(Been a hot minute! Mac Bane used with permission)

It has been a while hasn’t it SCW.. But life happens. And it did for Kat Jones. A lot has changed since she was last seen in SCW. An awful lot has changed.. But now she is back and the first thing she did was ask for a match.. Naturally the powers that be in SCW were more than welcoming to her return to the ring and found a nice little bit of prey for her to sharpen her claws on and show the wrestling world and the SCW bombshell roster that the bitch is back.. Like the intro said.. What did Miss Manners do to piss them off.. No idea but it would not matter to her anyway. She has become prey and the HellKat is out on the hunt.. She has a goal set in mind and she will not be taking a step back to accommodate family.. She will not stay in her little corner of the roster just so she can watch others make their way to the top of the mountain. She will fight her way back to the top and whoever has the big title belt wrapped around their waist at the end of the journey is going to find out just who in the hell she truly is.. The gloves have come off.. This is the start of the true HellKat’s return.. Not the watered down nice version she had been for a long time.. Nice girls finish last… Kat tried being nice.. Did not work for her.. She is not nice.. Never was and never will be again.. She entered the Blast from the past tournament for a reason.. She has unfinished business in SCW.. And the journey to right the wrongs starts right now.


Standing on the deck of her mountain home for many years she could not feel that same contentment for the mountain view that once soothed her fractured mind.. The mountain life had been perfect for her for a long time but recently she felt haunted by the house that held so many memories.. Good ones and bad.. To escape the bad memories she had gone to her mountain home away from home in Austria.. Getting her mind right.. And came to realize that as much as she loved the house she had lived in for 8 years.. It was no longer her home.. Too much had happened in that house.. She needed to let it be in her past.. She could not bare to sell it.. So while she was helping the crazy twins during the hospital stay of one of them she was ordering the sheets and materials needed to cover up the furniture.. And loaded up the truck she drove with everything that she needed and wanted to take with her.. She had already found a new place.. One without the bad memories to fracture her mind worse.. Plus side.. Only the people she wants to, will know where to find her..

That peace of mind is priceless to her.. She whistled and her dogs came running from the yard to her.. Only 2 were left of the 4 she has.. Seeing them reminded her of the two she lost.. Like so many other things and people along the way the past year.. The oldest two having gone peacefully across the rainbow bridge to the heavens.. She had them for 8 years but they were already grown when she rescued them.. She knew the time would come and she was happy that they were together for that time.. She left for Austria right after taking her 2 remaining dogs with her.. Gotta love private planes.. She realized that where she was staying was dragging her down in the worst way.. She was going down a road that she had seen destroy others before and left before it could do the same to her.. But she had to return.. And when she did she realized that it was no longer home.. So the search was on for her new home and she found it.. Nowhere near Colorado.. Palisade.. Grand Junction and all the memories attached to the places and the people living there.. She is leaving without a goodbye as she knew one day when the memories would stop hurting she would return because her end of the road lies in the mountains.. But that end is not yet near.. Tapping her hand on the wooden rail surrounding the deck she turned and walked to her car with Bane and Cashe following her.. The dogs jumped into the backseat of the truck and Kat soon drove down that path once more and for the last time in what probably will be a long time..

It was early morning still when she started her journey as she was never one for sleeping in as it was.. 5 am when she got on her way with several stops to make for both her, the car and the dogs along the way. It was nearly 5 pm when she arrived at the hotel in her new home town.. One that welcomed dogs, even ones as menacing looking as Bane.. There was a bit of work to do on her new home before she could move in. She had sent a picture of the house  in a private message to Carter with the message, I just did this thing… I bought this house.. Kat had been wanting to take Carter with her to go shopping for the house..  She might live to regret it.. Carter with a credit card is dangerous…. But.. A change of scenery is needed from her usual. The peace and quiet of being in a place that is only known to a rare few is something she is looking forward to.. Those that matter will know.. Those that won’t know no longer matter. Feeling more and more like herself and no longer haunted by the memories that plagued her in the old house she made the call.. Speaking to Christian and having a nice little chat about her return in the tournament she asked him if she could get a tune up match.. And he had the perfect victim in mind.. Poor Miss Manners..

Miss prim and proper is going to find herself in a fight that she can not handle.. Try and make a lady out of Kat fucking Jones.. I think the entire roster would love to see you try that shit with her.. She might become popular just for facing Miss Manners..


Early morning phone calls could only mean one thing.. It is family calling.. And it is.. Her brother..

Kat : Hey.. Yeah we made it just fine..

Mac : Where are you.. What are you doing, did the trip go well ?

Kat : At the hotel.. Trip was fine when we arrived I checked in at the hotel and, I put the babies in the room and had dinner, got some decent sleep..

Mac : How does it feel to be away from the mountain..

Kat : Better.. I am all good truly..

Mac : Are you sure?

Kat : I got my babies and I got coffee…..

Mac : Do you need anything? Need me to come over now?

Kat : Mac! Chill there is no need to worry I got both of the dogs with me and you know Bane will not let anyone near me.. There is a reason why he was named after you and you are showing it right now big brother……

Mac : Yeah well after the past 6 months can you blame me..

Kat : Mac I am fine.. Truly….. 

Mac : Did you see the tournament sign ups..

Kat : Yeah I saw them.. It is gonna be fine as long as my luck does not fail me again I should be all good……

Mac : Tournament is looking pretty solid…

Kat :  You are right.. But yeah I guess we will see not a damn thing we can do about it right now anyway…….

Mac : True not until they pick your partner.. But what is next then..

Kat : They will be delivering the new furniture for the place tomorrow so that should keep me busy for a bit….

Mac : I have to go they are keeping me busy with PR stuff to do.. I wish I could hop on over and help you out..

Kat : No worries I got help and you go handle your business and I will talk to you soon..

Mac : Call me tonight.. Love you sis..

Kat : Love you… Bye..

Hanging up on her brother she looks down at the tattoo on her ankle.. It means even more now than it did when she got it.. Her finger automatically rubs over the small black wolf's paw tattoo she has on the inside of her ankle during the phone call and when she hangs up the call she smiles.. A gentle true smile.. Those smiles are rare for her but to have seen it.. That is even more rare.. He never fails to produce one.. The next thing she did was send out a text…

*Hey would you happen to know someone that would like to go decor shopping with me for my new place?*

It took about 5 seconds before the answer came from Carter..

*MEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEME!!!*

Someone was wanting to go shopping… Well it doesn’t hurt him that it would be done with Kat’s credit card.. And knowing Carter he could do some serious damage with it.. But it would be worth it.  The very next second the phone rings and a very hyper and very excited Carter was on the phone. After calming down the super excitable Carter. They set up a time and date for Friday before the show to go shopping.. It was another added benefit.. The show is in Phoenix and Kat is just 2 hours away by car so no hotel.. Sleeping in her own bed and no hotel coffee.. New state and new house to live in for the win! She had done some shopping for the house and got the essentials stacked in the kitchen of her new house but sitting on the balcony of her hotel watching the sun rise, life was looking pretty good at the moment for the resident HellKat..


“SCW faithful.. Did you miss me?”

The familiar voice spoke from the darkness before hitting the light switch showing an empty house and Kat standing in the kitchen holding a mug of coffee….

“Miss Manners.. How ironic that name for such a rude and obnoxious Karen.. But allow me to show you some real manners and introduce myself… My name is Kat Jones..The resident SCW HellKat.. Former SCW Bombshell Roulette champion.. 10 year veteran to this game we play… And I am back.. Stronger and worse than ever.. Now I know that sounds like a contradiction but it isn’t.. I am stronger physically and mentally than I have been in a very long time and that makes me worse… Worse to deal with.. You see I was already a nasty opponent to step into the ring with before.. Now I may be just as bad as the monsters in my family.. You however are going to find that out the hard way.. I am sorry to say that you are nothing more than the prey they flung into my cage to sharpen my claws on.. You made some mistakes in your own special way and pissed off some people backstage that you shouldn’t have messed with… You seriously fucked up..”

Kat chuckled and shook her head slightly before she continued to speak.. Her tone is low and calm..

“I know the powers that be in SCW for quite a few years now and I am wondering what in the hell made you believe that you could tell Christian or anyone walking around SCW how to dress… I really want to know what kind of brain fart produced that idiotic idea.. Now I know we actually share some opinions but we go about it a little differently.. As is to be expected as you are a spoiled little entitled rich bitch.. And I was born and raised on the streets of the worst neighborhood in the Nasty Natti.. I agree that this business should not be overrun with bleached blond half naked bimbo’s.. But.. You are sorta late with that.. That whole schtick ended like a decade ago..”

Kat smirked and tilted her head slightly…

“Want to know why the powers that be thought it would be an awesome idea to put you in a match with me.. They did it to hurt you.. Punish you.. You see they know me… They have come to know you and they know that you are not even remotely close to being on my level.. You are a mouthy little bitch with a fat bank account which is your little trust fund from your rich folks.. You wouldn’t know a real struggle.. You wouldn’t know a true fight or any kind of hardship.. I bet you were one of those debutant little prissy bitches in high school and you are keeping them knees tightly pressed together.. You should get you some from a real man and maybe you would not be such an annoying little brat..”

She shrugged it off a little as she truly could not care any less about Miss Manners..

“I am going to give you a little spoiler for this match we are having.. Teaching me manners and morals and etiquette during our match will only result in at the very least a concussion and more than likely torn ligaments and for sure a pulled muscle or two… or twenty.. You see I am a very technically skilled wrestler who inside that ring thrives on making little mouthy bitches scream in agony.. There is no feeling quite like twisting someone like you into a pretzel until you have no choice but to tap out or pass out… I am someone who dresses how she damn well pleases.. Does what she wants and could not give a rats ass what you or anyone else has to say about it.. The rare few people and I truly mean the rare few I will listen to when it comes to what I do and how I go about it.. That does not include you.. If you try to verbally lecture me inside the ring I swear to Satan, God, The angels and the demons that I will twist you up  in the middle of the ring in the most painful possible hold. You might even get the win because I would not let go either…”

The devilish smirk on her face revealed the dangerous intentions Kat already has in mind for her..

“Are you starting to get an idea of who in the hell you are put into the ring with yet? I hope you are.. I hope against hope that you are prepared for it because if you are not I am going to make you regret it.. Better yet.. Do yourself a favor and do not travel to Phoenix.. Stay away from the entire show and keep yourself far away from me.. You want manners and prim and proper little ladies backstage and bitch I ain’t a damn lady.. You are also not facing a wet behind the ears little puppy either.. You are facing a former SCW Bombshell  Roulette champion.. You do not take your opponents seriously very often and it is costing you here in SCW because those matches did not end up quite as you thought they would huh.. Yeah I paid attention to your last couple of sleep inducing speeches.. Thanks for the amazing night of sleep I received from the stinking pile of horseshit that you spew out of your mouth.. You may be prim and proper but you are also boring as hell, judgemental.. Your promo work needs a lot of work and well.. You are pretty much the boil on the ass of the wrestling society..”

Kat took a sip of her coffee grimacing at it having gone cold..

“I am not claiming to be much better than you when it comes to being a bitch.. I am one and I know it.. But unlike you I never considered myself superior to others.. Better than them in status because of my bank account.. You are everything that gives white women a bad reputation.. But here is a little advice for you.. I would heed it as it will make the biggest difference in your immediate future.. Keep your mouth shut… And maybe you will survive.. But knowing you as little as I do but have seen more than enough of.. You’re not going to listen and yap away… Making this whole thing worse on yourself because I will find the need to do something about that blabbermouth you got.. Like choking you until your face turns red and your lips turn blue.. Stomping your head into the mat.. Or slamming it into the turnbuckle until you are cross eyed.. Maybe take a page out of the book from someone I know and kick you stupid or until you cough up blood… Either way works.. If you doubt that I am capable of doing that.. I suggest you go and do your research darling.. Because I can do all of that and much, much more.. As my brother used to say… Fuck around and find out..”

With that said Kat hits the light switch and the place is shrouded in darkness once more…

It has been a crazy time the past few weeks. From winning the title and defending it. Having the show off and seeing on TV that your sister is beaten to within an inch of her life and the one man that always preached how he was her friend stood there and watched. Kat does not give a fuck what Masque holds over Knox.. He was dead to her before this day but she will watch with pleasure as Mac will come and get him some of Knox. And get revenge.. But that leaves Masque.. Well.. She is going to find Kat in her way soon enough. Now before she can get that match requested she needs to get past a former SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion.. Krystal Wolfe.. As good as she may be inside the ring she is not the brightest when it comes to dealing with injuries. She has shown this for the world to see. And showing weakness to someone in the mindset Kat is in. That can be lethal. She will not actively attack the stitches she has.. Blood is such a pain in the ass to get out of your gear after all but if it happens anyway.. Ah well.. Kat is known to be protective of her family and the merciless beatdown given to Amber enraged her as she was powerless to stop it. Unlike most of SCW Kat never downplayed the danger that is Masque.. She knew damn well what Masque is capable of but was told to leave it be. Amber could handle it. And she could have.. Tricked and beaten down.. Betrayed.. Kat knows the feeling all too well and she could care less if it happens to her she will deal with it as she has before.. But not to her sister.. Her already troubled sister.. So many times Amber had told Kat not to act.. But this time around Kat will not be held back as she goes for Masque.. And where does Krystal come into play.. Well.. It is always good to have a few practice swings before you go for the main target. And what better way to prepare for an all out bloody war than a Roulette title defense.. While most may hope to get the least dangerous match on the wheel.. Kat is hoping for the most brutal one on there so she can deliver a message to Krystal, Masque and every other bombshell on the current roster.. Does she have a favorite type of match.. She does.. And it is one Krystal would hate to endure…

Some people may have thought Kat weakened.. But the truth is….. The Kat Jones that won the title.. The Kat Jones that got the contendership to begin with.. The Kat Jones that defended her title successfully.. That Kat Jones is not the one stepping into the ring with Krystal.. That Kat Jones still had doubts and chinks in her mental armor.. The one that was awoken by the brutal attack on her sister.. That is a whole different animal.. One that only a rare few have seen before.. Some relish in her change.. Some will grow to hate it.. Mostly her opponents for the foreseeable future. Her trainers, all dangerous in their own right with violent pasts, relish the change.. Her brothers only smile proudly as they know exactly what Kat is wanting to do and approve of it. She has always been dangerous and brought the fight but the woman she has become has no fucks to give on her own well being and will gladly rip the joints clean out of their sockets and break already bruised ribs.. There is a switch inside of her.. While she can be sweet and generous to those friends and the ones that she calls family.. Caring.. Nurturing.. Loving.. When that infamous bitch switch is hit that is when her darker nature wants to break free and her desire to snap tendons and break skin comes clawing out of her and she has held back those darker desires.. Toned them down to make it more palatable for those that watch but those days are over. Time to sharpen the claws and show all of SCW where those nicknames came from.. 

WildKat… HellKat.. Names given to her when she showed her true dark self.. When that switch is flipped that is when one of the most dangerous and crazy competitors in SCW comes out to play.. While she may only get to fight women in SCW she has been fighting men around the world for a long time now. And still does elsewhere.. And more often than not comes out victorious.. She is vicious.. She is dangerous and most of all she relishes the unapologetic violence of those matches.. She knows Krystal was a Roulette Champion for a year.. Does that impress her.. Not really.. Kat held titles for long reigns before.. And she is not intimidated by that record of Krystal.. She was a World Heavyweight Champion herself for 9 months straight fighting men twice her weight and a foot taller on more than one occasion and retained her gold.. Krystal, as good as she may be, is making a grave mistake. One that cost many before her more than they were willing to give up. Underestimating Kat has always been something that she warned people for but realizes that some are just too thick headed to realize the imminent danger they are in when facing Kat.. Some people just refuse to see beyond their little circle and only see what they want to see.. Believe their own hype and when it comes crashing down on them they will bitch and moan.. Some people will just not listen or see anything different from what they believe..  And those will just have to learn the hard way. And Krystal has already shown the world that she is the definition of thick headed and stupid. Don’t believe me.. Just look at her twitter timeline and the responses on the crap she spewed. It may be just me but I don’t think that your boss calling you a poor sweet delusional child is a compliment..

~Midnight Wednesday night Palisade Colorado~

While her houseguests were sound asleep in the warm and comfortable bed of her guestroom and her man Chris had already said goodnight as well Kat sat on the deck behind her house in the warm and mild night. The fire crackling in the pit they have on the deck and she is laying on one of the lounge chairs.. The sight of her sister in that hospital bed haunted her as well as the words spoken since by those that betrayed her like this.. Was it fair to claim that nobody tried to stop Masque.. No.. Many tried and failed to do so.. And some were told not to.. Kat was warned for Masque.. And unlike the others did not fail.. It may be the only loss she had in SCW.. Tag team loss sure.. But unlike all those others that failed Kat did not lay in the ring another victim to Masque and she was planning to get herself a piece of Masque.. Call it revenge.. Call it an attempt to stop her.. Call it whatever you want.. Kat just wants to give her a dose of pain and violence.. The other one that betrayed her sister.. Kat is not stupid.. He did not make the choice of his own free will.. But she is not forgiving him for anything he has done.. And nobody else will either.. Her hands balled into fists as she feels the rage building inside of her and wanting to break free.. The nails digging into the skin of the palms of her hands as she shook trying to keep her composure.. The title Masque holds.. She can keep.. Kat is not interested in that title.. She does however want to fight.. Keep the gold.. Keep the title.. The gold fever has not taken hold of her.. It never had..

A low growling sound escaped her as she remembered all too well how the gold fever made her sister into someone she barely recognised and made the man that fought by her side a cocky, arrogant asshole.. One who has betrayed friendships before.. It should not surprise Kat that he did it.. But with it being Amber.. It did come as a shock.. That same man is now the Judas and he will pay.. This is not going to smooth over.. An eye for an eye is something this family takes very literally.. The weapon used on her sister is now in the hands of the avenger.. It will be given back to the Judas with force and the avenger will use it to return the pain it gave Amber.. With interest.. And to get a shot at Masque she will need to keep her title.. Losing against anyone.. Krystal or anyone else.. That would only halt her in her journey to get her hands on Masque.. And because of that.. Krystal is screwed.. Because there is nobody more motivated to inflict permanent damage to anyone standing in her way to get her hands on Masque than Kat..

Taking deep breaths Kat sat there for a moment longer before she spoke softly into the night the promise that she spoke into her sister's ear while the two were alone for a moment..

Kat : The destruction will be yours my sister.. You will be back stronger than ever and that is when you will destroy Masque.. Nobody else should get to finish it but you. But I promise you I will have her screaming in pain and have her begging for mercy and she will find that I will have none for her.. She will feel every bit of pain she inflicted on you.. I promise you… She will regret her actions.. And her words.. As will he…… But there will be no mercy for either of them.. I promise you..

The low growls of two of her dogs sitting by her side, joined her own growling voice as she swore her vengeance into the night to the moon and stars above and it sealed the promise as they can tell better than most just how disturbed their mom is at the moment.. She was playing the perfect host to her guests.. The perfect friend to the man that was in a tough spot himself due to what has happened.. Nobody is making him choose a side.. It would be unfair to do so.. Holding her glass still filled with whiskey tight enough in her hands that her knuckles turned white as she tried to reign herself back in.. Two strong hands came down on her shoulders and it was Chris.. How long he had stood there she does not know but he does know what Amber means to Kat and how much it hurts Kat to see her in the hospital like this.. As well as seeing what it did to Mac.. He was changing.. Perhaps for the better.. Perhaps for the worse.. The avenger will leave a trail of blood in his wake when he has finally had his fill of this bloodied revenge.

The warmth of Chris’s hands helped to relax her as she brought herself back. The low growl faded as she relaxed enough to not have her glass in a death grip anymore.

Chris : Come..

She nodded slowly before she followed him into the house, the dogs going into their own room and Kat left her still half filled glass of whiskey on the counter in the kitchen before they went to bed and there was no need for words between them. Her energy drained as it had been a long and crazy hectic week.. He knew where her mind was just now and what she is wanting to do the most and he will help her harnas it again for this upcoming show but there were no promises made that she could or would not keep.. He only held her close and let her relax in his arms..

It was not even five am the following morning when Kat was already back out on the deck watching the first light appear from behind the surrounding mountains. Holding a big mug of steaming hot coffee in her hand and she was already going through what she had been wanting to say in her mind.. She was more focused and more driven than she had been in a long time and that would be something that needed to be clear for all the world to see.. Krystal is just somebody in her way but it will be the message to all of SCW but most of all to Masque when the match is over and it is Kat standing there with her hand raised.. They will all know just how dangerous Kat Jones has become.. While some may hope for a nice and easy match Kat is hoping for submissions only.. Or something with weapons.. To either quench her thirst for spilling blood and painting the canvas crimson with Krystal’s blood or silence the voices in her head that beg and plead for the cries and screams of torn tendons and dislocated joints.. Either or would be welcomed. Chris had already set up the camera and he was currently polishing off the second pot of coffee they share in the early morning hours before anyone else is even awake.. Neither do personing well without a lot of coffee in their system after all.. He stood by her side and there was a wicked grin on his face as he knew that this is the woman he got to know all those years ago..

Chris : They have no clue what they started, neither of them do.. They think they know but neither of them have any idea of the amount of pain and suffering that is coming their way.. From all sides...

Kat turned towards him and the evil intent glittered in her dark eyes..

Kat : None whatsoever.. Let them be ignorant.. Let them believe it is only those few touched by this act of evil.. One after another will be coming for them.. They unleashed us.. And they will pay..

Chris : Show them.. Show them all.. Inside the ring.. Bring the bloodied revenge you are craving to anyone that gets in your way..

Kat nodded and kissed him gently so opposite of how she looked.. Her eyes were made up dark as the night.. Highlighting her pale skin and dark eyes even more.. Her lips are blood red.. Her clothing black on black.. There is no smile on her face.. Just a nasty sneer.. Time for being nice is over..
~Promo~

The sun had just started shining over the mountains and the warm morning light clashed with the dark appearance of Kat Jones making her look even paler and darker than she already is by nature.

Kat : As much as I want to verbally rip into the woman responsible for the devastating attack we all got to see and the snake that helped her do it.. I am going to leave it at this.. I told you before.. And I am saying it again… You will come to regret your actions and your words Masque..

Kat sneered and the dark and evil intentions sparkled in her nearly black eyes.

Kat : But before I can truly focus on Masque and getting my measure of revenge on her.. I have to face maybe the most stupid opponent I have had to face since stepping into Sin City Wrestling.. Do not get me wrong I am not downplaying her abilities as she has proven those with her long reign as the Bombshell Roulette Champion.. No.. But let’s start with her surviving a brutal match that everyone got to see how she got several injuries during that match.. First act of stupidity.. Checking herself out of the hospital.. Knowing damn well that her trainers, coaches and family would not let her even get near anything to do with training.. Which is perhaps one thing we have in common.. Wanting to train.. But even I would not check out against doctors orders.. And if you thought the stupidity ended there.. No.. She went on to post her injuries on social media.. Like I said.. Giving me targets.. The list is extensive.. And somehow she believes that she will be magically recovered in time to face me.. Let’s start with the concussion you have been cleared from.. It only takes a little knock to the head to be right back where you started with a concussion.. Too many concussions are also career ending.. Might want to keep track how many times you were knocked loopy by your opponents.. Or perhaps learn some fucking defense so you do not get concussed as often..

Kat smirked and raised an eyebrow..

Kat : The stupidity did not end there, did it Krystal ? You had to mention the stitches.. You got at least 3 to 7 more days to go with those after our match.. That is if I do not bust you wide open again when we face.. I told you and I meant it, that I would not target them but wrestling with stitches is always a messy business and I do hate removing bloodstains from my gear.. It is a pain in the ass to deal with and that is why I will be picking full black gear for our match as a precaution.. Because who knows where the wheel will end up.. It might involve weapons and I will break skin on other places of your body instead and trying to get blood out of purple gear was a chore I am not wanting to repeat.. Same with blue and even red gear.. So black it will be.. But if everyone watching thought that was the ultimate bit of stupidity.. Nope.. Guess again.. Krystal then went ahead and mentioned that she has bruised ribs.. Now I am not sure where she got the idea in her head that she would be healed and pain free by the time our match is up but I would make sure you walk by the doctor’s office in the back and let doc or one of the trainers tape those ribs up tight sweetheart because you will be wanting to scream in pain for breathing too deeply soon into the match.. Or hitting the ropes with them.. That hurts like a bitch..

Kat shrugged and took a sip of her coffee as she put the mug down again she smirked..

Kat : I am not sure if it was the concussion talking or just plane and simple stupidity and it was even pointed out to you by me and our boss.. You know he really should have made you go through a full physical just to make sure you got nothing to bitch and moan about when you lose this match and the opportunity to call yourself champion again.. And yes.. The stupidity did not end there..

Kat chuckled and shook her head..

Kat : You claim to know the wheel all too well but yet you got no fucking clue which matches are most devistating.. You were literally saying that you hoped for a falls count anywhere match where your bruised ribs are a non factor.. You do realize that in such a match anything goes right.. We could be brawling in the backstage area.. I could slam your body into crates.. tables.. use anything I can get my hands on and crack your already bruised ribs taking away your ability to breath pain free for a long long time.. How in the hell could that be a non factor match for your ribs? More stupidity.. Sure why not is what Krystal probably thought.. She then proceeded to try everything she could think of to get training in with her injured body.. But she should have known that nobody in her regular gym, the Go Gym, would allow her even into the building let alone work out or train with her injuries..

If you had been wanting to work-out and train like I have done injured so many times you would need to be sneakier and go to a gym elsewhere where they do not know the extent of your injuries or be actually smart and listen to the people that actually give a damn about you and refused to let you train injured.. Out of all the bullshit you were spewing on social media I have only found one thing you said to be true.. And you were all over twitter tagging me in every failed attempt to get training in to be ready for me.. Trying to impress people only to wind up being escorted out of the building on Tempest’s shoulder.. And neither of the Baltasarssons brothers was impressed with the violence and the match either.. That must have stung a little.. Wrestling purists do not care much for blood, gore and weapons sweetheart.. You should know better than to try and impress either of them with what you did to get the title shot.. Face it for god's sake.. Hun.. You are injured.. You are going to have to dig deep and bring the guts and heart it takes to fight injured.. Because we are not living in the world of Harry Potter where some magical school nurse gives you a magic potion and your injuries are instantly healed..

Kat rolled her eyes and drank from her coffee again before she spoke again..

Kat : The only one thing you said that was true is that being put into a submission only match against me is going to be hell on you.. As I relish putting people in holds that stretch and puts pressure on their body to the point of giving out.. Folded into a pretzel stretching out that ribcage would surely make you sing in a pitch higher than you thought you were capable of.. Because that is exactly what I like to do.. But that is the only one thing you have said and done so far that is actually true.. But the fact remains that you are going into this match, where anything is possible stipulation wise, injured to your ribs… Still sporting stitches.. Cuts, abrasions.. Scaving and smaller bruises from the violence you endured to get this chance.. There is not a single match on the wheel that would not hurt you.. How you can even forget such a thing and get cleared to compete blows my mind..

It shows that either you are even more stupid than you have shown yourself to be this past week on twitter.. Or you should not have been cleared to compete because you are definitely still concussed.. So what is it going to be.. Stupid or still concussed.. Either way does not matter to me because I really do not give a fuck either way.. I am going into the ring to send a message and I am using your vocal cords to deliver it.. It doesn't matter what type of match we will be getting Krystal.. I am still going to twist you into a pretzel.. I will have the arena filled with your screams and I will use every move in my extensive arsenal to hurt you.. You supplied me with the targets for the most effective way of hurting you.. To give me those screams I am wanting to hear.. Will we hear the screams rise in pitch as I tighten the hold and tendons tear and joints crack under the pressure.. Or will we hear the pitch rise when your bruised ribs get cracked by the force of a submission hold put on you and I sit down on it.. Bending your back and overstretching your chest and ribcage.. As I will be wearing black if I make you bleed in the process that makes the staining a non factor but your blood on my pale skin should make for a lovely picture of unapologetic violence and a warning to those it is meant for..

I do not mind painting the canvas and my skin crimson with your blood.. You should have recovered from the blood you lost last week by that time.. I never claimed to be sane.. Or super smart.. But I never supplied a defending champion with a list of injuries and stupidity on social media for the world to see.. You are so vocal about your year long reign as a champion before.. And you have the right to brag about it my dear but to be honest.. You never had to face me for your title then.. So if you are all of a sudden smart.. Call in sick and do not show up.. If you are the complete and utter idiot you have shown yourself to be already you will be in Arizona.. And staying there for a while as your precious partner would not approve of you checking out of the hospital early yet again.. Whatever you choose makes no difference to me.. I will be ready to dish out the violence as I am chomping at the bit to fight.. The title.. Yeah it is mine.. But titles come and go.. Unapologetic violence leaves a permanent impact.. On you.

With that said Kat took a sip of her coffee and turned towards the sun as it shone on her pale skin.. And the scene fades to black on the peaceful looking Kat but the ones that paid attention saw the nails digging in the palm of her free hand and the white knuckles..

~Off camera~

Kat turned towards Chris and he nodded and handed her the camera..

Chris : Send it off to SCW and go pick up Chloe.. She wanted to see Amber and Mac.. And I know you are wanting to check if he is okay..

Kat : Yeah.. I will be home as soon as I can leave from the show.. I will be flying Chloe home and then come home right after..

Chris held her tight for a moment and with a soft kiss he let her go inside the house to get it send off to SCW.. Before they would have breakfast with the houseguests and Kat having to leave.. Just a moment of normalcy before violence takes over..

Isn’t it funny that everyone seems to doubt Kat.. She was getting used to it by now to be honest. Amber did it.. Knox did it.. Family.. Friends.. And not management.. How typical. Doubting if Kat was truly ready for what it would mean to face the roulette champion. Because she is brutal, evil and all that jazz.. Obviously they have not been paying attention to Kat and those she is trained by. Compared to those in her life the champion is a kitten. She will never take her lightly as that is not her thing. But it will become painfully clear at this Climax Control that Kat Jones is one opponent that Jessie Salco and Diamond Steele have no clue to what means Kat will go to. Yes Kat is very much a technical wrestler but she will do what she needs to do to win any match she is put into and where she came from that means more than just having a roulette wheel decide which match it would be. So maybe it is time for them to see why she was given the monikers that she carries with her. WildKat.. HellKat.. Harbinger of Death.. Not given to her because she was the perfect little wrestler.. No.. It is because when she lets herself go on the unapologetic violence her entire being craves like a drug she will become the most vicious and ruthless being to step into the ring with.. Doubt it.. Doubt her.. She will only prove you wrong. Did she not win cleanly against two others to get this chance.. Did she not show that she was perfectly able to take down anyone in her path.. No.. Well watch her closely then.. She has only just begun.. Why not go back to how she was once before.. They did not like her then.. Almost nobody did back then.. Too brutal.. Too violent... But hell she already lost most she cared for what is a few more right..

Kat was not from a loving family.. That is why she built one of her own choosing instead. And why it hurt her so deeply to see those she took into that family betray her. Hurt her.. She was used to it from a lot of people to hear those hateful comments. She knew it was going to get ugly but the extent of it.. That cut her deeper than the knife she carried on her could ever do. She would not make anyone choose between her and anyone else so Kat isolated herself.. Is pulling away from those that she loves more and more.. A few remained.. Those that have been true for years.. Cy.. Chris.. Jase.. It was a close knit and tight little bunch.. She did not even count Whisper and everyone in the HG.. They are near and dear but not as close as they are and have proven themselves to be.. She stepped away from Mac and he did not seem to notice it at first.. And while she knew if she thought rationally that he had his plans.. Kat cannot see them as she is not rational. It was only a couple of weeks ago after all that Cy had pulled her away from the cliff.. And the one that hurt her the most is Mac’s wife. Something Kat respects and gives her more reason to stay away from Mac then his less than obvious plans elsewhere are.. Which is why Kat made sure to book a hotel far away from the arena where the show was to be held at.. A resort that would help her in staying away..

She flew to Lesbos alone.. She arrived alone and while her interactions on twitter did not show her true mental state.. It did show glimpses if you looked hard enough.. Mac’s tag team partner said he would see her there.. Her response was simple.. You just might.. But she left out the part that should have followed.. But I doubt it.. Memes that people think are funny.. But they are the cold hard truth.. She is scared.. Not for what would happen in the match, that is nothing she could fear as she survived worse.. A lot worse over the years. And when Kat gets scared she tries to avoid it.. Avoid those that could hurt her even more.. She is growing colder.. More ruthless.. Untrusting.. Reckless.. For her it doesn't matter anymore what type of match she is put in.. If it was a technical masterpiece or a brutal cage fight with weapons and bloodshed galore.. If she wins or loses.. They finally drove her there.. Where the only thing remaining is the desire to unleash unapologetic violence on her opponents.. She was sitting on the balcony looking out into the darkness that had fallen over Lesbos.. The lit up town was slowly becoming darker as the lights went out and most went to bed.. And yet she was still sitting there.. A chill had come over her and shivers ran down her spine.. She had missed calls and messages on her phone that she didn't even bother to check.. She heard it go off in the room but could not be bothered to get up and grab it. She was pretty sure she knew who most of them were from.. And she did not want to speak to him right now.. The shocker at Level Up at the very end of the show where she won by DQ so that champ did not lose his title to little old Kat.. His arrival.. Side by side with those that beat the living hell out of her before..

Rational thinking Kat would know there was a plan.. But there is nothing rational about Kat Jones.. She was in survival mode.. The one she was in back in Cincinnati.. She had always said that she was a street rat from the gutters of Cincinnati and she was not lying.. Anyone that knows Kat even a little knows that she will always give you the truth no matter how blunt it will be said. And that is why she is avoiding Mac… Because she knows that she would give him the truth how she saw it and it would not be a pretty and nice conversation.. She would avoid him at the arena before and after the show.. She had to.. That is why she was staying at a different hotel.. Why she had planned on staying in the hotel and resort and not even bother going out to check the island.. She was pretty sure she would run into him if she did. And right now she just wanted to grow colder.. A low growl even coming from her throat at the thought of running into him.. She was not in the best states of mind one could be in.. She was not the most stable minded in SCW on a good day but this was not a good day.. It Has not been a good day for a while.. Did she miss him.. Yes she did.. She missed Amber and Knox as well but not the way they are now.. She missed who they used to be before gold fever got to them.. And that is something she is wanting to avoid by any means even if she is fighting for a title soon.. She is not wanting to become like them.. She used to want to be exactly like Amber.. Successful and respected.. But when she changed.. That changed as well.. Kat still sneered at the thought of what they had become.. They were so much better before they got into their own hype.. Before they believed that the wrestling world shone from their asses.. Before they believed themselves to be the end all and be all of this industry.. Running themselves into the ground by performing everywhere.. Enabling each other's hype and making each other seem more than human.. Until they failed.. And even then the gold fever drove them to heights of hypocrisy and idiocy never seen before..

Kat got up from the chair she was lounging in while her thoughts, scrambled as they are, are getting the best of her.. She walked into the room and pulled out her backpack and got her phone out and she was right.. Messages and missed calls from Mac.. She tossed the phone on the bed and she grabbed the handheld camera from the bag instead. She headed back out onto the balcony as her mind was trying to convince her to look at the messages and call Mac back but they were pushed back as the fear rose within her causing her to twitch and shiver. She set up the camera and grabbed her bottle of water and sat down in the chair she had been lounging in before.

~On Camera~

The scene opens on Kat sitting on the balcony of what is obviously her hotelroom. It is dimly lit but her contrasting dark hair and white skin makes it easier to see her well.

Kat : It is still funny to me how people underestimate me.. Sure I may not be the most well known for being a hardcore match fighting brawler.. But I have had more than my share of violence in this game.. I was a hardcore champion before.. I have fought more dangerous matches than the roulette wheel has on there. Cage matches were my reality at the age of fourteen.. Brutality and danger were what I grew up on.. But I have to be impressed with Jessie Salco because she used to hold the Roulette championship.. I have to be impressed because she is a SCW original.. A veteran.. I may not have been in SCW for a long time but I am a far cry from a rookie… I have been fighting for most of my life.. Fighting to survive.. Fighting to eat.. Fighting to sleep safely every now and then.. I was fourteen years old when I started living on the streets of Cincinnati and I grew tougher and meaner really quick. Fighting underground to make a buck so I could eat.. Fighting on the streets to make sure that I kept what I had.. Fighting with weapons.. Fighting in cages.. Fighting has been my life since the day I was born.. I am sorry if that makes me jaded and less easy to impress.. I became a wrestler because someone gave me that chance.. Someone gave me the means to survive and live normally.. Someone took a chance on a Cincy street rat and I will never forget that.. But no matter that I am now no longer in danger of living on the streets again.. No matter that I do not have to go to bed hungry if I don’t want to.. No matter the wrestling skills I was taught.. Inside.. I am still the same Cincy street rat that I was born to be..

But nobody looks beyond the obvious.. Nobody.. Not even management who I am sure saw my track record.. My bio.. They should have known better than to provoke me and disguise it by calling it a tune up match to see if I was truly ready for the brutality the champion unleashes.. I was born ready.. Brutality was homelife for the first fourteen years of my life.. Danger has been my soul companion over the years that followed.. I am not afraid of the wheel and what type of match it can put me in.. It can not be worse than what I have already overcome.. I have heard the comments and the bullshit that I am not taking things seriously.. That I seemingly have to be impressed with you Jessie.. Or with the champion but the truth is simple. It takes a whole lot worse than what you can do to me to impress me. Have you seen my chosen family.. Brutality and violence is what binds us together.. My brothers are all the most brutal and violent men on the rosters of the federations they enter.. Every single one of them.. Even those that left over the years..

Kat smirked and took a sip of water, her dark eyes seemingly glittering with malice and violent intentions making her seem more deranged than ever..

Kat : One of them dreamed of skinning others including me alive and wearing my skin sewn into a leather jacket.. God how I miss Erron sometimes.. And Dakota he is the epitome of violence and just his appearance has made many turn around and walk away as he screams danger while he is silent. Cyrus and Jase.. Lord they may joke around sometimes.. But put them in the ring and you and your career can be in extreme danger if you so much as blinked at them wrong.. Violent, dangerous and extreme.. But as I am the baby sister I am doubted.. But what I have been doing for the well being of those I face in the ring.. I have been holding in that what makes me the HellKat.. Slowly I have been letting the leash go.. And letting the real me get seen.. And those I faced have been in the ring with a totally different Kat Jones lately.. But that management wants to doubt me being ready.. That I am doubted.. That I am labeled as the failure and the sad one.. It fuels me.. So go right ahead.. Doubt me.. Doubt my capability of enduring and dishing out violence.. I would hope Jessie that you with your veteran status do better than to underestimate me.. I hope that you are not going to make the same mistakes as many made before you and found themselves wishing they had not been so stupid..

I am giving you fair warning here to not make that mistake.. Do not go there because it will not bode well for you if you do.. I am not going to try and scare you that I am more violent.. I am not going to downplay what you can do.. I know you have more experience in roulette matches.. But I also know that most veterans have a case of know it all-ism.. And they tend to overlook the obvious.. I am hoping that you are not one of those because I have dealt with that already recently and I am sick and tired of that downplay little Kat movement.. Because I will be ready for every possible match that can pop up on that wheel. We do not really know each other Jessie but I do hope you are not going to join in on that because I will have to respond then and you will not like it.. I am no rookie to this business.. I am a veteran in violence and I will have no issues in taking Lesbos to the streets of Cincinnati..

Kat sneered and the evil intentions shone in her dark eyes as her voice grew colder and darker.

Kat : So I am actually hoping that we get the most violent option on that wheel.. So I can once and for all shut everyone up. Because I am making this very clear.. I came into this world kicking and screaming covered in someone else's blood.. And I do not mind going out the same way.. Can you say the same.. So what kind of matches do you want.. For me.. Weapons filled cage match.. Hell in a cell.. No DQ.. Falls count anywhere.. Submission match.. Combined all of the above.. It is all fine with me.. It is about time that all of this place gets a glimpse of the hell they are unleashing with their doubts and comments.. I have seen them all and heard them all before and I will relish in shutting them all up one by one until I have gotten my hands on every single last of them.. The list is not too long.. This is just a step up to get to them one by one.. I am not making light of you or Diamond for that matter but it is what it is.. You were not on that list and neither is Diamond for that matter.. But you are going to serve as an example and I will show them all who they created and what they are missing out on..

Learn from those that made the mistake of underestimating me.. Learn from those that thought it was smart to insult me.. To downgrade me.. To mock me.. Learn from them because it fuels me to even worse levels of violent intentions.. Do not make the same mistakes because I will not react kindly to it anymore.. You are not family.. You are not a friend of mine.. They were.. Were being the key word.. No more.. The nice girl that I was too many is gone.. Only a select few remain.. And you are not one of those either.. You are in that big gray area. You are neither.. Do not get on the wrong side.

Kat took a sip of her water.. She leaned back in the chair and tilted her head slightly..

Kat : I am probably rambling and stopped caring when I do.. Now Jessie.. I know you are a nearly ten year veteran of SCW.. Congratulations.. Did you want a medal for that or something. A trophy.. Or are you still that hungry competitor you used to be.. Because as much as you are a seasoned veteran I am also seeing someone that is not as focused as the champion she once was.. I am also seeing a sort of lazy acceptance in you.. And I am not even remotely wanting to face a SCW veteran that is resting on her laurels.. Yes you did all of those accomplishments.. Yes you have been there forever.. And yet.. You are not clambering for gold.. Where is that Jessie Salco that was a little spitfire.. The thorn in the side of anyone that was wanting the top gold in SCW.. Where is she.. Because I have been paying attention and while you bask in the glory of days past still.. Bask in the adoration of the SCW faithful fans.. Where is the Jessie Salco that earned that adoration.. Where is she.. Because if this is the level you were at back then.. If this is the intensity of SCW back then.. Would you have gotten those accolades and titles if I had come to SCW when I was first approached to do so over 7 years ago..

You want respect.. And I do respect your accomplishments.. But I do not respect you.. Why.. Simple.. I pay attention to what is spewed out into the open air and while you were downgrading Levana.. You mentioned something that did not sit well with me at all. Who in the hell do you think you are to say who does or does not belong in any type of match. Management decides that.. Not you.. Granted Chloe was eliminated fast but who in the hell appointed you head of talent relations. The kid has something and she works hard. And nobody, especially not some veteran with her head back in her glory days has the right to say that she does not belong in any match. The girl got hired.. So she belongs.. She will be getting better and she is.. She is improving and while you may be too blind to see it.. I am not.. Yes I know, I know I was the one that eliminated her in record time.. I saw an opening and I took it.. Would have done it to anyone.. Could have been Levana.. Bella.. Mercedes.. Any one of them..

Kat smirked and leaned closer to the camera..

Kat : Since you paid such close attention to the match.. You must realize by now that I am not going to be a pushover for you or anyone in SCW.. I may not have won.. But I certainly showed exactly how tough I am to beat.. And you.. You have shown very little recently.. Do not cast stones while living in a glass house.. You have not been winning everything or holding titles yourself.. While you are not on the list of people to take down and out.. You are on the list of someone who needs to be humbled and reminded that she needs to up her game or she will be left behind..

With that said the scene fades to black..

~Off camera~

Kat grabbed her laptop and got the video sent off to SCW.. She moved the balcony again and stood at the railing watching the sea in the distance.. As much as she appreciated the view she already missed her mountains and was glad that she had arranged the flight home to be directly after the show was over.. Not only would it help her in avoiding the people she did not want to see.. But it would get her home sooner rather than later.. She needed her mountains to ground her.. They are not an escape.. As those that hurt her knew where she lived.. They also should have known better than to provoke this dangerous side of her.. It still angers her now what they said.. What they did.. And why… What was so damn important to them that they had to destroy what little had remained of the love she felt for them.. Worst part is.. If you truly love someone.. You never stop.. But there comes a point where enough is enough and you do not want to deal with them anymore.. It opened Kat’s eyes roughly in just how little that love was returned.. How she was lied to.. That is a dagger to the shattered remains of her heart.. And still she held their secrets.. She did not break that promise but they did…

Tears were once again flowing over her cheeks and she cursed at them.. She had shed enough tears over it to last a lifetime but here she was standing in a beautiful hotel room with a stunning view and she can not enjoy it as her slight blurred with more tears and the stinging of running make-up that got into her eyes.. It was still early in the states and she grabbed her phone and send her brother a message first..

* Got time to talk *

Her phone rang immediately.. Her relieved state of mind came out in the sigh she let go as soon as she picked up.. Her sniffling could be heard before he spoke..

Cy : Katarina.. Have you not shed enough tears over them yet..

Kat : I thought I had… But I guess not..

Cy : They are not worth your tears.. Not as they are now.. Even though I know they both used to be better people..

Kat : I can't help it Cy..

Kat wiped at her face and walked into the room before she let herself fall on the kingsize bed..

Kat : I keep wondering why…

Cy : You will never get the answer to that Katarina.. Because there is no reason.. There was no need for either of them to go there.. Unless they wanted to hurt you.. And from what I have seen that is exactly it.. They wanted to hurt you..

Kat hiccupped and felt more tears fall down her face as she literally felt her shattered heart ache even more..

Kat : And for what… A stupid fucking tag team match..

Cy : Gold fever makes the most level headed person stupid.. Both of them are consumed with holding gold.. You can see it as they are all over the place fighting people left, right and center.. Picking fights.. Needless fights..

Kat : Yeah I have seen it.. I should just mute them on social media.. Be done with all of it.. Their crap cost me more than just a few tears.. It is costing me everything…..

Cy : Mac..

Kat : I can not make him choose a side.. But how can I be close to him while I want to rip his wife apart..

Cy : You can trust him Katarina..

Kat : Can I.. You were not there in Greensboro.. He showed up there.. As part of that group that beat the hell out of me.. He carried me to the back when I passed out from the pain as the injuries were aggravated.. And yet.. He is working with them now.. How can I trust him?

Cy : I know it is hard… But you can trust him Kattie..

Kat : I hate that nickname..

Cy : Katarina.. My beautiful sister.. Listen to him…

Kat : I am not beautiful.. And I do not want to see him.. I am not.. stable..

Cy snorts and a short bark of laughter is heard through the phone as well as the smack Cy got from his girlfriend for it.

Kat : Thanks Kim…

Cy : When in the hell have you ever given a damn about being stable.. They needed to see just how dangerous you are, my little HellKat.. You have no more need for those that doubt you.. We believe in you because we know better than to doubt you.. We know better than to underestimate you.. You are my Sadistic Sibling.. It is not a tag team gimmick.. That is who you are.. My sibling and you are just as mean and sadistic as all of us..

Kat sighed and still felt the tears streaming down her face but the mood was getting different..

Kat : I wish you were here…

Cy : I wish I was as well.. Isn’t it crazy later over there..

Kat : Probably.. Still on US time with my body and brain so I am not overly tired yet..

A knock on the door came and Kat sat up on the bed..

Kat : Someone is here.. I will call you tomorrow..

Cy : Remember what I told you…. You can trust him..

Kat : I will think about it.. Love you..

Cy : And I love you..

Kat hung up as the knocking got a little louder..

Kat : Yeah yeah I heard you the first time….

Kat walked out of the bedroom area of her suite and into the living area before she opened the door and standing there with all six foot six and two hundred and eighty pounds of him glaring at her murderously was her brother.. Mac..

Kat : Fuck……

Do you know that feeling..

That feeling that it feels like no matter what you do, how hard you train, how hard you fight.. It just never seems to be enough.. Something always just seems to be in your way.. Yes Kat fought hard.. She lasted a long time until she faced the last opponent.. It was not enough again. She could blame everything under the sun.. She could believe the nice words she heard after.. She does not give a fuck. It was not enough.. Again.. And she is sick of it.. Sick of the almost.. But not quite.. It caused her to take a good long look at everything and everyone in her life and as was seen she is starting to call those out on their shit.. Even on twitter.. Roxi tried to downplay it.. She found out the hard way that Kat was not having it.. But Roxi and Keira both are being put on the sideburner.. They can wait.. For this week Kat has a much harder trial awaiting her.. Yes harder than facing Keira or Roxi because quite frankly, Kat would not give a fuck about verbally ripping them to shreds but her opponents this week.. This is where there is a problem.. She is already quite sure that neither of them has an issue with it.. But as Kat has found before.. They always claim there will be no hard feelings after the match is over and done with.. There always is.. And while she had said her goodbyes to Matthew Knox a while ago.. Amber however.. She is her sister if not by blood, but by heart… And probably the only one that knows,if she thinks clearly for a moment would know better than either one of the men in the match, the very real problem Kat Jones is becoming..

Kat knows Amber is hurting… The loss of her title hit Amber like a ton of bricks.. She would have recovered well from that without much of an issue but the dismissive reactions of others.. Like the loss of the belt somehow made Amber less dangerous.. That did her in.. But as much as Amber is trying to make the world see that she is still as dangerous as ever and make them pay for thinking and saying otherwise.. She is doing the exact same thing.. She is just as dismissive.. Just as careless with her words.. Sure Kat does not have the best track record lately.. But… There is one thing you should never do.. Never underestimate Kat Fucking Jones.. And Amber does just that.. Oh.. And Knox will too.. But neither one has faced this Kat Jones before.. The same one that held a World Heavyweight Championship for 9 months straight.. If you were to place a bet on that both of them will make the same fucking mistake.. You would be placing a winning bet. Both have faced Kat in the past.. Amber a long time ago and even Knox did about a year or so ago.. But both of them were in a very different place in their life and a one on one fight between them would become uglier now than the horror it was back then..

Both of them should know better.. But they don’t.. Both of them should see it.. But neither of them realize it.. They should.. But they won’t.. Both of them are too consumed by their own ego’s.. Hyping each other up.. Making themselves look invincible.. But they are not.. But neither of them know the Kat Jones that is coming into this match.. Do not look for your at one time lover Knox.. Do not look for your sister Amber.. She won’t be there.


~Off Camera~
It was Wednesday morning barely.. It was still very early as the sun had yet to come up when Kat was standing on the deck of her mountain home. The only light being the lamp just outside of the sliding doors leading into the lounge area of the house. Inside the house all the lights were out.. Holding a big mug of hot coffee dressed casually.. She was about to head out deeper into the mountains and woods surrounding her home. She was not going to be alone because big brother refused to let her. Maybe dressed too casually with older and worn all star sneakers underneath black skinny jeans and a sweater.. The worst of the cold has come and gone already and she was just waiting for Cy to arrive so that they could make their way up the rocky cliffs and get a good work-out in.. The mountain trails she uses are no joke and will test you to your final step. But worth it. She heard Cy’s car driving up the path to her house and finished the coffee she had left in her mug before placing it on the table and grabbing her jacket and backpack. She headed for Cy’s car and once she stepped into the car Cy could already tell that her mood was different.. Murderous intent burning in her dark eyes the second their eyes met and he just nodded his head. He too knows Amber all too well.. But he knows Kat better than anyone else in this world..

There was no need for words for either of them. Neither of them are morning people even with coffee in their system.. And Kat does not need to hear pretty words to encourage her.. She needs his presence alone, which is more than enough for her. While they drive away from the house and take the main road heading towards Denver deeper into the mountains Cy puts his hand on hers and can almost feel the tremor in her limbs. Like a livewire underneath her skin.. He knows she is so close to losing it entirely.. Barely grasping on to the seams holding her together. Besides him only two others realize just how bad she truly is becoming.. The rest.. Downplay it.. Just like they will.. Kat already knows this.. That is their method of operation.. It may not seem like it to many but Both Knox as well as Amber are predictable.. Very predictable.. Kat won’t be much more than a footnote as both of them are focused on the man Kat is teaming with.. Fellow Savior member Ken Davison.. It has already started.. On twitter they already showed their cards.. Focusing on Ken and dismissing Kat.. But that is fine.. They will find out the hard way..

Cy just held his hand on her arm giving her exactly what she needed.. That anchor.. That lifeline keeping her in the present.. As much as her fractured mind will allow it.. As it festers over what she has already seen and heard.. That Knox is more focused on Ken is only natural as it is a Mixed Tag match, that means Knox will be the one to deal with Ken.. But that sister dearest does the same only fuels the fire… The rage.. The same one she is claiming for others doubting her… Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.. But there is one exception.. When the scorned woman is facing a furious woman she has scorned herself.. Funny isn’t how some can see it done by others and still do the same damn thing and not see it. Kat was disrupted from her thoughts by Cy turning away from the main road and driving up the mountain. He had to use the hand he was anchoring her with and it brought her back to the present with a jolt. So sudden that she hissed..

Cy : Almost there..

Kat nodded towards him and kept her eyes focused on the road.. The twists and turns and off road paths.. Bouncing on the seat over the lesser traveled paths they have discovered over the years since Kat had moved to the area.. They have been around these mountains together a lot over the past 6 years and Kat can see where he is taking her.. This trail would demand all of her focus.. When the trail tapers down into non-existence is when Cy parks the truck and both of them get out and put their backpacks on.. It is still about an hour long hike up the mountain trail before they reach the rocky cliff they are heading for and just a little over an hour before the sun truly is up and shining down over the mountain peaks. It is not fully dark outside at the moment but it would be a while before it is truly daytime.. Without saying a word they both look up at the same time and nod before heading up the trail together. The walk soothes the raging beast for a moment as she needs to focus on where she steps and where to go. The hour-long reprieve of her mind's festering thoughts and lingering doubts was welcomed as they drove her to the point of no return a lot sooner than she was wanting to be there.. Kat has her plan set out.. And it will be coming true soon enough.

Every step up the mountain makes her more determined.. More focused.. And for sure more dangerous.. Amber is intent on making her hurt.. She is going to feel the wrath of Kat fucking Jones and just how dangerous and stupid it is to underestimate her.. Knox.. He is going to find out exactly who the fuck she is as well.. The WildKat he stepped into the ring with before… She is nothing like the monstrous HellKat he is going to see face his precious Amber come Climax Control. But then again.. Knox is going to claim that he won the last time they did face each other and preach that he will be winning again.. True his stable got a win over the one Kat was in.. Knox can say whatever the hell he wants.. The fact remains.. They never did fight one on one.. That was the match they were supposed to have.. That was the match Kat wanted to have but… That match never happened as their stables got involved.. Sure he got the best of her in the end.. But he never faced her one on one before… Neither did Amber for that matter.. While they know what to expect from Ken.. Truth of the matter is.. Neither of them got a fucking clue about Kat inside the ring.. One on one.. And what that means.. And while this is a tag team match.. It is a Mixed Tag so it is Kat versus Amber.. And Knox versus Ken… Makes you wonder who will remember that rule.. Kat just might not..

Cy : Almost there….

Repeating the same words and getting the same nodded response from Kat Cy did not have to say much more.. They were almost at the top of the mountain and Kat could see the rocky cliffs in the distance.. It only took them a few more minutes of climbing up the steep hill before they sat themselves down on the rocks lining the edge..


That is where she sat herself down and took a picture as the sun was rising over the mountains.. The gigantic pine trees below in the valley look like miniatures.. The river even looked small.. For a moment Kat had a look of bliss on her face as she took everything in.. Deep breaths filling her lungs with fresh mountain air.. How she loved the mountains.. They sat in perfect silence, the only sounds surrounding them are the ones made by the nature around them.. The wind softly rustling the trees.. Birds singing.. A lone animal in the woods below calling out.. Perfection.. Side by side.. Their shoulders are touching.. The anchor needed provided..

~ On Camera ~

The sun is shining bright and clear over the mountains as Kat Jones is seen sitting on the edge of the cliff. Casually leaning back on her hands as her pale skin looks even paler than normal in the bright sunlight.

Kat : Team Nevermore versus The Saviors.. On paper it seems like a good match.. But in reality it is going to steal the whole fucking show.. Because there are three excellent wrestlers in that match.. And me.. At least that is what you can make out of the whole shit show that started on twitter already.. It is hilarious though.. All four of us tagged in that single post and yet it is all about you three.. Such a shame it is not a triple threat match because then all of you could do whatever the fuck you want.. I mean Amber more often than not wants to rip out her own tag-partners tongue.. Or strangle him.. But we all get why because well.. It is Knox and that is the effect he has on people.. And both of you have had your issues with Ken… And you all want to fight again.. That is all fine and dandy.. But the hilarious part of all of this to me… Is that both Knox and Amber should know better than to just push me aside and go for my tag team partner.. Like I am someone they do not have to worry about.. Like I am nobody.. Funny.. Isn’t that what drives you both.. To build a legacy.. To be recognised.. Acknowledged.. Praised and hailed as the best champion.. Hall of fame bound and all that bullshit you both arrogantly preach to the whole fucking world.. I never gave a flying fuck about any of it.. I did not need to be acknowledged when I held a world title.. I did not need to be hailed and praised.. Or recognised for what I achieved.. I am not out to build a legacy or arrogant enough to believe that I belong in a hall of fame.. That is you both..


Knox.. The entire world knows he is an arrogant bastard.. So I knew it would be coming from him.. I have known him long enough to have seen it coming a mile away.. He is going to be just as dismissive with me as he is with Ken and he is going to do the same song and dance routine..  Arrogant.. Dismissive.. Underestimating.. Cocky.. The same old same he did when we first faced.. What he does every fucking time he faces somebody.. Does not matter where, when or who.. Nobody can topple the great Matthew Aloysius Knox.. Right..

Kat rolled her eyes before shaking her head slightly..

Kat : We have plenty of history Knox and not a lot of it was good.. But I would have thought you knew better than to try that crap with me.. But no.. Still the same old Knox.. Still the same old tired song and dance routine.. The same fucking thing you do over and over again.. And it may have worked on others before.. I am not going to fall for it.. Hide your insecurities… Your stubborn pride and your desperate need for a legacy in this business.. Like you have not made one already.. Hide it all behind arrogance.. Bullshitting around on Twitter.. Starting more fights on social media… Dismiss and ignore it all you want.. The fact of the matter is.. Ken has your number… I am not going to claim to be the best tag team in the world with Ken because the truth is I am teaming with him for the first time. But we have the same goals.. I am pretty confident that we can work together well.. Even if my preferred tag team partner is currently holding the camera..

Kat smirked and winked at her brother who was filming this..

Cy : Traitor..

Kat stuck her tongue out and rolled her eyes at his teasing tone of voice..

Kat : I did not book the match.. Deal with it.. Anyway.. While I am sure Ken would have preferred someone else as his tag team partner at least with me he knows I got his back.. He knows that I will do whatever the fuck I have to do to when it is needed.. That is something you should have remembered as well Knox… You know I thought that I had proven to you a long time ago now to not underestimate me.. But you forgot that lesson.. And you are going to be painfully reminded of it as you stand on the apron helpless.. Watching what happens to Amber.. Powerless to stop it.. Or get disqualified and then dismembered by Amber if you dare to interfere.. And you know that she will do just that.. The woman you knew is gone  forever Knox.. The one replacing her is worse than the bitch you were so eager to fight.. You and everyone else underestimated me.. Thought I was playing on being insane.. Playing on being sadistic.. Playing on being the HellKat that I was supposed to be.. No.. I am not playing anymore… The woman you knew was the part I played to be the friend.. The lover.. The one that people came to.. That was the part I was playing.. Hiding the ugly truth behind a smile and somewhat nice behavior.. I will never be the perfect woman.. And I do not want or need to be anything more than I am..

My true self..

Kat smirked and her dark eyes glittered with ill intent.. She leaned in closer just a little..

Kat : Amber… I thought better of you.. We have known each other for years.. And I love you.. I love you like a sister.. But I am going to have to remind you that you are not the only one… Not the only one to have been dismissed.. Played down.. Talked down.. Seemingly forgotten by others in just who the fuck you are.. That is me.. Has been me for years.. I thought you would be better than that.. But you are not.. You gripe and bitch and moan about people doing that to you since you lost the title.. Like they forgot how dangerous you are.. But.. That is exactly what you are doing to me… You dismissed me like I am not worthy of your time.. You played down what I said like I did not matter.. And you talked down to me like I am just going to lay there and take an asskicking of a lifetime without hurting you back.. Really Amber.. You are so consumed in your own fucking hype.. That you can not see that you are a hypocritical bitch right now.. You are doing to me exactly what you accuse others of..

You are talking to me like I will be a push-over.. Like I am not on your level.. Like I have not achieved a damn thing in this business.. For fucking months everyone that is in this business was hyping you up and kissing your ass and you want that crown back.. You want and need to be the Queen bitch again.. You need it and crave it like it is the oxygen that fills your lungs.. You are believing your own hype so much that you are failing to see the problem you are creating for yourself.. So go ahead and hype yourself up even more.. Make it easier on me.. Claim you are going to beat me down.. Claim you are going to destroy me to make a point to all those others.. What is that point supposed to be Amber.. That you would destroy even those you love for that title.. We already knew that..

Kat shook her head and pulled one leg up wrapping her arms around her knee..

Kat : It is a shame.. A shame that I already know that the whole no hard feelings bullshit will be just that.. Bullshit.. If you were to lose you would hold it against me.. If you were to win.. What would it prove.. Nothing.. You see I got the lesser track record in this company.. I have nothing to lose.. If I win.. Good.. If I don’t.. Ah well just another loss on the record.. And nobody in SCW will see it as any message because I have nothing to lose.. So try and make your point and I will make mine.. I told you I have my mission and you have yours.. Do not downplay that again..

I recognise that you want to climb that mountain again and take the fucking crown right of her head and you can have it.. Don’t you get it by now.. I do not want her title.. I do not want to fight her because of a championship.. I could not give a fuck about it.. You want it so desperately, that is your problem not mine.. Go get it, take it from her.. I do not give a fuck.. I do not want or need a title to validate me.. I just want to fight her and not for revenge on the last match I had with her no.. She made it personal.. Now I know you well enough to know that you are not going to listen to me.. I know this so go ahead.. Underestimate me.. Play it down.. Talk down on me.. Do your whole spiel of being the best and all that fucking noise you spew each and every goddamn time.. Just like your tag-partner you are predictable.. Inside that ring I will not give a damn if you are like a sister to me. It never bothered me before because I know what the outcome will be.. No hard feelings become deep rooted resent.. Let it fester long enough and it will grow into an unrivaled hatred Because this time around you are going to find out that little baby sister has claws and she will fucking use them.. You claim you do not want to hurt me.. But that it is, how it has to be..

The difference between you and me is simple.. Inside that ring I will want to hurt you.. Not because it has to be.. But because you have made me want to..

With that said the scene fades to black on Kat with a sadistic smirk on her face…

~Off Camera~

Kat stood up when Cy gave the signal that it was cut off entirely.. He put the handheld camera in her backpack and when he turned around Kat was standing on the very edge of the cliff looking down.. Cy recognised the longing look and he rushed in and grabbed her in a rear naked choke and pulled her back from the edge and down to the ground grapevining his legs around her as she struggled in his grip.. Murmuring in her ear over and over words of patience and painting the most gruesome picture of revenge and violence.. Unapologetic violence.. This slowly calmed Kat down enough to where she started to listen.. Truly listen.. Even though Cy loves Amber just as much as Kat does.. This is not the Amber they know and love.. This is a whole different type of animal.. This Amber is arrogant.. Cocky and drowning in her own hype.. And that was not their thing.. Kat had no idea how long they laid there on the ground having lost all track of time..

She did not even move when Cy released the hold he still had on her and moved to get up.. Cy pulled Kat up from the ground and held her hand tightly in his as they made their way down the mountain.. Silence surrounded them as they walked.. The only sound coming from their footsteps heading home safe again for now at the very least..

The moment that the tag team partner drawing was done and over with,Kat was feeling the pressure. They expect a lot from her in SCW which is evident with the way her matches are described. She did not feel so confident having just lost to Roxi. And then she heard her name last… Which meant the only male she did not hear named was Mark Cross.. The man looking to make it a threepeat of wins of this tag team tournament.. Her mood which was already dark by now darkened even more.. Another person she could be letting down. She was in the back with the SCW medical staff that wanted to check her over before letting her leave when they announced it.. They noticed her bad mood going downhill to the pits of hell right quick. Wisely said nothing and let her go. She did not say a word to anyone, just got changed and left the arena. She hated those meaningless comments to make you feel better about yourself. She lost fucking end of story. No sweet words like,you will have better luck next time, or this was a great match you should be proud.. or the worst of them all. You did good out there kid. No she did not. She lost. That is not doing good. When she returned home having barely spoken a word in travel she turned to Chris and he just nodded. He knew her better than most and he knew she was blaming herself for the loss. So instead they would train harder. Work harder… Fight harder.. But the lingering words of doubt still played tricks on her mind..

As much pressure she feels from her placing on the cards.. As much pressure she is feeling from the words used to describe her.. Highly impressive.. Much anticipated.. Words that talked her up big time and she failed.. Sure the match was good. It is not like she got steamrolled over or anything that is not the issue. The issue is that she lost.. She failed.. And that did more to her than getting her head spiked into the mat. Kat was broody as hell by nature, she just got even more so after that loss. She had other matches to prepare for and found herself taking out her loss on them. Beating a gigantic man always does wonders for your confidence after all. And that is when she heard who she will be facing and her good mood dropped even more.. Masque… The woman that is behind the changes in her sister.. Or at least helping the changes along. Can she do anything to stop it.. No.. But she can do one thing.. Stop Masque.. Stop her from going on into the tournament and hopefully put a crack in the influence she has over her sister.. Maybe.. Just maybe Kat can be of use to someone she thought she was close to yet again.. Because after all.. That is all she is good for right..

Kat is no fool.. She knows that when it comes down to it. There is maybe one other in SCW that would stand by her.. And even with him she has her doubts.. It is hard not to. He may have gotten her out of the path of destruction that she was on but even with him she doubts his intentions. And she has every right to. I mean if she loses what use will she be then to the cause. So there is no other way to go about it.. Kat has to win… So she will deal with her tag team partner.. Even if there are moments when she wants to strangle him.. And with their clashing personalities those moments will be there more often than not.. And she will do whatever she can to get them to the top. Together.

Kat was at home with Chris and they had just come back from the HellsGates having worked out there and did a sparring match with Kim there. Nothing too major but intense as it always gets when you are in the ring with her. No days off with her and man does she make you work for it.. Neither of them were expecting anything to arrive so when there was a delivery for a package that made both of them frown. Kat was the one that took the delivery with a frown on her face as the man could not give any sender information. She shrugged and walked back into her mountain cabin home back into the warmth. She sat down on the couch with Chris who looked at her with a frown on his face.

Chris : Did you order anything?

Kat : Actually I did not… It is addressed to me.. But not.. Normally.. KittyKat Jones… Oh lord…

Chris : What ?

Kat leaned her head back into the couch with a sigh..

Kat : My tag-partner in this tournament in SCW.. The Blast Of The Past tournament.. He called me that.. God please no.. He was talking about matching t-shirts…

Chris : Oh shit.. Open it up and let’s see how bad it is..

Kat tore the packaging open letting out a huge sigh of relief that the shirt was at least black.. She pulled it out and Chris took it from her hands as she was dreading what it looked like and he chuckled.. Kat looked at him and when he held it up she rolled her eyes.. At least it was something she could wear.. If she could get past the colors on the front.. Worst case she would just wear it over her ass and fling it into the crowd..

Chris : Not too bad.. Could have been way worse.

Kat had to admit that was true.. She nodded and shrugged..

Kat : At least the shirt is black..

Chris : When is Mark arriving anyway?

Kat : Tomorrow.. I got one night left with whatever bit of sanity I got..

Chris grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her in tight..

Chris : So I got this level of sanity for one more night huh..

Kat chuckled and nodded..

Chris : Then we better make the most of it.. It is bad enough that we can not do Super Bowl Sunday with the snacks and party you normally do..

Kat sighed and snuggled into Chris..

Kat : Yeah that sucks.. I wanted to have a party here with everyone but I am going to be in freaking Paradise Nevada.. And you are going to be in Seattle Washington.. The one fucking time the Bengals are in Super Bowl and I am stuck watching it in the back of the arena on a fucking laptop..

Chris : Watch party when we both get home? I know I will be wanting to watch it back anyway, might as well make a re-watch party out of it..

Kat : With snacks! and drinks…

Chris : I will text the guys.. You text the girls…

They both grabbed their phones.

Text : Due to most of us wrestling on Sunday… Rewatch Super Bowl party on the big screen at Kat and Chris’s house Monday night! Kat is making the snacks! Bring whatever you are wanting to drink if it isn’t beer or whiskey.

With that send out they were both a bit happier about it. Even though working on a Super Bowl Sunday still sucks…

The next morning.. Yeah I was not going to give you anymore private life viewing of these two together. Sorry no x rated peep show in this rp.

Mark was scheduled to arrive at 9 am at the HellsGates and to be able to handle his hyper active nature and way too cheerful disposition Kat was already drinking coffee at 5 am in the morning. Now to be fair it was quite normal for her to do that. But she had a feeling she needed it more than ever today. The norm for them is that silence fills the house with only the occasional pouring of coffee and sipping sounds. It is not until they have good and well drained the second pot of coffee together is when Kat is approachable. And not just Kat. Chris is the exact same way.. They do not have an addiction to coffee.. They are in a very loyal committed relationship to the delicious liquid. It allows them to be human at a time they do not want to be up and about quite yet.

As they normally do they start their regular work-out routine at 6 am. Really early for some but it works for Kat as the HG is really quiet then. Just Chris, Rene and Kat. Kim does not come in for work until 9 am. Ari is not there until noon but she works until the late hours. So when it was 9 am and Kim had just walked into the HG she was soon followed by a cheerful and bright eyed Mark Cross who walked up to Kat and immediately hugged her leaving her frozen in his grip and her eyes bulged out. Before she could get out of the shock of the hug itself he had let go and walked up to Chris who just looked at him dumbfounded for a second.


Mark : You must be Chris Madison right. Man, I have heard a lot of good things about you. Current Mainstream world heavyweight champion. I got some GREAT sign ideas for you to hold up to cheer us on. I mean you are going to be there for the blast of the past tournament right??? It would be awesome to have you with us, you know. I mean, you are usually there for Kat’s matches right if it doesn’t clash with your own schedule.

Chris held his hands up and shook his head..

Chris : Woah! Dude slow down.. Unfortunately this week I am not traveling with Kat to SCW I am in a match myself in Seattle.

Mark : Aw man! That sucks..

Chris : About as much as wrestling on Super Bowl Sunday sucks.

Mark : Yeah! Go Rams!!!

Chris’s glance shot to Kat..

Chris : Less yay on the Rams thing.. She is a Cincy girl!

Mark : Ohhhhh… Rawr! Yay Bengals! Mean and Grrrr…

Chris : Less talk about football the better of you will be.. Okay.. The locker rooms are over there you can get changed and we can get to work in the ring on some tag team moves.

Mark gave two thumbs up and Chris smiled, shaking his head slightly before walking over to Kat..

Chris : I see what you meant now…

Kat : Yep.. That’s my tag team partner….

There is no need for a play by play of the annoyances that were given to the crew of the HG when dealing with Mark Cross hyper happy self. If you know who is who in there you would be amazed that he was not strangled yet. Kimberly the technical wrestling coach is known as Kim Pain.. She is going to be wrestling soon herself again and will be showing exactly who she is then but needless to say she matches her ring name.. Pain.. She loves putting people in painful holds and yank them in tight as hell and relishes in their pain and suffering.. Quite colorful on the outside but dark as the night sky in the Colorado mountains on the inside… Then there is Renegade.. Big as an Ox.. Strong as one too.. Often nicknamed big and grumpy and that is not because he has such a sweet smile.. He does.. But never during business hours.. And somehow the sweet smile looks sinister as fuck when it is on a 6’5 and 280 lbs bulldozer like Renegade.. And then there is Whisper.. The mother of the Arch Angels…. The one that unleashed the worst and the best at the same time out of Mac Bane and Kat Jones alike.. She has always been the darkest of them all.. Inside the HG she is the matriarch.. Mother of Mayhem and Destruction… The Soulless Bitch.. The Arch Angel of Wrestling.. Monikers she was given and has earned a thousand times over the years. Can you imagine all of them in one spot… Add in Chris Madison and Cyrus Riddle as they work out there all the time and you get one gigantic dark and broody bunch with one hyper little ball of color bouncing around the place.. But even with all he said.. did.. and to who he did so.. He was still alive.. It sometimes pays to be Kat’s tag team partner… It lets you survive the HG..

In the middle of the HellsGates facility while the rest were working out in the back you could see an empty training ring and Kat was sitting on the apron as Mark did his promo.. Occasionally giving an evil grin and smirking when he spoke the words that got to her. As much of a goofball as he can be outside of the ring he was all business in his promo and Kat could see the approval in Whisper’s eyes as she stood behind the camera. Proudly watching on as he spoke and showed his more serious side.. And that evil smirk on the face of Kat was clear to see until Mark tagged in Kat.

Mark Cross : Hey partner - You’re up! By the way…I’m not impressed you’re not wearing your team shirt…

Kat : I packed it up with my ring gear so I could not forget it my dear..

Kat smirked towards him before glancing back at the camera..

Kat : Blast of the Past has begun ladies and gentlemen and while I am no blast of the past for anyone in the tournament my partner sure as hell is. Now while some may disagree with my opinion that I lucked out in this drawing. I can only say to the negative ones.. Does your partner have a track record like his? I don’t think so.. My partner has two tournament wins to his name and is looking to make it three. And I will do whatever I need to do to get him there.. As that would mean we both get what we want. Because no matter what games people play and what they say is all fine and well.. At the end of the day we all want the prize that the tournament gives you.. Title matches and another accomplishment on the old mantlepiece.. Because no matter how you disguise it.. That is what it is all about..

You can disguise your desire to win the tournament behind fancy tales and creepy stories and go all out. What it comes down to is that this is a challenge.. And I meet challenges head on and I am going out there with Mark.. And we are going to go out there to win this whole damn thing.. So he can get his threepeat and I am going to get my first big victory.. When I came to SCW I was still shaking off the ringrust but I think I got the worst of it out of my system by now.. We got some good team offense and defense moves in our movesets.. We both have our own movesets. I would say for a newly formed team we are not doing too badly.. Are you this prepared..

Kat shrugged and placed a hand on Mark’s shoulder and her dark eyes sparkled with mischief.

Kat : Bill… You sure did luck out with your partner didn’t you.. I mean I am not so sure Masque can say the same thing about you but hey you are a steady and reliable guy.. Always the same Bill.. So before I get all into this match and everything.. Just a kind warning to you Bill.. Do tell your precious girl not to mess around with this match.. I have no problem in making it a handicap match by yeeting her ass in the ring with us. Understand me. Better warn her to stay out of it.. You already know I do not play nice as it is.. Now this tournament is a blast of the past for some.. It is a gateway to the top for others.. Now while you and Masque are not someone to take too lightly I do question one thing.. Have you worked out your team play yet? Have you met your partner.. I highly doubt it.. Now I am sure we are going to get a lovely barrage of mind games and fuckery from both of you. That is your game strategy after all is it not Masque. You do it every single time.. Go nice and personal and hit them when they get into the dark and low places in their mind. Darling I am from the gutters down in the projects of Cincinnati.. It doesn’t get any lower than that.. There is not a damn thing you can say.. Think of.. Imply or accuse me of that I have not heard before..

With those I have been around for years and years I have seen, heard and dealt with it all before. The mind games.. The claims of darkness and despair and a way out of it.. Now while I may be new still a bit to SCW… I am a far cry from new to this business and I have been stomping down the idiots that think they can play with my mind for just as long as I have been bending their unwilling bodies into shapes they never were able to bend into before. You do not want to be inside my mind.. Neither of you do.. It is not a fun place to be.. I am not some bright eyed barbie doll that can be bent and twisted up.. I have been bend and twisted and fucked up in the headspace since before I even knew what wrestling was.. I never claimed to be sane..

Kat’s face showed an evil smile and the dangerous intentions she had planned for them both..

Kat : Bill.. Good old Bill.. You should know better than to underestimate us both.. But will you.. Probably.. Are you going to go out there and do the same old routine.. Most likely.. Will you be doing or saying anything that would surprise either myself or my partner here..

Kat and Mark looked at each other for a moment before both of them started chuckling..

Kat : Highly un-fucking-likely.. Unfortunately I do not get to wrestle you.. If you get tagged in that means I have to let Mark go into the ring… That really sucks you know.. I am used to fighting big burly dudes and humbling them.. There is nothing sweeter than to get one of those big giant muscular men, bend and twist their bodies to a pretzel hearing their blood curdling screams of agony and you are the cause of it.. Not letting go until you hear a note change in the scream because a tendon gave way.. Or a muscle tore… Beautiful symphony of pain and destruction they are.. But.. Rules are rules and all that.. I do not have to like them.. Just have to follow them..

But I can make my music with the lovely Masque after all.. A demonic symphony of pain and destruction.. It would be right up your alley would it not Masque.. Nobody in SCW has seen this side of me.. And it would be fitting the situation that I bring out the best of me when it is needed the most.. You are about to find out why I am named the Harbinger of Death my dear.. You and everyone else in this tournament is about to find out that I am not going to be riding the tailcoats of my successful partner all the way to the top no.. You are going to be facing Kat Fucking Jones.. The woman that has been fighting big men and big women all over the place and making them tap.. Knocking them out and taking step by step every rung on the ladder to the top. I do not ride the coattails of my partners.. I work with them and flatten everything in our path to the finals. I am not going to be a simpering little bitch that lets the men do the work for them no.

Kat smirked and leaned back against the ropes..

Kat : I do not care for what you have to say.. Nor do I care about what you have been doing to my sister… Your precious hurricane.. She will unwind and find herself wondering what the hell she was doing soon enough.. You will lose your game.. As that is all it is too you after all.. Another game you play with your precious doll.. It is not about her.. It is not about your rapture.. Or whatever the hell you call it.. It is about a damn tournament and the luck of the draw.. The luck of the draw gave me the most successful partner one can get in this tournament.. The luck of the draw gave me you to face first of all that entered.. And I will gladly take up that challenge.. As I will always rise to the occasion.. You can play your silly games and you can build whatever dreamscape you want.. Does that really matter in the end.. No..

Dreamscapes and mind games are all cute and fun and I know this better than most.. But does it win you matches.. Only if your opponent lets it happen.. Guess what doll.. Not gonna happen.. While some may have a mediocre measure of respect for you Masque.. I do not.. You have not earned it.. You earned my dislike.. Distrust and my wrath.. And I know it will not impress you now.. No.. But it will when we enter the ring.. I will not treat you any different than anyone else I have faced inside the ring because of what you have done to my sister. Because inside that ring I have no emotions.. Inside that ring I do not give a damn who you are.. Who likes you.. Who hates you.. And if anyone were to mess with our match I would probably attack them with you.. I do not need the help of others nor do I want it… To be quite honest.. Inside that ring.. If you were my sister.. My best friend.. Hell my lover.. It would not matter, I would still be going out there to kick your ass.. But with you… I want it a little bit more than usual.. Because of who you are.. And you know why I want to rip you apart.. Make you a broken doll once more.. If you do not.. You will find out soon enough..

Kat’s face holds a nasty sneer on it..

Kat : As angry as I am right now.. Inside that ring that emotion goes on to the pile with the rest of them.. Inside that ring I am cold, ruthless and calculated.. I will find your weaknesses in your wrestling game and exploit them. I am the total opposite to my partner in many ways but one.. We both want to win this.. And when we do.. We go to face the champions.. You are pretending to be protecting Amber. Your hurricane.. But you will not be able to.. You are not a savior.. You are not saving her.. You are not saving anyone but yourself.. You do this for you.. And you alone.. You can spew your bullshit and you can talk your big game.. At the end of the day you want to win this tournament so you can face Amber and you can call yourself the champion.. And that is not going to happen.. We will not let it happen..

Expectations are high.. Higher than most for us.. But that is okay.. We thrive under pressure.. Pressure creates diamonds after all.. Ain’t that right partner..


Mark nodded and got ready to speak again..

(And for Mark’s answer go read his now.. Go on you know you wanna!)

When Mark said his final piece Whisper made the camera fade the scene to black.

Whisper : Very nice.. I will get this sent in for you. Kat a word please..

Kat shrugged at Mark..

Kat : I will be right back..

She followed Whisper to the office in the back and sat down as Whisper gestured towards the seat..

Whisper : You seem more like yourself now.. I like this Kat a whole lot better than the one I have been seeing around here lately..

Kat : Feeling better..

Whisper : You look better.. You know in this tournament you could very well end up facing your brother.. Or your sister..

Kat : Been there before.. I faced my brothers, my friends.. And Mac of all people knows exactly what mindset I go into.. Besides.. It is not like I will actually fight Mac.. Just his tag-team partner..

Whisper nodded and placed a hand on Kat’s shoulders..

Whisper : Remember my childe.. The truth is always hidden in the lies told by others.. You just need to find it..

Kat : I know.. Do not worry I will not let you down..

Whisper : You have never let me down.. I do not care about wins and losses.. I never have.. But I do not want to see you lose yourself over the words from others who hold no truth.

Kat : They can not say anything worse about me than my own mind does. And so they hold no power over me.

Whisper : As long as you know the truth..

Kat : Oh believe me I do.. And if not someone here will smack it into me I am sure..

Whisper chuckled at this and nodded..

Whisper : True.. Now go get your tag-team partner and get some food in your system.. I want you both back here bright and early tomorrow morning so you can get some finishing touches on your teamwork done before you both prepare to fly to Paradise..

Kat : Yes Ma’am..

Kat ran out of the office before Whisper could throw the stress ball after her pupil for being a smartass.. Kat knows damn well Whisper hates the Ma’am thing.. She tolerates it from the Southerners but not from Kat..

Kat : Mark you ready to get outta here.. I got steaks waiting to throw on the grill.. We can talk strategy and chill tonight..

Mark : Sounds good!

With that said both of them went to the locker rooms and before anyone gets any wise ideas Kat is going to the women’s locker room and Mark to the men’s one! To grab a quick shower and change before Kat and Chris drive home with Mark. Good food, good fun.. Good times..

Maybe.. Just maybe he is not as annoying as she thought he was… At least not all the time..