We open the scene outside of the Sommers Gym, as Chamelion walks outside, dressed in black jeans and a dark green T-shirt, carrying his duffle bag to the trunk of a rental car.  He drops the bag inside and shuts the trunk, and sighs.

 

“I miss my Mustang!”

 

Shrugging, he pulls his keys out and slides inside the car.  Before starting it, he looks our way.

 

“As the days tick down to hours, and then to minutes… I sit here before you, as I prepare to enter battle with nine other BWF Superstars in one of the biggest matches in Havok history… or so I’m told.  And as the clock ticks down to zero, the only person to give any real thought to tomorrow’s match is ‘Ice’ Hensley.”

 

He pauses, pushing the key into the ignition.  He continues.

 

“Ice, one reason why I’m so good at what I do, is that I pay close attention to those I’m competing against.  I study their matches, I watch their promos over and over again… trying to get a feel for who.. and what they are.  Know what I found out about you?”

 

Grinning, Chamelion licks his lips.

 

“You lose focus… a little too easily.  Not only that, but you seem to have a deep desire to turn everything into a sexual innuendo…which leads me to suspect you’re a little more frustrated then I’d care to discuss.  Anyway, As I listened to you shoot off at Wacko, you kept getting sidetracked about the Undisputed championship… Well, kiddo.. that title doesn’t exist tomorrow, and Adrian is only one of five you need be worrying about at Havok.  As for me, you seem rather confident that my streak will end tomorrow.. where as I’m just as confident it will continue… only one of us can be correct in this situation… and I have every bit of faith it’s going to be me.”

 

Turning the key, the car roars to life and Chamelion lets it run softly while he continues.

 

“You speak of your own domination… and sprout off name after name after name…getting to the point where I’d thought you’d never end, and in the same breath, you called ME undeserving!  Yet, since my debut in the BWF I’ve done nothing but dominate … and in doing so, earned my position as a tag team champion.. a position I obviously deserve.. and tomorrow, to be involved in the main event of Havok.. yet another position that I have earned.  You may have been in the BWF a little longer then I have, and been a world champion… that’s all fine… but right now.. the books show you as a challenger, not champion…. And that is a very important distinction between you and I!”

 

While he speaks, he checks his mirrors and pulls on his seatbelt.

 

“You did lose your title without being pinned, and as I said before.. that leaves a huge question mark between you and Adrian… but if you allow your feelings about this to get in the way….you’re not going to be able to maintain the focus needed to come out champion.. for even though you were not pinned, the fact is Adrian did score the fall, and you were unable to prevent it…Along with The Big O coming out victor against 29 other superstars and Toco holding the other championship title… when Wrestlefest comes along.. of the four.. you’re the bottom feeder of the bunch!  So, will you let that gnaw away at your gut… push you to make emotional choices?  Maintain focus, kiddo.. or Havok and Wrestlfest could both be your darkest hours!”

 

“Not that I really care about what happens concerning you and those titles.. I have a focus of my own… surviving tomorrow and defending the Tag Team Championships at Wrestlefest!  One thing at a time, of course.. you speak of  The Canadian Hero and his need to be carried… I can’t even consider that... because even the most unsuspecting of leeches can clamp it’s razor sharp teeth and draw enough blood to weaken.  Every move he and his girl makes, Chamelion will be watching.. if Kirlia even considers trying to make the same move on me she did on you… she’ll find I’m not a forgiving sort!”

 

Pulling the car into gear, Chamelion holds his foot on the brake and grins his Mischievous grin.

 

“As for the rest of my team and opponents tomorrow… apparently I’ve said enough… so the hour draws near.. and every promise I’ve made will come to fruition, for it’s the hour of the Most Devious SOB in the business today… and you can’t touch Me! GOT IT!”

 

 Pressing on the gas, Chamelion peels away from the Sommers Gym, kicking up dust and smoke… leaving us blinded by his quick exit…

 

END