Date November 12th 2018 / Time Unknown / Status Not Recording
Location UGWC Synergy – Chicago, Illinois

One!

 

Two!!

 

 

Three!!!

DING DING DING!!!

It takes me a few seconds to open my eyes when I feel the weight lift from my chest. I glance from one side to the other, seeing Vain and Pierce rolling out of the ring, and when I sit up I see Magdalena glaring at me from the floor, directly in front of me.

“Ugh.. Fuck me…”

I moan and grab the back of my head, trying to remember what exactly had happened that got me down here, but all I remember is feeling my head being cracked against hard thing after extremely hard thing.. Like a damned pinball.

My eyes meet hers for a passing moment before I roll myself up onto my knees and bring myself up to my feet, shaking my head. Did I ever think that Maggie and I would have fallen this low when it came to working together in a match setting? Fuck no.. Yet here we are.

I feel her eyes on me as I slowly approach the ropes, climbing out of the ring and jumping down onto the floor right in front of her. This isn’t just about this night. No, there’s so much more to it than that… and it’s really fucking hard to reign in my anger at her over all of it.

It never had to be like this.

I never wanted it to be this way.

“Got something to say?”

I say, holding my arms out as I step closer to Magdalena, watching her eyes narrow on me.

“What to you want me to say?”

Maggie retorts and I laugh. What the fuck does she think I want her to say?

“Oh, I don’t know.. Maggie.. How’s about you just say what’s on your fucking mind?”

She steps forward as I step up into her face and I can hear the crowd around us murmuring to themselves, wondering what’s coming.. Unaware of what happened in Baltimore earlier tonight… Unaware of how badly I want to lay her out on this concrete and walk away after the shit she spewed earlier and the shit she pulled out here tonight.

But I don’t.

I just stare into her eyes, those turquoise hues that.. That I’ve always loved.. That I’ve always found solace in, even when things were horrible. But now? Now I just see a selfish Bitch who can’t see far enough beyond her own ego to truly understand anything that I’ve been trying to tell her since I tried to off myself.

Finally, after what feels like hours of tense silence, she throws her arms up in the air in disgust.

“If you would have just trusted me, I had it all taken care of!”

She replies, those green-blue eyes burning with fire.

“Oh yeah?!”

I yell, stepping forward once again, pushing her backwards a step as my chest bumps into hers.

“It was a fucking COOPERATIVE match, Magdalena! We used to be able to work together as a TEAM.. but I can see NOW that you’re more worried about YOURSELF than–”

“If that ain’t the pot calling the kettle–”

“Fuck you Maggie. FUCK YOU! Get your head out of your Goddamn ass long enough to live out here in the REAL world!”

Maggie clenches her jaw.

“What? The REAL world where Joe wants to take everything from me? Is THAT the world you want me to live in?!”

“Keep it up, Maggie.. Keep it up…”

I say, feeling my restraint falling away, piece by piece as the throbbing in my head gets worse. If she thinks bringing Joe’s name into this.. again (Chaos 65) is going to do her any favors.. She’s about to find out a lot different.

Acting like Joe wanted me in the middle of his match with her at Carnage’s Ultimate Carnage for that title belt she holds over there… acting like he wanted to beat her up to put on a show for me… How fucking dare she! Telling me that Joe isn’t my friend and that he’s only out to get what he can from me..

“OR WHAT?”

I clench my fists as she screams into my face but before I raise my hand to her, I stop myself.

“No..”

I say softly, shaking my head as I back away from her and turn away, walking towards the ramp.

“I’m not doing this with you…”

I’m not doing this to one of the people I care about most in this world… Even when she’s acting like a total asshole. I just can’t.

 

Date November 15th 2018 / Time 12:49PM / Status Not Recording
Location The Office of Doctor Irene Itzkof, MD – New York City, New York

Doctor Itzkof sits in her office, tapping her pen on her notebook, a pair of deep brown eyes glancing at the door and then back down at the blank pages of her notebook and back up at the door before reaching out for the phone on her desk.

“Anita…”

“No sign of her yet, Doctor. Do you want me to send in your next appointment?”

The doctor sighs and shakes her head, although no one is in her office with her to see it.

“No, I want to give Miss Wylde a little more time.”

But something tells her that her patient isn’t going to show up today, and she doesn’t know why. She hangs the phone up and sighs, dropping her pen on the desk and leaning back in her chair. She gets up and moves across the office, grabbing a television remote on the coffee table, turning on the television set that she keeps in there for slow days.

“Welcome to this week’s Synergy recap! I’m Brutus Weathertop, all set to bring you the not-so-live-but-live-to-you coverage of Synergy!!”

She sits back on the sofa and crosses her legs, finally wanting to see what her client does for a living.. That and a few other things….

 

Yeah, last week didn’t exactly go my way.. Did it?

Then again, who honestly gives a shit anymore? I mean our world champ can’t find it in himself to give a fuck about Synergy matches, so why should I?

To be fair though, you did do the pinning last week, Vain. So I guess congratulations are in order? No, really.. I mean you did win the match. Although upon a second watch, I did see that you needed just a little bit of assistance in order to keep me down for the three, didn’t you?

Either way, when you look at the win/loss record for last week.. You’ll always have the ‘W’ and I’ll always have the ‘L’.. so it is what it is, Champ.

Besides, I’m not even facing you this week. I’m facing your little butt budd–Oh, I mean partner from last week in just a few days time.

At least this time I don’t have to worry about cooperation and teamwork, am I right, Travis? I mean what an overrated concept. No, this week it’s just you and I, one on one. Of course, I wouldn’t blame you if you were feeling a little overwhelmed at the thought of stepping into the ring with me.. Especially since you won’t have the world champ to do all your work for you.

Now, I know that’s not a fair statement to make.. You did plenty in that match last week. But come on, Travis.

You’re you.

I’m me.

Do you really think that anything good is going to come to you this week? Do you really think you can do anything more than you did in that losing effort when you lost to Maggie.. Or when you lose to.. Well just about everyone that fights here… I mean facts are facts, sweetie.

I’m me.

You’re you.

All you’re good at is filming some loser ass tv show where you try and make yourself look cool when in reality, I know you’re just trying to draw attention away from the fact that you’re just the next Gabriel Montgomery or… dare I say it.. Phrixis Deimos?

Yeah, yeah.. All three of you are decent fighters. Or should I say were decent fighters? But let’s face it, the truth of the matter is, one spreads her legs for money, and the other writes shit in a journal, trying to elicit fear in the hearts of his opponents.. And then there’s you.. Mister ‘Overcompensation’…

No one takes you seriously, Travis.

I know I sure as hell don’t.

And I know I’m talking an awful big game… And I know a lot of you are asking.. BUT LUCY? What if Travis beats you on Synergy? What if he proves you wrong?

Chances are he won’t.

But on the off chance that he does… So be it.

I might take another ‘L’ on Monday and sure I’ll be pissed off about it but I’ll move on, I’ll keep going. What will Travis do? He’ll strut his stuff for a few days, he’ll feel pretty damn good about himself and he’ll go right back into his writing room.. Or whatever in the hell he has.. And he’ll write up another AWARD WINNING Show to enthrall and entertain the UGWC faithful with.

Isn’t that right, Travis?

But what you don’t want me or anyone else knowing? You’re on a downward slide. You’re slowly slipping out of relevancy whilst I’m one of the most relevant people in the UGWC and I’m only going to get MORE relevant. That scares you, doesn’t it? You’re praying that you can come into Synergy and whip my ass to prove that fear wrong.. To show yourself and everyone else that you’re just as important as the Eden Morgan’s of the world…

Even if you do beat me, Trav… It’s only going to momentarily pause that downward spiral into obscurity. Even if you do beat me.. My name will continue to be above yours in the marquee.

Because I’m me.

And you’re you.

And that’s the truth.

Hurts, doesn’t it?