Hello everybody…
Can I be the first one to say that it has been so long… Hell it has been way too fucking long. This year has been a total mind fuck that I really don’t know what to do anymore. I will be the first to admit that the way last year ended was definitely something I wasn’t ready for. I have been part of a polygamy relationship and I was told by some deep within this company that they didn’t know if they could take me seriously anymore. I honestly didn’t know how to feel about anything and I decided to run away from my home.
I left my child, my wife, and my mistress behind because I truly didn’t know how to deal with any of it. You might not like my life’s choices but at the end of the day they have always been MY decisions, and it has always been my cross and mine’s alone to bear. I know that should never be the case as I have a long family and they are all desperately trying to be right there by my side for me.
However there is just something within me that doesn’t allow me to easily deal with things or my emotions. Quite often I need to be alone and when the world wants to come against me that is when I decide to just run. I feel like running away is my safe haven. It’s the place where I feel the most protected but I know it’s not the healthiest decision and that’s something I need to work on.
So ending the year with me running away was how I left things off. I did return home and I did reunite with the wife, the daughter, and Alexandra. We all agreed to live together as one big family. However what I didn’t expect was that I would catch a bad case of the Corona virus that would separate me from my family. It would take me away from competing at the first Super Card of the year.
It would keep me away from doing what I loved more than anything else in this world. It would keep me from really bonding with my son so we could become a tag team. I didn’t like it but that’s just how life goes sometimes.
Just when I finally get cleared and things are where they need to be that is when I receive the type of news that I really wasn’t expecting. That’s when I get that phone call that nobody should ever wish to receive.
I receive the news that my first cousin, a woman who was a major part of the Lopez family… My family that has roots deep into lucha libre, roots that go deep into the heart of Mexico. A woman who I looked upon as my sister because we are only four months different in age had passed away.
It really shook me up and quite honestly I don’t really know what I am going to do with myself…
Honestly looking at Danielle’s life got me to look at my own life, and it made me realize that I have a lot to live for. I have a lot of major issues that I need to take care of. I won’t rest until I am able to do so which means finally settling all of this drama with my sister in law Eavan, really being there for Brayden and Brittany.
Most importantly it also means being the woman that both Seleana and Alexandra deserve.
I just need to figure something out first and it’s something I actually picked up from being an actress all of this time. It’s the very first thing that a director will share with you when you are trying to get into the role as whatever part you are trying to play.
Every director I have ever dealt with and screen writer has always asked me three questions, and they are three very important questions that I think I should apply to my very own life.
Who am I?!
What am I doing?!
Where am I going?!
Who exactly is the woman known to the world as Crystal Zdunich?!
What have I been doing this entire time and where do I see life taking me?!
When I am able to confidently answer those three questions I know life will be the way I want it to be. It won’t seem like one big convoluted mess. It won’t seem like I make decisions for the sake of shock value. Definitely if anything it will help me figure out how to deal with the stresses of everyday life.
Most importantly I will feel at ease and I will be able to finally develop as a human being. I know I have been in wrestling for a very long time now. Everybody might see me as this 19 time World Champion and inducted into four Hall of Famer but when I look in the mirror that’s not who I see at it.
This journey has been at least twenty years in the making and it goes back to when I first left Detroit. I am tired of all of it though. I am tired of hurting the ones I love. I am sick of all of the divorces, the heartbreak, and being an awful mother. This time I will make it count and I won’t rest until I can confidently answer those three questions…
February 28th
Monday
San Diego, California
Crystal stood at a gravesite and she wasn’t along as she stood next to her best friend Stephanie Sullivan. Tears fell down her eyes as Stephanie stood by Crystal and held her as tightly as she possibly could. She hugged her and didn’t want to let her go as Crystal started to speak.
“I honestly can’t believe she’s gone…I know we have only known each other for like three years but I was honestly thrilled when I found out the truth about my family. I didn’t have any idea that I was related to this branch of the Lopez family. I didn’t even know for the longest that the man who I thought to be my father for twenty two years of life was actually my uncle. That he was actually trying to be there for me because he knew that his brother was a huge piece of shit and he wanted to make sure I had a male figure in my life…”
Stephanie nods her head as she looks right at Crystal.
“Look as far as I am concerned daddy Pedro is your father and the way he treated you makes you his daughter. So don’t get caught up in whether he is your uncle and not your father…”
Crystal shakes her head.
“It has nothing to do with that Steph… It’s just the fact that my dad opened me up to a whole new world of family I didn’t even know existed. He introduced me to Danielle and that’s when I found out about Mariah and Mariella being my biological sisters. They accepted me…”
Crystal lets tears roll down her cheek as she looks at the freshly covered grave.
“Danielle was my cousin but she treated me like a sister. On top of that how can I ever repay her for really taking a stand in the place of an older sibling for Mariah and Mariella. I had no idea that was supposed to be my responsibility. It really makes me question how life would have been if I grew up in Sothern California around my paternal family instead of being lost in the shuffle with my maternal family in Detroit Michigan…”
Stephanie hugs Crystal tightly as she tries her best to comfort her.
“I think that Pedro wanted to protect you. He basically took on the sins of his brother as if he was the man who impregnated your mother. Your real father wouldn’t have given a shit about you but Pedro made sure you slowly were introduced to the family. He brought you to Mexico so you could learn something. He taught you wrestling and in turn you were able to make a successful life out of that. You were able to get me out of Detroit and you became a household name. I know your cousin and you were able to bond and get close. She isn’t here anymore but if there is something she would want you to do. It’s definitely to be there for Mariah and Mariella…. They will need you more than ever…”
Crystal just shrugs her shoulders.
“I really don’t know… I just want to disappoint them… Dani really was that of the older sister and she stood in the gap for me. I don’t know if I am really ready for that. Just like I know Brittany and Brayden didn’t take what happened to well. Am I supposed to be strong for everybody?! How can I possibly do any of that? I just feel so weak and…”
“Crystal just stop… It’s always the same old thing. Whatever it is that is haunting you just let it go. You are a strong confident woman. You have always been the strongest woman I know. The more you refuse to let things go is the more that it is going to affect you. You remember watching Dragon Ball Z right?!”
Crystal nods her head.
“Of course I remember… As I always tell everybody I am the Vegeta of wrestling. I am the anti-hero and…”
Stephanie shakes her head.
“No… That’s just the two tons of bullshit that you cover yourself up with is saying. Deep down you are Gohan when he was facing Cell. You have tons of potential within you. You are the strongest person in the world but you just need to let things go. As soon as you let go, you can break through your limits. There’s no telling how high you can go and…”
Before Stephanie can finish her statement it is at this moment that Crystal’s phone begins to ring. Crystal growls as she looks at the caller id and sees the name Kate Steele. She looks at Stephanie sighing.
“Oh my God this Bitch keeps calling me. Would she just stop already?! I just buried my cousin, I really don’t want to deal with somebody else’s problem!’
“Like I told you before Crystal sometimes you have to step up even when you don’t want too. Answer the phone and sees what she wants…”
Crystal is clearly upset.
“This chick has called me like 28 consecutive times. I don’t understand what is so important!”
Crystal puts the phone on answer as she answers it.
“What the fuck do you want Kate?!”
On the other end of the phone we can hear a bit of noise as if Kate was somewhere with a lot of people but that’s when the British accent answers on the phone.
“Are you fine?! I was hoping we could perhaps talk, I have a lot on my mind and I think now is the time that I want to get Juliet back and bring her back home with me. It’s been heavily on my mind but perhaps something needs to happen to Teddy. You remember how Aurora’s father suddenly disappeared?! If need be I think I want to go down that route. So check with Charlotte and Mackenize, and see if they would be willing to help…”
Crystal however begins to scream at Kate on the phone.
“Are you a fucking idiot?! My friends at the Golden Ring aren’t going to help you out of the blue! The only reason why they helped me is because I WORK there! Also my two friends don’t make any moves unless Daniel gives the approval. Second I didn’t rely on them to handle the situation they just happened to show up. I had gotten a gun off the streets and I was going to deal with that shit on my OWN. London Underground just intervened because Daniel didn’t want me to have that on my conscience. On top of that I did a lot of fucked up shit that my wife doesn’t even know about. Stuff I haven’t even told her about to this day. She doesn’t need to know I had an armed gun in our house.”
Crystal pauses as she continues to speak.
“I don’t want her to see me as being weak. That’s why I had to keep Seleana far from that. On top of that Aurora’s father is or should I say WAS a dirt bag. Teddy might be a lot of things but I know he is a GOOD father. He is also my Ex-Husband’s best friend, and a close friend of mine. I am not just going to make a move because you say so. You also don’t want to do something stupid to him that Juliet will look down on you for. Don’t make the mistakes I made… Don’t be violent… Be rational and try talking things out…”
Kate is silent on the phone as a Swedish voice replies back.
“Bye Estrellita Te Amo Ja…”
“Seriously Kate?! What the fuck are you doing with my wife?! I said all of that bad stuff about her on this call and you didn’t say anything… Whatever figure things out on your own I can’t deal with this right now bye…”
With that Crystal hangs up the phone as she goes through her contacts and proceeds to block Kate Steele. She goes further and blocks Seleana as well as she looks back at Stephanie.
“The nerve of Kate why the fuck would she make me say all of that stuff and have my wife sitting right next to her?! Like I don’t have time to deal with that right now… Whatever she’s going through she can do it on her own.”
Stephanie just shakes her head in return.
“Just take it easy Crystal…”
“I am taking it easy. I just lost a close family member. I wish people would just back away and give me some space. Is that honestly too much to ask?!”
Stephanie shrugs her shoulders as she looks back at her.
“Remember what we just discussed. Sometimes you just need to be there for other people. Playing the role of an older sister means that when the opportunity arises you need to be able to take a stand. So helping in this situation will only help you with other decisions in the future…”
Crystal thinks about it for a few moments as she smiles in return.
“Why do you always have to be right…I hate the fact that you are always right?!”
“Maybe because I am your best friend and I know you way better than you know yourself, anyway what is next for us. Whatever you want to do I will be right here by your side…”
Crystal looks at the grave as she begins to speak.
“I promise I will be a strong woman Dani. You will be missed but I won’t let your legacy go to waste. I will be a better person and I will become the woman that I was meant to be. The family will still together and I will do my part. I love you and I can’t wait until we are reunited in heaven. Take care for now Prima…”
With that Crystal lets some tears fall down her cheek as she just stands there processing it all in. she finally wipes the tears from out of her eyes as she turns her attention over to Stephanie. Stephanie looks at her and begins to question her again.
“So as I said before what is next Crystal?! Perhaps Detroit… I know there is the fifteen anniversary for our school that they rescheduled so we could hit that up….”
Crystal nods her head with a grin.
“That’s sounds like a plan although we always seem to be in Detroit. I think we should maybe take a trip out to Mexico. Talking to my dad might be really good for me and honestly there are still some stuff that I have to figure it about my life. You don’t really understand Stephanie… I am trying to figure out who I am, where I am going, and what I am doing. He might be the only one who has answers that I am looking for. Maybe after talking to him I can deal with whatever is dealt to me…”
Stephanie nods her head as a grin escapes her lips.
“Alright… Detroit here we come and right after Mexico is our next destination…We will find out what you are looking for and when you do get it. You won’t ever look back or question yourself again…”
With that the two of them begin to head towards the car. They proceed to get inside as a lot was weighing heavily on Crystal’s mind. However after this journey she will finally be able to do things in the way that she wanted, and then nothing would ever cause her to ever doubt herself ever again. The two drove off into the distance as they had a destination set for that of Mexico.
So I am brought to the very first question in all of this. Who exactly is Crystal Zdunich?! It’s only fitting that Blaze of Glory 10 will upon us in a few short weeks. I know a lot is on the line and it’s definitely a question that needs answering. Throughout my time of being involved in SCW I have been a lot of different people.
I could blame that on being an actress and quite often one must put on a costume and change their makeup so they could become somebody else. It’s quite the skill to have. I remember being a woman who wrestled under a mask to start something new here. I wanted to hide behind a mask because I didn’t want my previous sins to be carried into this amazing company of SCW. It’s quite hard to hide sins in a company that has Sin in its own name.
However I tried to hide the fact that I was Crystal Hilton but it didn’t change anything. It never once stopped Amy Marshall from shouting in promos how much she hated a woman named Zelda Knite and Crystal Hilton from her previous company. I then realized that was no used in trying to hide it because I was that woman. So I unleashed the costume to put on the costume of Crystal Hilton. When I didn’t like that costume I put on the costumes of Crystal Millar, Christina Rose, and even now Crystal Zdunich.
When things don’t pan out in the way that I want them to pan out I just try to cover it up with something else. It worked just as well as a Tylenol does. For a few hours it certainly numbs some of the pain but it never really reached to deep issues of what was wrong. It still never stopped people from tweeting badly about me or telling me how crazy I am. Does this woman suffer from multiple personality disorder?! Is this woman really trustworthy?! Is she a good mother or even a good wife?!
A lot of stuff always comes up and it always brings up the main focal point. Who is the real Crystal Hilton anyway?! Does anybody even care what Crystalina is going through anyway?!
While she tries to figure that out and as I try to bring you through the journey of what I found out about myself I know there I am on a huge collision course with five women that I need to do battle with. Five women who wish to work through this gauntlet and one thing I can definitely tell you is they don’t have to question who they are. They know their identity and are confident in who they are.
At least they can answer that confidently. When I look at somebody such as Levana I see somebody who knows that they are the new girl on the block. However being the new person doesn’t make her the quietest person in the run. She is loud spoken and she is going to do everything in her ability to get people to notice her. In just her first outing in this company she did really in the Blast From The Past tournament.
She was involved in three matches and that’s a testament about how much will she has as a person. She comes from a background of being the only female in something that is dominated mainly by males. I could never see myself being part of a motorcycle club and that’s impressive. I know that also leads to an identity of being totally confident. It leads to her knowing that she has to stay strong in order to prove that she can fit in with the males.
It also leads to a fact that she is among something special and nobody will dare fuck with her. She can fight with the best of them and brings a lot to the table. It’s good to have that type of confidence about you.
I am happy that she has signed up to be part of SCW because new faces do indeed make things more interesting around here. I can say out of confidence that Levana has been confident and she is way better than how I was when I first came to this company. Being the new girl is never an easy thing but by doing as well as she did in the Blast From The Past tournament you are getting the attention of people. People will know that you are for real and nothing will be able to take her down.
She’s been impressive though and quite confident. She was able to get through Hall of Famer Amy Marshall which is an amazing feat and her team has gotten through Amber Ryan’s team. I definitely applaud you on those things. That’s how you make an impact and how you turn heads. I wouldn’t be surprised if this gauntlet ends up coming down to you and I for the right to gain a championship opportunity.
A match like a gauntlet is probably what she has been waiting for. A chance to really showcase nothing but action and leave the bullshit talking to the side, whatever she feels I can’t wait to tangle with her. As she good as she might be, I know who I am…
I know my identity and what I bring to the table. She will see firsthand by next week. Just wait and see…
Although that’s not the only new face in all of this is it?! Oh definitely not because you also have Chloe Benton who is in this match. I know she is quite green and to be honest it’s crazy to think that I could actually be her mother. Chloe is 18 years old and I actually have a son and daughter that are turning 21 this year.
That is so freaking insane but it is what it is. Anyway Chloe to me is like the little engine that could. She’s a woman who everybody seems to want to get behind. She is passionate although she does seem to need a little motivation at times. Then again who doesn’t need motivation?! It’s all part of the new girl experience and just being in wrestling at such an early age.
I get it Chloe and even though you might have to endure some growing pains during your time of being in wrestling the truth is I can relate because I was in that position. Hell I started wrestling at a similar age and at my father’s wrestling school in Mexico I was getting my ass kicked everywhere.
I didn’t even know if this life was for me but I persevered. I kept going and I didn’t stop. I want you to take the advice of people like Amber. I really want you to build up that confidence because you definitely have a bright future ahead of you.
If I can give you a bit of advice it would be to never quite. Never surrender. If things get tough that should just inspire you to do better and to up your game so you can take on anything. As far as you answering the question of course you know Who Chloe Benton is…
You know deep down it’s all about building a future and one day you will get there. Just understand Rome wasn’t built in a day and your career won’t be. Don’t let that stop you though. Keep going and the sky will definitely be the limit.
Now there is one more new girl that does need to be addressed and truthfully I actually like this person. I am really thrilled that Kat Jones has decided to join SCW. Judging from what I have seen so far I really like her style. I like that she is highly competitive and she is another person who knows who she is. At one point in her career she was a World Champion and she held that very title for nine months.
I can respect that.
I can also respect the determination, the skill, and the fire that this woman possesses. I will be the first to say that I have been trying to reach out to Kat Jones to be somebody that I can talk too. It’s just something about her that really sits well with me.
Maybe it’s because she’s a survivor, the fact that she left what she calls at home at 14 to really grow as a person. It just reminds me to when I got pregnant at the same age and I was forced to grow the fuck up so that’s why I can respect what she does. If she had to ask herself who is Kat?! She will tell you in a heartbeat that she is KAT FUCKING JONES and nobody will get in the way of what she is trying to showcase. Nobody can match her and it’s only a matter of time before she really shows that side to everybody in SCW?!
I knew it from the very day that she fought Roxi Johnson that she was somebody to be taken seriously. She was somebody who would emerge to be in the upper Echelon in this company. She will go on to be the beat the bitch and she will let the entire world know that fact.
It doesn’t matter if she has to deal with a bad back, if she has to get bandaged up or deal with any nagging injuries. She will always come to the ring to show up just to show out. I know that woman very well. None of that is new to me.
So bring that energy that you don’t give a fuck… You know why I can relate Kat… It’s because I too am that woman…. So bring it all Kat I really can’t wait to be in the ring with you. I actually am looking forward to this.
March 10th
La Paloma’s Gymnasio
Mexico City, Mexico
It had felt like an eternity since Crystal had visited her wrestling school in Mexico. Crystal however felt the need to visit her school. It wasn’t so much as to check on her students as all of them definitely missed her considering travel restrictions were hard when the pandemic hit. However this was a chance to finally check in and most importantly to answer the question of “Who am I?!” Crystal was here for one purpose only. She had to visit her visit. It had been a while since she had spoken to him person. Crystal was with her best friend Stephanie. Stephanie smiled as she looked around.
“Damn Crystal you should really visit here more often. All of this is awesome. I miss being here.”
“Yeah… I miss it too. I remember when this place was called Pedro’s Gymnasio that was before he gave it to me of course. He pulled me out of Detroit and he did everything in his power to make me become something. I don’t know where my life would be if he didn’t save me when he did.”
Stephanie nods her head with a grin.
“Yeah and because he saved you, you in turned came about and saved me. You created a future for so many people, and established a legacy that even people such as your children can look upon. There’s nothing wrong with a good rags to riches story Christina…Hopefully he can help you find out what’s really hurting you on the inside so you can finally put it to rest…Not to mention Kate really needs your help to get her daughter back…”
Crystal shrugs her shoulders sighing.
“…Stop saying that… I can’t save everybody. The world’s problems aren’t my issues… I…I just don’t know…”
“Crystal just take things slow… Let things play out. I assure you the answers are seeking you definitely will find… Just remember it’s not just about Kate. You have your children that look at you and of course you have your siblings. It’s all a lot but just take it all in strides…”
Stephanie nods her head before she walks away going to check some stuff out about the gym. Crystal begins to walk throughout the gym watching some of her wrestling students give everything they have in order to become bright hopefuls of the future. One pink haired woman walks over to her with a wide grin on her face. She walks all over to Crystal grinning.
“Hey Crystal been a while since you been here… I basically became head trainer while being here…”
There stood Ashley Whitmore. She was a girl in her late twenties who was Crystal’s best protégé. Crystal nodded her head as she looked back at her.
“I can see that Ashley… Who knows maybe one day you might actually go on to have just a taste of the type of ability that I have. Anyway where’s my dad… I really didn’t come here to check all everybody as much as I came here to speak to him…”
Ashley raises her eyes in return.
“Oh… He’s in the office. He is always in the office just checking paperwork and watching you on television. Why don’t you go knock or just go in there. It is your wrestling school after all.”
Crystal nods her head as she walks towards the office. She doesn’t bother knocking as she instead opens the door. That is when she sees her father sitting there. She smiles reaching out to him.
“Hey papi…”
“Mija!!!!!!!!!!!”
He says in a strong Mexico accent as he rises out of his chair as he hugs her as tightly as he can.
“O Dios Mio… It’s been a while Mija!!! I…. “
Crystal is all tears as they just fall rapidly down her cheek.
“I can’t believe she’s gone papi… I can’t believe she’s really gone!”
Pedro stands there as she shares in this emotional moment. He hugs his daughter and refuses to let go.
“I know…Had I known earlier I would have been there at the funeral and…”
Crystal just shakes her head.
“No…That would have been hard for you… Someone your age shouldn’t have to bury a niece and I wouldn’t want you to witness that…”
Pedro just nods his head in return.
“You know I am here for you right?!”
“Yes and I plan to stay here for a while. I know I have a big match in Los Angeles soon but I just want to be right here by your side. I need my daddy… Dani did so much for Mariah and Mariella. She was like their older sister but with her gone I really have to take my place. There is still so much I really don’t understand. I know I have a lot going through my head right now. Like questions that range from why you decided to enter my life and become my father covering up for your brothers mess. I want to know how I can be there for so many different people in my life. Most importantly I need to finally figure out who I am. I could never figure that question out. No matter what I do it always manages to be the same thing over and over again…”
Pedro nods his head.
“Don’t worry Mija… We will do this together… Papi will have his mija’s back…. Let’s go look at some of the students and just talk about the past. Understanding that will really help us look toward the future…”
Crystal nods her head as she just can’t stop hugging her father. More tears flow from her eyes.
“Thank you daddy… Thank you…”
“Don’t worry… This is something we will do together… One can’t figure out things on their own and that’s the first lesson in all of this…”
With that the two of them walk out to look at the rest of the students as we leave this image.
Of course there are also two other women who can answer the question of who they are without any question. Bella Madison is one who brings the nonstop energy. I am going to be completely honest to everybody. Not counting my wife obviously or one of my closest friends such as Roxi Johnson, Bella Madison is actually my favorite wrestler in all of SCW. There is something special about her, there always was and always will be.
One day and I will always say this over and over again, but Bella will become a singles champion in this company. She might have had a run as a mixed tag team champion but that isn’t the end of her journey. She was meant for bigger things and just like me she had to deal with all the pressure of being a second generation wrestler. It’s not easy having to deal with living up to the pressure of being a famous individual’s descendant. It’s almost as if everyone expects you to be the second coming of the generation before you.
In your life spending time in Paris is what made you grow right?! It’s how you evolved and finally did things on your own terms. In the same way you have graduated at the top of your class so you went out to make a life that was of your own and not because of who’s blood runs through your veins.
I can relate with that became I been through the same stuff. My teenage years in Mexico were where I had to quickly grow up and it was that time away from Detroit that really made me grow into an amazing wrestler but to at least what I thought was a stable individual. I am seeing that I still have much to learn. Bella this could be what you are waiting for. I know you want this to be your moment and if I am not the one to win this match. I definitely hope it’s you because this is a long time coming.
You deserve this so bring what you got and don’t look back. I expect the best Bella Madison to show up. Give me that woman. Outlast your opponents so we can test one another with a showdown. It will be fun right?!
Now that we got that out of the way there is one more woman involved in this match, and it’s a woman that happens to be on my hit list of people I have a bone to pick with. You are on that list Vargas and up until now you have been telling me that you have better things to deal with then fighting me again.
It’s no secret you can easily answer the question of Who Mercedes Vargas Is!
Of course it’s the woman that knows every single bit of history there is to know about SCW. It’s a woman who can try to beat down any debate by driving the same old point home that she has accomplished more than anybody else in the company. She has won the most championships and is up to date with every single statistic.
I get that Vargas but the only thing that should matter is the fact that we were friends… You brought me to SCW, and outside in a different promotion we were actual tag team champions with one another. I know you didn’t forget that. When people bury you and say how you are a joke. I actually try to take a stand and tell everybody that you are good.
However you just blow me off and you try to turn things around me. It’s bullshit Vargas and I have to beat you just to prove the point that you can’t run your mouth and not expect a receipt for the nonsense. The payback has to come.
The only thing that matters is within SCW you haven’t beaten me. Sure you might have beat me in some stupid Halloween themed match and you smashed a pumpkin over my head, but under the bright lights when things really mattered you never got the job done. However you will just ignore that and claim how you were this champion, and that champion.
Just cut the bullshit already. I know the woman that you are Vargas because truth be told I was the woman… Hell I am the woman, and I don’t like it. I don’t want to be so shallow where I have to put my confidence in the things I accomplished yesterday.
That’s just ridiculous and it shows a serious lack of confidence.
Looking at everybody in this match I can answer my first question. WHO AM I?!
It’s simple… I am all of the above. I have been the woman that everybody in this match is.
Whether it had to be covered up with different names, masks, personalities, no matter how much one wishes to cover things. The truth is every single thing I have ever done makes up who CRYSTAL HILTON is!
Do I change things up a lot?! YES!
Can I get bat shit crazy?! YES!
Do I cry for attention or do things for dramatic effect?! YES!
But I don’t want you to start up a chant where everybody screams yes over and over again. I want to drive the point home that I was absolutely afraid of who I was as a person but in reality I can’t run away for myself. I don’t want to be mad at myself. I have made mistakes because at the end of the day I am only human.
It would be more ridiculous for me to cover up all of the bullshit then to take responsibility and atone for what I did. That’s why I stand before all of you for the first time in my life actually happy with who I am. All of the decisions I have made have resulted in something. Whether it’s for worse or for the better.
They have been a teachable moment, and I rather be a woman who can learn from her mistakes instead of trying to force herself to make the same ones over and over again.
That’s why I do care anymore… I am happy with being me and if you don’t like I honestly don’t give a crap. If I didn’t do the things I did I doubt I would have the best dedicated wife a person could ask for. I doubt I could have Alexandra who sees beneath the surface.
Hell I doubt I would even be the inspiration to my children that keeps them wanting to look up to me. On top of that I doubt I wouldn’t have ever accomplished what I have throughout my SCW career. Those are simply facts.
You also want facts?! Through it all who else can say they want on to win five World Championships in this company. Who else can say they are anywhere close to that on the bombshell side. Go on I am waiting… Please do tell me while you figure that out.
I don’t need the pity party…
I don’t the redemption story…
I am simply Crystal FN Hilton and if you want to put a Zdunich, a Millar, or whatever insert name you all want to mock me for. Hell we can even go as far and put the name Rose at the end of it.
Then again according to Shakespeare because a Rose by any other fucking name will still smell just as sweet!
At the end of the day I am who I am, and more important I KNOW WHO I AM. Everybody in this company and in this match will come to know that as well as I go out to that ring and I take my spot. They will see me for who I am and they won’t like it.
If you need a reminder let me just clarify that for you all…
I am the best women’s wrestler in the world and I don’t need anybody’s validation to prove that point. So let’s look forward to next week we can discuss What am I doing and Where I am going!
Stay tuned… As far as now goes.
Lights
Camera
Action
It’s showtime… Let’s go make a movie shall we?!
This is the curtain call and it’s time to take a bow as I roll the credits on the rest of the competition. Nothing will ever stop this rose from blossoming… I will not wither, and I will set the word ablaze. Flame On Bitches… Courtesy of the Burning Rose…
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Kat Jones is not your a-typical girl. We all know that.. Or by now should have realized it.. When it comes to her and in the ring action she does not actually care too much who she fights.. The only thing she worries about when fighting those she holds dear the most,is will that relationship survive the fight.. She had a few bad encounters with that. Some do not mind the fight no matter the outcome.. Those are the ones that became family over the years.. And then there are the few that say it does not matter.. Those close friends that welcomed the fight.. But when the fight is over.. They no longer speak to you.. One of those happened not that long ago. Disappointing to say the least as it was unexpected from her.. She issued the challenge.. Kat took it.. Kat lost that battle.. And not a word since.. Not even a get well soon tweet after being beaten black and blue.. Not so much a tweet asking if she was okay when she was carried out of the ring by Mac unconscious in his arms.. This gauntlet match is one that does not make her that overly worried as there are no true close friends in this match.. But a tentative friendship was made with one of them and one at least more friendly and more concerned than her supposed long time friend.. But when it comes to matches.. Kat does not have friends in the ring.. And that is what worries her for the tentative friendship that was building might be too brittle to survive.. But Kat needs to shake that all off… Perhaps it was time to just let it go……. Let go of those walls that keep her more vicious nature in check.. Let go of the reins on her questionable sanity… Let go of the preconceived notions of who Kat Jones is.. Let go… And be herself.. Those closest to her know this side.. Her more vicious nature.. And they love it.. So why not… Would the SCW Bombshells in this match be ready for that side of Kat Jones. That is highly unlikely but it will be fun to see them try..
Friday morning Palisade Colorado. 2 days to Blaze of Glory.
Some may think it is insane to drive 11 hours if you can fly there in 4.. But driving helps Kat think.. Relax and just be in the moment.. Center herself if you will.. Her current car is a far cry better than the one where she learned that habit years ago, in another lifetime it would seem as her life is nothing like it was back then. Current day Kat Jones had just tossed her suitcase in the backseat of her truck. Chris was doing the same with his own truck. Kat smiled towards him.
Kat : Bring home the gold babe..
Chris was fighting for the UWL world heavyweight championship.. With a chance to hold 2 world titles at the same time in two different federations..
Chris : You know I will give it all I got. And you… You bring home that title opportunity.. It is about time you showed them all the Kat Jones I know you are.. Forget about being the supporting sister for this show.. It is about time for you to get some gold around your waist again..
Kat nodded and there was a glint in her eyes that had been missing for a while.. A hint of the dangerous woman she used to be known as. Chris walked towards her and pushed his forehead against hers..
Chris : It is time..
Kat : I wish I could be there to see it in person but you know I will be watching you..
Kat kissed him softly and sighed.. It was time for both of them to hit the road. They were heading in completely opposite directions.. Chris was heading for the rain of Pennsylvania while Kat was heading towards the sunshine of Los Angeles..
Chris : I know.. And I wish I was there for your match but I am not sure if I can make it in time. But if I can, you know I will fly to you right away.
Kat had more time to get to her destination than Chris. She held him close for a moment longer before forcing herself to let him go..
Kat : Better get going babe.. Go win..
Chris smiled and got into his truck. He knows better than anyone that Kat hates this part.. She smiled and waved as he drove away from the mountain home over the trail that leads to the main house.. Her smile faded as his truck vanished from the view.. She sharply whistled and 2 of the 3 dogs came running to her.. The pup was already picked up by Kim.. She opened the door and they jumped into the truck. Kat walked back to the house grabbing the bag she had hidden from Chris. Inside a tatty old sleeping bag that had seen better days, about 25 years ago.. A few simple necessities such as some food and water. A battery pack for her phone and the handheld camera she used for promo’s.. Kat had not made hotel plans for the route.. She was returning to her old self.. And that comes with the hardship she endured then.. She threw the bag in the backseat and smiled as she saw that Dakota had made himself comfortable in the small space in front of the passenger seat and Riddle was settled in the seat itself. She had locked up the house and started the truck. It was about time for her to go on a journey.. A journey back to her true self. As she made her way to the highway she was already being assaulted by the memories of a past long buried in the back of her mind.. Right before she left she sent one text message to another name of her past. Yet also her present.
*Need to say this before I revert back to the person you did not like 2 years ago… I am sorry, Goodbye*
She put her phone down and drove away from the house. Memories already bursting to the surface.. One more horrible to remember than the next.
It was June 1st 2004..
The day she packed her things and left the house that should have protected her.. Her “home”... Her “parents”.. She left it all behind.. What would have been so bad that a 14 year old girl would leave everything she knew behind her. It was not the bullying at school because she is so pale.. No.. It was simple.. Her “parents” cared more about getting drunk and high than her.. It was quite obvious.. There was drugs in the house.. There was booze in the house.. But there was no food.. Nothing to drink.. And if Kat tried to ask for it. She caught a back hand for her ungrateful loud mouth and she was told to go to her room. Shut up and if they saw her again…. She never listened to the end of that threat.. But she knew what it meant.. Kat had become an expert at sneaking out of the 4th story apartment window to the neighbor below them… A kind elderly lady that always managed to make too much food for herself to eat.. It was a lie of course.. She had been alone for more years than Kat was alive.. Without her.. Kat would not have made it past the age of 6.. When her parents got truly hooked on the shit that would eventually directly or indirectly cause their deaths..
June 1st 1990.. Kat’s 14th birthday. And there was a hearse parked in front of the apartment building when Kat came home from school. Dread filled Kat.. And she ran up the stairs and she saw her nightmare come true.. It was the elderly lady.. She had peacefully passed away in her sleep. Her son found her when he came over for coffee.. He spotted Kat and pulled her aside to make sure she did not see her.. He was the one that confirmed the nightmare.. And urged Kat to get away… Away from this place.. He grabbed a tin of the mantle and pushed it in her hands. As well as a backpack she had never seen before.. It was a bit worn. Inside.. A sleeping bag and some clothes.. Get to somewhere safe.. But get away from here.. Kat did.. She grabbed the backpack.. Stuffed the tin inside and ran… And never looked back.. She did not know why at the time but the words and how he said it.. Those struck more fear in her than she thought possible.. When she was safe and hidden away she found out why when she looked in the tin and found money and a note in there for her.. The elderly lady had heard the deal her “father” had made with one of the drug dealers they owed money to.. And it involved her.. To this day the idea made her want to crawl up in a ball and hide..
Riddle whined and brought her thoughts back to the present and she softly scritched his head and shushed him. He noticed everything with Kat.. If she was in bad memories and emotions he whined and brought her back.. Kat tried to shake of the lingering uncomfortable feeling and tried to skip the feeling of dread she had back then..
December 2004 until May of 2014
Kat was no longer alone on the streets of Cincinnati.. She had found other young people there quickly and had been in the protective arms of one of them.. His name was one she had been trying to forget for all these years as he was another one that was not true to his word.. They were together for nearly 10 years.. Jon.. Just as wild, paranoid and crazy as Kat had become.. Together they fought for money.. Underground.. Illegal.. Who else would let a 14 year old little wildcat get into the broken down ring with tattered ropes and fight.. She was the ultimate underdog.. But her wild and vicious nature and the anger and need that drove her on kept her alive.. Alive in the fights and paid enough to get her some food in her stomach and actual training in.. They did not trust anyone.. They had found an old abandoned truck on the backlot of the decrepit building that hid the illegal fights from the outside world. That truck was home… They slept in turns.. Huddled together getting an hour or two of sleep at a time.. No more than 5 hours a night.. They saved what little money they could and hid it well.. Sleeping with one eye open.. Even if the other was awake.. You did not even trust that one person that was by your side through it all.. Probably the only reason she survived his betrayal.. They had caught a break.. A minor contract in a wrestling company in Kansas City.. MSW.. They offered to help with their training.. Polish their obvious skills and so they both signed.
Kat was the first girl to sign on the new roster.. Earning her the nickname the first lady of MSW.. One of the trainers there.. Whisper.. And while Kat gave it everything she had.. She had even managed to get a small apartment on the little bit of salary she earned. And when they were settled there. Kat had thrown herself into training.. Jon found one excuse after another to not be there.. She should have seen it coming.. But she did not.. She had started to trust him.. And it hurt her.. It hurt like hell.. One day when she came home from the HellsGates to an empty apartment.. She found nobody home.. The lifesaving tin with their meager savings.. Gone.. Everything that even had the tiniest bit of value.. Gone.. Jon.. Never to be heard from again… With the money gone and Kat having nothing left but the old battered truck they bought to get to Kansas City.. She had it with her when she went out to train.. She had no choice.. She tossed the old sleeping bag and the bag of clothes as well as her gear into the backseat of the truck and it became home.. All until Rene or better known as Renegade was early one morning.. He saw Kat’s truck outside but did not see her behind the wheel and that was when he found her staring right back at him with scared wide open eyes.. He ripped the door open and quite literally dragged her out of the truck in the sleeping bag and all and had grabbed her bags and Kat was flung over his shoulder like a caterpillar.. They got her back on her feet.. Without them… She had probably been back in the gutter like the streetrat she truly is..
Kat was broken from her sad state of mind by the angry bark coming from Dakota.. She took a deep breath for a moment to get them out of her system..
Kat : Sorry boys.. Momma is in a mood… We will park in a sec you can run around for a bit..
She parked the car at the first parking area she spotted. There was a little clearing next to it and the dogs started playing on the grass right away. Kat figured that was as good a place as any to record what she wanted to say..
Friday afternoon
48 hours before wrestlers are due to report to the arena for Blaze of Glory
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The scene opens on Kat sitting on a bench near her truck which can be seen in the background. Kat was wearing almost all black.. Black tights and a super oversized hoodie that obviously belonged to someone else.. The satanic-like print is more true to her nature than she herself had been for a long time now..
Kat : Chloe, Mercedes, Lavana, Crystal en Bella.. Let’s make it clear from the get go. I said it on twitter and I will say it again here.. Once the bell rings we will not be friends, but enemies.. I do not care if I start first or enter the gauntlet last. If I face Crystal.. Or Chloe.. Both I get along with pretty well.. I will be going in there to win the whole damn thing.. Yes this is a different Kat Jones than you will have been seeing in SCW since I arrived.. And I haven't even finished the change.. Chloe… I was serious and I will do what I said on twitter.. I will come to pick you up for the tour.. I will be there for you and teach you all I can.. So you can stop trying to tweet at the boss.. We will talk about that on our way to Greece my dear. But before this happens we will meet inside the ring and I will be honest with you.. Chloe.. I am a whole different person inside the ring than out of it. Remember that.. Truly..
Now I know Crystal knows me well enough to know that I will bring it.. She knows I am going out there to win.. And I will not settle for anything less.. And this is something Mercedes our resident historian as well as Lavana and Bella are going to learn.. You see I am not some nice girl inside the ring that will make nice and be friendly.. Nah.. That is not how I play the game.. I go out there to make you scream.. That is why my preferred finishing move is a submission move.. You see I am a bad girl.. I am naturally sadistic, sarcastic and just simply a mean bitch.. That is who I am and what I do.. Some love my direct and in your face comments and some hate it.. But at the end of the day I am the only one that has to deal with the consequences and I am totally fine with that.
None of you truly know me so I am giving you everything you need to know right here.. I am giving you a fair warning that I am by no means a nice girl.. I am by no means easy to beat.. I have held titles.. Destroyed careers and cost many opponents their contract.. I was the benchmark in the companies I worked in before.. If they could not stand toe to toe with me then they were out on their ass right quick. That is the Kat Jones you are going to be stepping in the ring with.. The same one that couldn't care less about who’s career she stopped dead in its tracks before it could even take off.. The same Kat Jones that held a world heavyweight championship for 9 months facing men and women alike.. The same Kat Jones that would not lose a minute of sleep over the injuries she caused others by locking them in a hold they were to stupid to give into..
You see girls.. Being a bad girl in wrestling does that mean you need to cheat to win.. Fuck no.. Does it mean that you have to flirt and suck up to the brass to get to the top.. No.. Does that mean all the stereo typical bullshit that a supposed “heel” turn brings with it.. No.. It means taking care of business not giving a flying fuck what the audience yells at you on your way to the ring.. It means that you will fight and no matter what it takes to get the win.. And I am that kind of bad girl.. And what are you?
Kat smirked and the evil glint in her dark eyes was pronounced even more so by the bright light she was in making them look darker than normal as the bright sunlight made her pale skin look even paler.
Kat : Now I know some of you think you are good girls.. And some claim to be bad.. You need to show that you are as bad as you claim to be to have a shot at winning this time around.. What do you intend to do.. You want to stop me.. But what will you do to achieve that? I want to win.. What will I want to do to ensure this.. Oh that is very simple see I want to grab you one by one by the skinny neck that holds your head up straight.. And choke the life out of you.. But since they do not allow that to happen I will settle for a sleeper hold.. Or maybe a bulldog choke.. See your little lips turn blue as I squeeze the blood flow to a halt.. Your eyes rolling into the back of your heads until you are out like a light.. Always fun.. Or maybe.. I will go a different route.. Maybe I will twist you into a pretzel and hold it as tight as it can go so you can feel the tendons and muscles tearing away from your joints.. Your screams will only fuel my desire to do my worst…
You see what you all lack and what I have in spades.. The intensity.. The desire.. The skill and the determination to get the job done by any means necessary.. The “I don’t fucking care” attitude is not an act.. It is just what I am.. What I have become again.. And I am always brutally honest.. I am giving you my intentions.. I intend to destroy your tendons.. I intend to twist joints out of their sockets.. And I intend to make you scream for mercy and have you crying in the ring for the world to see. Want to see what a truly bad girl does.. Open your fucking trap and provoke me.. I fucking dare you to do it.. If you do.. I will deliver all the shades of pain and agony that I can think of.. And I am a very, very creative person inside the ring.. Do not make the mistake many have made before you in thinking that I am talking a big game about maiming you and such.. I may be a bad girl at heart and not afraid to use a weapon if the match allows it.. But I am also one of the most technically sound wrestlers you will ever step foot into the ring with and my specialty.. And the part that I love the most is submission wrestling and twisting people into pretzels..
Kat took a sip of water and raised an eyebrow before she spoke again..
Kat : And SCW did not just give me one victim.. They gave me five.. I truly hope I get to start this match… So I can deliver my promise of pain to each and every single one of you…A gauntlet match is just another environment where a big cat has plenty of prey to hunt and will thrive.. And that is me.. I am going to be that big cat that has their eyes locked on a prey in the ring and guess what girls.. This week.. My prey is each and every single one of you.. And I am going to enjoy seeing you twisted into a pretzel screaming out in agony as I twist and fold you in ways your body doesn’t naturally want to bend.. Your screams of pain and agony will be like a symphony to my ears.. And as you slap that canvas to tap out and doing so in the hopes that the torture will end.. I may give you that mercy.. Then again… I may not right away.. After all.. I am not a forgiving person.. So do keep that in mind before you open your mouth and speak about me…
Kat smirked as this was already more like her true self then she had been in a long long time..
Kat : Call it a threat.. Call it evil.. Dark.. Sinister.. But it is the truth.. I am not going to sit here and spin pretty little lies to make it more palatable for you.. No.. It is about time that I reminded everyone in SCW just who in the hell I am.. A long time ago I was already a nightmare for many to deal with and now the nightmare returns. Everything you remember from Kat Jones that you have seen in SCW… Forget it… That girl is gone.. What remains.. A sadistic sibling.. One that really would love to see you try to stop me.. Try me.. If you dare..
With that said Kat pointed the remote at the camera and the scene fades to black.
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She could already feel the cold harsh shell she had around her way back then returned to her.. As she was preparing once more to deal with more loss.. She did not know exactly who or what it would be but she had this feeling that it was coming and she did not want to be caught unaware.. Not again… She could not lie to herself.. She knew 1 loss that was coming and it would surely hurt her badly.. Maybe even become the catalyst that brings forth the change she desires.. She called the dogs back who were lying in the grass waiting for her to call.. They jumped into the car and soon after all of them were in their seats again.. Kat took a deep breath before she started the car again and drove away from the clearing and out of the parking area.. Back on the road she kept the memories at bay.. She had enough for awhile.. Her phone rang and it went to the car kit.
Kat : Hello…
?: You know, it’s never all that bright to reach backwards to try and fix current problems. Whole reason some things are left in the past,after all.
Kat sighed..
Kat : And yet sometimes it is better to rewind and go back to a better version of yourself. And that is what I am going to do…Am doing..
A small chuckle from the other end, a pause.
?: I don’t quite agree with that, Katarina. Far too many skeletons back there for it to be any better than what is now. But, that’s just my case…Tell me though, what is the plan here? You’re that desperate to fight Amber? Or get a rematch with Roxi?
A pause, a clearing of the throat.
?: You’d think you want your neck to snap.
Kat chuckled..
Kat : Option D.. All of the above…. And this time without restraints placed on me by myself my love.
Kat took a sip of the bottle of water she had near her..
Kat : Sorry I had to drink a little. I just finished my promo.. As it is my final run.. You know that.. I may as well do right by the pay per view name.. And go out in a Blaze of Glory…
?: Suppose that’s not the worst idea you’ve had. But it certainly isn’t the best, either. I know you’re…hung up. Adamant about things. But, i’m telling you for the umpteenth time. Turning into a ghost does nothing good for anyone. Least of all you.
A pause, a shift on the other end as something is moved across a desk.
?: Plenty left for you to do, plenty of ways to lend your talents. Whisper has a spot for you, you know that.
Kat could not help but roll her eyes at this and the heavy sigh that escaped her was clearly audible.
Kat : I know.. And I do not want it… What I want I can not have… And I am not sticking around to be reminded of that loss any longer than I have to.. You knew this.. And as much as you argue it.. You know it will destroy what little is left of me… So I will do as I said I would.
Gripping the steering wheel tight in her hands she spoke with a more tense voice..
Kat : Nothing you say my love will change this.. I will not ruin you.. But you would ruin me.. Not by anything you say or do… But it will kill me slowly… You talked me out of taking my life.. You will not talk me out of the other option..
Silence, a sigh. The creak of an old chair.
?: Then, good luck WildKat…Give them hell. I’ll be rooting for you.
A soft click from the other end, no longer wishing to entertain the idea of doomsday and the imminence of it. Even if they had armed the nuke themselves. There it was.. The loss she feared.. But it was necessary.. Tears flowed from her eyes.. The dark make-up streaming with it.. Her face slowly became a mess of tears and streaks of black. Her heart aching so vividly as if she lost him all over again.. Her one true love.. The man she lost by stupidity and stubborn pride.. Ugly crying until her tears ran out.. Heaving and sobbing still as her eyes dried and the streaks of the tears turned cold and dried.. Her heart grew colder at the same time… This hurt as much as the first betrayal did.. But this time it is her own fault… It hurt more than the destruction of her marriage… It hurt more than the failure of previous relationships.. It hurt more than realizing her career was almost over… That she was wrestling on borrowed time.. It hurts more than knowing that her end is coming… The man that talked her out of ending it all… This felt like a final goodbye.. When the sobs stopped with time passing her car speeding along the highway towards Nevada.. The sneer on her face returned.. The anger and rage inside of her is growing stronger… The hunger and desire for Unapologetic Violence growing.. She knew she could not stay to witness her love and his new life without her for all that much longer as it would surely drive her to the point where she went back to plan A.. Even if she had moved on… Sometimes you can not let everything of your past go completely.. She lost him all over again… But this time.. By choice….. This time she forced the choice… His choice.. To hang up on her….
Fase 1.. Complete..
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Friday afternoon 48 hours until Blaze of Glory
The aftermath of the phonecall had her hiccupping still.. The tears had slowed but the traces had not vanished from her face.. She was a mess of tears and make-up and it made her look crazier than ever... Kat had not stopped to clean up her face. She kept driving on.. On to Death Valley.. A barren place. Hot and deserted. Not a soul for miles and miles.. She could get used to such a place. It was why she moved up the mountain.. Hidden away well that if you do not know where to go you would miss it entirely. Before Chris’s return.. Before her brother’s return to her life she lived there for nearly two years by herself.. Hidden away only people that saw her lived in the town down the mountain trail. She would not mind the valley either; the only thing she would be minding is the scorching heat of the place come summer time. It is not even spring yet and she knew Death Valley would already be hitting the mid to high eighties.. And at night drop below to the low fifties. Not too bad.. She slept in a car before in much colder conditions. Cincinnati winters are notoriously cold. She had tried to keep the memories at bay after the phone call ended but it could not help going back from time to time before she forcefully made herself go to a different subject. Bring it to happier times and places but it would not allow it.. Bring it to better people.. Better times.. Her brothers.. Her family.. But the memories of a trip not even that long ago burst through from time to time..
To the one man that got through all of her mental walls.. Made her fall head over heels in love.. The man that made her feel and believe that she was beautiful for that one cursed weekend far away from where they are now… He only needed a phone call and a meeting to break through her walls.. He only needed roughly 24 hours to make her believe that she was worth something to someone.. That she was not ugly to him.. That she was desired and beautiful.. But she should have known it would not last.. That she would do something to fuck it up.. Mistakes were made.. So many mistakes were made on both sides.. And while it took only 4 months before they saw each other again… He only needed 4 months and 3 words to destroy her.. The woman she had been in SCW since she arrived here was a shell of her former self.. Holding her chin up high.. But the words of kindness coming her way were brushed off.. Compliments.. Empty words to her.. As much as she loves her man her heart was still torn.. Now.. That is over.. The only love she feels now is for those she calls her family and her man.. Part of her will always be in love with the man she lost in 4 months and 3 words.. But that part… Is dead for now.. As dead as the land surrounding her as she drives through the desert.. She has to let it go.. As she does another piece of her heart grows cold.. As the desert is growing colder now that the sun is going down.. Kat pulls over from the road and parks the truck and steps out onto the crusty ground.. Crunching with salt and sand caked together. She feels at peace as the sun sets and the sky is filling up with colors and she grabs the camera from the truck. She climbs into the bed of the truck with the camera and her two dogs and presses record..
The scene opens up on Kat sitting in the bed of the big black truck that has been hers for quite a few years now. Her dogs lay next to her. As she speaks her voice is soft in tone and cold.. Emotionless as her dark eyes are.. Her face was still covered in make-up and tears streaked over her face.
Kat : If you thought you were going to be facing the same Kat Jones that has been walking around SCW since late last year.. You are wrong.. That Kat Jones was a poor woman’s attempt at looking somewhat normal. That Kat Jones never truly existed.. I always warned so many before you girls that you do not know me.. And that was never more true than it is right now.. While some may be friendlier with me than others. Never once think that it would save you from my wrath. I am not going to step into the ring to make friends or play nice. And I do not give a fuck if I start the match or come in last. I am coming to win the whole damn thing. I have been through wars lately and yet I have never felt better than I do right now.. This is the true Kat Jones and this is a glimpse of what you will be facing inside the ring. The real Kat Jones is a gutter rat from the cold dangerous streets of Cincinnati.. That is Kat Jones.. I may live in a fancy looking place now.. But in me.. There is still this hungry streetrat itching for the next fight because each fight put a meal in my stomach…
Each fight got me closer to getting off the streets and into a warm bed.. Be it a rat and cockroach infested hell hole in Kansas City where I started my professional career.. Or the beautiful Rocky Mountain home I have now.. I did not know but I wanted it.. And that is sorta like what I am feeling right now.. I am hungry… Not for food.. I am hungry for the fight.. I have that itching feeling underneath my skin.. In my blood… Desperately clawing at me to be let out.. And what better place to do it than at the PPV.. Where I am going to be feeding that hunger with the bodies of my victims.. And there are plenty of victims to be had in this match so please do let me go first.. I would love to bring the sheer brutality and pain that only we can bring.. Unapologetic violence.. And the good thing is.. There is a lot of pain I can deliver all within the rules.. I prefer not having those rules but we can not always get what we want. But I can cause pain.. Mutilate your tendons and joints until you scream louder than you tap..
Kat smirked and tilted her head slightly.. The fury in her eyes is clear to see as is the insanity that drives her currently..
Kat : I have always walked a fine line between cool and calm and the raging beast that hides within me.. I am not called the HellKat for nothing.. And that line is way behind me now.. I will be using every torturous hold I can think off.. And believe me I have a very sick and twisted mind.. I will bend and twist your bodies in ways it is not supposed to go.. I am doing it to hear that sick crackle and pop and as I feel your joints give way and dislocate I will revel in the screams of pain and despair as I dismantle you infront of the whole fucking world and there is not a damn fucking thing that anyone can do about it because it is all legal. I have been holding this back for years and it is about time for me to show you exactly who in the hell I am. What I am capable of and what lengths I would go to.. There is a title opportunity on the line and this opportunity is going to be mine. Nobody is going to stop this HellKat.. Not sweet Chloe.. Girl I love you.. And when this match is over and we go on tour I will be there to pick you up.. I already got our tickets booked.. But in this match I am not going to go easy on you. I am going to show you exactly what it takes to make it in SCW. I am going to teach you quite a few lessons in the next few months.. And when I am done you are going to be the superstar I can see inside of you.. But first.. I have a match to win and if I have to go through you for the win.. So be it..
Or Mercedes.. I do not care how long your list of past accolades is in SCW.. I do not care how long you have been here.. That was then and this is now and you are going to be writing a new page in history soon.. That on March twentieth 2022 there was a PPV called Blaze of Glory 10 and there was a Bombshell gauntlet match that stole the whole damn show and the winner was that bitch Kat Jones.. Remember it well for the next March twentieth.. And Levana.. Lavana.. Whatever your name is.. Our quiet girl.. I had high hopes for you and I to tear the place apart.. Making the gauntlet match a true and epic brawl.. But are you going to show up or are you going to run and hide.. If you are in the arena I will find you.. And I will fight you.. So for your sake I hope you do come out to the ring and give it every damn thing you got because if you do not.. I will destroy you.. Another quiet one.. Bella… BELLA!!!!
Kat screamed her name into the desert stopping a deranged smirk on her face.. The sky streaked in reds and purples lighting her face in an eerie way.. The insanity she is barely holding in check burning in her eyes..
Kat : Where in the hell are you Bella… Did the prospect of the brutality of this match silence you entirely.. What a shame.. Although pissing me off is not a better plan, staying quiet when we have been working hard to get ourselves noticed on this star studded pay per view you are just going to do nothing? That by itself is enough reason for me to twist your body into places you did not bend before and make sure that you truly know the meaning of pain.. While I am still restricted to some rules I know quite a few that strike hard, fast and extremely painful that will have you screaming and tapping for mercy and just because there are rules I will have to give it to you.. Because as much as I do not care about getting disqualified in any other match.. This time around there is too much at stake here to let myself go to that extent. Although piss me off and I may just decide to see how far the referee will let me go..
And then there is Crystal.. You have not been quiet.. You know what is at stake and you are almost as hungry to get this win as I am.. Almost.. Not quite though.. You see Crystal.. As friendly as I have been to you on twitter.. Just having watched your promo gave me a splitting headache.. I am not friendly.. So your friendly words meant nothing to me.. Others have spewed kindness and compliments to me before and while I am sure they believed to be sincere because they are the almighty superheroes in this place.. Everybody loves them.. They showed themselves as lying pieces of shit. So excuse me that I do not buy nice twitter conversations and compliments thrown my way from an opponent.. I will see what you are like when you have been handed that loss.. If you are still the same person then as you portray yourself to be now…
Kat smirked and her hand went to the head of the big dog next to her.. One of the last rays of sunshine highlighted the messed up make-up and the obvious streaks caused by tears on her face..
Kat : Like my babies I can smell the bullshit and the lies told in promo’s and twitter a mile away… I do not have that feeling with you.. But then again I did not have it with Roxi either.. She talked a lot about how I am such a good friend.. And I am.. To those I hold dear.. And she showed her true colors.. She is fake as fuck.. And I will be looking forward to her losing to my sister once again.. Maybe getting the fucking point then that she is just not good enough.. She beat me.. I admit to it.. But she lied.. Anyone that paid attention to her lately can see that.. She lied.. And she only wanted another big win so she can get her hands on my sister again.. Well.. She succeeded.. As usual she gets what she wants.. But it cost her.. That dear and loyal friend is no longer.. So Crystal.. Be better than her.. Because I will get my hands on Roxi again someday soon… And when I do.. I will do more than even the score..
I do not take betrayal kindly… It is a fair warning to you.. And all of the girls in this match.. I am not someone you want to fuck over.. You want to be my friend Crystal.. I will give you that chance.. As I am a great friend.. But.. If you are going to be the same as Roxi.. Stop trying then.. Because I will destroy and rip apart the next person that tries that with me.. As I will do to her.. If this side of me shocks you.. Let me introduce myself to you again then.. My name is Kat fucking Jones and I will be the winner of this gauntlet and I will get my hands on SCW gold soon. You may all want it.. But I want it more.. The woman you thought you knew.. Kiss her goodbye.. Because she no longer exists.. What is left is a woman driven by the thought of pain and destruction caused by her hands.. The desire and will fueled by the pain filled screams and begging pleas for mercy… What is left is a wrestling machine.. One that will thrive on causing pain and running through every single obstacle in her way to the championship gold.. Be ready.. Because I am..
Kat inhaled deeply letting the rage inside of her calm down for a moment..
Kat : I will be more than ready to hear the symphony of destruction play in that ring.. I will be more than ready to see the cringing faces of the crowd as another tendon snaps.. A muscle tears.. A high pitched scream fills the arena.. I am not coming to just beat you girls.. With ignorance and silence you are provoking that darkside that resides inside of me and I will enjoy feasting on your soul to fill up the void that still exists in mine.. Devouring you and leaving you a shell of a woman inside that ring. That should quench the thirst I have been holding in for a long time.. But that won't satisfy the rage quite yet... Hmmm twisting you into a pretzel and hearing you scream in agony as you plead for mercy will not be enough either... But maybe.. Just maybe seeing your eyes glazed over as they stare aimlessly up towards the rafters might be a good start.. As I exit it having beaten you all while licking my chops..See this as a warning..I will unleash the rage and let the darkness reign.. Do not try to impress me with empty words.. Do not try and make the darkest parts of me listen to your attempt of placating me.. It just pisses me off..... And you do not want to piss me off.. It often ends with broken dreams and bones to match.. Think before you speak.. The consequences can be dire… And determine your future in this business..
With that said the scene fades to black just as Kat twitches violently..
She climbed out of the truck bed and sent the video from her phone to SCW to play.. Pulling her sleeping bag out of the backpack it was stuffed into, the picture hidden inside came tumbling down.. A broken sob escaped her upon seeing the face on it.. Another bad memory.. One she had buried deep down.. Her ex-husband.. Another man that made her think she was beautiful.. But if she was the perfect girlfriend.. The perfect wife.. Why did he change.. Why did he blatantly cheat on her.. For the world to see… Why? It only proved that she was not beautiful.. She was not the perfect girlfriend.. The perfect wife.. She was flawed and ugly.. And that is why she was cheated on.. That is why her love married another.. That is why Kat Jones can not see anything but ugly as she looks into the mirror.. She violently ripped the picture to tiny pieces.. A heart wrenching scream tore from her throat as she let go.. Her heart and soul are growing colder again.. So cold that she felt it.. As if she was outside on a freezing winter's day.. She opened the sleeping bag and crawled inside. Sleep did not come for her right away.. Haunted by memories she spent the night in the cold desert air in Death Valley..
Saturday morning 6 am.
Kat woke up really early and after letting the dogs run and play around for a bit she packed them back into the truck, both of them jumping in the back to lay on the sleeping bag. Nice and comfy they drove on to Los Angeles. She had counted on a lot of things when she arrived in Los Angeles.. She had counted on her hotel room being ready. She had found 1 hotel that was perfectly fine with her bringing her dogs with her. She had counted on being able to get something to eat there.. She did not however count on opening her hotel room door and finding the angry eyes of her brother burning a hole into her head. Not the big man.. Not the SCW World Heavyweight Champion.. No.. This was Cy.. And Cy was pissed.. Apparently SCW had played her video and even now she had the remains of the streaks of make-up and red stained eyes.. As soon as she had entered the room the dogs sat down and as she turned towards the room after closing the door she was face to chest with a very familiar chest indeed.. A low growl came from him and she looked up only to get headbutted harshly.. He did not need to speak. She already knew what he wanted to say to her.. She grabbed him by the neck yanking him in and returned the favor slamming her forehead into his.. Both of them bore the red mark and Cy grabbed her and held her tight..
Cy : Why Katarina.. Why go there again..
Kat : Because I have to this time.. I have to return to not feeling a damn thing.. Nothing.. Bring back the darkness.. Bring back the madness.. Unleash the insanity… Bring the chaos.. Bring the pain…
Cy : Let me take you there…
Cy pulled her to the bed and held her tight in his arms. His voice was rough and laced with the same intensity as he spoke the poison directly into her ear.. The tone was nothing more than a whisper but it screamed inside her mind as he awakened the slumbering beast that was still not fully unleashed inside of Kat.. But it will be soon.. The hate allowed to fester.. The insanity unleashed.. The desire for pain and destruction is starting to burn inside of her.. Held tightly as she begins to react to his poisonous words. Low growls escaping her as Cy repeats the words of damnation and destruction in her ear.. Feeding the sadistic nature they both share.. That nature she shares with all of her brothers.. Some just hide it better than others. The loyalty lies within the family.. One does not become one easily. Cy has been there for years.. Sometimes close by other times far away but always there when she needed him the most. Be it to bring her back down or to unleash her upon the unsuspecting fools that surround them. She strains in his arms, stewing in hatred, rage and anguish.. Unfulfilled hunger for destruction and unquenched thirst for blood and screams building up the most dangerous side of Kat. This was not going to be good for the ladies she is facing as she is becoming more dangerous than ever and loving every second of it. Rejoicing in the bonds on her breaking.. Being unleashed. Cy turned Kat around in his arms and held her close.
Cy : My sister in arms and heart.. My sadistic sibling.. You know what to do..
Kat : I do..
Cy : I am proud of you baby sis.. So fucking proud.. No matter the outcome of this match or any other that follows.
Kat : As I am of you big brother.. Always.. No matter what..
Both placed their hand behind the head of the other.. Holding each other in place..
Cy : I did my job for tonight we will continue this in the morning.. Yours starts tomorrow evening.. No holding back.. Get the golden opportunity..
Kat : I am not going to hold back for anyone.. This opportunity is mine..
Kat softly headbutted her big brother and he smirked before returning the gesture.. Holding her close as they have done so often over the years..
Cy : Loser buys the beers…
Kat : Better have a fat wallet on you..
At one point she must have fallen asleep held safely in his arms and he slept along with her. The dogs had taken up guard at the foot of the bed as they rested. She had lost all track of time and had not heard anything but the voice of Cy in her ear for hours it seemed before she fell asleep. She had not heard her phone go off with tons of messages coming in.. Someone else was pissed with Kat as well.. And with good reason.. But she had no clue.. When she woke up she noticed the changes in herself and how she was feeling.. She was getting meaner.. Stronger.. Growing more dangerous.. Back to how she used to be.. Before she let fake sentiments lull her into a sense of peace.. Let her reign in her true self.. To become normal.. To be accepted.. Fake as fuck because in the end.. She only truly has those she calls family.. So when she saw the blinking light on her phone she was surprised to see that she had missed several calls and there were a shit ton of messages on her phone… All from family.. All from one family member to be exact.. Overprotective big brother.. Mac..
There were so many.. Ranging from call me.. To flat out cursing in their common language.. To demanding that she had to pick up the fucking phone.. It showed a lot to Kat who let a single tear fall.. She did not mean to worry them.. But it was needed to become herself again.. To feel like herself again.. She had to send him a message.. She chose to do so in the language they speak to one another…
*Tha mi duilich mo bhràthair. Cha robh mi airson dragh a chuir ort. Bidh mi aig an raon a-màireach. Tha Cyrus còmhla rium.*
The message was kind and gentle so different from the way she feels towards anyone else.
*I am sorry my brother. I did not mean to make you worry. I will be at the arena tomorrow. Cyrus is with me.*
With the message send Kat ordered room service knowing her brother's appetite. They are all the same in that aspect.. She got their food ordered and crawled back into bed in her brother’s arms. With him by her side.. She would be more than ready to deal with everything that is coming for her tomorrow.. It is less than 24 hours before the PPV starts and Kat is out for blood and screams.
Stage 2 complete.