THE FALLEN ANGEL
DECISIONS
CHAPTER TWO
It was a moment frozen in time for the Angel, the former Super Model and World Champion of the SCW was standing there shaking. She didn’t know how to accept what had just happened, to her one minute the trial was going fine, the next minute Chris from out of nowhere is handing Nathaniel and custody of their son over to Kelcey when the whole purpose was NOT to let her win… It was a scene that Sienna couldn’t wrap her head around, the bellowing scream of her came waling out, she couldn’t digest what had happened and the thought of it was making her feel sick, it was like a scene out of a horror movie, for her at least. Her worst nightmares now realized. Everything around her had gone numb, the South African beauty couldn’t feel her toes or fingers, her vision became blurry with the pool of tears forming over her eyes. Sienna shook so hard, trembling in such rage and anger that Xiomara finally stood up and grabbed her along with Bree from behind. The thought of choking her unconscious crossed her mind a few times, as Xiomara was only willing to do it to protect Sienna from herself. As she grabbed the gorgeous Blonde, Sienna screamed again, the Judge turned his attention toward her…
Judge: “ORDER!”
Sienna: “NO! I WANT MY CHILD!!! HOW COULD YOU?!”
That was aimed at Chris who stood there emotionlessly, the judge began turned his attention to Sienna…
Judge: “I SAID ORDER!!! Get her out of my Chambers, right now, Bailiff!”
Bailiff: “Yes sir.”
Xiomara while holding an emotional Sienna tried her best to speak on her behalf but it was falling onto deaf ears in the courtroom while Bree tried to speak some sense to her.
Xiomara: “That is not necessary, we have her!”
Bree: “Sienna, come outside with me, babe, let’s get you out of here!”
Sienna: “NO!! NOT WITHOUT MY BABY, NATHANIEL!!! NATHANIEL!!!”
Sienna said with a snarl, staring at the exchange between Chris and Kelcey. The Bailiff though was having none of it as he approached the three women. Sienna tried to push off, but he came from behind and immediately handcuffed her…
Bree: “Don’t do that to her, what are you doing?!”
Xiomara: “Judge Freeman, this is not necessary I said I had this under control!”
Judge: “It doesn’t look like you do to me, clearly this development has come as a shock. This move is to detain her until she calms, that is all. Take her to a holding cell.”
Bree: “THIS IS ABSURD!!”
The judge though wasn’t listening, he wanted nothing to do with Sienna’s break down and watched as she continued to scream, the bailiff practically dragging her out of the Chambers, where she even lost her heel in the process which Xiomara picked it up and followed while she them outside. Bree had turned her attention to the ‘villains’ of this story and was ready to charge Chris and Kelcey, but Dominic was quick to intervene, so Bree didn’t get herself into trouble as well, because the last thing they needed was any negative press. Instead Bree stormed out, behind Xiomara as Dom followed, leaving Chris looking on knowing he was going to catch a lot of flak for this, but as far as he was concerned, he made the decision he felt was right. Martin Howe III just sat there in disbelief having believed this was a sure win in his book, while Broderick Chase and Scott Cannon shook hands. For the first time in a long time, Kelcey held her son and smiled at him, he was frightened with all the yelling and what was going on that he buried his button nose face into her shoulder while she shifted her gaze to her ex-husband…
Kelcey: “Chris….”
Chris: “I made the right choice, and I wasn’t going to leave the Chambers here today knowing that I didn’t. Our recent dialogue made me realize what has been going on for some time, and I couldn’t live the lie anymore, Kelcey. Despite today and how she reacted, please know that Sienna has been a good mother, but with everything else I’ve heard recently… There was only one place he belonged and that is with you.”
Kelcey: “Chris, we can work on visitation rights and everything, I will talk to Broderick so we can set something up, I promise.”
Chris: “I know, you do the right thing, you always have.”
He looked at his son and kissed him in the forehead, closing his eyes he reminds himself of all the good times he has spent with his son and feels his emotions beginning to bubble over a little but holds himself together for his sake….
Chris: “I’ll see you soon, mate…”
As he starts to walk away, he feels Kelcey’s hand grab his. Chris stops, trying to fight the tears back, slowly turning to look her right in the blue eyes, they stare at each other for a moment, as a few tears trickle down her face…
Kelcey: “Please know I never in all this time believed you were a bad man, not really. There were times I was waiting for this nightmare to be over and I would see the man I knew as Superman standing right before me and I didn’t think it would be today. I just want to say thank you so much for not making me out to be a fool and a liar, believing something that could never come true.”
Chris couldn’t say anything, his lips quivering, when the unexpected happened, Kelcey embraced him with one arm while holding their son, pressed against each other. Broderick nodded as Scott looked on with a smile on his face while nodding to himself as he seemed to have his own thoughts… Chris then put his arm around her, it was a brief flashback of déjà vu for all involved…
Kelcey: “Thank you.”
Chris nodded, opting to not say another word and turned to his brother who smiled as Chris then walked outside, Kelcey was still in shock, Scott walked up to her and they hugged, Broderick and a dejected Howe approached the bench…
Judge: “Well that was different… But as far as I am concerned the father consented; this is a closed case. So, I will go ahead and fill out the custody papers, I will see you gentlemen in my chambers tomorrow morning so we can finalize it, alright?”
Chase: “Yes your honor.”
Howe: “Yeah, yeah whatever you honor…”
The two lawyers nod, walking back to their respective tables to collect their things. There we see Kelcey, Scott and Broderick talking, Howe shakes his head and the Judge glad it was over, but while for him it was, for others it really wasn’t as the screams of Sienna could be heard from inside the holding cell where they placed her until she could calm down. Right outside the door Bree is arguing with the guard and the Bailiff, Xiomara is also trying to plea with them to let her out…..
Bree: “Are you kidding me right now!? That woman in there, my best friend just lost her son; she has a right to be upset! Do you really think leaving her in there is going to help her!? NO IT IS NOT! She needs us right now, and I am demanding that you let her out or come November I am voting to defund the police! How do you like that!”
Dominic: “Tell them babe.”
Bree: “Damn right!”
The bailiff rolled their eyes, it probably wasn’t anything they had not heard before.
Bailiff: “We will let her out when she calms down, how long that is up to her. Hopefully in these cases it is about an hour. I am sorry but that is protocol, if she continues to act this way, she will be in there longer. Now please, there is a cafeteria, a Starbucks, if you would like to wait around, then by all means, we will be here and let you know when she is able to get out.”
Bree: “This is absurd, you should be holding her husband in there instead for the crime he committed against her….”
Xiomara quickly whispered into her ear, whatever she said calming Bree down some, the beautiful Louisianan nodding in agreement…..
Bree: “You’re right. We will be right back.”
Xiomara: “We would like to see her soon as possible.”
Bailiff: “I understand, we will let you know as soon as we can let her go.”
Xiomara wanted to barrel right through both men and see Sienna, but she knew it would only make things worse for her good friend. She was still confused and angry about what had transpired, so was Bree but they needed to calm down in order to do what was right for a very bad situation and not make matters worse. They slowly walked away, Bree and Dom were already down the concourse when Chris walked up from the other side, they hadn’t seen him, Xiomara did. She turned and walked to Chris, blocking his way as he looked towards where they were holding Sienna. Chris stopped, staring at Xiomara next….
*SLAP!*
Xiomara slapped him across the face, but Chris didn’t even budge…. She wasn’t sure what he was thinking at all, and threw another…
*SLAP!*
Xiomara slapped him again, as they both continued to glare at one another, before finally she went for a third, but he quickly grabbed her wrist and shook his head…
Chris: “Third time won’t be the charm, you’re lucky I let you hit me at all.”
He lets go of her wrist, as Xiomara stands there, scowl on her face…
Xiomara: “So you really went and did it.”
Chris: “She gave me no choice.”
Xiomara: “No, you always have a choice, Chris.”
Chris rubbed the side of his face Xiomara slapped and shook his head…
Chris: “Not when it comes to the welfare of my son, Xio. Everyone seemed to have forgotten that he is MY son too, I am the father of Nathaniel, NO ONE else. I was not about to let him live in that kind of environment until Sienna and I fixed US first and if none of you are able to see, that is on you. You or Bree and anyone else may not agree what I did, but I did it for my son, and the last thing I want is for that child to grow up in a home where he becomes neglected or has to be forced to witness this business deteriorate our sanity right before his eyes. Deep down inside, Xiomara you know that I am right.”
Xiomara: “Chris, you’ve broken her heart….”
Chris: “In time broken hearts can mend, I trust you Xio, you are a very smart woman that has seen everything from the outside, tell me that what I did in there was wrong? Look me in the eyes and tell me that I made the biggest mistake of my life sending my boy to be with his birth mother who surrounds herself with good people that love life and can be a positive influence on my son in the long run. Tell me what I did was wrong after everything you have told has happened recently.”
Xiomara glares right at Chris, her fists clenched, biting down on her jaw, before relaxing some and looking away, letting out a sigh…..
Chris: “That’s what I thought.”
As he tries to walk past her, Xiomara grabs him by the shoulder, looking over, Chris stops….
Xiomara: “You broke her, that child was the only thing holding her together and now he is gone. I don’t know what is going to happen moving forward Chris, but if you intend on making this work, then you’ll have a tough road ahead of you. I have never seen her like that Chris. Never.”
Chris: “I have, I need to talk to her.”
Xiomara: “If they let you in.”
Chris: “They will.”
Xiomara let’s go of Chris, watching him walk up to the guards and talk to them. The Bailiff nods and opens the door, Chris walks in. He could hear Sienna crying inside, right around the corner, turning and peaking in, she is in her suit, barefoot kneeling on the floor, crying, covering her face. Shoes and Jacket are hanging right outside the cell. They were afraid she could use her heels as a weapon. Chris takes a few steps closer to the cell, where she stops praying, her icy blue eyes slowly open, turning around to see her husband standing there….
Chris: “We need to talk.”
She slowly gets up and walks up to the cell, screaming, trying to grab Chris but he is out of arms reach…..
Sienna: “WHY!!!????”
Chris: “Just look at yourself. This is why. I have been trying so hard for the last year, Sienna! I have been trying to figure out what has slowly been happening to you. I know that you love Nathaniel more than anything, your love for him and the way you felt has nothing to do with this, but I must question your stability right now. When we first came together, it was different. You were so loving, carefree, we both were on top of the mountain and while we did have a rough go at it, we still kept positive and cool. We would take our trips and enjoy life, time with the baby, like normal people, but things slowly and gradually changed with you and it hit its climax in Christmas, despite what you might think of me at times I’m not blind I know it.”
Chris takes a step forward as she leaned against the cell door looking at him…
Chris: “I also know I have been guilty of things as well, I too have found myself lost at times and it is scary, some of that was taken out on you, which I could never fully apologize for and other times, not so much, but one thing I do know and that is we couldn’t expose Nathaniel anymore to that, we were self-imploding.”
She again tried to grab him where as he backed up, Sienna was snarling, even drooling some in anger and sorrow, she didn’t even realize that her make-up had ran and clear mucus was running from her nostrils, she looked crazed and far from the Angel that Chris ever fell in love with….
Sienna: “You gave him up to her! To Kelcey!? He was fine with us!”
Chris: “NO he wasn’t Sienna just look at yourself right now, listen to yourself. If it was anyone BUT Kelcey would be doing this, I don’t’ know the way you make it sound he was nothing more than a fucking trophy to laud over her… Is that the real truth?”
She suddenly stopped, feeling her face, seeing the mix of mucus, saliva and tears drenching her hands. Quickly wiping her face, she starts to pace, her bare feet on the cold floor, trying to calm herself down, Sienna was having a hard time grasping what had happened. She stops and breathes…..
Sienna: “I… am sorry…”
Chris: “Sienna, there is more than just being sorry, look what you and I have done throughout this year, look at what you have done putting Nathaniel’s life at risk?”
Sienna: “I would never harm him.”
Chris: “Then why did you take him up to Big Bear that day?”
Sienna: “I…. I don’t know. I just wanted to share the place with him, the experience that I had and how it made me stronger, surviving the tumultuous world I live in. He is my son too Chris, I was the only mother he knew and damn well for sure that I would have done anything for him, ANYTHING and he was ripped from me!? Please Chris, get him back I need him.”
Chris: “You took him up there because you had your back to the wall and were so afraid of losing him that if you couldn’t have him, no one would, right?”
Her icy blue eyes narrow, a stone-cold glare at Chris, that even made him a little uncomfortable….
Sienna: “Me? Hurt Nathaniel? Is that the monster you think I am? You want me to confess on everything that has happened the last year? Do you really want me to stand here in a cell, staring at my husband who just gave away our son to the woman I hate more than sin? Is this your way of justifying your cowardice? Because you were not man enough to deal with things like I have and get through it like the married couple we are!? After everything that we have been through, after all that you and I faced, do not stand there and preach to me that I would hurt that boy, because I wouldn’t Chris, I would kill myself before ever putting a hand on him.”
Chris: “Your behavior, and mine say otherwise, love.”
Sienna: “Say otherwise? My behavior!?”
Chris: “Damn it Sienna, since the fall of the For The People Movement and even before that I have seen you do some shady shit, but I was not going to be the first to judge or chastise you for it when I were complicit. We did what we did Sienna, but while you and I can play the role of Bonnie and Clyde all we want, when it comes to Nathaniel, that will not be the case with me.”
Sienna: “With you? You have no right to make such a decision!”
Chris immediately interjected and yelled back at his wife, startling her…
Chris: “I HAVE EVERY GOD DAMN RIGHT!”
Sienna took a moment to think and immediately tried to change tact…
Sienna: “WHAT OF SCW, SASHA TORE US APART!”
Chris: “NO! WE DID! WE LET HER SIENNA! We can point the fingers all we want but when this is all over, we gave Sasha that abuse of power! We did everything to try and shove her system up her ass, we tried to change it all to benefit us and she always found a way to do it better! We can stand here and blame Sasha until we turn blue in the face, but that doesn’t matter.”
Shaking her head, Sienna finally falls defeated, sitting on the bench, wiping the nose with her forearm, curling her toes, the beautiful strands of blonde hair covering her face….
Sienna: “All I ever wanted was to help people, I wanted you to see me as a person who could do good and wasn’t the selfish, blonde bitch everyone made me out to be, and it backfired on me when everyone called me a fraud… They did everything in their power to discredit who I am. I wanted you to know that I could be a good wife and mother, that I could do everything Kelcey did but better… Everything was about you Chris, that is why it angers me when people call you my lap dog, when you were hers… When in reality, I was always yours.”
Chris: “Sienna….”
Sienna: “No…. you let me fucking finish this time.”
Chris: “Okay.”
Sienna: “I wanted to help Kelcey because of you, and she was the birth mother of Nathaniel. I hate that cunt, and all I thought about was ridding her from our lives and that would make it better, but then I realized, she would be made a martyr and worse than now, you couldn’t let go because deep down inside Chris, you still love her even if you won’t admit it.”
Sienna wipes her eye before standing and looking towards her husband…
Sienna: “You may love me, but you still love her, and I know that I did some bad things. I became an addict, an alcoholic that you saved my life, Chris or else I would probably be dead right now and feeling how I do, that might have been for the best… I allowed this business to destroy who I am. I was beautiful, rich, happy and look at me now, look at the ugliness on my face… That little boy was the only glue I had holding me together through all the chaos. The For The People Movement, it led to Laura almost taking her life and the stroke she now lives with every day. Every single damn thing that Sasha pulled, all the wrestlers who have prodded me constantly like Jordan, Josh, Selena and Blake to name just a few, it came down to so many factors, that I thought attacking my own father to garner sympathy while the crowds turned on me would be enough, but I lost my parents from that as well… All I had was you and Nathaniel, Chris…… and that was all I ever wanted…..”
Chris: “Sienna, you may think the world is crashing around us, but it isn’t. We are crashing around the world and if we do not do something about it, who will? We have to fix things, but not use Nathaniel as a crutch, it is not fair to him. We can get through this.”
Sienna starts to chuckle some, shaking her head, slowly walking over to Chris…
Sienna: “We can? After what happened out there, Chris, you think that we can? You are punishing me for what I did, by taking away our boy. I am the only mother he knows, Chris. I made mistakes; sure, I can admit those but that will not change who I am. I was a damn good mother to your son, you know that. But this? You didn’t have to punish me, I’m your wife, Chris, not Kelcey.”
Chris: “Am I punishing you, no. But I have more questions than answers right now, such as do you really believe after everything you just fucking said to me, everything you just admitted. That it entitles you to take care of MY son? Listen to yourself Sienna, you’ve lost the plot and you think it doesn’t hurt doing what I did, handing my son over to Kelcey? It does but it was the right call, you gave me no choice.”
Sienna: “You had a choice, you chose her.”
Chris: “No, I chose what was best for Nathaniel whether you accept that is up to you. Now I am going to get you out of here, I will tell Xiomara to take you home, then we can talk later when cooler heads prevail. I need to be alone for a while.”
Sienna: “Don’t leave me in here Chris.”
Chris: “I’m not.”
As Chris leaves, Sienna slams the bench, pacing around, she starts to pull at her hair, jarring an angry growl until finally the guard and bailiff show up to let her out. As she steps out, Xiomara is right there, Chris had already left, Bree runs over and quickly starts cleaning her up, Sienna seems almost comatose now, standing there emotionless. Bree puts on Sienna’s heels and helps her….
Bree: “We are getting you out of here. Where is Chris?”
Xiomara: “It doesn’t matter, we need to take care of her first.”
Escorting her out, Sienna turns looking around and then at Xiomara, it was like her soul was gone, her personality drained, and her energy lost, she looked like a woman that lost it all.
A Few Hours Later
Hollywood Hills, CA.
None of them thought this was going to happen at the courthouse. There was a cake, drinks, appetizers, toys for Nathaniel and balloons, the house was decorated by caterers for the celebration of bringing their son home finally but that was not the case. Sienna sat at the table, the cake in front of her, the rest of the table and counter space filled with food. Bree sat next to her, rubbing her forearm, trying to calm her down, but Sienna sat there, staring out into nowhere, Xiomara brought her a nice flavored seltzer water, which Sienna didn’t take a sip of. Xiomara glanced over at Bree and gestured to the back deck. The two ladies walked out, where Bree looked really upset and worried, Xio was there to try and comfort her too…
Xiomara: “Munequa, why don’t you and Dom get out of here, I know you are a busy woman and he has a lot of promoting to still do. You also have a big match at Rise To Greatness this weekend, and with all the glitz and glamour, you’re the center of attention so you need to be at your best.”
Bree: “I can’t leave her like this.”
Xiomara: “Let me take care of it. She just needs to get a good night’s sleep, I will handle it, and tell her to call you when she gets up tomorrow. I will get her refocused for Jordan Majors, this match is important for her too, just give me a chance to set things straight first.”
Bree: “What about Chris? That son of a… I can’t believe he did that.”
Xiomara: “We all know, he had his reasons, once I get to the bottom of everything, I will call you personally about it. Seriously, you have been so good to her, she knows that. You’re a true friend.”
Bree: “She would do the same for me.”
Xiomara: “Yes, she would.”
Bree: “Okay, let me say goodbye and we will get going.”
Xiomara: “Sounds good.”
The two ladies walk back inside, Bree walks up to Sienna and kisses her on the forehead. Sienna reacts, grabbing her hand….
Bree: “Sienna, I need to go babe, Xiomara said she is here and if you need anything just call me, alright. Everything is going to work itself out, I will go get Nathaniel back if I have too, I am not going to stand for this, alright.”
Sienna: “Thank you.”
Bree: “I love you.”
Sienna: “I love you too.”
Bree turns to Xiomara….
Bree: “I better know what is going on with Chris or she is coming to stay with me, I am trusting you Xio.”
Xiomara: “once I find out I will tell you everything, and that might not be a bad idea.”
Bree: “The invitation is for you too.”
Xiomara: “Thank you. Take care preciosa.”
Bree: “You too, babe.”
Dom smiles, following Bree out the door, she sighs, locking it and walking over to Sienna who is staring at the cake. The Angel slowly dips her finger into it, sucking the contexts from her fingers….
Sienna: “Buttercream and cherries, it was his favorite.”
Xiomara: “We are going to get him a better cake when this is all over. He will come home back to you Sienna, I promise. Right now, we need to stay strong okay. Come on, why don’t we go upstairs, you need a nice soak in the tub, munequa. So come on, I will clean this up later.”
Sienna: “All these toys, he was supposed to come home to us, Xio…”
Xiomara: “I know, but things change, they happen for a reason. Come on beautiful, let’s go upstairs, get you cleaned up and maybe lay down for a little while.”
She didn’t argue, and followed Xiomara to the bedroom, where the huge Jacuzzi tub in her master bedroom. After undressing, Sienna soaked inside, Xiomara kicked off her shoes and sat behind her, washing her back and hair, she needed a quiet moment to allow everything that had happened to digest. Xiomara was hoping this would at least calm her down, even thinking about giving her some sleeping pills so she would be out the rest of the night. After bathing her, Xiomara dried up Sienna, she dressed up in some silk shorts and tank top. Her hair slicked back in a bun. Xiomara went downstairs and made a couple of teas, she crushed one of her pills into the cup and stirred it, then was heading upstairs when Sienna walked down, staring at the balloons, the cake, and gifts….
Xiomara: “I made some tea for us; this will help you sleep.”
Sienna: “Thank you.”
Xiomara was in black leggings and a cut off t-shirt, placing her cup on the table, she started to rearrange things, Sienna continued to look at the cake and presents, as Xiomara came back and sipped her tea…
Xiomara: “Come and get comfortable on the couch.”
Sienna: “I.. I…. okay.”
Sienna wasn’t saying much, instead she sat next to Xiomara, they even snuggled a little. Sienna stared at the television; the news was on. She sat there not saying a word, drinking her tea. Xiomara’s head slowly slumped on Sienna’s shoulder, as she started to fall asleep. She waited a few more minutes until Xiomara was out. Sienna stood up, placing Xio’s head on the pillow. The Angel took her cup of tea and half of Xio’s and dumped them in the sink, she had switched them while Xio was trying to arrange the couch. Standing there for a moment, Sienna walked over to the cake, a scowl started forming, as she slammed her hand into it, gabbing the dessert and throwing it in the trash. She grabbed the balloons, with her sharp nails grinding into them as they popped, she didn’t care if the noise woke up Xiomara or not. Sienna grabbed the appetizer platters, throwing them all in the trash, as her anger grew more intensely. She then stopped, taking a deep breath, wash her hands, before drying them. She walked over to the couch, lifted Xio’s feet off the floor, and put a blanket over her friend, manager and advocate, staring at her with cold, reckless eyes, before softening her stance, brushing some strands of the beautiful Puerto Rican’s hair before turning, and walking up the staircase, where she met Laura Steinbeck at the very top sitting in her wheelchair….
Laura: “What was going on down there, where’s Xiomara?”
Sienna: “Asleep on the couch. She needed the rest more than me.”
Laura: “I’ve seen that look before, don’t do this darling.”
Sienna: “Get out of my way.”
Laura: “Sienna, you are smart, beautiful and very caring, a loving person, for that is who I saw grow up in front of my eyes, the woman I nurtured, and I brought up to be the most alluring creature on this planet. Your face is one of the most recognizable in the world, you were Maxim’s Top Most beautiful woman. I have seen you at your best and worst, we never let anyone walk all over us, we always stood our ground, this is another bump in the road, and if you allow this to consume you, Sienna…. You will lose.”
Upon hearing that from Laura, Sienna couldn’t help herself but laugh a little…
Sienna: “Lose? I already lost everything Laura. I watched my husband give away our son to that bitch. This is after all that has happened to me in the SCW? I’m supposed to just drop everything that I am doing, to concentrate on Jordan Majors, right now? And then what focus on everyone else that has done me wrong? This is how my story ends? How I find myself looking over my shoulder wondering if my husband is really in love with me and not her? When did it become about her Laura? When did this become about Kelcey bloody Wallace? No, you see what this was all about was that little boy, my son… MY SON!”
The sudden outburst startled Laura who was trying her best to calm down Sienna….
Laura: “He is not lost. You know that Chris will make a deal with Kelcey for visitation rights, he will not give up on his child like that, Sienna. You are better than this, I have seen it countless amounts of time. This is all my fault and I know that now. Had I not tried to kill myself, you would have never backlashed at the people, you would have still tried to save everything and everyone, this was your nature Sienna, and yet for some reason, you have allowed this to eat up the woman you were. Don’t let them win, to hell with their satisfaction of your demise. This is Rise to Greatness week, concentrate on that, we will worry about Nathaniel when it is over.”
Sienna: “You want me to trust Chris to do the right thing after what happened earlier today? You were not there Laura; you didn’t see him pick up Nathaniel and hand him over to Kelcey like it was nothing. I cannot even fathom what he has done, but I am supposed to be the good wife and accept it? Fine, then I will, but I am going to grieve first.”
Laura: “What are you going to do?”
She sides steps Laura and walks into Nathaniel’s room, looking around at all the toys, the pictures, one of her and him together. She is suddenly overwhelmed, lowering her head, trying to hold in her tears, clenching her fists, toes curling, Sienna could be heard almost squealing….
Laura: “Sienna….. come out of there, please. There is no need for this.”
Sienna: “My baby is gone….. I didn’t even get a chance to say goodbye to him. I didn’t even get the chance…. Laura…..”
Laura: “Sienna…..”
Laura slowly starts trying to get out of her wheelchair even though part of her body is paralyzed, she wants to hold the woman she considers a daughter, but as she tries, Sienna starts to tremble again, letting out a scream, tipping the cradle over.
Laura: “SIENNA! Stop…. Please!”
Sienna: “He is MY son! He is MY baby! NOT HERS!!!”
Violently shoving the pictures and lamp to the ground from the dresser, grabbing toys and smashing them into the wall, Sienna screams again, as Laura tries to get up but falls to the floor, she starts to crawl, trying to reach for Sienna’s foot and leg. The South African beauty queen finally grabs the picture next to the nightstand and is about to smash it too against the wall but stops, the picture of her, Chris, and Nathaniel the day they brought him home… A tear falls on the glass of the picture, glaring at it, running the tips of her finger down the pane of the picture. Sienna drops to the floor, sitting there, she can feel Laura crawling up to her, and does nothing…..
Laura: “Whatever it is you’re thinking of, don’t do this darling.”
Sienna: “He was my son….”
Laura: “And he will be your son again… Come, please.”
It was at that moment Sienna lost all control of her emotions and starts to wallow, screaming, holding the picture tight to her chest. Laura tried her best to hold on to her and remind her that there is always someone there for her. That is when she leaned over and laid in a fetal position, as Laura spooned her from behind. Sienna was always there for Laura when she was in need….
This time, she had to be there for her, as she had finally snapped.
A Few Hours Later
Sienna sat at the foot of the bottom step, her head resting on the wall. Xiomara was still dead asleep on the couch. Laura had laid down in her bedroom. Sienna wasn’t going to clean the mess, instead she closed the door to Nathaniel’s room until the morning. In her hand was his favorite Tonka Truck the two always played with. The gorgeous Angel smiles, running the toy across her leg, making the truck noises Nathaniel made…
Sienna: “Vroom… vroom …. Here he is Nathaniel. Yes, the truck is here to pick up his cargo.”
She starts to giggle, thinking of his cute little responses. The memories put her at ease at times, others just cause her to break down and cry again. Finally, she stops as the door to the garage opens, Chris walks in, looking like he went out for a few drinks. Sienna is there staring at him for a moment….
Chris: “You okay?”
Sienna: “What do you think?”
It was a stupid question, but one Chris felt he should ask all the same. He shut the door behind him and looked across to the living room where Xiomara was sleeping.
Chris: “What’s wrong with Xiomara?”
Sienna: “She was tired, passed out a few hours ago. Laura went to bed too. I tried to get some sleep but wasn’t tired, so I decided to hang out and…..”
Chris: “Play with his toy…”
Sienna: “I loved playing trucks with him…”
Chris: “Sienna, let’s not do this. I promise you he will be in our lives, but we need to fix us first.”
She stands up and sniffs his jacket….
Sienna: “You smell like a strip club.”
Chris: “I just needed some time to think.”
Sienna: “I see you did. I threw away everything from the caterers, I think Xiomara put a few things in the fridge if you are hungry.”
Chris: “Okay, thanks.”
Sienna: “Of course.”
The beautiful blonde stands up and walks over to the bar, she grabs the crystal bottle of whiskey, pours him a glass and hands it to Chris which he takes and looks at…..
Chris: “What is this for?”
Sienna: “Your nightcap.”
He nods, drinking it straight quickly and undoing his tie. He walks over to the couch, checks on Xiomara who is sound asleep and then turns back to Sienna….
Chris: “Maybe I should take her upstairs.”
Sienna: “Don’t disturb her, she is comfortable, leave her there. Go to the bedroom, shower, you will feel better.”
Chris: “Look Sienna…. I know what we said earlier wasn’t pleasant for either of us and….”
Sienna: “Shhhh…. No. I have cried enough today to be honest. I am trying to understand why you did it and come to terms with it… I still do not get why you felt like it was this extreme to the point he had to go with Kelcey, but I am not going to argue with you anymore about it either, okay? Seriously, go take a shower, you smell like dirty whores.”
Chris: “We can talk more about it tomorrow.”
Sienna: “Okay…”
She tries to half smile, as Chris walks by her. He tries to be cordial or at least peaceful, nodding and heading up the stairs. Sienna watches him closely….
Sienna: “I’ll be up shortly; I’m going to clean up and shut everything off.”
Chris: “Sounds good.”
As Chris heads into the bedroom and in the shower. Sienna grabs the bottle of Whiskey and pours it out into the sink. She rinses the decanter clean and adds fresh whiskey in it, placing it back in the bar. Making her way into the living room, Sienna shuts off all the lights, leans in and kisses Xiomara on the lips, whispering…
Sienna: “Not this time Xio. Sorry.”
And heads to the second floor. Slowly opening the door, she peaks in, Laura is already asleep, closing the door quietly, Sienna makes her way into the bedroom where she hears the shower running. The South African beauty grabs some of her perfume and sprays it on her chest, then on her vagina before placing it down on the vanity. She starts to brush her long hair, seeing the reflection of Chris in the mirror, he walks out naked looking unsure of himself while holding on to the door frame, holding his head with his free hand….
Sienna: “Are you okay?”
Chris: “Yeah… I guess I drank a little too much tonight.”
Sienna: “Why don’t you lay down. I am sure it is all that cheap whisky or bourbon at those places. We should get some sleep anyway, tomorrow is a new day.”
Chris: “Yeah, the room is spinning some.”
Sienna: “Come on. Let me help you.”
Sienna grabs Chris and helps him into the bed, he seems to be almost out of it, but not unconscious. Sienna turns around and stands back up, dropping all of her clothing, before mounting her husband….
Chris: “What are… What are your doin…. Doing?”
Sienna: “Makeup sex.”
Chris: “Sienna…. Uhhhh…”
Sienna: “Don’t you love me?”
Chris: “Wha… Ye…. Yes…….”
Her icy blue eyes glance over at the toy truck sitting on the nightstands as she starts to stroke her naked body on his. Chris’s eyes quint, almost in a euphoric state. Sienna continues to stroke him, her hands on his chest, looking down, never taking her eyes off his….
Meanwhile…
Downstairs, Xiomara’s eyes shoot open, she sits up, as all the lights are off, slowly getting up, still groggy. She slowly goes up the staircase, the light of the master bedroom is on, the door is cracked. Xiomara passes the bathroom, walks in and starts to rinse her mouth with water, and wash her face. She then looks to leave until something catches her eye, looking at the trash can, she sees Sienna’s birth control pill cycle. She picks it up, examining it, wondering why it was in the trash. Xiomara goes to the bedroom, pushing the door open, she stands there in a bit of shock seeing Chris lying there, moving some, moaning as Sienna rides him. Swann looks over her shoulder at Xiomara, then notices that she has her pills in hand and cracks a sheepish smile before winking at her….
Xiomara glares into her cold eyes, knowing what Sienna was up to, if she couldn’t have Nathaniel, she would make Chris give her a child of their own…..
As a chill rolls up her spine, for this is the first time, she doesn’t feel like she is looking into the eyes of an angel….
But a devil.
SCENE FADES
THE STAR OF YESTERDAY, TODAY AND TOMORROW
Minnehaha Park is a city park in Minneapolis, Minnesota, United States, and home to Minnehaha Falls and the lower reaches of Minnehaha Creek. Officially named Minnehaha Regional Park, it is part of the Minneapolis Park and Recreation Board system and lies within the Mississippi National River and Recreation Area, a unit of the National Park Service. The park was designed by landscape architect Horace W.S. Cleveland in 1883 as part of the Grand Rounds Scenic Byway system and was part of the popular steamboat Upper Mississippi River “Fashionable Tour” in the 1800s. Here is where we find the Angel of the SCW, Sienna Swann, along with Xiomara. She had chosen an isolated place to be able to talk about her upcoming match with Jordan Majors, who has had her liberties with Sienna and Xiomara quite a few times. Sienna Swann has been known as someone who can indeed be very vengeful especially in the last six months. 2020 has not been kind to Sienna, finding herself embroiled in this feud with Jordan after she tried to show her that her brother had no interest in caring for the young sister of Jake Starr. Most of it was at the behest of Bree Lancaster who really liked Jordan and admired her tenacity, once even talked about forming a group together….
But that all changed when Jordan dropped Sienna with the Cash Out after raising her hand up in victory over Jake Starr at Cold-Blooded, where we saw Jordan’s answer and ever since then, things had changed. Sienna is hellbent on making Jordan Majors pay the price, she wants it be known that no matter what she does or who she is, that she will never be better than Sienna Swann. She also wants to have her chance at becoming a champion again, but she isn’t holding her breath, yet Sienna knows that if she did indeed continue to fell the favorites of Sasha, that this would be her message to her and no one could stop that. It is also public knowledge that Kelcey won custody of Nathaniel, the events in that are quite fuzzy, all anyone knows is that she did lose the child she loved dear, so this will add more rage and incentive for Swann to go out there and look to destroy Jordan Majors.
Wearing black pleather pants, barefoot, with a white halter top, her nails polished a matte naked gloss, and long blonde hair slicked back in a ponytail. Xiomara close to her, wearing a black sundress, also barefoot, her nails polished black and long hair hanging down, their shoes to the side, as the falls are behind them, close to the water, the Angel takes a minute to get some sun before the camera starts to record….
REC:
Sienna takes a moment before finally turning toward the camera, frosty blue eyes narrowing some as she speaks in her sexy South African accent….
“The falls are so peaceful and tranquil, to soother the heart of a raging beast. I am sure by now everyone has heard of the news that I no longer am in custody of Nathaniel Cannon, as he is now with his birth mother, Kelcey Wallace. Oh, I bet that makes you all happy and….”
Xiomara cuts her off, whispering something in her ear, causing Sienna to sigh and nod slowly, before turning back to the camera…
“Enough of that. I hate this time a year, it is the moment where the great wrestlers who have been carrying this company for so long are overshadowed by the up and comers or the flavor of the month. Rise to Greatness hasn’t always been particularly kind to me, I won my freedom from Silas Mason with Regan Street, won the Women’s Championship the following year, then lost it the next year, won the Number One Contendership to the World Title, lost in a tag team match which Chris Cannon and I were basically forced in, not exactly the way I would have wanted, but in those losses, and times what I did was ascend to heights never before seen by one person who back in 2015 all you haters wanted to write me off as nothing short of a model who couldn’t wrestle.
Oh, how times have changed.
Don’t you see how this works? For me, it was a slow climb, I was never given anything like some, Alistaire Allocco comes to mind, thrust into an Elimination Chamber while I watched, and he had only been here a few months. I was never given the press, accolades, or hype that Jordan Majors, Peyton Rice and Owen Cruze were given. Instead, Sienna Swann quietly climbed the ranks of the SCW until I shocked the world and became a World Champion, but did that stop this company from trying to derail my goals? Did it shy them from trying to degrade my talent and persona which is larger than life itself? While they promote their favorites, half of them fail in comparison, what do they do to me?
Simple, belittled the Heavenly Angel.
When does it stop?
It will not.
Even after Rise to Greatness when I walk out victorious and once again prove that I AM the keeper of the crown here, I have elevated myself to a plateau no one can knock me off, and as I continue to try and get back where I belong, I will continuously be pained to watch my own smear campaign unfold before my eyes. Do you think this was easy for me? The sacrifices I have made, the vices I needed to kick, the trauma and horror I faced right before my blue topaz eyes? What NOBODY in the SCW understands, as I hear Selena Frost ranting a contrived narrative in her own belief, perceiving it as gospel for everyone else to agree, or Infamous thinking they still run the nest or even the likes of Josh Hudson who questions my wrestling ability when I took him down with it, to finally the constant nagging by informed, delusional, lacking a sense of logic in Jordan Majors, The Perfect Pack, Blake Mason and Kelcey Wallace?
What we have here is a simple case of once again there is one side to the story.
Do you know what it is like to be groveled by every man that stands at your way at 17-years-old, trying to make a career out of modeling just so you can make a life of your own?
NO, you don’t.
Walking a runway in New York City, only to have to change fifteen times, then hop on the plane later that night to get to Paris for a photoshoot at 10 AM to the point you’re so sleep deprived that they recommend to put Preparation H, yes a Hemorrhoid cream on our eyes to take out the puffiness and bags caused by it.
NO, you Don’t.
Your life constantly on the run, people that you don’t even know by their first names making the decisions, all they do is point, jump in the closet, put something sexy on and hope that you look good enough to sell a perfume or line of underwear that your boyfriends masturbate to at the site of my billboards and posters?
NO, you don’t.
Because that life was tiring and rigid, that I had to take up vices just so I could keep up and all it did was almost kill me. This is the price I paid for wanting to be a model and then a professional wrestler, where there were nights, I drank myself unconscious with sleeping pills so I could function the next bloody day. I would wake up and not know where I was, there were times I couldn’t remember what happened the days before, I watched my mother and father almost destroy their lives because of me and the choices I made, I owned up to them, but it was that pressure on a young woman that makes her strive to Perfection, which it can NEVER be attained.
And yet people question my motives? Passion? Drive? They wonder why I get so upset when I watch others less deserving who practically coast by and are rewarded? Cassidy Carter in a chance to win a United States Championship shot when she hasn’t done a goddamn thing in three years? The last time she was even relevant was the night she lost and cost me the World Title, are you serious? I have spent the last seven years paying for my poor decisions, but not in the SCW, in my life.
SCW was setting me to fail the entire time, they never wanted me as the face of this company, they never thought I could be Woman Wrestler of the Year in 2018 and 2019. They figured my ceiling was the Women’s Championship and be a hack like the Stacy Kissinger’s and Casey Holliday’s who made me wear a potato sack to wrestle and Bree in underwear, yet I am the one who is disrespected? The problem has always been that you’re all jealous that I proved everyone wrong, and even with my life almost ending of an overdose one night, I kicked my skeletons that were hidden in my huge closet and ascended like the Angel I am…
And after Rise to Greatness, Sasha?
When your little “Star of Tomorrow”, ends that night with NO future?
Then you will have NO CHOICE but to give me what I have earned, to destroy the face of the SCW, and become Champion again.”
Sienna looks away, deep in thought, still hurting about what had happened with Nathaniel, but now she has cracked, it has become a steady boil, slowly churning, waiting to explode, and that time might be now. Jordan Majors is a great wrestler and Sienna understands one Cash Out can take her under quickly, but the Angel is not going to give her the chance, glaring back into the camera….
“Life isn’t fair, you may think it is all fun and games like Jordan Majors does because her approach was simple, I can buy anything I want. So could I, I am a multi-millionaire, I don’t need to wrestle if I chose, I make more money in endorsements alone, when my lingerie line or fragrance sells, I get richer, when my face is shown as advertisements brings customers in, they write me a check and I don’t have to do anything….
But you see, there was a time when life was good, easy for me. I loved coming to work, standing under the spotlight, but Retribution 2019 changed that, when I was knocked unconscious by Kennedy Street in a Tactical Warfare match and Owen Cruze scored the pinfall on Syren. When I came to, the grim realization Sasha was in charge settled in. I didn’t think I would be that worried, she couldn’t be any worse than Katya who basically stacked every odd against me in favor of Infamous to take MY World Championship. Don’t you see the pattern? The part about all this which makes this even more aggravating is simple, Sasha is biased, just like her sister, neither one of them can run this company and Jordan Majors is a by-product of this. Unlike so many others, who are self-proclaimed best in the world or the stars who flash in the pan for a hot minute, Sasha is mesmerized by the shiny new toys.
Jordan is this.
Cookie is that.
The returning SCW old school guard is where is at, right?
Bollocks. Retreads and Sienna Swann wanna-be’s who think they can measure up to what I have done, but you see, I am not an idiot, I too was there once, I remember what it was like to build my reputation and take what I can get. I struggled at times, learning on the ropes, getting the support of the fans, and when Blake Mason temporarily paralyzed me, that all changed. They didn’t care about Sienna Swann, even when I was dishing out dollars out of my own pocket to save animals, feed the homeless and help immigration, they didn’t care, because I was always entitled, superior, a giving person, can you imagine that? Jordan threw money away to win her friends, support, crowd reaction and muscle to help win matches, not ONCE did she use it to do what I have, but she is okay to cheer and I am not?
Don’t you get it?
She is still the same person with a different circle of friends.
Socialites need attention, they want to hog it all up for themselves, and anything that threatens them, becomes hostile. Tell me one person here who thinks Jake Starr is a good brother? Tell me if he was the role model we always wanted? No, Jake Starr was a piece of shit for a very long time, condemned in some circles and yet, he is cheered? How easily they forget what people have done, and yet I have reached out my hand in support and admiration for the simpletons to give back for supporting my ventures and modeling career all these years. The “For The People” Movement was for you and SCW NEVER ONCE SUPPORTED IT, NOT ONCE! Quite frankly it was never in Sasha’s narrative, and yet she throws all her support to Jordan Majors, the fans scream in unison at Jordan Majors, we are seen as nothing less than the tell-tale villains of the story. What she wants is rewrite what cannot be erased, my road to the very top and yet again, I did this young, ungrateful woman a favor by showing her that she never needed her brother, and not once but TWICE including one of my best friends in Xiomara were dropped on our faces by dubious and favorable turn of events for her.
This is not about moral victories; both times Jordan hit the Cash Out on me was by deception of help from that fossil, Hudson, see, it is about the end of the beginning to superstardom. I didn’t almost lose my parents to substance abuse or my own life, I didn’t fight so hard to get the man of my dreams to finally see his true love and have a son that only sees me as his mother, and build an empire that all of you had a hand in destroying, driving a woman I consider as a mother figure and mentor in Laura Steinbeck to a damn stroke for me to fail at your hands time and time again, oh no for I will NEVER forget the last RTG, and since then, fighting for my life, I have tried to sustain my stance as a World Champion, but every angle and barrier that was placed on me to ensure that I would never reach that goal was in place while Jordan was given all the credit for a career that has been not even a fragment of mine, yet you respect a sneak attack, opportunist like this!?
This is the reason why I will not fail at Rise to Greatness, I will not allow for poster children that the management deems as their stars to take away what I have built through my blood, sweat and tears, I will no longer look at this company as anything other than a harbinger to the Sienna hate train, as I have overcome every adversity thrown at me, and while they make this a story of David and Goliath, I can promise you this…
There will be NO happy ending for the SCW, Jordan Majors and Sasha.
I told you from the very beginning, I am a woman who wanted the recognition she deserved, the level playing field and not giving out gifts to your chosen ones. So, what I will do is start taking my career back one piece at a time. I tried to help Jordan; she didn’t listen….
I will now destroy her shine, before it is ever brightest.”
A sickening and cold look from the face of Sienna Swann at the mention of Jordan Majors. She is coming into this match with purpose and a very scary resolve. For Sienna, Jordan threatens her position, her opportunities and has shown she can beat the best, but Sienna will not allow that to happen, as she looks back at the camera and speaks, this time in a very eerie tone….
“Now I am directing this at you, Jordan. Control is a fickle bitch, and taking it is even harder, for let us not lie here, you didn’t reinvent yourself or drop everything for a new life, you simply packed your things and moved to the next place that would house a ruffian like you. I bet you are pretty proud of yourself, outlasting my record in the Taking Hold of the Flame, dropping me with the Cash Out the first time when I held your arm high in unison thinking we had an understanding but was just a set up to get your little moment, but you couldn’t trust me, and instead turned your back when I told Bree the entire time, you were not worth the hassle. Then you dropped me in the Cash Out again a week ago thanks to Josh Hudson pushing me right into you, boosting up that confidence even more, hitting it on Xiomara too? Then finally just a few days ago, you had to interrupt my airtime and get the last word in, as you can see I wasn’t in a very good mood to be begin with, taunting me over and over like the little roach who scatters when the lights come on. Jordan, I always thought in the ring, you were a special talent, in my time in the SCW?
NO ONE survives on Talent alone.
The problem with you is, simple people like Jordan Majors, think simple thoughts. Trying to always brag about situations that most of us do not even mention, it is the mentality of a young girl who screams for attention on the field wanting for the other kids to see that she can kick the ball too, the girl at the party who has to drink the most, cause drama, swing from the chandelier, the one at the end of the dinner table talking so loud the rest of the restaurant can hear your conversation. I deal in victorious moments; I am not the immature little brat you are bragging about making it to the finals of the Trios Tournament only to eat the pin. I’m not the one defending myself after Peyton took your Adrenaline title and saying you outlasted her in the buy in for the Draft positioning or making it to the finals yet where is your contract? For you see Jordan, what you are is a little girl who has never had the responsibility of doing anything on her own.
Know what I find amusing?
That you claim Bree and I surround ourselves with yes men?
Chris Cannon is not my lapdog you, stupid bitch if we are being truthful, I was the one who would have done anything for him. Xiomara is my dear close personal friend that helps me with everything I need living on a tough road schedule, let’s not throw stones in glass houses, Jordan when you were practically handed millions never working a day in your life while I made mine. The only person here who had servants is you. See though, there is something else that annoys me about the great Jordan Majors, and this has nothing to do with your wrestling ability, it has to do with your constant need for acceptance.
See, Jordan, you need to be a part of something, you can’t go out there and do it on your own, you’re NOT a leader like I am, you are NOT a woman that takes charge like I am, you are not a woman that will EVER build a brand or be the spotlight and get all the camera flashes, like Sienna Swann, do you know why?
I did it all my way.
I am a dominant woman, you’re a stereotype.
Oh no, this was a sexual fantasy for you, it was about salivating on other women, the common trope that has been seen for ages here in the SCW and you were the next little cute one to come around and sexualize your presence, I did mine for beauty, yours for a coitus existence so disparaging and embarrassing, I always wondered what Bree saw in you. That was it though Jordan, if it weren’t Abigail Lindsay it was Jaina Lancaster, if it weren’t her, it would be my sister, Sierra. Then move on to Kathryn Pearson and finally Cookie. You have gone through every social circle except for Infamous. You need a host; you cannot survive without some relevance. The Lancaster’s were not good enough, you looked at what we were trying to do as betrayal? No! I was doing you a favor at the behest of Bree. You couldn’t handle it though, packing up your things and heading off to the Helms compound, shacking up with his ex-wife, how convenient, when they were once my family and don’t think for one second, little Jay doesn’t remember his aunt Sienna, I was good to that kid.
You’re a follower Jordan, that is why you fit so well in the mold of Sasha, that is what she needs, YES-WOMEN in hopes that you can knock me off my perch. Question is, Jordan, can you? Do you believe that your little moments this entire time mean anything or was the one time I put you down with the Kiss by an Angel and threw your plump ass over the top rope and eliminating the Star of Tomorrow from the Taking Hold of the Flame, trumped all those little sneak attacks that lead to this? I live in the reality of accomplishments, not the battles fought, but the wars won. The only reason you are still here is because I ALLOWED it and now? I am going to end it. Rise to Greatness, is the place last year you pinned Ravyn Taylor, a woman that made my life a living hell and for that I commend you, but every single wrestler has that one person they can never beat, and Jordan, you are looking at her.
I AM YOUR WATERLOO!
Sienna Swann has never gone away, never disappeared no matter how many times this company has tried and why are you so far up the card at RTG this Sunday!?
ME!
I will not walk out of that event until you’re lying unconscious at my feet. I will not step away from the ring until the bell sounds and my body is pressed against yours. Far too many times, I’ve been handcuffed and not given my proper revenge, but this will not be the case, and I will be waiting for all those friends you have to run down and help you, your stupid hopes of being a comedy act as you don’t even know what the hell you are!
I take my wrestling serious and for you, this is play time!?
The jokes end here, and you will be the punchline, bitch.”
Biting down on her jaw, Sienna is standing by the water, slowly turning, she dips her hand in it, cupping some and sipping, closing her eyes for a moment enjoying the taste, before turning back to the camera, with her icy blue eyes…..
“There was a time you puckered those lips on my ass during Social Media, when you first started, you believed in what we were doing, but unfortunately for you Jordan, being a weak minded, fool easily influenced by any cute girl that smiles your way or any act over on the fans of the SCW are like a moth to the flame when it comes to you. Asher Hayes, Ace Marshall, Cookie and the list goes on and on, your unwarranted need to be part of the in-crowd and the popular kids will be your undoing, because I promise you, just like they left me lying in the middle of the ring paralyzed and no one came to see me or asked if I was alright, at a time I thought they were all my friends?
The SCW in my ring is a lonely place of dying and will be your undoing.
I don’t or need for you to be afraid, what I will get is your respect, but I will do it by bankrupting your dreams of defeating me. Let us see where they, all of your “new Life” are when I end your Rise To Greatness hopes and welcome you to my level….
With a Kiss By An Angel.”
Sienna snarls, as Xiomara looks on a little concerned before Sienna’s face relaxes and mutters a few words….
“I lost everything, and now I will take it all from you by murdering the façade that is Jordan Majors.”
Her icy blue eyes glare into the camera, Sienna trembling in anger….
FADE TO BLACK
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Sienna Swann 