The Hollywood Hills
10:45 PM
It is another beautiful evening in the LA Basin, out in Hollywood and the Hills, I am Colby Moon, playing the greatest hits of yesterday and today all night with you here at JR 101.1, and a couple of updates for you, tomorrow looks to be another great day to hit the beaches out there in Santa Monica and Malibu, just be careful with the under currents, they have been pretty powerful lately. A high of 81 degrees, smog levels are relatively low at only 20%. There is that pesky construction on the 472, where two lanes are blocked, we also have a zig alert on Topanga Canyon Boulevard, so watch out for some delays there as well in your morning commute. For you night owls that will be with me all night, we are going to enjoy some awesome music, so why not start it off with this classic, Tommy James & The Shondells, “Crimson & Clover”…
Ah, now I don’t hardly know her.
But I think I could love her.
Crimson and clover.
Ah when she comes walking over.
Now I’ve been waitin’ to show her.
Crimson and clover over and over.
“I like this song…
Sitting in my car, staring out into the canyon, the lights of the city flicker with every move, my blue eyes catch the glare, before turning and grabbing the Green Macha Iced Tea Latte I picked up from Starbucks earlier asking myself why am I here. Listening to the radio, wondering if I have completely lost my mind or If I finally came to terms with who I am. There is this sense of desperation which has overcome my heart and soul in recent months, never being the type of woman who accepts the inevitable. I always liked to write my own story, because truth be known, I still believe in happy endings. The question now is…
Happy for who?
Being beautiful can be a curse, the centerpiece of modeling, the catwalk, the constant flashes of cameras, knowing all the attention is on me. Life in the fast lane was supposed to be so simple, becoming the face of fashion, people eating out of your hand, everywhere you turn, there was Sienna Swann, on every billboard, every store window, even at the bus stop and bathrooms at the US/Canadian border. That is all it was supposed to pertain, nothing more and now I find myself trying to hang on to the very last knot on the rope before falling into oblivion…
My Empire Crumbling.
Why? No one believed me? They thought I was a fraud? The People I helped became my vice to the virtue I pretended to have? Now I sit in my car, a bag of veggie sticks on the chair for snacks, a cup to pee in just in case this takes longer than expected, my hands and feet sweating at the thought of doing something so cruel and violent it actually brings a smile to my face without my bloody conscience interfering in anyway?
This is all their fault, starting with the boss, Sasha.
She could have endorsed me, put the SCW marketing machine behind my movement, instead she discredited and destroyed it. I tried to be someone who cared, I wanted to do more than just save animals and feed the homeless, I had plans to travel abroad and help South Africa, yes it was about the recognition, it is like I drug and I was the addict, I needed it more than anything, obsessed with everyone liking me and instead, I find myself dragged through the dirt, those who have NO RIGHT to speak on my conditions became the spoke persons of what is right and wrong, they never once thought about the effect it would have on me. Chris is slowly pushing away from the business, this maybe it for him, will I be left alone to fend for myself? Bree with two titles, Glory in her own pursuits and my star has fallen thanks to a couple of individuals who want to take my spot….
And my son.
Sooner or later, everyone reaches their Breaking Point.
I am at mine.
Running so many scenarios in my head, and none of them change. Reaching over I pick my phone, a picture of Sebastian is on the Main Screen, Chris on the save one, flipping up the unlock, I sift through my pictures, Sasha sitting at the local restaurant reading a book, eating her Avocado Toast, there is Jordan Majors talking to Delilah in front of Ante Up, here is Blake Mason holding hands with Taylor Chase on the Boardwalk…
I hate them….
Just the thought of Blake Mason, closing my eyes, I could hear the crowd before it went black…
The crowd roars. Mason however rolls into the ring and runs over and nails her in the ribs as Kelcey keeps trying to get into the ring, her anger and desire for revenge, causing her to lose sight of things. Mason then steps up to the middle rope. He grabs Sienna and places her head down between his legs before powering her up and dropping her down with the Thanks for Coming off the middle rope. The crowd ohs. Sienna goes down. Bree turns and crawls over and covers Sienna as Blake turns and runs over to the other side. He gets the official’s attention. The official turns and slides in before going over for the pin. Kelcey does too. Blake however turns and grabs her by the leg and prevents her from getting to the pin.
1!
2!
3!
Kelcey kicks Blake in the head and then again. Blake rolls over and gets to the floor. Bree rolls off of Sienna and rolls to the floor. Shawn Mason snaps at the official as Kelcey turns back to Blake and goes over towards him, but Blake runs around the ring. Kelcey follows him.
Phillips: “Here are your winners, via pinfall, Bree Lancaster and Blake Mason, the B&B Experience!”
Sharper: “Kelcey nearly broke that up. But she was so focused on getting in the ring, Sienna…”
Knots: “Blake came in and hit her with the Thanks for Coming, saving Bree. Blake and Bree have it.”
Sharper: “The official doing his job. Had to keep Kelcey out of the ring, but Blake took advantage. Damn it!”
Kelcey walks around the ring as Shawn Mason notices something and rolls into the ring. The official heads over to Sienna and Shawn goes over too. They start to call for help as Blake Mason walks over to Bree. Bree looks in the ring and turns before Blake smiles, looking at Kelcey. Kelcey just glares at him before noticing Sienna is still down. She turns and quickly drops down to check on her too. We see officials coming down to the ring with EMTs, rolling a stretcher.
Sharper: “Oh no…”
Knots: “Sienna hasn’t moved…”
Sharper: “Blake was smiling. He hit the Thanks for Coming…”
The crowd goes silent as Blake and Bree’s music stops. Blake and Bree just walk to the back, still happy with themselves. Kelcey just leans back into the corner and looks down, clearly shaken up again. Shawn gets up to allow the EMTs access and goes over to Kelcey. We cut to Kelcey and Shawn, intentionally keeping the camera off of Sienna…
That moment changed my life and career forever and he doesn’t even know how long I’ve waited to end his forever. As my eyes open, they turn to the house in front of me, I see Kelcey Wallace through the upstairs window with Scott Cannon, laughing, hugging one another, celebrating, not caring one bit about me or my family. Tonight, is the night I do something about it….
Where it all ends, and my point is made.
When I kill those, who hurt me.”
Ah, now I don’t hardly know her.
But I think I could love her.
Crimson and clover.
Ah when she comes walking over.
Now I’ve been waitin’ to show her.
Crimson and clover over and over.
To Be Continued
AN AVENGING ANGEL
FALLING DOWN
Hollywood Hills
12 Hours Earlier
SCW seemed to be business as usual except for Bree Lancaster being a duo champion. There was no doubt in anyone’s mind that Sienna wanted the United States Championship, a chance to finally be able to start aiming for some Supreme Gold, much like her former best friend, Regan Street had done. Right now, there were no titles for Sienna in the future, there was something much greater which she placed all her eggs in one basket, that of revenge. Her personal life seemed like in shambles though, there was a small rift with her and Chris, which became physical, the paranoia of both, affecting their tight family, the threat of losing Nathaniel to Kelcey Wallace, this entire year and how 2019 ended, when it was supposed to be Sienna entering the new Year as Champion, the failed Trios cash in, it all went to hell in a hand basket as did her state of mind. It was not about beauty anymore; it was about survival. There was one thing that was always so important to the Angel though….
Her parents.
When she was caught in the scandal, it devastated both, it tore the family apart. Now new evidence has come out, her father was attacked by two men and it was Sienna whop paid them off, all to garner some sympathy toward her when things were going back and people were starting to turn on Sienna during the “For the People” Movement. She didn’t want to do it but felt like it was the only way. Avoiding her parents, Sienna finally drop up to their house, she had Xiomara with her. Pulling up, Sienna was in a gray suit and pink dress shirt, matching pumps, her hair down and nails polished a glossy coating. Xiomara was in a white suit, red pumps, red dress shirt, nails polished black, long brunette hair in a ponytail….
Xiomara: “When this idea came across the table, I hated it, because the thugs always talk, they always find a way to make this come back to us. Hiring those two idiots was going to bit us in the ass sooner or later, mami. What you need to do is go int here and be truthful with them, be honest, do not hold back, not a single word, if they see that you are trying to explain your stance and not deny it, then I know this will work out and we don’t have to worry about a thing.”
Sienna: “You seriously want me to walk into my parents’ home and tell them that I paid off a couple of guys to attack my father while he was leaving the grocery store so that I could get some sympathy and hope that the people would stop shitting on me, is that what you are saying right now?”
Xiomara: “In not so many words, yes that is what I am saying and if you play it smart, then they will understand, or at least be mad at first but then see your point. Trust me here. Your parents love you. All they want is that you are happy, that everything turns out well, they don’t want to go through what happened a few years ago, again. The family is too strong for that. This is your opportunity to come clean, right off the bat and not allow the evidence to surmount to the point that you have to be forced to tell the truth, do it now.”
As I listened to Xiomara speak, it made more and more sense. I loved my parents, my sister, even my brother to a certain extent. I never thought this would be brought back up but apparently those two fools were caught on other charges and now they are trying to plea bargain and this came up. It is not fair to me that I must deal with this fall out because of some hoodlums, and I was pressed into this, I didn’t want to, they made me do it. Whatever, I had to walk in there and do it….
Sienna: “Fine, I will follow your instincts, do what I need to do and hope for the best, I better not lose my parents over this.”
Xiomara: “You won’t. They may get mad, but in due time, they will understand and forgive you.”
Sienna: “Alright.”
We get out of the car, walk toward my parent’s door, I open it with my key and walk inside, Xiomara is behind me. Sierra is sitting at the bar in some pink dress and sandals, she has been doing herself favors in EMERGE and looking hotter every day, my sister has become a huge supporter of me, there when I needed her in times of need. I walk up to her and give her a huge hug, she smiles, we kiss cheek to cheek…
Sierra: “I didn’t expect to see you two here.”
Sienna: “What is that?”
Sierra: “The stuff they are talking about? The police already come and see you?”
Sienna: “No, it is all strictly speculation, what are they going to do? Believe the word of a bloody thug and his partner in crime? Please. We all know I did do this, they don’t, and we are going to keep it that way.”
Sierra: “Then why are you here? After all that has been going on with you and Chris…”
Xiomara: “What is going on with you and Chris?”
Sienna: “Nothing.”
Sierra: “Nothing? The bruises on your neck say otherwise, sis.”
I wished Sierra hadn’t said that. The night she came over was the same night Chris freaked out and choked me downstairs in the gym when I told him to treat me like Kelcey. I was drunk, fell asleep on my sister, then she returned with a bloody nose after trying to confront Wallace. She saw my bruises, I hid them, never told Xiomara…..
Xiomara: “What?”
Sienna: “Drop it, alright. We are not here for that we are here for my parents. Where are they?”
Sierra: “They are outside sitting on the patio, dad hasn’t been very happy the last few days, I don’t know what is going on, but you might not want to talk to him”
Sienna: “I have to Sierra. I need to clear the air.”
Sierra: “Fine, he is over there, outside on the deck with mum.”
Sienna: “Okay, Xio, stay here with Sierra.”
Xiomara: “Mami, that is not a good idea.”
Sienna: “I need to talk to them alone, please do this for me.”
Xiomara wanted to be there for me in case things went bad and I appreciated it, but I need to do this on my own, I wanted my parents to see what I was willing to do in order to fix things. Xiomara nodded, standing next to Sierra, as I walked outside, opening the sliding glass door, my father was staring put into the canyon, I could hear his pond, the water pouring in from the rock falls, his large Koi swimming in it. My mother was sitting down, she turned to me with a surprised look, I gestured for her not to move a muscle and stay right where she was. My dad never looked back, sensing I was here which worried me some….
Sienna: “It’s a beautiful morning today dad.”
I stood next to him; he didn’t even turn my way. I wanted to touch his hand, let him know how much I loved my father. I tried to place my hand over his, he quickly moved it away…
Sienna: “Daddy…. Please look at me so I can explain this entire mess.”
Amanda: “Sienna. Maybe you should come back another time, your father is not feeling well today, and I think it is not the proper time to really talk to him about all of this. I know you want to explain what is going on, things have been happening so fast, we also know that you have a meeting with the judge about the custody hearing and we would love to be there but under the circumstances.”
Sienna: “I understand mum, this has been a pretty rough time for all of us, but I need to talk to dad, we have to clear this up right away so it doesn’t escalate any further.”
Amanda: “Sweetheart, I think it has already escalated, look at your father, see what has been happening, the things people are saying about you, it is evil, not good. We are starting to get harassed because of we are your parents, I believe in your cause Sienna, but at what price? Us? Your family? You promised us this would be different; this was not some scam and you were being truthful to us. Now all these new details are coming up, they are saying you set this up for sympathy, so that people would feel sorry for you while this was going on?”
Sienna: “Mum…. Wait, stop. Dad, look at me please.”
He finally turned and looked me right in the eyes, I could feel the tension between us, he was obviously not happy with me and I could sense it. I stood my ground though, I wanted him to listen to what I had to say….
Sienna: “Dad, listen to me. I did it.”
Amanda: “WHAT!?”
Sienna: “Mum hear me out. I was in a very bad place; they were crucifying me on every media platform there was. They were even making fun of me on the late-night talk shows, all of it! I was desperate, I didn’t know what to do at the time, I found a couple of guys that were willing to not hurt badly, but at least ruffle up dad a little so I could get that sympathy. They needed to see that we were victims too! I was taking it on the bloody chin dad, all they did was give you a couple of bruises and scars, I am sorry this happened but think about it this way, your sacrifice saved me at the time. These two thugs now want notoriety at my expense, but I will deny it, I had to tell you dad. I am sorry. Please forgive me but you helped me out and….”
*SLAP!!!*
The next thing I knew, seeing stars was the only thing coming to view. My father struck me on my cheek so hard, he had never touched me, the entire life I had existed, falling to my knees, losing my balance, all I could do was grab my face, the pain was pounding, pulsating at a rapid rate. I could hear the sliding glass door open, Xiomara was right there with Sierra, helping me back to my feet…
Xiomara: “What is wrong with you, this is your daughter, Mr. Swann!”
Steven: “Not anymore.”
Sierra: “Dad… don’t do this.”
Steven: “You want me to bloody praise you for sacrifices we made so that you can save your reputation!? I TRUSTED you Sienna! When are you going to learn that this is not how you live your life! You don’t cheat to fucking win! All your life, the only thing you ever cared about was notoriety and would do ANYTHING to get attention, when you never had too! You were pure! You were innocent! You were my daughter and your smile and face alone were enough to get what you wanted, you never had to cut corners! And now I see the real you, or at least what you’ve become. This is not the little girl I raised, and watch grow up into the most beautiful woman on the planet. Your whole life has been a huge lie! A bloody lie! I can’t take this anymore, I don’t care how hurt or not I was, the fact you would put me in danger to save your own ass, is beyond understanding! If you were not my daughter, I would press charges!”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, I wanted to cry, scream, anything to make him understand. I did the only thought that came to my mind, I begged him. I dropped to my knees, grabbing a hold of his leg, screaming, crying, sobbing, anything that would work, as I knew that I couldn’t lose him, making the biggest mistake of my life, always trying to be in the good gracious of the people and for what!? This!? No, I will not lose my father….
Sienna: “Please! Forgive me! I never wanted to hurt you! I was stupid! I was so damn stupid! Please dad!”
Amanda: “Sienna…. Steven, help her up!”
Steven: “Get off me!”
Sienna: “Please dad!?”
Steven: “Get off me!”
He kicked me off, landing hard on my ass. Xiomara quickly picked me up and whispered in my ear that we needed to get out. I couldn’t, I just couldn’t, feeling her arm pulling me away, I tried not to be taken by force, but I had no choice. Glancing over to my mother….
Sienna: “I am sorry…. I am so sorry….”
Amanda: “Sienna….”
Steven: “Xio, get her out of my house, now!”
Sierra: “Dad! No!”
Steven: “Shut up Sierra!”
Sienna: “I am sorry daddy…… please forgive me!”
She dragged me out, in probably the most pathetic showings I have ever had. I emotionally crumbled in her arms, as Xiomara practically dragged me to my car, feeling my shoes scraping against the concrete. I felt myself getting pushed in, taking my key, she quickly got behind the wheel and dove off. I couldn’t lose my family…
But I think I already did.
Cannon Home
Thirty Minutes Later
The morning was already a mess, a huge cluster after the fight with her parents. She couldn’t lose them again, even dropping to her knees and begging her father for forgiveness. He wasn’t having any of it, Xiomara had to step in when he pushed her away, clearly hurt and disappointed by her actions and rightfully so. She was torn up; Xiomara was trying to help her get it together. Her and Chris had an appointment with the judge, Kelcey Wallace, Scott Cannon and their attorneys. It was going to be the first of many custody hearings or it could be none. Sienna was a mess; she was going to that meeting in the wrong state of mind. Xiomara was concerned, upstairs with Chris getting Nathaniel ready, Bree would meet them at the courthouse. Sienna sat downstairs on the couch, they had installed a wheelchair lever on the staircase, so Laura can come up and down, the Fashionista was making her way to the living room, she could see Sienna is distraught….
Laura: “The visit with your parents didn’t go well I take it.”
Sienna: “I don’t want to talk about it.”
Laura: “Sienna, only you can fix this, darling. They are your family; they may hurt right now but time heals all wounds.”
Sienna: “Time? There is nothing that I can do to make a difference, Laura. There is nothing that I can say which will change anything. Honestly at this point, I wish I could say to the world I am sorry for my mistakes but what would that do? Nothing. They hate me, all they want to do is bury me in their opinions and propaganda. They don’t want to see me or Chris for who we are, they want to see us for who they want us to be. I can’t lose my parents, Laura. That happened once and it took me years to fix it. I don’t know what else to do. I am lost, and today I may lose my baby, to that cunt.”
I couldn’t hold it in, which meant I would have to reapply my make-up one more time. Burying my face in the palms of my hand, I let out a scream, suddenly feeling Laura’s hand on my knee. I looked over at her and she too had tears in her eyes, hating to see me hurt so much….
Laura: “I hate watching you hurt, darling. I hate it so much, but we have done this and made some piss poor choices. I know that we can change it. Forget about them, it doesn’t matter who they are and what they think about us. This is about YOU. And today when you walk into that courthouse for the hearing, it is about YOU, Chris and Nathaniel. You cannot let them win and whatever choices were made, they need to be rectified. Sienna, only you can make that happen darling, for you still have the power to change their minds and their opinions.”
Sienna: “No…. I don’t. Whatever I do, they will forever judge who I am and what I stand for. I have lost all credibility, they are forming an army right now in the SCW to take me out of Taking Hold of the Flame, preventing me from getting the World Title shot at Rise to Greatness. Kelcey wants to take my baby. My father doesn’t understand this was all for the greater good. I can’t lose anymore! I can’t! Not in SCW and certainly not here.”
Laura: “You won’t, you are too smart for that but do not allow them to dictate your actions, Sienna, I am worried about you, darling. You are not the same.”
When she said that I stopped crying, glaring right into her big blue eyes, tilting my head, I wanted to know exactly what she was talking about….
Sienna: “Not the same, how?”
Laura: “If I tell you this, please do not be angry with me, I am only trying to help you.”
Sienna: “Fine, just answer the question, that is all I want right now, I promise I won’t get angry.”
Laura: “When I look into your eyes, before there was a genuine innocence, a need for assurance and a pride so unspoken of, it shined through each and every time. Now they seem cold and distant, it was like how I felt when I looked into the eyes of Lancelot Crane.”
How dare she? He was a murdering psychopath! I couldn’t believe she had said it, it boiled my blood to the core, fists clenched, teeth grinding but I promised not to get mad at her, instead I stood up, she took my hand, trying to stop me from leaving….
Laura: “Please, don’t be upset, I am so worried about you, darling.”
Sienna: “I know, I’m going upstairs to clean up.”
Laura: “Okay.”
I didn’t; say another word, I had already changed into another suit, I need to fix my makeup and hair, grab a new pair of shoes. As I was walking into the room, I stopped. Seeing Xiomara fix Chris’s tie, a huge smile on her face. I knew there were getting close, but just how close I was beginning to wonder? I pierced at her smile, he started to chuckle some….
Xiomara: “We cannot have Nathaniel’s father walking in there with a crooked tie, there, you look handsome as always.”
Chris: “Thanks love, for always being here when I need you. I appreciate it.”
Xiomara: “Any time papi, that is what friends are for. Come on, Bree is going to meet us there and we are going to be late if we do not get going, alright?”
Chris: “Yes, of course.”
Xiomara: “We shouldn’t keep Sienna waiting, she’s downstairs and already had a rough morning. We nee…”
I walked in and interrupted them both….
Sienna: “I am actually right here., not disturbing anything am I?”
Wedging in between the two, I kiss Chris, look him up and down, forcing a smile when all I wanted to do was turn around and knee Xiomara for this morning and for just now….
Sienna: “Looking handsome as always, sweetie. I just need to fix my makeup, I haven’t had the best of mornings.”
Chris: “So I heard.”
Xiomara: “Let me help you….”
Sienna: “No… I got it. Thank you, Xio. Laura I downstairs I think she wanted to talk with you.”
Xiomara: “Okay, I will be downstairs…”
She took the hint, we were alone for a minute, Chris didn’t look very happy, before letting out a sigh and going to grab Nathaniel. I started to apply lipstick, getting ready for this bloody hearing. Didn’t mean to break up the party.
L.A. District Courthouse
One Hour Later
At the courthouse it was the first of many custody hearings, Scott Cannon and Kelcey Wallace where there. Scott in a dark gray suit, blue shirt and tie, Kelcey was in black slacks, a black blouse, black slip on wedge sandals, her sandy blonde hair down and nails polished lavender. Their attorney was Broderick Chase, the father of Taylor and Madison, renown attorney to the stars. He was in a black suit, red tie and shirt. Sienna came in with her entourage, Nathaniel in her arms. Behind her was Bree in a white suit, blue blouse, Xiomara and Chris. Their attorney was Martin Howe III, in a dark gray suit and matching tie. They sat down in the judge’s chamber, there was a Proctor there to oversee everything before it needed to go to a judge. Sienna handed Nathaniel over to Bree…
Sienna: “Whatever happens, I don’t care what they say, that baby doesn’t leave your arms.”
Bree: “Don’t worry babe, he won’t, but listen, you need to stay calm, alright? That bitch is going to grind your gears, do not let her.”
Sienna: “I won’t because you’re here with me. Thank you so much, I owe you one.”
Bree: “ Trust me, I’m not missing this for the World, being here for you and him. I would have come out here anyway and you owe nothing, bestie’s for life.”
Sienna: “Yes, for life, sweetie.”
After our little exchange, Chris was already sitting across from Scott, Kelcey was next to him, holding his hand like the tramp she was, and here there was a time when Scott and Kelcey absolutely hated one another. Why were they doing this to us, why!? Nathaniel was ours; it has been a year since we raised him, he is one year old, and he is my son. I turned to him and wave. Bree holds his hand and waves back, with a smile in return where my heart just melts.….
Broderick: “I am glad that we are all able to come together to discuss the matter of Nathaniel Cannon. As all parties both know, Kelcey at this time last year had Nathaniel, during the pregnancy, Kelcey had some complications, of course this led to her heart stopping for about half a minute but thanks to the doctor on hand was revived, due to it, she was induced into a medical coma to have her body heal naturally where in the meantime Chris and Sienna started to raise the child.”
I looked to Chris who was sat in silence, he wasn’t saying anything or acknowledging anything that was being said.
Broderick: “During this time there was already a divorce on the way and since then, we have needed to get the right legal documentation to start these proceedings. And on that note, since Kelcey is now healthy and…..”
I promised myself I wouldn’t, but I couldn’t help but interject just then…
Sienna: “… wait, what do you mean, she is healthy? The last we were aware she has Parkinson’s; I think that is far the idea of being healthy. You expect us to believe that it’s magically just disappeared? No, one day she could be holding MY son and drop him, causing harm!”
Kelcey: “Really Sienna? Are we still on this? The fact you are grasping at straws when I am the legal birth mother to my son and what you have done with Chris is borderline criminal? I was in a coma to begin with and no matter how you choose to sugar coat it you two basically stole him from me, cut out any interaction I had with him.”
Sienna: “HIM?! His name is Nathaniel.”
Kelcey: “Nathaniel is the name you gave him, not me.”
I wanted to lunge over that table and have at it with her, but I felt Chris hold my hand tightly all the while he remained calm… eerily calm…
Scott: “Kelcey, it’s okay we are going to get him back.”
Chris: “That isn’t going to happen, I won’t allow it.”
Scott: “Really mate? Are we going to see how tough you are? We came in peace; all we want is a little justice for what is going on right now.”
Chris: “What do you know of justice? You’re not saint mate let’s not forget that.”
Scott: “And neither have you lately either. Let’s not mince words yeah, this has become a total mess. Kelcey is right, both of you have hidden him from us.”
Chris: “US?! You got some nerve, if you think I’m going to let YOU raise my son you have another thing coming, Scott.”
Scott: “This isn’t about you it sure as hell isn’t about me, I’m sorry but that child needs his mother and no matter what you tell him, it is not her.”
He pointed right at me, which was flabbergasting. Xiomara placed her hand on my shoulder in an attempt to calm me down, but I was having none of it. As I was getting ready to speak, I heard Bree chime in…
Bree: “This is hilarious. Not only has Sienna been the PERFECT mother, pun intended, she is the ONLY mother Nathaniel knows, how dare you even speak of taking him from Sienna and Chris?”
Kelcey: “I’m sorry, why are you here again?”
Bree: “I’m the godmother babe, I have every right ot be here to support the real parents of this cherub in my arms. Now before she interrupted me. Chris and Sienna have been nothing short of great parents, they show him nothing but unconditional love, I have seen how Sienna gets at the mention of that woman trying to take her baby, it is not fair, and this is a farce, okay!?”
Kelcey looked like she wanted to say something, I smiled knowing Bree had gotten to her…
Bree: “If these two needs something, give them a bone. Give her visitation rights or something but the child should stay with Sienna and Chris!”
Kelcey: “Bree, shut up.”
Bree: “You listen to me….”
Xiomara raised a finger and shook her head which caused Bree to cut short what she as going to say…
Xiomara: “Not worth it munequa.”
Xiomara now had to calm Bree down, I swear she looks ready to kick some ass but that is when my attorney, Martin Howe III finally interjects, this had to stop, there was no way that Scott and Kelcey were going to get their way…
Howe: “Ahem… If I may please allow me to interject here for a moment, before we even start to throw baseless accusations around like farts in the wind. Let me first state that while Ms. Wallace and Mr. Cannon have expressed interest in Nathaniel and wish to give him a good home, I will direct your attention to Mr. and Mrs. Cannon. They have supplied the young man with a very healthy life, he is cared for by a loving family including his grandparents and aunt, Godmother in Bree Lancaster and surrogate Grandmother, Laura Steinbeck. Nathaniel has everything he needs to grow up into a healthy young man.”
Kelcey rolled her eyes while Scott whispered something into her ear, what was he trying to do… I looked to Chris and I could tell now that clam demeanor was starting to drop…
Howe: “That said they have all the financial needs, so he is never wanting, So I ask you why we are even opening this subject for discussion. Like Ms. Lancaster said, we can talk about visitation rights, absolutely, his birth mother should get the right to see him, we are not opposed to this but full custody? That is not happening, it’s laughable.”
Broderick Chase listened to everything; he was as calm as could be… If he wasn’t against us, I’d have been impressed, instead I was growing a little concerned…
Broderick: “No Martin? Your clients may have painted this tapestry of a beautiful home, and while I’m certain Laura Steinbeck is a wonderful human being it does little to alleviate the fact that Nathaniel should not live in a house with two unstable individuals that has put him in harm’s way.”
Chris: “Excuse me?”
Broderick: “You heard Christopher, we are not asking for JUST visitation rights; we want a joint custody of Nathaniel and then we can negotiate visitation rights between my clients and yours. If you want to take this to a judge, we can, if it means going to trial, we can do that as well. But I want you to understand fully what this means. We can come to some sort of agreement now, or I will pursue full custody on the proviso that you receive NO visitation rights.”
Sienna: “How dare you!”
I looked to Chris who started to shift uneasily in his seat, this wasn’t like him… I looked to Xiomara who didn’t know what to do in this moment… Chris though spoke up…
Chris: “That is bloody absurd. Scott, I am asking you one-time, stop pursuing this, okay? Seriously mate, just do yourselves a favor and walk away, we can discuss visitation rights, Nathaniel deserves Kelcey in his life, I cannot argue that, but I am not doing any sort of joint custody, not after what she tried to do with the baby before he was born.”
I looked over to Kelcey with a scowl, just what the hell did she try to do to the baby?!
Kelcey: “What I tried to do to the baby? I don’t know what you’re talking about, if this is another one of your games, it is not funny, because right now all you’re doing is making yourself look the fool.”
Chris: “You know what you did, I have the records to prove it.”
Kelcey: “More fabrication, more lies. You’re growing more and more desperate Chris since you shacked up with that bint. You have the audacity to accuse me of such a thing?! I have never once tried to hurt that child, I am his REAL mother Chris, no matter how many times who wish it to be different, I am the mother, he came from me, I almost lost my life giving birth to a kid we both knew there was a risk, that was before you left for her!”
Chris: “You pushed me away, you made that choice not me!”
Standing up, I grabbed Chris who stood up off his chair, Scott reacted instantly and was right there in his face, Kelcey was holding him back before something started. Xiomara walked around to Chris and began whispering in his ear to calm down…
Scott: “This is exactly what we are talking about little brother. This behavior of yours, all that anger, and you think the baby is safe with you two! Between Sienna’s emotional break downs and your constant bursts of rage, I am wondering just how far you are willing to go, to prove a point!”
Chris: “When it comes to my son there is no bloody limit.”
Scott: “See?! Rght now this is insanity! You and Sienna have lost it! Do you hear me! It started at this time last year when you purposely held her away and hid her under your protection to practically steal the child from his real mother! This was all a ruse! One big concoction by you two scheming fucks to take away a woman’s child! It’s no secret Sienna has been jealous of Kelcey since the first day she ever laid eyes on her mate! Since then it has been a quest, a bloody vow for your cunt wife to take away everything Kelcey has including her loving husband!”
Chris: “I WILL RIP YOUR FUCKING THROAT OUT!”
Xiomara: “CHRIS!?”
I stood there in shock as Xiomara who was deceivingly strong pulled Chris. Bree then sat Nathaniel down next to Mr. Howe, she came too and helped pull Chris, but he wasn’t backing down….
Scott: “See what I am talking about!? You have lost your bloody mind all over her! And now you want to hold the kid hostage when all Kelcey did was love you! She saw where you were going, she saw how you were turning, and she was right to call you Silas!”
What?! I couldn’t move still, I wanted to, but I stood motionless watching this unfold. I watched as something flipped inside of Chris as he looked over to Kelcey….
Chris: “You told him!?”
Kelcey: “I did, because no matter what is going on right now between us, I still cared about you Chris! You are that baby’s father and deserve to be a huge part of his life, but so do I. I am his mother and if it wasn’t for HER! If it wasn’t for that succubus that lured you in!? We would still be married, but you didn’t trust me! You didn’t understand that I needed you to realize what you were becoming and instead you became it without even fighting for us!”
Chris shrugged both Bree and Xiomara of his shoulders with a sneer…
Chris: “You’re going to stand there and judge me!? Me when you turned your back on me! When you thought like the rest of the bloody sheep that I had turned on Kennedy to help Sienna! Does it really matter anymore, Kelcey!? NO! Because you made your bloody choice! Now you want to take my child away!? You want to take away the one thing that brings a smile to Sienna’s face!? The one thing that doesn’t judge me?! NO! NO! NO! To hell with you and this custody battle!”
Scott: “Are you saying that we are done discussing here?”
Chris: “I will see you two in court!”
I couldn’t let this happen, I was not going to walk out of here with a court battle, we needed to resolve this and everything was blowing up in our faces!? No, this was not happening! I looked over at Bree with a look of fright and despair, I didn’t want this to go any further, this bitch was not going to take away my child, please…..
Sienna: “This can’t happen, Bree! Xiomara, someone?!”
Bree: “Sienna, calm down….”
Sienna: “I won’t let her do this to him, to our family!”
Bree: “Sienna, come on, let’s take Nathaniel and go outside we….”
Sienna: “I can’t….”
Something came over me while listening to Scott and Chris go at it, they wanted to blame everything on me, I never wanted any of this to happen, but I also wasn’t going to stand idly by allow them to smear my name and have at it when I have done nothing but be a mother to this child. I lunged forward right into Kelcey’s face, Bree and Xio now trying to hold me back….
Sienna: “Is this what you want to do Kelcey!? You already physically attacked my sister, now you want to paint this great picture of yourself as the boy’s mother and drag my name through the mud!?”
Kelcey: “Sienna, I am not going to fight you. I want my son; we were willing to negotiate but it is apparent that Chris wants nothing to do with this! That is not what I wanted but you know what? This is how it’s going to be! He needs to be away from you two lunatics!”
Sienna: “Lunatics!? I saw your bruised belly, bitch! I know that you tried to kill that baby while he was still in your stomach! I looked at it up closely while you were in a coma! And there is nothing you can say about it! You tried and failed unlike the first time!”
Kelcey: “…I didn’t try to kill my child!”
Sienna: “Liar!”
It was just then that I somehow found myself slapping at her, catching part of her face, Broderick Chase tried to get in between us but I didn’t see Kelcey kick me so hard in the head I fell to the floor. Chris lost it, he and Scott started to throw punches, Xiomara was trying to get in between when some security officers came. I quickly stood up, lunging at Kelcey, I grabbed her, but she was too strong, flinging me right into the wall where I looked wide-eyed and in shock. She is supposed to be sick! Weak! It was like I was wrestling her back in 2017! She leaned in with fists clenched, just as Bree came and pushed her away from me. I could see Kelcey back off and smirk a little, making me angrier, Chris and Scott were still yelling at each other….
Chris: “You are dead to me!”
Scott: “Cut the crap Chris! You have lost it and need help! Both of you! It didn’t have to be this way, you made it that way Chris! You did!”
Chris: “Bollocks! This was a betrayal! Nothing more! A bloody betrayal! I tried my best! All I wanted was a happy marriage, but she couldn’t trust me and then you were conspiring with her the whole fucking time you piece of shit, you’re meant to be my brother!”
Scott: “She loved you, dumbass! More than anything and you pushed her away for that piece of trash!”
Chris took more swings when the officers finally had to subdue him, Xiomara tried to help Chris, but she was given an elbow to the face by one of the cops. It was chaotic, Bree was trying to lift me up as I stared at Kelcey, our eyes locked, it was in that moment I realized, she wasn’t sick, she couldn’t be sick. I remembered just how fragile she was. Her fists were clenched, she was ready to fight me, as I was able to get to my feet….
Sienna: “You’re a liar and a charlatan. You’re not sick, you are playing me, us. You think this is going to work? Kelcey, I won’t let you take my son if it is the last thing I do.”
Kelcey: “And what is that Sienna?”
Sienna: “End you.”
Her eyes shifted to Bree who shook her head and pulled me away, Kelcey stood there, Broderick checked on her and all she did was stare me down as Bree pulled me back. All I wanted to do was end her right here, whatever it took. I could never be Kelcey Wallace, so I wanted to destroy her once and for all….
And there was nothing that was going to stop me from accomplishing that goal. Bree had Nathaniel in her arms, I could see the two lawyers speaking, it was quite heated, Chris and Scott being escorted by the police in cuffs….
What the hell just happened.
Later That Night
8:00 PM
Sienna stood outside staring at the canyon. Barefoot, her jacket off, just in her dress shirt untucked and pants. Her hair now in a ponytail. She had a cocktail in her hand, a puffy lip from the brawl with Kelcey she had earlier at the courthouse. Chris was inside with Xiomara; in her suit pants, barefoot with her sleeveless blouse on, hair slicked back in a ponytail, Chris was in a tank top, dress pants and socks, they were in the kitchen. While Sienna was acting paranoid for so long about Xio, she couldn’t help but noticed just how close they were getting. They shared secrets, Chris seemed to be getting these text messages, and it was Xio who seemed to know everything that was going on. He confided in her, she listened, while Xiomara may play for the other team, or so she always led to believe, Sienna was starting to get even more doubts. Her icy blue eyes glared inside. Sienna sipped her vodka tonic on a day where she did herself no favors with the Judge, losing her parents in the process, the last thing she was going to lose was her child….
She sipped some more, her attention caught, looking up Laura from the upstairs window, her eyes locked on Sienna. A scowl forming on her face, listening faintly to the conversation between Chris and Xiomara…
Chris: “Are you sure you’re okay? Your nose looks broken. Maybe we should go to the Doctor’s.”
Xiomara: “I’m a tough Boricua, papi, it was a sucker elbow anyway. That didn’t go as planned and I am starting to understand just how frustrating things are. I love you and Sienna like family, but if we are going to keep Nathaniel, we all need to be on the same page. Look, we got a lot of things happening. Taking Hold of the Flame, what about Sienna? Blake Mason is in the match now, that is huge. We can get back at Kelcey our way, we can get back at Adonis and Cookie, OUR way. We can get back at Jordan Majors, and anyone else that wants to interfere OUR way. Papi, we have to be smart about this and the law is the law.”
Chris: “I know…. I know but I bloody hate him! He was my brother, my best friend! I protected Kelcey from him before! This was not how things were supposed to turn out, he stabbed me in the back…”
Xiomara: “Hey… look at me.”
She places her hand on his cheek, then rested them on his chest. All I did was take another sip of Vodka watching this, my eyes again glanced up at Laura who was watching me intently. This whole day was a disaster, I don’t know what else to think. I was thrown on the floor twice, slapped, kicked, what was left. I lost my family, I could lose my kid, I could lose Taking Hold of the Flame, I could lose it all, and here I am staring at one of my best friends getting friendly with my husband. I turn up to see Laura again, and toast, all she can do is shake her head at me again. I finally start to make my way back into the house, I can hear them still talking…
Xiomara: “We are going to get through this together, okay? You have Kelcey on her heels. We are going to look up this information, I want every Doctor’s report they had on her during this pregnancy and before, I want to know if she really tried to kill that baby unborn. If she did, we find her unfit for a mother and Nathaniel stays with us. I give you my word, she is not going to win.”
Sienna: “She wins at everything, Xiomara.”
I took them by surprise, their little tender moment was interrupted by me when I downed the last of my Vodka Tonic. Walking up, I stood right in the face of Xiomara…
Chris: “Sienna, you did this earlier.”
Sienna: “I did. I want you to look me right in the face and tell me what you promised him.”
Xiomara: “Well, I….”
Sienna: “TELL ME!”
The yelling startled Xiomara when Chris placed his hands on my shoulder. I stared her down, trying to read her body language, we were the same height, nose to nose, eye to eye, I could feel Chris nudging me back some…
Chris: “Sienna, back off love, Xio and I have become very close friends, she is someone I can confide in.”
Sienna: “But not me?”
Chris: “I never said that Sienna. We can talk about different things including you. Xiomara is going to help us with Nathaniel and the truth will come out about Kelcey.”
Sienna: “She is perfect, there is nothing that Kelcey can do wrong. We can’t defeat her; she has more lives than a fucking cat.”
Chris: “You wonder why I’m considering not re-signing? I am tired of being disrespected in the SCW; these jokes are… over. We need to be on the same page here and Taking Hold of the Flame is a start.”
Sienna: “You know damn well that we are going to be targeted by more than half that participants.”
Chris: “Let them try…”
Xiomara: “Then I will be there ringside to make sure that doesn’t happen.”
As I was looking at Chris, I turned back to Xiomara. Our breath was basically sharing the same air space. I don’t know what compelled me to do this, but I grabbed her by the hair, Chris was about to pull me off, but she stopped him, I leaned her back and rammed my tongue down her throat. She at first resisted, until I picked her up, setting Xio on the counter, she was confused and so was I, Chris didn’t know what to do, that was until I grabbed him by the shirt and pulled my husband in, he and Xiomara started to kiss while I ripped her shirt off….
And before I knew it, all three of us were naked in the bedroom, releasing our stress and anger to a climax none of us had felt in a long, long time…
Two Hours Later
Chris was on his back, asleep, Xiomara’s naked body hung half on the bed, she was passed out. I slid out of the middle, between them and went to get dressed. I needed to get out, the thoughts had been running through my head and they wouldn’t stop. As I walked out, with a bag in hand, Laura was at the top of the stairs, she was staring into the room where we all laid naked. Nathaniel was fast asleep in his room. Pulling my hair back into a ponytail, she looked at me almost defeated…
Laura: “Are you going there again? Or are you going somewhere else?”
Sienna: “What are you talking about.”
Laura: “Almost every night that you are here, I have watched you leave late and drive toward her house. Sienna, what are you doing?”
Sienna: “It’s nothing.”
Laura: “Nothing? Taking pictures of Jordan and Blake with their friends, family, playing with a child, is nothing darling? What is going on? This is becoming an obsession and then what? Will you do something to hurt them!? Maybe even….”
Sienna: “I am going for a drive.”
Laura: “The more you think of her and stare at her, the more you will want to rid of her because you will never be Kelcey Wallace.”
Rolling my eyes, I turned to walk away but Laura grabbed my hand….
Laura: “Sienna…. This is not you.”
Sienna: “No… it’s who they wanted me to be.”
Laura didn’t say anything else, as I went down the stairs, into the garage, opened the trunk, put a few things in there and slammed it shut. I stepped into my Bentley, opened the garage door and drove off. I could see Laura staring at me from the front upstairs window. I paused, thought about what she said….
And realized….
That if I don’t kill their memory, they will kill mine.
As I drive off into the night, breaking my vow to Chris, losing my parents, seeing Kelcey for who she really is….
Driven by desire….
…. And powered by vengeance.
SCENE FADES
The Hollywood Hills
11:00 PM
…. And another block of great music commercial free is on your way. A quick news update, President Trump is back on the campaign trail with the election this fall, Democratic incumbent, Joe Biden is now out and about as well, they are heading for a collision course, no word if the President will be coming to California to campaign. The police officers in the Minneapolis slaying of George Floyd have been fired, there are riots that have started when a White Officer placed his knee over the neck of Mr. Floyd, all caught on camera as he begged for the officer to allow him to breath, after around 7 minutes he was unresponsive and later died at the hospital…..
“We are always so fascinated with death, the news has found a way to make it so negative, I know because I have been a victim of it too, the negative press, trying to paint this grim picture of me, the cancel culture has taken over, the opinions of others have replaced facts, the sensitive nature of our lives spewed all over the Social Media platforms, and they think it is cute. People committing suicide at a rapid rate, no one cares anymore about each other, they paint me the devil because of my skills, talent, allure and beauty, making millions and not having to blink twice…
Before making fun of my generosity.
I rather just hear them say the truth.”
… In other news coming in, what an incredible story we have breaking, three murders in Los Angeles County just in the last few hours, the bodies of SCW professional wrestlers, Jordan Majors, Blake Mason and Kelcey Wallace were found in their homes, not yet the cause of death, the suspect, Sienna Swann had taken her own life, in what appears to be a murder/suicide. This is a developing story, more to come….
“My blue eyes turn to the radio, that is not what I heard, it is impossible. My mind was playing tricks on me, or maybe that is what I wanted to hear, they were gone, dead, forever out of my life at the expense of my own all for what? Was this the final Swann Song? The notoriety I have been looking for all my life, to live forever in infamy and give them exactly what they wanted, the villainess many portrayed, cast me as in this story? All in the name of what? Truth? Because Kelcey Wallace can’t exist in my world anymore. Blake Mason and Jordan Majors cannot exist in my world anymore either, I cannot allow them to for all they have done to me and I have never fought back until now….
For vengeance has no timeline.
Slowly putting on the gloves, leaving no fingerprints behind, the plan is easy, they never leave their back door by the garage closed, I have watched them enough to know. I will sneak into the house, stand over Kelcey while she sleeps which will be soon and smother her with a pillow, I want to see her feet kick, her hands grasp ay my arms and then go limp, sprawled out on the bed, bright blue eyes wide open staring at me, cold and still. The rope, tape and tire iron in the trunk will work with Jordan and Blake. I’ll bash his head in, watch the brains pour out all over the floor, defecating his pants.
My phones vibrated, it was Xiomara, for the fifth time calling me in the last few hours, always so protective. As my intuition and desire is to reach over and reply, all I can hear is that whiny little cunts voice in my ears…”
For all the being the Star of Right the Hell Now shit, didn’t you buy that Trios contract you used to set up the impossible to lose match that you ended up losing? I think if we just compare resumes for 2020 alone… honestly you might be even more pissed off when you start to think about it. You’ve been a star for a long time. I’m turning heads and I’ve been in this business for like two years, sweetie. And none of it has been as a result of you. Poke me all you want about losing to Peyton Rice for a third time, but the truth is I’m sure Peyton would have loved to win the buy-in when she was on my team. She didn’t. I made it to the finals of Trios and yes, I didn’t win. But I also didn’t buy a contract so… you can calm down a few notches now and I’ll allow you to take a moment to breathe. I’m sure you’re just seething with anger over this.
Jordan leans her arms on the table and holds the camera closer to her face.
I’ll get my win over Peyton soon enough. The one you hold so dear. But I’m going to beat you first. I’m going to watch all that hatred and resentment you have for me blow up in your own face. You can try to kill me. You can send the whole damn goon squad you have in your back pocket at me. I’ll just keep getting up over and over and over again. You think you hate me right now? By the end of this I’m going to be a stain on your legacy. You manipulative bitch. You’ve had this coming for so long. I’m going to be the one that makes sure you get what you really deserve.
“Thinking she’s so special, everyone has a good run, yet se sets her laurels on it. I want to shut her up, for good. Yes, hear her squeal, see how brave she is when her own existence is at peril. Jordan I will tie up, play a little until finally throwing her into the ravine, let the water wash her away, screaming for help and no one comes. Have I become this evil entity they tagged me with last year? The role casted by the People, why do I have these thoughts in my head, why? Colby Moon tell me the TRUTH! As I yell at the radio, suddenly finding myself striking the steering wheel repeatedly over and over, asking myself what the fuck have I become! I shouldn’t be here; I should be home sleeping next to Chris and Nathaniel, but I cannot fight the urge anymore…
For I am weak.
Selena Frost, James Evans, Jake Starr…. ALL OF THEM should die.
But who am I to play God? Who am I to take their lives after they have destroyed mine!? Is this the easy way out, am I looking for a quick solution or should I destroy what they built for death is simply too convenient. Tears start to form in my eyes, trickling down my cheeks, gripping the steering wheel, I let out again another scream, everything is blocked, all I can hear is the radio and….”
I am glad you are all with me tonight, I have another block of great music coming up and this one is a doozy, here, made famous by Super Model and Champion wrestler Sienna Swann, don’t know if you are listening tonight, but girl, you got it…. Here is “Style”, by Taylor Swift…
Midnight, you come and pick me up, no headlights
Long drive, could end in burning flames or paradise
Fade into view, oh,
It’s been a while since I have even heard from you
(Heard from you)
And I should just tell you to leave ’cause I
Know exactly where it leads but I
Watch it go round and round each time
“Stopping for a moment, I hear the song, looking back up at the upstairs window, Kelcey is staring right out my way. Lowering my head, all I can think about now is the people I leave behind, to see them fall at my wake. Why am I here, I keep asking myself, why? Grabbing the keys, turning them as the ignition cranks up and slowly start driving away, never keeping my eyes off her, I take the gun out of my glove compartment and place it in my purse, this isn’t me and yet it feels justified. Have I lost my mind?
This isn’t revenge, it is lunacy….
…. I will find another way….
I must…
Before I lose myself completely….
Laura was right.”
You got that James Dean daydream look in your eye
And I got that red lip, classic thing that you like
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
‘Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style
You’ve got that long hair slick back, white t-shirt
And I got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
‘Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style…
The End
THE ANGEL’S FLAME
The Staten Island Ferry is a passenger ferry route operated by the New York City Department of Transportation. The ferry’s single route runs 5.2 miles through New York Harbor between the New York City boroughs of Manhattan and Staten Island, with ferry boats making the trip in approximately 25 minutes. The ferry operates 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, with boats leaving every 15 to 20 minutes during peak hours and every 30 minutes at other times. It is the only direct mass-transit connection between the two boroughs. Historically, the Staten Island Ferry has charged a relatively low fare compared to other modes of transit in the area; and since 1997 the route has been fare-free. The Staten Island Ferry is one of several ferry systems in the New York City area and is operated separately from systems such as NYC Ferry and NY Waterway. The Staten Island Ferry route terminates at Whitehall Terminal, on Whitehall Street in Lower Manhattan, and at St. George Terminal, in St. George, Staten Island. At Whitehall, connections are available to the New York City Subway and several local New York City Bus routes. At St. George, there are transfers to the Staten Island Railway and to the St. George Bus Terminal’s many bus routes. Using the MetroCard fare cards, passengers from Manhattan can exit a subway or bus on Whitehall Street, take the ferry for free, and have a free second transfer to a train or bus at St. George. Conversely, passengers from Staten Island can freely transfer to a subway or bus in Manhattan after riding the ferry.
The Staten Island Ferry originated in 1817, when the Richmond Turnpike Company started a steamboat service from Manhattan to Staten Island. Cornelius Vanderbilt bought the Richmond Turnpike Company in 1838, and it was merged with two competitors in 1853. The combined company was in turn sold to the Staten Island Railroad Company in 1864. The Staten Island Ferry was then sold to the Baltimore and Ohio Railroad in 1884, and the City of New York assumed control of the ferry in 1905.
In the early 20th century, the city and private companies also operated publicly and privately operated ferry routes from Staten Island to Brooklyn. Owing to the growth of vehicular travel, all the routes from Staten Island to Brooklyn were decommissioned by the mid-1960s; but the route to Manhattan was maintained due to its popularity with passengers. By 1967, the Staten Island-to-Manhattan ferry was the only commuter ferry within the entire city. A fast ferry route from Staten Island to Midtown Manhattan ran briefly from 1997 to 1998, with proposals to revive the route resurfacing in the 2010s.
The Staten Island Ferry has a high commuter ridership due to the lack of transit connections between Staten Island and the other boroughs. Here we find Sienna Swann and Xiomara Diaz, looking on as the Ferry leaves. Sienna wearing jeans, a long-sleeve, cut-off black see-through halter top and black peep toe pumps, her nails polished a matte black, her long blonde hair slicked black and up in a high ponytail. Xiomara is in jeans also, purple pumps, matching halter top, her long hair down and nails polished a deep purple, she stands by Sienna supporting her as she steps into the Taking Hold of the Flame Battle Royal where the last time she lasted over 70 minutes and finished Top Three, where she gained the name, The Iron Angel. The camera starts to record….
REC:
Sienna takes a moment to look out at her surroundings, Xiomara stands behind as the Angle turns to the camera, icy blue eyes hiding behind her sunglasses, speaking in her sexy South African accent…
“Freedom is out here, taking the ferry and getting away from all the chaos is a nice way to spend the day in what is an ugly city. New Jersey is not my first choice to come and visit but if it means a Main Event spot at Rise to Greatness, then I guess I will endure it for long as I must. So here we are again, another year, another Taking Hold of the Flame and 39 other hopefuls wrestling to see who will face my best friend, Bree Lancaster to headline Rise To Greatness and the Road to the biggest event of the year begins. Yet for some, they walk into the match desperate to go after the World Championship, others are trying to reinvent themselves, praying that a good showing will put them in a better position and give someone the chance to headline the card. See, I don’t need either….
For I am The Main Event and always will be.
I don’t need any gold to define who I am, I’m not Asher Hayes or James Evans, a quitter who takes time off to regroup, I am honestly surprised he is in the match. See, though that is the beauty of the Flame, the chance to get in some licks and personal rivalries though I have been asking for years for certain individuals and get the silent treatment, know why? Sasha is afraid to make them look miniscule and unimportant in the grand scheme of things. This time last year, I faced Syren for the unification of the World Championship, of course she cheated, used the officials to take the title and I had to sit in the back and watch Rumble which meant nothing to me. I was given promises, told this and that would happen, none of it did, I won the World Championship back, I defended it again and again until it was taken from me with a Trios Contract and to this day, I have never been able to get equal footing all due to the conspiracy of Sasha and her chosen puppets. 2020 has not been my year, Retribution was a grand failure in part to Sasha skimming the system and finding loopholes. I try to help people out, bring them into the fold and instead I get blindside attacks because their ego has outgrown their worth. I have been the symbol of excellence for years and I am treated like scum. My husband is passed up in every opportunity and is awarded a Golden Penis as some sort of sick consolation prize. This company is a joke and the only reason people watch it? Bree Lancaster as World Champion and us, Xiomara Diaz, Chris Cannon, Glory Braddock and Sienna Swann. The rest have been given free reign to do what they desire most…
Cheat the system.
Do we see Sasha calling foul when any of her favorites are going around, breaking rules? Why does Selena Frost get to do her own private videos and everyone else must be aired? Again, privilege. I stood against it, I spit in Sasha’s face for I was one of the first to see through her façade, this huge event is no different, the numbers will doctored, it will be another play on “luck of the draw”? or maybe more “Luck of the Liked”, for the bias is real. Are we in tat bad of need of more rehashes and has-beens? How many more stars from the SCW past are going to start rearing their ugly heads to reach for the taste of victory one more time, only to take away from those who have been in that ring grinding away for years as they sit at home and do nothing. This has become about who kisses the most ass and which wrestler is willing to sell their souls to Sasha.
I have done none of the above, for I am my own entity, the SCW doesn’t control me and when I step foot into he Taking Hold of the Flame probably art a very low number, I will then prove once again that I am the Iron Angel and will last until the very end. No little girls trying to be women, no former stars grasping for relevancy one more time, instead you are looking at the only star which has made it on her own without any help or handouts. See, I am not Jordan Majors, I don’t need to latch myself to a host like a parasite to feel important, loved and admired, her constant starvation for attention is the likes of a famished third world country throwing scraps to the poor, watching them fend for themselves. Jordan Majors is looking for any means of praise, and while she blames me for being a manipulative bitch that surrounds herself with servants, what is she doing?
Placing herself in different Social Circles of friends and admirers for one reason….
She can’t survive on her own.
First the Lancaster’s and now the Helms.
None of them are going to help her when I throw her bony ass over the top rope and end her dreams of Main Eventing RTG. You cheer her, the selfish, sore losing twat couldn’t even congratulate Peyton Rice for taking the Adrenaline Title, instead we get this “I need to Save Face” speech, bringing up the Trios Buy In and how she won, outlasting her, then points to making it further than Peyton in the Trios Tournament?
Yes, Jordan made it to the finals and yes, Jordan lost taking the fall herself.
Bravo, well done. You made it to the finish line and then tripped, fell on your face before crossing it, eating shit. Tell me, how is that Trios Contract Jordan?
Thought so.
Stupid bitch.”
Xiomara cracks a smile, chuckling a little at the comments made by the Angel. Sienna is not playing games, she has not taken revenge on Jordan yet for attacking her after she defeated Jake Starr, her brother. Instead she has waited patiently, the right moment to strike. Already attacking her husband after her. Sienna at this point has many targets, but there are specific ones she is looking to take out once and for all. Sienna is laser focused on surviving and doing whatever she can to win the Flame, the one thing Kelcey Wallace has done, which she has not. Turning back to the camera, she speaks…
“While Jordan Majors calls Chris Cannon my lap dog, I have noticed that Jordan herself is a stray little dog looking for a new home, she jumped right on the lap of David Helms when Jaina drove her on a country road and dumped poor little Jordan out in the middle of nowhere. “Yip! Yip!” right sweetie? While I gave the opportunity for Jordan to be in our circle and act as our lap dog, she found a new home, at Chateau Helms, thank God she isn’t under eighteen, I couldn’t imagine Regan raising another one of those brats. Jordan though isn’t the only competitor in this, there are many that need to walk out with the Flame, because frankly speaking, the fire has burned out. Syren needs to erase being pinned by Derek Adonis, she doesn’t have many cards left and a new haircut, lipstick and eyeliner, don’t make much of a difference. James wants to find his smile again; Giovanni Aries wants to bring the Wonderland to the Main Event and destroy the Lizard Queen. Kelcey Wallace would love nothing more than to see one of her own proteges win and live vicariously through them. The monster Xander Valentine could see himself at the very top one more time or all these veterans showing up like Josh Hudson who left after I humiliated him in the ring has a new purpose, to show up and fizzle away….
Yet the standard is Sienna Swann.
Do you want to know the power I hold? The fear I instill in people. Jake Starr is trying to get a long list of wrestlers to sign up so they can gang up and throw me out. Of course, Sasha doesn’t care, she allows this headhunting, a witch hunt, the barbarians at the gates with pitch forks come after me and allow some lunatic like Jake Starr to spearhead it? What more proof do you want or need? That we need a contingent of wrestlers who cannot defeat me band together to prevent the BEST athlete in this company from finally getting her just due after being cheated since the End of the Year Show, but no, Asher Hayes who has FAILED on numerous occasions to get a win over me was the first in line, just like the rest of the sheep that think they can take down a lioness. That’s the problem today, the SCW is full of dreamers and not doers They talk a big game, pretend to be the head of the class, they have these desires to be at the top of the billboard and yet NONE of them, not even Infamous get the resistance that I do from the powers that be, my husband has been buried in mediocrity to the point, he may not resign his contract when it expires after Sunday and you want to talk about me!? When I am bloody mad as hell!?
This company and almost every single wrestler in it, has wanted to do one thing, destroy me. Last year we saw Syren not only steal my title but drop it to Alistaire Allocco, who in turn dropped it to Owen Cruze before it finally came back to MY hands. This is not about the World Title anymore for me, long as Bree has it, there is a bigger prize at stake, one that cannot be replaced by some gold shiny belt I have held THREE times in the past two years. Oh no, this surpasses every….
Intention.
Goal.
Fantasy.
Aspiration.
Claim.
For what I want most while you all plot my demise is straightforward unfiltered and transparent vindication….
Revenge.
Vengeance for all the years I allowed each of you to mock me, walk all over my pride and soul, selling me out for cheap pops and acceptance, never once giving me the benefit of the doubt and in ONE match I get all of it. Chris gets all of it. WE finally have a platform where those who hurt us will be reciprocated among them. Nothing will stop us, little girls like Jordan will learn that two months don’t make a Sienna Swann career, where Kelcey’s children cannot reach the very pinnacle for the last two years management has tried to knock me off. Where life doesn’t imitate art and 38 other wrestlers one by one as they come out to the buzzer will be greeted by US….
And they will be tossed to their Taking Hold of the Flame deaths.
For what you have done is singled out the two most talented wrestlers in this company along with a few others and protected those that become the REAL harbingers of hate. From Selena Frost and her self-servant egotistical wishy washy “Face of SCW” crap to Cookie and her pathetic attempts to become a wrestler to finally Jake Starr and his little list of mercenaries that will try to end my night early.
There is one more name that I have saved for last….
And that is you Blake Mason.”
Slowly taking off her sunglasses, the icy blue eyes of the Angel narrow. She has never forgotten what he did to her at Hell Hath No Fury where she was paralyzed from the neck down for some frightening time, around a couple of hours before she was finally able to get full motion again. Xiomara has watched it; they know what happened and Sienna blames Blake and Kelcey. As the Ferry continues to move, Sienna turns back to the camera….
“Did you think I was going to forget about you? This little cowardly act of having special compete clause contracts that naturally, Sasha would approve, which makes me sick. Hiding behind paper, walking into the SCW thinking you’re untouchable when all you are is a man with a fragile ego. You could have given me my match one on one Blake a long time ago, it would have showed that while you’re still an asshole, at least you’re a fighting asshole. Instead you ran, unlike Jordan who goes to the nearest SCW orphanage looking for kids to bring into the fold, you tend to disappear and if I am a betting woman, you’ll be gone again after RTG this year, so I need to take advantage of what is given to me…
And that is this Sunday.
Finally there was smiles of joy in my face on Breakdown, I was ready to celebrate when I found out that Blake Mason had thrown his hat into Taking Hold of the Flame, there were butterflies in my stomach, a bit of excitement as all of these competitors, from Jordan Majors to Syren to Owen Cruze, Selena Frost and others will fall at my feet, but Blake Mason?
Oh no, Blake.
I’m going to hurt you, I don’t care if I get suspended for Thirty Days, I have a receipt that has been FOUR years in the making. Matt Hodges can’t cancel this, any of the secret entrants can’t help you, Kelcey Wallace will watch because it was her fault that I was put in the predicament in the first place and after your lover’s quarrel, I have thinking every single day since that December Night at Hell Hath No Fury how I will take the opportune time to put you down Blake once and for all, where Taylor Chase will be relegated to wiping your ass and feeding baby food to you through a straw.
I hate you….
I HATE ALL OF YOU.
Now I will take my place among the Elite. I will be the THIRD woman to ever win the Taking Hold of the Flame match and stamp my ticket in the Main Event at Rise to Greatness. This story is not about your wishes, it is about mine. Jordan can take the low road and bring my personal life into this, my child is not a topic of discussion, but since you seem to have a death wish, I will allow you to continue digging your own grave. So, please let us continue listening to her spill about how I control Chris and he does my bidding, I find it rather hypocritical , at the same time morbidly amusing, this bitch falls to just about every single wrestler that smiles and tweets at her to make feel wanted and praised, is pointing fingers at my marriage, when she hops from girl to girl to girl always ending up broken hearted, with her sad little panda face, wondering when the next gullible cunt takes her in. For a woman who has so much money, she sure lives like a broke college kid.
The real never need to prove it to the phonies. People like her hang their hat on a couple of wins and moments. She beat David Helms, bravo, I have always admired and respected him, just don;t sugarcoat to fit your narrative, trying again to raise stock when your shares are at $2, call a spade a spade, you just beat a man that throws his back out picking up a screwdriver off the garage floor, but when it comes to the young talent on your level?
Crash and Burn.
Something I have never done, for I raised my level and surpassed them all. It is easy to pop out a move on an unsuspecting individual who extended her hand unwillingly for I knew what a little opportunistic snake you were, but your luck and my patience, has just ran out and just like Blake, and the rest of the entrants in this match, I will extend my wings and Ascend….
Into Greatness.”
Her eyebrow arches, as Xiomara looks on, with a smirk on her face….
“With 38 Kisses By an Angel.”
Sienna slowly places her sunglasses back on, staring right into the camera before blowing a kiss.
FADE TO BLACK
/REC
Sienna Swann 