Present Day

I gave the OCW Universe nothing but sheer delight by losing The OCW World Lightheavyweight Title. Whether it be the Past, Present or Future version of myself; I will always do it for them whether they like me or not.

Mugen once had control over a few men. That’s nothing compared to what I bring.

I have control of this entire federation. Just no one knows it just yet.

These men and women who thinks small Dupree called them, Commoners. They know nothing good for mankind and that’s why I’m on a mission for MYSELF to separate H2O from his common form.

Yes! Even with all his success in this timeline he still remains common. We all know in this present timeline The Lightheavyweight Title emerged this unknown energy called The Good Light.

It chose him because his DNA can handle the metamorphosis of this unknown entity and he WILL become The Infinite Light once he becomes a grand slam champion.

He will win the The OCW World Tag Team Titles with his one and only friend he has left in this business, Anthony Baker. His aura of power and fearlessness will win him the most covenant prize in OCW….

The World Heavyweight Title…..

...And as always...The legacy will continue tonight against Quartz….

In Hard 2 Obtain Definition….

There’s a knock at the door. Harvey opens his eyes slowly as his thoughts come to a close.

He walks over to the door and opens it slowly. A bright white light blinds him much like Mugen’s Time Machine….

Future Timeline 2020….

....and H2O wakes up in the ER!?

He wakes up dazed and confused as the nurses attempt to calm him down. They urge him to lay back down on the stretcher so he doesn’t injure himself any further.

H2O does so.

H2O: What’s going on? Why does my head and neck hurt so badly?

Suddenly as H2O continuously ask questions, the head nurse walks into the room. All the other nurses back away from his bedside to make room for this woman.

H2O finally stops asking a series of questions as he feels a demanding presence walk into the ER. A presence that he felt before.

He looks up and open his eyes wide….

Nurse: Hi, Harvey. I’ll be your nurse for this evening. My name is Heather Angelo. You already know that so we’re done with the formalities.

H2O tries to get the words to come out but he’s in such shock that he can’t even speak at the moment.

H2O: Since when di-

Heather: You’ve suffered a minor concussion. Unfortunately, the doctor has to keep you here overnight and he’ll check you in the morning to see if you have any fractures in your neck.

Heather rolls her eyes and proceeds.

Heather: Until then I’ll be keeping watch over you until he arrives. I must tell you if you think that any visitors will be seeing you tonight, think again.

Heather gets close to H2O and whispers in his ear.

Heather: It’ll just be you and me all night like he good ol’ days.

Heather licks H2O’s inner ear. H2O gets grossed out on the inside but shows worrisome on the outside. He can’t grasp at the idea that Heather is a nurse now.

Heather lifts herself away from H2O and gets ready to close his curtain for privacy. But….

H2O: Heather, please! Don’t go! I’m having these lucid dreams!

Heather steps back in and closes the curtain behind her.

Heather: It could be from the fall you had out in the parking lot area at that god awful Garden.

H2O: Who knows, Heather. The thing is this dream felt so real.

Heather: Yeah, What was it about?

Heather starts writing on her clipboard taking notes as H2O proceeds with his story.

H2O: Heather, it was about H2O finally losing The Good Light at Savage Lands.

Heather starts to laugh. H2O gives her a weird look and waits for her to stop so he can continue.

Heather: To who? Cause to my memory you remained undefeated and vacated the title.

Heather: I’m dying to know who Harvey actually lost to.

Heather tries to hold her composure but can be heard laughing under her breath. H2O has the most serious face Heather has ever seen.

She stops laughing completely now.

H2O: Mugen…..

Heather appears to be stunned by the dream.

They’re left staring at each other as the scene fades.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Interesting!
	You mean unnerving!

The scene opens with a distraught and angry Doc Young walking through the backstage area, still clutching his side following a neckbreak speed match, as he is approached by interviewer extraordinaire Stacy Clark, who is flanked by her camera crew as she prepares for her scheduled interview.

Stacy: Hello OCW Universe and welcome to the Clark effect with my guest tonight, Doc Young! Doc, tough loss tonight, but you've got to say there was no shortage of excitement out there despite you not being able to transfer that into a win, but how did it feel to be out in front of the OCW Universe once again tonight?

Young: You know, Stacy, usually given the position I was in out there right at the death I would be coming back hyped. After all, everything went according to plan. Give the crowd energy, and they'll return it and guide me to the top of the mountain. But that's not how it turned out tonight, and I'm going to have to pick myself up knowing I had that match won.

Stacy: Do you have any words for the victor, Rust Cohle, who is undoubtedly watching right now?

Young: I'd say fair play young man and the best of luck in your impending tag team title shot, but let's see how well you hold it together when you don't have the Judge, Jury and Executioner on your side. Or are you going to do just what you usually do, roll to the outside and sit out while your daddy carries you through it all? You'll get exposed again, just like you did at Savage Lands, yet you still bask in the glory of others and claim it as your own, but all is fair in love and war. Congratulations.

He sarcastically claps at the camera.

Stacy: Fighting words there, Doc. With everything going on around you, where does Doc Young go from here? You seemed to be getting pretty comfortable in that production trailer earlier tonight.

Young (Smiling): Ay, I'm gonna try to keep the production party going rain or shine so if any of y'all want in just let me know, we're open for business, baby! Other than that, I'm just gonna keep fighting and grinding, it's the only way I know how to do things. Just takin' it week by week, and sometimes you're going to get to the end of a week and be disappointed with the result. But I'll stick with it, I know my capabilities and we'll go again next week, I'm still hungry.

Stacy: That's how we like it around here, well done young man. One more quick question, if you have the time?

Young: Of course, Stace.

Stacy (Laughing): Where can we get that new shirt you've been wearing recently?

Doc gets thrown his new 'Uncrowned' shirt from behind the camera.

Young: Oh, you mean this one? Of course, you can get it from the OCW Shop online and in the megastore right here in Madison Square Garden? Available in men's and women's sizes, t-shirts, vests, sweatshirts-

Stacy (With her mouth directly over the microphone): Hoodies.

Young: Hoodies! Let's go, Stacy, plugging my stuff like that. Alright, I'm gonna go get my back fixed up, at least now I know what it's like to feel like Quartz. Young King out! It's been a pleasure as always, Stacy.

Doc and Stacy fist bump as he walks off camera.

Stacy: That's all for the Clark effect tonight folks, back to you guys!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Stuff upper lip!
	Thats the ticket!

Nathan looked at his family flanking him on either side. Filled with such joy and excitement, he could hardly contain himself from running off into The Bubba Con and leaving them behind. But his mom had a firm grasp on his hand while grandma and dad kept close.

He was just waiting for his moment, he knew it would come soon, they were all just as eager to explore the crazy world of OCW. His family was an OCW family.

They loved wrestling, some might even call them obsessive, but he didn’t care, because he knew one day he would grow up to be just like his hero, the mighty hunter, Drago. His father didn’t approve of his choice in favorites. Dad considered himself Old Country and never shut up about Nate Ortiz.

Mom didn’t like it, but Nathan had learned that he was named after The Ortiz Express. He didn’t mind, but Nate Ortiz was just so old. He couldn’t hang with the real bubba, dad didn’t like to be reminded of their match at Wrestlelution.


Mom had gone along with the name, but Nate suspected there was a deal. In return for naming their only child, she was allowed to keep a life sized doll of Tiberius Dupree.

He had found mommy playing with the doll once, but she had jumped up when the door had opened and quickly threw a blanket over The Betterness.

Nathan: DADDY, look! Look, Mom. Bubba arm wrestling! Daddy, try it!

The opening booth was crowded, but no one seemed to be in a hurry to challenge first.

Nathan: Come on dad!

He knew dad would crumble under his insistence and mom’s raised eyebrows. She always raised her eyebrows when daring him to try something.

Dad: Fine.

The crowd gave a roar of approval at the first contestant. Dad walked up to the table where a mechanical arm protruded from the counter.

The signs above claimed that it was “real Drago strength” explaining everyone’s hesitation. Dad locked his arm into place and gripped the fake hand. A countdown from three began.

Three.

Two.

One.

WOMP!

Dad: AHHHHHHHH!

Crowd: OWWWWW!

Voice from speaker: No redos, Bubba.

Dad: WHAT! No! Best of Three!

Speaker: Ok, Bubba.

Mom: Come on, Nate. You’re father could be at this for while.

She looked dejected and unimpressed.

Mom: Honey, we are gonna head over to the Stacy Clark Interview Experience.

Dad didn’t even notice. He could get, as mom called it, JCS stubborn.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Oh lord!
	Hahahhaa

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