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"A Boy And His Bear"</td>
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<td>Mulifanua
The Sheraton Samoa Aggie Grey Resort is one of the finer establishments for the vacationing families to the proud island nation of Samoa. Located on the western coast of Upolu Island, it is situated less than forty five minutes from the Samoan capital city of Apia where in just a matter of days, the Oceanic leg of the Sin City Wrestling World Tour would kick off with the final edition of Climax Control before setting sail on a luxury cruise liner for Summer XXXTreme.
The resort in itself was a marvel to be a part of as a guest vacationing in tropical Samoa, whether it be at any time of the year, but summer where the warm weather made for a perfect excuse to rest and relax in the sun and waters of the ocean. Once you exited the perimeter of the resort itself, there was white sand as far as the eye could see, and waters that went on even further, perfectly clean and crystal blue. Peninsulas jetted out along certain points with palm trees standing tall and proud, their leaves swaying gently in the soft, warm breeze that drifted over the sands and peoples' bare, tanned skin. Even small outlets, or as Despayre would call them -- "miniature islands", were in the water off the beach coast, and people could and would often swim out to them to relax with the Pacific Ocean surrounding them.
As was tradition, this edition of Climax Control would showcase matches between the Superstars and Bombshells who put their bodies on the line on a weekly basis, the card's official lineup building to a grand crescendo for the coming Supercard spectacular. Much was the talk of this Samoan wrestling feature, but none so more than the Main Event when four of the top Superstars, one champion and three former champions, would pair off in tag team competition. The goal? To set foot aboard the Sun Princess in just over two weeks with the momentum of a victory on their side.
The teams? Current SCW Internet Champion Despayre along with former two-time World Champion Simon Jones. Their opposition? The man who wants to end Simon's quest to become the first three-time World Champion of SCW, 'the Mental Rapist' Sean Jackson, and a man from Despayre's own past, and former Internet Champion in his own right, Blaque Hart Bruce Evans.
Sounds great, right? It's no wonder why this match is the Main Event of Climax Control, and why so many fans are descending to the aptly named Apia Park Stadium in Apia itself to witness a true clash of the wrestling titans! So why then, are we here? In the city of Mulifanua, as opposed to the capital itself?
"So explain it to me Grandpa..."
"Gabriel," Synn hissed through his teeth as he set foot out onto the porch of the beach front bungalow that he would be sharing with his son, the star of this here promo. "I thought we discussed this rather liberal use of that nickname."
"What nickname?" Gabriel mused as he joined his friend and mentor, his button down shirt gently blowing open in the warm wind. "Grandpa?"
"Yes, that one right there." Synn turned around, leaning back against the polished wood railing. "You are well aware of my feelings in being called that. It insinuates..."
"That you're getting old?" Gabriel smiled, knowing full well that this was a debate that was innocent in nature between the two men. Had Synn really wanted him to stop with the affectionate title bestowed upon him for his first born son, he simply would have put an end to it. Gabriel clapped a hand to the man's still impressively sized and tanned bare arm, adding, "Well suck it up. The name ain't going away."
Synn shook his head as he dropped the towels he had been carrying across the rail of the porch where they could easily descend to the white, sandy beaches of the resort to make full use of the luxury beach that stretched from one end of the resort to the next with sparkling blue waters calling to them and the many tourists that had chosen this place for their stay. It was one of a handful of reasons why Gabriel was joining his son and himself for this particular show, as opposed to being back in London with his wife and child.
For one, it had been awhile since Gabriel had gotten much of a chance to spend any quality time with Synn himself, and perhaps more importantly, the man he had affectionately come to know as his little brother, Despayre. Gabriel was waiting for an appropriate amount of time following his son's birth before he moved his new family back to Las Vegas where he could have the love and support of friends and family alike in the Sins. However, on a more professional note, Gabriel also wanted to be out there on the off chance that Sean Jackson decided to try something funny with his little brother. Sean was a cruel and calculating individual, and it was in Gabriel's nature to watch over Despayre, just as Synn himself would often do.
It was simply a big brother's obligation. Screwing with Sean Jackson's mindset was just icing on the cake.
"So, you were saying?" Synn spoke up, opting for a change of subject.
Gabriel pulled up one of the bamboo fashioned lounge chairs on the deck and gave it a spin, facing Synn and had a seat, setting down a large cooler on the deck before he replied in earnest. "I was just wondering why you booked us here, all the way away from the city where the show is actually going to be taking place."
A single eyebrow rose on Synn's forehead, as he asked, "You object to the accommodations?"
"Hell to the no!" Gabriel laughed. "This place is luxury personified! Dare say it's the nicest place I've ever gotten to stay at while traveling with you guys!"
Synn folded his arms and tilted his head to the right, looking the magician over. "So the resort itself is satisfactory. That is a plus. And I would hardly refer to the distance between Mulifanua and Apia as 'all the way'" He said simply. "It is only a forty five minute drive along the coast."
"Simple enough." Gabriel admitted. "But wouldn't staying in Apia have been simpler?"
"Yes, and no." Synn acknowledged. "There were certain aspects of Apia that I was not fond of as I learned more about it."
"Such as?"
Synn stated, "Such as the night life leaves much to be desired from what I've read of other tourists' experiences. Not to mention I read about warnings of stray dogs at night."
"Stray dogs..." Gabriel questioned, his look of confusion inviting the man in front of him to elaborate, which he was only too happy to do.
He emphasized, "Violent stray dogs. It would seem at night they tend to descend on the city, and it's a great risk to be on foot when they are. They've been known to attack tourists and citizens alike. Hell, it was warned on one travel website that just passing by an open yard where a dog is, is inviting an attack."
"Jesus." Gabriel nodded. "Okay, that would explain why you don't want to be there for the most part."
"There is also no beach on Apia." Synn then frowned and corrected himself. "I should say there's no satisfactory beach near where Joshua will be competing. What they call a beach is mostly corral reef and dirty."
"And a beach is vital to this little trip of ours, why?" Gabriel asked.
To answer that very question, the patio door slid open and the slapping sound of a pair of swim fins for scuba was heard on the floor, drawing the attention of Gabriel and Synn to the emerging Despayre. Despy as he was known to his closest of friends, was wearing a pair of colorful Bermuda shorts, all the better to blend in with the natives, and a towel draped around his neck and down over his bare chest. His face was hidden by the scuba mask and the snorkel which his lips were wrapped around. His constant companion and bestest of pals, Angel, was wearing a pair of red swim trunks ala Baywatch and a bite-sized white tank top with the appropriate shades over his eyes.
A smirk drawn on his lips, Gabriel pulled his glance away from Despayre and back to Synn and he nodded.
"Ah." Gabriel chuckled. "Now{/I] I get it."
Despayre looked back and forth between his big brother and his dad and shrugged. "What?"
"Don't you hate commercial breaks? Those untimely moments when you are getting into whatever it is before you on the screen, only to find it interrupted with a infomercial or message about the latest kitchen gadget that you didn't know you needed so desperately until you saw it at that very moment in time?"
"You might say that's why I am here, right now. You see, in a matter of days Despayre and his partner will be competing in the Main vent of Climax Control, and it's time to pause and address the issues that their opponents will soon find themselves in. I admit that when this match was announced, I was surprised. Despayre? Well, he was thrilled to be allowed to have another tag team match as they are his personal preference, but he had admittedly been hoping to find Gabriel or perhaps Shipman as his partner as they are Sins. They are family. But who, instead, will be standing at his side this time around? None other than Simon Jones, a man making his return to Sin Cit Wrestling, and who has held the World Heavyweight Championship an impressive two times. True Simon Jones is not a Sin, but Despayre certainly could have done worse in regards to a partner."
"Now one of his opponents actually has quite a bit of history with the Sins, or one Sin in particular; Gabriel. Like Simon Jones, and like Gabriel, Sean Jackson has held the top prize of SCW two times, and also, like Simon, he would love nothing more than to become SCW's first three-time World Champion. That path is long and full of treacherous obstacles, and the one most likely to block him effectively is the 'little brother' of the man he dethroned, Despayre."
"You see Sean, you pride yourself on being known as 'the Mental Rapist', but the truth is you're a simple minded deceiver who went to great lengths to win the championship by the foulest means, and then sunk even lower to hold onto it for as long as you did. Your reign was your own, but how you regained the title -- that is where your problems like where Despayre is concerned."
"Family is what we are in the Sins Sean. I'm not certain that you understand that. And like any true family, they watch out for each other. They protect each other, much like Despayre will be protective Gabriel's name when he gains some measure of payback for how you snuck in below the radar and stole the World Heavyweight Championship. And Gabriel will be watching Despayre's back, just to ensure that those you keep in your corner don't find themselves tempted to try anything to give you an unfair advantage. He can keep that shifty ambulance chaser of yours on a short leash, and should those females that have you neutered have a mind to try and stick their noses in? Well, there are ways of neutralizing bitches in heat as well."
"You may worry about Simon Jones, Sean, and how you will try to keep him from realizing his goal and inserting himself into the championship picture as intended, but you need to keep an even closer eye on Despayre. He's not like anything you've ever faced before, and if you think Mister Jones is all you have to focus on, well then you may as well just tuck your tail between your legs and call it a night here and now, because the current Internet Champion will see to it that the only one you have mentally raped, is yourself."
"Now we return you to your originally scheduled broadcast."
Honolulu
Please, join us for a stroll into the distant past, only roughly a year past the time where Synn had first rescued the sixteen year old Joshua Young from the Canadian mental institution known as Broodmoore. Joshua, at that point on known in wrestling circles as Despayre, had just successfully gotten his licence as a professional wrestler, alongside his then full-time tag team partner Gabriel. They had been signed to the world--wide wrestling promotion, the Asylum Wrestling Alliance, and a dynasty that bore much success soon followed.
Mere weeks after their debut in the AWA, and having scored a string of impressive victories over more well established talents, Synn had decided to reward the two young men with a brief vacation at a location where many dream of visiting but few get the chance to realize and fulfill said dreams. Honolulu, Hawaii.
"I don't get it." Gabriel whispered as he stood at Synn's side and watched the young man with a wary eye at this point in time, well before their brotherly bond had taken root between them. "You'd think he'd never been to a beach before."
Despayre had jogged ahead of the two, overly anxious to get as close to the beach front as possible. He kept the teddy bear close against him, having only had possession of it for a few months but to the heart, it seemed a lifetime. He kept it chest high, so that Angel could have the same view that Despayre himself had, because that's what friends do: they share.
"He has." Synn addressed Gabriel quietly as they calmly approached Despayre. The beach was crowded, but only just so. It was a weekday, after all, and the numbers on the sands and in the waters would most assuredly sky rocket once the weekend set in. He was still new to them and his surroundings, and then as could be said for today, they never knew just what might set him off on a violent or emotional tangent. Synn continued, "It's just that it has been awhile. Several years, in fact. If what he told me is accurate, he hasn't been on a beach since before his accident. He barely remembers it."
Gabriel turned his head from Synn, silently pondering to himself the amount of things that he and others take for granted that were like anew for this enigmatic young man.
"Joshua, perhaps it would be best if you kept your sandals on." Synn suggested as he watched the young man slip them from his feet at the edge of the board walk where the sands of the famed Honolulu Beach met the equally impressive boardwalk filled with small booths, stalls and restaurants filled with merchandise, souvenirs and food. Despayre just looked up from the sand to Synn and you would think Synn just took away his favorite toy or best friend, as stricken as his expression was. He fumbled with his beach footwear to place them back on, when Synn yielded, as he was prone to do where the youth was concerned. Even at this early point before anyone knew of the family bond that was shared between the two as father and son.
"Alright." He said. "Have at it."
No more needed be said, as Despayre smiled at them and kicked the sandals back off and jumped from the boardwalk to the beach's sands, and immediately started digging his toes under the grains of sand, drawing in the memories of what it was like, as a child, to feel sand between your toes.
"Hm," Gabriel mused, watching as the affection he felt for "Despy" as he coined him, was only growing over time. "It has been awhile for him, hasn't it?"
"Yes, I think... Joshua?" Synn stopped his original train of thought and called out, "Joshua!" But as he and Gabriel watched, Despayre broke out into a full sprint across the sands, tossing off his towel from around his shoulders, making a straight bee line for the waters! Synn quickly gave chase across the beach, and Gabriel, though growing amusement was evident on his face, quickly followed suit!
The one time Synn had taken Despayre to a pool, the young man had been afraid to even set foot into the water, but once coerced, had taken to it like a fish. Still, Synn did not want to become separated from him and gave chase across the beach and weaving between vacationers and natives, until they came to the coast and Despayre jumped in...
"CANNONBALL!"
Landing with a loud splash and an equally loud "Oof!" emanating from Despayre himself as he landed in a seated position in the water that reached up just above is waist.
Laughing like a lunatic (pun intended), Gabriel caught up with Synn and stood at Despayre's side as he looked around, confusion evident on his face.
"I seem to recall the beach water being deeper." Despayre observed.
"I imagine it has something to do with the fact that you've grown since you last were at a beach." Synn replied as he and Gabriel helped him to his feet, Gabriel passing the soggy teddy bear back to him.
"Blaque Hart Bruce Evans."
"Oh man you have got no idea how long I have waited for you to show your sorry face again in our wrestling circles, just for the sole reason to see you get your teeth knocked down your throat! I bet you think that I have forgotten all about you, haven't you? I bet you think that as time moved on, I have forgotten about what you did to my son, what you did to Despayre, over two years ago during that Halloween show. When you took a fragile minded young man and locked him inside of a coffin and simply left him there, terrified and desperate!"
"Now I admit that in all likelihood, Despayre has blocked that memory from surfacing, and he has all but forgotten what you did. The horror you inflicted buried deep inside of his subconscious. You, Blaque Hart, should be on your knees, giving thanks to whatever God you choose to worship, that you left when you did because I personally had petitioned the SCW staff for a match -- one match -- where I could have taken you by that scrawny neck and twisted it until your head popped off! And quite honestly, you should watch your back because I can honestly say that the temptation is still there. But for now, it's not me you have to worry about. It's Despayre."
"Despayre is what you want to be again, a champion. He has been a champion from his first moments inside of the ring. He has faced men three times his size, dwarfing his five foot seven frame with statures of seven fee or more, and STILL he came out ahead with his head and arms held high! Men who were capable scientific wrestlers! Men who fancied themselves the epitome of the perfect brawler! He has fought them all, and he has walked away the better man! Pity you yourself don't fit into any of those categories, Blaque Hart. A damn shame all you seem to be good for is running away when things get too hot for your liking! And against Despayre? A young man capable of anything when backed into a corner? That ring will seem like Dante's Inferno because you'll find yourself experiencing every single Circle of Hell."
"Even though the memories of that Halloween are buried, he still has his suspicions about you, and that maybe, just maybe, you had something to do with a certain 'plush massacre' experienced in the locker rooms a few years back. Now I don't know what exactly you're hoping to accomplish with the recent name calling and accusations that Despayre is wearing what you say is rightfully yours. From what I remember, you lost that championship to a superior man, cleanly. You were neither robbed nor cheated, so thank your lucky stars that the staff consented to give you what you don't deserve, and that being a championship title match. If you make it past the match in Samoa."
"I mean, one has to wonder if you can really trust that partner of yours, Blaque Hart. Sean Jackson is a manipulative bastard, one of thee best as a matter of fact, and he wants, above all else, to arrive in Brisbane in one piece to hopefully reclaim the World title. The best way to do that would be to throw you to the wolves, and walk away, clean and easy."
"It's what I would do."
Having taken a break from as Despayre called it, "mermaid hunting", he had cast aside his snorkel, goggles and swim fins into the sand so that he could engage in a sand castle building competition with Angel as a means to pass a little more time in the sun and away from the clear waters. The competition was literally Gabriel's idea, as he and Synn both noticed Despayre's fair skin starting to color a light shade of pink thanks to the warm rays of the sun overhead, and the reflective surface of the waters he had been swimming in.
"That's a pretty god castle you got going there Despy!" Gabriel called out from where he was relaxing on the chase lounge.
"Thanks!" Despayre answered back with a smile, looking don at the basic sand castle with pride evident on his face. At least until he turned his head and spotted the colossal sand castle of superior design and size beside him, with Angel before it with a plastic pail an shovel on his paws.
"You show off!" Despayre said hotly, then looked at Gabriel and jetted a thumb at Angel's creation, stating, "He thinks it's all that just because it has a working drawbridge!"
Gabriel gave his buddy a bemused nod when Synn approached them and slapped his palms together.
"Okay you two..." Synn paused, noting his son looking up at him with a quirked brow. "Forgive me. You three." He gestured towards Angel and Despayre was immediately satiated. "Get packed up."
"What?" Gabriel frowned, looking up. "Already?" H objected just as Despayre cried, "Aww! But it's still early! There's plenty of swimming left to do!"
"I am aware, Joshua." Synn smirked. "But that is what we're going to do. Just somewhere else." Before Despayre could voice an objection to attempt to remain at the beach, Synn forestalled his arguments with a hand upheld and he said, "I promise. It' a surprise you'll enjoy. If not, we'll come straight back to the beach."
"Well..." Despayre bit his lower lip. "If you promise..."
To Sua Ocean Trench A ninety eight-foot-deep hole on the Samoan island of Upolu. Intrepid adventurers descend the steep ladder down into the hole, jump from the wooden platform and swim the aquamarine waters below, through a rock arch and among the fish into what visitors say feels like a movie. Nearby lush gardens, lava fields and tide pools await swimmers as a reward for braving this tropical thrill ride.
Despayre's face was lit with excitement at the top of the ladder that descended down into the aquamarine waters where the adventure of a lifetime awaited him and his family. Gabriel had offered to go first, knowing Despy would be more likely to take part in this thrill if Gabriel did so first, and after seeing what awaited them, including a deep cave that could be swum into, Gabriel was only to happy (and eager) to make the offer.
Halfway down the ladder, Gabriel called up, "Hey Despy! After we're done here, I owe Angel five dollars!"
"How come?" Despayre called after him.
"This!"
<img align=left src= "https://holidaythesamoanway.files.wordpress.com/2012/11/trench.jpg" height=266 width=400> And Gabriel turned at the waist on the ladder and leapt -- "FUCKING A!!!!" He yelled as he flew from the ladder and into the waters, crashing with a loud splash!
Despayre laughed with pride and started down the ladder while Synn watched on, ready to follow his son, and Gabriel broke the surface of the water, declaring, "Best. Vacation. EVER!"</td>
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