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|Disclaimer|: PG13: May Contain Violence, and Adult Language...So...Just Read The Damn Thing |
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The scene opens up, in which would appear to be a gym, out in Cade's home town. Over in the corner of the room, near the bench, was Cade, standing with a few other guys, which were some of his old friends, he had not seen in awhile. His attire, would consist of the following: A Black, muscule shirt, in which read XWF, in lime green writing, and on the back, wrote at the top like a jersey, Silver. And under a little message was written, under a skull and cross-bones. " Death is only the start."---His pants were black as well, to match his shirt, which had no writing. Only a white pin-stripe down the legs, and to the ankle.
Cade Silver: House Show? Was a breeze, didn't have even a single problem out of, what is so called, "G-Village." Jax, and I, shown them, what a real match would be...if they were an challenge. Now do you see what happens when you run off your mouth recklessly, and can't carry it out...A prime example of The Village...
Cade smirks abit, and stands to his feet, looking to the bench, where most of his friends sat. He turn, and walk over to the bar, and sat down apon the end of the bench. The bar holding a few 45's, but not known how much really, the camera not paying much attention to the background image. As the for the music, a distance Metallica could be heard, from the TV on the wall.
Cade Silver: Well...now that they our out of our way, I only have a few more people in my way, until I can gain my first title, starting on Jim Minion...Pretty Damn big...but nothing of that kind scares me, at all. I have seen meaner dogs than that damn boy....
Man One: You're on your way...you will soon make your way up the latter, but I only want one favor...You know?
Cade Silver: Hmmm. Yeah?
Silver arches a thin-brow, and looks towards his direction, interested in hearing the question. He ponder on it a few moments, awaiting his short-term answer, which would be answered quickly.
Man One: Don't forget me. We've known another for years...We used to play football, and wrestle and shit in your back yard. And in school. That would be a shame...knowing you for this long..and suddently you are gone...Just ring that damn phone from time to time..
Cade Silver: Sure thing. I could never forget childhood friends. When I become big..like a few others in the XWF...I will become a common household name..I will be known all around this damn world. Every child, in every settlement, will known my voice, from every other muscule bound fucker...And you know why? I'm just that damn good...
Cade turns his attention back to the camera, a grin passing that horrible face, a grin that couldn't be forgotten so easliy. The grin of death, and war. He had hell to pay, and he was the man to bring it into the ring. He shown no fear of no man, nor thing. He found such chalenges up=riseing. For he enjoyed fighting other males. Always did..other it was a school fight---or football. He enjoyed both very much.
Cade Silver: Do all you chumps hear this shit? Yeah, I'm talking about my opponets come Sunday..you all know who are are. Though I can say, I bet you all wish you could be somewhere else. Fighting someone much easier...in your own league. You see boys and girls...these three men..who will be dancing with me...are not in my league. They are far down that damn road...what I would like to call...Jobbers...Crookz...Minion...Scholar...You all know it...And someday..you will learn to live with it, that you three pieces of trash, will be nothing more...But I...I am one of the few exceptionite people in this world. One of the few..who rise over all, and become something....
The man next to Cade. begun to nodd slowly. He, deep in his heart, knew this as well, and always would. For he found this out early in his life, when he was one of the few, able to see what Cade held behind his rugged force. He had held more strength..stamina, more than any other XWF wrestler ever.
Cade Silver: You all think on it ok? When Showdown rolls fucking around..we'll see who is who around here. I've only been in a few matches myself...but as you can see, no real challenges yet. Seeing that I've only been against the same damn three people. Shabazz, and The Village. I took the Village alone the second time...seeing that the first time, they wet their pants, and had to make some excuse not to show up...And yet, I havn't heard the reason. While you two ravel on about doing some damn drive by...I still stand tall to this day...nothing has yet to happen...
Cade slowly stood, and nodd to the man who spoke earlier. Who would reaspond with nothing more than a mere smile. It had look, like the two had just met. But truth behold, they had known another for all ther lives. But the time was fast coming, that they were growing apart..far apart....---Cade turn around, and head out the door. Pushing it forcefully open with his right hand. Nodding to the boss, as he hit the pavement.
Owner: Later Cade...some back later I would hope...If not, I might have to beat some since into that thick skull of yours...
Cade Silver: Don't worry old man. As long as I have any ounce of left in this body..I will always be here to work out...at any, and every gym. Whatever I make my way to first...you know I will always return here...I grew up here. I couldn't forget my roots, no matter what can, and will happen in my new career.
Cade offer a small smile, as putting he was jokeing abit. He had not much of a sence of humor, but when he did try, he was usualy harsh, and cruel with his jokes. A man not made for telling them. He like to get to the point, and not delay anyone, or anything this way.--- The large man, walk towards the car. Cold, emotionless gaze pathed apon the ground, as the right hand was placed apon the door, and pulled open. He shove the seat front wards, and slid his duffle bag in the back, and slid into his car. The scene fade to black...
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The scene open up, in the compfort of Cade's own home. Cold, steel grey eyes stuck apon the TV, which just appeard to be turned off, by the small, black remote in the palm of his hand. A please, but cold look apon his pale lips, as he nod. Attire abit diffrent, but not by much. This time, he was wearing no shirt, and a pair of blue shorts, which came to his knee cap. He had been watching, the promo of Crookz, and was known to talk about it. Seeing that it was his job.
Cade Silver: Nice actually...but you could have done better..Crookz...but I have nothing really bad to say to you. You're a nice guy...I really seem to like you. You had nothing bad to say about your opponets come Showdown...and I really see that...but you....are unlike me. As much as I would like to complement you three...I won't. Seeing that I don't know jack shit about none of you all, nor care. Seeing your asses are mine..and that belt? As good as mine...
Cade set up, apon the edge of the cushion, seeing a preview, of X3. Seeing that they had been announcing the Torny for the Xtreme Belt quite often. He had look pleased to see so. In the back of the home, walk down his younger sister, Cassidy. Which the crowd would seem to know abit better from his first match. Debuting at XBZ, seeing that his first match...was nothing more than a no-show.
Cade Silver: I have the upmost respect for you three men...as of now. But I will only say one thing...mostly about you Crookz. You may have had it hard in the XWF...and in other Feds. But please....do not bring it in here, and make me have to watch you bitch and complain over, and over. Countless amounts of times..how bad you had it....
Cassidy made he way into the room, and sat apon the couch, a few feet away from Cade, at the end of the couch. Abit of sleep still setting in her eyes, and wearing her pajama bottoms. Her top, was a black shirt, covering about to her thighs. He thin, blond hair was all the way down, and rest apon her back, and shoulder blades. Unrelizeing fully, that they were on camera.
Cassidy Silver: Morning Cade...
Cade Silver: Cassidy...
Cade gives her a slight nod, as she would manage to follow that up by a small smile. He turn his attention back to the Tv, it remaing on Spike Tv, seeing what else had been on, seeing noting really important. Seeing no trace of Minon, and Scholar. He had no worries about either of them, now Crookz might be another story. But he held no fear in his heart for him, at all.
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Cassidy Silver: Hmmm...do you need any breakfast or anything..Have you ate this morning...mmmmmm' sorry for waking up late..I know you can't cook to save your life...
Cade Silver: I can cook fine...just well...But no I havn't ate. I have no need to...my stomache does not require it at this certain time, seeing that I just seen the first thing of my three opponets. It's a shame...looks like this lone little match will be nothing more than a no-show as well...My damn luck...
Cade sets back once more, seeming to get into a relaxing state. A can of soda setting in his left hand, in which he would occasinly drink from. Eyes shutting for a moment or so, thinkg about his match. What he would have to do to win it...and move on the the next match in the Torny. And make predictions, to who it would hold...And afterwards...what it would take to pin down Tayler, and win the belt into his possession.
Cassidy Silver: What is it Bro?
Cade Silver: It's nothing...don't worry about it...Just thinking on my next few matches, and what they will hold for me...and when it all is said, and done..I'll have that piece of metal on my shoulder...and be able to call it my own...once I move all of that in my way...which really shouldn't be much of a challenge...seeing that I have had much worse...
Cade would nodd slowly, and stand, looking into the camera, a light smirk apon his face, as he considered on what he was going to do, or attempt. But knowing Cade, his attemps are as good as done.
Cade Silver: Alright, it seems that you have been filming me long damn enough..and it's about time...you leave my fucking home...so have a damn nice day!
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