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DEFIANCE XXXIX Aftermath
Topic Started: Oct 19 2015, 10:31 PM (315 Views)
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Catch up with the HKW superstars after Defiance only on Evolve! Watch as the action from Defiance spews backstage after every show with comments from the HKW stars and officials. Maybe we'll even see a brawl break out!
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Brian Stryker

Brian Stryker is seen walking through the backstage area. He has just finished another victory in the Path to Destiny tournament and this one might have been his most impressive one yet. A match in less then 4 1/2 minutes topping his personal best. He is already all smiles but is grows an ever bigger one as he finds the two people he was looking for.

Brian Stryker: There's my favorite guy! How you doing?!

He runs over and picks up his son Richie and holds him up giving him a kiss on the head as his fiance Brooke Webber smile at the two. Richie laughs outloud as Stryker holds his son. Brooke gives Stryker a kiss.

Brooke Webber: At least you didn't get to banged up tonight.

Brian Stryker: Isn't it great when things work out like that?

As the two are talking Eli Zayn walks up.

Eli Zayn: Brian. A few words?

Brian gives a nod, still holding his son, as Eli sets himself up.

Eli Zayn: Tonight we saw yet another resounding victory from Brian Stryker. Brian, in spite of a rocky start to your HKW career you have turned things around. What are your thoughts on it?

Brian Stryker: Sometimes things don't go your way and that was how it was in the beginning here. I knew I could win I just needed to get some ground underneath my feet. Once I started piling up a few victories here and there I was set to really come into my own and I have. Sure the loss to Jimmy Page at Darkness Falls set me back a few but I recovered and came back even stronger.

Eli Zayn: Tonight we found out the two men facing off in the Defiance brand finals at House of Pain. Any thoughts on the outcome of the Brad Kane/Alessio Van Duren match?

Brian thinks about it for a moment while Richie, tries to grab the microphone.

Brian Stryker: To be honest, I was surprised at how it ended. It was a great match to watch and the two gave it their all. I was kinda hoping to face Kane in the finals but Van Duren will do just fine.

Eli Zayn: Not to be out done, you came out and thoroughly man handled Jay'Don Ashaan tonight in surprising fashion. What was your game plan for all that?

Brian Stryker: I really didn't have one. We're two smaller guys known for our speed and agility. So it was gonna be a high octane match. I knew the first person to make a big mistake was gonna be set back and Jay'Don made it when he missed on that spear. After that it was just a matter of keeping up the offense.

Eli Zayn: Now as House of Pain gets closer, do you feel the pressure building on your shoulders?

Brian Stryker: You always feel the pressure. Especially when everyone had you written off since the start. You are only as good as your last match and even then people just don't care. So every time you see me step through that curtain into that ring, you're gonna see a match that is not like my last.

When I win this final match and head towards Destiny to win this entire cup, maybe then people will finally admit I am not the bottom rung of the ladder. That I am a fully capable fighter. But even if after I win it all they still think of me as nothing but "old news" well they can lick me because I stopped caring 5 matches ago.

House of Pain is coming up and I have the spot on Destiny within my grasp. You can bet that I am not gonna roll over and let this opportunity slip through my fingers. I have worked to hard to get here and no one will say otherwise.


Eli Zayn: Well congrats on the night.

Brian Stryker: Thanks Eli. Come on Richie.

Brian continues to smile as he, Richie, and Brooke head off towards the locker room so they can begin their celebration of the night, worrying about the next match tomorrow.
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Hanging out at the local bar owned by a New Jersey Chapter of the Reapers In Pride, the Prez Lance Winters was seen leaning up against a wall lightening up a cigarette while staring at his motorcycle muttering to himself.

LANCE WINTERS: Son of bitch. Fucking ass bag. Think he is? I’ll kill em. I’ll kill em. He’s dead. I’m going to kill him. Better watch his back. Better watch out. Don’t fright. You’ll soon be out of sight.

He giggles.

LANCE WINTERS: Hehehehe, I like that. YEAH I like that.

Some members walk by Lance wondering what he was going on about but they knew better than to go questioning him. They simply nod and and head into the bar. Lance stops one.

LANCE WINTERS: BRING ME a fucking beer. And HOT CHOCOLATE. I’m freezing out here. NO. No beer. JUST HOT COCO.

Luke raises an eyebrow and pulls a beer from the cooler for himself, popping the top and chugging it all in one go before throwing it over his shoulder, the soft pinging sound of it landing in the trashcan.

LUKE WISIA: Nailed it!

Wisia starts to make some hot chocolate and puts it in the microwave as he turns around to Lance and pulls up a chair.

LUKE WISIA: I need a favor… a BIG favor. My plans have gone to shit and I ain’t gonna let Colton think get the best of me.

Exhaling some smoke Lance looks over to Luke.

LANCE WINTERS: WHAT YOU NEED son? Hold up...Don’t tell me I need to buy you ANOTHER GODDAMN BIKE?! I swear to JESUS ALMIGHTY if I HAVE TO…

Lance sighs and shrugs his shoulders.

LANCE WINTERS: I could HURT MY OWN son. Fucker. WHAT DO YOU WANT. And if it’s to LET GOT OF THAT GREEN LIGHT ON CHANCE you can forget it.

Luke throws up his hands in an innocent manner, shaking his head wildly.

LUKE WISIA: Nahhhhh, not the bike. You know I take care of that thing like it were my unborn child. Only way that bike is gettin’ messed up is if I run someone the fuck over with it.

He pauses for a moment and looks towards the floor, afraid of another denial.

LUKE WISIA: Colton is makin’ me face Hunter Werth again at House of Pain. As if I NEED to do that shit again. Personally, it’s a waste of my time. I have better shit I coulda done with a week off, but yeah… Felicity refuses to face Colton in my corner because she bein’ bitter as hell right now. Until she is over this whole bitterness bullshit, I need someone to soften up Colton for me before Destiny. I need that fucker beaten, bloodied, and if possible, on oxygen in the hospital before our match. I NEED HIM JUST ABOUT DEAD….

Luke smiles and looks back up to Lance.

LUKE WISIA: And I need you to do that for me at House of Pain in the pick your poison match… Just get him in the wrong set of mind for me so this match is even easier for me at Destiny. So that I can stun the world and put the Golden Boy where he really belongs. I need him walkin’ to that ring with a different pep in his step… need him limpin’.

Winters rubs his chin and hums to himself.

LANCE WINTERS: IF I DO THIS you’re gonna have to do something for me, son. YOU’RE GONNA NEED TO take up Shelton’s babysitting duties of OL’ XAVIER. And..

He drops his cigarette and turns to stare in the eyes of Luke.

LANCE WINTERS: I swear to the Grim Reaper himself you don’t BEAT THE LIVING SHIT out of this fucker at DESTINY...I’ll make you look like WHAT HE SHOULD have looked like if you don’t GET THE JOB DONE. Tired of you COMING UP SHORT, goddamnit.

Luke’s eyes widen.

LUKE WISIA: TAKE UP HIS DUTIES? Babysit the guy who can’t handle his drugs?! The fuck… ugh, alright. Done deal. Gonna need a week supply of diapers and I some of that breast milk stuff. The real shit, not the Walmart shit. But you got yourself a deal.

Luke stands up and takes the hot coco out of the microwave, taking a sip before placing it in front of Lance.

LUKE WISIA: Just… just makes sure that mother fucker don’t walk into Destiny without makin’ sure he feels the after effects. I’ll handle the rest. You da man, Lance.

Wisia begins to walk away, but makes a quick pitstop to the fridge, taking out a beer and shaking it next to his ear.

LUKE WISIA: Gonna need a beer for the road.

He finally leaves local bar as the scene fades away to black.
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Zero McHannon

The scene falls onto Zero McHannon walking out the back exit of iZOD arena after the Defiance showcase. He had a backpack thrown over both shoulders and holding the Bloodshed Championship that was stolen and given back by Romeo Price. He pauses in the parking lot for a moment, taking a look around at the empty lot, then clicked the unlock button to his black Escalade, in a sense making sure that something else wasn’t stolen off him again.

McHannon opens the backseat and throws in his backpack, looking down at the Bloodshed Championship in his hand.

ZERO MCHANNON: How much trouble are you really worth? Even after two years you’re the reason I get slung into this shit storm. Can’t just let me go one and live my life without the past haunting me, huh? I have other shit to worry about. Like running a show. Wrestling my own career.

He places the title on the hood of his car and stares.

ZERO MCHANNON: One last time and that’s it. Then you’re never leaving the wall again… stolen or not. You will stay as the part of history, exactly where you belong.

Zero looks back to the arena, eyes narrowing and running a hand through his beard.

ZERO MCHANNON: And it will be going out on the highest note that I know to pull off. Making Romeo Price tap out. There’s no denying who the better man is once his hands say the words “I quit” for him. History repeats itself. But this is a lot more than to do with you, this has blended in with my personal feelings. I can’t let Romeo get away with the shit he has tried to do to me. He started this war, not me. I’m just the closer that gets to finish it once and for all, then I can sweep him back under the rug where he belongs.

Then he heard a noise creep up behind him, snatching the Bloodshed Championship off the hood of car, turning around rapidly, and clutching the belt tight with a death grip. Once he sees who it is, Zero slowly lowers the title with one hand to his side.

ZERO MCHANNON: Holy shit, you about scared me to death. Here I thought that Romeo wanted to go into another round of this shit after tonight.

McHannon raises an eyebrow as Ashley Hamilton walks into the streets lights of the parking lot.

ZERO MCHANNON: I’m taking it that you came to the show tonight to watch your sister in her big championship match? Damn shame that it was interrupted and ruined. I expected it to steal the show, but the glory seems to be taken away too soon for that. I guess we will see what comes from it at Destiny. I was, uh…. Talking to myself. Not the belt.

Ashley Hamilton is shown looking at him, a soft small smirk on her face. She looks at the championship, shaking her head smiling.

ASHLEY HAMILTON: Sure... Yeah... I'm sure..

Ashley grins, letting out a simple laugh.

ASHLEY HAMILTON: Lately I've been adapting to people talking to titles... I mean just look at Nicole..

Ashley smiles, before shaking her head. Her eyes zoom down to the bags in her hands and looks back at the small black car behind her that's unlocked, and tosses some bags in it.

ASHLEY HAMILTON: Oh yeah, I came to see a great match and saw it ending too soon. Now? While she's throwing a fit and a temper tantrum I get to pack the car back up and head out to the hotel to deal with that fun sisterly stuff. Just living the dream here.

Ashley shakes her head rolling her eyes before looking back up at him. Zero opens the backseat again, throwing in his title, then closing the door.

ZERO MCHANNON: Some old habits are hard to break. Running everything through my mind at a millions times a second has been a thing of mine since I’ve started wrestling.

He leans against the Escalada and crosses his arms.

ZERO MCHANNON: Speaking of great matches, you excited for your Hybrid title shot? You’ve been impressive on Subversion.

Zero looks away when he sees Ashley’s facial expression and quickly speaks back up before things get more awkward.

ZERO MCHANNON: And by you… I mean ‘you guys’. Really have been stepping things up with that whole division. Hope you’re as excited for it as I am.

Ashley can't help but smirk, looking at him and catching him. She shakes her head, before speaking.

ASHLEY HAMILTON: I don't know... I'm excited don't get me wrong...

Her voice drifts off as she looks around, running her hands through her hair.

ASHLEY HAMILTON: It’s just a lot of pressure and I'm nervous. Like here I finally get my shot... But at the same time I'm so nervous for messing up. Everyone sees Nicole as the wrestler of the family.. Me? I'm kinda just overlooked... Which is fine I guess sometimes..

She shrugs and sighs.

ASHLEY HAMILTON: I just want everything to work out soon. I've been working hard... I owe it to myself to be taken seriously and this match could help me... It's my first ever title match. Nobody thought I would make it this far... Hell not even my family and close friends...

She laughs lightly, before looking back up, her large eyes meeting his.

ASHLEY HAMILTON: Sorry to get all talky on ya... I... Um... Yeah sorry..

She shakes her head awkwardly. Zero musters up a small sideways grin.

ZERO MCHANNON: You’re too hard on yourself, Ashley. You’d take a lot of pressure off yourself if you quit worrying about impressing people, family included. You’re one of a handful getting the chance for a star stunning match for the Hybrid Championship. It’s a lot of pressure, but concentrate on going out there and doing your best, put the rest of that shit behind you. None of that needs to be running through your mind when you step into that ring. Trust me, it’s only then will you feel more relieved.

McHannon shrugs and takes a look around the parking lot.

ZERO MCHANNON: But honestly, do what you want. My advice means nothing compared to what you’re probably really feeling. Don’t try to keep up with Nicole, make your own story. This match might be a break, but you still have your whole future ahead of you. Give it your all and no one will fault you. At least you’re facing for a real title and not defending one that has been two years dead now.

He leans up off the vehicle and gives Ashley a small nod.

ZERO MCHANNON: Let the pressure push you to the limit, not hold you back.

Ashley smiles, nodding her head.

ASHLEY HAMILTON: Yeah, I guess I would wouldn't I? I've just never really been one to not worry. It's a flaw, really.

She lightly laughs. As she looks up at him, she tilts her head.

ASHLEY HAMILTON: You're advice means something. It's nice to hear it. I'm used to so many people wanting me to be like Nicole, it's a nice change of pace.

She licks her lips, looking back at his car, then to his eyes.

ASHLEY HAMILTON: Two years dead but the story still continues, huh?

She raises an eyebrow smiling. McHannon looks off into the distance, a little deep in thought.

ZERO MCHANNON: ... And a story that’s going to end once and for all at Destiny. Once Romeo Price taps out there won’t be anymore room for his shit anymore. Then hopefully I can just do my job around here without all the harassment. God knows I get enough of that in FGA.

A door opens and shuts on the far end of the arena, but Zero ignores it and runs a hand through his hair.

ZERO MCHANNON: Just concentrate on the bigger picture at Destiny. Well, that actually goes for the both of us. Give it your all. That’s all anyone can ask for---.....

"ASHLEY?! ASHLEY!"

The high pitched voice of Nicole Hamilton is heard as she runs around looking for her sister. Ashley looks up before sighing, rolling her eyes as Nicole races towards them.

NICOLE HAMILTON: Ashley! Let's go. I need to get out of here! After that piece of shit...

Nicole looks over her shoulder, looking at Zero before turning her back to her sister, pushing her out of the way.

NICOLE HAMILTON: DID YOU SEE THAT?! What the HELL was that?! HOW COULD YOU JUST LET LEIFI JUST COME OUT AND RUIN MY MOMENT!

Nicole screams, before stomping her foot. Her eyes glare up to him, before she raises her hands and pushes his chest back looking angry. Zero only raises an eyebrow, but doesn’t do anything.

NICOLE HAMILTON: I'M YOUR FAVORITE RIGHT?! RIGHT?! THEN EXPLAIN TO ME WHY THIS IS OKAY...

Before Nicole could continue screaming, Ashley put a hand on her shoulder tugging her back. As she cleared her throat, Nicole looked at her, then to him, before shaking her head.

NICOLE HAMILTON: Why are you two even talking... I... You know what... Never mind. Let's go Ashley... As for you... You keep Leifi in check and away from my baby... Or it's going to be your house I light on fire.

Nicole stomps away, walking to the car and slams the door shut. Ashley sighs, looking up at him batting her eyes.

ZERO MCHANNON: Always a pleasure, Nicole.

ASHLEY HAMILTON: I'm really sorry about her... She's.. Not all there I guess...

Ashley looks at him, before holding out her hand to him.

ASHLEY HAMILTON: It was uh, nice to officially meet you..

She smiles looking at him. Zero opens his mouth to say something, but decides against it, looking away and keeps a face of stone.

ZERO MCHANNON: It’s fine, really. She’s frustrated and rightfully so. I’ll see you around on Subversion I’m sure.

He takes her hand and shakes it awkwardly, trying to remember his professionalism as a member of the BOD. He then looks back to their car and yells, hoping that Nicole could hear him.

ZERO MCHANNON: Let your sister be happy, Nicole!

They go their opposite directions as McHannon slides into the driver’s seat of the Escalade and narrows his eyes before shaking any unwanted ideas out of his head.

ZERO MCHANNON: Pull your shit together, Zero…

The scene fades away as the lights pop up, blinding out the camera, then cutting to black.
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PEDRO CRUZ: Welcome. Both of you.

The HBO Executive said as he looked towards Fran and Felicity Banks - whom sat on opposite sides of the lavish HBO Headquarters office. Each woman had a comfortable black leather couch. The executive sat at a long desk with his name tag positioned pridefully. Pedro Cruz was one of the executives in charge of the distribution of Hard Knox Wrestling products, apparel, and the such to the Latino demographic of the United States as well as Mexico, Central, and South America.

PEDRO CRUZ: It was brought to my attention by this young woman.

He pointed a finger towards the No Limits Champion.

PEDRO CRUZ: That she has been a victim of racist AND nationalist acts from the Hard Knox Wrestling organization. Being subjected to an environment that will make her relive traumatic events from her past at this Destiny show the company does. Ms. De La Rosa has also mentioned being oppressed backstage by Ms. Banks in many subtle ways for months prior to their conflict. Now. Let me make myself crystal clear before I take the first statement. I will be one hundred and twenty percent neutral about this unfortunate situation. And I must add. If these accusations are true...

He paused turning his head twice to look at both women again with a slight scowl on his face.

PEDRO CRUZ: We might have to do a little more with HKW than simply canceling your match. Racism is a very serious accusation not towards Ms. Banks alone. HKW will also be at fault. We at HBO may have to CUT TIES with Hard Knox Wrestling altogether because we have a lot of sponsors and a lot of investors who will not be happy about this. That being said. It's time for statements. Please keep it classy. No fighting. No insults. This is a business setting.

He pointed at Fran.

PEDRO CRUZ: Restate the accusations made towards Felicity Banks and Hard Knox Wrestling.

She was dressed very different from usual. Wearing black dress pants with a white button up blouse. What really stood out was the fact that JESAS wore her hair straight out natural dark brown.

FRANCESCA: Gurrrrrl all I eva been tryna do is make a good livin' in this world yawl. This racism been goin' on for hella hella months bruh it done reached the point where ya GWORL can't take it no more.

She said with an overdone forced frown on her face.

FRANCESCA: We ain't gotta get into Fel Fel tellin' me she don't wanna Eva hear me speakin' my first language. Cause "Spanish ain't got no place in HA country." Bruh go ask that Jawn Sofia King she finna agree. Fel been Makin' me dye my hair erry GOTDAMN day to look like a fuckin' white gurl. She been shittin' on my Fleexican culture YAWL.

Fran yelled.

FRANCESCA: Eva since Fel Fel did that I been feelin' shitty in my own damn skin yawl like I be askin' God why I was born this way. N' that ain't no good. It's cause of HA.

Captain HKW added SHOOTING a glare at The Queen.

FRANCESCA: Lemme show yawl somethin' hella personal.

Fran lifted her blouse up a little bit to show her side. There were a few small scars there (some of which were most definitely from the Glass Table match Fran participated in months ago). But Pedro wasn't aware of that.

FRANCESCA: Them there from them fuckin' street fights I needed ta deal with in order to fit in yawl. Bruh these jawns happened when I was fightin' down in Durango N' Acapulco as a kid. I ain't grow up no typa lavish. I neededa fight to survive bruh. Sometimes my ass got busted ERRYDAY. Like yawl, them memories terrifyin' to me. Mista Cruz yawl know how it is. Yo ass done grew up down there.

As Pedro listened Fran's eyes became watery.

FRANCESCA: Bruh my bad yawwwwwl.

The champion sobbed. Obviously to Felicity her former sister figure had practiced crying for a good long while.

FRANCESCA: That NJ Street Fight shoulda Neva been put through like we needa get ridda that cause it ain't humane. I'm done yawl...

Pedro walked towards Fran with a slight frown on his face.

PEDRO CRUZ: Here.

He handed her a piece of tissue. Fran accepted it and blew her nose.

PEDRO CRUZ: Your response to this Ms. Banks?

Felicity didn’t take her eyes off of Fran, shocked that she would go this far just to get a stipulation from their match removed. You could easily tell that Fel wanted to jump out of her seat and spear Fran through the wall behind her, but the female Banks knew that wasn’t the best idea. Not now, but there was always after the meeting.

FELICITY BANKS: I seriously can’t believe we’re here. I seriously cannot believe that I’m sitting here, getting ready to defend myself over something that never happened over a godda--

Fel stopped, looking over at the HBO exec and remembering what he said about acting professional.


FELICITY BANKS: Do you seriously believe what she’s saying? I’m trying really, really hard right now not to curse, but this bit--

She grinded down her teeth, her focus going back to Fran.


FELICITY BANKS: ---peasant is standing there putting on a freaking act and you look like you believe it! I guess all those stupid acting classes for haVok are paying off, huh? Oh my god… OH MY FREAKING GOD!

The former HKW champion yelled, flailing her arms up in the air.


FELICITY BANKS: I seriously can’t believe this is happening right now! Like I’m seriously at HBO headquarters - a network that I’m on twice in a span of ten days for TWO different shows - trying to prove that there’s not a freaking racist bone in my body all for a match?! A freaking match?! And this is gonna get HKW in trouble?!

You could tell Felicity was at least trying to hold back from the curse words and remain as calm as possible, but she was fuming. The thought of just attacking Fran and Pedro crossed her mind as she glared over at Pedro and saw him staring a hole through her. Instead of doing what her brain was telling her to do, Felicity pulled her iPhone out of her HKW sweatshirt pocket. She stood up from the leather couch and walked toward the executive's desk, tapping through her phone to get to the pictures.

FELICITY BANKS: One sec. Got a lot of pictures in here. Lots of traveling and stuff.

She scrolled over and over until she finally got to the picture she was looking for and turned her phone to the HBO exec.

FELICITY BANKS: Look it. Family photo from 2005.

Felicity held the phone out as close as she could without touching the executives nose. Realizing that he probably couldn’t see the picture that close, Fel pulled her arm back just enough to let the HBO see the picture clearly.

FELICITY BANKS: That’s me, my mom, my cousin Ronnie, my brother Brandon, and my BROTHER Jayden. Now, could you see that there’s a bit of a difference there?

Pedro stared at the picture and finally glanced up at Felicity.

FELICITY BANKS: Yah, he’s one of the people who taught me a lot of what I know. Played a pretty big part in raising me and has pretty much been there since day one. I think you get the picture here, right?

Pedro leaned back in his chair and went to answer, but the frustrated Banks cut him off before he got a word out.

FELICITY BANKS: Right. Exhibit B…

She scrolled to the side, now showing the executive a picture of her and her ex girlfriend, HKW board member, Selena King.

FELICITY BANKS: Ex-girlfriend and me. Only girlfriend I’ve ever had actually. Someone who I’m still trying to win back, but I hate her people, right?

The exec went to answer, but once again…

FELICITY BANKS: Rhetorical question, peas--sir.

One more scroll to the side, and now a picture of Felicity GFP executive, Han Ai.

.FELICITY BANKS: Me and my friend Ai. Someone who I secretly gave a crapload of money to so she could get everything she needed for her branch of GFP in Japan to succeed. Money she somehow blew on trips all around the world or something and I never once mentioned it to her. I don’t even think she knows that I was the one who gave it to her, but she probably knows now because there’s a fucking cameraman in here for whatever reason!

Fel looked directly at the cameraman, shooting him her bitch face.

FELICITY BANKS: You guys are treating this nonsense like I’m OJ Simpson or Casey Anthony or something! You know what?! Do. You. Freaking. Know. WHAT?!

Now enraged, Felicity took a few steps backwards and threw her arms up in the air, nearly launching her phone up in the air.

FELICITY BANKS: I don’t care. I don’t care about this! I do not care about any of this! Why did I even come here? Why am I even showing you pictures of me with some of my closest friends and family trying to prove my innocence over the most made up story in the history of LIFE!?

Her hands began to shake a bit as she turned her head and looked at Fran.

FELICITY BANKS: You’re just making this worse and worse for yourself, you know that? One way or another, I’m going to get my hands on you, and when I do, you better hope to GOD that a part of me remembers what you were to me and why I liked you because if not…

Stopping herself, Felicity looked over at Pedro and breathed out a stress relieving sigh.

FELICITY BANKS: This is stupid.

The former HKW champion grunted and backstepped until she fell right down onto the leather couch. As Felicity capped off her response Pedro pondered for a moment.

PEDRO CRUZ: Alright taking all sides to account I'll go in the conference room next door to discuss our decision with my colleague Ms. Lopez. She's waiting for me. Ms. Banks I'm sorry, but it isn't looking too good for Hard Knox Wrestling or this Destiny event.

Pedro walked out, Felicity shocked to hear the words that came out of the HBO executives mouth. Fran lowered the tissue from her nose shooting a wide smirk towards Fel and shooting her the middle finger.

FRANCESCA: I ain't losin' No Limits yawl! Tol' yawl I ain't nothin' to overlook. I got hella connections OUTCHERE. You done thought this was a regular meetin'? Bruh yawl know JESAS.

Fran whispered quietly. It dawned on Felicity that Pedro was an associate Fran had made. Or paid off from within HBO to avoid the possible coming ass beating Felicity wanted to deliver so badly.

FELICITY BANKS: You know what? Fuck all this. Since it isn’t looking good for our match, I’m just gonna go ahead and kick your ass now.

Felicity went to stand up…

BOOM. Pop! Pop! The two women stopped. The door to the office opened. But it wasn't Pedro. It was a woman who both Felicity and Fran were familiar with. She was dressed in business attire as well. She sat at the desk Pedro previously used.

"Ms. Lopez": Tee-bee-hache we're ending this meeting a little early. Pedro told me he won't be able to stay so I'm making the decision for him. Let me say my piece though.

Fran cut in.

FRANCESCA: NO YAWL! FUCK YAWL DOIN' HERE?!?

The No Limits Champion was in a panic while Felicity chuckled on her couch.

FELICITY BANKS: You think YOU have connections? You’re cute. Never change that.

Feliciy brushed Fran off and turned her attention to the alleged Ms. Lopez.

"Ms. Lopez": Que te pasa? O-M-Ge I live y work here, muchachita! So these accusations against Felicity Anne Triple Crown Banks are one hundred percent bogus based off the information we received. Buuuuuuuuuuut Franchies you are a disgrace to ANY Latina culture. No me importa si es Costa Rica, Republica Dominicana, Mexico, Uruguay, Puerto Rico, or HELL. S-em-de-hache. We Latinas put family above all because a lot of us ONLY have family. You called Felicity Anne Drake Hotline Bling Banks your hermana.

The "executive" said.

"Ms. Lopez": Then ju stabbed her in the back. Sí you may be born into our cultures. Grown up with them. Today you're using it as a crutch to get out of your problems.

The woman pulled an actual dagger out of her belt. Which stunned Fran even more.

"Ms. Lopez": Dis-FREAKING-grace honestly. So you know what? Because I have the pen, and the pen equals power, I'm making sure this New Jersey Street fight happens. This stamp makes it ironclad. There's no getting out now, putita. Fight your FREAKING battles you started. Felicitita, te quiero mucho. You've had a rough time of it in Hard Knox because of this traitor so here's to you having your moment at Destiny.

The woman signed a contract that was on the desk in front of her. Then stamped it before tossing it to Felicity Banks. The Queen looked at the paper which read "HKW Racism Accusation Decision: ACCUSATIONS PROVEN FALSE." The woman who was obviously an imposter winked then took her leave of the room.

Fran's jaw dropped as she realized her last ditch effort to make sure she had advantages Coke Destiny went straight down the drain. Now she would have to face Fel. Woman to woman. One fall to the finish with no RULES with everything at stake.

FRANCESCA: NAH. COME BACK HERE YAWL! SOFIA. YAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWL!!!! THIS AIN'T RIGHT. WE DOIN' THIS MEETIN' OVER. FEL FEL! CALL HA BACK. WE AIN'T STREET FIGHTIN'.

Felicity couldn’t resist laughing at the flustered and angry Fran as she stood up from her couch and walked across the room toward Fran. She pat Fran on the head twice as Fran pulled away angrily. Not happy that her efforts were thwarted. Felicity then flipped the hood from her sweatshirt over her head.

FELICITY BANKS: I’ll see you at House of Pain, chica.

Laughing some more, Felicity turned around and walked right out of the office, leaving Fran to heatedly tip her armchair over in frustration as the scene faded.
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