Still in Canada. We'll be in Canada for quite awhile. Still in Athena's
Well, this is fun.
We're sitting in my Aunt Julie and Uncle Bret's house after getting in from Kentucky and pretty much all hell has broken loose.
After we walked in on my aunts Diana and Ellie arguing with Aunt Julie, Lance Storm and his wife Dawn Marie, my dad decided to announce his presence by lashing out at his sisters, not undeserved in my opinion. Now Ellie was passed out on one of our couches, Diana looked like she wasn't far from it, herself, and me, Uncle Bret, and my Dad were getting bombarded with questions from four people at once (though Aunt Julie's was more of the "how was your trip variety, not the 'what the hell are you doing back from the dead?' questions my dad was getting).
There was a knock on the door in the midst of all the questioning. Ellie still hadn't woken up yet. Should I have been worried?
Lance spoke: "That's probably Raven, he went for a smoke when Ellie and Diana got here. Probably missed you guys coming up."
Uncle Bret nodded, "I'll get it," he said, heading for the door.
He opened the door, to reveal Scott Levy a.k.a. Raven all right. But he also had Eric Bischoff by the neck of his jacket and shirt and what looked like to be the beginnings of a pretty mean black eye.
"Wanna explain why HE was waiting outside your house?" Raven asked.
"I wanted to make sure there was no bloodshed?" Eric answered while trying to get out of the death grip Levy had on him.
"Seems like you cause bloodshed yourself. Or are you going to deny once again that you had nothing to do with Kemper?" I winced when he said that. I heard that a lot in OVW from Vince supporters. A lot of people who are pro - Vince McMahon tend to blame anybody that's anti - Vince for everything under the sun. I know there was a lot of heavy speculation around the time that my dad died over what exactly caused his 'death.' Some people stated that Eric had ordered my Dad's murder to set himself very close to my Dad and keep him away from Vince McMahon. Personally, though I know that Bischoff's done some pretty underhanded stuff according to Ric Flair and Shane McMahon, I couldn't see why he would order my Dad's murder than be one of the chief mourners at his funeral. Then again Vince McMahon himself did a pretty good job of acting like he was sorry my Dad died. At least I know who was really behind my Dad's 'death.'
"Eric had nothing to do with it Scott," Uncle Bret said quietly. "It was completely McMahon and Russo's idea."
"Oh come off it Bret," Levy started, "I know you hate Vince but - "
"It's true Raven," My Dad suddenly called out. "It was all Vince."
The color of Scott Levy's face completely faded away, reminding me of that day in Danny's apartment when I blurted out in front of Ric Flair, Arn Anderson and my uncle that my Dad was alive. Fortunately the man they called Raven didn't faint. Yet.
"What the fucking hell?!!" Levy shouted dropping Eric Bischoff whom landed on the carpeted floor of our living room with a soft thud. "How? What?"
"You can thank Eddy Guerrero," Eric explained rubbing at his throat. "Apparently if he hadn't overheard Nash and Hall bragging about what was going to happen at Kemper in April, Owen really would've been dead. Vince was gung - ho to kill him to payback Bret for leaving."
"Oh really?" Diana asked finding her voice in the mist of all of this. She's probably the only one of us that really hated Eric, seeing as her late husband was fired shortly after jumping to WCW after suffering an injury. "What about Chris Benoit? I suppose Eddy didn't hear them allegedly plotting his murder as well?" I winced at that word allegedly. Why did I know Danny's dad was going to come up?
Those of us who knew the truth kinda exchanged glances with each other, wondering what the hell to say. Lance Storm caught the glances.
"No, way!" he exclaimed, finally putting two and two together, "Chris is alive too?"
My Uncle and my Dad nodded and Scott Levy let out a string of curse words.
"Jesus fucking Christ! Is there anybody else coming back from the dead that I should know about?" he shouted.
My uncle sat down in one of the chairs, "Not that I know of Scotty," he said with a sigh. As he said that I caught a flash of something in my Dad's eyes that I couldn't quite decipher. I didn't have anymore time to dwell on it since Ellie started to come too.
"Ooooh," she moaned. "I thought I had a nightmare or some - " she trailed off when she saw my Father. I thought she was going to faint again, but no such luck.
"Owen?" she asked sitting up.
"Yeah, it's me. Alive and well, no thanks to Vince," my Dad spat out. I'd never heard such anger in his voice. I wonder how much of that had to do with what Ellie did telling Stephanie about my training?
Ellie had the sense to look downcast and remorseful.
"I'm sorry," she said softly.
"Sorry Ellie? For what? For you and Diana tearing this family apart? For potentially putting Mom and Dad in early graves with your antics? For siding with the guy that tried to have me killed? Or worse for putting my daughter in jeopardy by going to his daughter? Did you know that Stephanie tried to blackmail Athena? That she threatened Athena when she turned own Stephanie's offer? That Athena would suffer my fate sharpshooting the bitch?" I could see shock in the eyes of everybody in the room but Uncle Bret's and Eric's. Uncle Bret knew what happened already and likely Bischoff did as well since he was probably the person that told Eddy that Vince had kidnaped Danny because of what I did.
Diana looked about ready to open her mouth again. I she'd said something stupid or defended Vince still after that I'd have punched her, blood relative or not. But Ellie spoke up before she could.
"I think we better go," Ellie said standing up on unsteady feet and walking towards the door. "Maybe I'll come by later and talk," She at least looked remorseful about what she had done. Did Aunt Diana feel the same? I doubt it. Ellie cast an apologetic look around the room as she and Diana walked out the door.
My Dad, Eric, Uncle Bret and I had just started explaining things when the doorbell rang. Uncle Bret got up and answered it. It was my Uncle Bruce.
"Hey, Bret, I was stopping by to check on Julie, but I'm glad your home. She was worried about you and Athena when you guys just disappeared up out of no - " his speech was stopped in its tracks when he laid eyes on my Father.
"O - Owen?" My Uncle stammered.
"Hey Bruce," my Dad said.
"I think I need to sit down," my Uncle said, sliding down into the chair that a few moments ago had been occupied by Uncle Bret.
As we started from the top again, I started getting nervous. If things were going to be this explosive tonight then what the hell was tomorrow morning going to be like when my Mom saw my Dad again for the first time in almost 20 years? What was going to be her reaction? Or my brother's for that matter?
Suddenly I was greatly dreading tomorrow.
Well, this is fun.
We're sitting in my Aunt Julie and Uncle Bret's house after getting in from Kentucky and pretty much all hell has broken loose.
After we walked in on my aunts Diana and Ellie arguing with Aunt Julie, Lance Storm and his wife Dawn Marie, my dad decided to announce his presence by lashing out at his sisters, not undeserved in my opinion. Now Ellie was passed out on one of our couches, Diana looked like she wasn't far from it, herself, and me, Uncle Bret, and my Dad were getting bombarded with questions from four people at once (though Aunt Julie's was more of the "how was your trip variety, not the 'what the hell are you doing back from the dead?' questions my dad was getting).
There was a knock on the door in the midst of all the questioning. Ellie still hadn't woken up yet. Should I have been worried?
Lance spoke: "That's probably Raven, he went for a smoke when Ellie and Diana got here. Probably missed you guys coming up."
Uncle Bret nodded, "I'll get it," he said, heading for the door.
He opened the door, to reveal Scott Levy a.k.a. Raven all right. But he also had Eric Bischoff by the neck of his jacket and shirt and what looked like to be the beginnings of a pretty mean black eye.
"Wanna explain why HE was waiting outside your house?" Raven asked.
"I wanted to make sure there was no bloodshed?" Eric answered while trying to get out of the death grip Levy had on him.
"Seems like you cause bloodshed yourself. Or are you going to deny once again that you had nothing to do with Kemper?" I winced when he said that. I heard that a lot in OVW from Vince supporters. A lot of people who are pro - Vince McMahon tend to blame anybody that's anti - Vince for everything under the sun. I know there was a lot of heavy speculation around the time that my dad died over what exactly caused his 'death.' Some people stated that Eric had ordered my Dad's murder to set himself very close to my Dad and keep him away from Vince McMahon. Personally, though I know that Bischoff's done some pretty underhanded stuff according to Ric Flair and Shane McMahon, I couldn't see why he would order my Dad's murder than be one of the chief mourners at his funeral. Then again Vince McMahon himself did a pretty good job of acting like he was sorry my Dad died. At least I know who was really behind my Dad's 'death.'
"Eric had nothing to do with it Scott," Uncle Bret said quietly. "It was completely McMahon and Russo's idea."
"Oh come off it Bret," Levy started, "I know you hate Vince but - "
"It's true Raven," My Dad suddenly called out. "It was all Vince."
The color of Scott Levy's face completely faded away, reminding me of that day in Danny's apartment when I blurted out in front of Ric Flair, Arn Anderson and my uncle that my Dad was alive. Fortunately the man they called Raven didn't faint. Yet.
"What the fucking hell?!!" Levy shouted dropping Eric Bischoff whom landed on the carpeted floor of our living room with a soft thud. "How? What?"
"You can thank Eddy Guerrero," Eric explained rubbing at his throat. "Apparently if he hadn't overheard Nash and Hall bragging about what was going to happen at Kemper in April, Owen really would've been dead. Vince was gung - ho to kill him to payback Bret for leaving."
"Oh really?" Diana asked finding her voice in the mist of all of this. She's probably the only one of us that really hated Eric, seeing as her late husband was fired shortly after jumping to WCW after suffering an injury. "What about Chris Benoit? I suppose Eddy didn't hear them allegedly plotting his murder as well?" I winced at that word allegedly. Why did I know Danny's dad was going to come up?
Those of us who knew the truth kinda exchanged glances with each other, wondering what the hell to say. Lance Storm caught the glances.
"No, way!" he exclaimed, finally putting two and two together, "Chris is alive too?"
My Uncle and my Dad nodded and Scott Levy let out a string of curse words.
"Jesus fucking Christ! Is there anybody else coming back from the dead that I should know about?" he shouted.
My uncle sat down in one of the chairs, "Not that I know of Scotty," he said with a sigh. As he said that I caught a flash of something in my Dad's eyes that I couldn't quite decipher. I didn't have anymore time to dwell on it since Ellie started to come too.
"Ooooh," she moaned. "I thought I had a nightmare or some - " she trailed off when she saw my Father. I thought she was going to faint again, but no such luck.
"Owen?" she asked sitting up.
"Yeah, it's me. Alive and well, no thanks to Vince," my Dad spat out. I'd never heard such anger in his voice. I wonder how much of that had to do with what Ellie did telling Stephanie about my training?
Ellie had the sense to look downcast and remorseful.
"I'm sorry," she said softly.
"Sorry Ellie? For what? For you and Diana tearing this family apart? For potentially putting Mom and Dad in early graves with your antics? For siding with the guy that tried to have me killed? Or worse for putting my daughter in jeopardy by going to his daughter? Did you know that Stephanie tried to blackmail Athena? That she threatened Athena when she turned own Stephanie's offer? That Athena would suffer my fate sharpshooting the bitch?" I could see shock in the eyes of everybody in the room but Uncle Bret's and Eric's. Uncle Bret knew what happened already and likely Bischoff did as well since he was probably the person that told Eddy that Vince had kidnaped Danny because of what I did.
Diana looked about ready to open her mouth again. I she'd said something stupid or defended Vince still after that I'd have punched her, blood relative or not. But Ellie spoke up before she could.
"I think we better go," Ellie said standing up on unsteady feet and walking towards the door. "Maybe I'll come by later and talk," She at least looked remorseful about what she had done. Did Aunt Diana feel the same? I doubt it. Ellie cast an apologetic look around the room as she and Diana walked out the door.
My Dad, Eric, Uncle Bret and I had just started explaining things when the doorbell rang. Uncle Bret got up and answered it. It was my Uncle Bruce.
"Hey, Bret, I was stopping by to check on Julie, but I'm glad your home. She was worried about you and Athena when you guys just disappeared up out of no - " his speech was stopped in its tracks when he laid eyes on my Father.
"O - Owen?" My Uncle stammered.
"Hey Bruce," my Dad said.
"I think I need to sit down," my Uncle said, sliding down into the chair that a few moments ago had been occupied by Uncle Bret.
As we started from the top again, I started getting nervous. If things were going to be this explosive tonight then what the hell was tomorrow morning going to be like when my Mom saw my Dad again for the first time in almost 20 years? What was going to be her reaction? Or my brother's for that matter?
Suddenly I was greatly dreading tomorrow.