Reunion(For Uther and I only)

[Blane Ashford]

Anticipation. That's all that filled the mind of the corrupt CEO as he sat impatiently in the hospital waiting room. The setting did not make it any better for Blane. Uncomfortable chairs with poor excuses for cushions, tacky carpeting, soap operas playing on the one TV and to boot other people gawking at the large black dog he had with him that clenched an odd, golden brick in it's maw.

He had already been questioned about the animal many times, after all, the hospital had a strict "No pets" policy. He had tried everything to get the thing into the place to, going through all kinds of humilating dramatics. In the end he had to bribe the hospital security into letting him bring the thing in with him. Usually he would hate to spend money on something like that despite being as rich as he was, but this was his old teacher, partner and "friend" Sam G. Uther, so going out of his way was something normal for the young CEO.

Sometimes I wonder why I do these things for the old man. He gets himself into so much trouble. Oh, well....I guess it's just repaying my dept for helping me get to where I am today.....and besides, he's good for comic relief...and that never gets old. Blane thought to himself. He began to reminisce about all the good times he and Uther had when he was interrupted by the kind and charming voice of a pretty young nurse. ..

"The patient is ready to see you Mr. Ashford."

"Alright. I'll be right in." Blane responded. He took hold of the dog's leash and walked out of the waiting room into the area where the patients where being kept. the other waiting room occupant's eyes following Blane out, still gawking at the dog. As he walked through the hallways to Uther's room the dog caused quite a ruckus. People stopped and gazed. One hosptial worker walked right in it's path and nearly dropped the hospital food he was carrying from shock.

"Room 411, looks like where' here. I know your eager to see your master...so lets go." Blane said to the dog as he petted it. Now the dog was usually nasty and foul to everybody but Uther, however, Blane and Uther have known each other for a long time, and thus the Dog and the spirit within it also had grown accustom to Blane. So, the dog respected the CEO, though it's true loyalty was to Uther. Blane opened the door and entered the room to great his partner and former teacher.

[Sam G. Uther]

Uther was already dressed in the clothes he had with him. How he got the ugly green suit, he blamed on the wind witch b*tch. She had gone on a play day with his body and threw his back out. He felt better now, as was evident by the tied together blankets he threw out the window. He made the mistake of not tying it to the bed, and the end was pulled out after the rest of it, just as his former student walked in.

Uther was now out of blankets from both his bed and the other empty bed in the room. Uther then looked towards the door, expecting to see a nurse, but instead saw something that he didn't want to push out the window after the blankets. "My Precious!" he said ecstatically, crouching down. The large dog ran over to him and stopped in front of him, sitting down obediently while he scratched its head lovingly. He held his other hand out under its mouth and it dropped the heavy brick into it. "Now all is well, even though the hippies still plague our Earth."

Uther then stood up. "And if it isn't the Cunning Executive Oppressor." He was joking of course. "Employees following your iron fist? Or are you using some of those hippy things? What do the studies prove? I still say an Iron fist is the way to go. Maybe that is why I taught you science instead of business ethics."

Uther continued to pet the head of his dog/insect. "Are you here to get me out of this place? Do you know how they check your temperature here!? I need out. I'm all better too, but they thinck I might be in danger of a heart attack or something. Too much cholesterol they say. Heck if I cared about living a long time, I wouldn't eat a Big Mac every other day for lunch. But those things are good. And its not like I'll be gone long. Only a decade or two."

Uther seemed to be going off on several tangents of complaints about life since getting her in general. "And it wasn't even me that got me here. It was a stupid shadow wind woman." Uther then patted the dog and said, "I'm sure he told you about that b*tch. I wish I was the one that could have taken her out. She hurt my other insects! The poor Doom Dozer is still healing from the injuries her Simorgh gave it!"

He probably wasn't done, but if he was going to be stopped, now was the time to do it while he picked up a cup of water and drank it.

[Blane Ashford]

Just like old times... Blane thought to himself. He was often times amused by the old man's antics, though he was able to hold in laughter out of respect for his teacher.

"When it comes to my workers I only use the iron fist and it works like a charm, though you should have remembered that about me.....I guess that wind chick really did screw your head up." Blane responded.

"As for getting you out, I can do anything I want. I am the richest person in the world at the moment, after all. I just need to see a..."

Blane statement was interrupted by the voice of a nurse. " I'm sorry but the patient is about to get some tests run so we will need you to leave the room now.." The nurse said in her cute, female voice. Blane simply looked at her.

"...Do you know who I am?" Blane asked her, his tone rather short.

" No, you look familiar...but I don't know..." The nurse said.

" I am the richest man on the planet as of now, and if you never want to work again in your life you will bring me the man who owns this hospital."

The nurse stopped for a second and then all of the sudden she had a look of "eureka!" on her face.

"I remember you now. You're Blane Ashford, that kid who took over all those companies after his father died....you have like what...four...five monopolies you got from your father?....But anyway...whats this your saying about never having to work?" The nurse said, excitedly. She waited in anticipation for the young CEO's response, hoping it would involve money of some kind.

"I can make you rich beyond your wildest dreams. So, go get me the owner of this hospital and I will write you a check for five million dollars, ok?"

"Right away!" the nurse said excitedly she ran away gitty as a schoolgirl to go retrieve the owner of the hosptial. Blane then pulled out a check from a checkbook in his backpack and wrote in a grand total of $0.00 into the amount slots. "How easily the foolish are swayed, no?" Blane said. He chuckled over the idocy of the nurse and then turn back to Uther.

"Once I get to see the owner, you will be out of here. You can trust me on that. But anyway...do you remember anything from when you where possessed by that demon?" Blane asked Uther, curious about the whole ordeal.