*{Fade In}

*{The scene opens inside a hotel room penthouse suite. It's later on in the evening following the WWA PPV: May Revolution. Inside we see "Sky Flyin" Jimmi Zion sitting on large King Size bed with a canopy over it with his beautiful but pregnant wife Mrs. Mikalia Rush-Zion. He is wearing; red Reebox long baggy shorts, a shiney red velvet Epidemic shirt unbuttoned exposing his firm, ripped upperbody. His wife is wearing a long "Jimmi Zion" WWA shirt as a nighty, and a black thong underwear underneath it. She is resting in his arms as they toast with some wine. Zion's wounds are all bandaged up after his match with Shaman. Let's listen in.}

Jimmi Zion: {clanging his wine glass with Mikalia's} "To Alex, the next generation of the WWA."

Mikalia: "Who's Alex?"

Zion: "My son."

Mikalia: "Oh and who's said anything about him being a son. I swear that sometimes you really are worse than father."

Zion: "Relax baby, I'll be happy no matter what it is, as long as she has five fingers and five toes and...

{Mikalia turns to face him while still in his arms. The camera fights to not look directly at Mikalia sexy black thong and long dark skinned leg.}

Mikalia: "Oh so now he's a she?"

Zion: "Baby it doesn't matter what our baby looks like just as long as it has your awesome godlike beauty and my dazzling personality and talent. I'm telling you baby, we have the genetic makeup to create the single most perfect baby that this world has ever seen. It's in our genes."

Mikalia: "I know, but still if you keep wrestling in these matches, this baby won't have a father to look up to everyday."

Zion: "Baby, I got out alive didn't I? Not to meantion that I won. I went against all of the doubters and I proved them wrong. Hell I proved Shaman even wrong. All he could do was congradualate the winner with an ice cold beer. Which is the least he could do after what he did to me and my knee."

Mikalia: "Oh yeah that reminds me, let's talk about you knee."

{Mikalia shifts her position to where she is sitting up on her knees almost looking straight down at Jimmi.}

Mikalia: "What about the surgery that you are supposed to get following this match because of this feud with Shaman?"

Zion: "What about it love?"

Mikalia: "The doctors said, our Dr. Racelin gave a second opinion that concured with the doctors findings that you do in fact need surgery."

Zion: "And this means what?"

Mikalia: "Jimmi you need to come back home to London and take care of this before it gets worse."

Zion: "Mikalia, look at me right now."

{Zion politely pushes Mikalia off of him and stands up off the bed. He starts moving his sore knee.}

Zion: "Look at this knee. Yeah it hurts, but it doesn't require surgery. In the meantime I can always be careful with my work in the ring. In fact I am doing that right now. Bottomline, if my knee didn't stop me at May Revolution, then what in the bloody hell do you think that it's gonna stop me now. Maybe I will consider getting some surgery, but not right now. I'm on a role. I just got done beating the singles greatest and more extreme man in all of the WWA, let alone sports entertainment. "

Mikalia: {Standing up to argue her case with Zion.} "No Jimmi, you may of walked out as the winner, but moreorless you just survived. Nothing more. If anything, in a sense, Shaman did win, you will never be the same."

Zion: "And that's a bad thing?"

{Mikalia fumes with anger as she glares back at Zion. He runs back over to her, looking into her eyes.}

Zion: "That's not what I meant. I mean that I have changed, but not in a bad way. I have become versitile as a competitor, if anything this fight with Shaman has shown me that I do not have to rely on the innovative suicidal high flying moves in order to win. I can do more to win. This match showed it. I made the giant Shaman feet an uncanny amount of pain, now if I can do that to Shaman, imagine what I can do to anybody else who sets foot in the ring against me."

"Baby come over here and sit down, let me explain please."

{Zion helps his beloved but troubled wife back onto the bed and sits her down then knees down in front of her her on both knees to address her.}

Zion: "I've got two matches this week. One match against Venny LeTrav and Lockdown on Meltdown. You remember Lockdown. He said that you were a liability. He even tried to permanantly injury you, not to meantion that he almost killed our child. Luckily he didn't. He thought that he destroyed me. Well I am about to show him that he didn't even come close. He was also part of the reason why I lost my WWA GenX title to James Beam. I will get him back for that. As soon as this match. I would love to lock him up in one of my new submission moves. Don't think that for one moment I can't because if I can do it to Shaman, then I can certainly lock it in on Lockdown. Let's face it Shaman is a much better wrestler than Lockdown anyday of the week. If I can beat Shaman, I can and I will take out Lockdown. I will get my revenge on him for what he did to me and what he did to you, and what he almost did to our baby."

"Now Venny LeTrav, I don't have any beef with him other than the fact I just so happen to be in the right place, right time with him. I plan on taking LeTrav beyond his limits and then show that his best isn't good enough. This isn't personal with LeTrav, but I will show that I can take on anybody who the WWA throws my way, including a rajin cajin."

"Then I have a match on Fiesta against Se7en. I've faught him before, in a tag team match a couple of weeks ago, but never one on one. I plan on inflicting more pain on Se7en than he has ever inflicted on another human being in his entire tortured life."

"Kill...Kill...Kill...Kill...Kill...? He thinks that he can clip my wings? He thinks that I am rotting to the core, and that my heart will be no more? He better think again or else I'm gonna do what the U.S. Postal Service does whenever somebody puts on insuffient postage. I am going to personally return to the sender and make sure that he stays in his forsaken land of souls where he belongs because I don't belong here. Right now I belong right in your arms."

{Zion picks up his wife by the hands and then slides down on the bed pulling her on top of him.}

Zion: "But just so you know, that I don't want you at ringside when I fight these guys this week. You will get back on the Concord with your father and Dr. Racelin back to London. It's always great to have you here, and I miss you when you're not away, but this is something that I gotta do on my own without you by my side. I need to know that you are safe and sound back home where no harm will fall on you. Do you understand?"

Mikalia: {Trying to be brave and fight away the tears} "Yes!"

Zion: "It's important my love that you not just say the words but mean them. I need you to understand that I can't have you at ringside yet. Not until out baby is born."

Mikalia: "Yes I will."

Zion: "You will what?"

Mikalia: "Fly back tomarrow morning with my father and Dr. Racelin."

Zion: "Thank you. This is not something that I want to do, but for the good of the both of us and our baby, he has to be done."

Mikalia: "I know."

Zion: "Now I need to show you just how much I missed you."

{Zion pulls his beloved wife in to kiss her. While they are in their passionate embrace. The camera moves around to the back. Mikalia sits up and takes off her shirt exposing her bare back but nothing else as she continues to start making love to her husband. Zion flings the shirt off in the direction of the camera. The camer gets the idea and fades out.}

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