A New Beginning

[christiank9]

:: Our scene opens up as Trance decides to do an Audio-blog with his AVA (Auto-Voice-Aid.) A device that is normally strapped to his arm to allow him to speak to people when his wife Jerusha isn't around to translate his sign language. It has a full brail qwerty keypad, and is somewhat bulky, but speaks for him in a clear, albeit robotic, voice. ::

Trance: "Hello to all my fans. I'm here in the All Star Sports Bar inside the Sheraton Grand Hotel near DFW in Fort Worth. Jerusha is upstairs in our room, getting some sleep from the trip. I'm here getting a drink, and waiting to welcome Frederick, who should be here, fresh off of his flight, any minute."

:: A drunk man inside the bar approaches Trance. Trance can hear his steps over the light country music, and he can smell his breath even from a few feet away. ::

Man: "HEY! Keep it down Designer Sunglasses! Some of us are trying to watch a * hiccup * game!"

Trance: "I'm sorry. I'm just doing an audio-blog."

Man: "So whaddaya need that for anyway? And look me in the eye when I'm talking to you boy!"

:: The man pulls off Trance's sunglasses and see's his pale white eyes with needle point pupils. He jumps back in surprise, nearly falling over in the process. ::

Man: "Whoa!" *laughs.* "You got some crazy eyes! Hey everyone! Check out the freak!"

:: Trance turns read with anger and turns to face the man. ::

Trance: "Please give me my sunglasses back."

Man: *laughs.* "Maybe I will! Maybe I won't! they're pretty cool actually!"

:: The man puts them on and turns around, only to see the huge, slender, seven-foot frame of Frederick Heinz, staring down at him. ::

Frederick: "Give back ze Glasses."

Man: "Yes Sir! Right away sir!"

:: The man gives Trance his sunglasses back and runs off to another corner of the bar, in fear. ::

Frederick: "Sorry I'm late."

Trance: "It's no problem."

Frederick: "Hey bartendah!"

:: A young 24 year old bartender approaches the counter. ::

Bartender: "Hey! I know you guys! I've seen you on youtube. The Deutschland Dream! Trance and Frederick Heinz!"

Frederick: "That is us. A refill for my friend and a mug of Becker Pilsner."

Bartender: "Sure thing."

:: The bartender pours the drinks. ::

Bartender: "Yeah, I thought I recognized him, but I wasn't sure. He normally wears blindfolds on youtube. So what are you guys up to here in Fort Worth?"

Trance: "We're here to wrestle in Sports Nutz Wrestling. You been to their shows?"

Bartender: "Of course! Who are your opponents? When is the show?"

Frederick: "The show is this coming Saturday. We're on a team with Versus Vince and Samuel Hale, Against Blake Snyder, Austin Virgo, Goryokaku, and Enigmah."

Bartender: "Throwing you right into the mix, huh?"

Trance: "Yes. But we're more than ready. There are a few other debuts in this match, but we've studied up on everyone, and we're not afraid of them."

Bartender: "So what you think of your allies and opponents? Anything interesting Any possible friends?"

Frederick: "Honestly, Blake Snyder and Versus Vince could be potential friends of us. Ze problem for us lies with Austin Virgo, and Goryokaku. Gory is strange and so is Virgo. If Virgo could taste this beer, he'd have a change of heart with his whole straight-edgeness."

:: Frederick throws back a big chug to finish off his mug and pushes it forward for a refill. ::

Trance: "And Goryokaku, no one knows what's up with him. But as far as I see it, he left his team for a mask fetish."

:: Frederick and the bartender laugh as the man who was making fun of Trance earlier, approaches. Trance nearly gags at the smell of his breath this time. ::

Man: "I didn't know ya'll was famous!"

Frederick: "You sweaty, stinky man, will you please leave us alone?"

Man: "Can I get your autograph first?!"

Frederick: *sighs.* "If you beat me in contest first... Give me another round for this man."

:: The bartender fills another mug full of pilsner and slides it to the drunk man. ::

Frederick: "I go first. I drink in one breath, and then sing my country's anthem."

:: Frederick does so, and the bar is starting to take notice, a few whistling in amazement as he finishes the beer without spilling a drop, and immediately slams the mug down, and begins to sing the Deutsch Nationalhymne. He finishes strong, and mostly on-key. Everyone in the bar claps, including the drunk man. ::

Frederick: "Alright small-fry, Now tis' your turn!"

:: The man begins to drink the beer, and coughs halfway-through and puts his mug down. He begins to sing as his world begins to spin. ::

Man: "Jose can you see? Enikeight und recht un freiheat... Ugh."

:: The man collapses as a few cheer Frederick, who raises a new glass of beer and smiles in triumph. Right after this, Jerusha walks in and hugs Trance. ::

Jerusha: "What'd I miss?"

Trance: "Oh, nothing. Nothing at all."

:: Frederick proceeds to lead a few sing-alongs of popular songs that everyone in the bar knows, such as Johnny Cash, ZZ Top, and a few others as Jerusha joins in and Trance drums along on the counter. After a few songs, Frederick makes an announcement. ::

Frederick: "And as a special surprise, I am buying everyone here a ticket to this Saturday's 'Natural Selection PPV!'"

:: The crowd cheers and Jerusha and Trance smile, knowing Frederick's antics have won them some fans going into Natrual Selection. ::