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Kate Steele Vs Mikah
« on: September 12, 2016, 04:56:32 AM »
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Kate Steele Vs Mikah
« Reply #1 on: September 22, 2016, 11:28:23 PM »
 
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<text align=right> <p align=”Right”> "FLOWERS AREN'T ALWAYS GOOD."
LOCATION: TORONTO, CANADA.
DAYS UNTIL VIOLENT CONDUCT III:4
EXCITEMENT LEVEL: LOW
SCENE i
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10 DAYS EARLIER.

It had been a long night for Mikah.  She had a grueling match with Melody Grace on Climax Control and then spent the rest of the evening with Despayre and his family at some dinner event that Despy had convinced her to attend.  Normally, those weren’t here sort of things but she had been scared and paranoid and Despy offered her something she couldn’t refuse: safety.  And she had been safe when she had been with them and didn’t feel at all uncomfortable or that she was in any danger when she had been in their company.  

She didn’t get back to her hotel room until 1 am and had gone straight to bed, too exhausted to even look around the hotel room she had been staying in.  But now it was around 9 am and she was struggling to wake up.  But she had to if she was going to catch a flight back to Vancouver to spend the next week and a half or so with her husband.  

She sits up and stretches before smiling as she sees a vase of red roses on the table.  She gets out of bed and walks over to the little table in which the vase was sitting on.  She picks up the vase, searching for a card before bringing them up to her nose, inhaling their scent.


;;MIKAH  “So beautiful.”

She grabs her phone and instantly dials Drake’s phone number and puts the phone on speaker.  She sniffs one of the roses again.

::DRAKE  “Hey babe, what’s up?”

;;MIKAH  “Thank you, babes!”

There was a tone of excitement in her voice as she looks at the roses with a look of adoration on her face.  She didn’t even notice the hesitation between her thank you and Drake’s response.

::DRAKE  “For what?  What are you thanking me for, baby?”

Mikah frowns before shaking her head, thinking that men could be so forgetful sometimes.

;;MIKAH  “For the roses you sent me!”

There was silence on the other end of the phone.  A silence that Mikah didn’t really pick up on, either.  She was too busy fiddling with the roses.

::DRAKE  “Babe…?”

;;MIKAH  “Mm...Yes?”

She pulls herself out of her own little thoughts as Drake speaks for her.

::DRAKE  “Babe, I didn’t send you any roses. . .”

The smile that had been permanently plastered on her face since she saw the roses instantly dropped.  She knew exactly who the roses were for and she was instantly struck with fear.  She drops the vases and it breaks and spils around her feet.

::DRAKE  “Babe, are you okay?!”

She didn’t answer him but started to hyperventilate.

::DRAKE  “Mikah, calm down!  What’s wrong!?”

She could hear the worry in his voice but she couldn’t bring herself to say anything as she stared down at the glass, water, and roses that surrounded her feet.  She just knew
who the roses were from.  But she didn’t know how he had found her.

::DRAKE  “Miks?”

She could hear him but it was as if she couldn’t answer him and was paralyzed with fear.  How the hell did Cameron know which room she was staying in?  She knew he wasn’t right in the head but how would he know which one?!

::DRAKE  “MIKAH!”

Drake was shouting through the phone now, trying to get his wife’s attention.  It was proving hard to get her attention but this seemed to do it.

;;MIKAH  “What?!”

::DRAKE  “Babe, what’s wrong?!  Are you okay?!”

She wanted to tell him that she was fine because that’s what she had always done: lie through her teeth.  But she wasn’t fine and she was trying to be open with her husband about how she was feeling.  She didn’t know it was this hard to be open with him though.

;;MIKAH  “Physically?  Yes…”

::DRAKE  “But. . .?”

She bites down onto her bottom lip, trying to decide how she wanted to word it.  She wasn’t okay; she was terrified of going anywhere alone but she didn’t have anybody that she felt she could call on to go with her.  She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart.

;;MIKAH  “It’s...that fan.  He’s been everywhere, Drake.  He was at the airport after you dropped me off last week.  And he was in the front row at Climax Control, just...smirking at me.  And...now, he’s sent roses to my hotel room.”

Admitting that to Drake took all that she had not to burst into tears.  She normally wasn’t  emotional or a basket case but she had been shaken to her very core and couldn’t just shake it off.

::DRAKE  “Babe, I want you to come to Vancouver.  Right now, as soon as you possibly can; I don’t like you being alone with him around.”

;;MIKAH  “I-I was planning on it.”

She closes her eyes, trying her best to relax but the relaxation wasn’t coming to her.  She didn’t know how she was going to feel okay to leave her room to get to the airport to go to Drake.  She bends down to pick up some of the pieces of glass, not wanting to step on any of the pieces.  She gasps as she cuts her hand on one of the shards of glass and she brings her hand up to look at the cut to see the blood start to slowly ooze out of the wound.

;;MIKAH  “Fuck..”

::DRAKE  “What happened?”

She stares at the blood as it oozes out of the wound, almost as if she forgot that she should probably do something about it.  She carefully steps around the glass and goes into the bathroom and grabs a towel to hold pressure onto her hand.

;;MIKAH  “I just got cut by the broken glass; I think I have to get stitches.”

::DRAKE  “Shit…”


She sees how red the washcloth was coming and she grabs her purse before hurrying out of her hotel room.  She didn’t care if she was making a scene and she was thankful that there was a hospital in walking distance; she didn’t think a cab driver or an Uber driver would appreciate blood getting on their seats.  She walks into the hospital roughly eight minutes late, trying to keep the towel wrapped around her hand tightly and to hold pressure on it at the same time.  She had abruptly ended her conversation with her husband on the way over.

;;MIKAH  “I think I need to see a doctor.”

She had stopped the first nurse she had seen and the nurse glanced down to see the blood soaked towel and her eyes widen at the sight of the amount of blood.  She nods her head and motions for Mikah to follow her to a room, forgetting about the protocol and waiting.

▬▬NURSE  “Just let me check the wound…”


Mikah just shrugs and lets the nurse do her job, watching the woman’s face as she pulls the washcloth off.  Mikah winces just a bit as the fibers from the washcloth are pulled from the wound.  The nurse examines it and nod her head.

▬▬NURSE  “You will most definitely need stitches.  I’m going to call Dr. Sloan down here; he’s the plastic surgeon and he does the best stitches, you won’t even have a scar after he’s done.”

Mikah doesn’t say anything, just smiles appreciatively at the nurse then who leaves the room, leaving Mikah to her thoughts.  She hoped that she wouldn’t feel woozy or dizzy.  She just wanted the whole thing to be over and she wanted to be in Vancouver with Drake so she felt safe and not so open to Cameron whenever he chose to pop up.  She jumps as the door walks in and in walks a very attractive doctor.  She bites her bottom lip, letting her eyes wander over his body as he checks the chart out.

;;MIKAH  “Who are you!?”

The doctor chuckles before setting the suture kit down and then looking at Mikah.  He flashes her a smile and she feels her insides swoon a bit before reminding herself that she’s a married woman and shouldn’t be thinking such things.

σσDR. SLOAN  “Hello.  I’m Dr. Sloan.  I’m here to take a look at the cut and then stitch you up.”

She just nods her head, watching as he examines the wound before he rinses it with some saline water then pats it dry.  She was too focused on him to even register that it was stinging.  She watches as he numbs his hand before he starts to do the sutures.  She was sure that he didn’t really like doing sutures as it probably came so easy to him but she was thankful that he was taking time out of his busy day to do silly little sutures.

;;MIKAH  “This is probably inappropriate for me to say and I apologize, but if I wasn’t married and a little younger and still in my crazy days, I’d be all over you.”

σσDR. SLOAN  “That is inappropriate for you to say but I like it.  Too bad you’re married though.”

He winks at her and she blushes just a little bit before she watches as he finishes up the last suture.  He then places the ointment on it before wrapping her hand in gauze.

σσDR. SLOAN  “Please be careful with that.  In ten days it can come off.  Be careful out there.”

She knew he was busy and probably had other patients to attend to, but a piece of her didn’t want him to leave.  She just smiles at him as he waves and then leaves the room.  She walks to the desk to fill out any paperwork that she had missed out on when she had been in a rush to stop the blood.


PRESENT TIME

She was sitting in a patient room at a hospital in Vancouver, her husband Drake sitting next to her.  He hadn’t much left her side since she had met him in Vancouver ten days ago, after she got her stitches.  He held her good hand as they both waited for the doctor to come in to remove the stitches.  She was hoping it was healed enough to get the stitches out; she didn’t want to have to compete with them still in on Sunday, that wouldn’t be very fun.

;;MIKAH  “I’m so ready for these to be out.”

::DRAKE  “At least there’s been no more Cameron incidents.”

She nods her head in agreement.  She wasn’t sure that she could handle any more incidents with Cameron.  Not any time soon but she still had a feeling that he was just waiting for her to leave Drake’s sight.  She leans into Drake, leaning her head against his shoulder as they waited.  She didn’t want to leave him on Sunday, she wanted to stay with him forever or at least until he was done filming.  She felt safe when she was in his presence and didn’t want that to go away.

;;MIKAH  “I wish I didn’t have to go to Violent Conduct III.”

::DRAKE  “Me either, honestly.  But you have a contract and God only knows what Mark would do if you didn’t show up.”

Mikah makes a face at the thought before kissing Drake’s cheek.  She jumps as the door open and in walks the doctor.  He makes small talk with them as he carefully checks the wound then takes the stitches out of her hand.  He gives her a few instructions before telling them goodbye and leaving the room.  Mikah smiles at Drake before they get up to leave as well.

;;MIKAH  “I love you.”

Drake smiles at her before following her out of the hospital before stopping and pulling her into him.  He looks down at her as she places her hands on his arms, looking at him.  He leans down and kisses her lips.

::DRAKE  “I love you too.”

<text align=right><p align=”Right”> "ONLY TWO DAYS."
LOCATION: VANCOUVER, CANADA.
DAYS UNTIL VIOLENT CONDUCT III: 2
EXCITEMENT LEVEL: MEDIUM
SCENE ii
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She sat in the middle of a room, criss-cross style on the floor.  There was nothing else in the room, just her and the camera man that obviously couldn’t be seen as he was behind the camera.  She was wearing her ring attire: low rise boyshort like leather bottoms with a stylish hole on the right side to show her hip bone, a bra like top that ties at mid back and has normal straps.  And the black wrestling boots and a garter on her right thigh.  She fiddles with the garter that was on her thigh before smirking at the camera.  The colors she had chosen for the little promo was purple outlined in silver.

;;MIKAH  “Two days, that’s all we have to wait Kate, two days.”

She stayed pretty quiet, just looking around the bare room.  Kate didn’t seem to have any gimmick like most of Mikah’s previous opponents had.  With Melody Grace it had been her pure innocence and Veronica Taylor had just been stupid but Mikah wasn’t convinced that it was a gimmick for Veronica.

;;MIKAH  “Two days until you and I get to step in that six sided ring and compete in a rather stupid match.  I would have preferred a normal wrestling match that didn’t have any stupid stipulation to it and I’m sure you would have too.  Because you and I are quite alike.  I don’t like the fancy stipulations to any match, I like things simple.  I like to wrestle.  I don’t want to worry about anything else but doing what I know how to do when I step foot in that ring and I know that’s how you feel too.”

Mikah pushes her hair out of her face and calms herself by taking a few deep breaths.

;;MIKAH  “I’m a little confused as to why you requested this match with me.  It’s either out of sheer admiration or stupidity.  And you don’t come across as a stupid girl, Kate.  You’re far from Veronica Taylor when it comes to the stupidity level and you’re much brighter than much of my other opponents, I’m just not sure as to why you wanted to bring it upon yourself to want such a match.  I get it though, almost everybody has had a shot at me and I get why you’d want a match against me but I guess, I just don’t understand it.”

A shrug easily rolls off of Mikah’s shoulders as she sits there, cross legged in the empty room.

;;MIKAH  “I won’t go the route and say that you should want your Roulette Championship back because I would be a hypocrite because I didn’t want the Bombshell Championship back after I lost it.”

She smiles a bit at the camera, her demeanor much more relaxed than it had been in the past.

;;MIKAH  “I understand why you don’t want the Roulette Championship back, I really do.  You might be the only person in the SCW universe that understands.  Melody Grace certainly doesn’t understand and most definitely didn’t appreciate the fact that I don’t want it back.  But you, you understand why I don’t.  Just like I understand how you don’t want that Roulette Championship back.”

She clears her throat as she looks at the camera.

;;MIKAH  “What most people don’t understand about championships like you and I do, Kate is that after you break record after record with them, there’s always that pressure that you feel no matter what.  And it sits there on your shoulders as you go through the days and weeks as said champion and you’re just wondering when it will be okay to lose.  Do you understand where I’m going, Kate?”

She tilts her head to the side, a genuine smile on her face.

;;MIKAH  “I felt that pressure every day of my Bombshell Championship reign.  The pressure that it wasn’t okay to lose.  And the pressure to prove that I wasn’t just a fluke of a champion or a paper champion.  And I’m anything but a paper champion, the record books prove that.  You broke records too as the Bombshell Roulette Champion and people loved you as the Roulette Champion.  That’s one of the two differences between our reigns as Champions in this company: people adore you and people hated me as Champion.  The second difference is that I held my championship longer than you held yours.  But that’s neither here nor there.”

She just shrugs it off as if it didn’t matter.

;;MIKAH  “I’m trying to be real here, no sour grapes about losses or whatever it is that I’m sure people will think this is.  I loved being champion when I was champion but I love the freedom that I have now and wouldn’t want to give it away for another championship reign.  Maybe some day, though.  And you probably feel the same way, right Kate?”

She tilts her head to the side, curious about the hypothetical question that she had left up in the air.

;;MIKAH  “I don’t dislike you, Kate.  I like you, actually.  You’re one of the girls backstage that I can actually get along with and not feel all this hostility towards me.  And maybe I’m a little on edge but the hostility is still there, even though I’m not the champ anymore.  But back to the match...you and I get along well and that’s what will make this match what it’s going to be.  I want it to be the show stealer but it probably won’t be because it’s buried on the card.”

She didn’t care but she knew that their match wouldn’t be the highlight of the show, even though it should have been.  It should have been the main event of an episode of Climax Control.  And if Christian and Mark had known how to book it, it’d have been good.  But apparently they didn’t know a good main event when they saw it.

;;MIKAH  “That’s the problem with booking, Kate.”

She wiggles a bit, trying to get a little more comfortable than she was before.

;;MIKAH  “Booking in SCW doesn’t see what our match could have been.  Our match could have been the main event of Climax Control where we did steal the show and blow the roof off of the place.  But I do not forsee our match being that way come Sunday.”

She wasn’t trying to be harsh or mean; she was trying to be honest.

;;MIKAH  “And it’s not a bad thing but they put a stipulation on our match and our match is in the upper card, which I do NOT believe to be a compliment.  They don’t see our match as something that should be talked about.  But you and I will make it be something that SHOULD be talked about and will be talked about.”

She smirks a bit.

;;MIKAH  “I’m not going to drag on and on about this, Kate.  You and I will step into that ring and we’ll compete against one another.  One of us will win and one of us will lose.  It’s that simple.  I could say I’m going to win but I’m not a fortune teller.   I’m not going to be petty and talk crap about you and call you petty names.  I’m just going to hope that you are as ready for Sunday as I am.  Because I will be.”

She stands up and straightens out her attire, pulling it out of certain places.

;;MIKAH  “See you soon.”

She winks at the camera before heading towards the door then looking over her shoulder.

;;MIKAH  “Ciao.”
« Last Edit: September 22, 2016, 11:29:29 PM by Mikah »

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Kate Steele Vs Mikah
« Reply #2 on: September 23, 2016, 11:21:41 PM »
 On Camera
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My Time To Shine

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The scene comes into focus and as it does we are treated to the sight of the orange haired punk rocker Kate Steele. Kate for the first time in a very long time is all smiles and she seems to be standing on a stage of some sorts. She isn’t alone as she has a group behind her. A woman on a guitar. A teenager on a guitar. A black man on a bass guitar, and of course her husband Teddy is behind a drum set. Kate begins to smile as she paces around the stage as she raises the microphone up to her lips.

Kate: “Hello everyone! Just incase you might have forgotten. Allow me the chance to reintroduce myself. My name is Kate Steele a vocalist, and standing beside me on the lead guitar is my friend River Campbell. Beside her on the rhythm guitar is Dillon Foxx my future brother in law. Of course there’s Ro Hollifield on the Bass Guitar, and last but not least is my personal sexy teddy bear on the drums. The one and only my husband Todd Warren!!!!!!!”

Everyone begins to play their respective instrument and Todd proudly begins to bang on the drumset. Kate nods her head with a wicked grin as she lifts her microphone up to her lips and continues to speak.

Kate: “We been through a lot and lately we have been on that of a hiatus but I am happy to say that the band is back together, and we are the most up and coming emo punk band in the world today. We are Ignorant Discord!!!!!!!!!!! And it always feels great to have the band back together. Honestly just all of us being in the same room at the same time is enough to put a smile on my face, but let’s get down to business because I finally have a smile on my lips again. And this year while everyone else was in the midst of fighting for the long forgotten Internet Championship. Shout out to my girl Melly who loves my hair but I always enjoy all of her shoes! While people were fighting for the forgotten championship and there was a clusterfuck in the World Bombshell Division. There was one division that was absolutely stable. One division that had a very consistent champion and of course I am talking about the realm of the Roulette Championship.

Todd: “Oh God… I think my wife is about to put herself over!”

Todd says with a smirk as he begins to bang on the drums, and Kate smiles as she raises the microphone up as Ro chimes in return.

Ro: “What else is new?!”

Kate: “Hey! I am not that bad… Or at least I try not to be! But yeah I will put myself over because during my time as Roulette Champion I had a record setting year! I broke strongholds with the Roulette Championship and I became the little engine that could. Granted most of it was through the art of hook and crook. No one can take away that I held the Roulette title for the longest in this company’s history. A record setting title run is the perfect way to start the year off, and for six months I became the most fighting champion in this company. Having to win the title in a six pack challenge. Defend it in a ground match, submission match, strait jacket match, and even a ladder match. For six months I took my greatest strength of unpredictability and I did all I could to make that title the most desirable. Some questioned my decision to join the likes of Crystal and Veronica but it’s not like they did anything to weaken my hold on the title because I went on to even have more title defenses after the fact. I truly was amazing in the ring. Add in the fact that I am the smallest woman on the roster and you can’t deny the talents that I possess, and each and every single day I am finding ways to better myself and strengthen my own ability.”

Kate begins to grin wider than ever as she continues to speak.

Kate: “I did some really messed up things during my title run such as break the arm of my own sister in law Cynthia. Constantly put down my friends and my family, but things are starting to work out for me, and all the bridges that I once burned are finding their ways into being mended and are slowly being built back together and I am just thankful for the support of everyone around me. Honestly I have the best friends in the world and I don’t deserve any of them. When I lost the Roulette Championship I thought it was one of the worst days in my career. Out of everyone I lost to Veronica Taylor. In a match where I got screwed over by the referee. In a match where she had to use chloroform just to put me down. As ridiculous as that may sound that’s the only reason why she was able to beat me. She can talk as much trash as she wants but I beat her ass many of times so she can’t really be that excited over one win. But as much as losing sucked what do I really have to be ashamed about?! I set the bar in the Roulette Championship division. I took that belt and made something of it, and I accomplished all I had to do so it’s time to move on. But what I liked the most is even in losing for some reason or another the fans started to respect me. They all started to get behind me and I am just eternally grateful for the support…”

Kate nods her head in agreement as she continues to speak.

Kate: “and it wasn’t just the fans who I won favour with. Cindy actually came to me admiring my effort that night and I broke down and cried. Despite how much of a bitch I had been acting I started to gain everything that I lost. My family came back in my life. My friends started to come back, and I couldn’t help myself but to apologize to the likes of Roxi over what I did to her in that strait jacket match among other things that I committed, and if I could take back somethings. I would have done things the right way and stayed on that path. But I won’t cry over spilled milk because my past shaped me into the woman that I am today, and I can proudly say that I learned from my mistakes. I know I wasn’t myself in that match with Evie Baang but I guess it was still in my head that I was a loser and I couldn’t shake myself of that Veronica Taylor lost. It’s whatever though because things have been absolutely going great in my life. As you can see I have the band together and most importantly it wasn’t that long ago when the greatest gift came to me in the form of my little four year old girl Juliet. After prepping and interviewing and house studies my little ginger angel came to me and my husband, and I stand before you all as a mother. That in itself is amazing, and the very moment that I got her. I knew I couldn’t be the woman that I used to be because I don’t want Juliet to grow up to be another Kate Steele. Having to whine, take shortcuts just to get where she wants too in life. There’s no reason for her to be the spoiled brat that I was and that’s why I knew change was needed. It wasn’t because I wanted too but it’s because it needed to happen for the sake of that four year old.”

Kate slowly nods her head in agreement as she keeps on speaking.

Kate: “I made a promise that I would do the best job I could in raising her and I refuse to back out on my word. So from this day forward it’s about helping teach Juliet to be a strong woman, and I will do my best to help her be better so she doesn’t make the mistakes that I make. As long as I am breathing I will be that mother that she needs and I would do anything to put a smile on her face. Now this is where we segway right into this upcoming match with Mikah. I know a lot of people were shocked when I told the world that I wanted to face her at Violent Conduct, and I guess that’s the question that really needs to be answered here. Why did I challenge Mikah? Truth be told I chose Mikah not out of spite but because I admire her as an athlete and really look up to her as a mother. She at one point was the biggest bitch in all of wrestling. She flaunted it and she knew she had that it factor and nobody could tell her differently. She set the bar with the World Bombshell Championship and as I held onto my own Roulette title and set the bar with that title. You could say that I tried to emulate what she did in her division. I tried to recreate her in the form of me. I became that evil bitch. I broke my sister in law’s arm for Christ stakes and tried to gain that amount of hate for myself.”

Kate smiles wickedly as she flicks her hair.

Kate: “I did gain some hate but it just wasn’t quite to the level of Mikah but that’s okay because there can only be one Mikah. On top of that I always respected how she could portray herself as this evil woman yet when it came time to raising Leighton she knew how to balance being the best possible mother she could for her girl. I guess that’s a trait I want more than anything else. How to balance the two and to not take what I do in the ring and bring that onto Juliet. So in the way that you handle yourself as a Mother I respect that Mikah. In more ways than you could imagine and there’s a reason why I look up to you. You are on the mend now. You are a happily married woman. You seem to be going everywhere on your honeymoon and are just having a fun time, and that’s what it should always be about. So my hat is off to you on that because it should be a moment that is cherished, and you should be able to live your life to the fullest point of you being happy. I challenged you because to put it bluntly you are the best and if I could make it through you then nothing could stop me from maybe going on to let’s say being in the World Bombshell equation. Even the people have billed this match as such. That whoever wins could potentially be staring at a possible World Bombshell Championship match. So it’s an honour to even be considered for such so early in my career here…”

Kate smiles wider than before as she continues to speak.

Kate: “It just doesn’t stop though because I want much more than that. There’s more to challenging you than the respect reasons. The other reason is because I loved every moment of being Roulette Champion. And I remember when you were the champion a double champion no less. Granted you were also World Champion at the same time but you went on television telling everyone you wished you could just put that belt in a trash can. Like it wasn’t important to you and that sucks because I know there are an endless amount of women who would have longed just for the chance to even come near a title and you were treating it like trash. You giving it up did allow me to eventually win it but it’s still the principle of the whole thing. No title is garbage and one woman’s trash became another’s treasure. It became mine for six months and I was proud to be the queen of that division. At Violent Conduct 3 I look to make my claim on the entire company by using your name to propel me because I know that’s the best way to gain credibility.

Are you amazing? Of course you are. You wouldn’t have been the longest reigning bombshell champion if you weren’t but at Violent Conduct you are walking into a match where I would say I am the favored one to win. During your time as champion you were used to beating women in one on one matches out wrestling them and proving yourself to be better than them in the center of the ring but this match is different because there’s a stipulation to it. You and I are going to be tied tightly to one another and that thought puts a smile for my face because for six months I will the champion of a division where every match I competed in was a gimmick match. This is just another day at work for me. Before I even came into SCW I was a five time Extreme Champion so you are putting me in a match that I consider my world and what do you think is going to happen when we stand face to face with each other? You are going to be the one that’s on the ropes as I outwrestle you.”

It may be a ridiculous claim to make but after my background in unpredictable matches. After showing what I can do in this company with my Roulette Championship reign why can’t I brag about what I can do? Why can’t I go out there and be confident facing the best of the best. The real thing you need to understand is I wouldn’t have challenged you if I didn’t think I could beat you and when I do get past you it should have everyone talking. Talking that I might be the best newcomer to the company or maybe the most improved. There’s so much to be taken into consideration but the biggest thing that needs to happen is actually beating you and that’s what I am aiming to do.”

Kate shakes her head as she continues to pour her heart into the camera.

Kate: “And where one star falls another one gets to rise and I want my star to shoot above others. Consider this my try out to be in the main event and the biggest message I want to send out is to that of my loving daughter that when you put your mind something and really work for it. The unthinkable can happen. You might be bigger than me and compared to everyone else I might be the run of the division. But those three little pigs overcame that mean old wolf. Jack defeated that giant, and of course David had slain Goliath. This will be no different. I wish you the best of luck Mikah but at Violent Conduct I am marching forward and towards something bigger and better. So let’s make music together and let’s rock out shall we! Mic check 1 2… Kate Steele is coming for you! See you in the ring Mikah. Good luck you definitely are going to need it. Because I don’t need to outwrestle you to win. All I need to do is dance circles around you. Hit four corners and I will be a winner. Just remember that. See you on Sunday.”

With that Kate points at her bandmates and they all begin to jam out as she unleashes a scream into the microphone.

Kate: “Enjoy this Siren’s Song….It eventually leads you to the point of being SHIPWRECKED!”

With that Kate flicks her hair about spinning it around and around as we fade out on her.










Off Camera
Kate’s End Of The Year BBQ Bash
Tampa, Florida
Steele-Warren Household

Autumn was steadily approaching and finally after going through the long process of adoption. Going through house visit, after interviews, and the waiting process. Kate and Teddy finally had the little four year old girl of their dreams in the form of Juliet. This was the second bbq that the family had hosted in order to celebrate and at the first one. Only most of the Warren family had shown up as everyone that was related to Teddy found their way at Kate’s home, but something was missing. Kate friends and family as many of them couldn’t make it. Which made Kate question if her closest people could ever forgive her for the tool that she had become. Since gaining the rights to Juliet it was about making a turn around and offering positive parenting which meant Kate was on a path of redemption..

Todd was swimming in the pool with their daughter. As Todd’ brother Jimmy and his wife Cynthia were cooking on the grill. Kate smiled as she sat down in a lounge chair with her younger sister in law Dawn. The two were drinking soda as Dawn giggled out loud.

“Some turn out this time around. If I didn’t know any better I would say people actually liked you. I mean you got the band practicing in the back. Your sister Samara actually came through as did your best friend. Seems like everyone is being supportive of you…”

Kate slowly nodded her head in agreement as she offered a long sigh. “Well it’s a start. Not where I want it to be honest. It’s good having Samara here considering everything I put her through when I tried to stab her in the back but this is all about making amends. I just wish more of my family would start to show up to these things. I just feel like it’s always the Warren show. Not that anything is wrong with that but I want Juliet to see more of my family. See her mother’s English and Scottish side be around her other family. There’s nothing wrong with that right?”

Dawn shakes her head. “ Of course not but it’s kinda hard to do with the way that you seemed to be burning a lot of bridges especially when it comes to your father. Things would be a lot easier if you would just accept who he is engaged too and…”

Kate quickly cuts her off. “No… You know I could never do that… Just no… I will never accept that stupid b….”

Dawn waves her finger. “Nope… You can’t slip to old habits. Don’t forget you are a mother. You wouldn’t want Juliet to pick up on some of those bad habits now do you?!”

Kate sighs again. “No.. Of course not but you get where I am coming from. I just can’t support it maybe it’s because Payton just isn’t my mother, or maybe it’s because she’s too close to my age and I just want my father to be happy. Or maybe it’s because I am afraid that….”

She stops as Dawn watches her. “Kate you have nothing to be afraid of. Scared that Payton may replace you?! That’s not going to happen. You are his baby… If there’s anyone that you should be worried about replacing you it’s your daughter. All that spoiling your father is going to do to her… It’s going to be more about her and less of you. You do realize that right?”

“Dawn… Shut up… That’s not even a bad thing…”

The two carried on their conversation, Dawn still making strange points to Kate that she already knew when another woman came through to the back of the house. She was quite easily recognisable; blue hair tied messily in a ponytail and arms decorated sparingly in tattoos. If you looked at her back through her tank top, you could see the backpiece. With her were two children who looked about eleven or twelve - certainly not young enough to be this woman’s children. They took off into the garden having spotted Samara, and it was their dashing that caught Kate’s attention. The woman, Kate’s cousin, Emma, nodded to her with a rather...gritted smile.

“Afternoon.” She greeted her cousin, walking into the garden herself now.

Kate smiled as she saw her cousin Emma Mac. Kate quickly stood up as she ran over to where her cousin was. The two didn’t get quite along with one another but Kate didn’t care.that there was a time when the two Scottish women were at ends with one another. The only thing that mattered is Emma found herself here and Kate had to let her know how she felt. She drew closer to Emma and couldn’t help herself as she wrapped her arms around her from behind and squeezed tightly into a close forming hug.

“Hey!!!!!! I am so glad you could make it Emma. It’s so awesome that you could come, also nice hair too…” Kate slowly broke away as she didn’t wait for Emma to turn around as she kept on speaking. “Truth be told the reason I had dyed my hair blue was because of you but you probably already knew that…”

“You told me that before.” Emma nodded, electing to keep a neutral tone. Anyone who knew the pair knew that Kate’s like of Emma was not a returned feeling, and often Emma was only there because of this weird obligation to family she didn’t know she had. Turning to look at Kate, she lifted a lock of hair and seemed to inspect it. “Half expected a hack job, won’t lie.” She said with a load of sarcasm in her voice, looking around her at the crowd of people she didn’t know. The kids, Kevin and Siobhan, were playing with Juliet and Todd, throwing a ball into the pool for the four year old to catch.

“Well I am happy that you are here it truly means a lot that you decided to come out. Look I got some things I wanted to get off of my chest…” Teddy who is inside the pool helps Juliet throw the ball back at her cousins as he looks back at his wife with a wicked grin on his face but she immediately gives him the look. “Don’t you dare even go there! I swear to God Todd if you make a chest joke I will come and there and…”

Teddy smiles as he looks at Juliet. “You hear that pumpkin… Mommy said she is going to swim with you…” The little girl begins to splash around excitedly as Kate turns her attention back to Emma. “Anyway like I was saying I just want to thank you for coming over today. I know we haven’t seen eye to eye that often mainly because I am immature among a lot of other choice words you probably want to use in regards to me, but I want to make amends so we can move forward as family. As the type where we can do exactly what we are doing now. Bonding with one another. Maybe have a kids night in among other things. What do you say Emma?!”

“Maybe. I’d like to think that we’re at least trying, if only because we kinda have to. Doesn’t mean I’m gonna like you. Ever. The maturity level doesn’t have anything to do with it really. You insulted me quite badly when you bunked off training to go shopping. That’s why I disliked you.” Emma explained, though she had thought that would have been at least a little obvious. “Kids maybe. Remember their dad lives other side of the country so they gotta see him too. Add the fact we don’t work together anymore.”

Kate laughs as she shook her head. “So you dislike me because of how I was during training? The way I would really work up that rich girl that suffered from daddy issues? I came a long way since those days. Although the worse days of those times were when I thought I was untouchable and I went partying. Drowned myself in liquor and Lyn forced me to run suicides the next day. That wasn’t a pretty sight, but it was all apart of learning how to be apart of this business, and they helped shaped who I am today. Not to mention those matches we had. Especially that strap match you kicked my ass in. I can’t forget that!”

“I dislike you because you snubbed me. THat’s a grudge I don’t let go of, sorry to disappoint. Be glad it was Lyn the next day and not me though.” She looked over Kate’s shoulder to watch the preteens.

“Mum, did we bring swimming costumes?” Siobhan asked. Emma nodded, pointing to the bags she had left by the back door.

Kate smiled as she looked at the children run towards their bags as she takes a glance back at Emma. “What do you mean I snubbed you? I don’t understand what you mean. I thought things were okay until you couldn’t even call me by my name. I did everything to get your attention, and I felt you were just blowing me off. I wasn’t the best student in school but at least I am better today, and for Juliet’s sake I will teach her what not to do when it comes to growing up and learning from my mistakes.”

“You mean like how you blew me off to go on a trip with Samara?” Emma arched an eyebrow, crossing her arms at her. “Not that it matters. Doesn’t matter what happened in the past. She’ll be fine. She’s a better chance with you as you are than those two ever did when they were babies.”

“Hey…” Is all Kate could say as she looks back at her cousin smiling. “Despite everything I still think those two ended up being blessed with a great mother. Granted in the beginning things may have been rocky but at least things are going well now and that’s all that matters right? I am happy that you decided to come over because what I really was hoping is that you could maybe show me some techniques when it comes to parenting. Juliet is really helping me mature and become a better person but I want to do the right thing for her and simply be there. You have experience and I want our families to be close to one another. No reason why we can’t make up for what we missed for eighteen years or so right?!”

“You mean no reason they can’t have what we did, don’t you?” Emma smirked, shrugging her shoulders. “It wasn’t rocky, they were ten weeks preem with a recovering, fifteen-year-old junkie for a mother. Rocky doesn’t cut that. Her on the other hand? She got parents who want her.” She knew it sounded like she didn’t want the twins, but Kate and anyone who cared knew that wasn’t what she meant.

Kate nodded her head. “You might have been a junkie but at least you are stable now. I don’t know if I could say the same to be honest. I only told Sam but it was only two months ago when Todd checked me into a hospital and I stayed in a psychiatric wing for a week. There’s a part of me that is still dealing with some issues and I don’t ever want to revert because I love that girl swimming in that pool. I love her with every bone in my body but I don’t want to relapse into what I was. You know me better than anymore that Lil Miss can change her emotions on a dime. That she does a lot to be trendy or to be socially accepted, and I want to break that cycle for her sake. Because she needs me to be there. You might not like me and I get that but when I look at you. I see a woman I wish to become…”

Kate shakes her head. “The woman who was able to redeem herself and now she is someone that the twins can depend on. That’s what I want to be for my daughter if that makes any sense.”

Kate cried out as she couldn’t help but get a bit emotional. “You know the struggle. You been through it all and have made something of yourself.”

“All I’m gonna tell you is you have it a lot better than I do. You wanted and planned for her. You might not be my favourite person but that on its own tells me that you’re at least getting a handle. There’s an irony to what I’m about to say, but don’t take advice. It’s well-meaning most of the time and people just wanna help, especially because first baby, but the only two people who can figure this out and what’s best for her are you two. If it’s not asked for, ignore it. Especially with you having certain advantages over other parents, like the ability to provide a life for her without living payday to payday.”

“Well about that… I do have a fortune I was blessed with when my grandmum passed on but I don’t want Juliet to be caught on that. Part of me wants to do the same things that my parents did for me. Leave her a trust fund. Make it so she doesn’t have to work a day in her life but then again. I do want her to learn that you have to work hard for the things you really want in life. You simply can’t always ask for it and expect it to be handed to you. Thus we don’t really plan on spoiling her and the such. I don’t know maybe what I am thinking is stupid. It’s not like we could be doing bad. We took her out of an orphanage so that’s always a great thing but I just want the best for her. Growing up as the daughter of Kath-Lyn Steele is enough punishment in itself. At least I would think so…”

“You’re her parents. It’s for you to decide and no one else to judge. You wanna put a silver spoon in that girl’s mouth? Do it. You wanna make her work her ass off for her allowance? You do that too.” Emma explained, knowing full well that everything she wasn’t really something she’d experienced herself. At Juliet’s age, the twins were in protective services and Emma was nowhere to be found. Technically anyway.

“I guess you do have a point. I think it might just be something I will have to take day by day and see where the moment leads off…” Kate looks around. “At least I can take pride in the fact that Jules will have a strong network of people behind her to support her and at the end of the day. That’s the only thing that matters to me. With all of them and you… Juliet will be protected for years to come, and thank you for showing up…” Kate hugs Emma as tightly as she can again. “It may not mean much to you but to me it means everything, and I ummm love you…. I love you for every bit of it Emma…”

“You’re welcome.” She didn’t repeat the sentiment, she wasn't sure she could. She did, however, wrap one arm rather awkwardly around Kate, patting her on the shoulder.

Kate smiled in return. “Now was that so hard Emma?” Juliet climbed out of the pool and the wet girl ran over to where Kate was standing. She smiles as the wetgirl quickly wraps her arm around Kate. “Pumpkin did you have to hug me before even attempting to grab a towel?”

The little girl giggled as Kate decided to wrap her arms around the girl and she slowly looked over at Emma. She looked down into the eyes of Juliet offering a wide grin as she started to speak. “Pumpkin there’s someone I want you to meet. She’s mommy’s cousin which means she’s your cousin. Say hi to cousin Emma!”

The little girl looked at Emma before she glanced at her mother before looking back at Emma again. “She has blue hair! Mommy has pink! Mommy and cousin Emma look like cotton candy!”

Kate stands there and she can’t help herself as she bursts into some laughing. The little girl walks over to Emma hugging her. “Hi cousin Emma!!!!” She said with a mouth full of pearly white teeth.

“Hello, little one.” Emma smiled a little more genuinely this time, reaching down to take the small child under her arms and lift her to give her a proper hug. Juliet’s arms wrapped around her neck and legs around her waist, apparently clinging to her. “You having fun with daddy?”

“Daddy’s awesome, and his hair looks like a big sponge!” She giggles in return. Kate however crosses her arms as she looks back at Emma speaking under her breath. “I wish I could get hugs like that…” Juliet smiles as she looks at her mother and sticks her tongue out at her. “Oh I am going to get you, you little brat…” Is all Kate could say as Juliet breaks free of cousin Emma and jumps right into the pool. Kate follows before she stops right at the edge. “Why don’t you jump in mommy…”

Kate quickly shakes her head. “It’s okay… I don’t think I am ready for that yet…”

So Emma snuck up behind her and shoved her in the pool!

Kate is forced into the water and she submerges right in. She swims to the edge as she shakes the water out of her eyes as she looks up to Emma. “You have some nerve you do know that right?! You refuse to give a girl a hug but you can push me in?! Some cousin you are… Kate tries to reach up to grab Emma’s arm so she can pull her right into the drink. With some help from the twins, who push, Emma joins everyone else in the water, though does have to duck as the twins cannonball over her head.

“Welcome to my lovely swimming pool Emma… The temperature is nice and it does seem like a perfect day to go….”

Before she could finish that statement Kate’s sister in law Dawn jumps over them and does a cannonball just inches away from her brother. Kate sighs as she looks at Dawn. “Bloody heck girl… Would you tell someone you are going to do that before you do that?!

Dawn smiles in return. “Splash party on Kate!”

And with that everybody in the pool begins to splash Kate as hard and as the pink haired beauty is forced to just take it all as she tries to splash back.
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