::SCENE ONE::
LOCATION: Tokyo Dome, Post Last Rites: Backstage
04/12/2019
Blood flowed down her face, bright red like a crimson river as she slowly made her way to the back. While random strangers and people came up to her, praising her, giving her props for having a set of balls to even dare answer Mack's open challenge, but deep down inside it fucking hurt like hell! It wasn't just the physical pain - though that was a lot of it. It was heartache. Heartache over a man who had dashed away her hopes of a victory and her championship belt yet again. Heartache of all the time spent in rehab to get herself back in the ring, only to fail!
As blood ran down her face and chin, and onto her chest, the stench of failure was evident as even breathing the same fucking air in the moldy, disgusting Tokyo Dome hallways felt like a thousand stab wounds to her chest and lungs. Especially as the taste of the blood rode along the inside of her lip and onto her tongue, making her gag. Heather quick to stumble to the catering table, grabbed a small bottle of water, unscrewing the little plastic lid and taking a swig of it, washing the taste of blood from her mouth. Spitting into a nearby trashcan and gasping for a breath that she was deprived of from that action.
The gasp for air was desperate, the panic setting in as her fingers gently touched the side of her face where blood trickled down from her cheek. Wincing and seizing at the shocks of pain that came from such a delicate touch alone, she collapsed along a nearby wall...she didn't want ANYONE to see her like this...the great Heather Haze..now reduced to a whimpering, cowering LOSER, all alone with nothing and no one to hold onto in her moment of despair and heartache..
What a terrible fuckin' start to a new year she thought as she winced and whimpered, burying her head into her knees and crying, before she finally picked herself off the floor and headed to the trainer's room to get patched up.
::SCENE TWO::
LOCATION: Madison Square Garden: Backstage
14/01/2020
*The camera opened up at the backstage area of the MSG arena just before the new Riot show was about to go on air. Just off to the side was one of the familiar faces of the APEX backstage interviewing crew, Claire Anderson. Dressed in a sleek looking long sleeved black shirt and matching skirt, the anxious interviewer had a microphone dangling in her hand as she waited patiently outside the women's locker room, waiting to interview someone that would come out through those doors. Just then the door swings wide open as Heather Haze is the one to emerge from the room, as she cast a sideway glance at the shocked interviewer who stood there with her jaw wide open, staring at her scars which were thankfully hidden by her heavy make-up....*
CLAIRE ✲ ANDERSON
• • • interviewer
"Jesus Heather I..I didn’t think that you’d show up tonight ...especially after what went down at Last Rites..where you came ‘this’ close to...”
*Claire quickly stiffened, biting down her lip upon noticing Heather staring at her with an icy glare.
CLAIRE ✲ ANDERSON
• • • interviewer
"I’m Sorry...I didn’t really mean to bring it up. What I meant to say was how was your Christmas and New Year’s??”
*Claire smiled sheepishly as Heather crossed her arms over chest, and spoke sarcastically to the perky interviewer.*
HEATHER ✲ HAZE
• • • bad girl
"...It was just swell, Claire. If you must know I spent my entire Christmas and New Year’s all alone in my house watching re-runs of Home Alones and How the Grinch Stole Christmas with a ice pack over my head and a killer migraine...thanks for asking”
CLAIRE ✲ ANDERSON
• • • interviewer
"I--um..I’m sorry to hear that...so how are you feeling about tonight’s three way match with you, Jinx, and the returning... Miles Kasey? It must be exciting being back on the road , especially here at the sold out Madison Square Garden's, after that long, restful break we’ve just had.”
*Heather shrugged her shoulder, as she then follows it up with a blunt reply.*
HEATHER ✲ HAZE
• • • bad girl
"..... So Milo finally decided to come out of hiding after several months of not being seen or even heard on TV. Guess that mouse faced Leprechaun really did do him in, huh? She stretched him up reeeal good that he willingly gave up his precious belt and had to force himself to a lengthy LOA with some made up hookey injury. What was the injury, again?
CLAIRE✲ ANDERSON
• • • interviewer
"I think it was a herniated-disc ...”
HEATHER ✲ HAZE
• • • bad girl
Hernia? That’s cute. Meanwhile, here I am, getting run over by a truck by the name of, Mack mother fucking McKane, getting roughed up, getting my skull caved in, getting the SHIT beat out of me with a ladder, a steel chair, and hell even a friggin kitchen sink...including getting my boobs stapled with a fucking staple gun for shits and giggles. BUT regardless of all that ...I’m still here tonight...doing my thing...no matter how many times I get beaten to the fucking ground I AM STILL STANDING HERE, defiant AS EVER and UNBROKEN!! So that itself speaks volumes of the kind of girl I am, and the craziness and the hell I am willing to put my body through just for the sake of beating some shlub and pinning some bastard's shoulder down the mat and winning a goddamn match, unlike our delicate flower that is Miley Kasey. As for Jinx? Yeah, I honestly do not care who she is, or why she’s thrown in this match. But guess I’ll just have to roll with the punches if that means giving a show for the fans and management alike in this cluster f*ck of a nothing three way match that’s not gonna benefit me in anyway except perhaps maybe a paycheck that would suit my needs for my willingness to go along with this ‘said’ match-up...even if my heart is not really in it.”
CLAIRE✲ ANDERSON
• • • interviewer
"O...K...well I suppose this match did come out of nowhere, but regardless of it, what are your thoughts on being one of the nominees for the rising star award with fan favorites like Bella Madison, Jack Russow ...”
*Heather cuts off Claire rudely, as she grabbed Claire’s hand that was holding the microphone, and guided it to her mouth.*
HEATHER ✲ HAZE
• • • bad girl
"...Honey...I was already a star waaay before I stepped foot into this company. And I still AM. I don’t need some plaque or a makeshift trophy or whatever to tell me something that I don’t already know. Seriously, Google me. Check out all the companies I have wrestled for. Check out all the companies I've put on the map prior to me coming here; and all of my long list of accolades I have earned in this sport! And you know something? I did it all by myself! I am not a second generation or third generation superstar like most of the lame-o’s on the roster...I didn’t have the luxury of having and relying on my wrestler parents or siblings handing me things on a silver platter...everything I have earned was through MY hard work and MY struggles. I put myself through wrestling school, putting hours and hours of gym time, honing my craft, and being better at the game without any assist from NOBODY! So yeah thanks, but no thanks! As far as that rising star award goes, You can take that trophy or whatever and wipe your ass with it for all I care! I don’t need no appreciation, let alone some second rate award show to pad my ego. I’m full of ego already. You can hate on me and despise me all you like for speaking my mind, but it’s the goddamn truth! I am not here to cater to you or suck up to you in anyway. This isn’t a fucking popularity contest. I am only here to wrestle, to make money, win as many championships I can, and put a beating on anyone who gets in my way...and tonight Miles and Jinx are gonna find that out first hand. You better believe that 2020 is gonna be MY year, and what better way than to ring in the new year by doing what I do best inside that ring...and that’s kicking ass in style, with flawless perfection because I am the very personification of what perfection is, baby!!”
“GET it?
...
GOT it??
....
GOOD!!!”
*And with that Heather walks off but not before smacking Claire on the ass causing her to yelp. Claire though blushes terribly fixing her hair looking at the camera flustered.*
CLAIRE✲ ANDERSON
• • • interviewer
"The Bad girl Heather Haze ladies and gentlemen..."
*Claire then storms off the view of the camera in awkwardness heading back to make up to get herself fixed up for the rest of the show as the feed from the camera goes out.*
OOC: Not my best. Work got the best of me.