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Date Posted: 17:13:35 07/30/03 Wed
Author: Santiago DeSante
Subject: A brief workout

(Camera comes up as a Dodge Charger pulls up to a large brick building in an industrial section of town. DeSante hops out of the car. He enters the building and the camera pans to revel a gym. Ring in the center. DeSante smiles as he slowly removes his shirt. Bandages still covering his ribs. DeSante heads over to the punching back and begins his kicking exercises.)

DeSante: You’re already boring me Captn. Not a good Idea.

(Desante spins and executes a kick that send the bag flying off the rope)

DeSante: Fuck I’ve fought so many people. So many times for a belt. And not one of them was like you.

(Desante spins and begins shadowboxing)

DeSante: Not once could I truly say I am facing a waste of my time. Not once have I had to check myself from feeling to personal. But you Capt. You take the cake. Your worse than everyone in the federation. I don’t know Komono. I don’t give a shit about him. But you have in your possession what everyone considers to be the pinnacle of greatness, and you just stole it like it was a piece of trash.

(DeSante punches a hole in the wall and roars)


DeSante: Well now you have my attention. Now you have my anger. So many people talked shit, about how DeSante was a myth, How the myth of DeSante was wrong, How last Monday should have been my destruction. Well they got it wrong. They miscalculated. Now I’m back more furious and powerful than ever.

(DeSante sneers as he continues to punch a punching bag at a furious speed)

Desante: You wanna be at the top of the heap. Big house, lots of cars. You want to be a champion. Well then my Buccaneer friend. Fight for it. FIGHT ME FOR IT. I’m standing in you way Fear. I am holding the prize over your head. And when you come for it, I will rip you heart out. I want you to sit there on the floor and to look up and see me standing their and KNOW THAT I did this to you. I was the one who put you in your place. I TORE YOU DOWN!!!

(DeSante stops and breaths)

DeSante: And I will to. I will make a example out of you Fear. I am the angel of vengeance. I am the shadows in the back. I am the bump in the night and the monster in your closet. I am everything you will fear and if you don’t well then your dead.

(he smiles as he looks at the cameras)

DeSante: I am doing you a favor Fear. If I don’t do this someone else will. And who better to do this than the Perfect Devil. Who better than the People choice and the man of the hour.

(He laughs again for a few moments)

DeSante: It’s really simple Fear. Beat me, and maybe just maybe you actually deserve that belt. Though I doubt Komono see’s it that way. But I don’t give a shit what he says either. Nothing personal.

(Desante stops smiling and looks at the camera)

DeSante: So what kind of man are you Fear? That is the question on my mind. Are you the kind that will respond back, with furious anger ready to prove himself.

(a sneer of disgust appears on deSantes face.)

Desante: Or are you a cowared and in which case let yourself be treated as such when we meet. You want to know my opinion. I think…I think…You are…a …PUNK BITCH.

(DeSante smiles slowly)

DeSante: Such language from such a Perfect Devil! You know what bothers me the most? Its not your stupid name, or your retarded gimmick, its not even your costume. It’s the fact that deep down you actually feel like you deserve that belt, and that I cannot forgive. So hey Captain, I’m coming for you.

(DeSante smiles as he grabs his bag and starts to walk out of the gym)

DeSante: Steve, Stevie, Stevo. We must talk sometime. So how did the view of me crashing 30ft look like from those rafters. You should have stopped by. Paid a visit. I have a club you are always welcomed at for free beers. Would you shake the Devils hand?

(DeSante smiles and exits the gym)

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