Blood

It's a clear sunny Saturday afternoon as we're in the home of Livia Johnson, the mother of Riot wrestler Omari Johnson. Inside the living room, the furniture gives a nice cozy feel. There are many pictures on the wall and center table of Omari and sister Kassie, mainly in their younger years as kids. The fifty year old Ms Johnson is seen in a wheelchair, clearly recovering from being tossed in an abandoned pool a few weeks backwards. A 42 inch television screen mounted on to the wall, is showing a replay of Riot VIII. The aftermath of the Steel Cage Match is playing, showing Marcus Ali Jr, along with The Masked Angel taking out Omari Johnson. Marcus is pummeling The Human Superman into a bloody mess. Livia looks with a worries look on her face shaking her head slowly side to side, as if she can't believe what she is looking at. Just then Omari Johnson (wearing a white dry fit Under Armour t-shirt, torn up faded blue Levis jeans, with black socks, his shoes are parked up by the door) walks into the living room from the kitchen holding a couple glasses filled with lemonade. He hands his mom a glass, as he takes a seat and takes a drink from the glass he is holding. He looks at her and then at the television.

Livia Johnson: Omari.....

He cuts her off.

Omari Johnson: I know what you are going to say. Look Kassie said the same thing, I don't have to do this First Blood Match. .....I get it, but this is something I have to do.

Livia Johnson: Why? You have no idea what it was like as your mother, to watch her son beaten to a pulp. Your blood, my blood poured from your forehead.

Omari Johnson: Mom.....

Livia Johnson: You could have said no and go ahead with a normal match, or you could have just walked away.

Omari Johnson: Backing away is not an option. If I don't stand up to these bullies, The Bad Boyz, they will ruin what I worked so hard far. This is my dream I am living and mom, I refuse to be intimidated to give it all up.

Omari's mother clearly upset of her son's strong stance on moving forward with the First Blood Match.

Livia Johnson: This is a First Blood Match, Omari. This is not a normal match with rules and regulations. You have to bleed and I don't feel comfortable seeing you getting into the ring with Marcus, just to try and make him bleed.

Omari Johnson: He asked for it!!!!

Livia Johnson: And after what he did to you in that Steel Cage....

Livia points at the screen which is now showing Kassie checking on her brother.

Omari Johnson: Exactly! Now it's my time to return the favour.

Livia Johnson: You don't have to do this.

Omari Johnson: I have to.

Livia starts moving her wheel chair, clearly having enough of the back and fort conversation with her son.

Livia Johnson: You are so damn stubborn. I hope you don't regret it.

Livia is having problems with the wheel chair.

Omari Johnson: Can I help you with that?

Livia Johnson: No!!!!! No, I'm fine.

With a concern look on his face Omari gets up.

Omari Johnson: Mom.....

Livia Johnson: Mom..... I said I'm good.

Still clearly angry with her son's decision to go ahead with the match, she struggles with the wheel chair, but eventually get the wheel chair to move, making her exit from the living room.





"You ready? Let's go!
Yeah!
For those of you that wanna know what we're all about
It's like this, y'all, c'mon!"

It's a Saturday afternoon, we see a shirtless Marcus Ali Jr wearing a grey & white dry fit Air Jordan basketball short, white & grey Air Jordan's 12 shoes), making his way on a public basketball in downtown Boston, Massachusetts. Already on the court is a shirtless Khalil Washington III (sporting a black & red dry fit Nike Elite shorts and black,white and red Jordan Retro 11's Bred) holding a basketball bouncing it around and The Masked Angel (wearing a gold, purple and white Kobe Bryant Los Angeles Lakers Jersey #24, and matching NBA Lakers shorts. Purple and white Nike Air Force 1 shoes) simply standing by. As usual The Masked Angel's face is completely covered with a black ski like mask. Marcus walks up to his buddies.

Marcus Ali: Yuh guys ready?

The Masked Angel nods, as Khalil smiles.

Khalil Washington III: I hope they are.

The camera spins around to see Maverick Ali and Kareem Williams and another unfamiliar guy walking into the court. Marcus smiles as the two sides take the court. Marcus tosses the ball to his younger brother, but Maverick immediately sends it to him. The Bad Boyz moves into position to make an offensive play towards the rim.


"This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name (Mike!)"


The game picks up with zero as Marcus goes to the rim with Kareem guarding him, Marcus passes the ball out to Khalil who powers his way pass the unfamiliar kid, Kareem sees this and goes for a block, but again his big brother connects with s quick inside pass and Marcus slams it in with one hand. Marcus walks away slapping the hand of Khalil in respect

Marcus Ali: Thanks for the assist.

Khalil Washington III: Too easy!!!!

The Bad Boyz takes defensive positions, Marcus and Khalil's younger sibling along with their team mate gets ready to attack the rim.


"He doesn't need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard, whether it's the beat or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But fuck 'em, he knows the code, it's not about the salary
It's all about reality and making some noise
Making a story, making sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down, Tak's pickin' it up, let's go"


We see clips of Kareem hitting a three pointer with an assist by the unfamiliar guy. With a cool and smooth attitude, the younger siblings, connects with fist bumps. Both sides were on fire offensively, destroying each other defense. Khalil powered through defense dunking the ball, including with an ally hoop assist by The Masked Angel. Meanwhile the younger kids who was blocked and over powered at the rim, connected with threes, Kareem at one point looking like three time NBA Champion Stephan Curry. At this point the score is at 23 - 27 in favour of Maverick, Kareem, and the guy known as Sean, after Khalil called out him.

Khalil Washington III: Yo Sean good play, but yuh know, I gonna answer that back.

Sean: Bro, I'll be ready.

Khalil laughs as the guys continue with playing ball.


"Who the hell is he, anyway? He never really talks much
Never concerned with status but still leaving 'em star-struck
Humbled through opportunities given despite the fact
That many misjudge him 'cause he makes a living from writing raps
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never asking for someone's help, or to get some respect
He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now it all unfolds, the skill of an artist"


It does not take long for Khalil to keep his word, powering through the defenses of his brother and Maverick, at the same time knocking Sean to the ground on his butt, before slamming the ball. All the guys react with a big "Ohhhhh", in a rare comment The Masked Angel says something.

The Masked Angel: It's on now!!!! World War three.

Maverick Ali: Actually bro, World War three is gonna be at By Any Means Necessary next week when my big brother makes Superman bleed.

All the guys look at Maverick and starts laughing.

Maverick Ali: What?! What's so funny?

Marcus Ali: Listen bruv, it's By Any Means, not with necessary.

Maverick Ali: By Any Means!!!!

Marcus Ali: Yeah bruv.

Maverick nods as everybody gets back into the game.

Maverick Ali: What you guys laughing at? You suppose to be my teammates.

Kareem Williams: We got you man.


"This is twenty percent skill, eighty percent beer
Be a hundred percent clear, 'cause Ryu is ill
Who would've thought he'd be the one to set the west in flames
And I heard him wreck it with The Crystal Method
"Name of the Game"
Came back, dropped "Megadef," took 'em to church
I like "Bleach", man, Ryu had the stupidest verse
This dude is the truth, now, everybody givin' him guest spots
His stock's through the roof, I heard he fuckin' with S. Dot"


Maverick goes to make a fast break, but big brother Marcus stops him by stealing the ball, down the court, Marcus passes the ball and The Masked Angel lays up the ball. The Bad Boyz applaud the play as the game is now tied 45 - 45. Sean passes the ball to Kareem as he takes his time making his way across the court, he is met by The Masked Angel guarding him, he dribble the ball, spins around, side steps and pass the ball to Sean who who shoots a quick two point jumper, it bounces off the rim and before Marcus can go for the rebound, his younger brother Maverick out of nowhere dunks the ball. Maverick Ali quickly celebrates with Sean and Kareem saluting each other, before into defense mood. Their two point lead does not last long as Marcus Ali Jr shoots a long three pointer. It's good and it gives The Bad Boyz an one point lead.


"This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name"


The guys are sweaty, as they continue playing ball in the afternoon sun. The lead in the game goes back and fort as the Maverick Ali, Kareem Williams and their friend now known as Sean goes cold on the three pointers, but still scoring on quick lay ups and jumpers.

"They call him Ryu the Sick
And he's spitting fire
With Mike, got him out the dryer he's hot
Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
What a fuckin' nihilist porcupine
He's a prick, he's a cock
The type women want to be with, and rappers hope he get shot
Eight years in the making, patiently waiting to blow
Now the record with Shinoda's taking over the globe
He's got a partner in crime, his shit is equally dope
You won't believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid's throat"

With the the game now at 57 - 60 with The Bad Boyz leading, The Masked Angel says "The goal is seventy", everybody agrees as they continue playing ball. Kareem shoots a big jumper front the three point line hitting a three and once again tying up the game.

Maverick Ali: Uh oh!!!!! Looks like the cold streak is over.

Marcus Ali: That's luck! That cold streak remains, just like Omari Johnson at By Any Means.

Kareem Williams: Hey now, all it takes is a little bit of luck to bust you up.

Marcus Ali: Yeah right!!!!

Maverick Ali: So what's up with our boy Omari anyways? He's a Bad Boy or what?

Khalil Washington III: He will be, it takes time, just like it takes time for The Bad Boyz to whoop your asses on this court.

It's all tied up as Khalil goes for another dunk, but with the quick hands of his brother Kareem, it's stripped away, all the guys chases the ball, but Sean gets to it first tosses it to Maverick Ali, who had a clear shot at a lay up but he tosses it way out to Kareem standing at the three point line. He jumps, reales and hits another three pointer.

Maverick Ali: Cold streak is dead.

The Bad Boyz hurdle to talk strategy, as Maverick, Kareem and Sean are all smiling.


"Tak! - He's not your everyday on the block
He knows how to work with what he's got
Making his way to the top
He often gets a comment on his name
People keep asking him was it given at birth
Or does it stand for an acronym?
No he's living proof, got him rocking the booth
He'll get you buzzing quicker than a shot of vodka with juice
Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
Dedicated to what they do and give a hundred percent"


The Bad Boyz plays against good defense, but The Masked Angel finds a crack in the defense of their friendly opponents and goes all the way with a lay up.

Marcus Ali: Good job!!!!

Maverick Ali: Bro we're still up one point.

Khalil Washington III: It ain't over till the fat lady sings.

Kareem Williams: She'll be singing very loud just now.


"Forget Mike - Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard
It seems like he's never got time
Because he writes every note and he writes every line
And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind
It's like a design is written in his head every time
Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
And those motherfuckers he runs with
The kids that he signed?
Ridiculous, without even trying
How did he do it?"


Kareem passes the ball to Sean, Sean sends it to Maverick, who has to deal with big brother guarding him. Maverick Ali shoots the jump, it bounces off the rim, Marcus Ali Jr pulls down the rebound. The Bad Boyz uses this opportunity to take the lead, but instead of going for a one point lead, a confident Marcus shoots a three pointer. The Bad Boyz now up two points with 65 - 63. Maverick Ali responds with a three of his own falling to the ground after the jumper, but it goes in. The score 65 - 66!!!

"This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name"


Miscommunication strikes at the he worse of time as Khalil passes the ball to Marcus, but Marcus misses it and it heads out of bounds. A turnover at a crucial part of the friendly game. Marcus walks up to Khalil.

Marcus Ali: My bad!!!!

The Masked Angel: Head in the game guys!!!!

Kareem Williams: Aren't you hot under that mask? And why are wearing it here?

The Masked Man points at the MWE camera guy.

Kareem Williams: Ohhhh!!! Didn't even notice him there, lucky I haven't called you by your name.

Khalil Washington III: Yuh better not or else I have to kick your ass.

Sean: Like you gonna do to Topher Constantine Jr, right.

Khalil Washington III: That's right!!!!

Kareem Williams: Hey!!!!

Kareem looks at his Sean with a confused expression on his face.

Sean: What?!

Kareem Williams: Who's team you're on?

Sean: The winning team.

Maverick Ali: Pay attention!!!!

Maverick passes the ball to Kareem, Kareem goes inside, but is met with stiff defense by The Masked Angel,retreats and passes the ball to Sean, Khalil wasn't having none of it, Sean passes it back to Kareem who sneaks pass Marcus and slips in the lay up for a two pointer.

Maverick Ali: YEAH!!!!

Kareem Williams: One more score and we'll be the champs.

The Masked Angel: Fat lady guys!!!!

Kareem Williams: Where?!

Everybody laughs at Kareem.

Kareem Williams: I was kidding.

Sean: Yeah right.


"This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name"

The game is 65 - 68 in favour of the team of Maverick, Kareem and Sean. Marcus Ali Jr has the ball. Khalil shouts pass the ball. But Marcus is determined and goes for a faded away shot, but it fails to go in and Sean gets the rebound. Khalil doesn't seem to be too happy with Marcus not passing the ball. Sean goes all the way for the dunk, but the ball doesn't go in Khalil Washington III grabs the rebound passes it to The Masked Angel who passes it to Marcus. Instead of going to the rim, he shoots the three pointer and hits it, tying the game 68 - 68 after the sequence of misses and passes. Kareem wasted little time making his way down the court, he passes the ball to Sean, Sean goes for the final score, but it is knocked away by Khalil Washington III, but Maverick vets the ball back, shoots it for the 70 to win, but it does not go in as Marcus Ali Jr rebounds it and passes it to The Masked Angel. Kareem guarding him is out played by the three point line, Kareem slips and The Masked Angel shoots the three and hits it. The game is over.


"Yeah! Fort Minor
M. Shinoda - Styles of Beyond
Ryu! Takbir! Machine Shop"


The Bad Boyz is seen celebrating as Marcus grabs his bottle of Gatorade and begins to splash it on The Masked Angel. Maverick, Kareem and Sean humble in defeat congratulates Marcus Ali Jr, Khalil Washington III and The Masked Angel. As the camera zooms out, we notice its private basketball court, in the backyard of Marcus Ali Jr's massive house, or done will call it mansion. We see an mid age lady escorting Kassie Johnson to the court. She sighs as she sees the shirtless, sweaty guys drinks water, catching a breathe. She walks into the court and towards the guys. Kareem notices and knocks his brother the arm.

Kareem Williams: Look who it is.

The guys turn around, mainly The Bad Boyz seem to have been caught off guard by her presence.

Kassie Johnson: Hi.

Marcus Ali: Braver than your brother to show up here. What you want?

Kassie Johnson: Can we talk?

Khalil smiles and steps up to Kassie.

Khalil Washington III: You wanna talk?

Kassie nods her head, as Khalil looks back at Marcus.

Marcus Ali: Alright!!! Leave her a lone.

Khalil whiserpers something in her ear and then backs away.

Marcus Ali: Everyone who's not a member of The Bad Boyz out, and that includes you Mr. MWE cameraman.

The Masked Angel approaches the camera guy who still recording, when the feed abruptly ends.