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The scene opens up, in a quiet, city night. The wind had been somewhat calm, and only blew at a slight cold chill, every ten or fifteen minutes, not strong enough to toss a feather about. The camera pans about a minute or so, until it reaches the side of a skyscraper. Zooming, very slowly, up the surface, showing a few, faint, images of people in the windows, it reaches the top, with a sparse amount of light, but enough shielding from the city, to give a bit of candle light. Near the side, of the structure, stood Cade, looking down to the city, watching the faint sound of cars zoom down the city, eyes closing after a few moments of thought, and slowly opened. With not a lot on mind, with a new card this week, with a somewhat big name, a headliner, Jake Cruize. His first match, a somewhat of a debut for Cade, since his first run about, ended in a tie between himself, and was disappointed with himself, not that he lost, or even tied, just for the fact that he was tied, was enough to make him anger. Not really used to losses, but he hasn’t tried. His thoughts were deranged, not totally from the matches, but from random. This week, he would push forward, and attempt at his best, show the federation what they had to look forward to, show the place what a champion he is, and was of the GWE.
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Cade Silver: Last week…was an accident. That wasn’t Cade Silver out in that ring, I wasn’t on top of my game. I’ve seen a tad bit of some competition, but nothing that really scares me. None of these people really show much to me, as a real threat at least. But there are a few people around here, who think they’re the best people to walk this side of the Earth, on this subject, one name pops right to my head. The arrogant ass, Jake Cruize, he needs to be shown some respect, and not the kind, that is needed to be given to a champion. Next week, he’ll meet someone that deserves some respect, but I’ll give him the credit, to maybe doubt it now. But he has one week, before he knows that fear smells like, before he knows how fear tastes. When I finish with his bloody carcass, he’ll wish I never started. For I am fear, I am all that you ever fear when you sleep at night, when you go to bed, and think of what all there is in the world, that could just tear you apart. I am that fear, I am the image that will eventually come to his mind. He’ll hear me so much, it’ll make him see me all the time, I’ll corrupt his mind, and shed some light, right before I end him.

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Smirks some, and backs away slowly from the concrete wall, and faces the camera, a small smirk apon his face. It faded slowly, and walked away, abit to the right, looking over the city once more, breathing in a bit deeply, and allows it to pass, watching the settings, he looks back into the camera for a second or so, until he could speak once more.
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Cade Silver: People like him, don’t deserve to run their mouths, run a bit of humor around, that’s an act that’s put on, to make him calm inside of the ring. My thoughts are, he’s probably afraid to even get in, he’s probably a pud. But I guess I’ll find out. He runs his mouth, and finally, he’ll find someone who’ll close it for him, and I am the one to do it, I am the savior of this federation, I have it in the palm of my hand. Everyone thinks I am out of the game, but the truth is, I’m holding all of the cards. I might be the under dog, but the underdogs, usually pull through, and this dog doesn’t plan to roll around in the mud too much longer. I ended Heath Adams, a bothersome bug, and now Jake has replaced him. A smug in my eye, a worry some nat on a cock, all things must come to an end, and I am the disciple of the devil.

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Steps aside once more, walking along the building very slowly, breathing in deeply, releasing the air, and looks back towards the city, biting his thumb abit at it, and turns from the scenery, walking towards more to the center of the platform. Rolls his shoulders, and crouches down, eyes wonder about for a moment or so. His head lowers, and he draws in another breath, and wobbles from side, to side, and lets go of the breath, and slowly stands, flexing abit. And turns back towards the camera.
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Cade Silver: He’s the kind of guy, who doesn’t have the balls, to come right out and tell you something. I can see him, inside of my head, as he was a kid. Instead of telling some bully that pushed him around to stop, or hell, beat his ass, I could maybe see him, taking all of his might, all of his courage, to look to the side, and mutter something like, “Whoah, you’re fuck you big.”

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Pushes away, and stands, walking over to the door, and enters it, being green, and goes down the steps slowly, popping his knuckles as he went along, and made it to another floor, being what would look like a run down shack. On the corner, was a bench press, and on the other side, was a speed bag, and a large punching bag, that was suspended from the wall. The sight, would bring thoughts to a run down, and olden gym, that hadn’t seen much sweat.
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Cade Silver: A sight that most people don’t get to see, maybe not this run down, but a gym. Like I’ve ranted on time, and time again, some people are blessed with natural ability, and natural strength, but there is always that extra way to enhance yourself, and stopping by the gym, and spitting out some sweat, never did hurt anyone, from what I can remember. A simple thing, like hitting here a few times a week, would improve a simple person, to only become a lot better, simply put, it speeds you up. It enhances your feelings, not only physically, but mentally also. A lot of good it could do, money well spent I always say.

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Steps aside, and brings the shirt from his chest, and tosses it aside, now wearing a pair of baggy jeans, and a pair of heavy, black boots. Now approaching the bench, he looks along it, and smirks, giving his shoulders a slight roll, and puts some weight on each side, and sits on the edge of the bench, and nods to himself, with a slight bit of thinking, and lays down, placing his hand on the bar, and finishes out a quick set. And racks the bar, and sits up, looking back over to the camera, a small bit of sweat running over his body.
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Cade Silver: Being strict, and hard on yourself, builds character. Shows you some insight, on what life is really made out of. It’s not all fun and games, I mean, it might actually come down to a point, where you must work for a long period of time, and then, there is a time where you can horse around, and do whatever the hell you want to, on your free time. I crave a good match, I like seeing a good line of battle, I want to feel pain. The power, the feel, of a good fight makes your blood rush, it makes you a new man, it makes you feel, as if you have been born again. It makes you completely different after you win, and lose a battle, each are different.

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He lays back down, and finishes up another set, very slowly, taking the bar down, and touches his chest each time, and pushes it back up, doing this, until he had finally finished a set. The door, to the room slowly opened, as a female, around the height of five foot, and eight inches slowly walked out, arms folded. Hair a long, golden yellow, while her body was nice, and physically fit, wearing a bit of tight clothing. She look around the place for a moment or so, until spotting Cade, and walks to him slowly.
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Cade Silver: Another thing, it truly enhances your performance, it shows a change in the ring, when you don’t slack. It’s not always meaning, that a small, short guy couldn’t handle someone who is bulky, and huge. But having a bit of muscle could never hurt, it could only possibly make you that much stronger. Little things such as this, enhance very little things that the eye would not see without looking closely. Every little thing, that makes your mind more stable, more air tight, that demands thought, and physical stress makes you better. I don’t care what anyone at all says.

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Cade gets up from the bench, giving his shoulders a slight roll, looking over at the female, Tiffany, and nods, with a small smile on his lips, as she tosses him a water bottle, he catches it, and downs two thirds of what was in it, recapping the bottle, and tosses it aside, watching her for a moment or so.
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Tiffany: Cade is more than ready for you Cruize, he’s been ready, since last week maybe even. His mental strength is so hard to break, so hard to crack, that it’ll take all you have to maybe make him flinch. He’s really the best athlete that I’ve seen step into the ring. He has the best stamina, and alike different people, instead of weakening under the feel of pain, he endures it, and it only makes him stronger. He builds up anger, and can control it, using it to his ability. So there isn’t even a reason you should try Cruize, because when you see him inside of the ring, you’ll see why. There just isn’t any beating him, he’s simply the best around. No one in this place can beat him, not now, nor not at anytime. And this is issuing a challenge out to everyone, no one can beat Cade down, not even the best in this place.

Cade Silver: Exactly. I work every day, and push myself further, to only make myself better. I learn from my losses, and make myself better. Every human has a weakness, weather it be, well, anything at all. But I’ve watched myself, and learned how to make myself better. You see, normal people flinch in fear, under pain, and lash out in anger, that they cannot control, and throw themselves into a frenzy, that they cannot control. And when they fall just short, at any amount, it’s simply lost, and one explodes, and this leads into a new form of anger, and it is called, frustration. And once you reach this state of mind, there is nothing the body can do, the body only lashes out, doing anything and everything it can. Most people fear this state of mind, calling it maybe the best, but during this point, attacks are easier to evade, dodging everything much easer, will only burn you out, until you enemy strikes, and with enough force, puts you on your ass. And well, this whole process is all different for me. When I express my anger, my aggression, I simply become who I am, and reach it much faster, and do a lot better. Hard to believe? Well, you’ll see, I count the time until I reach the ring with you. Until that day, you’re all I will be thinking about, until I finally be able to end your little career, and show you what fear is.

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