Alexandra laughed as the camera flipped on. Shaking her head, she couldn't resist, a sort of cocky, arrogant nature took her over. Something that seemed to happen when she was around Marcus, Zak or Micah. She got that whole arrogant rich girl attitude going. She was dressed in a black mini dress, a leather jacket, that clearly wasn't hers, a long black trench coat. On her feet, thigh high leather boots. She had her hair and make up done up to perfection. She was lounged back in a high back chair, her feet draped over the other arm, crossed at the ankles.

"It's amazing how quickly they booked a match of this kind. A match that I have been in before, several times over honestly. It's not big issue for me. I've done it before. I will do it again. Just know Mandii, that whatever happens, is just business. It's nothing personal. I can promise you that. Did you disappear? Sure.. but you and I, we got things done at World War X. But, let's face it, this match, this right here, was made, just for me."

She pointed at herself, before nodding her head. She took a breath, before continuing. She lifted up a poker, messing with the flames in the fireplace.

"We both know what my family is capable of. We both know how much pain we can take. But I can promise you this, you can't hurt me anymore than I already am. Matter of a fact, to be honest with you Manders, I feel so much better now. I've found an outlet for all my anger, all those pent up feelings, all that rage. I've found the perfect place to use it. That ring, with fire around it. Let's see if you can actually burn the angel of fire. Or will it be you, who comes into contact with the flames of Hell? After all, I'm not the same girl you knew before you and your brother pulled the disappearing act. But that's not important, what is important, is that I have changed. I've grown stronger. Strong enough to let go of childhood dreams, and finally do what I am meant to do, fight."

She threw a few things into the fire, it looked like pictures, clothing and something else, the last article, not to clear to be made out, but it was tiny and caused the fire to spark around it. She licked her lips and began to speak again.

"Burn me if you think that's what you must do. Burn me if you feel you have no other way to say goodbye. Its not going to do anything other than make me want to continue to fight hard, and possible even come directly after you again. Am I afraid of being burned? No.. I've been there before and will probably be there several times more. You see most people want me to spill all my secrets, to how I am going to win this match. But I'm not going to give them the liberty of knowing. I'm going to keep that to myself, and know, that when I climb into that ring, I'm coming prepared. This match has been on my every thought since World War X, and just look at my showing there. I was on fire. I was the driving force behind round two. We both know it."

Alexandra can hear the sound of someone walking up behind her.

"But take this all for what you will. As for me, I'm going to enjoy this night. I am going to go out with my friends and dance in the darkness. I'm going to revel in the night, and be one with it. For we never know what tomorrow brings, life is short, and we should live it up while we can. Because tomorrow, we meet in the ring, and one of us will walk out, the other, will go to the burn unit. I wonder who it will be."

Marcus leans into the view of the camera.

"Pet, playtimes over. Time for the real fun to begin."

Alexandra chuckles as Marcus walked in front of her and took her hand, bringing her to her feet. He kicked over the camera, killing the feed to the video.

~~ To Be Continued ~~