Talon, “Hey Ally, it’s me… just calling to make sure you’re ok. I figure you’re not answering because you know I’m still upset that you were in Iran in the first place, but just let me know you’re ok and I won’t b*tch about you being there, we need to talk about that, but still… let me know you’re ok… bye.”
Talon makes another call while leaning against his large glass wall, the phone again goes to voice mail.
Talon, “Hey Cox, I just saw where I missed your call, give me a scream when you get back to the office, or feel free to stop by the Penthouse or the Ice Box, Ill be at either or all week… We are working in Oregon on the 24th for Road to Ruin, so I’ll be in town until the 21st. I’ve got to meet with Phil Nike about a potential endorsement deal or maybe a cross promotion so I’ve got to head out a few days early… o, give me a call man, and send Allora my love haha, later...”
Talon tosses his phone over to the couch and walks into the kitchen, pouring himself a glass of water and taking a few aspirin for his headache as he hits the remote and his 52’ Flat Screen Vizio flickers to life. The satellite is already on ESPN, so Talon watches for a moment and watches the NCAA tournament recaps for the days games, he chuckles lightly as he watches President Obama choose the University of Kansas to win the National Championship…
Talon, “You should pick Carolina Chief…”
The episode of Sportscenter goes to commercial as an advertisement for an exclusive sit down interview with Talon plays on the TV, advertising it for live broadcast on Sunday evening. Talon grins at the opportunity to once again make the trip to ESPN’s Connecticut based studio for an interview. He then flips the channel over to the HWA OnDemand program. He hits “LIVE” on the remote and the TV begins to broadcast the live feed of “HWA Now” a new program airing on the HWA network, the equivalent of ESPN news, a constant program with interviews, rumors, features, and classic matches and moments.
Talon sits back and watches the program for the first time as a younger man sits behind a sports broadcast desk, rehashing the events that have unfolded since Havoc in Iran…
Sports-caster, “Good Evening ladies and gentlemen, I’m Chris Walden, and tonight on HWA Now, we have a lot to cover… First leading things off, the war of words has already begun between Road to Ruin opponents, Ronnie McNeil of the New World Order, and Butch Parker, of the newly dubbed, Team Hans. Ronnie met with Talon Wilkinson yesterday at the Ice Box training facility in New York City, and he had this to say…”
The scene cuts to Ronnie and Talon’s meeting…
Ronnie "I am aching for this match. I don't really give a damn about the stipulation. I just want to stand there, take everything he has to dish out, all his anger, all his hatred of me, all his fury in the attempt to get back in good graces with the "champ" and his little brother because of what I did to Vanessa. I want him to bring all of that, and that Scottish pride of his, and do his best to bury me with it. And once he's hit me with everything he's got, I want to see the look on his face when I stand up, look him in the eye, and beg him for more. I don't want to merely beat him....I want to break his will. I want to show him that Tartan Army warrior he says he is cannot compare to a man born of the streets, a man who's been through real wars, both for his self and his country, a man who has taken the worst that life can dish at him, and became a self made legend. "
The scene cuts back to the HWA news room…
Walden, “McNeil has appeared to be more focused then ever since aligning with Eddie Phoenix and Talon Wilkinson to form the NWO with Hulk Hogan, and he appears poised to give Butch Parker a real fight at Road To Ruin, but one man doesn’t feel that way… Butch replied with a retort of sarcasm and his usual aggression, due to the nature of his words, we have to paraphrase to recap… Parker said he’s heard the same thing form McNeil for two years now, and that he would completely destroy him contrary to what McNeil has claimed will transpire at Road to Ruin…”
Talon tilts his head a smirks as he hears the summed up retort, having watched the actual broadcast of the promo on his trip home from the gym.
Walden, “Now onto other news in the HWA, from the rumor mill, word is that Ally Wilkinson may have signed an HWA contract in order to be permitted at any HWA event she wishes… terms of the deal have not been released as the source requested to remain anonymous due to the fact that the contract is still pending a physical… Other rumors around the HWA say that ‘Suicide’ Sheik Shakir is not dead, he is in stable condition and should be able to defend his tag team championship at Road to Ruin against Davis and Anton… And finally on today’s “Rumor Mill” segment, reports of a Black Jet hosting Hulk Hogan and an unknown wrestler who is alleged to be a current World Heavyweight Champion in another promotion, has landed in New York for a meeting with the other four current members of the New World Order… speculation is, that this competitor comes from the NeWA, the newest incarnation of the NWA, which hosts as a parent fed for many smaller promotions to come together and show case their talents on an entirely new level… Who could this champion be? And will he sign with the nWo and help to continue their reign of terror on the HWA?”
As the show continues, the camera pans over to Talon, to find him speechless after hearing the news of his sister’s alleged contract with the HWA… He slowly sits on the couch, bringing his hands up to his head, placing his palms on the back of his head… letting out a deep sigh he looks up to the ceiling, deep in thought… Just then a knock comes at his door. He walks over to the door and cautiously opens it to find an attractive female in a black cocktail dress, her hair is styled and she seems innocent…
Talon, “Can I help you?”
Woman, “Hi, I’m Hope… can I come in?”
Talon, “…sure?”
Talon smirks as he steps aside and watches the lovely female walk into his penthouse. He ponders to himself why she is here, but is quickly removed from his thoughts as sits on his couch and smiles.
Talon, “Can I get you something to drink?”
Hope, “A glass of water, unless you have Ciroc…”
Talon, “Ciroc’s the only vodka I drink, so what do you like with it?”
Talon motions over to his full bar…
Hope, “Cranberry and a twist of lime?”
Talon rubs his hands together and smiles.
Talon, “Sure, not a problem…”
As Talon makes the drink he looks up and sees Hope slowly panning the large living room area of the penthouse, sort of in awe of the amount of stuff on the walls and on the tables.
Talon, “So why are you here exactly Hope?”
The young lady response, still staring at the walls and Talon’s vast collection of authentic katana’s from his family in Japan.
Hope, “I’ve always wanted to meet you, and you’re friend Eddie met me at the bar, and said that I should just come and see you sometime, he gave me your address and said you were in the penthouse so I figured ‘what the hell’ and just came over… is that ok?”
Hope looks at Talon with a very warm smile, seeming naïve and innocent. Talon can’t help but to smile back as he brings her a glass of Ciroc and Cranberry. He sets it on the glass coffee table in front of her, and sits down across from her.
Talon, “Fair enough, and it’s fine with me, but it seems a little bit risky on your end, just showing up at night to someone else’s place.”
Hope smiles replying confidently.
Hope, “Well I’m not stupid, I let a few people know where I was, so if I go missing Mr, you’ll be hearing from a few people I’m sure.”
Talon lets out a laugh as he leans back, relaxing a little bit… Hope looks up to the TV to see the HWA network…
Hope, “So all you do in your off time is train and then watch more stuff about work?”
Talon, “No, but that’s a good 85% of my time, between travel, wrestling , training, and keeping up with everyone else’s babble, it’s a 24/7 job, the only other time I get, it’s traveling to see my family, or the occasional party, but we’ve cut back on those substantially over the past year and a half.”
Hope, “Interesting… so what do you like most about being a pro wrestler?”
Talon looks at her a bit puzzled to the way she worded her question… but shrugs it off and responds.
Talon, “The money is great, the job is fun, and the ability to beat the life out of someone and have no major recourse fall on your head… that’s pretty much one of the best things about the job… to be honest.”
Hope shutters at the thought, but maintains her smile as she listens to Talon….
Hope, “…and the worse?”
Talon, “Well, the perks normally outweigh the hassles in the long run… of course the loss of my brother is the defining moment in my career, if I was not in the HWA I would still have my brother to talk to, to train, mentor, or just play Call of Duty with… but that’s something I have to live with… ”
Before Hope can inquire about anything else, another knock comes from the door… Talon looks up and mutters to himself a quick “seriously” as he gets up to see who was outside his home, Hope fumbles in her purse… Talon opens the door to find a man who he hasn’t seen in a very long time…
Talon, “Uncle Wayne??”
Talon’s uncle walks into the room looking over at the gorgeous young girl sitting on the couch and smiles as he shakes Talon’s hand…
Wayne, “Ah Talon, good to see you again… I see you have the company of an attractive young lady here, so I won’t keep you long, but I thought you should know that I’ve been keeping an eye on you for the past few weeks…”
Talon looks at his uncle perplexed…
Talon, “And you’re telling me this now why?”
Wayne smiles as he walks closer to Hope…
Wayne, “Well… it’s only because you know that’s what I do… or it’s what I did, when I was working for the government, I keep tabs… and tonight when I was watching, I saw this young lady… stepping out of a new van…”
Wayne suddenly snatches Hope’s purse from her lap, dumping its contents to the floor, amongst the make up, batteries, cell phone, and other various bits of paper and things, lay a small recording device…
Talon looks at Hope with a shot of betrayal as he walks closer…
Wayne, “Oooooooh, that’s a bingo!”
Talon kneels and picks up the camera and then walks closer to Hope who is now seemingly frightened…
Talon, “This ought to be good…”
Hope scatters to her feet and begins to stutter as she speaks.
Hope, “I’m….I just…. I d…. Im sorry… I just wanted a good story, and my editor told me if I didn’t get it I’d be fired… and I really did meet Ed, and tell him I wanted to meet you already… so I figured why not try to mix business with pleasure…”
The room remains completely silent besides the HWA news in the background as Talon looks at Hope, and then back to his uncle Wayne who is still beaming with a smile as wide as can be…
After a few grueling minutes of silence, Talon smirks and speaks.
Talon, “…actually, I like that. Or can at least respect it… I’ll tell you what…”
Wayne’s jaw drops as Talon forgives the young girl.
Talon, “You throw out the recorder and stay for a few drinks… and tomorrow you can use whatever you gather over then night as an exclusive interview for your magazine or whatever…”
Hope breaks out into a nearly tear filled smile as she runs over and Hugs Talon, jumping and rapping her long legs around him… Suddenly, a voice comes from the door way…
??? “Talon, we need to talk… Now.”
Talon, still holding Hope, looks over to the door and sees a familiar face.
Talon, “Cox… what is it??”
Detective Cox, “It’s about Ally…”
Wayne, “Is she alright?!”
Cox, “This is a private matter Wayne… and you aren’t my friend of facebook, so I can’t really tell you.”
Wayne looks at Cox with an unhappy glair, not fully knowing who he is, or what it is that he does…
Talon sets Hope back down to her feet and signals for her to walk outside with Wayne for a moment…
Wayne and Hope exit the penthouse as Cox comes in and sits down.
Talon, "What is it? Is it about Ally signing a contract with the HWA?"
Cox, "No... I haven't heard anything about that, it's something a lot bigger..."
Talon and Cox continue their discussion as the scene fades.
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