--Warfare Aftermath, 08-06-2014--

The Crowd is still making their way out of the arena after another action packed Wednesday Night with the XWF. The crew of roadies has just begun work taking apart the stages. And the Superstars are winding down after another night of entertainment. The hallways are busy with people going forth and back, getting ready to saddle up and get back on the road. The camera pans around to find McKayla Ryback, standing next to the soda machine, a water bottle tumbling out. She snatches it up and flips it in the air turning around to head back for the locker room, but shes stopped, a figure stands in her way, The Figure of Steve Sayors. They look each other up and down for a moment before McKayla attempts to step around him, he moves to the side momentarily and pushes her backwards.

McKayla Ryback - Yo Bro? Can I Help you with something?

He raises his eyebrow.

Steve Sayors - You know I should ask you the same thing, fans aren't supposed to be back here?

"Don't have to worry man, I'm not a fan of yours.

He smirks for a moment, throwing his head back and resting his hand over his mouth. The comment was slick had to admit but you could tell it irritated him.

"No What I'm saying is what are you doing back here?

"I'm sorry, do you run something? are you like security?

"No what I'm saying is--"

"What the fuck are you talking to my sister for?

The camera moves to see Zoey Ryback standing a few feet behind Steve, he smiles for a moment before turning around, she steps passed him, standing in front of McKayla.

"Where's her guest pass?"

She nods her head, addressing him sarcastically

"Oh she doesn't have one, but the last mother fucker who should have anything to say to her is definitely you. So why dont you walk the fuck on with you useless Twat. Don't you ever put your hands on my sister again, You fucking understand me?"

"Damn, your definitely from North Carolina. No reason to Turn-Up Zoey, I'm just--"

"Oh No? You dont think so? You actually have no idea how lucky you are, I should wreck you where you stand kid! But I've got bigger things to worry about. If I ever see you put your goddamn hands on my sister again I will destroy you. Do You Fucking Understand?"

Steve nods his head, Smiling Confidently. Zoey waves her hand and her and McKayla walk passed, she shoulders him as she passes. He sighs, watching them walk off, he shakes his head.

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--08-06-2014--

Its crazy, how fast the world can almost stop spinning. After what happened last week, I've been asking more questions than I have in my entire life. When Nick found us in that Parking Lot that night. He told us everything, he said that he had dropped the ball, that Jacob had run him directly into someone connected. That he never meant for anything like that to happen to us. I've never seen him almost cry before, I took his hand and hugged him. What can I say I have a bit of a soft spot for people and emotion, besides, I couldn't ever stay mad at Nick. There's a part of me that really does care for this kid, its weird.

"Hey, Hey, Its okay. I mean, what happened was definitely... fucked up. But Nick, you can't blame yourself, there would have been no way for you to know you were walking into that. Just... Goes to show you can't really be sure who's who."

He nods his head, sitting back against the car, he looks up at the stars, only a few visible over the light pollution of the city.

Nick Cagero - "I know Zoey, I know, its just the entire ride here I was so stressed, I couldn't let people I Care for get hurt again, all I could think about was the two of you. Its just... a shitty feeling."

I nodded, sitting down on the ground next to him, leaning my head on his shoulder.

"I know it is... I really do."

We sat in a comfortable Silence for a few moments, a shooting star rides across the center of the sky, I smile, this is getting too perfect.

"So! This next show though!"

We laugh, feeling the same thing about that last moment.

"Yeah that show! Who's gettin' it this week?"

"Some politician, its funny, alot of the shit he says I really agree with.

"As far as?"

"His views, he's got alot of determination, I was thinking, maybe we could use him. Because if this guy is plugged in, maybe he could help us?"

"Yeah, but you can never really trust people like that, I guess just see what he's about.

"I plan to."

"So, how many of them were there."

"Like Seven or Eight, I dont know, they didn't have the cards we found before, what does that mean?"

"They worked as a contract for JV, it means they didn't expect you to be able to walk out of there. But... now that you have, I can say that... theres alot thats coming, a storm... a war."

It was sort of scary, I held his arm a little tighter as I considered it. Looking up at the stars through the haze of humidity that was falling over the city, I wondered if I should go off the grid.

"So what should I do? Should I quit XWF?"

"No, they know who you are, theres no point, the good thing about it, is it will keep you on the move, and with the program walking on eggshells for the passed couple of years I doubt they will try to make a move on a public figure, at least in view of the country. But rest assured... they're out there."

"So... what do we do?"

It took him a few moments to answer, he tapped his fingers against his pant leg. He wasn't even sure, and I Could tell.

"The last time, we payed a heavy price to see it all end, and after we did all that here we are right now, I dont see that there is anything we can do. We just have to make it through whatever they throw at us."

"That doesn't sound like a plan Nick, if they are capable of something like that, what else are they capable of?"

Suddenly I remembered, the flash forward, the jump I made in that Hotel Room.

"Nick, I've got a question."

"I've got an answer."

"How is it that you are able to do the things you do? How is it that you became... what you are?"

"They project Genetically alters your abilities, usually the body can only handle a certain amount of adrenaline pumping at any given time, they modified us so that we can handle so much more. And with that comes alot of things that to put it simply are... a problem. Headaches, Muscle Fatigue, are just a couple."

I nod, it takes a moment before I ask.

"What if, someone could do it without the project?"

He scoffed, shaking his head.

"I dont know, don't even really know if its possible...

"What if you could teach me?"

He turned to me, smiling softly, nodding his head.

"Zoey, the things that have happened to me, because of what they did can never ever be forgotten, I dont want that for you, even if I could, it would take more out of you than anything you've done in that ring."

I nod my head, I dont understand, but I just feel like I shouldn't say anything at all. So I rested my head on his shoulder, and he rested his against the top of my head. And before I knew it... I fell asleep.

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Honolulu, Hawaii --08-09-2014--

The shot fades in to a shot of the Royal Hawaiian Hotel, the sun shining, as the palm trees blow softly in the background. Summer time in Hawaii, always busy, people are everywhere, coming and going, rich tourists, always hell for the locals. We cut to a shot of a drink being set onto a table in the pool area, under a little tent The Co-General Manager of Warfare is seated, going through his phone, his eyes hidden behind a pair of over-sized sun-glasses. He takes another drink as he spills a little on his chest, he begins to wipe it as a shadow appears over him. Zoey Ryback.

Giovanni Ferrari - "Ah Yes, Zoey, Not Dressed for the pool?"

She nods her head, a look of frustration across her face. Obviously not here for anything other than business.

"Are you fucking kidding me Gio?"

"I dont rightly know what you mean, Love?"

She flips out her phone, scrolling down to the match card he had mass texted a couple days before. She holds it up, he tries to focus for a few seconds, obviously a few drinks have been taken. He steps back, swaying a little bit before smiling at her.

"Right."

"No Not Right, What - what? - what the fuck? Miss Kimberleigh Alves? Are you shitting me? This girl doesnt even know how she wants to spell her name!?"

Giovanni laughs as he sits back down, kicking his feet up and resting his head back.

"Oh come now Zoey, it'll be fun!"

"Fun?? Gio, this is like a fuckin... remake of Mean Girls, Oh Okay, Put the Punk Chick against the Preppy Chick Ha Ha Ha, and say "Yeah, The High School Fight You've All Been Waiting For, It'll Be Fun!"

He raises his eyebrow at her impersonation.

"Oh my god I do not sound like that do I?"

"GIO!"

"Okay Yes, Damn. I kind of want to see this match, both of you are great, your cute, you guys are--"

"I asked you for Swagmire."

"Ah Yes You did, but Guess what Zoey, all in good time.

Zoey rolls her eyes, stepping backwards and slamming her hand against her forehead.

"So this is it then? Kimberleigh? Kimberly? However the fuck you pronounce it."

Gio nods his head, taking another drink.

"Your way too stressed Zoey, your in Hawaii, get in a bikini or something! Have a good time, never know when your going to be back."

"So, if I beat this girl, can you please find a way to get me in that ring with Swagmire, I feel like you might not be taking me a seriously as you should be.

"Zoey, believe me, I understand, and all I can tell you is we shall see."

Not the answer she was looking for, but nevertheless what could she do? She nods her head before turning to walk away. Gio smiles to himself, watching her ass wiggle as she steps away.