Come on, get up
Let me hear your war cry
Come on, get up
Let me hear your war cry
Come on, get up
Let me hear your war cry
Yell it out, do or die
Let me hear your war cry
Come on, get up
Let me hear your war cry
Come on, get up
Let me hear your war cry
Come on, get up
Let me hear your war cry
Yell it out, do or die
Let me hear your war cry
Let me hear your war cry!!
Raynin and Gothika each climb a corner throwing their fists in the air and pumping them to the beat of the music as Diamond leans dances goes from one side of the ring dancing and leaning over the rope, blowing crystal dust at the crowd, before she comes to stands in the center of the ring, pointing at Raynin and Gothika and talking junk to the crowd, nodding and clapping. She turns to the ropes, and points to a stagehand who tosses Diamond a couple of microphones before she turns back around, gesturing towards her friends, trying to keep the crowd going, dancing along to the music. Raynin and Gothika jump down and switch corners, trying to hype up the crowd before they jump down and they all come to stand beside Diamond, waiting for the crowd to calm down...
Belinda Simone: "I wonder what brings them to the ring tonight?"
Jason Adams: "I have no idea, but we're about to find out..."
Diamond: "It's time once again for the Angels of the Fallen to spit a bit of truth out to the world. You see... when we came to this company years ago... We didn't do it for the fame, or the fortune... We did it to help out a friend. We also did it for the joy of doing what we love to do... Which is to wrestle our asses off and put on a show for you all... The fans."
The crowd gives a mixed reaction of cheers and boos as Diamond waits for them to calm themselves.
Diamond: "And yet... We've gotten met with negativity. We've gotten met with attacks, both verbal and physical. We've gotten treated like we were a joke... Even though it was our blood... Our sweat... our tears... Our skill which helped to put this company on the map!! IT WAS US who helped forge the way for all of these up and comers!! And yet, we're degraded, disrespected, and we're treated down right rudely!!"
Raynin takes the mic and brings it to her lips and looks out over the crowd.
Raynin: "But you know what they say... Revenge is a dish best served cold... And we're good and dishing that out. But tonight isn't about revenge... It's about redemption. You know... People are always talking about family... Brothers, sisters... aunts and uncles... second cousins twice removed on your great aunt's side... Well, there's an old saying that El Jefe used to tell me all of the time when I'd ask him about my family. Blood may make you related... But it's LOYALTY that makes you family. And these fine women here... THESE ANGELS... THEY are my FAMILY!!"
The crowd gives another mixed reaction, and Gothika steps forward to speak.
Gothika: "Someone from our family is missing right now, due to the hands of someone who is a relation. And tonight... That person is ready to finally answer for her crimes against the Angels of the Fallen. and we thought... where else to have her confess her crimes than on the same stage in which she started all of the problems that took our friend and Sister away from us. So, without further ado... We give you... Christiana!!"
Just then, Christiana steps on stage. She's dressed in a long white dress and a pair of white flip flops, and is carrying a microphone. She looks like one of the flower children from the sixties. She walks down the ramp, not saying anything, or looking around. She keeps her head down contritely and walks to the stairs and climbs into the ring. She stands before the Angels of the Fallen and doesn't speak. Some would think she was in a trance, but her eyes are open and darting around nervously. Diamond walks up and takes her chin in her fingertips and lifts Christiana's face up to look at her.
Diamond: "So... You've come to the end of your transition, and you're transmutation is about to take place. I know we've been hard on you, but it was necessary for you to realize the truth. Are you ready to repent your transgressions and let yourself be healed in the fires of honesty?"
Christiana nods and takes a deep breath.
Christiana: "Yes... I'm ready."
Raynin steps forward and places a hand on her shoulder.
Raynin: "Then say your peace."
Christiana swallows deeply and takes a deep breath, bringing a microphone to her lips.
Christiana: "I... I'm so sorry everyone. I've done such horrible things... I've hurt my family... I've destroyed my relationship with my father... I... My little brother... I... I can't believe I did what I did! I've been a brat, and a childish fool! If I could take it all back, I would!! I... I want Darknyss to know that... I actually look up to her! She's one of my favorite wrestlers!! And the thought of having her for a step mother really does make me happy."
Raynin pats her shoulder and nods slowly. A large metal pentagram slowly begins to lower towards the ring as she's speaking. Once she's done speaking, the pentagram has lowered completely from the ceiling and hangs about three inches off of the canvas.
Raynin: "Have you prepared yourself for what is at hand?"
Christiana nods slowly and steels herself with a deep breath.
Christiana: "I have. I just have one question... Will it hurt?"
Diamond smiles