Agency Flashback

{Flashback}

Ryan Apollos is seen driving a Lamborghini Reventon through the streets of Milwaukee. He pulls up to The Agency headquarters in Milwaukee. He gets out as does Alexis who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"So how does my new car feel?"

"Awesome. How much did it cost you?"

"It cost me three million dollars. It was worth every penny."

"Well you are rich enough to buy anything you want."

"Shall we go in."

"Yes, let’s."

Apollos and Alexis walk inside of the building.

"Whoa, this is awesome."

"I told you that it might leave you in awe. I wanted any and all clients of The Agency to have someplace to train."

"But we don’t have many people. I’m not even sure everyone knows about this."

"Trust me, I’ve got it covered. You see I’ve arranged to have news crews to come here on Friday and get an interview with the Golden Crown Champion. I will give them a tour of the place. It should give this place the exposure it needs. That will be what should help people know about this awesome place."

"You think of everything don’t you?"

"Yes I do. Why do you think I always find a way to show you how much I love you?"

"Awe, thanks baby."

"Oh by the way. I need you to do me a favor."

"What is it?"

"You see I need a receptionist to help me run this place. Would you like to do it?"

"Sure, it would give me something to do during the day, and it also means we can be with each other a lot more now."

"Great."

{A Few Days Later}

Ryan Apollos is sitting in his office at The Base. His is looking something up on his computer when he here’s a knock on his door. Apollos stands up and walks over to the door. He opens the door to see that it’s Alexis.

"Hey baby, those reporters are here."

"Thanks. Tell them I’ll be right out."

"Okay."

Alexis leaves the room as Ryan goes back to his desk. A few minutes later Ryan Apollos, along with Alexis, walks into a conference room where a bunch of reporters and cameramen are either sitting or standing. Apollos walks towards the end of table and sits down. He looks around the room looking at every person. Before finally stopping.

"Ladies and gentlemen I welcome you to The Base, this is the headquarters for my talent agency. I have agents for every single sport. If it’s football, I have agents for that. If it’s basketball, I have agents for that. But when it comes to my sport, wrestling, I’m the agent for that. I take pride in my work. As you all know I am currently the NLWF Golden Crown Champion. I am also one of the fastest rising stars in NLWF. But, what you also know is that my opponent, The Notorious KID, seems to think I haven’t improved one bit. Well he obviously doesn’t know that I beat Brenton Cyrus and I ended one career already, and thanks to the stipulation this Monday, I will prove to KID how wrong he is and I will also end his career. I also would like to take this time to let any and all pro wrestlers who are in need of either an agent or a place to train, well then this is the place for you. So, let’s begin the tour of this fine establishment."

Ryan Apollos leads everyone out of the room. He leads them through the first part of the building, which is basically the offices of the agents who work for Apollos. He continues to lead them through the building. Eventually he leads them to the end of the office building. He comes up to a set of doors. There’s a sign on the door that says “Client’s Only.” Apollos walks up to the door and stops.

"Now behind this door, is the heart and soul of our wrestling division. Behind here is where the future of pro wrestling trains. Behind these doors is a sector I like to call The Facility. Of course The Facility is basically the Training Grounds. But it’s more, so shall we go inside and I will give you all a much more in depth tour of how things work around here."

Ryan Apollos tells the two security guards to open the door. After the guards opens the doors, Apollos leads the group through them and stops at a room. Everyone looks inside the room to see a bunch of computers.

"What is this room?"

"Well, this room is the room where wrestlers can decide how they want there gear to look like. They pick the attire they want, they pick the details they add to it, and they chose there entrance gear. After which they submit it and it will send it over to a factory that makes wrestling gear, and they make the gear, special order."

Apollos leads them over to the next room.

"Here we have the trainer’s room. Here we have world-class trainers helping hurt wrestlers."

Then they head to the end of the hall and they stop when the reach the end and see a massive weight room with a indoor track surrounding it. The reporters stare at it with their mouths agape, while Ryan and Alexis smile.

"Impressive, huh? You see I wanted a year-round training facility cause of the weather here in Milwaukee gets a little…"

Apollos thinks for a moment.

"Crazy. I had this full four-hundred meter track and inserted the entire weight room in the infield. Now I wanted to have a great start to my and I have so basically anyone who becomes one of my clients will be a great addition, and they will have a place to train their asses off for a shot at the big time. And I plan on giving them the shot when the time comes. So with that I would like to thank you all for joining me for this tour. I hope you got any and all questions answered. So if you please, I have a little business to attend to."

The reporters leave as Apollos looks on smiling.

{July 20th, 2011 | Former Site of The Agency}

I was standing in the middle of the warehouse that had once housed the facilities of the Agency. It had been over a year since I was in this place and there was trash and dust everywhere, after Chuck took over the operations I had no desire to keep the place clean or even show up to this place. But lately this place had been nagging at me in my mind, memories of this place constantly bombarding me. Though I never really felt like it was the building that was bringing these memories. It was a certain person I had shared the times with was the cause of the memories returning. It was around that same time of the year that my dreams about her started coming back to me. Last year it nearly caused to me to lose my damn mind and it only quelled after a month of it. Now these memories/dreams had returned and I needed to clear my mind. And in hindsight, going somewhere where I had spent a ton of time with said person, was the worst choice I could have made. But I needed to do something.

“Maybe I should reopen this place.”

After an hour or two looking around the place, I left the building and began walking to my car. I stopped just short of it, my line of sight drawn towards a piece of paper underneath the windshield wiper. I walked up to the car and removed the paper and got in the car.

“If this is ticket, I’m gonna be pissed.”

I opened it and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that it wasn’t a ticket, and I began to read it.

‘I KNOW YOU’RE IN ANGUISH.
I KNOW YOU’RE IN PAIN
I KNOW YOU’RE LOOKING FOR RELIEF
I KNOW YOU’RE LOOKING FOR HELP
I KNOW WHO YOU CAN TURN TO
AND I KNOW YOU’LL FIND IT
I KNOW BECAUSE I AM THE RELIEF AND HELP YOU’RE LOOKING FOR
WHEN IT’S TIME I’LL FIND YOU AND ALL YOU’RE QUESTIONS WILL BE ANSWERED’

I looked up and around the place.

“Okay this is strange. I know these dreams are driving me crazy, but this is definitely not a dream. And this better not be someone with a cruel sense of humor.”

I drove out of the parking lot and began my drive home.

-The Match-

Here we go Ninja. You versus me, one on one, and the winner gets whoever wins gets the winner of the High Impact Championship match later in the night. I don’t know who that’ll be, but I’m not going to bother talking about a match that I’ve got no invested interest in aside from a future opponent.

As for you, we have faced each other before, only this time there’s no third wheel to deal with. It’s obvious we both have a mutual respect for one another, and we both are expecting each others A-game. When it comes to in ring styles, we are on opposite ends of the spectrum. You like the speed and high flying aspect of wrestling. And I use power and technical tactics in a match. I used to be a high risk style fighter, but I’ve realized that it wasn’t the style for me. I realized it wasn’t my way to fight.

When that bell rings, all bets are off. I am going to throw it all on the table and what ever happens, happens. And I hope Vince and Sean are watching, cause it’ll be a preview for what I have planned for them when I get my title shot.