Bodyguard Cheerleader

A Story by Abishai100

Can a cool bodyguard offer a pre-Bowl Florida cheerleader the securities she demands for basic city definition?

A city-spirit 'faerie-tale' inspired by the cool movie The Bodyguard (Kevin Costner).

DISCLAIMER: This work of sports-fanfiction offers no formal claim of any views/events of the city of Tampa (Florida) or the team it references (Buccaneers) and is cast as only a private 'drama' representative of fictional/random crime-distancing.

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Welcome to Tampa (Florida) where a very valiant American bodyguard works to protect a cool cheerleader ahead of the Super Bowl from a ruthless serial-killer calling himself the Night-Slasher!

This bodyguard, Amlan Satan ('Storm-Shadow'), thinks his job is rather quick/easy, since his duty is now to make sure the lovely-lady Sandy is at a real safe-distance from the Night-Slasher, and to spread the street-message, Satan used Facebook-chess/social-media to create an aura of intelligence-driven antidotes to sports-terrorism (homegrown) in the modern United States (wow).

STORM-SHADOW: I'll be shadowing Sandy everywhere and during her camp/practice events and around her condo for safety!

NIGHT-SLASHER: I find cool motive from an iconic cult-crime film and cast myself as the ultimate Tampa terror (now).

The Super Bowl will see the Bucs face the rival that eluded them during the regular-season, despite having overcome some pretty serious league rivals and serious contenders for the ultimate adverbial crown of American media-sports broadcast era confetti. Sandy wants to be there...safe/secure.

STORM-SHADOW: What I take stock of during these bodyguard-moments is the work put-in by Sandy and her real life of chess.

Sandy is the first pro-cheerleader to be publicly stalked in the media-level and it's reminded folks of a terrific celebrity-bodyguard film, but what her valiant bodyguard starts to notice is the ironic labors and diligence that goes into the 'art' of cheerleading, which he'd not have learned about (really) had he not taken this ugly job in the first-place!

SANDY: I just feel 'safer' with this guy around, always there, nearby, during my practices and escorting me to the squad-bus!

AMLAN: Thanks for this fantastic gift, Sandy, my lady.

SANDY: I thought of you as a 'faerie-prince' because of the safety you afforded me, so it's truly appropriate!

AMLAN: Very cool.

MAYOR: This modern 'street-drama' reveals the citizenry-passions of everyday vigilance and why team-spirit is flag-days!

SANDY: What's this 'Evil-Elf' doodle (for me now)?

AMLAN: Well, it's a consumerism optimism protection 'charm' for your future now that Night-Slasher is incarcerated.

SANDY: You nabbed this dark-man in an alley while he was waiting for me after the game by the stadium now?
AMLAN: Forget it completely, Sandy; it's a dark season, and the Bucs need to climb out of Hell; Evil-Elf is all you need dream!

SANDY: Thanks dude; really.