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Lohan vs. Cherry vs. Thorn vs. Kinneck; SCW Underground Championship
Topic Started: Oct 7 2011, 07:50 PM (334 Views)
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Brittany Lohan vs. Greg Cherry vs. Thorn vs. Nicole Kinneck
SCW Underground Championship

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Deadline: 5 PM EST Saturday, October 22, 2011
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OOC: Tried something different with this one where development was concerned and put a heading in to hopefully make it easy to understand...Enjoy and good luck!

New Beginnings: Part Seven
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Authors Note: In the space/time spectrum this roleplay happens after the Ammo where B-Lo lost to Matt Hodges but between that upcoming Breakdown. Read Natalie's two character development pieces against Rachel Foxx (moreso rp #2) to understand why this development piece is happening. Without that knowledge this rp will make little sense to you even though I recap it in the below narrative. Thanks to Thomas for him assisting me with this....
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There is a quote a good friend of mines Blake Mason loves to says; life interrupts you when you plan on doing something else. My life the past several weeks has been an interesting ride. A mysterious woman by the name of Serenity is keeping me on my toes. I have no clue who she is or how she knows minor details about my life that is far from public knowledge. My little sister has a chance to cement her name in Commonwealth history by overcoming the odds of a triple threat match. And of course, my constant pursuit to prove to everyone why I am the face of the Underground Division.

The one minor speed bump in my current plans is Natalie Dubrinsky. After my Friday Night Ammo loss to Matt Hodges we shared a long passionate kiss. Tell you the truth I haven't thought much about it. Her kissing skills are not subpar, far from it. I wanted to rip off her clothes. I felt the urge to give everybody in that gym a live show. Thats how great of a kisser she is.

I am incapable of becoming sentimental over trivial matters like a kiss. Apparently her finance did. From what she texted me the two of them are separated at the moment. Works for me. The longer he stays away from her, the more time I have to make her dependent on me. Sounds cruel doesn't it? Taking advantage of volatile situation? Hello. I am the woman who assaulted Anthony Wallace to earn my right to challenge for Underground Championship. There is no line I won't cross to get what I want. And if that means ending their unproductive relationship so be it. One day Natalie Dubrinsky will thank me. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

I was sitting on my queens side bed listening to “Warrior” by Disturbed. Without warning I barely heard a light knocking at the front door. I went to open the door. I was greeted, not by Dawn, not by my lovely stalker. The man I was greeted by was none other then former SCW Adrenaline Champion, Warren James.

What I didn't account for was dealing with the humans in Natalie's life. I knew I wasn't going to have a run in with Dakota. That arrogant waste of space doesn't consider me a threat. He should. If I wanted Natalie to marry me all I would have to do is snap my fingers. If I wanted Natalie that badly she would be in my bed right now as I'm telling you this. Never underestimate me.

I had every intention on slamming the door in his face. Who the hell did he think he was coming to see me? But I smiled politely. Last thing I needed was Natalie being pissy at me for disrespecting her brother.


Lohan: Warren. What do I owe this pleasant surprise?

Warren smiled as he adjusted his neck brace.

Warren: A lie right from the start. It's ok that you could slam the door in my face. Maybe you'll get that chance soon but how about you hear me out first? I come in peace.

Lohan: Obviously you didn't come looking for a fight.

I point to his neck brace. It would have been so easy taking advantage of his predicament. Snapping my victims neck is a thrill better then sex, not that you'd ever understand.

Lohan: Might as well get this over with. So talk. I don't have all day.

Warren: Ok but as you see I'm no threat so I'd rather talk from the inside. If you want to start with me standing here then I'm good with that as well. Tell me what you think of Natalie?

I stepped aside. I had nothing to gain from a nosy eavesdropper listening in on our conversation. He walked into my room. I slammed the door behind me. As I leaned up against my door I carefully considered what to tell him. What did I think of Natalie? Good question. I wanted to keep the conversation moving so I blurted out the first thing to come to mind.

Lohan: What do you mean?

Warren turned to face me.

Warren: You are my sisters friend but my guess is you want more. You are probably happy that her and Dakota are having a little trouble and if they break up, you would love for my sister to turn to you. Right?

I should have known our conversation would come to this. Warren was quite cute, playing the role of the concerned big brother. Reminds me of the role I play for Dawn when she needs me the most. By his behavior it appears he thinks Natalie needs him. Fine. I could work with this. I cracked my knuckles, I cocked my head to the side.

Lohan: She should have said no. Don't blame me for your sister wanting to prove to me she is a woman of her word.

Warren: You misunderstand. I'm not here to blame you. I know full well the life of a wrestler on the road. How lonely it can be. So nope no blame here. Just as you say, you probably were just as shocked when Natalie went through with the kiss but that doesn't change that you liked it and that you wish it would lead to more. Am I right?

Warren was proving to be an interesting human. I'm conditioned to fight anyone, verbally or physically, it doesn't matter. I wasn't sure if he was taking the past of least resistance to soften me up or was his declaration of peace sincere. I opted to take a leap of faith, albeit a small one. I nodded my head.

Lohan: In the beginning I saw the potential for us becoming a force in the Underground Division. Once I spent time with her... I understand why Dakota fell for her. So yeah. I wanted our kiss to lead to more. Its not fair.

I balled up my fist, I pounded the door for dramatic effect. Warren looked at me and nodded.

Warren: You know when I traveled with SCW I traveled alone. Sure I had a few people I talked to but while some partied and everyone hung in their groups, I laid in those hotel rooms wishing I had someone next to me. Someone I could hold or even just talk to. Oh course that kiss meant something to you. How could it not. At times it would be so damn easy to give in. To say screw it and go for it. After all, you don't like Dakota anyway and your loneliness would be gone.

Lohan: If that jerk loves her, he would not have overreacted.

Warren: You really think their problems are cause of the kiss. No its about trust Brittany. They both need to decide on that. There are times when they will be halfway around the world from each other and they need to figure out whether they can trust each other and themselves. Natalie needs to know that he won't be kissing other women and he's got to figure out whether he can trust that on those lonely nights in the wrestling world that things like that kiss don't happen. You are an active woman. You mean to tell me you never had someone at home waiting on you while you were on the road, putting all their trust in you?

I rolled my eyes. Honestly? I hate it when humans try to play that card. Like I have any room for love in my heart. Like I said, I am not capable of loving someone in a human way, the closest I am able to come to love is fondness. And there are only a handful of humans I am fond of. Dawn. Blake Mason. Zoe Sperling. Ravyn Taylor. He will never hear me admit this, Lucas can be a good guy, sometime. And there is my doctor, Victoria Rice. I am also fond of Natalie too. If I was capable of feeling love I wouldn't waste it on her.

Lohan: Like you said, we're on the road three hundred days out the year. Why am I going to put something through that? If Dakota cared about Natalie at all, he would become her manager. Is he willing to make that sacrifice? He hasn't. Why would he now?

Warren smirked.

Warren: Nice try but you and I both that's not how that works. If you were with someone and they told you to give up wrestling to be with them, you tell them fuck off whether you loved them or not because you know if they truly cared and trusted they'd never ask you to give up some thing you love.

Warren cleared his throat, looking me square in the eye

Warren: So who was it? Who did you trust that broke your heart and made you give up?

I scoffed.

Lohan: I haven't given up. I have my priorities. This business. My sister. And friends.

Warren: I get it. No time for love because you are making yourself a success. What happens when you turn around and there is no one to share that success with. Have you thought of that. You think some random person will care that you worked your ass off in this business...got your body beat up week after week? Are is it you are hoping Natalie is that person you will turn and see?

Lohan: She's my friend. And as her friend I only want whats best for her and its definitely not Dakota.

Warren: Well I can't see the future but I know he is the one who makes her happy. Being without him makes her sad. Makes her a shell of the Natalie you know and as her friend you shouldn't want that either. No relationship is a guarantee Brittany . None at all. People that have been married 30 years suddenly break up but my sister loves him and as her friend. The friend you say you are, you should respect that.

... and if Natalie cared about what I wanted she wouldn't mingle with that loser anyway. When would I find someone who respect what I need? My favorite stalker Serenity is right, why do I continue wearing a mask for the world to buy into? Dakota and Natalie doesn't work for me. I know that comes across as purely selfish of me. I am done caring what other humans think they want. I am tired of playing a role. Its about time Brittany Lohan finally gets what shes coming to her. The world will be a better place with me running their lives. I know it.

I solemnly nodded at Warren. Our conversation needed to come to an end. I had stuff to do.


Lohan: Yeah. Fine. Now can you please go?

Warren actually laughed a little. I didn't get it. Why was he laughing at me? I should have snapped his neck in two. No. I had to resist the urges. Besides. Finishing him off would be too easy. Not to mention adding another complication into my life. Between Serenity, Dawn, my upcoming title match, a fired up Russian Princess wasn't on my to do list at the moment.

Warren: You got it. Though for what it's worth I do hope my sister ends up happy. That's what matters to me. I think it will be with Dakota but you know something else. I hope when you do achieve your success there is someone there who loves you as well. Even if its something you say you don't want.

... and with that Warren James left my hotel room, leaving me to contemplate what we talked about, or so I thought. I heard the doorknob inside my room giggle. I directed my attention to my closet. Out popped my recent obsession, Serenity. How did she get inside my room? How long has she been in there? She yawned.

Serenity: That was more entertaining then I thought it would be.

I rolled my eyes..

Lohan: Hello to you too.

Serenity: One day Natalie will find out who you really are. When she does, she will abandon you just like your parents. Just like every man and woman who got a little to close to you. Warren is right, Natalie will end up with Dakota, better a human jackass then a psychopath.

Lohan: Maybe you're right.

She walked up to me, kissed me on the cheek and wrapped her arms around me.

Serenity: Drinks are on me tonight.

Lohan: Only because you're paying.

Serenity: Don't lie. You enjoy my company.

Lohan: Lets go before I change my mind.


Life will always fire curve balls at me, apparently Serenity was mines. And why did she have an annoying habit of being right? As much as I try in vein to live a normal human life, this pesky personality disorder of mines will always stand between that. Inside the ring being a ruthless super solider had its benefits. In real life? Its a struggle. I can't feel love. I can't establish a normal connection with other humans. Every interaction is faked, forced, rehearsed, except with Serenity. I don't need to wear a mask. I can be myself, what a relief.

-Fin-
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Looks like there will be no rest for the wicked, huh. Haha. How could I possibly bask in the afterglow of becoming the new Underground Champion when I knew before last weeks title match I would defend my newly won title in nine days against the former champion, and two former Heavyweight Champions with their own reasons for wanting to spoil my title reign? My party the following day was great. I needed one day to relax. I deserve it. In case you are wondering, no I have no issue with my first title defense, I'm loving this to be perfectly frank. Unlike Nicole I am a fighting champion, I am taking it upon myself to elevate my division and the competitors in it. What better way to give the Underground Division the recognition it deserves then actually defending the title on pay per view? Already I am a better champion then Nicole ever was. Thats setting my goals pretty damn too low. My goal is to become the best champion Brittany Lohan can be. I'm the benchmark now. Not Greg. Not Nic. Not Thorn. Time to step their game up... you know I will.

Today is October 18th, I am in Baltimore, Maryland right now. I am in town to promote my Fatal Four Way Underground Championship match. Breakdown is tomorrow, I need to be there. I have a match to promote. Autographs to sign. A division to return to prominence. All in a days work. For now I sit at the head of my queen size bed shooting this promo from my presidential suite. I am wearing my usual white and silver number ninety three Oakland Raiders jersey, black jeans and auburn boots. My golden brown hair is flowing down my shoulders. I nod to the camera man, letting him know I am ready to address my public.


Lohan: Now that I am the new Underground Champion am I supposed to be the hunted? Is that how being champion is supposed to work? When a hunter stalks the forest looming for his next prey, he feels that budding sense of anticipation. That anticipation consumes him like a small budding fire. That small budding fire soon becomes an out of control inferno. And when that thrill of the hunt is satisfied, the inferno disappears. The only way the hunter is able become whole again is by going back into the forest, setting their sights on new and more challenging prey to relive that out of control desire to hunt again. I promise not become the hunter who doesn't seek out new prey. That same fire I had before I became Underground Champion has only grown stronger. As great as being the champion feels right now, this is only the beginning. I have seen too many champions in this company win titles, feast on their accomplishments believing holding a title is enough. That won't be me.

So you want to hunt me? No one hunts me. I am hunting you! Anyone who challenges me for this title is still target in eyes. The same way Ducky was a target. The same way Ashley Cherry was a target. The same way Stacy Kissinger was a target, I will treat you no better then them. Being the Underground Champion will not change who I am or how I approach my matches. I became Underground Champion by being, what some announcers would argue, a miserable angry bitch. I had every right to be slightly angry. You would be too if you were constantly overlooked. I was called the weak link of Infamous God knows how many times by critics. Before my title match last week, everyone with an opinion tweeted how Ducky would walk all over me. And I can not count on one hand the numerous times I was overlooked for Underground Title matches in favor of less deserving people. Everything I had to endure contributed to this moment. The wars I had. The disrespect dished my way. The naysayers trying to bury my career due to a couple losses to former Heavyweight Champions. I used all that, combined with my love for the Underground Division to rise higher.

Just because I'm champion doesn't mean I'm going to walk around the locker room with a smile on my face. The only smile you'll see from me is when I'm smashing a steel chair against somebodies skull. A wise man once said, satisfaction is the death of desire. Trust me, there is a lot more desire in me then what you saw last Friday night on Ammo.

This is the moment I have been waiting for since March seventh of last year. There is no way in hell I am going to live with a nine day title reign attached to my resume. That thought alone will push me harder to leave Under Attack the same way I walked in, Underground Champion. Then I will enjoy watching everyone in the division kill each other put themselves in a position to challenge me. I crack my knuckles. Time to speak to my viewing audience.

Lohan: So it looks like I'm having my first ever title defense in less then a week. In a fatal four way no less. At first glance this match doesn't do me any favors whatsoever. Logically I have a twenty five percent chance of walking out with my title. Add to that I don't have to take the fall to loss my championship. Combine that with the chaos a normal Underground Rules match entails, that twenty five percent chance of walking out of Under Attack with my belt doesn't look great. For most people it wouldn't. For someone like me, an Underground Rules Fatal 4 Way is an extreme turn on.

I love challenges. I thrive on battling against all perceived odds. I built my reputation fearing no man, woman, or chaotic environment. Combined with the reality that I know all three of you are hungry in your own way to take what belongs to me, lets just rename this match Lohan's House of Fun. I know I'm going to have fun. Will you Nic? Will you Greg. Will you Thomas? I doubt it. For you three, Under Attack will be the most unpleasant experience of your natural lives.

Nicole and Greg were going to have to wait their turn. It is time for me to address the biggest torn (pun intended) in my side, Thomas Valentine. He has beaten me twice recently. Only makes sense I devote my initial attention to him, right? And besides, he asked for my single minded focus, ask and you shall receive.


Lohan: “You want my single minded focus, Tommy? Who am I to turn down a request like that.”

“Have you really thought about what you're walking into? Have you truly considered the long term consequences that becoming a regular part of the Underground Division entails? In fact, I am a bit surprised your best friend Dave is actively encouraging you in your pursuit to raise the division to the next level. Isn't this the same division he walked away from nearly a year ago? Didn't he spend a good portion of his career sacrificing his body to the rigorous environments a match like this is going to entail? So it baffles me why someone who is supposed to be your best friend would watch you take the same beaten path he ran away from. Clearly he didn't look forward to taking the abuse anymore. You are his best friend, you had to know the thought of Kath pushing his crippled body in a wheel chair twenty years from now didn't appeal to the both of them. So I wonder, what were the conversations with your family like? Did they beg you to reconsider? Did you tell them, “This is what I need to do, its for the fans, I want to relive my AWF days, I want to raise the division to the next level. Support me damn it!”

What if your family no longer supports your decision to raise the Underground Division to the next level? Will you walk away or will you continue your single minded quest? What if, just like your friend Dave, you come to the realization you can't handle all the emotional and physical abuse Underground mainstays like Rachel Foxx endure on a yearly basis? Will you pack up your bags and run for “greener” pastures? Your little declaration about sticking around until the job is done is all well and good, but we'll see about that, Tommy. Three months dedicating yourself to SCW's Underworld is all well and good. But try six months, try a year of your family worrying if you're coming back home in one piece. Can you honestly block that out the back of your mind? How are you able to justify to yourself the emotional abuse you are putting your own family through week in and week out? Does the thought of becoming a potential cripple due to years of abuse ever cross your mind at all? Or is dying for what you believe in worth it? Dying for Civil Rights is all well good. Potentially dying for wanting to raise a division to the next level? Clearly I don't give a damn about what happens to me. Are you as screwed up in the head as I am?

You must be Tommy, because you are risking everything that I assume matters to you. You of all people know what being a champion in SCW is like. You held a championship that everyone believes is the Holy Grail of pro wrestling, the Heavyweight Championship. You beat Hudson and Starr to walk out champion. And then the challenges kept on piling up didn't they? You even humiliated Greg last year at Rise to Greatness. That was pretty cool by the way. But in any event you defended that title against all comers and you were respected for it. Now imagine defending the World Championship in an empty arena match, falls count anywhere matches, Death Chamber matches, Last Person Standing matches. Think your family would appreciate that? I doubt they will. If you become the Underground Champion you'll never get a moments rest. People like me. People like Foxx. Heck. People like Nicole if she commits herself to the division long term will never allow you to breathe. Does that turn you on, Tommy?

Most humans have a moment in their life where their emotions knock them down a notch or too. Tommy knows that better then anyone, him losing the World Title at last years Under Attack drove him tumbling down a slippery slope where his emotions almost destroyed him. He lived in a cloud of darkness. I was born in a sea of darkness. Everyday I live in an abyss. Unlike Tommy, there's no light at the end of the tunnel for me. The darkness is my eternal light, there's no way in hell he exist in my world without paying a heavy price.

Lohan: This Sunday I relish in the emotional well being of your family and friends. When I am beating the living hell out of you, I will rest with the knowledge your family is somewhere watching, worrying themselves to death that the next chair shot from me might lead to a career ending concussion. If I powerbomb your ass through a flaming table, I will rejoice with the knowledge your family will be overwhelmed with uncontrollable panic as they are on their way to the hospital. If I get real creative with the extremes I am willing to go to to remind you just who the hell you are dealing with, it will comfort me knowing the people who care about you more than anything in this world, will dwell on if you will be capable of living a normal life twenty years from now.

And thats why I am whats best for this division, Tommy. Everyone who steps into the ring with me knows I do not give a damn about their emotional or physical well being. Isn't it human nature to fight your hardest when you are in survival mode? Every match with me is a testament of survival, at Under Attack I have something to lose this time around. Ask yourself, what lengths am I willing to sink to in order to walk out with whats mines? How hard will I fight to resist losing what I took from Nicole? So think long and hard about what you are willing to sacrifice. You were a hardcore champion before, you know the sacrifices you need to make if you are willing put in the commitment you say you are. Only this time around you are a seven year veteran. AWF is a distant memory. Years of taxation are already hampering that body of yours.

Think. Do you honestly want this? If so, I will see you in hell, Tommy. Keep in mind all you stand to lose. Don't worry, if your family does abandon you, I will be there to nurse you back to health.

I wave playfully into the camera. I didn't forget about Nicole Kinneck and Greg Cherry, they just needed to wait there turn, especially Greg. We all know his m.o by now, he'll wait until the very last minute before giving us his “brilliant” insights on his pointless desire to become Supreme Champion. Nicole would need to wait too. I had plenty to say to her when the time was right. Now was not the time. Today it is all about addressing one man. He wants a fully locked in B-Lo? Be careful what you wish for, I won't disappoint you. Fade to black.
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Before I begin, I feel like I should just say that I proved to the world that Greg Cherry hasn’t died yet. Defeating Shawn Winters, and more aptly, the SCW Champion, was proof of that and it wasn’t a count out victory or a disqualification victory. I beat the champion straight up, in the middle of the ring, 1, 2, 3.

Guess what? The Sensation is alive and well again.

That one victory, that one win erases in my mind the last six months of failure. It doesn’t seem like it would, but with as dominant as the champion has been and as much of a losing streak as I’ve been on…this was even bigger than that time I beat Brent Randall to snap my first major losing streak.

Looks like I haven’t fallen to obscurity just yet, huh?

Anyway…

Under Attack…this night holds many memories in my heart as an event that is designed to change the course of SCW history.

To make it even more special, it’s almost seven years to the day that I signed my first SCW contract. I was just 17 years old when I agreed to take part in this business and I admit, at the time it was a little risky to do that. Fortunately, that was before SCW had begun to travel and I didn’t need to be 18 to professionally wrestle.

And I should’ve known from the very beginning that I was going to be something special or at least seen as a viable threat by everyone I crossed paths with. I mean I was thrown off the stage by the Deadly Assassins, thrown through a shower wall by the Mercenaries, brutally attacked six on one by the Unholy Alliance, faced every member of the New Blood Rebellion and was thought to have been made Greaternity’s bitch.

And through it all, I still stand here having won nine SCW titles and looking to make it to double digits this Sunday.

At this event, I’ve retained and won championships, including last year when Jake Starr and I teamed together for the first time ever and dethroned Dark Fantasy to win the Tag Team gold. For the first time in six years with the company, I had become a Tag Team Champion.

I put my life on the line in a match against my best friend a few years ago to retain my United States Championship. Who will ever forget David Swartz and I climbing to the top of a steel cage with a ladder on top of it and me driving Dave down with the Cherry Pit through tables from 25 feet up?

I still don’t think I have that image out of my head.

But this time around, it’s a different story. I’m in a different position in life. Those times were proud moments that I have had and I will remember them for a long time. I have a chance to make history and become one of only four men who have ever held every championship available to them.

Jay Gold was the first man to achieve this goal by defeating Jason Zero and myself in a triple threat…only two men can be in the ring at the same time match…in what we all thought was for the SCW World Championship. That match was my only Underground Championship match to date.

Christian Savior was the second to accomplish this, defeating Shilo Valiant to win the United States Championship and cementing his legacy as one of the best of all time. Savior was also one of the few people who held three championships at one time. Can’t say that I’ve done that in my career…

And then last year around this same time, and I can’t believe I’m going to say this, but Dillusion defeated Jake Starr to complete his Supreme Championship, winning the Underground Title from my partner in crime. This was also shortly after Jake and I won the Tag Team Championships and Dillusion survived the Death Chamber.

So to add my name right under that short list, I have to persevere through three of the toughest Underground competitors…well, competitors in general that this company has seen in a long time: Thomas “Thorn” Valentine, the former Underground Champion Nicole “Ducky” Kinneck and the new Underground Champ Brittany Lohan.

It all comes full circle, doesn’t it? The first championship I ever won in this business was in a four-way match six years ago at Rise to Greatness defeating Nate Lawson, Desperado and Josh Hudson to become United States Champion. Now, the championship that will complete my collection is being defended in the same type of match.

Through all of this excitement about challenging for the Underground Championship and redefining this division…not like David Miller, Reckless and the Real Speed, but redefining what an Underground Champion can be…there’s still one more thing I have to do before that.

It’s one of those things that I’d kill to forget.

I have not been looking forward to this at all…

I mean, in some ways, it’ll be nice to be done with Ashley for good, but in the same breath, I married her. I had a child with her. It’s not something that I can just up and be done with, you know? I can say all that I want that I want nothing to do with her and she is humiliating to be around or something to that effect…but obviously the emotional attachment will never go away.

We will forever be connected through our son, Shane. The child custody thing was supposed to happen a couple weeks ago but was postponed because neither of us could make the proceedings. It’s been postponed until after the divorce.

Of course, I have no idea what to expect from Ashley. I thought I knew her and up until a few months ago, I did.

I just wonder what else she’s been hiding from me.

If I find out that Shane isn’t mine, because who the hell knows with her…I think I’m going to lose my mind.

But I had to find out…whether it meant taking a trip to the Maury Povich show or actually doing it the civil way…I needed to know. Until then, I had to get ready for whatever was in store for me.

I had never been divorced before…hell, I had never been in a courtroom except for a mock trial trip in high school…that’s where I found out I was not a fan of law. But this was not a mock trial…this was the real deal. In fact, this was more real than anything I’ve ever done in my life. It sounds cliché, but the most real things that you do in life are at the biggest extremes. Getting married, having a child…been there done that.

Getting a divorce…it’s heart-wrenching, no matter how consensual the idea is.

I stood in my hotel room, getting dressed up in one of my suits…preparing for the end of one of the biggest commitments I have ever made in my life.

As I was starting to tie my tie, I heard a knock on the door.


Cherry: It’s o…crap, it doesn’t open from the outside.

I opened the door and saw that Jack and Eddie were standing there in suits. I smirked as I let them into my hotel room.

Cherry: Welcome to my humble abode, my legal counsel.

Jack: We’re not your legal counsel, we’re here to support you.

Cherry: And Ashley, too, right?

Jack: Greg, you know we can’t take sides.

Cherry: Yeah, I understand. You’re friends with both of us. Never mind how she screwed me over…

Jack: Listen, regardless of who screwed who over…

Cherry: Don’t even try to defend her actions.

Jack: I’m not defending anybody’s actions right, wrong or indifferent. I’m here to find out what happens to two of my good friends.

After Jack said that, I went back to the mirror to put my tie on. I then started to smirk and then started chuckling.

Jack: What’s so funny?

Cherry: I just want this to be over so I can go to Under Attack and kick some ass.

Eddie: You normally are okay with kicking ass, but why are you laughing?

Cherry: I’m laughing? Am I? Or are you just thinking that I am? (laughs)

Eddie: What the hell is wrong with you?

Cherry: I don’t know…the thought of my wife leaving me, taking my kid too…then willingly going into a match where I’m guaranteed to walk out of there bruised, battered and possibly bloodied…it’s all part of my dream weekend, don’t you know? I have to be insane.

Jack: You’re starting to freak me out now, Greg.

Cherry: Hahahahahaha!

I laughed out loud as Jack walked over to me and smacked me across the face. I stopped, grabbed my face and then looked back at Jack.

Cherry: Thank you…

Jack: What the hell was that?

Cherry: Jack, I’m telling you, I think there’s something wrong with me.

Jack: We figured that much…

Cherry: No, I meant…(sigh) I meant that I think this whole Underground Title chasing is getting to me. I’m starting to become numb to everything else around me.

Jack: That’s not necessarily a good thing. I mean, having the ability to block out emotion is good in some cases, but to completely immune to any sort of feeling is not only dangerous, but it’ll completely screw your chances of getting anything positive out of this whole divorce.

Cherry: Because there is anything positive to take away? Listen to yourself. And you thought that I was the crazy one.

Jack: Greg, what do you want out of this?

Cherry: I want this to be over.

Jack: Is that what you really want?

Cherry: Why don’t you tell me since I’m obviously not in the right frame of mind, Jack? What do I want?

Jack: I’m pretty sure you just want to stop the pain. I mean, speaking from experience of bad relationships, when it’s all over, all you want to do is move on. That’s easy in some cases, but with the fact that you were married and have a kid together…possibly two, it makes it all the more difficult to…

Cherry: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Stop. What do you mean, possibly two? Shane’s mine for sure…

Jack: Ashley never told you, did she?

Cherry: The only thing Ashley has told me in the last few months is, and I’m paraphrasing, “Fuck off.”

Jack: She never said that, did she?

Cherry: Even if she didn’t, it had that subtle tone. What are you talking about, Jack?

Jack: Ashley is pregnant…but she’s not as far along as you think. There’s a good possibility that if you had sex with her right around, oh…that show in Britain…

Cherry: Anarchy in the UK?

Jack: Yeah, that one. If you had sex with your wife around then, then there is a good chance that the baby she has might be yours also. Did you?

Cherry: Well yeah, I mean after not seeing her for months, I wanted to reconnect with her.

Jack: So she may just be lying through her teeth. She may know that the baby she has is yours and not Nick’s like she originally thought…or probably still thinks.

Cherry: So now what am I supposed to do? And actually…back up. How do you know all this?

Jack: Ashley told me.

Cherry: That’s nice. She tells you, but not her own husband. I see how I rank.

Jack: What would it mean to you if I told you that Ashley was just as mentally unstable as you right now?

Cherry: I’d have a hard time believing that.

Eddie: We believe it, Greg.

Cherry: I’m sure you do. What other bullshit lines has she fed you? Did she send you here hoping to break me down before we begin our little divorce process?

Jack: We weren’t sent here by anybody. We came here because we want to help you out. We want to help Ashley out. Forgive us if we don’t want to see our two best friends destroyed in one process.

Cherry: There’s nothing you can do about it now, Jack. It’s almost a waste of time for you to stand there and convince me that Ashley doesn’t want to go through with this. She’s the one that sent me the papers. She’s the one who told me that she cheated on me with that lower than scum bastard Nick Matthews…and now you’re telling me that it’s all a hoax or that she’s changed her ways all of a sudden?

I’m a betting man and even I wouldn’t take that bet.


Ashley: Sure…now you wouldn’t take a bet.

I stared at the woman who was soon to be my ex-wife. I didn’t feel hate. I didn’t feel anger. I didn’t feel anything really. I just waited for Jack and Eddie to say that they set me up and that they were behind all of this too. The way my luck has been going as of late…

Jack: Greg, we talked Ashley into coming here so that you two could talk this thing out. Eddie and I don’t want to see the two of you split up because of this. I mean, this has been boiling for nearly a year now about the bet and it’s something that both of you…

Ashley glared at Jack for a second and Jack looked her right back in the eye.

Jack: Yes, you too Ashley…you both need to move past it. If you two are going to be stuck on something that happened a long time ago, then you obviously need more help than Eddie and I can provide for free.

Now I know that you both have lawyers lined up to take care of this whole thing, and perhaps you’ll lose money either way if you decided that you don’t want to really do this…but you have to understand something…


Cherry: Jack, are you just trying to bail me out of another bad situation? I mean, you just randomly pop out of nowhere announced, magically find my hotel room and are here to calm me down. You’re like a stalkerish guardian angel.

Jack: I’m not here to bail you out. I’m here to save you. I’m here to save Ashley. I’m here to save the Cherry Pit Crew from falling apart at the seams. The CPC goes long beyond a four-person unit in SCW. We are the best of friends and if what I believe is one of the strongest unions in all of marriage falls apart, then there is no hope for the rest of us.

Cherry: Do you think that it’s going to work?

Jack: At worst, I want it to end with you two being civil towards one another. The fact that you two went from a year ago being incredibly happy to now being as miserable as you possibly could be…if you split, I want it to be amicable.

Cherry: So in essence, what you’re telling me is that even if things between us end, as long as neither one of us kills the other, you’re good?

Jack: I guess you could put it that way.

Cherry: Okay, fine. So what do you want us to do?

Jack: I want the two of you to come to the conference room that they have in the hotel. We reserved it for a couple hours.

Cherry: Jack, come on.

Jack: I already paid for it so you don’t have a choice.

I rolled my eyes as he continued.

Jack: Eddie and I will act as your moderators and essentially, your marriage counselors to see if you really want to go through with this. If at the end of our session, both of you are still willing to go through with the divorce…then we just need to let it happen. However, I refuse to let you both leave each other on such bad terms like you are right now.

Neither one of you is completely clean in this whole situation. We’re not taking sides. We’re not rooting for one person over another. This is completely unbiased and analytical what we’re doing here. Okay?


Cherry: For being a personal trainer, you sure act like you know a lot about what humans think.

Jack: I minored in Psychology. It actually fit in with most of the courses I was taking anyway.

Cherry: Fine…but I want you to answer me this.

Jack: What’s that?

Cherry: How the hell am I supposed to get ready for my championship match on Sunday if I’m too busy doing this bullshit?

Jack: You call saving your marriage bullshit?

Cherry: If it doesn’t work, then this whole setup that you have is bullshit.

Jack: You don’t trust me?

Cherry: Don’t do that to me…

Jack: I’m serious. I mean I’ve gotten you ready for some of the biggest moments in your life. I got you ready for your first championship match a few years back. I got you ready for the battle royal that you won in your hometown. If you absolutely are desperate to have me help you for this championship match, I can. It won’t be the best training session that we have, but I don’t have a lot to work with either.

My point is that I know you a lot better than you think…dare I say better than you know yourself.


That makes two of us.

Cherry: Shut up.

Jack: Excuse me?

Cherry: I wasn’t talking to you.

Jack: I’m the only one that said anything.

Cherry: No you weren’t.

Jack: Greg…you need help. I mean…serious help. Eddie and Ashley both only heard me talk, but you heard someone else?

Oh this is fun. I’m going to drive you completely mad.

Cherry: This is between us. You stay out of it.

Jack: Stay out of what?

Cherry: I wasn’t talking to you!

Jack: Who the hell were you talking to?!?

Eddie: Greg…nobody else said anything.

Cherry: Nothing…never mind.

Jack: This is not okay.

This is perfectly okay. This is what you need. Your friends need to see you for who you are.

Cherry: I thought I told you to shut up!

Jack: Who?!?

Cherry: My conscience, Jack. He’s being a bastard!

Yes, I’m such a bastard for trying to help you in your life. Sue me. I’m you’re your best friend is quite the expert in solving your problems.

Cherry: He’s even talking shit about you, Jack. Do you hear that?

Jack: I don’t hear anything except you going completely psycho on us. Eddie, can you take Greg down to the conference room? I think he needs a minute. Plus, I need a minute with Ashley to ask her a couple things.

See, this is why you should listen to me more often.

Cherry: Would you quit berating me and say something positive about me for once? I’m fucking sick of you.

Jack: Eddie…now.

Eddie led me out of my hotel room as I tried to resist a little, but eventually just gave in and walked down myself. Jack and Ashley remained back in the hotel room as Jack sat down on the bed and rubbed his chin.

Ashley: I don’t think this is going to work, Jack. He seems like he’s completely lost it.

Jack: I’m not sure I can explain this one. I mean, I want this thing to work between you two but this might become more of a safety concern for you and Shane if he’s not completely mentally there. I thought he had a good head on his shoulders but he’s acting really strangely…even for him.

Ashley: It worries me. I don’t want him to snap and hurt me and his son because of some fit of rage.

Jack: So you never did fully tell me…what all happened with you and Nick?

Ashley: There isn’t much to tell.

Jack: Ashley, Greg told me that you and him formulated a plan to emotionally kill him. He said that you and Nick slept together and he got you pregnant. I mean, how is there not that much to tell?

Ashley: (sigh) Okay, do you want to know the truth?

Jack: I want to know everything, especially since Greg isn’t here. I think he has it set in his mind that you want nothing to do with him.

Ashley: Okay, here goes.

After the bet, I was extremely frustrated with Greg. The fact that he had made that and left us home alone especially on Christmas day just ate away at me. I made the “no contact” rule so that was my own fault. He did hold true to it though and then I met up with Nick…who had come to my house and told me who he was.

He told me that he knew everything that had happened to us and here I am thinking, why would Greg tell this stranger his entire life story? That’s just begging for trouble. I come to find out that Greg got drunk at a casino and this guy took him in. That was nice of him, but it was a little suspicious.

Anyway, he came to me and told me that he found out where I lived because he was a kleptomaniac and he had stolen credit cards and debit cards out of Greg’s wallet.


Jack: The more you talk about him, the more of a piece of trash he sounds like. What did you possibly see in him?

Ashley: Let me finish. He did do all those horrible things but he treated me well and he comforted me because I didn’t have anyone else at home to help me raise our son. And yes, one night I did sleep with him and I regret it.

Jack: So why put on the act that you meant to do it just to screw with him?

Ashley: I wasn’t on my medication. Nick actually withheld my medication from me so that I would burst out into fits of anger more and more often. I told you I had bipolar disorder right?

Jack: I believe that was brought up at least once, yes.

Ashley: Without those medications, not only could I not control my mood, but my rationale of thinking completely disappeared. Nick knew about my meds and he took them away from me so that he could use me as his pawn in his little game. I don’t know exactly what he was thinking, but I followed his lead for months.

I do feel really bad about it.


Jack: So you weren’t drugged into doing any of this?

Ashley: No, ironically, the drugs would’ve made my vision clearer. And…you know, I can’t take away the fact that I did cheat on Greg with Nick but it’s one of the biggest regrets that I’ve ever had in my life.

Jack: So how do you want to tell him that? I mean, he’s thinking right now that he’s going to get divorced by someone who used him, cheated on him and then rubbed it in his face…

Ashley: That’s why I called you guys up here. He’s too angry at me that he’ll just think I’m a compulsive liar. If you go find someplace to do a lie detector, I’ll take one.

Jack: There’s always the Maury Povich show.

Ashley: …Really?

Jack: I’m being serious. There’s also Steve Wilkos, that new guy from Britain, Jeremy Kyle…

Ashley: Do you think that I want to air this out on television?

Jack: What would be different about that? All your dirty laundry, including the bet, were aired out on worldwide television in the last year.

Ashley: …

Jack: Besides, the television show would be paying for this to be done rather than you or Greg having to fund it yourselves.

Ashley: We don’t have enough time or money to fly back to the States for this now.

Jack: I’ll set it up for after the Pay Per View. That way, you two don’t have to go through this whole process and we can find out whether or not you’re telling the truth.

Ashley: You believe me, don’t you?

Jack: …(sighs)

Ashley: Jack, come on.

Jack: I don’t want to say that I unconditionally believe every word you say. That’s not up for me to decide, but I don’t think you would lie about something like this. If you did…then I really don’t know you as well as I thought.

Ashley: Should we go down? I’m sure Greg and Eddie are waiting for us.

Jack: Probably…I think I may need a one on one with him too. Maybe one on two if he’s hearing a voice in his head.

Ashley: That worries me.

Jack: We’ll figure it out. Let’s get down there before he goes completely insane.

Eddie had led me down to a conference room where we both sat and waited for Jack and Ashley. I didn’t want to do this. It was already hard enough knowing that the love of my life…or who I thought it was, would be sitting across from me filling out paperwork to dissolve our marriage.

Not exactly the easiest thing I’ve ever done in my life…

And it’s almost like she knew that I was going to be having one of the biggest matches of my career this Sunday at Under Attack. I had the chance to become a Supreme Champion by winning the Underground Championship and she was trying to shift my focus from that incredible feat.

I won’t let her get to me though.

No matter what happens, I will make it through this and come Sunday night, I will walk out as Underground Champion.

That’s what you think.


Cherry: Don’t you fucking start with me…

Eddie: I didn’t do anything.

Cherry: I wasn’t…ugh, forget it.

And…scene.
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Since reading Shilo's rant over the internet, it had seemed that Nicole had found light in the darkness. She could relate to his anger and the way those in SCW were using and abusing him. Of course some of his views applied to her differently but none the less, they applied and she connected. Nicole found strength in his words and that was enough to get her eating and training again. She was determined....and alive. That's all that mattered at this point.

Nicole barged into Wallace's room, half startling him as he cleaned out his closet.

Nicole: Wallace! I had epiphany!

Wallace quirked a brow as he continued to pull shirts off their hangers and toss them on the bed.

Wallace: Sexually?

Nicole: Huh?

Wallace: You had Epiphany, right? Dillusion's woman?

Nicole: Oh. Yeah, I guess...

Nicole scratched her head for a moment puzzled as Wallace stopped and stared at her, clenching and unclenching his fist.

Nicole: Wait. No...not sexually. I just had epiphany. That's all.

Wallace: Well how else could you have her?

Nicole: I don't know? But Shilo-

Wallace: SHILO TOO?!

Nicole: Huh?! Wallace you're not listening!!!

Wallace angerly snatched a box out of his closet and chucked it across the room.

Wallace: FUCK! I can understand that you're pissed about me leaving, that you're upset and depressed about every other fucking thing and that you lost your fucking title but COME ON! Cheating on me with Dillusion's woman AND SHILO?! Real fucking low Nic! I could handle the other shit but this?! Shilo?! REALLY?! What's next?! You gonna tell me that Marina video taped it?!

Nicole's eyes went wide with confusion.

Nicole: What the hell are you talking about Wallace?! I never slept with them!!! I was reading Shilo's promo and it all makes sense! Like POW! It smacked me in the face and I'm ready to get my title back!

The vein in Wallace's neck pulsed as he wiped his hand down his face, frustrated.

Wallace: Epiphany. You had AN epiphany. Goddamnit Nic. You scared me half to death with that shit! Say it right next time!

Wallace shook his head and let out a long exhale before turning back to the closet.

Nicole: Sorry....and I'm sorry for how I've been acting lately. I really am. I was just trying to tell you that the things Shilo was saying, made me see things differently and I'm ready to get back in the game. I really think that.........that....

Nicole tilted her head as she looked into Wallace's closet, her eye catching on what looked like a deflated leg sticking out of a box.

Nicole: Wallace....? What is that?

Nicole pointed to the leg as Wallace followed with his eyes. His face suddenly grew pale as he quickly reached down and flipped the leg back into the box.

Wallace: Nothing. Uh...just something my doctor- NIC! NOOOO!

Wallace tried to push Nicole back as she went for the box but it was too late. Nicole held the inflatable doll in her hand as she went through emotions of confusion, sadness, then anger. She held the doll out as she yelled, snatching it away each time Wallace tried to grab it.

Nicole: ARE YOU CHEATING ON ME WITH HER?! YOU WANNA GET ON ME FOR A MISUNDERSTANDING AND ALL ALONG YOU'RE SCREWING THIS CHICK?!

Wallace: Nic, calm down! When I started falling for you, my doctor-

Nicole: You been fucking her since we got together?! YOU KNOCKED HER UP DIDN'T YOU?! You can't see it now but I bet when you blow her up her stomach looks like it's gonna pop! YOU ASSHOLE! FUCKER! FUCK YOU TOO BITCH! You KNEW he was my man but you fucked him behind my back and hid in the closet! YOU CAN'T HAVE HIS BABIES!

Nicole slapped the inflatable doll against the wall and started throwing punches into the doll's stomach as she cursed. Wallace grabbed Nicole by the elbow to stop her from hurting herself but Nicole spun around and smacked him with the doll.

Nicole: YOU BETTER HOPE SHE DON'T COME AFTER YOU FOR CHILD SUPPORT! She'll suck you dry and when we get married she'll suck me dry too! Fucking SUCCUBUS!

Wallace: My doctor gave it to me damnit! He thought it would help me out with showing my affection towards you! I never even fucking used it! ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?!

It was highly unlikely, as Nicole was busy pounding away at the cheap plastic doll, yelling and cursing.

Nicole: YOU USING MY MAN TO GET CHILD SUPPORT WHILE YOU SIT ON YOUR LAZY ASS WITH A BEER IN YOUR CUP HOLDER AND LOSING THE REMOTE IN YOUR FOLDS?! HUH?! You fucking home wrecker! ARE YOU?! YOU CAN'T HAVE HIM BITCH!!!

Nicole grabbed the doll by the neck and began to strangle it while heading towards the door.

Wallace: Where are you going?!

Nicole: I'm gonna tourture her DEAD! If you're gonna have any babies, it's gonna be with ME! Not this ugly bitch!

With that, Nicole slammed the door shut behind her, leaving Wallace to make sense of what just happened.

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Back in her room, Nicole threw the doll down on the floor and stomped the piss out of it before angerly pacing her room.

Nicole: Shilo is right. We give and give only to recieve nothing! I gave EVERYTHING to The Rejected and they pay me back by bailing on me! They couldn't even stick around and defend me as I defended them! I would have given my LIFE for them! I LOVED them! But they took me for granted! FOR WHAT?! I took them to the top but that wasn't good enough was it?! I did my part in the family! I got a fucking title didn't I?! We were supposed to dominate all of the divisions and be heard! But fail after fail, bail after bail, it was only me who stood tall with a title in hand! Goddamnit! I love Wallace with all my heart and that will never change, but he kinda bailed on me too! And-this-fucking-mother-fucking- AAAAAARRRRGGGGG!

Nicole stomped on the inflatable doll's face a few times before returning to her arm flailing pacing.

Nicole: I give...and give.....and it may not be perfect but I give everything! I'm fucking loyal...I'm dedicated! I'm loyal to those I love, to SCW, but do I get anything in return?! NO! Because most of the ones I loved did nothing to help ME get to the top...but I sure as hell carried THEM didn't I?! They never asked me to help them, and I never asked THEM for help! We were family....IT'S WHAT YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO DO! Even my parents bailed on me! They left this fucking world without telling me how it REALLY is! They left me thinking that the world was so goddamn warm and fuzzy! But that was before they were murdered in cold blood wasn't it?! That was before my life went to hell and my eyes opened to a whole new twisted world where killing was ok and raping and beating was an everyday thing! I HATE THEM!!! I FUCKING HATE THEM FOR MISLEADING ME- FOR FUCKING LEAVING ME UNPROTECTED IN SUCH A CRUEL WORLD!!!

Nicole bent and gave a gut wrenching scream before slamming her fist repeatedly into the wall, clearly losing it.

Nicole: SCW, FUCK YOU! I gave them what they wanted! I gave them my dedication, jumped through their hoops- I was there for every show and every fucking one of my matches! When they told me it was costing too much to supply me with eight thousand pounds of Skittles each week, what did I do? WHAT DID I DO?! I agreed to cut it down to two thousand! Not good enough! So I cut it to four hundred pounds and added in six pounds for Sasha- even though it was KILLING me to make that kind of cut! Do they have any fucking clue how many Skittles I consume thoughout the week?! I practically LIVE off of them until I vomit from all the sugar! I took beatings and blackmail from Katelyn Buehler! She harrassed me and dug into my personal life! She took the only picture I had left of my parents and sister and waved it around, forcing me to give promos that worshiped her! She took my dead sister's teddy bear and cut it to pieces- then mailed it to me piece by piece! She took a fucking sledge hammer and destroyed my family's gravestone!!! DID SCW INTERVENE?! DID THEY DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT?! FUCK NO! IT WAS ENTERTAINMENT RIGHT?! No matter how sick and fucked up it was, it made the fans sit at the edge of their seats right?! So I had to fight back, fight for the little bit of my old life Katelyn controlled. SO FUCK YOU! I've been through hell and back before SCW and DURING! I worked my ass off to learn wrestling moves since joining and I've won match after match after match but how many title shots was I awarded?! TWO! Out of an entire year of being nearly undefeated, I've only gotten TWO chances at titles until now. This makes three! Women's and Underground. But here you are...giving the undeserving and those who aren't even IN that division title shots! WHAT THE FUCK SCW?! .....What. The. Fuck.

Nicole kicked at the inflatable doll on the floor and muttered down to it.

Nicole: This is all your fault. You and your stupid "O" face. Fuck you too.

She let out a long exhale, then inhaled deeply as she closed her eyes. She needed to calm down. Her name was Nicole. Nicole, not Pro. Only Pro would act this way. Nicole was losing her mind and either she was taking over the emotions of Pro, or Pro was still around, just unseen. Finally calm and back into her normal state, Nicole plopped down on her bottom bunk and glanced at the phone. She had a big match ahead, a new view, and needed advice. Her eyes darted about her room, trying to remember where "Ducky" placed her secret list of phone numbers...phone numbers that she had stolen without the consent of the individuals. Her eyes sparkling and smile forming, she hopped up and ran across her room to the dresser. Sliding the top drawer open, she began tossing clothes, cds, knives, and a small Teletubby toy over her shoulder until she reached the bottom. Attatched to the dark wood by a piece of chewed up bubble gum, was the list of wrestlers and their phone numbers. She carefully plucked the paper off the gum and grabbed her phone before going through the list.

Nicole: Vampira...wow, that's an old number. Stacy Kissinger.......Blake Mason....Lucas Knight...CHBK....Syren.... ugh, I know he's in here..... Rachel Foxx.... Gigi Steward.....David Helms..... AHAAAA! SHILO!

She dialed the number into her phone and with a nervous inhale, she called.

[Ring......Ring.......Ri-]

Marina: Hello?

Nicole: Uh.....Marina??? Is...uh...Shilo there?

Marina: Who is this?

Nicole: Um. BANANA! Shit!

[Click]

Nicole quickly snapped the phone shut and face palmed herself.

Nicole: Banana?! What the fuck was I thinking?! BANANA?! Whaaat is going on with me? Jeez.

After composing herself, Nicole called again.

[Ring.....Ring-]

Marina: Hello?

Nicole: Hi....uh....is Shilo there?

Marina: Didn't you just call.....Ms. Banaaaaana?

Nicole could practically hear the eye roll as Marina mocked the retarded name given in the last call.

Nicole: ......no.

Marina: I think you did. It's right here in the caller ID.

Nicole: I didn't!

Marina: How'd you get this number?

Nicole: ......nothing.

Marina: What? Stop calling here. I don't have time for prank calls.

[Click]

Nicole: Hello?

Nicole looked at her phone and realized Marina had hung up on her, then sighed.

Nicole: Damnit!

Nicole called again.

[Ring-]

Marina: I thought I told you to stop calling!

Nicole: I need to talk to Shilo! ......Pleasedonthangup!

Marina: Who IS this?!

Nicole: Nicooooole.

Marina: ...........

Nicole: *ahem* Uh. Nicole Kinneck. Uh...Ducky. Ya know, I'm in SCW with y-

Marina: Yeah, yeah I got that. Not too great with your phone skills huh? Hold on while I get him. Try not to eat the phone while your waiting.

Nicole nodded.

Nicole: Okay.

She smiled and bounced on the bed a little bit, happy she would finally get to talk to the one person who made sense lately. She could hear a distant mumbling on the other line, perhaps Marina explaining to Shilo who was on the phone, or maybe even making fun of the entire phone conversation. Suddenly, Nicole heard a more distinct voice, practically shouting in her head.

Ducky: GET WHO?! Who are we talking to?! Is it a surprize? I LOVE surprizes!

Nicole sat up straight, eyes wide. Was that just? Could it be?

Nicole: Ducky?! You're alive!!!

There was rustling on the other line, then a voice as Nicole struggled to stay in control while Ducky tried to push herself out.

Shilo: You wanted to speak, Duck?

Nicole: OMG IS THAT SHILO?! I LOVE Shilo!!! You got anymore of that blue stuff?! It was SOOOOO- Fuck!!

[Click]

Whelp. That didn't go as planned.

Nicole: Damnit, damnit, damnit! DUCKY!!!

Ducky: What? What I do? Aren't ya glad to see me? Why were we talking to Shilo? How long was I gone? Did Shilo answer my question? I LOVE that blue stuff he's got! We should buy a super soaker and fill it with that stuff! You think he'll sell us some? Is that why we were talking to him? How much is he asking for? I could make a trade if we don't have enough money! Skittles for blue stuff. How could he resist Skittles? Everyone likes Skittles! He should, cause then he can taste the rainbow instead of just blue, blue by itself is kinda boring but you mix it with other colors and it's almost as fun as glitter!

Nicole: I thought you were dead! I saw Lunatic kill you and Pro....what...what the heck happened???

Ducky: Oh right. Well me and Pro woke up in some dungeon and it was super scary. BUT, since we were still in the whole dream thingy, I cheered it up a bit and was able to make sparkly butterflys fly around. Pro just wanted to choke Lunatic but we couldn't find her. Guess she was up here with you. So um like, we had to follow this maze thing to get back....and every once in a while we could hear everything that was going on and could sometimes even talk-

Nicole: YOU! YOU'RE the one that made me say banana earlier! Ugh! I should have known!

Ducky: Yup. I like bananas. And Pro said you're finally getting some balls but she still wants to run the show. I don't know Nicoley....I don't think balls would look too cute on us. I don't want to be mean either. Look at Pro. She's mean and no one likes her. She kicked me and shoved my head in a pile of llama poop on the way back.

Nicole: Where IS Pro?

Ducky: Said she was gonna find Lunatic and, "Choke a bitch out" or something. She's super mad.

Nicole: Oh ok. Well-

Just then, Nicole's phone begain to ring. Nicole looked down at her phone and slightly panicked.

Nicole: Ducky, Shilo is calling back! Please, PLEASE don't interrupt this time!

Ducky: Okayyyyy. Don't forget to ask him about the blue stuff!

Nicole: SHHHH!

Nicole flipped the phone open and answered it.

Nicole: I LOVE SHILOOOOO'S BLUE STUFF!!! Damnit! Ignore that! Hi.

Shilo: Uhh...ok...hi. You called me? How did you even get this number?

Nicole: Ducky stole- I mean....uh. I found it. Sorry. I was just calling-

Shilo: You hung up on me...

Nicole: I know and I'm sorry. I uh...umm...-TELL HIM YOU DROPPED THE PHONE IN THE TOILET!!! Shhhh! Damnit! Yeah.... I um...just wanted to say that I read one of your promos online and-

Shilo: Wow... Well, don't try and get me to change my mind Nicole. Or shall I call you Ducky? I know what I said might upset alot of people but I'm done being a puppet and-

Nicole: No! That's not why I'm calling! I totally agree with you! What you said.....it made me think, like REALLY think and you know what? I'm tired too. It's not fair the way they've been treating you, and me.

Shilo: Really...?

Nicole: Yeah, I mean, just like you, I give and give just for people to push me aside and ignore me. I've been passed over just so undeserving people can get title shots! And like, are fans cheering for me or cheering against me? I can't tell anymore! It's unfair Shilo. You deserve to be noticed in SCW but they're casting you aside. I've fought against you and you're one of the best I've ever faced! Your promo brought me back to life....it saved me. You showed me a new path, a new view on this company and everything with it. I don't want to be a puppet anymore either! They have Cherry in this Underground match but what did he do to to even get the shot?! He's not even in this division!

Shilo: Yeah, I noticed that. They don't care anymore Duck. They'll let anyone who whines and pisses themselves into any match they want it seems. It's disgusting. People are fickle. Their views change with whoever is in charge...and what happened? Look around.

Nicole: Well you fought Cherry before, right? Any advice?

Shilo: I've fought all of them. Cherry just wants the title to be a Supreme Champion. He doesn't really WANT the Underground Title. He just wants to use it to give him a career boost. He whined his way into the match because without it, he's nothing. He wants the spotlight it comes with. Fact is, Cherry don't belong there and you need to show him WHY. Thorn is just as bad. Just like Cherry, he's only doing it to get somewhere with his career. Only difference between the two is that Thorn is actually in the division.

Nicole: Thorn said outside the ring he could be my friend...

Shilo: He's lying. Think about it. A nice guy like Thorn uses that to throw you off your game. If he's your friend, you wouldn't want to hurt him right? Don't fall for all the nice things he's got to say. When it comes time, Thorn will rip you apart if you let him, even if he claims to be a friend.

Nicole: Maybe that's why Syren turned on me...I thought she was so nice...

Shilo: Well.... you DID spit in her face....aaaand attack her after asking for a hug. The whole world kinda saw that.

Nicole: Oh. Well. I wasn't exactly myself...

Shilo: I know. But anyways, Brittany took your title away right? She looks determined in what she wants but she's really in panic mode. I'm not saying she doesn't want it, but she's desperate to keep her career alive. Loss after loss and she jolts after something that will keep her afloat. Now that she's got it, she might get a little cocky. She'll bathe in the attention she's getting and rub it in your face but that doesn't mean she's bullet proof. She's more likely to miss a step now, than later on down the road. You need to take that opportunity to slip in and take her out.

Nicole: Yeah but.....well, they all have their reasons to go after the title.... But what's mine? I don't even have a purpose anymore....everyone's left me.

Shilo: Look Duck, you're better than your opponents. I know you've been having a tough time lately but you don't need anyone else. Do it for yourself! Go out there and take back what's YOURS. YOU are the one who will be in that ring fighting.....so why should anyone else take credit for your accomplishments? You've worked so hard for that title and you deserve it. What better purpose is there?

Nicole: You know, you're right. I mean....I feel good when I use my wins to defend those I love but...

Shilo: Do it for yourself Duck. Not to please Wallace, not to please Dillusion, not to please me, and not to please the people. Please yourself. .......NOOOT like that, but ya know, by winning stuff.

Nicole: Alright. Yeah, I can do this. Thanks Shilo!

Shilo: No problem.

Nicole: Oh, Shilo...

Shilo: Yeah?

Nicole: We would have dethroned Dark Fantasy....if it weren't for Winters, ya know.

Shilo: Yeah, I know..... I'll see you at the PPV Duck.

Nicole: Alright. Bye!

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Ducky: WAAAAIIIITTTTTTT NICOLEY YOU FORGOT TO ASK HIM ABOUT THE BLUE STUFF!!!



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Holy hell! I'm back in the game- and that's exactly what I'm going to raise. HELL! See, someone I recently talked to really opened my eyes ya know? Like POW! Slammed the book of open eye-ness into my face and made me see the world and this company in a whole new light! It's all starting to make sense now. The bookings of undeserved wrestlers in title matches, giving the spotlight to those who whine instead of the ones who actually DESERVE it.....it makes sense now. It's why Sasha booked me in a match with Kraven Blake right before going up against Hallucigen for the title. They throw obsticles in the paths of the hard workers....the ones who deserve to be here, while just HANDING easy title shots and matches to people who have barely shown their face! It's reDUCKulous! Ya like that? Made it up myself. I'm disappointed in this fucking company because I thought they were better than that...but mostly, I'm angry. I've dealt with some shit in my past and coming here, I thought I had escaped all of that. People watched and laughed as I was beaten in the mental hospital, among other things....but I come here and suddenly I'm living it all over again! What did SCW do when Katelyn Buehler personally attacked me? They laughed and called it entertainment! IS THAT WHAT IT'S COME TO?! Your fucking entertainment is watching a girl with a broken mind get tourmented and blackmailed?! You call it entertainment to watch some slut hold a picture of a deceased family over a girl's head and mock their death?! To break this girl's heart and relive the events all over again?! Well FUCK YOU! I took it into my own hands because no one would intervene and you know what? I DON'T FUCKING NEED YOU! You're corrupt and I've realized that I have to fend for myself with or without you by my side! I've had enough of your fucking abuse and am going to stand up, do things myself, MY WAY! No more worrying about what the fans think or what management or the roster thinks! I deserve MORE and I'm going to get it. I'm going to TAKE what's mine!

Lohan, you're nothing but a little puppet, don't you see? I'm laughing now because you think you actually deserved that title shot! SCW is just USING you as MY obsticle. You're nothing more. You're just like Kraven Blake.....a rotting log in my path that I'll smash though, then fling you into the darkness! Why do you think you have to defend it so soon, against THREE other people at that?! You were used as an upset, to get the crowd worked up. You're not meant to actually hold ON to the title. HA! That would just be reDUCKulous! I was so hung on the fact that you ran out on our first match, that I didn't even see these facts! It's amazing really, how SCW will use a person just to get an extra pop in the crowd. You need and want this title to boost your career? What career? Aww....is SCW making you think you have a real career here as well as giving false titles? Poor Britt. No. What you got is called a hobby. The career will start as soon as you WIN more than LOSE....and this PPV, you'll still be stuck with a silly hobby. You and your smug look will be smacked silent after I'm done with you. Remember, I beat you once before Britt, so you can stop the invincible act and start worrying now. I'm coming to take what is MINE! Don't pay attention to Thorn or Cherry because my eyes will be locked on you. You're my target Lohan, my prey. Cherry doesn't fucking belong here and you know it. He'll be ripped to shreds, and Thorn doesn't want this as bad as you or I....he has NO fucking idea. It's just me and you Britt. You got me last time but this time you're mine! I've been training and getting ready for our match. I know your moves and know what I did wrong the first time. My eyes will be wide open Britt. There's nothing you can do to hold on to that title so you need to say your goodbyes now. Kiss it good bye and prepare to be put to shame- by yours truly.

Wucha gonna do Britt?! Huh? HUH?! Come on, come on, come on, I'm READY! I swear on my fucking life, if you run away like you did when Infamous cast you out, I'll find you, and make you regret ever coming back! I'll break your fucking legs so you could never step foot in a fucking ring again! If you're going to hold that title, you better fucking BRING IT! You better give me all you got because if you don't, then you don't DESERVE to wrestle at all! HAhAHahA! You tried to be my friend on Twitter....encourage me and then you have the nerve to say we could have been friends?! Well look at Thorn! Suddenly he's wanting to be my friend too. Oh and what's this? Bloome wants in on the goody good friendship too??? What's going on here? REALLY, what's going on. Ooooooh ASHTON! Come out because I'm tired of being PUNKED! I've taken friends in and suddenly I was forced to wonder why all these people were betraying me! I wanted friends, I really did. I didn't care if I knew them for two minutes or longer, I took them in. I wanted to be loved, I wanted to be NORMAL! But I forgot to watch my back! I'm naive sometimes and I forgot to pick my friends wisely. I didn't realize that some people don't REALLY want to be your friend....they're LIARS! Liars who only want to see you get hurt. Liars that fake a friendship to hurt you. Is that what all of this is?! You guys see my weak point? You see me falling apart and use that chance to jump all over me?! HUH?! To wiggle your way in and cripple me to the point I just totally give up?! WELL NOW MY EYES ARE FUCKING OPEN!

Shilo has helped me see all of the corruption....all of the scandals. He's helped me see that Thorn's sincere gesture was nothing but a "front" a false offering. You don't really want me crying on your shoulder do you Thorn? YOU COULDN'T EVEN HANDLE THESE TEARS! You play mister nice guy but that's just a little gimmick isn't it? Just like Syren. So sweet and innocent....a goody two shoes who fights for the greater good. Dah dah DAH DAAAHHHH! Here comes Thornyman to save the day! Oh wait! NO! NOOOO! He's shooting thorns from his utility belt and throwing glitter in peoples faces! Oh noes! Thorns....glitter.....oh my goodiness! I can't tell if he's good or not! The glitter is....just......so....so....sparkly!- UNTIL YOU GET A FUCKING THORN IN YOUR GODDAMN EYE! Then the truth reveals itself doesn't it?! Well I've got a THORN in my eye and when I get done pulling it out, I'm going to grind it into ASH! Then I'm gonna stomp on the ASH and steal the ASH's bed! No more good night's sleep huh?! How's THAT for an ass kicking?! I might even steal the ASH's pillow and eat crumby and saucy foods over it. Stain it up real nice. Thornyman will cry because he has no more weapons to defeat me with. MUWAHAHA!

We've shared the ring once before Thornyman, do you remember? Back in February for the World Tag Team, Contendership Match. Did you pay much attention to me? Nooooo. But now you are? HAhAHahA! What changed Thorny? Did your career go to crap? Do you miss all of the attention? What's the REAL reason you wanted in this match? Is it because you actually do want the Underground Title? Because to my knowlege.....you forgot it even existed until I won it. OR, is it because of me? It is isn't it? You think if you beat me, people will gasp like they did with Lohan and say, "OH MUH GOSH! THORN BEAT THE ALMOST UNDEFEATABLE DUCKY! YAAAY PRAISE THORN! GET HIM ON THE COVER OF PLAYBOY!" HaHAhA! Oh why thank you Thornyman! I love you too! Not really. I love Wallace AND YOU CAN'T TAKE ME FROM HIM! ....Even though he impregnated Blow Job Betty the inflatable whore. I know he did....just need him to confess. Blow Job Betty won't talk even after trying to beat it out of her. SO....I'm using her as a cup holder. Her crotch is big enough. Anywho. You say you're going to give this match everything you got...but let me tell you Thorn. You're gonna have to do alot more than that! I'm going out there more determined than ever and this time, my purpose is clear. I'm taking back what's mine no matter WHO gets in the way. It's time I start taking things for MYSELF and no one else! You think I care about what my fans or anyone else think? You think I care if I seem selfish?! NO! I gave my EVERYTHING to this company, to the fans, to my matches, to my "friends" and "family"! I gave sweat, blood and tears but have recieved NOTHING but this Underground Title! I'm like a starving dog being thrown a bread crumb and that bread crumb is fucking GOLD! So fuck you Lohan, fuck you Thorn, fuck you Cherry. Get the hell out of my way because that gold is MINE! I'm bearing my teeth and WILL fucking bite if you get in my damn way!

CHERRY you little brown nosed gold digger! If you would please take the time to remove your face from Thorn's ass I would like to say a few things! I'm sure by now you know how Thornyman and Ms. Jungle Woman think about you but that's NOTHING compared to what I think! You disgust me Cherry, so much that it makes me want to vomit then scoop up the chunks and slime, then shove it back in my mouth. Chew and swallow. Numerous people have told you this and I'll tell you again: YOU DON'T FUCKING BELONG IN THIS DIVISION! The only reason you got a shot is because you whined and threw a fit like a child in the grocery store! SHAMEFUL! Where is the pride in that?! You grow the fuck up! Be a man and EARN that shot! How LONG exactly has your nose been shoved into Thorn's ass?! Can you not think for yourself? Can you not have your own goals??? Oh wait! YES. You goal....your shit filled goal dropping out of your pasty maggot ass is filled with the dreams and desire to once again be in the spotlight, am I right? You want to exist again? You really think getting a title that DOES NOT BELONG TO YOU OR EVEN APPLY TO YOU will accomplish that?! I was a new fucking face in the Underground. I beat the shit out of Hallucigen who, I bet is more vicious than you could EVER be! And did I get much spotlight?! NO! So what makes you think that winning this title will shine a sparkly light down on you, get your face on magazine covers, be top thread on the internet and boost your career?! IT WONT! If you win this thing- which you won't- the entire world will be screaming to get the new douche bag out of the division. They won't cheer you! They won't raise you in the air chanting, "CHER-RY-BOMB! CHER-RY-BOMB!" No! We'll have a stadium that reaks of puke and placentas!

I'm NOT sorry, but you're probably the dumbest person in SCW all together. Even the hillbilly father fucking Stacy Kissinger knows that if she want's to go for a title, YOU DON'T GO AFTER A DIFFERENT TITLE IN HOPES IT WOULD GET YOU IN THE DOOR FOR THE OTHER FUCKING TITLE! You want to be Supreme Champion, GO AFTER THE DAMN SUPREME CHAMPIONSHIP! Not step foot in someone elses division you fuck-tard! What the HELL is wrong with your brain?! Take in a deep breath. Now, if you still smell shit, you need to take about five steps back. Now, look at Thorn, appologize, wipe your nose off, then run in the other direction....far, FAR away! You just might wake up and realize where you are and what a FOOL you've been!

HA! You've been sucking for a while now....not sure if it was Thorn or just in your matches, but what the HELL makes you think you're ready for an Underground match?! Even if you were ranked SOMEWHERE in this division, you have NO idea what you're facing. Go ahead, act vicious and try to sound all scary like. That won't get you anywhere when you're staring into MY eyes! Your shit don't phase me and quite frankly, I don't think it even scares or intimidates Thorn or Lohan in the slightest. You're like a stupid puppy who thinks he can fight against the big dogs. Trust me Cherry...your bark is alot bigger than your bite; and even your barks are squeeky and lame. You don't belong here Cherry. This division is for people like me, Dillusion, Hallucigen, Rachel Foxx....hardcore mother fuckers. We go out of bounds, we cross that line that seperates the insane from the sane! We're violent and cruel with no remorse. What are you Cherry? What have you done to prove you belong here? Can you truly go Underground, pick up ANY random object and disfigure your opponent?! Can you take a piece of yarn and fuck someone up with it creativly WITHOUT using it to choke them?! CAN YOU?! I don't think you have the mental instability to survive in this division! How could you? Do you have the stamina and strength to go on while blood is pouring from your face? Would you be able to handle your nuts being stapled like Dillusion or taking a sledge hammer to the face?! Tell me Cherry, can you push yourself until you're nearly dead?! Because THAT'S who belongs in this division! Forget the glamor and magazine covers! When I'm done with you, your face will be so distorted that no one will even know who you are!

You're a joke Cherry. You think you're worthy, that you're one of us in this division. You're a little cockroach compared to the lions. You doing the pee-pee dance won't get you far in this division, you need to see that. You also need to bring tissues because this is a whole new world Cherry. You think you've felt pain like this before but you'll realize in the first thirty seconds that you were wrong. I belong here because my past has made me the way I am. I don't like to think of myself as a monster.....but I just might be. You probably had someone's hand to hold your entire life.

A little advice before you jump into the ring......get used to crying in front of millions of viewers, millions of fans, and taking the humiliation that comes when you run out of the ring, fearing for your life.

No one is weighing me down, no one is on my mind. I'm doing this for myself and no one can stop me! At PPV, I'm swallowing 2 huge pills.....and one little one. The little one is you Greg Cherry. Didn't want you thinking otherwise.


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OOC: Once again good luck all, here's my final offering

New Beginnings: Part Eight
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Here it is, Greg. You wanted to become a Supreme Champion so bad.

I know I did. I honestly didn’t think it was going to be possible. After I won the Adrenaline Championship last year though, it became a little more real. Then I won the Tag Titles with Jake and then I became dedicated.

Yeah, but now people think you’re completely crazy. I’m sure I’m not helping matters.

You’re not. You really aren’t. Why are you making me do this?

Because I don’t think you listen to me very well. You need the support of your friends and family through this, Greg. Besides, if Jack and Eddie are serious about Ashley not wanting to get a divorce from you, then I think you should do her the courtesy of…

Stop…really? Have you not been following the last year of my life? What courtesy would I be doing her if she just wanted to come back into my life right now? That’s like shaking hands with a man who tried to end your career.

Ahem…you and O..

I never liked him.

But you still associated with him to get back to the place that you wanted. You wanted to be on top and you made it there, albeit after you realized what he was like.

That makes no sense. You knock my comparison and then prove my point.



You have to admit, I got you there.

Touché. However there is a difference between your wife and O. D.. Ashley at least loves you. You and her were together for six years and have a now five year old son together.

That reminds me. I need to get him something for his birthday.

Know what would be good? I’m sure he’d love his parents to be together for his birthday.

Oh, would you stop with the sappiness? Please?

But honestly, an action figure of you would be good too.

They make those? Wow, there might be a lot of profits I’m missing out on if I didn’t hear about that.

Hold on, here they come. Now, follow my lead.

How about you shut up and I can act like I’m normal? Would that work?

Yeah, but this is more fun.

Don’t fuck this up for me, please.

Fine. Handle it yourself.


Eddie: Got a question for you.

Cherry: What’s up?

Eddie: Why are you looking around constantly? It’s like you’re staring off into space.

Cherry: My conscience and I are having an internal conversation.

Eddie: What are you talking about? And why were you having an external one earlier?

Cherry: Eddie, it’s hard to explain. I’ve been dealing with this headache for the last year and a half. It went away for a while but after I was in a car crash in July, I’ve just lost sight of…

Eddie: Wait, wait…hold up. You were in a car crash?

Cherry: A minor one, I was drinking a little bit and I fell asleep at the wheel after having gone to the casino and another car T-boned me. I was laid up in the hospital for a couple days.

Jack and Ashley made their way into the room as Eddie just glared at me with a look of bewilderment.

Eddie: When the hell were you going to tell us that?

Jack: Tell us what?

Eddie: He was in a car crash in July after drinking.

Cherry: Minor car crash…I’m fine now.

Jack: Why didn’t you tell us? We would’ve been there for you.

Cherry: First of all, I was told this. I don’t really remember it happening.

Eddie: What happened? Did you get hit in the head with a shovel too?

Cherry: No, I…funny. I was upset after a night of poker and after my wife had told me that she had cheated on me with that Nick Matthews bastard.

Eddie: You mean the guy who…

Cherry: Yes, the guy who stole my wallet and nearly put me into bankruptcy.

Eddie: How did he even know who Ashley was or where you guys lived?

Cherry: Well, the night I met him, again I got drunk and I…

Jack: Hold on a minute. What the hell happened to you? When were you planning on telling us that you were now a drunkard?

Cherry: I’m not a drunkard, Jack.

Eddie: In the last 90 seconds, you just rattled off two stories of when you were drunk and last time I checked, you weren’t much of a drinker.

Cherry: Times change. I got frustrated and I was upset with myself. I was upset with Ashley. I was just pissed at the world and figured I could drink my problems away. Obviously I was wrong, but ever since that whole thing happened, I’ve been a different person.

I went to the Underground hoping to find a new spark for my career and if I win the title on Sunday, then it obviously worked.


Jack: We’re not here to talk about your championship match, Greg. We’re here to save yours and Ashley’s marriage. That’s what we came here to do and damn it, that’s what we’re going to do.

Cherry: Good luck. I’m surprised you’re not mouthing off over there about how much of a piece of shit you think I am.

Ashley: Greg…I’m sorry.

Cherry: There are the two magical words. It’s all over. You guys can go home now.

Ashley: Greg, please, listen. I told Jack the story of what happened to me and why I was such a bitch to you. I’ll be the first to admit that I fucked up, okay? You know the problems I had with my bipolar disorder, right?

Cherry: Yes and I remember you flipping out on me when I took you to the doctor. Those meds that we got curbed it a little bit though.

Ashley: I think it curbed it more than you think.

Cherry: You should’ve seen yourself.

Ashley: Regardless…Nick came up to me one day and he did threaten mine and Shane’s life. I was scared shitless. I didn’t know what to do. Then, he said that if I slept with him, he’d spare our lives as long as I promised to make your life a living hell. He used me as bait, Greg.

Cherry: Then why did you continue to be like that to me after he was in jail? Why did you take some of our money that I had made through SCW and use it to spring him out?

Ashley: He took my pills away from me. I couldn’t make rational decisions. He had this strange power over me. I know it sounds far-fetched, but once I got back on my medication and realized what had happened and what I had done to you…I felt like I was the worst human being that had ever graced this planet.

I put you through hell, I put our son through hell and all because some guy felt the need to you’re your life even worse. I don’t know what his M.O. was for all of it, but it obviously worked and for that, I’m sorry and I hope you can forgive me.


I bit my tongue a little bit and was surprised that my conscience didn’t decide to rant on me in the middle of my thoughts like usual. I just stared straight down the table and looked at my wife.

Cherry: Do you expect me to believe that?

Ashley: I don’t expect you to believe that, but it’s the truth. I will take a lie detector test if it means that you will believe me.

Cherry: Do you think that I’m just going to automatically take you back because you apologized and think that things are all better? Ashley, you fucked another man and got pregnant. Even if I do consider and I strongly emphasize the word “consider” to go back with you, it’s going to take a hell of a lot more than just this get-together session and a lot more time than you think for me to do so.

Now if you don’t mind, I’ve got more important things to worry about, such as making history in my career.


I stood up and walked out of the room as Ashley, Jack and Eddie all watched me get up and start to head out the door to leave. Jack was noticeably frustrated that I didn’t even bother to stay for five minutes.

Ashley: The baby could be yours!

I stopped in the doorway and looked straight up while a mixture of laughter and crying were starting to surface. I didn’t do either, but turned around in almost disbelief and amusement. It’s hard to describe my emotions because there were so many running through me.

Cherry: Ashley, how am I going to know that? I mean, you tell me all this stuff right before I get in a car crash and now you’re trying to erase it like it never happened! What the hell am I supposed to believe? I guarantee you that at least one of those times was a lie, but until I know for sure which one was, I don’t think I can believe anything that you say! So just…stop. Okay? I have a match to get ready for on Sunday. Let me focus on that and when you get your facts straight or lie detector results…then let me know.

I walked out of the room as Ashley looked slightly disheartened and Eddie and Jack just shook their heads.

Jack: I’ll go get him and try and calm him down.

Eddie: No, I’ll do it. I’m closer.

Ashley: Guys, I’ll do it.

Jack: Ashley, you’re pregnant. I don’t want you to risk your baby, regardless of whose it is…because I’m afraid Greg will snap and do something he’ll regret.

Ashley: You don’t know him like I do…Greg would never physically hurt me. Even when I said that I cheated on him and he deserved it…he didn’t hit me. He just told me to leave. Please…let me handle this.

Eddie: Do you want us to come with you?

Ashley: No…I want to do this on my own. This is my mess. I need to clean it up.

As I walking back to my room, I searched in my pocket for my keys. I had a little bit of trouble getting my hotel key out of my pocket, but I managed to get it out. As I was about to turn the key to unlock the door, I heard someone yelling down the hallway for me.

Ashley: Greg, wait!

I half-thought about just ignoring her, opening the door and locking her out to just be done with it. I also thought that maybe I should just give her a chance to say what she wants to say and go from there. By the time I had made up my mind, she was already two feet away from me.

Ashley: Please, just wait a minute.

Cherry: What, Ashley? Are we getting a divorce or not? All you’re doing is confusing the hell out of me and I don’t know what you want.

Ashley: I want everything to be like it was before.

Cherry: Ashley, it’ll never be the same again. Between the bet and you sleeping with Nick, it will never be like it was before.

Ashley: What if this child is yours?

Cherry: …If that child is mine, I’m still going to hunt down that bastard Nick Matthews and hurt him even more than I did the last time.

Ashley: I hope you do. I just want us to work again. Yeah, you said that you fucked up, but let’s face it, so did I. We make mistakes but the strength of our relationship tells me that we are able to work through them, no matter how stupid we can be.

Cherry: I’m just glad that wasn’t all directed towards me.

Ashley: I can admit when I screw up too and I’ll say it right now. I screwed up. I just hope that you have it in you somewhere to forgive me.

I let out a big sigh and looked down before I stared back at my wife.

Cherry: Like I said, Ashley…it’s still going to take me some time.

Ashley nodded towards me and looked like she was about to walk away.

Ashley: Okay…

I gently grabbed her by the wrist though as she looked back at me.

Cherry: But I am willing to try. Just promise me one thing…

Ashley: What’s that?

Cherry: Please…just trust me.

Ashley slowly smiled and nodded her head again.

Ashley: Okay.

I pulled Ashley closer to me and began to hug her. I had to say though that it felt good that my wife and I were slowly working ourselves back to being on the same page.

Unbeknownst to me, someone was turning the corner to head down the same hallway. It was Jessica. As I pushed Ashley back to kiss her, Jessica stopped about 50 feet from us. I kissed my wife on the lips and I have to say that it was relieving for me. I hadn’t felt like I had really had that connection with her for a long time.

Down the hallway, however, Jessica was disheartened. She was speechless. She started breathing heavily as she couldn’t believe what she was seeing and she turned back around from where she came from and started walking quickly back down the hallway to head out the hotel. Tears were seen streaming from her face…

I hadn’t noticed that she was there, because all that I cared about now was that Ashley and I were going to try and work things out.


Cherry: Now I hope you don’t mind, but I’ve got history to make, okay?

Ashley: I know. Do me a favor and win that championship for the Crew.

Cherry: Will do. You three staying with me for a while this time?

Ashley: As long as you need us.

Cherry: Good. Can you go let them know that I want to see them up in my room? I’ll be in here waiting.

Ashley: Yeah, I’ll go get them.

Cherry: Alright, cool.

Not exactly how I thought this weekend would go…and I’m still not fully convinced with her. I’m going to have her take that lie detector and we’re going to find out the results of it. That’s why I still have my guard up. If I let her take her guard down, then she’ll tell me everything that I want to know and I need to know if I’m making the right decision.

And as far as making the right decision goes, this Sunday will tell me whether or not I made the right one stepping into the Underground. I’ve said it all along that the physical toughness of anyone who competes in this division is second to none. However, with this being only the second Underground Title match I’ve had in my career, I’ve got to make the most of it now.

Especially when the other three competitors have already laid claim to the fact that I don’t belong here…I guess we’ll see, won’t we?

I unlocked the door and headed into my room, hopefully the last time I would do so without championship gold. In seven years, I’ve only had one other opportunity at this title and listening to my three opponents, I apparently don’t deserve it. I guess they don’t know what happens when you piss me off.

Time to educate them.


Cherry: The implications of this Sunday’s Under Attack are out of this world. Not only will Shawn Winters and the winner of the Chamber have to face off the same night for the SCW Championship, not only will Andrew Samuel Pugh have a chance to shoot into the upper echelon of talent in this company by taking down the legendary Alex Desoubrais…but every single match on the card has something to fight for.

When it comes to the Underground Championship match this Sunday, all four of us have viable motives to win this match. For Tommy Valentine, he wants to establish a new era in the division. For Nicole Kinneck, it’s all about redeeming herself for last Friday Night on Ammo and becoming a two-time Underground Champion. For Brittany Lohan, she looks to build upon what many consider an upset and continue her newly found reign as champion.

For me, though, it’s more than what you think.

Not only would winning that championship cement my legacy as the fourth-ever Supreme Champion, but I would become the first man in SCW history to become Supreme Champion, be a former Superstar of the Year, and be a winner of the Taking Hold of the Flame battle royal.

There are short lists for all three of those accolades separately and I would be the first man to do it all. Realistically speaking, this Sunday, I could become the most accomplished superstar in SCW history.

So to answer all the doubters and people questioning why I made the move to the Underground, I have a lot riding on it too. To be considered one of the, if not the, greatest superstar to EVER step foot through the ropes would be an incredible honor. I’m sure everybody thinks that it’s just about me winning another championship, but it’s so much more than that.

It’s about representing the Underground and showing that it takes more than just thick skin and a thick skull to be one of the toughest individuals around. When you have four hungry individuals all wanting more than anything else to be called “champion”, you know that you are going to witness a spectacle of determination, heart and resolve.

Only one of us is going to walk out…or be helped out as champion. Who will it be?

Let me start out first by congratulating the new champion, Brittany Lohan. I have to admit that you pulled one hell of an upset in my book. I didn’t think that you would be able to beat Nicole one-on-one but you proved me wrong. You won a hell of a lot of respect from me for that and I applaud you being able to win your first championship in SCW.

With that said, I hope you’re ready to be disappointed.

I’m like a brick wall when it comes to champions with any sort of dominance, motivation or momentum. Ask Jay Gold after his best friend had “died”, ask Dillusion after he had pulled an upset over me, ask Jake Starr or Shilo Valiant when they were both chasing my longest reign as champion, ask David Helms when he was at his absolute best…I’d go on, but you get the point, right? You’re riding that wave of momentum having just become champion…but you’re going to get stopped dead in your tracks.

I’m not surprised that you needed more time to formulate what you were going to say against me. After all, what do you say to a person that has always beaten you? It would be different if I had only done it once, but let’s look back at the first Breakdown of this year. You came down to the ring and I laid waste to you in less than three minutes. How do you recover that? Saying that you’re the Underground Champion and you have what I want?

You see, for you to mock me and say that I am beneath you is quite amusing. Sure, you’re a champion right now and I’m not. Every blind squirrel finds a nut sometime. Don’t get too attached to that feeling though. Do you remember those few months when you were carrying around Ashley’s Women’s Championship title? Did that make you feel like you were something special? Here’s the cruel twist. I took that title from you and gave it back to my wife. How is it going to feel this Sunday when I take that championship from you and make your imaginary title reign last longer than your real one?

I thrive on taking people who feel like they are on top of the world and bringing them back down to Earth. I do that just to remind them who the hell they are dealing with. Think about it, Brittany. I just beat the SCW Champion Shawn Winters on Friday Night Ammo…quite handily, I might add, but don’t think that I’m just going to take that and automatically assume that I’m going to win because of that. I know better than that and I know you better than that.

And while it has got to weigh in the back of your mind that you have never beaten me, I need to realize that you’re the champion and you are the person to beat. You’re not a pushover, but consider me your human steamroller. I look forward to being a part of your first…and last title defense.

Let’s move on to former champion Nicole Kinneck. Now I already know that you don’t have all of your ducks in a row…no pun intended, being that you used to be one of Dillusion’s apprentices. Between you, Dillusion, Hallucigen and Jerry, I think the lawn gnome wins the contest with who has the most brains.

Not that he had much competition to begin with…

Apparently all you know about me or that you were told about me was that I was boring. You know, I’m going to tell you the same thing that I told Shilo Valiant a few months ago. I don’t have to be entertaining if I can kick your ass. That’s something that your master forgot to cover in his study sessions. He forgot to cover the January 10th edition of Breakdown in 2007 where he defended the SCW Championship for the first and only time.

He also didn’t cover our match at Retribution that year where I beat him in two straight falls to retain the SCW Title. It’s funny if you think about it…how he just happened to glance over the glaring truth.

I already know that you’re a tough chick. You were the biggest surprise at this year’s Taking Hold of the Flame battle royal, lasting nearly an hour and making it to the final four. I have to say, from a former winner’s standpoint, that’s pretty damn impressive. You also wouldn’t have been the Underground Champion if you weren’t tough and while Dilly wasn’t exactly on my list of people to send Christmas cards to, if you were going to learn how to take a beating and keep going…you learned from the right person.

But then, you did my favorite thing that all of my opponents do and you ran your mouth.

Again, let me lose count of how many times people have told me that I don’t belong here, Nicole. I’m sure you enjoyed being the new face of the Underground for three months…without defending the title once and then in your first defense, what happens? You’re not the face of the Underground anymore. All you are Nicole is what I used to call a one-hit wonder. You did it once and couldn’t prove that YOU belonged. Oh, the twist of irony.

And just as an FYI…the Supreme Championship requires the Underground Championship to complete it. Being the Supreme Champion means that I have won every championship available to me in this company and I’m not sorry that you can’t comprehend what true success is or even what the hell you’re talking about half the time…

Oh, and ironic how you talk about me kissing up to Thorn, which I don’t know what show you’ve been watching but I don’t kiss anyone’s ass, but he’s been doing the exact same thing to you. That is, of course, until you lost the championship and you became meaningless to him. You see, it’s funny, everyone has this same mindset to throw me under the bus with things that other people are doing the exact same thing for. I love the double standard of people.

But in all seriousness, you asked me a question if I can get as hardcore as some of the members of the Underground. I have been in TLC matches, Chamber matches, more Thunderdome matches than anyone in history, 2 out of 3 falls matches and even an Inferno match…I set a man on fire, Nicole. Do I have what it takes to be a part of this division? You’re damn right I do.

So keep comparing yourself and my other opponents to dominant figures and me as this little miniscule insignificance. Fact of the matter is when I walk out of our nation’s capital as champion, the lamb becomes the lion!

And that’s one pill I don’t think you’ll be able to swallow.

And lastly, and you may be surprised that I saved you for last, is Tommy Valentine. Let me start off by saying, that I, at one time, respected you for who you are and what you have done. I looked past what seemed to be your distaste for my past decisions and I understood where you came from and having beaten me on the grand stage of Rise to Greatness really cemented what I thought of you.

But not anymore.

What I had thought to be some semblance of respect has been tossed out the window because you do not respect me in the least. You hate everything that I am to the point where you could care less if I lived or died. You hang on to that little shred of my career in 2009 where I was affiliated with O. D. and you refuse to think anything else of me. I’m that gold-hungry, step on anybody I can, do whatever I have to do to be successful man that would throw a friendship out the door if I meant I got what I wanted.

I’m not going to lie, to some extent that may be the truth. However, you talk about me like I have no integrity, like I have no self-respect. You say things about me like I don’t have the talent to back it up. It’s almost like you imply that I have everything done for me so that I don’t have to work for a single damn thing that I’ve ever had in my life. I’m just begging you to say that I have had everything handed to me and join the long list of people who have said the same.

At first, I didn’t mind. I thought you were just ignorant. Now I’m pissed off that you actually believe that bullshit you have between your ears.

You hang on to that shred of the past like it’s a fucking security blanket to hide you and protect you from the reality that is Greg Cherry. You want some cold hard truth? Here you go. A few years ago, I had only five different championship reigns, spanning a combined total of nearly 600 days at a time when “Valentine” was only a household word on February 14th. I was one of the best in the world before you, Brittany OR Nicole even showed up here.

In fact, if you look at it this way, I have three times as many championship reigns now as all three of you combined and yet…I’m the underdog? I’m the one who has to fight and claw my way to having a small chance of winning?

That’s all you are, Tommy, is full of excuses. You ranted and raved about how I didn’t deserve this title shot but you’ve been unbeaten since Rise to Greatness. Well, excuse me, Mr. Savior of the Underground. I didn’t realize I was stepping on your almighty toes by wanting the same thing that you did. Was it convenient timing as you so put it? Absolutely not. You just happened to be here and in my way: both wrong decisions.

What’s your excuse going to be if you fail in this match and I walk out as champion? Are you going to say that I don’t deserve the title then? Are you going to say I got handed the shot? Because guess what…this just in for everybody who hasn’t been following this company since its inception, if you get a title shot and you win the match, YOU DESERVED IT!

I don’t subscribe to the gospel according to Thomas Valentine with all of your double standards of who deserves what. Hell, you praised David Miller for beating me on Breakdown a few weeks back, yet criticize me for attacking him during our tag team match and for walking out on you to deal with someone who cost me my wife almost a year ago?

I’m sorry, I call bullshit. Not only was David Miller the first person to strike me and essentially cause us to disintegrate during that match, but Miller also walked out on us and wanted nothing to do with the team. Yet you worship the ground he walks on for doing the exact same thing you throw me under the bus for.

Bullshit, Tommy.

Your disrespect and hatred of me is the transparency to show your jealousy. You aren’t satisfied with making me submit at Rise to Greatness. You want me gone, but you’re not getting your wish this time. You say that my accomplishments are top heavy? That’s funny…your accomplishments are singular. One-time SCW Champion…other than that? Nothing.

When we were in the Brotherhood, I thought you were just a little uneasy with me being there. Turns out you never believed that I could get along with anyone. That makes me laugh when you say that you’ll do anything within your power to make sure that I don’t walk out as champion. That’s pathetic, Tommy. That’s not a sign of respect. That’s a sign of being scared to death that I just might in your mind surpass you. You tremble at the fact that your worst nightmare of Greg Cherry being better than you might become a reality.

With that said, Jake and I have a mutual respect. David Helms and I have a mutual respect.

What the hell is your problem?

In fact, what the hell are all three of your problems? None of you respect me and you all have your pre-conceived notions of the person that I am.

GUESS WHAT? THIS SUNDAY WILL NOT BE A POPULARITY CONTEST, IT’LL BE A FIGHT! NOT A SINGLE DAMN ONE OF YOU GIVES ME THE TIME OF DAY BECAUSE YOU BELIEVE THAT YOU ARE LEAGUES BETTER THAN I AM?

FACE FACTS! I HAVE BEEN WITH THIS COMPANY FOR SEVEN YEARS! I HAVE NINE TITLE REIGNS SPANNING MORE THAN A COMBINED TWO YEARS! YOU WANT TO DISRESPECT ME? I REFUSE TO BE TREATED LIKE I AM A GOD DAMN ROOKIE BY THE LIKES OF YOU THREE WHO COULD NOT EVEN LACE MY BOOTS!

I AM IN SCW BECAUSE I WANT TO BE KNOWN AS THE GREATEST WRESTLER IN HISTORY! IF NONE OF YOU WANT THAT, GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY COMPANY! IF I WANT TO CHASE THE SCW CHAMPIONSHIP AGAIN AFTER BECOMING UNDERGROUND CHAMPION, THAT’S NONE OF YOUR DAMN BUSINESS! WHAT I DO WITH MY OWN LIFE IS NONE OF YOUR DAMN BUSINESS!

I slowed down for a second and took a breath before continuing.

How would you like it if I judged your every life event? Nicole, what would you say if I claimed you were responsible for that drug lord killing your family? Brittany, what if I said that you had it coming when you walked in on your man banging your best friend all those years ago? How about you, Tommy? Would you rethink your life situation if your father in law offered you more money to leave your wife rather than just the five grand he wrote a check for while you still wallowing in the minor leagues? You’re not the moral standard that you think you are.

You see, I took a deep look back into all of your pasts. You all have your baggage that sent you off the deep end, yet you want to sit there and judge me? You want to give me hell for things that have happened in my life? I’ll pay you back in spades! I’m done playing nice!

Whether it’s revenge for Nicole, retribution for Brittany, redemption for Thorn or a return to glory for myself, we all have something that makes us tick. We all have something that makes us want to be the best and I’m sick of having to show you people every single night that I want to be the best and just being ignored like everything I’ve done in my career is irrelevant to you imbeciles. I’ve had it with your excuses, your nitpicking and every single other way that you three make me out to be the most useless, worthless, talentless wrestler on the SCW roster.

When I become the Underground Champion, I don’t want to hear excuses. I don’t want to hear “Well, he didn’t deserve it.” I want you to accept your failures and move on! Swallow your damn pride and accept the fact that the best person won!

THE FACT OF THE MATTER IS THIS! WHEN I STEP INTO THE RING THIS SUNDAY AT UNDER ATTACK, I WALK IN WITH A PURPOSE. I WALK IN TO BECOME CHAMPION AND WHETHER YOU LIKE ME, RESPECT ME OR DON’T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT ME…IT WON’T MATTER! WHEN I CRUSH YOUR DREAMS AND REALIZE MINE, YOU CAN BITCH, MOAN AND I’M SURE YOU’LL COME UP WITH SOME REASON WHY YOU LOST TO MAKE YOURSELF LOOK BETTER, BUT IT WON’T CHANGE THE FACT THAT AT UNDER ATTACK, I BECOME THE GREATEST AND MOST ACCOMPLISHED SUPERSTAR IN S…C…W HISTORY!


I took a couple deep breaths and let them out before finishing.

And Tommy, Brittany, Nicole…if you don’t like what I’m saying, then…you know the rest.[/COLOR]

Those three have motivated me to prove them wrong. They’ve made some points as to why they thought I didn’t belong in the Underground, but I don’t want to believe it. I’m sick of believing what everyone else says about me. I want them to believe that what I do is the truth. I’ve said it before and it’s been a long time since I have…but Greg Cherry IS the truth of SCW.

I walk in Sunday as a challenger with a lot to prove still, but I will leave as a man who has done it all. I can walk out of Under Attack with the Underground Championship, a Supreme Championship honor and with my marriage still intact.

So aside from the pain and suffering I’m going to have to go through to win that title…not a bad weekend, if I say so myself.

It’s about time you listened to me.

Don’t even.

And…scene.
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Author's Note: On the space time continuum this scene happens between Part I and Part II of Jenn's second Natalie Rp for Under Attack. Also, Brittany did not have a chance to look at Greg's only promo or Thorn's second promo. Should be obvious, felt it was safe to clarify. Good luck peeps.
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Character Development: Friendship.
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Friendship. The final frontier. I am great at a lot of things, professional wrestling being one of them. In my career I am a former tag team champion, I was the Motor City Champion for a company stationed in Detroit, and now, after one year and god knows how many months I am the current SCW Underground Champion. I just wish my success in the ring translated to my personal life. Its easy to converse with my co-workers on Twitter. I can put thought into what I say. But when it comes down to dealing with human beings without a computer screen between us, thats where things become dicey. In case you haven't noticed by now, I don't have a filter between my mouth and my brain. Possessing zero empathy doesn't help either, I am bound to piss some human being off.

Take my newest best friend Natalie. I should have predicted my conversation with her brother was going to lead to a confrontation. Just what I need heading into the biggest match of my SCW career, this. This is what I hate about humans, they do not respect my wishes. Some friend she is, could she have waited until I ran Nicole, Thomas and Greg into the ground? Didn't she know I hate distractions? Clearly not.

She texted that she wanted to meet me. I sent her a text back telling her I would meet her at a non descript bar. The bar was quiet, a fair share of humans were out this late at night, which was good, that meant if there was a scene their attention wouldn't immediately shift my way. The human race cares more about getting lubed out of their minds then paying attention to me. Hopefully my reputation is enough to make them think twice about sticking their noses in my business. And besides, since I was subjecting myself to her psychobabble I might as well get lubed up. Should have known getting lubed would drown out whats left of my filter. I didn't care.

I spotted Natalie out of the corner of my eye. She walked with purpose towards me. She pulled out her chair, sat down. I forced a cheerful smile on my face.


Lohan: You look radiant tonight, Natalie.

Hey. Can't blame a monster for trying to charm her way out of this.

Natalie: I am glad that you vere able to meet vith me. First I vant to tell you congratulations upon your victory and claiming the Underground title as your own. It is vell deserved. You vere in top notch form dat night, and vere impressive to vatch.

Natalie began, as she sat back in her chair.

Lohan: Nicole learned a very valuable lesson. She can't beat me. That runt isn't ready to compete against the likes of me.

Natalie: I know vhat you mean, but don't under estimate your opponents or allow the pover go to your head. You are leveled headed even more so den me. But I know you are more den capable of keeping dat title for quiet some time. Even if Ducky got a rematch da outcome vould be da same.

I slammed the table forcibly.

Lohan: I underestimate no one!

Especially not now. Being champion means a select few humans possess the same desire I do to win the belt I currently own, like Thomas Valentine for instance. His first career title was the equivalent of the one I am holding. After competing against him three times since Rise to Greatness I know how badly he needs to prove he's the one to take the Underground Division to the next level. We'll see about that.

Natalie raised her hands defensively.


Natalie: You say you don't and I believe you. However, look at how Syren views her title run, or da vorld champion for dat matter. Dey truly believe they are unstoppable and have allowed the long title reign to go to their heads. I just vould not like dat to happen to you. But you do vhat you must.

Seriously? How could she insult Zoe in front of me? True, I didn't leave Infamous on the best of terms. Walking out on your own group without letting them know your plans I learned is bad way to go about letting them know you are done with them. I still like Zoe. Regrettably I never slept with her... but she's a good person. If I cared enough to become a better person I would mold myself after her.

Lohan: Syren is off limits. Understood. She is one of the hardest working champions in SCW right now. If anyone deserves to believe they are unstoppable, its her.

By the facial expression Natalie shot me, she looked taken back a bit by my sudden harsh tone. She rose to her feet.

Natalie: Vhatever, I don't like her piss poor attitude. She has allowed the power to go to her head and vill realize dis vhen she falls. And she vill...Not by my hand, because I don't vant her title. You can respect her all you vish to, but dis is how I feel vither you like it or not. And ve all are entitled to our own opinions. So you can take it or leave it, da choice is yours but arguing over someone dat is not vorth my time at da moment is not vhat I vanted to do in time vith you. I have something more important to talk about den her or her title reign.

Wow. I couldn't believe Natalie was giving me attitude. She should have known better then to insult, Zoe. She should study Zoe's work ethic like I did when I was in Infamous. She should dedicate herself to the business like Zoe, maybe Natalie would have beaten Harmony if she took her seriously. I needed one more swig of my Red Headed Slut. Amazing what they name drinks these days.

I motioned to Natalie to sit her ass down. I was willing to let it slide, if for no other reason then to clear the air before my first title defense.


Lohan: Speak your mind.

Natalie: Ve need to discuss vhat happened.

Lohan: We kissed. End of story.

Her eyes widened. My guess is she couldn't believe what I just said. What did she want from me? A declaration of love? I could easily sell that lie to a Eskimo, who knew where that would have led us so I opted for the stone cold approach.

Natalie: You vanna play like dat...Be a hard ass even vith me vhen I know vhat you really vant from me. All right...Den it is nothing and vill alvays be nothing. I vant to be your friend in and out of da ring Brittany, but der can be nothing more den dat and I hope you can understand and accept dat. Varren told me of your conversation vith him and vhat vent on.

I shrugged my shoulders.

Lohan: You weren't that good.

Natalie rolled her eyes like she couldn't believe I had the stones to say such a thing.

Natalie: Yea, I guess I am so horrible dat you came back for seconds at that gym. But ok...Since you vant to lie to me and to my face I guess there is nothing left for us to discuss. I vas hoping it vould be different den dis...But I guess it isn't and dat is a shame. I guess I vill see you around Brittany...

Natalie turned to head out.

Lohan: WAIT!

Natalie stopped and glanced over her shoulder.

Natalie: Vhy should i?

I was starting to wonder the same thing. Why didn't I allow her to away from me. On the brightside I wouldn't deal with her emotional psychobabble any longer. But for some reason I wouldn't allow her to let walk out. Strange. And before you think its love how many times do I have to say I am incapable of feeling such an emotion. There are prettier women then Natalie. I don't need her. I'm the SCW Underground Champion, damn it. Again I took a swig from my rocks glass. I wish there was an instruction manual to handle such situations.

Lohan: Talk to me. Why are you upset?

Natalie: You first lie me...

Natalie began as she turned around to look at me more directly.

Natalie: And then you insult me...I came here to hopefully fix that vedge dat vas in our friendship. The odd silence as if it vere. To put all da cards on da table and see vhere dey fell.

Lohan: What do you want me to say?

Natalie sighed and gave a shrug.

Natalie: Not sure vhat der is to say. You know I love Dakota, and I dat I vish to be your friend. But if you vanna act like dat vith me den a friendship isn't even possible. So da choice is yours Brittany, but stop pretending and be truthful.

Lohan: The truth?

So she was upset with me because I lied to her? Like thats a valid reason to walk out on a me. Honesty is overrated anyway. And wasn't she the one who wants to be friends? She shouldn't care if I have feeling for her. Women. I know what you are thinking. I am a woman. No. I am a monster. I happen to have female features thank you very much. I rubbed my chin. I had no clue want she wanted to hear. That our kiss meant more to me then what I'm leading her to believe. But why? Does she value truth for truth sake or did she want to know she had power over me. Again I took a swig of my Red Headed Slut. Damn it. I needed to order another drink.

Lohan: This isn't easy for me.

Natalie shrugged. Nice. She was just as lost as I was.

Natalie: Being a bitch and trying to pretend is not day vay to start. Being straight forward and putting the cards on da table is vhat you need to do. Varren told me vhat you wanted. How you vant my Kota out of da picture and vish I vould turn to you and be with you..

Before I could reply I saw my favorite stalker slowly walk up behind Natalie. Normally I would be a little annoyed by Serenity's special guest appearance. Can't believe I am saying this, she showed up in the nick of time.

Serenity: Wow Brittany. I'm hurt. Don't like me enough to introduce me to this skank.

Natalie glanced over towards Serenity. I knew Natalie enough to predict she wouldn't be as thrilled about Serenity's special guest appearance like I was.

Natalie: I don't know vhom your friend here is Brittany, but she had better vatch her mouth. I am in no mood right now and came here to hopefully vork tings out vith you.

Serenity: Work what out? How you led Brittany on? How you kissed her knowing you had a finance waiting at home? Some friend you are. You should beg for Brittany's forgiveness. Not the other way around.

Lohan: Serenity. Thats enough.

My stalker shot me a sly wink before returning her attention to Natalie. One thing I knew about Serenity she loves having fun anyway she knows how. And I thought her gamesmanship solely included following me around. Nice to see she expanded her resume of playthings.

Serenity: No! I am not going to allow her to get away with treating you like crap. Your entire life, people like Natalie disrespect you. Don't worry, with me in your life I won't allow people like her to dismiss you like yesterdays news. She kisses you then rubs her relationship in your face? What gives her the right?

Natalie: Look here, you had better shut da hell up Serenity is it? I value Brittany's friendship, and am in no vay disrespecting her or treating her like crap. I am trying to come to her about vhat happened. I mean hell my own fiancee left me...And I am trying to make tings better. Vhat Brittany needs is not some loud mouth like you attempting to run her life. She is a strong independent voman does need some piece of trash like you that doesn't know or understand shit. So back da hell off..

Natalie snapped her attention back towards me.

Natalie: I vanted to establish a clean slate vith you and put all da cards on da table. Vhen you got time to actually talk alone please let me know. Because dis is getting now vhere with her around.

As entertaining as Serenity and Natalie arguing was to me I wanted to finish our conversation. Soon the bartender was going to stop serving me drinks. Which is a shame too, I enjoyed drinking my red headed slut. I shooed Serenity away.

Lohan: Serenity. Leave. Now.

She pouted like a bright eye bassett hound. if I had a soul at all I would have found it cute. Lucky for her I didn't, as a childen cute things ended up dead.

Serenity: Like hell I..

I pounded the table, moreso for dramatic effect.

Lohan: Leave!

Serenity blinked at me. It was obvious Serenity wasn't going to respect my wishes so I switched my attention to Natalie.

Lohan: Natalie... we're good. You want to marry, Dakota? Fine. Just don't expect me to show up at your wedding. Friendship is what you want? Consider it done.

Natalie: Yes I vant to marry him. But right now he doesn't even vant me in da same room...But I am glad to know I have your friendship....But for you...

Natalie turned to Serenity, without warning she sucker punched my stalker straight in the face, knocking her back into a nearby chair.

Natalie: Don't you ever...I mean ever talk to me dat vay again.

Natalie grumbled irritatedly in her native tongue before turning to head out. As Natalie stormed out the bar I couldn't help smiling. Thats my girl. Serenity immediately felt her jaw. To my surprise she smirked. Was that all Serenity wanted all along, a violent reaction from Natalie.

Serenity: Wow! That was fun. Can I play with her again, Brit.

Lohan: You are one sick, chick.

She giggled.

Serenity: You're one to talk.

Again she was right, I am one to talk. Why is relating to others so hard? Should I give up on trying to live a normal life? Should I stop pretending I am a human being when I know I'm not? Should I remove the mask I wear for certain people once and for all? This whole Natalie thing had me questioning if its worth my effort and energy to maintain a real human friendship. Only time will tell. In the meantime I can focus on the one area of my life I am a success in, professional wrestling. Thorn. Nicole. Greg. I am not playing make believe, welcome to reality, and her name is Brittany Lohan.

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[align=center]Promo Time: The Final Countdown.[/align]


With Breakdown officially in the books, and my friendship issues with Natalie settled for the time being, I can finally focus on the only piece of business that matters, retaining my SCW Underground Championship. Nicole, Greg and Thorn don't understand how much being Underground Champion means to me. They will learn soon enough. My words can not accurately capture what being the face of the Underground Division means. Thats never stopped me from mouthing off before hasn't it? So why stop now? Might as well let my victims know who they are stepping into the ring with. Today, I am shooing my promo inside an empty Verizon Center. I asked the crew to set up the wrestling ring, the announce table so it looks like you're watching at the pay per view. I am sitting on the mat with my back leaned against the turnbuckle, my SCW Underground Championship is wrapped neatly around my waist. I'm wearing a raven black t-shirt, black jeans and white Nike shoes. I'm not a fashion maven to begin with, I just thought I'd switch it up. I love my Oakland Raider jerseys don't get me wrong. Cutting a promo wearing them all the time is a bit too predictable. I nod into the camera, letting the camera man know I'm read to shoot a promo like only I can.

Lohan: One year ago I was holed away in a dingy little hospital room recovering from a staph infection. I was originally slated to compete in the Death Chamber before life kicked me in the ass. It pissed me off missing out on what real wrestling fans world wide declared the show stealer of night. They talked about the brutality. They espoused on and on about how Dillusion and Rachel Foxx took their blood feud to the next level. No pun intended, Tommy. You could say you losing the Heavyweight Championship, and your tag team title fluke Greg, were mere afterthoughts in comparison to the excitement six competitors brought to the table.

Where's the Death Chamber now? Sasha decided to put my match on the shelf. Like Cruze, Valient, Matthews, Steward, Evans and Masquerade need a chamber to decide the number one contendership to Winter's Heavyweight Championship. They are not hardcore competitors. They do not have the will, the heart, or the desire to put their bodies on the line like I do. They don't have the killer instinct to make that match as special as it should be. Sasha proved to me how much she respects the Underground Division by giving the main eventers a match they can't do justice. You suck, Sasha. Damn your assailant for not finishing the job! Can anyone get anything right these days?

Its a shame. I was looking forward to competing inside the Death Chamber match this year. No worries. For everyone who loves the Underground Division, for all the past champions who understands at their core what our division means, I am going to go out their this Sunday to give everyone the best possible Underground Championship match possible. I can't promise to outdo the Death Chamber, but I can promise everybody who bleeds the Underground I will try my best to steal the show. I have my work cut out for me. Greg does not care about the division, all that man cares about is padding his resume. Nicole Kinneck, she doesn't understand what the division is all about. And as much as Tommy and I agree on the finer points of what the division represents, when it comes down to it he doesn't possess the killer instinct I do to inspire his opponents to up their game in this division. I am physically imposing, he is a high flyer. I get off on dominating my opponents, he would rather soar through the air like a fighter jet. And when push comes to shove I will not hesitate to break your neck. If he somehow convinced himself to break your neck he would feel guilty about it. I am remorseless. I am callous. I do not care about your existence, thats what makes me a threat to anyone who stands across the ring from me.


Its what Ravyn Taylor talks about all the time, survival of the fittest, only the strong will survive, the weak will be weeded out. Darwin’s Theory holds a lot of merit, guys. I am not an intellectual mastermind, never have, never will be. What I am is a force of nature, I am the evolution of humanity. When that bell rings I possess the ability to shut down the social side of me, becoming that blood thirsty animal every one of you have grown to love. I am curious, though, which one of you have the heart, the will, and the determination to survive the division? Talk is cheap. Promises can be backed out on. In a round about way my question is which one of you will run when the pressure becomes too much? When you fail to become Underground Champion this Sunday... will you Nicole chase the Tag Team Titles again with Anthony? Will you chop off your penis Greg to chase the Women's Championship? And you Tommy, if Mr. D decides to give you and David a chance to become World Tag Team Champions will you forgo your desire to raise the Underground Division to the next level? Survival of the fittest is the name of the game. Will any of you have the mental and physical strength to survive the commitment you all believe you want to invest? Just as much as raising the level of competition in our division, weeding out the undeserving is even more important.

Being the face of the Underground Division is my purpose in life. My passion for inspiring chaos and inflicting pain knows no bounds. After three years wasting my time in another companies Women's Division, SCW gave me the opportunity to not only challenge men, but to become everything synonymous with hardcore wrestling. First on my list, the former champion. Bless her naïve heart. She has no clue that she is way in over her head. I callously smirk into the camera.

Lohan: Hello, Nic. I have a question for you. Does Shilo Valient write your promos now?

First of, this Sunday's Underground Championship Four Way match was announced days before our Underground Championship match last week. Thats why I am defending my title nine days after I became champion. You would have known that if you actually paid attention. Did you become stupid overnight, Nic? Do you pay attention to the goings ons in this company? Or am I asking too much, Nic? All you had to say was, “Brittany, you beat me.” Instead you pull a Shilo, comforting that over inflated ego of yours with excuse after excuse to justify your position, your self worth, and whats left of your career. Did I kick your ass that bad? It makes me wonder what mental state I will leave you in when I walk away still, Underground Champion.

I can not believe you are the same woman I wanted to go to war with. Seriously? SCW used me as your obstacle? They used Brittany Lohan to inspire a cheap pop from the fans? Hello! I am one of the most hated women in this company. Did you happen to forget, I am a former member of The Infamous. I am still the same woman who made Stacy and Gable's life a living nightmare. Were the fans cheering me then? Does your dumb ass even know what cheap pop means? A pop is when the fans actually like you. Last I checked, when I beat you, nobody in the audience was thrilled about it. With your latest nonsensical rant, I'm sure that will change this Sunday.

Why is everyone crying these days? First Shilo bellyaches about being over booked, now Nicole is trying to play the role of victim? Boo hoo hoo. This is so funny to me. I still remember Shilo telling me I would never become Underground Champion and now, not only did I take the Underground Championship from his new BFF, he doesn't hold a championship to his name. I am so loving this.

Lohan: Nic, Nic, Nic..

I shake my head disapprovingly.

Lohan: I had such high hopes for our match. Remember how I spoke about the hunter who roamed through the forest stalking their next victim? The thought of going to war against you comforted me. I fantasied about it since Rise to Greatness, we were supposed to give the fans an instant classic. I walked into Friday Night Ammo expecting you to step your game up. But like the hunter who kills his prey, only to become consumed with the reality that his hunt is officially complete, our match was a complete and total letdown. Did I overestimate your abilities, Nic? Was I foolish placing that much faith in your unpredictability? And to think, you are the woman who gave Zoe fits. How could the Nicole I dominated be the same woman who raised hell against Katelyn Bueller. I was expecting that Nicole to show up, not the one who mentally checked. You make me sick. A real champion doesn't quit. You did. Now, I bring Armageddon upon you.

Did the Underground Championship mean anything to you at all? By the way you mentally checked out last Friday, you didn't care about my division to put up a decent fight. Did you think I was in the best shape mentally? Heck no. I hadn't won a match since coming back to the company. Two weeks ago I was screwed out of a win against Hodges because of Greg Cherry got involved. The next week Thorn had to the nerve to jam a microphone in my face. And you want to cry a river because Wallace told you he wanted to become your manager? Thats it? Honestly? You mentally checked out because of him? I hate you. You are one emotionally weak fragile little girl. You don't belong in my division, you belong in a psych ward.

Ever since you became a member of the roster “The Powers That Be” have taken great care of you. After Katelyn gave everybody a real reason to care about your ass, “Ducky for Champion” chants began. Oh my goodness, Ducky is so adorable. We want her to become champion. Look at her. She got herself thrown in jail looking for Brittany, hahahaha. And when you lasted nearly 52 minutes in the rumble, no one talked about Winters winning, it was all about how the cute little psycho is on her way to becoming a champion. And thats what you are Nic, marketable. A charity case. No one wants to see you fail, except me.

Your failure is my success.

I pause for dramatic effect.

Lohan: When I wake up looking at My Underground Championship, looking at it gives a constant reminder of the day I made you Brittany's Lohans bitch. Its a well known fact that monsters like me take a little memento from their victims to remember them by. Some monsters cut off their victims head, some leave with a lock of hair, others leave the scene with a drop of blood to put in their wooden box. When I wake up in the morning looking at my title, a tidal wave of happy memories brighten up my day, knowing I took from you everything that meant a god damn thing to you. Did it feel great wearing the Underground Championship? Did you brag to your friend, Alexis? Did Wallace beam with joy expecting to ride off the coattails of the Underground Champion? Thats what I took away from you, your first championship. This Sunday, I take away your pride. I leave with whatever sanity you have left. I will leave you floundering in that ring, broken. Confused. Worthless. Irrelevant. When its all said and done little girl, you leave Under Attack Brittany Lohan's bitch... again!

Beating Nicole again springs forth a devilish smile on my face. Suddenly, my smirk morphs into an expression of unrivaled hatred. You guessed it. Time to talk about my least favorite person on the planet, Greg Cherry. I honestly thought I was done with him earlier in the year. He had to invade my division? How dare the son of a bitch. Anyway... I let out a lengthy sigh.

Lohan: Greg Cherry, awhile back you called me the female version of Josh Hudson. What was your rationale? Josh and I are talented performers who never beat you. Cute Greg. Its always about you, isn't it? How many times do I have to tell you... I DON'T CARE THAT I NEVER BEAT YOU. With that out the way, when you dig deeper into the Female Hudson comparison you are right. I am the female version of him. Everyone, from top tier guys to rookies who stepped foot in that ring against him knew they were in for the fight of their lives. They knew they needed to bring their A-Game that night in order to survive a Legend who was strictly about competition. Both of us remain on the tongue of wrestling fans without wearing a championship. I made Stacy and Gable's life a living nightmare. Hudson, he overshadowed your title match at Rise to Greatness last year.

Can you remain relevant without a championship? You have won what, nine, count them, nine SCW championships. Big deal. Try getting the fans talk about you when you're not killing a division with your gold lust. Thats what makes competitors like me and Hudson, in spite of our record against you, better than you. We are so great, no one cares that we lost to you.

You should thank me. After Thorn humiliated you last year you had no clue where your career was headed. Then I came along to rock the very foundation of your worthless life. If I didn't come into your life when I did, you wouldn't be where you are today. I pushed you to become the best Greg Cherry you can be. Dare I say it, our match at last years Apocalypse was the best match you've wrestled in over a year. Thats because I pushed your ass to the limit, you rode the momentum I gave you to steal the Tag Team Championships from Dark Fantasy. Thats what makes me like Hudson. We pushed you past your breaking point. You never pushed anyone past theirs. You are incapable pushing anyone to better themselves. How can you when you are sooo driven by your tunnel vision selfishness?

Slow down, Brit, pace yourself. You do not want to burn yourself out before the match do you? I take a lengthy breathe, I allow most of the tension I'm building up escape my body. Feeling content I continue on.

Lohan: It is a damn shame I am the one telling telling you this. Whats the point in gaining the world if you lose your soul in the process? Aren't you bothered by the fact no one in this company respects you? Tommy and David don't like you, and they are the nicest guys on the roster. Even Tommy can say one nice thing about me. But you don't care, as long as Greg Cherry becomes Supreme Champion. You should care about the way you are perceived, your number of championships alone guarantees you a spot in the Hall of Fame. Whats the point in becoming a Hall of Famer no one respects? No one respects your ability. No one respects you as a person. No one respects you as a competitor. If you by some miracle become Supreme Champion, no one will care. No one will throw a party. Heck. I had Syren, Bloome, Winters, and others in the back come to my party. And that speaks illy of you that they are willing to party with the biggest cunt on the roster.

I pat my Underground Championship.

Lohan: Its my duty, as the leader of the Underground division to protect it against ingrates like you. You are still the same gold mongering, disrespectful cunt I assaulted last year at Apocalypse. You want to become part of the Underground Family? You want me to set my crosshairs on you? Be careful what you wish for, Greg. You have my undivided attention, now. I need to be the one to drive the nail in your fantasy of becoming Supreme Champion. That would make me happy, Greg. Funny. I would have ignored your worthless existence if you stayed out of my life. You're part of my world now, boy! You are dead. Sooooooooooooo dead.

Oh. One more thing. Greg...

I pause for dramatic effect.

Lohan: Time to go to sleep.

I menacingly glare into the camera. No words can capture how much I hate Greg Cherry. Actions will. This Sunday he finds out how much I wish he were dead. How silly of me. Death would give him the attention he wants. I'm not that nice. I unfasten my title, I flip it around so the face plate faces me. Ignoring the camera I gaze at my title with an abundance of pride.

Lohan: “One year ago I was laying in a rehab center recovering from a staph infection, waiting to hear word from now former teammates how we fared at Under Attack. It was frustrating enough knowing I was missing my opportunity to compete for a chance to contend for you. Oh, how I wanted to listen to Rachel Foxx beg me to quit ramming her head into the chamber. Oh, how I needed to snap Dillusions neck like a number two pencil. All the fun I would have had I missed out on, all because a fluke. Now, you are mines. All mines. Greg, Tommy and Nic, they will have to send me to hospital to separate us. I am not ready to let you go. Not now...

I kiss my title.

Lohan: Not ever.

I close my eyes. I hug my championship against my chest. Soon the little red light disappears signaling the end of the camera's feed.
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