No one knows how I feel right now. For many they find it funny, refreshing and just after all that happened in 2019 when the common opinion was Chris and I stole the baby from Kelcey. When I fell in love with Chris years ago, it wasn’t some fling or a crush, he was the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. There is nothing more in this world that I loved more than Chris Cannon. Nathaniel, whether I gave birth to him or not, was MY son, I am the only mother he knows, not Kelcey Wallace. I don’t care what you think of me in the SCW or even outside of the ring, but one thing I took pride in was being a good wife and a loving parent to that little baby. The problem has always been that I am the villain of your narrative, never given Sienna Swann the chance to prove herself to the point that you people drove a woman like Laura Steinbeck to suffer from a stroke. For years I have tried acceptance, it is one thing to be beautiful, another to be respected and no matter what I do, I will never gain the latter. My life has never been an open book, there have been struggles along the way, never knowing where my path would take me next, and even within all those parameters set, nothing has been more difficult than being alone, the one piece thing going perfect in my life….
Nathaniel.
Chris though decided for the both of us what was best for him, blaming our fights and the surroundings as the cause, but I see into it more than that. My husband never stopped loving Kelcey Wallace, even after everything that she did to him, there was something about her that lures him in. Idiots like he, Scott and Blake Mason are hypnotized by her beauty and well-spoken mannerisms, enchanted because she can be trusted. They all want to be on Kelcey’s side, she can do no wrong, yet as a fear about losing Nathaniel to her, I became overprotective, all I wanted to do was make sure that he stayed with me, whatever the ruling, but Chris betrayed me, he turned his back on what we had to make Kelcey smile and be in her good gracious. How is that fair to me who did nothing but give that kid my undying love, support, and attention?
He was taken from me by the man I trusted most.
Now I must sit here and wonder how to get my baby back, or if that is all possible, now losing him forever. My marriage has fallen apart, this anger has consumed me, I have nothing but hate seeping through my veins, and anyone that stands in the way will learn very quickly that I have become more than just an Avenging Angel…
…I have transformed into the monster I feared most…
And it doesn’t scare me anymore, it has revived Sienna Swann.
FALLING DOWN
RIPPING AT THE SEAMS
All of the events leading up to Sienna Swann’s match at Rise To Greatness were unexpected. Sienna was already convinced that she and Chris Cannon were going to win the custody case and have Nathaniel all to themselves. It would be official and they would have the family both dreamed of without any issues or interference, for the first time Kelcey Wallace would be completely out of their lives at least on a personal level, professionally was yet to be seen as their paths would cross again. Sienna had Bree become the godmother to Nathaniel, everything was perfect, Sienna was so happy to know that she was finally going to be a true mother and no one would ever look at her any difference, then go into Rise To Greatness, face Jordan Majors, defeat her and go on to capture some more gold in the company from the World Title to the United States or even the Adrenaline, whatever it took to get her back at the top even if it meant facing Glory Braddock.
Her dreams came crashing down.
Right in front of her eyes, Sienna saw Chris practically grab Nathaniel and give him to Kelcey, a touching moment for most except Sienna, Bree, and Xiomara. Sienna simply put had lost it. Chris knew the consequences of his actions, he understood the minute he handed the baby over to his ex-wife, that Sienna would lose it. It was so bad that they had to put her in a holding cell at the courthouse for a few hours just to calm her down. All of this happening right before Rise To Greatness weekend. After she was released, Sienna was in shock, she didn’t know what to do, standing in the middle of Nathaniel’s room, knowing that he wasn’t going to come back. She had a mental break down, destroying it, keeping the little truck that she loved to play with him, the smile he brought to her face, the joy that filled her heart, Nathaniel was her rock, the only element in her life that kept her sane. She trusted Chris Cannon, she gave him everything, her body, mind, and soul, how could he do this…
Yet her obsession was too much.
Much as she hated Chris for doing this, she still wanted him to stay with her, she couldn’t allow for Kelcey to take it all, she was not about to win him back when she knew deep down inside the woman was conflicted over three men. Sienna had to do something to save the bond both she and Chris had, even if he fell for the trap. Nathaniel was not completely gone, there had to be a way to get him back….
And all of this showed at RTG against Jordan Majors.
Sienna was a different person, she was full of hate and fury, there was nothing that was going to stop her from walking out of there as the winner, but even within her psyche, it felt like it wasn’t enough. She needed to do more, had to end it her way, as an Iron Angel. The question was…
How much further could Sienna Swann go.
Hollywood Hills, CA.
One Month Ago
There was a plan, Sienna was going to get pregnant with Chris’s child, there was no way she could lose him then. Periodically she was drugging Chris with his whisky, maybe once a week or less, then taking full advantage of him. This has been going on for the last month and Xiomara knew about it. Sienna needed the insurance, something to tie him down so that he would never leave her, for anyone especially Kelcey Wallace who continued to take everything from her. Sienna was in the bathroom. She had not been feeling well the last few days, even threw up a couple of times, the excitement was tingling in her toes, something was telling her that after so many tries it was finally happening. Wearing a pink silk robe, her long blonde hair in a ponytail, toenails polished a matte bright red, she grabbed the test kit, using it as instructed, waiting for it to beep. Chris was jogging outside, he wasn’t staying at the house every night, finding a hotel room to rent weekly when needed. Laura in her wheelchair was around the corner, knowing what Sienna was doing. The Angel finally closed her eyes waiting….
Until it finally beeped….
Her heart skipped a beat with pure excitement. She pulled it out to check on it….
Sienna: “Come on, come on….. this has to be it. I have waited too long, how much more?”
She boasted in anticipation, unaware that Laura Steinbeck was just around the corner listening to this the entire time. Sienna was slowly losing her patience, the tactic was not working, this was to her a safeguard, an entrapment almost to keep Chris secure within her grasp and have a child of her own. She stood there, her bare feet tapping the cold tile floor when finally, the result came through….
SLAM!
SLAM!
SLAM!
Sienna: “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!”
The resounding words and immediate reaction led Laura to believe that once again she was not pregnant. Finally, without hesitation, knowing this could trigger Sienna but she didn’t care, Laura rolled over to the front of the door, she could see Sienna sitting on the toilet with the lid closed, head lowered, hands almost scraping her scalp in complete and utter futility. The pieces of the pregnancy test she destroyed against the sink counter sprawled all over and around her bare feet. She was groaning, making frustrated noises. It was finally getting to her, nothing seemed to be going right, driving the Angel to the brink of madness….
Laura: “…Sienna?”
Sienna heard her mentor but didn’t look up, she continued looking down and shaking her head her tone not the most welcoming…
Sienna: “What is it Laura?”
Laura: “Why are you doing this to yourself?”
Sienna: “Because I want a baby of my own, why else would I been doing this?”
Sienna removes her hands and looks at Laura, her eyes a little bloodshot from the emotional toll she is putting onto herself… Now her attention is off from her, and onto to Laura its not quite sure whether it’s a good or a bad thing…
Laura: “I…”
Sienna: “Is there something bloody wrong with me? Did you do something to me during our time together with the pageantry?! Something HAS to be wrong with me because I know Chris isn’t shooting blanks. He practically fucks Kelcey the first time they want babies and boom, he’s created two with that bitch already and terminated one of them just because. I have already tried more than enough times in the last few weeks and nothing…. NOTHING!”
Sienna holds her head in her hands again gripping at her scalp almost while screaming internally…
Laura: “Sienna, listen to yourself. Look what you are becoming, why don’t we go downstairs and have some tea, it will make you feel better, besides, what more can we do right now?”
Sienna shot another look at Laura with more pain on her face, emotional pain that is…
Sienna: “I need a baby Laura, I must have a child, or I will lose him, I know I will.”
Laura: “I understand you think this is the right way, but I am worried sick about you, we need you to trust the legal process, please, anything to stop this madness right now. Chris loves you and the only way this is going to work is if you and he sit down and work things out with each other.”
Deep down inside she hated Chris for what he did right before Rise to Greatness. Losing Nathaniel was not part of the plan, it took everything out of Sienna emotionally, she didn’t know how to respond except through desperation, trying to force a child on herself that no one could take away but at what price, what would she need to do to ensure that her marriage is safe? She didn’t have the answers, no one did….
Sienna: “She has her claws in him, that bitch has some way of getting to all these men. Scott, Blake, and now Chris again… I can’t compete with her anymore, Laura. I have given up trying to fight Kelcey Wallace. She will always beat me no matter what, she could defeat me in a game of chess while still in that coma, what more can I do? This is it, maybe if Chris and I have our own child, then we can grow back together like we were and that cunt would have no say in it, she wouldn’t be able to take anything from me. I have lost my parents, my child and now I am losing my husband. I don’t know what the hell else to do.”
Laura: “Sienna, there was a time you lost everything once before, you still have your jobs, your money, home and stature as a top model in the World. There is so much you can do and offer, this isn’t over by a long shot, darling, you just need to be ready for change. It may hurt at times, but still, it has to be done. Not like this, talk to him.”
Sienna: “I have tried, but he blows me off! This conversation is pointless, if you loved me you’d help me and not question everything I do…”
Standing up, extremely upset and disappointed, Sienna heads downstairs and to the kitchen when she sees Xiomara sitting down, sipping some café con leche. Her long silky brunette hair hangs over her right shoulder, in an orange summer dress, wedge sandals and toenails polished blue. Sienna stops, surprised she was sitting there, she didn’t recall arranging a meeting and also how much of that upstairs did she hear…..
Sienna: “What are you doing here?”
Xiomara: “Chris called me earlier, he needs help with some legalities concerning SCW, so I agreed to come over and help him with it. I heard you screaming upstairs to Laura.”
Sienna: “…It’s none of your business.”
Xiomara: “Everything you do is my business, munequa. I get it though, you’re afraid of losing Chris, think that he is going to leave you for Kelcey? So, you think this mierda with drugging him and fucking him all night to try and get pregnant is a way to lock him in?”
Sienna’s expressions suddenly changed, tilting her head slowly and turning toward Xiomara, a little surprised at what she had heard….
Xiomara: “Oh, you didn’t think I knew what the hell you were doing? I saw it with my own eyes the night you switched the teas and drugged me, I passed out on the couch remember? When I came too, there you were riding Chris, your cycle of pills in the garbage, but he wasn’t acting the same, do you really think this stupid plan is going to work?”
Sienna: “It is the only wa….”
Xiomara: “BULLSHIT!”
The sudden outburst by Xiomara shocked and startled Sienna, she had actually jumped some at the sound of Xiomara slamming the bar counter and screaming….
Xiomara: “What is wrong with you? That is your husband, and while he gave up Nathaniel to Wallace and company, that doesn’t mean that you have to get loca in the cabeza and start acting like a fucking maniac! I am sick and tired of trying to fix every fucking mess you make, Sienna!”
Sienna: “I never asked you to.”
Xiomara: “No, the poor woman upstairs did! The one who is like a mother to you! Despite what you might believe I am your lifeline, the only person who right now you can trust, for I have nothing but your best interests at heart but if you continue to act like a fucking fool? What do you think Chris is going to do when he finds out about this!?”
Sienna: “He won’t find out.”
Xiomara: “He will eventually Sienna, Chris is not stupid, he is just too emotionally invested in his own decisions at the moment to see anything outside of it. He cares about that baby, he loves his son but felt you are too emotionally unstable to care for him, so how do you answer that? You drug one of your best friends, then drug your husband so that you can try to have a baby and lock him in!? Who the fuck does that!? You!? Do you know how maddening this sounds right now? Girl, you need to go to church, or go talk to someone for some help or advice.”
Sienna: “I don’t have anyone like that.”
Xiomara: “Right because you done fucked over your parents too. Hijo de la puta, what the hell am I going to do with you, Sienna. You can’t even let this Jordan Majors shit die, you beat that cabrona at Rise to Greatness, you put her out and damn that was a hell of a performance and yet that wasn’t fucking good enough!? Come on Sienna, you need to get your shit together girl, seriously!”
Sienna: “I AM TRYING!”
She screams, echoing through the entire house. Xiomara though was not budging, she then looked at her Apple Watch……
Xiomara: “Chris will be back in a few minutes.”
Sienna: “I am trying Xio, I don’t know what else to do but I cannot lose Chris, I can’t. He is the only thing that I have left. My parents won’t talk to me, no one will. As for Majors, I am not done with her Xiomara, she needs to learn that she cannot go around stealing my names, trying to be me, it is not happening!”
Xiomara: “You won, just let it be.”
Sienna: “I can’t, she needs to learn.”
Grabbing her cup of tea, Sienna starts to make her way up the staircase, turning to Xiomara, she could tell that Sienna was in a lot of pain, wanting to help her but this time it was about tough love. Xiomara and Sienna glare at each other for a moment before the Puerto Rican beauty breaks the silence….
Xiomara: “Get some help, talk to someone you trust. I don’t care what you have to do, I can hook you up with a good shrink that helped a couple of the Street girls if you need.”
Sienna: “No, no shrinks. I will figure something out.”
Xiomara wasn’t going to try and convince her anymore, instead watching her walk up the stairs just as Chris Cannon walked in from a sweaty run. He smiled at the sight of Xiomara, walking up to her, they kissed….
Chris: “Hey, glad you could make it, where is Sienna?”
Xiomara: “We had a very firm discussion, she is upstairs right now, just do yourself a favor and let her be. Go shower, you stink, then we can get out of here and take care of things.”
Chris: “Of course, and can I just say, you look absolutely ravishing today.”
Xio rolled her eyes and smiled a little while shaking his head and pushing him away playfully.
Xiomara: “Dios mio, do you want Sienna to kill us both? She is already on the fringe, let’s keep the compliments on the down low, alright?”
Chris: “Good point, anyway, give me thirty minutes, I will be ready.”
Xiomara: “Take your time handsome.”
Sienna was at the top of the stairs listening to the entire conversation. Slipping into the guest bedroom, Chris made his way up and into the master bedroom, she then sighed, her eyes connected with Laura who simply closed the door to her bedroom. Sienna leaned against the doorway, her brain was racing in thoughts, none that she would share or actually liked. Xiomara was right though, she needed some help, the question was, when……
AA Meeting
Santa Monica, CA.
One Week Later
As things were starting to get tougher for Sienna at home, she found herself drinking and taking pills again. Now, she was trying hard to stop because of one reason, she wanted to become pregnant. Rick Lowe though is a man in her past who helped with her addiction, Chris had become her sponsor and Rick encouraged for Sienna to continue on her path to clean up, but he was much more than just an AA leader and coordinator, Rick was her sounding point, a rock for her to talk to someone and help her long the way was she was going down the wrong paths. Rick always seemed to be in tune with Sienna, he was also a very good friend of Amanda and Steven Swann, it could also be the one person that could close the gap between she and her parents after the fall out they had. Sienna needed to fix her broken relationships, they could help her gain custody of Nathaniel back, she didn’t want to do it, at this point she needed to. As the AA Meeting was going on, the door opened, he was speaking and much to his surprise Sienna walked in wearing jeans, opened toed heels and a white halter top, her hair was straightened, toe nails polished a bright matte red, looking beautiful as always catching Rick off guard….
Rick: “And with that, I want to thank you all for coming to this meeting, for those who have been with us for a while, thank you so much, and for the new members I am glad that you have finally taken the step on the right direction to take control of your life and fight the addiction. Goodnight, but please help yourself to coffee, juice and pastries.”
It takes him but a second before Rick steps down from the stage and the podium, the place looked immaculate, after Sienna had donated some money to fix it up. He quickly embraces her, Sienna and Rick had a very close relationship, he had been her AA mentor when she asked Chris to be her sponsor, he was a very good friend of her mother’s too, so this was a way to maybe get back in her good gracious as well. The gorgeous South African smiled but Rick could tell there was a lot going on with her….
Rick: “You look great as ever and wow, I am so happy to see you! Haven’t been around for a while, look at the renovations thanks to you.”
Sienna: “They look tremendous. I am sorry that I haven’t been around in a long time. I really did want to come and see them, but life has been pretty rough for me, especially as of late.”
Rick: “Sure, that is understandable, I am just glad you came here to see us. Is there anything I can do?”
Sienna: “I need a friend right now; Rick and you are the only one that kept popping in my head.”
Rick: “Sure… of course, please sit down.”
As they sit down, Sienna shamefully lowers her head, she doesn’t know where to start or even how much Rick knows as Sienna’s life has been publicized in the media the last few years, so there is very little when it comes to surprise. He places his hand on her shoulder, it is only about a second or so before Sienna starts to cry, as Rick bring her into his arms…
Rick: “No… no…. what is wrong? Let it out, take your time, please I am just happy you are here.”
After a sometime crying and her make-up running, Sienna can finally compose herself and look right into Rick’s eyes, this time, she doesn’t need to feel like she must hide her emotions and instead is ready to speak her mind and seek the help she needs….
Sienna: “I have lost so much in recent months, that I don’t know how much longer I can go on. There are days that I want to go out and kill the people who have made my life hell, I think about it all the time Rick and it scares the hell out of me. Then there are days where I rather just chug a bottle of sleeping pills and never wake-up, leave this cruel existence behind me because trust me, no one would miss me when I was gone. I don’t know how to fix it. I started drinking and popping pills again just to help me sleep. I have done some awful things to the people I love and cherish, yet I cannot find any semblance of order in my life right now with a husband that I adore and a child I cherish which was ripped from my arms and taken into the care of his birth mother, yet I am the only mother he knows. My Movement crumbled, my mentor is confined to a wheelchair, I think my best friend and husband could be having sexual relations behind closed doors. I am obsessed with beating this young woman that I already defeated in the ring yet feel like I need to defeat her again and finally my parents hate me; do I need to go on?”
Rick: “Jesus Christ, Sienna. I will say the positive in all of this, you came to me for help and that speaks a lot to what you want to do moving forward. Many do not do that. They instead let it fester. It happens with addicts all the time, you know that but to hear all of this is heartbreaking. I would like to see you back in a meeting, even if not the general ones, I do have smaller ones with a few people, or we can even meet in a place of your choosing.”
Sienna: “I would like that.”
Rick: “Good, first off, you need to stop taking those pills and drinking, they will agitate the situation. As for your son, I am deeply sorry to hear that, maybe you can get a good attorney to turn in an appeal, fight the decision, or maybe visit the mother of the child, extend the Olive Branch and let her know just how much you love him. Try to work something out, to the point that maybe in a very civil manner you two can set up some visitation rights and make them legal by court. There are so many ways you can approach this but tugging on emotional strings may be the best approach, I don’t know what the relationship is between you and her….”
Sienna: “It is Kelcey Wallace.”
He knew of the name; she was one of the triggers for Sienna’s addiction. Rick knew how much Sienna hated Kelcey, in many ways she respected her but there was a side of her that brought out the worse in Sienna, to the point he would never put some sort of violent act either toward her or herself past the gorgeous South African….
Rick: “I know that this complicates things for you Sienna, there is no doubt about that, but you are a very smart woman, and understand the boundaries, even if you rather just break them. Kelcey was always been a thorn in your side, but that doesn’t mean you need to continue making it. This is about the child now, not what is between the two of you, that is what you must remember moving forward. As for your husband, there is so much that you two can bounce off each other, I am sure he is feeling the pain too of losing custody of his son, that is why you must work together, be on the same page.”
Sienna: “He gave her Nathaniel, Rick. He felt like we couldn’t care for him due to our toxic relationship but come on. He never discussed it with me. I was never approached by him, it was like my opinion didn’t matter, and caught me by surprise. Now I feel like I am losing him, and I can’t Rick. Some people think it is all salvageable but now? I don’t know. I want a child of my own.”
Rick: “Talk to him about it, maybe you should do something fun, forget all the negativity and take him out for a picnic, meet up for lunch, go out and away from the walls that have enclosed you both in. Sienna, you have always been a fighter, so fight for what you love and believe in. Seriously, FIGHT. Do not get caught up on everything else. This obsession with the young woman you want to beat, you are a champion wrestler, remember all those times you told us how proud you were of the accomplishments in the ring, those were like your badge of honor, well show it off. This woman doesn’t need to define who you are, she only needs to be a part of your progression. Do you understand?”
Slowly but surely Sienna did, she felt so much better talking to Rick, it was like a light at the end of the dark tunnel. Sienna found herself looking at things a little more positive, maybe he was right on all accounts, all her hatred toward the same people the last year had taken its toll and was one of the reasons she lost her son to Kelcey. A smile slowly formed on her face before leaning in and kissing Rick on the cheek….
Sienna: “Thank you. I don’t want to keep you from the rest of the class. I have to go but you do not know what this means to me, you really don’t.”
Rick: “I am glad that I could help, am I going to see you next week?”
Sienna: “Yes, for sure.”
Rick: “Excellent, take care of yourself.”
Sienna: “You too.”
They both embrace in a hug again before Sienna exits the AA meeting. She stops for a second and takes a deep breath, looking forward to better days….
Santa Monica Pier
A Few Days Later
Sienna had called Chris, she wanted to meet with him, figured a nice place to do it was the Santa Monica Pier. She didn’t know if he was coming home that night, things were extremely tense between the two, they didn’t talk a lot, he was doing his own thing and Sienna was doing hers. She had her plan in place and hopefully it would work. Xiomara was trying to play peacemaker, but even her hands were tied when it came to Sienna and Chris relationship but wanted for them to put their differences aside. Sienna waited by the end of the Pier, the Pacific Ocean breeze was flowing through her long hair, Chris had arrived, in a Polo Shirt and jeans, loafers. He could see her standing there so angelic, reminding him of her beauty, but he needed to be ready for anything, for what has happened so far has made this extremely toxic. He slowly approaches her as she turns and smiles ….
Sienna: “Hi.”
Chris: “Hello Sienna.”
Sienna: “I’m so glad you agreed to meet me here. Can we go for a walk?”
Chris: “Sure.”
She goes to grab his hand but he pulls it away, not surprising but Sienna wasn’t going to let that discourage her, instead she kept walking, thinking about all the things that she was going to tell Chris, trying to muster the courage and words. She led him down some stairs to the beach, under the pier she set up a small picnic area much to his surprise. Leading him there, she took off her sandals, kneeled on the blanket and started to take out some cheese, fruit and a charcuterie platter. Chris stood there for a moment…
Chris: “What is this?”
Sienna: “A chance for us to talk, please?”
He thought about it for a moment before letting out a deep breath and sitting down next to her. She made him a plate and handed it over….
Sienna: “I made sure to get some of your favorites, they also had the really crunchy tear drop grapes you love at Whole Foods and this crab dip they made fresh for me there, is to die for. I wanted to do something nice for you since we have been having a rough couple of weeks since Rise to Greatness. It has been really hard for me to adjust without Nathaniel, and now it seems we only have small talk before you go to bed. I want to fix this divide that has formed between us Chris, I want it to be like it was before all of this trial stuff, I want to spend time with the man I married and love more than anything. Can we at least try?”
Chris looked down at the plate in dep thought, he had his own powder keg of thoughts and emotions running through his mind and didn’t know whether he would be able to keep them all in check… This time he did…
Chris: “I don’t know if we can ever go back to how it used to be Sienna. Things have changed, I want to be able to move past this, I know that we both have so much to offer each other and of course I do love you, there is no question in that, but right now things are difficult. What I did with Nathaniel, I know it took you by surprise, and maybe I should have talked to you about it first, that is on me. I had everyone telling me I should do what is right so I felt like I did the right thing for my son, there was too much toxicity in our relationship and it showed, he was being exposed to it, and I want him to grow up being a fine young, outstanding man and contributor to society. I have seen how some of these kids grow up and the bloody crazy world we live in, I want Nathaniel to be loved and cherished.”
Sienna: “I want all that for him as well and despite what you think about our relationship we gave him that Chris, I loved that boy more than anything maybe even too much…”
Reaching into her purse, Sienna takes out a small Tonka Truck, one of Nathaniel’s favorite toys that he played with her. Chris immediately knew what it was, she was carrying in her purse as a reminder of the young boy, that he was still with her in heart……
Sienna: “I carry this around with me every day, you know why. I love Nathaniel like he is my own son, and I want him back, but first I know that we have to fix us. It isn’t easy. It never is when one person doesn’t see the problem, and thinks it is everyone else but them, that is different now, I do see the problem, it is me.”
Chris: “Sienna….”
Chris was a bit taken back by her revelation; at the same time, it was very refreshing to hear a woman who is usually caught up in her own vanity to admit such a thing….
Sienna: “Hear me out Chris. I know that I have been wound up lately, I have acted psychotic in many ways, I even have become something I hate. The paranoia has finally taken a grip and toll on me, wondering if I really am losing my mind or not. I don’t know how to react or even act, my defense mechanisms suddenly came into play and I did what I thought was best for us.”
Chris: “No, It was what was best for you. That said I am not going to sit here and allow you to take all the blame, love. I played my part as well, but I had to make a choice. As a father I have a responsibility to Nathaniel, and yes, I know how much you loved him, the lengths you’d go to make sure that he was alright and well taken care of. You interacted with him like we were your own son, which made me smile, for I know you would be and still are a great mother, but somewhere along the way, we lost it, Sienna. A lot of it has to do with the bloody SCW, we allowed them to manipulate our moods and ruin the moments of joy at home because of work, we took it home, we allowed it to break us, and then came Kelcey, your obsession with her. Then came Jordan and this hatred for her, then comes Blake and Sasha, it’s a vicious cycle that never ends.”
Sienna: “I know this, Chris, this is why I want it to end, I want this to be it, and instead build toward OUR future and one day share joint custody with Nathaniel, be one happy family and then we can have our own baby, Chris, one that we don’t need to share. You are everything to me.”
Chris could see the sincerity in Sienna’s eyes. She really meant it and wondered how a change in her could happen within a matter of a week. Maybe it was Xiomara that talked to her, or could it have been someone else, Laura perhaps, she was still on the outs with her parents, it wasn’t them, he wanted to ask, he needed to enquire, but maybe this was simply a blessing in disguise….
Chris: “Sienna, what you are saying sounds great, but I don’t know if you could ever forgive me for what I did at the hearing, love.”
Sienna: “It took me a little time but some things are just bigger and more important, moments like today for example… Isn’t this a start?”
Chris: “It is nice sitting here like we are, it’s a change of pace if nothing else… It’s just you have barely talked to me, just a few times here and there, had a few drinks before bed, but nothing too extraordinary so I want to know what’s changed.”
Sienna took a moment to think on that question, what had changed… this was going too well she felt with him opening up in the first time in a while…
Sienna: “What’s changed? Nothing has changed… I still love you Chris, I still want to grow old with you and create a family…”
Chris: “Me too… I wish that things didn’t happen the way they did if I could change the way it went down, then I would. Yet our marriage, all that made it so fantastic seems to be a distant memory.”
Sienna: “Then give me a chance to fix it. Give me the opportunity to show you that I want nothing more than to have a family with you, that I need you in my life, that I don’t want to lose you to anything and any reason Chris. This marriage is my life, it is what I want most, I would gladly give up SCW, the world for you. I lost Nathaniel, but my hopes are we can get him back and continue where we were before it was derailed. Please, Chris, have faith in me, in us. If you truly love me, if you want this marriage to work, then tell me, but if you do not, then look me in the eyes and tell me I am wasting my time?”
Sienna anxiously waited for the answer, her heart was skipping beats, breath turning shallow. All she wanted was to know where she stood, what was left if anything between the two. They had their ups and their downs but were always strongest when the trust was there. For Sienna, she knew that if her war continued with the likes of Kelcey, she would lose him too, that was not in the works though Sienna hated Kelcey, she would do anything in her power to destroy her, but knows now that she would be sacrificing the one thing which is most important to her, Chris….
Chris: “No, you are not wasting your time, Sienna. I would like to work things out, I need for this to be more than just an agreement, I need it for it to be a promise. I want to bring Nathaniel home, but both you and I may disagree on this, but Kelcey deserves to be in his life. I think trying to find a joint custody would be good for the both of us. Can we agree to that?”
Sienna: “Y… yes.”
She answered back begrudgingly but I was the only way she was going to work things out. Sienna grabbed the cider bottle and opened it, pouring themselves a drink, she handed him one as they toasted, Chris was still not fully convinced but his anxiety and fears were quelled a little after this. After a few minutes, Sienna leaned in and practically attacked him, she didn’t have a care in the world there were out in public, she was going to take the best out of this situation.
Hollywood Hills
A Few Hours Later
Sienna thought she was doing the right thing by inviting Chris out to the Pier and surprising him with a lunch picnic on the beach to at least calm some of the tension but that was not the case internally for her, Chris was not changing his mind about the actions that he accomplished at the hearing for the custody of Nathaniel and all that did was anger Sienna even more though she tried to keep it within herself and not attempt to make things worse when all she did was want to. Chris ended up leaving after they made out for a while, though it seemed forced to the Angel, he again had to meet with Xiomara and some attorneys’ about “work”. Sienna sat there alone with tears swelled up in her eyes, the truth hurts sometimes and maybe she didn’t truly understand her actions while having the child, but Chris was no saint and shouldn’t be excused for what he did. And so now Sienna found herself wondering what must she do now? She had packed all of Nathaniel’s toys in her Bentley days ago, leaving the room empty, not being able to bear watching his things there, it was like the child passed. There was no word on visitation rights, there was nothing to pertain when she could see Nathaniel….
So Sienna was going to use the excuse of taking the toys to Kelcey’s house as one….
And see her son.
After driving about 30 minutes, Sienna arrived at Kelcey and Scott’s house. She didn’t know if Scott was here or not and didn’t care. Sienna stepped out of her car, grabbed the bag of toys, and headed toward the door, knocking on it before a few moments when Kelcey answered it, a bit surprised Sienna was there. The Perfect Ten was dressed in jeans, sandals, and a blue button up shirt untucked, her nails polished a matte sky blue, tilting her head….
Kelcey: “What are you doing here?”
Sienna: “I came to drop off Nathaniel’s things. I didn’t bring the crib or anything like that, I figured you had that covered.”
Kelcey: “I do, and he has plenty of new toys. Go donate them to Goodwill or the Salvation Army.”
As Kelcey was about to close the door, a very shocked and surprised Sienna blocks it with her hand, her long arms stretched out holding it open as Kelcey tried to close it again…
Sienna: “I come in peace, there is no need for you to be this rude to me. Nathaniel loves his toys, he played with them the last year, it is all he knows, I would at least think you’d be open to the idea of sharing them with him, he is a good son, and please do not try to make the memory disappear. Could I at least see him for a moment?”
Kelcey: “What? No. First of all, get your hands off my door, secondly, I don’t have to share anything of yours that you had for my son. He has brand new toys, he was all new wardrobe and a beautiful little room all to himself. I know why you are doing this, and it is not going to work.”
Sienna: “Doing what? Giving you Nathaniel’s toys? Trying to be of some assistance? What more do you want Kelcey? You won. Chris gave you back the baby, the child that only knew one mother, me. Are you seriously going to stand there and refuse and deny that for over a year I was all he knew? I know the truth hurts Kelcey, but I AM his mother too. I don’t understand the hostility and….”
Kelcey’s blue eyes widened, this time she stopped trying to close the door and instead tilted her head almost in disbelief at the comments made by Sienna toward her…..
Kelcey: “You don’t understand the hostility? How many times have I tried to reach out to you? How many times have I tried to be your friend? Before all of this shit happened, I felt bad for you Sienna, always trying to be something you were not, I wanted to mentor and help you, and know what? I partly blame myself for it. I pushed you Sienna, I brought you into my war with Blake and Bree, and look what happened, since the night you were temporarily paralyzed, you have hated me even more. I believed that we were finally going to get over our differences but now I know that you are the Cheetah to my Wonder Woman, nothing I say or do will ever change it. I am sorry Sienna for what I did years ago and the part I played, but since then you have manipulated me, Chris and took advantage of a very weak and six me when I was having the baby which by the way I thought about changing his name but decided to keep it, so you have that going for you. I want this to work out between us, I do but when I look at your eyes, I see hatred, disdain and jealousy, the same look you have been giving me since 2010.”
Sienna: “I want to change, I need Nathaniel in my life, Kelcey, you cannot take him from me and then expect me to be alright with it.”
Kelcey: “Chris made the decision for a reason, he saw what you were becoming, I can see what you are becoming, a monster. I just have to look at how you treat Jordan Majors, how you wrestled her at Rise To Greatness, it was vicious and uncalled for, you tried to ruin that woman’s career and now you want to do it again at Apocalypse? Whether it is wrestling, or real life outside it, doesn’t make a difference, Sienna. I have seen the transformation, and maybe Nathaniel is your anchor, I can see that happening, but I will not risk the safety of my son in the environment you and Chris had created, at least he saw it, at least what I see in him is the same man that I married and love with all my heart once….”
Sienna: “… and still do.”
Kelcey pauses at Sienna’s interruption, her eyebrow furrows….
Sienna: “Oh cut the bullshit, Kelcey! Your heart is all over the fucking place! You love Scott Cannon because he made you well again and feel indebted to him, never having the heart to break it off because he gave your life back. You love Blake Mason because he makes you feel perfect, the dumbass worships the ground you walk on and he could provide you for life, and for some reason I just think it is that part of the brain that wants to be with a guy who at one time practically brought you to your knees in tears, but you like that don’t you? The finally Chris who you never stopped loving but hate it even more that he is with me, so you’re making it the civil duty of the Perfect Ten to make sure that I don’t have him while you string him along in hopes that you have choices. THREE men Kelcey who would stand in front of you and take a bullet, I have NONE, at this point I don’t even think Chris would take one and hell, at one point HE DID! No, this has always been about YOU, this will always be about YOU. Take Peyton, Aaron, and Owen, make sure they feel perfect, when you damn well known on the next Breakdown, you can step in the ring and defeat David Helms for the World Title, but you don’t why? This is a fucking game to you, yet they point the fingers at me. I see what you are doing, placing all the pieces on the chess board before striking. Now you’re using Nathaniel to break Chris and I apart….”
Kelcey: “Okay, STOP! This is absurd, you are trying to make me out to be some mastermind, I am not. Whatever feelings I have for those three men are my business, not yours and I will deal with it accordingly. Chris is your husband now Sienna, NOT mine, he made the right choice as a father to protect his son and I love and admire that about him, yes I still love Chris and I will ALWAYS love Chris for the man he is, whether making mistakes or not. I will always love Scott for what he gave me and I will always love Blake for the man he has become through the struggles of his life which I both praise and want to be a part of, but THAT is all MY business, none of yours! What you need to worry about is your husband and your marriage, for if one day you want to see Nathaniel and have joint custody then you need to fix yourself first! Sitting out at the empty lot across the street staring into my bedroom window late at night thinking of ways to murder me are not the way to do so!”
Sienna froze, her eyes had widened like an excited Pug, she couldn’t believe that Kelcey had seen that, knew about or maybe, just maybe Chris told her, he warned her about Sienna, it was the only excuse she had for it. Sienna shoves the bag of toys into the chest of Kelcey causing her to trip, her flip flop buckled making Kelcey fall right on her back hitting the back of her head hard on the tile floor, stunning her for a moment….
Sienna: “WHERE IS MY SON!”
Sienna screams loud and contently, searching, as Kelcey slowly stirs, starting to get her bearings, standing up, she reaches into her cell phone and shoots a text. Sienna is already halfway up the stairs….
Sienna: “NATHANIEL!? NATHANIEL!?”
As she keeps walking down the hallway, she sees the open door and walks in, there is Nathaniel sleeping, she reaches down, taking the Tonka Truck out of her pocket, placing it him as his eyes open, he smiles. Sienna now has tears in her eyes, hugging him…..
Sienna: “MY son….. oh MY baby……”
Just then Owen Cruze, Peyton Rice and Kelcey are at the door way staring right at Sienna, since they lived the closest, Kelcey took a gamble and text them hoping the pair was at home…..
Sienna: “Give me time with my son!”
Kelcey: “Get out now! You are not supposed to be here and if you do not leave Sienna, I swear to God I will call the police and press charges for assault!”
Sienna: “You would never!”
Kelcey: “Peyton, call the cops.”
Owen: “Sienna, do as she asks, please!”
Peyton is about to call the cops when Sienna starts to cry, holding Nathaniel as he also begins to cry, Kelcey quickly takes him from her arms as Sienna shaking in anger glares her down….
Kelcey: “Leave, now.”
Peyton: “Hi yes, I am reporting…..”
Sienna: “Fine.”
Kelcey looks over at Peyton, shaking her head to hang up the phone. Peyton tells the 911 operator it was a mistake and hangs up. Sienna doesn’t say another word and starts to head out, Kelcey sees the Truck and picks it up….
Kelcey: “Sienna.”
The Angel slowly turns back around as the toy truck is thrown at her chest, where she quickly catches it…..
Kelcey: “Take that with you, and don’t come back here.”
All Sienna is thinking is to throw it right back at Kelcey, but Nathaniel is in her arms. Sienna lowers her head, slowly walking out knowing that her actions will have repercussions, but she couldn’t control herself, she needed to see her child. Walking out, she takes the bag of toys, throws them in her trunk, holds the toy truck and gets in, driving away as Kelcey slams the door shut.
Sienna’s Home
Later That Night
After driving around for an hour or two, calming down just a tad, storming into the house, Sienna slammed the door, angry at the altercation she had with Kelcey that went a lot worse than she had hoped. The thoughts of killing her came to mind quite a few times, but it wasn’t the answer. The minute she walked into the living room she was surprised to see Chris standing there with his arms folded, a scowl painted on his face, she could see that he was not happy at all after she threw her keys at the table. Her frosty blue eyes widened. Xiomara was on the couch with her legs crossed…..
Sienna: “Oh… hi sweetie. Sorry, had a bad early evening, I hate the traffic in LA, it is horrid and with all these Wildfires again, the smoke and ash make it impossible to see. We should maybe look into moving closer to the beach and not the hills…..”
Chris: “…Why?”
Sienna: “The beach? Better tan, more peaceful…..”
Chris: “Stop with the crap Sienna, WHY!?”
Sienna: “Why what!?”
She glances over at Xiomara who is slowly shaking her head, looking completely defeated….
Sienna: “Why what, Chris!?”
Chris: “Why the FUCK did you go to Kelcey’s!? Why did you barge into her home to see Nathaniel!? Why would you think that was a good idea when we just had lunch earlier and I thought that we had an understanding!? WHY!??!!?”
He’s ear shattering voice scared Sienna some, she started to cower a little, seeing just how angry he was, and Xiomara looked on like she had tried to talk and explain to him, yet Sienna didn’t know what to say, she had lost it, she did what she shouldn’t have and now finds herself in the presence of Chris’ rage…
Sienna: “…I went to take back his toys, then I asked if I could see him and Kelcey was rude to me and very hostile, she refused the toys, she basically told me to go back home, all I wanted to do was give him his toys Chris, take a peek and make sure that he was okay, I miss him so much, that was all. I escalated too quickly. Kelcey was being impossible. I knew that she would call you and make up stories!”
Chris looked over to Xiomara and shook his head in disappointment, that wasn’t what he wanted to hear…
Chris: “She didn’t call me, Scott did! He told me what happened after she called him scared about what you might do! What the hell were you thinking!? I thought that we had the perfect understanding…”
Sienna: “DON’T SAY THAT FUCKING WORD!”
It was apparent that Sienna had started to lose her grip with reality, so consumed by Nathaniel, the hatred for Kelcey, everything going on in the SCW, it was just too much for her to handle. Chris shakes his head; he is even at a loss for words….
Chris: “I don’t believe this is happening, I can’t do this anymore.”
Sienna: “Do what, Chris!?”
Chris: “THIS! It is insanity with you every single day Sienna! All you ever do is have these mental break downs and try to do things that are against everything that we agreed upon! This is why Nathaniel is not here anymore, this exact reason.”
Sienna: “Oh please like you’re a fucking saint.”
Chris: “I know that I am not a fucking saint, Sienna! But at least I admitted to my faults and my actions, but this has gone on way too far, I just can’t do this anymore!”
Xiomara stands, trying to calm Chris down but he refuses, glaring right at Sienna….
Sienna: “What the hell are you saying!?”
Chris: “I’m sick of it all, I’ve had enough. If it’s not everything and everyone in SCW it’s you here and now. I’ve had enough Sienna… I WANT A DIVORCE!”
Her world suddenly came crumbling down, those where the words she had never hoped to hear. Sienna’s legs became weak, she was overcoming with emotions, literally collapsing to the floor as Chris couldn’t stay there any longer and watch things get worse. As he tries to walk past Sienna, she quickly grabs his leg, latching tight, not willing to let him go….
Sienna: “No! Please, I am sorry for everything! I swear that I will change! I mean it, I am begging you Chris!”
Chris: “Let me go Sienna.”
Sienna: “NO! I will fight for this marriage! I am not letting you go, I…..”
But before she could finish, he yanks his leg causing her to fall back against the bar. Xiomara quickly grabs Sienna from behind as she screams to Chris, watching him walk out the door….
Sienna: “Don’t leave me! Don’t leave me please! CHRIS, I LOVE YOU!”
….. the door slammed behind him. Xiomara used all her strength to hold Sienna back as she was swallowed in tears, incoherent, screaming from the top of her lungs, as Laura listened from upstairs, closing her eyes, a single tear drop trickled down her cheek because this would be far from the end of things…
SCENE FADES
No one puts more pressure on themselves than me. For years I have strived to be Perfect, a notion that Kelcey Wallace had made famous, I even cheated in the Miss Universe pageant to be the very best, the most alluring individual in the world, then, now and forever. Perfection though comes at a price, that of self-sacrifice. Everything you are, all you ever wished to be, is taken away, pulled by the hard truth of reality, that no one will ever be Perfect. It took me this long there is only true Perfect things which defines the pursuit…
A lie.
Chris Cannon was the man who I thought would bring me eternal happiness and meaning in my life. He was on my side, knew that Kelcey never deserved him. I think in time Chris saw Kelcey get better, she started to heal, be in pristine physical shape, where even before the days she was wrestling. Kelcey gets better with age, and I think it drew him to her. Nathaniel was our boy, I gave him everything he needed including a stable home and financially stable, that were two things that Kelcey couldn’t supply. Her prognosis was grim, in time she wouldn’t even be able to protect her own child but through the miracle of science, she suddenly is healed. I should have seen this coming. The fact that he was so quiet and reserved during the hearing, since then it had been nothing short of awkward, so I did the unthinkable to protect my marriage, the little bit of semblance I had left, I couldn’t lose him too, I needed to be impregnated, to have a child of our own, I didn’t care about missing time in the SCW, they didn’t deserve my talents anyway….
BUT IT WASN’T HAPPENING!
No matter how much I tried, it wasn’t working, I was even getting the days planned on my calendar, it was the only way he was not going to leave me, I had already lost Nathaniel, I couldn’t lose Chris….
… yet I did.
What is left for me to do? Drop to my knees and beg him again? Throw away every tad of self-respect for myself I had left and become what I never wanted, a needy, trollop looking for forgiveness and becoming his everything? Then what? What would I have to do to change it all!? What could I do to make it work?
I can’t.
Kelcey again won, and am I giving up?
No, for when I stare into the eyes of Jordan Majors, I see a little bit of Kelcey Wallace. Her fighting spirit, no die attitude and willingness to go through Hell and back to defeat me. Not anymore, for I will get one hour in the ring with her, doesn’t matter how many times she defeats me, for I will do to her the same as I did Selena…
Outlast the bitch…
And continue to be the only true Iron Angel of the SCW.
NOTHING IS SACRED ANYMORE
The Capilano Suspension Bridge is a simple suspension bridge crossing the Capilano River in the District of North Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada. The current bridge is 140 meters long and 70 meters above the river. It is part of a private facility with an admission fee and draws over 1.2 million visitors per year. The bridge was originally built in 1889 by George Grant Mackay, a Scottish civil engineer and park commissioner for Vancouver. It was originally made of hemp ropes with a deck of cedar planks and was replaced with a wire cable bridge in 1903. In 1910 Edward Mahon purchased the Capilano Suspension Bridge. “Mac” MacEachran purchased the Bridge from Mahon in 1935 and invited local natives to place their totem poles in the park, adding a native theme. In 1945, he sold the bridge to Henri Aubeneau. The bridge was completely rebuilt in 1956.
The park was sold to Nancy Stibbard, the current owner, in 1983. Annual attendance increased, and in May 2004, Treetops Adventures was opened, consisting of seven footbridges suspended between old-growth Douglas Fir trees on the west side of the canyon, forming a walkway up to 98 feet above the forest floor. In June 2011, a new attraction called Cliff walk was added to the park. Here is where we find the very volatile and extremely persistent, Sienna Swann, the woman named the Angel of the SCW along with Xiomara. Sienna has been battling on two fronts, her personal life, hatred for many and demons that never seem to go away, and in her professional existence, it has all been focused on one, Jordan Majors. Sienna and Majors stole the show at Rise To Greatness, there is not one that would come close to doubting it. When Sienna is focused, wanting something so bad, she will pull out all the stops. After the performance though, all she kept hearing was the praise of Jordan and how people started calling her “Iron Woman” for her performance at Taking Hold of the Flame. This only angered Sienna even more as she has always been the Iron Angel, where suddenly her name has been taken away from her, much like Selena Frost fears another will call themselves the “Face of SCW”. Xiomara has been trying to control Sienna to the best of her abilities but has found it at times extremely difficult to be on the same page with Sienna during her turmoil at home that she is trying to keep behind closed doors…
But now comes the Iron Woman match, with Jordan Majors where Sienna gets to prove that she is the ONLY Iron Angel in the SCW. The gorgeous South African wears beige tights and knee-high hunting boots, black untucked halter top with her long blonde hair slicked back in a ponytail and nails polished a glossy coating. Xiomara is behind her wearing jeans, ankle boots and a red loose blouse, her nails polished black and hair hanging down. Sienna is at the entrance of the Capilano Bridge, turning to the camera as it starts to record…
REC:
Taking a moment, Sienna’s frosty blue eyes turn toward the camera, speaking in her sexy and sensual South African accent…
“Jordan Majors said in her words leading into our match at Rise To Greatness that she would laugh at everything that went wrong in my life, she would enjoy every second of misfortune that I have to endure, making my misery her happiness, spoken like a true loser. I am not going to stand here though and discredit the woman, I always knew she was not good enough to be with Bree Lancaster and myself, but less than two months ago, she proved one thing, she’s tough as nails. As my life has taken a turn for the worse, I stand here a woman that has lost everything. Some say we reap what we sow, others claim Karma is a bitch, and as I look at this Capilano bridge where the drop is quite breathtaking and frightening at the same time, what if I told you I didn’t care if I fell. See, for many, the climb is so rewarding, when everything wanted and needed is served up on a silver platter ready to be devoured like the King or Queen’s bounty, I must now look at myself one more time and ask the question…
Was it worth it?
Many have claimed that I am losing a grip on reality, others pointed out my mental shortcomings and irritable actions, they can all read my face, looking deep into the soul of my body, eating my words, swallowing my sentences and listening to rants and raves of a mad woman who has finally hit the last knot on her rope. They say the SCW passed me by or I have overextended my welcome. They want to point to my failures, whether the Trios cash-in or the Battle royal….
Still, here I am.
Walking into RTG I had one goal, to destroy Jordan Majors, to expose who she was and who she wasn’t. Many of you put your undying faith and trust in her, believed in her words, acted like I was trying to someway manipulate who she is, took away what she had, no that is furthest from the truth, Jordan Majors can only blame Jordan Majors for the drastic change in her life, the constant moving from one sect to another social circle in hopes that she can finally fit in and feel comfortable doing it, the question posed though is quite a simple one, what did I ever take from her?
Nothing, she interfered in my affairs at Retribution whether she wants to admit it or not, it was Jordan who after I was convinced in giving her another look, took it away herself for she will continue to blame me for the loss of her “friends” in the Lancaster’s? No, that was her poor choices.
Jordan was never about evolving Jordan, she was set on becoming ME and to this day she still is, look at the “Iron” tag, whether Angel or woman doesn’t matter, I earned it years ago for lasting over ninety minutes combined with Selena Frost twice without defeat and entering at number eleven, lasting over an hour in the Taking Hold of the Flame, being there to the very end, where Jordan was the recipient of the luck from the draw at number two. Jordan always claimed that she couldn’t be one of us, all due to the expectations I had, the way I looked down on her, how I pleaded with Bree to stop giving her the same treatment until she earned her spot, a process she never trusted or showed any interest in acting upon, instead of being handed like everything else in her life. It led to her constant betrayal and attacks on yours truly, a Cash Out to me on two separate occasions, one on Xiomara and constant peppering of disrespect to a woman that has been the Wrestler of the Year TWO straight times. Did it make a difference? No, instead I found myself wanting and needing revenge on her, I came to the biggest PPV of the year and I did just that, showing no mercy, remorse of caring about consequence, I instead put her right where she belonged, in her place under me. I will admit, she showed resiliency and heart, when Jordan told the referee not to disqualify me after I practically had her dead to rights, I knew right there either this girl was incredibly brave or stupid, I would say foolish more than anything. Jordan wanted, no she needed the win, and the fans stood there in unison clapping at her efforts….
Yet I won!
Sienna Swann once again showed why she is one of the best in the business, why she is a World Champion without having to hold the title, why she is at the top of her game and a contender to any gold that is within reach of this company, that is right sweetie…
I am simply the best in the universe, fuck the world, that is too small for me.
Here we are though, at another crossroads and there was a reason I didn’t let this die, all because the trials and tribulations of one woman that is defined not by her accomplishments but by who she is attached to. Tell me I am wrong, call the Angel a liar, look me right in the face, scream it even and say to me that you, Jordan do not want to be ME. All this talk about not wanting labels, yet you are the first to rub them in people’s faces, always playing the “hero” and never being “Heroic”. It is plainly obvious, I earned the nickname and just because you lasted longer in Taking Hold of the Flame, you want to rob it from me and why?
YOU not ME can’t let go.
I wish you would have simply walked away, but the fans did not act like your lifeline, they couldn’t accept my victory at Rise to Greatness, they couldn’t fathom Jordan Majors losing, instead honoring her with the participation ribbon, making them feel good about what it was described as failure, nothing more to the one entity she can never kill, so instead they tried to replace me with a cheap doppelganger?
There is only ONE Iron Woman in the SCW, you are staring right at her.”
Her frosty eyes narrow some, Sienna is not at a loss for words at all, instead she is a bit angered by all of this and what should have been a glorious victory for her at Rise to Greatness. Now after all she had been through these past few months, Sienna is the most dangerous woman in all of wrestling and even outside of it. She has had her ups and downs and looks to take it out on Jordan again. Slowly making her way on the bridge, Xiomara follows…
“How things have changed in the SCW since Rise To Greatness, we hear Sasha making Tag Team Round Robin Tournaments, the smile on her face shows why she’s so happy, David Helms is Champion, Regan Street is Supreme Champion and Tag Title holder, so many others have been casted upon the warm light of victory, and still, Jordan wanted to make this a one hour Iron Women’s Match. I asked you before Jordan, aren’t you happy? Ecstatic that my life outside the ring is in shambles, that I have had to take some time off from wrestling to be able and sort things out, yet training every single day and still be the absolute best athlete this company has while you’re still trying to find you’re your place as they continue to lie in your face that you can be better than me, enamored by the fans for the company you keep and my guess your ability to be a glutton for punishment, but in all of that did you learn anything Jordan? Did you stop to see what had happened at Rise to Greatness, the lengths I went to make sure that you were suffering at every turn? When will it stop?
Now at Apocalypse?
Look at me, is this what you secretly want to become, a woman that is seen as one of the most decorated superstars in this company and sport? I have the riches too, Jordan, though I worked for mine, I have everything I ever wanted in a career, all I needed was a family and that was taken away from me, yet you stand there, gloating about how passionate and determined you are, how you’ll outlast me in a match that was practically designed for me, where I have defeated better women than you, and still all of this to take the final piece of what I have left which is dear, for when it comes to Sasha, if you are not in her sphere of favoritism, then NOTHING IS SACRED ANYMORE. Thank you for proving my point, you cannot exist as yourself, instead consume the accomplishments, steal my monikers and throw them back in my face for it makes you feel powerful and important, but what you fail to see, is I never had lap dogs, I never had people surrounding me at my whim to do my bidding, they were associated, and Bree wanted this for you too, but I knew then and now you never wanted to be a part of us for the benefit of our collective, but instead for your own personal reputation so they wouldn’t see you as the bratty reformed rich girl that can never take any responsibility for herself and can never admit to fault without making a bloody excuse. Entertain me for a moment Jordan….
Do you even know what it will take to win an Iron Woman match especially against me?
I am not even 30 yet, still in the peak and apex of my physical prowess and strength, I eat these matches for breakfast, showing this entire roster that NO ONE can go toe to toe with me for an hour and even then some. I still went over 60 minutes at Taking Hold of the Flame this year, I still put on the best matches with my skill and there was a time when I could not perform a headlock not too long ago, but what I did that you seem to forget is bust my ass to get where I am. Do you really believe in that feeble little mind of yours that I was handed everything? Still always pretending I am the leader of some stooge club. I have and will NEVER and I mean NEVER control anyone, Xiomara behind me is free to leave at any time, I don’t need to go like the traveling vagabond village to village soaking up all their resources, I don’t desire to surround myself with a bunch of faux friends and family that once it ends, you simply hop to the next one? What you are doing Jordan is sad and pathetic, instead of looking right at me and admitting…..
Jordan wants what Sienna has always had.
Beauty, Talent, Brains.
Go ahead Jordan, laugh at my failure in life, people love you, they give you all these adulations and praise, yet I won the goddamn match and I get raked through the hot coals? Nathaniel is gone, I lost my son, my baby, the one thing that brought joy to my world. Chris left me, he had enough, that succubus, Kelcey Wallace who has a hold of Scott Cannon and Blake Mason too has finally gotten her wish, I have nothing which this time last year I had everything when I came home, I would still be loved and loved in return. You want to win at life Jordan, with Kathryn Pearson, hanging out with the Helms contingent, being a part of his new Training facility, bonding with the kids that I used to take to the Pier and eat Funnel Cake? Don’t you see Jordan…
You have stolen everything that I had and now you want to take the most significant accomplishment of my career I still own and will never give it up….
Being the ONLY Iron Angel?
How hilarious this must be for you, how quaint to position yourself to steal the very last piece of what Sienna Swann means in the SCW?
NO!
NEVER!
FOR I WILL DO EVEN WORSE THAN WHAT I DID AT RISE TO GREATNESS JUST SO EVERYONE KNOWS THAT SIENNA SWANN IS AND WILL ALWAYS BE THE ONLY WOMAN IN THIS COMPANY THAT IS IRON!”
She has to calm down, Xiomara concerned especially as they hover hundreds of feet up on the Capistrano Bridge. She can see how much anger and hatred is flowing through the eyes of the Angel. After everything she has been through, Xiomara was surprised she hasn’t completely lost it, but looks to unleash at Apocalypse for one hour on Jordan Majors. She takes a second to breathe and calm her thoughts, holding her left hand up, there is no finger there…
“Look at it closely….
Everything that I worked for, all that I ever wanted is gone. The SCW for a long time became my life, this sport changed me as I was some naïve, stupid model that wanted to be Perfect in some fools errands, never truly finding my level of it until I had Chris and Nathaniel by my side. My life was complete, a THREE-time World Champion, a TWO Time Women’s Champion, a Television Champion, winner of such matches like the Elimination Chamber and Double Jeopardy. I took my bumps alone the way Jordan, I learned to lose at the Best of the Best Tournament early in my career, I was humbled multiple times by Katie Steward, Blake Mason and Ravyn Taylor. I have never been given my proper rematches or chances to redeem myself for it, as Sasha laughs in my face, behind closed doors and every time you come out and try to degrade me. The Iron Woman match though is different, this is something that you will learn to regret the moment it ends, and they raise my arm the winner. I can’t allow you to take the last piece of my pie, the only thing I have left by my own earnings and accomplishments, not something Sasha handed to me like she does you.
I wanted this to be over, but they couldn’t stop cheering your name, they couldn’t resist shoving criticism in my face. They have and will never give me the respect and credit I deserve so what do I have left to lose?
MY identity, all to you.
See, Jordan, you will NEVER become me, even if I am dead.
I will not allow it.
What I have learned in this noticeably short time the past few months is that I can never be happy, I will never be free of the chains that bind me to the links of calamity. I stood tall once as the proud Heavenly Angel of the SCW with my beauty and allure, only wanting to show the gift I was given. Then, every single person in this company started to be riddled with jealousy of my success, even the boss herself destroyed my campaign of the “For The People” movement. The Beauty Factory existed, Laura Steinbeck was my manager, we were queens on top of the world, and in the last eight months it all came crashing down like the Kraken on Argos. Don’t you see, when my back is to the wall and I have nothing to come home too, my life has been turned completely upside down, all that is left?
Is beating the hell out of you for one hour.
Jordan, I hope that you truly thought this out, planned it accordingly for if there is one thing, I will fight for more than anything else is what distanced and separated me from the rest of the pack. I will never deny your talent, I would not overlook your heart which is the one continuous narrative to our little story, how much you have and how little I show. I want you to know though Jordan, this is not your story. It will not be converted into the tale of Jordan’s triumphant return, finally taking down Sienna Swann in her own match, or no. Instead we are going to finish mine. You have always made it a point to let everyone know your struggles, seemingly blaming them on me, pointing the fingers that Sienna Swann was the one who took away everything you had?
Well Jordan, didn’t you play a part in taking mine?
I was forced into this mess by you from the first attack, you kept pushing my fucking buttons when you could have left all alone, instead hell bent on this crusade to replace me as the Angel and the top female competitor in the SCW, all of this out of your own petty and frivolous inferiority complex. All you had to do was accept your role, I was doing it for Bree, yet you created this antithesis to your journey, you appointed me the villain, you made sure that I was the beast to be slain with your sad stories and woe is me diatribes, yes you! Now it culminates to this? The night at Apocalypse where I lose more than you will ever gain only to rub it in my face and prance around with the entire roster patting Jordan on her back, ass and wherever else she feels like it, finally being accepted as the major player here, correct?
No, Jordan.
Not this time, not ever.
For what you will see inside the Iron Woman match is someone who is not just determined or willing to put everything on the line, what you will experience is sixty minutes of pure hell. I will beat you down to a bloody pulp again, I will break your face if I must and I will enjoy pinning or making you submit hundreds of times over until the bell rings and I am declared the winner as the ONLY Iron Angel in the SCW and professional wrestling as a whole.
Then again Jordan, you can wobble your way back to the Helms sanctuary, have Kath tuck you in, and tell you how proud she was, you’ll need to hear those encouraging words for at least you have someone to go home to, my house will be empty, with only my little dog and the dreams I had once…
But with the only semblance of Sienna Swann I have left that you could not take away and I gave you an hour to do so.”
Her eyes narrow, biting down on her teeth as Xiomara rubs her back trying to calm her down. The frosty blue eyes swell up some, glaring without any other emotion, as she finally mutters…
“You said I wasn’t God? You’re right, I am his greatest creation, the one everyone should pattern themselves after, but come tomorrow night, For one hour, there will No Cash Outs. I will grab MY Mantle and slap the little bit of hope you have left bitch as the “money” is gone, check bounces, all while I enjoy spitting it at the fans, the SCW, Sasha and you for the very LAST TIME…..
With a Kiss By An Angel.”
She continues to glare as Xiomara can be seen cracking a small smirk….
FADE TO BLACK
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Sienna Swann 