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| Tweet Topic Started: Jul 8 2007, 07:49 PM (51 Views) | |
| Steve | Jul 8 2007, 07:49 PM Post #1 |
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We come to the scene as Ethan Adams is returning to his locker room still hobbling sorely from his many bumps. As he moves toward his locker room door his hand extends turning the knob and pushing the door open with his shoulder. He then moves to flip on the light, the whole time his head hung low in exhaustion. The High Spot Sensation then makes his way toward a small refrigerator and opens the door. Inside is an even smaller freezer and inside that are ice packs of different sizes. He snatches one out and places it directly over his ribs as he turns looking for a place to rest. There is nothing suitable for resting in his locker room other than a steel folding chair and he moves to it promptly sitting low in the chair so not to put pressure on his aching ribs. Adams then lets out a deep sigh and lets his head rest over the back of the chair. He allows his eyes to close, though he is sure to keep the ice pack firmly in place to soothe his aching body. Ethan then begins to speak though it is not to himself. He is speaking to someone in the room….someone out of sight. Ethan: ”Go ahead say it. I let you down. Blah, blah, blah….” As the person he is speaking to retorts it is clear that it is the voice that has been surveying him for the past few weeks. Voice: ”No. In fact quite the opposite. You have passed my first lesson, Ethan.” Ethan tilts his head up and peels his eyes open while looking in the direction the voice came from. Ethan: ”What!? Are you blind? I clearly don’t have the Fighting Spirit Championship with me.” Voice: ”No you don’t have the title with you. That is why I’m proud of you.” Ethan: ”Are you kidding me? That match was all for nothing.” Voice: ”Your match tonight was not in vain, Ethan. While you still vocally display your need for championship belts and recognition, tonight you displayed the subconscious of a true champion. You weren’t fighting just for the belt tonight….you were fighting to send a message to your opponent. Liam Mortell knows you had him beat, you know you had him beat, and everyone in that crowd knew you had him beat. So you defeated him by count out. Winning championships is all about timing, Ethan.” Ethan shakes his head and gives a smirk before tilting his head back over the back of the chair again and closing his eyes. Ethan: ”Whatever. I better get a shot against him again next week, since everyone knew I had him beat.” Voice: “Actually, I’ve had a glimpse at next weeks card. It was posted moments before you returned.” Ethan: ”Do I have him again next week?” Voice: “No.” Ethan jolts up in his chair dropping his ice pack on the ground in the process. His eyes as wide as saucers and a look to kill on his face. Ethan: ”What the fuck do you mean? I’m going to talk to Herr Krahe now about this. Its ridiculous that I’m not getting my fair shot.” Ethan stands up from his chair and makes for the door but the mysterious voice stops him dead in his tracks and he pivots around on his heels he hears what it has to say. Voice: ”Your in the main event.” Ethan stands in udder shock and is unusually speechless as a large smile grows across his face. Voice: “It will be you and Kiyoshi Nakahata versus The Revolution versus Xtreme Kitten and Sean Madrox.” Ethan’s face scrunches up when he hears that he will have to team with someone but he does not protest vocally. Voice: ”I know, I know. You would rather not team with someone. But this is your opportunity not only to send a message to Sean Madrox but also to one Xtreme Kitten. This match has some of the best in the business tied into one match. It will be your opportunity to shine, Ethan.” Ethan turns and heads across the room and picks up his duffle bag. He slowly takes off his ring gear and replaces the articles with his casual wear as he absorbs everything he has heard. He then pulls the zipper across the top of the duffle and pulls it up over his shoulder. Ethan: *with a smile ”I would hate to miss my flight to Arizona. I’ve got plenty of training to do before this weeks match.” Adams then heads for the door but turns back looking to the shadows and where the voice his hidden. Ethan: ”See you in Arizona,……..?” The voice hesitates momentarily and then replies. Voice: “For now just call me, D. You probably won’t see me in Arizona but I will be there.” Ethan nods and then grabs the door pulling it open. Ethan: ”Sounds good. Catch you around!” Ethan steps into the hallway and the door swings shut behind him as the scene fades. |
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