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Anxiously Waiting...; Showdown # 012 [Debut Match]
Topic Started: Jan 12 2008, 07:13 PM (118 Views)
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The Reflection of Perfection
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June 2002
The Tokyo Dome
Tokyo, Japan
1900 Local time
IWE Heavyweight Champion "The Reflection of Perfection" Cody Williams vs Nomad


I remember it like it was yesterday. There I was sitting backstage in the Tokyo Dome on a wrestling tour awaiting my world title defense against the ever menacing Nomad. There was something about that day that was gloomy: It was raining cats and dogs, I had to drive to the arena four hours in advance because traffic was brutal..Something wasn't right about that day and little did I know it was about to get worse. What I worked hard for my whole life would downward spiral and crash before my very eyes.

The match was going great, we were making smooth transitions, our story was coming off well, and the Japanese crowd just ate it up. Nomad kicked me in my stomach and went to go for a powerbomb but for some reason, even with my help he couldn't pick me up all the way and dropped me on my neck.

That was it.

Waking up in the hospital was another thing. My family was rushed to be with me in Japan. I looked at their faces and the tears that ran down their saddened faces told another story. My manager and girlfried Sasha was at my bedside, a sobbing mess. She massaged my hand as I slowly turned my head to the side where my doctor was standing there with a clipboard in his hand. His handlebar moustache curled up as he slowly started to shake his head.

"I'm sorry Mr. Forbes but.." he said. And what was only one sentence and two seconds seemed like an eternity, "you are paralyzed from the waist down."

My jaw suddenly dropped and my face turned white as the news sunk in. "Wha.. What do you mean?"

"You suffered a serious neck injury and it compressed ur spine. The chances of you walking again are one in 300,000. It would be nothing short of a miracle"

A miracle.

Well I guess that makes me a miracle boy then.

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12 January 2008
Williams Estate
1059 Local time
Beverly Hills, CA


A bead of sweat trickled down my brow as my body tried to return to its normal body temperature. Here I am, STANDING in my Beverly Hills home as I walk to the refrigerator after a grueling workout. I grab its stainless steel handle and open it up as I begin to analyze its contents. I grab a bottle of Fiji water and close the door. I slowly unscrew the top and put the bottle to my lips as I down the cold, replenishing water.

I was never one to just settle for the things in life and just let nature take its course. No. I am the kind of guy who takes action, who cannot just sit around and not make things happen. I knew that I didn't want to live the rest of my life in a wheelchair, putting a burden on my family and on my career. Sure, I had a bank acount that had more zeroes than you can imagine and life was good. But my pride, my honor, would be broken if I didn't at least try. 250,000 dollars later and sheer will power and here I am, standing before you today, in the flesh.

Ring Ring Ring.

"Hello?" I answered. "Oh yeah hey, what's going on man?"

It was my good friend and the guy who trained me to be a wrestler, Aaron "DOOMSDAY" Irving. He was a behemoth of a man, six feet ten, 369 lbs. But he could do things you couldn't imagine someone his size even attempting. I placed my phone on top of my marble island countertop and put it on speakerphone.

"Nothing much man, just thought i'd give you a call and see what was going on with you" his low, bassy, raspy voice replied.

"I just got done working out, i'm going to go pick up Sasha from the tanning salon and then we're going to hop on the jet and fly to Las Vegas for tomorrow."

"You always wait till the last minute."

"Well, first off no I don't. Second I have a personal jet Aaron. I can come and go as I please, why would I want to sit in front of some six year old kid who likes to kick the back of people's chairs for fun when I can lay down in a king size bed on my jet?"

You can hear Aaron give out a sigh as he always did when I basked on about my lifestle, "Well, I guess you're right. I got your message. You signed with the Sanctioned Violence Organisation huh. So how do you feel? Are you nervous?"

"Heh. Me? Nervous? Come on, you know me!" In actuality I couldn't have been more nervous. I haven't stepped foot into a wrestling ring in over five years and I would be making my return match at Sunday Showdown. "And plus, i'm wrestling some guy named Malik Roland. So, unless he's like the loch ness monster, i'm not too worried."

"Never underestimate your opponents Cody. You never know."

"Yeah yeah yeah. All I know is that I got a lot riding on this match up tomorrow night. The newspapers, the internet reporters, photographers, the radio stations.. You name it. They are all going to be there. Five years in the making, from Main Events to an opening match for sVo."

"I read a news article the other day in the San Francisco Chronicle, they were questioning whether or not you still had it or if you were just another washed up has been who thinks he can still wrestle."

"Did you see the bets? Everyone is betting against me, the odds are like 1 in 25 are betting that Malik Roland is going to win. We'll see about that! Hey man, I gotta go, Sasha is calling."

"Alright Cody, take it easy and break a leg"

"Haha, very funny."

Click. I switch over to the other line, "Hey babe what's up?"

"I've been waiting for over 20 minutes now where are you?"

"I'm on my way, i'm turning on Capitol Avenue right now. Just sit tight, bye."

I grabbed my track jacket off of the bar stool and opened up my key cabinet. What to drive, what to drive. It feels like a casual day so I grab the keys to the Range Rover and rush to the front door.

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I can't believe i'm doing this.

I'm actually going through with this.

I never thought that i'd be stepping foot in a wrestling ring ever again.

But here I am.

Waiting.

Anxiously awaiting my return.
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