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Post by .::Beauty::. on Oct 7, 2010 3:02:15 GMT -5
[CWC North American Championship] Jessie Blake Vs. Thatcher Rex©
Limit: 2 Each Maximum First Deadline: Monday October 11th 11:59pm EST Final Deadline: Tuesday October 12th at 11:59pm EST
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Post by thatcherrex on Oct 8, 2010 22:42:20 GMT -5
When it rains, it pours. The old adage has proven true in my time as CWC’s North American Champion. For a full month, not one soul stepped up to challenge the Tyrant King for the title. Not one individual could summon up the courage to go toe-to-toe with me, to step into the squared circle and look me directly in the eye. But now, they’re coming out of the woodwork, first in the form of Typhoon Vance, and now Jessie Blake.
I stand upon the cusp of battle, breathing deep the quiet air that always permeates the field right before two forces clash. In each match that I have had in which the title was on the line, I have been the underdog. Darin Zion was larger than I, towering over me like the proverbial giant. Typhoon Vance proved that they came even bigger; rarely have I had to actually look up to stare my opponent in the eye. But each time I have competed for the North American belt, it has become less and less rare. When True Glory Wrestling’s general manager issued forth the challenge, I expected to be met with yet another glowering titan, a beastly mass of muscle and sinew.
Imagine my surprise when I found out my opponent was none other than the tiny Jessie Blake, who now takes the role of the underdog.
I’m not a sexist person by any means, but I admit to being taken aback by this development. ‘But Thatcher,’ you might be thinking. ‘Why should you be taken aback when the next contender for the title is female if you’re not sexist?’ Quite a fair question, but it truly has nothing to do with the fact that she has two of the same chromosome. It has to do with the drastic difference in appearance between her and the two previous hopefuls. Look at Vance and Zion; literal walls unto themselves. Jessi Blake’s petite form contrasts greatly, and I was surprised at that.
However, the danger she poses is just as great.
It would be easy to sit here and hurl baseless, shallow insults in her direction. It would be a simple matter for me to laugh about how her size disadvantage would guarantee my victory. Simple, yes… but nonetheless erroneous. The underdog should never be discounted. I am living, breathing proof of this, and for me to fall into the same trap of arrogance, the illusion of overconfidence, would all but guarantee a new CWC North American Champion on October 11. As cliché as it is to say, size doesn’t matter within the squared circle. It’s an advantage, yes, but it never guarantees a victory. As any martial arts instructor worth their salt will tell you, technique will always beat out strength, and from what I hear, Miss Blake has all but mastered technique.
Oh yes, Jessie Blake, I am taking you very seriously. I’ve been keeping an eye on the goings-on within True Glory Wrestling, and you’ve proven yourself very adept at the sport. You’ve also revealed a slight… shall we call it, disturbance… within your head. Missing out on the Volitionary Title pushed you to assault the referee. You laid out your very own friends when they tried to prevent you from further injuring a wrestler that you had already beaten. Previous to this, I had heard of your sweet disposition, the fact that you’re a sweetheart to everyone you meet. This intrigued me, as my own protégé, who goes by the name of Shannon Vastor, has very much the same attitude. But what I’ve seen over the past few weeks hasn’t exactly jived with your reputation. Instead of the sweet and kind person that had been rumored, all I see is a sore loser that lacks the ability to control her impulses.
To be honest, I can handle the latter much better than the former. It’s always a grapple with the conscience to battle it out with a kind, good individual. I had as much trouble with Darin Zion; he was a good man, and I waltzed in and removed the title from his possession. It drove him to become a bad man, of course, and I have to bare that responsibility on my shoulders. Each man makes his own choice, but the circumstances behind that choice are just as important as the choice itself. Zion’s current state of mind is a direct result of the Tyrant King pinning him to the canvas. Jason Riviera, better known in Evolution Pro Wrestling as Crazy KYD, was also a good man… until I removed the Television Title from his possession, thereby ending his reign and starting my own. After that match, something inside Riviera snapped, and he became one of the most reviled and hated individuals in my home company. Even before them, a match in which Michael Thunder surrendered the New Age Title to myself caused him to travel down a dark path. Such are the risks of facing good individuals; if they are beaten, they may not be able to take the mental strain of that fact and snap.
But you, Jessie Blake… you’ve already snapped, haven’t you?
I don’t know what the catalyst was, and in all honesty, I don’t really care. Maybe it was the hunger of power stirring within your belly when you became engaged to TGW’s owner, that you’re a member of a dominant collection of Sirens, or it could even could be a result of global warming or the hole in the ozone layer. It doesn’t matter what the reason is so much as the fact that it exists at all. You see, I’ve made a career out of punishing the bad guys. No matter how big their name is, no matter how they try to puff themselves up, I’ve slapped them down with a nice little lesson in humility. Giants, midgets, mortals and gods, any and all have met their fate at the hands of the Tyrant King. Champions and hopefuls alike have seen their dreams come crashing down around them, despair flooding their very being as Thatcher Rex stood above them, arm raised high in the air as he claimed victory over them.
So what makes you think you’ll be any different, Jessie Blake?
What earth-shattering ability do you possess that can rock my world?
Is it because you held on to the Volitionary Title for a good long while? Maybe it’s the fact that nobody actually beat you for it, that you had to be stripped of the only gold you’ve ever wrapped your fingers around in TGW. Whatever it is, let’s be clear about one thing. You’re not facing a fresh, green rookie. You’re facing a multi-time champion who not only smiles in the face of adversity, but bitch-slaps it in the face. You’re facing the longest-reigning champion of any title within Evolution Pro Wrestling, holding the most consecutive title defenses that that particular company has ever seen.
But more importantly, you’re facing a veritable force unto himself. The Tyrannosaur wasn’t the biggest dinosaur on the block, by any means. Some outweighed him by tons in the double digits. Others towered over the mighty creature by an order of magnitude. But regardless, the Tyrannosaur was labeled the king of the tyrant lizards.
That is what you face, Jessie Blake. Not the North American Champion. Not EPW’s favorite son.
You face the Tyrant King.* * * “So you think you can just walk into TGW without a care in the world? They’ll be gunning for you, Thatcher. You have your share of enemies in EPW, but in True Glory Wrestling, you will have an entire roster out for your blood! It doesn’t matter what personal issues they have with each other, they will unite against an outsider.” Shannon Vastor’s words were laced with concern and a modicum of scorn. The Shuttle Bus bounced roughly, jolting the two of us and halting her tirade for a moment. A limousine had been an option, but I had felt it was slightly overdone, especially for a ride to the airport. CWC and TGW had fronted one for the ride after my flight, but it was more for hype and media attention than it was for any favor towards myself.
So here I found myself in the azure shuttle that was associated with the airports, gold lettering emblazoned on the side. The inside stank of cigarette smoke, the grey upholstery showing years of wear and tear. I hadn’t bothered to strap on the seat belt; it would probably rip right out of the socket if we crashed into anything bigger than a fire hydrant. Shannon was accompanying me to TGW, as she refused to be left behind this time; she was still disappointed that she had missed the match at CWC’s Episode 11. It was unavoidable, of course; she had been booked for a match on the indy circuit, and had been unable to get out of it. I wouldn’t let her, even if she could; while I appreciated her friendship, I refused to let her sacrifice her career for it.“It won’t be the first time I’ve had the odds stacked against me, Shannon. They may attack me the moment I set foot in the halls of TGW, or they may cheer my name. For all I care, they can river dance down the corridor wearing bright green bowler hats. This is an official event sanctioned by CWC, and I expect the same level of professionalism out of TGW that is displayed by the Council.” Shannon arched a brow, incredulity written on her face.“And in the event that they don’t share your optimistic outlook?” A smile tugs at the corner of my mouth, my hand reaching down to withdraw the signature weapon of the Tyrant King from the duffel, white tape wrapped around the lower half. Polished oak gleamed under the window-filtered sunlight.“Insurance.”
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Post by jessicablake on Oct 11, 2010 21:34:13 GMT -5
October 5th, 2010 Hours before Animosity *Jessica Blake walks down the hallway, hours before Animosity is set to start. Shes wearing a tight, short, black skirt, Black heeled boots and a dark purple tank top. Her makeup is heavy black eyeliner and dark purple eyeshadow. She steps up to Leo Hayden's locker room and knocks on the door, a smirk on her face* Leo Hayden: O great now what? want to tell me how wrong I am again? Listen, I'm not going to help you be all happy go lucky barbie *She smirks and taps Leo on the cheek* Jessica Blake: Aww Leo.. that's cute, Barbie? Likes shes never heard that before. *Jessica walks past Leo into his locker room and looks around* Jessica Blake: On the contrary, You inspired me. Leo Hayden: O? to quit the wrestling business for good? *She turns and winks at him* Jessica Blake: You wish Leo Hayden: Right? You need a male singer for your next big event and you heard me sing in the shower and think I have what it takes to join the sirens? Jessica Blake: Sweetie you could NEVER be a Siren Leo Hayden: right because I refuse to live in a trailer park, I'm sorry all right what do you want? *She rolls her eyes* Jessica Blake: Check our houses hunnie, None of us live in trailer parks, Anyway... "Jessie" Is really make me sick.. Leo Hayden: oo Now I see what is going on here. You're ready for a lifestyle change. Jessica Blake: Exactly... I'm tired of her can do bullshit.. God if I wasn;t so gorgeous I'd kill myself to get rid of her Leo Hayden: ahahahaa now we are talking. Listen, obviously I am talking to the better side of you. Now listen Jessica, I want to Trust you while your like this, but I don't know if I can...I mean what stops you from taking my teaching and then stabbing me in the back, I am the current Volitionary Champion, and I know you want this belt back. Now, I have somethings you can help me with but, I need to make sure I can trust you. Plus, instead of fighting me lets fight all those goodie two shoes that caused you to be suspended in the first place, fight all those who said you aren't allowed in the ring, and I'm including that weaker side of yours. Jessica Blake: Oh don't worry... I already have a plan for those bitches... Oh don't worry... I already have a plan for those bitches... I'm focused on bigger things.. Weak little Jessie may be focused on that title.. But I have bigger fish to fry Leo Hayden: Well good to know, because there is a whole company that ust be torn down piece by piece in till it all topples over just like game of Jenga that has gone on to long Jessica Blake: Including Alli Taylor of course. If you help me, I'll help you Leo Hayden: All right lets get to work then, You just stay the way you are now, and we won't have any difficulties destroying this company and moving on to bigger things Jessica Blake: Ugh... If only that was possible.. That little wench pushes her way through. But you can hlp me with that. Leo Hayden: You leave her to me. I am glad to see finally you have opened your eyes to start realizing what we must do to reach your true potential Jessica Blake: Oh believe me.. I see it.. and It HAS to happen.. Soon. Before she gets rid of me! Leo Hayden: Right, well there is a way to help me tonight. You see, I never really kidnapped Russell's mom...So I kind of need a body double...I always could get Alice to do it, but this might work out better... Jessica Blake: Excuse me? Are you insinuating I could pass for an old ass woman? Leo Hayden: Listen Jessica, in a straight jacket, baggy pants, and a black hood anyone can pass for an old ass woman. *She nods and rolls her eyes* Jessica Blake: What do you need me to do? Leo Hayden: put this stuff on, I'll walk you out to the ring on a throne like you deserve, well we know Russell will remove the mask to see his mom is all right thats when do what you do to Mr. Francis *She looks at him and smirks* Jessica Blake: Destroy Russell Francis hmm? Whats in this for me exactly? Leo Hayden: you help me, I start helping you. One of those Trust exercises you could say Jessica Blake: Sounds good to me.. But after this,, Lets keep our little arrangement on the low Leo Hayden: right you just hate Russell that much that you would be willing to stoop so low to help me. Jessica Blake: Exactly. Leo Hayden: I'll see you later then. *Jessica smirks and walks past him, walking out of the locker room* October 5th, 2010 Animosity *The ref grabs Jessie's arm and raises it. She smiles and the rest of the Siren's get into the ring. Sterling starts to get up, and Jessie sees him out of the corner of her eye. She suddenly turns and runs at Sterling, Kicking him in the head. Alyson grabs Jessica's arm and she turns and clothesline's Alyson to the mat. Melody steps up to Jessica and receives a right hook to the face. Goddard then grabs Jessie from behind, But she is met with an elbow to the side of her head. After her friends are down, Jessie shakes her head, closing her eyes. When her eyes reopen, Her face drops and she looks around at the carnage, Seeing shes the only one standing. She reaches up and holds her head, before collapsing to the mat.* *Jessie wakes up slowly, an IV in her arm, in a hospital. Outside the door are the Sirens, talking and her fioncee Wade Mason is in the chair next to her. She reaches up and holds her head, dizzy, as she opens her eyes slowly* Jessie Blake: ...Where am I? *Wade sits on the edge of the bed and offer her a smile, running his hand along her cheek.* Wade Mason: Hey there sleepy head, how you feelin? Jessie Blake: My head hurts... *She looks around* Jessie Blake: ....Why am I in the hospital...? Wade Mason: It's nothing... *He moves a few strands of hair from her face.* Wade Mason: You blacked out while in the ring, over stress. *She lowers her eyebrows and sits up slowly looking at her friends, She sees Melody with a blackened eye and looks at Wade* Jessie Blake: ...I didn't... Wade Mason: She's fine... Jessie Blake: Oh my god.. I did... Melody... Wade Mason: It's ok, don't worry. Jessie Blake: I attacked my friends Wade! What is wrong with me... Wade Mason: You're just holding onto a lot of emotions and it's stressing you out. Jessie Blake: Wade.. I can't handle this... Wade Mason: We'll get through it together, everything will be ok Jessie. Jessie Blake: How? How will it be okay.. I keep attacking people.. I have no idea where blocks of days go.. Wade Mason: We will get this figured out, Jessie. We'll go see someone. You can't just keep pushing things down inside of you. Jessie Blake: I need to be commited Wade.. So I can't hurt anybody.. Wade Mason: No... Jessie Blake: We have no choice.. I keep hurting people.. *He sighs and looks at her.* Wade Mason: Get some rest and we can talk about it when we go home. Jessie Blake: Wade... I'm not sane anymore.. Wade Mason: I can't think about committing the woman that I love, not tonight. *She sighs and reaches her hand out to him. He gives her hand a squeeze and puts both of his on hers, holding them tight.* Wade Mason: We'll figure it out... I'll take care of you... Jessie Blake: I wanna go home.. Wade Mason: The doctor said you can leave in the morning, so get some sleep. *Jessie nods and lays her head down on the pillow slowly, but then sits up fast and looks at Wade* Jessie Blake: Don't.. don't leave me..? *He smiles and points to the two chairs pulled together and made into a make-shift bed* Wade Mason: I don't plan on it. *She shakes her head and lays down on her side on the edge of the bed and pats the bed infront of her. He smiles and lays beside her, running his hand along her cheek, kissing her lips softly.* Wade Mason: Just believe... *She rests her head on his chest and closes her eyes slowly, and nods as she slowly drifts to sleep* *The door to a night club two blocks from the hospital opens and the dance music floods out onto the street. Katie Goddard walks into the club and looks around. She starts to walk towards the dance floor but hears glass breaking and turns towards the bar. She walks over to where the commotion is and sees a man on the floor, bleeding from the head. She looks up at who hit the man and sees Jessica Blake, in black jeans and a black tank top, Her hair curled and wearing dark eyeliner.* Jessica Blake: I'm engaged asshole!! *Katie walks over to Jessica and sighs.* Jessica Blake: Oh! Hey Katie! Katie Goddard: What are you doing here? Why did you leave the hospital? Jessica Blake: Ugh.. Seriously? Katie comeon... It was boring as hell. Katie Goddard: Wade woke up and you were gone.. Hes worried sick. Comeon.. Jessica Blake: Fine, This place is dull anyway. *The women walk out of the club and outside, They start walking towards the hospital and Katie sighs again* Katie Goddard: Jessica.. I understand where you're coming from at times I do.. But we miss Jessie.. Jessica Blake: I know.. But shes gonna be gone soon and its just something everyone is gonna have to deal with.. Sorry. But hey.. You're the fun one, You're the rebel... So stick to my side.. And you'll be spared. *Jessica winks and Katie and keeps walking as Katie raises an eyebrow and looks at her*
*Jessie stands on the stage with Melody Fender and smiles over at her, hiding the pain behind her eyes. Melody turns and walks to the band and starts talking to them. She turns back around and walks to the mic and smiles over at Jessie, Her eye still blackened. Jessie sighs and forces herself to smile and reaches up and puts her hands on the mic.*
Melody Fender: I've been bruised and I've been broken Can't believe that I put up with all this pain I've used and I was choking on the promise I would never fall again I used to sing to your twisted symphony The weights that had me trapped inside your misery But now I know the reason why I couldn't breathe
Cause all I want
Melody and Jessie: Is everything you're not
Melody Fender: So go ahead and slam the door Cause you can't shut me out No I don't..
Melody and Jessie: Don't care what you say
Melody Fender: Cause all I really All I really want Is everything you're not
Melody and Jessie: Never gonna break my heart again Never gonna see your face again
Melody Fender: Everything you're not
Melody and Jessie: Never wanna feel this way again
Jessie Blake: Your darkness was my weakness But it turns out that it only went so deep Deep A meaningless diversion That is all that you ever meant to me Me, Me, Me And I am done with your twisted symphony The words that had me sound like stolen poetry I tore the pages and I can finally breathe
Cause all I want
Melody and Jessie: Is everything you're not
Jessie Blake: So go ahead and slam the door Cause you can't shut me out No I don't..
Melody and Jessie: Don't care what you say
Jessie Blake: Cause all I really All I really want Is everything you're not
Melody and Jessie: Never gonna break my heart again Never gonna see your face again
Melody Fender: I want a gentlemen that teats me like a queen I need respect, I need love, Nothing in between
Jessie Blake: I will not spell it out for you if you can't see Cause you're not worth it, you don't deserve it And now I'm gone.
Melody Fender: Everything you're not not not
Jessie Blake: Everything you're not not not
Melody Fender: 1,2,3!
Cause all I want
Melody and Jessie: Is everything you're not
Jessie Blake: So go ahead and slam the door Cause you can't shut me out No I don't..
Melody and Jessie: Don't care what you say
Melody Fender: Cause all I really All I really want Is everything you're not
Melody and Jessie: Never gonna break my heart again Never gonna see your face again Never wanna feel this way again
Never gonna break my heart again Never gonna see your face again Never wanna feel this way again
Never gonna break my heart again Never gonna see your face again Never wanna feel this way again
*Jessie smiles over at Melody, then out to Wade and winks at him*
*Jessie Blake sits on the bar at the club she just played and smiles into the camera as it comes into focus on her. Shes wearing blue jeans and a purple and white t-shirt.*
Jessie Blake: This week.. Pay-Per-View... Against a rival company, Well sort of.. I have a chance a gold again.. Not that I ever lost MINE of course.. But anyway.. These NWA people can have been in this buisness for however long they want.. I don’t really care either way.. But you’ve been never been with us.. This is OUR home.. and even with all the issues and problems we have.. We will NOT let you people come into our home and take us over.. You, to us, are Rookies. And we will not be beaten by Rookies, Believe me.... Don’t get too comfortable here... Your opponents will make sure you’re not here long.
*Jessie smiles sweetly and sighs.*
Jessie Blake: But me... I’m facing a member of CWC... The ONLY one coming in here... Oh sweetie, Be careful, You’re gonna be all alone here.. and believe me, I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one gunning for you and your company. Thatcher Rex... I have a shot at your title, The CWC North American Championship. I got this chance because Alli Taylor finally got smart and realized I will take this company to a new level. Natalie Burrows was going to have this chance.. and she proved she was weak and couldn’t hack it here... so now its all me.. and trust me.. You will come into TGW with that title.. But you won’t be leaving with it... and When my fioncee comes back to the company.. Its just one more thing to make him powerful. So Thatcher.. Do one of us a favor... For TGW.. Come and bring your best, Because when I beat you it’ll just make us look better... But for CWC.. Don’t show up, cause when you lose.. To a girl... You’ll embarss them.. So make a decision.. and we’ll see what it is at Outside Assault.
*Jessie hops the bar and blows a kiss to the camera before walking away as the camera fades to black.*
*The TGW camera fades up from black, Shes wearing a short black skirt, and a black and purple tank top. Standing on the front porch of her and Wade’s home, she smirks into the camera*
Jessica Blake: Thatcher... Thatcher.. Thatcher. You’re going to come into MY company and talk shit about me? Oh hunnie... Bad idea. Do you know how many bitches would be on you in three seconds if they thought I.. Well.. Jessie.. Was in danger? Think about that for a second will you?
*She nods and stands up straight and slides her hands into her hips.*
Jessica Blake: You’re calling me.. The Underdog? You’re in MY building come this show babe, I will never be the underdog.. Sirens are NEVER underdogs. And yes, I have mastered my technique in that ring.. As my UNDEFEATED streak will tell you.. The fact that I NEVER LOST my title will tell you.. You better watch who you’re calling an underdog.. Because you see, you can say you’re not underestimating me all you want.. But the fact of the matter is, By calling me the underdog.. thats EXACTLY what you are doing.. And I will beat that word out of your head.. Trust. You say I have a problem.. That my reputation is that I am a sweet girl.. and that I have not proven that. HELL NO I haven’t because thats not who I am.. Thats that weak little slut who keeps trying to get past me, But I keep getting out don’t I? And as far as attacking my friends.. Tough love.. They needed it, Lord knows that little idiot wasn;t giving it to them, and their dragging her down because of it, and I will not be dragged down. Know THIS Rex.. I am NOT scared of you.. Nor will I ever be.. I have not snapped, I do not have issues with my head.. There is NOTHING wrong with me.. I am just as strong and powerful and talented in that ring as I’ve ever been.. Just smarter now.. You better believe it.. So Thatcher start kissing your title goodbye.. Because you won’t have it for very much longer.
*Jessica smirks and winks at the camera she turns towards the house and opens the front door.*
Jessica Blake: Oooooooh Waaaaade.
*Jessica pulls her shirt off, revealing her naked back, as the door to their home closes and the camera fades*
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Post by jessicablake on Oct 12, 2010 1:54:10 GMT -5
*Jessica rolls over onto her stomach, the blanket covering her body. She has a smirk on her face and looks at Wade* Jessica Blake: Now wasn;t that better than boring old prissy? *Wade takes a deep breath and sits up a bit, a smile on his face but seeming confused.* Wade Mason: What? *She rolls her eyes and looks at him* Jessica Blake: Stuck up Jessie. Wade Mason: Jess... *He seems concerned.* Jessica Blake: Yes? Wade Mason: What do you mean boring Jessie? *She rolls her eyes* Jessica Blake: Jessie... You know.. The "other" me or whatever. Shes boring. And I'm sure in bed wasn;t any different. *He shakes his head, worried. He doesn't know what to say to her.* Wade Mason: You're one in the same. *She smirks and looks at him* Jessica Blake: Admit it.. I'm better than her. Wade Mason: I don't know what you want me to say. Jessica Blake: Just admit it Wade.. god is that so hard? I know you have an attachment to her but god.. *She throws the blanket off her body and stands, putting on her robe* Wade Mason: There is nothing to admit. Jessica Blake: Then don't.. But we both know the truth. *She winks over her shoulder at him. He shakes his head, almost rolling his eyes as he folds his arms. She turns her back to him again, looking at herself in the mirror* Jessica Blake: Well I suggest you stop being so attached.. She'll be gone soon Wade Mason: What do you mean? Jessica Blake: Shes not stronger than me. you know it as well as I do.. Little Prissy Jessie... Will no longer exist *She smirks again, but then makes a face, as if shes in pain. He sides to the edge of the bed and looks at her, more concerned at her face than continuing the conversation.* Wade Mason: What is it? *She shakes her head and continues to look in the mirror* Jessica Blake: Nothing.. Absolutely nothing. Wade Mason: Well let me tell you this... You're the same girl, Jessie or Jessica. This game in your head won't last. Jessie is the woman that I fell in love with and always will. Jessica Blake: So you like weak women? Wade Mason: I love Jessie. *She straightens up and looks at him in the mirror, then grabs her head* Jessica Blake: God damnit! Wade Mason: What? *She turns and looks at him, before her eyes roll back and she starts to fall to the floor. Wade reaches out and swoops her off her feet and puts her on the bed and sits beside her.* Wade Mason: Jessie, talk to me. *After about ten minutes, she reaches up and holds her head, slowly opening her eyes* Jessie Blake: ..Wade? *He runs his hand along her cheek.* Wade Mason: Yes? *She looks at him and starts to sit up slowly* Jessie Blake: ...Again? Wade Mason: I think so.. Jessie Blake: Oh man.. *She looks over at him, then down to herself, then back to him* Jessie Blake: Do you.. We.. Her.. *He hangs his head and nods slowly.* Wade Mason: I didn't know.. *She leans over and kisses him* Jessie Blake: Its okay baby. Its still.. Me? kinda? Wade Mason: Yeah.. *She sighs and shakes her head* Jessie Blake: What did i say...? Wade Mason: That "Jessie" was weak, that she'll no longer exist. *She lowers her eyebrows* Jessie Blake: ..What? Wade Mason: I don't know, it didn't make sense to me. *She sighs* Jessie Blake: This isn;t good Wade... Wade Mason: It'll be ok.. Jessie Blake: You keep saying that.. and its getting worse.. Wade Mason: I'll figure something out. *She looks at him and shakes her head* Jessie Blake: You can't marry me Wade.. Wade Mason: I'm going to, don't say that. Jessie Blake: Its not fair to you.. Wade Mason: It's not fair to me for you to leave. I love you Jessie and you're all I want out of life. I need you. *She kisses him softly and rests her forehead on his* Jessie Blake: Wade this is scaring me.. *He returns the kiss and runs his finger through her hair* Wade Mason: I know but I'm here. Jessie Blake: What if she wins...? Wade Mason: We won't let her. Jessie Blake: How? Wade Mason: I don't know yet but I'll think of something. *She nods slowly and looks at him* Jessie Blake: I trust you.. Wade Mason: Good *He smiles and kisses her softly. She closes her eyes and slowly falls asleep* Its funny how things work.. First the Katie drama when we get to TGW.. then the Alyson drama.. and then I start dating Wade.. Reno comes back.. I get engaged.. Get kidnapped.. while I’m gone my title ets taken away from me by Alli Taylor.. I come back.. Still have Wade.. and now have a shot at CWC’s North American Champion for his title. Never did I think, When I got into this company I would be where I am.. Although I’ve been through alot.. I couldn;t be happier with where I am. And now.. Rex has to face me.. And Rex.. I’m sorry.. But if I haven’t destroyed my undefeated streak on someone in TGW.. I’m sure as hell not gonna lose it to you. Like I said.. you’re in my home.. and in my home, I reign. That title will stay in TGW after you have to get on your flight and leave.. and you won;t be able to stop me.. thats just the way it is. You know, You’re not the first person to point out theres something going on with me.. and if you knew ANYTHING about me and my history, You wouldn’t be suprised. I’ve been through alot in TGW and I’ll be damned if I let some outsider come in and destroy it all for me.. So Thatcher.. PLEASE don;t act like you know me. You may have been following me.. But you are not here everyday. As much as I hate Alli Taylor, atleats I know she knows who I am, and how I am. You don’t have the same luxury. You may know whats gone on with me.. You may know I’m undefeated, You may know little things about me.. But you do NOT know me.. So don’t assume you do. We have never had a conversation.. But anyway.. The day you assume you know me, Like you have.. Is the day I get the upperhand on you.. Thatcher, I’m ready for you.. Are you ready for me? If not.. I feel sorry for you.. I’ll see you in the ring. In a few hours.. Jessica Blake will become the CWC North American Champion... Damn that sounds good. Winning not only another individuals title.. But another COMPANY’S title.. Would be so so so so so sweet. And Thatcher, Unfortunately or you.. You are that individual.. CWC is that company.. and the North American Title is that title. And after Outside Assault, That gold will be around MY waist, Hell.. I DO look good in Gold. Although.. I will have to have it disinfected since you’ve had it for the past little while. Thatcher.. You think you can handle me right? I’m the underdog.. Sweetie you’re talking to JessiCA not JessiE. Well.. Soon we WILL be one in the same.. I am taking everything from her.. Her friends, Her fioncee, Her winning streak and soon.. Her title.. Well your title.. But you get what I’m saying. It doesn;t matter if I win it or Jessie wins it.. The sad fact is.. CWC is gonna be one title short. And Jessica Blake will once again be a title holder.. You keep thinking I’m the underdog.. Thats fine with me.. Cause this Underdog.. Will be TOP dog once I finish with you.. Trust me.. You’d be better off just quitting CWC now.. Before they kick you out for embarrassing you. So Thatcher.. When we meet at Outside Assault.. Bring it, Because I sure will.
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