9 ( A black gloved hand opens the breaker box then begins to flip the switches cutting off all power within the facility.) 9
Talon quickly halts his training and looks around, knowing something is not right. He feels the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end as he quickly exits the ring. He looks around carefully, never saying a word or making a sounds as he looks for a flashlight in a nearby work desk.
9 (The shadow moves quickly and silently towards the ring area where Talon was last seen, the figure knows all to well that Talon is on the move. Anticipation and strategy is key to hunting a target as deadly as they come.) 9
Talon hears a slight rumble in the ring as the shadow moves about, he turns back and sees a glimmer of a figure move. Suddenly he looks back and sees nothing at all. Talon's senses are one high as he can litterally feel the presence of the intruder. His eyes dart across the room trying to find the shadow...
9 (The Shadow figure constantly stays on the move closing in on Talon with deadly intent, the shadow moves passed Talon its dark robes just brushing against Talon ever so slightly before quickly darting off into the cover of darkness when Talon spins around, a raspy whisper can be heard somewhere infront of Talon within the darkness.) 9
Raspy Whisper: You and I are destined to battle to the bitter end, there can only be one chosen successor.
Talon cocks his head slightly, inquisitive of the voice... He's not sure what to think, he steps forward a step, into the shadow.
Talon, "successor?... what the hell are you talking about?!"
Raspy Whisper: You know what I am talking about! You and I are both trained by him, both trained in different stages of his life! He is now dead and a new champion must be crowned to replace him.
Talon's eyes light up as he puts the pieces together.
Talon, "Mike? This is about Mike? Who are you? What do you want... I mean, why are you here now? You know what Michael Dredge would have done... he would have attacked, not wasted time talking in the shadows... the Mike Dredge I knew, was a man of action."
Raspy Whisper: Then draw his blade I will be waiting for you in the ring.
Talon exhales in frustration.
Talon, "I don't even know who you are, why would I waste my time? ...Show yourself."
9 (The shadow moves with haste to the ring as it rolls into the ring it pulls out a mag light turns it on right below its hooded face, with its free hand it slowly pulls back the hood revealing it to be Shakir who has a wicked grin on his face.) 9
Talon's eyes widen slightly as he is taken back at Shakir's appearance... He steps into the ring, still keeping out of striking distance as he tries to figure our what is really going on.
Talon, "Shakir! What are you doing?! Is this something Senester sent you to do? or are you on some sort of crazed Jihad?! Why are you wearing those robes.... What are you thnking?!"
Shakir: It speaks to me just as it used to speak to him, The Dark Messenger.... Now pull his blade out and let us finish this here and now infidel!
Talon, still refusing to believe that Shakir is speaking to the robes, steps back out of the ring, and slowly backs up to the large lockers on the wall in the training area.
Talon, "What makes you think I have his blade here anyways? and what do you want, do you want to die here? Do you REALLY think you can out duel me?"
9 ( Shakir lets out a cackle as he reaches into his robe pulling out a 9mm hand gun with a silencer on it with laser sight he slowly points the gun at Talon and says in a shaken voice.) 9
Shakir: I killed my own family in order to take this curse! Although it is a curse it is one that will ensure my rise to the top of the food chain here in HWA, I sacrificed it all in Allah's name my loyalty to allah is just as HIS once was and we aren't going to duel Mr. Wilkinson, because in duels there is mannerism and honor this battle there will be none of that only fighting for your very life by any means necessary! Only one will walk away from this confrontation....
Talon quickly flings open his locker door and grabs his .40 Caliber Glock 22. He flicks the finger switch on the M3 attacked light/laser with his index finger, training the laser on Shakir's nose and blinding him with the LED flashlight.
Talon, "Shakir! LISTEN TO ME! WALKS AWAY NOW! I dont want to have to Kill you, This is just wrestling, You can walk away at anytime.... You didn't kill your family! Its more of Senseter's mind games! You read the note... you know it is a part of his 'tests' He IS NOT YOUR GOD, HE IS NOT ALLAH, he is nothing more than a pagan, a false idle! Drop the gun and leave... now!"
9 (Shakir switches the laser sight off of his gun as soon as he drops straight to his back rolling out of the ring and opening fire in the direction of Talon, it all being done in one smooth motion.) 9
Talon hits the floor, hearing the rounds pierce the metal locker door where he was previously standing. He hits 911 on his cell phone and tosses it under the ring before getting up. While remaining crounched, Talon beigins to move tactically and tries to see if Shakir has left yet.
Talon thinks he sees something dark dart across the room but he isnt sure the raspy voice can be heard echoing in the room
Raspy Voice: I spent my entire life living in a war zone, do you really think you can take me in combat? Combat has been my life! It's all it will ever be Talon Wilkinson!
Shakir reaches into his robe pulling out two grenades he randomly throws them in the general direction he thinks Talon is at before darting behind a desk, the explosions go off rocking the entire room Shakir uses the explosion to his advantage and moves off into the shadows to get a better tactical advantage over Talon.
Talon still holds onto his pistol as he moves toward the direction of the explosions. He uses his light in spuratic bursts as to not give away his constant position. He gets close to where he thinks Sharik is and yells at him.
Talon, "Shakir! stop this! Get the hell out. I don't want to fight you. I am not your enemy. You align yourself with Senester and thats what you want to do, then so be it, just get the #### out!"
Raspy Voice: It's not about Senester fool! It's about me taking HIS place and destroying you in the process! This is about you, me, and HIM! I want to continue on his legacy you are not worthy! Talon..... I burned my family alive just as I was told it was to cleanse me, burn away my old life.... I plan to cleanse you of all of your distractions with this toy.....
9 ( A little remote control truck comes racing out of the shadows and straight into a wall of the Ice Box upon impact it explodes into flames the smell of napalm is strong about the area.)9
Raspy Voice: If you will not fight me now then maybe I shall give you a reason to starting with this place and then your beloved sister!
Sirens can be heard in the distance and the shadowy figure has anticipated this he quickly melds into the shadows for his escape
Suddenly the fire system activates and water begins to pour from the ceilings. The flames begin to extinguish as police and fire rescue storm in through the backside of the Ice Box.
As Shakir is in his old beat up car speeding he glances back with a smile once he gets a good distance away he slow the car down to the designated speed limit
Talon is soaked in the water back inside the ice box, he stashes his 40 cal in his office upstairs and comes back down to talk with the fire and police. The scene begins to pulls back as Talon gives his statement on what happened, all the while looking back out to the parking area, trying to figure out his next move... Shakir's final words still haunting him.
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