Crystal Hilton sat down in her Hollywood like chair. There was a huge star with her name of the back of her chair as she was looking the part. For a woman who had just lost her Bombshell Roulette Championship she actually has a wide grin on her face although we can’t tell what kind of expression she is making with her shades as they are hidden by her shades. The Hollywood hottie can’t help but crack a wide grin as she stares right at her reflection. She slowly takes her shades off as she begins to speak.

Crystal: Mirror, mirror on the wall who is the best wrestler of them all?!

Crystal leans forward a bit as she just shakes her head. She slowly turns around as she finally makes eye contact with the camera that is beaming on her. She shakes her head in disgust as she begins to speak.

Crystal: We don’t have to wait for the mirror to reply back because we all know what the mirror is going to say. Of course it is me I mean who else could it be?! But as great as I know I am. As happy as I might seem to be right now. The truth is I am honestly holding my tongue for as long as I can because at Into The Void I was robbed of my Bombshell Roulette Championship. I did what I normally do. I went out there and handled my business. You could say that I took out the garbage… Literally as I demolished Candy Overton and was happy to raise my hands proudly in the air as a champion, but out of nowhere. This sad pitiful excuse of a wrestler has to come down and cash in on me. I find that to be a load of bullshit and to say that I am unhappy would be an understatement. In all honestly it was a load of crap, and Keira took the easy way out.

Crystal shakes her head in disgust as she sighs and continues to speak again.

Crystal: Out of all the people she could have chose to cash in on she decided to do it against me. At into the Void. It truly was my night. I demolished Candy and yet here comes this carpet munching bitch Keira Fisher and she decides to cash in me. That is absolutely stupid and idiotic if you ask me. Not that I am underselling the Roulette Championship in any type of way because it has importance in the history of SCW, and it’s something that should be fought over. That is desirable to have. But that Bitch chose to go after this Championship instead of trying to go all the way to the top and win the big one. Instead of watching closely to the likes of Raynin and Mika she decided to go after me. Congratulations… I will admit you did catch me when I was sleeping and I honestly never saw it coming. Not because I don’t value Keira as a credible wrestler…

Crystal smiles widely as she looks into the heart of the camera and speaks again.

Crystal: In all honesty I don’t respect that decision. Anybody knows that if you have the option to challenge for any championship in the company you need to keep your eyes on the highest prize. You need to go big or go home. You don’t settle for something lower than that, and by using it on me that is what Keira did. I hope that Keira is taking this all in. I hope she is happy to be riding high on cloud nine. That she honestly enjoys where she is at right now because as of the next Climax Control she will be nothing more than a transitional champion at best. She was never meant to hold the championship for that long. She was never meant to be a champion in the first place. I know that on this upcoming edition of Climax Control she is going to be all excited that she won the Roulette Championship and not only was able to go out and win the title but actually have a title defense in addition, but to be honest…She really can’t get all that excited over beating Traci Patterson because EVERYBODY is able to beat her. That isn’t something credible. That isn’t it special. You did what everyone else in this company has already done. So you expect a congratulations for that?!

But this coming week it’s time to wake up and smell the coffee Keira and sadly all good things must come to an end. I am aiming to take back what you stole from me and in the world of the Roulette division anything can happen. Spend that wheel round and round, and whatever it lands on nobody knows. However while I couldn’t predict you coming out and cashing in on me what I can predict this week is that we will be facing one another straight up. There won’t be surprise moments. There won’t be you planning to face me after I have already gone through an intense match. It’s just going to be me beating the living snot out of you, and doing what I do best in that very ring. When we are facing on an equal playing field do you really think you have what it takes to beat me when it matters? Do you have what it takes to go out there and defend your hard fought and won championship?! The answer is no because never in a million years could you possibly beat me.

Crystal seems really disgusted as she scoffs right in front of the camera and looks absolutely disgusted.

Crystal: Truth be told I am focused on you and nothing but you. Can you say the same thing about me? And truth be told the answer is no because the minute you won the championship you had your eyes on stepping into the ring with Amy Marshall. You have had your entire focus on everything else but the very thing that you should have your focus on and that being me, and because you seem so concerned with fighting your wife’s own battles instead of dealing with your own that is ultimately going to be your own undoing. I know you can get quite worked up over situations that deal with your wife. when somebody talks bad about Roxi there you are right in the thick and thin of things. If someone looks at her the wrong way, guess what there you are. Instead of keeping your focus on a house sitter or scrubby Amy Marshall. Why don’t you have your eyes on something a little more beautiful. A little more perfect… Something such as myself?

Crystal grins wider than before as she turns her attention back over to the wall.

Crystal: This week everything goes back to the norm. The Roulette Championship goes back to it’s rightful owner and your reign as champion will simply be history. You are simply a two week champion at best. All good things must come to an end. Sorry to burst your bubble Keira but nothing will stop this rose from blossoming… For I am the Rose that refuses to wither away. Perfection simply doesn’t fail. I hope your knees aren’t hurting too much because you will bow whether you want to or not… For all shall bow before the mighty and all powerful Rose Goddess… See you in the ring Keira and good luck. You definitely are going to need it…

Crystal can’t help but grin as we fade out on this image.



Colombo

Crystal arrived at the hotel in Colombo and she was doing her best to be incognito as she made sure to wear a hood over her head. A pair of shades to cover her eyes among everything else. On any other day the arrogant Hollywood hottie wouldn’t mind gloating for all of the cameras. She didn’t mind the paparazzi following her everywhere she went but she felt embarrassed as she was titleless. She didn’t have anything to gloat about. She was left feeling empty. All she wanted to do was to check into her hotel and be far away from the public eye as she could. She just received her hotel room key from a hotel clerk and all that was left was to make it into her hotel room. Crystal walked over to the hotel elevator and that is when a voice called out to her. One that spoke in Spanish.

Mercedes: Holas mis amiga. Donde vas?!

That person that called out to her was none other than her longtime friend Mercedes Vargas. The two had often competed around the world with one another and with them both being in SCW Crystal really felt as if she had a true friend on the roster. Crystal really didn’t want to be seen but it couldn’t be helped. She slowly turned around and greeted Mercedes with a simple.

Crystal: Si?!

As Crystal turned around she was meant a hug from the Argentine beauty. Slung over one of her shoulders was the SCW Bombshell Tag Team Championship. Crystal looked away in disgust as she didn’t even want to bother looking at Mercedes right now.

Mercedes: Oh what’s wrong?! You know you don’t have to act like that Christina. It was one simple match. I am sure you are going to get right back on track. After all that’s what you tend to do anyway isn’t it?! Crystal get’s beaten then she begins to rise back up in fashion like the rose that she is. She showcases her thorns and she pricks whoever pisses her off or rubs her in the wrong way. Isn’t that about right?!

Crystal just scoffed as her eyes were drawn back to the gold on Mercedes shoulder. She crossed her arms as she looked back into the eyes of Mercedes.

Crystal: Do you really have to bring that damn thing everywhere you go?! It’s just getting a little irritating to even stare at it right now.

Mercedes: Why because Keira beat you?! Look you already know how I feel about the entire situation. It’s was absolutely ridiculous. Of all the ways to lose a championship and you had to lose it in that way?! That’s simply ridiculous but I guess I should be happy for something. At least Keira did me a favor.

Crystal: And that would be?!

Mercedes: She made sure that my six month reign as champion would live on and that potentially the woman who might have the best potential to break that length of a reign was cut short. Not to mention it’s not easy being a three time holder of the belt either. Seems like I have a few records within that division that will never be broken or even matched. But hey if you somehow do manage to get your way past Keira. You could at least say you were a two time champion and you will be right on my heels right?!

Crystal couldn’t help but give Mercedes a simple blank stare as she shook her head in disgust.

Crystal: Go ahead brag it up… It’s always like you to be Miss stat book isn’t it?! At least I can say that I defeated the woman that ended your reign as champion. You really seemed to really struggle beating that British meathead but I beat her Mercedes! I beat Natalie McKinley and that’s something that even you struggled to do! Not only did I beat her but I did so twice.

Mercedes giggles again as she let’s a fake cough escape her lips.

Mercedes: Ahem… After you lost to her like three times as La Paloma… Guess that was one dove who let a newbie wrestler clip her wings wasn’t it…

Crystal: You really love your humor don’t you?! So anyway what did you want Mercedes?! As you could see I really didn’t want to be bothered. I was on the way to my hotel room as I didn’t want to be questioned or asked about anything having to do with what happened at the last show.

Mercedes: Actually I had a few things to get off of my chest. First thing is i appreciate you really being there for Delia and I. No one wanted to accept us after what happened  as being apart of the Mean Girls but you were right there, and I think you for it… Truthfully Delia and I both thank you for it.

Crystal: You don’t have to thank me for anything. I was never one to go with how the mass feels about people. Like I never gave a shit about how they felt with me. I simply just do what I do best. In the same way I still think that Amy Marshall is a disgusting slut that shouldn’t even be touched a stick, yet whether people think she is awesome or not. That’s on them, I won’t conform to how others feel. As far as Delia goes I personally think she’s a sweetheart. Both of you really and Mercy you and I go way back. It wasn’t that long ago when we were both cheering Argentina to win the Men’s World Cup. You know we will both forever continue to cheer on the fact that #LatinasDoItBetter

Mercedes: Actually what I wanted to talk to you about is about your attitude as of late. I have been noticing you have been getting a bit more verbal, more edgy, and considering we have been really close friends for like 7 years now I know what is about to come up next, and I want you to be careful. Don’t get too arrogant for your own good and don’t overlook Keira. Because the moment you do that, that is going to be your own undoing.

Crystal snaps back as she yells at Vargas.

Crystal: So you don’t think I am good enough to beat the snot out of Keira?!

Mercedes: It’s not that all all Christina… It’s just your holier art thou attitude. The fact that I have been noticing you associating with Mikah on Twitter as of late. Are you sure you are on the right path. If you need someone to talk to you know Delia and I are right there. You can come to us whenever you need us. We are only a phone call away…;

Crystal: Yeah that’s so easy for you to understand when you are waving a championship right in my face!

Mercedes: No it’s not that at all it’s just that…

Crystal: And Amanda and Veronica get rewarded for losing by being a chance to possibly earn a shot at the biggest prize in the company, and yet there’s Crystal Hilton. Stuck in the loop of seeing if she even has what it takes to beat Keira. If she can possibly regain what she lost. IT’S MORE THAN A FUCKING TITLE TO ME!!!! Me winning that Roulette Championship was something that my daughter got too see. Something my father was able to look down upon from heaven and see, it was something I worked damn hard into achieving, and just like that it’s gone. People however don’t want to feel bad for me, they instead want to praise that idiot like she did something smart, and that’s what’s bothering me!

Mercedes: Crystal…

Crystal: Don’t patronize me! You know what… Just enjoy your day Vargas! I am going to my room… I think we are done here….

Mercedes shrugs her shoulders as she watches Crystal walk away from her. Crystal did have two close friends she could go to. She knew that Delia and Mercedes were right there for her but something really caught a hold of her. She felt bitter. She felt envious at the fact that her friends Delia, Vargas, and even Mikah all had something she didn’t have. It was time to get even… And time to get back what she lost… and if she didn’t get it she would send the message that she wasn’t going to take anything anymore. It was going to be the Crystal way or no way… Crystal finally reached her room and as she closed the door behind her she couldn’t help but to crack an evil grin. Climax Control would indeed be the night where her life would change, and she didn’t give a damn how anyone felt about it. She was going to do what was best for her…

And that was make sure that Crystal Hilton was indeed the center of attention...;

 Los Angeles, California
A few days after Mayhem in Morocco

Crystal Hilton found herself back to her beloved Los Angeles, California. She couldn’t wait to be back in California, and the sooner she got the hell out of Morocco the better. What made things better is that she was able to return back to her home state with the SCW Roulette Bombshell Championship slung over her shoulder. Crystal was all smiles as she walked into her movie studio. Immediately she was rushed by countless interviewers. Each of them all shoving microphones in the face of the Rose Goddess in hopes to get a word with her. Crystal smiled warmly as she held the championship high into the air licking her lips slightly as she walked in her own movie studio.

“Miss Hilton may we have a word with you?!”

“How does it feel to have done what you said you were going to do?!”

“Now that you have finally gotten over the Natalie McKinley hump what is next for you?!”

Crystal however wasn’t paying any attention to any of the questions as she instead just looked at her championship and smiled. She held it up proudly once again as she patted it again and again. Her eyes moved to that of the room.

Crystal: I know I am a hot commodity but in all honesty there won’t be any interviews. At least not today. It’s not going to be when you all want it, it’s going to be WHEN I want it. None of you had any faith in me. None of you believed in me. There was only the select few but now I stand in front of all of you as a proud champion. As someone you can actually praise, someone you can worship. Don’t talk to me like you know me. You only respond when you are being talked too. Now where is my red carpet?! When am I going to get my footprint and handprint imprinted on the Hollywood walk of fame?! When am I going to start getting the respect that I rightfully deserve?!

Crystal smiles warmly as she snaps her fingers and immediately she is instantly brought a Hollywood chair. She takes a seat in the chair before she crosses her feet together. She drapes the title across her lap before she calls some of her personal attendants over. They make sure to bring over things such as combs and what have you. As they start combing the Hollywood Starlet’s hair. They begin to do her makeup, and her eyes move to that of the camera as she lets a wide grin escape her lips.She smiles warmly as she begins to speak to the cameras.

Crystal: You know this was supposed to be my big day of celebration. The day where I was just going to relax. Maybe hit up Malibu have a couple of drinks by the beach. Live the Starlet life but immediately after winning MY Bombshell Roulette Championship I am being told that I actually have to defend it against the worthless English piece of crap that couldn’t get the job done in Morocco. What has she done to warrant herself a rematch for my title?! The fact is she got her ass beaten. She talked herself up so much that she beat La Paloma again and again. She made it a habit to rub it in that losing to her was something that cut me deep and to be honest it did hurt me because I knew since day one that I was ten times better than that oversized meathead that wants to call herself being a wrestler. Do I respect Natalie?! No I don’t because she should have never beaten me in the first place. When I first came to SCW I just wanted to play things cool. I just wanted to stay in the shadows and slowly move up the ladder. Slowly moving up while keeping myself hidden from losers such as Amy Marshall who just don’t know how to move on from the past. Who I had to sit through listening to how much she hated EMF which was a team I was once apart of. I tried to hide away from that, but it just didn’t seem to do me any good because I felt like I was holding myself. Like I was trying to subject myself to what everyone wanted from me.

Crystal smiles warmly as she continues to speak some more.

Crystal: But as it currently stands I am not subjecting myself to what anybody expects of me. I am free to be me and that’s one hundred percent Bitch all of the time and there isn’t a thing that anybody can do about it. Not the Mean Girls, not Roxi Johnson, not Amy Marshall, and damn sure not Natalie McKinley. Hell Keira Fischer can get it to if she decides to use her Queen of the Hill prize on me. But let’s get back to oversized generic meathead in Natalie.

Crystal licks her lips as she continues to speak some more.

Crystal: She thought she was so high and mighty being in the gym before our match. Posting pictures of her flexing her muscles like that was supposed to impress me. Like it was supposed to make me give a damn about her worth as a competitor. And as great as she might have been during her debut we definitely aren’t the same two people anymore. We aren’t on the same wave length. I am far better than she could ever hope to be. My star is shining closer than it has ever before, and finally in SCW. I have become a champion and it’s something that you might as well get accustomed to seeing because this championship won’t be going anyway for a very long time. I plan to overtake what my good friend Mercedes did with this title, and I plan to be the greatest Roulette Bombshell company that this company has ever seen. So spin that wheel baby. Spin it round and round. It doesn’t matter the match type. It doesn’t matter the stipulation. You are getting perfection in it’s finest form, and you are getting a woman that is ready to stomp through the competition like she should have been doing since day one.

Crystal smiles again as she nods her head offering a wide grin again.

Crystal: Natalie let me ask you this question. How did you see our last match going?! Was it merely a fluke to you?! Was my win surprising?! Well I didn’t think it to be a shocker as everyone thought it was I knew what I had to do in order to get the job done. And I did exactly that. Everyone saw this match as being a successful title defense for Natalie. Another match in which she just steam rolls over Hilton but that didn’t happen. You all were made to be fools and now the title has emerged around the waist of someone with class, someone with beauty, and someone who absolutely deserves it. Natalie what are you going to do in order to prove that you deserve this title more than me?! Are you going to put countless hours in at the gym?! You gonna beef up and eat your supplements?! What are you planning to do in order to take what I just won?! Don’t answer that because it honestly doesn’t matter. I work damn near hard to win this title and I am not going to get swallowed up in the likes of being one and done as a champion. I am a champion, and I am going to defend it with pride even though you clearly don’t deserve it. So cameramen make sure you all keep the films rolling. Roll the red carpet out for me, and keep your eyes on me because I plan to steal the show in ways you could never imagine. This is my title and it won’t be going anywhere anytime soon.

Crystal smiles widely as she looks straight into the camera.

Crystal: Not now, not tomorrow, and not ever. This is my time to shine. Now if you would excuse me I think it’s time for my closeup.

Crystal makes a camera motion with her hands as she points it at herself. She smiles warmly as the cameras keep filming her, and she just grins widely as we fade out on this image.





Crystal’s Home
Hollywood Hills, California

Crystal was finally back at her Hollywood mansion. The cameras had finally stopped following her as she was now in the privacy of her own home. She carried her Roulette Championship with her before placing it on her coffee table. She wanted to be reminded of the hard work that she had put into actually winning the championship, and didn’t want to leave this feeling of being on cloud nine. Things were quiet in the house, and since winning the title it had been all about publicity. She was accustomed to the Hollywood life and it was something she wouldn’t trade for anything. The constant following of paparazzi. The constant invitations to various events. It didn’t get any better for Crystal, and while Crystal may have seemed like a Bitch in the public eye. She was all about her image, and all about appearance. But deep down behind the cameras behind the attitude, and the egomaniac was a woman who was proud of what she had accomplished. She took a seat at her coffee table and picked up a photo of her with her father. She looked up at the ceiling as she started to speak out loud.

Crystal: Well dad. I finally did it. It just sucks that you aren’t around to see it, but if you could I know you would be proud of me. I know that my methods don’t necessarily go with what you taught me back at wrestling school but why should I hide anything about myself?! If I have the talent why wouldn’t I want to flaunt it especially knowing that I am better than everyone else out there?! I mean I am a woman named Hilton living in Los Angeles. What’s not to love with that, and when you have a face that looks like this. And beautiful hair that is properly done. I don’t really have a reason to hide who or what I am. So rest up dad. Your daughter is safe, and she is a champion!!!!!!!!

Crystal smiles as she grabs the championship and begins to clutch it tightly. She begins to throw a giggle fit like a schoolgirl and that is when something gains her attention. It’s that of a sobbing voice. Crystal puts her championship down on the table as she rises up walking off in the direction of the loud sobs. She traced it and it came from her daughter’s room. Crystal offered a loud sigh as she reached Brittany’s room, and without hesitation. She cracked open the door and walked inside her daughter’s room. There the 15 year old girl was. She was steadily crying on the bed. Crystal looked down at Brittany who’s iPhone had been tossed at the wall. Crystal looked down at the iPhone 6 before she turned her attention back over to her daughter.

Crystal: Breaking phones now are we?! Brittany you have any idea how much that phone cost?! Granted if you wanted a new phone. You didn’t have to break your old one. You could have just told me. I could have called someone to take you get a new one. Whatever you want it wouldn’t have been an issue to replace.

Crystal sits down to her daughter giving her a hug. She squeezes her tightly as she smiles warmly, but Brittany isn’t smiling as she moves her eyes back to her mother. She offers a long sigh in return as she looks at her mom.

Brittany: I am not crying over the phone… It’s my boyfriend… He broke up with me… He broke up with me and told me that he just didn’t love me anymore, and he had his interest in someone else.

Brittany begins to sob even more than before and Crystal just seems disgusted as she shakes her head not really believing it. She had flames in her eyes as she looks right back at Brittany.

Crystal: What do you mean he just broke up with you?! Who the hell does he think he is?! Nobody should ever treat a Hilton like that. You may have your father’s last name but deep down you are a Hilton, and I just want you to know that you were better than him to begin with. It wasn’t meant to be. Whoever heard of a Williams and a worthless Kane being together anyway. It’s just something that has always been looked down upon, and this is probably for the best.

Brittany however isn’t trying to hear that as she screams right back at her mother.

Brittany: But you don’t understand he was my everything mom! He told me all these things, and it’s like it doesn’t mean anything. The moment he tells me he’s breaking up with me is the same moment that he’s taking me off of his relationship status and putting someone else in his status instead. It’s stupid, and I don’t know what I am going to do with my life right now…

Crystal just shakes her head as she pulls Brittany in close to her. She hugs her tightly as she offers a long sigh in return.

Crystal: Brittany give it a rest. First of all I wouldn’t worry about it that much. You do realize that being my direct lineage that already gives you an advantage. Second you only just turned 15. I wouldn’t be so quick to cry a river of some boy breaking your heart. There will be plenty of other boys in the sea. Plenty of other guys who are actually going to like you for who you are. I know what Jordan did to you was absolutely disheartening but why worry about little things. You have a whole life ahead of you. You still have high school to finish, you still have college to think about. And of course your high school softball team. If I have my way you will be tearing things up earning a scholarship to Michigan State, and being a member of the Lady Spartans you know how I feel about that team.

Brittany just shakes it off as she offers a long sigh once again.

Brittany: Whatever, and you can’t tell me about not having heartbreak when you ended up marrying your high school sweetheart.

Crystal shakes her head as she looks back at Brittany.

Crystal: Actually I was too busy being a mother way too early than I should have been, but that was never a mistake, and I never made you seem like one. I was young and I gave up school to be a mother to you. I stayed my high school sweetheart so that you wouldn’t be another statistic of a child that didn’t have their father in their life. I dropped out of school to take care of you. I know that you don’t necessarily like the way that I act sometimes but everything that I do is so that when you become of age that entire legacy will be left for you. I want you to be stronger in the areas in which I was weak in. I want you to be better than what I ever could be. Jordan may have left you but it only opened the door for you to focus on other things in life. You are smart Brittany a very smart girl. Just stay focus on that and I promise it will take you to heights you never dreamed of…

Crystal nods her head as she continues to speak.

Crystal: I know lately I have been acting selfish. I have been into myself and I been overly excited over my recent title win but you know I would trade it all in to make sure that you are happy because you are my first priority. You are the only thing that’s important and I don’t want to let anything get in the way of that you feel me Brittany?!

Brittany continues to cry for a few more moments before she looks back at her mother. Trying her best to wipe the tears from out of her eyes.

Brittany: Thank you for being a mom. Do you think we could have a mother and daughter day sometime?! Away from the cameras away from everything and just have some quality time between the both of us?!

Crystal: Brittany you know you don’t ever have to ask me that right?! Whatever you want to do I am all for it, and if it’s going to help you move on past Jordan than we can go for it. My biological mother wasn’t there for me when I was growing up. I was adopted by my aunt and I promised I wouldn’t be the woman that my own mother was. I would be there for you no matter how selfish I got. You would be the thing that keeps me from getting too wrapped up into things. So what do you want from this day between us what do you want to do?!

Brittany: You think we could hit up the batting cages. Show me how you used to hit when you were on the team?!

Crystal smiles warmly as she looks back at her daughter.

Crystal: Oh that sounds doable, there’s no time like the present. So why don’t you go clean yourself up and we can head over to the cages. I think I can show you a thing or two of how your mom used to get down.

Crystal grins as she walks out of the room leaving Brittany to herself. Crystal smiled as she knew that if there is one thing that her father stressed more than anything. It was being there for family. No matter how evil Crystal would become nothing would get in the way of her relationship with her daughter.

 Finally.

To be honest this is the moment I have desperately been waiting for. I have been waiting for the moment where I could step inside of the ring with one of those Mean Girls, and in a short few days I will finally get that chance when I go toe to toe with Amanda Cortez and her partner Despayre taking on the likes of Bo Dreamwolf and myself. I know this is going to be one of the hardest matches that I have ever faced in SCW. I know going against the likes of Natalie McKinley and Jessie Salco were absolutely tough but this match is not one to be taken likely.

As it currently stands though. My opponents this week are that of tag team wrestlers. They both have had some success within the tag team divisions here. Despayre a multi time Tag Team Champion. So he has some history of working well with others. But to be honest that is going to be a problem that I am going to let my partner Bo take care of. My main issue, the main thing I have to focus on in this match is that of Amanda Cortez.

I am just going to call it like I see it. I absolutely don’t like you. I don’t like any of the Mean Girls for that matter. Let me take that comment back. The only one that I even remotely respect is Mercedes Vargas and that’s because the two of us have a friendship that goes way back. What I don’t appreciate is hearing others speaking as if I was one of you. As If I am running around with the likes of you all, and that is not me at all. I don’t need to associate myself with a bunch of pretentious twats who find themselves to be better than everyone else. I don’t need anyone to help me stand on my own.

I rather do the things that will benefit solely me, and that’s something that I don’t think you understand. Do I respect you as a competitor? Of course I do Amanda. I respect everyone that I find myself stepping into the ring with, but what I don’t appreciate is the constant shots that are taken at me. Whether it be from Delia or even from you. Shots where you are telling me to shut up among other things.

Who are you to tell me to do anything?! You don’t know what I am capable of. You don’t know about the ability I possess. You barely know anything about me, and that will ultimately be your own undoing. What’s so special about being a Mean Girl anyway?! Do you get a special membership card for being apart of it?! Is it something that’s supposed to impress me?!

Because it’s not doing any of the sort… As I said before clearly not impressed by any of it. I just don’t like you Amanda and you are making our people look bad, and I guess that’s another reason why I am finding it in myself to be more harsher than usual. You just like me are that of Puerto Rican descent. You reside in Los Angeles, and expect things just to be given to you. That’s all I ever see from the Mean Girls.

I don’t need to hang out with anyone to show everyone just who the hell I am. I do that by competing in the ring, and simply proving why I am as great as I say I am within the confines of the wrestling ring. If there is one thing that means the absolute world to me. It’s showing everyone in this company that Bo and I have all the potential to win this entire tournament. We are more than capable of fighting our asses off to eventually make it to the finals. I don’t give a damn who finds their way into facing us the result will ultimately be the same. You sit there on your high horse thinking you are better than everyone else. You thinking that you deserve all of this attention because you are a champion.

You think I care about that?!

I honestly hate how you are disrespecting me. First of all the name is Crystal… Where the hell are you getting Chrystal from?!

This tournament means everything to me because it symbolizes that you are the best of the best. Whether it’s competing off against a legend from yesterday to the competitor of the future. It’s all about being in the mix with the best of the best, and I want to be remembered. I want to be the best. Amanda you are nothing more than a roadblock of what I really aim to do. Climax Control that roadblock will be broken. A Mean Girl will be put in their place, and Bo and I will move on farther in this tournament.

On that much you can rest assured of…

This is one Rose that refuses to wither away…




Crystal arrived in Norway with her teenage daughter. Brittany was nothing but smiles as she kept her eyes locked on her mother as she looked around grinning as she heard the different accents that flowed from the mouths of everyone they walked right by.

“Wow mom… So this is what it feels like to be in a different country?! It feels so amazing. Everyone has a different accent, and it was cool to travel on the airplane all the way over here. It was super cool! Hopefully we could eat somewhere good tonight?!”

Crystal however didn’t pay any attention to her as her mind was clearly somewhere else. Crystal just offered a long sigh as she looked down into the eyes of her daughter. “Yeah… I guess so pumpkin...Always nice to travel.”

Something was bothering Crystal as the girl just sighed as the two of them walked into the elevator to head towards their hotel room. The elevator was just the two of them, and Brittany looked up at her mother as she shrugged her shoulders at her.

“What’s the matter?!”

Crystal slowly looked back at her daughter as she shrugged her shoulders at her. I guess Brittany ahd caught on to what was going on as Crystal wasn’t her normal cheerful self. She let a fake smile escape her lips as she looked down at her daughter. “It’s just everything seems to be so overwhelming Brittany. I have a lot on my plate and this week marches my first journey with that of the Mean Girls. Looks Like I have to deal with Amanda Cortez, and that’s fine. But with the way Delia was talking junk to me on Twitter. It’s only going to be a matter of time before I will find my way into doing battle with all of them…”

Brittany nods her head as she looks back at her mother. “All of them… Which eventually you may have to step in the ring with…”

“Yes Mercedes… And the two of us go a long way. I honestly don’t know if I am ready for that. We go a long way and….”

“I know you might not be ready for it but you have to do what you have to do Mom. It just happens that way sometimes. Also it’s apparent that it was going to happen anyway. It’s just the nature of war…”

“Yes that’s what I am afraid of… But I will do what I must… Even if I don’t like it…”

Crystal offered a long uneasy sigh as we fade out on them.

 So this is it. Inception and it’s the night where I will be walking a match where I can actually earn some SCW Tag team gold.

Tonight you get the combined powers of Crystal and Jade. Crystal and Jade I really like the sound of that. It is two things that sound like they just go together, and we will be walking into a match where we will have the opportunity to become champions. I feel like this is what I wanted all along and I won’t throw this opportunity away.

I know Championship opportunities don’t always come but finally it’s a time to shine, and I came a long way since hiding behind that of a mask. Getting my ass beat by the likes of Natalie McKinley and many others. It’s been a while since I was fighting for the right to become a champion, but you will be getting the Rose Goddess herself along with Jade a veteran of the sport. You get two women who know what they want and they will do whatever it takes to bring the championships home.

On one side you have Amy Marshal and Jessie Salco. I know Jessie and I haven’t gotten along in the past and there is some bad blood between us but I think all of that was settled the moment I beat her and proved to her that I was better than her inside of the ring, and she is also teamming up with Amy Marshal. A woman who I have never been friendly with but my first week after removing my mask Amy was among the first people to greet me backstage and I just want to say it’s been a pleasure watching her wrestle. Although I didn’t care for the week that she threw me under the bus of my legacy in another company.

It’s all good right.

You have a team that we defeated in order to get into this match and you have another team who is just there.

When it comes down to it. Experience will play into a factor and that is obviously where Jade and I have the advantage in.

I am entering in this match with one purpose and one purpose only.

And that is to win.

So best of luck but you will see why this Rose simply refuses to fade away...

 Well, well, well. let me be the first to say that it feels good to be competing in the ring again. Not only do I get to competed again but I get to do so in Las Vegas, Nevada. In the city of sin itself, in the city where in whatever happens in Vegas will stay in Vegas. Last time I found myself competing in the ring I was involved in a triple threat match in which I wasn’t even involved in the final decision of the match, however because of Traci Patterson I ended up losing the match and was left off of the super card. Do you honestly think I care that there are new SCW Bombshell Tag Team Champions, A Roulette championship match being competed for on Climax Control?

To be honest I couldn’t really give a damn because in my eyes the only thing that I am worried about is making sure that the spotlight is on me at all times. I only care about bringing a championship around my waist and sending my fans home happy. I don’t really care about anything else that is going on.

The only thing that matters is the fact that I look good, and it pains me that my first match back happens to be a tag team match. A match in which I could lose by someone else making a mistake. Jade you know that means you right? You and I have the ability on this show to do something really magical. This could be a tag team that has the power to do something special inside of the ring. After all with a name like Jade, and with my name being Crystal I feel like we go together

Crystal and Jade. Two jewels that are valuable in their own right. That is what we are Jade. We are both valuable. True dime pieces who could be the very heart of this tag team division. If we can somehow work together then there should be no reason why the two of us can’t walk away with the win here. I understand Jade that you horribly dropped the ball against Roxi Johnson, and I can see why you froze in the limelight.

It’s been a while since you were relevant. A while since you actually did something important. But today is your lucky day because we get to compete on the 100th Climax Control. You get to team up with a true legend. A woman who came to this company as a big deal. One people quickly drooled over, but that’s just the life of a Hollywood hottie like myself. Not only do I have a wonderful acting career but my true passion has always been that of wrestling, and I am damn good at that.

So Fallen make sure you pay attention. Make sure you get ready because after being forced to sit the Supercard out, it’s about time that I get into the spotlight like I deserve. Does it really matter if I have to carry Jade on the way there?!

To be honest that doesn’t matter. I am not here for friends. I am not here to be on anyone’s side in the locker room. The only thing I care about is winning, and I will do whatever it takes to pull out that win. This is my time to shine and you better believe I am going to make the absolute best of it.

This is one rose that simply refuses to wither away…

Nothing, and I mean nothing will stop this rose from blossoming…





November 27th
Los Angeles, California

For everyone in the United. November 27th this year marked the day of Thanksgiving. The day most American families but for one Crystal Hilton. Thanksgiving this year fell on a day that’s far more important than any other holiday known to man because November 27th just so happened to be Crystal’s birthday. Crystal smiled as she hovered over a cake with candles. Rose designed of course. Crystal chuckled as her teenage daughter hovered over her.

Brittany: Happy Birthday mommy. So I guess today you are the big 27 now…

Crystal grins as her attention never leaves off of the cake.

Crystal: You got that right. 27 years old… God I don’t want to be old… Hopefully I can stay 27 for ever because Lord knows I am going to have a serious midlife crisis the moment I reach 30.

Zelda: What’s worse Brittany is your mom has a habit of just magically De-Aging herself. We all know that your mother is really 28 this birthday not 27…

Crystal: Damn it Z, I am 27!!! Why do you have to lie to my daughter for?!

Zelda: How am I the one that’s lying. You are the one who prides herself on being an actress. A woman makes a hobby of portraying someone else because she isn’t satisfied on who she is.

Crystal: What do you mean isn’t satisfied on who I am?! I will have you know that I am a really good wrestler, besides being involved heavily into video games doesn’t make you that involved in reality. But back to the 27 thing. I am 27 damn it!

Zelda: I mean you lie about being 27… You lie talking yourself up like you are a credible wrestler, and let’s not even start on your career as an actress. I saw the black friday ads with your movies in them. Selling your movies as a part of special penny sales.

Crystal: ….

Zelda: Come on  don’t get mad that you are only worth a penny. It could be worse you could be free but you should be happy that people actually want to spend money on you.

Crystal:... Can we just get back to celebrating my birthday?! You really are getting iritating Z and I can’t take it. Let’s just eat some cake and go from there.

Zelda: I think somebody is jelly is because they can’t help but press the suck button constantly. It’s ok you should be happy to have me as a best friend. Where would you be without me?

 Dallas Texas
Star Wars Convention

The scene opens up and this time we find ourselves in Dallas Texas. We are able to see Crystal Hilton and she is standing side by side next to her best friend Zelda Knite. The two are at the Dallas Convention Center for a Star Wars Convention. They both seem to be in a cosplay of some sorts as Crystal is sporting a white cloaked hooded robe, and Zelda beside her is wearing a black hood. A group of hardcore Star Wars fanatics run up to Crystal and Zelda as they immediately shove sharpie markers and pads in front of them.

“OMG it’s EMF, may we have an autograph please?!”

“EMF?! Who gives a crap about EMF I just want an autograph with Zelda Knite…Who cares about Crystal Hilton anyway?”

Zelda smiles as she grabs the sharpie signing whatever the fans what them to sign. The fans run away happy leaving the two best friends standing together. Crystal seems a bit upset as she glares daggers into the eyes of her longtime best friend. “That was a bunch of bull crap right there. I mean do you always have to show off Zelda?! Everywhere we go it always seems like it’s the same thing over and over again. Somebody always wants an autograph with the legendary Zelda Knite. Nobody ever wants to grab a shot with the famous Crystal Hilton…”

Zelda grins as she looks out at all of the nerds walking around. “I can’t help it if my legion of zombies are everywhere. I am sorry that your precious Rose Buds are non existent. Let’s face it Crystal you were always my sidekick at best. You were like the Tales to my Sonic, The Luigi to my Mario….”

Crystal annoyed offers a long sigh as Zelda keeps going on and on. “You can stop with the video game references now, I think I understand what you are trying to get it after the first analogy…”

“Pikachu to Ash Catch em, Jill Valentine to Chris Redfield, Claire to Leon, Jimmy to Superman… Crystal to Zelda….”

Crystal remains speechless as Zelda follows up with a grin. “You see Christina there are born stars and there are those who are destined to be sidekicks you are one of them. It’s ok though one day you might just drift off and become something of your own or you might not do anything at all. Kind of like Steve Nash and Dirk Nowitzki…”

Crystal’s eyes open wide up at the mention of the basketball players name. “Hey you leave Nash out of this. He had a pretty good career. He’s a two time MVP winner not to mention he’s a Laker now, and you know how I feel about my Lakers.”

“True but what has he done without being on my Mavericks?! AT LEAST MY MAVERICKS WON THE CHAMPIONSHIP!!! Personal accolades don’t mean anything.”

“Yeah Z but…”

“But nothing stop making excuses for why you always have your finger on the suck button. You need to get on my level Crystal. You need to get up here. YOU NEED TO GET ON MY LEVEL!!!”

Crystal shakes her head in disgust. “But Z I am taller than you… You know what? Why are you always disrespecting me? Why did I even bother to drive an hour and a half out of the way to visit you again?”

“Because your wrestling career is meaningless?! Because you know you need me?! Because you are dying to be my shadow again, and without me you will equate to nothing…”

Crystal’s face turns red as she seems to be getting angry. :”I can be something Zelda… I am just a little patch that’s all but I will get out of it damn it, and when I do…”

“What exactly are you going to do?!” Zelda says with a snicker. “What exactly will you do… It’s not like you are me when you get in the ring. I wouldn’t dare let any goomba stand in my way of achieving what I set out to do. I do what I do best, and simply stomp them the hell out. Let them know that they aren’t on par with me.”

“Zelda just shut up. It’s always like you to always make this about you.” Zelda however cuts Crystal off as she begins to speak back. “You are lucky I don’t have a suitcase with me Crystal because I would totally tell you to get stuffed inside of it. That’s all we ever did when we teamed up anyway. It was always me carrying you around somewhere. Carrying you to tag team gold, and what have you. What have you been doing since we haven’t been teaming up with one another…”

Crystal whispers under her breath as she looks back at Zelda with a sigh. “Losing every match…”

“WHAT WAS THAT CRYSTAL?! I can’t hear you…”  

“I have lost every single match without you Z… Way to rub it in…”

Zelda can’t help but grin as she glares deeply into Crystal’s eyes. “Just validating a point… You are nothing without me. I bet without me by your side next thing you know you would be telling me that you lost to Amy Marshall or something…”

“....”

“What is it now?!”

Crystal sighs as she just stares back at the former legend. “It’s just that I am actually facing Amy’s tag team partner on the next Climax Control and….”

Zelda reaches into her pocket and pulls out her light saber. All the nerds at the convention are grinning as a blue lightsaber lights up. “You fight me right now. I need to see where my young padawan is at before we go into intense training. Let’s see how you stand to Darth Militis…”

“Z I am not doing this here, this is stupid and…” Before you know it Zelda swings the saber right for Crystal’s head, and Crystal sighs as she falls into the trap of her best friend. She quickly pulls out her saber as the two best friends begin duking it out for all of the world to see.





So another week down, and it’s another week of not living up to my potential, not living up to the Hype that I have established for myself. Sometimes I question why did I even bother with trying to jump into the fray of SCW. I thought I could come into this company making a statement. I thought I would be able to rise through the ranks and quickly make it to the top but every week goes by and it’s another week and finding out that there is someone better than me waiting to use me as a stepping stone to make an impact.

Natalie desperately wanted to use me to ascend through the competition to prove that she was more than just being background noise, that she was more than just the sideshow act, and what did she do? She went out and she defeated me to showcase that there was more depth to her than what people perceived. I had two chances to enter into the Roulette Championship match and in both outings I came up short not being able to make it into the championship match.

I had the pleasure of being able to be in Lexi Styles return match and although I gave her everything I had it just wasn’t enough to get over the hurdle. Perhaps wrestling has changed over these past few years. We are now in an age where I am not the dominant woman that I once thought myself to be. That acting on talking a good game doesn’t really get you anyway as it did before.

But it has to be much more than just that. I think what my problem has been is that I just didn’t have the passion that I once had. I used to be in a position where overcoming the hurdles of my match used to be the most important thing to me. It didn’t matter how much the odds were stacked against me. It didn’t matter who I was up against. The only thing that ever mattered was going down to the ring to put on the match of a lifetime, and getting by on that alone.

I seem to have fallen so far from those days, and I am now in a place where I let my ego get the best of me, and everything I say is mere words. There isn’t any action to back it up. What is it that you want from me?! Do you want the bitch that is Crystal Hilton?! Do you want the Hollywood Hottie that places herself on a high pedestal and doesn’t give a damn on what she has to do to get to the top.

Whether fight, claw, scratch, or even sell herself to get there. Is that what you are all waiting to see from me?! You are waiting to see me get all Mean Girl like and go from there. If that’s what you really want from me then so be it. Everyone seems to be writing me off like a blank check like they expect to easily get one over on Crystal Hilton, and that’s where things become really ridiculous.

Jessie Salco I was honestly all set to come out here and be nice to you. Was ready to talk you up claim how you were a great Bombshell Tag Team Champion. How you and Amy Marshall did some wonderful things within the division and you should be happy that you were champion for as long as you were, but any hopes of that went away when you kept trying to question me on Twitter, and use me as an example.

I am nobody’s stepping stone, and I refuse to be one any longer. You know who is to blame for the Mean Girls holding all the championships. You are as much to blame as anybody else. It’s simple you messed up in the ring. You didn’t get the job done and now you have a few idiots running around like they run this company. I honestly thought all of this was behind me. The days of getting so wrapped with an opponent to the point where I flat out dislike them. If anyone I thought I would have had this issue with Amy Marshall but to be honest she and I were cool when we spoke to each other a fews weeks ago.

You on the other hand are a major Bitch, a major cunt who should have never spewed my name out of your mouth. One who will know why this rose prefers to be beautiful but when need be she isn’t afraid to showcase her thorns, and I am going to showcase that the moment we step in the ring with each other.

So go ahead look past me if you want too. Look towards the Mean Girls, in reality your mind should solely be focused on me because I am going to knock your block off. There’s a reason why my moniker is that of being the Rose Goddess. It’s because I leave people in a state where they will have no choice but to bow to me whether they want to or not. Are you ready to be put on your knees? I am sure it’s a position you are quite familiar with, and I know you know what that’s all about teaming up with my buddy Amy.

No Amy that’s not a diss towards saying you suck, it’s just the whole porn star thing, knees, suck jokes… Oh nevermind…

The point I am trying to make is that Salco you are a sideshow act at best. You aren’t good enough to be in the limelight by yourself. You need Amy to carry you along. What’s your biggest claim to fame?!

Being a 3 week transitional Roulette Champion at best?!

Please… Don’t even make me laugh. I am not here for friends. I am not here to get caught up in this ridiculous war between all of you and the Mean Girls. The only thing I care about is rising through the ranks and doing whatever it takes for the Goddess to reclaim her throne. Line up the competition in front of me and I will go through each and every single person in my path.

Stepping stone?! You are more like road block, and I personally don’t believe in detours. It’s time to knock you the hell out of my way so I can continue on with my journey.

For I am Crystal Hilton, and nothing will ever stop my rose from blossoming.

Perfection simply doesn’t fail...

 Off Camera
Los Angeles, California
Huge Estate

Paloma found herself entering into her Los Angeles estate. It was one of the many homes that the masked beauty had made for herself. She walked into the house wearing her mask. Her father followed her closely from behind. She slowly took off her mask as she stared back at her father.

“I honestly don’t know if this whole secret identity thing is my calling. I respect the life of a luchadore. I appreciate the values of being a light to the school showcasing what it means to bring the spirit and fight all the hispanic community but hiding behind a mask just isn’t me. It’s just not my calling. People need to know my name. They need to see who it is that they are stepping in the ring with the moment the bell rings. How can I get by on just being there. You of all people should know me better than anyone else. I know you wouldn’t steer me in the wrong direction but even you have to admit that my match with Natalie McKinley was missing something. It was missing that umph that I always put into my matches. The one that only I can…”

The older man closes the door behind him as he watches his daughter take her mask off. She runs her hands through her long golden brown hair as she gazes back into his eyes. He however offers a long sigh in return as he speaks back to her.

“So that’s it… You willing to just give up before the journey even begun? It’s not like you to be quitter. Whatever happened to my daughter who would put nearly everything and anything into every single one of her matches to get her point across? Whatever happened to the woman that would damn near take flight reach for new risks and didn’t care about setbacks using each and every single loss as a way of fuel to propel her on towards something better. What happened to that woman?”

La Paloma clutches the mask in her hands as she squeezes it tightly. She looks back at her father as her eyes move to that of the mask. “What happened to her?! That woman has been non existent for two years. I use to be the cream of the crop. One of the very best in the entire business. Yet it’s been three years since I held a top tier championship it’s been 2 years since I held singles gold, and on top of that two weeks ago I had to deal with hearing about somebody rip me a new one, and the only thing I could do is stand there and take it. Take every single bit of it and ignore what was said about me. I am better than that dad. Better than that. Add in that last year was the absolute worst year in my life. Going through a divorce fighting my husband for the rights of my own child. It’s been a roller coaster of events, and I can’t afford to just sit back trying to establish a new identity when I was comfortable with my old one. What’s the point of creating a new identity when my old one is in need of mending. ”

The older man looks back at his daughter as he let’s the sound of a loud sigh escape his lips. “So if you decide to do give up the mask how do you think that is going to look to all of your students back in Mexico? How is that going to look to all of the people that put their all into you. That trusted you in trying to help further define the art of Lucha in other places away from Mexico…”

The woman get’s frustrated as she squeezes her mask tighter than before. “Dad I don’t need a “BEEPING” mask to prove how much I care about Lucha. You of all people should know that it is rooted deep within my veins. After all it was in your school where I learned how to wrestle. It was your ways and your lessons that I incorporate into each one of my matches. But the landscape of SCW needs to be shaken up a bit. I love the mask. I love everything it represents but I shouldn’t have to hide behind it. People should know of my identity. They should know what I represent, and what I am bringing to the table. After two weeks ago I just can’t have anybody just flat out disrespecting me like they did…”

The father’s man looks back into the eyes of his daughter. He keeps his eyes locked on her eyes as he takes a long deep breath. He seems befuddled as he speaks back to her. “

“I didn’t think Natalie said anything that bad. I mean she basically said it was a David and Goliath encounter but the respect seemed to be there. She respected you being a veteran and…”

The woman however shakes her head as she crosses her arms looking back at her father. “This has nothing to do with Natalie. You should know exactly what I am talking about. It’s just sort of getting to me. You have all of this commotion going on with the Mean Girls and I am left lurking in the shadows trying to hide myself. The fans don’t want me to hide. They don’t deserve it. They need me. They need me to take a stand, and to fight. Whether it’s against the biggest evil, or even defending my own name. Making a new name for myself is out of the question when my own name has so many accolades and accomplishments tied to it. What am I really running away from by hiding behind a mask dad? What is it that is really plaguing me. I respect the hell out of the mask but my justification for wearing it are all for the wrong reasons. Lucha legends wore their masks as  a sign of honor, as a sense of pride. It defined who they are. Yet I am doing it to hide, to run away from what or who I was. I am tired of lurking in the shadows. Tired of trying to glance at things from afar. I think it’s truly time to be just like a dove spread my wings and fly above the rest, and no matter what you say. Nothing will take away from that…”

The father just laughs as he shakes his head.

“That lasted longer than I thought. I honestly didn’t think you would last past the first match but it is what it is. I can’t hold your hand and tell you what to do. You are 26 and it’s on you to choose what you want to do in your life. You have had a success wrestling career, and I will admit losing to Natalie may look like a setback but if there is anyone who knows how to find a way to bounce back. If there is one way to pick themselves up it’s you. It has always been you…”

The woman however just stands there as she shakes her head offering a long sigh in return as she speaks back to her father. “This has nothing to do with losing to Natalie. It was just the first match but she isn’t the one that really got to me. It was somebody else on the roster, and it’s really be affecting me. I don’t want people to think of me in that way. I don’t want them to think that my mere presence anywhere spells trouble. That’s not me at all. I think the biggest problem with people is that they are mixing on who I used to be and not who I am now.”

“Well to be honest you really can’t escape your past. As much as you may want to turn on it, and simply hide. The truth of the matter is that the past happened for a reason. It happened so that it could shape who you are today.”

“Exactly. I still have my regrets on leaving the school long ago, and whether I put on a mask or not. It’s not going to fix anything. What I can do however is go out to that ring on a daily basis and give everyone the best that I have to offer. Give them everything I have in every single outing. Win lose or draw put on the show of a life time. Before it was only about being the center spotlight, being the main attraction but now my view on what’s important has changed dramatically. It’s not about superficial things that don’t mean a thing. It’s about the fight, the perseverance and most of all just pouring my heart into this business. Plus I have a little one that is looking up to me. Looking to me to make the right decisions so she knows the path to follow. I might as well start doing something right for a change…”

The man finally smiles as he stares back at her. “Well if that’s the case then go… Do what you set out to do, and don’t ever look back. Most of all take flight, spread your wings and fly to the top. You have a lot at stake. It’s not about a mask any longer but it goes well beyond that. It goes to the point of believing in yourself. As long as you do that nothing can stop you from achieving what you want, and I truly mean nothing…”:

“I know dad… After all the sky is the limit right?”

The woman smiles as she turns around to give him a long passionate hug. However in the midst of that a teenager walks into the scene clad in a pair of Resident Evil Jill Valentine pajamas. Her hair wrapped into a ponytail. She smiles as she looks at them.

“Hey mommy… I didn’t know you were coming home…  I thought you were going to stay in Mexico for a bit…”

“Well things change. Anyway why don’t we get some ice cream. I got some things I want to discuss with you…”

The teenage girl’s eyes light up as she glances back at her mother. With that in mind it is on this image that we fade out on.




On Camera

The scene changes and this time we find ourselves inside of a gym somewhere in San Diego California. We are able to see La Paloma standing in the middle of a wrestling ring. She doesn’t hesitate as she does a backflip landing on her feet. She let’s the smile escape her lips and she can’t help but do it again and again. The cameras draw in closer to her face as she grins starting to speak.

“Finally the chance to compete in Southern California. The chance to compete in an area that I am very familiar with. Two weeks ago on Climax Control I had the pleasure of making my SCW debut and despite losing to Natalie it was an honor to step inside of an SCW ring. It felt good to be able to put my body on the line for the people that came to watch, and most of all it felt great to have a match with Natalie. But at the end of the day Natalie emerged as being the better wrestler on that day, and there isn’t anything that can take away from that. However I am not going to get caught up in talking about the past because you all witnessed what happened as much as I felt it. Instead I think it would be a better idea to focus on the here and now. To focus on what is staring at me on the horizon which brings me to this edition of Climax Control, and this week the stakes seem to be raised to a much higher degree.

It isn’t about breaking myself free from the cobwebs or going through the motions of nervous of what it might feel to step into an SCW ring. What matters is that I have the absolute chance of a lifetime. I have the opportunity to step in the ring with two women as a part of the Going for The Gold tournament and have the opportunity to earn myself a chance at Roulette gold. The thought of being able to be taken seriously in just my second match makes me feel honored. It makes me feel like I have a shot, and people are looking for me to step up. But I refuse to gett too complacent by thinking that this match will be equal to that of a walk in the park. That’s what happened back in Northern California. I overlooked a woman based on her inexperience in the ring, and I thought highly of myself. I thought based on how long I spent in this business and what I did elsewhere I could immediately bring myself to SCW and instantly be in the limelight.

That I could pick up on things looking I haven’t missed a beat, and soared high above the rest of the competition as if they weren’t anything to me, but Natalie proved that wasn’t the case. She was able to best me inside the ring, and I was forced to swallow my pride, and think on it for a few days. However as we are going to compete in Southern California in a city that I am familiar with let me be the first to tell you that this time around that will not be the case. This time I am going to be ready for whatever Natalie has to throw at me, and I am going to be the woman to dish back more in return. So Mckinley you can go ahead and get complacent if you want too but don’t assume that Lightning will be able to strike twice in the same location. Don’t assume that because you defeated me once doing it the second time will be just as easy.

The difference between our first match and this one is that during our first encounter you had a lot to prove. For your very first match ever you had to show that you had what it took to be able to withstand this business. You had to show everyone that you are more than just a physical trainer that you are a great athlete, and are able to handle your own inside the ring if given the chance. I can respect that but this time the roles will be reversed. Because when I step in that ring I will show that I am hungry for this match, and I am hungry to make a quick ascension to the top. Hungry to prove that I won’t let anything or anyone clip my wings before I have a chance to soar.

You kept me grounded two weeks ago but this time whether you like it or not. I will spread my wings, and I will fly high above the rest of the competition. But it’s just not you that I will be soaring over Natalie. I also have some rich snob in K2 to worry about. Katherine Kensington don’t take it personally. I can respect you wanting to get into the business. I can respect a rich girl trying to showcase that she wants to get involved in this wonderful sport. Whether it is for selfish intentions or simply because you are bored, and have nothing else to do. Whatever your reason for doing it is for your own reasons, and I won’t look down on it.

What I will look down on however is two newbies who are looking to grasp onto that spotlight. There’s only room for one and by every single thing running through my body. With every single pride that I have I won’t allow two women who are just finding their way into this woman cut in front of the veteran who is looking to stride her way back towards greatness. I am 26 years old and in wrestling that may be an age where you may question if I am really a veteran or not. But you all didn’t drop out of high school and find her way to Mexico at the age of 16 to train with her father. You all don’t have ten years of experience of being in the ring.

I just don’t respect the business, i just don’t live the business, but I am the Goddamn business and I won’t let anyone get in a way who is driven to fight her way towards the top. With ten years under me I should be able to do something, and not just look like it. San Diego will be the location where I rise up. It will be the location where the Dove takes flight, and there won’t be anything that get’s in the way of that….

Aside from that however. San Diego will also be the city where I will reveal myself. Win, lose, or draw, After the match everyone will see the woman that is underneath the mask, and you will all see what you are dealing with it. How will the world take it when they see me reveal myself? It can either be indifferent, that of happiness, or that of anger and annoyance. However you may view me. There’s no sense in running away any longer. No sense of hiding in the distance watching others ascend before me. It’s time to do what I do best.

So people of SCW. Watch out as yours truly spreads her wings and takes flight. Nobody will clip my wings or stop me from achieving my goals. After all the Sky’s the limit…”

With that The Dove quickly runs to the top of the ropes and she does a backflip off of it. She takes her mask off in front of the camera but before we can see who it is that is hiding behind the mask the screen fades to static as we fade out for now.