The scene faded opened up on the open roads of a California Mountain side. The ocean stood out over the ridge of the road, giving off that stereotypically envisioned California view. You know, it's that view that everyone thinks of when they talk about California, that view that comes in all the postcards people send out on vacations, that view that people always like to think they're getting when they go there, even if they're in the scummiest portion of the state. Yeah, that's the view. A hot red Crystler PT Cruiser Convertible was speeding along the highway at around sixty, perhaps sixty-five miles per hour. Around the ridge he sped, the lone vehicle on the open road. His hair blew around fiercely in the wind as a smile broke through his otherwise calm and angry looking face. He whipped out a Boost Mobile Cellular Phone and dialed a number. He pulled the antenna up and pressed it to his ear as it rang once, twice, three times, and then finally...came an answer.'Hello?' came the voice into the receiving end of the phone.
'Hey, Mark,' came the reply.
'Oh, hey Ty,' Mark said.
'I told you not to call me Ty again, Mark,' said Tyler Evans, laughing heartily. 'So what's up? Heard anything from him lately?'
There came a sigh as Evans spun the wheel quickly to the right, swerving rapidly along the edge, but he remained calm. 'What the Hell was THAT?' demanded a stunned Mark. 'You trying to kill yourself out there, Tyler?'
'Oh relax,' Evans told him, brushing off the near-death experience with a cool smile and a glimmer in his eyes. 'Now answer my question, dude. I don't have all day, I'm a busy man.'
'Yeah, right, really busy, I'm sure,' Mark replied sarcastically. 'And by the way, since you must know, no, I haven't heard from Cage at all.'
Evans sighed, angry and frustrated. 'Alright, thanks Mark. Catch ya later dude.'
Evans flipped the phone shut and threw it upon the passenger seat as he swerved yet again to avoid the oncoming 18-wheeler coming towards him. 'Damn it, Cage,' he said. 'I swear, your silence is pissing me off. You don't want to piss me off.' He nodded coolly. 'We've got a tough match this week, you do realize this, correct Sean?'
He was talking like someone was listening, but of course, not a single person heard his words. 'We have to face Jake Lyon and Heather DiRocco, though I suppose it's as good as a handicap match with your ass not giving me a bit of backup, huh?'
He tapped his hands against the steering wheel calmly, his face twisting and contorting into several different positions all at once. Evans was livid. 'But, there is no need to worry, because Lyon is a bit of a young guy himself.' He took a look out into space and went on as he tapped his foot occasionally on the accelerator. 'Jake, listen dude. You might think that just because you're some fourth-generation superstar that I can't take your ass back to school?' A laugh. 'That's funny,' Evans rambled. 'Really, it is. But what's going to be even funnier is the awakening you're in for come Warfare.' He swept a bit of hair away. 'Because Jake, what I want, I tend to get.'
He made a sharp right turn, beginning to move towards the exit off the freeway. He still had about two miles left, however, and he slowed down quickly so he could continue his rambling even longer. 'And Heather, sweet, sweet, Heather.' He chuckled lightly before turning his face back to stone.
'Well Heather,' he spun onward, 'you're a girl. But I suppose that you never quite got the role of a woman, did you? You want to play with the big boys, little girl? You want to play with us now? Well, since you obviously haven't learned your role, let me spell it out for you.' He smirked. 'K-I-T-C-H-E-N!' His face became shocked. 'Oops,' he said sarcastically. 'Perhaps I struck a nerve. Hope you come prepared, my friends. You'll really need to stop thinking you can do the impossible, so that perhaps meeting me in the ring this week will be your final rookie mistake.'
He turned off the exit and sped into the city area, into a nearby service station, as the scene faded into darkness
Chess Games With the Mind: Rookie Mistakes (4/4)