[Mark Ward]

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[Evie Baang]

 The screen was black, which wasn’t anything new when it came to an Evie Baang promotional. Although instead of the screen coming to life with a glimpse of Evie’s face a lighter of movement could be seen walking up towards the screen from the distance. The figure was wearing all white, something that was well out of Evie’s comfort zone as she knew, she was no angel and only the souls of the innocent and pure could get away with wearing such tone. As the figure swayed herself towards the camera, the brightness of the figure provoked the screen to come alive. It wasn’t until the figure that belonged to a lady, brought herself in full view of the lens did the fans know for sure that it wasn’t the Australian sensation known as Ms Evie Baang. The Woman’s face was covered by the hoodie of the long white dress she was wearing; however, strands of her curly chestnut hair was spilling out and it cascaded around her face. Still her identity wasn’t known until she parted her lightly glossed lips and started this one off for Evie this week.

<FONT COLOR=#bd6bdf> “The stage is set and all that was once a dream has now become a reality. Evie Baang, Crystal Millar, The Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship it all comes down to one night, one date, one match. A match that will either make dreams come true, or create an imperfect nightmare. Will Crystal see out her dreams of keeping her Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship around her waist? Will she be able to silence the critics? Will she be able to outstand, outlast and outwit one of the few she is yet to face? Time will tell, but time is ticking away… tick by tick, tock, by tock… there is a countdown running downward and reality is fast approaching. Will the Queen of the Silver screen, have what it takes to hold her throne or are these last few days just her reserving it for the greater possessor?”

The lady lifted her head to the screen and tilted it to the side to show off a well-known smile, a bright white smile that belonged to Mrs Stevens. Her Australian accent sounded song like compared to Evie’s but she had a purpose for being here today, after all she was one half of the training team that had brought Evie into Sin City Wrestling. So, like a proud mother, of course she was going to do her bit to high light her student and give her the proper introduction. Odette rolled her tongue over her white teeth before her hazel eyes stared down the lens of the camera looking into the crowd and the audience that would be watching this at home.

<FONT COLOR=#bd6bdf> “The greater possessor, is whom you may ask? Well do not stress your imaginations any further or feel the need to dig deep into your intelligence to find the answer… for the answer is right before your very eyes. Miss Evie fucking Luna Baang.”

As soon as Odette uttered the words “Miss Evie Fucking Luna Baang.” The vision of the white lady that was Odette shifted and now the war-torn face of Evie Baang was on the screen. Evie as always had her usual black ring attire on, while the massive wolf like hoodie sat proudly on the top of her head. She wasn’t afraid to be a little different, to be eccentric after all she was an enigma compared to the rest of the Bombshells. Evie’s hazel eyes were looking towards the side of the screen, to no doubt where Odette was standing. The Aussie was quick to roll her eyes before parting her deep red painted lips before she spoke. He accent was thick than Odette’s it was harsh and brutal, almost unemotional as if she had nothing but hate streaming through her veins.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “Forgive her for her dramatic entrance, it’s just it was too hard for Odette not to get swept up in the thought of I, facing the Queen of the Silver Screen and it was too much for her not to get caught up in the flare of the performance. God love her, the theatrical bitch that she is.”

Evie’s attention turned from the direction of where Odette was standing back to the lens of the camera. She looked tired, worn out but still she looked as if she could go another twelve rounds and still not give up or give in. It had been a long, long week for Evie Baang, something that you will all be a witness to soon. The Aussie’s jet-black hair was straightened and down the sides of her face, forming a waterfall appearance while her makeup did very little to cover her bruised right eye. As might have appeared to be a mess, but her sick and twisted smile just proved to the world that she enjoyed it.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “Now I will agree with one thing she had to say and that is this, at Summer Xtreme you will all witness a dream be achieved for either myself or for Crystal, while the loser will be face with nothing but a cold hard nightmare. A reality if you will. You see Crystal has high hopes and big goals in mind as she tells us her dreams week in and week out about her retaining her Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship and yet she spits words towards us like she is deserving and that she is the one and only one that can lead the Bombshell division into the light. Casting the World Bombshell Championship in the light that it deserves. She bangs on about her merits and her desires, her dreams and visions of how she is going to lead us, lead us all into the golden era of greatness… she provokes her starlets into believing that she has what it takes to support them and to shut the critics down. But, yet, when the time for dreaming is over… when the time from removing her head from the pillow arises on Sunday the ninth of July. She will learn that sometimes dreams, are just nightmares just itching to be released.”

That cold cruel smile was just lingering on her face as she paused to give the audience a chance to catch up and focus on the words that she was saying. Her focus in her eyes shifted as she lifted her head to the camera, so now the footage was just focusing on her lips as she started to speak once more.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “And when it all boils down to it, on the Grand Princess Cruise liner, she will not be faced with hope, she will not come nose to nose with optimism and chance… Crystal Millar will be walking into the darkness, while seeking refuge with the few remaining starlets she has left… hoping they will be enough to light her way and guide her through the shadows. Only to find out that Summer XXXTreme will be the resting grounds of her hopes and her dreams. Davey Jones’, fucking locker won’t be in the sea that night… it will be in the very middle of that six-sided ring and once she enters there will be no coming out. The flash light she will be holding on to very so tight will combust and everything she has been working on, everything she has been training for will come into despair.”

Her tongue rolled across her white teeth as she took her time, thinking of the words she wanted to say next. Lord knows how much Evie wanted to say about Crystal but she knew now wasn’t the right time to be releasing it all as she had to wait. A quality Evie was very good at, waiting. Pulling the wold hoodie down over her eyes some more Evie continued with her promotional, hoping to pull the fans that were interested in this match into the hype so they could be excited for the match that was going to occur next Sunday night.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “For I am her misery, I am her anguish, I am the darkness and she will learn the hard way that all of her planning all of her hopes and all of her dreams, will be nothing but distant farfetched concepts. The chances of her walking away from Summer XXXTreme with her Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship around her waist are insignificant and worthless. And, once again her following will be left welding the wounds that come with the shallow depths of frustration and regret all because she promised them. Once again, she promised them that she would lead them, that she would protect them and that she would save them.”

An evil laughter escaped Evie’s lips as she thought about how Crystal’s fans would be left devastated next Sunday night it was chilling to her. Although the disappoint to Crystal’s fans wasn’t her main priority. Her focus was purely on the removal of the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship from around Crystal’s waist. To do so, she would accomplish one of her goals that she has for herself all she needed to do was no wait for the days to count down.  

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “They won’t be the ones whom need saving. It will be the Queen of the Silver Screen herself, who will find herself reaching out for a hero and yet, when she believes that her fans will turn into her saving grace, her white knights, her saviours only then will she realise that she is all alone. Like a lost island, surrounded by nothing but icy waters, forgotten in time. They will abandon her, because they know as soon as the tides change in this match and as soon as they know that the victory will be mine, they will flee from her. As they know that in two weeks following her loss she will turn on them. It’s history, a history that repeats, time and time again… a time warp if you will. Crystal might claim that she has the fans hearts in her best interest, however, let history remind you of where you stand with her.”

The sound of silence took over the airways once more as Evie stopped to give the fans some time to reflect upon all the times Crystal has turned on them when she lost what was most valuable to her the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship. A scene that Evie was begging for a repeat of. Evie’s eyes lifted as she looked down into the lens of the camera in front of her and the Aussie, knew it was time to wrap this one up. She had given Crystal a taste of what was coming her way and she had given the SCW fans a glimmer of her mindset.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “So, the little black sheep will lose her flock, will lose her Shepard and will lose her purpose all in the matter of one night. One single night. Let the reign of Crystal be over and let the promises and dreams of joy, of proving everyone wrong and of saving the division be over. Let the beginning of the end begin. For as soon as I capture the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship, nothing will be the same. You wanted a shake-up in the Bombshell division, well my strangers that will dress themselves and pretend to be my friends… in just a matter of fucking days. You will feel a shift in power when it comes to flocking the strays, you feel a pull in strength and a new hierarchy will be formed. It’s time for you all to be kept in line, it’s time for you all to be pulled into place and it’s time for less bullshit and more fucking action.”

Evie paused and before she looked to the side to see Odette, giving her the thumbs up. With a dramatic roll of her eyes she turned back towards the viewers and let them have another piece of her mind.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “See you next week Crystal, and just know that as your time as the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion is fading away, escaping your hands like the sands of time. Your service to the Bombshell division and championship will not be forgotten oh, no sweet, dear little lamb. It will be elapsed, disremembered, faded away into darkness.”

That bold shameless smirk was on her face once more as she was driven to pull apart the career that Crystal had made for herself in Sin City Wrestling. With only one last thing left to said Evie was quick to fire it away so she could get back to training for the fight of her life.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “I do not simply just live in the darkness, but I am the darkness and your light shall not shine when you finally meet me. Prepare yourself Crystal, as the end is near and soon you’ll be drowning and no one… no one will be reaching out to save you.”

Evie just smirked as the camera panned in on her devilish face. She was cold and relaxed but everyone knew that this was just the clam before the storm. As once the Aussie stepped foot inside the six-sided ring on board the Princess Cruise liner, she would be nothing but vicious and calculated. As the camera panned out, the screen faded to darkness and everything went quiet. Was this truly the beginning of the end for Crystal Millar’s reign? Was this truly the start of the Evie “Era” only time would tell and that deadline was fast approaching. Find out next Sunday night at Summer XXXTreme.

##

The scene opens inside the new domain of Evie Baang, while the location isn’t known the fact that this isn’t her full time new home is evident. Her belongings are still in her two suitcases, while it looks to be just a rundown dingy hotel room. For days now, people have wondered why she had moved away from Cuba and well hopefully in a few short hours you’ll see why she had to. As the scene scrolls away from the living room, that also is the bedroom it pans across to see Miss Evie Baang leaning on the kitchen bench looking towards the camera as if she was waiting for it all along. Without a single second wasted once she knew she was in view she started to speak, wanting to get this one out of the way, after all she was a busy lady who had things to do.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “So here we go, on another fun filled week of… oh my fucking god, if I continue with that bubbly bullshit I swear I’m going to make myself fucking puke.”

Evie lifts the piping hot coffee mug in her hands up to her lips to take a sip, the taste of coffee was something that she normally hated but it was necessary to keep her awake this week. Lying across the kitchen bench in front of her was what appeared to be a case file and what was in it was pictures of the men that had appeared in her last few promotionals. However, the picture that was directly under her elbows was an image of her still missing best friend Calista.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “Welcome fuckbags, to the week that is the story of my motherfucking life. Now, let me just get a few things off my chest. One, I’m sick of people asking me why I always seem to cut the beginning of my promotionals from inside a kitchen? Well here’s your answer, this is the only way you’ll ever get to see me in a kitchen, hashtag not fucking wife material, hashtag just because you wank about it, doesn’t mean it’s ever going to happen.”

She winked at the camera, as she pulled the case file together and started to stack all the pictures up so she could put them all in a pile. It looked as if she was packing up to go somewhere. Evie was dressed in a long flowing green dress that really brought out her black hair and her tanned skin. Her feet were bare as she stood in the kitchen, taking sips of her coffee in between the gaps of silence that had now fallen on the room.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “Two, Dear Mr man who writes up the Supercards and Show match blurbs to get the fan interested in the matches. Please note that I’m not the perpetually PMSing challenger with serious anger issues you paint me out to be. In fact, I’m just fucking horny there’s a difference… so please correct yourself in future. Plus, I’m not angry I’m just a vile vulgar female who loves to smash in the pretty fuck faces of the people who come into my way. When Brandi did it, it was funny and cute because she was a big bouncy drunk, yet when I do it? I get painted as the type that needs to be wheeled off to a white padded room with hourly injections. Not amused.”

Evie continued to shuffle the papers before she tucked they away in the file, before she pushed them aside towards her Jimmy Choo handbag that was sitting on the counter top. Her hazel eyes traced back to the lens of the camera before she continued on her merry way.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “And finally, Three, I seriously hate it when people start a flashback but don’t fucking finish the flashback I mean come on, for fuck sake it’s not that fucking hard. Like hello, why don’t you just buy us a fucking book and rip it in half and you keep the fucking ending, so were all sitting on the edge of our seats wondering what the fuck is going on next?”

That sarcastic smile was on her face as she held back her laughter, she was taking the piss and she knew it. Before she continued Evie ran her right hand through her long black hair, pushing it to one side of her face as she turned around and rested her back up against the kitchen counter. She seemed a little on edge, a little antsy almost as if she had somewhere to be and this was just taking up her time.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “I know, that this is me taking the piss out of myself, but fuck you… I needed a good lead into my week that was. So, enjoy the fucking show and learn what it’s like to be a woman, like me.”

Looking down at her watch Evie sighed, knowing that she was wasting time but she had to do something to keep her mind busy because the next forty-eight hours of her life would be the most trailing. Turning back to look at the camera Evie’s cold smile was on her face, she didn’t want them to see that her mind was running at a million miles a minute as she was normally in control of everything she put her mind into.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “I’ll be here when you get back, well that’s a fucking lie as well because you know I always throw in a fancy fucking flashback so you don’t have to sit through the piss poor pathetic parts of my day. I mean who really wants to sit back and watch me have breakfast, have a shower, clam your cock and balls Steve Ramone… and plan my day out like some of the fucking idiots post in their weekly match promotionals and think that they are being very deep and insightful. No one and I mean no one wants to see what it’s like being on set of one of your horrendous farfetched ball yanking movies Crystal… move on, be creative and for fuck sake, please for the love of God don’t do the most predictable thing EVER and hold the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship up at the end of your promotional like you do each week… what a fucking bore.”

Ah yes, a match tie in, good girl Evie. As Evie just smirked at the camera, knowing that her comments were going to get under the skin of some of her workmates she just seemed unfazed. She was tired of not saying what she wanted to say so hell she might as well say them now before she runs out of time to do so.  

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “Now, let’s pick back up from where I left you all last in flashback Evie land, I think it was at the part where my cute and adorable friend Calista and I were walking towards my house that was being invaded? Also, really look into this flashback and try and find the hidden meaning and the reason why I’m sharing this with you. I’m not just showing you this because I fucking want you to know that I was a crazy fucked up teen that had no concept of danger. No, I’m trying to open your fucking eyes so you can find out who I am as a person. Plot twist maybe I’m not a fucked up and mean as you all think. Plot twist, maybe I’m exactly who you think I am?”

She faked a shocked look on her face, as if she was toying with the fans and viewer at home. She knew exactly what she was but hey some people out there thought that she was someone else, hell some people even thought she could be sweet and well mannered. All of that was done for Evie, she couldn’t see past her past and that why she believed that she was a horrible person. Not only that she had to believe that she was a horrible person to make it through the next two days of her life or everything would just implode and everything she has ever loved would be gone. There was no time to show weakness and in her mind, there was no weakness to be shown. The Aussie turned to look back at the camera once more knowing that now was the right time to wrap this one up so she could get underway with her plans for the week.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “Anyway, fuck off for now and I’ll see you all on the other side and who knows where you’ll find yourself? Maybe back in Cuba? Who knows, all I know is that I’m rambling and I really don’t have fucking time to be. So, once again enjoy the flashback, or not I really couldn’t give a flying fuck.”

In true Evie style she didn’t wave goodbye, she didn’t sign off she just left the footage rolling as she proceeded to place her coffee cup in the sink before heading out of the shot. Leaving us to wonder where is she off to and what is she up to and why did she have a case file on her kitchen counter? Also, did she really move out of Ben’s lavish Cuban home to live here in this god-awful dump? What the hell? Evie had some explaining to do, but all good things come to those who wait and well it’s about time we all stop waiting because good things well answers are heading our way. The camera was still rolling as the sounds of her two large suitcases being pulled along the ground caught the airways, and as the Australian walked past the camera once more she collected the file with all the photos in it and her handbag before the scene cut to static.

What on earth is happening and where in the world could Evie be darting off to, just a few days before she is required to be on the Grand Princess Cruise liner for the massive supercard that is known as Summer XXXTreme.

##

Running towards a war zone, it not really something people do day in and day out. I mean unless you’re in the army, navy, air force, police force you know one of those jobs where your life is on the line the minute you wake up and put the uniform on. However, heading into the line of battle isn’t something a fourteen-year-old child should have to come face to face with and yet here they were just two young girls, walking hand in hand into what could only be described as hell.

They had just witnessed from the park a black ford ranger slam into the front gates of Evie’s home and three grown men jump from the truck before it burst into flames. Of course, it burst into flames, why wouldn’t it? The three men were armed and ready for war and war that involved Evie’s family. This was something that she knew was going to happen one day, she knew one day her father’s side business would piss off the wrong people and here they were right on her door step.

By the time Calista and Evia had arrived back to the house, the three men were already inside and the sounds of bullets spiralling through the air was piercing to the young girl’s ears but yet she still stood by her best friend’s side as she looked into the busted from door of her family home.

<FONT COLOR=#eb72d9> “What’s your plan, Evie?”

Evie just turned to look at Calista with a blank look on her face, what was her plan? She didn’t have a plan all she knew is that her family was under attack and everything her father had taught her was now coming into play. Evie quickly pulled Calista to her side before she walked her best friend over to a large bottlebrush bush that was beside the front window of her house. They both ducked down into the garden so they could peep through the window to see what on earth was going on inside. To Evie’s dismay her living room that over looked the street was ransacked, everything was over turned. Photos were smashed, memories broken while the pillows on the sofas were littered in bullet holes. She couldn’t work out if this was a scare attack or if this was the real deal. Either way she kept her ears open as she was listening out for her parents.

<FONT COLOR=#eb72d9> “Evie, what are you going to do? We should call the police.”

Calista was holding her mobile phone and holding it out towards Evie, she didn’t know what to do and the fear of god was in her eyes. She was trying to figure out why her friend would walk towards the danger instead of running away freeing herself.  Evie just turned to look at Calista and she shook her head no.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “If you call the police, they will take me away from them.”

She was talking about her parents, the fear of being separated was enough to drive her to do some stupid thinking in a situation like this. As Evie popped her head back up to look into the window, she could hear for the first time her mother’s screams that were soon ended abruptly as the sound of a 9mm slicing open her mother’s throat cut the sound of her scream in half. Evie watched as her mother fell to the floor, in the kitchen that was just behind the living room. She watched as a pool of blood formed around her neck and she watched as the man who had shot and killed her take three more rounds and plant them into her chest. It wasn’t a message, this was the real deal and now she had to do something. Evie turned to her friend and with her last words she could speak before shock kicked in she gave her friend a demand.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “You need to stay here.”

Without another thing said, the blood that was flowing through Evie’s veins felt like fire. Standing up from her spot in the garden Evie walked along the front of her house, turning back she made sure Calista was well hidden with the thick bush she was sitting in. it was near on impossible to see her, once she knew her friend was safe she darted down the side before turning into her back yard. She knew a secret entrance that her father had created to let them have access into the basement for when times got a little hairy and well this was one of those times.

The back of Evie’s family home was lined with windows so the path from the brickwork corner to the basement entrance wasn’t going to be easy. Especially as it was what the kitchen over looked. As Evie peered around the corner, she could see the man still standing over her mother before he kneeled down and started to remove the jewels that were around her neck. This wasn’t a robbery, it was something far more personal and she knew her father would be waiting it out in the basement. In that moment, she couldn’t work out if her father was being a coward for not helping her mother, or if he was being smart to save himself so she still has him around either way she didn’t have time to think about it. All she wasn’t to do was help her family protect what was theirs.

Evie took a moment to see that the man was occupied with what he was raiding from her mother and she made the mad dash across the lawn towards the door of the basement. It was covered with a pile of grass clippings that she made short work in pushing to the side before she found the pin coded protected door. As she looked up and over to the glass windows seeing that she was exposed and that anyone could see her she quickly fumbled through the numbers before she gets to code correct. Quickly opening the basement door, she slides in and shuts it behind her, before she is surrounded by darkness.

To her left she fumbles for the light switch, that is somewhere on the wall but as she desperately seeks it she feels the presence of someone behind her and before she can flick the lights on they are grabbing her from behind. Evie didn’t let out a scream as the person wrapped their right arm around her face, yanking on it tightly as they pulled her petite body into theirs. With the last bit of leverage, she had Evie quickly found the light switch and she flicked on the lights. As the fluros buzzed to life, the man that was holding her in a death like grip was her father. It took him a while to realise that he had his daughter in his hands before he let her go.

<FONT COLOR=#eaa92d> “What the fuck are you doing here?”

Was all he could growl out as he looked at his daughter disgusted that she would be in the basement while the family house was being raided upstairs. She had half a mind to ask him the same question, but at the time she was just caught up with what was happening.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “They, they… they… killed mum.”

She expected there to be a fire in her father’s eyes, but there was nothing just coldness. She couldn’t put her finger on it was he mad because his wife was dead? Or was he cold because he just simply didn’t care. Evie couldn’t believe how stale his emotions were, she couldn’t believe his lack of response. She watched as her father turned around and headed over towards the large round table in the middle of the room. She watched as her father opened three large black duffle bags up and one by one he started filling them with money, guns, passports, knifes anything he could grab he was putting them in the duffle bags looking to make his escape. Evie watched as her father just calmly zipped up the three bags and slung them over his shoulders. Before he headed towards the internal door of the basement.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “What are you doing? Where are you going? They’re out there?”

Evie was trying to plead with him, trying to work out why her father was thinking about walking into the line of fire but what she didn’t count on was what happened next. Without a single emotion on her father’s face he turned around as the basement doors behind him opened. She watched as one of the mask men took one of the duffle bags form her father before another one of the intruders took the other. As Evie’s eyes scanned between the horror that was unfolding before her eyes, she realised that this wasn’t what it seemed in fact it was planned. That’s where she heard her father’s voice and that’s when he said those words that play over and over and over in her mind.

<FONT COLOR=#eaa92d>“I wish you didn’t have to witness this Poppy.”

She watched as the third man came down and collected the last duffle bag leaving her father with free hands. Her eyes followed his every action as he slipped his left hand into the jacket pocket pulling out a cigar, while his fumbled around for a lighter with his other hand. Once he found It he brought the cigar up to his lips and he lit it, before he puffed away at the brown stick that was in his mouth.

<FONT COLOR=#eaa92d>“Your mother, she was going to leave us Poppy… she was going to take all of us down, by going to the police.”

He was lying and she could tell by the way he was hiding his eyes while he spoke to her. She just couldn’t figure out why, however she didn’t have to wonder for long as the men that had raided their house now left the scene and her father turned on his heels to follow them.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “What are you doing?”

Was all she could muster up with her words, before she watched him leave. He didn’t have an explanation he just left closing the door behind her. He knew that she knew that he was lying so the easiest decision he could make was just walking away, leaving her. In all her life, she never thought he would leave her, nor would he organise a hit on his own wife, her mother and their home. He had set this all up so it looked like a raid, so when they police came they would find one dead body, one missing person and one girl locked up in a basement. The headlines would read, quiet suburban cul-de-sac, one murdered, one kidnapped, one locked away. That how he wanted to go down, I mean what cop would believe this story if Evie was to retell it? Or was he living by the hope that Evie would keep her mouth shut like she was trained to do.

However, that’s not how the papers read the following morning, it was simply one dead, two missing.

While her father left her locked in the basement, he left the seen leaving his dead wife and child behind. It wasn’t until Calista who was still on the outside noticed that Evie’s father was involved that she waited for them to take off in a getaway car before she made her move. Calista ran through the open door and searched each room of the house, calling out Evie’s name until she could hear the sound of her best friend’s voice. She charged down stairs and went in search for her, only to find Evie was locked in a room and out of her reach. Well so Evie thought. Calista’s hands fumbled away at her hair, pulling out a bobby pin before she made light work of the padlock that was keeping Evie locked away from her. As soon as the lock was broke, the door was opened and Calista rushed towards her friend hugging her.

<FONT COLOR=#eb72d9> “We need to go.”

Evie just nodded in agreeance and for the first time, she had finally had a taste of what betrayal truly was.  

##

Well it wasn’t as detailed as I would have hoped but you get the point, right? Shit happened and Calista never left Evie go through it alone and now she is being held against her will all because of one reason… Evie Baang. The scene shifts from the flashback point, to open inside the spacious surrounds of a private jet. The Jet is already up and flying and well, the destination was a few more hours away. Evie could be found sitting in her swivel chair looking down at her gold watch, making every second feel like a minute and every minute feel like an hour. She had her IPhone against her face as she spoke into the speaker, as she was deep in conversation. It wasn’t until she felt like the audience had now returned to her that she started to speak towards them both.  

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “Ah fuck me, you’re back so soon?”

Evie looked at the audience with a smile, while the person on the other end of the phone had no godly idea what she was talking about. The voice on the other end of the phone roared to life, letting the fans know who he was.  

<FONT COLOR=#a3a8a2> “I’m sorry what?”

It was a thick English accent, that screamed Gabriel Stevens because well it was her trainer and mentor when it came to the wrestling world. Evie just pointed at the phone and shook her head before she spoke back to her trainer.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “Not you Gabriel, the people that are now watching this at home. Carry on.”

She dropped her hand to her lap before she heard Gabriel’s voice pick up once more.

<FONT COLOR=#a3a8a2> “As I was saying Evie, are you sure you don’t want to fit in some last-minute training before your match up next Sunday?”

Evie looked at her watch once more, she knew she should have been training her arse off for her match up this week but sometimes things in life just over lap and this was one of those times. She was fighting for her friend’s life and she was fighting for her chance to become the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “Gabe, I would love to, however I can’t right now being that I’m on my way to Russia but I can promise you next week on the boat I will be all yours. After all, I’m going to have to pick your mind for a good finisher for this one.”

She was trying to turn his attention from the fact she had just told him she was on a flight bound for Russia as she knew he would be eager to know why. After all she had been dying to get this match and now since she had it she didn’t seem to be taking it very seriously. That was on the outside, however, Evie knew that once this week was over with she was going to have to put the hard yards in next week to make up for lost time.

<FONT COLOR=#a3a8a2> “What’s wrong with the finishers that you have?”

He was quick to reply, he didn’t understand why Evie would want to change what she had to work with just days out from facing Crystal but he knew that she was a fast learner and she could probably get away with it.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “I need something that Crystal isn’t going to see coming, so she feels blind-sided when I hit and well she’ll be too dazed and confused to kick the fuck out. Making me, your first ever student to reach the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship. Come on buddy, I know you have something in mind for me?”

Evie was trying to ease her mind as she spoke to him, knowing that within a matter of hours she would be in Russia and everything would be tipped on its head. I mean would she even make it to Summer XXXTreme? Normally she would numb her pain of waltz into battle by talking to Calista, but she wasn’t around and she couldn’t exactly contact her at the moment.

<FONT COLOR=#a3a8a2> “I always have something in mind for you, don’t take that the wrong way. I know how your mind works.”

Evie winked, she knew exactly how her mind worked as well and he knew sometimes her tongue made her speak words before her brain could stop them when it came to being inappropriate. Regardless of him being her coach, if there was a moment for her to ruin with rude banter she would take up that opportunity.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “I’d say something, but Odette would kill me and well… that wouldn’t be much fun a week out from the biggest match in my career. I mean not the actual match it’s self that award still belongs to Alexis for our barbwire match, but this is the one where I either make or break my career in Sin City Wrestling.”

She was being honest with Gabriel which was refreshing, he liked that she could tell him most of the things that were on her mind. However, he wasn’t stupid and he knew she was up to something in her spare time but he had that thought of what she was doing at home was none of his concern.

<FONT COLOR=#a3a8a2> “It is your defining moment, but know a loss here wouldn’t kill you.”

Evie just kept her eyes focused on the time as she heard Gabriel speak, it’s not that she wanted him to hurry up it’s just she wanted the time to eat away so she could get to work.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “I really would of humiliation.”

Her accent made that sound a lot harsher than what it was, the thought of losing to Crystal was the last thing on Evie’s mind. She needed to beat her to cement her place in Sin City Wrestling. Not only that if she walked away with a loss after beating half the roster in her quest from the blast from the past, what was it all for? She would have just wasted her time. That’s why she was praying for the victory for herself and Raab.

<FONT COLOR=#a3a8a2> “We all lose at times Evie, you need to see that and remember that. As much as we know you have what it takes to beat Crystal, sometimes things don’t go to plan. Don’t let your confidence shoot you in the arse.”

That was such an Australian thing to say, so he knew that he had been hanging around Odette and herself to much. Evie just smiled as she listened to him speak he was giving her the reality check that she needed to hear but not exactly wanted to listen to.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “Thanks for the load of confidence Coach Barrett”

She knew he was smiling on the other end of the phone, she also knew that Ben Jordan would smile at that reference. However, she didn’t have time to think about making other people happy. As she watched her watch tick on by she just let out a sigh before Gabriel’s voice stole her attention.

<FONT COLOR=#a3a8a2> “You know I believe in you and you know, I know you have what it takes. Just remember you need to stay in control of the moment, not just be thinking of the outcome. If Crystal thinks your distracted for one moment she’ll pounce.”

Gabriel was right, I mean when wasn’t he right? Crystal wasn’t one to be sneezed at when it came to in ring competition she was considered one of the best and had beaten many of the best that SCW had to offer. Evie knew she had to keep her head in the game with it came to Summer XXXTreme but for right now she was in two minds and that was the distance between real life and work life. Gabriel wanted his student to realise that she had the entire world before her and she could take it all, but she had to stay focused. Right now, he knew she wasn’t focused that’s why he was trying to rechannel her mind in the right path leading her to make the right decision.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “I don’t get distracted Gabriel. It’s one of the best qualities about me.”

She was still cracking jokes, something she was known to do well all the time and it’s not that Gabriel minded it was just he hoped that his words were actually sinking in.

<FONT COLOR=#a3a8a2> “So, the time Synn reached across you to grab the salt shaker never happened?”

Evie blurting out a chuckle as she remembered the day she spilt her coke all over the waiter when Synn had reached across her to grab the salt shaker. In her defence, it was her first-time meeting Synn and well she normally doesn’t get nervous but he was a powerful being that deserved a little awe being reserved for him. It’s not that she feared him, it was she simply respect him for who he was and that was enough to cause her to be a little less Evie on that day.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “What can I say, Grandpapi has some nice forearms, their veiny… you know I love a good veiny...”

The sound of Gabriel coughing on the phone cause her to stop before his English accent took over.

<FONT COLOR=#a3a8a2> “Don’t finish that, I don’t want to be sick. Now care to explain to me, why you’re heading off to Russia a week before your match?”

Ah he hadn’t forgotten or missed what she had said earlier, how could he? After all he was the master of minds. Evie’s smile just shifted into a frown, she didn’t want to hide the truth from him but there was no way he would understand what she was heading into.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “I heard the weather is nice this time of year, I’m going to take advantage of it.”

She was testing the waters of his intelligence and Gabriel knew it, he didn’t appreciate it but he knew that Evie had more walls up then a maze when it came to figuring out her personality.

<FONT COLOR=#a3a8a2> “It’s Russia, the weather is always shit. Try again.”

He was right, it always seemed cold and gross in Russia, so she wasn’t winning him over with that white lie. However, he knew she was just leading him away from the path of what she was really up to and not bold face lying at him. There is a difference and Evie had to play on the difference to keep everything in her life a secret and out of the public eye. Not that Gabriel would tell anyone, but he would sure as hell be involved in her world if she was to let him know the slightest of details.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e>I’m visiting my secret family and you know paying my child support?”

She held back her laughter once more as Gabriel just sighed on the other end of the phone.

<FONT COLOR=#a3a8a2> “I really hate you at times, you know, that right?”

She knew that she was trying at times but she knew that he kinda respected that. Gabriel just laughed as Evie was quick to reply.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “You love me, now go enjoy your week of freedom without me, because once that boat sets sails… we aren’t stopping training until I have a new finisher.”

Evie just held back a laugh as in her mind that didn’t come across as innocent either but she seriously meant an in-ring finisher. She could sense Gabriel shaking his head on the other side of the phone before he spoke out.

<FONT COLOR=#a3a8a2> “Be safe Evie.”

Her laughter stopped and she just smiled politely feeling a little at ease knowing that someone is worried about her health and wellbeing.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “Always.”

As Evie hung up the phone, she turned to look out the window on the plane looking out into the pitch-black sky knowing that everything was about to change in just a matter of a few hours so much so she shouldn’t really be promising people that she was going to win at Summer XXXTreme however a girl can dream that everything is turn out alright, now can’t she?

##

A few hours later after the plan had landed the plan was in full motion although it appears that Evie had forgotten to do one of the most important things when it comes to preparing for ones match up. Match focus, just kidding she’s all over this shit.

The moon was beaming through the clouds and casting a perfect light on one of the deserted back roads, in a city that was Longley forgotten in Russia. However, tonight the street that were normally dead and empty were being graced by the lost Australian. Evie Baang was dressed from the floor up covered in black, from her black timberlands, to her black skin-tight neoprene pants, to her black torn tank top, to the black hoodie that is over her head. If she was looking to stay hidden she was going the right way about it. Evie hand her mind on other things but she knew she had to get this over and done with.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “So here we go, coming to a close of week one of the lead up to Summer XXXTreme and what do we have to show for it? For me, my hands are still empty but for Crystal she gets to live life knowing that she has one week left with the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship. Just one week left to do everything she has ever dreamed of doing with it. So, she will take it out on dates, she will walk the streets, displaying its grandness, she will hold it above her head at the end of her promotional and for what? For the promise that she will make to everyone that she is planning to walk out of Summer XXXTreme with the championship around her waist. She will promise you all, that she will dig down deep and she will find the power and drive that is required to beat me because she is born to be a champion, she is born to be a leader and because it’s her legacy.”

Evie looked towards the audience at home before she smiled, parting her blood red lips.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “All legacies must come to an end and next Sunday night the legacy of Millar will be put to rest one more time. She might make you all the promises in the world, she might call you her starlets and her reason for being but we all know she will turn on you in a heartbeat because she is a selfish egotistical champion who only bothers to show up to work when the timing suits her. Where was she when she wasn’t in the title picture? She was lost, gone, on a break… and yet as soon as she saw an opening she launched herself back into the title fight by going after Melody Grace. However, she didn’t just go after Melody she had the audacity to pull a young girl from the crowd and mock and disrespect her.”

Evie stops for the fans can remember what she is talking about before she continues.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “This is your Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion, people. A low life bully who would use a child to get her point across because she is too powerless, too weak, to narrow minded to make a statement with her own hands. People having been asking me, why I attacked her after she won back her Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship? People want to know why I would go that low, why I would sink into something so selfish? I say why the fuck not? And yet here is the thing Crystal can go on and call me cowardly, she can say that I was gutless to put my hands on her after her long gruelling match… Here’s the thing, I made a statement I made a fucking impact and I used my own fucking hands to do so. I made it evident to Crystal that I’m not going to fuck around with mind games, I’m not going to fuck around pulling children out of the crowd to mind fuck them. I’m going to bring the fight to her and her only, no fucking bullshit. No smoke and mirrors and what is our champion doing? Posing backstage as a reporter? Christina Rose.”

Evie just shakes her head from side to side.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “This is fucking troll that wants us to take her seriously? This is the type of World Bombshell Champion she wants to be? The type of champion to hide behind her multiple faces. Well let me tell you this Crystal, Christina, Queen of the Silver screen, you can be whoever the fuck you want next Sunday night, it still won’t change the outcome your Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship is coming home with me. I really wish you could open your eyes and see the chances of you keeping your Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship ared receding faster than your hairline.”

Evie held back a chuckle before she continued.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “So, what will you tell your starlets Crystal what lies will spread this time round? Will you tell them that you know who I am and you know how to beat me? will you tell them that facing me doesn’t scare you? Will you tell them that I will just be another walk in the park for you? I dare you, because it will only just show the world how delusional you really are. A fighting champion, that’s what you have claimed to be and yet what have you done? What have you done since winning your championship back? Nothing. Oh, forgive me you joined the black sheep seeking protecting and seeking guidance because let’s be honest… everything you have ever done on your own has been worthless. You’re a follower Crystal and your actions show that time and time again, whatever is in, you’re all over it and as soon as the trends changes so does your attitude to reflect the situation. For a woman who claims to be one of the realest things to ever step foot in side Sin City Wrestling, you sure as hell look of plastic to me.”

Evie stops and looked up at the moon before her attention shifts back to the audience at home.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “No, I’m not talking about your barely-fucking-there-a-cup-titties. I’m talking about your personally your character the way you bounce between being a good girl and a bad girl. All things that you slice people down about doing and yet here you are doing them yourself. You really need to find your path in life and stick on it because this flopping around make your look like a weak pathetic dick head. No wonder, the division stops when you claim the top spot.”

Looking at her watch Evie knows she has a bit of time left up she sleeve before she continues.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “So here we go Crystal, finally after weeks of myself earning the chance to face the champion for the Bombshell Championship I get to go toe to toe with you. To say I’m disappointed not to be facing Melody Grace in understatement but you will have to do. I just hope you know what you’re getting yourself into. I hope you’re ready, because if you’re not. You will pay the ultimate price, as not only will I take your championship I will drag you from ring post to ring post and make a mockery of everything you have ever done in Sin City Wrestling and why? Why would I want to strip you of everything you have done? Sure, I have no reason to dislike you, it’s just simply I don’t give a fuck about you or what you stand for or how you only show up when you think you’re going to be rewarded. It’s called putting in the work and all you did to get back into the title bitch was whinge and bitch because you didn’t get your rematch. A rematch you threw away when you hung up your boots to cry about your loss. Sure, I might not be on the show every week, but nor are you and you are our champion? You are the one we are meant to look up to? The leader?”

Evie just shakes her head from side to side.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “You don’t lead by example you show us what not to do once the spotlight is on us and fuck, do you give us valuable life lessons once we reach the top. Now I know you’re going to say I don’t deserve to be fighting for the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship and hell you might be right… but I fucking worked for it. Belinda, Orchid, Salco, Sammi Marlowe all had to suffer at these hands, while I was on my path to the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship. So, what makes you think you will end up with a different fate? Not only them but Kate and Polly has seen what I can do when I am focused, so what makes you think that distract me or keep me from accomplishing the one thing I have said I have wanted to do since day one? That Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship is what I got into wrestling for and I’ll be damned if I’m going to let a half bald headed troll stand between myself and the championship. You might be its keeper for the moment Crystal but at Summer XXXTreme, I’ll be the one with the tools and the keys to overcome you. Hell, I’ll even make it look easy.”

 Evie looked to her side before she continued.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “The whole Bombshell roster has tried to warn you; Alexis and Mercedes have told you what awaits you and yet you still think you stand a chance. The only chance you have on your side, is the one you have made up in your mind. Your reign is coming to an end and it will be highlighted at Summer XXXTreme when I take the one thing that is keeping you around away from you. The Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship, won’t be leaving the Grand Princess Cruise on your shoulder or around your waist, it will be leaving in my possession.”

And Evil smile crosses her face.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “I’m not saying that I deserve this, I’m saying that I have worked for this… and that beating you for the belt will be so worth the backlash. I have no doubt you will doubt me, I have no doubt you will under estimate me and that right there will be the nail in your coffin because I’m not the one to be undermined Crystal. I should be respected and feared, because I know everything there is to know about you when it comes to being in the ring and you simply don’t know anything about me. I have the leverage, I have the drive and what do you have? You have the make believe and the pretend… you might think you’re going to outsmart me, or outwit me… and that will lead to you beating me but I can promise you. You cannot outsmart what you do not understand and you will never understand me there for you will never be able to control me or manipulate me, like you do to everyone else in your life.”

Evie shakes her head as if to back up her statement before she speaks once more.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “It’s time to face the facts Crystal, you have met you match and she is coming for you at Summer XXXTreme… so all you have to do now is wait, wait out your last remaining days as champion because you cannot prepare for the unknown and when it comes to reading people, you’re a predictable little book lost in a big fucking library.”

Evie sees that she has run out of time and she quickly wraps this one up.

<FONT COLOR=#1eb90e> “May the lord have mercy on your soul Crystal, because I sure as hell won’t.”

The scene is quick to fade leaving the viewers at home what Evie Baang is up to, however, you’ll have to tune in next week to see how this one unfolds.

[Evie Baang]

 The screen was black, pitch black, just utter darkness but the fans knew what that meant. It was time for Evie to drop her latest promotional video, so the world could see what on earth this Bombshell had been up to for the past few days. She had left us all in the lurch with her last promotional, however the black screen was a nice refresher, letting us all know that she was still at least breathing. It didn’t take long for the screen to shutter from side to side, before the vision of Evie’s baanged (see what I did there) up face was brought to the light. She was a little paler than normal, while her right eye was sporting a slight bruise. She didn’t bother covering it with makeup this week as she wanted the world to see, what she had gone through. She was tough, sometimes a little too tough and one day that would probably lead to her dismantling herself but however, today was not that day.

“Silence, some say it’s golden while others say it’s a time for reflection and yet here I am listening to the sound of silence that has come from the current Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion. Where are you Crystal Millar? Where are you weary little lamb? Did you lose your way? Did you forget that you are just days away from your biggest title defence yet? Or are you simply just giving up before the match even begins?”

Evie’s expression was cold, yet she was focused. Her hazel eyes were locked on the lens of the camera that was in front of her eyes as she sized it up. She wasn’t the type of girl to hold back with her words, so this week wouldn’t be any different. However, there was something different about her. The natural no makeup look gave everyone access to her true facial expressions as she continued with her promotional.

“I know how you will play this, once you find your voice. You will shout to the heavens calling out in confidence as you play the whole. I was sitting back, watching, listening, waiting for the right time to speak up. You will try and blind us all with your lies and for what? So, you can appear to be the stronger of the two? So, you can cover your tracks? Here is the reality of the situation, you are lost, lonely and afraid and well my little lamb, I can’t say any of us can blame you.”

Her trademark smirk was lingering on her face as she finished, pausing for effect. She knew how these things played out and she knew when to give the SCW fans time to think about what she was saying. So far, they probably couldn’t disagree with her words.

“Your silence leading up to Summer XXXTreme has been potent, but not for the reasons you were seeking. You see you might believe you have the cards to play just sitting in the cusp of your hands, but little do you know… the cards have already been dealt and you’re out of plays. Your silence has only cemented what everyone has said about you. That you are frail, fragile, pathetic… that you are the absent World Champion that they have all labelled you as. For weeks, you have been screaming at us all demanding that we take you seriously, angry at the world because we couldn’t see you as the champion you believed you were and now you sit in silence when in fact you should be standing up to fight.”

Evie’s eyebrows narrowed, showing a sign of irritation, she couldn’t believe that Crystal has sat in silence for week one. She thought for sure the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion would rise and fight for what is currently hers, however all the fight was no burning inside the eyes of the Australian. The evil, unpredictable Aussie that was staring down the lens of the camera before her. The green in her hazel eyes was flickering what the low light, highlighting her attention to detail.

“You have the World in the palm of your hands and instead of unleashing it, you have chosen to stay hidden. What for? What could possibly be going through that mind of yours? You have the most brilliant opportunity to shut down the rumours and lies about your reign Crystal, you had it all. You had the chance to stand up and shake your fist and demand that we give you the attention you so desperately crave. You could have proved us all wrong, you could have silenced your critics but what did you do with this chance? You blew it. You tucked your tail between your legs and you ran high, up into the hills so you could still hold you position, but also so you could see your world come crashing down around you.”

Evie’s teeth were gritted something that wasn’t overly seen on camera, was her pure frustration with her up and coming opponent. Sure, the SCW fans had seen Evie do some evil things when she was mad on the television, but they hadn’t see this side of raw emotion. She was pissed off for all the right reasons, last week she was ignored by the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion and now she was just expected to be okay with it? No, that’s not our Evie.

“You’re not a champion, little lamb. You’re a stunt. A one trick pony who only lines up at the starters line when she knows she has a chance. Don’t think we don’t see the coincidental pattern of your cause Crystal. Just like your namesake, your plans, your motive and your moves are as see through as the precious mineral your named after.”

She took a moment to calm herself, as she knew once she was mad her words would blend in as one. The curse of the thick Australian accent, once an Aussie was made three words blended into one from the speed in which they spoke. Closing her eyes just for a slight moment Evie took a second to collect herself, calming down her evident anger at the absent Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion.

“So, where does that leave us for this week little lamb? Will you continue in silence or will you finally come out of hiding and make some noise? To others your silence might be deliberate and well thought out… however, you and I know, better don’t we? Your silence is your coping mechanism because you can foresee, the same ending as I have predicted… your hold on the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship is slipping out of your reach and you’re desperately grasping onto it with all the strength you have left. Let, me just fill you in on a little secret. The longer you sit in silence, the more it becomes apparent that it isn’t empty… oh no, it’s filled with answers.”

Her gaze was directly on the camera before her, however the way the fans could see it. It was as if her staring into the souls of each one of them. Evie, black straighten hair framed her face effortlessly as she rolled her head on her shoulders from side to side before to focused back at the task at hand.

“The answers, are simple. Can you beat me? no. Could you ever beat me? no. So, why even bother to show. At Summer XXXTreme which is only just a few days away little lamb, you will learn that every word has their consequences, and yet every silence does too. You will pay for your silence in ways you wish you could have avoided but let it be known…  you can’t evade the inevitable.”

That sick sarcastic smile was on her face it was evident to see that Evie was processing all the ways she is going to rip that title away from Crystal at Summer XXXTreme. The thoughts of becoming the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion was right in her reach now all she had to do was keep her mind in the game and follow Gabriel’s teachings.

“You might be playing the part of the calm before the storm Crystal, but let me tell you little lamb… I am the fucking Hurricane that is going to rip apart your precious creation.”

Evie rolled her tongue across her white teeth, it was an animalistic display of dominance. As if she was a wolf displaying her weapons, while the little Lamb Crystal had nothing in her defence left to play.

“Your latest and last reign as the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion.”

As Evie let out an eerier chuckle, the scene quickly faded on the challenger’s face. Her eyes were stone cold, while her smirk was almost sickening as the fans now realised this could very well be their next Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion and the only one that could save them from that misfortune would be Crystal Miller but she was currently nowhere to be seen. Turn in this Sunday folks to find out exactly what happens. Crystal will either come out swinging with some of her longest work yet, or the silence will continue proving that the Little Lamb is nothing more than a coward.

##

The scene was opening on a familiar scene of Evie Baang’s she was standing at the docks where she had left us all in Russia after she cut her match promotional on the current Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion Crystal ‘No show’ Miller. Evie still looked unfazed from the battle she was about to run into as she just calmly spoke towards the audience at home. Because, remember you get to see this, but you know you can’t speak about it because well, that would ruin the magic of Evie being a super spy and well if you leaked her past, she would probably murder you with a pencil.

“Now, where were we? Oh that’s right, last week I left you all on an epic cliff hanger of did I save my best friend? Didn’t I save her? Was I even in the right country? Blah, blah fucking blah.”

Evie was sarcastic as ever, her thick Australian accent helped her cause as she just took us for a nice little stroll along the river. Dressed in all black like the modern day black canary, without the face mask because let’s be honest it would fuck up her make up and put her in a feral mood.

“Yet, what I find most interesting about all of this, is people were like hey? How the fuck is Evie going to make it back to the cruise ship on time to set sail on the seven seas and not fuck up the timeline for Summer XXXTreme? Well you see my little fuckbags… it’s Friday night in Russia… giving me a whole two complete days to save my Calista and make it back in time to get on the germ-infested boat, by Sunday. You didn’t think for a single second, I could fuck up a timeline, now would you? I might jump around with flash forwards and flashbacks and present times but I would never, ever, ruin the fun that is meant to be had on that Grand Princess Cruise ship.”

She rolled her eyes, she knew people were screaming about the fun that was to be had on the cruise ship. However, she felt like this year would be completely different from last year. Last year she had a fun reason to be on board for the whole week as she snuck around the boat causing trouble. This year she was expected to participate in fan rally’s and meet and greets, leaving her time to explore the back corridors of the ship limited.

“I mean why would I want to miss out the opportunity of being on a boat filled with seaman?”

She had to go there, but the look on her face wasn’t impressed as people would have thought about her. She had been branded as a slut since day one in Sin City Wrestling, so people just assumed she would be fucking her way through the guests on the boat. Little did they know our Evie was pining over a lost love, like a little sad puppy who was holding out for treat.

“Anyways, lets carry on with the story, shall we? So, we can get this week over and done with before I change my mind.”

She had a stern look on her face, as she looked up and saw the building she was looking for. Evie knew that the next two days would be hell but she had to do whatever it took to bring home Calista and make it back in time to get on that boat. Turning back to look at the audience she smiled.

“Just fucking kidding, I’m not Crystal Miller I will show up at Summer XXXTreme. Rain, hail or shine.”

With that said and done, you know what happens next as the scene shifted and moved forward.

##

If you thought this part of the promotional was going to be guns blazing, children screaming, women running from the docks screaming for their lives while begging for their male counterpart’s mercy. You have defiantly picked the wrong promotional to view this week. The scene was far different. It was silent. Ah yes, the word of the day. Silent.

There was just a big old shed that used to bustling ship making factory, back in the day. However, today well tonight it just sat in silence, long forgotten from the rest of the world. Evie knew this factory all too well, it was a safe house of hers from back in the day, when she and Calista ran from the lineage to bad it’s secret was no longer safe.

Evie could be found standing at the large rusted red double doors of the building, that she knew once she pulled them apart nothing in her life would ever been the same again. She had landed in Russia on Friday morning, it had taken her all day to make it out to the docks and she had spent the night casing the factory. Learning it’s secrets. What it housed was four figures. Two standing by the front door always, as it was the only point of entry. While the other two bodies were hidden inside, however it didn’t take a genius to work out that Calista was going to be held against her will inside the office of the building. As it was the only place they could kept her concealed and out of sight.

As the day was breaking and the light was rising on Saturday, Evie knew she had a limited window to strike. Although, she couldn’t help but get the feeling that things were too easy. Something wasn’t right. Nothing that the lineage did was ever this low staffed, everything they did was supported by and over compensation of brute strength and weapons. Yet here she was standing right outside the front door of the factory she knew her friend was being held in and not one sneaky red dot from a sniper’s rifle was scanning down her chest.

It felt like a trap, it had to be a trap as there was no way that her old family would be this stupid? They knew Evie was hell bent on finding her best friend, hell she had searched the globe for her since her disappearance. Seeking Calista out in, Cuba, Australia, London, Porter Rico, Mexico City… all the places she had tweeted about were now coming into line. She had already taken the lives of three of her former brothers in her hunt for Calista and now it was almost like they were just handing her back to her? It was odd, highly suspicious; however, Evie didn’t care for that she would deal with the cards as they played out.

Right now, she knew she was just a few metres away from her best friend and being reunited with her, was the only thing keeping her sane. She didn’t think about what was to happen next as she just looked at her two guns that were strapped to her thighs and let out a deep exhale. It was show time. She quickly ran her fingers through her long black hair that sat on top of her head in a high pony tail before she dropped her hands back down to the guns. Her fingers wrapped around grips that housed the magazines and procced to say a little prayer.

“Heavenly Father, while you know everything about me, before I ever tell you. My head bows low especially today. For I am so sorry Lord, I never meant for any of this to happen. I have lowered my boundaries and will fail to choose well. My next actions will require your grace and mercy as I simply have no other means. I will show them my lord, that I simply have no remorse. I only pray that your love has no limits and your forgiveness shows no bounds. May my place in hell be reserved, but my seat in heaven be held for the one and only, that I intend on saving.”

Shocking I know the thought of Evie stopping to talk to God, however her words weren’t for herself they were for Calista. With one last inhale and deep exhale Evie moved towards the door and within a matter of seconds. It was show-time.

As she drew back the heavy right-hand side door, she opened her hell and what happened next went exactly to plan. She knew the guards were standing just on the other side of the door and the movement and the sound of the door opening was enough to draw the first one out. As Evie stood with her back against the door, she watched as the first man popped his head out to see what was going on and that’s when she struck. Like a viper who has had its tail stepped on Evie speed was unmeasured as she slammed her elbow into side of the man’s face. Before she wrapped his head under her armpit and launched all her power downwards towards the ground. The sound of his Cervical Vertebrae crunched against his Thoracic Vertebrae the man fell into a heap as he neck was clearly broken. Evie normally enjoyed watching her victims take their last breath, however she didn’t have the time for theatrics.  She was on a timeframe and right now it was getting away from her.

As the second guard opened the door more to see what was going on, he was quickly meet with the sound of a bullet swirling in the air before it compressed into the very centre of his skull. He was quick to slump down into a heap on the floor, leaving the entrance unguarded. It was almost too easy, in fact this all felt too easy. That feeling was on the back of Evie’s mind as she stepped over the bodies and entered the factory. Her eyes scanned the area, knowing that she was alone she was swift to move across the warehouse flooring. All the while keeping her eye out for whatever tricks the lineage had up their sleeves. The deeper she searched into the old smelly factory the less she found as there was no one around.

Evie kept her calm as she made her way towards the far-right hand corner, seeing the stairs that lead up to the office that was perched up the top. It was so the owners could over see his work of the boats being made, back in the day. There was a light laminating from the office, which was odd as all the power had been cut to this part of town years ago. Evie knew this had to be the place they were holding Calista and knowing that she was just a few steps away from her best friend was enough to excite her. The Aussie kept her emotions in check as she began to run across the factory, eating up the distance between her and the stairs. Once she reached the bottom step she slowed herself down as she climbed them. Keeping her eye on the door that was shut on the office, she made sure to stay vigilant.

She knew what her old family was like and she knew, that if that door busted open she was going met with an onslaught of weaponry. Well that’s what she was prepared for. As she slowly and steadily climbed the stairs she finally made her way up to the top, wasting no time to peer into the window of the building to see her prize.

There she was Calista, was sitting tied up in the middle of the room with a bright light hanging above her head. Evie could see the redness on her wrists and ankles from here as she had been tied up for a long, long, long time. The thought of Calista being in pain was enough to choke her, she had noticed her long blonde hair was wet and rugged, while she was still in the same clothes she was wearing when she disappeared. The look on her face was the saddest she looked defeated, broken and all but ready to die. Evie’s eyes scanned her friend’s body, to see that she seemed to be unharmed apart from the sore of the rope rubbing her flesh apart. It was comforting, as just a few weeks ago she had been sent a picture of her friend with a black eye and a busted lip. Who knows, maybe it was just to send Evie a message? Maybe they hadn’t been as cruel as she had first thought.

Nevertheless, Evie knew all too well what it was like to be tortured by these animals she also knew they didn’t apply special treatment to anyone. She knew that Calista had suffered and while Evie was sent on a wild goose chase around the globe searching for her, the longer and deeper the roots of their evil would have planted themselves into her skin.

Evie finally brought herself to look away from Calista, the burning sensation of tears welling in her eyes was prominent. However, she didn’t have time to cry. She had one last monster to put to rest before she could get her best friend back. She looked around the door, seeing it there was any evidence of any explosives being linked up to the door handle, once she was happy with the fact that there was no C4 around Evie lashed out and kicked down the door. As the door slammed against the back of the wall, Calista’s eyes shot up and looked at Evie’s.

“EVIE!!!”

Calista’s soft song like voice sounded raspy and harsh, but the look of happiness was burning in her otherwise glazed eyes. She was happy to see her friend; however, she knew that Evie had just walked into a trap.

“Evie, you need to get out of here… they are coming. They are all coming. The whole Lineage. It’s a set up. You need to go.”

The thought of twenty plus men coming towards the factory was now plaguing her mind but she couldn’t and wouldn’t give up on her friend. Evie panned around the building to see that Calista was alone.

“Where’s the third man Calista?”

Calista didn’t have to say a word as Evie knew where he was from her eyes. He was behind her. He didn’t waste his time in bringing up a knife a placing the tip of the blade right on Evie’s spine. He didn’t pierce her skin as he had a few words he wanted to say to his little “sister” before she made her exit from this world.

“And here I was thinking you had forgotten about us, little Sister?”

Evie turned her head to the side seeing one of her brothers, his name was Elijah. He was Croatian and mean. That’s all she knew about him. He was the one the Lineage would send to do all the dirty work, the one that was unhinged, the one who didn’t care if he killed a woman or a child because he knew he could still sleep easy at night. He was at least six foot three but he was built like a brick shit house. Out of all the men from her family, he was the last that she wanted to see. Everything about him screamed, power as he dragged the tip of the blade down Evie’s spine, not cutting her suit open but just enough to gain her full attention. He towered over her as he brought his face down beside hers, so he could linger near her ear before he spoke.

“On the count of three, I want you to turn little sister, and grab this blade and stick it in my throat, as I bleed I will fall to the floor and you will have your opening. You need to complete your mission. Save Calista and get the fuck out of this town. The Lineage is coming. It’s not just one it’s all.”

Evie looked at him confused as to why he would be helping her and why he still had the knife against her spine if he meant her no harm. Elijah’s flicked up guiding Evie’s attention to the cameras that were set up in the room. She could tell they were low tech but they were still filming everything that was happening inside this room right now. She noticed there was no microphones, so their voices weren’t being recorded.

“Why are you helping us?”

It was a question she had to ask, while Calista sat in the middle of the room doing nothing. Well she couldn’t do anything to help Evie, nor could she tell if Elijah was tricking them all not. Elijah just buried his head into Evie’s neck once more, pushing the knife into her skin to pierce it just slightly.  However, Evie could feel the warmth of her blood pooling around the blade and sliding down her spine.

“It’s all for show, my sisters… but we are running out of time. You know what you are to do, once you get out of here, you run towards the end of the docks. I have a boat there waiting for you.”

Calista was looking at Elijah as he looked at both girls, unsure why they weren’t taking him up on their offer.

“Why are you helping us?”

Elijah had his reasons, but he was running out of time so he was quick to jab the knife in a little harder to get Evie’s attention that he wasn’t mucking around. As Evie felt winded she gritted her teeth and turned towards Elijah so she could look into his deep grey eyes.

“Why are you hurting me if you wish to save us?”

Elijah just dragged the knife up her spine, as only the tip was cutting through he fabric of her suit and slightly slicing her skin he chuckled.

“It’s for show my dear, now you know what to do… so just do it. You will know why I am helping you once you reach the boat. You just need to hurry they will be here any second, making your escape impossible. Now on the count of three… one… two… thre…”

Before he could finish saying three, Evie took a step forward before she spun around and grabbed the knife out of his hand with ease. She followed his instructions and slammed the blade inside the side of his neck, hoping that she missed all his main arteries. A man his size would still be able to fight back and fight them, however he dropped to his knees and fainted towards the ground face first. So, the cameras could see him “die” before their eyes. Evie just looked down at Elijah unsure why he was helping them. However, saving Calista was her main priority. Evie spun back around and made her way over towards her best friend. She pulled out a knife from her pants pocket and sliced the rope, before she untired her best friend. Calista fell into Evie’s arms as she stood up before the two embraced with a kiss on each other cheeks.

The celebration was short lived as they both knew they had a small window to make it out alive and the time was eating away by the second. Evie was quick to scoop Calista up under her arms and helped her best friend make their way over towards the door. Soon they were out of the building, down the stairs and now they were rushing towards the only entrance and exit of the building. It was gamble they were going to have to take as the made their way towards the doors. Evie poked her head out to see that the coast was clear and the two females made their made their mad dash towards the end of the docks.

This wasn’t Evie’s plan, but nothing about this felt like it was going to any sort of plan. As the two females rushed their way to safety, they saw the boat that Elijah was talking about. They ducked their heads down and made a dash for the boat, as they scattered to the end of the dock. Evie didn’t stop to think, she just picked Calista up and pushed her into the boat telling her friend to stay down out of sight. As Evie moved towards the rope, and the anchor pole, she started to unravel the thick rope freeing the boat from the pier. Just as she was about to jump into the boat and charge off to freedom. She felt a sharp pain in the back of her neck.

She had been shot, it wasn’t a bullet but there was something hanging out the back of her neck. Calista saw the members of the Lineage were now racing down the pier towards them and she quickly sprang into action. She pulled Evie down into the boat and made her way towards the controls. With a few quick flicks of the switches and a turn of the keys that were place in the ignition. They were off. Calista didn’t look back as she plunged the throttle forward and sped off into the ocean.

As the sounds of bullets flew past her head, Calista tried to stay down low keeping out of sight until she knew they were too far gone and anyway for everyone standing on the shore. They had escaped but at what cost. Calista only turned around after ten minutes of solid flogging the boat into the middle of the deep blue before she turned her attention to Evie. Evie was on the floor of the boat, face first. Her eyes were glazed over as she was incoherent. Calista let the boat just sit in the water, as she rushed over towards her friend looking at the dart that was in the back of her neck.

It was a Russian Widow, something that Calista was all too familiar with as she created it. It was a tranquiliser that caused the obvious effect of slumber but if removed incorrectly it would realise a serum that wouldn’t just cause the victim pain and discomfort but it would cause their vital organs to shut down one by one causing death. The look on Calista’s face was horrified as she saw her friend that was willing to risk it all to save her was now in a race herself. Sure, Calista could have just removed the dart from the back of her neck, but she didn’t have the correct tools nor did she have an extra set of hands willing to assist her with the process. All she knew, is that she needed to get Evie back to dry land and on a plane heading towards LA after all this wasn’t the only boat she had to catch this week.    

Calista looked around the small silver boat and found a blanket in which she rested over Evie’s back. She knew that Evie would be in and out of slumber for a while and she knew she only had a limited amount of time to get her to a safe place. So, the blonde was frugal in her mission to save the saviour.  

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It took a while but Evie was able to make her way onto the Grand Princess Cruise ship. She was one of the last on board before the boat started to float away in the ocean. However, the young Aussie wasn’t quite sure how she had made it on board, all she knew is that she was now somehow in her room laying face first on the bed. As she opened her eyes she scanned around the room looking for answers, but she couldn’t find any although she could hear two people talking. As Evie parted her eyelids once more she was looking out for the owners of the voices, but she couldn’t see as everything was just ablur. It was all too confusing and she was far to sleepy to keep this all up, who knows maybe this was all a dream?

Meanwhile, Calista had done the unthinkable. She has rushed Evie off in a boat to safety in Russia, managed to board the private jet that Evie had lined up for her and Calista to use for their great escape. She had managed to keep Evie from ripping the dart out of the back of her neck, each time she woke from her slumber and had kept her eyes on the time. She knew Evie had to be on the Grand Princess Cruise, and she was thankful that Evie had all of their bags packed and ready on the plane so they could quickly run from the airport hop into a car and make a mad dash for the boat terminal. It was a nonstop sixteen hours but Calista had managed to get it all done. Now she was standing in Evie’s room with someone she had never met before but she knew him all too well from the stories Evie had shared with her. It was Ben Jordan.

The friendly Cockney was looking down at Evie as she was laid up on the bed, her shirt had been stripped away from her as Calista was now opening all of her bags looking for her special medical kit. Meanwhile, Ben was just in shock as to what was happening and wondering how he got dragged into all of this.

“I don’t mean to sound like a downer, but the heck is happening?”

Calista looked up at Ben and she flashed him a smile, before she quickly explained the last few hours of her life to him.

“Evie rescued me, however, it turns out now I need to save her. See that dart in her neck? Yeah, I created it it’s called a Russian Widow. The first injection is just like a tranquilizer that would normally wear off in twenty to forty-eight hours. However, the tube that’s connected to it, when you try and pull it out… you nine times out of ten squeeze it unleashes the venom that is inside. Which of course, leads to internal bleeding, organ failure, you know fun stuff like that. I call you here because you need to help me.”

Ben just looked at Calista confused before he returned back to looking at Evie who was sweating bullets as she turned in and out of slumber. He was quick to react as he sore Evie’s hand come up to swipe at the dart that was hanging from her neck. Pinning her arms to be bed below her.

“I’m not really sure love, what you want me to do?”

Calista looked up and saw that Ben had now pinned Evie down to the bed with his full force which brought a smile to her face.

“Oh Honey, you’re doing exactly what I need to be doing. Evie is strong and forceful but I need you to hold her still. This is either going to work, or kill her so you can’t fuck this up for us. Okay?”

Calista was sweet but she was forceful as she watched the Cockney fumble around. He looked at the bed and made his decision that he was going to help out the best he could. Taking a seat on the bed he rested his back against the head rest before he dragged Evie’s limp body across his. Evie’s body was now in-between his legs. Ben just looked at Calista has he lifted each one of his legs up and over Evie’s pining them to the mattress. While in one hand he held onto her arms behind her back, while with the other he tried to hold her head a still as he could. Evie was trying to fight him, it was bred in her to fight off the unknown. However, had she had known where her head was she probably wouldn’t be fighting. Once Ben was sure he had control of her petite body he nodded towards Calista.

Calista sprang into action as she brought a pile of medicines up with her as she placed her hands-on Evie’s body. She quickly moved to the dart where she pinched her fingers around the sharp silver spine of the needle and she quickly ripped it backwards. A few drops of the venom had leaked onto Evie’s skin and now the Australian was screaming in pain. Ben quickly let go of her arms and place his hand across her lips stopping the rare sound of pain escape Evie’s lips. Calista thanked Ben and Ben just shook his head from side to side after all, this wasn’t how he expected to be spending his first night on the cruise.

The blonde placed the dart in a canister before she fumbled around with the liquids she had on her bed. She found the potion she was looking for and she quickly rinsed Evie’s small pin hole wound with vinegar. She quickly dabbed away at her skin before she looked down at it, seeing that there was no reaction meaning she had done her best to keep the venom from seeping in and taking hold. Ben just looked at Calista and quickly spoke.

“Is she going to be okay?”

Calista just nodded as she started to pack up her belongings on the bed, before she gently spoke toward Ben.

“She’ll be fine, she just needs to rest in she’ll be fine in about twenty-four hours and no one will know any different as to what has happened.”

Ben just pulled a strand of Evie’s hair out of her eyes and looped it behind her ear, he could feel her body trembling on his as she was sweating out the serum that had made her sleepy. It wasn’t until he knew that she was safe, he moved from his position to see if Calista needed a hand packing up.

“You can go now Benjamin.”

It was as If she was dismissing him, however Ben could see the bags under Calista’s eyes and although he didn’t know the story he knew something was going on. Ben reached out and placed his hand on top of Calista’s stopping her from packing up.

“How about you go shower, and get some sleep and I’ll take first watch over patient pain in the arse.”

He was being affectionate and she could tell by the look on his face. Hell, Calista knew she needed to shower and to sleep, after all she hadn’t had time to think about herself since being rescued. The blonde just nodded her head before she high tailed it towards the bathroom leaving Evie alone in the middle of the bed. Meanwhile Ben had found his way over to the mini bar, that was inside Evie’s fridge and took it upon himself to open a bottle of corona.

“What the hell have you gotten yourself into?”

Where the last words he spoke as he took a seat from the small lounge area of the room and spun it around so he could watch Evie sleep. The only question was, was Ben talking about Evie or himself? Regardless the friendly Saint Ben would hold off asking too many questions until he knew Evie was okay. As for Calista, he knew about her but now since meeting her, he knew there was a whole other side to Evie that he had no godly idea about. He had let her stay in his house and all the while, she was running a plan to save her dear friend from whatever hell she was in. Ben knew what had happened to her couldn’t have been good as he wasn’t blind and he had noticed the burn marks on her wrists and ankles.

All he knew for sure is that he was stuck babysitting his old roommate and her best friend that he had heard so much about but once they both woke, he was going to shower them with questions. He needed to know what was going on and with good reason, Evie staying with him could have been putting his life at risk if this is the kind of bullshit stuff he was now dealing with.

However, all those questions and answers would come later because as of right now, his main concern were the two ladies that he had promised to keep an eye on. One showering her problems away while the other one was sleeping feverishly in front of him. Whatever demons were inside her, they were most definitely active tonight.

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It was now Tuesday as Evie had lost all of Monday to slumber, causing many of the fellow SCW superstars to wonder if she was even on the boat. She knew she had Odette and Gabriel worried that she wasn’t going to show up but she had sent out a tweet to remind them that she was on the boat she just wanted some time to sleep. She had so many aches and pains to sleep away, not only that she was going to avoid Ben Jordan at all costs. Once she woke up on Monday to see that he was fast asleep in the coach in her room, she was horrified that he had seem a glimpse inside the world that she really lived in and she was quick to kick him out after a fury of thank you and I’m fines it took him a good hour to be convinced before he would leave.

Not only that he left at the wrong time, so a handful of SCW staff had noticed the Cockney King leaving the stateroom of Evie Baang and her hot female friend. Ben had the same clothes on he was wearing the night before, while Evie was half dressed while Calista was in a fresh silk night gown. So, Evie could just imagine the rumours that were going to be started because of that. It wasn’t her that she was worried about it was Ben. She had to protect Ben at all costs, for reasons that now would have to be explained to Mr Jordan over an awkward meal. However, that would come at a late date.

You see today activities had been swamped by Odette and Gabriel’s plans to have a romantic couple’s day on the boat. Odette had begged Evie to take Lucas for the day stating that Gabriel was going to be busy with work related stuff for the rest of his time on the boat this this would be there only day to spend together. Odette also reminded Evie that the Summer XXXTreme cruise was also the birth child of their love for one another so it was important that they spend a day together, to you know do what couples do when in love. Walks on the deck, strokes of the dick you know same ol’ same ol’.

Truth be told Evie didn’t want to leave Calista’s side, but Calista had insisted that Evie go spend the day with Lucas and get her mind off what had happened. Calista needed some time to collect herself and think about what the last few weeks had done to her. She also had a letter from Elijah she wanted to read and she wanted to do it alone. It had been burning the back of her mind, since he helped them escape.

Tuesday started at 7am when Odette and Gabriel dropped Lucas off at Evie’s door and quickly said their goodbyes before they rushed off to jump on the good foot and do the bad thing. Look I’m not sure what they were doing, but hey… I’m allowed to make this shit up as I go on.

8am till 9am was filled with Lucas watching cartoon on the television, before Master Lucas asked Evie to go swimming with him. She didn’t say no, as well look at his little face he was adorable.

9am till 11am was filled with swimming and games by the pool. Evie was mindful to take Lucas to the kiddies, pool and she made sure he had floaties on. She might had hated kids and not known a single thing about them however, there was something about Lucas that made her happy and caring. Not only that, if something was to happen to him on her watch she wouldn’t just have Gabriel and Odette to deal with.

11am till 12pm was lunch time, Evie had made plans with Despy and Synn to catch up with them so they could have lunch together. It also gave Evie the chance to relax, as Synn’s watchful eye would look after Lucas during this time. Given Evie a chance to breathe. She was terrible with responsibilities, it’s why she had a snake for a pet. I mean you feed it once a week and boom you’re done.

12pm till 2pm was filled with Lucas going to the games room and playing with the other children on the ship. It was the worst two hours of Evie’s life as she couldn’t see past the snot nosed kids that were running around covered in germs. It was horrible but she wasn’t allowed to rip Lucas away from this setting until it was 2:00pm as after that it was nap time and boy oh boy was she looking forward to nap time.

2pm rolled around and from 2pm till 4pm it was nap time. Considering Lucas was hyper on all the fun he was having Evie though that putting Lucas down for a nap was going to be like pulling teeth but turns out he is the angel baby that Odette paints him out to be and he went off to sleep with ease. This allowed Evie to catch a nap as well, that was short lived as every time Lucas stirred in his makeshift bed, Evie was up checking on him making sure everything was okay. She was dying for a drink, but through that would be frowned upon whilst looking after a child.

4pm till 5pm was filled with chasing Lucas around the deck of the boat as he played tiggy with Evie. Evie wasn’t sure how she was meant to play fair with a two-year-old but she gave it the best shot she had. She let him win all the time, even though it was killing her. She was natural competitive and this whole bowing down to Master Lucas was grinding her gears but she was oddly enjoying it.

6pm till 7pm was filled with Lucas telling Evie to go have a shower and get dressed as they were going to dinner. Lucas had picked out her dress for her. Evie got Lucas ready first before she tended to herself and finally the two were off to dinner.

7pm with the help of Gabriel Lucas had made a dinner reservation at the dining hall for himself and Evie. Lucas had requested a table by the windows so Evie and himself could look for fishes while they were dining. The dress he had picked out for Evie was a shiny red dress that had long sleeves and stopped just above Evie’s knees. Evie partnered the dress up with a set of black heels and a black clutch handbag. While Lucas was dressed in his tiny little suit. It wasn’t formal night but Lucas didn’t care he was treating his lady friend to dinner. As they sat at the table, Lucas was propped up on a booster seat so he could see over the table and the two waited for their meals to arrive.

To be a fly on the wall as Lucas spoke to Evie about the wiggles and sponge bob square pants, while Evie questioned little Lucas about his love of cars and motorbikes it was all going swell. That was until Synn had made his way over towards the table.

“You two are looking the part this evening.”

Synn had his dangerous smirk on his face, one that Evie didn’t ignore as she looked up at him.

“By any chance have you two seen Joshua?”

As Evie shook her head no, Synn turned to Lucas who had a stern look on his face in which he just spat out the following words to his grandfather.

“Beat it Grandpa, I’m on a date.”

Synn was a little taken back by Lucas’ words but he couldn’t hide the laughter as he looked at Evie who was for once stunned. Surely he couldn’t be serious? But yes, as Evie looked around the table to see everyone dressed up for casual Tuesday they were both dressed up to the nines and Lucas was trying his best to be well behaved for Evie. Evie thought it was cute so she continued to play Lucas’ game as she didn’t want to upset the boy. Evie looked up to Synn with a smile.

“You heard the boy.”

She winked at him and watched as Synn walked away chuckling to himself. He knew that Gabriel was going to have his hands full when he was older, but he didn’t think it would kick in when Lucas was two. The rest of the night went well with Lucas enjoying himself to the point that when it struck 8:30pm his little eyes couldn’t stay open any longer. So, Evie carried him back to the room and changed him into his sleepwear and rocked him to sleep. It didn’t take long for him to be in the land of slumber and Evie was quick to put him down to sleep.

While it was quiet night for Evie she watched Lucas sleep, before she heard the opening and clicking shut. She turned to see Calista returning from her day out and about on the boat. Just as Evie was going to ask how her day was she could see the streams of mascara down her face, to know that everything wasn’t right in the world of Calista. She didn’t say a word, as the blonde just joined Evie’s side on the queenside bed and fell into her arms for a hug. Evie felt her best friend’s body tremble in her arms as she sobbed. Calista didn’t say a word, she just handed Evie over a note, the note that Elijah had left for her to find.

Evie took the note and once she felt Calista slip down her body to hide away under her arm, she quickly unfolded the note. Before Evie could even start to read the words, she heard Calista’s discomfort as she cried out in emotional distress. Evie looked at Calista and then to Lucas to see that he was still sleeping before she ran her fingers through her friend’s hair. Trying to soothe her. As she felt Calista’s body slowly start to calm down Evie started to read the note to herself, and with each word she now knew why Calista was a mess.

Calista,

I never meant for anything like this to happen and as soon as I knew the family had you. I pleaded my case to be the one that could watch over you. I’m sorry for the harm you had to suffer before I came on sight, if I had been there since day one none of this would have happened. You would have been freed. However, I knew that Evie would be coming for you… in fact I’m the one that tipped her off.

They had sent her all over the world on wild goose chases, but as soon as I knew how to reach her I made contact. This was never my intention to keep you locked up, chained up and away from what you deserve the most freedom.

Sadly, we all had a job to do, and my job was to make sure you didn’t escape. At first, I wanted to set you free but I knew it would be too risky. So, I waited until I knew Evie was on her way. That’s when I put the plan in action.

None of this will make sense, or none of it will make up for what I or any of our brother’s wrong doings. Just know that reason I left you go was because since the moment I laid eyes on you… all those years ago. I have loved you.

Not telling you this sooner will be my greatest regret.

Elijah.

As Evie read over the words, she felt Calista’s body go limp under her arm. Putting the note to the side, Evie rested her head on top of her friends and did the only thing she could think of and that was hold her trying to make everything alright. Now Evie was plagued with the realisation that not everything was going to go back to normal and this was only the beginning of their fight.

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