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Lightning · **08-03-2013, 07:42 AM**

THIS IS BULLSHIT!!

Now that sounds like you don't understand my terms, Mr. Scott.

No, as a matter of fact, I don't.

I was still at the airport, with my "lawyer" who was attempting to get me to drop the match this Saturday and submit to the Connection. I was surprised that he even felt the need to try and pull this little stunt.

You know, I still want to know how exactly you managed to get security to believe you were actually my lawyer.

Easy. When your part of The Connection, you part of the system. There is nothing we can't control, just like we will control the XWF. We are beyond your simple....

You know I don't give two shits about your little gang of misfits. If your that worried about our match, then just drop out.

You know what, I think I'm going to withdraw my services. Hope you enjoy staying in airport prison, I'll see you later. Just not on Saturday!

As Desmond attempts to leave, I jump up out of my chair. It slides back towards the wall as I grab the bottom side of the table. I violently flip the table over, which hits the side wall before sliding flat onto the floor. Desmond turns around, looking dead at me as I stare him down with a vigorous rage.

Where do you think your going?

Home...unlike you.

Desmond knocks on the door, signaling security to let him out. Within no time, the door swings open, with three officers standing just behind him.

Officers, my client has decided to serve his time. You all have a nice day.

YOU SON OF A BITCH!!

As much as I wanted to rush him, I withheld my rage. Otherwise, I might be going to county instead of "airport jail". I put out my hands an surrender to the security team. They walk over and put a pair of nearly new cuffs onto my wrists. I would have thought they were new, but they seemed to have what looked like Cheetos residue on them. I then get escorted out of the room, back into the airport, and a nearby office. They send me towards the back, where they put me into a small holding area.

We will be back shortly, after we talk to our supervisor.

Oh, I'll be right here...

After about a half hour, another man comes in. This time, it appears to be a member of upper management. He then instructs the officer accompanying him to remove my shackles. To my surprise, the man has an unusual smile on his face.

I'm sorry about all this Lightning.

You know me?

Of course! Your Lightning from the XWF! I'm a big fan of the XWF. I'm a huge fan of Mr. Satellite!

That's great, so you watch regularly then?

Oh most definitely, and once my security team informed me of your lawyer, I recognized him instantly. Your free to go.

WOW, really?

Yeah. I can't wait for Saturday Night! I hope you take out the leader and the rest of the Connection! I'll be rooting for you guys in the ten-man match.

Thanks. Would you like some autographs?

Oh my gosh! Really!?

Sure, you did get me out of this after all.

After about fifteen minutes of photos and signatures, Barry as I found out, escorted me to my plane just in time. This will be an interesting conversation at breakfast when I get home.

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