Cade Silver: I can think of one, that dumb fuck gook, Vanchiez. He might not know what fear is, but he�ll know what it is when I face him inside of that ring. And if he thinks that�s some shit, that�s only one third of this wonderful organization, he�ll then know what hell is really like. And just maybe, just maybe he might actually show some bit of fear. And if he doesn�t he�s already more damn mental that he is now.

|Action| Logan chuckles, and takes a puff of his own cigar, and Cade walks over to the window, and looks out, and over the dense area. Choppers were flying in and out, watching over the land, while the three above the floors watched in ease of what life they had.

Gabriel Logan: Vanchiez may think that we will be easy to swoon, for the simple fact that we lead a somewhat simple life. But don�t let that fool him so easy. If he�s the big warrior like he talks about all the damn time, then he will know that. The best skills come from genes, what is already in the blood. You don�t need to slave over skills that one already has. If you don�t know what you�re doing, training, not getting anything done will work. Look how long he�s been here, and look at how long I�ve been here. I hardly step into the gym, and I have at least five time the shit he does. Now isn�t that ironic?

Cade Silver: Not exactly ironic. It�s but the truth if you look at it hard. He�s been here for so damn long, and what has he got to show for it, other than having beaten a few people? Nothing, that�s exactly right, nothing. This is only the start for that man. Come a few more weeks, then we�ll have the Tag Belts, won�t we Bust?

Rogerio Bustamonte: Exactly man. After you take care of Vanchiez, and I take care of that arrogant Mike C, the Rydas are only what stand in our way. That match was called shit poor, we should have had that. But no worries, like an old quote, time isn�t an issue. And we�ll provide. By this time next year, the Illuminati will have taken all of the belts, make no mistake, we�re not three to take lightly.

|Action.| Cade takes the cigar out from his mouth, and puts it out in the ash tray on the desk, and moves over to Logan now, with abit of a fake smirk on his face.

Cade Silver: Well, well Mr. Logan. It looks like you�ve got another date with the kids. They love your show, especially when they get to see a few tits. Yeah, kids are more advanced than we were. I mean hell, you know how much they eat you up. You�re a role model, especially from ages six to eight.

Gabriel Logan: You can�t say when you were that young, you never thought about getting a little ass? You know you at least had your first boner at five, come on. Don�t say that kind of shit to me. I wouldn�t be surprised if we actually grew up with worse.

Rogerio Bustamonte: Yeah, for real. Look at everything on TV now, and it has changed you gotta admit. But look back at the shit we had, it wasn�t exactly the best for kids at that age.

Cade Silver: But more now, then ever, they censor a lot of shit. Damn I love to live in this age, being over 18, you can by any damn video you want, nothing to ever worry about.

|Action.| Cade paces around abit, placing the cigar down, and looks back to the window, and back over to Logan. He didn�t know this place as well as he did, but in time he would. But for now, he decided in his mind that he would ask for help. Being abit unusual for someone as stubborn as he was.

Cade Silver: Yo, Gabe. Where is the gym up in this place? I know it�s not like I need it, but it�s an old habit to work around with weights. I�ve done it all my life, and well, look at me.

Gabriel Logan: You don�t have to say that shit, you know where the gym is, or should. It�s on the second floor, it should be marked GYM.

Cade Silver: Right, thanks. My brother should also be dropping by later, just have some bitch show him my way. Rogerio Bustamonte: Your brother?

Cade Silver: Yeah, I�m not the only Silver around here.

Rogerio Bustamonte: Never knew about that. Well, if you�re his brother he should be pretty well known. Isn�t his name like Jack or something?

Cade Silver: Steve.

Rogerio Bustamonte: Yeah, cool. I might tag on a little later. A gym isn�t a bad place to be found of, at least four times a week.

|Action.| Rogerio walks off, and Cade goes another way, while Logan sits down, and goes to do his own thing. The scene then fades to black.

Scene 2.

The scene opens back, a few moments later, in the gym of the large mansion. Cade is working on his legs, with the leg press machine, while Steve stands over his shoulder. The facility is large, and well built, a lot more designed than what he had back in his old town of IL.

Cade Silver: Shit is really jacked up here, huh?

Steve Silver: Yeah, it�s pretty damn nice. I say you cashed in on this little project. How are you working with the other two?

Cade Silver: Well, well. They treat me as if I am family, and well, I treat them with the up most respect. I�m more than honored to be with such fine two people. But I need to focus on my match with Vanchiez, it�s not too far off from sight.

Steve Silver: Yeah, but what exactly do you have to worry about Cade?

Cade Silver: Nothing, nothing at all. But I�ve not been in the ring for quiet a time. And you know that fucking gook, he�ll try and pull that judo shit, or whatever the hell he calls that fucked up shit.

|Action.| Cade stands, and wipes the sweat from his forehead, with a small white towel, and looks around the place, before grabbing a remote, and clicks on the over head tv, seeing nothing new, or out of the ordinary.

Cade Silver: Damn, don�t these fuckers ever known the meaning to what they call, and early start?

Steve Silver: Too lazy to get off their asses I�d say. But nothing you should worry your head over. You started early, and I�m sure that it�ll pay off again.

Cade Silver: Oh Yeah.

Steve Silver: Damn, you�ve not changed a bit. Still the same bastard that was back at Revenge. But hell, you can�t change. You�re one of the bests Cade, and don�t let yourself think different.

Cade Silver: Hell yeah. You�re looking at the damn rookie of the year. That�s me, fucking Cade Silver. And I plan to show what that title means. All thought it might be a small title for now, but it�s only a demo, a simulation for what is to come.

|Action.| Cade goes back to working, but this time, curls the fat bar. And the scene fades to black.|| *

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