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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

See you bitches!!!






Off Camera
Somewhere in Sorry Ass Canada

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 Nagasaki Japan
Off Camera

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Crystal says with a snicker.

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

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

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

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











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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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












Off Camera
Mother’s Day Talk
Somewhere In Japan

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“OMG OMG OMG!!!!”

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

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


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

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

 Off Camera
Los Angeles, California
Marriage Counseling 101

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Crystal nods her head.

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

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

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

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

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







On Camera

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

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

Crystal: There is a threat upon our rosters everyone…

Brittany: A threat?

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

Brittany: Kill the threat!

Crystal: A wooden stake…

Brittany: Kill it literally!

Crystal: Silver bullets.

Brittany: Boom headshot!

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Brittany: BOOM HEADSHOT!!!

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

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

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

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

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

Crystal smiles as we fade out on her image.






Off Camera
Phoenix Arizona
Some Restaurant

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 


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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Why am I being so open to all of you?

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

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

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

I Love You…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I have to win…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

For I am a Silver Screen Queen….

Welcome to my Queendom…  










Off Camera
Hollywood, California
Universal Studios

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 
You all love me!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Really?

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

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

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

Really?

Is this what SCW thinks of me?

I am your STAR!

I am your MAIN ATTRACTION!

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

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

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

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

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

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






Hollywood Hills, California
Off Camera
The Millar Household


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

“What in the holy hell?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Crystal: Yes darling?

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

Zelda: Mellow Yellow!

Brittany: Sprite!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Zelda: What of it?!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Zelda: Still suck compared to my Cowboys.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Crystal: Right… Considering I only had ONE MATCH.

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

Crystal: …

Brittany: Ouch she left you speechless…

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

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










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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Seriously?!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Amy Marshall? Ok your one bit of competition.

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

You don’t get to pass Go…

You don’t collect $200…

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

Well you should be used to it by now right?

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

M-I-L-L-A-R…

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

Lights, Camera, Action…

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

 Cuba

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Crystal: “And how is that different Zelda?!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Crystal seems befuddled as she crosses her arms in return.

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

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

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

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

Zelda yells back at Crystal in return.

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

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

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

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

Crystal: “Requests?”

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

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

Crystal: “Ok and that would be?

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

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

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

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

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

Crystal: “Why?!”

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

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


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

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

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

 Off Camera
After High Stakes
San Juan, Puerto Rico

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

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

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

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

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

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

Zelda: Except when standing next to me of course…

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

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

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

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

Zelda: It’s not even like that…

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

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

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

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

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

Crystal: Other aspects?!

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

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

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

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

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

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

Crystal: I know how to have fun Z!

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

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

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

Crystal: ...I really loathe you…

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

Crystal: Whatever…

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

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

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

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

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

Crystal: Well it did feel amazing.

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

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

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

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

Crystal: And what exactly do people think of me?

Zelda: My point exactly.

Crystal sighs as Zelda continues to speak to her.

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

Crystal: A people pleaser?

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

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




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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I just wasn’t myself…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 Off Camera
Columbia

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

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

Little Girl: May I have an autograph please?

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

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

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

Zelda: Did you miss me?!

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

Crystal: What the hell are you doing here?!

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

Crystal begins to shake her head.

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

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

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

Crystal: And why do I need you exactly?!

Zelda: Because I am totes your good luck charm.

Crystal: That’s not true…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Crystal: Right…

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

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

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

Crystal: Why not?!

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

Crystal: Whatever?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Zelda looks back at Crystal as she smiles at her.

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

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

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

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

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

Zelda thinks about it for a second as she smiles back at Crystal.

Zelda: Oh I was just speaking to Dr. M…. Nevermind that’s really not all that important. Let’s just keep it down… Let’s just keep our cool until we get back to the hotel.

Crystal: Well can I at least ask you another question?

Zelda: Sure… Fire away…

Crystal thinks about it as she shakes her head offering a wide grin in return.

Crystal: How did you get in my limo anyway? Color me curious…

Zelda: You don’t need to know about that at all… Only thing that should be on your mind is that I have my ways…

Crystal: Right…

Zelda and Crystal laugh at one another as the limo continues to head for the hotel.







From the Private Journal of Crystal Hilton
Mood: Excited
Title: LET’S GET IT
Off Camera

Hey Diary…

Yes I know if you could talk I know you would find a way to yell at me because I have seriously been avoiding you as of late. It’s nothing personal it’s just that sometimes it’s hard to put my thoughts onto paper, and actually writing them out seems like a scary thought because I have to be faced with them, and I could glance back at these pages. Acknowledging all of my shortcomings and trying to find a way to better myself.

I hate to be the one to admit this but I think Zelda Knite may have been the best thing to happen in my wrestling career lately. For the past two years I tried to run away from my past of being attached to her in the form of Every Man’s Fantasy. I tried to put that all behind me as I wanted to focus on doing it all on my own but these last four months have been nothing but tiresome.

Just when it seems I can build up some steam within myself something happens that causes me to take multiple steps backwards and at the end of the day I really am not getting anyway. I tried to tell myself that I was the better woman in Colombia but truth be told who am I fooling. The records will show that Mercedes Vargas did take a lost to me on that night. That I managed to get the win over her and I walked away with the big victory as I ended her streak, and broke myself out of this slump that I had been in.

But let’s be real here.

Who am I even fooling because the people were able to see right through me. Zelda was able to see right through it, and as much as I tried to talk myself up. As much as I try to wear that win around my shoulder. The reality of everything is that really isn’t the way I wanted to win at all.

I wanted to beat Vargas in the middle of the ring, and prove to the entire world that I am the best Latina in this company today. That youth and speed will triumph over age & experience on any day of the week, and at the end of it all. I am the much better woman. That Mercedes isn’t anything compared to me, but that’s not the case at all. Because Vargas had that match won.

She delivered the Black Rose Overdrive to me and had me down for the count. However with the referee being down there was no one to count the victory for her and that’s when Mikah came in and blindsided Vargas with the belt. She put me on top of Vargas shook the referee and as a result I was able to walk away as the winner.

I know I should take every win I get as a big one but in all honesty how am I supposed to really accept that win when it’s a win I wasn’t even conscious to remember. I only knew I won when the referee was waking me up and trying to raise my hands in the air. I may be a bitch by nature, and to many people on this roster I may be a cunt. I might say the things that people don’t like at times, and some of my actions may seriously be questioned by the rest of the roster.

But there is one thing I definitely don’t need whenever I step foot in that ring, and that’s the help of someone else. If I am going to lose then so be it I will lose in the middle of that ring, and if I am going to win a match. Hell I don’t mind bending every single rule in the Goddamn rulebook. In my eyes we are in a business where you have to do anything to win. Whether it be by hook or crook but at least I will win by the actions that I commit in the ring, not because someone had to simply bail me out of a situation.

I have never been about going down that path and as it currently stands I don’t want to get caught up in needing other people just to win matches.

As much as I might consider Mikah a friend it’s more so thanks but no thank you. I am Crystal Hilton and I should never be considered an upset. I shouldn’t have to be added to a match just because someone didn’t think straight when they were dealing with a situation.

I should be able to go down to that ring. Kick some ass and get to where I am in this business because I EARNED IT… Not having a handout when it isn’t needed.

I feel like Vargas deserved better than what she got. I know I might be quick to overlook her but I know damn well what she has been about. What she has ALWAYS been about. So soon as High Stakes hits I might as well take great use of this opportunity right? It’s been four years since I have ever been a World Champion of any kind and the thought of actually becoming one again is something I would die for in that ring.

Not to mention but I feel like the writing is certainly on the wall and this should be my match to win. After all we are going to San Juan Puerto Rico, and it feels like home to me. It was only a few years ago when I graced through the doors of this company as La Paloma. I wrestled as my masked alter ego. A Luchadora who hailed from San Juan. Who fought with the integrity of Latina pride and truly being that of a dove that wanted to soar above all.

I might as well give the people of San Juan the Crystal Hilton they deserve. My actions lately may have caused me to get booed in every other venue but there’s something special about San Juan. There’s something special about Puerto Rico…

Because it’s mis gente… It’s my people, and I have to make them proud.

Zelda wants me to stop by the shrink first to see what’s going on inside this head of mine. She’s hoping that they could find out what is causing the voices in my head to emerge and if there is a way I can hide them for the time being.

To be honest it was Zelda Knite who told me to open this thing up in the first place. She felt that by writing my true sincere feelings on paper. Whenever I find myself going through something I could come here and look at my true self. I could see what’s real and distinguish them from what the voices want me to do.

I trust Zelda a lot… She truly is like that of a little sister. So I can give it a try right?

She might be a bit quirky at times and Lord knows I hate it every time she threatens to hit me with that damn damn stylus. I swear if it catches you the wrong way it absolutely HURTS…

Anyway I feel like this was very therapeutic. I feel like this is helping me bring up some of the feelings that I have a hard time expressing at times. I will definitely come back and use this diary again.

It’s too good of an item to let it go to waste.

Anyway thank you for letting me grace you with my writing. I appreciate you just letting me share my most inner feelings with you. By the next time I write in this thing I hope things are better. I hope I have something positive to share with you. Something along the lines that the voices are finally gone or even better. I am your NEW SCW BOMBSHELL CHAMPION…

A girl can dream about it right? And as my former husband used to say… Dreams can indeed become a reality. You just have to put your mind to it…

Anyway I think I said enough and whatever happens I hope my rose will never wither away. I am the girl that refuses to go away. I will always blossom and nothing can stop me from achieving the things I wish to achieve…

Yours Truly
Crystal Hilton.















Off Camera
Los Angeles, California
Shrink’s Office

Crystal Hilton sat down in a comfortable chair as Zelda Knite was sitting down right beside her. Zelda couldn’t help but smirk as she was playing something on her nintendo ds. She kept smashing the buttons away. Pressing button after button as she got excited and made a lot of noise in the confines of that little office.

Zelda: That’s right suck it Pikachu! And I finally got my last gym badge… Who thinks they can beat me?! There is nobody in the world that can beat my team!

She jumps up excitedly as Crystal sighs in return as the rest of the people in the office just glance over in her direction.

Crystal: Nothing to see here… My best friend just got a little excited that’s all…

Crystal nudges Zelda as hard as she can with her elbow as she tries to get her attention.

Crystal: Zelda you are causing a scene. You promised that this would be all about me, and I think people are already going to get the wrong impression about me…

Zelda: I can’t help it if everyone that plays this game just sucks. I think I might retire though. It’s hard being at the top of the leaderboards and what not. Every online battle I had ends up with a win for me. Totes in the top 1 percent.

Crystal: Wow I didn’t realize you were that good at the game. How many wins do you have under you anywhere?

Zelda: One…

Crystal scratches her head as she looks back at Zelda just shaking her head in disgust.

Crystal: You are kidding me right?! You only won one match and you are gloating like you conquered over everything?!

Zelda: What of it?!

Crystal: That’s sounds stupid! It’s only one win… You can’t claim yourself to be the best at something when you only have one win to show for it!

Zelda smiles as wide as she possibly can as she looks right back into the eyes of Crystal.

Zelda: I don’t know why you are complaining though. That’s what you seem to do.

Crystal: And when have I EVER acted the way that you are acting right now?!

Zelda: A few days ago when you were celebrating your questionable win over Mercedes Vargas… OH LOOK AT ME I’M CRYSTAL HILTON. I’M PERFECT I AM AWESOME, AND I AM THE BEST BECAUSE I GET LUCKY IN ONE MATCH DESPITE…. DROPPING THE BALL IN THE FOUR MONTHS PRIOR TO THAT MATCH… But no worries… That doesn’t matter because I am Crystal Hilton… Let’s just imagine that it never even happened!

Zelda begins to mock Crystal to no end as she goes on and on, and Crystal just sits there as she offers a slow clap in return. She looks back at Zelda who can’t stop giggling.

Crystal: Touche…. Z…. Touche…..

Crystal can’t help but break out into a small smile as well, and as the two women are laughing at one another that is when the receptionist finally calls Crystal’s name.

Receptionist: Christina Hilton…. The doctor will see you now?

Crystal smiles as she rises out of the chair and she walks right over towards the receptionist. She turns around and glances back at Zelda.

Crystal: Aren’t you coming with me?!

Zelda: Nope…

Crystal: But you said you would have my back… You would come here with me…

Zelda: Yep… But I am not going through those doors. You never know when one of them might try to stick you with a needle.

Crystal: Z this is a psychiatrist I doubt they will be giving anyone a needle here!

Zelda however just shakes it off and Crystal doesn’t even bothering with her as she follows the assistant down the hallway and into an office. She sees the doctor sitting down on a chair and smiles as he points to the sofa.

Dr. Thomas: Hello Miss Hilton. I have been expecting you. Please have a seat on the sofa and we will get things underway. Can I get you a drink or anything?

Crystal: No can we just get to it… I rather not stay here longer than I have to…

Dr. Thomas: Well then…

The Doctor clears his throat as he pulls out a notepad and begins to flip to another page as he takes his pen out and begins to write.

Crystal: What the hell do you think you are doing?!

Crystal looks at the man as he begins to jot something down.

Dr. Thomas: Don’t worry about what I am doing. After all I am here to help you Miss Hilton… So let me just do my job… Now… If I may ask when did you start hearing these voices in your head?

The man stares at Crystal intently as he leans back in his chair just waiting patiently for Crystal to say something, but instead that is when the image appears in front of Crystal as she looks right into the eyes of Crystal and begins to speak to her.

Reflection: Is this guy for real?! Why should you sit here and tell him your life story?! You are much better than this. I love Z to death but she’s a hypocrite. How is she going to tell you that you have a problem, and she has your back when she won’t come into the room with you.

Crystal: I don’t know she just has a big fear of needles.

The doctor seems befuddled as he looks deeply into the eyes of Hilton.

Dr. Thomas: Who exactly are you talking to?!

Crystal looks back at the reflection as it looks back at her.

Reflection: Seriously Crystal you going take this nonsense from this guy. You don’t need a shrink… Everyone acts like I am bad for you but

Crystal: Zelda says you aren’t good for me…

The doctor continues to jot more notes on his pad as he seems fascinated with Crystal.

Crystal: There a reason you keep writing in that book of yours?

Dr. Thomas: Don’t worry about what I am doing Miss Hilton. Please just carry on…

Crystal shrugs her shoulders as she has no idea at what’s going on. The reflection however just looks back at Crystal as she seems disgusted by the doctor’s actions.

Reflection: You know what Crystal… I don’t like how things are going… I think I am going to take over from here.

Crystal just nods her head in agreement and that is when the reflection walks right into Crystal. The moment she does, Crystal finds herself getting off of the couch as she makes her way over to where the doctor is sitting. She snatches the notepad out of the man’s hands as she looks deep into the eyes of the doctor.

Crystal: Now what do we have here?!

Dr. Thomas: Give that back… That isn’t yours to take.

Crystal: No but I insist… I rather not have some overpaid piece of crap jotting down things about me that he doesn’t seem interested in sharing with me! Now let’s see what we have written here.

Crystal looks at the notepad and she seems disgusted as she sees the words certifiably insane written on the paper with the word schizophrenia circled in big bold letter. With other words leading to it such as “Unknown voices”. Crystal rips the pad in half as she throws it to the side, and decides to grab the man by the neck.

Crystal: So is that what you think of me Dr. Thomas?! You think I am not all there in the head?

Dr. Thomas: You need help Miss Hilton… Let me help you… You are an interesting case and I would like for you to start visiting me weekly, and…

Crystal however doesn’t go for that as she instead pushes the man out of the chair as she hovers over him. She clenches a fist as an evil grin escapes from her lips.

Crystal: I don’t think I will be visiting you anymore. This was NEVER about me was it. You just want to make money off of me. An endless loop of me HAVING to go to you in order to get help but at the end of the day. I will never get better. Your account will just get my endless money and nothing will change. Let me HELP you doctor I insist.

Hilton clenches a fist and that is when he begins to yell out the word.

Dr. Thomas: SECURITY!!!!!!!!

The moment he does that is when a couple of orderlies come into the room. They grab Crystal as they pull her away.

Crystal: Get your damn hands off of me! Let me go!!!!!!!!!!! Zelda!!!!!!!!!

The doctor slowly rises up from the chair as he looks deeply into the eyes of Crystal.

Dr. Thomas: I assure you Miss Hilton.. You will want my help… I only want to help you. Feel free to come back if the voices keep bothering you…

Moments later.

Zelda walks into a room and she sees that Crystal is in a straightjacket. Zelda offers a sigh as she enters and the orderlies begin to take it off of Crystal. She offers a long sigh as Zelda shakes her head in disgust.

Zelda: You ok Crystal?

Crystal: Does it look like I am ok?!

Zelda: What the hell happened!

Crystal offers a long sigh as she looks back into the eyes of her best friend seeming almost disgusted as she tries to raise a hand to one of the orderlies.

Crystal: Get your damn hands off of me, and don’t you ever touch me again if you know what’s good for you. Z… Let’s just get out of here… I rather not have to deal with being here anymore. I definitely won’t be coming here anymore.

Zelda nods her head in agreement as she walks Crystal out of the room, and the two of them head for the car. Crystal enters into the passenger’s side of the vehicle as Zelda gets into the driver’s seat. She looks over to Crystal and just sighs in return.

Zelda: You can be honest with me Crystal… What happened in there?!

Crystal looks back at Zelda as she shrugs her shoulders.

Crystal: He tried to say that I had schizophrenia… I don’t know… The symptoms do tend to make sense. The voices among everything else but I don’t want to be someone who is stuck on antipsychotics… I would like to think that I am a sane person not someone who desperately needs help.

Zelda: It’s whatever Crystal I am not going to judge you if you have to get treatment or not, and I know it might suck to do but your voices are causing your demise. It’s changing your very identity to the point it’s changing you. There’s nothing wrong with medicine. You know it’s only there to help you in the long run right?

Crystal slowly nods her head in agreement as she glances back at her best friend.

Crystal: I know

Zelda: So what are you afraid of then? You have nothing to be ashamed of and remember I will be right there by your side so if anything ever arises you know I got your back.

Crystal: Right….

Crystal says in a drawn out manner.

Zelda: What’s your problem?!

Crystal: Oh I don’t know you say you have my back yet you didn’t even want to go into the room with me… Sounds like you say one thing one minute, and yet the next… That really isn’t the case at all.

Zelda: What of it?!

Crystal: Not that crap again… Can’t you just say YES Crystal… You are right I apologize for not living up to my word.

Zelda: You know I can’t do that…

Crystal: And why is that?!

Crystal says with a concerned expression on her lips.

Zelda: Because you are a goomba… And you can’t trust them

Crystal: Whatever Z…

Zelda: Did you say something noob?!

Crystal nods her head passionately as she looks directly into the eyes of Zelda.

Crystal: Yeah I just said that…

With that in mind Zelda grins as she pulls out a stylus and she flings it as hard as she can right against the head of Hilton. Crystal grabs at her head in pain as Zelda can’t help but laugh in return.

Zelda: That’s what you get for talking back to me. Now let’s get out of here. Time to go to Puerto Rico!!!!!!!! Crystal hometown 233….

Crystal: …

Crystal just gives her a death stare as Zelda hits the gas and leaves the parking lot.









On Camera

The cameras come into focus and as they do we are treated to a sight of Crystal Hilton standing in front of the baseball stadium. She gazes at it as she paces around back and forth. There are no Hollywood cameras surrounding her like usual. No signs of glitz or glamour. The only thing we get is Crystal Hilton clad in her street clothes. Her red hair drapes down the course of her back. The camera zooms in on her face and she takes a long deep breath as she begins to speak.

Crystal: Hello SCW… It’s funny how we find ourselves into certain situations right? Here I am in the middle of San Juan, Puerto Rico… And it’s a city that I am very familiar with as it’s the city where my father is buried. It’s the city where my grandmother lives, and more important than that. It’s a city that I am proud to call home. Of course I was born in Detroit Michigan, but it doesn’t take much that I am proud of my heritage. I am proud of where I come from, and while I have been on television doing I can to look down on other people. This city deserves a woman to stand up for them. They deserve someone to take a stand and to bring a championship to where it belong. And I am going to do everything in my power to ensure that girl is me.

Crystal nods her head in agreement as she continues to speak.

Crystal: Last week I took the fight to Vargas… Well I did everything that I could do but truth be told she was able to pull ahead at the end of the day. She rightfully should have won the match but here comes Mikah sticking her nose where it doesn’t belong. Here she comes planting the title proudly across the face of Vargas. Dragging me on top so that I could pick up the win. As much as I appreciate it… Thanks but no thanks. I don’t need you to get by Mikah. I can do bad all by myself I don’t need you to stick your nose in the middle of my affairs. For the most part you and I tend to get along really well. I have never had an issue with you…

Crystal smiles wider than before as she keeps her eyes locked on the camera.

Crystal: That is until now… Don’t take what’s going to come personally. After all you are the one that decided to get involved in the match and as a result your little match with Mercedes has now officially become a triple threat match. You do understand the harsh reality of what that means right? Sure you might be the best. The greatest thing to ever step foot through the doors of this company the stakes don’t get any higher than what they are at High Stakes V. Because now the so called best in the very business can lose everything she ever gained, and not even be pinned as a result.

Crystal begins to rub her hands together as she showcases her pearly white brights.

Crystal: What that means is if for some reason I manage to beat Vargas which I already showed I could do thanks to you… I would be crowned the SCW World Bombshell token and as Vargas showed before the referee was taken out. Before you entered the ring to try to shift things in your favour. Mercedes had me beaten and she had the match won against me. That just showcases she can beat me, and you don’t realize it but Vargas and I have been fighting all over the world for the past 5 years. That’s five years of trading titles of kicking each other’s ass and proving on a consistent basis that we have what it takes to beat the other.

I know you can sit there and preach how great you are but one doesn’t need to be so great in a triple threat match. You just have to be in the right place at the right time. In order words this entire match is going to come down to the concept of luck, and who is going to be the luckiest as soon as the bell rings. Now you have a chance to win. Don’t get me wrong… You have a 33.333 chance of winning the same as the rest of us.What are you going to do if you find yourself singled out of this match?!

Crystal raises an eyebrow as she nods her head in agreement.

Crystal: What are you going to do Vargas and I keep you out of this match entirely? Is it going to eat away at your soul? Is it going to annoy you to no end? Because if you didn’t realize it by now… That’s entirely the point I am trying to make. Vargas and I have unfinished business from Colombia. Business that we couldn’t take care of because you had to act like a dumb cunt. I thought we were friends Mikah I honestly thought we were. After all you mentioned on Twitter the other day that I was one of the two people on this roster that really understands who you are as a person. But the thing is do you UNDERSTAND who I am?!

Crystal shakes her head as she begins to speak some more.

Crystal: I don’t know where you get off like I am some subpar wrestler. Like I am not worthy of being where I am. You are honestly a travesty as the frontrunner for all of bombshell wrestling in this company. Whenever you see another bombshells match on the card, and asked which one looks good. It’s only the same thing. You don’t care because they simply aren’t worth your time. Really is that how you feel about the other women on the roster?! You should care because these are the same women that will one day rise up to challenge you for what you HAVE… They are the same women who bust their asses going from nothing into something. For about what will be five months now you have held that championship and I will be the one to finally put that title reign of yours to an end.

Can I be a cunt?! Hell yeah… I am not afraid to admit that I am a bitch. You can ask anyone I associate with that I am a bitch inside the ring. Outside I might be quirky I might come off as a nerd as a fun loveable person but the moment that bell rings. I do whatever it takes to get the job done. I don’t care who I have to stab in the back as long as I am standing in the spotlight that’s all that really matters to me in the end.

Crystal takes a long deep breath as she continues to speak.

Crystal: Now to be blunt. I know I might not be a threat on paper. After all I was the girl who was too afraid to even showcase her own identity in this company. I came out in a mask to make my father happy. I wore the La Paloma masked and I played it conservative. I got my ass handed to me by the likes of Natalie. I got beat over and over again by Natalie, Jessie Salco, and many others but it didn’t phase me because I kept on busting my ass. One day I had my breakthrough and the same very woman who I had never beaten before. I managed to beat her when it counts. I beat McKinley and I took that Roulette Championship right away from her, but in a weird turn of events it seems like the Roulette wheel turned in a way that even I didn’t expect when Keira decide to cash in on me.

I bitched about it for months. Yeah I even complained but guess what I took my lickings and she did beat me straight up. Is there still parts of me that wants to fight Keira again despite never beating her in my entire career? You damn right because I believe in my own hype and I know that whenever the bell rings. It’s a new match. It’s a fresh start and what happened in the previous encounter doesn’t mean a thing. So yeah my win lost record in this company hasn’t been the best. Hell defending against Candy Overton is the last major win I had here… OH but I did beat Alexis Edwards after that too, but you know what’s funny about her since we are on that topic?

Crystal has an arrogant expression on her lips as she continues to speak.

Crystal: It’s the fact that Alexis said she would wish me luck but I really don’t have a chance. Funny considering I BEAT HER BEFORE… But let’s overlook any of that. I can be a credible wrestler when I want to be and you on the other hand Mikah. You have showed that you do have a weakness. It wasn’t that long ago when Roxi made your ass tap out in the middle of the ring right? Yeah that’s exactly what I thought. On any given day anybody can beat anyone. Now compared to the both of you. I might not have the stellar accolades or amazing record. Vargas being a multiple time champion in this company with a decent record, and you Mikah being able to actually win the big one. But I do know that when push comes to shove I have what it takes to compete with the big dogs. I have what it takes to be in the same damn conversation, and it’s getting sickening watching people treat me like me winning a match is an automatic upset. Like I am nothing.

I am absolutely frustrated with the way my career is going. Four years ago I was a top tier champion. The name Crystal Hilton was something to be feared. It was famous and now it seems that’s all it is now. That the legacy attached behind the name has simply faded away, and it’s only brought up in old tapes. In old conversations and things like that. Well four years without a world championship makes me more dangerous than anybody else in this match. Because I feel like I have the absolute most the prove. I am the one wrestling with a chip on my shoulder, and I won’t rest until I am able to shut the critics up. I am not a washed up has been! I am not a thing of the past. I am the present and I certainly can be the future. I just need the chance to showcase so, and Mikah you were foolish enough to give me this chance.

Crystal begins to laugh hysterically as she begins to speak some more.

Crystal: Just remember when my hand is being raised as the new SCW Bombshell Champion Mikah… In all honesty it’s all on you. As far as you go Vargas. For us this is business as usual and in little more than a week we get to fight in San Juan Puerto Rico. We get to fight in Crystal country where my people will be filling up the stands to watch me wrestle. You remember how you felt when you got to compete in Buenos Aires Argentina? Do you remember how exciting that was? Well how do you think I am going to feel when I win a World Championship in my own city?

This past year has been a hectic one. It’s been one of many trials. It certainly has had it’s fill of tribulations. I had to bury my own father and he isn’t buried that far away from where we are about to wrestle. I feel like he is going to be right there watching me as his little girl goes on to become World Bombshell Champion. I feel like the odds are stacked against me but in all honesty I kind of like it that way. It means that this upcoming win will be much more worthwhile. No matter how much I get stomped on. No matter how much I get walked on. Nothing will ever stop this rose from blossoming. This is the rose that refuses to wither away. I am Crystal Hilton, and remember that perfection simply doesn’t fail… Or you could call me your future champion. Take your pick it really doesn’t matter. I will see you both in the ring.

Crystal cracks a wide grin and it’s on this image that we fade out on.

 
You know there are a couple of things that I wish to get off of my chest. First and foremost it has to do with Candy Overton. It pains me to know that she is eventually going to get a chance at the Bombshell Roulette Championship. She does not deserve a shot at the title. Her career has been nothing short of mediocre. She hasn’t stuck out, she is a glorified loser yet because she can pin Jessie Salco in a match. She gets to eventually get a crack at the Bombshell Roulette Championship…

A Championship might I add that I have never lost… The history books can show that Keira Fisher came down to the ring and she cashed in on her contract. That she somehow found a way to take advantage of me after I demolished Candy, and found a way to beat me to get the title, but it’s something that should have never happened. Who uses their chance to compete at any title on just the Roulette Championship?!

Why not aim high?! Why not go after the chance to be the very best in the sport but I forgot who we are dealing with in this company and it’s really pathetic the way people go about doing things in this company. Had it been me I wouldn’t have hesitated to chase the big one. To break away from the rest of the pack, and showcase why I am the woman who you all came to see wrestle. Why I am the one that can damn near jump off of everything and anything in this company. You can call me delusional, call me arrogant, call me anything you want…

But everyone knows that the name of Crystal Hilton is something that will go down in the history of all women’s wrestling. It’s a name that is to be feared and respected. A name like none other, and it’s a name that far outshines Candy in every single way. It pisses me off to no end what Keira did with the title. Sure you can say she had a few title defenses under her belt but it was never her championship to defend.

IT WAS MY TITLE…

Repeat that after me… CRYSTAL HILTON’S CHAMPIONSHIP!!!

And I was forced to fight Candy and Jessie to get a chance to earn something that should have rightfully been mine to begin with?! That in itself is a load of crap. Candy Overton can sit on the sidelines and she can commentate this match in whatever she sees fit but at the end of the day the only thing people want to see is for me to get past Melanie so that Candy and I could settle our differences once and for all… We need to settle them without having the interference from Keira the thought of some meaningless talentless blonde bimbo coming down to the ring after I handled my business. So Candy you got an up close and person seat this week. You might be the sweetest thing the world has come to know but I am the most heartless Bitch that will ever step in an SCW ring…

That alone means we will have problems with one another

I long for the day where I can show the world you just aren’t my level. How do I get to that point? How do I get to that match?

Well it’s simple I need to get through Melanie… If… No WHEN I beat Melanie it’s going to be you and I locking up for my title and once again you will be put in your place…

Just sit back and enjoy the show. I promise it will be one you won’t mind seeing… That is until you are co starring along side me, and that won’t be something you want… You can trust me on that….  




Los Angeles, California
First National Bank

Crystal Hilton stood inside of a bank and she was acting like quite the diva as she walked around in her red bottom louboutins. Her heels clanked loudly across the floor as she was talking to one of the bank tellers.

Bank Teller: How can I help you ma’am?

Crystal: Actually you could do a lot for me… I would like for you to open my safety deposit box… I have something in there that is very valuable to me, and I need you to get it for me right now… Please don’t keep me waiting. I have things to do today such as shop on Rodeo Drive, and appointment with Jean Luc my stylist, a 4 o’clock with Enrique my massage therapist, and I am sure something else will come up. So please let’s speed this up. A busy woman such as me has things to do and time is money.

The teller nods her head as she looks back at Crystal shaking her head at her. She walks away and it’s at that point where a group of people begin to walk into the bank. They begin to tape the door shut and it appears that they are all wearing masks across their faces. The group of four people seem to be bank robbers, and one of them don’t hesitate to shut out the cameras before one of the others takes out a handgun and shoots upwards into the ceiling.

Robber #1: Ok we need everyone to sit down and shut the hell up. This is a bank robbery and if you cooperate you might find yourselves walking out of this situation unscathed… We don’t want to hurt anyone. All we want is what is in all of the locked boxes. Starting with yours… Take off your fur coat….

A security guard quickly tries to step into the mix but he ends up getting shot in the chest for his trouble as he instantly falls to the floor. Two of the robbers begin to play crowd control as they other keeps their eyes locked on Crystal who continues to stand at the teller’s window not really paying any of the guys any mind.

Robber #1: Bitch did you just hear what I said… That mink coat you are wearing… Take it off now, and give me….

Crystal can’t help but scoff as she shakes her head in disgust at the robber. She can’t help but chuckle as she stares deeply into her eyes.

Crystal: You better take that somewhere else… I paid $18,000 for this mink coat… Ain’t nobody taking it from me… Not you, not Jerome, Tyrone, Taquain or whoever you are… Always trying to make us look bad damn...Look I don’t have time to play. I just want to get my box and get out of here.

The bank teller nervously comes back and hands the box to Crystal. Crystal smiles as she looks at the box smiling as the robber looks back at her.

Robber #1: Open the box… I am not playing with you… Seriously open it now or else I will blast you and ruin your precious fur coat…

Crystal thinks about it as her eyes meet with the box. She opens it and grins as she looks right into the eyes of the robber.

Crystal: Well since you insist but nobody should ever threaten my Michael Kors coat…

With that Crystal opens the lock box and the moment she does she pulls out a beretta and begins to use it to blast the robber. The other robbers turn their attention over to Crystal and she can’t help but blast them as well. There only seems to be one left as Crystal quickly drops behind a wall and begins to fire back at the other one.

Crystal: LAPD!!!!!!!! DROP THAT WEAPON!!!!

The last robber begins to fire bullet after bullet at Crystal before they high tail it out of the bank and Crystal is on pursuit as she does a duke of hazard over a car. She leap frogs over another one, and before we can get in the thick and thin of the chase we can hear someone in the distance yelling as loud as he can.

Director: CUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

And the moment that happens people quickly run up to Crystal and push a high chair in back of her. She sits down in a chair that has her name inside of a big star. She looks out at the rest of the people on the set as she shakes her head in absolute disgust.

Crystal: What kind of nonsense are we all trying to pull here?! That gun was the fakest thing I have ever shot before!

Set Designer: Well it’s supposed to be fake… It’s all part of the prop and the design… Besides you know as well as I do that this is just a low budget film. It’s not expected to be on the big screen that long and some are saying that it’s going to be a straight to DVD production.

Crystal crosses her legs as she grills everyone that is in front of her.

Crystal: What the hell am I paying you idiots for then… Undercover Hollywood Diva is supposed to be a BLOCKBUSTER… It’s supposed to be enticing the female equivalent of BEVERLY HILLS COP… The story of a young aspiring actress who was turned away from starring in a blockbuster to finding herself being accepted into the the LAPD as a detective… I am supposed to be funnier than Eddie Murphy, then the likes of Chris Tucker. Yet where is the comedy, where is the effort where is anything in this movie.

Personal Assistant: Miss Hilton… I know it isn’t my place to really say anything but have you considered maybe using some of the company’s funds… I know it really isn’t your style but…

Crystal: NOOOOOOOOOO… We are not using anymore money… What we laid out is more than enough… You all just need to make it work. We are supposed to be funny yet you are coming off like Sarah Silverman… Where’s the funny? Where’s any of that! What did Beverly Hills Cop and Rush Hour have that I don’t have?!

The Personal Assistant thinks about it for a few moments before he let’s a wide grin escape his lips.

Personal Assistant: Well Rush Hour actually had Jackie Chan who does his own stunts… It made it authentic. I know you don’t mind doing the minor stuff but perhaps maybe you should try to actually run and…

Crystal: This production isn’t made of money, I know you don’t expect ME of all people to run in my red bottom louboutins do you? And this mink coat, yeah I paid way too much to let it get ruined by portraying myself in shots that will only capture my backside anyway...So try again.

Personal Assistant: Well Beverly Hills Cop had a good theme song. Every time you saw Axel Rose appear it was BUM BA BUM BUM DA DA BUM BAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH… You have nothing. You need to make yourself known and if insert your idea of playing Girlicious every time you appear on camera it’s just going to be a travesty. Forget straight to DVD… Straight to the bargain bin… I mean both of those movies had enough to produce a sequel and even make it a trilogy. You on the other hand don’t even have it in you to make it to Rush Hour 3… As a matter of fact if I can be honest your punchlines aren’t hitting and you might be better off having an off screen death at the end of the credits to bring in a more talented actress to carry on with the Franchise.

Crystal’s eyes open wide up as she stares back at the PA.

Crystal: OFF SCREEN DEATH?! I AM A STAR, AN ACTRESS… I AM NOT THE CANDY OVERTON OF MOVIES… I have a little more class than that.

Personal Assistant: Well if I can be honest one more time Miss…

Crystal looks at the man as she snaps her fingers smiling.

Crystal: Don’t even finish that sentence… You are fired… SECURITY!!!!!! SECURITY!!!!!!!

With that security rushes to the set as they pull the man off of it. Crystal shakes her head as she makes her way to her trailer and closes the door behind her. The moment she does that is when she sees her reflection in front of her.

Reflection: Are you really going to let those idiots talk to you like that?! You are Crystal Hilton and they are making a mockery out of you… Just everyone else seems to be doing.

Crystal: It’s whatever I don’t need them… Just like I never needed anyone.

Reflection: That’s exactly my point. Don’t worry stick with me and I will make a star out of you… It will take time though. No one will ever mock you again. Not in wrestling, not in acting, not in anything. You and I are unstoppable together.

Crystal can’t help but crack a wide grin in return as she smiles at her reflection and we fade out on this image.





So I guess now I have to actually talk about you Melanie… The woman who has practically been untouchable since being in SCW. You have only lost what… One match since being here to the likes of Cynthia Warren… Part of me wants to respect you Melanie honestly I do but the title that is around your waist is something that you shouldn’t even have in the first place.

Because you didn’t really beat anybody to get that title you beat Keira Fisher… Keira Fisher the woman that I should have beaten but when we meet at Climax Control it’s just so sad that you will happen to be a victim of circumstance. You are going to get your ass beaten for the simple sake of being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

What have you done to earn the title that is around your waist?! What have you really done to be considered a true champion? Honestly nothing of worth and the way I see it you stand in my way of getting to that one on one match with Candy. You are directly in my way of silencing her once and for all. Do you know how irritating it is to hear Candy run her mouth and act as if I Crystal Hilton is scared of her. Do you know what that even feels like?!

It’s embarrassing it’s an insult to someone such as my stature.

I should be selling out arenas!

I should be in the grand marquee!

Hell I should be in the main event but I have to settle wrestling someone like you?! Someone who is supposedly a big deal…

Bitch please… Let me say something a few weeks ago I heard what you had to say, that you would be a champion for a very long time and it didn’t matter who you had to face that the result will be the same. Do I care that you have competed in inferno matches, or hardcore matches before? Honestly I couldn’t give two craps about the history of Melanie Gabrielle.

The only thing that is on my mind is restoring the legacy to my name. It’s continuing to establish my name as the Prima Donna of this company. While many others would want to offer you a fair fight or things of that nature. I am here to flat out tell you that I plan to do whatever it takes to win and it doesn’t really matter what the stipulation is in our match. I only have one thing on my mind and that’s to emerge victorious with the title that belongs to me.

I am going to force you to move the hell out of my way as I march my way towards Candy. Forget me pushing you out of the way or asking you nicely to bow before me. I am the Bitch that will happily stomp all over you just to ensure her dominance within this company.

And just in case you follow me on Twitter, and even if you don’t my bio says it all. SCW Roulette Champion. You know why I haven’t changed it?! It’s because I AM THE RIGHTFUL CHAMP… I am the woman who deserves to have back what belongs to me and for you to actually beat me in the middle of the ring would be a travesty. I am not here to make friends, and I know in the past people like Vargas people like Delia. Wanted to see the good within me. They really had high hopes that I would help them ease their way into the locker room.

But why should I care about anyone else but myself?! It’s always been about having a me first attitude and everyone else I couldn’t really care about. You might be good… Hell you might even be great but you are facing an actual Goddess. You are facing a woman who thrives herself to be perfect in everything she does.

I am the Reflection of Perfection, and every time I look at myself in the mirror. The mirror reminds me consistently and constantly that I am the most dominant in the land of SCW. That everyone fails in comparison to me.

However there is one who might get in the way of that… There is one who looks to challenge me for my place, and that currently happens to be you by proxy that you have something that belongs to me.

This nightmare of being in the ring with talentless hacks like Alexis Edwards, Jessie Salco, and Candy Overton is about to come to an end. It’s about time I restore the legacy to the Roulette Championship and wipe away all of the filth that was brought onto it by the likes of you and Keira.

Mama wants her trinket back and she is willing to do anything to get it back, and I mean anything.

I know lately people wonder where is this attitude coming from. Why is there a change in demeanour but the truth is this is who I have always been, and it’s about time I bring myself back up, and I sit down on top of the throne that I should be on.

Melanie your little run with the championship is about to come to an end. It’s time for Crystal Hilton to get back to the basics and take back what belongs to her. So spin that wheel round and round. Wherever it stops nobody knows but honestly it doesn’t matter. Because on any given day I could beat you, and that’s strictly a fact.

The book of Crystal Hilton Chapter 2 verse 3 says all shall fall and bow before the mighty Rose Goddess… Bow bitch for this is the rose that refuses to wither away.

Get out of the way before I have to stomp you into the ground springing myself back into the limelight. It’s your choice. Don’t take this asswhopping personally you just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time… See you at Climax Control…

 I hate to tell you I told you sooooooooooo but guess what I told you so. How’s it going Alexis you still want to pipe up from your high horse. Do you still feel like you are as good as you think you are. I know you enjoyed having your head so high up in the clouds or was it too busy being up the asses of those nobodies?! Honestly it really doesn’t matter because at the end of the day I told you, I told all of SCW, and I told the entire world that Crystal Hilton was entering the ring with one purpose and one purpose only, and that was simply to win.

So with that win behind me I get to focus on a bigger task at hand and that’s getting closer to my destiny of becoming a champion again, and what do you know Summer XXXtreme 3 is slowly approaching and the best thing about the Summer is going to be upon us. No it’s not a long and drawn out Amanda Cortez promo because who honestly wants to sit through all of that nonsense. No it’s not Jessie Salco telling everyone how much Crystal Hilton is a Mean Girl.

Because let’s face it that’s what she has been saying since day one and it holds ABSOLUTELY no weight to it. Just because I associated with the likes of Mercedes, and me and Mercedes had a friendship that existed outside of SCW, and we start talking up with one another now that we are both in SCW. That just doesn’t make me a Mean Girl.

But leave it to the like of Jessie Salco to distort the facts about some things but in all honesty when you play second fiddle to sorry ass Amy Marshall do we honestly expect anything differently?! After all this is Jessie Salco we are talking about. So anything that is the known truth is going to be distorted because she doesn’t know how to pay attention. She doesn’t know how to follow along. She just loves to make assumptions about situations and she wants to see them as truth,

But I guess that’s how she operates right?!

No the best thing about the summer isn’t the fact that we are going to ride on a cruise ship although the fact that you will probably get to see me in a bikini and a bathing suit should be an impressive sight. I mean for those fans that are riding this Cruise Ship. You get to be super close to me. If you are one of the generous ones you might actually get a chance to get a photo with me but it’s not free of course.

I do wish to be compensated for everything I do and don’t be surprised if you get slapped with a $20 fee for every single autograph and photograph. Nothing is free in this world and if you can afford to go on this boat then you certainly can afford to be pictured with a Goddess right?!

But the reason why Summer is absolutely awesome is because what happened in the form of that fluke garbage with Keira Johnson can simply go away. This upcoming Super Card will be the show where yours truly ascends right back to the front of the Roulette division. It’s not going to take that much either. All it’s going to take is beating two people who have no business being in position for anything. Candy Overton and of course Jessie Salco who I enjoyed mentioning earlier.

Let’s start with Candy Overton.

When is this woman going to get it in her thick skull that she honestly just sucks. She isn’t good, she isn’t amazing. What happened between her and I wasn’t a fluke. She got her ass beaten and thrown right into a dumpster. she can call me out on all of these weekly shows as much as she wants. Demanding that I answer her back. Demanding that we fight again so she can rewrite what happened but beating her ass wasn’t a fluke. In the same way I beat the hell out of Alexis Edwards is the same way I beat Candy Overton.

She just needs to understand that the definition of a fluke would be what happened to me. The way Keira just cashed in on me and TOOK MY TITLE and then goes and loses it to some newbie that hasn’t even been in the company three months. That’s what a fluke is but Candy why do you honestly even bother?! It’s getting to the point where you honestly just suck and I wonder if you and Traci Patterson are just vying to see who the doormat to this company is?

And if I had to pick one in all honesty it’s you. You teamed up with Cindy two shots at a title lost! You said teaming up wasn’t your thing. You wanted to go alone and guess what… You lost again. There is no consistency to you nor your career and you have no business within this match. So run along while I talk to someone who is at least a little more reputable than you, but then again that’s not really saying much right.

Jessie Salco former Bombshell Tag Champion and all that stuff that follows. We get to face one another and I will admit that you beat me on one occasion but in the same token. I managed you defeat you. I managed to beat you in the ring and as a matter of fact you were the very first person that I have ever defeated in an SCW ring.

So just right there you already are apart of history, and that’s nothing to be ashamed of. Hold your head high and be proud of that fact. Because unlike calling me out on being a Mean Girl unlike your same old insults. Your same old comments that actually has some truth to it. That’s something tangible go back home tell your peeps your family you actually got your ass beaten by Crystal Hilton.

I know they will be proud of you because who wouldn’t when you were in the ring with a legend. With a woman who has over 8 years of experience in the ring. Whatever the case though Jessie I will mow down past you because what I want is a shot at what I lost. What was taken from me as an injustice.

I know everyone is expecting for me to walk out of this triple threat match with a win and I honestly can’t let my adoring public down right?!

So prepare ladies.

Lights!

Camera!

Action!

You get to be part of a special movie. One where you guest star in one where I kick your asses all across a cruise boat. You get to be small steps on my way back into the limelight. What a glorious will be when I get MY roulette championship back from the likes of Melanie or Keira… what a glorious day indeed.

Nothing and I mean nothing will stop this rose from blossoming… As for the both of you… You are a bunch of nobodies whose future is to wither away…

I am sorry that I am not sorry… Don’t worry it’s nothing personal… It’s just business… You can blame Keira for what is going to happen to you. She’s the one that put me in the mood that I am in…






Los Angeles, California
Rodeo Drive

Crystal was out in her beautiful Los Angeles shopping for something of course. After all if she was going to be on a cruise ship. A girl needed outfits. Something new she wouldn’t dare throw herself on a boat without being the very center of attention. She had a group of bodyguards who held all of her bags. All 10 of them. Things seemed to be going well as she walked through the streets in her sexy dress but walking up to her was none other than her friend Delia who tried to reach out to her again. She made her way towards Crystal, and Crystal shook her head in disgust as the bodyguards leaped out in front of her and kept her far away from Crystal.

Delia: Get offa Moi?! Crystal call your dogs off… You and I need to talk.

Crystal looked at the woman as she looked back at Delia and shook her head in disgust at her. This would be the third time that she approached Crystal, and Crystal was starting to get annoyed as she found some time to reach into her purse and pull out a makeup kit. One that she rudely used just to send the message to Delia that she wasn’t listening to her.

Delia: Are you listening to Moi?!

Crystal sighs before she glances back at the woman and shakes her head at her.

Crystal: What the hell do you want?! Can’t you take a hint that I don’t want to be bothered. I thought it wasn’t a hard concept to understand.

Delia: Seriously what has gotten into you. When I first met you I thought you were such a nice person. You really stood up for me back in that locker room against the likes of Amy, Jessie, and them, and I wanted to know what happened to that Crystal.

Crystal nods her head as she let’s a grin escape her lips.

Crystal: Yeah about that… Honest mistake….

Delia: Thank you. I knew you didn’t fall that much off the deep end.

Crystal smiles wickedly as she looks back into her eyes.

Crystal: Actually if I had the chance to do things all over. I would pretty much look out for myself. Why should I care what happens to you and Mercedes. You two caused yourselves to be in that predicament and that has absolutely nothing to do with me.

Delia: And that’s how you honestly are going to treat a friend?!

Crystal offers a grin as she places her makeup kit in her purse and looks deep into Delia’s eyes.

Crystal: I honestly don’t need friends. Where were you when Keira decided to just rob my title away from me? Where were you at.

Delia: In all honesty you are starting to sound like  a cry baby right now and I know that isn’t you.

Crystal: Every single day of my career I have to deal with people telling me that I was apart of the Mean Girls. That I was one of you but I was never associated with you. Maybe by being a simple association because I communicate with Mercedes in Spanish sometimes but that doesn’t mean I am buddies with all of you.

Delia: What is up with this power trip ego thing about you? Everyone is starting to notice this new attitude in you. I don’t know you that well but I can tell that it isn’t you Crystal. What do you think people are going to say about you?! What do you think the public is going to say. Heck what is your daughter going to say about the way you been acting.

Crystal really rolls her eyes at this point as she stares deeply into the eyes of Delia.

Crystal: Don’t you dare mention my daughter. She knows exactly what I am doing, and when she get’s my age I expect her to ride off the entire fact of who she is. She isn’t just a regular teenage girl. Oh no she’s MY daughter and that alone makes her special, and I would appreciate if you didn’t bring her up. She has nothing to do with you. Besides I think I am doing well in the friend department. I know Mikah is a big fan of my work and right now that’s all that matters. After all she is the cream of the crop in SCW right now. She didn’t fall so far from grace like YOU did…

Delia: I really can’t believe you and I refuse to believe this is who you have become.

Crystal: Well you better get used to it because this is who I am right now and I don’t plan to change for anyone. I am going to get my respect and if you want to get in the way of that, then I won’t hesitate to stomp on you to get there. Now get out of my face. Stay out of my life, I have some shopping to attend too, and I swear you better not bother me when I am on that cruise ship. It would be better if you just left me be.

Delia not wanting any confrontation just moves out of the way as Crystal goes back to doing what she was doing. It really seemed as if she was changing for the worse and the only question is what else would she do with this newfound attitude about her.