Final Countdown
Alexandra’s Blog
Bangkok, Thailand
Another shot, another chance to prove that Miles and I aren’t the losers that everyone has been trying to make us out to be. We’ve both been the weak link for each other, that’s part of the ups and downs of being a team. It happens and there’s really not much you can do about it, except dust yourself off and keep going. Miles is strong when I’m not and I’m strong when he is not. That’s what a team does. We power through the weak moments together instead of walking around with a chip on our shoulder. We take the bad with the good. We both trust in each other.
Trust, that’s a big part of teamwork. You have to trust your partner. So many people these days believe that it isn't what’s required. You need to be able to trust your tag partner, even in mixed tag action. Honestly, if you don’t have trust, you don’t have anything. I’m sure that the reason the wolves have been at the top of the game as long as they have, is because they trust each other. I’m sure it was clear to everyone in attendance the past few shows, that they can see I am on fire. And I know that Miles is primed and ready to do whatever it takes. If you don’t have trust, you don’t have shit.
But you also need to have teamwork. Lately Miles and I have been a bit busy with other things in our life. I know without a shadow of a doubt that we can take the tag titles this time, because we’ve proven time and time again that there isn’t a team alive out there who has beaten us, other than the Wolves. But it’s funny, we always wind up right back in the ring with them. I think it’s been a long time coming.
There’s so much more I could say, but I have a feeling I need to wait. I know where I stand and once I get the time to talk things out with Miles, I know that we will both be on the same page. And a little message for those who doubt us, the time for doubting is through. There’s a reason WE keep getting that shot. We are a solid team, with a damned good shot at taking the Mixed Tag Team Championships away from the Wolves of Gheimhriah. If you want to, keep doubting and you’ll be proven wrong.
Xoxoxo,
Alexandra Calaway
The Strength of the Pack
The Gym
Brussels, Belgium
Miles and Alexandra met up in Brussel’s finding a gym, the two set up to work out. The two friends had another chance at the Mixed Tag Titles against the Wolves of Gheimhriah. Alexandra worked on a machine next to Miles, before she looked over at him.
“I know I let you down in the past and I can tell you right now. That is not going to happen again. I plan on doing whatever it takes.” She took a deep breath and did another rep, her gaze going to him.
Miles was on his machine, looking over at Ally he began to speak. “We talked about this, we’ve both had our low points and we still sit at the top slot to take the titles away from Finn and Kayla.”
“I know, I know, but I still felt like it needed to be said. Is there something else on your mind?” Alexandra looked over at him, taking a few more reps before they both sat up and looked at each other.
“Well, I’m concerned.” Miles took a deep breath and he began to speak. “You and my brother, that is something that’s been on my mind since this whole thing started. I’m just concerned.”
“About what?” Alexandra looked at him. “Is it because he’s your brother or something else?”
“Well, honestly, it’s everything. The age difference is part of it, the suddenness of it all as well. Nothing against my brother, but even I am still trying to get a feel of him and I’m fairly certain that Carter really does not trust him either.” Miles smirked, “He thinks I don’t know, but I see how Carter reacts, not only around him but even talking about him.”
“He didn’t trust me at the start. But he learned to trust me.” She smiled at him. “I understand the fear and trust me I have my own ones. But know this, Lyle is kind and caring. He believes in you, in us. I know that if Carter took the time to get to know him, like he did me, he’d see it too.” She took a breath. “I know it’s unconventional, but no one would bat an eye at it if he was older and I was younger. It’s an unfair judgment.”
“It is, it is completely unfair because you are both consenting adults but I barely know the guy and he’s my brother. You get what I’m sayin’?”
“Yeah I get it.” She looked down. “I know it can’t be easy for you. Finding out you have a half brother and having to get to know him in the small amount of time you’ve had with him. I just, something tells me that I can trust him and you can too. He just wants to know his family and I feel like, maybe, it’ll help both of you.” She looked away, he was right, it was a lot. But there was so much going on inside her head. Hence why she knew they needed this time. “This is part of the reason why I wanted to sit down and talk. If we go into this match like we have before, we will wind up losing. And I want us to win. I know we can, if we are on the same page. You know them better than I do. You know how the Wolfslair operates.”
“The most I can say is, we can’t plan for anything. We must expect the unexpected. We are a great team and we can do it.” Miles moved to sit next to her on the bench. “Look, things are crazy for both of us right now. But we need to remain focused on this match. If we do that, those championships are as good as ours.”
“You know that I’m focused on it. Everything else can wait until after this match. We both can do this.” Alexandra looked at him. “As for the stuff between Lyle and I, I can’t betray how I feel to do that would break us both. And I refuse to do that.” She took a breath. “We can talk about that after we win. How does that sound? How about we all go out to dinner? Gives us all a chance to talk.”
She looked at him and saw him give a nod.
Resilience
Grand Place
Brussels, Belgium
After a long conversation with her friend and some time to think on everything, she had her focus on one thing, ending the reign of the Wolves of Gheimhriah and grabbing the Sin City Wrestling Mixed Tag Titles with Miles. This wasn’t their first time either and it was true, they had failed to capture the gold several times over. This time however, they both were focused on it. Their sights aimed directly on the win. She had been walking around Grand Place, trying to find the right spot for her promo. Finally deciding to just stop in the middle of a clear space, she spoke directly to the camera.
“It seems to me that people see me as a joke, dead weight that’s dragging down Miles with me. That was clear to me the moment that we first lost our shot. And it’s true to a degree, I have let Miles down in the past and that’s on me. It’s not something that I can change. But we both agree that at times we’ve been the weaker link for each other. And guess what, we accept each other, mistakes and all. What I won't stand by and take is listening to people who have a giant chip on their shoulder downplay all of our accomplishments as if the only titles that matter are the ones they are holding.
Now I’ll give credit where credit is due, you both have had amazing careers and those titles have been in your hands for a reason. You are at the top of your game. I need you all to remember that all it takes is one second for everything you two have built to come crashing down around you. But I know, and you know, that chip on your shoulder may prevent you from being able to see past that.
You clearly aren’t intimidated, but you have to be at least a bit worried, otherwise your little quips on twitter wouldn’t have been so bad. Yes I know, I’ve been watching your interactions with others, not just with me. Normally, you seem pretty chill and confident. Where’s that now Kayla? Is it that you truly believe in yourself or is there a seed of doubt that I planted in your head the last time we faced off. I want you to consider me mother nature. It is my goal, to water, feed and nurture that seed until it grows into a giant tree of doubt, that occupies your every waking thought. From this moment on Kayla, you shall me as Demeter, Goddess of the Harvest. And harbinger of your timely destruction.”
There was a pause, a few beats to let everything she had already said sink in. She still respected the reign that Kayla had over both the Bombshells and the Mixed Tag divisions. But that respect was slowly waning.
“I’ll say this and everyone can fact check it if they want, it’s public. That respect I had for you, it’s waning. I used to respect you for being the top here in Sin City Wrestling. But there’s a bigger world out there. It’s so much bigger than you and me. Everyone’s at the top of their game somewhere, ruling over a roster. You seem to think that you are untouchable. You aren’t. You’ve ruled two divisions in a bigger company than most could ever dream of being in. But that title doesn't make you any better than anyone else. If anything, it’s a target. You see, people thought I was complacent in the Bombshell Roulette Championship picture. But my eyes were always on every title available to us in this company. As any competitor’s eyes should be. Always looking for the next opportunity. If not, what's the point in being here?
As for dragging Miles with me through the Mix Tag division, it was partly his idea to be involved in the first place. He approached me with the idea when I joined. Miles and I aren’t people who just met you know. No, we knew each other before I hit the scene here in Sin City. He brought me here. He is in this because he wants to have those titles as much as I do. Sure we’ve both slipped up here and there, made mistakes that cost us the chance. But this time, we are focused, we have a game plan and our aim is directly at you.
But I know, you don’t see that as a threat. You are going to shake it off and continue to go on. But as you go about your days here in Belgium, that seed of doubt is going to eat at you. With each second that ticks by, you’ll start to ask yourself if maybe, just maybe I’m right. It’s in that moment, you’ll realize that Miles and I actually have more than enough of what it takes, to take you down. But what do I know right? I’m just a loser after all.”
She gave a smirk and a bit of a laugh before she took a deep breath. She needed to let it all out.
“I’m well aware of what you think of me. Thank you for being so forward and blunt. It will make what I am about to do to you so much easier. You see at one time, I would have let it go. I would have moved on to finding someone else to face, biding my time until someone else dethroned you. But now, you see, I want to take it from you. Because taking your Mixed Tag Team Championship will prove that I have what it takes to remove the SCW Bombshell Championship from your grasp. What a sight that would be, the one you see as a loser, as the Champion.
You’ve downplayed the accomplishments of others because you feel that you are above them, you are better than them. You talk down to others. You try to get under their skin, you try to plant seeds of doubt. It almost worked out for you. But as you can see, here I am, yet again, coming for a title you hold more precious than anything else in your life. Where you see weakness I see strength. I have the love of my friends, the love of my family. Those are things you can never make me doubt. You seem to think that your words towards me are new? Did you not see the things people say about me, hell here and in the entire industry? Probably not. You are so focused on your own existence to look outside yourself for more than a few cheap shots.
But that ends tonight. That ends when we take the Mixed Tag Championships off you and Finn once and for all. When Miles and I are the champions, we won’t feel the need to put down our opponents, to attempt to belittle them as some plot to play on their weaknesses. No, instead we will raise them up and I’ll take that seed of doubt that I planted in you, and I’ll use it for good. You may think you are a dreamkiller, but so long as I am still living, I’ll have a dream. You can’t kill that.”
Another pause, she still had to address Finn even though she wasn’t going to be the one facing him. She had said all she needed to say to Kayla. Now it was time to drive it home.
“The saddest part of all this is, Finn will also pay for the words you’ve spoken, but that’s not for me to worry about. No, my tag partner has that well under control. You see Miles is talented, with or without me by his side. He doesn’t need me to speak for him, but as his tag team partner, when it comes to mixed tag action, you aren’t going to get anyone better for a partner. Miles has been a rock through all of this for me. Through the ups and downs. Hell, he’s been there through one of my darkest times. In a time when I thought the answer was to just wallow in the darkness and shy away from the light. He pulled me out of that and while you may see a weakness in me being the friendly and kind soul that I should have been, then I feel sorry for you and your partner Kayla. Because both of you will suffer for it tonight.
Actually on second thought, no I don’t. You both have made your comments about us over and over until it has started to sound redundant and furthermore, I’m tired of hearing your insults and bullshit. Those Championships you hold, it’s time for them to come to a new home. Nothing lasts forever in this industry, least of all you two’s reign of insults and slander. If I have to bleed to prove it I will. I’ll show you two and everyone in the back that the days of calling me a joke and a loser are over. Step aside or get knocked the fuck down. It’s our ride now and you two have been at the top long enough.
Whatever it takes. When it gets to be too much for you, just say when. See you both in the ring. When it’s all said and done, win or lose, you can’t take my pride away.”
With that Alexandra turns away from the camera and walks away.
Calls From Home
Hotel
Brussels, Belgium
Alexandra had just finished up her promo and was heading back to the hotel when her phone rang. She looked at it, seeing that it was Mika. She quickly answered it.
"Hey Mika, what's up?"
"Where are you?" She asked, getting out of the car and grabbing the girl's bags.
"I'm in Belgium.. for the Sin City show. Did you get the girls?" She smiled at the thought that she'd see her daughter soon.
"Yeah and it's a good thing Ash remembered the gate code. You would have had to buy a new one." She grumbled, setting the bags down.
"She's a teenager, she knows this stuff, so does Damien." She rolled her eyes and laughed. "You guys are welcome to hang out there until I get home on Monday. I have a tag match to win."
"Good luck. I would have asked Damien if he wasn't dealing with bailing Atticus out of jail. Some bar fight I guess." She heard giggling in the background “Hey! Touch my coffee and you will go missing! Anyway, You really will let me stay here, alone, unsupervised with the girls?" Mika smirked.
"Remember Mika, I live in a historic home.. don't change anything, rearrange all you want, but if you change anything.. I'mma get a big fine from the state." She laughed. "Wait.. what? Are you kidding me? Atticus.." She laughed. "Who touched your coffee?"
"I won't paint anything. Just a little Mika feng shui. I guess he was defending your honor or some shit." Mika shrugged. "Your daughter. She seems to think it's funny to mess with my coffee."
"She probably is going to put MORE sugar in it. You seem a bit grumpy." She shook her head. "I swear Atticus is so protective over me. The big lug. Guess me being the mother figure in his life has rubbed off on him."
"You know...just for that I'm turning your bedroom Peppa Pig themed." She playfully grumbled. "Maybe. Not like he's had much of one before...still...he called Damien over Zak. You may have to do some damage control when you get back with those titles."
"I refuse to continue to be the laughing stock of the roster. I know that they think I've gone soft. They think that I'm not taking any of this seriously. But I am." She shook her head. "Kayla believes she's going to walk out the champion. She will have to damn near kill me to make that happen." She grumbled. "Don't you dare touch my fucking bedroom."
She heard Mika give an exasperated sigh. “You aren’t the laughing stock. A little distracted with your new boy but hey, that’s happened to everyone. The Wolves or whatever their fucking names are will fall and you will have gold. Ain’t no point in stressing when you are known around the world and these idiots are just footnotes.”
She switched the phone to her other ear. "Not much of a footnote as some people we've faced off against before. But you have a point. I don't know if I'm known in a great light anymore. Honestly after my losing streak it's a wonder I've still even got a job anymore. But you know me, I'll never give up, not until there's no blood left in my body and the air from my lungs has all gone."
"Everyone has a losing streak. Hell, I've only had what...one title. You are a Legend in your own right. So what if you've had a rough patch. Life beats the Ring and you've had a lot of shit go down. Hold on." Mika set the phone down but her voice could still be heard. "OI! I AIN'T YOUR BELLHOP! GET YOUR BAGS AND PUT YOUR SHIT AWAY!" Mika picked the phone back up, "Sorry. Anyway, this is the start of your winning streak. Trust me."
Alexandra laughed and shook her head. "You guys are going to watch from there right?" She heard everyone cheering in the background as the girls clearly went to put their stuff away. "You know what, you are right. I'll see you guys on Monday. Tell Ash we love her and we will see her soon."
"Yeah I will and we will be watching. You have fun." She heard Mika stress the word fun.
"You know as well as I do that I will." She laughed and listened as the phone hung up. With that Alexandra walked ahead with a new sense of strength. No matter what she had the love and support of her family and friends.
