The scene opened up with Syn walking out of Phoenix’s office, a bored look on his face as he thought about the “Conversation†he had had with Phoenix just a few moments ago. To put it mildly, she dealt out several severe punishments with the intent of “Teaching him the severity of his actionsâ€: She ordered him to pay a fine of $100,000, put him on behavioral probation for the foreseeable future, and is demanding that he be the one to pay for the medical bills of the stagehand he injured. And if he failed to comply with even one of these “Ordersâ€, he will be fired effective immediately. Syn chuckled darkly at the thought
Syn: You would think that after months of having to deal with me, that she would realize that I’m not wired to care about these things like normal employees.
Syn didn’t appear to care about being fired as much as Phoenix thought. As he had told her in their little argument several weeks ago, he could only be so lucky if she had the intestinal fortitude to fire him. His main focus was making sure his match with Flair went on as planned. Syn paused for a moment as he thought about it. He had said that he didn’t care about being World Champion and, at the time he said it, he didn’t. But now things had gotten FUN between he and Flair, and he wanted to keep it going. He had had a change of heart, and wanted to see the look of absolute horror in Flair’s eyes as Syn held his coveted title above his head in victory. Syn’s musings were put to a stop as he looked up and noticed a team of security, the same team that had accompanied Phoenix to the ring last week, standing in his way. Syn looks at them with a bored expression, before he finally spoke.
Syn: Can I help you?
One of the security guards stepped forward, glaring at Syn as he spoke.
Security Guard #1: We’re under orders to escort you from the premises following the show.
Syn just stared at him for a moment, before raising an eyebrow in obvious amusement at the statement.
Syn: I take it that you’re the one who is tasked with, uh, leading this little “missionâ€, are you not? (The Security Guard nods his head slowly) Ah, I see. So, let me ask you this –
Syn steps closer to the Security Guard, to where the two where now eye to eye.
Syn: - What happens if I choose not to go along with this, hmm?
The Security Guard’s gaze never leaves Syn’s as he speaks.
Security Guard #1: We’ve been asked to escort you from the building. How we do it and the level of force we use was never specified, which means we can get the job done however we see fit. (The Guard gives Syn a smirk that matches his own) So, the way I see it, you have one of two options: option one is that you come along quietly, no harm no foul and you leave in one piece.
The Guard begins to circle Syn, looking very confident. Syn’s expression doesn’t change as he continues to stare ahead.
Syn: And option two?
Security Guard #1: Option two is we drag you out of the building by that nice, multi-colored hair of yours, and should you resist any further…well, that’s up to imagination.
The Guard stops right in front of Syn, who is vaguely aware that the 4 security guards had moved a bit closer than they were before.
Security Guard #1: So, what’s it gonna be, option one or option two; The ball is in your court, little man, but I can assure you that we’re fine with ether one at the moment.
Syn just calmly looked around, not at all phased by the threat, before assuming a thinking pose.
Syn: Hmm, you drive a very hard bargain. Am I right in guessing that you won’t allow me to arm myself if I choose “Option Two�
The Security Guard shakes his head no, confirming Syn’s guess. Syn just nods, before he looks up at the lights for a moment and gives a chilling smile.
Syn: Well, in that case, I believe that you’ll have your answer in 3…2……1.
Suddenly, the lights go out in the hallway, causing the security guards to all scream out. The sounds of screaming and confusion are then drowned out by the sound of shrill, insane laughter echoing throughout the hallway. The lights come back on moments later, and Syn had vanished from sight. The head Security Guard growled in frustration, before turning to look at the others.
Security Guard #1: Find him. I don’t care how, but find him dammit!
The Guards scattered in different directions in order to look for Syn, not noticing one of the doors in the hallway they were just in open slowly. Syn stepped out and sneered in the direction that he sees the Head Guard going.
Syn: Fool. If there’s one thing that I will ever take from the individual who trained me, it’s that you never play mind games against a master of the art. (Syn gives an evil smirk) No matter the circumstance, the master ALWAYS comes out on top.
Syn figured that staying in one spot while he was being hunted for was not a wise move, so he decided to head in the direction of the parking lot. He ducked behind a nearby production crate as he spotted one of the security guards passing by. He smirks, then breaks into a full sprint and makes it to the door that leads to the parking lot, opens it, and looks around before entering. Syn quickly looks around for his car, and spots it near the far side of the lot. He sighs in annoyance.
Syn: It can never be easy, can it?
Just as Syn said this, he heard a shout from inside, alerting him to the fact that the guards were now on their way to the parking lot. Syn was about to duck behind one of the nearby cars, but paused as he noticed a familiar sight of flaming red hair near one of the cars. It was Ashley Sparxxx, who was about to leave for the evening. Syn smirks slightly, before sneaking over to her car and gently grabbing her hand as she placed her key into the look on the driver’s side door. She quickly turned and gasped when she saw him, but Syn, still smirking, quiets her with a shushing motion, before ducking down next to her as the guards burst into the parking lot, looking around for Syn. The Head Security Guard walked forward from the group, before he noticed Ashley.
Security Guard #1: Miss Sparxxx, have you seen Syn pass through here? We’ve been ordered to keep an eye on him and escort him from the building following a meeting with Miss Phoenix. The sneaky little bastard managed to get away from us somehow.
The Guard looked at her, waiting for an answer, while Ashley pondered her options. She briefly considered outing Syn to the Guards, but for some reason unknown to her, she decided against it.
Ashley: N-no. I haven’t seen him. But his car is still here (Ashley points to the black and green Mustang GT that was parked further down from where she was) so I’d guess he’s still somewhere in the building.
The Guard looked at the vehicle, before cursing under his breath.
Security Guard #1: Dammit! He will NOT give me the slip! (The Guard turns to the others) Fan out and search the entire building, he doesn’t leave here without me knowing it, understood!
Guards: (As one) YES SIR!
The other guards rush back into the building, while the Head Guard stays behind and gives Ashley an appreciative nod.
Security Guard #1: Thank you for your help, Miss Sparxxx. Enjoy your evening.
The Guard rushed back into the building as Ashley gave a weak nod in reply, before she sighed. She quickly remembered that Syn was right next to her and looked down, only to find a pair of curious green eyes staring back at her as Syn sat there in a cross-legged position. Slowly, he pulled himself up and gave her a dark smile.
Syn: I suppose I should thank you for covering for me, but forgive me for being a bit curious. Why did you not turn me in?
Ashley blushed under the intense gaze, before shrugging her shoulders weakly. She herself didn’t really know why she didn’t turn Syn in, so what was she supposed to tell him? Syn dismissed it after a moment, before he walked over to his car. Syn got to the door and opened it, before hopping in, starting it, and speeding out of the parking lot. Syn began muttering to himself as he stopped at a stoplight.
Syn: Just a few more days. Just a few more days, and I get both of them in the ring. And this time, things WILL be different. I guarantee it. And then, I get Flair alllllllllllllll alone . Heheehehehehe. HA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!
The light turned green and Syn sped off into the night, laughing maniacally as the camera fades to black.
