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(Scene One: The Lopez Family Reunion)

It's that time of the year. The one where the entire family gathers up for one big extravaganza and has a big old party celebrating whatever it is of their families. Today, we are at a house located in the suburbs section of beautiful San Diego, California, the city where I was born, raised and still live to this very day. And I'm not alone on this adventure either. I brought Rachel along to meet the fine members of the Lopez family... well since her and I are married, they count as her family too. I'm in a pair of tight jeans, a black tube top and heels while Rachel is in a pair of jeans, a Team Lethality shirt and black sneakers. We walk around until we see Danielle and James.

Mariah: Hello guys!

Danielle and I share a hug. Her and Rachel also share one.

Danielle: Cousin, you made it.

Mariah: Wouldn't miss this for the world Danielle! How has the gathering been so far?

Danielle: Not too bad. Every Lopez we can think of is here. And I mean EVERYBODY!

Mariah: Even Uncle Pedro?

Danielle: Yeah... how'd you know?

Mariah: Took a guess. That and it's been forever since I have seen him. I figured he was bound to show up sooner than later.

Danielle: True. It's been at least five years. He didn't even know James and I were married.

Mariah: Are you serious?

James: She is, chica. Damn near everybody knows we've been married forever now.

Mariah: I know. I was eighteen when you two tied the knot. I was the maid of honor.

Rachel: Damn. Where was Talia in this?

Mariah: She didn't become Danielle's BFF until the next year.

Rachel: Oh. Makes sense.

Danielle: Remembering all that just makes me feel old. Really old and I'm only twenty five.

Mariah: No doubt. Did Aunt Gloria show up?

Danielle: Si. She and her new boyfriend are here yet Dad conveniently decided to no-show.

Mariah (sarcastically speaking): What a surprise.

Danielle: You don't know the half of it...

Danielle says this in a different tone than she normally would. I look at her and I notice a change of expression on her face, one of disappointment and sadness.

Mariah: Danielle, what exactly happened?

Danielle: I found out some things out about my father and well... it's something I didn't think would happen in a million years and quite honestly, it has me uneasy.

Mariah: Ohhhh! Do you want to tell or is it too traumatic to say?

Danielle: I'm still trying to wrap my head around this. It's a little nerve wracking. James, you can tell if you want.

James: Will do, baby.

James runs his right hand through his hair and scratches his head for a bit before turning his attention to Rachel and I and begins to tell us the story.

James: Mariah, Rachel. What Danielle now knows is that the major reason why her mom left her fatheris that... he beat her.

Rachel and I are stunned, me more so than her because I'm very close with my Aunt Gloria. It's no secret I didn't have my mother and my father wanted nothing to do with me, so Aunt Gloria was that mother figure in my life and knowing that my uncle hit her just... it's stunning to say the least.

James: Are you girls okay?

Mariah: I'm just... sorry, I'm just a little surprised you know.

James: I get you. Dani and Phillip took it better than I thought they would. Well I'd say Phillip took it better as Dani is still steaming, and the anger is getting worse.

Mariah: That's Danielle for you.

James: No doubt, no doubt!

Mariah: Is she going to be okay?

James: Dani will be fine. Once she's calmed down, things will be on an even level for her.

Mariah: True. We're going to visit the rest of the family.

James: Sounds good.

While James and Danielle continue to hang out with each other, Rachel and I begin to walk across the yard some more to meet more members of the large Lopez family. We tend to scour until we see my uncle Pedro, my cousin Phillip, Aunt Gloria and an African American male stand there together, talking to one another. We walk up and the both of us give everybody a hug. I give a tighter hug to Aunt Gloria before I let go and stand by Rachel along with everybody else.

Uncle Pedro: Hello Mariah! It's been a long time!

Mariah: It has. How are you Uncle Pedro?

Uncle Pedro: Pretty good. Life's been really good to me. And how about you? Going to college?

Mariah: Can't complain. I graduated recently, and I am now a professional wrestler.

Uncle Pedro: Following in the footsteps of your two cousins?

Mariah: You can say that. Danielle was the one who really got me into it and she was fine with it. She even trained me.

Phillip: I can vouch for her when I say this, but Mariah is good. REALLY GOOD! She has everything down and she's done well.

Mariah: One half of the PCW World Tag Team Champions with my beautiful wife, Rachel!

Rachel and I hug and share a kiss with one another. Uncle Pedrop looks at me with an eyebrow raised up and asks a question.

Uncle Pedro: When were you into girls?

Mariah: I was always into women. I fully came out as a Lesbian two years ago because I thought that was the right time and I needed to be free of the confines of always convincing people that I liked men when in really - I didn't at all.

Uncle Pedro: So those boyfriends you brought around... were all lies?

Mariah: Yeah, I was living a lie. As you can see with Rachel and I, I'm much more comfortable being with a woman. I feel complete with one.

Rachel: Damn right baby! And you complete me too.

Phillip: Aren't you going to introduce Rachel to them, Mariah?

Mariah: Oh right! Sorry. Rachel, this is my uncle Pedro. Uncle Pedro, this is my beautiful wife Rachel.

Rachel and Uncle Pedro share a hug.

Mariah: Baby, you already know my Aunt Gloria and her boyfriend who looks like our boss.

Aunt Gloria: Well Mariah, he is your boss. This is Charles, my new boyfriend.

Wow! That's something new. My boss and my Aunt dating each other? I tell you, this is going to make for some interesting times once Rachel and I collect our paychecks from Pride Wrestling. Rachel and I shake the hand of our boss, but it feels awkward since we usually see him when we want something or to talk about our bookings for Pride.

Mariah: Nice seeing you again, bossman!

Charles: Likewise.

Rachel: I didn't know you and Mrs. Lopez were dating. When was this?

Charles: A week. I met Gloria at a restaurant, we got to talking, we exchanged numbers, got to know each other and the rest they say... is history!

Mariah: True. Aunt Gloria, how happy are you?

Aunt Gloria: I'm very happy with Charles. He makes me feel special and I feel good about myself when I'm with him.

Mariah: Awww, I'm glad. And I hope you and boss... err Charles, are happy together.

Aunt Gloria: Me too. I feel super happy with him and I'm never letting him go.

Charles: Well I'm never letting you go baby. I'm blessed to be with this beautiful woman.

Aunt Gloria and Charles share a kiss, a rather passionate one before they stopped as we looked at them.

Charles: Oh sorry guys.

Mariah: Don't worry about it, bossman. We understand.

Rachel: Yeah you big lucky man. Go get yourself some of that.

Mariah: Baby, she's my aunt, not a random piece of ass.

Rachel: Right. Sorry everybody.

Phillip: Don't worry about it Rachel, it's fine.

Mariah: What all did you guys cook?

Uncle Pedro: Ribs, hot dogs, sausage links, steaks, hamburgers, Turkey Burgers. A lot of meat.

Rachel: This is my type of family. Love be some Barbeque!

Mariah: The Lopez cooking is without question the best. We're sooo taking leftovers home once we're ready to leave.

Uncle Pedro: Help yourself.

Rachel: I have to use the restroom. Mariah, come with?

Mariah: Yeah sure baby. We'll be back.

Rachel and I give a hug to Uncle Pedro, Phillip and Aunt Gloria before shaking Charles' hand as we go to the backdoor. Once we open it, go inside and shut it behind us, the scene fades out.

(Scene Two: "Quality Time" with Rachel - The off camera portion of the RP)

Later that night, we open up to mine and Rachel's apartment. About half the lights are on in the place as Rachel and I are cuddled up on top of a towel that's over the couch together watching television while eating a bowl of fruit, mainly apples, oranges and grapes. We eat the fruit until it's all gone. Rachel looks at me and asks a question.

Rachel: Should I get some more fruit?

Mariah: No! We ate it all, let's just cuddle.

Rachel: Okay.

From there, I lay my head onto Rachel's lap as Rachel places her left hand on my stomach and rubs it lightly.

Rachel: I'm loving tonight, how about you babe?

Mariah: It's really nice. Nice to relax before our big match coming up.

Rachel: It definitely is. And we are going to be in for a wild ride to say the least.

Mariah: Indeed. Baby, how exactly are we going to... stay in shape for the match?

That's a question I wondered. I have something in mind of course, but I just want to know Rachel's opinion before I say my peace.

Rachel: That's a very good question, love. We could always do Danielle's training regimens, go for a two mile run, or just do a lot of lifting. Not sure really. What's your idea on keeping into shape?

Mariah (smiling): I was thinking you and I could... maybe... have a night of "fun". Matter of fact, one day next week, we should have "fun" all day long.

Rachel: Babe, have we ever done that before?

Mariah: In the time we've been together, negative.

Rachel: Hmm interesting.

Mariah: It would be fun. We've done "it" a lot of times, but never an all day type of thing.

Rachel: Indeed.

Mariah: So are you okay with this? I mean we can completely disregard the idea if you're not comfortable.

Rachel: I'm more than fine with it babe. I'm ecstatic. I've been wanting to do it for a long time.

Mariah: Yay! That makes me happy.

Rachel: Anything for you babe.

Mariah: Hehe. And the workout sex?

Rachel: We'll do that too. Sex is an exercise you know. You lose weight.

Mariah: I know that. That's how I've been able to keep my figure... despite eating all that junk food.

Rachel: And Danielle's training days we go through.

Mariah: That too. And her strict diet plans.

Rachel: I more or less have been following that to a tee. You fell off the wagon once but I had to get you back onto it.

Mariah: Heh, can't help it. It's soooo good.

Rachel: Promise me that you'll eat better?

Mariah: I'll try, but what happens if I fail though?

Rachel: We won't have sex for a while.

Mariah: Gah. I'll start committing to a better diet.

Rachel: That's my girl. Glad you're motivated.

Mariah (smiling): Maybe this stuff should motivate me more often.

Rachel: It might. And it creates excitement.

Mariah: To be honest, I'm excited right now.

Rachel: Really now?

Mariah: I am.

To prove that, I get up from my position and sit on Rachel's lap, while looking at her beautiful face with a smile on my own and my hands on her hips.

Mariah: Do you believe now?

Rachel: I do, but you got me in the same mood.

Rachel says with a smile on her face before she takes her shirt off to reveal a black bra. We both gaze lovingly into each others eyes as she speaks.

Rachel: It was hot in here.

Rachel said with a smile on her face and she is correct, it is kind of hot in here. I follow her lead and take off my shirt and I have a matching black bra to go along with my belly button piercing and the tattoos I have on my body.

Mariah: Do you think this is much?

Rachel: Damn, you look fantastic.

Mariah: Hehe, thank you baby. Best part, you're the only one who gets to experience this with me.

Rachel: That's the truth.

Rachel places her hands on my back and I have my hands caressing her shoulders. We look at each other before we lean in and kiss each other. But this isn't an ordinary kiss, this one is passionate. Her tongue is swirling around with my tongue. I can even feel it on my tongue piercing. We continue to kiss passionately for two minutes until I feel Rachel's hands slide down to my lower back, close to my ass. We let go of our kiss and we're both excited at this point.

Rachel: Was that good?

Mariah: It was really good, but there is something we're both wearing that's in the way.

Rachel: I'm way ahead of you babe.

Rachel takes off her jeans and reveals black panties. I take off my booty shorts and I'm wearing the same thing she's wearing. We go back to the couch where Rachel lays down and I am on top of her. I begin to kiss all over her neck while caressing her breasts. My hands quickly move to her bra where I unsnap it and exposing her bare breasts. I now kiss all over her body and briefly lick her left breast before kissing all over her body. Instead of going "down there", I start kissing up her body again while my right hand goes down underneath her panties.

Rachel: Baby, that's my spot.

Mariah (with a smile): Is it now?

The mood is only getting intense in a really good way now. I continue to have my hand rubbing up against Rachel's vagina. Rachel lets out a little moan as I smile knowing I'm making her feel really good. And it's making me feel great as well. I continue to pleasure Rachel's vagina with my right hand while my left hand starts massaging her lower back. While I'm doing all of that, my lips arrive back to Rachel's and I kiss her again, with her mouth opening up to allow my tongue inside. Our tongues do battle with each other once more. While we're making out, I place my right index finger in her vagina and start fingering her. Once that has taken place, I break the kiss and begin nibbling on her earlobe.

Rachel: Oh my god, baby. That feels... oh my god, that feels right.

Mariah: Hehe. The feeling is very mutual.

From there, I begin kissing on her neck while continuing to finger her. Rachel moans and I hear her scream my name. That is a damn good thing as it's getting me wet. I start kissing on the side of Rachel's neck and I even nibble and lick her earlobe which only gets her more excited. I continue on with the kissing and then I finger her a little faster. She's probably came about five times but that's the farthest thing from my mind right now. I stop with the fingering and I see the cum all over my fingers which I lick off with pleasure. I soon take her panties off before taking my own off as well as taking off my bra before beginning to ride her. We ride each other for a good ten minutes before we felt we were both satisfied. We got cum all over the towel which again, thank god it covered the couch.

Mariah: Baby, that was incredible!

Rachel: You don't say. I had loads of fun.

Mariah: I'm glad you liked, because to tell you the truth, I was damn horny.

Rachel: You have a large sex drive, but to be honest, I was wanting it too.

Mariah: Hehe, I knew it, but this was very enjoyable.

Rachel: It was. Think we can go again?

Mariah: Sure, but... let's do it in the shower.

Rachel: I'm game for that baby. Let's go.

I get up and Rachel smacks me on the ass which gets me to blush. Her and I begin to walk to the bathroom still nude and the scene fades out.

The End

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Mariah: This past Saturday night was a really rough ride to say the least. Five of us got laid out by a masked man who ended up being Syn. Rachel and I suffered gashes in our heads. I have sixteen staples to close my wounds while Rachel had eight to close hers, TJ got brutally beaten, Laurie got thrown into a windshield of a car and was badly hurt and Danielle, she was brutally beaten with a chair and power-bombed through a glass table, having cuts on her back and some on her face, but I know that all of us will fully recover and continue to kick ass.

Rachel: That's right baby, and what Mariah and I suffered at the hands of Synnykinz. It's nothing we can't handle really. Both of us have been through shit since we were kids. Do you really think a couple of boo boos is going to hurt us in the long run?

Mariah: Absolutely not. I'm not in the least bit worried about that. It's just a scratch, one that admittedly made us lose a bit of blood, but as you said, it's something we're going to recover from and it will have zero bearing on us defending these tag team titles.

Rachel: Which unfortunately for Reyna Carter and Angelina Williams. We ARE going to show up for Wrestle Extravaganza IV: Summertime Smash!

Mariah: That's right baby. The team consisting of Barbie Dolls will finally get their opportunity at the best tag team going today. Reyna Carter and Angelina Williams believe they are oh so perfect, yet haven't been in this company for very long. They claim to be the best team in PCW today, but baby, what TAG TEAMS have they truly beaten?

Rachel: Certainly nobody we can't beat. I know they can't beat Da Xtreme Dynasty, we are the only ones to have taken titles away from them in PCW and we are the only team to have beaten them in a straight up tag team match with no bullshit sprinkled on top of it.

Mariah: Very true. Who else have we beaten?

Rachel: Well I know we've beaten the Dark Cide Mafia a few times, the same Dark Cide Mafia who has held Cardinal City Pro Wrestling's Tag Team Championship's SEVEN times. One of the greatest tag teams in the history of that place.

Mariah: And in addition, we have beaten tag teams such as the Metal Head Express, the Hollywood Princesses... I mean Glamor Boys and we recently defeated Kyra and Tiffany Banks, aka The B.O.M.B. Squad, to win our SECOND set of tag team titles, the Pride Wrestling Tag Team Championship which we won at Extreme Revolution.

Rachel: It really makes you wonder WHO can stop the roll we are on?

Mariah: I'll answer that for you, babe. Not a damn team alive can stop The Princesses of Lethality! No team has done that so far so why would they start now?

Rachel: Good point. Not to mention there's no team that can come close to our abilities. Team Lethality as a whole is just on a different level than everybody else. We're on top of the mountain while everybody else gets to fight for second place.

Mariah: It's a lovely thing. Some teams however don't have a chance to be second place, and this segways right into our opponents. Angelina, Reyna, what makes you think you have a snowball's chance in hell against the greatest tag team going today? What makes you two bitches delusional enough to not only believe you'll take these titles from us, but also rebrand them as the "Means Girls" Championship's and rename this company Beautiful People Wrestling?

Rachel: Sounds like shit personally.

Mariah: It really does, and it's more fitting that it comes from two women who personifies the term shit. Despite their claims of being the best going, they don't have any set of tag team titles, they haven't exactly beaten any ACTUAL tag teams. Dick Taylor and Marina Valdivia is a very poor excuse of one. And no offense to Totoya Tatsuya and Mya Denton, but they were never a real tag team to begin with. They only teamed up at Slamathon because you two bitches were a common enemy, much in the same vein as to why Totoya teamed up with Lexi Reiyne in Pride Wrestling.

Rachel: Because Mi Pi Sexy is a major annoyance.

Mariah: They just have no respect. In singles competition, okay, your claim of being great might be plausible. The PW United States Championship Reyna has, the opponents she's faced in one on one competition, and the overall buzz she had for a while, as well as Angelina Williams and what she did to Alexis Landry in PWW, but that's as far as it goes.

Rachel: Baby, can you really say Angelina had a good singles career? Because from my research, she was carried in a group called the Fallen Angelz, which consisted of her, Lexi and our very good friend Talia Skye.

Mariah: Great observation, honey! And it's damn true, Angelina has always had to have somebody lead her around on a leash because she sure as hell cannot do shit on her own accord. If I didn't know any better, I would say Reyna's the one who's the "brains", and I use that term loosely and then it's everybody else.

Rachel: Angelina and the other two irrelevant idiots. Despite Derek Saunders looking like a man, he doesn't really act like one at all.

Mariah: Despite my girly girl features, I'm more of a man than that fuck. I'm pretty sure Reyna Carter is more of a man than he is.

Rachel: Damn! That is bad.

Mariah: Indeed! And they think they're soooo glamorous and believe the world should just bow to them at every turn like they're fucking royalty.

Rachel: Reyna's spoiled ass believes she is royalty! I guess being spoiled, pampered and spending an endless supply of your parents money qualifies you as such.

Mariah: I wish I had that type of money and I wish I had parents, but I settled for a hard life growing up and living with my aunt and uncle while growing up with the greatest cousins I could ever have.

Rachel: And I grew up in a really wicked situation too. I certainly wasn't pampered and I didn't have a goddamn butler to wipe my ass either. Fuck, I had to do everything for myself because that's just how it works for us regular people, and I didn't complain. I sucked it up and had a smile on my face because that's what you do when you're poor and being a regular person.

Mariah: Reyna and Angelina will likely agree with us when we say they're not regular people. In their own little arrogant snobbish way, they'll say they're above the "common folk" such as us, when really, it's nothing but bullshit. You high priced arrogant fucking "royalty" people aren't above shit and you're certainly not better than anybody either. Everybody is on the same level playing field when it comes to what you do in the real world. Rachel and I might be wrestlers, but we're no different than a doctor, a lawyer, a zoo keeper, a struggling mom who works two jobs to scrape by and support her children. We're all people at the end of the day.

Rachel: While we will always support and represent the LGBT community with honor and class, as well as continue to prove their endorsement of us right, we also represent the working class people. The ones who have endured struggles since the very first day of their lives and continue to just barely scrape by in this shitty economy today. We're proud of the fact that they have a form of hope that things will get better. We hope and pray that things get better and I would love to see everybody achieve their dreams.

Mariah: So would I. And on August 17th, 2013 at Wrestle Extravaganza IV, live on the Premium Television Network from Oklahoma City, Oklahoma, we will be ready. We come in with momentum and we will walk out with these title still in tact. We're not just doing this for ourselves and Team Lethality, we're doing this for all of the men and women who have and continue to struggle in this messed up economy, we're doing it for our fellow LGBT members who think their dreams cannot come true, we're doing this for every single person who has believed in us since day fucking one. We dedicate this match up to all of you and we WILL walk out of Wrestle Extravaganza STILL the PCW World Tag Team Champions.

Rachel: Damn right! Reyna, Angelina, just prepare to lose, prepare to suffer and take it like REAL competitors would, including a smile on your stupid barbie doll faces.

Mariah: One more thing we will add before we go...

Mariah/Rachel: Welcome to the world of Lethality.

Mariah: See you two spoiled bitches there!

Fade to black

So here I am, chilling out in a guest bedroom in Danielle and James' home. It's warm inside and I'm in a pair of pink sweat pants and a pink top with my hair in curls. I decided it was time to relax and watch some television. On the boob tube, I'm watching an old episode of Looney Tunes. Yes, I am a fanatic of Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck, The Road Runner and all the characters that made it the phenomenon that it was and is to this very day. I'm watching the Wile E Coyote try to one up The Road Runner in the episode known as Lickety-Splat.

Mariah: Does he really think he has a chance here?

I watch while eating some popcorn and watch as Wile E. Coyote chases after The Road Runner. The Road Runner is proving to be too fast for the Coyote, and the speed prevents Wile E. to really catch The Road Runner. Wile E. looks completely out of breath and dumbfounded that he couldn't catch The Road Runner.

Mariah: Between this and Tom and Jerry. Why aren't cartoons this good anymore?

As soon as I take a sip from my soda. My phone vibrates and I'm thinking "who could be calling me at this time". I look at the caller ID and it's Danielle who's calling. Now I know this is an important deal. It usually is when she calls. I pick it up and answer.

Mariah: Hello.

Danielle: Hey cousin.

Mariah: Danielle. What is the reason for calling?

Danielle: I have my reasons. One, I always check up on you to make sure you are doing okay. I have done that since we were young.

Mariah: You always looked out for me when nobody else was able to.

Danielle: That's right. But another thing. We have training to do.

Mariah: Ah. That's today?

Danielle: Of course. You were hoping I would forget?

Mariah: Well... you're not wrong hehe.

Danielle: Haha. I know these things but we're going anyways. It's for your own good that we train and keep you in shape.

Mariah: I am in shape.

Danielle: Better shape. You haven't been eating candy, haven't you?

Mariah: No. Just popcorn.

Danielle: Popcorn isn't good for you either. It has butter and it's fattening. Soda's are the same.

Mariah: Crap. I drank one of those too.

Danielle: May I ask why?

Mariah: I was watching the Looney Tunes and just relaxing because I just wanted to relax.

Danielle: Mariah. As you'll learn down the road. Keeping your body in tip top shape helps you work longer matches and you won't get blown up quickly.

Mariah: In other words. Don't turn into douche's like Shannon Saint?

Danielle: Of course. Never turn into that idiot. He sucks at commentary anyways. But it helps health wise and that's the most important thing here. You don't want to miss anytime.

Mariah: You make a good point. Missing any ring time is a hindrance to my development as a wrestler. And I wouldn't get to perform.

Danielle: Atta girl. So you'll train today?

Mariah: Yeah. I'll do it.

Danielle: Great. Meet you down there in a bit.

Mariah: Super.

The phone call ends from there. I kind of don't want to do anything but I know I need to in order to stay on top of my game. Danielle preaches about that constantly and when it comes from one of the best wrestlers in the world. You tend to listen. I get up out of the bed and grab a set of clothes and head to the bathroom. Twenty minutes have passed and I walk out of the bathroom, in a pair of short shorts, a black sports bra and tennis shoes. I also grab a gym bag and feel I have everything ready, but then a light bulb comes on in my head.

Mariah: Shit. Water.

I go to the mini fridge and pull out my huge water bottle that I stored in there. Since I don't have an ice cooler or anything like that. Mini refrigerators are the way to go. I place it in my gym bag and I am officially off. I walk down the hallway and it only takes about a minute or two until I reach the gym. I enter inside and I see Rachel, Desiree, Tom, Laurie, Reaper, TJ and Crystal all in there. There is a ring already set up and Danielle is in the ring, seemingly with something to say.

Danielle: Glad to see you have all made it. This is a vital time in our training. Because coming up is the big one. The biggest event PCW does every year.

Crystal: How big exactly?

Danielle: I'm glad you asked that. Battle Finale is the showcase of the immortals. It is where greatness is made. Moments that will last forever and for those who enter PCW. It is where we all want to be at.

Mariah: She competed at the first two.

Danielle: I did. First one was where I suffered a neck injury at the hands of Osiris but the second one was much more worthy. I defeated Talia Skye in what was a dream match up and it was match of the night honors and it is one of the greatest women's matches of all time.

Mariah: I can say I was there for that moment. It was electric.

Danielle: That's right and I want every one of you to experience that feeling. You guys are a great bunch and it's only fitting that YOU get to experience something special. But we have to prepare you for that time. Understood?

Crystal: Loud and clear.

Danielle: Everybody else?

Reaper: You know it.

Tom: Hn.

Laurie: We're both good.

Rachel: I'm game.

Mariah: You know me too well. I'll never back down.

Desiree: Let's do it.

Danielle: Excellent. Reaper, Laurie, Tom, TJ, Rachel and Desiree, you guys work with Ashley. Mariah, Crystal. I'm gonna show you something.

Reaper, Tom, Desiree, Rachel and Laurie get in the ring with Ashley Rose and they begin taking turns working against her. Meanwhile, Danielle, Crystal and I walk over to another ring and get inside. In a corner stands my cousin Phillip, who's retired these days but still is in tip top shape. We all greet Phillip with nothing but respect.

Danielle: Today, my oldest brother Phillip will train with you guys. How you ask? I want you to train against those who exhibit power moves and Phillip is a power wrestler.

Crystal: What's the best way to counter a power wrestler?

Danielle: That's for you to figure out. I can't tell you all the answers.

Crystal: Great point.

Danielle: So are you two ready?

Crystal: Ready.

Mariah: Oh yes.

Danielle: Excellent. Phillip, you know what to do.

Phillip: I do. Ladies, prepare yourselves.

Danielle walks away and Crystal and I stare at Phillip with determined expressions on our faces.

Phillip: So let's see what you two ladies are all about.

Crystal and I slap hands and we prepare to go after Phillip who intently waits for us. Crystal's the first and goes for an armbar take down, but Phillip uses his power to get out of it and swats Crystal away. I'm next and I kick at the legs which graze Phillip at first. I try for a single leg take down, but Phillip's power is too much as he knocks me backward with a forearm shot to the face. Crystal and I go to team up against him, but Phillip gives both of us a double suplex and we are down and out.

Phillip: Come on. You know you two can do it.

Both of us look at Phillip and we continue to double team him. It takes a moment but we finally get the advantage over him by kicking him enough in the legs to bring him down. Phillip grabs at his knee, but I take advantage by leaping up and hitting him with a flying headscissors takedown. Phillip gets up, but I hit him with a dropkick. Crystal and I stand in unison and we await for Phillip to get back up. He gets to a seated position and nods his head towards us.

Phillip: Alright. Apparently my knees are really not as good as I anticipated today so we'll do two more exercises.

Mariah: Okay. What's next?

Phillip: Signature moves and high flying.

Mariah: Okay.

Crystal: Sweet.

Phillip: And go.

Crystal and I continue our double team attack on Phillip. We get him back to a seated position and Crystal hits him with a roundhouse kick to the face. She bounces off the ropes and hits him with a running senton to the mid-section. I go to the top rope and look down at my cousin before flying off and hit him with Danielle's signature Corkscrew 450 Splash called Wonder Woman. We get Phillip back to his feet, only for Crystal to kick him in the gut and plant him down with a Flowing DDT called the PR Drop. We both stand side by side as Danielle looks on very impressed.

Danielle: Very good job, girls. I'm impressed.

Mariah: Not going to lie. This is the hardest opponent of all.

Danielle: He is your cousin.

Crystal: I'm highly enjoying this. It's awesome.

Mariah: He did say we have our finishers to do.

Danielle: Then you two better get on it then.

Crystal and I wait for Phillip to get to his feet. Once Phillip does, I nail him in the head with Danielle's finishing move called Potential Brain Damage. Phillip is still standing and Crystal grabs him and hits him with the Wheelbarrow DDT called the Crystal-DT. Phillip is down and I begin my ascent to the top where I dive off and hit him with a High Angled Senton Bomb called Spanish Hangtime. From there, Crystal locks him in the Arm triangle choke called Armed and Dangerous. Phillip taps immediately and Crystal releases the hold. Both of us stand there and Danielle climbs into the ring and helps her brother up. Both Phillip and Danielle look at us.

Mariah: So how did we do?

Danielle: Not bad. It was really good.

Phillip: I have to agree. Both you and Crystal brought it and proved that you have the science down. You two know what you are doing.

Crystal: Yay. Thank you. We won't let you down.

Mariah: It was a bitch taking you down though.

Phillip: I am a big guy so that is expected.

Mariah: Yeah. Still hard though.

Danielle: You two did well though and we're proud of you.

Mariah: Thanks, cousin. Hopefully this is enough for the tag team match.

Danielle: I know you and Rach will win. Ashley is training her extremely hard.

Crystal: I'm hungry. Can we get a grilled cheese?

Danielle: After the others are done. Let's go watch them.

Danielle, Phillip, Crystal and I begin to walk to the other half of the arena and watch the others train. From there, the scene fades out.

(Days Later)

A few days have passed by and we are in my apartment in in San Diego, California. The lights are dimmed and at the dinner table, it is Rachel and I seated with dinner set in front of us. And it's no ordinary dinner either, I decided to try my luck in cooking something special and came up with Shrimp Alfredo and we have a side of breadsticks and a salad with tomatos, cheese and some basil sprinkled in there along with ranch dressing. Candles are also lit up and we sit there gazing into each others eyes.

Mariah: So babe, how do you like this special dinner?

Rachel: It's amazing. How did you get the time to do this?

Mariah: Hun, I have my ways. Not to mention I found some recipes on the internet.

Rachel: Interesting. And how long were you planning this special dinner date?

Mariah (with a smile): A while. I waited until the right moment and today being our four month anniversary... it was time.

Rachel: Well I'm happy this is time. Considering how stressful things have been as of late. With the tag team title match coming up and with what happened on this past Rapture.

Mariah: Yeah. Things have been a bit hectic I'll admit. The good things are that the match is soon and we don't have to travel on any planes.

Rachel: Thank god Battle Finale is in San Diego.

Mariah: Oh yes. And you get to meet my family finally.

Rachel: Really?

Mariah: Yes. With Danielle's help, I managed to get tickets for them to come and watch us go for those titles.

Rachel: Sweet. I'm sooo looking forward to this.

Mariah: As am I, as am I.

From there, Rachel and I begin to eat our dinner. Bite after bite of delicious home cooked food. I like to think I did a damn good job and judging by Rachel's face, I say it was a success and we had a ton of food to eat too. Thirty minutes have passed and we are done eating. Our stomach's are full and we ate EVERYTHING on our plates. We get up and I lead Rachel to the kitchen where there's a chocolate cake sitting on the counter along with chocolate covered strawberries. Rachel's eyes are opened up as she's fascinated at what I have cooked up here.

Rachel: Damn, babe. You sure know how to go all out.

Mariah: Hehe. I do this so you can enjoy it.

Rachel: I most certainly enjoy it. But you know, in any settling, as long as you are present... I am happy.

Mariah: Aww. Well I'm happy too.

Rachel and I share a kiss. I place hands on Rachel's back and deepens the kiss as Rachel is leaned against the counter. I place my hands on her back while she places hers on my thighs as we continue the passionate kissing session, even engaging in some dry humping. We break from the kiss and begin to eat some of the cake, feeding it to one another. I feed it to her and she does the same for me. We move onto the strawberries and we take a bite and it tastes so good. I see a can of whipped cream right beside it all and a smile comes across my face. Rachel notices my smile and turns to me and asks a question.

Rachel: I know that look. What do you have in mind?

I whisper it into her ear, kiss her on the neck and a smile comes across her face.

Rachel: Baby. You are a bad girl. I like it.

Mariah: I knew you would and I'm kind of... yeah.

Rachel: Want to take all this stuff in the bed room then?

Mariah: Yes. With what I have in mind, we're going to need ALL of this.

Rachel: Sounds exciting.

Mariah: It does. Now babe, go into the bed room while I gather up all this stuff for our "fun time".

I smile and as Rachel turns away, I slap her on the ass and my smile only widens as she turns back to me and smiles before going on her way. I place the strawberries and the cake together. I look around and dig into one of the drawers where I pull out a pair of handcuffs and a whip which I place the cuffs into my front pocket and I begin to speak to myself.

Mariah: I am so dirty minded and into some really kinky shit. She's going to love all of this. I guarantee it.

I nod my head and grab all the materials and head to the bed room where the scene fades to black.

The End

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The scene opens up to the bed room of mine and Rachel's apartment. On the bed I sit, with a skirt and a t-shirt on while Rachel is in her usual attire of jeans and a Team Lethality t-shirt. We sit beside each other, with our arms wrapped around each other. We look directly into the camera and I begin to speak.

Mariah: It's been a rough few days for Team Lethality. One of our own is laid up in a fucking hospital bed after a brutal golf club shot to the head and we don't know her fate at this time. I blame the evil Christian for it because if it weren't for him trying to light Aurora on fire, would we really be in this situation? No, we wouldn't. And who knows what the hell is going to happen for this fallen member going forward. Yet that wasn't the only thing that happened. TJ Parks was getting his ass kicked by the same evil Christian after the match and I went to help because it was the right thing to do and everybody else went to the hospital. Just when I had run Matthews and his personal Deacon bitch off... I get blasted in the back of the head with the Platinum title and then powerbombed onto TJ through the table. The result of the shot to the back of my head? Eight staples but thankfully I didn't get a concussion.

Rachel: Yeah. Thank god for that, babe. I would hate to know what would happen if that were the case.

Mariah: You and me both. But to move onto the positive. It has arrived. Battle Finale III, held at Petco Park in San Diego, California. This is our first time on the biggest stage of them all and we compete for the richest prize in tag team wrestling. The PCW World Tag Team Championships. Great teams such as Generation Next and the current champions Da Xtreme Dynasty, have held. But more important than that, this is the first time Rachel and I will team up on the main roster, if you don't count the house show that was dedicated to my cousin Danielle for her birthday.

Rachel: That would be wicked. We win the titles on our debut as a team. I can get behind that.

Mariah: Babe. I can too. And we face not one, but TWO tag teams. It's going to be a little bumpy of a road. Let's get to one of them now. The Pac. A colorful team to say the least. They once held the PCW World Tag Team Championships. Sure it was about seven months ago give or take a few days when they beat Kai and the current PCW World Champion for the titles, but they were the champions, something Rachel and I are trying to accomplish and hope that is the case come our match. Now Dante is known as The Devil Himself and wants to come off as the human incarnate of Lucifer, complete with a smug attitude... yet all I see him, Phantom and their associate do is act like a bunch of juvenile delinquents, trying to cause inconvenience by "selling" the GM's shit, "selling" other merchandise and directing fans away from the show so they can either buy your bullshit or leave the arena and taking money away from this company. I find it a complete fucking travesty doing bullshit like that. It proves absolutely nothing other than you guys being pieces of shit. Not surprisingly of course, that is what you guys are. You sure as hell thought you were too good to appear on the Reaping Death Show to discuss about the upcoming tag team title match. Pssh, you aren't a damn thing. Beat some legit teams first before thinking with that mindset.

Let me ask you guys this. How in the hell can we take you seriously when you act like a bunch of juvenile delinquents? Last time I checked, Devils don't exactly set up little booths to sell t-shirts and they certainly don't sell high priced cars to people. Matter of fact, they make the lives of the common person a living hell through torturous ways. Mierda, I'm not sure there is a logical explanation for all this crap although I am somewhat curious to hear it. What would I think you would say about it? There are some things that come to mind. Like, "this is a way to give to the less fortunate", or this one, "I want to cause as much mischief as possible while the fans still love us". Don't get me wrong, I love the fans and always will... but we all know a person working a nine to five cannot pay for an expensive sports car every month. The payments are insane. I can't even afford one of those. Then again, I live in a crappy ass one bedroom apartment but I digress.

But most of all. You really don't give a shit about the people. The ones who pay to get in these arena which in turn help pay our salaries. The same salaries that provides all of us to pay our bills, pay our rent or mortgages, pay the car payment each and every month. Rinse and recycle the damn thing over and over again. No, you do it because you find some sick joy in doing this type of crap where in reality, it's not amusing, it takes away from the show and dare I say it, but it's really not that entertaining. I understand that everybody has different tastes and all but you can't sit there with a straight face and say that stuff is entertaining. And if so, your taste in entertainment is just bad.

There is another thing that is on my mind. Are you guys sure that all that stuff that you sold either belonged to or was paid for with James Baker's money? Because knowing the guy through his marriage to my cousin, I know he doesn't own any sports cars or things that are of Armani and I know for certain that he doesn't allow people near his personal stuff and keeps his wallet and all that on him at all times. How the fuck do I know all of this? Again, my cousin is married to him and I happen to go to that household two, maybe three times a week since again, I live in a crappy apartment where I usually have to settle to eat a bag of Ramen noodles or Hamburger Helper.

So yeah, I know a little more than most people do, being a relative and all but again, what is the point of doing all of that crap even though you did get what you want which is a shot at the tag team titles? I'll answer it for you. There is zero point in doing all of that and you would rather waste valuable time instead of doing something productive. Pitiful. And I thought Morgan Simmons ranting on and on about meaningless crap was dreadful. Sheesh. Here's what you guys should do. Go focus on trying to prepare for this TLC match. Focus hard not just on us, but also on the champions as well. Study us and when you cut your promo's, please don't bore us to death with your inane ramblings about finally reclaiming the tag team titles and blah blah blah. And FYI, don't try and pull the old switch-a-roo minutes before the show starts because it's beyond pointless and it's a waste of time because everybody knows you guys are not winning the fucking titles. Period, end of story.

I say it with an intense look on my face, but I know I have to continue on, which is what I proceed to do here.

Mariah: Now onto a team who holds all of the gold and for Rachel and I, we have different feelings about this team than we do The Pac. I'm talking about Kevin Styles and J.T. Banks of Da Xtreme Dynasty. The reigning and defending PCW World Tag Team Champions. I have to say guys, this is the first time we have met in that ring despite the history Team Lethality shares with Da Dynasty. James Baker formed Da Xtreme Dynasty and he is married to my cousin, the founder and leader of Team Lethality, Danielle Lopez. Kevin Styles is also married to the voice of Team Lethality, Desiree Miles, and at one time, I dated J.T. Banks before I fully came out as a Lesbian. That's just a small fraction of the history our two groups share with one another.

Rachel: That's right, darling. We also cannot forget my brother having a series of matches against J.T. Banks and they both hold championship gold in the famous Mexican promotion, Latin Pro Wrestling. And I like to think of myself as a form of my own brother with my own added style to it if you will. One that has worked very well for me and mine and Mariah's tag team. Not to be a braggart of course hehe. Babe, is it fine to brag?

Mariah: I don't see the problem with it and neither does J.T. and Kevin. They have been known as that team who has no issues bragging on about their storied history and the fact that they have beaten everybody in PCW and anything else in between. It's been like that for as long as I can remember. No issues with that and the scary thing is unlike most people, they back up what they say. They have won tag team championships in ECCW, CWF, YCW, ICW and twice here in PCW. Everywhere they have gone... they have climbed the top of the tag team mountain. Again, a place where Rachel and I are determined to go.

Rachel: Extremely determined.

Mariah: Like you guys, Rachel and I have never been in this type of match up. I personally have never been in any type of hardcore chaotic match which admittedly so, is an advantage you two hold over us. Whether it's four way free for all matches, gauntlet matches, lumberjack matches, steel cage matches, you've been to war in the toughest of places and more often than not, you walked out victorious. You've been in damn near every incarnation of a brutal match ever made in the history of this industry and you two are still going to this very day. It's impressive to say the least and when you think about it further.

We're happy to get this opportunity.

After all, it's not often in wrestling that you get opportunities like this. It's a rarity, especially at a prestigious set of titles such as the PCW World Tag Team Championships. The richest prize in tag team wrestling today and you two are the tag team that holds that holy grail. Da Xtreme Dynasty is that tag team Rachel and I have to be better than. The Pac may be a good team and all, but by no means of the imagination do they have the lineage and legacy that Da Dynasty has. In a lot of ways, Team Lethality is just like Da Dynasty, just without a leader who's out of her freaking mind, no heel turns and certainly no kidnapping... well that's if you don't count me orchestrating the kidnapping of my dear little sister Mariella a while back which did that bitch no good.

But anyways, Kevin Styles and J.T. Banks are the guys we are most looking forward to facing. We know everything there is to know about the storied history of the team and even in their twilight years, they're still greatness. It's where we want to go and we will reach it. The styles our teams present are similar in we go out there and take care of business and we brawl and fly with the other teams. Having a win over Da Xtreme Dynasty is something not many teams have and it would do wonders for any tag team who achieves that and the lineage is not the only reason why I state so. Just look at the matches they have had. Even when teams like Generation Next were beaten by them, they went on to great things after that match and the same will be said for The Princesses of Lethality.

Rachel: It's true. We have everything to gain in this match. This is the biggest match up of our careers and we know what it will bring if we come out on top. We're going to get beaten and battered. It's a forgone conclusion when it comes to this type of match up... but it's also one we are more than willing to go through to gain the top prize in tag team wrestling today. I don't think both teams realize just how badly we want to win this match and bring the PCW World Tag Team Championships to Team Lethality.

Mariah: Babe, I agree with that completely. Battle Finale III is in our house of San Diego, California. The city where I was born and raised in. The house that resides Team Lethality and sure... we are the underdogs. We've been under such term for a long long time. Nobody will expect us to win and I'm perfectly okay with that. But if for one tiny little second you decide to overlook us. We will make you pay for it in kind. So Dynasty, Pac. I hope you're truly ready and I hope you two really take us seriously because if you don't, while we may be underdogs... we do have a strong bite and we are trained in the forms of Lethality and ass kickery. We WILL make you all suffer for overlooking us.

Rachel: That's right. And don't be mad when we walk out of San Diego as the World Tag Team Champions. Be happy.

Mariah: Haha. That is the truth. There is one more thing we have to say...

Mariah/Rachel: Welcome to the world of Lethality.

Mariah: See you four at Battle Finale.

Fade to black

The scene opens up inside of my apartment in San Diego, California. This time, things are a little more clean and organized thanks to me getting off my ass and doing something with the place. I am sitting on the couch with it reclined up so my feet can have a rest. Laying in my lap is Rachel Robinson, the woman I call my tag team partner, but more importantly, she is the one I call my girlfriend. We're there and as we're watching the TV, I turn to Rachel and kiss her on the forehead.

Mariah: Are you enjoying yourself?

Rachel: Of course. Every time we're together, I'm happy. Why do you ask?

Mariah: Just because. That and I always complain about this apartment. It really is bad though.

Rachel: I like it just fine.

Mariah: You do?

Rachel: Sure. It's cozy, it has a nice couch, your TV is amazing and the bedroom. Do I need to say any further?

I smile and place my hand on Rachel's hand before answering her question.

Mariah: Oh no. Although I could say the same thing about your house.

Rachel: Really now?

Mariah: Yeah. I love how it looks. You have a pretty kitchen table, the color choices are nice and well... I love your bed room hehe.

I say it with a smile but there is truth behind my statements. Rachel looks back at me and shares a chuckle before speaking.

Rachel (smirking): You are such a perv.

Mariah (trying not to laugh): Am not.

Rachel: It's okay. You can let it out. I'll love you regardless.

Mariah: Thank you, baby... but I'm not a perv.

I stick my tongue out at Rachel who then sits up and stares at me with a smile on her face. We share a hug, one that lasts longer than a normal hug. Before both of us could realize it, our lips lock together and we kiss passionately, lasting for a good long minute before we break it.

Rachel: Wow.

Mariah: Yeah. Wow is right.

This wasn't our first time doing it but we had never had a moment like this and it's really warming that it's just us two alone in the apartment. We have been together for almost three months but it feels longer and it's the happiest I have felt in a long time. Just as I was tempted to kiss Rachel back, my phone goes off. I look at it and I knew I needed to answer it considering the person who's calling is the one I'm closest to. I pick it up and answer it.

Mariah: Hello.

Danielle: I hope I'm not interrupting anything, cousin.

Mariah (smiling): You kind of are.

Danielle: Oh. I take it my possible future cousin in-law is there?

Mariah: Yes. And what the hell is with your obsession of us getting married?

Danielle: I know you well enough to know that you like to rush things.

Mariah: Okay you have a point, but you know Rachel and I are taking this slow.

Danielle: Yeah. I hear you cousin. I was just calling to let you know who you are facing on Rapture.

My mind comes of shock to know that I am booked on the main card. It has been nearly two months since wrestling on Saturday Night Rapture, with my last appearance being with me getting my ass handed to me by the now current Broadcast Champion Smith Jones. I take a moment to get myself together before putting the phone back to my ear which Danielle asks me the question...

Danielle: Are you alright?

Mariah: Yeah, I'm fine. So I'm booked, correct?

Danielle: Yes. You're actually going to be on the card. How do you feel about that?

Mariah: I guess I'm pleased. I do get to work on the main card although my luck has been really shitty as of late.

Danielle: This is your chance to turn it around. Although your opponent is certainly going to be a hard task to contend with.

Mariah: What do you mean?

Danielle: I'm saying you get to face a member of the PCW Hall of Fame. One of only four people to have been a former World and Platinum Champion in this company.

Mariah: I see. And who would this opponent be?

Danielle: Your opponent is none other than... Curtis Wilkes.

My jaw drops at the realization of who my opponent is. One who recently electrocuted Magnus Thunder to the point where he hasn't been seen since and also somebody who dominated the PCW ranks alongside Yoshiru Long as The Elite. I snap back into it once more and speak.

Mariah: Well this is certainly going to be an uphill battle.

Danielle: Yeah. This is likely going to be your toughest opponent yet. Curtis is somebody you should always prepare for. He's dangerous whether he's by himself or with allies.

Mariah: Thanks for the head's up.

Danielle: You're welcome. But just remember. Anything can happen. Stick to what you know and never give up.

Mariah: Got it. Anything else I need to know?

Danielle: Well there is supposed to be an announcement for the PCW tag team division on Rapture. It's been advertised like crazy and with you and Rachel representing Team Lethality in the division, you might want to pay close attention to it.

Mariah: Will do.

Danielle: Now I must go. James and Trey are having a water balloon fight and I must monitor the situation.

Mariah: Tell them I said hello.

Danielle: Will do cousin. See you at the end of the week and take care.

Mariah: You too.

The phone call ends.

Rachel: So you get to have Curtis Wilkes as an opponent?

Mariah: Yeah. This doesn't get easier.

Rachel: It's not supposed to be easy, babe. This is wrestling after all.

Mariah: I know. I'm not complaining. I'm just saying it's not going to get any easier from here on out, especially in the tag team division.

Rachel: Yeah which we should be contending for the gold soon enough. Wouldn't be bad to bring those titles into Team Lethality.

Mariah: Yeah.

Rachel: So where were we?

Mariah: I know where...

From there, Rachel and I share one more passionate kiss. This one lasting for a really long time, mostly because I didn't want to let go. We finally let go and Rachel takes my hand and we go into my bed room. The door closes and the scene fades out.

The End

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So not counting the Struggle for Power Battlefield match, my record on the main roster stands at two and two. Include all of the Premium Academy and House Shows, my record overall is at nine wins, seven losses and four draws. Something I know I need to improve on and I am highly aware that it will not be an easy road. If I wanted it easy, I would not have trained to become a professional wrestler and immediately become the first and only PWW Joshi Champion when I began my career. I'm prepared to take on any and all challenges whether it's good or bad.

Speaking of challenges. This one is likely to be my greatest one yet. I get to face a PCW Hall of Famer. The second time that has happened with my debut on the main roster being against Heather Monroe. This particular PCW Hall of Famer has made his name known around the world. Whether he's known as the Aussie Psycho or as Sickboy. One cannot deny that he makes an impact every single time he steps in the ring. The accolades do speak for itself. I'm not an idiot. I know what he has done and I respect his accomplishments greatly but despite his accomplishments, he sure does spend a lot of time bitching about the system being "corrupt" or whatever he believes in his little head.

That's not to say you can't back it up because you have proven that but maybe I just don't understand all of this whining and crying. Maybe I'm just old fashioned and would rather put in the work instead of complaining about not getting this and that, maybe I just don't understand the extent of your complaining because I haven't been in the business for as long as most have. Whatever it is, I am on the stance that complaining is a complete waste of time. It's meaningless and I don't find it to be useful. Just like attacking people after the bell has rang which seems to be what Curtis does best these days. Although thankfully Mariano saved Hano Eiyu from that or possibly worse... making him lose his identity which is the mask he wears twenty-four hours a day.

I can sense that likewise with Hano last round, I will be viewed in the light of easy pickings and somebody he won't take seriously. If that's the case, it's one that's completely wrong. You should never underestimate your opponent, especially one that could easily beat you if you're not careful. Just because I am younger and not as experienced as a good chunk of the main roster, does not mean I won't be a tough match up. Knowing my last name and who I train with, that should be a given but it's fine. I have been overlooked before and I have made people pay for doing such a thing.

And while you are in the PCW Hall of Fame alongside names like Mariano Fernandez, Heather Monroe and my cousin Danielle, that doesn't matter when facing me. I don't need any weapons or anything like that to go to combat. I have my hands, my feet and more importantly, I have heart and whether I win or whether I lose. The one thing I am most determined to do is prove that I can hang with the best. Curtis, you just happen to be that person I get that opportunity against and at Rapture, I will prove that I have the skills and if I play my cards right... I might even beat you. I know you cannot fathom that but you might just have to live with it if you even overlook me for one second.

See you at Rapture, Sickie.

Fade to black

The scene opens up to a huge home in a gated community in San Diego, California. Good weather, good environment. Nothing more to ask for. Inside of the home is cool and looks nice. In the living room area on one of the couches sits my cousin Danielle, who has her left leg propped on a pillow, and I sit on a chair beside her. We're having the usual conversations we usually have. The only thing that we're not doing is training which with Danielle's injury, that's not a suffice option at this time.

Mariah: So how are you holding up?

Danielle: Not going to lie. It's a tad bit difficult and I highly dislike not being able to do the thing I'm most passionate about.

Mariah: I figured that as much. You were always a workaholic.

Danielle: Were? I still am. I'm dying to go back to work.

Mariah: Really? Most prefer a little vacation.

Danielle: Don't get me wrong. I don't mind a little relaxation, but at the expense of getting injured? That doesn't sit well with me.

Mariah: True.

Danielle: How's all of the Team Lethality members been doing?

Mariah: They're holding up. Bella's extremely upset that you were injured and we all miss you.

Danielle: I miss them too. It sucks that I can't represent the team the way I want to and I certainly can't lead to the best of my abilities with me being sidelined you know.

Mariah: You're doing just fine leading at the moment. We would love you to be there, but your health is more important in the long run.

Danielle: I get that.

Mariah: So how have you been taking everything from Struggle for Power?

Danielle: What do you mean?

Mariah: You know... everything that went on.

Danielle: Oh right. Well with this injury, I have had some time to really reflect and I admit to making mistakes that night. Everybody knows what they are and it's not one of my proudest moments. I know nobody is perfect and we're all human at the end of the day. We're bound to make poor choices, myself included. I own up to what I did and I have made peace with the fact that you just have to leave it all in the past, move forward and concentrate on being the best person you can possibly be.

Mariah: You basically are taking a better path to positivity?

Danielle: You kind of have to. Just let it die, continue what you were doing before and ignore those that want to hate on you for the sake of hating on you. Haters are irrelevant. They don't really know what they're talking about. You can't take what they say seriously because their opinion holds no weight in the grand scheme of things.

Mariah: Very true. And every athlete has that section that just says shit for the sake of it.

Danielle: They do. From Kobe Bryant and even down to what people think of me. Key thing is not to let it bother you. I have began to learn that, not take it all so seriously and learn to express my frustration in a more healthy manner rather than just holding it in until I can't take it anymore. I embrace who I am and the opinion I value the most, are the fans, and they have been behind me since day one and I would always go to bat for them no matter what.

Mariah: The PCW fans are the greatest fans in the world. You've taught me that from day one and they'll stick behind you through thick and thin.

Danielle: Absolutely. And I couldn't be anymore grateful for them. Greatest fans for the greatest company on the planet. Can't ask for much more.

Mariah: No you cannot.

Danielle: So I see you got Smith Jones for the upcoming Rapture.

Mariah: ... Yeah, I do.

Danielle: How are you feeling about that?

Mariah: To be honest. I'm kind of nervous. I knew Heather was a tough match up months ago, but Smith Jones has been on a complete tear since he arrived.

Danielle: He's certainly not going to be easy to combat. Take last Rapture and Struggle for Power for example. He made an impact against Jay, he defeated the legend known as Magnus Thunder, beat Brian Stryker and he lasted until the final four in the Battlefield match. I got to square off against him in that match and he can work a match.

Mariah: Do I have a chance to beat him?

Danielle: Of course you do. You can beat anybody on this roster. You are skilled enough to cause problems for anybody. You should never be overlooked.

Mariah: It helps that I have a wonderful trainer who will push me into gear.

Danielle: I'd make you watch tape and study extensively. The more you prepare and have a good solid game plan, the better off you are. Not guaranteeing the game plan will always work but it's better than going in like a deer in the headlights.

Mariah: I understand that.

Danielle: But I can tell you that he is beatable. It's up to you towards finding a way to do that. You're not simply going to be given a magic book on how to beat so and so.

Mariah: Completely true. I have to do work to achieve that. And also, Smith Jones is on his way to facing Jay for the Broadcast title and he has a lot of momentum.

Danielle: Indeed. And the Broadcast Championship is a title you should go after. Wouldn't mind seeing another Lopez hold the title.

Mariah: Then why don't you go back into the division?

Danielle: Hehe. I had my time holding that title. The younger generation should be cutting their teeth there. As I said on Rapture. I'm after the World title. I will be watching that scene closely just so I know who I have to face for the title.

Mariah: Very true. I'm kind of thirsty. Want anything while I'm up?

Danielle: Sure. I'd love a water right now.

Mariah: You read my mind. I'll be back.

I get up out of the chair and walk to the kitchen to get both Danielle and I some water. From there, the scene fades out.

(Days Later)

The scene is now back in an apartment in Winchester, Kentucky. I'm inside, cuddled up with Rachel while Reaper, Bella and Tom are sitting at the dinner table, seemingly thinking of ideas. Rachel and I are watching the television while this is going on. We look at them and then look back at each other.

Mariah: Are they always like this when they think?

Rachel: They are. It's been like this for years. Back in CCW. They did this on a regular basis. Well except Reaper. He was just a little weird.

Reaper hears it and looks at us.

Reaper: I'd rather be weird than normal. We had this conversation already.

Rachel: I know. I'm pointing out to Mariah just how deep you guys think.

Reaper: Oh okay.

Reaper goes back to thinking with the others. Rachel looks back at Mariah.

Rachel: But this is how thinking is when it comes to them. They think long and hard about things.

Mariah: I can tell and have noticed a few times. Like Tom contemplating on what girl to screw on which day of the week.

Rachel: Exactly.

Not even a moment later, my phone rings and I place it to my ear and answer.

Mariah: Hello!

?: This Mariah?

Mariah: Yeah. Who are you?

?: This is Kayoz. The one who is going to help cure your sister from being a bloody psychopath?

Mariah: Oh right. What's up?

Kayoz: Nothin' really. When are you guys going to bring the subject here?

Mariah: When you're available to have her. Where do you live exactly?

Kayoz: Detroit!

Mariah: Ah. Interesting. Do you live in the suburbs or the hood?

Kayoz: I barely have enough money to pay my light bill. The hood basically.

Mariah: Alright. We can bring her by probably tomorrow. Does that sound good?

Kayoz: Yeah. I'm good with that.

Mariah: Awesome. See you then.

Phone call ends.

Rachel: Babe. I sense we have to bring Mariella to him?

Mariah: Yes. He's going to cure my sister.

Rachel: Sounds like fun.

Mariah: As long as we keep her gagged and in the straight jacket. We'll be fine.

Rachel: Great point. Road trip?

Mariah: I'm always up for one. Guys, we're going to Detroit.

Reaper: Sweet. Always loved going there.

Mariah: We're going to be in the ghetto.

Tom: Eh. Here's kind of the ghetto anyways.

Reaper: Tom. We are in the middle of nowhere. The country. This is the last place that can be considered the ghetto.

Tom: Okay. You have a point.

Mariah: Shall we go?

Rachel: Hell yes. I call shotgun because Mariah is driving.

Mariah: Tom, Reaper, Bella. You three get to handle Miss Psycho over there.

Tom: Dammit...

Tom, Reaper, Rachel, Bella and I proceed to be on our way while carrying Mariella on our way out of the door. We go outside and head to the Astro van. Reaper, Bella and Tom place Mariella in the back before they get in and sit with her. Rachel gets in the passenger's seat while I get in the driver's one. I place the key in the ignition and back out of the driveway and from there, we are on our way and the scene fades out.

(A day later)

The scene opens back up and we are set in what is the projects area of Detroit, Michigan. The Astro Van still driving around until it pulls up to a white house. Once we have stopped, we get out of the van and with Mariella in tow, we walk up to the front door and I knock on it three times and then back away. About forty-five seconds later, the door opens and a man with white hair and baggy clothing answers.

Kayoz: Glad you guys made it and not a moment too soon.

Mariah: Took a while to find the right house, but thank god we found it.

Kayoz: Well let's bring the subject inside and we'll see what's wrong with her.

We follow Kayoz into the house and the appearance inside is just like any typical ghetto looking home.

Bella: Guys. This looks like a crack house.

Rachel: I agree.

Mariah: Kayoz is the best in the business when it comes to this stuff. It's not like we're having brunch with him or anything.

We continue to follow him until we reach a room where there's a specially designed chair sitting there. They step in and immediately, Mariella is strapped to the chair by her hands and feet by Kayoz and his friend, Jigsaw. As she is strapped down. Jigsaw removes the tape from Mariella's mouth and she doesn't look too happy. I stand there and smirk at my sister's displeasure.

Mariah: Aww. She doesn't look too happy.

Mariella: FUCK YOU!

Mariah: That's not nice to say to your older sister who loves you very much.

Mariella: BULLSHIT! YOU DON'T LOVE ME!

Mariah: That's not true but whatever. You're a damn psycho. And we're here to HELP YOU!

Mariella looks at me all pissed off and I have one big smile on my face. I'm really enjoying seeing my sister like this which I know I'm not supposed to but for all the names she has used against the Lopez family name. You can't really blame me for letting her suffer a bit.

Mariah: Tell me, dear sister. Did you really think talking shit about our family was worth it?

Mariella looks at me and she's still angry about what's going down but she needs to get over it and she needs the help.

Mariella: For the last time. I DON'T NEED HELP!

Mariah: Bullshit! You've been this way for far too long now. I wonder why we didn't do this much sooner.

Mariella: Because there's nothing wrong with me you moron.

Mariah: Yeah. That's a load of crap and you know it.

Bella: Mariah. We're not here to interogate her. We're here to get her help.

Mariah: Sorry. I'm just a little emotional is all.

I step away and allow Kayoz and Jigsaw to do their magic. Jigsaw stands above Mariella while Kayoz grabs a chair and sits down.

Kayoz: Alright. Mariella, why all the animosity towards your family?

Mariella: They are all against me. Every single one of them. They never cared and they would rather show favoritism to Danielle and Mariah. It's sickening.

Kayoz: Tell me about your experiences as a child?

Mariella: I was stuck in a foster home. Horrible experience. And I blame the family for placing me there.

Mariah: Our parents died you idiot.

Kayoz: Mariah. Not now. You'll get your turn in a minute. Back to the subject. You're twenty one years of age yet you have carried the grudge for a lifetime now. Why?

Mariella: Why not? I have never gotten the respect from them and still don't to this day. It's been eating at me for a long while and I guess you can say this is partly why my attitude is what it is today.

Kayoz: I see. Anybody want to respond.

I look at Kayoz and then back at Mariella before beginning to speak.

Mariah: Gladly. Mariella. Whatever vendetta you have against us, really makes you out of your damn mind. For some weird reason, you take out that anger on Danielle and I, and we did NOTHING to you. We are not the ones who sent you to that foster home and we sure as heck are not the ones who diagnosed you with IED. Whatever problem you have with us... WE ARE NOT THE ONES WHO CAUSED IT! Did you get all of that?

Mariella stares at me, still angry although I am now convinced that it is her normal expression. I sigh as I feel that everything I just said went from one ear and out the other. When it comes to Mariella, I shouldn't be surprised at anything really because she is an unpredictable nut job.

Mariah: I think I have said all I needed to say. Kayoz, Jigsaw. Do you two recommend us leaving her with you guys?

Kayoz and Jigsaw look at each other and then back at me.

Jigsaw: Yes. Leave her here so we can get the full diagnosis.

Kayoz: Agreed.

Mariah: Perfect. I thank you two for the help. And here's the money we owe you for doing this.

I hand Kayoz a twenty dollar bill. He looks at it and puts it in his pocket, knowing that he did indeed give us a pretty sweet discount. We all shake hands with him and Jigsaw before departing out of that house. We get back into the van and once everybody is settled in. We begin to drive off and the scene fades out.

To Be Continued

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Alright, so I didn't exactly win the Struggle for Power Battlefield. However, I never did guarantee victory over the other thirty competitors but I did make an impact with a few eliminations, and I teamed up with my wonderful cousin through a pretty nice stretch in the match. I proved to the entire world that I am capable of many things and that I can hang with pretty much anybody on any single night. I'm not one that should be underestimated in any situation and I hope nobody writes me off in the future even though I perfectly understand why I am an underdog in a lot of situations.

I have been told I have a pretty big test ahead of me on the upcoming Rapture. Somebody who has really made an impact since he has arrived in this company. I'm talking about Smith Jones. Smith is somebody who has turned a few heads and has beaten some names. He owns victories over Draven, Magnus Thunder, Brian Stryker and performed damn well in the Battlefield. Many people on the web and on Twitter are touting him as a prodigy of sorts and I do admit, he is very impressive and has the skill set to succeed.

But prodigy? Now I think that's a tad bit out there because so very few athletes deserve to have such a title associated with them. Michael Jordan, Kobe Bryant and Lebron James are prodigies. Hank Aaron and Babe Ruth are that in baseball. It's especially rare in our industry to find a talent that's deserving of the term "prodigy". There are many a talented wrestlers in the business today, with PCW displaying the best of the best, but it's another to say that they are exceptionally talented to the point where they transcend the business in a whole new way.

That's not to take anything away from what Smith has done and he has faced some very good competition, but your one on one opposition so far has consisted of either the power game, the Lucha Libre style and brawling. While that's all good, they're all just the basics. You haven't faced a person of my style yet. The Joshi style of professional wrestling. When it comes to the people in the back, I like to think of myself as the master of the style. The Joshi Queen. I also happen to mix up a little martial arts and submissions into my skill set to make me that much more dangerous and my track record in the industry has proven to be very favorable when it comes to that style.

On the other side, I have never really faced somebody with your style of wrestling. Suplexing at will, a pure tactician in the ring and you have one of the more deadly finishers this business has ever seen in the Point of Controversy. It certainly put Magnus down for the count on the last Rapture, and it laid Jay Thunder out at the end of the show so we all know it's an extremely effective move and one that I definitely need to watch out for and prepare extensively.

It's very apparent that Smith Jones and I are two opposite people. I am a joyful person who lives life to the fullest, wears her heart and emotions on her sleeve and doesn't exactly try and take everything too seriously. You on the other hand, are a bit anti social, you don't give a damn about most people and you could really pass off as some devil's advocate type of person. You're also the type that will go to any place to get what he wants in life. Whether it's leaving people laid out in blood, or saying something that sparks the ire of people. Like me, you're not one to be overlooked.

Ultimately, that last part and us being good at what we do, are the only things that we really have in common. Other than that, like I said, we are two completely different people and I wouldn't have it any other way because I wouldn't want to be the same as everybody else. It's almost a shame that only one of us has to come out of Rapture with the victory, but since that is the case. I will make the proclamation that it will be me who walks out of Cleveland with that win. What way I will do it? I will leave it up to your imagination but I'm damn motivated to win. Would be a nice feather in my cap to own a victory over the likely number one contender for Jay Thunder's Broadcast Championship and it would put me in a nice position for something that could and should benefit my career to the fullest. I will walk out with that win and I will attempt to do it as gracefully as I can. I just hope for your sake, that you can handle being beaten by a girl. Most men and their fragile little ego's can't handle that for some reason.

See you on January 19th, Smithy.

Fade to black

The scene opens up inside of a hotel in Portland, Oregon. It is a few hours after the latest edition of PCW's Saturday Night Rapture has come to a close. One that had some surprised and all. So here I am, waiting in the hallway while playing Angry Birds on my iPhone. I'm highly addicted to the game for some reason. Never quite figured out why either. Maybe I just like the game so much. I look around and he's still not here yet and I begin to talk to myself for some strange reason.

Mariah: When is he getting here?

I continue to wait and not even a minute later, Tom Pendergrass hugs me from behind and is here. Thank god.

Mariah: Hey Tom. Glad you're here.

Tom: I wouldn't miss this. I hear you have the information, yes?

Mariah: Indeed. I manage to get a key card and room information from that cute girl at the desk.

Tom: She is kind of hot. Was gonna ask for her number...

Mariah: Already beat you to it.

Tom: Dammit!

Mariah: Hehe. You have to be quicker than that.

Tom: -sighs- I know.

Mariah: So are you ready?

Tom: Sure. Let's do this.

With that, Tom and I begin to make our way towards the room Mariella is supposed to be staying at. This almost seems too good to be true. We're actually going to take my sister and get her some help. Whether she wants it or not. I could care less. She has major major problems. We get to the room and I pull the key card from out of my purse.

Mariah: She has no clue about this.

Tom: Now aren't we supposed to be having others with us as well? Just in case.

Mariah: Crap. Good point. Give me a moment.

I pull out my iPhone once more and I begin to make the call. The phone rings and there is an answer on the other line.

???: Hello.

Mariah: Hey Ryan. Can you do me a solid?

Reaper: Sure. What is it that you need?

Mariah: I need you to come down here and make sure nobody interferes with Tom and I kidnapping my sister.

Reaper: I can do that. Do you want me to bring anybody?

Mariah: Yes. If you can, bring Israel Steele and whoever is available. The more backup we have, the better our odds are in making sure we get Mariella the help she needs.

Reaper: Sweet. I'll be there in five.

The phone call ends from there and I put the phone back in purse.

Mariah: Reaper will be here in five.

Tom: Is he bringing anybody else with him?

Mariah: It's likely. Israel Steele and anybody else. The more, the merrier.

Tom: I agree with that.

Tom and I wait around for Reaper and the backup to come. Who would have guessed that the time waiting would feel longer than it actually is taking. Of course, the adrenaline is running through my veins so I'm still in excitement mode. Five minutes passes by and Reaper along with Rachel, Bella and Israel all arrive, in their black gear. I greet Bella, Reaper and Israel with a hug while giving Rachel a nice kiss on the lips. The Team Lethality members all stand together and ready themselves for the plan.

Mariah: Alright. Now that we're all here. Let's do a check. Do we have the Morphine?

Tom: Right here.

Mariah: Duct tape?

Reaper: Check.

Mariah: Rope?

Israel Steele: I got it.

Mariah: Ski masks?

Bella: Thank god I bought them at Walmart.

Mariah: Flashlight?

Rachel: Got it and I also have something else but that's between you and I.

Mariah: Hehe. Excellent on both parts. We're all set then. Let's go.

Now I place the key card where it's supposed to go in and slide it in. From there, I open the door and we sneak in quietly. Rachel with the flashlight shining so we can see. In the room, Mariella is sleeping on the floor while her partner Melanie Ramirez is laying on one of the beds, snuggled with a random guy she was with. I knew that girl was a dirty whore. We go to Mariella where she is soundly sleeping.

Mariah (whispering): Let's do it.

Tom and Bella tie Mariella's feet and arms together while Rachel tapes her mouth shut. From there, Reaper and Israel pick her up and take her out of the room. Suddenly, we hear moving in the bed and Melanie Ramirez is the one that wakes up. Tom shines the light in her eyes and she looks sleepy as all hell.

Melanie Ramirez: What the hell are you Team Lethality nutjobs doing in here?

Mariah: For your information, honey. We're doing your friend... AHEM, MY SISTER, a favor. We're helping her out.

Melanie Ramirez: She doesn't need help you stupid lesbian.

Mariah: Very cute. You wish you were a lesbian to have a chance with me. Instead, you take so much dick willingly, you might as well be called Harley St. James.

Melanie is shocked and the man she's sleeping with gets up.

Man: What's with all the noise? And fuck you, you stupid bitch...

Right then and there, Tom hits the guy in the face with the flashlight and the guy falls off the bed and onto the floor. I can't help but laugh because the guy was being a dick and he deserved to get hit there.

Tom: Don't ever talk to us like that, you piece of shit.

Mariah: Thanks, Tom.

Tom: Anytime. And Melanie. Ditch that chicken dinner over there and have yourself a winner.

Inner thoughts: Oh my god. That is a horrible pick up line.

Melanie Ramirez: NO!

Tom: Guys. Head outside with the others. I'll take care of this lady right here.

Mariah: Knock yourself out.

Bella, Rachel and I make our way through the dark room and then we end up outside of it. From there, we are beside Reaper and Israel who have Mariella in their position, completely out of it. I take it they gave her the Morphine or something because unless you're tired. There's no way you would look like that on a normal day.

Mariah: So what did you guys do to the subject... I mean my sister?

Israel Steele: We gave her a healthy dosage of morphine.

Inner thoughts: Imagine that. I knew that's what they did.

Mariah: I see. Did she cause any complications?

Israel Steele: Negative. She didn't do squat. Very "cooperative".

Mariah: Very nice.

Not long after. Tom comes out of the room with a smirk on his face and some blood on his t-shirt. We all stare at him and wonder "what the hell just happened"? Tom eventually decides to talk about it.

Mariah: Tom. What did you do?

Tom: Oh nothing...

Mariah: Tom. Don't lie to us?

Tom: Alright. I gave Melanie's easy fuck of the night, the Louisville shuffle.

Israel Steele: KICK ASS!

Israel and Tom high five each other and I'm just shaking my head knowing the possible ramifications are if in some way, the guy complains. I place my hand on Tom's back and speak.

Mariah: From what I have heard James say over the years to many people coming in and out of his and Danielle's home. If you have blood on the shirt. Just take it off and hide it.

Tom: You're encouraging this, right?

I know it's completely wrong but Team Lethality certainly doesn't need this crap on us and if we made one small mistake. Danielle would be on my ass like that. So for my own safety and the fact that I know I don't want to let my cousin down, I have to go this route in hiding it as much as possible.

Mariah: Yes. We hide it and nothing happened to that guy. Understood?

Tom: Ma'am, yes ma'am.

Mariah: Alright. Shall we bring the subject to sir Kayoz then?

Tom: Oh yes. He needs to evaluate her and work his magic.

Mariah: Awesome. Let's go.

Tom, Reaper, Rachel, Bella, Israel and I proceed to be on our way while carrying Mariella on our way out of the hotel.

(To be continued in the next Mariah RP)

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The Struggle for Power Battlefield. A legendary staple of Premium Championship Wrestling. A career changer if you want to call it that. It elevates stars into superstars. Some famous names have been entered into this prestigious match and while there have only been two of these. Each time it's taken place, the stakes have never been higher. And the fact that I'm in this match alongside these great names, is something I'm honored yet taken aback by it because I surely didn't expect it. But I have learned to really adapt to situations that are abnormal and every match is always a new experience.

This is my first time into the match and there are a lot of names. I have a one in thirty six chance of coming out with a huge prize. The odds are not in my favor and factor in that there are some phenomenal names in this contest. Legends like Magnus Thunder, those bastards from The Elite, Mariano Fernandez, my dear cousin Danielle and then those in my spot like Jay Thunder and Kai are in it. A lot of talented guys and girls are in and I'm excited to be competing because competition is always awesome and I have never faced half of these names before.

I guess I'll start with those I'm already familiar with. Mya Denton is in this match and to be honest, she's one of the few Toxic Disciples members I have an ounce of respect for. She always tries her best in the ring, despite coming up short. She was very hard to combat in the Scars of Wrestling Cup match at Anarchy and she unfortunately came up short against that crazy conceited lady who thinks she's the end all be all of wrestling, on this past Rapture. She has skills and I hope to meet that challenge against soon. She's not the only one on that level I face either. I talk about Aurora Rose. She is a good competitor as well and although I haven't faced her, I have seen what she's capable of and her and I do have some things in common. I find her kind of attractive but whether you're cute or not, I'll be ready and I wish you the best.

When I look at fellow rookie talents. I look at Jay Thunder as a shining example. In six months, he has won the tag team titles twice and looking at the awards ballet. He's at the top of the list in a number of categories. I also hear he's been called the PCW rookie prodigy by a few guys and girls in the locker room. He's earned his success and he runs with the ball constantly. He's a talent I wouldn't mind facing in a singles match but I know that may or may not happen in the future. We're both in PCW looking to make our mark. You have two title matches and you could have two championships and a World Championship match when this is all over. I would kill to have your situation but who knows. I wish you the best of luck in the match as well. If we face off in the match. Let's kill it out there.

To more familiar territory. I'll lump all of my teammates together. Team Lethality is a stable I am most certainly affiliated with. I was there when Danielle thought of the stable after The Black Rose Mafia faded out and we recruited the members together. I'm proud to have this collection of talent as my teammates. My brothers and sisters in combat. I always have their back and they have mine. Reaper is fantastic. Bella is too. Rachel. Mmmm. Rachel is fantastic in a number of ways and same with Laurie. Tom is super cool and Israel Steele is always fun to hang around. And my feelings on Danielle are self explanatory. I love her to death and without her, I wouldn't be the person I am today. I credit her for everything and she got me into this business I have grown to love.

Shifting to my enemies. I talk about the Toxic Disciples of Syn and Morgan. Huge pieces of crap they are. The head honcho Morgan Simmons being entirely made of evil. Probably more psychotic than her brooding boyfriend Syn. Then you have that slut Alexis Landry, and Alexis - go to the loony bin. You need help and FYI - you really were not that good at sex. Anyways, Stevie and Jessie are the princesses of the group. Such horrible minded people. They also employ that whore Melanie Ramirez and my sister with a bunch of mental problems. They do employ a new member in Jenny Tuck. I have met her and... yeah. That was a one time only thing. Never to happen again. Those Toxic Disciples are a bad bunch and really, they can go play in traffic if they hate what I'm saying about them.

Bottom line. Whether you are a veteran in this business, a rookie like me, a Kyle Sync or even a family member when it comes to a fellow competitor. I am into this match and I am dying to make an impact. I am willing to go through any and all comers just to do that. True, every match for me is always important but this one is just that extra special. If I win, I go to my hometown with a title shot. If I lose, I lose but if I give an impressive performance. Then my stock will rise. I will prove that I most certainly have a place in Premium Championship Wrestling and I will do my best in the Battlefield. I will be seeing everybody at Struggle for Power III and good luck because I am out on a mission.

Fade to black

The scene opens up backstage to Saturday Night Rapture. This is after the show had gone off the air. Backstage is a calming area for once. No BS going on and certainly nobody frantically running around. Of course, none of us are out there to see it so how can we really know what's going on out there? Anyways, here I am sitting inside the Team Lethality locker room, still in my Team Lethality t-shirt, ripped up jeans and heels. I'm sitting beside Laurie Young and Rachel Robinson. My two besties on the team. We sit there and shoot the shit just like normal people and we're the only ones in there.

Mariah: Those little bitches from Syn and Morgan's alliance will get it.

Rachel Robinson: Bella, Reaps, Tom and Israel got the worst of that attack. Laurie. Any word on Tom's condition?

Laurie Young: The big lug is fine. It's just a couple of fat asses throwing their weight around.

Rachel Robinson: True. Mariah. How did you and Danielle fare against your sister and her friend?

Mariah: We had it taken care of until Morgan, Stevie and Jesse got involved.

Laurie Young: Typical Morgan. Always having the followers attack you when you finally gain a leverage over them.

Mariah: Yeah. And we had that leverage until they showed up. Stupid leeches.

Rachel Robinson: They'll get theirs. It's only a matter of time.

Laurie Young: Yeah. Agreed.

Mariah: True. Just wished it would have happened then.

Rachel Robinson: Remember what Danielle always says to us. Patience is virtue. You have to be patient with these type of things.

Mariah: I know that. I'm just stating my desires. I always take her advice to heart since she's the one who trained me.

Laurie Young: We're all learning under "The Lethal Latina" which is phenomenal. She's a great trainer and even though we get whiny idiotic political assholes like the one holding the Broadcast title bitch and moan because she's not as good as Danielle and Heather are, as well as not earning the respect. Our opinion of her doesn't change.

Rachel Robinson: She's right. Screw the uninformed morons. If they want the respect they desire. EARN IT!

Mariah: Exactly. PCW has way too many whiny bitches and stuck up idiots. It's like a damn drama zone. One that makes it uncomfortable and half of them don't even have wrestling talent.

Laurie Young: That's true too. If they had the talent to work a match and be ENTERTAINING! Then it would be easier, but alas, that's not to be.

Rachel Robinson: And it sucks. At least there's talent that entertains and doesn't put us to sleep.

Mariah: Good point.

Rachel Robinson: If you guys don't mind. I'm going to get something to drink. Be back.

Mariah: Alright.

Rachel gets up and leaves the locker room, leaving just Laurie and I alone with one another which is fine because I happen to like Laurie. She's very down to earth and is into metal just like me and she kind of cute to boot. Damn this dirty little mind. Damn you to hell.

Mariah: Rachel's something else, isn't she?

Laurie Young: She is but she's good people.

Mariah: She is. She has my back during the Jenna Martin crap and I am forever grateful for that.

Laurie Young: She's loyal to those she's on with.

Mariah: Yeah. Doesn't help that she's a good "lover" as well.

Laurie Young: Yeah... wait, you and her hooked up?

Mariah: A few times. Strangely enough, we grew closer during these instances. You know.

Laurie Young: I do. Here and I kind of do things together. We have this honorary girlfriend relationship.

Mariah: Never had one of those although with the Jenna thing. I'm certainly not looking for an actual one.

Laurie Young: I understand.

Mariah: I'm not even sure why I'm rambling on about my love life. It's uncharacteristic of me.

Laurie wraps her arm around me and comforts me.

Laurie Young: It's fine. It's natural to talk about these things.

Mariah: Do you talk about it often?

There's a pause and Laurie looks at me before answering.

Laurie Young: Only to certain people. Like Tom for instance. I can tell him anything. We do basically live together and it's a great arrangement.

Mariah: I would ask about anything else, but that's not my place.

Laurie Young: If he wants to say. I am okay with that. We're kind of private people but not at the same time.

Mariah: I get that. Hell, perhaps I could be on this connection list.

Laurie Young: What do you mean by that?

Mariah: Well you and Rachel share the same thing that her and I share. And maybe, just maybe, we can have the same relationship.

Laurie Young: Hmm. I suppose it's possible. We have similarities on a number of things and we along great with each other. Could be a beautiful thing.

Mariah: Just like you are.

Laurie Young: I'm not going to brag, but I will say let's see where this goes.

Mariah: Awesome. I am in agreement.

Laurie Young: Yeah. If you don't mind. I'm going to get some food. Want anything?

Mariah: Sure. I could eat. Get me whatever it is they have.

Laurie Young: Will do.

Laurie gets up and walks out of the room and I watch her leave. Aah, this is the second time I have thought of her in that way. What exactly is up with me today? I'm thinking of things that I always keep hidden and worse part. It's so obvious that I have these thoughts on the brain. Yeah I can be considered a little dirty minded, but never been like this and I certainly don't ever want to reach the levels of Alexis Landry who has a waiting list of five thousand men and women at the least. That thought is very revolting to me. I snap out of my blank expression and look around, trying to regain what normalcy I have left. I grab my phone and begin playing on it as the scene fades out.

(Days later)

So here we are. A few days later and I'm back home in San Diego. Unfortunately, I am in my beyond crappy apartment. I swear I hate this place but I know I have to make due with what I have until I feel I have the means necessary to move to another place. I know I am making a good amount of money being in PCW, but I have learned that it's better to be safe than sorry. Not to mention there are those in this society we live in that prefers to just blow their money right away instead of being smart with it. My family is pretty smart and they have enough money to last a few lifetimes, and I want to be smart just like they are. I am sitting at my dining table, eating a bowl of cereal and paying some bills. I write out the electric bill and place them in the pile that's to be sent to the mail.

Mariah: And that's that. Now have to wait until next month to do this all over again. Aah, I wish I had a better apartment.

Mariah sighs before finishing her cereal and placing the bowl in the sink. I wash it and then put it in the strainer. I go back to the table and grab the envelopes with the paid bills in there before grabbing my purse and my keys and leaving my apartment. I lock the door behind me and walk down the stairs. I get to the final four and walk along the sidewalk before going to check my mail. I see nothing but junk mail and just throw it in the trash but I keep the magazines because I'm somehow fascinated by them and I proceed to walk to my car. I place my things in the car. Before I could get in. I get stopped by a familiar face. I immediately recognized her and while I'm happy to see this person. I was still shocked that they would be here.

Mariah: Lizzy.

Lizzy: Hey Mariah. How are you?

Mariah: I'm doing okay. I'm a professional wrestler now for PCW.

Lizzy: Oh very nice. I knew you had relatives in the profession but I never took you as the type to compete in it.

Mariah: Neither did I, but I fell in love with it. I guess when you watch your family do it. You kind of want to join in.

Lizzy: I guess I can understand although I wasn't a wrestling fan. Like at all.

Mariah: I remember. You were always wondering why we watched it.

Lizzy: Haha. And now, I wonder why you do it.

Mariah: Passion. The want to do this as a career and be good at something of this nature. Very few would understand.

Lizzy: Obviously. But I'd support you.

Mariah: Thanks. Enough about me though. How's life been for you since graduation?

Lizzy: Well not too bad. I mean, I'm still in University which has it's good points and it's bad ones.

Mariah: I know how that feels. I am lucky I graduated when I did. So what brings you by the neighborhood?

Lizzy: I live in this building. Fourth floor.

Mariah: Really? I had no idea. Otherwise, I would have talked to you much sooner.

Lizzy: Yeah. I never knew you lived here either but now I do hehe. So how is the family?

Mariah: They're good. You can guess what Danielle is up to although my sister is well... a bad seed.

Lizzy: Ouch. Mariella wasn't exactly nice although Danielle was the opposite. A sweet soul.

Mariah: She still is though. She's nice and sweet to those around her, but when it comes to that ring. It's thrown out the window.

Lizzy: That intense and passionate?

Mariah: Very but I like it and I know it helps her. I mean, she's a damn success.

Lizzy: Very true. I take it you're still with that one guy.

Mariah: No. I'm not into men.

Lizzy: Really?

Mariah: Yeah. While you knew me as being into both genders. I finally realized that I am only attracted to women. I don't feel the same way about a man as I do a woman.

Lizzy: So you're a lesbian?

Mariah: Yes. Yes I am.

Lizzy: Well I'm fine with it. After all, it is your beliefs and if you feel more comfortable with a woman. Who am I to judge?

Mariah: Yeah. I'm glad you see it that way and are so accepting. This is why I always loved you in high school.

Lizzy: Always were my best friend. And still considered that to this day despite not having a conversation with you in almost five years.

Mariah: That's how it is sometimes. But I'm glad we're reconnecting right now.

Lizzy: As am I. If you ever want to talk more. You have my number. It's the same as it was in high school.

Mariah: Still didn't get it changed?

Lizzy: No. I still have it. There are a lot of things that haven't changed in five years.

Mariah: Other than us being adults that is.

Lizzy: Good point. Now I have to get into my apartment and put up these groceries. It was great talking to you.

Mariah: Same here. I have to get going too. Have to pay a few bills. I live on the second floor if you ever want to hang out.

Lizzy: Would love that.

Lizzy and I hug it out before going our separate ways. As she walks up the stairs. I smile, knowing that I have my old best friend back. I get into my car and I proceed to drive away as the scene fades out.

The End

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Right now, my record on PCW televised events is dead even at one and one. My loss being to Heather Monroe, who is now the PCW World Heavyweight Champion and my victory being the Scars of Wrestling Cup at Anarchy when I defeated Mya Denton, Leon Lonewolf and Kuk Killswitch to win my first cup, which contains either a tag team title shot or a shot at the Broadcast Championship. I'm sure the champions of said divisions have that thought in their heads. Well I know at least the tag team champions do at least. But I don't mind though because being overlooked is kind of a motivational tool for me to get better. Most bitch and moan about it, but that's not going to be me. I plan on making myself better and the less attention on me.

I feel I'm better off.

On the upcoming Rapture will be my third televised PCW match. I'm going back to singles competition this time as I get to face the one, the only, Chris Marks. You might be asking yourselves. Who the hell is Chris Marks and why should we care? I can agree with that, but I do know that one of the best in the world is training him and getting him on track. I view Adrien Cochrane as one of the best wrestlers in PCW right now and his success can only help Chris out and help him succeed if he's really passionate about his craft. He made his debut two weeks ago and beat Kyle Sync who is really a glorified punching bag.

He looked strong against Sync, but I'm certainly not him. Not by a long shot. I haven't really done anything in PCW yet but I am getting started and am hoping to be somebody. I like to think Chris does too, but knowing that he smokes, has an a-hole like personality, is a lazy slob, a disgusting criminal and doesn't exactly like other people, really can be a cause of concern. But I know I'm not going to be worried about it because that's his deal. I can only concentrate on myself and what I have to do.

What is is that I have to do?

First off is winning this match. I feel that I need to win to really solidify myself as a rising star. The Scars cup was a nice achievement but I know I need to do more around here to really be in a better position. My goals are pretty evident. I said them on Rapture and winning is a key way towards getting closer to said goals. Do I think Chris Marks has a chance in beating me? Sure. Anybody can lose on any given day. Will he though? I'm going to say no because as much as Chris wants people to think he has changed and has the passion to get the win. He doesn't realize that he's going up against somebody who damn sure will bring her all and school him in so many ways. His head will be spinning... literally that is. This is my match to win and I plan on pulling out all the stops. Will you do the same, Chris? No you will not. But I'll be seeing you on Rapture regardless and our match will be a great one.

See you in Portland, Christopher.

Fade to black

September 29th, 2012: Backstage at Rapture

Here I was, sitting backstage watching my cousin and Heather Monroe take on those two whores The Glamorous/Vicious Combination in a tag team match. I watched closely as I knew I could learn something from two legends in PCW. As I was watching with interest, Tom Pendergrass and Laurie Young sat besides me and began watching as well.

Mariah: Hey guys.

Laurie Young: Hey. I see you're watching the tag team match.

Mariah: Mhmm! I'm watching it so I can learn a couple of things.

Laurie Young: Are you always this focused?

Mariah: Sometimes. I like to learn about this business and you can never learn too much.

Tom Pendergrass: That's what Seth always told us. Learn as much as you can from various amounts of people.

Laurie Young: I remember that too. Seth was a good teacher but with our membership in Team Lethality. We get to take some more advice and this time, it comes from a woman who has made her mark in this company. She's a Hall of Famer and she very well could be the World Heavyweight Champion by this time next year.

Mariah: Damn right she could. And we're going to be there for that very right.

Tom, Laurie and I continue to talk. About twenty minutes later, Danielle walks up to us, very tired and fatigued after a hard fought match which she won. She stands in front of us, holding her back as the sweat is drenched all over her. I give her a bottle of water which she grabs and drinks it.

Mariah: Are you alright?

Danielle: I'm fine. This is like normal for me. I know the rigors of a hard fought match and I got to have some serious fun out there. Plus, Heather and I got the victory over two of Morgan's flunkies.

Mariah: Competing in general is serious fun. Especially when it comes to being in PCW.

Danielle: Exactly. This federation is a lot of fun and you guys will come to learn that once you get further along and compete in the big time matches.

Mariah: As a spectator, it is extremely fun watching your matches. The series versus Heather, the match versus [BLEEP] at Battle Finale II. And much more.

Tom Pendergrass: That cage match had a lot of Holy shit moments. Freaking insane.

Danielle: And more will be made at Anarchy. Have you guys figured out what matches you all will be competing in?

Mariah: That's what I'm hoping to hear back from James about.

Laurie Young: And Tom and I are waiting to see if we are either House Show bound or on the actual pay-per-view card.

Danielle: I see. I hope you all get to compete and have a great PCW experience this upcoming weekend.

Mariah: Me too. Oh my gosh, this is going to be great. Other than the Hardcore stuff of course.

Danielle: I'm with you on that. Thankfully my match is not a Hardcore match.

Mariah: Yeah. Thankfully. Guys, I'm going to go to James' office to see if I have a match or not.

Danielle: Good luck, cousin.

Mariah: I'll see you all back home.

I hug Danielle and slap hands with Laurie and Tom before heading down the corrider. I walk for a while before arriving in front of a door that reads "James Baker; PCW General Manager and King of F'n Hardcore". I knock on the door and open it to see James sitting down at his desk, with the feet propped up as it always is. He glances over at me and nods his head. I take my seat in one of the chairs and cross my legs as I greet my cousin in-law with a nod back.

Mariah: Hello James.

James: Mariah. I take it you are in here for milk and cookies?

Mariah: Oh how I wish.

James: I was making a joke.

Mariah: I know. But I'm here for something rather important.

James: I see. And what would that be exactly?

Mariah: I was wondering if I had a match for Anarchy or not?

James: At the moment, no. Do you want one?

Mariah: Yes. I want one and I was wondering if the rest of Team Lethality could work either the show or both the House Shows?

James: I can arrange both. I am planning on booking a Scars of Wrestling Cup match and I think you would fit right in as one of the contestants.

Mariah: Really?

James: Sure. This would be a good way for you to get a chance to make an impact and against some hungry stars wouldn't hurt either.

Mariah: Freaking awesome. What about the rest of the team?

James: House shows definitely. Actual Anarchy show? We'll see. No guarantees yet.

Mariah: Awesome. Thanks a bunch for this opportunity. We won't screw it up.

James: For your sake. I hope not.

I stand up and give James a light hug before leaving the office. After I am gone, I begin celebrating the fact that I am competing on pay-per-view. I head into the locker room area and the scene fades out.

October 2nd, 2012: At my apartment

It's three days later and the scene opens up to my apartment located in San Diego, California. It is light outside so it's not exactly a dark setting inside. I'm sorting out my things. Going through clothes and I even found an old Tiara I had from when I dressed up as Cinderella for Halloween. Oh that was a hell of a year. I hear my phone ring and notice that it's Jenna. I quickly pick up and talk.

Mariah: Hello.

Jenna Martin: Hey there. Hope I'm not interrupting anything.

Mariah: Not at all. What are you up to?

Jenna Martin: Bored. Waiting for the training session to go down.

Mariah: Is this for the Premium Academy or Da Xtreme Academy?

Jenna Martin: Xtreme.

Mariah: I see.

Jenna Martin: And what are you up to though, babe?

Mariah: Searching through some stuff. I'm trying to find my first ever ring gear yet I'm finding other stuff.

Jenna Martin: Like what?

Mariah: I found a Tiara. I found my old prom dress and I found some other things that I think would be kept between you and I.

Jenna Martin: Oh really?

Mariah: Yes really. Some really neat stuff all in these very extensive boxes. I just wish there wasn't so much stuff.

Jenna Martin: Kind of reminds me when I moved out here. I still have some stuff to unpack. You know me, I love my stuff like it's my life.

Mariah: Haha. I noticed. I know you have a lot of things around your house.

Jenna Martin: Yeah. I tend to be a hoarding in this case although not unnecessarily.

Mariah: Well it's fine to have nice things but never overdo it.

Jenna Martin: You're like that spouse that likes to point things out.

Mariah: I do tend to do that. Past relationships are proof of that. We have been dating for almost five months now but you already know that while I do do that. I do it out of love.

Jenna Martin: You definitely do. So are you able to come over today?

Mariah: I'm not one-hundred percent sure. I have some promotional stuff to take care of today and that's going to take a good portion of the day. That, training and I'm going to be sore.

Jenna Martin: I could always take the pressure off and help you relax if you know what I mean.

Mariah: That does sound rather relaxing. It all depends if I can or not, or if you could come over here and do that.

Jenna Martin: I am fine with either arrangement.

Mariah: Then I guess I will see you later tonight.

Jenna Martin: It's a date.

Mariah: Yeah. I have to go do some promotional work. Definitely looking forward to tonight and will see you then.

Jenna Martin: Yay! I love you.

Mariah: I love you more!

Jenna Martin: No I do.

Mariah: No I do. Haha, bye baby.

Jenna Martin: Bye beautiful.

And from there, the phone call ends. I smile and continue to search for stuff. After some time searching, I find the exact outfit I was looking for. I smile, take it off the hanger and head to the bathroom where I take my shower. About forty-five minutes to an hour later, I come out in a black Chanel dress with black stiletto's on. But I feel something is missing from the equation. I stand there and ponder the question until I finally figure it out. I dig into my make up case and take out some blush as well as red lipstick. I powder my face just a tad with the blush. Not overly doing it but just the right amount. I look at the lipstick and smile even more before speaking.

Mariah: This should do the trick.

I open up the lipstick container and apply it to my lips. Once I am done, I kiss the mirror for good luck and smile. I put the stuff back in the case, grab my purse and my keys before proceeding to leave the apartment. I walk down the stairs and eventually get into my car before driving off.  About an hour later, I have touched down in Los Angeles, California at the PCW promotional event. I am standing by the Voice of our PCW broadcasts Desiree Miles, and her fiancée, Kevin Styles. The three of us are talking and sharing a laugh with one another.

Mariah: Oh my god! You can't be serious.

Desiree Miles: I'm dead serious. That creep keeps hitting on me on my Twitter. He forgets I knocked him into next week at their flagship show.

Kevin Styles: I still watch it and it's hilarious. Don't ever mess with my baby.

Mariah: You two are just so damn cute together.

Desiree Miles: Thanks hun. And congratulations on your relationship with Jenna.

Mariah: Thanks. It's been almost five months and I'm very happen.

Desiree Miles: I'm happy you're happy.

Kevin Styles: Same here.

Mariah: So you two. When is the wedding?

Both Kevin and Desiree look at each other, then at me and back at each other before Desiree decides to give an answer.

Desiree Miles: November 14th.

Mariah: Aww. What made you two decide that day?

Desiree Miles: Because on that day. We stated our feelings for each other and became a couple.

Mariah: Aww. That's wonderful. It has deep meaning and it shows your happiness.

I give Desiree and Kevin a huge hug out of happiness because there's is just awesome.

Mariah: Do you need me to get anything special for this wedding?

Kevin Styles: Presents would be nice.

Desiree hits Kevin on the arm.

Kevin Styles: Damn babe. You hit hard.

Desiree Miles: But you like it rough haha. Anyways. I will be sending you and Danielle information on what dresses to wear. Jenna is also more than welcome to attend if she wants.

Mariah: I will definitely talk to her, but I'm soooo excited.

Kevin Styles: Me too. My bachelor days are coming to an end and I couldn't have had a better woman to spend the rest of my life with.

Desiree Miles: I love you Kevin. And I really couldn't have asked for a better man. One who's sweet, kind and treats me right. You are damn sexy naked but the little things is why I fell madly in love with you.

I start crying a little bit and wipe the tears from my eyes.

Mariah: Damn you two. Making my mascara run down my face.

Desiree Miles: Sorry hun. But gah, I love this man and he feels the same. I'M GETTING MARRIED!

Mariah: It's great to hear and you two deserve all the best.

Kevin Styles: Thanks.

Mariah: Now if you guys will excuse me. I have to go get interviewed. Love you both and congrats again.

Desiree Miles: Love you too, sweetie!

I hug Kevin and Desiree again before departing. It's always nice to see happy people and this is no exception. I walk around the center for a bit until a group of fans reach me with their programs. At this point, I have the tears wiped off and I look somewhat normal but some of it is still visible. I look at the fans and smile.

Mariah: Hello all.

One fan gives me a Team Lethality shirt. I look at it and smile because it represents what I am hoping helps me get to another level that is this industry. I am given a sharpie and sign it.

Mariah: Here you go.

Fan #1: Thank you so much!

The fan runs off and is happy. I chuckle a little bit before a little girl that is five years old hands out a big yellow PCW teddy bear, complete with shirt.

Mariah: What's your name?

Little Girl: Mary.

Mariah: Hello Mary. What brings you here?

Mary: I am a huge fan of PCW. I have been watching since I was three years old and I am hoping to get this signed for my Grandma who is a huge fan of yours and is in the hospital.

Mariah: Aww. I'm sorry to hear about your granny. What happened to her?

Mary: Breast cancer.

Mariah (with a sad expression): Dang. This is breast cancer awareness month and I will do something to honor the women that were lost because of this cause. I will make this out to your Grandma. What is her name?

Mary: Judy.

I sign the bear in honor of Mary's grandmother but also give her something else. Free tickets to Anarchy in Toronto, backstage passes as well as signing a picture of when I was the PWW Joshi Champion. Mary looks at me surprised.

Mary: Is this what I think it is?

Mariah: You bet. I want you and your family to enjoy something special and seeing a PCW event is just that. If your Granny can come. That would be super and you guys can meet all the PCW stars and staff members.

Mary: Wow. Thank you sooo much. I can't wait to tell Granny about this. You are incredible.

Mariah: Thank you.

I hug little Mary and even take a picture with her. This is the part of the job that is worth it to me. Putting smiles on people's faces. As Mary and her family are gone, I check my phone to see of any new messages. I get one from James stating my opponents in that Scars of Wrestling Cup match. I nod my head before taking the time to walk around some more and find a place to talk on the phone. I get inside and pull out my phone and call James. It rings a few times before he answers.

James: Why hello there.

Mariah: James, cut the crap. I'm not one of those morons that prank calls.

James: Right, sorry. What is your concern today?

Mariah: None actually. Just I'm very excited for my match. Having these type of opponents is soothing because beating all three of them raises my stock very very high.

James: It's only going to get harder from here on out. You know this.

Mariah: Indeed I do. Since I'm at this event and all. Do I just talk about my opponents there or anywhere else for that matter?

James: That one is up to you. I'm not one to tell you where to say stuff and all that. I'm not a dictator like people say I am.

Mariah: I know. And I have a good idea on where I can speak.

James: Well you better get to it then.

Mariah: Oh I will. Talk to you soon.

James: Indeed. Later.

I hang up the phone and after putting my phone back in my purse. I crack my knuckles and begin walking down the hallway. I reach a room and go inside. From there, the scene fades to black.

The End

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The Scars of Wrestling Cup. A match that has proven to make stars. Case in point. This cup helped Heather Monroe springboard herself into what she is today. And she is a Hall of Famer in this company. Another one is my cousin Danielle who while was gaining recognition prior to even winning it, it helped springboard her into the PCW Broadcast Championship picture and kick started her series of matches against Heather which is what helped her become one of the best in this company today. Even legends have won this event. Kevin Styles. A man who has won numerous titles in our business, is a part of the past winners of this match. And even others greats who have competed but not won. Competitors like Adrien Cochrane and Aurora Rose come to mind. This is the type of match that makes careers and helps it push somebody in the right direction.

And I want that for me.

This is my second televised match in PCW, but like my first one. This is a big deal for me. If I win, I get a free championship match whenever I want. I could cash in the first cup for a Broadcast or Tag Team title shot. If I save them. Two gets me a Platinum title match and three of them get me a potential PCW World Championship match. A lot of possibilities if I do win, but if I don't. I still get the honor of competing in this match and as such with how Adrien is doing in PCW at the moment. I could end up doing bigger things anyways. It's all an unpredictable scenario but I would rather not have it any other way.

Let's get down to business though. Although I haven't been here that long. I know of some of you by watching the tapes. Leon Lonewolf is that first name that comes to mind. He's done about everything there is to do in this company. Former World Heavyweight Champion, Platinum Champion, Broadcast Champion and he even held the Brawl title when it was active. Sans the tag team titles... he has won it all. But as of late. His performances just haven't been up to what is usually associated with him. It could be anything really but ever since losing the title to Yoshiru last year. He hasn't been the same. And this run in PCW is unfortunately the same. I still think Leon has what it takes to be a success because it was not long ago that he was the king of the mountain and nobody can lose their skills in such a short time. But will I get to face the Lonewolf of old or the Lonewolf that got his ass handed to him by Yoshiru Long just a few days ago?

That remains to be seen.

I am hopeful that it is the former. Because I want to face the best this company has to offer. I don't like facing people when they're not at their best. I guess I have that Lopez spirit as they all call it but facing the best just makes one give that much more effort and I want to give that effort and so much more. I am driven to improve with each match and leave a lasting impression on our fan base. I respect what you have done Leon. I really do and I hope you do come to Anarchy with your A game and if you do. Then it just adds another honorable factor into this thing.

Another person I have taken the liberty to watch is Mya Denton. This person is somebody who is associated with a group that's affiliated with that filth group, Toxic. I hate Toxic. Now I am not saying all members of Syn's Disciples are bad people. Far from it and from what I have seen. You have a good head on your shoulders, but in this one. You just happen to represent Team Lethality's enemies. Maybe by mere association but a representation nonetheless. I like what you do in the ring and all and likewise with Lonewolf, I hope you bring all that you have and who knows, we might actually get to show all the fans just how good we really are. Despite being associated with shitty people.

I wish you the best.

Now onto the wildcard of the equation. He goes by the name of Kuk Killswitch. Gathering what I have seen. He likes the Hardcore style of wrestling. Okay, I know people like that in actual life. I'm related to one of those Hardcore wrestling guys. I also read that he's very stiff in the ring, is sort of an a-hole and is a loner. Whatever suits your boat is fine with me. I also know loners and they don't like to talk to many people. Do I like to talk a lot to random people? Not really. I'm not a loner type because I have friends whom I talk to and family members as well as a significant other I care deeply about. Does that make me a bad person?

To me, no.

The only thing in this contest that I truly care about is kicking some ass, making a name for myself and hopefully put myself in position to win this match. If I do all of those things. I will be satisfied. I might be the least experienced in this match and I know I will be in that position for the vast majority of contests I compete in PCW, but that doesn't mean I don't have the heart and determination to get the job done. My skills might not be up to par but dammit. I'm not going to let that defer me from coming out victorious. Mya, Leon and Killswitch. I know you guys want to win and move a step closer towards the championship scene in PCW. That much is obvious, but you three will have to go through me to do that and I will be bringing my A game. I promise you all that. Only thing I have left to say is...

I will see you three at Anarchy.

Fade to black

The scene opens up to an apartment in San Diego, California. A nice day outside and kids are playing on the block. Inside an apartment, I'm standing there at the counter drinking a Dr. Pepper with a straw in it while watching television. Clad in a black PCW t-shirt, black short shorts and old school converse shoes. This day is one that certainly can be described as unproductive, but I have been waiting for a while to see if I can be booked on television or not.

Mariah: When is that damn phone going to ring?

As those words came out of my mouth, my cell phone rings and the caller ID says Danielle. I pick it up, knowing she is my guide towards getting familiar with everything that is wrestling and PCW.

Mariah: Hello!

Danielle: Hey, Mariah! What are you up to?

Mariah: Nothing really. Sitting here and watching television and also waiting for the call for my first PCW televised match.

Danielle: That's nice. A day of relaxation is never a bad thing hun.

Mariah: Not when you're beyond anxious to get that debut match out of the way.

Danielle: True, true but you're a Lopez. We never let it get to us.

Mariah: We really don't. So what's up with you?

Danielle: Running errands. And I was kind of hoping I could come over.

Mariah: Really. Anything important?

Danielle: Yes, but I figured we would hang out in the process. If that's fine with you.

Mariah: That's definitely fine with me. I need somebody to talk to.

Danielle: Great. I'll be over in a bit. See you then.

Mariah: Indeed. Later, cousin.

I hang up the phone and get myself into gear. I start cleaning up the place from the trash as it is a bit on the messy side. Not major so it's not too difficult of a job. I go grab a towel and go into my bathroom to take a shower where I close the door behind me. Fifteen minutes later, I come out in a black tube top, black booty shorts, black wrestling boots with kneepads and black wristbands on both of my wrists and my hair is straightened. I also have a duffle bag in her possession. As I get to the living room, a knock on the door occurs. I open it up... and it's my cousin Danielle Lopez who's at the door.

Danielle: Missed me?

Danielle and I hug before letting go.

Danielle: I see you're ready for what's about to happen, aren't you?

Mariah: Have to stay in shape.

Danielle: Good because I'm going to be training you today in preparation for your debut match on Rapture.

Mariah: OMG! I'm booked?

Danielle: You know it. I seen you on the card and you're facing somebody I know all too well. Unfortunately I don't have the Broadcast Championship anymore thanks in large part to our former friends J.T. and Alexis, but I will be at the show just to scope things out. And maybe mix it up with those two morons and the rest of their little friends.

Mariah (a smile forms on my face): So does that mean you're in?

Danielle: Well duh. If my promo against them at Wrestle Extravaganza II wasn't enough, screwing me out of the Broadcast Championship certainly got my attention. And why not do so? I mean, I hate Toxic, J.T. is a douchebag, Alexis is somebody I need to beat some respect out of and it would be nice to fight alongside Generation Next and Talia once more.

Mariah: And we also get to be teammates.

Danielle: Two Lopez's are better than one. And this case is one of those times.

Mariah: You got that right.

Danielle: So shall we go?

Mariah: I'm ready. Let's do this

Danielle: Great. After you, cousin.

And just like that, we head off to go somewhere. Well not just anywhere, we're going to her house which has a personal ring set up there among other things. I'm kind of excited but afraid at the same time. Especially if I have to get in that ring with Danielle. Let's just say she not only will make me work, but she definitely lives up to that Lethal Latina moniker and is in my opinion, the best wrestler in the world. We head to the parking lot, get in her car and we finally go.

Sometime later, we are at our destination. Just wow. I have been here many times before but I am always in awe of it. A mansion sized home, many bedrooms, an elevator, a pesonal gym and a large pool area among other things, and I live in a two bedroom apartment, barely making enough to pay rent and the bills. With what Danielle lives in and how good she is, it just motivates me to be just like her. We walk around the home and greet the kiddos before going into the gym. I get into the personalized ring but Danielle stays on the outside for a bit and speaks.

Danielle: I have to change into my ring gear. I'll be back.

Danielle goes to the bathroom area in this awesome looking gym. Not even ten minutes later, she comes back in pink and black tights, a pink and black top and black boots with the kickpads above the boots. She gets in the ring and Jenna Martin is already there with us. Danielle looks at me with that intense focused look she gives to everybody she faces.

Danielle: Are you ready, cousin?

Mariah: I am. I say let's get it on.

Danielle: Just so you know... I'm not going easy. I'm going to make you work very very hard in that ring.

Mariah: I know. I expect nothing else.

Danielle: Okay. Jenna, you know what to do.

Jenna nods her head and rings the bell. We circle around the ring, and Danielle begins kicking me in the left leg. It hurts like hell, but I kick her back in hers. I start chopping at her chest and get her in a side headlock before taking her down with a snapmare. However, Danielle gets back up and hits me with an arm drag. We both get back up and stare at one another.

Danielle: Not bad, not bad. Good first step.

Mariah: Thank you.

Danielle: Don't thank me. Just doing what you are doing is enough right now.

We lock up in a collar and elbow and I get Danielle in a hammerlock. She grabs me by the head and tries for another snapmare but I land on my feet. I grab Danielle and hit her with a jawbreaker. I spring myself off the ropes and hit her with a clothesline before dropping a leg across her throat. I get her up and hit her with a neckbreaker before hooking the leg!

1...2...Kickout!

Jenna Martin: Two!

Mariah: Alright. Danielle, are you okay?

Danielle: I'm fine, I'm fine. I can take as much as I can dish out.

I drag Danielle back to the ring and lock her in a triangle choke of sorts. She struggles to get out but she powers out and slams me down with an electric chair drop. She covers me now as Jenna counts!

1...2...Kickout!

Jenna Martin: Two!

Danielle: Okay!

Danielle gets back up and drags me up with her. She hits me with vicious kick after vicious kick before whipping me into the ropes, and I crash back first into the turnbuckle. She runs in and hits me with a clothesline before whipping me to the otherside. She comes in but I duck and she goes body first into the turnbuckle. I hit a knee lift to her in the corner and then hit a bulldog. I make another conver!

1...2...Kickout!

Jenna Martin: Another kickout!

Mariah: Damn, she's tough.

I get up and wait for Danielle to do the same. As she gets up, I hit her with a jawbreaker, and another one before dropping her with a Crane kick to the head. I see the top rope and begin to climb it. I get to the top rope and look down at my dear cousin before I dive off for her signature Wonder Woman move I adopted from her... but I freaking miss by a mile. I hold my ribs in pain as Danielle is just getting up. I get back up and turn towards her... but I shouldn't have as I get hit with her Roundhouse kick she calls Potential Brain Damage. I fall to the mat and she makes the cover!

1...2...3!

Jenna Martin: Match over!

Both Danielle and I are hurting. We look at Jenna and then to each other and nod.

Danielle: You did well today. Very proud. I must say you have what it takes to keep up with Heather, but from personal experience - she's certainly not easy to combat.

Mariah: Thanks! Just hope one of these days, I can beat you in these sessions.

Danielle: Hee-hee! You might just do that. But with time and patience, cousin. Time and patience is everything.

Mariah: Good point.

Danielle: Well, I'm going to go back into the house and take a shower and check to see if everything is fine, even though James is home.

Mariah: Haha. James is a riot. Tell him I said hi again and that I'm glad to be on the PCW roster.

Danielle: Will do.

Danielle takes the bag that her normal clothes were in and leaves the gym area. Leaving Jenna and I alone. Once Danielle is out of the area, we both look at each other and smile.

Mariah: So hun, what did you think of my performance?

Jenna Martin: Very good. You have gotten a ton better since PWW. I remember our match in the PWW Joshi Tournament and that was one of the best matches I ever competed in.

Mariah: Thanks. You really think my mini match with Danielle was better?

Jenna Martin: Sure do. With more time and if it was at a live event... it would have been match of the night.

Mariah: Thank you baby. This is also what I need to boost my confidence level. I'm just sooo nervous that sometimes, I really shake. I just don't know...

As I was kind of panicking, Jenna and I suddenly share a kiss on the lips. A rather passionate one that lasted about thirty seconds. We let go and I am actually calmed down because of that kiss.

Jenna Martin: Baby. Just don't overthink things like you usually do. Like you, I have the same amount of experience and I do get nervous too, but you are in a very good spot and you can't let your emotions get the better of you. You know?

Mariah: I do. I just need to stay focused, and everything will fall into place.

Jenna Martin: Exactly right. You have everything to succeed. You're talented in the ring, and you're beautiful. You know what the hell you're doing.

I smile at Jenna, lean in and kiss her passionately before letting go and smile again.

Mariah: What you just said is a big reason why I love you so much. Somehow, someway, you make me feel damn good about myself. I'm really proud to have you as my girlfriend.

Jenna Martin: I feel the same way you do. These last three months have been extra special to me and you are the best partner I have ever been with. You are everything I want in a woman.

Mariah: Aww. I feel the same way about you baby. I love you.

Jenna Martin: I love you too.

Jenna and I stare lovingly at one another. A good type of tension is between us as we wrap our arms around each other.

Mariah: I am unbelievable sweaty. I need a shower. Do you want to come with?

Jenna Martin: Of course. That's a question that will always be answered with a yes.

Jenna and I walk together towards the bathroom area which has a shower. As we go inside, the scene suddenly fades out.

The End

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I haven't been signed with PCW all that long although I must say, it is everything Danielle has said to me and much more. I didn't think there would be a lot of crazies signed on, but I am very happy to be a part of something great and phenomenal. My time here has been wonderful to say the least. Some very good personalities in the back. I do have some of Danielle's friends watching out for me and I am very grateful for them helping me out. Sure you have the occasional uneducated moron or two who more or less are full or garbage and don't know a damn thing about nothing.

But I am very happy here.

And my first PCW televised match. Oh yes, it is going to be a HUGE test for me. I'm facing Heather Monroe on Saturday Night Rapture. That to me is a big match. And everybody else is thinking the same. I might be a rookie but I am not coming into this match not knowing who she is. I very much know her. I have watched what she has done in this industry. The accolades speaks for itself. Two time Broadcast Champion, three Scars of Wrestling Cup wins, a member of the prestigious PCW Hall of Fame, and more often than not. She wins her matches. She's faced the best that have stepped foot in this company. She's phenomenal in every sense of the world and facing her.

Is an honor.

And when I say that. I mean it one-hundred percent. I expect to face the best and I'm getting that here. You alongside Talia and Danielle are the three original PCW women. You three helped pave the way for me to get here and I cannot express enough gratitude for raising the standard of what a woman is in Premium Championship Wrestling. I am hoping one day, I can reach that standard and even raise it higher because this company is already on a standard of it's own and I know the sky is the limit when it comes to what I can do.

I'm coming into this match looking to prove where I stand and how I can go toe to toe with the best this company has to offer. Like I said earlier, I'm not the typical rookie who is coming into our match without knowing a thing about her opponent. And if I'm correct on my own assumptions, you know quite a bit about me already. Maybe not directly, but you have faced my cousin four times during PCW's first run. Three of them being contested for the Broadcast Championship and one being a tag team match. But here is the thing. I might have been taught by Danielle and yes, we are similar to how we operate both in and out of the ring...

But we are different.

Which some things are rather evident. One, I am not heterosexual. Two, I prefer the Joshi style of professional wrestling over martial-arts. Last but not least, I love utilizing submissions. Making a person tap out is extremely gratifying and I have done it before prior to entering this company. Basically what I'm saying Heather, is that while you know my style in that ring and I remember yours from extensively studying the tapes - I'm going to be a completely different task to go up against than what you experienced when facing Danielle. To be honest...

I hope you're ready.

Because this match is of extreme importance to both of us. I have something to prove and if I can beat you, no question will I belong. If you beat me, you get momentum and gain another step closer towards your shot at the top of the mountain. Our paths are different but we want the same objective this match up brings. I'm going to go all out and I know you are going to do the same. You are the type that does not half-ass it and I respect that. But I also am not one to go halfway. This is going to be our time and our setting to leave a lasting impression on the fans and I get to do that facing you. I wish you nothing but the best and let's tear the house down.

I will see you on Rapture, Heather.

Fade to black