Post by Tara Fenix on Apr 27, 2010 12:53:53 GMT -6
Legend
Text = Not said aloud, only spoken in her mind.
Text = Action
Text = Said aloud. The quotations kind of give that away.
Text = Not said aloud, only spoken in her mind.
Text = Action
Text = Said aloud. The quotations kind of give that away.
The scene opens up inside of the training room, where Tara was getting prepared for her match at the upcoming pay-per-view. She was dressed in some loose sweatpants, that she used for working out a lot of the time, and a black tank top. Her gloves were taped, and she was wearing MMA gloves over them…at this current point, she had a towel around the back of her neck as she took a few deep breaths, and was sitting right in front of the camera, giving the idea that she had been training hard.
It seemed really hard to sit in front of this camera for the third time, knowing that I lost my match. I couldn’t let this drag me down, though, because I had to get right back up, and right back into that ring this Sunday…
“It seems that the more I go on, the harder it becomes to say this: I’m going to win. These are the famous words that escape the words of every single wrestler that has ever stepped foot into that ring…not even just the ring. These are the famous words that have escaped every single mixed martial arts fighters, every single person on every single team in the history of any sport. I’m going to win.”
I spoke with such determination behind my voice, and I meant every word. There was still that one thought playing with me in the back of my mind…the thought that I might not win. I’ve said it on three occasions already, that I was going to win, just to end up being screwed over.
“Mentality. A lot of people don’t realize just how much it means to have that mentality in their head, that mentality that they’re going to win, until they just don’t have it; then they only see losing… I’m not saying that this has been a problem for me in my latest matches, against Joanne Canelli, Zelda Knite, and Cleopatra. I went out to that ring under the belief, believing in myself, believing that I could walk out with the win. Knowing. I will walk out with the win.”
This is what I said to them. This is what I had to force myself to believe. Otherwise, they would end up just like everything else, and just be words.
“The reason that it is becoming harder to say is because I have not been seeing it too much. One win. Three losses. How can I really go out into that ring and say that I’m going to win, when no one will believe me?”
No one will believe me.
“Mentality is strong, though. While I don’t know how I can do that, with that belief, but I can honestly say that I am going to go out to that ring during Wired, against Joanne Canelli and Emma Danielson, and I am going to win. I don’t want Cleopatra, and I don’t want Joanne to have that comfort in the thought that they’ve broken me…they don’t deserve to break me. Cleopatra…she doesn’t even deserve to be on either one of the shows. Joanne Canelli is probably just there to fill a spot, because Leonard Fox can’t just let Emma and I at each other in a one-on-one.”
I couldn’t help the way that I felt about Cleopatra and her idol, Joanne. Both of them seemed to have similar styles to each other, and both were willing to accept the help…I couldn’t deny that they were willing to do anything to take the win, but I’m not even going to stoop down to that level.
“That’s fine with me.”
If I had to step into the ring with Joanne a third time, I’d do it. Just like what happened in that rematch we had, I’m going to walk out with the win…over her…I couldn’t forget about Emma Danielson, although Joanne was all I could think about. Because I know what she can do inside the ring.
“The mentality is the reason that we’ve seen so many people come…and go. Every time we turn our heads, there’s another person walking away from the business to pursue their career as a stocker at a corner grocery store. They got into this ring with nothing more than a dream; which they succeeded. They didn’t have the drive or determination to endure the years that it takes to get to the top of the industry! That’s what makes me different from them. The mentality that they have when they walk away…is that they can’t win. They don’t believe they can win, so they don’t win. That’s why I’m still standing.”
I stood up now here to give more of a visualization to those that I knew would be watching.
“This ring is where I belong. Those people, don’t belong here. We have a slump every so often, I have a slump…every so often. How do I respond? I get up, and tell them that I’m coming for what’s mine. What’s mine is that Women’s World Championship that sits around the waist of Zelda Knite. Even if it’s not around her waist, it will be around the waist of Ayla St. James, the woman that helped Cleopatra defeat me last week.”
I couldn’t help but sneer at the mentioning of that bitch’s name. Then…something else crossed my mind. I wanted her to win at A Night to Remember. Just as I would win at Wired.
“I know that I have told people that I want to be the one to take that championship from Zelda Knite…but I’ve changed my mind. I want Ayla St. James to be the one to win it on Sunday. Because I know, I know that I am going to win my match! And I want to capture that championship from her. Gain just a little bit of revenge from the woman that cost me my match against Cleopatra…because Cleopatra knew she couldn’t beat me. Just like Joanne Canelli knew that she couldn’t beat me! That’s why they have people at their side, that’s why they were able to beat me. By those people at their side.”
Reno, Rude, and Scarpaci. I knew that these men would all be at ringside, and how I would deal with them was still a mystery…maybe I’d have to talk to Emma and get a little teamwork going in that match to make sure that they don’t get involved.
“Another thing that makes me different. I don’t need people at my side to win matches! As you saw in that match against Zelda Knite, which I am proud to say won the match of the week - I dug deeper. I forced Zelda Knite to dig deeper. We had to use everything, and more, and keep digging until there was nothing left to take. It just so happened that Zelda Knite got the one point in the match that mattered, by digging deeper…and that’s why I know that I am going to be able to defeat Joanne Canelli, and Emma Danielson.”
Digging deeper; something that I’ve done throughout my entire career, and something that I knew that I would have to do to win this week. That’s what I knew set me apart from Joanne Canelli. I couldn’t be too sure about Emma.
“Whatever it takes, that’s within my own power and ability.”
I sighed after speaking these words, and couldn’t even keep my eyes fixed on that camera anymore. I lowered my head, as if to look into my own spirit, trying to find the drive to keep to these principles. I knew that no matter how many losses I suffered, these principles stayed mine…they could take my victories, my glory, my gold, my money; but they couldn’t take this from me.
“That is the simplified rule of what I live by inside of that ring. You see, my brother…is Doc. My best friend in the world is Angel. I also have Charlie Velez, and Venom…people that I’ve know throughout my entire career, two people that I consider to be my brothers. I could ask any one of them to come out to that ring and assist me with taking a win; but I don’t…because I don’t aim to prove it to these fans, like some people. I don’t care what the fans think of me. I do it to prove it to myself. To prove to myself that I have what it takes to be in that ring, and be the best damn wrestler in the history of the industry! When the day comes that I look back at my entire career, and I look at everything that I’ve accomplished; I’ll be able to say that I did it. On my own.”
It’s true, I haven’t always been on my own in the industry…I’ve had all these people in the past to have my back, among many others. However, everything that I took pride in doing in this industry, I did on my own. That’s how I knew I wanted my career to be known for in NCW. By doing this on my own.
“Are you, Joanne? Are you going to be able to look back, when you’re at the end of the road, and say that you did it all on your own? All with your own ability, with your own power, with your own will, and your own determination?”
I knew the answer to that. She already proved it to me.
“My point…is that no matter what has happened to me, I still have the mentality I need to win. I still believe that I can win. No matter how many times you all want to throw me down, I’m going to have my principles. No matter what you do; I still have my respect. I still can say that I’ve done this on my own.”
And I could. I seemed to talk a lot about Joanne this time around, but Emma Danielson would be there, too…not much I could do to break her, seeing as I’ve never been in the ring with her before. I just had to prepare. Even now, I was fixing a game plan of my own…Emma Danielson would be the bystander, the one that would help me break Joanne down. I know what Joanne is capable of doing. I know what she’s capable of doing. This Sunday, I’d have to take my chances carefully. I’d eliminate Emma from the equation, and I’d capitalize. Simple plan. Let’s hope it works.
Scene fades.
It seemed really hard to sit in front of this camera for the third time, knowing that I lost my match. I couldn’t let this drag me down, though, because I had to get right back up, and right back into that ring this Sunday…
“It seems that the more I go on, the harder it becomes to say this: I’m going to win. These are the famous words that escape the words of every single wrestler that has ever stepped foot into that ring…not even just the ring. These are the famous words that have escaped every single mixed martial arts fighters, every single person on every single team in the history of any sport. I’m going to win.”
I spoke with such determination behind my voice, and I meant every word. There was still that one thought playing with me in the back of my mind…the thought that I might not win. I’ve said it on three occasions already, that I was going to win, just to end up being screwed over.
“Mentality. A lot of people don’t realize just how much it means to have that mentality in their head, that mentality that they’re going to win, until they just don’t have it; then they only see losing… I’m not saying that this has been a problem for me in my latest matches, against Joanne Canelli, Zelda Knite, and Cleopatra. I went out to that ring under the belief, believing in myself, believing that I could walk out with the win. Knowing. I will walk out with the win.”
This is what I said to them. This is what I had to force myself to believe. Otherwise, they would end up just like everything else, and just be words.
“The reason that it is becoming harder to say is because I have not been seeing it too much. One win. Three losses. How can I really go out into that ring and say that I’m going to win, when no one will believe me?”
No one will believe me.
“Mentality is strong, though. While I don’t know how I can do that, with that belief, but I can honestly say that I am going to go out to that ring during Wired, against Joanne Canelli and Emma Danielson, and I am going to win. I don’t want Cleopatra, and I don’t want Joanne to have that comfort in the thought that they’ve broken me…they don’t deserve to break me. Cleopatra…she doesn’t even deserve to be on either one of the shows. Joanne Canelli is probably just there to fill a spot, because Leonard Fox can’t just let Emma and I at each other in a one-on-one.”
I couldn’t help the way that I felt about Cleopatra and her idol, Joanne. Both of them seemed to have similar styles to each other, and both were willing to accept the help…I couldn’t deny that they were willing to do anything to take the win, but I’m not even going to stoop down to that level.
“That’s fine with me.”
If I had to step into the ring with Joanne a third time, I’d do it. Just like what happened in that rematch we had, I’m going to walk out with the win…over her…I couldn’t forget about Emma Danielson, although Joanne was all I could think about. Because I know what she can do inside the ring.
“The mentality is the reason that we’ve seen so many people come…and go. Every time we turn our heads, there’s another person walking away from the business to pursue their career as a stocker at a corner grocery store. They got into this ring with nothing more than a dream; which they succeeded. They didn’t have the drive or determination to endure the years that it takes to get to the top of the industry! That’s what makes me different from them. The mentality that they have when they walk away…is that they can’t win. They don’t believe they can win, so they don’t win. That’s why I’m still standing.”
I stood up now here to give more of a visualization to those that I knew would be watching.
“This ring is where I belong. Those people, don’t belong here. We have a slump every so often, I have a slump…every so often. How do I respond? I get up, and tell them that I’m coming for what’s mine. What’s mine is that Women’s World Championship that sits around the waist of Zelda Knite. Even if it’s not around her waist, it will be around the waist of Ayla St. James, the woman that helped Cleopatra defeat me last week.”
I couldn’t help but sneer at the mentioning of that bitch’s name. Then…something else crossed my mind. I wanted her to win at A Night to Remember. Just as I would win at Wired.
“I know that I have told people that I want to be the one to take that championship from Zelda Knite…but I’ve changed my mind. I want Ayla St. James to be the one to win it on Sunday. Because I know, I know that I am going to win my match! And I want to capture that championship from her. Gain just a little bit of revenge from the woman that cost me my match against Cleopatra…because Cleopatra knew she couldn’t beat me. Just like Joanne Canelli knew that she couldn’t beat me! That’s why they have people at their side, that’s why they were able to beat me. By those people at their side.”
Reno, Rude, and Scarpaci. I knew that these men would all be at ringside, and how I would deal with them was still a mystery…maybe I’d have to talk to Emma and get a little teamwork going in that match to make sure that they don’t get involved.
“Another thing that makes me different. I don’t need people at my side to win matches! As you saw in that match against Zelda Knite, which I am proud to say won the match of the week - I dug deeper. I forced Zelda Knite to dig deeper. We had to use everything, and more, and keep digging until there was nothing left to take. It just so happened that Zelda Knite got the one point in the match that mattered, by digging deeper…and that’s why I know that I am going to be able to defeat Joanne Canelli, and Emma Danielson.”
Digging deeper; something that I’ve done throughout my entire career, and something that I knew that I would have to do to win this week. That’s what I knew set me apart from Joanne Canelli. I couldn’t be too sure about Emma.
“Whatever it takes, that’s within my own power and ability.”
I sighed after speaking these words, and couldn’t even keep my eyes fixed on that camera anymore. I lowered my head, as if to look into my own spirit, trying to find the drive to keep to these principles. I knew that no matter how many losses I suffered, these principles stayed mine…they could take my victories, my glory, my gold, my money; but they couldn’t take this from me.
“That is the simplified rule of what I live by inside of that ring. You see, my brother…is Doc. My best friend in the world is Angel. I also have Charlie Velez, and Venom…people that I’ve know throughout my entire career, two people that I consider to be my brothers. I could ask any one of them to come out to that ring and assist me with taking a win; but I don’t…because I don’t aim to prove it to these fans, like some people. I don’t care what the fans think of me. I do it to prove it to myself. To prove to myself that I have what it takes to be in that ring, and be the best damn wrestler in the history of the industry! When the day comes that I look back at my entire career, and I look at everything that I’ve accomplished; I’ll be able to say that I did it. On my own.”
It’s true, I haven’t always been on my own in the industry…I’ve had all these people in the past to have my back, among many others. However, everything that I took pride in doing in this industry, I did on my own. That’s how I knew I wanted my career to be known for in NCW. By doing this on my own.
“Are you, Joanne? Are you going to be able to look back, when you’re at the end of the road, and say that you did it all on your own? All with your own ability, with your own power, with your own will, and your own determination?”
I knew the answer to that. She already proved it to me.
“My point…is that no matter what has happened to me, I still have the mentality I need to win. I still believe that I can win. No matter how many times you all want to throw me down, I’m going to have my principles. No matter what you do; I still have my respect. I still can say that I’ve done this on my own.”
And I could. I seemed to talk a lot about Joanne this time around, but Emma Danielson would be there, too…not much I could do to break her, seeing as I’ve never been in the ring with her before. I just had to prepare. Even now, I was fixing a game plan of my own…Emma Danielson would be the bystander, the one that would help me break Joanne down. I know what Joanne is capable of doing. I know what she’s capable of doing. This Sunday, I’d have to take my chances carefully. I’d eliminate Emma from the equation, and I’d capitalize. Simple plan. Let’s hope it works.
Scene fades.