Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2018 0:33:10 GMT
She should have seen it coming, she should have been aware, the chair smashing against her back as Christina did her power play she’d caught Charity’s reaction whilst she was recovering and that it wasn’t a pleased one.
Back in Boston, back home she took in the announcements that had come after the confrontation, a three way matches and Brooklyn and Charity.
Finger tips trailed along the canvas as she watched trainees do their thing a session coming to an end Spike Tapped Pan on the shoulder and nodded her up with a soft mutter.
“You take this one.”
Pan blinked surprised at that those inquisitive eyes and form looking up towards him as she licked her lip a bit and then asked gently.
“Me? Why?”
Spike shook his head and said softly.
“Because I’m asking, please Pandora, you take this one.”
She shouldn’t have asked, she knew the reason, unvoiced as it was, unsaid and unspoken there’d been no arguments and there’d been no sadness between them but in the silence between them the reasons why were there.
A silent but inevitable passing of a torch before the situation was forced was happening, a thousand emotions welled up in her even as she stepped up and Trainees filtered to the outside surprised to See Pandora stepping into the ring.
And she felt like she wasn’t there, the darkness around her, spilled over. Her eyes closed even as she knew other ears were listening. The nightmares hadn’t come yet maybe because the nightmare was actually happening. But she knew enough about Rowan to recognise her touch that quiet whisper, the fact she couldn’t quite see their faces as they looked at her and she managed a soft chuckle.
“Thanks Spike, so seems I’m here to give a pep talk, first of many right? I mean what do I say to you guys that hasn’t already been said?”
Out of the corner of her eye Astrid joined Spike, looking up with a smile Hope was spied among the trainees too beacons of light in her little solitude, not even fighting against the dark.
Seemed Rowan was a beacon too, and that made Pan smile all the more as she looked up and scuffed her foot.
“I could never have dreamed I would be standing here, giving advice to people in the middle of training, delivering a pep talk, we’ve seen a lot of the ups and downs of our business recently and I guess I wanted to give one piece of advice, because this business will beat you up…”
A pause and she said gently.
“Life, will beat you up, you’re going to make friends, make enemies, you’re gonna have people say things about you that are hurtful, and some of them? Some of those things they say will be true. You’ll know that, some of you have already decided how you want to approach the business, that’s ok but I want you to remember this talk if anything, all of us wants to be the best.”
She let that sink in, for a moment she let the since hold up in the air and she said softly.
“For some of you, that isn’t going to happen, that’s not to say you aren’t worthy but sometimes that’s life guys, it’s just the way it is it’s not fair and it’s not right but it happens.”
She nodded and smiles.
“But that’s ok, guys everyone gets so wound up on success and belts that sometimes they forget they got into this because they enjoy it, we all started because we’re fans, because we want to do this I look over these ropes and I see the future of our business I see people That someday? Might be the legends of tomorrow me? My legend only just got started, Life has been very good to me I found people who care and I stuck with them. And I’ll keep sticking with them just remember when life knocks you down and when it seems like you can’t go on?”
She smiled a bit and looks around at everyone pausing as for a moment it was like Rowan was stood directly opposite her, reflexively she touched the side of her face remembering fire and pain and her smile grew even wider and there it was a silent nod of affirmation between them.
They could never see eye to eye completely but they understood, she understood there was aconnection in that somewhere.
Perhaps even redemption.
“You pick your ass back up and remember why you started this, remember me standing here saying there is no such thing as done, you can take breaks, you can take a step back but whilst ever you are doing something that you love? Whilst ever it is you are indulging this passion and skill of ours?”
She nods and smiled.
“You’re succeeding.”
Pan paused and gestured a bit with a sigh.
“Get yourselves a drink, pick up your notes and we’ll see you around.”
Pan bounced and rolled out of the ring towards Astrid and Spike both of them stood there and Astrid gave her a hug even as Pan squeaked and asked softly.
“So, does that mean I’m teaching now?”
Spike manages a chuckle and said with a smile.
“You’ve been teaching since we met.”
Astrid nodded in agreement.
“He’s right Pandora, you taught us all so much.”
Pan blushed and looked towards the trainees even as she spoke gently.
“It does gonna be ok guys…I know it, All will be well.”
Pandora’s form fades in, in ring gear as she bounces a little on her tiptoes from side to side as she rolled her bound hands and wrists taking in a breath.
“I think this has already been Said But one year ago, I was Brooklyn, I was on top of the world having beaten Paige Garcia and something was brewing underneath.”
She clicked her fingers and smirks.
“Just like that it was over and I found myself fighting all over again, so here we stand Brooklyn Madrox, Charity Crowne and me in competition for the Women’s World championship.”
A long pause and Pan moves towards the camera the lights behind her changing to highlight her form.
“As was mentioned when this match was set up, this time last year I lost the belt at this even and I’ve been trying to get back to the very top of this business again, I’ve been training and working and fighting with every breath and all the while I see the Pack ascendant I see the war going on and I see people being drained all the more for it.”
Pan sighs a little eyes focusing down even as she smirked.
“Even as I watch this, the Best friends club are attacking any and all in their sight, anyone to make their mark and Charity Crowne is the one who has been chosen she blames me for her poor run she sees me as the cause of her failings I’m a roadblock to surmount. I’m the challenge. I’m Charity Crowne’s Problem.”
She smirks.
“I’m Brooklyn Madrox’s Problem too.”
A pause and she nod taking a breath and smirks.
“And I gotta tell you it’s a hell of a compliment, if I win I stand to gain everything again, a place in the sun a new dawn, another dance and all will be well.”
She stretches looking towards the camera again from straightening up as she tightens her jaw just a bit.
“So, a little history, Brooklyn Madrox has defended the belt against all comers, she broke Astrid’s collarbone she went to war with Dawn and then she stepped aside so that Rowan could once more give her warnings to al that would listen but she’s been there standing a bastion but never speaking, always in Rowan’s shadows only speaking when she needs to, careful with her words and ready for war.”
Pandora shook her head and sighed.
“You joined the pack because they offered to help you, no strings , no threats you asked for help and they offered and so on you skipped, the lil’ red riding hood becoming the big bad wolf.”
A smirk.
“The thing is Brooklyn you are fierce, you are a believer, you owe the Pack everything and most of all you are the woman to beat, you are the one with all the cards and you are the one with the most to lose and part of me thinks hopes you’ve been waiting for this moment when the IWF sends more and more at you hoping to fight harder with each breath, I can hear them on your breath kill, slay, die. The Wyld hunt. ”
She smirks a bit.
“Only in this case we must come to you, a cunning trap, guarding the treasure which everyone seeks, and so here I am with one other and everyone’s head must be on a swivel, nobody is allowed at ringside not that the Pack would interfere, that much I know from dire experience.”
She manages a grin and stretches on out as she starts to walk around in a small circle.
“So, Brooklyn I am coming for you I am coming for you and for Charity, The runway is lit and I am about ready to take off and this is only to end with one of us getting pinned, or tapping So Brooklyn for all your ferocity all your skill and all your light?”
A pause.
“I will be that much brighter Not a step backwards, not one. You have something to learn Brooklyn and that is not just how to win your belts but how to lose them too, and I look forwards to teaching that lesson, Lil wolf.”
She smiles and spoke softly to herself looking down at her hands as fingers wriggle.
“Deshi Basara.”
She looks up and stops being distracted form what she was saying before nodding.
“You know what that means? It means rise up, and with that, I move onto Charity Crowne. The woman who blames me the woman who and I don’t know how, pushed her way into this match up or rather had pushed her way into it before I was even added.”
She sighs a little, chuckling just a bit spinning on her form as she bounces to point at the camera and gives a sly wink.
“So Charity, this is all my doing is it? That I was somehow instrumental in knocking you off your rhythm that I stand in your way. Problem being with your logic is that you came for me.”
A pause as her eyes look away and trace something just off screen as she keeps her tone, burning with passion.
“You and your friends didn’t wait for me to come for you, now you sit there and play the victim, play the sob story and try to paint yourself the heroine of the story when realistically? You beat me up, you harried me in the corridors and then you blamed me for it...”
She took a long deep breath and eyes flicking towards the cameras she hardens her voice.
“I told you before, not a step backwards Charity for better or worse It’s going to be all three of us, and I’m not going to spare you, I’m not going to be nice no because Charity we’ve gone to war, you can dress yourself up all you want but the fact remains that you’re a coward, I saw your face when Christina Beaned me. You were angry, wasn’t part of your perfect plan to humiliate me proper was it?”
She paused and moved towards the camera again and said.
“I have walked through fire, I have been burned I have been laid in defat and I’m seeing my nightmares come to life every day, with every breath and I have decided that I am not going to take a step back ...Forwards Charity, always forwards , for me…For Astrid…For Spike...For Dawn for Hope. Yes Even for Warren."
She took another moment to step towards the camera that forward momentum meaning her features were now becoming very clear in the camera.
“The Abyss couldn’t beat me, the fire couldn’t beat me, it hurt me put me down for just long enough but I’ve come back every. Single. Time. You aren’t enough Charity, Brooklyn isn’t enough no Jewel in the crown for you, no setting of the dusk no, not anymore I am I have to be the best I can be .”
A pause.
“The best we all can be, not because it’s easy or self-righteous but because it’s the hardest things ting to do, to look evil right in the eye and believe it can be redeemed, belie it can be changed to see the best in everyone and fight. And fight and fight with everything I have, everything I am.”
She seems to wobble as emotion overcomes her a bit eyes tearing up as a fist clenches, lower lip quivering as she nods and said.
“So I’m not just going to fight…I’m going to Win."
She seems to harden that keen fire buiurning in her eyes.
"Knock all you want sisters, and drag my name through the mud. Hit me, hurt me, Break me. I will Rise up, Deshi Basara like the Red Sun. Deshi Basara, Hope comes again.”
She pauses again and nods.
“Deshi Basara. Let the dance never end.”
Fade out.
Well howdy there pardner.