Some places where superstars of XRW-TNA go, end up being mob scenes just for the fact that they are always recognized. Other places are quiet because it is expected that the superstars would not ever be comfortable enough to go to. But that hasn't stopped Steven Richards or Victoria. They are here in the local WalMart searching for the perfect gift for Steven's niece. Walking all through the toy section, Victoria looks at the toys, some in disgust, others in complete delight. She pulls a tank model off the shelf and holds it up for Steven.

Victoria, The Psychotic Bitch What about this Steven...it even has a firing mechanism that fires real rubber bullets.

Steven Richards, Deranged Manager Oooooo baby...I would love to get her that...but my sister thinks that she should have girly stuff, like dollies and the like.

Victoria pulls up short and looks at Steven with a look of horror as she runs her hands into her hair and twists them there.

Victoria, The Psychotic Bitch Dollies...that poor little girl. Are you sure we should do that kind of damage to her?

Steven Richards sadly nods his head and Victoria sighs. The two move off towards the doll aisle and stop just at the end of it. Both can be seen to shudder and hang back not wanting to go down the aisle. A sales representative from WalMart comes up behind them, and scares them by asking if she can help. Both Victoria and Steven turn, hands cocked ready for a fight. Steven lowers his hand and smiles a bit, trying to keep the help from freaking out.

Steven Richards, Deranged Manager No...we're fine. Run along now...scoot

The sales lady leaves and Stevie turns back to look down the aisle.

Steven Richards, Deranged Manager Okay Vickie baby, we are going to have to do this. For my little niece, we are going to have to step down this row of ~gulps~ dolls and find her one.

Victoria shakes her head as if to say "say it isn't so" but Steven gets behind her and gives her a little push. She plants her heels but it is no use as they move down the aisle.

Victoria, the Psychobitch But Steven...this is just...too girly. Too much like something Torrie Wilson or one of the other blonde bimbos would be doing. Don't make me.

Steven shakes his head as he continues to push her forward.

Steven Richards, Deranged Manager It is either this or the barbie aisle babe.

Victoria stops and turns with a psychotic smile.

Victoria, the Psychobitch I'll take the barbie aisle Steven... you stay here with the baby dolls...

Steven is about to protest but Victoria lays a hand on his lips and shakes her head. He stops and then looks dejected as she smiles and turns to leave.

Steven Richards, Deranged Manager Don't be too long Victoria...

She waves and heads towards the barbie aisle. Once there, she starts to walk along, looking at all the dolls on the shelf. Stopping in front of a blonde barbie in a bikini, she pulls it off the shelf and glares down at it in anger.

Victoria, the Psychobitch Look, Playboy Barbie...reminds me of Torrie Wilson. One of the people that have to face me in a couple of days on Ground Zero. In a tag match no less but that won't help Bimbo Torrie. This is why I have always hated Blondes. How they were always the cheerleader type. Even when I was a cheerleader, the blondes were always the captains...always got the quarterback and now get all the attention in the ring with their tits and asses oozing all over the ring. But that is fine. I had ways to get back at those bimbos and I will have a way to get to you Torrie and your little cat too. Speaking of...

Victoria sees a Barbie friend of asian persuasion and dressed in a judo gi and bikini bottoms. Victoria takes that box off the shelf and looks at it.

Victoria, the Psychobitch And here is Asian Catfighter Barbie, with kung fu action crotch grab grip...Just like Gail Kim. I hope she doesn't think that she will have any chance in our tag match, because I am going to skin that little cat with my barehands. Just you wait and see.

Victoria puts the boxs back on the shelf. She moves farther down the aisle and comes to the action figure section of the aisle and finds the XRW-TNA stock of action figures. Right on the front of one of the hangers is a Torrie Wilson figure with a kiss blowing action built in. Victoria picks it off the shelf and rolls her eyes.

Victoria, the Psychobitch Well will you look at this...An action figure...of a playboy bunny. Torrie Wilson in all her glory. But after Ground Zero they are going to have to be pulling this off the shelves because they won't be able to recognize her after I am done with her. Torrie Wilson...just what has she done...posed for Playboy...that's about it. Basically, all she is it T&A for the fans. Nothing like me, a pure athlete out to compete and dominate. I bet I get her in the ring and all she will want to do is slap and scratch like some little high school girl. Well chickie, that isn't going to do you any good. I am pure power in that ring and I will send you back to the locker room crying like a little girl too.

Victoria sticks that box under her arm as she sees a Lita action figure on the shelf. Pulling it down slowly, she looks it over, her face screwed into a thoughtful expression.

Victoria, the Psychobitch Lita...the queen of Extreme...my partner for this match. She is lucky that she isn't standing across the ring from me. I could break her fused little neck with one widow's peak. Queen of Extreme...a paper title for a two dimensional woman. All I have to say is that she had better pull her own weight in that ring. Otherwise I will turn on her as well. Just because we have to be partners doesn't mean that she can slack off. This is a tag match and come hell or high water, she is going to be tagged in and she better know what to do. Otherwise I will show her and she won't like the way that will happen.

Tucking the Lita action figure under her arm, she takes a Gail Kim one down. Reading it, she sees the name "Black Tiger" on the box.

Victoria, the Psychobitch Tiger tiger burning black...you won't be so tough when I drop you on your back. I am a poet...and didn't know it... ~Victoria drops the action figures as she runs both hands through her hair.~ Aaarrggghhhh I am speaking in rhyme!!

Picking up the Gail Kim action figure, Victoria starts to shake it as she speaks to it, thinking it is Kim herself.

Victoria, the Psychobitch Look at what you made me do Gail...NOBODY makes me speak in rhyme, not since high school and old Miss McGee who made me write poetry...sad poetry and silly rhymes. I will make you pay for that in our match. Most definitely I will. I didn't like Miss McGee...and I don't like you either!

Grabbing her own action figure from the dolls and then seeing a Steven Richards and a Francine, takes all six towards the front and the cash registers. Passing the stationary section she sees a book and her eyes light up. Grabbing it as well, she makes her way to the front where she finds Steven laying on a display sofa. After paying for the action figures and the book, she leaves, not stopping to wake Steven Richards. Once she gets outside, she pulls his keys out of her purse and hits the unlock and climbs into the car, tossing the bag from the store on the passenger seat. Lucky for Steven, a fan wakes him in time to make it to the parking lot before Victoria can pull away. He opens the door and slides in, sitting on the bag and arching in pain as he drags it out from under him.

Steven Richards, Deranged Manager And where do you think you are going?

Victoria says nothing as she revs the car, forcing Steven to shut his door as she peels out of the parking lot, laying down a layer of rubber on the asphault.

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Scene: Unknown

Day: Friday 28 May, 2004

Time: 11:21 PM

The camera is focused on a book cover, the title barely made out since the view is so close. It slowly pulls back to reveal a red bound book with gold lettering that says "Voodoo that you can Do" It pulls back more to find Victoria reading it intently, her hair pulled up in two pigtails at the top of her head and hanging down along her shoulders. Around her is a pile of paper boxes and plastic along with action figures that she has standing in their little stands. All of them are arranged in a specific way...Gail and Torrie together as if they are discussing the match like a good tag team would...Lita and Francine in a little group, eyeing up Gail and Torrie and Victoria and Steven, close together as if they are the tag team. Vickie lays the book down on her lap and then pulls out a candle and a lighter. Lighting the candle, she sets it on the small table beside her and then pulls out an old fashioned hairpin. Reading the book on her lap, she mumbles something as she runs the hair pin through the flame. Picking up the Torrie doll, she grins as she brings the now hot pin to its arm and stabs downwards. The hat pin penetrates the shoulder and down into the body.

Victoria, the Psychobitch I wonder if she felt that. Probably not. With blondes, they need neurons that they just don't have. God I hate to have to do it on my own but I guess the only way that she will feel the pain is if I transfer it myself. Even then I will have to tell her to fall down because she is done.

She yanks the pin out, making a stabbing motion at the head of Torrie but then just throws Torrie to the floor in disgust. Then picking up Gail Kim's doll, she begins to contort it in all sorts of weird shapes. Looking down at the book again, Victoria sticks her tongue between her teeth and focuses on what she is doing.

Victoria, the Psychobitch Black tiger...meet black magic...I will tie this doll up in knots just like what is going to happen to you in the ring. Ooooo won't that be fun. Well fun for me that is. But don't worry Gail...I am sure there is a job out there for someone that has been turned into the human pretzel. Maybe circus freak or something.

Victoria smiles as she continues to twist the doll. Then she lays in on the table all contorted as she picks up the Torrie doll once more. She begins to pull the hair from the dolls head, until she pulls off the head itself. Looking down at the headless doll and the head in her other hand, Victoria just laughs.

Victoria, the Psychobitch Oops I did it again. Poor Torrie...always losing her head. I hope that she will stay a-HEAD of the game. She is heading for a major beating.

Victoria smiles as Steven walks into the room. He hears all the comments about heads and then sees Victoria swinging the action figure's head by the hair. He just shakes his head wondering what she is doing. She ignores him and continues on what she is doing. She sets the headless doll on the table and tosses the head beside it. Picking up the Lita and Francine dolls, she stands them beside each other and starts talking in a weird voice.

Victoria, the Psychobitch That's right Francine...I am Victoria's partner in this match...Oh lucky you Lita,you are safe from her and that widow's peak finisher that she has...I am not afraid of that move Francine...You should be Lita...

Victoria moves the dolls to her left hand as she picks up her action figure in her right, still using the strange voice.

Victoria, the Psychobitch Oh no Lita...watch out, it's Victoria...AAAHHHHH... ~Victoria's voice is normal as she talks for her doll~ That's right, it is me. And you will do what I tell you too won't you Lita. I am the one that is in charge of our team aren't I? ~back to the strange voice~ That's right Victoria, you are in charge.

Victoria pats the hand of her doll on Lita and Francine's dolls heads then sets them back down. She picks up the headless Torrie doll and uses her doll to beat it up, then puts it into a gorilla press position and tosses it over the table. Grabbing the Gail Kim Pretzel that she made, she makes it look like her action figure kicks it off the table. Leaving her doll standing there, she didn't see Steven step up behind her.

Steven Richards, Deranged Manager Just what will we get my niece Vickie babe...we didn't find anything at the WalMart.

Victoria, the Psychobitch Here Steven, let's give her these dolls...after all, one of them is her favorite wrestler and the other is her uncle.

She holds up the two dolls of her and Steven. He smiles then realizes what it was that Victoria said. He lowers his eyebrows and then walks off with the dolls. Victoria smiles as she closes the book and gets to her feet. Walking towards the shelf, her thoughts are on the match coming up on Ground Zero.

Victoria, the Psychobitch In just a few days, I will be stepping into the ring with three women, two that will be nothing but victims when I am done with them. And one that is my partner. Torrie Wilson and Gail Kim, this is going to be an alphabetic match...you better bring your A games...because you are going to "be" "seeing" nothing but the ring lights when I knock you down and leave you lying in the middle of the ring.

Victoria smiles as she shoves the book between two others. The camera zooms in as she leaves the room looking for Steven. The titles of the two books can be seen. One is "Changing Minds: The Art and Science of Changing Our Own and Other People's Minds" and the other is a copy of "Mick Foley is Good"