Post by Icon Lord Sean "Magic" Fiery on Dec 28, 2001 12:18:18 GMT -6
The day is now coming alive as the sun rises from a mountain in the distance. The air is cool, but with the fresh desert sent and clear blue skies making the day seem to be a nice one. The scene zooms backwards till the camera is revealed to be on a balcony. The camera then moves over a little, showing Magic and Steph wrapped in a big blanket, close to each other as they watch the desert sunrise. The two lovers then begin to kiss for moments. They release their sign of love, Steph going inside the house as Magic waits outside.
Magic: I love that woman. From her beautiful lips to her perfect figure, she is not that of a woman, but a goddess.
Weston: Sounds like a sign of strong love.
Weston Bentley peers around the corner of the balcony door. Magic turns around, not knowing who spoke at first. He then grins and motions Bentley his way.
Magic: So Weston, how are things going? The wife, the kids?
Weston: Just fine. We had a nice Christmas, nothing to complain about. You are awfully kind these days, and I can see why. But you know, this past week, you seem to be misleading us with your surprise. Everyone thought you were going to go back with Crystal.
Magic: Yes I know. But, we aren't. Like I said, we are good friends nothing more. Her and Billy have a great relationship and I wouldn't interfere with that. Steph and I have an even stronger relationship, and I am sure she trusts me to the fullest now. Knowing Steph though, you can't tell what she is thinking.
Weston: I know where you are coming from. Well, I am going to get down to business. I know you have seen Monarch's latest words towards you and they weren't too kind if you ask me. What are your thought on the "butterfly", as you call him, and his not so friendly words?
Magic: I can't blame him for being so verbally mad. I mean, jealousy is usually the first step to going ballistic. And I know why he is jealous. It is the fact that I am far better than what he claims to be. I have made a name for myself in the past six months here in GZW, and all he has done is flash his HKWF World Championship around, the one thing he doesn't have to pride over anymore. He is only but old news. And yes, the butterfly has spoke of unfriendly words towards me, but so what! I won't let a few "fucks" get to me!
Weston: Now what about his statement about the last man standing match. He says you aren't even a man, and he is.
Magic: Monarch only thinks of himself as a man because back in Hong Kong he WAS the best. Now he steps into another world, where people are far better than him, one being myself. He can't take all of his anger out on me because I am better; he just has to accept the fact that he can't beat me! Monarch is far less than a man. He fights like a woman so what gives him the right to call himself something of the opposite sex? I could care less if he was the king of all butterflies, the lord of Zimbabwe! He is nothing of comparison to me and that my friend is a pure fact. Acceptable Risks dawns nearer; only four days away. Those four days are days that I count down with joy. When it is all over, when Monarch is down on his knees, pleading for the mercy of his career is when he knows what a desert storm truly is.
Weston: Thank you for your time sir. I will be speaking with you after Acceptable Risks, so don't leave without me talking to you.
Magic: OK, bye Weston. Take care.
Weston exits the balcony and into the house. After a few seconds Weston is seen below, getting into his Jaguar. Steph steps back onto the balcony and cuddles back up with her love. The scene comes to a fade as the two walk into the house kissing like animals in heat.
Magic: I love that woman. From her beautiful lips to her perfect figure, she is not that of a woman, but a goddess.
Weston: Sounds like a sign of strong love.
Weston Bentley peers around the corner of the balcony door. Magic turns around, not knowing who spoke at first. He then grins and motions Bentley his way.
Magic: So Weston, how are things going? The wife, the kids?
Weston: Just fine. We had a nice Christmas, nothing to complain about. You are awfully kind these days, and I can see why. But you know, this past week, you seem to be misleading us with your surprise. Everyone thought you were going to go back with Crystal.
Magic: Yes I know. But, we aren't. Like I said, we are good friends nothing more. Her and Billy have a great relationship and I wouldn't interfere with that. Steph and I have an even stronger relationship, and I am sure she trusts me to the fullest now. Knowing Steph though, you can't tell what she is thinking.
Weston: I know where you are coming from. Well, I am going to get down to business. I know you have seen Monarch's latest words towards you and they weren't too kind if you ask me. What are your thought on the "butterfly", as you call him, and his not so friendly words?
Magic: I can't blame him for being so verbally mad. I mean, jealousy is usually the first step to going ballistic. And I know why he is jealous. It is the fact that I am far better than what he claims to be. I have made a name for myself in the past six months here in GZW, and all he has done is flash his HKWF World Championship around, the one thing he doesn't have to pride over anymore. He is only but old news. And yes, the butterfly has spoke of unfriendly words towards me, but so what! I won't let a few "fucks" get to me!
Weston: Now what about his statement about the last man standing match. He says you aren't even a man, and he is.
Magic: Monarch only thinks of himself as a man because back in Hong Kong he WAS the best. Now he steps into another world, where people are far better than him, one being myself. He can't take all of his anger out on me because I am better; he just has to accept the fact that he can't beat me! Monarch is far less than a man. He fights like a woman so what gives him the right to call himself something of the opposite sex? I could care less if he was the king of all butterflies, the lord of Zimbabwe! He is nothing of comparison to me and that my friend is a pure fact. Acceptable Risks dawns nearer; only four days away. Those four days are days that I count down with joy. When it is all over, when Monarch is down on his knees, pleading for the mercy of his career is when he knows what a desert storm truly is.
Weston: Thank you for your time sir. I will be speaking with you after Acceptable Risks, so don't leave without me talking to you.
Magic: OK, bye Weston. Take care.
Weston exits the balcony and into the house. After a few seconds Weston is seen below, getting into his Jaguar. Steph steps back onto the balcony and cuddles back up with her love. The scene comes to a fade as the two walk into the house kissing like animals in heat.
