Starting Anew

[The American Tradition]

So, it has had been a LONG time since Phoenix Winterborn was in SEF. People had come and go, but one thing seemed to remain the same. The place was just as wild and crazy as it ever was.

Things might just be ok now.

As we open the scene today, we see Phoenix Winterborn standing outside his home in Chicago, Illinois. His hand was slowly stroking his goatee, smiling deep in thought.

"So, it's been quite a long time since I've been in SEF. Mack is still here, Ravyn Crow just got kicked out again...ah, things never change. Speaking of things that never change, it would seem my grand return to SEF has me pitted against one Bill Roberts, another name that I remember from my last go-round here, but for the life of me, I can't remember him doing anything of worth. No worries, though. Soon, he can have the distinction of being first in the line of victims of my comback, and subsquent rise to the top of SEF. Bill, I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but you don't really mean anything to me, and because of that, you're going down. I hate to break this to ya, but that's just the way it is. I'm sure you'll try to tell me differently, but that's the way i see it, and I'll be damned if you're gonna change my mind, Billy. I'll be seein ya in Battle Creek, man. Be easy."

With a smirk, and a peace sign, Phoenix stepped back into his house, ending the scene.