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Zoey Ryback · (08-01-2014)

My body Slams against the mat again, drawing the breath from my lungs. He lowers his knee down resting it against my neck, forcing my jaw sideways against the mat. As he twists I feel my skin stretch, its getting harder and harder to breath. I kick him in the back of the head, but he shakes it off, only applying more pressure. Another knee doesn't faze him, what do I have to do to get this kid off of me? I push against his knee, forcing it upwards, I catch enough time to roll out from under him. But he leaps into the air, spinning with his arms and quickly dropping the front of his foot against my chest, the force sends me sliding across the mat. He takes a couple steps back into the corner, I cough as I catch my breath.

"Your better than this Zoey."

"I can't do it Nick, your too strong."

"Thats bullshit!

He comes at me again, sprinting across the ring, quickly, I dive out of the way, dropping my foot down in front of his, I force his face against the turnbuckle, once, twice, he catches the rope with his foot and forces both of us back into the center of the ring. He spins, catching me with his elbow, I stumble backwards and he hits me with a clothesline, sky, ground, sky, ground. He takes a breath and steps away.

"Your a woman Zoey, nine times out of ten you'll be fighting someone who is going to be able to out-muscle you. I'm not the biggest guy, and I wasn't in my days, so believe me when I say I know what its like to be outgunned. With some of these guys, they will get overconfident in the thought that you are weaker than they are. Use It."

"Sudden Overwhelming force, how can you fight something like that?"

"Your not stupid, you have to think faster than they do, you have to be able to keep a cool head, and understand the situation, before anything else Zoey know that you can win, but you have to be able to fight.

I take a deep breath before leaping to my feet again, Nick smirks, taking a few steps around the center of the ring before taunting me with a hand gesture. The smile on my face creeps up, I shake it off and charge. The sound of us colliding makes my ears ring, I scoop him up by the loops on his belt and throw him into the corner. Dropping one elbow, then another, and another, he catches the last one and spins me around, kicking me in the lower back and forcing me back into the center of the ring.

"Dont just Attack, Think!

He grabs me from behind, locked in a full nelson, he sweeps me up into the air but I kick my legs straight into the air, using the momentum to fall across his back, I bring my weight down, landing on my feet I use the force to bring him up over my back and slam him face first against the mat. He coughs momentarily but I can't give him a second, I grab a handful of hair and throw him into the ropes, he ducks a clothesline, my vision narrows again, I can feel my heartbeat in my chest, as I turn its like everything is in slow motion, I can see the sweat in the air, my hair blowing as my body turns, I can feel the vibrations of his footsteps against the canvas, he cant dodge my Blaster Jack. As his body hits the floor, everything picks back up, my body begins to calm, and the ringing in my ears has stopped. I take a couple steps back, catching my breath as he lies on the canvas. A smile painted across his face. He coughs, and sputters for a moment before slowly rolling onto his stomach.

"See *Cough*, now your thinkin', it takes a disfunctional mother fucker to bust someone in their head like that."

"Hey I fuckin' tried man."

Slowly Nick begins to get to his feet.

"And thats actually really what I was looking for, can you feel it slowing down? As the adrenaline kicks in? Its almost like time expands, you have exactly the same thing I Have, and mental ability to harness a situation, and make it your own. Zoey, this is why your here, this is why you can make it, its going to take some time, but after what happened last week, against Mastermind. I think you need to concentrate more, theres alot of skill, but you have to clean it up. I can help you, I want to help you, because other people might not see it, but I do."

"Haha, Shut Up Man, there ain't nothin' to see."

"You have to stop that, because thats what everyone else in that line is going to say to you, that there is nothing in you to see, you have to go out there every single week and prove them wrong Zoey, you have to live for that."

I Step to the side of the ring, grabbing the towel off the rope and wiping the sweat off my face. Nick steps over, a bottle of water in his hand, he takes a drink and passes it to me before hopping out of the ring.

"Remember Zoey, you can make these moments your own, concentrate, dedicate, and dominate.

I nod my head, truer words had never been spoken. I turn to face the ring, as the light dangles from the rafters overhead, the smell of stale sweat lingering in the air. And the feeling of his knee against my neck. These moments will be mine...

Concentrate... Dedicate... Dominate.

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-The Shoot-

The fans of the XWF are crowding the arena, the pre-show outside is in full effect, autographs, and photos, games and give-aways, inside, Zoey steps out of the shower, dropping her towel on the floor, her body hidden behind her locker room door. She throws a shirt on and a pair of Devil Wears Prada board shorts and turns to the camera.

"Hello again XWF, The Nation, whatever it is you call yourselves. Its been a while since I got the chance to stand in front of a camera, needless to say I Think I've got a lot more on my plate than most of the people who walk the halls of the XWF every week. But I could go on and on about that, what I'm here for is something very simple. After the events of last week, after I showed the fans, as well as the locker room that I am here to stay. After I laid Mastermind at my feet and got the 3 count. What else could they possibly have in store for someone like me? If most of these kids had their way, I would no doubt be just like any one of the other XWF Divas, strutting to that ring in almost nothing, having this or that to do with any random person who batted an eye at me. But the more you get to know me, the more you'll realize thats just not who I am. So all these passes, all these compliments, these comments, aren't needed, because frankly, I'm over it."

"This week, they lined me up with a 6-Man, I guess they must think I Need some sort of practice, now that Frodo and Mastermind drafted me into their ranks for the triples tournament. And really, now that all that nasty business with Mastermind is done I really and truly can't wait to fight along side him. With the show that he put on last week, the fight he gave me, how could the outcome be anything other than victory? Frodo, I really do hope that all the hype I always hear from the locker room isn't just that. I barely know anything about you, I guess I should do some research. But I guess that too, will have to wait. This week my Partners are Aaron Reigns, and a man known to the world as simply, Proxy. Now, whether or not either of these two are about anything they've said this week still has yet to be proven. They are both tenacious, and talented as anyone could ask for. But do they really have what it takes to stand up in that ring? Can they do the things that I am prepared to do? I guess we'll have to wait and See.

Aaron, The Tank of our team, came out of the gate with so much to say, so many words for the fans, for the competition. But who are you really? Other than a rippling set of abs, and the mentality that "You are Wrestling." Because your in my corner, I might think about giving you the benefit of the doubt. Taking in everything you've said this week and putting it into the back of my mind. But then theres another part of me, that part that can't help but notice that you too have one of those gimmicks that you claim to hate so much. The Monster, the Powerhouse, and I really hope there is so much more to you than just that. You can talk some good talk, but when it comes time to step into that ring I can't have you missing a single step. Are you ready? Do you really think your ready? I guess it really doesnt matter, these kids standing across from us are simple at best. I Just hope that everything that was said this week, was worth something Aaron, don't fuck this up.

But then theres the other man standing in my corner, Proxy. Who thinks that he brings some sort of "Down To Earth" Mentality to the team. Okay, we Get it, you have a grasp on the situation because you think you step outside of the box to see it. Guess what, I didn't come to the XWF to talk up to someone like you. It doesn't really matter what someone does with their lives outside the ring, doesnt really matter if their a drug addict, a dealer, or a straight up criminal, but if you walk down to that ring and give your all every week, then we have something to talk about. Something that I think you can see, something I Think you understand better than other people. But what is it all for? You, like Aaron, dont think that I was even coming this week. Here I am... What have you to say now? Any witty remarks? Anything at all? I made it clear last week, that I am in the XWF for one reason, business, to build myself. And to me, it kind of seems like you are one of those people who wants to use Aaron and Myself as some sort of stepping stone, dont think your going to stand on my shoulders. I've already got enough weight on them as it is.

But now we come to our opponents, the first of which, the most interesting, Gator. Now I hear you, I am sexy, but available to someone like you is something completely different. Who are you? Your approach to this match at first seemed respectful, what did Aaron's stereotypical buff guy bullshit knock all that out of you? Gator, whatever you think of me doesn't really matter. Because believe me when I say that if you respected me before, your going to respect me alot more after. Its one thing to sit by and watch someone perform, and another thing to actually stand across the ring from that same person. Am I right? So both of us are on the same page, I am going to hurt you this week, and maybe you'll enjoy it. I dont know, I'm not into that sort of thing, but judging by that mask and your cooky/wacky persona I wouldn't be surprised if you were actual into a little BDSM. Haha, whatever the case may be Gator, I want you and your team to be ready.

And Finally, Socrates, now everyones been making sort of a fuss over the fact that there is some Greek guy in this match. But what the hell does that really matter? If the man comes out to fight, than the man comes out to fight. And really, if I Could just sit back and watch Aaron and this man fight, then thats a show in and of itself. But somehow this man has it in his mind, much like Aaron, that he is in fact "Gods Gift to Wrestling" But I guess all of us sort of have that in our minds now don't we? No. Socrates, Aaron is one thing, but if you find yourself looking across the ring at me. I Hope you strapped your fucking Boots on because the shit will get thick as fuck.

This week, the possibilities are endless, this match could go so many different ways, with so many different outcomes. I Hope the XWF and its fans are ready, everyone is coming out firing on all cylinders, trying to make a name for themselves. But really, only one team can come out on top, and looking around at the people standing next to me, I can only think of one outcome. Kyle, Gator, Socrates, I hope this week has been good for you, I hope you've said all you need to say, because when the bell rings tonight, it all will come crashing down, and I will be happy to be the one that does it for you. Aaron, Proxy, whatever happens tonight, my words stand. I will make this run, make this work, but remember that I didn't come here for this. Until then Guys, Have a Nice Day.

She winks at the camera, the shot fades to black

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