It was going to be great, Victoria couldn’t wait for the celebration at The Lyons Den to commemorate her Bombshell Roulette Championship victory. Hopefully Alex got her that Black Cherry Chocolate Cake she loved so much.
She approached the doors to The Lyons Den with pride, and pushed them open, but nobody noticed? That didn’t seem right. Surely they had planned a surprise party for her, this didn’t make sense, looking around she saw her cousin Alexander, and approached him with excitement.
“Alex!” she declared, “I did it! Look, I beat Alexandra Calaway, and now I’m the SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion, AND their Queen!”
He congratulated her, and turned to go back to his workout.
“So, where is it?” she asked, only getting a blank stare, and a few blinks in response.
“Where is what?” asked Alex
“My cake” said Victoria, “My victory calls for a celebration!”
“A cake? Are you serious?” asked Alexander
Victoria couldn’t believe it, people were supposed to be celebrating. Alex had to be mad because Alexandra is his friend, but he denied that being the case, blaming Victoria’s attitude as reason for trying to distance from her.
He kept ranting on about something about Icarus and how he was the only one left to catch her if she crashed and burned or something, but she was really only half listening, he even suggested she might be a fluke, and that was certainly not the case and got her attention back/
“I AM NOT A FLUKE.” Victoria roared
“Then stop talking to me, and go prove it.” Alex replied.
“You want me to prove it? Just watch me then.” Victoria snapped back.
The two glared daggers into each others eyes, before Victoria took a few steps back.
“Just watch me.” she reiterated, before stomping off on her own to one of the schools back hangout rooms, where she plopped down on a couch, alone.
Vincent was gone, Alex was more concerned with his own career now. All she wanted was a celebration, but nobody wanted to celebrate with her, not even those she was close with.
She did have one thing, she had the SCW Bombshell Roulette Championship, she had earned her right to be champion in spite of all of them. All the haters, the non-believers, she had made fools of them all! They can have their unkind words, but nobody was ever going to take Rue from her. It was hers now, and she would do whatever she needed to to make sure Rue always stayed with her.
She was still disappointed about the cake, there really should have been a cake ready for her. But she could be merciful, and was willing to let it pass this time. For now, she layed back on the couch, with Rue draped across her chest, as she pondered her big match at Summer XXXtreme XII.
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The scene opens with Victoria sitting on a lavish throne, crown still perched on her head and now a shiny new Roulette Championship draped across her chest, which of course means that ever confident smirk is still on her face.
“I told you so.” she said, “I told you all I was going straight to the top. I told you I had the vision to get there, and nobody listened. Well, look at me now. I’ve been here a mere weeks and I’m already your queen AND Bombshell Roulette Champion. Nobody helped me with anything, all I got was hateful comments thrown my way. Well take a good fucking look at me now Sheeple, fucking look at me now.”
She pauses for a moment, so everyone can in fact, take a good fucking look.
“Do you see me Bella?” she grinned, "I know you want nothing more than to rip me limb from limb, for what I made Carter and Miles do. It still bugs you doesn’t it? Even though they pulled one over on me, you can’t let that anger go can you? But you know what? That’s a good thing!"
She keeps her grin, and nods at the camera.
“You should learn to embrace it. Let it consume you, because in the end it will make you stronger.” said Victoria, “That’s advice from a queen and a champion, you would be wise to listen, as would everyone. My success doesn’t just happen. I learned to embrace my own anger, I let it make me stronger and now I sit here before you as your superior, and there is not a damn thing you can do about it. Perhaps it’s time to open your eyes and LISTEN, then you can be as successful as I am.”
She sits there, beaming with pride, as she continues.
“Now someone like Mercedes Vargas is very celebrated.” Victoria continues, “She’s made a name for herself all over the world. But now she’s in the twilight of her career. You’re old news Mercedes, and the truth is you just don’t have it anymore. You might be the OG Queen, but I’m the queen now and you are just a washed up old relic of the past. Just hang it up Mercedes, that’s my advice from one queen to another. It’s for your own good.”
Victoria pauses for a moment, before continuing onward.
“And of course, the former champion Alexandra Calaway.” Victoria continued, “I do apologize for having to take your championship. But I have my own legacy to build, and friend of the family or not, I will go through who I have to to build that legacy. Look, Alexandra. I like you I do, but my advice for you once again, is to rethink your alliances.”
She shakes her head, looking somewhat disappointed.
“I’m telling you. Miles Kasey is holding you back.” said Victoria, “You’re better than he is, and you deserve better than Miles Kasey. I want the mean Alexandra, I want the one my cousin Alexander called his dark queen. Since you started buddying up with Miles Kasey and his little clique, you’ve become a little soft.”
Victoria grins, she’s trying to get under Alexandra’s skin a little here.
“I want you to get truly dangerous, like we both know you can.” said Victoria, “I was really hoping you’d capture the mixed tag titles, but Miles really screwed it up for you. Hopefully you’ll see one day that he is the weak link, and he’s making you weaker by association. When that day happens, don’t say I never warned you. Cut the bad fruit off, make the sacrifice and kick Miles Kasey to the curb, then you’ll be bale to focus on yourself once more and embrace being the dark queen we both know you are. Sans a crown of course.”
She grins, and laughs slightly.
“I’ve become one of the most hated, and despised people in the locker room.” she continued, “But you can’t deny success. I am the fastest rising Bombshell in SCW history. Even after all the abuse I’ve suffered since I arrived here. All the hateful comments, I never let it break me. I knew I was right the entire time, and now I have the crown and championship to prove it.”
She adjusts her crown, and rubs her championship proudly, as she sits acting like she’s the face of innocence, and everyone else is just bullying her.
“I’ve tried to be nice, I tried to help people.” said Victoria, “Harper Mason has a new confidence, people see her in a different light now because she stayed strong in her handicap match. She stayed in the fight, and even thought she lost, did she not gain a lot of respect that night? Miles and Carter, while they didn’t do as their queen commanded, actually did come closer together. See, the more I thought about it, their little Shakespere act was a result of them needing to come together and figure something out. And they did, and they did it together thus making their relationship stronger. But no thanks sent my way, just middle fingers and rude comments on X.”
She shakes her head.
“Whatever, I have my crown, and I have Rue, sweet Rue.” she said holding up her championship, and looking at it as if looking at her reflection in it.
“You’re all mine Rue.” she said, “My beautiful sweet girl. I will protect you. I won’t let them take you away. You’re in safe hands now, you’re under the queens protection. No harm will come to you my precious. I love you Rue.”
With a smile, she gave “Rue” or the Bombshell Roulette Championship to anyone else a kiss.
“She’s mine now ladies.” Victoria said to the camera, as she held Rue, petting the championship like a cat. “You can’t have her. I refuse to let you take her from me. I will protect her just as a lioness would protect her cubs, or maybe you’d prefer the mama bear analogy. Either way, you get fucking mauled so you get the point. You try and take my sweet Rue from me, and you’re going to get hurt. I have no real alliances here, even my own kin hates me. So what do I care what happens to anyone else? It’s just me and Rue, and we’re going to be together for a long time, and together we will open your eyes to the truth. Be prepared ladies, be very prepared.”
She giggles and smirks at the camera, as it slowly fades to black.
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There was still a few days, before Victoria would have to board the Princess Cruise and get ready to defend the Bombshell Roulette Championship. For now, she was sauntering about, looking for someone to bother, and she found him. Her favorite person to pester, and another who was getting ready for the same cruise, her cousin and fellow SCW superstar “Unbreakable” Eddie Lyons.
“What is it now Victoria?” Eddie asked annoyed, wishing she would just leave him alone.
“So rude.” Victoria replied, “I just wanted to see how you were doing, are you ready for the cruise, dear cousin?"
“I’m really just trying to focus on my match.” Eddie replied, “I want that Roulette Championship back.”
Victoria smiled, and looked down at her own championship.
“They do look nice don’t they?” she said, only slightly mocking in her tone. “I hope you do win, because then we both will have our divisions Roulette Championships. Imagine, The Lyons Den will rule the ENTIRE Roulette Division.”
“Well..I can’t deny, that would be pretty cool.” Eddie said, “But I still want nothing to do with you. You already cost me one match, and you keep coming around throwing your veiled insults at me. Don’t you have anything better to do?”
“Maybe.” she grinned, “But I’m bored and Vincent left on his weird boat trip, Alex seems to only have time for PWS now, so you’re the only family I have around here.”
“Of course.” Eddie sighed.
“We have the chance of a lifetime Eddie.” Victoria continued, “We can’t mess this up. I need you to win for our school. When that cruise ends, I want us BOTH to walk in with Roulette Championships.”
“Look Victoria, I fully intend on becoming a two time Roulette Champion.” Eddie said, “But I’m not doing it for you. I’ll do it for the school, and I’ll do it for myself but I don’t need any sort of demands from you.”
“Just don’t screw this up.” said Victoria
“And what about you, is your win really such a forgone conclusion?” asked Eddie
“Don’t you worry about that.” replied Victoria, “Rue is going nowhere, those bitches keep wanting to doubt me, but my success speaks for itself.”
“Rue?” asked Eddie
Victoria motioned to her championship.
“....Right.” Eddie replied, “Of course you named it.”
“Her.” Victoria replied.
“Whatever, you want to name your championship, more power to you.” Eddie replied, “You want me to win my Roulette Championship? Then let me do my thing so I can do it, and you worry about defending…..Rue.”
“I am protecting her.” replied Victoria
“...Right.” said Eddie, trying hard to not roll his eyes, “Anyway I’m done here. I need to find an empty ring, see if Cleo wants to go a few rounds before you and I have to get on that cruise. After all, I have a championship to win right?”
Eddie smirks right back at Victoria, and heads off to do his own training, and focus on his own championship.
“He better bring your brother home Rue.” said Victoria, “He better.”
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An open field opens the scene, where three scarecrow effigys are sitting, with the imagery of Bella Madison, Alexandra Calaway and Mercedes Vargas.
“Someone close to me tried to warn me about the story of Icarus.” we can hear the voice of Victoria speak from off-screen. “But ladies, I won’t be the one getting burned.”
Its then we see her walk into frame, with her crown and championship proudly displayed for the world to see.
“Such a silly fable that Icarus.” she said, “I do hope none of you stoop to such comparisons because my wings will soar forever, and I’ll fly as close to the sun as I please, in fact the sun should worry about being too close to ME.”
She laughs to herself.
“SCW is my world now.” she continued, “You all just need to learn to deal with it. The proof is in the pudding, fate rewards the bold and none of you are as bold as I am, and that is why I will continue to be the Bombshell Roulette champion far into the future, smashing all records of the past. Including yours Miss Mercedes.”
As she speaks, she turns to address the effigy of Mercedes.
“I will break your record.” she said, “I will hold this championship longer than you did, in fact my SINGLE reign will not only surpass your single reign record, but all of your reigns combined. I’m just that good, and as your undefeated queen and Bombshell Roulette Champion I am waiting for someone to prove me wrong, because I hear it all the time how everyone wants to shut me up, but try as they might nobody has been able to. I have Diamond Steele trying to throw insults at me on X, acting like she wants to take a shot at the queen but she still seems too afraid to actually pounce, so she just whispers insults from afar.”
Victoria shakes her head.
“Do you think you will?” questioned Victoria “The old washed up relic of the past? A formidable warrior you once were I’m sure Mercedes, but we all have to admit when it’s time to hang it up. I know it’s hard to hear, but your time is up Mercedes, it was up a long time ago. You have to be the least impressive hall of famer I’ve seen. But I will say I’m intrigued to see what the hall of famer has to offer, and it will be a great chance to once again prove to everyone that I am the new dominant bitch around here. If I have to retire you for good, Mercedes, then I won’t hesitate a moment to do so.”
She turns her attention and steps over to the Bella Madison effigy.
“I do hope the boys had a nice ceremony. Really wish I could have been there. My invite must have got lost in the mail.” she said with a shit-eating grin., “Tell them Queen Victoria sends her regards. As far as your concerned, well you won’t be taking Rue away from me. Why would you be able to? You just don’t have enough killer instinct, you can’t take things to a truly dark place than can be hard for…some of us…to return from. The Head Lyoness is going to crush the Hardcore Pixie, and make you realize how simply average you really are.”
She smirks at the effigy before moving on to Calaway.
“You are the only one.” said Victoria, “You are the only one who has a snowballs chance in hell of taking Rue away from me, back into your arms for the third time. But I’m going to have to do everything in my power to prevent that. Why? Because she doesn’t want you anymore Alexandra.”
Victoria looks down at the championship on her shoulder.
“It’s okay Rue, she’s not real.” she whispered. “She can’t hurt you, and I won’t let the real one either.”
Victoria turned her attention back to the Calaway effigy.
“See.” she growled, “Rue doesn’t want to go back to you, she wants to go with those other to bitches even less. She wants to stay with me, and so I have to fight against all of you trying to take her from me. SHE DOESN’T WANT TO GO WITH YOU!!!”
Victoria screams, pausing after as she breaths heavily.
“You failed your opportunity I gave you.” said Victoria, “You should be a mixed tag team champion right now, but you’re not. Because you don’t LISTEN. None of you do. Even with the proof right in front of you. Look at me, look at what I’ve already done. WHY WON’T ANYONE LISTEN?!?!”
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She turns away from the effigy, a mixture of disgust and annoyance on her face, as she grabs an unlit torch, and lights it with a lighter she pulls from her jean pocket. With a slow walk, she sets fire to each effigy, first Mercedes, then Bella, and finally Calaway. She turns back to the camera, facing it with all three engulfed in flames behind her.”
“I hope you’re all ready to get burned.” she said, “You’ll be okay, the waters below will extinguish your flames. Then however, you will be forced to look up at your queen, as she once again establishes herself as the new dominance in SCW. You will be forced to look at her STILL being the Bombshell Roulette Champion, and all you’ll be able to do is sit there and admit that I am better than each of you. I am your queen, I am your Bombshell Roulette Champion and my reign is forever.”
She holds her championship high, allowing the flames behind her to illuminate the scene, as it fades out to black.
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The check-in people really didn’t deserve the earful they were getting for simply doing their jobs, but there Victoria was arguing about her booking, despite being a champion and having one of the Princess Cruises Grand suites all to herself.
“No, check your little computer again.” Victoria said, “Queen Victoria Lyons, SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion. I should have one of the Sky Suites!”
“I’m sorry ma’am” the girl at the desk said kindly, “I assure you our Grand Suites are very nice, and you get a bunch of amenities, they’re still one of out top suites.”
“But they’re not the most premium, it says on your website, the SKY suite is the largest and most premium.” she insisted.
“I do apologize ma’am.” the girl replied, “But there’s nothing I can do."
“It’s Underwood isn’t it?” she growled, “He took a Sky suite didn’t he, I bet Ward did too.”
“I’m not at liberty to discuss those matters ma’am.” the girl replied, “Would you like someone to bring your bags to your room for you?”
Victoria rolled her eyes, and scoffed at the girl.
“No. I don’t need anyone’s grimy hands on my stuff.” said Victoria, “Just give me the damn key.”
“Of course ma’am” the girl replied, doing all she could to remain polite while Victoria was just being a straight up Karen.
Grabbing her bags, she found the nearest elevator and found her room, she looked around and shook her head.
“It’ll do I suppose.” she said to herself still not completely pleased.
After retrieving her championship and crown, and setting her bags near one of the beds, she pushed open the doors and stepped out onto her private balcony, looking over the people below her with her championship on her shoulder, and crown on her head.
“Well Rue, at least it’s not one of the commoner rooms.” she said, “But it’s still not QUITE fit for a Queen, the Sky suites would be much more accodm…WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!!! YOU GOD DAMN DIRTY FUCKING SEABIRD!!!”
A passing seagull, had managed to deliver a perfect shot to Victorias eye, causing her to yell out as she wiped the seagull shit from her face, and spit out the bit that even got in her mouth.
“Come on Rue, now I need a bath.” she grumbled, pushing open the doors back into her suite, and readying a nice bath for herself, and Rue was likely joining her.
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As the scene opens, Victoria sits on a lounge chair in her Grand Suite, she’s wearing a bathrobe, has her hair in an up-do, and yet still has her crown on. The Bombshell Roulette Championship rests on her shoulder.
“Hello Bella.” she says with a grin, “You know, I’m glad you want nothing more than to punch me in the face. That’s the anger I want to bring out of you, that’s the type of anger I want you all to tap into. Let your hatred of me consume you Bella. Maybe then you could be in my position, with a crown and championship. But, because you lack any real fortitude, you’re not and you never will be."
She smiles, taunting Bella Madison with her signature smirk.
“Mercedes was right about you you know.” she continued, “What was it? Always the bridesmaid and never the bride? How long have you been after a singles championship? Five years? I came to SCW and became a queen and a champion in just a little over five WEEKS. What makes you think you are going to beat me? You said it yourself, you’re weak."
That wasn’t exactly what Bella said, but Victoria was the type to take peoples words and twist them around.
“Maybe you should have joined the queen for a day match.” Victoria said with a shrug, “You still wouldn't have become queen assuming I was still in the match. Now you have nothing but your hopes and dreams, as you have had for years. You talk about how you’d be a kind and respectful queen, and again THAT is why you are weak.”
Victoria shakes her head, and takes a moment to readjust (and draw attention to) the crown on her head.
“You don’t have it in you to get truly dirty.” said Victoria, “At least Alexandra and Mercedes understand that you can’t always play nice. They know how to really dig deep, something you just aren’t woman enough to do. If you were, you would have joined us in the queen for a day match. Instead you’re just going to continue to chase a dream, that you’ll never be able to achieve.”
She glances down at her championship proudly.
“She’s pretty isn’t she?” Victoria continued, “I’m sure you’d love to take my Rue away from me Bella. You all would but I won’t let that happen. She’s mine now and she doesn’t deserve any of you. She deserves to be on the shoulder or around the waist of a queen. A true queen that understands how to properly use her power. One that every day has to face cruel accusations from those who misinterpret her goals. The slander that has been thrown at me since I arrived her is ridiculous and uncalled for, and I simply don’t deserve it.”
She scowls at the camera in disgust.
“Even with the proof that fate is rewarding me.” said Victoria, “I have the crown, I have the championship and they even got me a half decent suite for being a champion. It’s not quite the Sky Suite I deserve, but it’ll do. Shame this was almost yours Alexandra, maybe next year.”
She goes back to her cheeky shit-eating grin.
“We’ll talk about you a little more later Alexandra, for now I just want to mostly speak to Bella.” Victoria continued, “Save the best for last, you know? Now, back to the Bell of The Brawl, which I’ll hand it to you, is a pretty cute and creative nickname.”
She claps, but it’s really more of a mocking clap.
“You’ll need more than a cute nickname to walk out a champion however.” Victoria continued, “I mean, Alexandra is a proven champion time and time again, and Mercedes is a hall of famer. Then you have me, as your queen, and that leaves you as just…Bella. You have the biggest hill to climb and I just don’t think you can do it. Even your own friend questioned if you’re really willing to go the distance. If you won’t listen to me, maybe you’ll listen to her and stop getting in your own way.”
Victoria pauses for a moment, and repostures herself in the chair
“You’re going to be disappointed once again Bella.” she continued, “See the thing you had right about me? I don’t care. I will do anything I need to do to win. You don’t have the ability to flip that killswitch like I do, or like Alexandra or Mercedes do for that matter. Would you be willing to take off Alexandra Calaway’s head if it meant it got you the victory? Because I’m certain she would take yours off to get herself a victory, friend or not.”
She keeps a gaze on the camera, as she clutches her championship.
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“I have no friends in this match.” said Victoria, “None of you are any real concern to me, and neither is your safety. My only concern is protecting Rue, and keeping her in the hands of her rightful owner. Her and I are a perfect pair, I mean just look at the image of perfection before you.”
Victoria smiles and mugs some for the camera.
“This is the image you’re all going to be looking at for a long time.” she continued, “And I think you all know it too. Deep down you all know the truth. That my arrival here in SCW has ruined all of your precious plans. That a lioness now prowls the jungle that is Sin City Wrestling and you have become nothing more than her prey. If Bella Madison doesn’t find a way to unleash her inner beast then the Head Lyoness will tear her apart and toss her carcass overboard for the sharks. See you soon Bella.”
She reaches off screen and pulls in a glass of wine, which with a wink she takes a sip of and tips the glass to the camera, as it fades to black.
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A cruise is supposed to be relaxing, giving it’s passengers a chance to just cast their worries aside, and just free their minds for a while. That wasn’t how it was going for Victoria Lyons, a passing seagull nails her in the face with bird shit, and now she was getting a stomach bug. It was like karma was fucking with her for some reason.
She was knelt in front of the toilet in her suites bathroom, trying to get over this seasickness before her match.
“I could just vomit on Bella Madison or something.” she said to herself, “That would be prett…blerrgrghhhghh.
There was bits of black cherry chocolate cake, and red wine mixed in that one.
“Gross.” Victoria muttered, wiping her face with a towel. Her stomach still felt like it was in a knot, but at least she had nothing left to vomit up.
“Why is this happening to me Rue?” she said to the Roulette Championship set on the sink next to her.
“It feels like something is out to get me.” she said, “Why me Rue? What have I even done wrong?”
She sighed, and shook her head.
“I’ll tell you what though Rue.” she continued, “Seasickness or not, filthy seabirds or not, I won’t let those bitches take you from me. You’re MINE.”
With a smile of a proud mother, she casually runs a couple fingers across the championships front plate, like it was a child's cheek.
“Yes, my sweet sweet Rue.” she said with a smile, her eyes glowing as she looked at her championship belt, “You don’t want them either do you? You want to stay with royalty, with a queen. The ladies of the realm, even the Highborn ones just don’t appreciate you enough.”
She shakes her head.
“You know you’re considered like a third rate championship?” she said. “Everyone seems to think Kayla or Tempest have the superior championships? A ridiculous notion, because you belong to me and any championship that belongs to me is instantly the most important. Why you’re even more important than Finn Whelans championship, simply because you are with me, you are with a queen.”
She runs her fingers across the championship once more.
“I won’t ever let you leave me Rue.” she said, “Everyone else wants to walk away from me. Not you. You will stay with me, and I’ll make sure of it. I’ll provide you with the attention you deserve. All the others just want you so they can pad their own egos. But me? I want to make you great Rue. I want people to think of the Bombshell Roulette Championship when they think of SCW, with me you will become the most premier championship in the company, because Rue, because you deserve it.”
She leans in and kisses her championship.
“I love you Rue.” she said, “No harm will come to…blergrgghghhghgghhgghghghghghhgghgh:”
It seemed she did have more to vomit up, her seasickness still keeping her from truly enjoying the cruise. Still, despite what anyone might say she was still a fighter and she wasn’t going to let any sickness get in the way of defending her championship. She had no one else, Rue was all she had now and she would rather die than see Rue taken from her.
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We open the scene, with Victoria once again in her bathrobe, in her suite on a lounge chair with her crown and championship proudly on display as usual, a glass of red wine in hand, she lets the camera linger on her for a moment before speaking.
“How are you Mercedes?” she said, taking a sip of her wine. “Still clinging on to any shred of a career you might have left? Doing all you can as you enter the twilight of your career? Look Mercedes, maybe there was once a time when you were important, and people cared about what you had to say. But that time is done, and you need to realize nobody cares anymore.”
She takes another sip of her wine.
“I really hoped to hear more from you Mercedes.” she continued “But all you did was tell me how this match is about survival. As if I’m not a survivor. Did I not survive when I climbed a ladder to earn this crown on my head? Did I not survive a ridiculous paint match to earn my shot at the Bombshell Roulette Championship, where I SURVIVED against Alexandra Calaway and became the Bombshell Roulette Championship? But you think I can’t SURVIVE? Maybe you’re getting a bit senile, or maybe you just got hit on the head to many times throughout your career. I’ll show you how I survive Mercedes, maybe I’ll just retire you for good. You want to talk about peoples win loss records? Honey, I’m the UNDEFEATED BOMBSHELL ROULETTE QUEEN. The haters can talk me down all they want, I will continue to rise above and be the stronger and better person. I am the heroine this company needs, the heroine it deserves.”
Her eyes seem filled with pride as she speaks
“I mean what more can I say that Alexandra Calaway didn’t?” she continues, “You’re basically the least impressive hall of famer ever. The ballot or whatever must have been thin that year or something. You can keep trying to prove you still have it, but nobody is buying it Mercedes. Everyone sees you as you are, that you just don’t really have it anymore. You hold onto the notion of being a hall of famer because it’s all you have. You need to tout that fact to make yourself feel relevant still. You won’t be leaving this ship with Rue. Bella Madison won’t leave this ship with Rue, and Alexandra Calaway won’t be taking Rue back into her arms. I will be the one to survive this war and I will still be \the Bombshell Roulette Champion, and I will still be your queen.”
She tips her glass to the camera, and takes another sip of wine, winks at the camera with her shit-eating grin, as the scene fades out.
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It was gone, she had fallen asleep on the pool deck and when she woke, Victoria found her crown was gone!
“SECURITY!!!!!” she screamed like a Banshee, getting more than a few eyes on her as a security guard approached her.
“Can I help you miss?” he asked, “Is everything alright?”
“NO!” Victoria said folding her arms, “My crown is missing, someone stole it!”
The guard scratched his chin.
“Your crown?” he said a little confused.
“Yes. My crown.” she replied with snark in her voice “You know, you wear it on your head, it’s a sign of royalty?”
“I know what a crown is ma’am.” the guard replied, “When did you last see this crown?”
“It was next to me right here, I feel asleep and woke up to find it missing.” replied Victoria
“Can you give a description?” asked the officer
“..It looks like a crown?” she replied, “Gold, has some jewels in it, circular shaped, spiky top.”
“Ma’am, please lose the attitude. I’m here to help.” the guard replied
“Well, maybe if you were doing you’re job in the first place, it wouldn’t have gotten stolen.” she replied, not losing the attitude, “But I shouldn’t expect much from a security guard on a boat.”
“I do apologize ma’am.” replied the guard, “I know having your property stolen can be stressful. We will do whatever we can to find it for you, I would suggest checking lost and found as well.”
“I didn’t lose it.” she said, “It was right here next to me.”
“Well, we’ll keep an eye out, Miiiiisssss…” said the guard
“Lyons.” Victoria replied, “Queen Victoria Lyons, SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion.”
“Ah, your one of the wrestlers.” noted the guard, “Is it possible a rival wrestler did this? Perhaps someone with a grudge against you?”
“Those bitches wouldn’t dare.” she said.
“Well.” said the guard, “I’ll make a report of this, and if we find anything we’ll have the information sent to your room Miss Lyons. Was there anything else?”
“Just go find my damn crown.” said Victoria.
The guard to his credit remained civil, despite Victorias rudeness.
“..Have a nice day ma’am.” the guard said, as he took his leave from her.
“This is the worst cruise ever.” she muttered to herself, “I’m not even having a good time.”
She laid back in her seat, she couldn’t even get back to sleep now. She just wanted to get to her match, retain her title and get off this wretched boat.
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Victoria is back in her suite as the cameras open, with the same look as before with the bathrobe and championship combo, rounded out with her favorite glass of Red. Notably missing is the usual crown on her head.
“Let’s be real Alexandra.” she began, “This match is really between us isn’t it? I mean Mercedes isn’t what she used to be, and even you said Bellas heart might not be in this. We re the premier talent of this match and we both know it. If by some miracle I don’t leave with Rue, then that means she left with you.”
She smiles through a sip of her wine.
“But like I told the other two, Rue doesn’t want to go.” she continued. “She likes it with me, and I have to protect her. It’s obvious I have no friends around here. Even with your friendship with Alex, you and I aren’t exactly friends are we? I suppose Frenemies would be a more proper term for the two of us.”
She shrugs.
“You want to know why I’m superior to everyone else in The Lyons Den?” she said, “Because it was MY late father who started it and I am his eldest daughter, by virtue of being born exactly 2 minutes before my brother, just before midnight in a different year. I am the heir to it all. Cleo, Alex, Vincent, Eddie they all should be listening to me, especially Eddie if he wants his Roulette Championship back.”
She takes another sip of wine.
“You say you used to think like me, and well maybe you should again.” she said, “Maybe then you’d have succeeded at becoming Mixed Tag Champions, an opportunity I basically handed to you. But you didn’t because you’ve started turning soft. You can deny it all you want, but deep down, you know I’m right, you know.”
She glares into the camera with a serious expression.
“I’m glad you’re gonna show your darkside.” said Victoria, “Or you claim to anyway. We’ll have to see. Like say, what do you do if I hold Bella Madison for you and allow you to take a vicious chair shot on her? Do you take it because she’s an opponent and it betters your chances of winning? Or do you hold back because she’s your friend? A little food for thought.”
She pauses, takes time to flip her hair and continues.
“What pisses me off is you diminishing my accomplishments here in SCW.” she
continued, “When I have done everything asked of me in that ring. Look save for one show, I don’t decide the stipulations. But it wouldn’t have mattered who I was in there with, I’d still sit here today as Queen and Bombshell Roulette Champion, because that’s how fate works.”
She looks to the camera with a grin.
“Fate has called for me to be the new leader of SCW’s bombshell division.” continued Victoria, “If I have to beat you again for you to understand then I will. I’ll beat you a thousand times over if that’s what it takes. The same goes for Bella and Mercedes as well. See, sweet Bella might be too angry with me over the whole Miles/Carter situation, one has to wonder where he real focus is, harming me? Or winning a championship.”
Victoria grins, knowing that’s exactly what she wants, for Bella to be less focused on winning and more focused on revenge.
“Mercedes, she..well she just refuses to admit it’s over doesn’t she?” said Victoria, “Can’t admit when its time to hang up the boots, so instead of leaving with her head held high she continues to tarnish her own legacy, sort of sad when you think about it.”
She wipes a fake tear away from her eye.
“I at least like you, a little bit anyway.” Victoria continued, “So you wouldn’t be the WORST person for Rue to be with. But if you want her, you’re going to have to fight for her, and I mean truly fight because I love Rue, and we both know how hard we fight for those we love. She won’t be taken from me so easily. We’re going to have to get violent, and you know I like violence and to keep Rue with me I will stop at nothing short of a massacre.”
She looks down at the championship with a prideful smile before looking back to the camera.
“Ladies.” she continues, “I’ll see you on Sunday, just don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
She tips her glass to the camera again, and takes a sip. She keeps a smirk on her face as the scene fades to black.
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It had been hours and still no word. She had to send her final address WITHOUT a crown. She must have looked absolutely ridiculous without it. She was a queen after all.
“Damn security can’t even do their jobs.”[/color] she muttered. “I’m glad you’re safe Rue.”
She nodded to the championship on her bedside, which she wisely left in her room when she went to the pool.
“I better get that crown back.” she said as she paced back and forth, “Otherwise Underwood is forging me a new one. Yeah, he’s going to have to make this right.”
As she continued pacing, there was a knock on the door, with an annoyed scoff she answered it to find her cousin Eddie Lyons standing there with her crown in his hands.
“...Lose something?” he said holding it out for her.
“WHERE DID YOU GET THAT?” she snarled, snatching it from Eddies hands, “WAS IT YOU? DID YOU STEAL IT?”
“Seriously?” said Eddie, “You really think I would do that? No I didn’t steal your crown, but I did find it. Some fan had it. I had to convince him to give it back. You should really be more careful with your stuff. I’m only bringing this to you, because it’s your property and it’s just the right thing to do.”
“Well, isn’t that noble of you.” Victoria said rolling her eyes.
“Just doing what’s right.” said Eddie.
“Well, at least I have it back. Now I can look like a proper queen for my match.” said Victoria.
”Indeed.” said Eddie with a disinterested tone.
“See you around cousin.” Victoria said, slamming the door in Eddies face, and happily walking to her championship, crown now back on her head.
“Rue! Look I found my crown!” she said happily. “Now just a few more days, I’ll beat those other three bitches and then we can all leave this wretched cruise behind us once and for all.”
She picks the belt up, and rests it on her shoulder before walking to the balcony to relax and overlook the scenery below her, being up high made her feel powerful. Her confidence remained at an all time high and she in her own mind knew there would be no other result than her hand being raised, as still the SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion.