✖Blowing the Barricade✖ vs Artemis Kaiser pt III
Nov 26, 2014 21:27:25 GMT
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Post by Shawna Martinez on Nov 26, 2014 21:27:25 GMT
✖OUT OF CHARACTER✖ AND HERE IS THE LAST! IT WAS A HONOR PEYTON! Ps. I am sorry this turned out way longer than expected
✖NEXT MATCH✖ 30 Minute Ironwoman Match for the RWD Women's Championship Match vs Artemis Kaiser
✖Good Morning. Yeah Artemis, that one goes out to you. Finally. It took quite a while but now it seems like the audience gets exactly what they deserve and have been waiting for. The real Artemis Kaiser. The fighter. The one that wants to leave a mark. Awesome. For the past months it was hard to say that, like she did admit herself. Becoming lazy. Becoming too comfortable. A little something that Shawna had been pointing out week after week. How did she know that so well? Well. Once upon a time she was exactly like that. Letting the fame go to her head, causing her to make some stupid mistakes. It happens. We are all human beings in the end, which means we fuck up. But when you facing someone like Shawna Martinez you do not get a second chance. Failing is not an option. So no matter what happens at From the Ashes, this was the Main Event people were looking for. A showdown between two females that had been under each others skin for such a long time. There could be only one winner. Funny enough that both thought it was their hand being raised by the referee. One wanted it. One needed it. Who was who? Tough Question. One thing Artemis was right about though, this was not about Titles. It was not about becoming the face of the company. It was about something so much more important, Justice. Both had a different view when it came to that, but it was more than just a word. Pride was another important thing to those young ladies, sometimes it was the issue even. So now that they exchanged the usual threats and speeches, what was left? Who would have the last laugh? Correction, would anyone laugh in the end? Whoever thought that this match wasn't personal, had not been paying attention. They both had a Game plan, cause this was the way they worked. Being clever. Being on top of what they did. But in the end no plans or wishful thoughts would make you win a match. ''Never interrupt your enemy when she/he is making a mistake.'' Napoleon Bonaparte✖
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Wow. There it was again, the fire of her opponent. The want to win this battle, to make it happen. She did welcome that, more than Artemis probably had figured out by now. Action leads to reAction, right? So with everything that Shawna had said, she wanted exactly that. To tickle it out of Arty. To make sure that her Nemesis was going with her right to the finish line. There was no chance that this would be anything but epic. They both had too much on the line to not give their best shot. And now that Artemis had finally realized that too, it was an awesome feeling. Shawna felt like screaming, not out of anger. It was excitement. No matter what stone was thrown in front of her, she had reached the destination she had been aiming for. Was it time to do a big Thank you speech? Maybe. The first name would always be Frank Washington. The man that believed in her, when the world had forgotten the legacy she was creating. For building her up, when the only way was down. My light. My life. My love. And who else was there, Drew Stevenson. A veteran. A workhorse. And yeah, the man she would call her brother. Someone she would go through the fire for, for just being the one that would listen. Many nights, when she had given up. And there was someone else, unexpected maybe. Travis Rech. For what? Being the complete fuck up that you are. It motivates those that really love the business. It is not a job, it is a way of living. And last but not least, Artemis Kaiser. The one and only. The person that slaughtered my ego, only to make me come back stronger than ever. To all of those the Win at From the Ashes it dedicated. More or less. Ps. Arty I know you hate bunnies, me too.
✖Burning Hearts✖
LOCATION: Kansas City, Missouri
CAMERA STATUS: ON/OFF Camera
You can not have it all. That is what the try to teach you, at least when you are young. Parents say it. Teaches say it. Society says it. Bullshit. It is possible to reach every goal, if you are willing to work hard enough. Or if you have some Vitamin C. Either way, there was nothing like impossible. At least not for Shawna Martinez. The Mob girl. Not a name she would have chosen for herself, but then again it was fitting. Artemis was doing everything right in her career, mostly everything. There was one thing that brought her down, not seeing the true colors of Shawna. Thinking of her less than she should, treating her like a broken furniture. No regrets my love. Worse things have happened. It is time. I know she would answer. To whom? The voice in the back of her mind that kept telling her exactly that. She had been arriving at the arena hours ago, being all alone there. It was some sort of a ritual, one she had been following a thousand times by now. Frank would allow her that private moment, hitting the gym another time. When the Management of the arena opened the doors for her, it was like entering a different reality. Her own universe. Shawna would close her eyes, soaking in the smell. That was home.
Unknown: ''I knew you would be here... .''
When she slowly turned around, the view was causing her knees to become weak. No way in hell. Not even ten inches away from her, stood a group of females. Not just any females, friends. Shannon Summers. The Insane Hardcore Bitch. Her best friend and mentor. Right next to her, Shania Rampage. The Owner of Steele Bones Wrestling. Right behind them none other than Denise Marshall, the cousin of Frank. In a chit chat with Michelle LeFlocke. Her girls. The reaction on her face was either really dumb or priceless. Maybe both.
Shawna Martinez: ''What in the bloody hell... .''
Shannon Summers: ''We are happy to see you too. Mountain.''
Shania Rampage: ''Nah not Mountain. I think she looks like a hill... .''
Denise Marshall: ''Mound''
Michelle LeFlocke: ''Knoll... maybe.''
Shawna couldn't help but roll her eyes, this was so unreal. The last time all of them stood inside a wrestling arena, felt like it happened in another life. Maybe it was back when Michelle had her run in GWC. It was a surprise, a welcome one to say the very least. So after they hugged each other and walked a few steps, Shawna would remember why she was here in the first place. Work. It was nice to see the girls, more so knowing that they would sit front row. But this probably was the biggest challenge in her life, so there was no time for slowing down.
Shawna Martinez: ''Don't get me wrong folks, but what you doing here? I got another promo to shoot... .''
Shannon Summers: ''We know that, that is why we are here. And now mouth your huge ass to the ring.- we got a little something set up for you. Hush.''
Always the general, never just a soldier. Thank you Summers. As she took the lead, the giggling and babbling behind her back had started again. Typical. They never changed, thank god.
✖Blowing the Barricade✖
LOCATION: Kansas City, Missouri
CAMERA STATUS: ON/OFF Camera
It was no lie. They had prepared the ring for her, getting a camera team even. Knowing the way this girls did business, she did not even wanna ask. Each of them would take a seat on one of the turnbuckles, looking at her. What? She felt tempted to ask exactly that, but it was obvious. They were here to support her, but also as some sort of challenge. Shawna did not have a problem cutting a promo live in front of thousands of people.- but this were her friends. Her family. Making her realize how much this did matter. With the camera guy giving her a thumps up, she was ready. Somehow. Like always her eyes would wander over the empty seats, painting a mental picture of what it would look like in a few hours. Breathtaking. Seeing the impatient look of her mentor, time was fading fast.
Shawna Martinez: ''The feeling that runs through my body whenever i enter a wrestling ring, is really hard to put in words. It is like no word is fitting. No word can ever be big enough. You either made for this, or you can not understand it. Wrestlers are a different brand of people. Like i could never do an office job, not even if it meant never breaking a damn bone again. And that is one of the things that Artemis and me share, have in common even. We love to fight. Not cause we must or couldn't do something else.- it is not that. We were born for that, right?''
As if she was expecting some sort of answer to that, her eyes did wander to her friends. They looked comfortable, it was their type of living too.
Shawna Martinez: ''While i am not quite sure about my opponent, I can say one thing for sure. This is what i want. What I always wanted to do with my life, no other way possible. Maybe you people can not see it now, but there is a higher plan in all of this. This feud with Miss Kaiser was not always pretty, not playing for my favor either. But it was necessary to be that way, to make us reach this point. All the pain and sweat, it was worth it. For me. To become the person I am today, standing here expecting the best and worst tonight. The chance is always there, I could lose. Letting everyone down, mostly myself. But I did not find a single fortune telling cookie that read something like that. Artemis said it, she is a born fighter. And for that my dear, I applaud you.''
Said and done. She was standing there with the camera filming while she did clap her hands together. Not viewable were the faces of her friends, who did agree more or less. Probably less.
Shawna Martinez: ''I do respect your skills, I always did.- which is a little thing you did oversee. The talent you are given is something that should not be wasted, it would be coming close to a crime. But do you ever look at me for real? Not my body size or my facial expression, but the real me. If so, what is it that you see? Someone that will give you an easy run for that title? Someone that is stepping in this ring to lose? Didn't think so Artemis. You know better than that. Sure you wanna kick in my teeth, end this war the way you pictured. I tried to see it your way. In my head all the different endings played out, from pleasure to pain. It was eating me alive, I gotta admit that. What would everyone think if i lost to you, again... .''
She was interrupted by a coughing noise, without looking she knew it came from Shannon. It was her usual way of reacting to bullshit, fine. She was here to hear the truth, to get it out of her.
Shawna Martinez: ''For the longest people did wonder what there is still left of Shawna Martinez, if the injury did change me. Sure. How could something like that left you untouched,. Like you sit home and heal and then come back the same you always have been, nonsense. You got simply two options, come back and be better than ever. Or stay home. When i decided to come back against the will of my doctors, I made a life changing decision. All this time I only had one thing on my mind, breaking you. Not your neck. Not your arms and legs. No. You. When we both entered rWd you were my first goal, but the odds seemed highly against me. Management didn't wanna allow it, the fans wanted to see it so badly. You see my problem? So i did what was expected of me, at least parts of it. I waited. I worked my way back up. And here we are. Together. Two sides of the same magic, but all too different.''
Do i speak like Shannon now? She cut herself a break, wondering if her mentor was just thinking the same. The satisfied grin on the brunettes face was telling it all. This was the way to go.
Shawna Martinez: ''I will never think of you as an unworthy opponent, hell you are some sort of a strange breed. Which is a good thing. I am by no means a betting person, otherwise i would bite myself in the ass now. Cause the outcome of our match is somewhere in the dark, we both know that. But I wouldn't be myself if i went in there, thinking I lose. I am a winner. And i have been spoiled in my career, destroying people back and forth. So do not get me wrong and by no means be upset about it, but i have no desire changing this. And now to showcase I have been paying attention to your work, let me channel something in my head. Submission. Oh my. What a fun subject you picked to be the main thing of your speech, let me see what I can find about that... anyone wanna help?''
Denise Marshall: ''Figure Four... .''
Michelle LeFlocke: ''Crossface... .''
Shania Rampage: ''Sharpshooter... .''
Shannon Summers: ''MOB Business... .''
Shawna was not quite sure how to react to this, so she simply shrugged her shoulders. They probably have seen a thousand of her matches, knowing what she was capable of. And yeah, they had a thing for pain. Period. She would wink at them before going on speaking.
Shawna Martinez: ''I am kinda disappointed though Artemis. Why you ask? Cause you try to lecture me about Submission, that is not kind of you. I have been doing this sport since what, ten or eleven years. I have been in more holds than one can break, i have tapped before. But I can assure you of that, I have made just as many people tap out. For example to the MOB Business. A submission hold so body wrecking that people have been scared of me locking it. I even have been banned using that move once before. Why? Cause i would refuse to break it after the match. I have ended careers love, not only tried to. I have sent people home, realizing that this is not the business for them. So what? You are well trained. You got all the skills possible. You wanna knock my teeth out. Thank god I have a good dentist.''
Another short break. The party of five would let out a few small laughters, well all apart from Shannon. But then again she was not know for much humor, really. The girl was business, through and through. The look that covered her face now, was making Shawna get back to the subject. Making her feel like a little girl. Again.
Shawna Martinez: ''You know Artemis I got more scars covering my body than fingers on my hand. Let's see. All good. I still got ten, which is all that matters. Do not get me wrong, I have said it a thousand times.- but I do not get tired of saying it. You are the next generation. You are the future that this business was longing for. But and that is a huge BUT, the present is not over yet. I am maybe the past one day, but not now. I have still enough to give. Enough to prove to myself. Not the world. Not you. Not Frank. He knows better than anyone what I am capable of, after all he is my trainings partner. He is the one that gives me ideas for new moves. Like that vicious stomp to the back of your head. If done right, you are knocked out for good. Which means I have been either going too soft on you, or you really have that much of a hard head. Stubborn you are. I figured this much. But guess what... I am too.''
All four friends would finally get off the turnbuckle, surrounding Shawna in a rather flock like way. It was a symbol for old and new getting together. You had four veterans and a rookie with Denise Marshall. A new day dawn. It was Shannon that now spoke, in her typical graveyard voice. Causing Shawna to open her eyes just a little more.
Shannon Summers: ''Ten years ago a girl from Italy stood at the entrance door of Steele Bones Wrestling. Cocky. Muscular. And all green. But I saw something. Something that Shawna now sees in Artemis. Potential. Fire. And that will to never give up. But just like many times before, there can always be just one Queen. You can be princess. You can be the Queen Mother. But at the end of this night, Shawna Martinez will once again rule with a hard hand.''
Shawna Martinez: ''Okay enough of this praising, or I will grow another few inches. Thing is we can talk all night. We can create theories about who has the better cards. Once the bell rings, none of this will matter. I want to win. You want to win. Tricky situation, wouldn't you think so? So let me close with this, may the better woman win. Isn't that a nice thing to say.''
Shania Rampage: ''Nope.''
Shawna Martinez: ''What?!''
Shania Rampage: ''What is the motto of Steele Bones... .''
Shawna Martinez: ''Failure is not an option. Nox Invictus.''
Shania Rampage: ''Exactly.''
A knowing smile came to the face of Shawna, in a slow manner she would nod her head. It was the truth and nothing but the truth. The world would never be the same after tonight. It would burn down to the ground. Only to be rebuild by those that survive. After a vision not even god could have imagined. The scene would close with all five ladies standing inside the ring, in an empty arena. A single spot now falling onto Shawna. Hic est finis.
The Impassable™
Wow. There it was again, the fire of her opponent. The want to win this battle, to make it happen. She did welcome that, more than Artemis probably had figured out by now. Action leads to reAction, right? So with everything that Shawna had said, she wanted exactly that. To tickle it out of Arty. To make sure that her Nemesis was going with her right to the finish line. There was no chance that this would be anything but epic. They both had too much on the line to not give their best shot. And now that Artemis had finally realized that too, it was an awesome feeling. Shawna felt like screaming, not out of anger. It was excitement. No matter what stone was thrown in front of her, she had reached the destination she had been aiming for. Was it time to do a big Thank you speech? Maybe. The first name would always be Frank Washington. The man that believed in her, when the world had forgotten the legacy she was creating. For building her up, when the only way was down. My light. My life. My love. And who else was there, Drew Stevenson. A veteran. A workhorse. And yeah, the man she would call her brother. Someone she would go through the fire for, for just being the one that would listen. Many nights, when she had given up. And there was someone else, unexpected maybe. Travis Rech. For what? Being the complete fuck up that you are. It motivates those that really love the business. It is not a job, it is a way of living. And last but not least, Artemis Kaiser. The one and only. The person that slaughtered my ego, only to make me come back stronger than ever. To all of those the Win at From the Ashes it dedicated. More or less. Ps. Arty I know you hate bunnies, me too.
✖Burning Hearts✖
LOCATION: Kansas City, Missouri
CAMERA STATUS: ON/OFF Camera
You can not have it all. That is what the try to teach you, at least when you are young. Parents say it. Teaches say it. Society says it. Bullshit. It is possible to reach every goal, if you are willing to work hard enough. Or if you have some Vitamin C. Either way, there was nothing like impossible. At least not for Shawna Martinez. The Mob girl. Not a name she would have chosen for herself, but then again it was fitting. Artemis was doing everything right in her career, mostly everything. There was one thing that brought her down, not seeing the true colors of Shawna. Thinking of her less than she should, treating her like a broken furniture. No regrets my love. Worse things have happened. It is time. I know she would answer. To whom? The voice in the back of her mind that kept telling her exactly that. She had been arriving at the arena hours ago, being all alone there. It was some sort of a ritual, one she had been following a thousand times by now. Frank would allow her that private moment, hitting the gym another time. When the Management of the arena opened the doors for her, it was like entering a different reality. Her own universe. Shawna would close her eyes, soaking in the smell. That was home.
Unknown: ''I knew you would be here... .''
When she slowly turned around, the view was causing her knees to become weak. No way in hell. Not even ten inches away from her, stood a group of females. Not just any females, friends. Shannon Summers. The Insane Hardcore Bitch. Her best friend and mentor. Right next to her, Shania Rampage. The Owner of Steele Bones Wrestling. Right behind them none other than Denise Marshall, the cousin of Frank. In a chit chat with Michelle LeFlocke. Her girls. The reaction on her face was either really dumb or priceless. Maybe both.
Shawna Martinez: ''What in the bloody hell... .''
Shannon Summers: ''We are happy to see you too. Mountain.''
Shania Rampage: ''Nah not Mountain. I think she looks like a hill... .''
Denise Marshall: ''Mound''
Michelle LeFlocke: ''Knoll... maybe.''
Shawna couldn't help but roll her eyes, this was so unreal. The last time all of them stood inside a wrestling arena, felt like it happened in another life. Maybe it was back when Michelle had her run in GWC. It was a surprise, a welcome one to say the very least. So after they hugged each other and walked a few steps, Shawna would remember why she was here in the first place. Work. It was nice to see the girls, more so knowing that they would sit front row. But this probably was the biggest challenge in her life, so there was no time for slowing down.
Shawna Martinez: ''Don't get me wrong folks, but what you doing here? I got another promo to shoot... .''
Shannon Summers: ''We know that, that is why we are here. And now mouth your huge ass to the ring.- we got a little something set up for you. Hush.''
Always the general, never just a soldier. Thank you Summers. As she took the lead, the giggling and babbling behind her back had started again. Typical. They never changed, thank god.
✖Blowing the Barricade✖
LOCATION: Kansas City, Missouri
CAMERA STATUS: ON/OFF Camera
It was no lie. They had prepared the ring for her, getting a camera team even. Knowing the way this girls did business, she did not even wanna ask. Each of them would take a seat on one of the turnbuckles, looking at her. What? She felt tempted to ask exactly that, but it was obvious. They were here to support her, but also as some sort of challenge. Shawna did not have a problem cutting a promo live in front of thousands of people.- but this were her friends. Her family. Making her realize how much this did matter. With the camera guy giving her a thumps up, she was ready. Somehow. Like always her eyes would wander over the empty seats, painting a mental picture of what it would look like in a few hours. Breathtaking. Seeing the impatient look of her mentor, time was fading fast.
Shawna Martinez: ''The feeling that runs through my body whenever i enter a wrestling ring, is really hard to put in words. It is like no word is fitting. No word can ever be big enough. You either made for this, or you can not understand it. Wrestlers are a different brand of people. Like i could never do an office job, not even if it meant never breaking a damn bone again. And that is one of the things that Artemis and me share, have in common even. We love to fight. Not cause we must or couldn't do something else.- it is not that. We were born for that, right?''
As if she was expecting some sort of answer to that, her eyes did wander to her friends. They looked comfortable, it was their type of living too.
Shawna Martinez: ''While i am not quite sure about my opponent, I can say one thing for sure. This is what i want. What I always wanted to do with my life, no other way possible. Maybe you people can not see it now, but there is a higher plan in all of this. This feud with Miss Kaiser was not always pretty, not playing for my favor either. But it was necessary to be that way, to make us reach this point. All the pain and sweat, it was worth it. For me. To become the person I am today, standing here expecting the best and worst tonight. The chance is always there, I could lose. Letting everyone down, mostly myself. But I did not find a single fortune telling cookie that read something like that. Artemis said it, she is a born fighter. And for that my dear, I applaud you.''
Said and done. She was standing there with the camera filming while she did clap her hands together. Not viewable were the faces of her friends, who did agree more or less. Probably less.
Shawna Martinez: ''I do respect your skills, I always did.- which is a little thing you did oversee. The talent you are given is something that should not be wasted, it would be coming close to a crime. But do you ever look at me for real? Not my body size or my facial expression, but the real me. If so, what is it that you see? Someone that will give you an easy run for that title? Someone that is stepping in this ring to lose? Didn't think so Artemis. You know better than that. Sure you wanna kick in my teeth, end this war the way you pictured. I tried to see it your way. In my head all the different endings played out, from pleasure to pain. It was eating me alive, I gotta admit that. What would everyone think if i lost to you, again... .''
She was interrupted by a coughing noise, without looking she knew it came from Shannon. It was her usual way of reacting to bullshit, fine. She was here to hear the truth, to get it out of her.
Shawna Martinez: ''For the longest people did wonder what there is still left of Shawna Martinez, if the injury did change me. Sure. How could something like that left you untouched,. Like you sit home and heal and then come back the same you always have been, nonsense. You got simply two options, come back and be better than ever. Or stay home. When i decided to come back against the will of my doctors, I made a life changing decision. All this time I only had one thing on my mind, breaking you. Not your neck. Not your arms and legs. No. You. When we both entered rWd you were my first goal, but the odds seemed highly against me. Management didn't wanna allow it, the fans wanted to see it so badly. You see my problem? So i did what was expected of me, at least parts of it. I waited. I worked my way back up. And here we are. Together. Two sides of the same magic, but all too different.''
Do i speak like Shannon now? She cut herself a break, wondering if her mentor was just thinking the same. The satisfied grin on the brunettes face was telling it all. This was the way to go.
Shawna Martinez: ''I will never think of you as an unworthy opponent, hell you are some sort of a strange breed. Which is a good thing. I am by no means a betting person, otherwise i would bite myself in the ass now. Cause the outcome of our match is somewhere in the dark, we both know that. But I wouldn't be myself if i went in there, thinking I lose. I am a winner. And i have been spoiled in my career, destroying people back and forth. So do not get me wrong and by no means be upset about it, but i have no desire changing this. And now to showcase I have been paying attention to your work, let me channel something in my head. Submission. Oh my. What a fun subject you picked to be the main thing of your speech, let me see what I can find about that... anyone wanna help?''
Denise Marshall: ''Figure Four... .''
Michelle LeFlocke: ''Crossface... .''
Shania Rampage: ''Sharpshooter... .''
Shannon Summers: ''MOB Business... .''
Shawna was not quite sure how to react to this, so she simply shrugged her shoulders. They probably have seen a thousand of her matches, knowing what she was capable of. And yeah, they had a thing for pain. Period. She would wink at them before going on speaking.
Shawna Martinez: ''I am kinda disappointed though Artemis. Why you ask? Cause you try to lecture me about Submission, that is not kind of you. I have been doing this sport since what, ten or eleven years. I have been in more holds than one can break, i have tapped before. But I can assure you of that, I have made just as many people tap out. For example to the MOB Business. A submission hold so body wrecking that people have been scared of me locking it. I even have been banned using that move once before. Why? Cause i would refuse to break it after the match. I have ended careers love, not only tried to. I have sent people home, realizing that this is not the business for them. So what? You are well trained. You got all the skills possible. You wanna knock my teeth out. Thank god I have a good dentist.''
Another short break. The party of five would let out a few small laughters, well all apart from Shannon. But then again she was not know for much humor, really. The girl was business, through and through. The look that covered her face now, was making Shawna get back to the subject. Making her feel like a little girl. Again.
Shawna Martinez: ''You know Artemis I got more scars covering my body than fingers on my hand. Let's see. All good. I still got ten, which is all that matters. Do not get me wrong, I have said it a thousand times.- but I do not get tired of saying it. You are the next generation. You are the future that this business was longing for. But and that is a huge BUT, the present is not over yet. I am maybe the past one day, but not now. I have still enough to give. Enough to prove to myself. Not the world. Not you. Not Frank. He knows better than anyone what I am capable of, after all he is my trainings partner. He is the one that gives me ideas for new moves. Like that vicious stomp to the back of your head. If done right, you are knocked out for good. Which means I have been either going too soft on you, or you really have that much of a hard head. Stubborn you are. I figured this much. But guess what... I am too.''
All four friends would finally get off the turnbuckle, surrounding Shawna in a rather flock like way. It was a symbol for old and new getting together. You had four veterans and a rookie with Denise Marshall. A new day dawn. It was Shannon that now spoke, in her typical graveyard voice. Causing Shawna to open her eyes just a little more.
Shannon Summers: ''Ten years ago a girl from Italy stood at the entrance door of Steele Bones Wrestling. Cocky. Muscular. And all green. But I saw something. Something that Shawna now sees in Artemis. Potential. Fire. And that will to never give up. But just like many times before, there can always be just one Queen. You can be princess. You can be the Queen Mother. But at the end of this night, Shawna Martinez will once again rule with a hard hand.''
Shawna Martinez: ''Okay enough of this praising, or I will grow another few inches. Thing is we can talk all night. We can create theories about who has the better cards. Once the bell rings, none of this will matter. I want to win. You want to win. Tricky situation, wouldn't you think so? So let me close with this, may the better woman win. Isn't that a nice thing to say.''
Shania Rampage: ''Nope.''
Shawna Martinez: ''What?!''
Shania Rampage: ''What is the motto of Steele Bones... .''
Shawna Martinez: ''Failure is not an option. Nox Invictus.''
Shania Rampage: ''Exactly.''
A knowing smile came to the face of Shawna, in a slow manner she would nod her head. It was the truth and nothing but the truth. The world would never be the same after tonight. It would burn down to the ground. Only to be rebuild by those that survive. After a vision not even god could have imagined. The scene would close with all five ladies standing inside the ring, in an empty arena. A single spot now falling onto Shawna. Hic est finis.
The Impassable™
so quickly so sad!
