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« Last post by Victoria Lyons on March 28, 2025, 03:29:50 AM »Victoria could do nothing but stand there and watch as Alexandra Calloway set her throne of Blaze the fires consumed everything reducing her power symbol and legacy to nothing but embers. She was forced to stand there and witness her throne turned to ash and cinder.
But she didn't scream she remained calm committing every flicker of flame to memory and once the video stopped playing she focused her attention on something more important.
How?
Somehow Alexandra had gotten in gain access to doors that should have been closed to her it couldn't have happened on its own she had to have help and there was only one person in The Lyons Den who would offer such a helping hand to Alexandra Calloway.
Alexander Lyons.
They were friends and tag team partners over in PWS, it had to be him, he had to be the one who gave her access and let her in. She really should have seen it before how could she have been so foolish? Even if he had nothing to do with it, she really didn't care. Someone needed to pay, and since Calaway won't be available until Blaze of Glory, it may as well be one of her friends. [/i]
“Alex..” Victoria said casting a glare over to Vincent.
Vincent only nodded, he understood what Victoria was telling him.
It didn't take them long to find Alex, alone, brooding in one of the corners of The Lyons Den minding his own business.
“Hello cousin.” said Victoria “Got something you need to tell me?”
Alexander tilted his head and only smirked at her, why Victoria whatever can you mean he said.
“Listen to me bastard.” she said “You know exactly what I mean. My throne, it was you who helped your precious little dark sister steal it, wasn't it?”
“Maybe I did maybe I didn't.” Alexander said with a smirk still on his face.
“Don't play games with me bastard.” said Victoria “She couldn't have gotten done it alone, and she couldn't have gotten into the Lyons Den without an invite from somebody FROM The Lyons Den, and that somebody is you isn't it?”
“Hey I'm not the one who dropped my keys.” said Alexander flippantly.
“So you don't deny it?” said Victoria glaring at him.
“I only helped her get it out of here.” said Alexander “She did all the rest but you know what I'm glad she did and I'd help her do it again.”
“You had no right.” said Victoria.
“Oh get over it.” said Alexander “It was just a damn chair. You should worry about that precious championship of yours, because Alexandra is dangerous right now, more than she has been in some time, and more than ever she wants to be the one to make you fall, and I’ll be the first to congratulate her when she does.”
“Is that so?” said Victoria shifting a gaze to Vincent and nodding. “I understand you two are the number one contenders for the tag titles in that little company working together.”
“And what business is that of yours?” said Alex.
“Oh it's really not.” said Victoria “Just like my business with Alexandra had nothing to do with you, but you involved yourself even if you were just an outside force and now the time has come.”
“Time has come?” said Alex, “Time has come for wh..”
Before Alexander could finish, he was nailed from behind by Vincent with a clobbering blow to the back of the head. Alexander fell to the ground as both the twins began to stomp him.
After laying the boots to him, Victoria held Alexander down as Vincent quickly grabbed a nearby chair and wrapped it around Alexander's wrist and stomped on it not once, not twice, but three times.
The only thing louder than the cracking of the bone was Alexander's screams as they echoed throughout The Lyons Den
“Good luck taking those tag titles home now…bastard..” said Victoria.
She kicked him in the head one last time for a good measure before her and Vincent made their escape, not that anybody could really do anything about it anyway, given their last name.
__________
The room is trapped in swirls of an impenetrable fog, swirling endless circles with shadows that stretch and twist along empty gray walls. The eerie silence cuts deep in the stillness of this place as the cameras catch up to Victoria Lyons sitting cross-legged the floor with Vincent behind her.
She has a different intensity in her eyes one that borders on madness, the kind that only is born out of desperation. She runs her fingers across the crown on her head knowing that at least that was still hers, but deep down she knew Alexandra had destroyed her true symbol of power.
She exhales heavily, holding on tight to the championship around her shoulder. It feels heavier, the weight almost unbearable but she refuses to release it. It's hers, it's her identity, her legacy and she will not let it go.
Softly we hear her begin to sing in a beautiful but dark tone.
“Cinders glow and embers bite.
A thief will burn before the night.
Smoke will rise and flesh will char.
She came for blood, she took her turn.
Now it's mine to make her burn.”
The rhyme rings through the fog softly as if the air itself is carrying it. Victoria breathes in deeply as she rises to her feet, a sick strange darkness lingering in her eyes that stay glued on the camera as she readjusted her crown and begins speaking.
“Did you really think you could just get away with it?” Victoria said with a venomous hiss “Did you really think you could just come into MY domain, take MY property and destroy it and suffer NO CONSEQUENCES?”
“I'd call her a fool.” said Vincent “But even a fool would be smarter than that.”
“You think you’re so smart don’t you?” said Victoria “Do you have any idea what you've unleashed? Do you realize what a big mistake you just made? You just sealed your own downfall and the downfall for all those you care about.”
“Which means perhaps LJ should watch his back…...” said Vincent.
“I'm going to destroy everything she loves brother.” said Victoria ”I thought we were even when we played the concussion game, but I should have known, with how selfish Alexandra is. It's never enough for her is it she can just never accept the truth."
“That she will never beat the queen.” said Vincent.
“Now she stands even less of a chance.” said Victoria “Because she unlocked something in me, she unlocked the anger. The bitch took my throne Vincent!!!! It was mine!!!! And she burned it!!! And she had no right!!!! She had no right.!!!"
“Focus sister….. this is what she wants.” said Vincent.
“I am focused brother.” said Victoria “But now she's made it personal, and I am going to make sure that this “Queenslayer” who need I remind you, has never slayed any queens is reminded of her place beneath me. I don't need to prove a damn thing to you or anyone else but I'm going to, and when it's all said and done you'll be nothing but a name forgotten in the dust another failed challenger.”
Victoria pauses with a heavy exhale.
“You wanted this Alexandra.” Victoria said “You wanted to make this into a war, so now all is fair game, and anything that happens to you, anything that may happen to LJ, or Bella, or anyone else you care about is going to be on you.”
“Just ask our cousin Alexander to give you a hand.” Vincent said with a smirk.
“Oh she's going to be furious when she finds out about that” laughed Victoria “But she should consider it a lesson learned about what happens when you cross me.”
That hideous smirk grows across her face.
“You stole from me.” said Victoria “But one thing you can't steal is my championship, you're going to have to actually earn that. But you won't, I'm going to keep this championship and wear it for even longer than anyone ever imagined. I'm going to be champion as long as I WANT to be champion and all you're ever going to do is chase me and be caught in my dust."
“Always reaching but never grabbing.” said Vincent.
“Or never holding on long enough for the very least.” said Victoria, “You want to talk in your little blog about me not passing the reigns of others?…BITCH, my reign is longer than both of your reigns combined. My reign has outlasted every other Bombshell Roulette Champion except one And once I beat you I'm going to that record in the dust too. It is my destiny to become the sole member of the Bombshell 300 Club. You're NOT better than me!!, You think you can just take from me?! You want to burn MY throne? Well, I'm going to fucking burn you bitch.
“Victoria….” Vincent said nervously
Victoria wasn't listening, she seemed blinded by rage her eyes filled with a fire of their own.
“She needs to learn Vincent!! She needs to learn that you don't just steal from people!!" Victoria said, “Did I STEAL my championship? Did I STEAL my crown? No. I won this championship, I won my crown by fighting. I didn't just take, I don't just take things, I earn them. And some may not like my methods, but at least I'm not a thief. Anybody who still thinks I haven't earned my right as champion or earned my right to be in the position that I'm in, is either delirious, jealous, or just lying to themselves at this point.”
“Vicks.”. said Vincent
“I'm tired of it Vincent.” said Victoria “The disrespect. I have earned every accolade that I have to my name. I have earned them ALL Vincent!! Yet still some think I'm nothing, that I don't deserve to be here. Throne or no throne, I am still the queen and I am still the Bombshell Roulette Champion. A reign like mine doesn't happen by accident Alexandra, just because my sole reign is not only longer, than both of yours but more memorable, doesn't mean you need to be jealous. Is that it? Because I'm tasting all this success that you desire? What are you going to do when Vincent and I become the mixed tag team champions? Do you really think we're concerned about you and LJ? We already proved who the better team was. Or will it be Miles? Whichever of those two idiot brothers it is, won’t matter, because I will always be better than you.”
“Vicks…” Vincent said again but his words continue to fall on deaf ears.
“You screwed up Alexandra.” Victoria continued “You shouldn't have stole from me, because now it's going to be my personal mission to make your life a living hell. This should have just been about the championship but you crossed the line, and now you're going to pay the price. I will show you and everyone else who truly rules this division.”
“Long live the queen.” said Vincent with a sigh.
Victoria keeps her hideously twisted glare on the camera has everything fades out to black.
_________
A brisk wind blew through the Lyons estate, Vincent and Victoria were far enough from the main house to avoid any interruptions but close enough to still feel like home.
Victoria kept a tight grip on her Bombshell Roulette Championship, it's not just possessing the title that matters to her it's what the belt represents.Power, dominance, and control. And Alexandra Callaway wants to take all of that away from her.
Nearby leaning against the stone railing Vincent watches her with his arms crossed he had let her vent and stew in her own anger long enough.
“You're playing right into her hands.” Vincent said to Victoria
Victoria casts the sharp glare in his direction, “What did you say to me?!”
“You heard me.” said Vincent “I said you're doing exactly what she wants she wants you angry and she wants you to lose focus and you're giving her exactly that.”
“I'm pissed Vincent! She stole from me! She trespassed and stole MY throne! I have every right to be pissed off!” Victoria said angrily
“I never said you didn't Victoria.” said Vincent “But I know you better than anyone, you let anger take control and it costs you.“
“Do I look like somebody that's going to lose.” snapped Victoria
“You look like somebody who's making this personal instead of tactical.” Vincent snapped back
“It is personal!” Victoria said rolling her eyes
“Listen Victoria…” said Vincent “If you don't keep your head on straight you're going to lose that championship.”
“You really think Alexandra Calaway is capable of beating me?” asked Victoria annoyed
“I think anyone is capable of waiting if their opponent is too blind with revenge.” Vincent replied.
Victoria held her championship up to Vincent
“This is MY championship.” she said “And she's trying to take it, but I'm going to break her Vincent. I'm going to make her regret ever thinking she could step to me. She was the one who challenged me and when I accepted she backed out. You don't get to just tap on my shoulder and run and you certainly don't get to steal from me.”
“That's fine.” said Vincent “Just don't get sloppy, don't give her a single opening. You want to hurt her, fine. Just make sure you're still holding that championship when it's over. We need to leave Blaze of Glory as champions together."
“I'm going to hurt her.” Victoria said “There's not going to be enough left of her to scrape off the mat when I'm finished.”
“That's what I like to hear.” said Vincent, “Just remember focus, she’s trying to get into your head because that's the only way she can win. Don't let her.”
“You know there's always LJ Kasey…”. said Victoria “I wonder how much fight should have left in her when she finds him lying in a heap in the parking lot before the show. It would just be poetic she takes for me I take from her.”
“Could be a nice little lesson.” smirked Vincent
“She'll learn Vincent.” Victoria said “One way or another she will learn.”
Somewhere deep down she knew Vincent was right and he was the one person that could talk to her so aggressively and still get away with it. His words sat in the back of her mind but Alexandra’s still sat toward the front because one thing was still for sure.
Alexandra Calaway was going to pay one way or another.
__________
Victoria said across from coach Kaiser in the lions den both of them staring at each other like a couple of old gunslingers Victoria knew why she was called in here and she wasn't bothered by it.
“You broke Alexander's wrist you know Victoria." Coach Kaiser said breaking the silence.
“Oh how tragic.” Victoria said with a smirk and feigned concern.
“He still wants to fight, but now he's going to have a cast for a while, you handicapped him.” said Coach Kaiser.
“And?” Victoria said casually resting her feet on Coach Kaiser's desk.
“He's your family Victoria!” said coach Kaiser
“Oh he will be fine.” Victoria shrugged “You said he's still competing, the way I see it I did him a favor. Now he can prove how tough he really is.”
Coach Kaiser exhaled heavily.
“You don't get it do you?” he said.
“I get it just fine.” Victoria said “But I don't get is why you're pretending it's some grand injustice, since when do you have a problem with people making statements?”
“That wasn't a statement Victoria, that was a retaliation.” Coach Kaiser said. “And you're playing right into her hands.”
Victoria's expression darkened.
“Calaway….” she hissed.
“Yes her.” Coach Kaiser nodded “This is what she wants Victoria, you to be distracted and reckless. You're letting her get in your head and you're making it personal."
“I'm making it personal?!?!” Victoria snapped “She's the one who started this. I'm just going to be the one that finishes it.”
“And that means you needed to break your own cousin's wrist?” said Coach Kaiser
“Stop being so dramatic.” Victoria said with an eye roll “If he’s still showing up then that gives him an edge and makes him look tougher. It'll be better for him in the long run. See! I am a magnanimous queen after all.“
“You're walking a fine line Victoria.” said Coach Kaiser “You want to be the longest reigning Bombshell Roulette Champion? Then start thinking like a champion and stop thinking like a woman obsessed with revenge.”
“This really is the principal's office isn't it?” Victoria smirked “Calling me in here, scolding me, trying to teach me something like I'm some unruly kid who got caught fighting in the halls, it's actually kind of sad Coach.”
Coach Kaiser didn't say anything in response.
“Is this what you do now?” Victoria said “Sit behind your desk and try to keep the new generation in line you used to be the star student of this place. You were my dad's prized student, and Vincent and I both looked up to you like a brother growing up. Now you just live through your own students, through us.”
Is a slight flicker in coach Kaiser's eyes but he said nothing.
“Oh don't give me that look.” Victoria said “You need us to be great don't you? You need Eddie, Cleo, even me to be successful because if we're not what does that say about you your legacy and your leadership?"
Coach Kaiser continued to look at her his expression unreadable but she could feel the tension in the air.
“I don't need your lectures coach.” Victoria said “I don't need your approval, and I don't need you to tell me how to be a champion.
“Then go prove it.” Coach Kaiser said with a steady voice.
“Oh I will.” said Victoria confidently.
Then she stood up and on the turn of the heel she was gone from the room.
__________
The cameras open on a suffocating endless void. The silence lingers for an uncomfortable amount of time, just long enough to feel unnatural before a wispy glow emerges from the mist and the fog curls and twists into unnatural patterns as though it's watching someone.
And then she appears.
Victoria Lyons.
She moves with a slow and methodical pace the Precision of a predator she has the Bombshell Roulette Championship resting proudly on her shoulder and as always her crown resting proudly upon her head.
“I keep telling me I'm taking this too personal.” Victoria said that “I need to let it go move on focus more on the match in my legacy and do you know what that tells me?”
She glares into the camera.
“It tells me that none of you understand.” she said “Not one of you pathetic weak-minded insects. You think this is just about a match? That is just about a title defense? That is just about me adding another name to my endless list of failed challengers?"
She exhales heavily with purpose.
“That throne was mine!” she said with a venomous tone “I bled and suffered for it. I walked through the fire and yet somehow I'm being told that I'm too emotional when it was my property that was destroyed. MINE!!!
She pauses and takes a sharp inhale as though trying to keep something monstrous inside.
“Like I should just sit back, smile and allow a pretender like Alexandra Calaway to put her filthy hands on my throne”. She huffed
Has she catches her breath she crunches her hand into a fist.
“Who the hell do you think you are?!” she explodes with a vicious untamed rage “You were never meant to stand where I stand, you were never meant to be near my throne but you wanted to play Queen didn't you? You wanted to step into my world and make a statement of your own at my expense.”
Her expression twists into a smile as she laughs to herself.
“You were wrong.” Victoria said “And at Blaze of Glory I will make sure you never make that mistake again. I'm not just going to beat you Calaway. I'm not just going to defend my championship. I'm going to break you and I'm going to leave you lying in the ruins of your own failure so you finally understand the cost of your arrogance.
She tilts her head playfully.
“I want you to remember my voice Alexandra.” Victoria said “I want you to remember my name because I will be standing over you still the Bombshell Roulette Champion. You will suffer, you will burn, and you will be broken. You will regret making the biggest mistake of your life. Long live the queen.”
Then the screen cut to black and through the silence there was a slight crackling the flames the sound of something burning.
__________
Victoria Lyons stands at the precipice of another war but this one is more personal than her previous battles. Alexandra Calaway has forced her into a battle that is not just about the championship, but about dominance legacy and refusing to be cast aside.
Victoria has had an iron grip for months as the Bombshell Roulette Champion, proving time and time again why she belongs at the top. But Alexandra has positioned herself as a legitimate threat not just to Victoria's championship, but to her very reputation.
Alexandra Calaway is no mere challenger. She’s someone forging her own right, unrelenting and dangerous, willing to go to any lengths to claim victory. The queen won't admit it herself but she is completely blinded by rage and wants nothing more than to make sure Alexandra Calaway suffers.
It's not just about winning for Victoria anymore, it's about making sure that Alexandra knows she made a fatal miscalculation. It's about sending a message that nobody, not Alexandra, not anyone will forget the name of VictoriaLyons.
A storm is brewing, and both Bombshells are certainly going to rip each other limb from limb but Victoria is prepared to prove that she is the undisputed queen of destruction. When the dust settles it will not be Victoria who falls it will be Alexandra Calaway who burns.
[/i]But she didn't scream she remained calm committing every flicker of flame to memory and once the video stopped playing she focused her attention on something more important.
How?
Somehow Alexandra had gotten in gain access to doors that should have been closed to her it couldn't have happened on its own she had to have help and there was only one person in The Lyons Den who would offer such a helping hand to Alexandra Calloway.
Alexander Lyons.
They were friends and tag team partners over in PWS, it had to be him, he had to be the one who gave her access and let her in. She really should have seen it before how could she have been so foolish? Even if he had nothing to do with it, she really didn't care. Someone needed to pay, and since Calaway won't be available until Blaze of Glory, it may as well be one of her friends. [/i]
“Alex..” Victoria said casting a glare over to Vincent.
Vincent only nodded, he understood what Victoria was telling him.
It didn't take them long to find Alex, alone, brooding in one of the corners of The Lyons Den minding his own business.
“Hello cousin.” said Victoria “Got something you need to tell me?”
Alexander tilted his head and only smirked at her, why Victoria whatever can you mean he said.
“Listen to me bastard.” she said “You know exactly what I mean. My throne, it was you who helped your precious little dark sister steal it, wasn't it?”
“Maybe I did maybe I didn't.” Alexander said with a smirk still on his face.
“Don't play games with me bastard.” said Victoria “She couldn't have gotten done it alone, and she couldn't have gotten into the Lyons Den without an invite from somebody FROM The Lyons Den, and that somebody is you isn't it?”
“Hey I'm not the one who dropped my keys.” said Alexander flippantly.
“So you don't deny it?” said Victoria glaring at him.
“I only helped her get it out of here.” said Alexander “She did all the rest but you know what I'm glad she did and I'd help her do it again.”
“You had no right.” said Victoria.
“Oh get over it.” said Alexander “It was just a damn chair. You should worry about that precious championship of yours, because Alexandra is dangerous right now, more than she has been in some time, and more than ever she wants to be the one to make you fall, and I’ll be the first to congratulate her when she does.”
“Is that so?” said Victoria shifting a gaze to Vincent and nodding. “I understand you two are the number one contenders for the tag titles in that little company working together.”
“And what business is that of yours?” said Alex.
“Oh it's really not.” said Victoria “Just like my business with Alexandra had nothing to do with you, but you involved yourself even if you were just an outside force and now the time has come.”
“Time has come?” said Alex, “Time has come for wh..”
Before Alexander could finish, he was nailed from behind by Vincent with a clobbering blow to the back of the head. Alexander fell to the ground as both the twins began to stomp him.
After laying the boots to him, Victoria held Alexander down as Vincent quickly grabbed a nearby chair and wrapped it around Alexander's wrist and stomped on it not once, not twice, but three times.
The only thing louder than the cracking of the bone was Alexander's screams as they echoed throughout The Lyons Den
“Good luck taking those tag titles home now…bastard..” said Victoria.
She kicked him in the head one last time for a good measure before her and Vincent made their escape, not that anybody could really do anything about it anyway, given their last name.
__________
The room is trapped in swirls of an impenetrable fog, swirling endless circles with shadows that stretch and twist along empty gray walls. The eerie silence cuts deep in the stillness of this place as the cameras catch up to Victoria Lyons sitting cross-legged the floor with Vincent behind her.
She has a different intensity in her eyes one that borders on madness, the kind that only is born out of desperation. She runs her fingers across the crown on her head knowing that at least that was still hers, but deep down she knew Alexandra had destroyed her true symbol of power.
She exhales heavily, holding on tight to the championship around her shoulder. It feels heavier, the weight almost unbearable but she refuses to release it. It's hers, it's her identity, her legacy and she will not let it go.
Softly we hear her begin to sing in a beautiful but dark tone.
“Cinders glow and embers bite.
A thief will burn before the night.
Smoke will rise and flesh will char.
She came for blood, she took her turn.
Now it's mine to make her burn.”
The rhyme rings through the fog softly as if the air itself is carrying it. Victoria breathes in deeply as she rises to her feet, a sick strange darkness lingering in her eyes that stay glued on the camera as she readjusted her crown and begins speaking.
“Did you really think you could just get away with it?” Victoria said with a venomous hiss “Did you really think you could just come into MY domain, take MY property and destroy it and suffer NO CONSEQUENCES?”
“I'd call her a fool.” said Vincent “But even a fool would be smarter than that.”
“You think you’re so smart don’t you?” said Victoria “Do you have any idea what you've unleashed? Do you realize what a big mistake you just made? You just sealed your own downfall and the downfall for all those you care about.”
“Which means perhaps LJ should watch his back…...” said Vincent.
“I'm going to destroy everything she loves brother.” said Victoria ”I thought we were even when we played the concussion game, but I should have known, with how selfish Alexandra is. It's never enough for her is it she can just never accept the truth."
“That she will never beat the queen.” said Vincent.
“Now she stands even less of a chance.” said Victoria “Because she unlocked something in me, she unlocked the anger. The bitch took my throne Vincent!!!! It was mine!!!! And she burned it!!! And she had no right!!!! She had no right.!!!"
“Focus sister….. this is what she wants.” said Vincent.
“I am focused brother.” said Victoria “But now she's made it personal, and I am going to make sure that this “Queenslayer” who need I remind you, has never slayed any queens is reminded of her place beneath me. I don't need to prove a damn thing to you or anyone else but I'm going to, and when it's all said and done you'll be nothing but a name forgotten in the dust another failed challenger.”
Victoria pauses with a heavy exhale.
“You wanted this Alexandra.” Victoria said “You wanted to make this into a war, so now all is fair game, and anything that happens to you, anything that may happen to LJ, or Bella, or anyone else you care about is going to be on you.”
“Just ask our cousin Alexander to give you a hand.” Vincent said with a smirk.
“Oh she's going to be furious when she finds out about that” laughed Victoria “But she should consider it a lesson learned about what happens when you cross me.”
That hideous smirk grows across her face.
“You stole from me.” said Victoria “But one thing you can't steal is my championship, you're going to have to actually earn that. But you won't, I'm going to keep this championship and wear it for even longer than anyone ever imagined. I'm going to be champion as long as I WANT to be champion and all you're ever going to do is chase me and be caught in my dust."
“Always reaching but never grabbing.” said Vincent.
“Or never holding on long enough for the very least.” said Victoria, “You want to talk in your little blog about me not passing the reigns of others?…BITCH, my reign is longer than both of your reigns combined. My reign has outlasted every other Bombshell Roulette Champion except one And once I beat you I'm going to that record in the dust too. It is my destiny to become the sole member of the Bombshell 300 Club. You're NOT better than me!!, You think you can just take from me?! You want to burn MY throne? Well, I'm going to fucking burn you bitch.
“Victoria….” Vincent said nervously
Victoria wasn't listening, she seemed blinded by rage her eyes filled with a fire of their own.
“She needs to learn Vincent!! She needs to learn that you don't just steal from people!!" Victoria said, “Did I STEAL my championship? Did I STEAL my crown? No. I won this championship, I won my crown by fighting. I didn't just take, I don't just take things, I earn them. And some may not like my methods, but at least I'm not a thief. Anybody who still thinks I haven't earned my right as champion or earned my right to be in the position that I'm in, is either delirious, jealous, or just lying to themselves at this point.”
“Vicks.”. said Vincent
“I'm tired of it Vincent.” said Victoria “The disrespect. I have earned every accolade that I have to my name. I have earned them ALL Vincent!! Yet still some think I'm nothing, that I don't deserve to be here. Throne or no throne, I am still the queen and I am still the Bombshell Roulette Champion. A reign like mine doesn't happen by accident Alexandra, just because my sole reign is not only longer, than both of yours but more memorable, doesn't mean you need to be jealous. Is that it? Because I'm tasting all this success that you desire? What are you going to do when Vincent and I become the mixed tag team champions? Do you really think we're concerned about you and LJ? We already proved who the better team was. Or will it be Miles? Whichever of those two idiot brothers it is, won’t matter, because I will always be better than you.”
“Vicks…” Vincent said again but his words continue to fall on deaf ears.
“You screwed up Alexandra.” Victoria continued “You shouldn't have stole from me, because now it's going to be my personal mission to make your life a living hell. This should have just been about the championship but you crossed the line, and now you're going to pay the price. I will show you and everyone else who truly rules this division.”
“Long live the queen.” said Vincent with a sigh.
Victoria keeps her hideously twisted glare on the camera has everything fades out to black.
_________
A brisk wind blew through the Lyons estate, Vincent and Victoria were far enough from the main house to avoid any interruptions but close enough to still feel like home.
Victoria kept a tight grip on her Bombshell Roulette Championship, it's not just possessing the title that matters to her it's what the belt represents.Power, dominance, and control. And Alexandra Callaway wants to take all of that away from her.
Nearby leaning against the stone railing Vincent watches her with his arms crossed he had let her vent and stew in her own anger long enough.
“You're playing right into her hands.” Vincent said to Victoria
Victoria casts the sharp glare in his direction, “What did you say to me?!”
“You heard me.” said Vincent “I said you're doing exactly what she wants she wants you angry and she wants you to lose focus and you're giving her exactly that.”
“I'm pissed Vincent! She stole from me! She trespassed and stole MY throne! I have every right to be pissed off!” Victoria said angrily
“I never said you didn't Victoria.” said Vincent “But I know you better than anyone, you let anger take control and it costs you.“
“Do I look like somebody that's going to lose.” snapped Victoria
“You look like somebody who's making this personal instead of tactical.” Vincent snapped back
“It is personal!” Victoria said rolling her eyes
“Listen Victoria…” said Vincent “If you don't keep your head on straight you're going to lose that championship.”
“You really think Alexandra Calaway is capable of beating me?” asked Victoria annoyed
“I think anyone is capable of waiting if their opponent is too blind with revenge.” Vincent replied.
Victoria held her championship up to Vincent
“This is MY championship.” she said “And she's trying to take it, but I'm going to break her Vincent. I'm going to make her regret ever thinking she could step to me. She was the one who challenged me and when I accepted she backed out. You don't get to just tap on my shoulder and run and you certainly don't get to steal from me.”
“That's fine.” said Vincent “Just don't get sloppy, don't give her a single opening. You want to hurt her, fine. Just make sure you're still holding that championship when it's over. We need to leave Blaze of Glory as champions together."
“I'm going to hurt her.” Victoria said “There's not going to be enough left of her to scrape off the mat when I'm finished.”
“That's what I like to hear.” said Vincent, “Just remember focus, she’s trying to get into your head because that's the only way she can win. Don't let her.”
“You know there's always LJ Kasey…”. said Victoria “I wonder how much fight should have left in her when she finds him lying in a heap in the parking lot before the show. It would just be poetic she takes for me I take from her.”
“Could be a nice little lesson.” smirked Vincent
“She'll learn Vincent.” Victoria said “One way or another she will learn.”
Somewhere deep down she knew Vincent was right and he was the one person that could talk to her so aggressively and still get away with it. His words sat in the back of her mind but Alexandra’s still sat toward the front because one thing was still for sure.
Alexandra Calaway was going to pay one way or another.
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Victoria said across from coach Kaiser in the lions den both of them staring at each other like a couple of old gunslingers Victoria knew why she was called in here and she wasn't bothered by it.
“You broke Alexander's wrist you know Victoria." Coach Kaiser said breaking the silence.
“Oh how tragic.” Victoria said with a smirk and feigned concern.
“He still wants to fight, but now he's going to have a cast for a while, you handicapped him.” said Coach Kaiser.
“And?” Victoria said casually resting her feet on Coach Kaiser's desk.
“He's your family Victoria!” said coach Kaiser
“Oh he will be fine.” Victoria shrugged “You said he's still competing, the way I see it I did him a favor. Now he can prove how tough he really is.”
Coach Kaiser exhaled heavily.
“You don't get it do you?” he said.
“I get it just fine.” Victoria said “But I don't get is why you're pretending it's some grand injustice, since when do you have a problem with people making statements?”
“That wasn't a statement Victoria, that was a retaliation.” Coach Kaiser said. “And you're playing right into her hands.”
Victoria's expression darkened.
“Calaway….” she hissed.
“Yes her.” Coach Kaiser nodded “This is what she wants Victoria, you to be distracted and reckless. You're letting her get in your head and you're making it personal."
“I'm making it personal?!?!” Victoria snapped “She's the one who started this. I'm just going to be the one that finishes it.”
“And that means you needed to break your own cousin's wrist?” said Coach Kaiser
“Stop being so dramatic.” Victoria said with an eye roll “If he’s still showing up then that gives him an edge and makes him look tougher. It'll be better for him in the long run. See! I am a magnanimous queen after all.“
“You're walking a fine line Victoria.” said Coach Kaiser “You want to be the longest reigning Bombshell Roulette Champion? Then start thinking like a champion and stop thinking like a woman obsessed with revenge.”
“This really is the principal's office isn't it?” Victoria smirked “Calling me in here, scolding me, trying to teach me something like I'm some unruly kid who got caught fighting in the halls, it's actually kind of sad Coach.”
Coach Kaiser didn't say anything in response.
“Is this what you do now?” Victoria said “Sit behind your desk and try to keep the new generation in line you used to be the star student of this place. You were my dad's prized student, and Vincent and I both looked up to you like a brother growing up. Now you just live through your own students, through us.”
Is a slight flicker in coach Kaiser's eyes but he said nothing.
“Oh don't give me that look.” Victoria said “You need us to be great don't you? You need Eddie, Cleo, even me to be successful because if we're not what does that say about you your legacy and your leadership?"
Coach Kaiser continued to look at her his expression unreadable but she could feel the tension in the air.
“I don't need your lectures coach.” Victoria said “I don't need your approval, and I don't need you to tell me how to be a champion.
“Then go prove it.” Coach Kaiser said with a steady voice.
“Oh I will.” said Victoria confidently.
Then she stood up and on the turn of the heel she was gone from the room.
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The cameras open on a suffocating endless void. The silence lingers for an uncomfortable amount of time, just long enough to feel unnatural before a wispy glow emerges from the mist and the fog curls and twists into unnatural patterns as though it's watching someone.
And then she appears.
Victoria Lyons.
She moves with a slow and methodical pace the Precision of a predator she has the Bombshell Roulette Championship resting proudly on her shoulder and as always her crown resting proudly upon her head.
“I keep telling me I'm taking this too personal.” Victoria said that “I need to let it go move on focus more on the match in my legacy and do you know what that tells me?”
She glares into the camera.
“It tells me that none of you understand.” she said “Not one of you pathetic weak-minded insects. You think this is just about a match? That is just about a title defense? That is just about me adding another name to my endless list of failed challengers?"
She exhales heavily with purpose.
“That throne was mine!” she said with a venomous tone “I bled and suffered for it. I walked through the fire and yet somehow I'm being told that I'm too emotional when it was my property that was destroyed. MINE!!!
She pauses and takes a sharp inhale as though trying to keep something monstrous inside.
“Like I should just sit back, smile and allow a pretender like Alexandra Calaway to put her filthy hands on my throne”. She huffed
Has she catches her breath she crunches her hand into a fist.
“Who the hell do you think you are?!” she explodes with a vicious untamed rage “You were never meant to stand where I stand, you were never meant to be near my throne but you wanted to play Queen didn't you? You wanted to step into my world and make a statement of your own at my expense.”
Her expression twists into a smile as she laughs to herself.
“You were wrong.” Victoria said “And at Blaze of Glory I will make sure you never make that mistake again. I'm not just going to beat you Calaway. I'm not just going to defend my championship. I'm going to break you and I'm going to leave you lying in the ruins of your own failure so you finally understand the cost of your arrogance.
She tilts her head playfully.
“I want you to remember my voice Alexandra.” Victoria said “I want you to remember my name because I will be standing over you still the Bombshell Roulette Champion. You will suffer, you will burn, and you will be broken. You will regret making the biggest mistake of your life. Long live the queen.”
Then the screen cut to black and through the silence there was a slight crackling the flames the sound of something burning.
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Victoria Lyons stands at the precipice of another war but this one is more personal than her previous battles. Alexandra Calaway has forced her into a battle that is not just about the championship, but about dominance legacy and refusing to be cast aside.
Victoria has had an iron grip for months as the Bombshell Roulette Champion, proving time and time again why she belongs at the top. But Alexandra has positioned herself as a legitimate threat not just to Victoria's championship, but to her very reputation.
Alexandra Calaway is no mere challenger. She’s someone forging her own right, unrelenting and dangerous, willing to go to any lengths to claim victory. The queen won't admit it herself but she is completely blinded by rage and wants nothing more than to make sure Alexandra Calaway suffers.
It's not just about winning for Victoria anymore, it's about making sure that Alexandra knows she made a fatal miscalculation. It's about sending a message that nobody, not Alexandra, not anyone will forget the name of VictoriaLyons.
A storm is brewing, and both Bombshells are certainly going to rip each other limb from limb but Victoria is prepared to prove that she is the undisputed queen of destruction. When the dust settles it will not be Victoria who falls it will be Alexandra Calaway who burns.