The sounds of boots walking across a wooden stage is heard as a familiar redhead moves along the stage of the Globe theatre in London. Sam is dressed in a white peasant blouse over a pair of dark jeans. With her hair pulled back and no make-up, Sam seems relaxed and young as she moves to stand center stage and looks over the “pit” area. In a humorous mood, she strikes a pose as if ready to deliver a Shakespearean soliloquy.
“The lady doth protest too much,” she says to the air as a bunch of tourists stop in surprise that a performance was to be put on this early in the day. Sam blushes as they turn and point, the soft clamoring of their voices reaching her. “Oops, sorry,” she adds as she moves away from the stage and into a darker corner where she is followed by someone carrying a camera.
“Hey Sam,” says Pussy who is holding the camera in the face of Sam who has turned back to look at her friend. “I thought you wanted to talk about your match at London Brawling against Trinity. You know I would be able to better film you out there,” offers Pussy as she motions towards the stage area again. “Come on, we could use those tourists to give us some background noise to play up the promo work you wanted to do. We can get them chanting your name.”
Sam’s reaction is to giggle slightly at the teasing tone of her friend. “Thanks Pussy but I don’t think having a bunch of Japanese tourists screaming in the globe theater would be the same as an arena of screaming fans. Besides, I think that you are right about one thing and that is going out there for the right atmosphere.”
Sam moves to join Pussy and both women move into the light of the stage where the tourists have moved on. Sam moves out to the edge of the stage then crouches to seat herself there. Looking around, she seems to slip back in her mind to the time when famous men would move across the stage.
“You know what Pussy, I can’t help but think of all the quotes that would have been on a stage like this,” offers Sam almost distractedly. “In class I read and learn all the lines and can quote them at the drop of a hat but here, here is where it gets really real for me. But at the same time, those quotes have so much meaning for my career in SCW. I don’t know if I can explain it but thinking of this match has so many Shakespeare quotes drifting through my thoughts. I mean think about it. Shakespeare put humanity on display just like SCW does.”
Pussy snickers as she moves to film Sam with the stage framing her. “Yeah, Shakespeare wrote about wrestlers. I think you took one too many shots to the head Sam.”
“Oh you are so wrong Pussy. Take for example Hamlet,” says Sam as she crosses her legs and leans back on her hands. “It has a quote that totally fits for my match against Trinity Jones.”
“And that is?” questions Pussy.
“The lady doth protest too much, methinks,” quotes Sam, a half grin breaking over her face. “Have you not heard her every week when she talks about the fact that I am afraid of her. I can’t help but suppose that she is doing it to justify to herself that she hasn’t earned a title shot but yet here she is getting a title shot at my title once again at the supercard. I have to wonder just why it is that she seems to have something against me. Hellfire Pussy, I wonder why she seems to think that she needs to demand things like she is. I am more than willing to offer a title shot but that doesn’t mean that she has to disrespect me because someone answered my open challenge first. If anything she should have stepped up faster. Oh well, I faced that challenge and what happened, I get dogged by Trinity as being scared to face her.”
“I guess she wanted to paint you in a bad light Sam,” offers Pussy. “She doesn’t have a great track record when it comes to facing you. Maybe she tore you down so she could build herself up.” Sam sighs as she thinks of that for a moment. Pussy manages to capture the play of emotions that are crossing the face of Sam. “You know, maybe she does it because of the fact that she is afraid of facing you and failing like everyone else has recently.”
The scoff that comes from Sam sounds hollow. “Trinity scared of me…I don’t think so. Our last match she brought the fight to me and well, she came close to taking the title.” Sam brings a hand up to swipe at a curl that blows across her cheek. “I don’t believe that Trinity is afraid of me. I seriously think that she is acting tough to try to scare me and I have to admit…”
Pussy interrupts Sam. “Whooaaaa right there Sammi! Do not dare to tell me that you are scared of Trinity,” says Pussy angrily.
A look of utter disbelief crosses Sam’s face as she sits up and looks directly into the camera. “You have nothing to worry about Pussy, the only thing I am afraid of is the fact that at London Brawling I will be ending the title capturing dreams of Trinity.”
A thrill of a laugh comes from the side that captures the attention of Pussy and Sam. A small woman is seen standing there, a cellphone camera trained on the two. Sam offers a raised eyebrow in question as well as a half smile.
“I couldn’t help but overhear you and I have to say that I don’t think that you will be able to promise to end the dreams of Trinity Jones,” offers the lady who moves closer still filming. “I happen to be a big fan of hers and she is one tough woman. You aren’t going to be able to beat her with the confidence she has right now.”
Sam shares a glance with Pussy before turning back to the Trinity fan. “I know she is confident and I know she has skills but her record facing me isn’t too strong. And I get she wants a title but that is something that I have a strong grip on. The Bombshell Roulette title is something I take seriously and defending it is my reason for being right now. I keep making history as the Bombshell Roulette champion and that will continue at London Brawling.”
“But Trinity Jones is on the tip of greatness and there is nothing you are going to be able to do to stop her,” adds the fan who lets a sneer cross her lips. “She has said that you are nothing and will not be beating her at the supercard. And trust me when I tell you that she has got your number!”
Before Sam can offer a reply, the woman snaps her phone off and stalks away leaving both Sam and Pussy speechless for the moment. The two women share a glance before breaking into laughter. After a few moments, Sam wipes at her eyes and gets serious.
“You know what Pussy,” she offers as she calms. “That woman could be right. I could be under the impression that I can beat her and then something happens to turn the match in her favor and I lose the title…”
Pussy holds up a hand in the face of Sam that stops her. “Don’t you think that you will just jinx yourself. I want you to remember who you are Sam…you are the Bombshell Roulette champion and you hold so many records in SCW. Now I know that Mercedes Vargas isn’t here to list them all but you girl, are the one bombshell that has defined the title and I don’t see it going anywhere but back on your waist or shoulder or wherever it is you wear it.”
Pussy looks so stern as she gives Sam the what for. Holding her hands up in surrender, Sam nods and chuckles. “I hear you Pussy, and I am not going to let you or the fans down. Whatever match that I am in, whatever happens, it will be me walking out and with the title and Trinity left in the middle of the ring to wonder just why she thought that I was afraid of her.”
Sam jumps off the stage to the side of Pussy. Once there, she stops right in front of the camera and with a smile. “I only have one last thing to say and that is to quote Shakespeare,” says Sam as her head tilts ever so slightly. “Cry ‘havoc’ and let slip the dogs of war!”
With those words, Sam turns and begins to walk away from the camera before it snaps to black.
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<td>Here I am again Trinity and this time I am going to be explaining to you why you will not be able to walk out the champion at London Brawling.
I am the current Bombshell Roulette champion and that gives me a unique perspective on the title and retaining. I am sure you have heard of the champion’s advantage which mean that you have to beat me but I don’t have to beat you. And some champions coast on that, not putting their all into defending titles. However, the difference between those champions and myself is that I take defending the title seriously. I consider it an honor to wear this title and every night I defend it means that every night I take my challengers seriously enough that I don’t leave anything to chance and that means that I am the most dangerous champion you could face here in Sin City Wrestling. Because I am that champion that will not admit defeat.
Oh I know you are going to talk about how I am going to pay, about how I have been avoiding you because I know that you will be taking me to my limits and then taking my title. I think Trinity that the confidence you have is great. But confident or not, there are a couple of things that I have to remind you of Trinity. I may not be a striker like you but I am one dang strong challenge for anyone to overcome. You may be confident but I am sure that as much as you want to take this title, I am someone that is driven to keep this title around my waist. And that means I am going to be coming to defend it with my last breath…my last thought…my last heartbeat if need be. This title is going nowhere and you will not be the person to end the streak I am on.
I have thought long and hard about it and I realize something important Trinity. I am not fighting you for this title. In all honest, I am fighting myself and my natural inclination to talk myself into defeat. And I believe that at the supercard, all thoughts of losing will be gone and my confidence will carry me through this match to beat you and retain the Bombshell Roulette title. Because I am ready Trinity, ready to bring the fight to you and ready to pin you to the mat…force you to submit…do whatever I need to do to keep my title. And hopefully after all is said and done, you will have to give me the respect I deserve because I have beaten the one person that you believe could end my title streak and that is yourself.
So I have only one thing to say and that is good luck at London Brawling Trinity. You are going to need it.. </td>
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