May 19th 2013
War Memorial Gymnasium
San Francisco, California

[Backstage moments after Amy quit Team Erik]

Stepping through the curtain, Amy stood for a moment soaking in what she had just done, there wasn’t many times in her life that she had quit anything apart from quitting life as a hooker, quitting Endless Filth and quitting WEW… all those pale in comparison to quitting Team Erik.

Quitting Team Erik would change the landscape of the whole Team Erik vs. Team SCW war.

Shaking her head from out the clouds, Amy stepped forward and began to head to the Team Erik locker room to collect her bags, however, before she could continue her journey back to the locker room, she was stopped by the one and only remaining reporter still employed in the company - "Stoner" Scott Oliver.

“Hey Amy can I get a word with you regarding what happened out there?”

Amy shrugs…

“Uh sure… but if you hadn’t noticed, im not really decent.”

Amy places her hands on hips.

“Its only a few questions.”

“Oh what the hell… go on then.”

Amy smirks as ‘Stone’ Scott Oliver prepares himself and gives the cameraman a little nudge as an indication to stop staring.

“Ok… first question – If Erik did you give you the title match, would you have still quit Team Erik?”

“Can we start heading back to the locker rooms and I’ll answer your questions along the way.”

“Sure”

“And to answer your question… Would have I quit Team Erik even if Erik granted me a title shot - Yes.”

“Why?”

“His refusal to rehire Kevin, but we all know that is bullshit because look what he did to Amanda Hugginkiss, he made Amanda wrestle for his job, so he has the power to fire people.”

“But aren’t you worried about the repercussions from Erik and the rest of Team Erik?”

Amy chuckled a little…

“God no… they are focused on their own little problems and sucking up to Erik.  But I hope the rest of Team Erik see through his bullshit and dump his sorry ass.”

“So does this mean you are joining Team SCW?”

“No.”

“Ok, two more questions…  people are going to say that you sold out… did you?”

“Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t. But the fans have already made their minds up in what I did. I was just looking out for number one.”

“Lastly, you ‘won’ the bombshell hardcore brawl, however, more of the brawl came pre-match as Jessie and Jake interfered and gave everyone an ass kicking, including Jessie stating her intent for the Roulette title. Your thoughts on this?”

“Jessie is just trying to stay in the Team SCW limelight and has to make herself relevant in this war and not be outshone by others.  As for the Roulette title scene sadly there is a long queue behind Necra for the Roulette title and that queue is right behind me. She was never screwed out of the title, she lost it fair and square and she needs to get the fuck over it.”

“Thank you Amy.”

“No problem.”

Scott Oliver and cameraman walk off, happy they have their scoop, but fail to realise that Amy had stopped outside the Team Erik locker room.  Watching them leave, Amy stood at the door unsure whether to knock or just enter and grab her bags to relocate to another locker room – although she was done for the night.

“Fuck it!”

Amy grabbed the door handle and slowly opened it, holding her breath and expecting a severe beat down from the occupants behind the door, she swung the door open and the locker room was virtually empty with only Amanda Cortez in the room sitting watching what was on TV.

“Uh hi”

Amy stood in the doorway, unsure what is about to happen, as Amanda stood up and places her hands on her hips.

“What are you doing here?”

Amy took a hesitant step forwards.

“Come to get my bags and I don’t want any trouble.”

Amanda frowns as she glares at Amy.

“Go get them.”

Amy gives a small smile, as she quickly enters the locker room, before heading to the lockers, where she opens one of them and pulls out a bag, jacket and boots before closing the locker door.

Amy turns and then quickly makes her way to the locker room door, Amy then turns to look at Amanda who had been watching Amy’s every move.

“Thanks.”

And just as Amy turns to leave, Amanda rushes at Amy and grabs Amy by the hair and arm and pinning her to the wall, as Amy bag and others bits fall to the floor.

“You made a very big mistake quitting Team Erik, you will come crawling back begging but there will be no welcome back.”

Amy struggles to free herself from Amanda’s grip.

“You will find I made the right decision and there will be no begging only cheering when you idiots realise that Erik has conned everyone.” Amy said as she managed to wriggle free from Amanda grip and pushes her away. “Now if you excuse me, I have to wash away the stench of Team Erik off me.”

Amy grabs her bag, jacket and boots before leaving a Amanda pissed off and leaving the Team Erik locker room for one last time, as she goes in search for another locker room.


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Monday 20th May 2013
Time: 11am
LA, California.
Home of Kevin Carter.

“Honey I’m home.”

Amy said with a cheesy smile as she entered Kevin’s apartment, however, with no answer, Amy places her bag down on the floor and began her search for Kevin around the apartment, eventually finding him sitting in bed with his laptop in front of him and headphones in his ears.

Amy stops in the doorway for a moment and looks at Kevin, before bounding over and jumping on the bed.

“Hi”

Kevin said as he removed his headphone from his ears, before planting a kiss on Amy’s lips.

“What you watching there?”

Amy asked as she leant to see what was on the laptop screen.

“Cool Django unchained.”

What else do you think he was watching?  Amy smiled as she snuggled up to Kevin and popping in one of the headphone.

“I watched Climax Control.”
“And?”

Amy looked at Kevin a little unsure.

“Congrats on winning your match…though it wasn’t hardcore enough for me.”

Kevin said.

“Thanks. I was more worried at the fact that I quit Team Erik.”

Amy said as she shifted uncomfortably.

“You had to do it, I’m not mad about it.”

Amy lets a out a small sigh of relief.

“I was so worried that you would be mad or something.”

“Why would I be mad, you had to do it and if you feel good for it then it was the right decision.”

Kevin said as he pressed Amy closer to him.

“Thank you.” Amy gives a Kevin a kiss on the cheek before wrapping an arm around him. “So what have you been doing to keep yourself entertained?”

“Directed and starred in a movie.”

“Nice… I can’t wait to see it.”

Amy said.

“Its on this laptop for editing. We can watch it after the movie.”

“Sure.”

Amy said with a smile, as Kevin pressed the play button once more on the laptop, as Amy pressed her body close to Kevin’s. The scene fades out on Amy and Kevin watching the movie.


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Well it looks like I shocked a few people last week, however, by the looks of the match booked this week it may have backfired just a little. But the thing is, I am free from the bullshit and false promises that was fed to me.  All Erik was focused on was getting his power and fuck everyone else.

Well the joke is on him… no Kevin Carter and now no Amy Marshall.

And it looks like I got out in time.

Glad I don’t have a bounty on my head… eh Misty.

Although only a dumb idiot would try and collect a bounty on you, I would choose the weakest member of Team Erik.

Anyway…

You see I am glad that I am partnered with you; however, I know that I am going to be in for a further verbal bashing, although you have already lambasted me over twitter about how I have disappointed everyone on the team, and if I come crawling back that no body will accept me back.

Misty you have to realise that I won’t be coming back to Team Erik – not begging nor asking for forgiveness.  I saw the light when Kevin was suspended infinitely and Erik refused to do anything about it.

I am not sorry about leaving the team… I feel a great weight has been lifted off my shoulders… and I highly recommend every do it because you will feel a whole lot better.

Especially as now there is a bounty on everyone’s head.

Now back to the match… we all know that you are this big bad wrestler, who competes in most alliance wide matches but I highly doubt you are capable of winning a handicap match – if you know what I mean.

You need me… especially when Vixen and Roxi are Team SCW and can easily destroy you and collect some of that bounty.

So don’t try and push me away or threaten me… as I said – YOU NEED ME!

And so onto our opponents - Vixen and Roxi Johnson.

I have faced you guys once before- obviously in separate matches with some mixed results.

Firstly Vixen back in December in a battle royal, which included Karina Koji, Jessie Salco and myself – with obviously Vixen winning that match.

Then March this year, another battle royal featuring myself, Laura Jackson, Becky Jones and Roxi Johnson, and in this match I came off the victor but only just.

And now in a tag team match…

One day it will be a one-on-one singles match.

Anyway to this match…

Firstly you guys don’t have to worry about me joining Team SCW because I have no intention in coming back into this war but I also have no intention feeding Misty to you in this match.

Yes I did threaten Misty but at the same I have no intention of losing this match, I am not doing this for Erik, I am doing it for me.  Post match you can do what you want with her as long as you don’t involve me.

Although I won’t be at all surprised if im jumped, after all I played a small part in jumping Team SCW members backstage and post matches… but since I am no longer a member of Team Erik I could help you collect a bounty on the head of Misty once is the match is finished.

What do you say?

Anyway my point is that what happens in this match… Misty and I are walking away victors of this match.

 Monday 22nd April 2013
Time: 7:30pm
Belo Horizonte
Offices of Lance!

The scene opens inside the offices of Lance! In Belo Horizonte – Lance! is one of the most important daily sports newspapers in Brazil, which also has several blogs from various reporters including Andre Kfouri.

As the camera pans around, we see Amy and Andre Kfouri sitting down on a pair of leather chairs around a small coffee table as Andre puts down a Dictaphone down in front of him and press play.

“Interview with Amy Marshall dating 22nd April 2013 – Hostile Takeover Pay Per View in Brasilia.”

Andre said into the Dictaphone in a broad Spanish accent before continuing on.

“Firstly how are you liking Brazil?”

Andre asked.

“It’s a beautiful country and I have enjoyed visiting the sites of Brasilia, Rio de Janeiro and Belo Horizonte – I would love to come back one day.”

Amy said with a smile.

“This is the final stop of the SCW tour, how is this tour different compared to other tours you have been on?”

“To be honest I have been on one other tour and that was just around the United Kingdom more specifically Wales, Ireland and England but this tour has been to Venezuela, Columbia, Peru, Chile, Argentina and Brazil… all such beautiful countries and as much as it pains me to say with great fans. And although I don’t see eye to eye with management… I would like to thank them for this opportunity.”

Amy said.

“So onto the Hostile Takeover pay per view. My first question how does it feel to be not involved in the SCW Bombshell Mega Match or any match relating to Team Erik vs. Team SCW?”

Andre asked as he also made a few notes on a pad.

“I am severely disappointed not be involved at all and what is more disappointing is that I get stuck facing some nobody. Also I knew that I had to wait for the shot at the Roulette title, but I was never informed in how it was going to be defended or what type of match and when I found that there was this mega match with the Roulette, Bombshell and tag titles on the line it really pissed me off.

I should be in the Mega Match but instead I have this stupid pointless match.”

Amy said with a shrug.

”So if you had the chance to be in this mega match, who would you replace?”

”Unfortunately it would be Necra, but to be honest she deserves to be in this match as well. And I hope she is successful in taking the roulette title off Faith.”

Amy said with a shrug and smile.

”Speaking of the Roulette title, at a recent show you explained your reasoning in going for the title and attacking Faith, but what will happen if Faith fails to retain and someone else takes the title off her?”

”I obviously still get the shot but it won’t be against Faith, it will be against whoever takes the title home with them at the end of the night. But who ever will be the Roulette champion will be a tough match and if Necra wins the title, it would be a great honor in facing her.”

Amy explained as she ran her hand through her colored hair.

”And so onto your match against Cyn Marlowe, she has obviously said some interesting comments and I want to hear you opinions to this.”

”Just wow… that has to be first time ever that I have been called a man.

I mean I’ve been called an alien on twitter, I’ve been called a skank, a whore and just about every other insult you can think of… but I have to admit that was the first time I have ever been called a man as well as two-bit ditz.

You really pushed the boat out there with those insults.

And I actually feel really insulted… insulted by the fact that you can’t come up far better insults other than calling someone a man and a two-bit ditz.

Come on Cyn… I think all that Texas sun has fried that special little brain of yours.

Firstly do two-bit ditz’ own two tattoo studios and there own movie production company?

Hell no…

Do two-bit ditz’ listen to puck rock music, dress the way I do and fuck the way I do?

Hell no… two bit ditz’ are boring vanilla little girls who listen to Justin Beiber and One Direction.

Do you even know the definition of a ditz is?

A superficially dumb valley chick, with no common sense what so ever. Usually of white race, rich , and pretty.

Well that’s one of many definitions and it perfectly describes you.

But definitely does not describe me.

But I can hear you now protesting, pouting your lips and stamping your feet in those $500 Jimmy Choo’s like a whiny richass bitchass claiming you are not a ditz… but I have some bad news for you – I’ve worked with Ditz’ in the porn and wrestling, so I know when I come across them.

You my dear are a vanilla ditz… boring shitty vanilla… you may think you are bad ass because you think you can kick ass and listen to Metallica… but as I said you are not.

You probably only know one fucking song by the band and that’s your theme song.

Utterly pitiful!

And talking about pitiful – that insult of calling me a man, that is a very desperate attempt at resorting to school yard Mickey taking… I could easily call you a ginger haired mutant.

But this isn’t the schoolyard, this is wrestling, this is serious and you resorting to petty insults just proves that you don’t know shit about wrestling and how to get under the skin of other wrestlers.

This is probably why you lost the first match… you didn’t do your research, you didn’t take notes and you didn’t take this seriously.

I will show you why you will have to take things seriously and why this is not the school yard.

Prepare to have your ass kicked back to wrestling school you stupid little whore.

Amy sat back and let out a huge breathy sigh.

”Well thank you Amy and good luck this week against Cyn Marlowe.”

”Thank you Andre and thank you for having such a beautiful country.”

Amy stands to her feet, as Andre presses the stop button on the Dictaphone before standing up and shaking Amy’s hand.  He then shows her the way out of the building, as they shake hands once more before parting ways, with Amy headed to her hotel for the night.

 ooc: sorry for the uber late post... been working this week so havent had a chance to write during the day.

31st March 2013
Coliseo Amauta
Lima, Peru

There was a moment of uncertainty as both my feet and Roxi’s feet hit the floor virtually at the same time, due to Laura’s moment of supposed madness as she tried to make sure that if she couldn’t win then no one would. As the refs argued, I stood to my feet and crossed my fingers.

And the results were in…

Justin Decent: Ladies and Gentleman, Jasmine St. John has just informed me that Roxi Johnson's feet hit the floor just seconds before Amy Marshall. Therefore your winner, and the number one contender to the Bombshell Championship...AMY MARSHALL!!

I stood for a moment, my mouth wide open in shock, as everything seemed to slow as I looked over at Roxi, who turned and began to walk up the ramp, followed close behind by Laura Jackson.

I then raised my arms and started to celebrate, however, my celebration was cut short as Misty appeared on screen and congratulated Amy and gave the whole speech about wanting to keep the title to herself and putting on a good show etc… etc…

But all I heard was blah blah blah me me me… as I indicated that I wanted the title and screw Misty.

And with that I headed up the ramp with a big smile on my face before entering the backstage area, where Kevin who was already in his ring gear as he picked me up and squeezed me before planting a hard kiss on my lips as he greeted me.

“Congratulations. Now onto taking the title off Misty.”

Kevin said as he ran a hand through his hair.

“Yup, It’s going to be a tough challenge but I am sure I can do it. Anyway are you ready for your big match?”

I asked as I grabbed the nearest towel.

“As ready as I can be. Erik and I are meeting in a short while to discuss final plans. Anyway, what are your plans now?”

Asked Kevin.

“Shower, change, watch the rest of the show and cheer you on.”

I said with a shrug, as I spotted Rocky Mountains coming towards me from the corner of my eye.

“Can I join you?”

Kevin said with a wicked smile.

“As long as it gets me away from her.”

I said motioning with my head at the arrival of Rocky Mountains. As Kevin turned and rolled his eyes at he watches Rocky come closer.
“What do you want to do?”

Kevin asked.

“Hey Amy.”

Damn she has seen me.

“Hi Kevin.”

“Hi… sorry I gotta go meet with Erik.”

Kevin smiles and gives me a kiss on the cheek.

“Damn you Kevin.”

Amy glared at Kevin as he gave me a cheeky smile before shrugging his shoulders.

“Yes Ms. Mountains.”

I sighed.

“Can I get a few words regarding you becoming the number one contender to Misty’s Bombshell title?”

“I guess so.”

“Thanks Amy.”

Rocky Mountains smiles and nods at her camera crew before nodding at me.

“I can’t believe that I am the number one contender to Misty’s title, I am still in shock at the fact that the win was called in my favour and not Roxi Johnson. Although I am unsure what was going on inside Laura Jackson’s head when she decided to knock Roxi and I off the ring apron.

Jealously is such an ugly thing.

Anyway if Misty thinks she can try and intimidate me and try and get into my head about doing what’s right for the team…she is sadly mistaken.  I am not going to waste my breath now… instead I am going to watch Kevin in his match and prepare for the match next week.

Thanks Rocky.”

I turn quickly, leaving Rocky alone with her camera crew as I head towards the locker room to shower and change and to watch the rest Climax Control.





Juneau, Alaska
3rd April 2013
Time: 3:30pm
Home of the Marshall Family.

The scene opens up inside the home of Lorna and David Marshall, the house was quiet with Amy’s sisters back at university and David Marshall away at work, leaving Lorna Marshall at home on her day off.

Strolling through the house, she hears a small ping that came from her laptop that is sat open on the table in the living room. Detouring to the laptop, she click open the email system and find a message from a ‘friend’, she opens it up and begins to read it.

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To: Lorna Marshall
From: Katherine George
Date: 3rd April 2013
Subject: Your daughter Amy.

Lorna…

I have found some very interesting news regarding Amy.

http://www.tmz.com/amycarter

Regards

K. George.

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She clicks the link and up pops the article that Katherine George suggested, as Amy’s mom read the article in shock, as this was the first time she read it.


Date: 11th March 2013
Amy Marshall gets engaged to Kevin Carter

TMZ.com has received some news that former porn star turned wrestler Amy Marshall has gotten engaged to SCW colleague – Kevin Carter. Sources say that Kevin Carter proposed inside the Tokyo Japanese Restaurant in Rio Grande, NJ, where he got down on one knee leaving Amy Marshall stunned.

We are unsure when or where the wedding will be held, but we will keep you all up to date on this news.


Amy’s mom sat back for a moment stunned, this was the first time of hearing about this news and didn’t understand why she had to hear it from the local gossip and why Amy had never mentioned it either.

Was she pregnant?

Amy’s mom then angrily closed down the web and computer before picking up her cell phone and dialling Amy’s number.

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Santiago, Chile
3rd April 2013
Time: 8:30pm
Santiago Marriott Hotel.

The scene opens inside the Santiago Marriott hotel, where we see Amy standing in front of the mirror as she applies some make up onto herself as she prepares to go out for a few drinks with Kevin.

As she goes to put some red lipstick onto her lips, her cell phone rings making Amy jump, sending a red streak across her face.

“Fuck!”

Amy grabs her cell phone and answers it.

“Hi Mom.”

Amy grabs some tissue beside her as she starts to remove the line of lipstick from her face.

“Are you pregnant?”

“What?”

Amy said stunned at the question.

“Are you pregnant?”

Amy’s mom repeated.

“What… god no mom. Why are you asking this?”

Amy goes over to the chair that sits by the window and sits down.

“Why didn’t you tell me about getting engaged?”

She asked.

“I had forgotten… I’ve been so busy with things that it had just slipped my mind.”

Amy said.

“So you are too busy with looking after your god damned porn business and your wrestling career to worry about your own flesh and blood.”

“Well you are not my flesh and blood.”

Amy snapped back and instantly regretted it.

“Im sorry mom. Kevin proposed just before SCW went on tour and we’ve involved in this battle with management… so its been pretty much been shoved to the back of my mind.”

Amy said, as there was a brief moment of silence as Amy mom spoke up.

“Do you love him?”

Amy smiled.

“Of course I love him. And before you ask we haven’t set a date nor do we know where we are getting married. But I will let you know when we have set a date etc…”

Amy said removing the final little bit of lipstick smear form her face.

“Is it ok to tell your father and sisters?”

Amy’s mom asked a little hesitantly.

“Sure… tell them. Though I am unsure if Kevin has told his family or not. Anyway mom… I’ve got to go, but I’ll ring you when im back and we can talk.”

Amy said looking at her watch.

“Ok sweety. Speak you soon.”

“Bye.”

Both Amy and her mom hang up, as Amy placed her cell phone on the side, as Kevin appeared from the bathroom.

“Who was that?”

“My mom… some busy body informed her that I was engaged and I don’t know how but thought I was pregnant. Gotta love my family and the local gossips.”

Amy shrugged before standing.

“Why didn’t you tell her about you getting married?”

He asked.

“I told her I had forgotten and I was pretty much focused on the tour and this fed war thing.”

Amy said.

“Well there was no raised voices so I assume all went well.”

“It did.”

Amy said as she collected a few things from the dresser including her phone and placing them in a small bag.

“Ready to get drunk, so I can take advantage of you later?”

Amy smiles.

“I am and maybe it will be me taking advantage of you.”

Amy smiled as Kevin grabbed her and pulled her close, where he kissed her hard.

“We will see”

Amy giggles a little as she drags Kevin by the hand out of the hotel room and hotel itself to the nearest bar.





”Who knew that by joining a rebellion that you would actually get quite far.  Firstly a number one contenders match and then actually winning it to get the shot… see it pays to rebel against the management.

However, it sucks just a little bit that I am against a fellow member of Team Erik but when its Misty that you are facing… it doesn’t suck so much.

You see Misty when you appeared on that screen just after my match and explained that we should put on hell of a show and that you are keep the title… guess what I heard.

Blah blah blah… me me me.

I am not about to stroke your over inflated ego and lie down for you just to put on a good show and do what’s good for the team. And last time I checked you weren’t the team leader… you like to think you are because you have this little posse following you around like lovesick puppies.

No offence Roxanne.

But lets be honest here… you are just another follower like myself to Erik’s cause.

You are nothing special.

The only special thing is what is wrapped around your waste… the Bombshell title.

This isn’t my first time in SCW where I’ve tasted gold, but that was only tag team gold… however, we all know that singles gold is what everyone wants and getting my first singles title shot I am pretty damned excited about.

And I am going to try my damned hardest to prize the title from your hands, whether you think it’s my time or not.

For years I’ve had my doubters because of my background, but I’ve always proved them wrong just like I am going prove you wrong that it is my time regardless of your pointless ramblings.

Seriously the bombshell division is floundering… I don’t know what you have been inhaling but all I see is the division growing and flourishing and guess what - I am going to make it better when I take the title off you.

Then maybe the apparent floundering of the division might flourish.

See you Sunday Misty.

 OOC: Sorry for the large picture.

Sunday 3rd March 2013
Gold Coast Casino
Las Vegas, NV

{Moments after Erik Staggs reveal the rebels against management}

Slowly one by one everyone returns to the backstage area after Erik confronted Mark and Christian and revealed the rebels who were fed up with management. These people included Amy and Kevin.

As they entered the backstage area, they both jokes and shared a laugh, as both Amy and Kevin were shocked that they were part of the same group.

“What do you want to do to celebrate?”

Amy asked as she put her arms around Kevin’s neck.

“Just before you two disappear, I would just like so say thank for making this possible along with the others guys. But also I am going to make sure you guys as well as give everyone the exposure they need and stop the usual suspects of getting title shots.”

Erik said.

”Anything for a good cause Erik.”

Amy said with a smile.

”Now go enjoy yourselves and see you in a week.”

Erik and Amy shakes hands, before Erik and Kevin shake hands. Erik then turns as he and Giani walk away talking about the rebel gang.

Seconds after Erik walks away, Pussy Willow appears with cameraman in tow and approached Amy.

PW: Hey Amy can I get a few words regarding your tag team title match and with you joining Erik Stagg’s team.

Amy looks at Kevin, who just shrugs.

AM: Sure

PW: Great. My first question… why did you join Erik Staggs?

AM: No comment.

Amy smirks.

PW: Why did you join Erik’s team Kevin?

Pussy shoves the mic in Kevin’s face, however, Amy yanks the mic away from Pussy.

AM: He isn’t going to tell you. Kevin, myself and everyone else don’t owe anyone any explanations not even to someone like you. So move onto your next question.

Amy now glares at Pussy Willow.

PW: Um… ok. Well lets focus on the Bombshell tag team title match. What are your thoughts on this?

Amy rolls her eyes before answering Pussy’s question.

AM: My thoughts… well I was glad that it wasn’t Necra and I being pinned and losing the titles, however, with the marathon promo’s that The Fallen produced and how they wrestled, it looks like it will be a while before someone else holds them titles.

But everyone from myself and Necra all the way through to AnC will be trying hard to remove them titles from The Fallen.

Aside from The Fallen winning the titles, the match was exciting, however, I was oh so close to breaking that winning pin. If I had managed to do that, then maybe things will be different.

Anyway, whatever happens down the line regarding the tag team titles… just don’t expect me to be included.

Amy and Kevin then walk away from Pussy Willow, leaving her to figure out where she can get her answers from regarding why people joined the side of Erik Staggs.





Sunday 10th March 2013
Rio Grande, NJ
Tokyo Japanese Restaurant.

The scene opens up inside the Tokyo Japanese Restaurant in Rio Grande, NJ, where we see Amy and Kevin sitting at a small table in a packed restaurant as they enjoy the delicacies of Japan as they talk about the up coming tour around South America, 3-X Productions, tattoo’s and other thinks including family.

As the table goes quiet with a lull in conversation and eating food, Kevin stands to his feet, where he places his hand inside his pocket.

“Where are you going?”

Amy asks as she picks up a bit of sushi with her chopsticks.

“Nowhere”

Kevin smiles before dropping down to his knee, as the restaurant all of a sudden goes silent.

“Amy Marshall… will you marry me?”

Kevin opens the box to reveal a beautiful ring, as Amy looks at him gob smacked as the bit of sushi that was pinched in between the chopsticks falls to the plate.

“Oh my god! what… what happened to never getting married again?”

“I changed my mind”

Kevin said with a smile. As Amy noticed the empty chopsticks and puts them down before looking around as she notices everyone staring at them.  Amy then smiles…

“Yes…Yes I will marry you.”

Amy says, as the restaurants erupts into cheers and clapping as Kevin places the ring on Amy’s finger before standing up and they kiss each other.

“I love you Amy Marshall”

Amy blushes a little.

“And I love you Kevin Carter.”

Amy and Kevin sit back down on their seats as the scene fades out with Amy looking at the ring with a big goofy smile on her face, as the patrons of the restaurant go back to their own conversations, although a few talking about the proposal that had just happened in front of them.





Thursday 14th March 2013
Caracas, Venezuela
Pestana Caracas Hotel & Suites





The scene opens with the beautiful backdrop of the northern mountains of Caracas, where we can also see some of the city nestled beneath the northern mountains, the camera then pans around to see Amy sitting on the edge of the pool by a couple of palm trees.

”Wow this place is absolutely stunning and it makes for a great place to cut a promo.

Anyway…

What does Erik Staggs, Giani Di Luca, Roxanne, Necra Octavian Kane, James Huntington Hawkes, Amanda Cortez, Laura Jackson, Kevin Carter, Misty and myself have all in common?

We are all pissed off at management.

Maybe for all different reasons or maybe just for one reason but who knows.

Although I don’t owe anyone my reason for why I joined Erik, however, all I’ve heard this past week from fans and idiots in the locker room was why?

Why didn’t we take our concerns to Mark and Christian? Why didn’t we speak up?

To be honest… I don’t think they would listen.

Yeah I know that I am taking a risk because I have been here less than 6 months, but I came into SCW for a fresh new singles career and to win singles titles, at first I didn’t mind the tag team matches but now they are getting a little tiresome.

Its nothing to do with Necra, Necra is a great partner and friend and I was happy with winning the tag team titles in my second match but I would have loved more single matches, hell even face off against Odette, Misty or Jessie Salco… just to see how I would of faired.

But oh no, I’ve been placed in tag team purgatory… and that’s not how to treat one of the main attractions.

Anyway enough of my rambling and focus on the up coming match and surprise surprise… a 6 person tag team match.

However, the team is actually pretty decent, with Necra and I partnered with Roxanne against Karina Koji, Becky Jones and Faith.

First off, the partnership between Roxanne, Necra and myself has been months in progress; it was just a matter of time before we actually got together.  And before anyone gets the idea that Roxanne isn’t experienced enough or is rusty as Mark’s penis… she isn’t… Necra and I have been helping her work off the ring rust when we have had spare time.

So if you think she will be easy pray and an easy pin… you morons are going to be in for a big shock.

And speaking of them moron’s…

Firstly to Karina Koji.

I don’t know what to make of you, I watched your promos and watched some of your matches and I just don’t know how to approach you.

You don’t give much away in your promos other than this façade of a tough woman, but I think you are merely hiding something… maybe a little girl wanting to come out but I just don’t know.

I apologise now for not giving you a decent fight in this promo, but I will not apologise for what I will do inside the ring to you. But I will make this promise to you now, next time we face off in either singles or tag team action… I will have better fighting words than these.

Next up:- Becky Jones.

The second person I faced in my career in SCW and the very first title I won in SCW, and then we look further into your title history and well winning the Roulette title pretty much sucked for you. First title defences just aren’t you forte are they now.

Just goes to show that your wrestling abilities are pretty poor and you fuck up under pressure. And guess what… you will be under pressure come Sunday because Mark and Christian will pinning their hopes on you, Karina and Faith to beat us, to prove that we should be punished.

You are a fuck up Becky.

And lets hope you fuck up this weekend, because I have noticed that you have been awol for a couple of months, I don’t care what you have been doing, what I do care about is how much training you have been doing.

If you have been sitting around doing nothing, then that’s great for me, Necra and Roxanne, however, if you have actually been getting off your ass and keeping fit then its good to know that you will put up some sort of fight.

Either way, I just hope you are ready Becky… no excuses, no bullshit… just you focusing.

And finally…

Faith.

Do you remember what I told you just after we met in that triple threat match? No? Ok then I will refresh your memory…

Faith next time we come face to face with each other, I will prove that all your wins have been pure luck and you’re nothing more than an inexperienced piece of rookie scum.

Well guess what bitch, we will at some point meet inside the ring during the match and I will show everyone that you fluked everything so far.  I am so damn glad you didn’t win the match for the Roulette title… just a shame it was Alexis’ last match for SCW.

Anyway, as I looked through your recent matches and promo’s, I noticed that you said you were better than me and in fact better than my sister. Sorry to say that you have done way too much head banging to Slayer.

My sister if she was still around, could easily kick your deluded sorry ass any time and god knows why she didn’t do it during the match. As for myself – I am already better than you and when we come face to face inside the ring on Sunday, I will show you why I am better than you and you are nothing.

Not even you own fucking faith will help you out.

The camera pans around to the backdrop of the mountains.

**Click**

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 OOC: Apologies for not being the best.

17th February 2013
Boys and Girls Club
Carson City, NV

“Goddamned bitch”

Amy stood before the mirror inside the locker room, as she places a small bit of tissue up her nose as she tries to stem the blooding from the stupid head butt that Faith calls Stained Beauty, all the while ignoring the fact that Faith hit her brainbuster move.

However, she hadn’t forgotten that Faith stole the win from Amy, stole an opportunity for her to be her first singles title match and stole any chance of respect.

“There is always next time.”

Came the male voice behind, however, this just angered her a little more.

“There is always never a fucking next time.”

Amy lifted her arm up and swung at the mirror, shattering it and shattering her image into a million pieces and no sooner had she done that, the pain from what was stolen from her earlier in the evening was quickly forgotten.  As images of her one and only crappy title reign that she had in a previous company popped into her and having to wait another 2 ish years for another singles title shot.

“Fuck!”

Amy quickly stood and backed away.

“Do you feel better for that?”

Asked the male voice, as Amy just glared at him before standing to her feet and turning to Kevin.

“I’m good Kevin, just need some space.”

Amy said grabbing her bag, as Kevin shrugged his shoulders.

“Im here if you need me.”

Amy gives a small smile, before disappearing into the bathroom, where she closes the door behind her leaving Kevin alone in the main locker room. Inside the locker room, Amy turns and looks into the mirror, as she checks out her nose to find out that is has stopped bleeding.

Binning the bloody bit of tissue, Amy then pulls her bag close as she tries to find the small first aid kid, as she rummages around, she finds her camera.  A camera that she uses for cutting promo’s when she doesn’t have a chance to meet a regular camera man, but also a camera that has seen Amy naked a few times.

Holding the camera in one hand and the first aid kit in the other, Amy dropped the first aid kit as an idea came into her head; Amy then quickly fiddled around with the camera before pressing record.

Faith… this is what you do to me.

Amy holds her hand up and reveals her bloody hand from where she punched the mirror.



”Usually I am not violent about my losses and in fact, the majority of the time I don’t care about my losses unless its some undeserving little whore that wins that match or I lose a title. And you Faith are the undeserving little whore and I fucking hate your goddamned guts already.

So far in your newfound wrestling career, you have fluked everything and add to that you have stolen the win that my career needed. You stole an opportunity me for to possibly feature in the Roulette title match at Blaze of Glory… yeah I heard the rumours.

I know that I was already booked for the tag team title match but getting an opportunity to wrestle for the Roulette title would have been great. But hey you have to be just a little bit selfish in the wrestling world.

Anyway, enough of this rambling… Faith next time we come face to face with each other, I will prove that all your wins have been pure luck and you’re nothing more than an inexperienced piece of rookie scum.

*click*





Wednesday, 20th February 2013
Las Vegas, NV.
Luxor Hotel and Casino

A few days after the disappointment that was Climax Control, Amy tried to forget the match and move on, however, the now healing cuts on her hand where she had punched the mirror were still very much present, however, were healing well.

Though the anger from being beaten by faith simmered in the background of her mind, Amy had to now think about the Bombshell tag team title match at Blaze of Glory 2 against the returning Fallen and the tag team champs who had been Necra and Amy a few weeks back – the Tattooed Goddesses.

However, last week Amy wanted to talk to Necra about a few things concerning the tag team match, but with being unable to find her, she just left a few messages and waited a week to see if she called back.

With no phone calls back, instead Amy received a text message from Necra asking her to meet her in her hotel room at the Luxor Hotel and Casino. However, with no time specified, Amy opted to visit early afternoon.

Lifting her cell phone Amy checked the room number with what she was facing before lighting knocking on the door.



Waiting a few moments, the door swung open to reveal Necra.

“Hey Amy”

“Hey, how are you?”

Amy asks with some concern.

“I’m fine.”

Necra said with a small smile.

“Just a little concerned that you weren’t backstage last week and I couldn’t get hold of you.”

Amy said with concern etched on her face.

”I had a overseas fashion show. But I am back now and fully focused on the tag team match.”

Necra explained.

”Yeah your ‘assistant’ Sara mentioned something about a fashion show. But I am glad you are back, I assume you have seen the match card for Blaze of Glory?”

Amy asked as she leant on the doorframe.

”I was informed of the match, And pieced together the rest.”

Necra said with a shrug of her shoulders.

”Can I come in?”

Amy asked as she looked up and down the corridor.

”You don’t know who is listening.”

Amy said suspiciously.

“Yeah sure, we can discuss tactics in here away from prying eyes.”

Necra opened the door fully allowing Amy access into the hotel room, who stopped leaning against the door frame before stepping into the hotel room, as she looked around briefly.

”So what shall we do with The Fallen?”

Amy said as Necra closes the door behind her, and no sooner had the door closed the scene fades out on the hotel room door.





”Oh where to start…

Ah to hell with it…The Fallen first.

I wasn’t around the first time The Fallen made an appearance in SCW, so I don’t know what happened in the halls or inside the ring and I don’t know who became your victim in each match you wrestled in and who you didn’t’ like.

What I do know is that you are nothing more than cheap imitations of vampires from a bad B movie, where the dumb blonde with the bad acting dies first.

As for this supposed badass attitudes you have, I just see it as way of trying to keep in the limelight after spending so much time away from the ring, a way of trying to be relevant again and maybe a way of making enough noise so that management take pity of you.

I could go on but I don’t want to send my viewers to sleep.

I just personally think it’s a way of just trying to get pity after being away from the ring for so long.

But hey at least you got a warm up match against two irrelevant nobodies, congratulations on that… but it was also great to see you getting jumped and beaten down by some ‘unknown’ assailants

I rewound that moment several times and each time… it just brought a smile to my face.

Also other things that brought a smile to my face, was when I was checking out your profile Gothika… apart from the fact that you have a cheesy vampire gimmick you also have a pretty shitty arsenal of moves.

And speaking of more uncreative wrestling moves… Raynin.

To be honest you seem like a normal person with your lack of supposed blood sucking and you rather boring background… just why are you hanging around the freaks?

Unless they are the only friends that you can make in this company, which is pretty sad by all accounts.

And guess what else will be pretty sad, when you don’t win this match and when you will be looking around and seeing Necra and I celebrating and becoming two time tag team champions.

And speaking of the tag team champions…

Tattooed Goddesses…

What else can I say to you guys that I already haven’t said?

Paper champions… I’ve covered that.

How you got lucky… check.

About how you got beat down by the fallen…check.

Hmmm here is a new one…

You won’t be leaving Blaze of Glory as champions… in fact I predict new champions and that Amanda will be the one getting pinned in the centre of the ring.

As for the new champions… it will be Necra and I.

And if you bitches have an issue with that, then tough fucking luck.

See you at Blaze of Glory.

 27th January 2013
Reno Sparks Convention Center
Reno, Nevada

{Moments after Ryan Kidd and Amy Marshall lost to Odette Ryder & Jordan Williams in the ‘Blast from the past’ tag team tournament.}

Laying on the mat for the few extra moment to catch my breath, I slap the mat in slightly frustration – I knew that we could of won this match, but Odette and Jordan were just a little better.

Rolling myself out of the ring toward my partner for the evening – Ryan Kidd. I give him an apologetic shrug of the shoulders, before helping each other away from the ring and up the ramp as we ignore that post match snarling and yelling between Misty and Odette.

Once backstage, Ryan and I go our separate ways as he returns back to his locker room, while I grab a bottle of water and stop and stare at the TV screens, however, before I can move on, Pussy Willows comes along with a camera man in tow.

”Hey Amy can I get some words regarding the tag match you just had?”

Asked Pussy Willow as she stepped towards me.

”Sure”

I said with a shrug, as I sucked in a lungful of air, which in turn a sharp pain races through my ribcage - this from Odette’s finishing move.

”Thanks”

Pussy smiles.

”Congratulations go to both Odette and Jordan, the better team won tonight.

However, I have to say that Odette, you are one tough competitor inside the ring and I respect you for that, even if we didn’t have Ruby interfering on the behalf of Misty, it would of made the match even better.

And when we eventually do get to face each other one on one… its going to be a great match, however, I will be the one coming out victorious from that match.

Sorry.

And finally my tag partner for the week, Ryan Kidd.

It was a great pleasure working with you, but sorry it had to end in defeat for us. Maybe if we ever are tagged together again, we can perform better and we get the win.

Amy then walks away and returns back to the locker room to shower and change before heading back to the hotel.


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Wednesday 30th January 2012
Rio Grande, NJ
Home of Amy Marshall.

The scene opens up inside the home of Amy Marshall, where she sits alone in front of her laptop as she catches up on 3-X business as she tries to forget about the past few days, where she and Ryan Kidd lost against Odette Ryder and Jordan Williams but also had a small falling out with Kevin over what his ex wife had been saying.

With the loss she could get over that, however, the thing with Kevin, his ex wife and Amy declaring her love to Kevin… Amy needed time to get her head straight.  Kevin also had the same idea but instead he headed to Europe for a few days to get his straight.

Thus Amy heading to Rio Grande for a few days.

Pressing a button on her laptop, the sound of whatever was playing on the speakers stopped and Amy sat back a bit and rubbed her eyes, before picking up her cell and checking for any texts or missed called for the 6th time, Amy shook her head and threw her phone back down on the cushion next to her.

Letting out a small sigh, Amy closed the page she had open and instead visited the SCW website to check if she had a match this week.

However, before she could click on the newest card she saw this headline…


<Center>KEVIN CARTER SIGNS FOR SIN CITY WRESTLING… MORE INFORMATION TO FOLLOW! </Center>


”Holy shit… that sneaky bastard.”

Amy grabs her cell phone and dials his number, however, with the time zone difference, she wasn’t sure if he was in bed or out in whatever city he is in.

With no answer, Amy instead text him.

When were you going to tell me?

Smiling Amy set her phone down beside before continuing her original journey to find out if she was booked this week or not.

<Center>And in the Main Event...

SCW BOMBSHELL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
AMANDA CORTEZ and LAURA JACKSON © vs NECRA OCTAVIAN KANE and AMY MARSHALL</Center>

”A rematch… and a chance to become two time tag team champions and make history.”

Amy said to herself, however, she was quickly distracted once again with an incoming text message.

Tell you what?

Amy rolls her eyes before texting back.

That you joined SCW.

Pressing send, Amy returned back to the card and smiled.  She then closed the page ignoring the rest of the card as her cell phone beeped once more.

Oh well Surprise? Lol.

Amy shook her head once again before smiling and then texting back.

Yeah surprise. Have fun for the rest of your trip.

Sending…

I will.

Amy just smiled before putting her cell back down before standing to her feet, where she grabs her camera from its case before setting up the camera in a fairly bright corner of the room before pressing play from the remote.

”I have been in SCW for what three and a bit months and it has certainly has been an interesting three months.

Tag team champion in my second ever match, defended them titles a few times. Lost them to an undeserving team and now Necra and I get the rematch and the possibility of becoming the first ever two time Bombshell tag team champions.

Cementing Necra and I into SCW history.

But before that can actually happen, Necra and I have to face off against Laura Jackson and Amanda Cortez.

Which this nicely transitions to our opponents… so firstly to Amanda Cortez.

Seriously you are going to ignore me and just focus on Necra, do you know how fucking disrespectful that is. Guess what bitch I am going to make sure that I am in your face for the whole god damned match.

Hell I am going to end the match with your ugly face buried in my knees.

Then you won’t be so god damned cocky because you are one half of the bombshell tag team champions.

You know, you should be thankful to me because if it weren’t for me taking out Trish, you wouldn’t be a champion.

In fact just before I bury my knees in your face, I am going to lift my skirt and make you kiss my ass and say thank you.

At the end of the day, you are a paper-fucking champion, the only reason Laura handed the title to you, was because she felt sorry for you and you have been sitting in limbo apparently getting fit, but we all know that you were just getting drunk and being a waster.

Sorry Amanda, but you don’t scare me and I don’t even think you will scare Necra.

But hey Necra will be pleased that you are more focused on her than me, it will be quite a shock when I pin your drunken bum ass.

And speaking of delusional idiots…

Laura, I think you have been inhaling too much of Amanda’s board wax…

First off, tattooed goddesses…

I’ve dealt with so called saviours and false gods in my time in wrestling, hell I managed to disband a tag team who main ethics was rid the company of starlets… so you don’t at all intimidate me.

In fact I pity you…

I pity you because the only title win you have, won’t last.

Necra and I will take them titles away from you, take them away just like management did when you faced off against Trish and Bianca whatever her name is.

Yeah I saw that – you are just a fucking moron for rehashing some old work.

Anyway… moving on.

You see Laura, I didn’t get rid of Trish for your benefit… I did that shit off my own back, because that egotistical sycophant geek deserved it. And look how quiet it is.

Its bliss without her constant pointless drivel.

Plus you wouldn’t know about this hatred for one another, because you are too wrapped up being these dumb “tattooed goddess and we’re better than you” bullshit.

Sorry to burst your bubble bitch, you are just another regular tattooed person in this world, there is nothing special about you. The only special thing about you, is that you and Amanda will join Becky Jones and Jessie Salco in the shortest title reigns ever topped off with failing in your first ever title defence.

Now that will impress me.

Your ability to suck just like Ragdoll and Jessie Salco.

So there will be no bowing down to false goddesses with ego complexes, who think they are the greatest tag team on the planet… instead you need to stop sniffing the board wax or whatever your inhaling and watch, as Necra and I knock your sorry delusional asses to the ground and become two time tag team champions and cement ourselves into the SCW history books.

Good luck Sunday, you’re going to need it.

 Amy cocks her head for a moment, as she looks at Necra, trying to figure her out and what her angle is with this proposition. But then again she doesn't have many allies - only Alexis.

Shrugging Amy sticks out her hand to Necra...

"I'm in"

 Amy raises an eyebrow a little sceptical.

"So you thought you would try and find Roxana here."

Amy says with a smirk on her face.

"Well im afraid you're shit out of luck. No Roxana here. Now if you excuse me, I have some business to attend to."

Amy stands and grabs her bag.

 Inside that locker room, Amy stood looking around the place, seeing if she had missed anything from packing. She just wanted to leave and forget about the nightmare that was New Years Rising.

Grabbing her bag, Amy turned and spotted Necra standing by the door.

"Necra, what do i owe this visit?"

Amy asked not intimidated by Necra's presents.

 OOC: The second rp will be better.


Two weeks ago

16th December 2012
San Jose Civic Auditorium
San Jose, California


Amy turns into it and dives forward and both women hit the ringside floor! Necra stands still in the ring as Drew spots Vixen on the outside and he starts to issue his count.

1...
2...
3...
4...
5...

Vixen starts to get up onto the apron to get back inside when Misty dives over out of sight and grabs hold of Vixen's ankle, keeping her on the floor!

Adams: What the hell is she doing!?

6...
7...

The count continues as this is right in the official's blind spot!

8...
9...

Vixen struggles but she can not break free of Misty's grip around her leg in time!

10!

Simone: No!

Drew calls for the bell and the crowd boos!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

Justin: The winners of the match as a result of a count out, and still SCW Bombshell Tag Team Champions ... Amy Marshall and Necra Octavian Kane!


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Two weeks ago things became a little hectic on Climax Control. The first match of the night was Laura Jackson vs. Trish Newborn vs. Tiami Tyler, which with a little help from me Laura Jackson picked up a win, when she pinned Trish.

I barely had any interaction in the match, however, after the match it was different, as I started beating on Trish, which in turn brought out security as well as Christian Underwood.

This is where things became interesting as Christian proposed that IF Necra and I lost the bombshell tag team titles then I would be going one on one against Trish. However, IF Necra and I retained then our tag team titles would be put up against Trish and Christian’s choice of partner – Laura Jackson.

To be honest, I still wanted to face Trish one on one regardless of the tag team title match outcome… our hatred has been ongoing since my time in NCW and made even more worse by the fact that I found out she was my sister.

Backstage attacks, in ring attacks, war of words through promo’s and war of words over twitter.

It isn’t going to end in a hurry.

This would then set up for the tag team title match between Necra and I against Jessie Salco and Vixen.

However, this wouldn’t be incident free.

Misty.

At first it was going smoothly with Necra and I holding our own against Vixen and Jessie, as we got the upper hand a few times, before Vixen and Jessie having their turn in getting the upper hand.

However, all this changed when Misty’s vendetta against NXT – as she came to the ring and distracted Vixen and Jessie but also distracting me and Necra, however, Misty helped with the win as she grabbed hold of Vixen’s leg and stopped her from entering the ring.

Thus giving Necra and I the win via count out.

Though I accepted the win and not gave a crap about how it came, Necra on the other hand wasn’t too impressed with Misty’s actions.

Frankly I didn’t blame Necra for being upset at Misty… Misty was beginning to piss a few people off and no doubt management included.


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1 Week ago

23rd December 2012
Glacier Gardens.
San Diego, CA.

Karina wrenches Amy’s ankle with an intense amount of pressure. She watches on with a sort of joy as Amy groans in pain. She allows the sadistic ecstasy of the groans distract her just long enough for Amy to get up off of the mat. She leaps on one foot as Karina tries her best to force her back to the ground. She grabs onto the ropes and leaps up, planting her free foot into Karina’s chest, knocking her off. After that, she dashes forward with a springboard that she turns into a Hurricanrana on Karina. She lands the maneuver and sends Karina flying across the ring. She gets up just in time to get grabbed by the NXT girls. They toss her into the ropes and ready themselves for a double clothesline. Amy ducks under it, bouncing off of the opposing side, only to have Jessie and Vixen get the move they desired, knocking Amy right out of the ring!

Justin Decent: Amy Marshall has been eliminated!


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Being eliminated first sucks, but with Vixen and Jessie double teaming me – it was bound to happen, however, I knew that I had to try harder in future bombshell battle royal’s.

I am not going to deny it was my fault, as I didn’t get my promo out in time and perhaps I didn’t get focused enough. Though I was going to the gym on a regular basis I was also getting a little distracted by my boyfriend.

Though a poor excuse – it does distract me a little from getting my mind in the right frame for matches. But hey I am still a tag team champion with Necra.


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24th December 2012
San Diego, CA
Newborne Home.

The scene opens a day after Climax Control, where we see Amy standing outside a set of Iron gates looking at the house beyond them. Her face impassive as she just stares on, before sticking her hands into the pockets of her hoody.  Instead of heading back to LA, Amy decided to make a quick visit to a certain home. The home of Isabela Vani Moretti-Newborne – the mother of Trish Newborne – as well as the birth mother of Amy Marshall.

Amy wasn’t there to question why the woman who gave birth to her - gave her up, nor she wanted any confrontation with anyone. Just wanted to… look.

Shaking her head, Amy goes to turn to leave and the iron gates begin to swing open as a couple of security type guards approach Amy.

“Can we help you ma’am?”

Amy hesitates for a moment.

“I was just…looking.”

Amy smiles a little as she backs away a little as one of the security guards raises his hand to his ear.

“Are you sure?”

The security guy nods.

“Ms Newborne wants to see you.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea. Unless you want a fight on your hands.”

The security guy raises an eyebrow.

“Miss, Isabella Moretti-Newborne wants to see you.”
Amy takes a step back.

“Uh… I still don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Then stop stalking my house and move on”

Came a female voice, as Amy turned to see Isabella Moretti-Newborne heading towards them.  Amy looked at the Isabella for a moment and then quickly realised where Trish got her attitude.

“I…uh…am sorry”

Amy said a little tongue tied, as she wasn’t prepared for what she would say to her birth mom.

“You are not sorry, why are you here? Patricia isn’t even here.”

“I wasn’t here to see her. Do you know who I am?”

Amy asked.

“Yes and why did you come back here?”

Amy hesitated for a moment once more, though not the woman that brought her up; she was still a formidable woman.

“Just wanted to...”

“Wanted to what…?”

Amy frowned

“It was a mistake coming here, I just wanted to… I don’t know… maybe meet you…maybe just piss Patricia off. I am not too sure.”

“For someone who is apparently confident, you certainly making yourself look like an idiot. But if you think for moment you cant beat Patricia, then you are sadly mistaken. Now get off my god damn property”

Isabella glares at Amy.

Amy just shakes her head “Listen ‘Mom’… I wanted no confrontation, but since you being so very kind to me, I will beat Trish and I will continue embarrass that arrogant sycophant whore. I am not going to sit in her shadow any more. So tell Trish to that I came by and tell her to get ready.

I also know where she gets her shitty attitude from.

Oh and I wasn’t here expecting to be welcomed with open arms, I just wanted to know why. But guess what im kind of glad you gave me away – I didn’t have to grow up to become a stupid rich bitch whore with pretend mafia connections.

Now if you excuse me, I will be going.”

Amy turns and begins to walk away, as Isabella folds her arms and glares at Amy, as the two security guards say something to Isabella, who in turns takes a few steps back as the iron security gates closes. Meanwhile Amy turns the corner before letting out a sigh before jumping into her car and driving off with a small smile on her face.