"Man fears the darkness, and so he scrapes away at the edges of it with fire."
- Rei Ayanami, Neon Genesis Evangelion
Sam Wraith wondered every day: was he the darkness... or was he the fire? Maybe he was man, or the abstract concept of a scraping motion. Sam was often given to a proclivity for such philosophical musings, as he was more of an intellectual warrior poet than a simple brute. But at the end of the day, he knew he was the fire. He knew it because he was certain in his own moral wisdom, which is what fire symbolizes in that Evangelion quote, and also because fire was badass
And Samuel "Johan" Wraith was a badass
(He was a badass
He was a badass
on the day when 50 Cent challenged him to a free-style rapping battle. On the day... when everything changed. On the day when some fool
was enough of a dumbass
to challenge him like some sort of cockmonger
. It began like any other day... Sam woke up and reached for a skull on his nightstand, crushing it effortlessly. He did this every morning to cement how much of a badass
he was, in case anyone was watching him, which was actually probably likely since he was very famous and beloved.
Didn't 50-Cent know of Sam's reputation? He was by far the most powerful and accomplished free style battling rapper in America, and everyone should know that. Maybe Cent hated Sam because of his sexuality... just like all the rest did. Nobody understood him and his gay lifestyle, but that was the fate of someone as sophisticated as Sam living in a primitive and Republican society. George W. Bush was a bad president.
Or maybe... FiftyCent was intending to lose
? It could all be part of some extremely elaborate master plan, a "Xanatos Roulette" so to speak, similar to those employed by Light in Death Note.* But even if that were true, Sam would definitely be able to see it coming and counter it beforehand, just like Near in Death Note. Of course, Near was a shitty character, and Sam hated himself for being like Near... but it was the path he had been destined to walk on. And now... what could be do... besides walk down the path... and accept the pain? That pain... was part of his destiny. It was part of... his plan.
"Exactly as planned!"
- Yagami Light, Death Note
But that was enough planning for the day. The rest wouldn't involve any plans at all... though most free stylers extensively planned their raps before the battle, Sam "Guts" Wraith was too good for that... he went in with no preparation, because he was just so brilliant that he could improvise. The only decision he had left to make was whether to arrive on his Ferrari or his motorcycle.
, thought Sam with a smirk, as he put in his sunglasses and took out the keys to his custom-made Ferrari motorcycle, which was colored midnight black and made personally by Ferrari.
On the way to the battler rapping, Sam noticed one of the posters advertising the event on a concrete wall. Without stopping his motorcycle, he punched a hole straight through Fifty-Cent's face on the poster, and the concrete behind it. Sam smiled a cunning smile as he said aloud,
"It's fitting that I smashed you literally on that poster, because at the rapper battle... I'm going to beat you."
* ((If that's actually 50Cent's plan, to lose like that, then Sam would probably realize it because he's really smart and perceptive, so you should tell me if that's his plan or not))