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You hear the sound of a bottle hitting a trash can after rolling on the floor for less than a second. The sound is so irritating at this time in the night. Especially when everyone is asleep. The bottle rolls back towards the other end and is stopped by the foot of Rebecca Rancid. She stares into the nothingness that surrounds her. The cold air moves swiftly blowing the hair out of her face. Without hesitation or even looking at the floor she kicks the bottle hard into the wall causing it to shatter into pieces. She moves her eyes to look down at the bottle and a slight smirk grows upon her face. But that same smirks fades away in a matter of seconds. It grows into a scowl portraying anger. She rushes towards the pieces of glass on the floor, getting down on her knees and beginning to further destroy almost every piece on the floor. It was quite obvious something was bothering her. Eating away at her soul. Yet we don't seem to understand what it is. But as most of you people go ahead and assume what you think is going on in her mind.. let me tell you exactly what you want to hear. It's her match against Seifer she's all effy about as you all assume once again. I'm sure Seifer's already back in there planning for his match against becky. He said he wouldn't hold back anything. He's becoming cold as the moment passes and he sees Rebecca as nothing more than a competitor. Another contender jumping at a chance to take his title. But what Seifer has to understand is that..
One cannot plan for the unexpected.
2006 ways to die. huh? The only death in this match would be their feelings. Their feelings would be numb. Frozen until the match was over. Until the winner was crowned and the loser was slashed. Then there was a certain decision to be made. A decision that Rebecca remembered Seifer mentioning that she'd have to make. But it wouldn't be her who'd have to make this decision. It would have to be his choice what he wants to do after the match. But regardless of the future. This match was going to shock everyone and their mothers.
There was a lot of jealousy circling Rebecca at the moment. Almost everyone envied Rebecca Rancid because they knew she was dominant over them. But what these rejects failed to comprehend was the fact that she had been working her ass off for the last few months while they sat on that fat cushion called an ass and watched her. Matt Matlock, Brian Corven and a few nameless people could talk all the shit they wanted to but it wouldn't affect our precious little firecracker. When was the last time Rebecca failed to show up for a match? I don't think you'd even remember that day. Why? Because unlike most of the roster in BUD she worked her way up. She deserved this title match and fuck those who think otherwise . Rebecca Rancid had earned herself at least something to prove her worth in BUD. Being in the company for one whole year leaving out all the times she wasn't present, she held four titles not counting the THC. The bytch title twice, the Icon once and most recently the BUDvision. The BUDvision being her greatest accomplishment seeing as the competition she had for the match was pretty rough. But without a doubt she earned her stripes in BUD and was reaching for a higher level.
Being the third if not the second best immortal in BUD. Yeah, fuck Mat Collins. We all know he amounts to nothing without the help of his father. One of the most dominant females in BUD, you probably didn't see that coming when she first entered the gates.. but now that's she's got your attention. There will be no end to Rebecca's rise to the top. Living in the shadow of Angelique and Amethyst Jane, she would emerge into a full fledged bytch.
It was only a matter of months after dominating in the male division that she would get a shot at the heavyweight title. But what was most interesting was her opponent. I bet you almost everyone thinks that Rebecca doesn't have a shadow of a chance in defeating Seifer. Who wouldn't? Seifer has done much more to be able to stand tall and claim greatness where as Rebecca hasn't yet crossed that line. Truth be told.. she's not even close. Fact is, this is only the begining of Rebecca Rancid's reign as thee most dominating princess of wrestling history. And yes.. the only one. Only a fool would underestimate her power. And we've seen plenty of those in BUD recently. How stupid can one be to ever doubt the pyro princess? The most feared women on the earth.. no no.. the most feared being in existence. We all knew Seifer was undefeated. Yeah yeah.. all those loses he had were nothing but screw jobs bar the andrew underwood match. So what chance does Rebecca have of beating him? She's simply wasting her time. She could have always waiting until next time.. but there was no such thing as one fine day when Rebecca becomes champion. She refuses to wait until someone else is cocky enough and challenges Seifer only to beat him because he didn't put much effort. Nor was she going to wait for Seifer to drop the title and then go for it. Now means now. Rebecca had waited a long time for this very moment and there was no more waiting to do. Whether he accepts this or not.. she's coming full force at him and WILL pry that title away from his hands. It's just too bad isn't it? Too bad that Seifer had to hold the belt at this point and time when she had her mind set on it right after beating Mat Collins and taking away his title. But she had to defend the title and unfortunately.. The heavyweight title was swapped too. Rebecca lost the BUDvision title only to face the next Heavyweight champion. Coincidence.
But unlike the rest, she loved a challenge. She would love to de-throne Seifer and take it for herself. But the main goal in this match was the title. She didn't care about shattering ego's or beating him. He was only a competitor in her ring, an obstacle in her way, not just like any other. But Rebecca would eventually overcome this as she has always managed to. She's always come out on top. The moral of this story was not giving your opponent a good match. It didn't matter how well they faired against each other. How much effort each of them put but rather.. her winning. The biggest prize in this match was for her to come out the winner and take that belt along with her. She didn't care when, she didn't care how and she didn't care where. The outcome of the match was more important to her. And she just wasn't going to let it slip. She REFUSED to let him get the upper hand regardless of his status. Expect the unexpected. Rebecca Rancid was the unexpected. It was only a matter of time before the doyenne of Shock, surprise and unpredictable took her throne.
She stood up from the floor and looked towards the sky. A small droplet of water hit her face gently. Soon there were white flakes in the sky falling towards the floor. She closed her eyes for a millisecond and then opened them. They fell on her face, melting and then slipping away while some of them got caught in her auburn hair. She begun to walk away from the alley and into the empty streets. There was someone else walking with her. On hearing those footsteps she started to speed up on her walking.
"Just leave me alone, alright?" she asked not bothering to look behind her.
"Why?"
"Look.. I have a big match on my head already. I have a lot to think about. I'm lost. So will you please just leave?" the crack in her voice indicates that she's afraid.
"I'm here to help you."
"From what? Does it look like I care for your help? huh?" she shouts out these questions. "The last thing I need is help. I don't want 'help'. PLEASE! Stop trying to help me. Don't interfere in this match. Please."
"You can't do it without help."
"No!" she yells once more. "Help is what is going to ruin me." she whispers. "I don't want anyone standing in my way when it comes to me and him. I don't want to get any of my allies involved in a match that happens to be between another allie of mine. Why do you think the cause doesn't have any input in this? Bar Taylor Lynn because you know how they are.. no matter what they say or do. They won't be at ringside. I hope nobody else decides to be a smart ass and interfere in this match. I'd kill everyone if I have to. Because in the end it comes down to me and him.. and of course.. the title. This isn't anything big.. Just because we're in a match.. doesn't mean we hate each other.. it doesn't mean we're 'fighting'.. it's just.. just.."
"The clashing of two egos."
"Well.. if you put it that way. I.." she stops in her tracks realizing what she just said. "No.. this has nothing to do with him. It's all about the title. All business. I don't have anything against him personally. It's just too bad.. too bad he has the title. See.. I never really wanted to face him.."
"Because you're afraid you'd lose?"
"No. I'm afraid to show him a side of me he's never seen before. The bad side. I don't want to hurt him.. but i'm just going to.. No! I can do this without.. I don't know!"
"Didn't he say he was just going to treat you like any other competitor? He doesn't care, Rebecca. He doesn't give a fuck what you do. He isn't going to hold back.. so I suggest you do the same. Let this be his decision to make. You don't want to have to make sudden decisions, do you? Don't give him an opportunity to slide by. Fuck him up!"
"How?" she asks softly. "I don't have what it takes to be cold."
"You don't?"
"You don't know me. I'm not like that. I'm not an ego maniac that everyone else portrays me to be. Fuck them.. they don't know me. Nobody does.. it's just that I tend to have a soft spot for allies.."
"He's not your allie Rebecca. He's not rooting for you in this match. It's you against him.. and you have to learn how to play this game. He's already familiar with it. So it's about time you wake up and smell the coffee. This is the hardest match you'll ever have. And you're going to get your ass kicked if you don't take your head out of your ass."
"FUCK YOU!" she throws her hands to her side and stomps on the ground.
"You're already losing it, princess. Shut the fuck up and just cut to the case. He's your enemy. It was him who called you out.. and you challenged him. Now don't back out.. stick your fucking word like you always do. You're going to win this match.. you better win it. Because I know you have what it takes to do it. Everyone else does too whether they'd like to admit it or not."
"I'm not losing this match." she continues to walk away.
"No Rebecca.. you won't lose.. not if you keep your head straight. I know you too damn well. You're smarter than you bring yourself to be."
"You don't know anything about me, cunt!" she yells and then it hits her. She stops for a moment and looks back at the darkness that's swallowing her. "Wait.. who the fuck are you?"