'A Changing Man'

Part II

The scene opens in a rather quiet undisclosed location with a heavy wind blowing everything around outside. Cold rain is also pouring down onto the empty streets below, as from guessing, the viewer can tell this is some sort of ghetto. Looking inside the room, it is rather normal looking with a small television set blaring out a repeat of 'Jerry Springer'. Sitting on the black couch which the pillows and leather on the couch have been worn out is a large black man with short black hair flicking the television channels on and off while taking nachos out from a large bag and chomping on them, the crumbs and things getting all over his face. Suddenly, we hear a rapping from the door, and the man stands up and slowly moves to the door.

We see the man acknowledge the people at the door and he walks inside and waits for the people to walk inside the small living room. The people are identified as Kent Strong, also known as 'The Baron', Travis Williams, also known as 'Smith' and Nicky Mills, the leader of their drugs business. Mills is wearing a bright white suite with black sunglasses while Travis and Kent are dressed in coats and baseball caps to protect their identities.

Kent Strong: How's business, Trey?

The man walks over to his couch and then going onto his knees, he reaches under the couch and then pulls out an object. The object turns out to be a black suitcase. After using the dial and entering the code for the case, he opens it up and reveals a wad sum of cash in there.

Trey: Yo, what the fuck is up wit this shit? I been waitin on yo ass for almost two months now.

Nicky Mills: We've been busy.

Shootin up foo's?

No. Taking care of stuff up and down. We're still running a business, Trey, despite what you might think.

Travis Williams: Oh, and tell your hood boys to back the fuck off. I'm sick of these dickheads.

I don't control those guys. So that ain't my problem.

So... are you ready to take this on, Trey?

Don't forget to watch yourself around here. It's not a nice place.

Hey, I have this hood by the balls, man. Nothin's gonna happen to me here.

Mills goes inside his suit pocket and pulls out a silencer gun and holds it straight in front of Trey's eyes, with a smile on his face.

Sure about that, Trey?

What the fuck, man?!?!

We're here to inform you that your time is up with us. You have too much heat around you, and I'm not about to let you take this on. Your the type of person that would rat on us.

Should have got the message when we didn't answer back.

Nicky grins and takes out a cigarette and puts it in his mouth with his one hand. Then he takes a lighter and lights the cigerette, all using one hand while the gun is still pointed at Trey's forehead.

Sorry, Trey. It's just business. Your heat, and I like to be cold.

The trigger is pulled and the bullet pierces straight through Trey's forehead, ripping straight into his brain and killing him instantly. The man falls straight to the floor and blood has been splattered all over the place. Mills shakes his head and picks up the briefcase and closes it.

And please, the next time you make a code for a briefcase, Trey, don't use your birthday, you moron.

Now what?

I guess we're finished here, gentlemen. Let's go before the guys outside get curious.

I mean business wise. We have the other families looking down on us. This shit is going to get us killed.

Who cares? They can't touch us.

Tell me, what makes you so sure about that?

Because I...

Suddenly the cell phone of Nicky Mills begins blaring out 'Ghetto Gospel' by Tupac and looks at the identity of the caller.

He finally decided to call me.

Who?

Mills holds the cell phone to his ear and begins to speak into it.

Hey. So... you got everything?

The person on the other end of the phone talks into it before Mills begins laughing.

Nobody will see shit. Andrea and Cid can bust a gut all they want, but I still had power in TNT and it's just taken this long to get you a contract.

More silence while Kent and Travis look on.

Relax. The stuff you had to endure has made you richer. Vetalo's back in UWA trying to figure out how to win on his own without my help. I made his career, not him. Same with his pussy friend, Rollin Thunder. Your stinking fucking rich, man. Enjoy it. And I guess it's been long enough for you to spend your insurance money wisely. So how much was it for?

Nicky listens in longer before laughing out loud.

Holy shit! That's good money. Well, I guess your 'new' contract will benefit you more as well.

And again, we try to hear the person on the other line, but it's inaudible. Mills shakes his head and takes a puff of his cigarette.

Connections? What connections? People are too dumb to figure it out. But I assume that you'll be even richer if what happens at Sunday really happens. But even if it doesn't happen, your still a rich guy. That piece of shit is always going to be lowlife scum. Is he going to be even around in a year's time? Nah. Me and you, we'll be living like kings. He'll still be trying to figure out what the hell he did wrong in his pathetic career. Listen, you kind of caught me at a bad time, tell me if you have any problems, and I'll be happy to stick that bitch and her lackey in the other direction. I'll catch you later.

Mills hangs up the phone and turns back to his business partners.

We're done.

Mind telling us what that was about?

Nothing. Let's take the case and go.

Taking the suitcase full of cash, Mills then begins to walk out of the apartment. Travis takes the bag of potato chips and the three men make their way out as the scene slowly fades to darkness.

Yet again, we appear at the graveyard where we last saw Nicky Mills in his dream talking to his brother, Mark Mills, and Kent Strong, along with the man who Mills physically attacked, Jonny Fly. This time, Mills is alone once again and the wind continues to blow heavily against the leaves which scatter all over the place.

A figure appears in front of Mills and he immediately recognizes him.

So... this is where you've been after I shot the shit out of you.

The man is Robert Colitri, the victim of the 'Venetian' casino heist who was killed at his apartment after he tried to hide.

You stole everything from me.

Well, I guess you shouldn't have been such a prick and shoot up my cargo.

It was business. But I guess you and your friend coming to my casino and destroying it wasn't enough. You stole my money and destroyed my casino, and made Las Vegas your drug ground.

Duh.

Santino Lunacchio appears next to Robert Colitri and the two men sneer as Mills stares at both of them.

Hey Sonny. How's hell?

You stupid motherfucker. Did you really think that killing my father would revenge your dear old brother?

I'm not dead. You are. Where's Daddy, Sonny?

Well, that's the thing.

Well, he should be here with you, unless he's hiding from me.

But this happens to be the place where dead people arrive. And he isn't here. So I guess that means that he's still alive.

Nicky looks horrified and steps away from them.

Oh, but don't take our word for it. He's just waiting to send you here. He's lucky he can still walk.

Bullshit.

I'm afraid not...

Kent Strong appears behind him and Mills swings around while Santino and Colitri dissapear into thin air.

You and Jonny took him to the woods to burn him, but he happened to live.

No! That's not possible.

Nicky, he's alive. And he's just waiting for you to fuck up so he can kill you. You need my help.

You? Help? No, I help myself.

And where has that led you? Nowhere. Your a two time World title failure. Even Thunder and Vetalo can hold their belts.

But you forget I made Vetalo keep that belt.

Pah. That may be true. But you lost your titles both time. And now you hold the Eurasian title? Is that supposed to impress people?

I...

Kent interrupts him by laughing at him. Mills clenches his fist and tries to hit him, but Kent disappears. He then appears next to him.

Your fucking pathetic. Your a sheep that uses violence to get his way.

Fuck you!

Huh? I made you beat up Jonny Fly. I toyed with your mind to make you do it. I want you to understand that you can't continue to live the way that you do. Look at what happened to you with Billy Dee and the Disciples. The Nicky Mills I knew would have torn him apart, but you became a cocky bitch and you let yourself be fucked with.

No... No, your lying!

Lying would be telling you that your the best around at this current time. No, you need me to help you. I can help you fight against the morons that surround the company. Reed Harrington, Eric Baxter, Macintosh Rogers, Billy Dee, Nic Totopoulous, they are obstacles we must fight and destroy. If you want the World title, you must fight for it. The champion has already taken attention to our actions. We hit him where it hurts.

If Christian wins, I have to face Jeremy.

Then you must win this match. Take Christian out by...any...means...necessary.

Any means necessary?

Terminate....his career. By any means necessary.

Kent Strong then disappears as a fog begins to cover the graveyard. It then plunges into darkness with interruption.

Nicky Mills' eyes open quickly in his hotel room in Las Vegas, Nevada. It is around four o'clock in the morning and the night is still dark, despite it almost being morning. Mills wipes the sweat off his face and then looks at his surroundings.

Fuck... What's happening to me?

Mills then lies back on the bed as the scene slowly fades out to darkness.