Post by Steve Sinclair on Jul 12, 2014 13:11:50 GMT
It has been some time since we last saw Green Man. And when we did it was in a bloody rage that had him wandering around in the forest with blood running down his face and falling to the ground leaving a trail of blood drops behind. They are hardly noticeable on the ground as the blood mixes with the rich browns and oranges of dead rotting leaves and the over growth of the under brush.
The garage is still a wreck and the truck is still implanted into the tree as the radio still plays as the ignition is still on. Everything is still and untouched as it sat there all night. A draw back of living in the middle of no where’s I guess. No one would know if you were in trouble. Joe still hasn’t returned and Green Man is in the forest somewhere and the worst is feared. Could a man survive all night in the forest wearing nothing more than jeans and a shirt? With no wood and no signs of a fire one has to wonder.
As we look around the cabin and the garage and what is left of his truck we see sitting up on the porch where Green Man usually comes out in the morning to have his coffee is a all black cat washing itself. The cat as far as we can tell is stray as Green Man doesn’t own any pets since the whole deal with Biggs Dangsta. The cat is licking it’s paw and it pauses and look ahead. It’s ears point forward as it must have picked up something off in the far distance. The cat slowly puts its’ paw down on the floor of the porch. The cat’s tail slowly moves around and it’s back twitches as some of the hair stands up on end for a second. It’s stare is still and full of intent. The cat’s eyes are fixed and do not move or blink. What is it? A mouse? A rabbit?
The cat stands up on all fours, It’s tail standing straight up in the air. The cat walks down the four steps that lead up to the porch and scampers past the wrecked truck. The cat stops and sniffs around and even rubs up against the front tire of the truck. It meows. The cat purrs for some unknown reason and walks away from the truck to the first tree that Green Man stumbled towards once he exited the truck. The cat sniffs around the tree and finds a drop of blood. The cat who is frozen in place looks up in the direction that Green Man made his way to. It’s pupils of it’s eyes are wide as the cat enters the dark forest following the path that Green Man blazed..............................
Meanwhile some where deep in the forest is a small fire in a small clearing. Next to the fire laying on his back is Green Man. His shirt all tore up and his face covered in dry blood. He rests on a bed made from branches of a pine tree keeping him up off the cold wet ground. A pillow made from ferns rolled up has been placed under his head. Green Man looks like to be in bad shape. A small stack of wood is by the fire as someone has made sure Green Man will be okay and at least have a fire to keep him warm.
As we get closer Green Man mumbles something Hammer and Bright, those being the only words we can make out. Off to the right somewhere is a sound of a branch that has been laying on the ground breaking under some pressure. Pressure of someone walking on it. A hawk can be heard in the far distance as a breeze picks up fueling the fire and the fire flares up. We can hear someone walking nearer but from where we can’t quite pin point it as the sound seems to be coming from all the directions. The wind picks up and the fire rages on and flares up to the height of six feet as the ferns and tress all lean in from the gushing winds. All leaning in towards Green Man. The wind seems to be coming from the south, north the west and the east at once. How can that be?
The fire dies down for a split second then burst as high as the ye can see. The wind stops and the fire returns to normal as standing next to Green Man is a figure. He is a man of six feet or so and slender. He reminds you of a old mountain man. His hair is long and unkempt and matted in it are leaves and twigs. Some of the leaves wrap around into his face and he seems unaffected by this. He wearing bearskin that is wrapped around his body and has a six foot branch as a walking stick. His beard is as long as his hair, a little long that Green Man’s would have been before the great blaze of Warfare a few weeks ago. He has no shoes and his feet are dirty as hell. And I bet he smells a little too.
He gets down on one knee and reaches in his bear skin and pulls out a canteen and opens it. He holds it above Green Man’s mouth and slowly pours some water in his mouth. Green Man comes too just enough to drink the water. He still is very well out of it to notice the man that has been caring for him.
“Rest easy my poor soul.” the figure says. He picks up a bundle of ferns and pours some water on them and with that he pats Green Man’s forehead. “You have been though a lot the last few weeks.” He says.
Green Man’s eye lids flutter as he starts to move his head away. Guess the water on his head has awaken him kinda.
“what?” Green Man groans
“easy old one.” The figure says.
Green Man takes a deep breathe and opens his eyes. He bolts up ward in a sitting position and stares at the mountain looking man. “Where am I?” he asks.
“Your here. Home in nature. Lay back down, Relax. You have to save your strength.” The man says.
“Who are you?” Green Man almost demands.
“I am no one to worry about. I come and go when needed. I’m a watcher, protector.” He says. He places his hand on Green Man’s face and like magic Green Man falls back asleep.
“I see you living in that cabin for years now. I see you living your life and I have seen you change over the years. You see old buddy I see everything and everyone. Yesterday I saw what I knew was coming for a long time. Have you ever heard the old saying that to keep up is to change?”
The old man goes back to whipping Green Man’s forehead.
“I know your dream. Your dream to become the Champion. A dream that you can achieve but won’t till you change your ways. Take a look back at your career in the XWA. The history. Your history. Look at your last three matches. Talk of Eternity, Shaw, Hammer. All you did back then. We have heard the stories, the tales, we all have been reliving it for the past three weeks. And what you did was great but it is time to move on. Move on old buddy and take your dreams and reel them in. You fail to realize that you are a corner stone of the wrestling world and the XWA. You don’t need to remind people of this. They know it. You now have just became a mockery of what you used to be. Your too nice.”
Well look who has showed up. It’s that black cat and the cat scampers up to the hold man and lays next to him.
“I see it is time.” The mountain man says. The cat looks up at him as if agree to him. The old man takes the canteen of water and pours it on the fire thus putting it out. He stands up.
“Travel well old buddy. Bright blessing and merry meet.” He says as he slowly disappears in to thin air. The cat looks around making sure he is gone. The black cat stands up and takes a few steps towards Green Man. The cat sniffs around some and then leaps up on Green Man’s belly. The cat looks at Green Man as he sleeps. He slowly takes a few steps up to Green Man’s face. The cat sniffs and meows. It’s eyes are fixed on Green Man making sure he doesn’t awake. The cat takes it left front paw and places it on Green Man’s mouth, blocking the flow of air. A few second pass and Green Man tries to cough and he twitches and tries to fight as he tries in vein to breath. But the cat won’t let up and soon the fighting is over as Green Man passes into the next form of life..........................................
To Be continued..........
The garage is still a wreck and the truck is still implanted into the tree as the radio still plays as the ignition is still on. Everything is still and untouched as it sat there all night. A draw back of living in the middle of no where’s I guess. No one would know if you were in trouble. Joe still hasn’t returned and Green Man is in the forest somewhere and the worst is feared. Could a man survive all night in the forest wearing nothing more than jeans and a shirt? With no wood and no signs of a fire one has to wonder.
As we look around the cabin and the garage and what is left of his truck we see sitting up on the porch where Green Man usually comes out in the morning to have his coffee is a all black cat washing itself. The cat as far as we can tell is stray as Green Man doesn’t own any pets since the whole deal with Biggs Dangsta. The cat is licking it’s paw and it pauses and look ahead. It’s ears point forward as it must have picked up something off in the far distance. The cat slowly puts its’ paw down on the floor of the porch. The cat’s tail slowly moves around and it’s back twitches as some of the hair stands up on end for a second. It’s stare is still and full of intent. The cat’s eyes are fixed and do not move or blink. What is it? A mouse? A rabbit?
The cat stands up on all fours, It’s tail standing straight up in the air. The cat walks down the four steps that lead up to the porch and scampers past the wrecked truck. The cat stops and sniffs around and even rubs up against the front tire of the truck. It meows. The cat purrs for some unknown reason and walks away from the truck to the first tree that Green Man stumbled towards once he exited the truck. The cat sniffs around the tree and finds a drop of blood. The cat who is frozen in place looks up in the direction that Green Man made his way to. It’s pupils of it’s eyes are wide as the cat enters the dark forest following the path that Green Man blazed..............................
Meanwhile some where deep in the forest is a small fire in a small clearing. Next to the fire laying on his back is Green Man. His shirt all tore up and his face covered in dry blood. He rests on a bed made from branches of a pine tree keeping him up off the cold wet ground. A pillow made from ferns rolled up has been placed under his head. Green Man looks like to be in bad shape. A small stack of wood is by the fire as someone has made sure Green Man will be okay and at least have a fire to keep him warm.
As we get closer Green Man mumbles something Hammer and Bright, those being the only words we can make out. Off to the right somewhere is a sound of a branch that has been laying on the ground breaking under some pressure. Pressure of someone walking on it. A hawk can be heard in the far distance as a breeze picks up fueling the fire and the fire flares up. We can hear someone walking nearer but from where we can’t quite pin point it as the sound seems to be coming from all the directions. The wind picks up and the fire rages on and flares up to the height of six feet as the ferns and tress all lean in from the gushing winds. All leaning in towards Green Man. The wind seems to be coming from the south, north the west and the east at once. How can that be?
The fire dies down for a split second then burst as high as the ye can see. The wind stops and the fire returns to normal as standing next to Green Man is a figure. He is a man of six feet or so and slender. He reminds you of a old mountain man. His hair is long and unkempt and matted in it are leaves and twigs. Some of the leaves wrap around into his face and he seems unaffected by this. He wearing bearskin that is wrapped around his body and has a six foot branch as a walking stick. His beard is as long as his hair, a little long that Green Man’s would have been before the great blaze of Warfare a few weeks ago. He has no shoes and his feet are dirty as hell. And I bet he smells a little too.
He gets down on one knee and reaches in his bear skin and pulls out a canteen and opens it. He holds it above Green Man’s mouth and slowly pours some water in his mouth. Green Man comes too just enough to drink the water. He still is very well out of it to notice the man that has been caring for him.
“Rest easy my poor soul.” the figure says. He picks up a bundle of ferns and pours some water on them and with that he pats Green Man’s forehead. “You have been though a lot the last few weeks.” He says.
Green Man’s eye lids flutter as he starts to move his head away. Guess the water on his head has awaken him kinda.
“what?” Green Man groans
“easy old one.” The figure says.
Green Man takes a deep breathe and opens his eyes. He bolts up ward in a sitting position and stares at the mountain looking man. “Where am I?” he asks.
“Your here. Home in nature. Lay back down, Relax. You have to save your strength.” The man says.
“Who are you?” Green Man almost demands.
“I am no one to worry about. I come and go when needed. I’m a watcher, protector.” He says. He places his hand on Green Man’s face and like magic Green Man falls back asleep.
“I see you living in that cabin for years now. I see you living your life and I have seen you change over the years. You see old buddy I see everything and everyone. Yesterday I saw what I knew was coming for a long time. Have you ever heard the old saying that to keep up is to change?”
The old man goes back to whipping Green Man’s forehead.
“I know your dream. Your dream to become the Champion. A dream that you can achieve but won’t till you change your ways. Take a look back at your career in the XWA. The history. Your history. Look at your last three matches. Talk of Eternity, Shaw, Hammer. All you did back then. We have heard the stories, the tales, we all have been reliving it for the past three weeks. And what you did was great but it is time to move on. Move on old buddy and take your dreams and reel them in. You fail to realize that you are a corner stone of the wrestling world and the XWA. You don’t need to remind people of this. They know it. You now have just became a mockery of what you used to be. Your too nice.”
Well look who has showed up. It’s that black cat and the cat scampers up to the hold man and lays next to him.
“I see it is time.” The mountain man says. The cat looks up at him as if agree to him. The old man takes the canteen of water and pours it on the fire thus putting it out. He stands up.
“Travel well old buddy. Bright blessing and merry meet.” He says as he slowly disappears in to thin air. The cat looks around making sure he is gone. The black cat stands up and takes a few steps towards Green Man. The cat sniffs around some and then leaps up on Green Man’s belly. The cat looks at Green Man as he sleeps. He slowly takes a few steps up to Green Man’s face. The cat sniffs and meows. It’s eyes are fixed on Green Man making sure he doesn’t awake. The cat takes it left front paw and places it on Green Man’s mouth, blocking the flow of air. A few second pass and Green Man tries to cough and he twitches and tries to fight as he tries in vein to breath. But the cat won’t let up and soon the fighting is over as Green Man passes into the next form of life..........................................
To Be continued..........