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<text align=right> <p align=”Right”> "ENTERING THE UNKNOWN."
LOCATION: OAK BROOK, ILLINOIS.
DAYS UNTIL FULL CIRCLE:6
EXCITEMENT LEVEL: LOW
SCENE i
REC•

MONDAY, JANUARY 8, 2018
2:45 P.M.

She pushes her hair out of her face as she walks into the bedroom from downstairs and looks up to see her husband lounging on their bed.   She smiles at him before walking over to the open suitcase that was sitting at the end of the bed.   She puts the clothes that she had brought upstairs with her in the suitcase before walking into her walk in closet and comes back out and puts more clothes into the suitcase as Drake watches her from the bed.

::DRAKE   “Where are you going this time?”

Mikah looks over at him and offers him a smile.

;;MIKAH   “Vegas.   That’s where the last show of SCW is and well, I’m hoping that you will come with me to Vegas so we can spend some time together there again.”

He raises an eyebrow before looking at her suitcase.   She smiles at him as she walks back into the closet and pulls at her jeans a bit as she does so.   Drake watches her until her figure disappears into the closet completely.

::DRAKE   “I’ve been to Vegas with you several times, babe.   What more can we do?”

Mikah grabs a few dresses and then some shoes before walking back out into the bedroom.   She gives him a smile as she puts the clothes in the suitcase along with the shoes.   Drake watches her, his eyes never leaving her.

;;MIKAH   “I know, but this is the last time for a while and I just thought you’d enjoy it.   Or you’d be the loving, caring supportive husband that I know that you are.”

She winks at him.   He smiles at her and watches as she walks into their bathroom.   He leans back as she gathers her things that she would need for the bathroom in Vegas.   She places them in a zip up bag that would ensure nothing would spill out before walking back into the bedroom and putting the items in the front zipper part of the suitcase.   She looks over at Drake and tilts her head to the side before pouting her bottom lip out before walking over to him and easily climbing onto the bed and straddling his lap.

;;MIKAH   “Go with me.   Come on…”

His hands instantly go to her hips and he looks at her as his fingers play with the waistband of her jeans.

::DRAKE   “Why?”

She looks at him and pouts her bottom lip out at him once more.

;;MIKAH   “Because you love me…”

He smiles at her before leaning in and kissing her softly on her lips.   She smiles and kisses him back and pouts when he pulls away.

::DRAKE   “I do love you…”

She smiles at him before leaning into him and pressing her lips firmly against his, kissing him once more.   He smiles at her and she smiles back.

;;MIKAH   “It’ll be fun.   Plus, if you’re really serious about us having a baby together, it could be our last little vacation before we have to prepare for a little baby.”

She wiggles her eyebrows at him and he chuckles before running his hands up her sides.

;;MIKAH   “Plus, don’t you want to be around for the last show for Sin City Wrestling?”

Her eyes peer into his bright baby blue eyes and he just shrugs his shoulders as he starts to remove her shirt.

::DRAKE   “I don’t know…”

Mikah sighs and leans back a bit but lets him take her shirt off, revealing her lacy purple bra.   His eyes go to the clothing item and he runs his hands over the cups of her bra.

;;MIKAH   “It is where we met, you know…”

Drake nods his head, his hands sliding around to her back to possibly unhook her bra.   She bites her bottom lip, her eyes on him as he takes her bra off of her.

;;MIKAH   “If it hadn’t been for SCW, we wouldn’t have met.   We wouldn’t have fallen in love and we wouldn’t be married right now.   They are the reason there is even an us.”

He doesn’t appear to be listening to her as he looks at her, his eyes on her topless form.   She frowns at him and crosses her arms over them, covering them from his view.   He looks at her, a smirk on his face and she shakes her head at him a little bit.

;;MIKAH   “Dra-ake!   Listen, I’m serious.   I want you to come to Vegas with me.   And not just for SCW, for me as your wife not wanting to go there alone.   Please.”

Drake sighs as he tries to playfully tug his wife’s arms away from her chest to see what she was hiding.   She doesn’t let him and he sighs before looking at her.

::DRAKE   “Fine, I’ll go to Vegas with you.   But first…”

He smirks and pushes her off of him and onto the bed, moving on top of her, hovering above her a bit.   She looks up at him, biting on the corner of her bottom lip as he pushes her hands away from her chest, revealing it to him.   She smiles at him before squirming a bit to get comfortable.

;;MIKAH   “First….this?   We could join the mile high club instead…”

She winks at him and he leans down and places a kiss on her exposed collarbone.   She closes her eyes and relishes in the feeling of her husband’s lips against her soft, supple skin.   She couldn’t imagine that she’d ever love him as much as she did.   She couldn’t have imagined that two years ago when they first hooked up in secrecy that it would lead to this, a marriage where they loved each other and were almost always on the same page.

::DRAKE   “We can do that too.   There’s enough of me to go more than once.”

He winks at her and she can’t help but to blush as if she was a teenager.   She leans up and captures his lips in a kiss and he smirks against her lips, kissing her back.

;;MIKAH   “I’ve always wanted to join the mile high club…”

He grins at her as he works her jeans down her legs, moving himself just enough so that he could without it being awkward.   She smiles up at him.

::DRAKE   “Let’s do it then…”

She nods her head, agreeing with him.

;;MIKAH   “Okay.   Today, when we get on the airplane…”

He nods his head, dipping his head down to plant kisses on her body.   She relaxes a bit, trying not to think about the weekend that was coming.

LATER THAT AFTERNOON IN LAS VEGAS.

They had already checked into their hotel room at the Bellagio and Mikah was scouting out the mini bar already but hadn’t decided on anything.   Drake was in the bathroom and Mikah wanted to hurry him along.   She enjoyed being in Vegas and couldn’t wait to go somewhere that would entertain her.

;;MIKAH   “Babe, are you almost done in there!?   I want to go to New York New York!”

She hears him mumble something but she couldn’t quite make out what he was saying.   She just shrugs her shoulders before pulling her phone out and sending a text to Alphonso.   She did not do Cabs or Uber drivers very well and since it was the last show and she most likely wouldn’t be needing Alphonso for a while, she wanted to make sure he would get paid that would last him until he found a job for somebody else.

;;MIKAH   “Babe!   Seriously!”

She walks over to the door and has her hand up to knock on it when he opens the door, a smirk on his face.   She sighs and offers him a smile.

::DRAKE   “Somebody’s impatient today.”

She shrugs her shoulders and leans in and kisses his cheek before stepping back.

;;MIKAH   “I just want to get there.   Is that wrong?”

He shrugs his shoulders at her and he makes sure he has his wallet and his key card in his back pocket before he takes her hand so they can go.

::DRAKE   “What’s even in New York New York?”

She smiles at him as they walk out of their suite and head in the direction of the elevators.   She has a skip to her step as she walks and she looks at him, studying the side of his face.

;;MIKAH   “The Hershey Store is there…And there’s a roller coaster…”

She wrinkles her nose at him as they press the down button on the elevator and wait patiently.   She moves closer to him and wraps an arm around his waist and rests her head against his shoulder.

;;MIKAH   “I am so glad you agreed to come to Vegas with me, babe.”

She leans up and kisses him full on the lips as the elevator doors open.   Some people walk out and Drake pushes her inside, still kissing her and presses the casino button before pushing her up against the wall.   She giggles against his lips as his hands slide up the front of her torso, feeling her up against the wall of the elevator as it moves.

::DRAKE   “Never done it on an elevator either…”

;;MIKAH   “You are so naughty.”

She giggles but he pulls away when the doors open at the casino and he straightens himself out, grabs his wife’s hand, and leads them out of the elevator.   She just smiles confidently at the people they pass.

;;MIKAH   “Alphonso is gonna take us up to New York New York.   I would walk but my heels would kill my feet and I like them too much to break them.”

Drake shakes his head as they wind themselves through the people before following the signs that lead to the front of the Bellagio.

::DRAKE   “Tomorrow you’re wearing tennis shoes so we can walk, deal?”

He looks at her and she smiles and nods her head, agreeing with him.   She didn’t mind walking but she also enjoyed dressing up and well, tennis shoes didn’t go with the black, short dress she was wearing.

;;MIKAH   “Okay. Jeans and tennis shoes it is, captain.”

She mock salutes him as they walk through the turn about doors and she smiles when she sees Alphonso waiting patiently for them.   She smiles at the bellhops before she is the one tugging Drake in the direction of the limousine.

;;MIKAH   “Thank you, Alphonso.   Take us to New York New York, please.”

He nods his head as he opens the door for them to climb into the back of the limousine.   Mikah smiles at Drake as they get comfortable.   Mikah immediately grabs two glasses and puts three cubes of ice in each and makes them a drink.

;;MIKAH   “To Vegas.   And my last week of wrestling.”

They clink their glasses together as Alphonso begins to drive.   Mikah moves closer to her husband, leaning into him as they sip on the alcohol.   She relaxes a bit, trying to rid herself of the nerves that were riddled up inside of her.

::DRAKE   “Calm down, babe.   You’re going to win on Sunday, Amy’s got nothing on you.”

He kisses the top of her head.

;;MIKAH   “I know that.   I’m not nervous about that.   I’m nervous about what comes after, you know.   The unknown has always been terrifying for me.   And now that we actually have the opportunity to actually have a baby, what happens if we can’t have one?   What if...what if I’ve messed my body up that I can’t have another baby?   Your baby?!”

She looks at him, the worries that she was voicing in her eyes.   He smiles at her and tucks her hair behind her ear.

::DRAKE   “You’re thinking too much, babe.   You’ll be able to have another baby, I promise. You had no problem getting pregnant with Leighton, this won’t be any different.   Your body will get used to not being knocked around in a ring and will probably feel better.   Don’t worry about the unknown, you have me to help you wade through it.”

She smiles at him and leans up and kisses him again.   Somehow, he knew exactly what to say to her.

;;MIKAH   “I can’t wait to have your baby.”

She grabs his hand and slides it onto her flat, toned stomach.

;;MIKAH   “I can’t wait to feel him or her grow inside of me and I can’t wait for you to feel him or her kick.”

She looks into his eyes, the sincerity in her voice and in her eyes.   He rubs her stomach a little and leans down and kisses her again.   She leans more into him, enjoying the feeling of his lips against hers.

::DRAKE   “You’ll be amazing.”

She smiles again.

;;MIKAH   “You are amazing.”

He finishes his drink before setting it down and she does the same as they sit back up in their seats, waiting to arrive at New York New York.   They sit in silence.   It was a comfortable silence and not a tense one that sometimes happened when Mikah felt anxious.   She grabs his hand and links her fingers with hers, smiling at him once more.

;;MIKAH   “I love you.”

::DRAKE   “I love you too.”

<text align=right><p align=”Right”> "EXCLUSIVE INTERVIEW."
LOCATION: LAS VEGAS, NEVADA.
DAYS UNTIL FULL CIRCLE: 6
EXCITEMENT LEVEL: LOW
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TUESDAY, JANUARY 9, 2017
10:00   A.M.

The room had two soft cushioned red chairs chairs and a small table in between them with a lamp behind the table to light the room up.   On the small table was a vase of brightly colored flowers to brighten up the rooms with some color.   Two bodies are seen walking into the camera’s frame and one takes a seat on the left and the other on the right.   On the left, is Mikah, the SCW Bombshell Champion and on the right is her assistant, Ruby Appleton.   Ruby hadn’t been seen on SCW television in over two years and it was a surprise to see her there, with notecards in her hands.   She was wearing a pair of black leggings and grey boots that she’d paired with a burgandy t-shirt like dress with a grey leather vest.   Her red hair was styled in beautiful curls around her face and her thin framed black glasses were sitting perfectly on her face. Mikah on the other hand was sporting a skin tight, short red dress with black louboutin stiletto heels.   Her long legs were on display and her cleavage was there too.   Originally, she hated the color red but it worked for Vegas.

⌂⌂RUBY   “Welcome Mikah and hello to the Sin City Wrestling universe.   I am the Bombshell Champion, Mikah’s personal assistant and I am going to be asking her some questions about SCW today and her upcoming match against Amy Marshall.   Mikah, welcome.”

Mikah looks a bit perplexed but smiles at Ruby none the less.

;;MIKAH “Thanks for doing this for me, Ruby.   I couldn’t have found a better person for the job other than you.   So, thank you for doing this and for being there for me for almost my entire SCW career.”

Ruby smiles appreciatively at the blonde bombshell before clearing her throat and straightening up the cards.

⌂⌂RUBY   “Shall we just dive right in, Mikah?”

Ruby looks to the blonde bombshell and Mikah takes a breath before slowly nodding her head.

;;MIKAH “Let’s get to it then.   Why make small talk?”

She shrugs her shoulders before carefully crossing her right leg over her left leg.   She turns her body just so that she’s half way facing Ruby and half way facing the camera.

⌂⌂RUBY   “You started your career in Sin City Wrestling on November 11, 2014.   Your first match was against Cynthia Warren.   Do you remember that match?”

Mikah tilts her head to the side, thinking back or at least trying to think back to when Ruby was talking about.

;;MIKAH “Vaguely.   I remember I was a ball of nerves because even though I had been in the wrestling business for seven years at that point, it was my first match ever in SCW and well, the first match always sets a tone for how the management is   going to see you.   I remember I won the match but it also didn’t seem like Cynthia really cared about being in that match.   It didn’t seem to me that she really wanted to win that match.   But I did.   I wanted to prove how good I was and how good I am.   And here I am, three years later.”

She beams proudly at the camera, a slightly arrogant look in her eyes.

⌂⌂RUBY   “Now when you first joined SCW, you were aligned in a group with three other men: Andrew Watts, Alex Kaelin, and your ex husband, Gavin Stephens.   How do you think that impacted   your career?   Do you think it helped you or do you think it was a big mistake on your part?”

She takes a deep breath and slowly lets it out.

;;MIKAH “Obviously it happened and it’s been dead and over for three years almost to the day.   But I don’t think it helped my career in SCW.   Because Andrew Watts wanted it to be all about him and he wanted Alex, Gavin, and myself to take a back seat to him.   He thought his talent should have been showcased more than the rest of us and well, when you have an ego that big, there’s not enough room for three other egos, no matter the size of the others’.   And I don’t know if it hurt my career, per se, but I wouldn’t view it in a good way.   I do think it’s a mistake now.   However, they are the reason I ever came to SCW.”

She shrugs her shoulders at the truth.

⌂⌂RUBY   “How do you think it felt for them when both you and Gavin took a break?   You were gone from February of 2015 until April of 2015.   That’s two months, almost two and a half months.   How do you think your absence impacted the group?”

Ruby looks to Mikah and Mikah takes a deep breath and slowly lets it out.   It was a loaded question or it at least felt like one.   She had taken a long break.

;;MIKAH “I don’t know, really.   Both Gavin and I had voice our opinions at the time, stating that we wanted out of the group but Watts didn’t want to hear it.   So we took it upon ourselves and took a break and that was how it fell.   Clearly they didn’t have any problems because they tried to recruit other members to the group.   Andrew Watts just couldn’t let it go and do his own thing.   The break helped me though, it helped me gain a clear head and a view of what I wanted to do in the company.   So while it might have been not-so-good for them, it was good for me.”

She simply shrugs her shoulders.

⌂⌂RUBY   “When you came back in April, you seemed to have a fresh view on the company and you took the company by storm.   Nobody could have predicted what you were going to do in the Bombshell division.   Because how could they?   When you had taken your break, you had seemed unfocused and it seemed as if you were done with wrestling but when you returned, you had a new sense of passion for the business.   What do you think happened in those two months that you took off?   Why do you think that when you returned, you were able to take the Bombshells division by storm?”

Ruby looks over at Mikah and Mikah takes a deep breath and she slowly lets it out through her lips.

;;MIKAH “Honestly?   I don’t know what changed.   Maybe I just needed that break.   Or maybe I actually felt like I needed to prove myself.   I wasn’t tied down in a faction that was all about Andrew Watts and I could just be who I was always meant to be.   I could prove myself to the bosses that I was capable of being a worthy Bombshell and a worthy contender for that Bombshell Championship.   And it was just like a fire ignited inside of me and I was able to climb to the top of the mountain and take the championship from Raynin.   It wasn’t something I had planned either.   I hadn’t gone to Mark or Christian and asked for that opportunity in that fatal four way match.   I didn’t ask for that and when I saw the line up for that card, it was a shock to me too.   Most people think I asked for the shot or sucked Mark Ward’s dick to get that shot in the fatal four way number one contender’s match but I didn’t.   I didn’t even know that they were planning to give me that opportunity because I had just come back from a two month hiatus.   But they must have saw something in me that I didn’t, because they booked the match and I won it.   Then the next week, I won the Championship from Raynin.”

She smiles at the memory and at the feeling that she had felt when she had won her first Bombshell Championship.

⌂⌂RUBY   “How did it feel to win that match against Raynin?”

A dreamy sort of look slides into Mikah’s eyes as she thinks about it.

;;MIKAH “It felt...nothing like I’d ever felt before.   I don’t know how to describe the feeling but it was amazing.   And to prove everybody in the back that I could do what they said I couldn'tt?   That was an even better feeling.   Raynin is not an easy Bombshell to beat, either but I did it and I felt like I was on top of the world that nothing could knock me down.   It was so surreal that I was the face of the company’s Bombshell division.   Of course, there were still the people that said it was just a fluke win and that I would go on to lose it back to Raynin at the next Super Card.   But there’s always those people; they’re always there.”

She shrugs her shoulders loosely.

⌂⌂RUBY   “But you didn’t lose it to Raynin at Into the Void IV: Arabian Nights, did you?”

Mikah smiles and shakes her head.

;;MIKAH “Nope, I retained.   That was maybe the first time that some people were starting to realize just what I could do in that ring.   Not everybody was on board, because well, they don’t like change but they were starting to see it.”

She beams proudly at the camera and over at Ruby.

⌂⌂RUBY   “Would you say that your first Bombshell Championship reign, set the pace for the rest of your career in SCW?”

Ruby holds a look on her face that was unreadable.

;;MIKAH “Oh most definitely.   You don’t go onto hold the championship for a record breaking 267 days and it not set the pace for your career.   But that first reign, it’s always going to be the thing that set the pace for my career.   Always   And sometimes that’s not a good thing, either..”

She shrugs her shoulders as Ruby raises an eyebrow.

⌂⌂RUBY   “How is that not a good thing?   I would think that holding that record is something that should make you feel good about yourself and your talent.”

Ruby looks to Mikah and Mikah shrugs her slender shoulders.

;;MIKAH “It’s daunting.   Like, there’s always this pressure on you to perform at the same level that you did when you were achieving such a record.   I know that’s silly of me to think that way but that’s how I felt every single time that I competed in a ring after I lost the Bombshell Championship.   I felt that f I didn’t win, I was letting somebody down.   But there was a time that I just….I just didn’t care about the company.   I didn’t care about competing and I didn’t care about how I looked in the bosses’ eyes.   I was going through some stuff and I just didn’t care.   I think Mark and Christian knew that too and were slightly disappointed but they never asked me about it or pressured me about it either.   But you know, things happen.”

Another shrug rolls off of her shoulders.

⌂⌂RUBY   “Let’s talk about the months that led up to the end of your Bombshell Championship reign.   There were accusations of you drinking on the job and being drunk when competing.   Is there any truth to that at all?”

Mikah shakes her head no.

;;MIKAH “Absolutely not.   And I don’t care if they don’t believe me, because that’s their prerogative but I wouldn’t endanger people’s lives like that.   Would I lead them to believe that I did?   Of course, it’s all about manipulation and how you can get ahead in the game.   I was getting all the attention I could and I was very good at twisting things I did to make it appear as if I was drinking when I was booked in a match.   But I never was.   I did drink backstage at the Climax Controls that I wasn’t booked in a match.   And I caused nobody any harm.   But the strike the petty little skanks had will have most people think differently.”

She smirks a little at Ruby.

⌂⌂RUBY “If you could pinpoint the moment when you knew that your reign was on a downward spiral, when would you say it was?”

Ruby looked over at Mikah.   Mikah was quiet, the silence filling the space between them for a minute or so.

;;MIKAH   “Definitely my match against Roxi Johnson in January.   It was my last match before My Bloody Valentine and the last match before I stepped into the ring with Sam Marlowe.   I just felt so much immense pressure to be perfect in the match.   And it was the same show where I think the tramps went on strike or at least threatened to.   So, there was a lot going on in my head when I actually stepped into the ring with Sam Marlowe.”

Mikah smiles at Ruby.

⌂⌂RUBY “Do you think that the fact that Gavin had asked for a divorce at about that time had anything to do with your loss to Sam Marlowe?”

Mikah frowns but shakes her head no.

;;MIKAH   “No.   My marriage to Gavin Stephens was over way before we actually filed divorce.   I couldn’t stay with a man who didn’t support his wife.   Or deal with the fact that his wife was better than him.   It never would have worked out.   So the divorce had nothing to do with my loss to Sam Marlowe because my marriage was over before it was officially over.”

Mikah just simply shrugs her slender shoulders.

⌂⌂RUBY “Why do you think you lost to Sam Marlowe?”

Mikah again takes a deep breath, the question not seeming to rattle her but she does take a moment or two to respond.

;;MIKAH   “Honestly?   I think I was just ready to be done with being the top Bombshell.   I just didn’t want to deal with that insane amount of pressure I felt every time that I stepped into the ring.   It got in my head and I just couldn’t shake it out.   So I wanted to give it up and I wanted to just be able to breathe without worrying.   I didn’t know my whole World would crash down around me in the following week.”

She tries to hide the emotional pain that she was sure was written on her face but she didn’t seem to do it well.

⌂⌂RUBY “What happened just a few short days after My Bloody Valentine?”

Mikah just looks down at her lap, wringing her hands in her lap.

;;MIKAH   “My best friend died of an overdose.   I’d like to say it was an accidental overdose but I don’t know.   He had a problem with drugs and...I...I wasn’t there to make...sure of anything.”

She reaches up and brushes a tear away and closes her eyes, not wanting the other tears that were threatening to spill out slip down her cheeks.
⌂⌂RUBY “Do you think that’s why you didn’t care about your career for a few months after My Bloody Valentine and why you didn’t want your slated rematch?”

Mikah looks at Ruby and shrugs her shoulders.

;;MIKAH   “I don’t know.   Probably.   Christian Othniel was the best person I had in my life.   He was there for me before anybody.   He supported me in every decision I made except for in my marriage to Gavin Stephens.   He had tried to warn me that Gavin was trouble and that he was a douchebag but I wouldn’t listen to what he was saying.   However, his death impacted me for months.   It took me a long time to want to do better-to be better.”

She shrugs her shoulders and takes a deep breath, trying to relax.

⌂⌂RUBY “In July of 2016, you married Drake Green on board the cruise ship that SCW hosts their annual Summer XXXtreme show.   How did that feel?”

Mikah smiles and looks at Ruby.

;;MIKAH   “It was amazing, really it was.   I never imagined that I would’ve enjoyed such a fancy wedding but it was great.   I never imagined that just six months after my divorce, I’d have been a married woman again.   It was probably one of the best things to come from being apart of this company; meeting my husband.   This company has done some great things for people and given so many people opportunities that they might not have gotten in other companies but for me?   The best thing that SCW did for me was to introduce me to my current husband.   I could never thank them enough for them.”

Ruby smirks a little bit.

⌂⌂RUBY “But you didn’t really like Drake when you first met him, did you?”

Mikah chuckles to herself and shakes her head no.

;;MIKAH   “That’s true.   Drake and I didn’t quite get on the same page for a while.   It was about four months but there was always that sexual tension between us.   Anytime that we were around each other or doing something for the show together, it was there and finally, we couldn’t deny it and well, here we are. We’ve almost been married for a year and a half and things couldn’t be better.   We’re actually thinking about starting a family after SCW closes its doors.”

It didn’t seem to surprise Ruby.   But Ruby was one of those on the inside of Mikah’s life; she knew what Mikah was thinking about for the next step of her life.

⌂⌂RUBY “Let’s fast forward a little bit.   Let’s fast forward to March when you won the Bombshell Internet Championship from Polly Playtime.   Was that something you actually wanted?   Or did they just book you in the tournament?”

Mikah shrugs her shoulders.

;;MIKAH   “I don’t know.   I didn’t ask for it but it happened.   I was the Bombshell Internet Championship for a good solid six months.   I think that’s a decent reign for a championship that is not considered a top tier Title.   And I know, a lot of people weren’t expecting me to hold that very long and will say that I wasn’t a worthy champion and blah blah blah.   But yet, I held it for that long.   I did everything that was asked of me.   And I chose when I wanted to lose the championship.   Do you think I would have let Devona beat me if I didn’t want her to?   No.   I wanted rid of that championship so I could set my focus on the Bombshell Championship.   I wanted it back.   I needed it back, so the Bombshell Internet Championship had to go.   And Devona seemed like a worthy opponent to give it to.   But look how that turned out.   It’s whatever, I clearly don’t care about that championship anymore because I have my baby back.”

She shrugs her shoulders.

⌂⌂RUBY “How did you feel when Mark Ward told you that you couldn’t just have a shot at the championship?   Especially when so many other Bombshells were just granted shots that you were not given?”

Mikah smirks at Ruby.

;;MIKAH   “I didn’t actually want them to just hand me the match, Ruby.   I wanted them to put me in a number one contender’s match because that’s how it should be.   I wanted to be able to say that I actually fought for my right to face the champion.   And I can.   I can honestly say that I earned my shot against Mercedes Vargas on October 29th.   And here I am, still the Bombshell Champion.   I won that match and I won the rematch she believes she deserved.   But did she really deserve it? She didn’t earn the shot at my championship in the first place.   Well, it wasn’t mine when she had the shot but still.   She never earned any of the opportunities she got for this belt.   It’s like there was a parade and Mark and Christian were just throwing opportunities out right and left like they were candy.   Tell me one match that Jessie Salco actually earned.   ONE match for the Bombshell Championship that she actually fucking deserved. You can’t.   So don’t even try.”

She rolls her eyes a bit before looking over at Ruby.

⌂⌂RUBY “Why did you want the championship back, Mikah?”

Mikah meets Ruby’s eyes and she raises her eyebrows.

;;MIKAH   “Because.   It was time to show them and everybody else that the championship isn’t just a toy you pass around at a party.   It’s something that deserves honor and none of those girls in the back seemed to be able to handle it.   Do you actually think that Petty Polly handled being the Bombshell Champion well?   She is a bigger joke than Mercedes Vargas when it comes to being the Bombshell Champion.   It was also time to prove that I am the best Bombshell in the company.   The best bombshell that they have employed and I’m going to prove it on Sunday.”
Ruby smiles at her boss before she moves to get comfortable in her spot.

⌂⌂RUBY “How do you feel about SCW closing its doors?   Before we get to Amy Marshall.”

Mikah hesitates because it was hard to put into words.   She wasn’t sure how she could put what she felt into words.

;;MIKAH   “It’s bittersweet.   It’s the first place I have felt at home in since the IRX.   I have not felt this way anywhere else.   It’s hard to put into words because they didn’t have to take a chance on me.   They were the ones that pushed me to be the star that I am today.   Or at least, the star I am in SCW.   Do I think that this success can travel into some other company?   Most likely but I still owe it to them because they gave me the right set of mind.   Them closing their doors is like a family walking away and it will be hard for a while.   It will be hard remembering that I don’t have to book a hotel on the west coast somewhere or somewhere in Las Vegas but I think it will be okay.   Maybe SCW will be back one day.   Who knows.”

She shrugs her shoulders, smiling at the camera.

⌂⌂RUBY “Amy Marshall is your opponent on Sunday.   How do you feel about that?”

Mikah pauses, pursing her lips together.

;;MIKAH   “At least she earned her shot.   She had to compete in a number one contenders match just like I had to for my first match.   It’s not like this match is out of the blue and doesn’t make sense because it does make sense.   It’s a good last match to have for the Bombshell Championship.   Amy and I have never stepped foot in the ring with one another.   In a one-on-one match, that is.   It is something that the fans haven’t seen and it will be a good match to send them home with for the final time.”

She looks at Ruby before looking at the camera.

⌂⌂RUBY “How do you think Amy is handling the match?   It’s just in a few short days...”

She again shrugs her shoulders.

;;MIKAH   “I don’t know how she’s preparing for the match.   I’m sure she is taking it just as seriously as I am because this is the very last match for my Bombshell Championship.   I’m sure she is doing everything in her power to try to ensure that it goes home with her but it’s not going to happen.   I don’t hate to be the bearer of bad new but the Bombshell Championship is not going to be leaving my grasp.   I am going to be the last Bombshell Champion that Sin City Wrestling sees.   Why?   Because I deserve it more than Amy Marshall does.   She only wants it so she can add it to her pitiful list of accomplishments.   I want it because I’ve held this championship since October 29th and I vowed to go a year without losing it but I’m not going to get that chance so this, this is the next best thing.”

She takes a deep breath and slowly lets it out again.

⌂⌂RUBY “Have you watched Amy Marshall’s promo from last week yet?”

Mikah smirks and slowly nods her head.

;;MIKAH   “Yes, I have.”

Ruby raises an eyebrow as she sets the cards down on the table.

⌂⌂RUBY “And what did you think?   What were your thoughts after watching it?”

Mikah has a blank look on her face for a moment before shrugging again.

;;MIKAH   “She’s all talk and she thinks that my marriage has something to do with the match when it has nothing to do with it.   Her opinion of mine and Drake’s marriage is nothing because it means nothing to me.   She doesn’t matter and she will never matter when it comes to me and Drake.   The problem I have with her little...”

She uses her fingers as quotation marks.

;;MIKAH   “Promo is that she had the audacity to compare me to the likes of Veronica Taylor.   Like what even?   It doesn’t even make sense to compare me to Veronica Taylor because unlike Veronica Taylor, I can actually win matches and I have a brain.   Does she think that I don’t have a brain?   Because she is sadly mistaken. Veronica Taylor has to resort to cheating to win, I do not have to cheat to win and I’m going to prove to Amy on Sunday when I beat her cleanly that cheating is not the only tool I have in my arsenal.”

She smirks before looking over at Ruby.

⌂⌂RUBY “She said that she Delia Darling when it counted.   Is that something that you wished that you could do?”

Mikah raises an eyebrow over at Ruby.

;;MIKAH   “Beat Delia?”

She looks over at Ruby and Ruby nods her head and looks back at Mikah.   Mikah raises an eyebrow.

;;MIKAH   “No.   I think that Delia Darling was talented when she was focused but when Amy Marshall beat her, she beat her when Delia wasn’t focused.   She wasn’t the same Delia that took the Bombshell division by the throat, she was a shell of her former self when she and Amy stepped into the ring.   So how much does Amy Marshall’s win over Delia count?   Because if I was her, I wouldn’t even be thinking about Delia Darling because Delia isn’t the person she’s stepping into the ring with.   Uh-uh.   She’s going to be stepping into the ring with Mikah fucking Green.”

A smirk crosses her face again.

⌂⌂RUBY “And what does that mean for Amy Marshall?”

Mikah tucks her straight blonde locks behind her ears.

;;MIKAH   “That means she’s going to get the person that everybody used to be scared to face.   The competitor that they couldn’t beat.   The Bombshell that caused almost every Bombshell threaten to go on strike because they couldn’t beat her.   She’s not facing the Bombshell that didn’t give a shit about her career.   Oh no, she’s facing the Bombshell Champion.   The Bombshell who holds the record for holding the Bombshell Championship for 267 days.   The Bombshell that beat everybody that came at her and tried to take that championship away from her.   She’s got a rude awakening heading her way Ruby because what she wants to happen isn’t going to happen.   She’s not going to be leaving Las Vegas as the last ever Bombshell Champion.   That’s going to be me and it’s going to break her heart.”

She tries to act as if she actually cares but doesn’t seem to pull it off.   So she lets the confident smirk cross her face.

⌂⌂RUBY “Do you have anything you’d like to say to the fans?”

She thinks for a moment before smiling at the camera.

;;MIKAH   “Thank you.   Thank you for being there for me and cheering me and for booing me when I was in that ring.   You make everything worth it because we all really do this for you as much as we do it for ourselves.   You are the reason that SCW has lasted this long.   So thank you.   Thank you for being awesome.”

Another smile crosses her face, a real genuine smile.

⌂⌂RUBY “I do have one last question for you Mikah, before we
go.”

Mikah looks over at Ruby, raising an eyebrow.

;;MIKAH   “Okay….”

She seems almost nervous about what Ruby is going to ask.

⌂⌂RUBY “Is there anything you regret you haven’t done in your career in SCW?   Is there something you wished that you would’ve done before the company closed its doors?   Like being a Grand Slam champion?”

Mikah makes a face.

;;MIKAH   “I have said it over and over again.   I do not want to be a grand slam champion because that would have required me to be a part of a lackluster tag team.   I am content with what I have accomplished in SCW and while Amy Marshall can enjoy being a Grand Slam Champion and whatever other accomplishments she likes to spout off about, I will enjoy being the only Bombshell that held the Bombshell Championship for 267 days.   The longest reigning Bombshell Champion and the last ever Bombshell Champion.   Those are the only two accomplishments that I need on my resume.”

She holds another confident look on her pretty face.

⌂⌂RUBY “There you have it.   The last words you will hear from the Bombshell Champion, Mikah.”

Mikah waves at the camera.

;;MIKAH   “And one last time just for the fans...”

She stands up and fixes the skirt to her short dress before leaning down for the camera to get a good view of her pretty face.

;;MIKAH   “Ciao.”

 
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<text align=right> <p align=”Right”> "GAZE INTO THE FUTURE."
LOCATION:LAS VEGAS, NEVADA.
DAYS UNTIL CLIMAX CONTROL:4
EXCITEMENT LEVEL: LOW
SCENE i
REC•

WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 6, 2017
8:45 P.M.

Mikah had managed to convince Drake to take a mini vacation to Las Vegas before she had to go to Reno for Climax Control.  They had been there since early Tuesday morning and Drake had gone off to do some Christmas shopping alone and had told her that she wasn’t allowed to go with him or snoop in any of the bags that he brought back to their room at the Bellagio.  So, she had found a willing participant instead. It hadn't taken her long to find company and in no time, she was waiting to get on the high roller. Drake refused to do the Highroller with her for the umpteenth time, but it wasn't like her to do it alone.

;;MIKAH  â€œIt’s a pretty sight.  You can see all of the strip when you’re at the very top of it.”

It was like a ferris wheel, almost.  But instead of bucket like seats, it was a pod and you could walk around in it.  It barely felt like it was moving when you were on it.  They easily step into the pod and look around as the doors close a minute or so later.  The silence that fell between the two of them inside wasn’t thick or tense, just an easy silence.

;;MIKAH  â€œHope you’re not too scared of heights.”

She smiles before setting her purse and jacket down on the booth-like seat before walking over to the window to watch as they slowly, slowly move.

;;MIKAH  â€œSo, SCW is closing…”

She said the words slowly, as if saying them slowly made them easier to say.  But she didn’t really know how to bring it up because he was no longer apart of SCW.  Which, still did not sit well with her because he had been her only friend there. He didn’t turn away from the window though. It was pretty clear that it was his first time going up, but that was not  the reason for his silence. It was actually another of the reasons she didn't want to bring it up. He had been silent about it since his departure, and that hadn't changed in their messages back and forth. He puts his hand up against the glass, the cast on his right arm clanks against it and gets her attention.

♣♣KRIS “How high does this thing even go?”

She looks over at him before pointing at one of the monitors in the little pod like thing.  It spouted off random facts about the high roller every few minutes or so.

;;MIKAH  â€œ550 feet.”

She looks at him before looking back out the window.  She had been to Vegas several times and had at one point even owned a house near the strip but she had never viewed Vegas like she did now.  She had been too busy drinking and ignoring any issue that came her way.

;;MIKAH  â€œIt’s a beautiful sight when you get up to the top.  However, it takes fifteen minutes to get to the very top and then fifteen minutes back down.  Thirty minutes total.  But totally worth it.”

Conversation came easily.  But she had been on the high roller before so she knew a lot of the facts that the television monitor was spouting off.

;;MIKAH  â€œI want to try the Eiffel Tower one next.”

She never spent too much time in Paris but had always admired the Eiffel Tower that stood in front of the Hotel and Casino.

♣♣KRIS “The real thing is pretty awesome too…”

He turns, just to catch the surprised look on her face. He shrugs it away like it's not a big deal and returned his attention to the sights outside the window.

♣♣KRIS “It is where I went on my honeymoon. It's fun. I recommend it. I kind of ruined most of the places that are worth going to in the states. Lots of bad memories and lots of bad choices. We had to leave the country to go some place without any.”

He was much different away from prying eyes than he was in front of a camera. It wasn't much surprise, because almost everyone was. With Kris it was like night and day though. He acted like he was without a care in the world in front of a crowd. Yet, when nobody was watching always came off as weighted down.

♣♣KRIS “You should go. You know... with all your newfound free time...”

She glances over at him and raises an eyebrow at him.  She hadn’t really contemplated what she was going to do with all of the free time she was going to get in a few short weeks.

;;MIKAH  â€œI don’t know.  Not traveling sounds wonderful too.  Just staying in my little house with my little husband and my little child.”

She shrugs her shoulders.  There was nothing little about the house or her husband but she didn’t care.

;;MIKAH  â€œAll of that free time seems daunting, almost like it’s dangerous to have.  Like the black hole on the GPS system that you never want to drive into but it keeps telling you to turn there.”

She gazes out the window, looking at the bright lights of the city.  Even during the daytime, the lights were bright.  But the strip never got completely dark because it never shut down.

;;MIKAH  â€œWhat do YOU do with all your free time, Kris?”

He raises up his broken arm, and shrugs.

♣♣KRIS  â€œNot a lot thanks to this. I always figured I would work more on music afterwards. That's obviously not happening now. It took me over a week to be able to talk again. Be glad your free time is because the company is closing, and not because a couple assholes in a company you never really cared about jumped you.”

He turns away from the window and puts his back against the glass to look over at her.

Kris “It sucks. At first. I mean I bet it will be a little easier for you than it was for me. You got the chance to see the end coming. Me? I got beat a couple times, got sloppy, got hurt. It wasn't a choice, or planned. Thursdays still come around, and I feel like I should be packing a bag. Fridays I always feel like I am late to a plane. Saturdays are quiet without signing autographs and doing fan stuff. Sundays creep by because there's no crowd there to electrify the whole atmosphere. It's hard. I'm not gonna lie to you and say it's not.”

She doesn’t say anything, just listens to him speak but even when he’s done talking she stays quiet, just thinking about what he was saying.  She didn’t know what she would do with her free time, it was a mystery to her.  It was almost like she didn’t want to find out but also wanted to fast forward to find out.  The unknown always bothered her.

;;MIKAH  â€œThose people suck...the ones who ya know..”

She wasn’t good with that stuff either but she offers a smile and looks around the pod again.

;;MIKAH  â€œI’m sure that there is something that I could do to occupy my time.  Most people assume that I’m going to find another place to work and compete in.  But I don’t think that’s what I want to do with my life.  I think I want to take a break…”

The words came out as if she was unsure about them and her tone was unsettled, almost as if she hadn’t wanted to say them but they came out anyways.  She tucks her straight blonde locks behind her ears before looking at him.

;;MIKAH  â€œMaybe retire..”

She knew it was her choice to retire and that she wasn’t being forced to retire.  And she couldn’t say that she was going to stay retired but the word sounded nice in her head and it sounded nice once she had said it as well.

;;MIKAH  â€œHave a baby.  Or don’t.  Just spend time with my husband without either of us having to go much of anywhere.  Or if we want to go somewhere, we can without worrying about being back by Sunday in a specific location.”

She shrugs her shoulders again.

;;MIKAH  â€œI won’t be signing anything, that’s for sure.”

He nods, not appearing surprised at all.

♣♣KRIS “You have been in SCW as long as I have. Unlike me you didn't come and go about a thousand times, so you never really got a break. You've been talking about it for months now though. It's probably something you were thinking about even before they announced they were closing.”

He shrugs, and looks back over his shoulder to the window to see how high they had climbed. The city was almost in full view. Before long they would be on the way down.

♣♣KRIS “You'll be fine afterwards. Happy even. I would be willing to bet that the first day you wake up at home, after the dust has settled, that there will be a smile on your face. It might seem scary now, but I think it's actually a good thing.”

He sighs lightly like he is trying to hold something back. He was no good at it in these situations though, and the words come out anyways.

♣♣KRIS “I think you've probably been ready to step away for a while. But, like me, you've been there so long that you don't want to abandon it. You don't know how to walk away. You didn't want the place to fall apart if you decided to drive off into the sunset and leave it behind. They took that out of the equation now though. You don't have to live with that weight.”

She looks at him, wondering where he had learned all that and knew how to put it into words.  She was not good at putting things into words.

;;MIKAH  â€œI don’t like feeling like I’m letting somebody down.  I think you’re right, though.  I could have been done a long time ago but there was always this need to be there because if I wasn’t there, maybe I’d be forgotten or maybe the company would implode.  I’m not sure what the reason was but it was most likely silly.”

They were on top now, and could see the entire strip in its entirety.  Even during the day, it was a beautiful sight to see.  She couldn’t believe how much she enjoyed Vegas without all the alcohol she had once thought she needed.

;;MIKAH  â€œWho’s to say that I’ll stay retired?  However, the more I think about it, the more I don’t want to be the type that retires and then comes out of retirement because I get bored.  So, if I retire, it’s going to be for good.  That Simon Jones did have a point.”

She smiles a bit to herself, she always gave Simon a hard time on Twitter and wanted him to come around more.  But it was more for selfish reasons and she also understood where he stood at in his retirement.

;;MIKAH  â€œI could see you being a family man.  Or whatever.”

She smirks at him before leaning against the glass wall of the pod, looking at him.

;;MIKAH  â€œDoting on those kids of yours and that wife.”

♣♣KRIS “...and the girlfriend. Or wife’s girlfriend. It's still all very confusing…”

It gets a laugh out of him, which lightens the mood. For a second he seemed less grounded by the reality of it all. It doesn't last long though. He crosses the pod to look out the opposite side.

♣♣KRIS “Being at home is great. I wish that I could have done more though. I always waited for my chance. Always felt like I wasn't ready. Everything was finally coming together, and then I got a pretty big reality check. That's the difference between us though. That's why it'll be easier for you.”

He turns back towards her, and catches her eye.

♣♣KRIS “You have done everything. You have beaten everybody. You stuck around. You proved yourself. You broke records. If SCW stayed open to the next Hall of Fame, there would only be one Bombshell worth putting in it. It's you. Maybe that is why you felt like leaving all summer. I don't know. I can just go by what I see. But the way I see it, you should be pretty proud of it all, and not think twice about being done, or coming back somewhere else.”

She smiles at him and nods her head, agreeing a bit.

;;MIKAH  â€œI don’t think I could be anything but proud.  I don’t think I could do anything else that I haven’t done already.  The only thing I could have done was break my own record but now that’s not an option.  There’s no chance for me to do that.  So, now I just have to leave SCW as the Bombshell Champion and that will be a good way to end my SCW legacy.”

She shrugs her shoulders at the thought before pushing off the glass to stand up and look out the windows once more.

;;MIKAH  â€œMaybe I can convince Drake to go on a second honeymoon.  Where would you go if you could have a second honeymoon?”

She chose to steer the conversation elsewhere.

♣♣KRIS “Neverland.”

He laughed at himself and shook his head when she waited for a real answer instead of indulging the stupid one.

♣♣KRIS “Italy. I have only been a couple times and couldn't do much either time. I would want to spend a couple weeks there, and go everywhere. Tour the country top to bottom. See all the shit that I have really only gotten to see in pictures my whole life. Forget this side of the world even exists for a while. Just be removed from it all.”

She smiles a little bit at the thought of going somewhere else for a honeymoon that she probably didn’t need.

;;MIKAH  â€œItaly would be beautiful.  I know that Santorini in Greece is beautiful, that is one of the places that Drake and I went for our honeymoon.  Beautiful place.”

They were getting closer and closer to the ground which meant the ride on the high roller was almost over.  Their view was going to get blocked by some trees and the building at the Linq.

;;MIKAH  â€œI’d recommend it to anybody that asked.  However, I want to go to Bora Bora and stay in one of those little huts on the water.”

She smiles at the thought.  She hadn’t thought of herself to be the beach type but she did enjoy the beaches in other countries.

;;MIKAH  â€œI would also love to see the real Eiffel Tower, not just the one in Vegas.”

She walks over to grab her purse and jacket and slips the jacket back on before putting the purse over her head and wearing it as a crossbody purse.  She couldn’t help but smile to herself, thinking about how their friendship had evolved.

;;MIKAH  â€œYou know, it’s because of SCW that we are friends, you know?”

He nods, and a smile crosses his lips.

♣♣KRIS “You're not wrong. I mean aside from the fact that we are basically the same person. Same attitude. Same kind of background. I bet in some alternate version of this world…”

His eyes widen a little, but he shakes the idea away.

♣♣KRIS “I mean if that kind of thing was real… I bet there's some version of us where SCW isn't closing. I never broke my arm. We both won championships at the same time, and are kind of just dominating the whole place…”

The smile on his face shows her that it would be a favorable alternative to the situation they found themselves in. He chuckled though, as a second thought struck him.

♣♣KRIS “Maybe in that world there is no Drake. Or Heather. Or Kali. Or kids. Drugs. Alcohol. Maybe we are the SCW power couple. Unstoppable…”

He shakes that thought away too and laughs at how ridiculous the words sound coming out of his mouth.

♣♣KRIS “Stranger things have happened I guess…”

She smiles at him and giggles a bit as they reach the end and the doors open and they have to be quick to step out onto the landing.  She glances back at the pod as it continues to move and another group of people step into it.

;;MIKAH  â€œThere is probably some strange, dream--alternate universe out there where we are the super couple.”

She shrugs her shoulders as they walk out of the building and down the steps.

<text align=right><p align=”Right”> "SHINE BRIGHT LIKE A DIAMOND."
LOCATION: RENO, NEVADA.
DAYS UNTIL CLIMAX CONTROL:2
EXCITEMENT LEVEL: LOW
SCENE ii
REC•

FRIDAY, DECEMBER 8, 2017
6:45 P.M.

Mikah sat in what appeared to be a jewelry store.  There were cases and cases of diamond jewelry around her; necklaces, rings, earrings, and bracelets.  She sat on a stool that was tall enough to help her see each case and she smirks at the camera that was set up in front of her.

;;MIKAH  â€œOn Sunday, I step into the SCW ring against the Bombshell Internet Champion, Diamond.  It is the first time since my match with Alice Knight that I have been in a SCW ring, competing.  And the first time I’ve been at a Climax Control for two weeks.  And for that, I apologize.  It has been a crazy couple of weeks at home and I am not going to get into that right now.”

She adjusts her shirt a bit.  She was wearing a pair of skinny jeans that met a pair of dark grey converse and her BRING BACK SIMON JONES t-shirt.  It had recently become one of her favorite shirts to wear as the material was super soft and she’d bought several of them to keep on hand.

;;MIKAH “It’s a champion versus champion match with neither championship on the line.  This match is just to prove who the better champion is.  Now it doesn’t really matter who wins because at the end of the day, I’m going to be leaving the arena with the Bombshell Championship in my grasp and Diamond will get to go home with the championship that I had held from March till September.  A championship that I defended when I was told and did as I was asked.  But it still does not hold the luster that this championship does.”

She reaches down and grabs her Bombshell Championship and slings it easily over her right shoulder.  She looks at it, clearly admiring it before rubbing a fake smudge from the plate.

;;MIKAH  â€œTHIS championship is what it’s all about.  This championship proves just who the best Bombshell in the company is.  This is what everybody wants.  Now, the Internet Bombshell championship has its own appeal, but it’s not better than my championship and Diamond is not anywhere close to the champion that I am.  Nor is she close to the competitor I am.”

A smirk slips onto her face and she glances at the championship again, almost as if she missed looking at it.

;;MIKAH  â€œI know that the fans want this match to prove who’s the better wrestler, the better champion but it’s not going to prove anything.  I am sure that Diamond is going to say the same things that everybody else does about me because that’s all that any other Bombshell in this company says about me.  And that’s fine, because it’s not going to matter.  Their opinions do not matter because opinions cannot change the fact that I am the Bombshell Champion.  And the fact is, we have heard the things that Diamond is going to say from Vargas before.  The things don’t change, the Bombshells in the back don’t change.”

She shakes her head and lets out a small sigh.

;;MIKAH  â€œI would hope that a champion like Diamond wouldn’t just use the tired old words from the other bombshells in the company but she’s not too original.”

She simply shrugs her shoulders again.

;;MIKAH  â€œI know it might seem harsh, but this match isn’t going to prove anything.  I’m going to still be the reigning Bombshell Champion and she’s still going to be the lackluster Bombshell Internet Champion.  Her name is Diamond, isn’t she supposed to shine bright?”

The Bombshell Champion raises an eyebrow at her own question.  It was a rhetorical question and she herself knew that but maybe her opponent wouldn’t; a lot of them weren’t the brightest crayons in the box.

;;MIKAH  â€œMaybe I’m reading way too into what her name is supposed to mean. But I think a name could have some sort of telling on what kind of person that person is or could be.  With a name like Diamond, she should have all the potential in the World.  A diamond is one of the most precious gems in the world and many find themselves wanting one.”

Mikah smirks and points to the rock on her left ring finger, pointing to the engagement ring that Drake had picked out by himself with no pointers from Mikah.

;;MIKAH  â€œLike this one.”

Mikah holds her left hand out and tilts her head to the side, admiring her own wedding ring and wedding band set.

;;MIKAH  â€œIt’s what most women aim for in a relationship; a diamond that they can call their own.  MOst people expect a diamond to be beautiful, exceptional beyond compare.  But you?  You aren’t either.  It might not mean much to you but to a lot of people, it does.”

She reaches out and pushes her blonde locks behind her shoulders and flashes the camera a pretty smile.

;;MIKAH  â€œLooks are the first thing people see.  Your appearance can tell them all they need to know within the first five minutes of meeting.  You might see this as me being vain, but this is me stating the truth of today’s society.  Do you think anybody actually gives a fuck about you or your accomplishments?”

She raises an eyebrow and looks at the camera and rolls her eyes.

;;MIKAH  â€œOr what you claim to have accomplished, anyways.  People are going to like whatever today’s society tells them to like because most people don’t have a fucking opinion for themselves.  They want to be the next Britney Spears or Christina Aguilera and so they will buy whatever beauty tool there is to make them feel as pretty as the next big icon but you, you don’t seem to care about your appearance.  And maybe that’s okay but it’s not going to win you any brownie points anywhere.  Of course, we also have to take in the fact that this is the wrestling world, and society doesn’t have as much effect on us.  But you can ask around and see what a lot of the young girls want to be in the wrestling world.  Most of them will say fierce, strong, and beautiful.  Beauty is always going to be a part of the world and you should learn to move along with it.”

She shrugs her shoulders before leaning back for a moment or two.

;;MIKAH  â€œYou and I are different people, Diamond.  I’m better than you and I’m prettier than you will ever be.  You can say how I’m not motivated and that I’m the same old person I’ve always been.  And that I’m not a good champion and whatever else it is that will come out of your mouth because it doesn’t matter.  You do not matter.”

She draws her lips into a thing line for a moment as she gives the camera a blank, bored look.

;;MIKAH  â€œWhen I think about facing you, Diamond, I don’t find any excitement in the match up.  I don’t think that this match is going to be anything other than just an ordinary match.  There’s no flair, no luster between us that could ever make this match anything more than just a plain jane match.  And that’s fine, every now and then, I do like to compete in simple matches with no real direction.  It reminds myself that I am better and that I am the Bombshell Champion for a reason.”

Another smirk slides across her face.

;;MIKAH  â€œAnd maybe I haven’t been around for the past couple of weeks but I’m going to be there on Sunday.  And I’m going to be the biggest thorn in your side.  You aren’t going to walk away with the win as easily as you think that you are.  OR maybe you realize just what you are getting yourself into because getting into a match with the Bombshell champion isn’t something somebody should take lightly.  But I don’t know how you think because I don’t care about you.  I don’t care to know you as a person or as a competitor, I only care to get this match over with in a hurry on Sunday.  To prove that I’m the better out of the both of us, win or lose.  Because when I go home with the Bombshell Championship, that always means that I’m the best Bombshell on the roster.”

She winks at the camera.

;;MIKAH  â€œIt also means that your Bombshell Internet Championship doesn’t mean shit.  That you’re worthless and replaceable.  Do you honestly think that you’re the only person that can hold the Bombshell Internet Championship?  I held it, Devona is the one that took it from me in September--a lot of good that did her, she didn’t hold it for very long, now did she?”

Mikah simply rolls her eyes in disgust at the thought of it.

;;MIKAH  â€œYou continue to hold the Bombshell Internet Championship, because that’s all you’re worthy of as a competitor.  You hold onto that championship with your grimy little hands because I don’t think anybody else cares to want it.  Not with the company closing its doors in January.”

She takes a heavy breath and slowly lets it out.

;;MIKAH  â€œSeveral people have asked me about my thoughts and my feelings about the news of the pending closure of SCW.  They’ve also asked what my plans are after the doors are closed and there are no more Climax Controls or supershows to attend and compete in.  But the fact is, I don’t have a plan for when the time comes that SCW is done.  I don’t think I’ll go anywhere for awhile, or at all actually.  Maybe Drake and I will have that baby that we have been talking about for over a year now.  Or maybe I’ll just enjoy having all the sex with Drake that I can since I will be home more often.  And as for my feelings…”

She bites her bottom lip, thinking about how she felt.

;;MIKAH  â€œIt sucks.  Because I’ve been here three years now.  I’ve accomplished a lot in three years and while Mercedes Vargas will remind you that I’m not a Grand Slam Champion, I still do hold the record for holding the Bombshell Championship for a recording breaking nine months.  And that record will not be broken and that makes me smile on the inside because it will always be there.  And while I may not have been the first Bombshell Champion, I’m going to make sure that I’m the last Bombshell Champion that Sin City Wrestling has.  I’m not going to leave this company just because it’s going to close in a month or so.  I’m here to the end, no matter what.  And no matter how I feel about it.  How shitty it makes me feel or how sad, I’m here.  Because SCW deserves a Bombshell Champion like myself…. As for you Diamond…”

Mikah looks arounds.

;;MIKAH  â€œMaybe you should learn how to shine bright like a diamond.  You already have your next career move in mind.  You know what you’re doing after SCW closes its doors and that’s okay for you but I will not plan anything until then.  I will not sign another company’s contract until SCW is done for sure.  I am SCW exclusive, even in the last weeks.”

She gives the camera a real, actual smile.  The one she doesn’t share with many people but she lets the cameraman capture it.

;;MIKAH  â€œI know that you’ve done all the preparing that you can do.  And that you’re ready for Sunday.  But I just hope that you know exactly what you’re getting yourself into come Sunday because whether I win or lose, I am still better than you.  Because even the best lose sometimes.”

She winks at the camera.

;;MIKAH  â€œSee you soon.”

She stands up and looks at the camera.  She adjusts her championship on her shoulder, admiring it once more in front of the camera before looking back up at the camera.

;;MIKAH  â€œCiao.”

 
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<text align=right><p align=”Right”> "BLOG POST."
LOCATION: OAK BROOK, ILLINOIS.
DAYS UNTIL CLIMAX CONTROL:7
EXCITEMENT LEVEL: LOW
SCENE i
REC•

SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 5, 2017
7:30 A.M.

DEAR FANS,
I’ve held my championship a grand total of SEVEN days now.  Just 358 more to go and then I will be one step closer to having a baby!  That is my goal that I have set for myself: to hold the championship for an entire year and then retire.  And what will I do after I retire you ask?  Have a baby with none other than my husband.  I know that doesn’t seem like that long of a time to set a record and break my old record, but it’s longer than what I’ve done before.  And once I’ve set my mind to something, there is usually nothing that can change it.

But let’s talk about how I beat Mercedes Vargas at High Stakes VII, shall we?  Let’s talk about the defeat that she faced at my hands.  And this time, she has nobody to blame but herself.  She was the one that removed the cover from the turnbuckle to attempt to use that against me.  It wasn’t my fault that she didn’t think things through before she acted.  Maybe if she hadn’t have been so naive, she might still be champion today but let’s face it, she’s not as good as I am and I think she knows that.

I have been in the company since November of 2014.  And Mercedes and I have faced each other multiple times and there has not been one time that she’s won.  Is that a little daunting?  I would think so.  Maybe it’s the one thing that eats at her, chewing at her soul and driving her crazy because she knows that she can’t beat me or hack it in a wrestling ring.  She thinks that because she’s the only one left in SCW that was apart of the Mean Girls that she’s worth something.  However, I won’t go into that right now because her being a former Mean Girl is completely irrelevant.  Because what she achieved while in the Mean Girls will always be tainted with how stupid the group really was.

And yes, I haven’t been that successful in being in a group.  Every group that I’ve been apart of has fallen apart at the seams but it never seems to be me that is falling apart.  I’m usually the one that is winning and while the Black Sheep weren’t as successful as I would have liked, they were better than whatever the name of that first group I was apart of was.  But being apart of groups that disband so quickly has only helped me realize that I’m stronger on my own and that I really don’t need somebody to back me up.  Other than maybe a friend here or there but I don’t need a group of people to support me.

If there was one thing I’d really like to know, it would be about Mercedes having such a sucky singles career compared to her tag team career.  It’s just weird to me and I haven’t figured out why anybody wouldn’t figure out how to be a singles competitor first and then learn to rely on another person for a win.  I have never been apart of a successful tag team.  Obviously excluding the time I teamed with Kristopher Ryans.  That is clearly a different story.

Now to my fans.  I know most of us haven’t seen eye to eye for my entire SCW career but I promise you this: I’m going to be the best damned Bombshell Champion that SCW has ever seen.  There are people like Mercedes Vargas that are going to try their best to dethrone me or discredit my previous reign but they will be showing their true color: green.  They will all be green with envy.  Because once again, after I prove that I’m worthy to be the face of this company, they will realize that they have something to fear other than alcohol.

People have forgotten just who I am and who I am in that ring and what I can do.  I know I haven’t been at my best lately but I can promise you that that’s about to change.  Everybody is going to remember just exactly what I can do in that ring and I will have no mercy for people anymore.  You think I was hard to beat before, you haven’t seen anything yet.  This is going to be such a fun time for the SCW universe.

I know that most people are going to see me as flakey for awhile because that’s how I was as the Bombshell Internet Champion.  I clearly did NOT care about that championship but this...this is different.  THIS is the Bombshell Championship and I am tired of seeing it flip flop back and forth because none of those girls in the back want to prove how worthy they are to even be employed here.  It’s time to restore the Bombshell Championship back to what it’s supposed to be.  

I’ve already sanitized it and sterilized it several times to remove the prints of those before me because let’s face it, they all pale in comparison to me.  Plus, I wanted to make it look better.  I know I’ve already done that by taking it away from Mercedes.  But this time, it’s not going anywhere anytime soon.  And with Mercedes getting her rematch this Sunday, that means after she loses she goes back to the back of the line where she fucking belongs.  Excuse my language, but she’s had enough worthless shots at MY championship and she needs to learn where she belongs.

The era of free shots at the Bombshell Championship is over.  It’s done with.  Because that is not how a company should run their Bombshell division.  Sin City Wrestling should be the BEST and handing out free shots isn’t something that I would consider the best.  Those girls need to prove that they want this belt and that they’ve earned every step of the way that it takes them to get to me and to get a shot at my championship because if they are ever to take the belt away from me, it should be earned.  So they can feel a sense of pride inside of themselves and so that none of the tramps can discredit their championship reign like they did to mine and still do.

It’s time to RISE up and show everybody just why SCW has the best female wrestling division around.  And if we are to do that, we have to prove that we don’t just hand out championship shots like it’s Halloween.   Granted, I am the best that they’ve got right now and my championship proves just that.  I know that it’s a high expectations for the Jessie Salcos of the company, but I don’t think it’s too much to expect out of a competitor, right?  

I once set the measuring stick for ALL Bombshells on the roster to measure up to.  A stick where almost every single one of them couldn’t simply measure up to.  There were two or three that came close but in the end, they just couldn’t hack it.  Maybe I set the bar too high and maybe the Bombshells that are signed to compete now-a-days are different.  Maybe they don’t care about lengthy championship runs but more numbers to add to their list.  I might have the wrong belief, but I am more about a quality run than holding the Championship more than so many times.  Because what does that say about you as a competitor, if you only hold the championship for a measly thirty-five day reign?  How you choose to present yourself in a wrestling ring and how you choose to defend a championship will say a lot about you and your character.  It’s time that people realize just what type of person I am.

I have never claimed to be a good person but I am a good wrestler.  I have proven that no matter how I act on Twitter or backstage, that I can handle it in the ring.  It doesn’t matter whether I win or lose, everybody knows what I can do in that ring and how I get things done.  Some people try to pull me apart and tear me down with their words because of their envy but I will always have the last laugh.

I’ve had a whole repertoire of emotions over the past seven days and I have tried to put them into words multiple times.  But it’s just too hard to label those emotions.  There has been moments of happiness and moments where I was too amazed to believe that it had actually happened.  I had been on the fence about whether or not it was going to happen and I had been a bundle of nerves the day of the show but in the end, I took home the gold and Mercedes went home empty handed.  It was always my intention of going home with the championship belt and I had promised that I was going to do just that.  And now, I have to defend it against the same person that I took it from.

Which brings me to the other problem on Sunday...Alice Knight and her ridiculous dress code.  I’m not sure what happened to her as a child but you can bet that there are some screws loose up there.  What is she thinking?  Requiring people such as myself to compete in dresses and such?  Does she not realize how hazardous that is?  People could trip and land on their faces or their opponents could use the dresses to their advantage.  Did she not think things through?  I don’t quite understand.  However, I will be showing up to the arena in a dress but I will not[ be competing in a dress.

I think this Alice person is a looney tune.  She has weird ideas and yet, here she is sticking her nose in the main event because she’s “queen” for a day.  And that’s fine, but she better not mess with the outcome of my match.  I will not be cheating to win because I’m tired of Mercedes whining and bitching about the only way I can beat her is by cheating.  This time, the bitch is gonna realize just exactly why I win every time that she and I are booked I win.

I don’t know how much clearer I can make it for her.  I don’t know how to make her see that I’m just better than she is in every single way that there is.  She will try to talk me down, tell everybody how I’m not that good and whatever else she typically says but what she doesn’t know is that we already know that she doesn’t think I’m worthy to do anything in the company.  But don’t worry, Mercedes, after I break my record with this championship, I’ll take a year and a half off  and you’ll be free of me for a while.  However, that doesn’t mean that you’ll get to hold this championship.  But let’s face it, once I’m not around, this belt will go to trash.

I know that everybody is looking forward to Sunday and I can only hope that the impotent referee can actually do her job.  Hope you all tune in on Sunday to see me defend my championship properly and show these girls how it’s done.

Ciao
Mikah

<text align=right> <p align=”Right”> "A LITTLE SHOPPING.."
LOCATION: CHICAGO, ILLINOIS.
DAYS UNTIL CLIMAX CONTROL:5
EXCITEMENT LEVEL: LOW
SCENE ii
REC•

TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 7, 2017
2:45 P.M.

Drake sighs as his wife drags him into yet another store in the windy city.  She had been shopping since early that morning, looking for the perfect dress for her promo.  She had found the dress she was going to wear to the show but of course that hadn’t satisfied her need for her promo that she needed to film.  Drake had tried to convince her that it was fine, that the one dress would work for both but she had only shot him a glare and he quickly stopped talking about.

::DRAKE  â€œCan’t I just go to the bar and you finish shopping?”

Mikah shoots him a look.

;;MIKAH  â€œDo you want to find your own way home, Drake?”

He sighs and shoves his hands into his pockets and watches as she rummages through the rack of dresses.  He didn’t bother telling her that she shouldn’t spend a lot of money on a dress that she was probably going to only wear once.  Maybe twice, if she felt like it.

::DRAKE  â€œI just don’t see the point in spending money on two dresses that you will only wear once, babe.  Maybe you should just..”

He stops talking when he sees the look that his wife gives him.  He lashes her a smile and she just smiles back at him before continuing to look through the dresses.  She had a certain one in mind but she was having a hard time finding the one she wanted to use.

;;MIKAH  â€œYou don’t understand, babe!  I have to have two different dresses!  I just have to!”

There was a tone of urgency to her voice, a tone that Drake didn’t quite understand but he didn’t want to push her too much.  He was after all doing most of what she asked and giving an opinion when she needed one.  And he couldn’t deny that she did look good in the dress she was going to wear to the show, it hugged her curves and was just short enough that it would make people want to see more.

;;MIKAH  â€œI don’t mind being an outfit repeater or whatever.  But I want two different dresses.  For different reasons!”

She looks at him and he just shakes his head at her.  He wouldn’t try to understand her reasons but he would try his best to be supportive of her and her choices.

::DRAKE  â€œOkay babe.  Whatever you say.”

He grabs her and pulls her into him and kisses the top of her head to give her that reassurance.  She giggles a bit before pushing him away from her to continue looking.

;;MIKAH  â€œI know it’s silly, okay?  You’re a guy, you don’t need multiple wardrobe changes.  YOU have it easy.   Run a comb through your hair and you’re good whereas I have to work to get any tangle out.  A tangle that you probably caused.”

She winks at him and he laughs before shaking his head.

::DRAKE  â€œYou can’t deny that you enjoyed it because you were pretty loud about it.”

Clearly neither of them cared that the people around them could hear their conversation and very well knew what they meant.  Both of them were okay with the PDA that they liked to show and Mikah appeared to be the only one that ever blushed at any comment.

;;MIKAH  â€œI don’t remember you being so quiet, Mister Green.”

She gives him a look as she rummages through another rack of dresses and pouts just a little when she doesn’t find one that she likes.  Drake watches her with amusement written all over his face.  While he found it a little crazy that she needed two dresses that were more than likely going to be pretty similar, it was fun to watch her shop.

::DRAKE  â€œLet me guess...we’re going to go to another store?”

Mikah flashes him a bright smile and nods her head and pokes him on the tip of his nose.

;;MIKAH  â€œYes, we are.  You just don’t understand babe, I have this idea in my head and I’m not about to be  the one that doesn’t come prepared.  Alice Knight is clearly mentally unstable but she has it in her head that we all need to dress up backstage and compete in the same attire that we wore.  I’m not sure that she’s mentally fit to be apart of SCW but hey, I’m not the boss.”

Mikah rolls her eyes in sheer annoyance as they walk out of the store, heading to another one.  Drake, who hadn’t paid much attention to SCW in the past couple of months or so, just nods his head, not sure what she was talking about or who she was talking about but he was going to agree nonetheless.

::DRAKE  â€œMaybe you should just do what she’s asked?”

Mikah stops abruptly and turns to look at her husband, her eyes narrowed a little bit.  She places her hands on her hips and he just looks at her, sort of smirking at her.

;;MIKAH  â€œExc-use me?”

She raises an eyebrow at him.

;;MIKAH  â€œWhat did you just say to me, Drake?”

::DRAKE  â€œMaybe you should do as she’s asked?”

Mikah scoffs and shakes her head at her oblivious husband.  She understands that he doesn’t pay attention to SCW programming but she hadn’t thought he’d be this oblivious.

;;MIKAH  â€œNo!   I will not just do as she asked!  I am the Bombshell Champion and I should not have to participate in such stupid shit.  Like seriously?  She thinks she’s going to make me compete in a fucking dress?  She has another thing coming.”

Drake just chuckles, half enjoying seeing his wife all flustered about the situation at hand.  He couldn’t deny that she looked hot when angry but he didn’t want to be on the receiving end of that anger.

::DRAKE  â€œIt’s not that bad is it?”

Mikah gives her husband a steely look and crosses her arms loosely over her chest.

;;MIKAH  â€œOf course you would say that because if you were booked to compete, you’d just have to wrestle in a tuxedo, which is totally NOT fair to the Bombshells.  I know you don’t understand how hard it is to compete in a dress because you’ve never worn a dress in your life but it’s not even fun to walk around backstage in one.  Especially if it’s short, you’re constantly trying to make sure the skirt of the dress is down enough to cover your butt.  And then there’s the heels.  She seriously can’t expect people to compete in heels, can see?  And don’t say that one could wear their wrestling boots because that would just look hideous.”

Drake takes a deep breath and just shakes his head at his wife, unsure of what he was supposed to say. He knew that his wife had her own opinion on how things should be done but sometimes, he felt that she was too stubborn and had always had her own mind made up on how she was going to do things.  He feared for when they had a baby.

::DRAKE  â€œBut it’s just one match.  Couldn’t you just wrestle barefoot?”

Mikah lets out an exasparated noise and gives her husband a slightly dirty look.

;;MIKAH  â€œNo!  That is so unsanitary and gross!  Why would I ever wrestle barefoot in a SCW ring?!  Especially when my match is the main event?!  That is so many people before me that’s competed and who knows what sort of germs and diseases they have!  I am not getting sick because Alice Knight is mentally unstable!”

She doesn’t give him a chance to respond this time and turns around and walks toward the next store that they were going to go into.  He sighs and runs a hand through his hair before following his wife, not wanting to hear her little rant about Alice Knight again.  He stays pretty quiet, watching as she looks through the racks and racks of dresses to find the right one for her promo.  Mikah doesn’t really look at him, still flustered that he would even think of asking her to just get along with the person.  And even though those weren’t the words he’d used, it was essentially what he had meant by them.  She glances at him, shooting him dirty looks every now and then to let him know that she wasn’t entirely happy with him.

::DRAKE  â€œStop giving me dirty looks.  It’s not my fault that you can’t play well with others.”

;;MIKAH  â€œIt’s not my fault that you don’t understand.”

She didn’t care if she was snapping at him or being a bitch either.  She was now in a foul mood.  How dare her husband say that she should just do what is asked of her by an unstable woman who doesn’t even hold rank in the company except for this card!  It was ridiculous that he wasn’t on her side and she wasn’t about to give in and let him win the argument either.

::DRAKE  â€œYou can’t be mad at me for just suggesting that.  I wasn’t telling you to do it, I was only suggesting that you try to get along with this Alice Knght person.  Isn’t she in charge?”

Mikah rolls her eyes in sheer annoyance as she looks around the store.  Drake follows her, not letting her go.

::DRAKE  â€œYou know, she’s not even your opponent.  You shouldn’t even be remotely worried about her.”

Mikah turns to face him, narrowing her eyes at him.

;;MIKAH  â€œAnd I should be worried about Mercedes Vargas?”

He shoves his hands in his pockets of his jeans once more and gives her a look of his own.

::DRAKE  â€œShe is the one you’re in the match with.  She is the one that could take your freshly won championship away from you.”

Mikah purses her lips together, thinking about what Drake was saying.  He was right and she knew that but she still wasn’t happy that she had to wear a dress backstage; she didn’t like being told what she could or couldn’t wear.  This wasn’t a boarding school.

;;MIKAH  â€œI’ve beaten Mercedes plenty of times, I know what to expect from her.  This Alice Knight is the special guest referee...I’m more worried about her screwing me over so that Mercedes can easily get the championship again.”

Drake watches his wife as she looks at a bright red dress and shakes her head no and place it back on the rod.

::DRAKE  â€œWhat happens if you do lose, babe?  What’s your plan then?”

;;MIKAH  â€œI’ll be done with SCW.  For a long time, anyways.  Long enough for us to have a baby, spend time with the baby, and for me to train back into shape.  We can actually have the family that we have been wanting for a while.”

She smiles softly at him.  They had talked and talked about having a baby but for some reason, Mikah just couldn’t pull the trigger and stop taking her birth control.  She didn’t know if she could give up wrestling for over a year.  She didn’t know if she could stay away from the business but she was going to try.

;;MIKAH  â€œYou still do want a baby with me, don’t you?”

She turns her attention to Drake for a moment.

::DRAKE  â€œOf course but I want you to be happy too, babe.  I don’t want you to give up wrestling for over a year if you don’t want to.  I want you to be the one to say that you want to take an extended break to have a child; I don’t want to be the one pressuring you into it.”

Mikah looks at him, her eyes looking into his and she smiles.

;;MIKAH  â€œWell, if I lose on Sunday, we can start trying for a baby on Monday.”

She winks at him before turning back to the racks of clothes.  He watches her and chuckles as she continues to move through the dresses pretty quickly.  He watches her look over each dress with a look of disgust or wonder on her face.  He knew that she had some idea in her head and until she found the perfect dress, their time in the stores wasn’t going to be done.

::DRAKE  â€œIt’s very unlikely that you’re going to lose, babe.  But we can try for a baby even if you don’t lose.  Practice makes perfect, you know.”

He winks at her and she giggles at him, her cheeks flushing a pink color.  He smiles, enjoying the look of her brightly flushed cheeks.  He hadn’t realized that their relationship was still pretty new, almost two years into it.  They were both surprised at how well marriage suited the two of them as a couple.

;;MIKAH  â€œWe practice all the time, we’ve almost mastered it.”

He laughs a little and shakes his head.  He couldn’t deny that that was true; they were pretty good at it but he didn’t know how long it would take for her to get pregnant.

::DRAKE  â€œNah, we might be pretty damned good at it but it doesn’t mean that we’ve mastered it.  There’s always some sort of room for improvement, right?”

He winks at her and pulls her hips into him, her back pressing against his chest briefly.

;;MIKAH  â€œI don’t know how many more times we can practice in a day, babe.  There has to be some time for sleep and for Leighton, you know.”

::DRAKE  â€œShe’s gone eight hours of the day, we can squeeze some practice in there.”

He leans his head down and plants a soft, sensual kiss on the side of her neck and she stops looking through the dresses to let him, leaning back against him.  She takes a deep breath as the kiss sends sparks of lust through her veins.  It was becoming very hard not to pull him into the dressing room to practice some more but she didn’t want to get arrested for lewd acts or whatever it would be called.

;;MIKAH  â€œDon’t we already do that?”

He nods his head, his arms encircling her waist and pulling her butt into him even more.

::DRAKE  â€œMm-hmm…”

He kisses along her neck again.  Both of them were very aware that they were in public but neither of them cared at the moment.  She takes a deep breath and tries to calm the thoughts that were stirring around in her brain.  They couldn’t do that right now, she had a dress to find and then she had shoes to find to match the dress she’s envisioned in her head.  Maybe they could pull off onto a side road on the way home but she had to focus on the task at hand.

;;MIKAH  â€œBabe...you know I would love to do that right now...but I have to find the dress.”

Drake mumbles a quick, “mhm” as his lips work against her neck.

;;MIKAH  â€œBabe...I’m serious!  I promise we can do something a little dirty on the way home if you let me find my dress.”

He reluctantly lets go of his wife, a pout present on his face but he knew that she had to get her jobs done or she’d be in a pissy mood later.  He shoves his hands in his pockets once he removed them from her waist.

::DRAKE  â€œFine..”

She smiles at him and turns around and places a kiss on his lips and hugs him tightly.

;;MIKAH  â€œYou’re the best, babe.”

He sighs softly before watching as she rummages through the racks of dresses again.  He would help but he didn’t know exactly what she was looking for.  She pays attention to the dresses, aware of her husband’s eyes on her backside as she looks through the dresses to find the one she wanted to wear for her promo.  She had an idea in her head and she wasn’t going to give up on it and she was stubborn, that seemed to help in this case.

;;MIKAH  â€œI love you!”

::DRAKE  â€œI love you too.”

They said it to each other quite frequently, always making sure they said it before going to bed and in the morning as well.  She was getting better at opening up to him about her feelings and anything else that she felt she needed to tell him.  There were times that he had to remind her to open up and not keep it all bottled in but it was definitely better than her marriage to Gavin.  She looks at her husband, smiling warmly at him before she spots a white dress off to the right.  She tilts her head to the side before walking over to it.

;;MIKAH  â€œWhat do you think of this one, babe?”

She pulls the hanger off the rack and holds it out for Drake to see.  It was a floor length gown and had a long slit up the left side.  There was some sort of thin gold ribbon like belt wrapped around the middle and it would show a lot of cleavage.

;;MIKAH  â€œDoes this look like something a Goddess would wear?”

He just shrugs his shoulders, not really knowing the answer to that question.  She looks it over before smirking, knowing that it was exactly what she was looking for.

;;MIKAH  â€œThis is the one.”

<text align=right><p align=”Right”> "THE GODDESS OF WISDOM."
LOCATION: OAK BROOK, ILLINOIS.
DAYS UNTIL CLIMAX CONTROL:2
EXCITEMENT LEVEL: LOW
SCENE iii
REC•

FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 10, 2017
7:30 P.M.

The scene was set up to look like something right out of Athens in Greece.  There was a throne set up that appeared to be made out of white stone, like it would have been made in Greece.  There were some plants set up around it and sitting in the throne was none other than Mikah herself.  She was dressed in a white dress that had some gold ribbon wrapped around the middle and a long slit up the left leg.  It was a throwback to the Greek Goddess, Athena.  Her blonde hair was down in perfect, flawless waves and her make up was done with no mistake on her face.  Her championship was sitting next to her in its own throne.

;;MIKAH  â€œAthena is a very important goddess of many things. She is goddess of wisdom, courage, inspiration, civilization, law and justice, strategic warfare, mathematics, strength, strategy, the arts, crafts, and skill.”

She pauses for a moment, staring at the camera that was recording her little thing.

;;MIKAH  â€œI hope this is dressy enough for you, Alice.”

It wasn’t going to be the dress she was going to wear on Sunday, but she hoped it would do for the promo.

;;MIKAH  â€œI have a lot of attributes that Athena the Goddess of Wisdom herself had.  And I know that I am the one that is going to be ending and winning this war between us, Merce.  Not you because you are not as good as I am, let’s face facts.  Let’s compare all of the attributes that Athena had to the two of us.  Shall we?”

She tilts her head just to the side before smirking.  She holds up one finger, indicating the number one.

;;MIKAH  â€œLet’s start with wisdom…”

She adjusts the top of the dress, making sure that nothing was out of place before smirking at the camera, the smirk coming across very arrogant.

;;MIKAH  â€œWisdom is defined as the quality of having experience, knowledge, and good judgement; the quality of being wise.  Do you think that you have such wisdom, Mercedes?  I would say that you at least have the experience part because you’ve been in SCW longer than anybody I know, excluding the bosses, of course.  But do you have good judgement?”$$

Mikah narrows her eyes a little and purses her lips together.

;;MIKAH  â€œCould you find any good judgement in joining the Mean Girls, Mercedes?  I get that it helped boost your career but it also exed out any chance you ever would get at having some recognition as a decent competitor.  Nobody is ever going to take you seriously and I hope that you realize that.  It’s almost as if you solidified yourself in the same boat as one Jessie Salco.”

A small almost unnoticeable chuckle slips out of her lips.

;;MIKAH  â€œI will at least give you knowledge, Merce.  You do seem to have a lot of knowledge in that big head of yours.  Knowledge that nobody cares about.  Things about the company that some people want to forget or don’t even really care about but yet, here you are to remind people of them.  So, that I will give you but that doesn’t mean you hold a lot of wisdom; some of those facts that are lodged in that cranium of yours are useless.  Just like the way you are in this company.”

She winks at the camera.

;;MIKAH  â€œI don’t think you have any common sense, either which is linked with wisdom.  But then again, there’s a lot of people out there nowadays that don’t have any common sense, so you’d fit right in, something you’ve done all your life.”

She simply shrugs her shoulders before continuing on with the next word that defined Athena.

;;MIKAH  â€œCourage.”

She holds up two fingers, counting them off with just her fingers and silently.

;;MIKAH  â€œCourage, the ability to do something that frightens one.”

She pauses for a minute, letting the definition of the word sink in.

;;MIKAH  â€œThere are some people out there that would say that you have a lot of courage because of the things that you do for the company and for your job.  But I don’t see it that way.  The way you do things shouldn’t be viewed as courage because the things you do are for a show and I don’t believe that you’re as courageous as you would like to think.  You used to hide behind the group that is no more and now, you’re a singles competitor that can’t seem to hack it in a wrestling ring.”

She smirks for a second.

;;MIKAH  â€œMaybe the only part of you that has courage is the part that seems to refuse to quit.  The part that makes you keep coming back again and again for a shot that you don’t deserve.  But where there’s courage, there is sometimes stupidity.  You don’t know when to stop, Mercedes.  You can see that as a strength but I see it as weakness when it comes to you.  I know that you’ll argue against that but the fact of the matter is this, I know that you’re going to come into the match looking to regain the Bombshell Championship and I’m going to know what you’re planning on doing before you even think about doing it.  So maybe you should stop for a moment and think about your options, Merce.”

She reaches up and tucks her hair behind her ear.  Before holding up three fingers.

;;MIKAH  â€œInspiration.”

She smirks again.

;;MIKAH  â€œInspiration, the process of being mentally stimulated to do or feel something.  Especially to do something creative.”

She purses her lips together, thinking about that one.

;;MIKAH  â€œHm.  That’s interesting…”

She tilts her head to the side.

;;MIKAH  â€œMaybe that one is more you because let’s face it, you’d sell your soul to inspire people to watch SCW’s shows.  You seem to have more inspiration for promoting the shows than you do actual competition.  You can promote things better than I can and better than even Christian and Mark!  It’s amazing how you can walk along the beach and read a teleprompter.  So inspirational of you.”

Mikah claps her hands in mock fashion.

;;MIKAH  â€œCivilization.”

She holds up four fingers, looks at them, and then looks back at the camera.

;;MIKAH  â€œCivilization, the stage of human social development and organization that is considered most advanced.”

She raises an eyebrow at that definition.

;;MIKAH  â€œThat too sounds more like you than me but let’s face it, I’m going to be the one that’s going to change the way the locker room works, not you.  You can still try to form groups and friendships and pretend that you have any control left in the Bombshell locker room but it’s not going to change the fact that most people can’t stand your horse face.  It would make people want to leave rather than stay, frankly.”

She shrugs her shoulders.

;;MIKAH  â€œAnd while you’re more social than I am, I prefer to only have a few close friends that I can count on.  I’d rather be careful with who I pick to be around and who to socialize with.  I wouldn’t want to be the one who’s known as a blabber mouth.  Or a gossip.”

She winks at the camera once more.

;;MIKAH  â€œLaw and Justice.”

She holds up five fingers and then six, since it was two words.

;;MIKAH  â€œYou see, as the current reigning Bombshell Champion, I’m going to be the one to set the laws around here. And rightfully so.  I should be the one to be setting the terms up for the others to abide by and by default, I’d be the ones to make sure justice was served properly.  Like, number one contender matches?  They should happen before anybody gets a shot at my championship.  That should be law number one.  However, that clearly isn’t your fault, right Merce?”

She smirks and raises a brow in the camera’s direction.

;;MIKAH  â€œYou’ve just been handed those shots, you clearly didn’t ask for them, right?”

Mikah pouts her lip out a little.

;;MIKAH  â€œYou play the game quite well, Merce.  You know just how to suck up to Mark and Christian to get whatever you want handed to you without having to ask.  It’s quite a talent but how’re your knees?”

Mikah wrinkles her nose at the camera, a smirk playing on her pretty face.

;;MIKAH  â€œThat will be tolerated no more.  Not in the Era of Mikah because you’re going to have to earn your place in this Era.  Plus, I don’t have a dick that you can suck.”

She shrugs a bit before holding up seven fingers.

;;MIKAH  â€œStrategic Warfare.”

Another smirk fires off on Mikah’s face.

;;MIKAH  â€œI’d like to think that this is where I excel at because we all know that when it comes to this?  I’m better.  While you might have the history of the company memorized, I have your number, whether you’d like to admit it or not.”

She just sits there for a second, letting that sink in.

;;MIKAH  â€œYou can sit there and try to think of a way that you can beat me but I’m always going to be one step ahead of you, Merce.  I have your number whether you like it or not and I’m not about to let some tramp like you get the win.  Somebody that thinks they are all high and mighty because of some things they’ve accomplished in SCW.  Quality is always better than quantity, Mercedes.  Remember that because I’m going to beat it into your head come Sunday so it will be the only thing that you do remember when the night is over.  Other than your humiliation, once again.”

She didn’t care.  She simply didn’t care that what she was saying wasn’t exactly nice.

;;MIKAH  â€œMathematics.”

She holds up eight fingers.

;;MIKAH  â€œAgain, this one goes to me.”

She again simply shrugs her shoulders a confident look on her pretty face.

;;MIKAH  â€œMathematics, the abstract science of number, quantity, and space.”

She looks up for a second, thinking or pretending to anyways.

;;MIKAH  â€œAgain, this one goes to me.  You have yet to beat me in any of the times that we’ve faced off, Mercedes.  And I hope that it eats at your soul, tugs at your heart strings because you know in the bottom of your heart that you can’t beat me.  You can try all you want but you know that in that wrestling ring, I’m better than you.  Mathematics doesn’t lie.  History doesn’t lie.”

She smirks again.

;;MIKAH  â€œIt’s the only time where quantity matters.”

She holds up nine fingers, moving on pretty fast.

;;MIKAH  â€œStrength.”

She looks at her fingers as if they had something on them before looking back at the camera.

;;MIKAH  â€œStrength, a good or beneficial quality or attribute of a person or thing.”

Again she lets the weight of her words linger in the few seconds of silence.

;;MIKAH  â€œEach of us have our own strengths, Merce.  Mine just seem to be better than yours and while you’ll argue that I’m wrong, history doesn’t lie.  I know you in the ring, Mercedes.  I know what you’re good at and what you’re not so good at.  So don’t think that I won’t use those to my advantages.  I won’t hesitate to do so, I promise you that.  But you already know that I won’t hesitate, don’t you? When have I ever hesitated in a match where it came to harming my opponent?  Or taking control of the match in any way that is necessary for me to get the win?”

She tilts her head to the side, her eyes still on the camera.

;;MIKAH  â€œYou can hold it against me all you want, it’s a strength.  I can adapt to my surrounds, Mercedes.  Can you?  Can you hold your own against me?  I don’t think so.”

She shakes her head.

;;MIKAH  â€œI don’t think you’re as good as a lot of other people think you are and I don’t think SCW is your number one priority, like you like to claim.”

She shrugs again.

;;MIKAH  â€œIt’s not like you’re expecting anything else.”

She chuckles before leaning back against the back of the throne.

;;MIKAH  â€œStrategy.”

She holds all ten of her fingers up, looking at them and then at the camera.

;;MIKAH  â€œStrategy, a plan of action or policy designed to achieve a major or overall aim.”

She presses her lips together before crossing one leg over the other, slowly.

;;MIKAH  â€œI’m not sure what strategy you’re going to come up with on Sunday, Merce but I know that you’ll have one.  Whether it be taking the cover off the turnbuckle or trying to out smart me, I know you’ll have one.  But here’s a joyful thing about that, Merce, I too will have my own strategy and you can bet that it’s going to be better than yours.  You think that just because you’ve been in hundreds of matches in SCW that you’re more important than me but this championship..”

She points to the belt that was still sitting pretty next to her.

;;MIKAH  â€œThis championship proves that I’m the most important Bombshell that SCW has on the roster right now.  Not you.  Do you think that they would offer you more money to come back if you left?  No, I don’t think so but if I left with the Bombshell Championship, you can almost guarantee that they’d be knocking at my door, begging me to resign my contract or bring the belt back.  There’s no saying what they wouldn’t do to have me back.  You, however are interchangeable with any of those bimbos in the back.  Easily.  You’re nothing special, you’re not even that great to look at so, I’m not sure why they keep you around.  But alas, that is not my concern at the moment.”

She pushes her hair out of her face and pauses, before shrugging as she can’t hold her fingers up for numbers anymore.

;;MIKAH  â€œThe arts.”

She pauses, frowning.

;;MIKAH  â€œI am not sure how this one relates to either of us because wrestling is an art of itself and we both wrestle.  I am clearly better than you but I already know that.”

She smirks.

;;MIKAH  â€œThe craft…”

She looks at the camera, staying silent for a minute.

;;MIKAH  â€œBoth of us work on our skills, which would also be called our craft.  And we do whatever it takes to make sure that we’re on top of the world or at least, I’ve done that.  I can’t say that Mercedes has done that because her history of losing championships after just barely fifty days is lengthy.  I can’t even track how many times she’s lost a championship after a month and I don’t think I want to, either.  That’s not the problem.  The problem is the fact that she walks around backstage like she owns the place, which she doesn’t.”

Mikah makes a face.

;;MIKAH  â€œJust the way she struts around, pretending like she’s important is laughable.  It’s like she wants people to believe that her shit doesn’t stink.  But we all know that she’s just like everybody else and not important.”

She stands up, letting the dress fall down over her legs as she does so.  She reaches over and grabs the championships and stares at it before kissing the nameplate where her name was etched onto.

;;MIKAH  â€œThis is mine, Mercedes.”

She looks at the camera, a dead serious look in her eyes and on her face.

;;MIKAH  â€œYou said you weren’t going anywhere and that you wanted your rematch.  Fine, nobody expected you to go anywhere.  You’re like the canker sore of the company that just won’t go away.  I didn’t expect you to leave but after Sunday, after I retain my championship you will be going to the back of the line and waiting your fucking turn just like you should have in the first place.  And you wanted this rematch, so you got it.  You’re getting it on Sunday and this is the only one you’re going to get.”

She looks hard at the camera, staring into for a moment.

;;MIKAH  â€œYou can say that I cheated to win this championship but who’s fault was it that the turnbuckle was exposed?”

Mikah raises an eyebrow.

;;MIKAH  â€œYours, of course.  You only have yourself to blame, Merce.  You exposed the turnbuckle, causing the strings to hang down.  So what did you expect me to do?”

She raises an eyebrow as another arrogant smirk crosses her face.

;;MIKAH  â€œSure, I could have left them alone…”

She shrugs nonchalantly.

;;MIKAH  â€œBut then, how would that teach you a lesson?  I used those strings to teach you a lesson.  I am an extreme opportunist.  Every match we’ve been in, you should have learned that by now.  Especially when it comes to matches with you, because it seems to bug you even more that people interfere in your matches against me.  I am not going to play nice with you because you don’t seem to understand that I’m going to take advantage of any opportunity that I get.  You’ve lost every match that we’ve been in and every ending has had some sort of strife at the end and it always had to do with you, not me.  It is not my fault that Veronica Taylor interfered in the one match, that was because of you.  She had a bone to pick with you, not me.  And then when that music played in the one match of ours?  Guess what, that person had an issue with you again and not me.  So do you see the pattern here, Mercedes?”

She rolls her eyes.

;;MIKAH  â€œEverything that has happened at the end of our matches has to do with you and not me.  You sticking your pug nose into everybody else’s business and not letting things go.  You being a smug, annoying, trifling bitch that doesn’t know when to give up.  But go ahead, Mercedes, blame those things that you caused on me.  It’s not like I would expect anything different from you.”

Mikah shrugs her shoulders and flips her hair over one of her shoulders.

;;MIKAH  â€œAnd then there’s this Alice Knight in our match as the special guest referee because she’s the “queen” for a day or whatever.  Don’t think I don’t realize what you’re doing, Alice.  You’re putting yourself in the main event so you can get close to the Bombshell Championship.  I’m not stupid nor am I naive, take a fucking number and wait in line.  If you get in my way Alice, I will end you.  I’m not afraid of you or whatever it is you have planned.  You have to earn your shot just like everybody else.  Oh and Alice?”

She pauses before looking directly at the camera.

;;MIKAH  â€œYou might be the Queen for a Day but I’m the fucking Queen Bitch and you will realize that if you mess things up for me.”

She didn’t care if it was a threat, she wanted Alice to know she meant business.

;;MIKAH  â€œNow Mercedes, let’s not pretend that you’re going to win because we all know that you’re not.  I’m going to walk into the arena with the championship in my possession and I’m going to leave with it in my possession, there’s no option for you to ever walk out of the arena within your possession.  I want you to realize that right here and right now.  This is mine and I’m going to prove to you just why I am the best Bombshell in the company.  I have this to back me up.”

She raises the championship in the air, looking up at it for a moment before looking at the camera, the smirk spreading across her face.

;;MIKAH  â€œI hope you’re ready for another humiliating loss, Mercedes.”

She winks at the camera.

;;MIKAH  â€œCiao.”

 
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<text align=right> <p align=”Right”> "LIFE’S A ZOO."
LOCATION: MELBOURNE, AUSTRALIA.
DAYS UNTIL HIGH STAKES VII:6
EXCITEMENT LEVEL: LOW
SCENE i
REC•

WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 25, 2017
8:45 am

She was a bad mom or according to the other parents that sent their kids to the same school that Mikah had chosen for Leighton back in Oak Brook.  She had heard the gossip around when she had picked Leighton up from her friend’s house late Friday night.  She hadn’t expected to hear such backlash from one of Leighton’s friend’s mother.  But yet, she had.  The mother had chastised her about how irresponsible it was to take Leighton out of school for a week to take her to Australia with her and Drake.  That Leighton should be in school because that’s where a child should be. It didn’t help that Mikah had simply said:

”My daughter is at the top of her class; she can afford to take a week off.  Unlike your daughter.

She had reacted on impulse, without thinking about the consequences her words had on Leighton at the school.  She had told Drake about what had happened and he had chuckled and shook his head at her antics.  She didn’t understand how people could be so nosy.   What right did they have to tell her what she could and couldn’t do with her daughter?  There was no rule that they couldn’t take a family vacation when she felt the need to.  She was Leighton’s mother and could make whatever choice she wanted for her daughter. And her daughter had been overjoyed about going to Australia for ten days or so.

What that mom hadn’t known was that Mikah had been prepared for this and had made sure that Leighton was up to date on her current homework and had gotten the homework done from the week she was going to miss when being in Australia.

≤≥LEIGHTON  â€œMom!  Are you ready?!”

She blinks a few times as she looks at her reflection before smiling as she puts the lid back on eyeliner.  She runs her middle finger along the edge of her bottom lip, wiping any smudged lipstick off of her skin as her twelve year old daughter comes bounding into the bathroom in the hotel suite she’d booked for them.

≤≥LEIGHTON  â€œMom!  Drake and I are ready to go...are you?!”

Mikah turns her attention to Leighton and nods her head, smiling at the twelve year old.  She looked so much like Christian, it was insane.  Mikah had to stop herself from even going there; not wanting to ruin the day with her roller coaster of emotions.

;;MIKAH     “Of course.  Just had to finish up.”

She watches as Leighton turns around, heading to the door of the hotel room to leave.  Mikah takes a deep breath as she grabs her purse and cell phone before following behind the young girl.  Sometimes, it amazed her to think that she had  been blessed with such a well rounded child.  She had been certain that she would have gotten a difficult child but instead, she got a sweet hearted little girl that was growing up to be a kind young lady.  She must have more of Christian’s DNA in her than mine.  The thought had come out of nowhere but it brought a smile to her face as she thinks about it and decides that it must be true.  She hadn’t been a well rounded child or even a nice girl.  But then again, when you go through what she went through, there hadn’t been any other way that she could have dealt with what happened to her other than the way that she had.

::DRAKE    â€œReady to see an Australian zoo, babe?”

Her husband’s voice brings her out of her thoughts and she nods her head, a pretty smile on her face.  She wondered if he ever wanted the people she worked with to see this side of her; the true side that she didn’t dare let too many people see.  Drake, Leighton, and Kris were the only three people alive that got to see her vulnerable side.  She had thought about opening up and letting people in but she couldn’t, it was too risky.

;;MIKAH     “Yes, of course.  Maybe we can take an otter home.”

She winks at her daughter as Drake rolls his eyes at his wife’s need to tease him with the thought of owning their own zoo.  He personally thought that four dogs were too much but Mikah had insisted that four wasn’t nearly enough but he hadn’t allowed her to get another puppy.  Maverick, Luna, Hannah, and Dexter were enough.  He didn’t want to tell her but he knew that she loved Maverick and Dexter the most as they got the most attention. Luna and Hannah were more Leighton’s dogs and Drake had noticed how well the young girl was with them.  He, however, was put in charge of Maverick and Dexter when he was home and his wife wasn’t.  He did it because he loved his wife and knew that she’d be devastated if anything had happened to them.

::DRAKE    â€œNow for the taxi ride.”

Mikah offers him a smile, sliding her hand into his as they walk down the hallway, hearing their door lock behind them as it shuts.

;;MIKAH     “I wonder how many of my co-workers we will see at the zoo.”

::DRAKE    â€œHopefully none of them.”

Mikah gives Drake a look.  She understood what he meant to a point; he wasn’t employed by SCW and he wasn’t wanting to have anything to do with the company.  She secretly suspected that it had to do more with the fact that he thought it would suck him back in and he was enjoying being retired.  She didn’t blame him; she often thought about what it would feel like to be done competing but she couldn’t ever pull the plug.  She knew that she would miss it too much.

;;MIKAH     “It’s a big zoo; even if people from SCW are there, what’s the chance that we’ll actually see them?”

She smiles at him before leaning over and kissing his cheek softly, her lips lingering against his skin.  Leighton just rolls her eyes as she presses the down button to the elevator.  She was at that age where seeing her mother and her step-father show affection was either gross or annoying.  Sometimes both.

≤≥LEIGHTON  â€œCould you two like not do that in public?”

Mikah frowns at Leighton before leaning up and kissing Drake full on the mouth.  She wasn’t going to let her daughter tell her that she couldn’t kiss her husband in public.  She had to have rules and Leighton knew the rules.

;;MIKAH     “Leighton Emily, your mother has shown this sort of affection to Drake since I started dating him.  And I’ve kissed you in public before.”

Leighton just sighs and shrugs her shoulders.

≤≥LEIGHTON  â€œElla’s parents don’t show nearly as much affection as you and Drake do.  Isn’t that more normal?”

Mikah frowns at Leighton and sighs before running a hand through her blonde hair, that was pulled back into a messy bun on top of her head.  She hadn’t realized that Leighton had spent a lot of time at Ella’s house that she was starting to recognize the different dynamics between Ella’s parents and Leighton’s parents.

;;MIKAH     “Well, each couple is different, Leigh.  You know that.  Maybe Ella’s parents don’t like to show that sort of stuff in front of their kids, I however believe differently.  I think that you should see how much love I have for Drake and how much love Drake has for me so that when you get older, you know exactly what to look for in a relationship.”

They step into the elevator and Mikah can see her explanation resonate with Leighton.  She smiles before pulling Leighton in and hugging her, kissing the top of her head.  She wanted Leighton to have a completely normal life but how could Leighton’s life be so normal when her mother was a wrestler?  And decently known, if not well known?  It usually plagued her mind, wandering in and out of her brain as if it was that easy to explain.

≤≥LEIGHTON  â€œOh.  I guess I have never thought about it like that.”

It was a blanket statement and Mikah smiles at her daughter before smiling up at her husband.  She was starting not to care if she wasn’t as successful in SCW as long as she had her parenting with Leighton right.  She didn’t want Leighton to hate her, not like how she hated her own parents for not backing her up and supporting her when she needed it the most.

She had used excuses for them before.  Telling people lies or different forms of the truth so she didn’t have to speak about her past trauma.  She didn’t want people to look at her with sad eyes and she knew that if she told them the truth, that’s exactly what she did.  So she kept her history with her parents locked in a box in her mind, a box that was only to be opened if she wanted to talk about it.  She couldn’t bring herself to talk about it with Drake, not yet anyways.

AN HOUR LATER

They had only been at the Melbourne zoo for about twenty-five minutes.  Mikah hadn’t realized that traffic would have been so bad and the lines.  She expected the crowd but she had expected them to move faster than what they had.

;;MIKAH     “Where to first?”

She turns her attention to Drake and Leighton as they stood in the front part of the zoo, looking around as if there was too many things to look at.  But Mikah felt the same awe that her daughter was feeling; she’d never been to an Australian zoo before and she wanted to see everything.

≤≥LEIGHTON  â€œI don’t know.  Did you grab a map, Mom?”

Mikah blows a breath of air out slowly before grabbing the map that had been folded down to the size of a pamphlet.  She hands it over to Leighton, knowing that her daughter should be the one to pick first.  AFter all, Mikah had pulled her out of school to bring her along so they could share the experience of being down under.

She looks to Drake, admiring the way he looks as they just stand there, sticking out like sore thumbs in a way that only a tourist could.  She knew the week was going to be a whirlwind of activities and preparations for High Stakes VII.  She had promised Ally that she’d meet up with her and her husband for a double date of sorts, letting Leighton babysit Axl and Lilly.  It was still foreign to her that her daughter was old enough to babysit for a couple of hours at a time.

≤≥LEIGHTON  â€œLet’s go see….”

Her daughter stops in mid sentence, her blue eyes wandering over the map.

≤≥LEIGHTON  â€œThe kangaroos.  I have only seen wallabies and I really want to see the Kangaroos.”

She nods her head, listening to her daughter but she was also looking around, trying to see everything she could.  She couldn’t believe that she had complained about having to come here for the tour; the place was clearly beautiful.  But she hated long flights but now she realized that the almost twenty four hour flight was worth it.

;;MIKAH     “Then let’s go see the Kangaroos, then.”

She wanted to make this experience for Leighton as wonderful as it could be.  She had never realized just how many things that Leighton got to do that other kids weren’t as fortunate as her.  She got to go to a lot of different places and had had a passport at the young age of two.  Mikah didn’t know of any other two year olds that had had their own passport and was sure that Leighton was the only one.

They head off in the direction of where the kangaroos were kept in the zoo.  Mikah smiles as she sees some people point at her and her husband, noting in her mind that they must have been SCW fans.  She got a little recognition when she was at airports but not too much that it became a problem, so she was okay with giving them a smile and a little wave as they walked.

≤≥LEIGHTON  â€œDo you think we’d ever see a kangaroo out in the wild, Mom?”

Mikah looks at her daughter, watching the look of amazement flash over her daughter’s face as they watch the kangaroos hop around.  They were a lot more active than what Mikah had expected them to be and she too held a look of amazement on her face.

;;MIKAH     “I don’t know.  I plan on staying within city limits, babe.  But maybe if we do a safari tour thing?  I don’t know if that would be considered in the wild but it would count as something, right?”

She watches her daughter shrug and continue to watch the kangaroos.  She was amazed that the animals shared an exhibit with the emus and wallabies.  She leans against the fence, watching the animals as her daughter seems to take it all in.  She smiles at the adoration that was written on her daughter’s beautiful face.  She knew that Leighton had loved animals and she took good care of Hannah and Luna.  Mikah knew that she would take care of Dexter if she had to but Maverick was a little much.  He was a little too big for Leighton and Mikah had been the one to train him.

≤≥LEIGHTON  â€œLet’s go see the birds next.  They’re just over there to the left.”

Leighton pointed in the directions of the birds and Mikah smiles and lets the twelve year old lead the way.  She turns her attention to Drake for a moment before sliding her hand into his and squeezing it before flashing him a smile.

;;MIKAH     “C’mon babe.”

Drake just shakes his head with a smile.  He didn’t understand the fascination that Mikah had with Zoos and animals. She was the one who had wanted Maverick and even though she still claimed that Maverick was his dog, he knew that Maverick was her dog.  Maverick listened to him but the dog listened to Mikah even better.

::DRAKE    â€œI’m coming. I don’t see what the big deal is about zoos…”

;;MIKAH     “Well, since you don’t seem to think it’s safe to own a tiger or acceptable to own a penguin, we have to visit Zoos so I can see them.”

She grins at him as the follow close behind Leighton.  The bird exhibit doesn’t take too long and Mikah could sense that her daughter was disappointed.  It hadn’t been too exciting and she knew that Leighton was expecting more from the exhibit than what she got.

≤≥LEIGHTON  â€œThe wombats and tasmanian devils are off to the right.”

Mikah was perfectly okay with Leighton dictating what they do because it was one less thing that she had to put thought into.  Her mind was still focused on her match with Mercedes, trying to find the best thing to do and the right things to say.

::DRAKE    â€œYou mean like the cartoon character?”

Drake’s eyebrows were raised and Mikah knew he was teasing Leighton but Leighton gives him an exasperated look.

≤≥LEIGHTON  â€œNo.  They’re the real animals, not the looney tune character.”

Drake chuckles and winks at Mikah as they walk down the sidewalk, Leighton still leading the way.  Mikah relaxes a bit as they walk down to the exhibit in which the tasmanian devils were kept.  Mikah hadn’t ever seen one before so she was curious as to what they really looked like.  She leans against the fence and watches the animals before looking at Leighton as she seems to take in the animals as well.  Mikah often wondered what her daughter was going to grow up to be.

They continue along, only stopping long the path to see a few more animals.  Mikah stops with a grin on her face as she sees Despayre and his father Synn in front of the tiger cage.  Mikah watches as the young man tries to pry the bars apart to get into the cage and Synn was just letting him.  Drake shakes his head and mumbles about finding the bathrooms so he didn’t have to deal with the younger male.

Mikah doesn’t seem to care as Drake stalks off to the bathroom and Mikah walks over to Despayre and taps him lightly on the shoulder. She gives Synn a small smile and watches as Despy turns around, wide-eyed in shock before a grin spreads across his face.

â™ â™ DESPAYRE  â€œMIKAH!”

To say that he was excited to see the blonde Bombshell was an understatement and his excitement shows as he wraps himself around her in a hug.  She was starting to get used to his hugs and hugs him back as Leighton looks at the tigers, watching her mother interact with her friend.

;;MIKAH     “Hey, Despy.  Out shopping for another pet for Gabriel’s kid?”

Synn gives the blonde bombshell a look and Mikah just smiles innocently at the man but she can see the gears turning in Despy’s eyes.  She knew she had planted a seed inside of his head and she knew that it would be difficult to talk him down.

â™ â™ DESPAYRE  â€œTHAT is a GREAT idea!”

Mikah smiles at him and gives him another hug before kissing the young man’s cheek again.  His eyes widen in terror a bit.

;;MIKAH     “I hope I’ll get to see you on Sunday, Despy.  I’m so happy that you’re getting inducted into the Hall of Fame.”

She couldn’t help herself but hug him again.  She hadn’t even realized just how much time she had spent with Despy until he wasn’t there all the time to spend some time with.  She smiles as he beams proudly before he grabs Angel, who was perched on the railing, ‘watching’ the tigers.

â™ â™ DESPAYRE  â€œAngel says only the best of the best get inducted into the Hall of Fame.  He also said that you’d be there one day too!”

;;MIKAH     “It might be possible.”

She offers him a smile and looks over at Synn, who was being as patient as he normally is and Mikah turns to see Drake looking at some animal, not intending on coming over to them.  Mikah squeezes Despy once more into a hug before releasing him.

;;MIKAH     “It was great seeing you, Despy!  I have to go entertain my husband now but I will see you on Sunday!”

She decides not to torture him with another kiss on the cheek before waving as she walks back over to Drake and hugs him around his middle.  She buries her face in the spot where his collarbone meets his neck and breathes in the scent of him.

::DRAKE    â€œWhat are you doing?”

He was a bit confused by his wife’s current actions but he didn’t dare pull away from her because she wouldn’t like that.  So, instead he wraps his arms around her waist and hugs her to him.

;;MIKAH     “Just hugging you and smelling you.”

::DRAKE    â€œBecause that’s not weird at all.”

Mikah sticks her tongue out at him in a childish manner before leaning up and kissing him full on the mouth.  It still felt like the very first time they had kissed; the electricity in the air seemed to run through their veins and she enjoyed the feeling every time their lips touched.

;;MIKAH     “Let’s go eat.  I want a pretzel with cheese or something.”

He nods his head, letting her take his hand and then lead him in the direction of Leighton.  It didn’t take them long to find a little place to get something to eat.

<text align=right><p align=”Right”> "Q&A WITH MIKAH.."
LOCATION: MELBOURNE, AUSTRALIA.
DAYS UNTIL HIGH STAKES VII:3
EXCITEMENT LEVEL: LOW
SCENE ii
REC•

THURSDAY, OCTOBER 26, 2017
ANYTIME.

Question: How long have you been employed by Sin City Wrestling?

MIKAH: Let’s see….I signed my first contract on November 14, 2014.  So in a few weeks, that would make three years in the company, going on four.

Question: How far do you think you’ve came in SCW since your first match against Cynthia Warren?

MIKAH: Well, since my first match on that very first Climax Control that I appeared on, I would personally say that I have came a long way.  I know I took a break from February 2015 that lasted until April of 2015 and I know that some people hadn’t expected me to return to SCW’s active competitors list but I did.  And it seemed to sky rocket my career.  I won the Bombshell Championship only a few short weeks after my return and then I held the championship for nine months, so I would say that I’m in a good place.  Some people clearly won’t see it that way because of my current track record.  They would rather say that I lack the passion or commitment to the company because of my marriage or whatever excuse they want.  But they can’t deny that I’m the one Bombshell in the company that is credited with the accolade of hard to beat.

Question: How many matches have you had in SCW?

MIKAH: I actually did the math on this the other day because I was curious.  I’m no Mercedes Vargas and I may be wrong, but I calculated that I’ve had fifty-one matches in SCW.  Sixteen of them were on Supercards and the remaining thirty-five happened on Climax Control.  It’s not a lot and I can’t exactly remember my win and loss record but for while, people had been sure that I couldn’t be beat at a SuperCard.  But yet, I have been several times.

Question: What’s more fun to compete at: a Supercard or Climax Control?

MIKAH: That question is kind of a double edged sword.  The Supercards are supposed to be where the big guns are pulled out.  But sometimes, Climax Control can be a lot of fun, depending on the people that are around and willing to be sociable.  I personally have more fun at SuperCards because a lot of people return to them to watch or entertain themselves backstage.  But Climax Control can also have a few tricks too.  It just depends on the booking.

Question: High Stakes is a repeat show that they do every year.  What does your match record look like for this particular show?

MIKAH: This upcoming Sunday’s edition of High Stakes VII will only be my third High Stakes show appearance and I’m hoping I can keep up with tradition.  I’ve won every match I’ve been booked in at High Stakes and I plan on making sure that the record continues.

Question: You have two finishers listed on your SCW profile that you do, which one of them is your favorite?  And why?

MIKAH:Easy question.  Cupid’s Chokehold.  I love the way the move is done and having somebody admit defeat rather than pinning them one, two, three on the mat.  I, personally think it says so much more about you as a competitor if you can get your opponent to tap out, rather than just pin them.  That’s the easy thing to do, right?  Pin them?  People like to think I like to go the easy way but I don’t.

Question: You have had some questionable wins, why do you think that is?

MIKAH: The age old question.  I have had some wins where it’s been a little iffy about why I won.  Where people have interfered or the one time I used brass knuckles.  I cannot control when people interfere in my matches because first of all, the only person I like that is currently on the roster is not a female and won’t interfere in my matches.  So, if somebody is interfering in my match, they most likely have an issue with my opponent, not me.  And as for using the brass knuckles on Polly the Parasite, I felt like she deserved the blow to the head.  That girl is as annoying as she appears to be.

Question: You and Mercedes have a history of matches.  But she’s never beaten you before, do you think that will help you in your match on Sunday?

MIKAH: She hasn’t beaten me to this day, that is correct.  And I’m not going to say that that is going to be the thing that is going to help me.  I’d like to think it’s my talent that is going to get me the win that I so rightfully deserve.  After all, Mercedes can’t hold a belt longer than fifty-six days.

Question: Mercedes Vargas was apart of the Mean Girls on two separate occasions. Who is your favorite Mean Girl and who is your least favorite Mean Girl?

MIKAH: There were definitely two different groups; one group was lead by Delia Darling and one was lead by Celeste North.  And only the one that was lead by Delia was successful at any given moment.  However, nobody has a favorite Mean Girl.  That would be equivalent to picking out which knife you’d like to be stabbed with.   It’s not a fun thing to do but if you’re holding a gun to my head and I have to choose, I would say that Delia Darling is my favorite of the group.  I know a lot of people make a lot of comparisons about the two of us, but she’s the only one that held any notoriety to her character.  And my least favorite Mean Girl?  Hmm.  It is most definitely Mercedes Vargas.  Most people would be shocked to hear that because they would expect you to say that Veronica Taylor or Liz Smalls but that is not the case.  Liz had been a horrible person, don’t get me wrong but she’s changed her ways or so I think, nobody’s actually heard from her lately.  Now, Veronica is just stupid and vapid and has no meat to her personality so there’s not much to dislike there.  People expect her to be the way she is  because of how she portrays herself.  Mercedes on the other hand.  She’s a big disappointment to the fans and to the SCW universe.  She might not see it that way but how couldn’t you?  She doesn’t hold a championship for very long and would rather be promoting the shit out of the upcoming shows rather than focusing on her opponent, which is bullshit.  If SCW wanted a spokesperson, they could hire one and she could focus on wrestling.  But she doesn’t.  I’ve said I hate her but what she doesn’t understand is that I hate 97% of the SCW roster, so it’s not much surprise that I hate her too.  Do I hate her the most on the roster?  No, of course not.

Question: Do you think the Mean Girls are over?

MIKAH: Is anything ever really over?  I don’t know but I doubt it.  They’ll pop back up again because they find it fun to try to find the relevancy that they claim I’m always looking for.

Question: If you win on Sunday, what is your plan for the Bombshell division?

MIKAH: I don’t know if I have a plan, really.  I know that I’m going to be damned sure that I’m at every Climax Control to promote the division.  I know that.  As for a plan, we’ll wait and see because I’m all about changing things up.  The last time that I was the Bombshell Champion, I had the entire Bombshell roster threatening to go on strike because they couldn’t beat me.

Question: They claim it was because you were creating an unsafe working environment with the drinking.  Is that true?

MIKAH: Of course not.  There were some shows that I did drink at but it was never a show where I had been booked in a match to compete.  They liked to use that as an excuse to give them a justification for their petty, childish tantrum.  If you look back, you can tell when I was drinking at a show and when I wasn’t.  And when I was, I didn’t have a match or I had an early match and chose to drink after the match was done.  Not before.

Question: Do you think that people will threaten to go on strike again if you win on Sunday?

MIKAH: No, I don’t think so.  I think they will say things that I won’t hold onto the championship for very long because of whatever reason they can come up with.  Whether it be my marriage to Drake Green or my child.  They will never be happy with me being in SCW; it is just something I have come to accept since being apart of the company.

Question: What happens if you lose?

MIKAH: Well, it’s a good thing that I don’t plan on losing.  However, if I do lose, I’m going to be taking a long look at whether I want to resign my contract next month or if I want to take a year off to start a family with Drake.

Question: How do you think Mercedes Vargas is preparing herself for Sunday?

MIKAH: Well, she’s probably walking along some beach talking about the next tour that we don’t have clue about.  I don’t know how she prepares for any match, honestly.  She thinks I hate her, and while I do hate her, I don’t give enough hate to look into what she does with her time.  Hopefully, she’s doing something worthwhile because walking along a beach and promoting the shit out of a SCW tour isn’t going to get her a win.

Question: What do you think about all of her accomplishments that she has in SCW?

MIKAH: You mean that ridiculous check list that she has?  I don’t care about that and I definitely don’t care about her being a Grand Slam champion or whatever record she holds.  I hold the record for holding the Bombshell Championship the longest; that’s more impressive than her being a grand slam champion.  And like I’ve stated before, I could be a Grand Slam Champion if I wanted to because tag team wrestling is easy.   However, I hate female tag team wrestling.  Relying on a partner is not my thing and I prefer to get things done on my own.

Question: If there was a way that you could become a Grand Slam champion and only hold the tag team championships for a week, who would you want to do that with?

MIKAH: Uh...nobody.  There is not one Bombshell on the current roster that I would even think about teaming with.  I would have teamed with Chelsea Payne-Quik but she’s gone.  So there’s nobody that I’d even consider.  But that’s not the point, I do not want to be a Grand Slam Champion.  It’s not my cup of tea; I’d much rather say that I hold the record for holding the championship the longest.

Question: Like you’ve stated, you are currently the Bombshell that holds the record for holding the Bombshell Championship the longest, if there is one Bombshell that you think could break it, who would that be?

MIKAH: Honestly?  Nobody on the current roster.  I had thought that either Melody Grace or Evie Baang were going to be the ones to break the record but their championship reigns lasted a whole hot minute.  So, I don’t think that there is anybody on the current roster that could break the record.  I, however do plan on breaking the record and setting a new record.  Also, I plan on beating Mercedes Vargas’ record with how many matches in a row that she won.

Question: How many matches is that?

MIKAH: If I cared, I would tell you.  I’m just going to go back to winning matches like I had before.  I’m not going to worry about whether or not I’ve matched up to her record yet but that’s another plan.  I’m tired of her trying to shove it in my face.  When she could hold a singles championship for longer than fifty-six days, then maybe I’ll let her talk about it.

Question: There are a lot of matches on the card.  Other than your own, who’s are you looking forward to?

MIKAH: Kristopher Ryans versus Tommy Crimson.  I know it’s not one of the high profile matches on the card because it’s the Roulette Championship but Kristopher has revitalized that championship since he won it.  And let’s face it, he’s the only credible champion on the roster at this moment.

Question: How is your friendship with Kristopher Ryans doing?

MIKAH: We are not here to discuss my friendship with Kristopher.  We are here to talk about High Stakes VII and my match with Mercedes and of course, me.

Question: Right.  You walked out on your match with Devona for the Bombshell Internet Championship.  Do you think that will affect your match with Mercedes?

MIKAH: Of course not.  Why would a match that I didn’t want to be a part of have anything to do with my match on Sunday?  I’m not just going to walk out on a match that I earned the right to compete in; the match that I fought to get.  So, I do not see how me walking out on Devona is going to affect my match at all.

Question: Can you tell us why you walked out of that match against Devona?

MIKAH: Of course.  The rematch against Devona was something that I didn’t want.  I never asked to have a rematch for the Bombshell Internet Championship and I didn’t want to dwell on the past.  Some people have questioned me about it and I chose not to answer them.  It’s not that I think that championship is beneath me, I’m just done with that championship.  I held it, it’s time to move on to the bigger picture and reclaim the throne as the Queen of the Bombshell Division.

Question: You don’t seem to think Mercedes Vargas is a big threat, why is that?

MIKAH: It’s not that I don’t think she’s a threat, I just know that I can beat her because I’ve done it before.  I know she’s a hell of an athlete in the ring because I’ve been inside the ring with her and know what she’s like.  Respect can take you a long way but I do not think that Mercedes has done anything to deserve my respect.  She has not shown me any respect, so therefore I will not show her any respect back.  It’s a two-way street and she’s treating it like a one-way street.

Question: Mercedes Vargas has been in SCW for a long time.  Do you think her lengthy career within SCW has a lot to do with how many shots she gets at the championship?

MIKAH: I think they give her a lot of chances at the Bombshell Championship because they want to keep her around.  She is a walking history book and I think the bosses like that to be around.  Or I just think they get bored of having non-title matches and decide to put one randomly on the show and if they already have try-hard Jessie booked, they go for Mercedes being booked in the Bombshell Championship match.  Jessie and Mercedes are their one trick pony or so it appears.

Question: I’m gonna steer you away from Mercedes Vargas for a moment.  What has been your favorite match while being employed in SCW?

MIKAH: Hmm.  That question always seems to baffle me and I think I say different answers everytime.  I personally liked the mixed tag team match I had with Kris against Polly the Parasite and whoever her partner was at the time.  Even if Polly the Parasite had to try to be like me at the end of the match.  It’s shocking that I picked that for my favorite since it is a tag team match but it was just so much fun to compete in that match.  It was the first time that a tag team wrestling match didn’t bore me.

Question: What has been your least favorite match while being apart of SCW?

MIKAH: Definitely any match with Amanda Cortez in it.  She was not fun to work with at all.  She almost got to the point where she was whiny after she lost.

Question: You commented a while back on the love for triple threat matches that the boss seem to have but you have been in a lot of them.  Why do you think they book a lot of triple threat matches?

MIKAH: Again, I think the bosses get bored with the usual one-on-one matches that they start adding a third person in just to mix it up.  I am pretty good at triple threat matches and I don’t remember the last time that I lost a triple threat match.  But you’d have to ask Mercedes about that for sure; I don’t keep those figures in my head.

Question: Sunday is fast approaching and your match with Mercedes is the second to last match on the card.  Is there something that you wish that you could change about the match?

MIKAH: Only that it’s not the main event.  Because who wants to see Calvin Harris over myself?  I really don’t think anybody does but apparently, booking a Bombshell Championship match in the main event isn’t something that they want to do again. Or at least at a Super Card.

Question: How are you preparing for your match against Mercedes?

MIKAH: Like any other match.  I’ve been in the gym several times and I’m almost tired of training but things have to be done to make sure that I’m in the best shape of my life on Sunday.  I want Mercedes to think that I am taking this seriously, because I am.  I may not have taken Devona seriously, but I will be taking Mercedes seriously.

Question: How would a fan go about getting tickets to the events?

MIKAH: Go to the ticket box office, of course.  There’s also online sales that go on and the list goes on.  I’m sure there are scalpers out there too but that’s a little risky and I don’t feel comfortable with telling people to do just that.  Do come to the show though!  It’s going to be amazing.

Question: Is there anything else you’d like to say before this is done?

MIKAH: Sunday is in a few short days and soon, the whole SCW world is going to be flipped upside down.  I don’t know what will happen in the Main Event, but I do know that there is going to be a match between Mercedes and I and a change is going to be made.  One way or another.  Mercedes can continue to talk about how she doesn’t think I’m going to be taking this match seriously, but it’s already been taken seriously.  She doesn’t think she’s facing the old Mikah, the Mikah that nobody could beat but that’s the Mikah she’s going to get.  Because I’m not going to back down without  her taking me seriously.

Question: Thank you for answering these questions today.

MIKAH: You’re welcome.

<text align=right><p align=”Right”> "ONE LAST TIME."
LOCATION: MELBOURNE, AUSTRALIA.
DAYS UNTIL HIGH STAKES VII:2
EXCITEMENT LEVEL: LOW
SCENE iii
REC•

FRIDAY, OCTOBER 26, 2017
11:30 P.M.

The scene opens up to show a shot of the Margaret Court Arena in Melbourne.  It was already all set up for Sunday’s High Stakes VII but it was empty.  There wasn’t anybody in sight and it was quiet, an eerie quiet at that.  The cameraman moves to show the blonde Bombshell sitting in one of the seats closer to the top than the front row.  Mikah is sporting a simple pair of black yoga leggings and one of Simon Jones’ SCW t-shirts.  She of course had modified it to fit her better but nonetheless, it was what she was wearing.

;;MIKAH     “Two days and this arena will be packed with people.”

She holds up two fingers and wiggles them a bit for show.

;;MIKAH     “Two days and we will know by this time who the Bombshell Champion is going to be.”

She stops talking, the silence once again filling up the room around her and she leans back in her seat and looks around.  She presses her lips together before looking up at the ceiling of the arena.

;;MIKAH     “And all Mercedes can whine about is how only two people congratulated her when she won the Bombshell Championship from Polly the parasite.”

Mikah makes a face that appears that she’s disgusted.

;;MIKAH     “If you don’t need the congratulations from anybody, Mercedes, than why the fuck did you think you had to bring it up?  If you crave the attention and the praise from people, you’re in the wrong profession.  I don’t give a fuck if nobody congratulates me because that’s not what I’m about.  You want to complain that nobody gave you the recognition you think you deserve, go ahead.  I don’t care because you don’t deserve that recognition.  You won the championship off of Polly the Parasite, which is the easiest thing to do and you’re sitting there acting like it’s some big feat.”

Mikah rolls her eyes in sheer annoyance.

;;MIKAH     “You say that you know how I was when I was the Bombshell Champion.  You make the assumptions that everybody else made but you’re wrong.  You think that I drank every Climax Control that I attended and was drunk when in competition, but you’re wrong.  You want to make assumptions?  Go ahead because at the end of the day, I’m still going to be better than you and you’re still going to act like a hoity-toity little cunt that thinks she deserves everything she’s gotten in her career.  You DIDN’T deserve to be placed in that match against Polly the parasite in the first place.  You hadn’t earned because guess what?!  You’ve never earned shit in the last fucking year, so my apologies if I don’t reach out to congratulate you on a win you didn’t deserve.”

She sighs before closing her eyes for a moment or so.

;;MIKAH     “And by the way, you stupid bitch, that match was expunged from my record.  I didn’t try to get it expunged, I did get it expunged.  Maybe you should learn your facts before you go spouting off at the mouth.”

She doesn’t say anything for a while, looking around the arena taking it in.  She keeps quiet, just looking around and then looking at the camera.

;;MIKAH     “You like to talk about my championship reign like it was the poison of the company.  You like to state how it should be looked down upon but look at yourself, Mercedes.  You are not better than anybody in this company and you should realize just who the fuck you are.  You make people want to quit the company because your voice is the bane of their existence.  And you want to talk about SCW’s ratings?”

She chuckles a bit.

;;MIKAH     “You don’t add anything to the ratings because nobody gives a fuck about you.  Since when have you done anything that’s worth watching?  Because it’s sure as hell not something to do with the Mean Girls because while you thought you were relevant and important, people groaned every time you came on their screen and wished that you had found another place to compete.  Oh wait…”

She smirks but doesn’t comment on it.

;;MIKAH     “You can diss my Internet Championship reign all you want because it doesn’t bother me.  I was done with that championship in May but I just didn’t feel like letting anybody take it from me.  Especially not a tramp like you or Parasitic Polly.  I get to be the one who decides when my championship reigns are over, not you or those two that run this company.  And I was done with the Internet Championship in September.  I wanted nothing more to do with it, so why would I compete in a match where I could get that championship back?  Are you just trying to get me to go for that gold because you know that you can’t beat me?”

Mikah raises her eyebrows, a smirk playing on her pretty face.

;;MIKAH     “You can go ahead and call me lazy all you want because that will help me in the long run.  You won’t expect to see the Mikah that you’re going to get on Sunday.  You keep a blind eye because it will only screw you over in the end and I’ll be the one leaving with that belt.”

She winks at the camera.

;;MIKAH     “You can downplay my accomplishments here in SCW all you want but that’s not going to change the fact that I am still better than you.  Our past history says that it’s true.”

She smirks to herself.

;;MIKAH     “Now while we’re talking about my championship reign...do you remember Climax Control episode 131?”

She raises her eyebrows, her lips pursed together.

 
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<text align=right> <p align=”Right”> "PANIC BUTTON.."
LOCATION: SEATTLE, WASHINGTON → NEW YORK CITY, NEW YORK.
DAYS UNTIL HIGH STAKES VII:14
EXCITEMENT LEVEL: LOW
SCENE i
REC•

SUNDAY, OCTOBER 15, 2017
8:45 am

Her hotel room was elegant enough that she should have felt okay with being in Seattle but she felt nothing of the sort.  She could feel the walls closing in on her as she sat on the bed, her knees pulled to her chest and her arms wrapped around her legs and staring straight ahead.  She needed to get her things together so she could leave, but she felt paralyzed.  She had spent too much time in the city and it had all caught up to her.

FLASHBACK TO MIKAH’S TEEN YEARS

The house was gloomy, Mikah’s parents were sitting at the kitchen table, talking in low voices about what their daughter, Mikah had brought to their attention.  They didn’t know how to address this or even take care of the issue.  They hadn’t even known it was going on and now that they knew, they weren’t sure what to do.

σσMIKAH’S DAD  â€œDo you think it’s true?”

♦♦MIKAH’S MOM  â€œI don’t know.  Do you think she’d come to us with a lie?”

Their voices were hushed and they hadn’t known that Mikah was leaning against the wall right outside of the kitchen, listening to their every word.  She wiped at her voice, being as quiet as she could be as she listened in on their conversation.

σσMIKAH’S DAD  â€œI don’t know.  You and I both know that we’re not very present in Mikah’s life, something we’ve tried to fix since she was ten years old but she won’t let us help her.”

♦♦MIKAH’S MOM  â€œI know and it doesn’t seem like she’d be the type to make up something so extreme like this.  Do you really think that my brother could be capable of this?”

Mikah wrapped her arms around her torso.  She was only thirteen years old, she shouldn’t have had to deal with this as long as she had.  She shouldn’t have had to learn how to deal with what her Uncle Nick had been doing to her for that long.  She shouldn’t have had to of told them about it.  Shouldn’t they have seen how uncomfortable she felt being around him?

σσMIKAH’S DAD  â€œI don’t know.  Do you think that Nick would do such a thing?”

Her father had lowered his voice and Mikah’s heart thumped loudly against her chest as she leaned harder against the wall.  She felt that her world was about to cave in and that her mother wasn’t going to be on her side.  She knew that she had been a difficult child growing up but she didn’t think that she deserved this treatment.  Shouldn’t her mother just jump up to be on her side?  She didn’t understand.

♦♦MIKAH’S MOM  â€œI don’t know but do you think that maybe this is why Mikah’s acted so differently toward us?  I mean, more different than normal?”

σσMIKAH’S DAD  â€œShe has been different.   More secluded than normal at home.  I see how she is when I drop her off at school and it’s like there’s a switch in her brain that she can turn it off and on at any given moment.  I don’t think we have any choice but to believe her…”

A few more tears slipped down her cheeks and she hastily wiped them away, finally feeling some relief that her parents were going to believe her and support her.  It was what she had wanted when she had told them about the things her Uncle had either made her do or did to her.

♦♦MIKAH’S MOM  â€œWhere do we go from here?”

She didn’t bother hanging around to see where her mother was going to go with that statement.  She didn’t want to be caught eavesdropping so she went up to her room, ready to try to sleep for the night.

END OF FLASHBACK

Mikah sighs as she finally climbs off of the bed and walks into the bathroom to finish getting ready.  She couldn’t live in her psyche for the rest of the day; she had things to do.  She walks into the bathroom and turns the water to the sink on and splashes some of the cool water on her face before grabbing one of the hand towels and wipes it off.

;;MIKAH     “It will all be okay..”

She then grabs her make up bag, looking to fix the make up she had taken off earlier.  It odesn’t take her long before she’s ready to pack up her things and get out of  Seattle.  She was thankful that Drake had agreed to meet her at the Seattle airport so that they could both fly to New York City together.  It was Mikah’s idea to spend the week in New York City and promote High Stakes VII from there.  Her assistant Ruby, who participated more in the background now, had already set up two things for her to do and she couldn’t wait to get them done.

;;MIKAH     “Ready or not...here I come Drake.”

She grabs her two suitcases and wheels them out of the hotel room, her purse over her shoulder and her duffel bag on top of her large suitcase.  She listens as the door shuts behind her, officially locking her out of the room that she had spent three nights in.  She takes a deep breath before walking down the hallway, pulling both suitcases behind her and then pushing the down button to get on the elevator.  She hears the small ding before stepping into the elevator, the past three days’ events beginning to replay in her mind.

FLASHBACK TO EARLIER THAT WEEK

Mikah’s sister, MiKayla and MiKayla’s son, Maddox were staying in an apartment complex that her parents were helping with the payment of until MiKayla was well enough to get a job herself.  She had begged Mikah to come visit her and Maddox with the urgency of her having to tell her something important.  Mikah hadn’t wanted to come to Seattle, but the guilt that she still felt from MiKayla’s accident was still there, eating at her whenever she thought about it, so she caved and agreed to go to Seattle to see her sister and nephew.

So she had came to MiKayla’s place the minute she arrived in Seattle, not bothering with even attempting to go see her parents.  She knew that wouldn’t work for her and she wouldn’t handle it well.  So there she sat on MiKayla’s couch, holding a sleeping Maddox as MiKayla looked at her with tender eyes.

φφMIKAYLA  â€œDid you stop and see Mom and Dad, Mikah?”

Mikah gave MiKayla a look and rolled her eyes before shaking her head no.  She knew that MiKayla knew that she wouldn’t have visited her parents no matter what the cost was.

;;MIKAH     “I think you know that answer, Kayla.”

Her fraternal twin sister sighed heavily and ran a hand through her dark brown hair and watched as Mikah snuggled Maddox closer to her.  Their relationship had improved in the last year and both of them were glad to have repaired the broken relationship.

φφMIKAYLA  â€œYou can’t avoid them forever, Mikah…”

;;MIKAH     “I can avoid them for as long as I’d like, Kayla.”

Mikah looks down at the baby who was sound asleep in her arms.  It was crazy that he was going to be a year old in a little less than a month.  She kisses the top of his head before looking over at her sister.

φφMIKAYLA  â€œMikah, they’re our parents.  They’re always going to be a part of who you are.”

;;MIKAH     “That doesn’t mean that I have to let them into my life, Kayla.  I’m perfectly okay with being practically an adult orphan.”

MiKayla sighed and looked at her son, who was sound asleep in his aunt’s arms.

φφMIKAYLA  â€œIt’s been eighteen years, Mikah.  Can’t you forgive them for letting it happen?”

;;MIKAH     “Seriously, Kayla?!  You really think it was acceptable of them to brush it under the rug until I went to the cops at thirteen fucking years old?  I was scared to death about going to the cops about what our supposed Uncle was doing to me!  They had said that they were going to support me; I heard them say it.  But then she had to go to her brother to talk to him about it and it...didn’t make things any better.”

Mikah took a deep breath, not wanting to really get into it but it appeared that MiKayla wanted to talk about it.  It made Mikah feel uncomfortable, talking about her past so openly with her sister.  MiKayla didn’t have a clue what had gone at at the time, only that their Uncle Nick was going to jail for a very long time.  And it was what changed Mikah’s path from a decent girl to a full fledged mean but popular girl.

φφMIKAYLA  â€œI just don’t understand, Mikah.  Nobody explained to me what was going on and you still won’t talk about it.  Mom won’t either but she knows that’s what put a wall between you.  That’s why she allows Dad to continue to give you money.”

Mikah looks down at Maddox, avoiding MiKayla’s eyes for a moment.  She looks over the sleeping baby’s facial features and smiles before looking over at her sister.

;;MIKAH     “He was…..”

She bit down on her bottom lip, unsure if she could say it out loud.  It was something that she didn’t even think about or talk about to this day.  None of her exes knew about it nor did her husband, she kept it locked away because she had gotten justice for what had happened to her because the state apparently took it very seriously at the time.

;;MIKAH     “Doing things to me….”

She moved her eyes back down to the baby’s sweet face.  There was something about voicing it out loud that made things too real and too fresh even though it had been eighteen years.

φφMIKAYLA  â€œNobody ever told me.  Or Mitchell. I don’t think…”

Mikah cut her off.

;;MIKAH     “Mitch knows and he knew.  I told him back then first before telling our parents.  He wanted to kill Uncle Nick.”

She’d always had a little better relationship with Mitchell than she did with MiKayla.  She wasn’t sure why but there was more of a connection there.

φφMIKAYLA  â€œBut why didn’t you tell me?”

She wasn’t sure what to say to her because she didn’t know why she didn’t tell her back then.  She still felt back then that their parents had wished that Kayla had been one child instead of the set of twins they were awarded.

;;MIKAH     “I felt that you wouldn’t have been on my side.  And I thought that our parents liked you more than they did me.  And then when they--mainly our mother sided with our Uncle, I was sure that you were going to be on the same side as she was.  It was all part of the reason that I had been so horrible to you in high school.  I know that you didn’t deserve it but that didn’t seem to stop me from being so horrible to you.  I was so….I needed therapy and I didn’t get it.”

She offers a small smile to Kayla, hoping that it explained some of her bad behavior.

φφMIKAYLA  â€œOh.”

Mikah watched her sister’s face and watched the realization hit her face.  Mikah hadn’t known that Kayla didn’t  really know anything about what their Uncle had done to her.  She had thought that once he went to jail, their mother would have explained things to MiKayla but apparently, their mother continued to push it under the rug.

;;MIKAH     “I really thought that our mother would have explained things to you.  I hadn’t even bothered to tell you because I was sure that she would have.  But I see that I am wrong now and I apologize.  I should have told you but I was thirteen and I wanted that part of my life to be over...so I moved on, as quickly as possible.”

φφMIKAYLA  â€œIt’s not your fault, Mikah.  What our Uncle did to you was horrible and I am sorry that he put you through that.  I wish that I could have done something for you now that I know.  It would have made our high school years so much more tolerable.  But that’s what I wanted to talk to you about tonight.  Our Uncle…”

Mikah looked over at her sister, freezing in her spot for a moment.  She hadn’t thought about him at all in the past eighteen years.  She was surprised at how easily she was able to move on and how easily she was able to compartmentalize that part of her life.  But now it was as fresh as the day it happened.

;;MIKAH     “What about him?  He’s in prison.”

She noticed the look of discomfort that had passed over MiKayla’s face.  She was not sure what her sister was going to say.

φφMIKAYLA  â€œAbout that...I’m sorry, I didn’t know that he had sexually assaulted you but he’s out of prison.  He got out two weeks ago and I thought...you would have wanted to know because I always had the impression that you liked him because you had been so happy to see him when we visited.  But I know that it was a show because you were scared to show your true feelings.  Oh my God, Mikah I’m so sorry.”

;;MIKAH     “Why are you apologizing?  It’s not like you invited him over.”

The look that crossed MiKayla’s face told Mikah that something was up.

φφMIKAYLA  â€œNo, I didn’t invite him over but I was going to try to convince you to go see him with me and Maddox.  And I am sorry, I am not even going to ask you to do that.”

She just looks at Kayla, her mind going numb.  She wasn’t sure how she was going to process this news.  She knew that he wasn’t going to die in prison, but she had only hoped that she wouldn’t have to deal with him when he got out of prison.

;;MIKAH     “Oh...I need to go.  I can’t...I can’t be here right now, Kayla.  Take him…”

She had gotten up and pushed Maddox into his mother’s arms.  She didn’t even allow MiKayla to respond as she hurried out of her sister’s new apartment.  She was on auto pilot as she left the complex.

END OF FLASHBACK

She takes a deep breath as she steps into the lobby of the hotel.  It had been a roller coaster of emotions for her.  She had to face the fact that her Uncle Nick was around in Seattle somewhere, free as can be.  She knew that he was a registered sex offender and that he would always be on that list but that didn’t help ease her mind.  What if he did it to another girl?  It was now going to be present in her mind.

She pulls her suitcases behind her, leaving the hotel and stepping out into the damp air of Seattle.  She really did hate it there and couldn’t wait to get out of the city.  She hails a cab, not even bothering to wait for an Uber.  The cab driver gets out and puts her things in the trunk before she rattles off that she wants to go to the airport.  Drake was already there, waiting for her and she was about to have another anxiety attack.  But she was determined to hold it in until she saw her husband.

It didn’t take the cab driver very long to get to the airport and she couldn’t wait to push the door open and get out of the back of the cab.   She scans the crowd as the driver gets her suitcases and duffel bag out.  She hands him a fifty dollar bill and tells him to keep the change as she looks for her husband.  She smiles as she spots him and she grabs her suitcases and tugs them through the crowd to get to him.  She stops in front of him and lets go of her suitcases and hugs him, her arms wrapping tightly around his neck before kissing him on his lips.  There was something about her husband’s lips that calmed her down instantaneously.

;;MIKAH     “I missed you so much.”

She kisses him again before hugging him, burying her face in the crook of his neck.  He hugs her back, holding her body close to his.

::DRAKE     “I missed you too.  Are you okay?”

He could sense that something was wrong with her but he didn’t want to be that pushy husband that made his wife tell him something she wasn’t ready to share.  She just shakes her head no as they stay in the embrace for a moment or so.

;;MIKAH     “No but I don’t want to talk about it right now.  Okay?”

Drake nods his head, understanding his wife’s need for a little time to process her thoughts before sharing them with him.  He doesn’t think twice about it but continues to hold her, not letting go until after she does.

;;MIKAH     “Are you ready to go to New York City, Drake?”

She was smiling now and even though she was, Drake could see that there was something that was bugging her in the back of her mind.  But he once again doesn’t push her to explain things to her and smiles right back at her.

::DRAKE     “Of course I am.  Are you ready to see Elvis Duran and the rest of his morning show crew?”

Mikah grins and shrugs her shoulders.

;;MIKAH     “Whether I’m ready or not, it’s going to happen.”

She grabs his hand, interlocking her fingers with his as he helps her with her suitcases and duffel bag.  He had already gotten his suitcase checked and was waiting for her at the gates.  He helps her with the self tagging of the luggage before taking it to the lady to get checked.  She offers them a polite smile before grabbing her carry-on duffel bag and then Drake’s hand.

;;MIKAH     “I’m so ready to see my New York house.”

He chuckles before leaning over and kissing his wife’s cheek, shaking his head at her love for the Big Apple.  He leads them through the airport and toward the TSA so they can wait for their departure from the rainy city.  She was starting to feel a little better but it was still on her mind.  The thought of her Uncle being free wasn’t ever going to leave her mind and she was scared that he’d find her and make her pay.  But she was going to try not to focus on that for the time being because she was with her husband and all was well.

<text align=right><p align=”Right”> "ELVIS DURAN MORNING SHOW."
LOCATION: NEW YORK CITY, NEW YORK.
DAYS UNTIL HIGH STAKES VII:12
EXCITEMENT LEVEL: LOW
SCENE ii
REC•

TUESDAY, OCTOBER 17, 2017
7:30 a.m

Mikah was sitting in a desk chair and was trying her best not to twist in the chair as she listened to the people around her speak.  She was tired but she was doing her best to stay awake and be half way pleasant.  She had forgotten to tell Ruby that she wanted to do the morning show later in the week because she wanted the chance to sleep in to catch up on the sleep she hadn’t gotten earlier in the week.  But here she was, forced to be pleasant to people she’d only met once before in her life.

♂♂ELVIS DURAN  â€œWe have a real treat for the listeners out there today, which is why Coaster Boy Josh over there is about peeing his pants out of excitement..  Because we have the SCW Bombshell, Mikah with us today!  Hello, Mikah!”

She smiles as pleasantly as she can at Elvis.

;;MIKAH     “Good morning, Elvis and everybody else.  Sorry if I seem a bit...tired.  I flew from Seattle to New York City yesterday afternoon.  So I’m a bit jetlagged.”

There were a few murmurs but only smiles and nods of understanding.

÷÷DANIELLE MONARO  â€œMan, that’s a long flight.  Basically across the country.  I don’t know how you’re even awake.”

;;MIKAH     “Lots of coffee.”

They all share a laugh before Elvis directs the attention to Coaster Boy Josh.

♂♂ELVIS DURAN  â€œOkay, so let’s direct our attention over to Coaster Boy Josh, because if we don’t he’s problem going to pee his pants.  It’s been the day he’s been looking forward to since we informed him that you’d be on the show.  Josh, clearly you have something you want to say?”

Mikah looks over at Josh, who did look almost too excited to be talking to her.  This would be the third time she’s conversed with him.

â•šâ•šCOASTER BOY JOSH  â€œHow do you not have more to say to her, Elvis?!  She’s the only person on the SCW roster that actually deserves to hold the Bombshell Championship!  You’re sitting in front of one of the best technical female wrestlers in the business today and you’re sitting there like it’s nothing!”

♂♂ELVIS DURAN  â€œI’m not sitting here like it’s nothing!  I know how great she is!  I’ve watched some of her stuff!”

Mikah chuckles.

;;MIKAH     “Thanks, I think?”

♂♂ELVIS DURAN  â€œHe goes a little crazy when we have wrestlers in the room.  I apologize for him.”

Mikah just chuckles and shrugs her slender shoulders.

;;MIKAH     “It’s fine, I get it.”

â•šâ•šCOASTER BOY JOSH  â€œSeriously, Elvis.  You should have her on the show more often.”

Mikah watches as Elvis just rolls his eyes at Josh.

♂♂ELVIS DURAN  â€œAre you going to actually talk to her or complain about how I don’t give her enough attention?  And please do come by more often, Mikah.  We do love when you come on.”

;;MIKAH     “I will try.”

She shakes her head, chuckling to herself.

â•šâ•šCOASTER BOY JOSH  â€œOf course, Elvis.  I’m not rude like you!  Anyways, how is it being over in Australia for SCW’s current tour?”

Mikah makes a face.  If anybody knew her, they knew that she didn’t like going out of her comfort zone to compete elsewhere.

;;MIKAH     “The fans seem to be more passionate about us over there.  But the plane ride is obnoxiously long and I hate it.  The boss actually--well, one of the bosses suggested that I just stay over there there entire tour but that wasn’t going to happen.  I have a twelve year old daughter and I just don’t want to be there twenty-four seven.  My life is here in the United States and I have a life outside of SCW.  I’m not Jessie Salco, who has no life outside of SCW.”

Josh makes a noise like he almost choked on his coffee and Mikah just shrugs her shoulders.

ΣΣBETHANY WATSON  â€œWow.  Since I knew that you were coming on the show, I did some looking into SCW--more than I did last time and how many chances is that woman going to get at the Bombshell Championship?”

;;MIKAH     “She must give good blowjobs to get unlimited chances.”

The whole studio burst into either laughter or ‘oooh’s at the insinuation Mikah had made.  She doesn’t seem bothered by her comment.

;;MIKAH     “Let’s be realistic about it, shall we?  If you’re not Jessie Salco or Mercedes Vargas, you only get one shot at the championship once a year.  Twice, if you’re lucky otherwise we just go on a rotating schedule because we’re not giving Hot Stuff Mark Ward a blowjob under his desk.  And I’m married so I’m not going to be doing that to get a shot at it.  But I earned my shot, something I am proud to say because I went through a number one contender’s match to get this shot.  And I’m not going to blow it.  I guarantee if I win that Mark Ward is going to blow a gasket.  I swear he has done the best he could at keeping me away from it.”

She shakes her head before looking around the room.

;;MIKAH     “I’m not sure what I could compare it to that would resonate with you guys but the Bombshell Championship is the highest championship a woman in SCW can get.  I still hold the record for holding it the longest while I’m sure Mercedes Vargas has the record of dropping it after a month or so after she gets it.  It should be what she’s known for.  Instead, she’s the resident historian that looks like a horse.”

â•šâ•šCOASTER BOY JOSH  â€œMan you do not like her.”

Mikah gives Josh a look.

;;MIKAH     “And that’s putting it nicely.”

She gives Josh a smirk and rolls her eyes.

â•šâ•šCOASTER BOY JOSH  â€œWhat’s your issue with Mercedes?  Other than the fact that she gets a lot of chances at the Bombshell Championship.”

Mikah takes a deep breath.

;;MIKAH     “Other than the fact that she has done NOTHING to warrant a shot at the championship?  She thinks that she knows everything and that the words that come out of her mouth should be lived by.  I do not know why anybody would say that she’s the only one to come out of that Mean Girl group that’s worth anything.  If it was up to me, she’d be cleaning out the locker rooms at the end of the show because she’s so useless.  While she can win championships, she cannot hold onto them.  And that’s pitiful.”

â•šâ•šCOASTER BOY JOSH  â€œTell us how you really feel.”

He was chuckling himself and Mikah just smirks herself.

;;MIKAH     “Oh that is me being as nice as I possibly can when it comes to Miss Vargas.”

↕↕GREG T  â€œI have a question and I’ll probably sound stupid..”

He was cut off in the middle of his sentence by Elvis.

♂♂ELVIS DURAN  â€œThat would make this morning like any other morning, Greg T.  So go on.”

The studio laughs and Greg T just shakes his head as Mikah sits there, waiting for his question.

↕↕GREG T  â€œWhen you’re competing, do you ever feel weird about the moves you are doing to your opponent?  Because let me tell you, I’ve watched some of your matches and some of the moves you do, you’re right in your opponent’s business.”

♂♂ELVIS DURAN  â€œThat is such a stupid question, Greg T.  A question I am sure she’s been asked a million times.”

;;MIKAH     “It’s fine.”

She was trying her best not to chuckle at Greg T’s expense.

;;MIKAH     “I’ve been doing this for ten years.  My finisher has been the same for almost all ten of those years so it’s not a big deal to me.  You do what you have to do to get the win.  Anybody that has a bubble, should not be in professional wrestling.  Because you learn real quick that people are going to be in your space.”

She felt that that was an honest question and a decent one to ask and she hadn’t minded answering it.

☺☺FROGGY  â€œHere’s another question, you’re clearly very beautiful…”

♂♂ELVIS DURAN  â€œYes, Froggy let’s comment on her looks.  I’m sure your wife would like that.”

Mikah sits there a bit awkwardly.

☺☺FROGGY  â€œOh come on!  Everybody in here can see it!  Straight Nate, you agree right?  She’s very beautiful!”

≈≈STRAIGHT NATE  â€œYes, she’s very beautiful.  Now get to the point.”

Straight Nate shook his head and Mikah still just sits there, the silence being aired over the radio.

☺☺FROGGY  â€œRight.  Do you ever feel that maybe you’re sexualized too much in the business?  Do you have to wear the attire that you do?”

She shakes her head no.

;;MIKAH     “No, I don’t feel that way at all.  And no, I get to pick my attire out all on my own.  And yes, my wrestling attire is very skimpy but it’s easier to move in less clothes so, I keep my attire skimpy.  And who doesn’t like showing a little skin if they look like me?”

She raises her eyebrows with a confident look in her eyes.

ΦΦSKEERY JONES  â€œLet’s steer the conversation away from your looks.  In your time at SCW, who has been your hardest opponent to face in the wrestling ring?”

Mikah frowns, trying to think about who’s she’s faced before.

;;MIKAH     “Um...that’s hard.  Everybody that’s there, I’ve beaten or haven’t faced.  But the hardest would have to be Melody Grace, I think.  And not because I like her because sometimes I think I do and sometimes I think I don’t.  But she is a tough competitor in the ring.”

ΣΣBETHANY WATSON  â€œWho’s your least favorite to step into the ring with?”

Mikah stops to think for a moment.”

;;MIKAH     “Definitely Polly Playtime.  She’s just...I just don’t like going against her.  I do not find her that good of a competitor and stepping into the ring with her gives me anxiety.”

She shudders at the thought of stepping into the ring with Polly once more.

;;MIKAH     “Although, the high flyers are a group all their own that you have to watch out for.  I tend to stick as close to the ground as possible.  Safer, and less injury prone there.”

â•šâ•šCOASTER BOY JOSH  â€œHave you ever been injured?”

Mikah frowns for a moment, pressing her lips together for a few moments.  She couldn’t remember ever having an injury from wrestling.

;;MIKAH     “Not from competing.  Obviously not counting concussions or stitches that I’ve had to have but nothing that sidelined me for a lengthy amount of time.”

÷÷DANIELLE MONARO  â€œHow do you handle being away from your home as much as you are?  Don’t you get homesick?”

She shrugs her shoulders and leans back in the chair, careful not to do it so much that she falls backwards.

;;MIKAH     “Obviously it sucks but I’m actually not away from my home that often.  On a regular show that is in the United States, I usually do not leave my home in Oak Brook, Illinois until Friday morning and return either early Monday morning or late Sunday night.  So I don’t spend too much time away from home and when there’s a tour, I usually make my husband go with me.”

↕↕GREG T  â€œYour husband is Drake Green!  The movie star!”

Mikah looks over at Greg and slowly nods her head, agreeing with what he was saying.

;;MIKAH     “Yes, my husband is Drake Green.  Him and I have been married for over a year now and still going strong.”

♂♂ELVIS DURAN  â€œHow many times do you hear that question?  Because I’m guessing you hear it a lot and it has to be annoying.”

Mikah once again shrugs her shoulders.  It was a question she was used to.

;;MIKAH     “It’s alright.  I’m used to hearing it and it actually doesn’t get that annoying because he’s Drake Green.  He’s amazing.  And it’s only fitting that his wife is amazing too.”

She still held the confident look in her eyes, the one that never seemed to leave her pretty face.

≈≈STRAIGHT NATE  â€œHow does your husband feel about you going for the Bombshell Championship?”

Mikah glances over at Nate and shrugs her shoulders.

;;MIKAH     “He’s supportive, like usual.  He wants me to do what makes me happy and when I’m not doing him, this makes me happy.  Being at the top of the food chain makes me happy.”

â•šâ•šCOASTER BOY JOSH  â€œBut it has to drag on him, since he’s no longer apart of the active community, right?  His wife is still one of the best Bombshells that SCW has had and she’s paying more attention to the company than him.  How does he deal with that?”

A look passes through Mikah’s eyes as she looks at Josh before looking over at Elvis and then back to Josh.

;;MIKAH     “Trust me, my marriage with Drake is not lacking in any department.  And I don’t feel like going into detail.”

Josh raises his hands up in the air and Mikah smiles before moving to sit criss cross style in her chair.

â•šâ•šCOASTER BOY JOSH  â€œThat’s fair.  High Stakes VII is in twelve days and other than your match, what other match are you looking forward to watching?”

;;MIKAH     “You know, most people would expect me to say Dmitri versus Calvin Harris but that’s not the match I’m looking forward to watching.  Other people would also expect me to say Griffin Hawkins versus James Tuscini but nope.  It’s most definitely Kristopher Ryans versus Tommy Crimson.  And yes, while some will claim that I’m biased because of my friendship with Kristopher, it’s not entirely the reason why I’m excited to see it.  Kris is the only credible champion in the company right now.  He’s the one person that’s held their belt for the longest.  And he’s entertaining to watch, so there’s that.”

She takes a deep breath.

;;MIKAH     “There is a lot going on on this card.  More than I even want to talk about and some matches that don’t make any sense to me at all.  But whatever.  And everybody knows that my match should be the true main event of the night because anything that involves me is worth watching.”

ΣΣBETHANY WATSON  â€œWow, confident.  But they do say that confidence is sexy and well, clearly something is working for you.”

Mikah chuckles and shrugs her slender shoulders.

ΦΦFROGGY  â€œWhen will you go back to Australia?”

;;MIKAH     “Saturday.  I am not really looking forward to being there for over a week but there are things that need to be done for the show.  And since I am going for the Bombshell Championship, there are things that I have to do to make sure that Mercedes knows that she will not be returning to the United States in twelve days with the Bombshell Championship in her carry on.”

Mikah twists side to side in her chair, looking at the people around her for a moment or so.  She wasn’t as comfortable around these people as she was around Jimmy Fallon but she didn’t mind being there.

â•šâ•šCOASTER BOY JOSH  â€œYou’ve answered who’s the hardest opponent to compete against and the opponent you cringe when facing, but what about an opponent that you actually like facing?”

She pouts her lips together and moves them to the side thinking for a moment.

;;MIKAH     “I don’t know if I have a favorite opponent in SCW.  Sam Marlowe is really good to get along with.  Melody Grace is also easy to get along with, even though she’s the hardest competitor.”

She knew that her and Melody Grace didn’t always see eye to eye or get along that well on any given day but she did feel that Melody was one of the best she’d stepped into the ring with.

â•šâ•šCOASTER BOY  â€œAlso, the Hall of Fame happens at High Stakes VII, right?  And there are three inductees this year, correct?”

Mikah nods her head.

;;MIKAH     “Yes.  The Hall of Fame will happen at High Stakes VII.  Last year we saw Goth, Roxi Johnson, Sean Jackson, and my husband, Drake Green get inducted into the Sin City Wrestling Hall of Fame.  This year, in twelve short days we will see Bruce Evans, Odette Stevens, and clearly the biggest draw that SCW has ever seen, Despayre get inducted into the Hall of Fame.  I cannot wait to see Despy get inducted into the Hall of Fame.  I do not know anybody that is more deserving than him.  Another thing that happens is the awards, which are overlooked because it is the Hall of Fame show, but nonetheless, it will be an exciting show.”

â•šâ•šCOASTER BOY JOSH  â€œIf I could afford an airplane ticket to Australia and a ticket to High Stakes VII, I would be there in a heartbeat, however I can’t so I will be watching it on the television and cheering for you to win.”

Mikah smiles at him, wrinkling her nose at the thought of him cheering.

;;MIKAH     “Thanks.  Let’s hope that I don’t get bitten by a snake or attacked by a spider before that day comes.”

Everybody laughs and she just shrugs her shoulders.

♂♂ELVIS DURAN  â€œMikah, thank you for coming in today!  And for all the listeners, tune in next Sunday to Sin City Wrestling to watch the beautiful and talented Mikah compete for SCW’s prize!”

They clap for Mikah and Mikah smiles at them as they go to commercial.  She takes the headphones off before adjusting her top and standing up, stretching.  She thanks them for having her before leaving, ready to go to her New York City home and collapse in bed next to her sleeping husband to get some more sleep in before they spend some time in the city.

<text align=right> <p align=”Right”> "PANIC BUTTON.."
LOCATION:NEW YORK CITY, NEW YORK.
DAYS UNTIL HIGH STAKES VII:10
EXCITEMENT LEVEL: LOW
SCENE iii
REC•

WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 17, 2017
3:45 pm

Mikah collapses on the mat of the wrestling ring, gasping for breath as she stares up at the ceiling.  She was sporting her ring attire or at leat the one she doesn’t usually wear for shows.  THe shorts were silver and sequined and didn’t fit her as snug as the ones she wore before.  Instead of using the sequined black bra, she chose a Victoria’s Secret sports bra instead and had left the vest off.  She looks down at her wrestling boots before closing her eyes.  She wanted desperately to take a nap. But she knew that Ally wouldn’t let her.

♣♣ALLY  â€œCome on, Mikah.  Get up.”

Mikah glances up to look at her friend, who had gotten her into the business and she shakes her head no before laying her head back down on the mat, ready to give in.

♣♣ALLY  â€œIt is not that bad!”

Mikah props herself up on her elbows and raises her eyebrows at Ally.

;;MIKAH     “Really!?  I don’t see you doing as much of the work as I am!  And you’ve been retired for almost ten years!”

Her blonde friend chuckles before offering a hand to Mikah to help her up.

♣♣ALLY  â€œThat’s why I’m the one offering to help you with getting into shape for your upcoming match with Mercedes.”

Mikah scoffs and rolls her eyes at Ally.  She adjusts her sports bra before looking around.  The building was completely empty and she was okay with that.  This is where she was trained and it had been a long hard process in learning the basics before mastering the moves she did today.

;;MIKAH     “I don’t know why you just didn’t wait until I came back to Australia.  What’s Liam doing with Lilly and Axl?”

Ally shrugs her shoulders.

♣♣ALLY  â€œBeing their Dad?  And they’re fine, they love Australia and both are in school now, so it’s easier to leave without being sad about missing a milestone in their lives.  I am actually contemplating on having another child with Liam.”

Mikah raises an eyebrow at Ally.

;;MIKAH     “I thought you were done after Lilly?  Wasn’t she a handful?”

♣♣ALLY  â€œAnd then some but both of them are so cute.  Haven’t you thought about starting a family with Drake?  I know that you have Leighton, but don’t you want a baby that is all you and Drake?”

Mikah shrugs her shoulders and kicks at the mat with the toe of her boot.  She had been thinking about it because it was something she wanted.  But something always stopped her from going through with it.  She wasn’t sure if it was the love she had for the business or if she was scared that she’d lose a piece of Christian Othniel.”

;;MIKAH     “Sure I’ve thought about it; don’t all married couples think about repopulating the Earth?”

Ally could see the different look that Mikah held in her eyes and she offers her a small smile.  She couldn’t read what it was that Mikah was thinking but she knew something was up.

♣♣ALLY  â€œYes but there’s something bothering you, Mikah.  I know you better than you think I do.  What’s up?”

She lets out a sigh and moves to lean against the ropes.

;;MIKAH     “I just...sometimes I think about Christian.”

Ally doesn’t say anything, looking at Mikah and wanting her to go on.  Mikah doesn’t say anything for a while, letting herself get wrapped up in her own head for a minute.

♣♣ALLY  â€œWhat about Christian?”

Mikah visibly takes a deep breath as she looks over at Ally.

;;MIKAH     “Leighton was the last kid I had.  The last baby I had, that I carried to term.  His baby and there’s a small piece of me that wants her to be the only baby I had because it was his.  I know it’s silly and stupid but there’s just a small part of me that was all Christian’s.”

Ally gives her a empathetic look before leaning against the other set of ropes across from Mikah.

♣♣ALLY  â€œYou can’t just not start a family with Drake because you want Christian to have that piece of you, Miks.  You’ll always have a piece of him with you when you have Leighton around.  She’s his daughter and he lives on through her.  But you can’t stop living just because he did.”

;;MIKAH     “I know.  That’s why I know it’s silly to think like that but I can’t help it.”

Mikah pushes herself off of the ropes and stretches a bit before looking around.

♣♣ALLY  â€œTrust me, it will be okay.  Where is Drake today?”

;;MIKAH     “I think he went to some Sports bar to watch something on the TV.  I don’t know because I was pouting that he wouldn’t come train with us.  But he said that he was retired and didn’t need to train for anything.  It didn’t help that I told him I wasn’t going to have sex with him afterwards because I had plans.”

Mikah once again shrugs her shoulders.  She didn’t care if it hadn’t been what Drake wanted; she had to prepare a little for her match.

♣♣ALLY  â€œThat’s a lot of information that I did not need to know about.”

Mikah just shuckles and shrugs her shoulders a little at Ally.

;;MIKAH     “You asked, remember?”

♣♣ALLY  â€œTrue, well...I’m going to say that this training session is done and we can shower.  I’ll meet up with you next week when you’re in Australia.  Also, I’m in New York City for a work trip.”

Mikah laughs before shaking her head as they both get out of the ring and head to the locker rooms.

;;MIKAH     “I don’t know if I would have wanted to be in a wrestling ring if I was supposed to be in New York City for a business thing.””#

♣♣ALLY  â€œI also wanted to prove that I could still take you.”

Ally gives Mikah a small push and Mikah rolls her eyes at the taller woman.

;;MIKAH     “Yeah right.  I didn’t even try to beat you because I didn’t want to hurt you.  I know you’ve been out of practice for a while.  And it would have been horrible of me to injure you when you’re here on business.  And volunteered to help me out.”

Ally laughs to herself as they both walk into the locker room.  Mikah was still surprised that she got along with Ally as much as she did.  Ally had a good relationship with everybody in her family and everybody she came in contact with in the wrestling business.  It was how she had met her current husband and Mikah admired that Ally and Liam could make it work.

♣♣ALLY  â€œYeah, yeah.  Next time you better try harder because I’m not sure that you could take me.”

;;MIKAH     “Oh, don’t worry.  I’ll bring it.”

The girls grab their towels and hair shampoo and conditioner before heading to different showers to clean up.  Mikah focuses on her task at hand, letting herself once again get lost in her thoughts about her career and her relationship with Drake.  She did want to start a family with him but she didn’t want to put her career on hold just yet.  Especially since she had just got the chance to take the Bombshell Championship back.

Roughly thirty minutes later, both girls were walking out of the locker room, dressed and ready to leave.  Mikah was sporting a pair of skinny jeans tucked into a pair of brown riding boots and a turquoise, white, and grey striped long sleeved shirt.  Her damp hair was down and not styled.

;;MIKAH     “Thanks for agreeing to meet up with me here.  I do not know what I would have done if you had said no or hadn’t reached out to me.  Probably gained weight instead.”

♣♣ALLY  â€œYou?  Gain weight?  I would like to see that happen.  You’re pretty skinny for being as tall as you are.”

Mikah rolls her eyes, expecting that sort of thing from Ally.  Ally was a friend to her and more like a big sister as well.  She had always advised her to get the help she needed and sometimes, Mikah listened to her better than she listened to her therapist.

;;MIKAH     “You’re one to talk!  You’re like a string bean and you have two kids!”

♣♣ALLY  â€œWhat can I say?  Liam is a sex fiend.”

Mikah makes a face as Ally winks at her as they both walk out of the gym and out into the slightly cool fall air of New York City.

;;MIKAH     “But seriously, Ally.  Thank you for meeting with me today.  And trust me, I’ll be making you meet up with me sometime next week.”

 
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<text align=right> <p align=”Right”> "PIZZA AND SHOPPING."
LOCATION: OAK BROOK, ILLINOIS.
DAYS UNTIL CLIMAX CONTROL:5
EXCITEMENT LEVEL: LOW
SCENE i
REC•

TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 19, 2017
11:45 am

She walks into the house from the front door, bags of things on her arms and a pizza box balancing on her right hand.  She looks around before shrugging her shoulders, not sure where her husband is at in the house before she walks into the kitchen.  She sets the pizza down on the counter before putting her other shopping bags on the kitchen table.  She takes a deep breath and slowly lets it out before looking around, trying to decide what to do with all the bags she’d acquired.  She pushes her hair out of her face before turning to go get plates out of the cupboard when she sees Drake leaning against the frame of the door from the corner of her eye.

;;MIKAH  â€œHas anybody ever told you that you walk like a cat?”

She raises an eyebrow at him before offering him a smile as he walks in, returning a smile to his wife.  He walks over to the table and looks at the many bags from multiple different stores before raising an eyebrow and looking over to Mikah.

;;MIKAH  â€œBefore you say anything…”

She points to the box of pizza.

;;MIKAH  â€œI brought you pizza.”

She gives him an overly cheesy smile and he just raises an eyebrow, an amused look on his face as he walks over to her and stops in front of her.  He looks down into her eyes and she just looks up at him with a smile.

::DRAKE  â€œI thought you were just taking Leighton to school…”

She shrugs her shoulders, a guilty look on her face but she still had a smile on her face.

;;MIKAH  â€œI did take Leigh to school.  But I also went shopping!”

Drake just smirks and shakes his head at his wife’s shopping habits and she just gives him a grin before throwing her arms around him, enveloping him in a hug.  She squeezes him close to her before placing a kiss on his cheek.

;;MIKAH  â€œI love you too!”

Drake laughs before kissing the top of his wife’s head before moving to get himself a piece of the pizza.  She watches him with an adoring smile on her pretty face before she move to sit on one of the barstools that were sitting by the island.

::DRAKE  â€œWhat?”

She just shrugs her shoulders and smiles at him again before grabbing a piece of pizza and takes a small bite.

;;MIKAH  â€œDo you wanna go to New Zealand with me?”

Drake shrugs his shoulders, looking at her with a smirk on his face.  He shrugs his shoulders as he eats his slice of pizza.  She frowns a little bit and pouts her bottom lip out at him a little bit.  He grins at her and shoves a bite of the pizza in his mouth.

;;MIKAH  â€œPleeeeease.”


Drake shrugs his shoulders as he finishes off his slice of pizza and reaches for another one.

::DRAKE  â€œSure why not…”

She squeals and wraps her arms tightly around him before pressing her lips against hers. He smiles against her lips before he kisses her back.

::DRAKE “I didn't know it would get that reaction out of you.”

She smiles before kissing him full on the mouth once again.  She pulls away and looks at him, a sheepish look on her pretty face.

;;MIKAH “I'm glad you're going...because I booked you a ticket to go anyways.”

He raises an eyebrow at her once again and she just gives him an innocent smile.

::DRAKE “How presumptuous of you, Miks.”

She makes a face at him.

;;MIKAH “Or you could call it love. Maybe I just love you so much that I figured you'd want to go to New Zealand with me because you love me just as much….”

He gives her a mock surprised look.

::DRAKE “That definitely couldn't be it.”

He scrunches his nose up at her like she's done to him multiple times before. She giggles and pulls him into another kiss.

;;MIKAH “Off to New Zealand we go….!”

<text align=right><p align=”Right”> "WHO CARES?."
LOCATION: NEW ZEALAND.
DAYS UNTIL CLIMAX CONTROL:2
EXCITEMENT LEVEL: LOW
SCENE ii
REC•

FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 32, 2017
8:30 p.m

Mikah is seen walking backstage in the arena before noticing a camera crew approaching. She smirks and motions for them to come closer to her. She places her hands on her hips for a second. And she nods.

;;MIKAH “My match against Devona is coming up and I have a few choice words to say to her….”

She stops and shrugs her shoulders.

;;MIKAH “Actually you know what?!”

She smirks at the camera.

;;MIKAH “Forget it.”

She turns and walks out of the doors that were right there. She doesn't even look back as she leaves the arena.