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Post by Laura Phoenix - HBIC on Apr 22, 2021 23:35:34 GMT -5
PWS: APEX Destiny 2021 Tuesday, May 4, 2021 PWS Arena - New York, NY
Main Event PWS: APEX World Championship Singles Match Sierra Williams (c) vs. Gracie Lopez
RPs are due by Sunday May 2nd, 2021 11:59PM EASTERN 300 Minimum 5000 Maximum
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Post by Sierra Williams on May 1, 2021 21:58:20 GMT -5
There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold And she's buying a stairway to heaven When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed With a word she can get what she came for Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven
Time always wins. Thunder Bay, Ontario Last Week.
The weather had started to warm up. Not that it was warm by any means. It was still only reaching 50, but it wasn’t minus or snow storm weather. Sierra sighed and clutched a cup of coffee in her hand. It was early, the sun had just come up and she sighed with the weight of the world back on her shoulders. In a few days she had to leave for New York for PWS Apex Destiny. The spot where she would defend her title for the first time. Going into a match as champion is different than going in as a challenger and the pressure had built up.
But what really bothered her is the fact her father had decided to hide things from her. She knew there was something there, last month he told her “not now” But if not then, when? A quick trip away to sign the contract for the title match and she was back here. Deciding to stay at her parents house in the lead up under the pretense of needing her father and siblings to help her train.
And train she did.
Sierra had been in the ring with her brothers and younger sister. They had worked together just like they used to, Sierra meeting a whole crop of new talents that had come up through the Canadian indys to train with her brothers. Lachlan was already in New York, training with the guys in Wolfslair, a place that Sierra had considered going to, if it wasn’t for her burning hatred of 99 percent of the human race. But she had been working hard, despite all on her mind. Even now she was sipping her coffee with her phone and wireless earbuds in her pocket ready for a jog. Dressed in black and red Nike sneakers, black thermal pants and a red Calgary flames hoodie with a black beanie on her head hiding her firey red hair with the Mexican, Canadian and Irish flags sewn onto it.
She chugged down her last drop of coffee, putting her travel cup down near the window. She stood up to stretch, the door opened and she turned with a smile as her father stepped out. He smiled back at his oldest daughter and folded his arms over his chest.
Oscar: “Cardio again Si?”
Sierra just gave him a nod pulling her right leg up and back towards her ass to stretch her quad. She held onto the bannister and took a few breaths as Oscar shuffled to the rail and put his hands down staring out into the street. His breath leaving puffs of condensation as he seemed far away in his thoughts. Sierra switching legs as she now worked on the other quad. After a few moments she bounces up and down a few times to get the blood flowing. She smiled again at her father and turned to move down the steps. But something stopped her. This nagging voice in the back of her head. She looked down and turned back to her father moving back up the small wooden steps.
Sierra: “Papi…”
He raised an eyebrow with a laugh under his breath, his face covered in a five o’clock shadow making him look even older than he was. His eyes were sunken inwards, dark circles ran under them and Sierra shook her head as her heart sank.
Oscar: “You haven’t called me that since you were a mini nina jumping around in the ring when you were five years old….I guess it’s time isn’t it?”
Sierra stepped closer, standing next to him looking out into the street. It was squirt, there were no cars out, no other people, Sierras mother and daughter were asleep inside the house, Diego, Rico and Rosa were all at their various apartments. It was just Sierra and her father. His voice was low, it quivered and worried Sierra. Oscar had always been so strong. Her rock, her pillar of strength. But seeing him weak, vulnerable and clearly no longer in his physical peak. It broke her. But she tried to do what Oscar would do, and stay strong.
Oscar: “I’m dying Si….”
The words hit Sierra like a truck. It had felt as if she had been shot right through the heart and for a moment it stopped beating. Her hands gripped the railing harder and she swallowed looking back at him, her eyes welling with tears but, she pulled them back, instead her throat filling with anger as much as sadness.
Sierra: “I….I don’t know what to say. I guess...how?...why?...”
Her teeth ground together as Oscar slowly smiled.
Oscar: “We all face this Si, none of us are immortal. But in my case?”
He reached into his pocket, slowly pulling out a packet of cigarettes. He put them down on the railing. The box was yellow and brown, old and ragged, the top was torn and when it flipped open there were two left in there, both of them beaten and squeezed with the paper wrapped around them just as yellow as the box.
Oscar: “I did it to myself. Lung cancer. These...well these are the last two I had in the packet from the day I found out.”
Sierra: “And when did you find out? How long has this been going on?”
He sighed and folded his arms over his chest looking away, the packet was so old and beaten, these things were not meant to last, never were. Sierra reached forward pulling the packet up and waving them in front of her fathers face.
Sierra: “These aren’t new...how long?”
He swallowed and sat down on the old rocking chair near the door, his hands moving to the arms as he shook his head.
Oscar: “Two years”
Her blood ran cold. She would have been numb if it wasn’t for the burning anger that was now boiling. She paced back and forth trying to calm herself and not explode. She looked over at her father and put the packet down near his hand before backing up and leaning against the bannister. Hot angry tears finally started to fall, rolling down her cheeks as her arms moved around her body as if she was hugging herself and trying to breathe.
Sierra: “Two years? And, you didn’t tell any of us? Or just me? Does Rico know? Diego? Rosa?...Does Mom know?”
Oscar: “Your mother, but no, your brothers...your sister...they don’t. And for a while I was beating it Si.”
He pauses, catching his breath as it was clearly taking it’s toll, his hand moving up to his chest, out of instinct Sierra moved forward dropping to one knee to grab her fathers hand. He smiled and shook his head.
Oscar: “A year and a half I fought it, I fought it hard and I was winning. But, some battles you can’t win. Sometimes you just….you can’t fight anymore. And I stopped treatment. I don’t know how long I’ve got but the last month has been...difficult.”
Sierra: “Difficult….”
Sierra repeated and shook her head squeezing her fathers hand before looking down. Oscar reached down and put his finger under her chin raising Sierras face back up to look her in the eye with a warm smile. That smile that always made her feel better when she was sad. But this time, it didn’t work. It made it worse.
Sierra: “You need to tell everyone else. It’s not fair they don’t know. And...fuck it…”
She gets to her feet turning away and slamming her fist down onto the railing, anger clearly taking over. Her heart racing faster now as she sneers.
Sierra: “Why can’t you fight again? Start treatments? Think about your granddaughters. You can watch them grow. And Rosa? She’s still a baby herself and I...I….FUCK…”
Oscar groaned with effort as he pushed himself up and out of his rocking chair moving next to Sierra wrapping an arm around her shoulder pulling her into a hug.
Oscar: “I’m done fighting, I’m not going anywhere right now. I’ll fight, but I’ll fight to stay around longer the way I am, but everyone has their time. Everyone has their moment of truth. And this was mine….”
The first or last.
It had been a strange month or so for Sierra. Becoming the world champion but only having one match since. It was a weird feeling being champion but still being an afterthought. She took a deep breath in now, because she needed to focus and get it all out.
Sierra: “Destiny. Fitting name for a show isn’t it? Every Tom, Dick, Harry and Gracie will come out of the woodwork and claim it’s their Destiny to win this championship. And while I have been guilty of it in the past I have only used it in times I have been certain. I told the world it was always meant to be me to dethrone Mack. To end his reign and become the new champion. And, I was right. I was right because I had that self belief. But self belief is only one part of the puzzle. And many might believe mine has been shattered.”
“The only match I have been a part of since winning the Apex world title is a champion versus champion match against Jonathan Sanders. A match ruined due to the selfish actions of others. And don’t get it twisted here, I don’t care about losing, I care that I lost because of someone else. That it was taken out of my hands.”
“Jonathan Sanders is a scary human being and he is a great Collateral damage champion, and now he has a win over me. What he does with that, how he reacts to that is upto him. He can proclaim it loudly like he actually won something, or he can accept the fact he had it handed to him on a silver fucking platter.”
“Thing is, I shouldn’t care. I should be able to look at that match and shrug it off, move on and be happy that I get to defend MY Apex world title at Destiny. But there’s a nagging feeling that even though I’m the champion I’m not treated with the same respect as Mack was. And hey, that might be on me. Some people say I have softened since becoming champion. Like winning this has made me calmer and more empathetic to everyone else and their struggles to try and climb the ladder and reach the top. Make no mistake, I care about myself, Lachlan and my family.”
“The rest of you can play hide and go fuck yourselves…”
She sneers and shakes her head reaching down and pulling the Apex world title belt into view. Holding it in both hands as she sits forward and leans her elbows on her knees, the title dangling down between her legs.
Sierra: “And that includes Gracie Lopez. The little princess of a wrestling family that isn’t the Madisons or the Russows and feels slighted by that fact. The whining brat of the family that feels like she's OWED something. And to be honest I see a lot of myself in her. Myself from seven or eight years ago but still some of myself. Here;s the thing, my last name is also Lopez. Williams is my french-canadian mothers name that I took up when I entered wrestling because I didn’t want to coast off my families name. My father Oscar, my brothers Rico and Diego, even my sister Rosa all use Lopez.”
“I don’t.”
“Because I want to be my own woman, my own story and my own legacy. But you Gracie? The only thing interesting about you is your last name. That is what you live off, that is what you use to get anyone into giving a rats ass about you. Cause it sure as shit isn’t all those “amazing” performances since you got into this company.”
“I came into PWS Apex, I earned a shot at Mack and the first time, I failed. I picked myself up, I dusted myself off and I did everything I could to get back to him. I went through this entire company like a hot knife through butter. And now, the little bratty princess decides it’s her time and her turn. And why? Because you say so?. Because it’s all yours and this is your world and we’re all just paying rent? Bitch I am the Apex world champion, not you, I’m the fucking landlord keeping the lights on, the fridge cold and the heating hot….”
She spits the last few words and shakes her head, her latina blood boiling.
Sierra: “After my match with Sanders I was sitting there watching you get interviewed where a stupid excuse about protecting the main event of Destiny was used. And you took that as meaning they were protecting me from you. Are you kidding? You think I am intimidated by you at all? Do you even know me? Do you know who you are dealing with little girl? And you are still a little girl. It’s time to grow up chica. You think I’m unworthy to hold this title? Really?”
“One of the best win loss records in the company, the fact I have been one of the most consistent people here and also, you want to talk about marrying into families, and you want to sit there and use that as an excuse for not only my success but your LACK of it?. You’ve been in PWS Apex longer than me and while you stumble around begging for scraps and making excuses I have risen to the top. You haven’t been a tag champion, the Collateral Damage Champion or the United Champion, but you straight away want to come for this prize and that I can respect.”
“I can appreciate the balls play here, coming right for the top. But I can also recognise the fact you’re not ready. The shit you said at the contract signing proves that. See, you could have said that you wanted this title and wanted to beat the top person in the company for it, really build this match and this clash up to a proportion where people really would be torn on who they wanted to see win.”
“But instead, you kinda just tried to BE me.”
“And that never works. See Gracie, while we both come from wrestling families and have that similar background, I’m smart enough to know where I can go, what I can do and who I can beat and what I need to do. I will put my heart and my soul into every single match I have and I will try and beat anyone I get in the ring with but as a champion? Well, I had a taste of glory with Lachlan by my side. And I was ready to put everything on the line then...so imagine now, with a world title what I am willing to do.”
She gets to her feet and throws the Apex world title over her shoulder with a growl.
Sierra: “And I don’t just mean the damage I’ll take, I mean what I’ll do to you. See, you came up and started acting like you have this big ego and you’re some kind of badass. And to you and your family it seemed like a good idea. And hey, against Shawn Young or someone like that it may have worked. But honey, I’m Sierra fucking Williams. I walk out and people chant Kill Sierra Kill, I get in the ring and people get hurt. I beat Mack McKane, I ended the reign everyone else failed to. And I did it by also beating the hell out of my brother in law…”
“As much as Malachi pisses me off he’s still mi familia. And look at what I did to him, not just physically but mentally. He was the one who lost to Mack, Malachi was actually able to be a world champion. He held the title, he was at the top of the mountain and knows the feeling. He lost that to Mack and had a chance to get it back. And I took that away from him, I took all that hope and all that euphoria. And I did it freely with no remorse. So someone like you Miss Lopez, a whiny little brat with no success who demanded her way into this and spouted off a laundry list of dumb, untrue and disrespectful shit, all because you don’t have the intelligence to actually come up with anything worthwhile….”
“What am I going to do to you Gracie?”
“May fourth, I’m going to go all return of the jedi on your ass. You disrespected me, you disrespected my family, my husband and the Apex world title. At Destiny you are not just getting in the ring with a world champion, you’re not just facing a “good” wrestler Gracie. You’re not just facing someone from a wrestling family. Nah. You’re facing the most dangerous human being in this company. And you better bring more to the fight than your bratty bitch attitude and the chip on your shoulder...cause if you don’t, if you disrespect me and think of me as…”unworthy”?”
“I will end you. And that isn’t an idle threat, I will emotionally and physically destroy you and send you back to your family in a trashbag….so you want this title so bad Gracie? Then earn it.”
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Post by Gracie Lopez on May 2, 2021 22:22:50 GMT -5
“Visiting Jorge before the match”
(Scene opens up at the nursing home, we see Gracie getting some covid tests done before she even enters the building, because of Rona, elders are more at risk to catch the thing and they want to make sure that Gracie isn’t bringing that stuff in. After passing the tests, she was able to walk in, and she walked past the front desk, they know who she is because she’s always here every other week or so. Gracie enters her grandfather’s room with a knock before she enters the room. Jorge is standing by the window, just looking out.)
Gracie: Hey grandpa, looking for something?
(Jorge got startled for a second there, he wasn’t expecting anybody to visit him today. He turns around with a smile across his face, but something still seemed off with him.)
Jorge: Huh? Oh, no I was just looking outside to check out the beautiful weather. If I could make it that far, I would be out there and soaking up the sun. but my body today just doesn’t feel like moving at all, but I know I had to get around and do stuff well what i could anyway.
(Gracie could easily pick up that something was bothering him and he noticed that the picture of him and his wife was moved, before narrowing her eyes a bit.)
Gracie: Does that include moving that picture?
Jorge: Ok you caught me. I was looking at the picture before I looked outside. Since I can’t go to her grave, I was talking to her.
Gracie: Grandma?
Jorge: Yeah. Her birthday is coming up and I wanted to make sure I told her before I forget. I made a promise to myself that every year that I’m still here, I’ll hold that picture and wish her a happy birthday.
Gracie: Awww. Do you still miss her?
Jorge: It’s getting easier but I still have those moments where I wonder what would happen if she was here. But I figured I can’t do that. I gotta move on with my own life you know? When you get to my age and married as long I was, you’ll have those days. But, I still don’t want people to feel sorry for me, even when I walk around in that walking chair your dad insisted I have.
(All Gracie could do was smile at the old man. He’s still as tough as he was when he was younger and that’s where Gracie gets it from. Just like him she doesn’t let anybody know if she’s hurting that day or whatever. She keeps it hidden from anybody around her, including family.)
Jorge: I’m glad you came over! I heard that you have this world title match coming up. I wanna wish you good luck, you deserve it. I don’t care what anybody has to say, even if they called you entitled or whatever, nothing was ever handed to you, you work harder than anybody. YOU deserve this, all of it. I called you the future of wrestling when you made your debut and I stand by that today, I’m no longer in the business but I can tell you this, I only watch it today because of you and the family. Everything else outside of it doesn’t matter, call be bias, call me whatever you want, I know where the talent is, I KNOW where the heart and soul of this business is. The only advice I can give you is, enjoy it. Bring to that match what you’ve been showing everywhere else, the heart, the talent, the will to win. This match is yours… I wish I could be there to witness it but I’ll be here when you return.
Gracie: I know you will be, either way I’m gonna make you and the rest of the family proud.
Jorge: We’re already proud. If I go tomorrow, I know that my granddaughter’s legacy in this business will remain for YEARS to come and our name will live forever.
(Gracie sat on her grandfather’s bed, this visit took a turn from what she wanted to talk to him about but everything he said spoke to her. Everything he said echoes in her ears and she nods to just about everything. She knows that he would never lie to her or say anything that would set her up to fail. Jorge may not be what he used to be but the knowledge he has for the business is still there, and she goes to him to pick his brain before it goes away and before he goes away.)
End.
“Biggest challenge yet…”
2 days later after the visit.
(The scene opens up in Anaheim California, it’s a hazy but warm day. We see Madison and Gracie walking around just hanging out for the first time in a while. All of these girls are so busy with their daily lives that they don’t have much time to hang out, but when they do, they just want a day to relax or a baseball game. They’re hanging out at the nearest park after going to see Disney land and mapping out what they wanted to see, since Madison has never seen it.)
Madison: I can’t wait for this place to finally open up.
Gracie: Same, I can’t wait either. It’s been way too long since I’ve been here. But soon….very soon...
Madison: Yes! Hey by the way, thanks for the trip we took to San Diego a few weeks ago. I’m glad you told me the story about you mom.
Gracie: No problem at all. Just… that day I needed someone to be there with me and you had nothing else to do.
(Gracie nods her head. Both girls spent a better part of 5 hours in San Diego that day, checking out the city and heading to Gracie’s mom’s grave. They spent a good amount of time there, to let Gracie have her time, before they went back up north.)
Madison: Well, I’m here for you anytime! It’s what family does.
Gracie: Yep! Besides, I wanted to go to the grave to see my mom and grandma. I haven’t been to that place in over a year and I figured it was time.
Madison: we were there for over 2 hours, but I just stood back and let you do your thing while I played some games on my phone while I waited. I didn’t want to bother you.
Gracie: You’d be no bother at all!
Madison: Did you want to talk about your world title match? It’s going to be a big one for you.
Gracie: It’s a big one for sure and I’m looking forward to it. I'll explain why here in a few minutes and I don’t want to spoil anything in that story. But, what i will say is this, it’s my biggest challenge and I’m going to accept it like I accepted everything else that was thrown my way so far in my career.
Madison: I wanna hear this story..
(Gracie looks towards Madison with a smile. She wasn’t going to tell the story so soon but if Madison is eager to hear it, she might as well tell it.)
Gracie: I told the story of the failed friendship between Bella and I, but I guess it’s time that I share the story about how I got to this point and all of the barriers and the political bullshit that led up this point... I mean there could be some “burials” in this story as well, but I honestly don’t care who’s feelings I hurt at this point, never really have when I think about it.
(Gracie leans back in her chair slightly, getting ready to bring everyone up to speed of the person she is now from when she started her career.
Gracie: We all know when I started my career, so I’m not going to hammer that into your heads again but you may not know this little nugget. On my first day when I arrived, a different place put the entire weight of that company on my back, and they told me i was the “future” of the business. It’s a phrase that they use for EVERY wrestler that they sign who is young and filled with talent. But, there was something about me that they gravitated towards. Just imagine if you will, an 18 year old, fresh from high school, the weight of an ENTIRE company on the shoulders as well as their name value and it the match they were in happens to be a championship match. All of those combined would crumble a person to their knees and make them quit the business…. But not me. I THRIVED under that pressure, It was hungry for it.
Gracie: Back in 2016, women’s wrestling was starting to become a thing but it was still being hampered by the generation before it. You know, the cat fights, the “fight like a woman” shit, and let’s not forget the pillow fights and bikinis. Yes, folks even in 2016, some companies still had that and it made me sick. Not only was it degrading to women, I never participated in it. Just… yeah... The thought of that still makes me cringe to this day. I bring this up because… after I won the championship, they wanted me to do that…..
“It’ll be entertaining”
(Gracie shakes her head slightly)
Gracie: Entertaining to do what? Prance around the ring in a bikini whoring yourself out and pretend to be happy while pillow fighting? No thanks, I’m a WRESTLER, not a pornstar. Go whore yourself out on those runway shows if you want to do that. Leave the wrestling ring to the wrestlers. But I can see someone already pointing their sausage fingers at the poster, and pointing at me, I didn’t choose that picture, they did. I took a lot of pictures that day, and that’s the one THEY chose, not me. Go point those nasty ass fingers somewhere else.
(Gracie looks at the collection of championships she’s gotten so far in her career.)
Gracie: But that’s when the struggles and politics started to come into play. No matter how hard I worked and no matter if I was the best wrestler or not, I had a ceiling. I wasn’t going to go any further then what they wanted me to, which includes this place as well, but we’ll get into that here in a few minutes. I was stuck in that women’s division, big shark small fish type of thing. I went on to feud with Jenn, and we had a classic match. After that match, She was allowed to move and I still stuck in floundering in the women’s division with the lack of talent and star power. I wanted out but they promised me a Championship run…. Then POOF. Gone was that business, promises broken and a person who was on the edge of burning out…. mentally and physically.
(Gracie shakes her head.)
Gracie: Then, that’s when this place called and wanted me to join. So, I decided to try my luck. Now, my first run here wasn’t successful. But it wasn’t for the lack of trying, I just…. I lost the passion I had for this business and I was burnt out and mentally exhausted, not to mention, I lost my grandma and that’s when things hit rock bottom, everything hit all at once and I didn’t know what to do. I’m not the type of person who expresses how they’re feeling all that well and I never faced struggles like that before, so I left… and I went on a soul searching adventure to find myself again and the passion I once had for this business. During that time when friends and family came over to check up on me, I pretended like things were fine but… just… they weren’t. I didn’t need people to feel sorry for then, sure as hell don’t need them to feel sorry for me now.
(Gracie is not known to announce her feelings on stuff, that’s why she tries to keep her personal life as quiet as possible, and not express those feelings she has even on bad days, she just slaps a smile and pretends like nothing bothers her.)
Gracie: 4 months later, I made my wrestling return after that break, sure it was with a different company again but I needed to find myself, and what made ME happy. Sure, the talent is there, it’s always been there but what’s going on in my head is the difference maker. While in that company I started to feel happy again, I started to love this business again and it’s started to show. I picked up 2 belts along the way, singles gold and tag team gold with Jenn. Since I found myself, I decided to make a come back here, and I made some sacrifices along the way, I got rid of the negativity, the terrible friendships and the people who were holding me back and not believing in me.
(Gracie shrugs her shoulders. She knows that means her and Bella's friendship as well but it’s part of the sacrifice she was willing to make to make her happier in life and in this business. At this point in her career, she doesn’t care who she steps on to get what she wants.)
Gracie: I came back here and they started to make the same promises they did before, but I didn’t take it for value, because I know for a fact they wouldn’t hold up on their end of the deal, so I nodded and said things they wanted to hear. But I knew from the start what I wanted and I wasn’t going to let THEM decide for me. I KNOW what my worth is, I don’t need a bunch of washed up hasbeens telling me something different.
(Her tone started to change at this point. It wasn’t the calm and cool tone she had when she first started to talk. It turned into this serious side with a hint of aggressiveness to it. She’s tired of letting other people telling her where her place on the card is.)
Gracie: Here’s the deal, management here never wanted me in this position. Want proof? Look how fast they wanted to get me out of this world championship match all because of what my dad did. Let me explain something to you people, My dad and I live different lives. I don’t know half of the shit he does now. I don’t live with him anymore, he’s not my problem either. So, How the hell was I supposed to know he would run someone over with a golf cart? I didn’t because I didn’t talk to him that day and It wasn’t my day to babysit him either.
(Gracie rubs her forehead aggressively for a couple of seconds)
Gracie: I have a pregnant soon to be wife at home, I have other projects I’m doing and filming and I’m about to graduate college, you think I have time in the world to know what my dad does every second of every day? No, I don’t. That’ll be like trying to say I know what my grandfather does in the nursing home, No.. No I don’t. My day is always filled up to the brim with stuff I need to do, and I don’t worry about them unless I get THE call. It’s selfish to say that but I have my life and my own family to worry about now. But you know what, I get it, I’m not in their inner circle, or I’m not noozled up against the boss like half of this roster is, to please her every need. But you know this for a fact, if any of them did what my dad did, they’ll get rewarded with it, and it’s bullshit. So tell me, who’s the real bad guy in all of this? It’s not me.
(Gracie starts to stand up from the chair she’s been sitting in for a little while now.)
Gracie: It’s like this Serria, while Management here are flipping head over heels trying to take what I deserve away from me, there’s 2 of them who actually believed in me. Those 2? Star Stormz and David Shane. David Shane saw the talent that was oozing out of me when I started to train for this thing when I was a kid, and Star? Star saw me more than a Lopez, more than Eddie Lopez’s daughter, she saw ME and MY talent and saw the PASSION I had for this. While everyone wants to compare me to my dad or grandfather, think of the facts here. It took my dad 8 years to get a world title opportunity, it took my grandfather 10 years… and I got it here in 5, It just makes me better then them. Last week when I said this family are cornerstones of this company, I mean it. You can raise your stupid little eye brow at me all you want, can’t change the facts.
(Gracie starts to chuckle a bit.)
Gracie: You, on twitter said you’re gonna hurt me? Funny, where have I heard THAT one before? Oh yeah, almost every other opponent I’ve faced including Bella, and she failed to do it. So, what makes you so special? I mean, I get it, you’re great in the ring, you’re a good talker, I’m not going to take that away from you, but it’s laughable to think that you can get rid of me in a snap of a finger... it’s not going to happen. If broken ribs, a torn meniscus, a torn ligament in my foot, a car crash and a concussion didn’t take me out, nothing will. Because I will show up on the next show like I always do.
(Gracie looks towards Madison’s way, Madison is listening to every word that Gracie is saying and she’s making mental notes in her head and dissecting every word as well. Madison has been in the wrestling world for a year now, but she’s never seen Gracie this focused and tense and oozing this much confidence before.)
Gracie: Go on, pretend like I don’t exist and watch other people. Go on and send those stupid little gifs on twitter, but DO NOT UNDERESTAMATE ME. I’m not the person that will be easily disposed of. If you haven’t paid attention or watched any of my matches, you’re going to learn that quickly. Jenn, Alexis, Bella and my dad ALL learned that the hard way. Those people I just listed are nothing to sneeze at, some of them are hall of farmers and legends to this business. I know you’re not going to be easily beaten either, that’s what makes this match perfect. Two amazing young wrestlers in the main event of Destiny, the biggest stage in wrestling….leaving everything they have out there. Match could go 30 minutes or 50 minutes... All NIGHT! I can go all night... wouldn’t phase me any...
(Gracie paces around for a little bit before she smiles.)
Gracie: No matter what you have to say, it doesn’t matter. You can tell me all the threats you want, I’ve heard them all, I withstood them all… nothing you say will rattle me. Sierra, I’ve already won. I’ve smashed through the glass ceiling, that this company didn’t want me too, and I’m in the main event picture. I left, I came back and I bet on myself and thank god I did because I wouldn’t be here if i didn’t. I NEED this Sierra, not for my family but for me. So I can finally shut all the naysayers up who say I don’t belong in this match, including some of the management here. That World championship is everything I NEED, I BREATHE AND I DESIRE… If I have to make you a transitional champion, so be it. I won’t lose any sleep over it….
(Madison listened to Gracie speak the final lines there and she nodded her head. She KNOWS that Gracie is already a star but whatever happens at the show will push her past Star level, it’ll push her to the elite.)
Gracie: I’ll see you in new york...
(Gracie starts to walk off down the path they girls had been walking on all day after the Disneyland trip. She’s not shaken by being at the main event of Destiny in fact she’s ready to wrap her around it and squeeze the opportunity and make it hers. Madison follows her, with a smile on her face. She’s never heard so much confidence in Gracie like she has, and it’s gonna make for an EPIC match.)
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