The room was large, clean, and sterilized to the brink of the scent of the different fluids used for cleaning is wont to burn the nostrils were you not used to it. There was not much to the room, as it was one used for recreation for patients of the California psychiatric hospital. A handful of cushioned chairs, a matching sofa, a few plastic tables, books scattered throughout, and a large screen plasma TV propped up against the wall, just out of reach of the average patient.
The room was almost void of occupants, save for two doctors and two patients. The one doctor would be familiar to the eyes of Sin City Wrestling; the man named most unfortunately Kraven Moorehead. The other was one of his colleagues, Doctor Samuel Valentine; a man of younger years who was not only someone Kraven Moorehead spoke of with a small degree of respect despite the difference in ages, but he was also something of a wrestling fan, so he kept a close watch on the antics of his peer's patient, and some believed reported his findings to the higher ups of the hospital.
The other two within the room, the patients, were of course known to us as well, as one was Twisted Sister, and the other was her sometimes tag team partner, and whom many of the hospital staff believed to be the more unstable of the two, the Iron Maiden. The two maniacs were huddled together on the floor, playing with what appeared to be a doll and Lincoln Logs. While they kept to themselves, the two doctors conversed.
Doctor Kraven Moorehead: "So can I assume you witnessed what happened in Samoa?"
Doctor Samuel Valentine: "Yes Doctor. I tune in out of morbid curiosity each time your patient is booked to compete, as you well know."
Doctor Kraven Moorehead: "And, I imagine you have something to say, as you so often do."
Doctor Samuel Valentine shook his head.
Doctor Samuel Valentine: "Doctor, the only thing I can say is that your patient could have broken that young woman's neck, or worse. Does that not bother you in even the slightest?"
Doctor Kraven Moorehead shrugged his shoulders, then yielded by nodding.
Doctor Kraven Moorehead: "Okay, I will admit that her actions were, unfortunate, to say the least. Miss Patterson's sister did not do anything to deserve such treatment, but..."
Doctor Samuel Valentine raised his eyebrows.
Doctor Samuel Valentine: "But? Why did I have the feeling there would be a 'but' in this?"
Doctor Kraven Moorehead shifted his stare from watching his two 'favorite' patients back to his colleague.
Doctor Kraven Moorehead: "... but, young Katie was warned beforehand not to be in attendance. Her sister knew full well that during the heat of battle, my patient and her opponent might be capable of anything. Yet they allowed their mother, of all people, to bully Miss Patterson into bringing her sister to ringside."
Doctor Samuel Valentine: "So?"
Doctor Kraven Moorehead: "So, I was under the impression that Miss Patterson was a grown woman. Yet her decision to allow her mother to force her sister upon her is what placed her in harm's way. Then the fact young Katie did not get away from the action when given the chance is also a factor."
Doctor Samuel Valentine: "At any point, is this your patient's fault?"
Doctor Kraven Moorehead: "Oh yes, and I'm sure the fires were flamed within Miss Patterson. It should make for an intriguing confrontation once they are on the ship."
Doctor Samuel Valentine: "Perhaps, but now Miss Patterson is fighting for her family. That might make things harder for your patient."
Doctor Kraven Moorehead nodded in agreement.
Doctor Kraven Moorehead: "Oh I couldn't agree more. But as you've seen in the past, the harder the opponent puts up a struggle, the harder my patient fights to subdue her. In the end, Miss Patterson's desire for revenge will be her own undoing."
Doctor Samuel Valentine blew a breath through his lips.
Doctor Samuel Valentine: "If you say so doctor. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to take a smoke break while I have the chance."
He reached into his pocket, presumably for his cigarettes but frowned.
Doctor Samuel Valentine: "My lighter is gone, where is...?"
Suddenly the two patients start cackling in high pitched glee and the two doctors turned their heads to see the doll tied to a set of Lincoln logs and it had been set on fire. The fire alarm went off, and soon after, the room's sprinkler system. The two doctors hurried over to put a stop to the two women's antics.
Doctor Samuel Valentine: "What do they think they're doing?"
Doctor Kraven Moorehead: "Playing 'Joan of Ark' would be my best guess!"
The last thing seen as the doll melted was a name badge pinned to it, reading "Traci Patterson"
</color></size>
