The scene fades into the arenas front garden where we see Elsa sitting on a wooden bench admiring the flowers, seemingly deep in thought. In her hands, she holds a single yellow rose.
Kicking her feet back and forth she looks side to side before a familiar soft voice gets her attention.
Terra: I thought I might find you here.
Elsa keeps her gaze facing forward as if she expected Terra to turn up.
Elsa: I thinking you would finding me here, too.
Terra makes her way over to the bench and sits next to her.
Elsa: I sorry I yell at you last week; I was just angry when I seeing Justin.
Terra: It is okay, Ms. Holmberg, I understand it may have been a shock to see him before you were ready.
Terra: I was very confused when I saw you. At first, I was happy that you and Justin could speak to one another and mend the broken hearts… but then I was very confused. After a moment of peaceful time in the park. I think I understood what was happening.
Elsa looks down for a second before looking up towards Terra.
Elsa: I getting this for you.
Elsa passes the yellow rose to Terra. She smiles wide and takes a contained smell of the Rose.
Terra: “A thorn defends the Rose, harming only those that would steal the Blossom.”
Terra smiles.
Terra: He misses you, you know?
Elsa: I know. He always leaving messages on my phone.
Terra: Do you think you should talk to him, hear him out?
Elsa: I don’t know if I ready.
Terra: I have spoken to Jehst during this period of uncertainty, Elsa. You are the one that taught me to be proud and confident.
Terra: Your pride has taught me a great deal and now I wish only to pass that back to you like our trees pass oxygen onto us. He has done nothing but try and find you and talk to you for the past few weeks, does that not show you his dedication to you?
Elsa looks down again before looking out to the garden.
Elsa: I guess you right.
Terra: So… You will speak to him?
Elsa takes a moment.
Elsa: ...Sure.
Terra smiles and hugs her from the side.
Terra: Great! Now, you must excuse me, I have to go.
Elsa watches as Terra gets up and leaves before turning her gaze once again to the patches of flowers in the arena garden.
The scene fades to black.
The Camera Pans To The X-Tron
The strange office that overlooks Barclay's Arena... The home of Turmoil.... Fades into view.
The chair where the mysterious and calculating man sits is empty. On his desk, a slew of papers lie in a heap.
A voice plays over the phone's messaging system. It's the man's voicemail.
??? (voicemail recording): Leave a message. *beeeeeep*
Woman: Yes, hello? .. Oh uh, yeah. I got your message about the wrestling show last week. I have the information you wanted. Just let me know when you'd like to meet.
While the voicemail continues, a creaking door opens and footsteps can be heard towards the phone.
Woman: ...I've spoken to that guy and he was intrigued. I just need to make a meeting. You can reach back to me at this number. I'll speak to you soon, Mr.--
A large hand presses down on a button on the phone, shutting it off before the name can be revealed.
???: Intrigued, huh? Heh. I think he's going to be a lot more than intrigued after I give him an offer he cannot refuse.
The camera follows below and behind the mysterious man, not revealing his identity, but following his point of view... peering down on the Turmoil Arena. A flashy ticker reads...
OCW TURMOIL!! TONIGHT AT 9:00PM!!
???: All of the pieces are falling into place.
The camera fades out, back to ringside after the ominous message.
TJ STEVENS vs BENJI MOORE
The camera cuts to the inside of a limo where Shepard sits facing the camera. His eyes are covered by black sunglasses, and he’s dressed in a black suit fit for a funeral. He removes the glasses and tucks them into his suit pocket.
Shep: OCW I sit before you as disgruntled as I’ve ever been with the product we see week in and week out on tv.
Shep:
While I’ve been here coming up on two years here I’ve had 1 one on one title opportunity.
Shep:
When I had that chance I snatched it. But then of course my first defense is against not one but two men.
Shep: Just like my tag team championship run I lost because of that sorry excuse for a competitor Cort “I lose always” Marshall.
Shep:
As I sat at home because some oldtimers wanted to play games with the book I see two rookies that I dominated in tag team competition get opportunities at the light and OCW World championships.
Shep: Do I even get a rematch for the belt I never lost, or put into a contender’s match, as disrespectful as that would be? No! But Cort was…, which brings me to why I’ve brought you here.
Shep exits the limo and the camera follows. The scene is a cemetery in who knows what town. The camera passes man headstones with flowers as it follows Shep down a path to a lonely headstone in a corner area.
Shep points for the camera to zoom in on the stone. It reads “Marshall”. The camera pans back and focuses on Shep.
Shep: I hope you’re watching Cort.
Shep smiles.
Shep: I’m at your old man’s grave site to pay some respects. Because you’ve done nothing but dishonor his memory with your bust of a career.
Shep:
I’m almost tempted to dig him up so I can tell him he doesn’t have to keep rolling over because you’re not going to stop disappointing him. You won’t stop until you’re buried six feet under with him.
Shep begins to unbuckle his belt…
Shep: Hey man you may want to turn away.
The camera does so. As the camera points to the sky Shep is heard…
Shep: This one’s for you Cort!
The sound of water hitting cement is heard but you know what it is. Shep is heard laughing as the camera cuts back to the arena.
ROAD 2 GOLD QUALIFER CODE JACKMAN vs T.L.B.S MATTEO
B17: Lee? Lee, you in here?
The locker room was deserted.
Slamming the door, B17 continues to search for Austin.
B17: Lee! Where you at?
B17’s voice echoes down the hallway.
Mistico peeks his head out from his private room.
Mistico: Hey, callate la boca. The champs are trying to sleep.
B17 shrugs him off and crashes through the door to the trainers room.
B17: Lee!
Mistico follows him in: Mierda santa, you’re annoying, y’know that? If I wouldn’t get suspended and probably stripped of the tag title, I’d handle you right now.
B17 shoves Mistico out of the way back into the hallway.
Mistico: It’d be a shame if there was another fire!
B17 stops turns and grabs Mistico by the shirt and shoves him against the wall.
B17: So let me understand this, *I go after Aries, something bad happens. I go after Jay Fury, something bad happens. *I accuse Wrex, something bad happens. I don't listen, something bad happens.
Mistico: You forgot one thing amigo, you don’t take your damn hands off me, something bad happens.
Wrex appears from his private locker room a few doors down.
Wrex: Sigh. Can I ask why you’re abusing our poor lucha here, bully?
B17 releases Mistico.
B17: Just responding appropriately to threats.
Wrex glares at Mistico.
Wrex: There are no threats. As a sign of good faith...I will give you what you want at Riot next week.
