La Bella Don
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------
And may their first child be a masculine child.

We see an open pack of Marlboro Reds, which one can only assume is Rebecca’s breakfast and then several others in the hands of Seifer. Yes, Seifer had suddenly decided to take up smoking or he just happens to be collecting those for our favorite villain.

“Seifer, tell her this is crazy.�?A man whom we’ll call Ray Green shouts out. “She wants to run this business into the ground and it irritates me that you’re just going to let her do it.�?/FONT>

Ray has joined Seifer and Rebecca Rancid in what looks like the bedroom in her house in Los Angeles. From what we know about Rebecca, we can assume that this took place not too long ago. Rebecca had only lived in L.A for three years and by the looks of the house, she’d almost been there for a year.

“Do you trust me?�?/FONT> Seifer who is dressed in a simple robe is now seen picking up cigarette packets from all over the place. Those things are literally placed like landmines in the house - over a table, on top of a lap top and even next to a picture of Adolph Hitler, a personal favorite of Rebecca‘s.

The reason for this was because Rebecca could easily find a pack of cigs instead of running around looking for places where Seifer might of hid them.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if you coughed your lungs out, darling.�?he would tell her in order to make her quit. But a quitter she was not and she never even attempted quitting.

“Yes, Master Seifer.�?said Ray like he was talking to God. “I do.�?/FONT>

“Then you trust Bex too.�?

Ray simply rolled his eyes. “How can you say that?�?he was so determined to turn Seifer against Rebecca‘s ideas. Ray had no problem with Seifer at the helm but Rebecca was never liked. “All I’m saying is this is too risky. No one else has bothered to accept this offer from Mr. Coco so what makes you think we’ll benefit from this?�?/FONT>

“Coco is my long time friend.�?answers Rebecca. “And besides, I think it’s time we get out there and take some risks. I run almost half this business now, along with our silent partner and I believe I’m entitled to my opinion on how things are run around here. You don’t have to look at Seifer for orders anymore, you slave ass bitch, he‘s not in this. Help yourself to some more coffee and cigarettes.�?/FONT>

As told by Rebecca, Green picks up a cigarette from the pack she holds up and she lights it for him. The art of bribing came naturally to Rebecca, even with the smallest things. “Then why is he HERE. I thought we needed as much privacy for this as possible. Could you imagine if someone else knew we were having this conversation?�?/FONT>

“Don’t act like such a fucking pussy, Green�?/FONT> Seifer didn’t have to look at him but he knew he someone was irritated.

“I’ll tell you what.�?/FONT> says Rebecca. “Why don’t you get Coco on the phone and tell him *I* want him to get the fuck down here so we can discuss this further. Then, I’ll make *my* decision and you fucks won’t have any say in that. I’m your boss, Green. You either roll with what I say or fuck off. And let’s be adults about this, if you leave, I’ll kill you.�?/FONT>

“Whatever.�?said Green who then rushed outside the bedroom.

“Just make the fucking call.�?/FONT>

----------

Rebecca believed in taking big risks but it was BUD’s resident jobber - Leaky Format who was taking risks this week. First, he asks for Roxy to book him in a match with BUD’s best superstar. Sorry, Leaky, Seifer has better things to do with his time so Roxy chose someone who’s been a friend of his for a while now - Rebecca Rancid. But the testosterone fueled Leaky Format couldn’t handle the fact that a woman has been selected to take the old dog out to the backyard, put a bullet through his brain and end his miserable life. I suppose Leaky assumed that someone like Seifer or Syck would face him at ultimate war so he could gracefully bow out of BUD. Much to his dismay, the owner planned on further embarrassing the jobber. That damn Roxy!

Like Rebecca promised, she was now in Arizona. This wasn’t her first time though, since she had been to Mandy Manson’s house this past year. She considered wearing a janitor’s outfit for her match since she was ridding the halls of BUD of it’s unneeded garbage.

“Call Roberto Cavalli.�?she put down on her blackberry and sent it over to one of the girls who worked for her.

She was staying at the most luxurious suite in Phoenix and decided to throw a going away party for Leaky Format. So she called over a couple of friends who were now partying in the pool she closed down to other guests for her privacy. Right now, she was sitting by poolside with a lap top beside her. It’s about time that this jobber got set straight.

“Today’s discussion is about jobbers because I seem to be facing one on this PPV. Roxy has asked me a personal favor, she even kissed my hand godfather style.�?jokes the beautiful Rebecca Rancid. “She wants to put an end to this jobber and I can see why. Incase you didn’t know, jobbers are those who ultimately suck at the career path they’ve chosen. These people think they’re top shit when in actual fact, they are lower than the scum of the earth. In this case, someone somewhere down the line had actually decided to give this jobber a push and from then on, the jobber kept claiming that he deserves shots at any title he chooses. This jobber has to be the whiniest bitch on the planet since he just can’t seem to admit to the fact that he’s a loser at life and doesn‘t deserve anything but a slow and painful death.�?/FONT>

Rebecca picks up a glass of champagne from the waiter who is serving guests at her party and takes a sip before speaking again.

“Now Sparrow has stated that like Novacaine, Leaky won’t leave BUD and he’ll continue to get titles jobbed to him and job them to someone else that next week, since that’s what jobbers do. But don’t fret, birdman, I’ve got the best vacuum in town to suck that dust bunny right from under the ass of management and put it away for good.�?/FONT> with a wink, she proceeds to address the next thing Leaky mentioned.

“I can’t seem to place my finger on when exactly I faced this jobber but give me a moment to recall.�?she said sarcastically. “Oh yes, Leaky Format was included in a match I had against Brian Corven almost three years ago. Sadly for Leaky, everybody forgot he was in the match because he wasn‘t a threat at all and definitely didn‘t stand in Corven‘s or my way. He was like the Freddo, who was pushed aside because he never compared to Santino and couldn’t even hold a fucking candle to Michael. Now I ended up beating Corven but that didn’t impress Leaky much.�?/FONT>

Rebecca pretends to be confused again but rolls her eyes instead of playing along.

“Oh wait, since when did I give a fuck what some jobber thought of me? Let me break down what the bed wetter had to say in these last few days. He thinks that I’ve only held titles because of some management “push�?and not because I actually worked hard to be in the position I am. Anyone not living under a rock can tell you that I was never liked by any of the managers but they did have respect for me. Like any other superstar, I earned all my contenderships and went on to face the best BUD legends out there. I don’t need to name names because you all know who they are. I don’t need to constantly brag about my title accomplishments here either because I’ve earned so much more but at the same time, people need to know the facts.�?/FONT>

A smirk appears on her face as she begins her next sentence.

“But let’s look at the bed wetter’s accomplishments, shall we? I’m not quite sure how long he has been in BUD since his existence has been completely meaningless to me all this time until now. Somehow, he managed to “win�?the BUD heavyweight title after Dante jobbed it to him and then lost it the very next week. Now Dante Cross doesn’t strike me as the type of person who’d want to help a jobber. Not after he buried that overweight bitch Georgia James, no.�?BA ZING! “So I actually watched back and saw that it was DSL who took out Dante and Leaky took cover over the champion of that time. Either way, the title was jobbed and handed to Leaky Format just so he doesn’t cut his wrists. So now that we have accepted the fact that the Heavyweight title was jobbed let us move onto the next one - The Franchise championship. This is a title I intend to go for in the near future but at that time, it was held by Jake Frost. The match never really took place because Frost never showed up. Clearly he could care less about the title or his position in BUD, which I can only assume is between Justin Black‘s legs. So once again, the referee rang the bell, and without breaking a sweat. Leaky was handed the Franchise championship. But don’t hold your breath kids, Leaky lost the same title in the next week to Justin Black. Did Leaky even deserve the Franchise belt? I honestly doubt that. He won via disqualification against some random female wrestler named Amber. In other words, a DQ means you never won the match. Leaky also claims that he’s an Icon, another title he never won and never will win when I’m around. Let’s talk about our latest title, the BUDvision.�?She takes a deep breath and smiles. “I remember this title very well. Back when people with actual credibility were around, Mat Collins and I faced each other for this title, twice, and then it became the most sought after title besides the heavyweight championship. So Leaky Format is actually pitched against Jade, and well.. I think this footage will speak for itself.�?says Rebecca grabbing hold of her lap top and opening it up to play the good ol�?match.

Jade is looking on with a smile on her face. Her arrogant partner, and opponents from last week are tearing each other apart on the ramp way, and she loves it. She loves it so much she even forgets about the fact that she is in a match, herself. One person who hasn't forgotten this, is Leaky. He has regained his strength and has no interest in what is happening on the ramp, instead he is focused on taking advantage of the fact that Jade isn't paying attention. He comes up behind her and sweeps her legs out from under her for a school boy. From there, he places her feet on the ropes so the referee can't see. The ref counts. One...Two...Three! Leaky immediately takes his feet off the ropes and stands up in victory.

Rebecca shuts the lap top down and puts it aside. The video speaks for itself, not only is Leaky Format a jobber, he’s a fucking cheater too.

“And after this, the bed wetter has the audacity to ask for a rematch. Sadly for him, with Roxy back in power again, the baby isn’t getting the milk it constantly cries for. Leaky, you’d think after all the management “pushes�?you’ve gotten in the past that there are more opportunities to come in that area. But I’m very sad to inform you that the only management push you’re getting when Roxy’s around is down a flight of stairs. Me and the Queen Bytch may not see eye to eye but this is just business and I’m here to sweep you out of BUD’s arena once and for all.�?she winks and proceeds to verbally rip him even further.

“They say it’s not good to kick a jobber when he’s down but hell, when have I ever been a good girl. If the people in BUD remember my name, they usually associate it with all the trouble I’ve single handedly caused in the past few years. So it’s not like you’d be getting any less of an ass kicking than you would have had you been booked against Seifer Jacobs. Besides, I’m one inch taller than you are so I doubt it would take any more than a kick to your jaw to win that match.�?/FONT>

She takes another sip of the champagne and then tosses it into the pool. Getting up and heading over to the bar, she gets a pitcher of beer and begins to pour drinks for her guests.

“I’m not training, I haven’t even been in that ring for months now, but I don’t need to because I’m facing you. I could even take a nap on a bed in the ring until the moment I have to get up and face you and I’d still win this match. By no means am I underestimating you, bed wetter, but you don’t have a single thing to prove you’re worth a match against me, even if I‘m the one who is ending your career of jobbing. You want to talk about arrogance? I‘m arrogant when it comes to jobbers like yourself but I can be because I have a lot of things to back up what I say. It‘s not my fault you‘re completely uneducated on what I have done but at the same time, I could care less. All you should know is that after our very short match, you‘ll be packing your bags and be going back to whichever hell hole you came from.�?/FONT>

She then proceeds to push a couple of people into the pool after pouring them drinks as the scene is ending.

-------------

In a flash back, we see Rebecca’s car pulling up to a small house located in the southeastern part of Pomona. A few young gentlemen are easily tempted to see who’s inside the car but as Rebecca gets out, they leave immediately. She’s completely by herself as she walks up to the front door without hesitation and rings the door bell. It takes a while, but a blonde woman who seems to have just woken up answers the door.

“Can I help you?�?/FONT> she asks in a very scratchy voice.

“I’m looking for Mr. Cody Conrad.�?she asks staring the woman down like a hawk.

The woman then disappears and after a few minutes, a much taller man emerges from behind the door. He doesn’t need to wear a smile on his face as his watery blue eyes are wide open when he sees his next big meal ticket standing in front of the door to his house. Brushing his long strawberry blonde hair from his face he reaches his hand out to Rebecca Rancid.

“Seifer..�?he says softly. “he accepted, didn’t he?�?/FONT>

He takes a moment to thank god and then gives Rebecca a strange look.

“I love you, doll. It was you who convinced him that doing this with me was a good idea, I know it. You’ve been on my side from day one, a true friend. Hell, you’ve meant more to me than any woman I’ve met, even my mother. It’s ironic that I haven’t even fucked you yet and I know that. I know you’ve been a great friend and I’d never let you down but I don’t know how to tell you this. I’ve been snorting lines of those things all fucking day long. Snorting it off my table, my fucking lap top has traces of that white shit all over. You know, when we first met you gave me that picture of Adolph? I’ve snorted coke off his face as well. I fucked that bitch while she let me snort some off her tits too.�?he points inside indicating that the woman is still alive in there. “Bexy, I don’t know what the fuck to tell you. I’m addicted. It’s almost gone. Everything. I was too tempted. But you got to take this.�?he reaches into his pockets and pulls out a piece of paper with what looks like his signature on there. “You have to tell Seifer I didn’t do it. He’s going to kill me…�?he whispered softly over and over again. “He’s going to kill me. He’s going to kill me. He’s going to kill me.�?/FONT>

Rebecca just stood there looking at him without any emotion on her face. She grabbed a hold of his hand and looked up directly into his now blood shot eyes.

“Coco!�?she exclaims. “It’s been nice doing business with you.�?

And with that, she lets go of his hand and quickly makes her way back towards the car. The confused Mr. Coco is then met with a much larger man who puts a hole straight through his heart via a silencer. As Cody stumbles around in his own house on his last few breaths, he sees the woman he was with lying on the floor next to a message in blood reading..

“Your end.�?/FONT>

Rebecca was still in her bedroom after Ray Green left and Seifer eventually hid all those packets of cigarettes. She then glanced over at the picture of Adolph Hitler, it still had a few stains of cocaine on it so she gently removed it from the frame and dusted it off. Somewhere around her house, supposedly her garage, he opened a packet of cigarettes and inside a small package of cocaine was found. Of course, the coke never stayed in the same place at one time. It was actually the foundation of the new business she owned by herself. Seifer could only smile as he knew that he picked the right person to run the business.

La Bella Don
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------
If anything in this life is certain, if history has taught us anything, it is that you can kill anyone. 

Greatness; A word so often spoken but never properly understood.

Let’s not talk about what greatness is, but rather, what it’s not. Greatness does not exist within a person who claims it but rather when the population as a whole claims said person is. To be considered great, the person has to accomplish something that only a few people can. In this case, the BUD heavyweight champion was seen as a piece of gold that was only held by the greatest stars in BUD. But the value of a good decreases when there is less demand for it. A little less than 2 years ago, BUD was wiped clean of most of it’s great superstars. However, a few still remained and sooner or later grew weary of fighting back and forth between themselves for this lovely strap that held the greatest piece of gold in BUD. So that was the time when such lowlifes like Leaky Format and Hank were given the chance to hold title belts to show the world that they possess such greatness.

We, in the real world, call this BULLSHIT. Leaky Format had never accomplished anything prior to his great win for the Heavyweight championship. He had no qualifications or right to be in a match where this title was fought over. Women and men bled in this match but they ended up beating each other so badly that one of them lost a couple of brain cells. This same person, attacked another superstar and let the wet diaper take cover and win the title in the biggest screw job the world has ever seen.

But remember, once something is attained it has to be sustained and like a “true champ�?the wet diaper lost the belt in the very next match he had with the most minimal effort from the other party. He ROBBED the title that truly belonged to someone else but in not time, it was snatched back from him.

After the return of many well known superstars throughout BUD, the weaker ones were then set to be wiped out for good so that no such thing like the aforementioned happens again. There was one more problem however, those false champions still thought they held something great. They were so proud of their accomplishments that they refused to believe that they never rightfully earned them.

What these simple minded idiots need to realize is that calling themselves great is equivalent to being ignorant and therefore not only being defeated but having their pride stripped away from them. Although some believe that these people had a very low self esteem to begin with and didn’t mind being known as the scum on the streets.

The only solution for these scum bags is to be wiped out of BUD and if we’re more optimistic about it, the face of the planet. These little bitches needed a little reality check therefore the jobber exterminator was brought in to rid BUD, once and for all, of the scum bags that fed on it’s insides.

Rebecca wasn’t one to settle down in a place for a long period of time. She loved being on the move as she enjoyed new adventures and hated the repeated cycle of life one would have experienced had they stayed in the same area for a long number of years. Today she went to Symphony Hall downtown to see the ballet. As a child, Rebecca was a performer who then went on to become a prima ballerina, just like she did the wrestling ring. Currently, Rebecca sat in the VIP section in the balcony with Sebastian Chains, one of BUD’s interviewers. Clearly, this was the first and only time he would have the privilege of sitting in these seats. Sebastian wanted an interview so desperately with Rebecca recently and since she had a busy schedule she offered to take him to the show and then conduct an interview later on.

“So Rebecca, what else do you have planned for tonight?�?he whispered to her even though he didn’t have to since they were the only two people in that area.

“A lot of things that do not concern you, but if you must know, they have nothing to do with training for my match.�?she replies in a much louder voice.

He didn’t need her to tell him to shut up but he did throughout the entire show. Instead of watching the show, he just gazed at her like he was sitting next to the queen. Clearly, this young boy was love struck but who isn’t?

After the show, they both got into her stretch limo where tall glasses of champagne awaited them.

“So let’s put this fucking thing to rest, shall we?�?said Rebecca impatiently. She always seemed like she had somewhere else to be but she was stuck here doing this.

“Leaky Format, our very own jobber has a few questions he thinks never should be answered. Or I think it was answers that should never be questioned? Either way, Leaky was scared to death of admitting that this would be his last match in BUD before he gets to live on the outside world as a cripple. So he kept picking fights with interviewers and fans all over still trying to feel like this world has any need for him. I believe you’re familiar with those questions as he has become quite repetitive with them so I was wondering if you could answer them.�?

You could tell that even as an interviewer, Sebastian had little respect for Leaky Format. Perhaps Sebastian would make a better wrestler than this little poser. Rebecca sighs and then after contemplating what Leaky was trying to say begins to go against his wishes and answer these questions.

�?STRONG>What makes Leaky Format thinks he deserves a title shot?

The simple fact that he’s a delusional cunt. Leaky is the type of person who believes the world owes him something for being the most null and void character taking up space on it but what this fool refuses to believe is that he owes us something. And we’re willing to take it in the form of his dead body.

What makes Leaky Format think he is one of the best in the BUD?

He’s been jobbed to and he’s been jobbing since day one, because that‘s what JOBBERS do. Somewhere down the line, someone has stroked the ego of this bed wetter because they felt it was charitable. Someone has felt sympathy when they looked at the jobber and decided to give him the management push they didn‘t necessarily though he deserved but wanted him to feel like he‘s worth something. But I’m not a woman of mercy and therefore I could care less if Leaky hung himself in his locker room after losing to her. Actually, I’d prefer he did that so the rest of the world wouldn’t have to deal with him.

What makes Leaky Format think he will defeat Rebecca Rancid?

Leaky Format knows that deep down under that thick layer of foundation he’s wearing, under that shatter able ego, that I will defeat him and he’ll be packing his bags in no time.�?she said with a smirk.

“Another typical excuse is the fact that he thinks women are weaker than men.�?Sebastian says, his voice cracking as he does this. “He mentioned how it’s illegal to hit a woman.�?/FONT>

“That’s true in most cases but I assure you it’s actually the opposite here. It’s not about the amount of strength you possess but what you’re capable of doing with the little you have. I stand tall at 5�? while our friend here is a midget. So what if he’s 200 pounds obese? Obese people don’t have much strength because of the excess weight in their rear ends holding them back. So while Leaky attempts to roll around the ring in order to crush me, I’d simply kick him like David Beckham does with a soccer ball.�?Now those balls can fly but it’s a safe bet that Leaky would only bounce against the ropes and come rolling back.

"Speaking of sports, Leaky has decided to bring up football and has the nerve to compare himself to the New York Giants. Does anyone else see the irony there? A midget is trying to associate himself with GIANTS. I think a team that’s more fitting for him is the Dolphins last season because they always kept losing. The Dolphins did end up winning a match against Baltimore but they got stomped by the Patriots, the best team at that time. But I think we’re giving Leaky the benefit of the doubt here since he doesn’t have an ounce of talent in his obese body unlike some of those players.�?/FONT>

She pauses for a minute and before Sebastian can say anything else, she continues.

“Now that we’ve covered all those questions why don’t we move on to the rest of those useless promo’s he keeps throwing out. I’d call them mediocre but it would be an insult to the word.�?/FONT>

Sebastian gazes down at a cue card in his hand and then back at Rebecca.

“I know Leaky is not big on wins but he has won a few matches here in BUD. He even mentioned all the women he’s beaten and thinks that by beating them he has a chance to beat you.�?he stops for a moment and in his regular voice says “I honestly think he’s crazy but what would you say to him?�?/FONT>

“So what if he’s beaten women like Blaze Inferno, Nikki Black and Taylor Lynn? I can beat those bitches with my blindfolded and I actually have more than once. Just because you’ve faced BUD’s weakest links doesn’t mean all women are similar to those. It’s a waste of time trying to liken any women out there with me as they can’t live up to the standards I have set. If he was facing a regular woman, she wouldn’t be willing to pluck his eye balls out without hesitation like I would. I’m no feminist, no Hillary Clinton, I’m not an enabler and I don’t condone any of these feminist acts. I believe in doing what’s right for myself and I could care less for any other female out there, especially for that whore he’s married to. I like violence and on Ultimate War, he’s going to experience first hand what it’s like to be the victim of an abusive husband.�?/FONT>

Sebastian cracks up at that comment but manages to calm down after a short minute. He wonders how someone like Rebecca, who is supposed to be so reserved and poised could be capable of snapping overweight men in half. But it’s not like she hasn’t done it before. Can’t say the same for her opponent here.

“Do you mind if I address the jobber myself now? I believe it is his last day in a BUD ring and I think it would be best if I spoke to him directly instead of speaking about him.�?said the beautiful blonde. “If that’s okay with you, this interview is over.�?/FONT>

“That’s absolutely fine with me.�?said Sebastian who picked up a glass of champagne and pretended to look busy. Rebecca simply didn’t care what he did as she was speaking to the bed wetter now.

“You’re claiming to be the best in the domain just because you’ve sat here in BUD and replaced toilet paper with your tongue in the management office? The rest of us have been in other federations as well and have accomplished quite a lot therefore we don’t need to be considered the best in the domain when we could be seen as the best in the world of wrestling. The reason Seifer is going through a Roxy challenge is because unlike you, he earns is titles and doesn‘t have them handed to him. Scott Addams has done in a short period of time what you haven’t done here sitting in the domain for more than a hundred years. I think he deserves a shot at any title he gets because he’s much more talented than a piece of shit like yourself. And you never really BEAT Dante Cross. That title was handed to you and you snatched it away like the greedy pig you are. Stop trying, Leaky, you’re not fooling anyone. We can all see through glass and you're made of it.�?she said followed by a soft laugh.

“You’re right about one thing though. They WILL be crowning a new BUD Heavyweight champion this PPV and her name is Mandy Manson. You, however, will never see that title as long as I have a contract in BUD. I’m pretty sure that after I cripple you, you will never see the halls of BUD again.�?/FONT>

The scene closes as Rebecca chooses to kick Sebastian out of the limo as she’ll be heading else where. Hopefully we won’t see another dull promo by her opponent by then.

La Bella Don
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I don't feel I have to wipe everybody out, Tom. Just my enemies. 

When it rains it pours, therefore someone of good sense would make sure to carry an umbrella. But we’re talking about dumb and dumber here who lack common sense, much like Leaky Format. The two men who decided to assist Rebecca to Pomona for the funeral of her long time friend Cody Conrad were not the sharpest knives in the cabinet. Those were left behind in her home of Los Angeles to slaughter lamb with. Now why would they need such sharp knives for such a delicate creature, you ask? Well, if you were going to kill someone you hated, you would do it in a way which hurts the most, if you were vicious enough. But no one ever asked what weapon should be bought when killing a friend. Rebecca picked out a silencer and asked that Coco be shot in the head with it but since his lady friend was in the room with him, it was almost impossible to kill him without causing pain. So they shot her in the side of the head, left the same type of gun in her hand and then Coco found a bullet straight through his heart. Recent pictures of Coco with other women were scattered around the crime scene to make it look like it was a crime of passion.

There was a man waiting inside the house with both the bodies, eyes open, just lying across from each other on the floor. They were both strategically placed when they were murdered so it would look like one of them shot the other. The man, who we assume was the killer, was sitting on a chair next to phone. It had been almost 7 hours since he had been there. The neighbors were out of town, one of them had won a trip to Florida to see a band called The Coco Puffs, whose agent was a personal friend of Rebecca’s.

Meanwhile, in a flash forward, Rebecca got out of a black limo to face the cold rain. She donned a black dress in the latest silhouette and Christian Louboutin’s version of the Mary Jane‘s. Sporting a freckle below her full red lips, she almost looked like a young Monroe. His grave was now only 3 feet away from her as she stood on top of the ground that they were slowly pushing his coffin into.

“Cody was a good friend of mine.�?She never called him Coco in public. “We actually just talked a few days ago. He told me about his new girlfriend and that they were planning to go to Cancun together for the weekend. But it’s Monday and now I see him laying down six feet under the ground with a bullet through his heart.�?/FONT>

Someone somewhere breaks down into tears causing Rebecca to pause momentarily. There are no tears on her face, however, as everyone was aware of the fact that she was a woman of many words and very little tears.

“Cody and I worked together several times actually and then about six months ago, we were no longer co workers but vowed to remain close friends. His mum would always tell him..�?she pauses again for a minute trying to imitate the exact words of his mother. “Cody, why can’t you be more like Rebecca?�?she said hitting the nail squarely on the head. “He just loved getting into trouble but he also valued me as a friend because I was right there to bail him out of it. This time, however, I was no where around to help him dodge this bullet. Who would have thought that all this time after being a mafia hood, his lust for women would get him killed?�?she let out a soft giggle but hesitated to laugh more.

“Sometimes it is very hard to be in a business where the lives of your friends are at risk. But being a very risky person myself, I’ve been forced to deal with it and over the years, I’ve learned to deal with it. What does it mean to take these risks?�?she asks almost expecting an answer from the people gathered at his funeral. Which I might add, is less than ten. “To take risks we don’t have to simply dive in head first into the most dangerous thing we know of. Smart, calculated steps are required in order to take these big risks and actually be successful. What you’re risking is that somewhere down the line, the plan may not go where it has to. Never forget your ultimate goal and remember that the more lives that have been taken, the more necessary it becomes to accomplish that goal.�?

Rebecca stops and looks at all the people gathered to make their peace with Coco. It appears that she wasn’t the only one involved in the screwing up of his life. She quickly made her way back towards the side of his grave and looked down at his casket. It was closed, nailed and it hit the ground with a thud ensuring everyone that there was a body inside of it.

On Sunday, The phone in the Conrad household rang for one whole minute before it went to the answering machine.

“Coco, it’s me.�?says a familiar voice from the other side. “I think they fell for our plan. Tomorrow, I set a meeting with you a 7:00 PM in a nice Italian restaurant. You will be meeting with your old friend Rebecca who is going to accept OUR proposal. See, she has no idea that my father, the founder, has been dead for the past two years leaving it in my name. I really loved Seifer with all my heart but I never trusted him and I don’t trust her either. Once you give it to her, she’ll be framed and since she’s such a loyal girl, she’ll sign it in my father’s name and we’ll have that bitch gone for good.�?static is heard because of his heavy sigh. “I know she’s been a sister to you but you’re working for me now.�?he hangs up the phone and shortly after, the delete button is pushed.

The man who had been waiting picks up the tape recorder and puts it into an envelope. Cop cars and the sound of an ambulance is soon heard as Coco’s house is now completely circled. The cops break in to find nothing but two bodies lying on the floor in a dimmed living room. Two glasses of wine are poured on the table, presumably room temperature by now as “Moon River�?by Henry Mancini is heard in the background.

The same song played as Rebecca ran around her suite in Arizona backing her bags to be sent over to Chicago, where BUD’s next show would take place, so she can rest after her match with Leaky. The door bell rings and she answers it immediately to find a young hot man with a hot pink box for her.

“Miss Davis.�?he says handing her something to sign. “I have a package from Roberto Cavalli for you.�?

She signs and then grabs the package from him. After he leaves, she sets it down on one of the loveseats and opens it to find a janitor’s outfit. No, ladies and gentlemen, this isn’t your average, nasty janitor’s outfit. This little thulian pink piece was designed by Roberto Cavalli himself and cost her an estimate of six thousand dollars. The name tag read ‘BEX�?and under it ‘The jobber exterminator�? Rebecca couldn’t be more pleased as she stripped down to her lingerie and put it on for perfect fit.

She was currently down stairs as her entourage was waiting inside her limo. It was almost time for her match with the bed wetter and since they were the first match after the opening act, it was mandatory for her to be there as early as possible.

“Are you ready to have your dirt swept away for you, BUD?�?/FONT> asked Rebecca in a very sarcastic tone. “I’ve actually had the staff put a broom under the mat so when I step into that ring with dirt, I can take it out with ease. Even Mr. Clean can’t come close to keeping the dirt off BUD’s hallways.�?says Rebecca with a wink.

“Let’s be serious now, Leaky. I think since it’s your last day in the federation, I’ll tone down the insults and actually give you the respect you deserve.�?/FONT>

Holding up both her middle fingers, she shows the world just how much respect Leaky is getting from her tonight.

“Sorry, wet one. I think you don’t deserve any respect at all. I’m going to make sure that you’re walk of shame out of BUD is the most shameful walk anyone has ever taken. That’s why Roxy hand picked me to put you out of your own misery. You were never a great wrestler, Leaky. You actually contributed absolutely nothing to us here in BUD. I actually have quite a few suggestions for the career path you should take next. I wouldn’t mind calling up Cavalli again and asking him to personally design you a janitor’s outfit. I think you’d be more fitting as a janitor, an actual one, as the job description doesn’t require you to have more than a high school education. Actually, you don’t require any education at all and you fit that description so well. Hell, I have a few pals who have a job opening for janitors. They need their halls cleaned up real well and with your wonderful experience of ass licking, I couldn’t think of a reason not to call and tell them about you.�?/FONT>

A few giggles are heard from the friends of Rebecca Rancid.

“So don’t say I never did anything for you, Leaky. I guess I went out of my way to find you a need job, although it is with less pay. I suggest you start saving up and fire all those ‘leak guards�?who do absolutely nothing for you. Wow, I actually feel like God is waiting for me with open arms now. What a good deed I have done.�?she has a few chuckles herself.

“I guess it’s time for me to start talking with my fists, Leaky. See you in the ring. I’m sure you won’t put up a fight at all.�?/FONT>

In the last flashback of the evening, Rebecca was sitting in her office in California with a few bodyguards and a future protégé as Ray Greene busted into the door. He stopped as soon as he saw her face, her signature ‘Bexface�?she made when knew she wasn’t happy, highly disappointed or ready to kill someone.

“Rebecca…�?he said but she stopped him by hitting play on tape recorder that was previously in the hands of her hit man.

His jaw almost hit’s the floor as hears his own voice say the most horrible things he can say about the woman sitting in front of it. After the tape stops, there is a moment of silence as Ray tries to collect his words and then he shouts loudly.

“Please don’t kill me!�?he falls to the ground pleading as Rebecca’s bodyguards bring his lifeless body towards her desk.

She stands up and grabs a hold of his collar. He is now breathing heavily as she lifts a knife from the table and brings it over to his left eye.

“I could cut your fucking face up right now.�?/FONT> she says in a soft but hard hitting tone. “You’ll never see daylight again.�?/FONT>

“P-p-please don’t.�?/FONT> he softly mutters under his breath.

It only takes a second, but she lets go off him and gets out from behind the desk to come face to face with him. He’s still crying so she slaps him hard in the face leaving five red marks to permanently scar him.

“Be a man.�?she yells. “I’m sparing your life.�?nbsp;she says loudly sending a chill down his spine. “But you’re giving me all your shares and leaving the country. I don’t ever want to see your face again, okay?�?she’s now circling him like a shark does it’s bait in water. “OKAY?!�?/FONT> she repeats loudly.

“Alright.�?he says and then looks up at her.

She kisses both his cheeks godfather style and then the guards take Ray and shove him out of the room. As soon as he turns around, the last thing he sees is the young man holding Rebecca’s hand.

“Don Rebecca.�?he says as he kisses her hand and with that, the door closes in Ray Green’s face.

Author's note: For those who don't get the timing;
Sunday Early morning (6am) - she kills Coco.
Sunday Almost 9am - she tells Green to make the call.
Sunday 3 pm - Green makes the call.
Monday - She's at the funeral
Monday night - She sends Green away.