 Cade Silver |
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|Disclaimer|: PG13: May Contain Violence, and Adult Language...So...Just Read The Damn Thing |
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|Action.| The scene opens up, in the main office of the Illuminati head quarters where the three that usually stood in the room, stood as usual, Silver, Logan, and Bustamonte. Logan, was smoking a cig, Rogerio was sitting on the couch, looking well rested, and Cade was across from him, with a cigar in his lips. Logan stood at a stand, in the front of the room, looking over the two.
Gabriel Logan: Play time is up boys. I know we’ve been fucking around these past few weeks, but that time is over. The time for fucking with those sluts is over, and time has come to show the Illuminati face. And I know that you two won’t let me down, now will you? Cade you of course, have Shiru. What’s going on there?
Cade Silver: Nothing, this area is well covered. I’ve handled this gook once before, like I’ve said over and over. Since I’ve came to this company, he is nothing that I cannot handle.
Gabriel Logan: Alright, that’s cool. Moving on to Mr. Bustamonte.
|Action.| Logan looked over the card abit, and then slowly looked up, and back over to Rogerio, putting the paper down, writing a few things under it, and then over to Cade, and then back.
Gabriel Logan: Alright, looks like you have Mike C, my friend, what’s going on in that field?
Rogerio Bustamonte: Like Cade, nothing that I cannot handle. You see, this punk is shit, total lame shit. I am a new rising star, and right now, I’m more than what he’ll able be. And just to prove that, I’m going to kick his ass.
|Action.| Gabe nods somewhat, and looks around some, stepping away, until he was in front of the two, and took a large drag from the cig in his lips, and took a seat on the side of the table, looking back and forth.
Gabriel Logan: Clausen, is trash. Have you seen the promo he launched? That cock sucking faggot has the nerve to say something about the Illuminati. What nerve that fucker has. I don’t remember You and Cade exactly flinching when it came to his butt fucking gang. Now did you?
Cade Silver: Nah man. They aren’t nothing special. I’d have to say that G-Village was better than good ole’ Rebs. They really didn’t impress me. Say, come to remember, I believe I kicked one of those bitches ass, which one of them was it?
Rogerio Bustamonte: Crookz?
Cade Silver: Yes, Crookz, that’s it. I kicked his worthless ass, in the Xtreme Title tourney, right before I put Buster Gloves out of his life. Then I went on, to kick Jim Minions ass, what a match it was. But I came on top. I seriously can’t believe how I was fucked out of that belt. But I promise, after we take those Tag Belts from those losers, that belt is mine.
Gabriel Logan: Now that is what I want to hear, domination. I don’t like being in the presence of pussies, unless it’s female company. We’ll dominate this company, and take out all of those fuckers, who think that we’re just a joke. Starting with Shiru Vanchiez and Mike C. Don’t let me down boys.
Cade Silver: Right.
Rogerio Bustamonte: Yeah.
|Action.| Logan walks away, while Cade and Rogerio go their own ways. The camera from one side, follows Cade while he walks to his room, and starts to get ready, getting dressed in a well balanced dressed black suit. Along with a black shirt under, and no tie.
Cade Silver: Shiru, your time is drawing closer to a draw my friend. I would suggest that you enjoy all the time in the gym with your sweaty ass men. Because when it comes into business down in the ring, your ass is going to be made grass, to hold up the support of my feet in the center. You’ll be reduced to pure shit, manure to grow plants. When I kick your ass the third time, are you going to go back running for Phan to ask for it again? Because it appears to me that you can’t get enough of my foot in your ass, if the first wasn’t enough, I’ll prove it to you again, that I’m simply the best of the two. The day moves closer, and your hours smaller. I wouldn’t fuck around too much, because that is how it will be.
|Action.| Finishing getting ready, he grabs the cigar that was in the ashtray, on the TV stand, an takes a few last drags, before looking around. He grabs his car keys, and walks down the steps, and to the front of the building, and looks onto his old Charger.
Cade Silver: Damn shit, I believe it’s the right time. I can’t remember what time the fucker said, but if the bitch ain’t there by the time I go in, I’m going to raise some hell.
|Action.| Getting into his car, he waits a few minutes, and cranks it. Turning his music on also soon after, it is put into gear, and given gas, and blasts out of the park way, and goes down the road. Scene going black.
Spike turns back over a few hours later, showing a few clips from a promo that aired a few weeks ago of Cade Silver, and shows a versus screen of the two, and stays on this image for a few moments, until it flashes back to another scene. Where Cade Silver had entered a Center, and begun looking around. Finding a man standing on the right, holding a sign with his name on it.
Cade Silver: Yo, you’re the ass crack that asked for me to meet you here. What the hell do you want?
Man: Sent by the XWF. Apparently we havn’t gotten any records of an recent interview with you, and we’d like to do that now.
Cade Silver: Here?
Man: Somewhere, it doesn’t matter, just as long as it gets done.
Cade Silver: Fuck, you act like we’re going into secret and you’re giving a blow job. But Cade isn’t a damn faggot, so I don’t think that’s going to happen. I want this shit over fast, so do it here and now. I don’t have time to fuck around with, I’m a very busy man, Phan knows that.
Man: Right, alright. Roll the camera.
|Action.| The camera starts to roll, and out from the sides wall Rogerio and Logan. Logan wearing his usual slick clothing, with a cig in his mouth, holding the hand of Martha, and on his right side, was Bustamonte, smoking a cigar.
Cade Silver: Damnit, you all are fucking late. Who did you fuck?
Gabriel Logan: Well, Martha and I fucked out in the car, I don’t know about RG.
Martha: Cool it baby.
Man: Alright, get ready. We need to get this shit in.
Rogerio Bustamonte: Right.
Cade Silver: Right, we’re busy men. Keep that shit in mind, we have ass to kick, and women to see.
|Action.| The man takes out a mic, and walks over to stand in front of the four, and looks around somewhat. Clearing his throat, before the light on the camera turned read, and they came on air.
Man: We’re standing here in with the three members of the Illuminati, Rogerio Bustamonte, Gabriel Logan, and Cade Silver..
Gabriel Logan: Martha, don’t forget her cocksucker.
Cade Silver: Don’t you remember, that’s the chink, Vanchiez.
Gabriel Logan: Oh, right. I forgot, I guess he can be the cocksucking faggot.
Man: And Martha, here with Gabe Logan. What do you three plan to do come to Showdown, and after what is on your mind?
Gabriel Logan: Well, my boys here, are going to take care of two troubling fucks, that have been in this federation too long, and are both way too over rated, now let’s see, who were the jews again?
Rogerio Bustamonte: Not jews, but I’d say the way we’re going to be owning their ass, it’ll looking like the same as when Hitler owned the jews. But I have that bitch Mike C. in the ring come Showdown.
Man: Alright, so what are your thoughts?
|Action.| Logan takes a drag from the cig, and blows the smoke around the three, while they all stand silently. A few people stopping behind them. Logan turns around.
Gabriel Logan: This shit is confidential, that’s what the fucking tv is for. So get the hell out of here.
Man: What do you plan to work with Mike, Mr. Bustamonte?
Rogerio Bustamonte: What do I plan to do? I plan to take that motherfucker out. He’s been strutting his shit around this place for too long. His fucking attitude has pissed me off too much, and I’ll make sure he won’t have enough time, or strength to do it again.
Man: Cade?
Cade Silver: Vanchiez.
Man: And, the same question?
Cade Silver: Well, I’m planning to kick his ass, like I have all the people in my past. I’ve already beat his gook ass once, and this time I might kill the fucking bastard. Bitch, this time I will show him no mercy.
Gabriel Logan: And that’s no joke my friend. If you think he kicked his ass last time, than he’ll prove you worse. Can that candy ass gook get his ass handed to him any worse? Well, this will be the proof. After Cade shows him his own ass, when his face is shoved into it, all we lack, is that RG to kick his ass, and I really don’t think that’s an issue. But as of now, he’s not what we’re after. Silver is more than enough to handle that little problem.
Man: Alright, my final question. We’ve heard some rumors, that there is a new match brewing. The Last Rebels, and Clausen, vs. The Illuminati, what are the chances of this coming to future?
Cade Silver: It’s very likely. Those motherfuckers have run their cocksuckers longer than I can stand. Clausen walks around this place like he owns it. The only think he owns, are the cocks of Orix and Crooks. I may have lost my title, but atleast I don’t act all fucking depressed. For all I can care, Orix can suck Clausen’s dick, while Orix fucks him in the ass, while he talks to his child. Now that is reality.
Martha: Cold.
Gabriel Logan: I don’t think that would happen Cade, do you know why?
Cade Silver: Why?
Gabriel Logan: Because it’s already been done. Didn’t you see those sick ass fuckers in the back having a little gay man orgy? You know, when Crookz was sucking Clausen’s cock. I mean hell, you couldn’t miss it, they were doing it the whole time.
Rogerio Bustamonte: And what about jersey? Where was that stupid cunt at?
Cade Silver: I fucked that bitch right before she went out, and already mopped the shit out of her, and had her yelling for more. I filled her so full, she’ll not have to worry about having another fucked child.
|Action.| The three walk off, and from the behind view, you can see Logan holding Martha’s hand, and smoke slowly smoldering from the side of the three, as the scene fades to black.
The scene opens, yet another few hours after the interview. There is a party at the estate, as cars are flooded all over the mansion. Several people leave cars, and walk into the doors. Most of them women, who all went in, followed by a few limos, that contained nothing but a swarm of women. Standing by the door, was Logan and Silver.
Cade Silver: Another day, another party, hell I can’t get enough of this shit man. But you really want to know what I can’t wait until?
Gabriel Logan: In the ring.
Cade Silver: Hell yeah. I can’t wait until that time comes, when I’m standing across from that damn gook. I crave for a good fight, and it’s been a while since I’ve been up with a good challenge. But I seriously think that Mr. Vanchiez will let this erge down. That bitch is getting too old, and out of his prime. He hasn’t done anything in so long, it makes me wonder.
Gabriel Logan: It’s not that Silver. He is becoming more of an ass than what he has been, that is what is called pmsing. He’s changed in the ring. Since the last time I fought him. For the better? Hell no. That cocksucker hasn’t done anything, except train, and I fucking swear, it doesn’t make him worth shit. Instead of helping, it only makes him worse.
Cade Silver: I think it’s from all those cocks his sucks. He just enjoys being in the gym around so many males, of course he has to pay them after. But due to his lack of winning here, he has to do it some other way. And I really can’t recall his ass ever having a woman with him. How often do you think he smokes the pole?
Gabriel Logan: I bet that bitch is smoking on a tall pole right now, there is no doubt it my mine. Have you seen a video recently of him training with one of his ‘followers’? Or have you heard him repeating, “Running your insolent mouth will get you no where.’ Because that my friend, is when he is getting ready. That’s when you tell the old man is actually bringing some fight left with him.
Cade Silver: That fucking bastard better bring some fight. I have about an ounce of respect left for him, and when that time comes to show how much I have, I’m going to stomp the living shit out of him, and show him what real hate, and pain is. And until then, he truly won’t know what real pain is.
Gabriel Logan: Don’t let that thought stay on your mind. It’ll make you sick with him. Because you know he’s smoking on a pole right now. I would suggest that you go on inside, and have fun. The time will come when you have to work, and the time also comes when you party. And right now my friend, the time to party is on.
|Action.| Cade nods, and closes the door, and walks into the party, while another large man steps up from behind him, wearing a pair of sunglasses, and watches over the entrance, while Cade approaches over to Rogerio, who was sipping on some champagne.
Cade Silver: Rest easy man, chill out. We need to learn how to party, and who else can show us how, like the Professor? Besides, we have almost two weeks before the match, plenty of those days will be spent in work, and a majority spent in lazy ass. Fucking all the women every day, you know, we have something to look forward to after Showdown.
Rogerio Bustamonte: Taking out those fucking rebels. That’s all that keeps me thinking right now. It’s enough they talk about me sucking Evil’s dick, when Clausen had to fuck him, and suck him enough, just to get his queer ass back here. It just makes me fucking sick, people like them.
Cade Silver: Those fuckers through so much shit around, they make their own look bad, but hell, from last I can remember, those three have done nothing but to continue to fuck up, day in and day out. Revenge, those two bastards lost as well as we did. And Clausen ended up sucking on York’s ass hole, after he ripped a new hole in the side of his ass.
Rogerio Bustamonte: And Logan done enough damage to Vanchiez, so I’m really not in the mood to hear his shit anymore, warrior shit, warrior that, blah blah boring ass shit. It’s always the same, week in, and week out. Who is this guy anyways? Who does he think he is? And someone else who just pisses me off all the time, is the wanna be Eminem, Mike C. I’m going to beat his ass so bad, his fucking vocal cords are going to squirt out his ass.
|Action.| Logan approaches the two again, puffing from the cig in his mouth. And looks to the two, and nods, women walking all around, surrounding the three of them.
Cade Silver: You know Professor, smoking is bad for you. You need to learn to those children, that it’s not a habit to do that shit, at all. It could really kill you.
|Action.| Logan puts his hand into his pockets, and takes out a pack of cigs, and slowly extends his arm out to the two of them, and tosses it on the table before them.
Gabriel Logan: We all fucking die at one time, so why the hell not work on that shit now? Smoke up boys. Learning with Professor Logan approaches, and I will show them bastards how to live up in this fucking place. All you need is a ho, and some fancy damn clothes.
|Action.| The two talk after a few more moments, and the scene then comes to a black fade, where the three walk off, and into the new party, smoke smoldering all around the largely made room.
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