Son of a Bitch.... [Daniel Widdel]

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During GZWA Livewire, the cameras caught Daniel Widdel backstage being attended to medical staff after Victor Phillips vicious attack. Daniel was conscious and visibly agitated with the medical staff hovering over him. Daniel clasped his injured shoulder, making sure no one would pull at it. But it didn’t stop them from touching him and waving a flashlight towards his eyes.

“WHERE IS HE?” Daniel shouted.

No one responded to Daniel’s demand except for chatter of ‘you need to stay put’, ‘don’t move’. Daniel wanted out of this situation, proceeding to push whoever was in his way. Daniel flinched, still feeling the affects of the attack as he hobbled to his feet.

“WHERE IS THAT SON OF A BITCH?” Daniel yelled out, just as he was being forcefully pushed to sit back down.

Daniel spotted the camera filming him and glared into the lense. Daniel understood the only way he could possibly get to Victor at this moment was sending him a message through the camera.

“You got my attention, Victor. YOU GOT MY ATTENTION. ARE YOU HAPPY NOW? You want a fight? YOU GOT IT. You think you can do a better job as the Television Champion than me? You think that attacking me with a steel chair gets one over me? Oh man, you are mistaken. You’re nothing but a little shit who wants to take things to get your fucking way since YOU can’t do it on your own.”

“Get out of the way you stooge” Daniel pushed out one of the medical staff walked into the frame of the shot which had blocked Daniel from view.

Daniel continued “I admit, Victor, I did find it funny when you were foolishly eliminated from that Survivor Series match with your Machine buddies at the last Primetime. But at the same time I was severely disappointed. I thought you didn’t have it in you. But you know what, after what you pulled at Livewire, I NEED you to be the keys in the ignition, I NEED you to feed the fire inside of me. Because I will be your ammunition, kiddo. Because Victor, you poked the bear and you will have to deal with the consequences of your actions.

“Oh, son of a bitch…..” Daniel lost focus as one of the medical staff extended out the arm of Daniel’s sore shoulder to feel the severity of the injury.

Daniel yanked back his shoulder and massaged it with his free hand. “I just pulled a muscle, don’t fucking touch it. Just give me an ice pack, JESUS.”

One of the staff reached over and placed an ice pack over the shoulder, wrapping a bandage for compression.

“Fuck, Victor… Son of a bitch.” Daniel muttered while being bandaged as the camera crew filmed enough of Daniel’s protests as the scene ended.

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Perched on the couch in his house, Daniel was still nursing the minor injuries from Victor Phillip’s attack. Daniel thanked his lucky stars that he would be at least cleared to compete for the upcoming Primetime. He got the news that he’ll be wrestling Victor in the main event of the show, much to his relief. The GZWA Television Champion was looking forward to the bout with his bitter rival in a non-title match to get his revenge.

Daniel was able to finally get some peace and quiet after his 2 year old son had just fallen asleep for his afternoon nap. His 5 month old twin daughters were attended by his nanny, Rosetta, freeing some time for him. This was the perfect time to check in with his wife, Amiee Vaughan Widdel. For the past week, Amiee had been in Vegas to film a movie called Cougar Hunters. The title of the movie may not seem like a classic, but to Amiee, she always wanted to put in the best performance. Daniel initiated a video call on his iphone, waiting for Amiee to answer.

“Damn, Daniel… Back at it again with laying on the couch.” Amiee greeted Daniel with her face on his screen.

“I’m still healing, and stop with the ‘Damn, Daniel’. That internet thing is so stupid, and I don’t even internet much. You know that.”

Daniel rested his back on the armrest side of the couch, sitting up to adjust the warming pad on his injured shoulder.

“Who cares if you’re healing, I’m only concerned about my kids, how are my kids?”

Daniel rolled his eyes. “OUR kids are in one peace. And Ames, did you remember that bigamy is still illegal?”

“What kind of girl do you think I am? I’ve been good in Vegas. Like, I haven’t even touched a drop of alcohol. I’m a professional actor”

Amiee emphasised the word professional actor in a posh accent. Daniel grinned, feeling slightly better since Amiee was the one who could lift his spirits.

“Don’t give me that look.” Amiee wagged her finger at Daniel. “At least you get time off, I’ve been working non-stop supporting this family while you sit on your ass.”

“I’m injured, whatddya expect?” Daniel huffed, pointing towards his shoulder.

“What do you want me to do? Have a sit down with Vinnie and tell him to play nice with you?”

“Victor.” Daniel corrected Amiee.

“I said Victor.”

Daniel shook his head, not bothered to claim that Amiee was wrong. In Amiee’s head, she’s always right and to convince her differently would be a waste of time.

“Oh, my god. Before I forget, have you talked to Sammy? He’s been training like a beast, dayum.”

Daniel an eyebrow trying to decipher which ‘Samuel’ Amiee was talking about until he connected the training part. He had been in the know about Samuel’s latest training efforts which've been paying off.

“What did you do to him?...” Daniel hesitantly spoke.

“Why do you assume I’ve done something? He only showed me pics and hubba-hubba. Like, do you think he’s coming back to GZWA. I seriously think he could be a good contender for your GZWA Television Championship.”

“You know I’m facing Victor Phillips, right?”

“Yeah, And? Like, you will defeat Victor and then Sammy will win the belt off you, DUH!”

Daniel made an unimpressed face. This brought back memories when Amiee was cheering on Samuel to take Daniel’s Gen-NeXT Championship back in ZXWWF. Amiee stuck out her tongue out at her husband, delighted by the scorn in his face

“....Amelia.”

“Oh you love me, and remember to pick up some bread and milk. If not, I’ll make your shoulder much worse when I get home..”

“So, this isn’t the time to let you know that I cleared all the gay porn off your ipad?”

Amiee’s eyes widen with a shocked expression over the news of her porn stash being deleted. “HOW COULD YOU. THIS IS UNFORGIVABLE. THIS IS THE WORST THING YOU COULD POSSIBLY DO TO ME.”

Amiee’s face swelled up with tears as she yelled at her husband through the screen of the phone.

“Check and mate…” Daniel grinned, happy that he was able to get one over his wife.

Amiee pouted excessively, embarrassed by Daniel outing her porn stash on the apple device. Amiee was quite the actress, gaining her composure after her outburst. 

“Ohh… I hate you. Next time you call me it better be only about the kids, not your sorry ass. I hope Vinnie kicks your ass.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll get that milk and bread.” Daniel sighed, in a sarcastic defeat.

Amiee scowled at her husband. “You better.”

Amiee switched off the video call, ending their conversation. They were at the point of their marriage where they didn’t even need to say proper goodbyes to each other. Daniel put his phone to the side and maneuverer himself off the couch. He took off the heating pad, giving his shoulder a brief massage. The pain was now tolerable at this point.