Cory Steel
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Post by Cory Steel on Feb 11, 2020 17:47:07 GMT -5
no matter how much he tried to stop it, Vincent's leg wouldn't stop shaking. It bounced rapidly up and down as he sat in the local hospital with Marcus who was reading a newspaper and Judge who curiously but suspiciously looked at people coming and going. The leg thing was something he could handle this was post jitters having to stand toe to toe with a giant! When Dominator rounded on him and those split few seconds that followed a load of pent up feelings untouched in his 18 years seemed to implode and honestly he froze. If Cory hadn't stepped in Dominator would have decimated him and nothing would have saved him....
...two days before Trauma 266...
Vincent and Judge are in a makeshift wrestling ring, the latter of the two is explaining something to the out of breath and sweating Vincent who is intently listening to every word. As the pair lock up Cory Steel enters through the raised garage and it is evident he is still recovering from his last match, he nods and salutes the two before heading on to the back where a small office had been sloppily thrown together but also where Marcus was currently holed up. The old man waves at Cory but continues working, "Good to see you moving, you still look like total shit but I beginning to believe that's just you."
Cory grunts a bit of laughter as he pours a cup of black coffee rubbing the side of his head with a free two fingers, "Yeah yeah fuck you, I feel like shit and my head won't stop pounding but it is what it is," Cory sat down across from Marcus who finally laid his shiny fancy silver pen down, "And if you ask me I think Pure Class is TRYING to kill me, partnering me up with my opponent? That fucking guy wants to basically kill me because I'm next in line for his title and I don't even want it! I came back to fuck people up because that's what I do and now I'm number one contender for the North American title."
Marcus just listened before opening a drawer beside him and he lays a piece of paper with the Pure Class logo in front of Cory, "Well they sure are painting you into a corner, you've been fined for leaving last Trauma without medically being cleared AND if you try to weasel out of being partnered with Dominator," Cory was furious and his head screamed at him but at the moment he ignored it, "$20,000?! And $100,000?! Goddammit!"
"Exactly my thoughts friend, I sent an email and they claim that if you had been checked out BY their people you could have sat this cycle out. Got better. Sabbatical if you will, but now they are going to punish you brother."
Cory couldn't drink the coffee he poured as he jumped out of his chair kicking it back against the wall, which caught the attention of Judge and Vincent, Cory waved them off, and they go back to whatever they were doing. Cory closes the office door and leans against it, "Well jokes on them because I'll be there and they are thinking I won't. I can't back down now but I gotta do this right, if I wanna even make it to Mass Destruction."
Marcus also produces two checks one for $20,000 and another for $100,000. Cory shakes his head but Marcus tries to explain his reason, "Listen first, as your lawyer and....friend....I'm concerned about your wellbeing Cory. I mean honestly how much longer do you have to compete? A year or two? And that is being generous. You got less than half a hand, blind in one eye, deaf in your ear, and even though Mack is a veterinarian he said you have years and years worth of untreated concussions. You are a walking time bomb and Dominator will destroy you, not this week maybe but when you can't run anymore and YOU HAVE TO stand before him. It won't be pretty."
Cory couldn't argue. He folded his arms across his chest as Marcus stands up making his way to stand in front of the dirty window so he could watch the progress of Judge and Vincent. Cory also joins him watching his son, "I guess when the time comes I'll have no choice Marcus, I can't change what will be but don't count me out yet. I'm Cory fucking Steel."
Marcus smirked, "I like the spirit I really do and you have US here for you, the kid proved himself, Judge hasn't tried to kill you, and well I'm your pro bono lawyer. So with that," he points towards Vincent, "Why not eventually pass the legacy on to Vincent? He is naturally gifted for this and with some guidance, he could be unstoppable Cory."
"Not yet, I'm still good to go," he felt a bit wounded by Marcus's idea and pissed off, "One day we can build this dynasty maybe but it ain't the time! What he is doing now is fine and that's where I need him, like this week."
"You are going to put him in your corner again? That's a safe bet but don't you trust Dominator to just compete without going after his partner?" Marcus countered. Cory was smirking now and his face reads are you serious?
"Do you think that fucking behemoth gives a shit about being my partner? Or throwing away $100,000? Because if he thinks like me he won't trust me either! Fuck money Marcus I'm coming for his strap and that makes me the enemy," Cory barks and Marcus sighs, "Touche. I guess teamwork is out of the question this week huh?"
Cory nods in agreement, "Which is why I need the kid in my corner, as far as I'm convinced this match is 2 vs 1 vs 1. Keep the check ready because I'm sure the higher ups will know I ain't cooperating this week, no way in Hell. I do want you to do something else, reach out to Stormm let him know I'm extending that truce to him again."
Marcus was visibly surprised by that statement but remained silent, "I don't want his title and that's my word, he can take it or I'll prove it at Trauma. I have no qualms with him and even though we are opposite teams I'll make sure nothing nor no one can get at him from this point on, and that if he watches my back it would be appreciated."
"I'll do that Cory, very smart," Marcus stepped away from the window to sit behind his desk working right away on Cory's request. Cory continued to watch Vincent, who takes a moment to look at Cory and throwing a small wave, and Judge who curiously watches Cory as well before returning to what he was doing with Vincent.
"Our whole goal right now is to keep Dominator from getting his hands on me, which means protection from Grimm too. Be sure to let the kid know what's going on I've gotta go do some stuff," Cory opened the door but before he stepped through the threshold he looks back at Marcus, "Thanks Marcus."
Cory leaves the office and makes his way across the garage, "Don't kill him Vincent, we unfortunately need him around. I'll be home late so don't wait up and no questions," Judge flips Cory off and Vincent looks like he has something to say but he just salutes Cory with two fingers as Cory walks out into the rain where he gets into his black square bodied chevy truck. He doesn't start the truck right off but instead goes through his contacts on his cell phone before putting the phone to his ear, "Yeah buddy its been a long time, look can we meet up? I need to talk....ok....ok...sounds good...see you soon."
He tosses the phone into the seat beside him and as he goes to start the truck he spots a envelope with his name on it sitting in the floor board on the passenger side. It hadn't been there before and a quick scan of the area around him gives no indication of someone still being around. He picks up the envelope tearing it apart and a journal falls out into his lap. Cory tosses the trash and picks up the journal flipping through the pages of mostly gibberish but stops on what seems to be the last page which has Mass Destruction written on it, circled, and x'ed out with red marker violently. However every page after the date was torn out...the back of the notebook page also read ...the end...Angry Cory throws the notebook into the seat beside him and starts the truck pulling off with gravel kicking everywhere.
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