Post by Zelda Knite on May 19, 2013 1:35:21 GMT -6
[We open up to see Kelly and Adam at their new house with very few things moved in so far, it was a surprise gift for kelly after all, when suddenly their heads turn as they hear a loud sound seemingly coming from another part of the house.]
“That’s bull****! He can’t do that! He can’t do that!”
[Kelly looks at Adam confused.]
“Was that Zelda?”
“What? No it couldn’t be. Zelda doesn’t cuss unless she’s REALLY angry.”
“That sounded pretty angry.”
[They go back to what they were doing, ignoring the sounds they just heard... until...]
“NO HE CAN’T DO THAT! HE CAN’T ****ING DO THAT TO ME!”
“Adam I’m pretty sure that was Zelda. Maybe you should go check on her.”
“Yeah, that’s probably a good idea.”
[Adam puts down the box of whatever it was he was holding and heads towards Zelda’s new room. He walks up the stairs and hears a loud crash and sprints towards Zelda’s door and throws it open to see Zelda on her knees with her crashed cell phone in front of her, broken, on the floor. She is crying and breathing heavily, a sight that has Adam rush over to her and put his hand on her shoulder.]
“Zelda what is going on?”
“I was talking to Xander and he told me Gib got married!”
“To that hot doctor? Good for him.”
“NO NOT GOOD! It’s ridiculous!”
[Zelda stands up and grabs the back of her head with her hands as she continues to breathe heavily, but Adam grabs her by the arm and tries to calm her down, he knows how she gets when she’s like this.]
“Zelda stop that. You know that isn’t you. You don’t act like that.”
“I know! It’s just that he makes me so mad! How could he do this to me!? He knew how I felt about this idea! I dont’ want that tramp thinking that she’s my mom! She’s not my mom!”
[Zelda jerks her arm away from Adam and kicks the nearest cardboard moving box that she sees so hard that we hear the crunching of the items inside, just before Zelda lets out a loud scream at the top of her lungs.]
“AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!”
[She spins around and stumbles forward right into the waiting arms of her brother who wraps them around her, holding her tightly as she begins to sob openly into his shirt. After a minute or so, Adam finally pulls away and looks Zelda in the eyes as she lowers her head to stare at the floor, but Adam won’t let her.]
“Calm down, Z. I understand how you feel, I know it hurts... it always has, it was like this when my dad would have a girlfriend...but I won’t you to think about something now..”
[Zelda looks up and nods her head, a sign that she’s listening.]
“How do you think Xavier’s kids feel right now? You’re dating their dad... they’ve lost their mom.”
“They really like me... They ask if I’m going to get to be their mom...”
“why do you think that is?”
“I don’t know.”
“Because you make Cross happy, and they like that.”
[Adam grabs Zelda by the sides of her head and gives her a kiss right in the center of her forehead before he turns around and heads towards the door, he stops before he’s gone though, to turn around and say one more thing.]
“At some point Zelda.... like those kids, you’re going to have to move on. I know it hurts, but it’s ok to hurt, you don’t have to hide it. You can still be happy that somebody you care about is doing something to make them happy too. Think about that. ok?”
[We fade to black as he steps out leaving Zelda there looking at the wall with tears in her eyes.]
How did this happen?
How did I get here?
I’ve come so far to be at this point, I still think I’m in a dream sometimes. It feels like this shouldn’t be me here in this position. One the final show, the chance to end NCW as the final Starlets World Champion, on the final show being recognized as the greatest Starlet to ever wrestle in NCW. The little girl who was beaten, defeated, and broken and who was ready to die, is now standing here at the top of the world.
It’s unreal.
How far I’ve come.
Being here, at this moment in the last ever Starlets match is pretty humbling when I think about it. Of all the people who could have been in my position at this point, of all the wrestlers that I went through to make my name in this company... I was the one who prevailed, I was the one who took the opportunity that was given to us by this startup division and ran with it like no other. It could have been Ayla or Emma, it could have been Cleopatra or even Roxi Johnson but for some reason... it was me. I think the heavens every night that I was given that chance, and I think God that I was able to make the most of it.
Now it’s all coming to an end.
The doors are closing on NCW and as such they are slamming shut the story of the little girl from Texas who defied all the odds and won the hearts of wrestling fans all around the world... and the thing is, of course I’m sad because this company gave me so much but at the same time... It feels like everything is going to be ok. The legacy of NCW is going to live on, the heart of this company is moving forward and it just feels good to know that I will forever be known as a part of that.
Nothing will ever take that away from me.
Thats the best part of being the first World champion, and having so much success... is the fact that you don’t have to prove anything. I could go out there and lose this belt in less than a minute to Jasmine or Kathy, but when the history books are closed... my name will still be all over them, more than any other woman, except maybe Kelly, in this company. Those accomplishments, the things that made me great... I’ll always have those, win or lose those memories will always be there, and nobody can touch them. Nobody can take me off this pedestal that I’m on, nobody can destroy the Legacy I made.
Is that what bothers you the most Kathy? The fact that I have done so much in such a short time and such a young age? Is it what eats away at you knowing that you’re getting dangerously close to 40 and haven’t even done a fraction of that, despite a huge head start? Come on, tell me how much I’m whining some more, while you proceed to moan and cry about how you’ve never been where I’m at and are at such a disadvantage. Lets look at it like this...you’re telling me that I’m a whiner.... yet you’re the one who goes on this sob story about how you had to try so hard to get into the business and how I don’t know what that’s like because I had everything handed to me... then when I point out that everything you just said about me wasn’t true... suddenly I’m a crybaby?
HOW DOES THAT MAKE ANY GD SENSE!?
You know... I simply pointed out the fallacy in your comment and how your entire “disadvantage” argument against me was therefore completely wrong because it had it’s basis in a flat out lie... suddenly I’m the one who is throwing a hissy fit about it. Look, you want to call me a slut fine, go ahead, I get it’s because I slept with a lot of guys. You want to call me a whiny little brat fine... I’m a kid and I act immature I get that too, but what you did was basically told me I had an easy life getting to this point in my career. You tried to tell people that you are the one who had it hard all this time and that Zelda she was just handed everything because she was born with the silver spoon in her mouth. If what I went through when I was growing up until I was 16 is being pampered then you must have been locked in a box and fed rat heads for the first half of your life.
Side thought: Were you spooning while watching loops of my matches on TV? That’s kinda gross.
Maybe instead of sitting around and moaning about how you just for one minute wish you could have a taste of my success in the ring, you get off your lazy butt and do something about it. You want to know why I’m here, why I’m the best? It’s because Adam wouldn’t let me rest for one second after he agreed to take me in and teach me how to become a wrestler. We trained, worked out and watched film every single day for two years. You think that easy? You think that just came naturally? Come on, lets not be little kids on the play ground screaming “na uh” at each other and lets try to act like professionals... I know for a woman who used to get fed milk out of a saucer that might be kinda hard... but lets just try ok.
Speaking of which... did you ever cough up a hairball?
But lets talk about people who take one thing, misinterpret it and go on about it until you make the other person want to puke. Remember how I said I was sick of hearing about how much you and Ace loved each other in each and every one of your promos, because it was pointless to the discussion at hand, and you took that to mean that I was jelly and have spent the past four promos against me telling me that for about 15 minutes each time?
Yeah...
That thing about people in glass houses, maybe you shouldn’t be pointing your fat finger at me when you’re guilty of the exact same thing your ridiculing me.
Speaking of Ace... Is the reason you’re so loyal to Ace, because he put a litter box in the bathroom for you? Is that why you keep coming back? Maybe it’s because he was the fireman who rescued you from that tree... wait, was he ever a fireman? Well you did magically become a cop over night somehow, so why not.
How about this... the fact that you keep talking about how you’re clearly at the disadvantage because I’m Zelda Knite... yet you keep talking down to me like you have absolutely zero respect for me. From where I’m sitting you’re trying to play both sides of the arcade machine at once. Are you this big threat that is chasing this dream and will not let anything stand in her way or are you the person who has admitted to defeat and feels like it’d take a miracle to win this match, I really can’t tell anymore because you just keep talking out of both sides of your mouth, which is a really weird combination of “woe is me” and “I’m so much better than you”... I’m so confused.
Why don’t you just stop it already and say what you really mean, huh? You’re scared that you’re going to be forgotten about, you’re afraid that nobody will remember a single thing you’ve ever done. You couldn’t beat Kelly, you couldn’t beat me, you couldn’t ever make a name for yourself in this business and the only single thing you ever accomplished was one half of the Starlets tag team titles... after EMF vacated them and you won a handicap match for them... the single biggest thing you're remembered for was when you were dropped on your head and thought you were a real life cat... that’s it.... and this is your last chance to not be irrelevant for your entire career, this is your last chance to not just be a footnote in the history of NCW.
Come on, just admit it already so we can both stop this back and forth.
I’m sick of playing this with you. You’re the black knight, no matter how many limbs I chop off you just keep screaming that you’re better, no matter how many times I’ve beaten you, there you are calling me a whore and telling me how much better your personal life is than mine. I can’t wait for this to finally end I can’t wait to finally rid you from my life, one way or another... Sunday it’s going to be the end of everything,
for you it’s going to mean...
for all those dreams of not being a passing thought.. It’s going to be...
for all those dreams. hopes. wishes...
I’ll still have the high score...
....GAME. OVER.
[We see Gib walking into the arena for the final time as he’s getting ready to head to his locker room for A Night to Remember. He has Doc Famularo with him arm in arm and he looks around for where to go when the sight of his daughter, Zelda, standing there staring at him with a stern look on her face catches his eye.]
“shnuggily boo?”
“Don’t call me that old man.”
“Zelda I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but I knew how you were going to react.”
“shut up.”
[The doctor looks very uneasy as Zelda begins to take slow steps towards, looking suspciously like her father does when he’s angry as she slowly sulks forward. She gets within a few inches of Gib and looks up at him, a blank expression on her face.]
“I don’t want you to say another word until I say what I have to say about this, got it?”
[Gib just nods his head as Zelda takes a deep breath and prepares to blurt out her feelings.]
“Congratulations dad.”
[Zelda takes the final step towards Gib and throws her arms around him as she begins to tear up again. Gib puts his massive hands on her back and smiles as he looks down at her crying face. The doctor steps closer back to Gib’s side and smiles at him, happy to see her man sharing this moment with his daughter. Zelda looks up and gives Gib a weak smile before turning to the doc.]
“I’m still not calling you mom.”
[Zelda laughs gently and the other two join when she goes back to hugging her father.]
“I’ve been so selfish... I’m happy for you.”
[Gib closes his eyes as he squeezes his daughter tighter and we fade to black on the father/daughter team sharing this moment for perhaps the final time. Maybe Zelda has finally found something to help her move on from those demons that haunt her... maybe.]
Jasmine...
what?
I have pinned you. I have beaten you in the middle of the Coliseum. Right there on top of that steel chair, I mean I guess I could see how you’d forget that since I did hit you with three Game Overs. But that’s what I like about you Jasmine. You don't care if something you say makes any sense logically or not, you're still going to say it. Wait... why does that description sound so familiar... oh my God... you're turning into Kathy! Quick! Run to the vet and make sure you're not growing whiskers!
But seriously.
Why do you care about me so much? Yeah I gave you this match because I wanted to face you again, yeah I gave you this match even after you lost your chance to be on this show, so because of that... I'm a jerk? I don't get it. Truth be told, I wanted a chance to face you again, after our great encounter at the Coliseum, after you walked out on me in that tag team match, I wanted a chance to see what you got because you were somebody new, somebody different, somebody who seemed like they cared more about winning the championship than they did about beating me... then you go and crush that idea by talking about how much you only want to destroy me in this match. Good job, you just officially became Emma Danielson too.
You're like a double whammy of annoying jerkwads. Congratulations.
Look, I’ve never claimed to be the smartest person alive. I understand that a High School dropout is never going to get considered to be on Jeopardy, but that hasn’t slowed me down for a minute inside that ring, so what do I care? It’s not like I’m performing brain surgery or trying to split an atom here. I’m a professional wrestler, just how many professional wrestlers do you think have super high IQ’s, I’m willing to bet my mint condition copy of Battletoads that it’s a pretty low number. Like four or something.
Side thought: Why are you accusing me and Kathy of being children when you used the term “idiot” and “stupid” to describe me... isn't that a bit childish?
Moving on... What makes you think that I care about how you feel about me. I don't need your approval to have a boyfriend. I don't need your nodding head of agreeance to date somebody. I really thought the next phrase out of your mouth was going to be “yeah Zelda is great a handling joy sticks” wink, wink. From where I'm sitting it sorta seems like somebody else is the childish one. I've made my mistakes, and I'm probably still making plenty of them, but like I told Kathy that has nothing to do with this match, that has nothing to do with the Starlets championship, it only has to do with your own petty insecurities, yes I had to look that word up.. shut up. You look down on me because I'm not the smartest, because I'm easy, because I'm a kid and cry “why can't I have all the success she does” so you try and belittle me in other ways because you know there isn't a single bad thing you can say about my wrestling career.
Congratulations again... you're now just a self righteous nit wit. And before you ask... yes I looked that one up too.
Look. I don't have to be anybody else. You two may be out there trying everything possible to try and be a little bit more like me... which is all good and all, but stop and think about it from where I'm sitting. You don't see me talking about how much I want to be you. So obviously all those guys that you'll never know because you didn't know me in high school, had no effect on how far I'd come, I spelled that with an “ome” you childish dork, inside an NCW ring. So go ahead and make all your sex jokes, go ahead and talk about how far I can spread my legs for the sailors on shore leave... because three years from now when somebody is going through the NCW record books it's going to show that Zelda Knite was a three time world champion... and one or both of you laid a big fat goose egg in that department.
People like you are why I hid my past from NCW.
People who can't look past these things and realize the person that I am now.
Jasmine. You're like Harry Flynn in Uncharted 2, you keep putting on this show acting like you're better than me, smarter than me, and looking down at me like I'm this inferior person through out all this and when the time comes, when all is said and done, you're going to be sitting there a broken and defeated person realizing just how wrong you were, and that for all my flaws and everything you and others rip on me about... I was still the very best that I could be and you were never able to break me, nor defeat me.
Everything I've been through... and I'm standing here today.
That is the way everybody is going to remember me, no matter what... Zelda never gave up.
Because I was there once, on the brink of giving up, I was about to end all this when I was given a chance for a fresh start by Adam. I took it, I ran with it and I never looked back and from that point on I was absolutely 100% unbreakable in my mind.
Do whatever you want to try and change that... calling me a whore is only going to make me angry, telling me that I get passed around more than a football is only going to make me fight harder. I don't care if you're intimidated or not, because at the end of NCW... everybody is going to see just what kind of spirit I had, what kind of will to keep, what kind of heart was inside my body...
I don't care what you think about me, because I KNOW who I am.
I know what my history page is going to say.
What is yours going to be? A bunch of sex jokes before the biggest night of your career?
I am Zelda Knite.
3x World Starlet Champion.
Hall of Famer.
The greatest Starlet in NCW history.
The best female wrestler this company has ever seen.
None of that can be taken away from me, none of that can be mocked or made little of.
NCW is closing... and for the final time... this...
this is my legend.
“That’s bull****! He can’t do that! He can’t do that!”
[Kelly looks at Adam confused.]
“Was that Zelda?”
“What? No it couldn’t be. Zelda doesn’t cuss unless she’s REALLY angry.”
“That sounded pretty angry.”
[They go back to what they were doing, ignoring the sounds they just heard... until...]
“NO HE CAN’T DO THAT! HE CAN’T ****ING DO THAT TO ME!”
“Adam I’m pretty sure that was Zelda. Maybe you should go check on her.”
“Yeah, that’s probably a good idea.”
[Adam puts down the box of whatever it was he was holding and heads towards Zelda’s new room. He walks up the stairs and hears a loud crash and sprints towards Zelda’s door and throws it open to see Zelda on her knees with her crashed cell phone in front of her, broken, on the floor. She is crying and breathing heavily, a sight that has Adam rush over to her and put his hand on her shoulder.]
“Zelda what is going on?”
“I was talking to Xander and he told me Gib got married!”
“To that hot doctor? Good for him.”
“NO NOT GOOD! It’s ridiculous!”
[Zelda stands up and grabs the back of her head with her hands as she continues to breathe heavily, but Adam grabs her by the arm and tries to calm her down, he knows how she gets when she’s like this.]
“Zelda stop that. You know that isn’t you. You don’t act like that.”
“I know! It’s just that he makes me so mad! How could he do this to me!? He knew how I felt about this idea! I dont’ want that tramp thinking that she’s my mom! She’s not my mom!”
[Zelda jerks her arm away from Adam and kicks the nearest cardboard moving box that she sees so hard that we hear the crunching of the items inside, just before Zelda lets out a loud scream at the top of her lungs.]
“AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!”
[She spins around and stumbles forward right into the waiting arms of her brother who wraps them around her, holding her tightly as she begins to sob openly into his shirt. After a minute or so, Adam finally pulls away and looks Zelda in the eyes as she lowers her head to stare at the floor, but Adam won’t let her.]
“Calm down, Z. I understand how you feel, I know it hurts... it always has, it was like this when my dad would have a girlfriend...but I won’t you to think about something now..”
[Zelda looks up and nods her head, a sign that she’s listening.]
“How do you think Xavier’s kids feel right now? You’re dating their dad... they’ve lost their mom.”
“They really like me... They ask if I’m going to get to be their mom...”
“why do you think that is?”
“I don’t know.”
“Because you make Cross happy, and they like that.”
[Adam grabs Zelda by the sides of her head and gives her a kiss right in the center of her forehead before he turns around and heads towards the door, he stops before he’s gone though, to turn around and say one more thing.]
“At some point Zelda.... like those kids, you’re going to have to move on. I know it hurts, but it’s ok to hurt, you don’t have to hide it. You can still be happy that somebody you care about is doing something to make them happy too. Think about that. ok?”
[We fade to black as he steps out leaving Zelda there looking at the wall with tears in her eyes.]
How did this happen?
How did I get here?
I’ve come so far to be at this point, I still think I’m in a dream sometimes. It feels like this shouldn’t be me here in this position. One the final show, the chance to end NCW as the final Starlets World Champion, on the final show being recognized as the greatest Starlet to ever wrestle in NCW. The little girl who was beaten, defeated, and broken and who was ready to die, is now standing here at the top of the world.
It’s unreal.
How far I’ve come.
Being here, at this moment in the last ever Starlets match is pretty humbling when I think about it. Of all the people who could have been in my position at this point, of all the wrestlers that I went through to make my name in this company... I was the one who prevailed, I was the one who took the opportunity that was given to us by this startup division and ran with it like no other. It could have been Ayla or Emma, it could have been Cleopatra or even Roxi Johnson but for some reason... it was me. I think the heavens every night that I was given that chance, and I think God that I was able to make the most of it.
Now it’s all coming to an end.
The doors are closing on NCW and as such they are slamming shut the story of the little girl from Texas who defied all the odds and won the hearts of wrestling fans all around the world... and the thing is, of course I’m sad because this company gave me so much but at the same time... It feels like everything is going to be ok. The legacy of NCW is going to live on, the heart of this company is moving forward and it just feels good to know that I will forever be known as a part of that.
Nothing will ever take that away from me.
Thats the best part of being the first World champion, and having so much success... is the fact that you don’t have to prove anything. I could go out there and lose this belt in less than a minute to Jasmine or Kathy, but when the history books are closed... my name will still be all over them, more than any other woman, except maybe Kelly, in this company. Those accomplishments, the things that made me great... I’ll always have those, win or lose those memories will always be there, and nobody can touch them. Nobody can take me off this pedestal that I’m on, nobody can destroy the Legacy I made.
Is that what bothers you the most Kathy? The fact that I have done so much in such a short time and such a young age? Is it what eats away at you knowing that you’re getting dangerously close to 40 and haven’t even done a fraction of that, despite a huge head start? Come on, tell me how much I’m whining some more, while you proceed to moan and cry about how you’ve never been where I’m at and are at such a disadvantage. Lets look at it like this...you’re telling me that I’m a whiner.... yet you’re the one who goes on this sob story about how you had to try so hard to get into the business and how I don’t know what that’s like because I had everything handed to me... then when I point out that everything you just said about me wasn’t true... suddenly I’m a crybaby?
HOW DOES THAT MAKE ANY GD SENSE!?
You know... I simply pointed out the fallacy in your comment and how your entire “disadvantage” argument against me was therefore completely wrong because it had it’s basis in a flat out lie... suddenly I’m the one who is throwing a hissy fit about it. Look, you want to call me a slut fine, go ahead, I get it’s because I slept with a lot of guys. You want to call me a whiny little brat fine... I’m a kid and I act immature I get that too, but what you did was basically told me I had an easy life getting to this point in my career. You tried to tell people that you are the one who had it hard all this time and that Zelda she was just handed everything because she was born with the silver spoon in her mouth. If what I went through when I was growing up until I was 16 is being pampered then you must have been locked in a box and fed rat heads for the first half of your life.
Side thought: Were you spooning while watching loops of my matches on TV? That’s kinda gross.
Maybe instead of sitting around and moaning about how you just for one minute wish you could have a taste of my success in the ring, you get off your lazy butt and do something about it. You want to know why I’m here, why I’m the best? It’s because Adam wouldn’t let me rest for one second after he agreed to take me in and teach me how to become a wrestler. We trained, worked out and watched film every single day for two years. You think that easy? You think that just came naturally? Come on, lets not be little kids on the play ground screaming “na uh” at each other and lets try to act like professionals... I know for a woman who used to get fed milk out of a saucer that might be kinda hard... but lets just try ok.
Speaking of which... did you ever cough up a hairball?
But lets talk about people who take one thing, misinterpret it and go on about it until you make the other person want to puke. Remember how I said I was sick of hearing about how much you and Ace loved each other in each and every one of your promos, because it was pointless to the discussion at hand, and you took that to mean that I was jelly and have spent the past four promos against me telling me that for about 15 minutes each time?
Yeah...
That thing about people in glass houses, maybe you shouldn’t be pointing your fat finger at me when you’re guilty of the exact same thing your ridiculing me.
Speaking of Ace... Is the reason you’re so loyal to Ace, because he put a litter box in the bathroom for you? Is that why you keep coming back? Maybe it’s because he was the fireman who rescued you from that tree... wait, was he ever a fireman? Well you did magically become a cop over night somehow, so why not.
How about this... the fact that you keep talking about how you’re clearly at the disadvantage because I’m Zelda Knite... yet you keep talking down to me like you have absolutely zero respect for me. From where I’m sitting you’re trying to play both sides of the arcade machine at once. Are you this big threat that is chasing this dream and will not let anything stand in her way or are you the person who has admitted to defeat and feels like it’d take a miracle to win this match, I really can’t tell anymore because you just keep talking out of both sides of your mouth, which is a really weird combination of “woe is me” and “I’m so much better than you”... I’m so confused.
Why don’t you just stop it already and say what you really mean, huh? You’re scared that you’re going to be forgotten about, you’re afraid that nobody will remember a single thing you’ve ever done. You couldn’t beat Kelly, you couldn’t beat me, you couldn’t ever make a name for yourself in this business and the only single thing you ever accomplished was one half of the Starlets tag team titles... after EMF vacated them and you won a handicap match for them... the single biggest thing you're remembered for was when you were dropped on your head and thought you were a real life cat... that’s it.... and this is your last chance to not be irrelevant for your entire career, this is your last chance to not just be a footnote in the history of NCW.
Come on, just admit it already so we can both stop this back and forth.
I’m sick of playing this with you. You’re the black knight, no matter how many limbs I chop off you just keep screaming that you’re better, no matter how many times I’ve beaten you, there you are calling me a whore and telling me how much better your personal life is than mine. I can’t wait for this to finally end I can’t wait to finally rid you from my life, one way or another... Sunday it’s going to be the end of everything,
for you it’s going to mean...
for all those dreams of not being a passing thought.. It’s going to be...
for all those dreams. hopes. wishes...
I’ll still have the high score...
....GAME. OVER.
[We see Gib walking into the arena for the final time as he’s getting ready to head to his locker room for A Night to Remember. He has Doc Famularo with him arm in arm and he looks around for where to go when the sight of his daughter, Zelda, standing there staring at him with a stern look on her face catches his eye.]
“shnuggily boo?”
“Don’t call me that old man.”
“Zelda I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but I knew how you were going to react.”
“shut up.”
[The doctor looks very uneasy as Zelda begins to take slow steps towards, looking suspciously like her father does when he’s angry as she slowly sulks forward. She gets within a few inches of Gib and looks up at him, a blank expression on her face.]
“I don’t want you to say another word until I say what I have to say about this, got it?”
[Gib just nods his head as Zelda takes a deep breath and prepares to blurt out her feelings.]
“Congratulations dad.”
[Zelda takes the final step towards Gib and throws her arms around him as she begins to tear up again. Gib puts his massive hands on her back and smiles as he looks down at her crying face. The doctor steps closer back to Gib’s side and smiles at him, happy to see her man sharing this moment with his daughter. Zelda looks up and gives Gib a weak smile before turning to the doc.]
“I’m still not calling you mom.”
[Zelda laughs gently and the other two join when she goes back to hugging her father.]
“I’ve been so selfish... I’m happy for you.”
[Gib closes his eyes as he squeezes his daughter tighter and we fade to black on the father/daughter team sharing this moment for perhaps the final time. Maybe Zelda has finally found something to help her move on from those demons that haunt her... maybe.]
Jasmine...
what?
I have pinned you. I have beaten you in the middle of the Coliseum. Right there on top of that steel chair, I mean I guess I could see how you’d forget that since I did hit you with three Game Overs. But that’s what I like about you Jasmine. You don't care if something you say makes any sense logically or not, you're still going to say it. Wait... why does that description sound so familiar... oh my God... you're turning into Kathy! Quick! Run to the vet and make sure you're not growing whiskers!
But seriously.
Why do you care about me so much? Yeah I gave you this match because I wanted to face you again, yeah I gave you this match even after you lost your chance to be on this show, so because of that... I'm a jerk? I don't get it. Truth be told, I wanted a chance to face you again, after our great encounter at the Coliseum, after you walked out on me in that tag team match, I wanted a chance to see what you got because you were somebody new, somebody different, somebody who seemed like they cared more about winning the championship than they did about beating me... then you go and crush that idea by talking about how much you only want to destroy me in this match. Good job, you just officially became Emma Danielson too.
You're like a double whammy of annoying jerkwads. Congratulations.
Look, I’ve never claimed to be the smartest person alive. I understand that a High School dropout is never going to get considered to be on Jeopardy, but that hasn’t slowed me down for a minute inside that ring, so what do I care? It’s not like I’m performing brain surgery or trying to split an atom here. I’m a professional wrestler, just how many professional wrestlers do you think have super high IQ’s, I’m willing to bet my mint condition copy of Battletoads that it’s a pretty low number. Like four or something.
Side thought: Why are you accusing me and Kathy of being children when you used the term “idiot” and “stupid” to describe me... isn't that a bit childish?
Moving on... What makes you think that I care about how you feel about me. I don't need your approval to have a boyfriend. I don't need your nodding head of agreeance to date somebody. I really thought the next phrase out of your mouth was going to be “yeah Zelda is great a handling joy sticks” wink, wink. From where I'm sitting it sorta seems like somebody else is the childish one. I've made my mistakes, and I'm probably still making plenty of them, but like I told Kathy that has nothing to do with this match, that has nothing to do with the Starlets championship, it only has to do with your own petty insecurities, yes I had to look that word up.. shut up. You look down on me because I'm not the smartest, because I'm easy, because I'm a kid and cry “why can't I have all the success she does” so you try and belittle me in other ways because you know there isn't a single bad thing you can say about my wrestling career.
Congratulations again... you're now just a self righteous nit wit. And before you ask... yes I looked that one up too.
Look. I don't have to be anybody else. You two may be out there trying everything possible to try and be a little bit more like me... which is all good and all, but stop and think about it from where I'm sitting. You don't see me talking about how much I want to be you. So obviously all those guys that you'll never know because you didn't know me in high school, had no effect on how far I'd come, I spelled that with an “ome” you childish dork, inside an NCW ring. So go ahead and make all your sex jokes, go ahead and talk about how far I can spread my legs for the sailors on shore leave... because three years from now when somebody is going through the NCW record books it's going to show that Zelda Knite was a three time world champion... and one or both of you laid a big fat goose egg in that department.
People like you are why I hid my past from NCW.
People who can't look past these things and realize the person that I am now.
Jasmine. You're like Harry Flynn in Uncharted 2, you keep putting on this show acting like you're better than me, smarter than me, and looking down at me like I'm this inferior person through out all this and when the time comes, when all is said and done, you're going to be sitting there a broken and defeated person realizing just how wrong you were, and that for all my flaws and everything you and others rip on me about... I was still the very best that I could be and you were never able to break me, nor defeat me.
Everything I've been through... and I'm standing here today.
That is the way everybody is going to remember me, no matter what... Zelda never gave up.
Because I was there once, on the brink of giving up, I was about to end all this when I was given a chance for a fresh start by Adam. I took it, I ran with it and I never looked back and from that point on I was absolutely 100% unbreakable in my mind.
Do whatever you want to try and change that... calling me a whore is only going to make me angry, telling me that I get passed around more than a football is only going to make me fight harder. I don't care if you're intimidated or not, because at the end of NCW... everybody is going to see just what kind of spirit I had, what kind of will to keep, what kind of heart was inside my body...
I don't care what you think about me, because I KNOW who I am.
I know what my history page is going to say.
What is yours going to be? A bunch of sex jokes before the biggest night of your career?
I am Zelda Knite.
3x World Starlet Champion.
Hall of Famer.
The greatest Starlet in NCW history.
The best female wrestler this company has ever seen.
None of that can be taken away from me, none of that can be mocked or made little of.
NCW is closing... and for the final time... this...
this is my legend.