Welcome to the land of dreams, broken dreams that is... because all great Empires fall over time. Through one thing or another, Alex Bowen ended up quite a few things this time, broke, a junkie, broken, and more. Broke, because the money was all a lie, Cooper's money might of been real. But Mr. Twist is sitting in prison, and Alex Bowen is very lucky not to be right in with him. A junkie, because his money allowed him to become an addict, a point no man ever wants to call home. Last but not least, broken, Alex has been beaten, stabbed, jumped, ran over, but let's get this straight. Shit happens, Bowen has never cared about his body. But Bowen's mind is a weak thing right now, the monster came out of him, he let the devil in. He is very much so a weak minded man, but is trying to gain his old push back. He is sitting in a mental facility, a overpriced rehab joint funded by Wzcw, he's free to leave when he wants. But Alex has actually stayed on for a bit, and is making progress. After two straight weeks of withdrawals, a bit of yelling, a few one on one times with a padded room, Bowen is actually working to better his future. But right now he's sitting in a room with a small Indian doctor, named Dr: Lufi. She's been working with Bowen over the last week to figure some things out with his career
Lufi: How did you get in this far Mr. Bowen? Do you even feel it anymore?
Dr. Lufi is staring at her computer screen, most likely watching a match from Alex's past.
Alex: Feel what? Emotion... pain? It was my job, and I even messed that up. Look at what I've done!!
Lufi: What are you talking about Alexander? Like you said it was your job, you obviously couldn't of messed it up that bad.
Alex: I didn't mess anything up? Look at what I helped create, a new group of monsters, a new group of kids who are never going to enjoy wrestling, because they are going to get maimed by some moron. I was that moron, I was that mess up Doc. I was the one who set the bar too high, Not Ricky, Ty Burna, Or Baez.
Bowen points two fingers into his chest, right next to his heart.
Alex: I took their careers away from them, I led them down that path of destruction. Without me the Mayhem division was basically gone, Oh boy...
Bowen puts up two hands in front of his face as if he's begging someone not to hit him with a chair.
Alex: a few rogue chair shots, kendo sticks, blah blah blah it's basic hardcore wrestling. But when you push people into running you over with a car, or jumping off a 25 foot tall cage just to try and end you. That's when you really know that you've sat the bar too high. I messed up so many peoples chances. They won't ever get them back.
Lufi: Well you really are starting to break open Mr. Bowen, that's good. You can't be at peace with yourself until you move past this. So you set the bar too high? So what, after a period of time won't it just lower on it's own?
Alex: Not in today's age... I threw a man 25 feet through a cage almost to his death. He landed right on his neck, and that wasn't even for the title. People are upping the ante with their careers because I pushed them to. I was the one who went to war, I didn't care if you had a family to feed, or if you were 19 years old. You either beat me the old fashioned way, or i'd send you down the line packing. Cooper left the first time because of me, so did Chris Jones, Ewan Kampa, and Ale. I'm sure there are more people out there. But I beat Cooper twice, and as bad as I could. Chris stayed a bit after I beat him for the Mayhem title twice, but he was never really the same. Ewan never even really started in Wzcw, he was just trying to make a name for himself, and got hurt badly in the process. I sent Ale packing back to the basketball courts, I threw chair after chair at him, and just wouldn't let up on him. I couldn't. Look at what I did to Chris K.O, and Steamboat Ricky. I attacked them both, just to prove a point. I did the same thing to Ty Burna when I turned my back on him, and I would have done the same to Grand Mistique.
Lufi: I see what you are saying, but that was your job, and the fans loved you for it.
Alex: I would be in prison for what I used to do to people in this company. Do you know what it's really like to hold someone's hand in your life? If I was just a little more of a psycho I could have ended a lot more people. That's what Wzcw didn't understand. I don't know If I'll ever really want to go back to the way I was.
Lufi: Are you saying you're done with WZCW? I thought that's where you were going when you left here?
Alex just shakes his head.
Alex: No, I just want to be done with the Mayhem, with the chaos. I leave here tomorrow, and I'm going right back. I'm done with the dope, and to be quite honest, it's going to take something special to ever pull me back to the Mayhem division. I just about lost my life at the hands of a maniac and a machine, because I wanted to create more Mayhem. I just want to wrestle, is that too much to ask?
Lufi: No, Alex, that's perfect. You don't even have to change yourself for that, you don't have to lose your fan base because you just want to wrestle. You're always talking about how tough you are. Well then go out there and be tough, you don't need to up the ante with weapons, you have your fists, your legs, your body, Alex. You need to remember that, because when you leave us in the next few days. You won't be able to talk to me whenever you want. So do you know who you're facing when you go back next week?
Alex- I know of him, but I never got to wrestle him.
Lufi: How about you show him what we've talked about here today? You do what you want, but I think if you moved on in your life you could reach the stars. Alexander, when it all comes down to it.
Dr. Lufi reaches across her chair and touches Bowen on the head.
Lufi: You have to do what makes you happy here...
She places her hand over Bowen's heart.
Lufi: And here, Alex. It might be rough for you at first. But try doing what you want with this new wrestler. What's his name?
Lufi cocks her head at Bowen waiting for a response.
Alex: Blade, he's been gone longer that I have.
Lufi: Well then do what makes you happy, Alexander.
She reaches over and pats one of Bowen's old scarred hands, just smiling at him.
Lufi: Well you best get moving, Alex. I think you're done here. Go back to your room, get your stuff, and get back to your real life.
Bowen just nods, and gets up from his chair. Exiting the room, into a long hallway with a number of doors, he makes his way to a door that won't shut. Kind of bent on the hinges and smiles. No doubt it's some of his handy work from when he was withdrawing. He opens up the door, and a monster of a man sits rather funny in a small chair. It's the younger Bowen brother, David.
David: Christ, I thought that bag of bones would never shut up. I've been waiting in here to surprise you for an hour.
The chair makes a cracking noise as the seven foot plus man stands up.
David: Get your stuff, lets get you back to work. You have a big match coming up, you can't lose your first match back.
David has packed all of Alex's things, two suitcases, and a leather jacket wait beside his bed. Alex just walks to his brother, and reaches out for a hug. They embrace as the scene cuts out.
