The Samson and Delilah Effect? Outside The Hilton Hotel, January Sixth   4:55 pm Chapter Two: "Doesn't Seem So Complicated To Me." "You know babe, I'm actually really glad you got us into this situation." When his girlfriend of some odd months had stormed in and told him she had put the tag titles on the line, he first thought she had over reacted. Although she'd never been cross with him, he did know that she had a temper. Was was known for making rash decisions while under rage. However, as she progressed on, telling him why she had made the challenge, he began to understand her anger. Besides, they did need a title defense, and their only competition in tag team, as well as couple, were The Winterborns. He began to realize that she was right in making the challenge, and he would have done the same. "I always thought Phoenix was a good guy. I've had small convos with him, and we've always had respect for each other, but after he said...what did he say to you again?" "Something along the lines of don't I have a Chip and Dale's dancer to go bang or something..." Everytime he heard it, it made him like Phoenix even less. Although the two had a respect for each other before, him insulting Gypsy had made that respect disappear. "You see, that's what I'm talking about. How can I have any sort of respect for anyone who insults you, or any woman for that matter? Did it make him feel like a man or something? Maybe he thought he was being cool. Not that you couldn't kick his ass. On second thought, maybe he had good reason for insulting you..." He laughed as she punched his arm, her teeth gritted. He walked up behind her and hugged her. "Ha, you know I'm only joking..." She looked back at him. "Except for that part about being able to kick his ass. That's a given." "Well duh. I mean look at me, I'm amazing." She laughed, only half joking, as they went back to holding hands. "I don't know though Gyps, Karime wants to envoke a God upon us. I don't think we can handle that." She smiled, catching the sarcasm. "Oh jeez, more with the witchcraft. You ever heard of karma? That's how black magic works, or you know, so I read. If you cast it upon others, then it's going to come and bit her in the ass." "So in other words, if she attempts to envoke a God on us, then it'll come back around and strike her?" "Exactly." She nodded in confirmation. "But not before the God causes us to lose the tag titles to them, right?" "Hun, there's them, and then there's us. Not even a God would be able to take these titles away from us." They chuckled together, and continued on walking, swinging their hands. "What about some fireballs, or some unexpected guests, as Karime had said. Do we have those to worry about?" "Us metting up in the Lethal Lottery tournament was destiny, and us going all the way to win the vacant tag team titles was fate. Our combined might overcame all other tag teams that dared stand in our way. We even put on over Leaky, which isn't that much of a success, but when he was partnered with Domain Legend, Syck. Together, we beat Syck. Not many people can say that. This right here," She pointed her finger at her, at him, and then back again. "it's meant to be. No fireballs or spirits or anything, would dare mess with that." "Hmm...so I guess all they really have to count on is this so called talent that they possess. You know, since Karime's magic doesn't seem to be coming in use." "In other words, they've got no chance?" "In other words, Phoenix is going to wish he never picked a fight with you. Phoenix won the Evolution Championship, good for him, but he forgets I've already beaten Leaky tons of times. Not only that, but I've also held every title the Domain has to offer. So congrats to him on his first Domain title win, but he has a long way to go before he's on my level. I'm not trying to be conceded, and I'm not trying to put a damper upon his spirits, but I'm trying to be stupid. It's like a peasant wanting to battle with the kings. It doesn't happen right away. But maybe, given time and development of skill, it could happen in the future. But for now, it goes to the kings." Gypsy cleared her throat, bringing the attention to herself, "...and queens." She corrected, referring to herself. "Ahh, and queens, of course." "Phoenix crossed the line the other day with Talon. I hadn't even done anything to him. Someone who insults on impulse like that deserves a beat down, and I think we should be the ones who give it to him." "Well of course. Especially since you hadn't even addressed the man. I saw his promo and he seems to think he got the raw end of the deal. I remember specifically you only talking to Midnight, given the fact that she had come out of nowhere and choked Talon. Phoenix said nobody invited you, but I don't recall anybody inviting Midnight either. For some reason, you thinks you made the first move against him, though it's apparent, he made the first move against you." "He's even more crazy than his wife if he thinks I'm the one that started something with him." "Well, it looks like FiFi's got another thing coming if he thinks he's going to walk out as one half of the Ultimate Tag Team Championships. We've got this division on lock, and we always will." "Haha, you called him FiFi." "Oh damn, it's already started catching on." They stopped, turned, and passionately locked lips. The stuff you only see in movies. It showed the fire inside of them, not only for each other, but for whatever they did together, including defending the tag titles. The sun was fading behind them, streaking the skys with reds and yellows, as the scene itself faded.

The Samson and Delilah Effect? The Hilton Luxery Suite, January Eigth   9:15 am Chapter Three: "Thwart Plans: Check." Tell your boyfriend, if he says he's got beef, that I'm a vegetarian and I ain't fucking scared of him Zarek was the first to awake the next morning, as the sun shone through the curtains, several rays hitting him square in the face. He opened his eyes and he was in the same spot he had fallen asleep in, as well as his beloved. The two had fallen asleep together in the hotel bedroom. After a long day, they had come back here and spent the night together. He looked over and saw that Gypsy was still asleep, lying on her side away from him. He leaned in, putting an arm around her waist and kissed her on the cheek. She brought a hand to his face, and caressed his cheek. However, her eyes were still closed, which told him that she had no intention of getting out of bed just yet. Zarek laughed, and got out of bed. He was in just his boxers, so he pulled on a pair of blue shorts, and chose to go shirtless. Coffee - that's what he needed. He was on his way to the kitchen, with the white coffee pot in his sight, before a "ding" was heard. He looked over, confused. It wasn't long before he flipped open his computer. YOU'VE GOT MAIL. Given that he was still half asleep, he stood there a bit, starring at the screen. He was already a bit ticked he hadn't gotten the luxery of recieving his morning coffee, now this wierd thing on his screen. Suddenly, he realized what was going on, and clicked the notification, thinking himself stupid for not realizing at once. What came to view was a video that Mikey Svarro had sent to him. It was of Karime's latest promo, where her and Phoenix had bcasially just spoke back and fowarth. Not all of it was about the match, which was disappointing, but some of it was. The promo ended on a note that put Zarek back into a confused state. "You don't want to be named a woman beater but trust me, it's uncertain if they will even last as a team." Karime anounced, drawing closer to Phoenix, almost attempting to reassure him that they had reasons of success. Phoenix smiled, responding, "Well, I intend to expose that." He sighed, it was so tiresome dealing with stupidity. It was like he was facing Leaky Format all over again, and Zarek had had enough of him. Karime and Phoenix, despite what Zarek had previously thought, had proven to be no better than Leaky. There was Karime saying that she wasn't sure Zarek and Gypsy would last as a team - which was the stupidest thing he'd ever heard. Then there was Phoenix saying Gypsy somehow insulted him - when it was actually Phoenix who had thrown the first insult. Ugh, he would need some coffee to do some damage control. Maybe it would be easier to set the record striaght in their mind, rather than Leaky's. He shuddered at the thought of the Winterborns being as thick-headed. He went to the coffee pot, that had obediantly followed the timer and gone off at nine, and poured some into his mug. As he poured, "It amazes me that someone would even say such a thing. That they don't know wether Gypsy and I will last as a team. It's not only insulting, which I'm sure it was meant to be, but it makes you look ignorant, Karime. Just going off of how long we've held these damn titles, shows you that we're definitely here to stay. We've not going anywhere. You can't really ask if we have staying power, wehn we've already proven it. We've had the titles since the beginning of June, which was seven months ago. Count them Karime, seven fricken' months ago, and you have the nerve to say that it's uncertain if we'll even last. I think it's safe to say that we've lasted longer than most of the tag teams in the industry today. For only knowing each other for a short seven months, we kill inside that ring. Ask anyone, and they'll tell you that we are murder together. Were either of you around during the Lethal Lottery? We didn't even know each other, nor particularly like each other in our very first match. Even when we didn't enjoy each other, we rocked, and we beat the hell out of our opponents. We've taken down Drew Stevenson together, we've taken down Syck together, and you're honestly trying to say that you're not sure if we're going to stick around? You're the first person to say that. It doesn't make your brave, or intelligent, it makes you dumb. Why? Because everyone already knows we're sticking together no matter what, and we've proven it. Besides, haven't you and Phoenix only known each other, like what, six months?" He laughed out of pity, and brought his cup into the living area, placing the pot back into its holder, "That's right, while Phoenix and Talon were having their little get together, he told her that she was six months too late. So I'm guessing that means that you two have only known each other, or atleast been dating for around six months. So, you honestly got married after six months? Who the hell does that? You must have gotten in the guiness book of world records for shortest time dating before getting married. Obviously that's an overstatement, but you do understand six months gives you not that much time to get to know each other, right? Did you two even live together before getting married? Your guys' marriage strikes me as a Brittany Spears sort of thing, like you just woke up one day and decided to get hitched. While Karime is sitting here, saying she doesn't know if Gypsy and I will ask, you should be asking yourselves if your marriage will last. You two love bugs barely even know each other. Hell, Gypsy and I have known each other since May, have been going out since June. We've been together longer and have shown no signs of straying from one another. While our bond grows stronger, yours only weakens. Phoenix looks a little tied up with Talon lately, and Karime is off doing god knows what with her little wizard friends at Hogwarts. Wow, you two have a great relationship and I'm sure it'll last a very long time" The sarcasm in his voice could be heard a mile away. It was obvious he no longer thought very highly of Karime for stating such a stupid thing, nor did he think much of Phoenix, who had agreed with it. Just because they had gotten married, didn't necessarily mean their bond was stronger. Gypsy and Zarek had been together longer, were always around each other, and even held the titles together. What did Karime and Phoenix do together? What does their relationship have over Gypsy and Zarek's? The fact that they wear rings and have a marriage license? A circle of words, a piece of paper, and some empty words don't say 'love'. He plops down in a brown chair, lifting a picture on the sidetable that Gypsy had placed there upon their arrival. It was the first picture that had been taken of them together, after they won their first tag match. Zarek was still in facepaint, but everyone knew he was Misery by now. "Which brings me to my next point. You're both highly inexperience compared to Gypsy and I. I don't mean singles career, because I believe I heard Phoenix say he's been around for like ten years. On a sidenote, that's kind of sad he's been around for so long and still can't make it in the Domain. The Evolution title doesn't count. That's like, sadde that Leaky. At least Leaky got to the Heavyweight title, even if it WAS dropped to him. Getting back on track, you two don't know what it means to be a team. Maybe in the bedroom, which is something I don't want to know, but you don't know what it means to be a team inside that ring. How many times have you two had to work as a team? I'm guessing none. You two are married, and you still have no team experience. Some might argue that marriage IS a team sport, but it's nothing like getting into that ring, and sharing it with someone else, treating them as your equal. Gypsy and I went through a tournament as partners, and we came out the other end as partners, as equals, both hands raised at the end. That right there was like four tag team matches in which we came out on top of. After that we had another defense in which we still dominated. We have massive amounts of experience when it comes to working together. We take nothing for ourselves as individuals, but together, as a single person. Phoenix and Karime, you've never done anything like this, while Gypsy and I are pro. We've never been beaten as a team, and it's not by luck. My guess is we'll be keeping that record when this match is over." It's now that he reaches to the right side of him, revealing one half of the Ultimate Tag Team Championships. He hoists it upon his shoulder, patting it. It's almost like he's taunting, knowing that Phoenix and Karime will never get their hands on it. "Just so we're clear, I know one of you is going to bring up the fact that we've technically only defended the titles once, so why don't we just get that out of the way to begin with? I've said it a million times, but there's no doubt that you'll probably bring something up. Right after we won the tag titles is when MOD got under the way. Not only was I in the middle of MOD, but so was Gypsy, which left no time for title defenses. I went all the way to the finals, so you know that took up some time. Gypsy then went for the Franchise, while I focused on my Heavyweight defenses. Soon after is when we defended the titles for the first time, and won. Then I had my injury as our number one contenders were finally found. Of course, by the time I came back, Cross had left so you know that never happened. As you can see, it's not that we never wanted to defend the titles, it's that we barely got a chance too. We're both into big things here in this company. We're both invested. So we defend when we can, Gypsy saw an opportunity and challenged you, knowing you'd take it. It was about time we defend the titles, so you two were just simply in the right place at the right time. Don't get carried away though, and think that you can walk away from this with the titles, because you have no chance of it. We respect you both for accepting the challenge, and we admire your drive to attempt to defeat us, who have been labeled the Golden Couple, but it's just not going to happen. It's that simple." What always got Zarek, was what people assumed about him. They assumed that just because he was near the top, meant that he had no drive, meant that he had no heart. They assumed that he was arrogant, that he thought he was better than everyone else, when in reality, he was far from it. He knows how to give credit where credit is due, and he knows who deserves his respect. On the other hand, there are the select few people he doesn't care for. Those who believe they deserve the world, that think everyone owes them something. He sighed, "You see Phoenix, I'm sort of disappointed in you. I saw you as someone like me, who knew where he stood. I've always known where I stand, but I always strive to be better. I figured you'd take the same approach, but I'm not seeing it from you, not yet anyway. You talk about respect, and how much you respect me, but all I've seen from you thus far is ego. You come out to the world, and talk about how you're going to defeat us easily, how yourself and Karime will be the next tag champs. Your ego speaks louder than your words. Phoenix, I'm nothing like Leaky, so don't expect me to be just an easy win. You seem to have gotten your big head from defeating Leaky, which I find amusing. Defeating Leaky is something everyone has done, it's nothing to be proud of. I've beaten him more times that I can count. I equal a thousand Leaky's, you add Gypsy into that mix and you've got a thousand more. You're in for a rude awakening if you think you have this thing won." As he had been talking, Gypsy had snuck up on him, and hugged him from behind. "Looks like you've been busy." She laughed. He hugged her back, holding her arms, "Oh, just teaching some n00bs a thing or two." "As always..." She giggled. They kissed, as Gypsy held up her half of the tag titles. There was unity in their souls, something the Winterborn's would never have.

The Samson and Delilah Effect? Sovereign Bank Arena , January Eigth   6:37 pm Chapter Five: "Thwart Plans: Check." And the best is, no one knows who you are, just another girl alone at the bar. Barack Obama may have stated that it's time for a change, but even he knows some things are better left untouched. For example, the Secretary of the Department of Defense, Robert Gates, was being left on the cabinent, despite the presidency changing handes. In other words, the Domain may be changing homes, but there are some champions that deserve, and will, stay the same. One of them, being the Ultimate Tag Team champions. They earned their championships several months ago, and have kept them under their wing. They've defended them, whenever a challenger has stepped up, and have even taken it upon themselves to make the challenge themselves this time around. They're former singles champions, that have also brought glory back to the tag team division. Phoenix Winterborn may be a better replacement for the Evolution belt, than Leaky Format, but he's nowhere near a perfect match for the tag titles. The champions were confident because they had a right to be. Nobody took Karime nor Phoenix serious because in truth, they were nothing. Phoenix belonged in the Evolution division, and the Domain doesn't have a single title that Karime would be able to win. Not even the Evolution. Phoenix has been around for almost a decade, as he's said before, and has managed to accomplish less than Zarek has within his career. It's a wonder why Zarek's on top, yet Phoenix finds himself near the bottom. The champions are here to stay, and if the Winterborns think they have a chance, then it'll be all the more fun. Proving people like Phoenix and Karime, people who thought they held all the wrestling ability in the world, was their specialty. "It's funny, Phoenix and Karime must definitely share a brain, because they're equally ignorant. We have Karime saying that Gypsy and myself won't last as a team...ha, and we have Phoenix saying that all we've done is hang out with the paparazzi. You see, all I've been doing is running over strategy with Gypsy, speaking about how well we were together, and how we're going to retain our titles. There's been no paparazzi, unless you count the cameraman that follows us around whenever we want a promo, yet I also know you have the same treatment. I also realized that all you and Karime ever seem to talk about is something other than the match. In your conversation together, how many times were we mentioned? Not to many, I'd say. There were a few mentions here and there but nothing that I expected. Mostly just little tidbits having nothing to do with the match, and some english bloke popping his head in, and then dropping back out. I really didn't see the point of that, but umm...okay. If your strategy is to lie all over each other while some english guy named Ideas dancing around, then go right ahead. I don't think it'll win you the match though." The scene came to life, in the backstage area, mere hours away from the very match that Zarek had been speaking about. "Atleast you get the fact that we're damn near legends here. We've done so much in this industry, for this industry, that you can't even compare. I don't think Gypsy made the wrong move at all when she challenged you, with our titles on the line. I think she did the right thing. I mean, we're always up for helping out charity. I'm half-expecting you to impress me in this match Phoenix. I'm half expecting you to do something great in this match. I want you too. I want to stretch you to your limits and find out exactly what you're made of. I want to be surprised, and I want you to show me why you think so highly of yourself. Come take this title off my shoulder Phoenix, I dare you. I want to see it happen. Then there's the other half that tells me you won't. It tells me you don't have it in you to defeat the combined force of me and Gypsy. I don't think it's hit you yet that we're a force, and by the words you speak, you don't understand what we've alredy been through together. You and Karime can't fathom the power we have as a team, and you can't stand up against us. Whichever side wins over, I guess that'll be that. I am rooting for you though Phoenix, I'm just not entirely sure that you have the ability within you." He began wrapping his wrist with wrestling tape. A precaution he began taking after his injury a few months ago. "Don't think you'll feel sorry for us? I think you have it turned around a bit Phoenix. We won't be the ones feeling sorry for YOU. With each word that comes out of your mouth, you seem to dig that whole even further. You keep talking about how you're going to lay us out, and how easy this match will be. You know what that means? It just means that I want to go even harder, it means I want to kick your face in even more. Yeah, we might have respected each other before this match, and we may say that we'll respect each other after, but the words coming out of your mouth right now aren't respect. In fact, they're the opposite. You tend to contridict yourself, Phoenix. You talk about how great we are one second, about how we are basically legends. Then a second later you're talking about how worthless we are, about how you're going to easily beat us. It's quite confusing, and I almost wish you'd make up your mind. Only, if you finally did make up your mind, you wouldn't be able to make me look better anymore. You start off by saying I don't know what I have in store for me when I step into the ring against you, and then apologize for that 'chip and dales' comment. I'm not sure if this is some wierd tactic in order to try to throw me off during our match, but it doesn't work like that. No matter where I am mentally, I always pull out of it for a match, and it won't stop me from kicking you into next week." He picked his half of the Ultimate Tag Team Championships off, placing it on his shoulder.  "Let's get one thing straight Phoenix, you might think your big time, but you're not, and you might think these belts are as good as yours, but they aren't, not by a long shot. Let me guess on how you think things will go. You'll walk down to the ring with your wife on your shoulder, pull off a couple high spot moves, and walk away with the titles. I don't know how much I can stress that your fantasy match, is just that, a fantasy. It'll only happen in your dreams. Hell, only you walking out of this match on your own two legs, would happen in your dreams. If you plan on entering this match, I must tell you that Gypsy and I plan on taking this match far. When we have a match, we put on a fucking good match, even if we're facing Leaky Format. You can tell me how badly you're going to beat me, or how badly you think you're going to beat us, but it doesn't make it happen. Saying it over, and over, and over again, won't make miracles come true. Phoenix, Karime, do yourself a favor and don't put yourself on the line in this match, because you will find yourself matched, and then out done. Then you'll find yourself with a sidelining injury. You don't want that, do you Phoenix? I mean, you got your new shiny Evolution Championship, you wouldn't want to have to give it up. Take it from me, it's not fun, I've already done it before. Unfortunantly for you, that won't happen in this match. We'll be keeping these much longer." He picks up a nearby newspaper, to see if Phoenix had anything else to say about him. He skimmed it fast, just incase you had forgotten anything. As he reached the bottom of the page, he began laughing. He blinked, making sure he had seen it right, but, alas, he had. "Hahaha, so hold up. Did you just say that GYPSY is the one who doesn't know how witchcraft works? Phoenix, you just said there is no evoking gods and goddesses, there's no fireballs or anything of that nature. So let me get this straight, then you told GYPSY to grow up and get a reality check. Okay, now you must understand why I'm laughing. GYPSY isn't the one that made those things up. YOUR WIFE DID. Remember, when she was talking to you, about sending a fireball on us, and evoking a god to help you two win. So you pretty much just called YOUR WIFE, a fake. Nice one. Thattaboy Phoenix, start your marriage off by calling your wife's whole LIFE a scam. Did you hear him Karime? He said it's all false, that you basically lied. That's a way to show your unity guys, by calling each other fake. Awesome." The light caught the title for a second, a glint of gold reflecting off it. It shone into the camera for a few second before the light falls from it. "By the way Phoenix, I noticed how your computer made noise at the end of your last promo. That's wierd, because mine did too. Do you have mail? Because if I didn't know any better, I'd say you're copying me." He flashed a smile, as he walked off down the hall, heading to re-unite with the other half.