Three Weeks Ago
Rose Productions Studio
Los Angeles, California
July 16th

The last couple of weeks had been absolute hell for Crystal Millar. Going all the way back to the last supercard. Crystal felt a sort of emptiness when her husband Jonathan decided to separate himself from her. So even though Crystal didn’t come through in winning the title she had the chance of a lifetime to make things right. To finally become a World Champion and she did just that at the 150th edition of Climax Control but it still didn’t bring Jonathan back. Independence Day had come and gone but that didn’t make a difference as she really didn’t have anyone to spend that special day with. Her daughter Brittany had moved out of the house and decided to live with her father, and God knows where Jonathan was. As soon as Crystal won the championship she had hoped she could win her Jonathan back by showing her courage as she challenging Mikah to a match but it was still to no avail. Jonathan was nowhere to be found and once again she proved to the world that she couldn’t beat Mikah when it mattered.

In Crystal’s mind maybe she just wasn’t good enough?

Maybe Mikah was truly as good as everyone said she was and it would only be a matter of time before the tall blonde would take back what belonged to her.

Crystal enjoyed being the World Bombshell Champion. It was the only thing that made her feel important at this point in her life but even with the belt she still felt like there was a void in her life. She felt as if something was missing and she didn’t know what that something was. Maybe not having her husband by her side was enough to affect her in ways she couldn’t imagine. Maybe just maybe it was the reason why she was shutting down on the rest of the world or perhaps it was getting to her and affecting her very wrestling ability. Since losing to Mikah Crystal was hardly seen on SCW television and she knew that was very unbecoming for the face of the bombshell division. Instead Crystal decided to just hide herself in her studio as she took that frustration and heartbreak in the form of recording music and it had been a long time since Crystal found her way to a studio. Everything she did was always for the big screen so this was a trip down memory lane.

Crystal had recorded the last of her songs and she leaned back in the chair as she could see some of the producers from her studio smiling at her. They all gave her the thumbs up as she could only nod her head in agreement.

“Great job Crystal… I wouldn’t be surprised if we don’t have about 6 hit songs on everything that you recorded…”

Crystal gave a fake smile in return as she waved back at them, She stood up as she took her headphones off. She exited the recording studio as she looked back at all of them. “Well… Hopefully you guys can find something in there although it honestly was never about trying to make a hit record…”

They were a little taken back as they didn’t know what to say. As their eyes were all glued in on her as they didn’t know where she was coming from. The head producer sighs as he looks back at her. “What do you mean it wasn’t about the music?! Then why did we spend weeks upon weeks recording all of this music? It has always been about the fame with you Mrs. Millar. From you always trying to create or star in the biggest blockbuster movie, or the way you try to takeover the wrestling world. To now putting together your second album ever. It has always been about making you shine brighter than everybody else, and making sure that nobody forgets the name of Crystal Hilton. Isn’t that what you wanted or always want to do?!”

Crystal once again shakes her head as she forms a serious expression on her lips. “Look normally it would be about that but I don’t want to get caught up in being Crystal Hilton… I rather focus on being Mrs. Millar. If you hadn’t noticed most of what I recorded has been songs about getting my Jonathan back. The only reason why I even came into the studio is because I didn’t know where else I could put some of this love for Jonathan at. I tried wrestling and it’s just been hard to focused. I tried Twitter but every time I mention him I never get anything in return. So perhaps music might be the way to get to him. Lord knows he doesn’t think much of my movies but these songs just have to reach him. If they don’t I really don’t know what else to do…”

Crystal begins to sigh as the men just look back at her. One of them just shake their heads as they offer a long sigh before speaking. “I really don’t know much about Mr. Millar but as a married man I know what I would do if my wife tried to nag me so much…”

Crystal’s eyes opened wide up. “Really?!”

“Yeah… I would do everything in my power to make sure I could get some personal space… did you ever consider that maybe Jonathan is out there trying to figure things out for himself? That maybe he wants his own space so he can figure out what he is supposed to do from here?!”

“That’s bullshit… My Jonathan needs to show that he loves me! He needs to come back so we can start plotting the next stages of our lives together. I am nothing without my Jonathan…”

Crystal screamed out in return but the man just placed his hands on her shoulders as he looked into her eyes. “Now you aren’t even thinking straight right now Crystal. You cheated on the man and slept with somebody else.”

“NO I TRIED TO SLEEP WITH SOMEBODY ELSE! THAT DOESN’T MEAN I DID IT!”

The man just sighs in return as he keeps speaking. “Well still though. The fact is you intended to sleep with somebody else. I know you are feeling down in the dumps and are going crazy because you feel Jonathan doesn’t want anything to do with you but how do you think he feels?! Is he supposed to just move on and act like nothing has happened? He is supposed to just forgive you and act like your lives are just peaches and creme? The answer is no he can’t do that and from the sounds of everything I don’t blame him. There are going to be trust issues that he has when it comes to you. The saying goes once a cheat always a cheat. So what’s to stop Jonathan from getting this notion in his mind that you wouldn’t try to break his heart again sometime down the road?!”

Crystal sighs as she looks back at him. She hated admitting he was right, and probably would never bring herself into doing the such. “But I wouldn’t… I can’t sleep without my Jonathan…  I can’t do anything without him!”

“Well if that was truly the case why were you immediately trying to whore yourself out on Twitter hoping to find someone that you could ummm have sexual intercourse with? That’s not normal behaviour and that’s not how someone who really misses their husband would act. If you really loved him as much as you say you do. You would stop making this about you and actually use empathy to put yourself in his shoes. You hurt him Christina, and it might not mean that much to you but the fact is you did. So give the man some space. The more you keep pushing the issue the more he is going to keep on distancing himself from you…”

The sighs escaped the lead producer as he looked back at Crystal but Crystal wasn’t having that as she snapped back at him. “But how can I just let him walk away like that?! It’s not in my nature to just let things be and be done with it! Do you know how it feels to have sat through Roxi and Keira’s renewal this week?! Do you know how it’s going to feel to board that cruiseship and have that damn Mikah and Drake Green Wedding shoved down my throat?! I can’t deal with that shit. I barely sat through Keira’s wedding without cringing and at this stage she’s supposed to be a friend. How do you expect me to sit through a wedding of someone I don’t like…”

“I suggest that you find some other ways to occupy your time on the cruise then…”

“Other ways to occupy my time?! It’s been shoved down our throats. The only thing I see every week is her talking about her wedding. How it’s been one year. How she loves him. How she does this and does that, and it makes me sick… Sick to my damn stomach...Hell seeing Roxi and Keira renewal made me sick as well… Sure I can play the role of the good friend. Be supportive be there for them. But deep down… Every single moment of it made me cringe because it wasn’t me. It wasn’t Jonathan and I out there on that beach renewing our vows. How can I sit there and be happy for somebody else when I am not happy with my own life?! Please tell me that!”

He just sighs as he looks at everyone else before he moves his eyes back to her. “That’s something you are going to have to face then but you can’t keep going on like this because it’s not healthy. If it’s getting to you this much perhaps you should seek some professional help of some kind because I don’t want you to end up like all of these love sick fools who don’t get what they want and then they go on to do something stupid. You especially… I know for a fact that you are better than this. It’s not like you to get jealous over others…”

:Obviously you don’t know me then!”

“Obviously it sounds like you are just weak Crystal. Maybe you should just regain your composure because all you are doing is tarnishing your image. You are the Bombshell World Champion for Christ sakes. The forefront for women’s wrestling inside of a wrestling company. You own your own movie production studio, and you are letting your image go to waste because you are love sick! You need to really take a long look at yourself because if you shape up. Jonathan isn’t the only thing you are going to lose. You are going to find yourself losing a lot of respect from various people and your status in everything you do. Don’t let it affect you because once it does. You will find yourself on a downward spiral that you can’t get yourself out of. Do you understand where I am coming from?!”

Crystal slowly nodded her head in agreement.

“I guess so although… I really wish I didn’t…”

“It’s fine… Get some sleep tonight. Everything you did in the studio was a masterpiece. I know for a fact this album is going to be amazing because you put your heart and everything into it, but perhaps you should be putting that same passion into everything else you are doing. Do you understand me?!”

Crystal once again nodded. “Yes I do…”

“Good… We are going to call it a night. Take care Christina and please just listen to everything that I said. The only reason why any of us came down on you is because we care for you, and deep down behind the facade of the bitch you present yourself on television. Behind the woman that runs this company and everything. There is a sweet kind girl. One that I know Jonathan adores but you just need to let him find that out on his own. Just don’t push anything Crystal. I mean that…”

The producers all waved to Crystal as they took their leave. Leaving the Silver Screen Queen alone in the recording studio. She just sighed as she exited the room as her attention shifted over towards that of the keyboard. She was alone and she couldn’t help but play on the keyboard as she slowly started to sing sweet melodies over the way that she had missed her Jonathan.


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Hello SCW Faithful!

This is the one and only Crystal Millar. First and foremost I feel like I need to apologize for not really being around the last couple of weeks. When I won the World Championship from Sam Marlowe it felt like four years of stress had been lifted from my shoulders. Those four years were really the hardest in my lifetime. Nobody really considered me to be much of anything.

It was a time where I was too busy trying to get caught up in telling everybody how much I was the best but I really didn’t do much to really showcase that fact. Sure I may have held a tag title or two or may have found myself always in the hunt but I never really made it past being in the hunt, and it killed me every step of the way. It killed me knowing that at one point everyone talked highly of me, and all of that came crashing down in one fell swoop as I was left with nothing.

The name of Crystal Hilton was only that of a memory and whenever people talked me up it would follow up with the words has been and other words that followed it. I knew I needed to change things up and I am just thankful for SCW because it was this great company that really helped me get back on my feet again.

Although when I first came to this company I was afraid to be myself. I still wasn’t comfortable with who I was that I simply hid. Hid myself in my old Luchadora gimmick as I wrestled under the name of La Paloma as I was that dove that simply wanted to fly above everyone else. Yet it was as if my wings were still clipped.

I didn’t really get anywhere and there was still something that was holding me back. Natalie Mckinley… I just want to take this moment for really just being there for me. You were the woman that introduced me to a hard concept that I never wished to face. A concept called reality and as you defeated me over and over again. You helped me understand that I couldn’t hide myself any longer.

I had no reason to be afraid of falling. I had no reason to hide my identity and that is when Crystal Hilton was revealed to the world. To the SCW fanatics. Some of them knew my name. They knew who I was and they waited to see if I could get to my former glory. It did come in the form of Natalie Mckinley and I just want to thank you for really pushing me to my limits because it was you who helped me establish sides of myself that I honestly didn’t think existed. Or sides that I wish I could run away from.

While you might have been my biggest rival in this company you have sincerely been my best friend here and I thank you for everything that you have done. Without a Natalie McKinley there wouldn’t be a Crystal Millar. There wouldn’t be the woman who showed she still had credibility when she won the Roulette Championship and continued to prove herself all the way towards her big World Championship push.

So once again Natalie… I thank you because you have made this all possible. I can say these last few weeks have been hell but honestly the moment I fell from grace four years ago is when my entire world came crashing down.

I was no longer at the top of the wrestling world. I was no longer the woman on the grand marquee. I was simply a midcarder at best and had to subject myself to watching everyone else who started wrestling around the same time that I have. Or entering other wrestling companies the same time that I have move light years ahead of me.

Everybody else was reaching to the of the ladder and it felt like I couldn’t get off of the first step. Adding onto that the death of my father. A bad divorce from my husband of 9 years and losing custody of my baby girl,, and it felt like I was destined to always be a failure.

But something started to change in my life. I found SCW. I also found love in a fellow wrestler. The next moment I was engaged. I was married shortly after that and I was happy.

For the first time in a very long time. I was actually happy with myself. I had the new English studmuffin of a husband in my Jonathan. My daughter was back in my life and there was only one thing missing from it all to have that real storybook happy ending. I needed to find redemption in my wrestling career. I needed to get back to the top again and that’s what I vowed to do in the year 2016.

The year started off with a big bang unlike the horrors of my 2015. I actually won match after match. I was undefeated and as I entered into the Blast From The Past. I never stopped my pace towards making it to the top.

I did have an amazing partner in Despy but I didn’t care. I just needed to have the glory for myself and by the end of it all I actually won.

Crystal Millar had actually managed to win something.and I stood in line for the biggest prize of them all. I rubbed it in everyone’s face. I wanted it to be known that I was the cream of the crop. The best of the best, and when it came to being the biggest bitch on the block. Nobody could top me.

That’s when Mikah was shoved my way and she beat me… But I never let it deter me. I kept pushing. I kept fighting and after falling short at the Supercard. I finally did it against Sam Marlowe. I had finally brought the World Bombshell Championship around the waist of where it belonged.

That being my waist... Yet winning the championship didn’t really have the impact in my life that I thought it would have. Because winning a championship is something that is supposed to be shared with others. It’s something that’s supposed to be exciting. Something that I can celebrate with my closest friends and family.

Not to say that many of you aren’t but I just wanted to be happy with my Jonathan but I never got that because I just wasn’t happy with what I had. I had to betray Jonathan’s trust by trying to sleep with another man and in the end. I didn’t get the man I was chasing after and Jonathan left me. I was left with nothing and here I am now trying to find the pieces of my life so that I could put them together.

I honestly thought I could find some passion into challenging Mikah and really taking it to the blonde beauty but in the end she proved the same thing that she had always managed to prove. That she was better than me. That she could beat me in the center of the ring, and my first match as a champion resulted in her pinning me for the umpteenth time.

As much as I can say that it absolutely sucks to lose to Mikah once again. I think what hurts the most is that I don’t have my Jonathan to pick me up when I feel down. I don’t have the motivational encouragement to enforce that I can still fight onward and I can learn from my losses.

That sweet English voice in my life is gone and I don’t know what to do with myself.

Now I am only a week away from walking into the biggest match of my entire career. A chamber of fate match. A match in which six women are all going to walk into the confines of the ring for one simple purpose. To walk out as the World Bombshell Champion.

To be honest as the champion I don’t know if I am really ready to walk into a match like this. Whereas I was always the hunter looking to capitalize on the moment. Looking to build myself to show the world that I had what it took to compete with the best of them night in and night out.

Five other people are going to be in that spot when we fight aboard the cruise ship. So whether I am ready or not. I know that I will have to force myself to be ready because those other bombshells will be thrilled to take my spot.

Some people are already figuring that this match is ultimately going to come down between Mikah and I, and are quick to write off the other four women that are in this match, but in all honesty. I really wouldn’t be too sure about that.

Any one of these women have the ability to really pull out the victory because they are all gunning for the same thing. They all want to be the very best like no one ever was…

Okay that was a little Pokemon humor, but in all seriousness I have been in the ring with all five of these women this year. As a matter of fact I been in the ring with these women enough times to know exactly what they are all about.

Each of them have been a champion in this company. Some have been the longest reigning champions in their respective divisions. Some have had the quickest road to the World Bombshell Championship while some are looking to show why they are a Grand Slam Champion or why they are on the cusp of becoming one.

Each of these women have so much to prove and while I may not have that fire as of yet. You better believe that on July 31st I will be ready to defend my championship at all costs. I will be ready to show why I am infact the champion and why I am not ready to give up that spot just yet.

I will show the entire world why I have something to fight for and I hope Jonathan watches on because all of my heartbreak, frustrations, and emotions that I have in losing him are going to be poured out into the depths of this match.

So you all better get ready because you are going to get a bitch that you have never gotten before. It’s a well known fact that whenever I step through those ropes I become this big time Bitch and it’s one that I am happy to become.

All of you may be good in your own respects but when I am on my game I simply can’t be touched. I know this, you all should know this, and everybody on that cruise will know it.

Let me be the first to tell you that it is my plan to walk out as the champion at all stops and I will be damned if anyone gets in the way of doing that. This is my match, and it’s unfair that everyone keeps bringing up that this is between Mikah and I. Completely writing off the four other opponents.

What everyone should be saying is that Crystal is going to win and simply calling it a day and leaving it like that.

July 31st I will be ready for whatever comes my way. You can rest assured on that. For I am the SILVER SCREEN QUEEN… And nobody will take away my spotlight and kill my road of redemption!

Not when I am the only one with the most to lose within this match… Hell to the no…



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Hanging Out With A Friend
Hollywood, California

It was less than a week before the cruise ship would set sail for the biggest supercard of the Summer. It wasn’t hard to know that Crystal had been down over her Jonathan. After all it was the only thing that she had ever talked about. The little blogger of a fangirl in Zelda Clark and Crystal had really been drawn close to one another. Which is ironic considering that if it was anyone else Crystal would have naturally been a bully to them. But considering that Crystal’s first start in a wrestling company was almost similar to that of Zelda’s. Crystal actually saw something of herself in Zelda and because of such. Crystal became protective of her and also saw her as a great person to have as a friend. Zelda had arrived at the Hilton mansion complete with a very big suitcase. Crystal was quick to open the door as Zelda was stunned as Crystal opened the door.

“Zelda welcome to my lovely abode… There’s a huge guest room you are going to stay in. The pool is in the backyard, and hopefully my idea of fun will be what you are expecting…”

Zelda smiled in return as she kept on looking around at Crystal’s home. “Wow your house is super big. You really live the life don’t you?!” She smiled but Crystal was trying her best to be a great host of taking Zelda’s bag as she rolled it away from her. “Ehhh it has it’s moments although when your husband and daughter decide they don’t want anything to do with you. Having all of this space is just a bigger space for you to be lonely in. It actually kind of sucks to be honest when it’s you alone…”

Crystal thinks about it as she continues to speak. “Yeah don’t ever listen to that Veronica Taylor garbage. Money really isn’t anything. It can bring short comfort sure but it can’t bring long term happiness… Anyway make yourself at home. This home of mine can be considered your home for the week. No reason for you to pay ridiculous hotel room fees while I have a big mansion like this right?! This should be a comfortable enough place for you to stay until you attend Akbar or even our cruise…”

Zelda could only welcome Crystal with a warm smile in return as she nodded her head in agreement. “Thank you so much! I am sure I will make great use of your pool but too be honest I was hoping I could cheer you up!”

“I am fine though Zelda… Honestly I am completely fine…”

Zelda shakes her head as she stares back at Crystal. “You can tell that to somebody else but when all you do is talk about how heartbroken you are. It’s time for an intervention…”

Crystal raises an eyebrow. “And what kind of intervention would that be?!”

Zelda smiles wickedly. “One to put a smile back on your face…”

“Zelda… That really isn’t necessary…”

“Oh but I insist! When I told you to cheer up champ, I meant it. So it’s going to be my job while I am here to help you cheer up. I made a prediction that you were going to retain your title. Or at least I hope, hope, hope it was you…”

“Right just like you are fans of every single other bombshell in the company too…”

“Well yeah… Nuh uhhhhhhhh… Well actually… What’s important to me right now! Is making sure you are okay. So you say Jonathan is causing you to lose your focus among other things. Well guess what we can change that… Maybe just maybe you need to have an amazing night. Showcase that Jonathan spin what direction your life goes in. How about the two of us just have an amazing night out in town. I always wanted to see how you Hollywood stars live your life when you aren’t at home…”

Crystal couldn’t help but grin as she shook her head. “ I honestly don’t think you want to do that and besides taking me out on the town really isn’t a good idea. I sometimes have a bad habit of getting carried away plus I am a recovering alcoholic so I rather not…”

“Don’t worry… I will make sure that you are a good girl. Trust me Crystal you can count on me…”

“Zelda that’s what I am afraid of… I honestly never hung out with you before. I have no idea what you are about and….”

“NOPE!!! Not taking no for an answer. Why don’t you dress up into something nice and let me go about doing the rest…” Zelda smiles with a passionate grin on her lips. Crystal seems a little taken back as she looks at the fangirl.

“Timeout! Let’s stop the tape for a second. You are in my town… I am supposed to be the host not you…” Crystal places her hands on her hips as she looks back at Clark but the blogger grins as she keeps her eyes fixated on Crystal.

“Maybe on any other occasion you would be but tonight. It’s operation get you happy again. So go put on something really nice and let me just do the rest. Trust me… It’s going to be a night you definitely will not forget or want to forget…”

“That’s what I am afraid of…”

“Don’t be just trust in me…”

Crystal walks away as she looks back at Zelda. She doesn’t know what it is about the faithful fangirl but Crystal felt comfortable around her. She felt excited and she was actually looking forward to seeing what the little blogger had in store for her.

A few hours later…

The two women have made their way to downtown Los Angeles, and they could be seen walking into a nightclub. Loud hip hop music is playing as Crystal walks in with her red bottom louboutins and a coach handbag over a shoulder with a very short white mini dress. Zelda is dressed to impressed in her heels and a nice dress. She turns her attention to Crystal as she smiles at her. “You are simply beautiful Crystal…”

“I already know this… Like hello Hollywood Starlet here…. I bring the beauty wherever I go…”

“Good well you can bring it here then…”

Zelda smiles as she continues to speak to Crystal but Crystal motions to the bartender as she takes her first Strawberry Margarita of the night. “Okay so what’s the gameplan Zelda? You tell me…”

“Okay… So seeing as we are here. All I want is for you is to have a great time. This club seems like a great place to meet some guys and just enjoy the night…”

“MEET SOME GUYS?! Zelda I am a married woman!”

Zelda gives Crystal a look. “You were crying that you were separated and as far as I am concerned separated single they both start with S don’t they?! They could mean the same thing. Just have fun and the point is you could move on without Jonathan. There’s no reason why he should have that much of an impact on your life right? You can’t let him control you! It’s not healthy and the whole world can see it…”

Crystal just nods her head in agreement as she finishes her drink and calls for another one. This time a shot. It is passed to her and she takes it straight to the head.

“Are you even listening to me?!”

Crystal can only grin as she asks for yet another drink.

“Earth to Crystal… Are you even listening to me?!”

“Yeah of course… Did you say something Zelda…”

“I have been talking to you this entire time… Weren’t you listening to me?!”

Crystal shrugs her shoulders and finally Zelda sees that Crystal has been drinking. Zelda can’t help but offer a long sigh as she pushes the drink away from Crystal. She looks at her in the eyes as she places her hands on her hips.

“Oh God NO DRINKING! I won’t watch you drink… I remember the last time I got drunk and it wasn’t pretty…”

“Yeah, yeah sure… You were the one that wanted me to have a good time so that’s EXACTLY what I intend to do… You want to see some dancing? I will show you dancing!”

Crystal pushes Zelda aside as she walks right out onto the dance floor. She finds a guy and out of nowhere begins to make out with him. Zelda is taken back as she watches Crystal begin to grind against the guy. In fact she is sandwiched between two guys and she is moving her body as hard as she possibly can against them. She begins to make out with the one in front of her again and that’s when Zelda quickly storms over to where Crystal is and pulls her away.

“What is wrong with you?!”

The alcohol seems to have been getting to Crystal as she just moves her hands about. She slurs her words as she stares deeply at the fangirl. “What… You werrrrrrrrrrrre the one that said I needed to mooooooooove on. You werrrrrrrrrrrrrre the one that said I could do better… So I was doing just that!”

“No you weren’t doing that at all! You looked like you were a few moments away from being date raped….”

SO?!”

“No! Now you aren’t making sense right now… I think it’s best if we just go back to your house. Maybe it was wrong for me to take you out of the house. I didn’t know how bad you would get after alcohol…”

“Pleaseeeeeeee let me stay! Please, please, please!”

“No Crystal… We are going to go home!”

“But what about one more drink?!”

Zelda shakes her head passionately as she violently yanks on Crystal’s arm. “NO… You had enough as it is… Let’s just go…”

Zelda sighs as she yanks Crystal out of there. As they head back to the car and proceed to take Crystal back home.

A little later on…

Zelda has arrived back at Crystal’s home and she helps the drunk woman into her house. “God… You know you are going to have a hangover tomorrow right?!”

“Meh… I don’t feel so good…”

“I will make sure you get plenty of water, and make sure you get back up to par. Let’s get you some rest and we can discuss what we should do differently by tomorrow…”

Zelda brings Crystal into her home. Zelda was a tough girl as she helped her friend into her home. Things were going well until Zelda realized that neither of them had left lights on in the house. She was taken back but it’s not like she could do anything with a drunk Crystal on her shoulders.”

“Ummm Crystal you didn’t leave the lights on did you?!”

Crystal was loopy as she didn’t even know what to say but that’s when Zelda heard footsteps. She couldn’t just leave Crystal. She started to brace herself as she didn’t know what to expect but at all costs she would ensure that her and Crystal were safe. But there was no need as the footsteps drew closer and closer. The footsteps were from that of Crystal’s husband Jonathan. He looks at Zelda before he turns his attention to his drunk wife. He sighs as he looks at Zelda.

“Thanks for looking after my wife but I think I can take it from here…”

Zelda nods her head as he switches place with her. Jonathan helps his wife to the couch and begins to hug her passionately. Crystal is still a bit out of it as she turns her attention to her husband.

“Jonathan is that you?!”

“Yes Crystal it’s me…I see you have been drinking tonight…”

Crystal tries her best to regain her composure but considering how much she had been drinking tonight that really doesn’t seem like an easy thing to do.

“Oh God my head hurts!”

“Don’t worry I will take care of you… Look Christina I feel like I owe you this conversation because I never really got the chance to have it with you….”

Crystal just nods her head as she listens on. “I love you… More than life itself but with that whole thing with Matt and what not you really did hurt me. I didn’t know what I was going to do with myself but every single week I hear you mention how you wanted me to say something to you. How you wanted my attention and all I needed was time to figure out what I wanted…”

Crystal raises her eyes as she looks back at her husband. “And what is it that you want?!”

“Well considering I came back here I think I know what I want… It’s really not that hard to figure it out, but if you want me to say it I will… I want you Christina… I want this to work out…”

“And that’s what I want as well Jonathan! I didn’t nearly spend all of these weeks and months saying how much I missed you for show. I did it because I really do love you, and I didn’t know how much I loved you until I was gone…”

Jonathan nods his head as he smiles at his wife. “And I love you as well but sometimes we can’t always get what we want but seeing as you can’t help yourself. Becoming a drunk mess and what have you. I realize I can’t just leave for a while because you are going to end up doing something stupid. So this is how this is going to work. I am going to move back into this house…”

“REALLY?!” Crystal nearly jumps for joy as she looks deep into her husband’s eyes. She goes for a kiss but he pushes her away.

“Wait a second… But I am not going to make this easy on you. Until we really work everything out… We are going to sleep in separate rooms… We will be living in the same house but it’s going to be as if we have separate lives…”

“That’s not fair!”

“I could leave and make it really not fair…”

“No, no…. This is fine… This is much better….”

Jonathan smiles in return. “Good I am glad you feel that way but if things are meant to be we will be where we were at and there won’t be anything to stop us, but for now. I think it’s best if we just keep our interactions to a minimum because if things work out the way I want them too… Our love will be stronger than it ever has been. But you can’t expect me to forgive you overnight and there are still some things I need to deal with. You understand where I am coming from?!”

Crystal slowly nods her head in agreement. “I understand Jonathan and I love you so much babe…”

“I love you too hun…”

Crystal can’t help but chuckle as she leans forward as Jonathan raises his eyebrow at his wife.

“What do you think you are doing?!”

Crystal thinks about it for a few moments as she replies back to him. “Sealing it with a kiss… Isn’t that the proper way to do it or you won’t even do that?!”

Jonathan shakes his head. “It’s not that I don’t want too but we can leave that for the morning when you sober up and don’t have liquor on your breath. If we are going to kiss and it’s going to make you happy. I want you to at least remember the moment. For now why don’t we work on getting you some rest and getting you sobered up…”

Crystal smiles as she is already snoring. Jonathan leans over as he plants a kiss on her cheek as he makes sure that she is comfortable. He places a pillow under her head to make sure that she is sitting upright. He places his arm around her as he moves her head into his arm. He runs his hands through her hair as he speaks out loud.

“I really do love you Christina… And I know things will work out for the best…”

With that in mind Jonathan leans back as he closes his eyes as well. He begins to drift away as he holds his wife close to him. Although Crystal had hoped that she would be back to where she was. It was going to take time but this was definitely a step in the right direction, and if Crystal was sober. She would be all smiles…

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So in over a week SCW will set sail on a cruise and everyone will be enjoying a cruise on SummerXXXtreme IV. It’s the biggest event of the summer and the highlight of the night will be the biggest bombshell match ever in the company’s history. Six women will enter into the confines of one ring with one single thought in mind. To walk away with the Bombshell Championship. To walk away with MY CHAMPIONSHIP and let me be the first to say that shit isn’t going to happen.

I know things with Jonathan and I haven’t been all that well but let me tell you that doesn’t even matter because once I step through those ropes you will get Crystal Millar bitchified. You will get me at my very best and no one else will be able to stand somewhat close of a chance because I know I am the very best that this company has to offer. Now let’s leave Mikah aside for a moment because I will get to her a little later but when it comes to four of these women in this match. The reality is I already have proven that I had what it took to beat them. As a matter of fact I have beaten their asses this year which means they shouldn’t even be in my presence.

I know the Bombshell Division is a clusterfuck as it seems now. This person is owed a rematch clause, that person is owed a rematch clause. This person feels they deserve a shot, while that one wants a shot. And a certain woman never once asked for a rematch but the problem with this match. At least in my opinion is what is going to happen after I beat everybody?! What is the company going to do then when I prove myself in front of everybody on that cruise ship who is going to be next in line?

Because if you asked me none of them will have deserved another match with me because I beat them all in one night. The real problem with the SCW Bombshell World Championship is that it keeps getting passed around like it’s a hot potato. There’s no stability to the championship but nobody should worry because I will bring the prestige back. I will be that stability because this championship isn’t going anywhere for a long long time.

On one side of this match you have Jessie Salco… Yes Jessie Salco… The woman who prides herself on being SCW’s heavy Metal Queen, and yet if memory serves me right all she ever did was talk shit about me endlessly. She talked down the fact that I was a mean girl for the longest. YET I HAVE NEVER BEEN OFFICIALLY BEEN APART OF THE GROUP!

Just because I was what hanging around the likes of Mercedes, Delia, and recently Veronica Taylor. Never made me a part of the group. I am not a groupie I am not one to join someone else’s group. I am the innovator. I am the main attraction and whenever I get involved in something I will always make sure that all eyes are on me. You saw how things happened with Veronica Taylor. She was persistent on calling people uggos and what not. I really don’t give two craps about someone’s appearance.

All I ever cared about was everyone’s wrestling ability and well I have the championship belt that let’s everyone know I am the best. Even after I lost to Mikah a few weeks right after that lost I was seen clutching my title because one lost doesn’t change the fact that I am better than everybody else.

Now if memory serves me right didn’t I hear you running your mouth on Twitter a few days ago that I didn’t have to worry about the stress of a champion because you were going to take the title from me?! Really is that what you plan to do… Could have fooled me since I always seem to embarrass you every time we step into the ring with one another. And even on my worst day it’s still greater than your best day. You should maybe stick to what you are good at. Working your way into fighting Melody Grace again or something on your calibur because you are way over your head in this match.

I guess you have somewhat of my respect. You did manage to become a Roulette Champion like three years ago, and you were a multiple time Bombshell Tag Champion along with holding the Internet Championship but what does that mean to me?

But now you have the chance to really make that history. You can go down in the history books Mercedes Vargas and your buddy Amy Marshall as being a Grand Slam Champion. That’s quite the honor isn’t it? It definitely would make you feel special. People would respect you in ways you could never imagine but truth of the matter is that’s not what’s going to happen. You are going to get your ass beat. You are going to be denied in your quest to beat me and you will find yourself eliminated right out of this match. Your dreams of being a World Champion, Grand Slam Champion, and actually being relevant are going to go poof. Right down the drain.

Also in this match we have Mercedes Vargas and Vargas and I go way back with one another. What I find funny is she was so damn persistent on rubbing it in that I was the one that got pinned at the last supercard and I should feel happy to have been in such a stellar with the likes of her and Sam Marlowe but let me explain something. I don’t go down to the ring to wrestle for being second best and second rated. I wrestle to be the best, and wrestle with the intention to be better than everybody else.

Vargas how do you like me now?! How do you like the fact that I went out there and simply BEAT Sam Marlowe. Where as you will always remember your rise to the top as being gift wrapped by yours truly I want you to take a long look at how I won my championship. Not only did I beat Sam Marlowe but I wrapped her in my Withering Rose and I KO-D her ass in the middle of the ring. All of that trash she was talking that she would leave 150 with the title in hand. It really didn’t matter because after the way I beat her she didn’t have much to say but congrats because she knows who the better woman was that night. I PUT HER IN MY SUBMISSION AND MADE HER PASS OUT!

Just think about that for a moment! A glorified spot monkey won via knockout. So while you can be jealous over that or still wondering how you lost your World title so quickly. Let me bring up another random fact that when it comes to you and I. Will besides the fact that your own bombshell reign was short reigned. The fact is while you may have beaten me in the past when it comes to wrestling in an SCW ring. You have never beaten me in this company before. I have always had your number and in every World title match that you have always had me to deal with. So it’s a foregone conclusion that you won’t win this match. You haven’t beaten me before so why should you start now?!

Hell what do you really have after this Supercard anyway? What do you do when Kate goes on to shatter your reign as longest reigning Roulette Champion. What do you do when you find yourself eliminated from this match…

You want to know what that makes you? That makes you history… Simply something people can remember in the history books but nothing more besides that. I am sorry it had to be this way Vargas. And just like that everything about you will be history. Don’t worry when I need you I’ll let you know. Who knows down the road I might need someone like you so I can carry you to a tag team title run. I could use you to become a triple crowner. You should feel honored that I would even consider you for something like that.

But as it currently stands. Your days as being the best in this company were a fluke to begin with. You aren’t a contender, merely a pretender. You aren’t ready to die, and breathe this sport like I am so just get out of my face. In my eyes there will only ever be room for one Latina running things in this company and it damn sure isn’t you.

They say #LatinasDoItBetter but in this case #NobodyDoesItLikeCrystal. Bye Felicia.. Get out of my face. You won’t make it past go. You won’t collect $200 and you damn sure won’t become a two time champion at least not at my expense.

With Vargas out of the way that brings me to the likes of Sam Marlowe and in the past I know I was rude when I called you the C word. I know simply bad thing to say and no one deserves that kind of treatment. Instead what I should have been upfront and honest with you. The word I should have used for someone like you is one that better suits you. A word called OVERRATED! Everybody was all over the Sam Marlowe hype train and hell you did get me at Into The Void V. You did catch me with a  Sammisault. You did get that big win that made you rewrite the horrors of me screwing you out of your title in the first place.

But then you went on to lose the championship to me TWO WEEKS LATER! Because of me you will go down in history as the shortest reigning champion in this company’s history and that must make you feel like utter garbage. Garbage because I beat you without having my Jonathan at my side. Garbage that you simply weren’t good enough to measure up to my superior wrestling skills. So what are you going to do now that you have the chance to redeem yourself? Will you actually fight your little heart out and get your title back or will you simply fall to me again?

I give you credit though. It must be hard to balance school and wrestling. It must have been great knowing that people find your popular and even someone such as yourself has fans…

I hate to break it to you… SPOILER ALERT… Those aren’t fans… Those are people that simply want to *BEEP* you. That’s all they want from you. Nobody cares about your wrestling or anything about you for that matter. They just like your body.

But when it comes to wrestling I refuse to lose to the likes of you. Will you stand tall? Will you come out ahead and become that three time champion or will you fail once again. I think the latter is what best suits you.

Of course it wouldn’t be a big time match without having Mikah in it. The same woman who at one point said she couldn’t wait to fight Sam Marlowe for the championship again but the very moment I win the title she just went on record she didn’t care about the title anymore. The fact is Mikah has had my number on every single occasion of us stepping into the ring with one another, but the truth is. She has also gone on record saying SHE DOESN’T CARE ABOUT THE TITLE! She didn’t care because if she did she would have been dying to get it back the moment she lost it. Mikah can be seen on every single show and all she mentions on social media shows whatever. Is DRAKE GREEN, DRAKE GREEN, AND MORE DRAKE GREEN…

All she cares about is this big wedding on this cruise ship and that’s SO PRETENTIOUS even for me… It absolutely kills me knowing we have to be on a cruiseship and be subjected to that ridiculous crap. NOBODY CARES… This is the same woman that has showed up to shows piss drunk. Who presented an unsafe working environment but then in the very next moment when I picked on little Despy. It’s like the whole company started to change on a dime as they wanted my head on a platter!

Let me explain something wasn’t anyone paying attention when Celeste, Natalie, and myself vowed to put an end to that nonsense. We vowed to do exactly just that and people seemed to be into it, but people turned on me because I actually cared about my spot in this company and being the best.

Well excuse me for actually caring about being THE Bombshell. One thing is for sure. I do respect what Mikah did. She is ONE of the best in the company. She has had a reign like none other and I am happy everybody likes to talk her up.

But the only reason she had as long as a reign as she’s had is only because someone like myself never held the belt to the point of shattering that title. She might pride herself on being a better wife than I could ever be or maybe a better mother to her daughter than I could to my own. But whereas her focus is on that of her wedding my focus is solely on that on being the champion being the BEST and proving to the entire world that I am better than her.

You can see who is more ready and fit to fight in what’s to come and it’s not the woman who is only looking for her big wedding. Summer XXXtreme IV will be the night where I finally get over the hump and prove I am better than that blonde bimbo.

And last but not least that leaves me to Keira Johnson. The woman who definitely isn’t like the others. Outside of the ring we might have recently become friends but inside of the ring she isn’t worthy of being in this match. Yes she did beat me in an SCW ring. Twice no less but that was all in the past in the earlier stages of 2015 what about this year. What about something more current?

Yay Keira had that long reign of being Bombshell Tag Champion and to some people. She was carried to that honor by her loving wife. Great job there Keira but this year I defeated you in that triple threat match and when everybody that that Team Hero was unstoppable. Melanie, Kate Steele, and I beat the likes of Team Hero and Mercedes Vargas. Team Hero fell to me. Just like your wife Roxi fell to me in the Blast From The Past.

But I get it Keira you demanded a World Championship match without really having a stable Roulette Reign. While people like me had to fight for an entire year and through a tournament just to get a shot. You think you deserve a title match based on what you did with tag team titles?!

That doesn’t make ANY sense, but you are here now because you beat Roxi… You are here because you got through your own wife and now you think you are going to take away what I treasure the most?

I have a job to do. I promised stability and I know I can’t do that if I let someone so undeserving as you walk away with a win. If there’s one thing I don’t want to become. It’s mentioned on the Hot Wire as being someone who lost her credibility because she couldn’t defend her title. I am better than that. The title being passed around stops on that Cruise Ship.

In this big match that is HIGHLIGHTING THE NIGHT as the main attraction. That is higher on the card then the second showdown between Despy and J2H. I won’t lose in my big Grand Marquee moment. It’s moments like this that I live and die for.

And If I make it past this I will be acknowledged as the best Bombshell that this company has to offer. Of course the cover athlete will follow. The merch sales will go up and this entire company will be all about Crystal.

But in order to really assert myself as the best I have to win this match, and that’s why losing is no longer an option. This is my proving ground and all of you are just my tests within it.

I will go on being the best woman in the ring and you are officially going to take part in the Crystal Millar show.

Lights…

Camera

Action…

It’s showtime… Let the cameras roll. No better time to make my amazing wrestling documentary than by beating a bunch of inferior women right?

 Tokyo Japan
After Hours
Into The Void


Into The Void V was more than over with as the bombshells and superstars alike were already dressed and in the process of leaving the arena. Crystal however couldn’t help but sit dejectedly on a bench. It’s like she was stuck in a trance of some sort. Still clad in her wrestling glad. She hadn’t moved an inch or a muscle for that matter. For the first time in a long time Crystal felt alone as nobody was there to console her. All she wanted to do was prove to the world that she was the best female on the planet. That she had earned everything with her own bare hands so she could shove it into the face of all of the doubters but that wasn’t the case at all. Instead she was left with nothing. Her husband not even bothering to make the trip to watch her wrestle because of what happened between her and another man.

Her 3M partners were long gone. Kate didn’t even bother to say anything to Crystal. As she left as soon as her involvement in Crystal’s match was over. And Crystal didn’t know where Veronica was which meant that Crystal was left alone. She felt alone, she felt vulnerable, and of course the tears were quick to follow. Crystal curled up into a ball as she let it all go, and it wasn’t long before footsteps could be heard.

The footsteps drew closer and closer but Crystal didn’t bother to look up. After all they couldn’t be for her right? The steps finally stopped as a figure stood in front of Crystal. Crystal tried her best to hide her tears as she spoke to the figure.

“Listen I don’t care who you are… Could you just leave me alone? I am kinda busy…” Crystal said softly but the figure found their way into sitting down next to Crystal. They wrapped their arms around Crystal as they pulled her in close to her. That figure was curvy, was built, and belonged to none other than Natalie Mckinley. Natalie continued to hug Crystal as she finally spoke to her. “Come on Crystal… You don’t have nothing to be ashamed of… You did your best out there tonight. That’s all that matters right?!”

Crystal slowly lifted her head up as she looked back at her longtime friend. The tears started to stream down her face some more as she looked up at Natalie. “Whether that’s true or not is one thing but the fact is it just wasn’t enough Natalie. How am I supposed to earn any respect if I didn’t even do enough to win. THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MY NIGHT! This was supposed to be the night where I left Tokyo with the championship around my shoulders. Where I was going to raise the bar for bombshell wrestling but that’s not the case because I lost tonight… So where am I supposed to go from here?! Tell me that…”

Crystal was really upset but she poured her heart out to Natalie and despite the bitter rivalry that the two have had over the years of being in SCW together. Since the days that Crystal competed under the mask of La Paloma. The two had grown a deep respect for one another to the point that they had become good friends. Natalie looks back at Crystal as she couldn’t help but smile at her again.

“Where do you go from here? Come on Crystal… I knew you better than this… Remember how you were when you first came into this company.?”

Crystal looked back as she shook her head in disgust. “You mean how I was a woman that constantly kept on losing and losing, and it didn’t really get me anywhere?”

Natalie shook her head. “No I don’t mean that… I mean how you were that woman that loved doing things for the good of the sport, and so what you kept on losing. Most of the time it was to me. You didn’t let that slow you down though. You kept working your hardest and you vowed you would beat me when it mattered. It came time for our Bombshell Roulette Championship match and do you know what happened? You won, and not only did you build yourself up into winning, but you actually went on to beat me again. You did that because you believed in something and saw it all the way through…”

Natalie continues to shake her head again as she kept her eyes locked on Crystal. “Now I am not saying you didn’t deserve to win tonight but tonight simply wasn’t your night. Are you really going to let this get you down or are you going to do what you did before? Are you going to keep on pushing through and be the woman that took the title away from me.”

The Latina beauty let out a very long sigh as she couldn’t help but lean her head right against Natalie and Mckinley grabbed her for a long passionate hug. “I honestly don’t know… Where do I really go from here? I lost Natalie… You talk about me building myself up but I was the one that got pinned inside of the ring tonight. It wasn’t Sam… It wasn’t Vargas… It was me who lost that match and truth be told. I don’t really have a claim at anything anymore. I was the one who walked into that match only because I won a tourney and if I got pinned I wouldn’t have a claim to anything. Sam winning means she’s the champion…. Vargas losing well she as a former champion would have a rematch clause. She would get another chance so she would be taken care of, but me… Well if I didn’t win I really have no right in challenging again…. Not only did I not win but I got pinned so what say do I really have in the manner?”

Natale sighs as she looks back at Crystal as she seems disappointed almost. “So that’s it? You are just going to give up all because you had one setback… A woman who has practically won every single match she’s been in this year with the exception of two is just going to call it quits because she didn’t get the job done…Whatever happened to my friend? Whatever happened to the woman with the fire. Who busted her ass all year into winning the Blast From The Past tournament where is that woman at?!”

Crystal laughs as she crosses her arms in return. “Maybe that woman never existed… After all according to everybody else it was Despy who carried me to that win. You heard what everyone has been saying about me. From Twitter all the way to Tommy Knocks on the Hotwire. I should be more grateful that I had a partner like Despy. Maybe it was just a luck of the draw thing that got me into the finals to begin with…”

Natale seems taken back as she grills Crystal. “So that’s it? You are just going to sell yourself short because of what everyone else says about you… That doesn’t sound like the Crystal I know… The Crystal I became friends with… Sounds like a woman who is a shell of her former self…”

“And what exactly do you want me to say Nat? That I am amazing… That I have the talent and the ability… What’s the point of saying any of that when I was exposed out there in that ring tonight. Not even cheating could help me win… You saw how I had my friends come down to the ring to aid me, and it still wasn’t enough… Maybe just maybe everybody was right… Without Despy… Without having people I am nothing…”

Natalie begins to get angry as she stares deeply into Crystal as she sighs in return. “Crystal just shut up… I refuse to acknowledge that as fact. Especially considering you had that breakout moment in that finals match. As you were the one that pinned Lucy. So what are you even talking about?”

Crystal leans back at she keeps her eyes focused back on Natalie. “That might be true but what’s the point now when I lost? Everything I said or did doesn’t mean anything now when I lost the match. No matter how you try to shape this into my favor. It doesn’t change the fact that I got beat… That i got beaten… So none of my claims at anything even matter…”

“Right…” Is the only thing that Natalie can say in return as she keeps her eyes locked on Crystal. “So you mean me coming into this locker room because I noticed your rental car was still in the parking lot was a waste…. You are telling me that none of what I am saying even matters right now…”

“No… I didn’t even say that…You know I didn’t say that…”

“But that’s what your actions are showing. So what you lost one match Crystal. It’s not the end of the world. You keep on building yourself up from those losses and you keep working hard to make things different the next time. I have seen you really break out of your shell when it means the most, and I know this won’t be any different. While others may think whatever they want about you. I have supported you because I know who you are behind the scenes. Behind the glamour and all of the glitz. I see a woman that can really make her dreams become a reality if she puts her mind to it… But it can’t be me who is telling you that. It can’t be your friends Veronica or Kate. It can’t be Jonathan… Or the rest of the world… The only one who can tell you that is yourself….”

Natalie grins wider than before. “Because once you believe in yourself the sky is truly the limit. There won’t be anything to hold you back… So go get changed… Go get yourself cleaned up. Just look at you… Always the first person to arrive at the arena and always the last one to leave. If that doesn’t say you love what you I don’t know what does….”

Crystal takes it all in as she finally stands up. She can’t help but offer a wide grin in response as she looks back at Natalie.

“Thank you for being my friend Natalie… Honestly it feels great to know I still have friends in this business despite what I may have done this year…”

“Well I should hit you for what you said about Despy… Come on you know he didn’t deserve any of those comments. He’s the nicest person in this company…”

“True but I need my spotlight… You know how much I needed it more than anything else. I am nothing without the spotlight shining brightly on me…”

Natalie shakes her head as she can’t believe what she just heard from Crystal. “Nothing without your spotlight? Crystal whoever said you DIDN’T have the spotlight?”

Crystal shrugs her shoulders. “But I didn’t win tonight….The spotlight is on Sam….”

“No you are misunderstanding what I am telling you… Just because you lost doesn’t mean the spotlight isn’t still on you. Most of what you did this year revolved around you not having the spotlight on you. Win, lose, or draw. Hook or crook. The reason you have the spotlight is because you pour your heart out into that ring. You get people talking about the division. You are a breath of fresh air, and whether you want to believe that or not. That’s on you but I can only tell you from what I see from my perspective. Now stop with this ridiculousness. Go get changed… No reason to beat yourself up anymore right…”

Crystal nodded her head in agreement. “Thank you so much Natalie…”

“Don’t mention it that’s what friends are for right?”

“Right…” Crystal grabbed her duffle bag as she headed for the showers. Despite everything that was going on within her life. Maybe Crystal did have a friend. Maybe just maybe she wasn’t alone and Crystal sort of felt at ease.







Narita Airport Tokyo Japan
The Next Day


With Jonathan not bothering to continue on with the Japan tour. Crystal was left alone to fly back home. She didn’t know what she was flying back too as the problems at home would be much worse as she had nothing to be happy about. No title, no form of happiness. Crystal stood in line at the United Gate as she boarded her non stop flight from Tokyo Japan to New York City. Crystal made her way onto the plane where she took her seat on the plane. She always made sure to get a window seat as so she could rest her head against the window and be off in her own world. The expects of the losing her match was still weighing heavily on her mind. How could she have lost all of that momentum in the span of one match? How could she let it all fade away in the moment of an eye. She didn’t understand it. She opened her cell phone and rolled through her Twitter feed. It baffled her how she almost felt mocked by the likes of Vargas and Sam. Especially Vargas who could send out congratulatory tweets and even tell Crystal she did a great job as the three of them fought a great match.

But Crystal could never see it that way as fighting a great match meant she walked away with the championship around her shoulder but that wasn’t the case at all. That was Sam’s place, and instead all Crystal could leave Tokyo with was the tweets that Sam had stuffed her new championship into a carry on bag. A showing of tweets that read good match and not any of them reaching to her into the way that it should have.

Her life was that of a train wreck and Crystal felt broken. She felt empty. She didn’t recognize a single person on this flight. Most of which who were Japanese people who wished to take in the great tourist city that was the big apple. Crystal placed her ear buds into her ear but she stopped when she saw a balding man walking her way. It was that of Tommy Knocks. Both individuals stared at each other for quite some time and Tommy glanced at his ticket as he looked up at the seat number.

“Are you shitting me?!” He sighed as he took his seat next to Crystal. They glanced at one another and Crystal tried her best to hide her feelings of vulnerability as she was quick to put on a facade. Obviously letting those years of being an actress come into play as she had her bitch face on.

“Hello Crystal Mil-LAR…” He smiled to himself as she slowly took her earbuds off as she kept her focus on him. “It’s Millar pronounced MILLER… How many times do I have to tell y….” Crystal just sighed as she curled up into a ball making sure to look out of the window as she let some tears roll down her cheek.

“It’s not like it matters anyway… Who knows how long I will even be that at this point….”

Crystal sighed as she went to put her earbuds back into her ear. Tommy felt like something was off with Crystal. As he turned his attention back over to her and could see the tears streaming down her face. “What do you mean you don’t even know if you will be that anymore…”

“What’s it to you? You going to mock me on your radio show? You are going to tell the world how in addition to being a bitch Crystal is a vulnerable piece of shit and needs to suck it up. Go on Tommy! Isn’t that what you want to say… Or how Crystal’s life is an absolute train wreck! How her own daughter doesn’t want to be around her and her husband doesn’t even know if he wants to stick around because his wife is a cheating bitch… “ Crystal slams her earbuds on the ground as she begins to raise her voice.

“Go on Tommy… This is what you wanted right? To see me in tears… To see me an absolute wreck…”

Tommy thought about it for a few moments. Something was definitely off about the woman and considering he didn’t want to spend the next 13 hours of hearing her ramble. Not to mention not really being the confrontational type in person he kept his eyes on her.

“Look…Whatever happens in the ring is one thing but I would never throw your personal stuff back in your face. That’s your business and I really wouldn’t have a right. Besides I am a family man… I have a wife at home and children. So I know what’s it like to be a person. So do you want to have a chat off the record… Look I’ll even buy you a drink if it will make you happy….”

Crystal was taken back. That’s not the reaction she was expecting at all but despite the history that the two may have had with one another she actually felt comfortable around them. Even the biggest of enemies have a certain level of respect for one another. She lowered her guard as she let more tears stream down her face. Tommy reached into his pocket as he pulled out a handkerchief and handed it to her.

Crystal grabbed it as she started to dab her eyes with it. “Thank you…” She said softly as he shook his head back at her. “Don’t mention it… Now what’s going on Hilton…. I can call you that right?”

“That’s fine it doesn’t matter… It’s just a lot of shit with me right now. I somehow thought things were going to go differently at Into The Void V. I thought it would be my night but I guess I failed at that…”

“No disrespect but we can talk about the wrestling aspect in a bit… What’s going on with you?”

He said as she was taken back by it. “I might be a lot of things. Asshole could be a word to describe me but like I said I have a family. I just want to know what’s going on with you as a person…”

“I honestly don’t know Tommy… I know I should know what I want but truthfully I don’t… But did you hear what Sam said in her promo this past week about me on a breathing machine among problems with my husband…”

“Yes… I heard it…”

“Well it’s all true but it’s because I was stupid… I tried to have an affair with another man behind my husband’s back and I paid the price for it… I got suckered into a bad practical turned bad and well because of a bad allergic reaction. I found myself in a hospital…”

“Ouch…” Is all Tommy can say in return as he actually breaks out into a giggle fit. “Sounds like me on a night when I had one too many to drink at the bar…”

“Anyway… I found my way to an emergency room. My husband of course was there for me and he basically told me he couldn’t do this anymore, and was going to have some other thoughts about our marriage. So now here I am in a separated marriage… I thought I would be able to enter into the ring at Into The Void put it all behind me but that wasn’t the case. Sam ended up pulling out the big win and she made a definitive statement by beating me to do so… so I really don’t know where to go from here…”

Tommy sits there as the drinks are served to the two of them. He looks back into her eyes as he has a wide grin on his face. “Have you not been paying attention to anything you been saying on the Hotwire?”

“I hear a lot of things but where do you want me to start Tommy? You want me to mention how you constantly bury me every night… Do you want me to talk about how I am a Bitch and that’s the word you have to use to constantly define me as, or how I constantly tried to invite you to a show all expenses paid by me of course and you constantly turn down all of my invitations… Where did you want me to start?!”

Tommy can’t help but laugh as Crystal is actually taken back by it. “What’s so funny? Why are you laughing at me… You going to tell everybody how vulnerable I am?”

Tommy shakes his head. “No… It has nothing to do with that… You of course are missing the point… You want to know why I go out of my way to talk about you so much? It’s not because I hate you… Granted I do think your attitude absolutely sucks. You haven’t done anything to warrant this ego yet in this business… But the reason why I talk about you so much is because I am a fan. If I didn’t give a shit I wouldn’t even waste time on you… Kinda what I am about to do with Mercedes Vargas” Tommy can’t help but laugh again.

“Now if you want to talk about someone who is a waste it’s Vargas. She couldn’t even defend her belt… What kind of garbage is that?!”

Crystal holds her arm up as she looks back at Tommy. “What do you mean you are a fan of me?! I don’t think I quite understand what you are saying...You have to elaborate…”

Tommy scoffs in return. “Once again you fail to realize what I am getting at… I don’t know if it’s because you were getting offended by the word bitch or not. But I am a fan of your work. Your in ring ethic is like none other. It’s truly an amazing thing and I had you predicted to win that match, and on any given day in a one on one circumstance I know you would beat either of them. The only thing I didn’t like about you is your attitude. You did win a tournament. You did have an amazing rise through the ranks this year but Bitch don’t take everything that happened for granted, and don’t you dare forget what got you there in the first place…”

Tommy takes a breath as he keeps on speaking. “You had no reason to bury Despy. If it wasn’t for him not wanting to fail you as a partner you wouldn’t even be in the position that you are in. On top of that I expect great things from you. You could have beaten Mikah and made a statement but you didn’t… So yeah I will be hard on you but that’s because you have all of the potential in the world to make this division your own and you just aren’t getting over that hump… If I have to keep bringing up on my hotwire over and over again just to make you step up so be it. But don’t let losing get to you… I have seen people who lost way more than you have and they ended up becoming great champions. Don’t take everything to heart and as I always say. If you got a problem with something. Make me eat crow. Prove me wrong…”

Tommy smiles. “I am not afraid to admit I was wrong and if it makes you step up. Guess what… It’s only better for the company as a whole. As long as it brings better wrestler and a stronger bombshell division to the company that’s the only thing I care about…”

Crystal nods her head as she is finally smiling. “At least you get what you wanted…”

“And what is that exactly?”

“Sam Marlowe is the champion again and which means the most hottest woman in the company may come out with new posters for you to hang on your wall!”

Tommy just shakes his head. “You still on that?”

“Yep… She’s the hottest woman according to you… I won’t ever let that go…”

“Well maybe you should… I rather focus more on someone’s wrestling ability than how they look…Which is what I want to address with you. So you say that you had all of this stuff affecting you as you fought last night. Fine I can respect that but what are you going to do now? Where are we going to see Crystal Millar go from here…”

Crystal sighs as she looks out the window. “Honestly I never thought about that… Maybe I’ll make my way back home. Drink it up. Drown my misery in a bottle of grey goose or something…”

Tommy shakes his head. “No… Don’t be another Mikah. You are better than that.”

“Or I guess I could do what Natalie says and put it behind me…”

Tommy sighs. “No you shouldn’t do that either. What you should do… Is channel everything that you have been going through. Channel every single bit of it. Use your life experiences to your advantage and bring it into the confines of the ring. You learn how to do that. You will be unstoppable, and just remember to what I said on the hotwire. I said you would be a World Bombshell Champion and as a man who has been watching this sport for many years. I refuse to be wrong about somethings. So go show the world that I am right… Show the world what you can do. Show the world what it means to be a Silver Screen Queen!”

Tommy keeps on talking but Crystal however was leaning against his shoulder as she was snoring a bit. Tommy sighs as he reaches for the earbuds. Guessing that this was better than having to hear her talk for thirteen hours. But from this interaction there was a lot of things that the two had misunderstood about one another.

Crystal could only rest as she was finally getting some peaceful sleep. From the rough week she had with her husband, and the rough weekend that involved things not going her way at Into The Void V… It was a good sight to see.










Back In Las Vegas
For the Public Eye
Absolute Wrestling Academy

The cameras come into focus and as it does we are able to see Crystal Millar walking through the confines of a gym. In front of her there is nothing but wrestling hopefuls as they all are putting their all into trying to prove themselves. Each of the students are doing their share of suicides. Training and doing whatever it takes to stay fit. Crystal is clad in some warm up attire and she has nothing but a smile on her face as she looks out at everything in front of her.

“What you see before you is the Absolute Wrestling Academy and it’s such a wonderful school for people to train at in Las Vegas, Nevada. Just take a glance at those students. They all are fighting with the intent to one day make it big in the wrestling business. They want to prove themselves to be the best that they can be. They are putting it on the line not because they want to one day become a champion. I am sure that is the ultimate goal for all of them, but for now what they want more than anything else is to make it, professionally. They want to make it as a wrestler first and foremost. They don’t care about the risks they have to take because at the end of the day as long as they put their mind to it they will infact get there… I know my very own wrestling school is in Mexico. The school I took over when my father passed away but it’s hard for me to balance between my own wrestling career, and traveling back and forth to Mexico to check on them…”

Crystal points down at the ground as she smiles. “However as far as right here in the United States a good friend of mine in Liam Alexander took me in here at AWA to be one of it’s wrestling trainers and more specifically. He wanted me to be the woman in charge of high flying training. It’s truly an honor to have that privilege and considering I have many friends that live in Vegas, and the drive from Los Angeles to Vegas truly isn’t anything at all. A four hour drive. I am happy to spend some of my free time getting the next generation ready. Notably it was Kate Steele who actually came through the doors of this gym when nobody wanted to accept her because she was a rebel, and I got to work with her here. What I saw back then was a child who was that of a crybaby but she put it to the aside. She didn’t care about what people said about her. Well she did but as much as people harped on her over and over again. She did something about it…”

Crystal smiles as she keeps on speaking. “She got better to a point where they couldn’t say anything because she kept on silencing the critics and now look at her. She’s a champion and has been that for quite some time. Then you have me and I know I have all the talent in the world but sometimes I get caught up in a lot of stuff that deters me from being great inside the ring. One of those things being my personal life. It can quite often be the biggest train wreck in the entire world. I mean full derailment and a few weeks ago Sam Marlowe caught wind of what was going on in my life and she brought it to the public eye… I don’t know how many of you watch TMZ or find some of what they are saying to be actual fact but let me just get it all out in the open…”

Crystal sighs again as she lets some tears fall from her cheek as she continues to speak. “Now anyone that reads my Twitter account can understand that I always have a thing for mentioning this guy named Matt Stone. A man who can only be defined as being as a sexy beast of a man. A man who I have known from another wrestling company. Well what turned into a friendly video game rivalry started to turn into much more and it’s not because he wanted me. It was quite the opposite. I started to find myself in a deep sense of lust. I wanted him so badly and it was very unbecoming of me… To the point I started to hang out with my own husband less and I wanted more of Matt….”

Crystal nods her head as she keeps on speaking. “I had the chance to own a sports team and the first person that I thought of to help me with that team was Matt… I used my best friend to go on a date with Matt just so I could know more of his likes and dislikes, and it was sickening of how obsessed with him I was. So obsessed that I thought he felt the same way about me as I did with him. I did do one practical joke that he loathed but in return I went to express my feelings for him and that’s when he shattered my heart in two. Not only did he break it but he ripped it right at the seem. As if that wasn’t enough he went on for further humiliation. He had a new girlfriend which was actually my ex husband’s ex, and he took my biggest fear of dogs and used it against me. Not knowing I was severely allergic to them….”

Crystal nods her head again.

“So yes I did end up in a hospital. My husband did walk away from me and it’s only because of the actions that I made, and as much as I would rather place the blame elsewhere. I have no one else to blame but myself. So I thank you Sam for just throwing it all in my face. Truthfully it’s so wonderful that you would do such a thing, and in the weeks leading to this match I have been nothing less than desparate. You may have saw me selling myself on Twitter or what have you but at the end of the day you can rest assured I will not be bringing any of that to the ring on Sunday because at the 150th edition of Climax Control. I get the opportunity I was looking for since the very beginning of the year. I get my one on one match with you Sam Marlowe and the winner of the match will walk away with the World Bombshell Championship around their waist…”

Crystal starts to smile wickedly as she watches the students around her. “And to do so in Las Vegas with us fighting for a great cause… I couldn’t have asked for a better scenario. Granted I know some people will probably bring their pets to the arena. Some may which be dogs and I don’t know how that’s going to affect me but I don’t care. The only thing I have my mind on is walking out of Climax Control with the championship around a shoulder. That’s the only thing that I care about. You are a great competitor Sam and behind my delusions of grandeur. Behind the wicked bitch that everybody loathes so much. I just want it to be known that I do respect what you do. I would be foolish if I didn’t. After all you are Sam Marlowe. The woman who dethroned Mikah’s record setting reign. The woman who went on to defend her title and quite often she goes under the radar as being a great champion….

Maybe just maybe it’s because people rather watch you for your looks than your wrestling ability but that would be foolish to assume because your actions in the ring say otherwise. Not only were you able to beat Mikah but as a saying goes you aren’t a champion unless you go out there and defend your belt, and that’s exactly what you did. You would have beaten Vargas too if it wasn’t for me getting involved. But you didn’t let it bother you. You kept your cool. You channeled all of your frustrations and when push came to shove. You got your championship back by beating the both of us in that triple threat match….”

Crystal waves her finger as she keeps on speaking. “But more importantly you proved to everyone in this company that you had what it took to beat me. Despite my husband being banned from ringside. I still had 3M come down to the ring to do my dirty work and you still overcame that. You nailed me with your Sammisault and defeated me to take back what I basically gift wrapped to Mercedes Vargas. So congratulations are in order Sam. Honestly… It’s one thing to win a championship and defend it, but it’s another thing to silence every single critic as you get it back and that’s exactly what you did. So now you got back what was once yours and we are now on a collision course to fight in the match that should have been the championship match at Into The Void V. It’s going to be you and I tearing apart one another right in the middle of that ring. We both have gotten the best of one another. Have I beaten you?”

Crystal nods her head. “Why yes I did but just like my big rise in the Blast From The Past Tournament it was because I had a very game partner in J2H. It was because I had him on my side of the ring. You made a mistake and I ended up beating you, but now here I am in a situation that I could never find myself coming through in the clutch in. I am forced to be on my own inside of the ring and I have yet another chance at the SCW World Bombshell Championship. As Vargas pointed out in all three of my championship matches I have failed so what makes this match differently than all of those other matches….”

The Latina beauty paces around for a bit as she walks over to the ring as she watches the students compete in front of her. “To be honest I don’t know… Honestly I thought my rise within the Bombshell World Championship division was over the moment I got pinned but I guess I was mistaken… Because Christian Underwood is giving me a one on one shot at the Bombshell Championship for my big Blast From The Past win. I thought I had gotten that already but I don’t get it. He was so quick to laugh it up telling me that you were invoking your rematch clause barring my husband from ringside, and afterwards. After the match is over with he tells the world I deserve a one on one match. I am confused about it myself but I am not going to argue it because sometimes things happen for a reason…Which includes me losing to you.”

Crystal smiles wider than ever. “You beat me Sam… There’s no way around that fact… You beat me right smack dab in the middle of the ring and the only thing I can do is own it but in the same token. Now I am getting exactly what I wanted to begin with. I am getting that one on one chance so what will make this match different than our previous match. Well for starters Vargas won’t be involved in this one so that’s always a plus but now I know for a fact that I am walking into a match in which I am putting all of the cards on the table. You had no problem throwing my life out there for the public to see. Telling me that I would try my best to be superhuman and my Krypotonite is the spotlight, there’s a little problem with that, Sam. You see, Superman isn’t superhuman, he’s an alien. The Kryptonite is shards of his home planet that reduce him to that of a human, but he himself is not one. You would know that if you bothered to look up anything you say rather than just say whatever comes to your mind, but then again, you do a lot of that, don’t you? You talk all the time without thinking, saying that you’re hashtag confident about facing me. You might think you know Crystal Hilton i that ring, but trust me, you haven’t seen me at my worst. You haven’t seen me when there wasn’t a plan B. I’ve got nothing else to turn to after this Sam so I’ll be at my most desperate. My most dangerous. So you can keep that shiny green rock of yours and stick it straight up your ass for all I care, I’m taking that title if there’s a spotlight on me or not. I don’t care if no one’s watching Sam, I’m doing this for me, not anyone else. ME!


It ripped me apart hearing you to say farewell to all of Japan as you had that championship belt stuffed in your bag because it was never supposed to be in your bag to begin with! It was supposed to be around my waist. It was supposed to be mine. It was my spot and you ruined it because you invoked yourself into my match. I told the world I would give you a fair match and I will stick to my word on that issue but that doesn’t mean I have to sit here and be nice about it because who in the hell are you to talk shit about me?! I AM CRYSTAL F’N HILTON… I am a woman who thrives who being on the grand marquee. A woman who would put every single bit of herself into every single matches. You may beat me on one night but for it to happen two shows in a row… That shit won’t happen because I just won’t let it…”

Crystal waves her hands about as she mocks Sam almost. “But I guess we all should bow down because Sam is walking with the title now. No that title is mine because I live for this sport. I would die for this sport, and I breathe for this sport. You on the other hand don’t even know what you want to do with yourself. I am so happy you are working hard on getting those A grades in your classes. I am so thrilled you can balance college and wrestling but I don’t have the privilege of doing that. Hell I don’t even have a high school diploma. I dropped out of highschool because I got pregnant at an early age, and in the years following my pregnancy I didn’t bother going back to school…”

The Latina beauty raises her voice loudly as she looks deep into the camera. “No instead of following school my long lost father appeared in my life, and I went to train in his wrestling school right there in Mexico City. Everything that I have ever earned. The eventual Movie Studio. The fame and everything that goes with it has always been a product of wrestling and I can’t ever go back on that but in a one on one setting Sam. I know I have all of the tools to absolutely own you when it means something. I just need to prove it to not only the world but myself that I can do it…”

“Let me ask you this Sam, do you know what it’s like to not win the very thing you have been after for a very long time? Do you know what it feels like to fall short again and again. Trying to find new and creative ways to reinvent yourself just so you could be in this position again, and it not really having an impact on what you do?”

Crystal begins to shake her head with a sigh. “To be honest I don’t think so because you don’t take things too heart. Not in the way that I do but for me for a woman who pours everything into the ring. It hurts when things don’t go my way. It absolutely destroys me when I can’t find a way to win after I have given up so much of myself in order to do so...You have fought for the big championship twice now and in both encounters you have done what was necessary to emerge victorious. Me on the other haven’t… I still haven’t found a way to break this cycle but on the 150th edition of Climax Control I will get what I have been searching for. I will get that damn title and I don’t care what risks I have to take in order to make sure I leave the building with it…

But I will be fighting you straight up. No form of bullshit because you deserve that and deep down I don’t want my first title to be tarnished by people claiming I won because I had help or because I took a shortcut. I want to outclass you at your own game so I can personally shut you up, and when I win I am going to shove it down everybody’s throat who told me I didn’t have what it took to make it. I have been denied THREE TIMES NOW!!! Three times of falling short of being so close but getting turned away at the very last second. Do you know how much that drives me up a wall? Yes I know I have all the tools to get to the big match but what’s the point if I can’t get over the hump of actually winning it. All of the noise I have been generating has been without that of a title so just imagine what is going to happen when I finally bring that strap to where it belongs?”

Crystal points at the sky. “The thoughts are endless. Everybody is going to be talking about the World Bombshell division and being the athlete that I know I am. Whether you want to shut me up boo me, or you want to cheer me. It doesn’t matter but when my music hits you know you are going to be in for one hell of a show. You on the other hand Sam have no idea what’s at stake. Sure you will still have your classes. You can find other ways to better yourself but for me as it currently stands wrestling is my life and I don’t want that to be forgotten….”

“It’s funny how I have finally hit rock bottom… It took a while to get there but without a husband to go home too. With a daughter who would rather spend her time with her own father than she would with me. I have shifted into a woman who has absolutely nothing to lose, and with nothing to lose. I can go out there and fight to all of my heart’s content because I have nothing to lose anymore. As a matter of fact I have everything to gain from this one single match and that makes me dangerous… There may not be a second chance after this. After all this is my prize for winning the Blast From The Past Tournament. This is what I get for working hard for an entire year and after this match I have nothing to fall back too… I don’t want to get caught up in wondering over what might happen if I don’t win… I don’t even want that thought to cross my mind… Instead I am going to focus on beating you in the ring, and I have honed in on besting you right smack dab in the center of the ring…”

Crystal begins to get more passionate as she continues to pour her heart out.

“Tell me Sam… How can you overcome a woman with nothing to lose and all to gain? How can you really conquer that? You on the other hand you have a lot at stake because your credibility is on the line. If you don’t beat me people are going to say how you wouldn’t have beaten me in on one on one scenario. People are going to start talking up the fact that maybe if this was the match at Into The Void V you wouldn’t have gotten past me… Rumors can really kill a person’s drive but for me. All it can do is fan the flames. All it can do is ignite me in ways you couldn’t even fathom and I am ready to set this entire company ablaze by my wrestling and my skill. I plan to not only take the title away from you but to prove that I has what it takes to simply outwrestle you. Since coming to this company I have failed in these big matches. I could never get over the Mikah hump. I could never get over the Mel hump or even Keira but this year little by little I am starting to do things I never did before. I beat Keira at the beginning of the year. I beat Melanie in the Blast From The Past… Mikah is still on my to do list but you….”

Crystal offers a wider grin like never before. “You on the other hand are right in front of me and I could check off two things off the list in the span of one single match. I could beat you and I could walk away with my first ever World Bombshell Championship reign. I feel like it’s needed to have that storybook ending to my career this year. I feel like it’s a necessity at this point. After losing to you… I thought it was over but everywhere I go everyone is telling me the same thing. That if I were to fight you or Mercedes in an one on one match. Things could have been different. They are saying things that I would beat you and you wouldn’t stand a chance.For the first time… after losing to you… after stopping myself from getting over emotional with what’s been happening in my personal life… I actually believe in it too….”

Crystal points at the ground as the students turn their attention to her. “I am Crystal Hilton and I am not going to let somebody deny this moment from me again. I am sick and tired of being denied. Tired of letting myself down and I am not going to stand for it any longer. So how do you plan to break me down Sam? You going to post pictures of yourself in between classes? Post pictures how you are relaxing before our match… Bitch! I ain’t got time to relax not when my focus is on you and strictly on you, and the best thing about us fighting one on one… I want you to be focused solely on me….”

“That’s right you heard me… I am going to embarrass you because you might be great! You might be amazing but that has never meant anything when compared to Crystal Hilton, and at the end of the day I always eventually get what I want. Don’t believe me just ask Natalie McKinley. She had kicked my ass so many times in this company but then it finally happened. I finally won the title from her and started on my rise in this company. I need this win more than you could ever fathom and if it makes you feel better Sam. By beating you I would actually be doing you a favor…

That’s right a huge favor. You will have plenty of time for relaxing because I will be the spotlight in the division. I will be the centerpiece and you will merely be an afterthought. So you wouldn’t have about all that stress that comes with being the champ. You are getting a war when we step in foot of that ring and the best Crystal Hilton that you have ever seen. Besides being a woman who has nothing to lose you want to know why else I am dangerous? Because it can’t get any lower for me than it is right now but for you… Everything you worked so hard for can be gone in a matter of seconds and if I lose. I’ll be back at the bottom forced to work up here again? As terrifying as that might sound…In all honesty in a ten month span this will be my first crack at the World Bombshell Championship so I won’t worry about getting back to this position but can you say the same? Do you have the tools to fight your way back up here…”

Crystal shrugs her shoulders. “That remains to be seen but all I know is you beat me in the ring and that doesn’t sit well with me. So now you got back what you lost, and I get the match I been waiting for. With the spotlight beaming heavily upon us what are you going to do inside the ring? Do you have what it takes to shut me up once and for all? Do you have that ability… Don’t take my respect as I sign of weakness because when the bell rings that’s where the real bitch emerges. I won’t hesitate to slap you in the face and showcase why I am in fact the Silver Screen Queen. Why I can get people talking in a matter of moments. Your first reign as a champion was an absolute joke. It took you losing your belt in order to become relevant but you won’t get that with me. You will get straight in your face action every single moment with me…”

Crystal looks around at the students as the smiles escape her lips. “As you can see I have surrounded myself in the school that I teach in America more importantly right here in Vegas. While I play the role of the teacher and them as the students. I feel like the roles are reversed because I am the one who is being schooled right now. I am learning to go back to the very basics and I found myself asking myself. What’s the point of wrestling, and I only have to look at each of these hopefuls to know the answer to that question. It’s my life. It’s the place where I can vent all of my frustrations, and if it wasn’t for wrestling I wouldn’t be married to the man that I am too right now. We might have our share of trouble but I am going to show him how much he means to me by bringing that title home. I live for this. I breathe for this… And bitch I am wrestling!. I refuse to acknowledge some 22 year old girl who is looking to escape her sister’s shadow to be better than her. I am fighting with the weight of everything on my shoulders. With so much emotions weighing me down, but I can’t falter because the burden has become too much…”

Crystal rolls herself into the ring as she quickly sprints to the top of the ropes. “Instead I need to rise back up. I need to keep my feet planted and spring myself forward. All of my life I was told I wouldn’t amount to anything. I was told that I would just be another victim of a teen pregnancy that wouldn’t go anywhere in this world but here I am SAM! Here I am staring you down telling you I have the tools to beat you in the ring. So bring it… Show me what you are made of because I won’t leave my arena with my head down in shame…

I took that walk of shame so many times and I am not about to just let it happen again. I have come way too long work too damn hard to let it all go to waste. What you see in front of you is a story eleven years in the making. Who was one of the youngest to compete professionally at the age of 17. Who rose to the top quickly. A woman who had every single accolade in the world but then she grew ill because she let an addiction of alcohol get the best of her. I was a woman who was at the top of the world. Voted as the very best women’s wrestler in the world back in 2011… You know back when you were in board school I was out making something of myself but then it all left me. Alcohol came in. I started to turn on all my friends and I haven’t been to that spot since then….”

“So when I preach over and over again about how it’s been four to five long years since I been on top… It’s not something I am making up or saying it over and over again to make myself sound like a broken record.  I am saying it because I want my spot back. I want what I once lost and I see SCW as the place where that could happen. It was fun to compete as La Paloma when I first came into this company but I don’t want this beautiful face to be hidden. I want the entire world to see exactly what I am about, and I will not rest until I become the Queen of the Hill again…

As it currently stands you stand on that hill right now. In fact you made it up there twice before I could once even make it once. How do you think that makes me feel? I didn’t bust my ass for 11 years to watch some kid do the unthinkable. I am 28 years of age and I feel like this is my road to redemption. It starts right now and it starts at the 150th edition of Climax Control. So what are you going to do to stop me Sam? What are you going to do to stop me from rising to the top like I am destined to do…

Sam let’s be honest here when you were champion the first time you weren’t making noise in the division. You weren’t turning heads. I know I said it before but your reign was absolutely horrible. You were in the ring with people that I had already beaten. People who had no business in being in the ring with you. So yeah you did beat people like that, but you truly haven’t fought someone that has EARNED their way into challenging you.

You haven’t fought anyone like me and you can’t even say that because you yourself only got to where you were because you were giftwrapped that opportunity. By all means Vargas should have never been in the ring with you and despite me coming down to the ring. You took your eyes off of the prize. You focused on me rather than your opponent and that’s why you ultimately lost.

But hey you got your title back so you should be proud of that, but I have done nothing but build myself up. I have been fighting, scratching and clawing my way to the very top and I don’t plan to stop now just because you feel you are confident in your abilities. Confident that you are going to beat me.

You better bring everything you can because when you get outclassed in the middle of that ring I don’t want to hear any excuses from you. Especially since you threw my private life in my face. Go “BEEP” yourself. Do whatever but that title is mine. The crowd knows it. Tommy Knocks knows it. The entire company knows it. I know it, and most of all you know it.  So when you are staring up at me from the ground wondering what just happened you can consider that the statement…

The statement made that you don’t “BEEP” with me and get away with it. After all we all knew this day was bound to come sooner or later. At Climax Control it will be the night of the SILVER SCREEN QUEEN. So sit back and just watch. I promise it will be an eventful night… Well for me that is…Who knows when I am done. TMZ might run a special report that former World Bombshell Champion jumps into the river after depressing lost who throws herself in front of a train… Or maybe just maybe stands in front of a car.  I honestly don’t give a shit…

As long as I walk away with the title that’s all I care about. It’s time to end this tale between the both of us.

LIGHTS

CAMERA

ACTION…

It’s showtime and I won’t disappoint.. .Can you say the same? I highly doubt that… See you inside the ring Bitch… Bye Felicia…”

With that Crystal is all smiles as the camera zooms in on her face. She continues to talk trash into it before she pie faces it, and it’s we finally fade to black.  

 You know after what happened on the last edition of Climax Control I can’t help but be absolutely happy with my myself. I know everyone was willing to see such a great Bombshell World Championship match between the likes of Mercedes Vargas and of course Sam Marlowe but that truly wasn’t the case. What they got instead was the future of the division making her presence felt and there was no better way than the way I made an impact.

Letting everybody know that they are on notice and I am the next contender that awaits. It’s such bullshit that I have been on the grind to get right into contention to fight my way into being the number one contender and instead I had to sit on the sidelines and watch yet another bitch get their shot before me.

What kind of ridiculousness is that? Where is my shot?! Why is it that I have to wait while everyone and their mother gets a shot before me? The truth of the matter is that it’s a load of bullshit. Everyone knows I am the rightful contender for that championship. Everybody knows it’s only a matter of when I will finally be able to put that championship around my  waist, and I made it a point to let everyone know that I am the Bitch that is going to take that championship.

But as great as I am and everyone knows I am the one to beat this company loves finding a way to fuck me over. I AM the RIGHTFUL number one contender but yet I am the one that has to sit on the sidelines while everyone else gets what belongs to me and thats a load of shit

And what makes it worse is that the people who got their shots are all people that I beat! That in itself is some shit!

But whatever… Sam Marlowe are you upset? You should be happy because I made you relevant. And as long as people get title matches before me I will get involved in every single one until ai get whats mine. As far as Vargas being involved in this match as the referee its just a way to screw me over but its whatever. Whether I win or I lose the only match that matters is the one where I get what is mine.

Despy… This is our first match together since our tag team tourney win. But it gets irritating listening to you with your insults and the way you got involved in my match with Mikah was absolutely ridiculous but our match will be payback. I will beat the snot out of Despy if need me and to that fake ass redhead who isn’t talented she will get hers.

This is only the taste of whats to come and everyone will know that I am a SILVER SCREEN QUEEN!!!

See you bitches!!!






Off Camera
Somewhere in Sorry Ass Canada

The constant going back and forth to Japan was starting to wear Crystal down but it’s not like it bothered her. After all she was wrestling every week and despite how much the world had hated her she loved every single minute of it. What she didn’t like was anything that was going to have her impact on her ego, and a blow came to her ego when she decided to make a bet with her best male friend in Matt Stone over a video game. The last time they played the game Crystal had won and made Matt do all of her bidding but this time. The game wasn’t even close as Crystal got roflstomped into oblivion so now the roles were reversed. Crystal had already changed her Twitter name to “Sorry Ass Hilton” and her display picture to her of crying but it seemed like the Canadian wanted to put her through more misery.

Crystal stood outside of Matt’s home wearing a long jacket. Embarrassed by what she was wearing underneath as she tried her best to cover it up. She started to press the doorbell furiously as she crossed her arms. “Would you hurry the hell up?! I look absolutely ridiculous…” Crystal growled as she continued to cover up... it was almost like he was taking his time on purpose, that evil, conniving Matt Stone. Of course he was, he’s a bit of a dick if you haven’t picked up on that yet. Stone opened the door to his house and greeted Crystal with a big smile. “Well, well, well, look who we have here. The Silver Screen Queen!” Stone shouts out as if he’s trying to get any and all people in the area to take notice. “Oh how I’ve missed you.”

“... You really don’t mean that… Look are you going to let me inside? I have a rep to protect and this is quite embarrassing…” Crystal just pushes her way past him as she takes her jacket off exposing a french maid outfit. She offers a long sigh as she crosses her arms again. “I truly hope you are happy with yourself… I know I have done some mean things making you carry my bags when I go shopping and stuff but this is absolutely ridiculous. I just want you to know that…:” Matt nods his head, listening to what she’s saying as he closes the door, soaking in her appearance.

“Absolutely ridiculous. Okay, I can take that constructive criticism, in fact, I’ll make sure I write that down straight away.” Luckily here at the Stone Temple, he has a pad of paper and a pen waiting for him on a small desk by the front door. “Crystal finds her outfit ridiculous.” He reads out as he writes it down, ripping off the paper and reading it over once more. “Perfect, no I’ll know for next time, just need to file it away in my folder of things I care about.” He pauses for a second before crumpling up the paper and tossing it on the ground. “Oh, be a dear and pick that up, would you? One of your duties, after all.” he gives her a ink before chuckling to himself.

Crystal slowly walks over to the piece of paper as she bends down slowly grabbing the piece of paper before picking it up and she looks back into his eyes. “I bet you liked what you just saw right now didn’t you? Dude… There’s no reason for you to take it this far. Wasn’t the Twitter account editing enough for you?” She sighs as she looks at the paper as she contemplates just throwing it at Matt.

“Enough?” he asks, as if that was the funniest thing she’s ever said. “You remember what I had to do for you, right? How long I had to endure every little whim you had, right? I’m simply paying it forward. It just so happened that you’re the one that lost to me. Now fair is fair, right?” He rationalized, choosing to ignore her initial question though he most certainly did enjoy the view. “Now follow me Crystal, I have much to show you.”

Crystal slowly follows Matt Stone as she snapped back at him. “You are so lucky you are one of my best friends because I swear… I would have slapped you already so let’s just keep this going… It can’t be that bad…” If there is one thing about Crystal she was a big sore loser. It didn’t help matters that Matt was quite the boisterous winner, either. “No, not bad at all, just a few errands, I’m sure such a responsible and respected mother as yourself would have done far worse simply in her day to day routine, so don’t worry about it.” He reassured her, though something about the smirk on his face made it seem just a tad bit less than genuine. He led her down the hallway towards the kitchen, stepping out on the vinyl floor where he stopped in front of a bucket and a mop, having already planned her first task, as it were. “Now I recently had a few of my closest friends over for a small get together and I thought that this would be easy enough for you to handle.” There were footprints everywhere as if they were expressly told to walk around on every inch of the floor with their dirty shoes. To the keen observer, you could see that all of the footprints shared a shoe size, though. What a coincidence. “So it’s just a simple mopping job, nothing hard about that, right?”

Crystal shook her head as the finger waving and snapping occurred. Total latina and black girl stereotype mode was about to activate. “Oh hell no! I know you didn’t bring me over here to just clean your house. Christina Rose Lopez Hilton-Millar doesn’t do cleaning. Maybe you have the wrong girl and…” Matt gave her a look and she immediately dropped to the floor and grabbed a nearby cloth with some awesome cleaner. She sprayed the floor wiping it down. “But I do honor a bet so that’s the ONLY reason I am going to do this right now…”

“You didn’t think I asked you to wear that outfit just because you look cute in it, did you? No, you’re representing a proud, french lineage of strong women who worked for their living rather than simply sat on their hands and let their man bring home the money. You should feel proud of what you’re doing, empowered even!” He was really laying it on thick, enjoying every second of this for sure.

“Matthew sweetie… Do I really deserve this?” She walks over to him wrapping her arms around him as she brings a kiss to his cheek. “You really don’t want me to go through with this… I am sure there are some other things I could do, but cleaning certainly isn’t one of them. Come on let’s drop the act and let’s go do something fun… There are so many possibilities right?”

She smiled evilly as she looked back into his eyes. “Jonathan wouldn’t have to know…” He eyes her for a moment, as if he’s thinking about what she’s said for a moment before shaking his head. “Why would we want to do anything else? I’m having so much fun as it is, Crystal, but if the floor isn’t what you want to start off, I suppose we can go elsewhere...oh! I know just the thing, this way.” He walks out of the kitchen down the hall once more, shaking his head at the idea that she thought he would fall for the same trick twice.

“Seriously? You have a hot latina right here in a French Maid outfit and the only thing you can think of is go somewhere else? This better be worth it…” She sighs as she follows along but deep down she was happy. Anything was better than having to clean up anybody’s mess. Especially when she doesn’t clean up at her own house. She has special hired people that do that for her.She’s not the only one that has hired help, but for this special occasion, Matt had asked his normal cleaner to take the week off. Stopping at a door, he opens it up for Crystal to enter, being the gentleman that we all know he is. Following her into the room, the first thing anyone, including Millar, would see are books. Books upon books upon, you guessed it, more books.

“This is my study. Whenever I’m feeling like reading a good book, a feeling I’m not too convinced you’ve ever felt, I come in here and take down one of the many classics at my disposal. The trouble is, with my schedule being as hectic as it is, you understand, I don’t get to come in here as often as I would like and as such, this place gets rather dirty. Normally I have someone come here on a weekly basis to tidy it up and what not, but at the risk of you having nothing to do, I asked them to take a small vacation so you wouldn’t be bored. And people say I’m inconsiderate.”

“So what is it you want me to do exactly? I don’t really mess with books. Unless it’s a good comic book, or a manga, or a game informer magazine, but this really isn’t my scene. You don’t expect me to just clean every single book in here do you?” Crystal tried her best to be prideful as she stared daggers at him. “You have to try harder than that Matt… What’s to stop me from just killing time. Maybe tweeting it up or doing something else. As great as this might be for you… I am going to pass...On the basis this is stupid…”

“Oh sweet, innocent Crystal, you wound me with your accusations. I wouldn’t expect you to go through every book and clean them, that would be barbaric. No, all you need to do is give this room a good dusting, and what would a maid be without a duster? Luckily, for your benefit and at a personal expense to me, I’ve got one for you.” He walks over to the desk in the study and opens up the top drawer. From within, he pulls out a vintage feather duster and something white before shutting it closed, walking back to her. “Here you are my dear, and just to make sure that you’re not inhaling any of those pesky dust particles, I’ve got this for you, too.” He hands her the white object which turns out to be an ordinary surgical mask. “That way, we don’t have any mishaps.” He accentuates his remark by flicking the tip of her nose, a smug look on his face.

Crystal sighs. “So granted I may not be the nicest person. I brought you to a Hollywood party. Hooked you up with my best friend, put you on a reality show and in return you have to be cruel about winning a bet. Seriously? I don’t understand you…” Crystal puts the mask on sighing. “You happy yet?” She grabs the duster as she begins to dust around. “Does anyone even dust anymore?”

“I’m actually quite happy at the moment, if I’m honest.” He replies smugly, leaning back against the all of his study as she gets to work. “I’m sure there are a lot of proud people who enjoy dusting quite a bit. And now, you get to be one of them, such an honor I’m sure.” He replies, enjoying every second of this. Every bag he had to pick up, every little errand he had to run was going though his head and now he was getting some, not all, of his revenge. “And to answer your earlier question about motivation, I figure you won’t be tempted to stray from your tasks if I’m here, rooting you on.”

“You might be handsome but now you are pushing it...When the roles are reversed i swear to God on every single thing I am going to make you pay for what you did to me… So what’s next after this? You gonna make me jump around in mud and clean up your flower bed? Come on… Please enlighten me…” She took the mask off tossing it to the side as she couldn’t help but grin.

“Hey, no.” He quickly said, taking a step back from her. “You’re to be wearing that at all times, for your own safety, of course.” He added the last part quickly to try and cover up his own paranoia.

Crystal smiled as she picked up the mask as she stared at it before she drew herself closer to him. “For my safety or your own?” She grinned as she tried to chase him realizing his fear of sneezes as she quickly wrapped her arms around him. “Don’t you want to give the Silver Screen Queen a big fat hug Matt? Especially for the way you hurt my best friend Zelda’s feelings. I deserve a simple hug…” She smiled evilly trying to change things back into her favor.

Being grabbed by Crystal, he did the best thing he could think of and backed out of the room entirely with her still clinging to his torso. “A hug? I didn’t do anything to your friend that she didn’t deserve, but I think we’ve done enough dusting for now, I’ve got one final thing for you to do...yeah, let’s get out of here…” He started waddling, which was the only form of forward movement he could do with her grabbed around him towards the back porch.

“Ohhh we are going outside? You really are taking me to your flower bed aren’t you? You better have tons of roses there. Pink ones, red ones, white ones, and yellow ones… Everyone knows how I adore my roses not because it’s my middle name or anything.” She smiled as she slowly let go of him. “You know you can really be a sweetie when you put your mind to it. You know that right?”

“Yeah...that’s what I am. But sadly, it’s not roses, I don’t have any flowers out there in fact, can never be too careful with those sort of things, you know.” He gives her a bit of a wink and opens the sliding glass door for her to step out on, seeing a lovely wood finished patio that actually takes up the entire backyard, a rather large swimming pool in the middle of it.

Crystal smiles wider than before. “I didn’t know you had a big pool… We are going for a swim? Hope the pool is at least heated… I wouldn’t mind going for a dip.” She smiles as she steps out taking in the fresh air.

Matt chuckles, following her out. “As much fun as it would be to play Marco Polo with you, I’m afraid the pool isn’t quite ready to be used yet, and that’s where you come in. You see this thing over here?” he asks, walking over to a large pole with a net on the end of it. “This is a pool skimmer and you must use it to get all the things like leaves, branches, scum and the like out of the pool before we can use it. Pretty simple, eh?”

“Piece of cake… This is something that I definitely can do…” She smiles as she begins to use the long net and she skims the pool. Making sure she can take all of the things off of the top. She looks down at the bottom of it as she grins. “You need to shock it though… You got some major algae problems at the bottom of your pool…” She says disgusted leaning over to look at the gross green stuff at the bottom.

“I do?” he asked innocently enough, walking over to take a look for himself. “I could have sworn that my pool guy was going to look over that for me.” He peers in beside her, nodding his head. “Well damn, you’re right. Good eye, Crystal. I guess the best way to handle that would be to dive head first into the problem, right?” Before she has a chance to respond, he reaches back with his right hand and, with a firm grab of her rear, forces her forward straight into the pool!

Crystal tries to turn around and grab him on her way down but he steps back as she falls right into the pool. Crystal splashes about as she panics. Jumping up and down water going into her mouth as she begins to choke. “Ca…. swi….” She starts to go underwater as some bubbles start coming up.

Matt stifles a laugh as he watches her flair around inside the pool, shaking his head. “Try standing up, genius.” He points out, seeing as she was on the shallow side of the pool which was only five foot deep.

“...” Crystal was speechless as she looked back at Matt before she swimmed to the deeper side of the pool grinning before she pulled herself up. “Well played… I just wanted to see if you would be heroic enough to try to save someone who owns their own pool and lives on the water on Los Angeles, but I guess my acting didn’t trick you…” Crystal walks over to Matt as she is soaking wet. “WOW THE WATER IS FREEZING THOUGH! CRYSTAL MILLAR IS SOAKING WET! You know how embarrassing thi….” She begins to shiver as she looks at Matt and well it’s too late as she sneezes loudly. “...So so sorry… That sort of just happened…”

Matt jumped back to get away from Crystal as quickly as possible, though that was ill timed as he slipped off the edge of the pool and fell in, splashing around!

Crystal smiled as she looked down at Matt and couldn’t help but grin actually offering a hand. “Come on let’s get you a towel wouldn’t want you to catch a cold and have you sneezing on yourself… I would hate to see that happen or better yet… It would be quite the scene…”

She couldn’t help but grin. “You need to control your fear man. I am afraid of dogs but you don’t see me jumping about…” As she has her hand extended she looks around. “You don’t have a dog right?”

 Nagasaki Japan
Off Camera

To say that Crystal Millar was seething and upset would be that of an understatement. In actuality she was absolutely pissed. She had the chance of a lifetime. To silence the critics. To put all of the doubters to rest and to start the Japan tour with a win over the woman whom everyone thought to be the best bombshell in the entire company, but instead things didn’t go her way and she ended up failing in that aspect. She ended up losing to the likes of Mikah which was her third straight lost to her. Jonathan was nowhere to be found as Crystal emerged through the curtains and the moment that she did she was confronted by the likes of her new Public Relations manager for all of Rose Productions Teddy Steele. Crystal beamed right for him as she grabbed the man by his long ponytail.

“Where the fuck did my husband go?! Tell me now!” She screamed but Teddy tried his best to keep his composure as he looked back at the angry Latina. “Crystal just relax… I know things look bad right but as your new PR manager I just want to say that what you are doing right now is going to cause you to have a bad image… Just relax you can rebound from this and….”

She didn’t even let him finish as she screamed at him even louder. “BULLSHIT!!!!  He ruined everything! Never in my career have I ever gone on a seven match win streak to start a year off. This was my chance and because he couldn’t get his head out of his ass. Because he wasn’t looking I was forced to lose to that talentless bitch! No…I can’t deal with it… Where the fuck is Jonathan tell me before control…”

“I AM THE SILVER SCREEN QUEEN! I DEMAND RESPECT… I DEMAND RETRIBUTION FOR THAT INJUSTICE AND….”

A voice called out to Crystal in return. That voice coming from a blue haired woman who had the SCW Roulette Championship pressed tightly against her shoulder. She smiled as she adjusted it firmly.

“I demand you shut the fuck up and let go of my husband. I understand that you are upset but that doesn’t give you a right to take it on my husband. If you really want to know where your husband went. He’s right down the hall, and when you see him tell him I said Bradford City sucks…. Seriously fuck that football team. They are trash…”

Crystal pushes her friends aside before she makes a beamline right down the hall. She sees her fluffy haired husband standing in the hallway as she grabs him from behind. “Oh no you don’t Jonathan. You and me need to have a little talk dear. Nobody fucks me over and just walks away… NOT EVEN YOU! CONSIDER YOURSELF ON THE COUCH FOR A MONTH FOR WHAT YOU PULLED TONIGHT!”

Jonathan sighs. “No. I’m not taking responsibility for this. Now calm down, you’re causing a scene.”

“What do you mean you AREN’T taking responsibility for this?! Had you not fucked things up. I would have beaten that bitch. I would have come away with a win and….”

Before she could finish Kate could overhear the conversation as she shook her head in disgust. “And in the same token had it not been for your husband bailing YOU out like twenty times by being a distraction. Placing your foot on the ropes. Pushing the ropes in, and everything else that match would have been over a long time ago. I would cut him some slack before you just start raging out for no reason, and besides you do realize that big six match streak match you keep mentioning is all because of your husband right? Just think before you talk. It would be better off that way…”

The blue haired Siren shakes her head as she looks back at Jonathan grinning. “It’s okay Jonathan I got your back. Brits gotta help Brits right? Well except when they root for the wrong football club…”

Teddy however shakes his head in disgust as he chimes in. “Don’t listen to Kate Crystal. You are a legend. THE SILVER SCREEN QUEEN! The BEST AND HE SHOULD HAVE HAD HIS EYES OPENED. You know if I was out there none of that would have happened. Just saying!”

“Look, can we all stop bickering? We’re about five minutes away from an episode of Wife Swap here...” Millar shook his head. “Firstly Teddy, don’t pretend for a second my wife’s interests are more important to you than they are to me. You think that, you’re stupider than you look, which considering that hair is... well yeah. Secondly, we’re all on the same team here. Yelling won’t solve anything.”

Crystal looks back at Jonathan before she sighs at him before her eyes move back to that of her PR manager. “Hey leave his hair out of this. It’s not like that fluffy thing on your head is any better, and if by team you mean that we are all here to make sure I look good and win. Then yes let’s get right to it shall we? Maybe I shouldn’t be overreacting like I am but my wrestling career means everything to me…”

Crystal begins to sigh as she looks at her husband. “It may not mean much but this is my life. Aside from the movies, the video games, the cosplaying. My heart lies in this business and you know how much it hurts when things don’t go my way….”

Kate nudges her husband hard as she looks back at the other married couple. “We will be taking our leave now…You guys seem like you have some things to discuss…”

Kate yanks Teddy by the arm as the two of them walk away leaving Crystal and Jonathan. Crystal looks right at Jonathan as she pours her heart out to him.

“It’s just I keep getting antsy. I haven’t been a World Champion in five years… FIVE FUCKING YEARS Jonathan and I was building momentum, but I feel like everything I gained has been lost in losing to that Bitch tonight. What’s going to happen when I do get my shot at the Supershow next month? What is going to happen if this just causes a big chain reaction where I drop match after match, and I find no momentum going into that match. Then what happens?!”

“Why assume that is going to happen? The more you fret about what ifs, the more like it is they’ll become realities. No-one wins them all Crystal, not even the best of the best. Name me one person who retired undefeated, huh? Tonight’s match was unfortunate, but it didn’t really matter, not in the grand scheme of things. We’ll just make sure you win when it counts, and I’ll have my eye on the ball better next time. I promise.” He smiled at her, before giving her a hug.

Crystal looked back at her husband and she couldn’t help but smile as she grabbed him and embraced him into a long passionate hug. She gazed into his eyes as she pulled him close.

“ I am sorry that I get like this sometimes, but it’s just I put so much into everything that it sucks when I lose… Although I don’t know if it’s the losing that hurts or what everyone says about me losing. I feel like I put myself on such a pedestal. Of talking so much shit to that stupid radio host all he is going to do is bury me when he holds his next show and all I can do is just sit there and take it… I don’t deserve to eat crow… I am better than that… Much better than that!”

Crystal says with a snicker.

Jonathan nods. “Of course you are. And you don’t have to sit there and take anything. All you’re gonna be taking is the gold. And that’s what really matters!”

Crystal grins as she looks right into the eyes of her husband. “Thank you so much for being my rock… I honestly don’t know where I would be if I didn’t have you right at my side… You are my everything and thank you for at least keeping me in the fight out there. I really am special to have you in my life. I really haven’t had anyone who cared as much for me as a person and my career like you have…”

“Well don’t worry babe. I ain’t going anywhere, you can count on that. Save maybe out for some dinner with my lovely wife, perhaps?” He smiled at her.

“OHHHHHHHHHH… That would actually sound like an amazing idea… Japan should have something interesting to eat…. Somewhere we could go where we sit on our knees in socks and just enjoy a nice traditional meal from the locals. Let me get out of my ring gear, and change into something nice like my Kimono! We are going to have a great time tonight. You can rest assured that and maybe afterwards I could be your Silver Scream Queen… She says with a giggle as she places a kiss on her husband’s lips as she heads towards the bombshells locker room











Hello everyone this is your one and only SILVER SCREEN QUEEN and to be quite frank I do believe I have a lot of things to get off of my chest. That goes way back to the very first stop on this little Japan tour. In Nagasaki it started with me going one on one against the likes of Mikah and it was the match that all of you wanted.

A match that saw me going up against the likes of the woman that everyone wants to just jerk off like she’s the best female in the company. Yeah I was in the ring with her and cheating assured from my end of things. A match that saw my husband get involved and I know he did everything in his power to try to make sure that I came out on top but it just wasn’t meant to be as Mikah came out ahead at the end.

Should I sit here and be upset over the fact that I couldn’t get past the best of the best? To be honest no because it doesn’t mean anything. It was a stupid match and it’s one that should have never been booked. You don’t waste a great match like that and put it on a Climax Control. You save something like that for the likes of a big show. Of a Super Show and in a main event setting but that just seemed to be the lost of the company. So yeah I may have lost the actual match.

But the real loser in the grand scheme of things was SCW because they wasted such an amazing and high caliber match on the likes of a Climax Control. Despayre is a stupid idiot and i swear to God on everything that is beating in my body I am going to seriously do some harm to Angel. I am going to stab him again and again. Poke all of the stuffing out of that stupid thing because DESPY GOT INVOLVED IN MY SHIT! Instead of just moving on… Allowing us to go our separate ways.

He instead stuck his nose out there at ringside and if you rewatch the tape I did beat Mikah. I had her beat but Jasmine being the most bias referee ever put her hands on me of all people. She shoved me and had her back turned when I essentially had Mikah wrapped up for a pin.

So all of you could claim otherwise. Claim that I lost and tell me to eat my share of crow but the truth is review the tapes. LOOK THROUGH THE VIDEO EVIDENCE! And see that i didn’t lose. It’s all right there and if we want to be technical I should have never been pinned because I placed my hands on a referee so that should have been a DQ finish right there. Yes a lost but a lost that I just gave to Mikah.

I am not here to undersell anyone but I come at all of you with nothing but the facts and the jury has indeed spoken. So congrats on your little win Mikah. A win that has an asterisk next to it because as far as I am concerned you didn’t beat me. You aren’t as amazing as everyone makes you out to be. You are simply mediocre at best and because of an assist from my husband you were able to have your hands raised in victory…

So take that for whatever you want. But with Mikah aside I am on to bigger things such as bouncing back from this lost and it’s going to have to come at the hands of stepping into the ring with the likes of Twisted Sister…

Seriously? This is the kind of nonsense that this company is going to put me through?

One of your biggest stars! A woman who is always in the limelight always the featured attraction right there in the spotlight and because of the various problems that I seem to be causing within the company you are going to send the likes of Twisted Sister against me?

That just seems sooooo very mature… Seriously at this point it’s starting to get very petty now. I understand that people hate my guts but to send the likes of Twisted Sister on me just seems outright assassine. On paper she looks to be a big threat. She seems to have a disregard of the rules and she doesn’t mind breaking her opposition in just to prove a point.

I remember the way that Roxi Johnson left the ring in a match against her. She was bloodied up and I just know that everyone in this company probably wants that to happen to the likes of me. You just want me to leave the ring a bit messed up don’t you?

Is that what this is about? A way to teach me a lesson in hopes that I would learn to be a little more humble and I will respect the other employees of SCW? The truth is nobody here can teach me anything and whatever it is that you are hoping to get through to me. It’s just not going to happen overnight and Twisted Sister certainly won’t be breaking me in.

As dominant as she might appear. As strong as she is and her lack of care for rules just to break her opponent in. Let me ask this question how many matches has she won since being in this company? Very few that I can remember but I on the other hand just went through a tournament beating everybody who had a name to them just to earn a shot at the World Bombshell Championship and I am not going to let all of that go away just because they want to hold me down against the likes of Twisted Sister.

I lost to Mikah but now I HAVE TO BOUNCE BACK UP! Because I have something to prove. I earned more wins in the course of one tournament than Twisted Sister has in her entire SCW career, and I must show the world that I am ready to be your next World Bombshell Champion. The only way that I can do that is by beating Twisted Sister. By beating everybody that they line up in front of me just to show that I am a fighter and I will keep on fighting to the very end.

If you love me or hate me… Honestly I don’t give a fuck. This match is about proving myself. It’s about continuing my journey back to the top and I will be damned if I let sorry sorry ass scrub deter me from getting to where I want to go.

They say the Sky is the Limit and right now I am pissed. Twisted Sister I am sorry that you have to be chosen as my next victim but you need to blame management for putting you in this situation because I will be damned if I let anything stop me from getting what I want.

After I beat you I am on to bigger and better things and it will only be a matter of time before I stomp my way towards Into The Void and I take what belongs to me.

This has been in the making since i got here and it’s time to show the entire world why I truly am your SILVER SCREEN QUEEN!












Off Camera
Mother’s Day Talk
Somewhere In Japan

Being in Japan meant it was time to get in most of the culture and it was also a far ways from home which meant that Crystal would have to celebrate Mother’s Day with her daughter when she got back to the states. But for now this was a perfect time to bond with her protege her new partner in crime in Kate Steele. The two of them were in for a fun time as they were looking to hang out with some of the locals in the form of going to one of their Manga Conventions. Crystal smiled as she looked over at Kate who was sitting down across from her dressed up like Bulma from Dragon Ball Z. Crystal laughed as Kate crossed her arms looking back at her.

“What in the bloody hell did you make me wear woman?!” She seemed disappointed as she held a baby doll in her hands with pink hair. Crystal broke out into laughter as she smiled at her friend.

“What?! You wanted to know what it meant to be a mother! So why not take the best way into showcasing that… Just look at yourself you got your future baby in your hand. Once that adoption goes through this is pretty much your life. You shouldn’t feel so bad… Bulma is basically you!”

Also in the limo was none other than Kate’s husband Teddy Steele. He wore his hair into spikes as he seemed to be imitating the Prince of all Saiyans. Teddy grinned as he nodded his head in agreement. “I couldn’t agree more. Just look at you babe! You got the blue hair. You got the attitude, and were pretty much birthed into money. Bulma is you to a tee.

“Yeah whatever… Doesn’t mean I have to be a fan of what I am wearing though but get to the point Crystal why am I dressed up again?!”

Teddy smiled as he chimed in. “It’s for a PR thing… Time to put Rose Productions on the map. We need to expand our horizons plus what’s wrong with going to a Manga Convention? We get a chance to have some fun. We can bring great publicity to SCW and on top of that….”

Crystal smiles as she screams at the top of her lungs. “I AM GOING TO MANGA CONVENTION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!

Crystal started to bounce around and she was dressed up as Sailor Moon. She couldn’t help but be giddy as she looked at everyone in the car.

“It’s going to be fun… Just think of all of the Manga writers that are going to be there. All of the cosplayers. It’s going to be fun and don’t be such a debbie downer Kate. You are going to enjoy this. Just think about it in this way. All of the shit that is going to happen inside. All of the fans that are going to surround us wanting photos with us. It’s just going to be an amazing feeling and…”

Kate snickers back as she yells right back at Crystal. “This is so fucking stupid though. I look like a bloody idiot and how am I supposed to hold my Roulette Championship if I have to carry this baby in my hands…” Crystal smiles as she reaches over the Roulette Championship and places it around her own shoulders.

“What the hell do you think you are doing?! That’s mine…”

“Nope you don’t need it! You already have too many props and I might as well give the fans what they want. Photo ops with the greatest AND MOST AMAZING ROULETTE CHAMPION OF ALL TIME!!!! THE SILVER SCREEN SAILOR MOON QUEEN!!!!!!!!!” Crystal grins as she holds the championship with pride.

“Anyway you shouldn’t be so down about doing this kind of stuff Kate… This is the kind of things that Juliet is going to want to do when the adoption goes through. She’s going to put you through sooooo much. Take me and Brittany for example. This would normally be our thing. She would be happy to come along and we would be making a scene. Taking it all in and….”

“So what you are telling me is that you are going to act like yourself. Taking the spotlight wherever you go…” Kate says with a growl. “And where’s your Tuxedo Mask guy… Your husband whoever the hell he is supposed to dress up as? Why didn’t he leave the hotel and come with us?”

Crystal shrugs her shoulders as she looks back at Kate sighing. “Well you see… The last time Johni went to a Convention… He kinda got into a big fight with a giant Pikachu… So as much as he would love to roam the halls of these conventions I refuse to let him come…”

“Wait a minute so you are telling me your husband fought a big Pikachu? Let me guess your little husband got mad because someone told him that Bradford City sucked?!” Kate smiles in return.

Crystal however shook her head laughing in return. “Actually it’s because he told the Pikachu he was overhyped and wanted a giant Clefairy instead...Not to mention there was this big Red & Blue tournament, and Jonathan got into the finals of this big Pokemon Tournament. This 10 year old kept cheesing him and yeah Johni’s raging wasn’t the prettiest of sights so I try to make sure his visits to conventions are limited at best...If you think that’s bad you should see him at home when he plays against my daughter… OH God you definitely don’t want to be in the room for that…Welcome to Motherhood 101… Stop your husband from killing his stepdaughter and vice versa….”

Crystal giggles in return as Kate rolls her eyes in return. “Are you sure that’s how motherhood works?! I mean that doesn’t really sound healthy…”

Crystal shrugs her shoulders in return. “Hell if I know but you do things by trial and error… Remember I had a kid when I was a kid so I don’t really know what’s the best but to each their own and it’s something you figure out along the way. The biggest thing is making sure you are there when your child needs you and making sure you put them first before anything else. Have I gotten there? Personally no I haven’t but it’s something that happens over time. Now enough of me talking up… Why don’t we go inside and have some fun….”

The limo stops and as soon as it does Crystal exits the car with friend’s Championship pressed against her shoulders. She smiles as she runs her fingers through her hair as she begins to shout out loud for everyone to hear her. “Watch out Silver Screen Queen coming through! Who wants a picture with your BLAST FROM THE PAST WINNER!!! KONNICHIWA!!!!!!!!!!”

Kate exits the car with a look of disgust as she looks over at Crystal who can’t help but take in the flashes from the Convention goers as well as some fellow Cosplayers. “NO… DON’T TAKE PICTURES WITH HER! THAT’S MY TITLE NOT HER’S!!!! Crystal give it back!

Is all Kate could say as Crystal enjoyed being with the fans and enjoyed the company of all of those around her. The Japanese fans were like none other. They knew their wrestling. They respected their talent and in the same way despite being one of the biggest mega bitches to currently step foot within the company. Crystal liked them in return and she actually enjoyed the Japan trip. She smiled as she looked around before pulling out her phone, and her eyes lit up.

“OMG OMG OMG!!!!”

Teddy walked over as he stared deeply into her eyes. “What are you getting all excited about?!”

“They are going to show off the new Detective Conan movie in a few hours… We need to go get a seat….”


“OH shit for real Case Closed?!” Teddy said back, which Crystal nodded. “DON’T CALL IT BY IT’S STUPID RIDICULOUS AMERICAN NAME… IT’S DETECTIVE CONAN!!!!!! Come on we have to see if Ran finally finds out about Shunichi’s identity!” Crystal takes off into the distance as teddy follows closely behind. Kate just stands there dumbfounded as she runs after them. “WAIT A MINUTE YOU STILL HAVEN’T GIVEN ME MY CHAMPIONSHIP BACK!”

Kate can only run after them in return as she takes off after them. It seems like the trio is in for a day of great gun and Japanese culture as they kill a few more days before the next edition of Climax Control. We leave them on this image. All with the territory of being part of the Mass Media Militia right?

 Off Camera
Los Angeles, California
Marriage Counseling 101

As we last left off Crystal and her husband Jonathan had gotten into a huge fight over her newfound business relationship with Matt Stone. The two really loved one another but lately it seemed as if they were miles apart so Crystal had mentioned that they should go to marriage counseling TOGETHER and that’s where we are now. Crystal was sitting down by herself in the lobby of a shrink’s office. Despite talking up to her husband how much the two of them should maybe go to counseling together Crystal decided to go to a marriage counselor by HERSELF. Her attention was caught by her cell phone. She couldn’t help as she looked down at her Twitter account and typed out her usual daily tweet. @Crystal_Hilton “Hello everyone from your SILVER SCREEN QUEEN!” She hit the send button before turning the display off of her phone.

A few moments went by and the receptionist spoke out to her. “Miss Hilton… The doctor will see you now…”

Crystal couldn’t help but snap back as she rose out of her chair beaming daggers right into the younger woman. “That’s MILLAR to you… How hard is it to call me MRS. MILLAR….”

“Ma’am I only go by what’s on your insurance card... “ She said back politely but Crystal wasn’t having that as she made her way to the counter. “Ma’am?! I AM NOT THAT OLD!!!! 20s! You hear that I am in my twenties!”

“Look can you please just go see the doctor before I have to call security on you… You are causing a commotion and making things very uncomfortable for our other guests.”

Crystal looked around noticing that she was the ONLY one in the lobby before she moved back her eyes to the woman. “Other customers?! There’s nobody else in here… You know what… I’ll just go see the damn doctor…”

As she walked away the young receptionist spoke under her breath. “Hollywood where everyone thinks they are an A-Lister and have an attitude…”


Crystal didn’t say anything as she walked down the hallway making her way to the doctor’s office She stepped inside noticing the sofa and couldn’t help herself as she immediately jumped onto the couch kicking her jordan’s off as she placed her small feet on the couch with her arms stretched behind her back.

“Hey there Doc...So let’s get this marriage counseling thing under way…”

Sitting behind a desk was an elderly gentleman, looking down at his papers barely taking notice of the woman who walked into his office. Five seconds passed, then ten, then twenty, all the while the man was still looking down at the papers, making a little tick with a pen in his hand when he read something he wanted to take note of.

One thing Crystal didn’t like was being ignored and the doctor that she was paying had already broke the first commandment of the book of Crystal Millar. Don’t ignore the Silver Screen Queen or in this case it was really going to be a Scream Queen moment.

“Ahem… Hey Doctor dipshit… Client sitting right here on your sofa… You should be quick to ask me what’s going on with me and my problems. Isn’t that what you supposedly get paid to do? Besides total movie star and wrestling sensation sitting here. You might want to give me the attention that I deserve… Crystal Hilton-Millar ring a bell? Well it should best women’s wrestler in the world back in 2011 voted by the world as such. Or you might have seen me on a silver screen or a television set. Ready to give me attention yet?”

She sighs as she slowly sits up staring daggers right into the elderly man. The man looks up at her, taking note of her confrontational attitude towards authority and jots something down on a notepad before getting up and walking over to the chair he had set up opposite the couch,

“My apologies Miss, I was under the impression that we were waiting on your husband. Normally, you see, in marriage counseling I see both parties at the same time to create an open dialogue.”

He wasn’t trying to sound condescending, he just had one of those voices.

“Husband? Oh no… He thought this was a tad extreme but since I did promise him we would do this counseling thing I figured I could go for the both of us. Seeing if I could get something out of it…” Crystal smiles as she looks right at the elderly man.

“Isn’t that what marriage is all about? Having the two become one… Being there to take on each other’s needs… Yep I think I got this marriage thing down. Wouldn’t you agree?”

The man just nods his head, jotting down something else on his pad. “Yes, very much. So, in your own words, what is it that seems to be the problem? What led you to seeking professional help?” A basic prodding question to open up the session, two people or one, the doctor was still being paid the same, might as well treat it like any other session.

Crystal smiled as she leaned back in the chair. “Well it seems like my husband and I have differing opinions on my choice of friends. So there’s this guy named Matt… Matt Stone but we call him Sorry Ass Matt Stone… Anyway lately I’ve been playing loads of video games with him online. Anyway he’s a cool guy a bit handsome too but that’s beside the point. The point is he’s been helping me with my career. Helping me restore some of my confidence and just overall in his own unique way helping me cope with some things…”

Crystal sighs in return. “Yeah he might have been a little disrespectful to my daughter, and he might have a thing for looking at my ass but aside from all of that. He’s been helping me restore credibility to my acting career. To my wrestling career although I do tend to drive him insane every time I say the phrase SILVER SCREEN QUEEN, but it’s kinda my thing. Jonathan however doesn’t like this attention I am giving Matt. He feels like he’s just using me, and is upset that I didn’t go to him for help but should I have really gone to him first?”

Crystal scoffs a bit. “I own this football team now which I asked Matt to help me with, and as much as I want to ask Johni for help… He’s English what does he know about football and I don’t mean that ridiculous sport that people play where they kick a God Damn ball for hours and the time runs up, but aside of that. It just seems like him and I have our share of issues and it’s not like I am fucking anyone behind his back. I love my husband. I am a one man woman, and if there’s anyone that he should be afraid of honestly it’s myself because I have this habit of being a total bitch, and loving myself more than I should…”

The doctor hums as that last part as if agreeing with it as he jots down some more notes, listening to Crystal very carefully. “So it appears that at the root of these issues is trust. Whether he does or doesn’t, you feel like your husband, Jonathan you said? He doesn’t trust you and because of these, you’ve reached out to someone else who you feel more appreciates you?”

‘WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE DOESN’T TRUST ME?! He trusts me to be his wrestling manager although in that case… What usually ends up happening is me sort of taking his spotlight, and then recently he told me I wasn’t allowed to escort him until I learned how to behave myself… But I don’t see myself doing anything wrong. I mean he should be in my shoes for once. He was a never was… At least people can say I was a has been although I REALLY FREAKING HATE IT when people say that kind of stuff about me because I know I am way better than that… I wish he trusted me more… He act’s like I am sleeping with all these guys I talk too. Mainly I am just looking for more attention that’s all.”

The doctor nods and jots more things down. “Do you realize that you just questioned whether or not he trusts you and then said you wished he trusted you more? It’s quite often that people pick up on these little subtle things themselves and then subconsciously act on them without ever actually acknowledging they exist. So you could have known for months, or at least thought that he didn’t trust you and so you acted out to try and get his attention. All of this interaction with that Stone fellow, was this before, or after he asked you to learn to behave?”

“Ummmm to be honest I think all of this interaction came after that but that shouldn’t really matter at all right? Look Stone is a good guy… Well actually he’s really a big douche but once you get to know him he’s an ok guy I guess. Anyway I wish that Jonathan would just have faith that I wouldn’t do anything to hurt him and even at my very worst I wouldn’t do anything to break the trust of our marriage. There was a time where I got super shitfaced drunk with some of my friends and he picked me up in the late hours of the night to make sure I didn’t do anything stupid. I am not the most sane of people at times and I love Jonathan that he accepts me especially considering my horrible past of being a terrible mother among other things.”

Crystal sighs in return. “I just want to be the best wife that I can possibly be for my husband… That’s all I want at the end of the day and I want him to feel like he can trust me no matter the situation that I am in…”

After jotting something else down, the doctor looks up at Crystal. “Normally, this is where I would turn to your husband and ask him what he thinks about all of this, but seeing as he’s not here, that naturally leads me to my next question. Is any of this something you’ve expressed to him?”

“Does what he thinks really matter in any of this? I am the diva… I am the one with the money and he’s mooching off of my name and my assets. I am a firm believer that the wife should get what she want’s… After all you seem to be a married man…” She smiles looking at the wedding band around his finger.

“I was once told that the life of a married man revolves around this…” She grins as she takes his hand and points it downwards on her body before she grins. “And as long as THIS is at stake… That’s all that really matters right? Even you cannot deny that… Your psychological wisdom should tell you that much…”

“So…” The doctor starts, looking down at his notes before continuing. “If I’m hearing you right, you want your husband to trust you, to believe in you more and take your feelings and wishes better into consideration while at the same time, fear that one wrong move on his part could result in you leaving?”

Crystal nods her head.

“EXACTLY… Wow doctor you really do know how I think… What do you suggest? He should answer my every call… Show his loyalty, his appreciation. Everything of the sort… After all he should respect someone who proudly calls herself a Si…. Well I am not going to get into it but you get where I am coming from.”

“Well” He says, looking up from his notepad and crossing his legs. “From what I can tell, and granted that is only after having met one of you, it would appear that you like to be in control at every stage of your life, be it your personal life, your professional life, your social life, what have you, and maybe without realizing it, you’ve let your way of living affect the others around you. Now you say that you love your husband and you want to be with him at all costs, but rather than being with him now, you’ve come here to basically see if you can get an ‘I told you so’ for him. There is very little growth we can achieve with just one of you, at least as far as a healthy relationship goes, but if you’re looking to better yourself, I can make a recommendation.”

“Of course you can, and I know it probably involves me coming BACK here since you get that big payday, but enlighten me. How wrong is Jonathan how much should he bend to my every need?”

“Well, I meant a recommendation to a colleague of mine that specializes in one on one sessions, and as for your husband? I don’t believe he should bend to any beck and call. A successful relationship, let alone marriage, is about compromise and communication. If all you’re looking for is someone who’s beneath you, someone to come when you ring a bell, marriage might not be for you. That’s my professional opinion.”

“Right…” She says pie facing him. “You make the recommendation. Perhaps we can find someone more suitable for my needs. I have no problem with that… Thank you for your time…. Bye Felicia…” She says as she turns her back to the man walking herself out of the office.







On Camera

The cameras open up and we find ourselves at Crystal’s movie studio Rose Productions. Crystal is smiling as she is clad in a long trench coat she is wearing a holy cross around her neck and she reaches into her pocket and pulls out some silver bullets. She grins as her daughter Brittany walks into the scene as she giggles.

Brittany: Hello everybody I am the daughter of Crystal Hilton, and as you can see tonight in front of the world’s eye. My mom has decided to cosplay as one of my favorite video game characters. Richter Belmont from the Castlevania series and go ahead mom. Why don’t you tell the world about what it means to be a vampire hunter.

Crystal: There is a threat upon our rosters everyone…

Brittany: A threat?

Crystal: Yes a major threat! There’s one among our roster who claims to be a vampire assassin. Now what exactly does that mean? Honestly I haven’t a clue but I plan to rid this nuisance once and for all so what I have right now is a holy cross.

Brittany: Kill the threat!

Crystal: A wooden stake…

Brittany: Kill it literally!

Crystal: Silver bullets.

Brittany: Boom headshot!

Crystal: And most of all holy water… So let us down this threat… Let us end this charade once and for all and may we put an end to the career that is Lucy Seraphina…

Brittany and Crystal look at one another as they can’t help but break into a giggle fit and suddenly Crystal pulls the trench coat off before she tosses all of the items to the ground. She motions to her daughter to leave the scene as it’s now the camera looking directly at Crystal. She can’t help but laugh as she shakes her head and begins to speak to the audience.


“Now as fun as it was let us get to the seriousness of everything. Truth be told I don’t give a damn what Seraphina is and I personally don’t care what she wants to be. At the end of the day there’s only one thing I look to prove at Blaze of Glory and that’s simply that I am the better wrestler and I am looking to put the wooden stake right through her career. Is she good? Why of course she’s good. One who could become a singles champion and hold that Internet Championship with pride deserves to have that respect but I will be damn if I let everything I worked so hard for go down the drain just because I couldn’t get the job done when it mattered the most. I have worked as hard as I possibly could for these past few months to prove that I belong at the top of the food chain.

I have worked my ass off going undefeated ripping through the competition beating opponent after opponent just to show that I am better than every single bombshell on this roster now and I won’t stop what I have been doing since the beginning of the year now. It’s not a matter of me not being able to stop. It’s a matter that I simply can’t stop.

Do you know how depressing it would be for me to just lose all of the momentum I have right now Lucy? I know to everyone I am just that superficial woman who has no respect for anything or anyone but at the end of the day there’s only one thing that I am after. One thing that has eluded me for the past five years, and that’s having the ability that I am a World Champion…

It’s driving me to the point of insanity and right now it’s all I dream about. It’s all I think about, and it’s the only thing that I want for my career. Nobody remembers second place. The only thing on everyone’s mind is having the ability to say that I came in first for something and this blast from the past tournament is no different.

Despy is showcasing me in a new light because truthfully I am not that really plays nice with others. It’s something that doesn’t sit well with me but I have been able to put my own selfish desires behind in order to be a great partner for Despy. He doesn’t look at me in the same light that everyone else does. He sees me as a great competitor and I am finally starting to believe in my own hype.

My good friend Natalie McKinley tells me that I don’t have anything to be worried about and I am sort of starting to believe in that philosophy. I am the best woman in this entire tournament. Hell I am the best bombshell this year. Who else can honestly say that they have been undefeated? Who else can say that they have beaten everybody that has been placed against them in order to make an impact?

In my eyes not many can say that but that has been the story of my career this year. And it’s not like I am beating down scrubs or anything like that. I am beating opponents that I have never beaten before or opponents who are considered to be the cream of the crop by everyone.

Let’s just look at it… Keira in that Absolution match was beaten by me, and that’s someone who I have never been able to beat at all. I beat the current Internet Champion in Mercedes. I beat Melanie who made me leave an arena on a stretcher and that was someone who I had never been able to beat before now.

And of course I beat my good friend Roxi Johnson who is a multiple champion… One title away from saying she could be considered a Grand Slam Champion… I have beaten anybody that’s anybody, and now the only thing that remains is beating Lucy, and Despy holding his own against Staggs so that we can come out of this with that big win.

It’s either win or go home for me, and there’s no telling when a chance like this might come up again. What hurts the most is the fact that Melanie is fighting for a SCW Bombshell Championship match at this very event. What kind of nonsense is that? I have busted my ass for the entire year. I didn’t drop the ball in a tag team title match. I have beaten everybody that has been lined up in front of me and now I have to fight for something that someone like her is being given for LOSING…

That’s what makes me different I guess… I don’t want to be rewarded for making it so close yet being so far… No I want to go ahead and get that guaranteed win and I want to use this tournament as a way to make a statement. A statement to all of the other bombshells on the roster that I won’t be denied, and that nobody can touch me inside of that ring.

But as much as I can talk myself up is doesn’t mean anything if I can’t take care of business in the middle of that ring so that’s why this match is all that crucial.

Every… Single… Tournament… Match…. Despy has been the one to pick up the win for the team and it’s killing me because I know there’s that big breakout moment waiting for me.  The funny thing about Despy is the guy has won so much he doesn’t really need this but he’s doing it simply so I can make my mark on this industry and as much as he is putting into me. I can’t let him down at all…

I can’t let him think I am not prepared for this. Lucy you have had your moment of glory. You have been in the limelight before. You had that when you were the Internet Champion but for me I haven’t had that since I could remember and I feel like this is my year. This is the year that I finally get over that hump and this is the era of Crystal Millar.

I have a daughter who is pulling for me. A best friend who keeps pulling for me, and of course a close knit of friends that want me to win. But that is honestly irrelevant to me.

The only thing that I care about is what I can do once I step out into that ring and as much as an assassin that you might be Lucy. I am the one that is going to pick my spots. I am the one who has you locked in my sight because you are the only thing that is standing in between my path to the top. The only thing standing in my way of a title shot.

I am the forgotten. The one nobody wanted to give a chance. The mistake whose biological mother didn’t want her. I truly will emerge from this perfect and there isn’t anything you can do to stop that.

And I rather not see a potential you and Melanie Supercard. I for one don’t want to see that but I do want to see is my name in the limelight. My name in the bright lights as I compete for what belongs to me and I told everyone that’s the ONLY thing that matters to me right now.

It has always been about me, myself, and I, and this match will be no different. In fact all this match is going to do is help feed my ego for me. While I move on to the greatness of strengthening my credibility, my legacy, and my overall ego. You will be nothing more than an afterthought. The long forgotten. The woman that I used to springboard my way into the title picture, and that’s saying a lot.

You might get handed something for being a runner up. After all it worked for Melanie so it should work the same for you right?

Ok maybe that was a tad cruel but at this point I don’t need a filter. I simply call it how I see it and right now how childish the beginning of this promo might have seen. You could see the message right in there as clear as day. I am going for the kill shot. I am going in for the kill and Blaze of Glory will be the night where the assassin is the one that get’s marked.

It’s going to be the night where the final exclamation point get’s made on this path to the SCW Bombshell Championship match. It’s the night where I finally get what I want and my destiny becomes that much clearer. Everything comes into focus on Sunday. It’s all or nothing in Phoenix and for me personally I am placing all of my cards on the table.

I am all in to make something happen. Hopefully this gamble ends up giving me the big payout in the long run. Hell hath no fury like Crystal Millar when she is pissed off.

Brittany: BOOM HEADSHOT!!!

Thanks Brittany… In case you don’t understand what my daughter was saying. That’s me going in for the kill, and I have everything lined up in front of me.

All that’s left is for me to grab it by myself. I don’t need holy water, a stake or anything as ridiculous as that sounds. The only thing I need are my fists and I will pound my way into position. It’s what I am best at doing…

Staggs, Lucy… See you both in the ring but at Blaze of Glory. The Silver Screen Queen will reign supreme and there isn’t a damn thing that anybody can do to stop it.

Despy are you ready for the Angelic Hollywood Fantasy Teddy Bear Power tandem to do what we are best at? Let’s go out there and do it…

ALL HAIL THE SILVER SCREEN QUEEN!!!!!!!!!!!!

Crystal smiles as we fade out on her image.






Off Camera
Phoenix Arizona
Some Restaurant

Crystal Millar found herself sitting down at a booth in a restaurant. After visiting the marriage counselor by herself Crystal just had to see Matt Stone. She just had to get some things off of her chest to the Canadian. She waited patiently as she looked through the menu hoping she could find something she would like to eat in the meantime.

“I didn’t realize you were such a fan of Seinfeld.” Came the usual snark of the aforementioned Canadian as he looked at the seat across from Crystal, the ever dapper Matt Stone takes off his leather jacket and tosses it inside the booth before sliding in. “Didn’t really peg you as a diner type of person, figures you were more into those superficial five star restaurants where you have to be someone to get a table.”

“Hell no… Paying like endless A la carte money and don’t get my money’s worth?! When it comes to food they better give me what I paid for… Besides I might be a bitch. I might be superficial but I am not that bougy....” She smiles looking right into Stone’s eyes. “And don’t even ask me what bougy means there’s an urban dictionary for a reason, but I am happy you finally decided to show up. I have something I need to get off of my chest.”

Crystal puts the menu on the table as she leans as far back against the booth seat as she can, Stone pulling out his phone to look up what “bougy” means. “The last time I saw you, you and my best friend Zelda were running out of the hotel room together. How did your little date go, and I swear you better not have done anything stupid to her. I will hurt you if you did…”

Stone rolled his eyes, remembering his little escapade with Zelda. “Meh, it was okay, I guess. Nothing worth writing home about and I’m certainly not going to call her, if that’s what you’re worried about. I assure you I didn’t do anything stupid, as you put it. In fact, I didn’t do much of anything.”

Crystal sighs in relief thinking about it but then she changes her demeanour as she stares daggers right into him. “What do you mean didn’t do much of anything? What was the problem… Hot little nerdy girl. She was practically all over you. What’s the problem? Was her Dallas Cowboys fandom the reason the you got turned off? I thought someone like her would have been right up your wheel house. Please elaborate because while I might be a mega bitch. That is my best friend and I would hope you didn’t do anything that would make me jump across this table and slap you for.”

Matt raises an eyebrow at that, chuckling a bit. “You enjoy threatening me, don’t you? Well I assure you that I don’t care what football team someone roots for and the little nerdy schtick she had going on was pretty hot, if I’m honest, but I don’t think things would work out between us. She did something while we were out and I just couldn’t look at her the same way again. Pretty cut and dry.” He finished, setting his phone down, looking a little annoyed that the word “bougy” existed.

Crystal crossed her arms once again as she tapped her foot against the floor. “And what exactly did she do? Did she call you a goomba? Did she tell you how she calls her fanbase zombies… Or perhaps she went on her long over the top explanation why Final Fantasy 7 is the best game ever, and tried to cut you down with her lightsaber. Please do tell… I am dying to hear what it was that turned you right off…”

Matt sighed, he was trying to avoid saying what had turned him off cause, admittedly, it was pretty petty, but still. “No, any of that stuff would have been fine, I’m actually a fan of Final Fantasy 7, though I think it’s a little over hyped. No, she sneezed.” He finished bluntly, like it was a completely normal thing to say.

“So let me get this straight…” The Latina said as she shook her head in disgust. “A hot attractive adorkable girl comes your way. Who likes the stuff you like and all because she sneezed you said that’s it? Can you lean over the table for just a moment… I got something I need to tell you…”

She smiles motioning Matt with one single finger, who was having none of that. “Can you keep it down?” He asked, looking around to see if anyone was listening. “Yes, that’s why I ended it and I’d appreciate you not trying to hit me over it.”

Crystal giggled in return. “I am glad you know me so well because you were honestly going to get slapped hard but seriously though. You just can’t do that to girls. Especially one I consider my best friend. What happens if I wasn’t married and I sneezed around you. You would just kick me to the curb because of it? Doesn’t that sound silly?” She smiled feeling at ease with him.

Matt thought for a second. “Sure it sounds silly, that’s why I don’t like to live in hypothetical worlds. Luckily for both of us, you don’t sneeze, that’s like the best part about you, and the fact that you’re married means I don’t have to worry about kicking you to the curb, right? Strictly professional what we do.”

Crystal nodded her head slowly as she now felt UNEASY. She looked deeply into the eyes of the man sighing looking right into his eyes. “Yeah… About that… Honestly that’s sort of the reason I brought you here today. Where should I even start… If I am to be completely blunt. I like you Matt… That’s right I Crystal Hilton-Millar like you Matthew Stone, and it’s driving Jonathan nuts. I went to counseling on this issue, and I love my Jonathan. So how can we fix this…AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN KICK ME TO THE CURB?! CHRISTINA ROSE LOPEZ HILTON DE MILLAR doesn’t get kicked to the curb by anyone… You hear me?! By no one...”

She let’s out a scream before she regains her composure before gently pointing at her and Matt. “How can we fix any of this… So I can get these crazy thoughts out of my head so Jonathan doesn’t get mad…”

Matt just looks at hr for a moment, blinking. “You like me? I’m not sure if you’re new to the whole liking someone thing, but you usually don’t threaten to slap the people you like, at least I don’t think you do, I’ve never really threatened to slap someone before.” He starts trailing off before realizing there was a serious question in there. “As for what we can do to fix this...I don’t know that there is anything really to fix. So you like me, big deal, lots of people like me, that doesn’t mean anything has to happen, look at your friend there, I’m pretty sure she liked me and nothing happened. Nothings going to happen with you and I, either, so you can stop worrying your pretty little head about it.” He added, matter of factly.

“Oh so you looking at my ass is simply just looking? And all of those flirting comments they don’t really mean anything to you?” She said trying to gain an understanding of where he was coming from.

“Pretty much” he says, once again matter of factly, looking over the menu now. “I flirt with a lot of people, and I mean a LOT, just check my twitter feed sometime, it really doesn’t mean anything as as for me looking at your ass? I gotta look somewhere, right? Might as well make it an enjoyable view, and if there’s one thing I’ll say about you Crystal, it’s that you provide an enjoyable view.”

Crystal slowly nods her head as she tried to find the right words to say. “That might be true for you but for me I feel like it’s all been real to me… And Jonathan and I fought over you. But truth be told I never felt it was just looking to me. I felt like it was something I wanted and I am a lot of things but for the past two months I have poured my heart out to you. I was even jealous when you ran out of that hotel room with Zelda to begin with. Jealous that it wasn’t me. In public in front of the entire world on social media. I am that Bitch. The one with the major reputation to protect but right now. When you get me out like this. I feel vulnerable like no amount of makeup could cover what it is that I am feeling, and I feel like I have been hurt…”

The Latina grabs a napkin as she begins to dab her eyes. “I really like you Matt… I truly do but I feel like no matter what I do is hurting Jonathan and I don’t want to do that to him… He deserves that much from me to be sincere but at the same time I don’t want any of this to be awkward because personal attraction aside. I know you can come across as an asshole but you have been genuinely nice to me, and I like the friendship that we have with one another. Our banter, our everything. I want your friendship… So what can we do so that we can emerge from this without me losing a friend or tarnishing a marriage. Do you have anything in mind?”

Matt finishes looking over the lunch specials before setting the menu down, looking across at Crystal who’s dabbing at her eye. “Are you serious right now? We really don’t have to do anything, and trust me, you have no reason to be jealous of Zelda…”

“YES I DO HAVE TO BE JEALOUS… I have known her for 7 years now and while she may not wrestle anymore… People have always considered me to be in her shadow! People have seen her win World Championship after World Championship while I get left in the dust. She might be my best friend but there has always been that level of animosity from my end… If you walked a day in my shoes you would understand. Just like the days you wanted to have that certain level of evil awesomeness that my ex husband had… It’s like the same thing Matt… Except for me it hurts because it would be shitty of me to turn away my best friend and I don’t want to be considered THAT girl…”.

“You have an ex husband, too? Fuckin’ hell.” He shakes his head, realizing this might not be the best time for jokes. “Be that as it may, as I was saying, as far as I’m concerned, you don’t have a reason to be jealous of her. She doesn’t do what we do anymore, she’s not a star anymore, she’s the one in the shadows while you’re out here in the limelight. All the eyes are on you and what you do matters so much more than what she does. All of your accomplishments are what people are going to see now, but that also means that all of your failures will be amplified as well. Now if you want to be the type of person who hopelessly tries to juggle a personal life and a business venture, then I suppose you can keep going down this path, but if you want to be a star without scandals, you need to get together with that idiot husband of yours and sort this shit out. And for the love of God, keep me out of it. I’m here to help your career, not help you get a divorce.”

“Keep you out of it?! You are my manager… It’s kind of hard to keep you out of the loop when you are right in the thick and thin of everything but I think I have a solution that can solve all of our problems I think… It would make me happy and it would definitely help you with your not being able to maintain a relationship self. How about we take you through the steps of speed dating?” Crystal says with a grin.

“Now before you say no hear me out… We could make it a big publicity thing right under my movie studio… It gives me more fame and money. My name will constantly be thrown out there and women can line up to date such a fine Bachelor such as yourself. Could be fun… Plus we could actually find someone that could stick with you and be good for your needs. Just think of all the women lining up to meet you? It could spell ratings…”

Once again matt just sits there, blinking. “So let me get this straight. In order for you to stop crushing on me like a schoolgirl you’re proposing that you set up some Bachelor like reality show with your name on it in order to get you more money, fame, and possibly find me someone I can tolerate for more than fifteen minutes? Remember earlier when I said that I wasn’t really someone who threatened to slap people? Well you’re making quite the case for me to change my mind with that idea.”

“Oh come on though it’s an excellent idea… Jonathan can ease back plus it could potentially get you laid… How isn’t that amazing for you? Plus money all around…” She says with an evil grin.

“I assure you…” Matt interjects before this gets any further. “If I want to get laid, I don’t have any problems. This circus you’ve dreamt up isn’t the answer.”

Crystal grins evilly as she looks deeply into Matt’s eyes. “Ok… Well let’s put it like this you WILL go through this or I might just tell the entire world that Matt Stone is afraid of a little….” Crystal sucks a lot of air in with her nose as she can feel it coming on. A sneeze but she quickly places her finger under her nose to stop it. “Sneeze… You want the whole world to know what it is that you are afraid of? If not YOU will go through with this… Got it?”

Matt’s face goes from quizzical to mortified in about half a second, looking across at the SSQ with a mix of shock and horror. “You wouldn’t…” He says, though he’s not sure if he believes it or not, this was Crystal Hilton afterall.

“Oh the truth is I would… I definitely would. So be a good little boy, and we can take this one step at a time… Don’t worry I promise you will so enjoy this Matt… Not as much as me though… Now how about we get to ordering some food….” She grins holding a finger up. “OH WAITER I THINK WE ARE READY TO GET SOMETHING NOW!”

“Fuck” was all that Matt Stone could say to that.

 


In The Mind Of A Silver Screen Queen
Blog Entry
Mood: Pumped
Time To Get This Work


Hello everyone. I know, I know… You all are really getting sick and tired of hearing me say this by now but I am your Silver Screen Queen, and you have the fortune of reading my blog. This Blast For The Past tournament is really shaping up to be something else and I feel like this is helping me move in the right direction with my wrestling career. Wrestling is not just a passion of mine but it is also my entire life, and lately it just feels like I always seem to fall short when it means the most.

This tournament is a refresher for me because while many people enter it with the sake of teaming up with people they would never work with in a million years or doing so for the sake of having a good time I am in this tournament for one thing and one thing only, and you would be a fool if you entered this without wanting the prize that lies at the end of it all. The chance to compete for the biggest prize in the company. The SCW Bombshell Championship.

That’s the prize that I have laid my eyes upon since day one and at this stage in my career it’s the only thing that I long for. I have been wrestling for 12 years now getting my start training at my father’s wrestling school back in Mexico at the age of 16. It’s the only place where I really found myself fitting. I know people are quick to come down on me because all they could ever see is the prima donna. The woman who looks like she would rather live the high life with the spotlight always being down on her. Or the woman so invested into her movies but as good as all of that might be.

And trust me I do love seeing me on the screen it’s magical whenever I invade a box office near you. I think the thing I would rather want more than anything else in this world is to be on top of the wrestling world again because then I would know that I am making it. Then I would know that all 12 of those years of busting my ass working my way from the lows of being just some slutty high school dropout who had a child at the age of 12. Didn’t go to waste. They will see that I am still the same woman that left wrestling school and am ready to take my throne, and if there was ever a time to kick it up a notch and step up.

NOW… Would definitely be that time. When I was growing up it was hard for me, and I get it. You all have gotten accustomed to seeing me on your television sets. Being the most rudest and obnoxious person that you have ever laid your eyes upon but I have a reason for doing what I do. It’s because everyone always looked down upon me.

Do you know how hard it is to find out that your birth is due to the simple fact that your biological mother couldn’t keep her legs closed when she went away on Spring Break? That no matter how much you try to claim perfection it will all be a lie considering you were a mistake from a beginning?

Or the fact that you weren’t even wanted that your very own biological mother had to dump you off as her older sister’s problem, and you grow up in a very poor household with your aunt as a mother, and living in a house with 4 other siblings or cousins. However you want to look at it as not accepting you because you looked different from them. That your were biracial mixed with something else.

And that same philosophy being carried over into the public school system where every single day of your life. All of the other students would ridicule you for being a mutt and different. It wasn’t easy being different in the heart of an inner city. It wasn’t easy watching your adopted mother or aunt. However you want to look at it like struggle to put food on the table. Doing the best she could to provide for her six children.

That’s what I had to deal with growing up and you find your warmth in the comfort of another individual but both of you were young, stupid, and naive. To the point where you kill your own childhood by having a child so young, and it’s not like I could have said no to the baby especially considering in the family I grew up in we don’t really believe in abortion.

It was a lot to take in but through it all I have found a way and the reason I bring it up is because no matter what I have been going through. I have never forgotten where I have came from and I don’t ever want to forget it because it has shaped me into who I am today.

Wrestling was always an outlet for me. A way would I could pour all of my frustrations into the confines of the ring, and I could be that superstar that I always wanted to be. In that ring I am that superstar and I no longer have to worry about why I lost my college scholarship because of my teenage pregnancy. Why I decided to be a high school dropout. The only thing that really matters is that I can come out to the ring and be myself.

Why am I being so open to all of you?

It’s because this week I am stepping into the ring with a good friend of mines in Roxi Johnson, and to be honest any other opponent. I would do what I have been doing. I would cheat out of the ass. I would find a way to be a bitch and purposely get into their mind but Roxi doesn’t deserve this because she honestly is the epitome of what a friend in this business should be. Every single week I somehow find a way to make it into her #WCW Woman Crush Wednesday and she calls me out as being a friend.

And it really warms my heart because I have said so much about her wife Keira. How I honestly don’t care for her and am still bitter about the way she took my Roulette Championship away from me, but Roxi has never once come down on me. She never has ever frowned upon me on what I did and I respect that so much about her.

It’s like I am free to be myself and if I associate with the wrong people Roxi will still be my friend and she doesn’t hold a grudge. Thank you so much Roxi words can’t express how I feel about you but if they could be summarized into three simple words. They would be.

I Love You…

And that’s something that I say that I truly mean and I don’t say that to that many people. Hell I never even said that to my best friend but there’s something special about you Roxi because you know the ins and outs of this business, and you are mature enough that you don’t let that much affect you.

So I figured if you were so open about everything the least I could do for you in return is give you a sincere and honest Crystal Millar, but if you want sincerity in its purest form. You will be getting a sincere Christina Rose Hilton Lopez Millar. I know it’s a mouthful but that’s who I am and we have that type of friendship.

Although it may seem at times that we really don’t interact that much your kindness goes a long way and I respect that. So I thank you for not being judgemental towards me. When we step into the ring I will do my best to not cheat, to not pull some underhanded tactic, or anything of the sort because you don’t deserve that.

If I am going to win it’s because I want to do so by beating you straight up not because I had to pull out some bs to get the job done.

However now that we got all of that nice stuff out of the way I have to tell you like it is Roxi. As it currently stands I want to get that shot at the SCW Bombshell Championship more than you could even realize. It’s hard for me as a person to be in a position where people are telling you that you are washed up. That you don’t have it in you anymore, and your days of glory are left in the past.

I don’t want that to be the case and with a top tier title drought of about four years I am desperate to get back on top again and winning this tournament may be the only way that I can actually get there. I believe I want this much more than you do Roxi and I am not saying that to disrespect you but let’s just face the facts. You have had your moment in the sun in this company.

You have had a pair of Bombshell Championship reigns to go along with your pair of Bombshell Internet Championship reigns and you are in the middle of a very lengthy Tag title reign. To the point where you could perhaps shatter the current record. That’s very impressive Roxi and I respect all that you do.

You are basically one title away from becoming the only Grand Slam Bombshell Champion.

Wow… Simply wow, but on my side of the coin you have the woman who hasn’t been relevant or consistent to even keep her own title. I had one little Roulette reign that ended much shorter than it should have. You have me who hasn’t been consistent and it’s driving me insane. I have been to the dance on multiple occasions but I haven’t done anything to make it worthwhile and actually come through in the clutch.

You on the other hand Roxi and that’s where we differ.

But as it stands now all I can do is dream, sleep, and think about becoming on the top of the world again. It’s the only thing that’s running through my mind and it’s the only thing that I want at the end of the day. I have Despy to work with and it’s amazing that I actually have the King of SCW to work with.

But if I truly am to be the Queen that I always preach about being. I need to have something I can call a crown. A trinket that I can hold on my own and it comes in the form of what Sam Marlowe currently has. How do I get there?

I have to win…

It’s not a case of putting up a good showing and praying it happens. The one guarantee is winning this tournament and after that I will get what’s owed to me it’s as simple as that. I consider you the best bombshell on the roster right now. When people were struggling to find a way to find a way to beat Mikah you not only beat her in a tag team match but you pinned her in a singles match.

You always have a way of beating the best and I want to put that to the test against who I feel is the best in the division. All of these years of frustration of not being good enough. I have no choice but to win here.

It’s a win or go home situation and on any given day anybody can indeed beat anybody.

Just ask my Spartans if that wasn’t the case considering the way they overlooked Midd Tennessee in the tourney.

I just feel at this stage in our careers I need this way more than you do. You have made it to the top. If you retire today you will always be remembered in this company as one of the greatest bombshells to have ever stepped in the ring but for me it’s questionable at best.

That’s why I need to put all of my frustration into the one place where it matters the most. That being the ring. This is my chance at redemption. My chance at making in the big dance and I don’t want my bracket to be busted all because I couldn’t get the job done.

Brace yourself Roxi because you will see why they call me a Silver Screen Queen. It’s do or die, and I plan to leave it all in the ring.

This is my fight, my story, and I am not ready to close out the chapter on my career just yet.

For I am a Silver Screen Queen….

Welcome to my Queendom…  










Off Camera
Hollywood, California
Universal Studios

It was a sunny day in beautiful California, and Crystal had gotten a call that she was wanted for a special commercial gig. It was a while before she got a call for a gig that wasn’t with the production studio that she owned. Crystal arrived on the set in a pair of very tight form fitting black yoga pants along with a black sports bra. She was wearing sporty sunglasses and carried a bottle of water with her. The actress smiled as she had arrived at the place. She opened the doors to the studio with a wicked grin as she bursted right out onto the set.

“Don’t worry perfection has arrived. Someone feel free to get my trailer ready. I prefer M&M peanuts not the regular ones and Hilton or Millar it really doesn’t matter what you write on the back of my chair. Just as long as my name is in the middle of a huge star…”

“Have you tried walking into a place with a little bit of subtlety?” Comes the remark of the man walking in behind her, her newly assigned manager Matt Stone. Now as a current wrestler, his knowledge of such things as commercials and movies were a little lacking, but she had insisted that he come along with her. He was holding a bag for her, which was made evident by her face plastered all over it. “Maybe try endearing yourself to these people, might work out for you.”

“I shouldn’t have to endear myself to anybody… Hello Crystal Hilton. Fashion icon, star, and great with the nerdy community. Well except that incident at the comic book store but who is really keeping track of all that nonsense. Listen things operate differently on the set. You have to let them know you are a star. Especially someone like me. Maybe one day I might just let you be in a movie I produce. You definitely have the face for it…” Crystal walks a bit more onto the set smiling.

“I wonder what kind of commercial they want to shoot… If it’s for Madden 17 well they have the right girl because everywhere I go… I am ready to rumble to fumble… What does that even mean? Don’t really know but it sounds cool! But I wouldn’t expect a Ravens fan to know anything about that… Well not with Ray Lewis on the sidelines commentating Monday Night Football.”

Before Matt can say anything she immediately cuts him off. “And before you even question how many superbowls my team has won… It’s irrelevant at least we are important enough to get a Thanksgiving game so there, but you aren’t normal. Your Thanksgiving is in what October or something? Weak Canada…”

“Well you’re certainly not endearing yourself to me, that’s for sure.” He says, shaking his head as he follows her on the set. “So aside from insulting my country, my sports team and my knowledge of sets, is there anything else I should be ashamed of? Maybe you’re offended that my glasses are too tinted or that I’m not carrying this bag high enough from the ground?” He asks, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Then again, maybe if you ever held your own bag, I could see how it could be done.” He finishes with a smile.

“Obviously you NEVER played Until Dawn but let me give you the quick intro. Emily is basically me, and you are Matt literally. Matt knows his place and holds her bags while the rodeo drive princess is free to do her own thing. The pretty ones shouldn’t be getting their hands dirty, and that’s why I hired you. You can do all of the grunt work while I look as awesome as I usually do. Let’s never forget that…”

Crystal walks a few feet as she looks back at him. “Anyway let’s get going they are probably waiting for me to start this commercial although in Hollywood, everyone is always fashionably late. Just remember that and follow my lead. I guarantee you will go very far…”

“I’m just here to make sure you don’t start crying again.” He says low enough to not be heard, following her through passed a few people talking amongst themselves. One of them starts staring at Crystal as she passes and Stone is quick to step on his foot to get him to back off, shaking his head as he passes. “Only I may stare.” He once again says under his breath, resuming his favorable vantage point of the Silver Scream Queen.

Crystal finally reaches her destination as she walks right onto the set. It looks like they are filming a body lotion commercial. Crystal smiles as she looks at the director. “Okay I have arrived… Suntan lotion I presume? With me in a beautiful bikini, the product definitely will be leaving the shelves after my performance…”

“Yeah, definitely humble” Stone says to himself, standing off to the side as Crystal speaks with the director, having a look around, this place was certainly not lacking beautiful women. There was no less than half a dozen of them around the set, and although they were all wearing robes, it was quite clear they were all gorgeous. Certainly more than enough to capture Stone’s attention, leaving Crystal to sell herself to the director.

The director looks at the both of them before he turns his attention over to her. “It’s about time you showed up. We don’t have enough extras in the back scenary. We could use you two all the way in the back working the concession stand…”

Crystal raises an eyebrow as she stares daggers right into the man. “Wait a minute you want me to be an extra in your damn commercial?! No.. Obviously you don’t know who I am…”

“Huh?” Matt asked, looking away from a blonde extra towards the director. “Me? You want me to be in the commercial? Sweet, here I thought I was just going to be a bag boy.” He says, dropping the bag he was holding and literally taking his shirt off in three seconds flat. Not the most muscular man but he had zero shame about it, obviously not paying attention to Crystal’s outrage towards being an extra.

“Actually I wasn’t talking about you although we could use more males in this commercial and you seem like you have a nice body would be perfect and…”

“WAIT WHAT ABOUT ME?! I know you weren’t telling me to work some damn concession stand! I have never served food a day in my life… Hell I wouldn’t even trust me anywhere near a damn kitchen for that matter. Obviously there’s a mix up. I should be the highlight in this commercial not a damn after thought…”

“Actually we got Kristen Stewart to be the main attraction in this commercial…”

Crystal gives him a blank stare as she can’t help but be vulgar.

“Are you fucking kidding me right now? You would rather that non talent having piece of shit over someone with real talent? What’s more important. Someone that stars in a sparkly vampire movie or a woman such as me who is what everybody fantasizes about…”

Matt walks over to Crystal, handing her the big he had been carrying. “Here you are barmaid, you might wanna change into your suit.” He’s all smiles, nodding to the director. As he walks passed Millar, he chuckles and says “Got bumped for sorry ass Kristen Stewart.”

“Forget being sorry ass… She doesn’t even have one! But look at this…” Crystal turns her backside to the director as she smiles wickedly. “This right here is how an ass should look. And especially in a small bikini. Putting that lotion on but no you rather kick me to the curb for that non tanned skinny little pale bitch. What kind of weakness is that. You really don’t know what you are dealing with right now. Don’t have my people call your people.”

The director nods his head in agreement offering a yawn. “And tell me what exactly? How you are like every other hopeful that moves to Hollywood and thinks they can automatically have a big time movie career? Sorry but I am not impressed. Especially by someone who I am sure has had her share of winning a Razzie or two.”

“Excuse me?” Crystal says as she begins to take her earrings and other jewelry off, calmly handing them to her manager. “Can you be a sweetie and hold these for me?!”

“Uhhh, sure.” Matt says, holding her various rings. He probably should intervene in this, but he was finding it far too entertaining, and the best part, or worst part depending on who you are, is that she did have a point. You want to sell lotion, you probably shouldn’t be using someone as a model who doesn’t look like she’s ever spent an hour in the sun, let alone the amount of time that would be necessary for this kind of product. On top of that, Twilight sucked, so that was already a huge knock against emotionless Stewart. Say what you want about Crystal, but she certainly knew how to emote.

And what the director got was an earful. An earful and mixture of Spanglish thrown right into his face as Crystal snapped her fingers in front of him as she couldn’t help herself.

“Insert random Spanish swearing” Crystal was inches away from him as she continued to speak. “Obviously since you don’t even want to use me right. I can tell this isn’t really going to sell like it should. You know what consider me not interested in your commercial. And another thing I will have you know I have never won a razzie in my entire life. Ok I WAS INVITED TO the Academy Awards… It’s just there was a major mixup… That’s all and my invite was lost in the mail… Yes that was clearly what happened…”

“Somehow your daughter’s made it there on time, though.” Matt adds, not being able to help himself. Somehow egging her on just seemed like the best thing to do. “What is a Razzie, anyway?” He asked, having no idea what that term could mean, though he gleaned it wasn’t good through context.

“It’s a sorry ass award for horrible actors… Something I clearly don’t have! Listen here… I know how I can solve this mess.” Crystal looks at the bottle of lotion before she takes out her phone calling her own personal studio.

“Hey it’s me Christina… Look I need you to find me who contracted this dickhead to direct the commercial for ultimate block lotion. Call the company and maybe we can offer them a better deal at Rose Productions. I know for a fact that we could DO way better with hosting it in our studio and getting a better director. K thanks so much…”

Crystal hangs up the phone as she looks back at the director. “Don’t you worry… My people should definitely be calling your people…”

A Few moments go by and that’s when the director’s cell phone begins to ring. Crystal waves walking out with her back turned as she can’t help but giggle as she hears the man arguing in the background.

“Remember Matt the Golden rule…. Don’t ever fuck with Crystal Millar… It’s like a commandment or something…”

“I’ll keep that in mind...aren’t we going to stay and watch him cry, though? I think that would be oh so much fun!” He sounds way too excited, looking back at the man on his phone, holding out her jewelry for her to start reapplying. “For what it’s worth, you look way hotter than Kristen Stewart” He adds, though he’s still looking back at the director, not at her to add some validity to his compliment.

Crystal smiles nodding her head in agreement. “My studio get’s HIRED… to watch scrubby ass Director’s get FIRED…. Ehhh let’s get going he’s not worth it. I think I need to go to the beach now… This bikini has to get some work in right?” She smiles as she for once grabs her own bag as the two of them walk away.

 
You all love me!

I mean come on you all really love me don’t you all. Who else is ready to take this company by storm and demand to have a red carpet rolled out for them every time they appear on. Oh yeah that would be me. Who else in this company can show up and wrestle in a ridiculous match and beat not one but two women in the course of the same match in the same night in a five count match. Oh yeah that would also be me. At the end of the day you all have to sit there and admit that I am truly the best bombshell in this company, and despite who might be holding championships in this company.

It’s not a secret that I deserve to have a championship match thrown in my direction because I earned it. I know after winning that Absolution match there was some controversy over how I won. People didn’t like approve of my actions. They didn’t like how my husband helped me in the ring mainly a lot of crying from the likes of that talentless hack in Keira but it’s her fault because she put herself in that position.

Didn’t anyone remember for months upon months how she cashed in on me and she bragged to the world that I should have expected her, that she seized the moment and did what she had to do to blatantly “steal” the Roulette Championship from me in an unjust manner? Well a few weeks ago I would say I was happy to payback the favor when that Absolution match went in my favor. She could have broken up the pinfall. Honestly she was right there, I was well within her reach yet she just had the misfortune of getting cuffed by my husband.

You want to know how I feel about that situation? To be quite frank it’s not my fault. She just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, and I took advantage of it and won. It’s as simple as that.

She can bitch and moan how I had to cheat to win, and how stealing a win is the only way that I could have walked out with a win at the end of the day but when people see the end result of the match. Nobody cares how it happened. The only thing that truly matters in the end is the fact that I won, and that should be the only thing that people remember.

Yet when it’s someone else. People just brush it off and they look at these stars like they are amazing. Like they are the next big thing and destined for greatness, but where the hell is my respect? Where is my pat on the back.

Yet I don’t get any of that. I just get these other bombshells on the roster calling me a stalker. Calling me a cheater, and I even had Amy Marshall the other day calling me bargain bin again.

Really?

Is that what all of this has come down too? That everyone has to be so jelly of the superior talent that a woman like me possesses and instead of praising the ground that I walk on. Treating me like the true star that I am. That EVERYONE KNOWS I am they rather just shit on me and move on to something else.

That’s part of the main reason why I didn’t throw myself into that battle royal last week. As much as I think Mikah comes off as a stupid twat. A woman of my status, and the legacy that I carry in all of this business shouldn’t have to subject herself to competing in the ring with a bunch of randoms just to earn a championship match.

For reasons being that we all know I am much better than anyone that stepped in that ring last week and secondly it’s beneath it. This company needs to be treating me like the star that I am but yet instead of getting the big matches. Instead  of being in the main event like I clearly know I should be in instead I get to face against the likes of Mercedes Vargas for the umpteenth time?

Really?

Is this what SCW thinks of me?

I am your STAR!

I am your MAIN ATTRACTION!

And I get stuck wrestling against Mercedes Vargas yet again and I would have thought after the asswhopping that I gave her the last time that I would get my chance to try my luck at something different but sadly I guess I am mistaken.

I mean Vargas could be a worthy opponent right, she has had somewhat of a decent career in this company. She won the Bombshell Roulette Championship on multiple occasions and she even has held the Bombshell Tag Team Championship.

Yet that happened a while ago and I don’t care on what she brings to the table now because as far as I am concerned she is irrelevant. She’s just a woman who rambles on and on about the same old stuff and I am supposed to take her seriously because she’s the so called “Queen”?

No that’s not how this is going to work at all… I am the Silver Screen Queen… I am the Queen Bee here and if it wasn’t for Vargas I wouldn’t have had to prove myself in that ridiculous match. On Climax Control I plan to get even, and I plan to do so at her expense.

She might pride herself on being the Argentine Assassin but this is one woman that won’t ever be on her checklist because she simply can’t beat me. She might get one up over me when it doesn’t matter but in an SCW ring she will never beat me, and I don’t plan on having her start up a new tradition. I am going to go into that ring and do what I do best, and that’s simply make Mercedes Vargas bow down before me.

The days of me losing match after match. All of that is done with. The only thing on my mind right now is going into Nevada and beating Vargas yet again. After all that seems to be my thing doesn’t it?






Hollywood Hills, California
Off Camera
The Millar Household


Crystal Millar’s best friend Zelda Knite had move in during the Christmas break and despite how witty and how well the two seem to get along with one another on television behind the scenes was a totally different situation as Crystal walked throughout the confines of her house clad in her pajamas. It had been a while since she got to spend any alone time with her husband. Most of the time she would have spent with Jonathan was now being occupied by Zelda. It had gotten so bad that Zelda was making herself a little too comfortable. Zelda, Jonathan, and her daughter Brittany were all spending most of their nights sleeping and playing video games in the living room Crystal could hear them laughing it up but she took her attention to the bathroom and she had planned to brush her teeth to start her morning. However as she opened the door to the bathroom she had noticed that her toothbrush was out of place.

“What in the holy hell?”

Crystal cried out as she examined her toothbrush, and as she stared down at the brush she had noticed that it had been used. In fact her favorite towel. Her bathroom… All of it was missing. She quickly stormed out of the bathroom as she made her way down the stairs into the living room where everyone was. “Jonathan… Who was using my toothbrush?!”

Crystal let disgruntled plea out and that’s when she saw it. Her best friend Zelda Knite was in HER stuff. Her bathroom robe. Her favorite slippers, she was even wearing Crystal’s favorite blinder shades. Zelda couldn’t help but giggle as she turned her wii controller and kept yelling at the television. Brittany was doing the same thing as well, as Jonathan couldn’t help but yell back at the both of them.

Jonathan: That’s right! I thought you said you were the best… You were bloody amazing, I highly doubt that!

Zelda: Shut up… It’s not over yet… YESSSSSSSS A BLUE SHELL!!!

Zelda grins in return as she gets the item she wanted on the screen. This game of Mario Kart seems to be getting more intense by every passing moment. Crystal however places her hands on her hips as she begins to tap her feet annoyed.

Crystal: Ummmm hello… Angry latina woman here. Is anyone going to answer my question or will I have to take drastic measures?!

Jonathan: Oh Crystal it’s you… Didn’t see you standing there… Could you do me a favor babe?

Crystal’s eyes open wide up as she hadn’t spoken to her husband since Zelda came over. It wasn’t the fact that Zelda was trying to pry him away for her. It was the fact that SHE WAS PRYING him away from her but for all the wrong reasons. To play more video games, to engage in nerd talk, and it drove Crystal to the brink of insanity. Crystal however smiled as she ran over to her British husband.

Crystal: Yes darling?

Jonathan: Could you go fetch me a beer and whatever else these two want. We are in the middle of something and are too busy to get up.

Zelda: Mellow Yellow!

Brittany: Sprite!

Both of the girls cry out in return as Crystal stands there dumbfounded as she stares daggers into all of them.

Jonathan: Oh sorry… And could you move your big butt out of the way? It’s hard to see our split screens with your big butt taking up most of the view…

Crystal gives a look of pure horror as she crosses her arms tightly across her chest.

Crystal: BIGGGGGG?! I WILL HAVE YOU KNOW I AM ONLY 115 POUNDS THAT IS FAR FROM BEING BIG!!! And nobody here answered my question… Who would have the audacity to just use my toothbrush… That’s just disgusting, And Z why are you going through all of my stuff?!

Zelda cracks an evil grin as she looks back at Crystal.

Zelda: Oh sorry about that… That would be me… I kinda forgot myself. So I figured since you and I are total Biffles I knew that you would lovingly help a friend out a need. So it started with just your mouth wash, your toothbrush, your favorite cookies, I even wore that ugly Matthew Stafford jersey you had hanging on the wall.

Crystal thinks about it for a few moments as she seems super pissed right now.

Crystal: You mean to tell me… That you took that autographed playoff edition MATTHEW STAFFORD jersey off of my wall and you decided it was just okay to wear it.

Zelda: What of it?!

Crystal: THAT’S NOT SOMETHING THAT YOU DO?!

Jonathan shakes his head in confusion as he looks back at Crystal.

Jonathan: I don’t understand what the big deal is… I told her to grab some of junk to wear around the house.

Zelda: Yeah and that’s what I did… It was junk… It’s not my fault you decided it was a good idea to buy that overpaid player’s jersey and hang it on your wall.

Crystal can’t get the thought out of her mind as she vents back in disgust.

Crystal: PLAYOFF edition… You know signed during their 2015 run! When the Lions made it to the playoffs.

Zelda: Oh Crystal I understand but to me it’s still junk. Don’t get mad just because they couldn’t get the job done and lost to my COWBOYS… I can’t help it that they just weren’t on their level and had their fingers on the suck button. You know you would be LION (Lying) if you thought they were that good.

Jonathan: See she had a point that’s why I let her wear it.

Brittany: Total junk don’t know why you keep that Detroit stuff around the house anywhere.

Crystal begins to growl as she yells back at all of them.

Crystal: Maybe because I am from DETROIT, and that’s my favorite TEAM?!

Zelda: Still suck compared to my Cowboys.

Jonathan: Well to be fair they both kinda suck now!

Crystal: Yeah but… NOOOOOOOOO you actually put my toothbrush in your mouth? And how could you let her just wear all of my stuff Jonathan?!

Jonathan smiles as he begins to shrug his shoulders back at her.

Jonathan: Well she offered me some good Pokemon and I had to make the trade. You would too if you saw what she was offering.

Crystal: So you are telling me… That you just let her use everything of mine based off of a POKEMON TRADE?! Why couldn’t you just let her use your stuff.

Jonathan: Let’s not get too crazy I am not having her use my personal belongings, and besides she’s your friend!

Crystal: Yes my friend that you are just letting her do whatever she wants!

Zelda: Come down Crystal… I mean you need me here.

Crystal thinks about it as she begins to roll her eyes.

Crystal: Actually now that I think about it things were a lot better before you got here.

Zelda: Yeah but with me here your career seems to have sky rocketed this year. Undefeated in 2016 that’s an accomplishment in itself especially for someone like you…

Crystal: Right… Considering I only had ONE MATCH.

Zelda: Now, now… No reason to count now… I mean look what happened last year when you wanted to do things all on your own. At least now you can be proud of something, and you aren’t losing to Melanie Gabrielle and Mikah every two seconds.

Crystal: …

Brittany: Ouch she left you speechless…

Jonathan: Good.. Now that all of that’s settled I believed we asked for some refreshments… So chop chop and hurry them up.

Crystal can only growl under her breath as she walks out of the living room and into the kitchen. She would make them all pay even if she had to stoop to their level to do so. She reached into the fridge pulling out the drinks that they wanted, and she grinned as she opened up a nearby cabinet pulling out some laxatives. She cracked an evil grin as she opened it up placing it into the drinks. Yep… Payback definitely would be a good thing.










So Mercedes Vargas it seems has fate has brought the two of us to fight one another yet again?

Are you ready to lose YET AGAIN?! You would think after the first few times I beat you the company would sort of get the hint that you just aren’t good enough to beat me but obviously they don’t understand that at all. You aren’t this amazing wrestler. You aren’t anything at all. The last time you and I fought one another within an SCW ring I do believe it was the Triple Threat match for the Bombshell Championship in which you lost it for the both of us.

And I am sure you remember that match. I mean you should definitely remember it because it was the match that I wasn’t even supposed to be apart of. You should remember a little shortly after your big win in your hometown of Buenos Aires, Argentina. The company booked you against me as your last stop before your big Championship match.

The big match before High Stakes and yet what happened in that ring against one another?

I will make it simple… I beat you… Granted there was a minor assist from Mikah….

Ok so maybe it was a huge assist but the fact is I beat you, you lost to the likes of me and that put me right into that big title match. Something that was simply supposed to be 1 on 1 ended up being a triple threat match, and you have no one to blame but yourself.

Actually if we go back to that match that we had I remember what everyone said the moment I beat you. That it was somewhat of an upset. That I was the clear underdog going into that match with you and I pulled it out.

Seriously?!

Since when does the best thing in this business get considered to be a damn underdog?

That’s just blasphemy and it’s honestly insulting to me. That’s why I didn’t even bother with that Battle Royal last week because no matter what I do I just don’t seem to get respected in the way that I should.

People should be praising the ground that I walk on but yet I don’t get that at all. When I win it get’s treated as an upset and I am supposed to just move on from that. No…  That’s not how things are going to work anymore, and I am flat out not going to take it.

Let’s be honest here… You might be a Queen and in your eyes that might have been a great feat. Something that seems very important to you but who was even in that big match to be a Queen that you were in?

The likes of Kate Steele who just seems to be a green newcomer to this company? A woman who hasn’t done anything yet during her time here?

Traci Patterson? Come on Vargas it’s Traci Patterson she is never relevant and seems to be the whipping post of this company as far as I can tell.

Kahlan Fisher? Yeah she was here for a hot minute and really didn’t do anything.

Amy Marshall? Ok your one bit of competition.

And of course there was you. Hell you put me in the same ring with those women, and yeah I would walk out as a Queen too. Winning one stupid match in my eyes doesn’t make you a queen especially one that was basically gift wrapped for you to win. You can overcome Zuri Justice but that’s still irrelevant. What matters is the fact that once again I am the next one to step up to the plate, and just like in your previous two encounters.  I plan to stop you right in your tracks.

You don’t get to pass Go…

You don’t collect $200…

The hot streak once again ends with me, and I am going to be nice to you because I actually consider you something of a friend outside of the ring. It’s simple advice Vargas and please just do what I say. When this match is over with whatever title shot is being headed in my direction don’t you dare go for it because just like I always do I will once again put you in your place, and that’s something you really don’t want to happen.

Well you should be used to it by now right?

Sorry for the attitude Mercy but this company needs to respect me… Especially considering they can’t even get my name right… Honestly it’s not that hard… MILLAR…

M-I-L-L-A-R…

Got it?! Good… But if no one wishes to respect me I will personally demand it after I keep beating whoever is put in front of me and this match at Climax Control continues onward with that tale.

Lights, Camera, Action…

Vargas I do believe it’s Showtime and the cameras are rolling hun…

 Cuba

Climax Control was over as Crystal made her way back to her hotel room. You would think that after losing such a big match the Rose Goddess would have nothing but a frown on her face, however for some reason Crystal was actually all smiles as she slid the key into her hotel room door and she slowly cracked it open. She swung the door open and as she did was able to spot her close friend Zelda Knite was sitting down on the floor in darkness. Crystal’s room was covered in nothing but darkness except for the small lit that emerged from the television screen. Zelda had a tub of popcorn in her hand as she smiled in anticipation hearing the gunshots emerged from the speakers on the television screen. Crystal rolled her eyes as she couldn’t help but cross her arms glancing back at the Texan in front of her.

Crystal: “So I take it you didn’t get to watch my match?!

Zelda laughs in return as she places some popcorn in her mouth while cracking a wide grin.

Zelda: “Oh that?! Yeah I saw it… You fought hard… You gave it everything you had but in true Crystal fashion you FAILED once again! Sounds like a normal day in the shoes of Crystal Hilton to me….

Crystal quickly shakes her head as she looks deeply back into Zelda’s eyes.

Crystal: “Well yes… I mean NO…. I mean Yes…. Damn it Z! It was a lot more than what you explained. Aren’t you confused to why I actually have a smile on my face?! Aren’t you confused to why I can sit here, and just chuckle at me losing…

Zelda: “No you just didn’t lose… You tapped out… I am sure there’s pretty much a major difference between the two Crystal!

Crystal: “And how is that different Zelda?!

Zelda cracks an even wider grin as she stares daggers right into Crystal.

Zelda: “It’s different because it means you had your hand on the suck button… It means you quit…

Crystal: “Maybe because I was in severe pain and rather risk injury it was much easier to just maybe save myself for another day instead of risking an injury.

Zelda just scoffs as she looks back at Crystal with a smile on her face.

Zelda: “I mean if you say so of course. Everyone knows that quitting is just a shortcut to losing… So if you want to admit you are a loser that’s more than fine with me…

Crystal folds her arms as she stares daggers right into the eyes of Zelda.

Crystal: “Why do you always find a way to just undermine everything that I try to tell you? It’s as if you just want me to fail or you really couldn’t care less about what I do in my wrestling career?

Zelda thinks about it for a few moments as she turns her attention back over to the television. She grins just throwing more popcorn into her mouth as she looks deep into the eyes of Crystal.

Zelda: “So Crystal could you ever imagine if zombies were a real thing?

Crystal seems befuddled as she crosses her arms in return.

Crystal: “Zombies as in the things that constantly roam the Earth in all of those movies wanting to eat people’s brains?! Or the things that you used to call all of your fans/

Zelda nods her head in return as she eats a little bit more popcorn as she keeps her eyes fixated on Crystal.

Zelda: “Something like that but I have been keeping up with all of these tv shows as of late. The Walking Dead… IZombie and there are some thoughts that are just crossing my mind right now.

Crystal: “Over a damn zombie outbreak that will more than likely never happen?!

Zelda yells back at Crystal in return.

Zelda: “You don’t know that! I mean what if we are already infected?! What happens that the moment one of us dies we come back to life as a zombie and we roam around aimlessly? What do we do then?

Crystal stares blankly into the eyes of Zelda as she seems disgusted.

Crystal: “You honestly aren’t serious right now…

Zelda: “But I am serious you played video games like Resident Evil or the Last of Us. The moment one of us gets bit that’s it. Infection spreads and it will speed the process of us turning. But when the outbreak I do have some requests.

Crystal: “Requests?”

Zelda nods her head with a wicked grin as she looks back at Crystal

Zelda: “Yes requests so when everything does happen. I want you to promise me one thing Crystal.

Crystal: “Ok and that would be?

Zelda: “Whatever you do, if for some reason I do turn promise not to kill me. You better keep fighting to the very end to find a cure.

Crystal: “So I am supposed to just keep you alive… or is it undead as you might potentially you know kill me in the process just to save you even though you might be unsaveable?!

Zelda: “That’s right…That’s exactly the point.”

Crystal: “That is so stupid! And you do realize that things that happen in video games are just purely fictional right?!

Zelda: “Right… Just so you know if you ever get bitten… I would totally put you out of your misery with a bullet to the head.

Crystal: “Why?!”

Zelda: “Because I am the STAR between us so…

Crystal: “Yeah I don’t think you could live then… A knife through the brain would surely suffice for you.


Zelda: “So that’s how it’s going to be?”

Crystal: “Yeah you can get out of my room now… BYE FELICIA!

Zelda just sighs as she leaves the room leaving Crystal in the room by herself.

 Off Camera
After High Stakes
San Juan, Puerto Rico

Crystal walked out of High Stakes looking very dejected as she started to change back into her street clothes. She put on her jeans as well as her tanktop, and slowly started to tie her shoes together. It wasn’t long before the door to the locker room opened up and standing in the doorway was none other than Crystal’s best friend Zelda Knite. Crystal stands up as she glances into the mirror. She just glances at her own reflection for a few moments as her eyes never leave it. She sighs as she looks down at the ground and that is when Zelda walks over to where Crystal is standing.

Crystal: Look Z… If you are here to troll me… I rather not deal with it right now… Tonight was supposed to be my night, and obviously things didn’t go the way I envisioned it.

Zelda just nods her head in agreement as she keeps her eyes locked on her best friend. She stands next to her as she wraps her arm around her shoulder.

Zelda: I really wasn’t going to say anything… Honestly you have nothing to be ashamed of.

Crystal scoffs as she stares daggers right back into the eyes of Zelda.

Crystal: What do you mean I have nothing to be ashamed of? I didn’t win Zelda… I used to be the cream of the crop. The best of the best…

Zelda: Except when standing next to me of course…

Crystal: Everytime I find myself in position to actually accomplish something. It seems like my entire world just comes crashing down before me, and I can never accomplish what I set out to do.

Zelda: It’s one match Crystal… You can’t get that upset over one match. Just pick yourself up and focus to your next match… That’s all you really can do in the end right?

Crystal however doesn’t want to hear that as she starts to bang as hard as she can against the wall. Her hand collides with the wall over and over again as she seems to have bloody knuckles from how hard she was punching against it. She can only sigh in return as she slowly turns her attention back over to Zelda and begins to scream at the top of her lungs.

Crystal: How the HELL ARE YOU GOING TO TELL ME TO JUST PICK MYSELF UP?! I feel like that’s all I been doing for the last FOUR years!  I am sure for someone like you it’s pretty easy to just move on. Considering everywhere you have gone you instantly find your way to World Championship status. You instantly find a way to be in the spotlight.

Zelda: It’s not even like that…

Crystal: Really because from the way I see things that’s a true statement. Just look at everywhere we been together Z? It becomes the trend. You rise through the ranks. You become a celebrity overnight, and as much as I talk myself up into being an A Lister. As much as I try to come across as the featured attraction. It never ends up happening. I always come up short, and get the maybe next time treatment. The she was close and just maybe she can just push herself further.

Crystal begins to stare daggers into the eyes of her best friend as she slowly makes her way towards her.

Crystal: How many times do I have to be denied before I actually get to go somewhere?! When am I finally going to get what I deserve! When is the entire world going to be chanting and treating me like the Goddess that I am.

Zelda walks over to Crystal as she places her hands on her shoulders. She makes sure to stare deeply into the eyes of Crystal as she tries her best to reach out to her.

Zelda: Well there’s your first mistake Crystal. Perhaps you should perhaps look at the other aspects of your career.

Crystal: Other aspects?!

Zelda: Yeah… Don’t get me wrong winning a World Championship or being the top wrestler should be the goal of any wrestler. Who wouldn’t want to be the best that the world has to offer but was it really about that to begin with?

Crystal nods her head passionately as she seems a bit confused but keeps her focus locked on Zelda.

Crystal: Of course it’s about winning! Why wouldn’t it be about winning. What other reason would we have for stepping into the squared circle?

Zelda: So when you and I formed Every Man’s Fantasy it was seriously only about winning to you?

Crystal: Well of course not… We didn’t even have winning on our mind… We just wanted to emerge as close friends and have some major fun along the way. Hell I believe Every Man’s Fantasy is the very reason why you and I became close in the first place.

Zelda: Bingo! That’s exactly the point that I am trying to make. That’s I ever did when it came to the business. As much as I enjoyed winning, it was always about having fun first and foremost. I made sure I kept the fun in the mix of everything and whatever success I had just followed as a result. I think you need to follow the same philosophy. Stop worrying so much about winning this and winning that, and simply just go with the fun. Focus on having fun again, and honestly I haven’t seen you having fun since God knows when.

Crystal: I know how to have fun Z!

Zelda: Yeah? So when’s the last time you can say you honestly had any fun competing in the business… Go on I’ll wait for you to answer with something.

A few moments go by as Crystal stands there and she begins to think to herself but she doesn’t seem to be able to come up with anything. As Zelda begins to laugh in return.

Zelda: I thought as much… You were always the party pooper not knowing how to have fun and what not.

Crystal: ...I really loathe you…

Zelda: No you don’t because if you did you would have been talking to yourself in front of the mirror again.

Crystal: Whatever…

Zelda: And there goes the mighty Crystal Hilton whatevering me because she knows she was owned in a conversation… Owned I tell you… PWNED….

Zelda grins as she begins to take a victory lap around Crystal. Crystal stands there dumbfounded as she begins to crack into a giggle. Zelda grins as she looks back at Crystal.

Zelda: I knew you had it in you! Now let’s focus on this whole depression spell. So what you lost one match… Okay so maybe it was one match.., and another match… And another… And another… And another and….

Crystal: I GET THE DAMN POINT ZELDA!!!!

Zelda: The point I am trying to make is you shouldn’t be down about anything. You just went out there and fought your heart out. You fought in front of a city where your dad’s family resides. It must have been a great feeling to go out there and compete in front of everyone like that.

Crystal: Well it did feel amazing.

Zelda: Just amazing? It wasn’t AWESOME?! It wasn’t SUPERB?! It was OUTSTANDING! You didn’t win but honestly who cares that you didn’t? You actually got to compete on that show and in the end that’s all that should really matter in the long run right? You weren’t even supposed to be on that show, but you beat Vargas and you forced your way into that match.

Crystal just sits there taking it all in as she nods her head in agreement.

Crystal: I did do that yes… I guess I do have it in me…

Zelda: And you have the power to do it again. Honestly Crystal all jokes aside you have the talent to do whatever you want in this business. If you focus more on just fun, and being yourself instead of worrying so much of what people think of you.

Crystal: And what exactly do people think of me?

Zelda: My point exactly.

Crystal sighs as Zelda continues to speak to her.

Zelda: Look you  really need to just glance at some of the choices in your life and figure out what you want the most. It just seems like you work too hard on trying to be a people pleaser and it is tearing you apart.

Crystal: A people pleaser?

Zelda: Yeah just look at the choice of some of your friends. One minute you are being best buddies with the likes of Roxi, Keira, Vargas, and the next minute you contradict yourself and want to agree with the likes of Mikah… You can’t play both sides of the fence Crystal. At some point you will need to pick a side, and will have to stick with that side to the end. This wishy washy, flip flopping… It’s just going to tear you apart, and the more you keep that stuff up. The more the voices will find you again. Just think about what I said, and dinner is on you tonight…

Zelda smiles as she leaves the locker room leaving Crystal alone. Crystal just glances at her reflection as she knew she would have to make a choice sooner or later. After all Zelda did have a point…




Hey everyone…. I am going to cut straight to the chase. High Stakes didn’t go the way that I wanted it to go. I honestly thought it was my match to win. I thought being able to compete in front of my fellow Puerto Ricans. In front of family and many of my friends would be the drive I need to get over that hump, and to find my place in this company again.

But in the end it just wasn’t meant to be as I feel short of my dream and Mikah was able to emerge as the winner in the end.

I know I should be disappointed about losing but in all honesty why should I be? After all let’s be honest did anyone expect me to be in the big dance in the first place? The answer to that is no, and I feel like that of the New York Mets. They weren’t anything much during the beginning of the season. They looked horrible and the expectations were really low for them.

However as time went by things started to roll. They were a team who became hot at the right time and it was their hard work and perseverance that helped them march all the way to the World Series. They tried their hardest to contend with the contact hitting franchise of the Royals but in the end it just wasn’t enough as they fell short.

Could we really call that a disappointment in the end? If we look at it from the aspect of falling short then yes I guess you can say that it was one but when you glance at it from the perspective that they weren’t even expected to be there in the first place then by no means is it a disappointment. It was that of a learning experience, and I feel the same exact way about even being in that big match to begin with.

The fact that I came so close yet so far is a feeling that makes me want to try even harder than before. It is pushing me to do much better than I ever have done, and now the only thing on my mind is getting back to that point. A chance to finally have that happy ending and to go home with the big win.

At the end of the day that’s all I really want as my focus is on that on Mikah and to have that one on one match with her. I would be able to take my lost in stride by the truth is I wasn’t the one that got pinned. That was Mercedes and the way I see it I believe I have claims to wanting to get my own shot. Because it’s not known what would have happened if Mikah and I went at it one on one.

All hope of getting that seemed to be lost but now I have an opportunity to get a second chance. The only thing I have to do is go through every single bombshell on the roster in the form of a tournament to prove that I deserve that chance, and to be honest this is the most definitive way to prove that I want it the most. If I could somehow make it past the entire roster than that truly means I am the most prepared for that second chance.

But I can’t count my chickens before they hatch because I have to take one step at a time and it starts first in the form of a Triple Threat match on Climax Control.

I have to make it past two former champions and that might prove to be difficult.

First and foremost there’s Lucy Seraphina, and I know she’s a woman who is looking to want to get close to a championship again. It was only at High Stakes where she lost her Bombshell Internet Championship to the likes of Alexis, and this tourney could be a way where she goes on to something more.

Lucy I respect you… I know what it feels like to lose something. Especially something so precious as a championship. I know how I felt after losing to Keira… It drove me nuts on the inside. To the point where the only thing on my mind was getting it back, and doing whatever it takes to get it back.

Despite no matter how much I talked myself up. I never did get back what I wanted, and it left a void that just couldn’t seemed to be filled. I know you are looking for this to be your rebound but I won’t let you have it… Not when I feel I want this that much more.

The woman that took your title away from you in Alexis is the very woman that I beat at one point. Hell I beat the other woman in this match as well, but I feel if I can get into the ring one on one against some of the top tier competition in this company things might be different. I feel like I can push myself into perhaps picking up a win.

You can bring everything you got but I won’t allow you to make it past me… Not when I feel passionate about that rematch with Mikah.

And Mercedes that brings me to you. When the two of us fought I beat you but not without the assist of Mikah…

I was the one that ended your streak but it’s something that’s whatever to me because it’s something I didn’t do on my own. Honestly we been at each other’s throats for a while now. Every other week it’s you and I fighting the likes of one another, and I know you are always game competition so I look forward to what you will be doing in this encounter.

I could say a lot but honestly the only thing on my mind is saying I am sorry… I am sorry for all the things I said in the past…

You were my only friend when I came into this company and I feel like my hunger and selfish desire for the championship got in the way of that. The way I treated you and Delia… I am sorry for the things that I said…

I just wasn’t myself…

The only thing I hope from this match is being able to give you my best and hopefully I get the same in return…

Climax Control it’s about the drive to get back on top, and it’s about showing to the world that this company is building up women who want to fight for the title. Not women who feel they need to get all trashy and become all buddy buddy…

Yes Mikah and Alexis I am looking at you two….

This is a sport where we strive to be the best and the fans need to see that concept being brought back. I am the one who is looking to do just that.

In Jamaica I enter the ring with one purpose and one only… And that’s to make another step closer to my dream of being SCW Bombshell Champion and I won’t let anyone get in the way of that…

For I am the rose that simply refuses to wither away….

See you all in Kingston Jamaica, I’ll be waiting….

 Off Camera
Columbia

Crystal left Santa Marta University with an arrogant expression on her lips and she had every reason to be all smiles because just like that she had gotten over the number one contender to the bombshell title in Mercedes Vargas/ She had defeated her long time FriEnemy, and there’s nothing that could have brought her down. Not to mention on top of that she was now added to the match and High Stakes, and the chance to compete for the World Bombshell Championship was right in front of her. As she left the university there were several fans who had lined up to see the Latina on her way out. They were speaking Spanish in hopes that she would wave to them, do a photo op or even grant them an autograph but Crystal wasn’t about any of that.

The only thing that was on her mind was getting the hell out of Columbia as she walked with a sense of arrogance. She wore her blinder like glasses as she walked stepped by step. There were some fans who were able to run up to Crystal. A little girl about eight years of age as she held her 8x10 up to Crystal. She smiled passionately as she undid her permanent marker.

Little Girl: May I have an autograph please?

Crystal smiled evilly at the little girl and that is when Crystal reflection appeared in front of her. The reflection glanced at Crystal in the eyes as she quickly shook her head to the Rose Goddess.

Reflection: Who is she of all people to want your autograph? Sorry… But we simply don’t have time for that Crystal… After all you have a World Championship to prepare to win… The fans can wait right?

Crystal nodded her head as she didn’t even stop to acknowledge the fan. She just kept on walking minding her own business. The girl ran as fast as she could to cut Crystal off and that is when the Latina finally stops as she looks back at Crystal in the eyes. Almost pleading with her as she held the photo up to her face. What she got in return though was Crystal who only pie faced her. The fans could only erupt into boos as Crystal made her way over to her limo. She stepped inside and it wasn’t long before the driver took off. Crystal grinned as she teased the fans calmly rolling her window up as she didn’t want anything to do with them. However just as she tries to get comfortable she looks over to her side and that is when she is greeted by the sight of her former best friend Zelda Knite.

Zelda: Did you miss me?!

Crystal seems annoyed as she shakes her head in disgust as she grills Zelda looking directly into her eyes.

Crystal: What the hell are you doing here?!

Zelda: What does it look like I am doing you big jerk? Seems to me like I am following you around. After all the leader of the Crystal Hilton fanclub has to travel with you all across the world. Didn’t you get the memo on any of that?!

Crystal begins to shake her head.

Crystal: NO… As I last recalled you were trying to portray yourself as a marine biologist…

Zelda: Please… That was last week’s goal. This week it’s all about kickstarting the Crystal Hilton fanclub, and as much you hate to agree you need me Crystal.

Crystal thinks about it for a few moment as she seems disgusted.

Crystal: And why do I need you exactly?!

Zelda: Because I am totes your good luck charm.

Crystal: That’s not true…

Zelda: Oh is that a fact now! Then why is it as soon as I turn up you actually managed a match again? That’s funny considering that the last time you even won a match was back at… Well it was back in June… That was like two supershows ago… What happened to the mighty Crystal Hilton. Whatever happened to the woman that preached about perfection. Who preached about being better than everyone else. What happened who looked in the mirror on her Snow White wicked queen ego trip, and thought herself to be the best wrestler in the land? You want to know where she went? She was nonexistent. You lost to Keira, you lost to her again, you lost to Candy Overton, and even had another title match against Melanie, and lost AGAIN… What happened… Four months without a win could really bruise that ego of yours.

Crystal just shakes it off as she offers that long sigh in return.

Crystal: So what! Who cares about what happened four months ago. The only thing that matters is that I won a match and I won when it mattered.

Zelda: Yeah that’s because you have someone like ME helping you out. It’s just like the old days Crystal. You follow my lead, you play the role of the suitcase and let me carry you to success. It seems to be a method that works so why should we change from that.

Crystal shrugs her shoulders as she starts raising the tone in her voice.

Crystal: I don’t know… MAYBE BECAUSE YOU DIDN’T DO ANYTHING WITH ME WINNING… IT wasn’t you out there in that ring. It was me! All me! And I beat Mercedes Vargas. I earned my way to this next championship and….

Zelda just shakes her head as she taps her feet on the floor of the limo.

Zelda: I guess something is really wrong with you. It’s much worse than what I expected it to be. I just don’t understand why you can’t give credit where credit is due. Why can’t you see that I am totally your good luck charm. The moment I show up you no longer press the I suck button over and over again. You actually find your way into being relevant, and you actually win matches but the minute you forget about me. That’s when you fall into the trap of sucking again. That’s when you hit rock bottom and you talk yourself up for like 3 months preaching on how you are going to do this, and how you are going to do that, but in the end. You never live up to your expectations. You never come through in the clutch, and it’s a case of the same old, same old.

Crystal stares at Zelda Knite blankly. All she wanted to do was get rid of the Texan. Shoo her far away but the more she found herself escaping from her the more Zelda kept getting under her skin. The more she kept on reappearing, would be the more she just wouldn’t leave Crystal alone.

Crystal: I still don’t understand what impact you have had on my career. It just seems like you are stalking me.

Zelda: Stalking?! Stalking?! Marine Biology is very serious work. When a dolphin ate something bad who are they going to call to do some work on that poor animal?

Crystal: I don’t know… I don’t see too many dolphins getting treated so…

Zelda: Shut up! Unless you would prefer me to throw a DS stylus at you again. I am armed, dangerous, and I certainly know how to use it…

Zelda smiles evilly as she reaches into her pocket and pulls out a nintendo ds stylus. She holds it upwards as she looks right at Crystal offering a wicked grin with it in hand. Crystal however moves to the other side of the limo as she tries to shield herself.

Crystal: I swear to God Z, if you hit me with that… I won’t be held accountable for what I will do to you in this limo. I guarantee you it’s not going to be pretty.

Zelda: Well considering the way that your face looks… You really shouldn’t get into any debate over what’s pretty, and what’s not..

Crystal: Right…

Crystal just slowly nods her head in agreement before she tries her best to change the subject.

Crystal: So did you like the way I finally won a match?

Zelda: You mean the way my GREAT and ENTHUSIASTIC coaching took you to the promised land?! Well of course I loved that… Listen to me kid… You follow what I say you will be World Champion in no time although if you are talking about what happened at Climax Control than no I didn’t like it.

Crystal: Why not?!

Zelda: Because it wasn’t anything special. You didn’t win that match. The only reason why you were able to come away with the victory is because Mikah bailed you out. You had that match lost. Vargas nailed you with her finisher and if it wasn’t for the referee being knocked out you would have been on the end of yet another lost. So if anything you need to be thinking Mikah because she basically screwed herself over by helping you win.

Crystal: Whatever?

Zelda: Why are you giving me a simple whatever now? Look Crystal… Now I am being completely honest with you and telling you the truth. Even though you don’t want to hear it Crystal it’s something that you need to hear.

Crystal: Why are you selling me short like I can’t do anything on my own!

Zelda offers a long sigh as she keeps her eyes locked on Crystal.

Zelda: It has nothing to do with that Crystal. I am only presenting you with nothing but the God honest truth. If you want to talk yourself than fine be my guest, but the reality of everything is you can gloat as much as you want too. The only reason why you are even relevant right now is because Mikah was her own undoing. You should have lost, and it’s something I saw. It’s something the commentators saw, and lord knows the fans certainly weren’t happy with it.

Zelda takes a long deep breath as she begins to speak again.

Zelda: I love you too death but you really need to look at things from outside of yourself. I am not talking about the facade that you love to put up. The one that showcases how untouchable she is. That she is God’s gift to Earth and nothing could bring her down. But the woman that I know that is on the inside. The woman I consider my best friend. Christina just listen to me… You know I wouldn’t hurt you. I am only giving you the truth and I hope you can understand that…

Zelda says with a sincere expression as she looks right at Crystal. Crystal just sighs in return as she takes it all in. She stares deeply back into the eyes of Zelda as she starts to nod her head in return but that’s when the reflection appears right in front of her.

Reflection: She’s supposed to be your best friend, and she chooses to overlook you like this?! By telling you that you aren’t good enough… Kick the Bitch out of your limo and just be done with her already. This isn’t the Zelda Knite show anymore. This is all about YOU… You are Crystal Hilton! The star! The woman who deserves the grand marquee! You don’t have time for a sideshow act and Every Man’s Fantasy long ran it’s course it’s time to move on…

Crystal looks as her reflection begins to ridicule her. In a rage Crystal takes her shoe off as she throws it at the other side of the car, and she can’t help but scream at the very top of her lungs.

Crystal: SHUT UP…. GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HEAD!

Zelda watches Crystal have what looks like a panic attack as she quickly rushes to the other side of the limo. She takes a seat next to her and grabs her as she wraps her arms tightly around her.

Zelda: IT’S OKAY… IT’S OKAY… Just calm down I am right here Crystal nothing is going to get you!

Crystal continues to go into her rage until she realizes that the image is gone. She calms down as Zelda let’s go of her gently. Crystal turns her attention to the window as she sighs in return.

Crystal: I am so sorry about that… It’s just that… Well…

Zelda: It’s the voices again isn’t it?

Crystal can only nod her head gently before she looks back in the head of Zelda.

Crystal: ...Yeah… I don’t know what came over me but….

Zelda: We need to get you to the shrink and get that checked out… There’s definitely something not right about that, and the longer you keep going on like that… The longer you are going to tear yourself apart trying to figure it out. It’s one thing where it leads you to being confident about yourself but what I saw… That’s not really that healthy…

Crystal finally let’s up as she looks back at Zelda.

Crystal: You think they will figure out what’s wrong with me.

Zelda: I am sure they will…It’s nothing that a good shrink can’t fix or at least get to the bottom of it…

Zelda looks across from her and that is when Dr. Mario appears right before her eyes. Zelda smiles as she looks at him.

Zelda: You think a good doctor could fix my best friend?

The imaginary character looks back at Zelda as he nods his head in agreement.

Dr Mario: I think they will, and you know you can believe me… Because it’s A ME… MARIO!!!!!!!!!

Zelda looks back at Crystal as she smiles at her.

Zelda: Don’t worry Crystal once we get back to the states we will find you the best possible care that we can find, and we will sweep this problem right under the rug. You believe in me right?

Crystal slowly nods her head in agreement as she rubs her eyes together

Crystal: Of course I believe in you… You wouldn’t be my best friend if I didn’t but can I ask you a question Z?

Zelda: Of course you can ask me a question. What’s going on Christina?

Crystal: Who were you just talking to right now? I don’t see anyone sitting across from us.

Zelda thinks about it for a second as she smiles back at Crystal.

Zelda: Oh I was just speaking to Dr. M…. Nevermind that’s really not all that important. Let’s just keep it down… Let’s just keep our cool until we get back to the hotel.

Crystal: Well can I at least ask you another question?

Zelda: Sure… Fire away…

Crystal thinks about it as she shakes her head offering a wide grin in return.

Crystal: How did you get in my limo anyway? Color me curious…

Zelda: You don’t need to know about that at all… Only thing that should be on your mind is that I have my ways…

Crystal: Right…

Zelda and Crystal laugh at one another as the limo continues to head for the hotel.







From the Private Journal of Crystal Hilton
Mood: Excited
Title: LET’S GET IT
Off Camera

Hey Diary…

Yes I know if you could talk I know you would find a way to yell at me because I have seriously been avoiding you as of late. It’s nothing personal it’s just that sometimes it’s hard to put my thoughts onto paper, and actually writing them out seems like a scary thought because I have to be faced with them, and I could glance back at these pages. Acknowledging all of my shortcomings and trying to find a way to better myself.

I hate to be the one to admit this but I think Zelda Knite may have been the best thing to happen in my wrestling career lately. For the past two years I tried to run away from my past of being attached to her in the form of Every Man’s Fantasy. I tried to put that all behind me as I wanted to focus on doing it all on my own but these last four months have been nothing but tiresome.

Just when it seems I can build up some steam within myself something happens that causes me to take multiple steps backwards and at the end of the day I really am not getting anyway. I tried to tell myself that I was the better woman in Colombia but truth be told who am I fooling. The records will show that Mercedes Vargas did take a lost to me on that night. That I managed to get the win over her and I walked away with the big victory as I ended her streak, and broke myself out of this slump that I had been in.

But let’s be real here.

Who am I even fooling because the people were able to see right through me. Zelda was able to see right through it, and as much as I tried to talk myself up. As much as I try to wear that win around my shoulder. The reality of everything is that really isn’t the way I wanted to win at all.

I wanted to beat Vargas in the middle of the ring, and prove to the entire world that I am the best Latina in this company today. That youth and speed will triumph over age & experience on any day of the week, and at the end of it all. I am the much better woman. That Mercedes isn’t anything compared to me, but that’s not the case at all. Because Vargas had that match won.

She delivered the Black Rose Overdrive to me and had me down for the count. However with the referee being down there was no one to count the victory for her and that’s when Mikah came in and blindsided Vargas with the belt. She put me on top of Vargas shook the referee and as a result I was able to walk away as the winner.

I know I should take every win I get as a big one but in all honesty how am I supposed to really accept that win when it’s a win I wasn’t even conscious to remember. I only knew I won when the referee was waking me up and trying to raise my hands in the air. I may be a bitch by nature, and to many people on this roster I may be a cunt. I might say the things that people don’t like at times, and some of my actions may seriously be questioned by the rest of the roster.

But there is one thing I definitely don’t need whenever I step foot in that ring, and that’s the help of someone else. If I am going to lose then so be it I will lose in the middle of that ring, and if I am going to win a match. Hell I don’t mind bending every single rule in the Goddamn rulebook. In my eyes we are in a business where you have to do anything to win. Whether it be by hook or crook but at least I will win by the actions that I commit in the ring, not because someone had to simply bail me out of a situation.

I have never been about going down that path and as it currently stands I don’t want to get caught up in needing other people just to win matches.

As much as I might consider Mikah a friend it’s more so thanks but no thank you. I am Crystal Hilton and I should never be considered an upset. I shouldn’t have to be added to a match just because someone didn’t think straight when they were dealing with a situation.

I should be able to go down to that ring. Kick some ass and get to where I am in this business because I EARNED IT… Not having a handout when it isn’t needed.

I feel like Vargas deserved better than what she got. I know I might be quick to overlook her but I know damn well what she has been about. What she has ALWAYS been about. So soon as High Stakes hits I might as well take great use of this opportunity right? It’s been four years since I have ever been a World Champion of any kind and the thought of actually becoming one again is something I would die for in that ring.

Not to mention but I feel like the writing is certainly on the wall and this should be my match to win. After all we are going to San Juan Puerto Rico, and it feels like home to me. It was only a few years ago when I graced through the doors of this company as La Paloma. I wrestled as my masked alter ego. A Luchadora who hailed from San Juan. Who fought with the integrity of Latina pride and truly being that of a dove that wanted to soar above all.

I might as well give the people of San Juan the Crystal Hilton they deserve. My actions lately may have caused me to get booed in every other venue but there’s something special about San Juan. There’s something special about Puerto Rico…

Because it’s mis gente… It’s my people, and I have to make them proud.

Zelda wants me to stop by the shrink first to see what’s going on inside this head of mine. She’s hoping that they could find out what is causing the voices in my head to emerge and if there is a way I can hide them for the time being.

To be honest it was Zelda Knite who told me to open this thing up in the first place. She felt that by writing my true sincere feelings on paper. Whenever I find myself going through something I could come here and look at my true self. I could see what’s real and distinguish them from what the voices want me to do.

I trust Zelda a lot… She truly is like that of a little sister. So I can give it a try right?

She might be a bit quirky at times and Lord knows I hate it every time she threatens to hit me with that damn damn stylus. I swear if it catches you the wrong way it absolutely HURTS…

Anyway I feel like this was very therapeutic. I feel like this is helping me bring up some of the feelings that I have a hard time expressing at times. I will definitely come back and use this diary again.

It’s too good of an item to let it go to waste.

Anyway thank you for letting me grace you with my writing. I appreciate you just letting me share my most inner feelings with you. By the next time I write in this thing I hope things are better. I hope I have something positive to share with you. Something along the lines that the voices are finally gone or even better. I am your NEW SCW BOMBSHELL CHAMPION…

A girl can dream about it right? And as my former husband used to say… Dreams can indeed become a reality. You just have to put your mind to it…

Anyway I think I said enough and whatever happens I hope my rose will never wither away. I am the girl that refuses to go away. I will always blossom and nothing can stop me from achieving the things I wish to achieve…

Yours Truly
Crystal Hilton.















Off Camera
Los Angeles, California
Shrink’s Office

Crystal Hilton sat down in a comfortable chair as Zelda Knite was sitting down right beside her. Zelda couldn’t help but smirk as she was playing something on her nintendo ds. She kept smashing the buttons away. Pressing button after button as she got excited and made a lot of noise in the confines of that little office.

Zelda: That’s right suck it Pikachu! And I finally got my last gym badge… Who thinks they can beat me?! There is nobody in the world that can beat my team!

She jumps up excitedly as Crystal sighs in return as the rest of the people in the office just glance over in her direction.

Crystal: Nothing to see here… My best friend just got a little excited that’s all…

Crystal nudges Zelda as hard as she can with her elbow as she tries to get her attention.

Crystal: Zelda you are causing a scene. You promised that this would be all about me, and I think people are already going to get the wrong impression about me…

Zelda: I can’t help it if everyone that plays this game just sucks. I think I might retire though. It’s hard being at the top of the leaderboards and what not. Every online battle I had ends up with a win for me. Totes in the top 1 percent.

Crystal: Wow I didn’t realize you were that good at the game. How many wins do you have under you anywhere?

Zelda: One…

Crystal scratches her head as she looks back at Zelda just shaking her head in disgust.

Crystal: You are kidding me right?! You only won one match and you are gloating like you conquered over everything?!

Zelda: What of it?!

Crystal: That’s sounds stupid! It’s only one win… You can’t claim yourself to be the best at something when you only have one win to show for it!

Zelda smiles as wide as she possibly can as she looks right back into the eyes of Crystal.

Zelda: I don’t know why you are complaining though. That’s what you seem to do.

Crystal: And when have I EVER acted the way that you are acting right now?!

Zelda: A few days ago when you were celebrating your questionable win over Mercedes Vargas… OH LOOK AT ME I’M CRYSTAL HILTON. I’M PERFECT I AM AWESOME, AND I AM THE BEST BECAUSE I GET LUCKY IN ONE MATCH DESPITE…. DROPPING THE BALL IN THE FOUR MONTHS PRIOR TO THAT MATCH… But no worries… That doesn’t matter because I am Crystal Hilton… Let’s just imagine that it never even happened!

Zelda begins to mock Crystal to no end as she goes on and on, and Crystal just sits there as she offers a slow clap in return. She looks back at Zelda who can’t stop giggling.

Crystal: Touche…. Z…. Touche…..

Crystal can’t help but break out into a small smile as well, and as the two women are laughing at one another that is when the receptionist finally calls Crystal’s name.

Receptionist: Christina Hilton…. The doctor will see you now?

Crystal smiles as she rises out of the chair and she walks right over towards the receptionist. She turns around and glances back at Zelda.

Crystal: Aren’t you coming with me?!

Zelda: Nope…

Crystal: But you said you would have my back… You would come here with me…

Zelda: Yep… But I am not going through those doors. You never know when one of them might try to stick you with a needle.

Crystal: Z this is a psychiatrist I doubt they will be giving anyone a needle here!

Zelda however just shakes it off and Crystal doesn’t even bothering with her as she follows the assistant down the hallway and into an office. She sees the doctor sitting down on a chair and smiles as he points to the sofa.

Dr. Thomas: Hello Miss Hilton. I have been expecting you. Please have a seat on the sofa and we will get things underway. Can I get you a drink or anything?

Crystal: No can we just get to it… I rather not stay here longer than I have to…

Dr. Thomas: Well then…

The Doctor clears his throat as he pulls out a notepad and begins to flip to another page as he takes his pen out and begins to write.

Crystal: What the hell do you think you are doing?!

Crystal looks at the man as he begins to jot something down.

Dr. Thomas: Don’t worry about what I am doing. After all I am here to help you Miss Hilton… So let me just do my job… Now… If I may ask when did you start hearing these voices in your head?

The man stares at Crystal intently as he leans back in his chair just waiting patiently for Crystal to say something, but instead that is when the image appears in front of Crystal as she looks right into the eyes of Crystal and begins to speak to her.

Reflection: Is this guy for real?! Why should you sit here and tell him your life story?! You are much better than this. I love Z to death but she’s a hypocrite. How is she going to tell you that you have a problem, and she has your back when she won’t come into the room with you.

Crystal: I don’t know she just has a big fear of needles.

The doctor seems befuddled as he looks deeply into the eyes of Hilton.

Dr. Thomas: Who exactly are you talking to?!

Crystal looks back at the reflection as it looks back at her.

Reflection: Seriously Crystal you going take this nonsense from this guy. You don’t need a shrink… Everyone acts like I am bad for you but

Crystal: Zelda says you aren’t good for me…

The doctor continues to jot more notes on his pad as he seems fascinated with Crystal.

Crystal: There a reason you keep writing in that book of yours?

Dr. Thomas: Don’t worry about what I am doing Miss Hilton. Please just carry on…

Crystal shrugs her shoulders as she has no idea at what’s going on. The reflection however just looks back at Crystal as she seems disgusted by the doctor’s actions.

Reflection: You know what Crystal… I don’t like how things are going… I think I am going to take over from here.

Crystal just nods her head in agreement and that is when the reflection walks right into Crystal. The moment she does, Crystal finds herself getting off of the couch as she makes her way over to where the doctor is sitting. She snatches the notepad out of the man’s hands as she looks deep into the eyes of the doctor.

Crystal: Now what do we have here?!

Dr. Thomas: Give that back… That isn’t yours to take.

Crystal: No but I insist… I rather not have some overpaid piece of crap jotting down things about me that he doesn’t seem interested in sharing with me! Now let’s see what we have written here.

Crystal looks at the notepad and she seems disgusted as she sees the words certifiably insane written on the paper with the word schizophrenia circled in big bold letter. With other words leading to it such as “Unknown voices”. Crystal rips the pad in half as she throws it to the side, and decides to grab the man by the neck.

Crystal: So is that what you think of me Dr. Thomas?! You think I am not all there in the head?

Dr. Thomas: You need help Miss Hilton… Let me help you… You are an interesting case and I would like for you to start visiting me weekly, and…

Crystal however doesn’t go for that as she instead pushes the man out of the chair as she hovers over him. She clenches a fist as an evil grin escapes from her lips.

Crystal: I don’t think I will be visiting you anymore. This was NEVER about me was it. You just want to make money off of me. An endless loop of me HAVING to go to you in order to get help but at the end of the day. I will never get better. Your account will just get my endless money and nothing will change. Let me HELP you doctor I insist.

Hilton clenches a fist and that is when he begins to yell out the word.

Dr. Thomas: SECURITY!!!!!!!!

The moment he does that is when a couple of orderlies come into the room. They grab Crystal as they pull her away.

Crystal: Get your damn hands off of me! Let me go!!!!!!!!!!! Zelda!!!!!!!!!

The doctor slowly rises up from the chair as he looks deeply into the eyes of Crystal.

Dr. Thomas: I assure you Miss Hilton.. You will want my help… I only want to help you. Feel free to come back if the voices keep bothering you…

Moments later.

Zelda walks into a room and she sees that Crystal is in a straightjacket. Zelda offers a sigh as she enters and the orderlies begin to take it off of Crystal. She offers a long sigh as Zelda shakes her head in disgust.

Zelda: You ok Crystal?

Crystal: Does it look like I am ok?!

Zelda: What the hell happened!

Crystal offers a long sigh as she looks back into the eyes of her best friend seeming almost disgusted as she tries to raise a hand to one of the orderlies.

Crystal: Get your damn hands off of me, and don’t you ever touch me again if you know what’s good for you. Z… Let’s just get out of here… I rather not have to deal with being here anymore. I definitely won’t be coming here anymore.

Zelda nods her head in agreement as she walks Crystal out of the room, and the two of them head for the car. Crystal enters into the passenger’s side of the vehicle as Zelda gets into the driver’s seat. She looks over to Crystal and just sighs in return.

Zelda: You can be honest with me Crystal… What happened in there?!

Crystal looks back at Zelda as she shrugs her shoulders.

Crystal: He tried to say that I had schizophrenia… I don’t know… The symptoms do tend to make sense. The voices among everything else but I don’t want to be someone who is stuck on antipsychotics… I would like to think that I am a sane person not someone who desperately needs help.

Zelda: It’s whatever Crystal I am not going to judge you if you have to get treatment or not, and I know it might suck to do but your voices are causing your demise. It’s changing your very identity to the point it’s changing you. There’s nothing wrong with medicine. You know it’s only there to help you in the long run right?

Crystal slowly nods her head in agreement as she glances back at her best friend.

Crystal: I know

Zelda: So what are you afraid of then? You have nothing to be ashamed of and remember I will be right there by your side so if anything ever arises you know I got your back.

Crystal: Right….

Crystal says in a drawn out manner.

Zelda: What’s your problem?!

Crystal: Oh I don’t know you say you have my back yet you didn’t even want to go into the room with me… Sounds like you say one thing one minute, and yet the next… That really isn’t the case at all.

Zelda: What of it?!

Crystal: Not that crap again… Can’t you just say YES Crystal… You are right I apologize for not living up to my word.

Zelda: You know I can’t do that…

Crystal: And why is that?!

Crystal says with a concerned expression on her lips.

Zelda: Because you are a goomba… And you can’t trust them

Crystal: Whatever Z…

Zelda: Did you say something noob?!

Crystal nods her head passionately as she looks directly into the eyes of Zelda.

Crystal: Yeah I just said that…

With that in mind Zelda grins as she pulls out a stylus and she flings it as hard as she can right against the head of Hilton. Crystal grabs at her head in pain as Zelda can’t help but laugh in return.

Zelda: That’s what you get for talking back to me. Now let’s get out of here. Time to go to Puerto Rico!!!!!!!! Crystal hometown 233….

Crystal: …

Crystal just gives her a death stare as Zelda hits the gas and leaves the parking lot.









On Camera

The cameras come into focus and as they do we are treated to a sight of Crystal Hilton standing in front of the baseball stadium. She gazes at it as she paces around back and forth. There are no Hollywood cameras surrounding her like usual. No signs of glitz or glamour. The only thing we get is Crystal Hilton clad in her street clothes. Her red hair drapes down the course of her back. The camera zooms in on her face and she takes a long deep breath as she begins to speak.

Crystal: Hello SCW… It’s funny how we find ourselves into certain situations right? Here I am in the middle of San Juan, Puerto Rico… And it’s a city that I am very familiar with as it’s the city where my father is buried. It’s the city where my grandmother lives, and more important than that. It’s a city that I am proud to call home. Of course I was born in Detroit Michigan, but it doesn’t take much that I am proud of my heritage. I am proud of where I come from, and while I have been on television doing I can to look down on other people. This city deserves a woman to stand up for them. They deserve someone to take a stand and to bring a championship to where it belong. And I am going to do everything in my power to ensure that girl is me.

Crystal nods her head in agreement as she continues to speak.

Crystal: Last week I took the fight to Vargas… Well I did everything that I could do but truth be told she was able to pull ahead at the end of the day. She rightfully should have won the match but here comes Mikah sticking her nose where it doesn’t belong. Here she comes planting the title proudly across the face of Vargas. Dragging me on top so that I could pick up the win. As much as I appreciate it… Thanks but no thanks. I don’t need you to get by Mikah. I can do bad all by myself I don’t need you to stick your nose in the middle of my affairs. For the most part you and I tend to get along really well. I have never had an issue with you…

Crystal smiles wider than before as she keeps her eyes locked on the camera.

Crystal: That is until now… Don’t take what’s going to come personally. After all you are the one that decided to get involved in the match and as a result your little match with Mercedes has now officially become a triple threat match. You do understand the harsh reality of what that means right? Sure you might be the best. The greatest thing to ever step foot through the doors of this company the stakes don’t get any higher than what they are at High Stakes V. Because now the so called best in the very business can lose everything she ever gained, and not even be pinned as a result.

Crystal begins to rub her hands together as she showcases her pearly white brights.

Crystal: What that means is if for some reason I manage to beat Vargas which I already showed I could do thanks to you… I would be crowned the SCW World Bombshell token and as Vargas showed before the referee was taken out. Before you entered the ring to try to shift things in your favour. Mercedes had me beaten and she had the match won against me. That just showcases she can beat me, and you don’t realize it but Vargas and I have been fighting all over the world for the past 5 years. That’s five years of trading titles of kicking each other’s ass and proving on a consistent basis that we have what it takes to beat the other.

I know you can sit there and preach how great you are but one doesn’t need to be so great in a triple threat match. You just have to be in the right place at the right time. In order words this entire match is going to come down to the concept of luck, and who is going to be the luckiest as soon as the bell rings. Now you have a chance to win. Don’t get me wrong… You have a 33.333 chance of winning the same as the rest of us.What are you going to do if you find yourself singled out of this match?!

Crystal raises an eyebrow as she nods her head in agreement.

Crystal: What are you going to do Vargas and I keep you out of this match entirely? Is it going to eat away at your soul? Is it going to annoy you to no end? Because if you didn’t realize it by now… That’s entirely the point I am trying to make. Vargas and I have unfinished business from Colombia. Business that we couldn’t take care of because you had to act like a dumb cunt. I thought we were friends Mikah I honestly thought we were. After all you mentioned on Twitter the other day that I was one of the two people on this roster that really understands who you are as a person. But the thing is do you UNDERSTAND who I am?!

Crystal shakes her head as she begins to speak some more.

Crystal: I don’t know where you get off like I am some subpar wrestler. Like I am not worthy of being where I am. You are honestly a travesty as the frontrunner for all of bombshell wrestling in this company. Whenever you see another bombshells match on the card, and asked which one looks good. It’s only the same thing. You don’t care because they simply aren’t worth your time. Really is that how you feel about the other women on the roster?! You should care because these are the same women that will one day rise up to challenge you for what you HAVE… They are the same women who bust their asses going from nothing into something. For about what will be five months now you have held that championship and I will be the one to finally put that title reign of yours to an end.

Can I be a cunt?! Hell yeah… I am not afraid to admit that I am a bitch. You can ask anyone I associate with that I am a bitch inside the ring. Outside I might be quirky I might come off as a nerd as a fun loveable person but the moment that bell rings. I do whatever it takes to get the job done. I don’t care who I have to stab in the back as long as I am standing in the spotlight that’s all that really matters to me in the end.

Crystal takes a long deep breath as she continues to speak.

Crystal: Now to be blunt. I know I might not be a threat on paper. After all I was the girl who was too afraid to even showcase her own identity in this company. I came out in a mask to make my father happy. I wore the La Paloma masked and I played it conservative. I got my ass handed to me by the likes of Natalie. I got beat over and over again by Natalie, Jessie Salco, and many others but it didn’t phase me because I kept on busting my ass. One day I had my breakthrough and the same very woman who I had never beaten before. I managed to beat her when it counts. I beat McKinley and I took that Roulette Championship right away from her, but in a weird turn of events it seems like the Roulette wheel turned in a way that even I didn’t expect when Keira decide to cash in on me.

I bitched about it for months. Yeah I even complained but guess what I took my lickings and she did beat me straight up. Is there still parts of me that wants to fight Keira again despite never beating her in my entire career? You damn right because I believe in my own hype and I know that whenever the bell rings. It’s a new match. It’s a fresh start and what happened in the previous encounter doesn’t mean a thing. So yeah my win lost record in this company hasn’t been the best. Hell defending against Candy Overton is the last major win I had here… OH but I did beat Alexis Edwards after that too, but you know what’s funny about her since we are on that topic?

Crystal has an arrogant expression on her lips as she continues to speak.

Crystal: It’s the fact that Alexis said she would wish me luck but I really don’t have a chance. Funny considering I BEAT HER BEFORE… But let’s overlook any of that. I can be a credible wrestler when I want to be and you on the other hand Mikah. You have showed that you do have a weakness. It wasn’t that long ago when Roxi made your ass tap out in the middle of the ring right? Yeah that’s exactly what I thought. On any given day anybody can beat anyone. Now compared to the both of you. I might not have the stellar accolades or amazing record. Vargas being a multiple time champion in this company with a decent record, and you Mikah being able to actually win the big one. But I do know that when push comes to shove I have what it takes to compete with the big dogs. I have what it takes to be in the same damn conversation, and it’s getting sickening watching people treat me like me winning a match is an automatic upset. Like I am nothing.

I am absolutely frustrated with the way my career is going. Four years ago I was a top tier champion. The name Crystal Hilton was something to be feared. It was famous and now it seems that’s all it is now. That the legacy attached behind the name has simply faded away, and it’s only brought up in old tapes. In old conversations and things like that. Well four years without a world championship makes me more dangerous than anybody else in this match. Because I feel like I have the absolute most the prove. I am the one wrestling with a chip on my shoulder, and I won’t rest until I am able to shut the critics up. I am not a washed up has been! I am not a thing of the past. I am the present and I certainly can be the future. I just need the chance to showcase so, and Mikah you were foolish enough to give me this chance.

Crystal begins to laugh hysterically as she begins to speak some more.

Crystal: Just remember when my hand is being raised as the new SCW Bombshell Champion Mikah… In all honesty it’s all on you. As far as you go Vargas. For us this is business as usual and in little more than a week we get to fight in San Juan Puerto Rico. We get to fight in Crystal country where my people will be filling up the stands to watch me wrestle. You remember how you felt when you got to compete in Buenos Aires Argentina? Do you remember how exciting that was? Well how do you think I am going to feel when I win a World Championship in my own city?

This past year has been a hectic one. It’s been one of many trials. It certainly has had it’s fill of tribulations. I had to bury my own father and he isn’t buried that far away from where we are about to wrestle. I feel like he is going to be right there watching me as his little girl goes on to become World Bombshell Champion. I feel like the odds are stacked against me but in all honesty I kind of like it that way. It means that this upcoming win will be much more worthwhile. No matter how much I get stomped on. No matter how much I get walked on. Nothing will ever stop this rose from blossoming. This is the rose that refuses to wither away. I am Crystal Hilton, and remember that perfection simply doesn’t fail… Or you could call me your future champion. Take your pick it really doesn’t matter. I will see you both in the ring.

Crystal cracks a wide grin and it’s on this image that we fade out on.