V: Amy

The park earlier today was a nice change of pace from the constant go of my busy life. Sitting in a group with others who want to get Ryder released from jail, it's nice to be involved with like-minded people. As we sit here, I see faces I've seen during other protests. Sitting a few feet away from me is Evan Bourne, a computer programmer who believes in freedom of information. He's always at this sort of thing. Next to him is his boyfriend Kofi Kingston, who works as a doctor at Titan City Memorial Hospital. They've always been a cute couple.

Then there's him.

On the bottom step of the City Hall building stands Daniel Bryan. He's not handsome in the way that Evan or even Kofi is, instead, Daniel has a scruffy look that makes him look handsomely rugged. His brown hair is pulled back into a pony tail at the base of his neck. He's talking to a few people and my curiousness gets the best of me. I cross over to listen in to what he has to say. "They can't do this to an innocent man! The Helmsley's and McMahon's treat good and honorable men like Zach Ryder, a college student, as if they are criminals. We're here to try and get Ryder free!"

His words are passionate and I sit cross legged by the bottom step to listen to him. He smiles at me, "You…I've seen you around here before. I'm Daniel Bryan. And you are?"

"Amy Richards," I smile back, "My friends call me Ames though."

"Well it's nice to meet you," Daniel grins as he sits in front of me, "Then again it's nice to meet anyone brave enough to stand…sit…for a cause."

"I know Ryder, he's a friend," I supply, "I know he would never kidnap anyone, no matter what others seem to say about it."

"I'm glad you are so passionate in this," he claps a hand to my shoulder, "Are you a student at Titan City University?"

"Yes Mr. Bryan," I nod with a grin on my face. He has one of those strong hands on my shoulder and I feel like a nervous teenager again.

"Please, call me Daniel, Ames," he laughs, "I'm a college man myself. What do you study?"

"I study political science," I nod with a smile on my face, "When I get out of college I hope to be a member of a better mayor's cabinet."

"No kidding? I was a political science major," Daniel appraises with a nod, "Good grades?"

"3.0 G.P.A," I inform. "I'm looking for an internship or a job over the summer."

"Any idea where you wanna work?" Daniel inquires.

"I'm looking into Washington D.C, maybe with a senator." Sitting down and having a conversation with him, no matter what about, is nice. I mean, don't get me wrong, I like talking with Brad and all, but Daniel shares my ideology. He's an idealist too. "Any suggestions?"

"I may know a man running for mayor next year who would need a good campaign," he smirks, leaning against the step behind him.

I'm about to ask a question as the doors at City Hall burst open. Three men stand on the top step. In the center is old Vincent Kennedy McMahon, graying but powerful looking in his dark blue suit. To his left stands Hunter Hearst Helmsley, as sinister looking in black as I ever imagined him. To McMahon's right stands District Attorney Randy Orton, viperlike and cold in a gray suit. The three men make Daniel growl and he stands so that he can seem ready to contest whatever they have to say. "What the hell do you all think you're doing here?" Hunter sneers.

"We have the right to a peaceful protest," Daniel quips, "We're protesting."

"Protesting what?" growls Randy.

"The man you have in jail isn't capable of kidnapping," I back up, standing up for what I believe in. The glares given to me are terribly cold. I take a deep breath and stand my ground.

"And you know this how? Even when we think we know someone, they can surprise us," Vince calmly replies.

"Sir, I know Zach and have known him since we were young," I strongly defend. "He's not capable of such a thing."

"HE was the last person to see Miss Lee," Randy scoffs, "several sources say she went into his home and didn't come out."

"Sources you probably bullied into saying it," Daniel fires back.

"How about this," Hunter's voice sounds like he might snap soon, "You lot get off of public grounds and we won't lock you in prison."

"Peaceful protest is a right we have," I defy, glaring at Helmsley. Boy I wish I could smack the taste out of his mouth.

"Then how about this," Vince calmly states, "ma'am, you and Mr. Bryan meet with me on Monday and we can discuss this in depth. Does that sound fair?"

"Vince," Hunter look and sounds shocked at his father in law. Remember when I said Vince was a good mayor until this jackass showed up? This is a prime example of that. Vince is a man of the people. Hunter is a man of the elite.

"Sir it would have to be after or before my classes," I inform. Randy rolls his eyes and Hunter mutters under his breath.

He nods, a polite smile on his face, "Very well. How does 7:00 am sound?"

"Perfect actually."

"Very well. I would appreciate it if you would all kindly go home, but if you don't you have that right," Vince says before turning to go back inside, followed by the other two.

I grin, turning to Daniel, "This is a huge victory for us!"

"It's quite the victory," Daniel agrees, "We should meet up and talk about what we're going to present Monday."

"I have a free period between classes tomorrow. There's a coffee shop on campus. Wanna meet around noon?" I invite as the other members of the sit-in begin to go their separate ways.

"Sure," Daniel grins, "Oh and Amy?"

"Yes?"

"You're on your way to being an advocate of the people's rights," smiles Daniel before he turns to leave. Coming from him, that's an honor.