RP#4 (Bob Parker 5 part series)

(Quick back story recap for the purpose of this RP.

Steve Sinclair, is one of Joe's cousins. Steve along with his sister Raven owned and operated the ESW till about 2010 or so. Steve has a couple of brothers, one is his brother named KC. The other is his twin brother named Michael. KC ran the ESW wrestling school out of NY while Michael did scouting for fresh talent outside of the US, mostly in Japan. Steve and Raven pooled their money together to start the ESW back in 03. Move ahead 7 years, Steve and Raven started cutting in some of their brothers and sisters with shares of the business, except for one, Michael who did nothing but complain about everything. They ended up firing Michael because he's a little bitch and he cried and cried. Michael tires to get back at his twin brother by kid napping Steve's wife and then 2 years old son Steve JR. Steve can be "unstable" at times and snapped and hunted his brother down and damn near killed him outside the Gaylord Arena in Nashville TN. Michael went to prison on several charges and is to date still in prison. Steve got locked up for attempted murder and after serving 2 plus years, got out on a appeal and has been rebuilding his life every since. Before Steve went to prison, Steve gave his shares of the ESW to Joe in hopes that Joe would keep the place open and going but with the family turmoil and scandal the ESW was pretty much doomed. Nearing his prime himself, Joe wasn't interested in running the ESW, so after talking with Raven and other family members Joe sold his shares of the ESW, which were once Steve's shares to Tommy Purr. That paved the way for Joe to eventually make his way to the UWL as the ESW collapsed a year later.

Steve blames the whole collapse of the ESW on Joe. He also believes the money Joe got from the sale, while it was a decent amount, wasn't something Joe could retire on, is HIS money and vowed to get his money from Joe "one way or another." These two used to be close. Now they hardly ever talk to each other.



Near the US border in NY is Niagara Falls. A huge landmark that is right on the border. On one side of the falls is NY, on the other is Canada. It's a tourist attraction that brings millions to the border year after year. Today it brings two family members together for a brief time in a rare visit.

Fall is loosing it's battle with the jet stream and the icy cold air is flowing down from Canada more and more each day and soon snow will be in the air and today is no different. It's cold. Damn cold. And when you walk out onto the deck to over look the falls with the ice cold mist hitting you in the face, it's even colder. Joe steps out on the deck with the roar of the falls at a almost deafing pitch. He stands in front of the door you go through after paying to go out onto the deck and he pulls his coat tighter to keep what body heat he can in. He jams his hands in his coat pockets and a shiver runs down his spine.

Already on the deck is Steve Sinclair. Standing in at seven feet four you can't miss him. His time in prison allowed him time to focus in losing weight and is now trimmed down to just under 400 pounds. At his prime he was pushing 490. Unlike Joe, Steve is wearing a suit, his long black hair pulled back in a pony tail and is watching the water come over the edge. It's like he's immune to the chill in the air.

Joe takes a deep breath and walks up to Steve standing next to him at the railing. At first there is this awkward silence between the two. Joe isn't looking at the falls as he leans on the railing and looks down at the water. Steve is looking up at the falls while chewing gum. The way he is chomping away on the gum you can tell he has a lot to say. Finally Joe stands up and glances at his cousin and breaks the silence.

"So the reason why I called you is....I understand you originally hired this Nascar Billy for....I don't even know where he was working at. I just know you were there too."

Steve is chewing that gum for all it's worth and finally he nods slightly. "Not even a hello? A how are you? How you doing? Nice."

Joe sighs and is about to say something when Steve hits him with the one question he has been asking and asking.

"Where is my f*cking MONEY?

"For the hundredth time. It's not your money. You F***ed up, you gave me the shares and told me, right to my face do what I need to do to keep the ESW going! I did what I thought was good for business! Maybe if you weren't trying to F*** your own brother over and then trying to kill your own brother maybe you would still have your precious shares."

Every other time Steve asked that question Joe would just say it's not yours or something along those lines. Up till now he hasn't sounded off like to his cousin who can very easily kick his ass.

"I sold the shares to Tommy who wanted to run the show more than anything. He had the fire in his eyes. Raven was okay with it, KC was good with it. Howdy, Nanook, even your own f*cking wife was good with it! I wasn't the only one who sold their shares. Your wife sold her shares too and yet I don't see you trying to kill her or ruin her career like you do me. It's not my fault Tommy dropped the ball and failed!"

Steve hasn't looked at Joe once. He just keeps looking up at the falls.

"Why don't you go and find Tommy! I'm sure he would gladly sell you those shares back now! Oh wait, you're flat ass broke! That little infusion of cash you gave Angelo for that promotion in Canada went belly up! Heard you took a bath in that. Is that why we can't find Valour these days? Did you get your hands on him?"

"Don't make me snap your f*cking neck right here Joey. I've been to prison. I'm not afraid to go back. Remember that. The only reason you're breathing is because I allow you to breath. You better hope your daddy doesn't die anytime soon because he's the only thing standing between you and me."

Threats are nothing new from his cousin and over the past couple of years Joe has grown tired of it. He sighs.

"Whatever. You know where I live."

"You bet your ass I know where you live. I f*cking paid for that place."

"Yeah. Whatever. See you around Cus."

Joe turns and starts to make his way back to the door to exit the deck. He reaches for the door when Steve turns and finally looks at Joe.

"Nanook came to me about a month ago. Said he's been training a kid of his. Said he wanted to give back to the sport and help a kid get his career started."

Joe pauses. He's almost stunned Steve is telling him what he wanted to know and the only reason why he called him after a year of avoiding him.

"He brought the kid to Canada almost begging me to give the kid a shot. He begged for one match. One match he kept asking for."

Steve turns completely around and is facing Joe. His hands are still in his pockets, most likely balled up in a fist. Maybe it was the little outburst from Joe that has Steve thinking he's holding a grudge against Joe for no good reason and even though he won't admit it publicly, everything that happened was his fault.

"I ran it past Angelo. He gave the kid a shot. Tag match against Hoshi and Kira. We just paired the kid up with someone. They won. I kinda liked the kid. He's got this spirit about him that is refreshing. So I gave him another match against Greyson. He got pummeled in that match. Kid was over matched but I still like the kid. Heard Nanook talked you into teaming up with him. Nice job picking up the tag titles."

Joe closes his eyes. A complement! It hits him hard and swift and right in the heart. Even thou he has been at odds with his cousin for the last 3-4 years, he still respects the hell out of him and any praise that comes from him means a ton to him. Joe fights back a tear.

"Someone like you could teach him tons. You should take the kid under your wing and groom him. I think if that kid applies himself he could be one of the top guys in the sport. I mean he's a ways away from that but."

Joe dries his eye and glances over his shoulder. "I'm going to be the next top guy. I don't have time to train him like a dog."

Steve smirks. "Much like your father. You'll end up amount to be nothing too."

Now it is Joe who has his fist balled up. He flings open the door and storms off the deck.

FTB.

On the way to Albany where Joe is going to catch a flight back to Tennessee Joe checks his phone messages. He has several messages most of which are from Nanook. Joe listens to them all almost every one of them had one theme to them.



Finally Joe can't take it anymore. He calls Nanook back and this time it's Nanook phone that goes directly to voice mail.

"Kim! I don't know what kind of bullshit you're pulling here! But I'm not helping that retarded sack in beating Arch Stanton! Firstly I've never been in the ring against Arch so how in the hell would I know how to beat him? Secondly if I did now! I WOULDN'T HELP f*cking NASCAR BILLY IN BEATING HIM! I've already helped this kid enough! He's got himself a big fancy belt buckle basically and he did NOTHING to win it! I don't want this! I didn't ask for this! I don't have time for this! I want Championship gold in the UWL! I want it NOW! Go find someone else to be your little dog whisper! I won't be at the TV Tapings! I won't be walking out to the ring with you two numbskulls! I don't know how else to tell you!"

Joe pauses and mulls it over if he wants to add more but feels like he got everything out at this point. With that he ends the call.