An Emotional Spectator

[MattyAC]

“As Johnny Grey celebrates becoming new TV Champ, the camera cuts to the backstage area where The Kings of Hardcore are taking it to Zero. They continue fighting around back stage until they end up out by the stage.

Trish looks up and sees Zero getting double teamed, and instantly hops out of the ring and starts to rush when someone from the crowd suddenly grabs her, pulling her over the barrier and hand cuffing her to it. The camera catches a glimpse of the perpetrator as they work their way back up through the crowd, and it's none other then Werwulf.

The shot cuts back to the ring as the Kings have made their way into it with Zero, and as Trish screams, franticly trying to free herself.....”

“As the last word slips from Werwulf's mouth, there is a loud pop from the arena roof, and Angel prepares for the worse, only to find a shower of black rose petals falling from the ceiling.

The Creatures raise their fists high as 'Fuck The World' blasts back over the sound system, and Adrenalin comes to a close.”

As ‘Fuck The World’ ends and the members of cTn disappear from the top of the stage, Angel is left alone in the ring, pondering on the offer that was given to him by Werwulf. He looks out to the crowd, some of them chant out “cTn! cTn!” while others shout out “OCW! OCW!”. The proposition Werwulf offered is tempting to Angel, though he has been loyal to OCW through the years. Angel decides not to think much on it as he leaves the ring.

As Angel heads up the ramp, the sounds of a fan in the crowd can be heard louder than the rest…. But also sounds familiar to Angel. As he turns to his right, he is confronted by the image of one Trish Extreme, still hand-cuffed to the barrier from earlier on in the night. Rage can still be seen on her face, but is soon replaced by sadness at the sight of Angel.

Trish: Help me Angel, please…[/color]

Angel’s eyes shoot straight towards Trish’s. Where as Trish’s eyes are full of emotion, Angels are the opposite. His face is stone dead, making absolute no emotion whatsoever towards Trish. It feels as though time stopped when both of them make contact, but then the feeling is cut short for Trish, Angel making his way back out of the arena.

Trish: ANGEL!!![/color]

Her cries are ignored by Angel, not slowing down for an instance. Tears start to fall down her face; she falls down to her knees. Then from out of nowhere, the OCW security staff run out from behind the curtains. As they reach her, one gets the keys for the hand cuffs out and free Trish. Trish scrambles over the barriers and pushes her way through the security staff up to the top of the ramp and through the entrance.

As she rushes through the backstage area, she aims straight for the medical care, hoping that Zero will be there. She arrives at the entrance, and wastes no time with doors as she kicks it open. As she walks through, a female medic expresses her thoughts about Trish’s actions.

Medic: What the hell are you doing? You realise you just kicked down the door, and that it will have to come out of your paycheck?[/color]

Trish: Right now, I don’t give a crap about a door, what I do care about though is my brother. Where is he?

Medic: Unfortunately, he sustained injuries that are beyond normal first aid. He has been rushed to hospital.

Without a second thought, Trish runs out of the room and heads straight for the exit out of the arena. Leaving her stuff behind, she gets outside and manages to flag down a taxi within minutes. She opens the back door and dives in.

Taxi Driver: Where to?[/color]

Trish: Hospital please, and be quick.[/color]

(Fade/Tag)

[Angel]

As the taxi pulls away the camera pans back bring Angel into view. He watches the taxi drive off before turning around towards the camera. Angel continues his way back into the arena back to the medical area where the female medic is still at. The medic looks towards Angel and approaches. Angel reaches into his pocket and pulls out a wade of cash and hands it to her.

Angel- Thanks.

Angel walks away from the medical area and heads out towards the older lockeroom areas no longer used. Angel enters an unmarked lockeroom and flips on the lights. Laying still knocked out is Zero on a old wooden table. Angel looks over at the cameraman looking slightly annoyed. He walks over and takes the camera and smashes it. The last image shown is Angel pulling over a chair and sitting down next to the knocked out Zero saying something as the camera finally fades out.

[MattyAC]

Eight minutes into the journey, and the taxi stops right in front of the hospital doors. Trish pays the driver and gets out, hurrying towards the entrance. She arrives at the front desk, where a male receptionist is looking at his computer screen.

Trish: Hey, I’d like to know where my brother is being held here.[/color]

Receptionist: Certainly miss, what is his name?

Trish: His names Zero, well that’s his wrestling name but I wouldn’t imagine he’d use his real name… family problems.

The receptionist takes a few minutes, searching for Trish’s brother in the database.

Receptionist: Hmm, well theirs no record down here that a Mr Zero was emitted into this building.[/color]

Trish: That can’t be right; I was told he came to this hospital, this specific building.

Receptionist: Well according to my screen, there has been no record of Zero entering this building; I could double check with upstairs bu….

Trish: DO that please.

The receptionist picks up the telephone as Trish starts to walk up and down the room, confused on why her brother would not be at the hospital the female medic told her he was at. A few minutes go by, and the receptionist puts the phone down, calling Trish over.

Trish: Well?[/color]

Receptionist: I’m sorry, but there is no confirmation that a Mr Zero was emitted into this hospital.

Trish:...thanks...

Trish turns away from the receptionist and walks a few steps before stopping dead. She looks down at the floor. “How could Zero not be here?” This thought runs through Trish’s mind again and again, each time with no results. Each time, madness starts to slowly take over Trish. Then, without warning, she grabs one of the waiting area chairs and launches it across the room, smashing through a glass window.

Receptionist: Hey! What do you think you’re doing?[/color]

The male receptionist gets out from his chair and moves around the desk, making his way to Trish, who has her back to him. He goes to put his hand on her shoulder, and in a quick instant, takes a brutal Ex-Cut onto the marble floor. Hospital security staff comes from the back and surrounds Trish, who doesn’t think twice and gives one unlucky guard an Extreme Force through the entrance door. He slams hard onto the concrete, Trish’s shoulder pushing hard onto his chest. She gets up and runs off down the street before any of the guards can react and makes her way back towards the arena.

(Tag/Fade)