I hate doing this. With all the fiber of my being.

I told myself I would not latch on to anyone in professional wrestling. I wanted to be able to do this all on my own. Sure, I have Boris...or, better to say, Boris has me. For a while, I considered Ruby to be a close friend of mine, but with Kenzi Grey turning out to be a horrific human being, I don't know who I can trust anymore.

However, I went to Centurion once for advice. So I figured I might as well do it again.

So that's why I'm in Chicago, standing in Centurion's kitchen. I don't want him to train me. I don't want him to tell me what to do. All I need is some advice - where should I go from here? If anyone knows how to come back from being knocked down, as well as getting revenge on those who have wronged you, it's him.

"Is high quality Boris made Slav mead!"

Of course, this conversation can't happen if Boris gets him too fucked up, which is a possibility at this point.

Last time Boris hung out with Centurion, he got Centurion to trashed that he somehow lost his pants in the dishwasher. Now, to repay Centurion for his hospitality, Boris has brought a case of homemade mead to the apartment. The stuff tastes fine enough, but it's the kind of alcohol that will drop you on your ass if you're not careful.

"Boris, when did you have time to make homemade mead...or a home, for that matter?"

"Boris makes in bathroom of Two Trees. Is no problem. Boris just buy stuff from local grocery story."

Boris means "Double Tree", the hotel we stayed at in Arizona while waiting for High Stakes. Luckily for me, I didn't sleep much for about three days prior to the pay per view, so I wasn't around much to smell the abomination he created.

"Is that even legal?"

"Is legal in Slovakia."

That's good enough for Cent, apparently, as he just shrugs his shoulders and takes the cap off of one of the bottle. He takes a big swig of Boris' concoction before looking at the label.

"Not gonna lie, this tastes better than I expected it to. Granted, it still tastes like something that can take chrome off a bumper, but I've had far worse."

"Boris accepts this as compliment blin."

"Alright, before you two get so drunk you can't even see straight, I need some advice. That is why we came here, after all."

"Really? You didn't come to see the apartment? That's kind of sad, actually. I like hanging out with you."

"Yes, well we're both incredibly busy…"

"I'm not busy at all."

I'm really not in the mood for Centurion's bullshit, but if I snap on him, not only is he likely to beat my ass, but they'll probably find my body in the Mississippi River two weeks from now. Besides, I want to save my bashing rage for someone who truly deserves it...or just for someone who gets in my way.

"What do you think I should do? Honestly? Vinnie and Kenzi are working together to keep her on top of the show and keep others, like me, from ever succeeding. I want to get revenge, and I want to reclaim what is rightfully mine, but I also don't want to be fighting a war I can never win. What would you do if you were in my shoes?"

Centurion looks at me and scratches his chin before taking another drink of his mead. He places the bottle down onto the counter before dispensing with his sage advice.

"First of all, I don't think Vinnie and Kenzi are working together; at least, not in the capacity you think they are. I have no proof to back that up, though, and I can see how a person in your situation would come to that conclusion. But regardless if that's the case or not, I would take this moment and use it as an opportunity. I would leave Anarchy."

"Leave Anarchy? Even though my belt got stolen from me?"[/color]

"I know the natural instinct for you is to run right back out there and try to reclaim the title, but I think not having the title right now opens up doors to you. The Shooting Star Division is blowing up right now. There is some top notch talent fighting for that title, and many of those wrestlers are going to be big names very soon. Slide into that picture."

Centurion makes a good point - the Shooting Star Division has been the talk of the XWF since High Stakes, and it seems to just be growing stronger everyday. I also have a match with Ash Quinn, one of the contenders for the title, coming up soon. If there was ever an opportunity to step up, it's now.

However, walking away from Anarchy feels like giving up. It's waving the white flag to Vinnie, Kenzi, the BoB - everyone who has been trying to run me out of there. It's walking away from a fight before it's over.

"It's not a bad idea, but I can't just leave loose ends like that. Hand off the Anarchy Title to Kenzi? Let BoB run roughshot over the division? It feels like giving up."

"You had your fight, and you fought well. Let Ruby take the torch and run with it…"

Now it makes sense. That's why he's suggesting I move on - he wants his girlfriend to run the show.

"I can't believe it...you son of a bitch!"

"Wh...what did I do?"

"You want Ruby to be the undisputed queen of Anarchy, so you're trying to get me to walk out! You know I'm a threat to her! You KNOW the path to the Anarchy Title goes through me, and so you want me out of the way so your new girlfriend can have all the glory to herself!"

"What the fuck are you talking about?!"

"Don't play coy with me. You're a pro wrestler, just like every other pro wrestler! You only want what's best for you and those closest to you! Well, I have you nailed down."

---To Be Continued---



Allow me to begin by apologizing to Ash Quinn.

Ash, I'm sorry for your shit luck. You get tossed into the Shooting Star Championship match with wrestlers twice your caliber, and now you're going to be fighting me. That's not a great way to start a career.

You have passion. That's incredibly clear. And you have the drive and determination in the world. But you're just not "there". Not yet.

I know what it's like. I know the feeling of wanting to be great. I know what it feels like to jump into the ring with incredible talent before you're ready. Most importantly, I know what it's like to lose and have your confidence be completely destroyed.

And that's not my intention, Ash. I have no reason to want to hurt you. I know so little about you - you may be a cool person for all I know. But right now, you're just in the way.

Because no matter how frustrated you feel now, it's NOTHING compared to what I feel. You've lost. You faced superior competition and you got beat. I was SCREWED. I was completely set up by Kenzi Grey and her enablers, and I lost my title because of it. And now I'm stuck in a tough situation - do I keep fighting for a title and a show that wants nothing to do with me, or do I move on, all while admitting to Vinnie Lane and his cronies that I can't beat them.

You see the dilemma I'm in right now, Ash? I have no idea what is going to happen and where I'm going to go, so I need to keep my options open. That means keeping the door to the Shooting Star Championship, which also means beating those on the lowest rung of that ladder.

And, sorry to say, that's you, Ash. As much as I'd like to say it was someone like Geri Vayden, whom I have already beaten, or Halocen, who is brand new, the reality is that, right now, you're considered the bottom of the barrel. And after I beat you on Savage, that isn't going to change…

...but it could. I could make people care about you. Not on Saturday, because I fully plan on beating you, but after. Do you feel like this federation is holding you down? Do you feel like you could be a superstar, if it weren't for those who overlook you in favor of "prettier" or "more marketable" women on the roster.

If so, then after Savage, let's not be enemies. Let's be allies. Follow me, and I can help you extract your revenge on the corporate fools who don't think you're worthy of respect. Your potential is limitless, but if you keep trying to follow the same, boring path of everyone else, you'll end up just sitting on the bench, while folks like Jenny Myst and Atara Themis get all the glory.

Think about it, Ash. Do you really think you're next in line for the Shooting Star Championship? Even if you were to beat me on Savage, it still won't be enough for the bookers. After Atara, you have Betsy, who you know will be getting a shot. Hell, she was given a title shot in her very first match in the company. I'm sure the fact that she's laying down next to a legend and a member of the front office had NOTHING to do with that.

And the XWF is going to reward Geri. Remember, she was the one who invaded Revolution1 when no one else would. She was Vinnie's little foot soldier in a war none of the locker room cared about. She's bulletproof, at least for the time being.

It's a big club, Ash - and it's one you're not in. And it's one they won't invite you to. So you know what you have to do? Destroy the club. Burn it to the ground. Let them regret ever overlooking you. Or…

You can choose to ignore me. You can write me off as just another wrestler trying to get into your head, and you can respond accordingly. You can fight me - lose - and then question your very existence in this company. It's honestly completely up to you. I am not in the business of telling women what they should do with their careers. If you think you're better off continuing down the same path you're going, then by all means, sit back and watch as I roll right by you. Maybe in a few months, when I'm the Shooting Star Champion and if you're still even here, we will meet again.

However, if none of that sounds like fun to you, then meet me in my locker room after our match on Savage. And bring a notebook, because I will have plenty to say.

One way or another, we will be meeting in the middle of the ring next week. The results are already set in stone - you're going to lose. Question is, are you going in as a student, about to be taught a few things by a teacher who wants to see you succeed? Or are you going to be a wounded animal, being tossed into a den with a lion who has been poked, proded, and pissed off. Only you can make that choice, Ash. I look forward to seeing what your decision is.

2x Anarchy Champion
1x and current XWF Micronesian Champion
XWF Star Of The Month - October 2020