Post by Kathleen Conway on Aug 18, 2013 1:02:01 GMT
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08/12/13
Michigan
For weeks now, you've been rocking my world, and over the last six days, I've watched helplessly as you've tried to destroy my world so now on the seventh day, one of us will rest in peace, and you can bet the last few marbles you have that I will do everything I can to ensure that it isn't me. You've witnessed and you've laughed at me while you've watched me suffer, a victim of my own loss of control, this Sunday, what goes around will come back around, the only difference will be when I lose control this time, I will make sure the right people suffer. I will make sure the right people pay. You need to understand one thing Eternity, and understand it right now...
I will die a Queen or else I will not die at all.
Kathleen Conway walked through the curtain, head bowed, she is shaking. She is slowly walking down the hallway, and tears slowly stream down her cheeks. Jake Conway calls after her as he comes through the curtain himself.
Jake: Kat, sweetie, wait...
Hearing her husbands voice, she stops. Jake catches up to her and tries to put his arm around her, but she turns out of it, looking him in the eyes and she whispers.
Kathy: Don't touch me. Please, just leave me alone...I need my own space right now...
Jake backs up a couple of steps, putting his hands up and nods in understanding. Kathy walks away from him without another word. Jake stands there, frustrated that he felt as helpless as he did right now, this wasn't his fight, this was Kathy's and he was forced to be little more than a spectator to the most personal battle she was preparing for. He was used to the mind games and dirty tricks in this business, Kathy wasn't, and for that he only blamed himself.
Katherine Lockheart emerged from the behind the curtain, Jake heard the familiar click of her high heels on the floor and looked over his shoulder. He sighed and shook his head, and started to walk away.
Katherine: Jake, wait...
Jake shook his head as he stopped, he did not know why, but as easy as it would have been to blame his former lover for all of this, he really couldn't. Katherine walks up beside him and looks him in the eyes.
Katherine: I'm so sorry, this is all my fault...
Jake shakes his head and whispers.
Jake: No. No, it isn't. It's mine. I should never have gotten Tiffany involved in this business. This wasn't ever her dream, it was mine. She's here because of me...just tell me one thing Kat, tell me honestly, did you set any of this up just to fuck with me and Kathy?
Katherine: No! Absolutely not! And since we're being honest here, it hurts me Jake that you could even think I'd be that petty...Eternity is insane, nobody knows what she's going to do next, and even though it feels like it right now Jake, your wife isn't the only one she's put through hell these last few weeks. She injured Emma, for literally no other reason than she could. Explaining what happened out there and why one of the top Diamonds of the company is now out, perhaps indefinitely, wasn't a fun meeting for me with Mr De Montford...believe me.
Jake sighs.
Jake: I'm sorry. I just...had to ask, you know?
Katherine nods.
Katherine: I know, and on some level I understand. The point is Eternity is a completely loose cannon, unpredictable, but she's also talented inside that ring, and that's what frustrates me about her. I want to reward her, and just because I do, just because I am giving her this opportunity at the Diamonds Championship at Legacy, it doesn't mean I agree with what she does. I have to separate my personal feelings from my professional judgment. I only hope Kathy can do the same this Sunday...
Jake: I hope she can too or this business will destroy her...and I cannot allow that to happen. She was there for me when my career was spiraling out of control because I made things too personal, I will not let her go through any of that crap alone either, I can't, I just can't...you can bet your peachy little ass on that!
With that statement of defiant resolve, Jake walked away from Katherine who stood there with her hand on her hips and shook her head.
Kathy looked into the camera, her cheeks were damp and her eyes were red. It was obvious she had been crying.
You got me.
You fucking got me, bitch.
Last Monday Night at Sacrifice, you did something nobody else in this business has ever done. You made an April Fool out of me in August, and I really cannot blame you, I can only blame myself. I fell for your mind game, I fell for it hook, line and sinker, and I underestimated you. That's my fault. That's my fault entirely. I really didn't think you had it in you to wage a psychological war with me, hell I didn't even think you had a mind if I'm honest, so no wonder the mind game caught me so unaware. I hate myself for it, I really do, the only thing allowing me to hold it together long enough to cut this damn promo right now is the fact that I hate you more. Congratulations, Eternity you're the reason I now have enough fuel to push through this right now.
Honestly I don't want to talk anymore, I don't want to waste any more words telling you what I will do to you in that Casket Match at Legacy, I just want to show you. Over and over and over with every punch to your fucking face! I want you to feel with every balled up fist I throw the pain I have felt for the last few weeks that you've been fucking with my and my family! You've been treating my baby sister like a damn dog and so now I have no choice but to beat down you like one. Some of my harshest critics in this business have wondered why I haven't completely lost my mind over what you've put my family through. They've said I should be more angry, more frustrated, that I shouldn't bottle it all up, that I should just snap and kill a bitch.
Well, at Legacy, all of those people will finally get their wish. You see Eternity, on the surface, this match is right up your alley. It is your type, you chose it, and therefore the obvious advantage goes to you, and I won't lie, it creeps me out, it makes my skin crawl to even think about the prospect that I may just end up in a casket way before my time. That fear, while it unnerves me, I understand why it exists, it exists just as all fear does - to be conquered, and I will conquer it. And I will not conquer it to win a title shot, I will conquer it for Tiffany. I will conquer it for my family. I will conquer it because that's what my family deserve from me.
On the surface, I'm the one at the disadvantage here, but then I realised something about this match. I sat and thought about it a little more and then it dawned on me, this will not be a wrestling contest, people look at this match and they're not expecting a mat wrestling classic, they're expecting a brawl, a fight - and that's exactly what they - and you - will get on Sunday. A real Kat fight. This match, its no disqualification. Anything goes, and as long as I'm breathing, as long as my heart is beating, it will. I can claw your eyes out with a rusty screwdriver if I find it under the ring, I can set your ass on fire if somebody hands me a lighter, I can rip your damn throat out with a switchblade and you can consider it a receipt for ripping my heart out. I can drop your ass through a table in retaliation for what you made me do to my sister, and when I do, you will not be able to blame me, you will only be able to blame yourself.
You brought this all on yourself Eternity, you made this all personal, far more personal than it ever needed to be, and I don't even know why. There was a time when I tried to figure this all out, I tried to ask myself why in the world you would do this? Now I don't care, all I care about now is choking you the fuck out and stuffing your lifeless and limp body in that casket. I will save my sister, and I will do it by ensuring that you cannot save yourself. There's a beautiful poetry in that, don't you think? It is almost as poetic as the notion that by upping the ante and challenging me to this damn match, you're the architect of your own defeat.
Jake: Kat, sweetie, wait...
Hearing her husbands voice, she stops. Jake catches up to her and tries to put his arm around her, but she turns out of it, looking him in the eyes and she whispers.
Kathy: Don't touch me. Please, just leave me alone...I need my own space right now...
Jake backs up a couple of steps, putting his hands up and nods in understanding. Kathy walks away from him without another word. Jake stands there, frustrated that he felt as helpless as he did right now, this wasn't his fight, this was Kathy's and he was forced to be little more than a spectator to the most personal battle she was preparing for. He was used to the mind games and dirty tricks in this business, Kathy wasn't, and for that he only blamed himself.
Katherine Lockheart emerged from the behind the curtain, Jake heard the familiar click of her high heels on the floor and looked over his shoulder. He sighed and shook his head, and started to walk away.
Katherine: Jake, wait...
Jake shook his head as he stopped, he did not know why, but as easy as it would have been to blame his former lover for all of this, he really couldn't. Katherine walks up beside him and looks him in the eyes.
Katherine: I'm so sorry, this is all my fault...
Jake shakes his head and whispers.
Jake: No. No, it isn't. It's mine. I should never have gotten Tiffany involved in this business. This wasn't ever her dream, it was mine. She's here because of me...just tell me one thing Kat, tell me honestly, did you set any of this up just to fuck with me and Kathy?
Katherine: No! Absolutely not! And since we're being honest here, it hurts me Jake that you could even think I'd be that petty...Eternity is insane, nobody knows what she's going to do next, and even though it feels like it right now Jake, your wife isn't the only one she's put through hell these last few weeks. She injured Emma, for literally no other reason than she could. Explaining what happened out there and why one of the top Diamonds of the company is now out, perhaps indefinitely, wasn't a fun meeting for me with Mr De Montford...believe me.
Jake sighs.
Jake: I'm sorry. I just...had to ask, you know?
Katherine nods.
Katherine: I know, and on some level I understand. The point is Eternity is a completely loose cannon, unpredictable, but she's also talented inside that ring, and that's what frustrates me about her. I want to reward her, and just because I do, just because I am giving her this opportunity at the Diamonds Championship at Legacy, it doesn't mean I agree with what she does. I have to separate my personal feelings from my professional judgment. I only hope Kathy can do the same this Sunday...
Jake: I hope she can too or this business will destroy her...and I cannot allow that to happen. She was there for me when my career was spiraling out of control because I made things too personal, I will not let her go through any of that crap alone either, I can't, I just can't...you can bet your peachy little ass on that!
With that statement of defiant resolve, Jake walked away from Katherine who stood there with her hand on her hips and shook her head.
Kathy looked into the camera, her cheeks were damp and her eyes were red. It was obvious she had been crying.
You got me.
You fucking got me, bitch.
Last Monday Night at Sacrifice, you did something nobody else in this business has ever done. You made an April Fool out of me in August, and I really cannot blame you, I can only blame myself. I fell for your mind game, I fell for it hook, line and sinker, and I underestimated you. That's my fault. That's my fault entirely. I really didn't think you had it in you to wage a psychological war with me, hell I didn't even think you had a mind if I'm honest, so no wonder the mind game caught me so unaware. I hate myself for it, I really do, the only thing allowing me to hold it together long enough to cut this damn promo right now is the fact that I hate you more. Congratulations, Eternity you're the reason I now have enough fuel to push through this right now.
Honestly I don't want to talk anymore, I don't want to waste any more words telling you what I will do to you in that Casket Match at Legacy, I just want to show you. Over and over and over with every punch to your fucking face! I want you to feel with every balled up fist I throw the pain I have felt for the last few weeks that you've been fucking with my and my family! You've been treating my baby sister like a damn dog and so now I have no choice but to beat down you like one. Some of my harshest critics in this business have wondered why I haven't completely lost my mind over what you've put my family through. They've said I should be more angry, more frustrated, that I shouldn't bottle it all up, that I should just snap and kill a bitch.
Well, at Legacy, all of those people will finally get their wish. You see Eternity, on the surface, this match is right up your alley. It is your type, you chose it, and therefore the obvious advantage goes to you, and I won't lie, it creeps me out, it makes my skin crawl to even think about the prospect that I may just end up in a casket way before my time. That fear, while it unnerves me, I understand why it exists, it exists just as all fear does - to be conquered, and I will conquer it. And I will not conquer it to win a title shot, I will conquer it for Tiffany. I will conquer it for my family. I will conquer it because that's what my family deserve from me.
On the surface, I'm the one at the disadvantage here, but then I realised something about this match. I sat and thought about it a little more and then it dawned on me, this will not be a wrestling contest, people look at this match and they're not expecting a mat wrestling classic, they're expecting a brawl, a fight - and that's exactly what they - and you - will get on Sunday. A real Kat fight. This match, its no disqualification. Anything goes, and as long as I'm breathing, as long as my heart is beating, it will. I can claw your eyes out with a rusty screwdriver if I find it under the ring, I can set your ass on fire if somebody hands me a lighter, I can rip your damn throat out with a switchblade and you can consider it a receipt for ripping my heart out. I can drop your ass through a table in retaliation for what you made me do to my sister, and when I do, you will not be able to blame me, you will only be able to blame yourself.
You brought this all on yourself Eternity, you made this all personal, far more personal than it ever needed to be, and I don't even know why. There was a time when I tried to figure this all out, I tried to ask myself why in the world you would do this? Now I don't care, all I care about now is choking you the fuck out and stuffing your lifeless and limp body in that casket. I will save my sister, and I will do it by ensuring that you cannot save yourself. There's a beautiful poetry in that, don't you think? It is almost as poetic as the notion that by upping the ante and challenging me to this damn match, you're the architect of your own defeat.
For weeks now, you've been rocking my world, and over the last six days, I've watched helplessly as you've tried to destroy my world so now on the seventh day, one of us will rest in peace, and you can bet the last few marbles you have that I will do everything I can to ensure that it isn't me. You've witnessed and you've laughed at me while you've watched me suffer, a victim of my own loss of control, this Sunday, what goes around will come back around, the only difference will be when I lose control this time, I will make sure the right people suffer. I will make sure the right people pay. You need to understand one thing Eternity, and understand it right now...
I will die a Queen or else I will not die at all.
Jake Conway sat on the couch, idly flipping through a copy of the August issue of IWF Magazine, not really reading it, but rather trying to distract himself from his own thoughts of feeling guilt, responsibility and helplessness for his wife and his sister-in-laws situation. It wasn't wasn't working.
Suddenly Kathy collapsed next to him, a damp tissue in her hand, she grabs his arm and puts it around herself as she snuggles up to him, putting her head on his shoulder. It broke his heart to know that Eternity had managed to get to his wife and that he could do nothing except to watch her cry her beautiful eyes out, he had been a spectator for a few days as he had watched his wife struggle to keep it together over what she had inadvertently done to her baby sister. Jake sets the magazine aside and devotes himself entirely to his wife.
Kathy sighs and the couple speak to each other in hushed whispers.
Kathy: I've missed you...
Jake: I've missed you too.
Kathy smiles.
Kathy: Thank you.
Jake: What for?
Kathy: For giving me the space I needed, for being so understanding about all of this and for being you...
Jake mirrors his wife smile.
Jake: Hey, we all need our own space sometimes, I totally get that.
Kathy: I just felt so...overwhelmed. I haven't ever had anybody get this personal with me before, most of the girls would just have a few laughs about our marriage and call it a day...but Eternity, she - I just wasn't ready for any of this. I always knew it was a risk having family in this business, but still I wasn't prepared for it.
Jake: You never are, honey, you never are. Do you think I was ever prepared for half of the shit Spike Kane put me through throughout my career?
Kathy: How did you handle it?
Jake: Honestly, I couldn't tell you, all I know is if you can survive something this personal and this intense, you've finally made it. Just like I did.
Kathy: Do you think I can?
Jake: I know you can. You've proven your inner strength several times over already, and more than that, you've already beaten Eternity once. You're the only woman on the roster who can claim to have beaten Eternity one on one so there's absolutely no reason why you couldn't do it again, and I have every faith that you will. You are strong, stronger than even you realise, stronger than even me. It's one of the reasons I love you. I'm just sorry you are going through this, I got Tiffany her job, so this is partly my fault...
Kathy: Don't be silly. You only got her the job because I asked you to. I've blamed myself enough for all this, don't blame yourself too. I don't need you to blame yourself right now, I need you to believe in me. Your love and belief in me is why I m as strong as I am, baby.
Jake: You never need to ask me to believe in you, darling. I always will.
Kathy smiles.
Kathy: So tell me...since you've been on both sides of a Casket Match before, any pointers?
Jake: Well, since this is your first, let me tell you about mine. It was against Milo Holland. Such a big bastard he was, I thought I was fucked right from the off...
Well howdy there pardner.