Pranking Nina Samson

It's a beautiful, sunny day in Huntington Beach as Shane Hawthorne is next to a tree in one of the parks near his apartment.

Shane Hawthorne: This is going to be a good one.

Shane mentions to himself as he is tying a bucket around a tree limb. Brittany Ann Baker walks onto the scene while looking down at her phone.

Shane Hawthorne: Watch out Ann

He calls out as Brittany lifts her head up to see a piece of twine strung out in front of her. She stops in her tracks while holding her hands up in the air.

Brittany Ann Baker: What in the hell?

Shane quickly climbs down the ladder and holds his hand out towards her.

Shane Hawthorne: I have a bucket of slime and I'm going to pour it all over Nina.

Brittany's eyes widen as Shane mentions his girlfriend.

Brittany Ann Baker: Do you have a death wish?

Shane Hawthorne: She started this when she put body paint in my body wash.

Brittany bites down on the inside of her lips as Shane climbs back up the ladder to put on the final touch. Brittany looks around as she shakes her head.

Brittany: I just hope you know what you are doing.

Shane Hawthorne: Trust me, this is going to work.

Brittany lets out a sarcastic sigh as Shane slides back down the ladder and puts it out of sight. Brittany checks her phone as Nina Samson asks her where Shane was currently. Brittany messages back. Shane continues to move around as Brittany finds an aluminum pan and picks up a bottle of shaving cream. Brittany hides the shaving cream pie as Shane rubs his hands together.

Shane Hawthorne: It's ready.

Brittany Ann Baker: Nina is on her way.

Shane Hawthorne: Excellent!

Shane is sitting on one of the small walls as Nina comes walking up.

Nina Samson: What is going on Shane?

Shane Hawthorne: What do you mean?

Nina Samson: You haven't answered any of my text messages in the last few hours.

Shane Hawthorne: I've been busy.

Nina Samson: Busy with what.

Nina walks toward Shane as he is smiling at her. Nina's foot crosses the twine as the bucket of slime tips over and the contents spill all over Nina. Nina screams as Shane is jumping up and down with joy in his face. Nina looks at him with slime dripping down her face.

Nina Samson: I am going to ki…….

Before Nina can finish her sentence, an aluminum pan full of shaving cream slams in her face as Brittany's eyes widen.

Brittany: Shit!

She shouts as Shane looks over his shoulder. Nina uses her clean fingers to wipe the shaving cream on her face.

Nina Samson: Are you serious right now?

Brittany Ann Baker: I am sorry Nina. That was meant for Shane but he moved at the last second.

Shane is standing off to the side as Nina continues to clean her face off.

Shane Hawthorne: gotcha Nina

Nina looks at him with a devilish grin on her face.

Nina Samson: I'm going to get you back.

Shane Hawthorne: I know you will.

As her hands are covered in slime, Nina holds her arms out looking for a hug.

Nina Samson: Give me a hug

Shane Hawthorne: How about no!

Shane runs away from Nina as Brittany is hiding behind a trash can. Nina is laughing as Shane goes to leap over a bush but falls directly into the bush. Shane stands back up as his thigh has a small gash. Nina sees it as she gasps. Shane walks off as Nina follows him.

Hanging With Dennis

After the prank Shane pulled on Nina, he gets into his car and drives toward his best friend’s apartment. Dennis McClure is sitting on the couch, holding a PS4 game controller and playing Fortnite with his headphones over his ears. Shane pulls into the parking lot and parks right next to Dennis’ car. Shane smiles as he pulls out a can of car chalk and gets out of his car. He shakes the can up and looks off to the side while putting his index finger up towards his lip.

Shane: Shhhhh! Dennis doesn't know I'm here so this is a perfect opportunity to prank him. Now this is car chalk which comes off so let's go.

Shane sprays Loser on the hood of the car. He puts the cap back onto the can and flings it back into his car. Shane rubs his hands together before heading up to Dennis’ apartment. The elevator dings as Shane steps off on the third floor. Shane moves down the hall until he comes to the door that leads into Dennis’ apartment. Shane knocks on the door a few times before shooting Dennis a text. Dennis places his headphones down onto the coffee table in front of him and gets up off the couch. He moves across the floor and opens the door.

Dennis McClure: Let me see your hands

Shane cocks his head to the side as Dennis doesn't move.

Shane: Come on Dennis. Don't you trust me.

Dennis: You have pranked me fives times in the last week so no I don't trust you. Why are you even here? Shouldn't you be watching tape on Matthew Knox?

Shane: I'm not going to sweat Matthew.

Dennis shakes his head.

Dennis: You should sweat him

Shane crosses over the threshold as Dennis closes the door behind him.

Shane: I'm not going to worry about him. He's so focused on trying to win a match. I'm just going to have fun.

Dennis: Didn't you learn anything from the Dog Pound Academy?

Shane shrugs his shoulders.

Shane: So what? At the end of the day, I am going to be me. I don't care if I win or lose. I am going to give it my best shot.

Dennis: You are not going to make it in the wrestling business with that kind of attitude.

Shane: Who said I want to get anywhere?

Dennis: Do you have any goals?

Shane: Nope

Dennis is scratching his head as Shane sits down on the couch and picks up the second player controller off the coffee table.

Shane: I challenge you to a game of Fortnite.

Dennis: You're on!

The two friends sit down on the couch and play video games as Shane doesn't actually answer the question posed by Dennis.

A Hawthorne Introduction
On Camera

A very lit room comes into view as Shane Hawthorne is sitting on a folding steel chair with posters lining every part of the wall. Shane is wearing a light blue denim jacket with ripped up jeans and converse on his feet. His hair is a little messy as he takes a minute to gather his thoughts.

Ever since I signed my name on the dotted line, everyone has been questioning me about my goals within the wrestling business. Why can't I just want to have fun for once in my life. From the moment I turned 18, I've had grown adults telling me what I should do with my life. Last time I checked, this is my life and I am going to live it the way I want too. If that means that I take a few losses along the way then so be it.

Shane takes another deep breath before continuing.

Speaking of taking losses, Matthew Knox is hoping for an easy match up. I mean the fact I am making my official debut this Sunday doesn't help matters. Let's face it, you are chomping at the bit to get another win under your belt. You are hoping this match leads to a championship but I'm here to tell you that it's not going to be easy. I may not take this whole business seriously but I'm also not going to let you walk all over me. If you thought that was going to be the case then you are in for a rude awakening. You see I have this drive in me that is hard to stop at times. That drive is called competitiveness. I have not given up on a challenge and I refuse to start now.

Shane runs his hand through his hair while taking in another deep breath.

I don't rightly care about what you think of me Knox. I'm not in this business to make friends. I'm in this business to get my name out there and to get more eyes on my channel. If kicking your teeth down your throat helps me achieve that goal then so be it. I really have nothing against you. This match means absolutely nothing to me. After all, it is my first match so I'm not expecting anything. All I want to do is put on a very good performance that makes the powers that be surprised by the skills that I possess. You are wanting to be a champion. That's cool but why? I'm not here for championships. I am here to have fun. It will be fun playing spoiler to your dreams of becoming a champion. I mean I got nothing really to lose. So I will pull out every trick I have to ruin your perfect night.

Shane lets out a very soft sigh before standing up to his feet.

I hope you are ready Matthew Knox because I am going to be the one headache you can't fix with any medicine. The Raven will forget how to fly. The Prankster will pull the biggest prank of all when he causes you to fall. This is your one chance to make a difference otherwise you will be left in a void.

Shane lifts one hand up as a soft smile forms on his face.

Matthew Knox, your time to shine is fading and soon it will fade like your hopes. Just know, I will be the one telling you to STAY WILD.

Shane puts his hand back down.

See you on Sunday

Shane winks his eye before walking out as the scene begins to fade.

Couples Date in Philly



It’s close to seven at night as Lincoln Daniels and his wife Zania are enjoying a night out on the town with Violet Holt and her boyfriend Troy. After they were paired for the main event of Climax Control, they decided to have a double date to try and build some kind of chemistry before the match. Unfortunately, most of the places are closed due to the pandemic. The only place opened just happens to be an applebee’s. The two couples enter the place and find a table near the bar.

Violet: This is really nice.

Zania: Yes, it is and I’m glad we are getting to have some quality time together.

Lincoln and Troy just roll their eyes while walking towards the bar. Violet and Zania continues to have conversation while ordering a couple appetizers before deciding on the appropriate meal for each of them.

Zania: Are you glad you returned?

Violet partially nods her head as Zania sips on her drink. The two women are trying very hard to find a common bond but nothing seems to be working. All Violet can think about are ways of dismantling Tempest from the ground up.

Lincoln: What’s on your mind?

Lincoln asks as he returns from the bar with a glass of Coors Lite beer and Troy is caring a couple glasses of scotch. Violet looks at him with a slight grin on her face.

Violet: You know how we are facing Tempest and Austin James Mercer. I wonder how serious they are taking us as challengers. I don’t think they are since we are “records” are bad according to that mouthy bitch Mercedes. Last time I checked, I wasn’t beaten in my last match. Also this isn’t my first rodeo with Tempest. I think Mercedes forgot about that triple threat match which featured Samantha Marlowe. During that entire match, Tempest literally had no answer for me. She couldn’t block my strikes nor stop me from plowing right through her.

Lincoln nods his head while thinking back on his first encounter with Austin.

Lincoln: People seem to forget that it took Austin three powerbombs to put me away. I mean Austin ran his mouth saying it would be an easy victory but he found out it wasn’t as simple. Now look at us. The two of us facing off against the two biggest blowhards in this entire company. Austin loves talking about how many championships he has won but let’s not forget he also lost those championships too. I remember how much he detested becoming a tag team champion. You know Austin is quite possibly the biggest hypocrite on the roster. He talks so much I can’t figure out if the words are coming from his mouth or ass.

Violet chuckles.

Violet: How do you know it’s not both? I mean let’s face it. What do we really have to lose in this match? We have literally nothing to lose and everything to gain in this match. Before this tag team adventure, Tempest was hanging out at catering blocking everyone from the Coconut creme pie. I look forward to putting her right back there after we do what no one was able to do. Lincoln and I may not be the obvious choice but we will not let this opportunity pass us by.

Lincoln: You two ass wipes have had your time in the sun. It’s time for a new team to step up and take the reigns for a while. That team will be us. I don’t care what you think about us. We may not have the best record but we both have more heart than you guys could ever imagine. We will shock the senses and make you think twice about second guessing us.

Violet: Consider this a warning shot because the Incredible Fury will be your undoing. See you soon.

A dark figure stands in the middle of a room as thousands upon thousands of thumbtacks surrounds the figure. A sinister laughter fills the room as the lights flicker on to show Violet Amelia Holt standing in the room. Her pink and blonde hair is split across both of her shoulders as her eyes can tell you the entire story.

I want CANDY! That's all that has been rolling through my mind these past few months. Ever since our last encounter, I have wanted to see who is the absolute best between us. I don't care about facing Bella Madison. What will it do for me? Ooh, I can pick the stipulation for my match with the one bitch I want to fight. Bella Madison can beat me all she wants and I wouldn't care. My focus is on Candy. My determination is getting my hands on Candy. There is no one else that matters.

The time for me to slam Candy's face into a meat grinder is coming. I can't wait.

What a wonderful time we are living in these days? You can spend an entire year hoping those in charge will give you what you want. I have scratched and clawed my way back to this moment and I will not let it slip right through my fingers. Into The Void is my show and I will continue my winning streak.

Port Charlotte, Florida
Off Camera

The sun was shining very bright in South Florida as Violet was lounging down by the community pool. The lower third of her face was covered by a mask as her blonde hair was tied up in pigtails. Her little sister Shelby was lounging on the deck chair next to her. It had been a couple months since the split with her ex-boyfriend. There had been some friction between them after she was spending quite a bit of time at her father’s wrestling school.

“This is life,” Shelby breathes out while inhaling and exhaling.

“I am enjoying this wonderful weather we are having,” Violet replies as she keeps her head on the chair.

Since the two sisters were down at the community pool, they were surrounded by little kids and families. Violet didn’t seem to mind as her eyes were closed while allowing the sun to kiss her skin. Shelby had put some earphones into her ears while lying back and playing some tunes on her phone. A few minutes later, a soaked ball smacks Violet on the stomach and this causes her to sit up. The kids didn’t think anything of it as Violet picked the ball up. She chunks near the kids and it strikes one of the kids across the face.

The kid starts crying loudly as Violet goes back to enjoying her peaceful time. The kid continues to cry as the mother comes up to him. She asks him what had happened. He makes an accusatory gesture towards Violet while spewing lie after lie. Rage slowly begins to build inside the mother as she walks around the pool. She steps up to the chair with Violet on it.

“Excuse me,” the mother says in a very rude tone.

Violet doesn’t notice the woman at first which pisses the mother off even more.

“I said excuse me,” the mother says in a higher voice.

This does seem to get Violet’s attention as she tilts her head down to see a middle aged woman with wrinkles all over her body. Violet shrugs while placing a hand over eyes so she could block the sun out of her eyes.

“Who are you?” Violet asks.

“Did you throw a ball at my son?” the mother blatantly disregards Violet’s question and asks one of her own.

Violet tilts her head while swinging her legs over and placing her feet onto the slightly wet concrete floor.

“Who in the fuck are you?” Violet asks again.

“That’s not important. I want to know did you throw this ball at my son,” the mother keeps asking while bringing the ball from behind her back. Violet looks at the ball then back at the woman. She shrugs her shoulders.

“I have no fucking idea lady. I’ve been relaxing over here and minding my own business,” Violet tells her as her own temper is starting to rise.

“You should watch your language, there are kids in this place,” the woman scolds Violet. Violet stands up off the chair which causes Shelby to move quickly.

“Bitch, who in the fuck do you think you are huh? These kids are exposed to way more than my language. I’m sure if you listen closely, you will hear them cursing up a damn storm,” Violet fires back as Shelby jumps in front of her sister trying to keep her calm.

The mother shakes her head while walking away. Before disappearing out of sight, the woman flicks her finger at Violet as Shelby is holding her back.

“Will you calm down?” Shelby asks her sister while dragging her out of the pool area. Violet is fighting it at first then she succumbs to her sister and walks with her calmly.

“Thanks sis,” Violet tells her sister as Shelby just laughs.

“Someone has to make sure you don’t do something stupid,” Shelby says as the two sisters get into their vehicle.

Making History

Last year, I made my Into The Void debut against Candy while fighting for the Bombshell Roulette Championship for the first time. Everyone doubted that I could pull it off. Mercedes Vargas didn’t think I could do it. Bea Barnhart thought I didn’t deserve it. Before I had that opportunity, I had beaten Dani Weston in my first match with her. After the match was over, I did the one thing no one else could have done. Mercedes, Bea and even Sam Marlowe had failed to beat Candy. Where they failed, I had succeeded. I made history. What people don’t know is that it was my sixth match in the company and I had won the championship.

I did lose it but not because someone had pinned me. I wasn’t made to submit. I was thrown out of the ring after doing most of the damn work. Since that moment, I have been held back from getting my REMATCH for this belt. While everyone had shots, I had been left out. After not getting what I wanted, I got frustrated and well I started to make my OWN opportunities.

Now look at me, I am in my second match for the Roulette Championship. I am the challenger once again. What does that mean for Royal Purple? That means her reign as champion is in dire jeopardy. I am not talking about Krystal Wolfe providing you the challenge. I’m not talking about Sam Marlowe being capable of beating you. I am talking about the one woman you have yet to face. I am talking about the one woman who can take that belt from you without ever beating you.

That’s what a Triple Threat match turns into, isn't it. It’s all about being in the right place at the right time. Just like I did against Mercedes and Bella. They were so focused on each other that they forgot about me. I proved what a mistake that was when I knocked both of them out. I see the same thing happening in this match. It’s pretty obvious that Krystal Wolfe doesn’t see me a direct threat given the fact she chokes in high pressure situations.

Krystal Wolfe is getting too cocky. I mean have you heard all the nonsense coming out of her mouth. How many chances has she had against Royal Purple? Didn’t she lose her first attempt at winning this championship? If you couldn’t get the job done that time then what makes you sure you can get the job done now. Yes, you did get a lucky win against Mercedes Vargas but it proved nothing. I’ve already beaten her the week before. All you did was eat at the scraps.

Do you really think it’s going to be a cake walk? Do you really think it’s going to be an easy win for you? The fact that you’ve had more losses than wins since arriving on the scene says a lot about you. I mean you allowed some masked punk from the minor leagues win the championship in the first place.

I find it a slap to my face. Royal Purple is going to find out why I am the one threat she didn’t see coming. Alicia Lukas can say all she wants about me. I really don’t give a shit. Because I’m going to be the one who leaves Into The Void once again the Bombshell Roulette Champion. The match type don’t matter. Who I pin doesn’t matter. All that matters is me being the last woman standing.

In two weeks, Into The Void will be my night.

Undisclosed Location
Off Camera

It’s close to one in the morning as Violet Amelia is sitting on a twin size bed. She had been resting after traveling for the past 72 hours. Her boss had told her to lie low after the mission was on had gone awry. In her mind, it wasn’t her fault at all. She was doing what she was told. Unfortunately, the bomb she had planted on her target’s car had failed to go off. She had no clue why it didn’t go off when the timer ticked down. Three seconds later, the bomb had exploded in a fairly populated area. “Holy shit fuck,” she exclaims while looking through her binoculars. Her boss didn’t like how much paperwork Violet was going to make him do based on this incident.

As she is sitting in this hotel room, her mind starts to race about how she is going to explain this to her father. She basically told him that she could do this job. “Oh god,” she thinks to herself. “I hope dad doesn’t hear about this,” she mutters to herself while running her fingers through her blonde hair. Violet finally gets off her bed when she hears the handle on her door just to wiggle. “Who is it?” she calls out while searching the room for a weapon. Ever since that failed snipe attempt, she hadn’t been given a handgun. “It’s me Scorpion,” a man’s voice answers. Violet’s eyes widen as she mouths the words “oh fuck.” “Give me a minute,” she replies while walking out of the bedroom and unlocking the door.

Agent Scorpion steps over the threshold carrying a box of pizza. “I figured you were hungry,” he says as Violet quickly takes the box in her hand and walks back into the bedroom. She picks up a slice as the cheese is nearly falling off it. “Why are you here?” she asks in between bites. Agent Scorpion smirks while leaning against the door jam. “You know why I am here,” he answers with the same cryptic question her father would tell her. “I’m not a fucking mind reader so tell me already,” she tells him looking around for something to drink. “Did you not pick up some soda or something to wash this down?” she asks him after not finding anything.

“I didn’t think that was essential,” he joked. Violet looked him while picking up her phone. “Room service,” the voice says on the other end. “Yes, can I get a large root beer sent up to my room please?” she asks calmly. “Right away,” the desk clerk says before hanging up the phone. Violet shakes her head. “Fucking douche,” she mumbles as Scorpion looks at her. “You know he’s not happy,” he says as she just nods. “I know,” she responds while taking smaller bites on her pizza.

A few minutes later, the pizza had been nearly devoured as Violet is lying back on the hotel room bed with her head resting against the wall. Agent Scorpion has pulled out the chair underneath the desk as they continue to converse. “You fucked up,” he finally says as Violet looks at him. “Tell me something I don’t know,” she tells me as a smile comes across his face. “You are still a key piece in catching that fucking bitch in Bolivia so use this a field training exercise,” he replies while trying to cheer her up.

Climax Control Thoughts

It had been awhile since Violet last competed on Climax Control. She almost went on a total rampage if she didn't get what she wanted. When the card was announced, a sinister smirk appeared across her face. She couldn’t believe her eyes as the wheels inside her head had begun to start turning.

It’s about fucking time Sin City Wrestling did something right. I have wanted another shot at the Roulette Championship and now I got it. Well, I will once I eliminate the two idiots in the ring with me. I am well aware that 2021 hasn’t gone my way as of late. Blaze of Glory is proof of it. I had a match with the outdated Mercedes Vargas. Most women in my position, would be chomping at the bit just to get into the ring with someone like her? Me, I didn’t see the enjoyment in putting her ass out to pasture. I mean what will that do for me. Will it get me some ridiculous nod that I’m one of few who have beaten that slut. Please, I have much bigger fish to fry than her sorry ass.

What is she going to say about me? She’s already said everything at Blaze of Glory. She thought I was getting too big for my britches. Well, I do think I gave her a fight. However, that match had nothing to it. So I didn’t give two shits about it. Now this match that’s coming up, does have something at stake. I have been hungry for the rematch that I never got. While everyone had their chances at the roulette championship, I only had one chance and guess what I succeeded. How many times did it take Mercedes? I do believe Mercedes had countless opportunities at the Roulette Championship and still couldn’t get the job done.

She also had a chance to get the world bombshell championship and still failed. Tell me, how does one failure continue to get title shots? I am so ready to send you to the retirement home.

Violet crosses her arms underneath her chest while tilting her head to the side.

Speaking of failures, how’s it going Bella Madison? I was wondering where you had crawled off too. You and I have something in common, we both lost our championships in our first defense. The only difference is you were pinned in your match and I wasn’t pinned. I know about your accomplishments. You are the one I am looking forward to facing in this match. Mainly because this is our first meeting. We are similar in our abilities and skills. Unfortunately, I am willing to go to any length to get what I want.

I don’t care why you are in this match. I don’t care what you want Bella. Mainly because, my eyes have been fixated on the roulette championship ever since I lost it. I have been working my way back to that belt. I don’t care who I have to go through in order to get it. Losing isn’t going to be an option this time around. I have no problem spiking your head into the canvas. Hell, I don’t mind tying your ass up like a human pretzel while using Mercedes as my own personal punching bag. Bella, I really do want you to bring everything you got. Because it will be that much sweeter when I kill your dreams on Sunday.

I told the world at the beginning of the year that I was done playing nice. This Sunday, I am willing to do whatever it takes to get what I want. My hunger is at an all time high. You can say I’m desperate but trust me. I’m going to show you the difference between desperate and determined. This is my time and I’m going to shock the entire world just like when I left Candy with a charred arm.

Violet snickers while lifting her index finger up into the air.

Mercedes and Bella, you both have the ability to get lucky. You both have won off luck. This Sunday, your luck runs out.

It's been a wild 2021 for Violet Amelia Holt. She has yet to secure her first victory and it would appear her luck probably won't change. Her opponents this week are two of the best. Samantha Marlowe and Mercedes Vargas are former champions and could very well be on the road to another title run. Violet, on the other hand, feels as though she is getting overlooked. Violet is sitting in a corner of the Park Theatre as her head hangs between her legs.

"This Sunday, I am scheduled to face Samantha Marlowe and Mercedes Vargas in a triple threat match. The winner is guaranteed some kind of prize. It's not certain what the prize is but trust me I will find out what it is. Why? Because I have been wanting my rematch for the Bombshell Roulette Championship. Why am I the only person getting the short end of the damn stick? I feel as though someone doesn't like me. Not that i give two shits but I will get what I want.

Violet lifts her head up.

"Samantha Marlowe probably thought she saw the last of me at Inception. Looks like our paths once again meet inside the ring. You and I are fairly similar in style but I'm going to be the one who smacks you in the face. I'm also going to hurt Mercedes Vargas. Why? Because I fucking can. No one is going to stop me. I will get myself back into the title picture. Even if it means, I stomp both of you into the canvas. Samantha Marlowe doesn't stand a chance against me. Mercedes might as well not show up. I will be the one with my hand held high. It's time that I stand up for me and kick you both to the damn curb.

Climax Control is going to my night.

“Memory Lane”

5 years ago
Off Camera

It was just another spring day in Central Florida as Violet Amelia Holt was just pulling into the parking lot of the Dawg Pound Wrestling Academy. Her blonde hair was tossed up into a very tight ponytail as she parked her 2004 Honda Civic in the student section of the parking lot. Her car idles for a little before she cuts the engine off. She takes in a deep breath before letting it back out. “This is it,” she reminds herself before opening the driver side door and placing her left foot onto the poorly managed asphalt. She stands fully up and takes one long look around the facility. “No turning back now,” she continued to tell herself as she reached into the back seat and pulled out her gym bag which held her wrestling gear.

She takes one more deep breath before flinging the bag onto her shoulder. She closes her car door and proceeds to lock it. She is walking towards the school when another vehicle whips into the parking lot. The vehicle quickly pulls into the space as the driver is quickly exiting the vehicle. Violet is laughing under breath as she watches the young man struggle with his own gym bag. “Are you running late?” she calls out with curiosity ringing through her voice. “I overslept,” he answered while sprinting towards the front door. Violet just shakes her head while chuckling underneath her breath. “What a fucking idiot,” she mumbles inaudibly.

Right as the door opens, she could hear her father’s voice screaming at the young man. Violet knew all too well what it was like to get yelled at by her dad. Ever since she was fifteen years old, he had been training her off and on mostly during off hours. He knew my love for the sport was growing more and more so he took it upon himself to give her the proper training she needed before embarking on her own professional wrestling adventure. Violet finally reaches the single glass door that swings inward when opened. She pauses while admiring the artwork that was plastered all over the door. Above the door a sign hung down as it read “enter at your own risk.” Violet pushes the door in as she is greeted with that awful stench of sweat and blood mixed in the room.

“Good day Violet,” voices the perky receptionist behind the circular desk. Violet rolls her eyes while walking up towards the desk. “Why are you so fucking perky?” she asks while waiting to be signed into the system. The perky receptionist moves her fingers over the keyboard before pointing at the small machine in front of Violet. “Signature please,” she politely demands while keeping a smile on her face. A heavy grunt comes through her voice as Violet picks up the plastic pen and signs her name on the device. “Thank you and enjoy the rest of your day,” the receptionist says as Violet walks away from the desk.

“I can’t stand that fucking bit…..,” she thinks to herself until her Uncle JT steps in front of her causing her to lose her train of thought. “Who can’t you stand?” He asks while looking at his niece. “Uh what,” she answers nervously. Her eyes move up and down as her uncle stands there with his arms crossed in front of chest. “Do we need to have another discussion with your father about your attitude?” he asks her while shaking his head. “My attitude,” she scoffs. “There is nothing wrong with my attitude,” she answers while repositioning her bag onto her shoulder. He continues to shake his head as her father walks up to them both. “JT, what seems to be the problem?” asks her father. Violet scoffs louder before shifting her weight from one foot to the other. “Are we done?” she asks abruptly.

“Sounds like someone needs an attitude adjustment,” he suggests while motioning towards Jordan Monroe. Violet just shakes her head. “Are you serious right now? I’m an advanced student getting treated like some beginner,” she voices her opinion as her father looks right at her. “I am dead serious. I don’t care what level you are Violet. Your attitude sucks and it’s time we adjust it a little more,” he tells her while walking back towards the other students. Violet growls softly underneath her breath while stomping over towards the women’s dressing room. JT follows after his older brother as they stand next to the ring.

“Are you sure about this?” he asks him while watching some of the trainees running some drills. “She’s got to learn not to cop an attitude with us,” Dustin answers. JT nods his head while looking back at his brother. “She is a Holt,” he responds as Dustin nods his head in agreeance. As they are continuing to watch the new trainees doing drills, Violet can be seen walking out of the dressing room. “Pick your damn feet up,” Jordan screams at one of the trainees. Violet sombers her way toward the ring as her cousin Shelton steps up to her. “It sounds like Jordan isn’t in a good mood,” he jokes with her. She just looks at him with an evil glare. “Shut the fuck up,” she tells him. “Someone must have woke up on the wrong side of the bed,” he continues to joke as Violet stops in her tracks and shoves her cousin up against one of the pillars.

“If you don’t want to be eating your meals through a damn straw then I would shut your mouth,” she threatens him while keeping her voice down. Shelton’s face turned almost white as fear filled it. When she lets go of his shirt, he doesn’t say another word before walking towards the other side of the room. A sly smirk creeps across her face as she makes her way toward the ring.

Inception IV
On Camera

The first Climax Control of 2021 saw Violet Amelia Holt send a physical message to both Tempest and Samantha Marlowe. She also sent shockwaves throughout the entire division. When Inception 4 was announced, Violet was sitting inside a dark room with a fairly large dart board positioned on the far wall. A single floor lamp is flipped on as Violet is holding a couple of darts in her hand.

”Everyone seems to have their own opinion about who I am supposed to be in this fucked up world. People like Alicia Lukas and Andrea think just because my name is in your mouth that I’m going to immediately jump because your egos have been rocked. If that is what you think will happen then you need to get your heads out of your asses. It’s like I said at the end of 2020. I’m done being the punching bag or the punchline to everyone. While everyone continues to whine and cry for title opportunities, I am going to just blow through everyone to get the attention of Mark Ward and Christian Underwood. If that means I go after their pets then so fucking be it,”

Violet pauses for a minute to collect her thoughts as she proceeds to throw the first dart towards the board. The dart soars through the air before landing underneath the picture of Tempest.

”When I was informed about a possible triple threat match, I didn’t think anything of it. I mean who in their right mind would want to compete in a triple threat match for no reason. That was my initial thought until I found out who I would be facing in this particular match. I think everyone knows I would do anything to get my hands on that scumbag Samantha Marlowe and the fact I get to cut a giant bitch down to size was just the icing on the cake.

When I first saw this walking parasite in a wrestling ring, my mouth just started to salivate over the notion that I could provide this stupid bitch her first real test. Tempest hasn’t done anything since joining the roster besides attacking a cunt from behind like a damn coward. I heard this bitch was trained by Odette Stevens and her husband Gabriel. From what I could see, this bitch must have skipped a few lessons. She is very sloppy and very uncoordinated. That doesn’t bode well for you while facing someone like me. You should watch my previous matches against Pandora Barrett and Dani Weston to get a clear picture of what happens when you make mistakes against me.

I know you are going to mention that you have height and strength on me. While that might be true, history has proven that speed always beats strength. Not to mention, when I attacked you head on, you had no answer for me. Your brain couldn’t process what I was doing to you. So, with that in mind, I will continue what I started. I will drop you right on top of your head. I will snap your legs like twigs.

Violet pauses again while letting her words just sink into the air. Violet’s lips turn into a look of disdain when the second dart flies out of her hand and lands right between Samantha Marlowe’s eyes.

”Samantha fucking Marlowe, how our paths have crossed again. Did you really think I would let our last encounter go by the wayside? You may have accepted how our last match ended but not me. I would be okay with losing to you because of your talent level but the fact that we ended on a damn draw didn’t sit well with me. That’s the major difference between the two of us. You want everything to be sunshine and rainbows all the damn time. Well, I hate to burst your fucking bubble. Life isn’t a fucking party. You said a few weeks ago on Climax Control that you finally saw me. Oh, did I finally get your fucking attention? Was it my slap to your face or was it when I came to your fucking aide after becoming a lawn dart.

You have no idea how long I have waited to get my hands on you. After our last match, you have had more opportunities than I have had since losing MY roulette championship. I don’t understand how people like you and that bitch Jessie Salco can live with themselves. All you guys do is bitch and moan until you get what you want. I wonder how that is going to work when I have crushed you underneath my boot.

This Sunday will be my night. I made it perfectly clear that I’m done playing games. I’m done with people thinking I don’t take this business seriously. You want to see me get serious. Well, keep your eyes glued to your fucking monitors because VIOLENCE will be the main course. Since I joined Sin City Wrestling, I tried to run from who I am. I tried telling myself that I am not like my father. I can’t hide any longer. I am a motherfucking HOLT and that means I don’t give a damn about anyone or anything.

Sam Marlowe and Tempest aren’t prepared for what awaits them. They have no idea what kind of hell is going to rain down on them. They had better realize that I am serious. The Hardcore Princess is coming for blood. The Psycho Bitch is coming for two damn scalps. This Sunday, you both have no place to run and no place to hide. Why? Because the FIVE FEET of CRAZY is coming for you.

See you soon.

“There is nothing good on television,” Violet voices as she scrolls through the channels on her television. The level of boredom was starting to rise as the rain was coming down harder. “This fucking sucks,” she says to herself while trying very hard to find something interesting to watch. “I can’t wait till this year is fucking over with,” she continues to voice her disdain for being cooped up inside her apartment. She is just about to put on one random movie when her phone starts going off. “Jesus! Why in the hell did I pick that as my ringtone?” she questions herself while reaching over the armrest to snatch up her cell phone. She looks at her screen while scrunching her eyebrows at the number. “What the hell?” she questions while debating whether or not if she wants to answer.

Violet decides to decline the call as she places the phone down onto her leg. She continues searching the channel when her phone goes off once again. “God damnit, why can’t people take fucking hint?” she says to herself while declining the call once again. Her eyes look up toward the television screen. Her finger continues to push down on the television remote when a shadow of a man appears outside Violet’s door. She doesn’t notice the shadow at first until a loud noise comes from outside of the door. “Now what!” she exclaims while rising up off her couch and moving across the hardwood floor. She opens the door just a little as her dad steps over the threshold. “Daddy, what are you doing here?” she asks, a little confused.

Dustin James Holt doesn’t stop in the living as he moves into Violet’s bedroom. “Daddy, why are you here?” she continues to ask him as he has yet to answer her. “Where is your overnight bag?” he asks her. “It’s next to my bed. Why?” she continues to question her father’s actions. As he continues to move around the room like someone possessed, the scene flips to an undisclosed location where a middle aged woman with jet black hair stands next to a younger woman with auburn red hair with freckles all over her face. “Have we located that son of a bitch yet?” she asks her people as she looks at a wall of screens with hundreds of technical savvy individuals. “No, ma’am,” one of them says with a little confidence. The woman growls as she looks at the young woman standing next to her. “God, what must I do to find that bastard?” she snarls.

The young woman shrugs her shoulders as the scene flips back to Violet’s bedroom where her father is packing another bag for her to take. “Dad, are you going to answer me?” she asks him. “Violet, I don’t have time to explain but you need to get out of here,” he warns her while picking both of her bags up. “What are you talking about dad?” Violet asks, still confused. “Just trust me,” is all he says while walking her towards her door. “Where in the hell am I supposed to go?” she asks him. Dustin doesn’t answer her right away. He hears the sound of her phone. “I swear to God, whomever is calling me just won’t take the hint,” she says as her father walks over and picks the phone up in his hand. “Whose number is this?” Dustin asks while looking at Violet with a curious look on her face.

“I don’t know. I was just trying to find something to watch on television when my phone just started going off,” she answers him. Dustin takes a picture of the cell phone number and taps his fingers on his phone screen. A few seconds later he looks up at his daughter, “you need to get out of here now.” Violet looks extremely confused. “You still haven’t told me why?” she asks him again. “No time to explain,” he vaguely says while lifting Violet’s phone high into the air. “What the fuck are you doing with my phone?” she asks him. Dustin doesn’t say another word as he slams the phone down onto the floor. The phone shatters as Violet’s eyes widen. “Come, you have a plane to catch,” he finally says as Violet is still in shock over watching her father break her phone.

Meanwhile, the middle aged woman is snarling even more as she continues to ask her geek squad if they had found Agent Python. “Why are all of you so incompetent?” she asks them. “Why is this so important Madam Vance?” the young woman responds with a question of her own. “Agent Python nearly cost me everything. I was the biggest crime boss in Bosnia while leading those dorks on a wild goose chase. That was until Agent Python caught on to me. He killed the man I loved. I vowed vengeance,” Vance says in a fit of rage. The young woman cocks her head. “This man is the one responsible for killing my father,” the young woman responds. “Yes,” Vance says as the demeanor of the young woman changes. She turns toward a group of geeks. “You heard my mother, find this motherfucker now or you will pay the consequence,” she orders them. The geeks respond with haste as the two women watch the monitors with looks of disdain covering their faces.

“Daddy, where are you taking me?” Violet asks Dustin as they have been driving down US-41 for what seems to be for hours. “Violet, you keep asking a lot of questions and I promise you they will get answered in due time,” he tells her as he turns off the highway onto a darkened path. He pulls out his cell phone and makes a quick phone call. They come up to an aluminum gate as Dustin continues to talk on the phone. As soon as he hangs up the phone, the gate opens as Dustin pulls through it. The gate closes right behind them as Violet looks at her father with confusion racking her facial features. “Where are we?” she asks him while trying to find a landmark. Dustin doesn’t answer right away as he stops the vehicle out front of a building. Three men dressed in bulletproof vests and strapped with all sorts of weapons step out of the building.

“Agent Python,” one of the men announces as Violet raises one of her eyebrows. “Did you get my message?” Dustin asks them as he opens the rear driver side door and pulls out a large duffel bag. Violet grabs her bags as the men look at her. “Yes, we got the message. Link has been trying to trace the number but she is having no luck,” the other man said as Dustin stands at the bottom of the steps. Violet is still trying to wrap her head around the fact that her father lives a double life. “What in the hell is going on right now?” she asks while dropping her bags onto the ground. “Violet, welcome to Black Ops,” her father says as he enters the small building. Violet shakes her head while crossing her arms. “What the holy fuck?” she questions while not moving an inch.

“I see she has her mother’s attitude,” one man mentions to Dustin as Violet looks at her father. “You have no idea,” he responds while placing his bag on the table before turning back towards the door. “Vi, will you please come inside?” he asks her politely. Violet shakes her head while the men are laughing. “I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what the hell is going on and who these men are?” she demands while keeping her arms crossed in front of her chest. Dustin sighs softly while leaning against the wall. “This is a Black Ops unit that is attached to the government. We go into countries that our main agencies can’t go into without going through the proper channels. I am the commanding officer. My code name is Agent Python. The man on my right is Agent Cardinal. The man on my left is Agent Vyper. The man standing on the ground is Agent Hamlet. We believe Viola Vance has resurfaced,” he says as Violet looks at him. “Viola?” questions Violet as she takes a step towards the building. “Viola Vance, the former crime lord in Bosnia, is a former double agent who led some of our men into an ambush. Your father took great exception to that as he led a counter strike which resulted in the death of her first husband,” Agent Hamlet replies as he picks up Violet’s bags. Violet walks up the steps and enters the building.

She takes one step inside the building and her jaw drops. “My God!” she simply exclaims as her father stands next to her. “Now you know what I have been doing in between my wrestling career. I only ask that you don’t tell Shelby or Gory about any of this,” Dustin demands her. Violet keeps her eyes geared toward the row of monitors as she nods her head. “I still don’t understand what this has to do with me,” she says while taking small steps toward the center of the room. “We believe you are the key to finally putting this nut job behind bars once and for all,” her father answers as Violet’s eyes widen even further.



Several hours had passed as Violet was walking around the perimeter of the building. She is still trying to wrap her brain around the stuff her father was telling her. Violet takes a few minutes to collect her thoughts while thinking back on the Halloween episode of Climax Control.

”The last time Samantha Marlowe and myself competed against each other. She came away with a win after I foolishly went for a high risk maneuver. I’m not trying to make any excuses. Samantha did well on that night after I spent most of that match kicking the living dogshit out of her. I know she has been having issues with confidence and it’s pretty fucking pathetic if you were to ask me. I mean seriously. How can someone who is proclaimed to be the greatest female wrestler have confidence issues?

Is tied up with your injury problems? Is it due to your inability to become the Bombshell Internet Championship? The fact that you have been on quite the winning streak should increase your confidence. Unfortunately, you are not in the ring with some idiot. I am looking to right a wrong that you had done to me in our last encounter. I am going to do everything within my power to demolish your confidence and self worth.

Violet slowly takes a minute to catch her breath.

”I don’t understand why everyone is so concerned with your confidence levels anyway Samantha. What makes you so special? Aren’t my confidence levels worth a damn? Or is it just because you need the validation of everyone around you? The fact that you were so quick to announce yourself back into the bombshell roulette division and then say you should be next line for a title shot is absurd. I held that title for two weeks but I was never pinned during my only defense.

Why must everyone jump in line? Samantha Marlowe has no idea what awaits her this Sunday. I am not the same Violet that you faced before. I am going to target all of the areas that are considered to be the weak points of your body. Let’s see, I could damage your ribs even further. I could make it feel like your ankle is in a vice. I could slam your head multiple times into the top turnbuckle while enjoying every second of it.

You see Samantha. My confidence is rising each time I step inside that ring. I know that my abilities are far more superior than yours. The nightmare that you have been seeing while talking to that lame psychiatrist will come to life. This Sunday, little miss Sunshine will turn into princess doom and gloom.

Violet continues to walk around the building as she looks up at the moon.

”It’s time for the Five feet of Crazy to crush you. Victory will be the only thing on my mind. Your time is up. My time is now. Climax Control will be the night my record continues to improve while I ruin Samantha Marlowe once and for all. I’m not afraid to lose but winning is my only option.”

The last time we saw Violet Amelia Holt was when she faced off against Evie Jordan in the main event of Climax Control. Violet has been very quiet since her tough loss to the now former World Bombshell champion. Her performance during that match had caught the attention of everyone inside the wrestling world. When the card for Climax Control 291 was first announced, her eyes lit up like a fat kid inside a candy store. Her mind had started turning about how she would visualize her punishing the English bombshell who just recently returned to Sin City Wrestling after disappearing for an entire year. Violet’s mouth was watering at the thought of proving how dangerous she could be inside a wrestling ring. This is her redemption story.

A couple of days ago, Violet was seen by her boyfriend carrying a wooden box into her living room. “What the fuck is this piece of shit?” Gory asks as his eyes lock onto the box sitting inside her hands. Violet just smirks while stepping in front of his face before placing the box gently down onto her coffee table made out of teakwood with a glass style top. “Are you going to tell me what that thing is?” he asks her again. “Don’t worry your precious head about this trinket Gory. It has no real significance in the grand scheme of things,” Violet answers smugly.

Gory sits up while holding onto the television remote. “Why shouldn’t I be concerned?” He questions her intention behind the box sitting on the table. Violet continues to look smugly at him as her sister walks into the room holding a book about the three musketeers. “What the fuck is going on right now?” Gory asks abruptly as Shelby kneels beside her sister as they start thumbing through the pages of the old book.

“Will you relax Gory? This is all part of my plan on getting inside the head of that idiot bitch who popped back up without even saying a word,” Violet answers him. Shelby nods her head as Gory pauses the television show he was watching. “Are you talking about that same chick who got her destroyed at Violent Conduct?” Gory implores them. Both girls nod their heads as he leans back against the couch. He starts chuckling as Violet drags her tongue over her lips while looking at her boyfriend of two months. “Yes babe, I get to be the next one who adds another loss onto her disappointing record here in Sin City Wrestling,” Violet tells him.

Gory sits back up and looks at her with a dark grin across his face. Without uttering another word, Gory gets up off the couch and walks out of the room. Violet watches him leave as Shelby smacks her on the arm. “What the hell Shel?” Violet yells at her while rubbing her shoulder. “You were staring at him again,” Shelby retorts. Violet just smirks as she moves her eyes back toward the box.

“So what do we do with this thing? It doesn’t look to be in the best condition,” Shelby wonders as Violet just chuckles.

”For centuries, there have been stories that spoke about unspeakable troubles that are contained inside this box. It has been said that sickness and death were just part of the contents. Well, I am here to tell all of you listening to the sound of my voice that this is nothing more than a hoax. The only thing I can see is an old box that was tossed around like it was some sort of game kind of like hot potato. Whomever ended up with it, had to make the choice of either opening it or destroying it. Now, I bet you're wondering what does this have to do with Sin City Wrestling and my upcoming match on Climax Control.

Well, you see, I have been tasked to be the next person who will face Pandora Barrett since she has returned to the company. Her promo against Apple, she made a lot of promises that I doubt she will be able to keep. One of them is actually destroying the entire bombshell division. Her first run with the company was a disaster as she barely maintained a record about .500. So how in the hell can someone who disappeared for an entire year make a bold statement like she did in her return. Did she not get the memo or something? Her last match on the roster before facing Apple was against Trinity Jones who embarrassed the holy hell out of her.

Grant it, she did beat Apple Coren but seriously when has Apple ever been relevant. Pandora showed that she does have some skills inside that ring but they weren’t enough to make her a legitimate threat to anyone on the roster. That was evident as she was basically dominated by the premier bombshell on the roster in Mercedes Vargas.,”

Violet pauses for a brief moment to collect her thoughts as Shelby just listens to the words leaving her sister’s mouth.

”Now it’s clear that I am no Mercedes Vargas nor do I want to be. I am the woman who will provide you with another loss on your ever disappointing existence on this roster. In case you don’t know who I am, let me educate you on who I am in the wrestling world. I am the woman who beat Candy on my first try. I am the woman who nearly beat Evie Jordan in my first attempt at the World Bombshell championship. I am the woman who embarrassed Dani Weston in my first encounter with her. I am someone who is a rabid animal waiting to be unleashed from my chain. I am the bitch who will look you in the eye then knock your teeth into the third row.

I am not afraid to get down and dirty. I am not afraid to get mean and vicious. You want to destroy this bombshell division well you are going to be in for a rude awakening. Because the only one who will be destroyed on Sunday is your punk ass. I don’t need to sound like some fairy tale narrator to drive my point across. I just need my wits, my skills and my determination to get the job done.

You can say “All for One and One for all” all you want because in the end they won’t make a difference. You see Pandora, I’m going to break your will. I’m going to embarrass your spirit. Then I will demolish all your hopes and dreams. See, I am the FIVE FEET OF CRAZY and I will use every bit of my body to hit you in every place. This Sunday, your days of being a plague to the bombshell division will be over. Because I’m going to drop you right onto your skull then I’m going to wrap you up like a human pretzel. The world will soon realize that VIOLET AMELIA HOLT is no longer playing by their rules.

So Pandora say all the prayers you want because come Climax Control, YOU ARE DONE.”

Title Match on Tap
On Camera

It’s been a wild couple of weeks for Violet Amelia Holt as she has taken most of the week to prepare for the biggest match of her life. Of course everyone has made a lot of accusations toward her about this match. One person in particular is Alicia Lukas. Violet is smirking while Alicia’s promo fades off her television screen.

”This must be eating you alive Alicia. All you ever wanted is to be the top of the food chain. Now that I have the opportunity to do it, you just want to tear everyone done who isn’t kissing the ground you walk on. This is going to be a fantastic night,” Violet says as she begins to vlog for her upcoming title match.

”I bet you are wondering where I am exactly. Well, that is privileged information. All you need to know is that I am more than ready for this match against Evie Jordan. I know in the past I have said that this particular championship wasn’t even on my radar at the time. However, I am not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Mark Ward and Christian Underwood wouldn’t have placed me in this if they didn’t believe in me,” she continues to film herself in an undisclosed location.

Off Camera

Violet is taking a small break from her recording as she sits back in her chair. A slight knock wraps against the door. “Violet,” says a small raspy voice. “What do you want Hanna?” she answers. “Can I come in?” Hanna asks softly. The opens slightly as Violet pokes her head out to see her little cousin standing in the hallway. The young girl looks to be a little upset.

“What appears to be the problem?” asks Violet. “I’m bored and Shelby won’t play with me,” the young girl answers. Violet rolls her eyes before looking back down at her little cousin. “Why are you coming to me with this shit?” asks Violet “I thought you could tell Shelby to play with me,” Hanna fires back. “Shelby is a grown ass woman. She can do whatever the hell she wants,” Violet replies before shutting the door in her cousin’s face.

Hanna huffs while slamming her foot onto the floor before marching back towards the living room. Violet leans against the door before looking towards her boyfriend standing behind the larger video camera. “What was that all about?” he asks her. “Don’t worry about it babe. My cousin is nothing more than a whiny brat,” she answers while picking up her makeup bag.

“What are you doing?” he asks her. “I figured I would fix my makeup before we continue filming for my upcoming match,” answers Violet. Her boyfriend nods his head while keeping his focus on the lens. Violet steps out of the room as she bumps into her sister Shelby. “What the fuck?” Shelby blurts out. “Sorry Shell, I was headed to the bathroom,” Violet says. “What are you doing with the makeup bag?” Shelby wonders while looking down at Violet’s hand. “I have Gory waiting for me to finish filming my promotional video for Sin City Wrestling,” Violet responds.

Shelby nods her head while looking into her sister’s eyes. “When are you and Gory going to have an actual date?” Violet gulps a bit while pondering the question her sister just asked her. “I don’t know Shelby. We haven’t really wanted to do anything other than watch wrestling on the television or play video games. Why do we need to go on a date?” Violet responds. Shelby looks at her sister. “How are you going to combat the experience edge that Evie Jordan might pose against you?” Violet rubs her chin before looking back into her sister’s eyes. “I’m not worried about Evie Jordan,” answers Violet.

Shelby is taken aback by how calm Violet appears to be as she speaks. “Wow, I don’t remember seeing you this calm before.” Violet chuckles as she looks at Shelby. “Trust me, I got it covered,” Violet mentions as she walks toward the bathroom. Shelby shrugs her shoulders while moving towards her bedroom. Violet reapplies some of her makeup. She walks back out of the bathroom and walks back into her film room.

“Are we ready babe?” she sks Gory. “I believe so. I got the lens cleaned. I think we can start filming again,” Gory states as Violet gets into her position. “Alright, let’s do this,” she tells him.

On Camera

Violet is standing in the center of the room as the red light underneath the camera shines. Gory gives her a silent countdown before pointing his finger at her. Violet nods her head as she looks directly into the camera.

”Into The Void was a very special night for the both of us wasn’t it Evie. You became the world bombshell championship while I walked away with the bombshell roulette championship. Now I know that doesn’t make me the proper candidate to face you. Let’s face it, my win loss record sucks. It does suck. However I have managed to pick up strong wins during my career thus far. When I faced Candy for the first time, I beat her. When I took on Dani Weston for the first time, I beat her. Do you not see a pattern forming Evie?

When I face someone for the first time, I usually come out on top. Now I know that you are going to be more of a challenge than Candy but I’m not afraid of you. In fact, I will have to step up my game in order to defeat you. I can’t just rely on my mediocre talents as you and everyone else seem to think I possess. Well I look forward to proving all of you bitches wrong. You see, I didn’t want this championship at first. Unlike what Alicia thinks, I wanted to work my way up to this belt. You know, I had high hopes of getting my rightful rematch for the bombshell roulette championship.

Mark Ward and Christian Underwood thought I had earned this match after I beat Jessie Salco a few weeks ago. It wasn’t my decision but I will do everything within my power to take that belt off your hands Evie. I know how much you loathe wrestling ever since you married Ben Jordan. Think about it Evie. It was Ben who had to convince you to even enter the Blast From The Past tournament. It was Ben who convinced you to continue. Now that we all that established. Let me tell you what is going to happen.

Alicia Lukas and Andrea have both failed to defeat you. They are amazing talents but apparently they couldn’t get the job done. Now it’s my turn to exploit all of your insecurities. I know for a fact that you aren’t good against someone who is faster than you. Check one for me. I know you can’t handle someone who is smarter than you. Check two for me. My passion for this business is unmatched by any one.

I know you will think I don’t deserve this opportunity. You probably think it’s going to be an easy defense. The funny thing is everyone else believes the same damn thing. That was the same thing they said when I faced Candy. Do you know what happened Evie? I defeated her. How? Because I believe in my abilities. Because I know how good I am in the ring. I know that you have beaten everyone but there is one person you haven’t beaten. You haven’t beat me. I don’t see that happening.

My sister asked me why I am so calm. The answer is because I’m not sweating you Evie. Everyone else will be shaking in their fucking boots while standing across the ring from you. Not me. I am not afraid of some stupid cunt who isn’t all that talented. Evie you are just lucky. Unfortunately, your luck will be running out come Sunday.”

Violet steps closer to the lens as she takes a deep breath.

”Look into my eyes Evie. These are the eyes of the bitch who is going to cut you down. I’m not playing games. I’m calm now but trust me. I will not be so fucking calm when that bell rings. I’m going to slam my fist onto your head multiple times. Then I’m going to shove my foot so far up your ass that you’ll be vomiting shoe leather for days. So you see shitstain. I am not worried about you. I am looking forward to kicking your ass all over that ring.

Evie has no idea what awaits her on Sunday. I am ready to unleash the five feet of crazy. This is my one chance to make history and damn it no one is going to stop me. Catch you on Sunday bitch.