France, a country of love. Paris, the city of romance. It is also the backdrop of the up and coming Shove It: Vive La Revolution that happens this Saturday. Our host, Alexandra Callaway has worked hard to try and make this the best show in XWF history, with the thrill, the suspense, the horror and the all the extremes you could imagine. Everyone is looking forward to the event as it slowly creeps closer. You could even call this a prelude to the upcoming holliday, Halloween with all the dungeon matches and basement and chains and even the fire and electric ladders matches. A event to excite anyones taste is the extremes.

What excited one certain individual was the opening bout… her match that involved her favorite element… FIRE! The fiery redhead loved loved to play with fire. She loved to watch things burn, and she loved to use fire when and where she had the chance. Fire was a very destructive device. Once something has burned… you can’t get it back. It is totally and utterly destroyed beyond repair. The pieces burned so bad, you could never piece them back together. Much like her life has been. Told at a young age, she would never be as good as her brother, Swept off her feet to end up left at the altar of a wedding chapel on her wedding day, beaten and abused by a trainer that she also dated, being raped twice… kidnapped several times and having the one she thought she could trust the most, dump her when she was at her weakest.

Christine had been thru so much pain and abuse, not just from former men in her life... But from family as well. In her eyes... She was just a mess. She never could figure out what any man would see in her. A young women with D.I.D. or better know as a multiple personality disorder. Someone that no one knew if she would snap or not. No one wanted to take a chance except for her ex until now. She couldn’t believe that when she had her mental and emotional breakdown… that John was there to help her pick up the pieces. She was happy and felt safe and he didn’t judge her. She smiled when she thought of him and when she was around him. He was at peace yet the voices never stopped, and Twisted Angel never stopped trying to take over. But she was a little quieter when she was around John.

Now the two was getting ready to fight out to France together. The first trip they have made together… the first trip as a couple. John in the Main Event and Christine in the opening bout. Both were prepared to cheer each other on in their respective matches. Both are dangerous matches but John more so than Christine but still they were prepared for anything. But at the same time… Christine had one more match she was watching. That was her ex’s match. Yes, she was going to watch Matt and see what he does in this match and see what happened. They still shared a family… they still were friends or at least she hoped. One thing she vested in his match was to see what he did when he faces the one that stole him from her and cause all this hell to begin with.

Christine sat alone in a dark, a burning trash can on either side of her glowing with the only light. A hoodie over her head covering her flowing red hair as she was rocking and humming. All of the sudden she starts to ramble… ramble the words to the song she was humming.

Twisted Angel: I will not forget the day when the sides were chosen. Me against me against me. Clothing so drenched with sweat and the teeth they were clenched… Who can I trust when I Grabbed hold my enemies neck and choked till he ceased… Blistered with disbelief, I awoke dead…

She slowly raised her head as she contines.

Twisted Angel: And when I awoke, I couldn't believe it was me. All the time it was me. So many times we smile in pride, Putting such faith in what we've accomplished. But minutes ago we were, minutes ago we were, Slitting our wrists, running for sympathy. Grabbed hold my enemies neck and choked till he ceased… Blistered with disbelief, I awoke dead. And when I awoke, I couldn't believe it was me. All the time it was me… All the time it was me.

She smirks as she looks closed her eyes a moment. She rolls her head around and takes a deep breathe before opening her eyes and begins again.

Twisted Angel: So I have my Shove It Debut and it just happens to be in France and just happens to be a show by Alexandra. Very interesting card she has come up with but she still knows what I like. I think everyone who knows me knows I love to play with fire. Fire burns and is beautiful, uncontrollable and makes total destruction. But the boy I am facing on Saturday… this sad, strange individual don’t know nothing about the one he is facing. You see, I can be your friend… or I can be your foe. I can one moment be a normal young women… and the next I can be your worse nightmare. Rayne… I believe that is your name… you talk in riddles and make little sense. But then again… we all have our faults.

She smirks and lowers the hood. She tilts her head and runs her hands thru her long red hair.

Twisted Angel: You see… No one knows who exactly I am most the time. One min… I am Christine Nash… a young woman trying to live a normal life when she is not normal at all and the next I could be a scare young child or… me! I am The Twisted Angel. I am the angry dark soul that wants to destroy, burn and make those sorry ass individuals pay. You see, I am what most would call a demon and I not only possess her… I live thru her … I control her. She can’t do much without going thru me. Who made her dump that low life she called a boyfriend. Hell who was the one that put him on a collar and chain to begin with. He should have stayed that way. He is nothing but a worthless idiot that don’t do shit without scratching his ass.

Christine then tries to surface.

Christine: Will you stop already! Your match is not against Matt. It is against Rayne.

The Twisted Angel then resurfaces and growls as she begins.

Twisted Angel: SILENCE YOU FOOL! I will talk about who I want, when I want. Now where was I? Oh yes… He should have stayed on the collar and leash… but no matter. We have a new boytoy. One that is more pleasing. Hmmm I wonder… No… too soon. He isn’t ready to meet up with me that way. Althou… he will see me in the ring Monday. That should be interesting.

She smirks.

Twisted Angel: Then again... Most of these fools don't know what to expect or how to take me. But one thing's for sure… I Rayne… I will be coming for you. I will be coming for you and dragging you into that burning rings and I will make sure once and for all… you feel the effects of the fire. I will be smiling as I watch the flesh burn off your body and leaves you a burning… bloody mess.

She closed her eyes again before she again starts to ramble.

Twisted Angel: All the time it was me...All the time it was me. Grabbed hold my enemies neck and choked till he ceased, Blistered with disbelief, I awoke dead. And when I awoke, I couldn't believe it was me… All the time it was me… All the time it was me

She raised the hood and lowered her head as she got quieter.

Twisted Angel: All the time it was me...All the time it was me.

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