Rebirth Saga. Chapter Three: Closer.

Rebirth Saga. Chapter Three: Closer.1

Introduction - Death, ever sat alone for a little while just to dwindle on the thought as to what it really is? Think about it, when you’re here on earth you don’t know what happens after you die. So many uncertainties, and questions that can never really be answered until you’re passing on. What religion was correct, is there really a god, how does it feel to be dead? Such tough questions to be answered, but as I said, they can never really be answered until that final hour comes. People say that in the final second of your life all of life’s questions are answered. Even the meaning of life is to be answered, but what good are these answers? You’re dead and with death came so many more questions. Questions that can never be answer for no one really knows what happens during death, what happens during judgment, and what happens past it. Not even time can unfold the many questions of death for to us this really is the end…2

Location: Unknown, but Thursday morning.3

Depression is also something I miss terribly, it is also something I should be feeling right now. As I sit here in this void place listening to the chatter of my memories and the thunder of the emotional storm I’m stranded in the middle of. No one here cares for me, because there is no one else here except the far memories of my past. None of these memories are good though, not a single one of them, remember the place where I am shows no signs of happiness. Happiness is like a forbidden thought here since it is so hard to believe it even existed at some point in my life. Just take a look at all of the sad memories in my life, and think about how you would feel if it was you?4

That feeling you have right now in the pit of your stomach is something I wish to feel so badly. I wish I could switch places with you right now just so you can understand what it is like to be in this place. Wishing for a chance to feel something inside of you is like being slowly taken off of addictive drugs. You know how it is when you just need to feel that rush one more time, that’s the same kind of rush I need to feel right now in my remaining soul. Like a parasite on an animal feasting away at blood, I want to feast away at some feelings inside of me. To remember how it felt when people laughed at me, or shared sympathy with me is something I can remember, but not something I can ever feel inside of this place.5

I start to walk again even though I know there is no point, as this darkness is never ending. Really I’m not even sure if I’m making a circle, or not. I just need to walk; no matter how far I go because there is not really much left for me to do. I’m tired of cowering at the sounds of thunder and strikes of lightning, I’m already dead so what possible harm could it do to me. In a sense I’m invincible because nothing can be done to me, nothing that matters anyway. I keep walking down the path that never comes to a halt, and in the distance I see something of a light gray swirling like a whirlpool. Closer, and closer I went and I somehow began to feel the force of the pull. I could feel it sucking away the remains of my being, deep into the center of its force making it stronger with each cycle.6

This spiral had me transfixed on its power, on its force, and I was overwhelmed to see such a wonderful thing. All emotions found, and all feelings were being sucked right into the center of it. Truly this was something of astonishing discovery, what was this place? I had no idea, but I wanted to be sucked right into the center of its pull. If this thing was pulling emotions and feelings into it, I wanted to be the one that got to swim with all of these mixing vibes. Before I could leap in a force nearby paralyzed my soul; a force I never knew existed. This was a strange sensation rushing inside my soul, twisting me around until it forced me down onto my knees. Chasing me from behind I noticed was my memories from my past following me as punishment and as a reminder that I can never escape them.7

Another memory is closing in, I don’t want to be seen, I don’t want to relive another memory of my horrific life. Though it doesn’t matter, because my pleas fall on empty ears and it nears closer with each passing second. However this memory seemed different from all the rest, it was peaceful. No longer was I paralyzed so I took it upon myself to look around so that I might try to figure out exactly what this memory was. I’m inside of an arena, and the crowd is completely silent as I take a seat on the top turnbuckle of the ring. A bell can be heard ringing as the announcer brings the microphone slowly up to his mouth; everything seems to be going in slow motion. The tired referee is handed the ever so lovely PTC Global Championship, and my former self slowly climbs onto my feet after a long grueling match.8

Perhaps this viewing of my memory is how I remember it, just as I turn around the referee had grabbed my right hand and pulled it into the air as he handed the PTC Global Championship to me. From my seat on the turnbuckle I noticed a small tear trickling down my cheek, what else would you expect after reliving a moment as honorable as this. When I became known as PTC Global Champion that night, and I was also the one that brought honor back to my family name. On that night I had done something so very few even dreamed of doing, I became a double Champion in one night. The Champion of my federation was something that made me feel proud, and then to become Champion of the entire PTC made me feel like one of the greats. Forever will my name be remembered in both places, even if my name is spoken ill of, the one thing none of them could take away from me is the fact I was the Global Champion of the new era, and it was mine for the taking.9

The crowd in that arena had done something I had never dreamed of hearing them do… They cheered me on, and if you take a clip of that night you can see a small smile on my face for a few seconds. I knew that once this night was over that all of these people would go back to jeering me during each of my matches. None of that mattered to me though because when they cheered for me a moment ago they were doing it because they cared about the things I do for them inside of this ring. From my seat on the turnbuckles I got up, and made my way towards myself as I held the Global Title in the air. Looking at it for a moment I remembered how good it felt to have it in my arms, and around my waist so I raised my arm into the air to try and touch the main buckle. I needed to feel my pride and joy one more time, but instead of being given that chance my hand went right through the center buckle.10

I removed my arm from passing through my memory of glory, and I saw the sparkle of the gold remain on the tip of my fingers for a split second. “You can never feel it again, so stop trying.” “I will never stop trying to feel again, and your words can never force me!” “My words are not meant to stop you, but you mean nothing to your own memories.” My own voice was right, I meant nothing to these memories no matter how proud of them I really am. Everything began to fade as fog filled my eyes and captured me inside of a cloud of what once was.11

Soon the cloud vanished and I was paralyzed again in front of this swirling pool. “Are you going to spend the rest of eternity kneeling down beside this pool? All it does is give you thoughts of trying to remember how it feels to feel, but you can never feel again. The only thing you can do in front of this pool is cry emotionless tears as it sucks up everything you miss.” Again the words were right, and I knew this from the very start, but I still was not going to move from this spot. I had to remain with some hope of escape from this place, but then something hit me from behind and I fell with my face on the edge of this spiral. It continued to swirl and my face was being twisted causing me great amounts of pain.12

No matter how much it was hurting me I wanted to stay here, because I had feelings once again. Something I haven’t felt in weeks, weeks that seemed like years. The pain was grueling and I almost felt like crying, but the tears that would fall were going to be tears of pleasure. Pleasure from my pain, and it is something I was truly enjoying. I then began to hear loud thunderous footsteps coming from behind me, but I still did not move as the swirling pool of pain slowly pulled me in even more every few seconds. From behind my leg was grabbed and in one swift motion whatever it is that had a grip on me pulled me away from the poll and tossed me a few feet away. Again my body became filled with numbness, and when I turned onto my back I saw something made of complete darkness. The only difference is this being’s color was slightly different from the color of the darkness that surrounded me; it was as if he was a giant sized shadow with glowing red eyes.13

I was startled on the sight of this beast; it was as if his gazed had made me freeze right on the spot. This beast made me feel helpless, but his gaze soon transformed my numbness into feelings. Remember I asked to feel again, but not to feel something like this. None of it was painful, but he slammed his fist down onto the center of my chest and his form began to fill my entire soul with longing emptiness. My body was now filled with emptiness that could never be cured, and my vision became blurred as it continued to keep me pressed down. “Here is where you were sent to pay for your crimes without judgment. You were given a chance to live forever in this place, but the emptiness inside of you was too much. I was sent to make you remember your reasons to be here, and now you shall never be anything but empty!”14

The feelings I had right now are something no one should be forced to feel, and the force of this emptiness entering me was so unimaginable. My body twitched constantly from this torture, but somehow I tried to fight back by slamming my closed fists onto this monsters hand. This assault of mine was useless as it showed no signs of effectiveness on this beast, and the flooding of my punishment continued. It continued for minutes that seemed like hours, my vision began getting worse as did the twitching of my body. Slowly I began to fade out as my soul was dying more and more, then from the darkness clouded sky came a beam of pure white light. It slammed down right through the chest of this monster shattering it like glass, and I was freed once again. All of the memories from my life were vanishing as more lights shot down destroying pieces of this darkness.15

It took me no time at all to regain my composure as I rushed towards the swirling pool; I looked at it for a moment. Whatever it is this beast did to me while filling my soul with emptiness, it began to make me weak and I thought this was going to be my end. The NWC Civil Battle Royal was nearing, and I knew deep down inside I would never get to see it much less compete in it. Another beam of this strange light shot down from the sky, and I leaped forward diving head first into this swirling pool…16

Location: A home in North Carolina, early Thursday morning.17

[Sunlight poured in through the windows as I was awakened from the sound of a knocking door. I passed my hands over my face to help my eyes awaken fully. The knocking at the door continued as I sat up on the edge of my bed, and my wife Katherine woke as well. Not bothering to put a shirt on I just pulled on a pair of jeans and went out of my bedroom as the persistent knocking continued. Finally I arrived at the front door to my home, and I opened the door as I pushed my hair from my face. Standing before me were two men dressed in Armani suites and they both had a paper in their hands, which they glanced over before looking back at me.]18

Suited Man #1: “Excuse me, are you the head of this household?”19

Awakened Man: “Yes I am. It’s eight thirty in the morning what is it you to guys want with me?”20

Suited Man #2: “We’re sorry for the early intrusion, but is your name Donny Diamond?”21

Awakened Man: “Yes I am, but this still doesn’t answer my questions. Why are you people looking for me?”22

Suited Man #2: “We’re from the NWC wrestling promotion, and due to your agreement with the company we are here to pick you up.”23

Donny Diamond: “NWC? What? I’m not a wrestler! I don’t even know what this NWC is, you guys are not taking me anywhere as I never agreed to be doing this.”24

[The arguing ends right there as both guys force Donny Diamond down onto the ground where one slaps a pair of handcuffs on him. Person number two places a cloth across his face that knocks him out cold.. They lift him from the ground and carry him towards their van, they toss him into the back. Quickly they climb into the van where they speed off into the distance for where this Civil Battle Royal is to be held.]25