Post by Van Der Kamp on Nov 29, 2010 21:03:37 GMT -6
Larsen Van Der Kamp walks alongside Tau into a large boardroom. In the room there's several men sitting. Larsen and Tau sit in the only two chairs available. Nassor walks out through a glass door and sits at the head of the table.
NASSOR:
"Good evening gentlemen. Allow me to introduce our two newest advisors. Tau Matsimela, and Larsen Van Der Kamp. They will be advising us on all street matters from now on."
MAN #1:
"Where is Tuma?"
NASSOR:
"Unfortunately Jamal, Tuma could not be trusted."
JAMAL:
"How do we know these men can be trusted.?"
NASSOR:
"Tau's cell is the only one that has not been corrupted by Ule Patel. They have not failed in any mission they have been given. I trust them more than any other in this room, because unlike the rest of you, they produce results."
Jamal looks frustrated, Tau has a smug look on his face.
NASSOR:
"Now I will make this brief. We have been hit at every level. The police have crippled our operations. They have seized our largest weapons caches, they have shut down our largest drug operations, and have arrested some of our best soldiers. It is time for us to restructure. All weapons and drug matters will now be combined with out enforcement operations that Tau and Larsen have already been handling. Jamal will continue to take care of the financial end of things. Wilhelm, and Samson, you will both continue to work the industrial circuit. I will be keeping a close watch over everything. Unfortunately my trust in everyone has been shaken. Tuma was one of my most trusted advisors, and he crossed me, who is to say the rest of you are not capable of the same. Good noght Gentlemen."
All the men stand up and leave the room. Tau and Larsen are the last one's to the door.
NASSOR:
"Tau, Larsen, please wait one second."
Tau and Larsen turn to face Nassor.
NASSOR:
"I have a job for you to do."
LARSEN:
"What can we do for you?"
NASSOR:
"Jamal seemed very nervous tonight. There is now no doubt in my mind that he is working with Patel. Larsen, please deal with him accordingly."
LARSEN:
"Short and sweet, or Long and painful."
NASSOR:
"Jamal is my cousin. Though I wish to see him suffer, he is family. Make it fast."
LARSEN:
"I will get it done."
NASSOR:
"I know you will. Tau, please alert security that he is not allowed to leave the building. Have them tell him that I wish to speak with him in his office."
TAU:
"Right away sir."
LARSEN:
"I'll wait in his office."
Larsen walks down the hall and goes into Jamal's office. He walks over to his desk and looks down at a picture of Jamal's family. He has two young children.
This should be easy for me. This man is one of them. He signs the checks of men that kill people every day. Men that staurate the streets with drugs, men who torment citizens every day, but this man is just a man. He has a family, he has children. I'm not just killing a criminal, I'm killing a father. What makes me more deserving to live than him. I have broken just as many laws. If Nassor is right and he is an informant, than really we are on the same side. But I have to earn Nassor's trust.
The office door opens, and Jamal walks in. He turns on the light and sees Larsen at his desk. The security guard closes and locks the door. Jamal looks at Larsen.
JAMAL:
"I was only trying to look out for my family. Please, don't do this."
LARSEN:
"I'm sorry, but business is business."
JAMAL:
"Can you look at yourself in the mirror anymore? I know that I can't. I only started to work for Nassor because it was either that or the streets. One morning I woke up and looked at my little girls and I realized that I have destroyed too many lives. I only wanted to do some good. Can't you understand that?"
LARSEN:
"Yes, I understand and I am sorry."
Larsen fires his gun and Jamal falls dead to the ground.
I can't look at myself in the mirror. I understand all to well what he was saying. I only hope that I can look at myself in the mirror when this is all done. I'd like to think that I will be able to, but I doubt it.
Larsen knocks on the door. The security guard comes in. Two others follow. They pick up Jamal and carry him away. Larsen places his gun in it's holster and walks away.
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"Finally after 6 months of waiting. After 6 months of giving challenge after challenge, the coward Gabreal Martin is finally being forced to face me. No in grown toe naIls, or strange diseases will save you this time. Of course in typical Sedition fashion he has found a way to ensure that I will be weakened. Of course he would only agree to face me after I have already had to go through what will be a very physical match for the Extreme Combat Championship. His cowardice truly amazes me. I honestly believed that after 6 months of dancing around a match with me he would man up and face the challenge like a man. Instead he ran and hid from me. It took the help of Michael Saint for me to even get this match. Truly without Michael Saint I never would have had a chance to get my hands on Gabe. For that I am thankful. Unfortunately, Saint's powers were limited by Gabe's equally cowardly bosses in The Sedition. The same men who once promised to help me. The same men who pushed me to the edge of sanity and forced me to play their game with the sick and twisted Mr. Strange in the EWC. I nearly lost myself in the process. I should have known that they would never give me a fair fight with Gabe.
The only thing I can trust in come Sadistic Rage, is that my anger and frustration towards The Sedition that has been building and festering for 6 months will give me the adrenaline needed to endure the night. There is no doubt that my Extreme Combat match will be no cakewalk. Win lose or draw, I will get hurt. There is also no doubt that though Gabe is very cowardly, he is a very capable competitor. I know he is also eager to try and prove that he is worthy of the SWA Championship. After all he is the 'Chosen One' right. Those two words have never fit a man less than they have fit Gabreal Martin. Never before has a man been built up to mean so much, and accomplish so little. He was chosen to be the star of the SWA, but instead he has spent the duration of his career cowering in a corner. Those two words mean so little when attached to his name. The fact is, Gabreal Martin could be a great competitor. Perhaps he could even be the SWA Champion. I truly believe this. The only problem is Gabe is not willing to work at being great. Instead he seems to believe that he is entitled to greatness. He wants everything to be handed to him. He is not willing to put in the blood sweat and tears that it takes to be great. Therefore he will have to settle for mediocrity.
I don't know what condition I will be in when I finally stand toe to toe with Gabe. I will not make any guarantee of victory. For all I know I will not even be able to stand after my match with Harvey and Teen Throb. I will make no guarantee of victory, but I will guarantee that you will see me put every ounce of my heart and soul into exposing Gabe as the spoiled, cowardly, weakling that he is. I may not win. I may get beaten and beaten badly, but I will show Gabreal what heart is all about. I will show him how a real man stands up to fight his battles. I promise that as long as I can stand, I will fight Gabe, and fight him hard. That is the guarantee I offer. Truthfully, at this point victory is not even what matters to me. What matters to me is making sure The Sedition knows that they didn't get the best of me. I will not allow them to escape Sadistic Rage thinking that they beat me. If I lose to Gabreal, I will lose with my head held high. I will lose knowing that I left everything that I had in the ring.
Gabreal Martin has nothing to gain from this match. Even if he wins, people will still know that he is a coward and a cheat. One way or another, I have won this battloe with The Sedition. If Gabreal wins he'll have proven nothing, whereas I will prove something simply by standing in the ring at the opening bell. The Sedition has tried hard to position themselves to come out on top, but as far as I am concerned, no matter what happens at Sadistic Rage, The Sedition will gain nothing. This gives me all the comfort I need. I hope to be able to enjoy my victory at Sadistic Rage. Nothing will feel sweeter than having my hand raised in victory, knowing that I got a win over The Sedition."[/b]
NASSOR:
"Good evening gentlemen. Allow me to introduce our two newest advisors. Tau Matsimela, and Larsen Van Der Kamp. They will be advising us on all street matters from now on."
MAN #1:
"Where is Tuma?"
NASSOR:
"Unfortunately Jamal, Tuma could not be trusted."
JAMAL:
"How do we know these men can be trusted.?"
NASSOR:
"Tau's cell is the only one that has not been corrupted by Ule Patel. They have not failed in any mission they have been given. I trust them more than any other in this room, because unlike the rest of you, they produce results."
Jamal looks frustrated, Tau has a smug look on his face.
NASSOR:
"Now I will make this brief. We have been hit at every level. The police have crippled our operations. They have seized our largest weapons caches, they have shut down our largest drug operations, and have arrested some of our best soldiers. It is time for us to restructure. All weapons and drug matters will now be combined with out enforcement operations that Tau and Larsen have already been handling. Jamal will continue to take care of the financial end of things. Wilhelm, and Samson, you will both continue to work the industrial circuit. I will be keeping a close watch over everything. Unfortunately my trust in everyone has been shaken. Tuma was one of my most trusted advisors, and he crossed me, who is to say the rest of you are not capable of the same. Good noght Gentlemen."
All the men stand up and leave the room. Tau and Larsen are the last one's to the door.
NASSOR:
"Tau, Larsen, please wait one second."
Tau and Larsen turn to face Nassor.
NASSOR:
"I have a job for you to do."
LARSEN:
"What can we do for you?"
NASSOR:
"Jamal seemed very nervous tonight. There is now no doubt in my mind that he is working with Patel. Larsen, please deal with him accordingly."
LARSEN:
"Short and sweet, or Long and painful."
NASSOR:
"Jamal is my cousin. Though I wish to see him suffer, he is family. Make it fast."
LARSEN:
"I will get it done."
NASSOR:
"I know you will. Tau, please alert security that he is not allowed to leave the building. Have them tell him that I wish to speak with him in his office."
TAU:
"Right away sir."
LARSEN:
"I'll wait in his office."
Larsen walks down the hall and goes into Jamal's office. He walks over to his desk and looks down at a picture of Jamal's family. He has two young children.
This should be easy for me. This man is one of them. He signs the checks of men that kill people every day. Men that staurate the streets with drugs, men who torment citizens every day, but this man is just a man. He has a family, he has children. I'm not just killing a criminal, I'm killing a father. What makes me more deserving to live than him. I have broken just as many laws. If Nassor is right and he is an informant, than really we are on the same side. But I have to earn Nassor's trust.
The office door opens, and Jamal walks in. He turns on the light and sees Larsen at his desk. The security guard closes and locks the door. Jamal looks at Larsen.
JAMAL:
"I was only trying to look out for my family. Please, don't do this."
LARSEN:
"I'm sorry, but business is business."
JAMAL:
"Can you look at yourself in the mirror anymore? I know that I can't. I only started to work for Nassor because it was either that or the streets. One morning I woke up and looked at my little girls and I realized that I have destroyed too many lives. I only wanted to do some good. Can't you understand that?"
LARSEN:
"Yes, I understand and I am sorry."
Larsen fires his gun and Jamal falls dead to the ground.
I can't look at myself in the mirror. I understand all to well what he was saying. I only hope that I can look at myself in the mirror when this is all done. I'd like to think that I will be able to, but I doubt it.
Larsen knocks on the door. The security guard comes in. Two others follow. They pick up Jamal and carry him away. Larsen places his gun in it's holster and walks away.
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"Finally after 6 months of waiting. After 6 months of giving challenge after challenge, the coward Gabreal Martin is finally being forced to face me. No in grown toe naIls, or strange diseases will save you this time. Of course in typical Sedition fashion he has found a way to ensure that I will be weakened. Of course he would only agree to face me after I have already had to go through what will be a very physical match for the Extreme Combat Championship. His cowardice truly amazes me. I honestly believed that after 6 months of dancing around a match with me he would man up and face the challenge like a man. Instead he ran and hid from me. It took the help of Michael Saint for me to even get this match. Truly without Michael Saint I never would have had a chance to get my hands on Gabe. For that I am thankful. Unfortunately, Saint's powers were limited by Gabe's equally cowardly bosses in The Sedition. The same men who once promised to help me. The same men who pushed me to the edge of sanity and forced me to play their game with the sick and twisted Mr. Strange in the EWC. I nearly lost myself in the process. I should have known that they would never give me a fair fight with Gabe.
The only thing I can trust in come Sadistic Rage, is that my anger and frustration towards The Sedition that has been building and festering for 6 months will give me the adrenaline needed to endure the night. There is no doubt that my Extreme Combat match will be no cakewalk. Win lose or draw, I will get hurt. There is also no doubt that though Gabe is very cowardly, he is a very capable competitor. I know he is also eager to try and prove that he is worthy of the SWA Championship. After all he is the 'Chosen One' right. Those two words have never fit a man less than they have fit Gabreal Martin. Never before has a man been built up to mean so much, and accomplish so little. He was chosen to be the star of the SWA, but instead he has spent the duration of his career cowering in a corner. Those two words mean so little when attached to his name. The fact is, Gabreal Martin could be a great competitor. Perhaps he could even be the SWA Champion. I truly believe this. The only problem is Gabe is not willing to work at being great. Instead he seems to believe that he is entitled to greatness. He wants everything to be handed to him. He is not willing to put in the blood sweat and tears that it takes to be great. Therefore he will have to settle for mediocrity.
I don't know what condition I will be in when I finally stand toe to toe with Gabe. I will not make any guarantee of victory. For all I know I will not even be able to stand after my match with Harvey and Teen Throb. I will make no guarantee of victory, but I will guarantee that you will see me put every ounce of my heart and soul into exposing Gabe as the spoiled, cowardly, weakling that he is. I may not win. I may get beaten and beaten badly, but I will show Gabreal what heart is all about. I will show him how a real man stands up to fight his battles. I promise that as long as I can stand, I will fight Gabe, and fight him hard. That is the guarantee I offer. Truthfully, at this point victory is not even what matters to me. What matters to me is making sure The Sedition knows that they didn't get the best of me. I will not allow them to escape Sadistic Rage thinking that they beat me. If I lose to Gabreal, I will lose with my head held high. I will lose knowing that I left everything that I had in the ring.
Gabreal Martin has nothing to gain from this match. Even if he wins, people will still know that he is a coward and a cheat. One way or another, I have won this battloe with The Sedition. If Gabreal wins he'll have proven nothing, whereas I will prove something simply by standing in the ring at the opening bell. The Sedition has tried hard to position themselves to come out on top, but as far as I am concerned, no matter what happens at Sadistic Rage, The Sedition will gain nothing. This gives me all the comfort I need. I hope to be able to enjoy my victory at Sadistic Rage. Nothing will feel sweeter than having my hand raised in victory, knowing that I got a win over The Sedition."[/b]
