X-treme Wrestling Federation

The Attack and The Challenge:
After the match on Saturday Night Shove It, Swift Ion was backstage running off at the mouth about Alexandra Callaway’s win over him and the other competitors in the ladder match, for a contract to face the Television Champion. Alexandra overheard this little complaint and answered with one of her own on Monday Night Madness, when Ion’s match had just ended she made her way out to the ring and brutally attacked him. So he proceeded to challenge her for her Television Title Contract. However he forgot to offer something up in return, she gave him the option to walk away, or accept her terms. Her terms: if she wins he’s her slave for two weeks. If she loses, he gets her contract. So the match was accepted by Mr. Paul Heyman and is set to take place this Monday night, in Cleveland, Ohio. So what do you do when someone likes to run off at the mouth about you? You take it to the ring. And that’s exactly what Alexandra Callaway plans to do. The best lesson Ion could ever learn, do not fuck with a Callaway. You mess with a Callaway; we have a tendency to put you in your place. That’s the plain and simple truth.

The Storm Rages on:
Alexandra was going to do something that she normally wouldn’t do. Normally she would be off on some grand adventure with Satty, fighting Zombie’s, or watching the Perseid Meteor Shower in Central Park. This time, was different. This time, she was going straight forward, rage mode. Swift Ion or Ion X as he now wished to be called had struck a chord with her. He had brought about a new form of torture to spring into her mind.

“Ion, you want to run your mouth about things you have no clue about. You want to walk around this company and say that you had that match won, and I stole it from you. Newsflash, I’m not a good guy. Okay, deal with that. No one around XWF even likes you, and if they do, they are only saying it so when they get with their friends later, they can laugh about you behind your back. Truth of the matter is, no matter how much I sit here and shit talk you, that’s not going to help me win. Calling you worthless, talentless, and a waste of roster space, isn’t going to give me the strength I need to win.”

Alexandra pauses, rising from the seat she was sitting in. Wait, was that a throne? Is that King Madison’s throne? No, it’s different. A throne made more for her, tailored to who she was. It was silver, with blue cushions. Alexandra stepped down a few steps towards where the camera was sitting, focusing her eyes on it. She brought her well-manicured hand to her face, placing her finger on her lip. She’s looking at camera as Satty walks into the cameras view wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, Alexandra closes her eyes. The room seems filled with a surge of energy, as she leans back against him, enjoying his warmth. She brought her eyes back up to the camera.

“Ion, I cannot believe that you even stood there and challenged me. Me, of all people you could possibly step to. You chose one of the best damned wrestlers on this roster. Look at what I have accomplished in the short amount of time that I have been here. I’ve gone up against some of the best there is here, and came close to defeating Sebastian Duke. Meanwhile you were getting defeated by a Table. A TABLE! It’s a damned shame that Table will not be out there with us tonight. But that’s no matter; tonight is going to start a totally new life for you. A life in obscurity with the rest of the bottom feeders, hey you could be their King. Because it’s the only place you will ever have any control, in the land of losers.”

Alexandra takes another moment to pause as Satty whispers something in her ear. She smirks and looks into the camera once more. She began to draw her promo to a close, finding nothing else to really say to the child who had farfetched dreams. There was nothing he could do to pull her down.

“When you climb into that ring tonight, you are not getting into it with someone who doesn’t know what they are doing. You are getting in there with a woman who is driven and determined to put you in your place. I will show you exactly what happens to people who insult the name of Callaway. I'm coming for you, with all the fury of a Hurricane, and I will rock you to your very core.”

With that the camera faded out on the image of her and Satty walking back up to the throne, where he sat down, and she sat in his lap. The man who came from the stars, and his girl who thrives in moonlight, locked together in a tight embrace.

The Solace I’ve found in you:
“Satty, you are my inspiration and my strength. In you I found my solace. Because of you, I’ve found myself.”

“You will always have me Callaway.”

Alexandra stayed in the embrace with Satty, a soft smile crossing her face. The broke the hold they had on each other, and then stepped down off the throne and Satty opened his hand holding it up to a wall. A portal opened and they walked through it, disappearing from view.