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Kitt Kennedy · (09-21-2016)

(The scene opens with Kitt opening the door into the Kennedy mansion and walking in, returning from Hunter and Joy Payne’s party earlier in the night. Kitt closes the door behind him and leans backward against the door, closing his eyes and resting his head against it.)

Voice: Eventful evening, sir?

(Kitt opens his eyes and an older gentlemen dressed in a fine suit is standing before him. Steven, the butler at Kennedy mansion. Kitt raises his head from the door and shakes his head.)

Kitt: Stevie, you wouldn’t believe the night I have had. I met Hunter and Joy Payne, they were very classy hosts….some of the other guests…..

(Kitt thinks back to Bearded War Pig’s energetic exit from the party.)

Kitt: …..well….(smiles)…..they really know how to party. I got some business to attend to. Good night, Stevie.

(Kitt walks past Steven and heads up the stairs to the second level of the mansion. As Kitt disappears into the darkness, Steven rolls his eyes.)

Steven: (still standing in place) It’s Steven….sir.

(Kitt makes his way into his study and walks over to a crystal decanter sitting on a small table next to a dark leather couch, a fireplace has a lazy blaze crackling within. Kitt places a few cubes of ice in his crystal glass and then pours the glass full of whiskey. Kitt makes his way over to his desk and pulls the leather office chair out, sitting down and propping his feet up on the desk. Kitt takes a long drink from his glass and then stares at the glass as he savors his whiskey. He places the glass on his desk and places his hands behind his head, leaning back and staring at the ceiling, Kitt watches the shadows of the room dancing about.)

Kitt: Luna…..apparently you must be the strong….silent type….a woman of few words perhaps? Or….

(Kitt slowly turns his head to stare into the camera.)

Kitt: ….maybe….just maybe you are smart enough not to run your mouth when you know you have met your match. I go with option number two. I heard about you bragging to Mr. Lane about how you haven’t lost on Savage since you came back.

(An arrogant smirk slowly spreads across Kitt’s face.)

Kitt: That may be so, but that’s before I arrived.

(Kitt swings his feet off the desk and pulls himself up to the desk so that he is leaning on his folded arms on the desk.)

Kitt: Just because you’re a woman, that’s not going to stop me from beating you pillar to post and absolutely humiliating you every way possible. You are in a situation that you can’t handle and I can sense it…..all of your anxiety…..your FEAR! You think that you deserve to be the face of Savage…..the champion of Savage? The way I see it, once I beat you in our two out of three falls match this Saturday then your case is null and void. Then Mr. Lane can clearly see who the face of Savage…..hell, the face of the XWF…..really is!

(Kitt grabs his glass and pushes back from his desk. Kitt makes his way over to the crystal decanter and fills his glass again. Kitt set the decanter back into place and slowly walks towards the fireplace, watching the flame as it dances back and forth on the logs.)

Kitt: (staring into the fire) I have been underestimated my whole career. Opponents never took me very seriously, always thinking that it would be a squash match and that it would be just another mark in the win column. But that was never the case, rather they were the ones that looked like complete fools as I decimated them and provided the world with “an upset”…..

(Kitt takes a sip from his glass and smiles.)

Kitt: ….the only “upset” was how upset they were when they had to answer the questions about why I continued my rise to the top while they slowly sank to the bottom where they belonged. The cream always rises to the top….

(Kitt shifts his eyes from the fire and into the camera.)

Kitt: ….and I’m the cream of the crop, bitch! You are just the first stepping stone on my way towards my destiny, my first victim. So I want you to bring two things with you on Saturday night. I want you to bring that pretty little ass of yours and a bucket. First things first, I want to kick that ass every which way but Tuesday and when I’m done there isn’t going to be much left but a pulp. Then I will scoop that pulpy ass right into that bucket so they can take that sorry little ass to the hospital and try to patch you up. I want them to patch you up real good because when you get out of the hospital you need to begin evaluating your life choices….begin looking for a new job. Make sure they do their best work because I will come see you at your new place of employment and just an fyi…..

(Kitt reaches into his pocket and flips out a dollar between his pointer and middle finger.)

Kitt: ….I don’t give dollars to ugly ass strippers.

(Kitt begins to chuckle to himself.)

Kitt: Bring your A game to Savage princess. I want the satisfaction of beating you senseless when you are at your absolute best. In the end, it won’t matter….come Saturday night, you are going to experience my greatness…..you will be just like the rest and fall to The New Age Legend….come Saturday night…..I become the new Highlight of the Night! PROVE….ME….WRONG!

(Kitt turns and throws the crystal glass into the fireplace and the flames roar to life, illuminating the room, outlining the intensity on Kitt’s face. As the fire dies down Kitt turns to walk out of the room, placing the dollar into his jacket pocket. As he continues to walk he realizes he has something else in his pocket and his face looks a bit confused as he pulls the object out of his pocket. It’s a slip of paper. Kitt opens it up and there is a phone number written on it and the name “Alexandrea” is neatly written in cursive above the number. The blonde from the Payne party. Kitt smiles as he continues to walk towards the study door. He pulls his phone out of his other pocket and dials the number on the paper. The phone rings three times and then it is picked up on the other end. A distinct female voice can be heard.)

Voice: So, your curiosity go the best of you? I like that…..

Kitt: Oh yeah, well you have my attention.

Voice: Good, soon I will have more than that……we need to meet…..

Kitt: (opening the study door) I can maybe arrange that.

(Kitt smiles and continues his conversation with the female on the phone as he enters the hallway, closing the study door behind him.)

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