[-Title: "The Rain."-]

"Often imitated, but never duplicated."

[. Fall-Out #1 .]

Fall-out would drift ever so closer, second by second, and with all of the time to go, it was down to the final count. With a successful few weeks since the great win at King of Xtreme, Cade has been on a practical roll. York has also had his sense of luck, and time now would come so that luck would all be run out. Cade was serious, more serious than he had been in his life. Dreams coming true, all the years spent wrestling around, training to even make it into the ring have paid off. Within a year or so, a title match has been earned. Many have failed on York with their first try, many even going to their fourth or fifth try. But Cade had something that the others lacked, and that was class and determination. He didn�t want the win to be a cheating win, nor did he want York to cheat, either way it went, the fair man would walk out the winner. No ifs, ands, and buts to be said, no trash could be said because it was kept strictly fair�

The scene opens up, inside of the gym. The sound of clinking metal could be heard from all sides, and also a few grunts to back this up. Cade is seen towards the right side, and standing by him, was his brother Steve. He kept a rep of what Cade was doing, and currently this had been bench. A good warm up, but with more weight than most would even do in a lifetime, but the rep was completed, and Cade sits up.

Cade: �Steve, mind getting me a bottle?�

Steve: �Get it your damn self.�

Cade shot him a bit of a glare, Steve smirking, and tossing the bottle of water, nearly hitting him in the head with it.

Steve: �I was kidding with you, bro.�

Cade unscrews the lid, downs a bit, right around half, and places it by the ground, and stands, stretching just a bit. He looks towards the furthest wall, where the door would be, and the sounds of a storm could be heard, thunder just rolling with the heaviest cracking.

Cade: �There�s a funny thing about the rain, Steve�it always washes everything clean, starts things over again�.It�s almost like York and I�.after I beat his ass, and humiliate him at Fall-Out, this federation will be clean of candy asses such as himself. That�s all this place needs, is a little bit of class at the top of the charts, someone the guys can look up to. And certainly for the last few weeks, York hasn�t been able to give the people what they want. So far this week even, I had to kick Jones�s ass, just so that he could beat him�.If I wouldn�t have done that much for his sorry ass, there isn�t a doubt in my mind, Jesse would have put him down�.as for the Syc Cannons, there is nothing that needs to be said�.they�re out of competition, and never to be seen again�If they do decide to pop up again, I�ll bust the fuckers� other kidney.�

Cade takes another drink of the water, and tosses the empty cell into the can, and whipped his mouth with the long sleeved shirt. He begun to peer out the window, and watched the rain begin to run along the glass.

Cade: �Well York, when I take over, it�s going to rain and rain, it�s going to fucking pour�Because your time of raining, has came to an end. You�re more than spent, you�re a has been�I know none of this sounds new to you, because I�m not the first or last one to say it to you�Hell, Even Jones himself tells you this, and I�m sure that faggot Blood is thinking about the same thing�.But those two aren�t the ones you get to worry about this week, what you have to worry about this week, like you have the last three or four�is Cade fucking Silver�The King�The Future�..And you better keep your guard up at all times�I�ve spent a good amount of my time, aside, getting ready for you since King of Xtreme. It�ll be one hell of a match, but I don�t plan to lose. Losing right now, isn�t an option, it isn�t acceptable�It�ll be the best ones the books have yet to see�.and perhaps the best there ever will be. Of course, everyone remembers the great fight between York and �Gun at XM3�well, I�m going to make that look like a few kids fighting. Carlos might have been a legend and all, and York already has his spot in the hall, but you have a new challenger stepping up to bat, a new guy to take the place of all the former champions. Every man has their time, and York�s is up. This week will be his last. Perhaps not around, but holding the belt�.because it�s mine. Ass kissing up to Evil, or even the new president will do you no good. Because once I have you, I won�t let go��

Silver opens up the door, glances out of it, and drew in a deep breath, and allowed it to pass. The air was heavy, and very damp. It had rained a bit, but already stopped. The clouds showing that more was to come.

Cade: �York is funny in many ways. He has all the time in the world to run his mouth about me, and say all these nasty, hideous things�in one promo. But when it comes time for the second, when he�s sorry for all that he�s said, he apologizes in his own little way�.Shiru Vanchiez is a completely different man from you York, that I can agree with totally, but in many ways, you two are the same. First of all, I have been handed a defeat from each of you, that much doesn�t matter, not right now. But when you�re both in the ring, or behind the camera you both put on this mask, that somehow gives you the ability to make you think you�re better than everyone else. But do you want to know what I think York? Perhaps you�re a damn good wrestler, good enough to hold that belt longer than anyone�.or longer than anyone ever will again. Your record is practically spotless, a tip to the hat to you on that one�..but you and Shiru have more in common than what you think. Shiru had history in another place, much like your BOW, there�s a small little smudge, but I�m getting there. He was also a legend known there, held the belt longer than anyone, and couldn�t be beat. He walks in here with that same personality, makes it as high as the Futures, and then he cannot make himself nothing else, not here. But on the other hand, you come here, and dominate once more. I think it�s luck. Because look at the old Legends, the guys that you used to run with�guys like Crimson Tide�War Machine�those guys suck ass. And if you�re as old as I think you are, those were mostly your competitors�..along with maybe a whiney bitch Jones, as you call him yourself��but if he beat you fair and square, like he easily could, then you would be a pissed off little fucker, almost as pissed off as you�ll be when I beat you�.and you�re right�I will be saying the only reason you beat Jones, is with my help, because you know that as well as I do. He was going to beat your little champion ass around the ring, and you saw it coming, as Apocalypse seen it coming with me. But instead he ran to your side, cowering in your corner, and begged for your help. And of course, hating me as you do, you jumped at the offer, practically fucking humped it. But that match didn�t mean anything, it only brought me that much to oppose you. So in many ways, you�ve brought all of this on yourself. You�ve ran your mouth for way too long, and tried to be the best too long also�your time has came to an end, and your rule will be nothing.�

Cade pushes through the door, and walks out into the thick air, drawing in a deep breath, and allowing it to pass back through his nostrils once more, before stopping to glance up into the gray sky, so angry it did look. Thunder rolled across the horizon, casting a whipping sound as it echoed across the sky, sounding like a whip on a piece of metal.

Cade: �Rain clears everything out, and cleans it off so well�.a new beginning almost, but not quite. People have known about it for years, as they have known of Cade Silver�.my time is coming. York is going to enter the Future in a matter of days, and then it will be the Present. You will brag as much as you can, to make me look like shit each and every time you can, but in the end, all of that doesn�t matter. You try and make people feel like shit, up until you get into the ring, and you expect your opponent to break down, and then you have the match to yourself. But that�s not going to happen, because I am not that weak minded. Perhaps that�s how you win all of your matches�because according to you, the only reason that I win mine, is because I get all of the suck ass people�Angelese, and Apocalypse�but that�s whatever you say. According to you, no one can come close�but that�s the reason for your downfall. You expect me to just fall to my knees, and give the match to you just like that�.but it�s not going to happen Chris�this time, instead of going on your marry way, still holding that title over your shoulder�.it�ll be slung across my shoulder�..You�ve deserved it for as long as you held it�but there comes a time in every man�s life, when they�re ready to pass on the title, and inside, you know that your time is up. And who is more perfect than me to take that belt from you, aye? Of course that answer would be me. Last season was a hard toll on you, as it had also been on me�.I can�t think more than once or twice I lost a match fairly, or actually deserved the loss�.not many really�.but that doesn�t matter, I�ve still had the suck asses all of my career�.but I�m ready, more so than I�ll ever be in my career�and York, I�m not just about to let you run off, you�re finally caught in my web, and I�m going to eat you, and absorb your soul��

Cade reaches out towards a bench, and takes out a pack of smokes. He removes one, places it between his lips, and sets down to admire the horizon. But before, he removes the cig, and holds it between his fingers, and stands once more, still glancing out in the darkness, with the narrow light breaking through.

Cade: �But all in all, it�ll be all worth while, worth the wait, and also worth the money. It�ll be one hell of a show�they�ll be fireworks, explosions, and maybe a few bodies here and there, hell, you can never know what to expect when the XWF comes to your town. The main event, will go down in books. Although the people in it will fade in time�but the memories and names will also exist. There have been bit title matches, and hell, anytime a title is on the line, the match is always big, to spite the match within itself. But this one, this one will be special�it�s my first real big shot at the wrestling world�.all the others that I�ve grasped in this federation so far, have been flukes�but this one, I truly earned it myself. Through all of the time I�ve spent within this federation, I�ve gotten my hands dirty, and dirt under my nails more than once or twice. York has more time here, but I swear, I sweat, I work just as hard as he, or anyone else does�we�re both human, and humans are very impressive creatures�they have unlimited space to get better�.within all of this time, York has only managed to get better, to raise to a new level�and while he does that, I never slow down�I ravage, and ravage, and ravage some more, until I gain enough strength, and I conquer. This week is going to be a bit one for me, the biggest of my career�.I always thought the match at XM4 was going to be the highlight of my career, but that�s before this time came. My career has finally hit it�s peak�of course, I�ve still got a lot of room to get better, and oh trust me, I�m going to fill that void with more respectful attributes than the world has yet to see in one place�.my destiny is to become the best. Not just in this place, but in the whole Wrestling world. I�ve already taken on the Amateur level, and right now I�m taking over the Pros�after that, I can�t really see what�s left�but I see one thing in the future�.Cade�.fucking�..Silver��

He tosses the smokes down, still holding the one in his hand, and places it between his lips.

Cade: �And all futures eventually come to the past, just in a just amount of time�.because when you face Cade Silver�.YOU�LOSE!�

Scene fades�.

"You didn't beat me...I let you win."

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