Not so average Thanksgiving;
It the day where you’re meant to be surrounded by your family, celebrating everything you are thankful for. Yet, that wasn’t what Dani had in store for her Thanksgiving morning, she had back to back interviews to deal with this morning before she could head home and spend time with two people, she was very thankful for, Fenris and Aron. Sure, the Icelandic duo didn’t celebrate Thanksgiving but that didn’t mean that they didn’t have something small planned at home and if Danielle was being completely honest, she couldn’t wait to get home and spend time with two of her closest friends.
The morning had run smoothly with two interviews knocked out of the way, one promoting Sin City Wrestling the other was more casual as Daniel had started running an add campaign for The Golden Ring Casino, so Danielle just had to lead her voice to some of the commercials to help them drum up some business. It wasn’t that the Casino needed it, the place had been booming since it opened. It turns out that people will in fact travel a little further down the strip for a good time and everyone who doubted London Underground’s decision to set up shop at the bookend of the street, were now silently kicking themselves.
Danielle was dressed in a pair of black ripped jeans, that were accompanied by a pair of black heels. Her shirt of choice for toward was just a black SCW shirt that she had tied the bottom into a knot that sat in the middle of her torso, showing off just a slight amount of her toned abs. On top of her head was a black wide brimmed felt hat, something that she frequently wore as it helped contain her short fly away strands of hair.
She was running late for her next meeting, which wasn’t something uncommon as Danielle wasn’t the best at time management when it came to bookings. It was something she was going to have to work on, if she was going to make it in the business, she needed to make sure she could be at the right place at the right time. For many reasons, one it was just respectful and two well the thought of letting anyone down was enough to drive her to do better than the day before.
Rounding the corner, she made her way down the short hallway towards the elevators inside the local radio station building. The good thing about Vegas is that most stations were housed in the one building, that just had a different broadcasting team on each floor making media days like these a breeze. Just as Danielle stepped up to push the down button to summoned the lift the doors, slid open in front of her with the loud sound of a ding that followed. Before she could step in, she moved to the side and watched a Gabriel and Despy (with Angel of course) stepped out from the elevator. It truly was a small world at times. As the group shared a smile and some hellos, Danielle was quick to step into the lift before it disappeared making her later than what she already was. As the doors started to slide, close a large hand grabbed hold of the silver door stopping it from closing all the way, and in stepped Daniel E Morgan.
“You’ve got to be kidding me?” Was all Danielle could say as she looked up at her boss.
Daniel didn’t say a word, he just stepped into the elevator with a smile on his face. “Good morning to do you.” Was all his English accent could offer with his smile.
Dani just looked up at her boss with an unamused look on her face. “Don’t we see enough of each other?” her voice was playful as she didn’t mean any disrespect, it was all coming from a good place.
The loud ding sounded in the background as the door closed once more, this time finally shutting before Daniel and Danielle punched in what floor number they wanted. Ironically, they were both after the same floor.
“Why are you working today?” Dani said with a smile as she looked up at him.
Daniel just smirked. “I’m English love, we don’t celebrate turkey day.”
The elevator took a while to get moving, its first movement was a harsh jolt down, but it quickly caught itself before anything too drastic happened. Dani just looked at Daniel, a look of concern on her face.
“It’s alright, it’s just old.” Daniel tried to calm her nerves as he looked around the elevator.
As soon as those words left his lips the lights in the silver box cut off, leaving them in darkness for a moment before they flickered back on. Danielle didn’t waste any time as she made her way over towards the line up of buttons looking for the doors open button, but she more she pushed them in panic the more the lights continued to flick on and off.
“Daniel.” Was all her voice could offer riddled with concern.
No sooner, was his hands on her shoulders and in between the flashes of light she could see his lips moving as he spoke to her.
“It’s alright.” He did his best to calm her down.
As the lift continued to bump up and down with the lights flickering, it finally calm to a stop, but yet the lift was stuck. Only the emergency lights kicked on to light the small space up enough that they could see each other. Reaching across Daniel pressed the operator button, to only be met with the sound of an engaged signal, meaning the elevator wasn’t correctly maintained and no service team could be contacted.
“Well, that’s fucked.” He was frank with his words before he looked down at his cell phone, looking for a bar of service.
As Daniel remained calm and collected, looking for exit routes, Danielle just slammed her back into the wall before she slide down to sit on the floor. Her heart racing at a million miles.
“I don’t do well in small spaces.” Was all she could offer in between short breathes.
Daniel just moved his way around the lift, so he could sit on the floor across from her. His eyes watched her as she gasped for air. He was going to have to look for a way to out of this mess later as right now, he needed to keep Danielle’s mind away from the worst.
“It’ll be aright love… help is on the way.” It was a bit of a lie, but it was coming from a good place. “In the meantime, why don’t we get comfortable.”
He offered her his suit jacket, Danielle didn’t move as Daniel wrapped it around her shoulders. “That should keep you from freezing” his words were accompanied with a smile.
A weird silence crossed the room as Dani took a moment to collect herself before she could join in with any sort of conversation.
“Imagine the stories when this gets out?” She said with a frown.
“I won’t tell a single sole.” He crossed his heart with a smirk. “Plus, were already married off… aren’t we?”
They both rolled their eyes, before Daniel looked down at his phone once more looking for service but no bars were shown.
“I’m going to be so late for my next meeting.” Dani just sighed, disappointed in herself.
“I’m sure I’ll understand, that things like this happen?” Was all he could harshly retort with.
Dani just shook her head from side to side. “It’s like I’m a bad luck magnet, shit like this just follows me.” she motioned to her string of bad luck lately.
“Knock it off, would you?” He barked out to grab her attention. “If I’m going to be stuck in this shell for a while, I don’t want to listen to you mope about.” Daniel still had his smirk on his face. “I’d rather play eye fucking spy.”
“Fine.” Dani just chuckled. “I spy with my little eye something beginning with…” She looked around the lift there wasn’t much on offer. “W.”
“Let me guess… wall?” He said jokingly.
“How did you know?” she smiled, finally coming to the terms with her surroundings.
“Lucky guess.” Daniel just smirked, leading the two into a proper conversation so they could both get their minds off what was happening around them.
It was going to be a loooooooong morning and both of them… as they just chatted back and forth with some small talk in a bid to pass the time.
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One hour later;
“Despy what are you doing?” Was all Gabriel could ask, although he should probably know better than to ask that question now.
Despy just looked over his shoulder at Gabriel, while trying to hide his IPhone that he was clutching in his hands.
“Umm, nothing.” His eyes shifted from side to side before he looked down at Angel. “okay, fiiiiiiine” Was all he could mutter, and he was defeated without even putting up a fight. “It was all his idea.” His attention shifting to Angel.
Both men reached out, as Despy offered up his phone, while Gabriel was eager to see what his brother was up to. It didn’t take long for his eyes to widen at the sight on the screen in front of him. It was live footage of the lift system inside the building, and inside the stuck lift he could see Danielle and Daniel seated on the floor playing the waiting game as they were looking to be “rescued”
“Why?” Was all Gabriel could utter as he hand Despy back his phone.
“Angel told me that things happen in elevators, he said that they clear up rumours… and well… he’s not wrong.” Despy said with a smile. “Those two… together?” He pointed at the screen once more, to prove his point. “Nothing, see… nothing is going on… so boring.” He says with rolled eyes.
Despy didn’t understand the concept of the elevator whispers, that had circled Sin City Wrestling, but he was in full PI mode and he was quite proud with himself as he managed to solve another mystery in Sin City Wrestling. That Daniel and Danielle were in fact, NOT. DATING!
“Fix this, now.” Was all Gabriel could say, to which Despy just nodded his head.
He quickly fumbled away at his phone, before it slipped from his hand and onto the floor. “Oops.” Was all he could coyly offer as he bent down to pick it up. “Double oops.” Was the only words that escaped his lips as he picked up his phone to see what damage his slippery fingers had cause.
“What now?” Gabriel just looked at his younger brother, slightly amused by this situation.
“Let’s just say, were going to have to take the stairs.” He offered with a smile, before Despy and Angel made their way towards the fire escape.
Leaving Gabriel behind, Despy was quick to dart out of trouble leaving poor Danielle and Daniel stuck in elevator hell.
~~
“Amy Marshall.” The name was called as if she was reading a roll before the current Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion continued. “The one and only Amy Marshall.” Her name was said with excitement in her tone, showing the world that she wasn’t scared to utter her opponents name.
The camera quickly shifted from the darkness and moved into the light to see Danielle Weston, standing tall her Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship was draped over her shoulder. It’s name plate shone brightly under the lights as is effortlessly displayed her name. Dani stepped towards the camera, she was dressed in her ring gear, giving the illusion that she was ready to go.
“Sunday night, at Climax Control… I find myself standing across the six-sided ring staring directly into the eyes of the women, who couldn’t get the job done at High Stakes.” Dani’s voice was direct as she focused on the camera lens, not letting her attention shift or fail her. The last things she needed was for people to say she wasn’t really focused enough for her position. “And yet, here we go again… another match is handed to Amy Marshall and why?” her voice remained calm as she spoke, she didn’t want to let everyone know that she wasn’t really okay with this match.
Her large black shoes that covered her feet made a clunk sound as she started to eat up the distance between herself and the camera man. The sole focus of the camera was now on Dani’s face as she pushed a strand of her long brown hair out of her face, tucking it behind her right ear.
“Why? Because she took her finger tips to her keyboard and sparked off a little tweet. That’s why.” A sigh escaped the champions lips before she continued. “It’s basically the premise of how people like Amy Marshall and Jessie Salco work around here, they jump off on social media. Then they hope and pray that it kicks off and like a sandstorm, we get to sit back and watch it take over… of blow on by.” She titled her head to the side, before she adjusted her championship.
“Where is the work ethic in that? Where is the dedication? The passion? It’s nowhere to be seen and yet… her we are, just hours away from meeting each other inside that ring once more, for the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship.” Her smile turned into a grin, as she was excited about what was going to happen next.
“Sunday night, won’t be your moment to shine Amy, this will be another one of those moments that you and the rest of the world get to watch another chance, just blow on past you.” Dani ran her hand over her championship, her manicured nails almost dancing across the nameplate as she showed it off. “You will try, and you will fail.” Her attention shifted towards the World Bombshell Championship. “Because, this right here.” Dani tapped her title, with a proud grin on her face. ‘Isn’t going anywhere.”
Shifting her attention back towards the camera, the little girl from Daytona Beach had seemed to find a little spark that she had previously been missing.
“At High Stakes, you took me to my limits and truth be told, you were just milliseconds away from keeping the match alive… no doubt you’ll spruik about how you would be the champion today if it wasn’t for Apple.” A playful yawn left her glossed lips before she continued. “Yet, all of those figures, won’t add up to the solid facts and the fact of the matter is… you were added into our match at High Stakes at the last minute, you didn’t earn it… You pushed your self to the limit at High Stakes… but you fell short… and now, you’re going to come into this match claiming that you are going to take the World Bombshell Championship away from me?” A lively smirk crossed her face. “I’m going to say, with great odds that, it’s very unlikely that you’re going to take away what is mine.” She tapped the title once more backing up her statement.
“I put my blood, sweat and tears into becoming the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion. I proved the whole world wrong, when they doubted me. I clawed my way back from one of the worst beginnings that Sin City Wrestling has ever witnessed, but here I am… and here we are.” She lifted the World Bombshell Championship up nice and high to show it off, in all it’s glory.
Danielle placed the title back over her shoulder, adjusting it so it sat proudly before she took a moment to figure out where is she was going to go next.
“This is what we fight for.” She slapped her right hand on the title. “This is what we tear the house down for” Another passionate slap to the belt, she was displaying to the world what was on offer not being disrespectful. “THIS is what you want in your hands, one… last… time.” She was being extra dramatic with her words, a side that no one had seen before with Dani, but still that smile was on her face. It was time for Dani to bring in some facts yet maintain her good girl image that wasn’t a front, it was just who she was.
“Before High Stakes Amy, you promised the world that you were going to walk out as the NEW Champion, and yet what happened? You weren’t even in the ring when it counted, you couldn’t make the save when it mattered.” A Tsk, tsk left the champions lips as she continued. “You took your eye off the prize and you left it slip between your fingertips, what makes you think that things time round will be any different? Huh?” Dani just brushed a strand of her long brown hair, tossing it over her shoulder before she backed up her question with a statement. “Apple, might be out of the picture, but mark my words… you’re still not even in the title frame.”
It was a sips tea moment for Danielle as she smiled towards the camera, knowing that she only had a few minutes left of air time, so she decided to kick this one off and round it up on the home stretch.
“Two weeks ago, you ran your mouth about the likes of Mikah, saying that she was a terrible champion. You even implied that Kate wasn’t worth anyone’s time and that out of everyone on the roster… you deserved to be the champion?” A shocked look crossed Dani’s face as she quickly continued. “You really put yourself, you… the failed hall of famer above the likes of Mikah and Kate?” Dani shook her head from side to side. “Which head knock of your career was the blow that took you from living in reality, to lingering around fantasy land? At what point of your career did you sit back and think to yourself, that you were the top Bombshell that this company had ever witnessed? At what point, did you think for one sound second that you… you of all people could just write off people like Mikah and Kate? When you’re flat out… keeping up with the likes of Trinity Jones and Seleana Zdunich?”
Dani just stopped, no more words left her lips and she wanted that to sink in. The look on her face said it all she was disgusted in Amy Marshall. Sure, this was a business where people made a living off slandering people, but Danielle couldn’t stand it when someone made themselves out to be greater than the greats. Sure, Amy had a hall of fame status under her belt, but when was the last time she did something worthy of that title?
“Don’t you dare stand there and claim to be the be all and end all of Sin City Wrestling. Don’t you dare claim that you’re the bar that we need to be at. In the lead up to High Stakes, you kept telling me to prepare myself for the worst and that you were going to out wrestle me… and show the world that my good girl image would only get me so far.” Danielle stopped to catch her self before she went off on a rant, quickly composing herself she continued. “And what happened? You lost… you failed to keep your word and if I’m honest… fatigue kicked in and simply you weren’t able to keep up with Apple… or myself.” A simple shrug of the shoulders was all Dani could offer. “And that’s why you weren’t able to be there when it mattered… that’s why you weren’t there in time to save the one, two, three.”
Danielle just looked at the camera, her hazel eyes seemed fiery as this newer more harsh side of her was being shown for the first time. Yet she still managed to do it, without coming across as a dreaded mean girl.
“So, on Sunday night, I look forward to stepping into that ring with you once more. I look forward to main eventing the show with you, but let it be known Amy… this time when the result is the same… this time when I pin YOU… what excuse are you going to use to justify your actions? Who are you going to point your finger at and blame?” Dani ran her hand over her championship. “There will be no hurdles, there will no Apple… there will just be me and you… and once I show the world, that I earned my spot at the top… it wasn’t luck as you liked to bury it as… I put in the work, I trained, and I trained hard to get where I am today.” Her teeth were gritted, she hated having to justify her existence. “What bullshit are you going to dribble to justify you inability to capture the one thing, you want most in your Sin City Wrestling career. You want one more run, one more time of being at the top of the mountain, what happens when that avalanches around you on Sunday night? What happens next, after you fail?”
She stopped to let those questions take their toll as everyone heard them. It was unlike Dani to be this direct, but she wasn’t going to back down without a fight and she wasn’t going to stand back and leave herself undefended anymore. It was time for the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion to learn that it was more than okay to stand up for herself.
“I’ll see you on Sunday night Amy Marshall and whatever will be, will be… but don’t underestimate me and don’t try and belittle what I’ve done to get to where I am today.” A firm look was all she gave the camera before she kicked off once more. “It’s time to put up and shut up and mark my words, I’ll show you that I’m NOT a boring champion, when I take you to you absolute limit at Climax Control and believe me… when your dangling on the edge, nothing… and I mean nothing will stop me from pushing you off.” A sweet smirk found it’s home on Danielle’s face as she looked the camera up and down.
“As for my Dinos, I’ll see you all on Sunday night and trust me, this right here.” She tapped the title over her shoulder. “Isn’t going anywhere, without a fight.” Just a big smile was left on her face. “Get ready for the match of the night and get ready to witness the future, eclipsing the past.”
As it was time to wrap this one up, Danielle took a moment to think of her last line before she head off to focus on her title defence this Sunday night.
“Oh, and once, I make my way past Amy Marshall, I want everyone to know that my open challenge is still on the table.” She said confidently before she finished with. “Thank you, next.” She confidently winked as she used the Ariana Grade tag line to finish her promotional.
The cameras panned out on the Champions smiling face, before it ended in darkness.
