Justice For Drago?

Drago Cesar · September 4, 2016

We turn to a small local bar which is fairly barren aside from a few patrons. One of these patrons is staring at the TV across the bar. The camera pans to the side to reveal that it's the former World Champion Drago Cesar, in his leather jacket and jeans. His expression is blank; the eyes as lifeless as they could be. The bartender, noticing that nothing much has been going on, walks up to Drago.

Bartender: What'll it be?

Drago Cesar: Just get me good, cold beer.

Bartender: Coming up!

The bartender pours the beer into a large mug as Drago notices something on the television after the commercials are over with.

News Anchor: Breaking news: OCW CEO Mugen faces controversy after allegedly injuring intern. We turn to Phil outside OCW Headquarters for more information. Phil?

The television screen transitions to a man wearing a large coat outside OCW Headquarters, despite the fact that it's fairly warm outside.

Phil: Thanks! There has been public outcry against the CEO of OCW ever since The Hottest Party of the Summer, Summercide!

The bartender slides the mug full of beer to Drago and he catches it with his right hand.

Phil: Now Mugen may be facing a potential lawsuit as a result of the incident that has happened with him and a college student that was interning over there. We asked a few citizens around New York about what they think about Mugen's actions as of late.

The screen then cuts to Phil interviewing a couple of people around the block. The first person being interviewed is a young woman wearing a shirt with a large tiger on the front.

Young Woman: OH MY GOD, we seriously need some #Justice4Drago! What was done to him was cruel and inhumane! Why did they take this away from him??!?!?!

The young woman pulls out a photo of Drago holding both the North American and World Heavyweight Championships, with Drago's signature on the bottom. The bartender notices it and looks at Drago.

Bartender: Looks like you!

Drago looks at his beer.

Drago Cesar: ....Don't know who that is anymore.

The bartender pities Drago as he looks back at the television screen as another person is being interviewed. This time it's a very young kid, around five or six years old, joined by his mother.

Kid: Mugen is a bad, bad man. It's not fair what happened to Drago.

Mother: My son was crying when he watched Summercide!

Drago buries his face on the table.

Drago Cesar: (quietly) Turn it off.....

The television screen is now showing Phil by himself.

Phil: Before we move on, we did manage to get a few words with the CEO himself!

The screen now transitions over to Mugen, having the OCW World Heavyweight Championship on his shoulder. His posse of security and Molly are surrounding him. Drago raises his head to look at the screen.

Mugen: It's not MY fault that that idiot threw himself at a window! I simply asked him to make a graphic for ME, for MY CELEBRATION, and he failed miserably. I want EXCELLENCE!!!! Not MEDIOCRITY!!!!! WHY IS THAT SO HARD TO UNDERSTAND?!?!?!?

Mugen clears his throat and calms himself.

Mugen: So I did what I had to do and fired him. Lawsuit my ass. Pfft, dummy. As far as Riot is concerned, MY CELEBRATION is for everyone to attend, and free cake shall be given to all present EXCEPT Drago.

Drago's eyes widen as he tightens his grip on the beer mug.

Mugen: LOSERS DON'T GET FREE CAKE. AND DRAGO IS A LOSER!!!

Drago starts breathing heavily, his face starting to coil in anger as he applies more and more pressure to the mug.

Mugen: Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to back to doing what I always do.....Winning!!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAH!!!!!

The rest of his posse laugh with him as Drago is fuming at this point. His right hand starts shaking until the beer mug cracks and then completely breaks, causing the beer and shards of glass to go flying. Drago's hand is cut pretty badly, but he doesn't notice.....or care. The bartender looks at Drago in bewilderment.

Bartender: .....Kid I think you're bleeding.

Drago uses his other hand to pull out his wallet and slide some cash toward the bartender. Drago is still breathing heavily, unable to contain his rage.

Drago Cesar: Nobody.....leave me out.......of free cake.

Drago returns the wallet to his pocket. He looks at his hand, which is still bleeding, and makes a fist. He storms out as the bartender just stares at the mess that's been made.