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*{London, England}

*{The scene opens up just outside of a castle like mansion. Recent memory helps us to remember that this is the home of Maximillion Rush, the multi-billionaire and father of Mikalia Rush-Zion, the wife of "Sky Flyin" Jimmi Zion. After a few moments, a large black stretched Cadaliac Limosine pulls up in the large circle driveway in front of the house. It comes to a full complete stop. The chaeffer steps out and walks out to the back of the car to open the door. As the door opens, out steps out the always beautiful and sensationable Mrs. Mikalia Rush-Zion. She is wearing a white Armani ladies casual business suit, and stilletto high heels. Her long dark beautiful hair is flowing down passed the middle of her back while the english wind blows it off to the side. She has to push it back to regain it's control. Then following behind her is her husband, "Sky Flyin" Jimmi Zion. He is wearing; black baggy slacks, a red silk collarless shirt, and Oakley mirror shade sunglasses. His dreadlocks each individually braided and being blown around by the wind. They are talking amoungst each other, the camera moves into position, let's listen in.}

"Sky Flyin" Jimmi Zion: "Ah home sweet home at last, it's been a while since I've been home. Like since the Christmas break. I haven't seen my son since he was born."

Mikalia Rush-Zion: "I thought this would be a good detour for us Jimmi since you are performing next week in Sheffeld for Fiesta in the "I Want Gold" Tournament. Leave it to home to always bring us back to reality."

Jimmi Zion: {Offense} "What's that supposed to mean Mikalia?"

Mikalia: "Nothing Jimmi."

Zion: {Slightly angered} "I am very much in reality. I have always been in reality. Never once has my mind been more clearer than now, so don't tell me that I don't need a dose of quote reality unquote."

Mikalia: "Sorry, I don't know what I was thinking."

Zion: "Anyway, I'm here and I want to see my son."

Mikalia: "Of course."

{Mikalia and Jimmi walk into the large castle like mansion where they are immediately greeted by Mikalia's butler, a disguishing dark skinned man wearing a suit.}

Butler: "Hello lady Mikalia and Mr. Zion, it's good to see you again."

Mikalia: "Good evening Daniel, is mother and father around?"

Daniel: "Oh yes my lady, they are in the living room with young Alexander."

Mikalia: "Oh great, I better do something before Alex is brainwashed and thinks that their mommy and daddy."

Maximillion Rush: "You know it's impolite to talk about your elders, especially since they're in the same room with you, or at least your father is."

Mikalia: {Walking over to her father and giving her a hug and a kiss on the cheek} "Hi daddy."

Maximillion: "Hello daughter, and hello Jimmi, I see that you were helping my daughter to be decensatized and fully incorporated into American pro-wrestling. Something that my federation would never do. So did that Vincent K monopolize on the WWA and add it to his already floundering empire of filth and rubbish?"

Zion: "Huh?"

Maximillion: "You mean that wasn't you that was whispering into my daughter's ear giving her the idea to expose herself in front of the whole world, your mother covered up poor Alexander's eyes so that he wouldn't see his mother like that."

Mikalia: {Slightly embarrassed, but trying to regain her composure so she can defend herself} "Actually that was all me. Jimmi had nothing to do with it. When it comes to Jimmi winning, there are times I will do whatever it takes. I used to date Wes before Jimmi and I ever got together, nobody knows Wes better than me. I wanted to use and exploit Wes' weaknesses for Jimmi to capitalize on. At the time Jimmi didn't know what I was going to do, but when it came right down to it Jimmi knew what to do."

Maximillion: "I guess it's a bloody shame that it didn't quite work the way you wanted it because the match continued on."

Mikalia: "I had to try something, and when it comes to Jimmi, I will do whatever I can on my part to help Jimmi win at all costs."

Maximillion: "And what have you to say for her actions Jimmi, I mean afterall you are her husband?"

Zion: "I've seen'em Max. I don't have to say anything else beyond that, but if you ask me, who am I to try and stop her. I let her do her own thing because she is her own person. Just like how she lets me do my own thing. As long as I am faithful to her in the end and so far I have been."

Maximillion: "So far?"

Mikalia: "Yeah, So far?"

Zion: "Well there are alot of temptations out there on the road, it's not easy to fight them off, but I know that I have stayed true to Mikalia everytime."

Maximillion: "Nice recovery."

Zion: "So where is my son?"

Maximillion: "He is with Guynyvyer in the living room, he's actually been waiting for you Jimmi."

Zion: "Thanks."

{Jimmi walks into the large living room area where Mikalia's mother, Guynyvyer, is holding a beautiful baby boy in her arms sitting on the sofa. Jimmi walks over to her. Guynyvyer looks up at Jimmi and smiles.}

Guynyvyer: "Jimmi it's so good to see you. I've been keeping him busy until you got here, he's all yours."

{Guynyvyer stands up and hands Jimmi's baby Alexander James over to him carefully and delicately. The moment the baby crosses over to Jimmi, it looks up and smiles at Jimmi. Jimmi just stares at him while holding him.}

Guynyvyer: "I'll be in the other room and allow the two of you to catch up, I know it's been a while."

Zion: "Thank you Gyen."

{Guynyvyew walks off leaving Jimmi and his son alone. Jimmi walks over to a large window with a large window sil large enough to sit on. Jimmi sits down holding his son.}

Zion: "So, you saw my match. Grandmother and grandfather wouldn't let you see mommy's teets, but hey you get to see them often anyway. I mean you get to feed off of them. I mean you have to admit they are quite the treat. I would know."

"It's so good to see you again. You saw how far am am willing to go and I know now that you are still too young to remember this day, but in the next few years you will beable to look at me and smile, knowing that you are proud of your old man and what he did to provide everything for you. I will give you and your mother the world...even if I have to take it from everybody else. One way or another I will make sure that you are proud of me...or at least I hope and pray you will."

"There are two things in this world that I want more. To show that I am better than Wes Sanders, and to become the WWA World Heavyweight champion. Even if I have to sell my soul, I will become the ultimate champion."

I will maim...

I will injury...

and even if somebody dies by my hands I will have no remorse for my actions...EVER! I do this all for you Alexander. You see in pro-wrestling, you have never truly become a legend unless you have held the riches prize in the land and that is the World Heavyweight title. The WWA is the greatest federation in the world. Better than that other federation in Stanford Connecticutt...which by the way you will never watch that show or you'll be grounded until your 18...just kidding."

"Seriously, I want you to look at me and know that I was great. I don't want you to see me as the man that dropped the ball over and over again when it got passed my way. No not great, not even legendary, but immortal...like a god. I want you to think that you are the son of a god. That the same people that bow down to me will do the same to you just because you are my son and you will love it just like I will."

"You are destined for great things...great things because I am destined for great things. You came from me, I know you will carry on in a great legacy, but until then I want you to be young and live free my son."

"Now March 1st, you will see me on WWA Fiesta fighting for a chance to finish where I started. Wes Sanders got lucky, but sooner-or-later his luck will run out and I always finish what I start. I will do to him what many have tried to do. I will finish his career once and for all, then I will move onto become the WWA World Heavyweight champion at Rage In A Cage 7, the grand stage of them all. Bigger than that other federation's flagship PPV."

"For I am greater than they that are all in the world, and so are you. In time you will embrace the legacy that I am creating for you, but until then you just be yourself. Treat women with respect and obey mom and dad, grandma and grandpa, and all that...stuff."

{Off in the distance, at the edge of the large living room, Mikalia watches with overwelming emotions as Jimmi talks to his son resting in his arms. Maximillion walks up to his daughter and quietly talks to her.}

Maximillion: "Beauiful aren't they?"

Mikalia: {Holding back the tears.}

Maximillion: "He loves you, but he is Jimmi's boy. My lord help us, another Jimmi Zion in the world. Oh the humanity, but seriously that boy loves his father more than I realize. Say how is Jimmi after that match? I mean his head, that was a nasty kick that Sanders did to him."

Mikalia: "They said that it is a concussion, and even though the worst has kind of cleared up, he is still feeling the affects from it."

Maximillion: "But he is still gonna wrestle Monday night?"

Mikalia: "Dad, you know Jimmi as much as I do, you couldn't keep him no matter how hard you tried. He could be on his deathbed and he would still wrestle his heart out to the very end. I didn't think that we would get him calmed down backstage, he would of faught Sanders even at his worse, but we managed to talk him down."

Maximillion: "So he gonna wrestle with the remnants of a concussion? Typical Jimmi Zion. You can't keep him away from the ring. You gotta hand it to him, he is brave and has guts. He's like that Steve McNair in the NFL, the man breaks some ribs and he returns in the game and plays one of the best games of his entire career. Jimmi could very well bounce back despite having a concussion. I think he will be fine. One way or the other he will be fine and ready to fight next week in Sheffield."

Mikalia: "Since we're back in England for Fiesta, in Sheffield, not very far from London, should I go and accompany Jimmi to the ring for his match?"

Maximillion: "Why are you asking me for Mikalia? You already know the answer. I couldn't keep you away and nor would I try. He is your husband, and he needs you as well as you need him. Besides it's not like you are on the other side of the world, you're only a few very short hours away. I think we can swing that. So go and be with your husband."

Mikalia: "Thank you daddy."

Maximillion: "Oh and Mikalia, leave the top on this time. The first time was understandable but a little much, but don't make it a habbit. I don't want my daughter becoming another sports entertainment stripper and eye candy. You're more than that. Be proud of who you are, but you don't have to flaunt your looks. Just be yourself."

Mikalia: "I will daddy, besides you don't have to worry, that was just a one time thing because I was trying to use Wes' feelings to our advantage and nothing more. It didn't quite work why do it again. I mean I think that it was one of those things that I got caught in the moment and wrapped up in the emotion, but I don't think I will be doing it again."

Maximillion: "Good, now if you excuse me, I need to make sure that Cynthia has dinner ready, and of course the both of you will stay here for dinner as we dine in and feast before Jimmi's big match. Somehow I feel like this will be the night that will make Jimmi Zion's career."

Mikalia: "Me too, daddy, me too."

{The camera slowly fades out.}

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