[Jayden]

“Didn’t I tell you?”

The first words that came out of his sister’s mouth when she opened up the door. Jayden just looked at her for a second. Knowing all too well what it was that she was referring to, but wasn’t about to give her the time of day in responding. Their sibling rivalry was well known within the family. If he responded, it wasn’t going to be received well. Taking a step right past her.

JAYDEN: Where’s my daughter?

MIKHALIA: Imagine that. Going to ignore what I said.

Very briefly she rolled her eyes in the direction of her older brother.

MIKHALIA: She’s taking a nap. Being fussy when Saraia dropped her off. Speaking of. Your wife said she’d be back to get her in a few. What are you even doing here?

JAYDEN: I got in town earlier than I expected. Said I’d just scoop her up and take her home with me.

MIKHALIA: Well, let her nap for a bit. I laid her down not even a half hour ago.

JAYDEN: It’s fine. I’ll just put her back down when we get to the house. Go grab her for me please.

MIKHALIA: She’s already sleeping. No point in disturbing that.

JAYDEN: I think I know what’s best for my kid here, Mik.

MIKHALIA: Like you knew what was best for you a few nights ago and that blew up in your face? Much like I told you it would.

Again. Her comments were heard loud and clear. Only problem was now Jayden couldn’t ignore it. Between being jet lagged, beat up from the match a few nights before, and now dealing with her smart ass mouth. It was sending him over the edge.

JAYDEN: Since you want to have this stupid fight. What are you wanting from me Mikhalia? Are you wanting me to admit that I should’ve had you in my corner or something?

MIKHALIA: Yes. That’s exactly what I want. I told you those two weren’t going to play fair. I told you that Victoria was going to get involved. And I told you that it would be a two on one situation. You didn’t want to listen.

JAYDEN: I did listen. I was more than aware of what I was getting myself into. It was a risk that I was willing to take and I did. I came out the winner. It was a job well done on my end. Then I got blindsided. Name of the game, but if you think I am going to admit that I should’ve had you fly all the way there with me and just be in my corner. You’re wrong. I still stand by telling you no. I didn’t need you.

MIKHALIA: Wow... I know you are a spitting image of dad. But you know at some point you’re going to have to learn to take others into consideration, asshole!

By nature one would assume that Mikhalia was just as nasty as her brother. Just as rude as father. A gene that plagued the entire family, but she wasn’t any of those things. She was genuinely the exact opposite. She was caring, she was loving, she was sympathetic, and she was someone that put others before herself all the time.

Even for those that didn’t deserve it. Kind of like her brother, but that was family. She had to have some respect; So for her to say something mean and call someone out their name. It was a very clear sign that she was being pushed over the edge. Jayden caught on right away but he didn’t get a chance to say anything before she was cutting him off.

MIKHALIA: I get it Jayden. You have always been the one that was going to be a star. You’ve always been dad’s favorite. You are going to be the second reincarnation of him and just take over the world. But at the same time you’re going to be just as miserable and just as unhappy as he was. If you don’t change some of the ways you do things and some of the ways you think about things.

JAYDEN: And this is all coming from the fact I told you no? All because I said I didn’t need you? Because I don’t want you dragged into something that has nothing to do with you? It’s time to grow up a little bit, kid. You’re twenty now.

MIKHALIA: I need to grow up? That’s real rich coming from a man that’s heading towards his mid twenties and still acts like he’s twelve.

JAYDEN: Yep, sure do.

MIKHALIA: And you’re wrong! It does involve me. It involves me just as much as it involves you. With the way that they’ve trashed our family name. With the way they’ve mocked the family name. Not to mention she put her hands on you. Excuse me for wanting to do the right thing and defend my brother’s honor.

JAYDEN: Yet, your hard headed ass isn’t listening to anything I am saying. You don’t need to defend my honor. I knew that was going to happen and I’ll take care of it. I’ve got just the plan for her. I don’t forgive or forget. It’s always been an eye for an eye with me.

MIKHALIA: It doesn’t have to be like that.

Once again she was trying to plead her case. Jayden on the other hand just wasn't having it. His mind was made. His opinion was set. He was one of the hardest headed people to ever exist and it was likely never going to change. Even if Mikhalia was coming from a place of love and good intent.

MIKHALIA: All I’m asking of you is to help me get my foot in the door. You do that and then I can help you out. We can combat those two together.

JAYDEN: I said no, Mikhalia.

MIKHALIA: Jayden. Please. For once listen to someone else aside from yourself.

JAYDEN: No! How many more fucking times do I need to say it?!

The loud and angry tone echoed throughout the apartment. Almost right away the fussy sounds of his daughter down the hall could be heard. For a brief second the two siblings just glared at one another. It didn’t appear there was going to be any compromise between them. Jayden turning his back to his younger sister to head down the hall to attend to the crying child. All while Mikhalia just stood there huffing and puffing to herself.


Ever since the match had taken place between him and Vincent. All Jayden had thought about is when he was going to get his lick back. The win wasn’t satisfying enough. Not when Vincent and Victoria had both decided to ambush him when it was all said and done. He had grounds to stand on to get Victoria stripped of her championship. To get her sent packing. That’s when he was leaning towards for no other reason than to be petty, but that didn’t solve the problem with Vincent.

Part of him didn’t see the point in continuing the war. He did get that win. He proved that he was better. Something that he already knew, but at the same time. He couldn’t just let what happened slide. His ego was far too big for all of that. But what would he truly benefit in the end? Where was it going to get him? Other than further away from the World Championship. Something he wanted so bad, but kept getting taken from him time and time again. It was a lot to think about and consider.

Thus why he was in the gym. Trying to work out his frustration. His hands were covered with those eleven oz boxing gloves. Swinging at the body bag. Mixing it up between body blows and jabs. The occasional uppercut thrown in there. He was so in tune with the workout. He didn’t hear the door to the garage open and then close. Saraia letting herself into his little area. Her arms folded across her chest. Tapping her foot against the concrete floor in an irritated manner. When he didn’t give her attention right away she screamed at him.

SARAIA: Jayden David!

His punches stopped almost immediately. Not just from her tone that told him a story that she wasn’t happy, but his middle name always made him cringe. Something only his mother used when he was in deep shit. Slowly turning himself around to face her.

JAYDEN: What’s with the middle name?

SARAIA: What’s with you being an asshole?

JAYDEN: You’re surprised by this?

SARAIA: Not really, but being an asshole and costing me a good babysitter when I need to get my hair and nails done is going too far!

JAYDEN: What the hell are you even talking about?

His face was twisted with confusion. Using his teeth to help pull the strap off one of the gloves so he could assist himself with taking them off.

SARAIA: Mikhalia told me she won’t be watching Amarrissa anymore because you were disrespectful and rude to her.

JAYDEN: Don’t pay any attention to what she’s saying. She’s emotional and crying because I didn’t give her what she wanted. This will all blow over the next time you’re in need of a sitter. It’s fine.

SARAIA: No, I don’t think it is. She sounded really upset about this whole thing.

JAYDEN: Like I said she’s being emotional. She’s still a kid. Doesn’t know how to handle being told no. She was like that when we were younger too.

SARAIA: Must be something that runs in the family. You’re the same way.

JAYDEN: The fuck I am!

SARAIA: Riiiiiiiiiiiight.

In a very dramatic way his wife rolled her eyes. Finally, Jayden had ripped off the right glove and then did the same to the left. Tossing them down on the work bench.

SARAIA: I need you to make this right. I don’t care what you have to do to make it right, but it needs to happen.

JAYDEN: And as I’ve said twice now. It’ll blow over. She’s being a baby about shit. There’s nothing to make right and even if she decides to hold out a few times. Take the kiddo with you.

SARAIA: Do you realize how difficult it is to keep an eye on a child that runs around all day long with no off button inside of a beauty shop?

JAYDEN: Uh no, but you’re a mom. You learn these skills over time.

SARAIA: I’m about to slap the taste out of your mouth!

She was biting her tongue hard in that moment. Jayden not even remotely aware of the way he was making himself sound. Mothers needed breaks too. For crying out loud he got his when he was on the road, but again. Not something that was even crossing his brain at that moment.

SARAIA: Just make it right. How difficult can it be?

JAYDEN: Far more difficult than I want to deal with. It all stims from me telling her no and telling her I don’t need her. She so badly wants to get involved in this issue with Vincent and I. All because stupid sister put her hands on me at the last show. It isn’t that big of a deal.

SARAIA: Isn’t that big of a deal? You should consider yourself lucky, Jayden. I could have popped up with the vaseline and ready to handle things in a much more chaotic manner as your wife. At least Miks is being smart and wanting to stand by your side with this.

JAYDEN: But this is my problem and mine alone. I don’t need to be dragging her or anyone else into it. With me handling it myself. Least I know I got one person to worry about. Not someone else. And these two. They don’t play fair. I can’t risk her getting herself in a bad spot because of me. If anything I am protecting her, like she’s trying to protect me, but I’m being smarter about it and her cry baby ass can’t see that.

SARAIA: I have to say in this situation. You’re wrong.

JAYDEN: Of course I am. I’m always wrong in your eyes.

SARAIA: No, you’re really wrong this time Jayden. That girl looks up to her big brother and I think it’s rather sweet that she wants to fight by your side.

This whole situation was becoming frustrating for Jayden. He was kind of overhearing it. Now that he was getting it from more than one person. That was really grinding his gears.

SARAIA: Maybe, it can just be a one night thing.

JAYDEN: You are just like her. You’re not listening to anything I am willing to say. You want to fight over it this hard for a babysitter once in a blue moon?

SARAIA: No, I am fighting over it so hard because I saw what happened the last time you were outnumbered and you got yourself in a fight you couldn’t get out of. I almost lost you!

The rage that came out of her at that moment. It really put Jayden’s ego in check for the moment. It’s not something he had thought about. Not for a good little while, but she was right. The last time he was outnumbered. He had to learn how to walk and talk again. There was talk he’d never be able to do any of that. Much less wrestle. And it all stemmed from his ego landing him in hot water. The same hot water he was heading for now. He just looked at her now glaring expression.

JAYDEN: Fine.

SARAIA: Fine?

JAYDEN: Just what I said, fine. I’ll tell her I’ll see what I can do about having her in my corner for whatever comes next.

SARAIA: See, it’s not that difficult to just see things my way. Happy wife means a happy life. This is going to be good for the both of you.

JAYDEN: I don’t like this. I don’t like it one bit. I can handle it on my own, but if this is what it takes to get everyone off my back. Guess it is what it is.

He hated it. That much was plastered all over his expression. It felt like he was having his hands tied in the situation. The moment control was taken from him. His ego flared up and it was enough to make him want to crash out, but if his wife was worried. If there was even a chance he might find himself in a situation similar or worse. Then maybe he just had to bite the bullet this one time and have someone in his corner. Who better than someone that was family?!


The cameras found themselves opening up to quite the scenery. With the beautiful mountains in the background. This scenery was why the ‘Garden of the Gods’ was such a tourist stop. Off into the distance the cameras could see a familiar face. Wasting no time at all to zoom in a little bit. Revealing none other than the Brat himself. Jayden looked out at those beautiful mountains as he spoke up.

“Grew up a sore loser huh, Vincent?!”

With that seemingly simple question. Jayden turned himself around to make eye contact with the cameras. A small smirk formed over his expression.

“Likely been that way since birth. Mommy had to share herself with daddy. You threw a fit and lashed out. Got a little older. Mommy and Daddy didn’t give you enough attention. You got pissy and lashed out. Had to share your toys with your siblings. You didn’t like it and lashed out. Got a little older. Got into sports. Found out you weren’t as good as you thought you were. You lashed out. Confessed your love to your first crush. She didn’t share the same feelings. You couldn’t handle rejection so you lashed out.”

“Decided to join the family business. Quickly discovered you weren’t even the best wrestler in your family. Got in your feelings and it made you lash out. It’s a recurring theme which is why you lashed out when I proved what I said I was going to prove all along. You know the whole proving that you aren’t my level. Proving that you aren’t better than me. As well as proving you made the biggest mistake of your career when you decided to target me!”

That smirk of his seemed to get a little bigger. Jayden was at his core a smart ass. So anytime he had a chance to be just that and do it with facts. It really made him feel like he was on top of the world. He found himself just pacing back and forth a little bit.

“But in being a sore loser. You couldn’t just take the loss. You couldn’t just move on. You couldn’t just accept what reality was. Noooo. Of course not. You just felt the need to keep the shit going. You just felt the need to wrangle me back in. You felt the need to put me in a situation where we have to run it back. And of course no surprise at all that the cunt... I mean the woman that is the main source for why this even started between the two of us had to go and get herself involved.”

For a brief moment there was a look of disgust that covered his expression.

“Making this entire thing a true family affair. Which like I said none of it is a surprise at this point. Not even in the slightest. Everyone knows how the two of you operate. You cannot co-exist without holding each other’s hands. It’s kind of sad when you think about it. Considering at one point Victoria. You could have gone down as being remembered as one of the most historic Bombshell Roulette Champions in all of history. You could have been seen as one of the most violent this company has ever seen. Instead now you’re just going to be known as being your brother’s master. Then when it comes to you Vincent...”

“You could have been known as the man that picked a fight with one of the biggest and baddest dogs in the yard. You could have been known as the man that stepped up to a challenge right away. You could have been known as a future star around here. Yet you pissed all of that away to be your sister’s slave. Now of course I am not one to kink shame. Do whatever you need to do that gets your jollies off, but won’t lie. This shit is definitely weird between the two of you. But hey who am I to tell you what to do right? Trust me when I tell you. Your status is already ruined around here.”

Again that smartass nature. That immaturity of his was just shining through. For no other reason than to try and get under their skin.

“Now as much as I didn’t want this to become a family thing. I was perfectly fine with it staying between us, Vincent. That’s not what you wanted. That’s not what your sister wanted. As we have learned whatever she says goes. You do what she wants when she says it. You’re now forcing my hand to drag my own blood into this. Something that I can guarantee you by the end of Sunday night. You’re both going to regret it. You are going to wish it never came to this.”

As soon as those words came out of his mouth. The sound of heels kicking against the pavement could be heard. Allowing the cameras to pan out a little more. Not taking long at all to reveal the Brat’s younger sister. Mikhalia finds herself taking her spot right next to her brother. The sweetest little smile on the woman’s face.

“Hello there Victoria. We have not been properly introduced to each other. My name is Mikhalia. But you can refer to me as the woman that saved you from finding yourself in the unemployment line.”

Those few words had her smile fading and her eyes narrowing.

“You see, once upon a time my father did something unruly. Real shocker right? But in breaking these rules that were set forth. He lost his championship. He lost his job. His historic run here was cut extremely short. Far shorter than he wanted. But that’s what happens when you break the rules. There is no excuse for what he did if that's how things are. Very much like there is no excuse for you breaking the same exact rule when you made the decision to put your hands on my brother.”

Mikhalia found herself just slightly shaking her head from side to side. Taking her arms and folding them under her chest.

“Personally, with it being twenty twenty five. Women are just as good of wrestlers as men. In fact I can name plenty that are better than men that work for this company right this second. Yet, at the end of the day my personal feelings and opinions don’t matter on this subject. The powers that be see violence among men and women to be taboo. That’s what got my father canned and that’s what was about to get you canned. My brother isn’t like me by any means. He’s short sighted and very much an eye for an eye kind of person. He was aiming to come for your championship, your job, and to watch everything burn around you for putting those dirty little hands of yours on him.”

“I was the voice of reason. I was the one that talked him out of going down that road. The reason being is because I knew it wouldn’t accomplish anything. Not in the grand scheme of things. Sure, you would have been stripped of the title. You wouldn’t have a job. Yet, it wouldn’t have taught you a lesson. Not even in the least bit. You wouldn’t have any kind of remorse. In fact I would be willing to bet. You’d just whine and cry on twitter about it for weeks. Months. However long it took you to get over it, but you would never actually look yourself in the mirror and admit you were wrong. Not by any means. But being forced into the ring with little ole me. You’ll repent for your sins.”

“Now before you decide to kick in with this fake queen gimmick that every single woman adopts in this business. Because they’re too afraid to be themselves. Let me be the first to tell you. I am not the least bit interested in hearing any of your stories. Not interested in hearing the why of what you did. Not interested in hearing you try to justify any goddamn thing about you putting your hands on my brother. That’s all I needed to see for me to want to mix it up with you. And after all, why not right? Your skin is so thin that you sent your brother after mine all because of what he supposedly said about you. At least I’m coming after you for something a little more serious.”

There was a little bit of attitude pouring out of her. She was unlike most of the family. Very chill. Very mellow. Bubbly and tried to see the positive to everything in life, but when her buttons were pushed. She definitely showed what blood ran through her veins.

“I’ll be the first to tell you, Victoria. I might not have the experience you have. I might not be this down and dirty wrestler that you are. In fact this will be the first time I have ever been in a match that’s considered a hardcore match. I’ve never swung a chair or a kendo stick. I’ve never been put through a table. Don’t know what it feels like to be cut open with barbed wire or pieced with thumbtacks. That has never been my cup of tea. Saw my father experience it enough that I never wanted to. But despite my lack of experience with all of this. I can tell you that I know for a fact I got more heart than you do. And in the end the heart will always outweigh the experience.”

“No matter what you think you are going to put me through or whatever you actually end up putting me through. It’s not going to be enough to stop my heart from continuing to pump and continuing to keep myself going. No matter how many times you knock me down. It’s not going to stop my heart from allowing me to get back up and keep on fighting. There is no amount of pain that you can put me through that’s going to force my heart to stop having love for my brother and feeling the need to defend his honor against some basic blonde bitch like yourself. This is a war you wanted, but it isn’t going to be a war you win.”

The very second that she finished her statement. Jayden found himself taking a step forward and bringing the cameras back to his attention solely for the time being.

“I have to tell you Vincent. This sore loser mentality is really clouding your judgement in the worst of ways. Your reputation is already shot. Continuing to give into this sore loser state of mind is only going to make things ten times worse for you. I mean think about it. You cost me the chamber. Took my chance to compete for the World Championship away. You made me this giant target and acted like you were so much better than me. Then I kicked your teeth down your throat.”

“And now you want to run it back. You are running the risk of finding yourself getting your ass handed to you in back to back matches with me. You really think that’s good for your reputation? Do you really think that’s good for your ego? Especially considering the setting this match is going to take place in. Forget that it’s a tag team match for a second. Throw out the fact that our sister’s are involved. Look solely at the fact it is a hardcore match. That is not a good look for you.”

“I was willing to go to the end of the world and back against J2H in a parking lot brawl. Anything and everything I was able to get my hands on. I used it as a weapon and I did some serious damage with it. Putting his head through glass windows. Throwing him on top of cars. Aiming to cause as much pain to his body as I could. If that isn’t a good reminder of what I am willing to do just for the sake of proving a point. Go back and watch the Roulette Gauntlet Match from Violent Conduct.”

“Up against three men in some of the most vile matches that could be thought of. A strap match, a bloody massacre match, and a casket match. All in the same night. The night that actually ended up costing me six long months of my career. But I was unhinged in that match. I was the most violent I had ever been. I was swinging for the fences and had no intention of stopping. I took a fight to three men that are far better than you ever thought about being and I almost overcame it all. What makes you think for even a single solid second I won’t cross a line to hurt you severely this Sunday?!”

A slight arch in his eyebrow.

“I will hurt you. I will break bones. I will tear ligaments. I will make sure years of your career are taken off. All because you don't know how to learn your lesson and stay in your place, Vincent. I know right now everything I am saying is just speaking into the void. You simply do not understand common sense and you damn sure don’t understand when you are outmatched and outclassed, but at least you are getting a warning. At least you can’t come back later when you’re confined to a wheelchair.”

“And talk about how I took things too far. Nah, I told you fam. This is where it was going to go because you couldn’t just walk away. Like my sister said. This may have been a war you wanted. This may have been a war you started. This may be a war that you truly believe you got a fighting chance in, but this is not a war. You are going to even come close to winning. Don’t worry though. We’ll make sure we send you back to the den. In nice little to-go boxes.”

For a second Jayden just remained quiet. Mikhalia finds herself back into the frame. As they stood side by side, back to back. Signature smirks crossing their lips. Jayden pointed right at the cameras in a gun-like motion.

“It’s time to go hunting for Lyons!”

“NextGen on top!”

For the last time the cameras caught Jayden and Mikhalia standing side by side with one another. Those final words were going to register in the brains of their opponents. It was either going to make them see that this was not going to go the way they wanted or it was further going to make them ride that delusional train. Either way it sounded like they were ready. With the cameras starting to fade out to black leaving the SCW audience with something to look forward to.