[Christian Underwood]

Please post all roleplays here! Have fun and good luck!

[Cassie Wolfe]

Cassie was all set to make her High Stakes debut after scoring her first win in SCW over Luna Pasilno but it was by no means an easy match because the bosses had announced the first ever High Stakes Rumble Matches for the Men’s and Bombshell Divisions, both matches were open invite and Cassie was one of the first to throw her hat into the ring for the Bombshell gauntlet but that was the thing: it was open invite! Anyone could enter.

Several other Bombshells were confirmed for the match beforehand as well, namely Mercedes Vargas, Crystal and Seleana Zdunich, Alexandra Callaway and Song! But who else will step up to the fray? And can Cassie win and secure the prize at stake, a title shot of her choice at the Christmas Special?

Cassie’s Hotel Room, Flagstaff, Arizona
Sunday the 11th of November 2024, 0:30am

What a night huh?

I knew there was no chance I was winning that twitter poll, not when Bella Madison was out in front of me by a lot of votes! I can at least say that Mercedes didn’t win the poll either but I did confirm my backup plan on Climax Control tonight.

That plan, off course, was the Bombshell Open Invite Match, I had made no secret of the fact that I planned to enter the thing in the week leading up to Climax Control 410 and I made it official tonight, off course the bosses saw that and made me one of the first official entrants so I guess it works out!

Who are the other official entrants? Mercedes, Song, Seleana and Crystal and Alexandra Callaway, that would be a really staked six pack challenge on it’s own off course! But the nature of the match means that it’s not gonna remain a six pack challenge for long, not as long as more names are added to the match, who do I think will step up?

I reckon Harp’s a good shout, she has been frustrated with the Bobbie situation after all, but there are some names that conspicuously absent names from the card like Bea, Prudence, Eiley to name a few so yeah, throw in the fact that, like the last time that SCW had an open invite match they opened it up to outside talent and yeah, anything could happen over the next two weeks!

My train of thought was interrupted by a knock at the door, luckily I was a night owl and I generally don’t go to bed until a bit later and tonight is no different.

”Coming!” I called out to whoever was at the door before leaving the desk where I had set up my laptop and answering the door. ”Oh hey Josh, Harp finally calm down or is she asleep?”

“Both, I know it’s late but can I come in?” Josh asked and I nodded before stepping aside to let him in. “We got off to a good start with the win over Luna but now we’re fighting on the big stage, High Stakes and in a multi-person match.”

”That’s an understatement and a half!” I responded with a half laugh as I leaned back in my chair after sitting back in it. ”I faced Alexandra and Seleana in the Roulette Contenders Match at Violent Conduct, Song was gonna be in that match but she pulled out and this is my first time wrestling Mercedes and Crystal, and that’s just the other confirmed wrestlers!”

“If it’s anything like the last one? It’ll be an insane match for sure.” Joshua responded with a nod and I grinned knowing he was right. “Let’s just hope your enthusiasm for the match doesn’t do you in.”

”Here’s hoping! My high flying style doesn’t really gel with a Rumble style match.” I admitted with a nod as I ran a hand through my hair. ”And besides, in my short time in SCW I’ve wrestled a handful of the other confirmed Bombshells in the match, what’s stopping more familiar opponents from showing up to wrestle for this huge opportunity? Only one I can think off who won’t is Luna.”

“Right, because she’s already in the Bombshell Roulette Title Match.” Josh nodded in understanding before frowning. “Then again, it’s not for a specific title, just a shot at a title of the winner’s choice at the Christmas show, if she does beat Victoria again maybe she sets her sights on becoming a double champion.”

”True enough, though the same can be said for either of the other champions really.” I commented with a shrug. ”I mean, what’s stopping Kayla from wanting to be Kayla two belts again? Same with Finn in the male one? And come to think of it, what’s stopping you from getting back in the ring one more time for the show?”

“Bit more complicated than that Cass, I’m happy to just manage you and Harper right now.” Joshua responded as he shook his head and I nodded as I got the idea. “Anyway I’d better head back to my room but you should know that I will be helping you train for the Bombshell Open Invite Match.”

”Yeah, but how exactly do you train for a match like this? Anyway, good night.” I responded before Joshua left my hotel room and I yawned before I started getting changed. ”Guess I’d better get to bed as well, big things ahead and all.” I muttered to myself before I went ahead and did just that.

Krystal’s Home, Las Vegas, Nevada
Monday the 11th of November 2022, 16:00pm

I don’t think I need to tell you that my relationship with Krystal has been strained over the past year.

I don’t think I need to point out the cause either but things were tense between us after she attacked me at last year’s Blaze of Glory, don’t get me wrong, getting a measure of payback on her under the guise of the DTU Kid was cathartic to say the least and while we eventually made peace? Well, there’s a reason why I waited until after Krystal left before I signed a contract with Sin City Wrestling.

Okay, she didn’t leave right away because she was initially going on hiatus to let her body heal up, but according to Makayla negotiations for a new contract with SCW fell through while she was on the injured list and she decided not to renew it, letting it expire right before Violent Conduct, will she ever be back? Who knows but with my first High Stakes as a wrestler coming up I figured I’d approach her for advice.

After all, Krystal’s first High Stakes had her defend the Bombshell Roulette Title in what ended up being one of her last defences.

”Wonder if she’s even home?” I muttered to myself before I knocked at the door, a few seconds later Krystal’s girlfriend Makayla answered the door. ”Hey Kay, is Krystal around?”

”Yeah, she’s in the living room, come in.” Makayla responded before stepping aside to let me in, it didn’t take me long to find Krystal as she was channel in the living room. ”Charlotte? Cassie’s here.”

”So I heard.” Krystal called back and I entered the living room. ”So how goes things in SCW? Won your first title yet?” Krystal asked as she turned her attention to me and I shook my head.

”Working on that, I only won my first match a few weeks ago though that didn’t stop the bosses from booking me in a Roulette Contenders match at Violent Conduct.” I responded as I shook my head and Krystal nodded. ”Like, it took me until the middle of my second cycle to win a match so that’s at least an improvement over your first few months in SCW.”

”True, though that’s not exactly a high bar.” Krystal responded as she shook her head before turning off the TV and turning her attention to me. ”There’s nothing good on TV anyway, so, Cass, I have been keeping up with SCW since my departure and I know you’re on the High Stakes card in two weeks, as part of that Open Invite match, you’re here for advice right?”

”Pretty much, you’ve competed art what? Three High Stakes?” I responded after thinking for a bit. ”Your Roulette Defence against Char Kwon, that singles match with Mercedes and last year’s match against Seleana.”

”Managed to finish off my SCW career undefeated at High Stakes, not bad, right?” Krystal asked as she looked at her nails. ”As for you? Just treat it as a regular Supercard, ignore the Hall of Fame, ignore the awards unless you win one and no offense but you’ve been in SCW since August, what awards do you have to win? Just focus on the match and get through it.”

”That’s it? I would’ve expected some sage wisdom, especially since I’m in the Rumble.” I asked with a confused look on my face and Krystal just shrugged. ”Speaking off, are you……….”

”No.” Krystal cut me off as she shook her head. ”I know I jumped at the chance to compete in the last Open Invite Match SCW held but those matches are a pain in the ass logistically to promo for! Besides, I’m still letting my nagging injuries heal and it’s been three months since I was last in SCW, I’ll need a lot more time before I’m ready to return.”

”I guess that makes sense and at least that’s another former Bombshell I can check off the potential returns list.” I stated and Krystal rose an eyebrow at that statement. ”Jessie ruled herself out at Climax Control, she’s training for a return to the ring with Keira but this is too soon in her training.”

”That makes sense, Jessie always was a practical woman when it came to wrestling, title shot obsession aside.” Krystal nodded as she got the idea before she motioned to the kitchen. ”Well, we’d better make sure you didn’t come all this way for nothing, want to stick round for lunch?”

”I have missed Makayla’s cooking!” I admitted and yeah, the food was just as good as I remember.

Cassie’s Promo Studio, Reno, Nevada
Monday the 11th of November 2024, 21:00pm

*promo time*

As I got ready for my first promo for the Open Invitational Match I had a lot of things on my mind.

”This is it folks, the big one, the grand finale, the biggest stage yet, High Stakes XIII! And yours truly is one of the competitors in this year’s opening match!” I stated as green screen showed my five confirmed opponents. ”My opponents are Mercedes Vargas, Song, Alexandra Callaway, Crystal and Seleana Zdunich………..” The Green Screen showed a big question mark. ”And who knows who else will show up! That’s right, it’s Open Invitational time bitches!”

This will be fun.

”Let’s get one thing out of the way, as soon as this and the men’s Rumble was announced I couldn’t stay away, I was planning to take part, the bosses only made it official after I said so on last night’s Climax Control!” I said as I folded my arms. ”Why? Why not? I’m still a new face in the Bombshell Division and I’m still establishing myself in the division, I saw this as a huge boost for myself in the rankings and here I am!”

Let’s start with the confirmed opponents.

”I’m going to start with my confirmed opponents starting with Alexandra, why? Because out of the five I’ve faced her the most since arriving.” I said as Alexandra’s face appeared on the screen. ”We faced off at the last Supercard, then followed that up with a one on one match, both of which I lost but will the third time be the charm Alexandra? We’ll find out at High Stakes.”

And now for Seleana.

”And speaking of Violent Conduct, here’s everyone’s favourite perpetual challenger, Seleana Zduniich!” I added as Seleana’s face appeared on the screen. ”Like seriously, if I had a dollar for everytime Seleana got a random title shot I’d be set for life! But how will she fare in this match when she just lost to my partner in crime and Bobbie? Guess we’ll find out at High Stakes.”

Speaking of that match…………..

”I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention Seleana’s wife Christina Hilton! Or is it Crystal Hilton? Or is it La Rosa Ardiente? Or is it the fact that tis chick has gone through so many name changes that you’d think she was in the world’s most incompetent Witness Protection Program?!” I could only shrug me shoulders at that statement as Crystal’s face appeared on the screen. ”Seriously though, how many times are you gonna come and go Crystal? Your more off and on again that the average wrestling relationship but who knows? Maybe this will be lucky number two after you won the first open invite? Either way, this will be good!”

Next up is Mercedes.

”Ahh, Mercedes, what can be said about this sad, shadow of her former 2x Hall of Famer self that hasn’t already been said about the most over the hill Argentinian Bombshell who still manages to get title shots despite some roster members, myself included, being young enough to be her daughter? Oh wait, I just summed it all up!” I put my hands up in mock surrender. ”Seriously Mercedes, are you sure you don’t have a Home Owners Association meeting to attend or something? I mean, you’ve been around since I was eleven years old and no, I don’t care how many of my opponents suddenly felt old the moment I brought that up! Basically Mercy? I’ll show you no mercy in this match!”

Last up Song.

”And now for the odd one out, because besides me, every other confirmed participant has held singles gold in SCW before, SONG!” I stated as Song’s face appeared on the green screen. ”Your return earlier this year was almost as random as your placement in this match Song, or my last PPV Match before you dropped out, but do you still have it? Guess we’ll find out at High Stakes!”

It's that simple.

”Let’s be honest, I’d be here all day talking about the open invite aspect and what that could mean for the match so I’ll leave it at this: bring it!” I stated as I made the bring it motion with my hand. ”And too the five other wrestlers in this match so far? Good luck, I may be the youngest but that just means I have more to prove than the rest of you and trust me, I will be using this match to prove myself in SCW!”

And with that I decided to wrap things up.

”The old folks will say that age is just a number, well I’ll say the same thing but in a different contest because the youngest in the match wants to make a big splash in her High Stakes debut!” I added as I pointed towards me with my thumb. ”And trust me, I’m gonna cannonball the shit out of this pool of wrestlers! To all my fans? In a world of fake queens and way too many potential opponents? Be yourselves and be a Rebel Princess, to everyone else? Be ready because I’m Hungry Like The Wolfe!”

I turned off the camera as the scene fades.

[Harper Mason]

Harpin’ On With Harper, Harper’s Loft, Las Vegas, Nevada
Tuesday the 12th of November 2024, 11:00am

*on camera, start vlog, promo part one*

We cut to Harper, now having calmed down from the events of last Sunday’s Climax Control, in her loft as she gets ready for her vlog.

”Did you really think I was going to be satisfied with just the match against Bobbie? After she called me a cry-baby because I’m the only Bombshell around here who likes to speak her mind? After I accepted her bullshit stipulation just so I can move on with my life? After she stole the win from me in the tag team match on Sunday night? And more importantly, after I was left off the Violent Conduct card?” Harper asked as she brushes some hair over her shoulder. ”No, I’m not satisfied with any of that! So for the first time in my career, I’m going to be wrestling two matches on the same night, that’s right, I’m in the Bombshell Open Invite Match!

But really, are you surprised that I’m jumping at this opportunity?”

Don’t answer that.

”If there’s one thing that I’ve established about myself since I made my debut last year, it’s that I’m a competitive woman when it comes to wrestling! I don’t back down from any challenge, just ask Tempest, Julianna DiMaria or one of my opponents in the match Alexandra Callaway, I’m someone who thrives on competition no matter how tough it is, this match will be no different!” I added as I flipped some hair over my shoulder. ”And speaking of my opponents, let’s talk about them! Mercedes Vargas, one of my first rivals in SCW, Alexandra, someone who I’ve yet to wrestle one on one, Seleana, another face I’ve yet to take on singles action, Crystal Zdunich, my first opponent of the year back in January back for another round, Song, one of the Elders and someone I gelled with pretty well when we went toe to toe in that World Bombshell Championship Contenders Match before Violent Conduct.

And Cassie, my friend, partner in crime and fellow Hero Academy graduate, I’m sure this won’t be awkward.”

Harper lets out a deep breath.

”That aside, I know this won’t be an easy match, hell I’m probably the first new Bombshell to add themselves to the fray, on top of the six  Bombshells who have already been confirmed who knows how many others will throw their names into the hat before High Stakes goes on the air in two weeks?” Harper asked with a shrug before one of her dogs came up to her with his tail wagging. ”At least my dog seems to be excited about the match and the many possibilities that it’ll bring, especially if I win since the prize at stake is a title shot of the winner’s choice at the Christmas Special on the 22nd of December.”

Harper started stroking her dog as he sat next to her.

”But if anything, that just means competition is going to be extra fierce in both this and the men’s match! I mean let’s be honest, what wrestlers haven’t made it a New Year’s Resolution to hold at least one title in the new year?” Harper as she leaned back in her chair. ”And before anyone asks, that’s not my resolution, my resolution isn’t relayed to wrestling actually.

But all the same? I am looking to win my first title in SCW sooner rather than later, and I can’t think of a better Christmas gift!”

*end vlog*

Josh’s Gym, Las Vegas, Nevada
Tuesday the 12th of November 2024, 13:00pm

As Harper arrives at Josh’s gym she sees him training Cassie for the Open Invite Match and the Aussie wrestler is currently running the ropes when Josh spots Harper.

“Harper, glad to see you’ve made it.” Josh greeted Harp and Cassie stopped her drills to turn to Harper. “Finally calmed down from Climax Control?”

”A little bit yeah.” Harper responded with a nod before she turned her attention to Cassie. ”Are you training for the Open Invite Match Cass?”

”You got it, still not sure how I’m supposed to prepare for a match like that or………….” Cassie trailed off as it hit her. ”Wait, are you entering the Open Invite Match?!”

”Got it in one.” Harper responded with a nod and Cassie leaned against the ring ropes as it set in. ”I filmed my first vlog for the match this morning but I figured it would be better to tell you in person rather than blindside you, plus I now have two matches on the same night to train for so yeah, that’s why I’m here.”

”At least that explains why you didn’t text me instead.” Cassie responded as she shook her head before turning to Josh. ”And hey, if we pull this off, we might just help secure Josh that manager of the year and maybe even that Hall of Fame spot.”

“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves Cass, for one thing only one of you can win and while my standing as a manager will go up either way.” Josh adds as he leans on the ring apron. “I need to make sure you and Harp are on the same page, Harper, do you have your wrestling gear?”

”Off course.” Harper responded as she motioned to the wrestling gear inside her bag and Josh nodded. ”I take it you want me to go get changed so I can spar with Cass right?”

“You got it.” Josh nodded and Harper left for the women’s changing rooms while Cassie waited for her, the two friends would spar for the better part of the hour and confirmed one thing, that they knew each other’s styles in and out.

Harpin’ On With Harper, Josh’s Gym, Las Vegas, Nevada
Tuesday the 12th of November 2024, 14:00pm

*on camera, start vlog, promo part two*

With Cassie filming the vlog for Harper she got ready to talk about the Open Invite Match some more.

”Now that I’ve gone over why I decided to sign up for the Open Invite Match, why don’t I talk about the other women in it?” Harper asked before sighing. ”And I’m just gonna get Cass out of the way, both because she’s my friend and because she’s literally filming this for me, Cass, I love you as a friend and I hope you don’t take this too seriously but I’m in this match to win it, if that means I have to eliminate you last? So be it but I’d expect the same from you, you understand, right?”

”Totally.” Cass chimed in from behind the camera with a nod. ”I’d say the same thing if I were in your shoes Harp, I get it!”

”Good to know we’re on the same page, and now for the others, starting with my first rival in SCW, Mercedes Vargas.” Harper added before shaking her head. ”Random ass Roulette Title Shot because you beat Bobbie? Getting on the Violent Conduct card over me? What kind of blackmail do you have on the bosses exactly Mercy? The last time we fought was a brutal affair for sure and while this match won’t be as brutal Mercy? Just remember that I can hold a serious grudge!”

Speaking of previous opponents.

”And given that they served as my most recent opponents on this past week’s Climax Control? It’s only right that I talk about Seleana and Crystal next.” Harper stated as she folded her arms. ”I’m not going to repeat my talking points from the tag team match because I don’t want to sound like a broken record, but this is my chance to show the world what would’ve happened if I didn’t have to put up with my partner in our last match, hell I would’ve taken Cass as my partner instead because I at least get on with her!”

”The outcome would totally be the same though, only with more cooperation between Harp and her partner.” Cass chimed in, again from behind camera, and Harper grinned. ”I’m just saying.”

”Are you going to keep chiming in like that Cass?” Harper asked and Cassie laughed a bit. ”Just asking.”

”Maybe.” Cassie shrugged and Harper shook her head. ”Want me to stop?”

”Nah, it’s nice not talking to myself if these vlogs for once.” Harper assured her friend and Cassie grinned. ”Anyway, onto Alexandra, someone me and Cass have clashed with in the past but until now? Not in the same match.” Harper added as she paced around the ring for a bit. ”Off course the one time I faced Alexandra was when I was put in that handicap match against her and DiMaria, while this is Cass’s third time and second in a multi-woman match, someday we will get that one on one match Alexandra but I look forward to going at it with you again.”

Last up, Song.

”The last of the already confirmed wrestlers in this match is Song and unlike Cass I have faced her before when I was in that #1 Contenders Match with her, Bobbie and Tempest.” Harper stated as she blew a stray strand of hair out of her eyes. ”This is another woman I want to face one on one someday but until the bosses book that match? Well, I guess I’ll make do with this instead.”

Yep.

”And since I’ll be the only confirmed extra entrant in this match by the time I send these vlogs in unless someone’s promoted the match who wasn’t already in it while I wasn’t looking? That’s it for now!” Harper added as she glanced towards the ceiling. ”But who will earn that shot when the dust settles? There’s only one way to find out and that’s to tune in to High Stakes, see you there!”

*end vlog*

Harper’s Loft, Las Vegas, Nevada
Tuesday the 12th pf November 2024, 21:00pm

After a hard day of training at Josh’s gym Harper has been relaxing at her home in Las Vegas with her dogs.

”High Stakes is gonna be a hell of a night but I’m committed now.” Harper muttered to herself before she got a video call and answered it, seeing here Aunt Therese on the other end. ”Hey Auntie, how are my siblings doing?”

“They are doing well McKenzie and Jason can’t wait to see you take on Bobbie at High Stakes.” Thresa responded with a nod and Harper grinned in response. “You have their support, win or lose, remember that Harper.”

”Win or lose which match?” Harper asked earning a confused look from Therese. ”I’ve decided to enter myself into the Bombshell High Stakes Rumble as well.”

“Really?!” Theresa asked with a shocked expression on her face and Harper nodded. “I know you’re a competitive girl Harper but two matches on the same night? Why?”

”Dissatisfaction with the fact that I was wrestling a one hit wonder just to make her wear a baby costume at the next Climax Control, wanting to be part of something bigger for my second High Stakes?” I responded with a shrug and Theresa shook her head. ”What? I’m not afraid to throw myself into the proverbial lion’s den auntie, you know that!”

“I know but I’m just worried about you getting injured.” Therese responded with a sigh and Harper nodded as she got the idea. “I don’t want McKenzie and Jason to worry about their big sister.”

”I get that but I’ll be careful, don’t worry.” I assured her and Therese nodded as she realized that I had a point. ”And Cass is in the match as well so I’ll be in good hands so long as she’s in the match.”

“That’s good to know, Cassie is a nice girl, sassy as everything but still nice.”  Therese responded with a nod before letting out a deep breath. “Just watch yourself out there Harper, you know Jason and McKenzie look up to you.”

”I know, and don’t worry, I will.” Harper responded and the two women chatted fo a while longer before Theresa hung up.

Harpin’ On With Harper, Harper’s Loft, Las Vegas, Nevada
Tuesday the 11th of November 2024, 23:00pm

*on camera, start vlog, final promo part*

As Harper gets ready for her final vlog of the week she clearly has a lot on her mind.

”Am I taking a big risk by doing two huge matches in the same night? Maybe but I’ll have some time to rest in between the Battle Royal and my match against Bobbie so I’ll at least have that going for me on the night.” Harper stated as she leaned forward on her desk. ”And with Cass, Mercedes, Crystal, Seleana, Song and Alexandra already confirmed for the match? It’s gonna be a tough night for sure and that’s not even taking into account the other Open Invite entrants.

But hey, no one said this sport is easy!”

Nope.

”In fact it used to be said that this isn’t ballet, anyone who actually knows anything about ballet dancing knows how bullshit it is to call ballet easy or not as tough as wrestling but that aside? Me and the other women in this match know what we are getting ourselves into.” Harper added as she flipped some hair over her shoulder. ”And personally speaking? I welcome the chaos!”

It's that simple.

”Now, I’ll be addressing anyone else who signs up for this match during week two but until then? I’m focussing on the six women already in the match who I’ll be joining as entrant #7!” Harper said as she leaned back in her chair. ”So ladies, are you ready to throw down for a potential title shot at the SCW Christmas Show on the 22nd of December because I sure as hell am!!”

And with that Harper decided to wrap things up.

”After all, life would be boring without the occasional challenge thrown in, wouldn’t it?” Harper asked rhetorically before she stretched her arms a bit. ”And I’m definitely setting myself up for a challenge by competing twice in the same night, just remember that I chose to do this and I’m ready to go all out in both of my matches because the world needs a new hero and her name is “The Slaytanic Avenger” Harper Mason! See you at High Stakes!”

Harper turned off her webcam as the scene fades.

[Alexandra Calaway]

Fan Event:Meet & Greet and Karaoke Night
Tucson Convention Center
Tucson, Arizona

The camera opens on the packed Sin City Wrestling meet-and-greet area at the Tucson Convention Center. Banners of iconic wrestling moments, bright lights, and displays of championship belts give the room an exciting energy. A huge line of fans, decked out in wrestling T-shirts, holding action figures, and clutching posters, waits eagerly.

Alexandra Calaway, striking, confident, with a powerful yet approachable presence is seated beside LJ Kasey charming, quick to smile, with an easygoing energy that draws fans in. Both wrestlers are signing autographs and posing for selfies, joking and laughing with the fans, making each interaction feel special.

A young fan approaches, looking nervous but holding a custom action figure of Alexandra in one hand and a T-shirt with LJ’s face on it. The young fan stammers, clearly nervous.

“I, um... I’m just... such a huge fan! You’re both... you’re legends!”

Alexandra speaks first, smiling and leaning forward. “A legend already? You’re making me feel old! But I’ll take it. Thanks, sweetie.”

LJ grins, laughing a bit. “Yeah, let’s just go with “icons in progress,” okay?”

The fan looked at Alexandra and smiled. “I know you are going to win the Bombshell Battle Royal. You deserve another shot at Kayla..”

LJ laughed. “Of course she is, my girls, the toughest one out there.” He took her hand and kissed it causing Alexandra to blush.

“Hey guys come on.. All the girls are tough here. It’s anyone’s game, but I appreciate your faith in me. Are you all coming to the show?”

“We sure are, second row.”

“I’ll make sure to look for ya.” Alexandra smirked.

The fan laughs, and LJ and Alexandra each sign their items, exchanging a few more words before posing for a group selfie.

Later that evening the vibe shifts as Alexandra, LJ, and a small crowd of fans and wrestling colleagues walk into the grand ballroom. The space has been set up for karaoke night, with a small stage at one end, a microphone in the spotlight, and colorful disco lights flashing. At a table nearby, Carter and Miles are already flipping through the karaoke songbook, a mischievous glint in his eye.

Carter whispering to Miles, eyes on Alexandra and LJ. “I think I found it. They need a duet. Something big.”

Miles lets out a laugh. “Oh, Carter, what are you up to?”

Carter glances around, leans over to the DJ, and hands him a slip of paper. The DJ grins, nodding as Carter returns to the table, trying to look innocent.

Carter stands up, calling over the crowd) “Alright, alright, everyone! It’s karaoke time, and I think we all want to see something special. Alexandra, LJ—I hope you’re ready for your duet!”

The crowd laughs and cheers as Alexandra and LJ exchange a look of mock horror mixed with excitement.
Alexandra smirks at Carter “You did this, didn’t you? Of all the songs, ABBA?”

LJ grins, raising an eyebrow. “I guess we’re really committing to this, huh?”

Alexandra takes the microphone looking up at him.  “Let’s do it, for them.. Can’t let the fans down now.. Besides.. Couple of the year nominations remember?”

Carter claps, motioning for them to take the stage as the opening beats of “Lay All Your Love on Me” fill the room. Alexandra and LJ roll their eyes but smile, clearly up for the challenge. As the verses start, Alexandra takes the lead, her voice surprising everyone with its power and a sultry edge that makes the lyrics feel even more intense. She belts out the opening lines, engaging with the crowd as fans start singing along.

“Don’t go wasting your emotion.. Lay all your love on me…”she blushes, shaking her head with a giggle.

LJ jumps in for the next line, his voice smooth and playful, matching Alexandra’s intensity. He gives her a mischievous smile, dancing to the beat as he sings, playing up the theatrical moment.

“I wasn’t jealous before we met
Now every man I see is a potential threat
And I’m possessive, it isn’t nice
You’ve heard me saying that smoking was my only vice.”

He points to Alexandra on "only vice," making her chuckle, but she stays in character, matching his energy with a look of playful challenge. LJ continues, his voice rising with emotion.

“But now it isn’t true
Now everything is new
And all I’ve learned has overturned, I beg of you…”

The crowd is loving it. Fans are waving their hands in the air, laughing and cheering as Alexandra and LJ lean into the performance, their chemistry and charisma on full display. Alexandra joins him, her voice powerful and rich, singing in harmony.

“Don’t go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me!”

The crowd cheers as Alexandra now steps forward, taking over with a mix of intensity and playful flirtation, channeling the lyrics with dramatic flair.

“It was like shooting a sitting duck.
A little small talk, a smile, and baby, I was stuck…
I still don’t know what you’ve done with me,
A grown-up woman should never fall so easily.”

She glances at LJ with a smirk giving him a wink, and he plays along, looking mock-scandalized. With the next few lines she pulls him closer by his shirt.

“I feel a kind of fear when I don’t have you near…
Unsatisfied, I skip my pride,
 I beg you, dear…”

They both lean in, singing the chorus together, each voice blending in perfect harmony.

“Don’t go wasting your emotion,
Lay all your love on me!
Don’t go sharing your devotion,
Lay all your love on me!”

The crowd starts clapping along as LJ and Alexandra go back and forth in the song, each verse upping the stakes as they play out the story. Alexandra raises her eyebrow as she delivers the next lines with sass.

“I’ve had a few little love affairs…
They didn’t last very long, and they’ve been pretty scarce…”

LJ chimes in with a look of mock surprise, his voice adding to the drama. He gives a smirk and continues singing.

“I used to think I was sensible…
It makes the truth even more incomprehensible!”

LJ and Alexandra lock eyes while singing together, with building emotion.

“’Cause everything is new…
And everything is you…
And all I’ve learned has overturned, what can I do?”

The music swells as they both belt out the final chorus, voices harmonizing and playing off each other, full of chemistry and fun. LJ and Alexandra smile at each other, singing passionately.
 
“Don’t go wasting your emotion,
Lay all your love on me!
Don’t go sharing your devotion,
Lay all your love on me!”

They finish the song with a flourish, Alexandra spinning into LJ’s arms, both of them laughing as they strike a dramatic final pose. The ballroom erupts in applause, with fans cheering, whistling, and chanting their names. Carter and Miles are watching from their table, Carter beaming with pride.

Miles is shaking his head, laughing at the scene in front of him, before turning to his husband. “I don’t know how you pulled that off, but this is gold.”

Carter smiles giving his husband a playful nudge, seeing people filming it he points it out. “They’re naturals. Knew they’d kill it.”

The song builds to its chorus, with Alexandra and LJ in perfect sync, their voices blending together in harmony. They finish with a playful flourish, arms wrapped around each other as they belt out the last note, both of them laughing as the crowd erupts into applause. The scene fades out on the couple sharing a kiss.

Nothing left to lose
Saguaro National Park
Tucson, Arizona

Saguaro National Park, just before sunset. The sky is alive with hues of orange, pink, and purple, casting a surreal glow over the vast desert landscape. Alexandra stands on a rocky ledge overlooking the sprawling cacti and jagged cliffs, her figure outlined by the fading light. Her boyfriend, LJ, is nearby, leaning on a large rock with his arms crossed, a quiet but fierce expression on his face as he watches Alexandra preparing for the challenge ahead.

Alexandra inhales deeply, grounding herself as the wind kicks up around her, tugging at her hair, her gear, her very presence etched against the rugged beauty of the desert. Her voice calm, steady, but laced with resolve

“Look at this place. Untamed. Merciless. Just like me. It’s beautiful, but make no mistake—this land isn’t here to be conquered. It’s here to test you, to see if you have the will, the grit, to survive. Crystal, Seleana, Mercedes, Cassie... ladies, you all know what I’m about. You’ve been in that ring with me, you’ve looked across, and you’ve felt what I bring to the table. And one by one, each time, I left you defeated.”

The hint of a smirk tugs at her lips as she takes a step forward, the sun dipping lower behind her, casting long shadows across her figure.

“I don’t do things halfway. I don’t step into that ring hoping to get a few shots in or to add to anyone else’s highlight reel. No. I go into that ring to remind you exactly why I’m the one you fear, the one you respect, and the one you know you can’t hold down. Crystal, Seleana, you two especially should know this better than anyone.” She lets out a low laugh, shaking her head. “You’ve both tried to match my fire, to go toe-to-toe with me, and every time, I’ve left you gasping. Mercedes, Cassie—thinking you can train, study, strategize? None of that matters. You’re in my territory now.”

Her eyes narrow as she shifts her gaze to LJ, who stands watching with a knowing smile. She gives him a small nod, as if acknowledging an unspoken agreement.

“Then there’s Song. Fresh face, untested against me.” Her voice softens, taking on an almost predatory tone. “There’s always one in the mix, isn’t there? That one person who hasn’t felt the full force of what I bring. Song, I’ve seen you. I know you’ve got strength, you’ve got grit, and you’re willing to dig deep. But there’s something you don’t have yet—a memory of what it’s like to face me in that ring. You’re stepping into my world for the first time, and trust me, there’s no turning back. Just like this desert, I’m not here to give you a path. I’m here to see if you can survive the one I make.”

As she steps forward, the light catches her eyes, making them burn with intensity. Her voice lowers to an almost whisper-like tone.

“When that bell rings, this match isn’t just about taking each of you down. It’s about setting the record straight, making it clear why I’m untouchable. This isn’t a game, it’s not a stepping stone—it’s a reminder. Every name, every face I’ve faced in that ring becomes just another mark in my legacy.”

Alexandra lifts her chin, her stance confident, unbreakable. She looks out over the desert, and her voice resonates with finality.

“Bring everything you’ve got. Believe me, you’ll need it. But here’s the truth—you’re all just visitors here, tourists in my domain. When that bell rings, you’re in my world, and you’ll see exactly why I’m the one who leaves that ring with her head held high.”

LJ steps forward, resting a hand on her shoulder, his face serious but supportive. He speaks with a low, even tone.

“They’re not ready. They think they are, but they’re not. And they’re about to find that out the hard way.”

Alexandra smirks, turning to face the camera once more. Her eyes blaze with certainty.

“Yes. They have no idea what’s coming for them.”

The wind picks up again, stirring the dust and casting long shadows across the desert floor as she and LJ turn, moving toward the sunset, their silhouettes merging into the vast, unforgiving beauty of Saguaro National Park. The camera cuts back in. Alexandra and LJ now sit on a rugged outcropping, overlooking the breathtaking expanse of the park. LJ has a flask, which he offers to her. She takes a sip, smirking as she looks out over the scene.

“You know, this park—this whole landscape—it’s full of life, but you’d never know it from a distance. The cacti, the animals, they all know how to survive in the harshest of places. They’ve adapted, become stronger, because they have to. Kind of like me.”

She takes another sip before passing the flask back to LJ, who watches her intently, nodding.

“Crystal, Seleana, you both have been in this business long enough to know the way it works. There’s a hierarchy, and it’s built on respect, on results. You’ve had your moment, but this? This is mine. I’m not here to give you a helping hand, to boost your stats, or to be a stepping stone for anyone. I’m here to show the world that there’s only one person who belongs on top, and it’s me.”

LJ leans back, glancing over at Alexandra with admiration as she continues, her voice full of resolve.

“Mercedes, Cassie, you’re both fighters, I’ll give you that. But you can’t win by copying my playbook. No amount of studying, of ‘preparing,’ will let you walk away with a victory. When you step into the ring with me, you’re stepping into the heart of this desert—a place where only the strong survive.”

She looks directly at the camera, eyes fierce.

“And then there’s you, Song. The unknown factor. I get it; you think you’ve got the element of surprise. Maybe you do, but let me make one thing clear—you’re stepping into a world you don’t know yet. You’ve trained, sure. But you haven’t trained for me. You haven’t stepped into the fire that is Alexandra. And I promise you, when that bell rings, you’re going to feel it. Every. Single. Hit.”

She lets her words hang in the air, each one a testament to her confidence, her focus.

“So I want each of you to take a moment. Remember who I am. Remember what I’ve done to every single one of you. I am the constant, the inevitable. And that’s not something you prepare for—that’s something you endure.”

LJ shifts next to her, his voice calm but firm. “When that bell rings, there’ll be no excuses. No ‘almosts.’ No ‘what-ifs.’ Just the truth, and the reality that only one of you is walking out as the victor. And we both know who that’s going to be.”

Alexandra gives him a look of pure resolve, then turns back to the camera.

“That’s right. They can bring their A-game, they can bring whatever tricks they’ve got up their sleeves, but at the end of the day, it’s not going to matter. Not out here in my territory. Not against me.”

As the sun dips below the horizon, Alexandra and LJ stand, a quiet intensity radiating from them. They turn, casting one last glance at the camera.

“I hope you’re ready, ladies. Because when you step into that ring, it’s not just a match—it’s survival. And the only one who’s surviving this… is me.”

The scene fades as they walk off into the deepening night, their silhouettes blending into the rugged landscape, a final reminder of the strength and resilience that defines Alexandra. The desert around them is silent, timeless, and as unforgiving as the challenge she’s about to face.

Stolen Moments
The Leo Kent Hotel
Tucson, Arizona

The lounge at The Leo Kent Hotel had a mellow, inviting warmth, and Santa Cruz the lobby bar they sat in lived up to its name. Tucked into a private corner on a plush leather couch, Alexandra and LJ sat close, their hands intertwined. Candlelight flickered on the low table in front of them, casting a soft glow over their faces. Alexandra took a slow breath, exhaling the tension that had weighed on her shoulders all week. LJ squeezed her hand gently, his thumb tracing reassuring circles over her knuckles.

“It’s been a long few weeks hasn’t it?” he asked, his voice a quiet murmur, his eyes filled with a steady warmth that made her feel safe.

She gave him a small nod, meeting his gaze. “You understand how crazy it’s been. It feels like everything's been building up lately… training, the matches, the pressure.” She paused, running a hand through her hair and offering him a wry smile. “But sitting here with you? It’s like everything just melts away.”

LJ moved a little closer, resting his hand on her back. “Hey, that’s what I’m here for,” he said softly, his voice laced with sincerity. “You don’t have to carry everything alone. You’ve got me—and I’m not going anywhere. We both could use a little holiday couldn’t we?”

Alexandra leaned into him, feeling the warmth of his presence grounding her. She placed her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes for a moment. “You’re my rock, LJ. I couldn’t do this without you. A holiday definitely sounds wonderful. Maybe we could go see your mom’s again?”

He chuckled, and she felt the low rumble in his chest. “I think it goes both ways, don’t you? Sometimes you’re the only reason I make it through the day. Seeing you handle everything life throws at you—it reminds me why I keep pushing forward. You inspire me, Alexandra. And you’re right, perhaps a visit home wouldn’t be so bad. This time maybe we could bring Ashlynn with us.”

A faint blush colored her cheeks, and she lifted her head to look at him. “LJ… you really mean that? And I know she’d love your moms.”

He nodded, his eyes steady. “Every word. I’m proud of you.” His hand slid down to gently squeeze her shoulder. “You’re out there every day giving your all. And no matter what happens, I’m always going to be here, cheering you on. I’ll look into planning it for us.”

Alexandra’s eyes softened as she held his gaze, letting herself sink into the strength of his words. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you,” she whispered, her hand reaching up to cup his face.“But I’m glad I have you in my corner.”

For a while, they sat together in comfortable silence, sharing in each other’s presence, grateful for the support that ran as deep as their love. They didn’t need to say anything more—Stolen Moments seemed to hold its breath just for them as they basked in the quiet strength they found in each other. A moment in time she wished she could freeze the frame and keep it forever.

[Aleesha Jones]

A very visibly looking blonde paced back and forth across the concrete floor. She had no less than paced that tiny waiting room floor a hundred times over. Looking up from the concrete tile every so often to look over to the door. Still no sign of the person she had been waiting on. Back to looking at the floor and pacing more. She was growing more and more uncomfortable. Thankfully for her own sake though, she heard the door open and she looked up.

Aleesha found herself coming through that door and into the waiting room. Looking a little out of it from a mental aspect. But she was in good spirits other than that based on the smile spread across her thick lips. Fable wasted no time rushing over to her. Tucking a few stands of her blonde hair back behind her ear and looking into Aleesha’s eyes. Like she was trying to get some kind of answer without any words being shared, but it was no use.

FABLE: Well... ?

Aleesha just looked at her still smiling, but she didn’t exactly say anything. However to be fair Fable didn’t give her a chance before she was already speaking.

FABLE: Err hello? Earth to my girlfriend? Are you going to give me the four-one-one here?

ALEESHA: You know I don’t know what it is. But for the last year - almost - of taking these impact tests. This one for some reason had me the most stressed out. I wasn’t comfortable. I just didn’t feel right going into it.

FABLE: Is this some kind of bad omen or something? Is everything alright or not?

ALEESHA: Impatient aren’t you?

FABLE: A little bit. Yeah!

One thing about Fable is she was very self aware. Something that made for some pretty unique and comical moments for their relationship.

ALEESHA: I’m fine. I’m better than fine. I passed every single test with flying colors. No more concussion. No more concussion like long term symptoms? I guess it's what it would be. I’m cleared to do anything and everything I was doing a year ago. It’s such a relief!

FABLE: That’s fantastic! I am so happy for you, babe!

ALEESHA: Thanks love. It’s just a lot to take in right now. A lot to process and to even think about. So much of my life had to change this past year. I’ve grown to just deal with it. I’m not sure that I can or even want to go back to how things were a year ago.

FABLE: What do you mean though? I mean yes. There were some things that changed, but nothing that is so dramatic that you should have to worry about going backwards.

ALEESHA: Except once it’s out and about that I have finally recovered. Everyone is going to be calling for a return to wrestling. And I don’t know if I want that for myself. Not anymore anyway.

This was meant to be a moment where she got to rejoice in finally being a hundred percent better. However, being the realistic human that she was. She knew what was going to come and it wasn’t something she was looking forward to. Because it was going to take away from being able to celebrate. It would take away from her just finally feeling free for a change.

FABLE: So, don’t say anything?

ALEESHA: Excuse me?

FABLE: Like I said. Don’t say anything. You don’t owe anyone anything. People don't need to know the ins and outs of your life, Leesha. They never did. And I get it. I did the wrestling thing too. We get wrapped up in it and think we do owe the fans something. But the reality is we don’t. We deserve to keep some things to ourselves, you know.

ALEESHA: What you are saying makes sense. But you also know that we are under a microscope at all times. There’s always someone out there doing a deep dive and looking to get the first scoop in order to leak something out there into the world. I just think what you are proposing is a lot easier said than done.

FABLE: I don’t think it is. You’ve been out of the limelight now for about a year. You don’t have that much contact with people even in the business. And you’ve had no contact with your previous bosses. This is going to be easy to keep between us.

ALEESHA: I guess. I don’t see how, but I’ll take your word for it. All I know is I don’t want to have people asking me the same question every week. Nor do I want my email flooded with people asking me for appearances and shit. I just kind of want to live life the way it is now.

A small shrug consumed the tattooed shoulders of the woman.

FABLE: And you will. I can make you that promise, but enough about what ifs. No more talk about stuff that doesn’t matter. It’s time for a celebration and that calls for amazing food.

ALEESHA: And even better beer?

FABLE: Of course. Ever better beer!

ALEESHA: You’ve always known the way to my heart!

A warm smile came over Aleesha’s lips. Fable wrapped her tiny pale hand around hers and began to lead her out of the doctor’s office. This was an amazing feeling. To know that she had truly recovered and would no longer have to deal with all the things she had been dealing with for a year now. It was a weight off her shoulders and now she could live life the way she wanted. But little did she know it wouldn’t be long before that itch came back!

“ LIFE CHANGES ”

Diary Entry #13
November 15th, 2024

Life...

It really does know how to throw you through a loop you know? Sometimes it puts you through some of the most trying times. It’ll sometimes put you through things that make you second guess yourself, question every decision you ever made, and make you lose faith within yourself. That is what life put me through back in September of last year.

I was on top of the world as a young wrestler. I had an undefeated streak. I had eyes on me. I had people talking about me. Now whether it was good or bad, that doesn’t matter. Point is I was the subject of conversation. Sin City Wrestling as an entire company saw good things in me. They saw a bright future in me. And to top it all off, I had proved I belonged by capturing the Bombshell Internet Championship.

Everything was looking up for me and then... Kim Pain returned. Took a bottle of wine. Blasted me in the back of my head. On the shelf I went with a severe concussion. It’s the name of the game. It’s part of what we do. Especially in a contact sport, but that concussion was worst than anything I had ever experienced before. Light bugged my eyes.

Every time I got up to move around. I felt dizzy and sick to my stomach. Those migraines that roasted for hours. Sometimes even days. Every part of me ached in ways that I didn’t think possible. Now at first I was hopeful that I would be back in the ring in a couple weeks time. On average a concussion can last for days to weeks. Depending on how serious it is.

But days turned into weeks. Sin City Wrestling had no other choice but to do what was right for the company. They stripped me of the championship because I was unable to compete and couldn’t do my job in defending it. As much as I understood. That was a blow to my ego. As well as further putting me in a bad place mentally combined with that confusion.

Weeks turned into a month. It took one month for me not to have a headache. One man to not feel like I was going to puke. But still I felt off. I felt weak. I felt fraile. I couldn’t pass a concussion test. That turned into months of being like that. I wasn’t finally cleared to even do light workouts in the gym until January of this year. That was nearly five months later.

And that was just light workouts. I didn’t get a chance to start doing heavy lifting and feeling more and more like myself again until the end of February. Early March which at that point I kinda accepted that professional wrestling was behind me. It sucked and I felt like a complete failure at life, but the reality wasI didn’t know if I’d ever be cleared for that type of physical contact again.

On top of that. I had lost all confidence within myself. Even if I had gotten cleared, I didn’t think I had it in me anymore. I didn’t think I was as good as I once was. I didn’t think I could go out there and compete on the same level. I didn’t think I’d be able to perform at the level I once did. That and while I don’t blame SCW or anyone that works there. But it was clear they had moved on from me.

I was just an afterthought...

“ Please come on in. ”

Those words were spoken by the always charismatic Mark Ward. He stood there holding his office door open with Aleesha finding herself walking through said door. Taking just a few steps into the office and finding herself taking a seat in a chair that sat right in front of his office desk. Mark found himself closing the door before taking a couple steps over to his chair and sat down across from her.

MARK: Miss Jones. It’s been quite some time since we’ve had a chat. How have you been?

ALEESHA: It has been a while, but I’ve been alright. Took me a long time to feel alright from a physical and mental aspect, but we’re finally there. On the right track. Thanks for asking.

MARK: Of course. You were once part of SCW. I like to think of almost everyone that is a former Bombshell or Superstar family. Even if they move on. Although your case was a little different with the concussion and all. I take it that’s finally on the mend as well?

ALEESHA: It is. I finally passed all concussion protocol testing and impact resting back in August.

MARK: Oh?! Back in August? That’s the first I am hearing of this. We could have had ourselves a conversation a little earlier had I known.

ALEESHA: That was kind of the point. I intentionally didn’t let the world know what was going on when I was cleared. I didn’t exactly want to have that conversation with you or any wrestling company for that matter. No offense or anything.

Her expression was genuine at least with her words. She wasn’t trying to be offensive. Looking over at Mark, she just watched him nod his head a little bit.

MARK: No offense taken at all. People are allowed to live their lives however they want. We would have just welcomed you back in the fold if that was an option back then. But, that brings us to the now. You have been trying to get a meeting with me for a few weeks. What’s on your mind?

ALEESHA: Well, first of all. I know you’ve been a busy man. So thank you for taking the time to take this meeting. Can’t imagine what its like to be in your shoes. You know with running day to day operations of the company to gearing up to get back in the ring for the first time in ten years. Pretty impressive if I do say so myself. I am sure you’ll put on one hell of a show for the fans.

MARK: Thank you. It’s been a little bit of a struggle to manage things back and forth. But I am making it work. Looking forward to putting this behind me so I can focus back on the business side of things.

ALEESHA: I can understand that, but the point of this meeting. I had the last year off from the ring. That concussion messed me up for a long time. But not just on the physical aspect. However also on the mental aspect. I was sure that I didn’t have it anymore. I didn’t think I could compete at the level that I once did. And then you know I kind of just saw how the company moved on from me. I was such an afterthought it wasn’t even funny.

MARK: All due respect. What did you expect us to do?

ALEESHA: No no! I am not blaming you or Christian. You guys have a business to run. You had to do what you had to do. No ill feelings towards yall by any means. But seeing that and with what I had going on with my own mental struggle. I just assumed I was done.

She allowed herself to just shrug her shoulders a little bit about the situation at hand.

ALEESHA: But back in September. I started watching wrestling again. By the end of the month I was back in the ring. I was loving the feeling of being in the ring. I was feeling motivated again and feeling confident in my abilities. To the point I thought maybe I wanted to do this again, but I was still a little hesitant. I didn’t know if I’d fit in. All that jazz but then a few weeks ago. You guys announced the Bombshell High Stakes Rumble.

MARK: Ah yes! One of our newer ideas. It’s been talked about quite a bit over the last few weeks. Looks like after all these years. We still know what we’re doing.

ALEESHA: You sure do, and I really started to think. Maybe that’s the best place for me. Maybe that’s my way to get my foot back in the door. Maybe that’s the perfect chance to see what I am made of and to see if this is something I can still do after all. But I can express my interest. However it’s still a matter of if you’ll have me.

MARK: For starters. I don’t know why you would even think that we wouldn’t have you. After the year you had in 2023. You showed you were very promising and had a chance to be one of the faces of our Bombshell division for years to come. And secondly, we did open it up to the entire wrestling world. You don’t have to be under contract with us. If you want to show up and show what you are made of.

ALEESHA: I just don’t want to be one of those people. That only comes around or only wants to be part of something when there is something on the line. Like, the championship match doesn’t even mean much to me. It’s a nice little perk, but really all I want to do is see if I got it in me. I just want to see if I can compete at a high level. I want to see if I can still thrive in Sin City Wrestling.

MARK: Then it sounds like to me. You already know what needs to be done.

For a moment there was just a little bit of silence between the two. Mark letting a bit of a grin cross over his lips with Aleesha nodding to herself a bit.

ALEESHA: I guess you’re right in that sense, Mr. Ward.

MARK: Mmmhm. Look forward to seeing what you bring to the table on the 24th.

Following those words Mark stood himself up from his chair. Aleesha doing the same as she reached across the desk with her hand. Gently, Mark grabbed a hold of her hand and gave it a shake. That mutual understanding and feeling embraced is what Aleesha needed. With the handshake ending Aleesha went ahead and made his exit from the office. With the future being bright, it was time to buckle down to make sure this wasn’t a complete and utter let down.

“ LIFE CHANGES II ”

Diary Entry #14
November 15th, 2024

But as much as life can knock you down like it did me for over a year...

Sometimes life can be really fantastic too. Sometimes it puts you on the right path. It puts you in a situation to achieve anything and everything you ever wanted. It puts great people in your life. And sometimes, just sometimes it provides you with a second chance on something. A redo if you will and that’s what I feel like has been presented to me.

After being cleared. No more issues. No more confusion. No more feeling sick all the time. Like I said I didn’t want to go back to wrestling. I was an afterthought and I didn’t believe in myself, but that lasted for a few days. Then I started watching a little bit of wrestling here and there. Seeing what some of my friends were doing. Seeing how much the business has evolved in just a year's time.

And as I should have expected. It sucked me right back in. it made me feel like that little girl that was watching with my grandparents. It made me feel that love for wrestling that only a fan could feel. So what did I do after that? I decided to get back in the ring. Just for the sake of it. Just to see how I felt. Just to see if I even had it in me to do anything anymore.

Like a fish to water. I took to it and fell further in love. Every time I hit the mat for that bump. Sure it hurt, but it was like the adrenaline shot I needed. Every time I hit those ropes as hard and as fast as I could. Yes, it drove the wind out of me. But it was something that my body had been craving and I didn’t know it until that moment.

The little bit of locking up I did with a couple of old friends. It brought that competitive nature out in me. Made me just want to slam them down and leg drop them. It was such a rush, but once I felt that. Once it confirmed to me the love for wrestling was still there. Once it appeared to me that maybe just maybe I might still be able to do this. That’s when I knew what I needed to do.

Had a sit down meeting with Mark last week. We ironed out a couple things. Enjoyed a nice conversation and when that meeting was over. I had a short term deal with Sin City Wrestling. By short term I mean at this moment. I have only signed a deal to compete in one match, with the possibility of a second one. Depending on the outcome of the first.

No one knows it yet, but I decided to throw my name in the hat for the Bombshell High Stakes rumble. Of course everyone entering the rumble is only doing so with the intention of earning themselves a championship match on the Christmas show. I can’t say I fault anyone for taking their shot at this and taking a shot at an essentially free championship match if they can win, but that's not why I am entering.

No, I am tossing my name in it. Because I know the amount of people that will be in the match. Because of the amount of talent that will be in the match. From the best talent this place has to offer to the lowest of low with talent. I’ll experience all of it and everything in between. I’m entering the match because it’ll test everything about me and my abilities.

From the physical aspect of things. My pain tolerance. My endurance. My cardio and my actual skill in the ring. It’ll also test me from the mental and emotional aspect of the game. These situations aren’t meant for the weak nor should they be. But in taking this challenge on, in throwing my name in the hat. There’s only two outcomes.

I either fall flat on my face and show the world that I don’t have it anymore. I get my ass handed to me and I get tossed over that top rope with ease. Or I prove to be just as good as I once was. I add to what was already an impressive undefeated streak. I pick right back up where I left off with this roster and this company from a year ago. With a championship match as a Christmas gift to myself.

Get ready ladies. Mother is coming home!

xoxo
ALEESHA

The sunset was starting to take place over the Tucson skyline. Something about the mixture of seeing the desert along with those bright colors of the sunset just made everything look so beautiful. About that time there was the sound of boots hitting the desert’s ground. Cameras cutting over to the left low to see the boots kicking up dust. With a slow pan upwards, it was revealed that the person in those cowboy boots was none other than ALEESHA herself. She smiled real big while looking at the camera before her.

“ Hello ladies! Have you missed your mother?! ”

Reaching up with her light purple colored nails and tipping the cowboy hat she had on. All before she yanked it off and just tossed it to the side out of the camera's view.

“ High Stakes is right around the corner which many of you already know. After all the talk of the locker room from what I hear is the Bombshell High Stakes Rumble. So many of you have already thrown your name into the hat and that’s not the ones that were already confirmed to be in the match to begin with. Not that I am surprised by any means. This was kind of one of the things about the Bombshell locker room when I was here a year ago.

A lot of you didn’t want to actively work for anything. A lot of you didn’t want to stand on your own two feet and earn opportunities. A lot of you would just stay in catering and go on social media to bitch about how you weren’t booked or given an opportunity. Only to end up getting trolled for looking like an idiot. You know exactly who you are boo-boo. But that’s fine. If this is how you want to go about things. No one can tell you otherwise. Just don’t be surprised when it doesn’t go your way at all. ”

She let a little grin cross her plump lips. Aleesha was in a bit of rare form with her sarcasm, but it had been a long time coming for her. There were a lot of things she needed to get off her chest.

“ In case it hasn’t sunk in yet. I’m here to let you all know that I’m throwing my name into the Rumble. I will be there live next Sunday and I’ll be setting out to prove myself in a big way. But before you bitches jump on the ignorant train and start trying to use my words against me about your petty asses not wanting to work for anything. Let me make one thing perfectly clear. I didn’t go through everything I went through for the last year for you to try and smear my name.

Nor did I decide to throw my name into the Rumble just because there’s a future championship match on the line for the winner. I don’t mean this to be disrespectful, but I can honestly say from the bottom of my heart. I don’t care about the championship match. It’s a non factor for me. It’s not the thing motivating me, not even in the slightest. Sure, if I win. I’ll take the opportunity like anyone else would. But, it isn’t the thing I crave. Not like ninety percent of you in this match.

No, what I am craving is competition. What is motivating me is to see where I stand after a year away from the ring. The very thing that's making me throw my name into this thing is the fact that for better or worse the Bombshell Division here in Sin City Wrestling can at times bring some of the stiffest and most diverse competition. I get to experience the people that shouldn’t have wrestling contracts to begin with, but I also get to experience women that should be THEE champion because of how good they are.

It’s about the challenge for me. It’s about making me dig down deep and seeing what I am truly made of. Very easily I could have come back and had an ego like a good portion of our roster has. I could have bragged about how I was undefeated my last go around and demanded based on that I get put in a high profile situation. I could have come back, thrown my weight around, and demanded a rematch for the championship I never lost.

There were a lot of things I could have done, but I took the route that I thought would be the hardest. The one that was going to test me the most. The one that was going to really make or break me. Because if I am being honest with you. Right now, I do not know what this return means. I’m only here for the Rumble. And if I can’t be at my best, then I don't deserve to be here long term. However, if I do surprise myself. Then maybe there’s a future where I’m back full time. ”

Aleesha found herself just nodding her head a little bit. Her tone was pretty genuine and could help paint the picture of how things would go. However she was realistic and being realistic meant she understood there were going to be people that didn’t like her. There would be people that didn’t believe her. And there would be people that would be gunning for her the entire match. That was just the name of the game and something she had to embrace.

“ Based on my presence and being in the match itself. That’s going to be triggering to some of you. It’ll upset some of you. It’ll make some of you feel some type of way. Ultimately putting a target on my back. That’s fine. That’s just how this kind of thing works out from time to time. I have to deal with that. So let it affect you. Let it make you lash out. Cut your little promos on me and trash me all you want. It’s your right to do so, but understand something very important.

Understand any slick shit you let escape your mouths. You gotta see me in person when that rumble takes place. And when you see me face to face you better be prepared to throw some hands. Cause if not I’m going to dog walk your ass all across the ring. From ring post to ring post. Until I feel good enough to toss you over the top rope to the floor. So keep that in mind. Any bullshit you let come out of your mouth. You’re eventually going to have to fight.

And as much as some of you are going to want the ammunition for the future. There’s no reason for me to single any of you out. No reason to go down the line one by one. No reason for me to talk about Woman A, B, and C. That is boring and is a waste of my time. Hell a waste of everyone else’s time if we’re being honest here. I said my peace for now. You know why, I'm entering the match. You know what my purpose is and what I’m after. It’s up to you to stop me. ”

Such a nonchalant shrug left the woman’s shoulders. That wasn’t meant to slight anyone or disrespect anyone, but people would take it how they wanted. She let her eyes settle on the cameras once again. Letting what would be her final words be told.

“ Heathen Hours are upon us ladies. So, let’s get ready to Rumble! ”

With the cameras being right there on her face. Again that smirk crossed her plump lips as she offered up a wink. Those words were as powerful as they could be for now, but she would have to follow her own advice. Words didn’t matter, but actions did. The fight would be here before she knew it and it was up to her to back up everything she said. Aleesha found herself walking right out of the frame of the camera leading to recording coming to an end.

[Cassie Wolfe]

It was the week of High Stakes and Cassie was all set for the Open Invite Rumble, however so far only two additional Bombshells had signed themselves up for the match: Cassie’s partner in crime Harper Mason and the returning former Bombshell Internet Champion Aleesha Jones who had been forced to vacate the title due to injury a year ago, add in radio silent from Crystal, Seleana and Song and the fact that Alexandra was the only other Bombshell already in the match to speak her mind and things were getting interesting, can Cassie get the win?

Cassie’s Home, Reno, Nevada
Sunday the 17th of November 2024, 22:00pm

You know, I was expecting this match to be a bit crazier looking back.

Don’t get me wrong, Mercedes, Seleana, Crystal and Alexandra would’ve been tough competition on their own but with the Open Invite Stipulation? I don’t know, I guess I was expecting more than two faces to show up.

Instead only two additional names have thrown their names in the proverbial hat, and at least one of them was kind enough to let me know before she put her second set of vlogs out.

What are friends for right? I guess me facing Harp was bound to happen eventually but in my second Supercard match as a Bombshell? AND at High Stakes for that matter? Yeah, that was a bit unexpected even if Harp’s reasoning made sense, but the other name came out of nowhere, Aleesha Jones.

Last year she was the Bombshell Internet Champion heading into High Stakes but a injury during training forced her to vacate the title, it’s pretty obvious that she wants to pick up where the injury forced her to leave off and with the stipulation for the Open Invite Match? It’s pretty obvious that she’s using this match as a way to get back in the title picture.

We’ll see if she succeeds, because I’ll be damned if I let her get in my way.

”And that’s Harper off my list of potential participants in this match.” I muttered to myself as I scratched Harper’s name off the list. ”I probably could’ve scratched her name when she told me and Josh that she was signing up for the match but hey, at least I got it done! Now, how do I classify Aleesha? Wild card? I know she’s been active on Social Media but as far as I know she hasn’t wrestled since then.”

A knock at my door interrupted my train of thought and after checking off the “wild card” part of the list I went and answered it seeing Josh waiting for me. “Hey Cass, ready for High Stakes?” Josh greeted me and I nodded before letting him in. “We’ll be leaving for Tucson first thing in the morning.”

”Sounds good, just been thinking about the Open Invite Match actually.” I responded as I led him to the living room where Sandy greeted him with a wagging tail. ”Bit surprised that it was only Harp and Aleesha who signed themselves up for the match to be honest.”

“They’ll be others, bet on it.” Josh responded before he sat down on the couch. “I spoke to Harper and she’s fully committed to wrestling twice on the same night, I guess she inherited Jessie’s fighting spirit.”

”I guess so, that and her stubbornness and hot headed nature.” I nodded in agreement before I stretched my arms a bit. ”So what’s the plan? I live here in Reno and you and Harper live in Vegas, that’s a six hour drive alone.”

“Already got it sorted! I’ll pick you up around six am then get you back to Vegas where we’ll meet Harper at the airport.” Josh explained and I nodded as I got the idea. “Fight isn’t until 10:00am so we’ll have time to get breakfast out.”

”Sounds good to me! I know of a good diner not far from here that does a killer breakfast for pretty cheap, we can get it there.” I nodded in response before stretching a bit. ”So what do you think my chances are in Future Star of the Year? I know I joined SCW pretty late in the year but the bosses haven’t been shy about putting me in big matches, just look at my first Supercard Match! Harper had to wait until February before she was in title contention, me? I was put in the Roulette Contenders Match at my first Supercard!”

“Not to mention your debut match was in the Proving Ground Tournament, it’s clear that the bosses see a lot of potential in you and Harp.” Josh nodded in agreement and I grinned as I realized he was right. “I’d say you have a decent shot but Victoria and Harper might be your stiffest competition, not helped by the fact that Victoria’s only lost two matches.”

”One to Luna and then to Kayla, that’s definitely put her up there at least.” I nodded in agreement before I yawned a bit. ”Beyond that? I probably set a record for fastest time a new Bombshell has been put in title contention, whether it’s the Internet or Bombshell Roulette.”

“Speaking off.” Josh continued as he glanced at my list. “Any thoughts on what title you’ll go after if you win this?”

”Honestly? Probably the Bombshell Roulette, Krystal made her career on the back of that title and if Luna does dethrone Victoria this Sunday? I’ll have a leg up on the new champ!” I added with a big grin on my face and Josh nodded in response. ”Though if she doesn’t and Julianna retains over Bella I could always use it ro get that match we’ve talked about.”

“Yeah, you have a couple of options at least, and a whole week to make your mind up.” Josh responded with an encouraging nod and my grin grew wider. “Just bear in mind that I’ll be asking Harper the same question.”

”And knowing her, she’ll want something positive after the debacle with Bobbie.” I nodded in response before the topic drifted elsewhere.

Mt. Lemon, Tucson, Arizona
Tuesday the 19th of November 2024, 13:00pm

Have I ever mentioned that I have a bad leg? Well, I do!

Look, I used to play soccer when I was in high school, it’s where a lot of my athleticism came from and most of my wrestling offence is inspired by those days like the running soccer kick to the face (why yes, I did call it GOOOAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLL for that reason) but that came to a halt after I suffered a leg injury following a bad tackle from another girl during practice, said girl was expelled from school when it emerged that she had premeditated it (long story) but my potential career in soccer and led to me eventually becoming a wrestler.

My leg isn’t as bad as it used to be (rehabbing it will do that) but it’s still a weak link in my wrestling and workout game, as you can imagine my leg doesn’t like it when I go hiking but, well, here I am.

“Come on Cass you’re trailing behind us.” Josh called out to me as he waited at the top of the mountain trail with Harper. “Didn’t you say that you were going to beat us?”

”I didn’t think it was going to be this steep!” I called back with a grunt before I caught up with them. ”And I told you about my bad leg when I took you on as my manager.”

“I know but it doesn’t stop you from training.” Josh responded as he stopped to let us have a break. “Besides, you can do your promo when we get up to the top.”

”It’ll be different from doing it in front of your green screen at least.” Harper responded with a nod before she sat down on a nearby rock. ”And I know you’ve been hiking before.”

”Yeah and my leg argues back every time.” I responded with a grunt as I sat next to her. ”So what’s the plan for the Open Invite Match? Because that’s my only match while Harper here is competing in the Open Invite Match and the match with Bobbie?”

“I’ll just be training her extra hard.” Josh responded as he leaned back against a nearby cliff face. “And don’t worry about your leg Cass, you’ve been wrestling on it since you were nineteen, right?”

”Yeah, I graduated from Hero Academy right after my nineteenth birthday.” I nodded in response to his question while giving my bad leg a shake. ”That doesn’t stop it from being a target for anyone with submission skills who knows about my old leg injury.”

“Then we need to work on you defending that leg as much as possible.” Josh nodded before he motioned to the rest of the trail. “And a good hike up the mountain should help strengthen the leg at least.”

”Could’ve just used leg weights at a local gym for the same effect but I digress.” I muttered under my breath before my and Harp followed Josh up the rest of the mountain trail.

Looking over Tucson, Arizona
Tuesday the 19th of November 2024, 14:00pm

*promo time*

As Josh got ready to film my second promo for High Stakes (and Harper hung around in the background) I was my usual self.

”What a view huh? Stunning, beautiful, breathtaking, but that’s enough about me!” I stated with a hair flip as I folded my arms. ”Behind me is the city of Tucson, Arizona, the site of my High Stakes debut this Sunday night! Now, as I mentioned last week, I’m in the Open Invite Match for the Bombshells and at the time the other confirmed competitors were Alexandra, Song, Mercedes and the Zdunichs but since then? A certain SOMEONE added herself to the match!”

”I told you before my vlogs went up, didn’t I?” Harper called back and I just shook my head.

”I know but still!” I responded before letting out a deep breath. ”So yeah, Harper’s in the match too but someone who gave up a title last year due to injury is also in the match too, hi Aleesha!” I added with a mock wave. ”I’m just gonna get the two new additions out of the way first since I don’t really have a lot to talk about when it comes to the others.”

This will be fun.

”Harp, before I get started, don’t take this seriously.” I called back to her and Harper gave me a thumbs up. ”As I mentioned, my partner in crime Harper added herself to the match because apparently wrestling one former Roulette Champion isn’t enough for her! I know Harper very well, as a friend and a wrestler, we train together, we hang out, we’re friends, we’re tag team partners but if I had my way? She won’t last long in the Rumble.”

”You know I can easily toss your ass out as well right?” Harper called back and I rolled my eyes as I shook my head. ”Hey you kept chiming in on one of my vlogs last week!”

”At least I was off camera due to filming the thing!” I called back before shaking my head. ”As for Aleesha, I have to wonder, just how much ring rust is there in Aleesha? I mean, she’s been gone for a whole year and as far as I know she hasn’t wrestled in that time, also Aleesha? If you win this match and don’t use it for a shot at the Internet Championship I’ll eat my hat!”

As for the rest.

”And now we get to the disappointing part and no, I don’t mean everything Seleana’s done since 2019! The fact that out of Alexandra Mercedes, Seleana, Crystal and Song, AKA the other confirmed wrestlers in this match, only Alexandra has made her voice heard.” I threw my hands up in frustration. ”I mean really, is this my competition heading into my first ever High Stakes? My best friend, Aleesha, a woman I’ve wrestled more times than anyone and the rest? At least Harper retired Laura Pheonix last year!” I added before shrugging. ”Eh, less competition between me and the prize right?”

It's that simple.

”Because what better way to cement my status as THE Future Star of the Year by winning this match?” I asked with a grin as I folded my arms. ”What’s that? What about Victoria? You mean the lady who got her Roulette Title Shot because she was buddies with the King for a Day? The double champ who won the mixed tag titles because Miles took a few selfies with the World Heavyweight Championship? Oh and by the way, just so we’re clear on the matter? WHEN I win this match I’ll have my eyes set on the Bombshell Roulette Championship! After all, I already have a win over Victoria’s challenger at High Stakes so why the fuck not?”

And with that I decided to wrap things up.

”Oh right, I still need to win the damn match first, silly me, I forgot! Oh and by the way? That was sarcasm!” I stated as I threw up the metal horns to the camera. ”And just to get it out of the way, good luck to anyone who joins up for this match after this promo airs because you’re gonna need it mate, nothing’s getting my way of me winning my first title in SCW, you could put an army of Bombshells past and present in front of me and I’d still come out on top, why? Because I’m “The Rebel Princess” Cassie Wolfe bitch!

To all my fans? In a world of fake queens and disappointing turnouts? Be yourselves and be a Rebel Princess! And to everyone else in the match? Good luck because I’m Hungry Like The Wolfe!”

Josh stopped the recording as the scene fades.

[Harper Mason]

Harpin’ On With Harper, On Top of Mt. Lemon, Tucson, Arizona
Tuesday the 19th of November 2024, 15:00pm

*on camera, start vlog, promo part one*

We catch Harper sitting on a rock overlooking the city of Tucson, Arizona looking deep in thought as she thinks about the upcoming Supercard.

”I’d say this is a pretty appropriate place for me to start the second half of my vlogs for the Open Invite Match at High Stakes, wouldn’t you?” Harper asked rhetorically as she leaned back. ”Because let’s face it, I definitely have a mountain to climb at High Stakes because as of right now? I’m the only one on the roster willing to wrestle twice in the same night! As I just mentioned I’m focussing on the Open Invite Match for these Vlogs but I do have a lot to say to Bobbie about the match I was officially confirmed for this Sunday!

You’ll forgive me for prioritizing a match where I have a fairly decent chance at earning myself a title shot at the end of the year over a match where I’ll have a 50/50 chance of being humiliated at the next Climax Control, right?”

Harper asks sarcastically as she folds her arms.

”I’ll admit, I expected to have a bit more to say come week two in regards to this match what with the Open Invite stip and all, but nope! Aside from me the only other Bombshell who signed herself up so far is Aleesha Jones who just got back from injury and I can’t even say that my opposition that was already confirmed for the match has been all that talkative either!” Harper added as she folded her arms. ”Why? Because outside of Cass only one other confirmed participant has made her voice heard, namely Alexandra, everyone else?

Radio silence! Not a peep from Mercedes, Seleana, Crystal or Song! Granted Seleana didn’t say anything in the lead up to my recent tag team match against her and Crystal but that doesn’t explain the others! Yeah, I know, Thanksgiving is this week and maybe they’ve got that on their mind instead? Either way, I’m entering this match with a clear goal.”

Which is?

”Like Cass I’ve already made my mind up on who I’ll challenge at the Christmas special if I win on Sunday, unsurprisingly? It’s the Bombshell Roulette Title that I have my eyes set on!” Harper added as she stretched a bit. ”Why? Aside from the fact that Jessie cut her teeth as a champion in the Roulette Division, my beef with Victoria is pretty well documented, and Luna? I’ve wanted a one on one match with her since she gave me that tainted win over Sam Marlowe in the lead up to Blaze of Glory.

So yeah, I have personal reasons as well as professional reasons for going after that title if I win, but again, that’s if I pick up the win over Alexandra, Cassie, Song, Mercedes, the Zdunichs and Aleesha!”

*end vlog*

Harper’s Suite, Loews Ventana Canyon Resort, Tucson, Arizona
Wednesday the 20th of November 2024, 13:00pm

We see Harper in her suite as the Loews Ventana Canyon Resort in Tucson where she is currently relaxing at her computer.

”Man, Josh really went all out for me and Cassie’s suites.” Harper muttered to herself before she rested her hands behind her head. ”Can’t afford to get too comfy here, not with two matches ahead of me this Sunday, not to mention the Prime taping.”

Harper’s train of thought was interrupted by a knock at the door and she went to answer it, finding Jessie on the other side. ”Surprised?” Jessie asked upon seeing the look on Harper’s face. ”I’ve had to miss every other Supercard this year because of my pregnancy, did you really think I was going to miss High Stakes Harp?”

”No, just surprised that you’re here at all since April’s not even a year old yet.” Harper responded as she shook her head before stepping aside to let Jessie in and she followed her in. ”Hell by my math she’s barely three months old.”

”Right on the money, always knew you were a smart kid, but we brought April up with us for the week, she won’t remember it off course but this is pretty much her first vacation.” Jessie shrugged as Harper closed the door behind her and tuned to her older cousin. ”At least I thought you were a smart kid until I caught wind that you had decided to wrestle twice at High Stakes.”

”Oh here we go.” Harper sighed in response as she rolled her eyes. ”If you stopped by to try to talk me out of wrestling twice on the same night Jessie that ship’s already sailed since my vlogs for the rumble went up last week, but I didn’t want my second High Stakes to be remembered for a match where the loser has to wear baby wear to the next Climax Control.”

”Even if your vlogs didn’t go up? I wouldn’t have tried anyway, you’re just as stubborn as me Harp, and in some ways that’s a blessing and a curse.” Jessie sighed as she shook her head. ”As for the match you’re officially competing in? I have to give Bobbie credit because I didn’t think she had that kind of sense of humour in her! But even so, you’re going to be exhausted from the first match of the night thanks to this, it’s the whole reason I bowed out of competing in the last Open Invite Match.”

”You mean that rubber match against Melissa?” Harper asked and Jessie nodded without hesitation. ”No offence but that match was an Iron Woman Match, my match with Bobbie has no stipulations attached outside of the once involving the next Climax Control, they aren’t exactly the same!”

”Oh I know, but with the workload you’re setting yourself up for? It may as well be an Iron Woman Match!” Jessie responded as she shook her head. ”And speaking as someone who’s last SCW match was against Alexandra? She isn’t one to be taken lightly, for fuck’s sake she’s older than me and has been wrestling longer than me!”

”And I’m still wondering what’s up with the genes in her family considering she doesn’t look much older than me or Cass!” Harper responded with a nod as she brushed some hair over her shoulder. ”Surprised you’re not talking about Aleesha’s return.”

”Didn’t learn about it until I watched Cassie’s second promo admittedly, haven’t had a chance to keep up what with the baby and all.” Jessie shrugged before she sat down on a chair. ”Aleesha can be a bitch but she’s a hell of a wrestler, don’t forget, she only lost the Bombshell Internet Title due to injury, she never dropped that thing to anyone, Cass put it best, she’s back to  pick up where she left off and we both know what that means.”

”Julianna.” Harper nodded in response as she started to pace around. ”With all due respect to Bella, Aleesha might be her biggest threat in this match, assuming she’s back for the long haul and this isn’t just a one off.”

”I don’t claim to know her that well so it’s hard to say, never even faced her the first time around.” Jessie responded as she shook her head. ”Josh has done a hell of a job prepping you and Cass for this match, and in your case? For the match with Bobbie as well, just be ready for anything at High Stakes.”

”I will be.” Harper nodded in response before Jessie left the suite.

Harpin’ On With Harper, Harper’s Suite, Tucson, Arizona
Wednesday the 20th of November 2024, 15:00pm

*on camera, start vlog, promo part two*

We cut to Harper in her suite a couple of hours removed from Jessie’s visit and she has a few things on her mind.

”One thing I’ve been asking myself since Jessie returned is this: do I miss having her as a manager?” Harper asked hypothetically as she had a thoughtful look on her face. ”Jessie got my foot in the door last year, that much is obvious, but after her pregnancy forced her to step down as my manager and Josh stepped up to take her spot? I’ve just felt a lot more confident in general, I mean hell, I don’t think I would’ve signed myself up for the Rumble otherwise if we’re being honest.

It's definitely a loaded question and one I’ll probably ponder for as long as I have Josh as my manager but on the subject of the rumble?”

Here we go.

”Let’s look at my history with some of my opponents in this thing, not counting anyone who hasn’t signed themselves up yet obviously, my history with Cass is pretty obvious and anyone who followed my post High Stakes career last year knows full well what my history with Mercedes is like.” Harper added before shaking her head. ”Spoiler alert: it isn’t pretty! Crystal and Seleana were my last opponents on Climax Control and Alexandra was one of my opponents in that handicap match that I’m still made about months later!

That just leaves Song and Aleesha, two Bombshells that I’ve yet to face one on one, Song proved to be fun opposition for me in the fatal four way before Violent Conduct and Aleesha? Well, it’s easier to count the Bombshells in this match she hasn’t faced considering she literally just returned!”

Harper shakes her head.

”All vying for the same prize at High Stakes, that title shot at the next Christmas special.” Harper grins a bit. ”I guess we all want to get that little Christmas gift for ourselves, don’t we? But from my point of view, some of us are clearly hungrier for that opportunity than others.

Guess what? I’m one of them!”

*end vlog*

Working out with Josh, local gym, Tucson, Arizona
Wednesday the 20th of November 2024, 18:00pm

It’s a few hours later and Harper is running on a treadmill with Josh spurring her on at a local gym.

“Come on Harper, keep the speed up.” Josh encouraged Harper as she kept running on the treadmill. “You signed yourself up for two matches, we need to make sure that your speed and stamina is on point.”

”I get that, but have done amateur wrestling tournaments in the past, faced more than one opponent in a day back then as well.” Harper responded before Josh upped the speed for her and she picked up the pace. ”How different can it be from pro wrestling?”

“For one thing? You never faced more than one opponent in those matches.” Josh pointed out and Harper had to admit that he had a point. “And you generally wrestled girls in your weight class, not double your weight class like Bobbie.”

”Good point.” Harper admitted before she focussed on running the treadmill again, she stopped after a bit, getting  off the treadmill to catch her breath. ”I mean Jessie thinks I’m making a big mistake by doing this but after all the crap I’ve put up with over the past month or so? I feel I need this!”

“I understand both you and Jessie’s points of view but I’m still going to train you hard to get you ready for that task.” Josh responded with an understanding nod and Harper grinned in response. “Off course I don’t want to train you too hard.”

”Yeah, least I fall victim to an injury during training like Aleesha did last year.” Harper nodded in agreement before sitting on a weight bench. ”Still find it funny that she timed her return almost a year to the day after she vacated her title.”

“Either it’s a coincidence and Aleesha saw the rumble as an opportunity or you’re right.” Josh nodded in agreement before passing Harper a water bottle which she took. “The rumble was announced weeks ago so it’s not like she hasn’t had time to prepare.”

“Same goes for everyone else in the match, including those yet to sign up.” Harper nodded in agreement before letting out a deep breath. ”Guess I’d better get back to this, up for being my spotter?” Harper asked as she motioned towards the weights and Josh nodded before adjusting the weights for Harper’s strength level and allowing Harper to get started.

Harpin’ On With Harper, Harper’s Suite, Tucson, Arizona
Wednesday the 20th of November 2024, 21:00pm

*on camera, start vlog, final promo part*

With a lot on her mind heading into her second High Stakes we see Harper focussed and ready for war.

”What a difference a year makes, last year I was unsure of myself after that bullshit loss to Bea and heading into a match with a legend, this year? I got that win back over Bea, I’m set to take on the challenge of two huge matches in the same night and god knows what else will happen at High Stakes.” Harper stated as she ran a hand through her hair. And for reasons I’ve already discussed? I wouldn’t have it any other way!”

Yep.

”Between Cass, Alexandra, Mercedes, Seleana, Crystal, Aleesha and whoever else signs up? This will be a hell of a test for me.” Harper stated as she folded her arms and looked at the camera. ”But I’m ready for it! I’ve trained hard, I’ve committed myself to this insane task that at the end of the day, I’ll only have myself to blame for and if all goes well?”

It's that simple.

”I’ll not only enter the Christmas Special with my eyes on Roulette Gold but I’ll make Bobbie eat her own words! All in a day’s work, am I right?” Harper added as she shifted her weight. ”And once the dust settles on this Rumble at High Stakes? I’ll set my sights on Bobbie and after I put her useless ass down again? Well, winning two huge matches in the same night sounds pretty sweet, doesn’t it?”

And with that Harper decided to wrap things up.

”I know it’s easier said than done especially when it comes to that rumble since there’s still time for someone else to throw their hat it the ring, but me?” Harper asked as she flip[ped some hair over her shoulder. ”I couldn’t feel more ready for this if I tried because the world needs a new hero and her name is “The Slaytanic Avenger” Harper Mason!”

Harpert turned off her camera as the scene fades.

[Aleesha Jones]

Today was the day. High Stakes was officially here. All those that have been working their asses off to have their moment at the biggest event of the year. It was going to be all worth it for those. And for others, it was a chance to start over. A chance to write a new chapter in their book. That’s exactly what it was for one Aleesha Jones.

In a very tight fitted black dress with heels to match. Aleesha dragged her suitcase against the concrete pavement while walking out of the hotel. She found herself stopping right in front of the long stretched limo that was parked on the curb. Handing over her bag to the driver as he opened the back door for her. Aleesha picked up the end of her dress a little as she climbed into the back with the door shutting.

Looking forward, she finally made eye contact with the cameras for the first time. Her black lipstick covered lips spread into a slight smile. Allowing herself to address them.

“As I prepare for my return. I can’t help but look at the women that I am set to share the ring with. Each and every single one of them has some type of resume. Some are more impressive than the others. Each and every woman in this match serves some kind of purpose. They might not have the same purpose as they think they do, but still they have a purpose. And as I look at every single woman of them there is a certain level of competition than they bring to this Rumble.”

About that time the driver side door could be heard closing. With the driver firmly behind the wheel and rolling up the window to give Aleesha some privacy. She felt the slight movement with the limo pulling off the curb to begin the journey towards the TCC Arena.

“Without the sake of sounding like a bitch. But at the same time I am someone that’s going to call it like I see it. You’ve got your low competition in this match. You got the competition that shouldn’t even be considered competition. You got the women that are confirmed for this Rumble that aren’t going to make much of a difference at all. They’re essentially just another body to be tossed over the top rope. Again, not trying to sound like a bitch or trying to discredit folks. I am simply going with the facts.

Because please tell me in what would Harper Mason and Cassie Wolfe are considered to be true competition. In what world are they considered to be a legitimate threat to the Bombshell division. In what world exactly does anyone have it on their bingo card that one of them will go the distance to become the Bombshell High Stakes Rumble winner. I can’t wrap my mind around it. Not when I and so many others barely see a step above someone like Bea Barnhart.”

For a brief moment she found herself shaking her head to side to side.

“And I know that’s going to trigger an Elon Musk machine fueled rant. Because that’s what they do. They complain and complain. They bitch and bitch. They cry and cry all over twitter. Week in and week out. They forever use that app to put their foot in their mouths. Then when they end up getting mocked, made fun, or just when they end up generally being proven wrong. Shown the error of their ways if you will. They got radio silent until the next time they decide to go off.

Maybe if you two weren’t as delusional as you are. Maybe if the two of you didn’t have these unjustified egos. Maybe if the two of you actually learned to buckle down and learn from your mistakes. Then maybe that’s when people would see you as a threat. Maybe that’s when people would start giving you the respect you blindly think you deserve now. But I don’t see this ever happening. You got your heads so far shoved up your own flat asses it’s just sad.

I mean for crying out loud Harper. How long have you been here? Over a year now? Something like that. Can you name one true moment that defined you? Because if I were to take a deep dive into your history. I’d be willing to bet there isn’t a major win on your record. You’ve most likely loss more than you won. There’s no championships to your name. No major achievements. No major accolades. Over a year here and you’ve done essentially nothing. Meanwhile when I was here the last time.

In just three months time I had championship gold around my waist. Just a little stat for you since you like to try and always discredit people that actually have some motion. And what about you Cassie? What have you done around here? You know aside from throwing a fit on twitter when no one wanted to take you up on your open challenge when you first came here. See, that’s the thing about the internet Cassie. Once it’s out there. It becomes an archive. It’ll forever be there. Always something to reference to.

Oh wait I forgot. You actually have a win that has some weight to it. Unlike Harper. Not that long ago. You defeated Luna Paslino. That’s going to be a win, you ride until the wheels fall off. You’ll bring it up over and over and over again. You will be nothing more than a broken record. But let’s be real at the same time shall we Cassie? Deep down you know that win was a fluke. Deep down you know you got lucky. And deep down you are regretting the rematch because you know what’s going to happen.

Unfortunately for you, Cassie. Because I know it was a fluke and because I know the truth about who you are. That win doesn’t impress me. Not even in the slightest bit. It’s not enough to change my view on you. It’s not enough to see you as a threat. It’s not enough to make you give you any credit. The only thing about you that makes me excited is knowing at some point we’re going to encounter each other in that ring tonight and when we do. I’m going to toss you out. Look forward to seeing you cry about it.”

Aleesha’s smirk found itself spreading a little more. She wasn’t out to make friends, especially not with the likes of them. If it made her a hated person. Then so be it. She’d embrace it. Looking out the window for a second to see that they were starting to pull on the freeway. Before looking back at the cameras.

“Crystal and Selena Zdunich. Ladies, you’re very much in a similar category when it comes to low level competition. To which kind of pains me to say when it comes to you, Selena. Considering at one point you were the World Bombshell Champion. The highest achievement we can get in this company as a Bombshell. Sure, it wasn’t a long reign. But you got there and that speaks volumes. That earns you a certain level of respect if you were to ask me.

And of course over the years. You’ve done countless other things. However, it’s safe to say sadly that you’ve peaked. In the last couple of years. You’ve done nothing of true importance. Nothing of true significance. You’ve been nothing more than a punching bag for this division. Every bit of stock and value you once had has been buried so deep because of what you’ve allowed yourself to become. There is no reason for me to believe that you are going to be a threat to me.

No reason for me to believe you’re suddenly going to find yourself. Experience some kind of rivalized resurgence. No, that’s not how this works. That’s not what the real world is. Instead the reality is you’re going to stand in front of me. I’m going to rock your jaw and then I’m going to scoop you up off the mat to throw you out of my ring. Trust me when I tell you, I wish that there would be more to our encounter than what’s going to happen. But I am realistic. I know what to expect

As far as your wife is concerned. She’s about as useless as they come. Somehow more useless than Cassie and Harper. Somehow more useless than Bea Barnhart. I’d throw her in the same category of Prudence Piece and Diamond Steele. All three of them are poor excuses for wrestlers. They’re unmotivated, uninspired, and shouldn’t be taking a spot from those that want to be better. Believe me when I tell you, Crystal. You get froggy in this match and I’m going to drop you where you stand!”

There was a certain level of spark and excitement in the eyes of Aleesha. She had truly begun to find that confidence in herself once again. She found herself looking out that window once again. Getting lost in seeing the TCC Arena off in the horizon as they were getting closer to the building. At that moment she felt the butterflies in her stomach. This was becoming more real by the second.

Flashback to September 2024

Only one single light was on in that entire building. It was the spotlight. Big enough to light up the entire ring and that’s exactly what she had needed. Aleesha was drenched in sweat as she hit the ring ropes with everything she had. Feeling that burn across her shoulders where the rope had hit. Carrying herself to the other side of the ring and hitting those ropes.

As she was coming off though, she launched herself into a tiger roll. Rolling right back to her feet and planting her feet. However she didn’t plant them the correct way. Becoming visibly and audibly frustrated with herself. Letting it out with just a single word.

ALEESHA: Fuck!

She took her hands and brought them to her face. Rubbing them harshly against it for a second. Trying to clear all the sweat that was dripping down her face and getting into her eyes. When she removed her hands from her face. The spotlight wasn’t the only light on. Instead the entire warehouse was lit up. Aleesha looked around for a second and then immediately was startled causing her to jump back.

ALEESHA: Jesus Christ! Where the hell did you come from?!

Her words were being directed towards the person that had startled her. The man that had trained her and gave her that first big break in the business, Calvin Harris. He stood there looking up in the ring at her. Shaking his head a little bit.

CALVIN: Well this is my building. This is where I teach classes.

ALEESHA: Maybe next time let someone know you’re coming. So you don’t cause someone to have a heart attack. My god.

CALVIN: Maybe that’s advice you should be following. Not like I expected anyone to be here at six in the morning. Especially not someone that hasn’t been here in years.

ALEESHA: You told me to keep a key in case I ever needed it. Well, turns out I needed it.

CALVIN: I see that...

About that time he reached up to grab the middle of the ring and helped pull himself up on the apron. Once he stood up, he wiped his feet off on the mat, and then swung his left leg over the rope. Ducking down and getting into the ring. His arms folded across his chest as he stood in front of her.

CALVIN: Not like you to have your basic footing off. The fundamentals were something you always excelled at. What’s the deal?

ALEESHA: Well this is the first time I stepped into a ring in a year. That concussion I went through caused so many issues. Kept me side lined for so long. I’m only about two months off of being cleared to compete in contact sports.

CALVIN: That still doesn’t answer the question, Aleesha. Yes, you went through all of that. But this is like riding a bike when you do get back in the ring. You don’t look like yourself at all. Not just with the fundamentals. I can see it in your eyes. You look scared.

ALEESHA: That’s because I am!

She felt a little lump in the back of her throat when she answered him. For her to admit that she was scared took a lot out of her. With everything she had been through in life. All the ups and downs. It really helped mold her. Made her grab life by the horns. Made her form confidence in herself and never be scared of anything, but in this moment she was very much afraid.

ALEESHA: I am scared that I can’t do this anymore. At one point, I didn’t want to do it anymore. Like I said, the concussion lasted so long. All the health issues that came with it. That sucked the life out of me and made me fall out of love with wrestling. Then when I got cleared and started watching again. It gave me that spark I’ve been missing. But the moment I stepped between those ropes this morning. I knew I wasn’t myself anymore and I don’t know if I can be. Maybe this is a mistake.

CALVIN: A mistake? No, the only mistake you are making right now is allowing doubt to even creep into your mind. If this is something you want to do. If this is something you truly want again. You can do it and you can do it with ease. There’s not a lot of people I would say that about, Aleesha.

ALEESHA: I don’t know about all of that.

CALVIN: Well, I do. You were the very first student I had graduated from this school. I had three classes before you came along. None of them made it through. For a multitude of reasons, but they didn’t make it through. Then the class you were in. You were the only one to soak the information up like a sponge. You were the only one to get those fundamentals down to perfection and with ease. You became better than I ever thought you would and I’m glad that you did.

She stood there in the middle of the ring listening to every word he had to say. Still after all these years, she just didn’t do well with him complimenting her and singing her praises as a wrestler. But that had everything to do with her having always been her own worst critic.

CALVIN: If that drive is coming back. If that passion is still deep in there. If just watching a wrestling match brings a spark out of you. Then there’s no doubt in my mind you can still do this. You just need to get out of your head and decide what your goal is. Are you just wanting to prove you can do this again? Are you wanting to be the wrestler you were before? Are you wanting to still compete at a high level and make an impact on this business?

ALEESHA: Yes, to all three of those. I want to see if I can still do this. I want to be who I was before. After all, I was just finding my place in this business. I felt like I was on top of the world and felt like I was making an impact on this business. And of course, I want to still be able to compete at a high level. Anyone that enters this business should always want that for themselves. I just don’t know if I can do it. And even if I can. Where do I go from here? I can’t go back to SCW. I failed in front of everyone.

CALVIN: You failed?! Because you got hurt and needed to step away?!

ALEESHA: I failed because they put stock into me. They wanted to see me do great things. I had a chance to redefine the Bombshell Internet division and I dropped the ball in doing so by getting hurt.

CALVIN: That’s fucking nonsense and you know it.

She watched him shake his head. More so paying very close to the tone of voice he was using. He meant what he was saying and was standing on business. There wasn’t any way she would get him to see it the way she did.

CALVIN: I am not even associated with them anymore. Not since my own injury, but I know if I wanted to come back. They’d welcome me with open arms. Just like they would do with you. They don’t see you as a failure because something that’s part of our business took place and something you couldn’t stop from happening. Not when they see failures every single week. There are people there every week that just make a complete fool out of themselves and I’m sure it has the men running that place questioning why they even made the decision to hire them.

ALEESHA: There’s a couple of people that come to mind right away.

CALVIN: And so do I. So, the way I see it, Aleesha. They could use someone like you coming back into the fold. If this is something you truly want for yourself. Take the time, get that confidence back, hammer down those fundamentals, find yourself in this ring again, and then make the call. Do I make myself clear?

ALEESHA: Loud and clear, coach.

CALVIN: Glad we could have this conversation!

Following those words he found himself backing up towards the ropes and then climbing back out of the ring. Once on the apron he dropped down to the floor. Taking a couple of steps away from the ring heading for the office area. Aleesha backed herself up in the corner and took a look at the middle of the ring. Taking in a big deep breath but before she could do anything. He caught her attention again.

CALVIN: Oh and before I forget. Don’t blow yourself up too much. Class is in an hour and since you’re here. I’ve decided you’ll be joining us today!

The smirk that spread across his lips as he kept walking. Aleesha knew that she was in for it now. He was going to put her along with eleven others through the ringer. Maybe this was a blessing in disguise. Maybe it’s what she was going to need to feel like she could wrestle again and could compete on that high level. Maybe this could lead to her having that phone call and trying to come back into the fold. Or maybe she’d end up being the failure she thought she was. Only time would tell.

Sitting there in the locker room. Aleesha found herself pulling her boot up over her foot. Those laces are as loose as they could be to make it as easy as possible. Her heart was thumping so hard and she felt like she had just received an entire shot of adrenaline. The moment was getting closer and closer. Finding out what she was made of was right around the corner. With the boot on she looked up for a second.

“Earlier I was talking about the levels of competition in this match. I was talking about the purpose that each woman served for the Rumble. Lots of disappointment all across the board. But it isn’t all bad. Not at all. There are some bright points to some of the women I will share the ring with.”

She then reached back down and put her attention back to those light colored purple boots. Pulling on the string to start to lace them up.

“Alexandra Calaway. She’s one of the bright points to this match. A woman that I have never had the privilege to share the ring with. As well as a woman that I can see having a very bright future around here. Brighter than just being regulated to being in the Mixed Tag Team division. Brighter than just being considered a fixture to the Bombshell Roulette division. I look at you, Alexandra. I see you being a woman that has the ability to main event a High Stakes in the future. I look at you and see you as a woman that can compete with the stiffest competition SCW has to offer.

I look at you and I see you as a woman that will one day reach the pinnacle to become the World Bombshell Champion. Winning this match would without a doubt be a step in the right direction. It could be the stepping stone to making all your wildest dreams and fantasies come true. However, sadly for you. Right now isn’t your time. And I say that, not just because I am in this match. But I say that because I can see right now you’re not mentally or emotionally prepared to be taking a step in that direction. There’s some things you need to learn first.”

Taking that last few seconds to pull those laces tight. Before tying them and then tucking the ends inside her boots. Her eyes came back up to see her reflection in the mirror in front of her. At this point she was about as ready as she could be.

“First lesson you need to learn is to stop letting people get to you. People are going to be trash human beings. There are going to be people that talk shit about you. They’re going to make baseless claims. They’re going to do anything they can to get under your skin for the sake of having an edge. I have seen it time and time again. You get worked up over what they have to say. I have seen you out there trying to defend yourself at any single turn. I have seen you become emotional over these things.

And this isn’t the business for you to be getting emotional in. Something you should already know. You’ve been doing this much-much longer than I have. But sometimes you just need that reminder to bring you back down to earth. I have had plenty of people shit talk me. I’ve had plenty of people make baseless claims about me. I have people make me a target and try to get under my skin. I didn’t react. I didn’t defend myself. I didn’t go on some crusade to clear my name.

Nah, instead I let them do what they felt they needed to do. Because there was going to be a time and a place where I’d meet them in the ring. That’s when I showed them that there are consequences for running your mouth. These hands stayed Rated E for everybody. I let all my talking go down with those people inside the squared circle. They learned their lessons the hard way. Something I know you’re capable of. You’re far more violent in the ring than I could ever be. Start tapping into that.

And the other lesson you need to learn. Stop trying to be friends with everyone. Stop trying to be respectful to everyone. Stop trying to keep things peaceful with certain people. I’d assume that being the type of hardcore bitch that you are. That’s not how you would carry yourself. But again I have seen it. I have seen your eagerness to be friendly, to be respectful, to be accepted, and the sad reality is. For this business that’s not how it works.

Not everyone deserves to be respected. Not everyone deserves to have peace brought to them. Not every person deserves friendship. Like I already said there are some real trash ass people that exist in the world. They deserve nothing but bad things to happen to them. For how they decide to carry themselves in life. Once you get that through your skull. Once you can tap into who you are at your core. Once that sadistic ain't afraid to bleed woman comes out. Then you’ll achieve all you want but not tonight!”

Following those words, Aleesha found herself standing up from the chair she had been sitting in. Taking a few steps over to the locker room door and opening it. In just staring down the hallway, she could feel herself becoming nervous within seconds.

“And of course there is the element of surprise with this Rumble. There’s a very good chance someone is going to walk out there tonight that’s going to be a major surprise. It’s going to shake the foundation of this division. Might even shake the foundation of the company. It could be a major return. How cool would it be to see someone like Misty come out of retirement? A woman that set the standard for what a Bombshell should be. A woman that quite frankly had it not been for her. Who is to say that we would even have a division to compete in? She meant that much.

Or maybe someone like Devona or even Amber Ryan. Two women throughout this company’s history and throughout wrestling history in general. They have always been at the top. They have always been peak competitors. They have always been women you inspired to be like and inspired to learn from. I would leap at the chance to share the ring with them. No matter how long that did or didn’t last. Just to be out there with them, to be able to mix it, and to be able to see where I stood against certified legends. It would mean more than I could ever put into words.”

She had already started to walk out of the locker room. That nervous feeling setting in a little more. Her knees were a little weak. This moment was something she never thought would happen again. She thought her career was over. Now she has been given this second chance. Cameras staying right there with her as she continued on.

“Maybe there’s a chance that Tempest will finally show herself again. Head to that ring and show why she’s always been a dominant force in this company. Go out there and just rag doll any woman she can get her hands on. Selfishly that’s what I want. For no other reason than I have always viewed Tempest as my dream match. I have always thought there was magic to be created with the two of us standing across the ring from each other. I have always viewed her as someone that would be my biggest threat, my biggest opposition, and someone that would force me to dig down deep. If this is something that happens. I truly will be a dream come true.”

Finding herself stopping just in front of the gorilla position. The loud roar of the crowd could be heard. They were certainly ready for the event to finally get under way. Considering the Bombshell High Stakes Rumble was the first match of the night. There was no doubt it would set the tone and give the people what they were asking for. Aleesha letting her eyes fall onto the cameras.

“There’s so much that could happen. So many women that I could encounter. Bodies are going to be flung around. People are going to be sent over the top rope and on their asses. Many of our Bombshells are going to have their hearts broken. Many of them are going to feel disappointed. Many of them will have to experience defeat. After all there’s only one that can win. Only one that can come out on top. Only one that can earn that championship opportunity.

And I am going to do everything in my power to make sure. That one person is me. I think I deserve that. After everything I went through. From having Kim Pain put her hands on me. To being hit in the back of the head with a glass bottle that gave a concussion that lasted over a year. All the dizziness. All the throwing up. The constant aches and pains. All the emotional trauma I had to go through. To having to hear all the negativity about how I was a flash in the pan and I couldn’t handle the pressure.

I took every bit of it on the chin. I fought with everything I had just to make this moment come full circle. I want to know if I can still do this. I want to be able to take my spot right back at the top where I once was before. I want to have my name in the lights and once again prove to be something here in Sin City Wrestling. The only way any of that is possible is going all in on myself with this High Stakes Rumble. Somehow, somehow I’m coming out the other side filthy rich! Best believe that. See you out there, ladies!”

As soon as those words left her mouth. She found herself turning back around and heading into the gorilla position. To which she instantly found herself jogging in place. Getting that blood really flowing. All while somehow trying to find it in herself to shake the nerves free. Everything she had been through. Everything she had to battle through. The hardships of the last year all brought her to this moment. It was time to sink or swim. That’s when the cameras faded out leaving them to wonder what would happen the moment her music hit.

[Alexandra Calaway]

Couple of the Year material
The Leo Kent Hotel
Tucson, Arizona

The scene begins with Alexandra Calaway stretched out on her hotel bed, the soft glow of her laptop lighting up her face. She’s scrolling through social media, chuckling at the photos and clips fans posted from the meet-and-greet earlier that day. The buzz of her phone on the nightstand interrupts her scrolling. A quick glance at the screen reveals her daughter’s name, and an immediate warmth softens her expression as she picks up.

“Hey, baby girl!” Alexandra greets, her tone brimming with affection.

“Mom!” Her daughter’s voice crackles through the line, equal parts excited and amused. “Oh my gosh, I just saw that karaoke video. You and LJ were... something else! What was that all about?”

Alexandra laughs, brushing a loose strand of hair away from her face. “Oh, Carter’s fault, as usual. He thought we needed a ‘couple of the year’ moment, you know because of the polls and stuff. He decided for us and threw us up there to sing ‘Lay All Your Love on Me.’”

Her daughter snickers. “You two were actually really good! A little over the top, maybe, but in the most adorable way. The way you kept looking at each other... Is there something you’re not telling me?”

Alexandra smirks, her voice taking on a teasing edge. “Don’t you start, Ashlynn! It was for the fans, plain and simple. Besides, LJ’s the drama queen. He’s the one who turned it into a spectacle. We are dating, but that's it.”

"Right mom." Ashlynn laughed. "You'd tell me if there was more right?"

"Of course I would sweetie." As if summoned, a knock sounds at the door. Alexandra glances over. “Hang on, sweetie. Someone’s here.”

She sets the phone down and strides to the door, pulling it open to find LJ standing there, a cocky grin on his face and two cups of coffee in hand. He raises a brow.

“Everything alright?” he asks, stepping in without waiting for an invitation.

“Just my little girl giving me a small scare,” Alexandra says, motioning him inside. Picking up her phone, she switches it to speaker. “You’re on with LJ now.”

“Hi, LJ!” her daughter chirps, her excitement palpable.

“Hey there, kiddo!” LJ replies with his signature easy charm. “Did you catch your mom and I on stage tonight? Absolutely legendary.”

“Oh, I saw it all right,” Ashlynn quips, her tone playful. “You two were extra, but it was cute. Got the internet buzzing for sure.”

Alexandra groans, throwing her free hand in the air. “See what you started, LJ?”

LJ chuckles as he sets the coffee on the nightstand and plops down at the edge of the bed. “Hey, I was just following Carter’s orders. Plus, admit it—you had fun. And you were incredible, love.”

Alexandra narrows her eyes at him but can’t hide the smile tugging at her lips. “Fine, maybe I did. But you’re picking the song next time.”

Her daughter’s laughter echoes through the speaker. “Next time? Is this, like, a new thing now?”

“Not if I can help it,” Alexandra retorts, though her grin betrays her. “Glad you enjoyed it, though. Just don’t make it a trending topic, okay?”

“Too late,” Ashlynn teases, giggling. “It’s already viral, Mom. You’re practically a karaoke icon now.”

LJ leans into the phone, his expression smug. “Told you we were good.”

Alexandra shakes her head, stifling a laugh as she nudges LJ’s shoulder. The two share a look, the kind of unspoken connection that says more than words ever could. It’s clear the two are absolutely mad about each other. Their gaze is full of love.

“All right, sweetheart,” Alexandra says, her tone softening. “Get some sleep, and we’ll talk tomorrow.”

“Night, Mom! Night, LJ!”

“Night, kiddo,” LJ calls back, he gives her a laugh before the phone is pulled away.

As the call ends, Alexandra places the phone aside, fixing LJ with a mock glare. “You’re a terrible influence, you know that?”

LJ leans back on his hands, a cocky grin on his face. “And yet, here you are, still smiling.”

Alexandra curled up against his chest. “Listen, I was a good girl before you came along.” He ran his fingers through her hair.

“Sure Angel..” LJ chuckled. “Because falling for the younger brother of your best friend is such a good girl move.”

Alexandra playfully shoves him and the scene fades as Alexandra shakes her head, her laughter bubbling up, filling the room as LJ joins in, their camaraderie as natural as breathing. It’s clear that their future is definitely full of happiness.

Life has a funny way of showing us the way
The Leo Kent Hotel Lobby
Tucson, Arizona

The Leo Kent Hotel, a luxurious and modern setting with sleek marble floors, sparkling chandeliers, and a quiet hum of activity. Alexandra Calaway stands in the center of the lobby, dressed in her wrestling gear with a leather jacket draped over her shoulders. Her purple boots, now tightly laced, click against the pristine floor as the camera zooms in. Behind her, the opulence of the hotel contrasts with her steely demeanor. She takes a slow breath, her expression both calm and dangerous.

"The Leo Kent Hotel. A place of class, elegance, and tranquility—none of which describe you, Aleesha. Yet here I stand, in the heart of sophistication, ready to address a woman who calls herself ‘Rated E for Everyone.’ Cute catch phrase. But if you’re rated E, Aleesha, then I’m unrated—uncensored, unrestricted, and unrelenting. And tonight, I’m here to tell you exactly why the lesson you tried to teach me is about to backfire."

She steps toward the hotel’s grand fountain, the sound of water bubbling faintly in the background. Her tone becomes sharper, her gaze locked on the camera.

"You stood in your locker room, lacing up your boots and spewing your supposed wisdom about what I need to learn. You said I let people get to me. You said I care too much about being respected. And you said I wasn’t ready to take that next step. Well, Aleesha, you’ve got it twisted. What you call weakness is what makes me dangerous. My emotions? My passion? That’s the fire that has carried me through wars you wouldn’t survive. And while you were sitting pretty, judging from your little throne of self-righteousness, I’ve been crawling through hell and clawing my way back for a moment just like this."

She smirks, turning to glance briefly at the concierge desk before fixing her piercing eyes back on the camera.

"You talked about how people ‘trash talk’ me, how they throw dirt on my name. Do you think that’s news to me? I’ve had bottles cracked over my skull, been thrown headfirst into concrete, and been written off as nothing more than a stepping stone. And yet, here I stand, Aleesha. Stronger. Smarter. More dangerous than ever. Every scar I carry is a badge of honor, proof that I survive what others can’t. But you, Aleesha? You don’t know the first thing about survival. Not when it comes to standing across the ring from me. You are walking into a vipers pit and you don’t even realize it."

Her tone grows colder, her voice steady and venomous.

“You say I’m not ready for this moment. But let’s talk about you. You’re so desperate to make yourself the authority on what it takes to succeed in this business. But let’s be real, Aleesha—you’re not giving advice; you’re projecting your own fears. You see me, and you see a threat. You see me, and you realize that you’re standing on borrowed time. You can feel it, can’t you? The weight of someone who is everything you pretended to be knocking on your door. It’s terrifying, isn’t it?"

She removes her leather jacket, tossing it over the back of a chair near her. Her presence dominates the space, and hotel guests start to whisper as they notice her intensity.

"You said I need to learn to stop being respectful to people who don’t deserve it. Funny, coming from someone who spent an entire promo pretending to praise me just so you could tear me down. You don’t respect me, Aleesha. You fear me. You fear what happens when I step into that ring and show the world that I’m not just some 'bright point.' I’m the main event. I’m the woman who’s going to drop you on your arrogant ass and prove that I don’t just belong in this division—I define it."

She steps closer to the camera now, her voice lowering but losing none of its intensity.

"You wanted to lecture me about lessons. Here’s one for you. Survival isn’t about keeping your hands clean or your emotions in check. It’s about doing whatever it takes, no matter how messy, how brutal, or how bloody. And when that bell rings, I won’t just survive, Aleesha—I’ll thrive. I’ll use every ounce of that fire you mock, every shred of that emotion you underestimate, and I’ll make sure you regret underestimating me."

She glances toward the grand staircase leading to the upper floors, a sly smirk creeping across her face.

"This hotel is fitting, don’t you think? Luxurious, pristine, a place where people like you feel at home. But here’s the thing about fancy places like this: it only takes one person to shatter the peace. One person to ruin the perfection. And that person, Aleesha, is me. At High Stakes, I’m walking into that ring, and I’m treating it like this lobby. I’m flipping tables, breaking glass, and leaving you lying in the wreckage."

She leans closer into the camera, her smirk gone, replaced by a deadly seriousness.

"You think you’re ready for this? For me? You’re not. You think you can school me? Teach me? You can’t. Because the one thing you’re about to learn, Aleesha, is that Alexandra Calaway doesn’t just survive. She conquers. And you? You’ll be nothing more than a lesson in my history."

She turns and picks up her jacket, draping it over her shoulder. With one last glare into the camera, she delivers her final words.

"I’ll see you in the ring, professor. Class dismissed, at least for you. I have other people to deal with now. People you seem to believe aren’t worthy of that attention you so badly crave."

She shook her head, there was still so much to say about this match, and she had very little time left to do it.

"Harper Mason... You’ve got everyone talking, don’t you? The rookie with ambition, the one brave—or foolish—enough to take on two matches in one night. Standing on a rock, overlooking a city like you’re some heroine in an epic story. It’s cute. But here’s the thing, Harper... this isn’t a story. This isn’t some journey of self-discovery where sheer determination conquers all. This is High Stakes. This is war. And the battlefield? It’s littered with the bones of people who thought they could handle what they signed up for."

She takes a step forward, her boots echoing against the marble floor. Her tone becomes sharper, more biting.

"You think you’re ready for what’s coming, don’t you? You’ve done the training, hyped yourself up in your little vlogs, even convinced yourself that juggling two matches is a sign of strength. But let me make one thing crystal clear, Harper—you’re not the first to stand where you are, and you won’t be the last to fall."

She tilts her head, a faint smirk crossing her lips as she leans casually against the front desk, her fingers tapping lightly on the surface.

"You want to talk about mountains? I’ve climbed them. I’ve become them. For years, I’ve stood in rings like this, staring down competitors just like you—full of heart, full of fire, and always, always unprepared for what happens when that fire burns out. You see, Harper, while you’re busy splitting your focus between two matches, I’m locked in. Tunnel vision. One goal: ripping apart anyone who dares stand between me and that title opportunity. That includes you."

Alexandra pushes off the desk, walking slowly toward the grand staircase in the center of the lobby. Her voice lowers, every word deliberate and menacing.

"You’ve got this big idea that your story’s just beginning, that this is your moment to shine. But let me let you in on a little secret, Harper. Stories like yours? They don’t end in triumph. They end with a harsh dose of reality. And I am that reality. At High Stakes, I’m not coming to validate your dreams, Harper—I’m coming to crush them. To show the world why someone like me, someone who has spent years perfecting this craft, stands tall while someone like you, with all your ambition, crumbles under the weight of it all."

She pauses on the first step of the staircase, looking down at the camera as if she’s addressing Harper directly.

"You’ve bitten off more than you can chew, kid. You don’t survive matches like this with heart alone. You survive with precision, with ruthlessness, with the willingness to do whatever it takes to win. And let me tell you something, Harper—I’ve got all three in spades. You? You’re just a girl playing a hero in a world that doesn’t have any."

She descends the step, her expression hardening.

"So bring your determination. Bring your ambition. Bring your fire. I’ll bring the cold, unrelenting force that will snuff it out. High Stakes isn’t about making statements, Harper—it’s about making history. And the only name they’ll remember when that bell rings isn’t yours."

She steps closer to the camera, her smirk turning into a sinister glare.

"It’s Alexandra Calaway. And I’m not climbing the mountain, Harper. I am the mountain. Good luck trying to survive the fall. Which brings me to you, Cassie. What a view, huh? This lobby, this city, this moment... but enough about that—let’s talk about what really matters: me."

She smirks, adjusting the cuffs of her jacket. Her tone carries an air of both amusement and disdain.

"Cassie Wolfe, the ‘Rebel Princess,’ making waves and cracking jokes like this is some high school talent show. You’ve got charisma, I’ll give you that. But charisma doesn’t win matches, and neither do cute little catchphrases. You think standing here, spewing cheap shots about titles and ‘Hungry Like The Wolfe’ puns, puts you on my level? Darling, you couldn’t reach my level if I lent you a ladder."

Alexandra begins walking through the opulent lobby, the click of her heels echoing like a countdown.

"Let’s break this down, shall we? You’re fixated on Harper, Aleesha, and whoever else you can manage to insult in one breath, but you forgot one crucial thing. I’m here too. And unlike the rest, I’m not here to banter, play friends, or indulge your delusions of grandeur. I’m here to dominate."

She stops in front of the grand staircase, running a hand along the railing as her voice grows colder.

"Cassie, you can talk all day about being ‘The Future Star of the Year,’ but let’s get real. Future stars don’t waste time trading quips—they seize the moment and make the rest of the world take notice. And at High Stakes, when that bell rings, the only thing you’ll be hungry for is an excuse to explain your failure. Because when you step into the ring with me, you’re not facing ‘some competition.’ You’re stepping into the ring with the apex predator."

Alexandra ascends a step, each movement deliberate, her confidence unshakable.

"Oh, and let’s talk about this little dream of yours—the Bombshell Roulette Championship. You’re already picking out curtains for a throne you haven’t earned. Let me remind you, Cassie, that championships aren’t handed out like participation trophies. They’re taken. Fought for. Bled for. And let me assure you, you’ve never faced someone like me. Someone who will break your spirit as easily as I break your momentum."

She pauses, looking directly into the camera with a faint, sinister smile.

"You call yourself a rebel, a princess, the future. But in my world, rebels are crushed, royalty is dethroned, and futures? Futures are rewritten. By me."

She descends the step, her voice hardening, her eyes never leaving the camera.

"Cassie, you can call yourself whatever you want, bring your jokes, bring your bravado, and bring that little chip on your shoulder. Because the moment we’re face to face, none of that will save you. You’re just another name to cross off my list, another reminder to this roster that Alexandra Calaway isn’t here to ‘compete.’ I’m here to conquer."

Alexandra steps forward, leaning slightly toward the camera, her voice a low, menacing growl.

"So enjoy the spotlight while you can, Princess. Because at High Stakes, it’s not your throne I’m coming for. It’s your pride. Your confidence. And when the dust settles and you’re left staring up at the lights, you’ll realize one thing."

She straightens, her smirk returning, dripping with venom.

"There’s only room for one queen in this match. And it damn sure isn’t you."

She turns sharply, walking away with the same calculated confidence, her silhouette fading into the opulence of the lobby as the camera lingers on the staircase, where she’s wrapped in LJ’s arms, before the camera fades to black.

[MIKHALIA]

There was something about being in a hospital that just never set right with her. It could be because anytime she’s ever been in a hospital it was associated with something catastrophic. Prime example: everything that was going on right now with her brother. A lot of a nineteen year old to see and experience. Her brother was only three years older than her. Being there was a massive brain bleed.

Something that required surgery. Having to hear he may never wrestle again. Something that was his ultimate dream. There are even some concerns of being able to do basic day to day things on his own. It was a scary ordeal. But being the supporting sibling she was. She was there for her brother. She put on a brave face and tried to not show any weakness. That’s something the entire family had been taught.

She had stopped just outside of the door of the room her brother was staying in to recover. Taking a deep breath in. Then blowing it out. Doing what she could to compose herself. Before reaching for the door and slowly pushing it open. Taking those couple of steps in and then shutting the door behind her. Her eyes wandered around the room. All that was in the room was her brother.

Jayden lay there in the bed with that massive head bandage on his head. With his eyes closed, but with hearing the door open. One of his eyes opened to see her standing there.

MIKHALIA: Sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.

JAYDEN: Eh. Not like I get any sleep around here anyway.

The visible pain that he was in was obvious. He gritted his teeth and winched a bit hard when starting to pull himself up into a sitting position. She remained quiet for a second just taking a seat in a chair at the side of his bed. She looked over at her brother. He was just glaring at the ceiling. That sour expression on his face was a telling sign. A sign that there was just hatred that ran through his veins.

Although he might not have always been the nicest to her. That kind of thing came with a sibling rivalry especially when they weren’t all that far apart in age and with him being the older of the two. She did however feel for him. That was her brother. There was love there. If she could have made anything better she could, but this was out of her realm. Clearing her throat softly.

MIKHALIA: Where’s mom and dad?

It at least made him break his concentration. Whatever he was focusing on and likely just making him more bitter was put on the back burner for that second. His eyes shifted over to her.

JAYDEN: They were headed for the airport.

MIKHALIA: Oh yeah that’s right. High Stakes. The Hall of Fame. All that jazz.

JAYDEN: Yeah, all that shit.

There was something about his tone that even made him sound angry and bitter. Maybe not meaning to be bitter towards his parents. But just angry and bitter with what they were doing. Something that he couldn’t do. She didn’t want to put too much focus on where they were or anything like that. For the sake of not upsetting him any further. She just reached out and gently patted the top of his hand.

MIKHALIA: Well I am here. I’ll keep you company for the weekend.

She let a smile across her lips. In her mind she was doing the right thing, but the look on Jayden’s face was another telling sign.

JAYDEN: Why? It’s the weekend. Shouldn’t you be competing somewhere?

MIKHALIA: Oh no. I have kind of taken a step back. Little bookings right now.

JAYDEN: But why Mikhalia? What’s the point in doing that?

MIKHALIA: You know bub. There’s just a lot going on right now. Lots of worry about. Lots to focus on. Lots to put before my own selfish wants and desires. Our family needs me to be present. You need me to be around. As much as you won’t admit it.

She tried to make the situation seem a bit on the lighthearted side. Jayden on the other hand just glared in her direction. Clearly not in the mood for such a thing. Not that he ever was.

MIKHALIA: It’s just obvious to me that things need to be put on the back burner right now. Wrestling will always be there. I can go back when the time is right.

For a couple of seconds there was nothing more than silence amongst the two siblings. Jayden finds himself starting to shake his head some.

JAYDEN: You don’t need to put anything on hold. Especially not for me.

MIKHALIA: Hmmm?

JAYDEN: You heard what I said. There’s no point in you putting anything on old. You’ve got just as bright of a career as I once did. Gotta work on that nice girl image and toughen up a bit, but you got a chance to be something in this business. You need to take advantage of that!

MIKHALIA: I don’t know Jayden...

She found herself shaking her head. There was a level of uncertainty in her voice when she made those comments.

MIKHALIA: I am questioning if wrestling is even for me anymore. I see what you are going through right now. At the age of twenty two. Your career might be over. Everything you ever wanted, just gone. The dream you worked hard to have. It’s all over within the snap of fingers. And all because someone didn’t like you? All because someone was upset about some things you said? That’s going too far, Jayden!

She stood up from the chair now. Her nerves really get to her and make her start to pace the floor directly in front of the bed.

MIKHALIA: And then there’s dad. I hold nothing against him. He gave us the best life he could, but that required him missing out on so many major milestones. I remember every birthday of mine he couldn’t make it home in time for. Six of them to be exact. I remember all the times he missed out on being there for my volleyball games and my cheer competitions. I remember the times where he couldn’t make it home in time for christmas. Those types of things stick out in a child’s mind.

Taking one of those slender hands of hers. She raked it through her long brown hair in a little bit of a stressed out manner.

MIKHALIA: One day I think I am going to want to be a mom. I can’t imagine having to put my own kids through that. I would feel awful missing out on key points of their life. And I know dad did feel bad about it, but it still happened. I don’t think I am built like that, Not to mention look at what he’s doing right now.

JAYDEN: Mikhalia...

MIKHALIA: No, listen to me, Jayden. He’s nearing his mid fifties. He said he retired last year, but he let someone get under his skin. He is acting out in retaliation. He’s putting himself in a dangerous situation. Not thinking about the reality of any harmful possibilities that could come with a death match. I don’t want to be like that. I don’t want to be bitter or act out in retaliation. I don’t want to make bad decisions and not care about how that affects people or how it could affect myself!

That stressful expression remained plastered all over her face. Finally finding it in herself to stop pacing back and forth. Letting her eyes come up and finally look back over at her brother. He had himself sitting up a little more in that bed. His annoyed expression is still there as well.

JAYDEN: Are you done? Ready to finally listen?

MIKHALIA: Yeah...

She looked almost a little ashamed of herself. Coming back to reality and seeing that she was acting out a little bit on the irrational side. Something that wasn’t like her, but she had all these bottled up expressions and feelings within herself. Taking those few steps back over to her chair. She sat down, keeping her attention with her brother.

JAYDEN: First and foremost. You’re nothing like our father. I don’t mean that as a way to throw shade or to be a dick. As much as he gets under my skin. You’re nothing like him. The exact opposite to be exact. If anything I’m the one that’s a chip off the old block.

MIKHALIA: You kinda are. No lie.

JAYDEN: Didn’t need you to confirm that, but anyway. Because you are nothing like him. You will easily be able to avoid certain mistakes that he made. You’ll know what’s important. What’s not important. You’ll know how to carry yourself and have a leveled head. That will make you one of the best wrestlers in the world because you won’t be acting off emotion like so many of them do nowadays. And as far as the shit with me goes...

There was a sudden pause from Jayden. Everything that he had been trying to avoid as feeling any other emotion other than anger was hitting him. Handling it as best as he could. Fighting back letting too much of it pour out of him at once.

JAYDEN: I’m a prick. Always have been. Probably always will be. There’s no denying that I have gotten under people’s skin and maybe some things were justified in happening to me. Maybe not to go as far as they did, but what’s done is done. If this is the end for me. That’s something that I have to deal with, but just like you’re different from dad. You’re different from me. Majorly different. It’ll be hard for anyone to dislike you. It’ll be difficult for anyone to want to do the things they did to me to you. You’re just sweet for all of that. Like I said, gotta work on that, but it’ll work to your advantage for now.

For the first time since everything had happened. Jayden let a smirk cross his lips. Very much showing a glimpse of his old self before this injury had taken place.

JAYDEN: Besides, someone has to carry this family’s legacy on. If it can’t be me. Might as well be the second best thing. So please. Do me a favor, Mik. Don’t waste your talent. Don’t put anything on the back burner for me. There’s no need to worry about me at all. I’ll be fine in the end. Whether it’s a career ended or not. I’ll be fine. Now is your time. So go out there and be the young goat you’ve always meant to be.

It had meant a lot to her that he finally treated her with some legitimate respect. Treated her like an equal and actually treated her like his little sister. A moment that she didn’t know she’d ever experience again, but this was something she’d forever remember. Finding herself standing back up.

MIKHALIA: All I can do is promise that I will do my best. I’ve got a long way to go before I am at the level you or Dad got to, but if you’re sure. Then I’ll give it my best foot forward.

JAYDEN: You got this.

MIKHALIA: And I think I know the first phone call I am going to make.

JAYDEN: Well just make sure it’s worth your time and good luck!

She found herself looking back over at him. That genuine smile that crossed over her brother’s lips was so heartwarming. For him to go through everything he had gone through and then be willing to support her in this journey. That said a lot about his character. Maybe just maybe he wasn’t the spawn of Satan like everyone thought. Her emotion overcame her with the way she was being supported.

Rushing over those few steps and wrapped her arms around her older brother. Squeezing tight. Forgetting for that brief moment that he was still in pain, but she had to express her gratitude somehow. Once she broke that embrace she reached into the pocket of her low riding jeans to pull out her phone. Stepping out of the room to begin to dial a number. A big change was about to take place for her.

“ Hello S C Dub! ”

The bright smiling expression of the young woman could be seen with the camera shot finding itself opening up. With the cameras panning out a little more. It was revealed that she happened to be standing at the highest lookout point of Finger Rock Trail right there in Tucson. She waved for a brief moment before she continued.

“ Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Mikhalia. I’m a young nineteen year old wrestler. That just so happens to have a dad that’s famous for being a wrestling legend. Something, I don’t like to really bring up because I do not want to get the reputation of being a spoiled brat. Nor do I want people to get this idea or belief that I never had to work for anything. That daddy just handed me anything and everything that I ever wanted. Because that couldn’t be any further than the truth. ”

Mikhalia couldn’t help but shake her head a little bit.

“ Of course. I know that no matter what people are going to form their opinions and their beliefs. Whether or not they have proof to back it up or not. But I assure you that my dad made me work hard to be the wrestler I am today. At first he did everything he could to curb my interest. Said it wasn’t for me. He told me that he didn’t think I could physically get through a match. But the one thing that stuck out more than anything is when he looked me in the eyes and told me I didn’t have the mental or emotional state to make it. Declared the wrestling business would chew me up and spit me out.

Oddly enough being told that just made me more interested and more determined to be involved. Maybe someone deep down I have that infamous ego this family is known for and I just couldn’t take no for an answer. I pushed his buttons again and again. I pestered him every chance I got. I made sure I got under his skin until he finally agreed to let me be a part of the business. Not just be part of it but agreed to be the man that trained me. Show me everything he knows. From developing that mental edge that he talked about all the way down to being one of the best at the actual physical aspect of things. ”

There was just a certain level of excitement and bubbliness that came out of her when she spoke. That was more than likely bound to get under someone’s skin, but at least if anything at all. She was genuine when it came to her love for the business. Taking a few steps closer to the edge of that cliff to look out over with the light breeze blowing her hair about.

“ First thing he said before we climbed into the ring was he spent over twenty years defining himself and making a career that will stand the test of time. The last thing he was going to allow was one of his children ruin that legacy by not being as good as he was. Again there’s a chance he said that to scare me, but I also know he meant every word he said. Before showing me what he had gone through to become everything that he did. There was no holding back just because I was his kid.

No holding back just because I was a girl. He slammed me on that mat with everything he had. There were a couple of times I questioned whether or not I’d be able to stand up. He cleaned my clock on more than one occasion. For no other reason to make me understand this wasn’t as fake as some people said it was. As well as to make me understand that if I was going to be as good as I wanted to be. I was going to have to be able to take people’s best shots and get back up.

There were countless times he would have me on the verge of tears with the way he beat me down. With the way that he made me question myself. With some of the things he said to me. He did not hold back at all. But I think the thing that impressed him the most is not once did quitting ever cross my mind. Like I said I questioned myself. I didn’t know if I could ever be as viscous as he was teaching me to be inside the squared circle. Didn’t know if I could ever be as brutal with my words as he was wanting me to be.

But I never once thought about quitting. Each time I got knocked down. I got right back up. Each time he laid it on thick. I started to fight back and lay it on just as thick. I learned to use my own personal hell as fuel to keep me going and to keep me in the fight. I showed him that when the time came I was going to be just alright on my own in the ring. Gave him a reason to truly be proud of me. Knowing that the next generation of wrestling would be just fine with me around. That truly made me proud. ”

She continued to beam with pride. Taking that second to think back about all her hardships to get to the point she was at now. It was all worth it.

“ After I got that seal of approval. I then had to go out there and make a name for myself. Not once did I throw my dad’s name around or try to use that for some kind of leverage. No, I wanted to be my own person and succeed because of my own talents. I’ve competed for the most shady of wrestling promotions. I’ve competed for promotions where they couldn’t pay me. I’ve worked for promotions on a hot dog and a handshake deal. Worked with companies that could only twelve fans. Been at the lowest of lows with this business but on the flip side of it. I’ve been at the highest of highs too.

Worked for companies that put faith in me and wanted to showcase me. I've competed for promotions that have put me against their best talent in order to give me something to sink my teeth into and to learn from that experience. I’ve had a chance to compete for companies where they paid me what I was worth and then was so impressed with the skill set I brought or the match I gave them. They pulled me aside and gave me a bonus to my pay rate. Grateful for every single experience I have had. Good or bad, but with that being said. I am ready for more. ”

Nodding her head a little. From there she found herself lowering down to the ground. Taking a seat on that dirt ground. Letting her legs swing over that cliff and just dangle there. Clearly a dangerous situation to be in, but oddly enough something about it brought her some peace.

“ By wanting more I mean I want to showcase my talents on a bigger stage. Something I haven’t been able to do at this point. Something that has always been in the back of mind as far as something I wanted to do, but I knew I’d have to work to get there and I knew it would have to be the right time as well as the right situation. After putting in the work. Getting myself to this point and after some recent events in life that has made me motivated. I made the call a few days ago.

I talked to the folks in charge of Sin City Wrestling. Shout out to Mark and Christian for being true professionals. In speaking to them I told them I wanted an opportunity. Not asking for anything over the top. I just wanted a chance to compete at a level I haven’t before and a chance to be able to see if this is the place for me. See if there might be a future with the company somewhere down the road. To which they both informed me of the Bombshell High Stakes Rumble.

An open over the top rope battle royal for anyone on the roster. As well as open to anyone that doesn’t have a contract and just wants to see how they measure up against the talent this place has to offer. With the winner that can go the distance. They get a shot at any given championship they want and it’ll take place before the end of the year. Now don’t get me wrong. I’m like anyone else. Who wouldn’t want a chance to be champion? Duh, it’s a no brainer. But it isn’t the thing that’s driving me to this match.

No, the thing that is driving me is knowing that I am going to get a chance to get in the ring and mix it up with some of the best that this company has to offer. You can look at this roster and see the vast levels of competition. Without the sake of sounding rude. A few of them you could see wouldn’t pose a threat to you at all. There’s a few of them that you can see are clearly out of their mind and carry themselves to be bigger than what they are. That’s with every wrestling company.

No real point in giving them the time of day. Because no matter what you say to them. It’ll go in one ear and out the other. No matter how much you show them what reality is. They’ll turn a blind eye to it and act like it isn’t real. But this place does have some very good talent. You can just sense those that are going to give you the fight of your life. You can get a feel for those that are going to push you to your limits. That’s the type of level of competition I inspire to have in my career consistently! ”

Mikhalia could feel the tiny little goosebumps that were forming on her skin.

“ I look forward to sharing the ring with the likes of Alexandra Calaway. A woman that has dedicated her life to this business. Very much like my father did. A woman that never took no for an answer. A woman that’s fought through some of the most viscous matches that have ever been created for women. A woman that has bled, sweat, and cried in the middle of that ring. But you want to make me the most impressed by Alexandra? She’s someone that doesn’t give up. She’s not someone that quits. She’s not someone that just rolls over and dies. I am more than sure she’d be willing to admit and tell you about her shortcomings as of late.

From failing to earn herself a shot at the Roulette Championship last month. To the times she’s come up short in her journey with Miles to become the Mixed Tag Team Championships. But as much as those losses might sting. As much as that kind of thing can pile up. She doesn’t let it mold her. She doesn’t let it keep her down. That’s pretty gosh darn admirable if you ask me. I’d go as far as saying that Alexandra is a certified legend for women’s wrestling. Being able to get in the ring with her. Whether or not, it leads to me eliminating her and winning. Or if it ends up with her tossing my behind out of the ring on her own journey to victory. It’ll be an iconic moment for me. One I’ll cherish for the rest of my career.

Then there’s someone like Mercedes Vargas. She’s a woman that has helped mold the entire Bombshell Division. She has been at the top of the mountain with being the Bombshell Champion. Not once, but twice. She at one point could have considered herself to be the Queen of the Bombshell Roulette division. Holding that championship four separate times. Not an easy task to do when you head into every Roulette match blinded. Never know what the stipulation is going to be until the wheel decides. Even climbing the ranks of the Bombshell Internet division, the now defunct Bombshell Tag Team Division, and the Mixed Tag Team Division. Mercedes without a doubt earned her spot in the SCW Hall of Fame.

Of course, I get that she’s for the reputation of being a mean girl. I understand that just by me saying that I look forward to being in the ring with her isn’t going to be something that she gives a damn about. That’s her right to do so. It’s her right to carry herself that way. I’ve met a lot of women in my short time wrestling that have had egos similar to Mercedes. Not a single one of them being anywhere near as good as her. None of that ego being justified. So at least it will be a breath of fresh air to deal with someone that actually has earned that right to be that way. But don’t let it go to your head too much Ms. Vargas. I might be a rookie, but I’m not like any other rookie you’ve faced. Keep that in mind. ”

Every word that came from the young woman was respectful. She highlighted two of the women that she would no doubt meet in the middle of the ring and didn’t take the same route that most did. Showcasing that she was different.

“ Of course with this type of match. You might have those few that are confirmed. Those few that you are looking forward to stepping into the ring with, but the biggest thing about this match is the fact it’s wide open and it’s going to be full of surprises. Big-big surprises and that’s something that excites me more than anything else. Because not only am I going to get to experience some of the best that SCW has to offer, but I get a double whammy of possibly getting a chance to experience some of the best that exist in other companies. I get a chance to compete against possibly some of the best unsigned talent that the business has to offer. So many endless possibilities!

That’s something that I feel like this industry is missing these days. There aren’t enough people that are inspired by competition. So many people would rather be that big fish in a very small pond. So many people would much rather be in situations where they know they are going to get guaranteed easy wins. Because they have gotten lazy and they’ve gotten complacent. Those type of people have learned to fear competition. They have learned to fear taking a loss. And they have learned to fear when someone is a threat to them. When in reality they shouldn’t fear a threat. They should embrace it. They shouldn’t be scared of a loss. Instead if it happens. It should be something they learn from.

They should not fear competition, but instead they should welcome it. Competition is what makes you better. It’s what makes you strive to be better than them. It’s what makes you want to dig down deep and showcase parts of yourself you have never showcased before. However, I am learning that’s not how modernized wrestling is. If you want to be that way, then fine be that way. I will never be that way. I will always embrace competition and I will always aim to be better than I was the day before. So please. Ladies of this company. Ladies outside of this company. Those thinking about throwing their name in the hat. By all means do it. Let’s tango and show what women’s wrestling is meant to be all about! ”

Mikhalia nodded her head a bit as a way to back up what she was saying. One thing that was for sure with the energy the young woman put off. It was clear she meant every word that she said. That’s when her hands planted back against the dirt ground and she began to carefully push herself up to her feet. Taking a few steps back away from the cliff.

“ I may not be as good as some of you. I may be better than some of you. We may all come from different backgrounds. We all may have different outlooks and views. But the one thing that bonds us all together is professional wrestling. This is what makes us tick. This is what makes us feel like we belong. This is where we feel like we can truly be ourselves. Wins and losses will happen. Championships and championship opportunities will always come and go. In the end though what defines you is your character, how you handle business, and finding a way to create history! ”

Offering that smile one last time. Only to turn herself around to walk away back down that dirt trail that had led her to this very spot only moments ago. Each step had her further and further away from the cameras. Allowing them to finally find themselves fading to black. Her peace had been said. Now it was just a matter of time in seeing what the Prettiest Little Thang brought to the table.

[Crystal Zdunich]

You never know how things are going to go until you set forth and really pour into something. What’s happening SCW. I feel like this rumble match is the perfect chance to really showcase that I am back in SCW and it’s creating an opportunity where I can go out to that ring and compete. First and foremost can I just say from the bottom of my heart that it feels really good to be back in the company that made me?! I feel like this has been a long time coming but I am in the company that really helped solidified me as a huge star. There’s so much I feel that I missed out by not being in the company but now that I am back I plan to work my damn hardest with each and every single match.

This little open invitational match is no different and I vow on everything that is beating inside of me that I am going to come out to that ring and I am going to give everything I have to prove that I belong. I have been through so much in this company and I am going to be completely blunt. Quite often it hurts a lot to hear how people constantly refer to me.

Everybody gets caught up by the past. They get into thinking that perhaps I am that same woman and that I don’t care about anything or anybody but myself. I know it sounds fair to think of things in that way but the truth is I am not that same woman. I have grown and am developed to be so much more than just that, I am a woman who is very passionate.

I know the competition in SCW has gotten to be so good. It’s going to be better than when I was competing here on a weekly basis. But now isn’t the time to get caught up in what should have been or what could have been.

The only thing that really matters at this point is the simple fact that I want to go out to that Rumble and put on a performance that I can remember.

High Stakes only comes once a year and you can be rest assured I am ready for whatever comes.

Crystal Zdunich signing out.

[Crystal Zdunich]

Los Angeles, California
The Itch
Chavez- Warren Household

Life seemed to be going good within the Warren-Chavez household. It wasn’t common that a pair of siblings would marry another set of siblings that is what had went down between Teddy and Dawn Warren marrying the Chavez siblings of Melissa and Michelle. Teddy was busy cooking steak upon the grill. His wife Michelle was swimming in the pool with their one year old daughter Marlene. Melissa was accompanying them in the pool. Meanwhile our heroine of this little scene in Dawn Warren was pacing by the grill. She crossed her arms as her brother just sighs and looks back at her.

Teddy: Why are you pacing around so much?! Do you know how long it took to make my grass look as perfect as it is? I would prefer if you didn’t stomp all over my grass. You should really relax. It won’t be long until the burgers are done not to mention having a nice steak to go with it. People would pay good money to taste my cooking…

Dawn however did the exact opposite. She continued to pace around before she stops right beside him. She gazes up into his eyes as she folds her arms even more.

Dawn: I am just feeling antsy. I just feel like I could be doing so much more especially when it comes to the wrestling world. I feel inadequate and that my job isn’t done yet…

Teddy raises his eyes in return as he looks back at his sister. He flips the burgers some more before he opens up the cooler and places some cheese to the side.

Teddy: What do you mean by job not finished?! Dawn you are a two time World Champion, you currently hold a Trio’s Championship. Your career has been successful if I do say so myself. As a matter of fact I would say it’s much better than what mine has been. Just keep focusing on what’s in front of you and I know for a fact that you will accomplish whatever you put your mind on.”

Dawn: You don’t understand! I know what I have accomplished and as great as all of that sounds I haven’t managed to apply it to PWS or even in SCW. It has always been my dream to at least walk in a little bit of the footsteps that you have made. You have done so much in SCW. It’s hard to deny seeing you as a former Tag Team Champion, former Roulette Champion, and Internet Champion. All of those are impressive but isn’t there a piece of you that feels like you deserve to accomplish more?!

Teddy thinks about it before he shrugs his shoulders.

Teddy: Of COURSE I would like to accomplish more. If I had my way I would go on and become a Grand Slam Champion. To do that would require me to go about and win a World Championship. On paper it all sounds good but I feel like I am washed up now. I am a has-been and am nowhere close to being where I used to be. I would make a mockery of myself if I even tried to attempt to go all out and compete. On top of that there are some legit superstars in that company. I doubt that I could hang, and I doubt that I would even be in a position where I could work my way up to get what I want. It just sounds more like a pipe dream or a fantasy at this point.

Dawn shakes her head as she looks right into the eyes of her brother.

Dawn: But what if I told you that it isn’t a pipe dream! I mean there’s a reality where you could get everything you could ever want and right before the end of the year. Christmas miracles can come true and all that is required is to put in the time and effort to get to where you want. You may not know this but SCW is offering two open invitations to two open matches. One match for the Bombshells and one for the Superstars! Whoever can win their little High Stakes rumble will get the right to have a shot at any championship they want at the last Climax Control of the year?

Dawn smiles wider than before as she looks at her brother.

Dawn: I don’t know about you but I know that I am going to enter that match. I feel I have too at this point. A guaranteed championship match is what I need to change the entire narrative about how people feel about my career. I had all of the promise in the world. I was being built up to be something great but I started to slip. I even let Julianna DiMaria get into my head and tell me that I wasn’t that good. I sat on that lost and my entire decline in SCW for far too long. This is my way to change all of that. Winning this match gets me everything I want in the course of one single match.

Teddy ‘s eyes are locked on his grill. He begins to move the burgers and the steaks to a tray. He turns the grill on low as he slowly turns his attention back to his sister.

Teddy: That does seem tempting and especially considering they are going to do one for the superstars as well. Perhaps I might try to throw my name into the mix so that I could fulfill a dream.

Dawn: You should. What do you really have to lose?! You don’t want little Marlene to grow up and think that her father is a loser do you?! We both need to finish what we start and I honestly don’t see it being better than actually entering into this match. This is the opportunity that we have been waiting for, and I especially have to jump at the chance. I can’t let the past continue to haunt me any longer. It’s all or nothing and I just have to give it my all…

Teddy smirks as he turns his attention over to his sister and gives her a long passionate hug.

Teddy: I can respect that but are you sure you are ready for whatever might happen in this big rumble invitational match. If I know SCW, I just know the competition is going to be super hard, and you really aren’t the biggest in the ring. You have a lot to make up with the obvious size disadvantage so how are you planning to overcome that?!