Post by Van Der Kamp on May 29, 2010 11:34:00 GMT -6
Larsen Van Der Kamp sits on a bench in the park. He puts his hand in his jacket pocket and pulls his gun half way out of his pocket.
I can’t believe that it has come to this. I never thought that I would have to go down this road. The fact is I just don’t know who I am anymore. The things that I used to be certain about, are less clear to me today. All my years of searching for the truth has led me to a place I never thought I would come to. 5 months ago I had no leads, but I was positive that I was just an average guy, who worked an average job, and lived in an average home. Now here I sit, knowing that I was a man with ties to crooked cops, and the mob. 5 months ago I was sure that I was a decent and moral man. Now I feel nothing but anger, rage and a need for revenge on all who cross me. I came within seconds of killing Streppner before he started to tell me the truth. I truly believe that if he didn’t try to tell me the truth that night, that I would have put a bullet through his head.
Larsen pushes the gun back into his pocket as some people pass by.
5 months ago the very thought of me killing someone out of cold blood made my stomach turn, now it seems that this will be my inevitable fate. Is it just that my obsession with finding out my past has consumed me? Or am I simply just reverting back to my true self? These questions haunt me day and night. I feel as though I am becoming the evil that I so hate. Now, I feel the only way to discover the truth is to embrace the evil that haunts me, and find out where it leads me.
Tau approaches the bench. He holds his hands up in the air and opens his jacket to show Larsen that he is unarmed. Tau sits down next to Larsen.
TAU:
“It’s good to see you my friend.”
LARSEN:
“Is that what we are Tau?”
TAU:
“Of course, that’s what we always were. If it were not so, you would be dead my friend.”
LARSEN:
“You were right about Streppner, he was hiding something from me. He was about to tell me what it was when someone shot him.”
TAU:
“Yes, I was sorry to here about that.”
LARSEN:
“If you wanted me to know, why didn’t you stop them?”
TAU:
“I have very little power in our organization. I am just a mid level guy. The bosses do not listen to me as much as I would like. They have a small level of trust in me now since I let you live. I have no doubt that they are watching me even now. If they think for one second that I am going to tell you anything beyond what you already know, they will kill us both right here where we sit.”
LARSEN:
“Well, I didn’t ask you here for that reason anyways. I have asked you here to offer you my services.”
TAU:
“What services are those?”
LARSEN:
“We both no that I worked for you in some capacity in the past. I have no memory of this, but I’ve pieced enough of that puzzle together. So, give me my old job back. You already told me that I was the best at whatever it was that I did for you.”
TAU:
“Yes, that’s true. I’m just not sure that the bosses will allow it. They don’t trust you.”
LARSEN:
“The only thing I know is that you are the only person that I feel I can trust anymore. As sad as it is, you are the only person who has been truly honest with me. There is no reason to mistrust me.”
TAU:
“Perhaps proof of this loyalty will help them make up their minds on this matter.”
LARSEN:
“What kind of test?”
TAU:
“There is a man who has been causing some trouble for us. A man with very loose lips. Perhaps if you take care of this problem, the bosses will accept you.”
LARSEN:
“I will do whatever you ask.”
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Larsen stands outside the door of an apartment. He holds the gun in his hand and knocks on the door. He hides the gun behind his back as the footsteps approach the door.
I don’t know if I can go through with this. He has helped me before, I can’t kill him, but what other way is there? If I don’t get on the inside I may never know.
The door opens and Larsen’s old contact Lesedi is on the other side.
LESEDI:
“Larsen, I didn’t expect to ever see you again. Come in,”
Larsen steps in and closes the door behind him.
LESEDI:
“I am sorry to here about Officer Streppner. He was a good man, very discreet. The clown that they replaced him with is very pushy, but he pays me well for the information I give him so I can’t complain.”
Larsen just stares down at the ground. Lesedi seems to be getting a little uncomfortable.
LESEDI:
“So, what brings you here?”
Larsen looks up at him. He has some tears in his eyes.
LARSEN:
“I am sorry friend.”
Larsen pulls out the gun quickly and shoots Lesedi in the head. Lesedi drops and hit’s the ground. Larsen puts the gun in his pocket and runs out of the apartment building. He runs a few blocks and ducks into an alley. He sits down and rests his head against a building.
What have I done? I know Lesedi was no saint, but he was the one who put me on the right path in the first place. How can I live with myself now? There’s no turning back from this. I have to believe that the end will justify the means here. I have to believe that learning my past justifies everything I will have to do from here on out. If I can’t learn the truth, then Lesedi’s death will be for nothing. The road to the truth starts here, I just hope that at the end of the road lies redemption for me. I hope that my life is worth Lesedi losing his.
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”Much has changed since I entered this business. I know I have changed. I am not the same innocent man that I was when I entered this business. I can however still cling to a small level of goodness, knowing that I have pitted myself against evil. The evil of The Sedition. I have made it clear since I made my return here in the Sedition Wrestling Alliance that I have one goal here, and one goal only, and that is to be a thorn in the side of The Sedition. After 2 confrontations with their golden boy Gabreal Martin, I have yet to fully accomplish that goal. I have however been able to hold him from winning the precious title he so craves. Though I am not the one who is holding that title, I do take solace in knowing that it is not around the waist of The Sedition’s Chosen One. Mark my words Gabreal, as long as I am here you will never be the SWA Champion. I will not stand by and watch The Sedition rob more worthy challengers as they tried to do at Spring Breakdown. I am more than willing to take the blame for your misfortunes. As for the payback you crave, I am willing to give you that opportunity anyplace, anytime. Not surprisingly so, I have received no such invitation from you. Of course I would be foolish to expect one. The one thing you have made clear here in the SWA Gabreal is that you are a coward. I believe that you will duck my every challenge, though I will not hesitate to persist.
Unfortunately I will have to wait for another day to put you in your place. In the mean time I have a triple threat match to focus on. Though neither of my opponents are members of The Sedition, trust me when I say I will be 100% focused on the task of victory. I am glad to see that one of my opponents is the reigning SWA Champion Ian DeTornado. I will admit my friend that last time we faced I overlooked the heart and soul that you pour into your every match. I underestimated you and placed too much focus on Gabreal. This time I will not make the same mistake. Since our last contest I have gained too much respect for you. You are exactly what a champion ought to be. You are a hard working fighter who is all heart and willing to take on all challengers, unlike our friend Gabreal. Though I respect you, I will not go easy on you. As I said before, I am glad that you are the champion, and not Gabreal, but I would much prefer if it was I who was crowned SWA Champion. You see if I was champion, I know that then I could be guaranteed a match with Gabreal Martin. Though this match is not for the title, I am aware that a victory over the champion would ensure a future shot for me, so this is my goal.
I don’t seek to embarrass or humiliate you. I have no beef with you. As I said, I would rather be stepping in the ring with Gabreal this week, but I would never pass up a chance to EARN a spot in the title race. I do respect you as a champion, but I also see a flaw in your character. Your victory at Spring Breakdown seems to have given you a boost of confidence, or dare I say it… overconfidence. In your last promo you stated that you were unstoppable, and I cringed as I heard these words. Have you not heard the Proverb that reads “Pride goeth before before the fall”. I have seen it time and time again. A man accomplishes a great feat, and becomes puffed up, only to be deflated because they lost focus. I do not assume that you are at this point, but I fear you may be close. There is always going to be someone hungrier than you Ian. Right now I am hungry, and I will take every advantage that I can. If that means capitalizing on your pride and causing your fall, than that’s exactly what I will do.
As for my other opponent, Duke Wallace, I find nothing to respect in you. I cannot respect a man who is a pathological liar, and believes that he is better than everyone else. You call yourself the Supremacist, though there is nothing supreme about you. You are just an average deluded egomaniac who is a dime a dozen in this business. For all your claims of supremacy, you have accomplished very little here in the SWA. You’re less than stellar record here is proof positive of your average abilities. The only place that you have supremacy is in your own mind my friend. I have made my career in the wrestling business by beating guys who think that they are better than they are. I did it in the EWC with French Montana and Pence Weatherlight, and I will do it with you. I will not allow you to add anymore delusions of supremacy to your already over inflated ego. When the night is through, you will know that this is one competitor that you are not better than. I will win on Saturday, I will be the next SWA Champion, and I will get my revenge on The Sedition, if not now, than soon.”[/b][/color][/center]
