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Family Reward; Greg Segier vs Asesino
Topic Started: Mar 17 2011, 01:37 PM (73 Views)
JustinH
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Nikodemous Segier was an ageing legend in the wrestling business, his wrinkles deeply engraved into his face, each etching out a story of his life. His greying goatee was bushy and unkempt, eyes sunk deep into his skull, his hair was a mass of brown and grey pulled neatly back into a pony tail, for his age, Nikodemous was the man! Often referred to as Nik by his friends, the former star of wrestling lay slumped in his favourite chair watching television. He uncannily resembled “The Dude” in the film “The Big Lebowski”.

He retired several years ago from the circuit and enjoyed much more peaceful life on a farm, living off the land and relaxing with his beautiful wife, Jennifer. Nik caught himself day-dreaming of days gone by. It was a good year to day dream, for this year Nik Segier found himself turning fifty years old.

He looked over at a photo of the family, Nik casually holding his Wife Jennifer whilst two children smiled up at the camera with big grins. One boy and one girl, the boy having lost a front tooth. He smiled for a moment and turned back to the television, eyes glazing over.

The phone suddenly rings.

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24 Hours earlier.

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Gregory Segier felt good. It had been a while since the crowd had seen his talents and it was of no surprise that he won another match. The S V O had accepted Greg quickly and feathers were already being ruffled.

"That idiot Cody Williams" Greg mumbled to himself, assessing the room in which he found himself.

The office room was plush, antique and refined. Warm red carpets doused the room with its rich dark maple furniture. A simple bookcase stood proud in the corner of the room, filled with texts and photos of various dignitaries. Greg caught himself sliding his finger against the smooth wooden surface. The door burst open and Greg jumped, spinning round to attention.

"Sorry to keep you waiting Mr. Segier, I'm Mike Booth" He held his hand out which Greg cautiously accepted. Mike motioned to the seat opposite the desk and Greg found himself slowly lowering himself into the soft black leather.

"I've been running a few things by the guys here and I have to say, we are very impressed by your skills in the ring, you'll make a huge asset to the team we've assembled." Mike rattled off the words at a dizzying pace, with a soft southern accent.

"I'm not happy at the people I had to call up, most of them don't like me, let alone want to hear what I have to say." Greg forced back, he had a point to prove with this meeting.

There was a moments silence before Mike Booth scratched his chin and spoke with a smile.

"You did a good job Gregory." Mike reassured. "Blackout was a very tough opponent, we had to be sure we got the right guy." Mike opened out his hand and gestured to a decanter on the table. "Brandy?"

"No thanks." Greg declined politely.

"Oh come on, you only turn twenty one once." Mike smiled and poured out a glass.

Greg paused for a moment, he had completely forgotten about his birthday, and quickly grabbed the drink with his hand. Ever since he stopped talking to his family, birthdays didn't have the same meaning.

"Here's to your first victory and next bout Segier."

The glasses clinked for a moment before each man took a sip. Mike quickly wiped his mouth and continued talking.

"From the list we gave you last week, and your hard work, we have been able to secure several signatures. It's going to help shape and change the dynamic of the Organisation, plus with you spearheading the campaign, we can do no wrong."

There was a moments silence whilst Greg gathered his thoughts.

"None of those names want me to spearhead the assignment, we both know this, there are far more suitable candidates. I'm just here to get on with the job, get paid and then get the hell out of here." Greg smiled politely, watching a frown emerge on the head of the man sitting opposite.

"You do realise, that this isn't just a quick fix, what we intend to do is revolutionise things here. Not just reinvent the brand, but completely change the format and image. This is bigger than both of us Greg. We are merely pawns in a bigger game, a game with big rewards. Rewards which you earned." Mike tossed a piece of paper casually.

"Your next match is against Asesino, a former company man. His services are no longer required. Use whatever means you wish to deal with him."

"Anything I should know about this guy." Greg raised an eyebrow, looking at the piece of paper and the number below.

"He has speed, he was hired for potential, but felt like he deserved more than what he was receiving. He left the Corporation and joined a few other guys. He's a former tap out champion and he's defeated Amos at one point or another so don't think he's just a down and out guy. He still has a lot to play for."

Greg imagined the work he would have to pull to defeat a guy with experience and speed. He worked out a plan in his head. Formulating ideas and tactics quickly.

"Why don't you use one of your old contacts..." Mike started

"I don't think so." Greg cut him off quickly.

"Lone wolf, I get it. Look you're going to have to work as a team at some point, why don't you put the feelers out to a few people." Mike sat with a smile on his face.

"What's the number at the bottom of this piece of paper?" Greg narrowed his eyes.

"Your reward for winning last week. We are like a big family Greg. Family is important to us and it is important to you. You're turning twenty one tomorrow, you should be at least speaking to the man who taught you."

Greg paused for a moment and stood up.

"I don't speak to my family anymore, they abondoned me a few years ago."

"Somehow I highly doubt that Greg. It didn't take one of our guys long to find this number out. Why don't you give them a call and find out what you've been missing out on."

Greg stood up and looked at the piece of paper. He nodded and turned to leave.

"Remember who we are Greg and what we can do for you. You keep that in mind tonight." Mike turned away whilst Greg left the room.

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24 Hours Later

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Greg sat on the edge of the bed looking at the piece of paper in his hands. His own perspiration had left a damp edge on the paper whilst he had a thousand thoughts running through his mind.

He hadn't spoken to his family in years. He remember why he hadn't called and his mind began to fill with rage and confusion.

Pushing back his dark mane from his face he felt a pang of guilt run through his veins.

"This is stupid" he muttered to himself.

Looking out the window of his motel, the day had come into full bloom, it was his twenty first birthday and no-one to share it with, he knew what had to be done.

Asesino would have to wait, his time was on Showdown. Greg would make quick and easy work of this former company man. A new revolution had begun, one filled with promise and expectation.

He picked up the phone.

And dialled.
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