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Doctor Déath
Warden Hawn
Doctor Déath
Warden Hawn
Doctor Déath
Warden Hawn
Doctor Déath
Warden Hawn
Doctor Déath
Warden Hawn
Doctor Déath
|| Hawn looks up at the ceiling as he goes silent. Doctor Déath looks over at him ||
Doctor Déath
|| Hawn doesn't say a word and contiunes to look at the ceiling. The doctor looks at him again ||
Doctor Déath
|| Hawn still doesn't answer to the doctor. The doctor quickly gets up and goes to his desk paging his assistant ||
Doctor Déath
|| As the doctor looks back over towards Hawn his eyes are shut and his hands have formed fists gripping onto the side of the sofa. The scene fades out ||
Billy Maybe
Dan Douglas
Billy Maybe
|| A camera is showing Chad Matthews standing with Ward Hawn infront of the Annihilation backdrop. Hawn wearing slightly bagging black jogging pants with a black t-shirt and his dufflebag hanging over his left shoulder. ||
Chad Matthews
|| Matthews pauses for a second and takes a look up at Warden Hawn ||
Chad Matthews
Warden Hawn
Chad Matthews
|| Silence... nothing but silence is in the air. You can actually hear the camera making it's little recording sounds. Hawn's face turns red as he lowers his head to face the ground. Moving his head back up and looking down at Chad Matthews, Ward adjusts his bag and moves it up higher on his shoulder. Still nothing but silence. Matthews looks on his confusion as Hawn stands there not saying a word. ||
Chad Matthews
|| Hawn takes an extremely deep breath and lets it back out ||
Chad Matthews
Warden Hawn
Chad Matthews
Warden Hawn
Chad Matthews
|| Hawn turns towards Matthews extending his hand as the two men shake hands. Ward Hawn walks down the hall into his dressing room closing and locking the door behind him ||
And these dreams keep getting worse?
They aren't DREAMS it's a DREAM.
Okay and this dream keeps re-occuring every night?
That's what I've told you. I've been to a few other doctors and they're all saying the samething I am. It's Post Traumatic Stress. I just want these dreams to stop!
How much sleep are you losing over this dream?
Too much... I haven't got a good night sleep since it happened.
Since what happened?
It's to hard for me to talk about doctor.
Then there is no cure for you. The only way to get rid of this dream is to seek professional help, you've done step one. Now step two is to trigger exactly what happened that night and see if we can over come it.
It happened shortly before my twenty third birthday. I was on duty back at home in Calagary when this call came in. My parents and I weren't to close to each other so I didn't know where they had moved to from Edmonton...
So this call you got was to your parents place?
Warden, are you okay?
Warden Hawn I need to know your still with me. Are you okay?
Amy get me 9-1-1!
|| The scene opens up in the parking lot area of the St.James Park arena. The camera catches a glimps of a black dodge ram driving up to the wrestlers entrance. The truck pulls up as the driver throws it into park. The door slowly opens as a foot can be seen on it's way to the ground. Both feet on the ground the driver turns around and flips the drivers seat down and grabs his bag from behind it. Closing the door the camera see's that it is none other than one of the new talents Warden Hawn. The camera cuts off Hawn and onto Billy and Doug. ||
And there he is. One of those new talents brought here into the ULW, with a suprising background. A former Paramedic as decided to try it out in the professional wrestling world.
To be honest with you Billy, I don't know what this kid was thinking. No one knows who he was trained by or even if he has training. My predictions for this kids career is he doesn't last to long. I give him two months tops before he decides to go back to driving that ambulence.
Don't be to sure about that. We've seen a lot of people come here from acting and look how far it's got them.
Ladies and Gentlemen, I am standing here with one of the new talents here in the ULW. A former Paramedic from Calagary, Alberta, Canada. Warden Hawn.
Out of all unanswered questions, the first one that I'm sure everyone here backstage, in the arena and the fans at home are wondering his why did you choose to become a wrestler and not stay a paramedic?
So that's the question everyone wants answered? Everyone is always wondering why I do what I do. For everyone who doesn't know me my name is Warden Hawn and I am a proud Canadian citizen. I have always loved this sport and as a little child like most professional wrestlers wanted to get a taste of the action. Once I heard that the ULW was taking applications, I decided to try my luck and sent on in. Suprising enough I got a reply a few weeks later asking me to show up to the last Annihilation and make a little impact.
Not to be rude here Ward, but that didn't quite answer the question I was looking for. Why did you stop being a paramedic?
Okay? Rather touchy subject I take it? Let's uh... Move on to your match Friday night.
Friday night you're in a tag team match with five other superstars who happen to also be rookies like yourself. How do you feel about your first match being tagged up with two other men you've never met?
It really doesn't matter to me to be honest with you. From all the matches I've seen in my life time, tag partners are suppose to have your back whether or not you know each other, like each other, hate each other or whatever. This match is just something thrown together to see where each of us is going to stand in this company. This match is either going to put us in a title contendership or it's going to keep us down at the bottom of the mountain.
So there are no worries about your partners just leaving you in the ring?
I guess I'm just going have to wait and see what goes on Friday night now won't I? No one can see or tell the future.
Well on behalf of the United Livewire Wrestling, I'd like to welcome you and wish you the best of luck in your first match.
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