Jenny, now in the hallway, brings the phone back to her ear.

"Bruce........"

The old mans voice was as raspy as ever. So much for quitting cigarettes.

"Jenny......"

"Bruce, ever since you disappeared after Chris lost the belt to Reno, he has went off the deep end. It has consumed him. He is a totally different person. He feels like you abandoned him."

A sigh came from the other line.

"You know I have health issues, right, Jen?"

She wasn't trying to hear it.

"Yeah, and I am on my period. Look Bruce it doesn't matter. You were like a father to him, the only one he has ever had. This isn't the Chris I know. He is tearing AX3 apart....what I worry about is that he will get in too deep. Jim Caedus isn't someone to fuck with."

"I know. Jim is a hell of a competitor. But he is rightfully the champion."

Jenny rolled her eyes. "Look, old man, you are Chris's best friend and mentor. I don't know you from a hoe in the wall but the way he talks....well, talked.....about you, you are the greatest thing since sliced bread. Have you given more thought to coming up to North Carolina for Warfare?"

"A bit short notice, don't you think?"

"Okay, well even if you don't come to Warfare.......you need to be at the Pay Per View in my hometown. Something big is going to go down and good or bad, Chris needs you there."

There was some shuffling on the line on the other end.

"I need you there."

Ending the phone call she shook her head and stared at the screen, almost as if in amazement. He had hung up on her mid sentence.




Walking back into the big media room, she sat down and crossed her legs, rolling her eyes and letting out a sigh.

"Can we just finish this?"

Steve leaned forward and turned the little red light near the base of the egg light to ON.

"So, Jenny, I have a feeling there is more here that I am sure the XWF Community would LOVE to know."

She huffed a bit to herself.

"I am sure they would Steve, but I don't give a fuck what you or anyone else wants to hear. You will hear what I decided to tell you. I have the power here. I have the control. You need this interview a hell of a lot more than I do. Or are the part time checks keeping your studio apartment furnished? I would love to be able to open the refrigerator from my bed---"

"Okay, I get the point. Tell me what you want to tell me, then."

She grinned a wicked grin.

"Thaddeus Duke, the boy king who seems to think that he is a cross between 18 and 3 years old...I still don't get that by the way.....has been kicking people around for far too long. He talks a big game, but he can't back it up. I have seen guys like him before. But with all of this posturing and tough talk he slings around like children in a sandbox, he still wasn't able to get into Dolly's pants. Maybe that is why he did what he did, and why he says what he says about me, pure sexual frustration. He probably showed it to her, and she probably laughed. It probably looks like a baby carrot......

Anyways. Thaddeus thinks that anyone gives a shit about his long drawn out stories about how he began and building rocket ships or whatever the hell he is doing........one moment it is the Vatican, the next moment he's in some virtual reality world...........He is more delusional than I thought. He is really sick. Someone should help this poor soul."

Steve leaned forward, he looked annoyed.

"Ms. Myst...it is clear you are a little fire cracker, and I respect that, but you said you had a deep dark story to tell us and all you have done is turn this into a shoot about your Warfare opponent. Are you going to tell us this deep story or should I just put the cameras on you and let you get your feminine rage out?"

Jenny looked at him, there was hate in her eyes.

After a deep breath, she continued.

"Steve, have you ever been held down and forced to do something against your will? Have you ever been beaten on, kicked, knocked around, and called names that weren't true for the soul purpose of degrading you? Have you ever cried for days at a time because you felt worthless? Have you ever had your hair pulled damn near out of your head while being choked by a belt simply because that is what someone paid for?"

She grabbed the desk and shoved the chair back, shoving it against the wall.

"Have you ever begged someone to stop until you are hoarse in the throat, pleading with them through tear filled eyes not to hurt you an more but knowing full well that they weren't going to stop?! That your pleas would only make it last longer, and harder? I don't think you have. Have you ever been dropped off at a place that your foster father arranged with weird men simply because he can't pay a debt he owes to the mob? No, fuck that, have you ever even HAD foster parents? Your parents never wanted you, never cared for you, they didn't even know if you still existed!"

She was yelling now, tears beginning to form.

"You would go to bed every night just hoping, praying, that you would die because you couldn't take the bed bug bites anymore? Have you?! Have you ever felt that killing yourself wouldn't do you a favor but would do everyone else a favor because you felt like nobody wanted you on this earth anymore?!"

Steve's eyes went wide.

"You want to know why I wear so much makeup? To cover the bruises of the past. They aren't there anymore, but before I met Chris I couldn't leave the house without concealer because I looked like a circus freak! Steve..........do you know what is REALLY fucked? That isn't even 10 percent of it. You have NO IDEA what goes through this pretty blonde head. Do you know what kind of person that makes? What kind of demon that creates?!"

Steve shook his head and like a shark launching at its prey she came across the desk and pulled him towards her......

"A demon that has no regrets, doesn't give a fuck, and has nothing to lose."

With that she grabbed the pepper spray like a quick draw pistol and sprayed it in Steve's face, eliciting a scream from him. He fell back in his chair and before he knew it she was on top of him. She had a pen to his throat, threatening to push it into his Adam's Apple.

She said through panted breaths, "Thaddeus Duke has no idea what he is in for..........the XWF has no idea what they are in for.........and AX3 has no idea what they are in for."

She smiled, running her fingers over his lips.

"Do you know why they call me sex, metal, barbie, chaos? Why they call me the Diva of the Damned?"

He shook his head, eyes wide.

"It's simple Stevie," she said with a giggle, "Sex......" she rubbed her crotch over him like a stripper giving a lap dance. She slid down into him, licking her lips.

"Metal."

She threw her head back and forth as if she were head banging.

"Barbie." She smiled a pretty smile, tossing her hair back and batting her eye lashes......

"And this is my favorite part...............CHAOS"

She kneed Steve in the groin and threw the pen, hitting the intern in the throat. Taking the cameras they yelled out like a wild animal and threw them behind her, trashing them.

After the room was trashed she surveyed the damage. She looked at Steve, who was rolling around on the ground holding his man business. Smiling a sick smile she winked and blew a kiss.

"I'll be back for Part Two after I made Roxy my BITCH".

She walked out of the room, letting it slam behind her.

Duke, I actually feel bad that out of all the AX3 members that I have to be the one to bring you down a couple pegs. Not Chris, not Main, not Graves......the only other possibility would be Caedus at the PPV......but if I have my way you won't make it to the Pay Per View. I am going to teach you a lesson. You heard that old quote Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned will you have no idea what men have done to me and I'm going to take all that aggression out on you. Thaddeus, you can hit me as hard as you want, I will continue to get up. I want you to punish me, torture me, make me scream, because unlike most people on this roster, I LIKE pain. It is all I have ever felt. I have had my soul crushed and my spirit broken. I am soulless, emotionless, and down right evil. So go ahead, tell us a little fantasy tail, let us know your origins and how you began......get people on your side.......that is just more hearts that I can and will break when I pin you 1-2-3. We can't strike, dive, kick, whatever. I don't need any of those things to beat you Thaddeus because my entire life I have had to beat the odds. My entire life I have had to overcomes things seemingly not in my favor. So this is just a new challenge, a new obstacle, a new adventure.........and I will survive. I will not only survive, I will conquer these stipulations and I will take the number 1 contender's hopes and dreams and I will crush them into dust..............just..........like..............this...........



I'll see you at Warfare, Thaddeus."

Smacking the camera, it falls to the floor and cuts to static.