FLASHBACK
Keegan: I thank you all for being here. I have some news regarding the PPV. First off, the main event. Congrats Yoshi and Phoenix for advancing to the main event. The match will be for World Title, and because of that, it needs to be exciting. So it will be in a Hell in a Cell match!
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"You've just blacked out, and you almost banged your head on the edge of the coffee table. You've just had three matches in the space of two days, and now you've been put up with Aiden? He was just in a brutal hardcore match and he seems fine about it!"
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"Yoshi...I need you home...now...something bad has happened...something terrible."
Taken aback, I slip off the treadmill, and need to grab on to the handles to save myself falling over, I quickly turn it off, hang up off the phone, stick it in my pocket and begin to run out of the gym door, with people looking at me, their eyes following the back of my head. I get in the car and drive off, my mind going over the phrase over and over again. What the hell had happened?
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It all happened so quick that I couldn't help it, the man in green just took Hope out of my arms. The two men each pulled out a pistol, one aimed at my head, the other, aimed at my groin. I begin to drip little beads of sweat from the tip of my forehead, and I begin to feel the rage slowly creep up inside of me.
"What the hell!?"
"YOSHI!"
"Follow us and no harm will come to the girl"
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Clank, clank, clank. Footsteps are heard as a man is seen walking through a corridor. He stops in front of a door, blocked by two guards. The guards let the man through. The man enters the room, and a man is seated in a black leather chair. Wearing a green silk robe. His face is disguised as we can only see the back of the chair, however we can see the long back hair. The disguised man speaks.
How is my good friend?
The first man smirks and giggles.
His friend is gone…the plan worked to perfection. He is now unprotected.
Hmm…good…now, my dear Mr. Yawakuzi…it will soon be time to meet your destiny…it will soon be time to meet your real father.
END FLASHBACK
With the Yoshi Yawakuzi vs. Dustin Walters match drawing ever so near, things are getting pretty tense. Walter lashed out a verbal warning to our Japanese superstar, telling him that it is pointless. Dustin was also noted to point out that Yoshi should let Dustin win, as he would have the best chance to take out Freak, "restoring order to the NPA." but Yoshi knows, just like the rest of the NPA roster, that Dustin doesn't stand a chance of this happening. Yoshi wants the belt, and if Yoshi wasn't capable enough of taking out Freak, then there is NO WAY IN HELL that Dustin Walters would even throw in a decent punch.
As harsh as that sounds, it's true. Dustin Walters and Yoshi, a few weeks ago, had their own singles bout, with Yoshi coming out victor with ease. He has been in impressive form since his NPA debut, probably the best of his short but long-winded career. Yoshi hasn't wrestled to this kind of ability since his career first begun with the Next Level Revolution.
However, over in the DWI arena, things have been quiet, with the Marty Nicholson vs. Kyle Evers match gaining the most hype. Even the Main Event, with our own Yoshi Yawakuzi taking on Phoenix Washington in an all out Hell In A Cell brawl for the World Championship remaining quiet. Most of the fans are only buying tickets for the Marty Nicholson vs. Kyle Evers match, and hardly even know of the rest of the card!
But even his social life is in near ruins. In case you forgot to tune in last week (thus proving how pathetic you are), three men had invaded the home of Yoshi Yawakuzi's girlfriend, Hope Horitzui, demanding that Yoshi had follow them. Refusing, not even politely, the men took action, by seizing the young brunette, telling him to follow them, and driving off, leaving Yoshi Yawakuzi sitting there, dumbfounded on the couch, distraught about the previous events.
But what will happen in one months time? Who knows? Will our own Yoshi Yawakuzi be a victorious superstar, holding two World Title gold at once and keeping his lovely girlfriend? Or will he be reduced to nothing, losing both matches and therefore ruining not only his pride and confidence, but also could be ruining his love life and his career.
What the hell am I to do? I sat there, with my hair in my hands, thinking over my course of action. I had decided to take matters into my own hands, and got up, I wiped the sweat from the gym away on my thigh, rubbing off on the rough surface of my denim jeans. I rush out the door, remembering to close it (you have to tug hard, a rule which Hope was always keen on reminding me) before running down the last few concrete steps, on to the pavement, before crossing the street and running to my car. I climb in and start the ignition. It coughs, splutters, and I get annoyed.
"DAMNIT!"
I punch the steering wheel, causing the car horn to bleep, but also resulting in the car to finally start, I drive off, in the direction of which I was still unsure that they went. I see a long black limo, and I drive up beside it, whilst driving along the motorway, I look through the car window and am assured when I see one of the grunts that held me down driving the car. I slow down and the car drives ahead, so I get in the same lane and wait follow the car for a few minutes.
When off the motorway, the car puts its indicator on so I move forward, it is only then that I realise where it is that they've actually stopped at. An old warehouse, warehouse number eight to be precise.
"An abandoned warehouse, how fucking cliché"
The three men walk through one of the warehouse doors, with one of them holding the gun straight to Hope Horitzui's head. I see her have rings around her bloodshot eyes, indicating that she has been crying. I get out of the car, and slowly make my way over to the warehouse, before resting my hand on the handle, taking a deep breath...and walking in.