All that can be seen at first is darkness, as the scene opens. Voices can be heard, but it's pitch black. Suddenly, a pair of green eyes come into view. It's a bit odd, just a pair of green eyes on display amidst a black backdrop. Before long, a pair of blue eyes can be seen as well. The eyes begin poppin up every which way, voices attached to them. Whatever they're all talking about, isn't known, considering they are all speaking at once. It's a few seconds before the screen begins minimizing, the outside ring of eyes falling away. The view continues to minimize, it would appear, on a pair of bright blue eyes. They stand out among the rest, and must be the reason why the camera continually zooms in on them. When all is left but the pair of bright blue eyes, the camera begins to withdraw. This time a body is attached to the eyes, and the background is a tan colored wall. No more eyes, just one pair. "Can you feel them? They're watching. Always watching. They watched me as I walked into the first Domain, and gained momentum as I went. They watched me as I was forced to step down from competition in order to focus on personal issues outside of the ring. They waited for me to return, and there's no doubt that they'll be watching me tonight, making sure I'll perform at the same level I performed at last time. I impressed many last time I was here. I won my three matches in GWE easily, and I had an Extreme Icon Championship title shot on my hands. It was outside circumstances that brought me down, but it won't happen this time. However, I don't think a GWE title is in my future, but rather a Domain one. Sounds rather nice, doesn't it? It would appear the only person standing in my way, the number one contender to the Bytch Championship, is my opponent on Chaos Theory, Jessica Stryker." She looked around at her new locker room she had acquired. Gypsy had offered to turn hers into a 'Mafia Girls' locker room, and the girls could share, but Talon opted for a single. It wasn't that she didn't want to share because she didn't mind it. Gypsy and Talon should basically share a closet anyway, considering the two were always burrowing clothes and whatnot. It was more that Talon enjoyed her alone time, especially before a match. Call it meditation, call it concentration, but whatever it was, she savored it. "You talk a big game against me for someone who doesn't know me, nor cares to know me. I know you have this whole gameplan walking into this match, Jess. About how you'll make quick work of me, and walk out with your hand raised. I know what you haved planned, and you should know that I plan on doing everything within my power to stop it from happening. I brother wrestles within the industry as well, but you won't hear me bragging about it anytime soon. I'm my own person Jess, I make my own career, and my family has nothing to do with my success. On the other hand, it seems like you cling to the Stryker name, considering all you've been able to do thus far is talk about your brother. It might have been changed, but last time I checked it was Jessica Stryker's name on the card, and not Jimmy's." She flashed a piece of paper to the camera. It appeared to have the matches written on it. Talon had a habit of never checking the card, and yes it was a bad habit. She just never found herself wanting a look at it. Her confidence wasn't the issue, but her lack of time. So, Gypsy had been so kind as to write the matches down for her. Talon swore, without the Mafia Girls, she didn't know where she'd be. "It surprises me, that you start off your promo saying how you don't know me, yet you claim to know what's on my mind. I've never met a psychic before, but perhaps I finally have. Fuck or be fucked, you say? Well, I should inform you that Bella Donna already tried to pull that one on me hun, it's been used. So you supposily know what's on my mind, I supposily have no talent, and I supposily have a boyfriend. Well, you're obviously no mind reader since what I'm actually thinking about is getting the three count on you. I obviously do have talent, considering that I'm undefeated within the Domain. Oh, and I'm not sure where you're getting your information, but I don't have a boyfriend. Have you been on Perezhilton.com lately? I hear he's been posting fake rumors about Zarek too." She laughed at her little joke, about the fued between Roxy and Zarek, as well as Jessica's ignorance. If Jess was referring to Phoenix, she must be mistaken, considering Phoenix was married to another woman. Someone needs to do her homework. "Oh and I liked how you tried to play off your lose to Gypsy last week. I heard you were arrogant, but you didn't sstrike me as a liar as well. You know, someone who will lie when faced with a lose. Tell me Jess, who exactly would pay you off? Especially against Gypsy who has done more than you can ever hope to do. Would it be Roxy? Who last time I heard doesn't really even like Gyps. If anything, she'd pay you to BEAT Gyspy, not lose to her. Did Gypsy supposily pay you off? What would be the reason for that? Exactly. She kicked your ass, fair and square, you just can't accept it. Well, one thing's for sure, once this match is over, and I'm declared winner, there will be no calling 'pay off'." She opened the door to her locker room, giggled, and skipped out the door. Where she was headed, only she knew.