4 Days a.k.a Trip to And 1

::Earlier Wednesday Afternoon:: Kidd is seen on his cell phone, holding a conversation with some person, walking down the streets of Harlem. Wearing his traditional red shirt and black Roc-A-Wear jeans with black Timberland, the only difference that is clearly shown is his hair that is usually braided to dread locks, is now aired out, showing an afro. Unlike yesterday afternoon, he is in a happier mood, signing autograph to everyone that stop him. In the middle of signing an autograph, he catches a quick glance at a local restaurant and see Sir Edward Xaviar and Guy Styles with a young kid, that happen to be wearing a Tyrone Kidd T-Shirt. He notices the shirt and starts yelling at the kid but Kidd can’t quite hear what exactly is being said. At the end, he sees the kid running in the opposite direction of Kidd, in tears, crying his eyes out. Kidd just shakes his head and walks the other way, continuing his conversation on the phone. ::Later On:: The scene opens up hours later and a park of some sort. It’s not the same park that was shown the day before but it’s a nice park none-the-less. The camera seems to take place in a basketball court full of street ballers. All of these individuals are wearing different colored shirt with the words ‘And 1' imprinted on there. As the cameraman looks around you see hundred among hundred of people in the park, around the back even some people are on the sidewalk looking at the court from the streets. As the game is taking place, there a guy walking around screaming various lines through a microphone to the fans in the area. The basketball players are moving around, doing fancy moves to draw in the people in the crowd. One player pulls off a move so beautiful looking that all the fans stand up in amazement to chant and cheer on that guy. . . . All except one. Kidd is at the far end of the bench, still sitting down, thinking about something. He’s still in a good mood but is too lazy to get up to cheer with the fans. Still wearing the pants that he had on earlier with a rubberband to keep his afro from blowing out and a Knicks jersey with Stephon Marbury’s name and number on the back. He sits there laughing about something but not saying a word about it. While the fans are still standing, the camera comes in close. Kidd looks at the camera, smiles and start to speak. Kidd: Rucker Park. One of the biggest places in New York. Yeah, it’s not a big tourist spot but yet it’s still known around the whole United States as one that has one of the most well known basketball courts around. So much excitement here. I mean look at this place. This is where legends are made. . . . Kidd stand up to make it seem that he cheering for the game but actually takes a good look around the park. So many celebrities, both from the music and movie world are around looking at the game. Eventually the fans sit down and so does Kidd he looks back to the camera. Kidd: Legends. This place is sorta like myself. The Show, one of the biggest up and coming stars in MCW. Even though bastards like Eddy don’t know about it, I am destined to be come one of the most well known athletes in McW history. The best. . .ever. Unlike yourself, people actually like being around me and unlike Guy Smiley I don’t have to pay to have girls pay any type of attention to me. Most importantly, and this is something you haven’t realize. *sigh* I am a legend. *faking a British accent* I mean, damn it to bloody hell, your not as good as you say that you are. Just blow it out of your bloody arse that your not better than me and then just bugger off!! A couple of people turn their heads once they here the accent to wonder what the hell is going on. All of a sudden, the announcer, Set Free looks in Kidd’s direction and puts the mike to his mouth. Set Free: Ladies and Gentlemen, look who we have here. Straight from his victory at Implosion, here is your hometown hero. . . TYYYYYYRRRROOOOOONNNNEEEE KIIIDDD!!!!!! The fans start to get up and give Kidd a standing ovation. Kidd blushes at first but then get up and head to the center court. He waves his hands to everyone as he take steps of confidence toward his destination. People start to develop a chant of “HE’S THE SHOW, HE’S THE SHOW. . .!!!!”and Kidd starts to smile. When he gets to the court he grabs the mike. Kidd: What’s up, Harlem!!! *crowd cheers* Like I was telling this cameraman this is Rucker Park a place where legend are formed and made. But there is one legend that wasn’t made here in this park but in this city. And that’s me, “The Show” Tyrone Kidd. Your friendly neighborhood posterboy. Now in 4 Days, I face this nonsense character Eddie X. The crowd boos and jeers as soon as they hear his name. Kidd silences the crowd as his continue. Kidd: This match isn’t going to be ordinary. . .oh no. At Betrayal this is going to be an interesting match indeed. Cause this Sunday I face this boy . . . in a submission match. And I love it. That means anything goes and you know that if there’s any one place that definitely knows something about having anything go it’s NEW YORK! I’ve came back to this state to let everyone know that you have not been forgotten. All of you that help and stuck behind me are still remember in here. *points to his heart* Now Eddy, you see this same part that I’m pointing at. It’s the heart of a champion. It’s the heart of a legend. You’re dealing with a man that has the heart of a city . . .this city. . . Harlem. And in 4 days, it’s gonna be the heart that belong to this person that is gonna whoop your ass until you pass out. I mean if I have to make you tap . . . I guess then I’ll deal with that but that is not the plan. When I’m done kicking your ass all over that ring, I want you to crawl your blood y body toward Guy Styles and just faint to the ground. Is it sick? Yeah. But when you do things like force kids to cry for NO reason, you deserve every thing that coming to you. They say ‘God Save the Queen’? Well Xaviar, by the time Betrayal is done. It’s gonna be change to ‘God save SIR EDWARD’. Cause that shit doesn’t go well with me. You can talk all the trash in the world. Like what you THINK your gonna do to me at the pay-per-view and all that. But an innocent kid? A kid that doesn’t know right from wrong? I mean the kid doesn’t know that losers like you don’t give autographs. How is he suppose to? Who in the U.S. has heard of you? Nevermind that. Just remember that you have 4 days to accept your beating and take it. But if you insist to be hard headed and try to prove m wrong. . .*Kidd laughs* You WILL understand . . . Why I say . . . What I say . . . When I say . . . It’s SHOWTIME!!! As for Gunnz, I don’t know you. Hell I don’t want to know you. You say that I can relate to you, trust me there’s no person around that has the same experiences as me. And as for your little offering. I’ll keep it short and sweet . . . . . . . . . HELL NO!!! And that’s all I have to say. ::Fade to Black::