The Way Back

Bitchoff is so not helping me try to curb my fic writing. Here's a new idea coming at ya folks.

TITLE: The Way Back Prologue/?
AUTHOR: Juliet3:16
EMAIL: Sweetvalley99@aol.com, Juliet_316_2000@yahoo.com
RATING: R.
CONTENT: VIOLENCE, IMPLIED RAPE/NON CONSENSUAL SEX, ADULT LANGUAGE, TORTURE, BRAINWASHING
CATEGORY: ADULT, DRAMA, HORROR, ANGST.
SPOILERS: Up to the 9/10/01 RAW then after that it's AU.
SUMMARY: Can a Superstar believed dead find his way back?
DISCLAIMER: Vince owns every wrestler/personality slated to appear thus far.
DISTRIBUTION: The Realm, Fanfiction.net. Anybody else interested, just ask.

The Way Back

Prologue

A rehab center somewhere in the US, Oct/Nov 2002

The man was listless as he was rolled into the rehabilitation center's rec room. It was Thursday, TV night, so most of the people who where housed in the long - term center who were able to be moved where essentially parked in front of a smallish television set to watch whatever the directors seemed appropriate or fit their whimsy on Thursdays. That night it was professional wrestling. It was the first time that he could recall, his memory only going so far back as the year plus he'd been in the rehabilitation facility, that a wrestling show had been aired on Thursday.

        As the man watched the program, SMACKDOWN they'd called it, he felt his soul stirring with an inexplicable longing. A feeling that he'd wanted to be in that ring; should be in that ring dammit, kicking all their asses. But he knew that was impossible. As long as he could remember, he was never able to walk, never able to talk, so how could he ever actually get into that environment and do the things that those men were capable of.

        As he watched the action, the camera fell on a tall blonde woman at ringside. The man suddenly felt a longing of a different sort. A need to be held and loved by this gorgeous woman; and to hold and love her in return.

         He continued to watch the participants actually in the ring, never fully taking his eyes off the beautiful woman at ringside. He felt a stab of jealousy at the balking, blonde man that she was obviously cheering for. The man in the rehab center felt it should've been him that she was cheering on.

        Watching the balding man's opponent, a taller blond squash his boot into the balding man's face; the man in the wheelchair felt a rage of hatred building inside of him. He didn't know why or how it was that he felt this way, but he did know that if he could talk, he'd have a lot of things to say about this man.

        The show came to an end and the match taking place broke down into an all out brawl with all the wrestlers who'd appeared on the SMACKDOWN program participating. Nurse Wilkins came to take the amnesiac mute man back to his room.

        As he was being wheeled back to what had been his home for the last year plus, he though about his family, whoever and wherever they were and wondered if they missed him. Did they think he was dead or where they still looking for him someplace?

        He also wondered if he'd eventually die in the rehab facility without ever knowing who he was or if there people who cared for him.

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