*We open in a room at the Hilton Chicago, Kevin Armstrong is laying on the bed, he's watching the latest of what's going on in the HWA and talking on his cellphone. He takes a drink from one of the bottles from the the mini bar and continues his conversation. *
Kevin: Yeah I'm in Chicago now, got a room and now I'm just waiting for Maniac to arrive.
*Kevin listens for a moment, taking another drink.*
Kevin: Don't worry Santino, I've already spoken to my contacts here and Maniac and Antonio aren't leaving Chicago...well at least not alive. What about the other two, Mandy and Greg?
*As he's listening to what he's told Kevin finishes off the bottle, tossing it aside Kevin heads over to the mini bar grabbing another.*
Kevin: Understood, I'll tell my contact it's fair game. I gotta admit once that schizophrenic dikhead is dead I wouldn't mind getting me a piece of of Mandy's fine ass.
*Kevin chugs the bottle as Santino continues his instructions. After he empties the bottle Kevin tosses it aside.*
Kevin: Got it, have it look like a robbery gone wrong...Mandy gets kidnapped, becomes my love slave. Not to mention I'll be filthy rich after this, and what woman doesn't love a rich man?
*Kevin laughs for a moment before listening to the other end of the conversation.*
Kevin: Don't worry, I got this under control. Once I have this taken care of you'll be running Romano Enterprises in no time. Which reminds me, besides the obvious billions of dollars that place makes why do you want to run the place so bad?
*Kevin listens intently rubbing his chin when suddenly his jaw drops.*
Kevin: No shit? Wow, so THAT'S what the bastard has been working on all these years. No wonder he locked Maniac away, he wouldn't have been able to concentrate to accomplish that.
*Kevin listens again nodding here and there in agreement, saying"yep" as he does so. Kevin's eyes suddenly widen and his jaw drops again.*
Kevin: There's more? Damn, well when you take over you gotta give me a tour. Ok, I'll get ahold of my contact and let him know the plan. I'll call you when it's done.
*Kevin hangs up the phone and tosses it on the bed. He quickly gets up off the bed and heads over to his travel bag. He unzips its, digging through its contents until he finds what he's looking for. Kevin holds the silver snubnose revolver in the light, watching it gleam. He smiles knowing that this gun will be the end of Antonino and Maniac. Kevin heads back over to the bed, tossing the gun on the bed and picking his phone back up. He dials a number then puts the phone to his ear waiting for the other end to pick up. When the do Kevin immediately immediately starts talking.*
Kevin: It's me, we're on. I have the gun you're going to use, we need to meet up and discuss the plan in full detail. Meet me at Millennium Park in half an hour, don't be late.
*Kevin hangs up the phone and puts it in his pocket. He tucks the gun in his belt and covers it with his shirt. He grabs the bullets out of his travel bag, puts them in his other pocket, grabs his car and hotel keys and heads out the door.*
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Off camera
*Had just arriving in Chicago a few hours ago, Maniac and the gang stop at a local restaurant to try some of that world famous Chicago style pizza. The restaurant isn't that busy, people occupy tables here and there but most tables are empty. The trio are sitting at a table in the corner, all enjoying the pizza they're stuffing their faces with. Greg is wearing a grey t-shirt, bluejeans, and black sneakers. Mandy is wearing one of Maniacs Suicide Kings jerseys, bluejeans, and pink shoes, her hair still pulled back and in pig tails. Maniac is wearing a black Marvel shirt with various characters from the Marvel universe on it, black dickie pants, and black sneakers. As the three continue to eat Maniac notices a young man in the opposite corner keep staring over at them momentarily then look away. As he watches Maniac swears he sees the young man keep reaching into the grey hoodie he's wearing, as if he's checking to make sure whatever he has in that inside pocket is still there. Maniac excuses himself from the table and casually walks over the man who sitting alone in a booth. The man doesn't notice Maniac approaching as he eats his pizza until he sits in the empty seat across from him. The man's eyes widen in shock and he drops his pizza back on his plate. Maniac smiles, a small laugh escaping his lips.*
Maniac: You know, I get the feeling you're not a fan. So that begs the question, who are you and what the fuk do you want?
*The man sits there for a moment still shocked, he shakes it off though and clears his throat. *
Man: My name is Jack, and what I want is to make a name for myself.
*Jack and Maniac stare at each for a moment, an understanding of Jack's true intentions become clear to Maniac who shakes his head.*
Maniac: We don't have to do this, I'm just trying to enjoy some Chicago style pizza with my girl and my friend. You can just walk away and we'll go our separate ways like this never happened.
*Jack sighs, shaking his head. *
Jack: I have to do this, otherwise the boss will kill me. I'm really sorry Maniac, I'm actually a huge fan of both you and Antonio.
Maniac: Yeah, I'm sorry too Jack.
*The two stare at each other for a few minutes, waiting for the other to make a move. Getting impatient, Jack reaches for his inside pocket and Maniac quickly stands up, flipping the table and its crashes into Jack who drops the silver snubnose revolver which he barely got out of his inside pocket. It lands next to him on the seat and slides a bit stopping near the edge. Both Maniac and Jack look at the gun and then at each other, both with the same idea. Maniac rushes towards the gun while Jack pushes the table off of himself then quickly lunges for the gun himself. The both crash into each other as they both get their hands on the gun. They wrestle for control of the weapon for a moment, rolling across the floor and when they'd stop they both headbutt and kick each other hoping the other would let go. Suddenly the loud pop of a shotgun goes off and both men immediately stop. The owner off the restaurant, an older man with grey hair, grey mustache, and a portly belly come walking up shotgun in hand aimed at the ready. Both Maniac and Jack slowly let go of the gun and stand up, arms raised over the heads. The owner picks up the snubnose revolver and puts it in his pocket, he then points his shotgun at Jack but talks to Maniac.*
Restaurant owner: I'm Joe, a friend of Antonio's. He called and told me that he'd recommended my place to you. So honored you came and apologize you had to deal with this scum. Don't worry, we're all friends of both you, Antonio, and of course your girlfriend and friend you brought.
*Joe smiles as Maniac looks around, noticing everyone nodding.*
Joe: We'll take care of him, don't worry. And your meal is of course on the house for the inconvenience.
Maniac: I appreciate that, but I'd like to talk to him first. Got a basement where we can have more privacy for...creative tactics for making him talk.
Joe: We do, I'll have him put there until you arrive.
*Joe gives a signal and two waiters drag Jack off as a bus boy picks up the table and makes sure the area looks like nothing happen. Maniac walks back over to Mandy and Greg who were watching from their table. Mandy jumps up from her seat, rushing Maniac and embracing him in a big hug. They kiss passionately and Maniac assures her he's ok and that everything is going to be fine. He has Greg go get the camera from the bus and as he does explains to Mandy that she has to stay up here, what he's about to do isn't for her eyes. The two couple kiss again and Mandy goes and sits back down. Maniac makes his way to the basement just as Greg comes back in the door with the camera. Maniac smiles and the two are lead by a waiter to the basement.
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On camera
*The scene opens to Maniac walking down a corridor towards a door, he's following what looks to be a waiter as they walk in silence. As they get closer Maniac smiles, breaking the silence. *
Maniac: Oh Matt, I'm so delighted to hear that you are so thrilled for this Asylum match. So eager to step into my playground so we can settle our little...disagreement. You know Matt, I can't speak for the other veterans of HWA but I understand you and your friends kept this company afloat for these past years. Nobody disputing that, what my problem is you lap dogs following your mis-advised master thinking I'm going to be disrespected when all I wanted to do is help by passing on some knowledge or however else I could. But no, you all jump on the disrespect bandwagon with your master. But no matter Matt because we will meet in the Asylum match and if you thought what I did at Havoc was bad just you wait because I have plenty more and then some for you.
*Maniac laughs as they continue walking.*
Maniac: I have to say Matt, kudos on the undsactioned idea. I love the idea and are down to sign any paper work necessary to relieve responsibility from HWA, Butch, and Wisdom. Something that you said bothered me Matt, I'm not trying to drive any wedges between you and anyone. I'm simply trying to get you to open your eyes to the deceit around you. Watch them Matt, watch how they look at you differently. How they'll talk to you, treat you, all different now that you've expressed how much you want this too. It's against their plans and anyone against their plans they consider an enemy. Don't believe me? Watch your friend Jeremy's recent promos. He's already begun, calling our match a...and I quote “lets have a everybody almost dies match.”
*Maniac shakes his head. *
Maniac: It's already begun, they're trying to sabatoge your thoughts, your confidence. They don't believe you can compete let alone beat me in the Asylum match so they want you to second guess it and yourself just enough to keep you in line. Another thing I agree with you on Matt, I'll definitely be seeing you soon. It won't be hard to find me at Havoc, I'll be ringside getting a close view of both Sean's and Jeremy's matches so come on down. Bring your Sensei captain cosplay, Butch, whoever you want and I'll bring my lead pipe. We'll have a pre-Asylum match party, it'll be a grand ol' time!
*They finally reach the door and Maniac stops, turning towards the camera.*
Maniac: Well this is where we part ways, see you at Havoc Matt.
*Maniac laughs following the waiter into the room as the scene fades to black. *
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