REMINDER

I returned home to New Zealand after my October Warfare Match with Doc D'Ville ended in a no-contest when both of us disappeared under a pile of burning rubble. I awoke in a hospital with a concussion. My umpteenth concussion when it came to Wrestling concussions. But I was fine to travel provided I stay awake for the journey home which I did. Nothing else came of it.

Then 3 days later after spending time with my wife and kids, I was sorting out a plan to deal with future Warfare operations with myself and the Misfits. When all of a sudden I became very hot, had a huge headache, started hearing loud siren noise in my ears, and as a result of all of this, lost my eyesight.

My wife called the ambulance, they arrived, and placed a drip in my arm, to settle me down. After a while, I felt better, but because according to them I had suffered a brain injury, a brain bleeds, or to be frank a T.B.I. Traumatic Brain Injury.

I was sent to a hospital to have an M.R.I scan. But in order to have a scan, I was told that they needed to inject a dye in my head.

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M.R.I ASSISTANT: "But first I need to inject you with a dye."

"Okay.... wait.... what..... why?"

MRI ASSISTANT: "Because in order to have a good look at what is going on in your brain, we need to light up your brain so we can see what we are dealing with."

"I guess that's understandable. Go ahead."

MRI ASSISTANT: "Once I inject this you will soon feel your head get hot. It's just the dye doing its thing."

"Great. Okay."

The M.R.I assistant injected the dye into my arm. He then took me into the M.R.I room, and together with a couple of others transferred me onto the M.R.I bed.

M.R.I ASSISTANT: "This is going to take 15 minutes so I need you to lie absolute stall."

I just nodded.

He placed a face mask over me, and it was then that my head became hot. Really, really hot.

I was then put into the M.R.I machine.

I felt really claustrophobic.

I didn't dare move.

The machine started getting louder with all these clicking noises.

I just laid there and tried to relax.

But I couldn't.

The heat in my head was frustrating.

And then suddenly it was all over.

My bed came out of the M.R.I scanner.

M.R.I ASSISTANT: "Thank you Mr. 'M' we will return you to your room, we will get the scans to your Doctor as soon as we can."

I just nodded.

M.R.I ASSISTANT: "Drink some water in order to get rid of the taste of the dye."

"Okay."

I was transferred onto a bed. Then wheeled out back into the corridor where my Orderly was waiting for me. He took me back to my room in absolute quiet. I was trying to digest what was happening. As we got to my room, I saw my wife, Maria, with her father and brother.

The orderly placed my bed into the room and left.

MARIA: "How are you feeling babe?"

"I feel a bit hot, they had to give me a dye to find out what's going on in my head."

Markus, Maria's father asked: "I'm sorry to hear about what happened. We can stay as long as we can."

"It's all good. I think I maybe here a few hours.

Jack, Maria's brother pulled up a chair. "Good, it looks like we're staying."

I just laid back, still feeling really tired. I closed my eyes.




Next minute I heard:

DOCTOR: "Mr 'M'"

I opened my eyes "Yes?"

DOCTOR: "We've just reviewed your M.R.I scan. Here's the thing The scan didn't work. It wasn't very clear."

MARIA: "What does that mean?"

DOCTOR: "It looks like there was a problem with our M.R.I scanner. We need to wait a couple of days for the die to wear off to try again, but it won't be here."

"Excuse me? It won't be here? What are you saying?"

DOCTOR: "We are sort of not equipped to deal with you here, as it's obvious you are going to be needing an operation. So we need to make a decision whether to send you to Wellington Hospital or Waikato Hospital."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Wellington Hospital was just across town, while Waikato Hospital was at least 5 hours away by car. In a different city altogether.

MARIA: "Hold on, why do we have to go to Waikato because Wellington is the closest."

DOCTOR: "We aren't sure what hospital be best for your husband. We're just waiting on that information. Once we have that information I'll be okay."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing, and as he left I just shut my eyes again. I was so tired. Now I needed an operation.






It must have been some time later. when I heard the Doctor's voice again.

DOCTOR: "Mr 'M'."

I opened my eyes.

"What time is it?"

MARIA: "2 a.m. We've been here for about 4 hours."

I looked at the doctor.

"Yes?"

DOCTOR: "A decision has been made. We will be transferring you to Wellington Hospital. You will be admitted and a specialist will see you around 9 a.m. to discuss your case. I'll get a nurse to get you ready to transfer."

So lucky for me we didn't have to travel.

"Great."

DOCTOR: "You'll get the best help at Wellington Hospital. I'm sorry we're not equipped for you here."

"I guess that's okay."

DOCTOR: "Good luck."

"Thanks."

The Doctor left, and I looked across at Maria, who just gave me a smile. She was worried.

A nurse came in and prepared me to get ready to travel again. I was just tired.



T.B.C

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PRESENT DAY
LOCKER ROOM OF MASTERMIND
PALACIO VELDROMO LUIS PUIG,
VALENCIA, ITALY

A camera is turned on, and the feed goes live to the XWF Universe. It shows Mastermind sitting on a wooden chair trying to get changed. He is looking ahead of himself, It's like he is thinking about his upcoming tag team match with Morbid Angel taking on Them No Good Bastards, Robbie Bourbon, and Thunder Knuckles.
A cough off-camera made him blink, and focus on the camera.

"So here we are. Just hours away from my biggest tag team match in years, where Morbid Angel and I are about to take on TGNBB. Those No Good Boring Bastards.

"Morbid and I are ready.

"I don't think TGNBB are, as they underestimated us so very, very, much.

"They even suggested I brought a t-shirt of theirs. Wrong. Fact #1: It was brought for me and sent to me. I did not buy it. So their fake assumption of me buying their t-shirt is so fake, it's unfuckingbelivable. Of all the people who sent me it, it was Dolly Waters.

"So get your facts straight shitbags.

"And another lie is that I have brain damage. I don't have fucking brain damage. If I had brain damage I wouldn't be talking, I wouldn't be walking, I wouldn't be wrestling. I had brain surgery because I suffered an injury. An injury isn't fucking brain damage. How dare you guys say that. You just looking for points. You dumb mother fuckers. So that's just wrong again. Idiots."

Mastermind smirks and puts on his left shoe, before looking back at the camera.

"And you called me Mentally Handicapped. How dare you, you boring son of bitches. There's no way I'm handicapped. So that's a third thing that you got wrong. So very disappointing of you guys. No wonder you both don't know what you are doing or saying. No wonder you guys are so underprepared for this match. No wonder you have no right whatsoever to be involved in that tag team title match at March Madness, because it's obvious now is the time that you guys are too weak to even get the win. Idiots. You guys are like lambs to the slaughter if you go up against the current tag team champions. You'll both be eaten alive.

"But Morbid and I are too on to it when it comes to this match, we won't be lambs to the slaughter when we take on the Tag Team Champions at March Madness, and that's not just self-belief but mere fact.

"What more do you have TGNBB? You think you can attack me because I've had a brain injury. You think you can attack me because I'm easy. You think you can attack me because I may be the weakest link. But I'm not. Nor is Morbid. We are the strongest that we can ever be. And we will beat you to win a place at March Madness. And then who will suck? You guys."

Mastermind starts laughing as he puts on his last shoe. He looks at the camera and it's intense.

"The time is my time for a shot at tag team glory.
The time is Morbid Angel's time for a shot at tag team glory.
It's our time. Not your time.
Not the time of Those No Good Boring Bastards.

"See you in the ring Thunder Knuckles
See you in the ring Robbie Bourbon.
See you as you eat our dust
as we head to March Madness
to compete for Tag Team Gold."

Mastermind gets up and walks off camera.
The camera fades out.