NO ONE IS TAKING THIS FROM ME!
CHAPTER ONE
If there is one thing that Pandora Paisley is?
Furious.
Pandora is a woman that was on a mission to win Championship gold. She is intent on winning a singles title and would do anything to get one, but the problem has always been one thing, that the opportunity had not presented itself. She had waited since Midsummer Massacre, and took her shot on Showdown last week, she called the match, didn’t want to wait until Grand Rampage, she wanted it now. Pandora didn’t waste any time, and she went right after the Answers World Championship. Pandora challenged Veena Adams, looking to defeat her and shock the world, but in order to do so, all Pandora wanted to do was defeat the champion on her own, and though her sister in arms and tag team partner was there, Halsey Neel, and many would argue that The Hellcat did have the Answers World Champion in trouble, and probably set up to lose.
Just as Pandora was ready to deliver the final blow, it was then that of all people, Jake Smith came out of nowhere and cost Pandora the match for no reason other than his own gain and that pissed off the Hellcat to the point that she laid him out and stood tall…
… but without the Answers World Championship.
Now she gets the chance to do it again this time in a Triple Threat and anything goes.
The fiery Hellcat, Pandora Paisley is seen wearing a purple tiger print long sleeve tight top, black leather jacket, black ripped jeans and black ankle boots, her long dark hair with red highlights straightened, bangs hanging down and nails polished a matte black with a silver accent nails. We can see her sitting down with Silas Mason and Halsey Neel as she knows that this is the most important match in her career that is coming up, one thing is for certain that she is looking to walk out of the match a winner, because she knows what it is like and the challenge it possesses for those involved. Pandora has made it known that she will one day become a Champion, it is now. And though she has destroyed her relationships, and stablemates are on the fringe, Pandora understands that this is the bed she made and will sleep in. She looks ready to address Veena Adams and Jake Smith.
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Silas Mason starts first as Halsey Neel, who is not a part of Silas World just stands in the corner with her arms folded watching, protecting her sister in Arms.
“Define me the word, “Travesty”. Explain to me exactly what it means. I can give you both a hint and a cheat sheet as it will not take long for you to figure it out as it is simple to explain, all you have to do is look at what happened last week on Voltage. Here is a woman that finally took control of her career and decided that she wasn’t going to wait until some huge match in order to finally get a shot at the Answers World Championship and instead did the one thing that no one else had the gust to do, challenge Veena Adams on the spot, that same night, put it all on the line, she didn’t care how hurt she was from the Last Woman Standing Match, it showed exactly what we all knew it was going to… guts!
Pandora Paisley is a Champion, and she should have been a WORLD Champion after the last Showdown, and instead what did we get?
Jake Smith.
No one ever thought that worm would get involved, always searching for attention, that is all that piece of shit is, a weasel. And though I may at times admire actions like those, NOT against my people, NO WAY. Jake, you knew that Pandora had that match won and you fucked it up for her. You took away and ruined what should have been the greatest of her life and now what, huh? You get rewarded with a Triple Threat? That is the biggest bullshit that I have ever seen! And now this is a triple threat when it should be Pandora one on one once again with Veena Adams!
But this is fine, because we all know that Pandora is going to take it because this time? There are no limitations, no disqualifications, and she is going to be unleashed. So, my I introduce to you at this time…
… PANDORA PAIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSLLLLLLEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!
(He backs off as Pandora now looks into the camera with her catlike green eyes and speaks with vitriol in her voice.)
“When I look at everyone else that has come after me since my debut I see success. I watch as they thrive in their miniscule, little careers that mean absolutely nothing and yet I always am the one that has to struggle to win a title and it isn’t because lack of bloody talent, but politics. When given the chance to defeat the very best, that is what The British Invasion did. When opportunity presented itself, we took full advantage of it and made sure that we would rise to the very top of the Tag Team Division defeating THE very best that ever existed in the Jaded Hearts, we positioned ourselves and planted that flag to let everyone know that we were INDEED the very best, but what happened?
We were too good for their liking, and so the EAW found a way to push their own narrative with Fire & Ice by making sure they got every chance that was given to them to be the champions and look what happened, the company got their way. At the same venture, it Halsey Neel was hurt and that left me alone, to fend for me self, which I did, looking for anyway to get some gold around my waist. At Midsummer Massacre I was robbed, but made the choice to sign a contract that if I did lose, I would join Silas World, I kept me word, love.
And then, all I wanted was to be given the chance to climb the ranks to the very top and get some gold, proving to everyone that Pandora Paisley was more than just a tag team wrestler, and yet that hasn’t happened. I have had to watch losers… LOSERS that I have defeated or would with such ease such as Clayton Golde, Mia Santoro, Auburn Ware, Ashlynn Quinn, Effy McAvoy, and the list goes on and on that have barely been here long enough for anyone to care and they are parading around with titles or have been champions which is a bloody disgrace and yet here I am still struggling, looking for gold me-self and so what I did was simple, I faced Brianna Hill at Reasonable Doubt, when I should have been facing Daryl Kinkade for the National Elite Championship.
How many bloody necks do I have to break? How many fucking bodies must I break before someone finally gives me what I have earned and deserved!? Instead, I have to bide my turn, this season alone I have been held out of two major Marquee Live Events and for what? Punishment? I should have been in the War Games match. Or at King of Elite facing Kinkade, and instead I was told “no”. See, instead they thought I would get me arse kicked by Brianna Hill in the Last Woman Standing match and what happened? See, Brianna thought she was going to make some assumptions like the git she is, that finally Pandora Paisley would get taken down once and for all and she would get to continue on her rise considering she was in the Empress of Elite finals, where was I in the bloody tournament, mate?
I wasn’t.
That is why I am sick and tired of waiting, because simply put I have been held down by this brand and company. I should have all the SAME opportunities that the rest of these cunts I mentioned have, and instead you have this litany of new players coming in and given the red fucking carpet, while I just continue to win and beat the very best in the EAW, but Pandora Paisley? Oh no, of course not, its bollocks, mate. I deserve better especially with all the top Elitists I have defeated, but instead for four seasons, excluding me time off for injuries, all I have done is fight me arse off for scraps…
… SCRAPS!
And when Kennedy Street threw me in a match with Brianna Hill thinking that was going to slow me down, what did I do instead? Leave that cunt laid out and she still wants to put her in the Grand Rampage which is a bloody joke. Brianna is not on Pandora’s level, there is a reason she was booted from Silas World, and I was fed to me as a way to keep me out of the title picture. Brianna Hill represents what is wrong with the EAW, and how they spoon feeds these talentless hacks just so they can use the excuse of not handing me the opportunities that I have earned, but when Kennedy thought that Brianna was the one that was going to walk out the winner, she threw the little stipulation that whoever was left standing, they would be the one to get the title shot, and it didn’t exactly work out the way she wanted and instead it went to ME.
But I am going to guess, that all of you thought I was heading straight to Daryl Kinkade and demanding my match, and though I did contemplate it, which I wanted to, I went for the bloody jugular mate and saw Veena Adams running her mouth, talking about how she was done with Silas World, happy to move on and all that shit, looking so proud because this brand has basically rolled the red carpet for her and instead she rather just prance around with the Answers World Championship and not even realize how close she is to Grand Rampage and breaking the record held by Kassidy Heart, but while she doesn’t see the impact of that, we don’t dare break any of her records, oh now.
See, I’m alright with that, because I am fine making sure that cunt holds whatever little precious records she holds as my full intention was to strip the belt of Veena. That’s why I said fuck it, threw caution to the wind and walked right out to the ring and challenged her to a match, but I didn’t want to wait until Grand Rampage which I could have of course, it was time to take me shot right there and right now, and the Main Event saw me do exactly that.
Until Jake Smith decided to stick his fucking nose in me business!”
A fired up Hellcat paces a little. Halsey knows her sister in arms, she is ready to explode. Silas loves it, watching it closely and that doesn’t go unnoticed by Halsey who is looking at him smiling at the plight of Pandora. The Hellcat though is not done, turning to the camera and speaking as she readies to address Veena and Jake.
“I was going to do this all me-self. I didn’t need ANY help and just like I told Silas Mason to stay out of me way at Reasonable Doubt, he didn’t listen, but that is alright, as I had refused to use any sort of advantage to defeat Veena Adams. Everyone knows that I had the cunt beat, she was seeing bloody stars, and I was one twist away from hitting Pandorum, Pandora’s Box, or anything else I had bloody wishes and should be standing right now as your ANSWERS WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP.
Tell me something Veena, you of all people know were a beaten woman, right love? Underestimating me was a huge mistake, and then to even think that you could have done anything to stop me is what really pisses me the fuck off. Veena Adams has been an incredible champion, I will NOT deny that at all, she deserves her bloody flowers for sure, and has beaten the very best in the business, but with the Grand Rampage right around the corner, Veena was looking way too ahead and decided to look past me. I walked into that match with one goal, to shock the world and walk out with the Championship, yet none of you, not even her were willing to give me a chance!
Well, guess what, love, I went out there and I beat her arse to a bloody pulp and was ready to score the biggest upset in the history of Showdown! See, none of you had Pandora Paisley on your bingo card, huh flower? No, and Veena went into this match thinking it was going to be a cake walk, and instead I was seconds… SECONDS away from becoming the Answers World Champion. It was supposed to be me moment, the second I would hear Gina announce me as the “NEWWWWWW!” and instead what happened?
Some wormy arsehole like Jake Smith had to interfere and bloody cost me everything!
Veena, I had your number, love because you didn’t think walking into that arena on this specific night that I would walk out and challenge you for the Championship, but see, I have already proven to everyone that you are nothing more than smoke and mirrors. You’re tired Veena, your body is ready to give out, and the Barbie’s time is almost out. Jake Smith knew that too; he got involved because he didn’t want me to win that title because then he wouldn’t have a hope in hell of ever winning the championship. I was ROBBED of everything, FOUR FUCKING SEASONS! FOUR! Of busting me arse for this very moment and yet everyone else gets one BUT ME!
I am at a loss right now and not of words, I am at a LOSS OF PATIENCE!
Veena Adams doesn’t deserve to be champion right now! It should be ME. And yet what does Kennedy Street do? She gives Jake Smith a title shot? She makes this Triple threat instead of just giving me the rematch, HELL SHE SHOULD JUST HAND ME THE TITLE!
But no, that is not how I want it, I rather here the referee slam his hand for the three count so that I can stand up and hold the Championship in me hands, raising it up and listening to the silence of the crowd in shock! But now, I need to prove it again and this time against a wounded Veena Adams, because you see, anything that she says will be a moot point. Veena is a beaten champion, she knows it, and we all know it, right Princess? Veena Adams, you know damn well that Jake Smith saved your arse last week for his own gain, and instead of just telling Kennedy Street no, you pretty much welcomed that wanker into our match and for what? Jake Smith doesn’t deserve to be here! He did nothing to earn a World title match, he has been irrelevant this entire season, worming his way into predicants that screwing over that dumb bitch Carloine in the process. He has been nothing more than an opportunist and it is bullshit that I even need to entertain this, but if I have to defeat a Hall of Famer and a future one, then so be it.
You know what really winds me up? It’s not the loss. Or the result on paper. It’s the way it happened. Because I had her. I had Veena Adams right where I wanted her, cornered, gasping, seconds away from being ripped apart piece by piece and then in slithers that little parasite, Jake Smith, sticking his nose where it doesn’t belong like the sniveling rat he is… costing me the Answers World Championship with a disqualification.
A disqualification!
Do you have any idea what that does to someone like me? I didn’t lose because I wasn’t good enough. I didn’t lose because she outclassed me. I didn’t lose because I couldn’t finish the job.
I was STOLEN.
Plain and simple.
And now I’ve got to listen to the lot of you chatter on like it’s some sort of blemish on my record? Like I couldn’t get it done? Like I’m not standing here as the most dangerous woman in that entire bloody division? Oh, you’ve got me all wrong. Because if anything, that moment? That little stunt and interference? It didn’t set me back.
It unleashed ME!
Jake, you absolute pillock… you didn’t just cost me a match, you signed your own death warrant, flower. You stuck your grubby little hands into me business, and now you’re going to learn exactly what happens when you poke The Hellcat and think you’re going to walk away unscathed. You won’t.
YOU CAN’T!
Because now this isn’t just about a championship anymore, is it, love? This is personal. And when I make something personal, I don’t stop or forgive. I sure as hell don’t forget. Veena, you should be thanking him, honestly. You should be on your knees every single day, grateful that he gave you a lifeline when you were seconds away from being exposed for what you really are, a placeholder. A paper champion clinging to a title that was never meant to stay around your waist.
Because without him?
You’d already be looking up at the lights.
Without him?
I’d already be standing over you with that Answers World Championship raised high, proving to everyone that the era of The Hellcat isn’t coming… it’s already here.
But now? Now we’ve got a triple threat and there’s no escape. No disqualifications. No one to hide behind. No rules to save you when things get ugly. And trust me, love… things are going to get very ugly. Because you’ve both made the same mistake.
You’ve both underestimated me.
You’ve both looked at Pandora Paisley and thought, “She’s just angry. She’s just loud. She’s just another name we can brush aside.” And that’s exactly why you’re going to fail. Because while the two of you are busy worrying about each other, trying to outplay, outmaneuver, outthink, I’m going to do what I do best… hurt you. I’m going to drag you into deep water and watch you drown in it by making this match less about wrestling and more about survival, because that’s the only language I speak.
And neither of you are fluent in it. Jake, you think inserting yourself into this makes you clever? No, mate. It makes you a target. For every ounce of frustration, every bit of rage, every second I’ve spent replaying that robbery in me head… It’s all coming straight for you.
And Veena?
You’re just collateral damage. Standing in the wrong place at the wrong time, holding something that doesn’t belong to you anymore and I am going to take it back with interest. So, when that bell rings, I don’t want excuses. I don’t want interference or the same rubbish that robbed me the first time. I want you both in that ring… No escape. No mercy. No way out.
Because when it’s all said and done, when the dust settles and your bodies are laid out exactly where they belong, there won’t be any doubt left. There won’t be any controversy. Only the one undeniable truth— I am walking out as the Answers World Champion.
And the moment I get my hands on both of you?
It doesn’t end in victory… oh no.
It ends in a CATastrophe.”
Pandora glares into he camera with a scowl on her face before she walks off, Silas smiles while Halsey looks annoyed at him and follows Pandora out.
FADE TO BLACK
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