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Out there in the spotlight, you're a million miles away
Every ounce of energy, you try and give away
As the sweat pours out your body, like the music that you play
Over.
Roswell, New Mexico
2 Years Ago.
It had been weeks since she had brought Olivia to Roswell. Wulf’s hometown. It would be different he said. Sierra could train and rebuild, he said. They would both prepare for a return to the ring. Wulf would be focused for the first time in his life. Using that near limitless energy he had with a new determination to provide for his family. And to support Sierra. But now here she sat, her arms folded over her chest. Olivia asleep in the tiny office room just off the lounge room. Sierra in the kitchen watching the door like a hawk, her anger boiling over. The first few days they had been down here had been fine. Just like they planned. They set up the small two bedroom house Wulfs father had organised. Running water, electricity, food, internet. All of it ready to go.
Sierra had been impressed. Wulf took charge, he acted mature and organised while Sierra looked after Olivia. But she missed Jade, Wulf had promised to organise a bigger house now Sierra could bring Jade for visitation. But that is where he stalled. A week after moving, a week after uprooting her life in Canada because Wulf couldn’t stay there and promised it would be different if he went “home” things started to change. Old “friends” came by, Wulf started go go out for hours at a time, losing focus on his family and his promises and even his own goals. But this time had been the straw that broke the camels back.
2 Days. That is how long Wulf had been gone. He had told Sierra he would be gone “an hour tops”. That hour stretched to four or five, then a night went by, then another whole day and night. And now she sat waiting, her phone finally going off with a message, the simple nature of it and the wording showing that Wulf didn’t think he did anything wrong.
“Hey babe, home in 20, love ya (wink emoji)”
It had made her angry. But as the twenty or so minutes ticked by the anger built higher and higher. How dare he?. How dare Wulf do this to her?. Sierra sneered and stared at the door, each minute feeling like another hour ticking by. Then she heard the roar of a car engine, laughter and a car door slam. Her eyes darted over to the room Olivia was asleep in, god help all of them if they woke her daughter. Olivia was a heavy sleeper, she stayed out of it as the car pulled away, the doorknob turned, Wulf walked in.
He stood there, a goofy smile on his face. A smile that would normally make Sierra sigh and laugh, she would normally laugh it off, get over it and ignore the stupidity, immaturity and selfish nature, but not this time. This time Sierra had enough. Wulf raised an eyebrow and cleared his throat, time for him to put on his little act. He walked up and leaned down trying to kiss Sierra on the cheek. She moved her head out of the way, Wulf stepped back as Sierra sighed heavily.
He sat down across from her, the silence getting to him. He opened his mouth to speak, Sierra simply raised her hand up and shook her head uttering one word forcefully. ”Don’t” Wulf swallowed, Sierra placed her hands flat on the small table in the run down kitchen. She leaned forward with a snarl on her face trying to keep calm and measured. ”Two days. You said you’d be gone an hour, two days ago. You ignored my texts, you then turn up here now expecting...what exactly?” The question hung in the air for a while.
Wulf seemed uneasy, his hands fumbling together as he struggled to form or find an answer. Sierra swallowed and ground her teeth together, her long hair tied up and away from her face so she could stare Wulf in the eyes. ”You wanted a kiss? A smile? How about some dinner baby?. Is that what you wanted?” Wulf again stayed silent as he tried to search for an answer. He took a long deep breath in to calm himself looking away before clearing his throat.
”Si, I underst-” Her hands clasped together into balled fists slamming on the table, Wulf stopped instantly as Sierra growled under her breath. Her hands opened and she calmly placed them back on the small table palms down.
She sighed and breathed deep closing and opening her eyes. ”You don’t understand. Don’t think that you do. Now, the only reason I’m keeping my hands on this table is because I can’t guarantee I won’t stand up and slap the blonde hair dye out of your fucking dreads” Her voice was filled with anger, venom and vitrol. Wulf had no idea what to say, his jaw dropping as Sierra slowly pushes up to her feet, keeping her hands flat on the table in front of her.”You promised things would be different, that things would change. And they haven’t. You’re still doing the same things and I can’t do it anymore…”
She looks down pausing, Wulf swallowed hard and sat back looking dejected. ”What are you going to do?” His voice was low and labored. He was trying to hold back tears. Sierra’s heart broke again. She wanted to stay, not just for her but for Olivia. She needed a father. But this was too much, she needed to be strong. Her resolve and anger started to melt away as she realised and felt the gravity of what she was about to do.
”It’s over”
A weight lifted from her shoulders. But instead seemed to get attached to her heart sinking it down into her stomach. Wulf let out a deep breathe, a few tears rolled down his cheeks. His hands fumbled together as he cleared his throat to speak louder. ”And Olivia?” Sierra pulled the tears back, she took all emotion out of her voice and swallowed before flatly answering.
”I’m taking her back to Canada. You can see her when you like, but….you need to get your life together.” As she finished Wulf just stared ahead. He was shocked, he had no idea what to say. Sierra stood and waited, it seemed like an eternity. She wanted a reaction, begging, pleading, anger, threats. Anything at all. Instead she got nothing, he just sat there as if he was resigned to his fate and the death of their relationship. Sierra turned and walked out of the room starting to pack right away. Wulf just stayed in the kitchen and let it happen.
Crossing the river Jordan and other clever bullshit..
It was driving everyone insane. The virus, the lockdown. All of it. As things got worse SCW and SCU management did the right thing and called everyone together, setting them up in the hotel, making sure the small gym could be set up to broadcast the shows. Life would go on. Sierra, Lachlan and the girls had arrived earlier in the day. Sierra walked off to record and broadcast a few thoughts and feelings.
She found a quiet corner of the hotel room, the large beautiful room SCW management had set up for her and her family. Lachlan took the girls to play video games in the other room. Olivia not really understanding but enjoying the flashing colors. Lachlan laughed loud as Jade got grumpy at the TV. Sierra couldn’t help but smile as she sat down and cleared her throat.
”Well it felt amazing to get that monkey off my back…”
She couldn’t help but smile. And it was true. For the last few months things felt wrong;. Even with a win over Violet Amelia Holt to break up the losses Sierra still just didn’t feel right. Her attitude was horrible. And this had gone a long way to fix that, to stop the downward spiral.
” I hadn’t felt myself. In fact I realised I needed to change. A week ago I sat somewhere else and I told you all that I was gonna do everything in my power to work with teddy. Many people doubted me. Many people didn’t want to believe that I was capable of change and that I would be able to ignore my instincts to slap him upside the head and blame him for everything. But over the last few weeks and months I’ve had to change and I ignored it. So I made that conscious effort last week to do everything I could to be the professional Ressler that I know I can be. And it worked. While Hitamashi failed me as a partner I couldn’t let him take all the blame or us losing to the team of Aron and Mavis…”
“I was given a chance, a chance that I’m not even sure I earned from Brooke. She stepped away, she let me in and because of that I’m grateful and I know I can’t screw it up. And honestly that is what I was afraid of. And yes, me afraid, you heard it right. See I hear women like Bobbie Dahl and Kiera Fischer Johnson run their mouths about chances and title shots over and over and fail with absolutely no shame and I have always had this pride in myself when it has come to earn what I have…”
“So when I stood there, ready to team with Teddy I had this sudden shock of realisation go through me. If Teddy and I don’t work as a team, we won’t win. And if we don’t win, Brooke’s sacrifice was for nothing and I would be no better than the women I have criticised in the past.”
“So I stood there, terrified that if I failed I would be throwing a chance I didn’t even earn away and I would also be screwing up a chance for Teddy. And even though I find him to be an idiot and someone who I would love to beat the crap out of, he and I are in this together. He fought for his chance to get to the next round and if I let it fail, well then I would be just as bad as others in this tournament and indeed Hitamashi. And I didn’t want that, I didn’t need that. So when I was able to lock in the Sharpshooter on Mavis and I heard her tap, I felt that weight lift off me. And I knew I wasn’t going to screw it up and win or lose I had shown I deserved to be here…”
She paused and let out a deep sigh, as if reliving the moment she was able to feel it all lift away.
”And now this tournament rolls on and I find myself in an interesting position. I am one win away from going to the finals at Blaze of glory. Two wins away from a Bombshells world title shot. I don’t want to get ahead of myself but if I can work with Teddy, if he and I can get to that final match, if he and I can work with each other long enough to win I can not only tell the world I won the Blast from the past but I can also call myself the number one contender and get a title shot against whoever comes out of that triple threat match with the title. To get there though? Well it’s not like we have a clean road. On the other side of the bracket we have three current SCW champions and a SCU star who has been tearing it up…”
“Just let that sink in people”
“On the other side of the bracket, there are current champions, former world champions and an up and comer who looks great. And that is over there. And we still have to get passed our opponents this week, two people who get along about as well as myself and Teddy do, Mark Cross and Evie Jordan. And despite the fact Mark clearly gets on Evie’s nerves...much like he does the rest of us...these two have been quite impressive. They beat Salco and Andrews at CC 262, then Jack Washington and Tallyn at CC 264. I mean, I can make jokes about Jesse Salco being a weak link and Andrews being old….I can dismiss Tallyn and Jack as rookies who aren’t quite up to snuff…”
“But in this tournament. Nothing is certain. Nothing is easy. And winning matches takes all the skills you have as well as a shit ton of luck…”
Sierra couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle. The thought of being nice to people and showing respect where it was due was always a foreign concept as she had been taught to think of yourself as anything less than the best and superior to all was a failure mindset.
”Now, Mark Cross is a man who has exploded onto the scene in SCW and SCU. Over in SCU he has been a champion, a guiding light and one of the bigger names to come out of there. In SCW he has been constantly up there, earning shots and much like myself just coming up short. So I get it. I can see the talent in Mark Cross, most people can. Can Mark match up to Teddy?. Of course he can...in fact as much as I was impressed by Teddy last week the truth is that Mark is clearly the superior wrestler. Teddy might be the better athlete, but Mark looks like he could destroy Teddy’s whole career if he chose to…”
“Not to say Teddy can’t shock us all and put up a good fight. Cause I think he’s shown he can and will do what it takes to win.”
“But Mark is a different kind of beast. A different type of wrestler and someone who will do all he can and has to.”
“So, that match up is an interesting one. Can the sneaky nature and all around impressive athletic nature of Teddy Warren Steele come in and beat the toughness and natural ability of Mark Cross? See, Mark took to wrestling like a fish to water, one of those annoying guys who came from another sport and just picked up the foundations and basics that the rest of us spent years trying ti perfect just because he was already used to that kind of structure. And he has excelled at the business of professional wrestling as well as the skill and success side. So I know the danger Mark is to Teddy...and I can see danger he is to my chances…”
Sierra pauses and fixes her hair with a sigh and a smirk before looking up at the iPhone she is recording this on.
”But a bigger danger, and an even more intriguing match up is myself and Evie Jordan. See Evie being a former Bombshells champion shows she has what it takes to climb that mountain. She’s already done it. He husband is the number one guy in this company right now and I know she would love to earn a shot at whoever comes out of Blaze of glory as the Bombshells champion. And honestly? She would be a nightmare for Chistina, Roxi or Andrea. Now, Lach and I were able to beat Evie and Ben, but Evie has returned with this new sense of purpose. She clearly wants to be champion again and she’s a legit threat.”
“She and I have gone at it and we’re honestly about even.”
“I know Evie will come at me with everything she has to try and beat myself and Teddy. As much as she hates Mark I know she’s a competitor so she hates losing more.”
“Even if we get past them there is no guarantee we’ll win this. Mark and Evi are a real challenge and they are as dysfunctional and unpredictable as us which will work in our advantage. And also theres. This is a hard match to call as both teams seem to even. And I can’t say that I want it more or that I will overcome this and use all the same tired cliche’d bullshit that makes up your stock standard Jesse Salco promo. But what I can do is is promise Evie and Mark that Teddy and I will give all we have and make it a fight. I can promise Teddy that despite my personal feelings about him I have his back and I believe we can go all the way.”
“This years Blast from the past has been unpredictable and chaotic, just like every year. So, why not us?. Why not a team made up of a wacky misogynist and a woman who would kick his ass who already got eliminated once?. Why not us? Why not them? Why not one of the other makeshift teams? It’s all up in the air...all we have to do is take it….and I’m going to reach….”