*BANG* *BANG*The camera shot opens up with a loud blast. The scene is takes place at a local pistol range. The SW American Champion, Khanrai Senomorye is at range spot 4 and is shooting a Desert Eagle pistol. He fully unloads a clip into a target down-range and then reloads and shoots a full clip into the target again. He presses a few buttons on the computer beside him and the target returns. He un-clips the paper target and holds it up to the camera. The head is completly shot out. Khanrai pokes his face though the hole and begins to speak.
Khanrai: I only wish this was you, Shane.
Khanrai tosses the target into a stack beside him and then sits down in a chair.
Khanrai: I come to this place to relieve some bottled up stress. I picture the heads of people I don't care too much for on the targets and then I continue to do what you just witnessed, shoot like there was no tomarrow. Of course, my choice this time was none other than my boss, Tyler Shane.
Khanrai begins reloading clips beside him while he contunues talking.
Khanrai: I'm on a bit of a time crunch so I'm gonna get straight to the point. Boss, I don't know what does on in that twisted mind of yours, but placing me in a match with Commissoner Sands just to watch two friends duke it out is just plain wrong. So don't be surprised if I decide to come after you to correct your odd mindset.
Khanrai sets the loaded clip down and picks up another.
Khanrai: Now to the subject of Johnny Sands. Sands, you and me have been friends for a while, right? We've trusted each other and known we had each others backs. However, I began to question our friendship after that fateful night at Warfare when you took some of your stress out on me. Maybe you should do what I do, and come to this range to get some of that stress off your shoulders.
Khanrai gets up and sets both clips down on shooting station 4 and turns back to the camera.
Khanrai: It also looks like you had some bad luck trying to find Mr. Shane. So just hope that bad luck doesn't carry over to Warfare. I know Shane is an ass, so let's just try to get through this match like professionals, okay? I'll see you there.
Khanrai picks up his pistol and unloads both clips into a new target at lightning speed and leaves the range in the blink of an eye. The camera fades out.
Stress Relief