.::Flashback::.
[A young boy [Damian Daley] rides in the back seat of his parents' station wagon. Damian is around the age of 12. He gazes out of the window and watches all the trees zoom by.]
-[Damian]- Where are we going mom?
-[Mom]- We're going to see a doctor Damian....
[Damian looks puzzled.]
-[Damian]- But mom I feel fine...
[A single tear runs down the mother cheek as the car takes a sharp left into a parking lot with a sign that read: Philmore's Psichiatric Facility. The car parks and the three get out of the car. After going into the lobby and waiting for thirty minutes in the cold waiting room, Damian, his mother, and his father enter the doctor's office. There are three chairs situated in front of a desk, to the far left there is a couch. The family sits in the chairs.]]
-[Doctor]- So...What brings us here today?
[The doctor smiles and waits for a response.]
-[Mom]- Well quite frankly soctor, we're concerned about our son, Damian's, well being.
-[Doctor]- What seems to be the problem.
[Damian looks to his right, over at his mother, who is avoiding eye contact with him. He looks to his left, where his father is doing the same.]
-[Mom]- Damian...He is a very loving son, well behaved... But there are days, where he seems depressed, uninterested in the world, and all he and his friends do is knock themselves senseless in the backyard with broomsticks!
-[Damian]- It's called wrestling mom! I want to be a wrestler when I grow up.
[His father looks over at him scoldingly.]
-[Father]- Wrestling? That isn't wrestling! I went to state championships when I wrestled at USC! That's wrestling. What you do is a bunch of senseless beating!
-[Damian]- It's not senseless it's what I love.]
-[Mom]- Damian, don't talk back to your father.
[The doctor raises an eyebrow.]
-[Doctor]- Would the two of you mind if I had a private conversation with Damian? Just to as a few questions...
-[Mom]- Oh of course.
[His parents get up and exit the room.]
-[Doctor]- Damian, right?
-[Damian]- Yeah.
[Damian avoids eye contact with the shrink.]
-[Doctor]- Mind if I ask a few questions?
[Damian nods his head.]
-[Doctor]- Damian, do you like wrestling?
-[Damian]- Yeah.
-[Doctor]- What do you like so much about wrestling?
-[Damian]- I like to hurt people...
[The doctor looks a bit taken aback by this young boys answer.]
-[Doctor]- You like hurting people?
-[Damian]- I like being hurt too...The pain just makes it that more fun...I'm going to be a wrestler one day...
-[Doctor]- But Damian... Why do you enjoy pain?
-[Damian]- Because without pain...Life isn't...life.
[The doctor writes down something on a piece of paper, Damian peaks over and sees that it reads, "regulated counseling suggested".]
-[Doctor]- Wait here...I need to go speak with your parents...
.::Flashback::.
Scene 1
[I sit there, standing in front of the mirror in my dressing room. I feel the various scars on my body that I have acquired over the years. Nothing can compare to the rush, the ecstasy of pain for one who is numb. As I stare into my own eyes, I realize that I was destined to end up here in the BAE. There's a sudden knock on the door.]
-[The Savage]- Who is it?
[The knocking continues. I open the door, in my door way stands a tall slinder blonde. She holds in her hand a tape recorder. She extends her hand and smiles. I shake her hand.]
-[The Savage]- Is there something I can help you with?
-[Jessica Smith]- I'm Jessica Smith. A reporter for a local newspaper. I'm doing an article on you. I was just wondering if I can ask a few questions?
[I contemplate for a moment and shake my head. I sit down on the couch, she sits next to me.]
-[Jessica Smith]- I'm going to turn on the tape recorder now.
-[The Savage]- Bring it on I guess.
[She presses play.]
-[Jessica Smith]- So you started in backyard wrestling, correct?
-[The Savage]- Yeah that's right.
-[Jessica Smith]- Tell me a little bit about your beginings.
-[The Savage]- I grew up in a city in northern california. Middle america family you know? Never rich, but not quite poor. Growning up there was a bunch of kids in my neighborhood. We all watched WWF. So we'ed go into, usually my backyard, and kick the crap out of eachother... Don't get me wrong, it wasn't just mindless clobbing. We were legit, you know? We were slamming eachother through tables before we could even drive.
[She nods and smiles.]
-[Jessica Smith]- So you graduated and went straight to the indies?
-[The Savage]- Well, sad as it is... I did not graduate... Due to problems at home, at age seventeen I dropped out... Then I went to the indies. I didn't really need to be trained, I had learned enough over the years, so I started booking matches when I was still a minor. I have a lot more experience than most people my age in the business, atleast I think so.
-[Jessica Smith]- Many others have agreed. Your fans speculate about your mariage to pop singer/wrestler Alexia Hardy...Care to update?
-[The Savage]- I didn't even know I had fans... Well... Alexia and I aren't speaking...I haven't seen her in months... And I don't know why...
[I shrug my shoulders.]
-[Jessica Smith]- So what's in the future for Damian Daley?
-[The Savage]- I'm debuting this week here in BAE. I haven't even seen the card yet so I couldn't tell you the details... But I can tell you what's in the near future... I'm going to become champion...Simple as that.
[She presses stop on the tape recorder. She smiles and stands up.]
-[Jessica Smith]- So could I maybe get more later?
-[The Savage]- Yeah...Why not? Let me give you my number.
[I write down my number and give it to her. She smiles and shakes my hand once more. She walks out the door. Soon after she leaves the room, I too exit the room and make my way to look at tonight's card. As I read the event card, I see that I have a match for the BAE Black Gold Title. I smile and nod my head. I feel a sudden tap on my choulder. I turn around and find myself face to face with ny wife...]
-[Alexia Hardy]- Hey..
[I look down.]
-[The Savage]- Hey Lexi...How are you?
-[Alexia Hardy]- I've been okay.. I guess.. How about you?
-[The Savage]- Same old shit...I...I've missed you.
-[Alexia Hardy]- I've missed you too Damian... and so has Cole..
[I look down unable to speak, overwhelmed with guilt to the mention of my son's name.]
-[Alexia Hardy]- Hey.. You've been through shit Damian.. I don't blame you.. and neither does he..
[She smiles sweetly at me and touches my arm]
-[The Savage]- I abandoned you and our infant child...
-[Alexia Hardy]- Damian.. You were going through alot and me and Cole both know that... But I don't want you out of our.. I mean.. his life forever.. cause of one mistake..
-[The Savage]- So what are you saying...
-[Alexia Hardy]- I'm saying...
[She opens her mouth to keep talking, but closes it slowly, looking at me.]
-[Alexia Hardy]- I want you to spend some time with him..
-[The Savage]- Well....Right now?
-[Alexia Hardy]- Tonight... Pick him up later? You both need it.
-[The Savage]- Yeah...I'll come get him after my in ring promo. Where are you staying tonight?
-[Alexia Hardy]- Some small hotel a few blocks from here..
-[The Savage]- The holiday inn?
-[Alexia Hardy]- Yeah... I guess...
-[The Savage]- Me too... So I'll pick him up there tonight...
[Alexia nods, as I notice she can't look me in the face anymore, so she looks around]
-[Alexia Hardy]- Yeah.. So.. I guess I'll see you later then..
-[The Savage]- All right, I love you...
[I slap myself in thje forehead blurting something out like that....I turn and start walking away.]
-[Alexia Hardy]- Damian...
[I turn to her.]
-[Alexia Hardy]- I still love you too..
[I walk up to her, staring into her eyes the entire time.]
-[The Savage]- You do?
-[Alexia Hardy]- Yes Damian..
[Our eyes remain locked... I break eye contact. And turn around,[
-[The Savage]- Sorry... I have to get to the ring...We'll talk later?
-[Alexia Hardy]- Yeah..
[I walk away, she doesn't move...She watches me walks down the hall... Walking away once again. I lied... I don't have an in ring promo... But standing there seeing those beautiful blue eyes... I had to get away, before something bad happened.]
