(Senester): What an apt pupil you were Ronnie. Where did that hunger go? Look at you now Ronnie McNeil…you feet are planted in the same spot there were then. In-between you’ve taken a few steps forward, but you always move equal steps back. You were not strong enough. You did not have the control. You did not have the mind, the heart or the soul to complete your training. You’re a drop-out Ronnie McNeil. I assigned you one easy task and let us see what you made of it following our detailed conversation…
Senester once again focuses on the screen that begins to show footage once more from four years ago, only two days following Ronnie McNeil’s conversation with Senester, the footage begins with a local news report from Birmingham.
“al. com has learned that Mayor Bernard Kincaid is under investigation for numerous discrepancies in the city's general budget, possible money laundering through personal and city accounts, and that his wife, Althea Kincaid, has been charged with 1st degree possession of a controlled substance with the intent to distribute when she was caught just outside of Bessmer with over 50 kilos of marijuana in her possession. Mrs. Kincaid denies the allegations, saying that "this wasn't her car, that she was borrowing it from a friend." Mayor Kincaid, under fire for having vetoed the latest proposed pay raise for the city's police, fire, and P & R workers, has not been available for comment since these charges have come down..... Meanwhile, in the office of the mayor, we find Mr. Kincaid, whimpering at his door, knowing that all these allegations are true, and that his career is nearing the end, with prison coming around the corner. He makes a hurried phone call to his daughter, telling her to get out of their Ensley home, then hangs up, makes another call to quite possibly the most influential man in Birmingham now.......Ronnie McNeil....)
(Kinkaid): Ron................Ron....I really need your help man. I'm in it deep. Somehow they found out about...
(McNeil): Say nothing. Have your office checked for wire taps and bugs. I'm on my way.
(Across town, we see the familiar, yet new 2007 midnight black Navigator slowly making its way downtown, as police speed past going in the opposite direction, more than likely heading for the Kincaid's Ensley home. Ronnie makes a phone call of his own, dialing up an unknown person, at least to us....)
(McNeil): Everything is in motion. Inform Lord Senester of my arrival later tonight. And thank you again for the info. Nice to know where the money has been....
Some time later…we fade in inside of the mayor's office. Mayor Kincaid is understandably freaking out, and now has a revolver in his possession. A single knock is heard at the chamber door. Kincaid quickly runs over, and opens the door....)
(Kinkaid): Man, I am so fukng glad to see you. I really need you man.
(McNeil): I bet. You've got the city pretty pissed at you, you know. All your business out in the street like that, and nothing you can do about it.
(Kinkaid): That's why I called you, Ron. With your help and the help of the society, I can get through this. Will you help me, brother?
(McNeil): Of course, brother......
As Kincaid starts to walk out of his office, Ronnie picks up the gun that Bernard left on his desk, and strikes him from behind in the side of the head. Ronnie opens the door, and in walks two druids, obliviously sent from Dark Horse Towers.)
(McNeil): Is the site ready?
Yes, master.
(McNeil): Bring him to the car.
Yes, master.
And with that, the two druids make off with the unconscious Mayor Kincaid, as Ronnie closes the door. We are then taken to the passenger side of Ronnie’s Truck. Ronnie is driving and has a stern look on his face. Kincaid is laying in the back of his truck, moving ever so slightly, and breathing heavily. He is still out of it as you get to the gates of a church. Ronnie pushes a button on a clicker he has in his bag and the gates open. You look around on this cold dreary night. The moon is hidden behind the clouds, the stars are completely gone, the night is dark, almost black, with just a little of the moon light escaping the firm grip the clouds have on it. Ronnie pulls the truck up to the broken down doors and turns it off.
(McNeil): Take his bags in as well as mine. Set things up in there while I go get him.
The druid nods as he grabs his bag and throws it over his shoulder, and heads into the church. He takes a look behind him to see Ronnie throwing Kincaid over his shoulder and steps over the broken doors and kicks away the pile of broken benches and ripped hymnbooks to make a clear path for Ronnie. He walks down the aisle all the way to the altar and places the bag down next to what appears to be a small bathtub. Not far from the tub is a small metal barrel. There are a stack of newspapers, a can of gasoline, and two steel chairs next to the barrel as well. He places Kincaid's bag next to the barrel. You hear a bit of a rustle and look to see Ronnie carrying Kincaid into the church. Ronnie places Kincaid down right in front of the small bathtub. Kincaid is in his casual attire as he went straight to the dressing room and changed after the press conference. He has on a black silk shirt, black slacks, and black Timberland boots. Ronnie rips off Kincaid's black full-length coat and shades.
Ronnie throws newspapers into the barrel and pours some gasoline on it. He takes a booklet of matches out and light one, dropping it into the barrel. A huge flame comes shooting out of the barrel almost as tall as you are. The flame calms down a bit, but this is only the beginning of the fire that will be held here tonight. Ronnie tosses the coat and shades to you as you throw them into the fire. Ronnie finally throws his bag down as well. It was unzipped and it opens wide as it hits the ground. We see his plane ticket and wrestling gear in the glimpses we get of the bag from the fire. Usually, on any other night, he would be thinking of how to wrestle his way into HWA history. But not tonight, not this night. He has a plan, he has a goal. And wrestling is not even in his mind. He lost something he went through hell to get. He lost something that he had to survive through hell in the hood to obtain. He had to crawl and scratch his way from the extreme depths of poverty. He lost something he cared deeply about because Kincaid wanted to "fit in" with his pledge mates. Kincaid had slipped up many times during his term. Ronnie knew that and commented on it. But slipping up in office is different than during a match. Kincaid had, up until this point, always been business when it came time for it, but this week was different, and because of it, he has put the honor of the Society in danger. On top of that, Ronnie knows the truth about the event that changed his life. And that only infuriates him further. You go into your bag and grab a pair of handcuffs. You toss them to Ronnie and he handcuffs Kincaid's arms behind him.)
(McNeil): Bernard, can you hear me Bernard?
Kincaid's eyes are glazed slightly and he is starting to come around. He goes to move his arms and realizes they are handcuffed behind him. He looks up and sees Ronnie.
(Kinkaid): What the hell is going on? Where is my coat? Why am I handcuffed? What the fuk is burning?
(McNeil): You are here because you need some salvation. You lost sight of why you were given the power you had. You lost that desire, that drive, that pain tolerance that you once had. You lost EVERYTHING, your wife, your child, your composure, yourself.
Kincaid spits at Ronnie. Ronnie wipes it off and smacks Kincaid across the face.
(McNeil): Yeah sure, NOW you are full of piss and vinegar. Your coat and wallet are in that fire. As will be everything else that is Kincaid. I will beat the Kincaid out of you Bernard. You are not Bernard Kincaid. He is dead. The USSR and traditional Russians have a theory. Salvation comes through suffering. You will suffer tonight like you have never suffered before.
Kincaid tries to get up and the druid tosses Ronnie one of the steel chairs. Ronnie levels Kincaid in the head with the chair sending him crashing down to his knees. Ronnie goes over to Kincaid and gets right in his face.
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