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Jon McAdams

The Survivor

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#3

Jon flips on the lights as the camera pans back to reveal a garage filled with several expensive looking old cars. He steps out from the door and walks towards one of the cars and glides his hands across it. A 55 Chevy Bel air.

“This was my father’s favorite car,” McAdams smile slowly peels back as his eyes widen. “He loved it. He loved it more than he loved me, his wife, his actual son… hehehehe. He had a lot of cars that he loved in his garages but I only took these four when I left. Quantity is not always quality you see. A lesser man looks at the collection and sees a gold mine. Each one just as incredible as the next. I see twelve cars, and only four of these cars were worth anything, and each one simply because they meant something to me. But this one means the most from me because it was the one I drove away in while my father was put away in prison. It drove the point home. It was the nail in the coffin. The true understanding between us of what I am. You see, when I win, I don’t want it to be just a win. I don’t want just a victory. I want to eat at you from the inside. I want you to give me your best and for it to fall apart in front of you as I’ve torn your brain asunder, and I’ve broken your spirit. When I defeated my father. I took away his money. I took away his family. I took away his freedom. I took away the sentimental things that meant most to him. I think back to what I said earlier. I do want to help you. I do want to save you. I do want to break you free, but little Danny… It’s not really for you… It’s the pleasure of getting to destroy a man. To destroy Solomon Caine. To ravage the very being and to break down your very beliefs. I want to make you nothing. I want the satisfaction of seeing Little Danny Rodriguez. Broken like I was. Broken like I’ve been. And nothing again. This false identity. This weakness. Solomon Caine. When I beat a man, I want to beat everything that they are so that they know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I am greater. That I am The Survivor and they are weakness. Assaulting Bartenders and yelling at drunks. Showing that you are mad and that you have no self control. It doesn’t intimidate me. How can you expect to beat me when you can’t even defeat your anger? “

McAdams picks up a remote and points it at a television mounted on the wall. There are several of them.

“I know your moves. I know how you are. I know how you fight. I know you, little Danny. But you don’t know me. You are not prepared to step into the ring and you may not care because you believe so much in your false master. And that’s going to be the most beautiful part of all of this. I’m going to prove that your master is nothing. At the moment when you thought you had this victory… well.”

The first television turns on.

there is a shot of a young Jon McAdams stepping onto a circular platform across from another youth of larger size. McAdams runs forward as the Youth takes a big swing at him, but McAdams catches the hand and wraps his body around the boys arm, attempting to take him down but the boy holds himself up and slams McAdams on the floor. The Youth raises his fist and begins to batter McAdams face but McAdams manages to kick upwards blindly hitting the youth in the nose. McAdams rolls away and pushes forwards towards the youth but backs away at the last second as a huge right hand comes his way. McAdams lunges onto the arm once again but this time the youth pulls back to lift him but McAdams drops ontop of his face. McAdams draws a small shiv from his sleeve and knicks the youths eyes. As McAdams is thrown off of the boy, he rolls away and waits quietly as the youth swings his arms around screaming about how McAdams cheated. McAdams rushes forward from behind and kicks the back of the knee of the youth, as he buckles, McAdams rams his knee over and over into the boys face and rolls back before running forward and slamming both his knees into the youths face. The larger boy drops unconscious.

McAdams turns on the second television as he begins to chuckle to himself.

A slightly older Jon McAdams steps into the octagon for what appears to be a local venue for MMA. Standing across from McAdams is a much larger opponent. He is well built, with a mohawk and is beating his chest as the crowd roars for him. He rushes McAdams but McAdams dodges out of the way and runs. The crowd boos this as McAdams continues to do this. Dodge and retreat, occasionally taking a swing but mostly running. The larger man starts to slow a little bit and stagger after a couple of minutes. McAdams stops and waits, watching the man. The Man looks as if he is going to rush him but then instead vomits on the floor. McAdams grins and rushes forward but the man is faster and catches him with a hard right knocking McAdams to the floor, the mount quickly mounts Jon and is about to begin pounding him when he seems to weaken and stall again. McAdams grabs the back of his head and reels him close.

“You shouldn’t treat your competition like garbage when you don’t know them. You shouldn’t bully someone for being smaller than you, and you most certainly shouldn’t do all these things and then leave your water bottle in the same room as them.”

“You-, what did you do? Did you poison me?” The man stammered, as McAdams lays into his head with heavy elbows.

“I would never do something like that… and you’ll never prove that I did,” McAdams kicks the man off of him and runs up against the fence, leaping off of it and dropping his knees onto the mans head as the camera goes black.”

McAdams turns on the next one.

Keelan Cetinich has McAdams set up to be finished off in the ring but Nathan Fiora’s music hits. Keelan turns around distracted as McAdams rolls him up for the finish, the ref counts 1-2-3 and McAdams wins and quickly rolls out of the ring. Keelan is furious and turns around enraged at what just happened when from behind Nathan Fiora begins his assault. Moments later Keelan is stretchered out of the building.

McAdams turns on the last one.

Black Sven starts the match off charging the ring as McAdams and him both begin to exchange blows until it seems Sven starts to get the upper hand. The match carries on as Black Sven seemingly dominates him throughout and at the first chance McAdams attempts to hit Sven with his cane from the side of the ring but the ref stops him. As the refs back is turned McAdams knocks sven down with a roll of quarters and gets the pin.

McAdams turns off all the televisions with a light switch.

“You have a lot to say about your master, and the darkness, and the rain, and cleansing but to me. It’s all just words. What horrors have you brought about the world? What justice has your false masters word brought forth? Where has my penance been paid for the terrible things I’ve said? I still stand here, with money, and success, and the very joy of pressing into your head the truth of my words, yet I have had no consequences. Because I forge my own path. Not one out of weakness, but one that was made because I am smarter, I am real, and I am a survivor. Everything you just saw wasn’t shown to you because I want you to see what I’m going to do. I showed it to you because what I offer is something real. Something Tangible. The things of this world, are here and now. The victories I have tasted, the power that I have come to have because I believe in something real. “McAdams slaps the chevy with his cane. “This is here cause of me. Not because your false master willed it.”

McAdams steps into the car as Gary gets in the passenger seat and the camera man sits in the back. When he gets into the car he turns the camera to see a stuffed scarecrow sitting in the back with Solomon Caine’s face pasted onto it. McAdams pulls out of the home and begins to drive.

Several minutes pass until McAdams arrives at an airport and gets out of his car after parking it.

“Now Little Danny. I know what you’re thinking. You’re going to tear away material possessions and you’re going to do this and that,” McAdams grins madly. “I want you to understand something. This car means a great deal to me but it only means that thing because it reminds me of a time when I won. A complete victory. And that, more than anything, is what I care about.

McAdams pulls his pipe out, lighting it with a match before throwing the match onto the scarecrow body of Solomon Caine.

“I do this, because I want you to see what happens. I want you to look me in the eyes this sunday after our match and realize the truth. Your false master did not save you from my cheating ways, he did not stand by you when I broke you down, he did not answer you when you called for my penance. He did not do anything but let you down, because unlike me. He’s not real. He will burn you, like I will burn you.”

McAdams walks away from the car as it begins to ignite further.

“I’ll see you in Germany.”

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#4

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The Camera turns on

As Gary pulls over and points the camera over towards McAdams. The countryside of Germany is beautiful. Jon McAdams flashes a wild smile as he notices them. McAdams is wearing a peacoat with his hands in his pocket standing by a forest area.

“Hey man, we barely got any sleep. Why did you call us out here?” Gary wheezed a little bit as he walked over.

“Look at this. It’s beautiful, Jeff. Solomon Caine is already here. He’s here in Germany and he missed this. Just like he missed the beauty of the city. The wonder of the people. The glory that there is to be had. Little Danny wanders around this countryside concerned about his false masters will yet he manages to miss all of this around him.” McAdams takes a puff of his pipe. “There’s a lot more to this place than greed, misery, pain, and suffering. Little Danny, you talk about how your master will bring wrath. That my body is will be torn limb from limb. That your master is coming to destroy this world and the heathens that live in it. You talk about a lot of funny things Little Danny. Danny, Danny Danny Danny.”

McAdams takes out a knife and begins to carve into the nearest tree.

“You talk so much, Danny, but you hardly say anything at all. Your false master makes a lot of threats but never seems to make good on them. I’ve hardly had the time to say anything and you’re already throwing so much down at me without the courtesy of letting me respond. So I’ll respond twice here. Remember little Danny, it’s quality over quantity. And it’s action over talk. You want to pretend that your master is god. You want to pretend that Solomon Caine is real. It helps you rest. It helps you hide. It helps you feel like you won’t burn but little Danny boy….” McAdams steps back revealing the name Solomon Caine carved deep into the tree. McAdams then throws the knife down into the floor. “I’m not talk. Where I go, I actually leave shattered dreams. Broken hearts. And scorched earth. Why Danny!? I may just be your false Master incarnate. Maybe instead of wasting your time on something so intangible you should just… come talk to me. I mean after all, if what you’re looking for is someone who brings down the proud. I check that box. Someone who will destroy heathens, if it so suits me. Your false master seems cruel, yet clever enough to control you, so maybe it’s something you’re missing. Maybe you’re just not listening to me. Maybe you’ve got this all wrong. And maybe this sunday, you’re just going to burn for your insolence. Danny…. The day is coming. Your judgement is coming. Your master wants to destroy the world. Get in line.”

McAdams lights a match and throws it onto the floor next to a tipped over gas tank. The trees begin to light up all around him as McAdams sticks his hands in his pocket and walks up the hill to watch it all burn.
The fires blaze throughout the forest and slowly take it all down. The sky turns black.

“Little Danny Rodriguez. I want you to see what I’m doing. I want you to know what you’re dealing with. I’m not losing this Sunday to Solomon Caine. I’m not losing this sunday to Danny Rodriguez. I’m not losing this sunday to your false master. Instead, you’re going to wake up, and then you’re going to bow to me. Because this is the only possible outcome for someone who is weak like you.”

“Jon, we need to go, I hear sirens,” Gary panics.

Jon walks down and slides into their car, and they begin to drive off. “Turn the camera off now.”

The Cameraman pretends to turn it off but leaves it on.

“Jon, this is getting out of hand, what are you doing?” Gary said nervously as he hits the gas.

“Shut up Jerry, hahahaha,” McAdams laughs. “I’m going to drive this idiot nuts until we get to sunday, and then I’m going to beat the tar out of him. Humiliate him. Make him think I’m something I’m not or whatever. I don’t care. I hate people like him. I do mean that. Useless weak people who need something too-”

“This is extreme though man, I don’t know if we can follow you around anymore,” Gary says softly.

“Jerry. You’re going to follow me to the ends of the earth. You’re going to see me finish this, and this documentary is going to be the greatest one ever released. You’re going to watch a great man, destroy many little men. Methodically. Brilliantly. Skillfully. Now ride this rollercoaster with me to the top and I’ll make you millions.”

The camera turns off.