I would like to reply with a passage from my book that I wrote for the LP as a tribute. The following was inspired by figure 09 song, I think you would be able to find connection, hope you enjoy!
Linkin Park ā Figure.09 3:17
DI was out of action, his jaw beyond dislocated, with a tear on his left cheek because of how much it moved. The jaw bone did laceration to his cheek from the inside. Left elbow and knee, both snapped with bones protruding out, bleeding outā¦No begging, no cries, no pain screams. āThough mother fuckerā Tomas thought. Just awaiting his end looking straight into Tomasā eyes. If he could, he would say: āFinish me!ā Not because of the pain, but because he lost. There was no way back, just a chance to keep his honour and die in combat. As the initial shock of the crowd on what just took part in front of them fell off, the crowdās chants calling for DIās death began! Tomas didnāt say anything, just stood there, looking, at what he had done once again. He was just about to walk away. He couldnāt do it, nor wanted to do it, even though he knew, that DI possibly killed more than just one man that had died instantly on the spot that night, his friend Chen hurt, lamenting above the guy that erupted like a geyser from his mouthā¦ He couldnāt. āDIās own clan would kill him anyway.ā But DI did something unexpected. He used his good right foot to chop into Tomasā left knee from behind it as he stood above him, sending him falling onto him. Then he tried to stab Tomas in the neck with his protruding radius bone at the wrist. Tomas caught the attempt with his right arm, wrapping it around, so that once he fully flexed his arm at the elbow, his elbow would press against DIās already snapped elbow joint from behind, and that he got control of his wrist, holding it. It opened DIās wounds even more, and you could hear a loud cry of pain in that one moment. Then? Then he proceeded to break that arm with three judo rolls, where he used DIās own body weight to generate momentum, slamming him hard into the ground. Again, and again. Each time, while holding DIās already broken arm in fixed, static position, breaking it two more times in the forearm area. In the final third roll, he grabbed him just above elbow level, so that his Humerus bone did break too. Then, he just repositioned himself around DIās body, so that DI would be face down to the floor on his belly. Then, while still holding that arm at above elbow level. He would pull it hard up, and at the same time, with a massive force using his power, and body weight, would step on him. First, at his Humerus again, opening it like a flower, exposing the bone ripping through the skin, and right after that, at the shoulder, dislocating it from the joint. Following up was DIās neck. Tomas pulled up hard DIās arm that he had in his possession, and at the same time, applied kick to DIās neck area, just below the jawline, utilizing his strength, body weight, and assistance of gravity. It snapped like a match. The moment when DIās ever-increasing cries of pain stopped.ā They all cry in the endā Tomas thought to himself in momentary satisfaction. (Absolute silence) Only because DIās cries faded instantly. The crowd was silent long before, in shock, seeing that brutality. Surprised by Tomasā ability to ābrakeā a man so quickly, as that. To them it was like: Snap,snap, snap (first two snaps of the forehand and the Humerus), SNAP (Humerus again), SNAP (dislocated shoulder) and finally: āSNAP!ā (of the neck), and that was it. It happened so quick, and with such brutalityā¦ They have seen Tomas to do that before, to break bones multiple times. Sometimes at multiple places. But never in such manner. It was always when the bully still tried to struck Tomas, that he broke opponentās bone in defence, but never multiple times, at multiple places after a singular attack of the opponent. It was almost like execution. Not that DI deserved any better. Not that they didnāt call for DIās death just moments before. But, because they have never seen the āghostā, āthe mercifulā, lash out in such a brutal manner. āHe almost just walked away. Now this?ā They were surprised, and so was Tomas. He couldnāt help it, but to think that he had let himself down again. Like being shot into the backā¦ By himself! āYou will never fight again? You are a killer now! Look what you have done! You have become, what you hate! How are you any better?ā He knew then and there, that this will never go away. He will have to live with it forever, in shame. Hiding it away. He look at Chen for the last time, who was looking right back at him. He didnāt see no disgust in Chenās face, no surprise, almost looked thankful, but he gave him a nod with his head, as if he was saying farewell. Tomas started to leave, and he could hear that lynching of the remnants of the flutes had begun. Wasnāt sure if to protect him, or just out of hate, or because they could blame it on him.
