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~*~*~Life~*~*~
May 8th, 2021

People surrounding Bella, who is looking adorable in a babydoll style dress looking down at her beautiful cake.

‘Happy Birthday to Bella!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!’

And with that she blows out her candles. Applause, followed by affection from everyone including her husband.

Don’t worry this isn’t going to be like ‘16 Candles’. I wouldn’t change this for anything.

I’m 23. Here I am. I’m surrounded by my friends that have become my family. My family is and has always been my biggest support system. My mom, my step-dad, my adoptive father, my little half brother is just the beginning. The Russows’ brought me so much more. I’m one of the luckiest women in the world.

Alanah (frm. O’Connell) Russow comes waddling up, she’s 22 weeks pregnant with twins so that’s pretty much how you walk from the middle of your 2nd trimester on, giving Bella a hug, “So what did you wish for?

Well- I...” looking a little uncomfortable.

Mal, who you can tell has been enjoying the night, wraps his wife up in his arms and whispers just loud enough for her and his sister to hear, “You don’t have to tell her if you don’t want to.

He laughs as Alanah guffaws at her brother and swipes at him, “MAL! I was just curious. Can’t I be curious?

You can be plenty curious. In fact I’m fairly certain that’s why you are in your current state and just keep growing and growing.” Bella quips.

Alanah scoffs, rubbing her ever growing belly, “Rude.

Mm, have you picked names yet? I was goofin’ around on the net the other day and found this really awesome sight.

Yeah you forwarded it to me, remember?” Alanah says with almost a tone of worry, “You okay?

Yeah, just need some sugar in my system. Let’s get that cake served!” Bella says leaving their side to get into her cake but even a blind man could tell that was awkward.

Uh, did I miss something?

No, she just got woke up early by the annoying wakeup fairy, aka Mattie. Brought over her present early.” Mal says, “Honestly she’s been a little off after dealing with her father. She hasn’t gone out much, only trains in the gym and tincan. Got her out to Levi’s for a moment and she was on a whole other level there.

I saw that video, that was insane! That snap frankensteiner?

It was a thing of beauty. I don’t know what the hell has gotten into her lately, but it’s like...she’s evolving.

Because of that guy?

I don’t know but she’s been really pushing herself hard for some reason.” Mal says looking at Bella as her and Mattie cut into the cake and candy falls out.

OH MY GOD!” Bella laughs with her little surprise, “I have been wanting one of these cakes.

“Get a cavity just looking at it.” Mack and Mal say at the same time. That causes some laughter in the group as they look and point at each other.


~*~*~Liberty~*~*~

Later that night, lying in bed Mal holds her close as she runs her fingers along his bare chest. “You worried Lanah a bit tonight, ya know?

I know. Stressing out protecting her from what we saw....I stupidly forgot. Been happening a lot.

Like Mattie coming over this morning?” Mal laughed which causes Bella to lift her head and poke him in his side where she knows he’s ticklish. He grabs her hand quickly and pulls her up which causes her to laugh.

Hey, I knew she was coming, she should have been more specific or she wouldn’t be horribly scarred now.

What did she drop off by the way?

My birthday present.” he just raises his eyebrow, “I got new gear.

Mal just gets a look of surprise on his face followed by a smirk, cause Mattie’s creations are always damn amazing on her, “Damn! She gets back from tropical paradise and...

She cranked 3 new sets out like nothing.

She’s a machine.” Mal says as a matter-of-factly.

Well she knows what I’m facing, she wanted to give me something to look forward to. She did just that.” Bella states curling back in, “A glimpse of the things yet to come.

Yeah, which...I should really have a long chat with my brother-in-law about future things yet to come.

So much pressure to expand.

Mal runs his hand down her hair and looks forward, “Maybe someday....

Silence fills the room for a moment, before Bella glances up at him and smiles, “Someday, for sure.


~*~*~Happiness~*~*~

I was 13 when SCW started. THIRTEEN! I barely was reunited with my mother, I was just about to enter high school and here I am, placed on the biggest Climax Control against a newcomer.

First of all, Azzy, welcome. And I gotta say, what a debut out of you. Last week on 299 I was supposed to take on Maki but shit happens. It’s why they throw up “Card Subject to Change” on the card every week.

I was supposed to go to the big show as a contender for the Bombshell Roulette Title, but I got cheated. I’m supposed to sit here and tell you to look to a bright future, when in fact, my future in SCW right now is blurry at best.

I’ve been getting a lot of static from others that maybe I should look to the future of other things with my husband and you know that sounds all well and good but how can I do that when I have unfinished business here.

I’m a former Mixed Tag Champ with Malachi and while I wish that sometimes we could go it again, he knows that me finding my singles fame here is extremely important to me. So if I don’t seem too excited for this match, it’s nothing against you. I’m pissed off at MYSELF because I let myself fucking slip up and get caught. I got screwed and I have been kicking myself for WEEKS because of it.

I wanna punch something, really hard. I found myself beating the shit out of a punching bag and it not doing a fucking thing because my anger can’t be solved there. THAT CLOSE and I have let it eat at me. Azurine to me, while a sweet girl, is everyone that has clipped me at the knees, the minute that bell rings. I can’t let it happen again.

I’m sorry. I’m out to make a statement at Climax Control 300.

And that statement is...

You should have aimed for the head.

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Climax Control Archives / Hit Like A Bitch
« on: April 16, 2021, 11:57:13 PM »
3 weeks ago

My life was pretty damn normal. Well for as normal as a girl who has 2 adopted father’s, one who is her step-father. But here I am, just about to turn 23, I am happily married. Our little piece of New York is FINALLY coming together.

We even kept the ‘Tin Can’ on the outside. Mal liked it’s rustic feel.

Things were feeling normal....

‘WERE’ being that operative word there.

Ok look, I’m sure a few of you don’t KNOW this but I never met my real father. Didn’t know his name, never seen his face....all I knew was back in October of 1997, my mom went to a party, hooked up with someone who was a friend of her brother’s, December she found out she was pregnant with me, he disappeared and May 5th, 1998, I came into the world. 23 fucking years later, we haven’t heard jackshit from him. No note, email, tweet, pigeon, raven...SILENCO! As far as I was concerned, the fucker was dead and I was okay with that.

That is until shortly following Blaze of Glory IX.

Actually it was a little before that, that this guy started coming around. Apparently he was at the wedding, which we still can’t figure out how the hell he knew about it. This guy has been creepily in the shadows until just now when he showed up, confronted my mother and then finally popped out of the shadows last week to “Introduce” himself.

Robert Ryans. UGH, the only thing I have in common with someone that has 2 first names is half of his DNA and his blue eyes. The guy drips the worst kind of ego and I’ve only had 1- 5 minute conversation that practically had me on edge and Mal ready to do 5-10 for maiming him.

....funny story on that last bit. I’ll come back to it in a few. The conversation I had with my mom about this guy, after my little chat with him, has me even more worried.


Who is this fucking guy?
April 6th, 2021
New York, NY
Trainers room of the PWS Arena

During the show, Bella sat back as the trainers finished looking her mom over after she was attacked during it. Assuring them she was fine, they finally left the two women alone. Bella is not really looking at her though, “Hey, kid. Talk.

Bella shakes her head, “So...I just met the man that got you pregnant with me.” Laura sat there in silence, just long enough for her to take a breath, “Who is this guy, mom? And why after all this time is he so damn interested in me?

Behind her mom’s eyes, you can see the thousand and one excuses, and stories. But all she could get out is, “I wish I knew. Back, all those years ago, Rob was...different. We can sit here, we can have a long discussion as to then but now...

Bella’s eyes get big and motions to the door, “That, whatever the hell that was, was creepy. Every single red flag, loud horn and alarm went off the minute I laid my eyes on him. You could feel Mal’s defenses go up too.

Laura sits up and tosses the ice bag that she was holding to the back of her head to the side, “I could tell when you guys came back. Where is he now?

She offers her mom a bottle of water, which Laura takes, “Probably making sure that the building is secure and that they were gone.

They?” Laura asks before taking a sip.

Bella stands up and begins to pace. A move that she perfected from her mother, “OH, you missed it! Nessa was with him.

Coughing, getting caught by surprise, she catches her breath, “Okay, wait...WHAT?! Nessa? As in the girl that Miles Kasey was head over heels crazy for and then she just up and ghosted him?

Bella stops and nods her head, “Yeah, the very same one! Apparently her real name is Angel. And because that doesn’t make shit confusing enough, she said the real reason she vanished on Milo back in October was to quote-protect-unquote me...this B-T-W was just before he rattled off my PARIS address.

Laura froze in fear for a moment, her brown eyes reflecting that, “How?

Bella runs her hands through her hair and almost growls out, “I don’t know. There were only a handful that knew...then Syn found out.

Still haven’t found out how he did,” Laura says with a sigh.

A laugh rises up from her daughter, “Oh, I know how...he doesn’t THINK I know but I know.” Bella says with a smirk, “Anyway, fact remains that this man knew. And now I have a husband that is so high onguard over this...sperm donor..

I wish I knew what to tell you. I wish I knew why he was doing this and I wish more than anything that I could tell you to relax and that it’s nothing but I can’t.” Laura leans forward and looks directly into her daughter’s eyes, “I don’t know what Robert is up to or why after all this time he seems to try and reach out. But I do know this, don’t trust him. The man, the “Sperm Donor” as you called him, is not to be trusted.

A moment of silence fills the room, before a small laugh rises up once again from Bella, “Goody, and here I thought things were finally going to get boring.” she says rolling her eyes, “What the hell is it about April fucking 6th, where the whole fucking world dumps us on our ass?

I wish I knew, kid.” Laura sighs, “I hate it as much as you. Either way, keep a vigilant eye. And don’t let Malachi do anything stupid, please?

Bella goes to answer before the door swings open and Malachi stands there, looking irritated but relieved that things are quiet, “Looks like he’s gone. Nick is talking to the head of security right now.

Good, I’m ready to get the hell out of here and drink the rest of this night away.” Laura speaks up.

Bella curls up to his side and just leans on him, while he wraps her up, “I love the sound of that. Whatta think babe? Get out of the city for the night?

Not gonna argue that. You ladies deserve it.” Mal says with a smirk, “I’ll go find Nick, if he’s okay with it, I’ll drive you ladies to the house while he finishes up here. I’ll be right back.

And with that Mal leaves the room and leaves mother and daughter alone. Laura stands next to her and nudges her shoulder, “You did get a good one.

And with a smile, “Yeah, I did.


3 Hit Affair.
April 15th, 2021
The Strip
Las Vegas, NV

8 Days ago, I met the man that helped create me. That night I drank to not only forget him but remember my grandmother. Nick and Mal kept a close eye on us. Robert Ryans can’t get between us, no matter how much he’ll try.

We decided the best way though to keep away from him potentially getting to me is to get the hell out of New York. Spring on the East Coast met rollercoaster temperatures and a lot of rain.
Something about Vegas, warmth and sun brings out the better moods. ....at least that’s how it started.

Walking down the street, hand and hand, Bella and Malachi enjoying the day while walking their husky Luka. Bella’s other arm holds a large bag filled with books from one of her favorite stores in the area. Malachi just can’t help himself, “Okay, riddle me this, we were just there before Blaze of Glory. You came out with a stack of books then.

Yeah?” she says like it’s no big surprise.

Mal can’t help but stand in awe of his wife. He gives a short laugh, looking at her, “So how is it, you go back just a few short weeks later and come out with even MORE? What voodoo do you work on that shop owner?

I told you, it is a gift that was graciously bestowed upon me by the Gods.” she says motioning up in an over-the-top gesture that gets them some looks from passer-bys, “And the amount of first editions?

Nice to know your salaries are going to put his grandchildren through private school.” Mal laughs, “Meanwhile, we’re going to be working until we’re old and grey.

Anything to help out the little guy!” she simply says with a shrug.

Mal just shakes his head, “You are-

She steps in front of him and bats her blues at him, “Adorable?

Not exactly the word I was going for.” Mal says leaning forward to give her a peck, “How about we rest for a moment. I’ll get us some drinks.” Luka looks up and barks a happy bark. “Yeah even one for you, hell demon.

Ooo, caffeine please!” Bella says taking Luka’s leash from him and making her way to a shady spot to rest.

Water and you’ll like it!” he yells out on his way to the coffee shop.

Laughing, she finds a spot and parks herself and Luka. She sits there a moment, giving her pup attention but something suddenly grabs her attention. Like she can feel herself being watched. Luka notices it and immediately perks up and looks around before she sees something and begins to growl. Bella hears it and turns around and her eyes get big when standing almost practically behind her...

You know, with you being a practical celeb, you’d think that you would do everything to not be noticeable, daughter.” coming from a man with the same blue eyes as her. Ladies and gentlemen, Robert Ryans.

Bella stands up, gripping Luka’s leash tight, glaring at the man across from her, “What the hell are you doing here?

Well, considering when I saw you 2 weeks ago, I could barely get out a hello without feeling mildly threatened by that husband of yours.” he looks around knowing that he can't be far away.

Trying to not get attention, she yells but in low tone, “So you followed me to Vegas? What part of ‘I want nothing to do with you’ did you not understand?

Bella- I...” he tries to approach her but Luka’s growls get even louder which makes him back off. What is happening is getting the attention of the public which brings out the cell phones.

NO! You stalking me in New York is one thing, this is a whole new level of completely creepy.” she reaches down, grabbing her bag and pulls Luka towards where Mal is, “LEAVE ME ALONE!

I suggest you listen to her, shitheel.” Mal yells, making a direct path for his wife with waters and a coffee cup in his hand. He puts them on the table and puts himself between Bella and Ryans, “I don’t know what even possessed you to even attempt this but you obviously haven’t got the common sense to understand that she doesn’t feel comfortable around you at all.

Look, all I wanted -

What you want is irrelevant. What you need, however, is a swift punch to the face. And you’ll get it if you don’t back the fuck off.” Mal’s nostrils were flaring in anger as he stared down Ryans.

She is my daughter. I have rights -

You don’t have shit. You’re a sperm donor, nothing less. She’s a grown woman who can make her own choices, and right now she wants you to leave her the fuck alone. So I suggest you take your stalker arse back to New York and stay the fuck away not only from Bella, but from Laura as well. In fact, if I see you around anyone that’s related to me by blood or marriage, your life is forfeit. Are we clear?

Ryans was speechless as he stared at them, which Mal took that to mean the conversation was over. When he turned around to lead Bella away, the older man reached out to grab Mal by the upper arm. “I’m not finished talking to you, boy.

Mal froze for a moment, and Bella recognized the set of his jaw and the glimmer of pure fury in his eyes. “Yeah, you are,” he said in a low voice, before whirling around and connecting a solid right fist across the face of Ryans. The older man immediately crumpled to the ground, while the crowd around them gasped in shock.

But before anyone had a chance to react, a pair of police officers bearing LVPD shields on their uniforms approached the couple, handcuffs at the ready. “Alright, that’s enough of that,” one said, as the other roughly grabbed Mal and pinned his arms behind his back to slap the cuffs across his wrists. To his credit, Mal didn’t put up a struggle or argue, just complied with the officers’ demands as they led him to a cruiser that was parked out on the street. Bella followed them, while trying to explain the situation.

No, you don’t understand, he was just protecting me!” she cried out.

Do you know this man?” the one officer questioned her.

Yes, that’s my husband.

And what about the man he assaulted?

Bella’s jaw clenched and her brow furrowed in anger. “He’s...my father. But he stalked us from New York out here.

Ma’am, I think it's best if you come down to the station to give a statement. We’ll have to hold your husband until we can get this all sorted out and see if any charges are going to be laid.

She glanced over the shoulder of the cop to see Mal being shoved into the back of the cruiser. He looked up briefly, and they locked eyes while he nodded and mouthed to her ‘it’ll be fine, Bells.’ She sighed and nodded, gesturing down to Luka who was watching Mal and whining. “OK, I’ll just take my dog back to our hotel room and then I’ll be right there.

The officer nodded and made his way back to the cruiser, and Bella watched as it sped away.

Hours Later

Watching her husband punch him was exhilarating, watching him getting pulled away in cuffs by the LVPD was terrifying especially knowing that her sperm donor DNA giver was lurking around town. She managed to get an Uber back to the hotel, drop Luka off in the care of Candy, and from there she was on her way to the precinct while on the phone with her family’s lawyer....just in case charges were going to be pressed.

“Ma’am, Malachi O’Connell is about to be released.” the desk sergeant announces.

Okay thank you.” Bella says to the sergeant at the desk, “And you’re sure no charges are being pressed?

“That’s correct. Self-defense is a thing around here. Just make sure he stays out of trouble for the rest of your trip, also if you see that man hanging around you again, please call us.”

That’s an understatement but I will. Thank you.

*BUZZ*

The door opens as we see Malachi walk through with a bag filled with his phone, wallet and watch as well as his wedding band and any change he had in his pocket.

Bella walks up to him and gives him a hug, “Got everything?

Yeah, let's get the hell out of here.

From the door, to the car, to the hotel barely a word was spoken except the occasional, “Are you okay?” from both sides. Once they pull up to the hotel, Bella just turns off the car and sits there.

Bells?

She just raises her hand for a moment like she’s trying to gather her thoughts, “I wish I could say I was okay, but I’m not. I’m supposed to be preparing myself for one of the biggest matches of my career in just a few days time and I’m back to looking over my fucking shoulder at every fucking turn!” she says slapping the wheel with the palm of her hand with the last three words, “WHY does this shit keep happening, especially when things have been going so good?

I wish I knew, mo grá.

Bella sighs and looks over at him, “How’s your hand?

He holds up his right hand and looks it over before showing her with a smirk, “It’ll be fine. Felt good to punch that son of a bitch in the jaw.

Hopefully he’ll buy the clue. I wouldn’t hold my breath, but here’s hoping.” she lets out a sigh followed by a laugh, “I am beyond over my life trying to throw these wrenches into my momentum. I come so GOD DAMN CLOSE and I trip because I have something there to distract me. We had to overcome that when we won the contendership, we had to overcome it when we won the fucking titles! Just FOR ONCE I would love to not have problems like this but then again I guess it’d be pretty damn boring.

Mal reaches over and brushes a strand away that has fallen, “I’m sorry that this whole thing happened.

Mal, I’m not mad at you. I’m mad that we’re dealing with more drama and trying to derail me. I’m dealing with Mercedes Vargas and Violet Amelia Holt, who aren’t slouches by any stretch of the imagination.” she sits back and looks at him with a smile, “I was sorta hoping that I could just sit back and watch them tear each other apart but now, I sorta just wanna take up this pent up aggression that I’m feeling and beat the sense, that I should beat into dear ole dad, into them. I know those two are going to try and keep me out of this match, and I’m not going to let it. Instead, I’m going to let all the negativity of what was a almost pretty awesome day, and I’m going to focus it into just being an unbeatable future Roulette Champ.

He smiles at her, “You make it sound like a superpower.

It’s what I do best! In 3 weeks time, I lost to Court in my first PPV match back, but it doesn’t bug me and in no way was I embarrassed by that. I could have easily worked off of that but instead I have almost my entire world changing around constantly and I have to change along with it. I am not going to let this or them deter me from this moment. I want to go to Into The Void, I want that damn championship despite the fact that the wheel has attempted to kill you and my friends a FEW times. I want to rule that God damn division and I want the Bombshell roster to realize that despite the fact that daddy dearest is a creepy bastard that is trying to screw my whole world up, like my husband, I’m going to jack it in the fucking jaw, stand above it and who knows, maybe I’ll make it on TMZ.

Mal seems to get excited for a moment til he hears ‘TMZ’, “Wait...what?

Bella grabs her phone and pulls up the TMZ site and plays the video, “If it makes you feel better I think you busted his lip open. I emailed TMZ to see if they can get a clear picture, and I’m going to send them out for Christmas cards.

And with that she smiles big and slides out of the car as Mal watch the video again, “Ooo, I did get a good hook on him! BABE! DID YOU SEE THE HOOK?!?

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Supercard Archives / Re: BELLA MADISON v COURTNEY PIERCE
« on: March 26, 2021, 11:56:06 PM »
2 Weeks Ago
Las Vegas

Stupid fucking stubborn ass.” mumbled Bella.

Last night, they were in New York. Last night she watched as her sister in law and her best friend surprise everyone with what was originally supposed to be an engagement party. Something about this family and surprise wedding. Bella stood with Alanah like she did for her and Mal was on Jack’s side, just like for their wedding...but that wasn’t all.

Following the ceremony, at the reception which was small and sweet, they first toasted Bella’s Aunt Cameron on her announcement and then....the bombshell, Mal’s sister announced to everyone that her and Jack were also expecting...and not only that but it was TWINS. There was excitement, there was cheers... There was Malachi Noah O’Connell, making a beeline right for the open bar.

It didn’t even take him an hour to get drunk, while the celebration continued.

It took everything to get him home and into bed and by the time she got to lay down next to him, he was drunkenly mumbling in his alcohol induced coma about his baby sister. As soon as Bella hit the bed, he reached out, pulled her in and hold as close as if he was trying to meld with her, with his head laying on her shoulder. She laid there, with her husband in a weak moment in her arms, shushing his drunken mumbles and sniffles. ....though she’d never tell anyone.

The next day though, they flew out with him hung over like a sailor coming off leave. That was pleasant....

That was sarcasm.

And she was doing everything to keep him away from more alcohol including calling Spinelli to call ahead and make sure he was going to be dry for the weekend. She didn’t need this to bleed over into her match on Climax Control. But my Saturday night, she was so over him and his stubborn refusal to be happy for Alanah and Jack. He couldn’t even get behind the whole thing that he was going to be an uncle.

So instead of causing a fight, she made herself scarce up on the rooftop bar of the Saxon Hotel. Mal was completely oblivious to her being upset for a while. A twitter exchange brought that to light. It was just like the whole ordeal with Candy all over again for her. She loves him, but sometimes his grouchy “Oscar” side got to be too much. Pointless and sometimes she feels is utterly hopeless.

Now she’s taking deep breaths and internally railing at the Gods for a few different things, including giving her the patiences of a patron saint when dealing with the most stubborn Irishman that Waterford has ever produced.

Hey.” She almost didn’t hear him but when you threaten to turn into Jeffery Domher...you’d be quiet too. She smiles slightly at him from her perch, an area she found a while ago, before they traveled back and forth. He knew where she was as soon as she said she was on the roof, tucked away from all the “themness” that was that rooftop bar. “Been a while since you’ve been here.

Yeah, well...I had good reason to.

Let it out.

I rather not.

Bells.

She sighs, and pushes herself up and over, landing on her feet and glaring right at him, “You think you’re the only one that got a surprise last night? Everyone was rocked by it but you seem to be the only one that is completely pissed off about the fact that Alanah and Jack not only got married but she is going to be the one thing that she has wanted more than anything before she even started wrestling. She’s gonna be a mom.

Mal nervously runs his hands over his face and hair, “I know that.

And I also know that she ripped you a whole new ass for your behavior when they got engaged. I thought MAYBE, just MAYBE you were starting to loosen up. Hell, when you got Jack to stand up at our wedding I thought that was some glorious sign but there we were last night, all that happened, he returned the favor and then their announcement and it was all for nothing. You were so drunk and at first it was funny and then I realized you did it to numb yourself.

I know.

Bella looks at him, telling he’s still feeling a bit dejected from the entire ordeal but not wanting to publicly let it be known. She reaches up and touches his face, “I’m not going to pretend that I get where it’s coming from. Besides Aaron I don’t have the closeness you do with her and Lach. I wish I did, but I need to say this from the bottom of my heart, I almost left your ass in New York to the dogs and you would have deserved it.

Mal sighs, pulling her into a hug, “I would have. I’m sorry and I promise that I will apologize to Alanah when we get home.

Standing there in silence for a moment in their embrace, before she looks up, “By the way, did you know that you cried last night?

Mal blinks at her, “I ...I what?


We All Learn from Our Mistakes

....Usually.

Can we just state that men are some of the migraine inducing beings to grace this planet?

ANYWAYS! Blaze of Glory! Courtney Pierce. ....we’ve been here before haven’t we? I seem to remember this from somewhere? Oh yes, we faced in February and now you are looking for a bit of repentance for your loss. Girl, I don’t blame you at all. Starting back at the beginning with a fresh start is one HELL of a climb to do over and over again. That’s how I built my shoulders up so much. By literally falling to the bottom, dusting myself off and climbing that mountain in a different area. Been there, done that, got the damn t-shirt and tore it on my last fall.

I get it Court, I really do. Being down here is brutal, especially when you have so many depending on you to get your act together. Jet City put that pressure on you and oof, that has to be a bitch to deal with. What is doubly tough is when the woman that is responsible for part of your downfall is standing across the ring from you again. And I don’t plan on letting up. I have goals and aspirations that have gone beyond what I have already accomplished. I want to see singles gold here in SCW. My championship accomplishments are tiny in comparison to my aspirations. I want to be the best and being here is not exactly what I had in mind for my first major show back from my break.

Blaze of Glory....I like that name. Either you get rocketed up with a win, or you burn in the ashes. The fun part with me is even in the ashes, like my lineage, I simply rise up. I will find other ways to get where I’m going. I hope you find your way Courtney, I really do. We should want each other to succeed. We should be cheering each other on. I’m just not ready to get out of your way, and apparently you aren’t gonna stay out of mine.

...that’s alright. I like the hard way.

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Climax Control Archives / A Breath of Fresh Air
« on: March 12, 2021, 11:53:32 PM »
2 Weeks ago

Following her victory on Climax Control, the Monday following Bella couldn’t help but walk through the hotel with a little extra zip in her step.

Stopping at the front desk, “Good Morning, Trish!” she says to the attendant.

“Good morning, Bella. You’re in a good mood.” Trish says as she pecks away at a keyboard.

“I am. I had a good match last night, Luka is back in New York with my parents and I got a wonderful surprise all set to go for Mal. We’re finally going to get somewhat of a Honeymoon. I don’t have anything for like 2 weeks and honestly, I welcome it.” she says as she signs a piece of paper Trish slid to her.

“That sounds absolutely wonderful. I know with this pandemic and all the regulations, it’s been so hard to plan anything. Where’s the final destination?”

“Well originally, I was thinking Florida but it’s gonna be Spring Break and Bike Week by the time we get there. I know we’re stopping in New Orleans, maybe that will be the end who knows. It’s my old stomping grounds. I wouldn’t mind seeing some stuff from my childhood.”

“Wait...I thought you were from New York?”

“I am now. I sorta spent the first 12 years of my life in New Orleans. It’s a long story.” Bella says with the wave of her hand as to say ‘Another time’.

“Well, I hope you guys have an amazing time.” she says before looking over Bella’s shoulder, “Good morning to you, Mr. O’Connell. Your wife has you guys all set.”

“Somehow I’m not surprised. She was up before the sun was today.”

“I was and I am just excited. It’s been so long since I’ve done something like this and we haven’t had a good long adventure like this since our trip from the Caribbean Islands to Australia. Remember that?”

“I try and forget. 2 THOUSAND layovers.”

“2 layovers. Texas and LA before it was non-stop.”

“I think we hit something along the lines of 8 time zones and the international date line.”

“Well this one is not going to be like that because we’re not going to be stuck in a glorified tin can for hours on end.”

“No?”

“No. Because if you turn around you’ll get to see your early birthday present.” Mal blinks for a moment at his wife turns and sees- “A 2021 Ford Mustang GT...Convertible.”

“You gotta be shitting me.” He looks back at her, holding up the keys with a giant smile on her face.

“I figured if we’re going to do this, we’re going to do it in style. And yes, iit has GPS in it.”

“Shall we go west or east?”


Days upon Days

No drama, no construction besides what was on the road, seeing the desert, the sites, just the two of them.

Just the interstate. Until they got to New Orleans. It just felt right to stop their adventure there and spend days lost on it’s streets, lost on the beaches. It gave her a chance to dust off her French that she hadn’t really used since she came home. It wasn’t Paris but giving them a chance to just be.

On this particular day, they decided to visit a beach that sits on the barrier near New Orleans, blue skies and just warm enough where some people have come out just to take in the sun, seeing Bella sitting there taking in the Gulf of Mexico, “I wish sometimes, it can just be like this all the time.”

“It has been a wonderful week and a half and I almost feel bad that we have to leave tomorrow but I’m relaxed. I feel like I can breathe and that is a wonderful feeling. For a little while, it felt like I lost control, that things weren’t what they should have been.” she smiles, “Amelia is not what she seems. A family of respect but something is missing. I know of Amelia, our families have crossed paths a few times but for some reason it’s not the same as the previous times. Most importantly, she’s in the way of my unfinished business.”

Noticing Mal making his way towards her, she stands and swipes the sand off her legs and begins to walk towards, “Still wondering what the hell that is, aren’t you?” she turns with a wicked little smirk, “You really should start paying better attention.”

And with a sassy little smirk, tongue out and a wink she takes off running to him.

45
Climax Control Archives / Gratuitous Destruction
« on: February 26, 2021, 11:57:24 PM »
"TOWANDA!" a booming voice rang out over top the blaring tones of Stitched Up Hearts’ “Monster” as we notice Malachi O’Connell walking up slowly with the ever faithful Luka next to him. Luka stops dead in her tracks when she hears the voice of Bella ring out. Like she knows her momma is not in the best of moods and that scares her.

Mal looks down at her for a moment, with a tint of humor in his voice, “You can't seriously tell me you are scared of that? You bark if you hear an ant stomping down the street!

When a loud crash comes from inside the building, it causes Mal to jump a bit, dropping the leash and Luka takes this chance barking loudly, she takes off running towards the building, army crawling her way thru the garage door that was left open just enough to let fresh air in and the dust from whatever was going on out.

SHIT! GET BACK HERE YOU DEMON!” Mal manages to make it through the door and takes off down towards where he knows Luka is heading. The music just getting louder and louder as time as it switches to Green Day’s “American Idiot” stopping him for a moment. “Woman has more musical taste than shoes.

LUKA! NO! STAY!” Bella screams as Mal enters into the room and quickly grabs up the leash as he glances at his wife, who is head to toe covered in plaster dust, wearing a pair of construction goggles, sports bra, jeans with her long hair pulled up. “Someone get away from ya?

WHAT?!” Mal yells over the music as she just glares at him and walks over and turns it down. “Gotta tell you, construction destruction looks good on you.

She smirks and looks around at the damage she’s done so far with a satisfied look on her face, “Yeah well I gotta say this is perhaps the best idea you’ve had.

Mal hooks the pup up to a nail that is hanging off the wall and walks over to her almost learning in a way, “Well I figured after what happened this week with Demon’s Run you could go with some gratuitous destruction of property that could potentially save us a couple thousand dollars.

Thrifty and therapeutic.” she says giving him a quick peck on the cheek before turning and picking up the sledgehammer, “If you take her upstairs, you can join me, ya know?

And get in the way of your hard work?

Is it that or are you afraid you’ll get hit?” Bella says with a smirk before swinging at the next wall.

Mal stands there silent for a moment before he says, “I’m gonna plead the fifth.

She shoves him away a bit, bringing the hammer up on her shoulder, “Go change. OH and did we decide if we were keeping that window to what was an office?

Ummm, yeah we decided and no we weren’t.

Before he finishes the sentence, we hear a grunt and a shattering of glass as the sledgehammer gets tossed through. Her eyes go bright as she laughs, “Ya know, I really like this. I should do it more often.

We’ll have to talk to the construction crew and see if they can use you on the demolition team because after this floor, I think that’s it. Unless you can talk Mattie or Alanah into letting you destroy their place.

It’s either that or open up one of those destruction rooms that have become popular lately. OOOH Maybe we can put in an axe throwing range!

....Oh yeah, let’s put sharp throwable objects nearby...that’ll make me feel real safe.

And the knives that are upstairs?

Mal steps over and jacks the sound up to the tune of In This Moment’s “Sex Metal Barbie”, “WHAT?!?! I CAN’T HEAR YOU!

GET OUT, YOU TROLL!” she yells sticking her tongue out at him before blowing him a kiss and picking up the hammer to continue her work.

Mal turns and looks down at Luka, “Here’s hoping that that is all she needs.


Viva Las What the Fuck?!?

Few days later, the destruction was finished and Bella’s shoulders were still tight. She was willing to put what happened back on the East Coast behind her...except it was still there. “Don’t mind me, guys. I’ve just had a really rough week.

In the chair in her room, she slumps back, letting her long hair just hang over the back of the chair and looks up at the ceiling, “I can throw myself into this world so easily and be so massively disappointed in myself so quickly. It’s not the wins and loses for me, it's the fact that after it’s all said and done I can go back in my head and realize where I messed up.” she says running her hands in circles before the flop to the side.

And bless my husband for trying to keep me from getting into my proverbial ‘Woah is me’ schtick. I took out and gutted an entire floor in a former industrial warehouse where we live this week, trying to take out all these frustrations I have. By the way, it turns out we did have enough square footage for that axe throwing range...” she holds her hand up, “Don’t get excited, I’m still being told ‘No’. I figure if I wear him down enough, eventually I can just secretly start buying all the items and just make it happen myself.

Sitting up and shrugging, “It’s a trick my mom taught me, trust me, it works. My dad has things he swore he’d never need and suddenly, boom the garage is full weight room.

Leaning forward she smiles, “ANYWAYS, Sin City! It’s been a couple of weeks. I got my return match out of the way with Blast From the Past, and while it didn’t go my way, it was great to be back after so many months away. I know I said I have a lot of unfinished business and it’s true. It’s not just the business it’s the aspirations I need to fulfill. Sometimes I really feel that weight on my shoulders and I know I shouldn’t.

And with that she stands and pulls a box up from behind her and sits it on a table, opening it up to reveal her shiny new throwing axe. “I’m just really beginning, I’ve been going for a couple years now but I shouldn’t feel that weight like that. Yes, the 6-sided ring called me home, but at the same time my small book is just beginning a new chapter. JET CITY’S COURTNEY PIERCE! Wow, girl you have quite the amazing resume. Hell, you’ve done the one thing I haven’t and that is win that damn Blast from the Past Tourney....I don’t even begin to understand how the hell that can be a thing since I’ve tried and failed. But I’m not going to fail here.

Turning it in her hands she shrugs, “Seems weird to me too, and after a week of fuck ups and failures, I’m not even sure I believe it myself...but here we are. I’m going to do whatever it takes to get my business going and do what I’ve set out to do.

And what is that? That’s the big question on everyone’s mind it seems....well it’s simple boys and girls...” and with that she turns on her heels, and tosses the axe as it lands solid on a poster that simply says....

Win

The

Whole

Fucking


Thing.


46
Climax Control Archives / Click Your Heels
« on: February 12, 2021, 11:49:34 PM »
~*~*~Home Sweet Home~*~*~

1...2...3...

And that was it. Their time with the Mixed Tag Titles was over.

It stung, for a moment but considering that both of them had been just going practically non-stop since January, among the pandemic raging, being away from home even if they were among their friends things were getting too out of control. With the loss...there was relief.

In the back, in a dark corner, Malachi held his then fiancee tight and all she could say was, “I just wanna go home.

And home is where we will go.

It was time. Back to New York, regroup, refocus. It turned into them living a somewhat normal life, still wrestling but not nearly as much. They took to making a whole building that was once her mother’s, their own. ...It was an early wedding present.

And that! After months of going back and forth, trying to find the perfect day, Mal with the enlisted help of his sister Alanah and her friend Mattie among many others surprised Bella with their wedding complete with their family and closest friends in the small wedding on New Year's Day. Mal’s reasoning “Well 2020 was such a shit show, might as well start 2021 off right.

So Mr. and Mrs. O’Connell lived Happily Ever After, right?


....well...

I just don’t understand why the hell you signed up for this again. After what happened last year and the draw you got, why in the seven blazes of hell would you try again?” Mal O’Connell, concerned husband. Currently sounding really irritated from the kitchen, finishing the preparations on their meal. Luka is directly at his side as ALWAYS but he is paying the husky zero mind because he’s rather annoyed with his wife at the moment.

Enter Bella Formerly-Madison-Except-In-The-Ring O’Connell, smirking from across the island snatching a piece of cheese quickly before he tries to swipe her hand away, “Because apparently in this life and the next I am a glutton for punishment. What’s that term again? Sadist or Masochist?

Didn’t Einstein say something about how insanity is doing the same thing over and over again expecting different results?

Actually Einstein never said that. They’re not even sure who did that. But either way, I am not insane, or that says a whole lot about you.” she says sticking her tongue out at her husband as she grabs the glasses and makes her way to the living room.

Mal just rolls his bright blue eyes before he glares at her finishing up his preparations, grumbling the whole way, “Okay, fine! I just, I don’t like it. Last year you got fed a really horrible partner that left you high and fuckin’ dry.

She stops, moving some books and magazines around and looks back at him, “His name was Chris Crippler and then you went on to kick his ass and he was never heard from again. The end.

Malachi just shrugs as he tosses a piece of cheese to the ever patient Luka, “As true as that may be, going back after what...

She turns back to focusing on clearing off the table, her face showing frustration, “5 months. And in this day in age, 5 months is a fucking eterinity. I just wanted to try Blast from the Past again, I wanted to see if maybe I could make a difference again. Who knows, maybe I can get teamed up with your brother or Slappy. Or maybe you could join...

She turns around and he’s standing there with plates in his hand and shaking his head, placing them down, “I already tried, the men’s side filled up before I could throw my name in the hat. I just don’t like that you have a chance to be thrown in with some rando that leaves you with the potential to be hurt.

Oh. My. Gawd! Mal, FULL STOP!” Bella just sighs in frustration, grabbing at Malachi’s shirt, “Look at what we do for a living! I have wrestled maybe a handful of times since we left Vegas, I got more fucked up in the match against Mack. I’m a big girl and I know exactly what I’m getting myself into. I highly doubt that they would put me into that situation all over again.

He just leaves out a big breath of frustration and pulls her close, “Yeah, well...call me a pessimist.

And I’m the optimist. It’s why this relationship works so well like it has for the last almost 2 years, we round each other out and keep the other grounded.” and with that he groans in frustration cause he knows she’s right. Bella giggles a moment before her phone goes off, “I should check that out. Rumor was they were drawing the teams today.

Reluctantly he gives her just enough to reach for her phone and as they both sit down and back on the couch, opening it up to twitter, “Yup, exactly what it is....annnnd I’m pick 2....

Mal closes his eyes, tilting his head back and covering his face, “Oh hell, please be someone good....

She nudges him with her shoulder, giving him a look, “Drama, drama, drama.” she says before her phone goes off again, “.....huh.” she says almost quietly, quirking her eyebrow upwards.

What?” Mal says looking over at her, trying to get a read on it before actually reading the tweet itself. “....huh.

Lincoln Daniels” Bella smirks.

Well at least I don’t have to worry about it being someone completely disgusting getting paired up with you.” grabbing his glass and taking a big drink like it was being held on to like a last resort. Bella is already looking things up on him.

He’s hella talented and a vet to boot. This should be freaking awesome.

Mal smiles at his wife as he grabs her glass and hands it to her and lifts his glass, “Well, here’s hoping he thinks the same about you and you mesh well. These thrown together teams are sometimes amazing and sometimes they...

I know! Please don’t remind me.” Bella sits back and turns off her phone, “I just really want this to work out.

He smiles at her and brushes her hair back slightly, “As do I love. I know you’ve been wanting to go back.

Bella leans into his hand a bit and takes a deep breath, “Feels like I left a lot undone and I completely understand if you just wanna stand off and play the support here. I just...I need to do this.

He leans in and gives her a gentle kiss, “Then do it. I’ve got your back the whole way.

Thank you.

Leaning back in his arms, Mal grabs the remote and presses play on the remote to the TV as Luka jumps up on Bella’s side and curls in. Just as Bella’s phone goes off again, she looks and it starts as a snort before she bursts out laughing, “You’re never gonna guess who your brother got...


~*~*~Be It Ever So Humble~*~*~

Ah Vegas, 70 DEGREES Vegas no less. Bella is walking down the strip, mask on of course, taking it all in again, “I cannot stress enough how happy I am that I am back in Vegas, that I’m back in Sin City and that I’ve got another shot at a real redemption.

She takes a seat, far away from everyone and just leans back and takes a deep refreshing breath because well, this is her time, “Last year’s Blast from the Past was absolutely ABYSMAL and not because of me. I was there the whole one match that I was involved in and Chris Crippler decided to just suck his thumb. Whatever, that shit is ancient history and only fuels the fire of the new year.

A laugh comes across almost a little too loud but hey, if you want attention do it right, “2020 was something, we had a pandemic, we had to just adjust and adapt. Along with my now husband, we found our way to the Mixed Tag Titles and for a while 2020 shined bright. But that whole watching how fast your flame glows because you can burn out just as fast happened. We went home, we needed too because well...what this world does is different for everyone. I missed the six-sided ring though. I almost came back around Christmas but something told me to just wait.

She stops for a moment, stands up and continues on her walk, “So I did. I saw a lot of shit talking. Nice to know I’m still in the forefront of a few people’s minds. Don’t worry girls, BFTP isn’t my only stop on the road to redemption. You see I’m not the same woman that left here back in September. I’m not talking about the fact that legally my last name is O’Connell now. she smirks for a moment and holds up her left hand for just a brief moment before continuing on, “I left here because I knew I needed to do more to be successful HERE. I have had to take my fair share of asswhoopings since then and it’s like...well I wouldn’t say I’ve leveled up but I’m a hell of a lot smarter than what I was 5 months ago.

I’m not gonna sit here and fill your heads full of bullshit, that's not me. What I am going to do is sit here and tell you that Ruby Steele doesn’t honestly know what she’s getting herself into here facing me in the ring because I’ll be slightly honest with you.” Bella leans in, motioning the camera to come closer, “I don’t know exactly either. See, it's sorta like a crapshoot. I have had to face people who are like family to me and show no remorse whatsoever til AFTER the fact. I’ve let shit like that have this odd effect on me.

I’m the type of person that I really want people to like me but now I’ve learned that that’s not always gonna happen. And guess what? I’m going to smile in the face of every single bitch that doesn’t like me because I can AND I’m also going to punch everyone in the face in the match, friend or foe that stands across from me. No gimmicks, I’m going to be out to win. I KNOW I have the potential to be the best in the Bombshell roster but I still have a long way to go to prove that. I’m not gonna come in with all kinds of swagger telling you I am the best. I. AM. GOING. TO. FUCKING. PROVE. IT!” she stops and looks around and sees some people have stopped for a moment to stare at her. She looks for a moment before sticking her tongue out at them, “I am not going to apologize for who I am anymore. You hate me because of that....Awesome. DIE MAD! I’m out to prove shit now. Starting with teaming up with Lincoln Daniels, watching him taking on London Underground’s DJ Morgan....and Ruby, you are going to learn that you were just my placeholder in the Bombshell Division. BLAST FROM THE PAST is the blast into the future of this Division and the future is with the sassiest little star to grace Sin City.

She stops and places her hand under her chin, “Me.” She blows them a kiss and spins on her heels stepping away.

47
I will never forget that night....

August 5th, 2019
Paris, France
11:30pm

London was such a success.” a thick French accent bustles through as we see a group of young women surrounding a table inside one of the libraries on the campus of the University of Paris.

Agreed, and we all have Liz to thank for it. She really came in on the clutch there.

Oui! To Liz!

We see Bella sitting, looking ever so relaxed and beaming from her schoolmates giving her high praise. “We would have all been in the...how do you say, niche à chien if it wasn’t for you. You deserved to take a break and get back a day later than the rest of us.

Oooo oui, how was your visit with that tall, dark and sexy Irish number? I hope you had at least a little bit of fun with how hard you worked.

You could say that.” Bella smiles with a bite of her lower lip.

Ooo. On dirait que le chat a eu le canari. Donnez-nous tous les détails juteux et ne laissez rien de côté.” (Looks like the cat got the canary. Give us all the juicy details and don't leave anything out.)

Bella laughs at her friend in a practical whisper practically frothing at the mouth to live vicariously through her adventures, “Absolutely not. A lady never tells Michelle. And as for you Collete, you’ve already had enough left to your imagination thanks to your actions a month ago or do I need to remind you? I rather keep it to myself because I don’t know when I’m gonna see him again. We’re coming close to graduation and I’m focused on that. I don’t need any more distractions from the finish line. We’re a month away girls.

Ohhhh you’re no fun!” Colette exclaims a little too loudly in the middle of the library which earns them a glare from the old stuffy librarian keeping an eye on them.

“SHHHH!”

And on that note....” Bella laughs and grabs her phone just in time for it to buzz alive in her hand.

Lover boy already missing you?

No...it’s twitter. Probably another stupid incepet argument between my family.” Bella says opening up her app. As she looks you can see almost all the color drain from her face.



Bella? You ok?” Michelle asked with concern.

Huh? Oh...yeah, just fine.” Bella shakes her head and puts on a false smile, types out a retort to the tweet, she’ll be damned if she continues to live in fear. ‘Oh goody.... Hello ghost, goodbye ghost.’There. I should get going. Still got some sleep to catch up on.

I bet you do.” Colette says with a saucy little wink.

Call if you need anything.

Just as she goes to answer her phone buzzes again. She looks and this time....her blood runs cold.



Bella doesn’t say another word and rushes out of the library with her bags in tow and as she gets out of the door she’s almost hyperventilating. She looks around, on guard and walks with haste.

Not now....please...not now.

She reaches her apartment in practical record time, her head practically on a swivel the entire time. Just as she gets to her front door, she is no less calm but decides it’s a good idea to reach out and let everyone know she is ok and seeing the reaction on twitter....Jack, Miles, mom. Her hair still standing on end, and she can feel herself being followed, dark eyes in the shadows...

Don’t let him in Bella....don’t let him in.” she finally fumbles her keys and gets inside and shuts the door tight.

Her whole place is silent, quiet. “Hello?

When no answer comes, she takes a heavy sigh and drops her bag by the door and walks in.

Syn, the monster that haunts her dreams and lives in her nightmares. 9 years she’s lived with it, 3 of them spent in therapy because of what he did. Playing with her mind like it was his personal plaything. Why now?

Her phone comes alive, Mal asking what the hell is going on and this conversation she had in passing, waving it off like it was nothing in their past few conversations but this was something new. She gave him the truth in her head, none of it even making sense to her either but just like before: A voice coming out of the dark.

She assured everyone that she was safe...but...

Even after an hour and a half alone in silence, curled up with a book and TV on...her mind kept wandering and glancing around like she was waiting for him to form out of the wall. Knowing him, what that evil sadistic bastard has done in the past, he was capable of anything. She didn’t want them to worry, she was a big girl, she was across the ocean on her own...she should be able to handle a ghost. ...a ghoul. A monster.

Right now though....it was so late, calling anyone would instantly send in the calvary. Even though the cavalry was begging Levi to get off his ass and go to make sure she was alright, he was mad at her for standing up to him and telling him to back off from her choices. She doubted she’d ever see him again. Fuck it, she’d save herself but still she reached for her phone and texted Malachi. If he was awake alright but if not...after a succession of text, she heard a rustling outside of her door.

Grabbing a baseball bat that she had kept with her since she got home, she walked over to her door, peaking through the hole and not seeing anything, she took a deep breath and pulled the extra locks. Maybe her neighbor's cat got out again and was scratching at her door to get her help. Just as she turned the handle...


Ohhhh my child....

Instant fear, as she tries to close it but to no avail as it gets shoved open and sends her flying into the wall behind her, dropping the bat as Syn steps in, towering over her. Bella looks up as fear screams across her face and she tries to instantly crawl away but he reaches down and grabs her by the hair and hauls her up to her feet, leaning into her ear and menacingly snarls. “Far too long you have strayed, my little dove. I NEVER wanted to hurt you! But you have forced my hand and I CANNOT spare you the rod!"

LET GO OF ME, FUCKER!” Bella stomps on his foot as hard as she can and elbows him in the face as hard as she can, which stunts him for a moment but as she tries to pull away he spins her around, grabs her by the throat and shoves her against the wall hard. Bella screams out in pain for a moment, closing her eyes tightly.

"Look at me child...I want you to see the pain it's gonna cause me to harm you."

Bella shakes her head almost violently which causes Syn to grip her throat even tighter. “Please...” is all she can strain out under the pressure of his grip. Just as he seems to be going in for the final blow, the ringing of her phone catches his attention. Bella looks over in horror as she remembers she set that tone special for one person.

Syn simply smiles maliciously and with her still in his grasp drags her over, wrapping her up in a tight grip with his hand over her mouth...she blacks out for a moment, not hearing the conversation but knowing the voice....Mal. The bastard purposely put him on speaker to toy with them both. She manages to scream as loud as she can over his hand before he pulls her tighter, causing her to barely catch any air as Syn like a spider to the fly continues to toy with him. Before he finishes his final words “While you are miles and miles away, helplessly listening to everything that -

"Hands off, motherfucker. That's not yours." Syn drops her phone and Bella at the same time. Bella drops to the floor, gasping for air as Levi Russow tackles Syn. The two brawl into her bedroom and while she tries to regain her own composure she hears glass breaking all around from the room and then silence for a moment followed by Syn’s cackling laughter.

....did he kill him? Am I next?

But as she looks around to find a way to defend herself again, Levi staggers out of the room.

Levi? ....is he?

Levi looks at her, sees no bleeding, just glaring at Bella, clicks his teeth, turns and leaves. Bella tries to follow him but he slams the door behind her even as she struggles through the pain in her back and head. She leans against the door, catching her breath, with her hands shaking violently she manages to throw on all her locks and tries to gather herself. Somehow through the haze she hears her phone and runs over to it to answer. Before she can even get her first words out Malachi’s anger screams through.

Mal, relax.! It’s me.

She tries to reassure him, promises she’ll try to sleep...even if it’s on her couch cause there was no way she was going into that bedroom. He stayed with her til she managed to pass out.


2 hours later

Thundering pounding comes to the door. “S'ouvrir! Police!” woke her. She frantically looked around to find her bat before she even looked through her peephole.

Someone must have seen the broken window and immediately called. Her neighbors must have just shrugged it off as just another wild college party. But they had arrived to find that that was not the case. Either way, she allowed them in, answered their questions, still shaken from the incident. She stood in the hall while they surveyed the damages. She was in the middle answering another in a long line when she heard “BELLS!

Only to turn and be engulfed with a hug from Malachi.

You’re alright....” like he didn’t want to believe she was real for a moment.

Bella couldn’t help herself, all the stress of her situation had brought up tears and the panic attack she was saving for when she was alone, “I...I thought you weren’t going to be here til later.

I couldn’t sleep...not after that.

“Excusez-moi Madame? Est-ce-que tu le connais?” (Excuse me madam? Do you know him?) the female officer asked not looking so sure after Bella has explained everything that has happened but Bella holds on to Mal tightly.

Oui, Il va bien.” (Yes, he’s alright.) she whispers. She was safe, she knew that for sure now.

The police wrapped up their investigation and assured her they’d be in touch but Bella knew better. What happened would never get the justice it deserves. As soon as they left, Mal made sure she was comfortable with a blanket, tea and double-checking of the door locks before he went to work. Cleaning up the mess that was left behind even though she told him he didn’t have too. She knew she’d only get shoo’d away if she tried to help him but instead she slept uneasily as much as she could. She’d feel him check on her now and again but you could tell, his ire was on edge. She didn’t even know how much time passed. Minutes? Hours? It went from early morning dark, to daylight...to darkness again. 

Mal...” she called for him horsley, her voice straining. Her throat started to bug her a bit.

I’m here, love.” he said from a chair. Apparently he took to the oversized recliner to just watch her. He went over to her and kneeled down to be eye to eye, “What do you need?

Besides a new life?” she couldn’t help but smirk.

Still as sassy as ever I see.

Til the day I die.” she says. Mal just groans, “I’m sorry, wrong choice of words.

Yeah, something like that.” he grumbles. “Seriously, though.

Water...maybe soup?” she says with a hopeful sound. “I’m a little hungry. I don’t even know how long I’ve been asleep.

Almost 18 hours now, so it’s no wonder.” he pushes her hair from her face. You can see he’s fighting something in himself before he sighs, “I’ll get it.

Before he can reach his full stance, she tugs on his hand, “Hey. I’m alright. Or somewhat alright.

I know.” he almost whispers.

You’re fighting something...like, you think it should have been you and not...

I should have been here. The minute he dropped your address like that, I should have been on the first flight out. You should have never been left so vulnerable to anything like that.

Bella sits up quickly and wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him in, pulling herself into his lap, “Listen, I am sorry you even got pulled into this whole damn situation to begin with. I’m sorry that you are frustrated, angry and probably about a million other feelings that are going on. Just right now, I don’t need to worry about anything else but the here and now. You didn’t have to be here, but you are. I keep getting surprised by you...

And I you.

No matter what, after all of this. The constant twitter battles, the attacks of character, no matter what any of them say....you here speaks more to me than anything. You watching over me, showing me you actually fucking care? Means more to me than Levi showing up and chasing Syn off because you are here. He didn’t make sure nothing was broken or bleeding. He just walked away. I may have nightmares now and again but this...right here...” she pulls him closer, like even though they are a breath away he’s not close enough.

He touches her face, “And I’m not going anywhere until you kick me out.

Well, you keep watching me like a damn hawk when I’m sleeping instead of sleeping yourself is a bit much. But...let’s go one day at a time here. Starting with food. Pizza or tacos?” he just stares at her, “Or both. I’m really hungry all of a sudden.

She giggle just enough to lighten the mood, “On it.” he lifts her up and places her back on the couch, giving her a quick kiss on the forehead and walking around to find some numbers. “Trouble.

I’M WORTH IT!” she says watching him glare in her general direction, “You’ll see.


Present Day
Las Vegas, NV

Somewhere inside the Saxon Hotel, the day to day is still a thing. All cooped with barely anywhere to go. Shit is eventually going to hit the fan and it seems with Violent Conduct 6 just around the corner, the aggression feeling is at an all time high. What the hell is it about this damn show that gets people in a mood?

On the roof seems to be the only place where people are able to chill out....but not for long. Mal stands in front of Bella with a smile on his face because she’s about to make him extremely proud. Both still enjoying date night with their Mixed Tag Team Championships in tow, “Take a deep breath and let it flow. Give them what they want and then on Sunday we’ll show 'em exactly what we’ve been saying all along.

He turns on his heels, as Bella closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. Mal signals for the crew to wait just one minute. Bella’s eyes open up and an evil gleam flashes across her face.

Buckle up, fuckers. You’re in for a wild ride.

Good evening and welcome to Rants with Elizabeth. I will be your translator, Malachi and well...as you heard, someone is wound tight.

To put it mildly. I don’t know about anyone else but I am pretty sick and tired of this whole situation. Despite all the hard work we put in, all the battles that we faced, won and lost, no matter how we straight told Mark Ward that we would take on ANY challenge that was thrown our way...that all of a sudden how quickly it’s all forgotten about because suddenly a few legends waltz back in to SCW and try and tear it all down by simply saying we did nothing.

....I wouldn’t call us winning at SummerXxxtreme ‘Nothing’.

EXACTLY! We went face to face with Wolfslair, who were one of the most successful teams to ever grace our division. A team that broke records and kicked all kinds of ass...including ours, a few times. But we kept going, we kept fighting. We worked our asses off and played the game perfectly and got our shots. At the end of it, we stand here as champions. Kris and Mikah were there, they saw it ALL done and yet they have decided that we’re below them. WHY??? I would love to fucking know!

“You and pretty much everyone else at home.”

I feel like because of them, we’re a laughing fucking joke. Like I’m Alice, you’re the white rabbit and we have fallen down the wrong fucking hole. And oh, let’s talk about this little game on twitter that has come from these two. They’re psych-out game needs a little work. I mean, if they really thought that a Kris hitting up twitter earlier this week with a “I expected so much more” tweet to only keep us from bringing our A game....boy how much do they not understand that WE ARE NOT EASILY INTIMIDATED!

Ohhhh boy....ummmm...this is where it’s going to get ugly.

I don’t really think you understand that in a world that is filled with monsters that want to kill us and viruses fucking putting shit on hold, that the last thing I want more than anything in the world is the the stamp of fucking approval from Mikah and Kris Ryan. Our lives, our relationship is not up for your petty fucking judgments. We practically killed ourselves to get to the top and yeah, we get it, there will always be the next Johnny-and-Sally-come-lately that is looking to knock us off that perch that we strived for. But fuck you for belittling our battles. Fuck you for looking down on us and fuck you for just exsisting right now.

Mal stops and turns, “Do you have any idea how amazingly fuckin’ hot you are right now?

Bella grins and practically growls, “....oh, I’m just getting started.

Mal takes a deep breath and shifts his title from his shoulder to in front of him. Bella stares at him, blinking a few times, “Just to be safe. We are in public after all.

Well...” Bella cockly turns back, “Kris Ryan seems to have it in his head that Mal lets his emotions get the best of him in the most inopportune times. Which is funny because his emotion along with my anal attentive attention to detail seems to be exactly what brought us to this exact moment. I love it when my fiance refuses to put up with the stupidity of people. I rather he feel something than be an automated robot. I rather he’d go off in a split second, and yes I know that it almost cost us our shot but his emotion is his true power. Next to all those amazing muscles of course.

Mal shrugs, “What can I say, the woman has amazing taste.

Kris, like Mikah, is looking for one more shot at glory. Both bitter for some strange reason. Going through the motions and playing these fucking mind games. It’s old, it’s stale and honestly I’ve been more intimidated by a crate full of stray kittens. I’m out to punch the both of you in the face for even making me feel like none of what we did made a damn bit of difference. The only thing that would make it that much sweeter, is showing you two that we are exactly where we deserve to be. Atop this division, leading it and showing you that you two are obsolete when it comes down to the bare bone facts. We have faced monsters, we have faced wild animals. After that, what are just a couple of sheep that have strayed from their flock?” Bella glances at her title belt and then at Malachi, “If you think so little of us, then we will show you that overlooking all the sass and all the pent up aggression was a fatal fucking mistake...left bloody, broken and still lost and your flock, will never know you are missing.

ANNNNNND ON THAT NOTE!” Mal scoops her up over his shoulder and begins to head for the elevator steading her and his title.

MAL!” Bella says struggling a bit and laughing, “Are you serious right now?

Not stopping! Not til we get to the room, be lucky I’m not hitting the stairwell.

YOU’RE INCORRIGIBLE!!!

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Same old song and dance.

Facing off against someone that looks down at me. Where does that feel familiar? Hmmm???

Hmmm?

Maybe my whole damn life?

Look, I get it. I’m annoyingly optimistic about things. I tend to look on the brighter side of life because honestly, that’s how I was brought up. If I had this whole idealism of the world owes me something after everything it has ever given me, after all my hard work? Nepotism be damned from my family, extended included, I have kicked my own ass time and time again. I had to, not just for myself but for all those that looked down because I am who I am. Slaved over piles of books to earn my grades. When it came to my life in the ring, I worked twice, if not harder to earn my way.

Call it naivety, but I’m a firm believer that hard work should lead to success. No amount of ass-kissing, back door politics or bitching and complaining should ever throw an asterisk in your story.

So Black Sheep, you keep telling yourselves that all we did was bitch and moan. Your game is weak and it has officially grown stale.


~*~*~Nobody Puts Baby In A Corner~*~*~

Trinity School
New York City
April 2015

“Oh, Mary alert!” a group of laughter fills the air.

“And her nose and giant 4 eyes in a book. What a giant surprise!”

“NERD!” fills the air from various voices.

Above a book a pair of big blue eyes hidden behind black framed glasses glances up from her book, glancing at a group of teenagers in private school garb, standing there pointing and laughing.

“Hey, heard you had Ben suspended yesterday after what happened in the hall. You big fuckin snitch. You got him suspended and last I heard his old man is talking about sending him to military school.”

A younger 16 year old Bella Madison, sighs and goes back to her book, “He broke my glasses and my phone. If he didn’t want to pay the consequences, he should have left me alone like I told him too. Instead he decided to try and hit on me. When I told him ‘no’ he decided to take it a step too far....

“That’s my boyfriend, you bitch!” one of the girls spits out at her, “He would never go after the life of you.”

Yeah? Well you might wanna stock up on some stamps and maybe look into getting a polaroid if you keep wanting him to stay interested, Tricia.” Bella keeps her nose in the book and turns the page nonchalauntly.

“Little Miss Elizabeth Madison, such a goody two-shoes after her mom and step-daddy made such a living off of being bad asses. Instead she’s just a cowardly little bookworm that can’t fight her own battles.”

Really?” Bella sounding amused, closes her book and smiles, “Did he also tell you he had to be taken to the emergency room after he put his hands on me?

The guys look at each other and the one speaks up, “He did sound...different on the phone.”

Yep, cause I broke his nose and kicked him so hard in those low hanging testosterone filled balls of his that it probably lodged somewhere in the vicinity of his esophagus.” she looks to Tricia, that familiar glare that we’ve all come to know and love as ‘Sassy Bella’ appears, “You know where I’m talking about, don’t ya Tricia? That area that Todd here has been bruising on you for about 3 months now? Course, that’s just hearsay.

“Oh fuck you!” Tricia screams out but the one that was pointed out as Todd holds her back, almost looking embarrassed. Her outburst has drawn the attention of other students surrounding them.

Sorry, I don’t play for that team. But don’t worry, if you are hard up for attention that bad after Ben’s departure, I’m sure that a litany of individuals are more than happy to fill that vacancy.” Bella stands and grabs her bag, throwing it over her shoulder. She turns around and comes face to face with Tricia, who is practically foaming at the mouth with how pissed off she is, “And for your information, I choose to not throw down because it’s what is expected of me knowing who my family is. Just because I don’t, doesn’t mean I can’t. I have a full ride to NYU waiting on me, I have a future to truly think about. I’m going to own my life and then when we all come back here for a holly jolly reunion in 10 years? Maybe then you’ll realize that your daddy that bought you that pretty shiny Mercedes that you pulled up in, can’t bail you out of another visit to the doctor for a special procedure.

“BITCH!” Tricia lunges at Bella just before she gets pulled back.

WOAH! Let’s have none of that!” Bella spins around to see Jack Russow standing there and in between her and Tricia who is now being held back even more by Todd and her other friends. “Now, let’s be civil here! Tricia, we’re all sorry about your boyfriend being sent away, but honestly had I known what he was trying with Bella here, he wouldn’t have had arms after he met her very big Uncle Slappy.

Jack points off to the side and we see a very large Slappy standing there just watching. The crew of Tricia, Todd and others begin to back off slowly.

Now, I suggest we go about our separate ways and enjoy this beautiful day.

The crowd begins to slowly disperse after an intense moment and Jack turns and glares at Bella, “What?

You just can’t help yourself can you? You just had to say all that?

Bella shrugs and adjusts her bag, “She had it coming. I’ve taken it for months and they started it. You simply finished it....which you didn’t have to do, but thanks either way.

You’re just lucky Slappy saw you and that I’m fast.

Bella just laughs and shakes her head, “Psh, I’ve seen her in gym class. She couldn’t hit water if she fell out of a fuckin’ boat.

LANGUAGE!” roars Slappy.

Jack laughs as Bella looks at him with an apology, “Alright, I’m heading to band practice, you need a lift?

Yeah, I think of going to your dad’s school. I have some frustrations to work out.” Bella smiles and looks at Slappy, “Would that be ok?

Course, come on kids.” Jack turns and begins to walk away as Bella turns around and picks up her book. She brushes off the hardcover bound book and looks at it lovingly.

Alice Thru The Looking Glass.


~*~*~We’re All Mad Here~*~*~

London, UK
April, 2019

And she’s reading. Why am I not surprised?” a thick Irish brogue streams through her hypnotization of once again her nose in her favorite book. She looks up to see Malachi standing there, “Business or Pleasure?

She holds the book up with a bright smile on her face.

Alice Thru the Looking Glass.” he says reading the title, “‘If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would.’” he says almost sly like as he sits down next to her in the hotel lobby.

I’m impressed. That’s one of my favorite lines from it.” Bella looks at him with an almost flirtatious smile on her face, “It’s also my favorite book of all time. Hi.” she leans in and gives him a slight kiss.

Hello yourself,” he says almost caught off guard by her boldness, “So, London?

Bella resituates herself on the couch to look more directly at Malachi, “Yeah, was offered to come here for school. Couldn’t pass it up. Since your sister left Paris was sorta empty anyways so I figured....

Make a trip and hope to get to see me?” Mal says, almost teasing her.

Well, it did surprise me that you were here. Hope you’re not stalking me or anything.” she says smirking, “But, I’m also glad. I would love to see more of this city and you did offer.

That I did, if you are up for it.

I got an early train back to Paris in the morning.” she smiles almost looking sad and he catches that.

Oh.” sounding almost sad.

But...sleep is for the weak.” she smirks, placing her bookmark in its place, and placing her book in her lap, “Besides, after meeting your mother last week, I have a few lingering questions.

Mal rolls his eyes cause he knows what’s coming, “Oh this is what I was afraid of. My mum, filling your head with things.

Bella laughs and slaps his shoulder a bit, “No, nothing like that. I was just wondering how someone that sweet and loving could ever raise someone that is well....you?

He raises an eyebrow and can’t stop himself, “You mean charming as hell and devastatingly handsome?

Bella practically scoffs at his answer while blushing at his response, “No...well...NO! I mean, you came across like that back in Paris but...” she seems to be tripping over her own words, and takes a deep breath, “I’m talking this chip on your shoulder. Knowing Lanah, meeting your brother and now your mother...I just...is it middle child syndrome with the whole ‘Fuck the world’ chip on the shoulder bit that you show everyone else? And how come you are letting me see the other side of you? The one I tell everyone that I met that night? You cannot backtrack on this one, Mal. I know when you are deflecting because I’ve seen it one to many times.

He let out a bit of a sigh, running a hand through his hair. “Look, I’ve never been great with people, so I tended to keep them away so they don’t have the chance to disappoint me. But you...you were so different, right from the start. You saw straight through my bullshit and called me out on it. No one’s ever done that. I guess it made an impression on me.

Bella was a little taken aback at his confession at first, but then a little smirk found its way across her face as she bumped his shoulder with her own. “Well, what can I say? I’m an excellent judge of character.

He chuckled lightly as he wrapped an arm around her shoulder and kissed the side of her head. “Hey, we’ve only just begun to get to know each other. I can still send you running for the hills, you know.

Right back atcha.



~*~*~We’re all mad here. It’s not a competition~*~*~

Las Vegas, NV
Present Day

Bella sits in her room, looking down at the book that has followed her everywhere. “”Curiouser and curiouser.” A few weeks ago, Mikah told me I needed to do my research on her. And then, she went on to list all these accomplishments. Bombshell Champ, Roulette Champ I think was in there somewhere. I don’t know I zoned out a bit after getting talked down to.

Bella shrugs and looks up with an honest look on her face, “I mean, at least she saved me some sort of work with it but am I supposed to be impressed? I have a mother who spent most of her career setting a standard of not to be fucked with. So where in the hell in all of that am I going to say “Ok damn, yeah, you are the fucking shit.”? Mind you, it’s an impressive resume you got for yourself, girl. BUT, YOU walked away from here for how long, only to come back here and act like you want to sit upon your throne once again like nothing has changed.

But it has changed, Mikah. “I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then” There are differences from even when I showed up here a year ago. You’re sitting there trying to discredit me for my short career simply because you just happened to be around longer. You have more prizes in your trophy case and what did it get you?” she sits back and ponders, “Can you honestly tell me that you are happy? Obviously not because you are doing that same old song and dance routine where you try to make yourself appear like you don’t need anything but success, but it’s empty. Win or lose these titles, Mal and I have each other. Through thick and thin, we know at the end of the day we will be there to dust ourselves off and push ourselves to be that much better.

Change and chances, to be challenged....I welcome this with you Mikah. And I’ll leave Kris to Malachi because apparently it’s a taboo situation. No...my focus....is you. The bitch that attacked me after you already had the match won. I have the scar, I have the memories...but beating you...it’s not impossible. Hell....like Alice, I dream up 6 impossible things before breakfast. And nothing is impossible, impassable...but not impossible. she stands and looks down at the book, “And I’m willing to step through the looking glass. Are you?

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Climax Control Archives / Some Things Are Always Better
« on: August 21, 2020, 10:50:12 PM »
Things You Don’t Know

22 years ago, May 5th, 1998, I was born to a 16 year old teenager. Complications arose and while she was whisked away to surgery, I was taken and given to a couple that I thought for the first 10 years of my life was my parents. All because my grandfather thought that my birth would taint the family name.

I know, sounds like some cheesy fucking day-time soap opera storyline...but it’s what happened.

I was raised by David and Marcia Miller, in a suburbia town right outside of New Orleans, LA. David, who worked for my grandfather insisted on knowing the name my mother would have given me had she been able to keep me. The name Elizabeth Marie carried along, they even called me Bella, just like she would have. Found out later, that was at my grandfather’s insistence, which...weird I know, but it was like he was still trying to keep the connection to the O’Neil’s, just in case he ever turned into the Grinch on Christmas Day and his heart grew three sizes. Funny story that...but I’ll return to that in just a minute.

David and Marcia, couldn’t have kids of their own. Marcia, the woman that raised me for the first years of my life, had cancer in her early 20s that took away any chance of that happening. She beat it, for a while ,but then when I was 8, the cancer came back quickly and spread fast and it wasn’t even a year before she was gone. Just me and the man I knew as my father, both taking care of the other, so if you ever wonder why I’m a bit of a tomboy, it's because of this man. He got me into the world of wrestling...my favorite was Laura Phoenix....little did I know.

A little girl though, missing her mom...I’d find myself looking at pictures all the time and some will always say how I was too smart for my own good and began to ask questions. That’s when dad told me the truth, that I was adopted. The problem was my birth mother didn't think that I was even amongst the living.

Somewhere between that revelation and sometime after my 12th birthday, my grandfather confessed everything and I was brought back to my birth mom.

The reason for this entire confession??? Because before that, I was taunted relentlessly for being different. Kids can be fucking relentless. When word got out that I was adopted? OOF some of them were downright brutal. So when Mikah and Kris Ryans go out of their way to insult myself and Malachi, majority of the time I will let their High School bullshit roll off my back.

We couldn’t even get 24 fucking hours into our win though, before they started in on their shit. Oh yeah, I saw you two assholes on twitter already claiming your steak that you were automatic number one contenders.

Cause it’s that easy.

I’m not gonna let bullies push us around like that. Not anymore. This time, we’re at the top and we’re gonna shove back.


Something Betters

Just look! I swear, this site has some of the best wedding invitations I have ever seen, you can even create your own designs and they will print them up,” a female voice perked up through the laptop that sat in front of Bella. Bella however was frustrated just a tad because she brought this pain on herself giving Alanah ‘Maid of Honor’ duties. She leans back and covers her face with a pillow, trying to keep from screaming.

Lanah! We haven’t even picked a date or a location yet! Once Mal and I figure that out then we can worry about invitations. You’re putting the cart in front of the horse, girl.” Bella says with a smile on her face, “I’ll check it out but between the parties, the media craziness and this, I just want one day where I’m not talking about this. Okay?

Alright, I will relent for now. But please, just glance at it, let me know and that’ll just be something small crossed off the list. And tell Candy she is not stealing my thunder! I am...how’d you put it BFOTB???

Bella just hangs her head in defeat. “FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!

Awesome! You have fun on whatever it is you two have planned today and I’ll talk to you later.

Before Bella can even retort the video call hangs up, “YOUR SISTER IS GOING TO DRIVE ME CRAZY!!!!

Like she hasn’t already?” Mal speaks up from the kitchen area. “And from my experience, that’s a short trip.

Har har. Asshole.” Bella stands up and stretches, “She went on for an HOUR about those damn invites. I have been planted in that spot for that long and am now hangry.

You’re the one that asked her.” he says sliding a sandwich over to her, “But I was ready.

Awwww, you take such good care of me.” she says slinking up to him and giving him a kiss.

I do what I can.” Just then the sound of another video call chimes from the computer and they both groan and slump in exhaustion from it all, “What part of “Do Not Disturb” do people not get?

I don’t know, but if that Satan, you can tell him the statute of limitations on the offer to sell my soul lapsed last night.” she says grabbing the sandwich off the plate and taking a big bite so she can avoid this round.

Oh, that's why you were calling out to God last night?” Mal says as she pushes him away. He laughs as he walks over to the computer and looks down, “Love, you expecting a call from David Miller?

Bella’s eyes light up as she runs from the kitchen into the computer and hops right in front of it and hits the ‘Accept’ button, “DAD?!?!

HEY! There she is!!!” an older gentleman sits on the other side of the call, “How are you, kid?

Exhausted but I can’t believe you are doing a video call! You could barely turn on a computer last I knew.

Well you can thank my assistant for that one. She helped me get it all hooked up since I can’t come visit you. Is that Malachi there with you?

Bella looks behind her as Mal looks over her shoulder and gives him a slight wave, “That’s him! Mal you remember David right?

Yes I do. Good to see you again, sir.” Mal says with a slight nod, “I’ll leave you to this, as soon as you're done we’ll head out.

Okay,” Bella says, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek, obviously happy that she’s seeing the first man to help raise her.

Oh, don’t let me hold you up. I’m sure you two have lots to still do with your wedding planning.

Bella sighs and looks at her first dad, “Dad, I barely get to see you, let alone talk to you. We’re taking the day away from it but I will never be too busy to talk to you. So, tell me about this assistant of yours. Grandpa hook you up?

“Something like that, but that’s not why I called. I wanted to make sure you were doing alright with this whole success thing that you’ve been dealing with.

Dad.” Bella’s tone being a little on the warning side, ever so edging with a ‘Not Again’ tone.

Now Bella, don’t think I don’t know that the success you now found hasn’t led to some criticism. In fact I hear you are heading in to a match this week that may or may not lead to another match. I know how hard you push yourself to be the best, but...

Bella sighs cause it’s true, she pushed herself to be the best in school, only to be torn down for being a nerd, or a tomboy or when the news got out about the truth of her being adopted, she only turned around and pushed herself harder, “Yeah and we’re still going to do what we can to stay that way. We worked our asses off for that win at Summer Xxxtreme against Wolfslair and we’ll show that same damn work ethic against Black Sheep. They didn’t even give us a day til they started laying their claim to the belts, to just let us enjoy the moment. It’s strange because I sorta like Kris. He’s funny, when he wants to be, he actually gave Mal and I a bit of respect in backing off to let us have that two-on-two match. But Mikah...man, I don’t know what it is about her but every alarm goes off around her with me. But them calling us Bitch and Moan?

That’s what I was talking about. I know how much stuff like that can get to you after a while. You’ve never been one to put up with the childish name calling. I seem to recall you almost getting suspended when you were 10.

Yeah, and I won’t change, ever. I could probably come up with 20-something better things for them to call us.” Bella smirks, “Either way, if they think for an instant that they’re name calling is going to get to me or to Mal...then they really need to step their game up because talking about it only gets you so far.

Just keep making yourselves that much better. Work as much as you possibly can, keep learning. You guys have so much to benefit from, don’t just settle on what you already have.

That’s exactly the plan, I learned from you after all.” Bella said smirking with her head resting on her fist.

Oh I’m sure Laura, Nick and the whole damn crew had something to say about that too.

She stops and thinks and shrugs, “Yeah, but you were the first. If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t be the strong tomboy geek that loves to sass just about anyone that lets me.

We hear a voice off to the side of David that catches his attention, “Alright, tell them to give me a few.” he turns his attention back to Bella, “Look sweetie, I have to go but keep me updated on those wedding plans of yours and I will be there for you.

Okay, dad, I love you. Let’s try and plan one of these again soon?

Sounds perfect, maybe I can get my assistant to set up something for me at home. Til then, tell your mom I said hello, love you and be safe.

Love you too, dad. Talk to you soon.” The call ends and Bella just sits back with a bright smile on her face.

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Supercard Archives / Wolfslair v Sass N Bash
« on: July 31, 2020, 11:48:08 PM »
 (Throwing this up for Meg as she got caught at work longer than she thought she was going too tonight. - Laura)


April 12, 2019
Paris, France


The past few days had been a whirlwind, but things had finally seemed to calm down. After rushing over to Paris from his home in Ireland, Malachi was now settled in Bella Madison’s apartment, while the two of them laid on the couch together watching a movie. He stared down at her, sleeping soundly as the movie played softly in the background. A fond smile made its way onto his face as he brushed aside a lock of hair that had fallen over her forehead, leaning down to kiss her cheek.

Only a few days ago, he had gotten a frantic text from Bella, saying that she felt like she was being followed. He had immediately driven from his home in Waterford to nearby Cork, and hopped a flight leaving for Paris. When he arrived at her apartment, she seemed to be in the throes of a full-blown panic attack, and it had shaken him right to the core. Even though they had only been seeing each other for not even a month, he was worried for her, and promised that he would stay with her as long as it took for her to feel safe again. He had gotten bits and pieces of the story from her about her history with this Reverend Syn, and it took every ounce of his self-control not to board another flight to the US, track him down and tear him limb from limb. It was bad enough that he hadn’t been there in time to stop whatever had happened. That honour had been Levi’s, though he took his sweet time to get there. That thought got his blood boiling even hotter, and he felt a rage towards her so-called “family” for allowing this to happen, presumably as some sort of punishment for her involvement with him.

He was pulled from his thoughts when Bella shifted in her sleep, and when he looked down at her, he saw her clutching a leather-bound notebook. It was slowly slipping from her grasp, so he gently pried it from her hand and went to put it on the coffee table. But it flipped open to the last page she had apparently been writing in, and he gave it a quick glance…

April 12th, 2019
It's only been a few days since the scare. Mom and Dad have come and gone, my apartment feels like Fort Knox with the security system that they had installed while they were here. And yet...the dreams remain. More like nightmares. Same thing every night, everything dark, alone...cold...and he comes screaming out of the shadows. I've had that damn nightmare almost every night...that was until last night.

I still can’t believe Mal dropped everything to fly from his home to Paris, just to make sure I was safe. He told me it wasn’t a big deal, as it only took him an hour and a half. But just the fact that he was willing to do that for me…and he’s stayed by my side the whole time.

I know that so many people are trying to tell me that he’s nothing but trouble. That if I continue pursuing this relationship with him, he’ll only end up breaking my heart. But after what he did for me, I know that I’m making the right choice by taking a chance on him.

Is that what she really wants? Mal thought to himself. He wasn’t exactly opposed to the idea of a relationship with Bella. She was funny, smart, kind, beautiful...and while everyone assumed that he was only interested in her to rile up Jack, he genuinely cared about her.

He felt Bella stirring a little again, and he quickly shut the book and laid it down on the table. She turned over to snuggle closer to him, a little smile appearing on her face though she stayed asleep. He mirrored the smile, softly kissing her forehead. “I won’t make you regret your choice,” he whispered to her, tightening his arms around her slightly as he felt his own body begin to pull him towards sleep.

——————

Present Day

Standing on the deck of the cruise ship leaning against the railing, Malachi kept his gaze out to the horizon. For the second year in a row, he would be appearing at SCW’s Summer XXXTreme card, in a title match no less. Last year, he had been one of six participants vying for the Roulette Championship, but this year he was teaming with his fiancee Bella Madison to finally get their long-awaited two-on-two match against Alex Jones and Johanna Krieger of Wolfslair for the Mixed Tag Championships.

He knew there was talk about it, as well. He knew that all the other teams believed that the only reason they even got this opportunity was because they “whined” about it. Disregarding the fact that ever since they made their intentions in the mixed tag division known, they had fought tooth and nail against every single obstacle that had been put in their path. Of course, there had been some shenanigans that they had been none too pleased about, and they had voiced their concerns. If narrow-minded people wanted to call that “whining”, then that was their prerogative. All Mal knew was that everything they had done had led them to this point, and they were finally on the threshold of tearing the belts away from Wolfslair and becoming the new Mixed Tag Team Champions.

Presumptuous? Maybe. But no one had ever accused Malachi of being humble, that’s for sure.

You know what? Fuck every single last one of you that said we did nothing but bitch and complain to get to where we are. Bella and I have busted our asses each and every time we stepped through those ropes, we did everything that was asked of us and then some. Was it so wrong for us to want a little goddamn respect?” Malachi snarled into the camera when we suddenly hear a record scratch and walking in from off-screen enters his fiance’ and tag team partner, Bella Madison, in a very sultry looking business jacket and skirt combo with her hair pulled up into a ponytail wearing thick black frame glasses and matching black stilettos and she’s holding a bunch of folders. Malachi suddenly looks like he’s about to fall overboard as Bella addresses the camera.

Hi! We are known affectionately as “Sass ‘N Bash” and I will be your guide to navigating the rage of Malachi today! So whenever Malachi speaks, I will provide a network pleasing cleaner translation to help you understand his meaning! Consider me his “sportsmanship translator”! This is a completely original idea...once again, this has never been done. DON’T LOOK IT UP!!!” Bella chirped as Mal has not taken his eyes off her ass since she walked into frame.

FUCKIN’ HELL WOMAN!!!! YOU’RE GONNA KILL ME!!!” Malachi barked in a high pitched voice as Bella pops her ass towards him a little more and gives him a playful wink before turning back to the camera.

That means that Malachi approves of my outfit! Awww thank you baby! But maybe save your focus for Wolfslair?” Bella calmly suggests as Mal continues staring at her ass until Bella turns around and whacks him on the top of the head with a folder. “FOCUS YA PERVERT!!!” Bella barks before turning back to the camera with an ever-so-sweet smile on her face.

Malachi seems to have shook it off and the blood rushes back to his face. “Y’know ever since we got here it’s been nothing but bullshit after bullshit and non-stop talking heads coming outta the fucking woodwork trying to say ‘Oh they’re just a bunch of whiners, don’t give them anything’ and honestly...give? GIVE!? The fuck kinda distillery refuse you lot drinkin’ before you take to Twitter!? GIVE us!? We have never been given ANYTHING. And if we have, all we’ve been given is endless amounts of shit from these slack-jawed, paste-eating NUMPTIES that couldn’t carry my jock sweat in a duffle bag!!!

Malachi growls as Bella takes a step forward and translates, “That means Malachi thinks we have been treated unfairly by less than reputable rapscallions and falsely labeled as whiners that receive handouts. While we respect everyone’s opinions equally, we would really rather that misconception cease if at all possible.” Malachi cocks a bewildered eyebrow at her as they make awkward eye contact and she shrugs at him before he turns back to the camera.

And now we got these WOLFSLAIR shitheels to deal with and we hear all you CUNTS out there countin’ us out before we even get to the fight! Well what the fuck would YOU know? Look, we got as much respect for Wolfslair as the next lad and lass but if THEY are where you’re hearin’ this ‘whiner’ shit about? They, and you, are about to catch the business end of my boot, innit! For monthsI’ve been sittin’ back bitin’ my tongue, tryin’ to do what was best for business but when that business decides to take a shit on everything you done for it then it’s time to raise a little hell!

Malachi snarled as Bella sighs and speaks up, “Malachi would like Wolfslair to know that we do respect them and this is nothing personal, but if they were behind the whining accusations, we would prefer for it to stop. Malachi wants you to know he has been cordial to this point and he’s less than excited about the reaction and respect we’ve been met with.

Malachi kicks off of the railing and points directly into the camera, “And your so-called bullshit ‘Management’ and their sideways upsidedown weird ass booking need to be slapped upside the fuckin’ head with a steel gauntlet! Callin’ me a coward!? Callin’ my brother a disappointment? You have attacked me and mine at every turn!!! What? Did you think I was just gonna bite my tongue forever?!? Did you think there wouldn’t be repercussions for your crap!? No no, now you get to watch as I take every one of your so-called ‘opportunities’ and I burn them alive right in front of your eyes! Who the fuck do you think you’re talkin’ about!?

Bella’s stance takes a notably stronger build as she starts to sarcastically smile, “Malachi would like management to know that while they may have not always seen eye to eye, Malachi is grateful for this opportunity and by golly, we’re not gonna let’cha down!

Malachi almost pulls his hair out but regains his composure and kisses Bella on the forehead.

I understand what you’re doin’ but that ain’t what I was sayin’ at all!” Malachi muses.

Mal, babe, we’re supposed to be the good guys here, remember?” Bella chirps back.

I’M NOT A-...my dearest...I don’t want them to think I’m a good guy.” Malachi seethes behind a forced smile.

I understand that, dear, but maybe we should move on and actually talk about Wolfslair, d’you reckon?” Bella inquiries, pulling the glasses to the tip of her nose like a sexy librarian.

Mal can’t help but chuckle for a moment with his back to the camera so nobody can detect before he whips back around. “Understand, Jones? You seem alright but your bitch, Krieger? You EVER try and put your hands on my girl after a match again and I’ll fuckin’ throw you in the fuckin’ furnaces! Your useless ass would finally be good for something! They’d be able to make 80 trips around the world off your arm flab alone you gutless swine!

Bella smiles a little darker at this one “We addend our previous offer of respect to just Alex Jones and Malachi would like to request that Johanna Krieger have more care moving forward ‘lest we, too, forget this is just pure competition and sportsmanship. A.K.A keep your FILTHY WHORE HANDS OFF ME YOU CHICKEN SHIT CUNT!!!

Malachi looked at Bella almost beaming with pride. Had he been a bad influence on her? Had she been a good influence on him? Meh, 50/50 I guess.

Come Summer XXXTreme, those tag team titles get a new home. You lot have been nothing but dominant but you lot have also never fought the both of us head to head. There’s been nothing but dead weight thrown in the trench for you lot to skirt by on but the running ends now!” Malachi barks.

What Malachi means to say is that we are coming to the Summer XXXTreme event to give it our all and we are confident in our ability to win these championships!” Bella mused warmly.

We are WALKING into the Wolfslair and putting both of you mangy, flea-bitten, Old Yellers down for good and we are gonna be the new face of this tag team shit! Don’t believe me? Prove me the fuck wrong, White Fang! I got a double barrel with your name on it!” Malachi smirked as Bella just cocked an eyebrow and flatly says “Malachi is not impressed by you. Or anything you’ve done. Or any of your antics and your cheap shots, and he believes you have outworn your welcome so we are going to have to put you most rabid of mutts down.

Malachi swaggers two steps forward absolutely giving the camera the business as he becomes a bit unhinged.

So fuck this boat! Fuck your ‘whining’ accusations! Fuck your talking heads! Fuck David Byrne! Fuck you Mark Cross! Fuck you Christian Underwood, you cheap shot shit startin’ artist! Fuck Key ‘n Peele! And fuck you, Wolfslair!!!” Malachi barks as Bella screams “FUCK EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU!!!” as Malachi turns and looks at her as she straightens her hair and her skirt as she had just come uncorked for a moment and thrown the giant pile of folders she held at the camera in rage. She clears her throat and looks around awkwardly, “I uhh, I suppose that one kinda...spoke for itself, didn’t it.” To which Malachi saunters over to her, grabs her, DIPS her, and plants a massive, cheesy, Hollywood style kiss on her before he pulls her back up and lets her go as her glasses are askew and her hair is mussed again before he rubs her chin with his thumb. “Fuckin’ HELL I love you, woman! YOU LOT CAN FUCK OFF NOW TOO!!!

The camera crew doesn’t need to be told twice as they pack up and we end on a shot of Mal holding Bella towards the front of the ship almost in a bad Titanic reshot.

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Supercard Archives / Wolfslair v Sass N Bash
« on: July 31, 2020, 11:09:45 PM »
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I can’t believe that almost just fucking happened.” the curtain to the gorilla position swings open broadly and Bella Madison storms through to the other side, chugging on a bottle of water before whipping it to the side landing it in a trash can, without barely looking. She stops for only a moment, catching her breath as Malachi walks out from the area with a couple of bottles of water in his hand. He tosses her another one, as she is in mid-stride, pacing. “I mean, are you kidding me right now? I show the woman all the fucking respect in the world and she tries to attack me after she already had me beat?

I’m just glad you had the presence of mind to powder out before she could do whatever the hell she had in mind.” he says, grabbing at her face to make sure there was no damage.

She sighs, pushing his hands away from her, “I’m fine. Embarrassed but my ego will heal.” she takes a moment just to really process what happened, “What do you think Johanna would have done?

No clue, love.” he says before placing a kiss on her forehead, “Anything to keep you from being more than ready for our match against them, more than likely.

What. A. Bitch.” Bella quips and that causes Mal to snort with laughter, causing him to spray a bit of salva onto her head,  “OH EW!!! COULD YOU NOT!

I’M SORRY! You completely caught me off guard with that one.” he says laughing while taking his hand to her forehead, wiping it down.

Good thing I need a shower, last thing I need is your snot in my hair.

I...” he stops himself short and looks around.

What? ...out with it. Let it go Mal or you're gonna end up bursting a blood vessel in that head and you’ll die and leave me all alone and I refuse to be a widow!” she says playfully poking him in his side.

He grabs her hand and pulls her close and whispers low, “Too many ears for what I want to say.

She looks up at him with her eyebrows raised, “Tease.

Sass.

You know...I gotta give you credit. I know it’s been hard holding back on everything lately....feeling like Mark and Christian are trying to egg you on into you losing your temper and in return they are trying to pull this shot out from under us. I’ve been impressed but listen...” she takes a deep breath and holds his hands, “Don’t think I don’t know that there is one hell of storm setting in, in that head of yours. The restraint alone is impressive, considering your track record.

The punching bag has been very therapeutic.” he says with almost a growl.

I know it has. If you want to unleash everything that you have had to hold on to....do it. Do not hold back because you think they will pull this match out from under us at the last second. Too much work has gone in, promotional wise, and I just did not get my ass kicked for 15+ minutes in opening this show for no reason. There’s respect and then there’s pandering...and I refuse to pander to anyone.” she glares down the hall a bit...like she’s waiting for something but it doesn’t come, “Respect given has gotten us this far but after what just happened here...

He stops for a moment and looks at her, “You sure you didn’t get kicked in the head?

Oh a few times, nevertheless...I’m done letting our good behavior be the catalyst for people to talk shit about us. They wanted us to stand in line, we did. They wanted us to fight for our shot, we did and we won. So now what? We’re supposed to just accept the fact that if we unleash even for a moment that it’s all gone? Fuck that.” she smirks as she takes his hand and they make their way down the hall, “This time last year, you took me onto that cruiseship, just so I could have a few days of relaxation away from what was my life. Not only did I have the time of my life, I came out of it, not only with business contacts but a contract for a place I barely knew looking for a chance to not be under any kind of pressure from my family name. I spent a year here with so many amazing chances and matches, coming so God damn close to the Roulette Title, only to have it slip through my fingers and back at the bottom. What good has playing nice done lately for us though?

Mal falls silent because he knows when she gets going like this...there is no stopping her.

I almost got my head taken off tonight. That’s what it got me. And who knows, maybe it’s because Johanna sees us as a legit threat to Wolfslair’s Title Reign. But I’m done playing nicey nice anymore. I will respect the fuck out of what they have done for the Mixed Tag Division. They are an unstoppable force, but I will not show respect where it is refused to be given. If I have to piss a few people off in the process of that...

Sounds like you’ve been teetering on the edge of this.” Mal speaks up.

For a while now. Bad enough you got Krys and Mikah chirpin’ constantly. I’ve been in a bad mood to boot with everything else. I’m not even mad about the loss...” she sighs as they reach the door to the assigned dressing area and she sags against the wall, “I just feel like unless we win this damn thing, we will never get the respect that we have fought so damn hard for.

Mal smirks at her, “I understand that completely.” he glances around for a moment, “Tell ya what, I’ll make a trip to catering, get something to snack on for us and some more water while you change. We’ll get the hell out of here, go get a giant thing of ice cream from that place you found and we will start game planning. Tomorrow we hit the reset button, train our asses off and once we hit that big ass boat, Wolfslair and SCW will never know what hit them.

Maybe tacos and tequila wouldn’t hurt. I do have something I need to take care of before we hit that reset button tomorrow, but that does sound like a plan.

He raises his eyebrows at her, “What something?

She bites her lower lip with a sheepish smile on her face, “Just...something.

Bells” he said, drawn out and in a warning tone.

She smiles gently, and places a kiss gently on his lips, “Stop, it’s nothing bad. Honestly, I should have done it days ago, but it came to me earlier and if I don’t handle it, it’s going to keep festering and I am going into this with a clean slate of personal issues. I’m not gonna let my own mind get in our way and cost us this. It’s happened one too many times. Our life is finally starting to calm down and there are only a few missing pieces.

He just glares at her, “If you insist but you know how stubborn she is.

Well...” she smirks with a gleam in her eye, “Aren’t you lucky you are engaged to someone who is just as, if not more stubborn?” he just sighs and looks up as to curse the Gods, “Go, I’ll be out in about 15 or so

Yeah yeah. I’ll be back in 20 to be on the safe side.” he goes to turn to leave and stops, “Oh...one more thing.

He pulls her ring out from his pocket, grabs her left hand and slides it back on her ring finger before giving her hand a kiss before her.

Be right back.


Maid of Honor?
The following day

Hurricane Bella blowing through Las Vegas on a mission. Before Malachi even woke up, she was sufficiently caffeinated, a kiss on his sleeping cheek, a scratch of the pup’s head and she was like the wind, out the door.

First stop? A dress shop that she found a week previous. She stopped herself from going in because her best friends were still healing from the battle they were all in together. She had been through this before, they were still new to the war they were all in together. But it’s time they come out from hiding and first up was the woman of the hour, Malachi’s baby sister, Alanah. She had 4 dresses picked out before a woman even approached her, ones that screamed her future sister-in-law and in a bit Mattie Comier. Mattie would probably still insist on making them herself, as part of her rehabilitation but this was just stop one. Second stop? Was going to make sure that this rift ended once and for all.

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

Ohhhhh I know you’re in there...” Bella stands in the hallway, arms full with a couple of dress bags and a big gift bag.

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

Jack! Open the damn door!

Who is it?

Candygram, Amway...Jehovah’s Witness. OPEN UP SUCK NUGGET BEFORE MY ARMS BREAK!

The door swings open to see Jack Russow standing there with a smirk on his face. “Suck nugget?

Desperate times call for desperate measures. Is she here?

Course she is. Not sure if she still wants to see you or not. I thought you’d be on the ship by now anyways.” he leans against the door frame, playing with a fresh apple, staring at Bella that is struggling just a little bit with everything in her arms.

I really need to talk to her, please? Even if it's just for 5 minutes. Quick in and out and then I’m gone and you won’t have to deal with me for another week.

Jack shrugs, “Convince me.

Pardon?” she says glaring at him.

Convince me that you should be let in to see Alanah.” he says taking a good chomp out of it.

Look, I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t important. This is the first time I have actually come here to even try to talk to her. Everything else has been by text and voicemail. I just...” she looks over her shoulder just trying to get a glimpse in but her 5’5” frame compared to someone with an extra 9 inches on her proves to be almost impossible, “....dammit...Jack.

Nice try.

She looks down and sighs for a moment, before she catches a glimpse of Pip, “Hey, uhhh...what is Pip doing?

I’m not falling for that.” Meanwhile behind him, she smiles as she sees Pip riding by on his chariot, the Roomba.

Uhhh...you may wanna...look at the master.” she says between her suppressed giggles.

I wanna what?” Jack turns around and sees Pip with a big smile on his face, “Oh dammit...not again. PIP!

Bella takes that chance to slip pass him and makes a b-line right for their bedroom. She opens the door to see Alanah sitting on the bed. She quickly closes the door behind her as we hear Jack trying to catch the tiny pup, “Hey!

Bella, how’d you..?” Alanah looks at her with surprise with her doe like eyes.

Oh Jack is such an easy mark.” she says as she lays things down on a chair next to the door. “How are ya?

I’m...I’m alright. You?

Me? Well, all things considered, not bad. Except that my best girlfriends have basically refused to talk to me. Sorta hated that, and weighed a lot on my shoulders.

Alanah sighs, “I’m sorry about that. I’ve been meaning to call but...

Bella smiles softly at her, “I get it. We had a crazy match, full of emotion. What happened after that was even worse. But after everything I was really hoping to be able to sorta sit back with you and with Mattie and...I don’t know...maybe celebrate the fact that we are all back together again. I don’t blame you for being upset and I can never ever apologize enough for what happened. I didn’t want to beat my best friend for my first title.

I know, Mal told me you didn’t even want to look at it for a while.” she said standing up, tucking her hands behind her.

I really didn’t. I thought I’d feel better...but it didn’t. Not being able to talk to you was the worst of it though because I had so much stuff I wanted to talk to you guys about that needed to wait til Mattie came back.” she looks over at the big gift bag and grabs it, “Which is why I’m here. I needed to take care of things before Malachi and I headed west for a few days.

Oh that’s right, the Summer Xxxtreme show. I can’t believe you get to go on that big ship again without me!” Alanah says crossing her arms in front of her.

It’s not like we’re gonna be out on the water this time though.

Still!” and the girls laugh a bit. Alanah gave her so much shit about it last year that it was a running gag between the two.

Well to make up for you not being able to do it again, I hope what I got here will make up for it a little bit and I promise to bring you back some souvenirs.” Bella hands her the bag and smiles. “Go ahead!

Alanah takes the bag from Bella and turns around to open it up to pull out a big bottle of red and white wine. They’re favorites to share. Next she pulls a card out. “You may wanna read that before you go digging any further.” Bella says.

Alanah opens the card up and reads it out loud. “Sis, while I know we are not related by blood but you are still a blessing to me. I cannot wait for the day we are related by law and nothing would make me more happy if you played a huge part in my special day as I marry your brother.” Alanah starts to tear up a bit, “Now that you’ve read this, look in your bag once more.” she drops the card to the side and pulls up a glob of tissue paper with something inside that says ‘OPEN ME LAST!’. She rips into it and once the paper is clear she holds a small teddy bear wearing a shirt that says ‘Maid of Honor’. By now tears are falling from her eyes, “Oh...Oh Bella.

She turns around to see Bella standing there holding 4 very cute looking dresses all in Alanah’s favorite colors. “Whadda say sis? Wanna help me plan my biggest day in my life?” Alanah just stands there in silence, “I couldn’t picture anyone but you and Mattie doing this with me. She’s actually my next stop but I needed to ask you first.

Alanah looks at the dresses and back at her best friend, “Mattie is going to kill you if you actually bought these.

Only borrowed. Figured I’d give us a good start though. So...is that a yes?” Bella says with hope in her voice.

HELL YES!” Alanah wraps Bella up in a hug that causes Bella to drop the dresses on the ground and hug her back. “We need to go see Mattie. NOW!” She quickly turns around and grabs the wine and puts it back in the bag as Bella cleans up the dresses and grabs the bags they came in and the girls scream out the door past Jack.

HEY! Where you goin’?” he says watching the girls make their way through the front door.

MAID OF HONOR DUTIES! BE BACK SOON! LOVE YOU!

And just as fast as they came through they were gone. Jack just stands there with a confused look on his face for a moment before... “Hey, Jack.” he spins on his heels and looks at Bella leaning a bit into the doorway, “Thanks.

She winks at him and takes back off after Alanah with laughter filling the hallway.


Clear Conscious. Clearer Goals.

After a few more days back in Vegas, the Sun Princess was open. This beautiful ship brings back a ton of memories for Bella Madison, as she walks out on the balcony that adorns every room, coming from checking out her and Malachi’s room. Just as amazing as last year, just as comfy and somehow they got lucky enough to get an ocean side. She takes a deep breath in and almost shivers. Los Angeles weather is so much different from the desert they have made their home in lately but she welcomed it, even if it was only for just a few days.

This view is amazing! I don’t even care if we’re never leaving port.” she says planting herself on one of the lounge chairs. “I forgot what this was like, which is just sad. Stupid virus turning the whole damn world turn upside down in just 5 months. I can’t remember the last time I even saw my actual home but still, just to get out of Vegas. They may have to carry me off this ship, kicking and screaming with how this feels right now.

Things are finally starting to feel normal again. Mattie and Alanah forced her to take the dresses back, as predicted but they spent hours just talking like nothing had ever changed. Mattie with her drawing pad had her and Alanah’s sketches of their dresses, up to the detail of their measurements. They even began talking about her wedding dress. All they needed was a date but with what was looming for Bella and her fiance, Malachi, they tabled that discussion til they returned....hopefully victorious.

Still...Wolfslair looming, her loss to Johanna AGAIN has forced her to train harder than ever. She’ll be damned if she came face to face with her again, that the threat she dropped following their match would somehow become reality. The Mixed Tag Team Championships in their grasps and their hands raised high.

The goal from day one, was to pave my own path in SCW. Last year, when I came on the trip, I was just there to hang out and take it all in. I was in awe of it. After a week of hanging out with this crew, I took the initiative and had a wonderful chat with Mark Ward. He knew of my family, and where I came from but I knew that my journey here was not going to be an easy one. Honestly, I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.” She stretches out a bit and smiles. “In the year that I have been with SCW, it’s been nothing and everything like I expected. I’ve been given chances, only for it to be just shy of getting that moment. I appreciate every single chance I have gotten, it shows that the powers that be see something in me that I didn’t think was possible this time last year.

I know I have their respect, I know I have some respect from a select few of my peers. But for some reason, there is a fine line. That line was crossed 2 weeks ago at Climax Control. Wolfslair has run roughshod over the entire division, a few different ways, a few different times. We watched as they dominated every challenger that has come their way, including us. I mean, we weren’t the ones that got pinned but nonetheless Wolfslair still remained on top. Where they want to remain. They have broken a lot of records, even Lach and Sierra’s. You can’t help but sit and just so slackjaw at their work.

That’s where she leans forward, her hands together under her chin with her engagement ring glimmering in the sunlight, “But then Johanna just had to go and fuck up that respect. I don’t know what the hell I did, maybe I pissed you off in a former life somewhere. Maybe you just hate my face? Or Johanna sees something. Sass n Bash is an actual potential threat to their reign. Which in that case GOOD! I want them to actually have that fear because I know it’s going to be a hell of a fucking fight. A fight that at the end of it will still make them realize that we were not going to just lay down. Malachi and I have been fighting like hell for a chance. We’ve had to pull some white rabbit’s out of our hats in the process and some look at it like we are whining. That is the furthest from the truth. Nothing that we have done is a lie. Prove us differently, we dare you. We have stepped up and backed up EVERYTHING that we have set out to do.

Is that why you attempted to attack me after you already had me beat, Johanna? Because you know Malachi and I will back up what we say, and take the Mixed Tag Titles from you and Alex? For a big bad ass bitch, who already had me down, you sure went out of your way to make a point. Too bad I was quicker on my feet.” she scoffs, “I guess we just have to earn a tad bit more respect by doing the one thing that no one in SCW has yet to do...and that is FINALLY beat you two.

She slides off the chair and takes one more glance towards the ocean before entering into her room. “We’ve held off, we have bid our time, we have bit our tongues til they bleed. We have faced and jumped through every hoop, some of them even on fire. And I know, without a shadow of a doubt, we have Wolfslair’s attention. We have a lot of people’s attention. Good! I’m glad because here on Sun Princess, where it all began for me a year ago, there will be nothing sweeter than getting that 10 pounds of gold. With no more hoops, with no more extra teams or added on stipulations. It’s finally going to happen.

And if you are sitting there waiting for a thank you? We’ve already said it. We’ve done what was asked. And now, we’re going to do what we said....and we’re not holding back anymore.

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Climax Control Archives / Impregnable Fortress
« on: July 17, 2020, 11:56:56 PM »
 “Hi! You’ve reached Alanah, I’m not able to get to my phone right now but if you leave a message, I PROMISE I will get back to you as soon as I can!”

But before the beep even comes...

“The voice mailbox you are trying to reach is currently full”

Dammit!” Bella screams, throwing her phone at the couch. It does a flip and lands with a thud on the floor. The sound brings Luka out of her nap, yelping and running for the kitchen.

Malachi sees this and comes out from the kitchen area of their home away from home, “Ok that’s your limit for the day.” he says matter-of-factly before swooping it down and tucking it into his pocket.

Hey!” Bella protests trying to grab her phone from him but he moves out of the way just right.

Uh uh, you have rung her phone practically non-stop. Let her breathe, macushla. ‘Lanah is many things including extremely hard headed, much like you. She’ll come around and you two will be back to driving Jack and I crazy once again.

I just...” she sighs, “I hate that...

I know. You bargained for a lot in that match with her and you two tore it down and for you it paid off.” he motions towards the table where the PWS United Title sits out in the middle of, Bella wraps her arms around her midsection not even looking at it, “But for her, you dethroned her after 270 days. It’s gonna sting for a little bit, but eventually she will come around. Until then, we need to celebrate your accomplishment AND prepare you for the next.

Bella just shakes her head, “I don’t want to celebrate that. Not with how I’m feeling about it, I just finally brought it out of hiding.

But...this whole self-wallowing about you beating my sister? It’s gotta stop love. After the news we got on Sunday, your brother is back with your parents, Mattie is back with Mack...you need to get over this. We got a one hell of an opportunity and you being distracted before your one on one match with Johanna again? Do you really want that?

No, I don’t. I wanted to be able to see everyone again. I wanted to be back to a normal thing...instead I feel like a leper. I hate it, I hate not seeing my friends but...” she sighs, “You’re right. I have to keep going and eventually she’ll come around.

Mal smiles at her and pulls her into a hug, “Good.

She wraps her arms around him and squeezes, “You know...some people think that I’m having this effect on you. Like, almost defanging you to a point.

Mal looks down at her with his eyebrows raised, “What?

Well, you holding your tongue around Mark and Christian at the threat of us losing our chances. You purposely duct taping your mouth shut last week, after that announcement, like you knew they were waiting on you...

To speak up and unleash? ....oh trust me love, I’m saving it.

Bella smirks for a moment, “I know you were. People are quick to judge our whole relationship without getting what we do for each other.

Ah, here we go...the whole ‘I used to be shy and timid’ line.” he laughs as she pushes him back, making him sit on the couch.

I WAS! Before, even with Jack and Chrissy, even...Milo...” Mal growls a bit at that, but he calms himself when she looks down at him with her blue eyes softening, straddling his lap, “But I didn’t know what it was like to feel in control of my own life. It took me to pull up my roots, go to Paris...meeting you, not dealing with people constantly trying to steer me in these directions I didn’t want to go. I got to make my own choices. I’d hate to think that I was doing that to you.

He genuinely smiles at her, the way she only sees, “You’re not. I’m not in the business of screwing things up for us, love. If holding my tongue for only a little while means we get what we want out of it, so be it. But I feel like you are letting things boil up.

Bella shrugs only a little bit, “Maybe a little bit. Don’t get me wrong, I was always told to show respect where respect is deserved but I still feel like everything I’ve done, that we’ve done...still gets laughed at. A win over Johanna this week would be huge. Also...it feels like there are times I’m only a few steps away from people looking at me and petting me on the head going ‘Good Girl’ and then I haul off and bite their hand.” Mal can’t help but laugh a bit and she giggles too, “I’m serious. I get that I’m the good one out of the two of us but sometimes I just....

Mal pulls her forward gently and leans her against him, forehead to forehead, “Feel like wrecking some shit?

That...exactly that.” she sighs and rolls off to the side of him and stands up and glares at the table with the title on it, “I’m not like Johanna by any stretch of the imagination. She’s got this intimidating nature about her. The first time I was across the ring from her, I felt like a dwarf. The second time...it was a little different. I went toe to toe as long as I could...but she was just so powerful...never mind what happened at Into The Void. But it’s like she’s this... impregnable fortress that I cannot seem to find a way through. I could watch HOURS upon hours of tape, I could study til my eyes go blood shot and all I have is a quick moment where if by some grace of God she slips that I can be fast enough and tenacious enough to pick myself up and do anything and everything to keep her down long enough to get that win.

She reaches for the title belt but something stops her, “You also have an intimidating nature about you, you know?

She looks over her shoulder and just rolls her eyes, “Bullshit.

He stands up and walks over to her, “No! It’s true! You are an enigma...you have this graceful nature about you, you are friendly to anyone as long as they don’t cross you, but man...the minute they do...oof. It’s why I call you Hells Bells. I’ve seen what you are like when you are determined enough, I’ve seen what happens when you truly do not like someone at all. Johanna is human, Bells. She can’t make mistakes just like everyone else. Wolfslair is intimidating but since when have you ever backed down from something like this?

She glances at him with a smirk, matching that wit and sass, “Never. I don’t back down from intimidating and I’m not about to start now. I didn’t with you, I took a chance and well...it paid off. I did it with Alanah and well....” she reaches down and grabs her title and looks at it, “We need this and having you there with me at ringside is only going to remind me how much we wanted this and need this. And this is only the beginning of it, I get that moment, I get that win and we finish what we started....and if I get petted on the head like some God damned Dog....I’ll show them that my bite is definitely worse than my bark.

She sets her title down, turns around and reaches into his pocket and pulls out her phone so fast he doesn’t realize it til she has it in her hands, “Hey!” he tries to reach for it but she quickly pulls away from him with a smirk.

You really need to get faster on the draw, babe.

Don’t try and call her again.” Mal warns her.

I’m not, I’m gonna call for food. So we can finally get that celebration out of the way. I’m not waiting anymore.

He smirks and gives her a kiss, “Tacos?

Is there any other kind of celebration?

Mal smirks one last time, “That’s my girl. I’ll get the tequila

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Climax Control Archives / You Tailcoat Riding Mother---
« on: July 03, 2020, 11:53:57 PM »
 Chances and Challenges

So close to it. And then like termites, starving with the foundation beginning to crumble, they come out of the woodwork.

AH! We got your fucking attention, didn’t we? GOOD! It’s about time the Mixed Tag Division got its proper recognition. It deserved it with Lach and Sierra, it deserves it now and we will continue to push for it.

So the termites are now coming.

Too bad we’re a foundation of stone.

Sass n Bash at your service. How may we fuck up your day?


July 3rd
10pm

Not even the 4th and yet the idiots have insisted that for 3 days straight, probably 4 if they don’t run out of stuff to blow up, that fireworks have been going off.

I will never understand this country.” Mal sits back on the couch of the rooftop bar of the Saxon Hotel, “It’s going to complete hell in a handbasket and yet...

Ah it’s almost the 4th and it’s pretty.” she says with a laugh. She glances down at Luka who is just sitting there cocking her head from side to side when the fireworks flash brightly, “Am I the only one that is amazed she isn’t completely losing her shit right now?

After the last 7 months with her and the hell she’s raised? There has to be one thing that doesn’t completely flip her out. After all, she started in New York, maybe the noise is like home to her.

Yeah, not gonna lie, I’ve kind’ve missed the extra noise.” Bella smirks.

BOOM.

One loud firework pops across the sky and Luka pops to her paws and barks one time, as if it’s competition, as loud as she can.

Annnnnd there she goes. Quiet you.” Mal says reaching down and getting her to lay down.

Bella smirks, “Now if I can only have that same power over you.

Mal looks at her, “Hey, keep me properly motivated and you be amazed. Besides I slipped her a benadryl before we came up here so she’s easier to keep calm.

OH is that what it takes? Noted.” she says as she sips her water as you can see her making a mental note. “Lord knows I need to keep on my toes with you at all times.

Hey, I know damn well after that comment you made to Mark about taking down all comers without a blink...I think you turned his head a bit. I knew you knew where I was going. I may bitch about things but we knew this wasn’t going to be just as easy as showing up and getting that one on one match with Wolfslair.

Well thankfully King Jackass Washington saw to give us a match against the Barnharts...even if he decided to be a disrespectful little prick on twitter. I’m not above seriously punching him in his face if I see him on Sunday, that comment on twitter is legit.” she just shakes her head, “Your sister was up my ASS with that.

Yeah I know, she’ll never forgive us if we did something like she thought we did. I might beat you to punching him, myself.

No, you don’t need to be getting into any trouble. He’s not worth it anyways. Our focus needs to be this match against Bill and Bea Barnhart and making sure that the path to what we want is a little less cluttered with all these people suddenly coming out of the woodwork. The Tigers are done-for after last week for a while. There is no coming back from that for them for a good long while.” she smirks at that, “Called that one. But now suddenly we got these two and suddenly Mikah and Kris coming out of fucking nowhere looking to trip up all these things that we have been working our asses off for. I’m not going to let whatever bullshit they have planned get in our way of that goal. I’m willing to go team to team, knocking them all down and getting to Summer XXXtreme to get that real shot.” Mal just sits back and smirks at her in a knowing way, “What?

He pulls her back into his arms and kisses the top of her head, “Your brain is a beautiful thing to watch sometimes.

Shut up.” she says cuddling into him, “I just don’t get why I can’t say this any other time. I’m just so sick and tired of us not being taken seriously. When I snap, and it’s coming, you’re gonna be blamed for being a bad influence on me when in fact it’s just the truth. I know the Barnharts don’t look at you and I seriously. They never have even though I look at them at barely being a real threat to anything....even a cactus.

That gets Mal to laugh out loud, “That’s my girl.

If anyone wants to blame our bad attitude towards this whole damn thing on ANYTHING, it’s this vicious circle we keep having to go in. If I have to take that out on Bea to prove a point, then I’m gonna with a smile on my face while Bill gets his ass handed to, by you. We warned them, we told them all weeks ago, Mal. We were not gonna be responsible for what we had to do to make sure we got a rightful shot. If that means having to go from Burnharts to Wolfslair and everywhere in between, then so fucking be it.

Sass n Bash at your service.” Mal tipping his non-existent hat.

How can we fuck up your lives today?” Bella doing a small curtsy from her curled up position.

They laugh as another huge firework goes off in the distance and Luka barely flinches and gives a low gruff. They both look at her and just smirk and shake their heads.

Fuck it.” Mal says with a deep breath. “Go

Bella looks back at him with a surprise like “Really?” and he just nods. She takes a deep breath and looks straight ahead, “You guys want the honest truth, we’re out to prove a lot of things. Our feelings about our status are not some joke for you to laugh at. You want to laugh, we want to make history. You want to point and say how pathetic we are, we’re going to slap your hand away and drop you on your head and look down and laugh at you as you are drooling and counting the lights.

We’re not here to amuse you, we’re not here dance for you. It’s been a hell of battle thus far, but are you really ready for a shocker. We’re out to back up all the talk. We’re out to prove people that want to nip at our heels, people like the Barnharts and Mikah and Kris....you jackasses wanna ride our coattails??? We’re more than happy to pull that rug out from under you.

She stops for a moment and just rubs her face in aggravation.  

I’m not one to be a bitch but I’m getting sick of this whole “Oh they’re impressive but how can we take them seriously.”

Word to the wise...you better effing start.

Because before you know it, instead of trying to nip at our heels and trying to overshadow it, you will be chasing US for the Mixed Tag Team Champions.

Mal sits up and raises his eyebrow and throws his arm over his fiancee, “Bet on it.

Happy 4th of July, folks. The real fireworks are about to begin.

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Climax Control Archives / Dreams and Nightmares
« on: June 19, 2020, 04:14:31 AM »
 ~*~*~Nightmares Tell Lies~*~*~

And the winner of the match....

Not me.

Bella is seen laying in bed, looking extremely banged up from whatever hell she went through earlier that night, her hand sans her engagement ring. She’s looking at her left hand, playing with the empty area.

For some reason Mal didn’t give me back my ring” she thought, “He just looked so sad, he pushed me to the locker room after everything....he didn’t even hug me like he always does....

Before she finishes her thought the door to the bedroom opens and in strides Malachi looking rather pissed off for some reason, he doesn’t lay next to her, instead he heads into the closet and starts banging around.

Mal...babe? What are you doing?” No response. “Malachi?

You hear a heavy sigh come from the room and almost in a blur he comes out of the room with a big gym bag and a bunch of shirts, he drops the bag heavily on the bed which startles Bella and she jolts up, in pain and looks at what is going on as he shoves things into the bag and walks back into the closet.

What the...Mal, what are you doing?

What does it look like I’m doing?

Bella carefully crawls across the bed and looks inside and sees it’s all his shirts, “It looks like you’re packing.

Mal comes out of the room, more clothes in hand and stops when he sees Bella kneeling next to it but he just scoffs at her looking at him with her big blue eyes, “I am...

What? But- ...But why?” Bella says confused.

Mal grabs the bag before shoving more clothing items in the bag, “I’m done Elizabeth. I’m done with this, with your family...with you.” Tears immediately well up in her eyes as she tries to look into his but they are just cold towards her. She reaches out to grab his hand but he quickly pulls back, “Don’t.

The coldness of his voice makes her twitch for a moment before she burst out with tears, “Mal, please....talk to me. What is going on here? ...I’m so confused right now. What happened? What did I do wrong?

A year...a year that I have had to put up with you and your crazy fucking family and how they are supposedly all just so successful...so I figure, that eventually would rub off on you, right? But instead I sit back and I have to watch you lose over and over and over and it’s pathetic. You are completely pathetic. You conned me into doing this whole Mixed Tag Division, thinking, who knows maybe me a former World Champ would actually help boost this supposedly talent you have and you have done NOTHING but fuck up every single time. Embarrassing yourself, embarrassing me. Tonight, watching that pathetic attempt, only made me realize that I made an enormous mistake in taking any kind of chance on you.” With those last words, he zips the bag and practically rips it out of Bella’s hands as she was gripping it tightly listening to him just rant and rave. He flings it over his shoulder, looks dead at her but doesn’t say another word and walks out of the room...

Bella just looks completely confused and tries to get something out but...“MAL!” is all Bella manages to get out before we hear the door slam shut....

And her eyes snap open, she sits straight up and bed, tears flowing down her face and screams, “MAL!

We hear the bathroom door rip open and see Malachi screaming out “BELLS?

Bella just sits in the bed, catching her breath, tears still streaming and looks over at him with her eyes huge, “Oh my God Mal!” she quickly crawls across the bed and wraps herself around him just bawling her eyes out. “You’re here...you’re still here...

Mal is completely caught by surprise a bit from his love’s sudden burst of tears, this is the first time in almost a year she has had a dream like this, but he wraps her up in his arms and holds her tightly, “Shhhh, I’m here macushla....” Bella just sobs into his chest and holds him as tightly as she can still mumbling through the sobs that he’s still there. Eventually her outburst exhausts her and he feels her slipping so he holds her tightly as he helps her to the floor. “Talk to me Bells....what happened?” as he soothes her, stroking her long hair.

Bella eventually calms down enough to look up at him and touches his face, “You....you were so...mad...” she stares at every inch of his face like she’s trying to memorize it, “I had, lost a match and you were mad at me...you didn’t give me any kind of the usual after match hugs or kisses.

Uhh, I always do that. No matter what.

I know that, but....for some reason you didn’t even talk to me, or give me my ring.” Bella shutters for a moment like she’s trying to contain herself, “...then....we got back and I went to lay down and you weren’t there...then suddenly you were, pissed off, not speaking to me even when I called out...you went into the closet and pulled out a big gym bag that I didn’t even recognize and you were just throwing in all these clothes and you were telling me that you were just disappointed in me and you were done with ...with everything.

Mal reaches up and brushes a strand of her hair back and tilts his head, “Everything?

My family, my failures....me. I guess I just lost that title shot that I have on Sunday and you were just...you were so mad at me and I just sat there...” Bella breaks down again, and Mal just wraps her up again, “I screamed for you....but...

Shhhhhhh, shhh, shhh....I’m here mo gra, I’m not mad...in fact I’m a little freaked out right now by this nightmare.

You’re not alone....I just...I have no idea where this came from. Ever since Christina’s show got announced and I got put in the main event of the show for that Bombshell Roulette Fatal Fourway, I’ve been stepping up doing the daily training with you. I’ve been excited but...” she cuddles into him more like she’s trying to meld with him, “I don’t know.

Silence fills the room for a moment as they just sit there on the floor, “....How big was this bag?

Bella can’t help herself but snicker a bit, “I probably could have fit in there along with at least enough for a week trip somewhere.” she looks up at him again and he has an amused smile on his face, “What’s so funny?

Your subconscious screws with you and gives you a ridiculous huge bag that could have easily hidden a body...

My body probably.

Hey for all you know, in that shit dream I could have come back and shoved you in there to take you away from this fucking hotel.” Mal sorta growls, “Been cooped up too long, we need air and a beach.

We got a pool.” Bella quips.

So totally not the same, especially in Vegas weather.” Mal comes back with a smirk on his face before he gives her a kiss on her forehead, “Either way, I promise you that I have zero plans on ever leaving your side or keeping your ring from you. I’m in this for the long haul, love. Win or lose, what happens in that ring has ZERO to do with how much I love you and our future.

But...the Mixed Tag...if I win...

Mal just shakes his head and gives her a sweet longing kiss, before he holds her face and stares right into her eyes, “We will cross that burning bridge when we get there but that is despite the fact that somewhere in that beautiful mind of yours that you’d think that I would give up on you that easily especially when you took an incredible chance on me. Yes, your family is insane, our friends are one level below being locked into a psychiatric ward....but the one constant is that I cannot even begin to fathom what a life without you would even look like. You understand me?

And with his final words all that fear that was locked in her eyes seems to melt away, she leans forward and gives him a sweet kiss before smiling at him, “I swear to God, as soon as this shit with Mattie is taken care of and we are all back together again, I am not waiting long to marry you.

Even if we’re still stuck in Vegas?

If we have to steal Levi’s plane and fly to the other side of the world and only escape for a night or two...” Bella laughs, “Besides, your sister would kill you and then me and then you again.

Hey, if it’s good enough for Lach...” Bella slaps him playfully on the chest, “I’m kidding!

She yawns broadly and settles into Mal’s arms, “Feeling sleepy again.

Mal with little strength, gathers her up and picks her up while standing and takes a few steps before carefully placing her into the bed and sliding in behind her and holding her closely, she curls in as tight as she can and holds on to him tightly, “Bells, I need to breathe.

Sorry, I just wanna make sure you’re not going anywhere.” she loosens up a bit before settling in a bit more, “I love you Malachi O’Connell.

He smiles genuinely and gives her a gentle kiss on her head again, “I love you too Bella Madison, I promise I am not going anywhere.” he says before he closes his eyes and they both drift back to sleep.


~*~*~Dreams Come True~*~*~

I wish I knew where it came from. I wish I could tell you honestly. The fear of failure is constantly sitting in the back of my head.” Bella looks around, sitting in the center of a room on a plush chair, leaning back with her legs folded up in front of her. She wears a simple pair of jean shorts and a loose fitting blue top that almost matches her eyes.

You get so many chances and you come up short....how many times do you fail before you realize how that it’s not meant for you.” Bella glances up, eyes blazing. “Lucky for you guys I’m not one to just give up on what I know is my destiny. I gotta thank Christina for this amazing chance, and I can hear the groans from here, but for some reason she likes me and has seen fit to give me yet another opportunity but this is one hell of a mountain to climb.

I wouldn’t have it any other way, and you wanna know why? I love the battle. I love the fight. I love taking any chance I get and even if I fall short, I still manage to make this amazing impact. You guys have SEEN IT! I have, so many times, shown you guys that I am more than capable of finally taking that next step.” she looks to the side of her and smiles genuinely, “Fallen short...but always making an impact. That train of thought ends. I’m not going to let this slip by.

By the grace of the Gods, I was granted a main event spot and honestly I look and I know damn well that I could surprise every single person, and very possibly walk out with that Roulette Championship. As much as it would ruin the plans for the Mixed Tag Division that we know were bound to happen after Into The Void, having a shot at the new Roulette Champion, Violet Amelia Holt is a challenge that I am willing to take on. Throw in Jessie Salco and Christina’s better half Selena Zdunich and you ladies are gonna realize that there is nothing more than I love to do than throw a wrench into the plans.

Could you imagine it? Walking in, seeing that wheel spin, getting into that six sided ring with those 3 and making Violet one of the quickest reigns to happen in SCW History!” Bella makes it a point to motion with her hands every detail of those words. “People wouldn’t know what to do! Hell the way 2020 is going right now, I’m waiting for frogs to fall from the sky... but man....turning around and getting that Bombshell Roulette Championship and after a year of battling, crawling, getting my ass handed to me more than a few times...all that hard work pays off.

What’s crazy is I know Jessie Salco doesn’t think highly of me after the last time we faced. I feel like she will be out for my blood especially. Which...cool...bleed me. Please! I wasn’t in the mood for new photos for a while anyways. I feel like maybe Selena may be a bit jealous of how much Christina likes me...girl, you got the ring. Don’t mean I know that you are even irritated that I’m here in this match to begin with!” Bella laughs twirling her beautiful engagement ring on her hand, “No need for you to be jealous anyways....but bring the fight.

And as for Ms. Holt?

Bella shifts and leans forward.

Seems to me like you got the really shitty end of the stick, you coming off of Void with this huge win over proverbial favorite Candy and coming out with that championship. Thinking you might be able to enjoy it for just a moment....and then....this. Facing one of the most tenured women in SCW history, the wife of the woman that made this match and then me...the young 22 year old upstart that is so thirsty to make this moment count.

The smirk on her face now grows almost dark.

Ladies...make no mistake, I’m not making shit personal...but so help me GOD if I gotta I will. I will bleed for that chance, and I will make you all suffer just as much if not MORE to prove my point. Dreams and Nightmares, are just your subconscious’ way of telling you the things you want and the things you fear will only guide you. I know my nightmares of failure and loss will always stick with me...but that gives me all the more motivation to shut that dark part in my head up and make my dreams come true.

I will make my impact...I will become the Bombshell Roulette Champion. And then I’ll owe Christina a big one because if it wasn’t for her, my dreams would have had to wait til that next chance rolls around. ....maybe a bottle of wine....who knows. I’ll figure that out when Climax Control comes to a close.

And I’m the one that is standing tall.

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Supercard Archives / Wolfslair V Trenton Tigers V Bella and Malachi
« on: June 05, 2020, 11:39:37 PM »
 ~*~*~Face Yourself~*~*~

It’s Been One HELL of a Year

Yeah, that’s right, I’m celebrating my one year anniversary in the business that I basically grew up in. I started with making a statement, standing up to one of the most influential people in my life....

Love you Levi.

But a year ago, I stood across the ring from him, steel chair in my hand, smirk on my face and a huge chip on my shoulder and I canoed his head in, in front of God, Goddess and everyone.

How’s that for making an impact? There isn’t a soul in this world that does not know the name of Levi Russow and here is a girl that he watched grow up, that he trusted to watch his own kids, that helped influence and push to be the best that she could be...standing across the ring and sick and fucking tired of his shit. That’s me. The second generational daughter of one of the baddest bitches in this business, standing up and saying no more. I took my place where I knew I belonged. The ‘Sassy Second Gen, Not To Be Fucked With’ was born, and I was off to face the world.

But I’m going to let you guys in on a little secret, I wasn’t always Elizabeth Marie O’Neil-Madison. Hell I wasn’t always an O’Neil. That’s my mom’s maiden name, incase you were trying to keep score at home.

From about the age of 12 to now, I have been with my mother and my step-father. But the journey to that point....It’s a long tumultuous story that feels like it was set up for General Hospital or Days of Our Lives. But it’s the truth. To keep it in the Reader's Digest version of this, my mom was 16, my grandfather didn’t like that his daughter was pregnant, they had a fight, shit went down and she ended up having me a couple months early.

Now to really set this up, my grandfather used to be a real son of a bitch. In his own little world, he thought that controlling every little detail his children did would not only help them but keep the “Family Status” in New York’s crème de la crème that he had grown quite accustomed to. My mother’s stubborn refusal to that and the fact that she got knocked up with yours truly lead to a sequence of events of her thinking I didn’t make it for over a decade and me being adopted by a wonderful group of people that I knew as my mom and dad, David and Melissa Miller and living in New Orleans for the first part of my life. Sad thing is, at the age of 6, I found out that I was adopted when my adopted mother decided to tell me the truth because she started to notice that she looked nothing like her parents in a family picture. HELL of a thing to drop on a 6 year old but there was reasons behind it and to this day I will never forget the sad smile on her face as she told me that she could never have children because cancer took it from her....and then cancer took her from me a year later.

So from 7 to 12 it was just me and my dad, While he was busy working and I kept myself busy with school, music, martial arts, sports and dance, this poor guy had a little girl on his hands and he had no clue how to connect...except for one thing.

We found our common ground...professional wrestling. We would always make sure that we would gather for a show on TV or the live events that would come close by. My room was filled with merch from posters and pictures to t-shirts, action figures of my favorites. One of them? Laura Phoenix.

She was just so COOL, because she didn’t give a damn who you were or how much it was going to hurt, she was going to do what she had to to make her mark. She did just that and became the face of PWS and their many umbrella companies. I begged my dad for a chance to meet her, I had too! This woman was so strong and yet, when I looked at her, I could see there was something almost familiar. I know, strange coming from someone who was 10 at the time but I keep telling everyone, I’m not like other girls.

ANYWAY, he made it happen, I got to meet my hero and it was just....it was a moment in time that when you look back it didn’t seem like that big of a deal, maybe it was because I accidentally spilt Jesse’s water, who knows but come to find out neither one of us could shake a feeling. I became obsessed with her shortly after that...I was a fan before but this was downright crazy for a young girl....needless to say a year and a half later, we both found out the truth. I also was kidnapped by a crazy psychopath between all that too. BUT, there was a reason I felt pulled to her and we were quickly reunited.....after my trip to the craziest carnival you ever would meet....it’s a longer story. My adopted dad, David, he’s been there for everything in my life, if it wasn’t for him I wouldn’t have found mom. If it wasn’t for mom, I wouldn’t be here. If it wasn’t for Nick and Levi and Jesse and Daniel, I wouldn’t have been ready for this before I left for Paris.

..........yeah sorry mom. Figured you’d find out sooner or later.

.....so much for the Reader’s Digest version...more like an InStyle Magazine interview. Either way, this is my story. That’s the people that I have rooting for me, adopted and otherwise. Add in Malachi, Alanah, Jack...hell throwing Lach and Sierra into the fray....I can honestly say that I have nothing to fear when it comes to myself.

A year later....I finally fucking REALIZED THIS! My history is what built me...not what I am. My story is just the beginning. If you think my crazy ass Days of the General Hospital Lives didn’t keep me from doing this....what the hell makes you think facing my enemies stands a chance of me giving up?


~*~*~Face Your Worst Fear~*~*~

How you feelin’, love? Wanna run through that once more?” Mal sitting across the ring from Bella. Both have been taking every chance they got to get into a ring, knocking off any rust, doubts and details before Into The Void IX.

Bella smirks laying down in the center of it, catching her breath, “I don’t think it’ll hurt...but honestly my legs are feeling like gumbo at the moment because we’ve been going at it for TWO HOURS!!!!

She points to the clock on the wall and Mal’s eyes get wide when he notices she’s right, “Well damn, I knew we could go a long time but 2 hours?! That’s a new record....for in the ring at least.

Bella laughs, “Always working blue. I can honestly say we are ready in the ring wise for whatever the hell this match is going to throw at us on Sunday, but man...I don’t know what the hell else we could do at this rate. We know Johanna and Alex are damn good...

Yea

We know that Brandon and Daniela are not going to be happy with us after getting into the match.

Understatement

And do we give a fuck?

Not in the least.

Bella sighs and lays back, “And that’s why I love you and we work so much.

Thank God for that or this whole engagement thing would be super awkward.

Bella sits up and just glares at him, “Ok, smart ass. Either way, I’m feeling wonderful about this whole match. I really really feel like we have a chance at something amazing here. For the first time since my debut, I’m clicking on all cylinders. It’s fun! I am having so much fun with you on this.

Mal smiles brightly and slides over to her and kisses her on the cheek, “As am I, love. Well, if you are feeling comfortable about everything, I think I’m gonna go grab a quick shower and suggest you do the same, and then we’ll grab some dinner.

Good idea, cause you don’t exactly smell like a rose right now.” Bella crimples her nose at her sweaty fiance.

Mal looks shocked for a moment before poking at her side, “One to talk there sassy.” Bella laughs and tries to swipe at him but he manages to slide out of the ring quickly. “I’ll be 10 minutes.” before he heads into the locker room.

Bella lays back down onto the mat and stares at the ceiling, “You know what the worst feeling in the world is? My worst fear? ....letting him down. He put himself on the line for me for this chance...yeah...he almost cost us our jobs but he is trying so hard for us. I am just so amazed at what he’s doing, the steps he’s taken and the lengths he has gone through to just prove how much he wants this for the both of us. It was my idea but he has just embraced this.

Sacrificing is a huge part of any relationship, putting yourself on the line, taking that chance....

....

There’s that word again. The chance you take of having your heart hurt and trusting someone so completely. I trust in Malachi. I wake up to him every single day and not once do I feel like my life is about to completely implode.

I swear the Tigers are an implode waiting to happen. Daniela and Brandon supposedly weren’t originally good enough to be in this match according to their own manager....but the two that were going to replace them, they didn’t even beat us. We already know my history with Daniela. But we’re out to prove that win was still a fluke while trying to best the best damn and most dominating Mixed Tag Team since Team Eggplant....

Bella sits up again and just shakes her head, “Good lord, that name. I still like “LOWKEY”, I just want that on record. But how the hell do you look at a team like Wolflair in the face and say “Hey, we’re gonna beat you”? You don’t. I have talked about fear a lot leading into Into The Void, because fear can be ONE HELL of a motivator. Fear of what could happen next, no matter the outcome. Win, lose...you have to face the next step of what is coming. The future is something a lot of people fear...hell, Mal and I have done a lot of talking about the future and it’s strange to me. Because I use to be someone that would map out a plan for the next day, wake up and do it but never plan too far ahead in fear of it blowing up in my face. NOW...now I sit here and I can almost feel those Mixed Tag Titles in our hands. Sass and Bash has one HELL of a mountain to climb but fuck that fear of the unknown. Fear is what motivates us. Fear is what drives us. And you all should fear what is about to come. Wolfslair....Trenton Tigers...the four of you need to start looking to the future with one notable difference: No Championships for you. ....scares the shit out of you don’t it?

Bella sighs happily and rolls out of the ring, turning and grabbing her glasses, phone and a towel. “The fear of the unknown...the fear of the factor you weren’t anticipating. And the fear of the fact that come hell or high water, after Into the Void IX...you will finally know why I told you to fear us.

With that Bella turns on her heels and begins to sing:

Rocket engines burning fuel so fast, up into the night sky they blast.
Through the universe the engines whine
Could it be the end of man and time?
Back on earth the flame of life burns low
Everywhere is misery and woe
Pollution kills the air, the land, the sea
Man prepares to meet his destiny, yeah

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Supercard Archives / Wolfslair V Trenton Tigers V Bella and Malachi
« on: May 30, 2020, 11:16:16 PM »
 ~*~*~Ok guys, you made it...Now what?~*~*~

Friday Night

Statement made. Ticket punched to the casino, to Into the Void IX. Now if you really want to make a statement...now’s the time.

Well, next week is the time. Triple Threat, the Trenton Tigers, Wolfslair ...and the rag tag team of misfits...Sass and Crass!

OI!

Bella looks up behind her, “You’re doing it AGAIN! Keep it up and I’m going to lock myself in that bathroom to do these.

I am not Crass!” Mal says “I am a classy mother fucker!

...Oh yeah??? Hey Google! What is a crass?

*Chime*

“A crass comment is very stupid and shows that the speaker doesn't care about other people's feelings. In today's day and age, you don't have to wear black to a funeral, but to show up in clown pants is simply crass.”

Bella just looks at Mal for a moment before he chimes in, “I would never wear clown pants to a funeral...red...maybe...but I would never be caught dead in clown pants.

Point taken. I’m sorry, just trying to play around with possible names for our team. Last thing I want is how your brother and soon to be sister-in-law got theirs.

Hey, in Lach’s defense, that was ALL Sierra.” Mal points to the book, “Try again....keep the Sass though, I like that.

Brash?

Mal just makes a face, “Mmm...no.

.....what about Bash?” Mal sort of perks up a bit, “I mean when you think about it, that sorta describes us both. Cause as sassy as I am, you are my equal in every way when it comes to your little comebacks.

He smirks for a moment before leaning down and kissing her on the head, “Simple and perfect. I like it! Sounds like we got a name.

She sighs and scratches out ‘Crass’ and writes down in big bold letters, B-A-S-H. “Now if we could only agree on music.

Another battle for another day. At least the name doesn’t have to do with a vegetable.” Mal laughs making his way into the bedroom.

What are you up to?” Bella says looking back, “Don’t tell me you are looking over that suit again for tomorrow?

I am, if anything goes missing Lach will kill me. I swear he’s more nervous than the bride.” he yells from the other room.

Si is nervous too, she just doesn’t show it.” Bella goes back to looking at her book and turns the page back looking at a drawing that she sketched of her one year old brother, Aaron. She sighs touching the page.

Bells?” Mal noticed she went quiet, “Hey, love?” Malachi walks over to her and glances over her shoulder to see why she went quiet, “Hey...your mom told you not to worry. They’ll get him back soon enough and he’ll be back in here driving me nuts along with the dog.

Bella slams the book shut and angrily wipes the tears from her eyes, “I know...” she sighs, “Maybe I shouldn’t go tomorrow. I don’t think I’d be good company on what is supposed to be a happy day when it looks like my whole family is falling apart.

Nonsense, Lach would tell you that he would want you there just so for a few moments you can forget the bullshit. Your brother is going to be ok. Besides, last thing I want to do is go without you on my arm.” he says pulling her away from the table and wrapping her up in a big tight hug, “I know you won’t let that dress go to waste anyways...don’t think I didn’t see it.

Yeah yeah yeah....just glad it got here before tomorrow.” Bella smirks. “Alanah and I were talking about it for a week before I got it. I even teased her about catching the bouquet, which she was like “Ohhhh I don’t need to be scaring off Jack with that!” But yeah, best not to go to waste...but the minute I start feeling crowded?

As long as it’s after my best man duties, we’re out of there, I promise.

Ok good.” Bella slides out of his arms, “I’m gonna go try that whole shower to snap out of the funk thing.

Mal just nods, “I’ll see about looking for food....and maybe join ya?” he finishes with a devilish smile.

Bella just rolls her eyes at him before turning and going into the bathroom and Mal grabs his phone.


~*~*~Sometimes you wish the world would just stop~*~*~

Just for a minute, throw a pause and breathe...but that’s not a thing. Not in my world at least.

Scene opens up with Bella sitting in a chair and she leans back with a sad smile on her face.

It’s been one hell of a battle to get here. Just when it all looked lost, we stepped up and spoke out and as if it was the right time and the right place, Christian and Mark sorta saw it our way. Trenton Tigers trying to pull a fast one with the Freebird rule, only to have it backfire in their faces. Now, we told the whole lot of you that there was no way in hell we were going to let that second opportunity pass us by and we made it count. And I wanna make it as clear as day to Daniela, you got me once...I will be DAMNED if you get me again.

She takes a deep breath.

Seems a little familiar don’t it? How this is all set-up? For good reason, because I don’t want the distractions of my world coming into this. I have been waiting patiently for another chance at a championship, and I kinda wish I had this chip on my shoulder a few months ago. Back when I found myself getting beat down by Johanna on her debut match. I really didn’t think back then that this would be how we meet again. I tell ya something, Johanna and Wolfslair has been almost a sleeper cell. That particular team as a whole has been so dominant and amazing to watch. Not going to lie, I’m intimidated. But that intimidation only goes so far. They tell you in psychology to get over your anxiety that facing your fears is the best way to really heal that anxiety.

Bella smirks and leans forward.

You heard me right...to get over your fears, you face what scares you most. Overcoming my loss, overcoming my failures....facing the fact that there is always a chance that it’ll be my slip-up that can potentially cost us...I’m going into Into The Void...I’m going to stand in that ring with a man that is just as determined as I am and by some way, we’re going to see a new team stand as the Mixed Tag Team Champions. Facing the fear of failure is only going to empower us to make that mark.

Bella stands up,

That’s all I’m going to say for now, I’m going to let that thought that I just put....stew in the Trenton Tigers and Wolfslair minds. We’re coming full boar and honestly, if it means putting it all out there for that ONE MOMENT....So. Fucking. Be. It.

She turns and walks out of camera shot and we see sitting on the chair, a sign and written in big bright bold letters it reads:

Second Gen
Don’t Fuck With Me

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Climax Control Archives / No Cuts, No Buts, No Coconuts
« on: May 22, 2020, 11:34:30 PM »
 “We show you things that you don't know.
We tell you of places you'll never go.
We've searched the world both high and low
To capture the beasts for this marvelous show
From mountains where maddened winds did blow
To islands where zephyrs breathed sweet and low.
Oh, we've spared no pains and we've spared no dough;
And we've dug at the secrets of long ago;
And we've risen to Heaven and plunged Below,
For we wanted to make it one hell of a show.”

Charles G. Finney, The Circus of Dr. Lao

Come one, come all to the craziest show on earth. Given the current state of the world, it’s hard to believe that little over a year ago I was on some Caribbean island, enjoying the beauty of the world. Shortly after that, I made my official debut and since that time, I have been raising eyebrows and apparently pissing people off left and right lately because I am just not gonna sit idly by while they think it’s perfectly fine to jump to the head of the line. I get the premise of the ‘Freebird’ Rule, I don’t exactly agree with it but it’s not my promotion and I don’t make the rules. Somehow it completely got by me that the Trenton Tigers was not even a full Freebird team when Daniela and Brandon got one on us at Blaze of Glory.

I’m thankful to Christian and Mark for this opportunity because honestly, after what Malachi said to them, I expected to be shoved to the back of the line to never see the light of day, but somehow, someway...we lucked out. I guess it pays to be the nice one after all.

But this week has been a crazy one, training as much as possible without hurting ourselves and just preparing as much as we can. We’re not going to let this chance get by us again, I’m gonna make sure of it. I let it happen once. Not again. So much is on the line here...it’s not just us. It’s whatever evil intentions Christian has for Malachi shall we not succeed. We’re gonna make it work, we’re going to go to Into the Void IX and we’re gonna make some serious fucking history.

Hey! I’m nice...when I want to be!

Bella glances over her shoulder, glaring at Malachi, “What have I told you about reading over my shoulder when I’m doing this? And out of everything I just wrote down...that’s what you took from it?

Mal just shrugs “I’m reading through this little area, I’m not a speed reader like you either. How long did it take for you to get through that new Suzanne Collins’ book?

Bella smirks “2 days.

Exactly. And with what I know you ordered, we’re gonna need a damn U-Haul once this all breaks and we can go back home.

That's already a given. Nothing like a good old fashion drive across the country to test the calm” Mal just laughs before grabbing a bottle of water. “Either that or...

Or?” Mal sits down across from her,  “....Bells?

Bella spins in the chair to face him with a smile, “Just a random thought about how you have constantly moved for me. From Ireland and even when you had your place out here.

For like a second.

Yeah, but you have done just about everything to make sure I’m happy, I just wanna make sure you are happy too.

Mal can’t help but smile and holds his hand out, Bella takes it and he pulls her across the little space that was between them and pulls her from her chair to his lap, and leans his head onto hers, “I’m gonna be honest with you, love....we could be in Timbuktu for all I care, as long as you are there, I am home.

You mean it? You’re not going to hold it over my head years down the road, regretting all of this? Moving to New York, going for these Mixed Tag Titles...marrying me?

Not one bit. From a year ago, to what we’re about to face, we are going to take this second chance and we are going to own it just like we have always done. I swear it.” Mal said stroking her face, “...on Luka’s life.

Bella giggles, “Oh I’m sure she’d really appreciate you thinking about her with something that serious.

Well I know how much she means to you...

Bella smirks, “Try again...

Alright, alright....on my life, I am never going to hold anything we do, from what has happened to now and the future, INCLUDING winning this match on Sunday, getting our shots and marrying you. Better?

Bella kisses her fiance, “Much, thank you.

Good....now,” Mal stands them both up and grabs her hand, “To training.

The couple walks to the door and opens it up and we hear a loud bark come from another room and like a streak of lightning, Luka comes charging out and slips right through them both and out the door and down the hall.

DAMMIT!

LUKA! GET BACK HERE!” And when she doesn’t return, “Well....looks like we’re starting with cardio

After you.


~*~*~No Cuts, No Buts, No Coconuts~*~*~

So, I’m gonna tell you a little secret. I HATE short cuts. I also hate people that try to constantly cut in line. I cannot even begin to explain to you how much it gets on my nerves. It used to get me in a lot of trouble when I was a kid.

Bella sits comfortably in a chair, legs cross comfortably and her long hair pulled back, wearing a nice tank top and shorts to try and beat the Las Vegas heat beating down on the patio area.

So when I was about 10 years old, this was pre-reuniting with my mother. My adopted dad David had to make his first ever trip to school because during lunch we had this big bully decide to push his way through the line of 4th and 5th graders. This kid would pick on anyone smaller than him, he didn’t give a damn if it was boys or girls. I took it for about 6 months because usually I was able to avoid his pushing. He never ever got in trouble either, no matter how many kids went to their teacher in tears because of one thing or another. But he always did it.

Bella shifts a bit cause you see telling the story is getting to her. “You see on this particular day, the lunch was serving one of my most favorite things ever. ...No, not tacos. That obsession would come later. But maybe you guys remember the chocolate cake with the peanut butter icing? Oh man, that was just....there was nothing like it. Just so moist, and wild horses couldn’t keep me away on that day.

So there I am, standing in line...somewhat patiently waiting for my slice...when up walks the bully, and shoves me out of the way. But he doesn’t do it gently....oh no, see this kid pushed me rib first into the rails that held the trays....and he snatches the last slice that was to be mine. Despite the pain I was in, I stood up and I yelled at him that that was MY slice and he needed to give it to me.

Bella unfolds her legs and leans forward, “Do you wanna know what that little a-hole said to me? He towers over me and looks down and says ‘TOUGH LUCK, SHORTY!’ and shoves me again. ....now, I was always told to not start a fight, but make sure you finish it.” She smirks ever so slightly, “So...I did. I slapped his hand away from him getting his greedy, grubby paws on MY slice of the cake and when he went to swing, I ducked and like I had seen so many wrestlers do on TV, I wrapped his arm up in a hammer locked, grabbed him by his greasy hair and tossed him from the line. I had the entire cafeteria watch as I finally stood up for not only myself but for every single kid that had been pushed around by him.

Bella laughs for a moment and leans back, “The kids that witnessed it, cheered loudly because all this kid did was constantly try and bully them to make them believe they were the only one to rule the school. When he landed, he looked up at me, his eye huge and I grabbed my cake and I took a big bite of it right there in line and it was one of the best things I had ever eaten. I got my cake and I ate it too. ....sadly after that bite though I was grabbed by a teacher and pulled from the line and taken to the principal's office. I don’t remember the walk but I still had my cake, and I ate it the whole way there with a smile on my face.

Bella leans up once again, this time really close and smiles brightly, “Do you see where I am going with this? I got in trouble, for standing up for myself and for my classmates against someone who thought it was perfectly fine to constantly push their way to the front of the line, but after that, after I pushed back and refused to take it, when that kid saw me he would turn the other way and realize that I am not one to be pushed around.

I think that’s what got to me so damn much when it came to the Trenton Tigers attempting to pull the Freebird Rule out when DVP and Brandon actually earned the shot. Vector and Char Kwan weren’t even in the picture before Blaze of Glory, it was like they were in this mindset that it was perfectly fine to waltz into their place because their manager told them so. I don’t know about you guys, but that seems like there is little confidence in the Trenton Tigers. Malachi and I pushed back because it wasn’t right. We got insulted by Char and Vector seemingly thinking it was O.K. for them to push their way into that spot.

Bella stands up and bows to the camera.

So THANK YOU Christian and Mark, thank you for giving us this chance. Because I will be DAMNED if we let it fall to them again. What kills me too, is that Car Kwan HAD these damn belts in her hands. She HAD IT and instead of actually making the best of the opportunity, you decided to vanish into thin air and finally after months of not defending the Mixed Tag Titles, you and your partner were stripped. What the hell makes you think for one minute that you deserve another shot? HUH??? Where have you been all this time? And why the hell should we actually care?

Bella glares into the camera, “Here’s where it gets messy, despite the fact that we got another chance of going to Into The Void IX and facing off against your cohorts and Wolfslair, despite the fact that if by some Bible inducing miracle you do beat us and Malachi faces whatever Christian cooked up to make him pay for his words. I am not afraid. That’s the brilliant part of ALL this, I am not scared of the Trenton Tigers! I will NOT let this chance just pass us by. WE will not stand idly by while you bullies try and push us out of the line.

This time, we’re going to push back and you go to the end of the line to get your slice of the cake while we go to Into The Void IX...and we upgrade to the Mixed Tag Team Championships.

Bella takes a deep breath, moving the hair that has fallen from her ponytail and fallen in front of her face and straightens her top before smiling.

Clear enough for ya, Tigers? See you Sunday.

And without another word she turns on her heels and sees Malachi standing there with a devilish smile on her face, “Now, that’s the hellcat I’m gonna marry.” he says as she brushes past him, grabbing his hand and pulling him back inside.

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Climax Control Archives / Not Gonna Let It Anymore...
« on: May 08, 2020, 11:35:30 PM »
 Super Late Tuesday Evening

Best. Quarantine. Birthday. Ever!

A satisfied sigh fills the darkened room as we see Bella Madison curl in tighter to her fiance, Malachi. “I’m happy you are happy, mo grá. I know it’s not exactly what you felt it should have been...

Shhhhh, don’t...don’t ruin it.” she said, grabbing his hand. “Somehow we will all be back together again...but even then, you seriously outdid yourself, if I didn’t know better I swore you were going to propose to me again the way you were going.

A small laugh comes from Malachi as he grabs her hand and kisses it on the back of it, “I think once was enough, but I could definitely understand why. If anything it would just be to try and get you to marry me faster.

It probably would have worked. But...

Mattie, I know.” Mal said with an almost disappointment in his voice.

Bella leans up and looks at him with sad eyes, “We said we didn’t want to rush it, and I swear as soon as she is back and things calm down, we will pick a date and then you will never be able to get rid of my sassy ass.

Mal smiles at her and brushes her hair back a bit, “Oh I know that, love. Just feeling rather....helpless right now. I know I’m protecting you, and in a way, Alanah. ...not hearing from Mark and Christian about what you talked about on Climax isn’t helping things either.” that last part kind gritted through his teeth.

They won’t ignore it forever and I brought up an excellent point in the entire situation. I have that triple threat match this week and if I manage to find a way to beat not only Jessie Salco but Char Kwan? We might have a way to get back into contending for those Mixed Tag Titles. Besides...I have a lot to make up for, for my mistakes.

Mal just shakes his head, “Don’t...don’t be sayin’ that again. Luck was on their side at Blaze...

But that’s the thing babe, I’m the one that took that pin, I did lose us that match. I need to make up for that and I somehow will. Just need to handle it, which means please...don’t be pissing Mark and Christian off.” Bella says with her big blue eyes almost in puppy form.

Mal just rolls his eyes at her and smirks, “I’ll try, mo grá. Just, no more talk of you being the reason we lost, alright?

Bella smirks and leans up and gives him a kiss, “Thank you...and I will, I promise.” And with that she curls back up to him, grabbing his hand again and looks at it, “I cannot wait til I look at this hand and see a ring around it.

Me too, love.” He kisses the top of her head, “Get some sleep...training tomorrow.

And the day after that...and the day after that...” Mal places his hand over her mouth.

Sleep sass.” Bella giggles a bit under his hand and can’t stop herself and licks his hand.... “OH COME ON! REALLY?!?!” Malachi wraps his other arm around her tightly and wipes his licked hand on her face to the tune of Bella laughing and squeelin’. “Imma gonna teach yer arse the hard way!

DIRTY!” is all Bella could get out cause it’s now turned into Mal pinning her down and tickling her. Eventually Mal relents and smiles down at his beautiful fiancee. She smiles back and wraps her arms around him, “I do love you, you stubborn ass.

Mal smirks and raises his eyebrows, “Prove it


Two Days Later

MALACHI NOAH O’CONNELL!!!!!” Bella's voice screeches out through the training center.

Mal looks across the room as we see Bella still in street clothes, storming across the room, phone in hand, looking pissed off, “Hey, there you are. Quick, get changed so-

No, I’m not gonna get changed, we need to have a chat.” she holds up her phone, “We had a chat just a couple nights ago, you promised me you wouldn’t piss off Mark and Christian and today you get into a piss fight on twitter?!? What the fuck is wrong with you???

Mal rolls out of the ring and holds up his hands, “Woah, ok hold up, I didn’t start that.

No, but you sure as hell didn’t help matters. I know you don’t exactly see eye to eye with the heads of SCW but insulting them is not going to help our case out at all.” Bella just can’t help but exacerbate the issue, “I just don’t understand why you do this. I’m out trying to make sure we have a chance at a real case and you piss off the ones with the power to either see it our way, or completely ignore it. You calling Mark Ward a...” she quickly glances at her phone “‘cockrag’ is NOT HELPING! Now even if I do win that triple threat on Sunday, what good could possibly come of it? All for fucking NOTHING!

Bella, you need to calm down, you know that Mark and Christian don’t think too highly of me to begin with...” ....oh yeah...let’s tell a raging woman to calm down. Bella just turns around for a moment running her free hand through her hair. “Babe, look at me. They should know by now who I am, I am the asshole of this...and I’m your fiance, that shouldn’t come down on you.

But I am not just your fiancee, Malachi. I’m your fucking tag partner. And it comes down on US. You think Lach and Sierra had these issues? Sierra is a fucking bitch, but she doesn’t insult the bosses! Do I agree with this freebird bullshit?? NO! But there is a way to do it and you just undid more than what I can possibly make up for. No amount of apologizing from me is going to undo this....” and with that Bella’s phone goes off twice and she glances down and reads it outloud, “From Mark: She's not, I like her, she fights and claws for what she wants, she gives it her everything. She talks like a person and treat people as such, regardless of being pissed off. I don't want boot licking. I want rational conversation, not insults, and you blew it, she hasn't. So if you get yourself a match Malachi, to prove you belong where you think you do, it's because of Bella, not you.

Malachi just stands there and Bella stares at him for a moment before she shakes her head and walks away, “Wait...where are you going?

For a walk....” is all Bella says before slamming the door behind her.

Last thing we see from Malachi is him leaning against the ring and muttering to himself “Fuck.

About an hour later we catch up with Bella sitting on a bench near the hotel, the sun of the Vegas heat beating down on her. Her legs tucked up under her and her head buried in her hands. She can feel someone sit down next to her and she just sighs, “Please...leave me alone.

Little girl...why are you crying?” a soft female voice asks

I’m not crying, I’m frustrated...there’s a difference.” Bella looks up and pushes her long blonde hair to the back and wraps it up in a loose bun and looks to the side of her and looks surprised at the figure next to her. An older woman with short light gray hair and glasses.

You look more and more like your mom with every passing day. Except...your eyes...they look just like...

My grandfather....I’ve been told. How can you-?

Oh, that. Well, I figured I’d finally pay you a visit. Felt like you needed a friendly ear. Now, don’t make me ask again.” the woman sitting next to her says with a small smile.

Bella sits back and looks at the woman and wipes away at her eyes, “Oh, well feels like I’m just having this huge battle with not just myself but with everyone around me. I’m trying like hell to shake this stink of being defeated only for something else to go down and derail me. I just blew up at my fiance because he has to constantly fight with everyone but me and I know he meant well but well...

Men do some stupid things in their life. Can’t fault him for trying...

Bella laughs, “True...I just wish sometimes he’d-

Think before he acts? Men never do...they are a very impulsive creature.

Does it ever stop?

The woman shrugs, “Well, to a point. Lord knows with my husband, he did some pretty implusive stupid things with our children...moreso our oldest son and daughter. Cost us 12 years with our granddaughter.” she looks towards Bella, “She’s a brilliant thing too, has been for a long time. But thankfully I was able to spend a lot of time with her before she went off to college." The woman glances down at Bella's left hand and notices the ring, “He really loves you though, especially with a rock like that.

Yeah, he has been there for me practically non-stop for the last year, pushing me through a lot of things, never letting me give up on myself when I want to just tuck myself into a corner and forget the world exists for a while. Like recently, we were in this match...we’re wrestlers by the way...but we lost and I’m the one that got pinned in the ring. For weeks I was kicking myself and feeling responsible. In fact I was so down on myself that I even called my loss the last time I was even in a match just cause I knew what was going to happen.” Bella just shakes her head, “But then this past week, he made sure I had the best birthday ever since I was a kid. Even during all this bullshit going on with the virus, I felt like a queen. I felt like I could take on the world with him....and then...

He went off the handle.

Bella just looks at the woman with a wide eyed expression, “Exactly! And here I am about to be in this Triple Threat with Char Kwan, who is currently on my shit list and Jessie Salco, who is a certified legend and I know damn well I have this huge mountain in front of me and I’m pissed at him. Why do guys always gotta do the strange shit at the wrong time?” she just leans back and covers her face.

Because men were sent to earth for 2 things, and one of those is to make sure we are almost always mad at them for something. Use it to your advantage....hell maybe get a puppy out of it or something.

Bella laughs and looks at the woman, “We already got one...she’s a handful.

She just shrugs, “Well....get another one then. Or maybe jewelry. But either way, he did it with the idea that maybe he was helping.

Yeah, I know. I just really really wanna go into this match with Jessie and Char and actually win for once. I know the moves, I know how to do it but something in my head stops me from really finishing it. I hate that I’m at the bottom, I hate disappointing people. I get my praises sung non-stop and for what? The win over Jessie Salco would be HUGE and beating Char would just help me prove a point...that I know we deserve a chance at contending for those Mixed Tag Titles. I have never in my life wanted something so much then just a moment what I want is what I’m going to get. I want people to realize that I am not going to let life screw with me anymore.

The woman smiles slightly, “You sound just like her...

Bella looks confused “Like who?

Your mother...once upon a time it was like her against the world and eventually she stood up to the biggest wolf in the pack, challenged them...she didn’t come out well the first time around but she never gave up. She kept clawing and scratching and eventually...” The woman let’s Bella finish the thought.

It paid off...I remember that.” Bella looks out and remembers it all fondly, watching her mom win her first ever PWSWF championship over some of the biggest legends in the game.

Maybe standing up to the respect and to the challenge is exactly what you need to do. Don’t let yourself beat yourself before you even step into that ring, don’t let them beat you before you are ready, and don’t even be ready to be beaten.” the woman looks out and sees that the sun is beginning to set, “One thing about your mom...she never let people tell her she couldn’t do something. In fact she was one that would do it just to piss them off. You have that same ability.

Paris, Mal....wrestling...

All of that was your choice. You took the chances, you have that gorgeous man, who drives you insane, you made your own path, exactly how you wanted to do it.

It’s time I let my own fears stop controlling me....it’s time I take exactly what I want. I’m going to make my statement. It starts with a legend and someone that just needs to realize that there is no skipping to the head of the line because there is a loophole the size of a mack truck in the rules. I’m gonna flip the script on every single one of them.” Bella looks over and the woman is gone and nowhere in sight. Bella looks around for a moment and when she looks the other way she sees Malachi standing off some distance away.

....go to him.

Bella stands up and walks over to Malachi, “Hey.

Hey.” Mal sighs for a moment, “I’m...

She doesn’t let him finish before giving him a kiss that catches him off guard, he reaches out and touches her face and breaks the kiss. “I know.

Mal just smiles and nods to head back to the hotel, “Hold on, I left my glasses over there.” Bella runs back to the bench and picks up her glasses and looks down at where the woman was sitting for a moment, and we can see tears well up in her eyes. “Thanks Gram.

She pushes the tears away quickly and heads back to Malachi, wrapping her arms around him and him around her as the scene fades out on the bench.

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Climax Control Archives / Long Look In the Mirror
« on: April 24, 2020, 11:53:37 PM »
 “Do not lose hope. Please believe that there are a thousand beautiful things waiting for you. Sunshine comes to all who feel the rain.” - R.M. Drake


I am beginning to think 2020 is just one of these big long drawn out horrible jokes. Except, I’m not fucking laughing....AT ALL!

Let’s flashback shall we?

In the last 2 weeks I have lost Mal and I a shot at the Mixed Tag Champions, I went thru a mental meltdown for the first time ever in my career, because I just couldn’t shake that something was very very wrong, I backed out of a match that I was very much looking forward too AND how right I was because that lead to one of my best friends being taken and is still missing. Nothing is worse than feeling completely helpless.

Call me Queen Elizabeth II because I am not amused.

~*~*~Future Sisters~*~*~

Las Vegas...cause where the fuck else would she be?
10am

Scene opens up on the patio deck of the hotel room where we see Bella Madison sitting in a wood chair. Her hair is in a messy bun, no makeup...looking like she hasn’t slept in days. In front of her, on a table sits a book and a travel mug filled with coffee. This book though is a beautiful leather bound book with a lot of the pages filled with handwritten scribbles. She may be one of the few left in the world to truly write her own thoughts on paper instead of taking to social media like many others.

I cannot believe you are still using those!” a female voice chimes in. One with an Irish accent.

Bella looks up and slightly smiles as she sees Alanah O’Connell standing there, “Still one of the best gifts I ever got. I actually should tell you this is book 3. I went out and found an exact copy and bought a couple more.” Bella motions Alanah to have a seat, Alanah is looking a bit disheveled herself, after all....Mattie is her friend too. “I figured coming out here, getting some fresh air was better than sitting in that hotel room with Mal and still feeling guilty as hell for what happened at Blaze of Glory.

Still kicking yourself for that?” Alanah says as she sits down, sitting her cup on the table as well.

Bella shrugs slightly, “Not the only thing but I can’t help it. We were so damn close and once again, I tripped up at the finish line like the running gag that I am.

Alanah just sighs, “Bella, you can’t be serious...

“Oh but I am...’Lanah it is just....I look at you, and Jack, and Mal, and Candy, and Mack and I see all this amazing talent that hard work and sacrifice has done. I feel like I’m just left holding the bag and disappointing the ones that talk me up.”

Uh huh...hold up....” Alanah reaches across the table and grabs her coffee cup and sniffs it, “Well at least it’s not Irish Coffee, maybe it’s just the lack of sleep we all have been getting since Demons Run but you need to stop and hear yourself talking right now. A year ago, you were ready to conquer the world...you practically dared Levi Russow, of all people, to face you and call you a ‘whore’ to your face. Since then you have faced your monsters, you are impressing a lot of people...

Impressing and winning are two very different things in this world of ours.” Bella interrupts, snatching her mug back from Alanah.

That may be, but you can’t tell me that after one loss that you and Mal are just giving up just like that on the idea of being a Mixed Tag team?” Alanah looks around for a moment, “In fact if I know my brother like I’m sure I do, he’s not going to let you give up on this. It’s a trip at the line...but I’ll give you a line that I got from a very knowledgeable woman when I first faced for the United Title in APEX and didn’t win, “In this business, it’s not a sprint...”

....”It’s a marathon.”” Bella smirks and just shakes her head, “My mother, she does have a way.

Alanah reaches out and gives her friend’s hand a squeeze “Exactly, and if we can all learn anything from what is going on with Mattie’s disappearance and what you have been dealing with is that this is just a moment in the marathon where you need to gather what you have done and realize that you will get there and the victory in that moment with Malachi or in singles is going to be worth ALL of this.

Bella stares at her future sister-in-law’s hand holding hers for a moment, “Maybe Jack’s right...maybe I am selfish.

Nah, there’s just a lot going on in the world and after what I witnessed with you, you are feeling every bit of this. It’s hard not too honestly.

I still have a stack of books in the room that you guys dropped off when you got to Vegas....I can’t even bring myself to look through them.” Bella says sitting back, “I can’t til she’s safe...

That sparks something in Alanah and she practically jumps from it, “...OH, that reminds me....I need to tell you something....” she says practically whispering.

Why are you whispering?” Bella says laughing.

Cause...it’s a secret.” Bella leans it but before Alanah gets another word out Jack Russow comes through the doors to the patio. “Dang it...” she whispers, “Hey honey!

There you are. Been looking all over the place for you.” Jack says almost relieved to see the girls safe.

Just out here talking to Bella. Sorry, I should have messaged you to let you know where I was.” Alanah said as she hopped up and gave Jack a hug.

Well we just don’t want you girls to be by yourselves during this. Mal was looking for you too.” Jack said almost solidly as he looked down at Bella’s book which she immediately closed up.

Right...I guess I should get back to the room and try and get some more sleep...only been up since 3am.” Bella unravels her legs and grabs everything and smiles at Alanah, “Thanks for the talk Alanah, I’ll see you guys later.

As Bella leaves Jack and Alanah, “I really wish you two would just solve your problems already.

Jack just sighs, “And I wish you wouldn’t leave my sight.


~*~*~Sometimes What You Need Is A Long Look In the Mirror~*~*~

We see Bella back in the room, all by herself. Malachi must have taken Luka for a walk or she escaped again but either way Bella finds herself alone in the room. She just sighs and drops her items down on the table and plops on the couch. She leans back and covers her face with her arms.

I cannot even begin to tell you the hell that is going through right now. I’ve barely slept, this whole situation with Mattie...how I feel about myself after Blaze of Glory....I have never in my life felt so lost in what I am doing. BUT!” And with that she raises her arm up to make a point, “What I do know is that I am pissed off at myself because I KNOW deep down that I am better than my situation.

Bella sits up and looks across the room at a mirror and tilts her head to the side for a moment as she stands up from the couch, “What did you learn Bella? What did you learn from the last couple weeks? You learned that you aren’t perfect. You learned that you still have a long way to go. And you are pissed the fuck off because what you need to do now is welcome in the new blood of SCW in the form of Myra Rivers.

Bella makes her way over to the mirror and stares at it, “See...here’s the thing that I’m going to point out. Bless whoever writes up these match lead ins. Trying to say Myra has this advantage of study...the problem is with that, with EVERYTHING that I have been going through lately, all that tape study in the world doesn’t mean a fucking thing. Why? Because I am feeling this change within myself. I have put up with a lot lately, most would let it take them into this darkness. I gotta be selfish because I have let things happen and I have felt handcuffed to not be able to fix them...but not anymore.

No more will you see me give my opponent the benefit of the doubt. No more will I let people think they have the answers to getting to me. Myra, welcome to Sin City...but boy, oh boy did you pick one HELL of a time to take me on in that ring.” Bella brings up her finger and shakes it, “Because now, I have no issues in doing what I need to do. I can be the best of friends but this...this is something different. I don’t know if it’s just me waking up to a lot of things but I know this, veteran of the ring or newb to the scene, I will make sure that come hell or high water I finally get what I want....that all the blood, all the sweat and all the tears will finally start paying off for not just myself but for Malachi.

Before Bella can get another word out the door opens and we see Malachi enter with Luka, “Hey, there you are. Everything ok?

Bella smiles and walks over to her gorgeous fiance and gives him a kiss, “Better than they were.”

Time to give whatever karma I pissed off a swift kick in the balls.

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Supercard Archives / TRENTON TIGERS v MALACHI and BELLA MADISON
« on: April 10, 2020, 11:42:16 PM »
 ~*~*~To Grace~*~*~

Wanda Grace O’Neil
August 9, 1954 - April 6, 2016

You know what I hate most about tombstones? That is pretty much all the amount of information that is given. What is missing is what happened in that area where the dash is. Wanda Grace O’Neil is my grandmother. Interesting to note, that I only really knew her from the age of 12 until she passed 4 years ago, but in that short time I found that I was very much like her. She loved to read, she was sassy as hell, she gave my grandfather a run for his money and no matter what, she loved everyone. She has this amazing ability to not put up with anyone’s attitude, put her foot down only when necessary and had this amazingly big heart. She saw the good in everyone.

Cancer took her, fast. She never got to see me graduate at the top of my class in High School. She wasn’t there to see me off to college. But no matter what I did before that, she made sure she was there to support me through everything I ever did. And I know while she didn’t understand it, she would support me now. One of the rings I wear on a regular basis, besides my engagement ring now, was a ring grandpa gave me that was hers. It’s been passed down through the last 2 generations, skipped mom but came to me. I hold it dear to my heart, only take it off when I’m wrestling, give it a kiss before I put it back on. She would always tell me “No matter what, to follow my heart.” And my heart has led me here, to Mal, to wrestling....and I don’t plan on ever letting her down. Especially being so close to what this time of year is....

Las Vegas, Nevada
Monday, April 6th
9pm

The sun has set over Vegas, the sky is clear and the moon is out. On the deck of the hotel we see a female figure sitting watching the practically empty strip of Vegas. Alongside her is a stack of shot glasses and a full bottle of whiskey. We hear a door slide open and the woman looks over her shoulder as we see it’s Bella’s mother, Laura “Phoenix” Madison. Laura smiles softly and stands up as we see Bella stride across the patio and straight into her mother’s arms, “Hey kid....good to see you.

Bella sighs a bit, hugging her mom tight. It’s been a while since she’s got to even see Laura let alone hug her, “I am so glad to see you.

Laura lets her go and smiles at her, “I know, this stupid virus turning this whole world into gumbo. Thankfully, everyone is healthy and here and we get to start our new tradition.

How have you been today? I know it’s rough on you...

It’s been a day, cried a bit...

Which is completely normal...

It is, but I still hate it. Thankfully Nick has made sure to try and keep me smiling, Aaron too. Jaime, Slappy, Levi and Emma all called to make sure that I was doing alright. I even heard from a few people that caught me by surprise. What about you?

Bella shrugs, and looks around, “I’m doing alright. After what happened last year with...” Bella kinda trails off, “I think Mal kinda expected him to show up again but there’s been no sign thankfully and Luka has been by my side like she knows something was up with me today. Once I saw your message on twitter, I told Mal I just had to be here.

Quite the awesome fiance you have there, missy.” Laura grabs her daughter’s left hand to take a closer look at the ring, “It does look better here than in that box.

He told me he had asked you and Nick at Aaron’s birthday party. I almost yelled at you when I called you that night.” Bella said, swatting at her mom. “I come from a long line of sneaks and I’m marrying one too. It’s redonkulous!

Laura can’t help but laugh a bit as we hear a female voice from behind, “Actually what I think is redonkulous is that you are both here and no shots have been poured yet!” Both Laura and Bella turn around to see a slender woman standing there with her arms folded with long brown hair and glasses down her nose.

Aunt Cam?!

SURPRISE!” boast a bright smiled Cameron (formerly O’Neil) Russow with her arms out.

Bella can’t help herself, she runs over and engulfs her in a huge hug, “What are you doing here?

Are you kidding me? Vegas, Whiskey, seeing the niece and her man in a big match and finally getting to congratulate you in person? The minute Laura called, I wouldn’t have missed this for the world. Jen sends her love, but...” Cameron looks knowingly at Laura, “Well it’s your Aunt Jen. Either way, I am here...let’s get this toast on to remember mom and celebrate you!

No Jesse?” Laura said looking behind her questionly.

He’ll be along soon enough, he ran into a few people in the lobby and I just couldn’t wait.” Cameron makes her way over to her sister and gives her a hug before grabbing the bottle and cracking it open. “It has been way too long since the crazy ones in this family got together. In fact I think the last time was....

Aaron-slash-Levi’s birthday, back in February.” Bella said, thinking quickly and lining the glasses up on the table.

That was ...interesting but no, something like this was maybe the night before my wedding. Just the 3 of us talking it up before dad busted in, insisting we’d get sleep before I dragged Jesse down the aisle.” The girls busted out laughing as Cameron poured the whiskey into the glasses. If you only knew what it took for Cameron and Jesse Russow to finally seal the deal....

Listen to them, squakin like a bunch of hens” Bella freezes for a moment knowing that voice.

Maybe we should warn that fiance of hers to run while the getting is good.

Bella turns around to see her step-father Nick Madison and her now uncle (Jack’s uncle as well), Jesse Russow standing there.

About damn time you two showed up.” Laura spoke up handing her husband a glass.

Only 5 minutes late. We would have been here sooner but Aaron spotted Malachi with Luka and well you can guess what happened from there.” Nick reaches over and pulls Bella into a hug, “I may not like him that much, but he treats you right. To me that’s what matters.....besides, I left him behind with Spinelli....

Oh God,” Bella laughs out, “Quick let’s get this over with so I can go save Spinelli from being maimed horrifically.

The crew laughs once more as the rest of the shot glasses gets passed around we see Laura standing there looking at everyone, “Ok” she takes a deep breath, “4 years ago, we lost an amazing woman, and while not all of us could be here for this I know they too will never forget the amazing woman mom was. I know she is looking at us from wherever she may be, smiling because we have all found where we are supposed to be. I look at Bella and Aaron, and I know that somehow she has graced her grandchildren with amazing strength. So...” Laura’s voice breaks a bit as Nick wraps his arm around his wife and kisses her on top of her head.

Bella steps up and lifts her glass, “To Wanda O’Neil, to the legacy she left us, to the strength of family, friends, and loved ones. May we all carry that with us and pass it along and show that we, with the grace that she left behind, remind everyone that we are stronger than ever. To Grace.

“To Grace!” everyone says, lifting their glasses and taking the shot.

From the doorway to the inside we hear yet another voice, “Dark knight, please! The Jackal did not mean to offend.

We see Malachi pushing Spinelli through the door with one hand, holding Aaron in his other arm with the leash to Luka around the same wrist, looking a little frazzled, “Keep moving nerd.” Mal gets over to the group and gently pushes Spinelli towards Nick and Laura “I believe this belongs to you.” He also passes Aaron over to Nick, “Him too” and he turns and hands the leash over to Bella, “And this belongs to you.

Is everything ok?” Bella says to him.

Hmmm? Oh fine, nerdboy was laying the Dad jokes on thick and I have not had enough alcohol to deal with that.” pointing to Spinelli. He looks down and sees the shot glasses and whiskey, “I hope I didn’t disturb anything.

Actually we just finished toasting to the memory of her, but....since you are both here....” Laura says grabbing the bottle, refilling everyone’s glass and giving one to Malachi and then one to Spinelli.

Uhhh, Valkyrie, as much as I appreciate this....remember the last time I consumed liquor?

Nick goes to say something but Mal reaches over and grabs the glass out of Spinelli’s hands, “I got this one. You all are one ahead of me anyways.” Mal raises the glass and shoots it down.

Way to take one for the team babe.” Bella said under her breath as Mal winks at her.

Ok, so I wanted to propose a toast to Bella and Malachi, first to congratulate them on their engagement but mostly to wish them the best of luck this coming weekend when they walk in to Blaze of Glory VIII and walk out as the number one contenders to those Mixed Tag Championships. You two have been through a lot in the last year, both growing professionally and personally and I cannot wait to see what this next chapter brings for you both.” Laura smiles brightly, “And while I know we are all not here right now, I know that every single one of our wild family wishes the same but we’d break laws if that whole crew was here. So here is to you two....show them exactly how it’s really done.

Kick ass you two” Nick says and raises his glass as well followed by Jesse and Cameron.

That’s the plan.” Mal said, raising his other shot glass.

We’re gonna show those Tigers, that we are not pushovers by any stretch of the imagination. We’re going to show them exactly what it’s like to be a real team.” Bella finishes as she also raises her glass and they all take the second shot.


~*~*~Just Keep Trying to Get Us~*~*~

You’re not gonna. You can literally have a movie of our last year and no one is going to completely ever be able to understand how every bit of what we went through truly brought us to this moment. I am not ashamed of it at all because we’re gonna pound it into the head of everyone that crosses our paths. We’re not going away.

We’re on the doorstep. Blaze of Glory VIII is here and we have been training our asses off. Yeah, girls vs. the girls, guys vs. the guys but we’re looking at it from a point that a team that works together does indeed stick together. Whether it's a 4 sided or 6 sided ring, we’re set and ready to go.

Can the Trenton Tigers, the BESTIES, say the same?? Mmmmm... lately???

I caught Dani by surprise and I’m still changing my game. It’s wonderful to know the amount of information that I have from all different walks of life. I keep telling people to not underestimate me. Hell I warned Mal right from the get go. I am not one to play games, I’m in it to win it. That’s one of the things I freaking love about Malachi as well. Never half-assing what he sets his mind too. And with this, I have never seen him more motivated. Well...scratch that the last time I seen this was when he was out to prove a lot of the naysayers wrong in Apex. Where he became the champ over there. Through this pandemic and this insanity of our world changing, he has refused to let me falter, even knowing what this week was for my family, he’s managed to help me kick my own ass. I don’t plan on letting him down.


~*~*~Not Now, Not Ever~*~*~

Friday, April 10, 2020
11pm

Just stop for a moment. And listen....

Silence falls upon the Las Vegas strip where we see Bella staring through the window of the hotel room.

Even through a double pane glass window the sounds are eerily quiet. The world has completely changed and will perhaps never be the same ever again because of this stupid virus.” Bella turns and smirks, “But because most of the world stops does not mean we stop. We fight and we continue on because it is what we do.

I hate this virus, it has scared a lot of people and turned some of the people even dumber than they already were. I get why Malachi is the way he is, I can’t even get on most social media platforms anymore because the stupidity that is flowing anymore.” Bella grips the bridge of her nose and closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.

It’s why when I see the Trenton Tigers try and compare Mal and I to the Barnhart’s I practically wanna smack them over the head with a steel chair. I mean, congrats, ya’ll beat them....that’s them. Not us. Dani had to learn that lesson the hard way. You can study so much tape, you can try and learn ALL the nuances and the moves and the ticks....and still get beat because you try and make things two dimensional in a three dimensional world.” Bella looks over her shoulder to the outside, “In a world that seems to be somewhere in the fifth dimension right now....kinda makes it a little hard. We’re stuck in a hotel, barely allowed to move around but we still all have stories to tell, we all have matches to win.

To the Trenton Tigers, to Daniela V. Rodgers and Brandon Sludge...you two have no fucking clue what you are getting yourselves into. You can claim just how much you really want to own the Mixed Tag Division, when you still can’t get it through your heads....we are out to make one hell of a statement. And it starts with you two school spirited clowns. All the video, all the study in the world can’t get you into one place....and that...is here.” Bella points to her head. “So you can both try like hell to beat myself and Malachi, but at the end of the day, I think you both know how this is going to end. And like Mal said, feeling generous....once it’s all said and done...we’ll give ya a shot, if you are feeling froggy. But what I want is for you two to learn a valuable lesson from this.....much like I have been in my time in SCW. School is ALWAYS in session. Ra ra ra.

And with that Bella draws the curtains closed and things go dark.

Time for the Tigers to fall from grace.

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