And The Beat Goes On...

It had been a question cemented firmly on every wrestling blog across the internet from the moment it was asked...

"Where Is Jason King?"

Once WWG had trotted out some random look alike on a less than stellar episode of the program it was clear to the world at large that something had happened. It wasn't the first time a company had tried this. Fake Razor and Dopel-Diesel were famous examples of a wrestling promotion trying to keep a character while losing the person. Though this had always been held up as a reason why a company SHOULDN'T do that.

Still from that moment on message boards all over the world had continued to ask the same question.

"Where Is Jason King?"

He never showed up at any other indy promotions, no rival companies, nothing. Every time a federation would announce that there was going to be a "new talent to shake things up" the speculation of whether or not this could finally be the time the Big Black Wolf returned to the squared circle began a new.

But it was never to be. So again the world continued to ask.

"Where Is Jason King?"

It's not every day that one of the most controversial figures in wrestling, certainly one of the most controversial figures in World Wrestling Generations time, would up and vanish without so much of a trace. Former world champions don't just disappear into thin air. It became such a mystery that there were whispers that a criminal investigation had been launched, if you believe that sort of thing. There was even a point where a wrestling insider got their hands on a grainy cell phone video of what looked like two federal agents, one young fit the other older fatter for sure, asking the same question everyone else was.

"Where Is Jason King?"

WWG obviously never admitted to anything nefarious. Thought the rumor mill of the backstage dealings became more and more chilling as the internet began looking into it. Stories surfaced of some of things that went on backstage and to the wrestlers where more and more shocking. One such rumor hit the online news stands stood out particularly. Though the powers that be completely denied this, a paper trail showed that WWG had signed on a known Neo Nazi/White Supremacist with the subtle as a burning semi plan that this person would go after the only black superstar they had on roster at the time, Jason King. While a lot of rumors swirled around in the death throws of WWG this one was truly put gas to the fire to the question...

"Where Is Jason King?"

This recurring question rose quickly into an online crescendo as all over the world black voices began shouting to be heard. With the global epidemic taking away most of the distractions the roar of the oppressed became deafening beyond the ability for anyone to ignore. The professional wrestling world was not immune to this melody and the beat of a very familiar drum began to pound on every message board, every pod cast, and every news speculation piece about the sudden reunion show of the long dead WWG...

"Where Is Jason King?"

That beat continued as the online world exploded when it was announced that Trine Larsen, WWG favorite and first ever woman World Champion, was going to be facing off for the first time in her career against none other than Jason King himself. It was on everyones lips, it was talked about on every forum imaginable. Who would WWG be bringing? Would it be "Fakson King" as the internet had dubbed the imposter WWG had trotted out in vegas all those years ago? Or maybe...just maybe...would the beat of hundreds of thousands of hearts across the world finally be met with the genuine article. Would the people finally get the answer to...

"Where Is Jason King?"

.....Who knows? that's why they bought the live stream pay per view. The mysterious new owner of WWG wouldn't say a word and the people didn't want to miss history. So they paid for the chance to be disappointed but maybe, just maybe, finally vindicated. As the night progressed there wasn't a stage hand, tech crew, or backstage interviewer who wasn't keeping their eyes extra peeled for a chance that they might be the one to break this story to the world. The feeling that would bring.

Well everyone accept one custodial worker, Rory. The copious amount of bills held together by a rubber band was all he needed feel. And he did feel it, constantly, every time he ushered someone way from the broom closet that he was now casually guarding. The broom closet that held may have held a young man, that looked an awful lot like the man who gave Rory the bills in the first place, though not enough to really fool anyone. Why this guy wanted to tie this other guy up and stick in a closet Rory didn't know and didn't care, but he assumed it had something to do with the small blonde girl.

Because for whatever reason, when she saw the many that gave Rory the money, the man holding a crowbar and a smirk on his face...it seemed to matter to her.