Gabriel sits in front row seats at the wrestling stadium, he sits young and orphaned sergals, some not even twelve, it makes Gabriel a little sad that children that young had to suffer from abandonment and poverty but now wasn't a sad time, because tonight La Madre Luchadora is fighting "If only Sara could have made it" Gabriel told one of the smaller sergals as they look out to the ring "Growing up, she was obsessed with wrestling, yes for Christmas other little girls would ask for dolls or princess dresses, Sara would ask for wrestling figures or plastic championship belts" Gabriel ruffled the little sergal's fur causing him to giggle