“I feel like the world is crumbling around me. Nothing seems to be real anymore and if so, it lasts for a few seconds, flashing before my eyes then suddenly gone. Popularity, recognition, praise were all things I wanted by helping others. There was this genuine feeling of hope to be an ANGEL in the eyes of the many, as society would serve them a heaping spoonful of shit. People dying from poverty and starvation, now from a Pandemic and while life itself has changed for many, I can still hear their outcry within the voices in my head begging for a hand, help, anything to give them a sense of salvation. All I ever wanted was to be liked, seen as someone to be trusted, a light at the end of the tunnel.
I am not a bad person.
In this cancel culture, my name has been smeared, defamed and vandalized. No one cares anymore about charity or humanitarian efforts, they are not special or unique, it sadly almost anticipated these days and the gratification has withered into expectancy. We live in a divided planet where opinions have replaced facts, where words can carry meaning to a place we cannot return. I’m no different, wanting the same things so many others strive for. The loving husband, beautiful children, a nice house, cars, a few dogs or cats, a little stature among neighbors and the community. There isn’t one person breathing today who doesn’t seek acceptance.
I am not a bad person.
Without notice, trying so desperately hard to give what you ask, I’m shunned, demonized, tagged as the Public Enemy to the same people I once wish to help, all because of one person. That is all it takes, one voice, to unite all others as I watch everything, I built fall apart. In an instance as my wings spread, I see nothing but the Heavens crashing down on me. Am I losing it all?
My career?
Husband?
Child?
Dignity?
Mind?
Am I losing the one thing I have always held a grasp to even at the toughest times of my existence? The ability to make competent decisions without fear of this empire I built not come crashing down, buried in the rubble? Desperation makes the keen mind choose difficult tasks during situations we cannot grasp, for I have lost my grip on reality and allowed the tumultuous events and porous words of many become my vice for a woman that had virtue and wanted to do right.
I am not a bad person.
Some say misunderstood, others claim that I do not know the words to the symphony I tried to sing in the SCW, around the globe and ONE WOMAN, just ONE destroyed it all and so now, I embrace the villain created by the heroes and power mongers in charge of my livelihood, who constantly watch the dance of the fools they call the Beauty Factory, Chris Cannon and anyone associated with me performs. When it comes time though, and the truth is revealed, then what will you say when Sienna Swann…
Wasn’t never a bad person.
We created her that way.”
THE FALLEN ANGEL
CHAPTER TWO
PARANOIA
Going into Cold Blooded was not easy for Sienna Swann. Her stock had fallen, she was no longer in the World Championship hunt, ousted and practically thrown to the wayside, though everyone knew she was not about to let any of that happen. Sienna was a beautiful and smart woman, she had her ways with things and even though she was not part of the main event, her best friend was and that was okay with her. Chris had Ace Marshall, Sienna herself challenged Jake Starr but that was more than just some match against a true legend and a man who has done it all, it was also to get on the side of Jordan Majors, showing her that she too was a big fan of the Adrenaline Champion. While Sienna tried to coerce her, Jordan wasn’t buying any of it. In the end after Sienna defeated Jake Starr, Jordan came in pretending to have chosen the side of the Angel, instead she chose her own flesh and blood and laid out Sienna with her cutter. As Xiomara looked on in shock, Sienna wasn’t going to have any of it….
Bree Lancaster couldn’t protect Jordan anymore from the wrath of the Angel.
Sienna was hellbent on getting revenge on her, but first thing was first, celebrating with Bree after her World title win against James Evans in her own hometown. Sienna was happy for her, proud that she finally was able to climb the mountain and in New Orleans, it was poetic, the perfect storybook ending for a journey she set on. Sienna had to focus on the few positives in an otherwise negative situation. It wasn’t any secret that Sienna and recently began to show some erratic behavior, they were more violent, aggressive and were not afraid to attack anyone whether it was Ace Marshall, Jake Starr, Asher Hayes or Selena Frost. Sienna was done playing nice after Retribution where she felt cheated, embarrassed and it was all the fault of Sasha, who she vowed to destroy even if it meant one wrestler at a time, those that were loyal to her…
But that was not all which was extremely alarming.
Sienna started to show signs of paranoia. From Nathaniel and making sure Kelcey Wallace, the mother of the child was not going to take him to seeing her own husband acting out of tune, even suggesting something was going on between him and Xiomara, one of her best friends and most trusted companions.
Things were not going to get any easier.
And the celebration right after Cold Blooded was an indication of it.
After Cold Blooded
Bree Lancaster House
4.19.2020
While close family and friends partied at Bree’s house during the celebration, Sienna was there with Xiomara and her husband Chris. The entire night Chris seemed quiet, there was obviously something going on with him but she thought that a night out may snap him out of whatever trance like state he was in when Sienna and Xiomara found him in the arena… Sienna wore a pleather skirt, open toed stiletto heels and a white halter top, her long blonde hair was up in a high ponytail and nails polished a matte pink. Caressing a glass of wine in her hand, she watched Chris stand there, having absolutely no emotion or interaction with anyone, it was weird for Swann, who knew he was taking what happened earlier in the night very hard but at least expected him to put on a face for Bree’s sake, it wasn’t much to ask and it was actually upsetting Sienna some. Her icy blue eyes watched closely, his interactions with Xiomara constantly talking to him, it seemed like she was all over him and it was starting to upset Sienna. She was starting to get paranoid, believed there was a thing going on between Xio and Chris. She sipped some more of the wine before Xiomara finally approached her.
Xiomara: “This isn’t helping, Sienna. I better get Chris back to the hotel. Are you coming?”
Sienna: “What is wrong with him, why is he acting like this?!”
Xiomara: “I do not know, I’m not a doctor. But I can tell that being here isn’t helping, I’ve seen him give looks to some people here which are concerning… He needs you right now, Sienna. I think Bree would understand all things considered.”
Sienna: “I can’t leave Bree’s party, I can’t let her celebrate alone, that is wrong, and I won’t stand for it. I was out there with her tonight for a reason, Xio. She is in this with us.”
Xiomara: “She is also the one that convinced us to trust Jordan and looked what happened.”
Sienna: “That’s not fair, Bree was betrayed too you know, duped because of that relationship with her niece. She can’t control some idiot for making a brash and hasty decision.”
Xiomara: “Maybe, either way we need to take Chris back to the hotel.”
Sienna groaned a little, she wasn’t having any of this…
Sienna: “And I need to support my friend, that is it. I cannot go anywhere right now. Drop him off at the hotel and come back if he doesn’t want to stay.”
Xiomara: “We can’t leave him alone like this.”
Sienna: “I am his wife, then I should be there for him, just give us an hour and then we can go.”
Xiomara had a gut feeling about something being wrong with Sienna’s husband, something she may have seen previously. Either way she wasn’t taking no for answer even if it looked like she was going to overextend her boundaries.
Xiomara: “I am worried about him; I need to take him back to the hotel. So tell me now are you staying?”
Sienna: “I have to.”
Xiomara: “Fine, I will send someone to pick you up when you’re ready.”
Sienna: “Don’t bother, I will find my own way back.”
Xiomara looked a bit perplexed by the way Sienna was acting. She knew that the Angel didn’t have the best of nights but that didn’t mean it was all lost, she was still victorious and knowing that her husband was going through things, made it worse. She wanted to respond to Sienna, instead it was better not to make a scene in front of everyone. She simply nodded and walked away, though the eyes of Sienna never once wavered, staring insanely at Xiomara walking up to her husband and grabbing Chris by the hand as he looked over at Sienna with no emotion still. It didn’t take long for her thoughts to begin racing, the different scenarios playing through her head…
One glass of wine led to another, and another and another…
Until the rest of the night became a blur and everything went dark.
The Next Morning
A slight moan could be heard breaking through the pillowcase. The bright blue eyes of Sienna roll back forward, slowly opening, holding her head as it pounded like a jackhammer on concrete. She slowly lifted her head, lying in bed, covered in a blanket, not knowing how she got there. Her eyes shifted to the chair by the vanity, her clothes neatly folded, a robe and slippers awaited. Taking the blanket off, she stood up in only her panties and t-shirt that wasn’t hers, Sienna had blacked out and couldn’t remember a thing. On the nightstand was a glass of water and four aspirin, wasting no time she engulfed it, drinking the water quickly like a parched traveler lost in the Sahara. Walking over to the chair, Sienna puts on the robe, her long hair is down, she looks a mess, the first thing she needs to do is brush her teeth and clean up….
Before noticing Bree sitting outside with a Continental Breakfast waiting for her best friend.
After getting herself together, Sienna walks down the stairs and outside to the patio overlooking the pool, a large oak tree granting some shade, and a light breeze coming from the direction of Lake Pontchartrain. She was a bit embarrassed, didn’t quite know what happened, surprising Bree…
Bree: “Hey! You’re up early.”
Sienna: “I… uh…. Yeah. I don’t remember much after my fourth glass of wine?”
Bree: “I think you had two or three more after that babe, but you were celebrating so when Rome right?”
Sienna: “Shit… did I embarrass myself?”
Bree: “No… no. Everyone was gone by then, just you and me. I helped you up the stairs, Dom helped a little, I made sure that you were tucked into bed, asleep and I left. Everything was set out for you, all was good?”
Sienna: “Oh it was, thank you.”
Bree: “Please sit, it is just us. Dom went out to the store to get a few things. Then he can drive you to your hotel.”
Sienna: “That would be great, thank you so much Bree.”
As Sienna sits down, Bree pours her a glass of black coffee and some freshly squeezed orange juice. The two titles sit on the table, left there the previous night from Bree showing them around. Sienna sees them both, never holding the US but remembers the world and much as she wants it, is happy Bree has it….
Sienna: “I am so damn proud of you, I hope you know that.”
Bree: “I know you are, and I was so happy when you were the first person there to congratulate me. That meant so much you have no idea.”
Sienna: “We always have that pact, these titles would never get in the way of our friendship, that will always be true. I had my time and I will again, but this is your time, just don’t try to hog up any more titles, alright?”
Bree giggles some, Sienna smiles…
Bree: “I’ll try to leave you some. Promise.”
Sienna: “That is all I ask.”
Bree: “Been meaning to ask, how is Chris? He and Xiomara left here quick last night. He did not look right. Is everything okay?”
Sienna: “Honestly?”
Bree: “Honestly, you can tell me anything you know that.”
Sienna: “I wish I knew… There is a lot going on with Chris and me right now. I think last night at the pay-per-view was his breaking point. There is so much you don’t know Bree, but this is your time, I’m not bogging you down with my shit.”
Bree: “No, we are going to talk about this because I am worried. Sienna, you were really drunk last night, what happened to AA?”
Sienna: “I haven’t been for a while, but I hadn’t been drinking much so considered that a win. I mean I can control it, last night was a night to celebrate, I didn’t know how else to approach it. Honestly, Bree, I rather talk about you.”
Bree: “Me? Winning both titles? You come down because of chicanery, Syren getting involved which none of us asked for and I didn’t need. Whatever, live and die by the sword and all that nonsense, right?”
Sienna: “She’s still a bitch.”
Bree: “Yes, she is. I don’t; think it has sunk in yet, hometown win, dual champion, it was perfect timing but Sienna, I couldn’t have done this without you and the support. We are like sisters; I am World Champion and you were there with me all the way. I’ll never forget that.”
Sienna: “Like you with me, sweetie.”
They toast the Orange Juice and drink, there is some paused silence, Sienna eats a croissant slowly and gently breaking pieces off, chewing, looking out at the pool. Bree didn’t want to bring it up but felt like she had to….
Bree: “Sienna, I’m sorry.”
Sienna: “For what? I should be sorry for taking Nathaniel and running off to the place we both said we’d never go back. I just felt compelled to go, it was drawing me. I should have never taken Nathaniel, but I’m scared Bree.”
Bree: “Of what’s her name that we will not mention? No, don’t be.”
Sienna: “I feel like I am losing my grip on reality. Every day I am getting angrier; I feel less remorse and no consequence. It scares me to think like that. I don’t want to do anything stupid, and yet, I feel like my marriage is already in turmoil.”
Sienna pinches the bridge of her nose, she can feel a headache coming on from all the alcohol she had consumed the night prior…
Bree: “What turmoil, you two are fine no?”
Sienna: “I would hope so but seeing Chris and Xiomara leave like that last night, it triggered something in me. She is always concerned for him, always at the home late at night talking to him while they think I am asleep, but I could hear them downstairs. She is overly protective and I….”
Bree sits up….
Bree: “Babe, stop. This is crazy thinking right now.”
Sienna: “Bree…”
Bree: “No, I am worried about you and I need you to listen to me, alright!? I need you to sit there for a moment and listen to what I have to say about all of this because what we have right here is that you have allowed that bitch, Sasha to get in your head time and time again, try to erase your legacy and….”
Sienna: “NO! She will never do that, or I will kill her!”
Bree’s eyes widen, slowly backtracking, trying to calm Sienna down, a facial expression she has never seen from her best friend before, one of somewhat madness, it was the same, lost and enraged expression she had seen up at Big Bear Mountain a few weeks back, this time without Nathaniel in her hands….
Bree: “You need to calm down, we all hate her, but this is not the way to go, we can find alternate ways to get her back and make sure that she eats crow. Look now, I have two titles and I bet it drives her crazy. She has messed with our careers especially yours, I get that, Chris too but there are ways Sienna, there are ways we can handle this. You need to trust me on this, that is all I am saying. I am worried about you.”
Sienna: “Why?”
Bree: “Because going up to Big Bear with Nathaniel, the blank stare in your eyes, you’re allowing that both of these women make you paranoid and that will cost you the most.”
Her head quickly pivots toward Bree, eyes widened, which made the dual champion quickly get to the defense…
Bree: “Sienna, you are hungover and upset about Chris and Xiomara which is ridiculous. Chris loves you and right now the both of you need each other more than ever. I learned that with Dom, it’s hard getting old habitual thoughts out of your head, but this train of thought of yours I don’t understand. You are better than this, Sienna, don’t let those women dictate your life and actions. NO ONE is taking away my godson from you babe, NO ONE, alright?”
Sienna: “I…. I’m sorry…”
Bree grabs her hand….
Bree: “I love you and you have nothing to be sorry for, they do. I just need you to focus on the positive right now, we were both victorious, we went in there and walked out doing what we said we would. It couldn’t have been any better, babe. Right now, you just need to take it easy the next few days, spend time with Chris and Nathaniel, talk to him, and Xio, make sure you guys are all on the same page.”
Sienna: “I know… I know you’re right.”
Bree: “And again, I apologize for what happened.”
Sienna knew what Bree was talking about. She was embarrassed by Jordan Majors; she was dropped by her Cash Out Cutter thinking they were on the same page. All Sienna wanted to do was knee her skull in and watch her eyes roll to the back of her head. She kept picturing hurting her, which was not normal for Sienna, she was not hardwired like normal, something was going on in her head and it was not what anyone had thought, not even Bree….
Sienna: “I thought she was in.”
Bree: “I don’t know what to say, so did I.”
Sienna: “You promised me she was one of us.”
Bree: “I know, she fooled me too. After everything I did to help her.”
Sienna: “I get it Bree, she is “family” I guess to a certain extent but that is not going to stop me now, I hope you understand this? What she did to me was humiliating and that is not going unpunished. I cannot promise you anything other than I will do whatever it takes to get my revenge and teach her a lesson, after that? It will give her perspective on her actions. She wants to kiss Sasha’s ass, fine, it’s the reason she lost to Peyton. She needed us by her side, now she coughed the title up to Kelc….”
Bree: “….ah ah ah…. Shhh. Her name is not to be mentioned in my house, ever.”
Sienna: “Right, sorry, bad habit. All I want to do is break her jaw…. Cave her skull in…”
Bree caught Sienna clinching her fist tightly, biting down on her jaw, there was a real hatred toward Jordan and a concern by Bree. She understood that Jordan needed to pay for what she did but the last thing she wanted was for Sienna to go out of her way to hurt her and take her out of action. Gently, Bree placed her hand over Sienna’s clenched fist….
Bree: “We teach her a lesson in betrayal, then we move on to bigger and better things. You do what you need to do babe, I understand that. And I will make sure Jaina does, too. Other than that, we have the momentum right now, we have our say, no matter what Sasha does or tries, we hold the cards, correct?”
Sienna’s eyes shifted toward Bree, they were finally relaxed, as her fist unclenched and the gorgeous South African finally started to warm up, even a bit hungover….
Sienna: “Correct.”
Bree: “And listen, if you are that concerned about the bitch that birthed my godson, you and Chris and Nathaniel are more than welcome to come stay here as long as you need. The bitch won’t know where to find you here, and if she’s not on my gate list, she isn’t getting in.”
Sienna: “I appreciate that sweetie, I will think about it.”
Bree: “Anything for you, babe, I love you.”
Sienna: “I love you too.”
Bree: “Now eat, I’m starved, and you need something in your stomach to soak up all that alcohol. You’re not leaving here until I feel confident, you’re going to be fine.”
Sienna: “Mama Bree.”
Bree: “Damn right.”
They stare at one another before sharing a giggle….
One Hour Later
She was dropped off at her hotel. Sienna was wearing the same clothes from last night but carrying her heels in hand, she didn’t care walking through the hotel lobby barefoot, with her long hair hanging down, barely any makeup. After entering the elevator, she walked down the hallway and into her room, she looked inside and saw that Chris was nowhere to be seen….
Sienna: “Chris?”
Checking the bathroom and bedroom of their suite, she didn’t see him, it looked like the bed hadn’t even been slept in. Sienna stopped, dropping her heels to the floor, once again clenching her fists, closing her eyes, trembling this time in pure anger. She knew Xiomara’s room was a few doors down. In one swift motion, Sienna stormed out of the room and headed right to her manager and bodyguard’s room. Sienna had a spare key, quickly sliding it through, pushing the door open and seeing Xiomara in just her underwear and a cutoff t-shirt, hair down and nails polished black laying stomach down in bed. Sienna was going to talk to her, ask Xio where Chris was but then she heard it, the shower going, her eyes immediately widened…..
Sienna: “CHRIS!?”
Xiomara’s hazel eyes shot open, she saw Sienna standing over her as the South African grabbed Xiomara by the hair and underwear, ramming her head into the nightstand….
Xiomara: “SIENNA!?”
Sienna: “WHY!? YOU WERE ONE OF MY BEST FRIENDS! I TRUSTED YOU!”
Xiomara: “STOP!”
But she wasn’t going to stop. Instead she grabbed Xiomara by the hair and flung her on to the floor. Diaz was still trying to figure out what was going on, half asleep and now her head pounding. Xio though tripped Sienna who stumbled, she was able to get to her feet, she didn’t want to fight with Sienna, grabbing her from behind….
Xiomara: “STOP THIS NOW!”
Sienna: “HOW COULD YOU!”
Xiomara: “HOW COULD I, WHAT!?”
Before she could finish trying to talk sense to Sienna, the Heavenly Angel thrust her head back smashing Xiomara right in the jaw, letting go and stunned, Xiomara stepped back some, Sienna tackled her to the bed, she started to freely swing, Xiomara was covering up, trying to stop the flying fists of Sienna, she didn’t want to fight back but Swann had no intention of stopping and Xiomara knew that, what she was confused about was why she was being attacked to begin with. Xiomara wrapped her long legs around Sienna, flipping her over, pinning her down to the bed, driving her wrists down to the mattress…
Xiomara: “PUTA! WHAT THE HELL IS YOU PROBLEM!”
Sienna: “I TRUSTED YOU!”
Xiomara: “AND YOU STILL CAN! I DON’T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT!”
Sienna: “I’M TALKING ABOUT MY GOD DAMN HUSBAND, CHRIS!”
Xiomara: “Stop fighting munequa! Please! Don’t force me to knock you out!”
Sienna: “You can’t! Let go of me! CHRIS!”
Xiomara: “What the hell are you doing!?”
Sienna: “CHRIS!?”
Xiomara’s eyes widen, she was completely confused, thinking Sienna has lost her mind. Suddenly Sienna pushes Xiomara off, and storms to the bathroom door…
Xiomara: “SIENNA NO!”
Sienna: “Fuck you!”
Sienna swings the door open and sees… Spirit Dansby stepping out of the shower, grabbing a towel and stunned that one of her good friends is staring at her naked…
Sienna: “…Spirit?”
Spirit: “…Sienna?”
Just then Xiomara grabs Sienna from behind and administers a choke hold, dragging her backwards, they fall on the bed and she holds it tight as Sienna tries to gasp for air…. Spirit rushes out the bathroom only just covering herself with a towel…
Spirit: “Xio, stop!”
Xiomara: “I told you to calm down!”
Sienna: “I….. I…. thought it was…. CHRIS!”
Xiomara quickly let’s go, Sienna rolls over coughing before pushing Xio away and getting to her feet. The South African beauty queen stood there for a moment; she didn’t know how to make things out. Spirit and Xiomara in the same room together, she wasn’t aware they shared a room, or whatever the hell was going on. Sienna shook her head and started heading toward the door, but Xiomara quickly ran and blocked her from leaving…
Xiomara: “What the hell was that!?”
Sienna: “Chris never slept in his room last night. I got drunk and passed out at Bree’s, when I got to my hotel room, he wasn’t there. I have seen how close you two have been getting recently….”
Xiomara: “And you thought he was here, with me and doing what, fucking me?!”
Sienna: “Yes… I heard the shower and then all I could think about was him here with you.”
Xiomara: “Damn it Sienna, what the hell is your problem? What is happening here!?”
Sienna: “I… I don’t know. I…. don’t know….”
She couldn’t say another word, walking out as Xiomara sighed, closing the door behind her, and turning to Spirit who stood there confused with a towel wrapped around her…
Spirit: “Did you guys just like fight?”
Xiomara: “Something like that…”
While Xiomara’s concern for Sienna grew, she walked back into her room, and sat at the corner of the bed. It took a few moments before the tears started to swell up and she began to cry. Scraping her scalp with her sharp nails, running her fingers through the long blonde strands of hair, Sienna started to lose it. There were many factors that started to weigh in on her. Swann couldn’t believe that she was now sitting there pondering what her next move would be. The tears were flowing, her world and career was starting to fall apart….
And it was all Sasha’s fault….
All of it….
It would only be some time before Sienna had a psychotic episode.
A Few Days Later
Sienna and Chris Home
Hollywood Hills, CA.
It had been a few days since the whole New Orleans debacle, not only was Cold Blooded an event with mixed reactions, it was also the night Sienna went blacked out drunk and the next day woke up thinking Chris and Xiomara were doing something. Since then, it seemed like Chris wasn’t himself upon returning to the Hollywood Hills, he had an incident where he walked over to the ledge, almost falling which saw her life flash before her eyes within an instant, losing Chris would devastate Sienna and she knew it.
This was all Sasha’s fault.
Sienna tried to do what Bree suggested, take some days off, relax, and do nothing but spend some time with Nathaniel. There was still the Beauty Factory business, while she was losing endorsements left and right due to her attitude, the fall of the “For the People” Movement, Laura’s stroke, coupled by everything that has happened in the SCW, things seemed to be taking a very weird and interesting turn. Chris though still hadn’t said much to her, he was a man on an island by himself. He seemed to be talking on the phone a lot and Sienna didn’t know how to handle it. In many ways she was embarrassed for what happened between her and Xiomara, she thought for sure something was going on. Sienna was in a white sundress, barefoot. Her nails polished a matte pink and hair up in a ponytail. She had Nathaniel in her arms, he looked up at her and smiled…
Sienna: “You are such a handsome man, yes you are. We are going to have so much fun when you get older. Your dad is going to show you how to play Cricket, maybe even some football, the real kind. I doubt you’ll want to model but what else can I do, right? I don’t want you going into wrestling though, it is a cruel world out there, love. A place where you can’t trust anyone it seems…”
She didn’t see Laura coming up behind her…. It was the eventual sound of the wheels to her chair that startled her…
Sienna: “Laura…. Don’t come up behind me like that!”
Laura: “Sorry Darling…. I need… I need to talk to you.”
Sienna: “Can’t you see I’m with Nathaniel right now, it’s our time together…”
Laura: “And I am sure…. That he will be okay in the play pen for ten minutes.”
Sienna: “They say it’s easy for them to forget you if there isn’t a constant image of you in their presence, I hope you know that.”
Laura: “It would be for just a few minutes.”
Sienna: “Fine…. Okay sweetie, I will be right back.”
As Sienna lies him down in the playpen, she turns to Laura, arms folded, with a look of annoyance, like she is bothering her….
Laura: “I don’t know what your problem is with me…. Why you have this anger is toward me. I already apologized for what I did, and it wasn’t fair to you.”
Sienna: “Is that it?”
Laura: “No… It isn’t because I might not be one hundred percent now, but my eyes and my mind still work. I see what is happening with you, Chris and Xio and its breaking my heart… Every day, I wish I could take that night back. I honestly thought by taking my own life, I could ease you of the pain of having to worry about me, but I was wrong. It is not fair that I must impose on you both like this, where I have become an added burden to you and Chris. Because of this state I am in I know that you hate me right now….”
Sienna: “…. Laura… I do not hate you.”
Laura: “Nonsense I have seen how you have been treating me, how this has become an extremely hard burden on you and Chris. How now you look at me with disdain… This was never my intention. All I ever wanted to do was watch you grow into the beautiful woman that I knew you could be. Strong, powerful, and influential like I had become over the years. It took me a long time to see and understand that life is not always going to give you everything you want or deserve. I don’t know if I will be bound to this wheelchair the rest of my life, I don’t plan on it …. I don’t plan on it…. But what I am seeing currently concerns me greatly, you are losing it my dear girl…”
Sienna: “Losing it? What the hell do you mean by losing it, Laura? You have some nerv-”
Laura: “Xiomara told me what happened!”
Laura while still recovering managed to bust out that short wave of emotion with her words… Sienna for a moment looked like she had seen the Laura of old… But it had taken a lot out of her….
Sienna: “Oh…”
Laura: “…Why would you think that?”
Sienna: “Why? Just look at her, she is beautiful, she is talented and has taken a key interest in Chris since the very beginning, why?”
Laura: “For you. That is why! You shouldn’t have accused her of that!”
Sienna: “Oh bollocks! She has a thing for Chris, I can see it in her eyes! It’s the same look I used to have before he became mine…”
Laura: “Xiomara is gay!”
Sienna’s eyes widen some, another outburst which took some more out of Laura… Once again it caught Sienna by surprise and started to make some sense. She takes a second, backing up some and leaning against the wall….
Sienna: “You mean Bi… Surely?”
Laura: “No darling, she is gay. I was there when she had a very violent and abusive break up with her ex a long time ago when she was with a man. He was one of my models and one day I found her unconscious in the living room floor. IT took a year for me to see her through a battered women’s program and after that, it seemed like she lost all trust in men, why do you think she can fight?”
Sienna: “I didn’t know this… Why didn’t I know this?!”
Laura: “Because she is a very proud woman with a proud heritage, her family never approved of her time as a model and an incident like this would only give them more reason to try and control her. So, I did what I could… It has been a long time since I have seen her take an interest in a man’s wellbeing, that is until Chris. Xio would never hurt you like that, she would take a bullet for you Sienna, you know this that is why I brought her here to protect you! To protect you both…”
Laura starts to cough some, Sienna quickly hands her some water, she sips….
Laura: “This is more than just that though.”
Sienna: “It is…?”
Laura: “You have started to lose all sense of reality and I need you to step back and see what we have because the last thing I want is for you to lose it all after building your brand back up. And right now, darling, you are on the last knot of the rope. There is no room for hanging, it has become your albatross. Your husband needs you stronger than ever and you need him but what does an old lady who is a shell of her former sell confined to a wheelchair know? I am done. You can go back to hating me now.”
Laura leans back into her chair; this convo has taken a lot out of her and it shows. She begins to use the stick to turn the chair and leave, but Sienna interjects placing her hand on Laura’s…
Sienna: “I am trying… But it is not easy…”
Laura: “Try harder. Because this road you take will have far more obstacles now. Bree is a dual champion in the SCW, what are you?”
The reality quickly bit Sienna on the foot. Laura was right, Sienna was obviously doing something wrong, all she could think about was destroying Sasha that she forgot about her own goals, though always thrown obstacles her way, this was her chance to do something that would be meaningful….
Sienna: “…I’m the best.”
Laura: “Then prove it darling. Go out there and prove it. Show them and Sasha that. You want to eliminate her underlings? Fine, do it and then go after the prizes. Bree is one of us, let her enjoy her time but when it is over? You strike.”
Sienna: “That was the plan. I do not care how long it takes or how long she holds the titles, the minute they are no longer in her possession, they are mine. For now, I wait.”
Laura: “Good. Go talk to your husband.”
Sienna: “Yeah… okay.”
Sienna goes to grab Nathaniel, but Laura grabs her arm, Sienna turns to look at her mentor….
Laura: “Alone…”
Sienna: “But….”
Laura: “Alone, darling…”
The South African beauty nods, and takes a deep breath, making her way down the stairs to the third floor, where the gym is set up. Chris is in there, pumping iron in shorts, sneakers and a tank top. She could hear him grunting with each bench press, as she walks on the mats, there is a punching bag there, where out of instinct she hits The Kiss By An Angel as a way to hopefully capture his attention before walking over to him. He pays no attention to her causing Sienna to fold her arms and stare at her beefy and muscular husband pumping iron…
Sienna: “It’s been days and you have barely spoken since Cold Blooded. You have found every excuse imaginable to avoid your son and me. I am worried about you Chris; I am losing my own fucking mind too you know? We cannot allow this to happen if anything for Nathaniel. Please look at me.”
He doesn’t, instead continues to lift the weights. Sienna stands there, sighing a little before she closes her eyes for a second deep in thought, then finally starts to speak again….
Sienna: “The other day you scared me. I didn’t know what the hell was going on with you. I thought you were going to jump down into the valley, you were going to leave me and Nathaniel alone and I can’t have that. So, tell me what is going on in that head of yours?! I deserve to know! You are the love of my life. We have been through so much shit together. I mean, even on our wedding day, we were shot at. Yes, shot at, Chris. I thought I lost you then and I was so terrified of ever losing you and right now this has me so confused and angry at the same time…”
She hoped he would react, but his sole focus was lifting the weights… Sienna was beginning to get agitated now…
Sienna: “This isn’t how I imagined things to be you know either. They are trying to take advantage of us, I even stopped to think that you and Xiomara were doing something, I am trying to get a grip of reality but you are making it so fucking hard right now that it hurts. Nathaniel and I need you. Please?”
Chris did not respond, he continued lifting weights and this time, Sienna had enough. She walked over to the bar and as he was ready to lift it, she places her barefoot on it, holding it down, staring right at his face…
Sienna: “I am your wife and I don’t know what the hell is going on in that head of yours right now, but I need you to answer me back, damn it. I am starting to worry about you Chris, we all are, and I want to know that everything is going to be alright. I need for everything to be fine. You are scaring the hell out of me right now and I want reassurance there is nothing happening but from what Xiomara was saying, it seems like you two talk and leave me in the shadows. I need you to talk to me too Chris, I don’t care what you say, what you do, please just talk to ME!”
This time she screamed it, her foot placed firmly on the weight, all he did was stare at her, when Sienna finally rolled her eyes and with a vicious tongue, spit her venom…. Regrettably…
Sienna: “I bet you never did this once to Kelcey!”
As she removes her foot and starts to storm off, the sound of the barbell crashing to the floor is head as Chris quickly sits up and screams….
Chris: “STOP. RIGHT. THERE!”
Sienna jolted, she slowly turned around with a scowl on her face staring right at Chris. She felt that all his frustrations were starting to befall on her, that she was becoming the scapegoat, and whatever little break down he was having had a lot to do with everything surrounding their careers which was the catalyst to Sienna….
Sienna: “So now you speak when I mention her name?”
Chris: “You have no idea what I am going through right now… I heard what happened with you and Xiomara at the hotel.”
Sienna: “I’m not surprised, it seems like everyone has. Shocked it hasn’t made the evening news!”
Chris: “And to think that you don’t trust me hurts me even more knowing you and Xiomara actually got physical with each other.”
Sienna: “I thought you were in the shower! I wanted to celebrate Bree’s win, I wanted it to be a special night for all of us instead you leave with Xiomara without so much as saying goodbye to me.”
Chris: “I didn’t want to fucking be there. I had NOTHING to celebrate.”
Sienna: “Oh please! I was victorious, Bree was victorious! You lost to Ace Marshall, I’m sorry but you are not the only one hurting here Chris! So am I! So is Nathaniel and it being all that cunt’s fault, Sasha!”
Chris: “You need to trust me.”
Sienna: “I do!”
Chris: “YOU DO NOT!”
Her eyes widen as she goes right to his face….
Sienna: “Did Kelcey trust you? Huh!?”
Chris: “Implicitly, and I trusted her. A lot of good that wound up in the end though. Saying that I cannot trust anyone”
Sienna: “Really? Because I doubt you ever did this to her!”
Chris: “There is a lot I never did, there is a lot I wanted to. You want me to treat you like I would Kelcey? Is that it?”
Sienna: “YES!”
In that moment Sienna could see Chris’s eyes widen, there was this strange and demented look on his face when Sienna said that, like something broke inside and suddenly he snapped, grabbing Sienna by the throat and pushing her towards a wall before lifting her off the ground as her feet kicked wildly, pounding his arms with her fists as hard as she could….
Chris: “Why Kelcey!?”
Sienna’s eyes suddenly widened realizing something was terribly wrong….
Chris: “Why are you doing this to me Kelcey!?”
Sienna: “Ch…. Chr…. Chris….. It’s me….. it’s Sienna……. It’s your wi……wife…..”
Chris: “WHY!?”
Sienna: “Chris……..”
Her eyes started to roll to the back of her head, Sienna’s limbs started to go limp when Chris snapped out of it and realized who he had in his grip immediately releasing his grip….
Chris: “OH MY GOD! Sienna!?! What have I done!?”
Sienna crumbled to the ground, Chris quickly picked her up in his arms and ran out of the gym, and upstairs to the couch, he laid her down as she started to cough, quickly rubbing her back before bringing her into his arms, holding her tight….
Chris: “I love you…. I love you…. I am so sorry…. I am so sorry…..:
Running his hands through the strands of her hair, trying anything possible to comfort her in any way he could. Sienna was trying to get her senses back, before slapping him on the chest repeatedly….
Sienna: “WHY DO YOU WANT TO HURT ME! WHY!?”
Chris: “I don’t…. I don’t….. I am sorry.”
Sienna couldn’t get any more words out before she started to cry heavily. Chris tucked her into his arms and held her, shocked and couldn’t believe that he has actually done that to his wife. What had happened, a moment of madness, and it seemed like both Sienna and Chris were losing the only thing that made them contenders and people of influence, their vindication, a contempt to fight against the madness and use thought process but not anymore…..
Chris Cannon was starting to lose his senses, the common thread that kept them both together and alive for so long, an acute understanding of their reality. Sienna was paranoid, Chris was out of touch….
Something had to give and both Laura and Xiomara saw it.
Chris wouldn’t let go, he couldn’t. Laura could hear it all upstairs, sitting next to Nathaniel. It was coming to a head, as a solo tear trickled down her cheek….
In the realization everything they had built was destroyed while the sounds of agony and sadness filled the room with Sienna’s voice.
A Few Hours Later
Sienna woke up from a deep sleep. Her eyes shifted toward Chris who laid in bed next to her, head resting on his chest. She must’ve cried herself to sleep, it was too emotional for Sienna to handle though in her eyes, Chris could do no wrong, she didn’t care that he grabbed a hold of her throat, she didn’t care that he lifted her off the ground, she didn’t care that he was having some sort of psychotic episode that saw her as Kelcey, it simply showed the growing hatred he had for his ex-wife which is why in many ways it was very comforting. Sienna wanted to let him rest, so she rolled out of bed and got herself cleaned up after looking at her throat. There was some bruising that formed on her neck, but nothing she couldn’t cover with makeup.
Stepping out of the room, she grabbed her phone and saw she had 16 missed calls in a span of an hour. Tilting her head, she sifted through the messages, going into Nathaniel’s room, picking him up and holding the baby in her arms. She called Xiomara….
Xiomara: “Where have you and Chris been?”
Sienna: “Sleeping, why?”
Xiomara: “I sent you something…. I am on my way over.”
Sienna: “What? Why?”
There was no reply, Xiomara had already hung up. Sienna now was a little concerned, so she started to look for the messages and found a video. She started to play it….
“The Police had arrested two suspects in a string of violent crimes, they are 23-year-old, Ahmed Jackson and 25-year-old, Courtney Banks, both men are held in custody and have admitted to the crimes. An interesting piece of this is one of the victims is Steven Swann, the father of Sienna Swann.”
Her eyes bulge out if her sockets…
“The most important part to all this, they claim Sienna Swan paid them for the attack. We have tried to call Mrs. Cannon on several occasions but yet no answer. In other news…”
As she looks at her missed calls and messages, there is one from her mother, another from her sister. She doesn’t even want to hear them. Putting it on speaker, she places it on the dresser by the baby monitor. Sitting back, she can hear her sister, Sierra first….
“I told you this would happen bitch! Call me! Love you, Bye!”
A hang up, then it was her mother…
“Sienna? What the hell is this that I am hearing about your father’s attackers saying they were paid by you!? IS this true!? Please tell me it isn’t! Please tell me that you wouldn’t pull a stunt like that on him for some attention! Call me right away! Please! I can’t believe this Sienna….”
It hangs up….
Looking down at Nathaniel, she knew right there this could ruin her and would help Kelcey in the case of taking the baby right out of her hands. She stood up and took a deep breath before throwing the phone against the wall, shattering the screen. IT took moments before an eerie calm came over Sienna, smiling, at Nathaniel, she started to laugh, bracing the child….
As her laughter became harder….
…. And harder…..
Knowing that finally…..
The little bit she had left to hold, was gone and the only person Sienna blamed…
Was Sasha.
SCENE FADES
“Is this Paranoia?
Have I lost all senses and disregarded every conceivable notion of a competent mind? I have never known darkness, only bright lights and beauty. The Golden wings I spread, the beauty and allure that has become the staple of my journey to the very top of the fashion industry and within a year, they have taken all that I have become, the standard, franchise, a “Heavenly Angel” who at one point was exactly that, sent to help others. My smile, face and body, known throughout the world, no matter what language or continent, the context or the verbiage, it was about the same thing…
Sienna Swann.
And in doing so, together we held hands, all in a partisan take to what I was given everyone that actually appreciated my gifts. Then it all started to fall apart. The drugs, alcohol, cheating, debauchery and betrayal. Fame and fortune came at a price, was it my soul that I sold to the devil? Did I become a monster within the shell of exquisiteness and delight, hiding my true feelings all this time, fighting for the love of my life, a man that had caught my eye long before a union was ever even a dream that became reality? A child many have tried taking from me, one that I was there at birth, seeing him open his eyes for the very first time. It was magical, where he became MY son. I had it all, including the trust of the People but every moment I took two steps forward, I was pushed back four due to the lingering jealousy of ONE woman. Her campaign started to get momentum, others joined calling me fraudulent, questioning my motives and soon….
Where there was smoke, it caught fire.
Is this Paranoia?
I don’t know what happened next, winning World Championships wasn’t enough, running through the competition was a curse, being the very best only dug me deeper and deeper until I couldn’t breathe anymore. Then I came to the conclusion I needed to do more than just exist, pander to the fans and continue this monotonous battle over and over against the woman that controls my destiny in her hands…
And then New Year’s Eve it happened.
Retribution happened.
The entire SCW against ME and those that are my family, friends and associates, lined up ready to be hung and the Hangman with his hands firmly on the level ready to pull as we dangle in front of the entire promotion as a warning that you do not cross the boss?
Is this Paranoia?
Or has my handle on Chris Cannon? Nathaniel and even Laura with my family decimated into nothing more than burned ashes, frightened as I am to see them go from my life and this all started because of Sasha? You dimmed my light, bitch. Took everything that I stood for, the only essence of beauty left in this disgusting company, thrown away like garbage.
I didn’t want to let it in, I am not ascending….
But descending….
Into the darkness…..
Of the fallen.
Is this Paranoia?”
BROKEN WINGS
The Scene Opens…
The Mohegan Bluffs are large clay cliffs about 150 feet high, located on the southern shore of Block Island. They got their name because the battle of the Niantic and the Mohegan took place here in the mid-16th century. The battle was over supremacy of the island, and the intruding Mohegans were forced over the cliffs to their death by the native Niantic. These cliffs are a beautiful site, and can be observed from the top, where visitors can look out for miles on the Atlantic Ocean or visitors can climb down the steep staircase of over 100 steps and view them from the beach. The visiting times are from a half-hour before sunrise to a half-hour after sunset. Visitors usually spend the day here tanning on the beach, swimming in the ocean, walking their dogs, or simply admiring the cliffs. Through the years, the Mohegan Bluffs have eroded about 250 feet, and because of this, the Block Island Southeast Lighthouse had to be moved back about 360 feet to keep it from tumbling into the ocean
Here is where we find Sienna Swann along with Xiomara Diaz.
The woman they call the “Heavenly Angel” or many as “The Iron Angel”, had been reeling from a disappointment at Retribution and while she used the Trios Contract, stacking the entire odds against her opponent James Evans, in the end she ultimately failed, though it led to her best friend, Bree Lancaster, getting a World Title match and leaving with two belts, so there was some light at the end of the tunnel, even if Sienna would love to hold the United States Championship, a title she will set her sights on once Bree no longer had it, and off course the World Title which has never escaped her grasp yet, as Taking Hold of the Flame is right around the corner. For now, though a win over Jake Starr at Cold Blooded gave her some traction again even if it came at the expense of Jordan Majors dropping her with the Cash Out cutter. Sienna wasn’t going to let that one go. She tried to be her friend, wanting Jordan to join their ranks, a chance to really be able to connect, that didn’t happen. Now Sienna faces some new challenges and with three individuals she truly dislikes, this match will quite be the remedy she needs to let out some steam….
And at the same time, exact a little revenge.
Her focus was on destroying everything Sasha created and she didn’t care how it happened, but anger, rage and paranoia started to set in, Sienna was becoming a bit more erratic and aggressive, Sienna was a very dangerous woman right now. Wearing black pleather pants, matching boots, black halter top and matching pleather jacket. Her long blonde hair slicked back in a high ponytail and nails polished a matte black. Xiomara stood behind her in an almost exact outfit but dark purple including her nails and long hair hanging down.
REC:
As the recording began, Sienna’s icy blue eyes glare toward the camera, Xiomara next to her, speaking in her sexy yet very calm and eerie South African Accent. The waves could be heard crashing into some of the rocks….
“As I stand in this peaceful setting, where the sounds of the ocean break against the rocks, I am reminded of what I was once and held so dear to my chest, beauty. Stepping into the SCW, I was one of a kind, now they talk about models taking over but then, if you tried to compare me with the likes of Syren is was like a Champion Stallion to a Donkey, they knew in time I would be the greatest athlete this company has ever seen. I was praised, revered for my talent and looks, the SCW saw the REAL marketable face of the industry in Sienna Swann, the one to lead the Women’s Revolution and make the Division mean something again. Every cause though at some point goes through its stages, run, slowly withering into nothing more than a distant memory, exactly what Sasha is trying to do to me, my husband and any allies associated with the Beauty Factory. Before I continue, I want to first congratulate my dear and close personal best friend Bree Lancaster for fulfilling a lifelong dream, journey and having the fairy tale ending in her own hometown. How many people get to win the World Championship in their backyard? Bree and I were enemies at first, then one fateful night, we were brought together, forged by friendship and survival. Some may not believe this. Accuse me of playing tricks or not being sincere, always thinking the worst of me, no benefit of the doubt. I am seen as the harbinger, so easy to make me the enemy….
Whatever.
Bree Lancaster is a World Champion the SCW needed and now Sasha stands there scratching her head wondering what went wrong? IS your chosen one finally knocked off the perch, saddened with grief, he is now musing retirement? After all the help you gave him Sasha, I am surprised you didn’t try to overturn the decision, or was it because Syren gets away with everything? Had that been me, everyone would be screaming bloody murder and my World Title would have been gifted back to Jimbo Evans. Bree standing at the top of the mountain isn’t what really bothers you, Sasha is it? Could it be the visit I gave your father? Maybe it is the claims and threats constantly posed at your company and the heroes chosen to be shoved down the collective throats of the fans in some draconian empire? Had you put your faith in Jake Starr to teach me a lesson at Cold Blooded when the real reason I wanted to rid of him was to help a sod like Jordan Majors who Bree continued to pitch how great an ally she was and turned out to be nothing more than an over-hyped little worm trying to be me?
It’s hard not to imitate Sienna Swann.
Jake Starr was put to pasture, a legend, everything he stands for in this company like so many others who their overstayed welcome is another example of the mismanagement Sasha’s so feasibly trying to emulate her father. When Sasha is more inclined to follow in the footsteps of her dead mother, Melinda. That’s right Sasha, while she is rolling in her grave ashamed of her daughter, you continue to act like you’re in charge trying to bury me in the process. No, the only person six foot under is poor little Mrs. D. See, Jake Starr was the only hindrance to Jordan Majors, let me guess, Sasha, another of your pet projects. Once had so much potential and now she’s the fly by night former Adrenaline Champion whose value comes from cute Twitter pic posts and trying to be on my level after a couple of good showings?
Jordan maybe the Star of Tomorrow, but Sienna Swann is the Star of RIGHT the HELL NOW.
You made a mistake Jordan, dropping me like that at Cold Blooded with the Cash Out.
In time though, like all things that cross me, will fall to the wayside and the only thing they will remember you for was the girl that couldn’t beat Peyton Rice. I tried to be your friend; I extended the Olive Branch only for you to shove it right back in my face. You couldn’t hit me with your finishing move unless playing me a fool, calling me manipulative yet you;re so deceitful and that I was, a moron, but in the process though, what you did was open my eyes to the reality I cannot trust anyone. What about Bree? Did you think how this would affect her as well? Jaina? No, all Jordan Majors was looking for is a moment to salvage after walking into Cold Blooded so confident and leaving broken and without nothing to show but a cheap attack on me after I dumped your brother in the heap of old trash like the rest of the fossils and relics here.
That’s one down Sasha and Jordan, try it again, please…..
I’m begging you.”
As her icy blue eyes narrow, Sienna Swann looks over at Xiomara who nods, she cracks a smirk knowing the mood that Sienna is in. There is something different about Sienna, her mannerisms, state of mind, she seems colder and more vicious, poison spitting from her plump lips. Now though she teams with Glory Braddock, her other good friend and Chris Cannon, her husband. Sienna continues to walk, as she speaks….
“I have been knocked down plenty of times and stood right back up, it is nothing new when the sheep try to take down the lion. Jordan will regret ever laying her hands on me, but before I get to that it seems Sasha has sent out her heroes after us again. Ace Marshall, Asher Hayes and Selena Frost? How many times must I show my dominance against these three? Ace Marshall, I took him out of the End of the Year Battle Royal, yet he still runs his mouth, a tag team match later, I still walk out victorious and he still runs his mouth. It is incredible that I once gave this man Won Ton soup when he was recovering from a brutal beating, guess that is what happens when you dip your stick in the Street pudding right Ace? Not like your wife is any better, she is a couple of cents short of being a strung out whore with no future in the business, always taking space but I guess we all knew that when she wore the pants in the relationship. Ace can poke fun of Chris and I all day until he turns blue in the face, make jokes about my Trios Cash In, making out to be this huge failure that broke us and while part of that is right, see Ace, you don’t have Sasha screwing you over since you have gone against everything that once you stood for to be another of her lemmings and a puppet to her games. At will, she sends you out like a goods little mutt, all she must do is point, go take them put Ace, right?
Too bad you can’t.
How sad is it that not even your petty little tricks, nonsense and buffoonery don’t even get a reaction? Oh, I know, there are stories of the serious Ace with his own Trios ready to make a move and yet all it takes is for one person to stand in your way that cannot be defeated, look over her sunshine, that is me. See, you and Asher can talk about how I failed, my ass was handed to me, whatever, the bottom line?
Sasha beat Sienna Swann and Chris Cannon NOT James Evans.
Isn’t it funny how no one wants to call out the obvious? Aaron Demitra was not the appointed referee. Let’s talk about the SCW for a second and especially you Ace-Lite… sorry Asher. Do you remember the last time we were in a ring? Probably not, as my knee connected with that hippo mouth you call a jaw pretty hard and were down for the three. Is that a lie? Am I boasting more propaganda as words fall out of my mouth or is the factual truth to this company and everything that’s happened become white noise to both of you that a cruise in the middle of winter in Lake Michigan making little girls pull out tricks your only sense of accomplishment all for team building? See, Ace you’re a great star who has done it all, I would be cheating myself if I didn’t give you praise behind all your shit talk. Pulling poor Asher with you like a Gimp, your own Igor, worshiping the ground you walk on, right Asher?
Because what we have here is a clown, a pothead and fake queen as the leaders of this company chosen by the boss herself. We all know the purpose to this match, do you think that Glory, Chris and I don’t know why this is happening after a huge PPV? A prelude to Fatal Fortunes, oh no this is a prelude of things to come as brick by brick we break down the wall Sasha has built until the foundation is gone. What do we have as a challenge? Selena and Asher at odds? Ace and Selena had a long-standing feud, who is threw greater of two evils? Is it because Glory likes to say she is the Best in the World? Or maybe my husband wants his due time as a champion as people like Kelsai Adamson Mason, Damien Angel and Konrad Raab get more opportunities then him? What does that tell you about the management?
BIAS.
Are we really going to stand here and throw stones in glass houses? Asher is promoting marijuana on Social Media but wants to poke at me for being robbed at Retribution and sending a message to the SCW today that the Heavenly Angel….
Is dead?
Asher, Ace and Selena. This is not the story of Dr. Frankenstein. YOU created me, this company created me, the woman in charge created me and now we all think that I will be destroyed? Oh no, for what all are about to witness is a simple case of evolution, brought down by the greed and jealousy of one person who has used this company and abuse of power to control the nest yet Bree, Glory, Chris, Xiomara? Me…
We stood together as individuals not dragged down or influenced by those who hold the power to swing a shiny little title in front of our eyes. For I did it all on my own….
And by a combined effort was taken from me and Sienna Swann was pushed down to the bottom but a win over three of the best no matter how pathetic and delinquent they are will put us right back where we belong.
At the top.”
Sienna stops, she takes a second to look around her surroundings, thinking about the match, what had happened at Cold Blooded, Jordan’s betrayal and how it all ended. Now it is time for Sienna, Glory and Chris to make their mark. Glory to avenge a loss, Chris the same, against all that were there. And as for Sienna? Asher and Ace mean something to Majors. Xiomara nods and smirks, as Sienna continues to speak….
“After all that Ace and Asher have done, spoken about, tried to influence, knowing how close they are to Jordan, who was inspired at Trios, an event everyone was afraid to take me as a team member, even her for being blackballed by the boss, there is still Selena Frost. Trust me, I have not forgotten her efforts with Owen Cruze to cheat me out of my World Championship on New Year’s Eve. The challenges I presented, never answered or Sasha protecting her assets, and now suddenly she throws you in the mix with Ace and Asher, how convenient. For there was a time I respected you Selena, there was a time when I looked up to you as a mentor Selena. There was a time that I wanted to be just like you Selena….
And instead I surpassed you, seeing who you really were.
This match here while you’re so preoccupied with Glory after what she did at Cold Blooded, in many ways I am quite disappointed that you are trying to somehow avoid me, though I cannot fault your greatest failure. Selena, I have always been the FACE of the SCW, not you. I have always been the one that has your number, not you and now standing with two men that cannot be trusted, for both only care about their individual goals and here you are trying to be the good girl and fight for this company that when your use is up will discard you like they have every superstar who has worn out their welcome. Selena, like Ace and Asher, you continue to hold on to this dream, a memory where the SCW served your 2016 run, an impeccable accomplishment and now holds the bar for success, until I decided to dwarf it. Or Ace in 2018 or even Asher last year. During that time, the real STAR of the SHOW slowly ascended into the Heavens of the SCW…
And never once looked back, spreading her wings.
Yet we still want to throw accusations at me and my husband, my friends and allies when it is people like you three who are coddled and given everything on a silver platter, never challenged by those who will not conform, for this company is where it’s at thanks to you Selena, Owen Cruze, Kennedy and Regan Street. And so, things change, they become a myriad of past truths and facts. For the Snow Queen will twist the tale, Ace will make it up and Asher is so fucking clueless, he will agree with whatever Ace says like the world is flat. Come Breakdown, the show will end with our arms raised high, not by some corrupt officiating, but by the superior talent we pose. Sasha can’t get rid of me, instead I have found a new purpose, one that will guarantee our survival, for we are tired of being the voiceless victims that now one cares to even listen to….
And so, we will make this our SCW, do you hear me Sasha.
You can ignore me all you want. Pretend I don’t exist or think that you’ve buried me so deep in the roster, I will never see the light of a Championship day again. Maybe this is where what was it she said? Oh yes, “Fortunes Favors The Brave”? Or more like “My Revenge Will Be it’s Fatal Blow”. Keep dreaming, for we are talking what is ours, Ace, Asher and Selena among others can come to war, fight under the SCW banner and when it is all over…..
Sasha will be staring into my eyes before I destroy her power.
And then the circle is complete.
What you took away from us, bitch?
Now we take everything back from you and three more of your heroes will fall, until there is NO ONE left to defend your stake.”
Tilting her head, Sienna spreads her arms wide….
“And the fight of the Fallen will commences. With a Kiss By An Angel….
For Vengeance will be MINE.”
Sienna stands there, eyes narrowing as Xiomara places her hand on the Angel’s shoulder and smiles. Glaring, Sienna finally cracks a smirk…..
FADE TO BLACK
/REC
Sienna Swann 