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When tragedy strikes - Following Climax Control
« on: February 22, 2015, 11:52:25 PM »
 It was near ten p.m., and the rear parking garage of Stockholm's Hovet was still filled with various rental cars, taxi cabs, and even a handful of limos, all ready to take the Superstars and Bombshells of Sin City Wrestling either out to celebrate at one of the local night clubs, to a restaurant yet remaining open at this late hour for a bite to eat, or simply back to their respective hotel to catch some much needed sleep.

Yet leaving the vicinity was a lot easier said than done, because as was the norm for after the usual wrestling events, fans of all ages hung out backstage near the cars to catch a glimpse of their favorites in the hops of getting an autograph or a picture, or for those of looser morals known as 'ring rats', an invitation back to the wrestler's hotel for a night of carnal pleasures.

"I really am not in the mood for this." Synn sighed as he led not just Gabriel and Despayre out through the exit, but the men were also accompanied by their special guests for the show, namely Despayre's mother, Margaret, and grandmother, Victoria.

Many fans were preoccupied by other men and women of Sin City Wrestling taking their leave, and in hopes of finding out where the traditional partying might be taking place so they could happen to show up as well to join their favorites in the festivities. However not all were distracted as Synn might have hoped, and a number of eager fans approached the Sins, taking respectful care not to get too near their guests. Hated as Gabriel himself was, and as controversial as Synn could be, they still had their loyal fan base.

"Price of fame." Margaret teased Synn as the big man scribbled his name on a scrap of paper for a young fan, while Despayre took his usual spot behind Gabriel and Synn due to his natural affinity towards strangers getting too close. Oh he would sign an autograph here and there and might shyly pose for a picture or two, but it was painfully clear the discomfort was there.

Yet when he did take a moment to scrawl his and Angel's names on a piece of paper with his usual purple crayon, it brought a smile of delight on the faces of Victoria and Margaret both that their 'little boy' had found such a place in the world where he was both loved and admired.

Margaret lovingly stroked his face and he fidgeted with the excitement of a son's pride as he said, "Amanda and I won! We're going to the finals of the tourney-o-ment!"

Margaret answered, "Your grandmother and I were so proud of you. And we'll be there cheering you on again in that match too."

Victoria looked over her daughter's shoulder and whispered, "Will he be alright?"

Despayre and Margaret both turned to look as a disgruntled Gabriel stood to the side, signing a picture here and there but it was clear his mind was not into it.

Despayre declared, "Gabriel will be fine! He's gonna win too!"

"He just wasn't expecting Drexel to do what he did." Synn said as he approached. "Or that Christian would have allowed it. But Joshua is right." He patted Despayre on the shoulder. "Gabriel will have no trouble retaining."

He was about to say something else when the tell-tale hum of his cell phone went off, and Synn groaned.

"Oh what now?" He mumbled as he reached into his pocket and fished out his phone. Taking a glance at the caller ID, he frowned. "It's Rage."

"Rage?" Gabriel repeated as he approached. "What would he be calling for now? It has to be just the afternoon there in Nevada."

"He probably wants to congratulate me an' Amanda!" Despayre stated confidently.

"Yes, I'm certain that's it." Synn said as he switched the phone on and answered, "Hello? ... Yeah, we're just leaving now. Why? ... What?" The frown creasing Synn's brow told them that all was not as it should be. He went on, his tone of voice growing more uncharacteristically frantic. "What happened!? ... Where! ... Never mind! We'll catch the first flight back!"

And with that, Synn switched off his cell and the first person to speak up was Gabriel who asked, "What happened? Was it Phil?"

"No." Synn said, his face having lost all color. "It's Theresa."

Synn looked up into their faces.

"She's had a heart attack."
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