[Evie Baang]

  “Coming together is a beginning, keeping together is a process. Working together is a success” – Henry Ford. It’s a motto that Gabriel has been driving into the heads of Odette and I recently and let’s just say it makes a hell of a lot of sense now. For someone who blatantly has refused to work with anyone since day one, I found myself in a sticky situation when it came to Hot Stuff… Play on words every calm down. Anyway, that transformed bastard has made it his life goal to punish me, by placing me in the tag team division. Something I didn’t fucking want. He wanted Miss Minnie and I thought fuck that, so I went out and found my own tag team partner… in Odette Nicole Stevens.

Coming together was the easy part, I mean convincing Odette to get back into the ring was easy after all she had to listen to people say she wasn’t worthy of “hall of fame” status in Sin City Wrestling. I just had to remind her that people doubted her, people saw her run-in Sin City Wrestling as worthless and somewhere deep inside her a little ball of flint set alight and well now… now Odette Stevens might just be at her greatest. She’s worked up, she’s pent up and well I made damn sure she was in the same state of mind she was in when she toppled the “top dog” Misty all those times ago. Some, might even say she has gone back to her roots and trust me when I say that, for an Aussie it mean’s nothing good for you, can come out of this equation.

Keeping together is a process, well Gabriel wasn’t wrong there as most moments I want to wrap my hands around Odette’s throat and choke the living life out of her. Purely because she’s a shit stirrer but I can assure you, there will be no issues in us ever having to watch each other’s backs. We are practically blood, so keeping this little unnamed tag team together is essentially going to be a walk in the fucking park. So, to all the naysayers waiting on our team to combust, let me enlighten you… the more you talk, the more you pour gasoline on the lit match I just pray you get burnt while you’re holding it.

Yes, you read that right, I hope you fucking burn.

Working together is a success, well I don’t think this needs an explanation but allow me to bring in a case and point. Inception II the glorious return of The Fallen, a match they were odds on favourites to win and well, well, well… look what was “stolen” from them? There glorious moment to shine was overshadowed by the return of Odette Stevens and the success of our partnership. A success that Odette and I both look forward to rolling with as we come face to face with Remi and Eden this Sunday night at Climax Control.

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It had been a long day for the duo of Odette and Evie as under the watchful eyes of Gabriel they were put through their paces by one of the greatest tag team wrestlers of all time. Evie didn’t see the purpose off all this, however Odette and Gabriel were persistent that tag team wrestling was a completely different kettle of fish to what she was used to dealing with. So, for the past six hours Gabriel had them running the ropes, going through tag team match basics and working on fluid transitions between the two. All the while the hall of famer was reminding them about the importance of being a team and having each other’s backs.

In both of their eyes this wasn’t going to be an issue but Gabriel kindly reminded them, that even the slightest lapse in judgement could spell disaster out there for each other.  Evie couldn’t help but feel like all these warnings were directed at her, as Gabriel had an invested interest in protecting his wife from harm, she couldn’t blame him after all she was the apple of his eye. She knew that after a little more time, she would prove to Gabriel that she was going to keep his wife safe at all costs.

Gabriel had finally let the two girls take a break from training, purely because he was on the beck and call of his son who was running amuck around the six-sided ring. Lucas was moving Gabriel’s lighter training equipment from one end of the gym to the other.  The two men in the room were now in a heated game of tug-of-war that of course Gabriel was losing much to Lucas’ delight as he squealed in satisfaction. Whereas the two females were sitting in the ring, both of their legs draped over the ring apron as the perched themselves against the bottom rope so they could lean on it to catch their breaths. Both were wearing three quarter black yoga tights, while Evie was in a wicked green crop top, as Odette opted for her favourite colour blue. Evie was busy pouring water onto the top of head trying to cool off, while she could sense the intense glare that could only belong to Odette. It was as if a thousand pins were pricking her skin, turning towards her partner Evie grinned wildly.

<FONT COLOR=#E56717> “What?”

That’s when Odette’s attention shifted briefly as she heard Lucas scream, once she noticed that he wasn’t in any danger she turned her attention back towards her tag team partner.

<FONT COLOR=#FAAFBA> “Don’t what me, what the hell is up your nose today?”

Evie understood the question but she didn’t understand why Odette was asking her, what was wrong as she was putting her heart and soul into this training session.

<FONT COLOR=#E56717> “I have no idea what you’re even getting at.”

The green eyes of the older Aussie rolled as she just glared towards her partner.

<FONT COLOR=#FAAFBA> “Don’t bullshit a bullshitter, you’re clearly ripping yourself apart again, so what’s going on?”

Evie just sighed, she was internally ripping herself apart but she didn’t realise that Odette had a creepy mother-like sixth sense where she could predict such things. The younger Aussie pushed off the bottom rope and placed her hands behind her, learning on them as she toyed with the idea of telling Odette a cover story to hide the truth from coming out. However, the look of concern in Odette’s face said otherwise. She was going to have to tell the truth and she knew exactly what Odette’s reaction was going to be and it wasn’t going to be good. The raven-haired Bombshell sighed deeply before she cracked her knuckles against the hard-unforgiving canvas before she spoke.

<FONT COLOR=#E56717> “I cheated on Mi Mundo.”

Her voice was just above a whisper but Odette still managed to catch her words, that’s when she lifted her hand and proceeded to bring it down over Evie’s leg horse biting her. Evie barely flinched as the ability to feel pain had been long removed from her but she still shocked by Odette’s reaction.

<FONT COLOR=#E56717> “Did you just fucking hit me?”

Odette just ran her long finger nails through her long brown hair and nodded pleased with herself, if there was one thing in this world she hated it was cheaters and now she was sharing a ring with one.

<FONT COLOR=#FAAFBA> “You fucking deserve it, what were you thinking? Who with? I need details.”

His anger quickly shifted to a need of detail, Odette wasn’t the type of girl who could just settle for a piece of the story she needed to know the who, what, when, where, why and how before she was satisfies with the outcome. Evie on the other hand liked to keep her cards close to her chest, but there was a comfort she got from Odette that she hadn’t felt for a while. They had slowly become close friends, Evie even felt horrible for Melody refusing to talk Odette she felt responsible but she didn’t know how to fix that war. Evie could sense Odette’s eyes on her skin as the older Aussie was pushing her for details, while trying to read her body for any glimmers of spoilers. It appears that being married to Gabriel had helped Odette learn the ability of reading people, or well at least Odette thought.

<FONT COLOR=#E56717> “Well…”

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The scene suddenly shifted from the surrounds of Gabriel’s training domain and now it was a few nights past, outside in one of the quieter parts of Las Vegas. It was at least 9pm on a school night, so there was less people around than normal. Or well at least it was quieter in the N9ne Steakhouse at Steakhouse at the Palms Casino, or maybe it just seemed discreet to Evie because her attention was being eaten up by one man, in particular. The two had spent a fair chuck of their nights so far inside this restaurant sampling some of the world’s best mini burgers, downing some of the coldest beers and sharing each other’s company. It wasn’t rare for these two to go out together, it also wasn’t rare for these two to be locked in some sort of competition. It was if the English Vs Aussie tradition just flowed through their veins at all hours of the day and night.  

As the two finished up their last course, they had ordered another round of drinks, it wasn’t long until those said drinks were placed on the table before them and that’s when the games began. Their attention shifted from each other up to the large TV’s on the wall that were displaying several sports, however their attention was solely on the one that had two teams of grown men chasing a round ball around a field looking for goals. Football to some, while Soccer to others. They each had picked a team and the game of shots had started, the rules were simple. If a member of your team received a foul, that was two shots, if your team was yellow carded that was one shot, if your team was red carded that was three. If the opposing team to your team scored a goal, you had to down a full pint, penalties against your team were one shots each and if your team scored a goal, you had to take two shots. Did you get all that? I surely hope so.

The next ninety minutes for some might have been a blur but for Evie and her male companion it was almost too easy as they both at different times had to consume a multiple array of shots and drinks. At the end the whistle sounded but the scores were locked up at one all which you all know means it had to go into extra time and while you know what they say it’s double or nothing in over time so the amount of alcohol that was consumed almost surpassed the entire game. With Leicester and Derby locked in a heated battle it wasn’t long until Leicester scored another goal followed by another locking up the game at three to one meaning of course his chosen team has won.

The two had jumped up from their seats and he turned to Evie to gloat, however, no words were found instead it was just her lips on his, or was it his lips on hers? Either way the chance for gloating was replaced for what Aussies would call a pash. Their lips met at first, before they parted to looked at each other. Her hands ran up his chest before they reached his shoulders, holding him there. His hands rand down her sides and sat proudly on her hips before, they eagerly kissed again. Their lips parting as they intertwined, his hands move from her hips to the back of her neck, so he could deepen the kiss, while Evie’s right hand ran up to behind his head, her nails gently dragging against his skin as they embraced. Completely ignoring the people around, them, in this moment they felt alone. Evie stepped up closer to him, her body now pressed against his, as her tongue slid gently at first inside his mouth to dwell with his, however as polite as they two tried to be the tension pushed them to be more aggressive but delicate. It wasn’t until they were deep in this kiss that the realisation of what they were both doing ripped them apart.

His eyes meet hers as he removed his hands from her body, hers flashed up to look into his as she did the same and the two just looked at each other nervously.

<FONT COLOR=#E56717> “I’m so sorry.”

Was all she could whisper, while he just nervously smiled.

<FONT COLOR=#368BC1> “Yeah, me too… pub?”

He didn’t want this night to end on this awkward note so he presented them with an out.

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<FONT COLOR=#FAAFBA> “Hold up, you made out with Ben Jordan?”

The scene flicked back to the modern day and time with Odette and Evie deep in conversation, Evie was just looking at Odette with a hint of shyness in her presence. While Odette was looking at her like a proud mother. Evie didn’t have to say anything she just nodded confirming Odette’s suspicion.

<FONT COLOR=#FAAFBA> “Do you know how many people are going to be like, I knew this was going to happen? I totally knew they were going to hook up. Not to mention how fucking awkward is this going to be at work on Sunday night? I love it.”

Evie just looked at Odette who was now chuckling to herself, this was funny, well the whole cheating thing wasn’t funny to her but the whole situation that Evie was in was just going to play into people’s hands.

<FONT COLOR=#FAAFBA> “Oh, MY GOD, you cheated on your Mundo with Ben Jordan, this is the greatest… that friendship you just struck up with Jamie is going to null and void and you can bet that Sammi is going to slap the taste of Jordan out of your mouth on Sunday night.”

Evie’s eyes narrowed, she knew damn well that she had just burnt her bridges with that group and that their “friendships” were probably going to be over. Not only that she hadn’t heard from Ben Jordan since, so work this Sunday night was going to be turmoil.

<FONT COLOR=#E56717> “You think I care about all of that? I have to tell Mi Mundo what happened, so laugh all you want Odette as my small percentage of happiness just combusts around me.”

Her voice was low and bitter; however, she wasn’t truly mad at Odette she was furious at herself. She had just lit a match and thrown it on her damn house and now she had to stand back and watch it burn to the ground and just pray that some of her valuables could withstand the fire. That’s when the look on Odette’s face shifted from humoured to serious, she hadn’t thought of Evie now feeling alone. She didn’t have the words right now to fix this, however she could offer Evie a piece of comfort as she draped her arm over Evie’s shoulders and pulled her into her side for a forced hug. Evie’s body squirmed under this touch of compassion, she wasn’t used to it and it felt weird to her knowing that someone cared for her. As she tried to wriggle free Gabriel made his way back over towards them both with a disturbed look on his face.

<FONT COLOR=#B6B6B4> “Do I even want to know?”

Lucas ran up behind Gabriel and ran straight into the back of his legs, causing Odette to giggle. Giving Evie the best excuse to escape this hug as she wormed her out from underneath Odette’s arm as she was to focused on her son who was terrorizing his father. The freedom and the giggles were short lived as once they were all done swooning over the child Gabriel put them all back to work Lucas included who was now pretending to be the referee.

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The scene quickly shifts to later that night, both Evie and Odette are standing in the middle of the six-sided ring inside Gabriel’s training compound. The lights in the building have been cut, but the girls are still seen from the moon light that is radiating in from the windows. Evie who is standing to the back is resting up against the ropes, looking towards the camera. She has a pair of ripped black jeans on, her mid drift slightly on display while her big black thick wolf fur (fake of course) coat drowns her. The hoodie is draped over her head, however shades of her black hair with bright purple ombre can be seen. Her arms a folded across her chest as she looks for the camera towards Odette. The older of the two Odette is standing to the front of the ring, she is wearing a pair of black pin point heels, light blue skin hugging jeans, with a white tank top. Her long brown hair is up in a high-power ponytail while she looks directly at the camera before them. It had been a while since had been place in front of a camera, or done a promotional however, no one single drop of fear could be found in her tall dominant presence.  With a simple lick of her glossed lips Odette got this one under way.

<FONT COLOR=#FAAFBA> “It’s been a while.”

Her trademark white smile was on display as she took a step towards the camera before Mrs Stevens continued.

<FONT COLOR=#FAAFBA> “I would like to take this moment in time to thank the fans for welcoming me back into Sin City Wrestling, with open arms and for the people who ever doubted me…”

Odette graciously flipped the camera off before letting out a slight giggle.

<FONT COLOR=#FAAFBA> “Now let’s get down to business, this week at Climax Control I find myself officially back inside the six-sided Sin City Wrestling ring… when I team up with the enigma that is known as Evie Baang and we get to go after the team of Remi and Edie. Wow, the commentators are going to have a field day when Evie and Edie step inside the ring together this Sunday, talk about a tongue twister bound to happen.”

She paused so everyone could catch up before she quickly set back off on her promotional.

<FONT COLOR=#FAAFBA> “I can’t wait to be back in California, showing these relatively new girls a thing or two about how things used to go down in Sin City Wrestling, you see it seems to me people are getting to caught up trying to make new legacies that they are forgetting the golden bombshells who build this division, so they could be fortunate enough to work in. I’m talking about the likes of Misty Waters, Vixen, Necra and myself... who build this division from the floor up that seem to be forgotten when people go talking about the Bombshell division… by the likes of Mikah, Kate and Delia… it’s okay truly it is, because this Sunday night I’m going to send a gentle reminded that I might have been a blast from the past bombshell in the eyes of most of Sin City Wrestling, but I can promise you… I’m not past my prime, I’m not out of my depth and that I can and I will be a part of this Grace and Mean Girls era that everyone seems to be harping on about. Unfortunately, that message must be sent through Remi and Edie and now please let it be clear that I have nothing against these girls, everything will be left in the ring, I however, don’t plan on taking it easy on them. I have a proud wrestling name to protect and well, do you really think I’m going to let my husband down?”

A slight chuckle from Evie, breaks Odette’s train of thought for a second as she turns back to glare at her tag team partner who lifts her hands up in innocence. Odette returns her attention back towards the camera and sets off speaking again.

<FONT COLOR=#FAAFBA> “So, Edie and Remi, don’t take this match personally this weekend at Climax Control… It’s just if by proving my worth to Sin City Wrestling I must beat you, I’m well… I’m going to beat you. I mean the fact I even have to prove myself is beyond a joke, nevertheless I built my career on proving people wrong… so Tommy Knocks, I hope you’re ready to eat a bag of dicks when I gracefully walk back into Sin City Wrestling and steal the spotlight with such ease and I cement my place in Sin City Wrestling… hell I might just even use your precious little Sam Marlowe to do the trick.”

That wicked smirk was now on her face, one that the Sin City Wrestling fans knew all too well.

<FONT COLOR=#FAAFBA> “Now Edie and Remi, I look forward to seeing you Sunday and may the better team win.”

Odette took a step back and Evie pushed herself off the ropes as the camera turned more towards her.

<FONT COLOR=#E56717> “May the best team win? Ha, fuck me… Excuse my tag team partner who seems to be suffering from a lapse of judgement… because the result on Sunday is crystal fucking clear. Odette and I are going to walk into Climax Control with one set action in mind and that’s to rip Team Technicolor to shreds. Fuck me, are you kidding me Odette with this nice girl bullshit? There is no time or place to be nice and I’m sure as hell aren’t going to be nice to Remi and Edie on Sunday night.”

Evie’s voice was harsh, to the point and demanding of your attention.

<FONT COLOR=#E56717> “Now Odette might be promising that this match is going to be all rainbows and kisses but I can assure you, once I step into the ring the vomit of colour is going to be overshadowed by the poise of darkness. The happiness will shift to sadness and the good old fashion, love of the fight is going to change into the fight for survival. I’m not here to just kick it back and hang with the bottom dwellers. I signed to Sin City Wrestling to be the top of my field and now week after week I get to witness Mark Ward cream himself in delight as he throws tag team threats my way. You honestly think that confining me to the tag team ranks that I’ll lose focus on what’s truly important? Do you really think I’ll lose my need to brutalize and punish your bland Women’s division? Save your sweet dreams for the bed room Mark because you’re going to learn restraining me the facing people like The Fallen and Team Fruit Loops Vomit is going to back fire on you, so hard and so fast.”

She stops to turn side on with the camera, adjusting her focus towards the moon light so the shine can highlight across her face to see her snarl.

<FONT COLOR=#E56717> “So, Remi and Edie… you have one man to blame for the outcome this Sunday night and that’s Mr Mark Ward himself. In fact, if you two think you’re going to walk out of this one unharmed you have another thing coming for you. A message needs to be delivered, so consider yourselves as my carrier pigeons. I’m going to tear this little pathetic attempt of a sisterly love tag team apart and expose it for what it is, that being the Remi show… and what Remi wants, Remi gets no matter how or why… leaving Edie out in the cold. I mean Edie where was Remi when you needed her after your predictable divorce from Caleb? Oh, that’s right she was getting spit roasted by Johnny and Ryan. Where was your sister all those nights you were alone, with no one to turn to? Oh, that’s right… she was out buying the Plan B. Where was your treasured sister Edie when you needed her the most? That’s right… she wasn’t there so what makes you think she is going to save you at Climax Control? What makes you think that rainbow haired mole is going to fucking stand up for you and fight for you? Because newsflash she won’t she’ll have her head in the clouds, moaning to the thoughts of Ryan Keys.”

That wicked smile was still on her face as she continued.

<FONT COLOR=#E56717> “This Sunday is going to be a play date, and I’m not talking about when Key’s squirts his kids on your face and they slide down your cheek… Remi. I’m talking about the fact that Odette and I will walk over you and make your sisterly bond look like a forced arrangement. I’d like to say it’s nothing personal, I mean you guys haven’t done anything against me, right? Well let’s just say I put full fucking responsibility of Bad Company falling apart on your shoulders and that right there, that’s enough to warrant me coming after you in revenge. Had it not been for your fuckery and you two leeching onto Caleb and Johnny, who fucking knows that they could have turned into? But no… you just had to sink your teeth into them because you were desperate for attention. You wanted your careers to take off, I mean what better way right? The female tag team of the moment attaches themselves to the male tag team of the moment. The whole beginning of my career was for nothing, you wasted my time and now I have to make up for it… and lord have mercy on your fucking souls this Sunday night because I sure as shit won’t.”

Evie turned back to the camera before finishing her part of the promotional.

<FONT COLOR=#E56717> “We’ll see you Sunday night and on that same night Sin City Wrestling will finally realise that there is a true tag team on the scene that everyone should be worried about… and that’s our team.”

Evie turn back to Odette who just smiles as the scene slowly faded to black.