-/-\- Madison "The Diva of the Future" Divera -/-\-

The days are long, and the nights are cold. I sit here in my lonesome silence, waiting for the next wave of noise. The street lights begin to flicker, the building shakes. I take in a breath with a deep sigh, listening intently to the tracks of the train. That specific whoosh of the wheels. The screeching cries of the metal pressure. To me, it is the sounds of my opponents. The sounds of them crying out to me, begging me for some mercy. They will not prevail. I'll ring their necks, like chickens. Tarnish their hopes with the wrath of my palms and prove to the EWF, that they do not belong in the same ring as I, or that of my kindred.

The train belches out a pitiful howl as it comes to a stop. The pitter patter of feet echo in the short distance. I cross my legs, looking on to the window. The ground had stopped rippling the earth's surface below me, and I continue to open my thoughts. ArJay and Ace Cutta. Didn't my daughter go through this last week? Facing two pathetic morons...! Oh whoops... Ace Cutta is a different moron. My bad. Well then let's start off with him. Do you like pain my good man? Do you like to throw your opponents aside like yesterdays trash? Or do you just think of me as a new character on the revolution roster? A rookie, a basically nobody stepping in the ring with the great almighty Ace Cutta. Well sorry to burst egotistical bubble there sport, but I am way more than just another pretty little face on that pay roll.

I am more than just a sexy piece of ass walking in to that ring. And don't bother cracking jokes about being the opposite gender. If you haven't realized.. but male superstars are so five years ago. Get over yourself, grow some real balls, and get laid. Do you think you are going to get off easy. Waltz in to the ring like your King Kong, do a little song and dance, and leave? Well you have it all wrong Cutta boy, the shit has hit the fan, whether I know you from a whole in the ground or not. I didn't join this federation to watch people like you steal something that they do not deserve. I joined this federation to take out the trash, as corny as it may sound.

So what do I think then, of your little friend ArJay? I stand up from where I sat, dragging myself towards the window. The sun no longer risen, the birds no longer chirping. I watch the moon, a gigantic rock up in the sky. I pull out a cigarette, flipping my nifty zippo in the other. ArJay has nothing. The man lost badly last week to your new EWF Rising Superstar. That's right, dare I say it? What does it matter any ways. Damn near everybody who tends to step in the ring says something cocky 100% of the time or at least 10% of the time. We're not fooling the world to think we are level headed respectable wrestlers. Shit this ain't the Teletubies man. Things are about to unfold here. If people think that us women, and by us women I mean my daughter and I, can't compete in the ring with the men, just like how all the other diva's stay in their respective division, you have to be fooling yourself.

Okay Mr. Self Righteous, what are your thoughts of losing to a pair of females like you just lost to my 18 year old daughter last week? I pull the tip of the filter to my lips and taken in a long inhale of smoke. Reaching back to my hair, I pull the elastic band from my wrist and wrap it over my hair, before smirking.

ArJay the man who doesn't brag am I right? The man who doesn't like to show of his godly record and how many belts he has won over his career. The man who says he won't do something of the sort, but yet explain it in the long wrong. Very creative ArJay, you should get that shit published. If you don't want to brag about you god damn belts then don't open your fucking mouth. Hell I have belts to and I have managed not to think of them this whole entire time that I have been thinking about how badly you are going to get your ass kicked in the ring. I'm not joshing you, this isn't a huge joke. There is two females on that card, and they are against you. Whether you like it or not, believe it or not, want it or not, we're after you and all that you resemble. We're about to tear through the EWF and peel you with your eyes closed. Because we are just that damn good.

Pulling the cigarette to my lips once again, inhaling then exhaling. There is a tiny knock at my door. Rushing to finish my cigarette, I throw it to out the window, searching for some gum. No they all know I smoke, I'm not 12, I just don't like them smelling it or seeing it. I turned to the doorway, and opened the door. Looking down at the fierce blue eyes of hers. Her dark but yet pale skin, very radiant, even in the dark. Her long curly and black hair rested gently on her shoulders, and I kneeled down before her.

Brooke: "Mommy...?"

I lifted my hand, gently smoothing it through her beautiful black hair.

Madison: "Yes my sweet baby girl?"

The heart ache was in her eyes, as she stared in to mine. I could feel her pain, as she reached out to take out my hand in hers.

Brooke: "I can't sleep.."

I tilted my head.

Madison: "Did you have a bad dream?"

She nods her head. My first born, my prized possession.

Brooke: "I had a dream I would never see Daddy again."

This is the third night in a row that she couldn't sleep. What am I supposed to do? This is just hard for a mother to watch.

Madison: "Baby, the last thing you have to worry about is your Daddy never seeing you again. He's a strong man, and he will overcome any obstacle just to see your beautiful face. He loves you more than he loves life itself."

Brooke nods, with a slight smile.

Madison: "Daddy will always be here for you no matter what angel. But you have school in the morning, please try and get some rest."

She nods her head again, leaning up and kisses my nose.

Brooke: "I love you always and forever Mommy."

I lift my hand once again, to stroke her hair before I stroke her cheek lightly.

Madison: "I love you to angel, forever an always. Sweet dreams."

I kissed her forehead, and with her teddy in hand, she exists the doorway down the hall to the bedroom that she shares with her other siblings.

x.X. -0- Flash Back -0- X.x

I brush my lips over his, lost in the moment. I can feel his hand slide over to the top of my head, his other arm wrapped underneath of me. The smile on my face tells it all as I lie peacefully in bed.

Daniel: "Mmmm I love you sweet face."

I couldn't help but bite my lip. Those succulent words, made my body shiver. Not once in my life I have felt this way, never about another.

Madison: "I love you too Daniel."

The sweet embrace was more than awarding. I leant my head backwards, so I could see his thick brown eyes at a good distance. Slithering his hand up the middle of my spine with his fingertips he gently then pulls my head to his and kisses my lips. My heart pounds, and my body melts.

Madison: "Promise me something."

I kiss him again. His hand now at my cheek. I tilt my head to the side petting his palm with my nose.

Daniel: "What's that love?"

Pulling my bottom lip in, I bite it gently with a school girl smile on my face.

Madison: "Promise me, that you will never leave me. You'd never intentionally hurt me."

His eyes staring down deep in to my eyes. I could tell that the love we felt was more than just real, but it was a fantasy. The kind of love you read in books.

Daniel: "I could never leave you. You mean the world to me Madison."

I wrap my arms further around him, holding him close and never wanting to let go. This is what I yearned for in live. Love, and happiness. Of course one day leading to a family. This is all I needed in the world.

Madison: "When are you leaving for your match?"

Daniel: "I should be getting ready right now for my flight, but my heart is telling me that I want to stay here and be with you."

I smile.

Daniel: "Why can't you come with me?"

I pet his face, it hurts me too to be apart from you this long.

Madison: "Because I told my mom I would be there for her this weekend."

He nods his head. Nobody could understand better than he did. He didn't just understand but he encouraged me for my dreams. This is the man I want to marry.

Daniel: "Oh god, it's going to kill me to be away from you even a second."

Resting my head on his chest.. I swirl my finger tip over his pecks.

Madison: "I want to have a family with you Daniel."

He squirmed. I felt some tension.

Daniel: "What..?"

I think he was praying that I was kidding. I assure him I wasn't as I looked deep in to those chocolate brown eyes of his.

Madison: "I want us to get married, have children. Be happy.."

Daniel: "Madison I..."

Madison: "I never said now. I don't care if it is years from now, as long as I get to."

He pulled me down on top of him again and kissed my forehead. I could tell what I said bothered him.

Daniel: "Let's take this one step at a time love."

I nodded my head. But he moved out from underneath of me and pulled his pants on as he slipped out from the bed.

Daniel: "I have to get going sweetface, or else I am going to miss my flight."

I really didn't want him to go. For a while I had the feeling that he was going to leave this match behind just to be with me, but after I mentioned a family.. he gets distant with me. I watch him dress himself.. looking over to the suitcase already prepared for him. Walking around the other side of the bed, he scoops me up in his arms and kisses me one last time on the lips, passionately, letting me down gently on the floor.

Daniel: "You're turn. You have to get ready to go see your mom. You know how little patience she has."

I smiled.

Madison: "I love you, forever and always."

Daniel: "Always and forever darling. Good-bye for now."

I let myself fall back to the bed, sitting up. He grabbed his suitcase as he left the bedroom. Biting my lip yet again, I couldn't wait for him to come back. To swoop me up in his arms and carry me back over to this bed.

I pulled myself up to my feet, walked in to the bathroom beside the bed, and looked in to the mirror. There was however something else on my mind.

Madison: "Well, this is ridiculous. But there is only one way to get it out of my system,."

I smirked, knew it couldn't have been anything serious as I reach under the sink and pull out a small hidden plastic bag with a small box in it. I stood up closing the cabinet , and look back in to the mirror as I unravel the bag.

I sigh. Why am I nervous, I know the answer?

The box I pull out reads "Pregnancy Test" on the front of the box, and my heart jumps. I'm getting all worked up for nothing. This isn't something I need or want right now, I'm only 21. Or did I?

I shook my head.

Pulled the test out of the box. I wonder what he would say if by some miracle this thing came out to be positive. Would he welcome a baby in to our lives so soon? With how his reaction was in the bedroom not long ago, my sources and gut instinct says he would run.

Daniel's not like that. He couldn't do that to me.

I impatiently wait on the edge of the bathtub. I'm tapping my feet, looking up at the pregnancy test sitting on the sink. I'm too nervous to get up and look. It is impossible for me to be pregnant. I just started my career in wrestling. I have just started to launch my whole life in a great direction. What would I do with a baby?

I stand up. Frozen on the floor.

I have to look, I can't hesitate. No matter what I need to find out the answer and either way I will find out. Just do it. Come on Maddy... I slowly approach the pregnancy test.. not looking at it, I reach down with my hand and pick it up.. holding it in my hand... I can't seem to peel my eyes open.

Just do it, look at it.

I open my eyes, dart them at the pregnancy test, and drop it. My hands begin to shake, my throat becomes hoarse and dry. I couldn't believe my eyes. This is not what I had expected..

I'm pregnant.

x.X. -0- End Flash Back -0- X.x

Shaking my head, I swallow air. That night was the last night I saw him. The last night I heard from him, the last night I felt true happiness for the longest time. What a time for your life to go in to the shitter. You find out you are about to get the greatest gift known to man kind and then everything begins to unravel before your eyes and takes a turn for the worst.

There is no more sitting back for me. There is no more of the is pain, things are changing and if I have a hard time doing it, I am going to throw my punches even harder. It's been a while since I have been in the ring, and it's been a while since I held gold. EWF better be prepared for the best thing that will ever happen to the federation. Better than every one on the roster, yes even Andrew Watts, Brian Adams, Thor, everybody.

Andrew Watts better look at the Exotic Sunset match as the closest he will get to the title, because that Invitational Battle Royal has my name on it, and you can bet your ass I am going to win it.

I pull myself to the door. Pressing my forehead up against it. I feel pumped, ready, to get in to the ring this second. Create some dents in the face of those who oppose me. Create a wave in the Revolution Roster of EWF. This is my time once again. Nothing's going to hold me back now.

I headed back over to the window, a stern look on my face, I pull out the micky in my pocket. The bottle reads "Smirnoff." Twisting the cap, and pulling back my head to take a nice swig. I replace the cap and put it on the window sill.

Madison: "Let me get one thing straight! ArJay... Ace Cutta, you're not just facing me, Madison Divera, but you are facing my daughter Roxxie Roberts. So if you as much harm one hair on her little head, (Yes I know this is wrestling match, that's not the point.) I will make sure you live to regret the day you were born. Whether you like it or not, this is going to be a match that you will not want to live through again, a match you will soon want to have never happened. To erase it from your mind. Because it will be the day that Divine Intervention ran your careers so far in to the ground, the earth's core will incinerate your sorry asses"

I reach back in to my pocket and retrieve my cigarettes.

Madison: "I could stand here, I could go on about my accomplishments and pretend like I am not doing it to place fear in people's eyes like you do ArJay. Oh no, I have no need to try and make people fear me. It comes naturally. When people see their name tagged in the same match as I am in, seeing that I am their opponent for the week, they practically shit themselves senseless. Yes that is right, I am being a cocky bitch. My specialty. But there is a difference in being cocky, and confident about something. There is a different in being conceited and knowing what the outcome of something will be."

"Don't bother with your typical insults. The, my horse is bigger than your horse routine. Who cares what kind of things you have accomplished in the past. I have been and seen people walk in to a federation and their first match be against the World Champion and guess what happens? The World Champ gets their ass royally kicked. You don't stand a fighting chance."

"Let me beat you to the punch and say just because I have a vagina doesn't mean that I can't rip your head off. I know you may not think that.. I know that you may possible respect women in what they can do in the ring against men. I'm just rolling with the punches and dodging yours before they hit. Don't even both bagging on my personal life.. you don't know shit about me. I don't know shit about either of you two, I don't really care about you too and I don't want to know what happened in your life. All I am concerned with what it going to happen. I am not sure whether to call the hospital and make sure there is an ambulance ready to take your sorry asses out, or to call the funeral service and have a coffin ready for you."

Puffing on my cancer stick.. I turn around leaning my ass on the windowsill beside my life line, the bottle of vodka.

Madison: "I will be the air you breath, your nightmares in the night. I will be all you wish to be and more. No not because I have big tits and a nice ass. But because when Exotic Sunset comes around, instead of seeing Brian Adams or your sorry asses if you attempt it.. but it will be my name.. representing every female in this corporation.. you will wish you were in my shoes. You will want to wait on my every hand and foot just so you can get close to smelling the gold that will be wrapped around my waist. ArJat and Ace.. you're in for a rude awakening.. and there is nobody that can deliver that rude awakening better than I can."

I smirk finishing my cigarette before throwing it out the window. Taking my bottle I exit the room.


	RP #: 01 Opponent(s): ArJay & Ace Cutter Stips: Tag Team Match - Anything Goes EWF Record: 0/0/0 Tag Team Record: 0/0/0 Total Record: 47/2/13 Accomplishments: OWF, IWA, EGW, GWL, UWF, SCW, EWF Contracts. 1x IWA Heavy Weight Champion 1x EGW Extreme World Champion 1x EWA Iron Man Champion 1x EWA Tag Team Champion UWF Match Records: ArJay & Ace Cutta V.S Divine Intervention () Name: Madison Divera Age: 27 DOB: October 1st, 1980. Birth Place: Damanhur, Egypt. Current Residence: Oakley, California. Alignment: Cocky Heel Female Siblings: 12 Male Siblings: 9 Female Children: 5 (One Dead) Male Children: 2 Female Grandchildren: 0 Male Grandchildren: 1

	The days are long, and the nights are cold. I sit here in my lonesome silence, waiting for the next wave of noise. The street lights begin to flicker, the building shakes. I take in a breath with a deep sigh, listening intently to the tracks of the train. That specific whoosh of the wheels. The screeching cries of the metal pressure. To me, it is the sounds of my opponents. The sounds of them crying out to me, begging me for some mercy. They will not prevail. I'll ring their necks, like chickens. Tarnish their hopes with the wrath of my palms and prove to the EWF, that they do not belong in the same ring as I, or that of my kindred. The train belches out a pitiful howl as it comes to a stop. The pitter patter of feet echo in the short distance. I cross my legs, looking on to the window. The ground had stopped rippling the earth's surface below me, and I continue to open my thoughts. ArJay and Ace Cutta. Didn't my daughter go through this last week? Facing two pathetic morons...! Oh whoops... Ace Cutta is a different moron. My bad. Well then let's start off with him. Do you like pain my good man? Do you like to throw your opponents aside like yesterdays trash? Or do you just think of me as a new character on the revolution roster? A rookie, a basically nobody stepping in the ring with the great almighty Ace Cutta. Well sorry to burst egotistical bubble there sport, but I am way more than just another pretty little face on that pay roll. I am more than just a sexy piece of ass walking in to that ring. And don't bother cracking jokes about being the opposite gender. If you haven't realized.. but male superstars are so five years ago. Get over yourself, grow some real balls, and get laid. Do you think you are going to get off easy. Waltz in to the ring like your King Kong, do a little song and dance, and leave? Well you have it all wrong Cutta boy, the shit has hit the fan, whether I know you from a whole in the ground or not. I didn't join this federation to watch people like you steal something that they do not deserve. I joined this federation to take out the trash, as corny as it may sound. So what do I think then, of your little friend ArJay? I stand up from where I sat, dragging myself towards the window. The sun no longer risen, the birds no longer chirping. I watch the moon, a gigantic rock up in the sky. I pull out a cigarette, flipping my nifty zippo in the other. ArJay has nothing. The man lost badly last week to your new EWF Rising Superstar. That's right, dare I say it? What does it matter any ways. Damn near everybody who tends to step in the ring says something cocky 100% of the time or at least 10% of the time. We're not fooling the world to think we are level headed respectable wrestlers. Shit this ain't the Teletubies man. Things are about to unfold here. If people think that us women, and by us women I mean my daughter and I, can't compete in the ring with the men, just like how all the other diva's stay in their respective division, you have to be fooling yourself. Okay Mr. Self Righteous, what are your thoughts of losing to a pair of females like you just lost to my 18 year old daughter last week? I pull the tip of the filter to my lips and taken in a long inhale of smoke. Reaching back to my hair, I pull the elastic band from my wrist and wrap it over my hair, before smirking. ArJay the man who doesn't brag am I right? The man who doesn't like to show of his godly record and how many belts he has won over his career. The man who says he won't do something of the sort, but yet explain it in the long wrong. Very creative ArJay, you should get that shit published. If you don't want to brag about you god damn belts then don't open your fucking mouth. Hell I have belts to and I have managed not to think of them this whole entire time that I have been thinking about how badly you are going to get your ass kicked in the ring. I'm not joshing you, this isn't a huge joke. There is two females on that card, and they are against you. Whether you like it or not, believe it or not, want it or not, we're after you and all that you resemble. We're about to tear through the EWF and peel you with your eyes closed. Because we are just that damn good. Pulling the cigarette to my lips once again, inhaling then exhaling. There is a tiny knock at my door. Rushing to finish my cigarette, I throw it to out the window, searching for some gum. No they all know I smoke, I'm not 12, I just don't like them smelling it or seeing it. I turned to the doorway, and opened the door. Looking down at the fierce blue eyes of hers. Her dark but yet pale skin, very radiant, even in the dark. Her long curly and black hair rested gently on her shoulders, and I kneeled down before her. Brooke: "Mommy...?" I lifted my hand, gently smoothing it through her beautiful black hair. Madison: "Yes my sweet baby girl?" The heart ache was in her eyes, as she stared in to mine. I could feel her pain, as she reached out to take out my hand in hers. Brooke: "I can't sleep.." I tilted my head. Madison: "Did you have a bad dream?" She nods her head. My first born, my prized possession. Brooke: "I had a dream I would never see Daddy again." This is the third night in a row that she couldn't sleep. What am I supposed to do? This is just hard for a mother to watch. Madison: "Baby, the last thing you have to worry about is your Daddy never seeing you again. He's a strong man, and he will overcome any obstacle just to see your beautiful face. He loves you more than he loves life itself." Brooke nods, with a slight smile. Madison: "Daddy will always be here for you no matter what angel. But you have school in the morning, please try and get some rest." She nods her head again, leaning up and kisses my nose. Brooke: "I love you always and forever Mommy." I lift my hand once again, to stroke her hair before I stroke her cheek lightly. Madison: "I love you to angel, forever an always. Sweet dreams." I kissed her forehead, and with her teddy in hand, she exists the doorway down the hall to the bedroom that she shares with her other siblings. x.X. -0- Flash Back -0- X.x I brush my lips over his, lost in the moment. I can feel his hand slide over to the top of my head, his other arm wrapped underneath of me. The smile on my face tells it all as I lie peacefully in bed. Daniel: "Mmmm I love you sweet face." I couldn't help but bite my lip. Those succulent words, made my body shiver. Not once in my life I have felt this way, never about another. Madison: "I love you too Daniel." The sweet embrace was more than awarding. I leant my head backwards, so I could see his thick brown eyes at a good distance. Slithering his hand up the middle of my spine with his fingertips he gently then pulls my head to his and kisses my lips. My heart pounds, and my body melts. Madison: "Promise me something." I kiss him again. His hand now at my cheek. I tilt my head to the side petting his palm with my nose. Daniel: "What's that love?" Pulling my bottom lip in, I bite it gently with a school girl smile on my face. Madison: "Promise me, that you will never leave me. You'd never intentionally hurt me." His eyes staring down deep in to my eyes. I could tell that the love we felt was more than just real, but it was a fantasy. The kind of love you read in books. Daniel: "I could never leave you. You mean the world to me Madison." I wrap my arms further around him, holding him close and never wanting to let go. This is what I yearned for in live. Love, and happiness. Of course one day leading to a family. This is all I needed in the world. Madison: "When are you leaving for your match?" Daniel: "I should be getting ready right now for my flight, but my heart is telling me that I want to stay here and be with you." I smile. Daniel: "Why can't you come with me?" I pet his face, it hurts me too to be apart from you this long. Madison: "Because I told my mom I would be there for her this weekend." He nods his head. Nobody could understand better than he did. He didn't just understand but he encouraged me for my dreams. This is the man I want to marry. Daniel: "Oh god, it's going to kill me to be away from you even a second." Resting my head on his chest.. I swirl my finger tip over his pecks. Madison: "I want to have a family with you Daniel." He squirmed. I felt some tension. Daniel: "What..?" I think he was praying that I was kidding. I assure him I wasn't as I looked deep in to those chocolate brown eyes of his. Madison: "I want us to get married, have children. Be happy.." Daniel: "Madison I..." Madison: "I never said now. I don't care if it is years from now, as long as I get to." He pulled me down on top of him again and kissed my forehead. I could tell what I said bothered him. Daniel: "Let's take this one step at a time love." I nodded my head. But he moved out from underneath of me and pulled his pants on as he slipped out from the bed. Daniel: "I have to get going sweetface, or else I am going to miss my flight." I really didn't want him to go. For a while I had the feeling that he was going to leave this match behind just to be with me, but after I mentioned a family.. he gets distant with me. I watch him dress himself.. looking over to the suitcase already prepared for him. Walking around the other side of the bed, he scoops me up in his arms and kisses me one last time on the lips, passionately, letting me down gently on the floor. Daniel: "You're turn. You have to get ready to go see your mom. You know how little patience she has." I smiled. Madison: "I love you, forever and always." Daniel: "Always and forever darling. Good-bye for now." I let myself fall back to the bed, sitting up. He grabbed his suitcase as he left the bedroom. Biting my lip yet again, I couldn't wait for him to come back. To swoop me up in his arms and carry me back over to this bed. I pulled myself up to my feet, walked in to the bathroom beside the bed, and looked in to the mirror. There was however something else on my mind. Madison: "Well, this is ridiculous. But there is only one way to get it out of my system,." I smirked, knew it couldn't have been anything serious as I reach under the sink and pull out a small hidden plastic bag with a small box in it. I stood up closing the cabinet , and look back in to the mirror as I unravel the bag. I sigh. Why am I nervous, I know the answer? The box I pull out reads "Pregnancy Test" on the front of the box, and my heart jumps. I'm getting all worked up for nothing. This isn't something I need or want right now, I'm only 21. Or did I? I shook my head. Pulled the test out of the box. I wonder what he would say if by some miracle this thing came out to be positive. Would he welcome a baby in to our lives so soon? With how his reaction was in the bedroom not long ago, my sources and gut instinct says he would run. Daniel's not like that. He couldn't do that to me. I impatiently wait on the edge of the bathtub. I'm tapping my feet, looking up at the pregnancy test sitting on the sink. I'm too nervous to get up and look. It is impossible for me to be pregnant. I just started my career in wrestling. I have just started to launch my whole life in a great direction. What would I do with a baby? I stand up. Frozen on the floor. I have to look, I can't hesitate. No matter what I need to find out the answer and either way I will find out. Just do it. Come on Maddy... I slowly approach the pregnancy test.. not looking at it, I reach down with my hand and pick it up.. holding it in my hand... I can't seem to peel my eyes open. Just do it, look at it. I open my eyes, dart them at the pregnancy test, and drop it. My hands begin to shake, my throat becomes hoarse and dry. I couldn't believe my eyes. This is not what I had expected.. I'm pregnant. x.X. -0- End Flash Back -0- X.x Shaking my head, I swallow air. That night was the last night I saw him. The last night I heard from him, the last night I felt true happiness for the longest time. What a time for your life to go in to the shitter. You find out you are about to get the greatest gift known to man kind and then everything begins to unravel before your eyes and takes a turn for the worst. There is no more sitting back for me. There is no more of the is pain, things are changing and if I have a hard time doing it, I am going to throw my punches even harder. It's been a while since I have been in the ring, and it's been a while since I held gold. EWF better be prepared for the best thing that will ever happen to the federation. Better than every one on the roster, yes even Andrew Watts, Brian Adams, Thor, everybody. Andrew Watts better look at the Exotic Sunset match as the closest he will get to the title, because that Invitational Battle Royal has my name on it, and you can bet your ass I am going to win it. I pull myself to the door. Pressing my forehead up against it. I feel pumped, ready, to get in to the ring this second. Create some dents in the face of those who oppose me. Create a wave in the Revolution Roster of EWF. This is my time once again. Nothing's going to hold me back now. I headed back over to the window, a stern look on my face, I pull out the micky in my pocket. The bottle reads "Smirnoff." Twisting the cap, and pulling back my head to take a nice swig. I replace the cap and put it on the window sill. Madison: "Let me get one thing straight! ArJay... Ace Cutta, you're not just facing me, Madison Divera, but you are facing my daughter Roxxie Roberts. So if you as much harm one hair on her little head, (Yes I know this is wrestling match, that's not the point.) I will make sure you live to regret the day you were born. Whether you like it or not, this is going to be a match that you will not want to live through again, a match you will soon want to have never happened. To erase it from your mind. Because it will be the day that Divine Intervention ran your careers so far in to the ground, the earth's core will incinerate your sorry asses" I reach back in to my pocket and retrieve my cigarettes. Madison: "I could stand here, I could go on about my accomplishments and pretend like I am not doing it to place fear in people's eyes like you do ArJay. Oh no, I have no need to try and make people fear me. It comes naturally. When people see their name tagged in the same match as I am in, seeing that I am their opponent for the week, they practically shit themselves senseless. Yes that is right, I am being a cocky bitch. My specialty. But there is a difference in being cocky, and confident about something. There is a different in being conceited and knowing what the outcome of something will be." "Don't bother with your typical insults. The, my horse is bigger than your horse routine. Who cares what kind of things you have accomplished in the past. I have been and seen people walk in to a federation and their first match be against the World Champion and guess what happens? The World Champ gets their ass royally kicked. You don't stand a fighting chance." "Let me beat you to the punch and say just because I have a vagina doesn't mean that I can't rip your head off. I know you may not think that.. I know that you may possible respect women in what they can do in the ring against men. I'm just rolling with the punches and dodging yours before they hit. Don't even both bagging on my personal life.. you don't know shit about me. I don't know shit about either of you two, I don't really care about you too and I don't want to know what happened in your life. All I am concerned with what it going to happen. I am not sure whether to call the hospital and make sure there is an ambulance ready to take your sorry asses out, or to call the funeral service and have a coffin ready for you." Puffing on my cancer stick.. I turn around leaning my ass on the windowsill beside my life line, the bottle of vodka. Madison: "I will be the air you breath, your nightmares in the night. I will be all you wish to be and more. No not because I have big tits and a nice ass. But because when Exotic Sunset comes around, instead of seeing Brian Adams or your sorry asses if you attempt it.. but it will be my name.. representing every female in this corporation.. you will wish you were in my shoes. You will want to wait on my every hand and foot just so you can get close to smelling the gold that will be wrapped around my waist. ArJat and Ace.. you're in for a rude awakening.. and there is nobody that can deliver that rude awakening better than I can." I smirk finishing my cigarette before throwing it out the window. Taking my bottle I exit the room.