The scene opened with Latoya Hixx coming from the gorilla position with a towel wiping at her face.
Steve Sayors ran up to her with a microphone in hand.
Steve Sayors: Latoya! Latoya! Can I have a quick word with you, please?
The Storm| Latoya Hixx: What's Good?
Steve was surprised at Latoya's attitude, he went along with what he had dealt with.
Steve Sayors: how does it feel losing along with Razor Blade, someone you're going to be facing in
The Bash Master Classic Semi-Finals.
The Storm| Latoya Hixx: how does it feel? Bro, Man I keep tellin' this roster that they ''ain't like us'; and by that I mean they ain't like me. I've worked harder than any woman to get to where I am, and I stand on that. What you have seen out there, man, that was the talents I was given by god himself. That out there was a Master at work because Steve...
Latoya had the towel on her shoulders, her hands on her hips to catch her breath.
The Storm| Latoya Hixx: Razor Blade and I just went out there and lost the Tag Team Champion, and one of the Bashmasters for The TV Title. I'm comin' I don't know when I'm going to get that title, yo but I'll get there soon enough. All y'all goin see how I do it. Because, Steve, I'm The Storm, I'm... THAT BITCH!
Latoya flexed walking off...
Steve Sayors Back to you guys at ringside.
'' Wrestling has more than one... royal family.''
''Adrenaline, in my soul
Every thought out of control
Do it all to get them off their feet''
The crowd in Los, Angeles gets to their feet, The Song kicks in as the cameras move
toward the stage and Razor Blades steps out walking through the smoke. Razor looks out at The
crowd, a smile on his face as he normally did. Razor glanced around at the fans who were on their
feet, trying to either record or snap a picture of The American Nightmare. Razor Blade begins to hype up
The crowd walks to one side of the stage followed by the other as he continues to hype them up.
Razor was feeding off the adrenaline from this as he made his way back to the center of the stage
taking a few steps forward before he stopped, looking around as he knelt down and tapped the
stage with his fist, before jumping to his feet and spreading his arms out.
'' Crowd is here, about to blow
Waitin' for me to start the show
out the curtain, lights go up I'm home''
'' WHOOOOOOOOOOOOA!''
Huge bursts of pyro went off behind him as you heard the crowd sing along to Razor's Entrance
music before Razor would bring his arm down into a fist pump and one final burst of pyro would go off behind him. The smile remained on Razor's face as he pointed at a few fans in the front row, walking over as he high-fived some of them, even taking a few selfies as well. Razor began making his way down the ramp, walking to the other side to do the same as he stopped at the bottom of the entrance ramp
and made his way over towards the steel steps, tapping it with his hand as he
jogged up them and walked along the ring apron. Razor held onto the top rope as he looked out,
pumping up the crowd again before scaling the turnbuckle he glanced towards Atara Raven and
Marisol Vilaro before he turned his attention to Latoya, the two exchanged nods with one another
before both extended their arms out again as more pyro went off on the stage. Razor smirked
standing there on the turnbuckle, before hopping down into the ring and motioning to the crowd to
make more noise. Razor walked over towards the corner, undoing the button on his suit as he
motioned for a microphone. He took it and began to pace around the ring, glancing around before
turning his attention to both Atara Raven and Marisol Vilaro, standing side by side with Latoya, a grin on his face.
American Nightmare | Razor Blade: So... Los, Angeles...
Cheap pop from the crowd. Razor glanced at the crowd briefly before once more turning his
attention to Atara and Marisol.
American Nightmare | Razor Blade: Atara... Marisol...
Razor licked his lips.
American nightmare| Razor Blade: What do you wanna talk about?
A smirk formed on Razor's face as there was another pop from the crowd.
American Nightmare | Razor Blade: Marisol, I don't think we've been officially meeting one another. So allow me...
Razor paused briefly.
American nightmare| Razor Blade: The undesirable to undeniable, The American nightmare... Razor Blade.
Razor shot a quick glance toward Latoya.
American nightmare| Razor Blade: Now the two of you are out here gloating, pandering to everybody about how successful the two of you have been in this ring. Now credit where is due,
the two of you have. but nothing lasts forever... every story has an ending. come Anarchy at XWF,
when you two defend theme against me and Latoya. for those BashMaster Atara. your story could very well be coming to an end when you and Marisol defend BashMaster where you're inside of the ring with Latoya and me with four other hungry women, including... this woman right here.
Razor pointed towards Latoya.
American Nightmare | Razor Blade: You two may have beaten her once, but everybody knows you can't outsmart us, an asterisk next to it. Come Friday Anarchy... you're not going to retain those tag titles to have an advantage. I've seen people
like you a dime a dozen, I've seen 'em come and I've seen 'em go. you two are no different.
Razor throws an arm around Latoya, both of them smirking as Atara and Marisol see them at ringside. The XWF Universe roars in approval, as the two Marisol and Atara Raven back away, leaving Latoya and Razor to celebrate in the ring as we transition into the next scene.
Steve walked in a different direction.
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