AGAINST ALL ODDS: ACT III
The Scene opens….
Peyton Rice knows full well that this is the most experienced wrestler she has faced in her young career. The gorgeous UWA Cruiserweight Champion stands outside of the famous Las Vegas sign, wearing jeans, a white halter top, matching wedge sandals with her hair hanging down and nails polished a glossy coat; the title over her shoulder, proud of her accomplishments. The odds are against her facing the talented veteran but Peyton is ready to step up to the challenge…
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Brushing her hair back, she looks into the camera and speaks….
“I’m not much of a gambler, a fish out of water here in Las Vegas, I prefer the shows and the good eats over sitting at a poker table or running the slots. Dr. Grace Morningwood would have you believe that I am playing the odds, the house always wins and it seems like you Doc, are the one with the winning hand. One thing I have always liked about you is the confidence but you asked me what has changed? Why do I feel like I can’t look up at you like I once did?
That confidence became arrogance.
Doc, there is a bitterness about you that is disturbing. When I was chasing Christy Hightower, the first time, I lost. Listening to others like Andrea Hernandez did get under my skin, posturing and self-entitlement disguised as “desire and drive” often due, it turns into desperation and that’s why we are here right now. This isn’t a mock on you Doc, you are one of the best, there is nothing more I can say to echo those sentiments any more than what you have done in this sport and the UWA. Christy Hightower was a great champion, I beat someone that had already proven she belonged, the same goes for you and yet do you know what I interpret?
You may respect me as a person?
But NOT a wrestler.
All I ever wanted to do was succeed at something. I didn’t have it easy, you make it seem that I did, suddenly I was given the red carper reception all because of Ante Up Academy? Let me guess, the 12 hours a day, the no weekends or sweating and tears? My first match I was jumped from behind and beaten unconscious in the hallway….
That’s right, my first night in wrestling before I came to UWA. Was that easy for me? Not at all, I wondered if I made the right decisions. Trials and Tribulations are all part of my growth including this belt. If I am to lose then so be it, you will have earned it and know why?
Doc, will have to out-wrestle a woman who she claims is beneath her.”
Peyton has a lot to prove and with her title defense now here, she has a tough task at hand but one she knows that if focused can be accomplished. She continues to speak…..
“Why? I’ll answer that. I too have been guilty of letting things get me down but in the end, I believe in ME and the strength to move forward. This match has nothing to do with Sisterhoods, we can make this about respect or lack thereof, truth be told, there is only ONE thing this match is about….
The UWA Cruiserweight Championship.
Let me ask the questions then, Dr. Morningwood. Why did you really change? Find it necessary to develop an attitude for no reason? Could it be all due to Failure? Hopelessness? Despair? Maybe All of the Above? I never claimed to be perfect, I have my faults, I regret and learn from those mistakes. It is all part of the maturation process and in time when I get to where you are Doc, I hope I don’t become this angry and benevolent woman standing across from me in the ring. See this? The title means everything to me right now for now I must show that I deserve to hold it as the representative of the UWA and the Division and I do it by beating you. Mara Kade and Siouxsie Blade are chomping at the bit…..
That doesn’t matter, you’re all I have on my mind, those two are not. Doc, I leave you with this. I’m here to wrestle, to showcase my talent. Whatever you’ve become? That’s your choice not mine….
Come Monday?
I’ll remind you why I’m NOT another “Pretty” Face!”
Her eyes narrow as she smirks….
FACE TO BLACK
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