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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