Vs. KELSAI ADAMSON-MASON: RISE TO GREATNESS PRE-SHOW 2019

RISE TO GREATNESS
THE ROAD CONTINUES

 

For Peyton Rice, the road to Greatness would be on the Pre-Show. She made the challenge to Kelsai Adamson-Mason at the last Breakdown, wanting to defend the TV Title on the Showcase of the Immortals. Peyton is no stranger to RTG, she was on the card last year with EMERGE defending the Championship against Kandis. Peyton came out victorious, Kandis is now Tag Team Champion and on the main show, for Peyton though that doesn’t bother her so much, she loves the challenge of the TV Title and it keeps her busy while still mourning the death of Ricky Octavius. The SCW has been a dream come true, this time of year is exciting on all levels with the activities, the Hall of Fame where one of her trainers, Tommy Valentine will be inducted, there is the Pre-Show and finally the main show Sunday night.

Peyton has a lot going on but what she did not expect was getting jumped by Infamous, Abigail Lindsay and even after she tried to fight her way out, Syren gave her a Total Makeover. Peyton now found herself in the line of fire against some of the top stars and unfortunately with her being the protégé of Kelcey Wallace, it puts a big target on her back. Peyton was hurt but it was nothing to shake off.

 

Breakdown

Houston, TX.

7.17.19

 

Peyton Rice was nursing her injuries, she had a bag of ice on the back of her neck as Owen Cruze came in, rushing the minute he heard what had happened. She looked up still in her white wrestling gear., He sat next to her extremely concerned….

 

PeytonCastPic-OwenOwen: “Are you okay?”

Peyton: “Yeah I’m fine buddy, nothing to worry about really. They had the jump on me, scary situation to say the least but honestly, I will be fine.”

Owen: “I heard what happened and came right away.”

Peyton: “Owen, you have your own battles to attend to alright, Chris and Sienna are really mad at you and Kennedy. You have RTG coming up, huge match, concentrate on them, I promise that I can take care of myself, I’m a pretty tough girl behind the makeup you know.”

Owen: “I know you are, but this upsets me. They know what you have been through and to attack you all because you are tied to Kelcey and Alistaire is stupid. It pisses me off. I should have been here.”

Peyton: “Been here? For what, Owen? To risk injury. To go out there and play the hero and possibly something happen that prevents you from going to RTG? Look, I appreciate the sentiment and I know that you feel like you need to be this guardian angel watching over me since Ricky is gone and trust me, I know he appreciates it more than anything but seriously, I took a few bumps, I will shake it off and continue through. I am just happy that you are getting what you want, just do me a favor, yeah?”

Owen: “Anything.”

 

She softly takes his hand and smiles, the TV Title sitting next to her, Peyton seemed concerned about Owen as well, though it had nothing to do with his physical wellness. She tilts her head….

 

PeytonCastPic4Peyton: “You are a spitfire, you know, that right?”

Owen: “Yeah I do. I am trying to be better about it, I swear.”

Peyton: “I Know you are but listen to me, alright. Kennedy is a good ally to have. She can be intense. We talked about this at the funeral reception but seriously. Fix it, if you don’t Sienna will expose you, she will take full advantage of it and expose you guys. I don’t what to see you get hurt, alright?”

 

Owen slowly nods….

 

Owen: “I know, and I won’t I promise you that.  I understand fully what I have to do, and I will make up for my mistakes. Are you gong to be okay after the show? Do you need me to take you back to the hotel? Or if you aren’t doing anything later? Grab a shake?”

Peyton: “Yeah, sure I will let you now for sure. I need to talk to Ali too. It was sweet of him to go out there and help me, I owe him one.”

Owen: “Pey, are you sure about this guy? I don’t know. I have been in the ring with him and he didn’t have very nice things to say about me. He just seems off some, not really your type. I don’t want to see you going out with some knuckleheads, I think there have been enough of those besides, you don’t want Ricky to haunt them, right?”

Peyton: “You are so silly….”

 

Peyton starts to giggle; she looks so cute squinting some. Owen smiles, he sees her ice pack is a bit off, placing it on her neck, the two make eye contact….

 

Peyton: “Thank you, always the gentleman. I know you need to get going, I can catch you later, seriously go I am okay, promise.”

Owen: “Are you sure?”

Peyton: “Yes, hugs…..”

 

The two embrace in a hug, the last time at the Funeral reception it seemed like a really long hug, Peyton again felt herself lost in his hug again when John Goddard walked in…..

 

Goddard: “Ahem….’

Owen: “Oh… hey Mr. Goddard. I was just leaving. See you later Pey.”

Peyton: “Bye Owen.”

 

As Owen leaves, Goddard looks back at Peyton curiously….

 

Peyton: “Oh stop it, we are friends.”

PeytonCastPic-JohnGoddardGoddard: “Friends hug they don’t cuddle sittin’ up.”

Peyton: “Mr. Goddard that is so wrong. Owen and I have been friends for a long time. We have had a bond that really can’t be broken, and I think that the death of Ricky just brought us closer together. Owen and I understand each other, I can talk to him, tell him whatever is on my mind. We have this connection, I guess some people may see that weird but also remember, his nineteen, I’m 23, I’m a little older than him.”

Goddard: “My wife was older than me by twenty years.”

Peyton: “Shut up!”

Goddard: “That was a lie. Are ya okay? Ya took a pretty good bump out there, I wanna make sure that yer okay.”

Peyton:
“I am, thank you Mr. Goddard. It was kinda of nice seeing you and Mr. Allocco on the same side, it brought a smile to my face when the three of you came out and pretty much helped me out of that mess.”

 

Goddard tips his hat….

 

Goddard: “Ya know I git yer back lil’ One. Look, I know that we didn’t finish off on the right foot that say we went ta yer houe with Rhiannon. I know that kinda took ya a bit by surprise, so I apologize fer that. It was a very strange situation fer us all, didn’t know how ta handle it if I am ta be honest here. Yer sister is a good kid, she wants ta be productive at Tombstone, just know that she can leave anytime she wants.”

Peyton: “I figured as much Mr. Goddard; the timing was poor. I had a rough night; things have been slowly getting back to normal and hopefully in time this hurt goes away. I must admit, Mr. Goddard, I took Ricky’s death pretty hard. I still am. It will be a while, with all the circumstances surrounding it. I know that right now he would want me to be strong and just keep going and that is exactly what I am going to do moving forward. I will honor his name and at the same time have some fun with this TV Title. I have a huge defense against Kelsai, I challenged her because she reminds me a lot of who I was at the stage of my career. I want a wrestling match where I know the two of us will bring it all, that excites me and I want to do it all in honor of Ricky.”

Goddard: “He’d like that. Do ya need a soda or anythin’?”

Peyton: “No, I’m okay. I will ask you though Mr. Goddard, maybe you can show me Tombstone while we are here in Texas?”

Goddard: “Ya got it, After RTG I’ll take ya, sound good?”

Peyton: “Yes sir, thank you.”

Goddard: “Alright, I’ll be out here of ya need me.”

 

She slowly nods as Goddard walks out. Peyton grabs the TV Title and looks over the plate, seeing her own reflection and thinking about Ricky. It was a rough start to the night but in many ways Peyton was seen smiling, not because she was attacked but that the World champion actually took time out of her day to drop her… she smirked ad shook her head, to know that suddenly she was a target thanks to Alistaire Allocco and his involvement in the main event of RTG to her was priceless….

 

A Few Hours Later

Houston Renaissance Hotel

 

Peyton had retuned back to her hotel room. She didn’t get a chance to hang out with Owen, instead she just decided to take it easy the rest of the night. She had showered, changed into a silk black nightie, her nails polished white and long sandy blonde hair hung down. She had glass of hot tea in her hand when she heard a knock on the door. She turned and walked to the door, looking through the peep hole, she smirked, shook her head and opened it to see Alistaire Allocco there in jeans, t-shirt and sneakers. She tilts her head and leans against the doorway….

 

PeytonCastPic3Peyton: “Lost?”

Alistaire: “I wanted to see you.”

Peyton: “Is everything okay, you seem a little frazzled.”

Alistaire: “I was worried about you after the attack. Our last conversation didn’t exactly go the way I envisioned, I was a bit of a mess after the whole TMZ news thing and the Strip club.  The stuff with Claire and …..”

 

He didn’t get a chance to finish his sentence as Peyton pulled him right in by the shirt. She proceeded to sit him down, handing him her cup of hot tea….

 

Alistaire: “What is this?”

Peyton: “Chamomile tea, it will relax you and God knows you need it.”

Alistaire: “Am I wound up?”

Peyton: “I would say so, just a little and here I’m the one who was jumped tonight. Now kick your feet back, you are in a safe place, just relax, I don’t need to be anxious either, please.”

Alistaire: “Ok….okay, you’re right.”

Peyton: “For once, I know I am.”

 

She lets out a small giggle walking back to the Kuerig to make another cup of tea. She looks over with her sparkling green eyes and smiles at Alistaire which in moments just her gentle features calm him down. As she prepares more tea, she starts to speak to him…..

 

Peyton: “You are wound up so tight right now and I get it, RTG is right around the corner, you’re in the Main event, I mean wow. That is so awesome Ali so STOP worrying about all this other crap, alright? It will work itself out, you sir have a world title to win.”

PeytonCastPic-AlistaireAlistaire: “And you have a TV title to defend.”

Peyton: “I do, that is on the Pre-show, either way, I get to experience it all again but this time on Sunday, I get to be a spectator, so it frees me up Sunday to be there and cheer you on.”

Alistaire: You really are, huh?”

Peyton: “Well, yeah… why wouldn’t I?”

Alistaire: “That…. that means a lot Pey.”

Peyton: “I’m happy for you Ali, I know how hard you worked to get that spot, I mean winning Taking Hold of the Flame is a huge deal. Don’t allow outside distractions to curtail your bid, you are ready.”

 

She grabs her cup of tea and sits next to Ali, she cuddles her feet next his side, he looks down at them for a second, then back up at Peyton…..

 

Peyton: “What is wrong with my feet? Did you not want me touching you?”

Alistaire: “No… no…. they are nice. It’s fine, I just didn’t expect it. After everything that has been happening. I didn’t expect you to be so nice to me and cuddly.”

Peyton: “I see you have absolutely no faith in me.”

Alistaire: “That is not true, Peyton. Why do you think I am here? I feel like sometimes the only person that understands me is you.”

Peyton: “That’s because I am hard on myself when I make a bad call or choice. It seems like I have been making a lot of them recently, ones that I know one day I will have to face, right now I’m not ready.”

Alistaire: “Face? what’s going on?”

Peyton: “It doesn’t matter now Ali, it’s beyond my fixing, it has to do with Ricky. I need to put it behind me and move on, it’s what he would want me to do.”

Alistaire: “You still love him.”

Peyton: “I do but not in that way anymore, Ali. I had my chance, I messed it up and now I don;t want to mess things up again. I’m sorry of sometimes I come off strong. I want you to know that I am not going to judge you this or that when I see how remorseful you are.”

Alistaire: “I don’t like messing up and it seems like when I do…. It’s…..”

Peyton: “… it’s alright. Ali, we all make mistakes. You shouldn’t have gone to see that lady at the strip club but is what it is. Honestly though, you need to just relax and start trusting people especially yourself. I can’t see how bad you felt; I mean you were really freaking out. I want to be here for you. You saved me tonight, I thought that was really cool that you and Mr. Allocco and Mr. Goddard came to the rescue, my hero.”

 

She bats her eyelashes and giggles before sipping her tea, he starts to unwind, relax some, leaning back and turning to gaze at her beauty. Ali couldn’t stop looking at her, the long hair, the perfect skin, the baker in her, he hopes she could make him a Cherry Pie next. She glances over at hm and smiles….

 

Peyton: “Why did you really come here?”

Alistaire: “To check up on you, I swear.”

Peyton: “To check up on me? You knew I was going to be okay, Ali. No seriously, why did you come here?”

Alistaire: “I wanted to check up on you and….. well…..”

Peyton: “… and well….you missed me.”

Alistaire: “Noooooo I didn’t!”

Peyton: “Yes you diiiiiiiid! You missed me. Ali. I know I have been distant for a bit; I apologize for that. Ricky’s death did a number on me. We were really good friends and I am having a tough time getting through. I’ll get over it, I know that I will, I’m a strong person but there were a bunch of circumstances surrounding this.”

Alistaire: “I was being selfish, I am sorry.”

Peyton: “Selfish? Why are you apologizing? Why were you selfish, I don’t understand?”

Alistaire: “I was thinking about all my issues that I never stopped to think about yours. I didn’t know what to say about Ricky, I didn’t know him and to what extend your relationship with him was. I know that you two were close and even in a relationship?”

 

She nods….

 

Peyton: “Once, I broke up with him because I thought he was doing things that she shouldn’t have been. He was acting weird, later I came to find out that one of my other friends set Ricky, lied to me so I would break up with me and date that other friend.”

Alistaire: “No…. that stinker.”

Peyton: “I know, right!? That was a pretty dirty trick and that is how Ricky and I broke up. I found out about this after his death, that really shook me because I never gave him the benefit of the doubt so you can imagine the guilt I felt.”

Alistaire: “You must feel awful.”

Peyton: “You’re not helping Ali.”

Alistaire: “I didn’t mean it like that.”

 

Again, Peyton let out her giggle, she brushed her hair back and sipped her tee, tickling Ali on the side with her toes…

 

Peyton: “I was just messing with you. Seriously though, I have been having issues, hence why I pack up my things and head back to the hotel, haven’t really hung out with anyone in a while so I kind of keep to myself, you know. So if I ever made you feel like I was dissing you in anyway, please know that I am sorry and I never meant for it, I’m just going through some things. You have been here for me Ali and I would like to think that I have been here for you too. I like you.”

Alistaire: “I like you too, I think that is why I was having a tough time with all this negative press.”

Peyton: “We have this relationship where we are still testing the waters, you want to see where my limits are. Ali. I always believe that good people make mistakes, it still makes them good people. I look at you and I see a gentle soul, you are a fierce warrior no doubt but inside you are caring and maybe I am wrong, or this could be our little secret, I don’t know.”

Alistaire: “I’m glad you think that way of me, I like you a lot too. You are not like the other girls, you care about people, you have this heart. It attracts others like a magnet. I don’t know if that means anything to you or not.”

 

She smiles and gets closer to him. They are now almost face to face. She starts to play with his collar….

 

Peyton: “It has been difficult for me to start trusting people again, wish it were that easy like it used to be, I don’t know. I trust you though. I feel comfortable, safe and secure. Maybe I am just setting myself up again.”

Alistaire: “No… no you are not. That means a lot to me that you think this way.”

Peyton: “It’s true Ali and you haven’t shown me much to doubt except for your quirks here or there but nothing major. You care about your actions and about the people around you. That makes you sexy, well beside the charming looks of course.”

Alistaire: “ I think I know why I came here tonight.”

Peyton: “Oh really? Okay. Please do tell.”

Alistaire: “I can be myself around you. I don’t feel any pressures and this past week has seen a loot of those. I have the biggest match in my career coming up and yet, all I want to do is spend time with you. Is that so wrong?”

Peyton: “No…. not at all.”

 

She starts to rub the back of her hand across his cheek, she smiles, not pulling away this time. Alistaire seems to feel more comfortable around Peyton. She smiles and leans in gently kissing him on the lips and pulling back cautiously….

 

Alistaire: “Why did you stop?”

Peyton: “I didn’t want to stop.”

 

She leans in again and kisses him gently on the cheek, that suddenly leads to them locking lips. She slips in the tongue and at Alistaire tenses up but then just starts going with the flow. Peyton straddles Alistaire and starts taking off his shirt, he is mesmerized by her beauty. Her hands are gently placed n his bare chest, leaning down again kissing him this time with a little more force. Alistaire wraps his arms around her as the crowd cheers….

Ali might actually hit a double in the game. Alistaire and Peyton continue to make out, Peyton starts to take off her top when Ali’s widen, he jumps off the couch and stumbles to the floor, Peyton, lowers her head and pulls her shirt back down, turning back to see Alistaire trying to catch his breath……

 

Peyton: “Ali…..”

Alistaire: “Oh…. Ahh…… yeah I …..that was not the best idea….. I think that we should …..”

Peyton: “I know, we went too far. Come on, take my hand.”

 

She extends out her hand, he takes it as she helps him back up on his feet. Alistaire tries to compose himself, his heart is beating a million miles a minute. Peyton looks down, her eyes widen as Alistaire realizes what she is looking at, she quickly grabs a pillow and covers his crotch….

 

Alistaire: “Oh my God.”

Peyton: “Talk about RISE to Greatness.”

Alistaire: “That is not funny!”

Peyton: “Actually it is.”

 

She starts to giggle, Alistaire a bit embarrassed goes and sits at the edge of the bed. Peyton follows and sits next to him. She place her arm over his shoulder…..

 

Peyton: “Ali, its okay.”

Alistaire: “No it isn’t.”

Peyton: “Yes, it is, come on, give me the pillow.”

Alistaire: “No.”

Peyton: “It’s time for bed, you are staying with me tonight. We can lay down, you can spoon me if you like, we are just going to sleep okay. We shouldn’t have done that. I don’t know what came over me and I shouldn’t have put you in that situation. That was wrong of me and I promise that it will never happen again. Come on, Ali, give me the pillow, please?”

 

Alistaire reluctantly gives the pillow back. She crawls into bed and under the sheets. After a few moments, Ali takes off hos pants down to his boxers and crawls into bed with Peyton.  She lays her head on his chest. Hesitating for a moment, he finally places his arm around her and reaches over before shutting the light off he kisses Peyton on the forehead, her eyes open, she smiles as the lights go off.

 

Private Medical Facility

Canyon Hills, CA.

The Next day

 

Peyton had flown back for a few days before going back on Friday to Dallas, Texas. She wanted to spend one day with Kelcey Wallace. Since Ricky Octavius death, Peyton hasn’t really had much time to visit with Kelcey. Feeling like she had neglected her duty to the woman that was her mentor, Peyton thought it would be nice to spend some quality time with the woman that she credits to her success. Wearing torn designer jeans and wedge sandals, a blue loose blouse and her nails polished white, with her sandy blonde hair hanging down, the gorgeous Peyton sat next to Kelcey alone and held her hand. Luckily for her Chris Cannon and Sienna Swann allowed her access.

 

Kelcey laid there peacefully, Peyton smiled….

 

Peyton: “Hi, I am so sorry that I have not been around as much lately, it has been really tough on me since Ricky’s death. Kelcey, I found out so much stuff after the fact, I was so wrong about him and had I been stronger, smarter and trusted him I think he would still be alive today which is the guilt that now I have to live with and I don’t know if I can or not. Did you know that he wanted to propose to me? Yeah, can you imagine that, Ricky was actually going to ask me to marry him but then we broke up and It didn’t happen……”

 

She sighed and took a deep breath for a second before she continued to speak to Kelcey…..

 

Peyton: “I don’t know what went wrong, I guess I was stupid. Now I can never tell him that I am sorry. I miss him so much, Kelcey, I can sometimes hear him talking to me or his nerdy laugh, it’s so crazy and yet I know that I will never get the chance to say yes.”

 

Her eyes start to tear up….

 

Peyton: “I wish you would wake up. I could really use your advice. Rise to Greatness is this weekend and it’s going to be a pretty big show, I am super excited, I made a challenge to Kelsai Adamson-Mason, you know the named after you. I don’t if I actually chose her because she is named after you, that might be just coincidence, I don’t know. I was hoping you would be up by now, enjoy the RTG festivities together, that would have been a blast. I’m sorry I haven’t been around, everything with Ricky and all that has had me running ragged, but I know that you understand better than anyone when it comes to duties. Oh, so I’m the TV Champion so far, had five defenses, I know pretty impressive. I am also seeing this guy, I think you know him, Alistaire Allocco. He is really cute and adorable, he is also such a virgin, we started to make out and he totally flipped which I thought was pretty hilarious….”

 

She giggles a little, wiping some tears from her eyes….

 

Peyton: “I guess it isn’t that funny, he was pretty embarrassed. I don’t know who else to share these stories with, I think that you are the only one that appreciates it. Anyway, I plan to make you proud at RTG XVI, Kelcey. I am going int here and I will do my best to defend this belt. It would be cool of you could see it, make my day of course but I understand that I am just wishful thinking. Chris and Sienna are taking good care of you, is anything else, at least they kept their word, that much is true. I came back to get your blessing. To know that you are in my corner and thick through thin, we are going to pull through. Kelsai is good, she could beat me and that is why I challenged her. I wanted a good wrestling match, nothing less. I won’t let you down. I love you Kelcey and I hope you wake up soon because right now I need you more than ever.”

 

Peyton kisses Kelcey’s hand and starts to lower it when suddenly she squeezes Peyton’s hand back.  Her eyes widen, looking over at Kelcey who’s eyes haven’t open. Maybe she was jus dreaming or it was some muscle reaction when suddenly Kelcey squeezes Peyton hand again….

 

Peyton: “Nurse!”

 

Her voice echoed down the narrow hallway before a nurse comes running into the room, Peyton continues holding her hand in bated breath…..

Was Kelcey Wallace finally waking up?

 

 

SCENE FADES

 

 

 


 

 

RISE TO GREATNESS

 

The Scene Opens….

 

The Dallas Museum of Art is an art museum located in the Arts District of downtown Dallas, Texas, along Woodall Rodgers Freeway between St. Paul and Harwood. In 1984, the museum moved from its previous location in Fair Park to the Arts District. The new building was designed by Ed Larrabee Barnes, the 2007 winner of the American Institute of Architects, Gold Medal. The museum collection is made up of more than 24,000 objects, dating from the third millennium BC to the present day. It is also defined by its dynamic exhibition policy and award-winning educational programs. The Mildred R. and Frederick M. Mayer Library, the museum’s non-circulating research library contains over 50,000 volumes available to curators and the general public. With 159,000 square feet of exhibition spaces, it is one of the List of largest museums, art museums in the United States. Here is where we find the beautiful Peyton Rice, the TV Champion who has been on a roll since winning the title from Katie Steward a few months ago. Peyton wanted to be a part of RTG XVI, she challenged he young upstart, Kelsai Adamson-Mason, the protégé of Amy Chastaine and a young woman that she sees a lot in her. Wearing jeans, white loose blouse and wedge sandals with her nails polished white and sandy blond hair hanging down, with the TV Title over her shoulder, the camera starts to record….

 

REC:

 

Peyton takes a second, she looks around the Museum of art outside and smiles, the wind blowing through her hair as she turns to the camera with her green eyes and speaks in her sexy adorable girly voice….

 

PeytonCastPic-PeytonSHOOT“Rise to Greatness, it is the one event each year that every single wrestler preps up for. It is the chance on the biggest platform in our industry to show the world that you belong. Last year I was a part of Rise to Greatness, wrestling against Kandis and defending the EMERGE Championship was a dream come true but back then, I was not a member of the SCW roster. This year I am and not only that, I also hold the Television Championship, a title that for the last five weeks has not only kept me busy, it has also reminded me why I love this sport so much. I will admit, I have had a tough time, dealing with the mourning and passing of my best friend, Ricky Octavius. I think in many ways; I use this belt and the grind that I am in every single week as a way to send him a huge tribute and let him see that there is no quit in me. Unfortunately, at the same time, on the last Breakdown I was once again given a crash course on the reality that wrestling isn’t always about the spirit of competition, it is a Game of Thrones and some people always have to find a way to get an advantage. It looks like Infamous took an interest in me because of my relationship with Alistaire Allocco exposing once again just how petty our World Champion can be. I became a pawn in their game just to send out a message?

My name is Peyton Rice and one thing the great Perfect 10 taught me is that I am not a message.

So, I was giving an Extreme Makeover, I mean, can say that I am honored? Syren attacked me? sure, could make a joke about it, but right now I really don;t feel like laughing at the punchline. I came to this company to compete, not play games and after what has been happening in my personal life, recently? Shame on those grown women who were just inducted into the Hall of Fame for acting the way they did, I expect it from someone like Abigail Lindsay, she seems a little starved for attention these days. I’ll digress though as I want to concentrate on the more important aspects of what is coming up and instead use this as an experience to build off.

Was it necessary?

No, but hey, at least now I know that I am on the radar and while they were only trying to get to me because of Ali, the fact remains, I was ready to take on Abigail Lindsay. The match didn’t turn out the way I thought it would, though I was pretty happy to see Mr. Goddard, Mr. Allocco and Ali all come out to help, I thought that was really awesome and worth it. Thank you gents, that meant the world to me! So, what do I do now? I pick up the pieces and move one, it was a learning experience, one that hurt just a little. See, I am not going to forget that happened, instead will learn from it and use it as a tool for the next time because you see, those ladies haven’t seen the last of me, someday, some arena, some match?

We will meet again, and it will be an honor to face them one on one, showing them what they have forgotten what it means to be in the SCW.

Speaking of that. Now we move on to RTG XVI where I challenged one, Kelsai Adamson-Mason. There are a few reasons behind this, number one I have always liked her spunk, Jennifer Helms talks very highly of this gal in her short time in EMERGE. I have seen firsthand just how good she will be not only there but in GCW. She is also mentored now by one, Amy Chastaine, a true legend in the sport and a woman that I admire and see as a pioneer In the business. There was also this notion that neither one of us could be on the card and I wanted my spot and to wrestle against someone that could appreciate the opportunity like Kelcey would.

Finally,.

She idolizes Kelcey Wallace, my mentor, my coach, my everything. Kelsai Adamson-Mason has the one thing that I admire most about her?

The respect, the enthusiasm and the love she has for this sport. That is the type of person I want to defend my belt against at the biggest show of the year.”

 

Peyton brushes her hair back and stand nest to the arch in front of the museum. She is excited to be a part of RTG Pre Show and be a part of RTG XVI herself, watching all the great action that will kick off that weekends. Kelsai poses a unique challenge for Peyton, a woman with a similar style and most importantly, philosophy. She looks forward to the challenge and what this match means to her personally. She turns and looks at the camera continuing to speak….

 

“Kelsai, I am happy that you accepted my challenge, I know how hard you have worked to get here, it is a long road that we take from start to finish. Training in Ante Up Academy taught me so much about myself, to see men like Tommy Valentine being immortalized this weekend is a dream come true, just to be a part of the spectacle is simply awesome in itself but I think that we can both agree, we don’t; want to just be a part of it, we want to steal the show. Kelsai, I saw your struggles in EMERGE, I saw why you left early on and for me that is a company that built Peyton Rice, it was where I really became the person that I am now and I have great loyalty toward, they opened the door for me to be here int he SCW. The UWA helped me learn the basics, EMERGE is where I was able to get a real taste of the business, but it is not for everyone. Honestly, when you first came here, I thought you were making a mistake, jumping the gun a little, I didn’t think it was a great idea because the waters here a shark infested. Watching what Andrew Raynes did to you was wrong and yet what impressed me the most was the minute you turned It all around and beat the man who was Male Wrestler of the Year in 2018.

Then I knew right there that Kelsai was the real deal and you were always ready for the SCW. I took my time, maybe I wasn’t so confident in myself, I don’t know but I am happy I took those roads to get here.  Now it is about the TV Title Kelsai, a belt that has defines who I am as a wrestler in the SCW. This belt kept me grounded, focused at a time when I needed it most. I am a proud champion, nothing makes me happier to know that I can wrestle against someone that appreciates the same opportunity that was given to me, all one of us ever need is a chance, right? Well Kelsai, I can tell you this much right now, I want to be pushed to my limits, I want to see someone try and beat me for a title that I have no plans of relinquishing any time soon but the most important thing in all of this Kelsai?

The fans.

They deserve a good show, they should get the best wrestling on the planet, witness two of what many are tabbing us as the future of the industry, I can go along with that and there is nothing more than I would like than to display on this platform so they can see just how serious we are about our wrestling. Also, Kelsai, there is the little thing that a woman like you and I like to do, show off to our mentors. They feuded once and while it wasn’t exactly a friendly one, we are not repeating history, that was then and this is now. Amy will be there to cheer you on. The Mason clan will have your back, they are a great family who have your support. I have friends and family supporting me as well….

But I will not have Kelcey.

This is where I have had to soul search, where I turn around and the woman who has been there for me when I needed anything is not there. I don;t want sympathy, it is an adjustment period when you lose two people so close to you, expecting they will always be there, taking it for granted. I will never do that again, learning now to cherish every moment, every second of my life just like this experience that you and I Kelsai are about to embark in. I miss her so much and what I do now is defend what she stood for in a place where sometimes the ugliness comes out and there are those who would rather tarnish her legacy and use me as the excuse. At least with you, I know that will not be the issue. In spirit she is with me, in the corner she is there encouraging me every step of the way. It is your first RTG Kelsai, you never forget it and I know that you are going to make some awesome memories….

But now it is time to get a little serious.

Last Breakdown reminded me that there is still a lot to do in the SCW. RTG XVI will have its battles, feuds that will end, wars that will come to an explosive conclusion. We are going to see two legends wrestle their last match, and we could see new faces emerge?  Yes, I plan to be in that conversation Kelsai. While I too am happy and ecstatic to be here, I am coming to win. I want to continue my TV Title reign, I want to take this belt and redefine it, own it, make this the most exiting division the SCW has….

And it starts on the Pre-Show.”

 

She takes a second to collect her thoughts, the gorgeous Peyton Rice with the TV title resting over her shoulder glances at it one more time. It could be the last time she holds the belt, or she could continue on her torrid pace and keep shocking the world. Peyton is ready to take on Kelsai, she wanted this match and now she will make sure to walk out with the championship and at the same time, put on display just how talented she is. She turns toward the camera…..

 

“It seems almost like yesterday when I was just starting off, seeing some of the legends compete a few years ago at this PPV. I have been here since January, it took me two years to enter the SCW. I have watched my friends in Ante Up make it and others fallen. I take this very personal and dear to me, as I am a by product and a representation of what that Academy did for me. I didn’t take the direct path, I wanted to build myself up, be ready for anything and even then I had to adjust and see that this was a whole new world for me. Right now Kelsai? I am paying my dues, just like you are and I would like to think this is a glimpse into RTG XVII. Where will we be next year? Who will we face? How have we progressed since the match we are about to have? I want the World to see that, I want to look back at this night and remember it was the start of MY RISE.

And hopefully yours too.

This is the the end of the season of SCW and a new one will begin.  I want to end strong after struggling a bit when I first started here. I can’t wait to get in the ring with you, Kelsai, we are going to make some magic. Again, this is a match Ricky would have appreciated. Alistaire is going to become the World Champion and I am not going to let him down when I walk out as TV Champion. I love your spunk, the approach you have taken toward the match, and I promise you that I will give you back in return you put into it. We were trained by some of the best, our pedigree, our determination, background all plays a part in who we are. This is our chance to shine, our time to elevate the TV Title, give the fans something to cheer about, a memory they will never soon forget.

This is what SCW is about, why we spent the countless hours in the gym training and getting ready for this very moment. Whether good or bad, it was worth it to be standing here in Dallas, Texas and being a part of this, I can finally look in the mirror and say to myself with a smile on my face, that I made it. I know your dad will be watching, so will mine. Everything that I do is for him and I make you this promise dad, I won’t let you down. Kelcey, I won’t let you down, Ricky, I won’t let you down….

And finally, to all my fans, I will not let you down.

Peyton Rice will Rise to Greatness against one of the top young stars in the business. 

And they will all know on the showcase of the immortals….

I’m not just another, “Pretty” Face.”

 

Peyton smiles, holding up the TV Title, the young Rice is not just ready to Rise to Greatness, she is ready to steal the show…..

 

FADE TO BLACK

 

/REC

Vs. CRISSY GARDNER: BREAKDOWN 7.10.19 TV TITLE MATCH

THE ROAD TO GREATNESS

CHAPTER 1: THE WHISKEY LULLABY

 

Words will never be able to describe what Peyton rice has been feeling the last few weeks, there was obviously more than met the eye when it came to her relationship with Ricky, how it ended and the plans he had for them she had no clue of. The hardest part in all of this was not showing that agony and sorrow she was feeling, riddled with guilt and remorse which amplified the young Arizona native, for a young woman like her, it was possibly too much too handle by herself though she was not going to get her father involved, he already was feeling deep hurt for all that had happened, he loved Ricky like a son and continued to push his daughter to give him another chance which she learned was all a ruse by her close friend and someone she trusted in Jason Dillinger, all three graduated from Ante Up Academy. Peyton is not a hateful person but when she found out about what Jason Dillinger did to sabotage their relationship, that was enough for the gorgeous Rice to lose it and walk away from him after slapping “J-Dilly” three times, each one harder as they came.

That reality hadn’t hit her yet.

Holding the Television Championship had helped in her recovery, to have something that she could focus on and really sink her teeth into really helped, it gave her the chance to train more, challenge herself and push Peyton to limits she has felt with EMERGE Champion. This was different though; it was a weekly championship that needed to be defended and walking into RTG a Champion was something she wanted after a rough and relatively quiet start to her SCW career. The death of Ricky put a wrinkle in her development though she had to quickly get over it as RTG XVI was around the corner. There was nothing more that Peyton wanted than to have the pain go away but when Ricky was buried and his brother, Robbie gave her an engagement ring that Ricky had bought for her and was going to ask Peyton to marry him was stifled by J-Dilly’s plans and then his untimely death?

It was overwhelming for Peyton.

 

Peyton’s Home

Venice Beach, CA.

7.1.19

 

Her green eyes slowly open, lifting her head, Elvis was licking the side of her leg and foot that hung partly off the bed, the room spinning, not knowing exactly where she laid her head down to sleep after drinking a bottle wine combined from the funeral reception and when she arrived home by Uber, after dropping her father at the airport so he could get home. He wanted to stay with her but Peyton insisted she wanted to be alone. Wearing a tank top and thongs, her long sandy blonde hair hanging down, nails a French style, she looked to see the box of Ricky’s memorabilia, the letter he left her, the ring he bought that was not in the box, it was on her finger. Her eyes widened quickly taking it off and placing it in the box. She closed it tightly, opened the drawer and placed it in for safe keeping. She couldn’t believe that she did that, quickly standing up and feeling ill, She grabbed a pair of shorts and pulled them up, walking to the bathroom, after freshening up, Peyton headed to the kitchen after letting Elvis out to the tiny backyard she had, leaving the sliding glass door open to get some fresh beach air in, there she saw the program of the Funeral, it was till too much, the anger she was feeling over the death, the circumstances surrounding it. She poured herself a cup of tomato juice and some Tylenol, sitting at the bar and slowly sipping. Peyton was not a drinker, she wasn’t the type to ever abuse alcohol, she was a social one that would enjoy a glass of wine here or there, but these last few weeks she had seen herself drinking more and more, it numbed the pain. After a few minutes, Peyton started to stroll through her phone at the text messages she missed, they all came after 9 pm, so she must’ve fallen asleep then, though she is not even trying to remember.

 

Peyton: “What am I doing… uggh…. this is not me. I need to get a hold of this and control it before it spirals. Keep it together Pey, you are better than this, come on girl. He’s gone and I can’t do anything about it except make sure his memory and everything he has done lives on. I need to focus on me now, hard as that is.”

 

As I tried to stand up, I felt sick, sitting back down, I knew I was so hungover, I barely ate anything, all I drank was wine. I was so tired, and, in a few days, I needed to defend my TV Title against Zero. Closing my eyes, I thought back to the last few things I remembered from the funeral reception….. it was Owen Cruze….

 

Ricky’s Funeral Reception

Hollywood Hills, CA.

Laura Steinbeck’s Home

6.30.19

 

It was close to the night being over. The reception had lasted a good four or five hours and so far, nothing big had happened. Peyton was always attended too, anyone and everyone that was there made sure that she was doing okay. Wearing a short crop black dress and black peep toe pumps, her long hair hung down, a glass of red wine in her hand, she had found a small part of Laura’s huge home where there was a collection of awards and pictures. It was like a who’s who which included pictures of Ricky modeling in London, Paris and Australia among other places outside the United States. She had cried so much all day, she felt there were no tears left to give. Her head hung down before she hears someone walk in, turning around it was Owen Cruze, in a black suit, matching tie and shirt. He had his sunglasses on, tilting his head to make sure that Peyton was okay, he had been looking for her all over the party, didn’t get to talk to her much. She saw him and half smiled, he walked up to Rice and caressed her shoulders as she nodded, placing her hand on top of his…

 

PeytonCastPic-OwenOwen: “Hey, I didn’t get to talk to you much, I saw after the casket was lowered, you took it pretty hard, been wanting to see how you are doing but with so many people here and actually being in Laura’s home, it’s been a bit unnerving. Was thinking about leaving a few times already after everything that has been going on between myself, Chris and Sienna. I didn’t want to leave until I talked to you.”

Peyton: “I totally understand. It’s surreal and something I must accept. I thought I would be able to let go when we buried him earlier and then his brother Robbie came up to me and gave me a gift that Ricky had been holding on for a long time….”

 

I wasn’t going to tell anyone, talking a sip of my wine I was already feeling buzzed and with the way things ended at the burial, I personally didn’t care who knew or not. I was feeling really tingly, my toes, fingers, I don’t know what it was. Owen was always a good guy to me, an inspiration in so many ways. Lately, he’s let his anger and emotions take the best of him, I know he has problems going on in his personal life, I was not going to pry, I had my own if was to be honest with myself….

 

Owen: “What happened?”

PeytonCastPic3Peyton: “He had bought me an engagement ring Owen…. And he was going to ask me to marry him before I broke things off after he and Jason Dillinger had they’re falling out. Now that I know the truth, I can’t stop beating myself over it.”

Owen: “What truth?”

Peyton: “It doesn’t matter now. He’s gone and I need to move on.”

Owen: “You can still mourn, Peyton. You have the right to move on when YOU are ready. This is more than I can say for others. Ricky wouldn’t want to see you like this. It has been so hard on all of us, he was a good man, always mentoring me when I was trying to get ready for the SCW. If it wasn’t for you and him trying to inspire, I don’t know what I would do, I may not be here now and allowed the doubt to creep in.”

 

Slowly turning to look at him, we made eye contact. He sat in front of me, on his knees, I wanted him to stand but he insisted, holding my hands…

 

Peyton: “Your dad was a huge inspiration in Ricky’s life, he looked up to Orlando, he always admired that man’s tenacity which to me was the most important factor in Ricky wanting to be a wrestler. When Orlando passed, Ricky felt like he needed to be that voice for you through your father. He loved you buddy, like a brother. I’m so sorry that you have to go through all this mess. It’s not fair to you, to any of us. He was taken too soon, and I don’t know what is going on personally right now, I can tell that it has affected you negatively, the one thing I want you to be through it all is strong. I have always found that your trait of being positive has carried you in the SCW and as a person.”

 

His eyes started to swell up in tears, Owen was always strong, never the type to show too much sadness, though I thought the same about his temper and he’s shown that has been out of control lately….

 

Owen: “You’re disappointed in me.”

Peyton: “No, Owen. I’m not, I just don’t think berating and blasting your allies and friends on national TV is a good coping system to deal with the things that bother you. Do you think Ricky would agree with it? What about Kelcey? Who knows Kelcey better than any of us? Do you think she would be happy seeing you deal with things like this? What you said to Kennedy Street? Pick and choose your battles Owen, there are plenty of others that deserve your ire more than her and others. It’s a game we play and right now you could yell at me for being nice to Sienna and Chris but guess what? It allows me to see Kelcey and THAT is what’s most important. When she wakes up? The game changes, THAT is where you need to realize. All of us are on eggshells right now, even Kennedy. She wants to see Kelcey, we all want to be here for her. Keep that in mind before another outburst.”

Owen: “I know but they piss me off with their lies.”

Peyton: “Owen, Sienna has been sending my father gifts to get him on her side so she can convince him to talk me into joining the Beauty Factory, that is her ploy, I get it. This elaborate funeral she gave Ricky? Alan Jackson singing Amazing Grace, knowing he loved him as a singer? It was the right moves to make Sienna look good, not out of respect for Ricky, at least that’s what I think. I wish I was wrong but I’m not. Whatever is going on inside of you, and I will never ask you to tell me until you are ready, you have to fight that urge. Ricky would be standing here right now and what would he say?”

Owen: “Shut the fuck up, Owen.”

 

We both caught a giggle out of that one. He probably would and then punch Owen in the shoulder and tell him to cut it out. Gosh, I miss him so much, I need him right now as I feel like I am starting to self-destruct knowing all the truths, his ring now in my purse. I don’t know how much more of it I can take. Owen being here helps, I can concentrate more on him and less on me, it’s a good way to deflect though I think he is catching on….

 

Owen: “I came to make sure you were okay, not me and yet you do this all the time?”

Peyton: “What is that?”

Owen: “Care about everyone else but yourself. I know that you have been hounded by so many people today, everyone just wants to make sure that you are alright. I’m just extremely concerned about you though haven’t missing a step in the ring helps calm me down. Just be careful with Alistaire Allocco.”

Peyton: “Owen, I appreciate the sentiment, I do. Alistaire is another story, we are friends. He has his quirks, but you know what, he has been a gentleman to me this entire time. I see he has said some things that were out of line toward you and others I care for, that much is true, and I have spoken to him about it. It’s the sport, I learned to accept what it is these days. I don’t want this to get between us, no way, that would not be what I was aiming for here.”

Owen: “No…. no…. I understand. I’m looking out for you Pey, Ricky would want me to. My first instinct was to find you, to make sure you’re okay.”

Peyton: “Where’s Jaina?”

Owen: “She’s upstairs hanging out with Christian and Jennifer.”

Peyton: “How are things with you two?”

Owen: “Great. I have had a rough patch in my life, but she has been there for me thick through thin, I love her, Pey.”

Peyton: “You two make a great couple, DO NOT make the same mistakes that I made with Ricky, okay? I have to live with these decisions the rest of my life and right now all I see myself doing is drinking more wine and forgetting about the hurt for one night because all I have done is hurt for the last few weeks….”

Owen: “That’s not how you do it, Pey. You are the best of us all.”

 

I had to scoff at that one a little. Best of us all? If that were true, I wouldn’t have pushed Ricky to the Beauty Factory, and he would be alive today. Running my fingers through the scalp of my hair, I looked down because now I was starting to get teary eyed, my emotions were beginning to surface again….

 

Peyton: “If I was the best…. Then….”

Owen: “Peyton… NO. This was not your fault!”

Peyton: “… it is. He would still be alive Owen, he and I would be engaged, everything would be like it should have and my stupid error in judgment cost me the love of my life…. He…..”

 

I couldn’t hold it anymore, covering my face in shame as I placed the glass of wine on the side table and started to cry. Owen embraced me, he was trying his hardest to comfort when he too was going through so much pain and trauma. I rested my head on his shoulders, it was a weird feeling, like Ricky was channeling himself through Owen, I felt safe but most of all loved. I didn’t want to let go, we hugged for a lot longer than we probably should have but this felt different, it felt like Owen for this brief moment was Ricky. I continued to rest my head, arms around him, I could have fallen asleep right there when suddenly…..

 

“Ahem”

 

Owen and I break the embrace, looking at the door I saw probably the last person I would want in a room with Owen right now, the tall stunning figure in her black Plunging Neck Cloak Sleeve Solid Jumpsuit and those Louboutin heels, it was Kennedy Street. Owen’s eyes widened as he stepped back some. She placed her hands firmly on the hip and directed her eyes right toward me…

 

KennedyCastPic-KennedyShoot2Kennedy: “Are you okay, honey?”

Peyton: “I’m going through the motions.”

Kennedy: “There are many upstairs worried about you. I feel uncomfortable walking through this house searching for people considering who’s house it is which is why I came down here first and here you are.”

Owen: “Kennedy….”

Kennedy: “No… not here. I’m not listening to anything you have to say right now, not today. Are you two done?”

Owen: “Yeah… we are. Peyton, do you need anything?”

Peyton: “I’m okay, thank you.”

 

We hugged again, Owen then made his way out the door, passing by Kennedy who stopped him….

 

Kennedy: “Your girlfriend has been looking for you.”

Owen: “Thanks, listen….”

Kennedy: “No… I’m not. I know what happened, Shaun was quick to tell me and I’m sorry, no one needs to go through that but that gives you no right to disrespect me.”

Owen: “I need….”

Kennedy: “… no…. not here. Don’t make a scene, I’m not in the mood.”

 

It was getting pretty tense, I stood up to intervene, but Owen did digress and nod, he looked back at me and smiled before walking out of the room. Kennedy closed the door behind him and approached me…

 

Kennedy: “You know, hugs that long are not hugs anymore, it’s called groping.”

Peyton: “Kennedy! He was not groping me.”

Kennedy: “He sure as hell was really comfortable in your arms, for a second there, I thought you two were going to….”

Peyton: “Stop it…. Owen and I are friends.”

Kennedy: “Friends, right of course. At least he isn’t a disrespectful brat around you, thank God for small miracles.”

Peyton: “I know he upset you and yes, I agree he went about it the wrong way but Owen…. he’s a good man.”

Kennedy: “I never said he wasn’t but that doesn’t mean I can’t be angry for what he said to me and what he did in my match for RTG XVI.”

Peyton: “I totally understand and….”

Kennedy: “Wait, Pey, I’m not here to talk about that. I’m sure everyone has been asking you the same question, honey. Are you okay?”

Peyton: “I will be.”

Kennedy: “Need more wine?”

Peyton: “Oh yes.”

 

She gave me that beautiful smile, grabbed my glass and then extended her hand which I grabbed. Kennedy was always a spitfire but one thing I loved about her was she was genuine. She had her way about things, yet she was never going to sugarcoat anything. Maybe this was what I needed for the rest of the night, hang out with her and drink some wine….

Right now, that sounds like a great idea.

 

Peyton’s Home

Venice Beach, CA.

7.1.19

 

Her eyes shot open again, waking herself up from a snore realizing that she had tilted her head back on the chair and fell right back asleep, jumping up and startling herself before burying her face in the palms of her hand. Peyton had cut the air ways to her throat laying like that, her heart was racing fast, trying to control what emotions she was feeling but it wasn’t working. Maybe it was time to go back to bed and sleep it off, that was not Peyton. Instead she headed to the bathtub and shower, deciding that a shower was best, a cold one. After about an hour, she started to feel a little better, needing to get something in her stomach. She was dressed up in jeans, flip flops and a Pink Floyd t-shirt, wearing a ball cap with her hair hanging out from the back in a ponytail and lightly made up. She had put together her gym bag, ready to go work out. Placing it by the door, Peyton filled Elvis’s bowl and brought him back inside. As he ate, the young Rice made herself a Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwich, sat down at her table when she heard a knock on the door. Peyton wasn’t expecting anyone, standing up, and walking toward the door she noticed it was John Goddard, not expecting him there. Maybe he was there to chat with him or even talk to her about the funeral, knowing Mr. Goddard though, he would also try to talk her out of seeing, Alistaire Allocco.

She opened the front door and half smiled, he could tell she was not feeling well, and he saw her pretty lit up last night. John tipped his hat……

 

PeytonCastPic-JohnGoddardGoddard: “Hey Lil’ One… did I catch ya at a bad time?”

Peyton: “No… no Mr. Goddard. Just trying to recover from the long day yesterday, sire. That is all. Is everything alright? Figured you’d be on your way to Texas by now.”

Goddard: “I know that this is bad timin’ and all but I have been wantin’ ta talk ta ya about somethin’ fer a while and I really think I need ta have this conversation with ya now.”

Peyton: “Okay…. Sure come in.”

 

This was a bit strange; I didn’t know exactly what Mr. Goddard had on his mind. I was pretty numb right now. I don’t know how I was going to react to anything new thrown at me, I was not looking forward to any of it. I sat down with him in the living room, Elvis was all over Mr. Goddard, that was Elvis though, he needed to sniff everyone. Kelcey’s dog was something else. I offered him a drink…

 

Peyton: “Can I get you anything Mr. Goddard?”

Goddard: “Call me John and no, I’m fine. How are ya doin’. I can tell yer hungover, I’m a Texan, we know ours.”

PeytonCastPic-PeytonSHOOTPeyton: “I may have drunk a little too much last night, I’m sorry. I know that everyone thinks I’m this perfect role model that never does anything wrong. I make mistakes too, John, sometimes life altering ones.”

Goddard: “Peyton….”

Peyton: “It’s fine sir. It’s fine. We came here to talk about what you wanted to tell me, I really don’t want to discuss Ricky right now, we put him to rest yesterday, I rather leave it to yesterday if you don’t mind.”

Goddard: “Not at all. Yer daddy went back home?”

Peyton: “Yeah, he did. Had a bunch of Doctor’s appointments today, apparently there is a new operation they are testing on spinal cord injuries and he was somehow put in the front of the line without even knowing it.”

Goddard: “Sienna.”

Peyton: “That’s my guess. I’m not going to worry about it, if she is helping him live a better life, then it’s all about my dad. Do I agree with it? No, of course not but I am not going to fight my dad over any of this. He is all I have, I am all he has, the rest of my family does their own thing.”

Goddard: “That’s why I came, I wanted ta talk ta ya about yer family.”

Peyton: “What? How do you know my family? Is there something I don’t know?”

 

Now I was starting to get a little freaked out. Any tiredness or sleepiness I was experience was all gone, I felt alert and a little nervous at the same time. I could tell that Mr. Goddard had a few things he wanted to share, and I don’t know if I was exactly going to like it…

 

Goddard: “Its about yer sister, Rhiannon.”

Peyton: “Rhiannon? How do you know Rhi?”

Goddard: “Long story so I’m gonna give ya the short version of it and then she can fill in the blanks. Peyton, I have been wantin’ ta tell ya this fer the last few months. Every time I get ya alone someone shows up, I’m surprised that no one is showin’ up now ta interrupt us. About four months ago, one of my kin found yer sister in pretty bad shape outs in Texas, Coyote Flats ta be exact, she was on her way ta Dallas fer some business stuff but decided ta stop in my neck of the woods ta score some drugs.”

 

I rolled my eyes…

 

Peyton: “Typical Rhiannon, always about herself. Tell me something, is she dead?”

Goddard: “No.”

Peyton: “Then that is all I need to know really, Mr. Goddard. I don’t feel like burying anyone else, honestly. If she is alive, good for her. Now she can go about living her spectacular life and forgetting the rest of her family exists.”

Goddard: “Peyton, I know yer angry, but I need ya ta hear me out, alright? There is a lot more ta the story than ya think lil’ one so gimme a few moments of yer time ta explain, please? I know yer hurtin’ and…”

Peyton: “Mr. Goddard, with all due respect, you don’t know how much I am hurting right now and truthfully, I wanted to be alone today. Please do not take this as a disrespect, it is not, I just really don’t feel like dealing with my sister’s crap.”

Goddard: “Lil one’, we found yer sister almost dead. She was about ta be raped, beaten pretty bad by a bunch of local boys she was tryin’ ta buy drugs from.”

 

My eyes widened…

 

Peyton: “Oh my Gosh… is she okay?”

Goddard: “She’s fine, we brought her back ta my camp, when we saw the name on the Driver’s License, and the last name Rice, I was shocked that it was yer family. I think I had just met ya a few weeks prior and we had that match. I didn’t know how ta tell ya. She has been in contact with yer momma. I wanted ta let ya know that yer sister was safe, she was okay.”

Peyton: “She’s recovered.”

Goddard: “Yeah, she is.”

Peyton: “Awesome, good for her. I need to go now Mr. Goddard and thank you for coming by and letting me know that my selfish sister, Rhiannon is doing alright and she doesn’t have the decency to even call my dad and I…..

As I get up and walk toward the front door, opening it there is Rhiannon standing there in jeans, sandals and a white blouse, looking very different than what she normally looks like. It took me a second to process this, both of us staring at one another…..

 

PeytonCastPic-SiobhanRhiannon: “Hey Peyton.”

Peyton: “Rhiannon, are you like being serious right now? You look different.”

Rhiannon: “I feel different. Can I please talk to you?”

Peyton: “I’m busy but maybe next time. I haven’t had a good few weeks and I’m not really in the mood to hear what you have to say. You have had plenty of time in the past to come home, see dad, even me. I don’t know how many times I heard you tell me about stopping by and visiting, never to show.”

Rhiannon: “I know, just a few minutes, please?”

Peyton: “A few minutes? Why Mr. Goddard, why didn’t you tell me about this?”


Still standing at the door, I peaked out behind it at Mr. Goddard who stood up to try and explain himself to me. I was annoyed, not going to lie and it was not cool that I was put in such a difficult situation to begin with. This was not the time for it, all I could think about was last night and the stuff thrown at me. I stared him down, he knew fully well I was upset….

 

Goddard: “I tried, many times. Listen ta me, Pey. Just sit down fer a few minutes and hear yer sister out. It took a lot fer her ta come here ta talk ta ya. I didn’t wanna say anythin’, I wanted ta let it ride and hopefully she would leave, and I never see her again, I swear ta ya, lil’ one but yer sister, she insisted and well, things change. It’s a small world, we didn’t know what ta do. I know the timin’ is probably piss poor, bear with me, please.”

Peyton: “Whatever… come in.”

Rhiannon: “Thank you.

 

I wasn’t going to leave my sister outside, she is still my blood and though I love her to death, she really upsets me with the choices she has made. It seems like all she ever cares about is herself. Dad could really benefit from seeing her from time to time, same with my mom though even she hardly ever sees my dad and I get why, doesn’t mean I have to like or agree with it. Rhiannon stands there, I gesture her to sit down. I stay standing…

 

Goddard: “Lil’ one….”

Peyton: “I’ll stand Mr. Goddard, thank you.”

Goddard: “I know yer hurtin’ and….”

Peyton: “With all due respect, while you have had a terrible loss in your life, you have NO idea what I am feeling right now and the blame I am shouldering…..”

Rhiannon: “You are upset…”

Peyton: “You think!? Rhi, you have basically ignored us, when was the last time you saw dad?”

Rhiannon: “I…. “

Peyton: “Almost two years ago. You didn’t care about anyone but yourself and now I find out from Mr. Goddard who now it makes all the sense in the world why he has been my “Guardian Angel” in the SCW all because of you, that they found you beat up and almost raped buying drugs!? Drugs!? Do you HAVE a death wish, Rhi!?”

Rhiannon: “I messed up; I know damn it, I know!”

 

Her blow up surprised me a little, for the fact she finally showed some emotion and wasn’t all clueless about anything. I stood there, folding my arms, nostrils flaring, it was embarrassing but at the same time necessary….

 

Peyton: “So that is what you do? Go out to the boonies of Texas and buy drugs!?”

Rhiannon: “No…. Peyton… no. I was passing buy, traveling to Dallas from Laredo. I have been working in Tech and I make a decent living. I was recently asked to look over a few new accounts we had.”

Peyton: “And somehow you run into Mr. Goddard and Tombstone!?”

Rhiannon: “You are angry, I get it but please let me explain.”

Peyton: “Fine, explain, please do Rhi, please do and tell me what is going on because you disappear and don’t even think about your family, us. Mom is calling me asking where you are, dad doesn’t even remember what you looked like, I would love to hang out with my older sister once in a while like we used to and yet you rather just run around the world and be Rhi. Where were you when dad’s birthday was last time?”

Rhiannon: “Monaco.”

Peyton: “Where were you when Mom closed out on that Art Gallery deal?”

Rhiannon: “Aruba.”

Peyton: “Where were you when I wrestled at Rise to Greatness last year?”

Rhiannon: “Prague.”

Peyton: “And were you on business trips that entire time? Or just hanging out with a bunch of socialites that you call friends. What about us? Dad was sitting front row and I would have loved to see my sister there. That’s the problem, you are selfish, and you know what? Normally, I wouldn’t even let this bother me like it hasn’t the last 6 years. Today it does, I buried my best friend yesterday, I have been experiencing and learning a bunch of secrets lately, I know that what I carry on my back will be there forever and no one can change this. For you to just appear out of the blue? It…. It pisses me off!”

Rhiannon: “I have never seen you like this. Just give me one second to explain, please?”

 

After taking a deep breath and calming myself down, I had the wits to give her that second though part of me didn’t even want to give her the time of day. I had to keep telling myself that she was my sister and at one point we used to be really close. Nodding, I let her have the floor….

 

Rhiannon: “Thank you. Yeah, I messed up, I was going around the world living a socialite’s dream, my business kinda led me to that the last 5 or so years. I didn’t do it on purpose, Pey, I was just caught up in it and well, it became my life. I loved it because I didn’t have to deal with dad or mom. You were my only regret. Mom and dad not being together anymore sucked and when I had the chance to get out, I did. Was I wrong to basically ignore you? Yeah, it was. I was in a bad place and I had broken up with a guy I was dating on and off the last few years. When they asked if someone would go to Texas and run some programs and IT, I volunteered and just wanted to get out. I developed a need for a pick me up once in a while. I’m not a drug addict but I did enjoy getting that high. I tried to score some blow….”

Peyton: “… blow?”

Rhiannon: “Cocaine, Pey.”

Peyton: “Right, of course…. Cocaine.”

Rhiannon: “… You have the right to question and even judge me, you’re my sister. I found a couple of local guys, they took me back to their place, suddenly I found myself attacked and the next thing I remember is waking up in some cot inside Mr. Goddard’s office on his compound. I was in pretty bad shape, in and out for a while until they nursed me back to health.”

Peyton: “You look healthy, what does this mean now? What happened to your job?”

Rhiannon: “I quit.”

Peyton: “So where are you now?”

Rhiannon: “I’m still in the compound.”

Peyton: “Okay….”

 

I turned to Mr. Goddard….

 

Peyton: “When is she coming home?”

Goddard: “She is home.”

Peyton: “What do you mean, she is home?”

Goddard: “Yer sister has decided ta stay with us. It was her choice, no one forced her ta do so. She has found a life there though she does not have a life debt ta me.”

Peyton: “Life debt? I don’t understand.”

Rhiannon: “It means I can leave anytime. I need to be there; I must straighten myself out and right now I feel like I can finally be myself. I wanted to see and tell you in person. I didn’t want you, mom and dad to worry. I will go and see them too. I’m sorry that I have disappointed you, little sister.”

 

What the heck is going on here? I don’t understand. Why do I feel like Mr. Goddard was not being completely truthful with me? I wasn’t going to jump into conclusions, too much going on in my life right now to even worry about it. Instead I watch my sister walk out after smiling at me, the friction was too thick. Mr. Goddard then came up to me…

 

Goddard: “She is gonna be fine and in time, she will come home. I will make sure she’s taken care of and that she talks ta yer parents. I wanted her ta come ta ya first. I felt like ya needed ta be aware. I didn’t know how ta tell ya and….”

Peyton: “… Mr. Goddard, I’m not even going to pretend like I know what is going on here because sir, I do not. All I can say is that I’m confused, and I don’t know what my sister is doing, if she wants to stay with you, fine, I can’t be bothered right now by it.”

Goddard: “Lil’ One, this doesn’t change anythin’. Yer sister made a choice and I am still gonna make sure that I watch over ya.”

Peyton: “I need to be alone right now, Mr. Goddard.”

Goddard: “I understand. I’ll check up on ya tomorrow.”

Peyton: “I’m fine Mr. Goddard…. I’m fine.”

 

He didn’t say another word, tipping his hat at me and walking out, as I close the door, I used it as crutch, leaning against it to hold me up from sliding down to the floor and letting out a scream. I had to look at the silver lining here, at least my sister was safe, but then again, what exactly was Mr. Goddard running at the Compound?

I’m not even going to try and imagine.

 

One Hour Later

Ante -Up Academy

 

After the talk and the surprise that he dropped on her about her sister, Rhiannon that her family had been wondering about for months again was just another burden that she had to deal with. After leaving for Ante Up Academy, the only place that she felt safe right now, gripping the steering wheel so hard, Peyton’s smooth and prefect hands were staring to get a little rough. She was so overwhelmed and didn’t know how to deal with it, so her best bet was to go back to Ante Up, focus on wrestling, train there and think of the good memories she had with Ricky, training to be an SCW Superstar. She walked right in, David Helms was there to greet her, a bit surprised she was there. With her gym bag over her shoulder, she hugged David and asked permission to come in and train.

 

peytoncastpic-davidhelmsDavid: “Hey! I didn’t expect you here.”

Peyton: “Hey Coach, I wanted to come by, ask if maybe I could come here and train, I could use some time for myself and get out of the house.”

David: “Peyton, you damn well know the doors are open for you at any time. Mi casa is su casa. You know where the lockers are at so you can change.”

Peyton: “Thank you.”

David: “Hey Pey, yesterday was a beautiful funeral.”

Peyton: “I know it was. Thank you for being a pall bearer. He was smiling.”

David: “I miss the kid. Anything you need, just call me. I’ll be upstairs writing lessons.”

Peyton: “Thank you Coach.”

 

We hugged again. David Helms was like a father to me. Always knowing the right things to say. Coming back here was going to be hard but I needed to face this, I wanted to be in Ante Up, the place I met Ricky. It was important for me to be here and after the morning I had and last night? I needed to focus on my competition the next three weeks leading into RTG XVI. I wanted to be TV Champion heading into the biggest event of the year. Walking into the locker, I quickly changed to my training gear, walking out and passing the men’s locker room, I peaked in and saw where I met Ricky, in front of his locker. I could here his voice, turning around and seeing me there as I walked into the wrong locker by accident. Greeny, J-Dilly, they were all here and…..

 

Voice: “Why am I not surprised that you are standing here looking in the men’s locker room, Pey?”

 

I recognized that voice, it was Connor Green, I turned around and quickly hugged him….

 

Peyton: “Greeny! I didn’t know you were here today!”

PeytonCastPic-GreenyGreeny: “I kinda work here now. It’s fun and I get to give back. I’m happy you came, I didn’t expect to see you here after yesterday, figured you’d take a day off.”

Peyton: “I thought about, woke up a little sick but needed to get out and just start doing what I love. Train some the next few days before finally getting back in the ring. The Television Championship is a grind, challenger after challenger, you know?”

Greeny: “Well, if anyone can do it Peyton, it’s you. If you need a training partner today, let me know.”

Peyton: “Actually I would, Greeny once I get done with some weights and cardio, cool?”

Greeny: “Absolutely. Come and get me, I’ll be with some of the newbies.”

Peyton: “You got it, Greeny.”

 

Having Greeny here was awesome. While he was at the funeral yesterday, we really didn’t get to speak much. He was one of the pall bearers and a good friend of Ricky’s. The days here training seemed like yesterday. They were good times. I had to clear my head, so I started to do some weight training and cardio, I was going to go hard, that was the plan…..

It was always the plan.

 

A Few Hours Later

 

David Helms is still working on training modules and lessons, Matty Stone is looking out the window down to the Academy, he notices Peyton still doing drills in the ring, tilting his head a bit concerned….

 

Matty: “Hey Dave?”

Dave: “Yeah bro?”

Matty: “What time did Peyton get here?”

Dave: “Hmmm… about ten…. Why?”

Matty: “It’s after one.”

Dave: “Wait… she’s still down there training?”

Matty: “She’s gonna hurt herself brosef. Want me to go down there and talk to her? I don’t think Greeny has the heart to tell Pey to stop.”

David: “I’ll take care of it.”

 

In the ring I was starting to break down, getting tired but I didn’t want to stop. If I did, All I would do is think about him. Wrestling was my life now; my career was the most important thing to me besides my dad. Without Ricky, I didn’t know anymore especially with everything I learned that led to this. Alistaire was a breath of fresh air, I wasn’t being fair to him either, it was a balancing act. Nothing was going to distract me though I could see Coach Helms coming down the stairs and Greeny was slowing down…

 

Greeny: “Pey, let’s take a break, hey?”

Peyton: “Go… ahead Greeny. I’m not done yet.”

Greeny: “Don’t overdo it, come on girl, let’s take a break and….”

Peyton: “…. I’m fine!”

 

I don’t know where that outburst came from. Greeny stopped, he rolled out of the ring leaving me there in a pool of sweat, wondering why he stopped. I wasn’t ready to stop. Tilting my head, I raised my arms looking at him like why….

 

Peyton: “Greeny…..”

David: “Peyton, you have been at it non-stop for three hours, you are going to hurt yourself.”

Peyton: “Coach…. I’m fine… I….

David: “Peyton….. please.”

 

His voice was getting louder, climbing the ring, he stepped in. I just shook my head and paced around, frustrated. I needed this. If I stopped, I would think of him, think of last night, I remember now and I wanted to forget. Even what I drank was not enough…. It wasn’t. Please don’t make me stop…..

Please….

 

Peyton: “Please don’t make me stop Coach……”

David: “Pey, slow down, damn it, do you want to hurt yourself and then not be able to compete? If you to take it in turns, seriously, shower up, go home. Maybe hit the beach or something.”

Peyton: “I want to be here…. I need this Coach, don’t take it away from me….”

David: “I am not taking anything away from you Peyton, if anything I am preserving your well-being. Can you do that for me, please?”

Peyton: “I…..”

David: “Peyton!?

Greeny: “Pey!”

 

Lowering my head, I started to stumble back and fell into the turnbuckle, sitting there as Greeny slid in, David went to check on me and all I did was shake my head. I was fine physically, mentally was different, it was a break down. What was happening to me, this was not supposed to be like this. I can’t stop, please do not make me stop. I wanted a minute to digest this. It is why I didn’t want to stop, all I could see was his face, smiling at me and then what happened last night, the memory flooded my mind….

Why did I stop….

 Why?

 

Peyton’s Home

Venice Beach, CA.

6.30.19

 

Chris Cannon and Sienna took care of the transportation for Peyton’s father to the airport, he was hesitant in going, looking at his daughter and the state she was in. Chris originally wanted to take Peyton home, after what happened just a little while ago when tempers finally flared not involving any of them but the Beauty Factory as a whole, Sienna was ready to go home and they both to make sure that she was able to get home safe. She had been drinking, intoxicated heavily and Ray Rice was concerned but was assured that his daughter would be alright since he had a huge day with some new experimental treatment set up by Sienna herself. They saw her leave, LEO drover her back to her place where she walked to the door and he made sure that she was able to get in. After leaving, Peyton kicked off her shoes, took off her nylons and dress, let out Elvis, made sure he was fed and poured herself another glass of wine. After changing to just a tank top and still in her thong, the gorgeous Peyton grabbed the little box Robbie gave her and placed it on the drawer, sitting on the bed with her glass of wine, a box with Ricky’s things inside it including the letter he wrote was open on her night stand. She reached over and grabbed the small ring box and opened it, her eyes full of tears but not crying.…

 

Peyton: “Alexa, play my music station….”

 

As Alexa kicked on some music, all I found myself doing was staring at the ring. My hands started to shake, I could have prevented this, I could be Mrs. Octavius right now, all of this, would have led to him still being alive. I led him to his death, when the song started to play, my eyes widened, it was like a sign, I don’t know…. Could have been pure coincidence and yet, I was drawn to the ring. I drank the rest of my wine, I couldn’t feel anything now, staring dumbly at it…..

 

She put him out like the burnin’ end of a midnight cigarette. She broke his heart, he spent his whole life tryin’ to forget. We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time. But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind… Until the night….He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger…. And finally drank away her memory. Life is short, but this time it was bigger. Than the strength he had to get up off his knees.We found him with his face down in the pillow. With a note that said, ‘I’ll love her till I die.’And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby…..

 

Shaking I took the ring out of the box, holding a picture of him. I couldn’t stop crying. I had to get over him and right now I couldn’t do that. I could hear the song playing, getting louder and louder. Taking the ring, I placed it on my finger and nodded….

 

Peyton: “Yes, Ricky…. Yes….”

 

…. Before laying on the bed and holding his picture to my chest. I don’t know what the heck I was doing, was I losing my mind, was I just drunk?

Or was I suffering from a broken heart filled with guilt….

 

The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself, For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath. She finally drank her pain away a little at a time. But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind…. Until the night… She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger… And finally drank away his memory. Life is short, but this time it was bigger. Than the strength she had to get up off her knees.

 

Slowly I drifted to sleep to the words of the song and the ring on my hand, I couldn’t bear the pain anymore. I could weep alone, in my home where no one else could see, I didn’t want anyone to know just how hard I was taking this….

… and how much I blamed myself.

The last thing I remember is his picture, the ring and the pain I felt in my chest before everything went dark.

 

We found her with her face down in the pillow… Clinging to his picture for dear life. We laid her next to him beneath the willow….

While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby…

 

 

SCENE FADES

 

 

 


 

 

 

THE ROAD CONTINUES

 

 

The Scene Opens….

 

The Grand Ole Opry is a weekly American country music stage concert in Nashville, Tennessee founded on November 28, 1925, by George D. Hay as a one-hour radio “barn dance” on WSM. Currently owned and operated by Opry Entertainment, it is the longest running radio broadcast in US history. Dedicated to honoring country music and its history, the Opry showcases a mix of famous singers and contemporary Record Chart performing country, Bluegrass Music, Americana Music, Folk Music and Gospel Music music as well as Comedy performances and Sketch Comedy. It attracts hundreds of thousands of visitors from around the world and millions of radio and internet listeners. The Opry’s current primary slogan is “The Show That Made Country Music Famous.” Other slogans include “Home of American Music” and “Country’s Most Famous Stage.”   

In the 1930s, the show began hiring professionals and expanded to four hours. Broadcasting by then at Clear channel Station, WSM made the program a Saturday night musical tradition in nearly 30 states. In 1939, it debuted nationally on NBC Red Network. The Opry moved to a permanent home, the Ryman Auditorium, in 1943. As it developed in importance, so did the city of Nashville, which became America’s “country music capital.” The Grand Ole Opry holds such significance in Nashville that its name is included on the city/county line signs on all major roadways. The signs read “Music City/Metropolitan Nashville Davidson County/Home of the Grand Ole Opry.”

Membership in the Opry remains one of country music’s crowning achievements. Since 1974, the show has been broadcast from the Grand Ole Opry House east of downtown Nashville, with an annual three-month winter foray back to the Ryman since 1999. In addition to the radio programs, performances have been sporadically televised over the years. Here is where we find the beautiful Television Champion ready for her fourth title defense and fifth match over all since competing for the belt. She gets Crissy Gardner, the always dangerous wrestler that has had an up and down career but one that all eyes have been on her for a long time. Peyton is ready for the challenge; she has had this past week to really get back on track and concentrate on her wrestling as the Road to Greatness continues. Wearing jeans, open toed white heels and a matching halter top, her long hair hanging down and nails a French style. She sits at the stage with her legs dangling down, the TV Title next to her as the camera starts to record…

 

REC:

 

Peyton takes a second to look around and soak up the entire experience. Still thinking about everything from Ricky to Alistaire, J-Dilly to her sister. There were enough distractions in her life but this time, she needed to push them to the back of her mind and not allow Crissy who like Zero the previous week could sneak up and beat her. Peyton looks up at the camera and speaks in her cute and adorable voice…

 

PeytonCastPic-PeytonShoot2“The Grand Ole Opry. One of the most famous stages and venues in the country. Sitting on stage, looking out at all the empty seats, I could only imagine what it would be life to see it filled with fans and crowds of people. This is the kind of place where careers are found, some sustained and others are finished with a final performance here. Isn’t that what we do though as professional wrestlers? We too are on stage, showcasing what we have learned and continue to against the elite, the best in the business. I can see how nerve racking it would be, the sounds of the screaming crowd, the warm lights hitting your face, the sense of accomplishment…..

That is what I live for.

I want to apologize to my fans and those who know me, they understand I have been through a lot lately and that’s no excuse. I am honest when I say that it will take some time for me to get over the death of Ricky Octavius. Now that he is laid to rest, I must pick up the pieces and start moving on which I did last week, I also lost my cool a little bit and took things too personal. This business surrounds itself with a lot of emotion, I don’t think any of us will ever get by as a stump, never allowing the words whether true or not, really pierce us in a way we respond irrational or out of pure emotion. Zero did that to me last week when he brought Ricky’s death into it and our relationship problems from EMERGE. I should have ignored him, let it ride off my back, instead I let it get to me. I responded, lost my cool, said things I would normally not say and though I felt those feelings, they were real, there is a time and a place for it. I rather allow my actions in the ring speak louder than words. While I came up victorious, it was one of the toughest matches I’ve ever had, not because Zero was my greatest challenge, oh no….

It was a match where I needed to stay focused, there were so many instances while in the ring that my raw emotions were fueling my desire to win. That’s not how it should be, the TV Championship? That should be the driving force. This title should have been the reason behind the win last week, the grind and the challenge it represents and not trying to defeat some jerk under a mask that thinks it’s cute to make light out of one of the hardest periods of my life and those who loved him. I know that I must get over it. Time heals all wounds; I will keep his memory alive in my heart and probably never forgive myself for how things turned out.

This is why the TV Title is so important to me right now, it keeps me grounded, give me the chance to further my career in the SCW. With every win, I climb higher and higher when let’s face it, I started here pretty slow, I wasn’t really doing much, I still gave you my best though some transition better than others and this was my period to do so. I came to the SCW with a lot of fanfare thanks to the EMERGE Championship and all the wonderful experiences I had there. It was a lot to live up to, so much hype that maybe it was a little overwhelming at first, I don’t know how else to explain it. When given the chance to compete in this division and winning from someone like Katie Steward, it was the ONE big win I was looking for to cement my stock and now I’m on a small little streak which could quickly come to an end or go longer, all I have to do is stay on the Road to Greatness. I can take so much inspiration from differences sources, whether it’s the recent tragedy, my family or even the happenings of the SCW leading into Texas….

I have always found a way to look at things at a positive light even when it seems nothing but dark. I chose to sit here and reminisce, sometimes you try to overthink things, maybe even ask yourself where you made the mistake, where did it all go wrong. I love this sport, the company and those who have given me the chance to live out my dream. That is why this match coming up against Crissy Gardner is not only going to be a tough one, I feel like she could be my greatest challenge yet for this title. Crissy reminds me a lot of who I am in many ways, someone that flies under the radar and not everyone is paying attention to what she has accomplished.

When wrestling Zero last week, I knew what he was about, his games were being played on me last year in EMERGE, I knew what to expect….

The “Serial Thrilla”?

Is a brand-new challenge and I’m excited.”

 

Peyton has had to do a lot of soul searching lately and after the death of Ricky Octavius, she has had a period to mourn though many do not know how hard this has really hit the young Rice though she is not showing it in the ring. Peyton is now focused on the TV Title, to her it is the only purpose she has right now besides taking care of her dad. Crissy Gardner poses a new challenge for Peyton and she is happy to accept as we turn the corner just a few weeks away to RTG XVI. She looks back at the camera in her green eyes and smiles….

 

“Crissy Gardner, you have been on and off in the SCW for quite some time, came in with a splash, I remember how hot you were, the Women’s Division was flourishing when there was one still. What I admire about you most is the fact you can fight, it doesn’t have to be a wrestling match, you can beat people up like the rest of them and I’m not a fighter, I’m a high flyer and speedster, don’t know how well that will work on someone like you, Crissy but like every match that I take, I simply bring my talents and try my best to get the victory. Crissy, you are a proven winner, showing now more than ever tat you indeed deserve this TV Title match, earning it for it’s nice to see you back in the fold again. I know that we really don’t talk much, what I can say you conduct yourself with respect and class….

A trait very few folks show at this stage of the game.

Crissy Gardner is a wrestler who like me five weeks ago was looking for her big break, a match that would change my life and career here in the SCW even if they are baby steps. Crissy, you understand how fast your fortunes can change with he drop of a dime, beat me tomorrow night, you are the TV Champion and so many possibilities open up for you, a chance to rebuild your reputation and show the SCW that you are truly worthy of representing it as a champion. It was hard for me to start off slow as I did, maybe I was spoiled, wrestling in UWA and EMERGE, having so much success, never losing a singles match, was only pinned a few times in other type of matches, I never really had any type of slump rough patch to really measure my young career thus far. Then when I came to the SCW, which I know you can also attest to it, it was a whole different monster and with the competition being so tough and fierce, there was a moment where I had to step back and wonder what the heck just happened.

You weren’t in Kansas anymore, Alice.

I lost my first match, singles and everything. It was an eye opener, was this the right choice? I’m sure you asked yourself that once or twice Crissy. It becomes a mental game, start doubting yourself, maybe questioning your ability, I know I did. What I see in you though is confidence and a belief that you can beat anyone at any time, I like that, it shows the heart of a warrior. It’s a breath of fresh air knowing that I don’t have to worry about someone like Zero this week, I can go to the ring and compete against an awesome competitor and a woman that I know will do whatever she can to take away the Championship. Crissy, this is where I need to be truthful with you so that you can understand what this means to Peyton Rice.

The TV Title has saved from allowing all these negative outside forces from consuming me. It’s given me a true meaning, a definition of what I need to do moving forward and past all that has been going on. It’s the reason I get up in the morning and train my butt off. Seeing the faces of my coaches and fellow wrestlers that have put their time, effort and faith in me to get here now. The fans and what I can give back because you see, Crissy, I was like them once, sitting out in the stands and watching them perform like the singers on this stage. I appreciate all this has given me and so much more, the journey here and if it were to end tomorrow, then I would need to start a new one….

But I’m not ready to have it end tomorrow.

Crissy, I respect everything you’ve done in the ring, I know just how hungry you are, what a win here would mean to you and even your friends Ashe and Ember. We all get to a point where it’s make or break. I was starting to feel that way until I beat Katie Steward and while I will never put myself in the same sentence as Katie, maybe I am that big win you need to start a run and cement your name back on the roster as a threat and someone that shouldn’t be ignored. I think for me; this title is like my lifeline. When Kelcey went into a coma, my mentor was gone, then my attention was taken from her because of Ricky. Now weeks later, it was the only thing that kept me from missing work, even falling back into the shadows…..

No, when I needed CPR it gave me life again and now, I understand better than ever what I need to do. Look at the people who have held this belt, Crissy? Ravyn Taylor, Kennedy Street, Amy Chastaine, Katie Steward, Selena Frost, the list can go on and on, this is not just a title that is thrown out there for gals like you and I? I just named four former World Champions who turned this belt into what it is, the hardest Championship to hang on too…

And that is exactly what I plan to do tomorrow night.”

 

A very determined Peyton Rice, glances over at the title and smirks some, reaching over and touching the faceplate while still sitting at the edge of the stage at the Grand Ole Opry. It is time to move on, the hurt is still there, also Kelcey Wallace is still in a coma, her dog Elvis is a constant reminder to Peyton. She wants to do this for Kelcey, for Ricky, for all those that believe they can do it even when life doesn’t always give what you want. She turns back to the camera and speaks…..

 

“I’ll never question your heart or fighting spirit. I won’t even put my own passion and desire over yours, either Crissy. It would be foolish of me but what I am going to tell you is that you better bring the best you have if you plan to walk out as the Television Champion tomorrow night. That’s not a threat of any kind, it is a promise I am in this frame of mind and whether some may think I am not fully committed or concentrated on this match and you are one of them Crissy, then you are in for a huge surprise. My mentor can’t see what I am doing right now, there is nothing more I would want then for Kelcey to wake up and see me as a Television Champion. I am going to try everything humanly possible to make sure the day she opens those beautiful blue eyes that I am still wearing this belt, THAT is how important this is, Crissy.

I’m not questioning your motives or pursuit of the title; in recent months you have stepped up your game and shown Sasha that you earned this opportunity. Its funny though how everything that I thought was known changes. Wrestling used to be about wins, losses, the experience in general. It was awesome how something so fulfilling and rewarding was the business I chose but as I started to get deeper and deeper into this business, I saw people like Scarlet Gray mock Kelcey, Zero and his antics, the stuff with the World Championship and then it doesn’t seem wrestling is about that anymore….

And that is why I hold out hope and when I see someone that loved this sport so much like Kelcey suffer, I want to make it right, I want her to smile when I hold up that TV Title, yes, I want to walk in Rise To Greatness as the TV Champion and beyond until someone can take it from me. Crissy, tomorrow night, we take center stage, we get to perform in front of the SCW faithful, we are now given the opportunity to elevate this title even higher with the most exciting matches the fans will watch. You come to fight, I come to fly, one gives, that’s it….

But know this much, Crissy, I’m going to give you the match of your career for I am going to show that right now, I am in a zone, I have had to work hard to re-focus on my goals, my wants and needs. There are times in life where we understand maybe appearances are not what they always seem. I have shown you great respect even though you have not and if you think for one moment that claiming I don’t know about struggles in life is just ignorant or that I’m the second coming of Kelcey, again you are sadly mistaken. We only hear what we want to and obviously you need a hearing aide.

That said, I am going to give you a match, no malarkey, I will never cheat myself of beating someone like you to continue my Road to Greatness. I’m sorry that you chose the easy path and couldn’t show the respect this match deserves.

Doesn’t matter Crissy….

Throw all the jibes you want at me….

Come tomorrow night in front of the world?

Peyton Rice will once again show why….

She’s not just another “Pretty” face.”

 

She tilts her head and smirks before holding up the TV Title and flashing a playful wink…..

 

 

FADE TO BLACK

 

/REC

 

 

Vs. ZERO: BREAKDOWN TV TITLE MATCH 7.3.19

A FUNERAL FOR A FRIEND

 

Peyton Rice went into Breakdown with a heavy heart after finding out that Ricky Octavius had passed. For Peyton, she couldn’t quit, the SCW and Sasha even asked if she wanted to take a week off, she didn’t budge, it was what Ricky would have wanted her to do. Ricky’s friendship was special to her, it was a bond that was hard to break even though the two were split 15 months ago, they still stayed friends though for a time distant when Ricky joined the Beauty Factory after they broke up. A lot had to do with Jason Dillinger who Peyton didn’t know was behind a lot of things that were going on for Ricky like missing dates, not showing up, Peyton felt like he didn’t care and had enough….

Now Peyton wishes she had listened to her gut and not reacted so quickly. Their breakup pushed Ricky to the Beauty Factory, he always wanted to model, and Laura Steinbeck gave him that opportunity. Now he is gone, they were starting to talk again, even kissed, almost hooked up and Peyton wanted to see him again, they were hopefully going to reconcile and things would settle over but after Kelcey’s unfortunate accident and the ultimatum Peyton gave Ricky, leave the Factory and they could try to work things out, she had hoped that would work….

And now Peyton regrets not being there for him.

She has lost herself in the wrestling, week after week the grind continues to give her more an opportunity to stay busy doing what she loves the most and keep herself from thinking about Ricky. After defeating Casterillo, the beast of a monster, Peyton was in the zone. Now what she had to look forward to?

Ricky’s funeral, the day she wasn’t ready for.

 

Saint Sophia Greek Orthodox Cathedral

Los Angeles, CA.

6.30.19

11:00 AM

 

Peyton rice was sitting front row in a black dress, leggings and pumps, her nails a French and a vail over her face with the long sandy blonde hair hanging down. The church was beautiful, there were so many people there that attended from modeling and wrestling. Famous fashion designers, models, many wrestlers from the SCW, UWA and EMERGE were also there. Peyton sat next to her father, Ray. She was also next to Robbie, Ricky’s older brother who finally was contacted. She was also with Chris and Christian Cannon, All the Helms Family and Sienna Swann with Laura Steinbeck. Everyone was dressed in black. The church had over 200 people in it, those that Ricky Octavius touched. Peyton sat there staring at the black coffin. Peyton feels her father grabbing her hand, she turns to him. His eyes are teary eyed, he saw Ricky as a son. She turns back at the priest who speaks…

 

Priest: I would like to start this funeral procession with a reading from the book of Wisdom. But the souls of the just are in the hand of God, and no torment shall touch them. They seemed, in the view of the foolish, to be dead; and their passing away was thought an affliction and their going forth from us, utter destruction. But they are in peace. For if before men, indeed, they be punished, yet is their hope full of immortality; chastised a little, they shall be greatly blessed, because God tried them and found them worthy of himself. As gold in the furnace, he proved them, and as sacrificial offerings he took them to himself. In the time of their visitation they shall shine and shall dart about as sparks through stubble; they shall judge nations and rule over peoples, and the LORD shall be their King forever. Those who trust in him shall understand truth, and the faithful shall abide with him in love: Because grace and mercy are with his holy ones, and His care is with His elect.”

 

Peyton looks on as the rest of the church sits in silence. The young Television Champion had so many thoughts swirling through her head, it was hard to focus on just one. Being at the funeral was so surreal to her still. She had already come to terms with Ricky’s death and this was the day for her to finally say goodbye, to put him to rest and continue with her life like he would have liked. Peyton was young, only 23 years old, this was a little too much for her to handle, for once it was her turn to show some weakness after always standing strong even as a 16-year-old girl who had to quickly become a woman. The words of the Priest were resonating, almost deafening as she sat quietly holding her father’s hand in one, the funeral program in the other….

 

Priest: “Brothers and Sisters, we are gathered here today to celebrate the life of Ricky Octavius…”

 

The young Rice found herself lost in the Priest’s words. The words suddenly became nothing more than noise. She could hear the sobbing, there were people who actually cared about Ricky in attendance. It was too painful for Peyton. Instead she thought about other things in her life, it was her defense mechanism….

Her way to cope…

Breakdown

Des Moines, IA

6.26.19

 

After her match with Casterillo, which was not only hard fought but a tough one to get by considering he was a man on a mission to hurt her more than actually win a title, she had caught up with Aaron Blackbourne who had a nice talk with her. He had recently lost his brother and wanted to share how to deal with the pain of losing someone which helped a little but that still didn’t take away the pain the young Rice was feeling. She tried her best to put things into perspective it was a tough time for her and yet knowing the support she had really helped her in so many ways. The other thing she needed to handle was Alistaire Allocco. The night she found out that Ricky passed, they actually had a fun night and kissed a few times. He even sent her a really nice text message after finding out what had happened to her friend. After the match she was dressed in torn jeans, wedge sandals and a black loose sleeveless halter top, her nails polished white and long sandy blonde hair hanging down. She carried the roll away, title over her shoulder and toward her car when she was confronted by Alistaire who was leaning against her rental.

She stopped and half smiled…

 

PeytonCastPic-AlistaireAlistaire: “I haven’t really seen you all night, part of me thinks that you’re avoiding me.”

Peyton: “No Ali, just had a rough week is all. I was going to call you and thanks for the text message, it was really sweet.”

Alistaire: “I’m sorry about your friend. It must be tough, losing someone that close to you. I will give you time to grieve, I needed to see you before you left.”

Peyton: “I haven’t slept much, I’m tired, I’m sore, tonight I just want to go back to my hotel room with a glass of wine and go to sleep.”

Alistaire: “It’s the things I said to Owen this week, isn’t it?”

Peyton: “No… no Ali, I wasn’t too thrilled about what you said about him, no. I try not to interfere or lecture in what you have to say to your opponents. Do I think you are wrong at the approach? Yes. There is some truth to what you said but the way you say things carry a long way. Owen has been through a lot and it was a little insensitive. I would have worded it differently but I’m not you.”

Alistaire: “I was simply telling him the truth; I am trying to help him best I can. The wrestling business is a tough place to be. I look at you and see inspiration, I see a woman that little girls can look up to, a person who has integrity and doesn’t use this platform for self-service. I admire that in you Peyton. I don’t like to see you suffer like this and yet unlike Owen who you saw in there tonight acting disrespectful to even his own “friends”, when and focuses on his tantrums instead of his wrestling, yet you come here and wrestle against a monster and win. You weren’t an emotional wreck; you weren’t trying to bring everyone down. That is the Peyton I know and the one that I am falling for. He is one of your best friends and supporters, call it tough love.”

 

As tired as Peyton is, all she can do is nod at this point. Brushing her hair back, Alistaire can see that she’s not too thrilled at where this conversation is going, maybe it is just a mix of bad timing and the way she feels after the death of Ricky. Peyton sighs and looks away….

 

Alistaire: “You are angry.”

PeytonCastPic3Peyton: “No, I am annoyed and tired. Alistaire, I like you too, a sweet and vibrant person who deep down inside wants to do the right thing but doesn’t always know how to articulate it so instead you try to defend it. I am not disagreeing with you that Owen tonight went over the edge. What he said to Kennedy was wrong. I am also willing to give him a pass for the personal stuff he has been through. The way I look at it Ali, some people are just not very good at handling emotional stress. Owen maybe having a difficult time like me. I am hurting deep down inside, I lost someone close to me and the way it happened is wrong Ali, it is wrong. I wish I could’ve been there, do anything to have prevented it, I can’t. Life is too short. I know you mean well and that is why it is hard for me to get angry with you. I don’t want to fight Ali, I don’t need this right now. I’m not happy with how things are going down….”

Alistaire: “I didn’t want to make you upset.”

Peyton: “I am being honest with you, isn’t that what you want?”

Alistaire: “Yes.”

Peyton: “Okay then, the last few times we have gone out, it was fun. You are genuine, misunderstood, of course but genuine to say that there isn’t a deceptive bone in your body. You believe in what you are doing. It isn’t wrong, your methods at times can be in question, sure but what and who you are Ali is what separates you from others. Do I think you take the high moral ground pedestal approach? Sure, I do at times and maybe that is something you can work on. Be a little more sensitive to what others are going through. There is a reason Owen is acting this way, with Kelcey and his personal issues, now the death of Ricky who he was close to especially around 17, when he was training to get in the business, Ricky and I were the first two Ante Up Academy students he met and we helped him, heck we all helped each other. All I am asking is that once in a awhile you stop for a moment and realize what you are doing, that is it Ali. It isn’t always black and white, there are many shades of grey that explain the scheme.”

Alistaire: “I see…. You are being honest, and I respect that about you.”

 

She sighs and walks up to him, leaning into his chest and resting her head on it. He slowly wraps his arms around her, feeling how tense she is, all Peyton needed was a hug from Ali, any sort of emotional connection that tonight she was missing….

 

Peyton: “I’m not asking you to change Ali, I would never do that. All I am asking is to be more sensitive and aware about what other people are looking for. Owen’s actions today were wrong and his approach as well was something I wouldn’t have done. He cares just like you and he’s just trying to do what he felt was best for him. You are not wrong either….. just show more tact, I get the message.”

Alistaire: “I was trying to be honest with him too, sometimes people in that state of mind need to have the message loud and clear, there is nothing more I want then to have a good match, great competition and for others to start realizing this is not the way to get things done.”

Peyton: “I know and right now I’m too tired mentally and physically to even worry about it anymore tonight.”

Alistaire: “Allow me to drive you back to the hotel?”

 

She looked up at Alistaire and nodded. He smiled and picked up her bags, loaded them in the car and then opened the door for her. She stepped in and he closed the door after, getting in himself and driving out of the parking lot. By the time they arrive at the hotel, Peyton was already half asleep in the passenger seat. She was helped by Alistaire up to her room where they stood by the door, she opened it and he brought in her bags, Peyton kicked off her shoes and sat in the bed. Alistaire was about to leave when she stood up and walked over to Ali, placing her arms around him and kissing on the lips…

 

Peyton: “Thank you for being a gentleman.”

Alistaire: “It’s hard not to when you’re in the presence of a lady. Get some rest.”

Peyton: “Ali….”

Alistaire: “Yes?”

Peyton: “Stay with me, I don’t want to be alone tonight.”

 

He didn’t know what to do, inside the mind of Alistaire, his heart was racing, just the thought of staying over with Peyton in the same hotel, the same bed? The same….. it was too much, he was ready to walk out and then he thought about what she said, to be sensitive of others emotional state. This was a cry for help by Peyton and by God, Alistaire was going to answer it. He nods knowing this wasn’t going to lead into anything sexual, it was a woman that wanted company….

 

Alistaire: “Okay, I can sleep on the floor.”

Peyton: “It’s a king size Ali, there is enough room for both of us.”

 

He stood there, for a moment not knowing what to do. He made him extremely nervous just thinking about the possibilities and all the different scenarios that could happen out of this. She walked away, unbuckling her jeans. His eyes widened, palms were starting to sweat as she slowly took them off, she was standing there in a thong. The racing heart was beating so fast, he could barely hear himself think. She then took off her top, wearing a strapless bra. Alistaire by now was sweating like he was running the Boston Marathon. Peyton walked over to him nonchalantly and turned around, holding up her hair…

 

Peyton: “Can you unstrap my bra, please?”

Alistaire: “I…. uh…. Sure…..”

 

He nervously unstraps her bra. She turns to him and smiles, not taking it off and instead grabbing a pair of silk pajama shorts and matching top. Walking into the bathroom, she closes the door behind her, Alistaire lets out a sigh of relief so big he almost knocks himself out with the loss of air. After a few minutes Peyton walks out in her black pajamas, she had brushed her teeth and was ready for bed. Her head tilted looking over at Alistaire….

 

Peyton: “Are you sleeping in that?”

 

Alistaire looked down at hos Khaki pants, loafers and nice collared Polo shirt. He contemplated for a moment before Peyton walked up to him and pulled up his shirt…

 

Alistaire: “Wait….”

Peyton: “Do you sleep with your shirt off?”

Alistaire: “Well, yes sort of.”

Peyton: “Sort of?”

Alistaire: “I mean yes.”

 

Peyton pulls off his shirt. She then unbuckles his pants which causes Alistaire to pull away some. Peyton lets out a slight giggle before taking off his belt…..

 

Peyton: “Boxers?”

Alistaire: “Yes.”

Peyton: “Do you sleep in them?”

Alistaire: “Yes.”

Peyton: “Okay then…. Just relax, I am not trying to seduce you in anyway here Ali. I’m tired, I want to go right to sleep and I would like you to be here with me, if that is okay?

He thought for a minute as his nerves calmed down some, nodding….

 

Alistaire: “Of course.”

 

He took off his pants and shoes, kept on his socks and crawled into bed with Peyton who faced out the bed. She grabbed his arm and pulled it over as they were under the blankets. Alistaire couldn’t move, he was petrified in the unknowing, his next move was a hard one to manage and maintain. He instead took a deep sigh and laid his head on the pillow…

 

Peyton: “Goodnight Ali.”

Alistaire: “Goodnight Pey.”

 

It didn’t take long for her to fall asleep. Alistaire looked down at her, sleeping peacefully finally after the hell week she had. He removed a few strains of hair from her face before finally laying down comfortably. He wasn’t going to say the whole night….

And then again, who knew.

 

 

Saint Sophia Greek Orthodox Cathedral

Los Angeles, CA.

6.30.19

11:20 AM

 

 

While Peyton sat there in church, it wasn’t the priest talking anymore, instead it was David Helms. He was reading a eulogy, a passage from one of the scriptures. Peyton looked up and saw David in his black suit stand by the coffin and the podium…

 

peytoncastpic-davidhelmsDavid: “A reading from the Letter of Saint Paul to the Romans. Brothers and sisters: Hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us. For Christ, while we were still helpless, died at the appointed time for the ungodly.
Indeed, only with difficulty does one die for a just person, though perhaps for a good person one might even find courage to die, but God proves his love for us in that while we were still sinners Christ died for us. How much more then, since we are now justified by his Blood, will we be saved through him from the wrath. Indeed, if, while we were enemies, we were reconciled to God through the death of his Son,
how much more, once reconciled, will we be saved by his life. Not only that, but we also boast of God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have now received reconciliation.”

 

David pauses, he looks over at Peyton and then his family….

 

David: “When I first met Ricky, he had this glow about him, he wanted to be a wrestler. He was so physically fit; I know the conditioning part of this was not going to be the problem. This kid had it all. Ricky is a man that for the most part knew what he wanted, accepted his limitations and loved Peyton Rice. This was this conversation I had with him shortly after he met Peyton at Ante Up who was one of my best students. Tommy, Matty and I were always at awe at what she could do and Ricky came up to us and asked “Who was that girl?”.”

 

Peyton smiles, some of the crowd laughs a little….

 

David: “I told him, that’s the girl who you need to be better than to be successful in the Ante Up. He was enamored by Peyton. I think she fueled his passion and fire more than anything. Ricky was successful in wrestling, the UWA, World Hazard Festival, he was in the Taking Hold of the Flame Battle Royal a few years ago, he was on the fast track to be one of the best. He also loved modeling and when Laura gave him that opportunity, he took it and who can blame Ricky for that? He was living his life the best he could and there was no one out there that would tell him different. He lived a good life and I’m going to miss his smile, the positive outlook he always had. My daughter is mourning and taking this very hard and she has only known Ricky maybe a year? That is how impactful this young man’s life was to so many. Whether you knew him for the past ten years or the past ten minutes, Ricky left a lasting impression on every single person he met. I’m going to miss you kid, say hi to Orlando for me.”

 

Her eyes started to tear up, slowly dabbing them with a handkerchief so her make-up wouldn’t run. How could she be so stupid is the question Peyton Rice had been asking herself all morning, how could she be so damn stupid. Peyton again lowered her head as David stepped off the podium, placing his hand on the casket for a brief moment. The Priest came back up and started to speak. That is when Peyton closed her eyes and all she could think about was the few hours prior to the funeral….

 

 

Saint Sophia Greek Orthodox Cathedral

Los Angeles, CA.

6.30.19

10:00 AM

 

About an hour before the funeral started, Peyton had arrived earlier to make sure the programs were set, and the church was ready to put her friend to rest. Her father, Ray was with her. She walked around the altar; the coffin was already there. It brought nerves to the young Rice, she could barely turn and look at it. Instead, Peyton lit some candles, the Priest was there getting his mass ready. She walked up to her father who was sitting in his wheelchair in a black suit and matching shirt, no tie…

 

PeytonCastPic-RayRay: “I’m sure someone else could have done this, you know.”

Peyton: “It’s okay dad, I want to do this, least I can for Ricky.”

Ray: “Pey, I know you better than anyone, stop blaming yourself.”

Peyton: “I can’t dad. Everything that happened led to this and if I wasn’t so stupid and ignorant, maybe he wouldn’t be here right now and instead with all of us. I hate this dad, the feeling I have but I feel like it is warranted much as I wish it wasn’t. Ricky is gone and I didn’t get the chance to say goodbye. I must do this dad, Ricky was like a son to you, he was my first love and, in many ways, still is. I don’t know what else to say or do anymore. I just want this day to end, I know that is me being selfish.”

Ray: “No it isn’t, that is you being human. You know me, your old man is not a very emotional person but when I saw what happened to Ricky, it was different. He was like a son to me; I had hoped you two were going to reconcile.”

Peyton: “Part of me felt the same way dad. It’s hard to imagine this turned out like it did. It seemed like yesterday when we met at Ante Up. The fun times we had after that. There are a lot of people who will be here today to pay their last respects. Ricky earned that, he was a friend to all of us and I don’t know how I have handled it so far, I want him to walk through that door and smile, laugh and pick me up, tickle me, do whatever, just so I could hold him again.”

 

She was trying not to sob, turning back toward the altar….

 

Ray: “We’ll see him again someday.”

Peyton: “I know we will…..”

 

The church door opens, she turns to see Jason Dillinger walking in a black suit.  He has a limp to him as his leg is still in a knew brace. Peyton is a bit surprised; she glances over at her father who nods. The gorgeous Rice walks up to him and meets J-Dilly at the entrance of the church….

 

Peyton: “J-Dilly? I didn’t expect you here.”

J-Dilly: “I wanted to pay my last respects and hope that I can talk to you for a second about a few things. Can we go by the confessional booths?”

Peyton: “Yeah, of course.”

 

The two walks over the confessional booths, Peyton rests her back against one while J-Dilly situates himself. It was obvious that the young man had a lot on his mind. He takes a minute to think about choosing his words carefully. J-dilly and Ricky didn’t always get along but there was always a mutual respect there, The one thing they both had in common, the love for Peyton…..

 

Peyton: “What’s going on? I’m kind of surprised you are here and early.”

J-Dilly: “The only reason that Ricky and I had problems in the past was because of our feelings toward you. We were both guilty of loving the same woman…”

Peyton: “J-Dilly…. You don’t have to do this. I know that deep down inside you two respected each other. There was a time when you were friends too, but I guess I ruined that part. Listen, Ricky is gone but he knows that you had good intentions, J-Dilly, so do I. I don’t know where we stand right now, we will have to sit down and talk about a lot of things. I know when that Taylor guy came to talk to me, he fed me a bunch of bologna, you would never be the type of person who would try and deliberately destroy a relationship between Ricky and myself. I’m just in a situation where I don’t know what I want except my career if that makes any sense.”

J-Dilly: “It makes perfect sense and I can respect that, that is not why I am here though. I need to talk to you about a lot of things and what I want from you is to listen first. Can you do that?”

Peyton: “Sure… what is going on?”

J-Dilly: “This wasn’t supposed to go the way it did. What happened to Ricky, it was tragic, and it was wrong. He was my friend and I treated him like shit. He died knowing that wronged him, Pey.”

Peyton: “Don’t be so hard on yourself J-Dilly, Ricky knows you meant well.”

J-Dilly: “Peyton… stop. I am trying to tell you the truth here…. I am trying to confess.”

 

Some concerned came over her face as she tilted her head in a bit of confusion trying to figure out what exactly J-Dilly was trying to say. Peyton crosses her arms and starts to get a bit defensive in her approach….

 

Peyton: “Confess about what?”

J-Dilly: “About everything Peyton. I called myself the Man of the Century, proud of who I am and what I represent. When we were in Ante Up and you entered for the first time and I met you, I immediately fell for you. It wasn’t just looks, you’re gorgeous, better than any model in the Beauty Factory, it was everything about you Peyton that drew me in. I knew that there was only one person that I couldn’t compete with, Ricky Octavius. He was everything that I wasn’t. You two had a very special, loving relationship that cannot be topped by anyone or anything. I started to resent him, thought of any way to be better than him. I worked out harder in the gym, I tried to change my confident….”

Peyton: “Arrogant….”

J-Dilly: “… that is a fair statement. I tried to change all that though. I didn’t want to be that guy which I could tell was the one thing that held you back from ever having feelings for me. It started to hurt more and more to the point that I couldn’t even take it, I was losing sleep, I loved you so much. I even told you a few times that I loved you but you were asleep, in a hospital bed sedated after Mika piledrove you or even before that when I talked to Ricky back in the UWA when that Savali bitch trampled you and he wasn’t there to take care of you but I was. I love you Peyton and Ricky loved you too. The thing is, I know you loved Ricky in a way you could never love me….”

Peyton: “… that’s not true Jason. What Ricky and I had was different, there was an emotional bond. You two are different and what you did was treat me like a queen which I never asked for. The difference was Ricky was never about himself, you were and it was a trait I was willing to overlook. Jason, I know how you are feeling, these emotions of guilt are natural and we need to know that Ricky didn’t want this for any of us, alright? Please understand that. You are being hard on yourself and…..’’

J-Dilly: “He was right, Peyton.”

Peyton: “Who was right?”

J-Dilly: “Alistair Taylor. The man that came to see you a while back and gave you that line about being hired to break you and Ricky apart. He was right. I couldn’t take it anymore, I wanted you for me, I couldn’t handle the relationship you and Ricky had, it was tearing me apart. I had to do something, in my mind I knew that you and I belonged together. I know how this sounds….”

 

Peyton’s eyes start to tear up, her lips quiver and fists clenched. She starts to turn her head, looking away at the altar and the coffin….

 

J-Dilly: “…. I didn’t know how else to get your attention. I knew there was something between us. I wanted it to be real, to be the way I knew it could be and so I had to do it Peyton. I hired Alistair to attack Ricky, to set him up, to make sure that he missed dates with you or wouldn’t show up. It worked, you two already had some strain, Kelcey didn’t help the situation any either, she was never a fan of mine. After a while though Peyton, I knew it was wrong and so I asked Alistair to stop. It happened the night you were attacked outside the club.”

 

Her green eyes narrow, slowly turning back to face him, this time trembling in anger and sadness. Dillinger couldn’t even look at her, turning away, talking to the floor….

 

J-Dilly: “That wasn’t supposed to happen, it became too dangerous, realizing what I was doing to my friend Ricky, to you. So, I stopped it. I couldn’t live like this anymore knowing that secret and when Ricky passed, when I saw that he died, I couldn’t live with this on my conscience. I know that I need to pay for my sins and I wanted to come here and do it in this church, in front of him and you to say that I am sorry and I never meant to hurt you or him in this way. I unders….”

 

SLAP!

 

The slap caught Dillinger by surprise. It was so loud and hard that it echoed through the cathedral. The Priest and Ray looked toward the back at the two. Dillinger stood there, glaring at a trembling Peyton….

 

SLAP!

 

Another one cam this time harder as his face started to turn red and even bruise. Jason knew he deserved every bit of it. He tried to speak when Peyton reared back and….

 

SLAP!

 

A third time. Jason Dillinger looked away as she walked right up to him, trying hard as she could not to break out into tears knowing that he was the one instrumental in the breakup of both Ricky and Peyton….

 

Peyton: “How dare you come here and tell me this.”

J-Dilly: “Peyt…”

 

She holds up her hand and shakes her head…

 

Peyton: “Don’t… just don’t.”

 

She starts walking away from Dillinger who stands there trying to process what had just happened and knowing that now the woman he loves, hates him. Lowering his head, he watched Peyton storm to the front of the church and at the altar….

The truth was told and, in that truth,….

So was his judgment.

 

Saint Sophia Greek Orthodox Cathedral

Los Angeles, CA.

6.30.19

12:00 PM

 

The mass ends, Peyton looks on as David Helms, Tommy Valentine, Chris Cannon, Owen and Shawn Cruze, Connor Green, Matty Stone and Robbie Octavius go along the coffin as the pall bearers, they lift it and begin to carry it out of the Cathedral slowly. The rest of the procession follows, all of those that attended the funeral. Peyton pushes the wheelchair of her father as he too grabs a hold of the coffin handle for a moment wanting to be one of the bearers but physically can’t.

As they carry him outside, so many on-lookers and fans that could not be in the church watch. Many grieving, some holding signs up for Ricky. The Pall bearers load the coffin in the Hurse, closing the back door and watching as everyone gets into their cars. The LAPD is there, instructed by Laura Steinbeck to escort the large procession to the cemetery. Peyton is the first car behind; they are in the limo with Chris Cannon, Sienna Swann, Laura Steinbeck, Christian, her father Ray and herself.

It seemed like the drive was forever until they finally arrived at the cemetery about half an hour later. Not many words were spoken amongst themselves in the limo. It was rather quiet….

And for Peyton that was all she wanted.

 

Rosedale Cemetery

Los Angeles, CA.

1:00 PM

 

After the large procession arrived, the pall bearers again took the coffin out from the back of the hurse and walked it over to the grave site where he will be buried next to his mother. All the wrestlers, models, family and friends gathered around the burial site as the ceremony was about to begin, everyone had taken their seats. Peyton was the last one to sit, holding a red rose, staring at the coffin after it was placed, ready to be lowered into the ground. The Priest comes out and greets everyone again….

 

Priest: “In the Name of God, the merciful Father, we commit the body of Ricky Octavius to the peace of the grave and entrust into your hands”

 

The priest lets three hand-full of earth fall onto the coffin…

 

Priest: “From dust you came, to dust you shall return. Jesus Christ, our Savior, shall raise you up on the last day. You gave him life. receive him in your peace and give him, through Jesus Christ, a joyful resurrection. Lord God, our Father in heaven, Lord God, the Son, and Savior of the world, Lord God, the Holy Spirit, have mercy on us. At the moment of death, and on the last day, save us, merciful and gracious Lord God. Our Father in heaven, we thank you that, through Jesus Christ, you have given us the gift of eternal life. Keep us firm in the faith, that nothing can separate us from your love. When we lose someone, who is dear to us, help us to receive your comfort and to share it with one another. We thank you for what you have given us through Ricky Octavius. We now entrust ourselves to you, just as we are, with our sense of loss and of guilt, When the time has come, let us depart in peace, and see you face to face, for you are the God of our salvation… Amen.”

 

Peyton had her head lowered, thinking of all the times she was with Ricky. She feels the hand of Robbie caress her shoulder, she reaches over and grabs his hand. Looking up, she could see Jennifer upset, Christian consoling her…..

 

Priest: “God, we thank you for the life that you give us. It is full of work and of responsibility, of sorrow and joy Today we thank you for Ricky Octavius, for what he has given and received. Help us in our mourning and teach us to live for the living in the time that is still left to us. Thank you for eternal life that can give light and joy to our days and years already here on earth. God, we thank you for your Son, Jesus Christ. Help us to see that it is he who opens the gate to the life that shall never die. O Lord God, who has created us and called us to come home to you Give us hearts of wisdom, that we may understand how short life is and thus receive every new day as a gift. Give us a living faith in your Son Jesus Christ, who suffered death for our sins, who rose from the grave to give us a hope and who lives forever. Teach us daily to die from sin and to live according to your holy will. At the moment of our death, make us ready to depart in peace. And when the eternal day of resurrection dawns upon the graves of the earth, grant us grace to rise to eternal life…. Amen.”

 

Everyone gathered around continues to mourn their fallen friend. Jennifer is consoled by her parents and Christian; Chris Cannon can be seen with his lips quivering. Shaun Cruze and Matty Stone both sobbing. Kennedy and Trinity along with their husbands hold their flowers and listen. The Priest looks over at Peyton who stands up, she composes herself long enough to say a few words…

 

PeytonCastPic-PeytonSHOOTPeyton: “I thought about all things I wanted to say to Ricky in person that I cannot now. I know that many of you may think I’m wrong in feeling this way, this is part my fault. Ricky never gave me an excuse NOT to trust him and believe in what he stood for. There is no doubt that he truly loved me, and I loved him in return. Sometimes that gets lost in translation. That old adage of allowing a bird to fly and be free hoping that it returns some day is definitely in play here, because as we flew apart, we started to find ourselves again. What hurt me more than anything is knowing that Ricky died not thinking that I wanted to be with him. What does make me smile though is that he brought all of us together in one day to celebrate his life. Friends, enemies, rivals, family, loved ones, we can all stand here and put our differences aside for such a wonderful soul that was taken long before he should have. I remember the first time I met Ricky, I was lost in his gaze, I thought he was so handsome but it wasn’t his looks that attracted me to him, it was his smile, his sense of humor, most importantly, his tendency to be so great at what he did due to his passion and drive. The world needs more Ricky Octavius, it was cheated and now I am having a really tough time trying to imagine life without him. I have been here before, to this cemetery, his mother is buried just a few feet from here. He told me, if I ever pass… that is where I tried to cut him off… and he wanted nothing to do with that. If he ever passed, to bury him next to his mother. Ricky, I kept my promise and I know that you two right now are reunited and one day, I hope to see you too. I don’t know how I am going to continue living my life the way I did without you in it. Just know that I love you and will treasure every moment we had together.”

 

She steps away, Trinity was dabbing at her eyes, Peyton looked at her father who was there to console her best he could. She sat down and took a few deep breaths before the Priest continues to speak….

 

Priest: “Thank you Peyton. Now, Ricky, receive the Lord’s blessing. The Lord bless you and watch over you. The Lord make his face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord look kindly on you and give you peace; In the Name of the Father, and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit…. Amen.”

 

As the coffin begins to lower, Peyton could hear various people crying, including David Helms who tries to stay strong. Regan and Jennifer share the same sentiment. Tommy’s tears slowly trickle down his cheek from under his sunglasses. Laura starts to dab her eyes, Sienna looks on with her eyes pink, trying to hold back the tears. So many loved ones, friends and family. The minute Peyton turned to her father and saw him crying that is when she had lost it and couldn’t hold it back anymore. Owen was there to comfort her; he too couldn’t hold it back. That is when Alan Jackson began to play Amazing Grace, asked and contacted by Sienna Swann to come and play as she knew that was one of Ricky’s favorite musical artists…

 

Peyton turns to Sienna who sees her glaring over, her lips move saying “Thank You” as the Iron Angel nods….

 

Alan: “Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me. I once was lost, but now am found. T’was blind but now I see. T’was Grace that taught my heart to fear and Grace, my fears relieved. How precious did that grace appear. The hour I first believed. Through many dangers, toils and snares
We have already come. T’was grace that brought us safe thus far and grace will lead us home, and grace will lead us home. Amazing grace, Howe Sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me. I once was lost but now am found. T’was blind but now I see….. Was blind, but now I see.”

 

The coffin is finally lowered all the way as the song ends. The crowd after mourning start to throw their flowers into the grave as they all begin to leave. Peyton is the last one there, Ray’s wheelchair is being pushed by Sienna, they start to make their way back to the car. Peyton holds the rose, not ready to throw it down yet, it is almost admitting this is the end. Robbie walks up next to her and places his arm over her shoulder….

 

Robbie: “I can’t believe he’s gone.”

Peyton: “Neither can I. I miss him so much.”

Robbie: “Peyton, there really is no right time to tell you this so I am just going to come out and say it. After you and Ricky broke up, he was pretty devastated, I think the Beauty Factory was his escape for him. He had a chance to do so much more and for him, it was always about you.”

Peyton: “I messed up Robbie, I know that now.”

Robbie: “He gave me something to hold on to until it was the right time for him to ask for it back. He gave it to me after you two split, said he didn’t need it but was convinced that maybe one day he would.”


Robbie reaches into his pocket and takes out a small box, handing it to Peyton. Whose eyes widen, she then turns to his older brother….

 

Peyton: “What is this?”

Robbie: “Yours, I think he would want you to have it…”


Robbie walked away leaving Peyton standing at the edge of the gravesite, still holding on to the rose. She opens up the box and sees an engagement ring. It takes her a minute before the tears start to drown her face, the rose slowly falls from her hand as Peyton covers her face, holding the engagement ring to her chest……

As the rose falls on the coffin.

 

 

SCENE FADES

 

 

 


 

 

 

HEROES FOR HIRE

 

 

The Scene Opens….

 

Mission Peak Regional Preserve is a public park east of Fremont, California, operated by the East Bay Regional Park District. It is the northern summit on a ridge that includes Mount Allison and Monument Peak. Mission Peak has symbolic importance and is depicted on the logo of the City of Fremont. This park borders and overlooks Silicon Valley and is popular with local hikers, bicyclists, sightseers from the Bay Area, and tourists from beyond for its vista and strenuous climb. The “Mission Peeker” marker pole at the summit is the most famous and geo-tagged landmark in the City of Fremont: a stream of sightseers takes photographs alongside the landmark. The Stanford Avenue entrance receives up to two thousand visitors per day on weekends. Visitor numbers surged after 2010, and it is the most popular attraction in Fremont. A full six-mile round-trip ascent on a popular trail takes two to five hours for walkers, one to one-and-a-half hours for bicyclists and runners. Difficulty with the midday sun, such as dehydration, is common. Guidelines recommend carrying two liters of water per person, extra water for dogs, and sun protection. Signs prohibit off-trail shortcuts which can cause erosion, and some shortcuts have barbed wire fencing to reduce trespassing. Mission Peak has a large 300 meters wide by 1200 meters long landslide that started in 1998 due to the El Nino rains. Landslides had recurred here in the geological past. The landslide threatened new housing, and local development regulations were changed to address the geotechnical hazards.

Some sources have incorrectly labeled Mission Peak as an extinct volcano, because of the sharp point of the peak. However, the mountain is a product of natural uplift and erosion, not of volcanic origin. This range is being compressed and uplifted due to the proximity of the Hayward Fault to the west and the Calavera Fault to the east. Here is where we find the current SCW Television Champion, the gorgeous Peyton Rice who has had one of the worst weeks when it comes to her personal life recently burying her friend, Ricky Octavius. After coming out victorious last week against Casterillo, she needs to put all the trauma she’s endured to the side and focus on the mysterious Zero who has been in EMERGE and now the SCW. She remembers the antics of Zero, really didn’t care for them at all especially against people like Jason Dillinger at the time. For the gorgeous Peyton rice though, this was another step in the TV Title run she was having, a chance to continue on her road to RTG XVI. Now the real test begins, her friend is buried, she must go on losing someone close to her and prove to the SCW that she indeed belongs here. Wearing Jeans and ankle boots, a black form fitting Under Armour shirt and black sunglasses, her long hair straightened and hanging down, nails a French style and the TV Title over her shoulder, she waits for the camera’s to begging recording…

 

REC:

 

Peyton takes a second to look around the beautiful scenery, a peaceful and serene set, exactly what she needed. Looking down at the ground she slowly starts to speak….

 

PeytonCastPic-PeytonShoot2“It’s beautiful out here and I think I needed to get away from everything after the last few days I’ve had. Honestly, I’m not asking for sympathy and nor do I ever want it. Knowing that Ricky Octavius is gone from my life and somehow, I could’ve prevented is a cell in itself, that I have locked myself in and thrown away the key. Every waking moment, I wish that I could see him again and tell him how sorry I was for being wrong ion not trusting him more. I am learning very quickly not everything is as it seems and yes, there are the proverbial wolves in sheep’s clothing that will bide their time and wait until you’re at the most vulnerable to strike…

Like now.

Looking over at this Television Championship has helped me cope, not because it is a title and I’m a Champion, it has nothing to do with that aspect, it’s a chance for me to focus on a division that I need to be ready for every single week to defend this belt and it keeps my mind off other things. This belt has seen World Champions hold I and I can only hope I bring it some prestige and honor moving into the next phase of my career. I must come to terms I buried the first love of my life and probably would have been my fiancé or husband had I not screwed things with him, a pain and regret I will burden the rest of my life and there is nothing anyone can say otherwise. Maybe I’m being too hard on myself, or I have come to the realization this is a dog eat dog world in the SCW and NOTHING is sacred anymore, not even the tragic death to one of our own. It doesn’t matter who you are, how you act or pretend there is always going to be one jerk that will use it to make himself sound edgy, cool or simply to try and get under the skin of someone like me. Before I continue as I breath this fresh air and the cool breeze that brings a small semblance of peace right now, I am insulted, and I’m humiliated that this idiot’s words were even aired. When I went into my match with Casterillo last week, I had one goal, to do my best and try to come out victorious. I have never in my career promised a win or said that I was going to defeat my opponent. There are absolutely NO guarantees and life and I’m not about to start making a habit of it….

Except now.

I want to wrestle, it’s my love of the sport that continues to inspire me to adjust, evolve and become the best I know I can. This TV Title is the start of something bigger and the Road toward Texas and Rise To Greatness XVI is here. What I have to do is move on, it’s exactly what Ricky would want from me, put my head down and go forward just like I did with Katie Steward, Jordan Majors and Casterillo, all three with different styles, all three a compliment to the game no matter their antics, on any given night Jordan and Casterillo can become a champion, as for Katie Steward she’s already shown just how great the woman can be. It’s the path chosen for me and If Sasha feels like I earned a shot at the TV Title then I need to show her that her decision to give me this chance to be a Champion is not a lost cause. So far, even though the issues with Kelcey Wallace and her coma, the death of Ricky so many other situations that I find myself tied in, I show up every week to wrestle. Katie Steward tried to use her games and experience; I came out on top. Jordan tried to buy her way to the title then gave me a heck of a match, I persevered. Casterillo was ready to break me apart and left me bruised, battered and sore to the point I went straight to the hotel room after the show and passed out, again, this time I survived. Now we have Zero….

And just like the aforementioned challengers, I have not used what happened to Kelcey or Ricky as a crutch, instead it’s become my motivation and you can call me whatever you want, Zero….

The minute you bring my deceased friend into it?

Now sir, you have made it personal.”

 

Peyton looks away in annoyance, she didn’t appreciate that Zero brought Ricky into this. She’s had her run-ins with Zero before, it was nothing new for the TV Champion back when she was in EMERGE and he attacked her then. Zero has always had some sort of obsession with Peyton and how popular she has become among the fans especially the young girls who look up to her. Peyton will never let her fans down and no matter how piercing the words of Zero are, she will not let that stop her from still being the woman she promised herself and father she would. Peyton turns to the camera and speaks…

 

“You’re a real funny guy Zero, I guess making all those jokes really make you feel like a superhero, right? A real man? A tough guy? Or maybe it makes you look like a complete fool and a mockery of what the wrestling business is. Honestly, I am not surprised by your words except going low to the point you want to make jest about a man I loved dearly who I just buried two days ago. TWO DAYS AGO! I try so hard to keep myself calm, nothing good comes out of losing your cool, I learned that early in my career. Regan Street would tell me so many times on how detrimental it was to allow your emotions take your better judgment, she’s the expert. Right now, I find myself in the fringe, I want to scream out and even cry but I know that if I allow for myself to get lost in everything that’s happened, the guilt I feel, the pain and hurt? It will open the door for some clown like you to take this belt. Zero, aside from the crap, you are a talented wrestler, I remember that from EMERGE even if your win/loss record left a lot to be desired, I still thought you were unique and extremely dangerous. I will never take a record at face value, that’s when you set yourself up to fail. The caveat ion all this?

You are still the same pot stirrer then that you are now, Dexter Schmidt lite maybe, at least you cover your face with a mask. If you want to pepper the airwaves with vulgarity and make light of the situations which are affecting a lot of people including many SCW Superstars, that’s on you. Just because I’m not on Twitter or on the Social Media or TV running to Owen Cruze to see if he is okay, I guess the telephone, text service or emails are non-existence in your universe, right? While I don’t EVER have to defend myself to you, I personally do not care if you judge me, Zero. Tell the world whatever you want about Peyton Rice, make up some stories, question my integrity and will, insult my intelligence and sincerity, I don’t care. I know who I am, the fans and my peers know who I am, the legends who trained me know who I am….

And Ricky, Kelcey, Owen and anyone else you want to degrade, KNOW who I am. The only person who doesn’t is you. In EMERGE you tried to start trouble with me and Jason Dillinger, you played the same card mentioned earlier. I think there is this misconception here, you sir is the one calling yourself a hero….

Not me.

I have never considered myself a “Hero” or a “Savior” or anything in that vein. I am a woman that loves her dad, trying to get by in a world that can be downright deceiving and painful. I could have taken that road, there were many times I could be making three or six times what I am making working for the Beauty Factory as a model. Everyone has their reasons, mine are simple, I want to live my life and when remembered? They will say I was honest and true to my word. Zero, this angle you have, this path you take, if it brings a smile to your face, so be it. This is the freedom of speech, the one thing we all have. I could make it about ME, I could easily take every offer given from Jordan Majors, hand her the belt and walk away, why didn’t I? My commitment to the SCW, that’s why. Do you even know about commitment? Are you the one that has lost the true meaning of the word honor? You make a joke out of this, the title, this company? This belt is not about ME, it’s about US, the promotion as a whole, the tradition, the wrestling, what Mr. D and his family has created and the platform they have given us to show off our talent. What you did in EMERGE and now here? Why don’t you peddle your butt back there then if this is how you are going to treat it here? This isn’t the improv, we don’t need any out of work comic book acts turning this into a punchline…..

Come tomorrow night, I’m going to introduce you to the REAL me and you will not like it.”

 

A very frustrated and hurt Peyton is trying to mask her emotions the best she can. It has been such a rollercoaster ride, she has seen many people go low, but this takes the cake. Peyton loves the position she is in right now but hates how some people continue to treat her kindness as weakness. She can take the criticism, that has never really bothered her but to use Ricky’s death hit her in the nerves and for the first time since Scarlet Grey, Peyton finds herself struggling to stay calm. She walks a little, by the side of the roadway looking down the side of the mountain, lowering her head, before turning back to the camera…

 

“Zero…. You had absolutely no right to bring Ricky into this. You have no idea what happens in my personal life so please do not even try to pretend you do and it’s absolutely none of your business. I get it, most of this is to get a rise from me, throw my focus off our match so I am easy pickings yet there are some lines that are not crossed, now they were. You have no right even mentioning his name in this you son of a ……. You don’t. Tear me apart with a fine tooth comb, call my time in EMERGE a joke, I AM HAPPY that company is thriving without me and I knew it would because of the talent which was there and are coming in, speaks a lot about what I did in my time and what you did….. which I can’t remember… sorry. That was my attempt at a slapstick and immature insult, for a second there I was trying to channel you Zero.

See, I won’t. Instead I want for you to test ME. I want for you to back up what you are claiming and if that means you must destroy me, so be it, try your best. I want to see what the real Zero can do and not this caricature of a really bad FOX movie. I want for you Zero to back up the talk and the walk. That is why I love this sport, the challenges, the opponents who either love or hate me. You’re not telling me anything I haven’t heard already Zero. Casterillo said it, Katie said it, Jordan said it. Dylan Cent, Kandis and Mika Kozlov back in EMERGE said it and all of them were WRONG.

Kick me when I am down, take advantage of a situation, be the fake hero you are….

Matter of fact just be you… A ZERO!

I am going to keep defending the TV Title, I WILL go out there tomorrow night and beat you, I have never wanted to win a match so much as I do now. The Road to Greatness is here Zero, if that’s the path you want to take so be it. I judge people on their merits, I will be the one who decides if they are right for my life or not. Those who have been so influential like Mr. Goddard, Kelcey, Chris Cannon, yes people who at times were not always the good guys. From Trinity and Kennedy Street to Selena Frost and Regan Helms, the list goes on and on, they are the reason I am here today and why I proudly hold this TV Championship. Go ahead Zero, bring it all to the table, show me what you have, take the belt if you can, we will bring the house down and when I rise back up to my feet, you better bet that I will be holding the TV Belt.”

Peyton pauses for a second, she turns to the title, staring at it for a moment. Her head slightly looks back at the camera, she takes a deep breath and even closes her eyes for a second before opening them back up and speaking softly, calming herself down some….

“I’m 23 years old and sometimes I feel like I’m a lot older. I had to grow up fast and I missed a lot of my youth already. When I look back at the last couple of days, I am reminded of how much I lost because I was too stupid and let go. This has changed me in that I will never take anything for granted again including my career and those in it. Zero, on any given day, someone can walk out as a Champion. It doesn’t matter how many matches you win or lose, who you’ve beaten or fought, all that matters is getting a three count…..

And in San Jose…

God as my witness, you picked the wrong night to wrestle me.

For just like the rest, “Hero” you’re going to find out, that I’m not just another “Pretty” Face!

#ForRicky.”

 

Peyton stands there for a second before holding up the Television Championship. She takes a second to look up at it, turning back to the camera, lowering her sunglasses showing off those pretty narrowed green eyes ready show the Hero…
 
He is a Zero.

 

FADE TO BLACK

 
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