Chapter o.1; the title goes here.
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Let her in.�?

Two wooden doors are pulled apart to reveal a young blonde woman, probably in her teenage years. This same woman is now face to face with a certain well known red head. The blonde stepped aside, inviting the strange woman into an even stranger home. Nervously brushing the few loose strands that didn’t get caught up in her hair tie, she attempts to lead this woman towards the aforementioned woman giving the order. As they pass through a few rooms, the woman witnesses all kinds of debauchery going on in the place. Another young woman, who is half naked, slams the door shut as what is thought to be her boyfriend pulls her away from this strange woman’s glimpse. She watches as two girls, fit to be models, are seen snorting what she can only assume is cocaine off the dining table. The blonde stops in her tracks as she reaches a door and then opens it wide. She turns towards the guest who then walks into the room without any hesitation. After she’s inside, the door is slammed shut and no trace of the young blonde was ever found again.

“Foxy Roxy!�?exclaims a familiar voice. “What on earth could you want from me?�?/FONT>

The guest who is revealed to be the redheaded owner of BUD steps into the light and takes a seat without being invited to do so.

“I’ve been getting these phone calls from one of my employees constantly claiming he deserves title shots. This man thinks he’s God’s gift to BUD and wrestling. He even goes as far to call himself the greatest icon. Now he has agreed to face someone in BUD, someone of great talent. Someone like you.. Rebecca Rancid.�?/FONT>

The camera pans over to Rebecca Rancid, who is sure enough, sitting behind a desk in her very own office. Her legs, adorned in black Gucci boots, are resting on the table in front of her and she takes a long drag from the slim menthol cigarette between her index, and a personal favorite, her middle finger.

“Hmm..�?she exhales the smoke and then inquires “Why me?�?/FONT>

“Why wouldn’t it be you?�?Roxy answers a question with a question. “There are many talented wrestlers, legends in BUD that would be willing to put Leaky Format in his place but I know that it is only you that will give him what he truly deserves. I know you know pain like no other and I honestly couldn’t see any other person willing to inflict it in the way you do.�?/FONT>

“What makes you think..�?she stops to light another cigarette and then continues. “that I actually want to?�?/FONT>

The cigarette bobs up and down between her lips as she speaks. Every now and then, she moves her body to make herself more comfortable on the chair she’s sitting on. But they are only delicate, feline movements such as the stretching of an arm. When you look at the woman, she is only 5�? and weighs roughly about 120 pounds and you wonder how this same woman has dared to be in the ring with men more than twice her size.

“What do you mean?�?/FONT> asks the perplexed Roxy. Clearly no was an answer she wasn’t used to hearing often and this was almost headed there.

“Why do I care if some freak is out there wanting to have a little midnight rendezvous with you? Yes, he does want another title shot like any one trick pony who wants to prove himself. I know you don’t hand out shots but since when has this become my problem? What am I your bodyguard now? What’s in it for me?�?

She’s speaking very calmly now. An emotion rarely used in this type of conversation with Rebecca Rancid. But Rebecca had a lot of responsibilities these days and her inner feelings didn’t concern others therefore she barely revealed them.

“The truth is, there isn’t anything.�?says the confident Roxy. She must be confident enough to offer a selfish woman an opportunity that requires her effort with no reward. “Excuse me. I must have mistaken you for someone else. Someone who would be more than willing to kick this jobber into hell. But here you people are, with your bottle blonde hair and your dirty businesses polluting the world. You don’t think I know what you do?�?/FONT>

She stands up from the chair and is about to turn around when Rebecca stops her.

“I do what any woman with power does.�?/FONT> she said sarcastically. We all know most women don’t have much power and that if they did, the things Rebecca did wouldn’t cross their minds. “Since I last saw the world of wrestling, I've become my own boss and the boss of others. I’ve dabbled in a little of everything and been successful in most. That’s why you’re here, aren’t you? Looking for my services.�?/FONT>

Roxy rolls her eyes and sits back down looking towards Rebecca who has lit herself yet another slim cancer stick.

“So what do you want me to do? Be the heroine? Clean up the BUD hallways? Thin the herd?�?/FONT> Rebecca could come up with as many ways of saying 'finish Leaky Format', but she left it at that. She even stretched her hand out with a pack of cigarettes, offering Roxy a friendly smoke but the Foxy diva turned it down.

“I want him gone but I want to do it in a way that is fair to him…�?

Rebecca interrupts Roxy mid sentence by softly giggling.

“Fair would be booking him in a match against someone in the same ranks as Hank.�?she said with a subtle smirk. “But you’ve come to me so you must obviously want him gone. He’s like a bug and you’ve called the exterminator to do your dirty work for you. Congradulations, you've got yourself a deal. What I want from you Roxy, I will get. It could be done without your knowledge but if I want to be fair, I’ll let you know when I decide.�?/FONT>

She winks and then turns around to face the sun setting outside her window.

“It’s almost sunset, darling. You should leave this area before questions start getting asked. I’ve paid for your flight back home so there’s no need for you stay in this country any longer than needed. I guess that means I’ll be seeing you Phoenix... boss.�?/FONT>

Rebecca turns back to face Roxy with a smile and stands up. She extends her hand for Roxy to shake and the red head shakes it firmly.

"See you in Arizona."

A smirk then spreads on Roxy’s face as she stares into Rebecca’s yellow green eyes.

A deal has been made with the devil but there’s no telling which of these women was the devil and who was making the deal.