~~ Shaman stands above a grave stone. Looking down you see the name Jack on it. A date and a simple rest in peace as Shaman seems to be holding something in a sack as he looks down at the grave. He reaches up and rubs his face and stares blankly downwards as he continues to look down as begins to speak.~~

Shaman: " The days have been unkind to your final wresting place brother. Just look at yourself buried in an uncommon and untravelled place. Grass growing up around your headstone unkept. It is a sad place for one of us. I am always and always will be one of the Horsemen of Apocolypse. That destinction never dies does it Jack. That destinction never changes. Now it has come full circle again. I am climbing the tall mountain again. I defeated a friend Tracer Bullet that was a match i had doubts in when i first entered the match. Yet i stood by my convictions and fought hard to gain the win. Numerous times he had me and i fought onwards to kick out and survive the match. Now one week away again i strive for another path. a new match another hurdle or roadblock on my path to the pinnacle. One man stands in the way again!"

~~ Shaman silently sets the silk sack down upon the top of the grave as it is small big enough for a bottle or two of tequila , but he does not open it as he kneels down in front of the grave and pulls up clumps of grass and tears weeds out of the ground and begins cleaning the gravesite area as he continues to speak.~~

Shaman: " Seems just yesterday that we all were having huge wars with each other wasn't it. Now a new war must be raged. Nicholas Adams a kid i have faced i believe once or twice before. he had defeated me then. I no longer hide behind walls this time. I am the wall coming at him this time. A wall full of pride and determination. A wall that is planning on defeating him in a massive display of strength, skills, and drive. I have found my unending never give up or surrender attitude that i was lacking in the past. Now i have the drive and the means to end every war that will come my way and even end ones that have been started. Nicholas Adams better prepare for me is all im wondering. Does he really want to go unprepared against me. He can do all the research in the world, But i will be waiting for him. I am an open text book. I do not hide behind anything my past and history is recorded in everything i have ever done. Go get Juan begin the games again and go exploring down in mexico. Maybe you'll find something from my tequila driven wild nights during spring break or The Festivals of the Dead!"

~~ Shaman reaches up and grabs the sack and opens it removing the original Famine mask that Jack wore. he sets it on the ground in front of the grave and stands looking at it as it seems to become alive again. Most likely to the way the light is shining upon it. Shaman tilts his head and smiles looking at it and then brushes his pants off and kicks the little bit of sod and dirt off of his shoes and then looks down at the grave stone.~~

Shaman: " Thats right Jack i returned it to you. Your history and your spirit can finally rest now. Now i must go a week to train and begin anew. The path is going to get rougher before i come to the clearing at the top and face my great bear. I am walking the path and that path leads me to where i choose to be. No more hurdles or roadblocks will stop me. If a tree falls in front of me i will simply cut it up and move on by it."

~~ Shaman turns and walks away from the grave walking towards his suburban where Black Scorpion is standing and leaning against the front fender casually as he begins to speak.~~

Black Scorpion: " Handling Horseman business. It seems once a Horseman always a Horseman no matter your choice of actions. Your heart and mind are laying spirits to rest Shaman. Your delivering justice by relaxing uneasy and unrested souls. Jack soul wanted the mask and tribute to who he was. He will never be forgotten. He did what he did and then was laid to rest when all was said and done. This place never changes though. I remember the funeral here."

~~ Shaman turns his attention focused elsewhere and he speaks quickly.~~

Shaman: " I came and did what i had to Scorpion now its time for me to move on and deliver the goods to Nicholas Adams. He will be taking me lightly. I know and feel this in my inner being. the thing i did here was for respect to a man who was a former Famine. I brought him the mask. I move forward and onwards away fromthe game and i will become that which is destined for me. I shall stand atop the mountain once again. Nicholas Adams is in my way to that goal. He is my roadblock now. Does he survive to go on or does he simply fall to the side of the road like a felled tree. It matters little to me at this moment since i have my eye on the prize at the top. My goals will be achieved and i will begin my ascent to the very top of the mountain. It matters little who tries to stop me. I will begin to harm and maim everyone that begins to stop me in my quest."

~~ Black Scorpion simply nods and climbs back into the cab opf the truck as the camera turns to Shaman and he smiles and speaks.~~

Shaman: " Nicholas Adams su día en el sol se ha puesto sobre usted. Ahora esto es el tiempo para la noche para elevarse y entender la fuerza de naturaleza que ha bajado sobre usted. Usted se llama el rainmaker. Bien la tormenta furiosa ha venido. Le veré muy pronto. El día de cálculo ha venido. El sueño bien para la pesadilla comienza solamente."

~~ Shaman steps over to the suburban and sits in the driver seat and shuts the door and simply drives off down the dusty road of the cemetary and disappears as the camera returns and settles on the gravesite of Jack as a faded image of Jack stands over the gravesite standing proud as he once had during his WWA days and then the camera slowly fades to black.~~