I hadn't even been in the company for a month and yet, the talent hadn't seemed to be anything that I couldn't handle.  Sure there were the occasional whores--I mean divas that could probably handle themselves in a match with me as well as I could handle myself but there was nobody like me in this company and I was all ready sure of that.  I am sure there were a few that may have had a similar style in the ring as I have but as far as personality and their personal lives go; there's nobody in the same category as me.

I had found the Elite Republic's locker room at least ten minutes ago but I didn't want to go in there; I wanted to be alone and I knew that if I went in there, I would not be alone at all.  It wasn't that I didn't like to be apart of stables because I did and even in the previous company that I was employed by, I had been apart of a stable and it was a bit more comforting knowing that three of those stars were in the Elite Republic now.  I also knew Banch Morgan maybe not so much on a personal level as I do now but I did know him.

Knowing people wasn't my problem.  It was more of a getting along type of problem that I had with anybody really.  There had only been a few superstars that I had befriended in my illustrious but short career as a wrestler.  Otherwise, I pretty much kept to myself.  I was better off by myself because then I couldn't get attached to anybody and have them leave out of the middle of nowhere and to never be seen again.   I didn't trust easily which came as a surprise to myself when I had agreed to join the Elite Republic but it was a good--no, a great move for my career.

.xxMikah  "Now if it could only be seen as a great move after this match."

I was back to socializing with myself which wasn't all that different from before.  I pushed a door open and found an empty storage like closet.  I sighed in relief and sat down on the cold, hard floor.  It may not have been all that comfortable but it sure as hell was quiet and I was alone.  I sighed and leaned my back against the wall and carefully let my head hit the wall as well. I calmed my heart rate down through deep breaths as I let my eyes close to relax.

Things in my mind weren't right at all.  I wasn't at the top of the company and I was no longer seen as the best in the company but now seen as a nobody. It was weird going from a somebody to a nobody but I suppose that I will get used to it. I hit my head gently back against the wall as I continued to think about the match.

Summer Stratus seemed so…unoriginal? There’s just something about that last name that I do not like. Sure, Trish Stratus was somewhat of a legend to the wrestling world for women but coming from a family with a brother that was also in the wrestling world, it made me resent my last name even more. I never liked to ride the tails of my brother’s success and I had proved that I could live without him and be my own person in the wrestling world. And what Summer was to the wrestling world was really no concern to me, as long as I beat her on Shockwave. She could probably crush me with just her weight. It was almost as if she didn’t care about what she looked like but me, on the other hand, I cared about my appearance, I cared about my weight.

.xxMikah  "Somebody needs to teach her to go on a diet."

It was a pitiful thing to say, really. Picking on somebody because of how much they weighed but my issues with my own weight brought everybody else’s weight up to eye level. Self conscious was what I was but not to the extreme amount of where I watched every little thing I did. Second guessing myself? At times but only when I didn’t think that I had the skills or the ability to compete in the ring with the competitors that I was booked against and this definitely wasn’t the case.

I wasn’t too thrilled that the tag match was actually an intergender match which meant that if I was in the ring with Javen at any time, he could lay his filthy paws on me and I wouldn’t like it. I didn’t want to fight a guy in fear of them molesting me in a way that I all ready knew that they would. It was a weird fear because with my past history, I shouldn’t fear wrestling a man but here I was, not wanting to do it. Maybe it wasn’t fear per se but it was something of the sort.

.xxMikah  "He better not lay his filthy hands on me."

I was talking to myself again but it didn’t matter because whether I talked to any of the members of the Elite Republic or if I talked to the wall, there wasn’t going to be an answer that would satisfy me because I will probably end up in the ring with him and I don’t even know him or his personality to know whether or not he would let me tag Lionheart in or not.

I grabbed my cell phone from my purse and pulled it out to look at the time. I hadn’t known how much time I had spent alone but I imagined that it was at least twenty minutes if not more. It was a good amount of time that I’d had to myself so I felt that I could go into the locker room and not feel overwhelmed with the other superstars in there.

I pulled myself up to my feet and took a deep breath before grabbing my duffel bag and slinging it over my shoulder. The issues I had with myself weren’t enough to keep me from competing in that ring tonight. I all ready knew that Javen and the diva with the same last name as Trish Stratus thought that they could beat Lionheart and I without a shadow of a doubt but they should be worried because it’s not going to be a walk in the park. It wouldn’t be a walk in the park for either of us but in my mind, I knew that Lionheart and I were better than Javen and Summer.

I pulled the door open to see Lionheart standing there and I frowned slightly, faltering a little. I didn’t know why he was there or how he even knew that I was in this small space of a room.

.xxMikah  "What?"

He just raised an eyebrow and peered into the small space. I gave him a skeptical look before beginning to walk towards the Elite Republic’s locker room. He frowned at my little reaction and followed me.

.<>Lionheart  "You know we have a match tonight, right?"

I frowned. Obviously I knew that we had a match tonight; I was here, wasn’t I? I gave him a look and just shook my head.

.xxMikah  "Yes, I know that we have a match tonight; I may be skinny but I’m not stupid but I’m sure that you know that."

He nodded his head. He knew that, he had been in a stable with me before and he definitely knew that I was not a stupid person. We both began walking towards the Elite Republic’s locker room in silence. We didn’t have anything to say at all but I stopped abruptly and grabbed his arm by his elbow.

.xxMikah  "Look, we had better win tonight in this match otherwise it will make the Elite Republic look weak and dumb and we are not dumb. Banch Morgan is in no way, shape, or form is dumb seeing as he created this stable and to lose would make him look…stupid and we don’t want that."

I shook my head no to make my words mean all that much more and have a greater effect to them. I was never good at making a pep talk but I had to try because it was our first big match in the company and it was the main event which put more pressure on the both of us to do well.

.xxMikah  "I’ve been in a stable with you before and I know that you’re not dumb either. I know that we can win our match tonight on Shockwave because Javen and Summer Stratus don’t know what we’re capable of and even if they did do their homework on us, they’ll never be as good as we are or have been in the past and they can say that the past is just the past and that’s it but the past is what made us who we are today and we can utilize that to our advantage. They don’t know what we can get done in the ring and I don’t plan on letting them know either."

I gave him a look before continuing on.

.xxMikah  "You better be at the top of your game tonight because I know that I am going to be."

It was a simple warning and nothing else. Lionheart and I had started to get along earlier in the previous stable we had been in but nothing else. I gave him a stern look before disappearing into the locker room as the scene faded to an end.

.-xx--.

I jerked the microphone out of Sabrina’s hand after sending her a glare and motioned for her to exit the ring, which she did but she had a glare on her face.

.xxMikah  "Okay you stupid fans, listen up. Tonight on shockwave I’m in the main event and you know what? I’ve only been in this company for like what? A week, maybe two and I’m in the main event all ready. I must really be loved here or something. Or maybe it’s because I’m apart of the Elite Republic which is probably the best stable that this company has ever seen."

I smirked as I dropped my wrist just for a few seconds to let the fans boo me some more.

.xxMikah  "Yes, it is the best stable ever and tonight I team up with Lionheart to take on Javen and Summer Stratus. Another Stratus? There must be an overflow of wrestling stars�?relations circulating through the MSN circuit. But like I said earlier, I’m not intimidated by her and I all ready know that I can beat her. Why? Hell, because I’m apart of the Elite Republic and that right there guarantees Lionheart and I the win. You can love us or hell, you can hate us but either way you will respect us. So come shockwave tonight, Lionheart and I will be the winners, not Summer and Javen. So after this win, all of you fans and the superstars and divas in the back will have to respect us."

I smirked again before dropping the microphone down and exiting the ring as my music hit the P.A. system. I ignored the fans as I walked backstage.