Post by Kathleen Conway on Jul 19, 2013 21:52:27 GMT
I always knew one's life could change on a dime. I should be used to it by now. I was in a business where one's fortunes could change and change quite dramatically by virtue of one single solitary count. A total of six seconds, six little seconds stood between me and my ultimate destiny, whatever it was. Win or lose on Sunday, I'd go down in history, either way. Either as the woman who finally broke through her self-imposed glass ceiling and ultimately outlasted eight women to become the first ever IWF Diamond's Wotld Champion, or else the woman for whom nothing ever really changes between those ropes, close but no cigar...to once again be told here in IWF, the very same things I was told by all my critics throughout my time in NCW...
"Sorry Kathleen, you're good, just not that good..."
Those were the words that resounded in my thoughts, they pricked me as if they were the little daggers that reverberated in my mind. Yet I refused to let my mind bleed.
Shut up, Kelly Knite!
"Ohhh, so close, Kat! You came within a whisker of greatness...same as always...heeheehee..."
Shut up, Zelda Knite!
Zelda's girly giggles gave way to Kelly's condescending chuckles, which in turn are drowned out by Eternity's howls of laughter.
heeheehehahahaHEEHEEHAAAHAAAHAAAAHAAAAAAHAAAAAA!
Shut up!
Shut up!
SHUT UP!
NONE OF YOU ARE HERE! NONE OF YOU ARE REALLY HERE!
Kathy's blood was heated, her heart was pounding and he fists were on fire as leather struck leather, with piston speed and precision. as she rained down heavy blow after heavy blow on the punching bag as Eternity's promo played in the corner.
I wasn't sure if Eternity's words were going to drive me on, or drive me mad, all I knew was I was fine with either eventuality.
"Send a maniac to catch a maniac..."
Christ, I was already thinking like her, I just recalled a random Sly Stallone quote.
Excellent.
Kathy roared with laughter as she stepped back and spun on her feet delivering a spin kick to the bag, rocking it on its hook.
Just as I was starting to feel good, Eternity's words pierced my senses and threatened to pierce my heart...
"Sorry Kathleen, you're good, just not that good..."
Those were the words that resounded in my thoughts, they pricked me as if they were the little daggers that reverberated in my mind. Yet I refused to let my mind bleed.
Shut up, Kelly Knite!
"Ohhh, so close, Kat! You came within a whisker of greatness...same as always...heeheehee..."
Shut up, Zelda Knite!
Zelda's girly giggles gave way to Kelly's condescending chuckles, which in turn are drowned out by Eternity's howls of laughter.
heeheehehahahaHEEHEEHAAAHAAAHAAAAHAAAAAAHAAAAAA!
Shut up!
Shut up!
SHUT UP!
NONE OF YOU ARE HERE! NONE OF YOU ARE REALLY HERE!
Kathy's blood was heated, her heart was pounding and he fists were on fire as leather struck leather, with piston speed and precision. as she rained down heavy blow after heavy blow on the punching bag as Eternity's promo played in the corner.
I wasn't sure if Eternity's words were going to drive me on, or drive me mad, all I knew was I was fine with either eventuality.
"Send a maniac to catch a maniac..."
Christ, I was already thinking like her, I just recalled a random Sly Stallone quote.
Excellent.
Kathy roared with laughter as she stepped back and spun on her feet delivering a spin kick to the bag, rocking it on its hook.
Just as I was starting to feel good, Eternity's words pierced my senses and threatened to pierce my heart...
"Don't hate me right now Kathy, this is nobody's fault but your own, well maybe the NCW 2008 video library is partly to blame too, which the lovely Miss Lockheart was kind enough to give me access to so I could study up on my opponents for my big semi final match against somebody who's supposed to be a big deal but still hasn't managed to win a singles title in the business despite being here for over five years now. Go figure!
BUT STILL THIS IS YOUR FAULT!"
Kathy: Eternity was right, this was all my fault. You're my baby sister, and I brought you into my crazy world when I should have kept you out of it, and for that sis, I'm truly sorry...
Kathy silently wept as she stood in the gym, consumed by the sorrows of all her failings, both personal and professional.
How far will we go?
That's what this was all about, that's all this has ever been about. This Heiress To The Throne Tournament is not about how far we want to go, no we all have the same end goal, we all want to win this thing, that much is obvious, but how far will we actually go? I learned a while ago that in this business want and will are not always the same thing, no matter how much we are convinced they might be. It's funny how repeatedly getting your peachy little ass kicked from pillar to post by some of the greatest women in this industry, from Kelly Fox to Zelda Knite to Alysson Gardner has a funny way of teaching you these little things.
And for those of you watching this right now who still might be naive and innocent enough to believe otherwise, that will and want are actually interchangeable concepts and variations on the same theme, and yes Jess I'm looking at you here, let me educate you a little further by drawing from my own experiences as all good teachers do. The handful of times I earned a shot at the Starlets World Championship in NCW, each and every time I wanted it fine enough, wanted it badly in fact, and in my naivety I thought that was enough, it never was, it wasn't for a lack of trying either and it wasn't because I was a mediocre talent in that ring even if that continues to be the popular consensus among the more monstrous egos in this business. That's the problem with an idea, once you have it, good or bad, it persists, it permeates and it consumes. Eternity has her ideas about me, Alysson has her ideas about me, and I'm sure Jessica has her ideas about me, and in turn I have my ideas about each of you. What they are, well that doesn't really matter does it? All that matters is not which of us wants to transcend those ideas, because we all do. Rather what matters is which of us will transcend them.
The point I'm trying to make here is that once upon a time in my career, whilst I wanted success I wasn't willing to go nearly far enough to attain it, I wasn't willing to invest my heart into my career as deeply as I had invested it in my marriage, and now I realise that was all on me. It was my mistake to make, I made it and I paid the price. Five years ago I decided I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Jake Conway, and I was willing to do anything, absolutely anything to realise that particular dream, to win that particular heart, and now I will do anything to hold onto that particular diamond in my life. Unlike so many of you, I will not make a choice, I will not choose my home life or my career, why should I have to make a choice? Why can't I have both? Why? Is it because none of you have the emotional stability to attain both? See I stand above each of you in that regard, I was not driven into this business after some aspect of my life spun so wildly out of control and sent everything to complete shit. Nothing jaded me to the point where I decided hey I'm a big angry bitch who just needs to hit something to make myself feel better...just because...
I came into this business when my life was great, when I was on top of the world, and most of all I never saw this business as an outlet or an escape but rather an adventure, a brand new adventure to share with the love of my life and over the years some of you have gone out of your way to try and take that sense of happiness away from me, some of you are still trying, because hey misery loves company after all, right? Only I've never quite indulged any of you because I frankly I didn't think any of you were worth the time or effort, most of you were just flashes of talent coated in layers of insecurity and bolstered by hollow, empty and meaningless threats. In short none of you ever gave me enough of a reason to trample all over your dreams. At least not until now.
Mark this Sunday ladies, not as the day all your dreams are realised, but rather as the day they all lie dead and buried next to Eternity. I have to admire her, at least on some level, she may be nuts but I can't underestimate her, not after this. Not after she actually stepped up to do the one thing you only talked about. She actually acted on her jealousy and because she's never been loved she thought she'd test mine. Test away crazy bitch, I will pass not only with flying colours, but I will also pass you by, leaving in my blazing trail of sparkling diamonds three sorry sacks of coal...
Jake Conway walked into her hotel room, without announcing his entrance. Katherine Lockheart stands up from the bed, dressed only in a white robe and her hair damp from her morning shower. She smiles upon seeing him.
Katherine: Oh Jake!
She runs up to him and hugs him without invitation, and he doesn't object because of the morning he's had, consoling his wife after the disappearance of her younger sister had drained him, emotionally.
Katherine: I'm sooooooo sorry to hear about Tiffany, Kathy must be going out of her mind. Is she okay?
Jake: She'll be okay, she's tougher than she looks. A real diamond...
Katherine smiles.
Jake: Kat...herine, damn I have to get used to that...I came here to -
Katherine's giggles cut him off.
Katherine: Got you on a tight leash, has she? Doesn't surprise me, she does seem rather possessive.
Jake: Yeah, well, it is to be expected, she loves me.
Katherine tried not to be too surprised by his choice of phrasing, even though it intrigues her that he didn't say 'I love her...' when he so easily could have.
Katherine: I'm sure she does, its obvious to everybody, even the crazy people it seems...
Jake: What?
Katherine directs Jake's attention to the television set where Eternity's promo is playing.
Jake: She's wrong, you know?
Katherine: Yeah, well so are you, if you think I had anything to do with this. That is why you came, isn't it? To interrogate or charm it out of me, whichever you felt had the best chance of giving you what you want. Of course it would mean more if I actually knew anything. I'm finding all this out for the first time, just as you are...
Jake lowers his head, she knew him too well. After a few moments the two former lovers lock eyes, holding each other's gaze, each seemingly searching for something in the other, but neither brave or foolish enough to say what it was they were looking for.
Jake: Are you sure? She did say you gave her access to the old tapes...
Katherine: Yes, I did, because she asked. She may be a little looney tunes but she's still a legitimate competitor in this business and as such she has the same rights and privileges as any of my Diamonds, including the right to research her opponents through any and all IWF resources...
Jake blinks at Katherine's rather managerial tone of voice and reasoning, before offering her a small smirk.
Jake: Why, Miss Lockheart, I've never heard your 'corporate' voice before...
This time it was Katherine's turn to smirk.
Katherine: Do you like it?
Jake: It is kind of sexy...but then, you've never had a huge problem with that...
Katherine steps closer to him, putting a hand on his chest.
Katherine: Neither have you...
Jake: ...I'm married...
Katherine: Who are you reminding? Me...or yourself?
Katherine then takes a step back from him, lowering her hand with a sigh.
Katherine: Turn around and go home Jake, Kathleen needs you. Tell her you got nothing from me...
Jake turns around to leave, putting his hand on the door handle.
Katherine: You never told me if you believed me about having nothing to do with Tiffany's disappearance...
Jake turns his head and looks at her with a smile.
Jake: I didn't realise I needed to...
Jake then leaves.
Eternity. You think you've got me all figured out, don't you? Don't worry, you're not the first and you damn sure won't be the last. You think my entire world revolves around Jake, just like they all do, and like them Eternity, you're not seeing the whole picture. My love for Jake is only part of what drives me, I put him before my career because he is part of my FAMILY...and for those of you still drawing with crayons and struggling to keep up like Eternity, that means that my love for him is not greater or any less for him than for my own sister...it is equal. I love my family equally and THEY will always come first. I'm sorry you lost yours, really I am, its sad, its tragic and the only reason I'm not crying right now is because I'm all out of tissues. Just because you don't have a family, it doesn't give you any right to steal mine, ANY member of them.
I don't have any reason to trust you, I have no reason to actually believe you'll actually release Tiffany not if, but when I beat you, but for the sake of my little sister I also have no other choice now do I? So I will accept the terms of your little challenge. You must think you hold the trump card right now, but before you get too carried away on death's chariot with yourself, you'd do well to remember how I earned my way into the final four in the first place. Last week I beat somebody who was touted to be my superior in that ring, in a match that was billed as a 'Winner Take All' Match, please tell me the poetry of that isn't lost on you given who my husband is, and now you've raised the personal stakes just a little bit when you really didn't need to and you're offering me another gamble, and for that I thank you.
When this all began I was convinced that you'd force me to fight on your terms, in your world, but obviously you're either far too confident or far too crazy, I don't care which, to think you can step into a world I'm very familiar with, a world I married into, a world I fell in love with and challenge me. Let me remind you of the odds here girl, I may only have a twenty five percent chance overall of walking away with the gold on Sunday, but I have a fifty percent chance of beating you, a fifty percent chance of getting Tiffany back, fifty-fifty, heads or tails, the proverbial coin toss, and just like the two sides of every coin, you have only called one side into question. The same side they all do, they all concern themselves with how intensely I love, that they completely forget the flip side of the coin.
If I can love somebody so intensely as to inspire everybody's jealousy, then it stands to reason that I can hate somebody just as intensely, and if I can dedicate myself to expressing my love, then I can also dedicate myself to my hate and right now I HATE you Eternity. I don't dig crazy chicks, but I can dig their graves, and that is what you're setting yourself up for on Sunday. If you want so badly to shed the blood that colours the carpet to my throne, I can indulge you Eternity. In fact, if you want to know the truth, the only thing that trumps my hate for you is the sense of pity I feel for you.
Tragedy has so jaded your world that you do not and cannot know what real love is, or the forms it can take. Of course Tiffany loves Jake, what do you expect her to say? He's part of her family as much as he is mine, so how can she not love him? It isn't the death blow to me that you think it is or even need it to be for me to be rattled by it, its sad that you've never experienced any other form of love other than the sexual, or maybe you have but the sexual is just the one you crave the most because nobody wants to stick their shovel in your grave. I don't know, and I don't particularly care, and to prove exactly how much I don't care, I'm going to say a few words to my two other potential opponents just to show them that they haven't been forgotten or overshadowed by my quest to conquer death, Hell and the grave on my way to meet my destiny whilst I give my maker the middle finger.
Speaking of middle finger, I have one for you Alysson if you think you can continue to underestimate me in your usual condescending way, I am in no mood to hear about how good you think you are compared to me, and if you can get passed Masquerade Molly and we meet in the final, I will be more than willing to chop down the big redwood and slap a false Goddess right across her arrogant and smug little face. As I've already explained to Eternity, each of us has the exact same chance of walking away with the belt come Sunday so please don't be an idiot and try to underestimate me and act like its some foregone conclusion that your victory is inevitable because it isn't, even with all of your past successes, the fact remains that right now, in IWF, though you have the same chance as any of us on paper, statistically you're the least likely to pull it off when your overall performance is factored in.
I know its a hard fact to swallow for someone with an ego as big as yours, but the simple fact is that even though I won't count you out just yet, I'm far more likely to end up meeting Jessica Reed in the final and I know that really grinds your gears, but Jess has put on a solid performance throughout this tournament, and some might even say it'd be a real shame if she was to come so far and fall at the final hurdle. Unfortunately I cannot do anything about that eventuality except perhaps say better luck next time kid, and if we meet in the final as I think we will, I just want to know, its nothing personal. No, luckily for you, I will have worked all that out of my system by the time we meet in the ring. So count your blessings and if you have any to spare, feel free to pass them onto Eternity, I would if I had any, but all I have left for her are my most heartfelt condolences...
Drowning in floods of her tears, a small buoy of hope bobbed to the surface as she recalled her husband's words from earlier in the week.
"Instead they'll hate you for it, they'll hunt you, they'll threaten you, they'll threaten us. They'll question everything about you, don't let it break you, instead tune it out, think of it all as white noise, just as I do..."
Kathy smiled as she wiped away her tears with the back of her hand.
I would use the words of one love to help me save another. I would save my baby sister from the clutches of death and I would do it over the cold dead body over the woman they call Eternity but will remember as just another stop on the road to my kingdom. A kingdom not of darkness and dreams. a kingdom not of Heaven or Hell, but rather a kingdom of light and hope, a kingdom studded in the brightest diamonds and a kingdom I would rule as its Queen. Kneel my subjects, my coronation is almost at hand. Those who say Death always wins, forget that so too does the House.
Eternity and I are at a stalemate.
Something has to give this Sunday.
It just won't be me.
Kathy whispers under her breath to herself.
Kathy: Thank you Jake...
She smiles as she resumes pounding on the punching bag, imagining each blow was a shot to Death itself. She was in for the fight of her life, she knew this, but she also knew that she wasn't ready to die yet, she would die a Queen or else she just wouldn't die at all...
Kathy silently wept as she stood in the gym, consumed by the sorrows of all her failings, both personal and professional.
How far will we go?
That's what this was all about, that's all this has ever been about. This Heiress To The Throne Tournament is not about how far we want to go, no we all have the same end goal, we all want to win this thing, that much is obvious, but how far will we actually go? I learned a while ago that in this business want and will are not always the same thing, no matter how much we are convinced they might be. It's funny how repeatedly getting your peachy little ass kicked from pillar to post by some of the greatest women in this industry, from Kelly Fox to Zelda Knite to Alysson Gardner has a funny way of teaching you these little things.
And for those of you watching this right now who still might be naive and innocent enough to believe otherwise, that will and want are actually interchangeable concepts and variations on the same theme, and yes Jess I'm looking at you here, let me educate you a little further by drawing from my own experiences as all good teachers do. The handful of times I earned a shot at the Starlets World Championship in NCW, each and every time I wanted it fine enough, wanted it badly in fact, and in my naivety I thought that was enough, it never was, it wasn't for a lack of trying either and it wasn't because I was a mediocre talent in that ring even if that continues to be the popular consensus among the more monstrous egos in this business. That's the problem with an idea, once you have it, good or bad, it persists, it permeates and it consumes. Eternity has her ideas about me, Alysson has her ideas about me, and I'm sure Jessica has her ideas about me, and in turn I have my ideas about each of you. What they are, well that doesn't really matter does it? All that matters is not which of us wants to transcend those ideas, because we all do. Rather what matters is which of us will transcend them.
The point I'm trying to make here is that once upon a time in my career, whilst I wanted success I wasn't willing to go nearly far enough to attain it, I wasn't willing to invest my heart into my career as deeply as I had invested it in my marriage, and now I realise that was all on me. It was my mistake to make, I made it and I paid the price. Five years ago I decided I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Jake Conway, and I was willing to do anything, absolutely anything to realise that particular dream, to win that particular heart, and now I will do anything to hold onto that particular diamond in my life. Unlike so many of you, I will not make a choice, I will not choose my home life or my career, why should I have to make a choice? Why can't I have both? Why? Is it because none of you have the emotional stability to attain both? See I stand above each of you in that regard, I was not driven into this business after some aspect of my life spun so wildly out of control and sent everything to complete shit. Nothing jaded me to the point where I decided hey I'm a big angry bitch who just needs to hit something to make myself feel better...just because...
I came into this business when my life was great, when I was on top of the world, and most of all I never saw this business as an outlet or an escape but rather an adventure, a brand new adventure to share with the love of my life and over the years some of you have gone out of your way to try and take that sense of happiness away from me, some of you are still trying, because hey misery loves company after all, right? Only I've never quite indulged any of you because I frankly I didn't think any of you were worth the time or effort, most of you were just flashes of talent coated in layers of insecurity and bolstered by hollow, empty and meaningless threats. In short none of you ever gave me enough of a reason to trample all over your dreams. At least not until now.
Mark this Sunday ladies, not as the day all your dreams are realised, but rather as the day they all lie dead and buried next to Eternity. I have to admire her, at least on some level, she may be nuts but I can't underestimate her, not after this. Not after she actually stepped up to do the one thing you only talked about. She actually acted on her jealousy and because she's never been loved she thought she'd test mine. Test away crazy bitch, I will pass not only with flying colours, but I will also pass you by, leaving in my blazing trail of sparkling diamonds three sorry sacks of coal...
Jake Conway walked into her hotel room, without announcing his entrance. Katherine Lockheart stands up from the bed, dressed only in a white robe and her hair damp from her morning shower. She smiles upon seeing him.
Katherine: Oh Jake!
She runs up to him and hugs him without invitation, and he doesn't object because of the morning he's had, consoling his wife after the disappearance of her younger sister had drained him, emotionally.
Katherine: I'm sooooooo sorry to hear about Tiffany, Kathy must be going out of her mind. Is she okay?
Jake: She'll be okay, she's tougher than she looks. A real diamond...
Katherine smiles.
Jake: Kat...herine, damn I have to get used to that...I came here to -
Katherine's giggles cut him off.
Katherine: Got you on a tight leash, has she? Doesn't surprise me, she does seem rather possessive.
Jake: Yeah, well, it is to be expected, she loves me.
Katherine tried not to be too surprised by his choice of phrasing, even though it intrigues her that he didn't say 'I love her...' when he so easily could have.
Katherine: I'm sure she does, its obvious to everybody, even the crazy people it seems...
Jake: What?
Katherine directs Jake's attention to the television set where Eternity's promo is playing.
"Don't hate me right now Kathy, this is nobody's fault but your own, well maybe the NCW 2008 video library is partly to blame too, which the lovely Miss Lockheart was kind enough to give me access to so I could study up on my opponents for my big semi final match against somebody who's supposed to be a big deal but still hasn't managed to win a singles title in the business despite being here for over five years now. Go figure!
BUT STILL THIS IS YOUR FAULT!"
Jake: She's wrong, you know?
Katherine: Yeah, well so are you, if you think I had anything to do with this. That is why you came, isn't it? To interrogate or charm it out of me, whichever you felt had the best chance of giving you what you want. Of course it would mean more if I actually knew anything. I'm finding all this out for the first time, just as you are...
Jake lowers his head, she knew him too well. After a few moments the two former lovers lock eyes, holding each other's gaze, each seemingly searching for something in the other, but neither brave or foolish enough to say what it was they were looking for.
Jake: Are you sure? She did say you gave her access to the old tapes...
Katherine: Yes, I did, because she asked. She may be a little looney tunes but she's still a legitimate competitor in this business and as such she has the same rights and privileges as any of my Diamonds, including the right to research her opponents through any and all IWF resources...
Jake blinks at Katherine's rather managerial tone of voice and reasoning, before offering her a small smirk.
Jake: Why, Miss Lockheart, I've never heard your 'corporate' voice before...
This time it was Katherine's turn to smirk.
Katherine: Do you like it?
Jake: It is kind of sexy...but then, you've never had a huge problem with that...
Katherine steps closer to him, putting a hand on his chest.
Katherine: Neither have you...
Jake: ...I'm married...
Katherine: Who are you reminding? Me...or yourself?
Katherine then takes a step back from him, lowering her hand with a sigh.
Katherine: Turn around and go home Jake, Kathleen needs you. Tell her you got nothing from me...
Jake turns around to leave, putting his hand on the door handle.
Katherine: You never told me if you believed me about having nothing to do with Tiffany's disappearance...
Jake turns his head and looks at her with a smile.
Jake: I didn't realise I needed to...
Jake then leaves.
Eternity. You think you've got me all figured out, don't you? Don't worry, you're not the first and you damn sure won't be the last. You think my entire world revolves around Jake, just like they all do, and like them Eternity, you're not seeing the whole picture. My love for Jake is only part of what drives me, I put him before my career because he is part of my FAMILY...and for those of you still drawing with crayons and struggling to keep up like Eternity, that means that my love for him is not greater or any less for him than for my own sister...it is equal. I love my family equally and THEY will always come first. I'm sorry you lost yours, really I am, its sad, its tragic and the only reason I'm not crying right now is because I'm all out of tissues. Just because you don't have a family, it doesn't give you any right to steal mine, ANY member of them.
I don't have any reason to trust you, I have no reason to actually believe you'll actually release Tiffany not if, but when I beat you, but for the sake of my little sister I also have no other choice now do I? So I will accept the terms of your little challenge. You must think you hold the trump card right now, but before you get too carried away on death's chariot with yourself, you'd do well to remember how I earned my way into the final four in the first place. Last week I beat somebody who was touted to be my superior in that ring, in a match that was billed as a 'Winner Take All' Match, please tell me the poetry of that isn't lost on you given who my husband is, and now you've raised the personal stakes just a little bit when you really didn't need to and you're offering me another gamble, and for that I thank you.
When this all began I was convinced that you'd force me to fight on your terms, in your world, but obviously you're either far too confident or far too crazy, I don't care which, to think you can step into a world I'm very familiar with, a world I married into, a world I fell in love with and challenge me. Let me remind you of the odds here girl, I may only have a twenty five percent chance overall of walking away with the gold on Sunday, but I have a fifty percent chance of beating you, a fifty percent chance of getting Tiffany back, fifty-fifty, heads or tails, the proverbial coin toss, and just like the two sides of every coin, you have only called one side into question. The same side they all do, they all concern themselves with how intensely I love, that they completely forget the flip side of the coin.
If I can love somebody so intensely as to inspire everybody's jealousy, then it stands to reason that I can hate somebody just as intensely, and if I can dedicate myself to expressing my love, then I can also dedicate myself to my hate and right now I HATE you Eternity. I don't dig crazy chicks, but I can dig their graves, and that is what you're setting yourself up for on Sunday. If you want so badly to shed the blood that colours the carpet to my throne, I can indulge you Eternity. In fact, if you want to know the truth, the only thing that trumps my hate for you is the sense of pity I feel for you.
Tragedy has so jaded your world that you do not and cannot know what real love is, or the forms it can take. Of course Tiffany loves Jake, what do you expect her to say? He's part of her family as much as he is mine, so how can she not love him? It isn't the death blow to me that you think it is or even need it to be for me to be rattled by it, its sad that you've never experienced any other form of love other than the sexual, or maybe you have but the sexual is just the one you crave the most because nobody wants to stick their shovel in your grave. I don't know, and I don't particularly care, and to prove exactly how much I don't care, I'm going to say a few words to my two other potential opponents just to show them that they haven't been forgotten or overshadowed by my quest to conquer death, Hell and the grave on my way to meet my destiny whilst I give my maker the middle finger.
Speaking of middle finger, I have one for you Alysson if you think you can continue to underestimate me in your usual condescending way, I am in no mood to hear about how good you think you are compared to me, and if you can get passed Masquerade Molly and we meet in the final, I will be more than willing to chop down the big redwood and slap a false Goddess right across her arrogant and smug little face. As I've already explained to Eternity, each of us has the exact same chance of walking away with the belt come Sunday so please don't be an idiot and try to underestimate me and act like its some foregone conclusion that your victory is inevitable because it isn't, even with all of your past successes, the fact remains that right now, in IWF, though you have the same chance as any of us on paper, statistically you're the least likely to pull it off when your overall performance is factored in.
I know its a hard fact to swallow for someone with an ego as big as yours, but the simple fact is that even though I won't count you out just yet, I'm far more likely to end up meeting Jessica Reed in the final and I know that really grinds your gears, but Jess has put on a solid performance throughout this tournament, and some might even say it'd be a real shame if she was to come so far and fall at the final hurdle. Unfortunately I cannot do anything about that eventuality except perhaps say better luck next time kid, and if we meet in the final as I think we will, I just want to know, its nothing personal. No, luckily for you, I will have worked all that out of my system by the time we meet in the ring. So count your blessings and if you have any to spare, feel free to pass them onto Eternity, I would if I had any, but all I have left for her are my most heartfelt condolences...
Drowning in floods of her tears, a small buoy of hope bobbed to the surface as she recalled her husband's words from earlier in the week.
"Instead they'll hate you for it, they'll hunt you, they'll threaten you, they'll threaten us. They'll question everything about you, don't let it break you, instead tune it out, think of it all as white noise, just as I do..."
Kathy smiled as she wiped away her tears with the back of her hand.
I would use the words of one love to help me save another. I would save my baby sister from the clutches of death and I would do it over the cold dead body over the woman they call Eternity but will remember as just another stop on the road to my kingdom. A kingdom not of darkness and dreams. a kingdom not of Heaven or Hell, but rather a kingdom of light and hope, a kingdom studded in the brightest diamonds and a kingdom I would rule as its Queen. Kneel my subjects, my coronation is almost at hand. Those who say Death always wins, forget that so too does the House.
Eternity and I are at a stalemate.
Something has to give this Sunday.
It just won't be me.
Kathy whispers under her breath to herself.
Kathy: Thank you Jake...
She smiles as she resumes pounding on the punching bag, imagining each blow was a shot to Death itself. She was in for the fight of her life, she knew this, but she also knew that she wasn't ready to die yet, she would die a Queen or else she just wouldn't die at all...
Well howdy there pardner.