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Angelica
Jones
On Camera
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You can call
me The Golden Goddess, The Dragon, Firestar, or just simply Angelica
Jones. You can call me a stubborn bitch
or a piece of shit. It doesn’t matter
what name you want to call me. One title
that you cannot deny me is the title of smartest wrestler in the game.
I have been
around the block a time or two. I have
been wrestling for twelve years…twelve damn years and in that time I have done
it all, I have fought with the best, I have learned from the best. I have used my experience and knowledge of
the business to help myself grow and mature as an athlete and that knowledge
and experience has helped me to become the deadliest wrestler in the world.
The Shot of
Adrenaline Tournament is my opportunity to remind the wrestling world, and Supreme
Championship Wrestling in particular, just why I am the deadliest wrestler in
the world, just why no one compares to me in any way shape or form. No one can top Angelica Jones once all the
chips are on the table.
No one.
When all of
the smoke has cleared, when all of the dust has settled I will be the one
remaining, I will have my arm raised in victory, and everyone will be asking
how I did it. It doesn’t matter how I
did it. The fact is that I did it. I won.
I won and everyone else lost. That
is what matters most at the end of the day.
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Scene 1
Off Camera
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Angelica is
leading block two of the Shot of Adrenaline Tournament with six points. Victories over Chris Cannon and Bolu, both
ending rather controversially with disqualifications, started the momentum for
The Golden Goddess. Despite her latest
win, a pin fall victory over a very game Ben McCaron, many in the SCW universe
have caught onto the game that Angelica Jones is trying to play. Specifically, one Merrick Wiseman has figured
it out and has called out the feisty red-head on her attempts at trickery and
deceit, her attempt to use the rules to rack up points by getting her opponents
disqualified.
Wiseman
accused Jones of turning the tournament into a joke. Those were his words. Angelica, though, doesn’t see it that
way. Angelica wants to win and she wants
to win by any means necessary. If that
means using manipulation and trickery to advance through the tournament then so
be it. At the end of it all, when all is
said and done and all of the smoke has cleared, Angelica knows she will be the
last one standing and not Merrick Wiseman.
It won’t be
Collin Cole either.
Angelica is
set to face Collin Cole on the next edition of Breakdown as part of the Shot of
Adrenaline Tournament, another step towards victory. Cole thus far has zero points to his
name. This is literally the first place
against last place in terms of points.
It would be akin to first seed against last seed in a tournament of this
magnitude. But the Boston native knows
all too well that when it comes to wrestling, or any other sport for that
matter, anyone can beat anybody on any day of the week if they have the right
tools and motivation. Cole is on the SCW
for a reason. He most definitely has the
tools. Does he have the motivation? He most certainly does. Cole needs this win or, for all intents and
purposes, he may very well be mathematically eliminated from the
tournament. With him having zero points,
not having won a match at all in the tournament to date, and Angelica having
been undefeated in the tournament thus far, he cannot afford to lose to
Angelica Jones right here and right now or she may end his tournament run a
little early.
A lot is on
the line for Angelica Jones. The most
obvious is a championship. The winner of this tournament will be the SCW
Adrenaline Champion. Pride is also on
the line. The winner of this tournament
will get a lot of bragging rights as this is the first ever Shot of Adrenaline Tournament,
the first of its kind in SCW. But
besides the championship opportunity and the pride that goes along with this
tournament, there is one other thing on the line that is even more important
than that…
…a career.
Angelica
Jones had already promised to leave SCW if she doesn’t make it out of the block
phase. Her career in SCW has been marred
with disappointment. No more. Angelica feels it is time to remind everyone in
this company why she is a great athlete, possibly the greatest athlete
ever. In Angelica’s mind if she cannot
make it out of the blocks then she doesn’t belong on this roster. It’s as simple as that in her mind. And that is why continuing her winning ways
against Collin Cole is of vital importance.
It is
difficult to focus on the task at hand, though, when your personal life is in
an upheaval; and to say that Angelica’s personal life has been in an upheaval
would be an understatement. The
red-headed Boston native had a face from her past return to haunt her; a man
named Thaddeus Rogers.
Back when Angelica
had spent time in a mental hospital it was Rogers who had served as her doctor
and later it was Rogers who went to bat for her, who pulled some strings, using
his own considerable resources to get her released. Angelica’s family was pleased that she got to
come home, but they had no idea what price she had to pay for her freedom, for
it was Thaddeus Rogers who held the fate of Angelica Jones in the palm of his
hand. He could decide if she stays free
or she went back behind bars.
Thaddeus
Rogers knew Angelica cared a great deal about her family, so much so that she
would do anything to make sure she would never again be separated from her
family. He used this knowledge to
manipulate her, to get anything he wanted out of her, including sexual favors.
Angelica was
forced to be his mistress, his whore, for years. Angelica endured years of torment and
humiliation, realizing that she couldn’t do anything about it. She literally had no one to turn to and she
thought that she may end up stuck in that position for a long time.
Until she
received an unexpected reprieve at the hands of her cousin, Monroe Jones.
Monroe Jones
is the quieter, calmer Jones. He always
has a good head on his shoulders and has always tried to think things through
before leaping to a decision. This is
why it shocked Angelica to the core that Monroe jumped to the conclusion that
killing Thaddeus Rogers and making it look like a suicide was the best way to
solve Angelica’s problems. True,
Thaddeus is gone and true, Angelica no longer has to worry about being
blackmailed. All is right with the
world. But why would Monroe jump to this
conclusion? What would drive him to that
kind of a murderous rage?
He has never
had that kind of murderous bone in his body.
And yet that is exactly what he did.
And she seriously doubts that he did it out of love for his family. Something else is wrong here, something that
Angelica cannot quite put her finger on.
Something is
wrong with Monroe and, unfortunately, there’s only one person Angelica can
think about who may have an idea as to what’s wrong.
Monroe’s
sister, Angelica’s cousin Isabelle Jones.
Isabelle
Jones has been the black sheep of the Jones family for quite awhile now and it
all started when Monroe went to Europe to train for professional
wrestling. While he was overseas,
Isabelle made up lies, telling these stories to their parents about how he was
wasting his time in Europe, convincing them he was a philanderer, a womanizer,
and a criminal. Without Monroe there to
defend himself, the parents believed Isabelle and wrote Monroe out of the will,
leaving everything to Isabelle when they died.
Thus Isabelle inherited everything.
Monroe received nothing.
Ever since
then the family has not had any contact with Isabelle. No one forgave her for what she did. And yet now Angelica finds herself in a position
where she must talk to her cousin, where she must try and put the past behind
her, because Isabelle may be the only one who knows what’s wrong with Monroe.
As Angelica approaches
the front door she can’t help but look from side to side, amazed at the scenery
around her. The beautiful architecture,
the floral, the statues, all of this speaks of wealth and luxury. This isn’t new to The Golden Goddess. She herself is used to this kind of wealth
but the difference is that she earned it through years of wrestling as well as
fighting to earn a country music singing career. Isabelle manipulated her way into this
wealth. She earned nothing.
The Dragon
knocks rings the doorbell and waits patiently.
As large as this home is she expects to be kept waiting but, much to her
surprise, the door opens rather quickly.
A butler is standing there waiting on her.
“Yes, is Ms. Jones expecting you?”
Angelica
rolls her eyes. “My name is Angelica
Jones. I’m her cousin.”
“Ah yes, she told me she was expecting you.”
He steps aside and motions for her to step inside. “Please, enter.”
Jones nods
her head before stepping inside. The
butler then leads her into the living room area, which is almost as exquisite
as the outside with expensive statues and expensive vases with what appears to
be expensive flowers. The butler motions
for Angelica towards the sofa and other seats in this luxurious living room.
“Find a seat. I will inform Ms. Jones that you are here.”
The butler
walks away, making his exit. This
expensive living room and the butler and other servants that, no doubt, are
roaming around this large estate, an estate much larger than Angelica’s own, is
enough to send emotions through her mind.
Not shock, because Angelica is used to this kind of luxury. She feels disgust because she knows that
Isabelle cheated her way to this. She
feels disgust because she realizes that half of this ought to be Monroe’s but
he can’t have any of it due to Isabelle’s manipulative ways.
“Do my eyes deceive me?”
Jones looks
up to find her cousin, the lovely Isabelle Jones, walking into the room. Her beautiful feminine form is encased in a
tight black dress and matching black high heeled pumps. It would almost appear as if she wants to
show off, as if she wants to gloat.
“Hello Isabelle,” Angelica begins “you look lovely today.”
“Why thank you, Angelica.” Isabelle
walks over to Angelica she walks over and embraces her cousin in a hug. “I am so glad that you decided to stop by
and see me.”
After the
embrace is broken Isabelle frowns. “Too
bad your sister won’t speak to me.”
“Can you blame her? You lied and cheated your way to stealing Monroe’s
half of the inheritance!”
Isabelle
chuckles. “You call it lying and
cheating, I call it being intelligent.
He didn’t have to go to Europe.”
“He was chasing his dream, Isabelle!” Angelica
snaps back at her. “Is that so wrong?!”
“No, but he left himself vulnerable and
undefended, allowing me to step in and do what I do best.”
“You mean stealing?”
“Again, you call it stealing. I call it something else.” She shrugs her
shoulders. “But why dwell on such horrid
things?”
Isabelle
motions to the sofa. “Please, sit, let’s
have a talk.”
Angelica
sits back down on the sofa and Isabelle sits down next to her. “So, Angelica, if you and your sister are
sooooo pissed off after what I did to my poor crybaby of a brother, then why is
it that Kayla is unwilling to speak to me but YOU are?”
“Fair question.” Angelica nods her head.
“The truth is, I need to know something
and you may be the only person who knows the answer.”
Isabelle
grins knowingly. “Intriguing.”
A maid
enters the room carrying a silver tray with two glasses of red wine. She holds it out to Angelica and
Isabelle. Isabelle takes one and then
nods at it.
“Take one, Angelica. It’s your favorite.”
“Right…” she reluctantly takes a glass “…thanks.”
“Don’t mention it. Seriously, don’t, because quite honestly, red
wine is my favorite as well.” Isabelle
takes a big sip of wine, grinning. “We’re
not so different, you know?”
Angelic a
frowns. “Oh yes, we are different.”
“How so?”
She asks. “How exactly are we
different? Is it because you are so
honest and trustworthy?”
She
chuckles, taking another sip of wine. “Give
me a break, Angelica. You lecture and
scold me for manipulating my way into stealing Monroe’s half of the inheritance
and yet you yourself have cheated and manipulated your way through SCW’s Shot
of Adrenaline Tournament.”
“This has nothing to do with the SCW!”
“What’s wrong? Did I strike a nerve?” Isabelle snickers
nastily. “I am right and you know
it. We are both manipulators in our own
way. The way you have managed to get
your opponents disqualified damn near every time is evidence of that. But there are other ways we are similar.”
Angelica
folds her arms over her chest and crosses her legs. “Oh please, do tell.”
“We both like the finer things in life. You were admiring my home, were you not?”
Angelica
nods her head. She cannot deny it. “Yes, yes I was.”
“And we both are quite good at masking our
inner grief.”
“Wait a minute…” Angelica tilts her head
to one side “…what the hell are you
talking about?”
“Forgive me.” She chuckles lightly. “But I thought considering your extensive
experience in this matter that you would have known what I was referring to.”
“What do you mean by my extensive experience?”
“Let’s see…” Isabelle stares off into
space almost as if deep in thought “…you
married your trainer only to divorce him.
You had a child with your next boyfriend only for you to snap and shoot
him dead. You married that angry Polish
man and he faked his own death shortly before you two divorced. You married another wrestler, Sean McBride,
and he too faked his own death before you two got a divorce.”
She sets her
wine glass down and grins. “Need I go
further?”
“No…” Angelica states quietly “…but what does that have to do with you?”
“Oh nothing much, and it shouldn’t bother me
as much as it is…”
“What is it?” Angelica presses.
“My estranged husband recently passed away.”
Angelica
jumps back, gasping. “Oh my…I had no
idea. I’m sorry, Isabelle.”
She shakes
her head. “No, don’t apologize. I don’t deserve it. According to you and your sister I am a
monster.”
Angelica
grabs Isabelle’s hands and squeezes them tightly. “You have made mistakes, Isabelle, a lot of them, and some of them may
even be unforgiveable, but no one deserves to have someone they cared for die like
that.”
“And that’s the thing, we were trying to
work things out.” She laughs lightly. “We
were thinking of getting back together.”
“I had no idea you were even married.” Angelica
states. “What was his name?”
“Thaddeus.
Thaddeus Rogers.”
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Angelica
Jones
On Camera
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I think
there are a few individuals in Supreme Championship Wrestling who forget why we
are all here. Allow me to educate them.
We’re not
here to shake hands and say “good match!”
We’re not here to say “good luck” or “better luck next time!” We’re not here to get a long and be all
buddy-buddy with one another, we’re not here to be good sports. We are here to win.
Winning is
the name of the game and winning is what I do best. I make absolutely no apologies for winning by
any means necessary.
Merrick
Wiseman, you can lecture all you want.
You can tell me about how I’m making this tournament into a joke. You can cry all day long but the fact remains
that I am undefeated in this tournament and that is because I am winning. And that is no joke.
What is a
joke is you if you think I’m going to stop doing things my way. Another joke is the idea that you can stop
me. See, Merrick, the shot of adrenaline
tournament doesn’t g o through you. It
goes through me. You’re going to find
that out eventually, little boy. Mark my
words. Heed my warning.
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Isabelle
Jones
On Camera
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Greetings. I am Isabelle Jones, The Irresistible Vixen
and cousin of Angelica Jones. Now she
and I have our differences. She and I
have our differing opinions of what is right and wrong. The truth is that she and I are not all that
different. We are similar in our
approach, we are similar in how our strategic methods. We utilize intelligence and cunning to get
what we want.
Intelligence
and cunning is how you get ahead in life at all levels whether it be personal
affairs or professional affairs.
Everything is a great big game of chess and Angelica Jones is a chess
master extraordinaire.
If you want
to get through Angelica Jones, you have to outthink her and outwit her and that
is something you just cannot do. Each
and every time someone thinks that they
have Angelica beaten, each and every time someone thinks they have outwitted
her, outplayed her in this great game of chess, she always pulls a new move out
of her hat that shocks the world, and puts her enemy in checkmate.
This Shot of
Adrenaline Tournament is just that…a game of chess…it’s about strategy and the
individual who can best strategize their way through this tournament, who can
best outwit and outthink their opponents will be the one left standing.
Shot of
Adrenaline is built for Angelica Jones.
She was built to win this and win it she will because this is a thinking
sport, and the best thinker, the master of strategy herself, is none other than
Angelica Jones.
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Scene 2
Off Camera
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The Golden
Goddess is feeling more than just a little upset after meeting with her cousin
Isabelle Jones. Learning that Isabelle was connected with Thaddeus Rogers
was enough to send shivers up her spine and it also instills a fear, a fear
that this nightmare may not be over after all. But what exactly is her
agenda? What does she want out of Angelica? Finally, and most
importantly, what exactly does Isabelle know? Does she know as much as
Thaddeus knew?
Jones is in
a bar, a shot of vodka is in front of her. She stares at it emptily as
she waits. And waits. Eventually the sound of someone clearing
their throat causes her to stir to attention. She turns and looks up to
find her good friend Brittany Lohan and a male figure she hasn’t seen before.
“Oh, hi Britt.” Angelica smiles
politely. “Is that Deacon Cross?”
Britt nods. “Yes it is. Deacon, this is Angelica.”
Deacon
extends his hand for a handshake. “A
pleasure.”
Angelica
accepts the handshake. “It’s nice to
finally meet you. Britt has certainly sung your praises.”
“Just doing what I was born to do, that’s
all.” Deacon humbly says.
“Well I look forward to seeing what you can
dig up on Thaddeus.” Jones remarks quietly. “But first, why don’t you two find a seat and get a drink? It’s
on me.”
“Sure. After you Ms. Lohan.” Deacon says
to Brittany.
“For the 100th time, it’s Brittany. Lets
go.” Britt shrugs.
Angelica
waves over to the bartender who approaches and waits. “My friends here would like to place drink
orders. Put it on my tab.”
Brittany and
Deacon have found a table near the bar. They are patiently waiting on Angelica
to join them. Angelica walks over and sits down next to them at the table.
“While we wait, I learned something rather
interesting myself about Thaddeus.”
“Oh?” Brittany inquires.
“Have you kept up with twitter? Have
you seen my cousin Isabelle pop back up?”
“I noticed.”
“Yeah, well apparently Thaddeus was her
estranged husband.”
Brittany
chuckles. “Story of your life, huh?”
“Yeah, but this adds a whole new dimension
to this situation.” Angelica sighs. “Not
only do I need to find out as much about Thaddeus Rogers as possible, but I
also need to know how much Isabelle knows.”
Angelica
motions to herself. “How much she knows
about me. If Thaddeus told her anything, then I very well could be in the
same situation. Isabelle is a monster.”
“In all fairness, aside from Kelly.. what
Jones woman isn’t a monster?” Brittany says coldly.
“Kayla.” Angelica shakes her head sadly.
“Kayla is no monster. She is a
saint. She deserves better than me.”
“Dawn used to be a saint too. Abigail wasn’t
that bad. I screwed them both up.” Britt remarks sadly.
“Isabelle is a different kind of monster
altogether.” Angelica begins slowly. “You
and me, we do our thing directly. We bust the enemy in the mouth.
Isabelle manipulates. Lies. Cheats.”
She
chuckles. “Isabelle is like Silas Mason
with boobs and a vagina. Hell, she’s more manipulative than him.
She manipulated her own brother out of his entire inheritance.”
“Like Silas you say? Sounds like I need to
break her face. I was an idiot signing that damn contract. I wasn’t focused.
All I wanted was to be reunited with Harmony. At the rate I’m going Silas will
do to me what he did to Kelcey. I might face Derek Adonis the rest of my SCW
career. I could always bust him in the mouth. He’ll make sure I don’t work
again. I don’t care. It’s not about him anymore. It’s about me. If he wants to
ensure I don’t work again, fine. I’ll go back to prison, he can’t touch me
there.”
Brittany
balls up her fist... “Sorry.. this is
about your problems. Not mine.”
“No, no, don’t apologize.” She smiles. “It’s ok. I mean, you’re already
helping me out a great deal here, and I’m not sure what I can do in return but
if I can help you out in some way, I would like to help.”
“Thanks.” Britt finally cracks a smile. “I’ll find a way out of my contract. Can’t
use the Kelcey excuse. I knew what I signed. There’s a way. And I will find it.
Until then..” Brittany pats Deacon on the shoulder. “My man here is making
progress. When he has more concrete information we’ll get you out of this. You
won’t go back to the asylum. Promise.”
“Thank you, Britt. I’m just shocked
still to learn that Isabelle had a connection to Thaddeus. And now I have
to wonder, whatever Deacon has found out about him...is Isabelle connected to
that as well?”
Angelica
takes a sip of her vodka. “Well it’s
enough to make you want to just drink your problems away.”
“Agreed.” Brittany nods. “Will our lives ever be devoid of
complications?”
Deacon
finally decides to chime in. “Ladies,
everything I assure you will work out for the best. Brittany, I will find a way
to get you out of the Silas Mason situation. Angelica, I will find enough
ammunition to prevent you from suffering an undesired consequence. There is
always a way out. When all else fails, there is always a Plan B. I am Plan B.”
Angelica
grins sadly. “I have a feeling I know
what that means. And that’s another thing our lives will never be
without, right Britt? Violence. Death, sometimes.”
“I know.” Britt sighs.
“Well,” she holds up her glass “here’s to freedom from our respective
situations and eventual happiness down the road?”
“I’ll drink to that.”
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Brittany
Lohan
On Camera
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Angelica
Jones is leading Block B. And you doubted her?
I won’t be a hypocrite. I voiced my displeasure over Twitter how she claimed four of the six points. That’s just because I know Angelica doesn’t need to DQ her way through the finals. This is the same woman who made me pass out back in 2009. I never once questioned her ability. We have a different set of standards on how we claim victory. She is a winner. Always has. My situation with Silas is murky. I likely won’t wrestle in this town again. Or any town. I will always support my best friend. Ex fiance. Part time lover, Angelica Jones.
I won’t be a hypocrite. I voiced my displeasure over Twitter how she claimed four of the six points. That’s just because I know Angelica doesn’t need to DQ her way through the finals. This is the same woman who made me pass out back in 2009. I never once questioned her ability. We have a different set of standards on how we claim victory. She is a winner. Always has. My situation with Silas is murky. I likely won’t wrestle in this town again. Or any town. I will always support my best friend. Ex fiance. Part time lover, Angelica Jones.
Cole. I keep
hearing he will finally break out as the man to watch. All I see is a man who
has no shot at winning the tournament. He has nothing to fight for, except
pride. That’s not worth much these days. Sorry Cole. Breakdown you will serve
as another reminder to why Angelica Jones (NOT SILAS WORLD) is the end all be
all of this tournament.
Go get’em
Angel.
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Angelica
Jones
On Camera
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Clicking of
heels is heard in the background. A
feminine figure emerges from over the horizon.
Closer and closer she comes until we can finally make out the long red
hair that cascades down to just below her shoulders. It’s Angelica Jones. She is wearing sunglasses over her eyes, a
tight form fitting black dress with a hemline that stops just below the knee,
and matching high heeled pumps. The
red-head stops just in front of the camera.
A frown is on her face.
“Aww, the poor babies of Supreme
Championship Wrestling are upset over little old me?”
Angelica
chuckles as a rather smug grin forms across her face. “Too bad! It’s just too damn
bad! Clearly certain people on the SCW
roster have a different philosophy of this sport than I do. Their philosophy is good sportsmanship.”
She shakes
her head. “Sorry, Merrick, but
sportsmanship is washed up. Out of
style. Winning is what this is about and
winning is what I do best.”
She points a
long slender finger at the camera. “Which
brings me to you, Collin Cole.”
“I have some statistics that you need to
listen to, Cole. Listen and listen
good. Three…” she holds up three
fingers “…that’s right, three. Three matches and three wins and one of those
wins was against the great Chris Cannon, former champion in multiple companies
and a recent world title challenger. And
we can’t forget Bolu, the sleepy bear or golden lion, whatever you want to call
him…fact is, he got beat too. And most
recently there was Ben McCaron.”
She shakes
her head in disgust. “The little boy
never stood a chance.”
She snickers
nastily. “As you can see, Collin, I am a
winner. That’s what I do best. And that is what I have been doing throughout
this Shot of Adrenaline Tournament. I
win and I win by means necessary. If I have
to outthink and outwit my opponents, then that’s what I’ll do. If I have to physically beat them until they
cannot get back up, then that’s what I’ll do.
If I have to inflict so much pain and torture that they have no choice
but to give up then that is what I will do.
But however it happens, the end result is always the same…”
“…I always win.”
Angelica
sighs. “But what about you, Collin? Let’s see, first up for you was William Mason
and you…lost.”
She holds up
two fingers. “Number two was Chris Cannon…who
I beat by the way…but how did you fare against him?”
She shakes
her head, making tsk tsk sounds. “You
laid a big fat egg. You lost.”
Jones holds
up three fingers. “Next up for you was
Merrick Wiseman. I’ll take care of
Wiseman later on down the road but how did you do against him? Oh hell, I don’t even need to ask do I? You…got…BEAT!”
“Therein lies the difference between you and
me, Cole. I always win and lately, it
seems, you always lose. You have zero
points so far and I have six. And it
goes beyond that. Mathematically
speaking you need this win.
Mathematically speaking you are to the point where you cannot afford any
further losses.”
Angelica
pulls off her sunglasses and tosses them aside. “And here you are, in this big of a situation, with so much on the
line, you now have to face me.”
She laughs
nastily. “You really do have some shitty
luck, Cole. You could’ve drew anyone
else, ANYONE, and you would have had a better chance at staying alive. But as it stands, you have a major mountain
to climb. You have to stare into the
eyes of The Dragon. You have to go face
to face with The Dragon.”
“Are you prepare for that? Are you ready for that kind of
challenge? Many have challenged The
Dragon but few have walked away from it and none have walked away unscathed. You have to be prepared to make a
sacrifice. But me?”
She grins knowingly. “All I
have to do is continue to do what I do best…all I have to do is keep winning.”
