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A white envelope was located somewhere on a mahogany desk held down by a cut transparent stone, possibly there to keep the envelope from flying off the desk as the open window caused much air to escape from the room as it entered. As the camera nears the envelope the light coming from outside prisms in different angles creating different colors on the plain white paper making the words on it clear; the name Rebecca Rancid is written in regular font on the top. The camera then pans towards the chair behind the desk and we see a brunette sitting on it. You can hear her voice as she seemingly chats with an associate on the phone. You can tell it's a friend as she constantly laughs and plays with the wire of the phone while sitting back relaxed. Even the tone in her voice is chirpier than usual. All of a sudden the door is slammed open and someone else enters the room.

Rebecca.R a n c i d ;; Are you fucking kidding me, Jillian?

The woman slams the phone back down in Rebecca's presence as a sence of panic is rising in her body.

J i l l i a n ;; I was just talking to uhh.. Victoria Beckham because she wanted to see if you wanted in on her new show since like..

She constantly stutters causing Rebecca to roll her eyes. Rebecca just walks up to the desk and picks the phone up raising it to Jillian's face.

Rebecca.R a n c i d ;; Hmm.. really? Victoria Beckham doesn't have a man's voice. You were clearly talking to your idiot boyfriend, weren't you? How many times have I to tell you that making personal phone calls in prohibited when you work for me? Especially since I have people trying to get in contact with me twenty four seven and they can't get through because little Jill is talking to her boyfriend.

Jillian simply eyeballs Rebecca causing the pyro princess to become infuriated with her. But instead of snapping she just smirks at Jill and holds to phone up to her ear.

Rebecca.R a n c i d ;; Goodbye and don't ever call back here again.

Slamming the phone down, she is about to walk out of the office when suddenly it begins to ring again. Before Jillian can get her crummy little hands on the phone, Rebecca grabs hold of it and begins to talk to the person on the other end.

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It was just a mundane day when she received a call from Mr. Decaine inviting her to join the IRX. Why not? Decaine had made certain comments about Rebecca during the opening of the federation and it was only fitting that she joined the company now that she had some free time on her hands. And of course, there was a certain group of females who happened to be running around like insects just waiting to be squished by Rebecca and it was only a matter of time before she called them on their shit. They were backstage at the Revolution arena already, no need to be elsewhere as the prey was already where it was supposed to be. Decaine was complaining about some pests around the place and Rebecca came to terminate them, figuratively spreaking, of course.

So far only three females made their debut in IRX; one of which was Sasha Riley who was the first Vixen Championess to grace the federation. She was back for her title and everyone knew no one was going to stop her from getting it. The other two were a couple of bimbo's you would find at an aftershow party banging the first man with a penis. Both annoyed Rebecca just by opening their mouth and she was about to put them in their place.

Footsteps could be heard in the distance, obviously those by leather and lucite Manolo Blahnik's. Her clothing for the day consisted of a line jacket with mandarin collar and tulle skirt, both by Ralph Lauren. She is also accompanied by a few people that carry her bags to her locker room. Motioning for them to go towards the locker room without her, she continues to walk in the hallway when someone bumps into her.

Rebecca.R a n c i d ;; Excuse you. Can't you watch where you're going?

Rebecca questions while raising an eyebrow at the dark haired woman standing before her. The poor girl, who I might add is a backstage interviewer, freezes in her tracks. She can barely spit out an answer while Rebecca furiously glares at her but she tries.

J E S S E.James ;; Hi.. I'm Jesse James and I would really like an interview with you.

Rebecca rolls her eyes at Jesse and lets out a sigh. Another one of those? She folds her arms over her chest and shrugs.

Rebecca.R a n c i d ;; Why not? I really do have a lot to get out of my chest so you better ask the right questions or I simply won't answer them.

Jesse smiles and begins to drown her in questions.

J E S S E.James ;; First of all, I would like to say that I am so glad that you have decided to come back. The last time we saw you in action, you obviously won the W2K Championess but then some problems arose that put you out from wrestling for a while. What do you plan on doing to prevent that sort of problem from happening again?

Rebecca.R a n c i d ;; Absolutely nothing. I can't restrict myself when it comes to tearing people apart physically. The more hate and rage I feel towards them, the more they should consider hiring a lawyer to sue me for crushing their bones with my bare fingers. When I wrestle, I see wrestling as a part of life. If I don't like you, I'll knock your lights out and if you don't like it you can try and fight back but there's no guarantee you'd win. I find a few women on the roster quite annoying and I would really like to enlighten them about the way they are behaving and how wrong it is in my eyes.

She saw the look on Jesse's face and all it did was bring a smile to her's, a smirk rather because smiles were only meant when there was happiness and right now no one was exactly happy. Jesse cocked an eyebrow wondering who Rebecca was talking about. Dare she ask?

J E S S E.James ;; Can you name the women on the roster that you don't like?

Arching her eyebrows Rebecca glares at Jesse for a moment and then that same smirk crosses her face.

Rebecca.R a n c i d ;; Would you mind if I addressed them directly since they probably will be watching this sooner or later?

Jesse smiles once again to hide her true feelings.

J E S S E.James ;; Yes. Whatever you want to do.

Rebecca nods and brings Jesse's microphone closer to her lips after snatching it out of her hand.

Rebecca.R a n c i d ;; Earlier we witnessed the debut of a woman named Titiana Mackenzie. Titiana? I mean really, what kind of name is that? Upon hearing it, I assumed it was the name of a lesbian which arose conflict in my mind. I obviously wanted to throw rocks at her but then I discovered she wasn't like that at all. She's a rather mellow, nice punk rock girl who's shy of speaking in public and that's cool. Her demands for respect are the only thing that gets on my nerves because she hasn't done jack shit in her professional career for her to deserve that respect. Louise Houghton was truely right about her.

Says the beautiful blonde with a smirk on her lips. She takes one glance at Jesse who stands silently and then her eyes move back to the camera.

Rebecca.R a n c i d ;; Just when Louise is rejoicing, thinking that she's safe from a good telling, her proverbial bubble is about to be popped. Whoops, Louise, you're a little hypocrite. I got a kick out of you telling Titiana off, not because you have a good sense of humor at any costs but because you obviously should be saying the same thing to yourself in the mirror. I don't know where you got that little ego of yours but I suggest you drop it before things get ugly. What have you done that compares to Titiana? Nothing. I'm not talking about achievements or little title belts either, I'm talking matches. Who have you beat? Obviously no one important enough to bother mentioning. See while you're calling someone else on their shit, you should obviously check yourself because you're only making yourself look like an idiot. You're Louise WHOton like my protege labelled you and I most certainly don't think any highly of you. In fact, you're on my shit list and I won't hesitate to smack you in the head when I get the chance. By the time that happens I'm sure Sasha will be kicking you around in the ring as you attempt to take her title, which dare I say you have no chance in getting. Lose the ego, bitch and you'll see straight... sadly only to receive a blow to your head.

She winks while letting out a soft chuckle.

Rebecca.R a n c i d ;; Oh and by the way, don't try and kiss my ass hoping I won't get on your case because I sure will.

Handing back the microphone to Jesse, she makes her way towards God knows where. Maybe she's about to find Louise and give her the shock of her life or maybe she just doesn't care that much and is going to talk with Decaine about her future in the federation. Jesse, however, tries to call after her but gets no response and is in turn dissappointed. Well, I can only hope that Louise and Titiana don't let their guards down when Rebecca comes around because there's going to be one hell of an asskicking when they meet. Only Rebecca knows what's going to happen next and it won't be pretty.