Settling Down...Somewhere New.

[Daniel Justice]

:-: Twas a quiet day back in Concord. New Hampshire. Other than the weather changing, there was not much happening around those parts of the world. It had been a few months now since Daniel had returned home after the closing of FCW. One thing he can be proud of though, is being the last to hold the Great Lakes championship gold. So here he was, sitting in his home in a pair of grey sweats and a white tank top sitting on his lazy-boy chair with his feet up in the air, reviewing some of his wrestling tapes. :-:

:-: He definitely missed the sport. I mean that’s all he did for a living. Now being un-employed it’s going to be hard to keep paying those heavy bills. He sat there, munching away on some chips as he kept fast-forwarding, re-winding.,hell it seemed it was only his fingers getting the exercise pressing those buttons on the remote. He then put his chips down on the floor, stopped the tape, and was about to get up when he heard an announcement being played on tv. The announcement was for Global Championship Wrestling. He sat back down with his eyes glued to the screen. It announced it’s registrations for December 1st. Daniel smirked as he continued to look at the TV. It then announced it was to be ran by Amanda Wallace and Candice Angel. This was just what he needed to get back into the wrestling world. A new company, ran by a former boss of his, and he’d certainly run into people he knew. :-:

:-: Daniel hopped to his feet and stepped over some old pepsi cans laying on the floor. He scurried into his room and took his bag out from the closet. He then started shoving clothes into it as he took out his cell phone, and dialed the number of his agent. Daniel waited on the phone for a few minutes as he continued to throw stuff in his bag. :-:

"Joe? That you? I’ve got some great news."

"Daniel?"

"Yeah, it’s me. Listen, where back on track baby! I just saw this add on TV for a company... Global Championship Wrestling. We’d have to be there for December 1st."

"And today’s October 30th... that leaves us a month. That's plenty enough time to get there..."

"Who cares my friend. We’d better get out to Chicago now. I mean, I’ve been sitting here for the past few months and well, I’ve packed on the pounds. I need to get back into shape. If I settle down in Chicago, hopefully get myself a house or an apartment, I should be all set and ready for when December 1st comes."


...

"This could be my last opportunity to wrestle for a long time Joe, I can’t mess this chance up."

*sigh* "Fine, meet me at an airport tomorrow morning. We’ll head out to Chicago then."

"Thanks man, see you then."

:-:Justice quickly get’s off the phone. He looks around and smiles. This could finally be his big break. To Chicago... where a new life... would begin. :-:

Fin...for now.

[Daniel Justice]

November 15th 2007
Location: Concord Airport
Time: 12:12 PM
Destination: Chicago!

A black Mustang pulled up in front of the air port back in Concord and Daniel Justice stepped out sporting a new hair do, and looking a little thinner than before. He puts his bag over his shoulder as he walks inside the air port. He goes down to gate 11, finding his agent standing there looking at the time. Justice smirks as he puts his bag down for it to get packed on the plane, and walks over to the boarding area.

Joe! Been awhile man... A long while.

There you are! Where the hell have you been? You should of been here a half hour ago!

Whoa, calm down. I’m here now aren’t I. I mean, what can I say. Got caught up in some traffic.

Yeah, well traffic or not, you called me to be here today to head out to your “next big break” in Chicago. You better not let me down kid. This better be your big break.

Don’t sweat it Joe, I’ve got some good feelings about this place... and it hasn’t even opened yet.

Either way, good feelings or bad. It’s time to put up, or shut up kid.

Calling all passengers, for flight 102, heading to Chicago, your plane is now boarding at gate 5.

Here we go.

Justice and his agent walk through the metal detectors and head through the gate, into the plane and they take their seats in first class. Justice always travels first class. He takes a seat by a window and looks at the grounds of Concord, New Hampshire for the last time in god knows how long. Minutes pass by, it has been about 30 minutes since they boarded and now the plane was set to leave. It took off the ground and headed up into the sky... It was only a matter of time until the destination was set.

Hours Later...

The plane is landed at the Chicago Airport and Justice is seen coming up an elevator with his bag right next to him, and his agent already on his way to a hotel. Justice has reservations for his hotel until whenever he can find a home that suits him. Now his main focus is training... and familiarizing himself with the town. But his first stop was his hotel. He heads out of the airport after handling what was needed to be done and hops into one of his cars he had waiting for him at the airport. He places his trunk in the back and heads in the front seat, driving towards the highway, getting caught in bumper to bumper traffic. Justice is an impatient guy and doesn’t like when cars cut him off on the road... much like a blue Sentra did.

Can’t you see we are caught in bumper to bumper traffic here you asshole!

He shakes his head and grips the wheel tighter before taking a right, at a set of lights and minutes later pulling into a big five star hotel. He steps out from the car, with shades covering his eyes as he opens up his trunk, taking out the bag. He then rolls it along the cement, as his shorter hair blows in the wind as he walks through the doors onto a red velvet carpet, walking up to the front desk.

Hello sir, may I help you?

Yeah, I’m Daniel Justice. I’ve got reservations here...

Ok hold on just one second.

The woman looks through the computer and after a long time of searching, she pulls up his file and picks up the room key handing it to him.

Here you go sir. Room 204. Enjoy your stay.

Ah, thanks, was getting a little worried you couldn’t find the file there for a moment. Thanks again.

Justice walks over to the elevators and presses up, as he looks at a few people around him. He enters the elevator when the door opens, and quickly shuts the door not letting anyone else enter with him... yeah he’s a bitch like that. He waits a few moments and gets to the second floor, where he enters his room and smiles. He pays for the best, he get’s the best. He then drops his bag and heads over to his best, testing it out. He lets out an “ah” as he looks towards the ceiling.

Things are off to a good start it seems. And tonight, they will hopefully get better... I’m out to party!