[Eiley]

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Location: Las Vegas, NV
Date: Friday, May 12, 2023

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Eiley tried to keep herself secluded from most of the world after winning her match against Bea Barnhart. She didn’t want to give Dean a way to find her, but she had to continue to keep the cash flow coming in, so she figured there would be single men in any of the casinos that would need an evening date of some sort, so she headed to Las Vegas, NV. And she had seemingly found the money pool and maybe a halfway decent guy that had given her a credit card and told her to book herself a suite at the Cosmopolitan and she had no problem taking advantage of the situation and booked herself a ten day stay in a terrace suite with a balcony overlooking the Bellagio fountains and she was thankful that her fake I.D. was similar to her real I.D. but just dated a year before her actual birth date.

She had been ignoring phone calls and text messages from Mikah and anybody else who tried to contact her. There was nobody on Earth that she wanted to talk to and she wanted to stay pretty much off of the radar to keep Dean in the dark about her whereabouts. And she knew if she were messing around with Oz in some scheme, it would draw attention to her. Instead, she chose to schmooze men in Las Vegas by doing what she had learned over the last year and a half. She could dress herself up and do her make up so she wouldn’t look like herself and she could blend in with the other women in the casinos along the strip.

This is where she found herself around 7 p.m., in a glittery-sequined black mini dress that was backless. She was struggling to stay standing and not find a barstool in the Chandelier bar as the five inch gold-glitter Jimmy Choo stiletto heels were killing her feet. While she had won her first official match in SCW against Bea Barnhart, her body was still a little sore from the remnants of being in a physical match. She had forgotten that Mikah had warned her that her body would not be quite used to the physical strain that a match would bring her. But she needed to get her own little game to moving again and she didn’t have time to worry about the soreness of her muscles; there were men to win over and take their money.

It didn’t take long as she leans against the bar, and she tried her best to make her legs look long to attract attention from men with money to spend. Or to give to her. She simples on her virgin Shirley temple and smiles at the thought of the typical child’s favorite drink before flickering her eyes up as she feels a presence to the left of her. She glances to her left to see a man who could have been in his early thirties or late twenties, she wasn’t sure. She gives him a smile and he looks her over and smiles back at him. She never put ads out for her “services” but word of mouth seemed to have traveled fast. What she was doing wasn’t technically illegal but it wasn’t exactly legal, either. She was essentially just a date for wealthy men to important dinners or events, or if they just wanted to appear important in bars or casinos, she didn’t care what they wanted her for, as long as it wasn’t sex. Not that sex hadn’t happened with “clients” before, but she never got paid for the sex and it was usually her choice after the time had ended.

Man “Are you Eiley?”

She watches him for a moment as his greyish blue eyes look her over once more. She finishes her drink off and then sets the empty glass down on the bar top as she looks at him.

•Eiley “Maybe…who’s asking?”

While the question could be seen as defensive, the way it rolls out of her mouth was definitely in a more flirtatious manner. She lets her golden-brown eyes twinkle a little as she looks at him, wondering what he was going to say next. She always found the bantering and flirting part enjoyable before they talked money.

Man “My friend Elijah told me about you and your services; said you saved him from being forced to go to some relative’s wedding reception with his sister. He said you could help me out for this little thing I have tonight.”

Eiley raised her eyebrows at him and smiles a little bit; Elijah had been a good guy and had been very grateful that she was willing to be his date to the reception so that he wouldn’t be forced to have danced all night with his sister.

•Eiley “Elijah’s a good guy.”

The guy nods his head in agreement with her and he looks at her. She gives him a small smile.

Man “Probably better than I am, I admit. I’m Kaleb and I have horrible manners.”

Eiley smiles a little at him, feeling a little more comfortable around him already. He didn’t seem too bad and if he was friends with Elijah, he couldn’t be a monster.

•Eiley “Eiley, as you know.”

She slid her hand into his and shook his hand as he offers it to her. She never gave out her last name but it wasn’t that her last name really mattered anyways. Nobody really knew if Finch was a real last name or something her birth parents put on the birth certificate so that they couldn’t be traced. And Eiley never tried to look for them because she didn’t truly care.

Kaleb “It’s nice to meet you.”

Eiley just gives him a half fake smile as she places her hand closer to her own body. She tucks her pin straight blonde hair behind her ear as she looks at him.

•Eiley “So…what is this thing that you need a date for? I cannot agree to being your date unless I know what it is.”

She was not picky with the type of events that men wanted dates for but she was curious. And she did like to know what they were before accepting a man’s money. She did have some rules, even if they were more like guidelines.

Kaleb “Of course, I understand.”

Eiley watches as he takes a seat on an empty barstool and she carefully sits on the one that she was standing next to. She watches as he makes himself comfortable and flags a bartender down. Once the bartender walks over, he orders a simple beer on tap that Eiley didn’t hear the name of.

•Eiley “Oh…uh…the wheel of fortune.”

She had been looking over the menu before he had walked over to her and the wheel of fortune was Kylr Rum, strawberry infused Mezcal, hibiscus Aperitivo, and fresh lime mixed together. And to her, it sounded like it would taste good. The bartender nods and Kaleb hands the bartender a hundred dollar bill and tells him to keep the change. Eiley raises her eyebrows at the exchange but says nothing. She gives him a grateful smile as he turns to look at her.

Kaleb “You don’t have to thank me, it’s just a drink.”

She just gives him a small smirk and shrugs her shoulders. Kaleb just smiles at her as he watches her but doesn’t say anything for a moment or so and within a minute or so, the bartender walks over and sets the drinks down in front of the two. She grabs the glass and takes a  sip and smiles at the flavor of the drink, enjoying the way it tasted on her tongue.

•Eiley “So…this event?”

Eiley’s curiosity couldn’t be held back any longer, which affected her patience. She watches his face and watches as he smiles, clearly enjoying the impatience she was showing him.

Kaleb “Ah…right. Might as well tell you now, huh? And if you turn me down, I can sulk the rest of the night. And be jealous that Elijah got to have such a beautiful date to a disastrous wedding.”

Eiley hadn’t thought that the wedding reception was too bad but she hadn’t been to the ceremony. And she figured that Kaleb had, or he wouldn’t have commented on it. But to her knowledge, Elijah hadn’t gone to the wedding either, just the reception. But she didn’t want to ask Kaleb about it because it would delay the information she wanted out of him.

•Eiley “It would be beneficial to know what I am potentially saying yes to.  Or no to, really.”

For the most part, she tried to go with the flow but in situations like these, she had to make sure that the person wasn’t a serial killer. Or wasn’t going to hurt her to the best of her abilities. She watches as he chuckles a little bit before taking a drink from his glass.

Kaleb “Can’t deny that, can I? Anyways, it’s nothing really too special. Just a Knights game that I have two tickets to a pressbox suite for some important higher ups in the company my family runs. Something about I have to prove myself and can’t just be handed things in life.”

He shrugged it off, like it wasn’t a big deal to him and she could tell by the tone of his voice that he hadn’t been offended that he had to work for what he wanted in life, instead of just being handed things. It was definitely something that was admirable about him and she was feeling more and more at ease the longer she was in his presence.

Kaleb “I do not think the game will take long, two, maybe three hours tops. And there’s free drinks and food there and all you have to do is be my date.”

It might have been the easiest date that she’d acquired since she had started this little game of hers. And to boot, he seemed like the most level headed client that she’d ever run into. There wasn’t much that could talk her out of taking the date and whatever money he offered her.

•Eiley “Sounds pretty easy to me. But…I don’t have any Knights gear.”

He gives her a grin, having expected an answer out of her like that. He downs the rest of his beer and she follows suit with her drink, not wanting him to one up her any.

Kaleb “Don’t worry about that; we’ll stop at the Armory before we go to the game.”

A confused look passes through Eiley’s eyes for a moment. She really didn’t understand what hockey was. Or even really the concept of it but she didn’t want to admit that to him; she could adapt.

•Eiley “Alright, sounds fine to me.”

The hesitation she was feeling hadn’t reached her voice and for that, she was thankful. She didn’t want to seem like she didn’t know what he was talking about.

Kaleb “You don’t have a clue about hockey, do you?”

Eiley blushes a little bit but she did not seem to mind that he had caught her. It wasn’t like she had been in Vegas before and hockey wasn’t really a thing in Hawaii. Or at least, she didn’t think it was.

•Eiley “Sorry, I’ve been in Hawaii since I was seventeen and it’s not as popular there as it is here.”

Kaleb gives her a kind smile as he throws a few five dollar bills on the bar even though he’d already generously tipped the bartender before. Eiley tried her best not to be impressed by his generosity but it was impressive. She had been around wealthy men before but not all of them were good in the tipping department when it came to waiters, waitresses, or bartenders.

Kaleb “Then you’re in for a treat.”

It seemed to be simple with Kaleb and she was eager to see what the rest of the night would bring her. They walk together to leave the Chandelier bar and towards the area where drivers could pick up people. She watches as Kaleb uses his phone in the elevator to the parking garage where most of the rideshare and other types of transportation were picking up people. She doesn’t say anything as they step out and as soon as they do, a white limousine pulls up and she watches as an older man gets out of the driver’s side and moves around the front of the car and walks to the back and opens the door to the back for them. Kaleb smiles at her before motioning for her to go first.

She blushes before easily moving into the back of the limousine and finding a seat. She looks around, taking in the ambience lighting and then watches as Kaleb slides in next to her and gives her a gentle smile. While she’d had wealthy clients before, she had never really been in the back of a limousine as most of the dates were in the same location or had sent an Uber for her.

•Eiley “This is…really nice.”

He smiles at her as he grabs two bottles of water and hands one to her. She raises an eyebrow at him but takes it from him. She watches as he takes a drink out of his own bottle of water and she does the same.

Kaleb “Hydration before drinking is important, in my opinion. It lessens the effect of the hangover the next morning.”

She shrugs her shoulders as she takes another sip of her bottle of water. She doesn’t say anything for a moment or so before looking at him again.

•Eiley “This is nice. Do you treat all of your dates this nicely?”

He smiles at her as he finishes his water in two or three swallows before putting it in a small trash can. He grabs another water bottle and leans back against the leather interior of the limousine.

Kaleb “That would imply I have time to actually date. And if I had time to actually date, I wouldn’t need to pay you to appear as my date.”

His words made sense and she nods before chugging the bottle of water and then throwing the empty bottle in the trash as well.

•Eiley “That makes sense.”

He smiles before handing her another bottle of water and she just sips on it as they enjoy the ride. The ride did not take too long before it stops just outside of the T-Mobile arena, near the area where The Armory was. She looks out the window, frowning just a little bit as she takes in the appearance of the arena and doesn’t have much time to think too much on it as Kaleb’s driver opens the door and Kaleb gets out first before holding his hand out for her. She places her hand in his and steps out.

Kaleb “Thanks Alvin. We’ll be ready to leave by midnight.”

Eiley watches as Alvin nods his head and then gets back in the limousine to go do whatever it was they did when they were not needed. Eiley fixes the skirt of her dress before looking at Kaleb.

•Eiley “Lead the way…I do not know my way around Vegas just yet. Or even what The Armory is.”

Kaleb chuckles but grabs her hand in a gentle way before leading her in the direction of The Armory.

Kaleb “Don’t worry; I’ll take care of you tonight, don’t you worry, Eiley.”

And that he had. He had bought her a gold Golden Knights Jersey at The Armory. Then they had spent the evening in the press box suite watching the game and drinking and he had even given her some other things that she didn’t care what it was. She had been surprised at the thought of him partaking in such illegal activities. Midnight had come fast and they had not seemed ready to end their date and things had escalated in the back of the limousine and Eiley almost felt bad for Alvin.

But now it was nearly 2 A.M. and she was still drunk and still high. She had spent an extra hour and a half with Kaleb before he had to leave and promised to call her if he needed a date again. She had been dropped back off at the Cosmopolitan and now she was making her way up to her hotel room, surprisingly remembering where it was and on which floor. There were still a lot of people in the elevators and she was trying not to gag at one of the women’s overpowering perfume and she was trying even harder to keep her mouth shut about it. She wore perfume too but it was more soft and sweet rather than in your face, like this woman’s perfume was. But somehow, she manages as the doors open to her floor and she steps out and takes deep breaths of the fresh air and then meanders down the hallway to her room.

Once she was in the safety of her room and she made sure the door was locked, she easily takes the stiletto heels off before peeling the dress off of her body from underneath the jersey. The jersey might be her new favorite piece of clothing she currently owned. She grabs a scrunchie that she had left on the counter and pulls her hair up into a messy bun on the top of her head before grabbing her cell phone and turning it on as she walks out to the balcony and collapses into one of the chairs. She thumbs through the contacts and her thumb hovers over Oz’s name.

•Eiley “Fuck it.”

She was too inebriated to care as she presses the little telephone icon that would send the call to Oz’s phone. She knew that it would go to voicemail as it was late and they had maybe been playing phone tag. If she had been sober, she would not be making this phone call, but she was anything but sober. And she was past the point of caring in her inebriated state. She waits until the phone stops ringing and she hears the automated message to Oz’s voicemail and she chuckles to herself as it was something typical of Oz to not set a personalized message for it. She waits for the tone as she thinks about what she wanted to say.

•Eiley “You’re such an asshole, you know that? Probably a bigger asshole than Dean, and that’s saying something. Considering what he did-.”

She pauses as if she was waiting for him to answer and as if she had forgotten that she was talking to his voicemail. And she knew, even in her inebriated state that she didn’t want to admit that Dean had done something to her. Not to Oz, not to anybody.

•Eiley “Of course you know that; it was probably your plan all along. You and your stupid ideas and your stupid face…”

Her words were slightly slurred but they were definitely identifiable.

•Eiley “First you got Jaycee in trouble and that innocent…Mikah’s whatever shot…”

She didn’t care to elaborate on the name.

•Eiley “And then! You act like you’re fucking…invincible or untouchable. Or fuck, even both!”

She looks over at the Bellagio fountains, her brain becoming slightly fuzzy and forgetting where she was or what she had been saying. She then refocuses, trying to bring her brain back around to what she was saying.

•Eiley “Was it your plan, Olly? Was it your plan to make me have these feelings? I don’t want to like you but I do. And if this was your plan then fuck you. I hate…that I feel this way toward you. So fuck you. I don’t even care anymore…just like everybody else.”

She hangs up the phone, really leaving the voicemail open ended as she tosses her phone into the room and watches as it thuds to the floor and she leans her head back against the chair and looks up at the bottom of the balcony above her. Ever since the incident with Dean, she could not function normally, and she could not sleep if it was dark out. But she was too inebriated to wander the strip and she didn’t want to make more friends.

She sat outside for a few minutes, thinking about Oliver Zahn and everything that had happened in the past few years. The emotions she felt swirls inside of her as she couldn’t really make heads or tails of it. And all it was doing was confusing her and making her angrier than before.

•Eiley “Fuck him.”

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Location: Las Vegas, NV
Date: Thursday May 18, 2023

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Eiley had spent more than enough time in Las Vegas in the past two weeks that she was starting to know her way around. She had a few more dates with Kaleb and some other men but Kaleb was the only one that she cared to do extra things with. This morning, he had asked her along for a breakfast date to impress his colleagues and it had gone better than she had imagined. But now, it was nearly 11 A.M., and she was exhausted. She just wanted to go back to her hotel room and sleep until 4 P.M. or later.

She runs her fingers through her hair as she uses the key card to open her door and steps inside and sets the keycard down on one of the counter tops and she looks up before jumping as she sees Mikah sitting in a chair with an annoyed look on her face. Eiley notes the baggy hoodie but was not surprised to see that she was wearing shorts.

;;Mikah “It’s nice to see that you’re alive.”

The tone that came out of Mikah’s voice did not match the sentiment that that sentence sometimes had. To Eiley, it seemed as if Mikah would have preferred the opposite and it struck her as odd.

•Eiley “Uh…yeah.”

Eiley was not sure how she was supposed to answer Mikah or what sort of answer the blonde bombshell was looking for. Eiley did, however, know that she was intimidated by Mikah and had this overwhelming feeling of not wanting to disappoint her. But she could read the disappointment all over Mikah’s face already. And Eiley struggles not to let it bother her or to plead with her to give her another chance.

;;Mikah “A simple text message telling me that you were in Vegas and fine would have sufficed, Eiley. It’s not rocket science.”

The tone was serious and Eiley knew not to mess with Mikah and what Mikah wanted out of her.

•Eiley “I know…but…I just-.”

Mikah rolls her eyes and has no problem in cutting the young girl off.

;;Mikah “You just chose to waste my time again, right? Because that’s what you have been doing since the Blast From the Past tournament started and you’ve been acting like a child. There is only one adult human on this Earth that is allowed to waste my time and even he does not do it very often.”

Eiley knew that Mikah was talking about Kris and it wasn’t surprising to her, either. She knew that the couple had a record and from what she gathered, Kris was the only one that could push Mikah’s buttons and get away with it.

•Eiley “I’m not trying to waste your time. Honest.”

While the words out of her mouth had been sincere, her voice had been quiet and lower than she had wanted. But she felt that feeling of disappointment from Mikah and it was not a feeling Eiley was enjoying feeling. It almost felt as bad as feeling what she felt for Oliver.

;;Mikah “I’m sorry, Eiley, but I do not believe you. You’ve been in Vegas since last week and have not even tried to reach out to set up a training session or anything. And while I know that I currently am not physically training you, I am working with you on your promo skills. But clearly, that is not something that you want as you’re wasting my time by fucking off in Vegas.”

Eiley looks at the floor for a moment, feeling a little shameful of her actions since her return from London.

•Eiley “I do want your help. I do but I just…I wanted to just disappear for a while. I needed a moment to breathe.”

Eiley watches as Mikah’s face falters just a little bit as if she was trying to understand where Eiley was coming from. Eiley hoped that she could but she wasn’t sure that it was conveying correctly.

;;Mikah “Who have you been fucking around with? I know that it’s not Oz as he’s been…well, it doesn’t matter where he’s been; he’s not my student. You are and you are setting a bad example of what it takes to be trained by me.”

Eiley ducks her head down again, the shameful feeling settling in once more. She takes a deep breath and slowly looks at Mikah, trying to contain her emotions.

•Eiley “Nobody, honest. I just…it’s been busy in Vegas and I got wrapped in everything that this city has to offer. I’ve never been here before and it’s just…mesmerizing. I should have sent you a message, telling you that I was in Vegas and wouldn’t have time to fly to Hawaii to work with Kendall. I am sorry, Mikah. I know your time is precious and that I shouldn’t be wasting it. But I’m not purposely trying to waste it, honest. I just have been wrapped in my own head.”

She takes a breath as she had spoken quickly to get the words out without letting Mikah stop her or interrupt her. She was not sure if Mikah believed her any but it was important to have tried to tell her what she felt. Without telling her everything.

;;Mikah “You have not been acting like you even care about training or working on your craft. I understand that you’re only twenty years old, Eiley but it’s time to either realize what you want out of your life or it’s time to grow up. Or maybe it’s a little bit of both. Did you like the feeling that beating Bea Barnhart in your first official match gave you?”

Eiley slowly nods her head because she did. She enjoyed the endorphins that the win gave her, and she wanted to experience again. And she fully believed that Mikah was going to be a huge help in pushing her in that direction.

•Eiley “I did. I really did and I want to win again on Sunday against Ruby…I know she’s also one of your students. Or was, at least. I don’t know if you’re still working with her…”

Eiley watches as Mikah simply shrugs her shoulders as she does not confirm nor deny if she’s been helping Ruby. But it was no secret that Mikah had trained Ruby Steele and it was something that Ruby liked to gloat about.

;;Mikah “That is not your concern at the moment, Eiley. Your main concern should be what you’re going to do to beat Ruby on Sunday. Have you thought about where you’re going to be shooting your promo? Because I can promise you that this time, the location could give you a better edge. Mark and Christian love when their stars use a special location to film a promo. I’ve done promos all over Las Vegas before and while it’s not easy, it isn’t too difficult to do. But they’re sucker for that sort of thing.”

Eiley just looks at Mikah as if she was speaking a foreign language. She had not thought about that as she was just going to do something simple. But now, simple did not seem like it was possible.

•Eiley “I…I had not thought of that.”

That shameful feeling was back and Eiley didn’t enjoy the way it felt. She swallows, trying to push it away as she looks at Mikah.

;;Mikah “Figures that you wouldn’t have thought that far in advance. So, I set something up for you. T-Mobile Arena tomorrow before the Knights Game on the ice. I hope you know how to balance in ice skates because you’re going to be on the ice. And if you don’t know how, maybe you should learn.”

Eiley was a little surprised and then looks around her room, looking for her jersey that Kaleb had bought for her the week previous. She watches as Mikah gets up to leave and Eiley moves out of the way, not wanting to stand in her way.

•Eiley “It’s a good thing I’m a quick learner.”

Mikah stops in front of her before leaving.

;;Mikah “Do not fuck this up, Eiley. I’m handing you the idea on a golden platter, all you have to do is show up and be better than Ruby.”

Eiley nods her head, vigorously.

•Eiley “I won’t let you down, I promise.”

Mikah just gives her a look but doesn’t say anything before walking out of the hotel room. Eiley takes a deep breath before sitting down.

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Location: Las Vegas, Nevada.
Date: Friday, May 19, 2023

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The scene opens up to the T-Mobile Arena and to the hockey rink where Eiley was in the middle of the hockey rink and on the middle of the Golden Knights logo. She was dressed in a pair of  black leggings tucked into a pair of white ice skates and gold socks bunched up just above the skates and her gold Golden Knights jersey. Her blonde hair is pulled up into two space buns and she had done her make up to match her aesthetic. The cameraman moves closer to get a closer view of Eiley.

“We are just two days away from the first Climax Control after Into the Void.”

She holds up two fingers and smirks to herself.

“Two days until I step into the ring against Ruby Steele and have to fight for my second win for SCW. And to prove to Mikah that I’m worth her time and her training.”

She holds her breath for a moment or so, trying not to shiver as she is still on the ice. She had practiced most of the morning and had gotten the hang of it rather quickly.

“As most of the SCW audience knows, Ruby Steele won the Blast From the Past Tournament in 2021 with her partner, Mark Cross. She is also known as the person who gloats that she was trained by the best Bombshell of All Time, Mikah.”

Eiley agreed that it was something to be proud of and she would not shame Ruby for gloating about it.

“Another thing that Ruby Steele can be known for is being married to Mikah’s first ever student, Courtney Pierce. And as everybody can tell on Twitter, is still bitter about the fact that Mikah did not seem to give Courtney the time of day when she was working with her. But in my opinion, Court’s waited too long to hash that out; it should have been taken care of five years ago, not in the present. And I have to wonder how that is going to affect Ruby in the ring or even Ruby’s view of Mikah. Or perhaps, maybe Ruby will be jealous to know that Mikah has been working with me on the art of shooting a promo. It was her that set this up and take a look, cameraman zoom out. Give them a glimpse of where I am standing and the importance of this location to Las Vegas.”

The cameraman skates backwards a little bit, zooming out the best to give a  better view of the hockey rink.

“This is the T-Mobile Arena, which is where the Las Vegas Golden Knights play their home games and tonight? They play the Dallas Stars in the first round of the West Finals. This is an important game for the Knights and you can bet that all of Vegas will be tuning in and cheering for the team to win. Because if they win this round and the next four games, they will advance to the finals for the Stanley Cup. But why is this important to me or to SCW? Or even to Ruby?”

The cameraman skates closer to her and zooms back in.

“Because this is exactly something Mikah would have done. She would have shot a promo right here to get the hype of the game into SCW as well. She told me that location is an important part of shooting a promo and Ruby and I both know that outside of the ring, Mikah’s ability to shoot a promo is amazing. So I am soaking up all of her pointers that she is willing to tell me but the one thing she wouldn’t tell me is if she’s still working with you Ruby.  Or will your wife let you? Do you have to ask Court for permission to work with Mikah? Because it sounds like you might have to in order to keep things happy at home with the wife. What’s that like?”

She shoots a smirk at the camera.

“I do not have to answer to anybody but myself. I have to rely on myself to make the correct choices and while I’m still new to the company, I know that I’m going to do everything I can on Sunday to beat you Ruby. How long has it been since you’ve stepped foot in a SCW ring to compete? Do you even remember how? Or have you been too focused on other things in your life that you haven’t had time to work on this part of your life? I know that I’m a newbie and that I still have a lot to learn, but I’m learning from the best. And she’s still working with me as she sees potential. I believe in Hawaii she told me that I remind her of herself when I was her age. Something about the stubbornness and the unwillingness to give in.”

She simply shrugs her shoulders again.

“I know that it’s going to be a question that is going to float around when it comes to our match. Which one of us is the better protégé of Mikah? Is it going to be you? Or is it going to be me? And that is a heavy load to carry and while it is heavy, I’m willing to take on that burden because there’s nothing like working with the very best. I’m sure that you understand that, Ruby as you’ve worked with Mikah before and you know how she is.”

She skates backwards a little bit before moving forward to be back in her original place.

“While you were also trained by the best bombshell of all time, I am going to prove that I am better with you. Because I’ve had the best version of Mikah training me. While you, Ruby, might not have had the best version of her training you. During the time she would have been working with you and training you, she was going through a divorce with Drake Green and there was turmoil between her and Kris Ryans at the time. And a lot of things in her life had been up in the air. She did not have a lot to give to you during that time of her life. But now? Or in the past year and a half? She’s had all of the time in the world to focus on training me and making me better in the ring. She’s put more of herself into training me than I’m sure that she did you. And now? You don’t get to be the only one that hangs their hat on the fact that they were trained by the best bombshell of all time. Because I get to say that I’ve had the better training. And probably even more training as she’s been teaching me how to promo.”

The confidence was shining through as she was finding her stride and she was starting to feel more at ease with what she was saying.

“I looked over your profile on the SCW website as I wanted to see what sort of move set that they had listed for you. And I have to say, the moves that appear to be your signature moves do not seem like something Mikah would teach you, Ruby.”

Eiley raises her eyebrows at the camera.

“I am not trying to discredit you by any means but Mikah was known to keeping her feet on the ground and as many of the matches I’ve watched of hers, she was not one that went to the top rope ever. She has even said that she avoids those types of moves and even refused to teach me any high flying style of moves. She told me that they were unnecessary and a hazard to one’s body. So the question has to be asked, are you even telling the truth about Mikah being the one to train you?”

Another smirk spreads across Eiley’s face as she looks at the camera. The cameraman struggles just a moment to stay balanced on his own ice skates.

“Because I wouldn’t put it past you to lie about it. Or maybe stretch the truth a little bit. You could take a page out of your wife’s playbook and claim that Mikah was barely around and you had to find training from others as well. But that would seem a little out of character for you because you seem quite proud of the fact that Mikah trained you and you should be proud of that fact. It does not seem like Mikah is the type to train many people and she likes even less. But the question still has to be asked because it seems rather suspicious on my side.”

Another shrug of her shoulders before she continues on.

“And on another note, who’s always that happy? I do not understand what is so fucking good in life to always be that happy. Are you high all the time? Because that would be more understandable as if I was high all the time, I wouldn’t have the energy to be mad at anything. But that’s probably not the case as you more than likely wouldn’t be employed  by SCW or be booked in matches to compete. So, why the fuck are you so happy all the time? What is there to be happy about?”

Eiley didn’t seem to care if her own view of the world started to slip into her promo. She didn’t care that her jaded view was going to be evident in her promo, maybe it would help her a little bit.

“This world is not something to be happy about. People like you make me want to puke because you believe that there is always a reason to be happy. Even in the darkest of times or at least, that’s what it seems. You do not seem to have much of a care in the world and you are way too chipper for my liking but then again, I do not keep many friends. I willingly keep people at an arm’s distance. I do not believe that people are inherently good as I’ve seen firsthand that they are not. I know that it is not realistic to be as happy as you are. But you know what you’re going to have to accept on Sunday, Ruby? Do you know what I’m going to make you accept on Sunday?”

She smirks again and raises her eyebrows.

“The fact that this world is cruel and that I’m the best student that Mikah has and has had. I’m going to prove to the entire company that I’m the best protégé that she’s worked with and I’m going to start with you on Sunday. I’m going to show you why I’m better than you in the ring, even though it’s only my third match ever. I’m going to show you what it’s really like to be trained by the best bombshell of all time. One that showed me how to calculate the exact move that is going to happen and how to maneuver around it. I’m going to be the one that’s victorious on Sunday. And there’s nothing you can do about it but accept it.”

She takes a breath and slowly lets it out.

“Time is ticking down, Ruby. I’m going to tell you good luck because like Mikah said, luck is for losers. And that’s what you’re going to be on Sunday. A loser.”

She smirks and shrugs once more.

“And I’m not sorry.”

She turns to leave but then looks at the camera.

“Ciao.”