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εïз . Miss don't give a fuck. . rest in purgatory .

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Some would find it quite irritating to deal with Faith and her repeated misinterpretation of words and further more, the annoying act of putting words into one's mouth but luckily, Rebecca was as patient as a Saint. She would deal with Faith's mistakes one at a time like any kind person would with a mentally challenged patient. It was quite understandable that Faith was homeschooled by a caveman living under a bridge who had only one tooth to chew his food with. You know them cavemen do? I guess she must have been hit one too many times with that club and no, it wasn't made out of plastic like she was told it was. Faith was so mentally scarred that she found it difficult to comprehend things beyond what was visible to the naked eye or ear. There was no chance in hell that a woman dealing with such trauma would be able to read between the lines and therefore Rebecca had to literally spell it out to her.

Day in and day out, Faith misunderstood Rebecca on so many levels and continued to flap her gums about things she assumed Rebecca meant. One would imply whether the cause of this was because Faith couldn't keep her ears open and her mouth shut tighly while Rebecca spoke, but sadly, it's not the latter in this case. Faith has watched, listened and it should have registered in her head but what can one do when there's no head for it to be registered in?

Talking to Faith Harding was like talking to a five year old, no matter how true you were, they'd always nod their tiny little heads in denial. But somehow and in some way Rebecca would have to get her message across to Faith. And what might that message be, you ask?

You're not alone.

Three simple words that would evidently these words would appear on the PWT titantron right after Rebecca pins Faith for the three count. But what is that supposed to mean? Someone like Faith would be so utterly confused that it might send her into a coma just trying to comprehend what's between those three words. So let me explain them to you. Faith isn't the only idiot of an opponent Rebecca Rancid has dealt with in the past. There might have not been many but sadly, there were a few who were even worse than Faith. This being the first time that Faith actually gets the opportunity to parade around like the queen of england because she's not the dumbest. But the joyful tears stop there, Faith. She may not be the dumbest yet she is still quite the stupid little girl. It is understandable that Faith's brain might not function like the rest of ours but the key point here is to APPLY yourself. No watch as she starts with the hypocrite comment because it never occured to her that the previous jabs were only to get her all worked up about the situation. It's like when you tell someone that they've got semen all over their face and they come back you with the most sickening of all insults like 'No, I don't! You do!". And an argument builds up which would obviously be filled with null and void insults because the argument is based on stupidity itself. Those kind of people should be clobbered with a club, golf or caveman's, it wouldn't make a difference to them.

But instead of accepting her obvious mistakes, Faith will continue to lecture Rebecca Rancid and the rest of the world how perfect she is in every way, shape and form. Her ego tops the majority of superstars in wrestling as a whole as she attempts to toss out challenges to just about anybody without giving it a second thought. But Faith's tough, she can handle herself. I'm sure she'd be able to live up to those standards and face anyone she damn well pleases, wouldn't she? Wrong.

Faith is just a.. a mad woman! She's basically out of her mind to just enter PWT and issue challenges to the entire female roster without even being able to get past Rebecca. And by that I mean, she's still in a soup with Rebecca to be able to proceed with making other career destroying moves. For all we know, her career might as well come to it's beckoning end this week when she faces off against Rebecca Rancid. So the booking of future matches is really uncalled for. Unless of course, she's knows that she won't be expected to live up to those challenges after she's been brutally beaten. I could almost see her giving lame excuses to her opponents to buy her way out of the match. Not exactly lame because they'd be real in this case.

And her pathetic attempts and rolling around Rebecca's insults and then tossing the same thing right back at her. It's Faith who underestimates Rebecca and not the other way around. But yet again, Faith is a dum dum num nuts who thinks by doing reverse psychology on her opponents, she'd win them over along with a chocolate medal.

I'm sure that psychoanalogy on Faith had more truth to it than any Faith has accused Rebecca of. Because that's all she could do, couldn't she? Make assumptions, forge lies and she actually believes that she's going to get away with it. Sadly, the only person who stands by her is Talia Rios who just came into PWT herself and nobody else. Everyone else thinks the exact opposite of what Faith does. Even Bobby Johnson clearly stated it himself that you just don't walk into any given federation and take names. Especially not the name of a woman you know is going to rip your spleen out from below your diaphragm and shove it back down your throat.

But time and again it has been proven that Faith is nothing but ignorant and chooses to see only a faint image of the truth. Anyone who believes that they would be able to get into a wrestling ring with Rebecca Rancid and win so easily must be mentally challenged. Even Sean Hunter who got one hell of a challenge two weeks ago before he went on to face Georgia James admits that. So what makes Faith better than Sean? Exactly.

Let's disect Faith's little conspiracy theory that Rebecca can't be alone in a federation. First of all, Rebecca's intentions coming into PWT was to be the femme fatal championess, which she was for more than a month until she dropped the belt since her stay at PWT was short lived and she travelled to the next federation to hold the W2K Championess, which once again she held and retired when the federation closed it doors. The reason for that, Faith wouldn't understand but let's get to the current situation, shall we? Upon returning to PWT, Rebecca's only intention was to be in King of PWT Tournament, win or lose. And two weeks ago when Sean Hunter defeated her to proceed to the next round, Rebecca was about to stepa way from the light for a while until Faith came into PWT and got her back into game. But some poeple can't get their facts straight, can't they? Seifer isn't signed with PWT anymore, not since three months ago. He only returned to be in tournament which again, being in the tourney doesn't make you part of the roster. Former PWT superstars were welcome to compete in the tournament and those within the walls of the federation at the time. So no, Rebecca isn't about to run along after Seifer and live in his shadow everywhere he goes. For the most part of her career Rebecca has been alone in every federation she walked into without the help of a male counterpart. She hasn't touched a man in a wrestling company, Seifer is the only one and he has no intentions of sheilding Rebecca from Faith. He doesn't even know of Faith's existance on earth to even give a second of his time to her. Sorry Faith, but you've set yourself up for nothing but failure in it's highest form. Stable? What stable? The cause is over and done with and Rebecca is all on her own. She didn't need to be carried by a stable when she was in one. Rebecca was nothing but a major addition to the stable who helped with the building of strong alliances. So far, she had only been in two stables and whilst she was within their walls, they were at their best. Not to say she carried the first one she was in but helped with the strengthening of. I'm sure Faith would give more input of her own into this. But hyprocrites only speak of things they don't know because they weren't there to see. So be it, we all know Faith is the biggest hypocrite in existance.

Fuck that bullshit about her challenging Rebecca because she's the 'loudest' and 'most annoying'. Rebecca was barely at the peak of her career when Faith came in, yet she was well known inside the walls of PWT before even setting foot into it and therefore when she entered her flame only grew since the people of PWT were able to witness what Rebecca does for themselves. Not the over exaggerating Faith who staked claims that Rebecca had been in PWT for a long time, just like she mentioned Rebecca having years over her. I'm sorry, I didn't know one year meant ten years. Maybe if Faith got a proper education, she would be able to tell the difference between numbers. And no, snorting coke is not an excuse as to why Faith's experience in the ring is so little. It's just too bad that Rebecca Rancid managed to be more of a talented athlete than Faith could ever dream of being. So being one of the well known, Faith chose Rebecca out of the many woman to try and ride her coat tails to the top. You think she would have got any recognition if she challenged Georgia James? Fuck no. Georgia has plenty of enemies and much stronger ones to deal with, thus paying no heed to the attention whore Faith.

Rebecca need not attention because she was already quite well known according to Faith who stated that she had more years over herself. So why the fuck would she need attention when she's already got plenty? Rebecca is no greedy woman like Faith perceives her to be, or actually wishes she would be so Faith could be right for at least once in her life.

But sadly, Rebecca Rancid would never allow that to happen and so Faith must deal with the consequences of being wrong about everything. Which of course brings us to the ass kicking she will receive as a punishment for being so useless on earth's surface. This sunday, Faith will experience pain like no other. Even saying she'd be put through hell or experience excruciating pain would be nothing but an understatement. For all her words and the disgust Rebecca has for her because she lives in falsehood, Faith will get the bitter end of the knife right in middle of her head like she were a dart board. So it would only be wise for Faith to hold her breath until she turns blue so that she would already taste the sufferings arriving her way in the not too distant future.

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The terrifying sound of a loud howling is heard in the woods. It's footsteps heavy, although it's travelling swiftly. They are so hard hitting that the ground rattles as it rushes through the woods. No doubt there are several obstacles in it's way but it manages to pave it's way by tearing through anything; living or dead that showed any sort of dominance. Grunting and growling, it portrayed fearlessness, although invoked fear into the hearts of it's surroundings. This was no ordinary beast, there was something utterly haunting by it yet at the same time it was spectacular. Not even a sharp end of a thorn could stop this raging animal as it pounced around in hopes to find it's prey. And there she was, coy as a kitten, laying under the bark of a cut down tree and build some sort of a bridge across the nearby river and further down into the depth of the woods. She roared, her eyes lighting up immediately like two glowing emeralds heating up the atmosphere. The other stray animal who just happens to be wandering around unknowing of what's approaching it, shudders. With just one tear with those claws, blood splatters all over the canvas. The beast, holding it's prey between it's front legs rips open it's insides, while stretching out it's hind legs. Roaring as blood drips from it's mouth, we're able to see somewhat of it's deformed face and then it dissappears into the night.

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Cut to the outsides of a beautiful scenery. The area is quite peaceful and the only sound that echo's is that of an hawk as it flies around in circles in the air. The camera gets a close up of it's eye which portrays much intensity and then immediately pans below to get a birds view of the place once again. There are several houses clustered together around the area, except for this one house which chooses to have it's privacy a little further back. It's seemingly larger than the other houses and much cleaner. In front of the house, a woman stands outside with a cup of coffee in her left hand. She wears a grey wifebeater over a white one with a long light grey jacket covering her body bar her ankles. Of course, the jacket is undone and beneath that is a skirt clearly made out of jean fabric. She wears dark shades over her eyes and her hair is done up but still leaves strands in her face and back. Holding a cigarette which becomes more clear as the camera slowly moves in, not zooms because it would look unatural and unprofessional. The woman drops her cigarette and steps on it with the chanel boots that wrap around just below her knees. She picks up the newspaper which must have been tossed in by the newspaper boy. Of course, the idiot must have missed the doorstep.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | Well well well. What do we have here?

She says with a coy smile on her face while holding up the paper. What's on the newspaper cannot be seen as the camera is facing her and not over her shoulder. As she begins to read, the door is swung open and a woman pops out from behind it. She is dressed casually with a pair of shades on herself. Jumping right over her shoulder to look at what she's ready, the woman begins to inform her of the schedule today.

εïз·Julia | Bex, I called them. They said they were ready for you to take a look.

Another smirk spreads across her pink pouty lips upon hearing that. She spins around and looks directly at the woman with a big smile on her face.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | Perfect. Pixel perfect.

She hands Julia the half empty cup of coffee and walks past her back into the house. Julia follows immediately with a childlike smile on her face.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | It's very nice of you to let me stay at your place, Julia and I might add, it's one hell of a pent house.

Says Rebecca while parading around the living room in a fashionable way. Julia's smile only gets wider as she holds her head up high in pride.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | So when will be seeing those little dumplings?

Asks Rebecca who seems to be so engrossed in the house she doesn't bother looking at Julia.

εïз·Julia | They will be arriving in an hour at the warehouse which we're supposed to get to soon. But don't you worry, Rebecca. You just make yourself comfortable here. I mean, it's you after all. You could show up fashionably late and nobody could say a damn thing about that.

Rebecca rolls her eyes while approaching Julia.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | You're kidding, right? I'm not going to be the reason those guys get on the rug and besides I don't believe in such habbits. Tardiness is laziness and I'm far from being lazy. It just shows how professional you are. Which i'm not but I have my own reasons for beliving that. I mean, what kind of superstar would arrive to their job late? I'm sure Faith Harding would be all excited about the fact that I chose to be late, as usual she'd assume I'm not coming because I'm afraid of her. But deep down she'll be really glad she doesn't have to endure the pain. But that's just no me, Julia. So we're going right on the dot and we won't keep them waiting.

Julia nods as if she were a child who was being sent to her room for acting like an asshole while Rebecca just flashes her a smirk and walk away. But as she is about to get out of the house, the butler arrives from the kitchen which his hands in the air getting the attention of Rebecca and Julia who looks up from the ground at him while biting on her lip.

εïз·Butler | Lunch will be served promptly at 1 PM. So I will need the two of you to stay right here.

He announces causing Rebecca to roll her eyes. She glares at Julia who shrugs and then at the butler.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | I'm afraid not. We've got a little something more imoirtant on our hands, thus the easy access to food outside. I personally don't even think there's time for lunch. It's too distracting and this is really important to me. I like torturing people, even if it's in the smallest form. And there's nothing on my mind but that. And your precious little Juelz is going to help me out here.

She walks over to Julia and places both her hands on her shoulders whilst shooting the butler another glance.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | Besides, we don't take orders from you. It's the other way around. Right Juelz?

Slightly shaking the girl, Rebecca chuckles and lets go of her. Julia nods her head immediately following it with a few words or at least a stutter of one.

εïз·Julia | Ye..yes.

Rebecca nods slightly and the motions for Julia to walk out of the door. She herself begins to walk outside until she spins around, holding the door over her and glancing back at the butler.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | Enjoy your lunch.

She says and then slams the door shut in his face, not to be rude or anything but because she couldn't care less in all the exictement.

They're outside the house, somewhere around the pool area as Julia leads Rebecca to her lambourghini. The both of them get in, Julia obviously at the drivers seat and Rebecca next to her. This is the perfect time to cut Faith a promo. I'm sure people as low as Faith would find it appeasing at it appeals to their standards. Or would she like Rebecca to drive by a cemetery just to cut her a promo that would satisfy her? That would be original wouldn't it? I'd bet. If Rebecca chose to cut a promo in a completely clear white room with nothing going on around her, it would be much more original than any of Faith's WWE inspired promos where she feels the need to walk into the ring and trash talk her opponents. Oh but wait.. Faith hasn't quite been in the ring since Rebecca mentioned that to her. It looks like regardless of what the coke whore says, she's doing what Rebecca told her to without noticing.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | Oops, Faith. It looks like your own partner proved you wrong. She clearly stated that her intentions while coming here was to face me and Keisha at the PPV and get her revenge and was quite pissed off when Brian Juneau attacked her and issed a challenge she couldn't refuse. Or else she'd look like a pussy. But I've got to give young Talia some credit she did after all step up and accept it. Just like I've got to give you credit, Faith. You have some guts coming out there and challenging me and I respect the hell out of that. You know? If you were in your right mind while you made that move which of course, the cards are saying differently. I'm sure you'll be backing out come the last minute as soon as I enter that ring. Please don't give me that bullshit about it not meaning anything to you if you lose to me. Sure it would mean something to you, it would make you out to look like a complete idiot. It's one thing to get caught in a storm and suffer the consequences but it makes quite the difference when you place yourself in that storm. I'm sure everyone in PWT would be DYING to take you seriously after you haven't lived up to your word on defeating me. Putting me in my place, huh Faith? Well, that would obviously have to be on a high chair above you because that's where I belong. You on the other hand.

Rebecca rolls her eyes and nods in disbelief.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | You're nothing but a cockroach below the ground I walk on and that's something you'll always be. No matter how much you try to get ahead, I'll always be this much better than you and that just makes your blood boil, doesn't it? Now you can go right ahead and say that it doesn't in one of your boring promo's that have the power of putting oneself to sleep but it's the truth. It's something you can't shy away from, well not for long anyways. It's just too bad, isn't it Faith? You know how quickly you'll fall at my feet in that ring just waiting for me to take the three count. Not intentionally because your ego is too big for that but because no matter how much you try and lift your body it won't move. You're going to feel like you weigh more than four hundred pounds after I break every bone in your aching body and leave you like the emotional wreck that you are. And of course, the only thing left for you to do is pick your little bones up after the match, along with your pride which will be scattered in front of you. The cause of all of this would be because you underestimate me. You just love to believe that I'm as good as one of those average wrestlers whom you've faced so far in Faith's Mightnight MURDER. But it's all gravy, baby. I'm actually glad you underestimate me because the more you do, the more you'll get hurt.

She chuckles taking a deep breath and then carrying on with the next portion.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | You're such a bad ass bitch, aren't you Faith? You're the type of person that'll treat anyone like shit no matter what they do to for you. Doesn't it just feel great to have complete power over another person? Then thing is.. you can't. The way you treat people is how you want to be treated and from what I've seen you've been acting like a total and complete bitch. So I've got a little surprise for you in a few minutes. Just that something you love so much is going to snatched from your hands and killed in the most disgusting way there is. Wouldn't you like to know, Faith?

Julia shoots Rebecca and smirk and she Rebecca exchanges it with a grin of her own. Resting her head over her hands on the back of the seat she sighs once again.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | This is just too easy. You're easy to ridicule, Faith and you can thank your friend Talia for helping in the process. See, after Talia finishes of with Brian Juneau who I'm sure she'll beat because let's just cut to the chase. Talia's a much better than him and well.. she's straight or we'd like to think she is. Either way, she mentioned wanting to put me and Keisha in our places. I don't see her willing to throw herself at MJ Storm and face him because he's already got issues of his own to deal with. And by issues, I mean he's already in a soup that he can't seem to find his way out of. So if you're looking forward to face MJ, get a number. But Talia doesn't want to. She wants to see me and Keisha 'pour in blood'. Apparently, I'm a pussy licker. You'd like that, wouldn't you Talia? I'd bet it makes you wet like the ocean just thinking about me and Keisha like that. Sadly, we're both straight and happen to be in relationships of our own. So I'm sorry, Talia. Go find a lesbian buddy elsewhere.

Rebecca stops for a mere second and rolls her eyes.

Cherie [c] 2006: by stealing this layout, you're only further proving my point that you want to be ME.

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εïз·Rebecca | Yeah right she wasn't coming after me. You're just afraid to admit that you were basically so shaken by me, you called her up and told her to get her chops down to the arena as soon as she could. And being the little sheep that you and Jade moulded her to be, she followed in your footsteps. No, I mean literally. She seduced some guy and then teased him because she didn't want to to fuck him. Why? Because she has AIDs and she's afraid she'd give it to him and then everyone in PWT would start calling her a whore. We might even burn her body at some point. So here's Talia, talking trash about me in every promo she cuts because she can't seem to get her head out of her ass. She's mad that I'm bashing her once again, is she? Well good because she brought this upon herself. But enough with Talia.. for NOW! I think it's in our best interest to discuss our match at hand, Faith. I've got you so worked up about basically nothing. You're probably taking a cold shower right now for name dropping. Let's look at another name you've dropped since being here. I don't recall where I've mentioned Alexandra Kane anywhere during these promos but I see you've brought her up once again. Is there some kind of jealous grudge you hold against her too? You can't get over the fact that she beat you and then ran you out of the fed. Of course, you're just the little chicken and it's so easy to push your buttons.

Licking her lips with a smirk on her face she loosens her hands from below her head and places them on her lap, this time sitting in a more lady like posture.

εïз·Rebecca | Just because you have one loss to Alexandra Kane doesn't make you a loser. You're right, it doesn't because she was much better than you and didn't stand a chance at beating her. It was eating you alive, wasn't it Faith and it still is. You've basically got a hard on from talking about her because of your obsession with her. And now you say Keisha was the one who started this fued between us? No. I don't recall Keisha stepping into this ring and even mentioning your name before you arrived. So it's your jealousy that started the fued. You were just jealous of me and so you came out on your debut match and started talking trash about me because I bothered you oh so much. But sadly, I don't just sit pretty and I heard what you had to say about me so I came out and excepted your challenge. All you had to do was shut the fuck up and leave because you got what you wanted but no, you just had to push it didn't you. I would have considered going easy on you but by just speaking your digging yourself a deeper hole. I've got you going so crazy ever since our match begun, you've literally challenged ever woman on the roster. Once again, none of them pay any heed to you because you're an attention whore. All you crave is attention and without attention, your existance on this earth would be null and void. Also, they do believe that after I'm done with you there won't be anything left to pick up but bones. You'd be a useless piece of shit on the roster which no one would consider a worthy opponent. Nobody takes you seriously, Faith. Not one single soul on this roster and your friend doesn't count. You think people take me for a joke? You must be in another world because that's far from the truth. That's just your alter ego speaking, Faith. Don't let it get to you. You deserve to know the truth, so stop living in your fantasies. I'd bet most people around here think that you're going to fall so quickly and you'd learn your lesson fast enough to back away before things get ugly but I personally think you're too much of an idiot to do something as smart as that. You've already stated that you wish to face me over and over again until you beat me, which is also admitting yourself that you won't be able to beat me this week. Sorry, Faith but you don't get more chances than two. I happen to have a life of my own than to come down to PWT every week and face you, a sore loser over and over again. You'd just end up making a complete and total fool of yourself, so if I were you, I'd run away. On sunday after I beat your ass in that ring, pack your bags and run back to one of those jobber feds that bred you. You're better off there knowing you're the queen of everything and being ignorant to the world that is above you. You might be the ruler of scums but you certainly are another degenerate trying to make it big in PWT by riding someone else's coat tails.

That smirk never escapes her lips as she continues to belittle Faith Cunter.

εïз·Rebecca | Once again, she pulls words from my mouth. I never said I was the best, I clearly mentioned I was ONE of the best. Unlike you my ego isn't the biggest. Not to such an extent when I'm literally blinded by it. You on the other hand must probably believe that you're the greatest out there but sadly, you're the only one that believes that. Drop it, Faith. Nobody treats you like you're some great wrestler who deserves respect because they know you don't deserve anything but a superkick to the jaw that will shut you the fuck up for a while. You're the biggest hypocrite in existance. You know why? You say that Keisha Williams had no right to start slagging you off in her promo, you didn't have a problem with her. Afraid of her, are you? Keisha can do whatever the fuck she wants to do. She could kick your T.V screen in your living room and all you'd be able to do is sit there and watch her with a snotty little grin on your face. You've ducking her all this time like Taylor Lynn has but now that you've got your pride back, you actually think you can defeat us. Sorry to burst your oozing little bubble, Faithy but you're living in a dream. Hey, it's cool that you got high hopes and everything but you know what they say, don't get your hopes up too high or you'll be brutally brusied at the end of our match. You're saying you won't feel disgusted after I beat you? Good for you. I'm glad you'd appreciate the fact that people would laugh in your fucking face once you've been slapped down and guess what? You can't say or do a thing about it because everytime you open your mouth to tell them that they're wrong. Everytime you assume things, the word 'hypocrite' will be playing in your head over and over the fuck again.

She begins to laugh evily, that same laugh she usually gives when she knows her opponent is sobbing inside after hearing the truth about themselves.

εïз·Rebecca | Mistakes, mistakes, mistakes. You keep making them by opening that cum filled mouth of yours to try and justify yourself. Look at you, so pathetic and helpless that you have to succumb yourself to utmost humiliation by contradicting yourself. You say that I suffered a loss to Sean Hunter, therefore I'm worthless. Yet when you lose to Alexandra Kane it means nothing then. Hell, If you thought that Xandra wasn't that good of a wrestler as you try so hard to make her look like, then you must be the week one. Hey, Sean Hunter has made quite the name for himself, it's something both you and I can't deny. Well, actually you can because you seem to be sheilding yourself from the truth so much these days. It wasn't really an embarrassment to lose to him because he's had quite a lot of years over me just like it shouldn't be an embarrassment for you to lose to me. Oh but wait a minute, it should be. Because I never claimed to better than Sean. I never said that I'd defeat him in the blink of an eye like you're doing to me. But you on the other hand, little miss hypocrite will soon be faced with reality. And as well all know reality is quite the hard slap in the face and slapping you during our match would be an underestatement. How about an PFA of reality? Or maybe I'll let you tap out which is much more embarrassing. Either way, Faith. It's not your choice to make. In the end, you'll crumble exactly how *I* want you to crumble. You're going to hate me with every little inch of your soul. Or is it that you already do? Don't be mistaken Faith, I don't hate you. I don't need to give you more attention that I'm already giving you. You're just another skank wanting to steal my thunder, something you're not going to get. Oh wait, did I say you're just like any other opponent of mine? Sorry, you're lower. I've faced the best in this industry and you can't even compare to them. Scarlett Manson gave me one hell of a fight, something you can only dream of doing.

The car comes to a stop right in the middle of nowhere. There is nothing in sight except for this old warehouse which doesn't seem to be too far away from where they are. Smoke begins to fill the air as Julia finds it hard to breath and begins to cough but Rebecca on the other hand just pushes open the door and walks out.

εïз·Julia | Where the fuck are we?

Rebecca walks towards Julia, helping her out of the car and away from all the smoke.

εïз·Julia | Please don't tell me that we're stuck in the middle of nowhere.

εïз·Rebecca | Look around you, Juelz. Does this seem like the place we're supposed to be?

There is pin drop silence before Julia begins to shed tears. Rebecca just rolls her eyes and walks towards the front of the car with her hands crossed.

εïз·Julia | We're out of gas aren't we? Please don't tell me we are.

εïз·Rebecca | Nope, we're not out of gas. No problem here.

With a sigh of relief Julia approaches Rebecca. She wears a slight smile on her face in appreciation that they're not quite screwed over. But when checking for it, she finds out that they really ARE out of gas and Rebecca was just lying to her.

εïз·Julia | What the fuck was that all about? We are out of gas. Are you kidding me?

εïз·Rebecca | You told me not to tell you that we're out of gas. Didn't want to see you cry even more.

Julia glares at Rebecca but suddenly gets a smug look on her face. Rebecca smirks at her and sighs. Soon the two of them just begin to laugh hysterically for a few minutes. We're unaware of whether is it due to the fact that they'd have to walk to the place or if they're just trying to cool off before ripping each other's roots out. Julia still seems to be laughing but Rebecca just stops and gets this distorted look on her face. Clenching her fists, she just glares at Julia who has now stopped laughing and has her jaw dropped to the floor. Knowing what is going to come her way, she slowly backs away holding both her hands in front of her incase she needs to push Rebecca off.

εïз·Julia | Stay calm, Rebecca. You're starting to scare the hell out me.

But Rebecca doesn't back away. She continues to advance towards Julia who seems to be more than terrified at the moment as you can tell by the sudden paleness of her skin.

εïз·Rebecca | This is all your fault. I swear, I could kill you right now.

She exerts pressure by suddenly letting out a scream that basically scares the living hell out of Julia. But before Julia attempts to run away she starts laughing hysterically.

εïз·Rebecca | You should have seen the look on your face you had back there.

Rebecca mocks trying to imitate her and getting a few kicks out of it herself but Julia just rolls her eyes.

εïз·Julia | Shut up and come on. Let's get out of here we need to fill this thing with more gas. Maybe if someone happens to pass by we could ask..

Rebecca cuts her right off.

εïз·Rebecca | Have you seen a car in the last fifteen minutes? I don't believe so. We're just going to have to walk there. I'm not waiting for hell if it plans to unleash on earth tonight. Fuck the car, we'll come back and get it and if it's gone by then, I'll get you a new one. Don't bicker.

Taking a deep breath, Julia finally nods her head in agreement and begins to walk. Rebecca smiles and gets her bag from the car as the two of them begin to 'walk the lonely road'. It was obviously a very hot day and one would get tired so easily and feel the urge to complain as they walked. But Rebecca wasn't about to kill time. She would continue to tell Faith the truth that Faith refused to belive what so ever.

εïз·Rebecca | You do know that I have a match today, right?

She asks after about ten minutes of silence while they're walking there. Julia who has almost recovered from sorrow she was feeling due to the loss of her car just nods slighty.

εïз·Julia | Is the match really important to you?

Her high pitched voice echo's through what looks like a deserted village with broke down houses. Rebecca scoffs and rolls her bright green eyes.

εïз·Rebecca | I'm not going to lie. All my match are of importance to me and this one is a bit special, not the best but it's definitely something to look forward to. Being able to put someone in their place is something I've been dying to do for a very long time especially in a very heated situation like this. And for what it's worth everyone says that Faith deserves what's coming to her and so I shall give them exactly what they want.

A slight smile spreads across Julia's lips.

εïз·Julia | Good. I've seen some of her work in PWT and she seems to be mediocre but I honestly couldn't care less about her because she's not as well known as she claims to be.

Rebecca chuckles as she's been literally stabbing that point down Faith's chest like it were a dagger.

εïз·Rebecca | And the only reason you've actually given a fuck about her is because she challenged me. Nobody in PWT would have looked twice at her had she not mentioned my name somewhere in there.

With those boots her feet are almost numb but Rebecca is not one to complain. She enjoys pain more than anything and it's more than welcome at her doorstep.

εïз·Julia | What an attention whore.

Julia mummbles under her breath.

εïз·Rebecca | Exactly. Now watch as she tries to attack you in the ring. You must be so special as an oridinary person to be mentioned by Faith.

Says Rebecca rolling her eyes.

εïз·Julia | Is Talia Rios a lesbian?

She asks out of the blue which causes Rebecca to shoot her a quick glance and then giggle, but in an evil manner.

εïз·Rebecca | If that ever gets proven, I have a ticked to murder her.

The two of them begin to laugh but soon they're cut off by some kind of howling coming from within the vicinity. Julia grabs onto Rebecca's arm and shudders. But Rebecca on the other hand just smirks.

εïз·Rebecca | She sounds beautiful, doesn't she?

It seems as though they have finally arrived at their destination; the warehouse. There's nothing special about this one since it blends in with the mud flying in it's pathway. The brown translucent window glasses have been somewhat smashed into and there's this buzzing sound that comes from somewhere around the back, must be a beehive. Julia can barely breathe but Rebecca takes her hand and walks into the doors of the warehouse. They're immediately greeted by half a dozen of rabbits who huddle together in fear from the sound that was just heard. Two men look up from the cages; one with a notepad and pen in his hand and the other one holds a broken chain.

εïз·Rebecca | She escape again?

Asks Rebecca who begins to glance around the large warehouse in hopes to find her favourite animal.

εïз·Julia | Who.. who escaped? What is this you guys are talking about. You're really starting to scare me.

Julia panics tightening her grip around Rebecca's arm. Rebecca begins to laugh and assure Julia that there's nothing to be afriad of.

εïз·Rebecca | It's okay, Juelz. She won't hurt you unless..

Rebecca pauses with a slight smirk on her face in order to tease the young woman who's already been fear strucken.

εïз·Julia | Tell me!

Just then Julia feels something against her leg. She is about to jump right out of her skin but she suddenly stops and smiles.

εïз·Julia | Aww. Is this who you're speaking of?

She implies, getting down on her knees and playing with the little chiwawa who seems hauntingly familiar. DUN DUN DUN.

εïз·Rebecca | No, that's just Faith's little puppy. Watch out for him, he seems like an innocent little thing but he'll take your virginity faster than you can blink. Didn't I tell you how Faith came to losing her virginity?

Everyone breaks out into a soft laughter until Rebecca walks over towards the men attending to the bunnies.

εïз·Rebecca | What do have for me and how much do I owe you?

Getting one of the men's attention, most noteably the one with the pen and paper who's supposed to have the bill she pears over and checks the cute little fur balls out.

εïз·Bunny man| Why don't you take a quick gander at them, Miss Rebecca. These hares are one of the most swift ones and are exports from Russia.

Rebecca arches an eyebrow and looks at the man quizically.

εïз·Bunny man| Russia, where the best bunnies come from.

That was meant to be a joke, wsn't it? Rebecca just nods along and then steps back from the cage watching the animals as they move around in their cages helplessly unknowing of whats going to happen to them in a few minutes. You'd have more sympathy on these rabbits than you did on Faith because unlike her, they never asked to be hurt. Sadly, there was nothing they could do about it.

εïз·Rebecca | Good. They're just fine and I think he'll enjoy them. Thanks for coming. You're excused. Have a nice life.

Says Rebecca who walks away from the man after he hands her the bill and she gives him a load of cash. Turning towards the other man who has a grin on his face, she smiles at him.

εïз·Rebecca | Bring my baby in, now!

Julia who was entertaining the puppy looks towards Rebecca awkwardly but she freezes as soon as she hears a loud roar coming from behind the back door. Footsteps start to get louder and louder as if they were pounding through the gound. They can do nothing but wait for something to happen, not one of them dare to move a muscle in their body let alone take in a breath of air. Well, except for the puppy who begins to whimper as he can sense the danger that's arriving them.

εïз·Rebecca | Here she comes.

Says Rebecca with a smug look on her face. There is a hint of a shadow from underneath the door and suddenly the steel door gets crushed towards the side and there he is. You could see eyes literally popping out of their sockets as they look upon the beast. There is a moment of pin drop silence when suddenly the beast roars as loud as whe can. Her sounds, that of a panther but her features are nothing compared to any animal. She's somewhat of a strange beast that would be two times smaller than an elephant but a few inches taller than a lion. In fear for their lives, the rabbits huddle together to one side of the big cage while still keeping their eyes on the most dominant factor around. Julia holds the chiwawa closer to try and protect it.

εïз·Rebecca | At it girl!

Rebecca exclaims while approaching the fierce looking animal and petting it over the head as it licks it's lips blinks twice.

εïз·Rebecca | Welcome, Oh hideous one. Today on the menu we have six delicious RAW rabbits whom you shall be able to devour in no time but after you've finished your lunch, I have a very special treat for you. Why it's the beast version of Faith.

The animal's eyes wander around until he meets the scared little pup who burries it's head in Julia's lap.

εïз·Rebecca | If you could call that a beast.

She rolls her eyes and walks over the rabbit cage. Julia looks over towards her with a perplexed look on her face but she ignores the girl and just opens the cage.

εïз·Rebecca | Come and get em' tiger.

Rebecca chuckles as the beast roars and then breaks free of it's chains. The rabbits have already started to rush out of the cage causing chaos and head for someplace safe but the door is sealed and there's no where to go. With the instincts of a cheetah, the hell beast on the other hand just dashes swiftly across the room, pouncing right on the cage. Julia who is just about thirty inches away from the cage screams on the top of her lungs. The beast pounces right on top of her nailing her to the ground with it's four legs trapping her body inside it's cell, while the poor little chiwawa begins to head for the opening in the door. Luckily, Rebecca snatches the kinky little hair balls and throws him harshly towards the floor.

εïз·Rebecca | Take care of this.. thing.

She says walking over towards Julia who's squealing for her help.

εïз·Julia | Make it go away, Rebecca. Please tell her to stop.

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Through all the seriousness that's spreading around the room, Rebecca finds it in herself to laugh out loud at Julia. She slowly pets the grunting beast on it's head.

εïз·Rebecca | He isn't doing anything for me to tell him to stop.

She brings her hand down harder on the beast's back as it hurries away in search of it's prey.

εïз·Rebecca | Now why don't you guys just leave and let me deal with these.

Julia, paying no heed to Rebecca just rushes towards the man at the door way. The two of them hurry out of the back door. Although they're followed by one of the rabbits, a large stone just drops right on top of it, crushing it's center and almost cutting the rabbit in two parts; it's head on the outside and body on the other side. Much to it's dismay the small animal begins to wiggle as it's not dead yet but there's no way in hell it's going to be able to break free from such a thing.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | Well, well, well look what the cat dragged in.

Says Rebecca advancing towards the little rabbit with a smirk on her face. She removes a dagger from her bag and slowly begins to drag blood from the animal's blood. Obviously, it creates an aroma so tasteful that the beast desires, it rushes towards the door and rips the half of the animal that's there with it's sharp teeth. Rebecca watches with a look of sheer satisfaction on her face.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | She learned that from me.

With a wink, she begins to walk away from the scene of crime and pick up the little chiwawa that's tied up to some kind of pole. His hands are over his eyes as he refuses to watch the painful death of the firs innocent animal today.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | Oh, I'm sorry, Faith. You're probably wondering how I got my blood coated hands on your little pup. Serves you right to treat your maids so badly, it looks like all it took was a call and they were more than willing to hand over this horney little thing here. Actually, it was more you. They wanted me to kill you like I'm going to kill this poor little pup because they hold such a low opinion on you. When you really think of it, this chiwawa here is exactly like you. It's horney, helpless and can't afford to fend for itself and that's why I don't like the look of it's ugly little face.

She smashes the dog across the wall but not too roughly as her hell beast likes to kill it's food and refuses dead animals. Picking the imp up, so that it's not yet devoured, she continues to inform Faith about how her little puppy got into her hands.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | You hold this thing so dearly to your heart, don't you? I saw you hugging it tightly in that little promo of yours against Isabell Winters. I'm sure it's the only thing that cares about your diseased filled cunt and I'm about to rip it away from you so you won't have one shred of humanity left in you anymore. I'm going to make you feel empty by the end of this match, so much so you'd want to hang yourself when you're able to take your first few steps after long days in the hospital where you'd only be able to drink your food through a tube or maybe have someone chew it for you because your jaws have been stretched apart so far and wide, you'd be unable to close them.

Rebecca gets a hideous grimace on her face, one that shall instill fear into the hearts of many. Not because of her looks but because of the evil she can create that destroys many men and woman.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | When we go into that ring together, I'm not just going to wrestle you. Instead, drawing blood from your body is much more important than anything. Of course, I'm going to have to need to be protected as your blood contains various amount of STDs you've attained throughout the years of fucking unimportant men.

Eww? She gets a disgusted look on her face but it interrupted by a rabbit's head that falls to her feet. It's neck is immediately soaked in blood as one would presume it's head was clawed out from it's body just recently. A feeling of content comes over her as she bends over and looks at the dead animal.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | So I've got some fascination with Lola Star, huh? So much so that I'm Lola by night and Rebecca by day. You've got to be kidding yourself breaking kayfabe and everything. Though once again you've ripped me off in your insults by telling me that when I was the one who called you Alicia Scott the past week. But nevertheless, I don't think using someone as an example would rise to that extent of having an obsession with them. Hey, you're the one who mentions her as well just as much as you mention Keisha Williams and Alexandra Kane. I didn't even have to bring her up for you to toss her name around in your promo, but you did. Is there some kind of lesbian crush you have for them? No? Then stop fucking accusing me when you're doing the same thing. I look at your promos and all I see is you telling me what I told you in my last promo. Can't get your own shit so you have to copy me. Some of the things you say aren't even valid. You accuse me of understimating you and taking you for a fool when you're doing the exact same thing to me. So how does that make you look any better? Though, I'll give you a hand. You've contradicted yourself enough throughout all your promos and it was quite enjoyable to call you on your shit and get on your nerves at the same time.

She proceeds to walk towards the hell beast who is on her third rabbit. She seems to be moving quite quickly for the rabbits are the fastest movers of their kind. Rebecca chuckles as the beast rips it's head out by gripping the rabbit's enormous ears with it's teeth. The head flies towards Rebecca who catches it right in her hand dropping the ugly little chiwawa at once. With a smirk on her face she's holds the head up high enough for Faith to see.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | This could qualify as your head for the evening, "Faith Harding". Harding, eh? As in Hardy or that your cock is hard? Either way, your last names are funnier than mine. Who'd you marry this time? Matt hardy? One can dream. It doesn't really bother me what you do in your personal life, Faith. I could care less who you're fucking and who you're married to. But just around the time you starting brown nosing your way into mine, things got really heated. If you would have been the good little girl you are and stuck your nose out of my business, your career in wrestling wouldn't have had a huge gap from the time I kicked your ass till whenever the fuck you recover because it's going to be a long time since that. You see, there's not going to be time for a rematch because you'd be in lacking in the pshyical department badly. So maybe if you're good friend Talia wants to attempt to 'shut my trap', she can try. But just like you, she'll fail and suffer the same fate. I could do a lot worse and I WILL do it to you. You might think that you have seen me at my best in the ring, which I believe is complete bullshit. I'm just getting there and hopefully so are you because you don't hold up a very strong wall either. You're not even at my level, you're below me. And you can trust me on that. Ask ANYONE and they'll agree. So what if I had a year over you? Just because you were screwing around in WWE:STR, a fed that doesn't even compare to PWT doesn't make a good excuse. Not that I was in PWT before but even that fed is better than the one you have been in. Yeah, I've heard about it but I certainly didn't pay attention to that black hole of a fed. You're right, I'm much more well known than you are and that's a shame on your part. You owned your own fed after all. That's supposed to be big and everything and I'd know. Remember I was in it. Of course, something simple as that would slip your mind but I don't blame you since it was only for a short while where I crucified one of your superstars and chopped their cock off. Something which I'd do to you if you happened to have one. So just let me know.

She winks and tosses the head over her shoulder like it were a worthless piece of dirt. Hidding the wall behind her, it creates a blood stain on the walls. The chiwawa has already gotten himself into trouble as the beast attempts to crush it within it's top and bottom teeth but Rebecca yanks the sad little pup away for it is not time for desert yet, not quite.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | Don't you touch one little hair on that damn dog's head. Just finish those three off and you'll get him.

The beast growls and storms off to find the others while Rebecca smirks and continues to address Faith.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | You love her, don't you? Just like she can't wait to get her hands on your precious little pup, I can't wait to get mine on you. I know you can barely contain yourself since you have such an obsession with me to actually be able to get your hands on me. You'd probably feel exhilirated with just my mere presence. You don't know what I'm like in the ring for you to just pass judgement over me like that. But somehow you'll say you do and that you've seen me on T.V while you were sitting back in your old fashioned clothes and fucking the hell out of a male prostitute you hired to seduce you in your promos. What guy would want to touch one hair on your unshaved cunt? Obviously, those desperate for sex which just happen to have picked a prostitute over you for example your husband and miss Lola Star. Now again with the obsession remarks. Oh shoot me with them please, your shit doesn't affect me in any way. Infact, you're disses are as weak as you. All you called me this past week is what Jade or Talia Rios would call anyone on a bad day. It's quite annoying having to deal with you and Talia when you are nothing but two of Jade's biggest marks. Trend followers? And oh, please do bring Jade in here because I know that's what you'll succumb to in the end. Can't live without any protection can you and you seem to think that Jade's the one who can protect you from me. Sorry, Faith Hardings but there's NO ONE in the world, no matter how strong they are or how much power they possess, they'll never be able to take you away from my death grip. You're my prey now and you have no way to escape from this trap you've built around yourself.

Rebecca pauses for a moment as she is being approached by the hell beast. She looks up at Rebecca with such intensity. Her green eyes with yellow flickers branching out of them almost burn hole's through the pyro princess. She has the head of the last rabbit dangling from her mouth with what looks like a few veins wrapped around it's blood coated teeth. Rebecca smirks and looks down at the little chiwawa, who's hairs on it's ears raise as the beast lets out another roar, this time the loudest.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | Yes, yes. He'll be yours in no time.

She says throwing the puppy in the hell beast's way. The puppy attempts to run as it doesn't give much second thought to the fact that running doesn't get you any far. It's chain running loose on the ground making some sort of irritating sound. Nevertheless, the beast yanks at the chain stopping the chiwawa from running with such force that it's pulled back and shoved onto the ground before the beast. Blood drips over the little dog from the beast's mouth as the left over of the rabbit get crushed and then swallowed.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | Kill him. Devour him.

She says waiting for the animal to run wild over the small, helpless animal that's beneath it. Just liek Faith is beneath Rebecca.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | Now.

The shadow of the beasts's head rising and then falling back down in such speed causes shreiks from it's prey as blood splatters all across the wall. Rebecca has a few droplets of blood on her face which make smile casually. She wipes them off immediately realizing that the dog did have contact with Faith and therefore it must be filled with diseases judging how it's so whore like which he must have got from her.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | Just like that, Faith you're going to end up suffering in my hands. You can run all you want and hide as well but that's not going to stop me. I'm sure you're a woman of your pride and hiding doesn't quite cut it for you and your personality, so that'll only benefit me. I don't have to chase you around like my beast did to these rabbits to rip your head away from your shoulder because you'd be confident enough to let me.

She smirks walking over towards the beast and petting it as it begins to roar loudly with Faith's Chiwawa's remains in it's mouth. Blood gushes from the slight opening of it's lips and it chews on the small dog's fresh body.

εïз·Rebecca Rancid | This really is going to be night for you to remember, Faith and not because it's the night you get pubically humiliated but the public gets to see what your blood tastes like for themselves as it splatters all over the audience and trust me. We're going to have many deaths due to the HIV your blood contains. Good luck, Faith. You don't have to wish me luck in this match because I'm not going to break a leg, I'm going to break both yours at the end.

With a wink she points at the camera as if to say 'see you there' and the scene fades to black.

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