Post by Amy Marshall on Dec 10, 2011 11:17:40 GMT -6
Sunday, December 4th, 2011
Allstate Arena;
Rosemont, Illinois
Moments after the Collision main event/
Moment’s after Kelly had pinned me, I slowly rolled away as I tried to catch my breath. From the corner of my eye I could see Kelly and Xander celebrating their win against Ander and myself. I couldn’t believe that Kelly once again pinned me, however, like last time we faced off, I had almost beat her but each and every time she was the better wrestler.
Looking around for Ander, I couldn’t see him inside the ring, which only means that he is outside the ring and I hope that he was knocked out because there would be hell to pay for pulling that stupid stunt with Xander.
Grabbing hold of the ropes, I used them to get to my feet as I spot the ref helping Ander to his feet. I look at them for a moment before climbing out of the ring. I then go over to Ander and the ref to help out, although the ref was doing ok for himself. We then head towards the backstage area, all the while not saying anything to Ander, as I didn’t want to snap at him in front of the fans and create stupid rumours.
Once backstage, we head to the medical centre to check Ander over for a concussion.
Entering the medical centre, the ref helps sets Ander down on the bed before leaving.
“Thanks” Amy said as she turns back to Ander, who lay on the bed as the doctor in the Medical Centre began his checks.
Turning her attentions back to Ander, she sat down on the nearest chair and just watched the doctor.
“Are you ok?” Ander asked as he rubbed his jaw.
“I should be asking you that really.” I said with annoyance in my voice.
"Well, now I know what it feels like to get a taste of my own medicine." Ander joked.
"Well it wasn't exactly a kick to the head." Amy sniped at Ander
"No, you're right. It wasn't. Just a blow right across the jaw that was supposed to put me out after the first punch." Ander lowers his head a little bit and sighs with a hint of frustration. "I'm sorry. It was dumb to egg Xander on like that, especially after the first punch. Even if I were to explain to you why I did it, I don't know if you'd understand."
“Understand what?” I snapped back
"...Amy, I had to prove I was on his level. I had to prove that I could take his best shot." Ander said with a regretful frown. "He said one punch... One punch, and you'd be a lonely girl. That he could put me away. He questioned every ounce of will that I had. It was stupid, I get that, but I felt like I needed to prove him wrong”
"By getting knocked the **** out." I said. "You could have easily done something else to prove him wrong." I continued
"You mean win? Yeah, I was trying. Look, the first punch caught me. I shouldn't have been so macho about taking the second." Ander said before continuing "...I'm sorry, alright? What more do you want me to say? I should have been cooler headed? I know that. Hindsight, I'd have kept my cool. Hindsight, you'd have seen Kelly coming a step ahead." Ander said. "I whiffed. I made the big mistake. I'm sorry. I'm only human" Ander looked up and said, with a hint of frustration on his voice.
I nodded, as Ander was right. "You are right, I should of seen Kelly coming but I didn't, I just let my mind slip for a moment." I said as I stood up from the chair and shuffled forwards towards the bed. "I'm sorry for coming down on you so hard, I just want to beat Kelly and shut her up." I said shrugging.
Ander chuckles slightly. "Look at her family. She's never going to shut up... But I feel your pain on wanting that win.”
As I get close to the bed, Ander wraps his arm around my waist "You'll get her eventually. Everyone gets caught. Even Xander, even Kelly. Preferably, you'll catch her on the wrong end of that two-foot tall Mohawk”
I giggle a little before moving in to kiss him on the cheek "Thanks babe" I said, "I think we should allow the EMT to check you over now." I said looking at the EMT sitting by Ander looking a little annoyed that he couldn’t do his checks.
"Ah... Aww." groaned Ander
I smirk "I'll be outside." I give Ander one more peck on the cheek before leaving Ander and the EMT in the medical centre.
"See you in a few, beautiful."
I smile before closing the door behind me before sitting down on the nearest chair that I could find.
”Well I once again notch up another loss to you Kelly, but like last time and this time I still could of beaten you. But each and every damn time you pull of something that I can’t even escape from.
I don’t know whether you have my number or it just luck.
Anyway, I like to congratulate you.
No not because you pinned me in the centre of the ring…but you can spell.
Jesus…that peroxide must of soaked into your brain.
Keeping calling me Roxxxie, doesn’t bother me…
I’ll just keep calling you Kelly Fox.
Yeah that won’t bother you much either but can get damned annoying after a while.
But you know what I don’t give a **** what you call me, say to me or even who you compare me to because the fact is people are going to get bored of you real quick – I know I am.
The only reason you are at the top of the division is because of nepotism…yeah I said it. Ickle Kelly got help from daddy Fox. What did you do…fluttered your eyelashes, pouted and sat on his lap and tell him that he’s the best father in the world.
Sad that you had to ask Daddy for help, the next time we face off I will make sure that it won’t end my defeat but it will end in your defeat and I hope its for the world title.
As for you Xander, I am sorry that you never got your chance to pin Ander. But hey you got the win you just had to get it from Kelly.
That must piss you off a little.
Oh well.”
Wells Fargo Arena
Des Moines, Iowa
Thursday 8th December 2011
Several days after the loss to Kelly and Xander on Collision, Ander and I arrived in Iowa for our respective matches on Trauma. I had already found out what Ander and mine matches were after a short break in Cedar Rapids.
Amy Marshall vs. Emma Danielson.
As I looked back at my records for the matches that I had been in since joining NCW, I had five matches consisting of tag matches, singles competition, three ways and four ways that featured Emma and myself.
But 99% of those matches I lost and but the one match I did win I was on the road to becoming Starlets champion. Though that had been almost a year ago and things are now a lot different with new faces and new champions.
Entering the Well Fargo Arena for the first time, I already knew of the card, however, I wanted to know the order but also a chance to get a good locker room for Ander and I before the good ones are taken.
As I head down the corridor, I stumble upon our resident Psychiatrist office.
Looking at the generic bronze door plaque, I cocked my head and perhaps for the time in my wrestling career, I actually wanted to speak to someone.
Nothing about wrestling, nothing about family and nothing about my past but about my feelings towards Ander and the fact that he loved me.
Gently knocking on the wooden door, a slightly distracted voice replies from behind the door.
“Enter”
Opening the door, I step inside the plainly decorated office with only his medical certificates displayed on the wall, while everything else was just plain and boring. He looks up from his paper and looks at me quizzically.
“Ms. Marshall, I am not scheduled to see you for another few weeks, how can I help you?” He asked as he closed a beige folder up and placed it in one of his draws.
“I want to talk about something that isn’t related to wrestling, family and anything about my past. I want to talk about Anders feelings and mine.” I explained to Riley Griffiths
Riley nods as he pulls out a sheet of paper and a pen from the penholder and begins to jot down some stuff on the paper.
“Can you explain what you mean by Ander’s feelings?” Riley asked
“In a previous promo he said ‘you aren't Amy Marshall. They earned my emotion. They earned my capacity to care, whether it be hate, disdain, joy, or... Hell, even Love.’[/I] and I just don’t know how to respond to that.” I said shrugging as I felt a pang of guilt hit me.
“How do you feel about him?” Riley asked as he scribbled a few things down on his bit of paper.
“I really like Ander, I’m just not sure I love him.” I said as I looked into the eyes of the psychiatrist.
“You said you don’t want to talk about your past. But what in your past might have this effect?” Riley asked as he leant back in the chair.
I just roll my eyes, as I knew that my past would be brought up and I guess I had to speak about it. ”Before I entered the wrestling industry as you probably already know that I was an adult movie star, well there was this guy and well he was like a drug and I became hooked on him. It was until he left that I realised that I was in love with him.”
“Was this relationship abusive?” Riley asked
“It was never abusive and it was never a relationship. It wasn’t healthy whatever it was and it didn’t really do my career any good when I joined the same company as him.”
“What do you mean by it wasn’t healthy?” Riley asked another question as he continued to write notes.
“Drugs and sex.” I said as divert my eyes away from him.
“What drugs were you using?”
I looked up at Riley “It was just coke. And I haven’t used it since. I never had an addiction it was just fun.”
“Ok” Riley looked at me with a disapproving glare like a parent would just before chastising one of their children. “What about this ‘guy’?”
“I haven’t seen him for the best part of a year and I don’t feel anything for him anymore and my career has been much better since.” I said as I shifted in the uncomfortable wooden chair.
“Obviously Ander isn’t this man, but subconsciously you want Ander to be this guy and go back to the sex, drugs and danger. However, it’s going to take time to get over this man because of the history that you have, but it will be down to you when you feel the time is right to say I love you.” Riley said as he looked at me.
For a moment, I mulled over what he said and obviously he could see it but I couldn’t and I had just accepted what he said and move on. “Thank you Dr. Griffiths.” I said as I got up out of the chair.
“If you need to speak to me on anything else my door is always open.” Riley said as he and I shook hands before making my way to the door. Closing the door behind me, I thought about what Dr. Griffiths said and maybe he was right maybe he was wrong, however, it’s what my head and my hear says and right now I just don’t know how I feel.
Walking away from the office, I continue heading down the corridor to find a locker room for Ander and I.
”Like me, you are probably looking for words to perhaps describe this match and say something to me.
I don’t blame you as I am also having a hard time.
Do you realise that in some shape or form we have met inside the ring 5 times this year and parts of last year. But it has been almost a year since we last faced each other one on one inside the ring and months since we saw each other in the battle royal that crowned Alysson as Starlets Champion.
Unlike most of the bitches in this place, I respect you.
Which I have already stated many times, I am not one of those people who would call you an ugly ogre or a tranny instead I would pick on the fact that you haven’t had much in ring time this year – but that is down to the car accident and the rehab that goes with it but also the bookers in this place but I didn’t exactly hear you shouting and screaming that you want a match.
But being stuck in limbo sucks.
Trust me, I have felt that many times including up until Steph and I won the Tag titles from BWA.
I can tell that you are stuck limbo because who you associate yourself with Ayla and Rayne – I can’t tell who you can and can’t be friends with but I am just glad that you are seeking advice and not siding with them on this failed bid to oust the Starlets of this company.
And I respect you all the more for that.
However, those times you have returned to the ring, its like you haven’t missed a step and you proved that against Ashlie and Crystal. And again having to partner up with Tara Fenix, who not too long ago decided to screw you over and side with BWA.
And that turned out to be an utter failure on her part.
Anyway when it comes to facing each other inside the ring, I will push aside the respect – I know that you and I are working ourselves back up the ladder after falling into obscurity after gaining and losing the World title.
I know that we both need this week just to prove our critics wrong.
I know that I have to win because I know that I am this close to getting back into the world title scene even though I am a current tag team champion.
I know that I will have to exploit that fact that you lack action inside the ring and I know that I won’t be sorry when I have to beat you on Trauma.
Good luck Emma, because we both know that you will need it.
Allstate Arena;
Rosemont, Illinois
Moments after the Collision main event/
Moment’s after Kelly had pinned me, I slowly rolled away as I tried to catch my breath. From the corner of my eye I could see Kelly and Xander celebrating their win against Ander and myself. I couldn’t believe that Kelly once again pinned me, however, like last time we faced off, I had almost beat her but each and every time she was the better wrestler.
Looking around for Ander, I couldn’t see him inside the ring, which only means that he is outside the ring and I hope that he was knocked out because there would be hell to pay for pulling that stupid stunt with Xander.
Grabbing hold of the ropes, I used them to get to my feet as I spot the ref helping Ander to his feet. I look at them for a moment before climbing out of the ring. I then go over to Ander and the ref to help out, although the ref was doing ok for himself. We then head towards the backstage area, all the while not saying anything to Ander, as I didn’t want to snap at him in front of the fans and create stupid rumours.
Once backstage, we head to the medical centre to check Ander over for a concussion.
Entering the medical centre, the ref helps sets Ander down on the bed before leaving.
“Thanks” Amy said as she turns back to Ander, who lay on the bed as the doctor in the Medical Centre began his checks.
Turning her attentions back to Ander, she sat down on the nearest chair and just watched the doctor.
“Are you ok?” Ander asked as he rubbed his jaw.
“I should be asking you that really.” I said with annoyance in my voice.
"Well, now I know what it feels like to get a taste of my own medicine." Ander joked.
"Well it wasn't exactly a kick to the head." Amy sniped at Ander
"No, you're right. It wasn't. Just a blow right across the jaw that was supposed to put me out after the first punch." Ander lowers his head a little bit and sighs with a hint of frustration. "I'm sorry. It was dumb to egg Xander on like that, especially after the first punch. Even if I were to explain to you why I did it, I don't know if you'd understand."
“Understand what?” I snapped back
"...Amy, I had to prove I was on his level. I had to prove that I could take his best shot." Ander said with a regretful frown. "He said one punch... One punch, and you'd be a lonely girl. That he could put me away. He questioned every ounce of will that I had. It was stupid, I get that, but I felt like I needed to prove him wrong”
"By getting knocked the **** out." I said. "You could have easily done something else to prove him wrong." I continued
"You mean win? Yeah, I was trying. Look, the first punch caught me. I shouldn't have been so macho about taking the second." Ander said before continuing "...I'm sorry, alright? What more do you want me to say? I should have been cooler headed? I know that. Hindsight, I'd have kept my cool. Hindsight, you'd have seen Kelly coming a step ahead." Ander said. "I whiffed. I made the big mistake. I'm sorry. I'm only human" Ander looked up and said, with a hint of frustration on his voice.
I nodded, as Ander was right. "You are right, I should of seen Kelly coming but I didn't, I just let my mind slip for a moment." I said as I stood up from the chair and shuffled forwards towards the bed. "I'm sorry for coming down on you so hard, I just want to beat Kelly and shut her up." I said shrugging.
Ander chuckles slightly. "Look at her family. She's never going to shut up... But I feel your pain on wanting that win.”
As I get close to the bed, Ander wraps his arm around my waist "You'll get her eventually. Everyone gets caught. Even Xander, even Kelly. Preferably, you'll catch her on the wrong end of that two-foot tall Mohawk”
I giggle a little before moving in to kiss him on the cheek "Thanks babe" I said, "I think we should allow the EMT to check you over now." I said looking at the EMT sitting by Ander looking a little annoyed that he couldn’t do his checks.
"Ah... Aww." groaned Ander
I smirk "I'll be outside." I give Ander one more peck on the cheek before leaving Ander and the EMT in the medical centre.
"See you in a few, beautiful."
I smile before closing the door behind me before sitting down on the nearest chair that I could find.
”Well I once again notch up another loss to you Kelly, but like last time and this time I still could of beaten you. But each and every damn time you pull of something that I can’t even escape from.
I don’t know whether you have my number or it just luck.
Anyway, I like to congratulate you.
No not because you pinned me in the centre of the ring…but you can spell.
Jesus…that peroxide must of soaked into your brain.
Keeping calling me Roxxxie, doesn’t bother me…
I’ll just keep calling you Kelly Fox.
Yeah that won’t bother you much either but can get damned annoying after a while.
But you know what I don’t give a **** what you call me, say to me or even who you compare me to because the fact is people are going to get bored of you real quick – I know I am.
The only reason you are at the top of the division is because of nepotism…yeah I said it. Ickle Kelly got help from daddy Fox. What did you do…fluttered your eyelashes, pouted and sat on his lap and tell him that he’s the best father in the world.
Sad that you had to ask Daddy for help, the next time we face off I will make sure that it won’t end my defeat but it will end in your defeat and I hope its for the world title.
As for you Xander, I am sorry that you never got your chance to pin Ander. But hey you got the win you just had to get it from Kelly.
That must piss you off a little.
Oh well.”
Wells Fargo Arena
Des Moines, Iowa
Thursday 8th December 2011
Several days after the loss to Kelly and Xander on Collision, Ander and I arrived in Iowa for our respective matches on Trauma. I had already found out what Ander and mine matches were after a short break in Cedar Rapids.
Amy Marshall vs. Emma Danielson.
As I looked back at my records for the matches that I had been in since joining NCW, I had five matches consisting of tag matches, singles competition, three ways and four ways that featured Emma and myself.
But 99% of those matches I lost and but the one match I did win I was on the road to becoming Starlets champion. Though that had been almost a year ago and things are now a lot different with new faces and new champions.
Entering the Well Fargo Arena for the first time, I already knew of the card, however, I wanted to know the order but also a chance to get a good locker room for Ander and I before the good ones are taken.
As I head down the corridor, I stumble upon our resident Psychiatrist office.
DR. RILEY GRIFFITHS, PSY.D.
PSYCHIATRIST
PSYCHIATRIST
Looking at the generic bronze door plaque, I cocked my head and perhaps for the time in my wrestling career, I actually wanted to speak to someone.
Nothing about wrestling, nothing about family and nothing about my past but about my feelings towards Ander and the fact that he loved me.
Gently knocking on the wooden door, a slightly distracted voice replies from behind the door.
“Enter”
Opening the door, I step inside the plainly decorated office with only his medical certificates displayed on the wall, while everything else was just plain and boring. He looks up from his paper and looks at me quizzically.
“Ms. Marshall, I am not scheduled to see you for another few weeks, how can I help you?” He asked as he closed a beige folder up and placed it in one of his draws.
“I want to talk about something that isn’t related to wrestling, family and anything about my past. I want to talk about Anders feelings and mine.” I explained to Riley Griffiths
Riley nods as he pulls out a sheet of paper and a pen from the penholder and begins to jot down some stuff on the paper.
“Can you explain what you mean by Ander’s feelings?” Riley asked
“In a previous promo he said ‘you aren't Amy Marshall. They earned my emotion. They earned my capacity to care, whether it be hate, disdain, joy, or... Hell, even Love.’[/I] and I just don’t know how to respond to that.” I said shrugging as I felt a pang of guilt hit me.
“How do you feel about him?” Riley asked as he scribbled a few things down on his bit of paper.
“I really like Ander, I’m just not sure I love him.” I said as I looked into the eyes of the psychiatrist.
“You said you don’t want to talk about your past. But what in your past might have this effect?” Riley asked as he leant back in the chair.
I just roll my eyes, as I knew that my past would be brought up and I guess I had to speak about it. ”Before I entered the wrestling industry as you probably already know that I was an adult movie star, well there was this guy and well he was like a drug and I became hooked on him. It was until he left that I realised that I was in love with him.”
“Was this relationship abusive?” Riley asked
“It was never abusive and it was never a relationship. It wasn’t healthy whatever it was and it didn’t really do my career any good when I joined the same company as him.”
“What do you mean by it wasn’t healthy?” Riley asked another question as he continued to write notes.
“Drugs and sex.” I said as divert my eyes away from him.
“What drugs were you using?”
I looked up at Riley “It was just coke. And I haven’t used it since. I never had an addiction it was just fun.”
“Ok” Riley looked at me with a disapproving glare like a parent would just before chastising one of their children. “What about this ‘guy’?”
“I haven’t seen him for the best part of a year and I don’t feel anything for him anymore and my career has been much better since.” I said as I shifted in the uncomfortable wooden chair.
“Obviously Ander isn’t this man, but subconsciously you want Ander to be this guy and go back to the sex, drugs and danger. However, it’s going to take time to get over this man because of the history that you have, but it will be down to you when you feel the time is right to say I love you.” Riley said as he looked at me.
For a moment, I mulled over what he said and obviously he could see it but I couldn’t and I had just accepted what he said and move on. “Thank you Dr. Griffiths.” I said as I got up out of the chair.
“If you need to speak to me on anything else my door is always open.” Riley said as he and I shook hands before making my way to the door. Closing the door behind me, I thought about what Dr. Griffiths said and maybe he was right maybe he was wrong, however, it’s what my head and my hear says and right now I just don’t know how I feel.
Walking away from the office, I continue heading down the corridor to find a locker room for Ander and I.
”Like me, you are probably looking for words to perhaps describe this match and say something to me.
I don’t blame you as I am also having a hard time.
Do you realise that in some shape or form we have met inside the ring 5 times this year and parts of last year. But it has been almost a year since we last faced each other one on one inside the ring and months since we saw each other in the battle royal that crowned Alysson as Starlets Champion.
Unlike most of the bitches in this place, I respect you.
Which I have already stated many times, I am not one of those people who would call you an ugly ogre or a tranny instead I would pick on the fact that you haven’t had much in ring time this year – but that is down to the car accident and the rehab that goes with it but also the bookers in this place but I didn’t exactly hear you shouting and screaming that you want a match.
But being stuck in limbo sucks.
Trust me, I have felt that many times including up until Steph and I won the Tag titles from BWA.
I can tell that you are stuck limbo because who you associate yourself with Ayla and Rayne – I can’t tell who you can and can’t be friends with but I am just glad that you are seeking advice and not siding with them on this failed bid to oust the Starlets of this company.
And I respect you all the more for that.
However, those times you have returned to the ring, its like you haven’t missed a step and you proved that against Ashlie and Crystal. And again having to partner up with Tara Fenix, who not too long ago decided to screw you over and side with BWA.
And that turned out to be an utter failure on her part.
Anyway when it comes to facing each other inside the ring, I will push aside the respect – I know that you and I are working ourselves back up the ladder after falling into obscurity after gaining and losing the World title.
I know that we both need this week just to prove our critics wrong.
I know that I have to win because I know that I am this close to getting back into the world title scene even though I am a current tag team champion.
I know that I will have to exploit that fact that you lack action inside the ring and I know that I won’t be sorry when I have to beat you on Trauma.
Good luck Emma, because we both know that you will need it.