Post by Joey on May 17, 2021 13:05:27 GMT -5
We see Jude at his home in San Antonio. He has a small gym in the garage where he is working out. He has on some blue warm ups and a white tshirt. He is sweating. He looks tired and worn out. His blond hair is covering most of his face as he breaths heavily. The equipment he has is somewhat outdated. Mostly for legs and upper body strength.
Jude: I didn't think Id have another match so soon. I was not prepared. This was supposed to be time for Redd not me. But when duty calls, we answer. Or at the very least I answer. I always answer the call when my brother or my home calls me back. Always, and forever.
Jude stops for a moment thinking back. He lets go of the weights as they slowly go to the floor.
Jude: Enough of that for today.
He cleans up a bit before going inside to where it is cool. The cool air from the vents hit him and he relishes it for a moment before getting a towel and drying off. He goes to the kitchen and opens up the fridge and gets a cold bottle of water, he opens it and takes a big drink. He stands there for a moment gathering himself and his thoughts.
Jude: SFT is in disarray right now. There is blame to go around but in the end it falls on Harold. As it rightly should. He is the owner, it is his job and his responsibility to get the fed back on track. But its hard. Its hard work, its a tough responsibility. Its not like it was when Shadow was around. It will never be the way it was when Shadow was alive. But that's just the way it is. I want to say other things but out of respect I will not. The dead deserve more than what I could ever say.
We pray for the dead and hope they pray for us.
Jude goes to his black leather sofa and sits down. He sighs before talking again.
Jude: So I am booked against Emerson Embry. An old friend and foe to be sure. I like Emerson. I mean who doesn't like him? He’s an all around good guy, and I have nothing but respect for him.
I kind of wish you weren't my friend, so I could hurt you in the end. And hurt is all I have to give right now. Hurt to others and myself.
I am no Saint. I never claimed that I was. I am just a man like any other. My faith has wavered at times. I’ve failed myself, my friends and more people than I care to count. Faithless at times, sinner most of the time. And yet I keep praying. That last bit of my own humanity will not let me turn my back on God. At least not yet. And that last part of me is what keeps me still sane, still human, still a man. Not a saint, no longer a saint, never will be a saint. But that last thread of faith keeps me still, keeps me always. I remember myself, so that I will not forget who I am, who I was, who I want to be. I hope that makes some sense?
You see Emerson I am that lost sheep in the dark. And there is darkness everywhere. There is so much darkness in the world. So much darkness in me, that I fear not what is, but what can be. I am afraid of myself. And I have lost my way. I see no light, no salvation. Nothing. Maybe just maybe facing you on Titans maybe I will see the light in you, because my friend you shine so bright, and hopefully that light can bring me out of my darkness and back into the light. I wish, I hope, I pray.
Jude shakes his head.
So many what ifs in life. So many roads not taken, so many choices not made. I wish I could take it all back. But I cant. That's just how life is, isn't it?
Fade to Darkness
Jude: I didn't think Id have another match so soon. I was not prepared. This was supposed to be time for Redd not me. But when duty calls, we answer. Or at the very least I answer. I always answer the call when my brother or my home calls me back. Always, and forever.
Jude stops for a moment thinking back. He lets go of the weights as they slowly go to the floor.
Jude: Enough of that for today.
He cleans up a bit before going inside to where it is cool. The cool air from the vents hit him and he relishes it for a moment before getting a towel and drying off. He goes to the kitchen and opens up the fridge and gets a cold bottle of water, he opens it and takes a big drink. He stands there for a moment gathering himself and his thoughts.
Jude: SFT is in disarray right now. There is blame to go around but in the end it falls on Harold. As it rightly should. He is the owner, it is his job and his responsibility to get the fed back on track. But its hard. Its hard work, its a tough responsibility. Its not like it was when Shadow was around. It will never be the way it was when Shadow was alive. But that's just the way it is. I want to say other things but out of respect I will not. The dead deserve more than what I could ever say.
We pray for the dead and hope they pray for us.
Jude goes to his black leather sofa and sits down. He sighs before talking again.
Jude: So I am booked against Emerson Embry. An old friend and foe to be sure. I like Emerson. I mean who doesn't like him? He’s an all around good guy, and I have nothing but respect for him.
I kind of wish you weren't my friend, so I could hurt you in the end. And hurt is all I have to give right now. Hurt to others and myself.
I am no Saint. I never claimed that I was. I am just a man like any other. My faith has wavered at times. I’ve failed myself, my friends and more people than I care to count. Faithless at times, sinner most of the time. And yet I keep praying. That last bit of my own humanity will not let me turn my back on God. At least not yet. And that last part of me is what keeps me still sane, still human, still a man. Not a saint, no longer a saint, never will be a saint. But that last thread of faith keeps me still, keeps me always. I remember myself, so that I will not forget who I am, who I was, who I want to be. I hope that makes some sense?
You see Emerson I am that lost sheep in the dark. And there is darkness everywhere. There is so much darkness in the world. So much darkness in me, that I fear not what is, but what can be. I am afraid of myself. And I have lost my way. I see no light, no salvation. Nothing. Maybe just maybe facing you on Titans maybe I will see the light in you, because my friend you shine so bright, and hopefully that light can bring me out of my darkness and back into the light. I wish, I hope, I pray.
Jude shakes his head.
So many what ifs in life. So many roads not taken, so many choices not made. I wish I could take it all back. But I cant. That's just how life is, isn't it?
Fade to Darkness
