Alice has fled the warehouse on foot, having just escaped the clutches of El Culebrón and Jenna Bauer. The arrival of the mysterious man had scared off MS-13, who had accompanied Alice on the failed attempt to apprehend Jenna.
She slowly walks with purpose down an old, derelict road. The cold Mississippi evening is unforgiving on Alice’s slight frame; having been unprepared for a long walk, she walks cross-armed in an attempt to maintain her body temperature. Without a mobile phone, she hopes that Adrian may eventually circle back for her.
She grimaces, then rubs her stomach. Jenna’s knee strike into her abdomen had done more damage than she had initially thought. She gazes down the road, barely a light in sight, no sign of any traffic, how the hell was she going to get out of this mess.
What the fuck just happened? How the hell did that go so wrong…
Who is El Culebrón? Nothing fazes Adrián normally, yet he fled the scene without hesitation. He left me… HE FUCKING LEFT ME!
Why do men keep bloody leaving me…
One year ago, Quixote left me on the side of a mountain, injured, scared and alone. His treachery started this whole damn thing. I was one of the hottest things going in Action Wrestling, my winning record was impressive, I’d taken Wesley to the limit for the US Title, and I was being tipped as an outsider for Havoc. But then the injury happened. I appreciate it wasn’t Quixote’s fault that I got injured - I can thank Teijin and his metal bat for that. But leaving me on the side of the mountain, without my crutches, exacerbated the injury. It robbed me of my opportunity and caused long term damage to my knee as I was forced to claw my way down that mountainside.
Everything that is happening to you now Quixote…
...your captivity…
...your dead ex…
...the long term harm being inflicted on your daughter…
...and what I will do to that slut, Jenna…
...YOU DESERVE EVERY BIT OF IT!!!
And you Jenna, who the hell do you think you are messing around with my business... my revenge! Don’t you remember, it was Quixote who cheated on you… EMBARRASSED YOU!... on national TV. He is a low life piece-of-shit, yet you fly over him like flies on shit, so I guess you were made for each other!
You are in way over your head it’s unbelievable. Do you think you can play private eye against me? against MS-13? Do you know who and what you’re dealing with? MS-13 is no laughing stock. I have an army at my fingertip. With one snap of my fingers, whatever is left of your family can be wiped out in one swoop. The diner incident was just a taster menu for what we are capable of.
Maybe you should be thanking me for eliminating the ex for you.
And you know who I’m married to yeah?… JAMES NIGHTINGALE!
My darling husband is going to crush Howard Black’s dreams at Havoc, then he’s going to march through the Havoc match itself. He’ll eliminate the rest of the competition and claim what is rightfully his, the number one contendership for the World Title.
But despite all of this, he still has my back, he will be by my side as I destroy your pathetic life!
I had no ambition to be in Havoc this year, my plate was already full with other business dealings. But maybe I should thank El Culebrón for forcing my hand when he inserted both of us into this match, it gives me another opportunity to wreck your life.
I don’t care about the rest of the field, that is James’s playground, my only goal is to throw your sorry, worthless ass out of the ring and watch you wallow further in your self-pity as your life continues to crumble around you.
Alice notices a set of bright lights approaching her from ahead. She squints for a second; she raises her left hand above her brow as her eyes adjust to the brightness. After a moment, once the vehicle draws nearer, she recognises the vehicle to be Adrián’s SUV.
Well, it looks like my ride's here. Your best hope for Havoc Jenna would have been if I had died out here on these disgusting, redneck backroads.
El Culebrón, I don’t know who you are, or what your connection is with Jenna, but tread very lightly. A war against The Hard as Fuck Girl is a war against MS-13, Lost Breed and The Angel of Death…
Quixote, I hope you rot in hell you piece of shit…
...and Jenna, I hate your guts…
... and you’re a FUCKING SLUT!!!
The SUV pulls up next to Alice. She opens the door and immediately begins berating Adrián as she enters, slamming the door behind her. She can be heard screaming inside the vehicle as it turns around and drives off into the Mississippi night.