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Date Posted: 20:23:59 03/31/00 Fri
Author: oh
Subject: oh



(Scene opens in a dark room, its a hotel suite there is an extra large King size bed with breifcases some open papers everywhere, the camera pans over them from above, One flashes a brilliant flash of yellow as it is filled with solid gold bars! Another one is packed with cash some American, some Japanese Yen. there is a black lap top computer sitting on the night stand, the current page is of a bank account the balance is currently zero. The camera pans around the room the phone on the other nightstand is wired into a scrambler and encrypter. There are rather large men in suits standing at either side of the window, another man is posted at the door he is larger then the other men Asian, wearing a black suit and sliver tie, a bit chubby with very short cut silver hair, with a long sliky moustache (picture Rikishi in a suit kinda) on all these men we can see sidearm pistols, they're standing at attention not moving or saying a word, there is almost dead silence except a slight hissing sound. The camera moves around and we focus in on the bathroom, steam is creeping out through the bottom crack.we hear someone perhaps singing it is too muffled to be made out. The hissing of the shower stops, we hear the man more now, singing in a Mogol Turkish dialect. Some ancient hymn! The door opens and out walks the behemoth of a man he has to duck not to hit his head on the door jam. he has a light golden skin mucles rippling and twitching with every slight movement he is a perfect genetic specimen. His black beard and Moustache freshly trimmed and his long black locks tied up off his shoulders. Only covered in a white towel he looks over too his men with a serious look they all nod to him.)



Temujin: Have we received word?

Umar: No My Khan.

Temujin: These boys at the Pentagon are quite tardy for military men. Are you sure we have not made a mistake?

Umar: Sir, we have the whole floor sealed off all calls coming into any room on this floor are all wired to this room. The secure line were using hasn't been active this whole time. There is no fault on our part.

Temujin: Check I want to be sure!

Umar: My Khan! we've done this 3 times already I am positive.

Temujin: I care not, check again none the less!

(Umar looks a bit unhappy he orders the two other men out to check.)

Temujin walks back in the bathroom and comes out wearing some flanel pants, he walks over to the window and draws open the drapes, we're on the third floor of a Washington DC hotel. This can be determined as we are looking out over Capital hill the Capitol building is in the distance, the Washington Monuement towers in the distance all illuminated by huge spotlights. He looks down there are men at the entrance of the building and at every corner. Temujin carefully watches all of them, he looks over to the building across the street there is two men with binoculars watching everything around a Sniper on the roof is loaded up as well, Temujin gives them a wave of the finger to acknowledge them. Soon we begin to see the big picture all these men are an extravagent network pretty much secretly controlling a whole block of DC. Temujin closes the drapes and walks over to the computer staring at the unchanged screen.)

Temujin: These Army boys better not be playing around with Me, I don't have the time or the resources to be playing games with these fools!

Umar: I don't belive they would sir.

Temujin: Ahh! I can't stand this late as usual.

(The two men come back into the room)

Man: All is correct, its all in perfect working order.

(Temujin seems to ease up a bit)

Man: Sorry to ask sir but we've been standing around for hours you mind if we turn on the televison?

Temujin: Very Well, this seems to be going nowhere.

(Temujin walks off and starts to go over some papers consentrating very seriously, the men both pull up chairs and turn on the televison, they flick through the channels finally stopping on Gauntlet of the FWA the two men start to get into it getting a bit louder and making sound effects with each blow. The comotion catches Temujin's attention his eyebrow comes up and he begins to watch.)

Temujin: What do you call this?

Man: Oh! Its the FWA. Fuedal Wrestling Alliance. Its great!

(The Bubba Calhoun Vs Kurgan match is currently being played)

Temujin: These men they are engaged in combat?

Man: Yeah they wrestle to see who is the best.

Temujin: What? What is there Motivation? Why do they fight?

Man: For the Money!! Man!! They get paid tons of Cash some make Millions. And for the Gold! If your the Champion the make Mega Money!!!

Temujin: Hmmm. ...... Intresting!

(Temujin begins to watch with much more intrest, we see Bubba already battered giving Kurgan pitty pat blows trying to get back in the match.)

Temujin: This is pathetic!!!

Man: What These guys are world class fighters!?!

Temujin: I can't believe anyone would pay to see this abomination! These men are no warriors even the Victor had such obvious flaws one of my field scouts could handle him! Simply pathetic!!!!!

Man: Maybe you should, go sir?

(Temujin nods a bit if thinking, The high piched ring of the phone breaks his train of thought, Umar who is standing by the phone picks it up and answers it)

Umar: It is for you my Khan!

Temujin: It is about time (grabs the phone) Hello! (pause) So the transfer has occured? (pause, Temujin goes over to the computer and sees that indeed a transfer has been made.) So when will these arms be accessible? (pause) Outstanding! You have your first payment, I will be leaving you with your second payment shortly then the deal will be done! (pause) yes, I understand you position on this. No Information will be devulged, you have my word!(pause) Thank You, for you business Bye Bye! (hangs up)

Temujin: (clinches fist and shakes it) We Got It!!!! The deal is done, now we must move fast! Umar inform the others lets start packing up I want to be out of here with in the hour. Umar you leave get the balance and leave it in room #33 in the closet, and as soon as we're gone, you make the call to let the Men know where they can find there papers and money!

Umar: Yes Sir!

(people some what standing around)

Temujin: Well what are you waiting for lets Move!!

(people scatter as Temujin glances back over to the TV with a smug look on his face the Scene slowly fades out and into a new one its of a black Chevy Blazer with tinted windows driving down the street nothing really that stands out about it on the outside but on the inside is a different story inside the car is Temujin all dressed up in a suit his hair braided back in a pony tail wearing sunglasses, he is in the back seat Umar is on his right. another man in a suit is driving the car. They are on there way to the airport, driving through the streets of DC. )

Temujin: Turn down this street!

Driver: Wha..

Temujin I Said Turn Down This Street!!! (pointing to the street coming up)

Driver: Yes sir! but what about the others?

Temujin: What about them they can make it on there own! They do not need me for everything.

(Driver nods and turns at the light, about 5 cars who were behind them just stop in the intersection confused finally the cars waiting behind them honk causing them to move on. The Blazer makes its way down Roosevelt Ave..)

Temuijin: Pull over here.



(The car stops in front of a tall high rise all covered in Black reflective glass. There are a few white vans outside with with some men in painters overalls eating lunch. The doors pop open and out steps Temujin, he fixes his suit and tightens his tie, then removes his sunglasses and puts them in his pocket. The Workers stare wide eyed at the man, you don't see men Temujin's and Umar's size everyday. They walk into the building on the Large Glass doors is the FWA logo in Gold. It looks pretty empty kinda dusty, we hear drills and hammering going on men somewhere down the hall. Temujin's scans the room. He sees a desk with a sign reading receptonist. He walks over a man is sitting there dozing off in the chair. Temujin rings the little silver bell waking the man up!)

Man: wha.. Whoa. Who are you!?!

Temujin: I am Temujin, decendent of the Great Genghis Khan! Rightful ruler of all of the Mongul Empire! I have come to inquire about your promotion here!

Man: Well, I don't have any Idea what the hell your talking about, you must have the wrong place!

(looks a little confused)

Temujin: Is this not the Fuedal Wrestling Association?

Man: Yeah! Thats what it says on the door sport!

Temujin: Then you must know of what I am talking about, I wish to talk with your superior!

Man: Hey your looking at him right here I'm the foreman of this operation!

(Temujin looks thorughly confused now.)

Temujin: Alright Good Sir, I am not here to play games, so would you please tell me more about this Promotion!?!

Man: Hey I don't know what the hell your talking about!!

Temujin: Either you consider yourself a comedian, or you are a complete Idiot, I don't see how you could be in charge of anything. You don't seem to know much of anything!

Man: OH! an Idiot Ay!!

(The raucaus at the front desk has attracted the attention of 3 other workers there, the come to take a closer look.)

Worker: Hey Boss, whats going on! Who is that?

Man: I don't know this jerk just called me an Idiot, he walked in here like he owned the place. Says he's a Mongrel or something!

(Temujin's face tenses up and he stares dead into the man's eyes, then grabs him by his shirt and pulls him over the Desk.)

Temujin: Do I look Like an Animal to YOU!?!

(The Man jerks himself away)

Man: Hey! Guys get over here we got a tough Guy!

(the three guys come over they pick up there tools one man has a hammer the other two just pick up some piping.)

Temujin: You are making a grave mistake!

Man: Oh what can't back it up now!

(Temujin pops his neck snaping his head from side to side, he then adjusts the cuffs around his wrist, he then motions for the man to bring it with his fingers. The man charges him and Temujin just side steps and moves just slightly but the man completely misses him and falls on his face. One of the other men come running at him with a hammer but he is immediatly intercepted by Umar with a vicious spear that send him slamming to the hard marble floor. The other man returns to his feet and charges again Temujin stands there waiting and at the last second spins around effortlessly and catches the man with an elbow to the back of the head as he is going past, he goes crashing into the desk splintering it pieces. The other men both come running too, with pipes Temujin catches one by the throat and uses his own momentum to lift him with one arm and crashing through the newly redone wall, the other man swings and actually connects hitting Temujin in his arm, Umar grabs him Temujin pulls him away from Umar. Furious he has been hit he lifts him over his head in a military press and sends him flying up a flight of stairs (up not down) he hits hard and then tumbles all the way back down, to the floor, he is then hoisted up by his hair and flung into the wall with his co-worker. Temujin brushes himself off as if nothing has happened puts on his glasses and they walk out the door. Then we see the black Blazer pull off! the Scene fades from color to black and white and all of a suddern Static and Snow is seen from a Tv Screen. The Camera pans back and we are in the office of Parker Andrews. They have just been watching the video footage of what the security cameras had caught, Parker is sittling in a Executive Leather Chair, two Police officers are standing behind him watching with him. The lights come back on and Parker rotates his chair around.)

Parker: Well GentleMan! I don't know what to Tell you I've never seen him before in my life!

Officer: Ok, Well we got nothing, nobody seems to know anything, all we got is some busted up construction workers babbling about Genghis Khan or something!

Parker: Well I am sorry I couldn't be of more help to you guys. Do you mind if I have a copy of this? You know to see what I can do, maybe some of our other people might know.

Officer: Sure. Sure go ahead and keep that one we have it under file down at the department.

Parker: Great!

Officer: Well thank you for your time.

Parker: No Problem.

(The Officers leave and Parker quickly calls in a few of his staff into the room, he rewinds the video for them to see, they watch all are shocked at what they have just seen. Parker then starts to address them.)

Parker: Now, I have no idea who this is, but he came into our old offices and was looking for something. I don't care what we have to do, where we have to go I want this guy found! I want him offered a contract on site whatever he wants, he has it, within resonable means. Now whoever finds him and signs him will get one hell of a bonus. Get on this ASAP!

(They all seem very excited)

Parker: All we have to go on is some crap about Genghis Khan! Don't ask me anything else I don't have anything! Lets get on this! You're all dissmissed.

(They all rush out of the office on a great search for the mystery man the scene fades with Parker enjoying the Video over and over, with a smile on his face.)

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