Ooc/: I fell asleep from a week of night shift and ran out of time... sorry.
It’s been a while, and if this was a Brittany Spears song a dramatic techno beat would have just blasted your ear drums but lucky for you, is isn’t a flash back to 2007. Oh no, this is a flash back to November 3rd, 2019. The night was meant to be one for the highlight reel, one for the personal record books for Dani Weston. It was the night that she was given clearance to step back side the six-sided ring, she was back in Sin City Wrestling, about to shock the world. She was back to her first love, the only thing that made her feel alive. The competition that she had grown to love, was just minutes away. The thrill of lacing up her boots was all too familiar, wrestling had become second nature to her and knowing that she was now just a few more days away from returning to a world that she had been without for so long, was enough to make the hairs on the back of her neck rise up in anticipation.
Well, that’s how it played out in her head, that’s how Dani had everything planned out. That night would mark her return to the ring to reintroduce herself to her fans, tonight would be the night she told the world that she was going to be back and that her first match back in Sin City Wrestling, would take place the following week. It was her moment to take, so Dani grabbed it by the horns and took every opportunity she got to make it her own. It was the first step on her comeback tour and for a moment under those bright lights standing Infront of a sold-out crowd, Dani was finally home. Dani was finally where she was meant to be, everything felt right.
The fans were excited, Dani was excited, yet we should all know by now that when there is happiness there tends to be sadness just looming by. That sadness came in the form chubby barn yard animal in Bobbie Fucking Dahl. The one-time fan favourite who decided on that night of all nights to show the world her true colours. Bobbie wasn’t a happy, confident, wrecking ball of fun… she was just a flat-out miserable bitch. Without warning, without hesitation Bobbie left her mark on Dani’s return by reinjuring her shoulder and putting the former Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion back on the shelf. Why? Well, Bobbie has offered some dribble for a reason, but truth be told it’s just shit rolling down her face.
Since that night, Dani Weston was left with only one definitive path… rest, recover, rebuild and return. The resting part was near on impossible, as Dani couldn’t wait to get back into the ring. She had spent months on the sidelines and had finally just gotten herself back into in ring shape and now, she was just meant to sit back and watch all her hard work wilt away? Nah, that wasn’t going to sit well with her. The recovery part came easy because unlike the lies that spewed from Bobbie’s lips, she hadn’t re-torn Dani’s shoulder, she hadn’t crushed it, she hadn’t separated it. All that spruiking to toot her own horn was just her colon confusing her lips for her arse once again.
It was the rebuilding that took Dani away from wrestling for four months. It was the agonising pressure she put on herself to rebuild her muscles, around her shoulders reconstructing a stronger frame. Because Dani was hell bent on making Bobbie’s stunt be a once off, as there was no way she was going to let that mammoth of a woman shelf her once more. It took four months for Dani to get the all clear from her doctors, from Gabriel and Odette so they would let her come back into their gym and work out like she used to and well it took four months to prove to Mark Ward and Christian Underwood that she would be in tip top shape to make her return.
A return that will be taking place this Sunday at Hamilton, Scotland the New Douglas Park to be exact. Climax Control two hundred and sixty-one, the return match was set by the powers to be. Dani would return in the Blast from the Past Tournament, teaming up with the enigma himself Dmitri taking on the current Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Internet Champion, Kate Steele and the SCU superstar know as Javi Gonzales. It wasn’t going t be easy stepping straight back into the ring from four months off, rebuilding herself. It wasn’t going to be a walk in the park return match, Mark Ward and Christian Underwood clearly wanted Dani to work for her victory and well, it wouldn’t be the first time the youngster had to rise to the occasion.
As devastated as she was to be facing such a powerhouse in Kate in the first round, Dani knew this was a test. It was a challenge and if she could somehow do her bit for her team and put the Bombshell Internet Champion down for the three count and pick up the win for her team… it would make the past four months of heartache and pain worth it. It would be worth every tear, every drop of blood and every sleepless night worth the emotional and physical abuse Dani had put herself through the past sixteen weeks. Capturing a win over Kate Steele would be enough to sky rocket Dani’s career back into the spotlight, putting her in the top circle a place where she was no stranger too before her injury… but yet, the very real chance of falling short of this still played at the back of her mind. The thought of fumbling in her return match was enough to choke her and steal her words at times but Dani had to do what Dani does best and that’s muster up all the strength she can and stand face to face with all of those who come before her. The Blast from the Past was her launching pad, she just hoped and prayed that she had what it took to be a Sin City Wrestling Bombshell.
The return match this Sunday night was only just the beginning of Dani’s journey this time round… well actually, the plane ride to Scotland was the first step and well everything in that department wasn’t exactly smooth sailing.
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Dani hated flying; it was one of the worst things about her job. It wasn’t that she hated travelling she loved seeing the world and embarking on new experiences, it was just the letting go of all control, strapping yourself into a chair for ten plus hours and hoping like hell the wheels touched down safely. Lucky for Dani she didn’t have to tackle her flight to Scotland alone, as she found herself surrounded by love ones at the airport. Inside the VIP longue at the Las Vegas airport, a lot of Sin City Wrestling superstars and Bombshells were gathered as they awaited to board their direct flight that the powers to be had organised.
Dani was sitting around a round table, next to Charlotte and Mackenzie while Os and Daniel sat across from her. The only people missing from her immediate circle were Aron and Fen but last she heard, Fenris was refusing to let go of the reigns and Aron was struggling to get his bother on board for his debut into the wrestling world. Their absence wasn’t unnoticed, especially by Dani who had found herself adopting two older brothers in them both. Fenris was her protector, the brother who would break your neck just because you looked at her, while Aron was the softer gentler spiritual guide. Aron kept Dani’s feet on the ground at times, with harsh but necessary reality checks.
As she looked around the table Dani wasn’t really listening to the conversation her closest friends were having, she just picked up on Daniel’s voice every now and then as he was talking about numbers that the casino was raking in. His phone was constantly running hot with alerts, as the main server reported back to him half hourly on every win and every loss that happened back at the Golden Ring Casino. Dani was lost in thought, every time her eyes shifted around the room, she was thinking of stupid little things, mindless things, like she wondered how hot the water was in the tea urn. It was trivial stuff like that, keeping her mind from ticking over. She was trying to distract herself from what was about to happen.
It wasn’t until she felt Charlotte’s elbow grid into her ribs that Dani’s attention snapped back to the group that was sitting around her and suddenly, all eyes were on her.
“You alright Dans?” Daniel’s tone was serious, but the playful look in his eyes said otherwise.
Mackenzie patted Dani on the shoulder. “You look like you’re about to puke.” A slight chuckle escaped her glossed lips as she looked down at her friend.
“Be a darling and aim away from the group, yeah?” Charlotte followed up, as she jabbed her elbow into Dani’s ribs once more.
Danielle just sighed before laughing along with them, she knew they were only trying to cheer her up but obviously fear was strewn across her face. Nervously she ran her fingers through her hair, looping her soft curls behind her ears as she tilted forward in her chair. Bringing her elbows up she rested them on the table in front of her, before plonking her forehead into her hands.
“I hate flying.” She mumbled, “but I love travelling.” Another sigh escaped her lips, as if she was exhausted. “Life’s tough.”
Danielle didn’t even have to look up to feel four sets of eyes roll towards her. However, regardless of how petty she was being they all knew this routine too well from traveling internationally with Dani before. Internal flights were okay, they were quick little wheels up, wheels down. It was the acres of ocean under the plane that Dani had a problem with, when she flew internationally. The morning of the flight she would be her regular self, this Dani Downer would only kick in thirty minutes before boarding time. It was short lived as they all prayed that she fell asleep on the plane and nine times out of ten that’s exactly what happened.
“You need to try and relax; you can’t be stressing yourself out days before your return match.” Mackenzie looked at Dani, making sure she was paying attention before she continued. “We’ll be in the air before you know it and wheels down before you can count to one million.” A playful smirk was the full stop on Mackenzie’s advice.
Dani took her head from her hands and looked up at the group. “I know, I know.” Her voice was high pitched and whiney. “I’m sorry, I hate that I get like this.” An honest sigh escaped her lips as she looked down at her watch.
“It’s okay, we get it…” Charlotte followed up. “This has been a big week for you, one of the busiest weeks in history for the casino, your mum not doing so well, a big bad international flight and a return match just days away.” She was looking Dani up and down. “No wonder you’re a wreck.”
Looking up at Charlotte, Dani could read the honestly in her face. This week hadn’t been an easy one for her and there was still the matter of her return match looming. Dani had been so focused on the flight that she had neglected to start mentally preparing herself for stepping back inside the six-sided ring against Kate Steele. She brought both her hands up to the front of her face, a clapping sound bellowed out as she unintentionally slapped her head into her hands a little harder than she was expecting.
“I forgot all about Kate.” She groaned. “I’m really not ready, I’m not ready at all.” Her head was shaking from side to side.
Dani thought she was going to met with groans from the group, but she was surprised when she heard laughter instead, even Os was having a hard time keeping his lips together as he chuckled away.
“You’re just nervous.” Daniel looked directly at Dani. “It happens.” Another chuckle aired. “Plus, I don’t think you’re the first or the last that will forget about Kate. Don’t beat yourself up over it.” That winning smile was plastered on his face. “Just do us a favour and wipe the floor clean with her.”
Daniel’s voice was commanding it was almost like he was in work mode asking her to complete a task before the end of her shift. Dani watched as Daniel’s attention shifted back to his phone as a god awful cheeky smiling photo of Nick flashed up on his screen. Daniel groan before he answered his opening line was something like “stop taking pictures of your ugly mug and adding them to your contact profile.” But it was more aggressive British and less polite. Os looked over at Dani before he reached out across the table. It was like he could see the pain behind her eyes when it came to Nick. He was always popping up in her life at the most random times, that she would have loved to have him by her side supporting her. However, that ship sailed and well, hit the bottom like the titanic. Just a delicate squeeze or her hand was all he could offer, as words escaped him.
“Oh, and what Daniel forgot to say was…” Mackenzie voice snapped them all back into reality. “Don’t let your partner suck the blood from your veins. You’re already pale enough… we don’t need to be rescuing a corpse.” She patted Dani on the shoulder as she smirked.
Before Dani could reply with anything witty a chime sounded over the PA system at the airport, letting the room know that their flight was ready to board. Dani watched as everyone in the VIP longue stood up, collected their things and moved off towards the gate. Her friends included. Dani was the last one to make a move, but when she did, she felt Charlotte’s arm snake it’s way around her shoulders to pull her into her side.
“Stop” her voice was like a warning. “Don’t even think about how you’re not ready, not worthy, or not good enough for this match. I know what’s going on up there.” She tapped Dani’s temple. “Stop self-sabotaging... left foot after right foot, get your arse on that plane and in Scotland you’re going to remind the world just how fucking good you are.”
There were no more words, there was nothing Dani could say as Charlotte had hit the nail on the head. Before Dani could even utter a reply, her group had moved off leaving her in the wings before she was able to catch her thoughts and catch up to London Underground.
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This Sunday night I find myself back inside the six-sided ring, lacing my boots up and returning to Sin City Wrestling after over a year of sitting on the side lines. It has sucked being at home watching the SCW world spin without me!! It has sucked. Yet this Sunday night I get to lock horns with Kate Steele in round 1 of the Blast from the Past tournament hopefully cementing my path back towards the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship.
