[The scene]
The Pit, Albuquerque, NM, Approximate time: 11:56pm Sunday February 6, 2005
The camera zooms in to an unexpected guest. Reporters, local news cast and several by-standers all stand in shock. From the backstage area to the parking deck of "The Pit" Kole Chambers leaves a trail of devastation. Broken glass, ripped posters and parafenilia commence the flooring in this surrounding area. Blood stains smear the walls and area trash cans as we witness the monstrosity.
Trash cans fly pass several people as screams from young children and women can be heard. The camera quickly shifts into position, catching the story as its revealed. The dingy blue demin from a pair of jeans was the first to capture the camera's view. From there, the military style boots attached to the obvious person was shown kicking several aluminum cans. As the camera traces each step, it now proceeds to zoom in on the upper portion of Kole Chambers. His traditional black t-shirt appeared to have been ripped, veins in the biceps of Kole's arm are strainfully visible. The camera captures in on the bloodied knuckles of his hands as it quizically captures his angried face.
A quick shove sends the camera man back several inches. By-standers look on in amazement as Albuquerque's finest comes driving to the scene.
Kole's large frame comes to a stand still. His eyes squint with anger, yet a sardonic grin forms along his face.
Kole now walks slowly toward the officers with the same sardonic look upon his face. The officer's draw their weapons; Kole continues on.
Shoot an unarmed man? Kole's arms are now out to his sides, tho he continues to walk toward the officers. Both officers look to eachother and back to Kole. They lower their weapons and Kole stops.
The voice of a female is heard, as the sound of heels "click" louder across the concrete.
The woman steps infront of the camera, obviously with her back towards it. The camera zooms in to capture the slender, very curvasious body of this young woman. Her long blonde hair draped down upon her shoulders, however the camera kept focus upon the black leather outfit and what it half-assed covered.
The woman steps infront of Kole, glaring upon each of the officers.
The officers nod their head after looking upon eachother with a smile. The woman continues to stand, watching on as they get into their car and drive away. The woman slowly turns toward the camera as she places her hand infront of her face.
The camera lowers now, focusing upon Kole.
Kole begins to walk directly into the face of the woman, glaring down at her with an evil stare.
Glaring up into Kole's eyes, The woman's hand reaches up toward Kole's as the camera tries to zoom into her face.
The camera fails to capture the woman's facial appearance. but zooms in on the cocky smile of Kole Chambers; He snickers to himself, lowering his hands to his side, stepping back and turning to the opposite direction.
The woman's arm extends out while she grabs the back of Chambers' black t-shirt. And you obviously forgot who the hell I am. Kole now turns his head back slowly, glaring down at the woman's hand and back to her. He snacthes his shirt out of her hands with a pull of his shoulder. He turns around glaring at the woman with anger in his eyes.
The woman stands now with her hands upon her hips, shaking her head and allowing Kole to make it to the door of his '65 Dodge Charger.
Kole's hand had just opened the driver's side door, he stops looking back to the woman, who now approaches him, slamming the door to his car.
You heard me, I said you're punking out of this situation. Never let anyone see your anger like that. You show weakness when you can not handle a loss.
I DID NOT LOSE... I was SCREWED!! Noone told me my match was changed.
Kole slams the palm of his hand into the rooftop of his car; the woman looks on shaking her head.
I was not prepare...
he is quickly cut off.
Kole swings open the car door, sliding inside, slamming the door shut.
The scene slowly fades to a midnight blue Dodge Charger squealing tires, leaving the arena in reverse.
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