Mr Steam
Mr Steam
Classic Matches with classic Stars of the past?
Choose the winners. Star if you like matches.
All in their prime.
Dick Murdoch & Bob Orton Jr. vs. Hawk and Animal
Power House Match
Sycho Sid vs. Andre The Giant
Battle of the Suplexers
Tazz vs. Mr. Perfect
Main eventers
Hogan vs. Savage vs. Warrior
Sharpshooter Challenge (lock opponent in Shooter to win)
Bret Hart vs. Sting (in his prime from long ago)
Owen Hart vs. Ricky Steam Boat
Original Hawk and Aminal
Andre
Mr Perfect
Hogan
Hart-pains me to say it, big Stinger fan
Steamboat
911 Trial Runâ¦have A Nice Day Mr. President
(NOTE: This is a work of fiction. All the characters in this story are a figment of the writer’s imagination. Any semblance to any person, living or dead is definitely unintentional and purely coincidental. This story is the property of and © of Rikk Doe, the pseudonym of the writer who prefers to keep his identity anonymous. No part of this story may be taken without prior consent of the owner.)
EPISODE 2
0627 Hours.
The Oval Office,
Washington, DC 20006,
USA.
And while the Most Wanted Man in the World chartered a destination of his own desire, the most powerful man in the world, took his seat in the official office of the President of the United States, The Oval Office.
Never before had he been summoned at such an early hour. He glanced at the people before him. He shook his head.
IT would take more than the 5 of them to sort this thing out before the day was over, that was the only thing he was sure of.
“Coffee Mr. President.â€
“Ahhh. Yes James, one of the many more that will ensue in the hours to come, you can be sure of that.†The president said, taking his cup of steaming hot Cappuccino.
James was the official Butler of the First Family of The United States of America and also a very close friend of the President. He offered the hot beverage to the rest of the people in the rom. He looked at the President and said…
“Will that be all Mr. President?â€
“Thank you James. For the moment, yes I do believe. “
“If you need anything, I am just outside Mr. President.â€
“Yes James. I know. Thank you.†The President said warmly as James moved out of the room, closing the door gently behind him.
“Well shall we begin?†The President said, looking at the four people seated in front of him.
Before he could get an answer, his cell phone rang.
“Excuse me my friends.†The president said as he reached for his mobile. He looked at the display screen.
That was strange he thought, there was only a number, no name. Only people who were very very close to him had access to that phone. And all those that did, he had their names stored.
So who was this calling?
He showed the cell phone screen to the people seated in front of him. Immediately two of them grabbed their cell phones and started making calls.
The President looked at the people around him and pressed the button on his cell phone to receive the call.
“Good Morning Mr. President.â€
“Who is this?†The President asked.
“Take a look outside your window Mr. President.â€
“Who are you? What do you want?†The President said, his voice stern and commanding.
“I suggest you look outside your window Mr. President. I am quite sure you would not want to miss the spectacle. Look… now!†The voice was calm, but dictating.
The President made a move to turn around, just as he did; he saw a big ball of fire erupt at a distance from his office. And then he heard the sound of the big blast. He stared at the sight before him.
“Have a nice day Mr. President.â€
The line went dead, as fumes of fire, smoke, falling debris, emancipated bodies, chaos, sirens and screams erupted…
Right in front of the most powerful man in the world. Perhaps the most helpless right now.
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