Post by Sons of Gold (金の息子) on May 2, 2019 12:51:40 GMT -8
How did we get here?
(Part 1)
Underground Zero Wrestling School, Trouble Trax Gym, 1 Glory Drive, Atlanta, GA
Earlier this Year
He walked towards the larger of the three practice rings. On the canvas sat the latest intake of students. He took a quick scan of the new batch, and identified a couple of promising competitors from the half dozen faces. Well, they looked promising at least. It's not as if he'd seen any of them actually wrestle.
Two of them were standing apart from the group. Next to them, a stern faced woman was showing one how to apply a headlock to the other. As she gave them words of encouragement they backed onto the ropes, and the man with the headlock found himself catapulted across the ring. On the return his former victim dropped him to the mat with a shoulder block, causing him to land awkwardly on his left shoulder. The student writhed on the mat.
Woman: GET UP!!!
He struggled to his feet.
Woman: I swear to god James, either your back is gonna hit the canvas or your ass is gonna hit my boot... head over to ring three and don't come back till you can take a bump. MOVE!
The student did as he was told.
Woman: The rest of you, run the ropes, take a bump on the second return. 30 circuits, try not to run into each other. GO!
Sean smiled as he made his way over to the canvas. The students began their drill as the trainer moved over to the corner and leaned back against the turnbuckles
Sean: Morning Tonya
Tonya Glory, head trainer, turned towards her deputy. She shook her head.
Tonya: You're back early. I take it your Scouting session went as well as I expected.
Sean raised his hands and looked down. She was right, she did expect it, and she had spent the five days leading up to his departure making that abundantly clear.
Sean: Okay, I admit it "Mr Talent" was woefully missold to me. Still, his agent paid for the flight and board so who's complaining?
Tonya: I am.
Sean: We're making money Tonya.
Tonya: It's not about the money Hero. I wanna see these kids with gold round their waists.
Sean: Well, Jaz Davis is doing pretty well for herself.
Tonya sighed
Tonya: Point taken. I guess given what happened at Supershow II I'd say we're lucky to be here at all.
Sean nodded
Sean: Speaking of which, has Johnny boy checked in?
Tonya sighed again, and nodded.
Tonya: I'd give him a wide berth if I were you. He's been in a foul mood all morning. He was meant to be running submission drills today but... well...
Tonya gestured up towards the big glass window that overlooked the training area. Behind it lay the Directors' offices, and through it Sean could just make out the sillhouette of Jon Kellar.
Sean: I'll go talk to him...
Tonya: Good luck.
Sean looked at her quizzically, what did she mean by that?
