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Off Camera
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It’s funny
how things work out sometimes. Back at
Olympus, Julia Braddock Noel was gifted with a shot at a new championship, the
UWA Hybrid Championship. She had done
little to nothing to earn the title shot and she still felt guilty about
possessing it even after she defeated Abigail Lindsey at Olympus to become its
first title holder. But as time went on
and she defended the championship against the likes of Danny Darko and fought
side by side with Victoria Salinas against the UWA World Tag Team Champions
Ginger Nation, Julia has come to not just believe in herself again, she has not
only regained her own self-confidence, but she is proud of her reign as UWA
Hybrid Champion.
Now
Sectioned is just on the horizon and Julia’s Hybrid Championship has earned her
a place in the Elimination Chamber Match that features each and every singles
title holder defending their gold. Based
on how the eliminations occur, you could leave with the Hybrid Championship,
the Queen of the Ring Championship, or the X-Class Championship…
…but Julia
has her eyes set on the top prize. If
you win the chamber match, you leave as the UWA World Champion and for Julia,
who has a rich wrestling background and history, and has yet never held a world
championship herself, this would be the single biggest win of her career.
There is a
downside, though. Julia cannot afford to
be among the first two eliminated from the match. The first two eliminated will leave with
nothing. Thus Julia could walk in as
Hybrid Champion and walk out as World Champion, or she could walk in as Hybrid
Champion and walk out with nothing.
It truly is
a big gamble for The Kensington Knockout but, at the same time, she knows she
has the ability to get the job done, even against such great talents as X-Class
Champion Alana Starr, Queen of the Ring Champion Myra Lynwood, former Queen of
the Ring Champion Selena Frost, even the newcomer Ricky Octavius.
And of
course you cannot forget the world champion herself, Vanilla Skyy. Julia would like nothing more than to be the
one who dethrones her to become UWA World Champion.
It’s the
goal of any professional wrestler worth their salt. Julia now sees that dream ahead of her, just
over the horizon, inside the elimination chamber. And despite the potential risk involved,
despite the possibility of leaving with nothing at all, the fact that she is
Hybrid Champion, the fact that she has a shot at the world championship, the
fact that she is in the main event of Sectioned, all of this makes Julia
absolutely thrilled to be alive.
And it adds
to her overly optimistic attitude about the future.
Julia has
other reasons to be optimistic as well.
She recently made a career move in hiring a new manager to deal with her
career. On this lovely morning in Miami,
Florida, Julia Alexis Braddock-Noel stands in front of a mirror, primping and
preening, admiring herself as she prepares to go about her day. She has a meeting with her new manager this
morning and she wants to look her best.
She is
wearing a floral print midi dress with a sweetheart neckline; the hemline stops
just below the knee. Her feet are
encased in five inch peep toe ankle strap black high heel shoes. Her long beautiful blonde hair hangs
unrestrained to below her shoulders. A
confident, almost smug, grin is on her face as she gazes into her own eyes
through the mirror.
“This is going to be a great day.”
Julia makes
a kissing motion with her lips. Just
then she hears a knocking at the door.
Braddock-Noel sighs but that smile still remains on her face as she
turns to face the door.
“I wonder who that could be?”
She
approaches the door confidently.
“Glenn!
Uncle Glenn, is that you?”
She reaches
out with her hand and turns the knob.
She pulls the door open and frowns upon seeing mother standing there in
the doorway. No, not Aphrodite Noel;
it’s Julia’s birthmother, Mary Ford.
That frown Julia had on her face immediately turns into a sneer.
“What are you doing here?”
“Hello, Julia.”
Braddock-Noel
attempts to shut the door on her but Mary sticks her foot out to block it.
“Please, Julia, can I come in and talk?”
“We have nothing to talk about!”
“You’re wrong. There’s plenty we need to talk about.”
Julia keeps
pushing at the door but to no avail.
Mary is going nowhere and, as Julia finally realizes this herself, she
sighs and opens the door back up and steps aside, allowing Mary to step
inside. Mary cautiously steps inside the
hotel room and smiles warmly at her daughter.
“Thank you, Julia.”
“Whatever.
Just find a place to sit down.”
Mary looks
around the room. She nods, looking
impressed at the nice suite she has purchased for her stay in Miami.
“Nice place you have here, sweetie.”
“Can the small talk and find a seat.”
Mary sighs
and walks over to a sliding glass door that leads to the balcony. She slides it open and steps outside. Two chairs are out there on the balcony. Mary sits down in one. Julia follows Mary outside and then gazes
down at her mother.
“Comfy?”
“Quite.”
“Good, now let’s get this over with.”
Julia sits
down in the chair next to Mary. This
entire time her eyes never leave Mary.
She continues to glare angrily at her.
“Back to my
original question. What is it that you
want?”
“Julia, I
just…”
Mary shakes
her head.
“…I don’t understand you at all. There is a reason I came here to see you, but
why can’t we just sit here and catch up before we get to that?”
“There is no catching up…Mary.”
Using her
first name as opposed to ‘mom’, ‘mother’, or any other maternal title is stinging
for Mary.
“You remind me so much of your uncle.”
Mary
chuckles.
“You have a great deal of that Braddock
nature in you, Julia.”
“Quit calling me that!”
“Calling you what? A Braddock?
That’s what you are, my dear.”
“No!
I’m…”
Julia sighs
and shakes her head.
“Look, you came here to talk. So just talk.
What do you want?”
Mary’s eyes
are full of tears but she is successfully fighting them back as she collects
her thoughts.
“Julia, I know I have done wrong to you…to
your father…to your uncle. “
“Is that what this is about? Stating the obvious? I know you’ve done wrong, Mary. You don’t need to remind me.”
“Let me finish.”
Julia folds
her arms over her chest.
“Fine.
Finish.”
“Julia, I did love your uncle Glenn. And I also loved your father.”
“Then why did you cheat on both of them with
the other?!”
“Please, let me finish.”
Julia rolls
her eyes as Mary continues.
“I did love them both. No one understood that, especially not Glenn
and Peter. And I can’t blame them. They shouldn’t have to share me. It was unfair of me to try to hide the
affair.”
Mary reaches
up with her hand wipes a tear from her eye.
“And it was wrong of me to let you live your
entire life thinking you were someone else’s child. I just…”
Mary shakes
her head.
“…I just want another chance. I want to try and make it up to you. I want to earn your trust again and earn the
trust of the Braddock family again.”
“You want to earn my trust?”
Julia
chuckles. Mary nods her head.
“Yes.”
“You want to earn the trust of the Braddock
family?”
“Yes.”
With a wave
of her arm she motions to the crowd of people on the beach off in the distance.
“Do you see those people out there?”
“Yes, I see them. What about them?”
“Those people have no idea about the
Braddock family other than what they see on television. They’ve seen my sister Glory win world
championships galore and earn her way into Halls of Fame. They’ve seen me only recently begin to make
my mark by becoming UWA Hybrid Champion at Olympus and now at Sectioned in the
Elimination Chamber I could win my first world championship. But that’s all those people know about the
Braddock family and perhaps that’s why they cheer so much, because if they knew
the truth…”
Julia sneers
as she stands up out of her chair. She walks
over to the railing and stares out at the Miami skyline.
“…if they knew the truth about the Braddock
family, then I would be detested.”
“Now that’s not true.”
Mary stands
up as well. She places a hand on Julia’s
shoulder.
“You are a proud member of the Braddock
family. You are honorable. Far more honorable than your sister Glory.”
“I am NOT a Braddock!”
Julia spins
around, swatting Mary’s hand away. The
look in Julia’s eyes is one of anger and rage.
Mary’s face is one of sheer fear as Julia starts towards her. Mary slowly backs away, back into the hotel
room through the sliding glass doors.
Julia follows her inside.
“I told you, do NOT call me a Braddock!”
“Julia, please, just calm down!”
“I am not a Braddock!”
She reaches
out and grabs Mary by the throat.
“I only go by that name in a wrestling ring
because the sheep respect that name. I
cannot look myself in the mirror knowing that I share a bloodline with people
like Glenn, Peter, and you, who enjoyed that disgusting love affair. I cannot look myself in the mirror knowing
that I share a bloodline with a woman like Glory Braddock who currently has a
massive power trip.”
Julia
roughly throws Mary onto the floor. She
angrily points an accusatory finger at her.
“I am not a Braddock and you are not my
mother! My mother is Aphrodite Noel and
I am a NOEL! Get it?!”
Mary is
clearly cowering, praying that Julia’s attack is over.
“Please, Julia…please…”
Julia
watches her birthmother beg for mercy as she sees this, her own anger slowly dissipates. She realizes what she has done and she backs
away towards the king sized bed. She
sits down on the bed and buries her face in her hands.
“Leave…”
“Julia, I just…”
“LEAVE!”
Mary doesn’t
ask a second time. She just gets up to
her feet and walks towards the door. She
opens the door and makes her exit while there is still time. Julia then looks up and sighs.
“What is wrong with me? I…could have…I almost made a huge mistake…”
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Scene 2
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It’s a
bright sunny day in Miami, Florida. The
UWA has come here to put on its latest pay per view offering Sectioned,
featuring the massive elimination chamber match in which all four singles
championships will be up for grabs…
…the Queen
of the Ring Championship held by Myra Lynwood…
…the X-Class
Championship held by Alana Starr…
…the World
Championship held by Vanilla Skyy…
…and the
Hybrid Championship held by Julia Braddock.
Julia may not hold the most prestigious of the championships in this
match, that honor goes to Vanilla Skyy, but Julia, like everyone else in this
match, sees this as an opportunity to cement herself in UWA history by becoming
UWA World Champion.
For Julia,
though, this match takes on an extra added significance due to her own
background. Her sister, Glory Braddock,
has held multiple world championships in multiple companies. Her uncle and trainer, Glenn Braddock, was a
famous British amateur wrestling champion and Olympian. But what accolades and achievements does
Julia have?
The UWA
Hybrid Championship. That’s it, so far.
The fact
that she has never held a world championship before in her life, despite coming
from a rich wrestling background, does eat away at her. It gnaws away at her. She wants to be world champion worse than
anything anyone can ever imagine. And
yet the dichotomy in all of this is Julia’s recent issues that she has had with
her Braddock heritage.
On camera
Julia puts up a good front that she is a proud member of the Braddock family
but in reality she questions the Braddock family morals. She isn’t sure whether or not she wants to be
a Braddock any longer. She only uses the
name on screen because it is respected.
Her true legal name is Julia Alexis Noel.
It’s a
strange issue to have to deal with, one that goes back to Mary Ford, Julia’s
birthmother who had an affair with Peter Braddock while still married to Glenn
Braddock. There is one individual who
can, perhaps, understand Julia’s dilemma…
…Julia’s new
manager, who happens to also be Mary’s niece, Kayla Jones.
Julia finds
herself sitting at a small white table in a coffee shop in Miami, Florida. There is a cup of coffee sitting in front of
her and another cup of coffee sitting in front of an empty chair. That spot will not be empty very long. Julia waits patiently but her eyes light up
as she sees her new manager, also by chance her cousin, Kayla Jones, walking
towards her.
“Kayla!”
“Julia!”
Julia gets
up out of her chair as Kayla approaches, wearing a white blazer, black blouse,
and black skirt. Her feet are encased in
black high heeled pumps and her long red hair hangs unrestrained to shoulder
length. The two women meet at the table
and embrace in a tight hug.
“It’s great to see you, Julia! I’m glad you made up so early!”
Julia
chuckles lightly.
“I have nothing better to do.”
“Except train for a certain world title
match, right?”
Julia grins
knowingly.
“Yeah, exactly. Hopefully I’ll win.”
Kayla sits
down in the chair, Julia follows suit as she sits back down.
“I have the utmost confidence in you, my
newest client.”
Kayla grins
knowingly as she takes a sip of her coffee.
“Thanks for the coffee, by the way.”
“No problem.
I’m just glad you’re willing to represent me.”
“Julia, you are a tremendous talent and a
great athlete. Not to mention your background
as a Braddock. You are also the reigning
UWA Hybrid Champion. What agent wouldn’t
want to represent you? Besides…”
Jones
smirks.
“We are cousins, after all.”
“True enough. But that does bring up something that’s
bothering me…”
Kayla arches
her brow.
“Oh?”
Julia shakes
her head.
“It’s nothing.”
“Julia, as your agent you need to have your
head clear before going into that chamber match with your title and all of the
other titles on the line. As your family
and friend I want to help you, so if something is bothering let’s get it out in
the open and deal with it now. Keeping
things bottled up is bad in the long run, trust me.”
Julia sighs
and nods her head.
“Well, it…it has to do with Mary.”
“Mary?
As in Mary Ford? My aunt?”
“Yeah, that Mary.”
Kayla
sighs. She takes another sip of
coffee. She knows all too well about the
history of the promiscuity of Mary Ford.
She also knows about how Mary and her children, Julia and Glory, have
been seemingly torn apart. Their
relationship is seemingly irreparable due to Mary’s actions. Nothing Julia can tell her about Mary can
surprise her.
“What has she done now?”
“She…um…well she stopped by my hotel room
this morning.”
“This morning?”
Julia nods
her head.
“Yeah, right before I left to come here…she
came in for a visit.”
“What did she want?”
“She wanted…”
Julia,
clearly in emotional pain, shuts her eyes tightly.
“…she wanted to make things right between
us.”
“So what happened?”
Julia opens
her eyes, now with tears filling them.
Kayla hands her a napkin which she uses to wipe the tears from her eyes
before she continues.
“Mary wanted to talk, I truly believe it,
but I was having none of it. I just
would not listen to her.”
“I take it things didn’t end well then?”
Julia shakes
her head.
“No, they didn’t.”
She holds up
her hands.
“I took these hands and wrapped them around
her throat.”
Kayla
gasps. She was preparing herself for
anything but even she did not expect this.
But Julia is not done yet…
“Then I threw her onto the ground!”
Julia starts
weeping.
“I don’t…I just don’t know Kayla…”
“You don’t know what?”
“I don’t know who I am! But I do know that’s not me. That’s not like me. I do not do that. And yet…”
Kayla sighs.
“And yet you did do that.”
Julia nods
her head.
“Yeah…”
“Julia, we are all capable of terrible
things. Your mother, your birthmother
that is, she cheated on your uncle Glenn Braddock with Peter Braddock. You need to accept that you come from an
affair, but that doesn’t mean you have to be defined by it.”
Kayla
reaches out and takes Julia’s hands, squeezing them tightly.
“You are a strong, powerful, independent
young woman who is capable of great things.
That’s who you are.”
A weak smile
crosses Julia’s lips.
“Thanks, Kayla. I appreciate that.”
“I meant every word.”
Julia takes
a sip of her coffee and sighs.
“It’s just so refreshing, you know?”
“What is?”
“Not having someone else push you to do a
certain thing, not having someone try to make your decisions for you. That’s what I love about as my agent,
Kayla. You promised to let me make my
own decisions. Unlike Henry…”
Kayla nods
her head. The “Henry” Julia is referring
to is none other than Dr. Henry Van Stanton, Julia’s former agent whom she
fired a couple of months ago.
“You told me something about that. What exactly did he do?”
“He tried to tell me who I had to be. He wanted me to deny my Noel family.”
Kayla nods
her head.
“I see, he wanted you to just be a Braddock
period. Not a Braddock on television but
a Noel everywhere else?”
“Exactly.
He has no right to make my decisions for me.”
“I agree whole-heartedly, but Julia, this
goes right back to what I was telling you earlier. You have to accept who you are and where you
come from. Aphrodite Noel can adopt you. She make it perfectly legal and
everything. But Braddock blood still
flows through your veins and it may very well be Braddock blood that gets you
through that elimination chamber…but that’s just my professional opinion.”
Julia nods
her head.
“Understood, but regardless of how I do it,
I will get through the chamber and win the title and I’m going to do it MY
way…not Henry’s, not Glenn’s, not Mary’s, and I’m sorry Kayla, but not even
your way.”
Kayla
smirks.
“I wouldn’t want it any other way.”
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Scene 3
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The lights
in the arena in Miami, Florida are all on.
It’s even brighter in the squared circle, the wrestling ring set up in
the center, surrounding by thousands upon thousands of chairs. A long steel ramp leads up to a curtain and a
video screen above the curtain. But
what’s odd about this arena?
It’s
completely abandoned. All of these seats
are empty. Not a soul is here.
Well, except
for one Julia Alexis Braddock-Noel, who finds herself sitting in a blue steel
folding chair at ringside, just next to the steel steps that lead up to the
ring apron. Most might find it curious
as to how they got here. For some
reason, Julia does not think much of it.
It’s almost as if it’s just accepted fact for her that she is here in this
empty arena and that is good enough for her.
Even if she
is all alone.
Julia isn’t
alone for very long. Suddenly with a
bright flashing light two people appear inside of the wrestling ring. Both are of the same height. Both are wearing the same wrestling
gear. Both have the same face…
…Julia’s
face.
In fact, the
only real difference between these two women happen to be the hair. One woman is pure blonde while the other is
blonde at the top with rainbow colored tips.
Julia herself, sitting on the outside of the ring, had no cause for
concern at first, but now she is worried.
Now she is nervous. Who wouldn’t
be nervous upon seeing two women who appear to be her identical twins standing
inside of a wrestling ring about to face off against one another?
The two
women meet in the center of the ring and trade right hands. The blonde gets the upper hand, backing the
multi-colored woman up against the ropes.
She goes for an Irish Whip but the multi-colored one reverses. The multi-colored woman lowers her head for a
back drop but the blonde kicks her square in the face and follows it up with a
short arm clothesline.
The kick
echoes throughout the empty arena and sends shivers down the spine of Julia
Noel. She continues to watch with awe as
the fight progresses.
The
multi-colored woman scrambles back to her feet only to get met with a dropkick,
a superkick, and then a spear into mounted punches. The blonde continues her mounted punches on
the multi-colored female until blood begins to come from her forehead. The blonde then gets up and looks at the
blood on her hands. She smirks as she
licks the blood off with her tongue.
Julia,
meanwhile, shivers with disgust.
The blonde
female waits as the multi-colored female gets to her feet. The blonde drives the woman’s face into her
knees with Julia InExcelsisDeo, Julia’s own version of the codebreaker. The blonde female pulls her adversary up to
her feet and sets her up and drops her square on her head with the Glorification,
a version of the unprettier.
Julia shoots
up out of her chair.
“Just finish her, already! It’s over!”
Julia’s
blonde clone heard her but shakes her head.
She climbs up to the second rope on a nearby corner. She waits as the other female tries to get
back to her feet.
“No!
Don’t!”
Eventually
the multi-colored female does get up.
She turns around and then the blonde leaps off and connects with a
flip-over neck breaker, a move Julia calls the Queen’s Ransom.
“Ok!
Now end it! Please!”
Still the
blonde shakes her head and mutters the word “no” under her breath. The blonde clone then takes the multi-colored
clone and locks her up in a guillotine choke, the submission Julia likes to
call The Guillotine. She keeps it locked
in long enough that eventually it becomes clear her adversary has passed
out. Finally she releases the hold and
stands back up, facing down Julia who gazes up at her from the outside of the
ring.
“Ok, you won…it’s over.”
The blonde
snickers nastily. She picks up her
adversary by the head and then, in one swift, inhuman like move, she snaps the
neck of the adversary.
“NOOOOOO!”
Julia slides
into the ring and rushes to the side of the woman whose neck has just been
snapped. She gazes deep into her
lifeless eyes. It’s clear she is dead. Julia stands back up and glares deep into the
eyes of her blonde clone who has perpetrated this heinous act.
“What did you do?! Why did you do this?!”
“I merely put her out of her misery.”
This is the
first time the victorious Julia clone has spoken during this fight. At least the first time Julia heard her.
“What the hell does that mean?”
“Exactly what it sounds like.”
She points
down at her fallen adversary.
“That is…or rather WAS…a weak, pathetic
excuse of a human being. That used to be
the weak, pathetic incarnation of yourself…”
She pokes
Julia in the chest.
“…Julia Braddock.”
“I am NOT weak!”
The clone
chuckles, as if amused by Julia’s bravado.
“You are not as weak as her, but you are
weak because you will not embrace the truth.
I could take you down almost as easily as I took her down.”
“Oh yeah?”
The clone
nods her head.
“Yes.”
“Try me!”
The clone
rushes in. Julia catches her in a deep
arm drag into an arm bar. That small
success does not last long before the clone counters into an arm bar of her
own. She then lifts her up onto her feet
in a hammerlock and then slams her back down onto the mat with a hammerlock
suplex. The clone gets up, grinning from
ear to ear. Julia pushes herself up.
“At least you put up more of a fight than
she did.”
Julia shakes
her head.
“Who are you? And what do you want?”
“Who I am is not important. What I want to do for you is important.”
“For me?”
The clone
nods her head.
“Yes, I wish to help you.”
Julia
sneers.
“How can you help me?!”
“I can answer all of your questions my
dear.”
Julia
frowns.
“Questions?”
“You are confused, are you not? And that is perfectly understandable. You have your uncle Glenn Braddock telling
you one thing about how to behave, you have your sister Glory telling you
something else about how to behave, then you have your birthmother returning
from out of the blue and she tells you how to behave, your legal mother tells
you how to behave…”
Julia shakes
her head.
“Mother does not tell me how to behave. She…”
“Oh yes she does. Aphrodite tells you how to behave. She told you not to get involved with Glory
Braddock, am I correct?”
Julia sighs
and nods her head, admitting that the clone is right.
“Yeah…”
“And you went along with her, like a good
girl should.”
She smirks.
“And how can we forget your new agent Kayla
Jones…”
“But Kayla wants what’s best for me.”
“So says you. But how do you know? How do you know any of them want what’s truly
best for you? Or perhaps they all want
to control you?”
Again Julia
shakes her head.
“No, you’re wrong.”
The clone
smirks.
“You don’t sound very convincing.”
Julia looks
angrily towards her clone.
“And what say you?”
“I say that YOU are a Noel and that YOU are
royalty.”
Julia rolls
her eyes.
“Now you sound like my sister.”
“Your sister cares nothing for the Noel
family, nor does she know anything about being royalty. She just wants power and nothing more. This is about more than just power, Julia, this
is about respect, and right now no one respects Glory. And no one respects Aphrodite.”
She points a
finger at Julia.
“But they will respect you, if you accept
who you are.”
“And who am I?”
“You are Julia Alexis Noel, first-chosen of
Queen Aphrodite, and the rightful heir to the Camelot throne.”
Julia shakes
her head vehemently.
“Nooooooo!!!!!”
Julia sits
up in bed screaming in fear. Sweat rolls
off of her face as she tries to regain her bearings. She looks around and sees that she is in her
hotel room. It’s in the middle of the
afternoon. She’s had her meeting with
her agent and cousin Kayla Jones. She
came home and must have dozed off. She’s
still wearing the same sundress from earlier.
She gets up
off of the bed she had been lying on and walks over to the mirror. She gazes at herself in the mirror and then,
as she looks at herself, a grin forms across her face.
“…Worship Me…”
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We open in
front of a UWA logo backdrop. Trumpets
are heard playing a regal sounding music, music fit for a queen. It isn’t long before the UWA Hybrid Champion
Julia Braddock steps into view from stage left.
Julia is wearing a red shimmering crew neck short sleeve sheath cocktail
dress that features allover sequins. Her
feet are encased in strappy black high heeled sandals. Her long gorgeous blonde hair is pulled up
into a gorgeous hair styling. Braddock
proudly displays her UWA Hybrid Championship title belt by draping it over her
right shoulder. She stops as soon as she
reaches the center of the scene. Julia
turns to face the camera. We see the
cool, confident look that is etched across her face.
“You can fault David Helms and Drew Bryant
for many things, but one thing you cannot fault them for is for the
opportunities they give people here in UWA.
Case in point, the main event of Olympus saw Victoria Salinas given the
opportunity of a lifetime to walk right into UWA and in just under a few weeks
main event the number one event of the year.”
“Sectioned is now coming up and once again
opportunities abound thanks to the infinite wisdom of Helms and Bryant. What we have is an elimination chamber match
where every single championship is on the line.
The World Championship, defended by Vanilla Skyy…the X-Class
championship, defended by Alana Starr…the Queen of the Ring championship,
defended by Myra Lynwood…”
Julia pats
the championship belt over her own right shoulder.
“…and the Hybrid Championship, defended by
yours truly, The Kensington Knockout.”
Julia sighs.
“And yet heading into Olympus, I wasn’t even
certain that I belonged in this industry.
As I began my journey here in UWA, a journey that began when the
Independent Wrestling Cartel was still in existence, a journey that continued
when we became our own organization, a journey for me that perhaps could
culminate at Sectioned in the elimination chamber, but as I began that journey
I was not even certain that I deserved to be in the sport of pro-wrestling at
all let alone in the UWA. I questioned
myself, I doubted my abilities, and I just wasn’t sure if I was good enough.”
“Bryant and Helms basically gifting me a
shot at the Hybrid Championship at Olympus without me having to earn it made
things worse. In my mind I didn’t
deserve to be there at Olympus competing for a championship. I truly believed that the UWA should just
give this championship, my Hybrid Championship, to Abigail Lindsey and just get
it over with.”
A smirk
forms across Julia’s face.
“But then something amazing happened. I defeated Abigail Lindsey. Abigail Lindsey, Serenity, whatever you want
to call her, she is a former world champion and I defeated her to become the
UWA Hybrid Champion. And that was the
moment that things began to turn around for me.
I hadn’t yet realized it fully, but at that moment when my hand was
raised and I was announced as the first ever UWA Hybrid Champion, I began to
get a little bit of my self-confidence back.”
“My first title defense was against Danny
Darko. Yeah, THE Danny Darko. I beat him too. And while we didn’t earn it the way we wanted
to, myself and Vicky Salinas earned a non-title victory over the world tag team
champions.”
“In short, I went on a major league roll
ever since winning this championship.
And with each victory, more and more of my confidence returned. But the peak really hit when I sat at home,
staring at my title belt, thinking to myself that I could enter the elimination
chamber with that belt, my first title since joining Uprising, and I could
leave with nothing. I again had doubts,
as I asked myself if I really belonged in the chamber with the five other
competitors in the match.”
Julia nods
her head.
“The answer, I realized, is that yes, I do
belong in that chamber with all five of them.
Do I belong in the ring with Ricky Octavius? You bet I do.
He’s a rookie fresh from the ante-up academy. He’s still green and too new to this
sport. I won’t insult his ability by
saying he lucked up in winning a four way to get into the chamber…”
She shakes
her head.
“Luck had nothing to do with it. Ricky is good, damn good, and he deserves all
of the props he can get. But he was
lucky for getting INCLUDED in the match.
There were many others who could have got that spot. Rachel Lee…Marie Jones…Vicky Salinas…I could
go on and on…”
“…but you were lucky enough to get included
in the match. While your ability won you
the match, your luck got you in the match.
Just remember that. I was never
gifted with an opportunity to earn my way into the chamber. I earned it through the hard work and dedication
of becoming UWA Hybrid Champion and proudly defending it. In other words…”
“…you’re just plain out of your league.”
“Now someone who isn’t necessarily out of
her league is Selena Frost. She is a
very accomplished athlete, she’s won the Best of the Best Tournament in SCW and
has been SCW Adrenaline Champion as well as SCW World Tag Team Champion. She is a former UWA Queen of the Ring
Champion. Point is, she knows how to win
on the grand stage. You even beat me in
IWC. It’ll be an honor to share that
ring…errr chamber…with you yet again.”
Her grin
turns into frown.
“But Selena, you’re another one who got here
on sheer luck. You were ready to quit
when David Helms practically handed you a spot in the chamber on a silver
platter. Ricky, you see, belongs in the
chamber. I do think he is out of his
league, but he belongs in the chamber because he earned his way here. But you…”
She points
at the camera as if pointing directly at Selena Frost herself.
“…you earned nothing. Your last match was a loss to Myra
Lynwood. Remember? That was when you LOST the Queen of the Ring
Championship to her. And don’t bring up
how you deserve a rematch because Marie Jones never got her rematch after
losing the world title to Vanilla, yet Marie wasn’t given a spot in the
chamber. Only one person was given a
spot in the chamber that she didn’t earn and that’s you.”
“All of the outrage over the fact that you
got this spot in the chamber is justified.
Even your friends are forced to acknowledge that you do not belong in
the chamber. Dawn Lohan even admitted
it. That should tell you something,
Selena. So if you want something to
believe in, believe in the fact that you do not belong here, believe that I DO
belong here, and believe that you will not walk away with the world
championship if I have anything to say about it.”
“Now there’s Myra Lynwood, the woman who
beat Selena for the Queen of the Ring Championship. Congratulations, Myra…”
Julia slowly
golf claps for Myra.
“…congratulations on defeating Selena, I’m
sure there are a great many people out there who are thrilled with what you
did. Congratulations also on your new
alliance with Silas Mason and Rachel Lee.
Congratulations on setting yourself up for failure.”
Julia sighs
and shakes her head.
“It’s sad, really. For someone who prides herself on being so
smart, so brilliant, so cunning, you are so stupid. Let me tell you a brief story about World War
2. Adolf Hitler told Josef Stalin that
they would be equal partners. Hitler
promised never to invade the Soviet Union.
What happened? Do you know your
history, Myra? Well let me tell you what
happened…gullible little Stalin was invaded by Hitler’s Germany a few years
later.”
“Now I’m not necessarily saying Silas is
like Hitler and you’re like Stalin…”
Julia pauses
for a moment and scratches her chin.
Then she shrugs her shoulders.
“…actually, yeah, Silas is pretty much
Hitler and you pretty much are Stalin.
If you think Silas can be trusted you are just as much a gullible fool
as Stalin was. And just like Stalin, you
will get screwed over by Silas Mason.
Then there’s Rachel. You both
want the same thing. You both want the
world championship. And both of you
can’t hold the title. If it ever comes
down to the day where you two are competing against one another for the world
title, aren’t you the least little bit concerned over who he will side
with? Will he side with you or the woman
he originally made a deal with? Or
maybe, just maybe, he’ll go with the winner and if Rachel becomes world
champion, you’ll be cast aside like yesterday’s garbage.”
“So in a way, you have the most lose here in
this match. Ricky just got his start
with UWA. He’s lucky to be here. He has nothing to lose. It’s already been established that Selena was
ready to quit. She has nothing to lose. But you…”
She
chuckles.
“…heh, you NEED to leave the chamber with a
championship. If you don’t, Silas may no
longer see you as worthwhile to keep around.
He’ll then betray you, just like Hitler betrayed Stalin. That’s who you are, Myra. You’re just a paranoid
tin pot dictator trying to throw her weight around. But you can’t throw your weight around in
that chamber. We’re all on equal
footing, we’re all on the same level, and there will be two people…”
She holds up
two fingers.
“…two unlucky souls who will leave with
nothing. And based upon how gullible you
are, based upon your bad judgment, I would not be surprised if you ended up as
one of those who leave empty handed.”
“Next champion up is Alana Starr. She is our wonderful X-Class Champion. How long have you held that belt, Little Miss
GOODie GOOD? One year? Two years?”
She laughs
lightly and shakes her head.
“My, time sure does fly when you’re busy not
defending your championship. Granted you
did defend it here recently against Austin Blaze, and against Kalinda before
that. And I commend you for that. Especially on Kalinda. Dragons give me the creeps. But seriously, outside of those two title
defenses, how much time passed between all of your other title defenses? And those rare times you were made to defend
the belt, how many of those opponents actually took time to show up and put
forth any effort against you?”
“From what I recall, ever since winning that
championship you’ve been too busy chasing the world championship or chasing the
world tag team championships, blatantly ignoring your own title. You’ve also been spending a great deal of time
letting Keenie or Ethan throw butt ass naked pictures of yourself on social
media for that perv Dexter.”
“What you lack, biscuit, is focus. Good old fashioned mother fudging focus. You lost focus on y our X-Class title because
dreams of being world champion distracted you.
Then you lost focus on that by trying to become tag champions with
Kennedy Street. You just have zero focus
and it is absolute bull sugar that the prestigious X-Class title should be
ignored like that.”
She smirks.
“Oh but Sectioned is your lucky day! Every championship is on the line in that
elimination chamber! There’s no possible
way to lose focus here, right? Well that’s
not the question that should be asked.
What I want to know is will you focus on whatever title you leave with…if
you leave with a title…after the chamber match is over, after you place second,
third, or fourth? Fact is, Alana, you
will NOT win the chamber. It’s just not
going to happen. Get used to being an
undercard title holder, bass-turd.“
She winks at
the camera.
“Now that brings me to the woman of the
hour, the reigning UWA World Champion Vanilla Skyy. I have to give you major props. You have been a hell of a champion. You went almost a year as world champion
before you were dethroned by Marie Jones at Olympus. But you managed to win it back, didn’t you? You fought back and reclaimed your spot at
the top of the mountain. People were
singing your praises right and left. And
rightfully so. That rematch between you
and Marie was hard fought, it was an instant classic, and I’d dare say it’s a
match of the year candidate. You
definitely earned that title, no doubt about it.”
“But let’s go back to me for just a brief
moment, because it was your impressive first title reign, and then you winning
it back, that contributed to me doubting whether or not I belonged in the
chamber. I wondered if I truly belonged
in that chamber with our world champion Vanilla Skyy…”
Julia’s
confidence seems to reemerge, just as her confident grin returns to her face.
“…but then I re-watched Olympus. I watched how you lost the UWA World
Championship. Some could argue it was a
fluke but let’s be honest with ourselves, it was no fluke. Willow could claim fluke. At least she made it to the final stage and
came within a fingertip of the world championship. But you didn’t make it to that final level.”
She shakes
her head.
“We may not have known yet who the new
champion would be but by God by the time you were defeated at Olympus we all
knew that we were going to have a new world champion. When that happens, that is no fluke. That’s just a failure on your part. A failure to perform at your best. And what we saw that night was that Vanilla
Skyy was not the best wrestler in the world, because if she was, she at least
could have made it to that final stage.”
“And you knew it too, didn’t you? The whole world saw your vulnerability at
Olympus and the world got to see your vulnerability yet again on social media
as rumors began to float around that you were contemplating retirement. Is that true?
Were you thinking of calling it quits just because TWO people…Marie and
Willow…both proved themselves better than you at Olympus?”
Julia
laughs.
“I don’t expect an answer. But wouldn’t that have been something? The great Vanilla Skyy, forced into
retirement by The Pyramid. Forced into
retirement by Marie and Willow. Merely
considering retirement was powerful
enough to show just how vulnerable you truly are.”
“Let me spell it out for you, Vanilla. You did NOT survive The Pyramid. Your backdoor way back into the title was
because Marie was an upstanding, honest woman and wanted to give you the
rematch you deserved, a rematch you so far have not given her in return. If you cannot survive the Pyramid, against
three other competitors, what makes you think you can survive the chamber
against five other competitors?”
“I no longer see a great champion and a
great warrior when I look at you, Vanilla.
I see a warrior whose time has come and gone. I see a champion who will lose her
championship at Sectioned. And when you
lose, what then? If you manage to get
your paws on at least one of the undercard titles, are you going to run around
with it pretending you are content with it?
You may as well just be honest with yourself and the rest of us because
we all know the truth. The world title
is all you want. You’d end up like
Alana, ignoring it until someone gave you another title shot.”
“Or maybe you’ll suffer a humiliation even
worse than the one you suffered at Olympus.
Maybe this time you will place fifth or sixth place and you know what
means?”
Julia holds
out her hands, as if to show that they are empty.
“You leave empty handed. You leave with nothing.”
“People already know that you can be beaten,
Vanilla. It’s been proven that you are vulnerable
and the time is right for someone to step up and take that world championship
away from you so that you can go to where you rightfully belong…”
“…in the retirement home.”
Julia smiles
confidently.
“I’m the one who is going to dethrone Skyy
and take the UWA World Championship. I’m
going to do it because it’s my destiny. It’s
my time, ladies and gentlemen. I’ve watched
my sister win world titles in other companies, I watched my uncle dominate the
British amateur wrestling scene, and only recently did I get some moniker of
success.”
She holds up
her UWA Hybrid Championship title belt.
“The UWA Hybrid Championship.”
She places
it back upon her right shoulder.
“And the revelation I’ve had is that I no
longer have to wait. I come from
wrestling royalty and it is my time to take my rightful spot amongst the greats
in this sport. It is my time to enter
the elimination chamber as the Hybrid Champion and leave with a title that my
sister Glory used to use all of the time…”
“…THE BEST IN THE WORLD!”
“Because that’s what I will be once I win
the chamber, once I have vanquished all five of you, and I am declared the new
UWA World Champion. The reign of The
Kensington Knockout is coming, and no one can stop it. All you can do is bow…”
She smirks.
“…bow down and worship me!”
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