Monday June 3, 2013
Westin Hotel- Room 1211
New York City, New York
9:12 PM Local Time
“Look what I caught, Mom!”
Wendy Briese’s eyes widened as her daughter held up a largemouth bass in front of the camera, nearly as long as her arm. How on Earth did Theresa even have the strength to reel in such a big fish?
“Oh, my! That’s huge Theresa! Did you get it all by yourself?”
Theresa nodded, which earned an amused smile from her father, sitting next to her. “I helped bring it up with the net, but yeah, she reeled it up to the boat all by herself. Took her, what? Ten minutes to fight the thing?”
Theresa nodded excitedly, and Wendy couldn’t help but chuckle at the six year olds enthusiasm. “I wish you were here, Mom,” the recently graduated first grader said.
“I wish I was there, too, Terr-Bear.” Wendy replied, sighing. In truth, she hated fishing, but it would have been worth it to see the excitement on her daughter’s face as she reeled in the massive bass.
“You’re coming back tomorrow, right?”
“Yeah. I’m catching an early flight to Minneapolis, and I’ll be there in the morning. Then we’re going to go up to Lake Itasca. That sound fun?”
“To do more fishing?” Theresa asked, her eyes brightening.
Wendy couldn’t help but laugh. “No, not fishing. But you know the Mississippi River?” When her daughter nodded, she continued “It’s where it begins, and you can walk across it. And there’s all kinds of trees... much bigger than what we have in Indianapolis, and you might even be able to see some deer too. Does that sound fun?”
She could tell from her daughter’s face that it wasn’t nearly as fun as the thought of fishing, but the little girl smiled anyways, nodding. “Alright!” Wendy said, grinning. “My flight lands at ten tomorrow, Terrence. PLEASE try and be on time...”
Terrence rolled his eyes. “ONE time I was late picking you up from the airport.”
“By SIX HOURS,” Wendy retorted, keeping her smile on. “Honestly, I don’t even know how you could even get AM and PM mixed up...”
“It’s just one letter,” Terrence said, exchanging a mischievous grin with Theresa,. “We’ll see you tomorrow hon. Ten *AM* on the dot.”
“Alright, goodnight,” Wendy said, smiling into her computer monitor. “Don’t stay up too late, Theresa. We have a busy day tomorrow.”
“I won’t!” the six-year-old promised. “Goodnight, Mom!”
And just like that, the window holding her husband and daughter went black.
Wendy sighed again as she closed the window and quit Skype, then closing her laptop’s screen down. It was good that her daughter had fun, and that she had a daddy-daughter bonding day with Terrence during their week long excursion to Minnesota. But she still missed them.
Especially more because today had turned out to be nothing more than a huge waste of time. She had thought that Paige would have leapt at the opportunity to get out of WillCorp, and take a less time consuming, more challenging job that would likely have paid better. It had been disappointing to be turned down like that, and to have to deal with the smirking, arrogant buffoon that was Todd Williams made it all the worse.
And for what?
Paige was right, of course. This was something FAR over her head. Her primary job at Willcorp was filling out paperwork, not managing assets. And she was the only one on the planet foolish enough to think the poor girl could have made the transition seamlessly. Even Terrence had been completely skeptical of her plan, and had almost sounded relieved tonight when she had told him of its spectacular failure.
So here she was, in New York, wasting time she could have spent with her family in Minnesota, or training in a gym, on some wild goose chase that had no chance whatsoever of succeeding. And why?
Because you’d rather spend the next year dealing with Paige’s crashes on the learning curve than watching her suffer under Todd, a small voice told her.
She had made the one classic mistake of business- making decisions with her heart instead of her brain. Like it or not, they needed this race track to work- Terrence had already spent far too much money for it to be a waste, and bringing on an employee strictly out of charity would have been a disaster. There were other ways to save Paige.
If she even needed saving in the first place. And besides, who the heck was she to this? Paige’s situation was far from her business, no matter how irritated she got watching Todd and Jenny’s dismissive attitude towards her overworked conditions, no matter how disgusted she was by what she had seen in SVW, and no matter how certain she was that Todd was doing FAR worse to Paige when no one else was looking.
“You can’t save everyone.”
How many times had she been told that? By her parents. By Pollaski. By Terrence. Heck, even her daughter had told her so on an occasion. Whatever Dr. Epstein said her complex was, she certainly wasn’t a Messiah. She couldn’t save everyone.
But at least it’d be nice if she could save SOMEONE once in a while.
Instead she felt more and more like Cassandra, the ancient oracle of old who always spoke the truth, but couldn’t get anyone to listen to her. Maybe she wasn’t right about everything... but she was right on a lot more than most people ever gave her credit for. She knew that.
“Fudge,” Wendy sighed, leaning back on her bed and looking at the ceiling. Now she was just feeling sorry for herself. She just needed to get to bed, sleep, and get the heck out of New York and back to Minnesota where she could spend a few more days with her family on vacation, and prepare for her match on Thursday.
*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*
Wendy sat up at the sharp rap on her door, confused. She hadn’t ordered any room service, or anything from the front desk, and it was awfully late for someone to be just stopping by. Was there a problem of some sort?
“I’m coming!” Wendy called out, smoothing out the sweatpants and old Notre Dame T-shirt she had put on to sleep in. Briskly, she walked to the door, hoping that Terrence hadn’t maxxed out the credit card without telling her...
But no hotel employee stood on the other side. Instead it was Jennifer Williams. And as angry as Todd had looked this evening, her upcoming tag partner was about ten times as much.
“Jenny? What are-”
Jennifer Williams did say a word. The minute the door was open the Television just lost control as she speared Wendy to the ground. She started to wail on her face as she delivered lefts and rights on the red head’s face. She mounted on top of her as she stared daggers right into her eyes.
Wendy’s head was swimming, and not just from the punches she had taken, although she had somehow managed to block most of them. She honestly had NO idea what in the heck had just happened, one minute she was standing there, looking at Jenny, the next this woman was sitting on her, pounding away like it was a live match. “What...the...f-” her words were cut off as a fist broke through her guard and caught her on the cheek.
Jenny didn’t say anything as she just answered back with more punching. She grabbed Wendy by the hair as she cocked her fist back and delivered yet another punch for her troubles. Wendy yelped as the fist caught her in the ear, but the momentum swayed Jenny enough to the side that she was able to throw her off, and roll away. Wendy staggered to her feet, using the hotel room’s couch to help her, but barely had time before a charging Jenny was on her again.
Jenny was on top of her and she grabbed her head as she began to smash it against the floor. She raised her fist in the air and tried to drive it into Wendy’s face. She cocked her fist back again, driving it against her face as she split her lip and blood starting to pour from it. Jenny cracked an evil grin as she looked into Wendy’s eyes.
The moment’s hesitation was enough Wendy needed, and she punched upwards, and while she didn’t connect, Jenny’s flinch was enough for her to throw her off again, and roll to her feet. As she did, she grabbed a vase from the nearby table, and wheeled around, ready to use it. It wasn’t exactly the most legal of techniques, but then again, this was hardly a sanctioned match. Luckily, Jenny wasn’t charging this time, and Wendy took a couple breaths, needing more wind before she could finally ask the question that had been on her lips for the past three minutes.
“What. The. HELL. Is. WRONG. With. You?”
Jenny stood her distance as she looked at her hand glancing at the blood on it before slowly looking back at Wendy. “Well let’s see you flew all the way to New York to try to steal Paige from my company... Did you ever consider that is what is wrong with me?!” Jenny scoffed as her eyes never left Wendy.
“Are you kidding me?” Wendy asked, and for a brief second, she weighed the pros and cons of winging the vase at terminal velocity in the general direction of Jenny’s head. “Is this how you deal with EVERY problem you encounter in business?”
Jenny wasn’t backing down as she crossed her arms. “Who cares HOW I handle my business?! The only thing that matters is that you tried to take Paige away and I am not going to deal with that. Not from you, not from Todd, not from anyone! Nobody is going to take PAige anywhere...” Jenny breathed heavily as she contemplated her possible options in dealing with Wendy.
“Well, apparently not, because she turned me down,” Wendy was growing angry herself. “Which is a shame, because she certainly deserves to be saddled with a boss who’s NOT abusive, and a co-owner who doesn’t ENABLE him!”
Jenny angrily stormed in front of Wendy as she cocked her fist back as her eyes stared at Wendy. “OH so you are blaming all of this on me now?! You don’t even know what’s going on so if I was you I would keep my white Knight mouth shut and just be quiet and stuff. It makes you look like less of an idiot.” Jenny said with a growl as she was invading Wendy’s personal space.
Wendy didn’t back down. “Oh, I got a VERY nice idea of what’s going on tonight. I got a FULL view of it, when your brother INTERRUPTED us in the middle of DINNER, caused a scene, threatened to beat me up, and all the while Paige sat there COWERING in fear like a puppy facing a rolled up newspaper. What does he DO to her, Jenny? What have you LET him do?”
Jenny pouts as she places her hands not backing down either. “For your information I stood up to my brother... THANK YOU very much... I don’t let him do anything... I...”
Jenny’s voice cracked as her eyes kept on Wendy.
“It’s none of your business what I do... The only thing you need to do is mind your own business and don’t you dare try to get involved with Paige again.”
“My BUSINESS was trying to get someone to run my husband’s race track.” Wendy said, feeling the last of her nerves fraying. “I thought Paige would be a good choice. She declined, so be it. But how DARE you come into MY hotel room and THREATEN me because I interviewed one of your employees for a job. Deal with it like an ADULT, Jennifer Williams.” She pointed at the door. “Now, if you’ll kindly LEAVE...”
Jenny offered an evil grin as her eyes locked on Wendy and on that vase she was holding. “Why don’t you MAKE ME!” Jenny smirked as she didn’t move an inch staring back at the redhead.
Wendy sighed, and looked at Jenny, and down to the vase in her hands, then at Jenny again. She shouldn’t... even though it wasn’t a match, it was still bad form to...
Screw it. She was NOT going to be assaulted in her own hotel room by this psychotic child!
Slowly, she began to raise the vase. If Jenny didn’t notice, she’d have her unconscious body in the hallway in no time, and then she could get some SLEEP.
Jenny and Wendy were locked in a staredown. It wasn’t long before Crystal emerged into the room. She stopped to catch her breath as she looked at both women. “Everyone just stop.... Please stop...There is no reason for anyone to fight tonight. I believe we all have a misunderstanding.” Crystal spoke out as she drew closer to the women and grabbed the vase from Wendy’s hand. “Let’s just stop the fighting...”
Now Crystal Hilton was in her room? Wendy gritted her teeth, fighting down the urge to scream. Next thing she knew, Chernobyl and the entire Power Trip would be arriving with snacks.
Crystal let out a long deep breath as she glanced at both women. “Why don’t we all have a seat and talk things out. In a couple of days we are all going to be a team. We can’t expect to work together if we are tearing each other a part right?” Crystal said as she dragged Jennifer to a chair and sat her down.
For a second, Wendy wanted to scream at the both of them, again repeating her wish that they get out of her room, and let her sleep. But she found herself plopping down on the sofa, reaching for a nearby Kleenix to dab at the dried blood on her lower lip. She glanced at Crystal, unable to keep the sarcasm out of her voice. “So please tell me why Jenny ATTACKING me is some HUGE misunderstanding. Please.”
Crystal let out a long sigh as she crossed her arms. She kept her back rested against the door as she looked down at Wendy. “Well you see Wendy... Paige and Jenny the two of them well... You know...” Crystal scratched her head as Jenny crossed her arms still staring daggers into Wendy.
Wendy rubbed her eyes, sighing. “I really don’t care, Crystal. There is absolutely nothing in the WORLD that justifies her being here like this.”
Crystal shook her head but she kept on talking. “And well Paige and Jenny they are both being um blackmailed by my former husband. I don’t know how I can explain this...”
Jenny finally takes a long sigh as she keeps her arms crossed. “Paige and I are dating ok!!! There you happy Wendy?! That’s why you can’t take her...You trying to pull her out of New York is like slapping me in the face and I am not going to take that from you...”
“Dating. Uh hunh.” Wendy said, nonplussed. Even though they were quite common in women’s wrestling, lesbian relationships always seemed to catch her off guard. She rubbed her eyes again, as if she had a massive headache. At least it explained why Jenny had taken the job offer so... personally. But still... “And how exactly was I supposed to know about this secret little love... thing?”
Jenny growled as she wanted to get up and punch Wendy again but Crystal quickly walked over to where Jenny was sitting and held a hand up pushing her back. Jenny looked back at Wendy. “What is that supposed to mean?! Little love thing?! It’s not a fucking thing!!! It’s called a RELATIONSHIP!” Jenny started to raise her voice and Crystal kept the peace as she spoke some more.
“There was no way you could have known. The fact is like I said before Todd is blackmailing them. He has pictures of Jennifer and Paige in some compromising positions and if they don’t do what he says he plans to send those pictures to Wolf Ramsey and embarrass Jenny. She doesn’t mean to put Paige through everything, and Paige want’s to leave but they are both just locked into a bad situation and are looking for a way out. I am sorry that you didn’t know about any of it but it’s something that really cannot be exposed to the public.”
“Well, then you can’t BLAME the public for not knowing, and acting accordingly, can you?” Wendy asked sourly. She paused, as the realization hit her. “And you’re doing this all BEHIND Wolf’s back?!”
Despite how tough Jenny was she slid in her seat as she looked back at Wendy. “Look don’t be so judgemental...I am going to talk with him next week...Let’s not jump to conclusions ok... It’s a very long story and I don’t feel comfortable sharing it all unless you really want me too...” Jenny sighed as she glanced at Wendy shrugging her shoulders at her.
Wendy slumped forward, suppressing a dramatic sigh. What the HELL had she just become embroiled in? “I don’t,” she finally said. “I really, really don’t. I just want someone to help us with this mess of a property we suddenly have on our hands, and I wanted to see that poor girl no longer being tortured and humiliated on a weekly basis. I thought killing two birds with one stone would be the way to go.” She sighed. “Evidently not.”
Jenny growled as she looked back at Wendy. “Look...I.appreciate you looking out for her Wendy. I really do it’s just that there’s too much going on. I told Paige I would be the one to save her. So when people try to cut in on that it really makes me upset...”
Crystal rolled her eyes as she looked at both women. “So do we have everything out on the table? Or do we still need to work on some things because if neither of you can work together I really am going to lose it...”
“Don’t worry about me,” Wendy said. “I do my job, no matter who I’m teamed with, and I’ve been saddled with far worse than her in the past. All I want now is an apology for busting into my hotel room and creating havoc, a good nights sleep, and to go back to Minnesota and spend time with my family.”
“Jenny apologize to Wendy.” Jenny looked at Crystal as she rolled her eyes at her before she turned her attention over to Wendy. “I am sorry for bursting into your room and putting my hands on you. I hope you can forgive me.”
Crystal nodded her head as she looked at the redhead. “And Wendy I do believe you have something to say to Jenny in return.”
Wendy shrugged, her voice softening. “It’s fine, Jenny. I understand you were upset, and I’m sure most would be in your situation. And you can be sure that Paige isn’t going to be leaving for Indianapolis anytime soon. We’ll have to find our track manager elsewhere.”
“Umm Wendy don’t you think you should apologize to Jenny in return?” Crystal crossed her arms as she shook her head at Wendy. “You did try to take her employee without consulting with her.”
Wendy didn’t exactly understand what was wrong with that, considering businesses did it all the time, but for the sake of unity, she merely sighed and said “I’m sorry, Jenny. I should have told you I was interested in Paige.”
Jenny smiled as she stood up and sat beside Wendy. “Good...That’s all I wanted. Now are you girls ready to beat stupid redheads and a title stealing bitch?!” Crystal offered a giggle as she looked back at Wendy.
“That’s her way of saying thank you and your welcome. You will get used to it I am sure.”
THe barest flicker of a smile crossed Wendy’s face, and she stood up. “I’m sure I will. But right now, I need to get to bed. I have an early flight tomorrow back to Minnesota, and a full day after that I’m sure we’ll get together again before Thursday night.”
Crystal grabbed Jenny by the arm as she dragged her towards the door. “You have a good night Wendy and I truly am sorry for everything. Have a safe flight.” Crystal offered a smirk before the Clan were outside of the hotel room.
After the door closed, Wendy sighed, looking around at the now messy room. Luckily, nothing had been broken. Either way though, it was time for bed.
Her thoughts were on Jenny as she brushed her teeth and poured herself a glass of water. She couldn’t help but realize what a powder keg the girl was sitting on at the moment.
She only hoped it didn’t blow up under her.
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If you have ever wanted to watch a video with Crystal Hilton and Jennifer Williams in bed together, then this is the promo for you!
Oh, and Wendy Briese is in the bed too, although she’s looking for the life of her like she has no idea how she EVER agreed to this.
The bed itself is fairly oversized, even moreso than a King Size, almost cartoonishly so, with an overelaborate wooden headboard with giant brassy knobs. And unfortunately for any fanservice-craving perverts out there, all three women are quite dressed. Wendy sits atop the blankets, cross-leged, wearing a full body cotton set of pajamas with puffy clouds on them (and bunny slippers!), while Crystal is sitting on top of blankets in a silky matching full body pajamas with rose designs on them, she even wore matching rose design socks. Jenny sat on the side of the bed opposite of Wendy and she was clad in a Legend of Zelda Pajama set. Wearing a Zelda top with matching Link shorts. She sported a pair of mario socks as she smles staring deeply into the camera.
Wendy: “Hey everyone! We, uh... might be taking this ‘strange bedfellows’ thing a bit TOO literally here... but that’s what they’re calling the match, when Crystal and Jenny team up with me to take on Starla McCloud and Flight or Flight tonight! Definitely one of the more... odd matches we’ve seen in FFW, that’s for sure!”
Crystal offered a smirk as she turns her attention over to Wendy.
Crystal: “You got that right, and no offense to you Wendy but you are the absolute last person that I would ever want to get in bed with!”
Jennifer giggled in return as she sat up grabbing her legs.
Jenny: “It may be an odd match but I do well with odd. On one side you have Crystal and I teaming up with Wendy and on the other side you have Scarlett and Kelly teaming up with Starla. The big question that I know that is on everyone’s minds is how exactly are these teams going to co-exist inside the same ring. I mean look at it we are talking about Crystal and Wendy on the same exact team!!! You girls don’t want to kill each other do you?”
Crystal smiled as she glances back at Wendy.
Crystal: “It brings back memories from the first chase doesn’t it Wendy?”
Wendy: “Well, we were on the same team, twice, just a couple years ago, along with Kassandra. The first time was when we won the first round of the Chase at Conviction, and then again, at the FIRST FFW Anniversary show, when we overcame the ‘Evolution All-Stars’ team of Colleen, Undine, and Ro*BLEEEEEEEEEP*ley. So here we are at the THIRD Anniversary show, teaming again. Certainly is an odd coincidence.”
Crystal giggles as she stares at Wendy.
Crystal: “And funny thing about Wendy and I teaming up with one another is despite our differences in personality. Despite her being a modest individual and me being well a tad what’s the word?”
Jenny: “Cocky? Delusional? Arrogant?”
Crystal: “Ok enough enough! Boastful is the world... boastful. Despite being a tad boastful the facts show that Wendy and I have been able to do what is necessary to pull out the win. In our first match in the Chase together it was our side that won, and against a team of well established thriving women within the Evolution division including the champion. We managed to rise to the occasion and go out there and bring a win home. Wendy and I may not see eye to eye with one another but if there is something that we both like to do it’s put our best effort into bringing a win home. I noticed this not only in those tag matches together but in the chase finale when we gave one another everything we had for the thrill of competition and to make the crowd happy. That is Wendy and I in a nutshell. Wouldn’t you agree Wendy?”
Wendy nods, although she still looks pretty uneasy.
Wendy: I think the same thing could be applied to Jenny, too. She’s certainly not without her eccentricities, but when it matters the most, Jenny can get the job done. That’s one thing all three of us certainly have in common.”
Jenny nods her head as she leans over at Wendy rolling her eyes at her.
Jenny: “Anyway enough about our team. Let’s look at the team that is on the opposite side of the spectrum we have Starla McCloud, Scarlett Kincaid, and we have... Err..... I HATE KELLY MCGUFFIN!”
Jenny begins to growl as Crystal quickly cuts in motioning to Jenny with her hand to calm down.
Crystal: “Before Jenny get’s a little carried away let’s start with Starla McCloud. Now to be honest I don’t believe to my recollection that I have been in the ring with Starla before. However on paper she is a woman who is one championship away from being the second ever FFW Grandslam Champion. This woman is more up in Wendy’s alley. As I remember the battle that the two of them went through for the glory of the No Surrender Championship. I believe it can be said that Starla cheated her way into taking the title away from you Wendy. In a match in which you didn’t even quit.”
Wendy: “She actually cheated TWICE. It’s just that the second time, Pollaski and I managed to put a very loud, definite stop to it. But that’s pretty much Starla’s modus operandi. I can’t think of a major match she’s won in which she HASN’T done something to screw with the rules.”
Jenny: “So everything about Starla has been nothing but a bunch of bullcrap. Kind of like Kelly McGuffin...What would you expect from Power Trip scum that isn’t named Tara Thunder? That’s all people like Starla could do. You would think that having the last name of someone cool from Starfox or the Highlander that you would expect much more from her but nope. She may be a grand slam champion in the making but it is all because she had to cheat to get there whereas Crystal, myself, and Wendy had to work our asses into getting to where we are. Wendy and I both won chases, Wendy won a NS tourney and well Crystal...”
Crystal quickly butts in as she smirks at Wendy.
Crystal: “Well I worked hard too... Let’s just not count the way I won that first Evolution Championship... But other than that we have earned everything that we accomplished in this business. With our own hands and no one helping us.”
Wendy shakes her head, her voice slightly quiet.
Wendy: “Even then, you didn’t do anything illegal in that match. Just... slightly underhanded, and that third fall was still clean. But with Starla... she’s a very good wrestler. I know- I’ve been in the ring three times with her now. But sadly, she has NO confidence in herself, which is turning out to be a startling contrast with her now-former tag team partner. But Starla has so little faith in herself that she’d rather muddle things up with her shenanigans and foul play instead of just gutting it out and trying to do it herself. We’re starting to see that we’re coming to a point where doing that’s just not going to cut it anymore.”
Jenny: “If you spent more time doing things the right way Starla who knows you might have been an FFW Champion by now. I know from experience that cheating isn’t going to cut it. When I was still green back in Future Shock I made a huge mistake. I cheated in a game of Black Jack. The person that I cheated against became my best friend but in the very next challenge of that season. She went ape against me and truly made me feel what’s it like to deal with a hurricane. It just didn’t stop there though because when Cara and I faced off against each other one on one. She made me pay for the way that I cheated in the past and it wasn’t pleasant. The fact is cheating and foul play may help you but eventually you will be found out. As the old saying goes, cheaters never win. I think you yourself know this to be true when Wendy’s manager had to put Adonis in his place and you lost the No Surrender Championship because of it. As long as you believe in your own ability the sky is truly the lmit. So just pay attention to what we have to say Starla. You might actually learn something.”
Wendy grimaces.
Wendy: “Well, cheating’s still gotten her an FFW Championship slot at Unstoppable Four, unfortunately. Doubly unfortunate, because the shot SHOULD be going to none other than her own tag partner tonight, Scarlett Kincaid, now that Isabella’s no longer holding the belt and the clause has evaporated. But who wouldn’t want to see Val against Scarlett... or even Desi against Scarlett?”
Crystal is the one to roll her eyes as she shakes her head.
Crystal: “Scarlett Kincaid. Tonight is just going to be an appetizer for what’s to come because as it was announced at the biggest show of the year Unstoppable it will be the Clam taking on the team of Fight or Flight. The last time the two of us were in the ring with one another we were celebrating a win together as you, myself, Emma, and Eileen defeated the likes of Shane, Alyssa, Tara, and Katherine Stryfe. We were so happy to have won that match but if we fast forward to just three months ago. Before I was going to step in my first Pay Per View Main Event at Chaos Theory. I clearly remember you leaving your partners to dry after you won a match, and it was the same night in which Wendy made her return to the delight of the roaring fans. What kind of person would just leave their teammates like that? I been in that situation once before and it isn’t pleasant. Despite how you might be feeling that doesn’t give you any excuse to just walk away.”
Wendy looks deeply disturbed, and takes a deep breath.
Wendy: “Scarlett... what she did at Chaos Theory was wrong. Very, very wrong, and I know she’s going to end up paying for it one way or another. But Scar... despite her attitude taking a definite turn for the worse... doesn’t seem all that far gone. She doesn’t cheat in matches. She’s still willing to do anything for Mr. Kincaid. I believe sooner or later, she’s going to wake up, realize she’s not doing herself any favors, and come back around.”
Jenny just glances at Wendy again rolling her eyes.
Jenny: “But if she is happy staying asleep that’s fine with me because she is in the dream world and it’s a place in which I excel in. I don’t really know how I should feel about Scarlett Wendy. Last year after I won my second chance season of Future Shock. Scarlett and I went to battle inside of that ring. We gave it everything we had and she emerged as the winner but I can remember her promo clearly. She told me that I had potential and to keep on going. Yet here we are in 2013 and right after her Chaos Theory match she had the nerve to tell everyone that she was just done fighting the Power Trip. She did what she had to do. The referee didn’t cheat her and she was happy with walking away. I find this to be nothing but a bunch of garbage.”
Jenny takes a breath as she continues to vent.
Jenny: “I find this to be garbage because I had to watch my best friend Cara Stone being humiliated on national television. In my eyes the fight is never over and by her walking away means she has turned her back on all of those who led the charge against them. So screw Scarlett Kincaid. She is very well a legend in the making. A woman who is a fomrer Evolution Champion as well as two time FFW Champion but that doesn’t matter anymore. The only thing that I see in my head is the way that she tuck her tail between her legs and walked away. People like that don’t get respect in my book.”
Wendy smiles softly.
Wendy: “Well, if that’s where her head has gone, then maybe its our job to pull it out.”
Crystal: “I have no problem pulling Scarlett’s head from out of her ass. I know you have this respect thing going on with her Wendy, and it must be a redhead thing but come on. All the facts are leading to the fact that she has flipped her lid. Cheating or not. Someone needs to deliver a dosage of reality to Scarlett and it’s going to be me. I know how you feel Scarlett. Truly I do but you shouldn’t second guess yourself. Everything is all worth it. Just trust me on it. I been through some bad times myself. Hell the last two years have been hell but there’s no need to complain just suck it up and fight through it. That is what I have been doing.”
Wendy: “I still don’t think she’s a lost cause like Starla is. Neither is her sister... for that matter.”
Jenny: “I hate Kelly...Kelly McGuffin IS a lost cause Wendy. You may want to cover your ears but she is nothing but a whiny little bitch. She is a woman who doesn’t take losing well. Even in losing after I defeated her fair and square at Relentless how did she react to all of that? She had to beat me down. She had to make me bleed, and she had to TAKE MY BELT! IF that doesn’t scream lost cause I don’t know what does. Ever since the Chase for the Crown series Kelly has been nothing but a sore loser. She loses Christian immediately steps in wanting to trade my hard fought title shot opportunity for a crown. When I defeat her this last time she claims that she in fact did beat me since the referee counted three and she has the right to steal my title. It’s a bunch of bullcrap. She keeps feeding the world that she is so great but when push comes to shove she simply doesn’t get the job done. Why should I respect someone like that?”
Wendy grimaces again
Wendy: “Kelly’s turning into one of the great tragedies of Femme Fatale Wrestling. She has made SUCH high expectations for herself... and that’s fine. But she hasn’t met them, and it’s clear that’s messed with her mind. She snapped on you, Jenny, plain and simple, because she fell short of a belt she’s spent the better part of a year chasing. But she’s hardly unique- every single one of us has had setbacks thanks to officiating that we didn’t agree with. But Kelly... she only made it worse by what she did. Instead of everyone acknowledging how close she came, and how it could very well be different next time, you have so many people saying how she’s a fraud, and a thief, and now she’s essentially worthless.”
Wendy bites her lip, and sighs.
Wendy: “None of it is true. Kelly’s a great wrestler, and is certainly neither a fraud nor worthless. But when you stoop that low, you’re going to get criticism leveled at you, and some of it might even be harsher than you deserve. Kelly erred in taking that belt, and she’s been paying for it dearly in the eyes of the fans and her colleagues the last twelve days.”
Crystal just shakes her head as she speaks her heart.
Crystal: “The truth is when I look at Kelly I see a woman that I used to be. Kelly has all the potential in the world. She prides herself into trying to be the best wrestler and high flyer that the world has ever seen. Is it all true? Well it’s really hard to say but as long as Kelly believes in it then that is all that matters. However what Kelly needs to understand is that there is a major difference between being confident and being cocky, and I think it was her cockiness that ended up getting the best of her. To be honest that’s how I felt when I lost to Wendy but that doesn’t give you the right to react the way you did Kelly. You just need to take a chill pill and relax a bit. You have all the makings to be a great force in this business but being delusional isn’t the way to go about it. Just listen to me for a moment. After I beat Isabella at Cold Blooded in 2012 I truly thought I was amazing. I thought I couldn’t be touched. However you want to know the reality of everything?”
Crystal just sighs as she shakes her head and speaks some more.
Crystal: “The truth is I wasn’t as good as I thought I was. I wouldn’t have another singles win until Sin & Sacrifice of last year. So instead of walking around thinking you are the best thing on God’s Green Earth why don’t you take ina dosage of humility that way when things don’t go your way you won’t react in which the way that you? You are going down a dark path and it’s one that you don’t want to walk upon. I been that route it has nothing for you Kelly...”
Jenny:”Whatever if Kelly want’s to act that way fine but she is going to deal with me. I am tired of being nice to her. She started a war when she unleashed her hell upon me and I am going to do whatever it takes to get back what belongs with me. If Kelly doesn’t want to hand it over willingly I am just going to take it by force. I am sick and tired of dealing with this immature brat! At Relentless she thought she was going to take advantage of me. She thought she was going to pick me apart because of the hell that I endured in my Hardcore War match. Yet I proved to her that I could still fight. Yet has she shown me any respect? Not in the slightest. She would rather just steal my title away. So screw her. I hate Kelly and nothing can change my view on the matter.”
Wendy shrugs.
Wendy: “Well,that’s unfortunate. As for me... I doubt the past year has made Starla anymore bearable, but I’m not so quick to condemn the two sisters yet. But that’s not going to change how I’m taking on tonight. I don’t hold back, whether its my best friend in that ring, or my worst enemy. After all, not everything in life has to be personal. Sometimes, it’s just BUSINESS.”
She gives Jenny a VERY pointed look as she says that.
Jenny growls as she slowly sits up in the bed.
Jenny: “Sometimes when PEOPLE meddle with things that doesn’t concern them it has to become personal because if it doesn’t they won’t get it in their head how important things are...”
Crystal slowly turns her attention to both women as she let out a grin.
Crystal: “Whether it’s a business matter, or a personal matter. It truly doesn’t matter. What is important is that this week the team of HilWenLliams or whatever you want to call us PERSONALLY would like to step inside that ring and take of BUSINESS together isn’t that right ladies? After all nothing can stop Our roses from blossoming...”
Crystal smirks and Jenny just forces out a smile as she leans over glancing at Wendy.
Jenny: :And I guess nothing will stop this dream from coming true...”
Wendy doesn’t have a catch phrase. Besides, her mind is stuck on something else entirely.
Wendy: “...HilWenLiams?”
And on that, the scene fades.
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