Two weeks ago-
Old Skool: So how do we do this? Do I lay down or what is the standard ops for this kind of thing?
Female: Well its quite simple you lay here and I'll do all the work for you. Easy enough?
Both chuckle and Old Skool nods his head and begins to undress while the seemingly young female goes into the other room...
Present day (24hrs prior to match)
Scene - Just outside the Egypt Stadium where the city is alive with the flow of traffic and people moving about in their everyday lives. Old Skool and Darren walk about the stadium's lot where they workout and take in the view of everything about them. Darren his brother was riding a rental bike while Old Skool jogged on foot.
Darren: So you feelin better about all this?
Old Skool: Hell yeah! Much better than I have in a long time my brother.
Darren: good because I want to know no matter what you decide after this I got your back to the end.
Old Skool: You know you take dramatic shit to the next level when you think somethings about to end right? I'm not going anywhere!
Old Skool shouts just before taking his final sprint to the end of the southeast lot. He'd made this a traditional thing which stopped when he left SCW, in which he would run around the entire building or stadium the day before the match to get a good burn in him before a match.
Old Skool: Egypt is the perfect place for this Phoenix to rise my man. Think about the culture...the history and struggle. Its the right place to break this taboo I've been having with my matches.
Darren: I've been meaning to ask you what happened that night you went to see Dr. Barnes? You've been in work mode since I saw you last and you've been hitting the weights like a beast.
Old Skool: When I first came to Sin City Wresting I torn through this company like a force of nature. If I hadn't let ghost back into my life I would still or have been champion by now.
Old Skool replies taking a breath near one of the light poles and shadow boxing it as he make actual contact with the steel beam. The gonging sounds echoing out in the lot as he continues.
Old Skool: You know some of the history here is much like my life in some way. I felt like a slave to the average working man and don't get me wrong go team America but I know I'm meant for more and so I'm gonna go hard or not at all.
Darren: How you figure you and Egypt have something in common.
Old Skool: We're both broken deep at the heart but the city is still standing though centuries of change has been brought about. I feel the sameway with every match I lose. Lets face it I have not set the best example of being sin-sational unless you count sensational failure! AAHH!!!
Old Skool Stresses his last word as his tape hand comes into full impact with the pole. His eyes burn into the pole as he thinks back to two weeks ago...
Female: Now isn't this better than some stuffy old couch chair?
Old Skool: Man! If anyone told me I would be trying something like this I would have punched them in the eye, seriously. Say? What the hell is my malfunction?
Female: Thats why we're here to help you get over that hurdle you keep tripping up on.
Old Skool: You're to doc...doc...
Present...
Darren: Look I know you got some kind of dragging guilt or whatever from your time over seas but come on you can beat this! I know you better than anyone and you have overcome worst in your life.
Old Skool looks to his brother thoughtfully though his eyes were still burning with intensity, he nodded and stood back from the pole looking up at the sky taking slow deep breathes.
Old Skool: I saw our old man...yeah I saw him and I pounded on his without any intention of stopping.
Darren looks up at Old Skool for the first time and his eye narrow before speaking.
Darren: That's not even possible...I thought he died a few years back that's what we were told!
Old Skool: Yeah thats what I was told too then I got word from one of his friends who he owes a shit load of money too? You know the ones who tried or thought I would pay off his debts?
Darren: They should have known better than to come to a pissed off golden gloves boxer huh?
Old Skool: You're taking this better than I thought...what going through your head?
Darren: Someone has to keep you grounded, I can't if I'm all up in the air about shit like you. I'll probably rage out later when I'm alone. Anyway you didn't stop or you could have stopped?
Turning around to face his brother he smiles and shakes his head knowing this will all come to a head sooner or later.
Old Skool: The asshole told me where he was I...just waited and wondered how this man did what he did to our moms and just walked away from us to fend you know? I never once took the time to think about what might have happened if I ever saw him.
Darren: Considering you told m to forget about him and here you are going all taxi driver on him in the middle of the street?
Old Skool laughs hard and wipes a tear from his eyes as Darren begins laughing with him.
Old Skool: Oh MY GOD!!! You have no idea! I didn't know I was moving til I was in his face and already hitting the bitch! It wasn't planned it wasn't even an idea I just auto piloted right to him. The suprise on his face as he tried to figure out who I was at first.
Darren: He though you were there to collect money from him huh?
Old Skool: I think so...but then he did the strangest thing. He stopped struggling...not because I over powered him, but he recognized me and just let me vent on his ass. I let him go and ran off when I realized that was him trying to get forgiveness out of me.
Darren: Damn! Thats deeper than I thought it would be...thats why you went to that doctor I told you about?
He remained silient but in the end he nodded before they started slowly back to their hotel rooms.
Two weeks ago...
Dr. Barnes: This is an aquatic massage and its been known to release a lot of stress in the body. It makes relaxing a hundred times better. I want you to think happy thought before we get into the more serious aspect of your demons shall we say?
Old Skool: My demons aren't toothless doc believe me!
Old Skool closes his eyes and tries to think possitive things but only sees the matches he lost over the past few months since his return. The doctor notices the stress on his face though he is suppose to be relaxing and sunddenly he feels a body next to him but on top of the water sheet that already covers him from neck to foot.
Old Skool: Doc?
Dr. Barnes: Shhh...relax and let the water just massage you don't think about anything and just listen the aquatic massage and the sounds it makes.
Dr. Barnes: Now...tell me about your family, likes and dislikes and what you love most in life...
Present...the hotel
Old Skool: Alright so Casey Williams is in the house against yours truly? This will be the defining match between the both, because tha'ts a big boy let me tell you and to top it off I think he was a title holder at one point and time here in SCW. I was winning a'lot of matches but I hadn't really grabbed the brass ring even back then.
Darren: I already he's going to underestimate you after you last match but don't dwell on it it. I have his matches even from the old federation days, study,study,study, and I will see you in the morning. He's a man with talent but he just a man all the same. You're better! The bigger they are?
Old Skool: The harder I knock them down!
Both: KILL'EM ALL AND LET GOD SORT IT OUT!!! AAAAAHHHH!!!
Old Skool: Heh...we haven't said that in awhile too. I'll look over the videos and see you for breakfast.
As old Skool hits the lobby he stops at the front desk and is greeted by one of the bellmen giving him a message. Looking it over he smiles brightly and takes a deep breath.
Old Skool: I can't wait to see you too.
Fade out
