((He'd actually surfed this morning. The waves weren't the same here as they were in Malibu, but still he was out there. Of course there were other things missing like the friends, family, and other, but then again the other was always missing. The other had always been something he didn't understand...didn't want to understand.))

((Grown men gave up their professions and settled down for others. Aspiring individuals tossed titles away like old tin cans because of others. And when that other was lost to them...they could find new levels of despair, misery, and hate.))

((His ride on the waves was hours ago...he'd fallen more then a few times, but once he got up...it was like being alive again. Breathe out. Like he was connected to this world  again. But as with all things the ride ended and the feeling faded and all he was left with was wet sand between his toes.))

November: You bring up Mirage as if he in some way, shape, or form mattered. Hey news flash for ya Diablo...he's neither you nor I...so the significance of what you did to him in your match is pretty much null and void. But, I'm guessing you thought I had some kind of deep friendship with ol Sidney there and by reminding me of how badly you "annihilated" him I was suppose to get all mad, crazy, and stuff while shouting obscenities at you, right? Second newsflash of the interview Diablo...I could care less what happened to Mirage...he was just there to watch my back and visa versa...so if he can't handle himself in the ring against a Fallen Angel wanna-be like you...well then hey it's a good thing he got out of the sport before someone like Joe Boxer beat him...no wait.

((He'd come across a little Mexican restaurant in Old Town San Diego during his wanderings. Just something to kill the time in between his appearances on some of local radio stations for NoA 4 promotional purposes. Now sitting out on the front patio of the restaurant, beneath a large umbrella with a couple of empty cervezas before him, he glared at the camera with disinterest...he hated disc jockeys...))

Right sorry...that's just you trying to be intimidating again.

You. The same man that said, "one person will not live happily ever after" and "up in smoke"...wait no, "UP IN SMOKE!", see yelling makes the difference,...is trying to be intimidating? Right.

You know I like when guys who don't have anything to back their words up with try to sound tough and indifferent. These are usually the same guys who know they don't have a chance in, catch this pun, Hell of winning. Isn't that right Diablo? Up until this point you've been spending your time in the JWA telling anyone who would listen how you would destroy and maim them, to paraphrase, and now suddenly...you "don't know how it'll end?" Well if that isn't a defeatist attitude I don't know what is.

Then there's me who's proclaimed week in and week out that he was gonna win, and then delivered. Ya hearing me ok over there, Diablo? I do know what the outcome of our match will be...I win you lose. See that? Confidence at it's finest...and why not? I don't see anything in you that would diminish that confidence. You say your dangerous and I don't see the proof.

While on the other hand I say I'm dangerous, and I have a JWA TV title to show for it.

((It's funny how you start to miss certain things after awhile...like old enemies. You come to find that it's just not as much fun without them around anymore, and for the first time in your life you appreciate the particular challenge that they represented. Oh sure the pretenders will follow him, and they may even excite your senses for a week or two, but in the end...in the end no one knew you inside and out quite like he did. You can't ever go back home...))

Listen Diablo...after the 31st I'm still going to be the champion and you'll be one loss closer to flying into a temper tantrum and resigning from the JWA. Trust me...I know these things. But hey you can't blame yourself or anyone else for your upcoming loss...because that will never change the fact that I'm better. Yeah I know...reality's a bitch...some times I wish I could live in my own la-la land like you do.

((black...))