“Hungry….sooooo hungry….. “

 

It’s night time in Chamelion’s apartment, and he’s standing by the fridge, with the door open.  All he has on is black shorts and a green tank top, and he’s staring into the open fridge with a very hungry look.  We see plenty of food there, chicken, pizza, salad stuff, and yet he reaches for non of it.  Instead, he closes the door and props his forehead against it as he starts to giggle.  The fit lasts a few moments as he turns his face sideways, our way, and the look in his eyes is maniacal.

 

“I’m famished… famished to get back into that ring and do some terrible damage…. “

 

He pushes himself upright and seems to shake subtlety and we realize he’s silently laughing now. 

 

“They tried to stop me… they tried, oh, did they try… but I fixed them good… found a way I did… “

 

Licking his lips, Chamelion slams his fist into the fridge door, denting it.  He holds his fist against the door, growling.

 

“No one tells Chamelion what he can and can not do…and now that I’m all better… heehehehe, better, yessss. Better.. I’m going to take my revenge on everyone who tried to keep me from the ring.  Rip them to shreds I will… feed off their pain.. Oh yeah, the hunger grows within Me, and I can not wait for the buffet to be served this Sunday night.  I already know what I want to feast on…. Got my sights set, I do.  Guy by the name of X-T-C…. gets off thinking he’s the shit, he does… does it in the most amazing way too.. .hides like a mouse chased by the big mean cat.  Well, little squeaker… Kitty’s got his claws out… and he’s ready to play. “

 

Holding his fist and caressing the knuckles softly, he walks into the living room, seemingly lost in thought, when the giggling begins again.

 

“Crying for a match, when you hardly show your face, squeaker?  Tis a shame, but  perfect timing for Chamelion.  There’s nothing better then picking apart the remains of a once powerful competitor who is nothing now but a jobber to the stars… well, not going to complain.. good practice for Chamelion… will take the tension off the hunger… appease Me until I get what I seek… more then anything a return to power… to eat away the pain of what I had to go through and be truly, the most devious SOB in the business today!”

 

Walking to the large pane glass window, leading to the small balcony, Chamelion stares out, his reflection a mirror of his desire.

 

“They just don’t understand what I went through…..and what I had to do, to sacrifice, to get back here… and if you think for one second I’m not going to take full advantage.. well, kiddo… as they say; you’ve got another thing coming.  So, you got what you wanted, and so did I.  Just too bad that when the nights over, I’m going to have everything I need to return to the top of the game.. and you, XTC… will be just another pile of left overs…. And that’s all I have to say about that….”

 

Giggling, Chamelion runs his fingers down the glass, staring at his reflection, and we hear him whisper…

 

“Your home now, my friend, time to say hello to the boys…”

 

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