Post by Sizzle on Apr 28, 2016 20:52:37 GMT -5
Brandon Bison's Residence in Islamorada, Florida
Brandon Bison pulled up to his home in Hollywood, Florida in his silver Toyota Prius. He exited the car and noticed that his mailbox was open. Letters, bills, and a small box with something he ordered online, spilled out of the mailbox. He walked over to it and picked up the mail. Brandon entered his house and threw the letters onto his living room table. He grabbed a knife and started slicing letters open.
Brandon (In his head): Bills and junk…
He reached the last two envelopes. He cut open one with the knife and took the papers out. It was from his father’s workplace in Baltimore.
“Sorry to bring you bad news today, Mr. Bison, but this is important. On April 23, 2016, your father, Raymond Bison, passed away. He died from cardiac arrest in his small home in Baltimore, Maryland.”
Brandon looked away from the letter and stared out the window. Emotions were running wild in his mind. He was enthralled by a terrible sadness he had never felt before. Tears began to drip down his cheeks. He had never kept up with his father after he left, but in this moment he felt like he should have. He wiped the tears off his cheek.
Brandon walked over to his bedroom and jumped onto his bed. He flipped the TV on to Trevor Wolf’s match against Lucas Crowe. He tried to watch the match and study Trevor’s technique like he did with every opponent, but his mind kept drifting away to the night that changed his life. He pictured the scene: him and his parents in a room pervaded with the cacophony of quarrel. Suddenly, everything went dark.
He woke up slowly, but quickly jumped out of bed and ran to his living room. Brandon grabbed the last envelope on the table and ripped it open. It was from an address in Maryland, like the previous letter had been. He began to read it.
“Dear Brandon,
It’s me, Uncle Mark; you may remember me from our training a few years ago. I’ve been wanting to talk to you and see you in person for a while now, so I’m finally asking. I have something important to tell you, and I want to tell you face to face. Please think about it, I know I haven’t been involved in your life for a long time, but do think about coming up here and seeing your uncle.
Sincerely,
Uncle Mark Bison
P.S: I’ve seen you on WFWF. Keep up the good work.”
Brandon: I didn't expect a letter from Uncle Mark at all... Wonder what exactly he would want.
Brandon started gathering up clothes to pack up. He planned to head to Maryland immediately after Black Hole Sun ended.
Brandon started gathering up clothes to pack up. He planned to head to Maryland immediately after Black Hole Sun ended.
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Brandon: It’s nice to meet you in the ring again Trevor. What have you been up to lately? Oh? Losing at every show you’ve wrestled since your debut in WFWF? You would think a guy that’s always lying on his back every time the ref counts to three would be the show opener, or wrestling before the show even starts… Apparently that’s not how things work around here, though. ‘Nah, let’s put the loser in the main event’ is what the guys who run this place must be thinking. I must be doing something wrong...
Trevor, I didn’t come here so I can kiss ass to get to the top, I came here so I can whoop ass and get to the top. I bust my ass out there every match I’m in, and because I don’t ride a f***ing veteran all the way to the main event, I struggle. ‘Next big thing!’ and ‘The future!’ they all say when I’m out there in the ring busting my ass. But it’s going to be pretty hard to be the next wrestling phenomenon when there are untalented hacks like you kissing all of the higher-ups ass for a shot up top...
Trevor, I don't need any more problems in my life, and with the passing of my dad, there are much more important things to deal with instead of you...
I went my whole life hating my dad. A memory hammered into my brain made me dislike my father more and more every day. Until just the other day when I read that he had passed away. It made me feel like I was dirt, a piece of trash because I hated him forever and now that he’s gone I forgave him. I regret all of it, all the hate I had for him, and I wish I never did cut my ties with him.
Trevor, I don't need any more problems in my life, and with the passing of my dad, there are much more important things to deal with instead of you...
I went my whole life hating my dad. A memory hammered into my brain made me dislike my father more and more every day. Until just the other day when I read that he had passed away. It made me feel like I was dirt, a piece of trash because I hated him forever and now that he’s gone I forgave him. I regret all of it, all the hate I had for him, and I wish I never did cut my ties with him.
But there’s one thing I don’t regret. That’s coming to WFWF to live my dream, and even though it’s something my dad didn’t want me to do, I’m proud I did it. And hopefully, he looks down on me and realizes I made the right choice.