The crowd is on fire, roaring in appreciation after each move is performed. My ears are boxed in causing me to retreat backwards. I cant quite make out who just boxed my ears in but I continue taking the punishment as the figure again boxes in my ears. I hear bells ringing and start to lose sight on the figure but then I see another dark figure. The second figure seems to have saved me from the first one. However, I am wrong about this as the second figure has taken me, snapmares me over and lands a low dropkick right on the kisser. I see them now, its Isabel Stone and Sandy Deserts! But where am I? THUD! I drop to the floor after rolling out of the ring. It finally came to me, Im in a triple threat against two of WZCWs finest female superstars. Am I dreaming? Is this real?
I struggle at first to come to terms with whats happening but I feel the pain, this has to be real. I look up from the ring apron to see Isabel Stone deliver a back hand to Sandy Deserts. Sandy is infuriated at the disrespect just shown by Isabel to which she retaliates by bitch-slapping Isabel as well! For a moment, I felt like a fan with the best seat in the house. But then I realize that Im part of this match too. I get back to my senses, making sure Im ready for battle. I enter the fray with no strategy whatsoever, but Im doing good so far as Im the only one standing after connecting on a springboard crossbody on Sandy. Am I dreaming, is this real, are the questions that I still have going on in my head but I cant worry about that now, Im in a match for Christs sake!
It seems I did have a strategy as the plan just came to me after gaining the advantage in the match. I took the veteran, Sandy out by throwing her over the top rope. Not long after, Isabel was in my sight. She has absolutely no idea where she is, thats where I strike. As she gets up, spaghetti-legged, I springboard from the rope and as she turns around, BOOM! Dropkick right to the kisser! This is over, it has to be. I go for the pin while the referee slides in position, 1 2 KICKOUT! Whats this? How did this happen? Im now picked up by the hair and flung away by it as well, OUCH! Its Sandy! Oh, that bitch. Im gonna get you Sandy! I thought. I immediately went after her but to my surprise, I was blinded by a mist, green mist that seems to have come from her mouth. Moments later, her back fist connected right on my chin and boy, did that hurt. I did the only thing I thought would help me at the moment, roll out of the way.
My chin felt like it was ten times bigger after that hard hit from Sandy but thats not what was disturbing me. What was disturbing me was the green mist still caught in my eyes. I try my hardest to get it out of my eyes but to no avail. AMBER! AMBER! AMBER! is what I hear from the section where Im closest to. The chants get louder as I begin to stand but this god damn green mist is a pain. I can barely see anything thats happening in the ring. With the help of the barricade and the swarming fans cheering me on, I manage to make my way to the ring. However, I see Isabel stirring, almost at her feet. But the fans are roaring in anticipation of what happens next. Sandy is on Isabels blind side looking to hit something. When I realize what the hell is going on, Im too late! Sandy connects with her reverse roundhouse kick to Isabel who falls down like a sack of potatoes. She goes for the cover and the referee follows suit, with the crowd counting along, 1 2
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THUUUUUD! As if the mist felt like a bitch, this hurts almost as much. Hahahaha. You alright sis? Seems like you were in deep sleep after all the things you said. My older brother, Nate, comes into the living room laughing at me after I just fell off the couch. Geez, thanks for the help bro. Wait, I said something? Whatd I say? I asked anxiously, scared that I may have revealed something no one was supposed to know. Well you said and I quote, Oh, that bitch. Im gonna get you Sandy! Sandy
hmmm, are you dreaming about your opponent on Aftershock, Sandy Deserts? So it was a dream, thank God. Yeah, I guess. It all seemed too real. It was like I was seeing into the future. God, I hope not.
After that dream, I hope and pray that isnt the result of my actual match. The look of concern on my face worried my brother. But thats just him being my brother. I looked down to the floor, just waiting for one of his motivational speeches; he was always good at that. I take it you lost in your dream? Yes, the speech is coming, or so I hope it is. Well, I didnt win Nate. Is this a sign of things to come? There I go again, being negative, thats what I was good at. Sis, it was a dream after all. I mean, weve been doing a lot of homework on both your opponents after we got word that youd be facing them on Aftershock. You gotta believe youll win, youre gonna have to want it. Its not like this is the biggest obstacle youve ever had to go through. In fact, this should be a walk in the park compared to what youve had to overcome in the past. Hes right, I hate it when my brothers right. I did need this speech though. He was right about this not being the hardest thing Ive had to overcome. My early years, especially my teenage years were the worst. I can do this, I can. I see that look on your face sis. Youre either really worried about your match or extremely confident. Which is it? I wonder what hes talking about. This face? I dont think my face gives out an emotion right now, was this part of his speech? Hmm.
Still looking unsure, my brother continues, Please tell me you have been paying attention while we were watching clips of your opponents. Tell me, how exactly are you going to win sis? I knew this question was coming. I was in fact, paying attention to every video clip session we had. I had formulated an idea on how Id win but I havent exactly said it out loud. I guess its always different when you think about it than when you actually say it out loud. I just sat there, contemplating this question in my head even if Ive thought about it a million times a day. My pondering worried my brother and I always hated that. I hate the fact that he always has to worry about me, but what can you do, thats what big brothers do. From the clips that weve seen from them, I know that Ill be in a hard fought match because Sandy and Isabel are both pretty skilled. But what separates me from them is that Ive been through some pretty rough things in the past. I said in a determined voice, remembering those times in my life that werent pleasant. I mean, Sandy and Isabel are no pushovers. Isabel has gone under the tutelage of the great Steven Kurtesy before and Im sure she has picked up a few tricks from him. Sandy is a seasoned veteran and knows just about every trick in the book. But that wont stop me from throwing everything I have at her. I've dealt with people much worse than these two, I'm sure I'll be able to handle it. My brother looked at me in a way that I wasnt sure what he was feeling. I looked pretty nervous after my spiel that I just blurted out to him. Good answer sis. Seems like youre all fired up. He grabbed me by the head and started messing with my hair just like he did when we were kids. "You win your debut match, this could really make people take notice of you. Those people that have wronged you in the past may see you on TV. They'll be so surprised to see how far you've come. Not only that, but you'll definitely show them who's boss." "Yeah well, even if I don't win my match, just being in WZCW shows that I've changed, even if it's just a little. But hell, I'd be a liar if I said I didn't want to win. So the plan on Aftershock is...to win! These ladies won't know what hit them." The sudden burst of adrenaline might've gotten the best of me there, but it felt good to say that.
Hey, what do you say we go hit the old training grounds? Im in the mood after what you just said. Plus, you know I wont go easy on you, just like how Isabel and Sandy wont go easy on you. It was good to see that not only had I motivated myself, but kept my brother from worrying about me. He worries too much, but thats what brothers do. Yeah, you better not go easy on me. I nudge pass him and run out the door to the car, ever so ready to start training for my debut match on Aftershock.
