It’s a rather cool day in Tampa, Florida as Violet Amelia Holt is sitting inside an empty Amalie Arena as a ring crew is working hard setting up for the VWL’s flagship show Wednesday Night Rampage. Violet is watching from the top of the bleachers as she thinks about her number one contenders match for the Bombshell Roulette Championship. A lot of scenarios are flashing through her mind as a small smile crosses her face.
“In exactly two weeks, Bea Barnhart will find herself in a world of trouble. I saw your promo and I must say you talk a lot for a lucky bitch,” Violet says while placing her hands on top of her knees.
”I try very hard not to let my emotions show because in this business emotions get you no where. However, since you are talking a whole lot of nonsense about how this match is going to go I figured it was time to let my emotions soar like an eagle in the sky,” Violet continues as she stands up to her feet and steps onto the bleacher stairs. She takes one step down as her phone starts ringing inside her jacket pocket.
Violet pulls her phone out and sees her sister’s picture under the number. “Hey Shelby,” she answers after pressing the answer button. “Hey Vi,” Shelby replies back. “What’s up Shel?” Violet asks. “Just letting you know that I’m not going to be in Tampa until next week,” Shelby answers as Violet nodded her head. “That’s fine Shel. I’m in Amalie right now anyway,” Violet replies.
Violet is still chatting on the phone when her dad walks up the bleachers. “Hi daddy,” she says while putting a hand over the receiver on her cell phone. “Hi darling,” he responds with a heartfelt smile on his face. “Are you preparing yourself mentally for My Bloody Valentine?” he asks her as Violet shrugs her shoulders. “I’m about as ready as I’m going to be,” she answers as he turns to watch his ring crew hard at work. “You know there is already so much history in this city when it comes to us Holts,” he starts to recall his wrestling days as Violet rolls her eyes. “Oh man,” she mentions into the phone. “What?” Shelby questions. “Dad is doing it again,” answers Violet. “Doing what? Cursing like a sailor,” jokes Shelby. “Not yet but he is recalling his career,” Violet says as a loud smack can be heard through the phone.
Dustin turns his head to see his daughter still on the phone. “Who are you talking to Violet?” He asks her. “I’m talking to Shelby,” she answers as his eyes lit up. “Ooh,” he hoots as Violet hands him her cell phone. “Why are you handing me your phone?” He questions her. “I’m going to go get something from catering and thought you would like to talk to Shelby,” she answers as he smiles. He politely takes the phone and takes a few steps up to talk. As he does so, Violet heads down the opposite direction and heads for the catering table. She stops at the concession stand orders herself an ice latte. She takes a sip before walking over towards the table with all kinds of food.
She is standing there looking over the food trying to decide what she would like to eat first when someone calls out her name. “Violet,” the voice rings out as she doesn’t hear them at first. “Violet,” the voice repeats three more times as Violet turns slowly around while mumbling under her breath. When turns fully around, her eyes lock on to a middle age woman with fair skin and dark red hair. Violet gasps as she drops her ice latte onto the floor. “Mom!?” She says shockingly as the woman walks up to her and wraps her arms around her. “What are you doing here mother?” asks Violet as her mother pulls back while placing her hands on both shoulders. “You have become a very beautiful young lady,” her mom says as Violet is staring into her mom’s eyes. “You didn’t answer my question,” she says while gritting her teeth. “I just love what you have done with your hair. I wouldn’t have done it that way but that’s just me,” Her mom continues to dodge Violet’s question as she continues to make condescending remarks about Violet’s appearance.
“Mom, why are you here?” Violet asks again. “Is there a man in your life or are you more into girls?” Her mother continues to dodge the question as Violet is visibly starting to become upset. The relationship between mother and daughter has been strained since her mother left Dustin while he was competing in Japan. Violet feels her mother is more superficial than most women in the world. “Mother, will you stop being a total bitch,” she finally says out of frustration. Her mother looks at her before slapping her across the face. “Don’t you dare call your mother that word again,” she scolds Violet as Violet lifts her head and glares at her mother.
“Janet,” a voice calls out as both ladies turn their heads. Janet smiles while running over towards Dustin and flinging her arms around his neck. He reaches up and pulls her arms away from him. “Why don’t you go find Uncle JT honey?” Dustin suggests as Violet nods her head and walks away from the area. She gets further down the corridor and hears her father break into a foul language tirade that makes her giggle.
Violet turns the corner and sees one of the VWL cameramen setting up a couple cameras in the backstage area. “Hey,” she calls out. The cameraman turns his head and just nods it. “Do you mind helping me out?” She asks him as he nods his head again. She smiles as he places the camera onto his shoulder and gives her the signal to go ahead.
”My Bloody Valentine 3 marks my first pay per view appearance for Sin City Wrestling. We are in beautiful Tampa, Florida where my family has a history in this great city. My daddy became a household in this city. He won his tenth and thirtieth world championship in this city. It’s only fitting that I care on that legacy. Now in order for me to do that I have to face a woman who was just lucky in our first encounter. That woman is Bea Barnhart,” Violet pauses so she could catch her breath.
”I heard Bea talk about how she is going to do this and do that against me. I don’t think she knows what is waiting for this time around. You see I’m well aware that this match is determined by a Roulette wheel. I already see where you mindset is though. You think because you got a sleeper hold on me that you assume that it will happen again. Well think again chump stain. We are on an even playing field. However, I have more experience when it comes to hardcore matches. I can adapt to my surroundings. I’m not afraid to bleed. I will do whatever it takes to prove everyone wrong,” Violet takes another minute to catch her breath.
”I hope you aren’t taking me lightly Bea. You did that against me the first time and it almost caught you. Since that win, you have done nothing that screams impressive. I know that I have no room to talk. Judging by my record, I shouldn’t be in this match but I impressed the owners enough with my skills that they saw potential in me. I’m not going to let them down. I’m going to show you why I am five feet of crazy,” Violet smirks while signaling towards the cameraman to stop recording.
