~*~ Saturday, March 16. - Bliss' Apartment. Las Vegas, Nevada. 9:56 AM ~*~

I groggily wake up and curse the at daylight that is filtering through my bedroom window. I groan and turn over. Drake was facing me, still sleeping rather peacefully. There's a slight smile on his lips and I wonder if he's dreaming about me.

I run a hand through his dark & bleached hair and notice his roots are starting to come in more boldly. He needed a touch up. Damn. It meant an hour in my bathroom wearing sweaty rubber gloves while applying goo to his head. God & Drake only knew why he liked me to do it for him.

His hand suddenly grabs my wrist. He opens his eyes and looks at me intently.

Drake: Good morning beautiful

He brings my palm to his lips and kisses it

Bliss: SOMEONE forgot the to close the curtains last night...

Drake shrugs

Drake: Not my place. Besides sun doesn't bother me on this side of the bed

I sigh a little angry.

Drake: Good thing you're awake because I need you to do something for me

Bliss: Yup I know the drill

He'd been awake when I'd been investigating his hair....It was starting to just get a little bit scary that we were both getting so good at predicting each other. Very scary.

I slide out of bed and he watches me go to my dresser and pull on track pants and an oversized t-shirt. He smirks

Bliss: What...is it?

He sits up and laughs

Drake: You look cute but its still way too much clothing. ..

25 minutes later he's sitting on my toilet with his hair gooped with lightener and shirtless. I take off the gloves and set them on the sink.

Drake: I like you doing my hair for two reasons

I raise an eyebrow

Drake: One...you know what you're doing

Bliss: I used to do it to my whole head. It was awful...not just the way it looked but putting that shit on yourself is a pain in the ass.

He blinks at me as if he could never picture me with a head of bleached blonde hair.

Drake: And the other is that I can watch you. You know that t-shirt is see thru when you stand to the side of the light?

I shake my head.

Bliss: You horndog

He laughs

Drake: If I'm a horndog, you're a horndoggette

It was true

Bliss: 5 more minutes the you have to rinse. Don't want it to go brassy

Drake: What shall we ever do in the meantime?

He pulls me down so I'm sitting in his lap

Drake: But before that happens, there is one more thing I want you to for me today. I've set up a training session for you

Anger starts to fill my body. I didn't need extra training

Drake: Before you go ballistic just listen. Kuk said he's willing to help teach you some new stuff...he's got experience...

I try to get up but he's got a firm grip of my waist

Drake: And just to make sure you go...I am going to drive you

Bliss: Hey listen bucko...

He cuts me off with a kiss

Bliss: Do you know how humili...

Cuts me off with another one.

Drake: You're going. I know it will help you. He's going to be able to show you things. Let's face it, when it comes to hardcore, you're weak. Your title match is a cage match, if you want that title back you'll do it. Just admit, I'm right...

Bliss: No. But I have no choice but to go...only once though...

Drake: Actually...

Bliss: Fuck off...really? You want this to be a regular thing?

Drake shrugs.

Drake: I've already showed you everything I can in regards to controlling that anger of yours. Kuk has some interesting perspectives...I truly think this will be a good thing....you know...you would get to beat him up and satisfy that revenge you still want to get him with.

I smirk. He knows me WAY too well.

Drake: See... there you go. Now wash this shit out, it's starting to burn.

I get off his lap and grab the gloves again. I push him toward the shower, turning on the water. I try to hand him the gloves and he looks at them with a puzzled look.

Bliss: What? You want to get that stuff on your hands?

He shakes his head. He strips the rest of his clothes and climbs in. he goes as if to reach for the gloves but instead pulls me into the shower, soaking me completely. He laughs.

Drake: I had another idea.

~*~

Ding, ding, ding....round 3 Roxi.

Yes another lesson that needs to be taught.

Ok so you got momentum going for you. You cling to that like a life preserver cuz that is all you have. You will eventually have to let go and tread water, your head barely staying above the surface...and the sharks that have been circling will move in for the kill.

You know the story from here don't you Roxi...swim or die. Despite any claims to be a strong swimmer...us sharks were born for this...you merely learned to do the doggie paddle at the Y. I will rip you apart and leave a bloody mess in the aftermath.

This sport is my habitat. I grew up in the middle of the ring. I am moving on past my losses or wins and looking directly ahead. My goal is pretty simply. Beat you this week...and then I'm going to smash your face into a steel cage next week.

We will be killing two 'heroes' this week....just some practice before you and I are locked in that cage and I take back what is mine.

Have you gotten comfortable with it? Maybe prided yourself on the fact that you've somehow brought relevance back to Sin City.. right....where have you been?

Oh that's right...hauled up in a hospital bed. Who put you there Roxi?

Oh yeah that was me.

Part of being a champ is showing pride in your prize. Rubbing it in the faces of people who could never obtain it...you haven't done any of that....you are a paper champion. Stealing gold from the real champs.

Oh and in case you didn't catch that...the real champ is me.

So...'Roxi' Hood...is AJ your little John? The two of you seemed to have the same goal...destroying Drake...abolishing the AoA so it's safe to assume that he's joined your group of merry men....the only one to join it looks like...

But I'm not a bad guy here Roxi....no...Not all 'bad guys' are really bad. I would think that because no one is chanting your name or even caring where you've been it now just proves what I have been saying all along. No-one cares that you are champ now. They care more about what I'm going to do to you to get it back. Where are your precious supporters now?

All I know is that I'm fucking ready to break your skull open and show literally what a hero is made of....

So AJ...how do you feel? Did you enjoy your beating? I have to admit that I was a little upset that I couldn't give you that final shot that took you out... Seems you're on a few hit lists already....I'd say that's impressive...if I gave a shit. There really is no shame in leaving now you know...before you get hurt again...maybe even worse.

There will be no repeat of 3 weeks ago. I...we...are determined to right the wrongs. We are crusaders of the cause, determined to quickly do away with any naysayers and non believers.

Roxi...at least in your promos you do have some simple idea about how to form sentences and put together some coherent words...as idiotic and far-fetching as they are....AJ you resort to childish insults about plastic surgery and hooker jokes. Undermining the fact that you're talking to the 2 time, soon to be 3 time, Sin City champion.

I've got to tell you AJ....was that match we had supposed to impress me? Make me take you seriously as a competitor. Did you really think you could beat me?

Awww...that's sweet....everyone should have a dream, even if it is of the pipe variety.

You wanna start a war you have no bloody chance in hell of winning? Okay, bring it guys. I really wanna see what you can come up with...the few good athletes in this business are already a part of AoA, who's left? Cami James & Jake Cage?!?

Riiigggghhhhttt! Good Luck with that.

I know that you will try to rally troops. Ragamuffins that they are.

You will put together your little MPW avenger team but you obviously don't know the stakes when you come against us and what we stand for?

Do you know what the consequences of taking on the AOA is?

I guess not since you are still willing to throw yourself into the fire.

Everyone eventually sees it our way. The pair of you will not be any different. We're not here to destroy anything. We're not here to wreck your little ideals, because they're already impossible without our interference.

I totally dug your "I have a dream" Mr. King speech....

Pffft. I'm laughing.

Roxi you said once that you dream of a world where there is equality....that is never going to happen honey. You know why? Because nothing is ever fair. Name one time in the whole history of the world and the human race for that matter where anything has been fair?

It's hard wired into our systems to only look out for yourself and yours. Do you think it's fair that there are parentless children? Do you think it's fair that the rich kid gets to go to college even though he's as dumb as a bag of rocks while the smart kid has to work at McFattys for the rest of their natural life?

No...no fairness there.

When I want something... I take it.

It's good advice...you should take it.

AJ...Roxi... your 'dreams' are fruitless endeavours that will only wind up giving you pain...or actually correction...Drake and I will be giving you pain because you dared to step up to us.

Although there are some dreams that are obtainable. Like my dream of seeing you destroyed Roxi. My 'Dream' of stomping your face into that mat. My 'Dream' of punishing you and AJ to the highest extent of the Goddess' law.

AJ you have dreams of taking on Drake Hunter and actually securing a win over him. Now that's an impossibility. Did you ever stop to wonder why it is that AoA is so dominate here in MPW? It's because we are the best there is and for that we will be rewarded for our dedication to righting the wrongs that people like you have done to this business. So what makes you think you have any hope of defeating the World Fucking Champ?

AJ...you are not the best.

You aren't even that good.

But I don't mind reiterating that to you once again.

Just like I don't mind repeating how much I will enjoy making it hard for you to walk into that cage next week Roxi. This time I'm not going to hold anything back...since you seem to think that's what I do with you. That I haul up all my good stuff for one match....No...anytime I see your cowpie face I want to make it kiss concrete...pretty hard too...so no worries sweetie.

And just so we're clear...I don't hate you either. Because you're not worth my hate. You're an insignificant little girl that put on a pair of tights, jumped off a building and got lucky. Your luck's just about run out now. As well as my patience. I'm taking no prisoners.

Both of you are garbage. Trash that I can leave for Biguns to cleanup after our match...you're both so low on my worth list that I might actually feel bad for her having to touch your filthy carcasses

Despite that both of you think you have me and Drake all figured out...despite that, Roxi thinks that facing me will be easy...despite that AJ likes to throw around the 'former' sin city champ line and despite the fact that you both are dealing with two dedicated members of the AOA, we will shut down this little club of yours before it even has a chance to give out member badges.

I will no longer take anything for granted. I know that Drake is better than both of you and I know for damn sure that I AM better.

Where does that leave you two?

Nowhere but out in the gutter because after I decimate you, no one will be able to recognize, let alone let you back in the building.

Heroes are old news. The real heroes are people like us. Who are saving wrestling from YOUR tyranny. From the Dog and Pony show that you have made it.

Neither of you are anything special. You can hold a belt but that doesn't make you a champion.

Being great is something you've either got or don't.

Sorry...you don't have it.

So, here's how this little farce of a fairy tale is going to end...with you two laid out on the mat in front of us...writhing in agony while AOA holds their hands up in Victory. Again.

Get used to it.

You'll both see it a lot from now on.

Any more questions?

~*~ Saturday, March 16. - MPW Headquarters, Practise Ring. Las Vegas, Nevada. 5:34PM ~*~

I peer up at him from some hair that's fallen loose from my ponytail and into my face...a face full of hate and contempt. He sees it, shakes his head and offers me a quick amused smirk.

Kuk: Come on Fischer. ..thought you said you wanted this...

I growl out in anger as I suddenly run at him, spearing him into the ropes. He lets out a gasp of air as he bounces but he doesn't go down. He uses my own momentum against me by using the rebound to come right back at me and easily flips me over his head. I land with a crash on the mats of the practice ring

Bliss: Damn it

I slam my fist down into the mats

Kuk leans down and offers me a hand. I push it away push myself up quickly. I move to the corner where my water bottle is and take a long swig

Kuk: I think I know what your problem is...

I raise an eyebrow at him and then wipe my mouth with the towel, which was also in the corner

Kuk: You haven't found your inner place

Bliss: My what?

Kuk: You have to put yourself away in a place in your mind. Where there is no pain...no thinking...no personal shit. Then all that's left is instinct. The natural need that comes from being in love with this sport...to protect yourself...the need to win

I'm a little skeptical

Kuk: If you get too personal then you get sloppy...you make mistakes and people get advantages over you...hence why I was able to get you...twice...why Roxi was able to take your belt. After she'd won and you got up...your instinct kicked in. I recognized it right away. Your mind only saw two people standing in the way of your need to win and you did what you had to survive...that's what you have to do as soon as you go out there

I huff and roll my eyes

Kuk: Don't believe me? Why don't you give it a try before discrediting anything...

Bliss: Right...I saw you spit in Griffin's face and I know its because he's into little Miss Muffet just as much as you are...

Kuk: I'm not sharing personal feelings with you Kahlan. Its none of your business

He slides out of the ring to where he left his own stuff.

I lean over the top rope to peer at him with a smirk.

Bliss: What's the appeal Kukster? I know its not cuz she's good in bed cuz rumour has it she's saving her virtue

He looks up, slightly irritated with my prying

Kuk: If you knew her like I did you and Drake would understand

Bliss: Really? I'm not into children

He shakes his head

Kuk: She's not a child

Bliss: Could have fooled me

Kuk: If you're worried that she will make me lose focus you're wrong. I know what we are fighting for...she....makes me laugh.

I slide out to stand beside him

Bliss: Is our "hardcore" expert going soft?

He laughs

Kuk: Me? You start seeing Drake and end up losing your title

I shrug. He was kinda right after all. If I hadn't of been so wrapped up in the Drama of joining AOA and seeing Drake I might have had just enough more focus to get one last shot on Roxi. The one that would have kept me my title.

Bliss: We aren't talking about me. Unlike you my sweetie is part of our group. ..she's all about being cute and fighting imaginary bad guys

Kuk: What's going on between Cami and I is totally separate from the AoA. She's just concerned about me

I smirk.

Kuk: What?

He laughs

Bliss: You know Drake will never accept it right? She's always going to be part of the problem we are trying to fix

Kuk: I think you're wrong. She's here to have fun before she finishes her degree. She wants to win the tag belts but she's not ruthless and hard like the rest of us. She's not going to step on people to get ahead

Bliss: She's young and naive

Kuk: I like that she's able to see things the way she does

Bliss: Like the way she sees you?

He smiles

Bliss: Right. She looks to be a wee bit jealous of me right now

Kuk: I have big plans for tomorrow

I roll my eyes.

His demeanour changes and serious Kuk is back.

Kuk: Break time's over Fischer.

Bliss: Ug!

He shakes his head and grabs my forearm forcing me to the practice ring again.

Kuk: you may think I'm beneath you because I'm not fighting for sin city or world right now but hardcore is what I know and I enjoy it. For now you go and get Sin city back for AoA.

I frown

Kuk: you may have been involved in wrestling your whole life but I've still got years more experience than you do. Drake obviously thought I could help if he asked me to toughen you up

We both get in the ring

Bliss: Toughen me up...please...

Kuk: That's right. If you can be beaten by Roxi you are weak. no more losing. you were doing pretty good with AJ

I go after him, he reverses my clothesline and sends me toward the ropes

Bliss: Until you jackasses came in...then Dogwin...fuck

He goes to hit me with a lariat. i duck and come around, grabbing him around the middle

Kuk: It wasn't because we thought you couldn't manage...like when we went in to help Chris...power in numbers. Try and lift me up...

I try and pull him up into a suplex but he�s a little heavier than I thought and it turns into more of a throw to the mats. he shakes his head.

Kuk: What was that? You got spaghetti arms or something?

Bliss: Oh shut up

He laughs. he leans over and motions for me to come after him again.

Kuk: Now. Do what I told you to do...put any personal stuff aside and imagine i�m Roxi. Imagine I�m AJ. We have something you want. You want...no scratch that...you NEED to win.

I tried to do what he said. I put myself in a room and shut the door, leaving only the beast. I knew

Kuk could take it. I knew his history...I�d studied it when I�d faced him. I knew that he�d often used his own body as a weapon in the past.

The anger flared to life, my body heating up...my fists clenching.

Kuk: That�s good...work with that. Come at me.

With a growl I dive at him. It catches him off guard and I land on top of him, automatically punching him where ever my fist landed. he tries to pull me off, if anything from a gut reaction to anybody that�s beating you up with their fists.

Suddenly I hear clapping behind me and reality sets back in. I look down at Kuk and his nose is bleeding a little. he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and smiles up at me.

Kuk: Better...we can work on that...

I look around and see that Drake�s entered the gym. He climbs up onto the apron as Kuk moves me to the side. for a second I see a flash of jealousy in Drake�s eyes, but it�s gone the second he sees the blood dripping down Kuk�s lip again. he looks at his hand and then at me with a smirk.

Kuk: You really got me there. nice.

I smile. I look at drake and he�s got his trademark smirk. I get up and walk over to him, giving him a quick kiss before coming through the ropes. He jumps down first and then reaches up, grabbing me at the waist and holding me a split second before setting me down on my feet. He�s still smirking.

Bliss: What?

Drake: Say I�m right...that working with Kuk would help you

I roll my eyes and walk over to where I�ve left my stuff. He follows.

Drake: Do it...

I turn to look at him.

Bliss: No!

He shakes his head.

Drake: You're so unbelievably stubborn...

Bliss: Ya so, your point?

Kuk climbs down and immediately takes a little pack of tissues from his bag. I notice right away that there are butterflies on it.

Bliss: Hey Killswitch...you getting in touch with your feminine side there?

He looks confused a second before noticing and then smiles. that same goofy smile he had when he�d been talking about Miss chastity belt.

Kuk: Oh, Cami must have snuck these in here. She�s always saying i should have some...

He stops talking when Drake�s expression goes dark. Oh shit. I better get him out of here.

Bliss: Well I�ll go change and then we can get going...eh?

I facepalm and both men start laughing at me.

Bliss: Fuck!

I�m still cursing as I walk away, knowing I've gone two millions shades of red.

Drake calls after me.

Drake: I think it�s cute....eh....

More laughing from both men. fuck my life. really. in that ring I was a serious athlete...out of it, I'd simply inherited 4 more big brothers...even if two of them were younger than me.

When I come back out after quickly showering and changing, only Drake is left. He�s put his hands in his pockets and he�s looking around. He hasn�t noticed me yet so I watch him. I don�t know why I didn�t see this part of him more often...when there wasn�t anything but a guy, waiting for his girl...Part of me wondered if this was it you know...was Drake my soul mate? He did seem to get me better than anybody else seemed to.

He looks up, sees me and a slow smile spreads across his face...and not just the cocky one that everyone else sees...a smile that he�s given me when we�re alone...it was my smile...just for me. he crosses the distance between us swiftly, taking me in his arms, hugging me close to him and I hear him inhale deeply.

He pulls back to look directly into my eyes.

Drake: have fun today?

I roll my eyes as I shake my head.

Bliss: Oh yes...the most I�ve ever had...

He gives me a look of fake disappointment

Drake: Well. I know a cure for that. Come...I have plans for us.

Bliss: I�m scared to ask... Last time your plans led to me getting soaked in a shower

He laughs, gives me a private smile and puts his arm around me. He then leans in to kiss my hair. We move toward the exit. I was smiling myself, yes...dare I say that he made me happy?

~*~

This is the end.

This is where I say ado.

Ado to you AJ because after this match, you'll only be known as the guy that got beat in his first two matches in MPW.

Ado to you Roxi...because I truly believe that after this match...you're going to rather just hand me that title rather than face another beat down from me.

I'm done playing silly little games with silly little boys and girls that don't seem to get that this is the real fucking deal.

Want to play with the big boys? Better bring your shit because I will not relent.

Today is your judgement daye...now time for your divine punishment.