Post by Alexander Rizzo on Jan 14, 2017 19:58:03 GMT
]Rec[
Title: Victory is mine
Date: 01/19/2017
Location: Outside Victory Studios
//Good bye… Hello…\\
“Episode Four will forever be known as the death of Jackson Ford and the birth of Alexander Rizzo. How can that be they are one in the same, you ask. The answer is only by flesh we are the same. However when it comes to the mind it is a whole different story. You see for the last 27 years I have been locked up and chained in the darkest parts of his mine. Once I embraced my true identity I was able to say goodbye to a life that has brought me pain and heartache. Against Hyde I wrestled my last match under the Ford name, I usually don’t give credit but Hyde brought his A game, however his A game was nothing more than a dead rat in the alley way. Once I took the dead rat and flushed him down the toilet I had time to plan the emergence of Alexander. I figured I would give everyone a preview, so at the end of the night I laid out Kitty Petrova and Aiden Morrow and stood over their bodies.”
//Stop Your Crying!\\
“Ever since the show ended all I see is everyone crying. Petrova and Morrow are the main ones. They call what I did and act of a coward. I on the other hand call it taking control, since day one when I stepped into this company I told everyone I am here for the Victory Championship. People cried because I took control and got my name thrown in the hat. I warn everyone that I don’t play well with others so when they teamed me with Hyde I laid him out and left him to the wolves who are no longer a part of Victory. When I say something I speak the truth. I told everyone that I will be heading to the main event of Revolution. The fools didn’t believe me and they laughed at me after Hyde cost me the win in four way hardcore match. Then what do you know a spot opened up and I had the chance to kill two birds with one stone payback on Hyde and claim my spot. Once I buried Hyde in a match that he requested I noticed people turning their backs on me. Those who claimed to be friends, those who claim to love me will not return my calls. I realized that they was only using me trying to hold me back, they were never my friends. They saw how superior I was to them and realized they would never reach my level. They didn’t love me they envied me.”
//Failure Isn’t An Option.\\
“All my life I have been great, I excelled in every aspect of my athletic career. Since the day I entered the wrestling industry I was told that failure is not an option. Failure is weakness and weakness is not tolerated. Aaron Blaize and Myke Adams preached that back in Revival. If you accept failure you are doomed to fail. Take a look at the Cleveland Browns they went what 1-15 this past season. Hell since they came back to the NFL they have failed to provide that city with a winning season. Instead of taking steps to become a competitive franchise they accept failure and failure became their way of life. What I am saying in order to be great you cannot allow yourself to fail. Because when you fail you become accustom to being a failure much like Hyde. He chose a table’s match and if anyone knew anything about me they would know that table matches are my specialty.”
“The one thing that I got from the Montgomery was that they didn’t tolerate failure. People say in order to grow and learn you need to learn from your failures. Well in the Montgomery house we was told that the only thing failure teaches is losing is fine. Youth sports has accepted failure they give out participation trophies. I am totally against that, they are telling children it is alright to be a failure. When I was in youth sports participation trophies didn’t exist in wrestling I would wake up in the morning go down to the gym and train. I would then shower and go to school then after school I would be back in the gym training. Come match night the training paid off I would go out there and dominate. I didn’t accept losing and at Revolution when I step in that ring I will not accept failure. While these so called contenders are out partying and celebrating I am in the gym training. I am watching their matches and checking off their weakness. ”
//Getting down to business\\
“Enough with the rambling it is time to address the elephant in the room instead of shit that doesn’t matter. There is one thing that every little kid dreams of when they are young. Can you guess what it is? I’ll tell you it is to be a champion. You see Vortex knew this that is why he set up a series of 4-ways that decided the participant’s He had it all set and ready to go, but with the departure of a coward name Brooklyn Skye, he had to fill her spot now everyone knows that I deserved to be in the 4-way after what happened in the hardcore 4-way a match that I should of and would have won. However he couldn’t just hand me that spot he had to make me earn it. That I did I earned it when I sent Hyde crashing through a burning table. I am sure all three of my opponents will make a stupid comment about me being nothing more than a replacement. They will probably make a comment on how I don’t deserve to be in the match. Well to each its own. Everyone can think what they want. I know I belong here and I know at the end of the night I will be the one standing Victorious. All it will take is for me to throw a no hitter. Yes Baseball terminology here. It is the bottom of the ninth and all I have left to do is strike out Kitty Petrova, Aiden Morrow, and Katie Anderson.”
//Aiden Morrow Strikes Out\\
“Aiden Morrow you will have to admit I was off your radar until the end of Episode four when I laid both you and Kitty out. Well now things have changed you know exactly who I am and what I will do to get what I want. I believe you said that you have not been pinned since joining Victory wrestling. News flash neither have I. That doesn’t mean nothing really. Of course you are young you don’t understand about how this business works. I guess Flex and Blyss didn’t teach you about this when you was training. It doesn’t matter what happened in the past. What matters is what will happen in the now and present. So you can name off your accomplishments which really isn’t anything. You can go out and say your three year old is more mature than me. It doesn’t mean shit. I’ll tell you what bring a notepad and a pen to the ring so you can take notes I will give you this lesson for free on what it takes to win a match of this magnitude. Again I will leave you with this one piece of advice don’t live in the past embrace the future.”
//Katie Anderson strikes out\\
“Much like Aiden I wasn’t even on your radar either. To be honest we really have exchanged any words except for that donut comment on twitter the other day. Allow me to formally introduce myself to you I am soon to be the first ever Victory Champion. I would like to say that you have a beautiful body but that body isn’t for wrestling. If I was Vortex I would put you in a dress and out on the corner that is where he would make a killing for you. Sorry couldn’t help myself, I have been watching you since I came to Victory Wrestling, you started out slow with a few loses but you started a winning streak. You have been very impressive inside the ring. However you are very raw you make mistakes and in a match like this one mistake is all it takes to lose. Everyone has a weak spot and I have noticed yours, I plan to exploit your weak spot if given the chance. Now I am not going to mention it here because well Monkey see Monkey do. If I was to mention it, Aiden and Kitty will try to do the same. Darling allow me to give you some food for thought, instead of taking a chance of getting your pretty little face damage why don’t you take Revolution off.”
//Kitty Petrova strikes out\\
“Unlike the previous two I have been on your radar and have been inside your head, Kitty! In this match I honestly think you are a threat, small threat but a threat. You see we have been down this road not two long ago. I am sure people remember the hardcore fatal four-way. You was the victor, but you didn’t beat me you beat some guy who is no longer here in Victory. I am sure you thought I was in your rear-view mirror and you wouldn’t have to deal with me again. Well Honey where there’s a will there is a way. You see there is this thing called opportunity and well when it was given to me I seized it and decided to make a statement when I laid you and your secret lover Aiden out along with that idiot referee. Hell if Katie was down there I would have laid her ass out as well. You are different than the other two idiots in this match you are conniving and last time we faced you played that card pretty well. The last time you said I try too hard to be hated, well you was wrong. Being hated comes natural to me just look at you and everyone else. Trust me when I say that I will not make the same mistake twice I know what you are about you see an opportunity to get a cheap win and you take it. In my personal opinion I don’t think you belong in this match. I think you charmed your way here. It doesn’t matter really because your fate is sealed and you will soon realize that I am no longer the same person I was two weeks ago I am more dangerous and even more Malicious I thirst for blood. Revolution I will make Victory bleed.”
//I’m a Game Changer\\
“I’m the person that everyone wants in the line-up when the game is on the line. Why because they know I can make a difference they know I go into a whole different mode. Just ask Hyde he seen a whole different side of me. I spent the better part of my adult life making a name for Jackson Ford. I went to war, shed blood as well as took blood. I put my all into that era of my life. Now I have to do it all over again. However I learned a lot while under the Ford name. This time I am on my own and it will give you all nightmares. You see the Excellence by Design and Dangerous by choice isn’t just another catch phrase, it is my life. I work my ass off to make sure I am excellent and perfect in my craft. I am programmed that way. However I do choose to be dangerous. What makes me dangerous isn’t just one thing. It’s a multitude of many things. The way I train, the way I prepare for a match. The choices I make and so on. It gives me confidence in my ability. I come off cocky to people and it doesn’t bother me. They can say I have a god complex or superiority complex all they want. The truth is I am better, because I put the work in I give it my all and I don’t accept defeat.”
//Final thoughts\\
“Episode five also referred to as Revolution will be a history maker two champions will be crowned. Two individuals will be linked to their respective tiles as being the first ever to hold them. My mind and focus will be on the Victory championship and the competitors in that match I might have talked a lot of trash but despite the way I come off I do respect them they had to have done something right to be in the main event. I will not be cautious and I will lay it all on the line not just to be the Victory but to be written in the history books of this company as the first person to hold the title. So the talk is now over it’s time for action. Love me or hate me I will be Victorious!”
“Rizzo Out!”
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Years ago, I was in a group that preached about #change, little did I know that I am forced to either change or stay the same.
Sorrento, Italy
January 4th 2017
It has been two days since I found out the full truth. Part of me is still processing this information of what transpired years ago. The emotion and rage I feel is still fresh and raw. My sister Adrina trying to help me deal with it all. She talked me into heading to where she grew up in Sorrento Italy. I was able to meet my Grandmother and brother for the first time. Last night we shared a meal and talked about how life was growing up their life and my life. Today Adrina has decided to take me up to a house that she and Andrew bought for me last year.
“I am glad you talked me into coming here Adrina! I needed to get away for a bit and think about everything.” I said as we pulled up in the driveway of the house.
I stepped out of the car and looked around wondering why we was at this house.
“Alex...” she said.
It took me a minute to realize she was talking to me. The whole name thing will take time getting used to.
“Yes…” I replied
She walked over to where I was standing she took my hand and looked into my eyes with a smile on her face she handed me a set of keys.
“What’s this?” I asked
“Well a couple of years ago when Grams Andrew and me about you we wasn’t sure at first what to do to make you feel a part of the family. We didn’t know if you wanted to be a part of the family. So we bought this house and decided to renovate it.” She paused for a moment. “Last night while you was talking with Grandma, Andrew and I had our own talk and we agreed that we should give you this house as a welcome home present.” She said.
What she said shocked me, I had a million things racing through my mind. I looked at the house and look back at her. “Adrina, I am speechless… but my life is back in the states. I can’t leave there I have my work and my daughter back there.” I said
“Oh Alex, we don’t expect you to move here. We think this would be a good vacation home for you it is two bedrooms, and an open floor plan. Come on in and take a look around.” She said as she grabbed my arm pulling me toward the house.
I used the keys and unlocked the door, pushing it open I walked in followed by Adrina. It is very noticeable that these two put in some hard work. The ceilings was high, and from the front door there is a sightline straight to the kitchen with stainless steel appliance marble countertops. And a wine cooler built into the island. I made my way to the master bedroom I walked into the room and saw the spacious closets. The master bathroom with a walk in Shower. “Adrina, Are you sure?” I asked.
“Alex, yes I am sure. I love you and I am happy that you are my brother.” She said.
I couldn’t help myself I gave her a hug. “I am glad that you had blocked me in the other day. It forced me to get to know you. It also help me to come to terms with everything.” I said as I released the hug.
“Everything?” She asked
I nodded my head as I walked over to the sofa and took a seat. Adrina seemed to be nervous like she had something she wanted to say but was afraid of what I might do.
Biting her lip she asked “Well what about mom?”
“I take it you didn’t hear me and gram talking last night.” I took my shirt off and stood up. “You see these scars? They are not from wrestling. They are from her and her cartel boyfriend when they held me against my will.” I paused for a moment… “If that wasn’t enough when I was five, I witness the part she played in killing our father.” I said before putting my shirt back on and sitting back down.
She came over and sat down next to me. “Alex, I didn’t know!” she said as tears started running down her face.
I put my arm around her and pulled her in tight. “Don’t cry sis, I don’t know what you and her talk about but that is your relationship with her, as for me I have no parents.”
She looked up at me with her eyes still filled with tears. “Well if you have no parents than neither do I.” She said.
We continued with our conversation for a few minutes… until my phone started ringing.
Ring… Ring… Ring…
“Hmmm… unknown number, Sis let me get this it might be Gabe.” I said as I answered the phone… “Hello? What do you want Kandra? Wait what? How? I will be there as soon as I can right now I am in Italy.” I hung up the phone and looked at Adrina. Speaking fast and in a worried tone of voice “Look Sis, my niece might lose her child is there any way you can take me to the airport? I asked.
“Alex, of course… Head to the car and I will lock up.” She said.
The scene fades away as I headed to the car while Adrina locked the house up
Children's Hospital of New Orleans
January 6th 2017
I rushed into the hospital heart racing and worried. I headed straight for the information desk. My voice was all raspy “Lily Evens room…. Where is it?” I demanded
The lady looked through her computer… “Um sir… She is on the fourth floor room 410.”
I turned and made my way to the elevator that was across the hall, I stood there waiting for the door to open. My patience was wearing thin. I kept pushing the up button it finally opened and as I looked to step in there Sean and Amber was standing there.
“What are you doing here? You are not wanted here.” Sean said as he grabbed my shirt pushing me back.
Amber tried to stop but she couldn’t Hospital security arrived and separated us.
“Jackson or Alexander or whatever you are going by you need to leave. You are not family” Sean said as he took a hold of Amber.
Amber tried to speak up but Sean wouldn’t allow her. “Mom… No he turned his back on us after all we have done for him.”
Just then Gavin Cage and Lily’s husband Riley Evens comes walking through the doors. Gavin could see the tension between Sean and I. “Hey you two need to stop… Sean you know Lily loves Jackson so it’s not up to you actually it’s up to Riley. To decide.”
I looked over at Gavin…“It’s Alexander or Alex for short…” I said
Riley looked at me and shook his head. “Like it matters… But Gavin is right She loves you but she isn’t in her room she is down in the Neonatal unit, so if you want to come follow Me.” He said
Riley started heading toward the Elevator, I looked at Sean and Amber one last time before I followed him into the elevator Gavin stepped in right behind me the last image I saw before the door closing was Sean and Amber arguing.
A few moments has passed as Gavin, Riley and myself stood outside the neonatal unit. We was watching Lily sleeping in the rocking chair next to the incubator. A few moments passed before Riley walked into the room he tapped on lily to wake her up. He stood there and then pointed at me letting her know I am here. Lily’s face lit up with joy as she saw me she stood up and made her way out of the unit and before I knew it she wrapped her arms around me squeezing with all her might.
“I knew you would come!” she said as she released the hug. “Should I call you Uncle Jax or Uncle Alex? She said as she looked at me.
I looked down into her beautiful but drained blue eyes. My voice is still a little raspy… “I will let you decide.” I smiled.
She took a step back and grabbed my hand… “Come with me, Uncle Alex! I want you to meet your god son Alexander Jackson Evens. I wanted to name him after you so I used both of your names to make sure I got it right.” She said as she escorted me into the room and over to the incubator where little AJ was at.
My eyes filled with tears of joy as I looked down at him.
“You can reach in there and touch them but first you must sanitize your hands.” Riley said as he took a hold of Lily’s hand he then turned to Lily. “Did you tell him?” he asked her
“Yes…” she replied. “Why don’t we leaves these two alone so they get to know each other?” She said.
Before they left the room she handed me the sanitizer gel.
As I applied the gel I looked down hat him, He couldn’t weigh no more than 4lbs. I thought my life was hard but looking at him he is starting out life hard. I reached into the incubator through the arm holes on the side I laid my pointer finger in his hand. “You can squeeze it if you want.” I whispered
I stood there for a while telling him how he was a fighter and just staring at him in amazement. I didn’t realize that Amber had entered the room.
“You know you have an amazing mommy and you are born into an amazing family. The reason why I know this it’s because I use to be a part of that family.” I said
I felt her hand touch my shoulder. “You still are!” she said.
I turned and saw her, even though I love her I was still upset with her. “I am sorry, but I can’t deal with you right now, I am going to leave and let you spend time with your great grandson.” I said as I removed her hand and made my way out of the room. Gavin was sitting outside the room watching everything unfold.
“Ja..Er..Alex, you know she love you!” he said
“It’s not that, you should know. How did you feel when you fond out about your brother?” I said.
He shook his head and smirked at me. “You know it’s different, but let’s not talk about this how about you and me head down to Violent Society Academy and have a sparring session.” He said as he stood up.
I didn’t really plan on doing any sparing but I knew I wanted to get away from Amber so reluctantly I agreed. “Sure!”
Before leaving with Gavin I found lily and gave her a hug. I told her I loved her and offered her my support if she ever needed it. The scene faded away as Gavin and myself made our way out of the hospital and to his truck.
Violent Society Training Center January 6th 2017
Later in the day
A few hours has passed Gavin and I was tired for an intense sparring session. I had a wet towel over my head as I was sitting on the mat with my back resting against the wall, Gavin was icing his ankle.
“You sure you’re alright Gavin?” I asked
“I would have had you if I didn’t roll my ankle” he replied as he tossed the ice bag at me.
I laughed at his response.
“It’s good to see you laugh again.” He said.
“Yeah life hasn’t really been easy, not just with what’s going on here but, I am crazy about Mia Rivera and I don’t know what I should do!” I said as I wiped my the sweat off from my face with the towel.
Gavin stood up and limped over toward me and sat down next to me. “Alex, if she rather spend time you she would instead of flying off to see Jimmy Fallon."
I couldn’t help but laugh at the comment, I knew he was just messing but it was funny. Gavin could make a good living as a stand up comedian if he wanted to.
“You’re crazy man you do know Jimmy Fallon is the host of the tonight show?” I paused “The dudes name is Darren Fallon” I said as I tossed the towel at him.
I stood up and went over and grabbed two bottles of water out of the Fridge I tossed one over to Gavin and opened the other one. I took a drink out of it. I took a seat in the chair on the edge of the mat. “You know, I have no claim to her. I guess as long as she is happy it doesn’t matter how I feel.” I said.
“You know I have been following Victory Wrestling for a while now well since you showed up bro. I read somewhere that she was inviting a Carrot Top to the next show.” He said.
I gave a strange look and replied to him. “Carrot top? I thought it was Patrick or something like that.”
Gavin stood up and made his way over to the weight bench. “Does it really matter, dude? I want to give you some advice that was given to me. Don’t allow yourself to be the last choice. You are better than that.” He paused for a moment. "There are plenty of other fishes in the see that could make you happy you just need to realize that." He replied
Kandra came walking in to the gym. “He is right, little bro!” she paused for a moment. “Look I know you probably don’t want to talk to me but I would appreciate it if you would go with me to Dylan’s grave today. It is going on four years today.” She said.
I walked over to her and gave her a hug. “Kandra, I was going to head up there tonight, I would like to go up there with you. We can go now we can talk or we can just remember him it doesn’t matter let me get changed and I will meet you in the car.” I replied as I released the hug.
Kandra nodded her head in agreement, before turning and walking back out to her car.
"Gavin, there might be plenty of fish in the see but none of them compare to Mia Rivera." I replied as I walked into the changing room.
Post by ~Kitty Petrova~ on Jan 20, 2017 4:42:18 GMT
LOCATION: Charlotte DATE/TIME: Saturday, December 24 || 10:06PM EST CAMERA STATUS: ON/OFF
Her ears were ringing as she passed through the curtain, the wall of noise muting slightly, masked by the buzzing in her ears. Her head was throbbing with each step, her vision narrowing and she was having a hell of a time taking a deep breath. Every step grew harder and harder, her fingers trailing against the wall for support, to keep her on an even keel. She could taste copper, taste blood and bile burning in her throat, her stomach churning and her vision was clouded by tears and sweat but she knew where she was going. These hallways were already ingrained in her.
Just a few more feet. One foot in front of the other. Atta girl. You can do it. Breathe. Breathe.
"Mik," her voice came out hoarse, sounding all wrong to her ears, sounding so small it was barely audible and when she tried to draw in a deeper breath, she doubled over, stabbing knives in her chest. Panic squeezed her heart, making her lungs burn and she could feel herself choking, drowning as the floor rolled like the sea under her.
He's waiting. He's not allowed back here, the voice in her head insisted, chiding her, what will he think of you in this state? Get up. Shake it off. He'll leave if you don't hurry. He'll find another way home despite the weather, leave you in this godforsaken hellhole. Is that what you want? Maybe he already called them. Maybe they'll come and take you back to the bunker. Take you back underground because it's clear you can't function here among the normal people.
"Help," the word came out smaller than her husband's name had, nails digging into the cinderblock wall.
Who will feed the horses when the hands have the holidays off? They'll die and it's all your fault!
Her knees buckled and she spilled gracelessly to the floor. The hallway felt like it was getting smaller, her body so hot it felt like she was melting from the inside out and her chest was still burning. She couldn't pull in enough air, couldn't stop herself from gasping like a fish and then the scream burst from her lips just as a strong hand grasped hers. She flailed, fighting, unable to see past her tunnel vision and the tears in her eyes that it was her husband – he'd fought his way past security when he'd seen her glazed look as she made her way up the ramp. She should have been gloating, victorious. Instead she'd seemed like a robot.
"Get off me!" She whimpered, her now ragged nails raking over her assailant's skin. Her head felt like it was being crushed, throbbing and pulsing with each beat of her racing heart and she was still trying to get enough air to scream when everything finally went black.
The voice was gentle, low despite the deep tone of it. "Kaitlynn." A clearing of the throat, and more calming speech. "Are you back with me, precious one?"
A cool wet cloth was pressed to her forehead, and she might hear him exhale before she opened her eyes. He had a bandage on his neck near the dead white rose tattoo, and another on his arm where she could see the sleeve rolled up, but his stoic features were as relaxed and kind as they only got with her.
Her mind was still racing, one crazy thought bouncing to the next - the horses! She tried to pull in a shuddering, watery breath, realizing she was crying without any knowledge of when that had happened. "Who will watch the horses?" The words came out small, her gaze still unfocused as she stared up into his kind eyes. Gradually, she felt her heart rate slow and she blinked up at him, seeing the bandage on his neck before her eyes closed against the crushing headache. The room was unfamiliar, some sort of padded surface under her back - she had no memory of being scooped up off the floor and being taken to the medical room and now she wondered if anyone had seen. "I," she swallowed hard past the burning in her throat, "I don't know."
"Well, awake at the least. I will get you some water." He rose up to cross the room to where the little sink was, getting her a paper cup to fill with water. "You are still in the arena," as if he knew she was disoriented. "You had a little episode, coming to the back. Do you remember anything?"
"I was worried," she said softly, struggling to sit up, "about our anniversary and the cancelled flight and Christmas tomorrow and the horses…" her eyes opened, watching him fuss at the sink until the view blurred with tears. "I wanted to go for a ride tomorrow. Just us. And then do presents by the fire and now all that's ruined." She'd gone into the match thinking about the call from American Airlines and the cancelled flight and it had just spiraled from there. Even thinking about it now, she could feel herself starting to tense up and she had to remind herself to breathe.
He turned back with the water, and his steps would seem slow but he was deliberately moving at a speed that wouldn't startle her. "I know, and I know how much you were looking forward to all that, so I promise this to you." He finally made it over and offered her the water to sip. "We will make up for it, and it will be better because no one else will share our holiday now. It is all waiting for us."
She sipped the water, his words making her feel warm as though he'd wrapped her in a blanket. "That sounds wonderful," Kitty finally broke the silence, both exhaustion and relief in her voice. The cup was empty now and she crushed it in her fist, looking down at it for a few seconds. "Did I do that to your neck?"
Mikhail chuckled slightly, reaching up and tucking a strand of her dark hair behind her ear. "As if you have never done worse to my back?" Deliberately distracting her, so she wouldn't spiral into being upset over what he considered a cosmetic 'injury' at best.
The ghost of a smile crossed her lips as she met his gaze again, seeming to be a little more grounded now. The words that had been on the tip of her tongue all day finally spilled out, "it's been a year already. How has time gone by this quickly?"
He gave her a most curious look, and then gave her a rare chuckle again, one usually only she would hear. "It is like that saying, Kaitlynn… time flies when you are having fun. That is what we have, even when things dip lower than expected. We have both had our punishments, and now we are allowed the rewards."
kittymacblog.wordpress.net posting
"I absolutely loathe this time of year," there was nothing theatrical about the video that came up in place of the normal wall of words on Kitty's blog. There was no lead-in, just a blurred image that took its time resolving into Kitty's untouchably beautiful face. Her hair was windswept and she pulled it from the corner of her mouth with an expression of distaste before shaking her head. "We're a few days removed from what they call 'Blue Monday', supposedly the most depressing time of year. For us in the wrestling business, though? All holidays fall in that category. All major life events – especially when they conflict with our booking schedules – end up on that very same pile. I can't begin to count the numbers of birthdays and milestones I've simply forgotten as one day bleeds to the next. I'd lament further, but it's a choice, isn't it? We do this because we want to – nobody has a gun to our head to force the issue. Could you imagine? How would that even work?"
She laughed bitterly, slipping a cigarette between her lips and lighting it. She glanced back over her shoulder for a moment before closing her eyes, pulling in a deliberately long drag. "Choices, my friends, that's what I want to chat with you about. See, Jackson Ford seems to think that by shirking the name, he can make the world forget that I beat him to make it into this match. Ah, yes, but that was Jackson, not Alexander Rizzo, the man with no history. You can't have it both ways, my dear. Toss the baby out with that soiled bathwater – what a terrible adage that is. Terribly apt in this case, but still just awful to picture. Our dear friend Mr. Rizzo is quite determined to bury the sins of the past. He wants us to forget the less-than-stellar track record he's had thus far for the sake of this glorious reinvention of his. I suppose I could bring up how Calvin Harris – God rest his soul – tried to pigeonhole me there. Tried to say I wanted to ditch the name Kitty Mac for this new year. Sadly, I think he missed the part where I got married last year and chose to take my husband's name rather than clinging to a past that I was finally ready to let go."
She shrugged, taking another drag from her cancer stick. "They say vices will kill you but in this business, we're already living on borrowed time. All it takes is one moment and you're…" she turns around, leaning forward and pushing her hair up to expose the nape of her neck and the fading yellowish-green bruise there. "All it takes is one mistake and you're laid out. One blink, one zig when you should have zagged and you could be sailing over the top rope, cracking your head on the barrier." She let go of her hair, turning back to the camera with a wry smile. "Wrong place, wrong time and you're playing damsel in distress to someone's villain. You're playing piñata to someone's baseball bat. You want to paint a bright target – that's what they all want. That's what the rest of you need. You want a reason to hurt me. To hunt me. To hate me. To make this personal so that you can froth at the mouth and-" she waved her hand dismissively, rolling her eyes at the prospect as though it were the most boring thing to imagine.
Once again, she pushed her hair back from her face with that same free hand before plucking the cigarette away from her lips. This time she flicked it away, watching it bounce off the asphalt she stood on before shrugging, her hands moving to unzipping the jacket she wore. Underneath she had a cropped tank top on – an Under Armour sports bra, really and she parted the sides of the coat before letting it fall from her shoulders. Her skin seemed paler, mottled in the cold and as she stood there, scars were visible on her flat stomach, almost seeming to spell out a word. "I'm no stranger to sacrifice if that's what you think. This," she ran her hands over her skin, "a man named Spiral did this to me. Carved up my face too – plastic surgeons don't get enough credit, you know?"
She laughed, the sound bitter. "I got caught in the middle of something that never should have involved me. See, there was gold on the line then. There was bitterness and hatred and personal vendetta – spoiled beef all around. I became a casualty of that war but you see, the funny part is that I'm still standing, still fighting and both Spiral and Brad Jackson have vanished from the ring. There's something to be said for outlasting the so-called monsters, isn't there?"
Kitty smiled, folding her arms across her chest. "And I suppose you're wondering why I'm standing on some random rooftop, aren't you? Well, provided you've figured it out by now. And if you hadn't? Ah, well… mystery solved. See, this is the Carolinas Medical Center, the number one ranked emergency room in Charlotte."
She moved forward and the camera jostled, panning around like some cut scene from Cloverfield before it revealed a parking lot below just as an ambulance rolled in, lights flashing and siren echoing on a slight delay. "I suppose the obvious question is why here. Why now?"
Her shoulders twitched like she wanted to shrug but lacked the energy, "not telling you amuses me more – not going to lie. But we do have poor Alexander Rizzo to consider and I feel like maybe he's already one head-shot away from being spoon-fed applesauce for the rest of his life. I checked out the facilities tonight. Made sure they really are as good as all those online reviews say. I certainly wouldn't want you three receiving sub-standard care in the wake of our match. Rest assured, you'll be in good hands here."
A sarcastic smirk appeared on her lips. "Could spin a bunch of pedantic bullshit about how I wanna win this match because I see it as a second chance to right my misstep on that very first episode, but the truth is far less garish. JT Midas is gone now. What happened no longer matters because the man who was better than me saw fit to retire after his greatest accomplishment – beating a legend like yours truly, of course. Really, do I need to spell it all out for you? Aiden Morrow understands the agenda here better than the other two idiots. Lies are beneath us, aren't they? I won't pander you because you deserve better. I've got this déjà vu feeling crawling up and down my back like a chill and I'm not sure if it's from watching Rizzo trying so damned hard to pretend he's a normal, functional human male or if it's something deeper. I feel like the other shoe is about to drop. I've felt like that since Christmas Eve and maybe that's just a small part of me saying a cakewalk now is too good to be true. You can't possibly self-destruct as gloriously as Hyde and PerZag did. Maybe you don't wanna hear any justifications about what I did to my partner. Maybe you do. You're not getting any. Just trying to find some common ground, here. I'm just trying to tell you a little story about me and how I roll."
She shook her head, chuckling softly. "The hard questions are coming and I bet you haven't even thought to ask them of yourself. What will you do if you lose? When you lose? Where are you going to go when your little load of shit carries no weight? What will you do when Mia chooses one of her other suitors over this pathetic little boy who can't even buy himself a clue, let alone a win? What will Katie do when that beautiful face is ruined, leaving her budding acting career on that godawful Hexx show in jeopardy? What're you gonna do when the levee breaks, leaving your sandy shelter washed away? What then, hmm? Will you shake your fists at the heavens and curse Vortex for conceiving this tournament? I'm sure I don't really need to remind you that Aiden and I have a score to settle. Don't think I didn't see you there either, Katie. I'll remember to repay that when you're laid out, blindsided. I like to think of that as a little bit of poetic justice. It's called karma, bitch."
Her slender shoulders lifted in an idle shrug, "so the question is rhetorical at best: what are you going to do when your BEST isn't good enough? What do you fall back on when the only thing you know how to do is keep pushing yourself until the bottom falls out? What do you do when usurpers come in and start pawing through your shit, talking like they own the opportunity because they can yell the loudest? How do you cope when the wrestling machine chews you up and spits you out? I don't stop. I get back up and I find another way to climb that fucking mountain. I go on senselessly. I have a terminal velocity inside me that threatens to break me with every idle moment and that's why I couldn't stay gone. I can't stop. Can't. Won't. If it's not here, it's gonna be somewhere else. It's going to be another ring and as long as there's a target and things to fling myself from, there will be a way. There's always somewhere for a girl like me. Always has been. Always will be."
There was no rancor in the words. No anger, just that neutral tone even though she was talking about the most important match she'd had since signing with Victory. She shook her head, looking down for a moment as though gathering her thoughts. "I... hate this shit. I do. That's why I usually take the cop out and just write down my thoughts. It's easier than talking a big game like some clichéd badass joke. Bitch on wheels is so played out. Been called that about a thousand times over and it's just so damned tedious. Somehow, some way, this is making it easier to deal with you stomping all over my shit."
She moved forward, leaning and resting her palms on the edge, looking down. "It'll be over in an instant – quick as can be. You'll lose and someone'll direct you back through the curtain. You'll be dumbfounded, utterly floored. They'll tell you that you can go home and you'll have forgotten where that is. I never forget because THIS IS MY HOME. Ask me how I feel when someone invades my space. Ask me how much I like it when someone comes in and touches all the things I bought and paid for with my blood and sweat and tears. You don't belong here, and after Revolution, everyone's gonna know that little truth. I haven't said this in a while, but I think it's appropriate now," her laughter was scornful and cruel as she slowly lifted her middle finger, flashing a very direct message before punctuating it with one last thought. "fuck you. I win."
Katie is sitting in her living room with her girlfriend Delilah Jean Dean or DJ they are sitting on the couch holding hands when Katie's phone rings.
Katie: Hello?
There is a slight pause then a chuckle
Voice: Hello there beautiful
She instantly recognizes the voice, it's the voice of Mark Taylor the owner of King's Gentleman's club the club where Katie had been a dancer, it makes her blood run cold she looks and DJ and tells her she's going to take the call in the other room, DJ smiles and nods. Katie rushes upstairs to her bed room and shuts the door.
Katie: What do you want you son of a bitch?
Mark Taylor: Now is that any way to talk to an old friend Heidi?
Katie hated to hear the sound of her stage name, her face turned red tears welled up in her eyes
Katie: We have never been friends! What the fuck do you want Mark? I've told you before to never call me that name again.
Mark laughs
Mark Taylor: Oh I'm sooo sorry Heid..I mean Katie. I hear you have a big match coming up, congrats but if you don't win which I doubt you will there is always a spot for you at King's you were one of my best dancers, you brought a lot of money to the club. You made a lot of money too.
Katie: I'll never go to work for you or at any Strip Club again! You need to lose this number! I have told you to stay the hell away from me! I have a good career, I am with someone who loves me, I don't need you or your sleezy money. Now leave me the fuck alone before I call my dad and have you arrested for harassing me!
Mark: Go ahead, I'll be out in a few hours anyway, I called you to make you an offer. I want you to come back, I miss you I miss the good times we had. If you come back I will make it worth it for you how does $50,000 sound? You can walk away from wrestling forever for that much. I know you don't make that in a year.
Katie feels the bile rise in her throat as he speaks, and tears of anger roll down her face.
Katie: Fuck you, fuck your club, fuck your money! I told you I'm not going back to that I don't care how much you offer me. I'm warning you Mark stay the hell away from...
She is cut off as Mark laughs
Mark: And what are you going to do to me lil girl? Kick my ass? We both know that won't happen, I may make a trip out to Charlotte to watch you, and if you won't come back maybe I can recruit someone else. that Lizzie Jones chick seems like she's easy or maybe I can get your precious girlfriend on my team.
Katie: You stay away from Lizzie! And if you go anywere near DJ I swear to God I will fucking end you! If you don't believe me try me motherfucker! I'll have your sleezy ass arrested so fast and I'll have your club shut down. Don't play with me Mark, I promise you will regret it. I'm not the same person I was when I danced for you, I can't believe I ever slept with you!
Mark: Don't make idle threats lil girl, I'll see you in Charlotte.
He laughs as Katie hangs up the phone, she can feel the panic building up as she throws the phone on the floor, she crumples onto the bed and cries. She stays on the bed for several minutes until she hears DJ down stairs. She goes into her bathroom and washes her face and composes herself. She looks in the mirror and fixes her hair then she goes back down stairs where she finds DJ in the kitchen she smiles and walks up to her and hugs her and kisses her lips.
Katie: You know I love you don't you?
DJ leans back and looks her in the eyes after the kiss breaks
DJ: I do know that Kate.
Katie: I need to tell you something... when I went into the other room to take that phone call It was the owner of the Strip club I use to work at
DJ: What did he want?
Katie: He...he wants me to work for him again, I told him hell no, but then the threatened to me that he will be at the show
DJ: You're a wrestler now, there's no need to be doing that. What on earth is his reason for threatening you?
Katie: He said if he can't get me to work for him maybe he can recruit some new girls...he's such a fucking sleeze
DJ: I told him to stay away from me and the other girls, none of them need to work for him he even said he might recruit you.
DJ laughs
DJ: He has no chance with me
Katie: I know that, I'm not worried about that I just hate the thought of that sleeze going around you or the other girls.
She kisses DJ, DJ puts her hand on Katie's cheek
DJ: There's nothing to worry about. And I'm sure the other girls will see him for what he is.
Katie: I think so too, but he can be very...persistent he likes to flash his money around
DJ: Well I don't need his money. And if another girl decides she does, then its on her.
Katie wraps her arms around DJ and looks into her eyes and smiles
Katie: I'm so glad you are here with me sweetheart, I really was not expecting that asshole to call me
DJ hugs her
DJ: Put it out of your mind hon. You have a big match to focus on.
Katie: I know, I've been training hard for this match I have a really good feeling about it
DJ: That's the most important thing. Having a good feeling about it. You earned this match.
Katie: Will you be able to make it to the match?
DJ: I know how important it is to you and that's why I'll be there.
Katie: I've really missed you baby
DJ kisses Katie
DJ: Well I am here now. No reason to miss me
Katie: You wanna go to my Uncles pizza place?
DJ: That sounds like a great idea.
Katie: I'll drive
She grabs her keys and heads to the door, DJ grabs her coat and follows Katie out. When they get to Katie's truck she opens the door for DJ and then gets in the driver seat.
Katie: You'll love this pizza
DJ: I'm sure I will. But since I've been living in New York, I've had some great pizza
Katie: Well it was voted the best pizza in Atlanta two years in a row
She sticks her tounge out at DJ, DJ laughs
DJ: Then it must be good, silly Katie
Katie: Why am I silly? You're the silly one
DJ sticks her tounge out at Katie, and Katie smirks as the pull up to the resturant.
Katie: Maybe later
She chuckles and nudges DJ as she parks
DJ: Mm hm
DJ agrees as they get out of the truck and walk to the door holding hands.
Katie is sitting in a dark room, a single light hangs above giving the only light in the room, she is sitting in a chair looking at pictures of her opponents, she smirks as she flips through them. She looks into the camera with a cold hard stare.
One more day until Reveloution, one more day until the biggest match of my career, one more day until I walk out of that ring as the first ever Victory Champion. I know that I am the dark horse in this match, I know that not very many people expect me to win. Hell there are a lot of people who never thought I would make it this far. I saw the poll on Twitter, I know that people think I don't have a chance, but to be honest with you I don't give a damn about what they think. I know that this is my chance to shut them up, I know this is my chance to prove the doubters wrong. All of you will be eating crow come the the end of the match, and when my hand is raised I will be ready right then and there to take on any and all challengers to MY title.
She smirks
Of course I know that I have to get through three other people who have also earned the right to be in the match, they worked just as hard as I have to get there, I am not going into this match thinking it will be a cake walk. It will be a war, and three people will have their hopes crushed when the referee raises the winners hand...MY hand. I expect Kitty, Aiden and Alexander to bring everything they have, I expect them to go all out for this match, because that is exactly what I am going to do. I have been spending hours in the gym I have been working harder than I have ever before for this one match, a match that will prove to everyone that I am the face of this company. I will show the roster and the world that I am the top person and it will take one hell of a man or woman to knock me off the top.
She holds up a picture of Aiden Morrow
Aiden Morrow, you and I haven't really had the pleasure of meeting other than a few exchanges on Twitter. You seem like a pretty decent guy, I know my ex loves you like a brother, I told you that we will meet in the ring well now here we are, just a few short hours away. You said I can't make you bleed, you said you've never bled before, we will find out tomorrow if I can or not won't we? I will do what ever it takes to have my hand raised, if I have to bust you open then I will, if I have to take your knee out then I will. You are not man enough to stop me. Just be prepared for anything Aiden because I will be, and I am prepared to win this match at all costs. In the end you will be one of the three who will walk out of Reveloution as the loser.
She rips up the picture of Aiden Morrow, then she holds up a picture of Kitty Petrova
Kitty, we have met before in a tag match and you and I have one thing in common, we both hate tag matches we both much prefer to compete alone. When we met you took advantage of my injured knee, you took me out early which was a smart move, the difference is now my knee is completely better and I don't have a sorry ass partner holding me down. I am positive we will lock up at some point in the match, it's unavoidable and unlike last time I will be healty, I will be 100% and you will see exactly what I can do in the ring. I look forward to getting my hands on you, you are an arrogant cocky bitch I LOVE putting arrogant cocky bitches in their place. There is no way in hell I will let you do to me what you did in our tag match, hell you can't do it again you are not woman enough to stop me either so again you will walk out as one of the losers.
She rips up the picture of Kitty and holds up a picture of Alexander Rizzo
So Alexander you like my body huh? You don't think it's for wrestling huh? You will get a chance to see first hand exactly what this body can do in the ring, you will see first hand how hard I can hit because I will definatly be looking to knock your teeth out. So what name are you using this week? Do you even know who you are? I know exactly who I am, I am the woman who is gonna shut your mouth and if you piss me off too badly I may be the woman who makes you have to get your jaw wired shut. Keep running your loud mouth and I will be the one to knock your loud mouth out. Take me lightly if you want, take me as a joke if you want but you will do so at your own peril. Like Aiden you are not man enough to stop me I will enjoy making you a loser.
She rips up the picture of Alexander, she stands and kicks the chair away from her and steps toward the camera as it focuses on her face, she has a cold and hard look in her eyes
Being the dark horse in this match suits me, I have been the dark horse most of my career I know that and I accept that. The thing about a dark horse is that you never know what they are capeable of until it's too late, they come out of nowhere for the win. I relish my role as the one no one expects to win, I love it actually I welcome it, it's nothing new to me. I AM the face of this company and tomorrow I WILL prove it! Tomorrow I will put the my opponents and the rest of the roster on notice, underestimate me if you want to but it will cost you. I know that I will have my hand raised I know I will be the first ever Victory Champion, it's already been written I just have to go out there and act out my part while the losers act out theirs.
She smiles into the camera
So be ready Aiden, Kitty and Alexander because this dark horse is coming for you!
She turns and walks out of the room the door is heard being closed as the camera fades.
Memories of what happened almost two years ago continue to flood Aiden’s brain. They haunt him when he’s awake, when he’s asleep; it really doesn’t matter what he does, he can’t escape the pain that he once suffered. Seeing his life ripped away from him when his ex-wife, Veronica, left their son in the car which almost made AJ lose his life. Veronica went to prison and Aiden’s life turned upside down. His wrestling aspirations were put on hold as he put all of his focus and love on his son. Now that Aiden seemingly has it all again, he’s become frantic and paranoid; scared that his perfect life could be ripped from him at any moment. He’s scared Veronica will ruin it again and for some reason, he sees Veronica in Paz Guevara, a woman he dated for two weeks and now considers a friend. After going off on Paz a few times, even laying his hands on her with a shove, Aiden has decided to finally seek help after she suggested it.
Aiden is sitting down on a chair inside of an office lobby. He’s wearing denim jeans and a denim jacket over his white T-Shirt. His knee is bouncing up and down as he awaits his appointment. Finally the receptionist, a dorky blonde in a glasses who looks to be in her mid twenties calls his name.
Receptionist: ”Mr. Morrow, Dr. Fulton is ready to see you. You may go into her office.”
Aiden quickly gets up from his chair and takes a deep breath. He looks over at the receptionist with a nervous look and he forces a smile before nodding. He walks into the office and sitting down behind a desk is a white woman with brunette hair, who looks to be in her mid thirties. She smiles widely before standing up and walking towards Aiden and shaking his hand.
Dr. Fulton: ”It’s nice to meet you, Aiden. I’m Dr. Fulton or if you’re more comfortable with first names, you can call me Miranda.”
Aiden smiles as he squeezes her hand and shakes it while listening to her.
Aiden Morrow: ”Sure thing, Miranda. So… How do we do this?”
A legitimate confused look is on Aiden’s face as Miranda gives him a supportive smile.
Miranda Fulton: ”Just take a seat in front of my desk and I’ll ask you a few questions to start off. Whatever you might be going through… It’s more than likely not an overnight fix, alright? So sit down and let’s see where we can get today, yeah?”
Miranda’s bluntness puts Aiden more at ease since he previously thought these kind of things were extremely fake and dumb. He decides to give it a real chance as he sits down in the chair and Miranda sits down in hers.
Miranda Fulton: ”When I found out your occupation was a wrestler, I decided to do some digging myself to try and gauge the kind of person you are. Based off of the way you talk in a wrestling atmosphere, it seems like you know yourself pretty well. That makes me believe that you’ve really thought about what you want to talk about today. So while you give me answers for what i ask you, I’m going to be taking notes down so I can keep everything fresh in my memory. You can interrupt me and take this conversation wherever you need it to as well, alright? So… in your own mind, what exactly brings you here to see me today?”
With a pen in hand, Miranda keeps her eyes on Aiden as her brow furrows. Aiden takes a deep breath as he leg starts to bounce up and down on the ground nervously again.
Aiden Morrow: ”To be honest? I’ve been having like, PTSD about what happened in my life a couple years ago I guess.”
He shrugs and Miranda nods while taking notes.
Miranda Fulton: ”I see. You seem pretty comfortable and confident sitting down in here with me. Have you ever seen a professional before?”
Aiden shakes his head adamantly.
Aiden Morrow: ”Nope, never. I’ve never had a reason to. I’m simply comfortable talking to you right now because I’m not afraid to admit who I am and the issues that I have. I’m not the kind of guy who hides behind a mask.”
Miranda keeps taking notes as her eyes stay on Aiden’s, seamlessly multitasking..
Miranda Fulton: ”You’ve mentioned a few people so far; Veronica, Sofie and Paz. Everyone has a different perspective on what the issue could be, and who or what the solution could possibly be. The point of having counseling like this between you and I is to create positive changes within your life as quickly as possible without feeling hurried as well. So tell me, Aiden, how do you see the problem and how exactly do you define it? Who in your life are causing the problems for you? And what’s the biggest problem in your viewpoint?”
Aiden takes a deep breath as he processes everything.
Aiden Morrow: ” Well… It all started a couple of years ago when I was training to become a wrestler. My ex-wife, Veronica, left our son in her car in the heat, after she got home from running errands. She was doing some pretty hard drugs and I just… I never noticed.”
Aiden sighs and shakes his head.
Aiden Morrow: ”I’ve blamed myself over it all since it happened. I feel like things could have been different. But now… Now that I’m with my fiancee, Sofie, and now that she’s pregnant with our child… I’m freaking out. I’m scared that somehow, someway all of this is going to be taken away from me… Just like my family was before. I keep seeing Veronica ruining this like she did my relationship with her and for some reason I keep seeing Veronica in my friend and former girlfriend, Paz and I take it out on her whenever she stirs the pot. Her and Sofie are friends now and that’s helping me be better with Paz but... “
Aiden exhales and shrugs.
Aiden Morrow: ”I don’t know… I just don’t know. I’m going crazy over all of it and I’m scared that I’m going to go into ultra protective mode and hurt someone. But if you want to know who I think the problem is… I think it’s me. Paz has never done anything wrong except be a little brat.”
Miranda nods, still keeping her eyes focused on Aiden.
Miranda Fulton: ”And how exactly does this problem make you feel? Do you feel like it’s going to get better? How come you blame yourself?”
Aiden thinks it over before shrugging.
Aiden Morrow: ”I-I don’t really know. I guess I’ve always been a bit optimistic when it comes to life. But I blame myself because it’s my issues, nobody else’s.”
Miranda sets the pen down and leans forward, keeping her thoughtful eyes on Aiden’s.
Miranda Fulton: ”You mentioned that you feel like Veronica is going to ruin everything again and that you see her everywhere; specifically, you see her in Paz. Something you need to consider, Aiden, is that you have a lot of pent up feelings and anger about what happened with Veronica. Have you been avoiding her since the event with your son took place?”
Aiden nervously rubs his hands together as he sighs and looks down at the ground. Tears begin to fill his eyes as he shakes his head.
Aiden Morrow: ”I loved her… I gave her everything and I was trying to become a wrestler so that I could give her and AJ the world. But… She chose drugs… Heroin… Over me. But more importantly… She chose it over our son.”
Miranda takes a few more notes and the two sit there in silence for a moment. Miranda then shuts her notebook and looks at Aiden.
Miranda Fulton: ”I think eventually you need to confront Veronica with the feelings that you’ve been keeping from her. As hard as it might be to look at her and say how you feel, it’s the only way you can get over something so traumatic. But I don’t suggest doing it yet. We’re done for the day but we need a few more sessions together… If that’s okay with you?”
Aiden sniffles and wipes his eyes before shaking his head to snap out of his lingering feelings of what happened that day almost two years ago.
Aiden Morrow: ”That’s fine by me, doc. Thanks for seeing me on only a week's notice.”
Miranda Fulton: ”It’s no problem. Go ahead and talk to the receptionist, Amy, and she’ll give you a date for our next appointment. Until then, good luck in your upcoming match.”
Miranda nods and then looks down at her paperwork.
Aiden Morrow: ”Thank you. See you soon.”
Aiden turns and walks out of the office and into the lobby to schedule his next appointment.
[On Camera] [The Past Is A Reminder] [Santa Monica, CA] [January 20th, 2017]
The scene opens with Aiden Morrow sitting down at table and he’s wearing a white shirt, black jeans and a black pair of Vans. The camera pans around the room and it’s clear that he’s in an interrogation room. The camera stops and focuses in on Aiden’s hands and his wrists are in handcuffs as they sit over the table. Aiden’s focused eyes peer into the camera before he begins to speak.
Aiden Morrow: ”Almost two years ago I sat down at this very table in handcuffs just like I am now. I was being interrogated for something that I didn’t do but I blamed myself for. A lot of you already know the story… I came home to find my son passed out from heat exhaustion inside of my wife’s car. She had left him in there because she was under the influence of narcotics. It put my training on hold and I almost gave up on my dream to become a wrestler because I felt like my focus on wrestling was at fault for what happened. AJ ended up recovering fine and luckily, Flex and Blyss convinced me to give the dojo one last try after I was absent for six months. I trained and trained and eventually I made my debut in Legacy Wrestling. Once that happened, I stopped being chained down by what happened and I became the best version of myself so far.”
The cuffs come off of Aiden’s wrists and he looks at his free hands with a smile.
Aiden Morrow: ”Once I got my foot in the door as a wrestler, I soon found out that wrestling would do wonders for me and my life. I’ve made some of my best friends in Ally Morrow, Mel Reeves, Paz Guevara and Lennox Tate. I’ve been able to train under some of the best competitors that this industry has to offer and most of all, I was able to meet the love of my life, Sofie, whom I have a baby on the way with. Without wrestling, I would have none of this. Wrestling has given so much to me and I plan on giving back to it every time I step in the ring. At Revolution, I’m going to give every part of me to the match. I’m going to show my three opponents why I’ve never been defeated by anyone. Because I never say die and I never give up.”
He nods confidently before continuing on.
Aiden Morrow: ”So before I started here in Victory, I was over in Legacy and I went on to become the Legacy Champion before the place closed. I bring this up because my Legacy run reminds me a bit of the one that I’m having here in Victory. Once again I had a match end due to outside interference, once again I’m dealing with a selfish idiot and once again I’m fighting for the top title in a multi-person match. You know what else hasn’t changed? How I approach things in a professional manner and how I bust my ass. It’s why I’m in the main event. I work hard and I do things the right way and I don’t take shortcuts like others do. Not only do I do this because it’s part of my morals but I do it to set a great example for my son and for my fans as well. Shortcuts won’t get you anywhere and you can ask a former Victory competitor by the name of PerZag all about that.”
“While Alexander Rizzo tried to say that the past is the past and it should be left there, I wholeheartedly disagree. The past is what builds character, it’s what makes us who we are. RIzzo thinks he hasn’t been on my radar but here’s the thing, I’ve had my eye on him all along. Just because he took me out in my match doesn’t mean that I haven’t noticed him and his childish antics. He did exactly what PerZag did over in Legacy. He gave the person in charge crap, demanded to be in a match for the top title and then interfered in matches.”
“Rinse and repeat, huh? Maybe you shouldn’t of changed your name to Rizzo, maybe it should’ve been PerZag instead. But even though Rizzo threw several tantrums to try and get into this match, I must say, he did earn it by getting a victory on Episode Four of Victory. I mean, he kind of lucked into that match when I made Brooklyn Skye take her ball and go home and that’s solely the reason he took her place in this match. So hey Rizzo, maybe you should be thanking me for your spot, huh? For all intensive purposes, you shouldn’t even be here.”
A smirk runs over Aiden’s face as he stands up from his chair and then sits halfway down on the table.
Aiden Morrow: ”The thing I find the most amusing is how Rizzo continues to write me off because I’m not some veteran like him. But the facts are that despite everything I’ve gone through; the adversity and the roadblocks that have been set before me, I’ve still managed to go undefeated in my wrestling career. The rookie card is out the window when it comes to me and I’m on the same level as everyone else. It was only a couple months ago that I was winning the Legacy Championship on my birthday.”
“And just like how I beat PerZag on that day, the man who liked to take shortcuts and run his mouth as some ‘amazing veteran’, I’m going to do the same to Alexander Rizzo. I’m going to show him that shortcuts don’t get you anywhere. But hey, he’s apparently the only one who’s been training while the rest of us party, right? That’s according to him. I don’t know where he gets those facts but if he checked the things that I’ve talked about in my previous promos, I’ve been known to say how I obsessively watch tapes of my opponents matches, finding all of their weaknesses and strengths and using it to my advantage. Don’t believe me? Then ask all of my previous opponents about how I handled them in the ring.”
Aiden stands up fully and shrugs.
Aiden Morrow: ”But I digress. Let’s move on to Katie Anderson, shall we? Katie, we used to have a friendly relationship until you and Mel broke things off with each other. After that, something inside of you changed. You became a cold hearted bitch, to put it lightly. I was surprised to see how you were reacting to people and how you talked down to them. It was weird seeing such a sweet girl turn into such a sour person. You might think that your attitude change might be the reason that you’ve made it into this match but I disagree. You see, when you were with Mel, you were basically obsessed with her.”
“You basically overcrowded her too much and that’s probably one of the main reasons you lost her. But you see, that’s one of the reasons you’ve done so much better in the ring. Before you were so consumed with your relationship that you barely focused on wrestling at all. But since you and Mel separated you’ve gotten stronger in the ring. While Rizzo might think you’re simply a beautiful body, I see more than that. I see a woman who can compete and who can be vicious when the wrong buttons are pushed. Rizzo might be looking past you but me? I’m not. I’m not looking past anyone in this match and it would be foolish to write someone off as simply an attractive person.”
“I know plenty of attractive females in the wrestling business that end up beating all kinds of men. Our looks and whether we are male or female doesn’t matter because when we step in the ring… It all comes down to who’s better and more prepared. So do I think Katie has the ability to win this match? Well, after seeing what she’s done lately, I do. There’s a reason she’s here… It’s because she earned it and I’m going to take her as seriously as Rizzo and Kitty. Speaking of which…”
A smile runs across Aiden’s face as he mentions Kitty.
Aiden Morrow: ”Kitty Petrova… A woman that I went toe to toe with two weeks ago at Victory’s main event for episode four. I’m not going to sit here and lie and saw that I had her on the ropes. The facts are there that she hit the last move on me before we both were down on the mat in exhaustion. We absolutely took it to each other and we were quite possibly having one of the best matches in Victory’s history until Rizzo decided to interfere and take us both out with a chair. Who was going to win that match between Kitty and I? I can’t really answer that for you but we obviously have a chance to settle things tomorrow at Revolution.”
“I know how dominate Kitty has been since Victory’s doors have opened. Her one loss came at the hands of JT Midas and even though he’s retired and gone now, I know his history and what he’s done in this sport. That guy isn’t a slouch whatsoever and I can’t blame Kitty for barely losing out in that match. One thing I can say about Kitty is that she’s been my toughest challenge yet and I know that despite the way our match ended. I know when it’s all said and done, the two of us are going to be staring each other down, ready to take rip each other apart to become the first ever Victory Champion. The thing is, Kitty says she has unfinished business with me but it seems like most of her time and energy is focused on getting revenge on Rizzo for what he did at the end of our match.”
“While I was pissed off about that, I’m not letting personal vendettas get in the way. I think it’s actually amusing that all Kitty could talk about was Rizzo and Rizzo basically looked past Katie and myself. Alexander thinks Kitty is the only real challenge to him in this match and Kitty? Well, about ninety-five percent of her promo was about Alexander. While I may think Kittie is my greatest threat in this match, I’m still not looking past anyone because that’s not how I operate. I’ve studied hour upon hours of tape for every single one of you. I’ve been hitting the gym, training with Blyss Lockhart and having her push my limits to be prepared for this match. I’ve been doing everything humanly possible to make sure that I’m at the top of my game.”
Aiden pauses as he looks down at the handcuffs on the table. He picks them up in his hands, keeping his eyes fixated on them for a moment before looking up at the camera.
Aiden Morrow: ”One thing I’ve learned about the past is that while it makes us who we are, we can’t let it chain us down. Recently, I’ve had a a lot of fear when it comes to my personal life… That somehow my new little family will get torn apart like my previous one did when Veronica chose drugs over her son and her marriage. I let those events chain me down for six months before I went back to chasing this dream… And now I’ve been chasing it since I made my debut in the ring this summer. I didn’t let the past tie me down but slowly it’s been creeping back up on me again.”
“But because of my family… Sofie and AJ, I’ve been able to get through it. It’s been hard and rough but I’ve stood strong the entire way. While my three opponents fight for their own glory, I fight for my family. Everything I do, I do it to provide for AJ and now for Sofie and our new baby that’s on the way. While part of the glory is indeed for myself, the majority of what I do is for them. It’s why I don’t quit, it’s why not one person has able to bring me down in that ring. It’s not only a fact that I’ve never been pinned in my career but it’s a fact that I’ve never LOST in my career. I don’t plan on letting that happen now. I won’t let my past hold me back but I also won’t forget it like one of my opponents did with his own. Nah, I’m going to use it as a reminder.”
A small trash can is next to Aiden and he drops the cuffs in them before clapping his hands clean.
Aiden Morrow: ”My past will remind me about how blessed I am. It’s going to remind me how even though I’ve had some pretty rough experiences, I wouldn’t trade them for the world because I love what i have in my life now. I’m happy where I am in life and without the past, I wouldn’t have been led here. Every step I’ve taken has gotten me to this point in my personal life and in my professional life. Things happen for a reason and I even believe that when it comes to Legacy. While I loved building the place up and becoming its first champion, the way that Victory is ran and the talent it has makes me happy I’m here.”
“I know that I’m going up against some of the best that this sport has to offer. Hell, Kitty is a FFW Hall of Famer and that company isn’t a joke. It’s been around for quite sometime and it’s well respected. While Kitty has had a highly successful career, it’s time for her to step aside and let someone else shine. That someone is going to be me, the only person going into this match that hasn’t suffered a loss. My momentum is still running high and I’m going to prove to Victory Wrestling and it’s fans that I’m the guy that’s going to lead this company to amazing heights.”
“That might sound cocky or brash but it’s what I want to do. I want to be the guy and to be that guy, I have to be the first ever Victory Champion. I’m not going to let any of you get in my way from achieving that. Rizzo wants this belt because he wants to erase his past. Katie wants it to prove she’s more than the darkhorse she claimed herself to be over and over again. And Kitty wants it because she’s claimed Victory as her home. Well Kitty, you better draw the battle lines because we’re all going to war to make this ours and if history tells the story right when it comes to Aiden Morrow… I’m going out of the trenches with the victory… And the gold.”
Sofie walks into the kitchen where Aiden is fixing something for lunch. Dressed in a pair black tights and a loose fitting white shirt, her long hair twisted into a knot at the base of her neck. Folding her arms loosely over her abdomen and leaning against the wall, she bites her bottom lip and watches him quietly for a moment, an anxious energy about her as she finally clears her threat lightly to get his attention.
Aiden looks up into Sofie's eyes and notices her anxious demeanor.
Aiden Morrow: "Hey babe, is everything alright? You seem a bit anxious right now."
She frowns slightly and shakes her head slowly.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "I'm not sure..."
She pushes off the wall and walks over to him, leaning against the kitchen counter she glances up.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "Don't panic okay?"
Her eyes travel across his face as she watches him for a moment, taking a deep breath.
He drops the butter knife he was using to spread mayo on the bread for he sandwiches he was making for lunch before stepping up to Sofie and placing his hands on her hips. His eyes look down into hers with a concerned look as he furrows his brow.
Aiden Morrow: "Sof... When you tell me not to panic, I start to panic. What's going on?"
She looks up into his eyes and shakes her head slightly.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "I'm spotting a little.. blood..."
She places her hands on his and runs her thumbs across the back of his hands.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "I'm sure it's totally normal, that's why I'm telling you not to panic."
He nods as he squeezes her hand before taking a deep breath.
Aiden Morrow: "Okay... Okay... I'll try not to panic. But... We should probably go see the doctor immediately, okay?"
She nods but pauses, lifting her hand she touches it to his cheek and locks her eyes on his and smiles softly.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "Okay, we'll go see the doctor but take a breath first, please?"
She leans up onto her tiptoes and kisses him softly, her hands resting on his shoulders as she kisses him before leaning back and looking into his eyes once again. Aiden takes a deep breath before letting out a long sigh. He leans in and kisses Sofie on the lips softly, lingering in it as if he needs the touch of her lips to keep his mind calm. A few seconds pass before he breaks the kiss and leans his forehead on hers.
Aiden Morrow: "Alright, babe... I'm gonna stay calm for us, okay? I won't let my mind get the best of me right now."
She nods slightly against his forehead, her eyes carefully looking over his face before leading back to his eyes. She smiles softly and rubs his shoulders a little with her hands, taking a deep breath of her own.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "Okay, I'll get my purse and we can go, sound like a plan?"
She bites her bottom lip slightly obviously trying her best to keep her own worried at bay as she takes another deep breath before dropping her hands and curling her arms around his midsection, pulling in for a hug and he wraps his arms around her back and hugs her tightly.
Aiden Morrow: "Everything is going to be alright, Sof. It's just a check up, we're going to be fine no matter what happens."
He kisses her on end forehead after finishing off his encouraging words, trying to be strong for the both of them. She nods against his chest and takes one more deep breath before stepping back and smiling at him for a moment as she slides her arms away.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "I'm sure it's something totally normal and I'm just worrying over nothing, but you're right, it's better to get it checked out."
Sofie reaches up and kisses him on the cheek softly before she disappears for a moment to go and find her purse, for her ID etc. Aiden takes a deep breath and looks down at the food while shaking his head. He tries to stay calm as he puts everything that he was making away. Once he finishes he puts on his shoes and sits down on the couch in the living room, waiting for Sofie. She walks into the living room a few minutes later and walks over to him, placing her hand under his chin the tilts his head to meet her as she bends down and kisses him softly.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "You okay?"
Concern crosses her eyes as she tries to keep her smile as she looks into his eyes. He gives a reassuring nod as he smiles widely, making sure to stay tough in this moment for her.
Aiden Morrow: "I'm fine, babe. Let's get you to the hospital, k?"
She smiles back at him and steps back so he can get up, sliding her hand into his to hold it and squeeze it gently as they head out to the car, tilting her head slightly she looks up at him with a small sigh.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "I love you."
Aiden Morrow: "I love you too, Sof."
They make it to the car and Aiden opens Sofie's door for her and she gets in. He shuts the door before going over to the driver side and getting into the vehicle. He starts the engine up and they're on their way. Aiden glances over at Sofie and smiles.
Aiden Morrow: "Everything is going to be alright, babe. But I want you to know that whatever happens.. Nothing changes between us. We're getting married in April and nothing will ever stop that."
She looks back at him and smiles, resting her hand on her stomach she nods slowly.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "So long as we have each other everything is always going to be okay..."
She takes a slow breath and looks down at her hand for a moment with a small frown and then looks back up, watching the road in a distracted way.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "I'm sorry..."
She sighs slightly and bites her bottom lip, still watching the road as both hands rest on her abdomen now.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "I know right now the last thing you need is something else to worry about."
He interlocks his fingers with hers and squeezes her hand tightly while shaking his head.
Aiden Morrow: "This isn't your fault, so don't apologize. It's like you said, it's probably a routine thing... Nothing to worry about."
He sighs and nods as he keeps his eyes on the road.
Aiden Morrow: "Nothing at all."
She squeezes his hand back and nods her head, not saying anything for a little while she just watches the road, occasionally glancing at him with a small smile on her lips. Eventually she breaks the silence just as they're pulling into the parking lot.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "Is it okay if I'm a little scared?"
She glances at him and smiles again, allowing herself a moment of honesty before they go inside and she has to put a brace face back on.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "Not a lot, just a little tiny bit?"
He parks the car and looks over at Sofie before giving her a reassuring smile as he nods his head.
Aiden Morrow: "Of course it's okay to be a little afraid, Sof."
He leans in towards her and kisses her softly on the lips.
Aiden Morrow: "You're always so strong... Especially for the both of us. If you want to be scared... Whether it be a little or a lot... I've got you."
She smiles and leans into him for a moment, taking a long slow breath she grabs his hand and squeezes it with a quick smile.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "Okay good... because I'm scared and I don't think I can fake otherwise..."
She takes another deep breath before she sits up and nods her head.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "Okay, let's go..."
Aiden nods and they get out of the car. He walks up to her and grabs her hand with his before they head for the front entrance. Aiden glances over at Sofie and gives another reassuring smile.
Aiden Morrow: "One thing I've learned from you is that some things just aren't in our hands and we need to give it to God and let him take care of the rest. So try your best to do that, babe."
She pauses and turns to face him, wrapping him tightly in her arms she pulls herself against him and presses her face into his chest, she whispers something to herself as she holds onto him for a moment before stepping back and nodding her head.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "Okay... I can do this."
He nods before placing his hand on cheek and peering into her eyes.
Aiden Morrow: "We can do this. It's always you and me together, babe. No matter what happens, we'll always have that."
She smiles and nods at him before pushing the door open she walks inside and looks back at him with a more confident smile now.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "Right. We can do this, it's going to be fine... I can feel it."
He smiles back.
Aiden Morrow: "Me too, Sof. Me too."
Once inside the examination room, Sofie exchanges some words with the clinical assistant as they discuss the reason for the visit, she occasionally glances back at Aiden and offers him a smile… Eventually she nods with a smile at the woman who excuses herself from the room for a moment. Sofie turns and walks the few steps over to Aiden and leans her head up to look at him with a small, contained smile and arches her brow.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "You ready to see our baby?"
Aiden's eyes light up as a giant smile runs across his face while he nods.
Aiden Morrow: "Yes! Absolutely I'm ready!"
She laughs softly in a cautiously excited way before she grabs his hands and squeezes them gently.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "Well that's the most excited I've seen you in a while!"
She grins back at him before she nods at the examination table, backing towards it she hops up on it and slides back taking a deep breath she looks over at him.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "She said it sounds totally routine but that we should have an ultrasound more for our peace of mind than anything else..."
He leans up against her and wraps his arms around her waist as she sits on the examination table.
Aiden Morrow: "Well that's definitely a relief to hear. It being routine is seriously music to my ears and on the plus side... We get to see our baby!"
She tilts her head back to meet his eyes, leaning her body into him with a small smile as she rests a hand on her stomach and nods, sighing with slight relief.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "I'll feel a lot better once we see the baby...."
The door clicks open and she smiles at the technician who wheels in the machine greets them both with a cheery smile on her face. She instructs Sofie to lie back and starts adjusting the monitors so that Aiden and Sofie will be able to see what she does. Aiden keeps his eyes peeled on the monitor, not looking away from it for anything. The technician moves the wand over Sofie's abdomen as Sofie reaches for Aiden's hand and grips it tightly, after a few moments a white and grey image comes up on the screen, the technician types a few keys in and the image in enhanced. As the image is enhanced they are able to see the outline of the baby. The technician begins to point out a few things as she takes measurements, Sofie glances away from the screen to look at Aiden for a moment as she technician hits a button and the sound of a strong, healthy heartbeat, sounding almost like an echo, comes out of the monitor. Aiden is smiling from ear to ear from what’s going on before he looks over at Sofie and squeezes her hand.
Aiden Morrow: "Did you hear that? Our baby sounds strong!!"
She smiles and nods her head, glancing back at the monitor and then back at him, she finally relaxes and lets out a heavy sigh, shaking her head with a grin as she squeezes his hand and closes her eyes for a moment just listening to the baby's heartbeat, when she opens her eyes again she looks back at the monitor.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "I can't believe that's our baby...."
Aiden looks at the monitor as well and can't stop smiling.
Aiden Morrow: "I can't believe I'm having a baby with a woman as wonderful as you... The woman I'm going to marry."
She laughs softly and shakes her head.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "Pretty sure I got lucky in that one, not you...."
The technician hands her some paper towel to clear away the gel as she turns back to the machine and hits a button, printing off copies of the scans, she hands them to Aiden with a smile and a 'congratulations' before leaving the room. Aiden stares at the scan with a huge grin on his face before sitting down next to Sofie and holding it in front of them.
Aiden Morrow: "I still can't believe we did that... And on our first try too!"
He says playfully before laughing. She smirks at him and shakes her head slightly.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "I really thought something was wrong... Nothing has ever sounded as good as that heartbeat..."
She sniffled slightly and pulls back her tears, leaning into his she outlines the baby on the scan picture with her finger.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "Still think it's a girl?"
He grins widely before kissing her on the cheek. He focused back on the scan and nods.
She looks at him for a long moment with a grin, before sliding off the examination table..
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "I think we should go home and tell AJ... With the picture to show him, he'll probably understand better, maybe eve be excited if we get lucky!"
She laughs softly and turns to look at him. He smiles and nods.
Aiden Morrow: "That's a great idea. We'll go pick him up from my parents and I bet my mom is going to start crying when we give her one of these scans."
She leans into him and rests her head on his shoulder for a minute.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "I'm glad we get to share this with them, it's nice to see someone is as excited as we are.."
He grabs her hand and squeezes it.
Aiden Morrow: "They'll seriously be ecstatic."
He pauses and lets out a happy sigh before looking her in the eyes.
Aiden Morrow: "Boy or girl... I want to either name the baby after you or just have you name the baby in general. I already have one running around with my exact name. I want this one to have a special name from its momma."
She smiles and leans her forehead against his, taking a moment to just enjoy the relief and let it wash over her.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "I've never been much of a fan of my name, but if she's a she... how about we name her after my grandmother?"
Aiden Morrow: "That sounds perfect."
He kisses Sofie on the lips softly before leaning back with a perplexed look on his face.
Aiden Morrow: "What's your grandmother's name?"
He bites his lip, trying not to laugh but he can't help himself and he starts laughing. She smirks slightly and rolls her eyes.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "You know it's Viola, why are you being smart with me? Huh?"
She playfully jabs him in the ribs a few times before her laughter overtakes her and she leans into him for a hug. He laughs as he embraces her into his arms tightly.
Aiden Morrow: "Viola... That's perfect."
She breathes in his scent for a moment before tilting her head to look at him with a relaxed smile.
Sofie Taylor-Moore: "Time to go share the good news!"
Last Edit: Jan 21, 2017 14:15:06 GMT by Aiden Morrow