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MYRA RIVERS (c) vs ROXI JOHNSON - INTERNET TITLE
« on: May 10, 2021, 10:09:16 AM »
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“To err is human - but it feels divine.”
? Mae West

Myra Rivers

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"Learning from My Mistakes"
« Reply #1 on: May 15, 2021, 11:29:57 PM »
“Never, ever make the mistake of taking everything for granted… and this is coming from someone who has made that mistake time and time again…”

February 2013

I remember these times well. It was getting near the end of my PRW career, although I didn’t know it at this point. I was taking the time to sign some autographs for some fans on the night that I was set to defend the PRW Intercontinental Championship. It was amazing seeing so many people supporting me. I couldn’t help but smile as I continued to sign autograph after autograph for every adoring fan that night.

“You are so amazing, Myra…” a fan told me as I signed an autograph for her and her daughter. “You’re such an amazing role model for my daughter.”

“Thank you,” I said back.

“You are without question, the greatest wrestler in PRW history: Hall of Famer, triple crown winner, among other things. And you’ve beaten Lexi how many times already? There’s no way you’re going to be losing the title to her tonight.”

“Hey, I already know I’ve got this!” I said with a smile as I moved on to the next fan.

“You’ve been the face of the franchise for many years now…” a fan wearing a Cardiff City soccer jersey told me. “You’re truly one of the all time greats in this company and in this business!”

“I appreciate that very much!” I said as I signed his autograph and soaked in those words, feeling incredibly amazing about them.

“An all time great doesn’t lose to an upstart, and you’re not going to do that tonight.” he said.

“Hell no, I won’t! Thank you!”

He left, replaced by a bespectacled woman in a women’s style Kansas Jayhawks jersey.

“How much longer until you’re PRW World Champion again?” she asked me as she handed me a poster of myself with the world title.

“Not too much longer, I assure you of that. Once I defeat Lexie tonight and once  again retain my Intercontinental Championship, I think it’s about damn time I begin to shoot for it again!”

“You’re damn right about that!” she said, beaming with joy as I signed her poster. “Lexie’s already had chance after chance to beat you and she never has! This is in the bag, girlfriend!”

I smiled as I moved along to the next fan, cosplaying as Link from the Zelda series, though all this did was bring a laugh out of me.

“Shouldn’t you be focusing on your title first?” he asked me, catching me off guard. “It seems kind of ungrateful that you’re talking about your title like it’s some sort of stepping stone.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that…” I said as he gave me a rubber Zelda sword to sign. “I’m just confident in what I am capable of. That’s all it is. Lexie isn’t going to beat me. She’s not there yet. She’s not capable of taking that next step, which I’ve proven time and time again already.”

“Don’t be overconfident…” the Zelda fan warned me as I signed the rubber sword. As the Legend of Zelda teaches: you never underestimate an enemy in battle.”

I widened my eyes in confusion at the whole experience as he walked away. I didn’t heed his warning and really didn’t think of it much. Fan after fan kept coming up to me and as I signed autographs for them, I was hearing constant praise.

“You’re the greatest ever!” I heard from a fan.

“You’re going to destroy Lexie.” another one said.

“When you win the world title back, you’re going to prove that you’re the one true franchise of PRW and not any of the other bitches that try to hold you down.”

“Why do you even have the Intercontinental title when you’re more than good enough to be world champion?”

“How much of a chance do you think Lexie has in beating you tonight?” the last fan in line for the autograph session asked me as I signed an 8 by 10.

“None.” I said with a laugh. “She just doesn’t have the passion to take that next step. I know my resume. I know my reputation. I know I am the most decorated wrestler that PRW has ever had. I’ve got the record for most tag team championships in company history. I’ve always been front and center of the main event scene. Lexie’s someone that hasn’t come close to any of that. How can I lose to someone like her? When you compare the resumes, there’s no way she can beat me. I’ll commit what I need to commit in my effort and I’m going to beat her again.”

“Good! “ the final fan stated. “And then you can move on and challenge for the world title.”

“You know it!” I said with a confident smile before the fan departed. From there, I was able to move on to my night, defending a title I had defended proudly against an opponent that had not figured me out whatsoever. I was already imagining what challenging for the world title would be like, taking for granted the title I already had.

March 2020

“I didn’t realize the mistake that I was making…” I reflected when I remembered this night. “I was soaking in all the adulation and all of the superstardom and I wasn’t thinking about the big picture. I wasn’t thinking about what mattered. I was just focused on my own ego and my own accomplishments and thinking I had it all figured out… and then Lexie beat me for the title that I took for granted because I overlooked her and was thinking ahead to the world title…”

I was feeling nervous after I expressed this answer to a couple of talent relations people in Sin City Wrestling the day that they called me in for a Zoom interview. This was my one chance to sign with them and I knew that one wrong answer could very well mean the end of my career considering my age and the bad reputation that I built up.

“That’s the best example I can think of when it comes to letting my own reputation get to my head… as far as it pertains to an opponent anyway” I said to the pair.

“Is it?” the ‘bad cop’ of the interview asked. “What about GCW? You betrayed your own best friend and slept with her boyfriend to screw over her career because you couldn’t stand the fact that she was becoming more successful than you.”

“Frank…” the ‘good cop’ of the interview stated. “Why do we need to get into that?”

“Andy, what she did in GCW was deplorable. Myra has no question been one of the most incredible, talented competitors of her own generation and that’s why we’re even giving her a chance to talk to us. Myra, wasn’t your entire GCW career letting your fame and reputation get to your head?”

“I thought this was an interview, not an interrogation…” I said, already feeling uncomfortable. “If you need me to answer the question… fine. It was. I screwed up and that’s putting it mildly. Yes, I destroyed my friendship with my lifelong best friend. Yes, I tried to end her career. Yes, I nearly killed her during the wars that we had. Yes, I formed one of the most diabolical factions GCW had ever seen and manipulated my way to the top, not caring about the well being of other people. I hurt so many people in GCW with the way I behaved and I did it all out of a place of insecurity. I felt like nothing I accomplished in my career really mattered and I was not satisfied with it all because I let ONE match two years prior to my GCW arrival tell me that. I have no excuses for the horrific things that I did in GCW. I will never, ever justify anything I did. I was in a bad place. All I thought about was that I didn’t want to end my career with PRW and feeling like I failed my daughter by losing my last match there. I let it get to my head. It wasn’t the first time, it wasn’t the last time.”

“Did you really abuse Andrea Hernandez the way you did?” Frank asked me. “Do you think she’d be comfortable being on the same roster with you again.”

“Bygones are bygones with that…” I said with a regretful sigh. “I’d take back everything I ever did to her in a heartbeat.”

“What is the likelihood of you ever relapsing back to what you were in GCW, in SCW? Rate it from one to ten”

“One. I never, ever want to be that person again. In Carnage Wrestling, I proved that I learned that lesson. I may have started out as that person, but I cleaned up my act and made every effort I could to be better.”

“Is that why you had a big relapse when you severely concussed your worst enemy in Carnage with that ring bell to get the Ultraviolent title back?”

I let out an exasperated sigh at Frank’s question.

“I never said that my efforts to be better were perfect.”

I was trying to keep my composure, but the questions were really getting to me.

“Clearly they weren’t considering you threw a temper tantrum and left Carnage because things weren’t going your way!”

“Frank, please!” Andy pleaded with him, all while I was feeling like my career was flashing before my eyes. “We don’t need to be so hard on her. Yeah, she’s screwed up a bunch over her career and she’s developed such a bad reputation and everything, but people change and people learn from their mistakes. So she had a bad ending in Carnage. So she did what she did in GCW. Has she made an excuse for it at all?”

“...shockingly no…”

“I never would…” I interjected. “We’re all bound to make mistakes. I’ve taken championships I’ve held for granted just because they’re not a world title. I’ve been caught with my skirt down by opponents who knew I was looking past them and the second or third tier title that I had at the time just because I felt like I deserved the world title. It happened back in PRW with the example that I gave you. Lexie beat me for the Intercontinental title and yeah, that was a huge bruise to the ego. Mea culpa on that. Magdalena Lockheart in Carnage caught me looking ahead to the world title and took the Ultraviolent one from me, then I snapped to win it back from her.”

:”Alright, so let’s ask you this…” Andy said in a calm voice. “Say you were the Roulette or Internet Champion in the Bombshells division and you end up with a memorable reign where you truly establish yourself as a key member of the roster. Would you be tempted to think ‘world title’?”

“Naturally…” I admitted with a sigh.

“Of course. But what would you do differently this time around to make sure that you don’t make that same mistake again?”

“One match at a time…” I said with confidence. “I would focus on the belt that I have and not take it for granted. I would not listen to any of the hearsay, good or bad. I’d tune all of it out so that it doesn’t get to my head. I’d keep my focus on a match by match basis for as long as I held the title in question and never, ever overlook my opponent. I don’t care who they are. I don’t care if they are the best on the roster or the worst on the roster, I would maintain my focus where it matters and win every single defense that stands in my way until someone takes that title from me. I’m at the point in my career where I can’t afford to take things for granted. I know that if you hire me, this might be my last chance in professional wrestling.”

Tears were starting to form in my eyes when the subject of the end of my career came about. This was the moment where I was truly feeling remorseful for all of the things that I had done. I reflected for a bit on GCW and all of the people that I had hurt. I had imagined the faces of every last one of them. I reflected on all of the abuse I ever put Andrea Hernandez through and it just shattered my heart. I remembered Carnage Wrestling and how badly I screwed up in the end. That guilt of concussing someone with a ring bell after I had lost my cool was coursing through me and it was incredibly difficult to come to terms with. That shame and humiliation that I felt when I reflected on when I chose to leave for the reason that I did brought the tears out of me.

“I’ve screwed up… over and over and over again…” I said as I wiped a tear away. “I’ve burned so many bridges. I’ve let my ego get in my way time and time again. Even back in the PRW days, long before I became what I became in GCW, I thought the whole world should’ve revolved around me and I was all about being a franchise face. I disrespected opponents by thinking I was better than them. Even then, I pissed off so many people. But I want to tell you both something and you can take it or leave it. I want to be part of Sin City Wrestling…”

I paused for a deep breath and a moment to dry my eyes.

“I want one more chance in this business! I want to redeem myself and show the world what I can do when I have the purest of heart and the purest of soul in me. I want to prove to myself that I can be better, that I will be better and that I will never, ever take anything for granted again. I want to prove to this company that I deserve to be here and I want to be the best possible asset I can be. If you hire me, you’ll get me at my absolute BEST… EVER… as a wrestler… and more importantly, as a person! Still, no matter what happens, I’m grateful that you even took the time to talk to me today.”

Frank and Andy seemed perplexed at first as they didn’t know what to think.

“I make no excuses for everything I’ve done, but if you give me the chance to prove that I’ve learned, you will not regret it.”

“I don’t know…” Frank said, still playing the bad cop. “A checkered history IS a checkered history. However, I feel like you’re genuinely sorry for all that you’ve done.”

“Yeah, I feel that too. Even more so. We just want to have the best individuals that we can have on our roster and we think you’re going to be a hell of a fit.”

“Just one last thing, Myra…” Frank added. “You’re going to be facing the toughest competition of your entire career at the age of 35. It’s going to be an uphill climb. You’re going to have losses. You’re going to get frustrated. You’re going to question yourself a lot here. Are you sure you can handle the roller coaster?”

“...I’m POSITIVE that I can!”

“Then consider yourself hired!” Frank said, which brought joy to my heart.

“You wanted the opportunity to prove you’ve changed and learned from your mistakes! Here’s your chance now!”

“Thank you SO MUCH!” I said as tears of joy began to stream down my face. “I’m NEVER going to take this for granted. I know that wrestling sometimes can be an unforgiving business but I promise you that I’m not going to repeat the same mistakes that I’ve made over and over and over again.

“Don’t disappoint us…” Frank said sternly as the Zoom call ended shortly thereafter.

All I could remember after that was the incredible happiness in my heart that I had one more chance in this business. I certainly celebrated this because it felt like it was my greatest accomplishment in my career in a long while, for quite a few years in fact. But when the happiness faded, I knew deep down that when I had arrived in Sin City Wrestling, I now had to put my money where my mouth is. Now I knew that I had to live up to my word and that I had to prove myself all over again. It was certainly scary for me, especially at first, but as my Bombshells Internet Championship reign has p[roved on all levels, I’ve managed to pass the toughest test of my career in spades so far.

I know that since I’ve been part of this company, I’ve certainly shown that I’ve learned from my mistakes and GCW having me as part of their Hall of Fame class certainly proves that I’ve been forgiven…

...though there are still the select few who still don’t believe I’ve really learned my lesson…

April 11, 2021

Backstage at Climax Control, I was definitely nervous when I approached the locker room of someone that I was about to talk to. I had an invitation in my hand for the GCW Hall of Fame ceremony that is to take place very soon. Taking a deep breath, I walked through the open door of the locker room and walked right into Andrea Hernandez, who had just showered and dressed out following her win over Ruby Steele earlier in the night. Suffice to say, my presence annoyed her.

“What the hell do you want?” Andrea said to me.

“I just wanted to talk to you about something.”

“What? You’re going to congratulate me on doing what you couldn’t do in the Blast from the Past tournament?” She snickered at me, all while I cringed at that awful low blow she just delivered to my still-broken heart stemming from that outcome.

“You did a fine job with that, Andrea. But, that’s not what I’m here for. I know that things between us have always been rocky and to say the least, I’ve been very horrible to you in the past. I understand that you still resent me for that and I don’t blame you. I can never take back all the abuse I put you through back in GCW. But, I just want us to be cordial so I’m here to give you this…”

Andrea looked quite skeptical as she came up to me and took the envelope. She opened the envelope and pulled out a card that was the invitation for the Hall of Fame ceremony.

“Really?” she asked me in an annoyed tone. “Myra, it’s bullshit that they’re even putting you in their Hall of Fame. In my book, they’re glorifying all of the abuse that you put Clarissa through, that you put Chelsea through, and especially the abuse that you put ME through! Why would I want to be part of something that enables what you did?”

“Andrea, they’re not enabling it.” I said, trying to plead my case. “I know that I wasn’t a model citizen in GCW. I’ve always seen this as bygones being bygones with them and the chance to end my time there on a good note. We’ve been out of GCW for two and a half years now and only this year, they extended me the offer. I had to earn that offer, Andrea. They even told me that the way I’ve been here in SCW really impressed them.”

“The way you’ve been in SCW…” Andrea says with a scoff as she tears up my invitation, and perhaps my heart along with it as this made me so dejected. “You’re only acting this way because everything’s gone your way. Heck, I’m shocked that losing to Ruby Steele didn’t already make you go off the deep end. I guess having a record breaking reign keeps you afloat, doesn’t it? SCW may have given you a chance. But I won’t. GCW may have forgiven you. I never will. To me, you’re never going to be anything more than the bitch that abused and bullied me in GCW. You haven’t learned from your mistakes. You probably don’t even think you did anything wrong, knowing how you are. This whole thing is all a facade! I know who you really are and once you lose that Internet title, the real you is going to come out. Being a Mary Poppins here doesn’t erase what you’ve done.”

“I get that I did what I did to you, but you realize you’re making the exact same mistakes I’ve made before, right?”

“No I’m NOT!” Andrea said angrily. “I don’t go around doing the shit you did!”

“Christina Rose says otherwise…” I retorted, causing Andrea to roll her eyes. “...you can think whatever you want about me, Andrea. You can tear up that invitation. You can tell me that you’ll never forgive me but let me tell you something, the day you realize that you’ve fucked up and the day you realize you’ve got so much work to do to redeem yourself, I’ll be here for you.”

“Whatever, Myra…” Andrea said as she rolled her eyes. “...don’t act all holier than thou on me. You’re holding back, but you really do want to beat the shit out of me don’t you? Fuck off!”

Andrea walks by me, even putting her hand directly in my face before leaving me alone. Contrary to her accusations, I wasn’t wanting to beat the hell out of her. But still, I’d be lying if I said that her continued rejection and her constant belief that I hadn’t changed at all doesn’t get to me.

April 28, 2021

Seventeen days after that awkward conversation, I took a detour into Chicago. I had another invitation in my hands as I was in the waiting room of a hospital. I was partially nervous, but also partially concerned because I was about to see someone that had also played a big part in my career, for better or worse. I tapped around the invitation in my hands for a bit before a nurse came into the room.

“The patient is ready to see you now.”

I nodded and nervously stood up. I walked through the hallway and into the room that the person I was about to see was in. Taking a deep breath, and having that same amount of awkwardness, I walked in and saw my other GCW protege, Chelsea LeClair, sit up on the hospital bed she was in. Her forehead was bandaged and she looked like hell. She had a championship of her own right next to her and I could tell that she was in a lot of pain. Yet, when she saw me, she was smiling through her pain. She kept up this cheery attitude as I saw down next to her.

“This is a surprise…” Chelsea said.

“That was a brutal barbwire deathmatch you went through…” I said with concern in my voice. “I saw that after I had Kimberly go to bed for the night and I really wasn’t sure you were going to make it through that. But you did… and you’re still a world champion.”

“Yeah, I guess I have done some amazing things in my own right haven’t I? It’s crazy. I’m getting all sorts of press coverage and I’ve got people saying I’m Revo 1’s golden girl and everything. It’s funny, I never imagined that they’d see me as a franchise player. Of course, you’re familiar with that status considering you’ve had it yourself before.”

“I will have to agree with that ‘golden girl’ label, Chelsea. But let me warn you, that’s so much responsibility that you’re carrying on your shoulders. You’re experiencing the same highs that I have many times before and this is all new to you. Don’t you ever lose your heart for this. Don’t you ever forget all the obstacles that you ever went through in order to get to where you are right now and yes, that includes all of the crap I put you through in GCW.”

Chelsea had a touched, yet confused, look in her eyes. Remembering how I tortured, bullied and tormented her back in GCW really brought back some of that old guilt.

“I’m sorry if I’m being too much right now Chelsea. I just don’t want you to ever make the same mistakes that I made. I hope you never do. I hope you never end up just like… forget it…”

“Like Andrea?” Chelsea said with a good spirited laugh.

“She still hates me and thinks I’m the same person and that really just gets to me.”

“Don’t let her get to you. She’s just talking a whole bunch of shit because she doesn’t want to let go of the past.”

“Is it really talking shit when she wasn’t exactly wrong? I put both of you through hell… you… oh god, don’t get me started with you. Every time I have to pass by a boiler room, I have to remember that one time I locked you in one over something so stupid. Then there was that brainwashing that happened to you via hypnosis that Adrian and I orchestrated and the fact that your career was derailed for years because of me when you fell into drugs and became a joke in the industry and…”

“Myra…”

“Chelsea, I can never forget what I put you through…”

“Can you slow down for a second? Please?”

“Sure…”

“I want you to look at that title that I have over there, and I want you to tell me if you should continue to stress about me and what you’ve put me through. Yeah, you did horrible things to me but I’m over it. I’ve been over it. I’ve seen what you’ve done in SCW. I’ve seen how you are and I know that when I watch your matches, I am seeing the real you. I never met the real you back in GCW. I understand that you had some old insecurities that you took out on me and I really know you’ve tried so hard to be the best you can be. What shows me the wrestler and the person that you are is what you just did on Sunday when you defended your title.”

“What do you mean?” I asked Chelsea out of curiosity.

“You had every reason to mail it in on Sunday against Johanna and had every reason to look past her and your title for the World title because of how close you were to getting a shot at it. You didn’t. You fought with your heart and soul just like you always have since you’ve been there. You could’ve snapped and you could’ve done something really stupid like assault Ruby Steele and cost her that match against Andrea, and you didn’t. The way you have handled the Blast from the Past tournament and that heartbreak of coming so close yet so far shows me how much you’ve learned and how much you’ve grown since GCW and it shows me you’ve truly learned your lesson from all the horrible things that you’ve done. Andrea may not forgive you and see that, but who cares. I do.”

I could only help but smile at Chelsea’s observations.

“You could’ve looked past Johanna with Roxi on the horizon and you didn’t. If you were going to screw up and make the same mistakes all over again, you almost certainly would’ve done it already. You’ve been a champion for as long as you have and you’re having the time of your career because you’ve grown from your mistakes and to me, that’s what matters. That’s why I don’t hold a grudge like Andrea has. I never thought I’d say this, but you’ve been a bit of an inspiration to me lately!”

Chelsea smiles through her pain and I’m smiling through my own. Chelsea’s forgiving nature certainly warms my heart quite a bit and is an incredibly amazing reminder of how far I’ve come since coming to Sin City Wrestling. Taking a deep breath and exuding some confidence, I reveal the invitation that Andrea had rejected.

“I guess you wouldn’t mind coming to this…”

I hand Chelsea the invitation to my GCW Hall of Fame induction. She wastes no time opening the envelope and pulling out the card. The sight of this causes her to smile.

“Thank you! I’d LOVE to go to your induction! I think it’s going to be amazing and I’m glad that you and GCW are on great terms again. I know you’re not taking for granted the opportunity to close out that chapter of your career on a better note.”

“I’m not, Chelsea. Thank you for accepting the invitation. You have no idea how much this means to me. It’s going to be incredibly awkward knowing that GCW is going to meet, well… the real me for the first time. But, I know that they’re at least going to accept her.”

:”You’re alright Myra, you really are!”

Through her physical pain from going through a barbwire deathmatch the night before, she’s still able to extend her arms toward me. I moved in and returned the gesture as we became locked in an embrace. Considering Chelsea’s situation, I tried to be as gentle with her as possible. I did see her cringe with some pain when we broke our embrace, but she was still maintaining an upbeat attitude nonetheless.

“Thanks! I’ll see you at the Hall of Fame!” I said confidently.

“You bet!”

Taking a sigh of relief, I stood up, turned and began to walk away. I was perfectly content with leaving the hospital room at this point, but just when I was about to walk out, Chelsea stopped me to say one more thing.

“Oh… Myra?”

I turned back to face her.

“Yeah?” I asked with curiosity.

“It means so much to me that you came!”

Hearing those words truly warmed my heart.

“Thank you, Chelsea. I’m glad to hear that. I’m glad that there isn’t a grudge or any sort of bitterness between us.”

I turned and left the room at that point as I began to feel amazing about the entire situation at hand. As I walked through the floor and got into the elevator to take me back down to the first floor of the hospital, I really began to think about my year that I had in Sin City Wrestling and I began to reflect on my Internet Championship reign and all of the amazing memories and all of the great moments that I had for the nearly 300 days that I had the championship.

“The focus right now is Roxi…” I thought to myself as I exited the elevator. “I may have world title aspirations again, but I’ll worry about that when I get there. I’ve got to stay focused on being the best Bombshells Internet Champion I can be. I’m not taking this title for granted now. I’m sure as hell not taking Roxi for granted. I know what this match means to me. I know what’s going to happen. Either I remain champion and become the first Bombshell ever to have a 300 day title reign, or Roxi wins and I get to move forward to what comes next and I already know in my heart what ‘next’ is going to be. One way or another, I’m going to show Sin City Wrestling exactly why I’ve been as successful as I have been…”

May 15, 2021

Finding myself in Miami for the time being, the camera is on me and I am intensely focused. This was the first time that I now got to address Roxi directly as far as the match at hand is concerned but I wasn’t nervous about it at all. I knew that I had the records that I have now. I was long aware that I was now the longest reigning champion in the history of the Bombshells division and the second longest reigning champion in Sin City Wrestling history and while those accolades were nice, those were the furthest thing from my mind. I wasn’t thinking about the records. I wasn’t thinking about the 300 day mark. I wasn’t even thinking about the world title picture. Roxi and Roxi only was the only thing on my mind as I began to express my thoughts.

“Two hundred and ninety four days. When Into the Void hits, that’s how long my championship reign is going to be. I never, ever imagined that this would happen, but here we are. And now? I’m going to have unquestionably the toughest defense that I’ve had yet in Roxi Johnson. I’ve stated before that this is going to be one hell of a dream match for me. I’ve been talking ad nauseum for weeks about what this match is going to mean to me and I’m not going to beat that dead horse. It’s weird for a champion to be saying this, but the reality is, with this match, I don’t have anything to lose. Sure, I can lose the Internet Championship and against someone like Roxi, that is a complete possibility. But, I’m going to say this straight up. If that were to occur, I would not be sad about it. I will not be angry. I will not throw a fit. I will not be gutted and devastated. The reign that I’ve had speaks for itself and if Into the Void really is the end, I have no shame, just pride to feel and just knowing that, makes my mindset into this match so much better. It takes SO much pressure off of me going up against someone like Roxi, who I already know is going to be difficult in and of itself. There is no pressure on me going into this match Roxi, and this isn’t to underestimate you or to undersell what you’re capable of. It’s all because I go into this match with nothing but pride in everything that I’ve done with this championship and that provides me with the perspective that I’ve maintained throughout the entire journey here.

I do want you to know ONE big thing right now, Roxi. I’m not your typical opponent. Throughout your time here, you’ve faced women like Andrea who do nothing but throw temper tantrums when they don’t get their way. You’ve faced women like Amber Ryan who want to do nothing but hurt you. You’ve faced egotists and self-righteous women like Alicia Lukas who keeps having to remind the world how dominant she once was and how great she thinks she still is and who thinks that the division still revolves around her. You’re not going to get that with me. Your brain is hardwired to face women like those that I’ve mentioned. Will it be able to adapt against an opponent like me who HAS been all of what I just described about the other women I just mentioned at an earlier point in her career but no longer is and hasn’t been in so long? Pit two of your favorite superheroes against one another, Roxi. That’s the type of match that this is going to be. I have had MANY opportunities to brag about being so dominant. I’ve had many chances to brag about the records I’ve broken. I’ve had chance after chance to make this title all about me and say that it’s nothing without me, but I haven’t, I won’t. I’ve made that mistake far too many times in my career and I’ve yet to make that mistake at all during my Internet Championship reign. I’ve only made that mistake ONCE against Bobbie Dahl when I first got here and I STILL managed to overcome that and become a stronger wrestler than ever.

It was the same supercard event, Into the Void, where I began my rise up the rankings with my win over Amber Ryan. I could’ve gone into my next match with Alicia Lukas thinking I had it all figured out. I didn’t. I went in with a humble mindset of taking nothing for granted and I defeated her. I could’ve let my guard down from that when I challenged Kate Steele for this very championship and I could’ve let my win over Alicia get to my head. Instead, I grinded and I ended what was then tied for the longest Internet Championship reign ever. I could’ve basked in the glow for too damn long and left myself vulnerable for Kate to take the title back from me after three weeks. I could’ve looked past Sam Marlowe and her struggles of the time. I could’ve looked past Maki and looked ahead to High Stakes. I could’ve taken Seleana for granted considering the slump she’s been in for some time now. I could’ve been tempted to mail it in against Candy or go through the motions against Maki the second time I defended against her. I could’ve let the Blast from the Past tournament get to me against Ruby and that could’ve cost me the title. I could’ve looked past Johanna because you were on the horizon.

And yet… I did NONE of those things! MANY champions in the same situation as me would’ve fallen into ANY of those traps that I just mentioned, traps that I have fallen into myself many times before in my career, Roxi. But not once did I ever do that, not even with the Blast from the Past finals. I have been the Internet Champion for as long as I have because I have done the one thing that has defined my entire career here in Sin City Wrestling and that is learning from my mistakes and I know how damn lucky I am that I even had the opportunity to show that I’ve learned from my mistakes in the first place considering I had such a bad reputation in this business I made Joan Jett’s bad reputation pale inc comparison, if you know what I mean. A few years ago, I would’ve been your typical opponent, Roxi. But over the years, I’ve learned, I’ve grown and I’ve put myself in position for incredible success in the near future whether I still have this championship after Into the Void or not. I respect ALL that you’ve accomplished for this company and for this division, but you’re not going to be the one that ends this reign. I’ve come too far in my time here to fall short now. You’re going to give me the hardest defense yet and believe me, I appreciate that very much but at the end of the day, this is my opportunity to prove how strong as a wrestler I’ve become. I defeat you and I put the icing on the cake of this championship reign. You truly have no idea how motivated I am for this, Roxi. But the question is, are you?

I know you’ve had a lot going on. You’ve acknowledged as such. You’ve apologized for such. I know that the Punk Metal Connection was on your priority list. But I’ve been preparing for this match from the moment you won this gauntlet. I’m GLAD you won this gauntlet because I get to face an honorable opponent that I’ve never faced before and who truly wants to be the Internet Champion for the spirit of competition and for the prestige of this championship NOT like OTHER WOMEN who want this title to pad their egos or for some silly revenge from other companies. In the end though, I know I’m more prepared for this than you are, not just because my focus has been on you for weeks, but because of where our careers have gone as of late. I’ve had the reign that I’ve had, and yet, ever since you lost the world title to Christina Rose, you haven’t been a champion in SCW. You’ve had some chances, there’s no doubt about that. You even challenged your own wife for the world title, as tough as that was for you, but when it comes to the big moments? You’ve fallen short. You had that chance against Keira, you had that chance to regain it earlier when Andrea won that triple threat with you and Christina. You had a chance to face Kate Steele for this title and win it from her, you didn’t. You had the chance to end things your way against Amber, but you didn’t. You’ve even had the chance to beat Johanna Krieger and you didn’t. Hell, you even have a recent loss to Andrea on a supercard as of late and that was another big match loss for you

The fact of the matter is, I KNOW I am more prepared for this because in the big moments, it’s been ME that has stepped up to the plate. Not that you haven’t had your fair share of big wins lately. You DID win the gauntlet to face me and that was impressive in and of itself, but in the moments that matter, ever since you lost that world title to Christina, you’ve fallen short every single time and while that familiar drive and determination that I know you for having has always been there and never waivered, for whatever reason, in the moments that matter, you just haven’t been able to elevate that drive and determination to another level. Had you done so, I’m almost positive you would’ve capitalized on at least ONE of the big match opportunities that you’ve had. One would think that you’d learn from your shortcomings as I have throughout my entire run in this company, but the more big match losses you continue to pile up, the more it’s questionable if you really do learn from your mistakes and your shortcomings. I know in my heart that you do to some degree and that’s what I want to see from you at Into the Void, I can tell you that right now. I don’t bring any of this up to be mean or nasty to you, Roxi. I’ve never been one to hold back and filter the truth from people. You’re always going to have that Hall of Fame resume and you are going to be a champion in this division again someday, but look within yourself and see what I’m saying.

I know to some degree, falling short again and again in the biggest moments and the brightest opportunities hurts you to some degree. As a competitor, that’s natural. A lesser woman and a lesser wrestler, in my shoes, would look at your situation and think that they have it in the bag just because you’ve fallen short in the moments that matter as of late, but I’m not thinking like that. I’m not going into this thing thinking that I’m facing the Roxi Johnson that got pinned by Ruby Steele in the Blast from the Past tournament, I’m going into this thing thinking that I’m facing the Roxi that won that gauntlet. I’m not going into this thing thinking that I’m facing the Roxi that got bested by Andrea Hernandez, I’m going into this thing thinking that I’m facing the ONE woman on this roster that has been Alicia Lukas’s kryptonite and believe me, I’ve noticed that against you, she has greatly struggled and that’s not insignificant at all. I’m not going into this thing thinking that I’m facing the Roxi Johnson that lost to Kate Steele when she got to challenge her for the Internet title. No, I’m going into this thing thinking that I’m facing Roxi Johnson, the giant killer and while I don’t fancy myself as a giant, I DO know my history.

I DO know that when Alicia Lukas had her 280 day world title reign, which was then the longest title reign in the history of the division at the time, it was YOU that ended that reign. At Into the Void, you’re going to have the opportunity to repeat history by once again being the one to end the longest title reign in the history of the division. That has been my mindset the entire time because there’s no way in hell I am going to make the same mistakes I’ve made before. I know what you’re capable of. I know your full potential and I’m going to treat this god damn thing knowing you’re going to be at your full potential. Into the Void is where everything really comes full circle for me because that was the same event last year where I began my rise and this year, I’m going to continue to cement it!

You know what’s interesting though, Roxi?

I’ve been told that if I never fell down the dark path that I fell down earlier in my career, I would’ve wound up just like you in the grand scheme of things. I would’ve had the same sterling, sparkling reputation and fanfare that you do and they’re not wrong. But I’ve fucked up too many times to ever be like you. I own that. But you know what else I realized? I’m okay with that. In the grand scheme of things, you’ve fucked up less than I have and when it comes to stature in this business, I can never have it like you have it. I’ve made mistakes that I know you never will and I’m okay with that because those mistakes I’ve made? They give me the advantage and that’s because I’ve had more to learn from than you have. I own my past, I own my mistakes. I learn from my mistakes and it’s made me a stronger wrestler today than I have ever been at any point in my career and that, for you Roxi, is going to be a steep hill to climb. I have no doubt in my mind that you will, but it’s not going to happen at Into the Void. Throughout it all, I am confident that my reign will see 300 days… and even if it doesn’t… I know I’ll be okay and that my brightest future is still ahead of me. You may end up being the one that ends this reign Roxi, quite possibly. If you do, great. Kudos to you. You become the first three time Internet Champion ever and I’ll be the first to congratulate you.

But with this championship, I still have more to do! I still have more to prove! That’s why I must… and why I WILL retain this title one more time at Into the Void!

I manage to retain my confidence showing how little I am overwhelmed and nervous by the challenge ahead of me as I shut off the camera, knowing that one way or another, my future will be brighter than ever.

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« Reply #2 on: May 15, 2021, 11:57:27 PM »
{We open backstage at CC300 as Roxi, Keira, Amy Marshal and Jessie Salco all walk backstage after their match. It is a collective of high fives and hugs all around for everyone, as they head back to their locker room and each take a seat, smiling and laughing at each other through rapid breaths from the satisfaction of the match. There is a moment of no real talking as each woman attempts to catch their breath fully, and they all share a knowing look at one another.}

 

Roxi – That was good.

 

Jessie – Hell yeah! 

 

Keira – I'm really happy we could all do this. It just sucks it might be for the last time.

 

Roxi – You okay, Amy?

 

{Amy rubbed at her neck, nodding and chuckling.}

 

Amy – I've had worse. A lot worse from you guys too.

 

{Amy winks and sticks out her tongue.}

 

Keira – Are you saying you want some more?

 

Amy – I guess that depends on what you’re offering...

 

{Keira does the shame-shame finger to Amy as Jessie just shakes her head and Roxi chuckles.}

 

Jessie – I swear you guys are so weird.

 

Keira – Ah, don’t worry best buddy, there’s always room for more.

 

Roxi – Okay, before this gets too awkward, I just wanna say I’m really proud of what we did out there tonight.

 

Jessie – It was an awesome thing to be out and do that. We rocked the house, just like I knew we would.

 

Keira – Yeah, it was amazing.

 

{The four all stand up and share a group hug, a moment of joy washes over them as they do so. Oncei t breaks, The realization sets in.}

 

Amy – I guess that’s it...

 

Keira – Things are just... different now, you know? You’re a mom now, you have other things you need to worry about. As do we...

 

{Keira touches her stomach and sighs.}

 

Keira – I don’t know how things are going to be in the future.

 

Amy – Wait... are you...

 

Keira – No, but it’s been on my mind a lot lately. You know? I mean, none of us are getting any younger and time’s ticking away and all that. I just... I’m torn now.

 

Jessie – You still got plenty left if you want to compete. But if have other plans, I think this is a good way to you know... move on.

 

Keira – Yeah, I got into the ring with my friends and my wife and had a great time.

 

Roxi – That's all that matters. You can take the time and think about everything, we’ll always have this.

 

{Amy hugs Keira and kisses her on the cheek.}

 

Amy – But if you take too long, I’m gonna steal your wife.

 

{Keira smiles a bit, Roxi shaking her head.}

 

Keira – Very funny, Amy.

 

Amy – Oh, you don’t think I can?

 

{Amy rushes over and picks up Roxi and tries to carry her away, and Keira gives chase and every gets a big laugh out of it. Amy eventually just puts Roxi down as Jessie pats Keira on the shoulder.}

 

Jessie – You know... I’m getting kind of hungry.

 

{Keira hears the word and her stomach rumbles.}

 

Keira – FOOD! LET’S GO!

 

{Keira quickly picks up her bags and rushes out of the room as Jessie shrugs and follows. Amy looks at Roxi as she goes to pick up her stuff.}

 

Amy – She's right, you know. Definitely gonna miss this.

 

Roxi – I know. 

 

Amy – Are you thinking the same thing she is?

 

Roxi – I can’t not think about it, but at the same time, I want to do some many other things. It’s a weird balance of things. I just have to focus on one thing at a time, and right now, I just wanna focus on tonight. Tonight was good and I am very thankful for it.

 

Amy – It was. You think we should find them?

 

Roxi – I have the keys. 

 

Amy – Ha. But you know how they are, they will eat a lot.

 

Roxi – Yeah, they will. I guess we should catch them before they eat some place out of buisness.

 

{Amy throws an arm around Roxi and kisses her on the cheek as well.}

 

Roxi – I'm gonna miss you while you’re gone Amy.

 

Amy – You can always come visit, you know.

 

Roxi – But then I may not be able to leave.

 

{Amy shrugs.}

 

Amy – You make it sound like a bad thing.

 

Roxi – Hush. Come on, let’s find them before we don’t get any food.

 

{Amy and Roxi grab their bags and head out, the four headed for a meal together, somewhere, as the scene fades.}

 




 

{Roxi and Keira returned home and Roxi plopped herself on the couch to sit with Nate and watch TV, casually playing with Nate’s long hair. Keira was off in the couple’s trophy room, and Keira was pacing back and forth, looking at all the championships and awards. Roxi saw the light on in the room and also Keira’s shadow as she paced back and forth over and over in the room. Roxi finally got up after a while of watching this, and then walked over to the trophy room where Keira was headed back in her direction, continuing to pace.}

 

Keira – Hey.

 

Roxi – You're going to make a trench if you pace long enough.

 

Keira – Sorry, just... thinking.

 

Roxi – I know I said to take all the time you need and everything, but you can’t let it consume you like this.

 

Keira – I’m trying not to, but it’s hard. I just started to think about this trophy room and all the stuff we did, and it’s so amazing, but you know... most of this stuff if yours. You’ve done all this and I’ve... I’ve only done a small amount of things. 

 

Roxi – Don’t be like that. Anything that says “Team Hero” on it, or your name, you are a part of. You did those things just like me. That’s why it says “TEAM” hero and not “Roxi Johnson and also Keira.” You are a big part of my success and your own success.

 

Keira – But you are a bigger part of my success. I wouldn’t be here without you. And it’s why I wonder how much longer do I want to go on and how many more fights do I want to have? How many more titles do I want to chase? It took me YEARS to win a world title, and that was a good feeling to have, but without your help, I wouldn’t have done it.

 

Roxi – I don’t think I was in the ring with you, helping you win matches Keira. I especially didn’t help you beat Alicia. You did that on your own. All I did was tell you that you could do it, and you did. 

 

Keira – I know...

 

Roxi – Look, if you don’t want to do this anymore, that’s okay. I'm not going to sit here and hold it against you for making your own choices. If you really are serious about the 2nd child, then we can talk about that, but let’s give it some thought first before we make any decisions. Let’s face it, Nate is almost 5 and he’s going to be starting school soon...

 

{Roxi’s expression changes to one of sad realization once the words leave her mouth.}

 

Keira – It’s why I’ve been thinking about it so much. Nate’s going to be in school. It seems like those 5 years went like nothing. It feels like just yesterday I was holding him in my arms and feeding him his first bottle. And he’s... he’s like a person now.

 

Roxi – He’s always been a person, Keira.

 

Keira – You know what I mean.

 

Roxi – I know, but I’m just saying let’s not rush into having another kid running around when we still have Nate to take care of. It’s not like what we do is now over because he’s going to be 5.

 

Keira – I know, that’s why I am still thinking about... you know... walking away. Maybe it is that time now. I have... one major title that I want to really win, but you’re the one going for it, and I want you to win it. But maybe, if I’m home and you don’t have to worry about me anymore, things can be different at home. 

 

Roxi – If that’s what you want to do, I will support it. You are my wife and I will always stand by you.

 

Keira – I know that, it’s just... it’s tough. I already miss the ring and we literally just wrestled last night. When they said it was hard to walk away... they weren’t lying. That’s why this is taking so long. I mean, it’s just... it’s one more championship. Being a grand slam winner... finally being put in that class... that’s it. But if I chase it, and I don’t get it... what does that say about me? 

 

Roxi – It doesn’t say anything. It just says you loved competing. Let me put it to you this way, if you did everything else you wanted to do, aside from one thing, put everything else you did you can look back and enjoy, is that one thing that important?

 

Keira – I guess not.

 

Roxi – It’s not that important, I promise you. I was talking about this last week, and I’ll say the same thing here and now, it’s not the destination that’s important, it’s the journey. Let me show you exactly what I mean.

 

{Roxi walks over to see the case displaying Keira’s replica SCW Roulette championship.}

 

Roxi – Do you remember winning this?

 

Keira – Well yeah, of course I do.

 

Roxi – Good, why don’t you tell me about it.

 

Keira – I won the Queen of a day briefcase and I was able to cash in on any champion, and I picked my spot and I beat Crystal for it.

 

Roxi – And don’t you remember how fun that was, just being able to pick which champion, able to size up everybody and plan and strategize and then Crystal never saw it coming. And that was your first championship in SCW. 

 

Keira – Yeah, it was pretty fun to do that. I enjoyed it a lot. People didn’t think I had a shot, but I proved them wrong. It was a great feeling to hold that gold.

 

Roxi – And what about this?

 

{Roxi points to the SCW Bombshell’s tag team titles.}

 

Keira – We worked so hard for those. We had to beat so many teams and then we had to beat the Fallen, and I’ll be honest, I didn’t think we were going to win that match. The Fallen were so good and we had to work our butts off for them. And then we took the titles to brand new heights. I mean, not only did we win, but we changed the whole division.

 

Roxi – You see? The journey is so important. Winning a championship is great, really great, in fact. But it’s the how’s and why’s that are the most important thing. You have been a part of some incredible journey’s, so don’t feel bad that didn’t reach one destination right away.

 

Keira – I know, but... you’ve been on every journey.

 

Roxi – I’ve had my share.

 

Keira – You have accomplished so much and I dunno, I still feel myself at times comparing myself to you.

 

Roxi – You don’t have to anymore. You are a champion and a great wrestler and more importantly a great friend. And also one heck of a mom.

 

{Keira blushes.}

 

Keira – Awww...

 

Roxi – Do you know what title that tag match was for?

 

Keira – It... wasn’t for a title.

 

Roxi – Exactly, but you’re going to remember it, aren’t you?

 

Keira – Always.

 

Roxi – Because of the journey with Amy and Jessie. Nobody’s gonna care if there was a title on the line, when it was 4 people who busted their butts out there and gave them a good show and left them wanting more. That’s what I’m really getting at here. You don’t need to concern yourself too much with one title. If you want to chase it, fine, but... you know, you’re going to have to maybe beat me for it.

 

{Keira arches a brow, and puts her hands on her hips.}

 

Keira – Is that so?

 

Roxi – 100% I plan on winning the Internet championship in a couple of weeks so, you know, if you want a shot, I’ll be waiting for you.

 

Keira – You know, we do have to have one final match. Maybe that should be it.

 

Roxi – But you know, that doesn’t have to be for a championship.

 

Keira – Anytime. Anywhere.

 

Roxi – I’m looking forward to it.

 

{Keira wipes away some tears starting to form in her eyes.}

 

Keira – Thank you. I think I needed that more than anything. 

 

Roxi – Anytime.

 

{Roxi and Keira share a hug and a kiss as the scene fades.}

 




 

{The new scene opens with Roxi sitting down to dinner as her wrist communicator goes off.}

 

Roxi – What in the world...

 

Keira – Always at the wrong time.

 

Nate – Mommy, that’s your phone.

 

Roxi – I know, baby... I’ll be right back.

 

{Roxi heads to the next room and pulls up the comm.}

 

Roxi – Vision? 

 

Vision – Rox, sorry if I’m interrupting, but there’s... an issue at the asylum.

 

Roxi – What now?

 

Vision – It's... Amelia. She’s demanding to see you. 

 

Roxi – I don’t have time for this.

 

Vision – She's threatening guards and staff, they think she has a hostage.

 

{Roxi sighs and swears under her beath.}

 

Roxi – Alright... I’ll be right there.

 

{Roxi ends the call and puts her costume in a backpack as she slings it over her shoulder. She walks out and then past the dinner table where Keira and Nate look confused.}

 

Roxi – I'm sorry, I’ve got to go... visit a friend, she needs help. I’ll be back as soon as I can.

 

Keira – Wait, what? What friend? Is something wrong?

 

Roxi – No.... Not yet. I’ll be right back.

 

{Roxi exits the house and when the coast is clear, changes into her superhero costume and teleports to the Asylum. Once there she rushes in, to be greeted by a guard.}

 

Guard – You work fast.

 

Roxi – I don’t have time to small talk or jokes right now, where is she?

 

Guard – Holding Area C. She’s been asking for you for the past hour, got one of our boys, Miller.

 

Roxi – Let's go then.

 

{The guard escorts Roxi down the hall and through several corridors and finally ending up in the holding area’s. Sure enough, Amelia is holding  of of the guards at gun point, having taken his weapon. However, when she sees Roxi, she smiles and waves.}

 

Amelia – You came!

 

Roxi – Let him go. You wanted me, I’m here. 

 

{Amelia unceremoniously dumps the guard on the ground, keeping the gun in her hand.}

 

Amelia – I've missed you.

 

Roxi – What do you want?

 

Amelia – I just want to talk.

 

Roxi – So talk.

 

{Amelia skips over to the table and sits down, pushing out a chair on the other side, and then reaching under the table and patting it invitingly.}

 

Amelia – Come on, sit down.

 

{Roxi catiuously approaches the chair and swipes at it, making sure nothing is there before she does take a seat.}

 

Amelia – You look good, you been working out?

 

Roxi – Get to the point, Amelia.

 

Amelia – You are being very rude, you know that. I hope you are not teaching Nate to be like that.

 

Roxi – You mention his name again, and I will end you where you stand.

 

Amelia – Oooh, I like that. But, we both know you won’t. So it’s an empty threat. I think we’re above that aren’t we?

 

Roxi – WE are not above anything. I put nothing past you, and I know you always have something planned. So if this is some kind of ploy, I don’t care.

 

Amelia – But you should care. You should think about me more. We’re friends. I know that sometimes friends lose touch with each other, but you really don’t intend to just leave me in this asylum forever, do you?

 

Roxi – Forever isn’t quite long enough if you ask me.

 

Amelia – Ouch. That’s harsh. You wound me with your words. I just wanted a visitor every now and again.

 

Roxi – Then try pen pals.

 

Amelia – Don’t act like you’re better than me, Roxi. I know you, I know you, better than you do. But you, you just think you know me.

 

Roxi – You’re trying to play with my head and I’m not going to let it happen. So either tell me what this is about, or I’m leaving.

 

Amelia – But that’s just it, this is what this is about. You and me. Just old friends, talking and catching up. How is N... Uh... your son?

 

Roxi – He’s fine. 

 

Amelia – Good, that’s good. He’s getting so big.

 

Roxi – Knock it off.

 

Amelia – Okay, okay, how’s the wife then?

 

Roxi – Eager to break your arm again.

 

Amelia – Bones heal, LB. They really do. That was good time though. Did you ever catch that person you were after?

 

Roxi – Yes.

 

Amelia – So it wasn’t me, right?

 

Roxi – No, it wasn’t.

 

Amelia – See! I told you I was innocent! I think I deserve an apology for that.

 

Roxi – You broke into my house, Amelia. I am NEVER forgiving you for that.

 

Amelia – Now, that... that was a good time. I got to hang out with the boy, and I got to watch the happy couple, and the estranged parent thing you got going on, and that was a LOT of fun. He’s really nice. Your son I mean. I do wish I could see him again.

 

Roxi – You come near me, or my family ever again, and I will be willing break any rules I have. 

 

Amelia – Oh come now, Box of Rox, you know as well as I do that I didn’t really do anything wrong. Sure some Breaking and entering, but that’s a slap on the wrist. You know, it was all worth it when I saw the look on your face. Whew... that was awesome.

 

Roxi – Shut up.

 

Amelia – Well, since you’re not going to ask, I don’t think I should tell you how my time has been.

 

Roxi – I don’t care.

 

Amelia – I mean, the food is... the food is okay, you know how sometimes you have those resturants that get all the hype and you go there and you eat, and it’s just... there. It’s like that. You know what I mean, right? 

 

Roxi – This conversation is over.

 

{Roxi goes to get up, but Amelia points the gun at her.}

 

Amelia – It’s very rude to interrupt people.

 

{Roxi growls and slowly sits back down.}

 

Amelia – Now, that whole rennovation thing, it’s pretty cool. You know, the guards got a little weird there for a second, but it was worth it.

 

Roxi – You mean Coleman.

 

Amelia – Pfft. What an idiot that guy is. I can't believe people were scared of him.

 

Roxi – He physically attacked people.

 

Amelia – Oh no, people can’t handle a little force applied every now and again. Goodness. You’d think he was killing them. I mean, I think he tried a couple of times, but some of these people deserve it.

 

Roxi – Why didn’t you speak up and the hearing?

 

Amelia – Ha. I’m crazy, remember. Who’s gonna believe me? You?

 

Roxi – No, I don’t believe anything you say.

 

Amelia – Then why bother. Yeesh. Sometimes you disappoint me, R-… LB

 

Roxi – Yeah, well, I’m sorry, you’re going to have to get used to that.

 

Amelia – Still, Coleman did provide some good entertainment. He was useful while he was here.

 

Roxi – What are you talking about?

 

Amelia – Nothing, nothing at all, LB. I’ve only been trying to have a conversation with you this whole time, and you have just ignored me. It’s only when I have something for you, that you even bother. And that’s cold. 

 

Roxi – What did you do to Coleman?

 

Amelia – What? Me?! The man was crazy before he came here, you saw it, right? I mean, that’s why he’s not here, right? 

 

{Roxi groans, finally having enough of Amelia.}

 

Roxi – Listen to me, Amelia. I don’t care about you. You are in here, because you belong in here. You broke into my house, you hurt innocent people, and people close to me. You deserve nothing but the harshest punishment. I don’t care about our past, or our legacy. You only wanted me here, because you NEED me.

 

Amelia – How dare you!

 

Roxi – Oh yes, you need me. The Peek Twins have music. Hammer loves money. Even Mr. Distinguished has him old-timey world. But you? Without me, you’re just a crazy chick, looking for acceptance. 

 

Amelia – You don’t mean that!

 

Roxi – I do.

 

{Roxi then flips the table onto Amelia, pinning her to the ground and swiping the gun away. Guards file into the holding area.}

 

Amelia – You can’t... you can’t leave me like this!

 

Roxi – I just did. Good-bye Amelia.

 

Amelia – Don’t you walk away from me! You can’t do this! I’ll be back for you!

 

{Roxi walks away and Amelia continues to scream threats and the scene finally fades.}

 

 




 

“I may have been conceived out there in the endless depths of space... but I was born when the Rocket opened, on Earth, in America. I'll cherish always the memories Jor-El and Lara gave me... but only as curious mementos of a life that might have been. Krypton bred me, but it was Earth that gave me all I am. All that matters. It was Krypton that made me Superman... but it is the Earth that makes me Human.”

 - Superman (The Man of Steel, 1986)


Hello SCW,

 

I come to you, after a win, but that win wasn’t the most important thing that happened at the 300th Climax Control, not by a long shot. It was the memory made. Team Hero vs. Metal and Punk one more time was an amazing experience and I have to thank Jessie, Amy & Keira for helping make that night an even more special night. It is one that I will cherish for a long, long time. And being one of only two people to compete at these landmark shows doesn’t hurt either. Climax Control 400? Who knows, right? But I am proud to be part of Sin City Wrestling and helping make it what it is today. It brings back a lot of good memories, and some not so good, but they are the memories I will keep. 

 

Now, it’s no big secret that Keira and I haven’t been doing a whole lot on the show lately, and there is a good reason for that. Time. No, this isn’t about health or age at this point, although we are all getting older as the days pass, but to be honest with you, I feel better than I have in a long time. I have learned over time to take care of my health and body, and so has Keira. So, rest assured, we’re not breaking down anytime soon. No, it’s more about what there is, that is left to do. For Keira, there is still the want and desire to be the SCW Internet champion to complete her own grand slam. Something a lot of people who have walked through the doors in SCW haven’t accomplished. Keira is so close, but she has become preoccupied as it were lately, with the idea of well, having another child. I don’t know if that’s in the cards just yet, but Keira continues to talk about it more and more, and I know when she does set her heart on something, she usually goes after it, full force. 

 

As for me? I’ve been told time and time again at this stage of my SCW career, that I have nothing left to prove. I am already in the Hall of Fame, I have already done everything there is to do, outside of winning that dang Blast From the Past Tournament, and that eludes me for another year. And when I stop and think about it, they are pretty correct on this. My only real challenge now, is staying at the top for as long as I can. I’ve already achieved legend status, they say, so they questions come up now, as to why I continue to try this challenge, because, let’s face it, I won’t be able to do it forever, and that’s true. But I still have the mindset that I need to be at the top because I know I’m good enough to be there. I’m not going out there and embarrassing myself, I’m still able to compete at the highest level and I don’t plan on stopping anytime soon. 

 

Now, winning that gauntlet match was fun and a good motivator, but I was sitting here and thinking about exactly what I wanted to really achieve. I would have been just as happy with Keira in my spot and I could have competed in Queen for a Day again and all that jazz, but here we are, and I stand here with another championship opportunity. And to me, nothing says you’re at the top, like having a championship. And so, my focus now fully turns to the woman who has made the Internet championship one of the most elusive and sought-after prizes to be won in SCW today: Myra Rivers.

 

Myra has been carving up the competition for that championship, and has broken the record for the longest reign. Shattered it, in fact. We’re getting close to a full year of Myra having that championship, and that is an amazing feat, but I expect no less from someone who has the skills and experience that Myra has. She has put her stamp on what she is capable of and continues to do defense after defense. So, it is safe to say right now that I am, perhaps the underdog in this match. Perhaps Myra is feeling that she is the underdog, but I’m not the one with the record-breaking reign and looking unstoppable. I’m the one who has to figure out how I’m going to be not just another one of Myra’s victories as she continues that reign. It’s no exaggeration that I have my work cut out for me.

 

Because unlike a lot of matches that I have these days, I don’t have that experience edge to fall back on. Myra has been here, in wrestling, longer than I have. She started in 2008, and I didn’t start my training until late 2010 and didn’t make my actual wrestling debut until 2011. So Myra has 3 solid years on me in terms of experience, I would have to go back to like 2011 to remember the last time I was walking into a match with that big of a gap. I am usually the old guard, but now, I am... lacking in that department. It’s a strange feeling, but not one I have forgotten. No, in this case, since we are roughly of similar age and experience, there isn’t going to be any fancy trick pulled, no old veteran moves to fool the rookie, there’s just going two experience warriors going out there, to see who is the best on that night.

 

But I do have some history on my side.

 

While I have competed in many places all over the world, and for a variety of companies, Primarily, I have made my home, here. I have fought, the best of the best, here. Right in that six sided ring and I have won my share of battles and carved out my legacy, here. And that very championship that Myra has right now, sitting in her grasp, I helped make it. I was the second ever Bombshell’s Internet champion, and you know, I’m still annoyed that I wasn’t the first, but that’s not really important now. I was the second champion, and the first Bombshell to hold it twice. People have come and tied that record now, but all those records are made to be broken at some point. 

 

Much like streaks. 

 

Myra can consider that a threat if she wants, that’s okay, she knows how this game is played, but it’s not so much a threat as it is a statement of fact. Streak's end, and a lot of the time they are rather unceremonious. Sometimes you just run into someone that just has it all going that night, in any sport. A team, an opponent you know in your heart shouldn’t be able to do the things they do, and on that night, it all works for them. It happens all the time. And then... just like that, it’s over and you’re left looking around and wondering what the heck happened. In an instant, it’s all gone, and the streak ends. 

 

But I don’t think for one second that I’m just going to catch Myra on a bad night, nor do I think she’s going to overlook me. She’s said it herself that this is a match on her dream match list. One she’s wanted for a long time, and I am flattered and humbled that this is the case. I never figured at any point I’d be on some kind of dream match list from anyone. I just wanted to do my best and maybe have some success. But here we are, and the dream match becomes a reality.

 

And now, I have the overall sad task of turning this dream match, into a nightmare scenario.

 

I would have look back and think about... something that makes me sad, but I remember when I came here all those years ago, Misty was sitting at the top. Misty was in charge, ruling the division with an iron fist and able to be absolutely everyone was turned away, and I had to fight and wrestle one of the best matches I have ever wrestled to beat her and win the Bombshell’s championship for the first time. And as I look at Myra Rivers, I know I will have to do pretty much the same thing in order to beat her, like I did Misty back then.

 

Now, I’m not blowing smoke and I’m not just saying these things to praise someone, I’m just telling it like it is. I pride myself on being an honest person, and sometimes, I have to be brutally honest. And this is one of those occasions, so I’m going to say things that maybe Myra doesn’t want to hear, but at the end of the day, my goal is to win, and to do that sometimes, you have to tell people things they don’t want to hear, even if it’s the truth. This is one of those times.

 

Myra has said herself that she at one point prided herself on fighting and wrestling for all the right and just reasons, and then she fell from that and became a more calculating and selfish in order attain her goals. But being a parent made her look herself in the mirror and realize that that wasn’t the way she needed to be, and so for the past 2 years, she has gone back to what she originally set out to be.

 

I am all for redemption, I believe in second chances. Heck, I’ve given a lot of people who do not deserve it, more chances than I can count. That’s just who I am. And that all stems from when I went down that very same path, blinded by what I felt was a lack of compassion and understand from the people who were my friends. I became that misguided soul and they all brought me back. And I swore I wouldn’t go back to that life ever again, and there have been times I have been tempted, but I know in my heart that going down that path will only leave me with nothing. So, I completely understand where Myra is coming from in this situation. I get it, probably better than most. Being at what seems like a crossroads and not really being ready to make a choice one way or another.

 

But what I do see, isn’t a return to form, but rather a compromise. 

 

As I said, harsh truths.

 

I see the passion, and the compassion, but I also see that everything is all well and good now with a championship around her waist. The days keep getting counted, as Myra appears to be secure in just being the Internet champion, and has made it her goal to win a certain amount of championships before she retires. Maybe it’s just a foreign concept to me, but I really don’t think this is a Rat race like that. Championships come and go. If you hold onto one for 5 seconds, or 5 months, or 5 years, the title of champion is bestowed upon you. And winning x amount of championships is a fun accomplishment and adds to legacies, I mean, a win for me, means I am the first 3 time Internet champion, so yes, there that feeling, but when it becomes all you really strive for, are you really striving for anything? I would think that someone as experienced as Myra would know that this business isn’t about who has the most of anything at the end. It’s part of it, no doubt, but not ALL. It’s more about leaving it better off than you found it. Did you make things better while you were there? I would say that outside of this lnternet championship reign, the answer is... no.

 

Now, I can’t and won’t speak for everyone else, and maybe I just wasn’t in the places Myra was, but doing my research didn’t really bring up the greatness of Myra Rivers elsewhere. We aren’t talking matches of the year, feuds or moments. We’re strictly talking about wins and losses, and championships won. Perhaps Myra and I do not have the same definition of success. I’ve never felt this has been completely about the numbers. They help, but like this entire thing has been about, it’s about memories. And if your memories are simply about when you win x, y, or z thing, then I don’t think you’re seeing the big picture.

 

I’ve tried very hard at this point in my career to make people understand that, some listen, some don’t. And I know Myra is trying hard. I commend that. Nothing I’ve said here is about making her believe she isn’t a great and talented wrestler, there is no question in my mind she is. It’s about opening her eyes and making her understand what she needs to know. I said that sometimes when it doesn’t go your way, you can slip and you can fall into those dark places. I’ve been there. But when I look at Myra, when I see where she came from, what she overcome and how she has moved, I can see that need to be the Internet champion as an attempt to justify or prove herself. And I fear that at Into the Void, me beating her and taking the internet championship will start that cycle all over again.

 

I can see it happening, and I don’t want that to happen. I’d like to avoid having that issue spring up, because I plan on winning the Internet championship. But at the end of the day, I just hope that Myra know that while I want to make it a nightmare scenario, the challenge isn’t easy, and the work that will be done will make the whole thing worth it. It’s like the old saying goes, “It’s about the journey, not the destination.” We already know the match will end of of two ways, either Myra retains and continues her historic run, or I beat her and become a three-time champion. That’s the easy part. The journey, and the match that we will put on, is what I’m most excited for.

 

I just don’t want it soured and having Myra look at this as a failure with a loss. Or look at it as not living up to the hype or living up to some idea. There will be two women in that ring at Into the Void looking to show they are the best at what they do. We both want to show everyone that it doesn’t matter your age or experience, if you can go, you can go, and nothing changes that. It’s about the fireworks and the moment. It’s about the memories.

 

And the memories we make on this journey will last far longer than any championship reign. 

 

I will guarantee it.
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Our scene picks up where we left off with Roxi having returned home after an unwanted reunion with Amelia. She has a look of disgust on her face as she returns through the door and fakes a smile to Keira, who gets up, walking up to Roxi and whispers to her.



Keira – What happened? Where have you been?



Roxi – … The asylum.



Keira – What? What for?



Roxi – Amelia.



Keira growls under her breath.



Keira – That bitch...



Roxi – I know how you feel.



Keira – What could she have possibly wanted.



Roxi – To talk.



Keira – Talk? Talk about what?



Roxi – I don’t know. She just wanted to bring up the past and make me remember when she broke in.



Keira clenches her fist and her knuckles crack.



Keira – Don’t remind me.



Roxi – I didn’t want to remember either, but that’s basically what it was.



Keira – You mean... she just made small talk, about our encounters?



Roxi – Yes. I mean, it’s as if she just... wanted someone to talk to.



Keira – It’s never like that with her. There’s always something. Some plot. Some motive. Some kind of plan.



Roxi – The only thing that struck me the entire time was she... I don’t know she seemed to just accept this whole thing like it was just something normal people do. She seemed fine and content. Hell, the last time we even encountered her she gave up without so much as a fight. She’s been there this whole time, not doing anything.



Keira – Come to think of it, you’re right. It’s like she’s right where she wants to be. She hadn’t done anything in months. She’s got to be planning something.



Roxi – I don’t know what it could be though.



Keira – Wait, that guard that you took down...



Roxi – Coleman?



Keira – Yeah, did she try and escape when he was there?



Roxi – Not that I know of.



Keira – Didn’t other try to escape?



Roxi – The Peek Twins did escape. There were some other attempts but the Twins were the only one to get out.



Keira – That worries me more than anything. She has opportunity to escape. She had to have been at least thinking about it.



Roxi – Maybe, I’m not sure. But if she was, and maybe she was abused by Coleman, but she didn’t care. But then again... she’s never feared death, or any consequence for her actions.



Keira – No, she knows YOU won’t kill her. Anyone else... not so much.



Roxi – You’re not going to do it either.



Keira – So long as she stays far away from me, and far away from here. I’m sorry, Roxi, but if she does anything to try and hurt you, and especially Nate, I will not be held responsible for turning her into a greasy smear under my boot.



Keira has a serious look on her face. Deathly serious as she folds her arms, staring back at her wife.



Roxi – That’s not what we do.



Keira – It’s not what YOU do, Roxi. I’m not talking about killing anyone else. I’m not talking about Haven, or Hammer, just her.



Roxi – I know how you feel. Trust me I do, but that’s not who we are, and that’s not how we do things. She’s in the asylum, and with any luck, that’s where she’s going to stay.



Keira – If she called for you, if she talked to you, she’s going to do something. You know it, and I know it. I can feel it in my bones, and I’m not one to take any threat lightly. You know what she said when we both talked to her last time.



Roxi – That if she was planning something, she’d make sure we knew.



Keira – Exactly, I consider this a warning, and I refuse to walk around, living my life, looking over my shoulder. Especially given how I feel now. If she makes one move, I’m not going to hold back.



Roxi – Look, we don’t know, and she’s in the asylum right now. She is of no threat to us.



Keira – Yet...



Roxi – We cannot think like that. She didn’t do anything and she’s got you on edge.



Keria still stares at Roxi intently.



Keira – Because I know when I’m being threatened, Roxi. I know what she’s done and I know what she’s capable of. So no, I’m not just going to take this random outburst lightly. Not on your life.



Roxi sighs, and pulls Keira in and hugs her tightly.



Roxi – You know I love you, and you know I will always stand by you, and I will do everything I can to keep you, and this family safe. But even if we want to, or we could even justify it, we don’t take lives, and we don’t live in fear. If anything, ANYTHING happens to you, or anyone else I care about, I will never forgive myself.



Keira – And I feel the same way about you, I’m just not going to let it happen.



Roxi – Look.. I... I just want to forget that that ever happened. Don’t worry about it. Don’t let it get to you. We have plenty of other things to concern ourselves with, rather than someone who can’t do anything to us right now.



Keria signs and she looks away and shakes her head.



Keira – It’s not the only thing I’m worried about.



Roxi – What are you talking about?



Keira – Roxi, I... I don’t know how to say this, but, ever since the end of Sin... things have just been so different that... I think I’m getting weaker.



Roxi – Weaker?



Keira – Yes, I’m training just as hard, but I’m getting tired quicker than I normally would. I’m just not feeling as strong as I used to. I think something may be wrong with me.



Roxi – Hmmm... We might need to get you checked out then.



Keira – Maybe, I don’t know what’s going on. I...I don’t want to be a liability in a battle.



Roxi – You’re not. You may just need to learn to adjust, but you should also not train as hard as you do. There is a such thing as overtraining, you know.



Keira – I know the difference. I’m barely getting warmed up anymore and after a solid hour my arms are like Jell-O and I don’t feel like I’ve made any progress. The combat bot actually got a hit in on me the other day. Maybe... maybe... I’m just getting too old.



Roxi – Age is a number, Keira. Nothing more. We’ll see about your physical health, but you know, the last few transformations you’ve undergone, you’ve barely been able to handle them. I think your body may just be getting tired of carrying the amount of energy and power in your body, but that’s just my opinion, I’m not a doctor.



Keira – Sorry if I gave you something else to worry about.



Roxi – You didn’t. I’ll always worry about you, you’re my wife, and I love you.



Keira – I love you too. It’s getting late, and your food is getting cold.



Roxi – Alright, I’ll grab a quick bite and I guess we have some alone time.



Keira winks and does the kitty claw at Roxi.



Keira – Rawr.



Roxi – Not like that.... behave yourself.



Roxi shakes her head and she and Keira share a kiss as the scene fades.





The new scene opens the next night, after Nate had been put to bed. Roxi and Keira are in their bedroom and Keira sits in the edge of the bed, clearly thinking about things as Roxi opens the closet and pulls out her costume. Keira looks at her and lays back in the bed sighing.



Roxi – What’s wrong?



Keira – I feel like sooner or later you’ll be the only one doing that.



Roxi – You can still go on patrol with me, you know.



Keira – I don’t know anymore, I feel like I’d just get in the way.



Roxi – Nonsense, you’re more than capable of handling anything I can. You still have more than enough strength if the situation calls for it.



Keira – But for how much longer?



Roxi – Until you decide to do things like this.



Roxi sighs as she starts putting on her costume.



Keira – I just don’t want to be a liability.



Roxi – Don’t you remember your first night doing this?



Keira – Yeah, I remember you yelled at me for trying to do too much.



Roxi – Right, and you see now, that you don’t make those mistakes anymore? Last time all that was protecting you was a magic sash. You don’t even need it anymore. You’re far stronger than you were then. You’ve learned a lot, you’ve applied it.



Keira slowly sits up and nods, a small smile crossing her face.



Keira – Yeah, I guess I have.



Roxi – Look, if you want to come and do a patrol with me, we can, if you’re okay and you’re that worried about it, I’ll do it myself.



Roxi goes and opens the window to her room, and Keira stands up, a nervous, but confident smile on her face.



Keira – What’s the worst than can happen? If anything, we can take anything down together.



Roxi – There ya go.



Keira slips on her costume and the two soon are flying over the city headed on their regular patrol, checking to make sure everything is running smoothly around it. They fly around, high above and taking in the lit-up city at night, even though things are closing down and there is curfew, and there’s still not too many people out and about at this point. Roxi and Keira make it to the Sunshine skyline bridge, both taking a moment to sit on the bridge and look over the water, and the skyline.



Keira – I forgot how beautiful this all is.



Roxi – Yeah, life gets pretty crazy sometimes, but if you stop and look around, you find things like this.



Keira – Everything just looks so peaceful. It’s been a while since it even looked like this.



Roxi – But seeing it like this now, makes it all worth it.



Keira – Yeah.



The two superheroes are cuddled up on the bridge, until both of their wrist communicators go off.



Roxi – Because of course that happens now.



Keira – Would you ever expect anything different?



Roxi – I guess not.



Roxi answers.



Roxi – Go ahead, Vision.



Vision – Rox, is it just you?



Keira – No, I’m here too. Hi Vision, it’s nice to see you too.



Vision – I was going to say, we may need both of you.



Roxi – Why? What’s going on?



Vision – I wish I knew. We have surveillance footage of Mr. Distinguished near the old waterfront warehouse.



Roxi – Okay?



Keira – The guy who wants literally everything to be fancy? So what’s the deal now?



Vision – I... I don’t know. The footage just shows him as being there, nothing happening. It’s as if he waiting for something.



Roxi – This doesn’t sound like a major emergency.



Keira – I mean, maybe he’s getting set up with something.



Roxi – Or set up for something...



Vision – That's exactly my thought, he’s not doing anything. He’s just... there. Maybe some kind of meeting has been set up.



Keira – I mean, if this is scouting out Mr. Distinguished, I don’t see why we both need to be there.



Roxi – If you want to go, you can go, I’ll check out the waterfront.



Keira – Oh no, I came all the way out here, I’m not leaving when it gets a little interesting.



Roxi nods, smiling under her mask as Keira can see it and smiles back.



Roxi – We’re on it, Vision.



Vision – Right.



Roxi ends the communication and She and Keira head off to the waterfront, and sure enough, they can see Mr. Distinguished, in his easily recognizable top hat, cane, and coat and tails. He is simply checking his pocket watch until Roxi and Keira just land in front of him.



Keira – Okay Mr. Fancy-Pants! What are you doing there?!



Mr. Distinguished is startled at first, but the appears relieved.



Mr. Distinguished – Ah, it’s about time you two tomato’s showed up! Thank the lord you did and I can be done with this mess!



Roxi – What mess? What are you talking about?



Keira – And did you say you have tomato’s?



Mr. Distinguished – No, you troublesome Vamp! I only have this! I have been instructed to give this to you!



Mr. Distinguished reaches into his coat pocket and produces an envelope. He simply hands it to Roxi, who examines it.



Roxi – What is this?



Mr. Distinguished – It's a letter, you wretched ragamuffin!



Keira – Can I hit him?



Roxi – I know it’s a letter, what’s in it?



Mr. Distinguished – I don’t have the sharp claws on that one. I was just supposed to give it to you.



Roxi – Who gave it to you?



Mr. Distinguished – Some other Vamp, I tried to make my play but she gave me the wind I tell ya! But they... they got the the scoop on me... Applesauce!



Keira – Okay... Am I the only one who is just lost, right now?



Mr. Distinguished – You should really get to know your onions, I tell ya!



Keira – And hungry...



Roxi – Why did the give this to you?



Mr. Distinguished lowers his head, turning away in shame.



Mr. Distinguished – They've sent the Bruno. They played me for a mark. I don’t need anyone spilling on me and being a wet blanket for my business.



Keira – WHAT? SPEAK ENGLISH!



Roxi – I think he’s saying he’s been blackmailed.



Mr. Distinguished – And how!



Keira – So who’s the person blackmailing you?



Before Mr. Distinguished can answer, he is knocked back at the loud crack of a gun explodes. Roxi and Keira duck and take cover, but Mr. Distinguished it hit. He’s already laying in a blood of blood, unmoving. His body slumped against the wall.



Roxi – Sniper?



Keira – Did you see anything?



Roxi – No.



Roxi and Keira wait for a few tense moments before Keira begins to peer out of her cover, and slowly makes her way over to Mr. Distinguish’s body, and carefully checks for a pulse.



Keira – He’s dead.



Roxi – Stay down... our shooter may not be finished.



Keira – We don’t have to worry about bullets!



Keira stands up and flies off, looking all around for any sign of anyone being in the area. A quick glance and nothing catches Keira’s eye, she comes back down at Roxi is looking around for any clues as to what just happened.



Roxi – Great... I’m gonna need a light.



Roxi goes into her utility belt and pulls out a very powerful flashlight and begins examining the bullets entry wound on the chest of Mr. Distingusihed.



Keira – That’s a big entry wound.





Roxi – Yeah... armor piercing most likely.



Keira – Let me check around the area.



Keira heads off, looking around the area for clues to try and figure this out. Keira checks for any audio or video equipment, or perhaps any sort of timer or anything that could have triggered the event to occur. She returns shortly as Roxi studies the area and the bullet’s final impact against the wall.



Roxi – Yeah, armor piercing. Judging by the wound and the bullet hole, a very large caliber round, maybe... a winchester or 30.06. Trajectory looks to be....



Roxi traces with her finger and then points where she thinks the line is.



Keira – It was behind us, that’s for sure.



Roxi – Yes, who,ever was shooting could have taken the time, but if I’m right.... hmmm..



Roxi starts walking towards the roof of surrounding buildings.



Keira – You want me to the call this in?



Roxi – If you could... I have a very bad feeling about this.



Keira – I’ll get to it.



Roxi continues to look and study the area, eventually flying upwards onto one of the roofs, and then looking down, but she can’t see Keira due to other buuldings blocking her view.



Roxi – Higher...



Roxi flies up and continues to look around, onto one of the taller buildings that appears to be tall enough, but there are several objects like a glass ceiling, roof balconies in the way again.



Roxi – It came straight through; it can only be.... higher?



Roxi turns and looks up and not much is higher up that isn’t several hundred yards away, which would make the shot a ridiculously difficult one. Keira soon joins Roxi on the roof.



Keira – It’s all called in and the police and the ambulances are on the way.



Roxi – Good.



Keira – Any luck with the shooter?



Roxi – No. This spot at the first one there’s too many things in the way, or blocking the view. So, unless they were shooting from that tower way over there.



Roxi points off into the distance.



Keira – All the way over there?



Roxi – Yeah.



Keira – Why wouldn’t you take an easier shot?



Roxi – That’s the point. That middle tower right down the road over there is about the same size as this building, but the trajectory I’ve mapped would mean it would just hit this building.



Keira – Hmmm... Well, we should check out the building off in the distance at least, but... did you ever look at the letter?



Roxi – No... I guess we can check it out.



Keira – Careful...



Roxi pulls the letter out of her belt and examines it. Checking for any substances the letter could be laced with, and tracing with her finger for anything out of the ordinary. Satisfied, she carefully opens the letter and it’s a computer font letter.



Roxi – Dear heroes, Welcome to open season. I’m going to solve all your problems, my dear hero friends. I’m going to do what you won’t. Turn the animals against each other. I’m going to be a hero just like you. You can choose to be the real hero and join me, or you can become the villains and try to stop me. The choice is yours. I’ll see you at the end of the game. Good luck. Signed, a friend.



Keira – What the hell does that mean?



Roxi – It means someone is playing a sick game. Mr. Distinguished was a bad guy through and through, but he didn’t deserve to die.



Keira – Wait...



Roxi – What?



Keira – The letter said turning the animals against each other. Meaning... another bad guy killed Mr. Distinguished! This person is manipulating the villains of this city of take each other out.



Roxi – And from what Mr. Distinguished said... he was being blackmailed.



Keira – You understood that?



Roxi – I like history, it’s just early 1900’s slang.



Keira – Well... now he’s... been bumped off, I guess.



Roxi – Yeah, but we need to find out who did it.



Keira – To the large tower then.



Roxi and Keira head over to the large tower, the distance is incredibly far from where Mr. Distinguished was shot, but sure enough, when Roxi and Keira land, there is large casing near the edge.



Roxi – This... is where the shot came from.



Keira – And the shooter is probably long gone.



Roxi – We can’t let this go cold.



Keira begins to look out towards the waterfront warehouse.



Keira – Do you have binoculars?



Roxi – Yeah, here.



Roxi reaches into her belt and pulls out some binoculars and hands them to Keira. Keira looks and focuses, shaking her head.



Keira – It doesn’t make any sense how the shot came from here. There are too many things in the way.



Roxi – I doubt this bullet casing is up here via coinsidence.



Keira – The shot is nearly impossible...



Roxi – Let’s look around.



Roxi and Keira begin looking at the area, Roxi using a UV light on her flashlight and finding some finger prints.



Roxi – There.



Keira – Someone was up here, and looks like they were trying to use this railing to steady themselves.



Roxi – Hmmm..



Keira stands and mimics the shooters body position, but shakes her head.



Keira – Even if they were perfectly centered, the shot wouldn’t work. It would have to go through several objects.



Roxi continues using the UV light, and sees a boot print off to the side on the railing.



Roxi – Not if they were standing on the railing.



Keira stands on the railing and steadies herself. She looks through the binoculars again.



Keira – Maybe, but there’s only one boot print. And there’s really very little room to adjust... We’re talking one high level sniper.



Roxi thinks for a moment, and she nods to herself.



Roxi – Quickscope.



Keira – 360 No-scope is more impressive.



Roxi – No... Quickscope, the sniper. He’s a vigilante, hitman for hire. He’s the only one who could possibly have pulled this off. One boot print, and the little amount of room...



Keira – You think he made this shot standing on one foot on this balcony? That’s is a trick shot.



Roxi – Not on one foot... he jumped.



Keira – Jumped?



Roxi – The fingerprints indicate he tried to steady himself, but he didn’t have the angle. But if he was either standing on one foot or... took a jumping shot, he could have done it.



Keira – That would be ridiciulous.



Roxi – He’s that good.



Keira – Even if he was... we’ll never find him now, if he jumped off this roof, or fell off, he’d be a greasy spot on the pavement.



Roxi looks around, and the door to the roof access is ajar.



Roxi – There, he may have left back into the building.



Keira – Great.



Roxi and Keira head over to the door and look inside, and it’s nothing but a dark hallway, leading to the some stairs. Roxi shines her flashlight in, and catches a glimpse of another body. This one is laying on the ground, arms folded.



Roxi – Oh damn it.



Keira holds the door open and Roxi shines the light, looking for a light switch. She finds one and turns that light on, revealing the body in fact belongs to Quickscope himself. His torso, arms and legs have several bullet wounds. The walls and ground are littlered with bullet holes and shell casings.



Keira – Damn...



Roxi – Well... that confirms that Quickscope shot Mr. Distinguished.



Keira – But who killed him?



Roxi and Keira slowly approach the body, his high caliber sniper rifle near his body. His arms folded over his chest, and two pennies covering his eyes.



Keira – Charon’s Obol...



Roxi – Payment for the Ferryman.



Keira – He could have been murdered by a religious cult.



Roxi – There aren’t those around here, that I know of.



Keira –Wasn’t there that one with the guy who wrote the book?



Roxi – Jones... We’ll have to consider it a possiblity.



Keira – This just keeps getting better and better.



Roxi begins to search Quickscope, taking no pleasure in doing so.



Roxi – I’m sorry.



Roxi opens up Quickscope’s Jacket and begins patting him down, inside the coat, is a manilla folder. Roxi pulls it out and hands it to Keira. Keira quickly opens it and begins reading.



Keira – This is the profile of Mr. Distinguished. This looks like the hit order itself.



Roxi – So somebody made arrangements for Mr. Distinguished to be hit.



Keira – Looks like it. Wait, the game... This was all arranged. Someone was blackmailing Mr. Distinguished to give us the letter, and ordered Quickscope to kill him right after the job was done.



Keira quickly goes through the files inside the envelope, and finds a picture of a woman.



Keira – You ever seen this person before?



Roxi – No.



Keira – Why would this be in here it wasn’t related to Mr. Distinguished? There wasn’t a... Mrs... Distinguished was there?



Roxi – Not that I know of.



Keira continues to flip through the thick folder, finding more pictures of people she doesn’t recognize. She looks confused for a moment.



Keira – Who are all these people? Why would...



Keira’s eyebrows raise.



Roxi – There weren’t for Mr. Distinguished.... They were for Quickscope.



Keira – Pictures … of his family... more blackmail.



Roxi – Someone has a lot of dirt, and a lot of leverage on these people.



Keira – Did you find anything of note?



Roxi – Well, looks like Quickscope walked right into this. This was an execution. He’s probably got 50-100 bullet wounds.



Keira – This sick bastard is blackmailing these people into killing each other. So now... what do we do?



Roxi – Well, there’s two suspects to look at, at this point... That Taylor-Jones guy... or Louie.



Keira – The Louse that runs that underground crime ring?



Roxi – The very same.



Keira – Why him?



Roxi – Well, you know that Charon’s Obol is a religious thing. Greeks, Irish, and Sicilians more commonly use this today... Louie is Italian. I don’t think Taylor-Jones is either.



Keira – Meaning Louie may have ordered the hit, because they told him to, and he might be in danger.



Roxi – Exactly.



Keira – Well, we better get going.



Roxi takes a moment to call in to the police and report the next body, before Roxi and Keira continue on and the scene fades.





The scene is now inside Louie’s underground production area, where he overlooks his loyal followers preparing to box and ship weapons and drugs around the city. Louie wears a smile on his face and a nice 3-piece suit, but it’s quickly wiped away when Roxi and Keira bust in through the ceiling.



Louie – Oh dammit, it’s the damn super bitches.



Roxi – Shut up.



Louie – Whoa, what’s gotten into you?! You can’t just come breaking through my walls and my ceilings! I got right you know!



Roxi growls herself as she uses her super speed to race up to Louie and grab him by the collar.



Roxi – You killed the sniper.



Louie – Hey! Hey! What are you talking about! I ain’t do no-UGH!



Roxi quickly slugs Louie in the stomach. She watches him cough and gasp for air in her grip.



Roxi – Don't lie to me, Louie. I know you had him killed.



Louie held his hands up, still coughing.



Louie – Okay! Okay! It was an order! I wouldn’t do it if they didn’t make me!



Roxi – WHO?!



Louie – I don’t know. I got an envelope



Roxi – Where?



Louie pointed to his desk.



Louie – It's on the desk.



Roxi – Check it...



Roxi motioned to Keira, who calmly walked to the desk and looked at the folder.



Keira – Same thing as Quickscope.... a file on the target and the location they would be. It’s a domino effect.



Roxi – Which means you’re next...



Louie – What? What are you talking about?



Roxi – Quickscope has the same type of envelope you do. And he killed Mr. Distinguished.



Louie – Oh... the fancy boy? He got it too?



Roxi – And this is chained together correctly, you are the next target.



Louie – Ain’t nobody getting in here.



Keira – We did, and that means someone else can.



Louie – Who could possibly...



From the outside, two guards walk in with their guns, but soon enough they fall down, both having knives jammed into their back. Stepping forward is Lei, who was Amelia’s bodyguard.



Roxi – Lei?



Lei – I have come to kill this man. Do not stand in the way!



Roxi – Wait... we need to talk.



Lei - THERE IS NO TIME FOR TALKING.



Keira – Hey!



Lei looks over and Keira is already powering up.



Keira – You're going to listen, and we’re going to get to the bottom of this, because we don’t need anyone else dying, tonight!



Lei – If I do not complete this mission, My mistress will die.



Roxi – Amelia?



Lei – Hai.



Roxi – Wait, they won’t kill you?



Lei – They have threatened to kill her.



Roxi – Nobody else needs to die tonight.



Lei – I will not let my mistress die, I will complete my mission.



Louie – Keep her away from me!



Roxi – You must have a folder too...



Lei looks confused as she nods.



Lei – Hai.



Keira – Let me see.



Lei reluctantly pulls the folder from her gear as Keira begins to look through it.



Keira – Exactly the same. Target location of here, and personal information.



Roxi – But the only difference is... you weren’t a target, Lei. Amelia was.



Lei – She is being held in the asylum. They know I am loyal to her to death. I do not fear death.



Roxi – But you fear hers...



Lei sighs and puts her hands on her hips, angrily scowling as she lowers her head.



Lei – I must complete my mission.



Roxi – No, we’re going to pay Amelia a visit.



Lei – But I must!



Roxi – No... I have a feeling your mistress or whatever, is behind all this to begin with.



Lei – You lie!



Roxi – Maybe I’m wrong, but I don’t think so.



Roxi releases Louie and points at the crates.



Roxi – I'll be back for those.



Louie – You ain’t shutting me down!



Louie snaps his fingers and several guards run into the room, guns drawn.



Louie – I took out the sniper, I can have you all taken out too!



Keira finally has had enough of the talking and marches forward, her hand extended, at the crates.



Keira – No more negotiations. You might want to tell your men to move.



The energy grows in Keira hands and the men who were preparing the crates all scatter. Keria the shoots her energy blast and the weapons and drugs explode. Louie screams as if he has been shot himself.



Louie – NOOOO! YOU CAN’T DO THIS!



Keira then grabs Louie herself and jerks him to his feet.



Keira – Pray that I don’t ever come back here and find stuff like that again. Otherwise, you will need the pennies.



Roxi – Come on, we don’t have much time to waste.



Lei – I must go with you! What if they have killed her?



Keira – She makes a valid point. What if the game doesn’t stop with Amelia. What if someone kills her, and this just continues?!



Roxi – Alright, fine. But no funny business, Lei. You make one false move and you will be in jail and you’ll never seen Amelia again.



Lei – Do not threaten me.



Keira – Lady... just give me a reason.



Roxi – That's enough. It’s time we put an end to this little game before anyone else dies.



Roxi leads Lei outside, followed by Keira, who is keeping a close eye on her. Keira holds onto Lei and to Roxi and Roxi teleports them all to the asylum.





Roxi, Lei and Keira end up at the Asylum and march quickly down the halls, leaving to the high-risk cells. Roxi walks up to the guard stationed there.



Roxi – Amelia Lambert.



Guard – She's in the day room.



The Guard walks them down the hall of the cells and past them to the a more open area, complete with a television, several board games and comfy looking chairs. There are two guards in close proximity, along with an orderly. All be herself, sitting alone, is Amelia, playing chess. Roxi, Lei & Amelia, approach her.



Roxi – Why?



Amelia turns and a big grin crosses her face.



Amelia – Oh, hey! I was hoping you might show up!



Roxi – What was the purpose of the lives you help cost tonight? Why did you do this?!



Amelia – I'm so glad you brought Lei.



Lei immediately bows in respect.



Lei – Mistress, I am sorry for this mess.



Amelia – Don't worry Lei, you don’t have anything to be sorry about.



Roxi – Answer the question, Amelia!



Amelia gets a confused look on her face.



Amelia – I didn’t do anything, Lady Bedlam. Not in the slightest. I’ve been here, waiting for my time to expire.



Roxi – Then if you didn’t set up the game, who did?



Amelia – What game?



Roxi – Don't play games with me, Amelia.



Amelia – But I like them... see? Chess is a thinking person’s game, right? You have to be two or three steps ahead.



Lei – Mistress, what is our plan?



Amelia – Lei, I know we’re a team, but we have to be apart for a little while longer.



Roxi – If you aren’t behind this, then who is? Who is pulling the strings?!



Amelia – It's not me. What have I always told you, Lady Bedlam?



Roxi cocks her head, confused.



Roxi – That I...



Amelia – Yes?



Roxi starts to think about what Amelia has said.



Roxi – You're right, it’s not you, Amelia.



Amelia – See! I knew you’d see it my way.



Keira looks confused.



Keira – Wait what?



Amelia – I'm not the one you’re looking for, but I do appreciate you bringing Lei here so we can have a little time together.



Lei walks forward and bows again, as Amelia stands up and hugs Lei tightly.



Amelia – I miss you, Lei.



Roxi’s eyes widen as she figures out what’s going on. She instantly tries to break it up, but it’s too late, Lei begins to groan and spit up blood. Amelia callously begins stabbing Lei multiple times. Roxi breaks it up as Lei stumbles and falls back, clutching her stomach and chest.



Roxi – Get the doctor!



Roxi and Amelia struggle over the knife and Roxi knocks it out of her hand and it falls harmlessly as the Guards rally around Roxi to subdue Amelia. Keira tends to the fallen Lei, who reaches out for Amelia.



Lei – I am... sorry... mistress...



Roxi is able to subdue, Amelia, until Amelia grabs the fire exstinguisher and sprays it all around Roxi and the guard. Roxi backs away, trying to keep the stream of nitrogen and carbon dioxide away. Amelia is able to make a run for it.



Guard – Don’t let her get away!



The guards chase after Amelia as Roxi coughs for a few seconds, her breath taken away. Keira holds Lei as the medical staff arrive. And begin to work on her. Keira then rushes over to Roxi.



Keira – Are you okay?



Roxi – Fine...



Keira – What did you mean when you said Amelia didn’t do it? She just stabbed her bodyguard!



The guards who were chasing Amelia slowly come back in, looking around for her.



Roxi – Where is she?



Guard – There's no sign of her. We can’t let her escape, we thought she might have doubled back.



Roxi – Put this place on lockdown.



Roxi goes to the window and opens it, getting air, but preparing to step out, until Keira stops her.



Keira – You need to explain this to me.



Roxi – Amelia isn’t behind this... She’s just part of it.



Keira – What?



Roxi – That's wasn’t Amelia.



Keira shakes her head.



Keira – What?



Roxi – Amelia knows who I am, she’s never called me Lady Bedlam. Ever. She knows who you are, and you didn’t even get acknowledged. And Lei... obviously we saw what happened there. That... was not Amelia.



Keira – So... where is Amelia then?



Roxi turns and looks back at Keira, even through the mask, Keira can see the worry in her eyes.



Roxi – Go home.



Keira – What about you?



Roxi – I'll be fine. But I need you at home in case anything happens.



Keira – ….



Roxi – Please.



Keira nods and she teleports away. The guards are scrambling around.



Guard – The lockdown... it’s not working.



Guard #2 – Is it a glitch? This is a bad time to need tech support.



Roxi – Have someone keep an eye on the cameras. I need to get to the roof.



Roxi walks through the corridors and notices the elevators are now not operational, and so she races up the fire escape stairwell, the only one leading to the roof. She kicks the door in and heads out onto it. And there, standing on the edge, is Amelia.



Roxi – The game is over.



Amelia – The game is just beginning Lady Bedlam. You have no control over when, or where it ends.



Roxi – I know you’re not Amelia. Knock it off.



Amelia – Why would say something like that?



Roxi – Fine... I guess you’ll need to prove it.



Amelia – This isn’t enough?



Roxi – Not for me.



Amelia – You’re just mad I won the game.



Roxi – You didn’t win anything. Now you have to prove who you are.



Amelia – Pfft. That is a dumb game.



Roxi – It’s easy. What’s my name?



Amelia is visibly flustered.



Amelia – Lady Bedlam, why are you trying to play this game.



Roxi – No, I’m not asking you that. What is MY name?



Amelia – I already told you!



Roxi – You’re not Amelia. Now it all makes sense.



Amelia – You think you figured out the game?!



Roxi – Yeah, I have. The chain started with Mr. Distinguished, but he’s not a killer. Never has been. So, you used him as the start. And the whole chain was based on gathering personal information. Amelia wouldn’t have access to that kind of information. You scared all of those people into doing your dirty work, because you wanted to be a hero. It said so in the letter. And there’s only one person that ever wanted to do that.



Amelia – What are you talking about? Of course, I did.



Roxi – And now, the lockdown of the building, the easy disappearance... You are not Amelia. The game, is over, Cypher.



Amelia stands, hands on hips, and then the angry growl turns into a smile, and Amelia shape-shifts into Cypher, the true form.



Cypher – I have to give you credit Lady Bedlam, you managed to figure it out, a little faster than I had anticipated.



Roxi – People died tonight because your sick game.



Cypher – Only bad people, Lady Bedlam. Only bad people. People cheer when bad things happen to bad people. You must know that. I believe people call it “karma”. It’s an odd belief, but tell me, who is going to miss those men who died tonight? A fool who still believes it to be the 1920’s? A vigilante sniper? A mob boss dealing weapons and drugs? And this insane woman’s bodyguard who will go to extremes to defend her? These are people that this world will not miss. I have, effectively neutralized many of the very same criminals and villains you must be tired of dealing with by now. I have made your life easier, Lady Bedlam. You must see this.



Roxi – There’s nothing but death. The people you have killed tonight could have been rehabilitated.



Cypher – You don’t even believe that, Lady Bedlam. How many times have you fought with these criminals, sent them off to jail, sent them to this asylum, and they escape and the whole pattern starts over again. This is a fool’s errand and your statistical probability of survival drops each time you face theme criminals. Eliminating them now frees up time and manpower your guild could easily use more effectively.



Roxi – And you think that those people dying makes you justified? That is proves some kind of point? This is what you never understood. You have all that knowledge and information, but you’re more machine than human.



Cypher – I simply have the will to do what you do not.



Roxi – You used information to manipulate people, because you calculated that this was a good thing. You turned people against each other for some sick game. You are just a cold, calculating, machine. Whatever human that may have existed once, you have erased. You took lives tonight, and that simply takes a part of your humanity.



Cypher – That is illogical.



Roxi – Maybe, but it’s something that makes me, me, you are as fake as you Amelia impersonation.



Cypher – Enough! I have done the world a great service tonight! I have ended reigns of terror! And if you cannot see that and objectively see the good, you are just as big a problem as anyone else.



Cypher then charges Roxi and the two begin to grapple for a dominant position, but Roxi simply tosses Cypher down.



Roxi – You are outmatched and you’re not going to win. Tell me, how much did Amelia promise you?



Cypher – She simply promised me that chance to be the hero. And I took it.



Roxi – She played you for a fool.



Cypher – You know nothing.



Roxi – I know that she would have gladly left you in this place in hers. She doesn’t care about you. Whatever deal you made, you’re not getting anything out of it.



Cypher – I already have what I wanted.



Cypher charges again, throwing punches that Roxi dodges and then tosses him back again. Cypher then gets up and slips, falling off the edge of the building and catching himself, holding on for dear life. Roxi rushes over and looks down, and extends her hand.



Roxi – Grab my hand.



Cypher – What?



Roxi – Grab my hand, I’ll pull you up.



Cypher – Why would you do such a thing? You have no reason to save me.



Roxi – You’re right, I don’t. But despite all the terrible things you’ve done tonight, this is what I do. Now grab my hand!



Cypher – This is... so... illogical.



Roxi – Come on!



Cypher looks up and grabs Roxi’s arm, and she pulls him up and to safety.



Cypher – Why would you save me?



Roxi – It’s my job.



Cypher – I will never understand you, Lady Bedlam.



Roxi – People are complex. You don’t become a hero by killing the bad guys, or those you deem bad. You become a vigilante. We don’t get to decide who and how and when people should die, simply because they are bad people and do bad things. We are not above the law, and not above judgment.



Cypher – You must see the positive aspects of this...



Roxi – I see people having died to make you feel justified. Killing is easy. And even now you don’t feel for those people. You see what they’ve done, and believe yourself to be right. I could walk into this asylum and kill everyone. I could do that. But then what? Sooner or later, there is no one to fight, there is no one to quench that new found thirst, and then... you begin to justify why you are right in taking lives. And soon, you just start doing it to make yourself feel better. That’s not a path I’m EVER going to walk on.



Cypher – This is – UGH!



Another bullet is fired, this one from the same roof, Roxi looks over and Cypher is hit, down and bleeding. The gun, is being held by the actual Amelia.



Amelia – Congratulations, LB! You figured it all out!



Roxi – Amelia! You were behind this!





Amelia – uh, duh! I told you, you needed to think about me more. And then you very rudely left before we could finish talking. All you had to do was talk to me, and we could have avoided all of this.



Cypher – Why....



Amelia – Oh come now computer boy, It was all part of the game.



Roxi – Cypher was the real final target...



Amelia – Yay! You are so smart, LB! What do you think I’ve been planning this whole time? You think I was silent because I had reformed? You just think you know me.



Roxi – All of this... senseless murder...



Amelia – I know...is it fun?!



Roxi growls as she charges Amelia, but Amelia fires off shots, causing Roxi to dodge. Amelia then rushes to the edge of the roof and waits. Roxi rushes over and grabs her by the collar.



Roxi – You monster!



Amelia – At least I can admit it.



Roxi hears something in the distance, and then looks over to see a helicopter heading straight for them. Gunfire reigns down as Roxi let’s go of Amelia and has to take cover. The helicopter gets closer to the roof and a rope ladder is sent down. Roxi looks up and can see Lei piloting the chopper.



Roxi – One step ahead...



Amelia – Well... it’s been fun, But I’ve got to go... Game....OVER!



Amelia steps onto the rope ladder, and it flies off, Roxi looking to give chase, but turns back to Cypher.



Cypher – I am... sorry...



Roxi – Not as sorry as you’re going to be. She loose now! All because you wanted to play hero! Ugh... We’re going to get you fixed, and then... you’re going to spend every waking movement you have... to help me track her down... Anyone else dies after tonight... it’s on YOUR head.



Cypher – I didn’t know...



Roxi – Dammit....



Roxi helps Cypher up to take him back for medical attention as the scene fades.






“The most important weapon in your arsenal will be your ability to adapt.”

- Batman (Batman and Robin Vol 1 24)


Hello again SCW,



I come to again, a week of preparation under my belt and the confidence to know that I can make history in a few days, and that is great. I also come to you with a new understanding of what I have to be able to do. I have to be able to beat someone on a roll. This is not something new to me or anything like that, but it is a sudden change, and well... really, it’s something I seem to struggle with. When I sat back, I made so many crazy mistakes back in the day and I tried too hard to be something I wasn’t. Maybe I was putting too much pressure on myself, I do that a lot. Maybe I just felt I was bigger than I really was, and that ending up costing me. I remember when Delia was the hottest thing since sliced bread and she had that Bombshell’s championship for a long time. Right before that... I tried to stop the Mean Girls right before it started, and I didn’t quite get the job done.



I should have beaten Alicia Lukas the first time, but I didn’t. I lost, and I had to regroup and even then, I also had to deal with 4 other people plus Alicia. It was crazy. I should have even Prudance's undefeated streak, but I didn’t. I have missed a lot of opportunities in my career, and I get that, and I’m not going to hide from it. I took those losses maybe a little too personally, because maybe, even in those times, I felt like I was maybe better than I was. I felt that maybe I was just too good, and rushed into every challenge headlong, eager to prove myself, and it led to mistakes, and my downfall. I had to learn to adapt to these situations because quite frankly, I couldn’t rely on just being the “good one” as they say, alone. That was always the need. I needed to live up that “Superhero” status I put on myself, and when I didn’t, I felt like I let the world down, mainly because it was what I expected.



I’ve learned now, and over time, to temper those expectations now. I know who I am, and I know what I can do. It just took me this long to realize that. I know that sometimes, I may lose a match here or there, and I’m still struggling with some of those losses, but for the most part, I know that there’s more along the horizon. I know that there’s more that I have left to do, and winning isn’t everything. It’s okay to fall down, you learn from it. I’ve tried my best to learn from those mistakes.



But, the point is, history is clearly not on my side for this right now. I am the underdog, and Myra Rivers appears to be unstoppable. And given my history, I don’t know what to expect at this point. I am not doubting myself, because I know what I’m capable of, I’m just saying if we’re looking at this whole match within the context of history and current situation, I’m not looking good, I’ll tell you that much, right now.



But thankfully, we do not go by simply “what’s on paper”



If we went by what’s on paper, maybe I would win all the time, I dunno. Maybe I would have won all those big matches I lost or something. But we don’t live in that kind of world, and nothing about this is an absolute certainty. All I can really tell you is that I’m certainly going to try my best to become the Internet champion. And I know that Myra Rivers will give me everything she’s got in order retain that championship, and that’s cool. That’s what I want, that’s what she wants, and that’s the main goal here. We both have to go out there and give it our all. And hey, maybe some people believe on paper that I have this match in the bag, but I can tell you that that is not a theory I subscribe to. I have no delusions that I’m just going to walk into Into the Void and just win without one heck of a fight. There is a reason that Myra has broken, heck, shattered the record for being Bombshell’s internet champion. She’s good. No, she’s very, very good.



I’d go as far as to say she’s great. From what I have seen, she is fully capable of beating anyone at any time. And yes, I will include myself in that statement. But the things is, I am capable of doing just the same. I have shown it time and time again. And you know, despite the fact that I’ve rushed in headlong to many situations, I always seem to find myself in the big situations over and over. I will tell you right now, I feel that pressure. It’s that good pressure, the type that makes you stand up and go, well... it’s on now. I have been feeling it all this week, because I have an opponent that is unlike many others, but an opponent that while in name and physical appearance are different, I’ve faced ring veterans many times in my career.



Amy Jo Smyth is one of my best friends and she is a very savvy veteran in and out of the ring. She’s done so much and I know she’s always been amazing in the ring, even when the appearances were not as frequent as they once were. Winning the Olympus Trios Championship with her and Keira was amazing. But she was able to teach me a lot even though I have been in wrestling for going on a decade. She’s never stopped teaching and being a mentor. I’m very proud to have her as my friend. She has been doing this for a long time, and when I stepped into the ring with her, it was a huge learning experience. I learned about grit, and sometimes, you have to go above and beyond what you think your limits are in order to win at the end of the day. Sometimes you have to reach down in places you didn’t think ever existed, and pull out that last little bit and keep going. She’s been one of the people that taught me that you can’t give up when the work gets hard. Because the work, will ALWAYS be hard. She always said the only easy day was yesterday. She may have stolen that from somewhere, but still, she says it a lot.



Now, I’m not staying that AJ and Myra are the same, because they are not. I’m saying they are veterans who know what they are doing and I clearly will have to be on my toes. But hey, I have been doing this for almost 10 years, so it’s not like I need to be told that, though sometimes just hearing it makes it stick. So yes, Myra has been doing this long enough that if I am not careful, my night can end very quickly. I’m not trying to give away a strategy or anything, but let’s face it, this match, more than likely will not be won on a fluke. At least, that’s not what I’m shooting for. I’m not trying to have some wacky roll-up win the match or anything like that. No, I want a good match, with a clear winner, and either way, history is made. And either way, everybody wins.



Well, I guess that ending is with me winning. At least I’d feel that way. I would still consider and do consider beating Myra to be a major accomplishment and I hope that she feels the same way about beating me. But I’m not saying everything is perfect if I win, because while Myra would still have the single greatest run with the championship to this point, the fact is, it would be over, and obviously, Myra doesn’t want that to happen. But I’ve said it before about streaks, once they end, the fun seems to be sapped, and I mean, good luck trying to match that again. Losing a streak can take it out of you if you’re not careful. It can make everything seem like you are a failure because you get to that one point and you feel so good and everything is clicking and then... you just don’t anymore. Then you can get the opposite and that’s a slump and then you feel like you’ll never win again. A lot of things can happen if I beat Myra. My hope is that she is proud of what she accomplished and understands that I wasn’t ever trying to just beat her to end a run and make her look bad. I’m not trying to just step in and ruin things for her. That’s just not what I do.



I just know that once that pain of loss fades, Myra can look back and then... who knows, maybe she’d be in line for an actual shot at the Bombshell’s championship. I’d personally love to see Myra get another chance to dance with those lights on bright. Probably just as much, if not more than me. And no, I’m not trying to push Myra into a spot, because I’m afraid of Amber or anything. Amber knows if the match gets made, it’ll be on again, I’m not ducking that fight by any means.



This is the match that I earned, and I intend to make the most of the opportunity. It means I have to end a very long streak and title reign, it means I have to be at the top of my game to do so, and it means it’s going to be a fight to the finish. But it’s a fight to the finish, I truly believe I can win. It’s is going to be tough? Sure, grueling? Maybe. But it’s going to be a heck of a match, no matter what.


I very much look forward to seeing Myra at Into the Void, and let’s just see who comes out the winner.


I will be ready.


I will see you all there.
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Myra Rivers

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Learning from my Mistakes: Part 2
« Reply #4 on: May 21, 2021, 11:52:26 PM »
“It goes without saying that throughout my career, I have hurt many people in many different ways. I acknowledge that over the years, I have burnt so many bridges in and out of wrestling largely because I couldn’t get out of my own head. Whether it’s bridges with other wrestlers, other wrestling companies or people in my personal life, I’ve messed up and caused those bridges to collapse. But the mistakes that you regret the most… at the end of the day… are the ones that hurt the people that are closest to you… the ones that you love the most…

And of anyone that has ever been part of this wrestling business… it’s my lifelong best friend that I will always regret hurting the most…”

Fall 2015

“How can you do this to me?” I remember hearing my lifelong, on-and-off best friend Jazmyn Rain say to me in the locker room backstage at a GCW show. She was so distraught, tears already flooding her eyes. I could sense that she was hurt but I wasn’t feeling sympathy deep down inside. I was feeling nothing but joy from the pain she was experiencing. “We’ve known each other forever and you go behind my back and sleep with MY boyfriend? WHY?”

I narrowed my eyes in a cold and calculating manner toward Jazmyn before snickering at her.

“How can you find ANY of this funny? This isn’t funny! You’re messing with my personal life! You’re married to a wonderful man and you have a beautiful daughter that’s about to turn two and you cheat on him?  I don’t understand why you’d do this…”

“Why don’t you shut up and stop your whining and I’ll be glad to explain it to you…”

Jazmyn began to get a little angry with me.

“I hate my husband. All he’s ever been is dead weight to me. Period! He’s always wanted me to be the stay at home mom! Hell with that. I didn’t care. I came back to wrestling anyway. I figured why not hurt both people that are a blight on my existence right now at the same time…”

“This isn’t you, Myra…” Jazmyn stated, trying to plead with me.

“You know what really isn’t me, Jazmyn? Being stuck in YOUR SHADOW! I sign with GCW, I make my grand return to professional wrestling and the audience forgets that I exist! WHY? Because everyone is SO busy ADORING YOU! Jazmyn this, Jazmyn that! Oh Jazmyn is having an amazing comeback in wrestling. Oh Jazmyn was an amazing GCW International Champion! Meanwhile, I’m the North American champion and I get IGNORED! Where’s the praise for MY comeback? I am SICK of being in your shadow. I’m SICK of everything being about you. I’m SICK OF YOU! I have carried you on my back for YEARS and now you think you’re BETTER THAN ME?”

“Myra… why are you being like this?” She asked through her tears.

“You think you are better than me…”

“NO I DON’T!” she screamed back. “I would never think that! I’ve done nothing to you! You can’t end 25 years of our friendship over this. Please, Myra. Come to your senses!”

“I already did…” I said without hesitation. “...and when I did? I decided that there’s no more friendship between us. Have your fun, Jazmyn… but I’ve only just BEGUN to hurt you…”

Saying this without remorse, I stormed out of the room and slammed the door shut. Not leaving right away, I pressed my ear against the door and heard Jazmyn breaking down, sobbing and crying. This pain from her continued to make me happy as I walked away…

“Of all the ways that you can hurt your best friend and destroy your friendship with her, sleeping with her boyfriend to try to fuck with her head and to try and destroy her career is one of the  most fucked up ways of doing so…” I reflected. “...to this day, I still regret that I ever did this and I consider this the biggest mistake of my career. The one thing that’s worse than making the mistake is making it worse…”

November 2015

Later that fall, I walked into a medical room with a baseball bat in hand. I was furious at what I had just witnessed a few minutes prior to this moment. Inside of me, I was experiencing the bitter feelings of failure and insecurity. In the distance, I saw that Jazmyn was being checked up on by a doctor before he disappeared. I glared at her from far away before I ultimately went up to her with the baseball bat, more as a means of intimidation than anything else. She looked at me quite doe eyed as she clutched the GCW Global Championship she just won close to her chest. I was definitely sensing fear.

“So you did it... “ I said in a bitter tone of voice. “...you won your first world title. I’d say congratulations but… you don’t deserve them, not from me.”

Jazmyn said nothing as she was bracing for the worst. I grabbed the baseball bat even harder and I was really tempted to swing it right at her head.

“It’s VERY unfair that YOU get to be a world champion and I can’t! I’ve waited for nearly FIVE YEARS to be a world champion again and you come back to wrestling and win a world title in 8 months? I hate you… I HATE YOU…”

“If you hate me so much why don’t you just face me and try to win this from me…” she said, defiantly, with a similar cold, calculating look in her eyes. Her bravado just made me laugh. “Beat the hell out of me with that baseball bat! Do it!”

I just laughed as I chucked the bat aside.

“All in due time…” I said as I turned around and began to leave. “...when this is all over… you will NEVER want to wrestle again…”

Again, walking out of the room, I felt no remorse: just hatred for my then-former best friend.

August 2016

I was staring through a window inside of the emergency room and I saw Jazmyn completely unconscious as she was suffering from some really brutal injuries that I had put her through. Seeing her unconscious really brought happiness toward a soul that was so far off the beaten path that many people thought I had crossed the point of no return.

“You thought you were going to beat me in that seven stages of hell match, huh? You thought that you were going to outlast me in one of the most physical matches both of us would ever have. Nope. I knew you weren’t good enough to defeat me. God, I am so glad that FINALLY I have a moment that I can look back on and say that I am superior to you! The word on the street is that you were toying with death because of the injuries that I caused you....”

Not even this rumor was enough for me to slow down my hatred of Jazmyn at this point.

“Putting you through all that pain and suffering during that match… busting you open… torturing you with every weapon imaginable, putting that straitjacket on you and choking you out and beating you down until you body gave out and I left you bloody, beaten and knocked the fuck out… I’m never going to forget that. I’m never going to get that amazing feast of your pain and suffering that I got to indulge in. This is what happens when you think you’re better than me and I really could care less if you die, Jazmyn. Now that I’m done with you… I get to focus on what REALLY matters… and that’s ME being a world champion again…”

I turned and left her lying in the hospital bed in the unconscious state that I left her in not realizing at the time how massive a mistake the way I had been treating her for months up to this point truly was.

“How could she have ever forgiven me at all?” I’ve since pondered to myself every time we’ve seen each other…

May 16, 2021

“You’re holding back…” Jazmyn said with a look of concern in her voice as we began to wrap up an in-ring practice match. I was caught off guard when she said this as I dropped her down to the mat with a drop toe hold. I stood up and Jazmyn did the same. She came toward me and I threw a soft clothesline that she ducked easily. Turning around, she decked me with a punch. I fired back with a slap instead of a punch as some old guilt was pervasing my psyche.

“What the hell, Myra?” Jazmyn said, not thrilled with the slap.

“I’m doing the best that I can.”

“You’re not! Let’s just start over!”

I nodded and we separated from each other. We locked up in the center of the ring, but I really wasn’t giving it my all. Jazmyn easily shoved me to the floor and she began to throw up her hands in frustration.

“What?” I asked her.

“You’re going too easy on me. We both have big matches happening in our careers and you’re holding back too much. Is something wrong? Is there something going on in your life that you haven’t told me about?”

“No, it’s not that Jazmyn…”

“Are you too nervous regarding your match against Roxi?”

“No, I feel pretty good about that.”

“Then talk to me! What’s wrong?”

“This is going to sound stupid Jaz…”

I turned my back toward her and hung my head, briefly soaking in all of the awful things that I had done to her in the past and how my actions before nearly destroyed her. The flood of guilt was just too much for me to really stay focused and every horrible thing that I had done to my best friend was really getting to me. I looked back at Jazmyn who was starting to grow worried for me before I hung my head again looking down on the mat.

“...I’m afraid of hurting you… like I did before…”

“Ooooh…”

“I think about all of the awful things that I’ve done to you every single time we see each other. I think about the time that you ended up in the hospital because of me and nearly died… well… you DID die and then you were revived. I feel so responsible for that and I’ve never been able to shake that. I’ve never been able to move past the time I slept with your then-boyfriend and cheated on Ricky. I’ve never been able to come to terms with what I’ve done to you and it hurts so bad. I wish I never did any of those things. I wish I wasn’t so caught up in such a mad way of thinking that mirrored that of my own father. I wish I was so much better than what I was at that time and you deserved none of that. I nearly destroyed your career and your life and you’re still being friends with me like nothing happened. Bless you for having an amazing heart, but every time I see you, I feel like I don’t deserve to have you in my life… not after all the bad things I’ve done to you…”

I was definitely feeling melancholy when Jazmyn began to walk up to me. I could feel her confusion as she stood next to me.

“I don’t even know if I deserve your forgiveness. It’s great that you’re going to be at my hall of Fame induction too, but no matter how good things are between us now, things are never going to be like they were before when I destroyed our friendship. Destroying that friendship is something that I consider to be the biggest mistake of my whole career and while I try so hard, I just can’t live it down. I can’t get over it. You were always loyal to me and that’s how I repay you? Our friendship is defined by all of that nonsense and it’s all my fault….”

Jazmyn lets out a soft sigh, taking in everything that I just said. The wars that we had back in GCW is definitely a sore spot for her, even all these years later. I walk to a corner of the ring, leaning back against the turnbuckles. Jazmyn looks at me still concerned and when she walks in my direction, she meets me eye to eye.

“Yeah, you did do all of those awful things to me…” Jazmyn admitted. “What you did was wrong. You’ve owned up to that. You’ve apologized. You’ve shown me that you’ll never do it again and you’ve made every effort to be better from what you were before. I do appreciate that and I don’t forget that. We’ve been friends, on and off again, for over 30 years now. I can’t imagine my life without you in it. It was tough to find it in my heart to forgive you, but it was the right thing to do. Hell, YOU putting me through all that was the hardest obstacle I ever faced in my career. But it’s over. It’s been over. You haven’t hurt me since GCW and we both left that company nearly three years ago. I understand how you feel, but I’ve never, ever felt like you don’t deserve me in your life…”

“Not once? Never? Not after everything that I’ve done to you?”

“When we had our wars and battles back in GCW, putting each other through all the hell that we did, my mission was never to be better than you. My mission was to never break free from you and prove that I didn’t need you anymore. The war for me was trying to get you to see the light so I could save my own best friend from her own darkness. I have never, for a second, felt like you were an evil person. That time in our careers? Yeah, you had a lot in your head. I always understood. I saw how your father treated you. I had a front row seat to all of the NSWA crap when you first hit the mainstream. I saw how devastated you were when you lost your final match in PRW. You were going through a lot of pain at the time. I could never hate you.”

“You’re telling me that you never hated me. I’m shocked by that. I could’ve sworn that you did. You had every right and every reason to. You had all the reasons in the world to be just like Andrea is now. I could feel your fire every time we wrestled against each other and I could feel how personal it was.”

“I didn’t fight you with hatred in my heart, Myra… but with love. I tried to do all I could to get my best friend back and it didn’t happen in GCW, but I know that my efforts would pay off eventually… even if it took Ricky dying and Kimberly being with you for that to happen. You don’t have to worry about hurting me again because I know that you won’t. Even through all of what you put me through, I always saw you as my friend.”

Jazmyn’s incredible heart and amazing forgiveness brought me to tears and I didn’t even know if they were tears of sorrow or tears of joy. It certainly was an amazing reassurance by Jazmyn that everything really was okay now and that she was no longer affected in any way by all of the horrible, awful things I’d done to her and that she wasn’t torn apart anymore by how I treated her in the past; Jazmyn came up to hug me and I was able to return the hug right back.

“Thank you…” I told her. “That really means a lot to me coming from you. I can never say ‘sorry’ enough for all the crap I put you through.”

“You don’t have to say sorry anymore…” Jazmyn said. “Why do you still need to say sorry when your actions have already shown that?”

“A lesser person would’ve cut me off from their life and never spoken to me again. I’m so fortunate that I have you. You did help me so much along the way too. I remember when you were the one that told me that I had to believe in myself when it came to my career and that’s exactly what I did and look what became of my career. I know that without you, I’d have never accomplished the success that I have over my own career…”

“And without you, I would’ve never become a wrestler in my own right. Without you, I wouldn’t have known what it’s like to be a real wrestler and a true champion in this business. That being said, there’s two things that I’ve gotta tell you. These are two things that you really need to hear because I think it’s going to help you out in the long run.”

We broke our embrace at this point and we created some distance between us when Jazmyn backed away for the moment.

“What’s that?”

“You’ve got to quit it with beating yourself up for what you did. It’s not healthy. I hate seeing you be a slave to your own mistakes. I hate seeing you feel like you don’t deserve something in this life or in this business because of something wrong that you did. This life is all about learning how to live and let go and at some point, it’s gotta click with you that until you do that and until you master the art of doing that, you’re not going to meet your fullest potential in this business. You hadn’t mastered that yet… and that’s one of the reasons why you didn’t win Blast from the Past…”

I sighed a bit, not liking that reminder too much regarding the tournament. Ultimately, I was keeping my head up and being strong for my own sake as well as Jazmyn’s.

“...and the second thing? Quit defining everything by the negative! It was so heartbreaking to hear you say that our friendship has been defined by all the crap you did to me. It’s not true, Miranda… it’s not true at all…”

My eyes widened a bit because I knew that every time Jazmyn used my full first name, that what she just said was incredibly important.

“It’s just a chapter of the long story of our friendship. Can’t you think of the good times we had instead? Can’t you remember our friendship for the amazing memories that we’ve had over the years? The POSITIVE is what defines our friendship. Just because you have to learn from your mistakes doesn’t mean you have to define yourself by them too and that’s another thing you gotta get: you gotta define yourself by how you OVERCAME your mistakes, not the mistakes themselves. The positive memories are what define our friendship and I really want you to think about that…”

“I’m not so sure that I can…”

“I KNOW you can… and when you’re ready to talk about the amazing experiences we’ve had together and when you feel like you’ve got a grip with what I’m trying to tell you… you can meet me at this address…


Jazmyn was quick to walk over to her stuff in an opposite corner and pick up her cell phone. I saw her mess around with it a little bit before I heard my own phone buzz. I picked up my phone in the corner of the ring and saw that she texted me the address.

“Just something to think about…” Jazmyn said as she ultimately left the ring and subsequently, the training facility. I was a little confused by the address that she sent me because it didn’t seem so familiar to me, but when I had a seat near the corner, what she had just mentioned to me about our friendship and thinking of the positive times and amazing memories that we had together in and out of this business truly stuck with me and it had my conscience shifting from the doom and gloom of how awful I had treated her to the bright, positive things that I had done for her in her own wrestling journey…

“Positive memories…” I said as I took a deep breath… “...yeah… let’s remember those.”

And so, that’s exactly what I began to do...

June 2009

“FINALLY!” I exclaimed with excitement as I burst through the curtains… or at least what one would consider a boost after going through a Hell in a Cell match! I was elated as I brought the PRW World Championship with me to the backstage area and Jazmyn would be the first one to greet me. We both exchanged a huge hug: one of the tightest we’ve ever exchanged in all of the years that we’ve known each other.

“You FINALLY did it!!!!” Jazmyn said with excitement. “You’ve become a made wrestler in this business!”

“I’m on top of the world…” I said with exasperation as I looked at the PRW World Championship. “Yeah, this might be my second world title, but I really feel like it’s a world title that means something this time.This is amazing! I wasn’t even expected to wrestle for the world title tonight. I didn’t even know I deserved it after I was picked as an injury replacement and everything. But you know what? I wasn’t going to say no to that opportunity! I was always going to take advantage of it and that’s exactly what I did!”

“You’re so amazing, Myra!”

“Thanks, Jazz!”

“You were never expected to amount to this, but against all odds: through your father putting you through so much hell, NSWA holding you back, all the WXWF drama and so forth, you overcame ALL of that! You are like my biggest inspiration EVER!”

“Jazz…” I said with a humbled laugh.

“In fact… you make ME want to become a professional wrestler myself! That’s how much you really inspire me and I think I’m going to do it!”

I was shocked, but in a good way.

“You’re going to help me right? I’m dead serious about this…”

“Yeah…” I said with a nod. “You got my word on that. If you really want to do this, I’m going to help you become a wrestler and a damn good one at that, you have my promise…”

April 2011

“I feel like I’ve fulfilled that promise now…” I happily said to Jazmyn as we began to celebrate in our hotel room. We both had wide smiles on our faces as we looked at the PRW Tag Team Championships that we had won earlier in the night sitting on the dresser.

“This is a dream come true for me!” Jazmyn said with delight. “I always imagined being a wrestler and winning my first championship, but never in a million years did I ever imagine that my first championship in wrestling was going to be a tag team championship with my best friend!”

My heart was feeling warm as hell when we hugged each other. Winning the tag team championships with Jazmyn was one of the greatest feelings I had ever experienced myself. To share such an amazing moment with someone that was basically a sister to me was absolutely surreal.

“I never imagined it either.”

“I really have to thank you though…” Jazmyn said with a smile.

“For what?”

“You believed in me. When I first told you that I wanted to be a wrestler, you didn’t laugh at me. You didn’t discourage me. You took me under your wing. You trained me. You believed in me even though I didn’t believe in myself and yeah, I know I was stubborn at times and I didn’t like how hard you were on me on occasion, but it was for the greater good and THIS…”

Jazmyn paused to pick up one of the PRW tag team titles, raising it in the air triumphantly.

“...THIS is the reward for ALL of that!”

“You’re going to be an amazing wrestler in this business, I promise! It warms my heart to see you be a champion. This has to be the best night our friendship has ever had!”

“Damn right it is!” Jazmyn said with an overjoyed laugh. To this day, this was still the best moment in our friendship.

November 2020

“I can’t do this anymore…” Jazmyn tearfully said. “Everything has been so bad for me the last couple of years and I’m so tired of being so unlucky. I can’t be in a wrestling company worth a crap. I can’t get my career off the ground anymore.”

I sighed, feeling nothing but sympathy for her knowing what it felt like to want to give up on professional wrestling forever.

“I’m 36 with no future in this business…”

“That’s not true, Jaz.”

“It’s not…” she said, as she looked at me with tears in her eyes.

“I’M 36 too, remember? And I’m experiencing the most amazing highs of my career! Age is just a number and just because things haven’t happened for you in a while doesn’t mean it’s over.”

“But everywhere I go… people think I’m a joke…” she said worryingly. “I’m not taken seriously anymore. People just laugh at me and label me as past my prime now when most of what’s happened has been in companies that can’t stay open.”

“Jazmyn, did you forget what you told me back in Las Vegas 12 years ago? Did you forget what you told me about how the opinions of other people don’t matter? As long as YOU believe in YOU… THAT is what matters!”

This snapped Jazmyn out of her pity party.

“Do I need to go over how many times you proved me wrong back in GCW when you kept overcoming my worst again and again and again? I was the hardest battle you ever fought and you overcame that. If you can overcome all the garbage I put you through in GCW, then I know you can overcome this too…”

This reminder is what got Jazmyn to pull it together.

“Thank you SO much for reminding me of all that.”

Jazmyn let out a sigh that was more determined than anything.

“I will not quit. I will turn this around. The next company I join, I’m going to shine brighter than ever! You’ve set the blueprint for that with your success in Sin City Wrestling and there’s no reason in the world why I can’t do what you’ve done over there. Thank you for being there for me and for not giving up on me…”

“Always Jaz… always…”

May 17, 2021

I arrived at Jazmyn’s mystery address which was a municipal park in Coral Gables, Florida. I looked around quite stunned by the place considering all of the childhood memories that I had from when I was a young girl. I walked around the park looking for her and it took me a while, but ultimately, I found Jazmyn sitting on one of two swings on a swing set. I didn’t hesitate at all walking toward her and I saw that she had some form of book underneath the swing she was sitting on. I was definitely having some really good vibes about this as I saw on the swing. She saw me and of course, smiled at me.

“Memories, huh?” she asked me.

“Like I’m going to forget the park where you and I first met and all the amazing times we had here before we got too old to use everything here. We were so innocent, knowing nothing about the world, already thinking that we were going to be best friends forever and all of that. Yeah, I remember nothing but happy times between us when we came here.”

“That’s the point I was trying to make to you yesterday…” Jazmyn admitted with confidence. “Not one bad memory between us happened here. In fact,this is the only place where we can both honestly say that there are nothing but happy memories as far as our friendship goes.”

“I was thinking…” I began. “You know… about everything that you said. I wasn’t offended at all by what you said because you were right. I focus too damn much on the negative. I know that we had some bad times between us and I know that I was the cause for just about all of that, but you’re a hundred percent right. I shouldn’t be beating myself up for it and thinking that I don’t deserve this or that because of something that I did. I made a mistake by defining our friendship by everything that I ever did to you when there was so much more good than bad between us over the years. I’ve focused so damn hard on redemption in my Sin City Wrestling career and trying to right all the wrongs that I’ve done that I’ve never stopped to smell the roses… not once.”

“I know what you mean, Myra.” Jazmyn said with an understanding tone. “I want to show you something real quick.”

At this point, Jazmyn picked up the book that was underneath the swing she was sitting on. Come to find out, it wasn’t a book. It was a photo album. I leaned in her direction a bit as she opened the book and it was littered with pages and pages of amazing memories between us over the years.

“Wow! That’s us on these very swings when we were like what? Six?”

Jazmyn nodded.

“Oh and here’s me smashing your face in the cake on your seventh birthday…” Jazmyn said with a laugh as I narrowed my eyes in amusement.

“And there’s me getting you back on your eighth…”

“There we are at our first party in high school… and getting drunk at graduation… and getting drunk at my college graduation…”

“There’s us celebrating our tag team championship victory in PRW…” I said with a smile.

“There we were having a drink at the bar a while back when we reunited and buried the hatchet.”

“Nowhere in that photo album did you ever include one bad memory of us at all.”

“Nope! Myra, I prefer to remember all of the good times instead of being burdened by the past. It is important to learn from your mistakes as I’ve told you before. But you can’t let your mistakes stop you from being at your fullest potential and you especially can’t allow them to stop you from being happy.”

“What do you mean, Jazz? I think I get it, but…”

“You’ve been in Sin City Wrestling for a year now… longer than that…” Jazmyn reminds me. “You’ve beaten some big names and you’ve done some amazing things during your time there, but all you have done after every big moment is downplay it. You acknowledge that it happens, and you move on. You don’t celebrate it. You even discourage other people from throwing you any sort of celebration. Last year at Into the Void, you beat Amber Ryan, girl. Remember that? Of course you do! But how did you celebrate that?”

“I didn’t…” I said with a sigh. “I was happy that night and when I woke up the next morning, I moved on to focusing on the next thing.”

Jazmyn shakes her head at this.

“What about when you beat Alicia?”

“Same thing. I had an Internet title match to win and that’s where my focus went. I didn’t really think about celebrating when I beat Kate because I knew I was facing the toughest competition of my career and that it was very possible that I could have a short reign. But I didn’t have a short reign at all.”

“Were you even happy that you broke the record for the longest Bombshells Internet title reign?”

“Not really. I thought it was cool, but I really didn’t think of it as that big of a deal. I always had that mindset that I still had a long way to go to get to where I want to be in this business and that celebrating records was secondary. It was the same thing when I broke the record for the most defenses.”

“Honestly girl, you should’ve celebrated breaking Alicia Lukas’s record for the longest championship reign in the history of the Bombshells Championship. That in and of itself deserved a party!”

“I’ve been trying to not let any of it get to my head, Jazmyn. That’s all it is. I’ve always worried that if I indulged in even ONE ounce too much of happiness from all of the records I’ve broken and all of the amazing things that I’ve done with the Bombshells Internet Championship, that I would fall back into old habits and risk going back to my old ways. I’ve really, really been trying so damn hard not to repeat my old mistakes.”

“I understand where you’re coming from, but darn it, there is such a thing as trying too damn hard and sometimes, I feel like that’s what you’re doing. Go ahead. Celebrate what you’ve accomplished. It’s like I said yesterday, you’ve got to learn how to live and let go and there you are, burdening yourself with your past to the point where you’re too afraid to be happy or to celebrate anything you’ve ever done. Every Bombshell on the SCW roster would KILL to have the reign that you’ve had and so many of them would be bragging about their accomplishments just about every single gosh darn day! You know that’s true. You’ve made amazing progress and you’ve done so many wonderful things but ultimately, I see someone that is holding herself back.”

This comment certainly took me by surprise.

“In this sort of context, the fact that you’ve been Internet champion for so long when you’ve held yourself back and burdened yourself with your past just makes it all the more impressive, honestly. You’re too worried about everything that could possibly go wrong because of your past to focus on all the positive things that you’ve accomplished and that holds you back from ever being a finished product in the wrestling business. I don’t mean to sound harsh, Myra… but damn.. Don’t you think you deserve a permanent break from having to be that way?”

“I never thought of that…” I said back to her. “That never occurred to me at all. You’re right. I am worrying too much about what can go wrong and I remember how devastated I felt after Blast from the Past and how for a brief moment, I felt like all of my hard work and dedication to my career in Sin City Wrestling meant nothing. I was so devastated because I ultimately put myself in a self-fulfilling prophecy with that tournament. I don’t know where to begin on changing this mindset…”

“You can begin with a simple question…” Jazmyn prefaced. “Would a Roxi Johnson win take away everything that you’ve accomplished in Sin City Wrestling and render everything that you’ve accomplished in that company as meaning absolutely nothing?”

Being the veteran int his business that I am, I was quick to come up with an answer in my head… and the right one at that.

“No. It wouldn’t take away anything. It would just be the end to one amazing journey and the start of another as far as I’m concerned. Just because my reign would end at her hands, in that type of scenario anyway, doesn’t mean that my whole career in SCW means nothing. I’ve got to have a more positive mindset going forward now and remember all of the good instead of dwelling so much on the bad… especially since all of the awful mistakes I’ve made in my wrestling past ultimately didn’t destroy my career or destroy whatever legacy it's destined to leave behind when it’s over…”

“I think you’re getting it now, Myra…” Jazmyn says with a smile.

“It’s starting to click with me… that’s for sure…”

“And when you beat Roxi and become the first Bombshell in Sin City Wrestling to have a 300 day championship reign, I think that’s something very much worth celebrating. Don’t you?”

I thought about the question for a brief second before I smiled with confidence and responded.

“Yeah. I do. And I promise you that when it happens, we’re going to celebrate it… just you and I…”

Jazmyn was obviously happy with the promise that I just made and as we spent the rest of the day hanging out together, I was left with a bit of a new perspective on things in regards to my title run as well as my entire career in Sin City Wrestling. As Into the Void grew closer, I began to really grow confident in the fact that this new perspective was going to be a huge help in my quest to once again retain the Bombshells Internet Championship…

May 21, 2021

Finding myself in my bedroom and all packed up for Las Vegas in the morning, I sat on the bed with the camera rolling. The Internet Championship was in my hands and I placed it on my lap for a moment. I glanced at the centerplate of it and saw a glimpse of my own reflection. I went through the memories that this championship had brought me from how I came to be in the picture for this championship to everything that I’ve done with the title since I won it. Normally, when I thought about these things, it would feel more like a burden but tonight, it was a different feeling. Tonight, I was feeling happy regarding the Internet championship and my whole story surrounding it. That pride that I was beaming with on the inside took over as I slung it over my shoulder and began to express my thoughts.

“Last year, at Into the Void, I had wrestled Amber Ryan in a match that not many people were really talking about. On top of that, any talk about the match was all about Amber and how huge of a signing she was for Sin City Wrestling with the general attitude around the locker room being that she was going to make an example out of me considering that my signing to this company didn’t bring nearly as much fanfare. I was never bitter about any of that because I got it. I remember Amber tried to run me down a hell of a lot going into that match and no matter how tempting it was to try to engage back in that mudslinging, I didn’t. I took the high road and I didn’t attack her p[ersonally. I didn’t call her names. I didn’t deny any of the charges she brought upon me. I didn’t avoid her heat. I owned up to it. I owned up to my mistakes. I owned up to my shortcomings throughout my years in this business and I never, ever made any excuses for any of them no matter how valid some of them might have been. I handled that match the way I should’ve: as a champion. It sure as hell paid off for me and to me, it began this road of redemption for me of sorts. But from day one of my SCW career, I’ve been wrestling from the perspective of atoning for my sins of the past.

Not that there’s anything wrong with that. There’s never anything wrong with wanting to prove that you have learned from your mistakes from the past. That’s all I’ve done since I’ve been here and yet, even as I’ve compiled the record reign that I have and as I’ve done so many wonderful things during my time as the SCW Bombshells Internet Champion I have to own up to the fact that there has been ONE mistake that I’ve been consistently making ever since I’ve been here that I didn’t realize until recently and that’s something that I WILL have fixed by the time I get to this year’s Into the Void event because doing so will give me a HUGE advantage going in. That mistake? I haven’t stopped to smell the roses, not even one. I’ve focused so hard on my redemption and learning from my mistakes that I’ve forgotten that celebrating what you’ve done and being proud of what you’ve accomplished is just as important as any of it. I’ve worried so damn much on what CAN go wrong that I don’t focus on the positive enough...and Roxi… realizing this gives me an advantage over you because watching what you had to say in light of what I’ve been learning as of late has shown me something about you that is mind boggling to say the least.

YOU TOO have made that mistake that I’ve just mentioned. You’re talking about how worried you are about me should you be the one winning this match. You’re not talking too much about the history you’d be making, you’re expressing too much worry about me and how I’d be able to handle it. Yeah, I know I have a sketchy past to say the least. I get where you’re coming from. I get what you’re saying. I totally understand WHY this would be a concern for me. But at the end of the day, Roxi, you’re worrying far too much about a consequence that I can tell you from the bottom of my heart would NEVER happen if you were to beat me on Sunday. You fear that beating me would start that toxic cycle all over again, but I'm here to tell you that your fears are completely unwarranted and I can tell you that because Blast from the Past? Yeah, that was quite devastating for me, I am NOT going to lie about that Roxi. If falling back to my own ways and falling into that toxic trap all over again was going to happen, it would’ve happened right after the Blast from the Past tournament. It didn’t. Losing that tournament cut me more than what you beating me would cut me. I’m not saying that to downplay the Internet Championship, never. But the fact of the matter is, if you’re going to worry about the consequences of something that may happen, then you’re already behind the eight ball. Take it from someone who has spent virtually her entire career in Sin City Wrestling worrying about the negative and what may happen instead of focusing on the positive and everything that I’ve done in this company.

I would’ve thought you would’ve learned your lesson from last year when you were the SCW Bombshells World Champion, defended that title against Christina Rose and ultimately lost the title to her, but it doesn’t appear that you have, at least not to the fullest extent that you should. Don’t think I don’t know my SCW history there, Roxi. On that night, when you defended the title against her, you didn’t see things from a positive perspective. You lost the mission. I remember, observing SCW from home before I began working here, that you had wanted to win the world title to complete a redemption and really be a testament and a true example to this industry. When you lost the title to Christina, you completely forgot about that. You weren’t focused on why you wanted to win the title in the first place. You weren’t focused on your redemption. Instead, you spent virtually every second of your promo against her going over her negative history, being overly concerned about it, constantly calling her out on her past and worrying so damn much that she was going to go back to her old ways if you defeated her. Essentially, you created your own distraction. You held yourself back out of fear of what COULD happen and Christina took full advantage of it and won the world title from you and you’re SERIOUSLY going to come into THIS match at Into the Void and make the same damn mistake against me that you made against Christina when she beat you for the title?

I get it, Roxi. I’m no angel here either. In all honesty, I‘ve recently realized that I TOO have held myself back out of fear for what could happen. I haven’t celebrated anything that I’ve done with this championship and I own up to the fact that I've been far too cautious. Had I not had the fear of the worst that I’ve carried for just about my whole run in Sin City Wrestling, I likely would’ve won the Blast from the Past tournament and I’d probably be the one facing Amber for the title. I was too damn focused on my past, too damn focused on not repeating the same mistakes that I’ve made in the companies that I’ve wrestled at before, too damn focused on NOT being a fuck up like I was for most of my career prior to coming here that I had been anchoring myself from my fullest potential nd you know what? I’m going to do the one thing that you have failed to do throughout your time here: I'm going to stop carrying that burden of the past on my shoulders. You want to talk about my past in your words about me. You want to break down my pre-Sin City Wrestling career and talk about how I haven’t made anywhere I’ve been better and any of that and the way I see it, you seem to be far more worried and concerned about my past than even I am and you say what you say without even KNOWING where I’ve been and therefore not knowing ANY possible impact that I’ve made where I’ve been or ANY obstacle that any company I’ve wrestled in has thrown in front of me.

You don’t know enough about my history to comment on it, Roxi.

You want fear and worry to hold you back? So be it. It’s a damn shame that you carry around that mindset that you do because at the end of the day, you’re always going to be remembered as one of the greatest Bombshells in Sin City Wrestling and while I get the fact that you want to be humble about things and not let it get to your head, you sure as hell don’t carry yourself as someone who feels that they are one of the best Bombshells of all time. You often express doubt and worry and fear going into your matches in some form or capacity. You clearly have a tendency to focus on what you THINK is wrong with someone else rather than what you can do to make YOURSELF better. Take your comment about my goal of having 20 overall championships and having 5 world titles before I retire. When was the last time I spoke of that, Roxi? You want to label me as someone that does nothing but strive for championships and numbers? I’ve SHOWN that I’m everything but that. When I won the Internet Championship, I didn’t go around the locker room and barge into the offices of Mark Ward and Christian Underwood and DEMAND an Internet Championship match against Kate Steele. Hell, at the time, I wasn’t chasing that title or ANY title. It fell on my lap after Kate Steele pushed for that. Going into my match against Kate, I said that this wasn’t about breaking records and that this wasn’t about padding my resume: but about being the best damn Internet Bombshells Champion I could be in the event that I won it and from day one that I’ve won this championship, that’s exactly what I’ve done. I didn’t win this title to become the longest reigning champion ever. I didn’t win it to have the most defenses. Hell, I didn’t win it to have the longest reign of ANY title in the history of the Bombshells division. All of those things were the furthest thing from my mind, yet you want to paint the picture, or at least throw in a hint, that titles are all I really strive for just because of a goal I haven’t spoken about in months.

I’m not exactly angry at you for this, Roxi. But I will say that I’m definitely disappointed that I’ve been cast as such by you but that just proves what I’m saying, right? About how you have far too much of a tendency to focus on what you THINK is wrong with someone. I know in my heart, having come as far as I have, that even if I never held this Internet Championship at all, I STILL would have proven myself in this company because throughout my whole career, I HAVE ALWAYS been a proven winner. This has been an amazing journey with the Internet Championship, don’t get me wrong on that. I will never forget this reign no matter when it ends. I will never forget the amazing memories that I will leave behind when it’s all over. I’ve learned SO MUCH just from being the Bombshells Internet Champion and even if it does end on Sunday, you can never, EVER take ANY of that away from me and that’s coming from someone who has NEVER had that type of perspective until her arrival in this company.

Maybe I’ve looked back at things and have made the mistake of branding a whole book a failure just because of one bad chapter or even one bad page along the way, but I’m NEVER making that mistake again. Maybe I’ve held myself back and held off on my own happiness out of fear and worry about falling back into old habits, but I’m done with all of that, Roxi. You want to keep making those mistakes in your own right, that’s just fine with me. You want to keep having this fear and this worry about how I’d handle losing this title? Fine! I’m going to be disappointed if you hold onto that fear because I want you to be at your best and holding onto that fear would NOT be Roxi Johnson at her best. I don’t WANT this to be made any easier on me, even one iota, but if you want to carry that burden on your shoulders, that’s ultimately your prerogative at the end of the day. The nightmare scenario that you wanted to talk about doesn’t exist in this match for me Roxi, but it amuses me because you’re filling your head with so much shit to the point of overthinking that I am going to say straight up that if you CONTINUE to overthink in such over the top ways with that, you’re NOT going to be beating me on Sunday. There is no nightmare scenario, Roxi, because I’ve already survived the worst nightmares that I could ever endure in my career.

I’ve become far too strong and far too smart to fall back into my old ways and my old ways are the furthest thing from my mind when it comes to this match. I’m not thinking about failure. I’m not thinking about ‘what if this is the end?’. I’m not fearing a damn thing! I’m done fearing for the worst. I am done anchoring myself and being a slave to my mistakes. I am through with focusing on the negative and focusing on what can go wrong and worrying too much about worst case scenarios and all of that other crap. I’m thinking positive! I’m thinking this is a dream match no matter the outcome. I’m thinking that the legacy I’m leaving with this championship when it’s all over is secure no matter what happens. I am thinking POSITIVE, Roxi! I am thinking with the mindset of someone who believes in herself now more than ever and who already HAS redeemed herself just with everything she’s accomplished in this company.  You’ll see exactly what I mean when I defeat you and make history one more time by being the first Bombshell in Sin City Wrestling history to have a 300 day championship reign.”

Remaining stoic and confident, I shut off the camera having no regrets of everything that I just expressed. I placed the title back on my lap and really began to reflect on my entire journey in Sin City Wrestling so far knowing that no matter what happened at Into the Void, my best was yet to come...