We come to in to a house. A look outside shows that the sky's clear and the sun's high in the sky. Lying on the couch in the living room is James King, watching a replay of Kingdom Come III, more specifically, the tag team championship match.
J: How did we lose? Everything pointed to our success.
James repositions himself so that he's sitting up and looking down, but still able to watch the match.
J: Where did it go bad? I just can't...
James, you have to stop moping.
James looks up and over his shoulder at Richard King in the kitchen. He has a worried look on his face.
R: I know you just lost a big match, but you need to put it behind you. Focus on you next challenge, and the BiA will come again.
James mulls this over for a minute, then turns the t.v. off an gets up to join his father.
J: You're right. Next week first, then titles. Have you heard who we are facing?
Richard smiles at his son's change in attitude.
R: There was a call earlier. I believe you're facing Paradyse Cruz.
J: Who?
Richard chuckles at this.
R: I said that exact same thing. It's a new team of Armando Paradyse and Sean Cruz.
James has a confused look on his face from the description.
J: At least the name makes sense. The team, however, does not.
R: Neither did you and Alhazred.
James nods at the statement.
J: Be that as it may, they make less sense than we did.
R: You still need to be ready for anything they can bring.
J: I know.
They both walk down to the basement, where James has a full set of weights. James starts lifting while Richard starts talking.
R: You've already faced Paradyse, so I'm not going to go that deep into him.
J: Yeah, I know he's fast and weak.
R: Very, so stay close and use your strength against him. Now, Mr. Cruz on the other hand...
James looks over at his father as he slows his lifting.
J: Yes?
R: I was there watching his house show match, and he was pretty fast an was able to do things I've barley seen done in the ring.
James looks interested and a little confused.
J: Really? Well then.
R: Have you called Alhazred yet?
James stops lifting, a surprised look crossing his face. He quickly pulls himself back and puts the weights down.
J: I was just about to.
R: The thought hasn't even crossed your mind, has it?
J: I'm a forgetful person. Besides, I'm calling now.
R: You did forget a lot as a child.
James stops climbing the stairs an looks back at Richard, a look of longing in his eyes.
J: I'll take your word for it.
They re-enter the kitchen when the phone goes off. James looks at the caller id.
J: Alhazred.
R: Speaker phone, please.
James nods and pushes two buttons on the phone, and within seconds Dr. Alhazred's voice crackles through the speaker.
A: James, you there?
J: I'm here. I was just about to call. What did your research bring up?
A: Not much, other than what we already know and some matches.
R: Anything on Cruz?
A: Ahh, the thoughtful King. I got his house show match, but other than that nothing.
Richard brings his hands up to his face and thinks this over.
J: Ok, it's a start. We need to get together and talk.
A: That's what I thought. Where?
J: You can pick, as long as it's not Wal-Mart again.
The two share a laugh, while Richard looks confused at the statement.
A: Ok, I'll call again with a place.
J: Ok. Good-bye.
James hangs up the phone, still chuckling, and looks at his father, who is still confused.
R: A Wal-Mart?
J: Long story, I'll tell you later.
R: You didn't ask about the Power Glove.
James looks back at his father, again looking confused.
J: Hm? Oh, yeah, I'll ask him about it at the meeting.
James walks into the office, and comes back out with a laptop.
R: What's that for?
James again at Richard, this time a stunned look on his face.
J: Research. I want to see Paradyse's matches and find Cruz's house show match.
Richard smiles and walks over to James.
R: That's good, son. You'll want all the research you can get.
Richard look out the window, up towards the sky, looking sad.
R: If only your mother could see you now.
He stands there for a moment, then takes a deep breath.
J: Father, why don't you go lie down?
Richard looks back at his son, a proud look on his face.
R: I'm fine. Now let's get to your research.
He starts over to James, but at that moment, the phone goes off again. Richard stops, looking surprised, then walks over to pick it up.
R: King residence.
He stands there listening, then walks over to James, a little smirk on his face.
R: Alhazre again.
James gets up and gets the phone.
J: Yes?
He stands there for a moment, then starts padding his pockets.
J: Hold on a moment, ok?
James holds his hand over the phone an looks over to Richard.
J: Pencil and paper, please?
Richard smiles as he pulls out a pen and hands it to James, followed by a Post-it. James nods at Richard and removes his hand.
J: Ok, what was it?
James starts scribbling on the Post-it. When he's done, he puts it on the fridge.
J: Ok, see you then.
James puts the phone down and walks over to his father.
J: Meeting's set. Now, let's get to that research.
Richard nods and walks over to the couch.
R: While you're searching, tell me about that Wal-Mart.
James laughs as we fade out.
