Post by Deleted on May 13, 2020 0:42:46 GMT -8
We come backstage where we find one Molly Hatchet seated on the floor in the Hatchet Clan locker room, half out of her ring gear with her knees drawn in and her arms around her knees. Her freckled face is pressed against them as she racked with sobs, shuddering. The guilt, the shame, all of it was overpowering her beyond belief.
Off camera we hear a voice that is becoming more and more familiar with each time it is spoken. Her tone is cold, unfeeling, and uncaring. Molly looks up at the source of that voice now stepping into frame before her; Ursula Von Rossbach.
UVR: Get up.
Molly slides her legs down and saggs her shoulders, looking down at her feet.
Molly: Why?
UVR: Get. Up.
Remaining seated, the Ginger Ninja just shakes her head and wipes at her eyes.
Molly: I think I’ll stay right where I am.
Suddenly Ursula dips forward, grabbing Molly by her top and hoisting her up to her feet and shoving her back against the wall. She gets in the Ginger Ninja’s face and at first Molly struggles until she sees not the impassive, stone-like face of the unfeeling machine she has always seen. What she sees is a combination of anger and disappointment that took her by surprise.
UVR: THEY DO NOT MATTER. THEIR OPINIONS DO NOT MATTER. THEIR TWEETS DO NOT MATTER. THEIR WORDS DO. NOT. MATTER!!! STOP LETTING THEM DICTATE WHO YOU ARE YOU FUCKING LITTLE IDIOT!!
She then tosses Molly across the locker room with enough force to send her slamming hard into the far wall. Ursula’s fists are tightly clenched, veins popping on her neck and arms and her face is genuinely red. The Ginger Ninja’s eyes are wide with shock and apprehension. It's as if she had never seen this face of The Lady Terminator before.
UVR: You disappoint me in ways I never imagined you would Molly O’Hatherine. I stand beside you and feel like a fucking FOOL when you wax and wane upon morality. FOR FUCK’S SAKE, OWN IT!!!!
Molly finally regains her composure and rises to her feet, fists clenched as she overcomes that initial fear and adrenaline starts flooding her body.
Molly: DO YE’ THINK I WANNA’ BE THIS WAY?!!! YA’ THINK I WANT THIS SHITE?! FAWK NO!!! I WANT ME FRIENDS BACK…. I want this all ta’ go away….
Her rage slowly fades as she runs her fingers through her red hair.
Molly: ….me fawkin’ head hurts… me heart hurts… I am nothin’ but a fawkin’ ball of pain, Ursula….
Ursula slowly wills herself to calm down, taking in deep and slow breaths.
UVR: Do you know why you feel this pain? You feel this because you allow it. You made a choice, Molly and tonight was but a consequence of that. Thankfully our opponents were so proud and arrogant that they saw no other outcome than our defeat at their hands. This cost them.
The Ginger Ninja paces around in a circular fashion, hands running through her hair.
Molly: But Lilith…. Fawk me, what I did was wrong, but what you did could’ve ended her! Ya’ could’ve killed her woman!
Ursula rolls her eyes and this prompts Molly to get right in her face, suddenly filled with rage and fury.
Molly: WHAT WERE YE’ THINKIN?!
There is an incredulous look upon the Lady Terminator’s, an eyebrow quirked as she stared directly into Molly’s eyes.
UVR: What was I thinking? That the match needed to end swiftly and decisively. She was warned well before this and still she chose to enter the ring. The consequences are understood by all parties that this could happen. You know me well, Molly. If I wanted to truly injure her, she would no longer be able to function as a human being anymore.
Ursula leans forward.
UVR: I’m the reason you have that pretty little face and why your back aches during sudden weather shifts and I was merely following orders at that time.
Memories flash in Molly’s mind of their very first match, how this very woman had utterly decimated her in front of an Atlantic City crowd all those years ago, breaking several bones and nearly paralyzing her.
Molly: Aye….
UVR: No more half measures, Ms. O’Hatherine. Decide your path, stick to it, and most importantly, own it. If you wish to succeed going forward, you have to stop caring about being “the hero” of your story and instead, be yourself.
She then places a hand on Molly’s shoulder.
UVR: Do what *you* feel is correct and let the truth be as it is. The opinions of others you cannot control, only how you react to them. You have given the Kingdom all the power by rising to everything they say and letting them guide your thoughts until you are playing their game, their way.
Molly: What about the attack on Lilith in tha’ first place?
UVR: What about it?
She leans in further now, bringing them both face to face.
UVR: You made a choice, one that Lilith brought upon herself in all actuality. She invalidated everything you put her through at Ascension, mocked and made a fool out of you, and then had the nerve to play the victim card after criticizing you for doing the same. The same could be said of her status this evening. She forced herself into a situation she need not be in. She deserves neither your pity or remorse at this point.
Ursula pulls back from Molly. Upon that freckled face is a look of understanding as the gears click into place within her mind.
Molly: I see yer point…. Me memories are of the past… I dinnae’ throw it all away, they did.
UVR: Precisely.
Molly looks down for a moment, wiping at her eyes. With one last sniffle of her nostrils, she looks up at Ursula with a somber look.
Molly: I’m done givin’ them me power… me strength… me mind… I’m not gonnae’ do it anymore. Fawk ‘em. They get no more outta’ me!
The Lady Terminator crosses her arms over her chest.
UVR: Good. Whatever happens going forward, it is their choice whether or not to pursue. Either they practice what they have preached for so long since this all began or hang by the rope of hypocrisy cinched around their necks.
The Ginger Ninja smirks.
Molly: Aye… Very true.
UVR: Now, let’s leave as I imagine Morgan Payne is childishly destroying someone else’s locker room as we speak.
Molly: Why ye' say that?
UVR: Oh I may have set up a decoy locker room for her to trash and paid a stage hand to pass on the location to her.
Molly let out a small chuckle.
Molly: Yer awful.... Thank you, Ursula.
UVR: Do not disappoint me again, Molly O’Hatherine.
Ursula steps past Molly, clapping her shoulder with just enough force that Molly dips forward with a bit of a grunt. She then leaves Molly to her thoughts and the Ginger Ninja stands there. Slowly she nods her head.
Molly: Aye… own it I will.
And with that, Molly heads to the back of the locker room to finish changing and the scene quickly fades to black.
Off camera we hear a voice that is becoming more and more familiar with each time it is spoken. Her tone is cold, unfeeling, and uncaring. Molly looks up at the source of that voice now stepping into frame before her; Ursula Von Rossbach.
UVR: Get up.
Molly slides her legs down and saggs her shoulders, looking down at her feet.
Molly: Why?
UVR: Get. Up.
Remaining seated, the Ginger Ninja just shakes her head and wipes at her eyes.
Molly: I think I’ll stay right where I am.
Suddenly Ursula dips forward, grabbing Molly by her top and hoisting her up to her feet and shoving her back against the wall. She gets in the Ginger Ninja’s face and at first Molly struggles until she sees not the impassive, stone-like face of the unfeeling machine she has always seen. What she sees is a combination of anger and disappointment that took her by surprise.
UVR: THEY DO NOT MATTER. THEIR OPINIONS DO NOT MATTER. THEIR TWEETS DO NOT MATTER. THEIR WORDS DO. NOT. MATTER!!! STOP LETTING THEM DICTATE WHO YOU ARE YOU FUCKING LITTLE IDIOT!!
She then tosses Molly across the locker room with enough force to send her slamming hard into the far wall. Ursula’s fists are tightly clenched, veins popping on her neck and arms and her face is genuinely red. The Ginger Ninja’s eyes are wide with shock and apprehension. It's as if she had never seen this face of The Lady Terminator before.
UVR: You disappoint me in ways I never imagined you would Molly O’Hatherine. I stand beside you and feel like a fucking FOOL when you wax and wane upon morality. FOR FUCK’S SAKE, OWN IT!!!!
Molly finally regains her composure and rises to her feet, fists clenched as she overcomes that initial fear and adrenaline starts flooding her body.
Molly: DO YE’ THINK I WANNA’ BE THIS WAY?!!! YA’ THINK I WANT THIS SHITE?! FAWK NO!!! I WANT ME FRIENDS BACK…. I want this all ta’ go away….
Her rage slowly fades as she runs her fingers through her red hair.
Molly: ….me fawkin’ head hurts… me heart hurts… I am nothin’ but a fawkin’ ball of pain, Ursula….
Ursula slowly wills herself to calm down, taking in deep and slow breaths.
UVR: Do you know why you feel this pain? You feel this because you allow it. You made a choice, Molly and tonight was but a consequence of that. Thankfully our opponents were so proud and arrogant that they saw no other outcome than our defeat at their hands. This cost them.
The Ginger Ninja paces around in a circular fashion, hands running through her hair.
Molly: But Lilith…. Fawk me, what I did was wrong, but what you did could’ve ended her! Ya’ could’ve killed her woman!
Ursula rolls her eyes and this prompts Molly to get right in her face, suddenly filled with rage and fury.
Molly: WHAT WERE YE’ THINKIN?!
There is an incredulous look upon the Lady Terminator’s, an eyebrow quirked as she stared directly into Molly’s eyes.
UVR: What was I thinking? That the match needed to end swiftly and decisively. She was warned well before this and still she chose to enter the ring. The consequences are understood by all parties that this could happen. You know me well, Molly. If I wanted to truly injure her, she would no longer be able to function as a human being anymore.
Ursula leans forward.
UVR: I’m the reason you have that pretty little face and why your back aches during sudden weather shifts and I was merely following orders at that time.
Memories flash in Molly’s mind of their very first match, how this very woman had utterly decimated her in front of an Atlantic City crowd all those years ago, breaking several bones and nearly paralyzing her.
Molly: Aye….
UVR: No more half measures, Ms. O’Hatherine. Decide your path, stick to it, and most importantly, own it. If you wish to succeed going forward, you have to stop caring about being “the hero” of your story and instead, be yourself.
She then places a hand on Molly’s shoulder.
UVR: Do what *you* feel is correct and let the truth be as it is. The opinions of others you cannot control, only how you react to them. You have given the Kingdom all the power by rising to everything they say and letting them guide your thoughts until you are playing their game, their way.
Molly: What about the attack on Lilith in tha’ first place?
UVR: What about it?
She leans in further now, bringing them both face to face.
UVR: You made a choice, one that Lilith brought upon herself in all actuality. She invalidated everything you put her through at Ascension, mocked and made a fool out of you, and then had the nerve to play the victim card after criticizing you for doing the same. The same could be said of her status this evening. She forced herself into a situation she need not be in. She deserves neither your pity or remorse at this point.
Ursula pulls back from Molly. Upon that freckled face is a look of understanding as the gears click into place within her mind.
Molly: I see yer point…. Me memories are of the past… I dinnae’ throw it all away, they did.
UVR: Precisely.
Molly looks down for a moment, wiping at her eyes. With one last sniffle of her nostrils, she looks up at Ursula with a somber look.
Molly: I’m done givin’ them me power… me strength… me mind… I’m not gonnae’ do it anymore. Fawk ‘em. They get no more outta’ me!
The Lady Terminator crosses her arms over her chest.
UVR: Good. Whatever happens going forward, it is their choice whether or not to pursue. Either they practice what they have preached for so long since this all began or hang by the rope of hypocrisy cinched around their necks.
The Ginger Ninja smirks.
Molly: Aye… Very true.
UVR: Now, let’s leave as I imagine Morgan Payne is childishly destroying someone else’s locker room as we speak.
Molly: Why ye' say that?
UVR: Oh I may have set up a decoy locker room for her to trash and paid a stage hand to pass on the location to her.
Molly let out a small chuckle.
Molly: Yer awful.... Thank you, Ursula.
UVR: Do not disappoint me again, Molly O’Hatherine.
Ursula steps past Molly, clapping her shoulder with just enough force that Molly dips forward with a bit of a grunt. She then leaves Molly to her thoughts and the Ginger Ninja stands there. Slowly she nods her head.
Molly: Aye… own it I will.
And with that, Molly heads to the back of the locker room to finish changing and the scene quickly fades to black.
