NFW Destiny #16!

We come back inside of the locker room of Jenn Drew as she’s holding onto her “Burn Book” pacing around the locker room with Kaede standing there, trying to get Jenn to calm down a little bit. Jenn finally stops and looks at Kaede, an angry look still on her face as she opens up the book and begins scribbling something inside of it.

Kaede Tanabe: Darling, you need to calm down, this isn’t going to help things tonight.

Jenn Drew: Calm down?! How can I calm down when I’m clearly being used and taken advantage of by our esteemed and selfish General Manager who seems to be out to get anyone who dares speak out and not fall in line with her bullshit?! It’s ridiculous, Kaede and I won’t stand for it!

Jenn once again begins to scribble in her book as Kaede just looks at her.

Kaede Tanabe: This is exactly what she wants out of you, Jenni. She wants you to get angry and lash out because then she has the upper hand. You can’t allow some lowlife like her have the upper hand on a woman with far superior intellect than her.

Jenn huffs, setting the book down on a chair and crossing her arms.

Jenn Drew: I know you’re right, but what she decided to do is absolute bullshit! Forcing me to fight in a handicap match because I said I didn’t want to team with a lunatic that tried to end my career two weeks ago. Then to top it off, she put Destiny on the line and made things so unfair to me, that she’s basically saying “I don’t want you holding onto Destiny anymore!” It’s ridiculous and an abuse of power that I won’t stand for and not call out!

Kaede Tanabe: Darling, you need to listen to me. You’re playing into her hand right now and she’s loving every single minute of it. You’re the one that’s supposed to be pulling the strings, not this egomaniac that runs this asylum. You’re the one that holds all the cards all the time. There’s a reason you’ve been a champion everywhere you’ve ever been and there’s a reason you’re a two time world champion and it’s not because you let some girl get inside of your head.

Jenn Drew: This bitch doesn’t know who the hell she’s fucking with. She wants me to go out and beat the ever living crap out of two of her little lap dogs? I’ll go out and do just that. Hell, I beat Alistar before and Trixie, I mean, if Diamond Steele can beat her, so can I because I’m so much better than she is and that isn’t even up for debate. I’ll go out and pin them three damn times and Destiny will stay where she belongs. I won’t allow my “boss” to be the one in control of the situation because after tonight, I’m taking over it and I’m going to show her she decided to mess with the wrong woman.

Kaede Tanabe: Good. This little girl is in for a rude awakening from you and I’m going to love watching you destroy her bit by bit and look absolutely fabulous while doing so. Speaking of fabulous, your new gear should be ready for the next Destiny. I put a new spin on that lovely pink and black attire I designed for you. Now, finish getting ready and I’ll see you out there, Champ.

With that, Kaede and Jenn share a quick hug before Kaede leaves the room, leaving Jenn there alone as she picks up the book and begins writing it in one more time and we peek over her shoulder and all we see written on the page, next to a picture of Widow, “You’re next.”
Tanja Devereaux had walked into the arena after parking her car with a larger gentleman that was protecting her. She had made it clear to him that she didn’t want him at her side but he made it clear that he would be there.

Tanja Devereaux: Regardless Lucien, you may be here to protect but we will need to remind you that you are here to observe and nothing more. You may want to protect us as we are an important leader back home with the tribe as you are but we are able to defend ourself in the ring. It is something that you know well.

Lucien snarled but he nodded in respect to Tanja as she had gotten to her locker room and changed quickly before going for her match.

Tanja Devereaux: Azurine Vebbins, we cross paths with you again. It has been some time that we have seen you in the ring but that does not mean that we won’t know what is expected of you..

Some of the backstage crew were informing Tanja that she needed to get herself to the Gorilla Position and Lucien narrowed his eyes. Tanja placed a hand on his shoulder before she continued to speak.

Tanja Devereaux: Ms. Vebbins may be as eccentric as we are but unlike us, she is just an annoying competitor that is UNWORTHY to be inside of the ring as a wrestler. She tries to use her colorful words or listing of random national days to throw people off but we are not someone to be trifled with.

She rolled her eyes at Azurine’s antics.

Tanja Devereaux: We are not a member of the living that will hold back. We will do what we need to do to remind everyone that we are not a simpleton. Something that Azurine should remember after our previous encounters.

Tanja turned away and discussed something with Lucien before she headed down to the Gorilla Position
Alastair leaned back against a wall near the stairs that would head to the ring with an expressionless style on his face but his eyes were covered with sunglasses.

Alastair Frost That little bitch Jenni Dew has finally learned what happens when she pisses off Management and when she pisses off the Wolves of Odin. She is expected to learn her place in the Destiny Division as the top person in the division but it seems that she is not able to do so. Jenni will need to be reminded that the more people that she pisses off, the more likely that she will be without a title and perhaps without a job in this company.

Alastair let out a low growling snicker as he slowly removed his sunglasses for the anger in his eyes to be revealed to all..

Alastair Frost She thinks that as champion, everything is out to be made about her and no one else. She complains that she is not respected and there is a conspiracy out to take the title away from her or that the Wolves are out to get her. She thinks that Trixie and I are just patsies that are out to do the bidding of Widow as all of us are Wolves but it shows that Jenni doesn’t know the Wolves very well now does she? The Wolves of Odin kneel to no one but we know when respect is given to someone but that respect must BE EARNED and not FORCED. It is something that Jenni must learn to accept in the long run.

The snicker turns into a laugh as Alastair crosses his arms but he remains leaning against the wall.

Alastair Frost Trixie and I may not like the fact that we are used to being the instruments of punishment but at least we KNOW our place. We both know what our duties are to the business. We don’t fulfill our bookings, we don’t get paid.The respect and honor of the locker room and our fellow competitors is something that Trixie and I both have even though we both have different thoughts of people. If Jenni can’t get it through her thick skull that she must remember her place in the world, she should be REMOVED as Destiny champion.

Alastair put his sunglasses back on and walked away from the hallway so he could find his tag team partner and fellow Wolf before their match started.
Backstage, the camera finds Ronnie “Wicked” Lester just sitting by himself in what seems like a strange place to be sitting, a common hallway.

Ronnie “Wicked” Lester: Yeah, I know, this ain’t a sittin’ place but, really, anybody give a shit that I’m sittin’ here in a hallway?

He shrugs, almost laughing.

Ronnie “Wicked” Lester: I mean, I used to sit in what amounted to deck chairs getting wasted… on the job… on camera… is this really that bad?

Snickering to himself, Ronnie throws his head back and then nods to the camera.

Ronnie “Wicked” Lester: So, Caleb Foster…

Pausing, he sits forward in mock surprise.

Ronnie “Wicked” Lester: What did you see that the Lone Wolf that was here already had finally joined a pack and so figured we needed another one?

His hands come together.

Ronnie “Wicked” Lester: I ain’t takin’ nothin’ away from your abilities but seriously, when the guy who was top dog here for the first year is already the Lone Wolf, comin’ and callin’ yourself that is like tryin’ to jack the cape from Superman. It probably ain’t gonna end well for you.

Standing up, Ronnie claps his hands and nods one more time.

Ronnie “Wicked” Lester: Lucky for you, he ain’t the one welcomin’ ya here, I am and while I have a thing for wolves too, mine are doin’ well for themselves on the other shows. I ain’t gonna hold it against ya, I’m just gonna see how fast you can go and see how many times we crash. This oughtta be fun!
Ringside at the NFW Collision Center. The Kerry's music hits. They make their way to the ring, family together. They all get mikes.

Deedray: This is a special night for the family. Because somethin big is about to go down. Somethin magical. Somethin great for the family.

Jericho: Its big news altight, but lets address the business at hand first sis.

Deedray: Aight we can. It seems we're being overlooked ever since Jericho and Val sent the Wolves packin.

Jericho: But its a situation that could be remedied. We are here to build a legacy. And we are here to remind you all that our vision isn't dead. But no opportunities means nothing will ever happen.

Valereigh: So we are going to make our own opportunities startin now.

Jericho: So if there's someone who wants to put the legacy to the test come out and fuck around so you can find out.

“Mz Hyde” by Halestorm plays over the PA. The newest member of the Destiny roster, Dawn Lohan makes her way onto the ramp. The Kerry’s look surprised to see Dawn make her presence known. She waves at the three in the ring.

Dawn Lohan: “Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Dawn Lohan. The name probably doesn’t mean anything to you. I won’t fault you for that. Hey, I’m new around here. Being a professional wrestler for about eight years now, I can’t expect everyone under the sun to know who I am. Pro wrestling is a huge ocean, we can’t know who everyone is right? What you should know at least is I am married to the current Zodiac Champion, Kate Steele. My sister, Abigail, is the longest reigning tag team champion in NFW history. My family already has a foot hold in this company, quite the legacy right?”

She smiles.

Dawn Lohan: “I didn’t make my comeback to this wonderful world of professional wrestling just to be known as the wife of the Zodiac Champion. Or to be Abigail’s wonderful younger sister. I am a former World Champion in my own right. As proud as I am of my accomplishments, resting on the success of my past isn’t a wonderful mindset to have in life. All about what’s next. Now that Rise of Legends is out the way, I am looking to make an impact of my own. So, I am going to take you up on this opportunity. I am answering your challenge, Kerry’s. I am willing and able to test the legacy you wish to burn into our minds. I’m game. What do you say? Prepared to have a wonderful time? ”

The crowd cheers. Dawn patiently awaits with a cheerful smile written on her face.

Jericho: Hey I see what you did there. In case it isnt clear, I'm Jericho Kerry, 4th generation in this business. But ok how would you know that?

Deedray: She wouldn't. She's coattails while we're on our legacy. Oh sure she got her own accomplishments but she's still comparing herself to her family.

Jericho: That is a pretty big difference. You're a family just gettin in the business. We've been here and we're building higher. Are you sure that's a challenge you really wanna put down?

Dawn Lohan doesn’t hesitate to march down to the ring. She walks up the steps. Strolling across the apron she enters the ring with little hesitation. Looking at the three Kerry’s she decides to walk straight to Jericho. She doesn’t take her eyes off him.

Dawn Lohan: “Quite wonderful you’re 4th generation; that won’t be enough to deter me. Consider your challenge accepted.”

Jericho: You can accept. But

Valereigh: She should prove herself.

Jericho: I was gettin there thanks sis. Yes, you and me will go at it, if you can beat my sisters.

Dawn nods.

Dawn Lohan: “Sounds wonderful to me.”

Dawn Lohan drops the mic. She looks at the Kerry’s, nodding to each of them. She backs up, keeping her eyes on all three of them, not wanting to potentially become the victim of a three on one disadvantage. Mz Hyde plays as Dawn exits the ring. She refuses to keep her eyes off The Kerry’s. They, in turn, continue to size Dawn up as the scene fades.
Damien was standing in a darkened hallway, next to him stands his beautiful girlfriend and manager Helena. He wraps his arm around her, pulling her close, before turning back to the camera in front of him.

Damien Calaway: Well then, here I am. Who is the first victim that they gave me? Diamond Steele. Now, normally, I wouldn’t relish in destroying a young woman’s dreams here. But I have my sights set on winning. And when I want something I always get it.

Damien smirked looking down at Helena, before continuing on.

Damien Calaway: I don’t care about what you’ve done before I got here. What matters is what happens out there tonight. And when I am done with you, after I’ve shattered any dream you’ve ever had of progressing further, I will go on to take my place here, winning titles and leading everyone into the end of days.

Helena flips a tarot card towards the camera and it reveals the death card. Damien walks up to the camera, pulling it in close.

Damien Calaway: Say your prayers, get right with your maker. Because when I’m done with you, you’ll meet him face to face.

He shoves the camera over and walks off camera with Helena.
The cameras come into focus and we are taken to the backstage area. It is there where we are able to see Diamond Steele. Diamond just shakes her head as she sighs and looks right into the lens of the camera.

Diamond Steele: What is going on to everybody watching Destiny. My name is Diamond Steele and I stand before you all as your Zodiac Champion. I am here to let everybody know that there are some things that I really don’t appreciate. What I really don’t like is the way that the GM of this brand is blatantly misusing her power. I also don’t like the fact that tonight one of my best friends is walking into a handicapped match with unfair circumstances.

Diamond just rolls her eyes as she crosses her arms.

Diamond Steele: It really is bullshit and if there is one thing that I cannot appreciate. It has to do with watching Trixie Decker run her stupid mouth over and over again. I do not like the Wolves and Trixie sits there talking all of this shit. I am the Zodiac Champion and in my eyes I am quite the amazing champion. I am a woman who is willing to work her ass off to prove that she deserves to receive this spot that she has been placed into it. I am not going to let some piece of shit from Flint Michigan dictate to me on if I am good or not. I have worked way too hard to be looked upon as being a joke. The fact is I know for a fact that I am the best Zodiac Champion this company has ever had. No disrespect to Trixie but I am a much better wrestler than her and I will always continue to prove that.

Diamond nods her head as she nods her head.

Diamond Steele: Now tonight I will step in the ring with Damien Callaway but honestly it really doesn’t matter who I am facing tonight because my focus is on being the best champion I can be. So bring it on Damien and as far as you go Trixie you might as well bring it too. Widow I don’t give a bloody hell on what you are going to do. The fact is I am here to stay… Cheers I am your Zodiac Champion and nothing will ever scare me off or stop me from being the true face of this brand… See you all soon.

Diamond raises her championship high into the air and we fade out on that image.
The camera fades in on what appears to be arena storage. The camera, sitting in the floor, does not move as the sound of boots approaches. Suddenly, the view shifts as the camera is lifted, held by Trixie Decker selfie-style. She smiles, licking flecks of red from her lips.

Trixie: “Well, well, well. Fancy meeting all of you here. Now, I’d planned some adorable hijinx tonight involving the concession stands, but things changed. Things have a tendency of changing around here, don’t they?”

Whimpering can be heard off camera and Trixie immediately shoots a glare at the source. Instantly, whoever or whatever it is stops as Trixie raises a finger to her lips.

Trixie: “Sssshh. Mama’s talking.”

Trixie looks back into the camera and smiles.

Trixie: “Where was I? Oh, yes. Change. A lot of things change around here. Like tonight. Alastair and I weren’t initially in our match. But Jenni Drew couldn’t help but go off on Widow. Over and over. And instead of reading the room and shutting up, she went on and on until Imogene decided to alter her match to a lopsided handicap match with stipulations that stop short of saying, ‘You’re not allowed to win, if you win you will be disqualified.’”

The camera jostles and jolts as Trixie sits on a crate, still looking into the lens at the views.

Trixie: “Now, I know what most of you think of the Wolves of Odin. And that’s your right. But I’m a wolf, not a trained dog. I didn’t sign up to be sicced on someone. But, it’s the job. And for all of Jenni’s ranting and raving and finger pointing, trying desperately to get Alastair and I to quit the match to ‘show’ Imogene – and, let’s be real, draw her ire onto us instead – she’s bound. You’re the champ, but you’re still talent that has to do as you’re told. But...”

Trixie raises a long stiletto, covered in more flecks of red.

Trixie: “You choose how you adhere to things, Jenni. You may not get to make the rules, but you get to control everything else. Malicious compliance is a beautiful thing. And sometimes, you just have to take control and show people you can be in charge. You’ve been given an opportunity and, honestly, if you weren’t so busy screaming about injustice you’d see all the ways you can take control. But, hey, you’re the champ.”

Trixie slowly licks the red from the blade, then hurls it off camera. A short agonized yelp comes from the direction it landed.

Trixie: “So, Jenni, I hope we have a match people enjoy. I mean, Alastair and I are still going to hurt you horribly. But think of being bedridden in a hospital as a chance to really evaluate things for the future and consider better ways to air a grievance. Oh, and Imogene?”

Trixie pulls the camera closer.

Trixie: “Apology accepted. But you’ll forgive me if I view you with caution and perhaps a bit of suspicion after things between us and, well, this. But if you really want to make it up to me, that rematch would be lovely. Someone keeps screaming about what’s rightfully hers… and I want to make sure she gets it.”

With that Trixie hurls the camera down. After a brief sound of shattering glass and cracking casing, everything goes black.