James Caine...Kansas Dark...

Two opposite ends of the mental spectrum.

That's what we are.

A veteran and a rookie.

A city man who grew up in the woods and a man who's lived on the plains, in the country.

And yet we can get along if we wanted to...

But last Tuesday Kansas crossed the line.

Kansas called me....

ME...

A has-been.

Do I look like I'm done yet?

I'm only thirty years old...

I still got ten years left in my tank at least.

Hell I'm about to win back to back pool of blood championships in oWF.

I'm about to win the massacre title in RCW.

And I'm about to kick a kuntree man's ass in AW.

But I'm a has-been?

Time to show the kid the ropes.

The ropes that are around MY ring.

Oh sure, he might've scored the upper hand on me on Action last week a couple of times.

But that was the element of surprise.

I didn't expect the little shit to come out of left field like that.

AGAINST ME!

I guess I thought he'd be smarter than that...

But like I've said before.

Apparently I was wrong.

It's not the first, and won't be the last time.

However I'm not wrong in this... I will beat your ass Dorothy.

I'm not the wicked witch,

I'm the tornado that's gonna send you flying into the wonderful land of Oz.

Doubt me?

Try me.

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[Monday, August 4th, 2008]
[Maricopa County,Tempe,Az]
[ James Caines Apartment ]

Caine is sitting alone in the small apartment he bought to escape from reality. The place James went now that Alice's had been bought out and demolished for a low class burger place, movie theater, blockbuster, and grocery store. With Alice's gone, James needed a new place to get away from what was real and hide with his pencils, and his paper. A place he could quietly write his novel's, and workout in peace, undisturbed-

*KNOCK*KNOCK*KNOCK*

James ignoros the knocking at the door, and [*KNOCK*KNOCK*KNOCK*]continues his pushups, trying to clear his writer's block, but it just won't go anywhere, and there's nothing he can do to figure it out. He had written himself into a corner, and it wasn't the first time. [*KNOCK*KNOCK*KNOCK*] At least James had found the pattern, the bloock appeared everytime Cheri disappeared. Which might've been really why he sld Alice's... The memory of Cheri that stood with it. That might've been why he bought the [*KNOCK*KNOCK*KNOCK*] apartment way on the outer edge of town, high into the air. Maybe he just liked not being distur-

*KNOCK*KNOCK*KNOCK*

"WHAT THE FUCK!" James finally screams as he stands and heads to the door. he glances out the peep hole but seeing nothing he reaches behind him and grabs for his 12-guage benelli, and ripped open the door to reveal a Hungy Howie's pizza delivery guy. The pizza guy's eye's grow as big as tennis balls as he stares down the barrel of the benelli. "Oh, shit...forgot I ordered the pizza....how much do I owe ya?"

"It's cool man, j-j-just don't shoot."

"No man, how much...........Fuck it." Caine simply reaches into his back pocket and hands the delivery guy a fifty dollar bill. "Keep the change man." Caine takes the pizza and crazy bread, as the delivery guy takes off running back to his car. As James shuts his door, the delivery guy's tires can be heard as he screeches out of the apartment. James sets the pizza on his coffee table and the crazy bread next to it. He opens the boxes to let out some of the steam, as he goes to his kitchen and retrieves a few napkins.

James places his face above the open pizza box and inhales deeply the scent of green peppers, cheese, tomato sauce, and heavenly goodness that is, Hungry Howie's. This was why he enjoyed being alone, he was free to enjoy all the quality things of life at his leisure. As James picked up a slice he savored the mouth watering scent a bit more. He opened his mouth and the scent of the ambrosia filled to his pallette, salivating lips more. He began to take the first bite, inching his teeth towards the slice in sheer undistur-

*KNOCK*KNOCK*KNOCK*

"JEESUS H. FUCKING CHRIST! I'm supposed to be having alone time here...What the fuck!" James dropped his pizza slice and instead of checking the peephole simply flung open the door. "WHAT IN GOD'S NAME DO YOU FUCKING...want." James said as he finally realized wh ohe was looking at and eleven years through his past raced a face that slammed into him with the force of a charging rhino.

"James...I found you...It took me years, but I finally found you." came her voice as she threw herself into him. He stood there, a moment before slowly putting his arms around her smaller frame.

"Hi...to you to...Danielle."

(To be continued...)