Post by Alexa Black on May 16, 2015 9:16:06 GMT -5
We see Alexa walk backstage after her run in with Frank Foley at Trauma 172. Her face is not angry but has a smile on it.
"Frank Foley thinks he's got me over a barrel with this stipulation. And he thinks he will be rid of me when I loose At Living A Legacy. What a fucking fool. The underground is where I do what I do best. It's my house and soon I will have guests arriving and I will be there to greet them and I will be a perfect hostess.
Her twisted mind has already considered what is to come and this she has decided is not going to slow her down at all. She knows it's all or nothing at Living A Legacy and that when it happens it will be a orgy of glorious violence. The thought of it gives her such indescribable happiness. It is what her soul cries out for.
There is nothing to stop me from utterly destroying everything that stands between me and what I want.
I have left a path of destruction through PCW like no other superstar.
A level of brutality and sadism that shocked the world and left it wanting more. I destroyed The Faces Of Fear at Mass Destruction V. Even they with their 600 lbs weight advantage and 2 on 1 handicap still couldn't stop me. I made them bleed, I tortured them mind body and soul and took everything from them including their lives.
Now I have to face 6 opponents most of whom don't even know what they are going into?
It's not like I've been at a disadvantage before in my life..
Her mind casts back to a fateful summer night in 1989. It had been a normal night with nothing of interest happening she came home from school watched TV did her homework and then went to bed.
But then in the wee hours of the morning an event set in motion what would change her life forever. Leading her to be the woman you see today.
A black van is seen pulling up outside a white weatherboard house in downtown LA. The house is moderately sized with a nice garden and a well manicured lawn.
The night is as black as the ace of spades lit only by a full moon shining down from above. The two figures in the van are sitting there their faces covered by ski masks. The first man is slightly chubby short and the second is skinny and tall.
"You know the plan right?
Yes I know! The second man snaps angrily.
Hey! Don't get pissy! we've got a job to do and we are running out of time ok? We need to be in and out before sunrise.
"Right."
They get out of the van and walk across the lawn to the back door of the house.
You got the lock pick?
Yeah
A glint flashes under the light as a long pick finds it's way into the lock and after a few seconds the handle turns with a click and the door opens allowing the burglars inside.
Entering the room they survey the see what is available. Some paintings and electronics and a few vases. Nothing super expensive but still worth something none the less.
Right I'm going to case the rest of the joint you do these two rooms
Ok
The skinny thief walks silently into another room and the fat thief continues his search. As he is searching a click is heard and the thief freezes.
What the fuck?!
The thief spins around to see a very large and angry man standing in front of him in a royal blue robe and slippers. He is staring directly at the thief who is frozen in the spot not moving an inch.
Oh shit!
Just as steps forward to attack the thief his partner returns and drawing a silenced pistol shoots the man twice in the back. Lurching forward the man staggers trying to steady himself by grabbing a nearby counter but it's too late and he falls forward and to the floor dead.
Well fuck there goes any chance we had of getting away clean. Now we have to get rid of this body as well.
I know. Shit.
Nikolas where are you I want you to
Her words are cut off as a piercing scream escapes from her mouth as she sees her dead husband on the kitchen floor.
The thieves look at each other
Then they both draw their weapons and fire at the woman who drops dead next to her husband.
God damn IT!
Calm the fuck down! We will get rid of her too.
They turn to look at the bodies and as they do they don't see a small raven haired girl peaking at them from around the corner. She is holding a metal bat in her hands.
Ok look we will get rid of these and then we'll finish the job.
The girl creeps closer and is now within spitting distance of the two murderous thieves. She sneaks closer and as she does she raises the bat to strike but before she can the second man turns and grabs the bat before she can.
Well well well what have we here?
Thought you could smash my brains in with this? Naughty girl. You need to be punished!
He strikes her hard across the face and she crumples to the floor. Striding across the room he walks over and picks her up but as he does her hand moves like lightning grabbing the pistol in his belt and pulling it out before firing 4 times into his chest killing him instantly.
John what the fuck are you....
He turns around to see his partner on the floor and his face turns to fury.
You little cunt!
He goes for his gun and before he can draw it she fires again hitting him in the knee dropping him next to his partner.
She walks over to him and puts the pistol to his head and pulls the trigger and a spray of blood and brains splatters the wall .
Suddenly it hits her what has happened and she sits down next to the bodies and starts to cry.
Alexa?
Alexa!
Her mind is snapped into the present as standing in front of her is her manager Orin Boyd and Lashawnda Tyson her bodyguard
Huh? Alexa comes out of her confusion.
We need to talk strategy for Living A Legacy. It's important.
Right. It's not like adversity hadn't played a hand In my life but just like everything else they would fall at her feet. Crushed mercilessly and left laying as casualties in a war in which they were pawns of Frank Foley. Yes he would see that there is no stopping me. The Underground Championship is mine.
The trio walk into Alexa's private dressing room and close the door behind them.
"Frank Foley thinks he's got me over a barrel with this stipulation. And he thinks he will be rid of me when I loose At Living A Legacy. What a fucking fool. The underground is where I do what I do best. It's my house and soon I will have guests arriving and I will be there to greet them and I will be a perfect hostess.
Her twisted mind has already considered what is to come and this she has decided is not going to slow her down at all. She knows it's all or nothing at Living A Legacy and that when it happens it will be a orgy of glorious violence. The thought of it gives her such indescribable happiness. It is what her soul cries out for.
There is nothing to stop me from utterly destroying everything that stands between me and what I want.
I have left a path of destruction through PCW like no other superstar.
A level of brutality and sadism that shocked the world and left it wanting more. I destroyed The Faces Of Fear at Mass Destruction V. Even they with their 600 lbs weight advantage and 2 on 1 handicap still couldn't stop me. I made them bleed, I tortured them mind body and soul and took everything from them including their lives.
Now I have to face 6 opponents most of whom don't even know what they are going into?
It's not like I've been at a disadvantage before in my life..
Her mind casts back to a fateful summer night in 1989. It had been a normal night with nothing of interest happening she came home from school watched TV did her homework and then went to bed.
But then in the wee hours of the morning an event set in motion what would change her life forever. Leading her to be the woman you see today.
A black van is seen pulling up outside a white weatherboard house in downtown LA. The house is moderately sized with a nice garden and a well manicured lawn.
The night is as black as the ace of spades lit only by a full moon shining down from above. The two figures in the van are sitting there their faces covered by ski masks. The first man is slightly chubby short and the second is skinny and tall.
"You know the plan right?
Yes I know! The second man snaps angrily.
Hey! Don't get pissy! we've got a job to do and we are running out of time ok? We need to be in and out before sunrise.
"Right."
They get out of the van and walk across the lawn to the back door of the house.
You got the lock pick?
Yeah
A glint flashes under the light as a long pick finds it's way into the lock and after a few seconds the handle turns with a click and the door opens allowing the burglars inside.
Entering the room they survey the see what is available. Some paintings and electronics and a few vases. Nothing super expensive but still worth something none the less.
Right I'm going to case the rest of the joint you do these two rooms
Ok
The skinny thief walks silently into another room and the fat thief continues his search. As he is searching a click is heard and the thief freezes.
What the fuck?!
The thief spins around to see a very large and angry man standing in front of him in a royal blue robe and slippers. He is staring directly at the thief who is frozen in the spot not moving an inch.
Oh shit!
Just as steps forward to attack the thief his partner returns and drawing a silenced pistol shoots the man twice in the back. Lurching forward the man staggers trying to steady himself by grabbing a nearby counter but it's too late and he falls forward and to the floor dead.
Well fuck there goes any chance we had of getting away clean. Now we have to get rid of this body as well.
I know. Shit.
Nikolas where are you I want you to
Her words are cut off as a piercing scream escapes from her mouth as she sees her dead husband on the kitchen floor.
The thieves look at each other
Then they both draw their weapons and fire at the woman who drops dead next to her husband.
God damn IT!
Calm the fuck down! We will get rid of her too.
They turn to look at the bodies and as they do they don't see a small raven haired girl peaking at them from around the corner. She is holding a metal bat in her hands.
Ok look we will get rid of these and then we'll finish the job.
The girl creeps closer and is now within spitting distance of the two murderous thieves. She sneaks closer and as she does she raises the bat to strike but before she can the second man turns and grabs the bat before she can.
Well well well what have we here?
Thought you could smash my brains in with this? Naughty girl. You need to be punished!
He strikes her hard across the face and she crumples to the floor. Striding across the room he walks over and picks her up but as he does her hand moves like lightning grabbing the pistol in his belt and pulling it out before firing 4 times into his chest killing him instantly.
John what the fuck are you....
He turns around to see his partner on the floor and his face turns to fury.
You little cunt!
He goes for his gun and before he can draw it she fires again hitting him in the knee dropping him next to his partner.
She walks over to him and puts the pistol to his head and pulls the trigger and a spray of blood and brains splatters the wall .
Suddenly it hits her what has happened and she sits down next to the bodies and starts to cry.
Alexa?
Alexa!
Her mind is snapped into the present as standing in front of her is her manager Orin Boyd and Lashawnda Tyson her bodyguard
Huh? Alexa comes out of her confusion.
We need to talk strategy for Living A Legacy. It's important.
Right. It's not like adversity hadn't played a hand In my life but just like everything else they would fall at her feet. Crushed mercilessly and left laying as casualties in a war in which they were pawns of Frank Foley. Yes he would see that there is no stopping me. The Underground Championship is mine.
The trio walk into Alexa's private dressing room and close the door behind them.
