Post by Serenity Holmes on Feb 25, 2023 0:37:07 GMT
You can't possibly imagine what I feel. That night made me sick, and I have again broken at her hands need you to understand or patronize me, but I know no matter how far I'll fall, I won't hit rock bottom like you. I've been given a chance to FIGHT, and that's exactly what I'll do!
FIGHT.
The stitching of her wounds, the cleaning of her dried blood stains, and the icing of her bruises by the resident medical staff wasn't enough to bandage the hole in her heart. Serenity sat on the high-top table attended by the registered nurse staring at her reflection of the FIGHT championship belt in her grasp. Racing through her mind was seeing Alice Gemini become the undisputed world champion as she lay on the canvas in a heap of her blood, a blurred vision clear enough to know she had failed.
"Can I have the room for a moment?"
The nurse obliged her request and left the room, closing the door behind her. Serenity clutched the championship to her chest, pulled her knees in, and buried her face into her legs in a ball-like shape. A few seconds passed, and tears strolled down her face; sobbing loudly before bursting into an uncontrollable bawl. The emotional tirade surpassed the boiling point from the pressure of that match, and Serenity suffered through it.
Fight.
She lifted her head, and the tears stopped. The sobbing ceased, and the depression that swallowed her was gone, for she looked down at the belt that said the word in front of her.
F I G H T
Serenity remembered what Casanova had said. If she defended this belt enough times, she would have an opportunity at the world championship but most importantly, she. She stood up from the table and faced a mirror on the wall staring at her reflection, the bloodied face from the match, and took a long look at what was staring back at her. A fighter covered in blood who had proven she could become world champion. Serenity huffed and punched the mirror, shattering it into pieces and alerting the nurse to come in.
"Serenity! You need to sit back down; you're not clear-!"
"SHUT UP!"
The nurse's eyes widened according to her jaw-dropping from the outburst. She watched in awe at Serenity storming down the hallway with the championship belt in her grasp. Serenity's march alerted others to move out of her path to the garage section of the venue, security following behind her trying to warn her to stay, but the young athlete ignored their commands. Instead, she sat in the driver's seat of her rental car and held the steering wheel with both hands tightly. This was her only chance to get back to where she was, the top of the mountain, and this time, she would be there alone.
"I'm not falling again. I will fight to become an undisputed champion and destroy anyone in my way, so help me, God!"
FALLEN.
"I'm going to cut that brand off your chest and shove it down your throat, Max."
The clicking of high heels in this tunnel surrounded by desolate bricks, fading lights, and the echoes of wary sounds was the perfect place for Serenity Holmes to walk intently in her short black dress, her hair let down and the championship belt held over her right shoulder.
"You received that brand because you lost the finals of the Ouija Board tournament. You were branded out of shame, not loyalty; the scandal has eaten you alive since then. Despite being the inaugural CU: LT SNUFF Champion, you've never recovered in this company. Yes, Max. You were the first champion of this company, and now you're nothing, less than nothing."
"You're a shell of a man, and everyone sees it. You try hard to be this intimidating force, but you're just a boy who can't even sit with the adults at the table. However, I finally understand why you've always been such a contempt of my career in general. I didn't understand, but my quick success in CU: LT made you irrelevant until now."
She chuckled loudly where. It echoed down the hallway as it curved to a lower level leading to a spiral staircase. Serenity stood before the railing, looking down to the floor level.
"I'm here, and you're down there, Max. You've always hated me. You hated where I came from, the lineage of a hall of fame wrestler, my father, Andre Holmes. You couldn't stand that I was born to be in this business, and when I debuted in Action Wrestling, I became a champion in three matches of my professional career, which took you months. From then, you've always despised me because you were jealous."
"And where has that jealousy landed you? You've been jumping from company to company, trying to make a name for yourself. And I still need to reach that brass ring. You're constantly trying to form groups where you're the leader; ultimately, it disbands into nothing. Should I mention the countless promos, worthless social media presence, or the lack of championships you've failed to win recently?"
"Whose fault is that?"
Each step down the stairs was slow and calculated. Serenity rubbed her hand on the rails getting closer to the ground.
"Max Daemon. He is the one-hit wonder of professional wrestling, complaining about why he can't be consistent in this business. You need to be more consistent in CU: LT! After losing the SNUFF Championship, you couldn't regain the belt against Addy A, and she even beat your ass as her first defense. You've been booked on cards just for cannon fodder, and that trend continues at Bangers and Mash!"
"You've been a feeding ground for better competitors in every company you've been. So why haven't you become a professional wrestling or mixed martial arts world champion? Instead, you've reached your peak as a low-card performer. You've never tasted main events unless my name was attached to it, and even then, you were seen as the one to take the fall."
"You are a broken man with the biggest delusional set of tiny balls trying to make something out of nothing!"
She finally reached ground level and stared up to the top where she was. Serenity shook her head and walked through another tunnel, approaching her destination.
"This is what the bottom feels like? I haven't been here in so long. Tell me, Max, is it this bad for you?"
"You've been reduced to a laughing stock in this business. They look at you whenever someone wants a reminder of how bad someone's career can be. No one wants to follow you; no one wants to be you. You're the bottomless pit in this business, the hellhole no one can escape. This championship on my shoulder won't be yours at all. You don't know what it means to fight because if you did, you would have fought to pull yourself out of your misery."
"You've never been in a fight. I don't care about your amateur, professional, street fights, or pathetic attempts to be a champion, whether in CU: LT or any other promotion. You've given up, fallen from grace, and never fought to be back at the top."
"But I will fight Max. I have too. It's in my blood, and I don't bleed easily, but I dare you to draw blood from my skin so you know what a fighter's blood feels like."
FICKLE.
Manchester, England.
The city was beautiful, but Serenity's presence wasn't to enjoy the city but to train every day. She found herself in a local training facility near the OA Arena through various connections of people she's met on the road to her career. A warehouse customized for professional wrestlers, developing the future generations of athletes under the tutelage of Michael Neeson, a friend of her father's. Serenity was running drills, increasing her conditioning, and laboring the fruits of her technical prowess.
"Again!"
Michael shouted from ringside, both hands pressed on the edge of the apron, watching Serenity closely to see her skill development with chain wrestling. She secured most of the dominant positions over a veteran athlete before pinning him down to the mat to secure a three count.
"Good. Everyone, take a break. Serenity, sit with me."
The rest of his students ventured off to their agendas, but Serenity sat on the apron beside the coach. She raised her right eyebrow to be summoned, especially after putting in the valiant effort; However, Michael didn't seem too keen on compliments or rewards.
"What is going on with you?"
"What do you mean?"
"You're different."
Serenity shrugged her shoulders at the question.
"Ever since what happened in CU: LT, you've had this fire in you that I haven't seen in a while, kid. What happened?"
"You know what happened. I lost to Alice Gemini and could have been the Undisputed NEW World Champion. But I had it in my hands and failed, but I have a chance to make things right again. It starts with Max."
"Max Daemon?"
"Yes, Max Daemon!"
After hearing her outburst, Michael folded his arms and stepped back to let her calm down. But instead, Serenity unwrapped the tape around her wrist and threw it to the concrete floor, staring at it angrily.
"Why, Max?"
"Because he thinks he knows me, and he doesn't. I still remember in Pro Wrestling Valor when he pinned me but held the ropes to finish the job. The decision was turned, and he quit after that; I don't want my first defense to fall to someone like him. I don't want to be a failure like him!"
Michael nodded and stepped closer to her.
"You're not like him. You're stronger than him; you're stronger than many people. You're not a failure Serenity."
"Then why do I feel like one?"
There wasn't an immediate answer to the question, but he touched her back until she shrugged it off. Serenity left the warehouse to the locker rooms, which it was empty, and sat down on a bench staring at the floor. The images of her loss revamped over in her until he was joined by Michael again, who sat beside her.
"You can't beat yourself up, kid. You got a second chance. Only a few people get a second chance. You're not a failure; a failure is someone who quits. You don't quit. So who are you, Serenity?"
FAILURE.
"I'm not you, Max!"
"I don't quit when things don't work out for me. Yes, I lost the NEW World Championship, but Casanova English said I was the future Max and made me a two-time FIGHT Champion. Does he have the same faith in you?"
After walking through countless hallways, she made it to the underground railroad walking along the high-top sidewalks to this abandoned station. Serenity dragged her heels across the ruined tiles and stood on the edge, looking both ways before descending onto the dirt.
"No. No one has faith in you, Max. We laugh at you daily. You're a pathetic waste of this company's money, and the mere fact I have to defend my belt against you is an insult to what I will accomplish in the end. It would be best to learn what fighting means so you're a failure. All your career, you have quit when things don't work out for you."
"From Action Wrestling, Pro Wrestling Valor, and now, CU: LT, you've shown you don't have what it takes to break the mold in this business. I bleed just like you, lost flesh like you, and I've been at the bottom as you saw, but I don't stay there; I rise and continue where I left off!"
Her voice boomed down the dark tunnel where the train would have fallen, but Serenity stood on the tracks herself.
"This championship is for those who have what it takes to be a world champion in this company. I've pinned the man who pinned you to be SNUFF Champion. I've tasted the top even for a second and proven I can hang, so this isn't your comeback story; it's mine! It's mine to show the entire world that I have what it takes to beat Alice Gemini and hold the undisputed NEW World Championship in the palm of my hands!"
"You have nothing to teach me other than being a quitter. All your life, you've been a secondhand wrestler and a terrible mixed martial artist who hypes himself up more than he's worth. At Bangers and Mash Max, I'll show you the definition of a fight when I rip you limb from limb and prove to you just how much of a failure you are!"
She held the championship belt and smiled at her reflection on the plates. Serenity walked closer to the tunnel's descent into the dark cavern, but before she entered, she stopped to stare at the abyss before her.
"And Daemon, you don't know darkness as I do. I never want to see your face in this company again. I've been put down, but I am not deadweight like you. I will defend this championship until my last breath and see my redemption again. They say you only stop walking once you see the light at the end of the tunnel. Well, my journey starts now."