Friends? None. Enemies? Possibly One More. (o2a)

[Kenji Katana]

It was a cold night in Compton, and Kenji was visiting an old friend. He went by the name of Dragon, a nickname he earned from using his favorite weapon, a flame thrower.

As the door opens, Kenji sits across from a man sitting in a throne like chair.

Kenjiha.... Long time no see.

I've been busy. I'm gonna be a wrestler now, figure I need to get away from this gang shit for a while. It's a good way to make alot of money, so what're you gonna do?


I can't walk away from this gang shit. There's nothing else for me to do.


You could always do the same thing I'm doing.


Wrestling? Nah, that shits fake anyways.


That's what's good about it. No real effort you need to put in it....


Half an hour later, Kenji leaves.
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Figure I might as well walk around.


Walking around, Kenji gets into a fight on the street. About an hour later, he is walking out of a bar when he bumps into a person on the street. He pulls out his katana, but puts it away when he sees who he sees. The face was instantly recognizable from XWA.
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Well, what're you doing around these parts?

[Tyson Terra]

Just what exactly IS a man like Tyson Terra doing in a place like this? That's a good question...but it was Terra who obviously had the questions that really needed answering. Here stood an obviously misguided young man who had an apparent pension for violent behavior. One doesn't walk around on the street with a sword unless they are such. Or a ninja...but if that were the case he'd be a little less conspicuous.

Terra wasn't in his usual business attire. In a place like this, that's calling for unwanted attention...not that he's afraid to fight of course. It's just the trunk of his car isn't big enough to hold as many bodies as he'd probably have to "dispose" of, so a black leather jacket and shirt with black jeans and boots strapped up over the legs would do the trick. Even the most hardened gang banger wouldn't mess with him, because anytime a white guy's in a "hood" like this, he's there for a reason, and not a good one.

What am I doing here? Looking around this place, I'm asking myself the same question. What is anyone doing here? Why would anyone be satisfied living in these kind of conditions? Whatever...I'm not a social worker.

The reason I came here is to find you, Mr...Ma-za-hu-ah-me, am I correct?

[Kenji Katana]

Gangmembers, that's really the only people here.


He looks the man up and down, before coughing.


Yea, Kenjiha Mazahuame. I know you from XWA, but why are you here for me?

[Tyson Terra]

I've been able to...how you say...acquire access to the XWA's profile information, and I looked up yours to see that you're a very...unique...individual. One who could easily be disregarded because of your upbringing.

See, people out there..."up there"...only see someone like you as a spot to be filled. They don't care about your well being because they realize that someone like you who has little, will accept little.

It's the very nature of business, what this country was built on. A select, wealthy few reaping the benefits of the sweat of the common man, while giving them little as reward.

You're a fighter. A warrior. If we were thousands of years in the past, a man like you would have almost god-like power in this world. But now, the world considers you just another street thug.

But me? I can give you at least the chance to be a warrior king. A man who's looked at with both fear and respect. I wouldn't have come all this way if I didn't think you weren't able to "play the game". The question is, Mr. "Lone Wolf", are you willing to run with a pack?

[Kenji Katana]

Hmmm, a pack? Those were some good points you made, but then again, I don't give a fuck what anyone says because they end up meeting Whiplash here....


He pulls out his Katana


or my fucking fists. But, that really is an interesting proposition you make. I'd like to hear more.


He sheathes his Katana and stares at the man inquisitively.

[Tyson Terra]

Things are going to get very interesting in the fair XWA come next year. The wheels are already in motion as a matter of fact. Something's going to be happening that'll make what's happened already look like a little boy running home from the park because he lost a game of basketball.

There's going to be a war coming...and I'm going to need soldiers in that war because there will be those in XWA who're going to fight us tooth and nail to prevent what must happen from happening. Better you to be on my side than a soldier standing against me or worse...a casualty in the crossfire.

Terra reaches into his pocket and pulls out his wallet. From within the wallet is pulled a business card which he offers to this man called Katana.

I can't get into too much detail right now. There's a time and a place for everything. Just know that you're being given the chance of a lifetime, and when the time comes that you do find out who I really am, I trust you'll take that chance and join me.

Not doing so would be how you say..."not a good look". But please, don't take that as a threat. Once you see what's going to happen, I expect you to be in contact with me pretty quickly.

If you happen to call that number, follow the instructions you're given to the letter. For now, I have to be incognito...so forgive me if I'm being a little "mysterious" here.

All of your questions will be answered if you're willing to wait for the answers to come to you.

But if I may ask...what does a man like you seek to gain in the XWA by himself anyway? The fight? The money? What motivates...you?

[Kenji Katana]

Kenji studies the card, before looking again at the man standing before him.

Dude, you sound like a fucking fortune teller right now. This is wrestling, this aint no goddamn Call of Duty. But you know what, I'm honored you came all the way out here just to tell me this bullshit. Listen man...

XWA? That's wrestling. It aint no war or no bullshit like that, so at the moment, unless you can convince me more, it looks like I'ma be by myself.

Oh, and I'm in it for 2 things....

The money...

He pulls off his hood to show the dragon tattoo on this face.[/i]

And the gangs. See this? I got this when me and Tato Uchiha started the American Dragons. 10 years later, I got tired of that bullshit. So now, I'm joinin' XWA. Seems maybe I can get away from this gang shit if I go on the road.

He puts the card in his pocket and puts his hood over his head again.[/i]

So you gonna tell me some shit about this so-called "war", or you just gonna waste my time?

[Tyson Terra]

No, I'm not.

Like he said, there was a time and a place for everything. And this wasn't the time nor the place.

You sound a little confused though. You see, stepping into the XWA with your kind of bravado is going to get you two things, hurt and embarrassed. You think all this gang garbage is going to matter when someone like Magnus Von Schwartz throws you around like a rag doll, or when Kayn flattens you like a pancake, should you ever even have the honor of facing him? Or when someone like a Syrus The Entertainer makes you look like a fool on national televison? No my friend, it's not just "wrestling". You've walked into a new kind of combat, like the days of ancient Greece when gladiators battled for the entertainment of screaming, bloodthirsty patrons. The only difference is that nobody gets killed...but you will wish you were dead after the beatings I see a brash, arrogant man like you take.

You'd get chewed up and spat out right back to these miserable streets, and nobody would have a care in the world because you're just another thug who thinks he's the baddest man on the planet. A word of advice though Mr. Katana...a word about truth and reality...

...they both hurt.

But you have the card. When you're ready to become a king and not a pawn, you know what to do, and when the next season begins you'll know when to do it.

Tyson slid he wallet back into his pocket and began to turn back to his car. Looking back one more he says this...

Just remember that one man doesn't conquer on his own, and I wouldn't want to have to make a casualty out of you Mr. Katana...but I will if I have to.

[Kenji Katana]

Watching the car speed off into the night, Kenji studies the card given to him again

All this about war and shit, you wanna see a fucking war, stay here in Compton for a while.

He sees a phone number at the bottom, and he remembers the mans words...

You'd get chewed up and spat out right back to these miserable streets, and nobody would have a care in the world because you're just another thug who thinks he's the baddest man on the planet.

Haha, aint shit thug about me. I'd like to see him live a week in my shoes.

And with that, Kenji steps off into the night.

[Tyson Terra]

Meanwhile, as Tyson's Corvette speeds down the I-5 towards Los Angeles, he gets a phone call on his cell.

Hello?

So did your scouting mission pay off?

We'll have to see in due time whether he comes around or not.

You're wasting your time with these fools, Tyson. Most of them are just out for themselves anyway.

That's where you're wrong, my dear V. When the truth is finally revealed, men like him will come to me willingly because they know they can reap so much more in my "army". You've already seen one of them make the wise choice. It's only a matter of time before others follow. Is the jet ready?

Yes. But if I may ask, why are you stopping in Chicago first? I thought you were heading to Italy to see "him"?

I am, but there's another man who I think will be very useful to the cause that I'd like to speak to first...