the culmination
Sept 29, 2016 18:23:02 GMT -5
Post by bmac on Sept 29, 2016 18:23:02 GMT -5
September 29th, 2016
*ON CAMERA*
The screen flashes on to Molly Reid, as she sits there looking straight ahead at the camera. Much like previous videos, the ocean can be seen in the background as she looks ahead, preparing to speak. She grins as she looks around quickly before starting.
“Hey y’all! It feels like just yesterday that I was talking to you last but so much has happened since then. Well really one big thing. And if you were watching last time I recorded then you shouldn’t have been all that surprised. I said what I was going to do, and then I went out there and did it. I told everyone I was going to win that five-way fray match and now here I am, getting ready for my shot at Fujiko Mine’s FGA Pride Championship belt. A shot that I have absolutely no intentions of wasting. Not again.”
“First off I can’t not talk about what happened at Vertigo two weeks ago. We all saw what happened. Apparently I had offended Envi by not taking his help when he offered it. Or he was just trying to push me over the edge. Whatever his reasons were for attacking me backstage, they were an absolute load of bullshit. He didn’t attack me because he was trying to push me to a level that I hadn’t gotten to before. He didn’t attack me because of anything I did or said. Evan Envi attacked me because he’s terrified of me.”
“After all the shit he put me through the past few weeks, Envi was terrified that he’d have to step into the same ring as me. He knew how mad I was at him. He was afraid. Evan Envi knows he’s nowhere near good enough to beat me in a match. He knew that as long as I was in that match, there was absolutely no way that he was going to win. So he did what cowards like him do. He hit me with a couple of cheapshots backstage and tried to knock me out of the match before it had even started. But that wasn’t going to ruin my moment. I got my eye for an eye revenge before the match, but once that bell rang, business began.”
“And business was great. Despite everything, despite being attacked before the match by a coward, despite having to compete against four other wrestlers, I still walked away from that match as the winner. Not Envi, not Noelle, not Storm, not Savannah. Me. Molly Reid. Number one contender for the Pride Championship. Just like I said I was going to do.”
“I won’t pretend that it was easy. I had to dig deep and go all out to win this match. I didn’t hold anything back. Everyone in that ring was a different kind of challenge that I had to overcome, even with the odds stacked against me. But this was a different match for me. This wasn’t the Molly of old. I wasn’t going to be satisfied with a good effort. It wasn’t like my matches in the past where as long as I tried my hardest I would be happy. No, I’m done with that. I want to win.Two weeks ago, I wanted to win. Losing wasn’t an option for me in that match. So I fought and I clawed and I kept going. I refused to stay down for a three count. I refused to tap out. I refused to lose. And then, when I saw Envi looking at me with the fear in his eyes as my fist crumpled his face, I knew that this was my chance. I saw Noelle coming at me so I did what I had to do. Caught her in midair with the knees, then hit the Molly Kick. Doesn’t matter how big, how strong, how fast, how tough you are. When I hit you with the Molly Kick, you’re going down. Noelle fought a good fight, they all did. But I just wasn’t going to lose.”
“And now I’ve got my chance. MY chance. Not something that somebody gave to me. This wasn’t something I was handed. Nobody even offered this to me. No, I went out there and I demanded to be given this chance and I delivered. This is MY own doing. FGA didn’t tell me that this was going to be my next match, or that I was going to fight this person next. No, I decided that I wanted to challenge Fujiko for her Pride Championship and so I went out to that ring four weeks ago and told the world that I was going to do that. It didn’t matter that there were four others wanting to do the same thing. There could have been ten others and it wouldn’t have changed a thing. I wanted this match with Fujiko and nothing was going to stop me from getting it.”
“So now, here we are Fujiko. It’s just you and me on Saturday night. Well, us and your Pride Championship. A championship that I know you worked so hard to get. A championship that I know you aren’t going to give up without one hell of a fight. The Pride Championship is held by the truly great grapplers in this business. This is a pure wrestling championship, one that is gained and held on technical ability and ring prowess. You don’t win the Pride Championship because you know how to hit someone with a chair, or even because you can punch hard. No, that’s not what this title is about. And that’s why I want to win this title so badly.”
“See, when I began my career, I had no wrestling training. Hell, I had no combat experience other than some basic mixed martial arts training at my gym. I was signed to IWF because they saw a video of me kicking a girl in the head while wearing high heels at a club. It wasn’t one of my finest moments, but it kickstarted everything for me. They gave me a chance and I jumped on it. I had nothing else going on and I was in a pretty dark place. I figured wrestling was a good outlet to take out all of my anger on the world. But IWF was not your typical wrestling company. I quickly learned that how violent wrestling could be. There was this one guy there named Tim Patrick, I’m fairly certain that he bled in every match he was ever in, which was well over 30 matches. IWF was a bloodbath, just constant backstage attacks, cheat weapon shots, and hardcore matches mixed in with regular wrestling. I had to adapt fast, so I learned how to deal with it all. My third wrestling match ever was for a title match in a steel cage. My third wrestling match of my life and I found myself getting my face smashed and cut open on steel fence. I was a bloody broken mess, but I still won that match. Countless other matches, each more violent than the last. I did whatever it took to win, even if that meant breaking the rules. Now I know what you’re thinking. Where are you going with all of this Molly? Who cares what happened in IWF, we don’t need to know how violent it was or how tough you were or whatever. But that’s not my point. What I’m trying to get across is that I had no technical wrestling background, and I didn’t need it, so I never got any experience with it. In SCW there was a little more of it, but still I was coasting a lot on my cardio and speed and less on my technical prowess. But there I was, signing a contract with the Frontier Grappling Arts despite having very little experience in technical wrestling. But yet here I am with a chance to become the Pride Champion. Proof on how far I’ve come as a wrestler. I started from some hardcore violent freak, but I’ve trained myself to become one of the best wrestlers in this company. The Pride Championship is just validation of that, and that’s why I want it.”
“I think you can relate to that, right Fujiko? After all, you had a less than technical start here in FGA didn’t you? I can recall your early start here in FGA, coming out as Sebastian Stone’s sort of manager, sort of superfan or whatever you were to him. But that wasn’t what you really were. Accidentally costing him a match, him finding you attacked backstage. But things weren’t what they seemed were they? You did it all on purpose, you faked being attacked, to get an upper hand. It was crafty, it was dirty, it was pretty awesome to be honest. But not exactly the honor that pure technical wrestling is built on. Neither was the way you fought after that. Cheating to win, taking the easy way out, using weapons. Whatever it took. Though I must admit I laughed pretty damn hard when Johnny Karma outfoxed you and your brass knucks in White Plains back in the day. Served you right at the time honestly. But you had to rely on all of this stuff to win when you first started in FGA. Your first championship in FGA you won because ‘nobody told you that you were eliminated from the battle royal’ so you just kept going. I mean, yes, nobody told you that you were out and sure you could keep going, but again, honorability is at a low level with that. But that’s not what I’m trying to get across with this. Your start in FGA was much like mine in IWF, just on a different axis. You weren’t relying on pure wrestling talent and ability to win matches. You couldn’t have wrestled for the Pride Championship because you didn’t know how to wrestle by the rules.”
“But you evolved right? For one reason or another, you decided it was time to change your ways and start trying to wrestle fairly. It took you a while though. You had to lose your Mid Atlantic Legacy Championship to Noelle in that ladder match. You had to lose to Johnny Karma in that second number one contenders match for the Pride Championship, after your first one ended with some question marks. You lost in the opening round of the Frontier Lions Cup to eventual winner Tony Carmine. You lost to Izzy in another MAL Championship match at the four-year anniversary show. You got knocked down so far that you were in near tears at Final Frontier because you had no match. I don’t blame you, I probably would’ve been the same. But that changed things for you. After that, your career in FGA started to turn around. You beat Noelle and got revenge. You were the iron woman in the Gold Rush Rumble. What was it, like 56 minutes in that match? I was in it for like 20-some minutes with you, and I was in awe of what you were doing despite having been in there for so much longer than I had. Then, finally, you got your chance at the Pride Championship. And in a culmination of years of hard work and dedication, you beat Johnny Karma. After all the hard losses to him, everything you went through, you finally beat him. And you did it fair and square, in a Pride Championship match. No rule breaking, no extra advantages, just pure wrestling talent.”
“That’s why I don’t understand when people still try to insult you and your abilities or anything. Like you’d have to be an idiot to not see the evolution of Fujiko Mine in that ring. You went from someone who had to cheat to win and didn’t even win, to someone who is a champion of pure wrestling. Whether you taught yourself, were coached, whatever the cause, you became one of the best wrestlers in FGA. And now I get to face you for the title that culminated your journey.”
“Can you see it Fujiko? We’re on the same path. I’m a little behind you on that path, but I’m still on it the same. Look at me, I started in a company where I had to cheat and beat and just do whatever it took to win with no regard for rules. Then I decided to change, become a more legitimate wrestler who was known for her talents in the ring rather than what method she was going to use to cheat and bloody her way to the top. But it was less than successful. I had loss after loss. Every time I had a big match, I lost. My first SCW title match? Well that was just like your title loss to Noelle early on. My other big loss in SCW? You losing to Karma for the number one contendership. Losing to Annie? You losing to Izzy last year. See how all of these events line up with each other? Your turning point was Final Frontier, when you weren’t even booked on the show. Mine was letting Evan Envi distract me and cost me a chance to fight in the finals of the Frontier Lions Cup. I swore I would never let myself feel that way again, as I’m sure you did. So whatever you did to turn it around, it worked for you. Now I’m trying to do the same thing. I got it started off last week by beating four incredibly talented FGA wrestlers at the same time to earn this chance. I battled hard and I refused to lose and I did it. My new mentality, the new way of looking at myself and at wrestling, it pushed me over the edge and it got me to where I need to be to win here in FGA. Now I’ve got my chance to reach the high point of this journey. To get over the hump I’ve been trying to get over for all this time. And it comes against you.”
“Don’t you see it Fujiko? You’re my Johnny Karma! He was the one you had to beat to finally show everyone, yourself included, that you had what it took. That you could beat the best, that you could wrestle with anyone. To me, you’re the one I have to beat. You’re the one who stands in my way of reaching my journey’s goal. You knew deep down that you HAD to beat Johnny Karma, there were no other options. I HAVE to beat you Fujiko. Losing isn’t an option for me. This is the turning point in my career. If I win, I’ve gotten over the hump and I’ll have shown everyone, myself included, that I do exactly what I say when I say it. If I lose, I’m just that girl who lost yet another big match. I won’t be that girl anymore. I CAN’T be that girl anymore. She’s gone, she’s dead, she’s buried. The only girl here is the one who told everyone that she would win the five-way fray last week, and did. She’s the one telling everyone that she’s going to be the new FGA Pride Champion, and she’s not going to be proven wrong.”
“I’ve been in the ring with you twice before Fujiko. Once in the Gold Rush Rumble where we didn’t really interact. But once more recently, in our tag team match in August. Remember, where Salem and I beat you and Mark Storm. I’ve seen first hand what you can do in that ring. I know how talented you are. While I beat you there, neither of us were involved in the pinfall so I can’t really take anything away from that match. Other than the experience of knowing what it takes to hang in that ring with you. And I’ve seen your other matches in FGA against some of the best of the best and I know what you can do. But I hope you’ve seen what I can do too. I’ve won more matches in FGA this year than any other wrestler in the company. Two weeks ago I beat one of the hottest stars in FGA, again, in Mark Storm. I beat Noelle, the girl who has beaten you and taken you to your limits in the past. I beat Savannah, the one that took you to a time-limit draw in the Frontier Lions Cup. And I did all that in the same match despite having been attacked backstage not even an hour before the match by the fourth wrestler in said match. Despite all of those odds stacked against me, I did it.”
“I’m going to keep this going. And I’m going to do it by doing what I always do. When I’m in that ring I’m a fireball of energy and speed. I’m going to hit you with so much so quickly that you won’t know how to deal with it. You think you’ve seen fast wrestlers before, you’ve never seen anyone with the speed and the endurance that I have. I’m going to take every single shot you throw at me and I’m going to keep throwing it back. That’s what I do. Ask anyone who’s ever stepped into that ring with me. I know how much you want to defend this title Fujiko. I know what it means to you. I know how hard you worked to get here. You’re going to dig as deep as you possibly can to keep that title. But so am I. Every time you throw me around, slam me to that mat, knock me down, I’m going to bounce right back up. That’s what I do. I’m going to take every single bit of punishment you dish out to me, and I know it’ll be a lot. But I’m going to give it all right back. I’m going to hit you with everything I’ve got. Winning this title means everything to me. We can argue who it means more to, but in the end it doesn’t matter. Saturday night it’s just me and you and that ring.”
“I respect the hell out of you Fujiko. I’ve watched you grow from what you started as in FGA to what you are now. I’m going to shake your hand before and after this match. But this is MY time. This is MY moment. Your moment was beating Karma at All Star Showdown and it was an amazing moment. But Saturday October first, in Plymouth, that’s going to be Molly Reid’s moment. When I stepped into that ring with you four weeks ago, I had one goal. Beating you for the Pride Championship. Now, Saturday night, I have my chance. I’m not letting it go to waste.”
September 29th, 2016
*OFF CAMERA*
Molly jolted awake as the sound of a door slamming echoed through her house. She rubbed her eyes as she grabbed her phone and turned on the screen. She could see the four missed calls from Ashley, as well as the time of four-seventeen in the morning. Molly could hear footsteps racing up the stairs and then past the door to her bedroom. She slowly got out of bed as she heard the water start to run from the sink in the bathroom next to her room. Molly grabbed a shirt from the floor and threw it on to cover her naked body as she opened the door to her room and made her way to the bathroom.
“Ash?”
Molly could see Ashley frantically washing her face in the bathroom. Her hair looked disheveled and her shirt looked like it was soaked with sweat. Ashley turned to look at Molly, grinning slightly. “Hey Molly, just go back to bed, I’m just cleaning myself up.”
Molly nodded slowly, before her gaze moved down towards Ashley’s shirt, where she spotted a large dark red stain, shining in the light indicating that it was still wet. “What the fuck is that blood?!” Molly exclaimed loudly, pointing at the stain.
Ashley looked down and seemed to look shocked when she saw it. “Oh. Whoops.” Ashley replied, nonchalantly. “You should just go back to bed Molly.”
“What the hell is going on!? Are you hurt?!” Molly said, seeming more and more shocked as the realization of this situation started to hit her.
“No, I’m fine. It’s not mine.” Ashley said as she shut off the tap and wiped her face dry with a towel. She quickly pulled off the shirt and threw it down, while grabbing another shirt out of a laundry basket near the bathroom door. She pulled it over her head as she moved past Molly. “I’m heading out again, I’ll explain when I get back.”
With that, Ashley was running down the stairs, leaving Molly frozen in her spot, staring straight ahead trying to contemplate what she had just seen.
*ON CAMERA*
The screen flashes on to Molly Reid, as she sits there looking straight ahead at the camera. Much like previous videos, the ocean can be seen in the background as she looks ahead, preparing to speak. She grins as she looks around quickly before starting.
“Hey y’all! It feels like just yesterday that I was talking to you last but so much has happened since then. Well really one big thing. And if you were watching last time I recorded then you shouldn’t have been all that surprised. I said what I was going to do, and then I went out there and did it. I told everyone I was going to win that five-way fray match and now here I am, getting ready for my shot at Fujiko Mine’s FGA Pride Championship belt. A shot that I have absolutely no intentions of wasting. Not again.”
“First off I can’t not talk about what happened at Vertigo two weeks ago. We all saw what happened. Apparently I had offended Envi by not taking his help when he offered it. Or he was just trying to push me over the edge. Whatever his reasons were for attacking me backstage, they were an absolute load of bullshit. He didn’t attack me because he was trying to push me to a level that I hadn’t gotten to before. He didn’t attack me because of anything I did or said. Evan Envi attacked me because he’s terrified of me.”
“After all the shit he put me through the past few weeks, Envi was terrified that he’d have to step into the same ring as me. He knew how mad I was at him. He was afraid. Evan Envi knows he’s nowhere near good enough to beat me in a match. He knew that as long as I was in that match, there was absolutely no way that he was going to win. So he did what cowards like him do. He hit me with a couple of cheapshots backstage and tried to knock me out of the match before it had even started. But that wasn’t going to ruin my moment. I got my eye for an eye revenge before the match, but once that bell rang, business began.”
“And business was great. Despite everything, despite being attacked before the match by a coward, despite having to compete against four other wrestlers, I still walked away from that match as the winner. Not Envi, not Noelle, not Storm, not Savannah. Me. Molly Reid. Number one contender for the Pride Championship. Just like I said I was going to do.”
“I won’t pretend that it was easy. I had to dig deep and go all out to win this match. I didn’t hold anything back. Everyone in that ring was a different kind of challenge that I had to overcome, even with the odds stacked against me. But this was a different match for me. This wasn’t the Molly of old. I wasn’t going to be satisfied with a good effort. It wasn’t like my matches in the past where as long as I tried my hardest I would be happy. No, I’m done with that. I want to win.Two weeks ago, I wanted to win. Losing wasn’t an option for me in that match. So I fought and I clawed and I kept going. I refused to stay down for a three count. I refused to tap out. I refused to lose. And then, when I saw Envi looking at me with the fear in his eyes as my fist crumpled his face, I knew that this was my chance. I saw Noelle coming at me so I did what I had to do. Caught her in midair with the knees, then hit the Molly Kick. Doesn’t matter how big, how strong, how fast, how tough you are. When I hit you with the Molly Kick, you’re going down. Noelle fought a good fight, they all did. But I just wasn’t going to lose.”
“And now I’ve got my chance. MY chance. Not something that somebody gave to me. This wasn’t something I was handed. Nobody even offered this to me. No, I went out there and I demanded to be given this chance and I delivered. This is MY own doing. FGA didn’t tell me that this was going to be my next match, or that I was going to fight this person next. No, I decided that I wanted to challenge Fujiko for her Pride Championship and so I went out to that ring four weeks ago and told the world that I was going to do that. It didn’t matter that there were four others wanting to do the same thing. There could have been ten others and it wouldn’t have changed a thing. I wanted this match with Fujiko and nothing was going to stop me from getting it.”
“So now, here we are Fujiko. It’s just you and me on Saturday night. Well, us and your Pride Championship. A championship that I know you worked so hard to get. A championship that I know you aren’t going to give up without one hell of a fight. The Pride Championship is held by the truly great grapplers in this business. This is a pure wrestling championship, one that is gained and held on technical ability and ring prowess. You don’t win the Pride Championship because you know how to hit someone with a chair, or even because you can punch hard. No, that’s not what this title is about. And that’s why I want to win this title so badly.”
“See, when I began my career, I had no wrestling training. Hell, I had no combat experience other than some basic mixed martial arts training at my gym. I was signed to IWF because they saw a video of me kicking a girl in the head while wearing high heels at a club. It wasn’t one of my finest moments, but it kickstarted everything for me. They gave me a chance and I jumped on it. I had nothing else going on and I was in a pretty dark place. I figured wrestling was a good outlet to take out all of my anger on the world. But IWF was not your typical wrestling company. I quickly learned that how violent wrestling could be. There was this one guy there named Tim Patrick, I’m fairly certain that he bled in every match he was ever in, which was well over 30 matches. IWF was a bloodbath, just constant backstage attacks, cheat weapon shots, and hardcore matches mixed in with regular wrestling. I had to adapt fast, so I learned how to deal with it all. My third wrestling match ever was for a title match in a steel cage. My third wrestling match of my life and I found myself getting my face smashed and cut open on steel fence. I was a bloody broken mess, but I still won that match. Countless other matches, each more violent than the last. I did whatever it took to win, even if that meant breaking the rules. Now I know what you’re thinking. Where are you going with all of this Molly? Who cares what happened in IWF, we don’t need to know how violent it was or how tough you were or whatever. But that’s not my point. What I’m trying to get across is that I had no technical wrestling background, and I didn’t need it, so I never got any experience with it. In SCW there was a little more of it, but still I was coasting a lot on my cardio and speed and less on my technical prowess. But there I was, signing a contract with the Frontier Grappling Arts despite having very little experience in technical wrestling. But yet here I am with a chance to become the Pride Champion. Proof on how far I’ve come as a wrestler. I started from some hardcore violent freak, but I’ve trained myself to become one of the best wrestlers in this company. The Pride Championship is just validation of that, and that’s why I want it.”
“I think you can relate to that, right Fujiko? After all, you had a less than technical start here in FGA didn’t you? I can recall your early start here in FGA, coming out as Sebastian Stone’s sort of manager, sort of superfan or whatever you were to him. But that wasn’t what you really were. Accidentally costing him a match, him finding you attacked backstage. But things weren’t what they seemed were they? You did it all on purpose, you faked being attacked, to get an upper hand. It was crafty, it was dirty, it was pretty awesome to be honest. But not exactly the honor that pure technical wrestling is built on. Neither was the way you fought after that. Cheating to win, taking the easy way out, using weapons. Whatever it took. Though I must admit I laughed pretty damn hard when Johnny Karma outfoxed you and your brass knucks in White Plains back in the day. Served you right at the time honestly. But you had to rely on all of this stuff to win when you first started in FGA. Your first championship in FGA you won because ‘nobody told you that you were eliminated from the battle royal’ so you just kept going. I mean, yes, nobody told you that you were out and sure you could keep going, but again, honorability is at a low level with that. But that’s not what I’m trying to get across with this. Your start in FGA was much like mine in IWF, just on a different axis. You weren’t relying on pure wrestling talent and ability to win matches. You couldn’t have wrestled for the Pride Championship because you didn’t know how to wrestle by the rules.”
“But you evolved right? For one reason or another, you decided it was time to change your ways and start trying to wrestle fairly. It took you a while though. You had to lose your Mid Atlantic Legacy Championship to Noelle in that ladder match. You had to lose to Johnny Karma in that second number one contenders match for the Pride Championship, after your first one ended with some question marks. You lost in the opening round of the Frontier Lions Cup to eventual winner Tony Carmine. You lost to Izzy in another MAL Championship match at the four-year anniversary show. You got knocked down so far that you were in near tears at Final Frontier because you had no match. I don’t blame you, I probably would’ve been the same. But that changed things for you. After that, your career in FGA started to turn around. You beat Noelle and got revenge. You were the iron woman in the Gold Rush Rumble. What was it, like 56 minutes in that match? I was in it for like 20-some minutes with you, and I was in awe of what you were doing despite having been in there for so much longer than I had. Then, finally, you got your chance at the Pride Championship. And in a culmination of years of hard work and dedication, you beat Johnny Karma. After all the hard losses to him, everything you went through, you finally beat him. And you did it fair and square, in a Pride Championship match. No rule breaking, no extra advantages, just pure wrestling talent.”
“That’s why I don’t understand when people still try to insult you and your abilities or anything. Like you’d have to be an idiot to not see the evolution of Fujiko Mine in that ring. You went from someone who had to cheat to win and didn’t even win, to someone who is a champion of pure wrestling. Whether you taught yourself, were coached, whatever the cause, you became one of the best wrestlers in FGA. And now I get to face you for the title that culminated your journey.”
“Can you see it Fujiko? We’re on the same path. I’m a little behind you on that path, but I’m still on it the same. Look at me, I started in a company where I had to cheat and beat and just do whatever it took to win with no regard for rules. Then I decided to change, become a more legitimate wrestler who was known for her talents in the ring rather than what method she was going to use to cheat and bloody her way to the top. But it was less than successful. I had loss after loss. Every time I had a big match, I lost. My first SCW title match? Well that was just like your title loss to Noelle early on. My other big loss in SCW? You losing to Karma for the number one contendership. Losing to Annie? You losing to Izzy last year. See how all of these events line up with each other? Your turning point was Final Frontier, when you weren’t even booked on the show. Mine was letting Evan Envi distract me and cost me a chance to fight in the finals of the Frontier Lions Cup. I swore I would never let myself feel that way again, as I’m sure you did. So whatever you did to turn it around, it worked for you. Now I’m trying to do the same thing. I got it started off last week by beating four incredibly talented FGA wrestlers at the same time to earn this chance. I battled hard and I refused to lose and I did it. My new mentality, the new way of looking at myself and at wrestling, it pushed me over the edge and it got me to where I need to be to win here in FGA. Now I’ve got my chance to reach the high point of this journey. To get over the hump I’ve been trying to get over for all this time. And it comes against you.”
“Don’t you see it Fujiko? You’re my Johnny Karma! He was the one you had to beat to finally show everyone, yourself included, that you had what it took. That you could beat the best, that you could wrestle with anyone. To me, you’re the one I have to beat. You’re the one who stands in my way of reaching my journey’s goal. You knew deep down that you HAD to beat Johnny Karma, there were no other options. I HAVE to beat you Fujiko. Losing isn’t an option for me. This is the turning point in my career. If I win, I’ve gotten over the hump and I’ll have shown everyone, myself included, that I do exactly what I say when I say it. If I lose, I’m just that girl who lost yet another big match. I won’t be that girl anymore. I CAN’T be that girl anymore. She’s gone, she’s dead, she’s buried. The only girl here is the one who told everyone that she would win the five-way fray last week, and did. She’s the one telling everyone that she’s going to be the new FGA Pride Champion, and she’s not going to be proven wrong.”
“I’ve been in the ring with you twice before Fujiko. Once in the Gold Rush Rumble where we didn’t really interact. But once more recently, in our tag team match in August. Remember, where Salem and I beat you and Mark Storm. I’ve seen first hand what you can do in that ring. I know how talented you are. While I beat you there, neither of us were involved in the pinfall so I can’t really take anything away from that match. Other than the experience of knowing what it takes to hang in that ring with you. And I’ve seen your other matches in FGA against some of the best of the best and I know what you can do. But I hope you’ve seen what I can do too. I’ve won more matches in FGA this year than any other wrestler in the company. Two weeks ago I beat one of the hottest stars in FGA, again, in Mark Storm. I beat Noelle, the girl who has beaten you and taken you to your limits in the past. I beat Savannah, the one that took you to a time-limit draw in the Frontier Lions Cup. And I did all that in the same match despite having been attacked backstage not even an hour before the match by the fourth wrestler in said match. Despite all of those odds stacked against me, I did it.”
“I’m going to keep this going. And I’m going to do it by doing what I always do. When I’m in that ring I’m a fireball of energy and speed. I’m going to hit you with so much so quickly that you won’t know how to deal with it. You think you’ve seen fast wrestlers before, you’ve never seen anyone with the speed and the endurance that I have. I’m going to take every single shot you throw at me and I’m going to keep throwing it back. That’s what I do. Ask anyone who’s ever stepped into that ring with me. I know how much you want to defend this title Fujiko. I know what it means to you. I know how hard you worked to get here. You’re going to dig as deep as you possibly can to keep that title. But so am I. Every time you throw me around, slam me to that mat, knock me down, I’m going to bounce right back up. That’s what I do. I’m going to take every single bit of punishment you dish out to me, and I know it’ll be a lot. But I’m going to give it all right back. I’m going to hit you with everything I’ve got. Winning this title means everything to me. We can argue who it means more to, but in the end it doesn’t matter. Saturday night it’s just me and you and that ring.”
“I respect the hell out of you Fujiko. I’ve watched you grow from what you started as in FGA to what you are now. I’m going to shake your hand before and after this match. But this is MY time. This is MY moment. Your moment was beating Karma at All Star Showdown and it was an amazing moment. But Saturday October first, in Plymouth, that’s going to be Molly Reid’s moment. When I stepped into that ring with you four weeks ago, I had one goal. Beating you for the Pride Championship. Now, Saturday night, I have my chance. I’m not letting it go to waste.”
September 29th, 2016
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Molly jolted awake as the sound of a door slamming echoed through her house. She rubbed her eyes as she grabbed her phone and turned on the screen. She could see the four missed calls from Ashley, as well as the time of four-seventeen in the morning. Molly could hear footsteps racing up the stairs and then past the door to her bedroom. She slowly got out of bed as she heard the water start to run from the sink in the bathroom next to her room. Molly grabbed a shirt from the floor and threw it on to cover her naked body as she opened the door to her room and made her way to the bathroom.
“Ash?”
Molly could see Ashley frantically washing her face in the bathroom. Her hair looked disheveled and her shirt looked like it was soaked with sweat. Ashley turned to look at Molly, grinning slightly. “Hey Molly, just go back to bed, I’m just cleaning myself up.”
Molly nodded slowly, before her gaze moved down towards Ashley’s shirt, where she spotted a large dark red stain, shining in the light indicating that it was still wet. “What the fuck is that blood?!” Molly exclaimed loudly, pointing at the stain.
Ashley looked down and seemed to look shocked when she saw it. “Oh. Whoops.” Ashley replied, nonchalantly. “You should just go back to bed Molly.”
“What the hell is going on!? Are you hurt?!” Molly said, seeming more and more shocked as the realization of this situation started to hit her.
“No, I’m fine. It’s not mine.” Ashley said as she shut off the tap and wiped her face dry with a towel. She quickly pulled off the shirt and threw it down, while grabbing another shirt out of a laundry basket near the bathroom door. She pulled it over her head as she moved past Molly. “I’m heading out again, I’ll explain when I get back.”
With that, Ashley was running down the stairs, leaving Molly frozen in her spot, staring straight ahead trying to contemplate what she had just seen.
