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Date Posted: 20:51:35 11/08/01 Thu
Author: Anthony "Shadow" Craven
Subject: Dawn of a new Shadow era. (for everyone especially Ashram)

[Scene opens up on a bridge in downtown Cleveland. Anthony Craven, better known as “Shadow” Craven., waits for his company to arrive as he looks over the waterway. He notices a cab pull up and a beautiful Latina get out and telling the driver to just keep the meter running. She gives him fifty bucks to wait for her and he quickly and happily tells her to take all the time she needs. Shadow smirked as she walked over to him rubbing her hands together trying to keep warm. The only thought that went through his head was fresh meat.]

Shadow: What happened to the limo I sent for you?

Cleo: I rather take a cab. Makes me feel like owe you nothing then in return.

Shadow: What ever makes you happy babe. [he said while the cold air bellows from his mouth.]

[She tried to look in to his eyes but all she saw was the darkness there. She wondered why she worked for the man. She was once one of the top reporters in the FWA but now was his personal reporter. How could she work for such a troubled man like him. If it wasn’t for her new paycheck she probably would even be here right now. She sighed and decided to ignore her conscience and just go wit he flow.]

Cleo: Surprised to see you out here by yourself….wait, I forgot who I was talking too. Mr. Loner himself, the self-proclaimed bastard or wrestling. [she remarked with a smirk, still rubbing her hands together.]

Shadow: Did you come here to make small talk or just to piss me off babe. Because if it’s small talk I’m not interested. If it’s to piss me off then keep going cause your pushing the right buttons. [he snapped at her catching her off guard. This wasn’t his normal self.]

Cleo: Now wait a minute Mr. Surly-ass. As I remember this is part of my duties as your personal reporter or have you forgot after you ran from here so damn quickly awhile ago. Or have you forgotten your big entrance and cowardly retreat?

Shadow: Watch it baby, you are treading on thin ice. You don’t want to fall though it and get burned.

Cleo: Hey, you told me not to pull any punches. Now would I be doing my job if I backed down from you? Now get off your goddamn high horse and tell me what is up? Why have you decided to resurface here? What too you so long to get a spine and get back in tot he game? Is this circle business or something else? And may I ask….

Shadow: Doesn’t seem to stop you even if I say no.

Cleo: [with a slight smirk.] As I was saying why have you been so damn elusive and tight mouthed since you came in? You show up after a show about three weeks ago. Wrestle in one match and don’t say a thing? No even a peep and for you that is really out of the ordinary. Granted the beatdown you gave to your opponent was classic Shadow, but the silence, well it’s downright eerie.

Shadow: Would it help if I said I’ve become shy? That I have nothing to say?

Cleo: Yeah, I you were any other wrestler, even your brother sure. But from you I don’t buy it.

Shadow: You won’t give me a moment of peace will you babe. Not unless I do a little sharing with you huh. Damn women, never want to take leave me the fuck alone as a answer. They always want to talk.

Cleo: Yeah well you can kiss my ass!!!

[Shadow gave a big grin as he got the rise he was looking for out of her.]

[Realizing what just happened she shook her head in disgust. She mumbled under her breathe that he was a prick and he just grinned slyly from ear to ear.]

Shadow: I still got it? God I thought I had lost my touch babe. Took 10 times as long as it used to for me to piss someone off.

Cleo: Yeah well you must be very proud of yourself. Just answer my damn questions so I can leave your miserable ass and get out of the freakin cold.

Shadow: Ah, did I hurt your feelings Cleo honey. You don’t want to play any more. Fine then babe. I’ll answer your questions so you can go on your merry way.

Cleo: Gee thanks Asshole. [she mumbled.]

Shadow: One condition thought you have dinner with me tomorrow night.

Cleo: Like hell I will, you only pay me to do your interviews not to be your goddamn escort.

Shadow: Wrong, I pay you to do what ever I want which includes dinner but you know if you want you can go back working for the FWA oops I forgot it folded, well there is always the National Enquirer. I here they are always looking for stories on bigfoot or 100 pound vampire babies who drink cats blood.

[Cleo wonders where she lost control of this conversation and it switched from him to her. She had to admit, he was good in getting under peoples skin. But he was also good at keeping secrets away from everyone. She was damned though if she let him rattle her and get away from here earlier questions.]

Cleo: Fine I’ll have dinner with you tomorrow but I swear if you try anything, I’ll cripple your ass so bad you’d wish you were in a the ring instead.

Shadow: Don’t worry babe I’ll be on my best behavior. I’m always a gentleman.

Cleo: Yeah and I like talking with you. Cut the bullsh*t Romeo and answer my questions.

Shadow: Okay babe, I’ll do it just for you.

[Cleo rolled her eyes as he proceeded to answer her questions.]

Shadow: You wanted to know why I showed up here. Why I resurfaced back in the place where I made a quick exit from? Well I could say it’s because of the competition here. That this is the best in the industry today. But then I’d die from laughing. None of these losers here can even step up to me. I mean why else would Fury not include the best damn wrestler in the fed in the running for the Olympic title tonight. Cause he damn well knew I would have beaten each of them with in an inch of their pathetic lives. I mean come on you saw what I did to that loser in my first match back. And I hadn’t been in a ring for over a year.

Cleo: You not being included wouldn’t have anything with you giving the silent treatment or not even remotely showing any interest in the happenings of the fed.

Shadow: Well do you blame me babe. Nothing is going on. This place seems to be a Mickey Mouse show. So until someone steps up to the plate and makes himself noticeable to the Shadowman. I will continue to treat everyone here with the amount of respect they deserve, which is none.

Cleo: What about Ashram? He is the current Gladiator title holder and he is considered one of the best here. Does he register on your radar?

Shadow: Did I stutter babe? Or was I speaking a foreign language?!

Cleo: No but,….

Shadow: When I said no one compares to me. I meant no one, not that reject from the FWA who lucked out and some how bribed someone to become champ. No, one. As far as I’m concerned all Ashram is an opportunist.

Cleo: The difference from you is?

Shadow: Nice one honey. See the difference is yeah I’m an opportunist also but I do it with style, planning, cunning, and I’m just damn better with it. He on the other hand just sucks. He can’t even be put on my same league.

Cleo: So what, you think you deserve the belt more than he does?

Shadow: No, let him keep his little gold. Like I said many times before. That trivial shit never interested me. One my weak brother need validation that way, with a piece a garbage like that. You’ve seen his many ups and downs because of his precious gold.

Cleo: So when you and Kris won tag team gold before it meant nothing to you?

Shadow: No, it meant a hell of a lot at the time it was won but quickly after it because nothing to me. I just wanted to prove that I could do it with my dear sweet older brother who I hated all these years but after that it became an annoyance. Why do you think we skipped town after we won them.

Cleo: Maybe because you were afraid someone would respect you because of your skills and talent and not just for your smart mouth. People would see you as a hero maybe and not just a thug. Don’t know who, but someone out there. Even criminals need rolemodels.

[Shadow grinned as if he was happy with what she said as if it was the truth.]

Shadow: Maybe your right babe, but you’ll never know. As I was saying though, I don’t need Ashrams belt. If I wanted anything from him it would be his ass in the ring to prove that GWA’s top dog still doesn’t compare to the Bastard of Wrestling and he never will.

Cleo: So you are calling him out then?

Shadow: No, if I was calling him out it would show that I recognize him as my equal and we both know I don’t. I’m giving him the opportunity to step up to me and be a man for once. Quit hiding behind these losers in this fed and step up to some one who can push him beyond his sorry ass limit.

Cleo: Are you doing this for The Circle or for your one benefit?

Shadow: The Circle? I may be a member of them but I don’t do a damn thing for them. I’m a circle member by name only. I get the all of the perks but don’t do any of the dirty work.

Cleo: Oh and Ms. Francis knows about this?

Shadow: I don’t care what the little red headed step child says or does. Only people I listen to are myself, Knight, and Kitty Cat. Pippi Longstockings can keep playing kissy face with fury. Just as long as she leaves me alone.

Cleo: Well apparently she doesn’t share your feelings. Proof is your first match with her at ring side. So may say you beating your opponent so badly was just o get her approval.

[Shadow just smirked at Cleo. He looked out over the bridge then back at her.]

Shadow: Since when have you known me to need anyone’s approval. I don’t need someone’s fucking approval. I do things on my own for my own reasons, not because someone wants me too. As far as for her sitting there. Like I said, as long as she keeps he face out of my shit, she can sit in the ring for all I care.

Cleo: Then why destroy him like you did.

Shadow: Cause I like pain and suffering and I like inflicting it, plain and simple. I’m a sadist. You know that. If I don’t send you out on a gurney or body bag then there must be something wrong with me. Plus I wanted to send a message that I should be fucked with.

Cleo: Yeah I forgot I was talking to a cold hearted asshole and not a human being.

Shadow: Thanks for the kind words babe. Didn’t think you cared.

Cleo: Only you would take that as a compliment. [she said in a low tone as she rolled her eyes.]

[she looked back at him and shook her head again. She had one more question to ask him before she could leave and got back to her nice cozy apartment.]

Cleo: Why did you wait so long to return?

Shadow: Boredom…I get tired of tormenting my brother and having no one to pound got boring. Maybe if the talent here was something I’d be more enthused about being here but as I said. No one here is up to my league. Hell those two Circle chicks are more competition than most of these losers. And I would mind getting rough with them or they getting rough with me, the more the merrier.

Cleo: You are a pig.

Shadow Yes but a pig with taste. Why else would I hire you babe.

Cleo: Yeah well I think this interview is over Mr. Craven. I would say it’s been a pleaseure but we both know I would be lying.

Shadow: You wound me Ms. Camacho. But telling me what time to pick you up tomorrow will make the pain ease. [he remarked with a sly grin]

Cleo: You weren’t serious about that were you. I thought you asked just o get under my skin.

Shadow: Serious as a heart attack babe.

Cleo: I guess I’ll call you then to tell you when. Damn can’t believe you are holding me to it.

Shadow: Don’t have me waiting to long cause all work and no play makes the Shadowman well, let’s just say, very unpleasant.

[Cleo saw the seriousness and the evilness in his eyes as she promised to call him. He just grinned and turned back to facing out on the bridge watching the ships pass by. Cleo walked away from him slowly keeping an eye on him make sure he wouldn’t try anything. She know he wasn’t in the busniees of hurting women but the man, this beast was not a creature of habit so anything was possible. She got back to the cab that was waiting for her and told him to take he back to her hotel and step on it. She wanted to get away from him as fast as she could. As the cab sped away Shadow just stood their looking over the water grinning waiting for the chips to fall. Fade to black]

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