“HEY!”

 

The shout of attention snaps this promo into focus as Lisa Lorenzo stalks towards Chamelion.  Both of them are in the Sommers gym, which recently has been closed to the public so that VDP could use it anytime they chose.  Chamelion, leaning against the wall as he smirks watching the rest of VDP, quirks an eyebrow as Lisa stomps up in front of him. Her face twisted in disgust.

 

“What the hell is your problem?”

 

Momentarily confused, Chamelion merely shrugs, infuriating Lisa even more.

 

“You don’t know what I mean? Let me spell it out for you… I don’t trust you! I don’t like you… and I certainly don’t understand you.  But since your VDP, Sommers… it means you work with us… not alone, or against us and I want to know what the hell your problem is!”

 

Licking his lips, a slow smile spreading across his face, Chamelion pushes sharply off the wall, startling Lisa who takes a step back.

 

“Problem, Lorenzo… problem?  What could it be.. hmmmm, where do I start?  Perhaps the beating I took from XTC?  That all of you are trapped in a locker room… which reminds me…”

 

Chamelion begins to circle around Lisa, as she tentatively watches him.

 

“…what WERE you doing in the men’s locker room… they do have separated rooms, ya know… “

 

Lisa fumes, spinning on Chamelion.

 

“We were talking strategy, while you were off doing you own little thing!!”

 

Laughing sarcastically, Chamelion snorts.

 

“And was your strategy, dear Lisa, to get trapped in a locker room while your comrade is beating down with a Singapore cane? Hmmmm?”

 

Biting her lip from making a smart assed comment, Lisa takes a moment before responding.

 

“No, of course not!  But it couldn’t be helped, and now you’re going off all on your own again to seek revenge!!  If you get fined, suspended or fired, how the hell is that going to help us?”

 

Continuing to circle Lisa, like a shark closing in on it’s prey, Chamelion snickers.

 

“Oh, is that it? Concerned for the welfare of the group, and not the individual?  I know you do not like Me, Lisa Lorenzo… you have made it very clear…. “

 

Face screwed up in defiance, Lisa glares back.

 

“So?”

 

Laughing loudly, Chamelion shakes his head in amusement.

 

“Hey, don’t you worry, kiddo.. I don’t much like you either… so we’re good!”

 

A moment passes and Lisa finds herself insulted, and says so…

 

“Why don’t you like me???”

 

Stopping, Chamelion looks at Lisa funny.

 

“No reason.. par for the course I guess…. Listen, kiddo.. don’t like me.. safer that way.. and yeah, don’t trust me… I don’t care much for trust…and do stay out of my way… XTC is going to pay for what he did… and no one’s going to stop me… not like Duncan stopped him… this is not about mercy!”

 

Lisa rolls her eyes, sighs heavily and begins to walk away.

 

“Ya know, Lisa… you’re cute when your angry!”

 

Startled, Lisa spins, glares, screams in anger, spins back around and stalks off.  Chamelion just laughs softly, amused and turns back towards the wall where he was standing.  He props himself against it, still smirking.

 

“They don’t trust me you know?  Just saw some proof from lil Lisa there.  Good for them… they’re not stupid.. makes them a stronger force that way.  But definitely they need to stay out of my way… tomorrow night, XTC is going to find himself in a whole world of hurt..

 

Crossing his arms and getting comfortable, Chamelion focuses in on the job ahead…to cover all of XTC’s latest rants and enjoy meticulously picking them apart.  He thinks for a moment, and knows exactly where to begin.

 

Nooooo, you didn’t get my attention.  My rage in Dalton’s office was for kicks.  What a moron.  Oh, you got respect alright kiddo.. respect as in, I know not to toy with you, just hunt you down and kill you.  Be careful what you wish for that way, XTC…. When it’s granted, you’re going to be in for a shock!

 

Licking his lips, thinking of the days ahead, Chamelion allows himself a moment to dream, and then quirks an eyebrow.

War paint, XTC? I’m frightened, really.  Did you see MY War paint? Crimson blood, dripping down my face… that is true war paint, that is the real sign of war, of a fight to come.  You can sit there and play finger paints with your face all you want, when your face is covered in the copper taste and sticky feel of your own blood, then you can say you’ve been to war.  Until then you’re just playing a kids game.. and it’s time to grow up.

 

Moving away from the wall, he begins to walk around the gym, watching VDP work out. He smirks as Lisa looks his way and glares.  Woondang is quick to get her attention back, which only serves to make Chamelion laugh more.  He then continues his thoughts.

 

If we’re going to talk baseball terms when it comes to what you have against me, very well.. when I pinned you in the PWA, you should have understood you were out of your league.  As for the ECWA, all people would have to do is go back to the records and see that you wasted away your own talent, I didn’t have to lift a single finger…. It’s hard to hold someone back who chooses not to do anything in the first place.  And not showing because you were not getting the shots you wanted isn’t going to make you look good in anyone’s eyes.  You EARN your way in this game, XTC… and you didn’t earn SHIT!  You didn’t earn that Tempest title, you didn’t earn the double count out against Me… you didn’t earn SQUAT in the W4F or ECWA.  The only thing so far you have earned at all, is my rage… and that is not something anyone here wants to earn, EVER!

 

Stopping to watch Deathsun and Platinum work some moves in one of the rings, Chamelion nods in appreciation for their hard work and determination.  Shaking his head, he turns and paces away from them.

 

I don’t know why I even bother to waste my time cutting these promos for the fans of the HiC, not that I care anymore what they think.  By yourself you make me look so good.  This third strike of yours is highly entertaining, because again, you speak hoping no one remembers, you were the one to go to Dalton and say book me at the PPV… I merely ACCEPTED the already proposed challenge….it didn’t have to be you, kiddo.. Chamelion wanted to have some fun… unfortunately, you were all that was left.  Dalton came to ME and said, ok, the match is yours… don’t ask for something if you’re not ready to handle the consequences. 

 

A pause, a breath.. and his visage turns sadistic.

 

As for your brother… waaaa, waaaa… let me break it to you, I’m an asshole, XTC… that’s my JOB being the ‘bad guy’… it means I say mean things, act like a jerk, and …wait a minute.. it’s not a job, I am an asshole!  I don’t give a shit fit about your brother or you… All I want is that Tempest title.. so, cry like a baby all you want… if it enrages you, all the better… cause I want to fight you Monday, not wrestle.. no matter what the rules of the HiC are.  And you’re right, XTC; you made me SEEM helpless.  I never was helpless… Monday night however… you will be.

 

Moving over to some large boxes stored in the corner, covered in a tarp, Chamelion caresses the material and grins softly.  He looks over his shoulder to us.

 

I like how you said you will repeat for emphasis I don’t have to hunt you down… you’re like a summer television lineup, all you do is repeat!  Oh, I do have to hunt you, XTC… maybe not to the ring on Monday, but there WILL be a hunt… a predator stalking his prey… when, how and where…you won’t know… but Monday’s match is just a display to the HiC and it’s fans… but it won’t be the real kill.. not by a long shot.

 

He then turns and leans against the tarp.

 

By the way, about the fish comments, kiddo.. it’s called an analogy.  As in, having a resemblance to something usually very different.  You are a small fish who just happens to be acting tough for the pond that he is in… and Chamelion, the big fish, has been tolerable up until now.  It also is humorous you don’t want to hear about how you won the Tempest title after bragging that you went one on one with Protean and got the job done by yourself… here’s another word for you to study; Hypocrite.

 

Breathe…..

 

And I don’t need to correct you on the circle of how you came to the Tempest title… indeed you now have that championship I once held… and the record books do not show how each was accomplished.  In truth, you wouldn’t want to admit to the details, because then that precious circle you referred too would become wretched with breaks and bumps that says to everyone who knows.. XTC lucked out to being the Tempest Champion, and that luck very soon will run out.  Monday, I’ll take that little cliché you’re so fond of… that little truth you believe in so dearly… and turn it inside out and upside down, so that when the final bell rings of the night, if you truly believe I am past my prime… you’ll just have to also accept, you got beat by a man who isn’t what he used to be… and that, if you want to follow the same logical circle.. will be the ultimate insult to you!

 

Now he moves back towards the ring, as Lisa is back in, along with Woondang.  He giggles, thinking just what the term wrestling means to those two, and walks the perimeter of the ring from a short distance.

 

I’ll let you constantly bring up the points, so I can constantly show you what a moron you are… most everything has been you.. not me, in terms of reminders… you remind Me about the W4F, you remind me about the sledgehammer… each time you spout off words, you start from square one.. you never do complete a trip around the game board… it takes the Chamelion to finally reach Go, collect the $200 and move on… you’re floundering in that pool again, little fish, struggling to find ways to show me up… all the while making you look worse.. and worse… But I’ll admit, even if I wanted to bring up points… you save me a lot of time doing it yourself.  So I didn’t get the shot against Protean, that actually works to my advantage… think about it, kiddo.. where as people are going to say you lucked into the title with timing, and help from the outside, I get to look awfully cool and powerful ripping it from your tight grip, and showing that when it comes to earning a championship, Chamelion is by far much better at it.

Suddenly, Chamelion burst out with a loud laugh, startling the others.  They all turn to him with looks of curiosity and in Lisa’s case, definite annoyance.

 

I’m sorry, I just remembered something XTC said that hits me as funny, and at the same time makes me understand just how out of it he really are.  

 

The others shake their heads, and still laughing, Chamelion turns and leaves them be.

 

You actually called the event where you attacked me as THRILLER.. and that, kiddo, is a W4F event… not HiC… this explains it all now.. you never caught up to the rest of us…. You’re still in the past… letting the fact that you are incompetent shine through like a beacon in the night! It’s actually kinda cute!!  But you’re wrong again, Monday is not just a match to me.. as I said earlier.. it’s a fight.. a vicious hunt in the ring to where not only will I capture my prey, but skin you alive and leave you rotting and broken… it means far more to me then most matches not that I have to prove anything to the HiC, or to me… but to show everyone that you do not **** with Chamelion and get away with it.  This, kiddo, is a demonstration…and you are merely going to be the assistant to that little demonstration.  The Tempest title is important to me, oh yes it is… and when I take it Monday, the HiC, the fans, Dalton himself will know with out a doubt.. I can hunt and destroy my victims within his little house rules, and walk out champion… simply because I can control how I do it…these bare hands are not against the rules to use, kiddo… and they can cause just as much if not more damage, then a cane or sledgehammer!  Trust me!

 

Calming himself, and taking a moment to breathe again, Chamelion begins to sway a little, as if listening to silent music… he hmmms a moment… and nods solemnly.

Monster unleashed? Perhaps the only thing you have said in the last few days that is very true.  Something has started alright… something cold, something that will leave us laying in the dark, breathing fast with our hearts beating.  We both want, kiddo…we both need.   As my brother is fond of saying; Power flows to the one who knows how, desire along; is not enough….. I have that power, XTC… always have.  The power to step above those I face, find a way to take victory and put them six feet under.  I falter at times, I admit… but over all, I am unstoppable… Monday won’t be the end of it, no matter who walks out champion… it is merely one more step in the war we have begun.  Dalton didn’t expect this… no one could have predicted this.  You’re desperate, XTC… Im hungry…. You’re going to make a fatal mistake sooner or later… and I am the one who is going to be there to take advantage of it… you take that to bed, and let those nightmares surface every night… you want your sanity back, kiddo… you come rip it from my body… because nothing short of death, is going to prevent me from tearing you to pieces…..

 

Putting his hands together and rubbing them, he giggles gleefully…

 

They wonder, what happened to Chamelion to make him this way.  But the truth is, I have not changed… I merely removed the obstacles of respect and morality from my path… I’ll do anything, go after anyone if it means success.  Corpse learned that first hand at the PPV… now the poor guy’s been sent to the hospital.. tis shame it was not myself who did it….cause I would have…. Course, was a bit out of it thanks to you, XTC… great alibi you’ve given me at least… but I wonder, as angry as you were… where did you go after what you did to me, I wonder?

 

Eyebrow raised, he gives the people of the world a chance to think about that, and then finishes up.

 

I’ll leave you with this thought, XTC.  Someone came to me the other night, asking for my advice on how they can do better.  Do you know why they did that? Because they knew, of everyone in the HiC… the one man that knows how to be the best in the business, the most devious in the business, is yours truly.  Do you know what I told them?  I told them to **** off… cause no one held my hand to get where I am today, and I’m surely not going to do anyone else any favors…. I am the most devious S-O-B in the business today, kiddo… and come Tempest… you’ll understand it in a way you never dreamed possible… GOT IT?”

 

 And with that, Chamelion grins maliciously and turns and walks away, towards the offices.