The Hunt for Claire Rose Williams-Cyrus Part 1

by **Brenton Cyrus** November 24th 2012, 10:15 pm

-■THE MAN■-
-■THE MYTH■-
-■THE LEGEND■-
-■THE LORD■-
-■THE GOD■-
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■The Monologue■
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I stopped enjoying this.

For a long time I just couldn’t find anything that satisfied me. Do you know what that’s like? To search and seek, yet never find what it is you think that you’re looking for. To believe that you finally understand what it is you want, yet to find only disappointment once you’ve achieved what you thought wanted.

Perhaps you know what I mean. Only because you’ve felt these same feelings in yourself. That is the only way you can truly know. You relate to my pain and relate to the kind of man that I am. One in constant search of perfection, to strike with precision, the everlasting search of his god self. Of what was, instead of enjoying what is.

Perhaps you’ve not experienced this yet and you have no idea what I speak of. Give it time, you’ll get here.You think you know what it is you desire, you fill your mind with these intentions and goals, only to achieve them and have to once again search for something more.

I wanted to be a movie star growing up. How absurd is that? Kid from middle America Cedar Rapids, Iowa wants to be in major motion pictures. It was something I wanted more than anything else. My path guided me exactly where I needed to go to reach the intention I had focused on day in and day out.

I became that movie star and thrived in Hollywood where most dreamers are eaten alive as life takes them down nightmares path. I achieved what I had always wanted, but realized it wasn’t enough. How I thought it would be and how it was were two totally different stories to the same end result.

Once again I needed something more to satisfy this hunger that was growing, consuming the boy that I was, turning me into the man that I had become. I left Hollywood and joined the No Limit Wrestling Federation with a brand new goal, to capture the World in my hands.

Desire has taken control of me once again. A new goal has entered my mind and with my focus and determination it’s only a matter of time before I prevail, before I have to look for the next fix.

I’m starting to enjoy this again.

■The Story■

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□Brenton Cyrus and Alison Williams step off the NLWF jet□

Alison Williams
Can you please tell me why we are here now? I said please..

I hadn’t talked much to Alison on the plane ride over. What could be said? The time we had seen each other before leaving, was the day after my Birthday Bash, when she bailed me out. We spent the night at her apartment, either of us refusing to talk about what happened the night before.. The week following the Birthday Bash I distracted myself with working on NLWF, signing Direct Hit, Legacy, and Fusion to TV deals lasting throughout the rest of the year. It kept my mind off of things.

□Brenton Cyrus ignores Alison Williams as he carries all the bags□

It was as if we were both in denial about having lost our daughter. As if the silence was going to somehow bring her back to us. But if we weren’t silent, we would have been screaming, blaming, trying to mask the pain we felt by causing more pain. We had done that so many times before. This time was different.

Alison Williams
Hello?

□Alison Williams rushes past Brenton Cyrus□
□She stands in front of him, blocking his path to the vehicle□
□Brenton Cyrus shakes his head, finally focusing on Alison Williams□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
We are here to hunt down Death-Angel. To get...

□Brenton Cyrus gulps down hard and closes his eyes□

I couldn’t even bring myself to say her name. I didn’t want to be reminded of what we had lost, or what had been taken from us.

□Alison Williams nods her head now that she understands□
□Brenton Cyrus walks to the back of the limousine to place the bags in the trunk□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
We will get our daughter back. I promise you with all that I am that we will.

□Brenton Cyrus takes the left hand of Alison Williams in his□
□They stare into each others eyes□

Just saying that was hard enough to do, but I believed it with all of my grey heart. I could feel that she was still alive, somewhere, completely and totally innocent and oblivious to anything that was happening.

Alison Williams
I trust you Boo Bear..

□Alison Williams wipes a tear from her eye, trying to hide it□
□Brenton Cyrus wipes another tear from her eye, the two staring at each other.□
□Brenton Cyrus and Alison Williams kiss gently□
□Brenton Cyrus opens the limousine door and she gets inside□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
I’m going to do whatever it takes.

□Brenton Cyrus gets into the limousine□
□The limousine drives away□

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□The limousine arrives outside of a large house□
□Brenton Cyrus steps out□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Wait here, I don’t want you to see or have any part in this.

□Alison Williams steps out of the limousine□
□She holds her hand up in front of the face of Brenton Cyrus□

Alison Williams
I made you bring me so I could see what you do. Also, I have to keep you out of trouble when you’re too blinded by your anger to think clearly.

I should have know she wasn’t going to listen to me. I had to keep in mind that she was as emotionally invested in all of this as I was, maybe even more so. Alison was the best mommy I had ever seen. The way she was able to step up into the role the way she did was the most impressive thing she had ever done in my opinion. She just shifted magnificently from the selfish girl who couldn’t commit to anyone, into a beautiful woman who dedicated her life to her daughter.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
You’re going to be the one who is thinking clearly?

I found that hard to believe. Sure she was great at calming me down, but this scenario wasn’t like any other we had faced together or separate for that matter.

Alison Williams
Duh.

□Alison Williams walks past Brenton Cyrus toward the house□
□He follows her as she makes it to the house and knocks on the door□
□Brenton Cyrus smiles, then uses his thump to push the doorbell□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
What happened to thinking clearly? You’re knocking like a mad woman.

I could hear footsteps inside, like someone was coming downstairs to answer the door.

Alison Williams
I didn’t see the bell.

□Alison Williams whispers to Brenton Cyrus□
□The front door opens, a man standing by looking at the couple□
□A confused look crosses his face□
□Alison Williams shines a big fake smile□

Alison Williams
Hi, we are Jehovah's Witnesses, hoping to talk to you about....

□Brenton Cyrus steps in front of Alison Williams□
□He interrupts□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Mark Justice?

I knew it was him, I could tell from the pictures I had printed out of all of them. They would reveal to me where Death-Angel was hiding out.

Mark Justice
Yes, that is my name.

□Brenton Cyrus steps into the house, grabbing Mark Justice by his throat□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
I’m Brenton Cyrus, justice will be served!

It was amazing what you could find out on the Internet. In less than an hour I had photos and locations of all the known associates of Death-Angel in London.

□Brenton Cyrus trips Mark Justice down, hand still around his throat□
□Mark Justice smashes the back of his head against the stairs□
□He blacks out□

Alison Williams
SEE BRENTON!

□Alison Williams enters the house, looking down at the damage done□

Alison Williams
You should have followed my lead! He would have invited us in and we could have just questioned him, you know, like normal people!

□Brenton Cyrus shrugs□

She was completely right. I let my aggression take over during a time when tactics were the best weapon. He was the first of many though who may be able to lead us in the right direction of finding Death-Angel.

□Alison Williams rolls her eyes□

Alison Williams
Next time, we do things MY way!

I was worried as to what her way would be, but it couldn’t be any worse than how my way was turning out.

□Alison Williams begins to walk through the house, looking around□
□Brenton Cyrus lifts Mark Justice to his feet by his throat□
□He lifts him up to his shoulders in fireman's carry position□
□Brenton Cyrus carries Mark Justice to lay him on his dining room table□

Alison Williams
BRENTON! GET HERE NOW!

□Brenton Cyrus looks at Mark Justice on the table□

Alison had a panic in her voice that sent a shiver down my spine. As I look at Mark Justice on the table, I can’t help but worry he’ll wake up and escape. I begin to look around for something to keep him in his place.

□He walks over to the kitchen, grabbing a butchers knife□
□Brenton Cyrus approaches Mark Justice and stabs the knife through his hand□
□The knife goes through the hand and gets stuck in the table□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Can’t have you escaping.

Brutal, yes, but it did the trick. He wasn’t going anywhere and I could see what had Ali startled.

□Brenton Cyrus makes his way through the house, looking around□

Alison Williams
BRENTON!

□Brenton Cyrus hurries upstairs, rushing to the sound of her voice□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
What is it?

□Alison Williams holds up a stuffed animal□
□She stands in a room made for a child□

Alison Williams
Look familiar?

□Brenton Cyrus slowly takes the stuffed animal from her hands□
□He looks at it, tears starting to swell his eyes□

It looked exactly like the first stuffed animal I had ever won for her. Won it from one of those crane operated machines where you have to grab the stuffed animal with the ridiculously small crane hand.

Alison Williams
He was part of it! He helped him take our daughter!

□Alison Williams has tears in her eyes as well□

Alison Williams
Make him pay!

□Brenton Cyrus and Alison Williams look at each other nodding□
□From downstairs a scream is heard□
□They rush downstairs to the dining room□
□The dining room table is covered in a pool of blood□
□Mark Justice tries to pull the knife out of his hand and the table, but it's stuck□

Alison Williams
Looks like you got a head start..

I knew he would try to make a break for it, who would stick around knowing two bad asses have hunted them down?

□Alison Williams slaps Mark Justice across the face□
□She sticks her finger in his face□

Alison Williams
Where did Death-Angel take our daughter?

□Alison Williams slaps Mark Justice again□

Mark Justice
Death-Angel?

□His eyes go wide and he drops back down to the table□

He looked as if he had seen a ghost. You would think Death-Angel was standing behind us the way he reacted when he heard the name.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
He passed out again.

□Alison Williams turns away from looking at the bloody mess□
□She slaps Brenton Cyrus to his chest□

Alison Williams
This is your fault Brenton!

It was my fault. I knocked him out in the first place, then stabbed him in his hand. The amount of blood loss may have been what made him pass out the second time, but he seemed terrified as we mentioned Death-Angel.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Would you have rather he escaped while we were upstairs?

□Alison Williams throws her arms up into the air□

Alison Williams
We wont get any answers from him passed out anyway!

□Brenton Cyrus motions with his hands for her to calm down□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Lets go to the next place, we’ll do it your way.

□Alison Williams calms herself down□

Alison Williams
My way?

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Yes, your way.

I knew telling her that we would do things her way would ease the tension created by this disastrous first attempt.

Alison Williams
Fine. Bring that stuffed animal!

□Alison Williams steps out of the house□

I watched as the door closed, then looked over at Mark Justice. Clearly he was going to die there unless someone called to help him. They would find his body at some point, then they would turn the place into a crime scene.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
What did we touch?

□Brenton Cyrus walks over and pulls a cloth from his pocket□
□He wipes the knife handle, removing any fingerprints he might have left□
□Brenton Cyrus places the cloth back into his pocket□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Your turn Justice. Lets see what you deserve.

□He pulls out a coin, twirling it through his fingers□

It was the coin I had been given by Chuck Matthews. Following our Salvation days he gave me the coin, claiming to have not needed it anymore. As someone who was a sucker for sentimental gifts, I kept it through the years. Now I would use it to determine fate, letting either God or the Devil take control of any given situation.

□Brenton Cyrus flips the coin and lets it fall down into his waiting hand□
□He opens his hand to take a look□

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□Brenton Cyrus looks at Mark Justice and nods□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Consider this the day God saved your life.

□Brenton Cyrus walks over to the phone and dials 999□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
I need an ambulance.

□He leaves the phone on, putting it next to Mark Justice□
□Brenton Cyrus pulls his cloth out and wipes down the phone□

They would trace the call and send the ambulance to the residence to save him.

□Brenton Cyrus steps out of the house and walks to the limousine□
□He enters the limo and they pull away□

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□They arrive at the next location□
□The couple steps out of the limousine□

Alison Williams
This it?

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
This is the place.

We stared at the nice house, much nicer than that of Mark Justice. For some reason I was still holding the stuffed animal, as if I just couldn’t let it go.

Alison Williams
Remember to follow my lead, no crazy stuff!

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
I’m your passenger, show me how it’s done.

□They walk to the front door□
□Alison Williams lifts her fist to knock, but stops herself with a partial smile□
□She reaches down and rings the doorbell□
□Alison Williams winks at Brenton Cyrus□
□The door opens□

Alison Williams
YOU FUCKING BITCH YOU HELPED STEAL OUR DAUGHTER!

□Brenton Cyrus wraps his arm around the waist of Alison Williams□
□She tries to get at the woman but is held back□

Angelica Wolfe
What?

□Alison Williams calms down and instead begins to cry□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
I’m really, terribly, sorry about this. You’re Angelica Wolfe, correct?

□She nods her head, a look of shock on her face□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Can we talk?

□Angelica Wolfe nods again as she holds out her arm, inviting them inside□

Angelica Wolfe
Please, come in, have a seat..

□They enter the home and have a seat in the living room on the couch□
□Brenton Cyrus puts his arm around Alison Williams□

Angelica Wolfe
I’ll get some lemonade.

□Angelica Wolfe steps out of the room□

Alison Williams
Do you see how easy that was? All you had to do was follow my lead and we’re in!

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Wait.. you were faking?

Alison Williams
Of course not, I simply let out my emotions allowing you to calmly take control of the situation.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
I’m confused, isn’t that what I did?

Alison Williams
You let out your emotions and you nearly killed the guy! If I let out mine, then you are forced to deal with mine instead of your own. When that happens, you’re nice and calm.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
That doesn’t make any sense...

I said it didn’t, but it actually was making sense to me. I thought to all the times she had gotten angry about something, I would always remain calm and focused.

Alison Williams
IT WORKED!

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
If you say so..?

□Angelica Wolfe enters with lemonade and cups□
□She places them down on the table□
□She opens her mouth to say something, but the phone ringing interrupts her□

Angelica Wolfe
Excuse me...

□She steps out of the room back into the kitchen□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Lemonade.. Why didn’t she offer us tea?

Alison Williams
Really? That’s what you’re concerned about?

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Look at that...

It was then that I noticed a picture on the fire mantle.

□Brenton Cyrus stands up and walks over to the the picture□
□He grabs the picture in one hand, still holding the stuffed animal in the other□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
We may have made a mistake...

□Alison Williams stands up walks over□
□They look at the photo of Angelica Wolfe, Mark Justice and their daughter holding the stuffed animal□

Alison Williams
.... Ummm... Maybe they took it and put it there to trick us!

□Angelica Wolfe enters the room and looks at the two with their backs turned□

Angelica Wolfe
Hello.. I don’t know your names..

□Brenton Cyrus and Alison Williams turn around□
□Brenton Cyrus holds the stuffed animal in two hands□
□Alison Williams holds the picture□

Alison Williams
What kind of game are you playing here?

□Angelica Wolfe looks at the picture□

Angelica Wolfe
That’s my ex husband and my daughter.. I just got a call that said he was viciously attacked... and that’s my daughters stuffed animal... From his house...

She was putting it all together far too fast. We had just incriminated ourselves.

Angelica Wolfe
Death-Angel sent you to take us out didn’t he!? Well guess what, we’ve survived The Curse this long and no one is going to take us out now!

□She dives to the right, reaching under a table to grab a gun□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
We need to get out of here!

□Brenton Cyrus grabs Alison Williams by her arm and escorts her toward the door□

Angelica Wolfe
Don’t move!

Alison Williams
BITCH!

□Alison Williams jump kicks Angelica Wolfe to the face□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Whoa! I thought those tae bo classes were bullshit!

□Brenton Cyrus tosses the stuffed animal at Angelica Wolfe□
□He grabs Alison Williams by the hand, knocking the picture to the ground□

Alison Williams
STAY DOWN BITCH!

□They escape the house and run to the limousine□
□Angelica Wolfe sits up and fires a shot□
□The bullet swooshes past and shatters the back window□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Oh shit! Are you alright?

□Alison Williams dives through the open window into the limousine□
□Brenton Cyrus climbs up and over dropping through the sky roof□
□The limousine speeds away, leaving the scene□

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Alison Williams
Brenton, are you ok?

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Bitch tried to shoot us!

Alison Williams
Now do you see, they are covering up for Death-Angel! He took our daughter and probably threatened to eat them if they said anything!

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
I’m not sure Ali... They seemed to be frightened, but I’m not sure they had any idea what was going on!

Alison Williams
He brainwashed them! CRUSED THEM! Or whatev!

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
It’s the curse...

Alison Williams
What is the curse?

I had been studying it for years, ever since Death-Angel spit blood into my face and threw me face first into a windshield.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Lets not talk about it now, we’re lucky to be alive.

□They lay on the limousine floor, completely stretched out□
□Alison Williams looks at Brenton Cyrus as she bites her lip□
□He looks back at her with a smile□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Such a giveaway!

Alison Williams
What is?

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
You gnawing your lips off. You want.. THE D!

□Brenton Cyrus lightly touches her bottom lip as she stops biting it□
□Alison Williams reaches down and grabs for the D□

Alison Williams
Give it to me..

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
We were almost shot, how could that turn you on?

□Alison Williams climbs on top of Brenton Cyrus□

Alison Williams
Does it matter?

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
You know you like when I play.. D-fense..

□Brenton Cyrus sweeps Alison Williams around so that he's on top□

Alison Williams
So corny..

□Alison Williams wraps her legs around Brenton Cyrus□

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Make you so horny!

□Alison Williams begins to kiss Brenton Cyrus□
□They tongue battle until he pulls away from her□

I had to stop. I was actually having fun... Here we were to look for our daughter and we were about to go at it like a couple of teenagers. We had to stop, I had to stop it, had to remain focused.

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Ali.. I can’t...

Alison Williams
Tell that to the D in my hand!

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
It’s just.. We’re having fun.. while our daughter is missing.. It makes me sick to my stomach.

□Alison Williams unwraps her legs and kicks Brenton Cyrus away from her□

Alison Williams
Great.. Now you dried me up! All that wetness and you send it to my eyes!

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
I don’t think that’s how it works..

Alison Williams
Just shut up, k?

■■□Brenton Cyrus□■■
Ok.. We’ll continue our search tomorrow.. I have a feeling they will warn the others, so it’ll be a lot more difficult than today.

Alison Williams
You’re not shutting up...

□She crosses her arms and they sit in silence on the way to the hotel□

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■The Match■
■ To Kill a King ■
□ Nick Ridicule □

Alexander Mark or Nick Ridicule as he’s famous for has changed the landscape of the No Limit Wrestling Federation forever. Most recently he did so by bringing back Ramirez Silva who it turns out is still the owner of this great company.

No longer do I have to be the behind the scenes workhorse that drives each and every show. I can focus on Brenton Cyrus the in ring competitor. The man who still has the longest reign of any championship ever held in NLWF as World Champion at 184 Days!

Bert Hales requested that I be the King of this team, but I made the mistake of telling him to give it to Jason Hawk. A guy who seems to have pissed himself in realizing he doesn’t and never really did have what it takes to be in the NLWF.

That’s a scary realization when you think you’re the best in the entire world. When you are put on the pedestal of being NLWF Champion. He couldn’t handle the pressure that comes with the glory we all share. He could represent the best, because clearly he is not.

Nick Ridicule on the other hand is the perfect guy to represent NLWF and it’s grunge cult like following. He’s a guy that does more for NLWF than anyone ever, yet is hated more than anyone ever. He did everything that no one else was able to do.

He was the guy who righted all the wrongs in the NLWF, yet was crucified for it when he couldn’t carry the weight of the world on his shoulders any longer. NLWF’s first son. No fucking kidding.

A guy who began his reputation as a humble and hilarious bad ass, dragged through the mud and the much of a tainted Federation, only to be destroyed by what he himself had created.

Nick Ridicule deserves his spot. He sacrificed so much for his spot.

I want my spot back. In 2009 all the things I just said about Nick Ridicule could be said about me. The difference between us is that I’m someone who started off hated and became loved.

He started off loved and became hated.

It’s an amazing picture the NLWF has painted. Though the canvas was left blank for so many years. Now the ever evolving fairy tale that is our lives has returned to paint a brand new picture.

What kind of image do you wish to leave behind?

It’s not too late to decide to be the way you want to be.

Despite anything else.

The story was left unfinished.

We were robbed of an ending and it was all of our faults.

Now is a chance to right any unfinished wrongs.

Now is the chance to leave behind a legacy everyone looks back on and is proud of.

Now is our chance.

NLWF.