Thunderhawk's training ...

*The camera enters the gym. Hawk is seen kicking a sandbag and a reporter runs to him*

Reporter : "Thunderhawk ! Why such a hard training ?"
Thunderhawk grabs a towel and starts wiping his face. "Well, I lost my first official match here, and I think taht I did not show my best. I want everyone to know that it was only a temporary setback, and that I will show what i am truly made of."
Reporter : "Do you have a specific goal ? i mean, do you want to show your skills to somebody in particular ?"
Thunderhawk : "To my parents up there." He takes a medallion from under his t-shirt and kisses it
Reporter : "And somebody more ... earthen ?"
Thunderhawk : "Only future will tell it ... why not ?" He throws the towel away. "Could you please get a little far from me ?"

The reporter recalls what Hawk has done to his colleague in the parking lot and goes a little further.
Hawk turns his back to the sandbag and spins in a circle, kicking the bag so hard that the chain that held it to the roof breaks and the sandbag flies away.

Reporter : "wow ... impressive !"
Thunderhawk : "I think i will need a living prey now ..." Hawk looks fiercely at the reporter, who runs away. Hawk laughs and points his finger to the camera. " As we Italians say : When the game starts getting tough ... the tough ones start playing ! REMEMBER IT !"

He snaps his fingers and the lights go out. The cameraman switches them on again, but he finds the gym empty ....