Freedom

[FknParker]

18 February 2025, Chattanooga, TN

In a private locker room, we find “The New King” Loretta Marceaux conversing with her father, Former OCW Superstar Elliot Parker, about the events of the last few months, or rather the lack thereof, and how she once again went without an appearance on television.

 

Loretta: This sucks… I wanted to be on this show.

Elliot: You aren’t on Faceoff, this is true. We haven’t been on TV in months, this is also true. But trust me on this, they will know their mistake soon enough.

 

Loretta: Soon enough? It’s been months and we’ve been on the sidelines. Not even Sheldon could wait for us.

Elliot: All taken into consideration. An opportunity will present itself soon enough. Now, for the result of that opportunity, that is for you to decide Loretta. As for the time being, I’m gonna request a match for us on the next Ambition. Each journey has to begin with a sing-

 

**BANG BANG BANG BANG**

A loud and aggressive knocking lands on the door to the locker room door, startling Loretta. Elliot, however, just calmly looks at the door.

 

Elliot: And it looks like opportunity came knocking sooner than-

 

???: OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR, LIO.

 

Elliot: What is she… Alright.

 

As he unlocks the door, it is immediately pulled away from him, and the person at the door, as he thought it was, is none other than his now ex-wife, and Loretta’s mother, Alyssa Marceaux, sporting a new blonde look, the first time she’s styled her hair since losing most of it to Lotus FloJo. The main priority he notices is actually the familiar look of rage that usually accompanies her shouting.

 

Alyssa: I have had it with you. 2 years, Lio. 2 years. When we left OCW back then, you said everything would play out. Are we richer? Sure, beyond our wildest dreams. But where are we now in reputation? Our family is a fucking laughing stock. No one takes any of us seriously. And now, instead of spending October taking a vacation to Monaco for my and the twins’ birthdays LIKE I ASKED, here we are backstage at an OCW show in the middle of assfuck nowhere, America, with no solid plans for our firstborn child other than sitting in catering. I’ve had enough of your laziness, and I will not let you drag our children into your mentality. So it falls to the matriarch of this family to set shit straight and make new rules for our child. Come on Loretta, we’re doing this my way now.
 

Alyssa grabs their arm and tries to walk out of the room. Loretta, however, resists the pull, now that they’re bigger than their mother at this point in their life. Loretta looks over worriedly at their father, expecting him to bail them out.

Elliot: It’s your choice, and your career, Loretta. I won’t stop you, and I never will.
 

Realizing he’s not fighting Alyssa’s decision, they pull their arm away, and, after a moment, chooses to side with their mother.

Loretta: Let’s go, mom.

 

Alyssa: Good choice. At least someone has some fucking initiative around here.
 

As the pair leaves and Alyssa slams the door behind them, Elliot sits down in one of the chairs in the room, and lets out a sigh… of relief?

Elliot: God, she is hot when she’s angry. So hotheaded that she didn’t realize her role in this story. Bless her, I got Loretta in the door, and now Ms. Head of Steam is gonna end up signing again. And now… for once in my life, I am free. The Sect is gone. My family handles their own dealings. My life is finally my own, and I make my fate.

 

He pulls out his phone and makes a call.

???: My Prophet, it’s been a while.

Elliot: I’m not your Prophet anymore, Aidan. I’m the final man to be granted freedom.

Aidan: Well then, if your conscience is clear, then what’s next, Mr. Parker?

Elliot: I have 2 followers left, and they’d follow me anywhere. My Condors, River and Katja. Tell them to meet me at the Tower of the Americas in 3 days. You come as well. It’s time to change our understanding of the world.

With that, Elliot packs his things and leaves the arena, bound for San Antonio, TX for a meeting bound to change his fate.

Edited Sunday at 12:50 PM by FknParker
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