The Interview

[IlluminateWWE]

The camera turns on to an official-looking room, Nathanial sitting behind a metal table casually, his hands behind his head. His usual gear has been replaced with plain grey mental institution attire. The door off-screen opens as a man in a lab coat walks in and sits across the table from him

 

???: So, Nate... Is it alright if I call you Nate?

 

Nathanial: Whatever you need, Doc.

 

???: Wonderful. Now, since you say you've been doing so well, and our tests can't dispute that claim, my colleagues and I have agreed that you may be released.

 

The doctor pulls out a clipboard with a few papers on it, most of the words blurred from the low-quality camera. He slides it over to Nathanial, along with a pen. Nathanial gives the papers a look before giving the doctor a very sarcastic and insulted look

 

Nathanial: Few weeks late, huh? I came here because my anxiety and depression was becoming too much to manage, not because I was a paranoid, schizophrenic freak.

 

???:I understand your frustrations, but we had to be certain.

 

Nathanial:Whatever gets me back in the ring faster, Doc. I've got some ring rust to knock off.

 

Nathanial signs the paperwork, sliding it back to the doctor before standing and looking at the camera, raising an eyebrow

 

Nathanial: Covering your ass this time? Not like the other three times I tried to show I was releasable? Unbelievable...

 

???: Yes, because this time there are legal procedures to be followed, and we wish to document them however we can, especially in a time of low staff

 

The doctor raises and holds his hand out. Nathanial smiles and walks around the table before shaking his hand. As the doctor tries to pull away, Nathanial tightens his grip, his back to the camera. Pain flashes over the doctor's face for a moment as he bends over.

 

Nathanial: Low staff, huh? Shame...

 

Nathanial tugs the doctor over closer to him, suddenly picking him up and slamming him into the metal table with a Call of the Prodigy. The table bends under the weight of the man as Nathanial walks over to the camera and picks it up off it's tripod, staring it in the lens as he starts walking out

 

Nathanial: I'm finished with my little mental break. For anyone who's out there, anyone with a title belt, I'm done wanting to fight. I want to win, and I want to win now. So I'm on the hunt. Each and every person in the way of me and my glory... Keep a look over your shoulder. Because the Prodigy's rising from his ashes, and like that mythical phoenix, I will become legendary.

 

The camera suddenly cuts as Nathanial spikes it into the hospital floor.