A Roland-Garros Betrayal (Miami Vice - Fanfiction)

A Story by Abishai100

Fan adaptation/translation of a very iconic Miami Vice episode/'theme' featuring a worldly reference to a special 'event' in women's sports of the 20th-Century (for social media).

A very cool fan-adaptation of the legendary TV-episode Mirror Image (Miami Vice) featuring a 'fantastic' image of the iconic Graf-Seles rivalry (women's pro-tennis) in women's tennis-media/TV.

DISCLAIMER: This work of media adaptation/fanfiction offers images with no formal/official ties to the Miami Vice franchise or its writers/producers and any referential imagery herein, including citations of the French Open championship women's event, are cast only/purely as ingredients of a personal (fictional/translational) work of social diary/expression.

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The 1992 Roland-Garros women's pro-tennis championship (France) would see the two iconic women legends in tennis, Steffi Graf and Monica Seles square-off in the era when (finally) a triumphant challenger would challenge the 'chess-domination' of constantly-winning German Steffi who dangerously started to make women's tennis eerily predictable.

During this final, a special detective was investigating the reports of underground 'conflict-zone' gem mining in Europe tied to Africa and was monitoring the Roland-Garros game-arena/area(s) for potential smugglers-barons 'investment' activity and traffic and hoped to catch some clue for the tracks. However, he'd been struck on the head by Baron Ion's henchman and went into amnesia and woke up 'tricked' into thinking he'd become one of the 'gang' of 'bloody-diamond' runners in France during that Graf-Seles tennis 'awakening' which (otherwise!) would've generated normal social media/fanfare in 1992 (whoa).

DETECTIVE AMLAN SATAN (Pre-Amnesia): I'm here to do routine sleuth-work(s) so fans may enjoy what Seles offers for Graf.

SATAN (Post-Amnesia): I'll be 'scurrying' around Roland-Garros to deliver some African-stones to an Ion-connected minion (ha).

INTERPOL: Integrity in diamond-markets underground affects monitors/journals for overground gem-traffic/store-securities.

SATAN (Post-Amnesia): I simply had to walk in to the Paris bank during the tennis, swapped Ion's fakes for real gems for veil.

PARIS POLICE: This guy claimed he was a theater-performer sent by one of the gem-investor baron's 'rivals' for a media-show!

Many years later, we find Detective Satan retired and living happily/safely in the challenging Windy City (North America), having 'fully' recovered from his amnesia crime 'incident' with Ion's bloody-diamond gang in France. He came back to life after becoming a 'pit-victim' stat in Ion's gang during that Graf-Seles rivalry 'event' at Roland-Garros and unwittingly helped him 'deliver' some smugglers-chess to the wrong hands...before he returned to his sense and returned the 'dark-favor' and then unfoiled the Paris-bank insurance scheme(s) of Ion's 'legion' of Hell. Now, we find Satan married and with a son (Damian), his darling-child, and he just bought Damian a 'cool' Strike-Force ('Upper Deck') Eagles-Vikings transfer-spirits Super Bowl 'ambition' trade-market card for 'cooler' ideations on the 'quality' of human race expressions surrounding capitalism's 'best' faces of antiterrorism (wow).

AMLAN SATAN: I love you Damian...this Upper-Deck 'gem' is the hallmark of my 'duty-free commitments' to my Catholic world!