The Saga Continues

["The Madman" Ebon]

[glow=limegreen,2,300]The Saga Continues[/glow]

(The scene opens with Ebon sitting on the trunk of his rental car in a black thermal and jeans outside of the IWC Arena.)

Ebon: Jimmy, you think this is going to be the biggest match of my career? Homeboy your sorely mistaken, you’re talking to a man that headlined Strangle Mania in a World Title Match. This, this is a footnote in the history of my career. You will be beaten so soundly this will be remembered as an afterthought in my career, but it will be remembered as the day your career took a downturn.

(Ebon takes out a cigarette and lights it with his zippo)

Ebon: I hear your looking for a dog fight; you want to get into a slug fest, with me? I must’ve hit you harder then I fuckin’ thought with that chair. I know you’ve seen me wrestle, and I know you’ve seen me in a fight. You must know this is a bad idea James, don’t come wearing gloves, and don’t come with your fists taped. Come with a knife, come with a gun. Because that’s the only fucking way you’re walking out of that ring breathing. Kill or be killed Jimmy, and unless you have help, you can’t kill me.

(Ebon motions to someone off screen and Charlie runs in with two beers in his hand, Ebon takes one and shoos Charlie away, opens it and takes a few sips)

Ebon: You’ve even decided to talk to the boys in the back, trying to warn them against attacking you like I did. If I were you Jimmy I wouldn’t even worry about it, because after Sunday you won’t be around for a very long time. Last show was just a taste, just a glimpse of what I am capable of, and Sunday I paint my masterpiece. You won’t be around for a very long time, and hospital security is usually pretty good, I wouldn’t worry about being attacked in the ICU.

(Ebon finishes the beer and drops the smoldering cigarette butt inside the can and throws it into the street)

Ebon: Your empty promises don’t scare anyone Jimmy, you look at me and my career and you see a history of violence that makes that shitty Viggo Mortensen movie look like a fucking Disney cartoon.

(Ebon again motions to Charlie)

Ebon: Charlie, get in the car we’re gonna go to the new place.

(Charlie hops into the car, as does the camera and after some driving Ebon arrives at a Long Island warehouse, and everyone exits the car)

Ebon: This is my “headquarters” I don’t have a fancy name for it yet or some bullshit organization to house in it. This building is my new state of the art training facility and where I house all the Ebon merchandise.

(Ebon leads Charlie and the camera crew into the warehouse, inside is a state of the art gym, complete with a ring, octagon cage, free weights, and various machines intended to improve one’s cardio.)

Ebon: Jimmy this is all for you. You have no idea how hard I have worked for this victory. Charlie has spent the last week mopping up the blood, sweat, and tears of sparring partners with unfortunate task of emulating you. I worry that you doubt me, that you believe that I am making empty promises, that perhaps you’ve forgotten what I am capable of. I would say that I am going to give you a reminder this week, but after I’m through with you your going to barely remember your name, because I will KNOCK YOU THE FUCK OUT!

(Ebon pushes the camera crew out of the door way and slams the door shut)