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Harlow Reichert

✩ miss no fucks given

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Harlow Reichert had purposely been delaying her conversation with Jax Walker for awhile now. Miss No Fucks Given hated giving a fuck, and she wasn’t quite sure what she wanted to say to him. But when she got backstage after her match against Celes Dumont, and saw Jax waiting backstage, her stomach did a somersault. Harlow immediately froze and stared at him, and Jax hesitated before walking towards her. Harlow couldn’t help the sigh that escaped from her lips as Jax pushed himself off the wall he was leaning against, and headed towards her. Once he got close to the redhead, Harlow felt herself tense up. She wasn’t sure what to say.

Noticing the sigh, and sensing her apprehension, Jax slowed his pace, and stopped a few feet further from Harlow than he otherwise might. He knew his actions with the Roundtable had caused a lot of strain between the two. Trying to break the tension, Jax gave a half smile.

"Hell of a match, 'Low...your neck okay?"

Harlow mumbled something Jax couldn’t quite make out, but she forced a smile across her face. “Of course, I’m fine. I won the match which was the objective.” Harlow finally looked up at him. “Why are you here?”

Jax inhaled sharply. "I came to see you. We need to talk about things between us.”

Harlow rolled her eyes. “And when I finally texted you back the other day, I told you I needed some time. Call me crazy, but watching you basically murder a man with your weirdo friends left me shook.”

"I know that, and I don't mean to crowd you when you need space. I just wanted to see you, is all." There was a sadness to Jax’s tone. Despite agreeing with Harlow to not label things between them, it was obvious Jax missed spending time with Miss No Fucks Given. "Look, I'm sorry, I should've waited for you to come around." Jax sighed and shook his head. "Things are's crazy now. It was crazy before, I know, but you made it less crazy. I shouldn't be here, I'll go.”

Harlow closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose. “I’m not sure what you want me to say right now. I literally just put a bitch through a table and you want to have a conversation about your feelings, and about us. Showing up to Empire while I’m working, AFTER I told you I wanted space because you KILLED a man, isn’t going to make this situation better. Look, I agree we need to talk, because we do. I don’t hate you, but I’m extremely disappointed with you and what you’ve chosen to do with The Roundtable. You’re better than being Drake King’s bitch, and when you told me what you were planning to do with helping form this group, I didn’t think it would be like… this. Your actions were heinous. They were disgusting. I didn’t even know who you were in that moment. That is not the Jax Walker I know and that I kinda like or whatever. That… that was someone else, and I’m not sure who I’m actually super close friends with.”

There was an awkward silence between the two, because Jax didn’t really know how to answer. Harlow was well aware that people were watching them and frustration washed over her. She went to turn and leave, but Jax cleared his throat. That caught Harlow’s attention and she folded her arms across her chest.

Jax took a deep breath. "I know I owe you an explanation. When I was attacking Terry Chambers, you're right, it wasn't fully me. The Roundtable is...well, we're at war. I know how that sounds, trust me...but that's how it is. I'm the only member of the group that really understands what that means. War is a mindset as much as anything else, and to win a war you have to let yourself go to a dark place. It doesn’t mean it's who you are, or that you have to be proud of what you do, it just means you have to be willing to do whatever it takes to make sure that your side wins. War is gritty, filthy work. The way you keep from losing yourself is to keep focus on what you are fighting for.”

“Can’t relate.” Harlow’s voice was clipped. “This is not Afghanistan or wherever you were. This is Elite Answers Wrestling and you ended an innocent man’s career. You USED him as a pawn in your game with Hurricane Hawk; a game that you never needed to play. I don’t get it, Jax, and I don’t think I ever will. You know, Xav told me I should have expected something like this. He said that when you left me in the ring to get hurt during our Grand Prix match with Rex and Raven, that that showed your true colors. It’s on me for allowing myself to get into… whatever this is, but I can’t really undo that. Right now, you need to leave me alone. I have a lot going on right now. I have Grand Rampage coming up and I want to win that match. I want to go to Pain for Pride, and I want to become a champion.”

Jax schooled the expression on his face, but Harlow could tell her dismal hurt him. He finally nodded his head. “Alright, Harlow. I’ll go. When you decide you want to talk, I’ll be here. Good luck at Grand Rampage. You’re gunna own it, ‘Low. I don’t doubt that for a second.”

Harlow said nothing and let him go. Once Jax was out of sight, Harlow finally let down her guard. Her shoulders sagged just a little bit, but in typical Harlow fashion, she regrouped quickly. If there was one thing that set Harlow apart from her peers, it was her mental toughness and lack of emotion. Even when Harlow got down on herself, she was able to rebound pretty quickly. That was going to get her far as she progressed up the ranks in EAW.

But if there was one thing she had to admit to herself right now, it was watching Jax Walker walk away hurt just a little bit.

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“No surprise here, to be honest. Last week on Empire, I went into my match having already declared victory. I know that Celes Dumont wouldn’t be able to defeat me, regardless of what type of match we ended up having. I told Celes, as well as the entire EAW Universe, that Celes wasn’t good enough. I exposed her for a clout chaser, and I broke her. She was never going to be able to stand up to me, despite the fact she gave it her best effort. And she did. I won’t deny that Celes didn’t put up a fight. She attacked me from behind before the match and did everything she could to try and maintain that advantage. I want to criticize her for trying to take a shortcut, but I’m well aware that people will do whatever they feel they need to do to win a match around here or get ahead. She tried to be clever with her attack from behind. She tried to out-wrestle me. She tried to do whatever she could to win. But in the end, she failed, and I did my thing. ‘Fate’s End’ through a table. Maybe hardcore matches aren’t so bad after all. Competing in matches well outside of my comfort zone are only going to help me moving forward. Absolutely NOTHING about Grand Rampage is going to be comfortable, but I’m more prepared for that match than I have been prepared for anything in my life.

I’m just going to be honest, and I know a lot of people are going to roll their eyes at this and think I have no chance, but I want to win.

I want to walk out of Grand Rampage as the sole survivor of that battle royal and I want to go to Pain for Pride and compete for the Women’s World Championship. Finishing in the top five or whatever isn’t going to be good enough for me. I feel like I have a lot to prove, and most of it is to myself. This Grand Rampage Preview Match scheduled for the next episode of Empire is going to be explosive. In that match with me are a handful of newcomers and one of the reining, defending Empire Tag Team Champions. Facing off against someone the caliber of Jael is something I look forward too. These are the type of opponents I want to face and test myself against. Jael has some impressive wins on her resume, and regardless of her terrible personality, she can hold her own inside the ring. I’ve watched her matches and studied them closely, and there’s no one who can really claim to have gotten an easy victory over Jael. I know that in order to eliminate her from this match, I’m going to have to keep my focus and make sure I’m in position to accomplish that goal. If there’s one thing that is going to make my stock rise even faster, it’s pinning a reigning champion and sending a message to everyone inside of Grand Rampage that Harlow Reichert is coming to play. There’s not a lot of strategy I can stand here and talk about, considering there are three other women in this match in addition to Jael and myself, but I’m going to make sure I’m the woman in position to pin and eliminate a champion.

I’ve had one other encounter with a champion here in EAW and that’s when I faced Tyler Wolfe for the Specialists Championship. The match was a 2 out of 3 falls match and of course we went the distance. Even though I came up short that night, that proved to me that I’m more than capable of hanging with the best Empire has to offer when I dig deep and make the effort, AND that I’m ready to take the next step in my career. Things haven’t been perfect since that match with Tyler, but they’re getting there, and taking out Jael is going to be a huge boost of confidence for me. I’ve not hidden the fact I want championship gold before the year is out, and I need to show the world why I deserve the right to be called ‘champion.’ Rising to the occasion when it actually matters is obviously the next step in my evolution as a competitor. I’m right on the cusp, and I just need the opportunity that will give me the chance to break out.

Jael will be my opportunity.

I’m not sure what to expect from her this week if I’m being honest. I would hope she would bring the energy and fire she had last week against Sienna Jade, but I just don’t see that happening. I spent a lot of time last week listening to her preach about how Grand Rampage is probably rigged in Tyler Wolfe’s favor, so I really don’t expect her to care much about this elimination match at all. It’s typically the people who have a superiority complex that fall flat on their faces when the they’re supposedly facing adversity. I mean, I’ve never walked off a job, been invited back, and gotten handed a championship shot. I can’t relate to hard times, I guess. I’m pretty sure I’ll be a person Jael thinks has had it easy here, despite the fact I’ve never really broken out. There’s going to be some kind of bias towards me in some kind of way, probably because I’m working with Xavier Williams who’s a Hall of Famer here. I bet Jael will have some kind of convoluted narrative that Xavier and I are having some kind of scandalous relationships and that’s why I can’t fully commit myself to Jax. It’s going to be something that’s asinine and personal, and designed to get a rise out of me, but I think I’ve established that I don’t play that kind of game. Whatever Jael has to say about me is going to have to be backed up once we get inside the ring, and the bell rings.

Talking shit and backing it up are two totally different things.

I think by now I’ve established myself as someone who’s an incredible competitor. If you compare who I am now to who I was when I first began my journey here last summer, it’s a true night and day comparison. I’m a completely different person; a much better person. Because I’ve matured and allowed myself to embrace this life and all the psychotic tendencies that come along with it, I’ve become so much better in every single way. That competitive fire does burn inside of me and facing off against big names and champions makes me salivate. We all want to be the face of Empire, and get the amazing matches and TV time, but like with everything else in life, there’s a wrong way and a right way to do that. You’ll never hear me utter the words ‘fuck Empire’. You’ll never see me try and start some kind of negative movement that does nothing but make other people hate me and laugh at me. I’m better than that and more importantly, I’m patient. If I deserve to have good things happen to me in this business, then they will come my way. I trust the process and my talent speaks for itself. I shine inside the ring and I know I have the pedigree. I will be a big name in this company eventually and it’ll be because I did the work, kept my head together, and projected the right kind of attitude out into the atmosphere. No one wants to get behind and cheer for a negative piece of garbage, no matter how talented they are. What they will do, though, is sit around and wait for that person to self destruct and break.

Jael is a broken women right now, whether she admits it or not. Deep down, she knows she’s done and that no one wants her here. It’s going to be up to her to decide if she wants to change her tune, dig in, and appreciate what she’s been given here, or if she wants to remain bitter and stagnant, and continue to be an asshole about absolutely everything. Jealousy and pure ignorance over stuff no one knows the real story behind will never get you far in this world, and that’s a lesson Jael will have to learn if she ever wants to try and find any happiness in this life at all. If she doesn’t, she’s going to continue to feel desolate, and she will never rise any higher than the place she’s at right now. Attitude is everything and trust me, it took me awhile to figure that part of this out, but I wouldn’t change my journey here so far. I needed the difficult experiences I had here in the beginning and the losses to show me who I could and needed to be.

Unlike some people, I learn from my mistakes and use them to help me get better. I can’t say the same for one of my other opponents in this match. Layla Lockhart is someone I’ve been in the ring with before and it didn’t really go well for her. I easily defeated her back in Copenhagen at the beginning of the year. That’s not shocking, considering it’s what everyone else has been able to do as well, but that doesn’t make it any less sad to see. I don’t think I will ever truly understand a person like Layla, and that’s fine because I don’t believe that Layla truly understands herself either. You can’t sit there and claim to love this business if you put no effort into being good at it. I 100 percent question Layla’s ‘love’ of wrestling because of how little she does to prove it. Back at the Iconic Cup, Layla had one of the most miserable in-ring performances that I have ever seen in my life, and keep in mind this company employs people like Provencal and Chudd. She had absolutely nothing for Constance Blevins and got completely destroyed and humiliated. I’ll be honest, I thought for sure that was going to be the last time any of us ever saw Layla, but I guess after only managing to land three punches, two shoves, and a slap to the face in your last match you can’t really fall down the ladder any further. At this point, Layla has nothing to lose. Now normally, that would make someone dangerous. Their survival instincts would kick in and everyone would have to be on their guard around them, and what out for them. But does Layla deserve that kind of attention and weariness from me?


I don’t think there’s anyone around here who respects Layla or admires her for the fact she keeps going despite the number of times she’s been knocked down. If you’re like me, you find it painful to watch because you know that things are never going to get any better for Layla. Some people just don’t belong inside the ring, and they don’t have what it takes to truly be a member of an EAW roster, and Layla is one of those people. She knows it too because if she truly wanted to be at this, she would try harder. She would work her butt off. She would speak freely and with conviction, and go hard every single time she’s between those roles. But instead, Layla continues to suck and at the end of the day, she will always suck. She’s going to remain a loser, a lowpoint, and someone who is lukewarm at best. Layla is lackadaisical in everything she does, and she’s late for everything. The things she does and the things she says are lame, and nothing about her still being around despite knowing this gig just isn’t for her is inspiring. Last week, I made it known that I didn’t respect anything about Celes, and when it comes to Layla, my feelings towards her are pretty much the same.

Layla is nothing.

Layla is a nobody.

Layla is trash.

Oh and Layla, no one on Voltage has started a #FuckVoltage movement. That’s Empire. So try watching the show first before throwing crap at the wall and hoping it sticks.

I don’t even feel bad about sounding harsh because nine out of ten times the truth is going to hurt. Layla didn’t learn anything from her humiliation at the Iconic Cup unless you count actually opening her mouth and promoting the match in a timely manner like she’s supposed to. A small victory for her and the only one she’s going to have this week. I don’t care for a second that she had to sit around for three weeks and do nothing. I don’t care that it hurt her not to compete and I definitely don’t care that she regrets the fact she tried to hold another person back. At least she accepts the fact that being saddled with her as a partner was deadweight for Constance, and that’s a step in the right direction for Layla, but she needs to quicken her pace. She needs to truly dig deep and decide if she wants this and if she truly believes EAW is the place for her. I’m not going to hold anything back going forward and if I get my hands on Layla on Thursday night, I’m going to be quick to remind her of how everyone sees her. I’m going to snuff her, and I’m going to end her, and then I’m going to laugh when she picks herself up, dusts herself off, and shows up to Grand Rampage. No doubt she’s going to be one of the first people eliminated from that match, and this whole cycle is going to continue to repeat itself because Layla just isn’t cut out for this and she is a true glutton for punishment. She’ll never be good enough to amount anything here.

And if Miho Li doesn’t start doing her research and getting to know her opponents, she will never amount to anything either.

‘I don’t know much about… blah blah blah…’

I learned real quick here that not doing your homework gets you nowhere.

I now know that Miho Li is not coming into this match prepared. If you can’t look at your opponents, get on the Internet, and at least watch their past matches then you don’t belong inside the ring, and you certainly don’t belong across from me. I take this seriously and I study everyone. I take time to learn their strengths and their weaknesses, and I make sure I watch every match. I don’t half-ass anything. I don’t skim shows and only watch the parts that pertain to me. People in general will never get anywhere in life they don’t know what’s going on. Miho Li is an idiot, plain and simple. It’s easy to see why when she’s of the same blood as Celes. Let’s get something straight before we go any further and truly dive into Miho’s lack of intelligence and I hope she’s listening to me.

Miho, there’s not a single person on this planet who’s not related to you that is screaming, ‘Fight Miho, Fight.’ That would imply people care about you and they don’t.

Now that I’ve gotten that off my chest, let’s continue. Miho Li is not a threat to anyone here and that has nothing to do with the fact she’s an 18-year old rookie despite her reminding us at least twice a promo video of her age and inexperience. I’m a 22-year old rookie but you don’t see me making it a focal point every time I open my mouth to speak. Age and experience, or lack of, doesn’t define me and it never will. You see people of all ages working here and more often than not, they are proving that it’s truly just a number. You’re either good or not, and that has nothing to do with the year you were born. I truly hope that Miho does us all a favor and stops reminding us that she’s barely out of high school. It’s literally irrelevant and that’s says a lot, given the fact most of what she speaks falls into that same category. I truly wanted her to step up to the plate this week and challenge me, but instead I got a bunch of broken sentences that even I couldn’t put together and make sense out of. Instead of chasing other wrestlers around on social media and thirsting for their attention and recognition, Miho should have been trying harder to make her words sound intelligent. She really should have come at me with more material and said a hell of a lot more than ‘I respect you but fear you not’. I couldn’t care less about who respects me or who fears me because I’ll never be the person who looks in the mirror and sees a person staring back at her who cares about that kind of thing.

This is a sport, and more often than not it turns into a bloodsport, and Miho needs to look no further than the match last week I had against Cousin Celes to see what I’m capable of. Celes might have brought the fight to me. She might have made the match extreme, thinking it was going to give her an advantage. But when all was said and done, who had their hand raised? Who got the victory? Who got placed in this preview match because she’s a favorite to win it? I can answer those questions with one word and that word is me. I’m not sure what on Earth makes Miho believe that she can do what Celes couldn’t and that is pin me. I’m far from invincible but I am better than every person in that Grand Rampage preview match. Miho does not have what it takes to keep me down. I have seven inches on Miho and a good 35-pounds of solid muscle over her. I’m not easy to deal with. I’m not easy to pin. I certainly don’t tap out either, so if Miho ACTUALLY believes she can literally be the person who’s taking me out of this match… then I ask her to please try.

Show up on Thursday night and give me your focus. Bring the heat and hit me as hard as you possibly can. I promise you that it’s not going to be enough to keep me down long enough for a pin.

Miho can’t out-wrestle me, and she can’t touch anything that I bring to the table. I’ll be more than happy to show her that come Empire, and if she needs any more proof, then she should go and watch another match I’ve had recently. The one I had against her former one-time partner, Io Ishimori.

Io Ishimori is a woman who begged for true competition here in EAW. She found herself in a match against Celes a few weeks ago and deemed it not worth her time. She didn’t believe Celes could defeat her and put on one of the most uninspired performances like ever. As a result, she lost that match, and had to the nerve to come at me the following week and say she was ready for the challenge she knew I was going to present to her. She was excited to finally have real competition in EAW, and she was going to give me the fight of my life. It’s funny how you can go from losing to Celes Dumont and thinking you can actually step up to the plate against me, but alright. Io’s been on a downward slide ever since losing to Celes, and things aren’t going to get any better for her. When she spoke out against me, she claimed to respect me and never once did she give me any reason as to why she felt she was a better competitor than me. The only thing I got from Io Ishimori is that she wanted a challenge, and she certainly bit off more than she could chew there. Our match was definitely one of those ‘be careful what you wish for, you might just get it’ type of deals. I exposed Io for the unoriginal, uncreative Game of Thrones wannabe cosplayer that she is, and she’s not been the same since that match. I broke her and showed her that she has a long way to go before she can even dream of competing with the main eventers on Empire, and in return, I catapulted myself onto everyone’s radar, and showed that I’m ready to step into the spotlight and put on a show against anyone I find myself against.

Nothing is going to be different come Thursday night.

Io still doesn’t have what it takes yet to take that next step and break out. She won’t be able to get one over on me, just like she couldn’t last time we faced. I fully expect her to bring the fight, but at the end of the night it’s not going to be enough. I’m coming to Empire to win, and secure myself as one of the favorites heading into Grand Rampage. I’m going to make a statement, and if that means I have to do it at Io’s expense once again, then so be it. I know Io has a lot of heart and a lot of determination, and all nasty words and personal opinions aside, so does everyone else in this match. It’s going to be chaotic and it’s going to be brutal, and I’m going to put on the performance of my life. Just like Layla, Io knows that she can’t test me or make me believe in any capacity she has a chance at winning this match. I don’t necessarily care about what she has to say, but I would be lying if I didn’t say I wasn’t just a tiny bit curious. I want to see what frame of mind Io is in coming into this match and looking towards Grand Rampage. I want to see if she tries to tell me ‘winter is coming’ again, or if she actually thinks outside the box this time. I want to see if she’s learned anything from the last time I schooled her, and I want to see if she still claims to respect Miss No Fucks Given.

Stuff like this is fun for me, and it blows my mind that I’m so into this. I have said it so many freaking times that this is never what I expected my life to be. I never thought I would be the person who’s super competitive and ready to pounce. I’m taking Grand Rampage, and I’m going to Pain for Pride. Empire is just the first stop on my journey to the top. I have come so far, and I still have a ways to go, but I’m getting there. Nothing’s going to keep me from reaching my destiny and living up to the expectations people have of me. The people close to me, who work with me and coach me, those who truly believe in me, know that I’m championship material. It’s only a matter of time before I have gold around my waist. I’m stoked and come Empire, I’m going to be ready to go. I have three women in the ring with me who can’t compete with me, and a champion who I’m more than ready to eliminate.”

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