In the eight years of my career as a wrestler, I have been in 187 plus matches… the majority being regular single matches and tag team matches, but in those 187 plus matches I have had not so conventional matches.  I have been in matches against men, I have been in battle royals, I have been in a kennel from hell match, 2/3 falls tables match, a powderpuff hardcore match, a dumpster match, strap match, 30-minute Iron Man match, Sarcophagus match and of course the trick or treat elimination match.

And what has Polly been in?

A couple single matches and the trick or treat elimination match… still a fresh-faced rookie with no clue what she is getting herself into.


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30th October 2016
Climax Control 163
Sacramento, California.

Sensing an opportunity to continue the attack by going high risk again Amy charges at the ropes looking for another suicide dive but Celeste sees her coming and as soon as Amy's head is through the ropes it gets whacked by the steel chair courtesy of Celeste, Celeste discards the chair and pushes Amy's barely conscious form back into the ring before following her in and going for the cover 1.......2.......and Amy still kicks out!

Simone: This match can't go on for much longer!

Adams: Celeste agrees with you! She's calling for the Homicidal!

Celeste manages to hit the punch and the European Uppercut but when she goes for the Running Bulldog Amy holds onto the ropes blocking the move and pushing Celeste off of her sending the former Nobody scrambling to the corner where Amy goes for the Bad Girl again only for Celeste to duck out of the way at the last minute and whilst Amy is in mid jump causing Amy to land on her neck, Jacob checks on her and once he confirms that she's alright Celeste picks her up and successfully hits the Homicidal!

Simone: HOMICIDAL! Celeste is about to win her first title in SCW!

Adams: Stick a fork in Amy, she's done!

Celeste goes for the cover 1.......2......3!!!!!!

Justin: Here is your winner and NEEEEWWWWWWWW SCW BOMBSHEL ROULETTE CHAMPION CELESTE NORTH!

Simone: What a match and what an effort by all five Bombshells but we have a new champion!

Adams: And you just know that those four other Bombshells will be gunning for Celeste!

Celeste celebrates her title win with Delia whilst Amy glares at her.

The Trick or Treat match was painful but fun, and while Celeste came out on top and won the Roulette Championship, we both put on a pretty decent show after the eliminations of Polly Playtime, who’s first experience of a hardcore type match faltered. That elimination was followed by Sam Marlowe – who’s heart wasn’t in this match and then Veronica Taylor was next and her aspirations of taking her title back failed.

This just left myself and Celeste and the match got better and more hardcore and with the barbwire baseball bat being used again across stomach and then on my back, leaving me scratched and bleeding.  However, it would only get worse with a sledgehammer getting introduced and be used on me and my neck… I still kicked out.

Maybe that was a mistake, but when you have adrenaline flowing through your body, the pain is pushed to the back of your mind and the will to continue pushes you on. I kept on going… I kept on kicking out… I kept on delivering stupid high risk moves and each time I was stopped.

The final shot was the steel chair and after that I was on auto and no matter what I tried, I couldn’t finish the match and in the end Celeste won.  Annoyed at the result, deep down I was happy for her but she now had to defend the title.

Leaving ringside at a slow pace was pretty much a blur as I was help backstage and then to the infirmary for treatment and a little rest. Once the fog had cleared, Jessie visited and we chit chatted about various thing including her visit to see Vanessa, kids, my match etc… it was a few hours after that I was free to leave on the advisory that if I had any further issues, that I would need to go to the ER etc… all the stuff that I heard before and never had to go yet.

Back at the hotel with Joey, I was getting spoiled, as he ran me a hot bath and said I could order anything I like from room service and offered me a massage.

“I have run a bath for you… do you want anything from room service?”

I look to him from the bed, where I sat up.

“hmm… a big greasy burger with fries and a lemonade… oh and some pancakes with ice cream.”

I smile.

“Hungary, are we?”

“More of a treat that anything else… but yes I am starving.”

I shift my weight in bed and grimace from the pain, as I pull the bed covers away from my body to reveal a set of flowery pj’s and swing my legs towards the edge of the bed.

“You ok?”

“Could be better, but I think with a nice hot bath, a belly full of food and some strong pain killers… I’ll be good.”

“Let me help.”

Joey comes over and helps me to my feet, where I shuffle towards the bathroom.

“I might just do a light easy session of yoga tomorrow… stretch my muscles a little.”

“If you are up to it.  Can you strip?”

“I can and thank you for this.”

I smile and kiss Joey on the cheek, where I begin to peel off my top to reveal my battered and bruised torso, I then close the door behind me and continue to undress before sliding into the bath.  The soon fades out with Joey ordering food.


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Climax Control 163, was the result I wanted but fair play to Celeste, she worked hard and batted everything I gave her out of the park. However, in this match I proved that I still had the passion and determination to push and work hard… no matter what came my way. I may have come away from this match battered and bruised but it’s hell of a lot more than what Miss Pingotti got.  Like Veronica, she wimped out getting their ass handed to them… I’m quite surprised she didn’t try to buy her way out of this match with daddy’s money.

This was Polly’s first taste of a roulette/hardcore match… she got it easy… she couldn’t stay long enough to continue and fund out what she has gotten herself into.  She didn’t find out how truly dangerous I am.

Celeste… I wish you well and luck with your roulette title…

Polly Pingotti… I know I will be seeing you soon and I can’t wait to shut that pretty mouth of yours up.


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Wednesday 2nd.
Santa Barbara, California
Pickles and Swiss Café.

Several days after the trick or treat match, Amy was moving better but still feeling sore in places where the bat and sledgehammer had made contact, with doing only light gym and yoga sessions, Amy felt restless and needed something to do.  Leaving Joey back at the hotel, Amy planned to meet up and have lunch with Jessie.

Arriving at the pickles and swiss café, she spots Jessie by the window and enters the café, where she gives Jessie a small smile and then sits down opposite.

“Hey Jessie.”

“Hey… how are you?”

Jessie asks.

“I’m good. Still a little sore from the match, but I’ll get over it. How are you?”

“I’m great.  Have you seen the card for this week?”

Jessie asks.

“I haven’t…. why?”

Amy asks, as a waitress comes over.

“Can I get your orders?”

“Uh yeah...”

Jessie and Amy pick up the menu’s in front of them and quickly scan them over.

“I’ll have a chicken Caesars Salad with a diet coke.”

Jessie asks, while Amy take a few moments extra.

“Can I have a Roasted Chicken and Walnut Pesto Panini with a Black Ice Tea. And can we have some fries.”

“Sure.”

The waitress finishes writing and smile and walks away leaving Jessi and Amy alone.

“Where were we?”

Amy asks.

“Match card for this week… I have Polly Playtime and if either of us win, we get to choose the match stipulation for your match at high stakes.”

“Interesting.”

Amy nods.

“Yeah… you could say that. I just don’t know what type of stipulation to give you.”

Jessie frowns.

“Anything that maximises pain and chance to end her career.”

Amy smirks, as Jessie smiles.

“Oh, I almost forgot… you will be with me at ringside.”

“Great… I promise not to ruin the match too much.”

“As long as we work together, you can get in a few cheap shots.”
“Just don’t tell Polly.”

Amy smirks, as Jessie shakes her head.

“You better be fit and ready for this.”

“Working on it…  I think the yoga and warms baths is partially helping, but I’ll fight through the pain.”

“Good good. That’s the Amy I know.”

Jessie smiles, as the waitress comes over with the drinks and their food and sets them down in front of Amy and Jessie before leaving them to have their meals.

“Looks good.”

Amy looks at her panini before tucking into it, as Jessie mixes up her salad.  The scene soon fades out on Jessie and Amy enjoying their meals as they make small talk between mouthfuls of food and drink.


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Sunday 6th November
Santa Barbara, California
Climax Control 164

At Climax Control Jessie was scheduled to face off against Polly Playtime in a single match, where if either Jessie or Polly won the match then they would get a chance to name the stipulation for the match between myself and Polly Playtime.  Although not hard to figure out, it would be tough though to know who would win.  On paper it screamed Jessie all the way, but in the end it was Polly who won this match.  The match itself went on without a hitch… I interfered a few times not to help Jessie, but more for my own benefit, however, if it helped Jessie to win that it would be a plus for her, however, it didn’t help her win and after a hard-fought battle between the two… Polly unfortunately won and in turn gave her the option to name the stipulation for our match at High Stakes.

{Flashback to ending of match}

… Amy can realize where the ninja is coming from, the ninja clotheslines Amy right down to the floor. Amy goes to get right back up but the ninja is right on her. The two exchange a few blows as Polly intently watches it all, still seated in front of Jessie, who is still out. Amy tries her hardest to whip the ninja around, but due to the ninja's higher height and heavier weight, the ninja wins out. She then lifts Amy up and steps up onto the crowd barrier.

And then it does. The ninja shoves Amy's head between her legs and drops Amy right over the crowd barrier, right on her abdomen. Amy hangs there for a few seconds before dropping down to the floor in a heap. The cameraman doesn't come an inch closer as the ninja takes off her mask.

Polly: "I told you so! Amy Marshall, meet the 5 foot 11, 189 pound Nora Nottingham! Playtime has only just begun, and well, I know EXACTLY how it's going to continue. Amy, when you wake up, if you do, at High Stakes VI you will be a caged little puppy, far from the Hall of Famer that you believe you are. At High Stakes VI, you will be facing me with your Piledriver banned, inside..."

Polly pauses and puts out a huge evil grin, one that no one probably ever wants to see. She holds it in no longer though.

Polly: "HELL... IN... A... CELL!!!"

Polly maniacally laughs continuously as she pitches the microphone aside. She demands her arm to be raised in which the ref does. With Polly distracted in her celebration, she fails to see Amy enter the ring, who charges at Polly and takes her down and locks in the La Cavenaria.

Amy bends Polly right back and screams insults and obscenities into Polly's ear, as the ref tries to force Amy off, but instead indicates for security to come. Several seconds' pass before security rush the ring, in which Amy let's go and climbs out of the ring.

Grabbing Jessie, Amy backs up indicating that's she wouldn't be doing any more to Polly and heads slowly up the ramp as her music plays over the p.a.

{End of Flashback}

After the attack from the supposed ninja, I had managed to summon as much strength as I could and climb back into the ring, where I was able get back at Polly and instead of surprising her with the Bad Girl… instead I used a submission move that is in my arsenal but I have never used – the Cavenaria. I then quickly left the ring as soon as security came.

Grabbing Jessie, I bolted up the ramp saying nothing just smiling and milling over the fact that Polly announced that I would be facing in a hell in a cell.  Once backstage, I place Jessie down onto a nearby crate and Jake and Shane checked on her.  Meanwhile I took a step back and held on my torso as I stretched a little and taking in a few deep breathes in and out making sure that was nothing broken.
Thankfully nothing was… just more bruising.  As I head towards Jessie to ask how she is, I am momentarily stopped in my tracks by Pussy Willow.

“Amy… what are your thoughts on Polly’s bombshell?”

“I would hardly call it a bombshell.  But if she wants a Hell in a cell match… she’s got it. I just hope she knows what she had got herself into.”

“How about the ninja?”

“What about the ninja… Polly thinks she is cleaver… but it’s all posturing and bullshit and I see straight through it.”

“What about the banning of the Piledriver?”

“I don’t know what she has been smoking… but I don’t even use a Piledriver. I think the bitch needs drug testing.”

I shake my head and shrug.

“Now if you excuse me, I want to check on my friend.”

I turn and move past Pussy and head to Jessie, where I check on her, as she asks how I am etc… but I merely shrugged it off as nothing. With the help of Jake and Shane, we head back to her locker room, where the scene fades out as we talk about what happened in the match and the outcome and the post-match attack.


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10th November 2016
Las Vegas, NV

The scene opens in Las Vegas, where we see Amy return from a short run through the local neighbourhood of where she lives.  Entering her home, she lets out a long sigh as she begins to miss Joey, who decided to stay in California for work and friends and let Amy focus on her match against Polly Playtime.

As much as she agreed with him, she still wanted him here and help her train, however, her training required her to go longer and harder due to the nature of the match, but she was unsure how one could prepare for a hell in a cell match.

Then that’s when Joshua Acquin contacted Amy firstly via tweet and then by cell.

“Hey”.

Amy answered not expecting a phone call from Joshua, as she sat down on the sofa removing her trainers.

“Hey Ames…  did you see my tweet?”

“Yeah I did… but haven’t a chance to answer. I was just out for a run.”

Amy said honestly.

“Oh ok… well basically… I offered to meet up and help you train.”

Joshua said.

“Wow… uh thank you.  Would that be ok with you?”

Amy said a little unsure.

“It’s fine… you need all the help you can get and I’m here to help.”

“Thank you Joshua… I owe you one.  When do you want to meet?”

Amy queried.

“Today at some point… but you have already been out jogging. I don’t want you to go over the top on training.”

Joshua said with voice of concern.

“It’s fine… give me a couple of hours. I need something to eat and drink first.”

“Sure.”

“Thanks Joshua. I’ll see you soon.”
“Ok… See you later Ames.”

Both Amy and Joshua hang up, as Amy sits back a little for a moment to relax, as she ponders whether to shower and change or not bother showering and changing, regardless she needs to eat and drink first.  The scene soon fades out, as Amy heads into the kitchen to make something to eat and drink.


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12th November 2016
Vlog

Oh Polly… any moron can dress up a ninja and jump someone, you just had to hire someone to try and prove that it wasn’t you who jumped me. But I see your bullshit and lies Polly… I wasn’t born yesterday and I have been in wrestling long enough to see bullshit like that happen… so not the most original idea you have had.

So, a hell in a cell match… I guess you were inspired by a recent event featuring a Queen and The Boss… another original idea there… but maybe in some way I’ll let you off, as being blond has it disadvantages.

If Jessie won your match… she would have picked something more interesting… more taxing… something that isn’t a hell in a cell, but regardless it doesn’t matter to me, as I can handle any match type thrown my way… although training for it can be bit of an issue. But then again I when I wrestled in a kennel from hell match, 2/3 falls tables match, a powderpuff hardcore match, a dumpster match, strap match, 30-minute Iron Man match and Sarcophagus match…. All I could do was work out in the gym as much as I can to build up my stamina and muscle.

So I will just have to do the same for this match.

Tell me Polly… what match have you been in that require all your effort and stamina?

Probably find that the answer is none…

Tell me Polly… do you have anyone to help you train?

Answer again… probably no-one.

Me… I have lot of friends who can help me in this type of match… who can train and build me up and prepare for hell.

Frankly Polly… you thought at the time, that this match was good idea, you thought you can wear me down, beat me to a pulp and win this match… but now… I can just see you quivering in your fake Louboutin’s, panicking and throwing up in the toilet wondering what the hell you have done.

I personally think, the best thing you can do is take the beating you deserve and lay down let me pin you and just hope and pray that I don’t end your pathetic worthless little career.

And speaking of pathetic… this little fascination that you have with me… it has to end… I know that I am successful, pretty and a damn fine wrestler… but it has to stop…. It’s creepy. Also, if you think you have got into my head or that you know me… you are very very wrong.   But I know you very very well... you are a deluded self-obsessed daddy’s girl who thinks she is know it all and knows what is right and wrong.

Sorry Polly… but you don’t know fuck all.

In wrestling people, can be too damned honest and go by the book, while others like to lie cheat and steal their way to the top… And while you think that I lie, cheat and steal… I can also go by the book when it requires. And when you faced off against Jessie… I might have helped her a little, but most of the time was my own satisfaction of getting back at you.

But let me tell you this… inside the cell… anything goes… there will be no if’s no buts, no ring breaks… it’s pure hell and I will exploit and use every single piece of the cell, where you like it or not… and come High Stakes… I will either make you tap out like a little screaming baby or knock you the fuck out with my knees.

High Stakes will be your down fall… High Stakes will see you run back to your crappy little game show and I will come out on top and show that experience prevails over a cocky little shit like you.
Playtime is over… bitch.

 16th October 2016
Prescott Valley, Arizona
Climax Control 161

Most of the time when I am not booked, I don’t head to the show or arena but instead just sit at home or in a hotel watching the show, and see if anything would affect myself or affect the bombshell tag team division to the point where Jessie and I would have to get involved, but Climax Control 161 I don’t know why, but I attended the show, watched the matches etc.… and to be honest nothing happened… nothing to affect me or nothing to effect Jessie and I.

Well I was half right…

We see a familiar figure approach her and she looks up.

Jessie: Hey Amy, what's up?

Amy: Oh nothing... just watching the show. What about yourself?

Jessie: To be honest I haven't been paying that much attention, spent most of the night campaigning to Christian regarding a World Bombshell Title Shot but he was having none of it, I eventually had enough and contacted Mark via Skype and he saw my point.

Amy: So you have a title shot?

Jessie: Yep, High Stakes IV and I'm in the co-main event, it's my perfect opportunity to finish what I started at Summer XXXTreme.

Amy: Awesome! Hope you win this time!

Jessie: You and me both, want to chill out for a bit and listen to metal?

Amy: Sure.

Amy sits down as the scene fades.

I was with Jessie for about an hour, as I quickly became restless… well until Joey got bored and we decided to leave her and the boys and leave the arena.  However, inside my mind when I heard that Mark had granted her a title shot at the bombshell championship, I was happy for Jessie but deep down I was a little annoyed and a little bit jealous and a little bit lost.  I was annoyed because it seems that just demanding a title shot seems to be the in thing and the art of earning something seemed to be dead.  As for the jealous part… I was a little bit jealous at the fact that she actually got a title shot, which melds to being a little bit lost.  I wasn’t in a feud nor in any title shot… I was under the impression that MPC would be in the tag titles scene, but that appears to have down the drain.

So what is there to do?

“Are you ok?”

Joey asked.

“Yeah.”

I look out of the cab window watching the Prescott Valley scenery flash by.

“I’m not convinced… tell me what is up?”

“Annoyed, jealous, lost.”

“Why?”

Joey asks as places a hand on my shoulder.

“Don’t worry about it. Just having a moment.”

“Ok… how about we go to a bar and relax.”

“Sure.”

“Nearest bar please.”

Joey says to the driver.

“I’m sorry… just annoyed at how Jessie easily got a title shot and a accumulation of jealousy from it etc… I’ve got nothing.  But you know what I think getting drunk will help some.”

“Alcohol always making things better.”

Joey kisses me on the forehead, as the cab pulls up at a local bar. Joey then pays the driver, as we both climb out of the cab and head into the bar.  The scene soon fades out, as Joey and Amy head to the bar and order a couple of beers and some shots.


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18th October 2016
San Bernardino, California
Miyagi's Sushi

The scene opens up in Miyagi’s Sushi restaurant in San Bernardino, where we see Amy sitting in the corner alone with a small cup of hot sake in front her, as she scans over the menu, as she waits on someone to join her.

Checking her cell phone, Amy sits back and just as she does, the door opens and in steps Jamie Deen, who pauses for a moment looking around before spotting Amy in the corner and walks over.  Amy places the menu down and stands to her feet, where she and Jamie share a cheek to cheek kiss and a hug before she and Jamie sit back down.

“Why am I not surprised that you find the sushi restaurant.”

“What can I say… I’m a sucker for sushi.”

Amy shrugs for a smile.

“How are you doing?”

Jamie asks.

“Good. You?”

“I’m fine thank you.”

And on that note, the waitress comes over.

“Are you ready to order?

“Uh yeah… can I have Nikki with some sushi rice and sautéed vegetables.”

“You sir?”

Oh… uh…”

Jamie picks up the menu and scans over it before making his mind up.

“I’ll have grilled Teriyaki chicken.”

“Anything to drink?”

“Just a lemonade.”

“Sure.”

The waitress wonders away with their order.

“So where is your gorgeous man?”

“He is off visiting friends.”

“Nice.  So are you ready to face off against Celeste?”

Jamie asks.

“Of course… how about you? Big match. Main event… 2 out of 3 falls match with the tag titles on the line.”

Amy asks.

“Ben and I are training hard… we are seeing each other later to talk strategy etc.…”

“You should easily beat them two.”

“We will and we will retain. Anyway enough of this business talk. Food is here.”

Jamie says as he spots the waitress coming over with his drink and their food, and just as the waitress places the food down Amy’s cell ring.

“Uh Sorry…”

Amy looks at her cell – Jessie

“Hi Jessie.”

“Hey… what are you up to?”

“Just have lunch with Jamie… why? what’s up?

Amy asks with a hint of concern.

“Nothing… just wanting to find out if you want to go to the gym.”

“Later maybe?”

“Yeah… that’s fine. Enjoy lunch.”

Jessie says.

“Thanks.”

“Bye.”

“Bye”

Jessie hangs up, as does Amy, before turning her phone on silent and looks at the food in front of her.

“Here is to success at Climax Control.”

Amy raises her glass of sake, which Jamie raises his glass of lemonade and they clink glasses before taking sips before directing their attention to their food.  The scene soon fades out as Jamie and Amy eat their food and engage in small talk between bites.


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20th October 2016
Vlog

Well well well… look who’s come back… little miss sunshine… little miss nobody who wants to be somebody.  Somebody who has affiliated themselves with the most unfortunately person in the world and could do far far better than Delia fucking Darling.

And just to let you know, that Delia is only looking out for number one and she would rather be prancing down a runway like Veronica Taylor and talking shit to those who are supposedly are not pretty or haven’t got millions in the bank or don’t have a sense of fashion.  She would step on anyone gullible enough to get to the top.  Celeste if I was you, I would get as far as possible away from that witch before she turns on you. And that’s when not if.

Anyway… long time no see Celeste. I don’t know about you but 6 months has flown passed. Have you been in rehab like your former nobody Alexis Edwards? Or just disappeared off the face of the planet because you don’t care or people just don’t give a fuck about you.

Whatever the case… I don’t care about what sob story you are going to dream up. What I do care about is getting a good match from you but unfortunately I don’t think I will be getting one. Who wants to face someone who has been absent for god knows how long and is going to be rust as fuck when they step into the ring.

Oh and if you are going to spout that you got training from Delia… that’s just laughable because we all know that her “in ring skills” were like. I can see a few different scenarios happening in this match.

1.   You cheat.
2.   You cheat with help.
3.   You win and proceed to deliver a beat down with your phoney friends.
Or
4.   I win and you don’t like it and a beat down happens.

A few different scenarios in what could happen, but what will really happen is that I will win and nothing happens because I slip out of the ring before anything does happen. I then head back stage and then home and happily ever after. Meanwhile you and whoever will be in the ring with you, will be licking your salty wound and bitch, moan, stamp your feet, throw toys out of your pram etc…

You see Celeste… I’m taking no prisoners come Sunday night.  I am going to take you out and turn your return into a fucking nightmare.

See you Sunday.

 Climax Control 159
11th September 2016
Toronto, Ontario, Canada.

…Jessie moves her corner, tagging in Amy. Lucy steps through the ropes and towards the center of the ring but Amy pulls herself to the top rope as Lucy gets closer and jumps off with a flying elbow smash, taking Lucy off her feet. Amy jumps back on her feet and charges at the ropes before using them as a springboard and jumps backwards with a springboard moonsault! Amy looks towards the top rope and climbs.

Simone: Amy taking huge risks.

Amy jumps off the top rope and goes for the shooting star press, but Lucy rolls out of the way and Amy lands hard on the canvas. Lucy pulls Amy to her feet and lifts her up, hooking up her head and dropping with a cradle DDT!

Simone: Assassin's Night!

Adams: This could be it!

Lucy crawls on top, hooking the leg and Holly drops down and counts

1...

2....

3!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winners of the match, The Angel Clan

::: Backstage:::

The Metal and Punk Connection reunion sucked.  We entered the ring with high hopes, however, much of it was tinged with doubt and worry over the fact that Jessie was friends with the Angel Clan. However, for me I didn’t have a close bond with them and so I was happy to bring my A game and more.  The match itself went off without a hitch… and just like myself, Jessie got on with the match. But in the end the victory was headed to the corner of the Angel Clan, as I was pinned and the short lived MPC reunion ended in defeat.

As we entered backstage, Joey, Jake and Shane were waiting for us, as Joey handed me a towel and a cool bottle of water and a light peck on the lips, as Shane gave Jessie a bottle of water.

“Thanks.”

I smiled, as I licked my lips before opening the bottle to take a long gulp of water before giving my face and chest a pat down with the towel.

“I’m sorry about tonight.”

I said with an apologetic shrug, as I look over at Jessie.

“It’s fine. We haven’t teamed together for a while. We are bound to be a little rusty.”

Jessie also shrugged, as she leans against a crate behind her.

“I’m glad you didn’t hesitate inside the ring against the Angel Clan.”

I said with an appreciative nod.

“It was hard… but I somewhat think Lucy and Uriella didn’t find it that hard.”

Jessie chuckles to herself, as she takes in some water before moving away from the crate, as Jake begins to speak.

“We are heading to a bar in a while, do you want to come?”

He asks.

“Sure… Joey?”

I turn to my boyfriend.

“Sounds like a plan.”

Joey nods, as he runs a hand through his hair.

“Great.  Well we will catch you guys in a while.”

Jessie says.

“Sure.”

I smile, as Jessie, Jake and Shane smile back and then head to their changing room, leaving myself and Joey alone, however, before we could move away and head back to my changing room, Pussy Willow pounces and straight away delivers a question.

“Can I get a few words from you about the Metal and Punk Connection Reunion.”

“Uh… I guess so.”

I shrug, though I’m not sure what I could say.

“Thanks. So we just saw the reunion of Metal and Punk Connection… what was that like to be back together.”

Pussy asked.

“While it was great to be back together, our reunion could have gone better.  But I guess we were a little rusty as a team.”

I shrug feeling a slight issue of de ja vu following mine and Jessie conversation as soon as we got backstage.

“We all know that Jessie and the Angel Clan are all friends…”

I roll my eyes and butt in.

“Pussy… if you haven’t got any decent questions… then this interview is over.”

I shake my head and walk off with Joey in tow, as I head back to the locker room to shower and change and prefer to meet up with Jessie, Jake and Shane for a few drinks.


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<Center>TAG TEAM MATCH – STREETFIGHT
METAL & PUNK CONNECTION (Amy Marshall & Jessie Salco) vs JUSTICE LEAGUE (Zuri Chastain and Belinda Warrick)</Center>


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13th Sept 2016
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
Nomad Kickboxing and Boxing.

The scene opens inside the Nomad Kickboxing and Boxing gym, where it sits quiet barring the two employees, who sit waiting for their next customers, however, at the same time watching what is happening inside the ring in the far corner of the room.  In the far corner of the room, we see Jessie and Amy inside the boxing room, where we see Amy wearing shorts, a plain black SCW wrestling t-shirt, however, around her waist is a padded belt and a set of thick pads on her arms and on her hands. Meanwhile Jessie also wears a pair of short, a metal band t-shirt and MMA gloves.

“Come on Jessie kick me harder.”

Jessie bring up her foot and kicks Amy in the padded stomach before backing away and delivers several punches to the pads on Amy.

“Tell me why this is going to help in our match?”

Jessie queried, as she lifts one leg up to kick the pads on Amy’s arm, as she connects she lets out a grunt, before doing it a few more times before following it up with a spinning back fist and then a spinning elbow.

“Might come in handy in the match, plus it’s a damn good workout.”

“Definitely a workout… I never asked how you got into this?”

Jessie punches the pads on Amy hands before moving in and driving in several knees to the padded belt, before moving back and delivering several kicks.

“An ex... who was into muay thai and kickboxing and all that. And while i don’t bother watching any muay thai or kickboxing, I find it a good workout.”

Amy shrugs and backs away a little to adjust the pads on her arms.

“Ok.”

Jessie blinks, as she thought there would be more to that story, but just continues with a few more punches and a few more kicks.

“How often do I do this?”

Jessie asks another questions

“For the professionals daily training includes many rounds of 3–5 minute periods broken up by a short rest of about 1–2 minutes. However, we are not professionals, i do about two 10-15 mins rounds before either hitting the gym hard or do yoga.”

Amy explains.

“Well since this is my first time…  can I take a break?”

Jessie gives one more burst of punches and kicks to the pads.

“Sure.”

Amy smiles, as she takes the final few punches and kicks before lowering her arms down.

“Thanks. I noticed a gym next door, So I’m going to pop there for a bit.”

Jessie says with a shrug.

“Ok… see you in a bit.

Amy smiles, as she removes the pads from around her waist and arms and hands as she nods at the boxing gym employee who saunters over and climbs into the ring. The soon scene fades out, as Jessie leaves Amy inside the ring, as an employee of the gym steps into the ring and takes the pads from Amy and places them onto himself as Amy begins to punch and kick etc… while Jessie grabs her bags and disappears next door.

Jessie: “In two weeks’ time I find myself not in the main event where I belong but rather teaming up with Amy in the latest stop on the Metal and Punk Connection Reunion Tour as we take on The Justice League! No, not the awesome cartoon from the mid-to late 2000s but rather Zuri Chastain and Belinda Warrick! Don’t get me wrong, I’d much rather be challenging for the SCW World Bombshell Championship instead but that can wait another Supercard, let’s get this started, right Amy?”

“Zuri, you’ve been with the company for a while now but this is our first match together but I’m not about to let that stop me from kicking ass and taking names on my way to the top, my road to the World Bombshell Championship may have hit a Keira Fisher sized speedbump but after we win this match I’ll be right back on track but in the meantime Zuri, leave your superhero antics until Halloween next month because otherwise you’ll be annihilated!”

“Belinda on the other hand is pretty much the complete opposite of Zuri because she hasn’t even been with the company that long! That being said Belinda, you are one of the biggest bombshells on the roster and a lot bigger than either me or Amy but as the old saying goes, the bigger they are the harder they fall and it’ll be your inexperience in the ring that’ll be the Justice League’s undoing! You may be big but no matter how big the tree is it’ll still fall over if you chop away at it enough!”

“Justice League, at the end of the day myself and Amy have more experience as a tag team than the two of you combined and that will be your downfall! Zuri might have the experience edge over Belinda which might be able to cover up her weaknesses in the ring but that doesn’t change the fact that Belinda is the weak link in the team and that the Metal and Punk Connection will rock the Justice League’s world in this street fight!”


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15th Sept 2016
Vlog.

Well MPC back together again… which is quite surprising for me, as I know Jessie was expecting to be in single main event competition and I was just expecting to be in a random single match.  But it looks like I’m still in a random tag team match against the Justice League.  I wasn’t expecting tag team action, but a match is a match at the end of the day.
So the Justice League… Is it wrong that I never heard if you guys… well I have heard of you Zuri, but not so much your tag team partner.  In fact, your partner I have never seen inside the ring wrestling… I guess she is more a tag team wrestler than a single wrestler.  Anyway… I haven’t actually seen you guys in action, which would be a good thing for myself and Jessie.

I know I know… there is a couple of glaringly obvious things here… yes we lost our reunion match… and yes we know that your partner is a huge woman.  But first things first… we may have lost our match, but in fairness we haven’t been in action for months, but we have the history and we have held tag team gold, we can bounce back and kick ass.

As for your partner, she doesn’t scare us… her height and whatever strength she had doesn’t intimidate us, it will only fuel us to do better and prove that we are one of the best tag teams in the division.  

This street fight will be your undoing, as Jessie and I thrive in these conditions, and come Violent Conduct, MPC will be dangerous, glorious and victorious.

 Aug 10th
Juneau, Alaska

The scene opens up in down town Juneau, Alaska, where we see the high street with a few people buzzing about going about their business, as a taxi come into view and stops outside the Bad Girl Ink tattoo parlour, out steps Amy Marshall from the taxi as she takes in the smells of home.  For the last week, Amy stayed in Las Vegas and relaxed after her title match against Melody Grace at Summer XXXtreme.  During that week, she worked on a lot of 3-X stuff as well as having dinner dates with Joey and gambling in town.  However, with SCW now kicking off a Canadian tour, Amy couldn’t help but head to Vancouver where she lived for a short while, but firstly it was family time.

Closing the taxi cab door, she watches as Joey grabs their suitcases from the trunk of the taxi and placing the down on the sidewalk, as the cab pulls away as Amy steps up onto the curb, as she looks up at her very first tattoo parlour and to the apartment above it.

“What do you want to do?”

Joey asks, as Amy looks at her watch.

“Dump our cases. Then go for a beer.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

“It’s the only plan I got at the moment… I always have a shot or two before visiting mom.”

Amy says with a shrug, as she walks towards a red door next to the tattoo parlour and pulls out a large set of keys and unlocks the door and she and Joey enter the small apartment.

“I don’t get why your Mom still has it in for you… she should have accepted what you do for a living by now.”

“Because she is stubborn and too damn prude for her own good.”

Amy says, as she picks up the few pieces of mail that sits on the floor before continuing into the apartment, where she places her bag in the living room before grabbing her cell phone from her pocket before dialling a number.

“Hi Amy”

“Hey dad… just to let you know that Joey and I have arrived.”

“That’s great. We’ll see you soon.”

“Sure. Love you dad.”

“Love you too honey.”

Amy hangs up and sits down for a moment, where she pulls her case close and unzips it and grabs a pair of converses and changes into them.

“Who was that?”
“Dad… just letting him know we have arrived.”

“Cool.”

“Right… time to go to the bar and get something to eat.”

Joey nods, as she he moves his case away from the door and slips on jacket, as he watches Amy do her case back up and then stand to her feet.

“Where are we going too?”

“There is a nice bar down the street that does the best food around.”

The scene fades out on Joey and Amy leaving the apartment and before to walk the short distance towards the bar, as Amy prepares to meet here mother and the rest of the family.


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11th Aug.
Marshall family home.

The scene opens up inside the Marshall family home, where we see Amy, Joey, Amy’s dad as well as sisters Katie and Mary sitting on the sofa as Katie and Mary question Joey about everything and anything. Amy shakes her head and stands her to feet, where she heads towards the back yard, where her mom sits alone with a tablet in hand.

“Hey”

Amy broke the silence.

“Hi.”

“Why don’t you come in, get to know Joey more. Katie and Mary I think love him.”

Amy asks trying to break the ice.

“I don’t know why the bother. It’s just another relationship.”

Her mother snipes, as Amy just rolls her eyes.

“I don’t know why I bothered coming out here. I just thought you can be more sociable and get to know Joey instead of sitting out here alone and bitter.”

Amy glares and just turns away and steps back into the house with a big sigh.  The relationship between her and her mom had always been spikey.  As much as Amy tried with her mom, her mom just won’t give anything back.  Returning back to the living room where everyone is, she sits back down next to Joey.

“Is your mother coming in?”

“Nope.”

Amy shrugs her shoulders and show the disappointment in her face.

“You would think she would stop being stubborn and hard headed and get use to the things you do.”

Mary says with a shrug.

“Yeah.”

Joey stands to his feet and smiles and excuses himself, as he leaves Amy, Katie, Mary and their dad alone to talk.  Meanwhile Joey heads towards the backyard unbeknownst to everyone else, as she steps out.

“Why don’t you come in Mrs Marshall?”

Joey says standing in front of Amy’s mom.

“Look Joey… I’m sure you are nice guy… but you are just another relationship that will fail.  Amelia doesn’t stay with anyone for very long… especially in her careers that she has. So don’t worry about making nice with me.”

Amy’s mom says, as she turns her attention back to her tablet and swipes the screen.  Joey meanwhile raises his eyebrows and shakes his head.

“Firstly… I care for your daughter and I love her.  Unlike her previous relationships, I’m not going to cheat on her nor fall out of love.  I am here to stay… I’m sorry you can’t accept her for who she is or the woman she has become.  Your loss.”

Joey smiles and walks away and steps back into the house.

“So who is ready to head out for lunch? It’s all on me.”

Joey asks.

“I’m starved.”

Katie says with a smile.

“Sure… I’ll see if Mom wants to go.”

Mary says getting to her feet and disappearing into the backyard.

“Where did you go to?”

Amy whispers into Joey ear.

“Bathroom.”

Joey says, although Amy not quite believing him but says nothing.  Meanwhile her Dad and Katie stand to their feet and disappear off to check windows and door, while Mary returns dragging her mom by the hand.

“Mom is coming.”

“Ok”

Amy wonders how much of a choice that she had, as Mary can be quite persuasive. Katie returns followed close behind by her father, as she grabs her bag.

“Ready?”

“Yup”

Amy says, as she grabs her bag and heads towards the door, while everyone else grabs anything they need before also heading out of the door and towards the awaiting pre-booked taxi. The scene fades out with everyone climbing into the taxi and the taxi heading off towards town.


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Aug 12th
Vancouver, BC, Canada.



Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada… holds so many memories for Amy… many good and many bad and those bad ones will be never revisited as its part of her life that she regrets and simply wants to forget about.  The good memories were that of living with her very first girlfriend and becoming a fulltime starlet for the porn company Endless Filth, after they discovered her from the amateur site she had created.

The scene opens outside a plain looking house, where we see Amy and Joey standing before it, as Amy reminisces about the times she had with her girlfriend, as she remembers the first time they moved in, the parties they had and celebrations.

“Did you used to live here?”

“I did… with my very first girlfriend. She was called Melanie.  I haven’t see her since 2010, when I was wrestling for a company New Championship Wrestling. I wonder what she is doing now.”

:::: Flashback ::::

November 27th 2010

Roxxxie turns back to the bar, however, before she could order another beer a female voice barked at her.

“That seat is reserved, move or I will remove you myself”

Roxxxie raised an eyebrow “Excuse me”

The girl then screamed before hugging Roxxxie, leaving Roxxxie confused and scared.

“Er…do I know you?” Roxxxie said

“Don’t you remember me?”

Roxxxie stared at her face, perhaps a little familiar but nothing twigged and Roxxxie shook her head.

“Don’t get me wrong, you might think you know me from my movies and have a relationship in your head, but I don’t know you.”

The woman raised an eyebrow “ok, my name is Melanie Jones. I used to have blonde hair with multicoloured streaks, broad frame glasses and … **** it”

Melanie moves forward and kisses Roxxxie.

Roxxxie’s eyes light up as Mel’s tender kiss brought some images back of Mel, but at the age of 18 with blonde hair with multi-coloured streaks, broad frame glasses and almost geeky clothing.

“Holy ****” Roxxxie hugs Mel.

:::: End of Flashback ::::

“Probably like you… moved on.”

“True.”

“Come on… let’s get a coffee and you can tell me how you ended up in Vancouver.”

Joey grabs Amy’s hand, as they turn and jump into the nearby cab, where it drives off towards the nearest shopping precinct.

~ Short time later. ~

The scene opens back up, this time in a café, where we see Amy and Joey sitting in the corner chatting away about Amy’s time living with her cousin, as well as Melanie etc…

“Amy… is that you?”

Came a voice in the door way, as Amy looks up at the door way and sees this tall, slim and brunette woman looking at Amy with a smile.

“Melanie?”

Amy queries for a second, as Mel strolls over and Amy stands to her feet.

“Hi gorgeous.”
Amy and Melanie embrace in a hug

“How are you?”

Mel asks.

“I’m good thanks… you?”

“I’m very well actually. “

Mel smiles.

“Do you want to join Joey and myself?”

“Sure.”

“Joey… this is Melanie.  Melanie is my partner Joey Santino.”

Joey and Melanie shake hands, as she sits down.

“What are you doing these days?”

Melanie asks.

“I wrestle now… I quit doing porn and now make it.”

“Interesting… So you beat people up for a living.”

“Yup. What about you. What are you doing?”

Amy asks.

“I am a full time mom now.  Happy married to a woman called Charity, who owns a couple of restaurants here in Vancouver.”

“Wow… congratulations.”

Amy smiles and places a hand on Mel’s hand.

“Thanks… I have a little boy called Danny, who is 3 and is at school. Have you had any kids?”

“I do not… and the thought hasn’t crossed my mind.”

“Ah ok... so Joey here. How did you two meet?”

Melanie asks, as she looks over the man who sits beside Amy giving him the once over, as a waitress comes over and takes Melanie’s order before disappearing.

“We met when I was tour…”

The scene soon fades out on Amy, Joey and Melanie, as Amy continues her story of where they met but they actually knew each other long before then, the waitress soon comes over again with a tea and places it down in front of Mel.


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Aug 19th
Calgary, Alberta, Canada.
Vlog

Polly Ping…. Oops Polly Playtime… now not to cast aspersions but why is a prissy little daddy’s girl wrestling?  Shouldn’t you be competing in some beauty contest or something… or maybe hosting or co-hosting your crappy little 2am game show?

You may have had a lucky win against the resident psycho…. But you are coming up against me… I am a hall of famer, a grand slam champion and your worst nightmare.   Once I am done beating your prissy blond ass all over the ring, you won’t have face for TV but more for radio.

You see Polly, while you use your basic wrestling moves on the dumbass idiots on your game show and have even more basic rookie moves when you actually wrestle, I am going to show you what true wrestling is all about… none of this basic bullshit of sitting on someone face in hope they tap… but introducing you to the bad girl as well as the many aerial moves that I have.

But I am not exactly going to take you for granted... while you have the new girl hype and that you won on your debut… I am not about to get lazy and sit back. I may not know you and certainly have never face you and there is only so many times you can study one match… I will continue my match prep as normal and that is going hard inside the gym.

So Polly… I am sorry that I can’t say much else… but I will wish you luck in this match as you will need it.  So good luck and see you Sunday.

 10th July 2016
Reno, Nevada
Climax Control 153

You would think that pinning Veronica in a bar room brawl would give you satisfaction, pure joy and elation and don’t get me wrong I am pleased that I beat her, but when you are fighting someone that has lost all their spark and energy inside the ring, the joy of beating them just becomes mundane.

….. Amy chokes and sputters, kicking her legs and tearing at Taylor's hands but she can't break the hellcat's grip! Veronica finally releases her, sending Amy into a coughing fit! Veronica stands up, grabbing Amy by the legs. Veronica falls back, catapulting Amy up and over a table, sending it and the contents scattering all over the floor! Veronica turns and gives everyone a super model pose, resulting in loud jeers and boos!

Veronica was a somebody when she came into this company, she had the plastic fantastic crew at her side, they made a name, everyone talked about them and everyone wanted to beat them.  Now with just Veronica on her own… its Veronica who… oh that Veronica Taylor... she is beatable… she is a big dull dud with a personality of wet fish… she is a bad joke in a Christmas cracker.

Veronica turns around as Amy is returning to her feet, albeit struggling to do so. Veronica struts over to her when Amy turns around swiftly, a lit lighter in one hand and a bottle of beer in the other. She takes a deep swallow...

Adams: LOOK OUT!

Veronica's eyes go wide and she dives to the floor just as Amy sends a beer fireball her way!

Simone: This is going too far!

I had hoped tonight I could out her out of her misery by breaking her fingers or scarring her for life or even end her pitiful career somehow, but even I am disappointed that I could even do that.

A wide eyed and freaked out Veronica gets to her feet but is knocked right back down by a thrust kick to the side of the head, courtesy of Amy! Amy then grabs a nearby heavy chair and topples it over on top of Veronica! Veronica struggles, screaming as Amy jumps on top of the chair, adding to its weight and pressure as Drew has no choice but to count the unusual pinfall!

1.....

2.....

3!

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the Nightclub Brawl -- AMY MARSHALL!!!

Tonight was just another win… for Veronica is just another loss in her pitiful faltering career. Nothing great or magnificent about it other than it was different match to add to my list and another win to add to my record.

Thank you Veronica for sucking as per usual… now we can move on.

Amy turns from the television in front of her as she comes face to face with Pussy Willow, who stands beside her.

PW: Thank you Amy.

Amy smiles as she rubs her neck before taking a sip of water.

Amy: No problem.

Amy turns just as Joey appears around the corner as she grabs more water and a towel.

Joey: Are you ok?

Amy walks towards Joey.

Amy: I’m good… just need some ice for my throat and scalp.

Joey: I’ll get some from the bar, you go and sit down and recover.

Amy smiles and gives him a kiss on the cheek.

Amy: You are the best.

Joey runs a hand through Amy’s hair before turning and head off towards the bar to get some ice, while Amy goes to find the room she was using. The scene soon fades out with Amy finding her room and sits down as she rubs her head, while Joey soon returns with a bucket of ice.


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July 14th
Tampa, Florida

The scene opens on a Tampa, Florida beach, where we see the miles of white sandy beaches and the miles upon miles of blue serene sea gently lapping at the shore, as the camera pans around we see rows up rows of white chairs with people sitting down waiting and chatting and in the centre is a white arch decorated with flowers and ribbon. Standing in front of this arch is a minister with a bible in hand and standing either side of her is the bridesmaids.

As the music hits, the camera pans around to see Keira first walking down the makeshift aisle until she reaches the front and then Roxi makes an appearance and heads down the aisle to meet Keira at the front.

As the minister begin the usual introduction, the camera pans around once more, where we see Amy and Joey a couple rows from the front.

“They both look amazing.”

Amy whispers into Joey ear, as she grabs his hand and looks at him.

“They do… and the bridesmaids.”
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Amy nods and squeezes Joeys hand, as she admires the tux that he is wearing and how well he has scrubbed up,

“I Keira…”

Amy looks at the front for a moment, as Roxi and Keira begin to renew their vows and smiles, as she looks at their faces and see how happy they are and how much they love each other considering their lifestyle etc... Amy turns back to Joey and looks at him and thinks, as a small breeze from the sea catches her green sundress.

"Till death do us part…”

Amy leans in and whispers into Joey’s ear.

“I love you.”

Joey turns and looks at Amy.

“Do you really mean it? Not just caught up in the moment.”

Joey asks.

“A little bit, but I do really mean it.”

Amy smiles and squeezes his hand.

“I Roxi…”

“We’ll talk in a while… I really want to know if you are serious.”

Amy nods as Joey strokes her face before returning his attention back to the nuptials, Amy lets out a small breath as if a small weight had been lifted, although some apprehension simmers in the pit of her stomach.

“To have and to hold, in sickness in health…”

Roxi continues as she brushes some hair from her face, as she looks lovingly at her wife as Amy watched intently, as she wondered if she could be happy as them two. Amy steals a look at Joey and then back at Roxi and Keira and then the bridesmaids.

“Then by the power invested in me and the state of Florida, I now pronounce you wife and wife… again.”
The music plays once more, as everyone stands to their feet and begin to clap as Roxi and Keira kiss and turn to everyone and smile and wave.  Roxi and Keira then take each other by the hand and begin to walk down the aisle, as they briefly stop where Amy stands.

“Congrats you guys.”

“Thank you.”

Keira smiles, as Amy leans in and gives Keira a kiss on both cheeks.

“Your turn next.”

Roxi jokes, as Amy says nothing and gives her also a kiss on the cheek.

“Congrats ladies.”

Joey smiles and hugs them both.

“Thanks Joey.”

Roxi and Keira respond to the hug before stepping back and continue their walk down the aisle, as Amy smooths out her dress, as she watches Keira and Roxi disappear up the beach and towards the hotel.

“Ladies and gents there will be drinks and stuff in the hotel bar, so just follow us.”

Says one of the bridesmaids, as they head up to the beach and everyone follows close behind, as Amy and Joey stay behind to talk and take in the beach and sea view.  The scene fades outs on Amy and Joey, as he asks about her declaration and whether she means it.


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July 17th
Las Vegas, NV
Climax Control 154

There haven’t been many occasions, where I had the opportunity to referee a match, so putting on the striped t-shirt was pretty foreign to me and even more so when I am watching the unfolding action before me.

And to be honest, this match was going too slow for my liking and I was getting bored.

Melody rolls away holding her ribs, while Amy-Jayne holds her legs as referee Amy stands looking at Melody and Amy-Jayne... she goes over to Melody first to check on her before going over to Amy-Jayne, where she checks on her. Referee Amy grabs Amy-Jayne and pulls her to feet but then quickly hits the Bad Girl on Amy-Jayne.

So to spice this match up and end it… I hit Amy-Jayne with the bad girl and then watched Melody pin and win, before I followed it up with a surprise superkick to Melody’s jaw.  It was effective.

Referee Amy stands to her feet, where she pulls Melody to her feet and points at Amy-Jayne on the mat, Melody looks at Amy with raised eyebrows and then drops down and pins Amy-Jayne.

…. Amy looks at the belt and then throws it at Melody and with that brief distraction Amy moves in and hits superkick.

Amy looks down at Melody and picks up the Bombshell Internet championship and raises it high as Amy's music hits over the pa as a rain of boos erupt.

Celebrating the treachery and attack I soak in the boos from the crowd and soak in that I am perhaps the number one contender to the Bombshell Internet Championship. Heading to the backstage area I gave my reasoning to why I attacked Melody and Amy-Jayne and quickly moved on.  I head to my changing room, where Joey greets me with a nervous smile.

Amy: Whats up?

I ask.

Joey: Are you ok?

Amy: Yeah I’m fine. Why do you ask?

I raise an eyebrow wondering what Joey is getting at.

Joey: No reason.

Joey steps forward and pulls me close.

Amy: Seriously what’s up?

Joey: Nothing… making sure you are not angry or anything.

Amy: Why should I be?

I cock my head.

Joey: umm no.

Amy: Ok then.

I shrug before sitting down.

Joey: so what now?

Joey asks.

Amy: Home to change and then to a club?

Joey: Sounds like a plan.

I smile, as I grab the small bag that sits beside the sofa and make a beeline for the door with Joey following close behind.   The scene soon fades out as Joey closes the door and the make their way towards the exit of the building.


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July 20th.
Las Vegas, NV.
Vlog

What does the Bombshell Roulette title and World Bombshell Championship have in common?

Build up and lots of it.

Unfortunately, the Internet championship has zero build up and people don’t seem to be interested compared to the Roulette championship, where Kate Steele and Natalie McKinley have been at each other throat, while the Bombshell championship is the main event and six bombshells are fighting for in a chamber of fate match.

So this match lacks excitement and perhaps it’s my fault for not making it more exciting or even helping building this into something… maybe it Melody’s fault for sitting back relaxing too much, being too complacent.

Maybe it both our faults, but you know what… while the build-up to this match has been pretty bad, we can make the match pretty good and maybe pretty epic. I have injected some life into this match already when I attacked Melody at last week’s Climax Control. So hopefully that has lit a fire under Melody’s ass.

Did it light a fire under your ass Melody? Or is your head still up J2H’s ass.

Whatever the case, I am going to bring you down from the clouds and show you why complacency isn’t your friend… I hope you are prepared Melody because I am going to fight, fight to make something of this match and fight to try and take your title away.

You don’t deserve the title and I can understand why Mark Ward stacked the odds against you.

Come next week on that Cruise Ship… you will meet the same fate as the titanic and sink to the depths of nothing.  I hope you and J2H are ready for disappointment at Summer XXXtreme.

 OOC Note:  I will be placing Amy’s attempt at capturing the Internet title on the character building board. Obv with Courtney’s ok.


5th June 2016
Into the Void IV
Tokyo Metropolitan Gymnasium, Tokyo, Japan

…Amy drops down from her corner, walks around the ring to where Natalie is and works to keep her distracted! She reaches down, pulls Natalie up to her feet and goes to whip her into the steel ringpost, but Natalie reverses it, sending Amy into the ringpost instead!

Jessie looks like she's ready to set Melody up for her finisher but Melody quickly hits a DDT to Jessie before she gets down and locks Jessie in the Muta Lock!!

Jessie is screaming and yelling as Drew drops down and asks her what she wants to do but she continues shouting "No", refusing to give up! Melody keeps the hold locked in as Natalie and Amy are battling it out on the outside and eventually Jessie is forced to tap out!!!

DING!1 DING! DING!

Drew Patton walks over as the timekeeper hands him the Bombshell Internet Championship and he heads back over to Melody, raising her hand in victory and handing her the belt!

Justin: Ladies and gentleman here are you winners, the team of Natalie McKinley and Melody Grace and the NEWWWW SCW Bombshell Champion...MELODY GRACE!!!!

Melody hugs the title tight as she jumps up and down, celebrating in the ring and both Natalie and Amy realize what happened! Amy reaches in and pulls a disappointed Jessie out of the ring, as Natalie slides in under the bottom rope and goes over to congratulate her partner, and the new champion!

Amy helps Jessie to the back as Jessie glares in the ring as Melody continues her celebration, holding the championship in the air and the crowd applauds and cheers for her!


There was a lot of pressure on this match to be great, it already had people talking about it, as it was unique first for SCW and it partially delivered some expectations. Although we never saw descent in the ranks between Melody and Natalie. All of us put on a pretty decent show and unfortunately a new champion was crowed.

Melody had made Jessie submit, much to Jessie’s reluctance. I should have saved her, but I had my hands full with Natalie. I should have been watching… damn you Natalie.

Moments after Jessie tapped, I felt disappointment and guilty as Natalie quickly forgot about me and jumped into the ring to celebrate with Melody, as I pulled Jessie from the ring and helped her to her feet.

“I’m Sorry.”

Is all that could escape from my lips as Jessie and I backed away from the ring and up the ramp.  Jessie said nothing but the look in her eyes and her body language said it all. We turn and head backstage as we ignore the ongoing celebrations.

Once backstage, I pull Jessie aside, as Jake and Shane stand a few feet away from us.

“Are you ok?”

I asked as I place a hand on Jessie’s shoulder.

“Disappointed… Disappointed because we now have an unworthy champion.”

Jessie lets out a sigh.

“Hopefully not for very long if Mark has his way. And you get your rematch.”

I shrug.

“I hope so. Anyway… time to move on. Jake, Shane and I are heading to bar in a while, do you want to come?”

“Stupid question… but yes.”

I smile, as I see Joey approach.

“Great, I’ll see you guys in a bit.”

I nod, as Jessie joins back up with Jake and Shane, as they head back to their locker room, where Jessie would shower and change, while Joey and I head back to mine as I also shower and change and prepare to forget about the rest of the night and the fact that it was my last match in Japan.

“Sorry about the loss tonight.”

“Me too… Me too.”

The scene fades out as Joey and I head into the changing room, as the next match begins on the large screen not far away.


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June 13th 2016
Cuba
Ben Jordan’s Party.

Having spent much of the previous week recovering from the Japan tour at home in Vegas, as well as paying bills, date nights with Joey and hanging out with Joshua in the casino’s... the next week looked to be uneventful, as the card was released with Amy not being booked, however, news began to filter around that Ben Jordan was holding a party in Cuba and everyone was invited.

Quickly making plans with Joshua to get over to Cuba via his private Jet, the only thing needed to do was pack a few things for herself and bring Joey along as well.  Once in the jet, Amy sat back as she listened to her music, while Joey and Joshua spoke to each other, although a little awkward between them.
With the flight being only a few hours, the plane touched down in Cuba and Joey, Amy and Joshua climbed off the plane and headed to the hotel the Amy pre-booked at the last moment.

“Thanks for flying us here.”

“Anything for a friend.  And thanks for the room.”

“Anything for a friend.”

Amy smirked as she places a kiss on the cheek of Joshua before heading her and Joey’s room.  Inside the hotel room, once inside the hotel room, Amy and Joey changed clothing to suit the Cuban weather, as Joey just put on a t-shirt, shorts and flip flops, while Amy put on a green tank top and green tartan punk shorts and some gladiator type sandals.

“You look gorgeous.”

“Thanks”

Amy smiles, as she grabs Joey hand and place a light kiss on Joey lips.

“Time to find the party.”

Amy smiles, as she grabs her cell and dials Jamie’s number for directions.

“Hi Ames”

“Hey gorgeous.”

“What’s up?”

"Where is Ben’s house? How far is it from the Iberostar Grand Hotel Trinidad?”

Amy asks.

“Umm… hang on.”

Jamie disappears for a moment, as Amy hears him shouting a question to whoever.

“It’s a few blocks away.”

“Thanks and see you in a bit.”

“Sure.”

Amy hangs up her cell before grabbing her bag and shoving her cell phone in.

“Where is Ben’s house?”

Joey Asks.

“A few blocks away, but I’m sure if will be easy to find with that amount of music blaring from the house.”

“Ok. We grabbing Joshua along the way?”

“We are.”

Amy squirts some perfume before grabbing the hotel key, as she and Joey then exit the room, before making their way down to the lobby, where they meet up with Joshua and then head to Ben’s party, where much of the roster will be there.

The scene soon fades out on Amy, Joey, Joshua entering the party house, where Amy kisses Jamie on the cheek before moving further into the house to grab a beer for herself, as Joey opts for the same beer, while Joshua heads to Ben to greet him.


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24th June 2016
Laughlin, NV
Vlog

Wow… just wow… I wasn’t expecting to be facing anyone with a title for a little while, hell I was expecting Jessie to be getting her rematch or something. But color me surprised when I read the card.  Although it must suck to be you having to be on Mark’s bad side. Which is great for the rest of us, especially as he put a 24/7 rule on the title.  Just a shame I couldn’t capitalise on that when Mark announced it last week.

But Sunday Night, there will be no-one at your side to protect you from attacks, it will be just you and me inside the ring. No stipulations, no unique firsts… just one on one beating the hell out of each other.

At Into the Void, it was all about you and Jessie and how hard done by you were and how sad and pathetic you became, now it’s all about what type of champion you are and how well you can defend your title. Obviously you are a coward because who in their right mind hires a bodyguard to stop people from attacking you. You lost the point of defending 24/7.  If I was in your shoes, I wouldn’t be a pussy and hire a bodyguard, I would stick it out and fight off all competition that would come my way and make myself a great champion… not a scared champion that you are appearing to be.

You see Melody, I don’t have anything to lose… I’ve held all championships in this company, I am a hall of famer, I’m just here now to have fun and if a title opportunity comes my way I’ll take it

Be prepared Melody for failure in your first attempt in defending your title… we all want to you blubber like a little baby again and whine it’s just not fair.

Good Lucky Melody because you are going to need it.

 ::: Flashback :::

8th May 2016
Okayama, Japan.
Climax Control 147

The scene opens backstage once more, this time by catering, where we see Amy and Joey sitting and talking and watching the ongoing match on the TV, where Amy suddenly stands to her feet, knocking her chair and over making a beeline to whatever caught her eye.

Joey: What is it?

Joey asks, as he turns to see where Amy is heading and in this case, Amy is seen heading towards Natalie McKinley.

Amy: Oi, bitch! Did you think we were done?

Joey: Amy, don't.

Amy ignores Joey and begins to shove Natalie backwards.

Natalie: You shouldn't start something that you're not capable of finishing.

Amy: You and your threats don't scare me.

Amy shoves Natalie again. Natalie retaliates with a shove of her own, and this is where everything quickly kicks off, as Amy takes a swing at Natalie, but Natalie dodges the move and swings at Amy, catching her and busting her lip open, which infuriates Amy and they begin to brawl. However, security is quick to arrive, and Joey and one security guard drags Amy away, while three guys drag Natalie away.

Amy: This isn't finished.

Natalie: Bring it on, you ferch dwp!

Natalie and Amy struggle against the security guys holding them, and Natalie is dragged away, while Amy is dragged back into catering, where Joey tries to calm Amy down.

::: Off Camera :::

Pacing back and forth, Amy ignores the throbbing pain from her lip, as the blood trickles from her lip to her chin and eventually dripping onto her t-shirt, as she wants to fight more but security at the entrance of catering area blocks the way, as Joey watches Amy pace.

Joey: For Christ sake… Stop pacing.

Joey grabs Amy and stops her dead in her tracks.

Joey: This has got to be stupidest fight I have witnessed.
Joey shakes his head as he picks up a tissue and wipes some of the blood from her face, but Amy snatches the tissue away.

Joey: Seriously… you are going to act like this. This isn’t the woman I know and…. Love.

Amy: What?

Joey scrunches his eyes up and runs his hands through his hair, instantly regretting his words.

Joey: Nothing. Forget what I said.

Amy: No… you said you loved me?

Amy backs away as her anger turns from raging at Natalie to confusion and various other emotions that she can’t convey.

Joey: I’m sorry.

Amy: Too fucking late… you can’t take that back. You know my history.  I just…

Amy takes a few more steps away, as she gets closer to the security guys.

Joey: I know… but I can’t help my feelings. But I guess Joshua and Jamie were right.

Amy: About what?

Joey: That I would lose you.

Amy: Well they were right.  Sorry Joey… I can’t do this.

Amy turns and brushes past the security guards.

Joey: Amelia!

Amy: Go home Joey. Go back to California.

Amy disappears past the security guards leaving Joey standing alone bewildered and annoyed with himself for opening his big mouth, as he wonder if this is the end of their relationship, or just leave things for a couple of days and hope it all blows over.  Whatever the case he has to find somewhere else to stay for the night as he considers his next move.

Joey heads off out of catering and make a beeline for the exit and for a cab back to the hotel.


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10th May 2016
Kobe, Japan
Kobe Beef Steak Ishida Kitanozaka
(Steakhouse)

The scene opens in downtown Kobe more specifically inside the Kobe Beef Steak Ishida Kitanozaka steakhouse, where we see Joshua and Jamie sitting together, as we see Amy come over with three glasses of water and sits down.

“So what up?”

Joshua asks a sips his water, before picking up the menu.

“Joey used the L word.”

“Lube?”

Jamie chuckle, as Joshua looks at Jamie and then at Amy.

“No… Love.”

Amy said shaking her head.

“Oh”

“I know you guys know about it.”

Amy looks at her glass and wipes away some condensation from it.

“We merely advised him not to say anything.”

Joshua looks at Jamie, worried that they might be in trouble here.

“Don’t worry I’m not mad at you guys, more mad at him.”

Amy shrugs as she sips the water.

“Good. So where is he now?”

Jamie asks.

“I don’t know… I’m hoping he is heading back home.”

Amy shrugs.

“Did you break up?”

“I… I don’t know… I am so confused.”

Amy shakes her head and places her head in her hands, as Jamie places a hand on her shoulder.

“Give it a few days, then phone him and talk to him. I know you don’t feel the same way… but you two are great for each other.”

Jamie says.

“What if…”

“No what if’s… just give it time.”

Joshua chipped in, as waitress come over for their orders.

“What would you like?”

“Burger and Fries”

“Steak rare with fries”

“Steak medium rare with potato and salad.”

The waitress jots down the order in Japanese before bowing and walking away, as Joshua, Jamie and Amy place the menus back in a nearby holder as the table stays silent for a moment.

“Moving on… So you have Veronica Taylor this week.”

Joshua breaks the silence.

“Do i?”

Amy says realising that she hadn’t checked the card, as her mind was too preoccupied.

“I’m guessing you haven’t checked the card.”

Jamie queries.

“Uh No.  So Veronica. No Sweat.”

“Wow loving the confidence there.”

Jamie smirks.

“I’m pretty confident that she is going give the same hold bullshit lines and the fact she has done fuck all recently, means this will be pretty damn easy.”

Amy smiles with confidence, as she spots the waitress coming over with their good.

“That was quick”

Joshua says impressed.

“That’s what she said.”

Jamie jokes and gives a wink, as the waitress place the food down in front of them, as Amy thanks her in her native language, before tucking in their food. The scene soon fades out as they all begin to eat their food and talk about this week’s card and various other topics.


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Climax Control 148
15th May 2016
Kobe, Japan

Justin: Here is your winner, AMMMMMMMMY MARSHALLLLLLL!!

Amy's theme slams over the PA system and Drew raises her hand in victory, before she yanks her hand away to celebrate her victory. Suddenly two figures slide in beneath the bottom rope behind
Amy...!

Simone: Who the hell...?

Adams: It's Crystal and Kate!

Crystal slams into Amy from behind with a clothesline, leveling the Punk Princess down to the mat!

Crystal and Kate begin kicking and stomping the downed form of Amy, and after having been through a tough match, Amy is unable to fight back from this onslaught! Veronica Taylor slowly stands up and she actually joins in on the attack, adding her two cents, er, two feet, stomping at Amy!

Veronica and Kate grab Amy and start to drag her to her feet when Amy tries fighting back, throwing a punch and clipping Crystal in the chin! But Kate buries a fist into her gut and she and Crystal then hold her securely by the arms as Veronica gets in her face, talking trash!

Amy hocks off and SPITS in Veronica's face, horrifying the super model! Veronica then reacts and bitch slaps Amy across the face -- and does it again! AND AGAIN -- as Crystal and Kate watch on with smiles of approval! Suddenly someone else is running down to the ring...!

Jessie slides into the ring with a steel chair and she begins swinging it wildly in all directions, sending Veronica and the Silver Screens and Screams teammates scattering to the outside!

The crowd boos, something big for Japan, as Crystal and Kate back up the aisle and raise Veronica's hands to the air, while Jessie checks on Amy who is sitting up, both women glaring to the outside!


A few minutes later, Amy and Jessie return to the backstage area, as they both look around for Crystal, Kate and Veronica, but there are no sign of them as Amy sits down a crate nearby and rubs her face that stings from the multiple slaps from Veronica.

“Why do cheap plastic Hollywood bores slap so fucking hard?”

Amy rubs her face.

“Must be a Hollywood thing I guess.”

Jessie shrugs.

“Well I smell some revenge.”

Amy smirks.

“Uh… we can’t take them all out. It would be suicide.”

“I know.  But I have a juicy conversation between myself and a certain Miss Millar that might just be posted on twitter tomorrow… it may not be revenge all three. But it will ruin her reputation and image just a little.”

Amy grins.

“I can’t wait to see that.”

Jessie says, as spots Pussy Willow approach from the corner of her eye.

“Pussy Willow inbound.”

Jessie turns back to Amy, who rolls her eyes.

“Miss Willow.”

“Amy.”

Pussy smiles as she approaches Amy but stays far away enough.

“Can I get a few words regarding your win and the attack?”

“Sure… but it will be short because those three morons aren’t worth my time.”

Amy stretched a little before suddenly stopping, as the reminder of Kate’s fist in her stomach hit her.

“Fuck.”

“Firstly your thoughts on this match?”

“It was pretty easy… Veronica is in a slump and well I exploited that. Simple.”

“Oh… um… How about the post-match attack?”

Pussy asked.

“Just a bunch of attention seeking mean girl rejects trying to make a point.  We all know that won’t last very long.”

“How so?”

“Their egos… Kate being the weak link in the team…”

Amy shrugged before hopping off the crate.

“Oh if you wondering about revenge. Just log onto twitter tomorrow and my revenge on one of them will be revealed. The rest just aren’t worth it.”

The scene soon fades out with Amy walking away with Jessie next to her, as they head towards the changing room that Amy is using.


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17th May
Kobe, Japan
Hotel Piena Kobe.

The scene opens inside the Hotel Piena Kobe, where we see Amy pacing her hotel room as she looks at her cell phone, as tries to pluck up the courage to ring someone but places the phone back on the bed as she mutters something to herself before picking it back and dialling a number.

A few moment’s pass before there is an answer…

“Hello.”

“Hi.”

Amy answers unsure how this conversation would proceed.

“I’m sorry about my reaction… I’m just…”

Amy says with a shrug as she sits down on the bed.

“Don’t worry about it. Could have been far far worse.”

Amy nods at the response.

“True. I need to see you… I miss you. Did you go home?”

Amy asks

“No. I’m in Kobe.”

The man, who appears to be Joey obviously failed to head home.

“You ignored my request.”

Amy said with raised eyebrows.

“Well uh yeah… I didn’t want to go home, especially after our uh fight.”

Joey unsure if Amy’s argument was a fight.

“Do you want to meet up in a bit? Drinks and something to eat… talk properly.”

Amy asks.

“Sure.”

“Great. I’m in the Hotel Piena. I’ll meet you down in the lobby in half hour.”

“See you then.”

“Ok.”

Amy hangs up her cellphone, where she stands to her feet, happy that they were able to talk and hopefully get back talking and resume where they left off.  The scene soon fades out with Amy rifling through her clothes as she plans to change clothes.


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27th May 2016
Tokyo, Japan.
Vlog.



The Metal and Punk Connection back together once more in tag team action with the Internet Championship on the line.  Sounds strange doesn’t it, but it makes perfect sense, as I look to help Jessie retain her title against Melody Grace and Natalie McKinley.

It’s weird that I have never been in a match of this type before, but hey everyone always has a first in life and well this is mine as well as a first of its kind in Sin City Wrestling.

Anyway Into the Void… my first supercard back since my hiatus, and it’s certainly an interesting match, but what is more is who will the pin fall or submission for Team Grace/McKinley?

I just love the smell of team failure and friendship breakups in the morning and I’m not talking about Jessie and me.

I know that I won’t be able to win the Internet championship at Into The void… but Natalie and Melody can and that will only end in tears. Their tears.  Have you guys actually thought about what happens if Natalie pins myself or Jessie?  All that hard work of chasing Jessie for the title, would be for nothing and Natalie walks away the champion.

The fall out of that won’t be pretty… after all that trust you guys built up… the talk of being in tag team… all for nothing.  Just watch it crumble away in a moment of selfishness, as Jessie or I watch on with glee.

And while all this is about Jessie and Melody and the Bombshell Internet Championship, there is also a very small element of a grudge match between myself and Natalie. I know it’s minute compared to what Melody and Jessie have, but we have some unfinished business, which stemmed from several weeks back.  Plus I owe her a fat lip or make a nice shiny Llygad ddu (Black eye).

Natalie you may have the muscle and strength and power, but I have the speed and agility and a trusted tag team partner at my side. When we come face to face inside the ring, I am just going to unleash everything that I have including my frustrations that have built up.  This isn’t going to be a repeat of our match from a few weeks back, where you won… this will be different. Different because I have to beat you and I have to win… for the sake of the team, for the sake of Jessie’s title reign.

This applies to you as well Melody… But you should also watch your back... just a mere sniff of gold or even a very close near pin fall and Natalie will turn traitor to your cause.  To you better be prepared for more heartache.   If it isn’t Natalie turning her back on you or Jessie pinning you, it will be me pinning you.

There are so many possibilities in how this match can end, but the one true end will be Jessie retaining and you heading back home with tears rolling down you face and maybe crying onto Drake Green’s shoulder.

 ~ Flashback! ~

13th December 2015
TD Place Arena, Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
December 2 Dismember 3

Queen for the day match…

Kahlan sarcastically blows Traci a kiss before sliding back into the ring under the bottom rope. She watches Traci leave the ringside area showing the signs of being upset. Bliss is using the ropes to get back up when Amy comes charging at her and driving her knee right into the spine of Kahlan. The initial impact stops her from standing up as Amy uses the middle rope as a springboard before coming down with the tip of her knee directly into her spine. Kahlan lets out a scream as Amy repeatedly kicks that same spot.

As Amy is continuing her assault, Mercedes is currently back to a vertical base as a small stream of blood trickles out of her nose. Amy gives Kahlan one final kick before turning her attention back towards Mercedes. As she does turn around, Mercedes catches her with a quick superkick.

The force from the kick sends Amy flying over the top rope as her back catches the ring apron.

Justin: Amy Marshall has been eliminated.


And that was that… any thought of becoming Queen for the day went out of the window and my hopes of bringing Natalie back or even punishing Alexis Edwards were now a dream, however, my prediction that Mercedes would win was spot on and she had now full control of the first Climax Control of 2016.  I was now officially on hiatus and I was going to every second of my break whether I am just sitting at home, visiting friends, hanging out with Joey or just working.

Leaving ringside after my elimination, I ignore the rest of this match and all other matches on the card and just breeze past Pussy, Rocky and Scott in the hall ways, and just head back to the locker room to shower before heading back to the hotel to relax and figure out what to do for Christmas, new years etc… etc…  although tonight it would be more hanging out with friends once December 2 Dismember is over and get drunk and sleep in.


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18th April 2016
Rio Grande, NJ.

Climax Control 145 coming from Nagasaki, Japan.

The scene opens inside the home of Amy Marshall in Rio Grande, NJ where she catches up on the latest wrestling news including the fact that Sin City Wrestling was heading to Japan for a tour and after the recently visiting friends for Blaze of Glory, Amy began to feel the wrestling bug return and even more so over the fact that SCW was going to Japan.

Letting out a huge sigh, she closed the laptop down as Joey comes into the kitchen, wrapping his arms around Amy.
Joey: Whats up?

Amy: Wrestling.

Joey: What about it?

Joey asked, as Amy spun around in his arms and wrapping her arms around his neck.

Amy: I want to get back into the ring.

Joey: It hasn’t anything do with the company heading to japan is it?

Busted.

Amy: That’s and I have that need to get back into the ring and wrestle.

Amy shrugged.

Joey: I’m not going to stop you, but I unfortunately can’t join you if you head to Nagasaki, as I have to head to California.

Joey said with a regretful look.

Amy: it’s ok. I understand.

Amy smiled as she lightly kissed Joey on the lips.

Joey: What about Lori and 3-X?

Amy: Lori can cope… we hired extra help remember.  3-X will survive without me.  Just have to let her know.

Amy shrugged.

Joey: when are you heading to Japan?

Amy: As soon as I can… I was thinking in a few days.  What about your trip to California?

Joey: unfortunately tomorrow.

Amy: That sucks.

Amy lets out a small sigh.

Joey: It does. But we still have all day today to do things.

Amy: So what first?

Amy asked as she kissed him again, as Joey smirked before dragging Amy by the hand and disappearing towards the bedroom. The scene quickly fades out on some Japanese artwork in the kitchen.


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24th April 2016
Climax Control 145
Nagasaki, Japan.

Jessie smirks down at Melody as she casually kicks her in the ribs. Melody rolls away but Jessie picks her up to her feet and whips Melody to the ropes. Melody reverses and Jessie bounces off the ropes. As Jessie returns, Melody takes Jessie down with a drop toehold and locks in the calf crusher!

Melody reaches back as Jessie's hand hovers over the canvas, ready to tap out but someone in a hood charges down the ramp and slides in the ring. She kicks Melody in the face, causing her to break the hold and Jacob call for the bell.

Jessie returns to her feet and looks at the hooded person. The person pulls the hood back...

Adams: Oh my God! It's Amy Marshall!

Simone: The Metal and Punk Connection are reunited!

The crowd boo as Amy and Jessie proceed to stomp on Melody but the boos quickly turn to cheers as someone hops over the guardrail!

Adams: It's Natalie McKinley!

Natalie slides in to the ring, planting a huge shot in to the face of Jessie Salco, sending her flying across the ring and towards the ropes. Amy looks towards Natalie but smartly drops to the canvas and rolling out of the ring.

Natalie helps Melody to her feet and the two stare outside the ring as Jessie and Amy start to back off up the ramp. Jessie holds the Internet championship above her head as Melody thanks Natalie.

With Amy and Jessie retreating to the backstage area after the confrontation between Natalie and Melody, they share a hug as Jake and Shane approach and welcome Amy back, as Pussy Willow came into view with a welcoming smile.

Pussy: Amy are you back?

Amy: What no hello… how are you? What have you been doing?

Amy shook her head and rolled her eyes, as a few of the backstage tech guys welcome Amy back.

Pussy: Uh… sorry. Um welcome back Amy.

Amy: Thank you.

Jessie: Just can’t get the staff these days.

Jessie jokes, as Amy adjusts her black hoodie.

Pussy: We just seen you interfere in Jessie’s title match against Melody and attack Melody… why and are you back for good?

Pussy asked.

Amy:  I don’t really need to give my reasons as to why… but I am back and ready to wrestle and it looks like ready to fight against Melody and Natalie.

Pussy: when did you decide you wanted to come back?

Jessie: Enough questioning.  You got the question you wanted. Now scram.

Jessie turns her back to Pussy, who gets the hint and walks away.

Amy: I wonder where the rest of the vultures are?

Jessie Who cares… I am glad you are back.

Amy: Thanks… it’s nice to be back and already back into the swing of things.

Jessie:  Me either.  Now I am going to shower and change and we can head to a few bars and drink lots of Sake.

Amy: Sounds like a plan.

Jessie nods, as she, Jake and Shane head towards her locker room with Amy following close behind, as she check her cell phone as several messages begin to filter through about her return.  The scene fades out with Amy sending some replies to those messages.


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29th April 2016
Hiroshima, Japan.
Hiroshima Peace Memorial Park



Such a beautiful sight the Hiroshima Peace Memorial Park, you wouldn’t have believed that almost 71 years ago on August 6th 1945, this place was turned into smouldering radiating atomic rubble when the American B-29 bomber called Enola Gay, flew over and dropped a nuclear bomb called ‘little boy’ onto the city, killing around 160,000 people through direct impact or through radiation poisoning.  Who could believe that such a dark day in history would create this beautifully amazing sight.

Now enough of that history lesson since I’m not the history buff in the family… as that was Trish and she says Hi by the way.

So did anyone misss me? I know that several of the bombshells were delighted at my return, while others continued to be charming grouchy and/or ignorant selves and frankly those who hate of dislike me can go fuck themselves.  I have never been bothered by them.

Anyway… back to my return… happy days.  You see if you are going to make a return, you got to do it in a controversial fashion and there is no better way than screwing someone out of a title win and sadly it had to be Melody.  But it was tainted slightly by Natalie’s return, but that doesn’t matter, it’s great to see you back even through management don’t want you here.

You see Natalie…. I have a lot of respect for you… you work hard inside the ring when you are wrestling and work hard outside the ring keeping your body toned and perfect.  But the thing is you can work out as much as possible to make a return to wrestling, but you still have to get in the ring and work off the ring rust. And while I have been out of the ring for four –ish months, you have been out far far longer and that is going to have an effect.

Not that I will be able to take advantage of that since I severely cut down on my gym hours, so I am partially unfit.

So this match will be a battle of the fittest and who can wear off the ring rust the quickest… and to be honest I wouldn’t be placing any bets on either of us. It’s going to be a hard tough match between the two of us and I wouldn’t be at all surprised if Melody sticks her nose into the match to get revenge.

But that’s a whole different story and another issue but for now, I will focus on you and focus on the match at hand, screw anything else that could happen.

Natalie whatever happen inside the ring come Sunday night… the better woman won and that better woman is going to be me with or without ring rust.

 Ever since my feud and battle with Roxi Johnson, I found myself in a funk, trying to figure out my place in this company, trying to get back into the swing of things, however, it was made all the more difficult with this bombshell tournament and then the supposed rematch against Alexis Edwards. Both matches were high pressure and while I tried my best in both cases, it wasn’t enough to come out on top and I realised that after my match against Alexis Edwards.

It was time for a break.


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Climax Control 131
Tropicana Nightclub - Havana, Cuba
15th November 2015

Moments after losing to Alexis Edwards, I realised the break I has been putting off since my final match against Roxi Johnson and as well as thinking about was actually needed.  Rolling myself out of the ring, I stretch a little as well as catch my breath, before slowly getting to my feet and slowly head towards the ramp.  I ignore Alexis celebrating, as I step onto the ramp and make way up it, where I slap the hands of fans before disappearing backstage.

Once backstage, I decline an interview from Scott Oliver, much to his disappointment and just head down the corridor, as Joey wondered where we were going and what was wrong with me etc...

“Where are you going? Amy are you ok?”

Joey grabs my arm, stopping me from walking any further.  Turning and coming face to face with him, I just smile and place a hand on his face.

“I’m fine. I am going to see my boss.”

I turn back around and continue my journey towards Mark Ward’s office for which I had only visited a few times since being in Sin City Wrestling, and unlike some I didn’t make it a habit of going off to bitch at him or even suck up to him.  I just got on with things and made my statements inside the ring and show why I should be involved in certain matches.

Turning the corner, i come to his office door, where I slowly approach it as a wave of guilt washes over me, as I consider my move. I raised a hand to knock on the door, but something stops me, as Joey places a hand on my shoulder.

“You sure you are ok? You look pale.”

“I’m ok… but I’m just nervous about what I am about to do.”

“What is that?”

I opens my mouth to say something but closes it again.

“I’ll tell you later.”

I grab hold Joey’s hand before using my free hand to knock.

“Enter.”

Comes a male voice, as I grab the door handle and push the door open.

“I’ll be only a few minutes.”

I address Joey, as he nods and watches on, as I enter the office.

“Well well… it’s our resident punk whore. What can I do for you?”

Mark leans back in his chair, as I look at him and then Mikah Stephens, who sits on the table crossed legged, as she files a nail.

“Can I talk to you about something important?”

“Sure.”

“In private.”

I look at Mikah, who realises that I’m talking about her, as she looks at me and then at Mark.

“I’m sure she can tell you whatever in front of me. After all I am the top bombshell in this company.”

She sneers at me.

“This is private. That means Mark and me only. So piss off.”

Mikah glares at me before slowly getting off the table.

“How dare you. I am…”

Mark interrupts Mikah.

“Ladies enough… as much as I appreciate a good fight… I’m no mood. Mikah please leave.”

Mikah’s mouth drops, but says nothing as she grabs the bombshell title and barges past me and out of the office, muttering under her breath about being a irrelevant bitch.

“Now… how can I help?”

“I’m in need of some time off. I don’t know how long for… I just need a break.”

I said straight up.

“We obviously have two shows left remaining…”

“And I will totally commit to them.”

I respond back, as Mark begin to play around with a pencil on desk.
“Take a week to think about. You have just lost a match against Alexis, but if you still feel the same way then feel free to announce it next week. You have my blessing.”

Mark shrugs.

“Thanks… but…”

Before I can say that I’ve already made my mind up, Mikah barges back in.

“Times up.”

“We were done anyway. Thanks Mark.”

I give a small smile, before making my way out of the office, as I barge past Mikah and out of the office. Letting out a sigh, Joey approaches me.

“How did that go?”

“As well as expected.”

I shrugged.

“So what was this visit about?”

Joey queried, as he grabs my hand and we head back towards my locker room.

“I’ll tell you later. Too many prying eyes and ears in this place.”

I look around suspiciously, as Joey and I walk away from the management offices and back to my locker room. The scene quickly fades out with the locker room door closing.


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Monday 16th November 2015
Havana, Cuba.

Having spent the rest of Climax Control watching the show and making out with Joey, I had forgotten for a while about telling Joey about what my visit to Mark was about and went in that room. However, as we sat and ate our breakfast from the terrace of the hotel we are staying in, Joey brought up the subject.

“So this meeting with the boss. I got a little distracted last night and forgot to ask.”

Joey said, as he blushed.

“Ah yeah”

Amy smirked at Joey, as she looked around.

“I just told him, I was planning to take a break from wrestling for a bit. This year has been manic and I just feel I need a break from it all.”

“So why hush hush?”

Joey queried, as he slid a bit of crispy bacon into his mouth.

“I want to announce it on my own terms. I don’t want Pussy, Rocky, Scott or any other Tom Dick or Harry to break the news. He’s given me this week to make my mind up. But my mind has been made up for a while. Just needed a kick to do something about it.”

Amy shrugs.

“I see. So who was the chick who came out of the office and stormed back in?”

“Her name is Mikah Stephens. She is out Bombshell champion. She has Mark wrapped around her little finger. But she doesn’t scare me. Just another cheap and nasty mean girl, who just got lucky in life.”

Amy shrugs again.

“She did say anything to you as she waited to come back in?”

Amy asked.

“Nah, she looked me up and down for a moment, before starting to pace the hall.”

Joey shook his head.

“I see. She wasn’t at all best pleased when Mark kicked her out.  Almost a fight.”

Amy joked, as she rolled her eyes.

“I bet. So have you thought about what you are going to do on your break?”

Joey asked, as he sits back and sips on his OJ.

“Not yet. Just going to focus on any remaining shows and get them out of the way.”

Amy shrugs, as she eats the remaining crispy bacon in front of her.

“Sounds like a good plan, speaking of which. Plans for today and rest of the week?”

“Rest, shop, sight seeking, go to the beach and maybe kiss you a little more.”

Amy smiles and then winks at Joey.

“All good plans, but I hope not all in that order.”

Joey pulls Amy from her eat and into his lap, as he places a gentle kiss on her lips.

“Obviously not in that order.”

Amy bites her lip, as the scene soon fades as Amy changes position to straddle Joey and they begin to kiss again.


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Climax Control 133
29th November 2015
Polifórum Benito Juárez - Cancun, Mexico

<Center>**Post Announcement**</Center>

Stepping through the curtain, I had expected Joey to meet me and give me support, however, since our stupid little fight about thanksgiving several days earlier, I hadn’t heard from him and to be honest, I was too stubborn to right him. But I quickly realised that he is needed and that I miss him. However, with a phone to hand, I had to make the walk back to the locker room, but I knew that wouldn’t be easy.

No sooner had I take a few steps away from the curtain, I was instantly accosted by Miss Rocky Mountains, who came rushing over to get the scoop.

“Amy… Amy… can I get a few words.”

“Sure, though not sure what I can tell you.”

I shrugged, As MRM ignored the comment and quickly adjusts her hair before turning back.

“Firstly… as you stated you needed a break. But is there a more important reason for the break?”

MRM asked, as I raised an eyebrow and cocked my head.

“That is my main reason… and if I understand what you are insinuating… no I’m not pregnant and no I am not settling down quite yet. It’s a break, nothing else. Now if you excuse me, I need to head back to my locker room and away from your stupid and Ludacris thoughts.”

I shake my head and walk away from MRM, who drops the microphone to her side and looks at her cameraman.  Leaving Rocky behind, I continue down the hallway, garnering looks from different people, as they perhaps wonder why I am going on break.

As I finally reach my locker room, I find Jessie leaning against the locker room door.

“Jessie”

I smile, as she stands up straight, as I open the door and she and I step into the locker room.

“Why didn’t you tell me about leaving?”

Jessie looks at me slightly angry.

“I don’t know. I was unsure myself… but I realised a few weeks back that it had to be done.”

I sit down on the arm of the sofa.

“Are you sure about it?”

Jessie queried.

“100%... if I stay around much longer, I will begin to hate this job and everyone around it including myself.”

I let out a small sigh.

“I’m not going to stop you… I’m just a little pissed you didn’t tell me first.”

“I’m sorry… though I won’t be going right away.  Obviously got my match in a while and will make my final appearance at the supercard.”

I say with some happiness in my voice.

“We’ll talk about this later. I’ll let you get on with your match prep.”

“Sure.”

Jessie gives a small smile before disappearing out of the locker room, leaving me to prepare for my match against Kate Steele. However, first things first was to ring Joey and apologies to him for being such a bitch and that I miss him.  With that the scene fades out, as a stage hand informs Amy she has a few minutes before her match, however, she first grabs her cell and calls Joey.


<Center>**Post match** </Center>


Kate paces back and forth inside the ring whilst she waits for Amy to get back in but by the count of four she’s had enough and runs to the ropes before hitting Amy with a Suicide Dive of her own that brings the crowd to their feet! Kate gets back up to her feet before picking up Amy and rolling her back into the ring where she follows her in and goes for a cover 1….2….and Amy kicks out!

Kate shakes her head in response to the failed pin attempt before picking up Amy only to be surprised by a jawbreaker that stuns her and sends her reeling towards the ropes, sensing an opportunity to end the match Amy gets to her feet and calls for the Bad Girl!

Amy goes for the move but Kate sees it coming and grabs Amy by the knees before dropping her throat first over the top rope! This move stuns Amy long enough for Kate to nail her with her own finisher the Punk Driver!

Kate goes for a cover 1….2….3!!!!

Justin: Here is your winner “The Siren” Kate Steele!

Upon entering the backstage area after my match against Kate Steele, I grabbed an ice pack for my head and towel and water, where I sit down for a few moments and take in some water, as I look back at the replay of my match and realise that I haven’t made a mistake and it was the right time to take a break.

Leaning back with a small smile, I see this time Scott Oliver approaching me and I hope that it was for the right reason and not finding out if I was leaving because I was pregnant or planning to settle down.

“Scotty, I hope these questions relate to my match and they are not dumb stupid questions.”

“Uh yeah… No dumb questions here.”

Scotty shrugged.

“Good… now get on it with.”

I demand, as Scott panic’s a little but composes himself and asks the first and perhaps only question.

“Firstly that was your last Climax Control for a while, how does it feel?”

“I obviously lost, which is a little disappointing, but with it being my last Climax Control I feel a little bit of weight has been lifted off my shoulders, but with the up and coming supercard, that’s bound to pile back onto me.”

“As you said you lost to Kate Steele, your thoughts on this.”

“It was a good match, but obviously Kate was just that much better.  She got the much needed and deserved win she craves. But I’m not bitter or upset about it… the pressure is on her now.”

I shrug.

“So what are you expecting from your final supercard?”

“Something easy and low key, where I don’t have to worry about the fuss.”

I answer honestly.

“Well thank you Amy and good luck at December 2 Dismember.”

“Thanks Scott.”

Scott smiles and nods and walks away and goes to find the next sucker to interview.  Meanwhile I stand to my feet, where I discard towel after wiping the sweat from my face and slowly head back towards the locker room to recover a little more before making my next move. The scene fades out on Amy entering the locker room and closing the door behind her.


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Friday 4th December 2015
Vlog.

Well there goes any idea that I will be getting off lightly with a low key non eventful match… instead for my final match, I have been plunged into a match called Queen for the day and in this match there is; Mercedes Vargas, Kate Steele, Traci Patterson and Kahlan Fischer.

Now I usually don’t predict what happens in these matches other than say that I will win… but I am calling this now…

Mercedes Vargas to win.

Don’t get me wrong, this may be my last supercard for a little while… but I am not going to give up nor lay down for any of you bitches.  I will do what I usually do and that is work hard and wrestle hard with all my heart.  However, I do recognise talent and for all the years that I have known Mercedes… she has shit loads of talent and I hope she win’s this match.

I respect the hell out of her… no matter the company or people she is with.

Mercedes I wish you the best of luck in this match.

Now… while we all train hard and focus on the matter at hand… many of you will dismiss me as a non-threat and that I should have quit ages ago etc… but let me tell you this, I will walk away from this match with my dignity and I will try my damned hardest to win it.

I may not take up the option to wrestle for any title of my choice, but I will enjoy having full control of every single one of you… and I will have a little bit of fun with that.  So be prepared for some surprises and be prepared for some crazy possible matches.

Anyway… so to my opponents.

Kate Steele…

To be honest… we’ve recently fought against each other, there is nothing else we can say to each other, you beat me fair and square at Climax Control and you deserved that. But come D2D, it’s going to be different… i will beat you and you will slip back into that funk of yours.

Sorry I can’t say anything else.

Traci Patterson… I’ve lost count in how many times we have been inside the ring together… maybe the same amount of times as Mercedes maybe less… but what I do know, is that you are beatable.  You scrape by in this company, picking up wins here and there… but you have perhaps more losses than wins and that makes you the weak link in this match. Sorry Traci… but you will be eliminated early and have no chance in this match.

Kahlan Fischer… to be honest I don’t know much about you, other than you have a big fucking mouth already and this is only your first match in SCW. I don’t give a shit if you are a veteran of this business or a rookie noob… but that’s your first mistake… because I don’t appreciate some snooty hag like you coming in and taking our places.

Kahlan or Bliss… or whatever hell you like to be called… you have absolute no chance in this match because you don’t know what you are getting yourself into.  You first match here will only end in misery not success.

Watch your back because you will have a big giant x on it.

If you have got the hint by now… If Mercedes isn’t walking out the victor than it will be, however, if it’s me then its Mercedes walking out as the winner.

See you girls soon.

 1st November 2015
Climax Control 129
Palacio de los Deportes Virgilio Travieso Soto
Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic

The first round of the Going for the gold tournament, and I was drawn against Samantha Marlowe, who was making her return after being destroyed by The Fallen a few months back.  And while I wasn’t too bothered about whether I progressed or not, I still made an effort in the match but it was Samantha Marlowe who came out on top and was now advancing to the next round.

\\\  Amy rolls Sam over near the ropes and pins her but Marlowe manages to put her foot on the bottom rope in a weak kick out attempt which stops the count. Amy can’t believe it and starts to argue with the referee saying that she should be the winner of the match. Getting to her feet, Amy holds up her arms like she has won but the referee pulls them down as Sam pulls herself up by the ropes. Amy turns to attack once more but is stopped by a spear from Marlowe. In the middle of the ring, Sam wraps her legs around a downed Amy Marshall and then grabs at her head. Amy tries to fight it but Sam attempts to get her arm around the head of Marshall.

Marshall struggles to power out of the hold but Sam grabs her head and then in desperation tucks it into her arm applying the choke hold. Amy fights it until Sam rears back putting too much pressure on Amy forcing the tap. Sam lets go of the hold at the sound of her music starting to play.

Justin Decent: Your winner, by submission…SAM MARLOWE! ///

Rolling myself out of the ring coughing and spluttering, giving myself a few moments to recover, I pull myself to my feet, ignoring the fact that Veronica Taylor had come to ring and attack Sam, I slowly make my way away from the ring and up the ramp to the backstage area, where I am met by the sight of Joey and Scott Oliver talking.

“Uh hi guys”

I grab some water and take some in before sitting down on the nearest crate, where I rub my neck and stretch a little.

“Sorry Amy… how are you? Looked like a brutal end.”

Joey asked.

“I’m good. And the move didn’t hurt much… just tough to escape.”

“Uh Amy, can I have a few words with you?”

Scott butted in.

“Sure… but be quick.”

I shrugged.

“Thanks… Firstly what is it like to be out in the first round of the tournament?”

“Relief.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s a weight off my shoulders, and I don’t want any more title shots for a while.”

I shrugged, as I rubbed my neck.

“Why?”

He asked once more.

“I just need a break away for my sanity.”

I explained in an honest way.

“Ok… how far do you think Sam will go and who will be the winner of the tournament?”

Scott continued.

“She will go out second round and far as the winner… don’t really care, as long as they beat Mikah or at least knock her down a few pegs.”

I answered honestly.

“Well thank you Amy and see you around.”

“Yeah”

I frown, as Scott Oliver walks off leaving me and Joey Alone.

“So what were you guys talking about?”

I query.

“Nothing exciting…  come lets go back to the locker room, looks like you need a neck massage.”

Joey said grabbing my hand.

“Sound like a plan.”

I smile, as I grip his hand, as the scene soon fades out with myself and Joey heading back down the corridor and towards the locker room.


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8th November 2015
Climax Control 130
Kingston, Jamaica
University of the West Indies.

The scene opens up inside the University of the West Indies for Climax Control 130, where Amy wasn’t booked for this week and instead she hung out backstage with Joey, Jessie- who also wasn’t booked for that card, Jake and Shane as they prepared to settle down and watch the show.

“This is nice.”

Amy says ignoring the first match on the TV.

“Yeah, we haven’t hug out for a while.”

Jessie says with a nod.

“My fault to be honest.”

Amy said with a shrug.

“She can’t get enough of my charming good looks.”

Joey smirked as he insinuated the reason for not hanging out with Jessie.

“Such an ass. And that isn’t the main reason.  Just time and of course being a little busy.”

Amy shrugged.

“It’s cool.”

Jessie said with a smirk, as she turned her attention back to the TV.

“This should be interesting.”

Jessie referred to Roxi Johnson vs. Twisted Sister, as she and I leant forward and watch the match intently.

\\\ Twisted Sister finally emerges from under the ring, appearing empty handed to Roxi, but she’s clutching something in her hands. She’s crouched forward and when she turns around, Roxi leaps off the top turnbuckle right towards her! The look on her face turns horrified however, as Twisted Sister’s hand comes into view and she has a steel chain wrapped around it and she nails Roxi in the head as Roxi crashes against her and Jasmine immediately calls for the bell!

DING! DING! DING!

Justin Decent: Ladies and Gentleman you winner by disqualification and advancing to the next round…Roxi Johnson!!

Jasmine immediately exits the ring to check on both women. Twisted Sister has disappeared, having crawled under the ring, as Roxi is holding her head. As the camera zooms in a little closer blood can be seen on Roxi’s hand and Jasmine St. John calls for medical attention! A few moments later, Roxi’s wife and tag team partner, Keira, dashes down the ring with medical personnel following behind her as the head over to check on Roxi.

Keira and the medical staff help Roxi back to her feet, and there is a large gash in Roxi’s forehead and she’s dazed and confused. As Keira and the others help Roxi towards the back, a loud noise startles them, and they turn around.

Twisted Sister has emerged from under the ring wielding a chainsaw and she’s has turned it on! She revs it up as she stares right at Roxi with a crazed smile on her face! Keira looks horrified as she tries to quickly get Roxi towards the back and Twisted Sister tries to give chase with the chainsaw! Security guards surround Twisted Sister as Roxi and Keira disappear backstage. ///

“Holy shit!”

Amy looks at Jessie, who looks as equally shocked by everything, as Amy gets to her feet.

“Where are you going?”

“To check on Roxi…”

“Why?”

“Friend or foe… I want to see if she ok. That shit is fucked up.”

Amy said, as she leaves the locker room and quickly walks towards the curtain area, where she sees the area swamped with security and medics, as Amy spots the dazed and confused Roxi Johnson being ushered by EMT’s and Keira Fisher.  This doesn’t stop Amy, as she approaches Roxi.

“Hey… are you ok?”

Amy asks with concern and then looks at Roxi’s wife.

“Just don’t.  I was asking Roxi… not you.”

Amy glares at Keira, but refrains from any further actions considering what just happened.

“I…I’m ok… I think.”

Roxi said not sure what to say or even answer, as the medic ushers her away, as Keira shrugs and follows them, leaving Amy and a whole load of security and other lookers alone, as they wonder how they will be escorting Twisted Sister away.

The scene soon fades out, as Amy back away from the masses and heads back to the changing room, to watch the rest of the show, although she and Jessie would be maybe a little distracted from the sickening act from Twisted Sister on Roxi.


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9th November 2015
Kingston, Jamaica
Half Moon Resort

The scene opens inside the half-moon resort, where we see Amy slowly packing up her stuff, as she prepares to head to Cuba for Climax Control 131, where she is set to face off against Alexis Edwards for the Internet Championship. However, for now she was focused on packing and catching the flight to Havana, heading into the bathroom she grabbed her hair products, make up, toothbrush and toothpaste and returned back into the main area, where she peers out onto the balcony front, wondering how much longer Joey was going to be on his phone call.

Sighing, Amy places her stuff into the suitcase before, as she watches Joey hang up and return inside.

“What was that about?”

Joey places his cell on the bed.

“I have to head back home... to Santa Rosa.  I’m needed on some business in Sacramento. I can’t get out of it. Sorry.”

Joey places a hand on Amy shoulder.

“It’s fine.  When do you have to go?”

Amy queried with some sadness in her voice.

“I’ve booked a last minute flight out.  The flight leaves in a couple of hours. I will watch your match from home and have my fingers crossed for you.”

Joey flashes his gorgeous smile, before pulling Amy close and hugs her.
“I’ll miss you.”

Amy says holding him tight and inhaling his fragrance.

“Me too. Anyway less hugging… you have a flight to catch.”

“Shit Yeah!”

“I’ll come with you to the airport and see you off. I’m quite jealous that you are going to Cuba. Always wanted to try a genuine Cuban cigar.”

“I’ll buy you one.”

Amy said, as she grabs her remaining shoes and clothes and begins to fold them neatly into the suitcase, while pacing the shoes on top.

“Thanks.”

Joey looks at Amy for a moment, before picking up a shoe and placing it on the bed.  He then takes a look around for anything else, as he soon contemplates having to pack his own bag for the flight back to California.

“Aren’t you packing?”

Amy queried, as places the last item into the suitcase before zipping it, as she grabs her camera and laptop bags and places them on top before grabbing a small bag and rummaging through it, as she checks for her passport, keys, wallet and various other bits and pieces.

“I’ll pack my bits after I’ve dropped you off at the airport. It’s not a million miles away. So are you ready?”

Joey explains and asks.

“I think so. I’ve got everything.”

“Good.  Let me give you a hand.”

Joey grabs Amy’s suitcase, while she picks up her camera case, laptop bag and her small bag and they head out of the hotel and towards the hire car they hired for the week. Where the scene soon fades out with Amy’s stuff being loaded into the trunk of the car and Joey and Amy climbing into the car and Joey driving them to the airport.


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12th November 2015
Havana, Cuba
Vlog

I was a little surprised and stunned that I would get a match like this, I thought I would be too far down the pecking order and that I wouldn’t be getting another title shop for months.

To be honest… I don’t deserve this shot, it belongs more to Lucy Seraphina since she lost it.  I’m surprised that the Twifallen (Twilight/Fallen) reject hasn’t bitched about it. Although she doesn’t say much in the first place, so why would she bother.

Anyway… no doubt our so called Internet champion would vouch and say that i shouldn’t be in this match nor getting a title shot.

But…

While I am undeserving, I’m not going to exactly lie down and let Alexis have an easy match for her sake, it would be completely dumb not to take advantage and try to become a three time champion. Although I doubt I could handle losing my first defence.

Anyway Alexis Edwards.

Not such a nobody anymore… more like an over opinionated spoilt little princess with the mouth as big as Donald Trump’s who evidently likes to rehash my opinions about first title defences, congrats Alexis way to show originality and make yourself stand out. You see while I said it defines you as person, I said nothing about nerves… and my defence I was never nervous, I was never doubting myself, I was always ready and prepared… maybe too over prepared… but I always tried hard and nobody can fault me for that.

Although when you are going for a title… we all become try-hards and push hard and work hard just to capture the title only to fail at the defence hurdle.  So you may expect an upset and maybe a few tears and some toys being thrown out of a pram, as Alexis won’t be pinning me, but I will be pinning Alexis.

Like it or not Alexis I am in this match…

You can bitch, you can moan, you can stamp your feet… but I don’t make the matches OUR bosses make the matches and while I have stated in the past that i am shying away from title matches, they obviously see me as the money maker of the show and obviously you need a little help.

You see Alexis, I have no plans to chance after any titles… I am here to wrestle.

Do you realise how elated I was to lose to Sam Marlowe a few weeks back in the going for gold tournament.

Anyway…enough of this bitching and how bitter you sound… I don’t know about you, but I’m wrestling Sunday night for the Internet title. As I said like it or not I am in this match, I am going to wrestle, I am going to kick your pathetic bitter ass all over the ring.

I will show that you are still that pathetic attention seeking rookie with just a big mouth and very little skill.

Sunday night I am bouncing back and knocking you down a few pegs.