sid’s heart as him and Devin free fall from there death. Devin hits a huge rock before he hits the river down below Sid looks up as his life flashes before his own eyes he can hear Annstasia and see her in the distance as he stands in a bright light of a meadow with wind as he looks at her and standing behind her is a young little girl holding her hands.

~Death before the afterlife~

Sid walks up the hill towards Annastasia and a young child as Annastasia holds her arms out and she comes running towards Sid. Sid gives her a big hug as she smiles holding him and she cries they kiss very passionately looking into each others eyes. The young little girl stands back not sure of who the man is standing before her. Annastasia looks down at the young girl and tells her it is alright to give the man a hug as she runs to him and Sid picks her up and spins her around as the wind blows in his face and the light that is so bright flows like a heaven. Sid feels as if his life has started all over fresh again as for the first time he has held his daughter in his arms and all of his guilt, his battle wounds have gone away in another life time. He asks himself is this what afterlife really feels like or is this what death really brings him to a good extent as he smiles for the first time without mercy of pain he begins to speak out to his lovely wife Annastasia.

Sid-”I thought I would never see you again, the last thing I remember is falling off a cliff and my life well my life flashing before my eyes and I did not know how I ended up here. I am sorry Annastasia I have failed you never will get the chance to have and raise our family together. I risked my life and now this is how we remain to be together in another alternate life. This must be our daughter the daughter of my own blood the flesh that I didn’t get to hold when she was born. I already miss what my life was but none of this does not even seem that real now you must do me a favor Annstasia find another true man to marry and forget about my legacy because I died for you and for the freedom of our people, I hope you can understand that risk I had to take at the end my love.”

Annstasia takes a few steps back as she cries in tears. She holds her daughter and kneels down to her as she rubs her hair. She gives her daughter a hug and holds on to her as tight as she can as the little girl does not understand why mommy is crying so much as she is scared. Annastasia lifts her up and walks back over to Sid very slowly cringing to reach over to Sid as her tears continue to fall from deception, happiness, anxiety and sadness upon her as a widowed woman who has lost her husband but he stands before her as a thought of a holy ghost and the afterlife. She looks down at the ground in a despair moment as she shakes her head and Sid tries to comfort her raising her chin up as he looks into her eyes and his daughters eyes Annastasia begins to speak her words of fright and joy and hate.

Annastasia-”My King the man I have weeped over and over again. I never got the chance to say goodbye to you because I would hope, I would hope deep down inside you would have returned to me. Thus may be only your dream and moment of truth and we are dreaming this moment together as two loved soul mates. You son of a bitch why did you have to leave a family behind I don’t know if I should be missing you or be hating you and leaving me in a bitter cold world with out you by my side my king. By the way my king this is your daughter who never got to know her own father and I thought it was going to be a bastard of a son but I guessed my judgment wrong. Why just why did you have to die in the battle of sacrifice when you knew before you left you looked up at me as your heart sank deep down inside your soul. There is no happiness left inside of me the only thing keeping me alive is our daughter Athena Anna Bell Josephine Eudy. Here is your beautiful daughter that you will never know and she will know that she has a new father maybe she wont my king. I cry myself to sleep without you there was a burden on my shoulder a burden I never have confessed to you. I don’t know if you shall know that truth or it shall be forgotten Sid I am well I am Sorry it was a mistake that should have never happened my king but I was forced into the decision or be killed my King.”

Sid looks confused as he looks at Annastasia and takes a very huge breath in. He wipes her tears away and hugs her even more knowing that the failure in his heart is still there. Sid does not give up trying as he comforts her all he can as the light that once shined turns into a complete darkness and the meadow around him turns into ashes and horrifying screams are heard all around. Sid looks around as falling ash falls from the sky and his daughter he just hold vanishes before him Sid reaches for her as he falls to the ground looking in horror Annastasia begins to curl as she turns into a dark entity. Her eyes turn into darkness as long hands behind her hover over her shoulder. She looks up at Sid trapped in the arms of the dark entity as she tries to budge freely but she can’t and Sid looks over to see the devil himself as he takes Annastasia as his sex slave and licks her on the side of the cheek giving her full tongue and mouth as flying locus come from her mouth.

The Demon-”You think your dreams are always going to end in light, even your wife will feel your pain oh poor Annastasia that dark deep secret she did not tell you. It’s all coming back to you Sid it’s all haunting you because for that dark deep secret she did not tell you she had an affair on you she slept with another man because she was forced upon she was raped off her own dignity and she told you that was your daughter with all this time that was not your own flesh and blood Sid. That was the daughter of your rival King Devin Skylar. Oh whats wrong the truth hurts does it not you don’t deserve to renew a life in rapture and in happiness. All the kings men and all the kings flesh is your unworthy structure of non pleasure demon that will always creep up inside of you holding you down and down until you decide to give up and finally come to me and you will join your family in eternal damnation under the burning stone of taking your worthless life and raping your mind with my cock makes you bleed with corruption that I have taken what is left of you and made you my bitch HA!!! HA!!!! HA!!!”

Sid screams as he runs after his wife and the demon who holds her as he is dragged down. He is swept off of his feet as he falls into the ashes. He is held down trying to get up wrapped in guilt and lost words and no soul he is being burned alive as the ashes turn into flames the demon looks down at him clinching his fist Sid in pure agony and mishap. He screams as his flesh is turned inside out he looks up at his hand being burnt his bones going into dust Sid is pulled deep under the ground into the burning pits of hell. The demons stands strong as he laughs with torment and intelligence as everything around him burns in flames and he disappears from the falling ashes remaining all over the place.

~Raising from a deep coma~

Sid wakes up yelling all over as he gets up in a very cold sweat holding his head and he realizes he is hooked up in Iv’s and a machine. The nurses come rushing in to settle him down holding him down he does not want to be touched as he tries to break free from the Iv’s they don’t want to sedate him as he has just woke up from a coma so they use buckles to tie him down as he continues to yell at the nurses and realizes. The nurses settle him down as Sid head pounds with hurt he keeps looking around irritated and lost. The nurses have him tied down and they begin to softly talk to Sid as flashes from the outside of Sid’s room glow into his room with people standing outside with suits and reporters as he kind of shrugs his shoulder as foam comes from his mouth spitting it out. The nurses turn the television set on in Sid’s room to try and take away his confusion. Sid looks up at the television set as the news reporter outside of Saint John’s hospital begins to speak and a crowd of people standing behind the news reporter from news channel NCM-17.

Reporter-”Hello this is reporter Ashley Houser reporting to you outside of Saint John’s hospital. Interesting story inside lays a brave man who perhaps saved two lives. What is said to be he was going to rob the store but as it was confirmed the pages were turned and he saved the owner of the store who is in critical condition Keith and his daughter Marissa. Sid Vicious is his name and the town is calling him the unsung hero in Los Angeles and we have a couple of witnesses who seen it all with there own eyes and believe Sid should be handed the award for his bravery.

Witness one-”I saw it before my own eyes explosions, guns and what not he took the thug and fought him off the best he could. The old man was already unconscious and his daughter who I thought was going to die was saved by this man who they call Sid. I have to say Sid has done his city great and on top of all of that he stopped one of the biggest king pins and drug lords so we are now at peace and Sid Vicious I thank you for that.”

Ashley Houser-”Wow what a moment in truth Sid will catch the eyes of many whether he notices it or not. Sid Vicious you are my hero also and from the city of Los Angeles and all your followers your hero of the decade and have not just saved two lives, you have saved the towns whole life. Ladies and gentleman we will continue this epic story and get some more answers perhaps from the man himself as this is Ashley Houser, reporting live from the Saint John’s hospital.”

Sid smiles and goes crazy saying he is no hero of anyone he has never been a hero and he does not remember to much of what happened but just very little. He tries to loosen the belts off his wrists and his legs as he yells to let him free and asking how long has he been out for. A nurse walks up to him a young beautiful nurse with a innocent smile as Sid looks over to see a small paper clip laying on the table he reaches over for it and slides it under his hand looking confused. He smiles to pretend he is alright that he is calmed down as the nurse sits next to him in the chair and slowly talks to him to make him at ease. Sid just keeps smiling as he does not like companionship and comfort as he begins to mumble and the nurse laughs at him chuckling. Sid gets pissed off even more as she continues to laugh.

Nurse-”You need to calm down and just relax hun you are in a shock after a four day coma yes you have been out for four days. You came in pretty rough shape and everyone around here was hoping and praying you would come out of your coma. After what you did you have become a hero more than you realize hell I am even proud of you to even have a hero in our hospital right now and you have done a lot more than you know. Now you will need to stay here for at least a couple more days for evaluation because your mind is not there right now. So tell me Sid how does it feel to be the hometown hero and have every one stand behind you with your support thank you for what you did your a super dude in my eyes and to tell you your cute Sid. Lets say when you are healthy enough we will go out on a date and you can show how much of a hero you really are baby. I will give you a little loving right now if you don’t mind oh and by the way my name is Beverly and I am available.”

She leans over at Sid and kisses him on the lips as she lays over him and tells him to sush as she giggles and blushes over him. She winks at him as Sid does he smirks at her and than he starts frowning again with a very angry look on his face still tying to stay as calm as he can he struggles and tries to break free from the pain he can’t handle. He starts talking and puts his cheesy smile on for her as he raises his eyebrow.

Sid Vicious-”I am no man of many words and I don’t like company I do my own business and I move on with it. Thank you for your flirting and flattering temptation to throw yourself at me but I am not your type and if I were you I would find a more calm and quiet man who is not so wild and will go to the extreme. Hell I have been out for four days and I need to get the hell out of here than get me the hell out of here now and away from these people. Whether I am a hero I just want to get the hell out of here and leave this forsaken town before I get ruthless and cause a riot cause I can tend to be very and I mean very dangerous. By the way how is Marissa and her father Keith are they still alive I need to at least know that Beverly.”

Nurse Beverly-”I have to say you really impress me, you turn me on with the tough guy speech and your stay here can be over welcomed as long as you like. I give you a kiss of encouragement and baby to let you know Marissa is fine she is breathing and recovering quite well she is responsive and she will be getting out in another couple of days. As for Keith he was rushed to another hospital because he was in massive critical condition but he is on a life system but we will keep you and her updated as promise Sid.”

She gets up and walks out of the room as Sid with the paper clip he grabbed earlier unfolds it and tries to unlock the leather strap around him waiting for the right time to make his quick escape. He waits for the room to clear and the hall to quiet down as he hears the doctors and the nurses asking for them to leave. The door closes very little Sid bothers with the lock as he hears a click from it and is able to untie the strap around his wrist and frees himself and than he takes his hand that is free and is able to free his other hand. Sid gets up from the bed and loosens the straps from his legs. He takes the Iv out of his arms as they beep he hits the machine from getting it to stop from making noise. He throws the machine down on the ground as it breaks he staggers on the floor and gathers himself he slowly walks towards the door as he looks out the door with the nurses being distracted he tells himself he needs to get out and to forget about everything else. He crawls past the desk as he ducks heading towards the elevator on the third floor. Sid hides from in the corner as he sees a nurse walking by he takes him by surprise and knocks him out. Sid quickly gets dressed into the blue scrubs and drags the body into another room. He walks out of the room all casual as no one notices him they just wave as Sid tries not to stagger he takes the elevator down to the lobby as the elevator door opens media is outside as sid puts a medical mask on and walks out the front door and to the outside. He is not stable enough to drive so he calls for a taxi as he stops to think before he opens the car door about Marissa almost having second thoughts. He gets into the car and tells the taxi driver his location shuts the door and leaves off into the wind with leaving people puzzled that he vanished without a word.

~Reality with a snap but it was only a dream of a dream~

Sid wakes up from his long rest of what seems to get really strange as he looks around with the camera panning in on him where he is resting inside his locker room from doing work outs. Sid is sweating really bad as he sits besides his duffle bag and looks deep into the camera rocking back and fourth pulling his hair out smiling sadistically. Hitting himself over the head multiple times as cheers begin throughout the arena Sid begins to growl like a beast and than begins to speak sitting in a dark corner of his locker room closing his eyes and looking down at his wounds.

Sid Vicious-”Here we are the time has come. oh dear old Devin it’s to bad that we can’t keep playing you little games you love to play of kissing stephanie’s ass and sleeping with half the knockout locker room you know the saying. Scrotum is what your balls hang in, scrotum don’t over load them or it sure won’t feel to nice. I love the beauty of torture and tonight Devin Skylar the beauty of it all will be me when I will take you to your limits I will stay the TNA world heavyweight champion. I want to thank you for being the paper champion and holding on to something that is not even yours. I want you to thank me for giving you your first loss in TNA because for that simple fact Sid will not die because you think he will be an easy target and a easy washed up hasbeen. I find it really funny Devin you finally get the match of your dreams and reign supreme only to really find out you dreams will only turn into a failure as the whipping boy of TNA that you really are just a piss poor man of an excuse that in the end when you look up that Sid Vicious will be the victor and as always I take upon my mind and torture that you my friend have already lost this battle long ago because of what you did has only made stronger. I am no bitch you would like to make me instead I will make you my bitch and the spotlight you try to take away from me is the mistake you always tend to fail I will be the beast to take you down and may the day of a reckoning reign upon your soul Devin Skylar.”

Sid tilts his head to the side and grins sadistically as the camera statics from black with blood dripping from it.