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Not this time
Topic Started: Aug 17 2012, 10:48 PM (101 Views)
Mark Saddington
NEWera Rookie
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The scene opens up with Mark Saddington sitting in a local bar somewhere in Nottingham England, Mark sits at the bar watching the Television set above the mirror background that sits behind the shelf’s that hold the drinks. Don’t worry Viewers Mark hasn’t gone back to his old ways and hit the drink again, he has just come here to collect his thoughts about what happened a couple of weeks ago when Rigormortis appeared in the bedroom of his daughter. It was hard for Mark the fact that all his life he has been fighting the battle of control of his body with the most sadistic bastard to ever grace any world. Now he was looking for his daughter, was it not bad enough that he pretty much nearly runnied Mark’s life now he was going to attack the one thing that is keeping Mark on the straight and narrow. Mark sit’s there and takes a big gulp out of his glass of coke and empties the glass and waves to get the barman’s attention.

“Yes Mark what can I get for you.”

Mark ignores him for a few seconds, as he catches a glimpse of something in the mirror. He just watches for a few moments as he sits there watching what we can now see is Rigormortis X talking to him.

“Go on Mark take a drink of poison; get yourself a nice cold beer. You know you want to Mark, you know you want the world to realise that you are weak. They know that you haven’t really changed; they are expecting you to repeat your old habits. They are just waiting for you to let them all down again.”

“Just fuck off.”

The bar man looks shocked and a bit upset with how Mark had just told him to fuck off but didn’t realise that he wasn’t actually talking to him again. As he turns to walk away Mark quickly speaks to him.

“Can I have another coke please?”

The bar man confused doesn’t say anything and just pours him a glass of coke and places it in front of him.

“Thank you.”

Mark takes a few sips of his coke and takes another drink of his coke, never taking his eye of Rigormortis in the mirror, who continues to try and send Mark over the edge.

“That don’t quite hit the spot does it Mark? That isn’t going to help you forget about the things we have done in your past, a simple coke isn’t going to get rid of me Mark and you know this. Go on take a drink and I promise I will leave your daughter alone. I promise you that she will be safe, don’t take a drink and I promise you that I will haunt her for the rest of her miserable life. That’s right Mark if you think when you die and move on to the next place that you are simply going to take me with you then you are simply mistaken.”

Mark takes a look down at the glass of coke in front of him and waves the bar man over to him again.

“Can I have a triple Vodka please?”

The bar man obviously knows who Mark Saddington is looks at Mark with a confused look on his face.

“Are you sure?”

Mark slams his hand hard on the desk.

“I wouldn’t fucking ask for it, if I wasn’t sure would I?”

The bar man obviously realises that Mark is pissed off and just does as he asks. He pours the triple vodka and places it in front of Mark. Once the vodka is placed in front of Mark he just sits there and stares at it for a few moments, before looking back in the mirror.

“Go on Mark do it, destroy your own life to protect your daughters. You are weak Mark stop pretending your something you’re not; go on Mark take a drink and everything will be okay again.

Mark looks back down at the vodka and wraps his right hand around the glass and lifts it up towards his mouth as tears start to flow from his eyes. As the glass touches his lips he stops himself and starts to shake in anger, before tossing the glass of vodka at the shelves missing them and smashing the mirror behind them shattering it into a thousand pieces. The whole bar goes silent and turns their attention to Mark who is now shouting at the top of his voice.

“You’re not going to beat me again, I won’t let you. If you want to threaten my daughter and you want to make this a fight between us then let us fucking fight you piece of trash. I won’t let you destroy her life like you have destroyed mine.”

As Mark finishes his little rant two bouncers grab him by his arms and drag him outside and toss him to the curb and leave him on the floor then return to their posts inside the front door of the pub. Mark slowly gets back to his feet and starts to slowly walk down the street collecting his thoughts and starts to talk to himself.

“It’s funny over the years many people have said many things about me and most of them have been true until I have to face Dunstan for a second time, because he couldn’t live with the fact that I kicked destroyed him the last time we faced off. He couldn’t live with the fact that a nineteen fifty’s porn star look alike lost to a former drug addict, a guy that had been given more chances than the entire company has had all together . I gave him the rematch that he requested and how does he repay it by making comments that make no fucking sense, when have I ever been from Wolverhampton. I live in Nottingham you stupid son of a bitch. You want to have a rematch with me because you want to prove that you are the better man but every time you open your mouth you come out with stupid shit like a fucking retard and make it so easy for me to you rid you a new one.”

Mark shakes his head from side to side as he starts to walk faster and faster just wanting to get home and check on his daughter.

“You want me to give you some advice Dunstan, you want me to give you a helping hand. Don’t leave yourself wide open for an attack, espiecally when you are facing a guy like me. I will take whatever you say and turn it back on you and make you look an idiot, when you talk about somebody make sure that you have your facts right. That way you won’t look a muppet. Dunstan this match is going to end exactly the same as the first did and that is with my hand held above my head and declared the victor.”

Mark laughs to himself for a few moments and then breaks into a jog as he turns and heads down an alley way, leaving us with a shot of him jogging home.



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