Setting: The Hall Way. [Mansion]

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The hall way was quiet, only a few people stood out. The first, was a man, that stood around six foot, and had dirty blond hair. Standing next to him, was a female, who only looked around five foot and seven inches, with black hair, fully clothed. The man wore a black pair of pants, that adorn a skull on the back, where the wallet was kept. The shirt that he was, was also black, that had a large print of �The Misfits�, on the front. The female wore a pair of torn up blue-jeans, and a black tube top, as the male spoke to the woman, in front of an office, which letters read: �Cade Silver.�

�No need to worry baby, we�re going to meet him today.� There was a faint knock placed apon the door that stood before them, but yet there was no answer. The woman grabbed his hand, and applied a light grip to it. Unusually tight, and strong for a woman of her light, and thin made stature. �He might be too busy, we should come back another time. He has a lot on his mind, with what is all going on.�

The woman squeezed harder, after waiting a few more minutes, seeing no one answer the door. They waited a few more moments, as the male stepped forward, and knocked once more, this time abit harder, appearing just a slight bit aggravated. �Damnit, I drove all the way out here, and it took me twenty minutes to get by that guard, you will meet him today.� With this bit of words, brought a small smile to her face, as they once again watched the door. But this time, light footsteps could be heard shifting around the door. Seeing a bit of light escape, it was pushed open, and out stood Cade, wearing his usual, casual attire.

�Yes, may I help you two?� The man nodded, and approach the door, scanning over the man, he was somewhat around five inches taller, which normally intimidated people, but he was merly pissed off, that it would take him this long, to answer his door. �My girlfriend here, Tany, has been a fan of yours for so long. She watched you back when you were in the PWW, and GwE.� He looked over to the female, and smiled nicely, and stepped forward, extending out his right hand, in a gentle like fashion. �It is a pleasure to meet one of my fans. Of course, my name is Cade Silver.�

She smiled, and somewhat jumped onto her feet, more of a bouncing motion, and quickly put her hand forward, and grasped his own. �Umm, Mr. Silver, I am a large fan of your work in the ring. I have watched you for so long, it�s a pleasure to finally meet you.� He chuckled somewhat, and shook her hand. The texture to her grip, was somewhat sweaty, revealing that she had been somewhat nervous, so he played it nice, to keep her from being so heated. �Please, call me Cade Silver. So, what do you think? Meeting the man behind the name kind of is a let down, huh?�, �Not at all Mr. Silver, I mean Cade. We drove all the way out here from North Carolina, I waited so much to come to see you here.�

Cade let go of her hand, and took a step back, looking into his office, it was a simple design, that housed only a office near the back, and a chair behind it, one in front, and a few on the sides. The carpet was a dark red, matching the painted walls. He took step in, seeing that no one was in there. �Ummm, you two are more than welcome to come in and look around. I mean, you�ve took so much time out of your schedule, I know you would want to at least get some decent rest.�

The three walked into the office, she sat down in the chair beyond his desk, and the man that was with her, sat down on one of the chairs on the side. Cade himself only walking around his desk, grabbing the cigar he had been smoking. �Alright, since you two are here, are there any questions that I could answer?, �Well, I was wondering. What do you think about your match, with Shiru Vanchiez, do you think that you could take him again?�

Cade smirked somewhat, and tilted his head to the side, seating himself on the side of the Russian wood desk, and took the cigar from his mouth, and set it aside on the ashtray. �Shiru Vanchiez? He is an honorable man, I must at least say that about him. But the man, stands no chance in the ring against me. When it comes down to the time that I an him must stand toe-to-toe, he simply has no chance. To answer your question, I think I can more than handle him, without a challenge.�

�This is a message to you, comrade. Shiru Vanchiez, you always speak so highly of yourself, I never hear you say anything else about anyone. So I assume that you are perfect. But yet, have you tasted defeat? Yes, I�ll answer that question, you have as much as I. But yet, you still like to brag about yourself, and act so high and mighty, but yet you�re just like the rest of us, nothing better.�

The girl giggles somewhat, and stands, looking over at her boyfriend, and nods somewhat. �Thank you Mr. Silver, I just wanted to hear your words, your true words, from your mouth. Thank you so much.�

Smirking somewhat, Cade bends down, and grabs something out of a basket, and stands, holding a gray, Illuminati sweatshirt, and tosses it at, seeing that she caught it. �That, is yours. Check in the middle sleeve.�

She pulls the shirt down, and slides her hands through the pocket, to find something, that appeared to be made out of a rough, like paper. She slid it out, and looked at it. Tickets, to the event in New York. �Tickets to New York?�

Cade nodded somewhat, sitting back on the edge of his desk. �Yes, two tickets to this Showdown, in New York. Those two tickets were for my parents, but it appears they aren�t able to make it, so you two should come.�

�We would more than love to go, but we have no way to get that far�. Cade stands somewhat, with a small smile apon his face, and strolls over to the girl, and tilts his head somewhat.

�Let me tell you what, I will also get you plane tickets to get there, just so you can see me put down Shiru. And I will only ask one thing in return,� �Yeah? She slowly smiles, and stands before Cade, nodding. �When you do go, make sure you have a sign, and on that sign, I want you to write �Shiru�s career will be shortly lived, once he faces Cade Silver.�

�Sure thing, anything for all of this. I really can�t think you enough.� She jumps up, and wraps her arms around her, giggling him somewhat sliding an arm around her, and shook his head. �Don�t mention it.�

The conversation comes to an end, a few minutes later, while the two leave from the office. Cade follows them back to the door, and opens it for them to leave.

Once the door had been closed tightly, with a nice push, he walked over to a piece of machinery, and spoke down into it. �Ask for the appearance of Logan and Rogerio in here, I need a final meeting.�

Nodding somewhat, Cade walks around the desk, and waits. A few minutes later, the door opens. Rogerio stepping in first, and Logan close behind, standing before Cade, RG the first to say anything, �Yo, you needed to see us man?�

�Yes, indeed I did. The time for our arrival for Showdown comes to a close, and we�ve not had a final meeting. We need to discuss what�s going on.� The two take a seat, as Cade walks back around his desk, and takes a seat in his fine, leather chair.

�Cade, you worry too much. We only have five men that we need to really worry about. And they�re nothing but punk ass bitches, we could take those cocksuckers on, if there were even anymore of them. Don�t let me have you even doubting that.�

A right hand extends, that of Cade�s, and grabs the cigar that was in the tray. It had almost begun to smolder out, so he brought his other hand down, and into his pocket, to relight it. Looking back around, and to the two in front of him.

�I know there�s nothing to really worry about, but we needed this final discussion. We only have a few days, and it would be nice to know what was going on, something definite, other than saying I�m going to kick his ass, and then we�re going to kick his ass. What is really going to happen Showdown?�

Logan smirks somewhat, and picks up one of his cigs, and lights it. �What is going to happen my friend, is those chosen people, are going to have their asses handed to them. You have Shiru, and RG has Mike C, unless that is, you have any doubts about your abilities?�

Cade smirks somewhat, tilting his head to the far, extreme right, emitting a soft crackling sound. While he stood, and slowly walked over to stand before Logan.

�Doubt about my ability? No, I�ve never been. As far as I know, I�m the best thing that ever graced this federation. If I could get back into the groove, no one could be able to stop me. I don�t care what anyone thinks, but I know, that the game in this place is me. I have dwelled on the bottom for way too long, but I don�t plan for it to last much longer.�

�Same here man. Mike C is shit under my feet, that I walk on. He�s nothing but a bothersome fly, on a pile of cow shit. He�s easily swatted, with the ease of someone who knows how to handle what he is. And I can do it.�

Logan sits with a pleased look apon his face, nodding, and stands up, looking back over the two again. �Alright, seems like your plans are in order. But my question is, will you choke at half-time? You two are still called rookies, do you have what it takes, to carry this ideal out?�

�I am no rookie comrade, I can handle this situation fine. I�ve done it before, and before, but yet I have had choked. I know this Vanchiez, I�ve been in the ring with him before. I have no doubts about my abilities, nor his. I can handle it, I have what it takes. And that is all that is needed.� The scene fades to black.

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The Victims: G-Village (2x), Shiru Vanchiez (1x), Jim Minion (1x), Buster Gloves (1x), Jonathan Marx (1x), Heath Adams (1x), Moses Shabazz (1x).