[Despayre]

 Las Vegas, Nevada

The principal commercial airport of the city of Las Vegas, the McCarran International Airport of Las Vegas, Nevada, was one of the most heavily trafficked airports throughout not only the nation of the United States, but throughout the world. The lure of the very 'City of Sin' itself as a tourist locality would bring annually in the upwards of over 40,799, 830 passengers, all anxious to bear witness to this most famed of worldwide cities on vacation and holiday.

It was one of the prominent reasons we find ourselves in the midst of the swarm of peoples of all ages and nationalities, making their way to and from the terminals of the vast expanse of this airport, heading both toward their airlines and making their way from, to the city itself. Now you understand that in most of the promotional appearances here in Sin City Wrestling, you find yourself in either the current timeline, or taking a trip back a day or more into the past to see what had occurred before you are sitting here, watching your favorite superstars and bombshells in their current doings and whereabouts.

Not this time. No, on this special holiday promo, we are asking you to do the next to the impossible and venture a day or two, not into the past, but the future. Saturday to be the more precise. This coming Saturday, May 11th, not only the day before Sin City Wrestling hits the California city of Stockton for the forty ninth edition of Climax Control, but also for Mother's Day itself.

The holiday that honors the women who raised us is but one of the reasons why the airport right now is at such a busy point. People from all over were flocking to make their flight connections to travel across the nation to visit their mothers, visiting those very same women here in Las Vegas, or bringing their mothers from all over as a special treat to this city of cities.

That's the reason we actually find ourselves at this particular location.

"And Synn doesn't think this is going to be cutting things just a little too close?"

Odette Ryder had asked the particular question toward her boyfriend, one-half of the 'sinful' combination of Sinful Obsession, the SCW's resident magician, Gabriel. The two stood waiting by the baggage carousel near terminal six, where their 'guests' as it were had been scheduled to arrive from their flight from Canada.

Everywhere around them were men and women, children and adult, wafting through the crowds, heading this way and that. The lights of all the colorful and prominent displays of everything this city had to offer were on full view for those interested. However, these two in particular here were at the airport for one reason only; to pick someone up as a favor to both Synn, as well as Gabriel's tag team partner and 'little brother' Despayre.

Odette continued in her distinct Australian accent, "It's Saturday and we're scheduled for the flight tomorrow morning. Shouldn't this have been done yesterday?"

"Nah." Gabriel answered with a shake of the head. "We'll be fine. The flight won't even be two hours long so we'll get to California with plenty of time to spare. It's not like we've had much time at home with the recent tours and all so leaving last minute will be a bit of a blessing before we're on the road ... again."

"Do you ever get tired of the constant touring?" Odette asked, her arm snaking its' way through the crook of Gabriel's own.

"Only when I'm on the road." Gabriel smiled as he drew her closer to his side. "I want nothing more than to get home and relax. Of course, once I'm at home I start to miss seeing the sights and being in the ring." He cast a sidelong glance her way and sighed rather dramatically. "I can't win."

"Poor thing." She murmured in good humor. She glanced around as the flight their guests were arriving on was due any moment now to arrive. She noticed all of the gambling slot machines that seemed to be everywhere here in the airport for the use of anyone who had some time to kill. She nudged her man and nodded with her head to one in particular that had attracted her eye. "Think we have time for a little...?"

"No." Gabriel answered with a smile, but his voice was firm. "We better not. I've lived here long enough to know those things are nothing more than a huge waste of time and an even bigger waste of money. Nobody ever really wins on those things anyway."

"Didn't you tell me Joshua practically broke the bank on one of those things with just a quarter?"

"That was one time." Gabriel smiled, remembering the scene Despy had almost caused, thinking he had broken the slot machine in the process of his playtime. "And it took me almost a half hour to calm the little guy down and convince him he wouldn't have to pay to fix the machine. Synn and I managed to get him under control long enough to cash it out and get it to the bank. Kid won more money than he knew what to do with."

Odette chuckled, being able to just picture Despayre having a hysterical fit, running around the machine in circles. She smiled and then after a moment, her brow knitted in frowning wonder. She asked, "Wait, what about the time you said Angel won big?"

"Yeah I'm still trying to figure out how that happened." Gabriel replied, shaking his head. "I've come to expect the impossible where Despy's teddy bear is concerned."

Odette laughed softly, a sound that was a testament to music to Gabriel's ears, if we can be a bit dramatic for a moment. She drew in a deep breath and exhaled again just as gently through her nose before she asked, "He's really looking forward to tonight, isn't he?"

"Mm." Gabriel nodded solemnly. "He doesn't get to see his mom very often, and his nana even less. I guess it's one of the reasons why Synn wants to leave in the morning, so Despy can have as much time with them as possible. I know Synn is trying to get them to go to Stockton with us." he sighed and shook his head. "A lot's changed on that note."

Odette turned her head to look at Gabriel in the event he decided to elaborate on the topic, but it did not look like he had any intentions of doing so. Backing up a step to avoid some Japanese travelers hurrying along their way, Odette opted to take a seat on the edge of the baggage carousel and she gripped Gabriel's hand.

"There is so much about him that I don't know." She said with a gentleness that was in her nature.

"About Despy?" Gabriel asked and Odette could only nod silently. Gabriel nodded and said, "I know, and I wish I could tell you more..."

"But?"

Gabriel frowned as his hands found their way deep inside of his own pockets (not someone else's for a change), and he could only shrug helplessly.

"It's not my story to share." Gabriel answered simply but with regret. "So much has happened to him, traumatic things, that I just don't think it would be fair to him or to Synn if I told anyone about them."

"I understand." Odette said warmly, reaching to take Gabriel's hand in her own once again and she pulled him down to have a seat beside her on the edge of the carousel. Gabriel turned to look into her beautiful eyes and leaned in for a kiss when they heard a voice...

"Would you two like for us to come back later?"

Gabriel and Odette turned their heads to spot Despayre's mother, Margaret Young, and grandmother, Victoria, approached through the crowd, both women with smiles on their faces.

Not missing a beat, Gabriel replied with an arched brow, "Would you, please?"

That being said, Gabriel stood up and pulled Odette up along with him. Familiar with this man who was as a brother to her child, Margaret had no qualms at all at walking up to Gabriel and enveloping him in her arms for a hug, adding a gentle peck on the cheek for good measure. She then moved aside and gave Odette the same treatment as Gabriel extended his hand to Victoria and shook it gently in greeting.

"Where's Joshua?" His ''nan" asked, glancing around and fully expecting to see her grandson with them.

"At home, getting everything ready." Odette answered with a smile.

At Victoria's frown, Gabriel emphasized, "Oh he was up all night making the preparations for this visit and he's running Synn ragged helping him get everything together for your little night out together."

"Ah." Victoria nodded. "And will Synn be joining us tonight?"

"Nope." Gabriel said, reaching past Margaret to scoop up her suitcase as well as Victoria's before either woman could do so for themselves. "He said this was all about Despy and his mom and grandma. He's staying out of it."

Gabriel then hefted the luggage into his grasp and headed out with Odette at his side, escorting Margaret and Victoria's way.

Synn was staying out of it? Well, for the most part.



"Come on now, Joshua. We are not going to be doing this." Synn said with a forceful finality behind his words. He did not raise his voice in the slightest but there was little doubt left that he would brook no argument.

See, this would be where we fast forwarded to later that very evening. otherwise, we'd have to fill our time with either the complete goings on of the time at this household, or I'd bore you to tears reading epic works of poetry -- and nobody wants that!

Despayre openly whined and whimpered as he stood in front of the full length mirror in his father's own bedroom. Despayre actually appeared quite nice in a tanned dress suit while the right side of his head that was not shaved had his shoulder length hair drawn back behind his shoulder. He gripped the fingers of his left hand in the clutching palm of his right and closed his eyes while Synn stood directly behind him.

Despayre started to move aside but Synn took his slim shoulders in his large hands and stationed him right back where he had been positioned. He released his fingers and clenched his fists tightly at his sides while Synn reached around and busied himself to adjust the boy's tie, using the reflection in the mirror as a focal point.

"I don't like wearing these things!" Despayre practically cried while Synn again forced him still so he could finish adjusting the tie around his son's neck.

"I am well aware of that." Synn answered. "After all, the few times that Shane has attempted to wrestle you into one of these things you practically beat the poor man senseless."

Synn then took him by the shoulders and turned him around so that he would be facing him. The much taller Synn leaned down so he could have a better vantage point and he drew the tie to a snug point and adjusted it to where it was perfectly centered down along Despayre's chest.

Synn said, "But seeing as how Shane is in London, it falls on me to get you ready for your night out with your mother and grandmother." He then looked hard into Despayre's eyes until the young man had little choice but to return the piercing gaze.

"You do want to look nice for them, don't you?"

"I always look nice!" Despayre answered, almost with an affronted tone to his voice. "Mom says I'm adorable."

"And so you are." Synn answered, a smile creeping its way to the corners of his lips. "But the place you are taking these ladies is very nice and has a dress code."

"Well that's just dumb." Despayre proclaimed. Synn frowned and looked at him and Despayre just shrugged his indifference. "Well it is! Why should someone get all gussied up like this, just to eat?"

"You picked the restaurant." Synn said as he turned aside and walked across the room. Almost immediately Despayre started to pull at his tie until his father ordered, "Don't... do that."

Despayre halted his attempt to free himself of the accursed tie and pouted. he stated, "Angel picked the place we're going."

"Then you can blame him for what you have to wear." Synn said as he picked up two colorfully wrapped packages and walked back over to where Despayre stood, trying not to look at himself in the mirror. Synn continued, "But you don't hear your little friend complaining, do you?"

Despayre glanced across the room to where his teddy bear was perched on the edge of Synn's king sized bed. Angel was clad in a bite sized tuxedo and top hat with a monocle over one eye and a toy cane attached to his left paw.

Despayre rolled his eyes and huffed, "Yes, well, teddy bears are naturally very dapper. I'm not."

"I beg to differ." Synn said casually as he picked up a small brush and used it along Despayre's shoulders to make him look his absolute best. Synn's eyes flickered up to join his son's and he smirked, "After all, you are my son and I usually look pretty good, right?"

Despayre broke into a smile and he giggled. "You're funny." He said which drew a confused frown from Synn.

"Thanks." He said, shaking his head. Synn then took a step back and inspected Despayre one last time. He nodded and said, "You look good. Very good. I think we're ready to present you to the ladies."

"Ladies?" Despayre blinked. "I thought I was taking mom and gramma to dinner?"

Synn smiled and reached over to pick Angel up and he passed the bear over to Despayre's waiting arms. Synn said, "Not to worry. I'll make certain neither of them will hear of that particular statement."

Despayre frowned, not understanding what it was that he said that was so wrong. Synn then went to his dresser and picked up two ornately wrapped packages, one with bright violet paper, the other with white and both had yellow ribbon wrapped around with a matching bow. He handed them over to Despayre's free arm with a "Here."

"Thanks!" Despayre's face lit up at the sight of the packages and he was about to set Angel down so he could tear into them but Synn took hold of his wrist and shook his head.

"These are for your mother and grandmother, Joshua." Synn stated. "From you for Mother's Day."

"Oh." Despayre said, the evidence of disappointment on his face that the gifts were not for him. He then perked up and asked, "What did they get?"

"Theresa picked out some very nice things, I'm sure." Synn answered, heading for the bedroom door. "I know you were busy so I told her to pick some things she might like for herself." He pulled the door pen and turned back as Despayre followed him out into the hall. Synn asked, "Do you have the cards you and Angel made for them?"

Despayre nodded and said, "I asked Theresa to have them put in their presents."

Synn nodded and laid a gentle hand on his son's back and escorted him down he hall and towards the stairs.

Downstairs in the house's spacious living room, Margaret and Victoria were siting on the plush sofa that stretched the far wall and chatting idly with Theresa. Margaret was wearing a strapless, black evening dress with full length sleeves that shimmered under the room's soft light. Victoria had on a cream colored blouse and violet toned skirt with a sheer shawl draped over her shoulders.

Synn stepped through the door frame first and announced, "Your date is ready, ladies."

"That's Angel." Despayre said as he followed closely behind his father with Angel and the packages both in his arms. "But I'm coming too."

Both Margaret and Victoria stood up and approached where the men stood and Synn tapped Despayre's shoulder. He said, "Joshua, don't you have something for them?"

"Hm? Oh!" Despayre paused and passed Angel to Synn and then handed the appropriate box to each; the violet package to his mother and the white one to his grandmother. He proudly proclaimed, "These are for you!"

"Well thank you, sweety." Margaret accepted her's and leaned over to give her son a peck on the cheek.

"Should we open them now?" His grandmother asked.

"No." Despayre shook his head with a bright smile as he took Angel back. "Open them at the restaurant. That way everyone can see."

"Alright." Margaret smiled and then looked to Synn who would be driving them to the restaurant. "Are we ready?"

"In just a moment." Synn then took Despayre by the shoulder and beckoned him with a finger. "Joshua?"

Turning to follow his dad out of the living room, Despayre watched curiously as Synn guided him just around the corner and out of sight of the women. Synn reached into his pocked and pulled out and envelope, offering it over to Despayre.

"There you are." Synn said.

"What is it?" Despayre asked.

"To pay for the dinner."

"No." Despayre shook his head, taking a step back.

"No?" Synn frowned, glancing at the envelope in his hand. "What do you mean?"

Despayre glanced at the envelope for the briefest of moments and then looked up at his dad and he said, "I want to pay for this myself. They're my mom and gramma."

"Are you sure?" Synn asked. "The place you, er, Angel picked out is rather expensive."

"I know." Despayre answered. "But I have money. You pay for everything, after all. I got lots now too."

"I enjoy paying for you." Synn smiled. "I missed out on a lot of that, Joshua."

Despayre blushed, his pale cheeks taking on a bright pink shade. He smiled and shrugged. "I know." He said. "But tonight is special. I wanna pay."

Synn watched him for a few moments before he himself smiled and nodded. "Alright." He said. "If you're sure." And he guided Despayre back around and they headed for the living room so he and his mother and grandmother could begin their celebrations a day early.

Alize



Regally reigning atop the Palms Casino Resort, Alizé is located on Flamingo Boulevard, one mile north of the Las Vegas strip from Caesar’s Palace and the Bellagio Hotel. It was renowned for having over 1800 different wines available and delectable dishes that dazzled with service that was second to none.

The restaurant was delightfully busy and the staff were moving about, attentive to each and every patron that they were responsible for serving. Despayre and his mother and grandmother stepped up to the host's podium, a man in his forties that was dressed impeccably. He looked up and blinked at the sight of the teddy bear in the young man's arms but he quickly shook it off.

"Yes, might I help you?" The host asked.

Despayre bit back on his lip, his shyness factor kicking in as well as his nervousness at being caught in unfamiliar territory. He would have bolted, perhaps, had it not been for the two women he felt he was responsible for entertaining for the evening. He glanced back at both Margaret and Victoria and hen turned back to the host and shyly answered in a barely audible whisper, "I-I have a reservation. F-for Joshua Young?"

"Joshua Young?" The host looked at his reservation list and scanned down the list and then tapped his forefinger to the page and he brightened with a smile. "Ah yes, here we are. Joshua Young, party of four." The host looked up and glanced around. "Will your fourth member be arriving soon?"

"What do you mean?" Despayre asked with a frown. "He's right here." And he held Angel up for the host to see. Margaret could not help but smile and shield her eyes as she fought to contain her delight at her son's innocent antics. Victoria held it back a bit better but simply looked to the host and winked.

"Ah, of course." The host nodded, containing himself quickly. "I do apologize. I didn't see your friend. Please, this way."

The host picked up four menus and escorted the group around the tables to one that seated four against the windows, a special added touch courtesy of a phone call Synn had made ahead of time.

As the host signaled to a waiter, he held the chairs out for both Victoria and Margaret while Despayre pulled out the fourth and set Angel down into it. He stepped back and frowned, then turned to the just now arriving waiter and he asked, "Can I get a cushion or something so he can see? How is he supposed to reach his plate?"

"His plate?" The waiter asked then leaned aside to glance past Despayre and he spotted the teddy bear on the chair. He blinked but like the rest of the staff who the group had encountered, he recovered and smiled and answered, "Right away."

He moved off as Despayre stood by the chair and Victoria asked, "Aren't you going to sit down, sweety?"

Despayre shook his head. "Not until Angel can get comfortable. That would be rude."

Only moments later, the waiter returned with two thick phone books and a burgundy cushion. He personally set them on the chair and arranged it just so before Despayre stepped back and set Angel down atop and the teddy bear was now seated as a child might be.

"Is that alright, sir?"

"Very good!" Despayre nodded. "There'll be a nice tip in it for you!"

The waiter was beginning to sense there was something unusual, but special, about this guest in particular who was now taking his own seat. The waiter chuckled, "Thank you sir. Can I get you anything to drink while you look our menu over?"

"Can I see a wine list?" Despayre asked excitedly.

"Joshy," His mother took a warning tone. "You can't drink."

"Well you and gramma can." He reasoned. "Nothing but the best for you!" he then looked at the waiter and beamed. "we're celebrating Mother's Day early."

"Well congratulations!" he answered in return. "I'll bring the wine list right over. Will there be anything else to drink?"

While his mother and grandmother asked for iced tea and water, Despayre was all too gleeful to discover that this ritzy establishment did in fact have Cherry Coke to drink.

After they had ordered their meals, Despayre was all too eager for the presents to be opened. Not wishing to make him wait any longer, both Margaret and Victoria carefully peeled off the wrapping paper so as not to make a mess in the restaurant. Both women's faces lit up with pleasant joy as they looked inside of the packages.

"What is it? What did I get you!?" Despayre asked, then caught himself. He cleared his throat and tried to look innocent and asked instead, "I mean, how do you like what I got you?"

"Oh my..." Victoria said as she picked up a beautiful violet shawl with white accents. Margaret's package was smaller but no less special as she found herself holding a personalized pearl flutter bracelet.

"Oh that is lovely." Victoria commented on her daughter's gift.

Despayre was all smiles as he watched the two women show each other their gifts and for one of the first times, he got that warm thrill over seeing how much someone else enjoyed a gift received. He then raised a finger to the air and said, "There are cards, too."

"So there is." Victoria smiled and she reached into the box and picked up a homemade card made from construction paper and crayons. Margaret had one just like it and they both delighted at the crude, childlike drawings and writing on each.

"These are lovely, Joshy." Margaret said, standing up. She moved around the side of the table and gave her boy a kiss on his scalp. "Thank you."

"Angel helped." Despayre said innocently but there was a bright glow to his cheeks now, one that any son would know when in the presence of a loving mother.

Humoring her son, Margaret reached over the table and 'tickled' the teddy bear behind the ears and she said, "Thank you Angel." at the same time as her own mother had stood up and drawn Despayre into her arms for a loving embrace that only a grandma could accomplish.



The evening had slowly wound down and after a lovely meal and some casual conversation (in which Despayre had actually managed to talk his mom and grandma into venturing to California for the show), Synn had been called to come and pick them up from Alize.

The scene was now set at Synn and Despayre's house where Theresa had retired for the evening and everyone else had gotten ready for bed but none were truly ready to bring such a wonderful evening to a close. Victoria was seated on a cushioned stood in the front room in her night gown, attempting to teach her grandson how to play chess. He was watching attentively at her instructions as Angel sat perched on his lap, watching too.

Margaret stood in the door frame of the living room in her own night clothes and her eyes appeared misty at the scene that was unfolding before her, one that for so many years she could not even begin to imagine being a possibility.

Synn approached her from behind and whispered, "Have you ever wondered what life would have brought had that accident not occurred?"

He stood to her right and watched the same as she. Margaret nodded with a saddened smile. "All the time." Was all that she could bring herself to say in answer. After a few moments pause in watching Despayre try a move on the chess board, Margaret then countered with her own question.

"Did you ever wonder what things could have been like if my father hadn't separated us?"

Synn did not answer. Not at first. For a few brief moments he simply enjoyed the sight in front of him until he found himself saying...

"Every day of my life."



"I have to admit that I always felt something of a pang of regret when a match booked for Sinful Obsession happens to fall upon a holiday of some sort. Not because we might miss out on the revelry and celebrations. There are always ways to make time for personal enjoyments to make one day or the other memorable, but I speak with the respective opposition in mind."

"Take this weekend's show for example. Mother's Day. The day where we celebrate those special women who brought us into the world. The women who raised us into adulthood and did their best to teach us how to be the absolute best that we could be. They nursed us back to health when we were ill and fretted over us the day we took our first venture towards school."

"Those are the women we will be celebrating on Sunday, the same day that Sinful Obsession will be teaming with one Odette Ryder to oppose Amanda Cortez and the former Tag Team Champions, Ace Baldwin and Kevin Carter. So, why does this holiday make me tend to feel hints of remorse for the opposing team? Well, what can I say? Even I don't like the idea of humiliating anyone in front of their own mothers."

"I just imagine that one of the opponents, or perhaps all three, might be ensuring their mothers will either be in attendance or at the very least, tuning in so they can see their special 'little ones' doing battle inside of the ring to make their loving mothers proud as can be. Only for moments later to choke and fall short in hopeless defeat. How crushing a blow would that be to their mothers' hearts to see their children fall short of their hopes and dreams."

"I won't say too much on the subject of Amanda Cortez, a woman who has risen to much prominence in the world of Sin City Wrestling. There is not much you can say about a woman that has won both the Tag Team titles as well as the Bombshell singles championships in such a relatively short amount of time. Restricting her from competing for championship gold will do little good to impeding this woman, but neither Despayre nor Gabriel will have to worry about her. Amanda is all Odette Ryder's to handle and put out of her misery and I am most pleased to say that Miss Ryder is more than capable of handling that particular job, by Amanda's own admission."

"No, the ones that the Sins have to make note of and focus their undivided attentions on would be none other than Ace Baldwin and Kevin Carter, a duo that many overlooked the first time they attempted to claim championship gold as a team, and lo and behold, they ended up winning the titles from none other than Kain and Frost, Blood Omen."

"I dare say that there would be something of a similarity between Carter and Baldwin, and Gabriel and Despayre. The first time that Sinful Obsession appeared together inside of the ring as a tag team, few thought they had what it would take to be the best the world of professional wrestling had to offer. To this day, so many combinations would look at their differences and immediately look past them, thinking them an easy road to their own personal success. How many of those very teams met their goals at the expense of Despayre and Gabriel?"

"None. Not a single one. And yet, still few teams would be willing to swallow their pride just long enough to give Sinful Obsession the credit that they are due as the definitive tag team in the sport today. Would Kevin Carter and Ace Baldwin be man enough to admit their own short comings and that there is a team staring them down across the ring that is better than they are? Doubtful, but that would be their own mistake to make."

"Some might say that this match would be yet another in the personal vendetta between the war for control of Sin City Wrestling, and I imagine to a degree that they would be correct. But then again, I might stress this is just as much a pure business standpoint and Despayre and Gabriel are simply here to cement their standing as the absolute best tag team that this sport has ever seen; past, present -- future."

"You three picked the losing side when you offered yourselves up to the proverbial Devil. Whoever booked this match must have little to no love for Amanda Cortez, nor Ace Baldwin or Kevin Carter. You are mere pawns to a higher power. The sacrificial lambs being led to the slaughter."

"And you have only yourselves and Erik Staggs to blame."</color>