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Date Posted: 15:42:47 08/08/03 Fri
Author: Santiago DeSante
Subject: Devils dance

(Camera comes up in a loft somewhere in Dallas Tx. A lone figure stands at the window looking out. A small chuckle can be hear coming from him. DeSante turns his head and smiles.)

DeSante: We are all unoriginal, and for anyone to claim otherwise would be a lie. Am I right James? I must say I am at a disadvantage, I have as you well have guessed by now, never heard of you or even Ronnie before I came here. You are right though, I myself achieved nothing in the ACWF except for a meaningless Absolut World title. But champions come and go. You see I wasn’t their when you achieved your “greatness” so I do not care about it. You were not their when I achieved my “greatness” so I’m sure you couldn’t give a shit about that. Jim on the other hand is in the ACWF hall of fame. But now you and I can say we don’t give a shit about that either.

(He smiles as he looks right at the camera)

Desante: So what have we learned….ah yes that no one gives a shit about all the Bullshit that’s coming out of our mouths. Allow me to teach you one thing that you may or may not know, a victory is a victory regardless. If we where to disregard all the victories that where against lesser opponents..well…then you and I wouldn’t have the “reputations” that we are so fond of now would we.

(DeSanet smiles and laughs as he sits down in a chair by the window)


DeSante: After all we rule by reputation. We gather rank by reputation. Now James I know you have a reputation. I respect that. Jim also has a reputation, and soon you’ll figure out what that is and it will be up to you to figure out if you can deal with it with the “bitching” and the “whining” remember its easy to be arrogant when your whining but how easy is it when you are losing. Arrogance is not a bad thing, until you get too blind to your opponents abilities. So you think Logan is a pushover. Go ahead, I know of a lot of guys who thought that. They aren’t around very much anymore. But go ahead think whatever you’d like. It’s your mistake to make. As for me James, I will enjoy Monday. Stick around James its about to get fun.

(DeSante smiles as he exits the loft. Camera comes back up in his 1967 Dodge Charger black. DeSante is still smiling.)

DeSante: Ronnie, my dear pal…Time? Never enough time for what we want. In an Ideal world you would be able to settle with Logan and, Trinity would get what they deserve. Then you and I would be able to wait for a proper time. Well, Ronnie unfortunately in life we can’t wait for moment to come to us. You and I have to seize moments like this because the people will not wait. No Ronnie, I must demand your attention, because like I said to James, I am vain enough to think I somewhat deserve it.

( he smiles as he pulls to a local night club, that has its grand opening in Dallas. The Cold Front in the arts district. Crowds upon crowds stand huddles masses in the front. Santiago car pulls around to the side..He picks up a cell phone and dials a number)

DeSante: You here….

(Desante listens for a few moments. He smiles)

DeSante:Ok I’m coming in through the side.

(DeSante chuckles as he exits the car. His dark blue silk suit gleams in the night. He pulls some shades from the black shirt and puts them on as he walks to the entrance. He opens the door and “Tao of the Machine” by the Roots and Bt can be heard through muffled doors diwn the long hallway)

DeSante: We put a show on Ronnie. Regardless of what we consider ourselves, wheter it be martial artist, or wrestlers, we are all entertainers. It’s the fans who really but those belts around our waist, because if they where not around people like you and I would be very talented fighters…making very little money. And you are very talented my Friend. And that is what makes all this worth it. Glory that is the path that we all follow.

(DeSante walks into the club as the camera pans over the massive amounts of people dancing. Santiago Smiles as he looks up to a balcony and sees Jim Logan. DeSante walks up the stairs and sits down with Jim who is smoking a cigar)

Jim: Look at all these people. You’ve done good Santiago.

DeSante: Seems that people don’t forget as quickly as I thought they would.

Jim: Are you kidding Santiago, we are gods to these people.

Desante: No Jim. Remember I am myth.

Jim: Myth schith. Remember who you are man, The Franchise of Drew’s HWA. The Longest reigning champion in CWF history.

DeSante: Ha. Jim you are as bad as you ever where. Ronnie West.

Jim: Another 2 names to add to the list of those we take care of.

DeSante: No Jim. I say we enjoy ourselves. After all when was the last time we had a challenge?

Jim: Hmmph You’ve been very distant these last few days.

DeSante: Things to do Jim. Look around you, besides Mcneill demands my best preparation. And West doesn’t think me special. How sad am I?

Jim: You special, short yellow school bus special.

DeSante: Things have changed Jim. This isn’t the ACWF, or, CWF, HWA…other HWA. We can’t by with our reputations. Time to start rebuilding all over

Jim: Jesus you call throwing yourself of a cell starting over.

Desante: Better than ending up. Remember my stint in the IWO.

Jim: Those fuckers.

DeSante: No, it though me a lesson, for so long I went unchallenged. Then for some reason their I couldn’t get in stride. I’d get so high then I’d fall. Now some later I figured out why. I got comfortable. Now I remember who I was. And now everyone is going to pay for my education. I wouldn’t be the prefect devil otherwise.

Jim: Fuck you I know who I am.

DeSante: Do you Jim? Well I guess that’s what we will find out. The Outlaw talks a lot, but deep down he is a shadow of Ronnie. But don’t mistake that for weakness. Some of the most dangerous things like in shadows. But Ronnie, he is confident in his ability. And why not? He has proven it time and time again to himself, and to some other, just like we have.

Jim: He’s no different than anyone else.

DeSante: No he isn’t. That is the trouble with reputation. He will fight us just like anyone else has fought us. To the end. I just have nothing to lose so I am willing to go farther.

Jim: Your starting to sound like Marius.

Desante: And why shouldn’t I. The world witnessed our battle. He deserves that much at least. Their was a lot of wisdom in that man.

Jim: Yeah, that and he was fucking insane.

Desante: So are we Jim. After all we are still doing this. After everything we have been through we are still in the game. We are fucking nuts.

Jim: Now that is what I like to hear.

DeSante: Mcneill and West will be a challenge but a challenged welcomed. Ronnie and I will face off. Just a matter of time. After that do what you will I have your back

Jim: Aren’t you curious about my plan?

DeSante: Not in the least. That’s your play, Steve will help you. I’ll watch over you. And I hear from the grapevine yet one more to your banner.

Jim: Who?

DeSante: I donn’t know Jim, but it should be a Wild of a good time.

(Desante laughs jim smiles and puts the cigar in his mouth)

DeSante: See you at the gym later?

Jim: You know it…do you need the keys?

(DeSante stands smiles)

DeSante: Jim, when have I ever needed keys.

(Jim chuckles turns to signal for another drink and turns back and sees DeSante has vanished)

Jim: Same old DeSante…..Wild time heh……

(Jim leans back and puts his feet on the tables and starts laughing. Camera pans out as a black charger pulls out of the side alley and music is heard…)


Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long year
Stole many a man's soul and faith
And I was 'round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

I stuck around St. Petersberg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the Czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain

I rode a tank
Held a general's rank
When the Blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
What's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah

I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the Gods they made

I shouted out
"Who killed the Kennedys?"
When after all
It was you and me

Let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadors
Who get killed before they reached Bombay

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game

(music fades camera goes to black)

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