A man speaking with a thick southern English Accent declares as your televisions fade in on historical footage from the old PTIW Vaults

A 7’ + Figure stands alone in a ring, his leather clad form dead centre of the blue matt. The background noise of the fans toned down. The figure looks around, almost expressionless and cold. His eyes catch the camera and you get the feeling he’s looking right through you. Those deep emerald green eyes looks straight at you. His hair hanging over his face and shoulders, dirty blond with streaks of purple and green. The crowd can be heard chanting a name.

7’2” 360 pounds, a giant in this world.

He turns away from the camera looking out into the crowd, to the people who cheer his name. They see only the strong dominant person he is in front of the camera. Words full of confidence, movements full of strength. They don’t know his secrets, what goes on behind the camera. A grin sneaks across his face as the announcer tells the crowd of his victory. Little did they know this would be the last they’d see of him for a long time, of PTIW for that matter.

A long history of mental problems haunted his medical history, manic depression, schizophrenia, paranoia caught up with him.

We quickly cut to an image of him strapped to a bed his eyes open freakishly wide staring at the camera. His arms and legs strapped to the bed frame with steel cuffs, yet he doesn’t struggle, just lies staring at the security camera.

He lost control.

Again we cut to another scene, a young man in a small white room. He’s dressed sharply, talking with the same voice we’ve been hearing

Yeah that’s me, I’m cute huh?

By no means a short man, 6’5”comfortably, Italian Suit, short spiked light brown hair. He speaks quietly to a stocky doctor, while the doctor talks our Narrator looks around the room at the various pictures and plaques.

DOCTOR
Mr Buckingham…

Mr Buckingham looks up and cuts the doctor off.

MR BUCKINGHAM
Anthony, please, Mr Buckingham is my father.

DOCTOR
Ok Anthony, I understand your concern for Mr Lionheart…

Anthony laughs against cutting the doctor off. The doctor looks at him questioningly.

DOCTOR
What?

ANTHONY
Mr Lionheart? Ha, *he smirks* he’d go ape if he heard you say that.

The Doctor sighs and shakes his head.

DOCTOR
Ok, Anthony, I understand your concern about Tukay, but he has some deeply seeded mental issues than require hospitalisation.

Anthony nods.

DOCTOR
As much as I’d like to release him into your custody I just don’t think that I could do it with a clear conscience. He is a danger to both himself and those around him. In a smaller man even it might be a possibility but should you need to restrain him I would fear that you couldn’t do that on your own.

Again Anthony nods.

DOCTOR
I’m going to have to turn down your request for home hospitalisation in this case and suggest that you try again after he has undertaken some counselling.

Anthony stands up and walks around the room looking more closely at the pictures.

ANTHONY
Doctor, Tukay Lionheart was in my custody for over a year in which time he never injured himself or me. His mental problems are severe there’s no doubting that as I’m sure you know, but I know how to handle him. His entire time in PTIW was spent under my supervision whether he knew it or not.

The Doctor stands to cut him off, shaking his head.

DOCTOR
I think you might find his problems are a little more severe than they had been.

Anthony doesn’t move.

ANTHONY
Did he tell you about her?

The doctor doesn’t reply.

ANTHONY
He never mentioned it directly to me or anyone else that I know of, but we have a lot of footage of him talking to himself or going through episodes where he made little or no sense, the story of Sarah is a devastating one.

DOCTOR
Sarah?

Anthony smiles to himself

ANTHONY
Doctor Meads, did you follow Tukay in PTIW.

The doctor smiles

Dr MEADS
Of course I did.

ANTHONY
Did you ever see him lose it in the ring? Or in front of the camera? No when he is focused Tukay can control himself.

The Dr looks concerned.

ANTHONY
I can give him that focus again Doctor.

We fade from this scene back to Tukay’s room. He lies still staring at the surveillance camera. Not moving as the door opens. Anthony walks into the room carrying a garment bag accompanied by 2 clerks who tentatively release Tukay’s bindings.

ANTHONY
Hello Tukay.

Anthony smiles, Tukay sits up sharply staring at his old boss.

TUKAY
What….

Anthony throws Tukay the garment bag.

ANTHONY
Get dressed, we’re going home.

Tukay looks confused for a moment before pulling his shirt on and shaking his hair out, running his hands through the sides a couple of times.

TUKAY
What’s going on man?

Anthony smirks and walks out of the room.

ANTHONY
I’ll see you in the car.

Tukay pulls on the rest of his clothes and follows Anthony as we fade to black.

OOC: setting up my line, not my best work but hey that’s the first thing I’ve written for 2 years get over it. also my html knowledge is kinda of pathetic right now I'll work on it.