- Not a star in the sky with your "name" on it. Rebecca Rancid had leaned leisurely on the rail of a boat as she watched the city of Miami moving away from her. From afar it looked like an island but instead of palm trees, high rise buildings and sky scrapers shot out of the earth and stood steadily on what looked like a platform. The Miami Skyline looked as though it were uneven steps that served as a stairway to the never ending afternoon sky. By night, one who was simply an outsider to the city could only imagine how the drastic change would affect it‘s view. The fluorescent lights that illuminated the buildings reflected in the water and acted as though they were simply a continuation of what seemed like it’s roots digging deep into the beach before it. Before the city got completely sucked in between the line that separated the two blue hues of the sea and sky that contrasted each other, the boat sailed back and soon it began to grow again. As they arrived, the sky scrapers towered over her and she was back on the beach. “It’s wonderful here in Miami, isn’t it?�?/FONT> a voice from behind caught up with her. He was a male, quite possibly in his thirties and looked the part of an angel without a halo. His hair was neither blonde nor red but a bright shade of caramel and it hung over the crown of his head like a gold mop. “Coco!�?/FONT> she yelled and threw her slender body against his before embracing him. Cody Conrad, rightfully named Coco because of the shape of his head resembling that of a coconut, wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head before they parted ways. �?/FONT>How’s Sei..�?he was about to ask but she interjected, changing the subject. “What on earth are you doing here?�?The tone of her voice was neither high nor possessed the sort of intensity one would usually have but she would have been able to shatter glass with it. “I’ve been in Miami for quite some time now,�?he explained. “I’m seeing someone, I have been for a while.�?/FONT> Rebecca’s face suddenly lit up like a tree on Christmas upon hearing this. She had never known Cody to be a candidate for serious relationships. “Tell me about her,�?she said as they began to walk along the beach. “Well, she’s a porn star,�?/FONT> he stated in a monotone. He acted as though that was completely natural, not even a single falter in his voice. Stopping for a split second, she glared at him foolishly. “Now I see the appeal.�?/FONT> They joked for hours and hours and it never dawned on Rebecca to ask him what her name was but when he finally had to leave, it suddenly occurred to her. “Hey, Cody!�?she called out after him. “So what do you call her?�?/FONT> He turned only his head back to meet her glance and smiled softly. The wind blew through his soft caramel locks and for a second he had in him the innocence of a child. “Celeste Star,�?he shouted as a few heads turned towards them momentarily. Rebecca simply nodded her head slightly and then watched him leave footprints in the sand as he dashed off. ----------------------------------------------------------�?/FONT>--------------------------------------------------------- Those footprints had now been erased as she lay on the beach in the present day. She was propped on her elbows, facing the sea before her as the waves broke against her feet. She would then see the backwash running in mingled streams off her body. Her feet did not sit normally on it’s heels in the sand. Instead, her toes stretched and were buried in the sand creating an irregular arch in her foot. If one were to look at her from the opposite angle, she would look like a ballerina being dipped into the sea. “I should of known,�?/FONT> she said, rising. “Celeste Starr is not exactly renowned for her originality.�?/FONT> Her hair was dressed slightly in sand and grains of it could be seen on her golden skin. “At first I wondered why a porn star would bother tampering with the wrestling industry but then in occurred to me, perhaps some really naïve girl assumed she could get in on someone else’s name. Haven’t you heard, Celeste, the whore gimmick was so two years ago,�?said Rebecca, a soft but glacial laughter following. When she walked along the edge of the beach, her wet hair shone in the sun but she made a quick detour and walked towards the more shady areas where palm trees slightly tilted towards her, serving as some sort of root top for many of the beach goers. “So what exactly do you have to offer me that Caden Lane didn’t last week? A half assed attempt at being courageous? Could you possibly provide me with some sort of competition? We all saw those results at the bikini contest. Our typical little slut in Celeste Starr comes out in your everyday bikini, with a body so attainable, and tries to seduce the fans into picking her, and let’s not forget Will Smith. How is he? After that number I did on him, I’m sure he’s been sore for ages.�?/FONT> There’s your double entendre for the week. “But back to our original subject, my dear opponent on Hostile Intent, Celeste Starr who’s real name is Kendal Devore. I think you should of stuck with that one, Kendal. May I call you Kendal? It doesn’t risk you having a law suit dropped on your ass. If only this porn star Celeste Star was more attractive and famous, and of some significance." She rested her right hand against one of the trees and her left simply hung loose in front of her body. A soft smirk had curled upon her lips by then. “I’ve been watching you for quite some time now. I’ve actually kept an eye on every competing female in Warzone and picked my competition out immediately. From first glances, and I won’t hold that against you, Ambika Renton and Kristlin Flint stand out from amongst the crowd of wannabes. Kendal, you practically blended in for me. You’ve had two easy matches since signing with pwi and I guess this is where your winning streak comes to a bitter end,�?/FONT> Rebecca says with a subtle pout. “Do not fret, dear Kendal. Losing isn’t as bad as it sounds, especially when I’m the one that is going to cause you to loss. Surely, I won’t argue that winning is everything but I could always teach you a few tricks to prevent further losses in your career. Or rather, to attempt to prevent losses as you’re not that great of a wrestler.�?/FONT> Managing to maintain her composure the whole time, Rebecca brings her left foot behind her right ankle, a completely subconscious move to relax her posture. “I do apologize for being so upfront with you about the situation as I’m certain this will affect you in many ways than one. But this dear Kendal, is only the beginning of what you’ll find yourself entangled in on Hostile Intent. I promise to make a mockery out of you during the entire week so the shame you feel in the midst of those fans won’t be unbearable. Ta ta for now!�?/FONT> She exerts all her pressure on that right hand against the tree and then brings it back down as she proceeds to walk away. Surely enough, the cameras are quick to capture her flawless behind until all the film is used.