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Date Posted: 20:18:35 06/18/03 Wed
Author: No name
Subject: Re: 123
In reply to: 's message, "Re: 123" on 17:30:59 06/16/03 Mon

{Emotions take many forms, taking hold and revenging even the simplest of individuals. When good, moments are memorable and pleasurable, yet if it turns to evil, everything becomes twisted with distortions....

....We fade into an abandoned warehouse by the looks of it. Though it was restructured from within in the looks of a training facility for athletes. Weights everywhere, punching bags too, and a ring in the centered on one of the walls, which a man is seen sitting head down with left leg up and his right underneath, arms folded upon his left knee. As we approach this fellow we see that all this equipment has been used vary rarely within recent days, even months. Wearing only worn-out jeans, a white tank top, black boots and a black overcoat, this man seems very depressed, lifting his head while smoothing his long black hair out of his face it�s revealed it�s Mike Allen, a very depressed man indeed. With this we dive again into Mike�s psyche....}

Allen: Convenient isn�t it?....�it� being what exactly?....you should know quite well....how it�s always you who every so called superstar decides not to show up, not even saw one measly word concerning any of your up incoming matches since your return....Quite the conundrum yes....why? I�m definitely curious....You�re asking the right person....You son....you are a beast released into a civilized setting without a scrap to eat for days....certainly a disaster waiting to happen....ever since Emily left....

{Mike�s face turns from stone to a regretful sorrow, briefly, straight to that if anger.}

Allen: ....You are NOT going to start with this now, not with me you�re not!....Then why are you here?....

{With a sudden jolt we are blinded by a white light, which fades into a �rejuvenated� warehouse, which seems to be within the past. The whole place is bustling with people going to and fro, �pumping iron� and training. Within the ring Mike Allen and another man are sparing. Standing next to the ring is Emily cheering on Mike. This goes on for a few moments before an older fellow outside of the ring calls out for the two to stop and take a break. Mike hops out of the ring and goes over to Emily. He opens is arms that asks �How was I doing?�}

Emily: Looking better then ever. By no time you�ll be getting that call.

Allen: {In more of a questioning voice}Boy this �Top Gun� should�ve gotten that call a hell of long time ago, not getting enough pay checks.

{Both put their arms around each other}

Emily: I�ll tell you this much, either way you�ll still be my �Top Gun.�

{Mike bends down and they both kiss, which then the white flash appears again then we come back to now where Mike is to the point of bursting with tears as he is standing up against a turnbuckle, head on top of it. While turning around he shouts out....}

Allen: WHY? WHY? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?

{....no response....}

Allen: DAMN YOU! F**K YOU STRAIGHT TO HELL! I�LL SHOW EVERYONE THAT I MEAN BUSINESS, CHASE WILL BE VARY SORRY FOR EVER BEING ASSOCIATED WITH TLS JUST YOU SEE! TLS STOLE HER AWAY FROM ME!....YOU�LL SEE, EVERYONE WILL SEE THAT I�M NO JOKE.

Allen: You ever figure you two might never have meant to be together?....Neeevvveer....Friday....use this anger on M. J. Keenan....On that freak?.....yes....on that freak....you know he doesn�t respect you, no one within the ICWF does....use that anger....use ituse that anger on Chase....Bad Blood is up incoming....use that exact anger to extract your revenge reserved for TLS on Chase since he�s the closest to your goal....

{Mike jumps out of the ring and walks a few steps towards a punching bag set up about ten feet away from the ring. Mike opens the left flap of his coat, with his right hand he grabs into what seems to be a holster, and takes out a Revolver. Aiming at the bag he snarls a hateful �Die you f**king clown!� just before the gun goes off with a blast, another, another, another, another, and finally another.....Mike continues to pull the trigger before realizing it�s out of bullets. With a twitch of a side of his mouth he walks off moaning for his lost love Emily. We move towards the bag which is swinging back and forth, yet it�s a picture that catches our eye. Just visible from the five bullet holes, it�s a picture of TLS and Chase....yet it�s another that just seen on the ground, it�s one of Emily, with a bullet hole through it....

....Emotions....the true running force of any individual. In many cases emotions can drive a man insane to the point of unreality and confusion, to himself, even to others....With such uncertainty within Mike�s life will he be able to confront Jason Chase? Only time will tell.....}

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