Talon, “…Hello, yes hi, this is Talon Wilkinson calling… Is Mr. Willyard in today? No, still on leave for Thanksgiving?... ah I see. Well would you just have him give me a call or come by the Ice Box either or… Yes ma’am. Thank you, I appreciate it…. You too… goodbye.”
Talon ends the call and leans back into the plush leather sofa in the living room… He lets out a comfortable sigh as he lets his muscles relax for a moment before standing up once more and somewhat pacing the room. He is thinking not only about his non title “placement” match against Spotlight Champion Curt Evers; but also about Senester’s code he has seemingly solved. His mind wonders a bit as he also thinks about the well being and future of his younger sister, he questions himself on whether or not he should have ever let her get involved in what he perceives as a very tempting, yet dangerous world… a World he’s known and dealt with for many, many years, and not without his scars to show for it. From ruined relationships, to passed up scholarships and to the ultimate loss in Daniel Khan Wilkinson’s life on that rainy night in 2008… The world of wrestling, and even more specifically, the HWA leaves no life unchanged, no soul untouched… and now it seems that he has allowed Ally to get too close, the forbidden fruit is within her grasp, and he fears that she is going to take a bite of that apple… (or pomegranate, depending on what you believe…) Suddenly his thoughts go back to the code.
“THOU WHO SOLVES THY WORDS CAN BE SPARED THE WRATH OF GOD”
Talon thinks to himself, “What does he mean, what is Senester about to unleash?” the question seems to haunt him, because no matter how many times he hears that Senester has either lost interest, or is finished with him… he just can’t seem to let his guard down. He can’t convince himself that the frequent torments are simply over after a few months of not giving his all. He remembers a year ago, when he held Lexie while Senester himself, disguised as “Stefan” watched with a grin… He remembers his mentor and close friend Michael Dredge… not only his death, but the one thing Dredge asked Talon to swear to him…
Dredge, “swear to me you will carry on my legacy and turn the legacy I started into something far better than I ever could, make my legacy YOUR legacy and show the world what you’re all about! SWEAR TO ME!”
Talon continues to go over the events of the past year, the good and the bad… he sits down once again and slams both his fists down onto the wooden coffee table.
Talon, “Damn it… I said I’m done with the past! Moving ahead, looking forward… and that’s what I’m going to do!”
Talon looks up, as if to the clouds and the heavens…
Talon, “Mike, I know you’re somewhere out there, and I am going to say something I should’ve said a year ago…”
Talon takes a deep breath and looks out the large window overlooking East Village.
Talon, “I swear…”
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