“MONSTER.”
LOCATION: LAS VEGAS, NEVADA.
DAYS UNTIL THE MATCH: 2
SCENE: i
REC
FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 20, 2020
TIME: 5:45 PMMikah is seen sitting on the floor in a room that appeared to be all concrete. Off to the right of her, there were a few metal chairs that were knocked over on their sides as if they’d been thrown around. She looks as if she hadn’t seen a shower for a day or two and her hair was down and appeared to be wet and she didn’t have her extensions in, her hair only went to just below her shoulders. She was wearing a simple pair of gray sweatpants with one leg bunched up around her mid-calf and had a simple white tank top on that showed the straps to her black bra. Her make up was just
slightly smudged under her eyes.
;;Mikah “Monsters, they exist right?”Her eyes flicker up to the camera as it was across from her.
;;MIKAH “I mean, considering the fact that Brainless Bill wants to compare this match on Sunday with him and Bea against me and Kristopher to World War II, I would agree that there are monsters in the world. But I’m not the one making the comparisons of a match to a war. A war, that was against a Monster but I’m not sure that Kristopher or I could be considered monsters to the caliber of that man.”She stares straight ahead for a moment, letting the camera film her just sitting there in silence. She takes a deep breath.
;;MIKAH “I’m not a good person. I’ve never claimed to be a good person and I never will claim to be one. Those words have never come out of my mouth but to compare Kristopher and I to the likes of Adolf Hitler? That’s pretty low, even for somebody like Brainless Bill and Befuddled Bea. Now, I don’t expect them to understand half the words that come out of my mouth because they’re some backwoods types of people and I’m not about that life. But if you want to make the comparison to World War II about our match, Brainless Bill, then you better yourself in Adolf Hitler’s shoes because your outcome is going to be the same as his. You’re still going to fucking lose.”She rolls her eyes before picking at a loose string on her sweatpants. She looks around the room for a moment, her eyes a little shifty before she focuses back on the camera.
;;MIKAH “You keep bringing up that Kristopher lost to you in his first match back in the company, Brainless Bill. But what I want to know is, have you beat him since his return match? Nope. You’re still just a fucking loser like you will always be with a second rate wife and no life. You’re just going to keep spinning your wheels while insisting that you’re going to beat Kristopher and myself. And do I really need to be worrying about you? No, because you are not legally allowed to touch me in the ring. I don’t have to step in the ring with you but I could kick your ass if I absolutely had to, you know. And that’s a fact. I’ve faced bigger, badder, more stupid monsters than you. And I could take you down easily. I’d have you crying like a little bitch if it was allowed. So continue to compare me and Kristopher to those that tried to win that war. You’re going to lose so that makes you Hitler.”She shakes her head before looking up at the ceiling.
;;MIKAH “I’ve been to war in that ring before. I’ve fought many monsters and I’ve fought my own personal battles, I don’t need to fight two idiots that don’t have a chance in hell of winning. But I’m going to do it because it’s fun. But there are things that I’ve done that nobody knows about. Nobody knows about the monsters I’ve faced on my own. Or that the demons keep coming back to me and I can’t shake them. But I’m still here, and I’m still fighting the monsters and the demons of my life. So taking on the likes of Brainless Bill and Befuddled Bea is going to be easier than some of the other things I’ve had to face in my life.”She looks across from her, a blank look entering her eyes as her eyes land on Christian Othniel who was sitting across from her. She just stares at him, tears entering her eyes as she looks at his ghost like form. She was still confused about that entire situation but at the same time, she didn’t want to question it as she didn’t want to lose him.
;;MIKAH “Over ten years ago, I battled an eating disorder. And eating disorder that I still have a few struggles with today. But that was harder to fight than fighting either of these two will be. I’ve had to fight my own personal hell before and that is definitely harder than fighting the two Brainless wonders of SCW.”She takes a deep breath and slowly lets it out.
;;MIKAH “Almost five years ago, I lost the one person I loved the most in the world to a drug overdose.”She rubs her lips together as a tear drops down her cheek and she is quick to wipe it away as she stares at Christian’s ghostlike form.
;;MIKAH “And that? That was a hard pill to swallow. That was the biggest monster I’ve ever had to face.”She hadn’t ever talked about how hard it was to face that demon. And she still really couldn’t face it, she couldn’t tell him to leave her alone. To let her live her life without him because she didn’t want to live her life without him. That much she knew.
;;MIKAH “It was even harder than losing my Bombshell championship for the first time. And that wasn’t a big of a deal compared to what happened barely a week later.”She takes a deep breath as she continues to just stare at Christian, not even looking at the camera. She wipes her face to get rid of all the tears that were there.
;;MIKAH “Losing Christian Othniel was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to endure and it still haunts me to this day. People wondered why I didn’t ask for a rematch against Sam Marlowe back in February of 2016, well there’s your reason. I was barely clinging to life myself and I just…I didn’t care about wrestling or competed. I struggled with sobriety and I’m not just talking alcohol.”She looks at Christian as he sits across from her. He rubs his hand over his face, listening to her speak so candidly to the camera.
;;MIKAH “I contemplated just you know walking away and never returning to anything that could be considered a life or a career. Because things didn’t matter to me anymore. I didn’t care if I won matches or if I lost matches and 2016 is the worst year of my career. 2015? Definitely the best but did I get any recognition for anything that I did in 2015? Nope because all of those sheep that are in the back thought that I was intoxicated every single Climax Control, which wasn’t true. I only drank on the shows where I wasn’t booked in a match. I didn’t risk anybody’s lives in the ring like the fucking imbeciles in the back like to think I did. But you know, that’s another story. We’re talking about monsters.”She takes a deep breath as her eyes stay locked on Christian Othniel. She hated talking about his death and how it affected her and how it still affects her.
;;MIKAH “I will never get over that Christian chose drugs over me and his child, that will always haunt me. But I’m stronger than my monsters and the skeletons in my closet.”She pauses for a moment or two as she stares at him and the camera pans over to see what she was looking at but there was nothing but a wall there. The camera moves back to Mikah as she lean against the wall, one leg bent up and her forearm resting on her knee and the other leg straight out in front of her.
;;MIKAH “I know that people like to discredit me as a competitor. I know they say that I talk a big game. And that I like to take my opponents for granted. I’m not stupid, I hear what the morons in the back say about me but you know what that says to me?”She looks into the lens of the camera, a cold hearted look in her eyes.
;;MIKAH “That I’m the monster in their story. Because I was the monster that they couldn’t slay or beat to get whatever it was that they needed to achieve. Look at the nutjob, I’ve beaten her so many times that it’s become boring and bland to me. And don’t even get me started on Mercedes Vargas.”She rolls her eyes at the thought of her.
;;MIKAH “You see, Befuddled Bea, your claim that you gave me bumps and bruises that I never got over is a lie. You might have held your own in that one match, but there were aches or pains or bruises that you speak of. You’re a liar and I hate liars. I won that match for Kristopher and myself, and while you brought it to me, according to you, not me, it doesn’t matter if you can hold your own in that ring against me or not. I’m one half of the Mixed Tag Team champions, not you. And I’ll be damned if I’m going to let some mother fucking liar take it from me.”She shakes her head at the camera.
;;MIKAH “You’re not horrible in the ring, I’ll give you that. But you don’t match up to me and my talent in that ring. I’ve worked too long, and too hard to have the ability to do what I do in that ring without a second thought. It’s like breathing to me, being in that ring and nobody’s ever believed me before. Nobody thought that when I returned in July that I’d be ready to be back after nearly two years off from competing. They all thought that I’d be riddled with ring rust and that I’d fall flat on my face like they wanted me to. But that didn’t happen.”She reaches up and brushes the wet strands of her hair out of her face as she continues to look at the camera before her eyes once again fall to Christian Othniel once more. She just stares at him as another tear drops down her cheek.
;;MIKAH “After everything that I’ve been through and after everything that I’ve put myself through, I’m not going to let myself lose to the likes of Befuddled Bea and Brainless Bill. My career has come too far to let the likes of those two imbeciles take the championships from Kristopher and myself.”She tucks her blonde hair behind her ear as she stares at the wall in front of her where she could see Christian Othniel’s ghost form but to everybody else, there was nobody else.
;;MIKAH “You should be worried, Befuddled Bea. You should be really worried.”She didn’t bother looking up at the camera as she keeps eye contract with Christian Othniel. She breathes in deeply and slowly lets it out as she tries her best to keep control over her emotions that seemed to be all over the place.
;;MIKAH “Because I’m going to be the monster in this match, the monster that you’re going to be scared to face. Because I’m better than you, I’d say bigger than you but physically, you’re bigger than I am but my talent? It’s way bigger than yours. I don’t need a man to make my career relevant. Remember, I am the measuring stick that people compare the rookie bombshells too. Is it my fault that people compare the newbies to the likes of me? No but that does mean that my talent overshadows yours in this match, Befuddled Bea. And you better realize just who the hell you’re messing with.”She looks across the room at Christian again, her eyes looking him over as she smiles softly at him. She struggled with her emotions when it came to him. She wasn’t able to sort them out and keep them from her face.
;;MIKAH “You think this is going to be a walk in the park for you and Brainless Bill. I know I talk about myself a lot and that my skills are better than your-which, they are don’t forget that-but Kristopher? He’s no walk in the park and Brainless Bill should know that. Sure, you got the win over him in his return match but he hasn’t lost a match since then, has he?”She pulls her eyes away from Christian to look at the camera, a smirk playing on her pretty face. She was always sure of Kristopher’s talent, even when he was the first one to put himself down.
;;MIKAH “Kristopher is the best in that ring in his division. He might not agree with what I’m saying but he is. He’s not in your face about his own talent like I am but I wouldn’t team with just anybody. I wouldn’t put my trust in anybody else. Well, Despy is excluded; I’d trust Despy with my life. Just like I trust Kristopher with it; they’re the only two people alive that I trust with my entire being. But back on topic, I trust that Kristopher has my back in that ring no matter what. I don’t have to worry about him not pulling his own weight because that’s what he does and he’s good at it. I’d say he’s better than I am but let’s not push it.”She winks at the camera before letting her eyes fall back to the same spot as before.
;;MIKAH “But this isn’t going to be a battle between Kristopher and I. Oh no, it’s going to be a battle for the Brainless Wonders of SCW. They think they have a chance to win on Sunday when they have none. They’re living in a fantasy world where life is all sunshine and daisies. And Brainless Bill thinks that we’re going to let him win because he’s considering this match his birthday present. He thinks we’re going to gift wrap the championships for him and his befuddled wife and just hand them over. But he’s just as brainless as he appears to be.”She shakes her head as she looks down at her lap for a second, her hair falling to the sides of her face for a moment. She looks back up as she looks at the camera, ignoring the ghost form of Christian Othniel.
;;MIKAH “Here’s a lesson that you’re going to have to learn right now, Brainless Bill.”She leans in just a little bit with a smirk on her pretty face.
;;MIKAH “Nobody gives a fuck that your birthday was a few days ago. Who the fuck cares if you’re another year older and another year that we have to suffer through the boredom of your promos? If anything, you should be giving gifts to the entire locker room”She rolls her eyes at the thought of it.
;;MIKAH “Because we’re the ones that have to suffer through your promos. We should be compensated for it.”She takes a minute to think as she looks back over at the ghost form of Christian Othniel. He smiles at her and she smiles back at him. She knew that him being here was impossible and that something was more than likely wrong, but she didn’t care. She loved it.
;;MIKAH “What happens when you get tired of losing to Kristopher and myself? Are you going to go on strike, Brainless wonders of SCW? I mean, I’m pretty good at getting people to go on strike against me. It’s a hidden talent.”She winks at the camera before letting a small laugh slip from her lips.
;;MIKAH “But you two don’t seem the type to throw a fit because you lose a match or two or fifteen. Which, maybe that’s your only redeeming quality; maybe it’s the dependability. I’m not entirely sure.”She shrugs her shoulders as she looks at Christian again before standing up and adjusting her tank top just a little bit to make it not appear as badly as it looked when she was sitting down.
;;MIKAH “You two have every right to be worried when Sunday comes. You should be worried what you’re going to tell your family when you get home Sunday night or Monday morning. Tell them how you failed once again to capture gold and how you’re failures at not only life but at wrestling too.”She smirks as she kicks the chair out of her way, making it slide across the room and hit the wall on the other side of the room.
;;MIKAH “Or maybe tell them that you just didn’t want the championships that much. Or you can tell them the truth. Tell them how mine and Kristopher’s talent is lightyears ahead of yours and we are just that much better than you two are.”She walks toward the door before stopping and looking at the camera before her eyes move back to Christian again.
;;MIKAH “While some monsters are easily to slay, just remember Brainless Bill, you brought this on yourself when you compared this match to World War II. And while you were hoping that you were going to be the good guys that won the war, I’m here to remind you that you’re not. And that you don’t have any chance in winning on Sunday.”She smirks before opening the door to walk out.
;;MIKAH “Because that’s what villains do.”