Doing what was right

[Invincible]

Weston Bentley walks into the antique bookstore,looking around in amazement.The room is filled to capacity with nothing but old books.If there was a empty space it would most definitely get covered by a book.

Weston: (shaking his head)

There is no way possible that the man that rescued Derek Ashton on Sunday Storm; no way possible the man that was a former UwU Heavyweight Champion is here.

Weston jumps as a large hand touches him on the shoulder.The Senior Interviewer of GZW quickly turns around and sees...

Weston:

Hero!!Man,you scared the hell out of me.

Standing in front of Weston is a well built Cauasian man dressed in black slacks and white shirt with tie.

Hero: (smiling)

My fault,Weston.Just call me Peter.I haven't used the Hero handle in months.So how can I help you?We have a wide variety of good classical reads.

Weston: (frowning)

Hero,I mean,Peter,I'm not here for any books!The world wants to know what possessed you to step back into the ring after just dropping off the wrestling scene months ago?

Peter: (straightening some books)

Well,I just happen to be at the Sunday Storm show.The Big Brother/Little Brother organization I am active with sponsored a field trip to a sporting event.So I chose Sunday Storm to show the kids that wrestling was not the way to go.That if they applied themselves in school they could be something more than a wrestler.

Weston:

You almost sound bitter when you speak of the business,Peter.

Peter:

Well,I don't regret my career.From a professional standpoint,I rose in the indy circuit and captured the UwU Heavyweight Championship within a matter of weeks.That was indeed a truimphant moment for me.Everything I was trained and taught by the legends like Davis and Murakame finally paid off.I thought I was going to bring some justice back to an uneven and unfair sport.And that is when I got the call to the big show,the major league.

John Profit came knocking at my door.He filled my head so high with great things I would do in GZW that I jumped at the chance to sign aboard.It was just like signing my soul to the devil.

Weston:

But you never appeared on GZW television or even HKWF television.What happen?

Peter:

After UwU's first pay per view I attended a GZW taping and was appalled at the way Profit ran things.I refused to work for him.Profit being Profit he had his thugs beat me down something fierce.But I still refused to perform.So he kept me on contract so that I couldn't wrestle anywhere else.

Weston:

Now that he's been vanquished,you can come back.Is that why you rescued Derek Ashton from the beatdown by the College Crew?

Peter:

I'm through with wrestling,Weston.It's a cruel and soul drenching experience.My hands have been washed clean of it months ago.As far as my save for Ashton,I was only doing what was right.Anybody would have done it.

Weston:

So there is no way of getting you back into the squared circle?

Peter: (smiling)

Not at all.I am very content here being a bookkeeper.

Weston:

Alright then,Peter.Thanks for the time and good luck with the bookstore.

Weston exits the store as Peter watches him go.

[College Crew]

Rick Samson and Brent Wellington III,along with their on again off again girlfriends,Heather and Linsey,stroll down Buckhead shopping district.The College Crew are arms packed with shopping bags as the girls walk ahead of them,chatting and looking into windows.

Samson:
Dude,I cannot believe you tricked me into going shopping with these broads!Don't you know my DVD copy of "Girls Gone Wild" came in the mail today?I wasn't planning to see Heather for at least a week.

BW3:
My fault,bro,but Linsey said if I didn't get go with her I wouldn't be getting any for awhile.

Samson:
That's YOU!!Why punish me.Besides why do you think we have hands for?Mine were going to be well occupied.

Samson drops the bags to the ground and leans against a window of a store.The door of the store is ajar.

Samson: (reaching into his pocket)
Man,do I need a smoke.

He pops a cigarette into his mouth and begins to light it,but the lit cigarette is quickly slapped from his mouth.Samson looks to see that Heather is the culprit.Neither one see that the cigarette has landed in the open door.

Heather: (angry,pointing finger in Samson's face)
Richard Duncan Samson!!You know that I do not want you smoking.

Samson: (staring at her)
Heather,you are so lucky that I'm not drinking right now and that was a beer.

BW3: (dropping bags)
Did someone say beer?Owww!!

Samson: (picking up his bags)
Come on let's go.I'm missing TRL and Daly Carson.

BW3: (talking to Samson)
Man,she punked you like that Hero guy did on Sunday Storm.

Samson:
Shuttup!!

The group continue down the street never noticing the lit cigarette in the store smoldering under a pile of dry old books.

[Invincible]

Two days ago.The fire shoots out the window sending shards of glass into the street.Dark clouds of smoke escape from anywhere the old building allows.People gather behind the police line watching intently as the firefighters struggle to put out the huge fire.

Today.Peter walks through the burnt debris that was once his antique bookstore.Nothing is left of the store owned by the former UwU Heavyweight Champion once known as Hero.Tears streak the cheeks of the proud man of honor as he bends down to pick up a mangled burnt remains of a book.

A damn cigarette.Years of hard work destroyed in an instance by a damn cigarette.What do I do now?

A cellphone begins to ring to the tune of the 80s hit "I Need A Hero".Peter reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small cellphone.

Peter:

Peter here.

"Hello,Mr.Blake,this is Donnie Levy calling from GZW.I'm an intern down here and I was given the message to tell you that Mr.Derek Ashton has been trying to rech you via our offices.We didn't give him your number but felt it was nessecary that we pass the message onto you."

Peter:

Thank you,Mr.Levy.Please give me the number and I'll get back to him.

The number is given to Peter and he hangs up the phone.He walks to the door leaving behind his burned dream.Peter pauses to look back over the place.

"Where did the damn cigarette come from the first place?