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JR:Damn look at this crowd..packed into this areana. How do so many people, fit in such a confined space? Well, I know how it works. When the fans arise to meet their favorite wreslter, they'll about do anything...so lets get down to it King....the arrival....of Cade Silver...to his very first Showdown!
King: Finally we get to see some talent in this very ring, that is intill tommorrow night, when Cade is put into the action, up against Jim Minion...a nobody...Crookz...the current owner of the IWE.....and Scholar...someone I could really care less about...A hands down win for Cade i should say. Seeing he won his first match..or atleast would have...if G-Village would have shown up. And for the second..the house show...he took the match alone...Two men..on one. That takes some true talent!
The lights in the areana dimmed, after the King finished his statement. The crowed over flowing with excitement, knew who, and what was coming. A wave of animosity spread over them, seemingly to drop them like flies, as they await breathless, for the soon-to be-Xtreme Champion---I am the Law...by Anthrax hit the P.A system, as at the screen. a video containing Cade was playing, moving along with his music. Down on the ramp, walk Cade, though he could not be seen for the darkness. In less than a minute, the music stop, and the darkness fade. Revealing Cade in the center...the crowd goes wild. To only merly await what this was about.
Cade Silver: Now...to get into buisness...Tommorrow..in this very ring...There will be an Xtreme title tourny...to decide who will face off..against Shawn Tayler...the current Champion, holding the belt. None the less, I have the up most respect for the man...but come game time..out match...he better be running. Because after I'm done hunting his ass down..it's all over....the belt will be around my waist, and he will be put to shame..
Cade walk around the sqaure ring, the mic being lowered to his side, as he await the reaction of the crowed. Which would only seem to cheer more, bringing a small smile to his face. The look on it...seem to show something was moving in his mind. A light was on, and he was thinking..about something, perhaps that should never be known.
JR: Damn I feel sorry for those four men who stand in his way..for now that is...I'm glad I'm only in this sport for commentating, or else I would fear his wrath. Anyone who didn't...wouldn't have a brain to start with...
King: Yeah...right..I know I wouldn't....Cade doesn't look like one of those men, who stays up at the public library reading to little children..he looks more like the violent type...who could easily rip your head off, and throw your ass down in some ditch..Yes, I am would be afraid...Very afraid...
Cade motioned for a chair, and a bottle of water. A bottle of water, came from the side of the ring. Cade caught it, with his right hand, and sat it in the middle of the wring. A chair, was shoved under the bottom rope, while Cade made his way to it, and grab it. The mic was layed down next to the bottle of water, while the chair was pulled out, and slammed next to them both. A chant could be heard over his own thoughts---"Silver sucks, Silver sucks, Silver sucks."....Cade arched a slight brow, and pick up the mic, and speak into it once more.
Cade Silver: Heh Heh Heh...I see there are a still people who hate me with a passion..yet..why do I care? There is no man today...who doesn't have anyone..anyone who hates them, I don't give a fuck who you are. Rather you are Cade Silver..or fucking Jessie Jones..everyone out there has their own favorites...if we all didn't....what would this sport be? All the same?...Well...you have my vote on that damn Cade Silver come tommorrow...
King: Yeah Yeah Yeah. Well you know what Mr. Silver? You have my vote as well...you'll always be number one to me...next to...Puppies! you know..nothing can out do the puppies..never could, and never will. And if you are setting back and wondering...will I always be a nasty, old perverted bastard...well you know what? Yes I will...once a pervert, always a pervert.
Cade look around abit, hearing the crowed quieten down. In his mind, he really didn't care if he was liked or not. Once it got down to it...what he said was nothing more than sheer truth. It made sence...every wrestler had fans, and every one...has a few people, if not hundreds---millions..who wish they would just die. But people over time, change their minds, and move on.
JR: He has his point there, and so do you King...But we need to look into more important things...like what will go into this ring tommorrow, and what will come out...This Showdown, looks very interesting. Me myself..I am really looking forward to two matches...Cade Silver of course...and the Main Event...between Shiru Vanchiez, and Jonathon Marx...
King: What in the hell has happened to you JR? Have you went to the other side or something? How in the hell could you skip over puppies, without going over them...giving some detail or second thought? You're not the same Good Ol' JR you used to be...
The two conversed on that matter, while Cade was getting comfortable in the metal chair. He slid his right hand down to the mat, and clinched the bottle of water in his left hand loosely. While moving the mic back to his mouth, preparing to speak. But before he could, he brought the bottle to his lips, and drank some of the cold, refreshing liquid.
Cade Silver: Whatever in the hell, you and King are talking about...JR is nothing as important as what I'm talking about now...this is some important shit you know...But I'm not the only one who knows this..along with G-Village..I'm not exactly the man to fuck around with...I take no time...I get straight to the point...and eliminate all possibilities...so nothing can get by...I am grabbing this chance..and making it mine...
The two over at the table nod slowly, while the camera return back to Cade, being in the center of attention. He took the water battle in his right hand, and brought it to his pale lips, the liquid sliding down his throat, bringing a bit of a shiver to his bones.
Cade Silver: Come tommorrow....it all will skid violently to a halt. The end is nearing..the count-down has begun to the end of your rain as the Xtreme Champion Taylor...your time is up..there is going to be new law in town...I have watched videos..of your performance..and how you do against others..and I know your weaknessess...and what is your weak points, and I can pin-point them out so easily, I can see it so clearly, and bluntly now...prepare yourself son...for the end...the end is near...
A cold smile strike the face of Cade, as he stood quickly, kicking the chair back quickly. Eyes looking around the areana...into the faces of each and every member of the audience...a growing feel for pain in his vains, as he couldn't find the words to explain. It was surging through his vains, at such incredilbe rates, it was not real, but yet it was. It was drawing him in, he was ready now....but the match was not atleast for another twenty four hours.
Cade Silver: I can see it now...you worthless fucks being droped on your backs...so damn fast you can't even wonder how it happened. And the next morning..you will lie on your bed, and it will hit you like a freight train...only the train was me...the previous night...and you will relize, that any shot you had at the belt, is in my hands...and mine only..the end...is slowly approaching, the countdown has begun, and you have atleast twenty four hours to live..in-fucking-joy...
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Cade toss the mic to the side, and the water as well. The mic hit the table, JR taking it, and setting it out of the way, as the water would hardly bust against the floor, water pouring onto the black ground, or what was left anyways. The P.A system would play the same music, and Video, as Cade vanish into the blackness, beyond the ramp..The scene fading to black....
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