TO THE TOP OF THE WORLD. civil war series. MAIN INFLUENCE: Jeanette's promotional series for the Women's Title match at Civil War. PURPOSE: Kicking off a solid match, yay!. Next Match: Jeanette Salazar versus Angela Stewart. // WGEF: Civil War // 01.18.09 // Women's Title Match. The ringside area lights go completely out, as an opening beat begins to play. After around fifteen seconds of the beat playing, the sounds of Danity Kane's "Flawless" is heard booming from the public address system, as multiple spot lights begin to randomly go off on the stage. Emerging from behind the black curtain, is the gorgeous auburn haired beauty, which sends the entire arena packed full of people, into a major uproar. I walk out onto the stage stopping right at the edge of the stage, before walking onto the ramp. With a smile on my face, I bend just slightly, blowing a kiss to all the fans in attendance at tonight's event, my WGEF Women's Championship belt wrapped snuggly around my slender waist. Standing upright, I begin to slowly saunter down the ramp, swaying my hips in a very natural way, as I head down from the stage to the ring, stopping to shake and slap the hands of some of the fans on my way down. "Ladies and gentlemen, making her way to the ring from San Juan, Puerto Rico...she is the current WGEF Women's Champion...thee Beautiful Phenomenon...Jeanette Salazar!"the ring announcer, Kelly Young, says, as I move down the ramp staging towards the ring. As I get closer to the ring, I head up the steel steps, and go directly to the center of the ring apron, standing there for just a few minutes, before turning so that my back faces the ring and the front of my body faces the stage. I quickly unsnap the belt from around my waist, holding it up in the air for the crowd in attendance to see, before placing it on the ring apron between my feet, a smile proudly etched onto my face. Extending my arms along the top ring ropes, I grab a hold of them, planting one of my feet firmly on the bottom rope, using the other to push me up and over the ring ropes, doing a perfect back flip into the ring. The crowd, still cheering loudly for me in unison, snap pictures as I land on my feet inside the ring, with a smile on my face. Bending just slightly, I grab my championship belt and slowly walks further into the ring. Throwing my hands into the air, I go to the back right turnbuckle, climbing to the middle ropes and blows the crowd yet another kiss, before extending one of my arms out and doing a little chest shimmy while the other holds my championship belt into the air proudly, which seems to be a crowd pleaser. Jumping down from that turnbuckle, I then travel to the front left turnbuckle, climbing to the middle rope and repeating the actions, the crowd pop seems to be just as big on this side as it was for the other. With a smile on my face, I jump off the turnbuckle, placing my championship belt over my left shoulder, and head to the back of the ring, requesting a microphone form the ring announcer. Taking the microphone from Kelly Young, the crowd was still in an uproar for their favorite WGEF Diva, as I let a simple smile stretch across my gorgeous face. Slowly, I brought the microphone up to my luscious lips, which seemed to somewhat calm the crowd down...at least, calm them enough so that I could speak. "Wow" I start out saying, with a smile on my face. "Thank you so very much for the warm welcome. I absolutely adore it here in Tokyo" I said, as the crowd errupts in an uproar of cheers and claps. Cheap pop eh? Mick Foleyism at it's finest, haha. "But, in all seriousness, it's time to get down to some business. Now, I'm sure that all of you are well aware of what's going on tonight; Civil War. The very first pay-per-view event of the year for WGEF and what better place to host it, then here right?" I ask, as the crowd cheer again, which makes me smile even more. "Now, as amazing as it is to be here, there is something that is going to be even more amazing tonight, and that is my Women's Championship title match that's scheduled for later tonight. Afterward, of course I will sit with my hunnybun Kevin, and some very close friends completely glued to the monitors backstage -- including the newly married Mrs. Tapanga James -- as we watch her husband Dylan go up against my best friend, Chris McKenzie. Now, if that room wasn't going to be filled with any more awkwardness, just add to that fact, that I'll be holding onto my Women's Championship still, a title that she once held...months and months....and months and months ago" I say, as a light laugh escapes my lips. "Now, before all of that happens though, I get to defend this bad boy" I hold up my championship belt in the air, with pride and grace "against this woman" I say, as I point to the titantron and a picture of Angela Stewart standing backstage, getting prepared for the match is shown. Of course, she is fully dressed, we can't have WGEF get raided by the tv-patrol. "Now, we've all had the unfortunate opportunity to hear this overbearing, egotistical, idiot woman talk....and talk....and talk...and talk about everything under the sun. Actually, no, scratch that...not everything. The same thing over and over...and over again. She was like a repeatitive cow, all she did was say the same thing; how she was better then me and she'd prove that tonight, how she was more talented and much more smarter then I. How I was dumb and looked so much like G-Dub Bush" I say, as I roll my eyes. "Most importantly though, how she was going to take this baby, my championship belt away from me. Now, we can't have that happening, now can we? Of course not. It would be an absolute tragedy to have someone like her" I say, as I point at the screen "holding this belt, taking it from someone like me" I say, pointing at myself. "Someone the talent and caliber such as I, I honestly doubt that she will be walking out of this match tonight, out of this arena tonight, with my belt in her grasp. Hell, I honestly doubt that she'll be walking out at all. As most of you saw the other day on WGEF.com, my video blog stream that I did, I was not the same Jeanette Salazar that I usually am; I'm wasn't the same Jeanette Salazar that I am tonight. I showed a much more fierce, tenacious side of me, a side that really had never been seen in WGEF before and, quite frankly, it's been for good reason. It's hard as hell to find me some good competition now, could you imagine how much more hard it would be if that tenacious side of me began to show? Could you imagine how much more difficult it would be, to get people to agree on facing me. The only ones that would, would be girls that are on the same level as I, girls that know what it's like to be gifted, talented and absolutely amazing inside this ring" I say, as I point to the mat below me. "Girls like Kaylee Adams, Trish Stratus, Tapanga Britt-James and the like. Girls that have managed to make a career for themselves based on in-ring performance, talent and skill...not on who can give the better backstage blow job, who had the bigger blow up doll or who was more likely to be nicknamed Barbie. That's not how things work in WGEF and that is, most certainly, not how I work. Now, Angela Stewart, she is the fursthest thing from a Barbie that there could ever be. Far from it. Hell, I'm probably closer to being Barbie-like then she is and, honestly, if that's what people want to call me then so be it. I will proudly wear the name of Barbie...and, unlike the tramps that parade around some fake Barbie persona now; with their bleach blonde hair and personalized inflatible floating devices" I say, making two balloon sized boobs on my chest "My being named Barbie would have nothing to do with being a blonde bimbo whore, or any of the other sterotypes that fit" I say, as I slwoly begin to pace around in the ring, licking my lips in a very slow, delicate manner. "Barbie is something that is upheld with honor, with dignity. Barbie is respected and, though she is often duplicated, she can never be imitated and that is exactly how it is with me. People often times try to imitate what I do, who I am and how I act, they try so desperately to be just like me and they all fail. Just like all these girls that try so hard to be named wrestling's version of Barbie. All they do, is trash the title up and that really saddens me. Bratz can't compare to the perfection that is Barbie, and neither can Skipper, Theresa or any of the other wannabe imitations that are floating around out there. Barbie is a one-of-a-kind, an original. She epitomizes female perfection and that is exactly me in every sense of the word. I do my very best to be as perfect as humanly possible inside this ring and in every match that I am in. I show up and I give full, one hundred and ten percent of me every single time I perform and tonight, ladies and gentlemen, will be no different. The opponent may be new to me, seeing as I've never faced her before, but the outcome will still be the same. I will be victorious and I will walk out of Civil War tonight, and leave Tokyo still the WGEF Women's Champion. Tonight, ladies and gentlemen, I fully intend on rewriting history. At least, the history that surrounds this here belt" I say, as I hold up the belt again "and it's last few championship reigns. See, since I lost this baby back in October to Tappy James, it's gone through three different champions; Tapanga to Ivy and then back to yours truly, moi. And each of those reigns have lasted only a months worth of time each...well, except Ivy's. Her's was like a week and a half or so, but whatever. And tonight, I am going to change all of that. Tonight, I will retain this belt and continue to be a two time Women's Champion -- bypassing the dreaded one month reign that's become this belt. No offense to the previous two ladies that have held this belt during my absence, I'm sure they did the best that they could; but now the belt is back where it belongs, where it shouldve stayed from the beginning. It's back in the arms and around the waist of it's rightful owner, me. And, you can be certain that I will continue to blaze through the Women's Division until there is absolutely nothing and no one left for me to destroy, becoming a very proud champion. And, ladies and gentlemen, that all starts right here, tonight. I am on a new mission...a mission to bring some honor back to this division...honor that seems to be going to the dogs. We keep bringing in these new girls that don't ever seem to last around here longer then a month. Outside of Kaylee, Trish, Serenity and Courtney, I really and truly am the veteran diva on the roster now. In April I will have been here for a full year and with the departure of Summer Fox, that puts me as the longest signed WGEF Diva of the "new class" if you will. Kat Sanders; fired. That little chick that she used to run around with...what was her name? Evangeline somebody; fired. Sharmaine James; retired. Britney Orton-Jericho-Michaels-Maxwell, whatever she goes by these days....she's floating some where with her lips permanently wrapped around Orton's manmeat...so we can pretty much assume that her ass is fired to. That leaves me. And, a woman in that position, we just don't lose to girls like Angela Stewart. Tonight, Angela will finally realize why I am the WGEF Women's Champion, the greatest thing since sliced bread and the Beautiful Phenomenon...and tonight, her dreams of becoming a champion, the Women's Champion, will go up in a blaze of glory, because this baby" I say, as I lightly tap the belt with my hand "It ain't going anywhere but back around my sexy, slender little waist" I say, with a confident smile on my face. Looking over the crowd, I raise the belt one final time, as "Flawless" by Danity Kane begins to blare from the public address system. With a smile, I hand the microphone back to Kelly Young and use my free hand to blow a few more kisses to the fans, as they continue to cheer for me, their Women's Champion; their proud champion...their absolute favorite. And yes, dumbasses, the people actually do love me! As I exit the ring and walk down the steel steps, I slap a few more hands with the fans, giving them hugs and taking some pictures, as the camera's fade off to show a promotional commercial for the February pay-per-view event. As time begins to wind down, it's down to the wire. Within only a matter of mere minutes, I would be stepping out into that ring as the WGEF Women's Champion and not too long after, re-emerging backstage still the WGEF Women's Champion. My belt was wrapped tightly around my waist, as I gave myself a few more final look overs to make sure that everything was as it needed to be; from my hair to my makeup to the outfit I'd decided to wear, one that matched very nicely with the beautiful piece of championship gold that I proudly displayed on a constant basis. Licking my lips, I was completely satisfied with how things looked on me, and turned my attention to Kevin, who snuck up behind me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and leaned in, giving me a very gentle kiss on the lips, that -- though was sudden and quick, was still full of passion. "I love you baby" he said, as he pulled back from the kiss. "And no matter what happens, you are thee Queen of this company, you are the Women's Champion and you are the best around" he said, as he gave me a kiss on the forehead. "You'll be absolutely amazing tonight against Bernadette Peters and when you come back here, you will come back to my loving arms and your championship belt will still be right there where it rests now" he said, as he tapped the belt gently. "Go get 'em kid" he said, slapping me on the ass, which caused me to giggle and jump. "Thanks Kevvie. I honestly don't know what I'd do without you" I said, giving him another soft kiss on the lips. "I'll be back here and I will still be the champion. Period! I love you baby" I said, as I, gave him a third and final kiss. Once we broke it, I turned and headed towards the door of our joint lockerroom and walked out, closing the door behind me. Walking down the hall, I had many people that I'd worked with for months, friends that I'd made, wish me luck and offer their moral support, which made me smile. I let out a few deep breaths, stretching my arms out as I walked with a purpose in the direction of the WGEF ring. Tonight was Civil War and rightfully named, because this match between Angela and I was most definitely a war. As I turned the corner, I was stopped by Robert Levvy, the very man that had interviewed Angela only a few hours prior, regarding our match. I gave him a smile, as he held the microphone out, to interview me. "Ladies and gentlemen, I am standing here with the current, two time Women's Champion, Jeanette Salazar. She is looking to put yet another opponent away, in Angela Stewart and, on a very personal note, I couldn't find a better person to knock Angela off her high horse and right smack dab onto her over-inflated ass, then this girl right here" he said, as he patted my shoulder gently. "Well thanks, Robert" I said, with a laugh and a smile. "Jeanette, first of all, congradulations on your regaining the championship from Ivy Stratus almost a month ago, and congrats on your marriage. Secondly, tonight, you've got a big title defense against newcomer, Angela Stewart. What are your thoughts on this match?" he asked, as he held the microphone out to me. I licked my lips, placing my hands on my hips gently, looking at him. "Well, thanks on the congratulations. I absolutely adore being married to Kevin and adore being the Women's Champion. Umm, although, I don't quite think Angela's a new comer...is she? I really wouldn't know. I mean, I've barely paid enough attention to her this week, let alone throughout her career...whether it's been a month, a day, a week or a year. Regardless of how long or short her career has been, here in WGEF, tonight is not going to be a career making moment for her. She's going into this match thinking that some great big win over me is going to make her a legend, a hall of famer, some sort of idolized icon for the world that surronds us. She thinks that she can do a better job then I, at being champion, being the queen of WGEF then so be it, let her try. But I can guarantee you, Robert, that it'll be all she can do...try. She's not fighting someone with minimal skill that matches hers, like Ivy Stratus or Adalyn Raine. She's facing the big dogs now, she's facing your truly and inside that ring, there really is no one better. I was trained by three of the best minds in wrestling and UFC competition and my skills surpass just wrestling. I can do a mixture of things and counter damn near anything that the girl has to throw at me. Hell, I'm almost certain I actually can counter any move she's got. The point is, tonight Angela, is not your night to become some sort of legendary figure head for this companies women's division. They already have one, and you're looking at her. And this here belt, the one wrapped tightly around my waist" I said, as I point down to it "it's resting comfortably around the waist of the rightful owner, as it should be. And there is where it'll rest until I get tired of holding it and finally vacate it. And trust me dear one, that'll never happen. Ever!" I said, looking from the camera to Robert. "Now, I know all week that you've heard what she's said about you and what you've done. Care to comment on how she's coming across in her approach?" he asked, holding the microphone out to me agian. "Her approach? It's been weak at best. She's relied on some weak comments to try and get the best of me, she's compared me to people that aren't even relevant in this company and, the dumbass even went out on a limb to say that I'm not as good as her. That's right, I'm not as good as you" I said, which caused Robert to arch an eyebrow out of pure curiosity. "I'm better then you. That's why I am the Women's Champion -- a two time champion -- and you're not. You have never been and you will never be. Get that through your thick school, sweetie. This belt is mine, and it'll remain mine for as long as I want it to be. And tonight, it's not leaving my waist. But, you know Rob, this girl didn't just make herself out to be and seem like a complete ass, she contradicted herself so many times. I mean, first she said that I wasn't a legend and wasn't good enough to be compared to great names -- then she said I am a legend, but that it was time for a new, fresh face to hold this belt. So what is it, Angela? Am I a legend or am I not? Make up your mind, kid. Well, and then she goes on to talk about nouns, verbs, pronouns and whatever else other bullshit she managed to spew out, talking about me and my brainy ass being too cocky and that having smarts has nothing to do with being champion and being good, and that her not being smart wasn't going to stop her from being champion...then she twists it up and says I'm a dumbass, coming from the same damn dumb tree as George W. Bush, all the while calling herself brilliant. So, again, I ask you Angela -- which one is it? You can't have both, darling...it just doesn't work that way. Regardless, though, tonight will be the first, last and only night you ever get a chance at this belt, and I'll make sure that it's one that you will never, ever forget!" I said, you could see the passion and the tenacity in my eyes, I was completely focused on the match and retaining my belt. Robert nodded his head, as he brought the microphone back to his lips. "A follow up to that; have you seen what she's done in her time here in WGEF? Have you become aware of the types of people she's faced and has beaten during her young career with the company?" I shrugged my shoulders, and looked down at the ground "Honestly, Robert...I really don't know much about the people she's faced. I couldn't tell you who her first match was against, her second, her third or her fourth. I couldn't tell you who gave her that very first loss or that very first victory. And, the reason for that, is because she's never been a big enough blimp on my radar...she's never been a threat to me. And, honestly, she still isn't. I know she's faced and lost to Tapanga Britt-James and I know that she faced and beat Ivy Stratus to become the contender. But, that's as far as my knowledge of her little career goes. Sorry, I guess that's really of no use to ya, huh?" I said, letting out a little laugh and another shrug. "Fair enough, Jeanette. On the chance that you win, what do you think you will do after Civil War? Who will you face? Or will you go after something new? Something bigger?" he asked, looking at me. I smile at him, licking my lips gently, "Robert, on the chance that I win? There is no chance that I'll be winning. It's a foregone conclusion; I am winning this match tonight. Period, the end" I said, with a laugh. "But, honestly, I don't know what's next for me after this match. I know that this Friday I face another big mouthed brat, Adalyn Raine, in the main event match on Fight Night. I get to shut her up, just like I'm getting to shut Angela up tonight. After that, I really don't know what the future has in store for me. Definitely on to bigger and better things, that is for sure. And, I know I can't stay champion forever. Well, I can if I wanted to, and I totally do. But, sometimes things happen and you've got to decide between staying on the same level, beating the same people over and over and over again, and moving onward and upward. And me, I have plans that take me beyond this belt and this division. For now, though, I will enjoy my tenure as the Women's Champion, and continue to be the best champion that I can be. Next though, who knows...maybe find myself a partner and become a tag team champion. Or, maybe Trish and I can go a second round for her precious little Intercontinental championship belt...one that she just barely managed to escape with, that last time we faced off. Really, who knows. Guess we'll just have to wait and see" I said, with a smile on my face...as if I were trying to keep my future one big mystery. One thing was for certain though, my future was still keeping me in WGEF. "Well Jeanette, I wish to extend you the best of luck tonight in your match and I look forward to an after-match interview where you proudly display your freshly retained WGEF Women's Championship belt. I also thank you for taking the time to chat with me, before going out there to kick some butt. Any last words on your match and your opponent for tonight, Angela Stewart?" he asked, turning the microphone back to my direction. I shake my head and shrug my shoulders "Well, I honestly think I've said all I needed to say to her. Good luck Angela -- as hard as you'll be trying tonight, I will be going ten times harder. As fast as you move, I will be moving ten times faster. And as much as you want and crave for this belt, I will be pushing ten times harder to keep it from you. And, at the end of the night, I will still be your WGEF Women's Champion. Good luck kid, you're definitely going to be needing it" I said, as I gave Robert one last smile. Marching past him, I shook his head and continued down the corridor towards the black curtain that was only a few short steps away. Waiting patiently, the beginning of my entrance began to play as the crowd went into an uproar of cheers. Angela had already made her way to the ring by now, all that was left was for me to go out there, kick her ass, retain my belt and push forward, becoming the legend that I was meant to be.

TO THE TOP OF THE WORLD. civil war series. MAIN INFLUENCE: Jeanette's promotional series for the Women's Title match at Civil War. PURPOSE: To end an amazing series, that'll lead to yet another victory fot the lovely Miss. JeanieStarr! Next Match: Jeanette Salazar versus Angela Stewart. // WGEF: Civil War // 01.18.09 // Women's Title Match. The ringside area lights go completely out, as an opening beat begins to play. After around fifteen seconds of the beat playing, the sounds of Danity Kane's "Flawless" is heard booming from the public address system, as multiple spot lights begin to randomly go off on the stage. Emerging from behind the black curtain, is the gorgeous auburn haired beauty, which sends the entire arena packed full of people, into a major uproar. I walk out onto the stage stopping right at the edge of the stage, before walking onto the ramp. With a smile on my face, I bend just slightly, blowing a kiss to all the fans in attendance at tonight's event, my WGEF Women's Championship belt wrapped snuggly around my slender waist. Standing upright, I begin to slowly saunter down the ramp, swaying my hips in a very natural way, as I head down from the stage to the ring, stopping to shake and slap the hands of some of the fans on my way down. "Ladies and gentlemen, making her way to the ring from San Juan, Puerto Rico...she is the current WGEF Women's Champion...thee Beautiful Phenomenon...Jeanette Salazar!"the ring announcer, Kelly Young, says, as I move down the ramp staging towards the ring. As I get closer to the ring, I head up the steel steps, and go directly to the center of the ring apron, standing there for just a few minutes, before turning so that my back faces the ring and the front of my body faces the stage. I quickly unsnap the belt from around my waist, holding it up in the air for the crowd in attendance to see, before placing it on the ring apron between my feet, a smile proudly etched onto my face. Extending my arms along the top ring ropes, I grab a hold of them, planting one of my feet firmly on the bottom rope, using the other to push me up and over the ring ropes, doing a perfect back flip into the ring. The crowd, still cheering loudly for me in unison, snap pictures as I land on my feet inside the ring, with a smile on my face. Bending just slightly, I grab my championship belt and slowly walks further into the ring. Throwing my hands into the air, I go to the back right turnbuckle, climbing to the middle ropes and blows the crowd yet another kiss, before extending one of my arms out and doing a little chest shimmy while the other holds my championship belt into the air proudly, which seems to be a crowd pleaser. Jumping down from that turnbuckle, I then travel to the front left turnbuckle, climbing to the middle rope and repeating the actions, the crowd pop seems to be just as big on this side as it was for the other. With a smile on my face, I jump off the turnbuckle, placing my championship belt over my left shoulder, and head to the back of the ring, requesting a microphone form the ring announcer. Taking the microphone from Kelly Young, the crowd was still in an uproar for their favorite WGEF Diva, as I let a simple smile stretch across my gorgeous face. Slowly, I brought the microphone up to my luscious lips, which seemed to somewhat calm the crowd down...at least, calm them enough so that I could speak. "Wow" I start out saying, with a smile on my face. "Thank you so very much for the warm welcome. I absolutely adore it here in Tokyo" I said, as the crowd errupts in an uproar of cheers and claps. Cheap pop eh? Mick Foleyism at it's finest, haha. "But, in all seriousness, it's time to get down to some business. Now, I'm sure that all of you are well aware of what's going on tonight; Civil War. The very first pay-per-view event of the year for WGEF and what better place to host it, then here right?" I ask, as the crowd cheer again, which makes me smile even more. "Now, as amazing as it is to be here, there is something that is going to be even more amazing tonight, and that is my Women's Championship title match that's scheduled for later tonight. Afterward, of course I will sit with my hunnybun Kevin, and some very close friends completely glued to the monitors backstage -- including the newly married Mrs. Tapanga James -- as we watch her husband Dylan go up against my best friend, Chris McKenzie. Now, if that room wasn't going to be filled with any more awkwardness, just add to that fact, that I'll be holding onto my Women's Championship still, a title that she once held...months and months....and months and months ago" I say, as a light laugh escapes my lips. "Now, before all of that happens though, I get to defend this bad boy" I hold up my championship belt in the air, with pride and grace "against this woman" I say, as I point to the titantron and a picture of Angela Stewart standing backstage, getting prepared for the match is shown. Of course, she is fully dressed, we can't have WGEF get raided by the tv-patrol. "Now, we've all had the unfortunate opportunity to hear this overbearing, egotistical, idiot woman talk....and talk....and talk...and talk about everything under the sun. Actually, no, scratch that...not everything. The same thing over and over...and over again. She was like a repeatitive cow, all she did was say the same thing; how she was better then me and she'd prove that tonight, how she was more talented and much more smarter then I. How I was dumb and looked so much like G-Dub Bush" I say, as I roll my eyes. "Most importantly though, how she was going to take this baby, my championship belt away from me. Now, we can't have that happening, now can we? Of course not. It would be an absolute tragedy to have someone like her" I say, as I point at the screen "holding this belt, taking it from someone like me" I say, pointing at myself. "Someone the talent and caliber such as I, I honestly doubt that she will be walking out of this match tonight, out of this arena tonight, with my belt in her grasp. Hell, I honestly doubt that she'll be walking out at all. As most of you saw the other day on WGEF.com, my video blog stream that I did, I was not the same Jeanette Salazar that I usually am; I'm wasn't the same Jeanette Salazar that I am tonight. I showed a much more fierce, tenacious side of me, a side that really had never been seen in WGEF before and, quite frankly, it's been for good reason. It's hard as hell to find me some good competition now, could you imagine how much more hard it would be if that tenacious side of me began to show? Could you imagine how much more difficult it would be, to get people to agree on facing me. The only ones that would, would be girls that are on the same level as I, girls that know what it's like to be gifted, talented and absolutely amazing inside this ring" I say, as I point to the mat below me. "Girls like Kaylee Adams, Trish Stratus, Tapanga Britt-James and the like. Girls that have managed to make a career for themselves based on in-ring performance, talent and skill...not on who can give the better backstage blow job, who had the bigger blow up doll or who was more likely to be nicknamed Barbie. That's not how things work in WGEF and that is, most certainly, not how I work. Now, Angela Stewart, she is the fursthest thing from a Barbie that there could ever be. Far from it. Hell, I'm probably closer to being Barbie-like then she is and, honestly, if that's what people want to call me then so be it. I will proudly wear the name of Barbie...and, unlike the tramps that parade around some fake Barbie persona now; with their bleach blonde hair and personalized inflatible floating devices" I say, making two balloon sized boobs on my chest "My being named Barbie would have nothing to do with being a blonde bimbo whore, or any of the other sterotypes that fit" I say, as I slwoly begin to pace around in the ring, licking my lips in a very slow, delicate manner. "Barbie is something that is upheld with honor, with dignity. Barbie is respected and, though she is often duplicated, she can never be imitated and that is exactly how it is with me. People often times try to imitate what I do, who I am and how I act, they try so desperately to be just like me and they all fail. Just like all these girls that try so hard to be named wrestling's version of Barbie. All they do, is trash the title up and that really saddens me. Bratz can't compare to the perfection that is Barbie, and neither can Skipper, Theresa or any of the other wannabe imitations that are floating around out there. Barbie is a one-of-a-kind, an original. She epitomizes female perfection and that is exactly me in every sense of the word. I do my very best to be as perfect as humanly possible inside this ring and in every match that I am in. I show up and I give full, one hundred and ten percent of me every single time I perform and tonight, ladies and gentlemen, will be no different. The opponent may be new to me, seeing as I've never faced her before, but the outcome will still be the same. I will be victorious and I will walk out of Civil War tonight, and leave Tokyo still the WGEF Women's Champion. Tonight, ladies and gentlemen, I fully intend on rewriting history. At least, the history that surrounds this here belt" I say, as I hold up the belt again "and it's last few championship reigns. See, since I lost this baby back in October to Tappy James, it's gone through three different champions; Tapanga to Ivy and then back to yours truly, moi. And each of those reigns have lasted only a months worth of time each...well, except Ivy's. Her's was like a week and a half or so, but whatever. And tonight, I am going to change all of that. Tonight, I will retain this belt and continue to be a two time Women's Champion -- bypassing the dreaded one month reign that's become this belt. No offense to the previous two ladies that have held this belt during my absence, I'm sure they did the best that they could; but now the belt is back where it belongs, where it shouldve stayed from the beginning. It's back in the arms and around the waist of it's rightful owner, me. And, you can be certain that I will continue to blaze through the Women's Division until there is absolutely nothing and no one left for me to destroy, becoming a very proud champion. And, ladies and gentlemen, that all starts right here, tonight. I am on a new mission...a mission to bring some honor back to this division...honor that seems to be going to the dogs. We keep bringing in these new girls that don't ever seem to last around here longer then a month. Outside of Kaylee, Trish, Serenity and Courtney, I really and truly am the veteran diva on the roster now. In April I will have been here for a full year and with the departure of Summer Fox, that puts me as the longest signed WGEF Diva of the "new class" if you will. Kat Sanders; fired. That little chick that she used to run around with...what was her name? Evangeline somebody; fired. Sharmaine James; retired. Britney Orton-Jericho-Michaels-Maxwell, whatever she goes by these days....she's floating some where with her lips permanently wrapped around Orton's manmeat...so we can pretty much assume that her ass is fired to. That leaves me. And, a woman in that position, we just don't lose to girls like Angela Stewart. Tonight, Angela will finally realize why I am the WGEF Women's Champion, the greatest thing since sliced bread and the Beautiful Phenomenon...and tonight, her dreams of becoming a champion, the Women's Champion, will go up in a blaze of glory, because this baby" I say, as I lightly tap the belt with my hand "It ain't going anywhere but back around my sexy, slender little waist" I say, with a confident smile on my face. Looking over the crowd, I raise the belt one final time, as "Flawless" by Danity Kane begins to blare from the public address system. With a smile, I hand the microphone back to Kelly Young and use my free hand to blow a few more kisses to the fans, as they continue to cheer for me, their Women's Champion; their proud champion...their absolute favorite. And yes, dumbasses, the people actually do love me! As I exit the ring and walk down the steel steps, I slap a few more hands with the fans, giving them hugs and taking some pictures, as the camera's fade off to show a promotional commercial for the February pay-per-view event. As time begins to wind down, it's down to the wire. Within only a matter of mere minutes, I would be stepping out into that ring as the WGEF Women's Champion and not too long after, re-emerging backstage still the WGEF Women's Champion. My belt was wrapped tightly around my waist, as I gave myself a few more final look overs to make sure that everything was as it needed to be; from my hair to my makeup to the outfit I'd decided to wear, one that matched very nicely with the beautiful piece of championship gold that I proudly displayed on a constant basis. Licking my lips, I was completely satisfied with how things looked on me, and turned my attention to Kevin, who snuck up behind me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and leaned in, giving me a very gentle kiss on the lips, that -- though was sudden and quick, was still full of passion. "I love you baby" he said, as he pulled back from the kiss. "And no matter what happens, you are thee Queen of this company, you are the Women's Champion and you are the best around" he said, as he gave me a kiss on the forehead. "You'll be absolutely amazing tonight against Bernadette Peters and when you come back here, you will come back to my loving arms and your championship belt will still be right there where it rests now" he said, as he tapped the belt gently. "Go get 'em kid" he said, slapping me on the ass, which caused me to giggle and jump. "Thanks Kevvie. I honestly don't know what I'd do without you" I said, giving him another soft kiss on the lips. "I'll be back here and I will still be the champion. Period! I love you baby" I said, as I, gave him a third and final kiss. Once we broke it, I turned and headed towards the door of our joint lockerroom and walked out, closing the door behind me. Walking down the hall, I had many people that I'd worked with for months, friends that I'd made, wish me luck and offer their moral support, which made me smile. I let out a few deep breaths, stretching my arms out as I walked with a purpose in the direction of the WGEF ring. Tonight was Civil War and rightfully named, because this match between Angela and I was most definitely a war. As I turned the corner, I was stopped by Robert Levvy, the very man that had interviewed Angela only a few hours prior, regarding our match. I gave him a smile, as he held the microphone out, to interview me. "Ladies and gentlemen, I am standing here with the current, two time Women's Champion, Jeanette Salazar. She is looking to put yet another opponent away, in Angela Stewart and, on a very personal note, I couldn't find a better person to knock Angela off her high horse and right smack dab onto her over-inflated ass, then this girl right here" he said, as he patted my shoulder gently. "Well thanks, Robert" I said, with a laugh and a smile. "Jeanette, first of all, congradulations on your regaining the championship from Ivy Stratus almost a month ago, and congrats on your marriage. Secondly, tonight, you've got a big title defense against newcomer, Angela Stewart. What are your thoughts on this match?" he asked, as he held the microphone out to me. I licked my lips, placing my hands on my hips gently, looking at him. "Well, thanks on the congratulations. I absolutely adore being married to Kevin and adore being the Women's Champion. Umm, although, I don't quite think Angela's a new comer...is she? I really wouldn't know. I mean, I've barely paid enough attention to her this week, let alone throughout her career...whether it's been a month, a day, a week or a year. Regardless of how long or short her career has been, here in WGEF, tonight is not going to be a career making moment for her. She's going into this match thinking that some great big win over me is going to make her a legend, a hall of famer, some sort of idolized icon for the world that surronds us. She thinks that she can do a better job then I, at being champion, being the queen of WGEF then so be it, let her try. But I can guarantee you, Robert, that it'll be all she can do...try. She's not fighting someone with minimal skill that matches hers, like Ivy Stratus or Adalyn Raine. She's facing the big dogs now, she's facing your truly and inside that ring, there really is no one better. I was trained by three of the best minds in wrestling and UFC competition and my skills surpass just wrestling. I can do a mixture of things and counter damn near anything that the girl has to throw at me. Hell, I'm almost certain I actually can counter any move she's got. The point is, tonight Angela, is not your night to become some sort of legendary figure head for this companies women's division. They already have one, and you're looking at her. And this here belt, the one wrapped tightly around my waist" I said, as I point down to it "it's resting comfortably around the waist of the rightful owner, as it should be. And there is where it'll rest until I get tired of holding it and finally vacate it. And trust me dear one, that'll never happen. Ever!" I said, looking from the camera to Robert. "Now, I know all week that you've heard what she's said about you and what you've done. Care to comment on how she's coming across in her approach?" he asked, holding the microphone out to me agian. "Her approach? It's been weak at best. She's relied on some weak comments to try and get the best of me, she's compared me to people that aren't even relevant in this company and, the dumbass even went out on a limb to say that I'm not as good as her. That's right, I'm not as good as you" I said, which caused Robert to arch an eyebrow out of pure curiosity. "I'm better then you. That's why I am the Women's Champion -- a two time champion -- and you're not. You have never been and you will never be. Get that through your thick school, sweetie. This belt is mine, and it'll remain mine for as long as I want it to be. And tonight, it's not leaving my waist. But, you know Rob, this girl didn't just make herself out to be and seem like a complete ass, she contradicted herself so many times. I mean, first she said that I wasn't a legend and wasn't good enough to be compared to great names -- then she said I am a legend, but that it was time for a new, fresh face to hold this belt. So what is it, Angela? Am I a legend or am I not? Make up your mind, kid. Well, and then she goes on to talk about nouns, verbs, pronouns and whatever else other bullshit she managed to spew out, talking about me and my brainy ass being too cocky and that having smarts has nothing to do with being champion and being good, and that her not being smart wasn't going to stop her from being champion...then she twists it up and says I'm a dumbass, coming from the same damn dumb tree as George W. Bush, all the while calling herself brilliant. So, again, I ask you Angela -- which one is it? You can't have both, darling...it just doesn't work that way. Regardless, though, tonight will be the first, last and only night you ever get a chance at this belt, and I'll make sure that it's one that you will never, ever forget!" I said, you could see the passion and the tenacity in my eyes, I was completely focused on the match and retaining my belt. Robert nodded his head, as he brought the microphone back to his lips. "A follow up to that; have you seen what she's done in her time here in WGEF? Have you become aware of the types of people she's faced and has beaten during her young career with the company?" I shrugged my shoulders, and looked down at the ground "Honestly, Robert...I really don't know much about the people she's faced. I couldn't tell you who her first match was against, her second, her third or her fourth. I couldn't tell you who gave her that very first loss or that very first victory. And, the reason for that, is because she's never been a big enough blimp on my radar...she's never been a threat to me. And, honestly, she still isn't. I know she's faced and lost to Tapanga Britt-James and I know that she faced and beat Ivy Stratus to become the contender. But, that's as far as my knowledge of her little career goes. Sorry, I guess that's really of no use to ya, huh?" I said, letting out a little laugh and another shrug. "Fair enough, Jeanette. On the chance that you win, what do you think you will do after Civil War? Who will you face? Or will you go after something new? Something bigger?" he asked, looking at me. I smile at him, licking my lips gently, "Robert, on the chance that I win? There is no chance that I'll be winning. It's a foregone conclusion; I am winning this match tonight. Period, the end" I said, with a laugh. "But, honestly, I don't know what's next for me after this match. I know that this Friday I face another big mouthed brat, Adalyn Raine, in the main event match on Fight Night. I get to shut her up, just like I'm getting to shut Angela up tonight. After that, I really don't know what the future has in store for me. Definitely on to bigger and better things, that is for sure. And, I know I can't stay champion forever. Well, I can if I wanted to, and I totally do. But, sometimes things happen and you've got to decide between staying on the same level, beating the same people over and over and over again, and moving onward and upward. And me, I have plans that take me beyond this belt and this division. For now, though, I will enjoy my tenure as the Women's Champion, and continue to be the best champion that I can be. Next though, who knows...maybe find myself a partner and become a tag team champion. Or, maybe Trish and I can go a second round for her precious little Intercontinental championship belt...one that she just barely managed to escape with, that last time we faced off. Really, who knows. Guess we'll just have to wait and see" I said, with a smile on my face...as if I were trying to keep my future one big mystery. One thing was for certain though, my future was still keeping me in WGEF. "Well Jeanette, I wish to extend you the best of luck tonight in your match and I look forward to an after-match interview where you proudly display your freshly retained WGEF Women's Championship belt. I also thank you for taking the time to chat with me, before going out there to kick some butt. Any last words on your match and your opponent for tonight, Angela Stewart?" he asked, turning the microphone back to my direction. I shake my head and shrug my shoulders "Well, I honestly think I've said all I needed to say to her. Good luck Angela -- as hard as you'll be trying tonight, I will be going ten times harder. As fast as you move, I will be moving ten times faster. And as much as you want and crave for this belt, I will be pushing ten times harder to keep it from you. And, at the end of the night, I will still be your WGEF Women's Champion. Good luck kid, you're definitely going to be needing it" I said, as I gave Robert one last smile. Marching past him, I shook his head and continued down the corridor towards the black curtain that was only a few short steps away. Waiting patiently, the beginning of my entrance began to play as the crowd went into an uproar of cheers. Angela had already made her way to the ring by now, all that was left was for me to go out there, kick her ass, retain my belt and push forward, becoming the legend that I was meant to be.