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The Brain · 06-20-2009, 01:24 AM

06-03-09, Hostile Takeover

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We cut to the office of one Charles W. Anderson, who is sitting at his desk across from Dr. Jack Adams and Jerry Black. All three of them are studying a long contract. Mr. Anderson plops his copy on his desk, removes his glasses, and rubs his eyes.

Anderson: From what I can gather, this thirty-four page monstrosity of a contract boils down to this: Mr. Quade wants you to compete in an unsanctioned match. If you win, Quade will sign the necessary documents to reinstate your wrestling license. He will also agree to never meddle in your affairs ever again. He'll have no unsolicited contact with you of any kind... not even a Christmas card.

Adams: Give me a pen.

Anderson: Hold your horses, Doc. If you lose, not only will your wrestling license stay suspended, but you will have to cut all ties with professional wrestling in general. That means you will have to resign as the head of my medical team and you won't be able to pursue a career in professional wrestling in any capacity whatsoever, not even as a roadie.

Anderson takes another sip of coffee.

Anderson: Also, it's not in the contract, but I'd imagine your medical license would be in jeopardy as well, as there's no provision to keep him from meddling with it if you lose.

Dr. Adams grits his teeth and shares a frustrated look with Jerry Black. He turns his attention back to Anderson.

Adams: Who is my opponent?

Anderson: Well, that's where the contract conveniently gets a bit vague. All it says is that you must face the opponent of Mr. Quade's choosing.

Adams: Well, that could be anybody... most likely someone not on the CWA roster.

Anderson: Exactly. Also, keep in mind that this is an unsanctioned match with no rules. Technically, he can throw as many people at you as he can muster.

Adams and Black share a brief look, then Adams' eyes gloss over as he drifts into deep thought. He starts to pace.

Anderson: This is exactly why I waited for your word. I'm not signing this abomination until you do, if you even choose to do so.

Adams says nothing and keeps pacing. Anderson and Black share an unknowing look, then turn back to Adams and wait.

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We're back in the office of Charles W. Anderson, who is sitting at his desk while Dr. Adams paces back and forth and Jerry Black sips on his flask. Adams finally stops in his tracks and chuckles softly.

Adams: It all makes perfect sense. I put Quade in that wheelchair. Even though I did what I could to help him financially, I will still have that guilt on my head for the rest of my life. Besides that, if I don't take this offer, he's going to make the rest of my life a living hell. I have to do this.

Black: Don't you see what he's doing? Don't you realize the way he thinks? He wants to cripple you! In his warped mind, the only thing better than crippling you is crippling you live on television! Think about this, man!

Adams: You're probably right. I wouldn't put it past him. However, the way I see it, this match is my only chance at redemption. If I win, I've proven to myself that I have no more reason to feel guilty and Quade still gets some measure of satisfaction. Plus, he's out of my life forever. If I lose, he gets his revenge and I'll have no more reason to feel guilty. Besides, I'd rather spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair than live in regret of putting another human being in one.

The office is overcome by an awkward silence. After what seems like an hour, Jerry Black takes another swig from his flask and opens his mouth.

Black: Just for the record, I'm 100% against this move. But if it's something you feel like you have to do, then I'll be your corner man.

Adams: Thanks, Jerry. I knew I could count on you.

Adams grabs a pen from Anderson's desk and signs the contract.

Black: You're one crazy bastard.

Anderson watches in disbelief, but reluctantly signs his name under Adams'.

Anderson: Now it's official. On June 17th at Adrenaline Rush in Columbus, Ohio, you'll compete in an unsanctioned match against an unknown opponent for your reinstatement. I hope, for your sake, you know what you're doing.