[Cade: I wish you two who fucking hurry up, and not sit around, and whisper to each other all the damn time. It makes you two look like gay lovers or some shit. And I wouldn�t really expect that from Steve.�]

[Steve: Just hold on for a minute Cade, the adults are talking. We�re just trying to get everything put together, so it won�t be something last minute. We still have to work out, where you�re going to stay, and work out and all. Everything isn�t as simple as you wished it was.]

[Cade: It couldn�t be that damn hard. It�s not like you�re trying to do rocket science or some shit. I�m the one who is paying for this ordeal, and my wallet is starting to feel light, so I think it�s time to go. And I�d like to start before it�s time to leave, if that�s ok with you?]

[Smirked some, and slowly walked over to the ring, and looked over it a bit. And pulled the little vest off, and threw it aside, now more rolling his shoulders, and also tossed the glasses aside, looking at the amateur wrestling ring. It had brought back old memories from his highschool, back when he used to wrestle on the team, but it was so much different then. The mat he remembered was much larger, and spanned more, but back them, he was also smaller.]

[Cade: Here, listen, this is very simple, and I�m only going to say it once more. I pay you money and you give me somewhere to stay, now if you don�t get that proper damn English, then I guess you really don�t deserve to be living right now, now do you?]

[Steve: Cade, be nice. You�re a visitor, a tourist, and we�re here on their terms, so it would be best if you took everything slow, and didn�t let your anger go anywhere. Ok?]

[Cade: I�m afraid that doesn�t work. I�m not coming here on my own time, that�s not how it works. I am here, on their time. I came here to get ready for this shit match, it�s not my problem that this show has to take place in the shittiest place on the Earth, but like I said, that�s not my problem. They�ll learn to do what I say, when I say it, and however I say it. Because I am the one who pays for the shit, and when I pay for it, I expect to get nothing but the best.]

[At the words, of being shitty, a few men on the side stand. A few of which, look a bit old, and a few of them look young. With these varieties some of them were also average height, small height, and large height, each man made with a strong frame, a good muscle build. Steve turned towards the men, who all now begun to walk towards Cade.]

[Steve: Whoah whoah whoah, hold on there boys, he didn�t mean to say that. We just got off of a long ass plane ride, and he needs some rest, we�ve watched a few movies, had a few drinks and what not, and he really did not mean what he said. It was all just a big misunderstand, right Cade? I mean, England is such a nice place, I wouldn�t mind living here myself one day. A glorious place it really is.]

[Cade: Do you know what Steve? You can take England, and stick it straight up these fucking hick�s asses. Because apparently, I don�t give a rats ass about none of this place, not a single bit. I wouldn�t live here, because there are too many stupid people, who have no idea, how to rent a damn room, for someone, who has enough money, to buy the damn place, and do whatever the hell he wants. I am known for what I do, and I am known for kicking asses, so Steve, kindly step out of the way, and let me provide the kicking, and they will provide the ass.]

[The men that Steve had almost been able to not hold off, begun to grow more than angry. He almost had fell over, and looked around fastly, now starting to try his best to think of something. He still couldn�t think of anything to say, but Cade was slowly starting to make the men like raging bulls, and he might be able to take one on, possibly even two, but there was no way he would be able to handle four at a time.]

[Cade: I don�t give two shits about this place, not anymore than I care about any of you. All you need to do, is set back down, and tote on your pipes, and pick up some of that tea, you do remember tea time right? You do have that about, what around three? You don�t have time to do anything to me right now, you have to sit back and be all precious, remember? That is what you all do.]

[Steve: Cade, chill out, don�t say those things. If these guys were to bust me down right now, they would take you down right with me. Turns around to the men. Speaking, as they calm down, and stop the pushing. - �Okay okay okay, now chill out here guys, he really didn�t mean anything by what he said. I mean, all he did was get a little drunk, I mean hell, you all do it pretty often, right?]

[About five minutes later, a few cars zoom by, as Cade and Steve are holding their bags, walking down the road. Cade is swinging his on his back, as Steve held his to the side. Cade, wore a brilliant smirk apon his face, looking up towards the blaring sun, holding up his thumb, the cars buzzing by as they went. He looked more amused than pissed, but the same couldn�t be said about Steve.]

[Cade: Just look at it this way Steve, we don�t have to worry about four old fuckers standing around, watching us at some low-down gym, while we train. I�d much rather find some other local gym, at stay at a world class hotel, you know?]

[Steve: No Cade, I really don�t know. I was talking to the owner a little while before you had us thrown out. Before you started bitching about England, and paying for things, the nice man said he really liked your style, and liked what you did, and was looking forward to meeting the real Cade Silver, and he was glad to be in your presence, and was going to let you stay for free, in the best bed you had. Nice going there buddy.]

[Cade: How was I supposed to know that? I asked you once, and all you would tell me is later or some stupid crap like that. So you really can�t pin the blame on me. All I really wanted to know, what was going on. But it�s not a problem, I really wouldn�t worry about it anymore. I know a mate that I could get in contact with, and we�d be perfectly fine. Don�t ever worry, it may be a different country, but I am Cade Silver.]

[Steve: Good, I really don�t feel like going through any more trouble for you. I booked the flight, and done everything to get you on that plane. And I finally found some nice man, who would take you in, until it was time for XBZ, and show you what to do, how to do, and explain the match to you. But some mysterious reason, and some way how, you manage to fuck that up. You know what, you�re really amazing, you know that?]

[Cade: I can�t help it, it really wasn�t my fault. You know I don�t like going somewhere, or when someone ignores me. If you would have told me this from the start, I might would have considered it. But now that I know how shitty those people are, I�m glad I did. I mean�some sixth sense must have told me that they were arrogant, so some how, self consciously, I was trying to get myself kicked out. You see how that works? I am just that great, go on, and admit it.]

[Steve: You know what I will admit to? I will admit, that you are such an ass hole, that no one wants to be around you some times. You can be a nice guy at times, but a lot of the times, no one can stand you. I went through all the problems with the flight, and then you do this. I really can�t believe it. There is nothing that you can do alone, or go five minutes without running your mouth, or fucking something up. It�s your curse, you ass crack.]

[Both grow silent for a minute or so. Cade slides his hand into his pocket, and takes out a cell phone, ignoring it for a few seconds, by a blinding car that blew by. It stopped, and the window slowly went down. A man looked out from the window, and looked at him disgustingly, and blew by, slinging a bit of dirt and what not by as they went.]

[Cade: Son of a bitch, did you just see that? He was going to let us in, and took one look at us, and pulled at ass stunt, I can�t believe that old crippled fucker did that, I really don�t. How can you not pick up Cade Silver, who is hitchhiking next to the road, alone? I guess you scare them off with your looks or something Steve.]

[Steve: No..that�s not it, I�m guessing that around here, word spreads fast of a celebrity getting kicked out of somewhere, for being a dick. I�m hoping that whatever plan that you have inside of your mind, doesn�t have anything to do with anyone around here. Because I seriously doubt anyone going to help you with anything. I mean hell, you did say something bad about their country.]

[Cade: I told you not to worry, uncle Cade will have everything sorted out. Besides, I can�t help that I was kicked out of that shitty little shack, for someone being the way they shouldn�t. I mean, I was being nice, and treated everyone with the up most respect. I don�t see any reason on this damn Earth, why we were kicked out.]

[Steve: Do you not get it? You were kicked out, because you said something bad about them, and made fun of their country. Now what would you do, if some muscle bound freak, came inside of your gym, and bitched about getting a room, and then made fun of where you came from. Now tell me, how would that go down with you my friend?]

[Cade: You know what? I really don�t care. Because if I was asked to stay somewhere, by someone I didn�t know, I would send them to Motel 6 or some shit, no body is going to be staying on my place. And besides, I don�t give two shits about America, I would probably laugh at the joke, providing it was funny. But if it wasn�t, I would turn, and laugh in his face.]

[Steve: You are so horrible. And you make no sense what so ever. From now on, I�m not going to go through all of the trouble trying to get everything together for you. From this day on, I�ll let you worry about those type of things. Now how does that float with you?]

[Cade: Ok, ok, let�s back track here, since you say that you did everything. I was up myself this morning, made my own damned breakfast, and drove myself to the air port, and bought my own tickets. I really can�t remember you doing anything for me. All that I can recall is, standing in the line for the plane, and you run off towards some woman, who looked more like a man, and ended up getting tossed half way across the airport, flirting with some woman, almost three seconds from having your ass handed to you. And now how exactly is that doing everything for me now?]

[Another car blasts by, but this time, loud music was thumping. It throws their attention off of the topic, as there is a bit more dust thrown this time. Cade shook his head in disgust, and smirks, picking the cell back up, and dials a number, holding it to his ear. After a few more minutes, it starts to ring, but after around the third ring, the operator kicks in: **I am sorry, your call cannot be made. It seems that you�re out of reach from your service company. Please, try again.** He grits his teeth, and pulls up the antenna, and waits a few more minutes, and dials the number again, getting the same message, and grips the phone, and tosses it over to the road, a car soon coming along, and crushes it, sending particles of the phone in several places.]

[Cade: Piece of shit. There�s no reception around here, so I guess we�re pretty much on our own, unless some of this trash decides to stop, and pick us up. I think the closest town is Portsmouth, which Is probably about ten miles away. There has to be a town in between, because I don�t think we�ll be able to walk that far.]

[Steve: Well, if you hadn�t went and run your mouth, then we�d have a nice little place to stay, but nothing works. I�m sure some of these locals here are at least nice enough to stop by, and pick us up. Hey, look at that car over there. Those look like some nice people. Maybe they�ll pick us up.]

[The truck came down the road, and enough, it begun to slow down, right in front of the two. Steve gave a slight wave, and looked over to Cade, and gave a slight nod, also bringing Cade to wave himself. Steve then took forward, and stood infront of the window, that slowly went down, revealing one of the locals.]

[Steve: Excuse me sir, but my brother over there, and I are stuck out here, without any transportation, or a phone, or anything. And the town we�re going to is about around ten miles away, too much of a distance to walk. Would you mind helping us there?]

[Man: A town ten miles from here�That would be�Abington? I didn�t really think there was anything around that place for out of town people to go. But I guess I don�t see any harm in taking you all, not a problem mate.]

[Cade:Abington? That�s not where we�re trying to go, where we need to go, is Portsmouth, and if that�s not ten miles away, he should be closer than I think.]

[Man: Why Portsmouth is a while off of this route, or mine. It would take a good time to get there, I really don�t have the time, and I really apologize to you. But I have things that need to get done, and sooner than later.]

[The window went down, and then the truck begun to move slowly.]

[Steve: Wait, that would be good, because then we could find a phone somewhere, and find out own way to the Port, it wouldn�t be�a problem� - Drove off, slinging a good amount of dirt everywhere. -]

[Cade: Son of a bitch, now do you see what you get when you try to be nice? That hick was a complete ass, he was just trying to mess with us. Knowing people like that, as soon as we went to grab the door, he would probably sling dirt all over us.]

[Steve: No, actually, I think it would have been good if we were able to land that ride, and I think he would if he might have actually listened. But hell, ten miles shouldn�t take all that long. We could hitchhike as we went along, come on, it�ll be easy.]

[Three hours, and ten miles later.]

[Cade: Easy enough eh? We�ve been walking for three damn hours, and whoever knows how many damn miles. There�s been countless amount of cars that I�ve not seen go by here. This is no wheresvile, there isn�t anything around here.]

[Steve: That�s swell, just swell. If you hadn�t blown my little plan back at the gym, then none of this would have never happened. Not a bit of it. You�d been in the place, training like you should be now, and not having to worry about a place to sleep. Oh I�m sure that town is just right up ahead.]

[The camera pans up a bit, and over the hill. Just over the hill, the day had begun to slowly grow old, and lights had begun to now turn on, in the city above, what they couldn�t see. By the time it was all, complete dark, they could see a large glow of lights, coming just above the hills.]

[Steve: Those are hills, we must be close.]

[Cade: Or you could be seeing things, and that�s nothing really but a car that will pass us by, or maybe possibly run us over, which ever comes first.]

[Steve: No, I really don�t think we�re seeing things this time. We should run up ahead, and see what it is.]

[Cade: You just do that, I�m thirsty as all hell. You worry about that, while I see if we have anything to drink.]

Cade stays back, and looks threw his pack, looking for anything to drink. He searches for around ten minutes, and finds nothing, cussing for about half of the time, and turns around, not seeing Steve. He leaves the bag unzipped, and runs off fastly, the bag flapping around, some particles of clothing and what not goes flying, and hits the dust, and finds Steve, standing in front of a lit city.]

[Steve: And then god said, let there be light. Cade, I actually think this will be the end of our walking. That is, if your plan still comes in effect.]

[Cade: Well, about that, I�ll have to go to some local bar or something, and try and use the phone. And then I�ll be able to get ahold of him, and we�ll be doing fine. That is, if the only problem is, we can get to him. Shawn likes to party a lot, it�ll be pretty hard to get him.]

[Another few moments, almost an hour, the scene opens back up, inside of a bar. The light is dimmed, and there is a small amount of people around the place. There are around three people sitting at the bar, two of these three, consisting of Cade, and Steve.]

[Steve: How nice, you don�t know the number, that�s really really nice. Now we�re going to be here in a bar, that will close very soon, and then, what? Go back to the streets and roam around some more?]

[Cade snaps his fingers, and finally remembers something, and grabs the phone, and dials a number. He waits a minute, drumming his fingers, still no answer. He redials the number, and waits more, and then finally gets an answer, from a male with a deep, English accent.]

[�The Virus� Shawn Taylor: - Sleepily. - Hello?

[Cade: Damn Taylor, you sound like you either need to sleep, or you�re going to sleep, what�s up?

[�The Virus� Shawn Taylor: Well mate, people in England sleep also. But I wasn�t going to sleep�Is there any certain reason that you call?]Cade: Well, actually there is. I wanted to ask you a favor.]

[�The Virus� Shawn Taylor: Well then, spit it out. Don�t be afraid to ask Uncle Shawn anything.]

[Cade Silver: Well, you see, for some odd reason, I can�t find anywhere to stay, or a gym for my likings, and well, seeing as how you�ve been around here just long enough to know, I was hoping that you would show me a good place that I could stay, and go to.]

[�The Virus� Shawn Taylor: Let me guess, you came here to find a gym, so that you could brush up on that match, with Mike C. A smart move I would say. It would suck if you went into that match, not knowing a think about it, but you actually thought ahead, I�m proud.]

[Cade: Well, yeah. I didn�t want to embarrass myself in front of everyone. I actually wanted to look like I knew what I was doing. But anyways, can you help me on my little dilemma here?[

[�The Virus� Shawn Taylor: Sure thing. Well, there�s a good gym in Portsmouth, that�s where I usually go. And well, there isn�t really a good place to stay close to here. So I wouldn�t mind if you came for the night, and hung around until you could find a good little place.]

[Cade: Fair enough. Anyways, I�ll find your place, I found the number, so It couldn�t be too hard, I�ll just ask around. Thanks man, I owe you a lot.]

[�The Virus� Shawn Taylor: Not a problem Mate, I have a big enough place, so I really couldn�t notice. As long as you don�t bother me, than it�s cool. But before you go, I�ve got to tell you something that�s very funny, that I heard from one of my friends.]

[Cade: Yeah?]

[�The Virus� Shawn Taylor: Well, you see, a mate of mine owns this gym a little ways from where you are, maybe a couple hours or so. And well, he said some unruly man came in, and demanded that he had a room, and could train there. And everything was going fine, this other mate that was with him, talked him through, and they were going to get a spiffy little room, until the one that ran his mouth, begun to say some dirty things about England, and they were kicked out. Pretty funny huh?]

[To himself: Very funny, considering that was me. I hope these people aren�t around when I see Shawn, because I really don�t feel like embarrassing myself in front of people that I really don�t know, or people that I�ve already managed to piss off.[

[Cade: Yeah, that�s pretty damn funny. But I wouldn�t see why another man from another country or what not, would just come in, and make fun of another persons, especially when he�s surrounded by around three or four people. Seems kinda stupid when you think about it.]

[�The Virus� Shawn Taylor: I didn�t tell you there were that many people, but that�s right, good guess. I would say he�s from America, no offense on you, because of course, I know you wouldn�t do anything like that, now would you mate?]

[[That he knows of at least. Well, as long as I can keep Steve closed, and I can keep this all down and dimmed, then I guess everything will be alright. Night is close, and I had best be on my way, before it gets so dark, that I can�t see my way through. Hmmm, idea.]

[Cade: But yeah, funny. I just wanted to ask you one more thing before I leave, it�s just a small little favor, I hope you don�t mind. You see, it�s so dark right now, and it�s getting fast. By the time I was able to locate you, I wouldn�t be able to find myself. Would you mind picking me up?]

[�The Virus� Shawn Taylor: No, not at all. Just tell me exactly where you are.]

[Cade: A bar in Abington, the one that you can see as you first come into the town. I�m sure you know where it�s exactly at, no offense exactly, I didn�t mean that in a bad way.]

[�The Virus� Shawn Taylor: None taken mate, just give me a little time to wake up, and I�ll be over there. That place is empty, so it really couldn�t be hard to find you. Cheers.]

[Cade: Later.]

[Scene fades to black.]