... & The Flames Of Rage (Welcome Back)

[Lilith]

It's Time

"... So this is his place..."

"Yes Miss, it seems he's chosen to live under the radar so to speak. Then again, he never was one to be as flamboyant about success as you were."

"... Thank you, for that reminder Iggy. You mind leaving me to do this alone?"

"Not at all."

Silence fills the air as the faithful assistant makes his way to the car, slowly vanishing into it's front seat. Lilith had changed quite drastically over the years since the for longed love. Still, that didn't mean much considering the circumstances she was about to enter. From the looks of the place on the outside looking in, Jonny wasn't home. She would be damned if she had to crawl back to GCW's tower and face Wallace's waiting snide remarks of "I thought curiosity killed you things?"

Lilith looks around a bit, up to the sky, a breath or two passes. Shortened cutoff jeans, nearly rode against her skin. Black leather like fingers hung down over the crease of her back pocket. Her cut off denim coat hangs just down below her breasts, a black tank top beneath it. Her attire was...

Weird

Compared to the things she'd used to wear on a normal basis. Lilith had found a new kind of life since everything had been taken, no... since she had lost everything that mattered to her. In order to have any kind of combat prowess period, she now relied on science, rather than 'Fate'

"... Jonny.... I wonder.. how are you doing these days...."

She plops herself down on the steps leading to his front door. Flicking morning dew off of her boots with her fingertips. She slowly pulls her gloves from her pocket, sliding them on ever so gently. The surge causes her fingers to tingle and twitch softly, a smile... a smirk. She looks up softly as the feint sound of a vehicle begins to fill the air. A heavy sigh as she slowly stands up, stretching out before leaning against the front door. She stares at the vehicle coming into closer, and closer view.

".... Here we go....."

[Jon Pryor]

Through the quieter neighborhood of Chicago, the car slowly slid down its residential road. The welcome, warmer day's sun glanced off of its windshield, as the darkened silhouettes of the houses and trees on either side of the road dance vertically, before fading into shadows on the street. It came closer and closer to Lilith...

Until it passed her, turning at the next block.

While she had been turned watching it, a figure in a long sleeve, "Savior? Save Yourself" shirt was casually jogging down the road. Sunglasses hid his eyes, his brown spiked hair moved slightly in the breeze with every step. His fists pumped lightly as he ran, the wires from his earbuds flowed alongside him in the warm, sixty degree air.

He glanced aside at a woman across the road from he, slowing to a stop. His glance turned into a stare, his relaxed eyebrows tensed. The indifferent expression of his mouth turned to a tight lipped, enraged look. His free fist clenched, the other one was busy removing the glasses from his eyes in a slow fashion.

A sharp breath finally exited his nose, and in a frightening manner, he began to cross the street. This wasn't his house, but it was damn well on his jogging path on this warm day back to the Lake Shore Drive Tower. He didn't even notice the "Pryor" name on the mailbox as he approached the dwelling.

[Lilith]

"Hmmmm...."

Lilith narrows her eyes softly at the ground, after having peeked at the stern expression and oppressing atmosphere drawing near. She checks her gloves, the small metallic ball barrings kept the charges in place. She didn't come here to fight... however, she still remembered;

A dance takes two

There was no promise that Jonny wouldn't simply attack her out of blinded rage. Things... never ended on a happy note between the two, nor as things in her life, did any at all. She walks softly down the steps, up the path slowly. A smile directed in his direction. The space between the two bodies was starting to dwindle slowly but surely. She takes in a deep breath before hanging her head softly, her feet stop.

"Did you miss me Jonny baby?... You know, I came all the way back here just for you..."

She calls out to him, another long deep breath fills her lungs. There was no way of knowing how Jonny would react to her being back. Or Alive period, if you thought of it another way. Lilith knew that it was entirely possible to add Jon Pryor to the list of those whom wanted her blood to run rampant down the streets like a river of justice.

"... Second time I've had to come looking for you.... I'm hurt.."

She smirks somewhat under her breath, the second call a tad louder. Intended to gain undivided attention, something she used to be able to cause with Jonny with the greatest of ease... yet, she knew now.... things, were not as simple. More complexity had been added to the past before she left the realm of professional wrestling...

Lilith knew Jonny was a smart man, a well informed man... she knew, odds are...

He knew very well, of The Golden One....

She smiles to herself, hanging her head a bit again. It was funny, the biggest hitch in their relationship in the past, was Jonny being with another woman in a different city... though it was not during a relationship with him, Lilith had in turn done the same thing...

In Ohio.

[Jon Pryor]

"Second time... SECOND TIME??!!!"

He seethed his breath through gritted teeth. He was frozen in the middle of the road. The sensation of adrenaline, anger, even emotional distraught was flaring through his nerves. He was numb and tingling to every sensation that floated through him at that very moment. The veins and muscles could be seen contracted in his neck... if he were wearing a short sleeve shirt, you would be able to see it even more. Knuckles were white, bright red spots in the random spots where the muscles and skin were allowed the slightest bit of slack.

"You leave me with a broken FUCKING neck... you disappear without a FUCKING trace in the middle of the night... even the FUCKING house burns down in the middle of the night!"

"Don't even PLAY this FUCKING "cute" game with me!"

His words are drowned out by the blaring of a horn. A small sedan piloted by a soccer mom was demanding he move out of the way, sitting mere feet from him. In a flash, one fist leaves a massive crater in the car's hood, the other leaves it missing a headlight. The car chose discretion over valor and went around him as he turned his attention back to her.

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[Lilith]

"... Well it's good to see you again too...."

She knew it wasn't unexpected. Despite the unyeilding guilt [believe that shit right there] she felt, Jonny's words... were, well..

Right?

Dead on?

Correct as a motherfucker?

Lilith hangs her head a bit, there was a good deal of shame and emotional devastation behind things that happened, in the end though... she couldn't deny the results of her own problems. She had ended up abandoning one of the only people she ever truly loved. Feeling bad enough..

She couldn't imagine, how he felt...

"... Jonny.... I.."

Know better than to try that.

"... I wanted to come to see you again. It's, been a while... I wanted to see how you were doing. I heard you managed to climb that mountain again and..."

Lilith rubs the back of her neck softly, her gloved hand tingles against her soft, yet quickly sweat covered skin. This was a unusual situation for Lilith. In the past if you've kept track, usually she was the one to explode with rage, or any kind of emotion.. and she'd be totally within her right. Right, now however..

Jonny was pretty much in the drivers seat of the "Pissed Off Spouse" chair.

"... Look.. Look... Come on okay!.. Doesn't.. Isn't there any kind of.."

She could feel the emotion welling up in her own throat, it was odd... she knew Jonny had EVERY, SINGLE, RIGHT... to be enraged beyond human words. Yet... the outburst, somehow... hurt Lilith. She didn't know if it was pride, perhaps... residual feelings... but, it hurt to know that... maybe

All Jonny had been thinking about.. was how she hurt him..

"... DID YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT ME?!?... You think that I just... I just got up one day and decided 'I'm gonna ruin the best thing in my life'? THAT WHAT YOU THINK?!

I was... I... You KNOW, I fucking loved you Jonny... You God damn KNOW that alright... Things... Things just..."

Lilith lowers her head, softly trying to breathe and regain any kind of shredded composure. The idea, that what had happened... was stewing in Jonny this whole time, it broke her heart... She was devastated at the idea that because of her, one of the only people she really loved had suffered for years.

"... We both.... made a lot of mistakes in our relationship okay... I just.. I wanted to come see you again since I was in town....

.. Can you really tell me... no part of you, NO part of you... is happy to see me... ?"

[Jon Pryor]

"Maybe my cock for the few minutes I might entertain the thought o..." He stopped that train of thought. He was enraged. "I faked my fucking death after you left. Had no clue, no clue whatsoever what to do. Try that feeling of lost. Try that when you're not even capable of fending for yourself... and don't even tell me that you were at that point because I know for a fact that your lap dog has to be around here somewhere."

His body was still tense. The words had quieted down a bit, but they still couldn't mask the anguish and anger involved.

"Where's he at. May as well get him to drive us back to the Tower."

[Lilith]

"........."

She couldn't really say anything. Lilith was in a situation where her rage and emotions could not be the dominating force. This was definitely a new kind of situation. She shakes her head softly, turning to the side with a wisp of her body. The sound of tires slowly but surely creeping up the road begin to hustle and bustle before just as quickly, coming to a stop. The driver side door opens quietly.

"Perhaps Mister Pryor has a good idea. Shall we make way back to GCW's Tower Miss?"

".... You're not helping the situation.. Iggy."

"My apologies, I simply thought it prudent to exile the antagonism before it lead to... violent means."

"........."

Lilith turns her head, looking at Jonny with saddened and defeated eyes. She didn't want to admit it... but she knew there was little that could be accomplished here... She had no way of mending the broken splintered bridge, that once connected her and Jonny. Her eyes cast down slowly, a long and exalting sigh.

".... Fine. We'll go to the Tower.... I'm sure, Mister Pryor has business to get back too..."

[Jon Pryor]

He watched as Iggy was letting her into the car, his stare still cold. Nothing shaped him like the events that happened that September night. The seeming death of his soul to everyone he knew only erupted later in the thoughts of his death... then, again, after he had to drag poor Elizabeth into the fray. He opened the car door, dropping down next to Lilith and resting his elbow on his knee, his chin against the top of his hand as he looked out the window.

"I assume you know where it's at on Lake Shore Drive..."

[Lilith]

".... Iggy.."

"Yes, Miss?"

The sound of the doors closing softly, the car slowly urching to life as if a beast. She stares dead ahead, the emotional bomb ticking inside of her body like a biological clock set to suicide kamakazi style fights without the camera crew and misleading headlines. She grinds her teeth under her breath.

"After we get to the Tower... I want to you find someone for me."

"Shall I assume it's but a private matter?"

"....

........

I want to talk with Sylas again..."

Silence fills the car's inner cabin for a moment. She swallows hard before tilting her head away from Jonny, staring out her window side. That was intentional to a lethal doseage if you asked anyone else. The car continues its motion, heading for GCW Towers.

"... But of course, Miss."

[Jon Pryor]

Silence was all that remained.

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The drive was only a few short blocks. They had caught Jon on the ending stretch of his run. When the car had pulled up, Jon got out and awaited Lilith before walking into the lobby. Familiar faces may have been abound, but none were paid any mind by him. Whether or not dragging her through her past was riling up any emotions...

...well, she's sure to be keeping them to herself.

"I was wondering when the new Champion was going to start bringing in random girls like some of the other guys..." the receptionist that he was somewhat friendly with said with a slight smile. Jon barely looked at her as he passed. "She's not random."

He stopped in front of the elevators, waiting for his ex as he pushed the buttons to call for the next ride up.

[Lilith]

"... And lo' behold the refuge of the damned...."

She mumbles to herself softly as she, for the first time in a many long time... steps foot, into GCW Tower. She could almost HEAR the sound of children screaming in the backround. Seriously, listen.

..........

.......

.....

Lilith takes a look around, glaring at the reception desk. She sighs heavily, God she missed Roy. He was annoying, he was a sad excuse for a human being, but Jesus... he was an entertaining receptionist. Least he'd stop you to ask what kind of conditioner you used that morning, or if your man was keeping up his end of the deal known as Marriage in the bedroom.

You gotta love gay guys.

Lilith passes by the desk without saying a single word. She wasn't interested, nor wanted to look into the future of being interested, in whatever the poor woman's story was that caused her to be working HERE of all places. Atop it all, she was fucking PRAYING she didn't run into Wallace. Dear Sweet God, Ala, Muhammad, Buddah, Mother Fuckin Spongebob, any and all of them. If there is any love in this natural universe, sweet, baby Jesus..

"... Place hasn't changed much...."

She softly speaks as she reaches Jonny's side. It was surreal to be this close to him again... since, you know...

He'd as soon push her from say, a balcony then hold her in his arms. Marriage...

Best way to kill a relationship evar.

[Jon Pryor]

"Wouldn't know. I slept in the streets until the season started for a few nights."

Well, and a hotel on a few other nights, but you get the idea. Jon wasn't the Jon of old where he had more money than he knew what to do with... or that you could guess by looking at him. Jon was back to do what he desired, somewhat out of financial necessity, rest parts to move on and prove to himself that he isn't what he became in his own home-state. Or Toronto even.

Some could say he was successful, winning another World Championship and even taking over the company and being its boss... but to him, he wasn't. Felt he was the second fiddle, and with things in his personal life boiling over, to having even three ex-women in his life and the current one being a jealous nut-case as well being in the same building... yeah, distractions were abound, and to him, he felt it took away everything that he had built himself to be.

The doors opened, and he stepped inside, resting against the back wall. "We're on 6."

[Lilith]

Lilith slowly, calmly enters the elevator. If there was tension between the two, you couldn't see it. Cause the blinding emotional rage fuming from both parties wouldn't have let you. This was like 7th fucking grade all over again. If Lilith could lean over and pass a note to her best friend, only to have her pass it back across from Lilith to Jonny beside her reading;

'I'm not talking to you anymore'

It'd be fucking picturesque and perfect.

She hits the button softly with her thumb before leaning against the side of the elevator, directly adjacent to Jonny's position. She stares at the empty wall, the figure of her ex husband in the corner of her eye.

"So... how's Kimmy dear doing these days?"

You could see them throwing rocks at each other in the backround if you looked closely. At this point, the atmosphere and degenerated to a school yard fight between two people who cared for, and hated each other. It was like bullying the person you like, even though they broke your big wheel.

Just, an adult version with high tension emotional baggage that'd set off some international flight laws.

[Jon Pryor]

"Losing."

That was all that he knew.

"Hadn't paid much attention. Been busy."

His eyes almost looked more tired than anything now. The entire thought process of what was running through his mind was taxing, exhausting.

"I'd ask how Sylas was... but I ended up hanging out with him before I came back..."

Bet she wasn't expecting that one. Even more pretty by the fact that the door slid open in front of them and he was capable of walking out the door and down the hallway to the lake-view side.

[Lilith]

".........."

Sometimes, life is a cruel place to be. Now, was very much, one of those times. Lilith almost felt the blood rushing to her head in fury. Son of a bitch... talk about childish mind games. Now it was almost sad to watch. Kind of like those exs you see on soaps who try to fuck other people to harm the ones the love most.

........

Hey, it's NOT entirely the same.. Lilith actually DOES have feelings for Sylas. Right now, her focus was on the back of Jonny's skull. If looks could kill...

".... Me-Yow...."

Lilith exits the elevator slowly. She stops for a second, cracking her neck, tightening her gloves. It was funny, she never... had such a strong desire, to intentionally harm Jonny, until this very moment. It must have been the fact that her mind games were being deflected like pop flies, but she was pissed.

"... I'm sure that went well. Guess you don't mind pointing me to his place then....

... I have unfinished business with Sylas...

And I'm sure, you have some sort of.... lunch date to catch don't you... Mister... Pryor?"