[Cade Silver:] �It feels good to be back around the home place. I mean hell, it seems like almost forever since I�ve been at home. I�ve almost missed it..�

[Action:] Cade walks over to the bar, taking very slow steps, still looking around the old place, taking in the old memories, and inhales a large gulp of air into his nostrils, and passes it through his lips. The place, was somewhat rigid and had a weird stench, of age, carried around the aroma. Himself, had never been there many times, but the few he did, always ended up in a good sense of bad.---He moved his hand out of his once pocketed hand, and held his fist up into the air, a light glare hitting apon his ring finger, that held the Futures Championship. Himself, gazing over to it, once he took his seat.

[Cade Silver:] �Damn, I might have to actually move that bitch over, when I make place for a wedding ring. But what exactly would I have to think is more important? Heh not even a question to even think about, of course, the title anyways, no brainier?�

[Action:] The bartender, who was around his mid 20s, medium height, wearing nothing but black, finished his current customer, serving him a surplus amount of Whiskey, and now moved over to Cade, arms being folded over his chest slowly.

[Bartender:] �What can I get you sir?�

[Action:] Cade looked back over to the man, who had the tall glass, filled with the almost seemingly perfect liquid, reaching his hand down into his pocket, and took out a cigar case, placing one in between his lips, pulling a lighter out, following it.

[Cade Silver:] �Whiskey, plain.�

[Action:] The tender walks over, and gets what was asked for, and walks back over, placing the small glass next to Silver, looking down, and examines the glass. He almost thinks to pull a small scene, but instead decides against it, besides, he could always have more, what�s the use in being an ass in front of old friends? It�s not that he cared to do it, he just hadn�t been in the mood in awhile. He drew his wallet from his back pocket, and put some money on the bar, more than enough to handle the tab.

[Bartender:] ��What�s this for?�

[Cade Silver:] �Don�t give me that sad shit, I have no sympathy for you, I wouldn�t go that far. Besides, I like to pay ahead for the drinks I�m soon to have, you have a problem with that?�

[Action:] The tender shook his head, and walked off, serving someone else, Cade smirked, and took a drink from the glass, downing a little more than half, and places his elbows up on the side of the table, and lightly sighs to himself, pondering himself, lately, he had just seen the weeks preview, where he would be in his first tag match, since the last pay-per-view.

[Cade Silver:] �The first match with the Illuminati being in the same corner, feels pretty damn good. Aside from the fact I�m going to be going against that egotistical bastard for a second time. He has too much nerve, I�m actually thinking about ending his stupid ass career before he even thinks he has a shot at being us. Besides, fag boy isn�t going to do any better with his homosexual friend Joey, and the has been Cabalar. Hell, neither of those fuckers have done anything, why did this match even get booked?�

[Action:] Smirking, Cade shook his head, and downed abit of the liquid again, and sat it down, wiping his mouth, with his sleeve, and smirks somewhat, looking around the place, not really seeing anyone familiar, and turns back around, playing with the glass some, tilting the glass aside.

Scene 2 - The Illuminati Mansion.

The scene reopens, back in the Illuminati Mansion, almost later that day. Instead, the darkness of being early, it had grow slightly late, but not late late, nothing over the hour of four. Cade was in his usual place, in his office, sitting down at the large oak desk, filling out a few forms, with a low sigh, a low sound, coming from outside of his office, footsteps, caught his attention. He looked up for a moment, and waited, seeing Rogerio Bustamonte walk in, standing in front of his desk.

[Rog:] "Ummmm, hey, Cade, can I talk to you about something for a minute? It's nothing really important or serious, I just need to have a man-to-man talk.�

[Cade Silver:] �Yeah, sure. What is it about man?�

[Action:] Rogerio sits on the edge of Cade�s desk. Cade, reaches over, and grabs a small tin, taking out a Cuban cigar, and places it in between his lips, almost pulling out a lighter from his other pocket, and lights the end, taking a deep puff from it. Watching Rogerio from the corner of his eyes, almost waiting for him to speak.

[Rog:] �Well, last week, I won over the so called, �Xtreme championship, and something that I can�t stop thinking is, how the hell, did he beat you? I mean hell man, he was a total push-over.�

[Action:] Cade stands up abit, taking a long drag from the cigar, and blows some smoke out of his nose, walking slowly over to the side, walking along the wall, every now and then, taking a look back to Rogerio.

[Cade Silver:] �Hell if I know, I really don�t. Maybe I was just at a slump or something, but I�ve got something that bastard Rix will never take from my possession. Or anyone else for that matter.�

[Rog:] �Hell Cade, I could have taken him on my worst day, but yeah, if you say so. Anyways, what is that, pride?�

[Cade Silver:] �In some sort, I guess that�s what you could call it. But anyways, aside from that, I know you just didn�t come here to talk to me about Rix, or atleast I would think not.�

[Action:] Rogerio looks around a bit, and signs, looking over at the door for a minute, and then walks over to where Cade sat, him now standing beside of Mike C himself, looking over him for a moment or so.

[Rog:] �No, I really didn�t. It�s about the match, it�s sort of, new ya know. For the Illuminati to be in the same ring, at the same time, together, in a match, I�m just looking forward to some good ass kicking, if ya know what I mean?�

[Cade Silver:] �Oh yeah, trust me, I know that feeling pretty well, I�ve been looking forward to getting into the ring with Mike again, after hearing him brag about how much he�s looking forward to beating my every time I�m in, it�s going to be really funny, we can�t do that. And I�m sure Logan is looking for some good revenge against Cabalar, and hell, while Joey is here, I�m sure you can handle that also.�

[Rog:] �Yeah, sure, but the rankings show that in order to get any further, that you�re on my list. Goes to the fairest one, right? And besides, that means I�m going after Mike C to, so we�d had best leave some of him left to have a match with me afterwards, cause I�m going to kick his ass all over the place.�

[Action:] They both laugh for the moment, both containing their own sadistic smiles, as Cade walks over towards the door, taking a long drag from the cigar, he stands looking over towards the door, listening to another set of steps, until his door opens, and walks through Logan, with Martha by his side.

[Logan:] �Well, let�s get moving boys, we�ve got a party to start, and standing around here, doing nothing isn�t getting anything done. Everyone is waiting on all of us. And I would suggest that we didn�t take all the time that we could, so, get a move on, and now you fuckers.�

[Martha:] �