Today, up on this hill, I’m counting all the killers
They sway as they swarm, a look of gluttons in their eyes
They mutter as the body loses warmth
They pick your bones like locks inside a tomb
Scene One: A new beginning
Off Camera
Detroit, Michigan
4 Years Ago
The beads of sweat rolled down her brow as she sat backstage, the roar of the crowd echoing in her ears. The other girls hated her, she could feel it, see it, smell it, even taste it. They all sat at the other end of the large locker room licking their wounds and staring at her. Sierra didn’t care, she didn’t need anyone in here’s approval. She had the crowd. She had the lights in her eyes and the fans in her heart. Her tongue probed in her mouth touching a small cut on the inside of her lower lip, the taste of blood making her chuckle as the metallic flavor mixed with her spit.
Sierra turned her head spitting blood into the sink before letting out a small laugh, the door opening with a knock before a voice rang out. ”Yo Si” Diego was waiting, her hand drifted over to her black hoodie that she had worn to the ring before the match, she threw it over her body flipping the hood up before stopping near the door. ”Y'all need to train harder, less posing, more punching” She went out into the hallway the door closing behind her as she took in a deep breath.
Diego whispered something to Rico, he smiled and gave him a pat on the shoulder before turning and nodding at Sierra who beamed from ear to ear as she high fived Diego. ”Well, don’t you look pleased with yourself? She just gave a small shrug, Diego letting out a laugh as he leaned against the wall, a shirt with her brother’s team name on his upper body. Sierra pulled a red bandana from her pocket tying it around her head, her long black hair flowing down her back.
Diego pulled an envelope from his back pocket handing it to Sierra, she smiled and gave him a nod opening it. ”That was a lot of fun” Diego laughed and waved at a few of the other wrestlers Sierra stopped counting and smiled looking at Diego holding up a handful of ’20s. ”This is double, there has to be a mistake”
”it’s an advance….for your next appearance
Sierra’s jaw dropped as she looked at the money, a small note with a date on it, ”It seems you made an impression. He wants you to get some new ring gear, to train non stop and to get some merch together.” He stepped forward handing her a DVD. ”He also said, send this to the companies listed, he made a video0 vouching for you with tonight’s match on it. It’ll get you booked” She stood speechless, it all hit her at once, the one chance she took, speaking up yesterday and what she showed in the ring, it all came to a head.
Diego leaned in giving his sister a hug. ”You did good kid”
Scene Two: Back together again
On Camera
Calgary, Alberta, Canada
Present Day.
”What did I tell you?
Sierra smiled, her cheekbones rising as her green eyes seemed to blaze as the confidence rose inside her. Confidence hadn’t been a problem for her in years. Not since realizing she was even better than she thought she was and ten times better than anyone had ever given her credit for.
”I want you all to cast your minds back to when Lachlan and I defended our titles against Gamers INC. I want you all to remember the fact those idiots lied to you all. And you all bought it hook, line and sinker. Lachlan and I were bag champions when all we did was eat, sleep and breathe wrestling and more specifically the mixed tag team titles. We defended them and we were good at it. But then, in a moment pure luck they were able to beat us. We took our eyes off the prize and I let my anger get the best of me and in the end, we watched as an inferior team walked away with them…”
“Lachlan blamed himself…”
“I blamed myself”
“But in the end, it was what it was. And I sat back and waited, I wanted to get back in the ring with Gamer INC, I wanted to make them taste their own blood and leave them lying in a pile of sweat and disappointment. But then, well, then they disappeared for two months with those titles. Championships that had been on TV and relevant for months because of myself and Lachlan. No one else. Us. Mercedes and Kain walked as a team, Mercy went on to win the SCW roulette title and Kain vanished. We faced Ben and Evi Jordan, we faced Levitt and his little pasty puppet, we even beat Gamer INC the first time. But what happened after that?. They hid from us to the point where Mark and Christian had to strip them of the titles and hold a tournament…”
Sierra smiles and steps sideways looking up at the replica of the SCW mixed tag titles she has on her wall, a picture of her and Lachlan holding them up under it with the date and name of the event under it.
”Lach and I never got out rematch because they disappeared and in that time other teams rose up to stake their claim. Hence why this whole thing was necessary and I know what some of you are thinking. Some of you think I’m going to stand here and complain that this tournament exists and the truth us far from it. I like the i9dea of this tournament because it gives Lach and me a chance to prove what I have been saying all along. That we are still and will always be the benchmark for tag teams in SCW and in this industry. Not the douchebags from SCU, not the elderly team of Ace Hart and his bag of bones wife. Not Asher and his partner or Santino and whoever she decides to team with. Nah, it's me and Lach.”
“And in our first-round match up we get to face two brand spanking new names in SCW. Evelyn Welch and Liam Ryan.”
“Such a pretty pair. All style and from what I’ve seen, no substance. I’m sure the skinny little pretty boy Liam Ryan thinks he’s hot shit since he was able to beat Anthrax right?. And Evelyn beat Twisted sister. Wow, amazing. I applaud your wins but at the same time you’re really stepping up in competition now. Liam, I’m sure you’ll have something to say about this that will have to do with being in the marines and while I thank you for your service you have to realize professional wrestling isn’t the military. There’s plenty of other former servicemen and women in this business, and it doesn’t always mean success puta.”
“See, Liam, you beat a guy who is honestly, one of the biggest jokes in SCW and the wrestling world, a face-painted freak who turns up, gets beaten up, collects his paycheck and goes home to rip heads off Barbie dolls or..I don’t know, legs off cockroaches, but this week, in this match, you have to face Lachlan Kane. My partner in and out of the ring and a guy who has been facing the best of the best in SCW and in other companies. Steel sharpens steel and trust me on this…”
“Lachlan is hard as steel…in more ways than one”
“You are stepping into the fire Liam, and it’s going to take more than an average six-pack and a pair of overpriced underwear to beat him, just like it’s going to take more than a win over Twisted Sister and being a “head bitch in charge” to beat me. But come on, head bitch in charge?. In charge of what?. You signed a contract to compete in SCW and then you said you’d “sue” her if she did harm to you?. YOU’RE NOW A WRESTLER YOU IDIOT.”
Sierra throws her hands in the air and shakes her head obviously in pain trying to process that level of stupidity.
”You are now entered into a tournament to crown the new mixed tag team champions and in your debut as a team in SCW you have to face the longest reigning champs and the team that made those belts worth anything to begin with. Now, Liam looks like a silly little pretty boy but atleast he identifies himself as a wrestler. You on the other hand are a “manager” or “business associate”. So I’m going to give you some advice Evelyn, if you and Liamk want to have a chance, a small, tiny, miniscule chance at advancing, you better hope we get ourselves disqualified or one of us trips and breaks something.”
“Lachlan can beat Liam, I already know that.”
“But you?. If Liam should tag you in and you and I go face to face, I will break you in half. Apple Coren, Jesse Salco, Amanda Cortez, Mercedes Vargas, Trinity Jones. All of these women are wrestlers, some of them are very bad wrestlers but still, women who have bled and sweat for SCW and the business at large. Now, I don’t know what your problem is with Mark or what his problem is with you but that isn’t really any of my concern. What matters to me, what I want, is those mixed tag titles back and chica what is stopping me, is you.”
“You are my speed bump, you are my obstacle and if there is anything you need to learn about me is that I don’t avoid obstacles in my life. I run through them. I trained to be a wrestler at a young age, I fell pregnant with my first daughter and fought to come back, I fought an abusive ex, a drug addiction, another pregnancy and raising two daughters to fight my way back up to my dreams and stay relevant only for some snooty ass blond bimbo bitch with her nose up in the air to come along with her little prince and take this shit away from me?...”
“Nah...fuck that...the crowd is going to chant it and you’ll hear the words echo...Kill Sierra Kill”
