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× title. re: Elena alone in her office.
× people mentioned. Elena Sanchez, Chance Kennedy (obviously), and Ted DiBiase.
× next match. No match has been set....yet!
× out of character comment. okay so here is her debut, lol. i assume you still wanted to do this whole thing between chance and elena? i dunno, just let me know if you don't and we can just, erm, i dunno i'll figure something out lol. otherwise; feel free to continue, anyone, and no attack please. thanks!

It had been more then eight months since the world of professional wrestling �?most importantly, Professional Wrestling Inc �?had seen the bright, shining, beautiful face of the bodacious blonde that the fans came to know and love…or, at least know�?Chance Kennedy was one of the PWI originals. She was one of the first females to sign with the company in its original run, long before some of the so called “greatest stars to ever grace PWI�?came along…and one of the first to sign back to PWI. Her most notable accomplishments, being crowned the first ever Diamond Championess, co-holding the belt with that mutant from Russia, Katya Rose. These two females absolutely despised each other, and everyone in the company was torn…having to choose a side. Fifty percent of the company, and its share holders would choose Katya. She was the more "suitable" one. Of course, that was the same fifty percent that would preach to Chance about her constant promiscuity and her love for freelance sex. Chance was a very "what you see is what you get" type of girl…and she was very open about her sexual needs, desires and wants…as well as her sexual past. It became sort of her niche, some would say. The other fifty percent of the company �?the likes of close friends like Scarlett Manson, Tara Wilson and yes, even the disputably respectable Ryan Payne �?were all rooting for Chance. And, despite their many differences, and the fact that they could never seem to utter a single nice word to one another…ever…Ryan and Chance had a mutual respect for one another. Some could say it was sexual tension, but then again…if you were ever around these two long enough you’d realize, those some were probably high on the good stuff. Ryan and Chance were both obviously attractive people and it would be no wonder why it’d be easy for people to assume they’d just want to …ahem, do it like they do on the discovery channel. But honestly speaking, that thought never crossed either of their minds. At least, not that they’d admit.

Another, more vivid memory that Chance has within the company is the infamous First Blood match with Katya, where she was accused �?and found guilty of �?stabbing the woman. All’s fair in love and war, was Chance’s outtake. And, after all, the match was First Blood. Bleeding by any means necessary. But, Naomi James didn’t see it that way, and neither did Alex Mahone. Both had her indefinitely suspended in March that lasted all the way until the end of May, when she finally made a return…all thanks to Jack Daniels, who was definitely a long-lasting and proud, ChancieK fan. Of course he had ulterior motives…and despite her history as a sex fiend, she never did sleep with Daniels. As attractive as he was, he was still as repulsive, disgusting and pathetic to her after he lifted her suspension, as he was the first time she ever met the man. Be that as it may, Naomi used her powers of ownership to review the tape and, for whatever reason, felt the need to suspend Chance from action. And Mahone agreed on the suspension. Not because he felt that she deserved it…but because he owed her a little revenge. See, in November of 2007, Chance managed to sink her claws into Mahone, which was probably the cause of his personal life dramas. His girlfriend, at the time, managed to get herself a contract with PWI…she was like the vapor rub girl or something. Nonetheless, she was there. And, at the November pay-per-view event, Chance stormed into Mahone’s office and demanded something that she felt she rightfully earned; a shot at the, then, PWI Bloodsport Championship belt. His response was “I’ll consider it”…which never seemed to please Chance. It wasn’t just about the belt to her, either. For her, she had a major bone to pick with the champion at the time, Ambika Renton that lasted them more then a year. They first met in ROW, and in their last match with the company, at its last huge pay-per-view event, Chance’s Revolution Championship belt was on the line, and the match ended in a no contest. Both girls managed to beat the holy hell out of each other, and left far too much blood and guts in the ring to be able to determine an actual winner. That never sat well with either of them, and it was only a matter of time before they would meet in the ring again. And Chance, well, she took it upon herself to up the pace a bit, by demanding a match with Ambika �?for her championship belt this time. Two weeks would pass and Chance would get no response, so what does she do? She toys with Mahone in a way that, well, was pretty despicable. She’d sneak into his office and leave a pair of �?always new �?panties tucked somewhere as a “present�? She’d stash her room key in the pocket of his jacket and left love notes, roses and various other items around for Mahone �?and his girlfriend �?to see. This caused quite the stir between the two. So much so, that she demanded he have no interaction or contact with the blonde beauty…ever! Well, being the General Manager and all, he very well couldn’t promise that, despite the efforts, and he’d found himself in rather compromising positions with the delicious blonde babe. She made it abundantly clear, she’d go as far as she needed to, to get what she wanted and what she wanted, was Ambika Renton. It almost seemed as if Mahone loved the attention he got, because he never would give in…and finally, Jack Daniels took it upon himself to step in. He arranged a match between Chance and Mahone’s girlfriend at the time, Sophia �?with Mahone as the special guest referee. However, Mahone took it a step further, by making it a no disqualifications match, which never seemed to please Sophia.

The match would soon change, when news broke that Chance was pregnant, and the daddy was Mahone. A replacement was added to the match for Chance, a friend in the form of the equally devilish and evil, Khia Carson. Minutes before the match, the truth spelt out that Chance wasn’t pregnant, the match continued and Sophia would score her first �?and only �?victory in PWI…ever. But that never stopped Chance from getting a few licks in, just to show Mahone her relentlessness wouldn’t end on that night. And, despite the somewhat happy ending for Mahone, it proved to be only the start of his personal issues. So many would follow, Sophia never forgave him for all the things that happened with Chance, including the match he made. Not to mention the fact that she sternly believed he had slept with the girl…at least once…though, it never happened. They never reconciled after that, many times they’d try but a new problem would surface and for that, Mahone wanted his own personal revenge on Chance. After all, wouldn’t you? He did view her as the one that started the downward spiral that’s become his life. The source to his agonizing pain and year full of regrets and mishaps, the major one being the loss of his lucky lady friend. Hence why he was so obliged to suspend Chance, without even taking into consideration the fact that, the match was mad first blood �?there are no rules in first blood. He denied the revenge theory, but everyone �?including Daniels and Chance �?knew that was the sole purpose of her being suspended. That and, Naomi’s need for political correctness and to be the spit-spot, shiny little starlet…she couldn’t employ someone with the sexual past like Chance. That’d be like befriending Paris Hilton and Britney Spears. When Chance finally did return, in late May, she was first ordered as the special guest referee in the championship bout between Katya Rose and Ambika Renton. But that never came to be, mainly because of contract issues between Chance and PWI, and the fact that Naomi �?and Mahone �?was adamant on getting Chance out of the company. They successfully did, when she sent them a final farewell, boot to the ass on her way out. She quit! But that was well over seven months ago, and it was a new day and age for PWI…and Chance was back, and definitely better then ever before.

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the diamond duchess. miss chance kennedy.

Chance Riley Kennedy, a name that has become both synonomous with legendary female wrestlers such as Tara Wilson, Scarlett Manson, Rain Storms and the like and infamous with her spectacular view on life, her explicit sexual history and her witty comments...not to mention the knockout body that every man wanted to have as their own, and every woman wished they could have. The famous words of Sable's come to mind when describing Chance Kennedy; the men come to see her, and the women wish they could be her. After all, she's a fucking knockout, the first ever CPW/pWi Diamond Championess (holding it with Katya Rose after their vicious first blood match, in which Chance stabbed Katya with an extremely sharp 'foreign' object). Hey, her view on it; first blood means anything goes. Besides, it's not like the bitch was actually missed in pWi during her breif little break to heal from her injury. They had the better half of the champion to gawk at constantly, that being ChancieK. Not to mention she was the first and only female to hold the RoW Revolution Championship and UWC Women's Championship consecutively -- oh yes, she was bold enough to be employed with two seperate companies at the same time. Uncanny, wouldnt'cha think? Well, that's just how ChancieK is, actually. Not to mention she is a two time Playboy covergirl, one was a solo stint where she graced the covers at the beginning of her career willingly and the second was a dual edition where she graced the cover with her best friend in the entire world, her tag team partner and the lesbian love of her life; Karina Sticino. Oh yes, the Dream Team was, in fact, in Playboy together and it was the best selling copy of Playboy featuring any female wrestlers. That's just because those two, together, are fucking hot. Now, despite the fame she still managed to keep one thing common with the ChancieK of old; she was still a vicious little bitch. And now, it would seem that Shimmer Wrestling Alliance; SWA, would be able to finally get a taste of what a real woman wrestler, a real champion, a real fucking knockout was like.

As she sauntered through the hallowed halls of this cold January evening's venue hosting SWA's event, she had a confident smirk on her face. She held her hobo Louis Vutton bag over her shoulder and over the other was a much larger LV luggage bag that seemed to be jam packed with ChancieGear. What is ChancieGear? Well, it's her clothes, obviously. Rumors were running around the internet that Chance was taking on the wrestling and fashion world, releasing her very own clothing line and, truth be told, she was. But, she still had months to perfect the style and the clothes before anyone would be able to buy them. And, this wasn't clothes for the normal woman, oh no. They were much too bold, much to sexy for the normal woman. They were for the woman wanting to work that inner slut, that inner vixen, that inner pioneer power-woman, a woman like Chance Kennedy. Her LV, black stileeto heels tapped the ground as she walked, her silky smooth, very sexy and evenly tanned legs were in full view of the SWA camera's as she walked. The camera's moving upward more, they only pushed to reveal a very tight, micro-mini dress that hugged her body nicely. The skirt had barely enough material to cover her ass, let alone those slender, ultra-sexy, very toned thighs she had, and showed off the vivacious curves of her hips, her thighs and that apple-bottom ass she had. Oh yes, she was the epitome of sexual perfection, was Chance Kennedy. She was simply fucking stunning. Moving upward, the dress had quite the plunging neckline, with only a very thin strap that went across the center of her tress, connecting the two sides of the dress to keep them in place and covering majority of her breasts. We couldn't very well have the FCC hound Chance on her first appearance since signing with SWA. Not even she would do that...or would she? Though a good part of her breasts were still showing, she still maintained enough of the dress to cover enough of her body. Her toned body just looked impeccible in the dress, she truly was the blonde perfection that every woman wished they could be. Her golden locks hung over her shoulder perfectly, very light curls to them as her hair bounced with her walk. She had her hair pinned back with bobbypins that were barely noticeble, a slight hump created from her bangs, at the top of her head...it was the very "in style" for hair do's these days. As she rounded a corner, she stopped and fixed her attire, before proceeding to knock on the door she was in aim for. Her head seemed to block the name, however, as the camera's rounded her, when the door swung open the raven-haired vixen that ran things, Elena Sanchez, opened the door. A huge grin appeared on her face as she and the bodacious blonde embraced in, what seemed to be, a very friendly -- and very arousing, for the male fans -- hug. Elena quickly opened her office doors for her blonde counterpart, whom she seemed to know quite well. As Elena closed the door, Chance dropped her belongings on the floor and the two embraced in another hug, just as the camera's snuck in enough to get full coverage of the happenings in Elena's office.

Elena Sanchez: "My God, it has been such a long, long time since I last saw you, how have you been?" she asked as her eyes moved to Chance's face, they slowly let go of their warm embrace.

Chance Kennedy: "Better then fucking ever, girl. You have no idea how much I've missed you! And, trust me, it has been a long time since we last saw each other. I've done so many things with my life and career, you wouldn't even begin to believe. But, that's all for a different time and date, babe. Right now, it's about this place, about now" Chance said, as she slowly rolled her pierced tongue over her glossed over lips, with a sexy, very confident smirk on her face. "You made the right decision when you signed me, Elena. Trust me, these bitches couldn't hold a fucking candle to me, if their lives depended upon it. None of them, especially not the so called current champion, Cadence. I am Chance fucking Kennedy, I've eaten bitches like her for breakfast" she said, a smirk on her face still.

Elena Sanchez: "Still the same old Chance. Cocky as ever. Well, let me be the first to welcome you to SWA girl. I can't wait to see the infamous Chance Kennedy in action, giving these girls a run for their money, definitely" she said, with a smile. "And I am sure you'll be a champ..." before she could finish the sentence, Ted DiBiase, who was still in the room with them, cleared his throat, thwarting their attention from each other back to him.

Chance Kennedy: "Well, well, what do we have hear. A welcoming party for me? Oh Elena, you shouldn't have" Chance said, with a smirk. "Eh, not exactly my cup of tea...smaller then I like, but doable" she said, as she eyed him over, walking closer to him. She rounded his body, taking a gander at him in his little suit, a smirk on her face. "Well, at least he has a nice ass...maybe there's something worth while about him after all" she said, as her gaze fell from his body to his eyes. He had a rather cocky smirk on his face, as he starred down at the beautiful blonde that stood before him.

Ted DiBiase Jr.: "I'm no one's welcoming party, sweetheart" he said, as he looked at Chance. "I'm the first ever SWA World Heavyweight champion and happily commited to my girlfriend, the first ever Women's Champion for this company, Jenna Helmsley" he said, that smirk only growing more and more as he peered down at Chance, who had a smirk of her own on her face.

Chance Kennedy: "Pish posh, love. Just minor details, I assure you" she said, as she swung ber body around, letting her gorgeous golden locks slap him in the face some. She let out a little giggle, as the aroma from her freshly clensed hair hit his nose waves. "Seriously Elena, this is the best that you have to offer the world?" Chance asked, as she pointed back at Ted DiBiase. "Looks like you signed me just in time, babe" Chance said, with a smirk on her face, as she looked back at DiBiase, who still had his eyes locked on hers. Could you blame him....she was a fucking knock out, he couldn't help himself.

Ted Dibiase Jr.: "No one is better then me, blondie. And no one is better then Jenna" he said, as he walked past Chance, who seemed to only laugh off his pathetic comments. "Now Elena, back to what we were talking about. Jenna and I are the best that you have in this company, we're the top notch on the roster and we deserve to be champions. You deserve to broadcast only the best of the best as champions, and that is Jenna and I. So, at the next pay-per-view, what do you say? Jenna and I, going for gold and bringing some honor back to this company?!" he asked, as he looked at Jenna.

During the middle of his speech, Chance managed to work her way around him again, and propped herself up on Elena's desk, sitting there yawning. Her reaction seemed to get his attention again, as she slid one of her legs -- her right -- over the other -- her left -- crossing them in a 'lady like' fashion.

Ted DiBiase Jr.: "Is something the matter, Ms. Kennedy?" he asked, in a rather sarcastic tone.

Chance Kennedy: "Oh no, nothing at all. When your done with your pathetic, rather boring little bitchrant, let me know. Elena and I have important business to tend to" she replied, with a very cocky smirk on her face, as she looked at him.

Elena remembered Chance being very brash, very in your face. She had a sort of smash-mouth style, and she said whatever she felt, no matter who it might've upset. Even if it was, The Million Dollar Man's golden-boy offspring, Ted DiBiase Jr.

Ted DiBiase Jr.: "I beg your pardon, sweetheart...boring? Me? You must be mistaken. I am the male perfection that's dominated this company for months, in it's beginning days and I'm officially back to reign supreme again. Having my girl Jenna, and I, as Champion would be priceless..." he said, but again, Chance merely yawned at his comments.

Chance Kennedy: "Seriously Elena, I ask you again; is this the best this company has to offer? If it is, I'll be the golden girl faster then I thought. What the hell is a Jenna Helmsley, anyway? Some sort of offspring to the Helmsley clan? Ooooh, so scary. Trust me, sweetheart, I've faced off with bigger, badder and much better fish then your tramp girlfriend. And I've beaten them. I highly doubt that your girlfriend is any better then me, the Diamond fucking Duchess" she said, as she hoped off Elena's desk and stepped in front of Ted DiBiase, getting in his face. "But, if those words don't get to you, then maybe...just maybe my actions will. I'm looking for a quick win, an easy victory...and, I'm sure if Jenna is like any other rotten member of her infamous little family, she's easier then pie on a Sunday mornin'" she said, with a confident smirk on her face. "I'd love nothing more to scoop your precious little bitch up and show her what a real bitch is made of. That is, of course, if you're willing to put your money where your mouth is, so to speak. I don't believe in being handed anything; unlike so many talentless bitches, you have to earn what you get. Being the champion once upon a time is good and all, but it's just not good enough...not for me, a multi-timed champion and Playboy covergirl, twice over. So, do me a favor, leach...go tell your little girlfriend Jenna, if she's really wanting to make an impact, I dare her to step up to me. I dare her to come at me....because, I can assure you, that she won't get very far. She'll end up in a position that I'm sure she's quite used to; flat on her ass" Chance said, with a confident smirk on her face.

She turned her attention back to Elena, who seemed to just stand there watching the interaction between these two. The ball was basically left in the court of Ted DiBiase Jr and his girlfriend Jenna Helmsley. He managed to put his big foot in his mouth and he certainly had no idea who he was dealing with, when he came face to face with the vicious blonde standing before him. Chance wore a confident smirk on her face, waiting to see if DiBiase would accept the challenge for his girlfriend, or pussy out of it with some lame, bullshit excuse.

the diamond duchess. miss chance kennedy.

Elena Sanchez: "My God, it has been such a long, long time since I last saw you, how have you been?" she asked as her eyes moved to Chance's face, they slowly let go of their warm embrace.

Chance Kennedy: "Better then fucking ever, girl. You have no idea how much I've missed you! And, trust me, it has been a long time since we last saw each other. I've done so many things with my life and career, you wouldn't even begin to believe. But, that's all for a different time and date, babe. Right now, it's about this place, about now" Chance said, as she slowly rolled her pierced tongue over her glossed over lips, with a sexy, very confident smirk on her face. "You made the right decision when you signed me, Elena. Trust me, these bitches couldn't hold a fucking candle to me, if their lives depended upon it. None of them, especially not the so called current champion, Cadence. I am Chance fucking Kennedy, I've eaten bitches like her for breakfast" she said, a smirk on her face still.

Elena Sanchez: "Still the same old Chance. Cocky as ever. Well, let me be the first to welcome you to SWA girl. I can't wait to see the infamous Chance Kennedy in action, giving these girls a run for their money, definitely" she said, with a smile. "And I am sure you'll be a champ..." before she could finish the sentence, Ted DiBiase, who was still in the room with them, cleared his throat, thwarting their attention from each other back to him.

Chance Kennedy: "Well, well, what do we have hear. A welcoming party for me? Oh Elena, you shouldn't have" Chance said, with a smirk. "Eh, not exactly my cup of tea...smaller then I like, but doable" she said, as she eyed him over, walking closer to him. She rounded his body, taking a gander at him in his little suit, a smirk on her face. "Well, at least he has a nice ass...maybe there's something worth while about him after all" she said, as her gaze fell from his body to his eyes. He had a rather cocky smirk on his face, as he starred down at the beautiful blonde that stood before him.

Ted Dibiase Jr.: "I'm no one's welcoming party, sweetheart" he said, as he looked at Chance. "I'm the first ever SWA World Heavyweight champion and happily commited to my girlfriend, the first ever Women's Champion for this company, Jenna Helmsley" he said, that smirk only growing more and more as he peered down at Chance, who had a smirk of her own on her face.

Chance Kennedy: "Pish posh, love. Just minor details, I assure you" she said, as she swung ber body around, letting her gorgeous golden locks slap him in the face some. She let out a little giggle, as the aroma from her freshly clensed hair hit his nose waves. "Seriously Elena, this is the best that you have to offer the world?" Chance asked, as she pointed back at Ted DiBiase. "Looks like you signed me just in time, babe" Chance said, with a smirk on her face, as she looked back at DiBiase, who still had his eyes locked on hers. Could you blame him....she was a fucking knock out, he couldn't help himself.

Ted Dibiase Jr.: "No one is better then me, blondie. And no one is better then Jenna" he said, as he walked past Chance, who seemed to only laugh off his pathetic comments. "Now Elena, back to what we were talking about. Jenna and I are the best that you have in this company, we're the top notch on the roster and we deserve to be champions. You deserve to broadcast only the best of the best as champions, and that is Jenna and I. So, at the next pay-per-view, what do you say? Jenna and I, going for gold and bringing some honor back to this company?!" he asked, as he looked at Elena.

Ted Dibiase Jr.: "Is something the matter, Ms. Kennedy?" he asked, in a rather sarcastic tone.

Chance Kennedy: "Oh no, nothing at all. When your done with your pathetic, rather boring little bitchrant, let me know. Elena and I have important business to tend to" she replied, with a very cocky smirk on her face, as she looked at him.

Ted Dibiase Jr.: "I beg your pardon, sweetheart...boring? Me? You must be mistaken. I am the male perfection that's dominated this company for months, in it's beginning days and I'm officially back to reign supreme again. Having my girl Jenna, and I, as Champion would be priceless..." he said, but again, Chance merely yawned at his comments.

Chance Kennedy: "Seriously Elena, I ask you again; is this the best this company has to offer? If it is, I'll be the golden girl faster then I thought. What the hell is a Jenna Helmsley, anyway? Some sort of offspring to the Helmsley clan? Ooooh, so scary. Trust me, sweetheart, I've faced off with bigger, badder and much better fish then your tramp girlfriend. And I've beaten them. I highly doubt that your girlfriend is any better then me, the Diamond fucking Duchess" she said, as she hoped off Elena's desk and stepped in front of Ted DiBiase, getting in his face. "But, if those words don't get to you, then maybe...just maybe my actions will. I'm looking for a quick win, an easy victory...and, I'm sure if Jenna is like any other rotten member of her infamous little family, she's easier then pie on a Sunday mornin'" she said, with a confident smirk on her face. "I'd love nothing more to scoop your precious little bitch up and show her what a real bitch is made of. That is, of course, if you're willing to put your money where your mouth is, so to speak. I don't believe in being handed anything; unlike so many talentless bitches, you have to earn what you get. Being the champion once upon a time is good and all, but it's just not good enough...not for me, a multi-timed champion and Playboy covergirl, twice over. So, do me a favor, leach...go tell your little girlfriend Jenna, if she's really wanting to make an impact, I dare her to step up to me. I dare her to come at me....because, I can assure you, that she won't get very far. She'll end up in a position that I'm sure she's quite used to; flat on her ass" Chance said, with a confident smirk on her face.

the diamond duchess. miss chance kennedy.

Elena Sanchez: "My God, it has been such a long, long time since I last saw you, how have you been?" she asked as her eyes moved to Chance's face, they slowly let go of their warm embrace.

Chance Kennedy: "Pish posh, love. Just minor details, I assure you" she said, as she swung ber body around, letting her gorgeous golden locks slap him in the face some. She let out a little giggle, as the aroma from her

freshly clensed hair hit his nose waves. "Seriously Elena, this is the best that you have to offer the world?" Chance asked, as she pointed back at Ted DiBiase. "Looks like you signed me just in time, babe" Chance said, with a smirk on her face, as she looked back at DiBiase, who still had his eyes locked on hers. Could you blame him....she was a fucking knock out, he couldn't help himself.

Ted Dibiase Jr.: "Is something the matter, Ms. Kennedy?" he asked, in a rather sarcastic tone.

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