Posted by Destiny on March 19, 2004, 11:54 pm

It is a very dark and stormy day. The rain beats down unforgiving as the sky lights up with flashes of lightning and we hear the rumble of the thunder in the distance. Each time the lightning strikes and the sky lights up we see outlines of trees and bushes blowing in the wind. The sky lights up once more from the lightning and we notice a lone figure sitting on a bench near what appears to be a pond in a park. As we get closer we see now it is Destiny. What would she be doing out in weather like this you may ask? Well to her it is a perfect sanctuary from the world. Everyone else seeks refuge from the storm but Destiny finds comfort in it. Destiny seems to be wearing a pair of black steel-toed boots, black jeans and a black leather jacket, which are soaked from walking through the downpour and sitting on the bench which she has been sitting on for the past little while. Her auburn hair is flat to her head and rain is running down her face. She looks like she has been out in the storm for quite sometime. She gets up off the bench and starts walking back toward the street. She gets to the street and starts to cross the road heading up one of the side streets toward her black hummer, which has tinted windows and a personalized license plate that reads BAD ASS. She gets into the hummer after she puts a blanket on the seat, which she had in the back. She also takes a towel out of the bag she had taken with her to the gym earlier to work out. She dries herself off a bit before starting the vehicle. Reaching over on the passenger’s side of the hummer she grabs her cell phone out of her purse. She turns it on and sees she has messages waiting so she checks them. She listens to the messages, and none of them needed her immediate attention, so she starts dialing a number, which seems to be long distance. After quite a few rings someone picks up and we hear her side of the conversation. “Hey what’s up?” she asks. “How is everyone doing?” She sets her elbow up by the window as she moves her wet hair out of her face. After somewhat of a lengthy pause from her listening to whom ever she is talking to she seems to have gotten a little agitated. She shifts in her seat and sits straight up at this point and you can hear it in her voice that she is not very impressed. “Oh my God, is she ok? When did this happen?” Trying to wait while the person answers her questions she then proceeds again. “Who did it, does she know the guy?” Placing her hand on her forehead for a moment and then she moves it over her head to the back of her neck, listening intently to the person on the phone. She begins to smile as she hears the unknown person telling her a name. A little pleased with the fact she knows who the person is, she replies “Well now, I shall have to go pay him a visit when I come back, now won’t I?” After the person on the phone seems like they are trying to stop her from doing something she might get in trouble for we hear her say, “No, I won’t. I will make sure he knows with whom he is dealing with. He isn’t going to get away with it, not this time.” Seems as though the person starts to try to talk her out of it again but Destiny cuts them off. “Don’t worry about me, it isn’t me you should be worried about right now. You tell her as soon as I can I will be coming back for a visit and I shall set things straight. Tell her I love her too and not to worry, she will be safe, I will make sure of it.” She nods her head in agreement with something. “Yes I will, you too ok. And like I said it will be taken care of. I just have the matter of this match in IWA I am booked for to take care of and I shall be there as soon as I can.” She pauses to listen. “Yeah ‘tis a match against three other people, it certainly will be a challenge but right now I need one.” Pausing to listen again. “Don’t worry about me I’ll be fine.” She says reassuringly, “I can take care of myself.” A slight pause, “And yes I know you worry anyway, that is how you are, but I am telling you I will be fine.” Grabbing her seatbelt and pulling it across her and buckling it she gets ready to go. “I miss you all too. Y’all take care and I shall call you in a day or two to see how she is doing. Catch ya later.” and she ends the call. Destiny now seeming a little more agitated than she was when she set out for her walk slams her hand against the steering wheel. She mutters something about setting it all straight. We can see the anger and hatred in her eyes, as her eyes narrow looking out the windshield as if the object of her anger is right in front of her. She puts a CD in the stereo and turns up the volume as sounds of Feel So Numb by Rob Zombie come blaring out. She waits for a couple of minutes listening to the music long enough for her to calm down so she can drive. She puts the windshield wipers on, puts the hummer into gear and starts to pull away from the curb. Fade to a few hours later at the gym. Wearing a pair of sweat pants, a tank top, and a pair of Nike sneakers, her hair, which is still a little wet from being out in the rain, is pulled back into a pony tail. We see her hands are taped as she is at the punching bag and appears to be punching and kicking the hell out of it. Whatever has her this angry she is taking it out on the punching bag. The look of hatred, anger and frustration seem to still be there on her face. Punching the bag with as much force as she can once more we hear her say “You little f*cker, you will be wishing you never met me when I am done with you.” She kicks the bag as if wanting it to feel pain. “You certainly picked the wrong people to mess with.” She says as she brings her fist back ready to assault it again. The way she is going after that punching bag you would think that it was the object of her anger. She lets out a brutal assault on the punching bag, hitting it a little quicker and harder. “You are so lucky I can’t get there right now. That I am actually going to have time to cool down before I get there or else you might be in a whole new world of hurt.” The few people that are in the gym look at her as she continues to assault the punching bag. A couple of guys over lifting weights stop for a moment and look at each other then over at Destiny. One of them says “Man, for a little lady she sure can pack a punch, I pity that punching bag and whoever she gets a hold of. She looks pissed.” His buddy that was spotting him while he was lifting the weights kind of chuckles and says “Yeah man, I wouldn’t want to be the one that pissed her off right now.” The first guy, the one lifting the weights says, “Well, I think I am done for the day man, how bout you?” His buddy answers with a nod. They grab their towels and head to the changing rooms. Destiny is still over assaulting the punching bag. Unaware of the time and that the gym is about ready to close. One of the employees of the gym, a guy with the name John on his name tag, in his early 20s, with dark hair and blue eyes with a nice build to him looks at his buddy, who has the name of Brooks, who is also probably in his early 20s but has blonde hair and brown eyes with a much bigger build to him and says “Ah, you wanna go over and tell her we need to close up now, cause I sure don’t” Brooks, the bigger of the two looks over and says “What are you scared of man, she’s just little and sure she is beating the hell out of that punching bag but how much damage can she actually do to someone? I’ll go tell her.” Walking over to Destiny, Brooks says, “Excuse me ma’am, we are getting ready to close, you need to leave now.” Destiny still kicking and punching the bag is unaware of the guy talking to her and doesn’t even notice he is standing a couple of feet from her. He walks closer and touches her shoulder saying a little louder “Ma’am, you need to leave now.” Just then as if catching Destiny off guard, she snaps around bringing her foot up and nailing the unwelcome person in the guts, making him bend over, knocking the wind out of him. Realizing what she has done she goes over and touches his shoulder asking him if he is ok and then informs him he shouldn’t have touched her, taps him on the back and walks away leaving him bent over and holding his stomach. His buddy rushes over and asks if he is ok and Brooks starts to stand up breathing a little better than he was just a minute ago and says, “That f**kin’ b###h. Who ever she has a hate on for is really in for it.” We leave the two guys and find Destiny in the locker room getting dressed after having a shower. She is putting on a pair of jeans, a white t-shirt and her black steel-toed boots. Standing up she walks over to the mirror with her brush and brushes her hair quickly before grabbing her bag and her black leather coat. Walking out the door back to her hummer she notices the rain seems to have stopped now. She throws the bag in the back and climbs in; starting the vehicle she sits there for a moment. She feels a bit better after beating the punching bag, but she still feels a little frustrated she can’t just up and take the first flight back home where she wants to be right now. Once the match is over she tells herself, then she can go back for a visit. Putting the hummer into gear she starts to drive off and all we see are the taillights.