html> [- Massacre #2 -]
Cade Silver
The Evil...has arrived.

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PG13: May Contain Violence, and Adult Language...So...Just Read The Damn Thing
"Tick to the mother F*cking Clock."
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Record and Next Opponent
People Mentioned
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Championship Division 2.. [- 2/2 -]
4-0 | Next Match: Krunk Killa v. Heath Adams v. Sledge v. Sniper v. Gino Battista v. Cade Silver v. Eric Vault.
Steve, Cassidy, and Cade Silver.
Over-The-Top-Rope Battle Royale - Winner to get World Championship match at next PPV.

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[- Forward. -] "In the last Promo that was cut by Cade Silver, he had been speaking about his next match, in which he would indeed trial against the powers that be. Including the old GeW champion, in which he added would be much of a challenge. The current setting in a gym, away from the city, in the little town that Cade had grown up in. A small little town, in the outskirts of a large city. Preparing, for the next match up. Along side his brother Steve, and sister Cassidy.---"

Action.
The scene opens in the gym which had been announced around two minutes before the camera had managed to enter into sight. Large men walk by the camera, sometimes turning around to look at what it was. A camera crew was something rarely seen in a small little town such as this was. In these parts, nothing ever happened in a drawn up little town. But one thing, one person had emerged from the setting. Cade Silver had been the only man to become a professional wrestler, since his father sometime back. Although, he had remained at Cade's stature, low, and trying to climb up the latter. Although, he could never do it. But Cade, was different, more talent, and skill in his system. Hatred feeling his every seeing eyes. On the left wall, two smaller guys were talking about what had been going on. In the background, a few muffled grunts could be heard, and fists seeking into some sort of bag echoing.
End of Action.

Lamont: Damn Garett, why in the hell do they have a fucking camera crew up in these parts. This is just some hick, little dickey fucking town. I grew up here, for more than thirty years, and nothing has ever been big here. Ever...The only thing that ever happened here was the oil boom in the sixties, and still, there was only around a thousand people. For around...a good two months?

Garett: Hell Yeah dude. Sometime around that era. And I don't think it was even that many people, for that amount of time. I just don't see what's the point in bringing such things in this little place. Nothing has ever happened, and nothing ever will...But rumors have been spreading that Candace's son Cade is in town. Supposedly he's becoming a bigger wrestler than his old man.

Action.
The two men agreed on this, and continued their workout. Lamont had begun to bench press, and in front of him, Garett was spotting him. The two seem to be doing well, not seeming to know that the camera was peeled apon them. Although, seem to be looking for someone, who could not be found. Near the back, when the camera came to, was a red door, where the sound had halted. He had knocked apon the door, shifting the camera to the opposite shoulder, as the door was answered.
End of Action.

Steve Silver: Well hell, it seems no matter where we go, there is always a camera in our faces, but I really wouldn't like to see another one of you mother fuckers in here bothering us. Massacre is nearing, and we don't need the likes of you all keeping in tabs of that, do you get me clear..Mr...what the hell?

Action.
By that time, Steve smirked abit, and begun to shut the door, and proceeded to do so. The camera cut to a quick commercial, and open back up the current setting. The small little gym, where rumors have been heard, Cade returned to train for his next match up. The camera crew was about to give up, seeing that the man's attitude had inflicted apon them, seeing as they no longer cared about what had been rumored. At that time, a young female, with short blond hair, and stood at around 5'10 pulled the door open slowly.
End of Action.

Cassidy Silver: Just ignore him. He had Cade have the same personality...Always have their noses up in their asses..Just come on in. We really don't mind an interview, it is just what Cade needs where he is at right now. And please, let me apologize once more too all you Cade fans out there...And you to Sir...step on in.

Action.
The camera faded once more, and reopened, inside the little room. It stared at the right corner, and worked it's away around the other side. The firs thing coming in sight, was Steve setting on a bench, seeming to watch something immensely, which would be sonly shown. The camera kept going, to see what it was. And there stood Cade, tape on his fingers, knuckles, and wrists. He had a new shirt on, which had the logo for the GeW on the front, in some sort of sloppy fashion. And in the back, like a jersey, was his name, Cade Silver. And under, shown a clock, and read.---Tick to the mother ****ing Clock. Your time is up!"---And his usual black jogging pants. He spoke to Steve, not yet noticing the camera. And yet Steve was to as well.
End of Action.

Cade Silver: Fuck this shit Steve, it isn't doing shit to prepare me for this damn match. I’m more prepared now, than I have ever been for anything in my life, do you not understand? It's not what you think, and no, I'm not underestimating my opponents, it's that I know what I can do, and that is destroy everything damn thing in my path, and that is a promise that I have, and will always keep to myself. This little last minute change has put me up against Heath...which will only mean one thing to me...Getting him out of the way on the first round, and saving my time for later.

Steve Silver: Cade, you are never ready. You're not ready now, I see it in your eyes. You're afraid of yourself, what you can do, and you don't think you can do it. I know how you work Cade, I grew up around you, you were attempting to slack off, and do nothing...Frail to being a couch potato. And get into the ring, with the underestimation, and lose it...And bitch and complain about how much you deserved in. And deep inside, you lost it on purpose. Knowing that you choked, and held back. Afraid to see that you’re best was not good enough. But I know it, and Cassy knows it. Your best is too good actually. And I am going to teach you to run hell bent on rage.

Action.
Cade just managed to look straight forward, ahead of himself. An eye moving along the cracks on the wall, knowing what Steve had said was right. But it made him look like a fool, to let Cassidy know it was true. And being the man that Cade was, he turns his attention back to the bag, and unleashed a series of punches apon the cushion. Ripping into it with hard punches, upper, and mid parts of the bag.
End of Action.

Steve Silver: There you go. Now that is what I want to see. If you could keep this up, and throw in abit of high caliber moves, then you could totally sweep this win, and actually become a someone, apart from a something. And you have be to think for taking you this far.

Cade Silver: *Breathing hardly*: You were right. If I could be trained properly, I could be decent. Maybe not another Heath Adams, but I could possibly match up to such a man. And maybe become what he has already been. This is my first shot at what I have been waiting for, and I'm not about to let it sweep away before I get my chance.

Action.
Steve nod abit, and lean back, knowing that this was all true, and Cade had better take this challenge head on, for it might be his only one at that. If he had capitalized on this little fight, and actually became the champion by some odd occurrence, he would become something. A someone, as for his other Feds, he was still low-down, jobber trash. But this, this place, the GeW, had become his. And he was cashing it in for all that he could.
End of Action.

Cassidy Silver: Good job you two. And nice little speeches, that means from you both. I didn't know such beautiful words could come from you two. Yet, you all yet to cease to amaze me. But there are no rejections, keep on ahead. I enjoy seeing you two getting along for the first time in years.

Steve Silver: If you say so sis. But Cade and I really need to get our asses into gear. This match isn't too far away, and from the looks at it, these other guys are all ready, and as pumped as Cade. This match should really be interesting. But somehow, in my mind, I know that it will all come out in the clear, and Cade will me emerged as the victor, and go up for the Heavyweight Championship, of the GeW!

Action.
Cassidy nod abit, drifting off into her own thought, hearing only her thoughts, and the pounding of Cade's fist. And the same would slide around in the head of Steve. How this match would seclude, and how it would all go down. He had managed to plan it all in his head, but it was all so unreal. For no way he went, he could always see Cade as the victor. Probably, just his true opinion. Though he would never truly admit it aloud. Not to no one, not to himself.
End of Action.

Cade Silver: Steve...we need to get to work this minute. We have so much work ahead of ourselves, it is just unreal. After we finish physical workout, we need to work on mental. Not as in professional help, but seeing all of their weaknesses, so I could study them. Abit more, actually I know almost everything about them all, and I know how to move in, seek, and destroy. It is just the matter of time, and hesitation, nervousness...

Cassidy Silver: He's right Steve, you two have allot of work ahead, and a short time to do it in. So you had best get off your ass, and prepare Cade's next work out, so you could hurry up, and get out into this place, and study old wrestling tapes, and come up with some sort of brainy answer, I know you are capable to doing it Steve...You were always smart like that.

Action.
Steve nodded slowly, and slightly left the room, eyes rolling apon the camera as he done so. He had assumed this much, that Cassidy's softness would lead the camera right on in. As greeted as a second home. Steve did not give a second thought, as he move out into the workout room, and proceeded to prepare the benches, for Cade's next work. As for Cade, his fists were drawn back, and held to his sides. Sweat pouring from his forehead, and leaking apon the floor. Little puddles of sweat begun to form apon the surface of the ever cold growing ground.
End of Action.

Cade Silver: Damn this is some hard ass work, no wonder all those karate Japanese ass people are so buff. Half of them are so poor they cannot afford to by weights, but hell, half of them don't need that shit. Just naturally strong and gifted with god like fighting skills. But I will build my own, from nothing. Centimeter, by centimeter, I will slowly build myself in a machine. The unmoved able force, along with the unstoppable force. The best two combinations, could you imagin that Cassy?

Cassidy Silver: I know if it is possible, then you were meant to do it Cade. I really believe, if dad was around to see what you are, and will be today, he would really be excited, to see what his life perspective came out correct. But he is watching from heaven, seeing what you are, and will become. The future holds great things for us. It is just a wonder how far it is away.

Action.
Cade nodded slowly, and kept his attention to the door, expecting Steve to be back shortly. And indeed he was, he pull the door open, and poke his head out. Motioning to Cade to come on out, it was all ready. Cade nod his head, and move his body forward, and out towards the door. Steve left it slightly cracked, where Cade had closed it from there. Cassidy, just stayed in that room, thinking to herself, while Steve, and Cade near the bench. Once there, Cade sat down apon the end, and lie down. Moving his hands to the points apon the bar, in which were right.
End of Action.

Cade Silver:*Still breathing hard, moving under the bar fully now.* How much weight are you planning on warming up with, is it slightly reasonable?

Steve Silver: I was thinking maybe around three hundred or so. Seeing that we don't have much time, we are going to move up quickly, and do less of the reps that usual. Instead of doing 5 sets, and ten reps, I'm taking off two of the sets, keeping the reps at the usual number? Ok?

Action. Cade nod abit, and take grasp apon the grips of the bar where he was supposed to, and brought the bar up, and brought down slowly, touching the tip of his chest, and slowly brought it up. Allowing a cool, smooth breath to pass his thin pale lips as he done so. The camera pull back, and fade to Black...





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