Event: Climax Control... Sunday 05/06/2012
Venue: Moana Stadium... Reno, Nevada
Match: Bombshell Tag Team Match
Opponent: VS THE FREAKETTES, Rock Rose and Felony Fontana
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After losing her title due to the interference of the SCW's Owner, Mark Ward and the underhanded tactics of Misty, the mental state of the Rebellious One is suffering a devastating blow. Will she be able to keep it together as she teams with her partner, Gothika to take on a new tag team to the Sin City Wrestling's ranks in the Freakettes? Or will the loss of her Bombshell Championship be too much for Raynin to Bear? Let's see what unfolds shall we...
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... DESCENT INTO MADNESS! ...
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Time: May 1, 2012, 1:30 PM...
Place: In the sky... Somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean...
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The sky is aboil with the anguish of the world it seems. Dark clouds hang over the seas and the deserts as the tears of Angels fall down to blanket the earth. In the deep deserts of Nevada, a single old indian woman sits in front of a fire that's being protected by a kind of lean to tent. She's not worried about heat or warmth... that's not why the fire is there. She can feel the turmoil in the energies surround her, yet doesn't know where it's coming from.
As she sits, her eyes closed as she chants in the language of her ancestors, she hears the warning rattle of a snake a few feet away who has been spooked by the rain falling on it's head. she sits still as a statue, the only movement tat of her lips as she doesn't stop her chanting. The snake inches forward, wary, keeping it's body coiled as if ready to strike at any moment. The old woman doesn't stop her chanting. The snake uncoils it's body and moves within a foot of the old woman, and just as it's about to move past her, her hand moves quick as lightning and grabs it behind it's head, lifting it high. The snake's rattle moves threateningly as it attempts to wriggle free, but she grabs its body with her free hand, taking complete control of it.
Her words don't stop flowing from her as she moves quickly. She puts it's fangs to a jar that's been stretched with the bladder of a cow... an ancient recepticle for collecing venom, and milks it dry of it's deadly poison. She then picks up a knife and holds the body over a large bowl. As lightning rips through the sky, making the darkened sky bright like the flash of a camera, she sends the knife slicing through the air and through the neck of the snake like a hot knife through butter.
The body of the snake drops into the bowl, wriggling as it's life blood pumps from it's neck like water from a geyser. The moving of the body sends the red fluid all over the bowl, and the old woman nods slowly. She places the bowl over the fire and starts to rock back and forward in time to her chanting. She opens a pouch and pulls out some herbs, throwing them into the bowl, then opens a bottle of some liquid and pours it into the bowl. The red in the bowl turns black as her chanting increases in volume and intensity. She opens the jar of the venom and pours some over the mixture, then opens a final jar and pours a powder into her hand and throws it into the fire, letting some fall into the bowl. She picks up an eagle feather and waves it around the fire, closes her eyes as her chanting hits a fever pitch, then drops it. It floats on the wind down into the bowl in the flames, and as soon as it touches the liquid, lightning crashes overhead and everything suddenly ignites in a bright green flame, and the old woman's eyes snap opento reveal nothing but white. Her body freezes, as if galvanized by the lightning strike, her hands held out to the fire. She starts to speak, her voice sounding like a mixture of many different voices.
"The darkness is approaching! It is growing, and multiplying, gathering strength in the depths that are hiding it. What was keeping it at bay has been stolen, and what is building will be unlike anything ever experienced! The battle is approaching! The light verses the darkness... The collision wil be... EXPLOSIVE!!!!"
A humongous crash of lightning suddenly crashes, lighting the desert like a bomb has just explodedThe old woman falls backward, her arms spread wide as the camera starts to spiral upwards. The lightning continues to flash as the scene suddenly changes...
As the lightning flashes over the desert, it simultaneously flashes in the clouds over the Atlantic ocean. The clouds in which fly the airplane holding the former Bombshell Champion, and the rest of her friends and partenrs fo the Fallen. After her loss, she didn't sleep a moment. She was too upset, and only just has been able to let herself rest. She'd been asleep for only about a half hour, and her mind still can't deal with what has happened.
In her sleep, she reaches down to her waist, stroking it as if she's looking for the Bombshell title that's been taken from her. She's clearly agitated, and shakes her head as she sleeps, moaning and clawing at the air as if she's trying to hold onto something or stop something from happen. Darknyss is sitting beside her and she sighs heavily as she reache sover and pulls the blanket up over her thrashing friend. She knows exactly what Raynin is feeling and is hoping that she is helping her deal with what is clearly separation anxiety.
She's been trying to keep her mind off of what happened and think about the future, and her upcoming tag team match against the Freakettes, but it keeps going back to how Misty has stolen her title from her. She'd done alright for a while, enjoying a nice lunch with her partners where they discussed their upcoming match. That scene flashes through her mind as she sleeps...
She had been moping around the hotel room, not wanting to do anything. She wouldn't watch television, she wouldn't eat, she didn't sleep, she didn't even change out of the clothes she had come from the arena in. She just sat there in a chair in the dark with the blinds and curtains closed, just staring off into nothingness. When Darknyss and Gothika walked into the room and turned on the light, she didn't even move. She just sat there, barely appearing to breathe. They took one look at her and both shook their heads slowly. Darknyss put a hand on her shoulder, and takes a deep breath.
"Come on girl... Now is NOT the time for you to mope."
Raynin shrugs Darknyss's hand from her shoulder and sits back in the chair.
"This is so the time for me to mope. But I'm not moping... I'm thinking about things."
Gothika pulls up another chair and sits beside her. She takes her friend's hand in hers, sighing heavily.
"Listen... we both know that feeling... When you work, and fight, and scrap, and finally get that title around your waist only to have it ripped away in a single moment... Both of us have had that happen. It sucks bigtime! But the mark of a true Champion isn't just how you act while you are holding the title. You know that. If you're the true champion, then you'll carry yourself accordingly even as you claw your way back up to that top spot. You may be the former Bombshell Champion now... but that's just for now. You're the future Bombshell Champion! You have a rematch clause! Use it!! Take back what's yours!! But for now, you have to let this go and focus on the Freakettes! You're my partner and I need you!!"
Raynin turns her head slowly to look at her friend. She pulls her hand from Gothika's sharply as a frown spreads across her face.
"You think I don't know that we have to work together to beat those two? You think my head is not in the game, don't you? ADMIT IT!! You think that I'm gonna do like so many others in the past and flip out about losing my title... WELL YOU'RE DAMNED RIGHT I AM!!"
She walks over to her bag and pulls out her macbook pro and starts to pull up footage of the arena before the match started. She stops at a couple of posters that were hung up on the wall that show Misty with the Bombshell Championship. She points to the footage and turns to her friends.
"There! You see? That right there!! Those were put out the night of the Pay Per View! People have been tweeting about this ever since I lost the match!!"
Darknyss frowns and shakes her head.
"What are you talking about?"
Raynin pulls up her twitter account and starts to read some of the comments that were left on her account.
'I find it mighty funny that the Mark Ward versus Kain match just happened to interfere with your match Raynin. If it had been anyone else's match that had gotten interrupted, they would have counted it as a disqualification and the Champion would keep their title or restarted the match, but you lost your title! That's so not right!'
'Misty's a cheater! She used a chair and a trashcan! And she talked so bad about how Kittie took her title away, yet she used the same dirty tactics!'
'Raynin should still be Champion! There was just too much controversy surrounding that match! The judgement should be overturned and Raynin should have her title returned to her.'
Raynin shakes her head and starts scrolling down the page.
"And those are just a few of the hundereds... THOUSANDS of posts that were put up only over the past day! And they're RIGHT!! Don't you find it just a little funny that out of all of the matches that took place that night, only my match got interrupted?"
Darknyss slowly and frowns. Raynin drums her fingers agitatedly on the table.
"And that's not all... Mark had a hand in Kittie beating me during our one on one championship match.. He interfered in my number one contender's matches... it's like he's got a vindetta against me!!"
Darknyss takes a deep breath and sighs heavily.
"It might not be just you."
Raynin looks up at her friend, frowning slightly.
"What do you mean not just me?"
Darknyss sinks into a chair beside her and sighs heavily.
"Well, I think he still blames me for breaking Matt's heart years ago... Plus my voicing my displeasure about females facing the men. Mark's is one of the only companies I've ever been in where I haven't been able to go after the Heavyweight Title. It's possible he may still have some... issues with my speaking out so adamantly about wanting a chance to go after that title."
Raynin frowns and shakes her head slowly.
"So he's taking his anger out on me? Is that what you think?"
Darknyss shrugs but Raynin shakes her head slowly.
"No... cause this has been going on since before you showed up. This is a conspiracy, plain and simple."
Gothika has taken the computer from Raynin and is reading through more of the comments. She puts the macbook back on the table and sighs heavily.
"Regardless of if this is a conspiracy or not, we have to focus on this match against the freakettes. They're like you and your sister used to be Darknyss. That one chick, Rock Rose reminds me so much of you Lady, it's not even funny! She's one big girl. She even makes you look a little small. You can tell she's got power, but the question is, does she have any speed. She may end up being a lumbering giant where you were gracefully powerful Lady."
Raynin shakes her head and leans back in her chair.
"You know what they say... The bigger they are, the harder they fall. Besides... if she's anything like Darknyss, then we have more of an advantage than they would think. We've got experience taking down big heavy hitters. Besides... you're no slouch yourself Gothika. You've got the power and the speed we need to go up against any kind of hulking brute they throw our way. Not only that, we've got a secret weapon they hadn't even realized we have."
Darknyss lifts her eyebrow and looks at her friend.
"Oh? And what secret weapon is that?"
Raynin smirks and taps her temple.
"We've got one pissed off mother of an ex champion who's hell bent on going through anyone and everyone she has to to get back what's been taken from her. Mark Ward thinks that by making me fight right after having such a devastating blow dropped on me that he is gonna stop me... derail me from exposing the truth... put a damper on my train of thought and side track me away from what is so self evident... But the fact of the matter is this... He knows I should still be Champion. Vixen knows I should still be Champion. The world knows I should still be Champion. And so does Misty. She knows she can't beat me without a distraction, outside help, help from a friend, a weapon... She knows that in her heart, he didn't beat me. She may have won the match, but she didn't beat me. She knows who the true champion is, and it's certainly not her. And I'm gonna prove it."
Gothika leans over and whispers to Darknyss.
"I think she's going through some serious title withdrawls."
Darknyss shrugs.
"Well, what do you expect? It was her first title. You remember how you were when you lost your first title."
Raynin brings her hand down on the table with a loud bang.
"Stop all of this whispering!! I am sitting right here and I can hear you!!"
Gothika looks from Raynin to Darknyss and lifts her eybrows high.
"So... You think you can use this anger about your being screwed out of your title to your advantage in the rest of your matches? How are you gonna do that?"
Raynin cocks her head to the side and smirks.
"Because... everyone of my opponents will have Misty's face. Every where I look I will see her. Everyone I talk to I hear her voice. Hell, I look in the mirror and I see her standing behind me, taunting me... And it takes everything in my power not to just flip out and put my fist through the mirror. Right now, my loathing of Misty is becoming a driving force... And I want to beat her face in. I want to lock her in a choke hold and watch her turn all manner of shades of blue until I force her to return my title. And if I picture my opponents as Misty... well... You know the old saying... hell hath no fury like a woman scorned... In this case, it's SCW hath no fury like a champion who's been screwed!!"
Raynin's eyes seem to almost glow with the intensity of her fury.
"Rock Rose and Felony have no idea of who they're stepping into the ring against! What I was in the past... what I've done in the past... that was nothing... NOTHING compared to what they will step into the ring against!! I will introduce them to the Sin City Wrestling the hard way! And that's RAYNIN'S WAY!! And once the dust settles, and it's all said and done... all they will be seeing is the lights as they lay sprawled on their backs and get pinned for the one, the two, and the three!!"
Darknyss looks over at Gothika and takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly.
"Ooohh... kay... and they say that I tend to lose it sometimes... Look, you haven't eaten all day, let's go and get some lunch before we have to come back and finish packing for the trip home..."
After that, they'd had lunch and tried to take her mind off of things, but they'd only pushed it to the back of her mind. Now, the memory of the loss has invaded her dreams, and she keeps rolling it around in her head, over and over again... With every strike and blow she throws and receives, it's as if she's reliving it... feeling it fresh and new...
Vixen’s eyes widen as she looks up to the entryway to see “Hot Stuff” Mark Ward thrown through the curtains. Kain follows up with a broomstick. He goes to smack HS with it, but HS rolls out of the way, and gets him with a drop toe hold, smashing his face against the grated ramps surface. Kain rears back with an elbow that knocks HS back a bit. It gives him the opening to get up and swing his broomstick backward to crack HS on the shoulder. He goes for another but HS ducks it and dashes down toward the ring. Their referee follows them down as the other referee shouts at them to stay out of the ring. HS shouts that it’s his damn ring, and he climbs onto the apron. As he does, Kain yanks him down by the back of the pants, and goes to nail him with a punch. HS spits in his face and nails him with a headbutt. He reaches under the ring and pulls out a fire extinguisher and blasts Kain with it.
Simone: I don’t believe it… This has got to be a first for us. Two matches going on at the same time, this is pure insanity!
Inside of the ring, Raynin is not about to let their match become upstaged as she knocks Vixen into the corner. She assaults her opponent with vicious knee after knee. She then sets her opponent up on the top rope and then she dashes back a few steps. She cartwheels forward and wraps her legs around Vixens neck, taking her down with a sort of modified Hurricanrana of her own. As soon as she lands, Misty leaps up onto the same turnbuckle, and comes crashing down on both women with a corkscrew moonsault. As she lands she rolls off.
Adams: I don’t know which match to call, because both are high intensity. I think my head hurts.
Simone: That is what you get for thinking I guess…
Back outside of the ring, Kain smashes HS’s head into the ring steps repeatedly. HS stops the last of the series, and then he chops Kain’s chest. He then goes to slam Kain’s head into the ring post, but Kain reverses it by planting his feet against the post, and then he flings HS into the post. As he comes down, Kain drops down for the pin. The referee counts.
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HS kicks out. Kain shoves the referee and then he picks up the set of ring steps and he goes to slam them onto HS. HS rolls out of the way and leans against the barricade. Kain goes to assault him with the steps, but HS ducks out of the way again. He gets up to his feet and then he dashes away from Kain. Kain gives chase as they circle around the ring. Kain brings the steps with him, but as they round the corner, HS connects with a Red Hot into the ring steps! The fans give a mixed reaction, but it is deafening. HS drops down for the pin, but it is quickly interrupted as, inside the ring, Misty pulls down the ropes to cause Raynin to stumble down on top of the men! HS shouts at Vixen who rolls off, and he goes back for the pin.
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Again, it is interrupted as Misty vaults over the ropes, missing her target of Vixen. HS smacks his head in complete frustration as he rolls out of the way. Vixen leaps up onto the barricade and runs across it, dashing on top of Misty as the two roll around in a downright dirty catfight. Raynin steps outside of the ring, and their referee looks completely confused. HS rolls Kain inside of the ring, and he tosses the ring steps inside as well. He looks under the ring and tosses in a chair, a trashcan with a tied up bag of trash inside, and then he slides a cylinder block inside of the ring. He slides in under the bottom ropes and then he goes to work stomping on Kain. He picks up the chair and swings it down, barely missing Kain as he gets out of the way. HS goes to hit him once more, but Kain rolls over and onto his feet. The fans boo loudly as Kain hits a superkick to the chair, connecting with HS’s face.
Outside of the ring, Raynin and Vixen go back and forth with Misty in between them. When one connect with a hard punch, Misty rebounds to the other one. As they assault her, she quickly ducks down and they both connect with punches to each other. Misty picks Vixen up and drops her face first onto the apron. She then slides her inside of the ring. As the chair drops, Misty unfolds it as the referee tries to pull it out of her hands. Misty shoves him away and then Misty leaps up onto it, taking down the rising Vixen with a roll up pin. Just as Kain drops down for a pin on HS.
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In an almost simultaneous manner, Raynin comes vaulting into the ring, landing across Vixen and Misty to break up the pin. As she rolls off, she knocks into HS and Kain, breaking up their pin as well! The Bombshell referee shouts to the other referee that this match will be thrown out if they don’t leave. The fans all boo loudly as this is heard. HS rolls out of the ring at this, and Kain gives chase to him. HS jumps the barricade and heads into the crowd as Kain comes after him quickly. Their referee follows as the Bombshell referee tries to clear the ring of the debris. Raynin falls down for a pin on Vixen, stopping him short. Misty sees the opportunity and tosses the trashcan into the corner.
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Misty yanks Raynin off and then goes to fling her into the trashcan, putting all of her weight into it. As Raynin bounces off, rebounding from the blow, Misty flips forward, and wraps her leg around Raynin’s neck, taking her down with a Headscissors that sends her to the outside. Misty looks down at Vixen and a smile crosses her face. As Vixen stirs on the ground, Misty ascends the top rope. As Vixen gets to her feet, the fans boo as Misty leaps off, nailing the Dream Crusher much to the dismay of the audience. She quickly falls down and gets the cover.
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Suddenly, the scene changes... It replays once again as it has been doing since she closed her eyes, but instead of it being Mark ward and Kain, their faces are replaced by that of the tattooed man. Instead of Vixen and Misty's faces, it's that of Mama Lovelle. She hears that maniacal laughter ringing out in her mind over and over again... the cackling that haunted her dreams for so long... it's come back. She trembles in her sleep and moans as instead of Misty pinning Vixen, the two Momma Lovelle's grab her arms and hold her down as the tattooed man leaps over the top rope to stand over her, holding out a long machete. She screams in her dream, but it comes out as just a moan from her physical body. She hears that voice again, speaking to her in spanish and english at the same time...
{ Por mucho que todo lo que quieras ... la lucha más dura de su ... correr tan rápido como sea posible, todavía, no importa. Te dije que no había escape mi niña. Try as much as you like... struggle your hardest... run as fast as you can, it still won't matter. I told you there was no escaping me little girl. }
She shakes her head, looking around in fear and disbelief. She suddenly makes a defiant face, lifting her chin.
"You're nothing!! You're just my over active imagination coupled with my being upset about losing my title playing tricks with my tired brain! That's all! Diamond, Darknyss, Gothika and I did the spell, and we beat you at your game!"
The old woman chuckles and digs her nails into Raynin's upper arms, making her grimace in pain, but Raynin refuses to scream.
{ ¿Crees que me derrotó con ese hechizo poco con esa perra de una bruja? Usted hizo exactamente lo que yo quería que hicieras niña. You think that you beat me with that little spell with that bitch of a witch? You did exactly what I wanted you to do little one. }
Raynin shakes her head and struggles against the pair of old women holding her down, but they've got her in grips like a vice. She kicks her legs, trying to get some kind of leverage to mount a fight, but it's as if all of her strength is being sapped from her. The old woman with Misty's body leans over and puts her face right over Raynin's smirking evilly. Raynin suddenly whips her head forward trying to headbutt the old woman, but it's as if she connected with metal. She falls back, seeing stars, but hen she starts to chuckle.
"You can't have what you want old woman! I took it inside of me! I accepted whatever it was that you wanted to take from me! So you can't get to it!! It's a part of me now!!"
The old woman starts to cackle again, whipping her hair out of her face before she leans back down close to Raynin's face.
{ Oh, lo llevó dentro de sí mismo! ¡Oh! ¿Qué voy a hacer ahora? ¡Qué idiota eres! ¿Cómo sabes que no es exactamente lo que quería hacer? Oh, you took it inside of yourself!! Oh my! What am I to do now? What an idiot you are! How do you know that isn't exactly what I wanted you to do? }
Raynin looks around nervously, shaking her head.
"I haven't seen you or your little butt munchin' weirdo over there for months now!! Why did you all of a sudden decide to pop up?"
The old woman throws her head back and laughs evilly.
{ Debido a que permite la oscuridad para tomar una bodega de usted una vez más. Se había escondido durante un tiempo, pero está de vuelta y más fuerte que nunca. ¿Y por qué iba yo a querer tirar de ti cuando me lo puede cuidar y hacerla más fuerte dentro de ti ... a continuación, sólo que se haga cargo. Because you allowed the darkness to take a hold of you once more. You'd hidden it for a while, but it's back and stronger than ever. And why would I want to pull it out of you when i can nurture it and make it stronger inside of you... then just take you over. }
The tattooed man brings down the machete towards her stomach and Raynin tries to suck it in as much as she can to try and keep it away from her. He places the edge of the blade against her skin and starts making minute little swipes of it as she screams and screams and screams...
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Raynin suddenly sits up with a shriek. Darknyss leans over and Raynin shakes her head slowly before she curls back up in teh chair. She puts her hand to herstomach and feels the marks from the blade against her flsh and she shudders.
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