As a certain person always used to say… Changes Come. This here?  Well this is just the next change that’s.. Well, coming in my life. Carnage Wrestling.

I’m sure the majority of you already know who I am before I even get the chance to say anything, but for those of you who live under a rock.. I’m Lucy. Might have seen my name a few times over in UGWC in the past few years, and OWF before that. I’m a former OWF Tag Team champion, the final OWF Network champ and I’m a former UGWC World and multi time Cross-Hemisphere champion… Just to get my list of accolades out of the way, you know how it is.

But now, I get to add the title, ‘former employee of UGWC’ to that list.

The why’s aren’t really important.. At least I don’t think they are to the lot of you. But if I’m being completely honest, I never expected to be starting over again so soon.. Let alone at all. I thought that UGWC was going to be my home until I decided to retire from wrestling once and for all. Things don’t always go the way you think they will though and suffice it to say, the last month or two in the UGWC chapter of my career left a real bad taste in my mouth.

I didn’t want to go out like that, so here I am.

Lucky you, right?

I won’t lie though, Carnage Wrestling wouldn’t have been my first choice in order to continue my career. I’m ashamed to say that for the longest time, I looked down on this place from what I perceived as my throne over in UGWC. But hey, I was wrong. It happens. This place can’t be that bad if people that I worked with over in OWF decided to call Carnage home after the OWF shut down.. People like Will Prydor, Trent Steel.. JC… They obviously saw something in this place that I was too blind to see.

And I’m glad to see them all doing well, and I’m looking forward to working with you all again.

Some of you probably know me from my association with those people from OWF, while some of you probably know who I am because of who my sister is. You know, Kyra Mo– Oh, I mean Johnson; Carnage Wrestlings former owner. I’m sure she’s absolutely thrilled to see that I’ve joined the ranks around here.. And by ‘thrilled’ I mean pissed off.

Nice to see you too, sis. But don’t worry Kyra. I won’t get in your way. Believe it or not, that’s not why I’m here. That is, unless you get in my way first.. Then all bets are off, wouldn’t you agree?

Anyway.

Whereas most of you probably know me because of my associations with former OWF fighters, or who I’m related to.. I can’t dismiss the fact that some of you might have heard my name from the mouth of your current Ultraviolent Champion. Surely you remember that time she and JC faced off for the Ultraviolent title at Ultimate Carnage? Maggie made it all pretty obvious, if I do say so myself.

So let me just say a few things pertaining to that right off the bat. Yeah, Maggie and I were an item. We aren’t any longer. I’ve moved on, and I hope she does too. I don’t have any ill will towards Magdalena Lockheart. She’s a good person, and a good friend and I care about her a great deal, even if I don’t always agree with her actions.

But before I dig myself into a hole I’ll never get out of.. Let me just continue by saying that I know I have a reputation coming in here. I know it, and I accept it. Everyone and their brother is going to have an opinion on me and why I’m here, that’s cool. That’s great, actually. I’m no stranger to people telling me what they think of me. So please, don’t spare me your opinions.

I love hearing them.

But I love spitting them back into the faces of those who try to look down at me for whatever I’m doing at that moment even more than that.

It’s just what I do.

Just like the rest of you, I fight. I do that, and I do it better than a lot of other people. I take peoples assumptions and opinions and I prove them wrong, over and over again. Being here will be no different. Being here will not change who I am and what I can do.. I just get to do it for a different audience now.

But the Carnage Legion, they’ll get a taste of that first hand at Act of Defiance – along with the rest of you backstage, wondering and watching.. Trying to figure me out. Trying to find a reason why Lucy Wylde has decided to lace up her boots for Carnage in the first place.

The reason.. Or reasons aren’t really as complicated as you might think…

 

Date January 29th 2019 / Time 5:56PM / Status Not Recording
Location Hotel Murano – Tacoma, Washington

I’ve been pacing around in my room for the last… however long, trying to figure out what to make of that little interaction Joe and I just had over Twitter. It’s funny, he’s literally just outside this door, probably hanging out on the couch, getting his mind right for his match in CWF tonight. He’s so close, yet I’m… scared to actually go out there and just ask him what he meant by all that.

It’s been what.. Three weeks or so since he kissed me. Three weeks since everything changed.. Well at least to me. I didn’t want to hope that it had changed for him too.. I didn’t want to assume.

Joe’s going through a lot.

I know that, and I wouldn’t do anything to force a… relationship, or whatever this is on him.

That’s what makes that little exchange just a little bit ago so damned interesting.

I sigh and grab the doorknob, trying to quell the butterflies in my stomach. It’s just Joe. I have no problem talking to him any other time, so why should I feel so nervous now?

I find him exactly where I thought I would, on the couch of this room, staring off into space.. Or maybe he’s staring at the blank television screen.. Who knows.

“Uh.. Joe?”

I say softly, watching him slowly turn his head in my direction.

“Yeah?”

I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out right away.

“I..”

He raises his eyebrows in question, a sly smirk forming on his lips. I can’t help but roll my eyes as I walk closer, throwing myself down onto the couch beside him.

He’s fucking with me.

“Is that what all this is? Just another way of fucking with me, huh?”

“I have no idea what you mean.”

He replied stoically. I turn my body towards him, crossing my arms over my chest.

“You damn sure know what I mean. ’Can I say never? Because I say never.’ That ring a bell, Jackass?”

A look of realization washed over his face.

“Oh, that. I meant that.”

“You sure as hell– Wait.. You meant that?”

He nods his head.

“And that whole ’outing us’ thing? Are you saying that.. this is a thing now?”

He looks down at his hands and instantly I feel guilty.

“Do you not want it to be?”

He replies, glancing back over at me as I shake my head.

“Oh.. no.. No.. That’s not what I meant at all Joe.. I do.. I mean.. I hoped.. But I didn’t wanna push anything or make this into something that you didn’t want.”

Silence settles between us for a moment, him staring down at his hands again and me.. Just trying to disguise the fact that my cheeks are burning so hot that they could start a fire.

“When I said I chose this… Er.. you, I meant it.”

I nod my head.  It still amazes me how much things have changed between he and I over the last three years. Especially when I look into his eyes.   I smile and lean closer to him.

“That’s all I needed to hear.”

Before he can respond, I lean even closer and kiss him – placing my hand on his face as I feel his arm snake around my back, pulling me closer.

Should really learn to stop doubting this… This feeling I get when I’m around him. I should stop doubting that he feels the same way… and maybe someday I will…

 

Date May 13th 2016 / Time Unknown / Status Not Recording
Location OWF Addiction – Unknown

I step out of the trainers room and into the hallway, holding an icepack to the back of my head. I’m pissed. Understandably so. My so-called husband and my friend decided fighting over me was a great fucking idea.. And my being slammed into the concrete wall was just.. Fuck.. I don’t know anymore.

“Hey Lucy!”

I stop as I round a corner, seeing Zodiac standing in front of me.

“How are you? How’s Shaun?”

I stare at him for a few seconds before sighing and continuing down the hall towards my locker room. How’s Shaun. Right.. I’m not really in the mood to talk about it right now, but I hear his footfalls behind me.. Obviously he’s not going to give this up right away.

“Hey, wait!”

I roll my eyes.

“Were you watching the monitors at all? How do you think we are, Robert?”

“That’s not my name anymore.”

I clench my fist around the icepack.

“Well excuse me. How are we? Well-”

I pull the icepack off of my head, showing him the lump that’s back there.

“I’ve got a lump the size of a baseball on the back of my head, and the doctor is sending Shaun to the local hospital for an MRI on his knee. Everyone else is gone… So look around, we could be all that’s left of the Violent Society. That’s how we’re doing.”

He nods his head as I put the ice back on my head. I can’t believe it’s over. All our work, turned to shit in no time flat. I don’t even know what the hell we’re going to do from here.. But I need Zodiac to focus. I need him to use his God damned brain.

“I’m really sorry. I do want to check on Mr. Stewart, but-”

I stop again, turning to look at Zodiac.

“But what? Listen Zodiac… Look around you. This is it. Shit’s getting real.. and there’s not much more I can honestly do for you. You’re an amazing talent. You’ve got a bright future ahead of you, so open your eyes and your ears. I shouldn’t have to tell you that it’s time for you to step up and pull your weight. Make a Goddamned name for yourself. Only you can do it, Zodiac.”

He stays put as I turn and keep walking. As much as I like the kid, I don’t really have time to be hand holding right now. I hope he understands.

“You want me to make an impact? You want me to make a name for myself?”

He shouts after me, making me stop and turn around again.

“Yes! That’s what I’ve been saying! We’re all that’s left of the Violent Soc–”

Suddenly I’m seeing stars again as something hits me from behind and I fall down onto my hands and knees. Christ…

“Hahahahahaha! Awwww, what’s wrong “Mrs. Wylde”? Are you okay? Didn’t see that coming after all your shit? Is that enough of an “Impact” for you?! NO?! THEN HOW ABOUT THIS?!!”

I shake my head, trying to clear the cobwebs as he speaks but instead, I fall down onto my stomach – the pounding in my head getting worse.

All I can see are two pairs of feet standing in front of me..

“STILL NOT ENOUGH?!”

I try to look up, trying to bring myself back up to my knees but before I can, I feel another punishing blow on the back of my head, and my back.. And boots.. Kicking… Kicking… Kicking…

I feel a hand in my hair, pulling my head up until I’m looking into the cold, calculating gaze of my former student.

“Is this enough of an impact for you, Mrs. Wylde?”

I yelp in pain as he grips tighter on my hair, slamming my face down into the concrete floor. He lets me go and I reach up, hearing him speaking.. But not quite able to make out the words as I reach up and touch my forehead, feeling the blood on my fingertips before I lay my head back down.

I gotta get up..

I can’t let him win..

I try to force myself back to my knees but before I can swing a fist, I feel someone on top of me.. Laying into my back and ribs again. I cry out in pain as Zodiac gets down into my face again, this time closed fists striking me again and again until I can feel the blood flowing down into my eyes.

“Oh shit, you’re bleeding. I apologize for that, seriously.”

I scoff and pull away, trying to get up with that weight still on my back.

“You don’t look sorry…”

I say into the ground, shaking with rage.

“What was that?”

He pulls my face up to his again. I open my eyes and glare at him through the blood.

“You don’t look sorry…”

I say louder, spitting blood in his direction as he laughs and lets go.

“I really hate to do this to you after all you’ve done for me. I really do. I mean, beating the shit out of you like this really isn’t my style and you know that. But, in all fairness, you really left me no other choice. Baz here decided that this was a good idea to send a message. I didn’t really agree with it at first, since, y’know…but… we’ve been planning this for a while now.”

Finally the weight lifts off of my back and I feel other hands on me, but I want no parts of it. I pull away from them as I look up, trying to find Zodiac.. Where the fuck is he.. I’m going to fucking kill him.

I’m going to fucking kill him if I ever get my hands on him… I swear it.

“Sorry to cut our conversation short Luce, but we got places to go and plans to shit on. Don’t worry though, I’m sure we’ll meet again!”

“You’re… You’re fucking… dea–”

 

Date February 8th 2019 / Time 5:21PM / Status Not Recording
Location The Wylde/Lee Residence – New York City, New York

“Don’t go easy on me..”

I twist around, attempting a roundhouse kick – which Joe easily evades, quickly knocking my legs out from under me, sending me down to the mat.  Fuck.

“I would never… But..”

I climb back up on my knees as he lunges, trying to grab me but I roll out of the way and jump back up to my feet, kicking him in the calf for his troubles.

“But… what?”

I say between breaths, waiting til he turns around before I rush at him, dropkicking him into the corner where he falls onto his ass.

“Something’s bothering you.”

He spits as he climbs back to his feet.

“I’m fine. I just want to be ready.”

He rolls his eyes and leans on the ropes, shaking his head.

“You’re always ready, Luce. This isn’t going to change that. So spill it.”

I sigh and shake my head. I don’t want to talk about it. I want to spar. I want to fight until I’m so tired that I can’t walk when I’m done. So I run at him again, but before I can do anything, he grabs me by the waist and slams me into the corner, pinning me there.

“God damnit Joe..”

“Luce…”

I roll my eyes and glare up into his eyes.

“Since all of this has happened.. I’ve just been thinking a lot about what happened back in OWF… I took that prick under my wing, I tried to help him and he fucked me over for fucking Sebastian Steel of all people.”

Joe relaxes his hold.

“He’s a leech. They both are. You can’t fault yourself for wanting to help him.”

“But I do.”

I feel like a fucking moron for letting my guard down.. For being who I’ve always been. This shit happens far too often to me… Yet I keep trying to help people. I keep trying to be that good person, that example that I never had growing up.

“Well you shouldn’t. Besides, in a couple of days you’re going to get your shot. Got to keep your head in the game. They want us to let them into our heads. They want us to fuck up.”

I nod my head and look away.  He’s right. I know he is. After a few moments, I sigh and nod again.

“Fine. Fine… But I know you just don’t wanna fight me right now because you’re worried about what I might do to you.”

I reply, looking back at him with a smirk to which I get a scoff and an eye roll in return.

“Right. That makes sense… Except we both know you’re no match…”

He says, returning my smirk.

God I love him.

 

…Reason number one, I don’t know about the rest of you, but the thought of getting my hands around the throats of Bryan Ford and Robert Zodiac was just too damn good to pass up. They’re assholes, aren’t they?

Forgetting the shit they pulled at the last Chaos.. They still deserve to get their asses beat. Of course, if you’re up to date on your ‘Wrestlers of Carnage’ trivia.. You’ll have already realized that Zodiac and I have crossed paths before… in our once beloved OWF.

Isn’t that right, Robert?

He and I, we were both members of a group called ‘The Violent Society’. Clever name, right? Anyway, long story short, I spent months helping you, Robert.. Didn’t I? I took you under my wind, and what did I get for it? I got the shit kicked out of me. Right.

A thought came to me when I realized you were not only here in Carnage, but when I realized you’d allied yourself with another stupid prick, all too happy to take you under his wing… the thought occurred to me that I never really got to kick you in the head for all of that shit that happened back then.

Now I know a lot of you probably think, ‘come on Lucy, that happened almost three years ago.. Let it go.’ And I was almost willing to let it go and go about my merry way here in Carnage. Really. That was until you held me back while Ford attacked Joe. That was until you proved to me that you hadn’t really changed at all in the last three years, Robert.

You’re still the same childish, arrogant bitch that I had the displeasure of knowing back in OWF.

The worst part is that I really thought you had potential, Robert. I honestly and truly did. That’s why I did what I did back then. That’s why I took you under my wing. That’s why I devoted so much of my time trying to help you reach that potential, regardless of what our stablemates thought of it. I thought you could be better than what you were settling for.

That was until you attacked me.

That was until you proved to me and everyone else that you weren’t really ready to reach for anything greater than what you already were. And I can see now, that you’re still not ready. You’re still following those whom you think can catapult you to whatever greatness you think you deserve. That’s the thing about you, Robert.. You don’t wanna earn anything.

You don’t wanna put in the hard work, the sweat, and the tears in order to actually EARN success. You just wanna ride coattails. You wanna latch onto whomever seems to be the top dog at that moment, whomever you think can drag your ass the furthest.. And then? Then you do exactly what you did to me. You stab them in the back in favor of the next victim. Isn’t that what happened between you and Brian Crucifix too?

Might not have been here, but I did see it… Felt a bit of deja vu too, if I’m being honest.

You stabbed Brian in the back in favor of sucking the ass of Ragnarok… Oh, sorry.. He’s Bryan Ford now, isn’t he?

But just like every other time, Robert.. You chose wrong.

Ford isn’t going to take you anywhere. You two are too much alike.

You want so badly to be his bitch, but what you aren’t seeing is that he so desperately wants to be yours. He isn’t capable of carrying you to greatness.. He isn’t even capable of bringing himself to mediocrity.

Hi, Bryan.

Just gonna come right out and say it… You don’t know me. You think you know me, you wish you knew me… but you don’t know a damn thing about me. You’re delusional. You’re downright idiotic, and you’re fucking blind. You also think calling me Joe’s ‘fuck buddy’ is going to offend me, which just adds more evidence to what I said literally two seconds ago about you being stupid as fuck.

You see, I’m not the one posting pictures of myself on Twitter on Mondays, telling all the ladies to feel free to use said pictures for their own #ManCrushMondays… Tell me, did anyone actually do that? Were the ladies all over your pictures like white on rice… or did all those ladies avoid you like the plague that you so obviously are?

You reek of desperation, Bryan yet you wanna claim that I’m somehow the one trying to cling to some concept of relevancy that you can’t possibly grasp. I’m more relevant than you could ever hope to be, Bryan and I’m sure that eats you alive. I might be new around here, but I’m one hundred and fifty percent sure that I can draw far more of a crowd than your sorry ass ever.. And I do mean EVER could.

You can’t accept that about yourself, can you?

All you can do is deflect.

Correction, all you do do is deflect.

I mean look at the arguments you and my ‘fuck buddy’ have been having over the twitter over the last month or so. You can’t handle the fact that he’s right about you.. So what do you do? You point out that because of me, you and he are #1-1. Right. Because you could have beaten him legitimately.  I mean you are the next coming of wrestling Jesus, right?

At least that’s what you’d have everyone believe if they were all as naive as your partner…

But Joe and I, we aren’t drinking the Kool-Aid, Bryan. We see you for what you really are and at Act of Defiance, we’ll be sure to expose you both as the sniveling little bitches that you are before we put you both out of our.. And everyone else’s misery.

As for the rest of my reasons for coming here to Carnage.. I’d like to think it’s pretty obvious. I’m here to do some good, I’m here to support those that I care about. But most of all, I’m here to show the rest of you who in the fuck I am.

I’m Lucy Wylde.. And I’m here to do what I always do… Achieve what the rest of you can only dream of.

OOC: Good Luck Raggy & Zodiac! JC Used with permission!
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