I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna fuck with me
Got the police bustin' at me
But they can't do nothing to a G
Let's get ready to rumble
Scene One: You’re gonna be a star kid
Off Camera
Los Angeles California
3 and a half years Ago
The bright lights of LA were different. Sierra had been to many other cities in her time, major ones throughout Canada, Mexico, Europe and the continental United States. But this was the first time she had been to Los Angeles. And the city of angels hadn’t really lived up to its name. She had heard police and ambulance sirens, seen so many intoxicated and inebriated people and others who were selling everything from bootleg DVD’s to drugs to their own bodies. Sierra moved down the street, her hands in the pockets of her jacket, a black and red bandana tied backwards under her hair.
She sighed deeply, she hated being here. She hated most large cities, but they were necessary as she travelled with the [REDACTED] machine. Things had been better at work in the last seven months. While her trajectory had climbed slowly she had watched as Carter Kennedy, her ex boyfriend had a rocket strapped to his ass and had been sent on his way. It seemed that the company had forgotten about her and it was all about “The Canadian King”. But as the months went by, Carter would crash to the earth and burn.
But Sierra?...Sierra had become a star.
Sierra had faced some of the best of the best in [redacted]. She had beaten Samantha Tolson, a woman whose ego was so much bigger than her actual in ring skill, like a man bragging about his penis size when he was painfully average. Sierra was on a streak, she was a name, she was being cheered, And that is why she was here navigating the streets of Los Angeles. The show for the company she worked for was going to be at the forum tomorrow but Sierra had been invited to meet with an agent, someone who said he could take advantage of the buzz.
Sierra had never had an agent before. She had done everything on her own.
Now though, she had some form of collateral to negotiate a better contract, to give her daughter a better life. Sierra stopped near a four story office building, it looked sterile, white and boring. A few plate glass windows littered across the front, she moved through the entrance and passed the desk to the elevator in the back making her way up to the third floor. The usual noise greeting her as the doors open.
The waiting room was filled with different people, mma fighters, actors, actresses, singers. And there was Sierra the only wrestler, she shrugged and took a seat, but then the door opened and a head popped around the side. ”Sierra come on in kid.”.
She stood up confused, everyone else seemed annoyed as they stared at her moving passed them, jumping the line. She sighed and moved to the hallway and through the door looking around the office as she noticed different magazine covers, all set out to imply he was responsible. The agent, Carl smiled with a big toothy grin, his receding hairline combed over to give an illusion of a full head of hair. He was dressed in an off the rack suit, not taylored in any way. He was trying to look smart.
Sierra scoffed and sat back in her usual arrogant way as Carl cleared his throat. ”So, I’m sure you’re asking yourself why us?. Truth is you need an agent and someone to handle the business side of wrestl--” His voice trailed off, Sierra stared ahead, she had stopped caring. She knew this was all just for show, she had been hardened over the last few months. She knew how to smell bullshit, she knows how to ignore stupidity. She let out a small sigh and then snapped out of it just to hear the words….
”You’re gonna be a star kid”
Sierra laughed to herself and shook her head getting to her feet. Her hands pressed on the table as she smiled at Carl who slid a piece of paper to her, a contract, five years and 15 percent of the gross she was to make. She snorted taking the paper and scrunching it up before throwing it in the wastebasket. ”A year ago, I would have signed that ...but I’m nobody's fool. Goodluck Carl..”
She sneered walking back out and through the waiting room laughing even louder as the stunned faces of young hopeful entertainers and athletes watch her.
Promo: Working yourself into a shoot
On Camera
Toronto Canada
Present Day.
”It has been a few weeks since you’ve all seen me. Last time I was standing in the ring with Roxi Johnson, legend of SCW. She and I put on a show at High Stakes in a hard hitting classic. And now as we pop out the other side things seemed to go back to normal…”
Sierra seemed angry and frustrated, she huffed and p-uffed and pushed up to her feet pacing back and forth muttering to herself in spanish under her breath.
”Normal for me in SCW is being used on TV once a month until I kick up and stink and they give me something to do. Normal for me is being consistent till I get an opportunity only for someone nowhere near as talented as me to somehow fluke a win and go on to be a huge joke. And yeah, this time I am talking about Bobbie Dahl. See, a few months ago I faced Bobbie in a match after she disrespected me and my relationship. She was able to build some momentum and use that to go on to challenge bigger names and even beat me again in a farce of a match to go after Sam Marlowe and the Roulette title…”
“And do you see where all those opportunities have gotten her?. Is Bobbie Dahl still the fun, laughing successful woman you all thought she’d be?. Or is she now an angry whiny bitch who makes excuses? Is she someone who failed against Cristina Zdunich and has stumbled over hurdle after hurdle?. Is that something that I have ever done?. Is that something that pops in your mind when you think of the name “Sierra Williams”? Cause I don’t think so.”
“But it does deeper than that…”
“Lachlan and I took the opportunity with both hands to build a division, only for a team of punks known as Damer INC to fluke a win over us, lie about us, take our titles, piss on our legacy and then come close to destroying the mixed tag division and now here we are and Lachlan and I are still STILL the ones in the record books as the longest reigning champions. Those titles now mean less than nothing and have been passed around from team to team. All because Mark and Christian decided to give them “an opportunity”. And the truth is that while they have come and gone, while these names and teams have risen and fallen I have stayed the course. I have been consistent and even now as I come off a loss to Roxi I should still be feared…”
Sierra scoffs and throws her hands in the air.
”We are coming up on a match where six women will be entering the ring to compete for the SCW bombshells title. December 2 dismember and three spots are taken so far. One of which being taken up by the champion herself. The overrated blond who has never faced me one on one that seems to make the majority of you bitches piss yourselves in fear, Alicia Lukas. The other two spots are taken by Roxi Johnson who, lets face it, earned her spot by simply BEING Roxi, because she is that damn good. And Cristina Rose Hilton whatever the fuck her last name is Zdunich who must have the contra code for infinate title shots on her ass, and of course that’s where Seleana got it from to use it too….”
“But, three spots remain…”
“And we have Fisher-Johnson vs Hernandez, Vargas vs Zdunich and then, myself, Bella Madison and Sam Marlowe need to battle it out for the other right to be in this clusterfuck of a match. And let me just say that while I am all for people earning opportunities why the hell are half the women in this shindig?. Kate Steele should have never have been in the mix, neither should Bobbie and neither should Cristina. Not to mention Vargas who has been on the losing end and ducking Alicia since blondie kicked her ass last time, then Seleana getting another chance to qualify after she got embarrassed time and time again. Then there’s Fisher Johnson who is only interesting due to the pussy she gets third knuckle deep in and Andrea Hernandez who just got her ass kicked by Alicia too ...”
“But everyone lineup line up get your goddamn opportunity to be in this clusterfuck, cause in the bosses minds the only way anyone is going to beat Alicia is if one of us gets lucky in this match despite the fact I could whoop that bitches ass one on one...something Sam Marlowe can’t say…”
Sierra spits venom and paces back and forth snarling as her hands ball into fists.
”Did y’all forget about me or someshit?. Was Bobbie metamorphosis into a fat blond version of me distracting you from the fact I FUCKING EXIST and I have been in SCW almost a year?. I know compared to say, Sam Marlowe that ain’t shit but hey I have still been kicking ass here. The fact is that one on one I am damn hard to beat, Bobbie caught me o0n an off day and Roxi is a legend and everyone else has fallen in front of me one on one and SCW didn’t have the balls to put me in a goddamn one on one qualifier because deep down they do not want me in that fucking match.”
“But they’ll put you in there Sam Marlowe. Despite the fact when you went one on one with Alicia she merc’d your ass like you were nothing.”
“And shouldn’t you be focused on defending the roulette title and zoning in on six hundred total days with that title. You know the one that you keep going back to because the world title is something that just keeps on slipping through those fingers. But hey, I ain’t denying you’re a talent Sam, in fact it’s funny to me Vargas was walking around acting like top shit when she is clearly behind you in everything you do. She’s stuck in your shadow and you have a great past in SCW, I’m not going to discredit that. But you are another one of these names from the previous generation that has no goddamn clue what wrestling really is…”
“And you should know, because like me you have older family members who do this, with you it’s your older sister Cyn and with me it’s my older brothers. But I have already siren above them, I have already exploded onto a national stage and honestly, you have come out of your sisters shadow and I congratulate you on that but in the end Sam, I am not going to be beaten by someone who walks around calling herself “SCW’s sweetheart” and doesn’t have the balls to step up to people on social media or in the ring when they are called out like the mealy mouthed little bitches they are…”
“You beat Bobbie Dahl, you beat Vargas, you’re still a champion, but I will cave your fucking skull in….”
She scoffs again and stretched her arms in the air before chuckling to herself.
”And then there’s little Bella Madison. The pink haired pixie. Malachi’s sweet little princess. I’m sure some people thought she and I would get along since we’re basically family right?. Look, Lachlan is my family. He’s my fiance and I love him and he may have forgiven Mal but I haven’t and Bella?. Well, she’s dumb enough to love the piece of shit so I guess it’s time I slap some sense into that girl but before I do, I really need to congratulate her….”
“Yeah that’s right…”
“Congratulations Bella. It’s great to see you make it to a reputable company like SCW instead of wasting away in that shithole Apex with Levi and Jack. Really, welcome, maybe you’ll do well here, and by well I mean not going fifty fifty with your wins and being made to look like a useless inept child. But that won’t be this day, see you got handed a damn carrot Bella. This is my first real chance at earning a shot at SCW’s biggest title. My first shot at getting into the big time. And you ...well you have been here two months, you’ve gone two and two and you get the same shot as me?”
“The longest reigning mixed tag champ ever? Someone who beat a hall of famer on my first night here? Someone who has gone toe to toe with the best and beat the number one contender for the bombshells title before Alicia killed her ass. You’re on that same level?. I don’t think so. And hey don’t get it twisted Belly Boo, I hope you have some form of success, because as much shit as I give you, you are tough and have the balls to step in the ring. But, you need to stop puffing your chest out, flaring your nostrils and acting like you have your big girl pants on when talking to me. That is how someone is going to get hurt. And trust me here, Mal...can’t help you...and even he has to know what I’m capable of…”
“So both of you, get in the ring, bring all you can and hope you can get a win while my back is turned cause that is the only thing you can do to rip that opportunity from me..”
