Scene One: News?
Where: Alexis’s hotel room, Dallas TX
When: 2/9/22, Wednesday, late afternoon
**The scene fades in at Alexis’s hotel room, in Dallas, TX. She was sitting on the couch, scrolling through her phone. She looked a little bored when she heard a knock on the door. She looked up from her phone and yelled out.**
Alexis Makarios: It’s open…
**The door doesn’t open, but just another knock. Alexis looked confused as she put her phone down on the arm of the couch and got up. She walked over to the door and opened it. Standing in front of her was Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez. But she looked… different. Her eyes red, her cheeks looked flushed, as if she had been crying. Her face looked void of emotion as she looked at Alexis, who immediately knew something was wrong.**
Alexis Makarios: Jenn? You ok?
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: I… I don’t know?
**Jenn slowly walked past Alexis and into the room, where she plopped down on the couch, staring out in the middle of nowhere. She had an envelope in her hands the she kept fidgeting with. Alexis closed the door and sat down next to her.**
Alexis Makarios: Jenn? You’re scaring me. Are you ok?
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: I can’t… I can’t process this.
**Alexis tilted her head, confused**
Alexis Makarios: Did you find some paperwork at your “dad”s place… and I use that word as loosely as possible.
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: No… just…
**Jenn hands the envelope over to Alexis, who opens it and unfolds a few pages. What was on these documents was not visible, as the back was blank. But in the bottom corner there was a visible pressed seal. Alexis glanced over the pages and flipped through them, her expression going from worry for her friend to… visible confusion.**
Alexis Makarios: Are these what I think they are?
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: I think so…
Alexis Makarios: Are these… real?
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: I think so…
Alexis Makarios: I have so many questions.
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: Me too.
**Alexis continued to glance over the papers in her hand, then over to Jenn.**
Alexis Makarios: When?
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: Look at the date at the bottom.
**Alexis glanced to the bottom of the papers, and tears welled up in her eyes a little bit. It was the first time since last week’s Riot that she was worried about her match coming up with Sierra, that she wasn’t feeling the pressure of everything. A soft smile took over her face.**
Alexis Makarios: So…
THEY**She put a little extra
disgust on the word “they” at this point**
Alexis Makarios: signed them…
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: Looks so. That’s
THEIR signatures.
**Also… a little extra disgust**
Alexis Makarios: But they were already willing to…
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: Yup…
Alexis Makarios: Then… mine were gonna…
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: Yup…
Alexis Makarios: Then we woulda been…
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: yup…
**Alexis took a deep breath and looked over at Jenn, the first time she took her eyes off the papers since she saw them.**
Alexis Makarios: WOAH… this is… heavy
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: Tell me about it. I haven’t been able to think straight since I found them.
**Alexis looked over at her friend… no… her SISTER… and folded up the papers, putting them back in the envelope.**
Alexis Makarios: I… I’m so speechless right now.
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: Did you know?
Alexis Makarios: Of course I didn’t know. I wouldn't have kept something like THAT secret all these years.
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: Did they ever… mention it to you?
**Alexis thought for a moment**
Alexis Makarios: They DID casually bring up the possibility one time. Almost as if they wanted to know what I thought of it? But it was never brought up again. I didn’t know they were actually gonna…
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: I wonder why they didn’t
Alexis Makarios: That’s a question for them… just… wow.
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: I know. Glad to see I’m not the only one blindsided by this. OH GOD I hope I didn’t distract you from your match with Sierra…
Alexis Makarios: Not at all. If anything… It has been a nice distraction. You know how I get obsessive.
Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez: Better than most. How do we bring this up to them?
Alexis Makarios: I have NO CLUE…
**Alexis looks back at Jenn and the two share a huge hug as the scene fades to black**
Scene 2: I’m fine… no pressure
Where: Therapist Office
When: Friday, 2/11/22, roughly 10am
**The scene fades up inside a nice little office. It was obvious it was a temporary set up for a therapist. There were 2 couches with a coffee table in the middle. There were flowers on the table, and a box of tissues. On the floor next to the table is a small trash can. Sitting on one of the couches was the all too familiar face of Dr Fisher, Alexis Makarios’s therapist. On the other couch, laying down on her back with her feet up on the arm rest, was Alexis herself. She looked a little bit… annoyed to say the least. She stared up at the ceiling.**
Dr Fisher: I know that is a huge bombshell that was just dropped on you. Do you want to talk about it?
Alexis Makarios: Not until I find out more. I have so many questions and talking about it before I have those answers… won’t help any. I know what the point of todays meeting is. Management is worried I’m under too much pressure, and that I’m going to snap again. Am I right?
Dr Fisher: After your… outburst… on the local wrestler wearing a Johnathan Sanders t-shirt leading into the PWE Olla-Rumble… some flags were raised.
**Alexis scoffed. Have one little rage moment against some one who actually deserved it… and suddenly you are crazy, and need an emergency chat with a therapist. Can’t people just be MAD and be allowed to release that rage? Isn’t that part of what this business is? Beating the shit out of people?
SIGH Whatever…**
Alexis Makarios: Of COURSE they were. The man ruined my match. He attacked Audrey and Heather. He had it coming. Remember, I have anger issues. That’s just part of my personality. I’m not crazy. Not anymore.
Dr Fisher: You have come a long way in the last year. But it has come to my attention that maybe you are putting too much pressure on yourself. And that maybe you are at risk of snapping again.
**She blinked twice before turning her head to look at him.**
Alexis Makarios: With all due respect, that is the STUPIDEST thing I’ve ever heard.
Dr Fisher: Given your history…
**Alexis snapped to attention, quickly putting her feet down and sitting up on the couch, leaning forward, resting her arms on her thighs**
Alexis Makarios: Please… PLEASE… finish that sentence. I’m BEGGING you. Yes, I know I have a reputation. I’m the crazy lady who went psycho after losing a title. I’m the insane person with terrible anger issues, who likes to hurt people. I don’t have the best history with losing. I am not always the best under pressure lately. But believe me… I know my limitations more than you do. You’ve known me what, a year? I’ve known me my entire life. I know what sets me off, I know my triggers, and I know how to handle things like that often. So, no, I’m not under too much pressure. Even if I was… up until last year I have always THRIVED under pressure. The Olla-Rumble? This beat the clock challenge? My United Title match coming up? It’s GOOD for me to have something to strive for. Something to focus on. A goal in mind. So… you can tell the suits that pay you that I’m fine. And that I am sick and fucking tired of them, and everyone else, tiptoeing around me like a wrong comment is gonna send me into a blind rage.
**Dr Fisher scribbled something down on his notepad**
Dr Fisher: Care to elaborate on that?
Alexis Makarios: Look, I hear the comments. I see the looks. I can feel the glances and the snickers and the uncomfortable silences. While it’s slowly getting better, there are still so many people who walk on eggshells with me. Like I’m fragile. I know that the “higher ups” weren’t keen on the idea of making me and Gracie’s match at Crusade a contenders match… because they were worried about what would happen if I won. Would I be able to “handle” a title match? And now I know they are sitting up there, thinking “What the hell did we get ourselves in to? All these big matches and we are going to let her get in the ring with the World Champion, Sierra? Who is in a big match with 2 of her best friends. Are we stupid?”
Dr Fisher: Do you think they are? Stupid for letting you in this position?
**She tilted her head in his direction**
Alexis Makarios: Listen to me and listen to me good. I’m fine. I’m thriving. I went over to PWE and I fought in their rumble for ALMOST AN HOUR! I eliminated 2 people in that hour… one being our very own fuckwad former Collateral Damage Champion. I represented PWS proudly, lasted longer than almost everyone else. I was legit 3 minutes from being the “ironman” of the rumble. Could I do that if I was putting myself under too much pressure and causing my mind to crack? NO. I am going to go out there this week, come hell or high water, and I am going to show Sierra why I am the FIRST PWS:APEX World Champion, and why I am a Hall of Famer. Show everyone that I am BACK and better than ever. And anyone who stands in my way, or doubts me, is gonna regret it. Tell them THAT, would ya?
**She stands up and rushes out of the room in a huff. Dr Fisher scribbled a few more notes before letting out a sigh as the scene fades to black**
What’s my name?
~You know who I am. I am the FIRST PWS:APEX World Champion. I set a golden standard. I was the measuring stick for all future World Champions. And that’s something no one can take away from me. Don’t get me wrong… I respect the hell out of what Sierra has done with that belt. She has raised it higher than I could have ever imagined. She’s been a hell of a fighting champion, and I give her props. But she hasn’t faced me when I have been at the top of my game. She fought me like, 2 years ago. Yeah, it didn’t go well. But things are different now. For both of us. I’m actually looking forward to this challenge that was set out by Cleo. First World Champion vs Current World Champion. There’s a lot on the line here. I have one thing that I want to stress before things start. Sierra. Is. Beatable. There… I said it. Sierra isn’t the be all end all of this company or this business. She’s good, I’ll give her that. She’s damn good. But… she isn’t invincible. And I plan to prove that out there this week. Prove everyone wrong, step up to the plate.~
I’m getting tired of the disrespect
I won’t stop till I rule the world
It’s MY TIME, I’m up next!
~That’s right, it’s my time to shine. It’s MY time in the spotlight. It’s MY turn. My year. And I’m just gonna keep fighting for what I want. But that BEGS the question… what DO I want? Well, obviously I want the United Title. I also want the bragging rights that come with beating Sierra Williams. She has had an AMAZING title run. That’s for sure. You can’t deny that. So, Cleo, I actually… in a strange turn of events… have to thank you for this opportunity. You had an entire roster at your disposal to pick to go against me. You could have gone crazy with it and picked Heather, or Audrey, or even Jenn to face me. Play the mind games. Make me fight those I care about most. Make me fight my friends. That would have been the OBVIOUS route to go. Hell, a year ago I might have done something like that in your shoes. But, you sat back and thought “Why not pick the World Champion? I wanna soften Alexis up. This should be fun.” And I applaud you for it. You gave me a gift, you don’t even realize it. You gave me a chance to prove something to myself. To rise to the challenge. And I hope you do the same. Kallie Reznik… she’s easily a future World Champion. I underestimated her and, frankly, there is a very real possibility that she could have beaten me that night. So I decided to give HER a gift, a chance at the United Champion. She’ll have her turn in the spotlight. But it’s not now. Now… is MY time. Not Sierra’s, or Cleo’s, or anyone else’s. MINE.~
I'm the Queen of this town
I call the shots, you know who I am
I don't need to wear no fake crown
~I’ve always been a strong presence in the PWS world… even back in the old days. I wasn’t given the opportunities like I have here. But that’s ok. PWS is in my blood. It’s my kingdom. And I’m the Queen. I always have been, even at my worst. I have the heart and the passion. I know it’s going to take a LOT to dethrone Sierra. No one has been able to take that belt off her for almost a year now. Respect. Like me, she’s been through hell lately. In different capacities, naturally. There’s really no comparing anything to losing a parent. Luckily, I haven’t had to handle that pain yet. I know I will some day, my parents are getting older. But for said parent to be taken away by a disease and you have no control over it? I give Sierra all the props in the world for not taking a break after that. Sierra is strong in so many ways. And so am I. But… only one of us can come out with a victory. And I’ll be damned if it isn’t me. I’m going to do everything in my power, every trick in my book, to be the one with my hand held high. It’s about more than just a win right now. I gotta beat Sierra faster than she beats Kallie… IF she beats Kallie. And just think… what kind of bragging rights I would have if I not only am able to win the beat the clock challenge set to me by the United Champion, but beat the World Champion in the process? Proof that I am the Queen, that’s what THAT would be.~
The worst is now the best
And leaving us here will be their last regret
~Isn’t it funny how someone can go from their worst to their best in such a short time? That’s exactly what I have done. Sierra is getting Alexis Makarios at her BEST. On the TIP TOP of her game. And it’s gonna be a knock out fight. I sure hope Sierra isn’t going into this thinking she is getting 2021 Alexis Makarios. Or even 2020. She’s getting 2022 Alexis Makarios. She’s getting a FIGHT. Underestimating me will be her last regret. Anyone who underestimates me will regret it. I’m Alexis FUCKING Makarios… and 2022 is the Year of Makarios. And NO ONE can tell me otherwise!~
What’s my name?
SAY. MY. NAME.