Make a wish. / Addiction.

[Sabin / Madjinn]

One of the oldest cities in the world: Rome. The scenery fades into place at one of the many landmarks…the Trevi Fountain, where a wide array of tourists are seen at one side of the fountain, but we find the stars of our particular promo on the other side of the fountain. Brandy Cvetkova. The Black Widow. Brandy stands back a couple of steps, holding Mikaela Jade’s hand as she is trying to break free from her gentle yet firm grasp, and sitting on the edge of the fountain is Sabin – Madjinn – as the camera gets the side view of the former world and television champion, and the corner of his lips curl into a grin as he flicks a coin upward with his thumb, and catches the coin in the palm of his hand. From off the camera, the tiny pitter patter can be heard whilst Mikaela Jade is able to wriggle her hand free from Brandy Cvetkova, The Black Widow, as she makes a dash toward her father…she almost climbs over the barricade, and right into the fountain, but Sabin is able to pull her onto his lap.

“Easy, Mikaela! You can’t go into the water,” Sabin tells her, but she protests a bit with whining and stretches her hand toward the fountain. Sabin pulls her close, “Hold out your hand.” He says, and demonstrates by holding out his own hand…Mikaela follows suit, and holds her hand out to which Sabin places the coin in her hand, and he closes her hand around the coin then holds her hand to his lips, kissing her hand gently, “Now – make a wish.” Sabin says gently, and gestures for her to throw…she follows suit, and tosses the coin into the fountain, and immediately begins giggling after the splash, while the camera focuses on the splash – as the camera pans backward again, the scenery has shifted quite a bit. Rather than day, we are in the dead of night; lights designed to illuminate the fountain were lit up, but the crowd has dispersed.

The only group that remained at the fountain was Savage Kingdom. Sitting in a row at the edge of the fountain is Madjinn, The Black Widow, Stephen Terrella, and Portia. Madjinn’s face is now decorated with the typical face paint, and his natural blue eyes were hidden behind a pair of yellow contacts; his hair, loosely ruffled, but still naturally looking sharp…he gives a gentle wave to the camera, before rising up from his seats, “Make a wish.” He says with a sly smirk.

“That’s what this week is about for the Dangerous Kings, as you seem to have…called…yourselves…” he gives a subtle shrug, suggesting his carelessness toward the name, “This week is about the Kings of Flight, and Nick Danger – Dangerous Kings – walking into Night of the Immortals with nothing more than a wish that they are going to be able to walk out and dethrone the Savage Kingdom from their pinnacle atop the tag team division!”

Pacing back and forth in front of the camera, he raises a finger to protest momentarily, “But, to quote my dear tláak’w, I’m going to go ahead and tell you: be careful what you wish for. Be careful what you wish for because you are getting into the ring with the most dangerous group currently in professional wrestling! And there is absolutely no way of knowing what is going to happen to you… How many times have we had this dance, Nick?” Madjinn finally asks, his gaze faltering away from the camera.

“How many times am I going to throw you down? Are you like – a dog?” He pivots toward the camera, leaning ever closer, “Is it a game of fetch that you want to play? ‘Cause I gave up the title – I saw an opportunity to bestow a gift to a guy who needed a little something to feel better about himself, and I chose to take a dive, ‘cause if I had the title going into this week… I promise you…” He points backwards towards the fountain, “It would have been sitting in the middle of that fountain, granting wishes for all the needy for years!”

Stopping momentarily to fix his posture, and clear his throat, Madjinn continues, “I’m– actually– quite surprised that you didn’t already pivot and abandon this charade the moment that I gave the title away. I mean, seriously, there’s nothing even at stake for you here! If you win – you don’t get a title… you aren’t any part of the tag team champions. You get nothing! But nah, like a bitch in heat, you keep coming back, and coming back, and coming back…and frankly, Nick, I’m running out of ways to embarrass you! I’m running out of ways to put you down! But…” He stops and rubs his chin, rolling his eyes upward as if searching for ideas before finally waving it off, “I’m creative! I’ll continue to find new ways to torture you, and – it has been a while since I’ve embarrassed someone in front of a parent…” His lips curl into a grin, almost seductive.

“I’ll be sure to take extra care just for your dear mother.” Madjinn says with a sadistic smirk.

“But… for all the times that you’ve fallen, it seems that you finally got yourself some back up. I find it rather extraordinary that you could find allies, Nick, I mean, really, who could be on a level so low that they can look at someone like you and think: that’s the guy! That’s the guy to finish our three-ring circus! Like–” Madjinn holds his hand out with his palm facing up, questioning both members of the Kings of Flight in this instance, “–can you explain this to me? Can you explain to me what you saw in someone like Nick? Someone who crumbled time after time after time, and the moment that he finally has a chance to make some grand name for himself, he throws it all away on a whim! I mean, seriously, this is the epitome of someone who has a gambling addiction.”

He wrinkles his nose as his eyes falter away from the camera momentarily, and he wags his finger while taking a couple steps toward the camera, “I would just like to pivot–” he fixes his gaze again, “–back to Nick Danger for just a moment. You had it all, Nick! You had it all! But because you saw the next stage ahead of you, the stage where all the big-time players were putting their money up for grabs…you thought…you could play with the alphas. And every time you try to think you’re ready for the next level, I’m going to be there to return you to reality.” He flashes a quick smile.

“Back to your lackeys, ‘cause, let’s be real: that’s all you are to him! He doesn’t see you as an equal… He doesn’t! He wants the two of you to carry around the tag team titles, and he wants the world to forget tag teams exist. My father and I worked hard to elevate these titles to be viewed as equal! And we did it so well that no one had the cojones to challenge us for the championships… But father just couldn’t keep up,” Madjinn says with a click of his tongue and a subtle shrug, “and so I had to pivot and figure out what to do. And who better than Savage By Nature? Who better than Stephen Terrella–” Madjinn says while putting a hand onto Stephen’s shoulder, and then walks to Brandy, “Who better than the vicious, the sexy–” Madjinn takes her hand and kisses the top of her hand several times, all while his eyes turn to give her a more undivided attention, “–the vixen, and Mistress of Madness?” He smiles now at his girlfriend, albeit more seductively than he would for the audience. "And let me just tell you...the things she does..." He moans lightly just at the mere thought.

Turning on his heels, he stands a little to the side to give them as well as Portia a chance to be at the center frame, “But I didn’t choose them because I saw them as lesser! No, no, no, make no mistake, Stephen Terrella– is a future world champion! The Black Widow– is going to captivate and control the entire women’s division when she chooses to, and she is fully capable… I chose them because they are power! They are control! They are savage, and they know what it takes to be at the top of this company, and the top of this industry, and they are willing to do anything and everything to be there! I don’t want to hold them down. I want them to be– greater– and when we came together, as a team, there was no denying that we TOOK CONTROL!” Madjinn says with a nod to finish his statement.

He tucks his hands into his pockets, and sashays forward a couple of steps…his jaw lowers for the moment as he holds his tongue for a brief moment, but as he gets closer to the camera, he raises his head again, “The two of you can play as Nick Danger’s lackeys. The team– the most dominant team in Imperial Wrestling Federation today– Savage Kingdom will play to win.”

Flashing one more smile at the camera, and keeping his hands in his pockets, Madjinn takes a step back allowing a chance for either Stephen or Brandy to step forward.

( To Be Continued. )