Post by The Perfect Ten on Dec 11, 2011 17:43:18 GMT -5
How can one go from the top, to the bottom so quickly? The last match I had here before leaving was a Main Event... hell, one of my opponents was... my partner this week. Funny how things work like that. A big circle that just continues to go around over and over again, with others jumping into the mix in different places.
Of all fucking people, she had to run into Deruty.
Kaylyn shook her head while kicking her feet back and forth within the pool as she sat on the side of it looking down at the water, while leaning back upon her hands.
“My partner this week... is someone I usually would easily be able to trust... however, after seeing what has transpired the last few weeks, anyone she comes in contact with can not be trusted. Therefore, I might as well think of myself going into this match up alone.”
Her attire consisted of a white tank top, and a pair of cut off jean shorts, that rested high upon her thighs. Even though the weather was cold anymore, she had taken to coming into a heated room and relaxing by poolside. Hell, just because it was cold outside, didn't mean she was going to let it affect her luxuries.
“Deruty, I never had a problem with you before. Hell, we got along just well. Now however, I believe we have to have a little chat before our match. You see... right now I don't know where things lie with you. Hell, I was never one to be trusted before, however... you always trusted me. You were never one to second guess... but now I am second guessing you. Are you really going to take this match seriously, and not let Ashley get to you? Or do you plan to toss everything aside, and succumb to her will?
I admit, she definitely is an attractive lady, but looks can be deceiving. Just because she looks the part, and plays the part, doesn't mean she is as innocent and good as she seems. For all anyone knows she has deep dark secrets. Isn't that right Miss Davis? Well, how's about I fill the world in on those little secrets of yours? Like the fact that you...”
The feed was terminated before anything else was said.
When Kaylyn caught sight of her promotion for Slam, she blinked a few times before her hands clenched into fists..
“That tramp went and …. I can not believe she had it terminated. Now I can not speak willingly? Freely?! What the fuck is going on here?! I can't believe they are allowing this shit to go on!”
Kaylyn was fuming. Beyond fuming even. Sitting on the couch she tossed the remote at the television and groaned after hearing the sound that followed. Broken glass. A pop. Son of a bitch. She broke it.
“Great, and now I need to clean that up. Ugh. Can things get any worse?!”
She honestly didn't want to know the answer to that. Of course things could get worse, and knowing her luck as of late, they probably would. Shaking her head she moved to the computer and pulled up the show from last week, fast forwarding until her match was up. Just as Roy came down the ramp and stood at ringside. She went for the pin, her feet were pushed... but... the brass knuckles... She froze the screen with her sitting on the mat glaring at Roy. She knew she didn't bring them down to the ring with her. However, who would believe a thing like that. After all, no one is seen passing them to her, and she is well known for using such things. Of course she must have been the one to bring them into the match. Roy fucking Speed. He cost her a match by pushing her off the ropes, and by god.. he would pay for it. Pushing her hand off the side of the desk she leaned back as her chair took her in a little spin.
“What the hell am I going to do this week?”
She thought to herself aloud.
“Hell... I might just say fuck it and stay home. That would ensure I am not screwed over again.”
It was a good plan. At the same time... she knew she wouldn't miss an opportunity to step into the ring. What she would do however... is make sure that he was not going to screw her over in any way shape or form. Ashley would be at ringside, this much she knew.... Roy might show up as well... she had to do something about that... had to find a way to make sure he didn't interfere in her match at all... but how.
“Well well. I find myself at a loss for words for a change. That doesn't come often either. I mean hell... I never keep my mouth shut. That's what many have come to learn, but this week... I have so much on my mind that I am not sure where to begin. I keep asking myself... why did I bother to come back? That is easy enough. Competition. However... then I see everything that is going on... the shit that Ashley is pulling... and I ask myself... is it worth it?”
Kay sat there silent for a moment, spinning herself around on the chair once more. Still looking up at the ceiling.
“In one way... it's so not worth it. At the same time... I love a challenge... however, Ashley needs to step up her game if she thinks for a second that I will be caving any time soon. Hell... I will not be caving... at all! So bring on the games little Ashley, because I have plans for you.”
Kaylyn smirked as she looked away from the ceiling and stopped spinning to look at the camera.
“This week however... is just the beginning. Before I worry about you.. I have a match to worry about. I will deal with my partner, you had better believe that. But now... my opponents. I have seen what you both have had to say. Hell... I have seen what my partner has had to say as well... and where do I start? I guess... I shall give Reb the benefit of speaking to him first, after all.. he was the first one to speak out this week. Johnny, you stepped back into this business, alongside my partner this week of all people. You came back to help him out, and that can be applauded. However... where has it gotten you? For all you have done for others... you have found yourself pushed into a partnership that you wish not to be in. Surely your patience is running thin. We can see that much. Hell... In a sense, we are both in the same position... both tied up in partnerships we wish not to be within. The question is Johnny...do you have the balls to do something about it? Now, we all know I have no problem standing up to those that get in my way... and piss me off... but, do you have that within you still? Can you stand up to Doc and finally give him what he has coming to him?”
Kaylyn stretched her legs out in front of her, crossing them at the ankle before rocking them back and forth while she spoke once more.
“I guess we will all have to wait and see about that wont we? Until then, you find yourself teamed with him once more, and this time... to face myself, and Donald Deruty. I am glad to see you're ready for some real competition Johnny. That is saying something.. and I do hope you're ready to be defeated... hell, maybe this time it will be Doc laying on the canvas getting pinned. You just might get to look down at him in the end... and really decide if you're ready to do something about the mess you're in now.
After hearing what you had to say this week... I had to ask myself... would he really not lay a hand on me? Hunny... this is business. There will be men in the ring, as well as women, and you can not let the gentleman in you hold you back. If you want the win bad enough... you will not hesitate to put your hands on me. As much as I hate to... actually, I don't hate to say it. I will be putting my hands on you. Like I said... it's business. Nothing personal. I respect that you have not talked down to me like most have done. You see that I can hold my own, and am not afraid to step into the ring... no matter whom it is I am to be going against. Bravo to you Johnny. Keep that in mind however. I step into the ring to get things done. By any means... and you need to remember that when stepping into the ring with me.
Sure you might have Doc keeping you there doing all the work once more.. and if that is the case... then surely you will find yourself in the ring with me. Be ready for it.. because I don't plan on holding back. While this is just business... I have far too much going on right now to hold back and play nice. I am looking to make a statement... and that is that I am not one to be taken lightly.
I am not one to be fucked with.”
Kaylyn pushed up from the chair, uncrossing her legs in the process, and stood there stretching out for a moment. Relaxing her arms to her sides she took a step forward while speaking still.
“Now, I can see you have a lot on your mind this week as well Johnny... and I am sure that just like myself... you'll not let it get in the way of a win under your belt... even if someone else takes the credit for it. Everyone can see what you have done... what you still do. Anyone can say something... but the records are clear on what happened... and that is something that can not be changed. Unless of course the tapes were erased.”
Kaylyn smiled softly before shrugging.
“So Johnny, step up and be a man of the business. Be ready when you step into the ring, because I am coming.. and hard. There is no chance for mistake this week... I am done letting others fuck around with me.
That brings me to the one who is screwing with you... Doc Henry.”
Kaylyn laughed and shook her head lightly.
“Doc, do you think that what you say has any baring on things? Because you say it.. it must be true? Surely you do not think anyone stupid enough to believe that shit.. Hell.. I can say I am the best in the business... but that wouldn't make it true.
I see exactly what is going on with you. You get fired... and go ballistic “making a point” so that Corey actually went and hired you back. Bravo. You were able to attack people from behind. The only statement you made back then... was you were a pissed off coward.
After your return... what happened Doc? You had your matches... and hell... you even had a shot at my title at the time... and you underestimated me Doc. I retained my title and you were not too happy at all about that. You realized that you were not as good as you might have thought you were. You realized that some... were just that much better.
So now... WCF reopens it's doors and you had enough... you needed to change things to help you out.. so you went and “helped” Johnny out.. Helped my ass!
You got him into a partnership with you so that you stood a chance against your opponents. You're using him to do your dirty work. Using him to get some wins under your belt. Gotta give you credit where it's due... you know how to play people into your hand.
But... then again.. so do I. After all... I played many into my hand in the past. And I got away with it all just like you're doing now. The difference... I didn't make things as obvious. I did it with class. Something you know nothing about.”
Moving through the house she opened the back door and headed outside. Her bare feet meeting the cold ground beneath her, and the cold air placing goosebumps along her skin.
“You see Doc.. I don't let things get in my way. I fight back... and right now, I am ready to fight harder than ever. Why you might ask? Simply put.. because I can.
Unlike you... I don't need to sit back and try to bring my opponents down... hell, you bring yourself down a notch every time you open your mouth. Hell... should I play your game? Why not? You talk about everything you have done here... just like Deruty has done. Tell me something... you're so great... why is it someone so many years younger than you... has completed so much more? Quite simply because... he is the better of the two. Damn... it sucks when reality slaps one in the face like that don't it? Trust me.. I know all about slaps in the face. Hell... how's about I remind you just what one feels like?”
Kaylyn smirked before turning her back to the railing and leaning against it while she continued to talk, ignoring the cold that was bothering her body.
“You see boys.. the difference between myself and you... is I am focused, and ready for this match. I am focused on the NOW... not the THEN. I am not worrying about what happened days, weeks, months.. even years ago. That will be your downfall. You see boys, while you continue to worry about the past... or hell... even the future.. I am thinking about this week.. and only this week. I am not worried about ONE... I am not worried about what happened in the past. None of that matters at this point in time! What matters... is what happens in the ring this week.
What matters is how ones mind is set when stepping into the ring this week. And right now... it looks like my partner and I are ready for this match against the two of you.
The only thing I have to say regarding what Donald had to say this week... Deruty... Do not ask me to trust you. That is a word I don't believe in. I do not trust ANYONE. Well.. outside of myself that is. No one else matters. As long as I worry about myself, I will get through this just fine. I don't need to worry about Donald and if he will pull his share of the weight.. because I am ready to hold it all on myself. I am ready to step into the ring.. and not leave it at all.
Don't test me. Don't underestimate me... because it will be the last thing you do. I am on my way to the top once more, and I don't plan on letting anyone, or anything ruin it for me.
The only one that anyone can count on in life... is themselves. And I am surely able to count on myself. I know where I stand. I know where I fall... and I know how to get this shit done in the end this week. I am beyond ready to step into the ring against you boys... and this time... I am not leaving room for failure.”
Kaylyn moved and headed into the house slamming the door in the face of the camera locking it outside in the cold, and cutting the scene.
Of all fucking people, she had to run into Deruty.
Kaylyn shook her head while kicking her feet back and forth within the pool as she sat on the side of it looking down at the water, while leaning back upon her hands.
“My partner this week... is someone I usually would easily be able to trust... however, after seeing what has transpired the last few weeks, anyone she comes in contact with can not be trusted. Therefore, I might as well think of myself going into this match up alone.”
Her attire consisted of a white tank top, and a pair of cut off jean shorts, that rested high upon her thighs. Even though the weather was cold anymore, she had taken to coming into a heated room and relaxing by poolside. Hell, just because it was cold outside, didn't mean she was going to let it affect her luxuries.
“Deruty, I never had a problem with you before. Hell, we got along just well. Now however, I believe we have to have a little chat before our match. You see... right now I don't know where things lie with you. Hell, I was never one to be trusted before, however... you always trusted me. You were never one to second guess... but now I am second guessing you. Are you really going to take this match seriously, and not let Ashley get to you? Or do you plan to toss everything aside, and succumb to her will?
I admit, she definitely is an attractive lady, but looks can be deceiving. Just because she looks the part, and plays the part, doesn't mean she is as innocent and good as she seems. For all anyone knows she has deep dark secrets. Isn't that right Miss Davis? Well, how's about I fill the world in on those little secrets of yours? Like the fact that you...”
The feed was terminated before anything else was said.
When Kaylyn caught sight of her promotion for Slam, she blinked a few times before her hands clenched into fists..
“That tramp went and …. I can not believe she had it terminated. Now I can not speak willingly? Freely?! What the fuck is going on here?! I can't believe they are allowing this shit to go on!”
Kaylyn was fuming. Beyond fuming even. Sitting on the couch she tossed the remote at the television and groaned after hearing the sound that followed. Broken glass. A pop. Son of a bitch. She broke it.
“Great, and now I need to clean that up. Ugh. Can things get any worse?!”
She honestly didn't want to know the answer to that. Of course things could get worse, and knowing her luck as of late, they probably would. Shaking her head she moved to the computer and pulled up the show from last week, fast forwarding until her match was up. Just as Roy came down the ramp and stood at ringside. She went for the pin, her feet were pushed... but... the brass knuckles... She froze the screen with her sitting on the mat glaring at Roy. She knew she didn't bring them down to the ring with her. However, who would believe a thing like that. After all, no one is seen passing them to her, and she is well known for using such things. Of course she must have been the one to bring them into the match. Roy fucking Speed. He cost her a match by pushing her off the ropes, and by god.. he would pay for it. Pushing her hand off the side of the desk she leaned back as her chair took her in a little spin.
“What the hell am I going to do this week?”
She thought to herself aloud.
“Hell... I might just say fuck it and stay home. That would ensure I am not screwed over again.”
It was a good plan. At the same time... she knew she wouldn't miss an opportunity to step into the ring. What she would do however... is make sure that he was not going to screw her over in any way shape or form. Ashley would be at ringside, this much she knew.... Roy might show up as well... she had to do something about that... had to find a way to make sure he didn't interfere in her match at all... but how.
“Well well. I find myself at a loss for words for a change. That doesn't come often either. I mean hell... I never keep my mouth shut. That's what many have come to learn, but this week... I have so much on my mind that I am not sure where to begin. I keep asking myself... why did I bother to come back? That is easy enough. Competition. However... then I see everything that is going on... the shit that Ashley is pulling... and I ask myself... is it worth it?”
Kay sat there silent for a moment, spinning herself around on the chair once more. Still looking up at the ceiling.
“In one way... it's so not worth it. At the same time... I love a challenge... however, Ashley needs to step up her game if she thinks for a second that I will be caving any time soon. Hell... I will not be caving... at all! So bring on the games little Ashley, because I have plans for you.”
Kaylyn smirked as she looked away from the ceiling and stopped spinning to look at the camera.
“This week however... is just the beginning. Before I worry about you.. I have a match to worry about. I will deal with my partner, you had better believe that. But now... my opponents. I have seen what you both have had to say. Hell... I have seen what my partner has had to say as well... and where do I start? I guess... I shall give Reb the benefit of speaking to him first, after all.. he was the first one to speak out this week. Johnny, you stepped back into this business, alongside my partner this week of all people. You came back to help him out, and that can be applauded. However... where has it gotten you? For all you have done for others... you have found yourself pushed into a partnership that you wish not to be in. Surely your patience is running thin. We can see that much. Hell... In a sense, we are both in the same position... both tied up in partnerships we wish not to be within. The question is Johnny...do you have the balls to do something about it? Now, we all know I have no problem standing up to those that get in my way... and piss me off... but, do you have that within you still? Can you stand up to Doc and finally give him what he has coming to him?”
Kaylyn stretched her legs out in front of her, crossing them at the ankle before rocking them back and forth while she spoke once more.
“I guess we will all have to wait and see about that wont we? Until then, you find yourself teamed with him once more, and this time... to face myself, and Donald Deruty. I am glad to see you're ready for some real competition Johnny. That is saying something.. and I do hope you're ready to be defeated... hell, maybe this time it will be Doc laying on the canvas getting pinned. You just might get to look down at him in the end... and really decide if you're ready to do something about the mess you're in now.
After hearing what you had to say this week... I had to ask myself... would he really not lay a hand on me? Hunny... this is business. There will be men in the ring, as well as women, and you can not let the gentleman in you hold you back. If you want the win bad enough... you will not hesitate to put your hands on me. As much as I hate to... actually, I don't hate to say it. I will be putting my hands on you. Like I said... it's business. Nothing personal. I respect that you have not talked down to me like most have done. You see that I can hold my own, and am not afraid to step into the ring... no matter whom it is I am to be going against. Bravo to you Johnny. Keep that in mind however. I step into the ring to get things done. By any means... and you need to remember that when stepping into the ring with me.
Sure you might have Doc keeping you there doing all the work once more.. and if that is the case... then surely you will find yourself in the ring with me. Be ready for it.. because I don't plan on holding back. While this is just business... I have far too much going on right now to hold back and play nice. I am looking to make a statement... and that is that I am not one to be taken lightly.
I am not one to be fucked with.”
Kaylyn pushed up from the chair, uncrossing her legs in the process, and stood there stretching out for a moment. Relaxing her arms to her sides she took a step forward while speaking still.
“Now, I can see you have a lot on your mind this week as well Johnny... and I am sure that just like myself... you'll not let it get in the way of a win under your belt... even if someone else takes the credit for it. Everyone can see what you have done... what you still do. Anyone can say something... but the records are clear on what happened... and that is something that can not be changed. Unless of course the tapes were erased.”
Kaylyn smiled softly before shrugging.
“So Johnny, step up and be a man of the business. Be ready when you step into the ring, because I am coming.. and hard. There is no chance for mistake this week... I am done letting others fuck around with me.
That brings me to the one who is screwing with you... Doc Henry.”
Kaylyn laughed and shook her head lightly.
“Doc, do you think that what you say has any baring on things? Because you say it.. it must be true? Surely you do not think anyone stupid enough to believe that shit.. Hell.. I can say I am the best in the business... but that wouldn't make it true.
I see exactly what is going on with you. You get fired... and go ballistic “making a point” so that Corey actually went and hired you back. Bravo. You were able to attack people from behind. The only statement you made back then... was you were a pissed off coward.
After your return... what happened Doc? You had your matches... and hell... you even had a shot at my title at the time... and you underestimated me Doc. I retained my title and you were not too happy at all about that. You realized that you were not as good as you might have thought you were. You realized that some... were just that much better.
So now... WCF reopens it's doors and you had enough... you needed to change things to help you out.. so you went and “helped” Johnny out.. Helped my ass!
You got him into a partnership with you so that you stood a chance against your opponents. You're using him to do your dirty work. Using him to get some wins under your belt. Gotta give you credit where it's due... you know how to play people into your hand.
But... then again.. so do I. After all... I played many into my hand in the past. And I got away with it all just like you're doing now. The difference... I didn't make things as obvious. I did it with class. Something you know nothing about.”
Moving through the house she opened the back door and headed outside. Her bare feet meeting the cold ground beneath her, and the cold air placing goosebumps along her skin.
“You see Doc.. I don't let things get in my way. I fight back... and right now, I am ready to fight harder than ever. Why you might ask? Simply put.. because I can.
Unlike you... I don't need to sit back and try to bring my opponents down... hell, you bring yourself down a notch every time you open your mouth. Hell... should I play your game? Why not? You talk about everything you have done here... just like Deruty has done. Tell me something... you're so great... why is it someone so many years younger than you... has completed so much more? Quite simply because... he is the better of the two. Damn... it sucks when reality slaps one in the face like that don't it? Trust me.. I know all about slaps in the face. Hell... how's about I remind you just what one feels like?”
Kaylyn smirked before turning her back to the railing and leaning against it while she continued to talk, ignoring the cold that was bothering her body.
“You see boys.. the difference between myself and you... is I am focused, and ready for this match. I am focused on the NOW... not the THEN. I am not worrying about what happened days, weeks, months.. even years ago. That will be your downfall. You see boys, while you continue to worry about the past... or hell... even the future.. I am thinking about this week.. and only this week. I am not worried about ONE... I am not worried about what happened in the past. None of that matters at this point in time! What matters... is what happens in the ring this week.
What matters is how ones mind is set when stepping into the ring this week. And right now... it looks like my partner and I are ready for this match against the two of you.
The only thing I have to say regarding what Donald had to say this week... Deruty... Do not ask me to trust you. That is a word I don't believe in. I do not trust ANYONE. Well.. outside of myself that is. No one else matters. As long as I worry about myself, I will get through this just fine. I don't need to worry about Donald and if he will pull his share of the weight.. because I am ready to hold it all on myself. I am ready to step into the ring.. and not leave it at all.
Don't test me. Don't underestimate me... because it will be the last thing you do. I am on my way to the top once more, and I don't plan on letting anyone, or anything ruin it for me.
The only one that anyone can count on in life... is themselves. And I am surely able to count on myself. I know where I stand. I know where I fall... and I know how to get this shit done in the end this week. I am beyond ready to step into the ring against you boys... and this time... I am not leaving room for failure.”
Kaylyn moved and headed into the house slamming the door in the face of the camera locking it outside in the cold, and cutting the scene.
