Las Vegas…Sin City, and now home to Sin City Wrestling. Most people visit Vegas for recreational purposes. They come here to gamble, tie the knot, or to just enjoy the pleasures of lounging by a pool at one of the many luxurious hotels that make Las Vegas so popular. One can’t forget the various shows that call the city their home as well.
Misty has been here a time or two for one of these reasons or another, but she never imagined she’d be living in Las Vegas one day. Until a permanent living situation is established between her and Spike, Misty will be spending time at the Treasure Island hotel. She’s a little reluctant shelling out the money to stay in a hotel, but she will be bringing in a good paycheck very soon so she is not that concerned.
She checked into her room earlier in the day, and is getting settled and starting to relax. Her suitcase and duffel bag are on the floor next to the bed, and she is laying down staring at the ceiling. Things are much quieter than she is used to dealing with at her home in St. Louis. She has been so used to constantly chasing after her three and a half year old or the family cat, or just the craziness of having a family. But make no mistake about it, she’d wouldn’t trade her constant crazy filled life for the less active life that so many others lead. That would just be…oh, boring, to her now. Before she had Eden she thought differently, though.
So as she stares at the ceiling, surrounded by nothing but quiet, almost lifeless air, she decides to do something she hasn’t done in years. She gets off the bed and goes into her suitcase, rummaging through it. She finds what she is after and takes a deep breath.
“I must be crazy, but why not? Here goes nothing!” She says to herself then heads into the bathroom. A few minutes later she walks out wearing a black(what other color would she wear?
) bikini and has a towel in her hand. She grabs a shirt to throw on over her bikini, the grabs the key to her room, then walks out.
Several minutes later, the scene opens up by the hotels hot tub. Three other people are relaxing in the hot tub when Misty walks up, ready to relax herself. One couple is on one side of the hot tub, while a dark haired muscular man is on the opposite side. Misty sets her towel on one of the chairs, along with her shirt and her room key. She walks over to an unoccupied portion of the hot tub, and steps in. Misty leans against the side of the hot tub, completely relaxed and enjoying the temperature of the water. As she minds her own business and tries to clear her mind, the dark haired man who is by himself just stares at her. She attempts to ignore him and pretend she doesn’t notice his staring, but the longer he stares, the more uncomfortable, and angry she gets. The couple who is in the hot tub with them leaves, leaving Misty alone, and seemingly defenseless. The man scoots closer to her, and she is finally unable to keep quiet.
“I’d stay right where you are if I were you. Don’t think I didn’t notice you constantly staring at me.” She warns him.
He laughs. “A beautiful woman such as yourself should be flattered.”
Misty rolls her eyes. “You see, I would be flattered, but there just a couple reasons why I’m not.”
“And they would be…?”
Misty flashes her engagement ring. “For one, I’m engaged. And second…you’re not my type.”
He nods and smiles. “Ouch, that one stung. But, you see, I have a way of changing a woman’s mind. And an engagement ring means nothing, sweetheart.”
Misty shakes her head. She refuses to listen to anymore of his cockiness and decides to go back to her room. She stands up and grabs her towel, and when she turns around, he’s right in front of her! She glares at him, and stands her ground.
“What you planning on doing big boy?” She says as she wipes herself off with the towel. “I gave you fair warning before not to come near me and you just stepped into my personal space. So I suggest if you don’t want to get hurt, you back the hell off. And you have three seconds.”
“You think I’m scared of you? I’m twice your size woman.”
“One…” She starts counting.
He laughs and takes a step closer. “I like it rough though. Give me your best shot, tough girl.”
“Two…”
He touches her chin, and Misty doesn’t even say three when she knees him right where it hurts! He doubles over and struggles to catch his breath, as Misty stands over him with a wide grin.
“Three!” She yells at him. “I gave you several chances, and warned you to stay away. You chose to lay a finger on me, and you should be glad that my knee is the only thing that hurt your manhood, if you even have it. If my fiancée had been here, you wouldn’t even be conscious. And one more thing…if you even THINK about reporting this, I’ll file assault charges of my own, because I’m sure they have a camera on this hot tub, buddy. You might want to get some ice.”
“You…BITCH!”
Misty laughs. “Dude…I’ve been called much worse than that. I take that as a compliment. Have a nice day you prick!”
Misty then grabs her shirt and room key and walks away. The man stays on the ground, groaning in pain. Misty heads back up to her room to take a shower. Thirty minutes later wearing her pajama pants and a tank top. She is towel drying her hair when her cell phone rings. She grabs it, looking at the caller i.d with a smile.
“Hey, babe, how’s it going?...Oh, hey sweetie, how are you?...You went to a pumpkin patch, huh?...I bet! That sounds like a lot of fun…I wish I could have been there, too.” A sad expression grows over Misty’s face as Eden tells her about her day.
“A pet piggy?...Daddy’s right. That’s not such a good idea…Because sweetie, pigs are farm animals, and we don’t live on a farm…Hey, how about you tell me about everything else you did.” She sits down on the bed and puts her feet up.
“A cornpit?” Misty laughs. “That just doesn’t sound very fun…I would have gotten corn down my pants for sure! I’m glad you had fun, though…Eden, sweetie, give the phone to Daddy for a minute, okay?...I’ll talk to you later, okay?...Love you too, sweetie.”
Misty laughs again and smiles as she waits for Spike to get on the other end of the phone.
“Hey…I’m fine. It’s a little too quiet for my liking, but I’ll get over it I’m sure…I’ve just been relaxing for now. I went in the hot tub earli...What else would I wear in the hot tub?”
Misty shakes her head at Spike’s response to that question. “Very funny! There were other people around, ya know…Speaking of which, I had to knee some asshole in his goods, too…Not exactly. He was putting the moves on me and didn’t listen to my warnings so I did what I had to do…Relax, I’m fine. Not sure that guy is, but I’m sure I saved some other woman the misfortune of having to see what I’m sure he brings to the table…I’m just going to relax and call it an early night tonight. I’m gonna see if I can find a gym around here to do some training at tomorrow and then just prepare my match…I’ll talk to you later…Love you too…Bye.”
Misty hits the “end” button then sets her phone on the night stand next to the bed. She looks out the window and just looks at the view of the city at night. It’s an amazing sight to say the least, but she’s not quite ready to explore the city on her own. She closes the curtains and decides to call it a night. She needs all the rest she can get. The hardcore match against Kittie and Fantasia is just a couple days away.
**end scene one**
The next day Misty is taking the time to do some exercising in her room. She is on the floor doing some situps, all the while, focusing her mind on returning to the ring.The first few months of my wrestling career in GXW back in late 2003 early 2004 are a blur in my mind. I hadn’t established myself yet, and often, I’m sure I made a fool of myself. I’ll never forget winning my first Women’s Championship, though. It was a fatal four way against Strawberry Wine, now known as my opponent, Fantasia, Selena and the reigning Women’s Champion, Sweet Anita. That match was probably one of the toughest ones of my career so far.Misty takes a break from doing situps and grabs a bottle of water from the mini-fridge. She takes a drink, remembering in her mind the night she won the GXW Women's Championship.Having to face three women wasn’t as easy as I thought it would be. Especially considering that all three of my opponents were looking to do what I did..walk out as the GXW Women’s Champion. They all put up a hell of a fight that night. I had honestly forgotten about facing Strawberry Wine the few times that I did back then, but in all honesty, she’s more memorable as Fantasia to me then as Strawberry Wine. What kind of name was that anyway?Misty laughs to herself, sets the bottle of water down on the table, then heads over and sits on the bed.I’m not one to judge, though. She was probably asking the same thing about my name, too. I know all about her storied career. She held a championship in some fed for two years. Big deal! That means nothing to me. What that shows me is that she wasn’t put up against the toughest challengers. That she was the best that place had to offer. Did she win championship gold in GXW? No..she didn’t. She focused more of her attention on being an escort or valet or whatever you want to call it, to “Sxxxy” Shane Boswell, then moved on to change her name and become the Sin of Lust. Am I concerned about facing her on Climax Control? Of course I am, and only because this is a hardcore match. We can use any weapons we can find against each other. I may be concerned, but I’m confident I will walk away the winner.Misty takes a deep breath, now focusing her thoughts on her other opponent this week.I’m just as confident going into this having to face Kittie as well. I think my main concern going against her, though, is her temporarily losing her sanity and going batshit on me. We may be on semi-good terms at the moment, but do I trust her one-hundred percent? Hell no. I hear she’s got some serious anger problems that she’s dealing with, and the fact she is wrestling in a hardcore match is a scary thought. A scary thought for her, because if I feel she’s not in her right mind and on the verge of doing something she’ll regret, I’ll do something I regret and defend myself the way I see fit. Kittie has potential to be a champion. I know she does. Hell, if I hadn’t decided to sign on as an active wrestler, I may have just decided to be her manager in a way and get her head in the game. She’ll get the recognition and achievement one day. Unfortunately for her, that day won’t be until I am out of the picture. Misty lays down, putting her head on the pillow and stares at the ceiling.Once Climax Control has been and gone, the ladies of SCW will realize who the one to beat is. It’s not going to be Fantasia or Kittie. I WILL walk out of Climax Control with my first win in SCW. I expect a great fight from Fantasia and Kittie. I expect it, because they’ll receive nothing less from me in that ring. I’m back and I’m here to stay. Like it or not. 
