yup.  Logan Rocha; One of the greatest in WCW. Logan Rocha; a champion in her own eyes. Logan Rocha; the cheater who had to pull tights just to win a match. Now she was the laughing stock in WCW, and once again she would have to prove herself that she was still the best. Backstage superstars had been whispering about how Trish had it won, how great Trish was. It didn't matter anymore, in Logan's eyes; Trish was nothing more then a has been. The arena had been empty for days, superstars came and went as they pleased; backstage crew members were getting ready for Thunder which would air the next night. Another chance for Logan and Trish to step into the ring with one another. The only difference? Logan now had a partner. Brian West, the younger brother of Jimmy Stryker. Shouldn't he have the same last name? Oh well, that was besides the point. Logan sat in the middle of the empty crowd; her legs sprawled out resting on the chair in front of her. Her blue eyes glazed over with irritation, amazment, and selfishness. It was obvious in the eyes of others that Logan needed to do some repenting, some praying, some sort of apology. But did you honestly think, you were going to get it? Running her tongue along the top of her lip, Logan stares into the empty ring. Logan Rocha - "I've played this games, beat this games. One false step, and I get pushed down to where I began. Do you think your so brutel Trish? Brutel enough to take me down? You may have had me beaten on monday night, but obviously you weren't good enough. Sure, I may have won by cheating. But a win..is a win. Nothing more. Tomarrow night, I'll show you how things roll around here. Even if that means I have to cheat again. You're in for the surprise of your life when you feel my hands bruising your flesh and making you scream out in pain. Anything you've been through before this will seem like a game of go-fish with a five year old and you'll be begging to get out of the ring. Hell you might even just lay down and let me win. Don't do that Trish, show me you have talent...oh wait, that's right, you don't and never have. Things are about to change here in WCW, people are about to get hurt. I'm not taking things lightly anymore. I'm taking people down, and i'm taking names. I WILL stay undefeated here in WCW, I WILL prove that I am the greatest thing that has EVER stepped into a WCW ring." Breathing in softly, Logan leans back into her seat. Logan Rocha - "Sure I have a partner this time around, but lets get serious; I don't need a partner to beat you or your boytoy. I could do it with my eyes closed. Just because you are a former women's champion doesn't mean that now you have a prayer in hell of winning it. Keep deluding yourself if you wish to though. Deny that your fall will be at my hands. Train until your little heart is going to burst Ms Stratus. When you lose again Trish, it'll be the highlight of my night. It will prove to everyone; management, your fans, the world; that you are nothing as a hasbeen. Even with Chris Blaze at your side.That you don't have the talent you had a few years ago. You wanna fight like a real champion? I'll give you a fight, but you just remember sweetie just WHO your in the ring with. Because if you piss me off just hard enough? I'll make sure you remember my name." Logan turns her head slightly, watching as a man check the ropes on the ring. Logan Rocha - "Sure I have a partner, and i'm sure he will do me a great deal of favors. But as I said earlier, do I really need him? Do I REALLY need him to help me beat a FORMER champion and her little pet? I don't think so. Sure, people may like you because you think your great. But let me point something out dollface; I can be and will be so much better then you tomarrow night and at Halloween Havoc.Trish, you may be my biggest threat in this company, but I will destroy you. You may be a top competitor in the eyes of Roode, who obviously thinks you have a chance at actually getting your greedy little hands on the womans title, but tomarrow night you will be NOTHING. After Halloween Havoc, your chances are over. YOU DO NOTHING IN THE CORPORATION. You take little jabs at how I cheat and thats the reason i'm undefeated. That's funny. I'd rather be someone who puts effort into something, then coming out  with a last ditch effort to try and show the world "I was trying". Face the facts darling, cheating or not; i'm still better then you. You were the one who went to rude, whining to him that I cheated and now you got a match booked. Guess what, I'll beat you again, just to prove a fact that you're nothing more than the Mordecai of WCW. Overhyped and garbage. So tomarrow night, you bring your little boy toy; and i'll bring my steroid taking friend. But in the end darling, I will prove to you and the world; that both of you don't have chances."  Running her hands through her long blonde hair, Logan stands up and moves through the empty chairs as the scene fades.