Post by Alexa Black on Sept 25, 2015 9:05:30 GMT -5
Alexa sits silently following her tag team match against Judge and Jury
fuming over yet another loss.
Her hands are folded.
Her mind is always turning and twisting. Her head an ocean of malicious and evil thoughts.
Trauma was a disaster. Another tag team loss and another week of being a tag team that coulda been contenders but just isn't quite there.
She had everything under control
She kicked Judge's head like a NFL linebacker his face looked like 50 miles of bad road. She spiked him like a lawn dart and that SHOULD have been the end of it.
That should have been the mother..fucking END!
I am so so sick of being a might have been!
Her mood is matched by a dark scowl on her face that is flushed and red.
Orin and Lashwanda are sitting there looking at her not quite sure what to say. They look at each other and exchange worried glances they know what Alexa's mood will be.
Another fucking loss. What the fuck happened? We beat the tag team champions clean last week the momentum we had should have given us a good win this week as well.
She stands up and paces the room back and forth with such a fury that you would almost think she was going to walk a hole through the carpet and the floor itself.
Her fists clench and unclench in a pre meditated rage.
You know this shit is starting to get real old real fast. I am not a tag team wrestler I don't belong here.
I belong in the underground where I can thrive and cause misery and suffering which I so love to do.
I feel like the (un)stable is not the answer to the problem but it has become the problem itself. CB and I make a good tag team yes but I don't feel like we have the ability to go all the way.
We just aren't ruthless or willing enough to slaughter the competition.
We need to be merciless!
If I had my way I would be breaking necks and crippling the competition until we were the only ones left. But I'm being held back and it's just killing me. To be the best there has to be only one. Only one can be THE team. The champions. It's that goddamn simple. But do I want to be in a team?
I have to ask myself is it time to walk away? Do I have anything left to give at this point?
Fucked if I know.
She turns to Orin and Lashawnda and says.
"Let's get out of here."
The trio leaves backstage and the door closes behind them with a click. A big black Mercedes ML 63 AMG sits in the parking lot gleaming in the light of a lamp post. Lashawnda opens the driver aside door and gets in. She puts the key into the ignition and turns it and the car rumbles into life.
Orin opens the passenger side door and Alexa enters the vehicle and slides into the plush black leather seat and Orin gets in after her.
The following day Alexa is in a wrestling ring with Orin and Lashawnda sitting rings side watching on. It's a training day and she wants to get as much time in ring as she can to prepare for the Deadly Rumble. She hit the gym at 5 and worked every muscle to the max.
Her face is stone cold and one of complete concentration. She is all focus and all hyped as she instructs the wrestlers in their duties and they look on and nod approvingly
The wrestlers are of various sizes and backgrounds and all of them are eager to get in the ring and show what they have got.
3 of them exit the ring and only one remains.
The one who remains is a tall muscular black man. His frame is slender but built and stacked with rippled muscles. He stands about 6"3 and around 250 lbs. His head is shaved and he has a five o clock shadow on his granite jaw.
She smiles and taunts him
"Come on Charlie!"
He charges forward and they lock up
With neither able to get the advantage. Charlie locks up with Alexa again and slaps on a side headlock clamping down to apply pressure directly on her head and neck.
Smiling cockily he continues to apply pressure but his smile quickly fades as Alexa powers out with a countering Back Suplex driving him down into to the mat.
Grabbing him by the head she lifts him up and body slams the larger man almost easily again sending him crashing down back first.
She begins stomping away on her downed opponent repeatedly slamming her boots into his body arms legs head and even his feet screeching all the while.
She hauls him up and whips him into the ropes and catches him on the rebound with a snap powerslam.
She quickly climbs up to the middle rope and prepares to drop and elbow but Charlie sees it coming am sticks his boot up slamming it into her jaw!
Stunned Alexa reels back and Charlie goes on the offensive with right hands to the head and to the gut. Grabbing her arm he connects with numerous short arm clotheslines one after the other the last one flipping her for a loop.
He waits till she gets up and clotheslines her over the top rope but she lands on the apron. Seeing this he charges in to Alexa who counters with a shoulder block and a hard knee lift sending him backwards.
She re enters the ring and sets him up into a powerbomb position then into the Gory Special before spiking him with the Widowmaker!. Lifting him up into a Fireman's carry she dumps him out and over the top rope to the floor.
"Next!"
Three more wrestlers enter the ring and immediately go to work attacking Alexa in tandem. Raining down kicks and punches they wear her down quickly and nail a double suplex. They continue to pound away before whipping her into an opposite corner . The first wrestler follows up with a corner clothesline and the other a Superkick that rocks Alexa.
They back her up and try to force her over the ropes but she retaliates with an eye rake and a low blow quickly throwing the second wrestler out she then grabs the first and drops him with a Cradle DDT before throwing him out to join his partner on the floor.
The last man left looks shaken but regains his composure and begins to come at Alexa but as he charges in he is met with a Facebreaker dropping him like a sack of potatoes.
She hauls him up and drops him with the Black Widow before dumping him out as well.
"That was not good enough. You get a five minute break then we are going again! I don't want you holding back I want you to kick my ass! There isn't going to be any mercy shown by my rumble opponents and I won't show any mercy either."
"I am declaring here and now that I will destroy anyone and everyone who crosses my path!
Be you Black Hand or (un)Stable or neither I'm not going to leave anyone standing.
I am the Black Widow a lethal poison seeping through PCW.
None shall survive.
fuming over yet another loss.
Her hands are folded.
Her mind is always turning and twisting. Her head an ocean of malicious and evil thoughts.
Trauma was a disaster. Another tag team loss and another week of being a tag team that coulda been contenders but just isn't quite there.
She had everything under control
She kicked Judge's head like a NFL linebacker his face looked like 50 miles of bad road. She spiked him like a lawn dart and that SHOULD have been the end of it.
That should have been the mother..fucking END!
I am so so sick of being a might have been!
Her mood is matched by a dark scowl on her face that is flushed and red.
Orin and Lashwanda are sitting there looking at her not quite sure what to say. They look at each other and exchange worried glances they know what Alexa's mood will be.
Another fucking loss. What the fuck happened? We beat the tag team champions clean last week the momentum we had should have given us a good win this week as well.
She stands up and paces the room back and forth with such a fury that you would almost think she was going to walk a hole through the carpet and the floor itself.
Her fists clench and unclench in a pre meditated rage.
You know this shit is starting to get real old real fast. I am not a tag team wrestler I don't belong here.
I belong in the underground where I can thrive and cause misery and suffering which I so love to do.
I feel like the (un)stable is not the answer to the problem but it has become the problem itself. CB and I make a good tag team yes but I don't feel like we have the ability to go all the way.
We just aren't ruthless or willing enough to slaughter the competition.
We need to be merciless!
If I had my way I would be breaking necks and crippling the competition until we were the only ones left. But I'm being held back and it's just killing me. To be the best there has to be only one. Only one can be THE team. The champions. It's that goddamn simple. But do I want to be in a team?
I have to ask myself is it time to walk away? Do I have anything left to give at this point?
Fucked if I know.
She turns to Orin and Lashawnda and says.
"Let's get out of here."
The trio leaves backstage and the door closes behind them with a click. A big black Mercedes ML 63 AMG sits in the parking lot gleaming in the light of a lamp post. Lashawnda opens the driver aside door and gets in. She puts the key into the ignition and turns it and the car rumbles into life.
Orin opens the passenger side door and Alexa enters the vehicle and slides into the plush black leather seat and Orin gets in after her.
The following day Alexa is in a wrestling ring with Orin and Lashawnda sitting rings side watching on. It's a training day and she wants to get as much time in ring as she can to prepare for the Deadly Rumble. She hit the gym at 5 and worked every muscle to the max.
Her face is stone cold and one of complete concentration. She is all focus and all hyped as she instructs the wrestlers in their duties and they look on and nod approvingly
The wrestlers are of various sizes and backgrounds and all of them are eager to get in the ring and show what they have got.
3 of them exit the ring and only one remains.
The one who remains is a tall muscular black man. His frame is slender but built and stacked with rippled muscles. He stands about 6"3 and around 250 lbs. His head is shaved and he has a five o clock shadow on his granite jaw.
She smiles and taunts him
"Come on Charlie!"
He charges forward and they lock up
With neither able to get the advantage. Charlie locks up with Alexa again and slaps on a side headlock clamping down to apply pressure directly on her head and neck.
Smiling cockily he continues to apply pressure but his smile quickly fades as Alexa powers out with a countering Back Suplex driving him down into to the mat.
Grabbing him by the head she lifts him up and body slams the larger man almost easily again sending him crashing down back first.
She begins stomping away on her downed opponent repeatedly slamming her boots into his body arms legs head and even his feet screeching all the while.
She hauls him up and whips him into the ropes and catches him on the rebound with a snap powerslam.
She quickly climbs up to the middle rope and prepares to drop and elbow but Charlie sees it coming am sticks his boot up slamming it into her jaw!
Stunned Alexa reels back and Charlie goes on the offensive with right hands to the head and to the gut. Grabbing her arm he connects with numerous short arm clotheslines one after the other the last one flipping her for a loop.
He waits till she gets up and clotheslines her over the top rope but she lands on the apron. Seeing this he charges in to Alexa who counters with a shoulder block and a hard knee lift sending him backwards.
She re enters the ring and sets him up into a powerbomb position then into the Gory Special before spiking him with the Widowmaker!. Lifting him up into a Fireman's carry she dumps him out and over the top rope to the floor.
"Next!"
Three more wrestlers enter the ring and immediately go to work attacking Alexa in tandem. Raining down kicks and punches they wear her down quickly and nail a double suplex. They continue to pound away before whipping her into an opposite corner . The first wrestler follows up with a corner clothesline and the other a Superkick that rocks Alexa.
They back her up and try to force her over the ropes but she retaliates with an eye rake and a low blow quickly throwing the second wrestler out she then grabs the first and drops him with a Cradle DDT before throwing him out to join his partner on the floor.
The last man left looks shaken but regains his composure and begins to come at Alexa but as he charges in he is met with a Facebreaker dropping him like a sack of potatoes.
She hauls him up and drops him with the Black Widow before dumping him out as well.
"That was not good enough. You get a five minute break then we are going again! I don't want you holding back I want you to kick my ass! There isn't going to be any mercy shown by my rumble opponents and I won't show any mercy either."
"I am declaring here and now that I will destroy anyone and everyone who crosses my path!
Be you Black Hand or (un)Stable or neither I'm not going to leave anyone standing.
I am the Black Widow a lethal poison seeping through PCW.
None shall survive.
