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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 a darkend house. No lights were on, maybe one at the most. Deemly lit, but not complete darkness. Heavy breathing, could be heard coming from a corner in the room. Felt...and heard a figure lurk, appearing to be setting down. Head pointed, attention apon the floor. As the camera near, the light pick up, and it was a ratherly large man, in the corner. Muscules almost cover his whole body, ripped down his arms, and all about his chest. Blond short hair sat apon his head, thin apon the sides, thicker as it worked it's way up. His attire, consisted of a black shirt, and black jogging pants. On front of the shirt, read: XWF--- In lime green letters, and under, his slogan: "Do You hear that frantic ticking sound amungst your mind? That sound my friend...Is the every hearing, ending clock, counting down to the time of your demise."---On the back, at the top, written as a jersey was the name, Cade Silver. And under, follow as well as the jersey: 4-0.
Cade Silver: Here I am...One of the men for the Championship...In the division one...Cade fucking Silver...Unlike the others following in this very division..In this very damn Fed...I...I will emerge the winner...Then...The division two winner...Will step inside the same sqaure..The same damn ring...And will be procded to be destroyed...End of career...For I am not afraid to bring forth my hand, and push forward, to bring as much pain as I wish..I fear nothing, nor no one...This shit is mine...My time is ever nearing...The end is all so near..I can see it inside my mind....
Action.
The man laugh, not a normal laugh at that. A twisted, deep, unusual laugh echoed through the little surrounding. As the man stood, appearing to have a bottle in hand, a small smile still curled apon his deathly cold lips. As he step forward, emitting a sligh groan, followed by abit of a sigh. The bottle lid was poped across the room, and smack the wall, oppoiste of the one he had stood. He took a small sip of the water, and grip it tightly apon the grasp of his right hand. A disgusted look apon his face, as he enter the darkness.
Cade Silver: You know how fucking unreal this shit is? It's no even funny...I have been put up against these various particepants...This will be no challenge...but then again, who am I to put down people, who I have seen, nor heard nothing I have seen? You really want to know why? Because I am the best damn thing to ever walk into this Fed....That's why I wak asked to sign into this place...You are looking at the soon to be champ...Coming around..On oh a month or so I believe..But time will pass quickly...And my rain, and streak will begin..
He held the bottle up before his face, and look into it, seeing the brand name. Now wondering why it taste like it did. His eyes slid around the lable, and found abit of the text that in which it contained, and ofcourse, it had nothing. No proteins, no fat, no anything. It contain nothing at all, and above that, the only ingrediant it would contain, was, "Mountain-Fresh Water. Which seemeded slightly intreging to him.
He took the bottle of water once more, and toss it against the wall, it was caught in the air, by a large male, standing around six foot and three inches. Blond hair apon his head, a slight mix of black. His face had no blimish, and he had no muscular build, unlike Cade. His face though, slightly did hold a resemblence, and so did the way his act, in a odd sort of way. He wore cowboy boots, blue jeans, and an black, normal XWF T-Shirt. This one had another name at the back, which would read: Steve Silver. Instead no slogan on the front, nor a number of anysort.
Steve Silver: Damn Cade..I'm begginning to believe You need anger managment...Either that, or you need to go to the damn looney bend...Look at the way you act...You need to do something with yourself..It appears this wrestling shit is getting to you..What keeps you from quiting...You're already moving your way up into the XWF..So why come here..Is one federation not enough for you? Or do you need more violence..More power..More pain..and end more careers is that it...Or do you just do it for the money..Aside from mere fun?
The man sat the bottle apon the floor, and continue walking towards Cade, while Cade, had managed to just stand there, not talking, nor making the slightest movment. Only holding that same little grin from earlier..No sounds coming from his lips, no words, or those odd little sounds. Steve turn on some more lights, and look around the well-lit room now. Nodding in satisfaction as more sights emerged from the room. Stairs, a few doors, and a large T.V setting infront of the soffa.
Cade Silver: Now damnit. Why did you just fucking ruin my time of darkness? I only have a short time to spend time alone with myself before that very night arrives, and yes, How I look forward to it..But I must set..and plan my little sadistic plots...How I was going to put my opponets down for the damn three count on that damn mat..I had to take everything into perspective...Wheather or not to use weapons...How many careers to win..And how far to push that damn envelope...Before I gave up on the pain bringing...
Steve Silver: Well damnit Cade..you do forget..This is a royal rumble..You cannot fuck around too long. You need to end that shit as fast as you can..You can be beating the hell out of another...and be jumped by one of those other brain-less monkeys..You would never know what would fucking jump ontop, from behind..From my point of view...from looking at the rest of the opponets...I wouldn't be surprised you were the first one they all went after you know?
Cade look towards Steve in a weird like fashion, as if he would just hall off, and bulldoze him. But instead, he just walk past Steve, and towards the stairs, which were only a few feet away from him. His eyes were sightly sat apon what was ahead, as he begun to slowly walk up the first few steps. Ahead, a few steps could be heard, and behind, Steve would follow a few feet back. Thinking what to say ahead of time. At that time, the steps neared, and a woman emerged from the top, looking down at Cade.
Cassidy Silver: Now damnit it Cade...why do you always have to talk about wrestling all the time? Do you not ever think about anything else. But why should I be asking you these questions, I've know you all my life..It isn't like I don't know the answers already...Yeah, that's all you think about..And Steve down there isn't much diffrent...
Cade Silver: Now damnit Cass..Why in the hell do you always patronize me? You always pull this shit on me when I find something I am interested in..Always...why must you always question me...Always, can you never take me up on what I am interested in? No..You can't. You cannot handle it...It's too much for you isn't it? Your only little baby brother is actually doing something for once, and all you can do is stand back and watch...What's so hard to handle about that? The money will flow in, and we will be back up on top..Where the Silver's should always fucking be!
Cassidy merly stood there, eyeing Cade down, as she would not move out of his sights. From behind, Steve would near, hearing all of their conversation, but would prefure staying out of it..But he would have to clear things up, to make things better. To keep the family brought together. As kids, this was always his job. He had always kept the little family together, through thick and thin. As much as it seem unreal, as a little kid, he had done it with his parents. But he thought, the ability to do such things anymore was gone. He was wrong, very wrong. For he was a philosopher...He was a great one at that.
Steve Silver: You two need to cut this out. We're going throught some hard times now, and we need to try and do it together, other than going at each other's throats..You all need to act like family, if you claim you are..Cade...think about other people other than yourself, and your wrestling carerr...There are other things aside from that you know..And Cassidy..Don't provoke him, you are doing nothing but making it worse...Now go on...and don't give all this shit a second thought, ok?
Cade merly eyed down Steve, but Steve, around Cade's height, look into his eyes, not backing down. Nor was Cade, although he was a very large man in height, and muscule stamina..He was a mountain of a main, mounds of muscules down his arms, back, and gut. His tightly drawn shirts shown his mucules up well. Though, he really didn't need to show them off. Without them, he was feared by most.
Cassidy Silver: ...If you say so..I don't really feel like getting in a big tizzy right before Cade's night...But then again, it could provoke him more...He needs a title, for he has been in around three of them...And he is around getting one in each...XWF...Xtreme Championship against Jim Minion, no real challenge..Four Star...He's going for the Black and Blue, and hell, I don't know shit about that place. And as for here..He's going for the number one goal..The gold of over all..And he can do it..I really think you could Cade..You have great potential..And with Steve, you two could get alot done...
Cade Silver: Well...smooth words..but I go along with what both of you say..I know I don't sound like myself right now..But it's me..I will go on, and win all of this shit...Come this monday..That division one victory over all of those losers will be mine damnit..And come to four star...I will triupmh over that shit, and when it boils down to the XWF...Jonathan Marx has yet to do shit..His ass is mine..He will be thrown to the side like a dirt piece of paper towel..Then, I will bull-doze over Minion's ass, like I did last time for the Number One contendercy for that Xtreme Gold, because Taylor was too big of a puss to do it himself......Bitch...
Steve Silver: Now that is what I want to hear...We're a family, and we must stick together...And Cade, I will inform you, that this match will be more than a challenge for you...There are alot of fierce competitors in this division, You don't know how hard you have to work to stay up around these people...The one man I've seen to emerge from the second division, is Heath..He looks like he could be more than an opposing threat, he could be more of a road block, to hold back all of your success...He was the past GeW champion, and what I have heard, he held it for a great time, with great skill.
Cade Silver: Damnit Steve..You know I have the skills to keep up with these little arrogant pricks..I'm doing it now, and I will do it eventually in all of my careers. I was mean to wrestle, and I was meant to win. For ever while, there is always one man, to emerge successful...Here, let me put it into simple words...In this world...full of unsucssesful people...There are few, who emerge out of the crowed, people...Who are diffrent..These few people, are special, and are meant for special things...And I..unlike the rest of these worthless wretches...Am one of them....and I will arise, and prove myself infront of all these damn stupid ass people, and go on against the great,"Heath," For the world championship, and I will claim that belt as my own...As along with the Xtreme, and Black and Blue...I will tote all my belts to each areana, and prove myself worthy!"
