Blast from the past

I was driving down the road, the wind blowing in my hair as I casually gripped the steering wheel. It was a wild night last night, after my victory in the Hawk's Nest I just couldn’t wait to get backstage. I was shaking hands with some of the workers many whom congratulated me on winning my first title in IWF. I stayed around eating some apples and drinking water while watching the rest of the matches on the TV. I was there long enough to watch the main event and just shook my head as I got up and left. I went outside and got into my car then drove off into the night. By the time I got home it was already around midnight and I just wanted to collapse on the bed. I went upstairs and kicked off my shoes before jumping on my bed and pulling the covers over me. Before I went to sleep I thought about what happend during the main event match between Corey, Shark and Brandon for the Heavyweight title. Not only did I mess up Latoya pretty good after bashing her skull into the glass case, but Lillian is metal mess and Shark is no longer the IWF heavyweight champion. Knowing him he's never gonna live with himself after everything he's been through, heh well at least one of us will get a good night sleep. I would wake up in the morning to the sound of my cell phone ringing, I checked the time: It was 10:22. I snatched my cell from the cupboard next to my bed and answered it. As soon as I heard the voice I instantly got up to a sitting position, I was talking to the one person that I would never expect to hear from in over 2 years.

The name got my attention; I was shocked and didn't know how to react.

I thought to myself "close friend"? Then it occurred to me: Brian. He's the only other person besides Duke that knows my phone number. It's funny that Terrance said that he's also a "big fan" of mine considering he hates wrestling in fact, he hates every sport period.

I hesitated a bit before responding, I haven't been to Springfield since the church burned down two years ago.

There was a pause from the other side; I think is was a bad idea to remind Father Terrance about the event. It was a very tragic moment for everyone that lived there during the time.

Claria........I remember her, this really is a blast from the past for me.

Just like that and a few hours later I was in my car driving down an old familiar road and all I could think of was how everybody was going to react when they see me for the first time in so long. The last time I've been to Springfield was 2 years ago before I became a professional athlete........

School was out; the kids were outside playing around the yard as the villagers went on their normal routines. Some were washing clothes from wooden buckets and hanging them out to dry; others were putting up food markets and trying to get people to buy their products. From the looks of this place you would swear you took a time machine and traveled back into the 1920's when there were no cars, no electricity, and all you saw were food stalls and blacksmiths and what not. This is Springfield where the people are nice and friendly, green fields as far as the eye can see, horses roaming around in the ranch on the far side, and everyone having a calm simple life. At the time I was 18 and I came here buying some food because it was cheaper than buying at the stores downtown plus the food here is homegrown meaning it's fresher and healthier. I wanting to make sure I was eating well as I was training for the tryouts at one of the federations that contacted me. They told me if I did well in the tryouts that they will give me a contract to sign so that I can become an official athlete. So I've been training my body day and night to get ready, when I ran out of food I heard from a friend of mine about a place call Springfield where they sell good food so I went there myself and was taken back at how old fashion everybody that lived here was. I fit in just fine though as I walked around the town and that is when I saw the church. An impressive site, Saint Paul's church is a favorite place by both the townspeople and the children. It served as both a place for praying and solace as well as a school for children. They had a classroom built on the side of the church and the kids would go in there and they learn mathematics and social interaction. They are also taught about the bible and its morals but it isn’t as boring as it sounds. They would often have the kids play board games as a way of teaching them teamwork and trust. They also watch cartoon movies from VCRs donated by generous people who had no need for them. The children have a lot of fun and because of that; they strive to learn as much as they can before they are transferred to an actual school. I was at one of the food markets not far from the church, I was thinking about what to buy when suddenly I heard screams from the distance. I looked around and smelled smoke, then I turned towards the church and could not believe what I saw: The church of Saint Paul in flames. The people soon gathered around, others grabbed water buckets and tried throwing it into the fire in hopes of putting it out. I moved in closer and noticed someone holding back a woman as she is trying to get to the church. She was very worried and her eyes were filled with fear.

I looked back at the burning church in horror as I thought "There is children inside?". I didn't have time to consider it; I ran right towards the building and jumped through the door. I looked around as I shielded my eyes from the flames, I walked through the place as I see the fire searing through the walls of the church. I had to hurry; there was no telling how long this place would last. I braved through the raging inferno, sweat flowing down my face as I try to calm myself and walk through the debris. The fire was eating through the oxygen and it was getting harder and harder for me to breath. I called out and to my surprised I heard someone respond back then I heard cries coming from the next room. I moved through the area dodging the fire as I went forward then I noticed a door with some boards blocking the way. From the openings I can see the faces of the children crying at me.

I moved closer to the door and found a weaken board in the middle.

The boy did as I said and I brought my foot and rammed it into the board breaking it in two. I stood back as the rest of the boards come falling down and I walked in to the now cleared door and saw a group of kids huddled together their eyes wide with fright.

I moved to the side and motioned with my hand as the kids got up and ran across from me. I then saw one boy who is on the floor and seems to be holding on to his left ankle. I walked towards him and without thinking I grabbed his body and carried him in my arms. He was a bit heavier than I thought but I was able to get him out of the room and into the main area of the church where the rest of the kids have gathered. I looked at them and saw the door that lead outside and then looked up and saw the walls weakening; it was just a matter of time now.

I held the boy that I was carrying close and braced myself as I ran through the door with the rest of the kids following close behind. I kept running until I found that I was outside, I look around and saw the other kids and their parents as they embraced them. Then I set the kid I was carrying down on the grass while the woman from earlier came up to me and give me hug. I just stood there like a scarecrow as she wrapped her tender arms around me and buried her face into my shoulder and all that all I could hear from her was.......

I didn't do anything, I stood there and let her hold me as I turned and saw the church collapse while the townspeople try to douse what's left of the flames. I wrapped one arm around the woman's waist as I watched the carnage. "Good timing" I thought "If I had waited a little longer those kids would not have made it". It was a tragic mess, people were confused as to how the church just went up in flames like that and well it didn't take them long to find out that the fire was not an accident. A small pack of matches and some lighter fluid were found near the side of where the church stood as well as some other items. Whoever did this wasn’t very smart as he left his hat as well. One of the villagers took the hat and seemed to know who it belonged to as his face was twisted in anger.

So we did and sure enough they found the guy who was reasonable. It turned out to be a man named Carson Clade. He was taken by the angry mob and was escorted to a place called Deadman's Noose where they punish those who committed serous crimes against the town and were sentenced the be hanged. The man stood at the center where he confessed the deed as they placed the noose around his neck and pulled the switch causing him to fall down. He would die instantly as his neck snaps on the rope. His body was then taken to a crematorium and burned. A few days after the event I would receive a visit from the same woman that hugged me during the event. She asked me if I would like to come over to her house and have tea with her, I just shrugged and said yes after everything that happened that day a cup of tea sounded like a vacation. She led me back to her house where she introduced herself. Her name is Claira and she worked as a teacher of the church. The boy that I carried in my arms also appeared and he gave me a nice hug and thanked me for saving his life. His name is Alexander and he just so happens to be Claira's son, heh who would have guessed it? Anyway me and Claira spent the whole evening talking about our personal lives, apparently her husband died almost 3 years ago when he was riding a horse on the hillside. He was going full speed and then an animal came out of nowhere and spooked the horse. The horse suddenly stopped causing him to fly right off; he would land hard on his head and snapped his neck. He was dead the moment he hit the ground and his body wasn’t found until 2 days later when people started looking for him. I looked at Claira and told her how I lost my parents in a car crash and she seemed very kind and understanding. Then at one point the unthinkable happened: She grabbed my head pulled me towards and kissed me right in the lips! When she realized what she just did, she pulled and apologized constantly not knowing what got into her. I just stood there like an idiot and told her it was alright. Let me tell you it wasn’t the first time a girl kissed me and it sure wasn’t going to be the last. After a while I took my things and left Springfield and since then I never went back there again. I went to the tryout and greatly impressed them and was offered a contract on the spot which I signed on the dotted line. Since then I never had time to go back as I was too busy chasing my dream. Ironically enough the news of what I did at Springfield would reach the fans who were attending the federation that I was in. Because of that I became a huge fan favorite and would soar quickly in the ranks and less than 3 months after joining the federation which was DW (Dominion Wrestling), I would become the first ever KO king champion a title that would soon become the backbone of the federation.

As I was drifting into my memories, something would snap me back to reality. I noticed the sign in the distance "Welcome to Springfield" it was around this point that I started getting nervous but shook it off as I got closer to the town. Even though I haven't been here in so long a time I still remember how to get here. I found a nice spot next to the trees and parked there, leaning back on my chair as I shut off the engine. I looked up at the ceiling as I tried to calm myself "well here I am" I thought as I sat there lost in the moment. The only thing that feels good right now was my New Blood title that is strapped around my waist. Ever since I won that title last night I wore it around my waist and never took it off, heck I even slept with that belt! After waking up to that phone call from Father Terrence, I removed the title just so I can take a nice long shower only to put it back on once I was dressed. I don't know I guess I wanted to show off this to the people here as a means to thank them for helping me get my career off the ground. After what seemed like 15 minutes, I finally got out of the car and stretched myself out, taking a deep whiff at the clear air as I made my way to the town of Springfield. Once inside I took a look around me as I surveyed the scenery, not much has changed in the last 2 years. Everyone is still wearing old fashion clothing, there are food markets all around, everyone seems busy either cleaning clothes or working at the blacksmith or just walking around. I noticed some of them nodded at me and said stuff like "Hello sir" and "Welcome to Springfield" then suddenly I heard a voice drawing my attention and saw a group of kids running up towards me. One of them looked strangely familiar as he looked up at me with his mouth open as his eyes grew wide with awe.

He then moved a little closer and after a few moments he started jumping in joy.

I tilted my head to the side as I looked at him weird "Uncle Yuko"? Since when did I have a nephew? The boy would notice my confusion as he stopped jumping and looked at me.

The moment I heard the name that's when it hit me, this was the kid that I carried in my arms when I was saving the kids 2 years ago. He looks taller now then back then, with his hair that reaches down his shoulders. He must have his mother's hair because it's a dark red almost auburn like color although his is a much lighter shade then his mother.

I wanted to say "I'm not your danm uncle kid!" instead I said........

So he grabbed my hand and pulled my arm, I let him drag me around as he lead me through the village. I noticed the rance in the distance where the horses were roaming and then we walked up hill where I saw Saint Paul's church. It looked a little different from before, the walls were a darker shade of blue and for some reason it appeared to be much bigger. Looking at it you couldn’t even tell that it burned down 2 years ago. I can imagine how much work and effort was put into rebuilding this place as Alexander leads me inside where it looks even larger than it does on the outside. From a distance I could see the figure of Father Terrence who is reading a large book from a stone podium. Apparently he noticed our arrival as he looked up from his book. However his eyes were locked on me as he moved around the podium and took a close look at me. He couldn’t believe his eyes as he looked at me from head to toe.

I guess I have, last time this guy saw me I was really skinny looking and my hair was shorter. Now I'm taller, alot more muscular and my hair is darker as well as longer. I bowed my head to him gave him a pleasant smile.

That was very interesting; I have never figured Father Terrance to be the kind of person who would watch that stuff after all he is a Christian priest. Still though Duke Dice? I always figured this would be the last place he would ever go to, it’s funny that I at first suspected that Brian was the one who told Father Terrance about me but the more I thought about it, it wouldn’t have made any sense because as I said before he hates sports.

Wow I never knew that Duke's father lived here once, then again Duke never told me much about his past.

The voice suddenly caught my attention and I turned my head to see none other than Claira who has Alexander right next to her. She moved closer as she covered her mouth to hide her shock but I can see it in her eyes. At that point both Alexander and Father Terrance both left the place leaving us alone. Terrence must have went to the library as that is the one place he often goes to and I guess Alexander went outside to play with the other kids.

She placed her arms to her side as we traded glances. She hadn’t changed at all in the last 2 years in fact she remained exactly the same: Long dark red hair that stretched all the way to her waist, round rim glasses that made her look really cute. I think the one thing that changed about her is that she seems more beautiful, her large firm breasts, nicely curved waist, and that blue and white maiden outfit complete with long skirt just seemed to add to her overall beauty. You can tell she has a great body even with all the clothing that she is wearing, I just found it very hard to believe that she is 30 because I swear she looks and sounds much younger than that.

Before I knew it, she threw her arms around me and gave me a big hug. Well of all of all the unexpected surprises I've received this day I might as well add this one to the list. She then looked at me and grabbed my hand.

And so she pulls me with her as we went outside the church, I had no idea where she was taking me but I decided to go with it. We headed back to the town dodging people left and right until we came upon a old but nice looking house with a white fence surrounding it. Claria opened the gate and led me to the door where we went inside.

She took me around the house, the place looked neatly furnished with rocking chair and wooden table with cloths wrapped on top. She then led me to the kitchen where she go of my hand told me to sit down. I did and watched her as she turned to me with a smile.

She then opened a cabinet where she pulled out a plate full of crumpets and placed them on the table. She must have done this in advance because she also had some tea already prepared and took two cups and place one on my side and one on hers. She took the tea and pours it in my cup then hers before replacing the lid and setting the tea on to the side. She then sat down and pulled her chair in as I reached out a grabbed a crumpet, I took a bite and it tasted good. For some strange reason though I felt like Vincent Van Rose for a second as ate the crumpet. Meanwhile Claira was taking a sip from her cup and then looked me with a dreamy look in her eyes. I somehow had a funny feeling I knew where this is going.

I couldn’t help but laugh a little, I never considered myself to be a role model for anyone.

She gasp in shock when I said that, I tried my best not to smile.

She suddenly smiles and gives me that dreamy look again. I have to say I love her smile; it's the kind of smile that makes your heart melt.

The way she said that turned me on for a moment, it seemed like she trying to seduce me. I was unfazed though and decided to play along.

My question snapped her out of trance; she laughed it off in a attempt to conceal her embarrassment.

I wasn’t convinced, I knew she was flirting with me and somehow I had a feeling she wanted me in bed with her. As tempting as it sounds, I just couldn’t go through with it. It would seem wrong for both of us because she's a mother and the idea of starting a family just didn't sit well with me. I was too young to even consider having children and I felt I that I would be spiting on her husband's grave if I slept with his wife. Besides we just barely knew each other and I think I would like to get to know her a little more before I even think about taking the next step. I took the last crumpet and got up from my chair.

I turn to leave but I felt someone grab my arm, it was Claira and she was looking at me with pleading eyes.

Then she turned away for a moment and stop to think about what she was going to say.

She paused for a moment as I tried to grasp what she just said. Claira confessing her love to me, normally this didn't seem to bother me at all considering I had many girls tell me the same thing. However this was different, she really loves me.

She took a deep breath; she then looked at me with her pleading eyes once again. Somehow I get the feeling I knew exactly what she wanted to say.

I was stunned, I knew it was coming and yet I was completely unprepared for it. I just couldn’t believe it, I mean I like her and think she's cute and all but I don't know how to respond to this.

Before I could finish my sentence she pulled me in and kissed me on the lips. It was warm sweet kiss and I can feel her hands going down my pants. She looked at me and gave me a weak smile.

She was looking in my eyes; I could feel her hand rubbing my crotch making me even more turned on. I mean how could I say no to her? I then ran my hand up to her shirt and started rubbing her breast, I could hear her soft moans as I brought myself closer to her ear.

That was all it took she grabbed my hand and lead me upstairs to her bedroom, closing the door behind us. I took my New Blood title and set it aside as Claira took off her outfit then her undergarments. I looked at her naked body as she removed her glasses and smiled at me. As I thought she has a beautiful body, I couldn’t help myself I took off my shirt and pulled down my pants and pounced on her. We just smiled as we kissed and started feeling each other out; she then had me lying on the bed while she turned around and spread her legs as I touched her clit. I started licking it while she grabbed my manhood and start sucking on it. After a while I mounted on her and start pushing into her, going in and out and all the time I could hear her moans of pleasure and begging for more.

I just kept ramming my manhood into her, it felt so danm good.

Long story short I was having a lot of fun with her, that night I went back to my home and set my New Blood title next to my desk as I laid there on the bed with my hands folded behind my head. I thought about Claira and the village of Springfield, it was a good thing I went down there and it seems I now have a new admirer. I just smiled at the thought of me fucking a woman 10 years older than me. Talk about being a cradle robber right? However I decided that it will be the first and last time I do something like that ever again. I don't want to take advantage of her and don't want to a burden to her or her son. Besides I have one other girl that I had my eyes on, Claira was just a notch on my belt and I don't want to hurt her feelings but I would prefer to be with someone closer to my age. I mean it was fun and all but that's it, I love her but not in that way. Anyways I need to focus on my match against the former High Impact champion Sean Libby, Libby..........he and I have some history with each other. I can't say we've never fought before but I remembered from the federation that I was in. He was my protégé; I took him under my wing shortly after he came back from losing his Rage title to some other athlete. However this is different, no longer is this student vs. teacher, more like best friends fighting to see who is better. Moreover I heard we are gonna have a guest referee who I was told hated Sean's guts, which basically means he's got an uphill battle when fighting against me. However it didn't matter, it was dark, it was late and I was tired. So I closed my eyes and went to sleep, maybe tomorrow I will do a promo on Sean Libby.