Shakir stands before a large wall mirror in a room that seems to be of a vacated house, the lights flicker in the room randomly revealing that Shakir is in his wrestling gear and grips tightly a black garment of some sort in his hands.

Shakir: Preparation is key to success…. Looking deeply into the eyes of one self reinforces the desire to rise above where so many others have failed…. How many times have you failed Ronnie Mcneil? You try to slip in the back door to scavenge whatever shred of spotlight that you can but fail miserably, you try to jar the focus from my beloved friend Curt by saying senseless ramblings that mean no difference, is it because like Buff Bridges you are being forgotten about? I think so Ronnie and just as you and Buff Bridges share one thing in common you Ronnie are still on a different path then Buff, your accomplishments and failings so vastly different…. History records show Ronnie that you have failed just as many times as Buff Bridges has been successful in his prime, the thing is Ronnie you never was anything or anybody Buff once was and in a way still is just as Allah says…. You say you might be a forgotten warrior in HIS eyes but maybe Ronnie you never was for seen as a warrior in HIS eyes, maybe you was something entirely different.

Shakir loosens his grip of the black garment and begins to stroke it with one hand while loosely gripping to it his other.

Shakir: How I would cherish the chance to take that All Stars championship from you and use it to my ends, however now is not the time for that. It is not time for that Ronnie because Allah does not wish it so, right now Allah wishes for Curt and I to take the tag belts, and to continue our course with the Spotlight belt. You might look at me Ronnie as a nobody, you might look at me as a untested upstart, you can even look at me as nothing more then a messenger boy of Allah.

Shakir sly wicked eyes focus in on his reflection

Shakir: You can look at me however you wish to look at me Ronnie, I have no real image…. Not now…. I have yet to be molded, shaped, created for now I am nothing more then a shadow, a silhouette of a man… Nothing more then a outline of a figure my true purpose of creation has yet to be determined because I still have to pass the trials that Allah has put before me in my long pilgrimage.. The pilgrimage I travel right now is to a place of freedom Ronnie, a place where I can be accepted and loved instead of shunned because of my heritage…. This place has roads of gold and gates of pearls, the bodies of water are of diamonds and gems, the sky is of brilliant blue, red, pink, orange, and every color in between this place I talk of Ronnie is the Kingdom of God! The world we live in Ronnie labeled and categorizes people of different color, creed, and nationality but in the Kingdom of God there is no such thing as human labeling and categorization, you was once there was you not Ronnie? But you have sinned against Allah, forsaken his name, his creations, his WILL!

Shakir’s voice begins to fill with hot passionate zeal, anger, and rage.

Shakir: All that you have now Ronnie is because Allah deems it so and you still fail to give praise to the greatness that is Allah, you still fail to realize and understand that you was created for a REASON! Every chance given to you to succeed you blemish with excuses and poor work ethic, you are not worthy to even stand outside of the gate of the Kingdom of God, YOUR NOT EVEN WORTHY OF EVEN THINKING OF ALLAH! How long will you cling to that All Stars belt before dropping the ball as your so famous for Ronnie? How long will shear dumb luck keep you afloat? Really how many title defenses will you manage to scrape by? I say three months Infidel is all you will last, three months and the great Ronnie Mcneil will be cast down into the bottomless pit with no chance of returning. Watch my friend Curt be a great champion and learn how a true champion conducts business both inside and outside of the ring Ronnie because it’s something you have long forgotten to do…. I shall pray for you Ronnie, pray that Allah has mercy upon your pathetic soul, I pray that you will prove me wrong and make the right choices that have been laid before you…. Up until now Ronnie you were blind to those choices, but now that I have opened the door for you I have one question for you.


Will Allah and his angels see you on the other side?

The scene ends as Shakir releases the black garment watching it fall softly to the floor