Book 1: Life
Chapter 15: Another day
~Part 1: An excuse (#NP: “Drive” by: Incubus)~
Trust me, Uriella had said to Deabs that morning. Would I ever steer you wrong? she had asked them over breakfast and Deabs simply took a sip from his cup of coffee and looked back down at the newspaper without responding to her (and he would be the only person, besides maybe Rachel, whom she would ever let get away with something like that). That was apparently not the answer she was looking for, because Uriella had persisted throughout the day, trying to coax him into doing something where he really didn’t even know what was going on to begin with. It was frustrating, to say the least, and if Uriella sensed it, she didn’t let up.
In a moment of getting as close as possible to snapping at her without actually snapping at her, Deabs had excused himself from their family room where Serena had taken up to writing tiny notes, rolling them up, sticking them under Shiva’s collar and then “sending her over to Daddy”. The notes gave Deabs absolutely no indication of what he may be agreeing to, so he had stood up from the couch (with URiella watching his every mood) and left to go get some work done in his office. And he had been given a reprieve for approximately ten minutes when there was a soft knock on the door and he let her come in. Uriella had looked quiet as she walked over and made herself comfortable on his lap, leaned over and whispered in his ear that if he went with her to this one place she would owe him and do that thing he liked before they had to leave for work.
That had been enough to get Deabs into Uriella’s car since, she had reasoned, he couldn’t drive because then he would know where they were going and that would completely ruin the surprise, but he would like it. So he was in the passenger seat of her bright blue, Mercedes SLS, trying to keep quiet as she seemingly broke every rule of the road there was without even a glimpse from a passing by cop. He didn’t know how she did it, but he was jealous. Uri adjusted the sunglasses on her nose and reached over, playing with the radio before settling on a song she liked and turned her attention to Deabs.
Uri: You know, I can’t even imagine that happening at a wedding like, did that really happen? Did we really find out that Alice was married to Reno? That’s so fucking weird…
It was true that they’d been sort of quiet about the whole situation since the pay-per-view, but Uriella was finding it hard to be mum about it and if she could talk to anybody without the danger of saying something she would end up regretting, it was Deabs. Deabs himself wasn't sure what to think about that whole thing, hell he was there in the thick of it all as the master of ceremonies! He turned his head to look at Uriella, who was happily driving like she was playing Grand Theft Auto.
Deabs: I don't think it's the whole weird thing, I think it's more of a why did she stay married to him kind of thing. I mean surely that whole financial mess she got herself into was over a good long time ago right? Cloud has money so it's not like she needed to leach off of Reno, which by the way is funny to me. She married him when she was in financial trouble…
Uriella didn't seem to find that as amusing as he did, and he shook her head while Deabs shrugged.
I feel bad for Cloud though. We're all off to work, all happy-like and he's God knows where and his sister wants to be out looking for him but she can’t Ken doesn’t want her getting hurt… Convenient much?
Serena: Well to be fair the world can’t stop turning just because a wedding didn’t go off like it was supposed to.
She jerked the car to the right to avoid hitting a car that moved over into her lane and she slammed her hand on the horn.
Uri: Watch where the fuck you’re going! Don’t you know how to use your fucking blinker? Am I a mind reader?? Was I supposed to know you were going to merge? Jesus Christ… Anyway, I find it hard to believe that absolutely nobody else knew about this. Like Alice didn’t tell her best friend? Rachel wasn’t able to find out this kind of information about the groom. I wonder if Ken knew about it…
Eddie was gripping the sides of his seat in fear and he had sweat trickling down his forehead. This really was Grand Theft Auto and he thought any second now Serena was going to either get shot at, get a 5-star wanted level and start getting chased by police helicopters… or pick up a prostitute.
Deabs: I... Have no idea. Hey, will you be careful?!
Uri wasn’t listening to her husband’s backseat driving.
Deabs: I don't know how other people couldn't know. It's a strange situation but with her best friend being Cloud's brother, I can see why Alice couldn't tell her. Faith isn't gonna have her head in the game though and she seems to have gotten pretty vicious lately in matches. Do you think Ken is banking on this wedding thing flipping her out so it's bad for you?
Uri: You know I’m not hating on the girl or anything but Faith on a good day, on her most vicious of days… she just doesn’t hold a candle to me. And I’m not saying that to be cocky it’s just the truth.
Deabs: Do you even know where you’re going?
Uri slammed on the breaks when she (surprisingly) wasn’t fast enough to speed through a red light and pursed her lips, turning her attention over to her husband.[/color]
Uri: I do know, Andy. And I don’t want to ruin the surprise so I’m not going to tell you so you can just go ahead and stop asking.
Deabs was about to answer when Uri turned a sharp right, sending him careening in the passenger seat and he had to throw his arms out quickly to avoid slamming his head into the window, and Uri made a ‘tsk’ noise with her tongue.[/color]
Uri: That’s why you should be wearing your seatbelt. We don’t have to the time to take you to the hospital to treat you for a concussion, okay Love? Thank God we never had to go through anything like that with our wedding though, right? Or is there something you need to get off your chest now?
Deabs: I think you'd know by now if I was married to someone else, Uri. I'm just saying though, that's probably what Ken has in his head plus he knows you two are friends, with everything that's going on around here lately he probably wants to make sure something happens so your friendship comes into questions.
Deabs was trying his damnest to avoid anything and everything going on around him, except Uri obviously. It wasn't working very well though.[/color]
Deabs was about to protest when Uri reached over and slapped her hand against his hard abdomen, then resting her and on his thigh. She had fun teasing him, trying to take his mind off of something she may not want to talk about at the time. Uri looked over at him, smiling and a made a point to pay more attention to him than the road. She absolutely loved this part of the torture and Deabs was practically putty in her hands until he broke her gaze and looked ahead at the road a she wove in and out of traffic, and he was no longer able to fully appreciate the attention his wife was giving him.
Deabs: Hey, hey hey! Eyes on the road! Oh Dear God… I repent all of my sins, I take back every naughty thought I’ve ever had well… maybe all of them, not all of them… well all of them except for that one, yeah you know the one. But I’ll take it all back if you get me to my destination alive and in one piece, O’ Lord.
Uri: Since when do you pray?
Deabs: Since you’ve started driving like a video game character with a death wish! Uriella, if you get ‘wasted’ you won’t just come back to life after taking a little bit of money away for the hospital you will die so will you please slow down or at least pay more attention?
Uri turned into a parking lot and turned the car off. She smiled at him and kissed him lightly.
Uri: Happy anniversary asshole.
Deabs looked up and saw that they were at one of Uriella’s new nightclubs: “The Angel”.
~Part 2: Noobs (#NP: “Assassin” by: Muse)~
If you were to ask Lucy Seraphina what the worst thing about the Assassin job was; she’d answer it was training the rookies. It wasn’t the fact she could get killed at any second, it wasn’t the fact that the smell of blood could make her go frenzy; it was the damn rookies.
Lucy hated having to train them for three reasons:
1-They always act that they were masters at the craft.
Lucy nine times out of ten had to send at least a half of them to the hospital. To say the least Michael wasn’t thrilled about it. Both him and his sister dreaded the warm weather because that’s when the rookies would start their training. Spring time was the recruitment and Lucy knew that someone would be the smart ass.
2- Lucy would usually have to train them alone.
It always seemed that Maxim and Aliceandrea had something to do or some excuse. In secret they didn’t want to deal with the rookies just like Lucy. So the number two and number three of the Assassination squad had left the number one do this alone. Lucy though would get her revenge later on.
And finally…
3- Someone will most likely die.
Lucy was someone who cares. She hated to see these young kids get killed every training season. But such is life and Lucy felt herself having to become stone cold. She knew that thought love would keep these rookies alive and, Lucy had just pulled up to the training area. Her green and black Harley Davidson shined from the sun. Lucy looked over and saw five girls and five boys standing there waiting for her. Lucy cut the engine off and jumped of the bike.
Lucy: “Well, well, well! Look at all the Novices. You lot have three minutes after I finish this if you want to leave, alive and well…or you could die with honor. Pick one and pick fast, the life of an assassin is a fast and dangerous one.”
None of them moved and Lucy had kept the time in her mind.
Lucy: “As I thought. Now if any of you want to act that you’re above rank think again. Many of you die because of it. Many of you die because of your stupor. Some of you get hurt from the unknown. But many of you will live if you listen to me. My name is Lucy Seraphina, leader of the Assassination Squad and number one rank on the list. If you truly value your fellow magi-blood, your fellow Assassin and your life…pay attention. You all seem to be the smart type. None of you even flinched when I spoke. It’s different from that last batch.”
Lucy started to pace in a line, watching them.
Lucy: “You know what you all can do? Sprint and hide. If I find you, you failed your first assignment…now go.”
The novices sprint off leaving Lucy alone. This was her favorite part; her being able to hunt them down to see what they would do. Lucy couldn’t help but to chuckle at how close the first one was though. But something had made her stop. Lucy thought she heard a voice.
“Your blood…so sweet.”
Lucy: Whose there?!
“Why did you kill me?
Lucy knew the voice now…her dead sire.
Lucy: You’re dead.
“Am I really?”
Lucy: Yes you are. Rachel killed you.
Another laugh, that damned laugh was bugging her.
Lucy: Just my mind playing tricks on me.
A burst of static rang out and Lucy clutched her head. She wanted to scream out from it but found herself on her knees.
“I am not a memory…”
Lucy: Please make it stop!
“Lucy?”
Standing there is Maxim.
Maxim: You okay?
Lucy couldn’t answer that…she didn’t know.
~Part 3: Uri’s blog entry (#NP: “Kick some ass” by: Stroke 9) ~
I seem to be cutting things a bit fine again here but this time last week, I dedicated my final moments ahead of my match to discussing said match. I know I have a lot to say but not as much as most. I do, however, just want to make sure that the world is aware of what I'm intending on bringing to the table here. I'm not some kid who walked into the company and got everything he wanted on day 1... I'm still someone who wants to work to earn her place here. I don't think anything has been handed to me - time to prove that.
I am aware of what the Female Elders are capable of and I can more or less get a feel for what they're going to at least attempt to bring to this match. I'm a wise athlete and as a wise athlete, I have done my homework once again and I've learned what to look out for. And due to the respect I do have for the kid, I do look forward to sharing the ring with him at last. I do respect the man and I'm uncertain as to whether or not this is mutual or not. Haven't heard from ya, Ladies.
Respect does always mean a lot to me but I get that I've gotta do a lot more to actually earn it from my peers around here. I'm nowhere near deserving quite yet but in time, I can assure you I will.
I dunno what to say today, to be honest. My mind hurts from attempting to fathom where exactly I am. I've been trying to get far in this business for as long as I can remember. I've spent years trying to make a name for myself and actually get somewhere. Now suddenly... I'm here. I've signed with one of the biggest companies around and I've made the biggest impact a chick can make. I became the Bombshell Tag Team Champion in my first match and to me, that's a big deal. This title means a lot in the business and so many greats have held it... now I'm part of that. I can't wait to actually prove this week that I'm not a fluke.
I actually happen to be an impressive, passionate and extraordinary athlete. The reason I haven't succeeded in getting far prior to now isn't because I'm not a great wrestler - I'm just an unlucky guy is all. I'm not formulating excuses at this point, that is actually a fact - unfortunately. But being within the SCW and as it's Champion is finally an aggregate of all I've worked for over the years.
Initially, it doesn't seem as though there's much on the line but of course, there is. I've gotta focus this week on taking down a legend. That's another huge deal here and I haven't got the experience for something like this. But as per usual, I'm gonna handle the pressure like a pro.
One match isn't a strong enough sample for you all to be judging me on. So what do I have to do to really get you all on side? I have to go ahead and defeat a legend.
Now THAT is a big deal. If of course, I've got the balls to actually go through with it and do what very few are really able to do. I'll definitely give this my best shot and give Elders the fight of their life - but whether or not I do really have what it takes remains to be seen.
And while it has all got off to a great start, I am aware that it could go downhill quickly. I know at absolutely any point in my life, I could suddenly lose everything I've been working towards all these years so that's why I can sit around and worry about that, I have to fight without concern and just keep on gettin' through the day, doing what I'm doing. I don't expect to be undefeated forever or to be the Tag Champ forever. But that doesn't mean that I'm not gonna try my best - that's something I've learned over the years - no matter how tough things get, then I've gotta keep going at any cost. My success here depends on plenty of factors - including who my opponents are, how I'm feeling on the day, the abilities I've got - and more.
And it's easy enough for me to state that I've done my homework and I know who I'm facing but at the same time, I can't really know any of that until I step into the ring with you, can the Elders? I can research your techniques and what has cost you matches in the past but I can only get far with real experience.
I do know what they’re capable of. I know I might not look it, but I'm a strangely smart person. I'm clever so I do my homework well in advance. I know what I'm up against and I'm up against one of the best. I've learned what their strengths are and what their weaknesses are.
So I ain't gonna lie, ladies, I know how to use certain things against you and ensure they're beneficial to myself. I get that you're a veteran, but I dunno of you'll be willing to learn too much about me. I'm kinda weird, kinda a bitch and someone with a lotta problems so I get that some wouldn't want to get to know me all too much. But at the same, I'm a nice girl with a passion for what I do so I’ll ask this of you, both just don't underestimate me. And I'm saying that not only for myself but also to protect you. With us both about to head into the match, I know you ain't gonna wanna lose to the likes of me now since there's so much pressure on you to go ahead and win the whole thing like you have in the past. But if you were to lose this week because you didn't take me seriously - that's definitely something your future opponents - or even just the one opponent depending on how far you get - can use against you. So don't underestimate me - know you're up against a threat.
I respect the hell out of you - I've seen what you've done in the past and I'm aware of what titles you've held. But I also have no doubt in my mind that I'll be one of the new greats. I am one of the brightest stars of this generation along with names such as well, my family. I'm not just saying that because we are friends but it's obvious - they are the future because they've proven it. We are the ones to take over but you're not ready to leave the spotlight yet, I get that entirely. But don't hate the younger generation - know that we're capable and more specifically, I am since I will do the near impossible this week and defeat the legends themselves.
It is clear, ladies, that you're obviously a much different challenge than say, Kate or Crystal is. You're a real fighter and not some aggravating asshole who just gets by with cheating in his way through matches.. This week, there is slightly more of an unknown quality dwelling. I have watched many of your matches so you're not a mystery to me but the fact that you are a much greater challenge than anything I've been faced with in the past is unsettling. But, I accept the challenge. I say bring it on because why not? I know you will give me the fight I want because that is why I came here.
But there's probably somethin' ya don't know about me. In fact, there's probably a lot you don't know about me but what is most relevant to this particular situation here is this - I don't quit. I never have - no matter how tough things get. I've not had an easy life - nowhere near. It's actually a surprise I'm even still alive on this earth. But I'm not going to go into detail with what I have been through - all you have to know is that because of it, I'm feeling better than ever before. And because of that, I push myself to the limit and beyond and to the point where I refuse to go down without a fight and heck, I refuse to go down at all. Quitting is something I've just never comprehended and I love taking risks - even ones that don't pay off. Maybe in our match this week, I will take some crazy risks that may either fuck up my career from this point forward and make people really pay attention. I don't care either way, I'm just happy to do something unexpected. Just be aware of what you're in for.
You are a fellow competitor and that's admirable, to say the least. In fact, there's hardly a time in which gold is not in your possession. You've certainly made a name for yourself but now is my time to make a name for myself and sorry to have to say I'll do it at your expense. A win over you will get people talkin', alright...
Not to say that is what is gonna happen. I'm smart enough to know when not to simply presume that something is going to happen. I can't say I will win - but I can't say I will lose. At this point, anything can happen and I'm excited to find out what that is. As I've said already, I hope that you are too because I don't want you to overlook me or think I'm just another newbie with unrealistic dreams - it seems we see way too many of those in this business. So I sincerely hope that you don't see me as one of those total noobs who think they deserve title shot after title shot after simply signing a contract with the company. No. I'm a humble woman and even being here is a dream come true. I was more than willing to work from the ground up but it seems I've been given a chance nice and early. Which I appreciate more than life itself but I am a real fighter - not one of these dreamers with no real skill to back their shit up. I'm not arrogant - not overly so, at least - so I know that the struggles will certainly be there. I will not succeed on a steady path but those who do generally have the world handed to them. Not me. If there's a man around here with a tragic back-story but the desire to keep on going for all the right reasons, then that's me. I'm here to stay on track - mentally - and not allow for anybody to take me down. This is all about strength - no matter how you look at it.
This is what I grew up with and I'm a tough SOB, whether I look it or not. I know what I'm doing, I know how I'm living my life and Ladies? I'm doing it by making motherfuckers who don't believe... believe. And I love the rush it brings. So I say, bring it on. I dunno how you feel about me and whether or not you see me as any sort of a threat... but I'm ready for the challenge. Always am. Elders, let's go out there and do what we do best. No way it's gonna be easy but I'm up for the challenge. Bring it on, Song and Alana. Let's give the fans what they want.
