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*{Topeka, Kansas}

*{The scene opens inside a local hospital in Topeka where "Sky Flyin" Jimmi Zion was taken to following his totally graphic and brutal attack at the hands of Shaman on Fiesta. A few hours have passed. The scene opens in the lobby where we see Jimmi Zion's family awaiting on the news of his progress. His pregnant wife, Mikalia Rush-Zion, sits leaning on her mother Guynyvyre's shoulder quietly while her father Maximillion paces back and forth. Their family doctor, Dr. Lance Racelin sits quietly observing the scene. Racelin is a fairly middle aged man, who looks to be in his late 40s, early 50s sits dignified and quiet in a chair.}

Maximillion: "Blast, why can't we see him? We're his family for crying out loud."

Dr. Racelin: "Patience Max, I am sure that their just trying to make sure that everything's in order."

Maximillion: "I just can't stand nor do I understand all of this waiting."

Racelin: "Believe it or not, but I honestly believe that there is a reason for why they are making you all wait for him. Let's just wait until the doctor gets her, then we can address these concerns then."

Maximillion: "Of course."

{The door open and a female doctor walks out heading in the direction of the family. She is a fairly young doctor, about in her mid, late 30s, a pretty attractive young woman with long curly strawberry blond hair. She is a tall woman, at about 5'11-6'0. She stops in front of the family.}

Female doctor: "Mr. and Mrs. Rush, Mrs. Mikalia Zinn?"

Maximillion: {Walking over to her.} "Yes, why do you make us wait her. We're his family."

Doctor: "Yes, I do apologize for that, give me a moment to explain. I am Dr. Swenson. The reason why we made you all wait was merely at the patient's request. Mr. Zion did not want you to see him in his present state until we at least had a chance to dress his wounds and give a proper, objective diagnosis."

Max: "Well did you."

Dr. Swenson: "Yes we did, and we ran some test to make sure he is alright. He has suffered a great amount of damage to his knee, that will require surgery. He also has a mild concussion. It could of been worse so he is lucky it's not. Some whiplash affects. We stitched up all of his wounds that he substained in his match, but it does appear like there are more mental damage than physical...and I've taken care of my fair share of professional wrestling injuries. His injuries are very severe"

Max: "Can we see him now?"

Swenson: "Yes and no. He meant no offense to this, but even in his drugged up state, he specifially only asked for his wife. I hope that you do not mind if she only be allowed to see him until he fully comes to. Then we can allow the rest of you to see him."

Max: "We understand, Mikalia, he's waiting for you."

Swenson: "Now before you get in, there is something you need to know, when the EMTs were tending to him at the arena, he came to and felt the full force of his pain. He became hysterical to say the least, so they had to sedate him in order to stabilize him, so he will still be a little drugged up, but will recognize you. Most importantly, he will be very happy to see you."

Mikalia: "Of course, just take me to him"

Swenson: "Right this way please."

{The Dr. Swenson, leads Mikalia away from her mother and father to the room where Jimmi Zion is currently behind help. She arrives at the door and walks in. She walks in and sees Jimmi Zion, resting comfortably with all of his wounds bangaged up. He is sleeping comfortably. Mikalia runs over to him. Tears fall down her cheek as she runs over to see him. She crawls into his bed, and begins kissing each and every one of his wounds sensually. As she kisses him, Jimmi Zion slowly begins to stir as he comes to. Mikalia stops what she is doing as her eyes and looks into his eyes.}

Mikalia: "Jimmi, you're alright. I was so worried for you."

Jimmi Zion: "I'm still here. I would never leave you nor forsake you. I couldn't even if I tried. My angel has awakened me."

Mikalia: "So how are you?"

Jimmi: "I hurt like hell, but I'm alive and that's where Shaman messed up."

Mikalia: "Boy you really know how to piss somebody off."

Jimmi: "Tell me about it, but believe it or not, it's been worth it, and if I ever had the chance to do it again, I would in a heartbeat."

Mikalia: "You gotta stop putting me through this. You have me and a baby on the way. The last thing you will do is make me a widow."

Jimmi: "Baby, who said anything about making you a widow. I will never do such a thing. You are my angel and even if your still over a 1000 plus miles away, you are more near me than ever. All this that Shaman could do to me, he thinks it's his best, his most extreme and he hasn't even begun to stop me. I'm still...

living...

breathing...

fighting...

and as long as there is breath in this body, I will continue to fight. Even after everything he did to me tonight, I am still here. That won't change."

Mikalia: "But Jimmi, he almost killed you tonight. Who's to say that he can't finished what he started at May Revolution in this Hymilayan Pit match."

Jimmi: "Hymilayan pit fight what?"

Mikalia: "I just saw the card, it's been signed to have you and Shaman fight in a sanctioned Hymilayan Pit Fight match at May Revolution. I don't know what it is, but it's dangerous, and you signed the contract to fight him at the ppv?"

Jimmi: "Mikalia, baby, who said anything about losing? Didn't you see that match tonight. Although my own knees were shot to hell, I still faught to the very end. Did you NOT see the part where I made Shaman submit? Everybody treats him like he's all that...extreme...and a bag of potato chips, and I made him tap out. I made him feel pain. ME...Sky Flyin Jimmi Zion, an innovative, extreme, GenX high flyer did a submission move, but not just any submission move, I did a modification of one, and that was a move that made that blood thirsty maniac tap. Now if I can make him tap once, I can pin him. If I can make him feel pain, I can pin him. If I can do all that, I can make him feel what I felt tonight. I'll admit, I hurt like hell, but to be honest, so does he and if I can step it up at the PPV, Shaman doesn't stand a chance in hell."

Mikalia: "But everybody thinks that you don't stand the chance in hell Jimmi. They think that you are in way over your head here. They think that you signed your death warrent with this match."

Jimmi: "Let them think what they wanna think. I say that even in the midst of all my pain that I went through tonight...and trust me I did go through just that. That didn't just hurt me, it was a nightmare turned real. But it also made me even stronger than ever. Everybody thinks that I don't have a let...er I mean knee to stand on. Let them think whatever they wanna think. I'm going to march right into Indianapolis, Indiana. Walk into the RCA dome, and tear it down with Shaman in it."

"Mark my words my love. Everybody could be right and lets say that for one moment that they are. If I am die at May Mayhem in this Hymilayan pit fight match. Mark my words...

I WILL TAKE SHAMAN WITH ME!

"I accept my fate, but at May Revolution, I will rise above and beyond my pain and drag Shaman straight to hell with me. Misery loves company...no I'm not talking about the WWA wrestler, and current GenX champion, Misery. I'm talking about how Shaman and I will still continue fighting all the way into the inner depths of hell itself."

"I may be extreme, he has proven that he is the epitomy of extreme, but at May Revolution, I may win, I may lose, but I will never go quietly. Most importantly, I will dragg Shaman with me into the grave."

Mikalia: "But Jimmi, I don't want you to die, and I don't want you're baby growing up without knowing who his father was?"

Jimmi: "Mikalia. {He looks into Mikalia's big beautiful brown eyes wiping away her tears off her cheek} "Mikalia...who said anything about losing? I am aware that it could happen, but I am not going out to lose. When I fight, I will go out and fight to win. I will show Shaman that I am more than extreme than his allustrious career could ever dream of being. This isn't a matter of pulling off the upset of all upsets, this is a matter of showing my unborn child who it's father really is and how he lived and will continue to live out his life. Day by day, moment by moment. I never fear death, but through this helps me to cherish life even more and thus sailing me into immortality. I am more than a man, and at May Revolution, everybody will bare witness to this."

Mikalia: "But what about you knee? The doctor said that you will require surgery because of all of the injuries that you have substained because of Shaman."

Jimmi: "Let me worry about the match and my knee. I will take care of that when the time comes. In the meantime, I will go out into that arena and wrestle the greatest match to date. If my name isn't the supernatural phenomenon...Sky Flyin Jimmi Zion. I will win or die."

Mikalia: "I don't want you to die."

Jimmi: "Once again you and this thing about death. I am put in a position where I have no choice but to win. Losing is never an option for me. Victory is my only way out. Simple as that."

Mikalia: "You're right Jimmi, I shouldn't doubt you or your abilities, or your continual fighting spirit. You know what you can and can't do and you are not one to allow Shaman to casts fear in you. You will beat him. I believe in you, but for right now can you just hold me? I've missed you my beloved."

{Mikalia just cuddles up on top of Zion, kissing his chest. Her tears falls onto his chest as she just falls asleep in his arms.}

Jimmi: "I've missed you my love. Although I am scared right now, I know that it will pass. Shaman hasn't seen the last of me, and he will regret the day he ever tried to kill me. He won't make you a widow nor will he make my child grow up without a father. I'll personally see to that. This is my vow!"

{Jimmi gives his sleeping wife a kiss and just holds her tightly as the camera fades out.}

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