The Future of PBW

I will have the money
He shall feel the power
They will give the respect.

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Scene One - Arriving in Las Vegas

"Man, it feels great to be back here in Las Vegas."

I step through the tunnel along with several passengers ready for their opportunity to gamble their sorries away. Jessica stands beside me with a carry o bag trailing behind her. I stand there in a white polo shirt and a pair of black jeans. I take a glance at Jessica who stands there in a long yellow dress. She is smiling, a smile which could light a room fit for a king. We step forward as we see the busy airport. I take a deep breath, smelling the crisp air. The room cooled by the breeze received from the central air going throughout the building. I continue to walk when I stop by the vibrating feeling from my right leg. I drop the black duffel bag which I am holding as I reach. I reach and pull out a black razor phone and take a glance at the lit up screen. I smile a bit before answering.

"Well, look who it is. Man, it has been a long time since I spoke with you."

(Larry Fields)"Yeah, it has been a pretty long time hasn't it? Well the reason I am calling is because even though I may not be returning to Point blank wrestling. I am in the wrestling business. And Rick I opened a small stock trading business back in Miami. I am competing in a small indy promotion based in Miami and also making some cash. But reason I am calling is I am thinking of using PBW talent as the spokesmen for my company. For mainly commercials and such. I would like you to be the spokesperson since you are Rich and talented.But none the less what I am asking is not for you to come down here to Miami on short notice but to do one thing. I was wondering if you can... if I could, well basically place your face on our product. This will bring business for us and promote Point Blank and well... you."

(Rick)"Larry, let me take some time to think on it. Basically I am more focused on my upcoming match against Shawn Alexander Cage and PBW locker room. But my focus is on the PBW Pacific championship. So let me worry about this upcoming PBW event and I will give you a call later."

(Larry)"Alright man, just call me at my office on Miami. Just look up Hailstorm Enterprises. Talk to ya later man."

As I put my phone back in my right pocket my wife is yawning from the long tiring flight. I reach over and begin to rub her on her back as I get closer towards her right ear. I pull her hair back and begin to whisper into her ear.

(Rick)"After I win against Shawn Alexander Cage, we can go to Paris for the weekend."

I smile towards her as she responds back with a smile. We grab one another's hands and begin to walk off as the screen slowly fades away.

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Scene Two - Fiesta Rancho Casino Hotel

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(Rick)"God I pray that my remaining days on this earth shall prosper. God may this weeks event prosper as well. Let me win this not for me. But for my daughter Sarah so I may bring better things for her than I had at child. Please god let Sarah have a better life than I was awarded with at child. With this said god I pray for my opponents. For no injuries and for them to be at top condition. I pray god that Shorty Jr. may have a great return one day. In Jesus name, AMEN."

I sit on my knees over the hotel room bed. Red lavender comforters and white fluffy pillows. The walls colored as pale as ever. Jessica below gaining pleasure at the spa. I continue to sit on my knees, thinking to myself. I think on the past career in Pro wrestling and my career now. I think on the times I spent with my shoulders pinned to the mat. I think on how my career never prospered. I get to my feet and walk towards the mirror, located on the right upper mid wall. I stare into it for a few moments. Staring back at a man dressed in a white sweatshirt and sweat pants. A man with a goal. I turn a frown into a smile over the next few seconds. I begin to nod until i slowly begin to utter some words.

I'am the future of PBW

With the words said I close my eyes for a moment before continuing.

(Rick)"The time has come. The time for nothing more than change is here. For weeks I have been debating. Debating on weather Destroying shawn this week at Shockwave would prosper or be another chain of failure in my rich undeserving life. But after the few months with my daughter I had a chance to come to a decision. My daughter is my inspiration and the inspiration which brought me to PBW. Even though the Professor is currently held up. And even though I haven't got a clue to who is running behind the scenes. I know one thing. I am still the Rick Bridget the fans all knew and loved. I am not turning on the people who created me as a superstar. I am coming with passion and coming with desire. And my desire is the Pacific Championship."

"I open my eyes and stare back at myself. Knowing that i was dreaming.I'm back at PBW arena in my dream.I see a Camera man pop right in front of me.It startled me a little and it dawn to me that this was just another one of Rick Bridget dreams.I stared at the camera then i began to speak..."

(Rick)"This week on Shockwave marks the Days of are lives. This is marking the birth of a legacy. This is the event which will not only determine winners but determine a true champion in PBW.Shawn, i don't want to be mean or anything but you do not belong.You don't have a chance with the future PBW Champion.Your the type of person that would stand in the way of me becoming Champion.But if you do stand in my way i will knock you down like the weirdo you are.I got a lot of respect for you man. It's just a game inside the squared canvas.This game will have a winner and a loser,so which one you prefer? I think i already know the answer. Little Shawn wants to be the winner.Well i tell you what you Martha Stewart reject, you got to be a bad son of a bitch to pin my shoulders on the mat. "

(Rick)"Shawn I have some more for you when I get in the serious mood. "Ladies and Gentlemen of the PBW I stand before you a happy man. I look forward to Shockwave and getting to re-acquaint myself with those familiar faces of my past. I also look forward to mixing it up with the new kids on the block, those who aren't lucky enough to truly know what they are getting themselves into. And who won't know what they have gotten themselves into until it's too late and I'm already standing above them, grim reaper to the left of me, prepared to send their pathetic little asses to the afterlife. I'm the walking, talking, son of Satan, hellbent on painting the canvas red with blood. Stand against me and fall victim to my wrath. Stand with me and reap the rewards of being untouchable.I'm the handsome Devil...

THE END!!!