We are in a locker room inside Sparkessen-Arena. Why are we here? Because, looking at us while sitting on a metal folding chair, is the Purple Haired Dynamo known as Otaki.
“So here we go again. This Tuesday could be the night where I become Premier Fighting’s first ever two time Hardcore Champion. The moment I’ve been desiring, yearning, craving since losing the Hardcore Championship at the start of December. What do I need to do for the Queen of Chaos to get back on her throne? Defeat Samantha Tolson and Draven in a triple threat match. Does my voice sound arrogant? Foolish people, this isn’t arrogance at all…this is simply knowing and accepting the fact that I am obviously the favourite entering this spectacle.
I mean, who out of the other two can possibly stop me? What about Draven? What about him? Yes, he’s the one entering with a size advantage. Yes, he’s the one entering with his own wildcard known as Aurora. And yes, his ‘different reality’ may make him somewhat unpredictable. But what else is there to him? He is so on and off that we might as well change his the surname of ‘light switch’ and, no matter how unpredictable he may or may not plan to be for the voices inside his head, the inconsistent does not survive in this realm of chaos. But hey, at least he has Aurora to help him home.
Hell the other person in this match is one of the people he failed to defeat. Her name’s Samantha Tolson by the way and she’s the girl that has managed to achieve so much outside Premier Fighting, but seem ever so unable to accomplish anything similar here. Yet people still think that her past makes her a top tier talent, especially since the former Hardcore Champion herself not only predicted Tolson to be a finalist in the Diamond Tournament but also declared a desire for that same woman to win this upcoming match. But guess what happened in the tournament? She lost in the first round…to me…in her own rules.
Now considering that I’ve played by Tolson rules and defeated, how in the blue hell can anyone even comprehend the thought of her – let alone the person she defeated beforehand – having any chance in my rules?
Your silence is the answer.
For, no matter how much Sam and Draven may deny it, we all know neither of them have what it takes to survive, let alone win, this match as the Queen of Chaos not only regains her Hardcore Championship but also regains her throne.
What? Do the two of them think otherwise?
Well they’re both welcome to come and fall in my Bloody Coronation this Tuesday.”
The Emo Princess smugly declares and even gives off a cocky smile before raising off the chair and walking off, leaving us alone as the scene fades to black.
Post by Samantha Tolson on Jan 23, 2018 0:01:48 GMT -5
Samantha Tolson sits on the edge of her pool in Las Vegas, dangling her feet in the water, kicking them gently every so often as the water ripples around them. She's in a simple one-piece suit, a neon green one that offsets well against her tan skin.
"So, here we go again. A match against Draven, someone I have already embarrassed once, and Megan Treamon, the absolute mother of the year. This time, for the Hardcore Championship."
"And it would appear that, according to dear Megan, that this one's already in her bag. The former champion, coming back to reclaim the throne she believes she should have never lost. The self-styled Queen of Chaos, the Emo Princess, the Purple Haired Dynamo. The woman with more self-affixed nicknames than she has pairs of underwear."
Samantha smirks a little at that, her grin shining in the Las Vegas sun.
"You, Megan, like many before you, mistake silence for ignorance. Mistake a lack of words spoken on video as a sign of capitulation to your desire to win the Hardcore Championship."
"A mistake that, come Tuesday, you will regret."
"How do I believe I can beat you? That I WILL beat you?"
"Because as much as you'd like to believe this is your world, Megan...the truth of the matter is that you're in mine."
"This is the setting in which I thrive the most. The setting in which I first made my mark on professional wrestling. Thrice a former hardcore champion in another company, the last time for three-hundred and nineteen days. The woman who bowed an entire promotion to her will to institute the championship."
"No, Otaki, I don't and won't give in to you."
"I'm going to beat you within an inch of your life, and then I'm going to pin you, or I'm going to enjoy the sounds of your screams as you submit to my will."
"It's my time, Megan. It's my championship."
"Tomorrow night...you find out, violently, that you're not nearly as good as you think you are."
"I'm not the Hardcore Queen of Suplex Nation for no reason. Tomorrow night?"
"I'm going to give you a first-hand demonstration as I take your precious and make it mine."
"See you in New York, bitch."
The scene fades as Samantha looks away from the camera.