Raynin, December II Dismember, III, RP 1    
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Event: Sin City Wrestling’s, December II Dismember, III Pay Per View
  
DATE: Sunday, 12/13/2015  
  
Place:  Ottawa, Ontario, Canada 
  
  
Venue: TD Place Arena
   
  
Match: WORLD BOMBSHELL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
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Opponent:   W/ Gothika VS. TEAM HERO’S ROXI JOHNSON AND KEIRA FISHER ©
     
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The Powers That Be saw fit to give the Angels of the Fallen, one more shot at getting back the titles that were so unceremoniously ripped from them... Finally, the rematch that they deserved was within their grasps... And the titles are ripe for the taking. But... With all of the turmoil in their lives... With their friend and mentor, Darknyss still in a coma, along with Darknyss's child, and their loved ones, Dark Tiger and Big Tiger stepping back due to the drama that's enshrouded all of them... Will the Angels be able to take flight and soar to the heights of the Tag Team Division once more? Or will they crash and burn? Will Raynin finally get the chance to be near her beloved Angel? or will her nights be left cold and alone? And what about Christiana? What happened to her? Where has she been all of this time? I'm on the edge of my seat with anticipation, waiting to see what's going to happen!! Come on! Let's not miss a minute of the action!!…      
     
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Things have just been going so strangely for her over the past few months. Since she lost the little precious, it just seemed like her life was a roller coaster. Her friend and mentor, Darknyss had been in the hospital for a couple of months now, and her life was flipped upside down. She hadn't heard from Angel in weeks now, and to make matters worse... The Other was all up in arms because of what happened during the Going for the Gold tournament. And that was just the half of it. It seemed that The Other was trying to insight a riot of the Numbers so that she could try to assert herself as the Original... Number Four was telling her about what was going on...
Apparently, The Other is claiming that there was another Number that was created at the time of my birth, and that she was actually just another Number who assumed the place of the Original and I consumed the Original, and so It had as much right to be considered the Original as she did... It was all just so confusing, really... It just made her head hurt. And if that wasn't the craziest thing of it all, how about this part... Number Four used to be Number Three, but she said that because of the dispute over who might actually be the Original, she pushed her number down a step. She was half considering just giving Number Four a name, just so that she could keep this whole Numbers stuff straight in my head. Maybe she should be Molly.... Or Theresa... Ooohhh, maybe she can be Carmen! Like Carmen San Diego!!
She used to love that game show... Where in the world is Carmen San Diego! It was so epic!! She used to want to try to get on, but her parents said they didn't want her to be on television. But she just knew, even at that young of an age, that she was destined to be in the spotlight, in front of a camera. But now... When she thinks back on it, it's possible that they just didn't want that old Bruja to find her. But it's possible that we'll never know now.
Back to the original train of thought...
Since they were down in Mexico, The Angels of the Fallen had decided to spend Thanksgiving with El Jefe an Abuela. Can you just believe it? A Mexican Thanksgiving! It was totally awesome!! Traditional molé stew, enchiladas, tamales, Diamond brought her homemade barbecue sauce and showed El Jefe how she did ribs while he roasted some lamb he'd gotten from a client.. pico de gallo and lots of other salsas were out on the table, and she'd helped her Abuela fry chips like she used to when she was a little niña. It was a very special night. But of course, the few days before they could feast like kings and queens... El Jefe made them all work for their meal in the gym... And work they did...
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People always thought that Darknyss was a sick, sadistic bitch with her training styles... But that sick, sadistic bitch got results. She worked your body until your muscles screamed, your body ached, and you wanted to run away and hide in the corner, sucking your thumb just to make it stop... Or at least you would if you were a normal person. But of course, the Angels of the Fallen weren't normal. Deep down, they knew that the regimen that she set forth was a necessity to keep their bodies in tip top condition. And when you see the Angels in their workout gear... You can tell that the plan she'd set forth for the group worked. Their bodies were always lean... Optimal body fat ratio for them to look feminine, but their muscles were cut. She wasn't trying to make them look like dudes, but she WAS trying to strengthen their bodies for the rigors of the ring, and increase their stamina so that they could keep doing what they loved for that much longer.
Now... Picture all of what Darknyss puts you through... Multiply it by eleven, and do it all in the heat of the Mexican desert... Then you have El Jefe's training...
For three days before the Thanksgiving feast, their bodies screamed in agony. She felt like she was back in training with the Corps to the twentieth power. They were running through the desert while being chased by the other wrestling students, dressed in their in ring gear. I know what you're thinking... What could be so bad about that? They couldn't slow down or just let the students catch them, because they were carrying these stiff foam bats, similar to the noodles that you use to float in a pool with, and if they got within striking distance, you got swatted... anywhere and everywhere. I know what else you're thinking... 'It's a foam bat? How bad can it be?' TRUST ME!! IT'S BAD!! The bats are just stiff enough that while they won't break a bone, they will leave a significant bruise on skin if swung with enough force... And these guys have enough force. Their bodies were decorated with dark purple spots by the time their run was over, because it wasn't just a little run... It was a relay. El Jefe had the route marked, and their assailants could come from anywhere. He had small groups of them stationed throughout the route, so no matter what, you had to stay on your toes. Couple that with the fact that these guys looked like they hadn't seen a pretty girl in a coon's age... Well, let's just say they were eager to get their... bats on the Angels, and a few of the guys got hit right back, because they weren't swatting, but trying to grope and cop a feel. There were a couple of black eyes, a few split lips, one broken nose, and one guy was mad because he lost a gold tooth.
They had to do the cactus stretch... which isn't anything close to what you think it is... Or maybe it is... Your resting by your ankles on two platforms in a chinese split only about an inch above a really nasty cactus, and you have to keep yourself from sagging or falling by holding that split perfectly still. One wrong move, and you had cactus spines in your nether regions!! El Jefe is sitting there, watching with a stopwatch, timing how long you go. If you can hold it long enough for his satisfaction, he will let you down. But if not... you're picking cactus spines out of some very tender places. I know what you're thinking... And no, it's not just the females who go through this training. The guys have to be limber too, so they go through it all right beside the women.
The Angels of the Fallen were making it through the training, no problem... But it was poor Christiana who got the brunt of everything. The young girl had never experienced anything like what El Jefe was putting her through! And she was whining the whole way through, which only spurred El Jefe's ire, and made him even more sadistic to her. That is, until she'd finally had enough training, and decided to let her mouth write a check that her ass couldn't cash...
They were finally finished with their training, and he had them all stretching to loosen up their tired and sore muscles. She was on the floor, and El Jefe was stretching out her hamstrings and glutes slowly by leaning against her leg, and twisting it in various directions to get them stretched out. He leaned on her leg until her knee was touching her forehead, and she sighed as the tension finally released in the muscle, and Christiana was watching her with a look of disgust. She finally jumped up and started to back away slowly.
Christiana: "Madre de Dios!! You guys are fuckin' CRAZY if you think I'm gonna sit here and let this perverted old man twist me up like a pretzel, and not say anything!!"
Everyone looked around confused, scratching their heads. Gothika leans closer to Christiana and taps her on the shoulder to get her attention.
Gothika: "Um... What perverted old man are you talking about?"
Christiana started pointing at El Jefe accusatorily.
Christiana: "HIM!! That guy in the weird mask who's feeling all over Raynin and basically dry humping her!! And she's liking it!!"
El Jefe patted her knee gently, then lets her leg down slowly, then slowly stands, offering her a hand up. She stood beside her Grandfather, then kissed his cheek gently. He smiled at her for a bit before he turned to Christiana and holds his hands up and looks around, confused.
El Jefe: "Ey chica... My mask is not weird. This is the mask of El Jefe... Greatest Luchador to grace the ring in Oaxaca, Mexico. It's a symbol of my career as a wrestler, and I don't take it off. I live in this mask. I eat, sleep, drink in this mask. I make love to my wife in this mask and she likes it! I bathe in this mask... It is who I am! Very few have seen me without this mask, and if you understood what it meant to be a masked wrestler, you'd understand! It's a part of our Mexican heritage!"
Christiana put her hands on her hips and started her neck to working.
Christiana: "Oh no, El weirdo!! This weird S and M mask shit ain't got a damned thang to do with my Mexican heritage! And how you freaky females get your kicks off ain't got shit to do with me! I'm not about to let some weird old man with a fetish for masks and young girls and boys get his rocks off by feeling me up!"
Diamond walks over and pushes Christiana's shoulder, frowning at her.
Diamond: "Are you crazy? Or are you just plain stupid or something?!! El Jefe isn't trying to get his rocks off! He's a trainer, you idiot!! He's doing his job, making sure that we're alright after a really hard workout! He's stretching Raynin's hamstrings out to ensure she doesn't get charlie horses or worse, pulls a muscle, which can put her out of action for months! Have you NEVER had a workout with a personal trainer?!! Well, El Jefe's better than every personal trainer you could think of put together! He's got degrees in sports medicine, and he's been wrestling since before any of us were born! He's trained greats in the sport of wrestling, including Raynin herself, and besides... He's her GRANDFATHER you spastic chick!!"
Christiana gasps in horror and looks at El Jefe with a look of even deeper disgust.
Christiana: "Oh my GOD!! You're her Grandfather??!! And you were doing that to her?!! You really are a sick, twisted, perverted man, aren't you?!! Stay away from me, you loco cabrón!! There's no way on God's green earth I'm EVER letting you put your nasty hands on me like... OOOFFFFHHHH!!!"
And she had finally had enough. She took Christiana out with a spear that folded her in two. She hit Christiana so hard, she not only knocked the wind out of the girl, she knocked her out before she even hit the ground. She'd moved without a sound, and with such quickness, that no one saw her move. It was like, she was beside El Jefe one minute, then the next second, she was hitting Christiana like a mack truck. What was even more surprising was the amount of force she generated in such a small space. She wasn’t more than The others grabbed her quickly before she could do any more damage. She stood up quickly and dusts her hands off before she puts her hands on her hips, and then took a deep breath as she stands there, looking down at Christiana's body. She lifts and eyebrow as she looks around at everyone and shrugs.
Raynin: "What? The little shit deserved worse! I didn't hurt her... much... And she's definitely gonna feel that later... but you would have done the same, if not more. I mean, come on! She's talking shit about my Grandfather! She better feel damned lucky that I didn't pummel her brains out!"
She prodded Christiana with her foot, and the young girl starts to stir, moaning in pain and clutching her stomach. When Christiana finally came too, she looked around confused.
Christiana: "Wha... what... what happened?"
Gothika pointed to her partner and smirked.
Gothika: "You said the wrong thing and Raynin here cleaned your clock. That's something she's got a really nasty habit of doing. Most of our opponents haven't quite learned not to open their mouths about our families yet, and they end up paying the price. I thought you were doing better, but clearly, you still need more instruction on humility and respect."
She leaned over and grabbed Christiana's face in her fingertips, pushing her cheeks in until the girl was making fishy faces. She glared into Christiana's eyes, and the fear in the girl's eyes was evident, as were tears.
Raynin: "If you ever... EVER say ANYTHING bad about my Grandfather again... The spear I just gave you will look and feel like pleasure compared to the amount of pain I'm going to put you through! Do you understand me?!!"
Christiana nods and she thumps the girl in the middle of the forehead and starts to yell in her face.
Raynin: "I SAID, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME MAGGOT??!!"
Christiana nods again, and speaks with a trembling voice.
Christiana: "Yeah... Yes ma'am, I understand."
She dropped the young girl's face and stands up straight again. Christiana slowly brings herself to her feet and the look she gets is one of pure hatred and defiance. Christiana is about to open her mouth to say something else smart, but she stops her dead in her tracks as she turns to Diamond and smirks wickedly.
Raynin: "I see that Christiana doesn't believe that fat meat is greasy... I think she needs some time on the rack as a punching bag, don't you?"
Christiana's face turns pale and she holds her hands out, shaking her head from side to side.
Christiana: "No! No!! I'm sorry! I promise!! I'll be good! I was just playin', you know!! It was just a joke! Please! Please don't put me on the rack again!!! It was just a joke!"
The tag team partners start to move towards Christiana, and the girl breaks into a run, trying to get away from them. She starts to try to duck around weight stations and dodge around people to try to get away, but every way she turned, there they were, until finally, she stopped short, just in front of a door she'd come to know well over the past few days. She slowly started to back away from it, shaking her head from side to side until she bumped right into Gothika who was standing behind her, smirking. Christiana shrieked and tried to run away, but Gothika's hand fell on her shoulder with an iron grip. Christiana looked around as if trying to find someone to help her.
Christiana: "Please! Please don’t do this! Somebody!! Anybody! Help me! They're gonna kill me!! Please help!! Somebody! Help me!! Heh.... Ehhh... "
Christiana's eyes go wide as her voice suddenly disappears. She puts her hands to her throat, clawing at it, trying to force a sound from her mouth, but nothing comes out. She looks to the right and sees Diamond with a voodoo doll. Her eyes are glowing that eerie green and she's smirking as she holds the doll up. You can see that she's tied a piece of cloth around the mouth, like a gag. She opens the door for Gothika who drags Christiana, kicking and still trying to scream through the door.
When the door opens, you can see a large weight rack that's been modified. There are shackles and manacles dangling from the crossbars, attached to chains. Christiana tries to escape, but Diamond's voodoo doll keeps her from moving as the wrist and ankle cuffs are attached to her extremities. Once she's locked down tight, Diamond's eyes stop glowing, and she can finally move again, but she still can't speak. Diamond removes the muzzle from the doll and Christiana can finally speak. Immediately, she goes right back to begging for her freedom.
Christiana: "I'm sorry! Please don’t do this! I promise! I'll be a good girl! You don't have to do this!!"
She turned to El Jefe and spoke to her grandfather for a few moments.
Raynin: "So... I think that we will be coming up with something interesting for Christiana to do after we've tamed the shrew so to speak. You don't want to be around for this... trust me... It's not gonna be pretty."
El Jefe kisses her cheek and smirks.
El Jefe: "Mi niña... All grown up and torturing someone. Ahh, the things we do for our kids... Have fun girls! I'm gonna go and show these wannabes a few things or two."
El Jefe turns around and walks out, waving to the girls as Christiana keeps shaking her head, trying to convince the Angels to not give her a straightening out. Diamond sticks straight pins in the voodoo doll's eyes, and Christiana shrieks in pain, then blinks, shaking her head.
Christiana: "I can't see! I can't see! No no no no no!! Not again!! Help me!!"
Diamond sticks straight pins in the ears of the doll and Christiana's body goes rigid for a moment, then starts to convulse with the shock of not being able to see and hear. She sags against her arm and sobs, weeping terribly.
Christiana: "Why?!! Why me??! Why??!! WHY??!!!!"
The Angels each pull out one of the stiff foam bats and take practice swings with them. The door slowly closes before the sound of the first strike on flesh starts, and Christiana's re-education continues...
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Later that day... She'd just finished coming out of the locker room after having changed, and she stopped short as Dark Tiger stood before her, looking extremely agitated. She looked up at him with a slightly confused look on her face.
Raynin: "Hey DT. What are you doing here? Is everything alright with Zatanya?"
Before he can speak, Jeremiah steps up beside him, and looks around with a nervous look on his face.
Dark Tiger: "Hey Raynin. Um... You wouldn't have happened to have seen Morganna around, have you?"
Just then, before she could speak, the other Angels of the Fallen come walking out of the locker room chatting to one another. They stop in their tracks as soon as they see Dark Tiger and Jeremiah standing there. Morganna gasps when she sees Dark Tiger's face. It was more than just their being there which was shocking... It was the haggard look on the big man's face. He looked like he hadn't slept or eaten in weeks. She drops her bag on the ground and walks over to Dark Tiger, taking his hands in hers and pulling him towards a bench to sit down.
Diamond: "DT!! What in the hell?!!... Oh my GOD! You look a right mess!! Did something happen with Lady?"
Dark Tiger tries to speak, but he can't. He just keeps swallowing, and his hands are trembling in an effort to control his emotions. Finally, Jeremiah speaks for him. He puts one hand on his uncle's shoulder and nods slowly at him before he wraps his arms around Morganna and holds her close.
"Big Tiger" Jeremiah Hardin: "Aunt Lady's fine, Emme. She's stable, and there's been no change in her condition, or the baby's."
Diamond looks from Jeremiah to DT, still looking confused, then she sighs and shakes her head slowly.
Diamond: "I kept telling you that you need to let me do something about her condition. But DT wants to trust the doctors... It's been months now, and both she and the baby are still hooked up to those machines... It breaks my heart to see them like that. I could have them both up and going in a few weeks with just a simple potion I found in a book from India... All it is..."
Dark Tiger suddenly finds his voice and roars out at Diamond.
Dark Tiger: "I said no magic!!"
The entire gym freezes at the sound of his voice as it echoes through the building. He looks around a bit sheepishly, then takes a deep breath and stills his emotions as much as he can.
Dark Tiger: "Please Morganna... I know you mean well, but I... I just don't want to risk anything more happening. I know you understand... She's my world. If anything else happened to her..."
He swallows heavily and shakes his head slowly.
Dark Tiger: "But that's not why I'm here... I'm here because of Christiana..."
Diamond takes a deep breath and her eyes go cold at the mention of Dark Tiger's Daughter's name. She pulls her hand from his and cocks her head to the side as she looks at him.
Diamond: "She's not any of your concern right now, DT. We promised you that we would handle it, and we're doing just that."
Dark Tiger nods slowly and takes a deep breath.
Dark Tiger: "I know that's what you said, Morganna. It's just... It's been weeks now... WEEKS... And no one has seen hide nor hair of her, and I.. Well.. She's my daughter, Morganna!! I want... no... I NEED to know she's ok! We could have our first Thanksgiving together if you let me see her and talk to her..."
Diamond shakes her head and frowns at Dark Tiger a bit.
Diamond: "No... No one can see Christiana but us. Any outside contact will threaten all that we've worked to accomplish..."
As soon as she said this, Dark Tiger blew up like an atomic bomb. He jumped up and roared, grabbing Diamond by her upper arms and lifting her feet up off the floor as she squeaked in surprise.
Dark Tiger: "I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT WHAT YOU'RE TRYING TO ACCOMPLISH!!"
Again, the entire gym goes silent, and Jeremiah grabs his uncle's wrist, trying to pull his hands off of Diamond who is dangling passively in his grip. Her eyes start to glow a fierce green, and Jeremiah starts to yell at his uncle.
"Big Tiger" Jeremiah Hardin: "Uncle Seb!!... Unc!!... Unc, let Emme go!! "
Diamond looks Dark Tiger right in his eyes, and the green glow flashes brightly, and you can suddenly see a slight green haze around Dark Tiger's eyes. She speaks gently to Jeremiah.
Diamond: "It's alright, Babe. DT won't hurt me. He's just upset about everything that's going on... Isn't that right, DT?"
As she keeps looking at Dark Tiger, his bottom lip suddenly starts to tremble, and he pulls her close into his chest with a huge hug and starts to sob. Diamond sighs heavily and starts to pat Dark Tiger's back gently.
Diamond: "It's ok, DT... It's ok. I know everything is really hard on you right now, but you know what I’m saying is true. We're trying to redeem her soul, and make her worthy of being not just your daughter, but Lady's step daughter, and if we stop what we're doing now, she's never going to learn."
Jeremiah sighs heavily and reaches up and pats Dark Tiger's back gently.
"Big Tiger" Jeremiah Hardin: "I know you miss Aunt Lady, Uncle Seb. and this time of the year is the hardest on all of us, especially with her being sick... It's gotta be so hard on you. But you know that if Christiana hasn't changed... All my cousin's gonna try to do is make your life a living hell! You've gotta trust Emme and the others to do what's right... Not just for Aunt Lady and the baby... But for you too!"
The huge man nods slowly and keeps Diamond wrapped against his chest with a single arm as he wipes his face with his free hand. He gently lowers her down to the ground, and the blazing green in her eyes fades slowly, along with the green haze that was around Dark Tiger's eyes. Jeremiah leans in and slowly pulls Diamond away from his uncle's reach and wraps his arms around the woman he loves, whispering in her ear.
"Big Tiger" Jeremiah Hardin: "It's a good thing I got you away from him when I did... He could have hurt you!"
Diamond chuckles back and shakes her head slowly.
Diamond: "You still underestimate me, love. I wasn't afraid of DT hurting me... I was more afraid of hurting him... Especially since I knew all that as going on was he was frightened for Christiana and Zatanya and the baby. Which was why I used a little calming juujuu on him to make him settle down and finally open up."
Gothika walked over to Dark Tiger and reached up to put a hand on his shoulder gently.
Gothika: "Hey... You know how important you and Zatanya are to us. You have to just trust us. You know we wouldn't do anything permanent to Christiana. We're just opening her eyes to the truth of what she's been doing, and freeing her mind to the possibilities of what she could be."
Just then, the door to the back of the gym slams open and you hear wretching coming from the distance. When the person starts to scream and whine at the top of their lungs, you can tell that it's Christiana.
Christiana: "Madre de Dios!! What in the hell did you people DO TO THESE TOWELS!! THIS IS DISGUSTING!! OH MY GOD! I THINK I'M GONNA HURL!! I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU FREAKS DO TO ME!! I'M NOT DOING ANY MORE OF THIS STANKY ASS LAUNDRY!! IT SMELLS LIKE FEET, FOUR DAY OLD FUNK AND CORN CHIPS!!"
One of the guys who is lifting weights chuckles and yells at her.
"EEYY!! CHICA!... THAT'S CAUSE I FARTED ON THAT TOWEL!! I'VE BEEN EATING TACOS FOR THE PAST WEEK!"
Christiana makes a disgusted look on her face and quickly tosses the towel away from her shrieking and turns and runs back into the back of the gym, shaking her head as everyone in the gym starts to howl with laughter... Everyone that is, except for Dark Tiger. Gothika turns back to him and points at the door that just slammed shut.
Gothika: "See... We told you that she was fine. We're taking her through her paces... Trying to teach her humility and respect. She's learning... slowly. And every time she gets out of hand, we knock her back into place. We promised we won't hurt her too badly. I mean come on... technically, she's family... Who better to rough her up and teach her some manners than us."
Dark Tiger nods slowly and looks down at his hands which are still trembling.
Dark Tiger: "I just want my Lotus Blossom to wake up. I can't eat... I can't sleep... I barely shower... All I keep thinking about is Zatanya, laying in that bed... And our baby... Our poor little baby..."
Raynin steps up and slaps Dark Tiger in the face, hard, shocking everyone. The shot sounds like a gun going off, and Dark Tiger's face instantly turns bright red where she hit him. She frowns in his face and starts to poke him in his chest, even though she has to reach up to do so.
Raynin: "Shut the fuck up with this fuckin' pity party, DT!!"
Everyone takes a step back and looks from Dark Tiger to Raynin, waiting to see what's about to happen. Raynin keeps poking him in the chest, and all anyone can think about is how dangerous it is to poke a hornet's nest, but they can't stop watching. It's like watching a Telenovela!
Raynin: "Whaa whaa whaahh, Darknyss is hurt!... Boo Hoo, the baby is in a coma... Sniffle sniffle snort, I'm so lonely without her... Suck it up and be a man, DT!!"
Jeremiah gasps and moves to say something, but Diamond pulls him back and out of the way. She puts a finger to her lips and shakes her head. Raynin keeps getting closer and closer to Dark Tiger as if she were trying to get into his face, but since she was almost two feet shorter, she had to stop a few feet from him and lean her head back all of the way to look up at him. It was like watching a chihuahua trying to go after a great dane.
Raynin: "I swear, the more and more you talk about it, the more you just sound like a little whining bitch, DT!! We know Zatanya's hurt! We know that she and the baby's still not waking up! But wallowing in the hurt and the pain of it all aint' doin' nothing for you, and it certainly as hell not doing fuck all for either Darknyss or the baby!"
Dark Tiger is glaring at Raynin and he clenches his fist, about to raise it but he stops as he looks at Raynin's face. He can see that she's barely keeping things under control herself. The tears are threatening in her eyes as well as everyone else's around him... The pain of wanting to help their injured friend is written in the dark circles under their eyes from the sleepless nights, just as much as his. The desire to just curl up in a ball and cry is written on their faces as well. Raynin keeps glaring at him as a single tear finally spills down from her eye to drip slowly off of her chin and fall to the ground.
Raynin: "Do you think this is what she would want you to do? Hmm?!! DO YOU?!! Do you think she'd want you to turn into a whining, sniveling bitch about how much you miss her and how hard it is to be without her? Hell no!! And she certainly wouldn't have wanted you to give up everything that you've been fighting for... EVERYTHING that you'd been working towards, just so you could turn into a bum around sweat pants wearing, chunky monkey ice cream eating, snot nosed punk, now would she?!! HELL NO!!"
As she's talking, the emotion in her voice is threatening to break. Her bottom lip is starting to tremble, and the tears are flowing freely. She balls up her fists and starts to pound on Dark Tiger's chest over and over again... first with some force, but as she keeps talking, the strikes get less and less intense, as the trembling in her voice gets more and more intense.
Raynin: "So stop acting like you're a four year old who just had his favorite toy taken from him and start acting like the man you are!! You're Dark Tiger!! You're the biggest, baddest, most ferocious son of a bitch around! You don't wallow in self pity, and you don't give the fuck up!! You keep on fighting! That's what Zatanya would want! She'd want you to go out there and kick this pity in the ass, and give it the old heave ho! Don't you see?!!"
She drops her fists and stands back, wiping her eyes as she looks up at Dark Tiger.
Raynin: "We haven't given up! We are pushing forward, day by day... Each day, we become a little bit more what we are working towards... Each day, we're putting one more brick on the stair we're trying to climb until we reach the top! It could be so easy to just give up... To just throw our hands up and let all of the self doubt and pity to overcome us... To let the pain get the best of us and just sink into a sea of despair... But we can't do that!! It just ain't in us to give up! No matter what the odds... no matter what the situation, we will keep fighting!! Just like Zatanya! Just like that little nugget of yours! You know that even as they lay there, they're fighting to get back to you... To get back to all of us! So you can't stop fighting either, you got me?!!"
Dark Tiger nods slowly and takes a deep breath before he wraps his arms around Raynin and nods slowly.
Dark Tiger: "Yeah... I gotcha Ray Ray."
She pushes back away from him and points towards the locker room.
Raynin: "Good, then get your ass in that locker room and take a shower cause YOU SMELL WORSE THAN THOSE TOWELS BACK THERE!! OH MY LORD!! MY EYES ARE BURNING!!"
Dark Tiger goes to lift his arm and sniff his pits, and everyone takes a step back. Diamond puts her fingers to her nose and nods slowly.
Diamond: "Oh yeah... That's RIPE!! I thought it was just someone stepped in something... THAT was YOU?! How the hell did you get here in the plane?!!"
Dark Tiger looks around confused.
Dark Tiger: "What? I don't smell anything... and we drove here, we didn't fly..."
Jeremiah shakes his head and tries to breathe through his mouth, then gags a bit.
"Big Tiger" Jeremiah Hardin: "Oh my GOD! I got it in my mouth!! Ugh! I thought we'd hit a skunk on the way, Unc!! Please... Please, please, PLEASE... hit the showers! I'll go grab your bag so you can change into something else..."
Diamond reaches in her bag and grabs some body wash, shampoo, and conditioner and sticks it all in Dark Tiger's hands.
Diamond: "Use it all if you have to... just get your ass clean, boy!!"
Dark Tiger moves towards the locker room, and Raynin calls after him.
Raynin: "After you're done, meet us at El Jefe's house. I'll have Mi Abuela cook you up something extra special. And I promise, it won't have you farting into towels to make them smell like corn chips."
Dark Tiger heads off into the locker room to hit the showers as the scene ends.
Christiana: "Big Tiger" Jeremiah Hardin:  
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Time: November 29, 2015, 9:00 PM...     
Place: Cancun, Mexico…  
Location:  Polifórum Benito Juárez… Pre-Show to the  SCW's Weekly Episode of Climax Control... Backstage... 
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The following are scenes from the November 29, 2015 airing of the Pre-Show to the Sin City Wresting’s weekly show, Climax Control. They were not shown due to time constraints. Parental discretion is advised. 
 
 
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It's the Pre-Show to Climax Control!! You know, the time before the main televised matches go on, where the more lesser known wrestlers get the crowd's blood going with some pretty decent matches, and little behind the scene snippets go on, which get shown in the mid week flashback shows... You know... It's that time where all of the big names are getting ready to put on an awesome show. But sometimes... During that Pre-Show, some pretty intersting things happen... This is one of those times...
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The scene comes in with everyone bustling around backstage, getting things ready for the next match to start. Dark Tiger comes heading through the backstage area, looking for the Fallen's Dressing room. When he comes to the door, he knocks and waits for someone to answer the door. Diamond is the one who ends up answering, still in a pair of jeans and a light blue hoodie. She steps out of the door and looks concerned up at Dark Tiger.
 
Diamond: "DT... What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at the hospital in Vegas?"
Dark Tiger nodded and ran a hand through his hair, sighing heavily.
Dark Tiger: â€I know, I'm not supposed to be here, but I had to come and ask you one more time about Christiana. Things aren't looking too good with the baby, and... Morganna, what if she ends up being all that I have left?!!" 
  
Diamond takes Dark Tiger's hand and frowns up at him.
Diamond: "Hush your mouth talking like that! There ain't no way on God's green earth that anything is gonna happen to Zatanya or your baby! I've told you that! I've seen it! Everything's gonna be just fine if you stop all of your bellyaching and let us do what we need to do!"
Dark Tiger shakes his head and balls up his fist and punches the wall.
Dark Tiger: â€I can't take that risk, Emme!! I want you to tell me where she is, right now!!" 
Diamond takes a step back and looks Dark Tiger up and down like he's short.  
Diamond: "Ooohh, so now you're trying to be a big man, and get all forceful and shit with me?! Tread carefully DT... Ya know what happens when you piss off a voodoo Queen... You get a curse the likes you don't wanna have! Now, I get it that you're upset, and knowing what we're doing to your daughter is a hard thing to go through... But in your heart, you know it's what she needs! This is the ultimate scared straight boot camp, and any interruption in the process, and you're never going to get the kind of daughter you want!"
Dark Tiger growls and shakes his head.
Dark Tiger: â€I just need to know where she is, Damn it!!" 
Diamond lifts an eyebrow at Dark Tiger and holds up a hand to him.  
Diamond: "Alright... She's here tonight. But I'm warning you... This is the last step to her transformation. It's the most crucial part of everything we're working towards... If you interfere in any way... who knows what may happen."
Dark Tiger nods slowly and takes a deep breath.
Dark Tiger: â€I won't interfere... As long as you promise me she'll be ok." 
  
Diamond points at Dark Tiger and moves to stand by the door of the dressing room.
Diamond: "Your daughter's safety is in your own hands. Stay out of what we do, and she will be fine. Oh, and so you know... I sent a little something via one of my... acquaintances to Zatanya and the baby. I know you said no magic, but I have to do something. It's just a little ointment which is supposed to help them wake up. That was why I was shocked you were here... I'm sure you should be getting a call any moment about..."
Before she can speak her statement, Dark Tiger's phone rings, and his eyes go wide. He pulls it out of his pocket, and brings it to his ear.
Dark Tiger: â€Hello?... Yes this is he... Um... No, I don't want to change my car insurance, thank you... Good bye..." 
  
Dark Tiger turns around to say something to Diamond, but he does so just in time to see the door quietly shut, and he hears the lock click into place. He chuckles and shakes his head, then heads off towards the refreshments table as the scene fades...
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Time: November 29, 2015, 9:30 PM...     
Place: Cancun, Mexico…  
Location:  Polifórum Benito Juárez… Pre-Show to the  SCW's Weekly Episode of Climax Control... Onstage... 
 
 
 
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The crowd is already on their feet in anticipation from all of the action that’s been going on for the entire night!  It’s been an amazing show so far, and they know that there’s only more awesomeness to come!  Even the commentary staff is primed and ready for more action.
Belinda Simone: "This crowd has been worked up into almost a feeding frenzied state, and they are clamoring for more! They just can't get enough of our Sin City Wrestling Superstars and Bombshells! Listen to them out there, Jason!! And this is just with the Pre-Show action!! You can just bet, with everything that's gone on so far, and everything that's due to happen once we get into our full line up of matches... This audience is about to explode!"
Jason Adams: "Yeah, I just hope it's not all over me, Belinda, cause I have that happen way too often..."
Belinda Simone looks at Adams, with a disgusted look and just shakes her head. Suddenly, the lights go out, and a bass line starts to thump over the PA and we hear the opening guitar riffs of In This Moment's 'Comanche'.
I feel the pressure is building in me
My stomach’s sick, it’s getting harder to breathe
I hear the screaming, I feel the disease
There’s blood in the air, and there is death on the breeze
Will you come with me?!!
Will you stand with me?!!
Would you follow me?!!
Would you believe with me?!!
Tell me you’ll bleed with me!!
Tell me you’ll die with me!!
Come on, come on!!
Let me hear your war cry!!
Belinda Simone: "We know what this means, Jason!! The Angels of the Fallen are here, and things are about to get really interesting!!"
Jason Adams: "Or frightening, depending on which side of the coin you end up falling on. You've got a crazy chick, and Voo Doo Queen, and a vampyre chick, which makes for a mix unlike any other!!"
On the titantron the image of three flaming balls of light streak through an image of the night sky as the music continues. The strains of the music plays over the PA as on the titantron, the four flaming balls rocket towards an image of the earth and the camera angle switches so it looks like they're coming straight towards the screen. They strike the same spot with a bright flash and three shadowy figures step out of the brightness. At the impact, Jason Adams, jumps in shock.
Jason Adams: "WHOO SHIT!! That explosion always gets me!!"
Belinda rolls her eyes and shakes her head.
Belinda Simone: "That's cause you're a scaredy cat, Jason..."
Jason nods and rubs his upper arms gently.
Jason Adams: "Yes, yes... I'm a punk and I know it. But that's why I have you to protect me, Belinda. You're so big and strong..."
Come on, come on!!
Let me hear your war cry!!
Come on, get up!!
Let me hear your war cry!!
Come on, get up!!
Let me hear your war cry!!
Come on, get up!!
Let me hear your war cry!!
Yell it out, do or die
Let me hear your war cry!!
The lights start to strobe to the beat of the music and we see the angels of The Fallen standing on stage looking confident. Diamond, Gothika, Raynin stand on stage and raise their fists in the air looking around confidently before the lights come up completely. Diamond is wearing a pair of pale blue leather pants, and some snow white, extra fluffy ugg boots. She's got a dark blue sequinned handkerchief halter on, a pair of diamond bracelet cuffs, and her hair is hanging down her back in soft loose waves as she stands there, looking out over the crowd. Raynin is wearing a pair of black leather pants, with one of the Fallen's tank tops that's been shredded in a butterfly pattern down the back. Her black strappy sandals are accented by the blood red toenail polish that is glinting in the light, and the black leather fingerless gloves she's got on with her hair hanging around her face in soft waves makes the look stunning. Gothika is decked out in a pair of black leather shorts with a pair of black, over the knee leather boots. She's got on a blood red corset with a peplum on the back that hangs down to mid-thigh in the back, looking almost steampunk with this look, and her hair is pulled up in a messy up-do. They go from one side of the stage to the other, talking junk to the crowd and throwing their fists in the air as the audience gives them mixed reactions.
Belinda Simone: "These females are so confident that they have what it takes to get back to the top of the proverbial ladder. You can see it in the way they walk, and the look in their eyes. It's that look that says, 'Think what you want, I know I'm better than you!', and they come out here to try to prove it time and time again."
Jason Adams: "All I can see is a desire to rip someone apart. I hope Gothika doesn't see me and get a desire to nibble on my neck! Though, according to Argento and Rocky, that might actually be kinda nice."
We wanted peace but you brought this war
We took enough and we can’t take any more
With our fists in the air, we’ll burn it all to the ground
We will tear your fucking empire down
Will you come with me?
Will you stand with me?
Would you follow me?
Would you believe with me?
Tell me you’ll bleed with me
Tell me you’ll die with me
Come on, come on
Let me hear your war cry
Diamond, Gothika, and Raynin come back to the center of the stage and pose once more before they start to walk down the ramp to the ring. As they do, they're met with wolf whistles and cat calls because it's so rare to see them dressed up so extravagantly. But for every positive cheer, there's negativity mixed in as well, as some boo's are heard, and some calls of "YOU SUCK!!" from the nay sayers in the audience. But that doesn't stop the sheer confidence which radiates off of this trio of females like heat waves as they prance down the ramp in their finery.
Come on, get up
Let me hear your war cry
Come on, get up
Let me hear your war cry
Come on, get up
Let me hear your war cry
Yell it out, do or die
Let me hear your war cry
We wanted peace but you brought this war
We wanted peace but you brought this war
We wanted peace but you brought this war
We took enough and we won’t take anymore
Will you come with me?
Will you stand with me?
Would you follow me?
Would you believe with me?
Tell me you’ll bleed with me
Tell me you’ll die with me
Come on, come on
Let me hear your war cry
Jason Adams: "Here it comes!! The entrance every red blooded male in the audience has been waiting for... Watching Diamond move those hips!!"
Diamond stops at the center of the ramp as Raynin and Gothika each walk around till they each are standing in front of one of the sides of the ring. Diamond wiggles her hips a moment, then she lifts her leg high into the air and spins around in a circle before she places it on the ring apron and slithers under the bottom rope. Gothika slides under the bottom rope and Raynin climbs the far stairs and grabs the top rope and flips over the rope.
Come on, get up
Let me hear your war cry
Come on, get up
Let me hear your war cry
Come on, get up
Let me hear your war cry
Yell it out, do or die
Let me hear your war cry
Come on, get up
Let me hear your war cry
Come on, get up
Let me hear your war cry
Come on, get up
Let me hear your war cry
Yell it out, do or die
Let me hear your war cry
Let me hear your war cry!!
Raynin and Gothika each climb a corner throwing their fists in the air and pumping them to the beat of the music as Diamond leans dances goes from one side of the ring dancing and leaning over the rope, blowing crystal dust at the crowd, before she comes to stands in the center of the ring, pointing at Raynin and Gothika and talking junk to the crowd, nodding and clapping. She turns to the ropes, and points to a stagehand who tosses Diamond a couple of microphones before she turns back around, gesturing towards her friends, trying to keep the crowd going, dancing along to the music. Raynin and Gothika jump down and switch corners, trying to hype up the crowd before they jump down and they all come to stand beside Diamond, waiting for the crowd to calm down...
Belinda Simone: "I wonder what brings them to the ring tonight?"
Jason Adams: "I have no idea, but we're about to find out..."
Diamond: "It's time once again for the Angels of the Fallen to spit a bit of truth out to the world. You see... when we came to this company years ago... We didn't do it for the fame, or the fortune... We did it to help out a friend. We also did it for the joy of doing what we love to do... Which is to wrestle our asses off and put on a show for you all... The fans."
The crowd gives a mixed reaction of cheers and boos as Diamond waits for them to calm themselves.
Diamond: "And yet... We've gotten met with negativity. We've gotten met with attacks, both verbal and physical. We've gotten treated like we were a joke... Even though it was our blood... Our sweat... our tears... Our skill which helped to put this company on the map!! IT WAS US who helped forge the way for all of these up and comers!! And yet, we're degraded, disrespected, and we're treated down right rudely!!"
Raynin takes the mic and brings it to her lips and looks out over the crowd.
Raynin: "But you know what they say... Revenge is a dish best served cold... And we're good and dishing that out. But tonight isn't about revenge... It's about redemption. You know... People are always talking about family... Brothers, sisters... aunts and uncles... second cousins twice removed on your great aunt's side... Well, there's an old saying that El Jefe used to tell me all of the time when I'd ask him about my family. Blood may make you related... But it's LOYALTY that makes you family. And these fine women here... THESE ANGELS... THEY are my FAMILY!!"
The crowd gives another mixed reaction, and Gothika steps forward to speak.
Gothika: "Someone from our family is missing right now, due to the hands of someone who is a relation. And tonight... That person is ready to finally answer for her crimes against the Angels of the Fallen. and we thought... where else to have her confess her crimes than on the same stage in which she started all of the problems that took our friend and Sister away from us. So, without further ado... We give you... Christiana!!"
Just then, Christiana steps on stage. She's dressed in a long white dress and a pair of white flip flops, and is carrying a microphone. She looks like one of the flower children from the sixties. She walks down the ramp, not saying anything, or looking around. She keeps her head down contritely and walks to the stairs and climbs into the ring. She stands before the Angels of the Fallen and doesn't speak. Some would think she was in a trance, but her eyes are open and darting around nervously. Diamond walks up and takes her chin in her fingertips and lifts Christiana's face up to look at her.
Diamond: "So... You've come to the end of your transition, and you're transmutation is about to take place. I know we've been hard on you, but it was necessary for you to realize the truth. Are you ready to repent your transgressions and let yourself be healed in the fires of honesty?"
Christiana nods and takes a deep breath.
Christiana: "Yes... I'm ready."
Raynin steps forward and places a hand on her shoulder.
Raynin: "Then say your peace."
Christiana swallows deeply and takes a deep breath, bringing a microphone to her lips.
Christiana: "I... I'm so sorry everyone. I've done such horrible things... I've hurt my family... I've destroyed my relationship with my father... I... My little brother... I... I can't believe I did what I did! I've been a brat, and a childish fool! If I could take it all back, I would!! I... I want Darknyss to know that... I actually look up to her! She's one of my favorite wrestlers!! And the thought of having her for a step mother really does make me happy."
Raynin pats her shoulder and nods slowly. A large metal pentagram slowly begins to lower towards the ring as she's speaking. Once she's done speaking, the pentagram has lowered completely from the ceiling and hangs about three inches off of the canvas.
Raynin: "Have you prepared yourself for what is at hand?"
Christiana nods slowly and steels herself with a deep breath.
Christiana: "I have. I just have one question... Will it hurt?"
Diamond smiles
