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A (New) Beginning

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“Carry on my wayward sons…”

 

 

The scene inside the Rexal Arena seems quite different than what a fan would expect, as Coy West, Alan Clark, and Edward James are seated in a row next to a small podium in the center of the Storm ring, which had been set-up earlier in the day. Facing the podium sits a few hundred people, all wondering exactly what they have gotten themselves into as they wait for the event to begin.

 

Finally, the lights in the arena begin to dim and a spotlight hits the ring as Coy West stands from his chair and walks over to the podium. After a small cough and clearing of the throat, Coy looks out over the crowd.

 

“Welcome, wayward fans and others would might have thought the show was tonight. I know many of you thought you may never see Coy West in an SWF ring again, or at least not for a long time, but after receiving a call from Alan, I decided that I had to be here for this.” Coy pauses as the crowd gives off a warm cheer for Alan, who can simply smile from his seat.

 

“An initiation is something that every member of a good team must go through in order to become a vital piece of the puzzle. When the idea of what would eventually become the Wayward Sons was brought up between Alan and myself many moons ago, I found myself excited and yet unfulfilled. I had never been in a tag team before, but Alan was confident that I would do just as well if not better with a partner by my side. I went with his advice and made sure that our partnership would last. So it is with a great deal of pleasure that I would like to invite Edward James, as well as all of you in this arena, to take part in the Wayward Oath.”

 

A few gasps escape the crowd and Edward’s jaw nearly hits the floor as the fans in the arena begin to cheer once more. Alan finally stands and walks to the podium as Coy sits back down at his seat. Over Alan’s shoulder, Edward can be seen re-gaining his composure and a smile slowly forming on his face.

 

“I’ll just take that a yes, then?”

 

The crowd cheers once more, and a small “Wayward Sons” chant can be heard echoing throughout the mostly empty arena.

 

“Good, good. So with out wasting any time, I want Edward James to walk on up here and do this. That is…” Alan pauses, turning his head to James, “you don’t want to…”

 

The crowd will have none of that, and as Edward continues to smile the fans get to their feet, urging James to step forward. After a brief moment, he finally does, standing tall and walking toward the podium. Alan motions for James to stand in front of the two original Sons, as Coy urges the fans to stand on their feet as well.

 

“Everyone stand…” Alan joins in, and soon all of the fans are standing together.

 

“Now…place your right hand in the air and repeat after Coy and myself…”

 

The fans all do so…as does James…and the two Sons begin…

 

“To be a wayward son…”

 

To be a wayward son

 

“Is to look inside oneself…”

 

Is to look inside oneself

 

“And find the light…”

 

And find the light

 

“To be a wayward son….”

 

To be a wayward son

 

“Is to become that light…”

 

Is to become that light

 

“And find peace…”

 

And find peace

 

“To be a wayward son…”

 

To be a wayward son

 

“Is to use that peace…”

 

Is to use that peace

 

“To carry on…”

 

To carry on

 

“I am a Wayward Son.”

 

I am a Wayard Son

 

 

Alan and Coy pause as the group finishes, and after a moment of silence Alan pushes his hand out, looking for a handshake from James. The crowd stays silent as James brings his hand down and looks between the two men. A small bit of doubt shoots through his body, but it passes as he reaches down and shakes Alan’s hand…

 

…causing the crowd of fans to explode and chant once more.

 

Wayward Sons! Wayward Sons!

 

“You’ve got that right!” Coy speaks into the microphone once more…

 

“You are all honorary Wayward Sons!” Alan continues, causing another loud burst from the attending audience as the scene slowly begins to fade to black, the last image being of the three men standing together, arms raised high.

 

 

 

 

 

“…Every story needs a beginning…and you have just witnessed page one..."

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Jesus Christ, the SWF is being overrun by Boy Scouts.

 

OK, I'm making it my mission to destroy this stable. All those in favour... you know where to find me.

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OK, I'm making it my mission to destroy this stable. All those in favour... you know where to find me.

Oh, believe me, I'm one step ahead of you.

 

*grabs gun*

 

Jesus Christ, the SWF is being overrun by Boy Scouts.

 

Ok, I'm SO using that in a promo.

 

 

And it seems I SO shouldn't have watched that Friends marathon...

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