A Story

[Isabella Maldini]

You know I haven’t had so much fun in years. Say what you like about Eternity, but boy is she fun! I have to put my hands up and say I would never have thought of hanging an effigy of Tifa Heafy in a closet.

I mean that’s a whole other level of vindictive.

I love it. It even brought a little smile to his bug mugs face too, didn’t it?

I enjoyed her showmanship but…

Oh come on now, don’t start on about whether we can trust her again, we only just finished arguing.

I’m sorry, I just want you to be safe…

Have you heard this guy? You make it sound like this is my first time around the block hunny, I’ve been in far stickier situations than this, both figuratively and literally. Eternity isn’t the first nut we’ve run the risk of cracking, now is it?

No.

Then just relax big guy, if we can survive the mafia, we can survive a little goth girl gone bad. What’s she going to do, put a hex on you? Besides, she’s got nothing to worry about, she knows she can trust little old me, even if Katherine thinks she’s thrown a little spanner in the works.

She’s smarter than we thought.

Sure she is, Roberto doesn’t just hire anybody to work for him. You know, he wouldn’t even consider working with me until I proved I wasn’t a total crook. I mean, I was a little rough with a few of the bounties, but you can’t blame a girl when they get a little too touchy feely, can you?

I’m just not that sort of girl.

Well, not for any price her could have afforded. It was always quite cute when they tried outbidding the big bad government, but of course Mr Spoilsport Robbie V wouldn’t have had any of that. Come to think of it, I always wondered why we bothered to placate him so much?

Because you couldn’t resist him?

Well, there was that, but don’t worry gang, my black little heart has lost all its colour again, so you don’t need to lock away your husband’s anymore girls. I mean, unless that is what you’re into, in which case.

Go you.

Though you know big guy, it’s been so long I wouldn’t know what the girls get up to, did you know that they just haven’t seen fit to book me recently? After everything I did for Bertie and Simon, they left us sitting at home making money off a bunch of saps in the bars we hustle. I have to say it made us pretty mad.

Uncontrollably.

So I guess it’s only appropriate we tell you the little story of Isabella and Eternity. I mean, that is what you all want to know.

You see, there was a little girl, called Izzy, whose friends decided to ignore her, all because she was a little bit naughty. No matter how much she tried, they just wouldn’t answer her phone calls and they stopped inviting her out to go bowling, or beat people up in the middle of a ring. Poor little Izzy just didn’t know what to do, all she wanted to do was play with her friends and carry on her new career.

Poor Izzy.

I know right? Well, she kept trying to no avail when suddenly a little birdie called Eternity flew into her life. Eternity was a strange little bird who nobody seemed to understand. All she wanted to do was have a little fun and enjoy all the craziness but it was getting so dull on her own. Even though she had two big strapping men to play wiccan with she missed the company of another girl and she took pity on poor little Izzy.

How sweet.

It seemed that the two had so much in common, both of them were outcasts and they never really had a family. But most of all, they had one big problem in common. Some spoiled little blonde brat was parading around with something they both awfully wanted and, lucky them, Eternity just so happened to have a chance to take it. So they plotted and they schemed and they conspired and they concocted and final they came up with a plan.

A plan to get that tricky little Jessie.

And it was all going so well, until this bossy goose called Katherine decided to shove her beak where it wasn’t wanted. When all little Izzy and Eternity were trying to do was to have some fun and take back what was rightfully there, she put a spanner in the works to try and tear the two friends apart. A Ruby that feel girls could possibly resist.

And that is where the story ends, for now. Poor Izzy has to make a choice, does she help Eternity, or does she take something for herself?

I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.

Well, well, well, we’ve been here before haven’t we?

You and me Jessica, fighting over something incredibly important that could make or break our careers. Ok, perhaps the stakes are a little higher this time, but the principle is the same. You stand between me and my destiny and after last time, I think there’s a little payback on the cards for me.

Now I know people are going to make a big deal about whether Eternity can trust me, but honestly that is between me and her.

The way I like to see it is that this week, as long as you’re in pain Jessie, I win. Either I make you tap myself and get myself a title shot, or I help Eternity make you cry and I am in with the Diamond’s champion.

How can I possibly lose?

Let’s be honest, I simply can’t. I know we all want to see some drama between me and Eternity, the whole will she won’t she debate rages on but I am not going to fall into those traps. I know everyone is dying for me to jump in and screw Eternity over, but it’s simply not going to happen. Eternity is far more good to me by my side than wanting to see me dead and we all know that it’s about who you know in this business, not what you know.

Having a friend as the Diamond’s champion is just as much use to me as having a title shot of my own.

So you can stop wetting yourself with excitement, Jess. We’re both gunning for you and as long as one of us has you crying your pretty little eyes out by the end of the evening it will have been a complete success.

I can trust Eternity and she can trust me.

Let’s not kid ourselves though, I would love to be the one who makes you pay. You got to live your dream at my expense, whilst your new found father figure and his old British chum have kept me sitting at home watching you bounce around like a jacked up little munchkin on acid. It should have been me who everyone was going crazy about, Jess.

You stole my dream.

So I thought it was only fair for me to ruin yours. What better ally to pick to help turn it into a nightmare than Eternity, right? I mean she has the flair for the satanic and we both know you’re easily scared, so it was a match made in heaven.

When she said I could smack you around the head it just sweetened the pot.

I may not be the Diamond’s champion this weekend regardless of what happens, but if I can help make your life just a little more awkward dearest, then well, I’ll call it a success. Sometimes we have to wait for greatness and, thanks to you, that wait was always going to be a little longer, but once we’ve achieved it, the fall can be awfully hard.

And sugar, if I can help Eternity, I am going to enjoy watching you take that little tumble.

We know what you can do in the ring and you can be sure that we’ll never underestimate that, but you’re just a little rabbit caught in the pack of wolves’ gaze. We’re going to toy with you and tear you apart, that is of course if the wily old coyote doesn’t have anything to do with it.

Welcome back from the dead, Kathy. Trust me when I say nobody missed you.

Well, perhaps that sap of a husband did but then, we all know he goes soft when it comes to you. I hope he doesn’t transfer that record to the bedroom sugar, or I can see why you have been so angsty recently.

Well, besides the little friend Eternity decided to keep.

Now I could sit here and make dispersions about your age, perhaps call you ugly or insult your period of mental instability and it’d raise a few laughs here and there and we’d all have a good giggle at your expense but then that would be looking past the threat you pose this week.

Jessie is fighting for her belt, you… you’re fighting for vengeance. And that can be a very dangerous motivating factor, one which could prove very painful for anybody who happens to get in your way. So why piss you off even more by trotting out the same literature, right?

I mean we’ve all heard about how you’re hips going to go any minute and you’re married to a man who lived through the reign of the first Queen Elizabeth and whilst old reliable is always a fun go to, I am going to treat you with an incey wincey little bit more respect than that, because Lord knows you’re going to be going all out to tear my friend limb from limb and if I am in the way, well I’ll just be collateral.

Won’t I?

But then, that is perhaps your biggest weakness of all, in a ring sense at least. You’re going to be so focused on putting Eternity in the ground that you’re going to be lashing out without really thinking about the consequences. You see, we know you’re going to hit us, and hit us hard, we’re not stupid enough to think otherwise.

But in your rage, you’re going to make mistakes.

You’re going to leave openings, opening we’ll exploit. Just like Jessie, we’ll pick you apart until we have you exactly where we want you and when we’ve got you there, we’ll make you wish you never leaped so heroically out of that little death wagon.

You’re a tough bitch, Kathleen Conway, but me and Eternity…

We’re inventive.

We’ve watch you and we’ve studied you, we know how you operate and we know how to defeat you. This Sunday, no matter what the pair of you tries, we will have a solution. Your fate has already been determined.

The only question left, is how will you meet it?