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however, own Gallose. Like it matters:{ Please enjoy.;}
Notes: // means Kevin's dreams. '' Means someone else is doing it. And / means nagging thoughts.
Chapter 1: To many memories
Standing near the doors of the now rather empty new Wrestling area, a most familiar face, or mask rather, was lost in thought. He was asked to wait here for Croe, it seemed like his friend had some important info to give Kevin. So important, it seemed that Croe couldn't tell him over the phone.
Staring in to space, Kevin began to contemplate the old and recent happenings thus far. 'The Muscle League, the Poison Six-pack, the Chojin Cup, and...the dMp.
'The dMp...' 'Eyes were watching'
Things were always pretty eventful here on Earth but now things have just ... quieted down. It's been over 2 months since the Chojin Cup and nothing exciting seems to happen.
Everyone seemed involved in his or her own business. Which for Kevin wasn't so bad. It's not like he craved anyone's attention, well not any of their attention anyway.
'But...' 'Eyes kept watching'
Kevin seemed so bored now a days, all there was to do was train, train, and train some more. But now that he has time he could do what he loves to do, travel. But then he didn't really feel like traveling or doing anything at all lately. Well at least he hadn't seen that buffoon Kid Muscle, or his idiot friends, in a while. But they were kinda rubbing off on him.
Kevin was kinda, maybe, ...actually beginning to miss their lame humor and ridiculous antics. He really envied them. But Kevin would never admit it. He was a loner. Kevin was just so bored, so... alone, but there was Croe, his friend. /Gallose...I was so sorry.../
'Friend...' 'Eyes kept watching'
Croe...he was Kevin's only friend. Kevin really wasn't what you would call a social person. He was more to himself. Even though Kid had, on many different occasions, attempted to make friends with him. Kevin made a promise long a go that he would never become emotional, that he must keep to himself always. 'Gallose...'
Where and why did Kevin ever come up with such a thing, well all those years in the dMp could really teach one to be wary with all people. In the dMp everyone was a potential enemy. No one could be trusted. And why did Kevin choose to stay with the dMp for so long? That was something he didn't fully understand...or did he? Ugh...just thinking about it made him feel so...so depressed. /I did it...it's my fault.../
'Why...' 'Eyes kept watching'
"Why,...why, why ,why, why, why, why, why, WWWWHHHHHYYYYYY?" Kevin shouted out loud, no one was around to hear so he didn't care. But Kevin wasn't as alone no; he was far from it. Why did Kevin feel so much like shit whenever he tried to remember 'Anything' to vivid about the dMp? But...
Well, okay, he did remember training with Mars and some of the other dMp rejects, but something's still missing. Something happened and whatever it was made Kevin become overloaded with so many mixed emotions. /Gallose...softer then silk.../ He hated this; he hated it so much. He couldn't remember, he wouldn't remember, not now; not ever.
'Emotions...?' 'Eyes kept watching'
Kevin let out a long, drawn out sigh. ...Croe where was he? Kevin rarely felt like this when Croe was around. Croe always knew how to cheer Kevin up. God knows he needed it. Now a days Kevin looked up to Croe for a lot of things and now ever more due to the fact that things where so...so ... /eyes like fire...hair redder then blood...blood.../ Ugh Kevin couldn't even think straight any more. /It was in the past...things are different now.../
He wished he could just disappear right now. All Kevin could do now was ask himself why. Why did he feel like this and why now? /It was my fault...wasn't it? /
'Why...Kevin...' 'Eyes kept watching' //Run and I'll find you, stay and I'll hide you...You'll never be afraid...//
A most quite whisper plagued Kevin's mind. A whisper that was so familiar, so warm, it snapped Kevin back into his right state of mind. No, he wasn't weak, in body or in mind, whatever was plaguing him, he will over come it, with or without help.
Well there was one thing that would seem to cheer Kevin up. But Kevin felt kinda awkward about it, so he kept it to himself. He never even told Croe about it. It... was a music box. Yeah it sounds a bit strange since being the kind of person he was. This music box was different; it was from the dMp. I know it sounds strange, but the person who gave it to me was a strange one. To bad Kevin couldn't remember who that person was or maybe he did. /Gallose.../
'A gift....' 'Eyes kept watching'
"Okay, enough of that." Kevin shook his head in an attempt to snap himself out of his self-provoked nostalgia. If Kevin continued thinking about the past he would probably windup retrogressing back to that weak, worthless person he once was. 'There was so much more to think about anyway, like what the hell was taking Croe so fucking long.
Well finally snapping out of his moment Kevin realized how board he felt. Well it wasn't a depressing kind of boredom at least. Checking his wristwatch, it was 12:35.
'Almost time...' 'Eyes kept watching'
Stretching Kevin laid his back against the stadium only to once again drift back to the memories of days long forgotten. Suddenly *buzzzz...* "OUCH ...Dammit! ...Stupid... bugs..." Kevin stammered rubbing the back of his now aching neck.
He felt so...so tired He vision began to blur. "So many pretty lights" Kevin attempted to seize one of the various balls of lights that now roamed merrily about Kevin's mask. "Wh...what's a-are's you..." Kevin struggled to say, slurring his words. His eyes were becoming so heavy...
* Smirking * 'Eyes kept watching'
Looking threw half-closed eyes Kevin felt himself drift to sleep,"...Singing..." The next moment Kevin was in lost in his dreams. "Gallose..."
//Gallose: Come on Kevin, just 200 more and we can have our lunch break. Kevin: But, its only 11am...we have 3 more hours. Gallose: HAHAHA...Kevin you crack me up...were not going to that lame ass cafeteria, were eating in my quarters. I'm making burgers. Kevin: Again...//
//I can't believe I did it, I betrayed my father, I told Mars My fathers secret, I didn't know what to do. I had to speak to Gallose. He never judged me the way everyone else did, he understood me, in every aspect. He'd help me. Upon entering his room which wasn't all too wholesome, but what could you expect from a teenaged boy. Though they were the same age, Gallose was a bit more wise then Kevin. "Gallose, hay Gallose you home?" and right on schedule Gallose popped up from his usual hiding spot, the walls. The walls, his own little world hidden amongst the walls. Kevin couldn't understand Gallose fascination with walls, but Kevin wasn't a half- breed like him. "Hit me up with the problem" was all Gallose said, his expression never changing; a placid look forever pigmented upon Galloses' face revealed how long he's been here. "I've done something ...something I shouldn't have..."Gallose couldn't smile, but Kevin saw the look in his eyes, he understood . Kevin was happy that he understood. //
//"Damn you Kevin, I trusted you how...how could you betray me!" His angered, hollowed voice echoed in Kevin's head. "I'm sorry please...I'm sorry it was an accident." "Yeah like it was an accident when you told Mars your fathers secret, that guess this is just one of those time's huh!? Isn't it TELL ME, IS IT!" Gallose face did not change, but his eyes held that hurt look Kevin knew so well. //
//'KKKKKKAAAAAAAABBBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM' NOOOOOOOOOOO! //
So many memories threatened to once again rear their ugly head. Thank God the next moment Kevin was snapped back to reality, but only by a very familiar; and unwanted voice. "Hi Kevin." Came the sultry voice by non- other then the only person Kevin hated more then Kid Muscle. That redheaded, wannabe female Chojin, stuck up princess. "Jacqueline...."
'... Nooo...' 'Eyes kept watching'
Meanwhile a particularly quiet masked Russian was having quite a hard time reaching Kevin.
The mind shatters like glass when the body attempts to over throw commonsense.
Writers note: Please oh please don't get mad at me because of this fic. This is the first one I've ever done. If it's boring please tell me. This chapter is meant to lead up to a bigger better story. I just need some reviews to help give me a push in the right direction. Oh yeah Croe AKA Lord Flash is meant to appear next Ch., PLEASE R&R.
Flamemane: Well one chapter done just how many more? Kevin: How the hell should I know... Flamemane: And what may I ask is YOUR prob? Kevin: U. :( Flamemane: Does someone need a hug?;) Kevin: Maybe... Croe: *Walks in and gives Kevin a hug* Feel better? Kevin: Yeah! Flamemane: Wait that's my job. * Runs over to Kevin and gives him a hug* Croe: Hay back off! Flamemane: Bite me! Croe&Flamemane: * Begin playing tug-o-war with Kevin * Croe&Flamemane: MINE! Kevin: Help me for the love of God help me!
Notes: // means Kevin's dreams. '' Means someone else is doing it. And / means nagging thoughts.
Chapter 1: To many memories
Standing near the doors of the now rather empty new Wrestling area, a most familiar face, or mask rather, was lost in thought. He was asked to wait here for Croe, it seemed like his friend had some important info to give Kevin. So important, it seemed that Croe couldn't tell him over the phone.
Staring in to space, Kevin began to contemplate the old and recent happenings thus far. 'The Muscle League, the Poison Six-pack, the Chojin Cup, and...the dMp.
'The dMp...' 'Eyes were watching'
Things were always pretty eventful here on Earth but now things have just ... quieted down. It's been over 2 months since the Chojin Cup and nothing exciting seems to happen.
Everyone seemed involved in his or her own business. Which for Kevin wasn't so bad. It's not like he craved anyone's attention, well not any of their attention anyway.
'But...' 'Eyes kept watching'
Kevin seemed so bored now a days, all there was to do was train, train, and train some more. But now that he has time he could do what he loves to do, travel. But then he didn't really feel like traveling or doing anything at all lately. Well at least he hadn't seen that buffoon Kid Muscle, or his idiot friends, in a while. But they were kinda rubbing off on him.
Kevin was kinda, maybe, ...actually beginning to miss their lame humor and ridiculous antics. He really envied them. But Kevin would never admit it. He was a loner. Kevin was just so bored, so... alone, but there was Croe, his friend. /Gallose...I was so sorry.../
'Friend...' 'Eyes kept watching'
Croe...he was Kevin's only friend. Kevin really wasn't what you would call a social person. He was more to himself. Even though Kid had, on many different occasions, attempted to make friends with him. Kevin made a promise long a go that he would never become emotional, that he must keep to himself always. 'Gallose...'
Where and why did Kevin ever come up with such a thing, well all those years in the dMp could really teach one to be wary with all people. In the dMp everyone was a potential enemy. No one could be trusted. And why did Kevin choose to stay with the dMp for so long? That was something he didn't fully understand...or did he? Ugh...just thinking about it made him feel so...so depressed. /I did it...it's my fault.../
'Why...' 'Eyes kept watching'
"Why,...why, why ,why, why, why, why, why, WWWWHHHHHYYYYYY?" Kevin shouted out loud, no one was around to hear so he didn't care. But Kevin wasn't as alone no; he was far from it. Why did Kevin feel so much like shit whenever he tried to remember 'Anything' to vivid about the dMp? But...
Well, okay, he did remember training with Mars and some of the other dMp rejects, but something's still missing. Something happened and whatever it was made Kevin become overloaded with so many mixed emotions. /Gallose...softer then silk.../ He hated this; he hated it so much. He couldn't remember, he wouldn't remember, not now; not ever.
'Emotions...?' 'Eyes kept watching'
Kevin let out a long, drawn out sigh. ...Croe where was he? Kevin rarely felt like this when Croe was around. Croe always knew how to cheer Kevin up. God knows he needed it. Now a days Kevin looked up to Croe for a lot of things and now ever more due to the fact that things where so...so ... /eyes like fire...hair redder then blood...blood.../ Ugh Kevin couldn't even think straight any more. /It was in the past...things are different now.../
He wished he could just disappear right now. All Kevin could do now was ask himself why. Why did he feel like this and why now? /It was my fault...wasn't it? /
'Why...Kevin...' 'Eyes kept watching' //Run and I'll find you, stay and I'll hide you...You'll never be afraid...//
A most quite whisper plagued Kevin's mind. A whisper that was so familiar, so warm, it snapped Kevin back into his right state of mind. No, he wasn't weak, in body or in mind, whatever was plaguing him, he will over come it, with or without help.
Well there was one thing that would seem to cheer Kevin up. But Kevin felt kinda awkward about it, so he kept it to himself. He never even told Croe about it. It... was a music box. Yeah it sounds a bit strange since being the kind of person he was. This music box was different; it was from the dMp. I know it sounds strange, but the person who gave it to me was a strange one. To bad Kevin couldn't remember who that person was or maybe he did. /Gallose.../
'A gift....' 'Eyes kept watching'
"Okay, enough of that." Kevin shook his head in an attempt to snap himself out of his self-provoked nostalgia. If Kevin continued thinking about the past he would probably windup retrogressing back to that weak, worthless person he once was. 'There was so much more to think about anyway, like what the hell was taking Croe so fucking long.
Well finally snapping out of his moment Kevin realized how board he felt. Well it wasn't a depressing kind of boredom at least. Checking his wristwatch, it was 12:35.
'Almost time...' 'Eyes kept watching'
Stretching Kevin laid his back against the stadium only to once again drift back to the memories of days long forgotten. Suddenly *buzzzz...* "OUCH ...Dammit! ...Stupid... bugs..." Kevin stammered rubbing the back of his now aching neck.
He felt so...so tired He vision began to blur. "So many pretty lights" Kevin attempted to seize one of the various balls of lights that now roamed merrily about Kevin's mask. "Wh...what's a-are's you..." Kevin struggled to say, slurring his words. His eyes were becoming so heavy...
* Smirking * 'Eyes kept watching'
Looking threw half-closed eyes Kevin felt himself drift to sleep,"...Singing..." The next moment Kevin was in lost in his dreams. "Gallose..."
//Gallose: Come on Kevin, just 200 more and we can have our lunch break. Kevin: But, its only 11am...we have 3 more hours. Gallose: HAHAHA...Kevin you crack me up...were not going to that lame ass cafeteria, were eating in my quarters. I'm making burgers. Kevin: Again...//
//I can't believe I did it, I betrayed my father, I told Mars My fathers secret, I didn't know what to do. I had to speak to Gallose. He never judged me the way everyone else did, he understood me, in every aspect. He'd help me. Upon entering his room which wasn't all too wholesome, but what could you expect from a teenaged boy. Though they were the same age, Gallose was a bit more wise then Kevin. "Gallose, hay Gallose you home?" and right on schedule Gallose popped up from his usual hiding spot, the walls. The walls, his own little world hidden amongst the walls. Kevin couldn't understand Gallose fascination with walls, but Kevin wasn't a half- breed like him. "Hit me up with the problem" was all Gallose said, his expression never changing; a placid look forever pigmented upon Galloses' face revealed how long he's been here. "I've done something ...something I shouldn't have..."Gallose couldn't smile, but Kevin saw the look in his eyes, he understood . Kevin was happy that he understood. //
//"Damn you Kevin, I trusted you how...how could you betray me!" His angered, hollowed voice echoed in Kevin's head. "I'm sorry please...I'm sorry it was an accident." "Yeah like it was an accident when you told Mars your fathers secret, that guess this is just one of those time's huh!? Isn't it TELL ME, IS IT!" Gallose face did not change, but his eyes held that hurt look Kevin knew so well. //
//'KKKKKKAAAAAAAABBBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM' NOOOOOOOOOOO! //
So many memories threatened to once again rear their ugly head. Thank God the next moment Kevin was snapped back to reality, but only by a very familiar; and unwanted voice. "Hi Kevin." Came the sultry voice by non- other then the only person Kevin hated more then Kid Muscle. That redheaded, wannabe female Chojin, stuck up princess. "Jacqueline...."
'... Nooo...' 'Eyes kept watching'
Meanwhile a particularly quiet masked Russian was having quite a hard time reaching Kevin.
The mind shatters like glass when the body attempts to over throw commonsense.
Writers note: Please oh please don't get mad at me because of this fic. This is the first one I've ever done. If it's boring please tell me. This chapter is meant to lead up to a bigger better story. I just need some reviews to help give me a push in the right direction. Oh yeah Croe AKA Lord Flash is meant to appear next Ch., PLEASE R&R.
Flamemane: Well one chapter done just how many more? Kevin: How the hell should I know... Flamemane: And what may I ask is YOUR prob? Kevin: U. :( Flamemane: Does someone need a hug?;) Kevin: Maybe... Croe: *Walks in and gives Kevin a hug* Feel better? Kevin: Yeah! Flamemane: Wait that's my job. * Runs over to Kevin and gives him a hug* Croe: Hay back off! Flamemane: Bite me! Croe&Flamemane: * Begin playing tug-o-war with Kevin * Croe&Flamemane: MINE! Kevin: Help me for the love of God help me!