Notes: This is all your fault Harry ;).
I rolled my eyes as I picked up my father from the cabin. He was standing there in jeans, T-shirt, a hat and sunglasses. He also had a bag with him. They'd all shoot us both if they knew what we were doing. I swear it wasn't my idea! I have enough problems with my mother finding out about what Vince did and my sister thinking the McMahon's are saints. But no my dad decides to make everything even more complicated. He wants to do something really stupid.
He wants to see me wrestle at OVW.
You know anyone else would be happy to have their legendary father watch them wrestle. But their fathers probably aren't presumed dead by almost everyone in the world! My dad has lost his mind.
"Dad are you absolutely sure about this? What if someone spots you?"
"Daniel I've already told you. No one will spot me. Because a. I've got a good disguise and b. No one's looking for a dead wrestler to show up at a wrestling show."
I sigh. I guess there was no arguing with my father. I drop him off at the gas station down the road so he can change into a disguise. He's already wearing sunglasses and a hat but he's got an idea that would fool even Eddy. I have to see this. Hopefully if it's a good disguise I won't be able to spot him.
When I got to the arena almost everyone was there. I found Cam in the dressing room. We quickly went over our strategy for the night. My dad temporarily forgotten. This match wasn't going to be easy that was for sure. Maybe this wasn't the type of match dad should see me wrestle in.
When our match was announced I saw that Chad had chosen one of the biggest people in OVW, Peter Patterson. I guess it's a wise choice in a shoot fight, unscripted whatever you want to call it, since Cam and I both are pretty small. I may be announced at 205 but I actually weigh about 185 and Cam's almost 10 pounds heavier. But whatever. Chad was going to learn something about working for Vince.
Athena, who's hair was even redder if that was possible, was waiting for us. I wasn't going to tell her about my father being in the audience. Me knowing was all that was needed. I had enough to worry about with just me knowing. We went out to the ring I looked everywhere and didn't see anyone that resembled my father. That was a good thing if he was there.
"Your family here?" Athena asked. I guess she had seen me looking around. I almost said yes but shook my head.
Simone accompanied Peter and Chad and all three were glaring at me. Which was expected I guess. Cam started the match with Peter. They wrestled for a little bit and then I tagged in. Chad immediately tagged in. We circled each other. The ref stood back just watching.
"I'm going to make you pay for me being fired." Chad said.
"You got yourself fired." I said as we locked up. Chad kicked me hard in the stomach. I fell to the mat. He kicked me in the ribs. I got back up and chopped him. I had known chops were something dad was known for. I had once heard a story from someone that dad made a wrestler cry once with his chops. I backed Chad into the corner and continued to chop him.
I saw out of the corner of my eye Peter distracting the ref. While my head was turned Chad tossed me out of the ring and followed me out. He threw me into the barricade dazing me just a little. I got up slowly and rolled into the ring and was kicked by Peter. Then he stepped on my hand hard. And that hurt. I kicked him in the leg and got up to my knees. I saw I wasn't too far from my corner and crawled over. That was when I was kicked in the head. I rolled out of the ring. And sold that. It might be unscripted but we didn't want the fans to know that.
I got hit in the head with something hard. I lay there a few seconds trying to get the world to stop spinning. Chad rolled me back into the ring. He kicked my hand several times before tagging back out to Peter. He suplexed me and I hit the mat hard. This wasn't even a wrestling match anymore. Even the suplex wasn't done right. They were out to injure me. Definitely not the match my father should be watching.
This went on for several minutes before I was able to tag out to Cam. I sat on the apron just watching him take over on them. Cam was even able to make Chad bleed hardway. I got back into the ring and speared Peter as Chad was hit with the superkick for the win. We both rolled out of the ring. Athena came over and congratulated us both. My head still felt like someone was beating a drum in it. But at least the match was over and Chad was out of here.
Uncle Eddy met us in the back. "Good match you two. Danny have the trainer check on you. Your wrist is swollen."
I looked down. I hadn't even noticed that. It really was swollen and it hurt. I went to the training room. The trainer, Brick, checked my wrist and then checked for a concussion. "No breaks or a concussion but you did sprain your wrist. Try not to use it for two weeks while training."
"Thanks Brick."
The tag match was the last match of the night. I changed and then picked up my father at the gas station and he told me how good the match was and how proud he was of me.
Unfortunately for us when we got back to the cabin there was a cabin full of angry people wondering where the hell we went.
Before we went into the cabin dad took something from around his neck and handed it to me.
"I want you to have this." He said. "It means a lot to me and I want to give it to you."
I was about to look at it when my car door was opened. I looked up to see Erichson.
I rolled my eyes as I picked up my father from the cabin. He was standing there in jeans, T-shirt, a hat and sunglasses. He also had a bag with him. They'd all shoot us both if they knew what we were doing. I swear it wasn't my idea! I have enough problems with my mother finding out about what Vince did and my sister thinking the McMahon's are saints. But no my dad decides to make everything even more complicated. He wants to do something really stupid.
He wants to see me wrestle at OVW.
You know anyone else would be happy to have their legendary father watch them wrestle. But their fathers probably aren't presumed dead by almost everyone in the world! My dad has lost his mind.
"Dad are you absolutely sure about this? What if someone spots you?"
"Daniel I've already told you. No one will spot me. Because a. I've got a good disguise and b. No one's looking for a dead wrestler to show up at a wrestling show."
I sigh. I guess there was no arguing with my father. I drop him off at the gas station down the road so he can change into a disguise. He's already wearing sunglasses and a hat but he's got an idea that would fool even Eddy. I have to see this. Hopefully if it's a good disguise I won't be able to spot him.
When I got to the arena almost everyone was there. I found Cam in the dressing room. We quickly went over our strategy for the night. My dad temporarily forgotten. This match wasn't going to be easy that was for sure. Maybe this wasn't the type of match dad should see me wrestle in.
When our match was announced I saw that Chad had chosen one of the biggest people in OVW, Peter Patterson. I guess it's a wise choice in a shoot fight, unscripted whatever you want to call it, since Cam and I both are pretty small. I may be announced at 205 but I actually weigh about 185 and Cam's almost 10 pounds heavier. But whatever. Chad was going to learn something about working for Vince.
Athena, who's hair was even redder if that was possible, was waiting for us. I wasn't going to tell her about my father being in the audience. Me knowing was all that was needed. I had enough to worry about with just me knowing. We went out to the ring I looked everywhere and didn't see anyone that resembled my father. That was a good thing if he was there.
"Your family here?" Athena asked. I guess she had seen me looking around. I almost said yes but shook my head.
Simone accompanied Peter and Chad and all three were glaring at me. Which was expected I guess. Cam started the match with Peter. They wrestled for a little bit and then I tagged in. Chad immediately tagged in. We circled each other. The ref stood back just watching.
"I'm going to make you pay for me being fired." Chad said.
"You got yourself fired." I said as we locked up. Chad kicked me hard in the stomach. I fell to the mat. He kicked me in the ribs. I got back up and chopped him. I had known chops were something dad was known for. I had once heard a story from someone that dad made a wrestler cry once with his chops. I backed Chad into the corner and continued to chop him.
I saw out of the corner of my eye Peter distracting the ref. While my head was turned Chad tossed me out of the ring and followed me out. He threw me into the barricade dazing me just a little. I got up slowly and rolled into the ring and was kicked by Peter. Then he stepped on my hand hard. And that hurt. I kicked him in the leg and got up to my knees. I saw I wasn't too far from my corner and crawled over. That was when I was kicked in the head. I rolled out of the ring. And sold that. It might be unscripted but we didn't want the fans to know that.
I got hit in the head with something hard. I lay there a few seconds trying to get the world to stop spinning. Chad rolled me back into the ring. He kicked my hand several times before tagging back out to Peter. He suplexed me and I hit the mat hard. This wasn't even a wrestling match anymore. Even the suplex wasn't done right. They were out to injure me. Definitely not the match my father should be watching.
This went on for several minutes before I was able to tag out to Cam. I sat on the apron just watching him take over on them. Cam was even able to make Chad bleed hardway. I got back into the ring and speared Peter as Chad was hit with the superkick for the win. We both rolled out of the ring. Athena came over and congratulated us both. My head still felt like someone was beating a drum in it. But at least the match was over and Chad was out of here.
Uncle Eddy met us in the back. "Good match you two. Danny have the trainer check on you. Your wrist is swollen."
I looked down. I hadn't even noticed that. It really was swollen and it hurt. I went to the training room. The trainer, Brick, checked my wrist and then checked for a concussion. "No breaks or a concussion but you did sprain your wrist. Try not to use it for two weeks while training."
"Thanks Brick."
The tag match was the last match of the night. I changed and then picked up my father at the gas station and he told me how good the match was and how proud he was of me.
Unfortunately for us when we got back to the cabin there was a cabin full of angry people wondering where the hell we went.
Before we went into the cabin dad took something from around his neck and handed it to me.
"I want you to have this." He said. "It means a lot to me and I want to give it to you."
I was about to look at it when my car door was opened. I looked up to see Erichson.