Ascension 113: Vee A.D.Z. and Veejay vs Tony Mancini and Xaitlyn Serpiente

[Lee]

They've fought each other and now is the time for alliances to be formed. Whilst Mancini will love a meteoric rise to the top of the card he will partner with Xaitlyn Serpiente against Vee A.D.Z and Veejay (which some people are already calling Vee²). A big rumour is the winner will face the tag team champions at Kingdom Come but that has yet to be confirmed.

Deadline is Monday, December 5th, 11:59PM CST. Extensions available upon request.

 

[Hyorinmaru]

The camera turns on to show us Gino and Tony sitting in the back of a cab driving through the city of Dehradun in northern India. Since it's evening, there is a lot of hustle and bustle in the city. As the cab gets to the outskirts things become a lot more calm as the people get few and far between

Tony: Hey Gino do you remember the envelope that process sever gave me at the funeral reception?

Gino: Yeah I remember it, I haven't given it much thought though.

Tony reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out the envelope along with the paper that was inside of it. He unfolds it and reads it through multiple times while shaking his head in disbelief as the cab drives down the dirt road

Tony: It's a court ordered paternity test. They're saying that some woman named Jean Greyson gave birth to a baby girl and with her dying breath said that I'm the father. She wants me to take care of the child so she doesn't end up in an orphanage. I have to show up within 2 weeks to give a blood sample or I will be arrested and they'll take it by force.

Gino: Well it's possible, as many girls as you've been with over the years I'm actually surprised this hasn't happened before now. I'm not sure why they went straight for the court order though, they could have at least asked first and given you a chance to say no.

Tony folds the paper and puts it back in his pocket. He gives Gino a weak chuckle as he continues to stare out of the window as he at the Indian country side.

Gino: Why are we even here Tony? Not only did we have to get her address from WZCW HQ and then come all the way to the ass end of the world that no one in their right mind would want to live in, we had to get in this disgusting curry smelling cab. Why the fuck couldn't she have come to the States? I mean she has to come over to do the shows anyway right?

Tony: It would have been easier yes, but this way it shows her that I'm serious about this team and what we can accomplish. I don't have a chance of getting a singles title shot so the tag titles are all I have left. Besides India isn't the worst country in the world and despite the criminal lack of beef in this country, the food really isn't that bad.

As Tony talks, Gino shakes his head in disbelief. After about twenty minutes, the taxi driver parks in front of a closed gate barring the way to a big mansion that can only be described with a single word, that word being creepy. As they get out Gino pays the driver. As they walk up to the gate it swings open on it's own with a rusty shriek that causes Gino to jump back before they walk up a long winding walkway.

Gino: That was the wind right Ton? That had to be the wind, there's no way a gate opens up on its own...right?

Tony: I wasn't paying enough attention to say either way Gino but it was probably the wind. Now lets go in so we can get to know the woman who's going to get me that title match at Kingdom Come.

A bit wide-eyed Gino walks up to a dark mansion devoid of any kind of decoration on the front lawn as well completely dark windows that make it seem like there is no electricity on in the entire mansion. Tony and Gino slowly walk up to the front door. But before Tony is able to knock the door opens and they see a blue snake slithering away from the door. After slithering a few feet she looks back like she wants them to follow her. Tony looks a bit wide-eyed at all that's happened but it's Gino that voices his fear first.

Gino: Umm Ton, I never told you this because we live in a city and it never came up but I really don't like snakes. They're disgusting and they make my skin crawl. I have absolutely no desire to follow that thing, so I'm just gonna stay out here and keep an eye on things from out here while you follow the blue snake into the creepy mansion.

Tony: Gino, I need you by my side to show Xaitlyn that I'm serious about this team and that I want us to win. I'm sorry you're creeped out by all of this but I need you to come with me.

Gino nods his heads as he looks around with a small look of fear in his eyes. Tony shakes his head while laughing a little as they follow the snake deeper into the house until they come across a room with a soft glow coming from the entrance. It's this room the snake goes into as Tony slowly walks into the door way and looks around while Gino holds back a bit. The light Tony saw is coming from a huge fireplace with a big puffy Victorian style armchair and a handmade rocking chair sitting in front of it. On top of the fireplace is a framed photo of a man with dried flowers carefully placed around it and a clock next to it that has a picture of a snake in the background. Looking at the walls causes Tony to raise his eyebrows because all he sees are various paintings of snakes painted straight onto the walls.

Xaitlyn: Welcome to my home Anthony, although I'm not a fan of people showing up unannounced.

Tony: Please call me Tony only my parents ever called me Anthony. Besides I had no choice, we're teaming up on Ascension and if we have any chance of winning, we need to talk and come up with a game plan because if we don't Veejay & VEE A.D.Z. will win.

Before Xaitlyn responds she points to the armchair, indicating that Tony should sit but when Gino stands at his side Xaitlyn looks at him with disgust in her eyes

Xaitlyn: This conversation is for me and Anthony, so you need to leave right now.

Gino looks down at Tony with anger in his eyes but Tony just shakes his head at the fact Xaitlyn insists on calling him Anthony.

Tony: Do what she says Gino, this is too important for me to piss off my tag team partner right before our match. Just go stand outside the door and wait for me to finish.

With fury in his eyes Gino silently storms out of the room and slams the door behind him, causing the sound to reverberate through the entire room.

Tony: Ok I asked my best friend to leave so can we please get to our conversation? We need to come up with a plan.

Xaitlyn: I have not hid the fact that wins and loses mean nothing to me so why should this be any different? I have my own reasons for fighting in WZCW and those two have nothing to do with it so please tell me why should I care now?

Tony sits back on the chair and runs his hand over his face as he heaves a big sigh.

Tony: The rumor going around about our match is that the winning team goes on to face Mark Keaton and whoever he picks as a partner at Kingdom Come for the Tag Titles. You may not care about winning titles and wrestling at the biggest event of the year but I do. In order for us to win you need to do exactly what I tell you. I've beaten both these men before, so I know what needs to be done.

Xaitlyn bends down to pick up the snake and sets it in her lap as she starts rocking back and forth with her eyes closed. She doesn't say anything for what seems like twenty minutes but as Tony gets up to leave she finally says something.

Xaitlyn: I will do what you want but I need something from you in return. In order for me to become your tag team partner I need your help with something. My mentor was murdered a couple of years ago and the only thing that is known for sure, is that it was done by some thug with ties to a New York Mafia Family. With what I have heard about you and your past, I could use your help finding out who killed him and finally put his soul to rest.

Hearing that, Tony gets an uncomfortable look on his face and sits silently as he thinks about what Xaitlyn is saying. When he finally decides on an answer, he leans forward and talks quietly and calmly like he is holding something back.

Tony: Even if what you've heard had any shred of truth to it, I still don't know how much help I would be. My past is just that past and with my parents dead, I'm trying to put all those false rumors and slanderous allegations behind me but if helping you with this gets us on the same page then I'll do it.

Xaitlyn: Ok good, then the final thing is signing the contract. It is a non-legal contract of course but it will show me that this is just as important to you as it is to me. If you choose not to sign it, then the deal is off and you can show yourself out.

She hands Tony a piece of paper with writing on it and a pen. Tony takes it and reads it with trepidation before signing it with a shaking hand and handing it back to her. She takes it and signs her name right below Tony's and puts it in her pocket as she smiles. When that's done they finally get down to talking about their upcoming match against the Vee-Men.

 

[Prince Vee]

Papers were piled up in stacks in one corner of the room. The other corner was filled with old computer which was wired to a huge CPU. The floor was disoriented as well; there nothing seemed to be in a good condition in that room. A short bald guy wearing huge glasses was working through that computer. His fingers were running fast through the dust filled keyboard. His eyes were bulging out of those heavy framed glasses.

His fingers stopped for a moment as he sensed someone or something behind him. The room was muted for a very brief moment. The screen of his monitor flickered slightly; he tried to turn his head but halted when a gun was cocked right behind his head.

Bald Guy: I have done enough things for you.

The barrel of a .45 gun was pressed behind his neck.

???: Enough? Not even close.

A drop of sweat pebbled down his bald head, slide all the way down to that barrel. Fear and anguish covered his face.

Bald Guy: Alright… What do you want me to do this time?

The unknown figure lifted the gun off his neck. The bald guy wiped the sweat that had been pouring down his head with the back of his hand.

???: Georgia. I need a One-way pass.

Bald Guy: Georgia, the country or the state in America?

The bald guy again tried to turn his head to the direction of the figure in the dark. But was stopped again by the gun behind his neck.

???: Atlanta, Georgia. Three three six six two eight. Eight four three three three eight.

The bald guy hurried on his keyboard as the figure spelled out the numbers. A brief moment of silence followed that. He sorted out something in his computer which took a few minutes. He tore a paper from the pile of books kept next to the monitor and scribbled something in it.

Bald Guy: This is your flight number. You need to hurry; the flight will leave in an hour. I assume you still want your identity to be hidden. But you’ve to tell the guys your name and show them this number.

The figure in the dark drew his gun back and safely put it inside his jacket. The bald guy felt a bit of relief and he raised the piece of paper without turning behind. The figure just plucked that piece of paper from his hand.

Bald Guy: You know, wherever you go; you don’t have a life on this world anymore.

???: I have better plans.

The figure grabbed the bald guy’s hand from behind and twisted it quite forcedly, locking it in a cuff. He weightily pushed the bald guy’s head to the desk, cuffing both his hands behind the back. Surprisingly, the bald guy didn’t even try to fight back. With a disgust on his face, half his mouth forced against the desk he managed to utter few words.

Bald Guy: Keeping me locked in here is not going to stop the words from spreading. Everyone is going to know where you are heading to. The whole crew who’re going to escort you will know.

???: That’s why this is called a One-way pass. None of them is coming back.

He waved that piece of paper right in front of the eyes of the helpless man.

Bald Guy: You can’t get all you want!

He tried to lift his head up only to see the witty smile that adorned the face of the man in the shadows. He slowly started to walk away. The bald guy managed to get on his feet and started to shout on top of his lungs.

Bald Guy: YOU CAN’T GET ALL YOU WANT!!

Vee: Really? You want me to stay in Eda’s house? I mean, come on, you know she’s mental and I can’t even spend a minute with her.

Vee spoke through his phone to Sara whilst picking up his luggage at the Airport. Apparently, he wasn’t in a very pleasant mood which was reflected clearly in his voice.

Sara: Please… I can’t take her grief. She’ll nag me to death if you don’t stay in her house. She knew you’re in Atlanta. She saw the posters on Philips arena…

Vee: Alright. Only for you. Tell her to arrange a separate room for me. Last time she made me sleep on the floor!

Sara just giggled at the other side of the phone without saying any word.

Vee: I have to go now. I’ll call you later, okay? See you.

He reluctantly hung up the phone not waiting for any response from Sara. He hoped into a taxi and it rushed through the roads. He soon received a message from Sara starting with sorry followed by Eda’s address.

Soon he reached a flat and he walks into an old door and climbed up the stairs with his heavy bag which had his ring gears and other travel materials. He soon found himself in front of a door which was numbered “409”. He knocked on the door. There was no response. He sighed with a heavy breath. He knocked on the door again; he heard heavy footsteps followed by the sound of some porcelain stuff shattering and a bang behind that door. The door swung open.

Ida: HEYYY! I was driving past the arena the other day and couldn’t resist looking at the massive picture of Mikey Stormrage holding the WZCW title! Then I looked at your picture in one of the posters and I KNEW you’ll be here. I called Sara and begged her, literally, to get you stay here! AH what a relief now you’re here!

She said that in one breath and flipped her hair behind in pride.

Vee: So can I come in, Eda?

Ida: It’s IDA! Ayi-Da. How many times I have to tell you not to call me as EEE-DA. Oh yes, you can come in but not before posing a Selfie with me.

She turned to her back and lifts herself up by the heels to get her face close to Vee’s and takes a snap in her phone camera.

Ida: Wait, I gotta post it on my twitter and my two-twenty-three followers will go crazy!

She stood right in front of the door way blocking Vee from entering. It wasn’t even over a minute a half and Vee already had regretted coming here.

Ida turns around and plucked Vee’s bag from his hand quite heavily and banging it against a flower vase sending it crashing on the floor.

Ida: Sorry! I’m a bit clumsy.

Vee entered the house, dead tired. But soon he was blocked by Ida. Again. She pushed a notepad right in front of Vee. It brought a little smile to Vee’s face. He took the note and brought the pen close to it.

Vee: Camera and selfies have killed the culture of getting autographs.

He almost signed his autograph but was abruptly stopped by the screeching voice of Ida.

Ida: NOOO! Not on the first page. It is reserved for Hall of Famer, Matt Tastic.

Vee put his hand on the forehead and regretfully signed in some other page. He then pushed the notepad to Ida.

Ida: No, you keep it. Fill it with the autographs of the entire roster and I will get it back at the end of the show.

He threw that notepad into his bag and grabbed a towel and a pair of sweat pant and walked directly into the bathroom without looking back at Ida.

Ida: Have a good shower! I have something special waiting for you.

After a few minutes Vee came out of the bathroom rubbing the towel to dry his hair. He walked over the dusty floor to his way to the living room. The room was illuminated by bright lights and there were some candles placed all over the room. It seemed quite meaningless and to be misplaced in such a bright room. There was a tripod set in front of the sofa and two empty cups were placed on the coffee table between the tripod and sofa.

Vee: Are we going to make a sex tape? I don’t think that’s the best idea.

Ida: Duh, you are never romantic or witty to get me laid.

She walks out of her room wearing a neat black suit with brown tie. Her hair was perfectly combed and it seemed like she put on some make-up as well, which was obvious from the unnatural pinkishness formed on her cheeks.

Ida: You know, I have planned to become a television show host, So I thought I could have a mock interview with you as a practice.

Vee: Your career choice doesn’t sound great.

Ida: So does yours. But I LOVE WZCW! Can you please sit down here?

Vee half-heartedly sat down on the sofa. He ran his fingers through the half-dried hair and pushed them all behind his ears.

Vee: Can’t we do it tomorrow? I’m very tired.

Without minding his words, she turned on the camera and adjusted the focusing lens. Soon she joined him on the sofa in an interviewing position.

Ida: Hellllllo buddies, this is me Ayi-Da…

She looked at Vee from the corner of her eyes before continuing.

Ida: … doing a big time interview with WZCW Superstar Vee A.D.Z. He might not be as popular as Justin Cooper or Eve Taylor or Garth Black. But he is my cousin’s boyfriend. So yeah, we are doing this interview.

Vee: Thank you very much…

Ida: Now, Mr. Vee… that sounds awkward… I want you to answer my questions honestly, okay?

Vee: This isn’t a briefing room or a courtroom. There are reasons why they have scripts in the interviews. You don’t necessarily need to be honest in the interviews.

He put his nose down and looked at her in a mocking way.

Ida: YEAAH I know right. But you gotta be honest with me, okay?

Vee: You’re a very bad interviewer. Go on, the camera’s rolling.

Ida: Tell me about your love for wrestling.

Vee: Why are you being such an annoying brat. You know I have spoken about my love for wrestling in quite a lot of TV shows. Why still ask it now?

Ida: I KNOW. But that’s what everyone ask you as the first question. Sooo I thought I would do the same.

She pouted her lips and looked up at Vee with her wide eyes. Even though Vee didn’t like being there or being interviewed, he knew he can’t lie about his love for wrestling to anyone. In fact, he really wanted to tell the truth.

Vee: Okay. Honestly speaking, I didn’t love wrestling at the first sight of it. It was no such Twilight love story. When I was younger everything fascinated me. I was a very reactive kid who would love everything and get excited about every new stuffs I saw. One such was wrestling. When our family finally got settled down in England, I was only ten-years old. So everything looked new and intrigued me. So I joined a wrestling school which is in the morning, cricket club in the afternoon and a taekwondo in the afternoon.

Ida was chewing her nails till now, spit the nails on the floor and stopped Vee from going any further.

Ida: Why don’t you just get to the point?

Vee: Come on, I’m speaking my heart out. I’m on a flow! Can’t you be a little patient?

He looked at Ida without saying anything more, she was looked down at her finger nails instead. Then she started to bite her nails again.

Vee: I flirted around with these sports without much focus. I had my schools in between as well. So soon everything started to fall apart. I couldn’t get hold of anything I did. It was flowing down right in front of my eyes, right in between my fingers and I couldn’t grasp it. I stopped training taekwondo due to financial situations and cricket had to stopped for a while because of the winter. I started to do wrestling full time.

Ida had chewed almost all her finger nails out so decided to look up at Vee now.

Vee: To be honest, my love for wrestling came from itself. Every time I springboard into that ring, I never felt so alive. I felt no fear. No matter how tall or big or smelly my opponent is, never I felt slightest of the fear. I couldn’t say the same about Cricket or Martial Arts. I couldn’t say I will be in this position now, if I took either of that full time. I finally had a chance to grab hold of my life again. In fact, wrestling helped me hold the pieces together. It was like a missing puzzle in my complicated life. Perhaps that’s why I hate these people who are very unprofessional. I dislike anyone who would call wrestling as a business or an industry. It is the sport I love, it the art I love. I cite that as my passion. I can say that in plenty of ways but my love for wrestling is undeniable.

Ida: Speaking of being unprofessional and all, what are your thoughts on your next opponent Tony Mancini and Xaitlyn Serpeinte?

Vee: Your questions are so very generic…

She frowned at him and gestured him the camera as it was still rolling.

Vee: WZCW is a weird place. You could only imagine seeing a politician or a mentally disabled person winning World Championships. But it happens in WZCW. The truth is, regardless of their past, they had this very particular skill and passion for winning. They had the necessary skills for winning. Not like Tony Mancini who has this big brickhead Gino walking behind him kissing his arse. No one ever had hired goons to take out their opponents. I mean, he is just a travesty to wrestling, let alone for WZCW.

He paused for a while and smiled to himself. He arched his back to lay gently on the sofa before continuing.

Vee: It is funny to think the same about Xaitlyn Serpiente. She has or had this moral code that she will never cheat to win. Let’s see to which extent she can go with that when Gino is around. Let’s face the truth here. I may not be the most successful wrestler in WZCW, I have faced so many defeats. Xaitlyn has been here only for a couple of months and she couldn’t face the loses. That’s the hard truth. She joined Tony Mancini for a reason, didn’t she? Salvific Knights? I don’t have to explain how absurd the name of their team sounds while having someone like Tony Mancini or Gino around. Tony is going to use Xaitlyn as pawn to get what he wants, not a Knight.

Ida: OH YEAH! Teams! I thought you never liked being in a team. How are you going to manage that with Veejay?

Vee: If I have to be honest, I didn’t like to team up with anyone. My entire life and career was shaped and molded by me. I always had a great coach to horn my skills and a great father to mentor me throughout. I never had someone to shoulder me to get to the place where I am now.

He said that with such a great pride in his voice with his nose up in the air and extending his arms and resting it on the sofa.

Vee: I don’t know why, but I’m just telling the truth here. Like I said before, I’m not the most successful wrestler in WZCW, so was not Veejay. We had our moments, consider it him making it to the finals of Gold Rush or me facing Titus in his own yard for the EurAsian Championship, sure we had our moments. But we both are buried deep down in this talented roster. We just have this opportunity laid in front of us and we both are not silly buggers to let that get away.

Ida: It is too much for you to say. Because you just criticized the whole idea of the team Salvific Knights and you aren’t going to face them alone. You are forming a team as well.

Vee: Trust me, this is going to be a handicap match either way, with Gino involving. And I’m not afraid of them and formed an alliance with Veejay. In fact, I haven’t even talked to him. The last time I remember talking to him was when me and Mikey went to see his wife Saffron at the hospital when she had that accident. But we aren’t distant from each other. We both know this possibly could be our final chance to get ourselves in a good position heading to Kingdom Come. Even though I haven’t faced him in the ring or shared a ring with him, I know his potential. Moreover, he isn’t someone like Tony or Xaitlyn whom I should be ashamed to team with. It may sound arrogant but that’s the hard truth. Everything around me is changing. And I don’t want to adapt to the change I want to evolve to take on that change and even be that change. I’m not looking for a partner to be in WZCW. I’m looking for a friend who I can share my locker room with.

Ida: So you’re saying you and Veejay aren’t a tag team yet. Words are all over the internet that you will be team V or Vee-Men or VJDC.

Vee: Possibly. All now I’m saying is, as of now, we are just two men in the slump trying to help each other out. If we think we possibly can do that, then we talk about the future. But I’m letting out a warning to all those who are spitting on us when we are down. We will rise and when we do…

Ida: You’re taking so much of my time. I’m losing my patience here. I’m going to sleep now.

She immediately stood up from the sofa and turns her camera off. She started walking back into her room.

Vee: NO! I was just about to say a Catchphrase of mine!

Ida: You were right. I have made a bad career choice. I’m gonna be a cheerleader.

She bounced off to her room much to Vee’s despise. He walked from that sofa to the large window facing another apartment building. Though he disliked her, she was someone who he could share his honest feelings with. No one likes to be a loner. That’s the same Vee expects from Veejay too. Someone who he can share his dreams with or as someone who shares the same dream as his. He closed the window and returned back to the sofa.

A street light glowed bright right outside his window. It was illuminating the road when a shadow slowly creeped in from the gutter. The shadow was adjusting its cufflinks. The owner of the shadow has bruised knuckles as he was trying to button his cuffs. After adjusting the cuff, the man in the shadow ran his hand into his trouser and pulls out a wallet. He tossed everything except money into the gutter. The cards, ids and everything else fell on a guy who was lying unconscious with his nose broken down, in that gutter.

He let his hand inside the blazer and pulled out a cigarette. He lit that cigarette up and puffed it between his lips. He puffed out the smoke into the direction of the window.

???: You’re living quite a life… much contrast to mine. Everything will change.

 

[CyberPunk]

Veejay sits with his head buried in his hands, lost deep in some thought. His thoughts are interrupted however.

Saffron: Hey… Why are you sitting here all by yourself?

Veejay doesn’t look up.

Veejay: Please leave me alone. I need some time to me.

Saffron: No. What you need is some fresh air. Come with me.

Saffron drags Veejay by his arm. Eventually giving in to his wife’s request, Veejay follows Saffron to the outside.

Veejay: At least tell me where we are going?

Saffron: On a walk. You need it more than anything. Come.

Saffron takes Veejay to a nearby park. Veejay sees people laughing, kids playing, couples cuddling kind of things. He still has a grim look.

Saffron: So tell me. What’s the matter? Why are you so… grim?

Veejay: No, nothing. I’m not grim.

Saffron: Don’t lie to me. What is it?

Veejay: You’re nothing if not persistent. I was thinking about the whole situation between Mikey and Eve and …

Saffron: And?

Veejay: You know Eve wants to leave, right?

Saffron: Yes.

Veejay: And Mikey is devastated.

Saffron: Understandable. I mean, as far as I know, he loves him a lot. And if she leaves like that, he is bound to be sad about it.

Veejay: I know that. But it’s something else. Recently I bumped into him. Thought I could cheer him up. While we were talking, I jokingly asked if I’m next in line for the WZCW world championship. His answer, however, left me wondering if he’s true.

Saffron: What did he say?

Veejay: He was disturbed, may be broken. He says titles don’t matter. He said he’d swap every title he ever won just to get Eve back. I just kept wondering if he was right. I mean, being a world champion is a pretty big deal. But then I also know that if it that had to happen to me, if somehow you ever were to leave me, I’ll be devastated.

Saffron: As if I’m going anywhere. You’re worrying too much. It’s a low point for him. He’ll bounce back. You should think of your opportunity.

Veejay: Yeah. About that. I still don’t know if teaming up with Vee is the best course of action. I mean I know it’s a shot at the tag team title and all, but I’ve always been a solo guy. I don’t know if I can trust him. Plus going against someone like Tony and Xaitlyn, especially Tony’s manager at the ring side. Too many variables in this.

Saffron: Come on, Veejay! When have variables stopped you from doing anything? You’re just being paranoid. To even things out, if you wish, I can be at ringside.

Veejay: Nah! That’s fine. You’re right though. May be I’m just being paranoid. With me being robbed of so many chances in recent past, I just don’t know who to trust anymore.

Saffron: So let me be there.

Veejay: No, it’s fine. Besides, if anything, it may distract me as I’d be worries about your safety. Ringside is not exactly the safest place.

Saffron: You think I can’t take care of myself?

Veejay: Of course you can. I ju…

A jogger bumps into Veejay. As she goes down, Veejay catches hold of her.

Veejay: I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you at…

Veejay is frozen as if he has seen a ghost.

Jogger lady: Hi… Veejay!

 

[ShinChan]

Xaitlyn reads the contract thoroughly for multiple times and then tries to reassure herself about this new partnership.

Xaitlyn: Since I don't want any misunderstandings in this partnership, I would like to repeat to you about what's written in the contract. It's clearly written that you, Anthony Mancini, will help me to find out my mentor's murderers and in return, I shall form a tag team with you.

Tony gasps in approval and responds in an affirmative manner.

Tony: I agree to the condition you put, and that's why I signed this contract. I think that we should talk about our match against Vee A.D.Z and Veejay now.

As soon as Xaitlyn hears Vee's name, she gets infuriated.

Xaitlyn: You're right, Anthony. I have faced Vee multiple times and I know what he's upto. I don't know anything about Veejay though.

Tony smirks at the mention of Veejay.

Tony: Fortunately, I have faced Veejay before and I know that he's just a Bollywood superstar who thinks that he's passionate about wrestling. Since we both know our opponents well, it's going to help us defeat them in the upcoming match.

Xaitlyn: Exactly, Anthony. Every wrestler has some strengths and weaknesses. What's interesting is that we both know these two attributes about our opponents. If we can curb their strengths and target their weaknesses, the victory lays at our feet.

Tony nods his agreement.

Tony: No wonder that I have defeated both of these guys at separate occasions. Veejay could be much better described as a choker instead of a fighter. What he doesn't understand is that WZCW is for real fighters and not actors. Actors are unsuitable for WZCW as real fight takes place here as opposed to the fake fights in Bollywood movies. He chokes on big occassions because he doesn't know how to cope up when the odds are stacked against him. And you know better about the other guy.

Xaitlyn stands up from her rocking chair and keeps Ennette on the chair itself who's consistently watching Tony while the conversation continues.

Xaitlyn: Vee claims that he possesses high level of IQ. But he's also a choker like Veejay. His only strength is that he knows how to gain full advantage of a particular moment. But if we don't provide him any chance, he won't be able to defeat us. That's what was proved in his last two PPV outings. At Unscripted, the quick-witted Titus didn't give him any chance to outsmart him. And the result was a humiliating defeat. Vee faced the similar result when he tried to eliminate me at Lethal Lottery. I skillfully dodged him which led to his own elimination. That's how we both can cope up with these two easily. Right, Anthony?

Tony: Yeah, I couldn't agree more with you. So, our strategy for the upcoming match is clear now. Noone can cost us the victory if we both are determined enough to win this match.

Xaitlyn: You just hit the nail on the head, Anthony.

Tony: I think that I already clarified you that only my parents referred me as Anthony. Noone else, so I would like you to call me Tony.

Xaitlyn doesn't respond to Tony and now moves towards the fireplace on top of which lies a framed photo of her affectionate mentor, Mr. Dean Broom. She bows to the photo and then proceeds to reply to Tony.

Xaitlyn: Ummmmm.... I would like you to know that I will continue to call you Anthony irrespective of your like or dislike.

Hearing this, Tony gets somewhat irritated whereas Xaitlyn continues to speak.

Xaitlyn: You shouldn't think that I want to offend you. Infact, Anthony is a much better name than Tony. I call you Anthony because I prefer it over Tony. I would like to quote William Shakespeare who said that
"What's in a name that which we call a rose,
By any other name would smell as sweet."

Tony seems to be impressed by Xaitlyn's reasoning. He responds to her while smiling heartily.

Tony: That's a quite logical counter statement. You can continue calling me Anthony. Now, let's give our best performance against Vee A.D.Z and Veejay so as to confirm a spot in the tag title match at Kingdom Come.

Xaitlyn: Of course. We can easily defeat them if we give our best output in the ring at Ascension 113.

Xaitlyn then points towards her mentor's photo and continues the conversation.

Xaitlyn: That person is Mr. Dean Broom, my respected mentor. He had a remarkable personality. He may have died for others but he's still alive in my heart. And my vict..... Nopes, Our victory shall serve as a commemoration to him.

Saying this, Xaitlyn shakes hand with Tony. Just when Tony is leaving the room, Xaitlyn reminds him in a loud manner, which is enough for Gino.

Xaitlyn: Don't forget, Anthony. I don't want any interference from your best friend Gino in any of our match. No matter what happens, Gino doesn't need to help both of us.

While Gino is going to respond to Xaitlyn, Tony stops him from doing so.

Tony: You don't worry about it, Xaitlyn. I will make sure that Gino doesn't interfere in our match. We both are warriors and we can beat the V-men fair and square in the ring without any shenanigans. Knights don't need any help, only cowards need such help.

Tony's reply is met with a smile from Xaitlyn. Ennette follows both of them while they leave the mansion. Gino is enraged and sees behind to show his anger but is met with Ennette rolling her tongue in and out, which creeps him out and he immediately runs outside of the mansion while Tony laughs at him.