An Unexpected Reunion

[Quartz]

Loud footsteps radiate through a vibrant, cold night. The clomps of the heavy boots on the pavement are complemented by the flakes of days-old snow falling slowly. 

 

A wide, imposing figure fixates himself at the front of a suburban home. Almost hesitating, he lifts his arm to pound on the door. As the camera pans up, the man peers around the neighboring area, his red iris becoming briefly visible in the Colorado night.

 

After a few moments, a sigh can be heard alongside a brisk, cold white breath broaching the door. The imposing figure lifts his hand again, but before he can knock once more… The door opens.

 

A confused look on the other side quickly turns to intrigue. Former 3x OCW World Champion Harvey Hamilton Ocean stands on the other side of the door… Looking back at his own flesh and blood.

 

H2O: Wha… wha brings you here, brother?

 

Quartz: Am I going to be invited in? 

 

H2O: Why ye….

 

Quartz: Or am I going to be treated the same way by family as I have been by the suits in New York?

 

H2O laughs to himself, still confused, but nods to himself and gestures Inness Quartz inside.

 

Quartz: Your injury… 

 

H2O gently rubs over his injured eye with his hand.

 

H2O: Excuse the pun, but Biger Lunny was a wash at Wrestlution 18. I’ve been rehabbing since my war with Wrex. 

 

H2O: And you?... I’ve seen what’s gone down since we parted ways.

 

H2O: I’m not sure what to say here.

 

Quartz rolls his shoulders for a moment before turning to face H2O, the first time the two have had such an opportunity since Perfect Storm and Liger Bunny at Wrestlution 18.

 

Quartz: I’m not going to lie to you, Harvey.

 

Quartz: I don’t agree with anything that happened with us over the last 2 years.. 

 

H2O is taken aback by the comment, mostly the suddenness of it, rather than the substance.

 

Quartz: You and me? We do not align. Whatever… I… said to you before? I need-

 

H2O: Don’t play stupid with me, red. I may have one good eye but I can clearly see what you’re going through. In the mind and in the present. 

 

Quartz halts his monologue.

 

H2O: You are my brother. I know that… but I am not dumb enough to think it’s that simple.

 

H2O: The man I proudly fought beside against Spider at Wrestlution? The man I wanted to stand side-by-side with as World Tag Team Champions? He’s not here right now. He hasn’t been here in a long time, has he?

 

Quartz does not respond, instead taking the time to investigate H2O’s reaction.

 

H2O: If you’re going to storm into my home, show some respect and just tell me what you want.

 

Quartz takes a moment to gather his composure, but locks eyes with H2O once again.

Quartz: Fine. 

 

Quartz: I’m not here to break bread. If you have been paying attention as you say you have, you already know that.

 

Quartz: I have a simple request.

 

H2O folds his arms and stares intensely towards his brother. 

 

H2O: I’m sure it’s simple.

 

Quartz: A phone number is all I’m asking for.

 

The two persist in the awkward silence for a few moments, seemingly analyzing the changes between themselves and the way they were just 365 days prior.

 

Quartz: I know you’re not stupid, Harvey. If anyone knows you better than you know yourself, it’s me. It’s everything I’ve seen.

 

Quartz: I knew if I tried to contact you any other way, you would not have responded.

 

Quartz: But I’m not your enemy right now… You’re on the shelf for a man in Jaysin Sensation that wouldn’t lose a minute of sound sleep if you never came back to OCW.

 

Quartz: You’re on the shelf for the same reason I was… You gave your body and your spirit to a corporation that never cared about you for a second. 

 

Quartz: So right now? As far as I’m concerned? I’m fighting for you as much as I am anyone else. 

 

Quartz: And I need your help.

 

H2O barely flinches, taking in every word of his brother's staunch speech.

 

H2O: ...A phone number? That’s it?

 

Quartz: And maybe a friendly voice.

 

H2O: …and here I’m thinking ayyyeee… Perfect Storm was brewing again. But nevertheless….

 

H2O looks cautiously at his brother before slowly removing his cell phone from his back pocket.

 

We zoom out of the front door slowly as the interaction continues…