[- Showdown #1 -]

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."

Title	Record Under The Name of Cade Silver	Next Opponent	Stipulation
Back and ready for paine.	10-1-0	War Machine	Xtreme Rules. Single fall.

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[Action.]
The scene opens in the back of a limo, where Cade silver is currently skimming over a piece of paper. Sullen eyes rolling back and forth, over one sentence in partcular.
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||-||\Cade Silver:/||-|| These people do not know a champion when they see him. I have my reasons for not being at top condition, but I will not shun them apon the Earth. All I have to say, is congratulations to Shawn Taylor, and to Stephen Blood. Each of these individuals did fine, and more than exspected. Shiru wouldn't bother to give them that, but that is Shiru. As for the rest of those losers, I wouldn't put anymore effort against them. All I'm worried about right now, is the Machine. Worrying? No. Of course not. There are two vertues that make a true warrior, and that is patience, and time, Mr. Dragon Man.

[Action.]
Cade smirks at the end, and tosses the papers apon the empty seat next to him, and sets back. Sighing deeply, the camera pans right, to the side of the car, to show the road passing under the car. Not many words are spoken for a few minutes, when the car comes to a stop. And Cade steps out slowly, looking around abit. And stood before a small building
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||-||\Cade Silver:/||-|| This is the day, that Cade Silver begins training once more. To slide from the slump that has been given, and make more, out of less, that has been given to me. War Machine, is a Legend, and yet, I don't see how he got this far in this company. People like him, need to be jabbling at those car auctions you see on tv, with the brainless people of the poupulation. He is not fit to take his stride into the ring, and for this, I will shoot him down, and end his longingly career, like I did ole' Buster.

[Action.]
Cade walks forward, and the car drives off. Once he reaches the door, extended his right hand, and took the small knob into his large palm, and slowly turned it, pushing it open. Inside, were around four people, which all greated him. One, that stood in the far left, near the squatting bracket, was firmular. He wore long blond hair, tied at the back, and resembled Cade.
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+=|Steve Silver:|=+ Cade. Long time no see. Really didn't exspect you around here on such short notice. And perhaps, on the lack of communication on these last few months. Watched your match...you didn't get far, actually anywhere. You need help.
||-||\Cade Silver:/||-|| I don't 'need' anything. I want to become stronger, and be back at top psyical shape. You seen what happened to me. I was beaten by, it shouldn't have happened.

[Action.]
Steve nods, holding a satisfied look on his face, as Cade begun to walk on, to the dumbell rolls. Two rolls, starting from eight pounds, and ranges all the way up to one twenty. Cade took a fifty into each hand, and begun to curl each. Steve walks up behind him.
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+=|Steve Silver:|=+ You're afraid...of what could happen. Afraid of what happened to dad, arn't you?

[Action.]
Cade grunts, not used to doing his weigh. Eyes rolled back to the side, listening to the constant nagging, and smirked, shakeing his head abit. Eyes drifing close, pumping the weight harder, until he completed a set of eight.
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||-||\Cade Silver:/||-|| I told you Steve, I am afraid of no one. And I serioulsy mean it, I'm not afraid of anything. I will become the future of this company, I will be given another shot, I'll have to prove myself to Phan and Evil, but once I do, I'll take it. Last time, I tossed it aside, this time will be diffrent. I will crumble anyone that steps in my way, and that is a promise.
+=|Steve Silver: |=+ I know that Cade, but anyways. We need to get started, your match is only a days away. I've been keeping my eyes peeled to the tv...So far, no sign of the Machine, you're crystal clear right here.

[Action.]
Steve nodded, and lay back apon the bench, and does a few reps, of dumbell bench press, a few small beads of sweat forming apon his large forehead. Once he had finished, he stood slowly, turning to the tv in the corner, keeping his eyes glued to the tv. He viewed a few commericals about the Election, and smirked faintly, turning back around to Steve.
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||-||\Cade Silver:/||-|| What will you do, if you don't want either of those fools running the company? I understand the fact of the going, but I don't particularly care for either of them. All I care, is that I get shit done, and accomplish what I need to, and that's all I want. I really could care less, if fucking Shiru Vanchiez ran this place, but when don't need a damn chink now do we?

[Action.]
Steve nods abit, and cracks abit of a smile, as Cade took the weight into his underarms, and stood, setting them back into the rack, not makeing the slightest sound. Taking a small step back, less than a foot, his eyes retreated back into the face of the tv, and seen a few shots from last weeks ShowDown. Smirking at this, he turns his back, and begins towards the water fountin. He hears something about the Xtreme Icon, and turns around.
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||-||\Cade Silver:/||-|| Hmmm. A mystery in it's own, but yet, inside, I know what it's about. I'm sure than whatever Phan has up his sleeve, or whatever the hell that is, will be long worth the wait, and the sweat.

[Action.]
Smirking, made his way to the drinking fountain, and lean forward, taking a sip of the coldness, and pulled back, hearing footsteps, and a voice behind him, calling his name. Turning around, to see that it had been a female, who sttod at around five foot, and seven inches, with long, blond hair, like Steve. With a slender build.
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::/\~Cassidy Silver:~/\:: Hey Cade...sorry I havn't really been around..but hey...It's a new season...new beginning. I really hated seeing what happened to you last week, but I guess you just wern't prepared. Just the more reason to make you bigger, and more of an unstopable force.

[Action.]
Cade nods, looking up still, and then to Cassidy. Giving a noteication, to follow, he approached the bench once more, and sat apon the tip of it, and grabbed the two barbells again, and shruged his shoulders, holding the grip in the palm of his hand tightly.
[End of Action.]
||-||\Cade Silver/||-|| Ahh, shit happens sis, have to keep that in mind. But anyways, as for that minor loss, I really don't plan for it to happen aghain, so there really isn't nothing at all to worry about. Except for when I end War Machine's so called, 'legacy.'

[Action.]
The two begin to socialize, and speak for a few moments. And Steve appraoches, nodding slowly, to what they were saying. The feed from the camera is lost, and the camera blurs. Once it focuses, Cade is standing, with the fuzzy background.
Cade: "That's it bitch, stick around later."
He reaches his hand, and smacks the camera, the image fades to black slowly, with a blur......
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Time: 7:33 P.m
Date: 9/9/04
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