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Amber Dawn · (04-16-2018)

Amber Dawn sat in her hotel room, the stench of tequila, vodka, and cigarettes filled the room as she put out her menthol flavored cigarette into one of the nearby empty beer bottles on the night stand next to her bed. She held a copy of E.L. James book “Fifty Shades of Grey” in front of her as she finished reading the final chapter. To most women this book was nothing more than amateur pornography, an orgasmic pleasure that had most women dreaming about the man known as Mr. Grey. Amber Dawn however looked at the book as nothing more than a copy of Mad magazine or even Cracked, finding the writing to be boring and not very entertaining. The book was without a doubt written for the lonely housewife whose husband was not satisfying her the way she craved. Hell half of what was in the book Amber Dawn had already done before she even turned twenty one.

She closed the book in disappointment and tossed it on the floor amongst the rest of the havoc in the room. It was clear that the hotel room had seen better days, people had been in and out of it over the last few days partying as if it were the seventies again. It was new being on the road, the last few years Amber had been competing in local wrestling promotions, and was actually surprised when she had gotten a phone call from the XWF, her newest employer. Apparently the XWF had been scouting her for the last few months and were impressed by her unorthodox fighting style, and the dark energy that followed her. She was obviously a loose cannon, and without a doubt a liability, but one the XWF wanted to take a chance on. Amber was something the XWF and its fans had not seen in a long time, but there was a secret hunger that she had to keep fed in order to keep her sanity.

There was no secret that Amber Dawn had lived a troubled life as a child, the rumors of her home in Hollow Way Missouri known as the “Horror House” was not a surprise to anyone with a computer and access to the internet. Hell her entire life story was told with just a simple search of her full name. That horrific life had drove her to the brink of insanity, her ability to trust others and actually live a normal life was impossible. Sarah, her childhood friend who she had met in an orphanage was the only person she could tolerate to be around and that was only because she was as damaged as Amber was. What the XWF didn’t know about their newly signed talent was that she was pure evil, a sadist, and a killer.

Killing to Amber Dawn was a need, a necessity. It is what completed her and made her feel whole, and up to this point she had been damn good at it. One of the main reasons she had never been caught was because of familiarity. Over the past two years she had conducted her business in her hometown of Hollow Way Missouri using the house that was left to her as her kill room. She never took victims from the town itself, but always traveled to the surrounding areas to find her prey and cleaned up after herself thoroughly. Now she found herself in a predicament, once signing with the XWF she gave up her freedom to come and go as she pleased, and now that she would be traveling the world, place to place it would be harder for her to feed her need.

So why did she join the XWF? A question her childhood friend had been asking Amber the day she signed the dotted line with the wrestling federation. Amber Dawn believed it was time to answer that question, she owed that much to her friend Sarah, especially since she had stuck with her throughout all the years, never once judging her for who she was or what she did, no matter how horrific. It was almost serendipitous, as Amber Dawn sat there thinking she owed Sarah an answer, her friend slowly opened her eyes stretching from her once fetal position on the couch.

AMBER DAWN: “Well, well isn’t it nice of you to finally wake up and join the land of the living.”

Amber Dawn said as she stood up from her hotel room bed, the sheet falling from her body as she stretched her legs out as well. The glow from the neon light outside of their room beamed off of Ambers perfectly tan naked body almost looking like that of an angel. However anyone that truly knew Amber knew she was no angel.

SARAH: “How long have I been out?”

Sarah asked as she slightly opened her mouth letting out a small yawn. Amber Dawn ignored her questioned and instead picked up her cell phone from the nightstand and slid her finger across the front unlocking it, then tossed it over to Sarah who caught it with cat like reflexes. Sarah rubbed the sleep away from her eyes and then looked down at the phone scanning it intensely.

SARAH: “Is this for real?”

Sarah asked in disbelief as she scanned over the phone once again, plopping back down on the couch behind her. Amber Dawn reached behind her snagging a shirt off of her bed and slipped in on over her head covering up her perfectly rounded breasts. She made her way over to the couch and took a seat next to Sarah and waited for her to finish reading what was on the phone.

SARAH: “So your first match in the XWF is this Roxy Cotton’s Bombshell Battle Royal against ten other women?”

AMBER DAWN: “It seems that way.”

Amber Dawn answered letting out a light sinister snicker. Most new competitors would be worried with a match of such high caliber as their way of debuting into a company, but it was moments like this that made Amber Dawn strive for success and dig deep to show everyone just how dangerous and menacing she truly was.

AMBER DAWN: “It doesn’t matter if it was ten other men I was competing against, it doesn’t change how the match will end, me with my hand held high in victory.”

SARAH: “I have no doubt that is true, but what gives you so much confidence? Your walking into a game and know none of the players?”

Amber Dawn stood up from the couch and made her way over to the hotel rooms mini fridge and opened it pulling out a cold bottle of corona. She placed the lid on a nearby counter top and smacked the top with her hand sending the metal cap flying across the room. The lifted the clear bottle up to her lips and took a drink of the cold beverage, the coolness slowly flowing down her throat. Amber Dawn placed the bottle of beer on the counter top and walked over to the rooms large picture window pushing the drapes back and peering down at the city life below. A few pedestrians passing by looked up and saw the half clothed and lower delights of Ambers body. Most women would have let out a small yelp and embarrassingly shot out of view, but Amber was a different kind of woman, things like nudity didn’t phase her in the slightest.

AMBER DAWN: “And that is the answer to your question Sarah. Why am I so confident going into a fight against competitors I don’t know? Because I have the upper hand, if I don’t know anything about these women, then they don’t know anything about me. This is a match that has been in the works for a while, throwing me in last minute as my debut match has to irritate them to no end. A “newbie” of the company allowed to enter into a match of this caliber last minute. This tells them that I have all the talent in the world, but also frustrates them knowing that I haven’t proven myself at all in this company and have been offered the opportunity of a lifetime, while the rest of them have poured blood, sweat and tears into that ring for years.”

Amber Dawn stepped away from the window as a few pedestrians below pulled out their phones snapping a quick picture of her bare ass. What disgusting pigs. Probably married and in town on business, snapping pictures of total strangers so that they could go back to their room later and rub one out instead of calling their wives. These were the people that Amber Dawn hated and wanted to end the world of. It caused her to urge to kill to intensify, but she knew that this was not the time or place. It could be easily tied back to her, for so now she would have to play nice while she was in town, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t have fun while she was there.

SARAH: “So you are not at all worried about this match at all?”

Amber Dawn picked up the beer bottle from the counter and took another drink realizing it wasn’t as cold when she first opened it, but the taste still satisfied her thirst.

AMBER DAWN: “Worried no, but intrigued yes.”

SARAH: “And what is it that is so intriguing about it?”

AMBER DAWN: “Mandii Rider. Even though she is not part of the match, winning this match will put me in the spotlight, one that she will see.”

SARAH: “And what is about her that is so intriguing?”

AMBER DAWN: “Pain. I can see it in her eyes. I can see that she has been wandering for years never really feeling complete, never understanding people, even those she pretends are closest to her. Her and I are the same, both instruments of a vile and disgusting family, she may not see or feel it yet, but she needs me, and I need her. Together we are two complete strangers who will complete one another, and these other ten women are nothing more than stepping stones for me to get closer to her. Mandii and I are not only each others soul mates, but there is a third that completes us, and that is the one closest to her, Robert Main.”

Amber Dawn ran her hands through her hair and down her chest and to her legs, the thought of Mandii Rider and Robert Main was her version of 50 Shades of Grey. Both were dark and suffering just like Amber, but together the three could complete one another and become the most unstoppable force in the XWF, all Amber had to do was show them, and what better way than beating the hell out of ten other women to become the Bombshell Battle Royal Champion on her debuting match. The XWF was headed for dark times, dark times where three would prevail, while the rest would pay homage to them.

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