Shiru Vanchiez: Well, well, well. Lookie who it is. It�s the �future�, the man who came and attacked me right before my match last week. What might we be doing Cade?
The fans give a pop, as Cade turns around, wearing now a thin smirk, and shook his head, taking the lid off of the bottle of water, with his left hand, the right, holding with a curling, tight grip. And holds it, right before placing it between his lips.
Cade Silver: Ah, it�s the gook. Well, if you can look at me enough, and keep your eyes open wide enough to take in what is around you, you can see that I�m lounging about, before my match with Tide, getting a little bit of cold water. Do you have a problem with that man?
Shiru Vanchiez: I don�t have a problem, well, that is, until last week. Right before I had my match, you found it inside of yourself, to attack me right before it. And well, putting aside all of the racial bigotry, you�re really a nice guy, and I respect you. But that, was totally uncalled for. And for that, I owe you�
Cade Silver: You don�t owe me shit, and I didn�t even attack you. I was in the back, in the locker-room, with my brother. And aside from that fact, you got more then even, you attacked me, while I was down, after my match, with Chris York.
Shiru Vanchiez: You�cannot fool me Cade Silver, I know you better than anyone in this place, would ever know. And I know how people attack, and how things are done. That little ambush last week, was my way of saying, thank you. Because of that little push that you have given me, I�m really going to show you, why fear was experienced.
The crowd pops loudly, and Cade puts the bottle of water down, Shiru turns around, and Cade steps to the side, looking like he was going to make an attempt, to attack him from behind. Shiru, with the keen senses like he had, was turned around, before Cade even had the chance, to even change his mind.
Shiru Vanchiez: Boy, you may think that you have everything now, but you�re nothing. You�ve been in the ring, with maybe the bests in this place, but that still doesn�t make you better than me. The third round will come my friend, and you will know why I destroy careers.
Cade Silver: Ah, that match will come, huh? Well, from what I can recall, we�ve already had that match, what, twice? And each time, I don�t remember you being able to walk out of that arena, on your own two feet.
Shiru shoot his head, and mumbled something, and turned his back, preparing to walk away, Cade placed his hand on his back, and spun him around, but before he could open his mouth, Shiru planted his fist into Cade�s face, and sent him stumbling a bit. Cade shook his head, showing a sign of pain, but he spit a bit of blood aside, and chuckled, now spitting the next in his face. Somehow, Vanchiez was able to hold his temper, and smirk, shaking his head, and walked off.
Cade Silver: Just remember that Shiru, I wasn�t the man who attacked you, and that was a promise. But if you start walking around this place, acting like you�re the bread of the family, then people will actually think you�re for real, and the dragon will have to take another nap, like he did last time.
Shiru ignored him, only simply clutching his fists tightly down, bringing a small, hardly able to be seen, stream of blood, from each palm. But somehow, kept his cool, and only laughed, in the same, sadistic way, that he always did. The scene fades to black.