Post by Claire Hawkins on Jun 9, 2019 15:59:25 GMT -5
The scene fades in to reveal what had become commonplace had been replaced. Underneath the lone source of illumination, there wasn't the archaic oaken table nor the strange decorations that had been adorned upon it over the last month. Instead, standing underneath that barrier of light was the Action Wrestling Television Champion. Clothed in the original green variant of her in-ring gear, The Witch stood like an immovable golem that had been tasked with guarding an unequivocally sacred place. As evidenced by Action Wrestling Television Championship firmly wrapped around her waist and its UCI equivalent hanging from her right hand, the match against Harry Diderot had ended with her victory. Albeit a bitter one.
"Why me?"
With a surprising amount of vitriol in her voice, Claire spoke the two words that had been the centerpiece of her near two months of abuse at the hands of her opponent at Evolution II; Deam Daddy Wesley.
"Are you happy now Wes?
Happy that you FINALLY get to hear me utter the words that you have so drastically strived to force upon me? The words that have become the CORE of your existence?
Those words that plague your broken soul so?"
Allowing her questions to linger in the minds of the viewer without an answer, she ran her left hand through her hair as a sigh filled with exasperation escaped her.
"Of course not.
For the last few months, we have seen you transform from a man just trying to live his dream into a wretch wholly consumed by an unhealthy obsession. An obsession that has literally driven the things most precious away; your family. Now, what can possibly cause an innocent dreamer like you to become such a wholly spineless shill of a man?
The answer to this query?
Me."
Reaching back with her left hand, Claire unfastened the Action Wrestling Television Championship from around her waist and held it up in allowance of a clear and unhindered view of the championship that she so proudly bore on a weekly basis.
"It has NEVER been about THIS."
With a furious shake of the Television Championship to emphasize her point
"Nor has it EVER been about fulfilling your constantly changing dream. It's been about me and how you cannot stand the fact that I have been doing what you should have; what you dreamt of. While you were living off of a comfortable salary of HOTDOGS and HANDSHAKES I was busting my ass to EARN the slimmest of chances to become part of this roster! While you were fulfilling an important role of instructing greenhorns I was competing against people that far surpassed me just so I could PROVE that I belonged! While you were busy wallowing in the mires of self-pity and hopelessness I was busy proving that there wasn't anybody that could extinguish the hellfire of pride that burns within me!
While you were walking through the front door unhindered for your so-called invasion I was showing people who I am."
Raising the UCI Television Championship that she held in her right hand so that it was level with its counterpart in her left, Claire's crimson eyes seemed to glow with an eternal flame of intensity; a sharp contrast to the cold and emotionless mash she wore upon her porcelain face.
"I am UNRELENTING.
I am UNFORGIVING.
I am ACTION WRESTLING."
With a declaration that many may take issue with, the Action Wrestling Television Champion slowly lowered both of the Television Championships.
"I would ask who you are, but the reality is I have already seen you for what you are; an unscrupulous cur unable to face his insecurities or take responsibility for his self-hindering shortcomings.
It was TORTURE'S fault that you weren't good enough for the long haul. That you were sent down to developmental to train.
It is MY fault for living your dream.
It was THEIR fault for destroying your marriage.
None of it was YOUR fault.
How woefully typical of you, Denial Daddy."
Allowing the vitriol in her voice linger, Claire raised the Action Wrestling Television Championship once more.
"Unfortunately, Wesley, you will have to face the reality that everything has been YOUR fault. Cause, at Evolution, you will be stepping into the ring with ME; the person that has seen through you since day one. Every post-match ambush, every uttered and desperate falsehood, every moment of your insufferable delusion ends once you are standing in the ring with me.
It will be the FIRST time.
It will be the LAST time.
It will be the WORST time.
Why?
Cause Unlike you, I am solely focused on being the absolute BEST Television Champion that I can be. I am FOCUSED on being the best week in and week out. I am FOCUSED on utterly defeating ANY challenger put before me.
I am FOCUSED on achieving my DREAM of VICTORY on the grandest of stages.
Prepare yourself, Wesley, because I am FOCUSED on ENDING your OBSESSION.
ENDING your DREAM.
ENDING any DOUBT.
Quoth the Witch Forevermore!"
With her face twisting into a vicious snarl, the all too familiar Banshee's shrill escaped the mortal cage of the Action Wrestling Television Champion! With the final image of Action Wrestling's resident Witch staring in the camera with a snarl upon her face and determination in her crimson eyes the camera faded to black to end the video.
Except it wasn't.
After a few seconds of nothingness, the lone light snapped back on to reveal a lone raven standing on top of the Action Wrestling and UCI Television Championships. After a few seconds of watching the Raven hop around, the bird looked into the camera and spoke in a voice eerily similar to Dream Daddy Wesley.
"Why me?
It's about me.
Why me?
It's about me.
Why me?"
WIth the Raven repeating those two phrases over and over, the camera slowly fades to black once more. Only this time the video truly reaches it's intended end. At the end, who will win?
"Why me?"
With a surprising amount of vitriol in her voice, Claire spoke the two words that had been the centerpiece of her near two months of abuse at the hands of her opponent at Evolution II; Deam Daddy Wesley.
"Are you happy now Wes?
Happy that you FINALLY get to hear me utter the words that you have so drastically strived to force upon me? The words that have become the CORE of your existence?
Those words that plague your broken soul so?"
Allowing her questions to linger in the minds of the viewer without an answer, she ran her left hand through her hair as a sigh filled with exasperation escaped her.
"Of course not.
For the last few months, we have seen you transform from a man just trying to live his dream into a wretch wholly consumed by an unhealthy obsession. An obsession that has literally driven the things most precious away; your family. Now, what can possibly cause an innocent dreamer like you to become such a wholly spineless shill of a man?
The answer to this query?
Me."
Reaching back with her left hand, Claire unfastened the Action Wrestling Television Championship from around her waist and held it up in allowance of a clear and unhindered view of the championship that she so proudly bore on a weekly basis.
"It has NEVER been about THIS."
With a furious shake of the Television Championship to emphasize her point
"Nor has it EVER been about fulfilling your constantly changing dream. It's been about me and how you cannot stand the fact that I have been doing what you should have; what you dreamt of. While you were living off of a comfortable salary of HOTDOGS and HANDSHAKES I was busting my ass to EARN the slimmest of chances to become part of this roster! While you were fulfilling an important role of instructing greenhorns I was competing against people that far surpassed me just so I could PROVE that I belonged! While you were busy wallowing in the mires of self-pity and hopelessness I was busy proving that there wasn't anybody that could extinguish the hellfire of pride that burns within me!
While you were walking through the front door unhindered for your so-called invasion I was showing people who I am."
Raising the UCI Television Championship that she held in her right hand so that it was level with its counterpart in her left, Claire's crimson eyes seemed to glow with an eternal flame of intensity; a sharp contrast to the cold and emotionless mash she wore upon her porcelain face.
"I am UNRELENTING.
I am UNFORGIVING.
I am ACTION WRESTLING."
With a declaration that many may take issue with, the Action Wrestling Television Champion slowly lowered both of the Television Championships.
"I would ask who you are, but the reality is I have already seen you for what you are; an unscrupulous cur unable to face his insecurities or take responsibility for his self-hindering shortcomings.
It was TORTURE'S fault that you weren't good enough for the long haul. That you were sent down to developmental to train.
It is MY fault for living your dream.
It was THEIR fault for destroying your marriage.
None of it was YOUR fault.
How woefully typical of you, Denial Daddy."
Allowing the vitriol in her voice linger, Claire raised the Action Wrestling Television Championship once more.
"Unfortunately, Wesley, you will have to face the reality that everything has been YOUR fault. Cause, at Evolution, you will be stepping into the ring with ME; the person that has seen through you since day one. Every post-match ambush, every uttered and desperate falsehood, every moment of your insufferable delusion ends once you are standing in the ring with me.
It will be the FIRST time.
It will be the LAST time.
It will be the WORST time.
Why?
Cause Unlike you, I am solely focused on being the absolute BEST Television Champion that I can be. I am FOCUSED on being the best week in and week out. I am FOCUSED on utterly defeating ANY challenger put before me.
I am FOCUSED on achieving my DREAM of VICTORY on the grandest of stages.
Prepare yourself, Wesley, because I am FOCUSED on ENDING your OBSESSION.
ENDING your DREAM.
ENDING any DOUBT.
Quoth the Witch Forevermore!"
With her face twisting into a vicious snarl, the all too familiar Banshee's shrill escaped the mortal cage of the Action Wrestling Television Champion! With the final image of Action Wrestling's resident Witch staring in the camera with a snarl upon her face and determination in her crimson eyes the camera faded to black to end the video.
Except it wasn't.
After a few seconds of nothingness, the lone light snapped back on to reveal a lone raven standing on top of the Action Wrestling and UCI Television Championships. After a few seconds of watching the Raven hop around, the bird looked into the camera and spoke in a voice eerily similar to Dream Daddy Wesley.
"Why me?
It's about me.
Why me?
It's about me.
Why me?"
WIth the Raven repeating those two phrases over and over, the camera slowly fades to black once more. Only this time the video truly reaches it's intended end. At the end, who will win?