We open up at Havok,
moments after the end of the huge Tag-Team match, with Chamelion
and Wacko Marko heading backstage as the crowd screams and cheers. As Wacko exits
off ramp, Chamelion turns to see the brawl break out
in the middle of the ring. Should he go back and assist his team mates?
“Nah.”
Chamelion exits the ramp
and comes backstage where Wacko has Gary in his arms, petting him. After a
quick exchange of words, and a promise to train the next day, Chamelion leaves Wacko with
“You
did good.”
Relaxing at the familiar voice, Chamelion rolls his eyes.
“Don’t
DO that to me! I was about to take your head off!”
A half chuckle/scoff answers Chamelion before the voice speaks again.
“I
thought that issue had been put to rest.”
Smirking, Chamelion
shrugs, though it can hardly be seen, and keeps the door propped open for
light.
“Yeah,
we have. What are you doing here, anyway?”
A moment of
silence preceeds the answer.
”I was
curious.”
“About what?”
“How
you’ve been. Sandra? …..(Another pause..) Daniel?
Chamelion leans back
against the wall and sighs.
“Sandra’s
fine. Daniel.. well, we
visited the foster home last week, and he’s okay… it was his Birthday Saturday,
you know, and he misses you.”
A hard swallow is heard, before…
”I
know. I can’t believe he’s four already… *sighs* but for now, you know this is
the only way.”
“I
know, I know… have you…. Have you heard anything more about Jasmine?”
It seems as the silence becomes longer with
each hard question….
“Remo continues to work with her… he’s..
confident, but it’s still too soon to tell. But the
answers lie with the demon I can not find…”
Chamelion nods.
“I’m
still searching… I promise to find him… for you. But is that the only reason
you came all the way here? You could have called.”
“No….
I know how you’ve been fairing here in the BWF. It seems you got your game
back, after all.”
“Heh!” laughs Chamelion, “Damn right I do! Told them all I’d dominate tonight and
prove to the BWF I;m the next
best thing this place has ever seen!”
“Still,” The voice responds, “you continue to rub salt into the wound of the one called
Brimstone.”
“Yup! Guy called me a
coward for not facing him a few weeks ago, and I certainly can not have that
kind of rumor going around.”
“Yet,
you now have a wounded animal that will likely seek out revenge, for tonight’s
action in the ring.”
Chamelion allows his head
to nod once, then shrugs,
“Perhaps,
but it’s not like I’ve never had someone come after me before… I know what its
like to be on both ends… I’m sure we’ll have our moment in the ring some day.”
“That’s
another reason I’ve come here tonight.”
“What’s
that?”
“I’m
ready….”
Chamelion eyes go wide, and he speaks to be sure.
“You
don’t mean?”
“Yes,
Mark… Revelation.”
“When?”
“Soon….
Very… VERY.. soon!”
Chuckling, Chamelion
shakes his head.
“Back in the ring then?”
“Maybe,
but for now… perhaps merely to add a pound of fear against those who would
oppose you…”
“Hmmm,
you mean, like a body guard?”
“If
you wish to refer to me that way… I have no issues with it.”
“The
world’s collective jaw is about to drop!”
A small laugh from
the darkness.
“Isn’t
that exactly what we’ve always been about?”
Chamelion’s Cheshire grin
appears, as he chuckles darkly.
“Oh,
of course… And I wouldn’t have it any... other… way!!”