The Epic Life of Sidney Grey!

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CTN INSIDER MAGAZINE

July 2014 Issue

Features

Page 33
Reality star and pop culture icon, Sidney Grey entered Ladies All-Star Wrestling looking to make a huge splash, but “The World According to Sid” actress ran afoul of former CTN alumni Crystal Hilton. When those two massive egos clashed, the war of words escalated into all out warfare. Now, with both women vying for a chance to win the vacant LAW Marquee Title, they will finally meet in the ring. Which star will shine brighter?

Page 2
The Doc has been on a magical run through the competition in LAW, picking up win after win in dramatic fashion. Now that she has been officially named the number one contender to LAW’s top title, can this rookie do the improbable and defeat Kate Steele? Weeks before she gets her chance, she finds herself pitted against a dangerous unknown in the form of “The Korean Natural Disaster” Nyako!

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The Marquee Championship was vacated when Violet suffered a devastating injury during her match against The LAW Champion, Kate Steele. Violet was one of the company’s top attractions and seemed destined to make her mark as one of the best of all time. With her reign cut short and an uncertain future will “The Pretty Little Psycho” ever be able to return and realize her destiny?

Plus Much More!!

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The Queen of Delusion

HOPKINS INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT

Cleveland, Ohio

Saturday, 21 Jun 2014

Sidney Grey was over the moon following her lopsided victory over Angel Kash. She knew that she would best the rich, spoiled socialite, but even she had to admit that it was far easier than she ever imagined. It just went to show that while youth and strength were prized assets, there was no substitute for experience and will. Her victory would make her the toast of the entertainment world and her detractors would have to eat their words. Not only did they doubt she could win, they also doubted she’d leave the ring in one piece. They had been wrong on both counts. She left the ring smelling like a rose, and she still had time to take a stroll down to ringside to get a good look at Crystal Hilton, a woman who gone out of her way to run her and the company she had once worked for down in her shoot interview. Despite her boasting, she ended up taking a loss against a relative rookie in The Doc. Though Sidney denied it, seeing Crystal leaving the ring a loser gave her just as much pleasure as beating Angel. Wel…almost…

Sidney sighed as she looked out the port window of the CTN private jet as it roared down the runway and crept into the sky. She watched as the Cleveland landscape seemed to fall away while they climbed into the sky. She leaned back in the plush leather seat and wiggled her bottom to settle further into the comfortable chair. A broad grin spread across her lips as she touched SoLo on her hand, “Did I tell you? I could have swore that Angel peed a little when I hit her with that piledriver!”

SoLo smiled politely and shook her head, even though this was the forth time that she had been told the story. It was painfully obvious that the victory was a source of great pride for her. It was all that she could think about and all that she could talk about…and that was a problem…a very dangerous problem the way that SoLo saw it. She put her hand over Sidney’s as she looked at her employer in earnest, “It was a good victory Ms. Grey, but maybe it wasn’t the…the…” she struggled to find the words, “…the challenge that you thought it was.” She watched as her words sunk in, hoping that her employer would get her meaning and take them to heart.

Sidney cocked her head to the side, giving SoLo a long sideways glance. She suddenly laughed out loud. “YOU GOT THAT RIGHT!! She was so BAD in the ring!! Mean, I never expected her to be a challenge for me…but I never even broke a sweat!!” Sidney snorted as she stretched, “Cynthia Warren must be shitting her pants right now!”

SoLo wrung her hands as she listened to Sidney gloat over her victory…a victory that might have been a complete sham. SoLo felt that she had to say something before Sidney said or did something that she would regret. “Ms. Grey, I have to tell you something…after the show, I saw…” SoLo paused as she felt her phone buzz. She glanced at it for a moment, intending to just read it later, but something caught her eye that distracted her from her train of thought. “I…” she tried to continue, but the words wouldn’t come out.

Sidney looked at her, raising an eyebrow, “What is it?”

“It’s…it’s a photo shoot offer.” Her eyes grow large as she looks at who the offer is from. “It’s from…S.I.!”

“S.I.? SPORTS ILLUSTRATED!!” she screamed as she snatched the phone out of SoLo’s hand. “OH MY GOD!! OH MY GOD!!” Sidney beamed as she stared at the screen, then looked back over at SoLo. “Do you know what this means?! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?!!”

SoLo shook her head, still stunned. “I…I…”

Sidney didn’t bother waiting for SoLo to get her bearings. “I’m going to be BIG! I’m going to be HUGE!! I’M GOING TO BE FUCKING MASSIVE!!!” She threw back her head and laughed. LAW is going to forget all about losing Violet when they realize what a big fucking deal I am!!”

SoLo ran her hands through her hair as she tried to process everything. Certainly this was big news…huge news to be sure, but it couldn’t have come at a worse time. If Sidney’s confidence was off the charts already, she would be past the point of no return now. She had to step in and say something before this went any further. “Ms. Grey! I have to tell you someth…”

“NO TIME SOLO!! NO TIME!!” She jumped up from her seat and stumbled into the aisle, still fumbling with the phone as she quickly answered the text.

SoLo stood up and touched Sidney’s arm, “PLEASE MS. GREY, I…”

Sidney jerked away from SoLo. “JESUS!! YOU HAVE TO STOP!!” she yelled, as she pointed at the phone, “I NEED TO ANSWER THIS BEFORE THEY PICK SOMEONE ELSE!!” She rolled her eyes and pushed her way past SoLo and made her way towards the bathroom, seeking the solitude that her Assistant wouldn’t give her.

All SoLo could do was watch Sidney leave, oblivious to anything that SoLo had to say…

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Candid Moment: SoLo

How do I tell Ms. Grey that her win this past weekend might not have been what she thought it was? I mean…victory achieves our ends and she is as hot a commodity as she has ever been, but what does that mean for her next match? Confidence is never a bad thing…but overconfidence can get you hurt inside the ring. I desperately want to tell her what I saw after the show was over…Mr. Raheem speaking in a VERY friendly and familiar manner to who I am positive was Ms. Kash…the woman she had just soundly beaten inside the ring.

I know that Ms. Grey will never listen to what I have to say…not without evidence…not without something to show her that will make her believe what I already know. Her match was a complete set-up and now she is going into the next LAW event thinking that she is a much better wrestler than she really is against an opponent that will certainly be more dangerous than someone willing to lie down in a match against her.

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SoLo made her way to the front of the plane, if Sidney wouldn’t listen to her, there was only one other person Sidney would consider listening to. SoLo folded her arms over her small breasts as she glared angrily down at Raheem. “Mr. Raheem, we need to talk, right now!”

He glanced up at her, taking out his ear buds and giving an exasperated sigh, “I swear, if what you have to say don’t involve you wantin’ to join th’ Mile High Club, there is gonna be a damn problem!”

She ignored his crass statement as she plopped down across from him. “You need to tell Ms. Sidney what you did with Ms. Kash!”

He chuckled, “Really?” he leaned in close to her, “And what th’ fuck is it that I need to tell Th’ Crypt Keeper about?!”

She pointed an angry finger at him, “You know what you did! Don’t make me say it!! You need to fix this before it gets worse!”

This time it was Raheem who rolled his eyes at her, sitting back in his seat as he put his ear buds back in, “Drop that shit Jackie Chan, she won th’ damn match and everything is lovely…PERIOD!”

SoLo snatched the ear buds out of his ear, causing him to jump up and get in her face, ‘BITCH!! IS YOU FUCKIN’ OUT YO’ GODDAMN MIND?!!”

SoLo got to her feet, and though he towered over her, she didn’t back down. She poked him hard in the chest. “You need to tell her that you had Ms. Kash take a dive for her!! You can’t let her walk around thinking that she is something that she isn’t!” As Raheem backed up, she continued to walk towards him, poking him in the chest, “If she gets into the ring with Ms. Warren next week thinking that she is invincible, she’s going to get killed!!”

Raheem fell back into his seat as SoLo stood over him, her hands on her hips as she stared down at him. He narrowed his eyes, “You lucky I’m a motherfuckin’ gentleman! Next time I might bust yo’ ass for that shit!”

“YOU TELL HER!!” SoLo yelled.

“Tell who, what?” They both looked over as Sidney stood there staring at both of them. When the two of them didn’t immediately answer, she narrowed her eyes. “Are the two of you screwing?!”

Raheem burst out laughing, “Hey! I love Chinese…but there aint enough of your girl to satisfy me! After I banged her out, I’d just be ready to go again a few minutes later.”

SoLo’s face twisted into a mask of anger as she flushed red. “You tell her about Ms. Kash!”

Sidney seemed truly confused as she looked back and forth between the two of them. “Kash? What about Kash?”

Raheem glared at SoLo for a moment, then sighed as he turned and looked at Sidney. “I’m pretty sure th’ bitch pissed herself at th’ end of the match.”

“OH MY GOD!! YOU SAW THAT TOO, RIGHT?!!” Sidney crowed.

Raheem gave SoLo a smug glance as he pounded fists with Sidney and put his ear buds back in…

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Raheem Candid Moment:

Look, I understand that SoLo is straight trippin’ cuz she think she saw some shit after th’ show between me and Angel, but how th’ fuck she gonna believe any damn thing she see since her damn eyes are three quarters closed all th’ damn time! That shit aint my damn fault and it aint racist…THAT’S GENETICS BITCH!

Hey, all jokes aside. Whether I hollered at Kash or not, th’ bottom line is that Christy Wrinkly just got another damn two weeks of being relevant! SoLo needs to stop tripin’ and start appreciatin’ th’ fact that I’m here to make shit run smooth! If I left Sid to her own devices, she’d be drunk off her ass in th’ damn gutter and SoLo would be starrin’ in Asian porn movies wit’ her beaver all blurred out!

Man, I hate that fuckin’ blurry shit!

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SoLo stared down at Raheem for a moment more, then stifled a scream as she made her way back towards her seat, angrily punching at the seats as she went. Sidney followed her back, a look of confusion plastered over her face. As SoLo threw herself into her seat, Sid leaned against the seat in front of her and folded her arms.

“What is your major malfunction? Everything is going perfectly, but you are acting like it’s not!” Sidney asked, “What am I missing here?”

SoLo couldn’t meet her eyes, “You won’t believe me…”

“Believe what?” she asked.

SoLo swallowed, staring at the carpet and wondering to herself if she was just going to come out and say what was on her mind or not.

“Well?!” Sidney asked.

SoLo looked up at her, “I think Mr. Raheem told Ms. Kash to lose to you.”

Sidney stared at her for what seemed like an eternity. Finally a long, slow smile touched the corners of her mouth and she suddenly erupted into laughter. She laughed so long and so hard that SoLo wondered if she’d ever stop. Finally she patted SoLo on her shoulder, wiping her eyes with her free hand. “And they say that your people don’t have a sense of humor!”

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Candid Moment: Sidney

Last week I made my debut in LAW, and dare I say it…but my match was WORST of the entire night! No…it wasn’t poorly wrestled or filled with botched spots, it was a squash match of epic proportions! I beat Angel Kash so badly that I doubt she ever shows her face around LAW again…and I’ll say this, it’s no great loss! I did her and the LAW fans a favor by beating her like the curtain jerking no-body that she is! It wasn’t an exhibition match, it was an on-notice match!

Everyone in the arena who watched that match…they are on-notice! Everyone who saw it at home or in a bar…they are on-notice! Lastly, all the bitches in the back, pretending to be stars…they are on-notice too! They are running, each and every one of them, like rats off a sinking ship! Angel’s career is OVER! She can’t even job for LAW anymore, not after the way I humiliated her! She’s never coming back!

Not only that, but bitches who THINK that I might be gunning for them are leaving! Yeah, Violet might be telling everyone that she needs time to do this, that or the other thing…but you can’t argue with the truth! Violet is leaving LAW because the competition is too tough! She saw me dominate Kash and she knows I would dominate her the same way!

If that wasn’t evidence enough for you, look at Crystal Hilton! She tried to build herself up and pretend that she wasn’t scared to see me here. She talked a boatload of shit in her press conference that was attended by all of three nerds sharing a Mr. Microphone! I don’t know why CTN ever gave two and a half shits about her, but it obviously wasn’t for her wrestling! I have boots that have been in the business longer than The Doc, and she was smart enough to take advantage as soon as she saw how Crystal’s game fell apart when she saw me come out to get a closer look at her. Point blank…NOT impressive! She’d be wise to follow Kash and Violet out the damn door! Maybe the three of them can get together and help Carmen Diaz pack her shit and hit the damn road as well!

But enough about them! They don’t matter…and neither does Cynthia Warren! I don’t know if the Dupree’s hate that bitch’s guts and they want me to run her out of town too or if she’s stupid enough to want to get in the ring with me, knowing that I’ll embarrass her just like I did Angel Kash?! Either way, at the end of the day, it doesn’t matter. Warren is a stepping-stone for me to became the Queen of the Ring…SCRATCH THAT!! I am ALREADY the Queen of the Ring! Now it’s time for me to make sure that the rest of the skanks around here realize the fact that I am going to be their next QUEEN!

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RUMOR HAS IT...

22 June 2014

Hello valued viewers and welcome to our first LAW edition of ‘Rumor Has It…’ I am Fatima Alexander Quincy and I’m the woman who is paid to know a whole hell of a lot more than you! Now…lets get to the dirt!

Sidney Grey’s NOT So Big Win?
Reality TV star Sidney Grey made a spectacular debut for LAW when she destroyed Angel Kash in what could only be described as a complete squash match! The returning Grey made short work of Kash and many feel that the fix might have been in on this match up. Despite the fact that Grey is a cagey veteran inside the ring, her victory seemed far more lop-sided than anyone foresaw. Insiders point to the CLOSE personal relationship between Kash and Grey’s manager Maleek Raheem as the smoking gun behind the match outcome. Is this really the case…or is it just sour grapes?

Rumor has it that this is absolutely TRUE and what’s more Cynthia Warren will be the next one to take a dive for Grey…the question is, how much will Sid’s manager offer her to agree to polish the mat with her back this weekend?

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More Reality For LAW?!
Sidney Grey made a splash in the world of reality television when she returned to the world of professional wrestling after an extended absence. She has used the popularity of her show to boost her in-ring career…but rumor has it that another LAW star with a reality show of her own may be set to eclipse Grey’s fame. Summer St. Clair’s show embraces a more family friendly feel than Sidney’s and its popularity has been increasing each and every season…unlike Sidney’s, which seems to be on a steady decline.

Rumor has it that CTN is in talks with Summer to have her show replace “The World According to Sid” in its timeslot…which will leave the potty mouthed Sidney without the reality show that made her infamous for the first time in nearly 8 years!

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The Green-Eyed Monster in LAW?
Crystal Hilton made waves when she came out and publicly blasted CTN and reality star Sidney Grey in a press conference. CTN and Hilton had enjoyed a close working relationship in the past, but those days appear to be over. One possible catalyst for the rift may be because of the current status of Hilton’s former flame Maleek Raheem as Sidney’s current manger. Regardless of the reason, the fires were stoked when Sidney came down to ringside during Hilton’s match, apparently distracting her and causing her loss to The Doc. Many fans are wondering if this is the start of a new rivalry and what part will Raheem have to play in it?

Rumor has it that Hilton is insanely jealous and sees the business relationship between Grey and Raheem as something more personal. Further adding to the former CTN star’s frustration is seeing that Grey will soon be featured in an upcoming issue S.I. magazine and the cover unveiling will take place on LAW’s bi-weekly event this weekend! Will there be more fireworks between the two? Stay tuned!

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Ultra Violence...Indeed!
The wrestling world was shaken up when LAW mainstay and Marquee Champion Violet suddenly left the company with what was reported as a serious concussion…possibly career ending. Violet’s final match with LAW Champion Kate Steele was a classic battle in which both champions showcased their talents. In the end, Steele was able to put Violet away…and quite possibly out of LAW forever. Sources inside the company say that Kate intentionally injured Violet, seeing the Marquee Champion as a serious threat to current reign…a threat that needed to be neutralized at all costs. If this is true, what does that mean for whomever is “unlucky” enough to become the next Marquee Champion…or the Queen of the Ring?

Rumor has it that Kate Steele suffers from uncontrollable bouts of paranoia and violent outbursts because of undocumented steroid, testosterone, and human growth hormone abuse. That may explain why Steele intentionally injured Violet…and why none of the other ladies of LAW may be safe from her drug addled rage fits!

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That will do it for this edition of “Rumor Has it…” Please be sure to look for our next edition when I bring you the latest and most juicy gossip from the world of LAW! Also, if you have a rumor that you want to tell, please message me, titling your anonymous post as New Rumor and you may see your dirt on my very next show!

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Getting What You Deserve

CTN TOWERS

New York City, New York

Domino walked onto the television set as Maleek Raheem stood on the stage and directed the last bit of fine-tuning of lights and sound equipment. She sauntered up and stood beside him, silently folding her arms as she cocked her head to the side. “Well now, aren’t you just a take charge sort of man. Never would have thought that you were such an attention to detail whore.” She looked over at him, raising and eyebrow. “You know that we actually pay people to do this stuff for us, right?”

Raheem didn’t bother to glance down at her as he continued to make his final checks. “You guys pay people to do a lot of things around here, but that don’t mean that they do th’ shit right!”

Domino nodded in agreement, “No argument from me on that…” she paused “…of course, that begs the question of how much you paid Angel Kash to take the L against Sid?”

Raheem chuckled, “SoLo been in yo’ ear, talkin’ shit, huh?”

She shook her head, “Nope, no one told me anything, but I think that even Stevie Wonder could have seen that it was no way in hell that Sid was going to look that good against Angel.”

Finally he stopped what he was doing and turned to her. “You told me you wanted it taken care of…it’s taken care of. Do I need to draw you a damn map every time I take a shit around here?!”

Domino sighed, “Look! I asked you to take care of it, and you did…I guess, but my question is how you did it and what is it going to cost?”

He rolled his eyes, “Let me deal wit’ that, since that is what I do. I take care of th’ shit that no one else around here wants to get dirty doin’!”

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Domino: Candid Moment

I know that I should be happy that Sid made a huge splash against Angel in LAW, but I can’t shake the feeling that somehow whatever Raheem did to make it happen, is going to come back to bite us all in our collective asses. Yes, a win is a win, but there are some prices that are too damn high to pay. While CTN has had its dealings with Angel in the past and profited upon occasion, more often than not, the price of doing business has exceeded the reward. I guess I just have to wait and see how it shakes out.

Moving on to this weekend, I know that Raheem has his ways of getting things done. He and Kash had whatever past they had and he used that to get Sid over in her first match, but Cynthia Warren isn’t one of his bed-bunnies…at least as far as I know. I doubt that he’s going to be able to charm her into going easy on Sid and letting this last ride play out the way we all hope that it will. Maybe Raheem is right…maybe we need to start looking to hitch ourselves to another star…someone with a brighter future…

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Domino walked over to the couches that had been strategically positioned in front of the would-be audience. She sat down, crossing her legs seductively as she stretched and leaned back. “Fine…you dealt with Kash, I’ll leave you to it, but what about this Cynthia Warren match? I was seriously under the impression that this comeback would be a one-and-done type deal just to get some crossover fans. Now it looks like Sid is planning on making this into a serious career…a career that can’t possibly last…not at her age.” She paused for a moment, not believing the words that were about to come out of her mouth. “Maybe you were right about us looking into getting someone younger…more relevant.”

This finally caught his full attention and he stopped what he was doing and smiled broadly. “Now you talkin’ Boss Lady!” He walked over and sat in the chair across from her. “Yo! Sid’s deal was sweet…not gonna lie, but th’ shit is old and tired now…just like she is! Th’ ship has sailed and aint nobody watching this but a bunch of other has-beens! If we stay backin’ that three-legged horse, we are all goin’ end up at th’ damn glue factory together!”

Domino sighed, she saw the writing on the wall to. She had hoped to pacify Sid and indulge her little wrestling return for a single match and then maybe some appearances and something behind the scenes…but a full blown return was not in their best interests…not long term. “So…who’s the new Triple Crown hopeful? I don’t imagine that it’s Crystal Hilton anymore…she doesn’t seem overly eager to come back into the fold.” She paused as she looked up, searching for the words, “What was that she called us…?” she nodded as she remember, “…OH! Yes, Crappy Television Network.” Her dark eyes fell on Raheem, “You must have really pissed her off when you two broke up…was it a size issue between you two?” She grinned as she gave a coy wink at him.

Raheem rolled his eyes. “Ain’t no problems here sistah, you welcome to come and see about your boy on that count!” He sighed, then gave a shrug, “After The A-Listers stable split…thanks to her I might add, she and I started movin’ in different directions. Don’t get me wrong…she and I are still cool, but you know, shit happens.”

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Raheem: Candid Moment

Okay! I don’t know if Crystal and I are cool or not…specially after th’ stunt that Sid pulled on th’ last show that got her beat by The Doc. I suspect that Crystal is mo’ madder than a mutha, but I aint got shit to do wit’ that! She’s th’ one that took shit to th’ damn gutter when she smashed Sid in her interview. Hey, real talk here…Sid might got one foot in th’ grave and th’ other on a banana peel, but th’ bitch is still mad old-school devious…alls I’m sayin’!

As for what happens next wit’ Crystal, I can’t really say. I’d love to leave Sid on th’ doorstep of th’ nearest old folks home and swoop up Crystal 3 seconds later…but I guess she’s content wit’ what she’s doin’. That means that a brotha gotta go lookin’ for th’ next big thing…what or whoever that is.

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Domino assessed Raheem with a critical eye. “So…if you don’t think we can get Crystal…who are you thinking of going after? Someone in LAW…or maybe someone we’ve worked with in the past?”

Raheem shrugged, “I don’t know…there are some fine honeys here in LAW who might be down to fill th’ bill.”

“Fine honeys?” Domino asked, arching her eyebrow pointedly, “I wasn’t aware that was a prerequisite for applying for a job with our organization.”

“It’s not…but it damn sure should be!” Raheem chuckled. “Serious tho! The Doc is kinda hot in th’ street right now. We could certainly do worse than a raw talent like her.”

“Is SHE a fine honey?” Domino asked.

He smiled, “OH YEAH!!”

“Yeah…” Domino replied with a bit less zeal.

Raheem sighed, “Hey! There is a whole new crop of chicks who might have what it takes. They just need th’ right push…in th’ right direction.” A small smile touched his lips, “Priscilla Price has got it goin’ on…she might have a bad rep outside th’ ring, but I heard Mammy can get it don’t inside th’ square. Summer St. Clair already knows what its like to have a show…maybe we try to bring her over to our network. It might cost a few bucks, but you got an instant following.” He paused, “Maybe we try to go a whole different direction…what about Ash Scion? She’s a wreckin’ machine…don’t gives a fuck bout nothin’ but getting’ her fight on?”

Domino folded her arms and shook her head. “Look! Sidney Grey had value…she still has value, and despite what you say, I am not going to sever our business relationship on the off chance that you MIGHT find someone else who can earn us a real return! Regardless of what Crystal Hilton had to say two weeks ago, CTN has a sterling reputation…a reputation that she didn’t mind taking advantage of to launch her little side ventures in film and music. If she’s not coming back into the fold, that’s fine…but let’s not just go off half cocked and chasing a crop of women than may not be the right fit for us!”

He smiled, “I never do anything with my cock half way!”

She rolled her eyes, but didn’t respond.

“Okay! I feel you!” he relented. “I’ll figure this thing out…I promise!”

She laced her fingers, “Fine…but in the meantime, we still have Sidney…and she has another match this weekend.” She batted her eyelashes at him, “Is Cynthia Warren going to do us the favor of not killing our gently aged golden goose in the ring?”

“There aint no guarantees…” he paused, “…but, there is always the chance that Sid is just good enough to win on her own…” he suddenly burst out laughing, “NAH! THAT BITCH GONNA GET KILLED THIS WEEKEND!”

Domino stood up as she swore under her breath. “Figure this shit out Raheem! I don’t want Sidney fucking this thing up before we have a chance to replace her and cut our losses! Make it happen, please!”

Raheem sat in the chair watching Domino walk away in a huff. He cocked his head sideways, his eyes never leaving her backside. After she rounded the bend he leaned back and clapped his hands together, rubbing them as he thought on his next move. Domino had green lit the plan to replace Sid…but it was up to him to find that person.

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S.I. PHOTO SHOOT

28 July 2014

Candid Moment: Sidney

Without question…I am the greatest thing that LAW has ever seen! The fans know it and all of the women in the back know it…but that doesn’t sit well with a lot of them…more than a few in particular! That’s too damn bad! My star power is the only thing fueling LAW at the moment! Sure…it had been my plan to show up and wrestle one match and then do a few appearances and get back to doing my show, but after my performance in that first match against Angel Kash, it is CLEAR that I can still get it done inside the ring at a very high level…maybe even a championship level. I’d be a fool not to strike while the iron is hot! I know that CTN isn’t happy with my choice, but it’s my choice…period, point blank!

Jealousy just happens…I get that. Crystal Hilton is a stupid jealous bitch! She is jealous that I am more famous than her! She is jealous that I am more beautiful than her! She is jealous that Raheem doesn’t want her crusty ass anymore and has moved on to greener pastures! Crystal Hilton needs to mind her business and focus on what she seems to be best at…polishing the mats with her back.

That brings us to Cynthia Warren…the next sacrificial lamb to be offered up to the next LAW Queen of the Ring! To be honest, I don’t know anything about this woman. For all I know, she is the greatest person in the world…or she’s the biggest piece of shit walking. I can’t say and at the end of the day it doesn’t matter. Whether she put herself in my way or she just ended up there by the luck of the draw, the fact remains that she IS there and I intend to physically remove her from my path to doing the one thing that I never got to do…wear championship gold!

Now…before that happens…I get to rub my greatness in the face of everyone who has doubted me since day one of my return! Despite the supposed greatness of everyone in LAW…the lovely, yet untalented Crystal Hilton wasn’t chosen to grace the cover of Sports Illustrated! The so-called reality-tv star Summer St. Clair wasn’t chosen for the cover…I WAS! The poison disguised as candy who destroys reality stars, Ash Scion wasn’t chosen…IT WAS ME!! That goes for each and every woman in LAW…I am getting the recognition that I and I alone deserve!

None of you can be me…so settle for the next best thing…being jealous!

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SoLo sat quietly in her seat checking Sidney’s calendar of appearances on her organizer, planning out every minute of the day, ensuring to account for the numerous detours that her employer was sure to insist on. Keeping Sidney on schedule was one thing, but keeping her out of trouble was a fulltime job, all unto itself. Sometimes the stress seemed overwhelming, but SoLo relished in the challenge and she thrived under pressure. She wasn’t infallible, but she was very rarely taken by surprise and…

“OH MY GOD!!! OH MY GOD!!!”

SoLo jumped to her feet as Sidney burst into the Green Room with a look of absolute horror and bewilderment on her face. SoLo rushed to her side, unsure of what was going on. Sidney had been on Cloud 9 since landing the S.I. photo shoot. It was all she could talk about all week to anyone who would listen. When they had come to the shoot location, SoLo had been relieved that it was nearly over. They would do the shoot and finally things would die down with Sidney, but apparently that was not going to be the case after all.

“Ms. Grey? What ‘s wrong?” she patted her employer on the back, “Did something happen with the shoot?”

Sidney didn’t even seem to hear SoLo at first as her eyes darted around the room rapidly, apparently searching everything, but finding nothing. Finally she focused on SoLo. “The shoot…who arranged the shoot?!! WHO DID THIS?!!”

SoLo flinched back as she stared at Sidney, “Y-You were there when I-I got the text. You took the phone from me…you responded to them and got everything set up.”

Sidney grabbed SoLo by her shoulders, glaring at her. “I…I…” The words would not come out and Sidney pushed SoLo aside as she paced across the room, wringing her hands and talking to herself. “This isn’t right…it isn’t right!!”

SoLo walked over, fearful of incurring Sidney’s wrath, but desperately needing to know what was going on. “Ms. Grey…what is it…what is going on?”

Sidney abruptly stopped. “The shoot…it’s not what we thought it was…”

“You’re not making any sense here.” SoLo said, “What as this shoot really for?”

Sidney stared at SoLo, “The unveiling of the cover…it happens on the show tomorrow night…” The color suddenly drained from her face. “WE HAVE TO STOP IT!! WE HAVE TO GET TO THE ARENA AND STOP IT!!”

Sidney didn’t explain any further, she just grabbed SoLo and bolted for the door, dragging the girl behind her.

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Damage Control | Where In The World is Sidney Grey?

Candid Moment: SoLo

Last weekend was not a good one for my employer. For starters, the S.I. photo shoot she had bragged to the world about, thinking that it was for Sports Illustrated, turned out to be a hoax perpetrated by Ms. Crystal Hilton. Ms. Hilton posted a very unflattering picture of Ms. Grey, causing her to completely lose her focus in her match with Ms. Cynthia Warren. In a complete rage, Ms. Grey attempted to injure her opponent, only to have Ms. Hilton come out again to stop her. It took every member of LAW Security to separate the two of them.

Following that humiliating experience, Ms. Grey suffered a second meltdown outside the arena and disappeared. No one has seen or heard from her since that night. No one knows what she’s doing or if she is even okay. Following LAW, it was announced that Ms. Grey would be part of a huge tournament to crown a new Marquee Champion and she would be facing Ms. Ash Scion, a woman with a chip on her shoulder for those she considers non-athletes…especially the models, actresses, reality-TV stars, and fame-seeking glory hounds…all of which my employer seems to embody. If I didn’t know better, I would think that Mr. Lucus Dupree has recognized what a problem a woman like Ms. Grey can be…and he is pitting her against the woman who can alleviate him of that headache.

I won’t pretend to know how dangerous Ms. Scion is, I honestly do not know…but her reputation certainly precedes her…and she is a woman to be taken very seriously. She made her debut against Ms. Summer St. Claire last week, and despite a game performance, Ms. Scion prevailed, claiming her first victim. Ms. Grey is next on her list and after her performance last week…I would say that it is safe to say that she stands little chance against a woman of the caliber and single-minded focus of Ms. Scion…not without focus and intensity of her own.

With the clock ticking down…I have to do everything in my power to find my employer and make sure that she is ready to face the biggest challenge of her LAW career…or…at least do what I can to make sure that Ms. Scion doesn’t kill her inside the ring!

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CTN TOWERS
New York City, New York
30 June, 2014

SoLo wrung her hands nervously as she rode the elevator to the executive suite level of CTN Tower #1. She had never been to the Towers herself, though she had always wanted to see them. Now that she was here, the butterflies in her stomach told her that this was actually the last place that she wanted to be…at least under the circumstances. She glanced across the elevator, which was easily 2-times the size of her bedroom, and watched as Raheem leaned comfortably against the wall, seemingly without a care in the world. Though she usually detested talking to the man, his calm demeanor raised her curiosity. If he wasn’t concerned over the state of affairs at the moment, maybe she didn’t need to be either.

“Mr. Raheem…do you know what this is about?” she asked in a small voice, “Do you think someone is going to be in trouble over what happened on Sunday?”

Raheem glanced up from his phone and answered, “Trouble? Hell yeah! Someone is definitely getting’ they ass fired today!” He grinned, then gestured in her general direction. “Somebody gonna be an unemployment check cashin’ mutha!” He chuckled, “Goddamn I hope it’s me!” He turned his attention back to his phone. “I’m tired of Sid’s bullshit!”

In typical fashion, she immediately regretted asking him anything at all. Was he serious about someone getting fired? It was hard to tell…but certainly not beyond the realm of possibility. She leaned against the wall and covered her face.

“Hey, So-So!” Raheem called out after a moment had passed.

She looked up at him, “SoLo…my name is SoLo.”

He grinned, “Like that shit is better or somethin’!” He walked across the distance that separated them and leaned against the wall beside her. “What you think about Priscilla Price?”

“Who?” she asked, having no idea of who he was talking about.

He held up an image of LAW’s newest signee on his mobile phone, “Bitch is fine, right?”

SoLo rolled her eyes, “Mr. Raheem, we have other concerns than this right now. Have you forgotten about Ms. Grey?”

The elevator came to a stop and the doors opened up to an exceedingly well apportioned floor. Raheem stepped out through the doors, then paused to look over his shoulder. “I try to forget about her old ass every damn day…Lord knows I try.”

SoLo sighed as she followed behind him, trying her best to keep up. “What are we going to tell Ms. Domino? I mean…we have to do something…we…we have to SAY something!”

He put his arm around her, “Hello is always a good way to start.” He paused, looking down at her, “Oh yeah, and…PLEASE DON’T FIRE MY BONEY ASS!!” He laughed, swatting her on her backside as he walked on ahead of her.

SoLo could feel her face growing hotter and redder by the moment. She didn’t know whether to continue to feel angry or just plain terrified at the prospect of being fired. She steeled herself as best she could and ran down the hall after Raheem, hoping that she didn’t burst into tears, like she thought she was going to at any moment.

Raheem breezed into the office area where Domino’s secretary looked up and started to stop him, but he touched his finger to his lips, then winked at her. The woman paused in complete confusion, but before she could get her bearings, it was too late and Raheem had already breached her defenses. A second later he was walking into Domino’s office as if he owned the place. “WHAT UP PLAYA?!!”

Domino looked up from the stacks of documents in front of her as Raheem barged in and planted himself into one of the two chairs that were positioned in front of her desk. She watched him as he kicked his feet up and dropped them on the marbled desktop, making himself as comfortable as possible. Her dark eyes moved to the door where her confused secretary stood with SoLo by her side. The woman started to plead for forgiveness, but Domino waved her off then signaled for SoLo to come in and take a seat as well. She assessed the two of them, the sighed, “This past weekend was…fun.”

Raheem smiled, “Oh! I didn’t know you was at th’ BET Awards too! That shit was off th’ chain, huh?”

She ignored his attempt at humor, “Where is Sid?” When her question was met with silence, she shook her head. “Look, I don’t care about what happened in LAW on Sunday, but I DO care about damage control. We are in serious need of that at the moment, but I need to know where our star attraction is so we can begin.”

Raheem snorted, “Come on Dom! I thought we was droppin’ that bitch anyway! Why are we even botherin’ wit’ lookin’ for her stupid ass?!”

SoLo’s mouth fell open at the news. “I…I’m sorry! Did you say that you were firing Ms. Grey?”

Domino gave Raheem an exasperated look that he answered with a shrug. “No need in hidin’ th’ shit. Hell, she’s more useful than Sid anyway!” He looked at SoLo, “I could use a personal assistant…someone to help assist me wit’ my person!”

Domino looked at SoLo, “Nothing is set in stone…but the writing is on the wall, Sid’s show is starting to tank and while this LAW thing has given it a temporary boost, we would all be lying to ourselves if we said it would carry us for more than another season or two without a major change.” She sighed, “At the end of the day, this is a business and with any business, when the profits dry up, changes have to be made.”

SoLo sat forward, doing her best to plead her employer’s case. “Ms. Domino, you said it yourself, the show has another two seasons in it…with Ms. Grey in LAW, who knows how much more attention she could draw? With the right push, the show could be bigger than it ever was!”

Raheem cut in, “Man, fuck all that!” He looked at Domino, “Check this out…two words for you…Priscilla Price!”

Domino looked at him, “The Metropolitan Mistress?” She arched her brow at him, “Good book…crazy woman…I don’t know what you are getting at.”

“That is Sid’s replacement!” He pulled out his phone and showed Domino the picture of the woman he had crossed paths with on LAW. “This chick is young and interesting…muthafuckas will be flockin’ to see her!”

Domino rolled her eyes, “Did you talk to her or did she just walk by and you caught wood in your pants? We are in the entertainment business…TV, movies, music and books…but we do these things with CONTRACTS! I don’t see any Priscilla Price contracts on my desk…nor do a see any appointments to discuss this with anyone by that name.”

He shrugged, “I aint talk to her yet!” He sneered, “It aint like she wouldn’t be down! Throw enough skrilla at someone and they will be down for whatever!”

SoLo slapped her hand on the desk, interrupting the sidebar conversation between them. “MS. GREY STILL HAS A CONTRACT!” When they both turned and looked at her, SoLo shrank back a bit, regretting her boldness. “Why are you discussing someone else when Ms. Grey is here and her show is still making CTN money! You are giving up too quickly…after everything that she has done for this company…everything that she continues to do!”

Raheem started to tear into SoLo, but Domino cut him off. “You’re right…CTN still has a contract with Sidney, but that contract comes to an end soon. If there is no valid upside to continuing that business relationship…ties have to be severed.”

Raheem laughed, “That will be one giant ass pain that I won’t have to deal wit’…and I for one, can’t wait for that shit to be over wit’!”

SoLo could feel the moment that inspiration had touched her, it was if her path had suddenly been made completely clear and there was no doubt about the direction that she needed to take. She straightened herself as she addressed Domino, “Make me Ms. Grey’s manager!” The room grew deadly silent and SoLo could feel every inch of her skin start to break out in a sweat. She took a breath and restated her case. “Make me Ms. Grey’s manager until the end of her contract. If I can’t turn things around…do whatever you like.”

“MAN! GET TH’ FUCK OUTTA HERE WIT’ THAT BULLSHIT!” Raheem yelled.

Domino laced her fingers as she gave SoLo her full attention, “I’m intrigued…the do whatever I like part…it appeals to me.” She gave a coy smile, “Let’s say this…if by the end of the remainder of Sid’s contract, if her show has not peaked…she forfeits all royalties in syndication.” She searched SoLo’s face for any sign of understanding, when she found none, she elaborated, “Sid won’t receive another dime in profit from any of her shows…EVER!”

SoLo stood up, “As her manager, I’ll have access to a CTN business account, merchandise, and production…the whole deal, no exceptions!” She stuck out her hand.

Raheem stared at Domino, “Dom! Bitch is straight trippin’! You aint considerin’ this shit, are you?”

Domino chuckled in response as she answered, “No…” she turned to SoLo, stood up and shook her hand. “I’m accepting!” She eyed SoLo, even as she continued to hold her hand. “I’ll have a contract drafted immediately…and it will include a clause regarding royalties and syndication, as discussed.”

SoLo nodded, “As discussed.” She pulled her hand away as she took a step back. “If that’s all…I’d like to go and take care of a few things.”

Domino nodded, as the girl excused herself. After she left, Raheem jumped up and pounded his fists on the table. “WHAT TH’ FUCK?!!” He pointed toward the door, “How you gonna let that chick take my fuckin’ gig?!!”

Domino rolled her eyes and sat back down, “I gave her the job that you have been trying to get out of for the past 2 and a half years…stop being so dramatic! Besides, this deal is even better than I could have hoped for! You and I both know that there is no way in hell that little girl is going to stop Sid’s show from hemorrhaging viewers.” She smiled, “The best part of this is that after it ends, we never have to pay Sidney Grey another red cent! You’ll be free to sign anyone you want…even that Priscilla Price woman…if she’ll give you the time of day!”

Raheem licked his lips at the thought of landing a deal with Ms. Price…

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Candid Moment: Raheem

Okay! Yeah, a brotha be thinkin’ wit’ th’ big head instead of th’ REALLY big head sometimes…but for real…have you seen this chick? SHE FINE YO!! Hey! I don’t know if she is down wit’ th’ brown or what, but I do know this…th’ bitch aint Sidney Grey, so that is a HUGE plus in my fuckin’ book!

As for So-So or Slo-Mo…whatever th’ hell her name is, takin’ my job as Sid’s manager…so long to that fuckin’ headache, I don’t even know why I was trippin’ on that shit! Far as I am concerned…I am more happy than a mutha right now! No more chasin’ after that crusty-ass dinosaur, puttin’ up wit’ her drunken ass rants. Hey, if I didn’t hate her fuckin’ guts so much, I would actually feel bad about her havin’ to get that ass beat against Scion next week. Fortunately for me…I couldn’t care less…and after today, I am gonna really relish watchin’ Sid’s old ass being destroyed inside th’ ring!

My new favorite past time…that and watchin’ Priscilla Price’s fine ass!

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He nodded at the thought of getting to work his magic with Priscilla, even as his thoughts turned back to the present. “Okay…I feel you on this.” He looked back to the door where SoLo had exited only moments ago. “What about Chan SoLo?”

Domino shrugged, “I wouldn’t worry about her. She’s probably puking her guts out right now, trying to figure out what she’s gotten herself into. Assuming that she even finds Sid, she’s got no plan, she’s in way over her head…and she knows it.”

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A FEW MINUTES LATER 
CTN Ladies Room

“YOU FOUND HER?!! OH MY GOD, THAT IS GREAT…” she paused and the pleased look on her face quickly faded. “She’s where?” SoLo sighed as she ran her free hand down the side of her face. This was going to be a problem, but it was a problem that she needed to solve and solve quickly if she was going to save her career and that of Sidney Grey.

“Listen!! I have a plan, but I need you to bring her back here!!” SoLo said as she stood staring at herself in the mirror, cell phone in hand. “Things with CTN have changed…I’ll fill you in as soon as I can…I promise! Just get her cleaned up and get her back here as soon as humanly possible!” She paused as she finally got the response she had hoped for. A look of relief spread across her face, “Thank you…I’ll talk to you soon.”

SoLo breathed a sigh of relief as she hung up her phone and dropped it into her pocket. She stared at herself in the mirror, taking a deep breath as she straightened her clothes. “You can do this…you can absolutely do this!” After another deep breath, her jitters completely dissolved and she felt much better…much more confident. “Everything is going to be just fine…”

She suddenly turned and vomited into the sink. After a few minutes, her stomach finally unclenched, she wiped her mouth and stood there staring at herself, “Oh my God…I’m so completely fucked…”

SoLo didn’t know if they would be able to convince Sidney to come back in time or not…but waiting to see wasn’t an option. She was a manager now and she would have to do what needed to be done to protect her client. She needed to do damage control after the stunt that had been pulled on Sidney…the resources of CTN would help her deal with that. The more immediate issue was what to do about the upcoming match with Ash Scion. The woman was hell-bent on making examples of women like Sidney…and she was ripe for the picking at the moment. She needed to hone her skills…she needed to train like never before, if she was even going to stand a chance in hell of not being demolished in the ring next week.

SoLo picked up her phone again and scrolled through her contacts until she found the number for talent relations. She dialed the number and waited for an answer. “Yes, I need you to locate someone for me…I need to see if you have a contact number for Nyako Shinsuzki?” She waited for a moment and when the answer came her eyes grew wide, “NO!! Not Kymiku!! That’s her sister…DO NOT CALL HER!! I need Nyako…thank you!”

SoLo sighed as she waited to get the phone number of the one woman that she felt could help prepare Sidney for the challenge that lay ahead. She hoped that it would not be a case of too little…too late…

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SOMEWHERE IN FLORIDA
2 July, 2014

Sidney stared at the man sitting across from her through the haze of cigar smoke that filled the darkened room. Sidney looked worn and haggard…her clothes in a general state of disarray, the same clothing she was last seen in when she left the arena in a rage.

The man that sat opposite of her had thick rutty skin and a large hooked nose. His graying hair was pulled back in a long ponytail. He eyed Sidney through glassy and drunken eyes, even as he spoke in slurred but thick Native American accent. “You can give up…there’s no shame in losing to Grey Bear!”

The two of them swayed back and forth, but neither of them took their eyes off of each other. Piles of empty shot glasses were stacked in front of both of them…and only a few full ones still remained. Sidney stuck out her tongue at the man who called himself Grey Bear, speaking in an equally slurred voice, “The day I let a fucking Injun beat me at drinking is the day I quit fucking drinking!”

Sidney snatched up another shot and held it in front of her as Grey Bear reached over and did the same. For a moment, the two of them merely sat there, staring at one another. Sidney brought the glass to her mouth and tipped it back, taking the burning liquid down her throat in a single gulp. She sat there motionless for a second, teetering as she seemed on the verge of falling over. In the background a crowd around them began to yell in unison, “Ooooooooooooh!!”

Sidney swayed for a second and nearly fell over, but at the last moment she righted herself and refocused herself as she unsteadily brought the empty glass back to the table and sat it down with a loud ‘Thunk’! She glared at Grey Bear and slowly gave him the finger, causing the crowd to erupt with cheers and laughter.

Grey Bear seemed none to happy at the turn of events, but he brought his own glass shakily up to his dry cracked lips. He steeled himself, then tipped back the glass, taking the burning drink in a single gulp, just as Sidney had done. As the raw alcohol raced down his throat the man smiled, even as his body continued to race down as well.

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

The crowd roared as Gray Bear smashed into the floor with a loud crash, completely unconscious before his body even landed. The continued to cheer as money was exchanged on the bets that had been taken. Sidney also collected her winnings, even as she reached for another drink, dragging it over as she readied herself for a celebratory drink.

A bright light shown into the room as the doors were thrown open. A fat young man in a blue smock walked in with an exasperated look on his face. “WHY ARE YOU ALL IN HERE?!! THE SHOW STARTS IN LESS THAN FIVE MINUTES!!”

The crowd scattered, all wearing classic Indian attire as they ran for the door. The man in the smock stared down at Grey Bear and swore under his breath. “WHAT THE HELL?!! ROY!! ROY?!! GET THE HELL UP!!” The man kicked the wall in anger, then stopped as he saw all the empty shot glasses. His eyes fell on Sidney, “YOU!! You did this!” He paused, reaching down to grab something off the floor, which she threw to Sidney. “Now you are going to make it right…Grey Bear!!”

Sidney stared at the costume and rolled her eyes. “Fuck you…I aint doing it!”

He got in her face, “You put on that suit and go out there and entertain those kids or I’ll have your ass thrown in jail for trespassing!” He glared at her, “You’ve got 2 minutes to get dressed!”

As the man walked off and Sidney stared at the bear head, “Happiest place on earth, my ass!” She took the drink and poured it in the bear’s mouth…

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MINUTES LATER...

A crowd of crying and confused children watched as Sidney, dressed in the Grey Bear costume was led away in handcuffs. One of the children looked up at his mother through tear-filled eyes, “Mommy…what was the bear trying to do to the man’s butt? I don’t think that the Peace Pipe is suppose to go there.”

The man in the blue smock came limping up behind the officers, one hand still holding his sore behind where Sid had apparently tried to stick the pipe. “I want her thrown in jail!! She assaulted me!! She traumatized these children!! She got all of my Indian’s drunk!! Get her out of here!!”

Sidney was led to the gate by security, and then the handcuffs were removed. One of the Security Officer’s pointed to a waiting car. “Your ride is waiting for you there.”

Sidney pulled off the bear’s head and looked at the officer through bloodshot eyes. “I can just leave?”

“If you wouldn’t mind…please!” the man answered. Sidney started to hand him the head of the bear, but he refused. “Ehhh…no…that’s okay, it smells like vomit, you keep it.”

Sidney turned and staggered over to the car and opened the door. Her eyes widened as she saw the young woman waiting for her, “What in the hell are you doing here?”

The young girl stared at her, “I’ve come to take you home…Mom…” 

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The Devil is in the Details...

NEW YORK CITY
New York
3 July 2014

Sidney stared at SoLo with her mouth agape as she recounted the story of how she was now her Business Manager instead of Raheem. Both SoLo and Kenzi, Sid’s daughter, looked at one another and then back to the speechless reality star as they wondered if she had suffered a stroke of some kind. Kenzi spoke up first, putting her hand on her mother’s shoulder, “Mom? Are you okay?”

Sidney turned her head and stared at Kenzi blankly for a moment, then she turned back to SoLo. Both girls watched as Sidney’s face flushed a deep red and she exploded, “ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!! WHAT IN THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE?!!”

SoLo’s eyes grew wide as she fell back behind Kenzi, hoping that Sidney wouldn’t kill her daughter in order to get to her. She held up her hands, “Ms. Grey!! PLEASE!! You have to listen to me, this needed to be done!! If I didn’t take over, they were going to drop you at the end of your contract!”

Sidney stopped as these words managed to penetrate the red fog of anger that clouded her brain. She narrowed her eyes as she assessed SoLo. “What do you mean…drop me? Who was going to drop me?!”

SoLo sighed, “Ms. Domino and Mr. Raheem. They were talking about it right in front of me. They said that…”

“BULLSHIT!!” Sidney screamed as she started towards SoLo. “RAHEEM WOULD NEVER DO THAT TO ME!!”

This time it was Kenzi’s turn to interject. “JESUS!! Listen to you!!” She pushed Sidney back, “Raheem is a complete asshole! He doesn’t do anything that doesn’t benefit Raheem! You know this…why are you acting like this is news to you?!”

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Candid Moment: Kenzi Grey

Don’t get me wrong, Raheem is a good-looking guy with a chiseled chin and rock-hard abs, but at the end of the day, the dude is a selfish dog! Though I am positive that the guy would be an amazing lay…I wouldn't let him within 10 feet of my cootchie! If my mother felt the same, I would feel 1000% better!  However, because she doesn’t, it looks like it is going to fall to me to keep her from making a fool out of herself…yeah…that's a full time job!

Whatever!  I'm here for my girl SoLo because I know she has my Mom's best interests at heart.  She needs my support and I am going to make sure that has every chance to make this thing work!  I just need to make my hard-headed Mom see that!

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Kenzi glanced at SoLo, then turned back to Sidney. “This girl is the only one who has NEVER let you down or left your side! Hell! I left you after you tried to sell me to that creepy ass Prince when we were in Saudi Arabia, and I’M YOUR DAUGHTER!!” ((See Season 6, Episode 12 of The World According to Sid 'Locked Up, a Broad' - 17 Oct. 2012))

Sidney started to say something, but she knew what Kenzi said was right. SoLo had never abandoned her, no matter how shabbily she had treated the young girl. She walked over to the bar and reached for a glass, then decided on the entire bottle of gin instead.

Kenzi rushed over and snatched the bottle out of her hand. “NO!! You are NOT going to do this…not again! I saved you from being arrested at Disney after you tried to anally violate that man in front of little children! It’s time that you sobered the hell up!”

Sidney threw up her hands, then pushed the rest of the glasses and bottles off the bar, sending them crashing to the floor. “I’M A GROWN DAMN WOMAN!! YOU WILL NOT TREAT ME LIKE A FUCKING CHILD!!”

Kenzi got right in her mother’s face, narrowing her eyes. “Then you start to act like it!!”

SoLo made her way over and took the bottle from Kenzi in order to get Sid’s attention. “Ms. Grey…you have to understand, we need you to be focused…your mind must be clear and your body must be ready. We cannot have a repeat of last week…if we are to have any hope of saving your show, I need you to be on top of your game.”

Sid rolled her eyes, “When have I not?!”

“Last week you lost it in the ring,” SoLo answered, “we cannot have a situation where you allow someone to take you out of your game plan. Ms. Warren nearly forced you to submit within seconds of starting the match.”

Sid folded her arms as she looked away. “That stupid bitch is lucky that I didn’t break her leg off and stick it up her ass!”

Kenzi folded her arms as well as she got in her mother’s face. “Oh! You bad now? If you don’t check yourself…this weekend you aint gonna be fighting with some fake nurse, you are going to be in there with a woman who wants to take your head right off your shoulders!”

Sid cocked her head to the side, “Do you think that I am scared of Ash Scion?! That bitch can rifle through her iPod and play whatever song she feels like before she gets around to addressing me. I’m not some blonde bimbo who wants to be a wrestler…I AM a professional wrestler!”

“And a bimbo…” Kenzi added.

Sidney glared at her, then rolled her eyes. “Ash Scion can’t handle me inside the ring!”

Kenzi chuckled, “And you couldn’t handle Cynthia Warren without biting her. So I think you should listen to what your new manager has to say!”

Sid threw up her hands in complete exasperation. “OH MY GOD!!” She sighed, “FINE!! Tell me MANAGER…what’s the plan for the match this weekend! I mean, you have been in so many matches…you obviously know!”

SoLo lowered her eyes as this comment. “Yes Ms. Grey, I know…I am not a wrestler. I know nothing about what it is like to get inside the ring…but I know someone who does, someone who can prepare you to get into the ring and face Ms. Scion.”

Kenzi chimed in, “Yeah, and hopefully not die before you can buy me something cool for my birthday!”

Sid ignored Kenzi, her curiosity peeked, “You know someone, huh? Who do you know SoLo?”

“She knows me…”

Sid turned around and came face to face with a stern-faced Asian woman. Sid took a step back and looked her up and down with a confused look on her face. “Who in the hell are you?!”

“My name is Nyako Shinsusuzki…and I’m going to make sure that you don’t get killed inside the ring this weekend.”

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CTN TRAINING FACILITY
New York
10 July 2014

Every inch of Sid’s body hurt from the ‘training’ sessions she had endured with Nyako since the woman arrived. The woman was SoLo’s answer to getting her ready to face the challenge of Ash Scion and she had turned her every which way but loose…and Sid’s patience was at an end. Sid preferred a good shortcut to achieving her goals. For her, hard work only amounted to more hard work. She knew that no matter what happened this weekend, SoLo was going to be hell-bent on keeping Nyako around to ‘ensure’ that she was ready for the next challenge that presented itself…and the one after that…and so on. That was unacceptable…but how was she going to find a way around it?

Sid tried not to vomit as she crawled out of the ring, barely able to move and leaned against the turn post. She watched as Nyako gracefully bounded over the ropes and down to the ring apron, and then down to the floor. Her well-toned muscles rippled underneath her tattooed skin. She looked at Sid, with barely a drop of sweat on her. “Take the next two days off to recover, but don’t forget the diet we talked about…okay?”

Sid could only nod in response, as she waved Nyako away. The woman gave a shake of her head and headed off…likely looking for more souls to devour. Sid was grateful for the time to recover…but she knew that this was only the beginning and she had zero intention of allowing this to continue. She made her way towards the locker rooms, but her body gave out before she could reach them. She found a nearby bench and sprawled across it, hoping to rest herself until she could get the feeling back into her weary body. As she lay there, she heard a familiar voice which immediately caught her attention.

“Well now…look at who it is! You gettin’ yo’ workout on before Ash Scion beats that ass this weekend?”

Sid sat up and stared at Raheem before rolling her eyes. “If you are putting any money on that pasty-faced tramp, you’re dumber than Crystal Hilton! She thinks she’s dealing with an amateur like Summer St. Claire, but there is going to be a very rude awakening for someone on Sunday! I’m no push over…” she paused as she tried to get up, but was forced to sit back down from all of the pain in her body.

Raheem folded his arms, “You really are takin’ this shit serious, huh?”

Sid smirked as she cut a vicious glare in his direction, “Thanks to you! CHRIST!! How could you let SoLo take your position as my Manager?!” She narrowed her eyes, “She told me that you and Domino were not going to resign me after my contract ended…was she telling the truth?”

Ordinarily, Raheem had no qualms about telling someone how things were, but in this case he felt it was a much better tactic to hedge his bets. Everything hinged on Sid failing so he could bring in the next big thing for the company. It wouldn’t hurt to sew the seeds of discontent…just to be sure. He sat down next to her, “Man! She’s tripin’! Aint nobody said nothing like that. Bottom line…she been wantin’ to move up the ladder for a while now. I guess she convinced Dom that she could do a better job than me.” He shrugged his shoulders, “Far be it from me to stop a bitch from getting’ her shine on!”

Sid arched her brow at this, while she was gullible, even she wasn’t that stupid. There was another angle here and she knew what it was. “You’re sleeping with her, aren’t you?!” She searched his face for any signs of guilt. “I saw how cozy you two were on the plane a few weeks ago!”

Raheem merely smiled, if her mind was going to fill in the blanks, so be it. There was no need for him to come up with a lie when she was prepared to make up her own. “Hey! I do what I gotta do…that’s it!” He shrugged, “Don’t worry about it, I am sure that Slo-Mo will do a good job. Hell, it looks like she is already doin’ somethin’, tryin’ to turn you into some kinda killin’ machine!”

Sid snorted, “Yeah! Her fucking Kung Fu Panda is going to kill me!” She shook her head. “I need to get rid of that bitch! I can’t take much more of this!”

Raheem cocked his head to the side, “Who she got you workin’ wit?”

Sid rubbed her sore arms as she stared up at the ceiling, wishing that she wasn’t hurting so badly. “Nyako Shinsu…something or other!”

“Shinsuzuki…?” Raheem half questioned as he corrected her.

Sid fastened her eyes back on him. “You know her?”

“…errr…yeah.” He finally answered after a long pause. He knew Nyako from their time together in 3WL where the woman had carved out a decent reputation for herself. She was a skilled professional in the ring. Though he knew Sid hated whatever time she had spent under the woman’s tutelage, he knew that she would certainly benefit from it…and that was not part of his plan. Nyako was a wildcard that he hadn’t seen coming. SoLo had played her hand well…it almost seemed like she thought that she could pull this off.

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Candid Moment: Maleek Raheem

OKAY! I gotta admit, Slo-Mo, So-So, what-th-fuck-ever Ho pulled a fuckin’ rabbit outta hat on this one! She went out and found herself a chick who might actually be able to school Sid and make somethin’ outta her dusty old ass! I’m impressed. Left on her own…she actually might be able to save Sid and her show. Unfortunately, I can’t let that shit go down like that! She is fuckin’ wit’ my livelihood!

Fortunely for me, Sid and I are on th’ exact same page for a change! Dumb bitch is too stupid to realize that Nyako just might make something out of her in th’ ring and all she wanna to do is get her to beat feet. Well…I’ve got th’ perfect solution for that! Nyako might be good at solving other people’s problems, but lets she how she does wit’ solvin’ problems of her own…

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Raheem stroked his chin as he eyed Sid. “So…you really want to get this chick off yo’ back? I’ve got th’ answer…assumin’ you interested.”

Sid sat forward in rapt attention, her aches and pain temporarily forgotten. “I’m interested!! Please…tell me!”

Raheem looked around, as if he were about to impart a very deep dark secret. “Check it out…if you want Ny to stop fuckin’ wit’ you, you need to give her somethin’ else to worry about…somethin’ that has nothin’ to do wit’ you. Feel me?”

Sid nodded, “Yes!! Of course…go on!!”

Raheem leaned in closer to Sid. “Ny has a bat-shit crazy ass sister by th’ name of Miku or Kim…some shit like that! She goes by th’ name of Oni. If you get her to come here…you won’t never have to sweat Ny again!”

Sid looked skeptical, “What are you saying? This…this Oni person…she’s going to get Nyako off my fucking back?”

“Yo! Trust me Sid!” he said in earnest, “This bitch is off her fuckin’ rocker! With her runnin’ around loose, Ny might run up out this joint like mothafuckin’ 12 Years a Slave!”

Sid contemplated what Raheem had said. If this woman was everything that he said she was…she might be the answer to her problems. Of course, that led to her next problem… “How do we find her?”

He patted her on her back, “Let me worry about findin’ her. Once I do, I’ll hook you two up…and then you can work a little of that Sidney Grey magic and get her over here.”

Sid stared at him and a long slow smile crept across her face. “You know…it’s not too late for you and me to redefine the parameters of our relationship…now that you’re no longer my Manager.”

Raheem held up his hands as he stood up. “Boy! As interestin’ as that seems…gonna have to take a pass! You know how jealous yo’ girl Slo-Mo gets!” He winked at her, “Gotta jet Baby…I’ll hit you up wit’ th’ digits as soon as I find this chick. In th’ mean time…you need to hit the CTN library and peep some old 3WL tapes and see what I am talkin’ about, a’ight?!”

Before she could reply, he was on his way out of the facility. Sid sighed as she sat back, feeling the aches and pains return…though, now there was a glimmer of hope on the horizon…

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Candid Moment: Sidney Grey

I don’t want anyone to get the wrong impression here…I completely understand what SoLo is trying to do…RUIN MY FUCKING LIFE!! She can tell me all the stories she wants about Raheem trying to get rid of me, but I know the truth, especially after talking to him! She knows how much Raheem wants me and she is jealous that he wants nothing to do with her boney ass! Hey, I get it! The girl has some guts, but she is NOT going to get away with this! The only reason I haven’t wrung her skinny little neck is because she actually has my stupid kid believing this bullshit!

I truly am happy to have Kenzi back with me. I have missed my little grape-baby, but her insistence on buying into SoLo’s lies and political maneuvering is seriously making me regret all of the drinking and drugs I did while I carried her in the womb! The girl is one step removed from being a fucking retard!

Couple that with this Asian mistress of pain that SoLo brought in to “help” me prepare for this match with Ash Scion and there is not many more ways that my life can be complicated at the moment! First things, first! I don’t need anyone to “help” me in the ring against that stone-faced creep, Scion! She can talk all the crap she wants about how tough and how deadly serious she is about the wrestling business. That shit doesn’t scare me…I have wrestling boots that have been in the sport longer than she has! Her hatred of models and actresses in wrestling doesn’t come from their lack of passion for the sport…it comes from the fact that the only camera that ever took a decent picture of her still had the goddamn lens cap on it!

I don’t need some 3rd world country, rice eating, fortune cookie to tell me how to use leverage and experience to beat someone like Scion or any of the other two-bit nimrods in this tourney! I beat the hell out of Angel Kash in my debut match and ran her out of LAW! I would have beaten Cynthia Warren too if it wasn’t for Crystal Hilton and her cavernous vagina getting butt-hurt over my relationship with Raheem! What I did to Warren that night is just a preview of what Hilton is going to get after I am done with Scion this weekend!

Nyako can tell me to keep my eyes on the next match all she wants…but I’ve got plans of my own that don’t involve me wasting time with trash like Scion! I’m planning my revenge on Hilton and I have zero intention of letting the likes of her or Nyako stand in my way! SoLo’s little plan may have come together last week, but I have plans of my own to take care of her little coup attempt and Crystal Hilton.

Yeah…I took a little trip to the library like Raheem suggested and what I found there…well…let’s just say that I doubt that I’ll have to worry about anyone else getting in my way in the foreseeable future. Before it’s all said and done…I will be the next Marquee Champion and as an added bonus, I’ll be rid of Crystal and Nyako, all in one fell swoop!

[The Circle Television Network]

Sidney Grey | Oni - The Art of Manipulation

Candid Moment: Sidney Grey

It is SO fucking good to be me! I mean, sure…like anyone else in get pushed into tight spaces by the litany of haters and jealous nimrods which populate this planet, but the difference is that I am a survivor! Here, I find myself surrounded by enemies, all looking to take me down…but do I fold under the pressure? Hell no! I come out swinging and I knock down any obstacles that get in my way!

SoLo…though I love her to death…isn’t as smart as she thinks she is! Tricking Raheem into giving up his position as my manager and then installing some Chung Li rip off as my “trainer?” PLEASE!! I was winning matches before she was snatching pebbles from her master’s hand or catching flies with chopsticks! The day I need any help like that is the day that I finally hang up my wrestling boots for good! Seeing the look on Nyako’s face when her crazy-eyed sister showed up was the most perfect thing that I have ever witnessed! Nyako is out of my hair and now I can focus ALL of my attention on the bitch that is going to wish she had never let my name escape her fat crusty lips…Crystal FUCKING Hilton!

She advanced in the tournament this past weekend, and while that wasn’t my initial plan, I always have a back up. Nyako wasn’t the only one who was unhappy to see Oni show up…the look on Crystal’s face was priceless! I’m not one for history lessons or anything like that, but the two of them had a little run-in a few years back and Crystal was about a millisecond from getting her ass killed! I don’t get crazy chicks…but I have to admire anyone who’d want to murder Crystal Hilton. I mean…have you ever listened to one of her CDs or seen one of her shitty-ass movies? Talk about doing the world a favor!

Now, at the end of the day…I find myself at the top of the proverbial heap! I am the LAW Marquee Champion…and the only thing left standing in my way is getting my hand raised on LAW #11. Crystal will be too busy looking over her shoulder for Oni to worry about me. Unfortunately for her, if my little Asian suicide bomber doesn’t take her out…she’ll end up a victim inside the ring when I finally get my hands around her neck! I haven’t forgotten what she did to me…and I hope she hasn’t forgotten what I did to Cynthia Warren…because it’s going to happen to her next!

As for the other women in that match, starting with Summer St. Claire…she managed to make it to the big dance, but luck can only take you so far in this business. The training wheels have to come off sometime and for her…that time is going to be in the ring at LAW #11. As a fellow reality star, I will grant her at least this much…putting your life out there for the masses on a weekly basis is hard, but our similarities end there. One show is about a young talented model and actress who lives an adventurous life of fun and excess…the other show is about a stupid little mangy bitch…AND HER DOG! HA! See what I did right there?!! I’ve wrestled with decisions on whether to get McDonald’s or Burger King that were tougher than Summer St. Claire! The best thing that she can do is to lie on the mat and wait for me to pin her so she can leave the ring with a face that the camera might still find tolerable at the end of the day!

Last but certainly not least, there is Skye Sparks…one half or our tag team champions. She proved that she has every right to be in this match this past weekend by almost going bell to bell with a bestselling author! Freaking fantastic! Maybe for an encore she can chase down the paperboy and kick him off of his bike!

I’m freaking hilarious!

But back to my point…Skye doesn’t have the passion to wrestle real competition anymore…so I hear, she is just doing time until someone retires her. Lucky for her that I am here! Once she sees what REAL competition is like…I wouldn’t be surprised if she cut and ran like the rest of the throng of other women who have lined up to face me these last few weeks. It would be in her best interests to just pull an Ash Scion and go skydiving into the concrete floor to spare us from the agony of watching her stumble her way through another horrendous match!

And for those of you are keeping score…I am once again proclaiming my innocence in what happened to Ash Scion before the beating of a lifetime that I had planned to give her. I can’t help it if my competition would rather splatter themselves all over the floor rather than face me. Hell, if I had to fight me…I would consider not showing up as well!

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3WL 8th ANNIVERSARY SHOW
The Press Conference!
The Nagoya Dome In Nagoya, Japan
26 November 2010


The press conference was already in full swing when The Black Lotus Klan arrived, led by their leader Oni Kymiku...

The mere presence of Oni would have been enough to inspire the scorn of the crowd after the heinous attack on Nicky Silver, but Fukuyu, one of Oni’s henchwomen, added insult to injury by wearing the injured woman’s t-shirt. The four were given a wide birth as Oni led the way, ignoring the fans and other wrestler’s alike, taking a seat to watch as the other women jockeyed for an advantage over the others…some foes and some friends.

Federation interviewer, Megan Moretti eyed them from across the room, still angry over the callousness Oni had displayed after the attack on Nicky. Unable to contain herself any longer, she rose from her seat and made her way over to the table were the four sat. As if by magic, Megan produced a microphone as she leaned in to speak, drawing attention that seemed to annoy the group. “Kymiku Shinsuzuki, it is a pleasure to have you here tonight! Might I add, that dress you are wearing looks absolutely stunning!”

Oni arched her brow as she looked Megan over, then finally remarked. “Yes…it is a shame that I cannot say the same for you.”

Megan narrowed her eyes, but maintained her composure. “I am sure that by now you have heard the news about Nicky Silver and the severity of the injury you caused to her. You were pretty flippant about it after the show ended…now that you know the extent of the damage you caused, do you want to retract some of your earlier statements?”

Oni glared at Megan, then finally leaned in and spoke after an uncomfortably long silence. “Ms. Moretti, I didn’t stutter when I told you that I didn’t care what happened to that yapping little dog! I wanted her mouth shut…and now it is!”

Megan’s jaw tightened, “The company may be considering taking some action against you. Surely that must concern you!”

She smiled, “If this company is filled with the cowards that I know it to be, then that is all that they can do. Listen to me and believe every word that I say Ms. Moretti, I will destroy anyone who opposes me…” her dark eyes scanned the room, lighting on ever wrestler there before returning to Megan, “…and I do mean…anyone!”

Megan tried to continue, but her companions, the Asian twins known as Fukuyu and Fukumi stood up, making sure that she got the hint and left.

Off to the side, Ryu lowered his head, avoiding the many eyes in the room that were now on them. Oni turned to him and only gave a look and he immediately straightened to face the numerous stares head-on.

Observing the commotion and overhearing the exchange, Crystal Hilton walks over to where Oni is standing. She looks at her in the eyes and has a serious on her face as she begins to speak to her. "Now while I can admire people who handle their business such as Veronica face to face, I don't appreciate you nor what you did to my home girl Nicky. That yapping little dog got what she deserved? Well I am running my mouth and I am standing in front of your face what are you going to do about it. I am sober and I have a clear mind at what I am doing. So, Oni is the word for Devil...? Nice, well I am a Goddess. Do you know what happens when the Devil meets with something from above? Yeah...You don't stand a chance. I am just going to be blunt.”

Oni remained passive as Crystal continued her drunken rant. “Instead of messing with people who haven't stepped in the ring in some time, and attacking them when they’re not looking. Why don't you attack someone straight on? Come on I'll close my eyes and give you a free shot because the truth of the matter is you wouldn't be able to pull that same crap that you did with Nicky. You paralyzed her and the doctor told me she may not ever walk again. Do you know how that makes me feel? I will admit I am an arrogant person but for anyone who knows me I will go at ends for my friends and that's what I am going to do for Nicky. At the end of the show, despite whatever hell I go through defending my title, after it is done I will hunt you down, and I will seriously beat the shit out of you. Nothing will stop me from doing so and I repeat nothing..."

To calm the masses, the Federation’s Commissioner, Chastity Pride intervened to make a blockbuster announcement…but Oni took quick advantage of the distraction. Oni rose from her seat, taking the time to carefully straighten her evening gown. Both Fukumi and Ryu took notice of her, but Fukuyu was busy furiously texting with a demented look on her face. Oni walked up behind the distracted Champion and blasted her right in the back of her head. “The Rose Goddess” fell into a nearby table knocking several other women out of their seats. The fans screamed (though admittedly some cheered) as chaos began to take root.

The Commissioner stood up from her seat and yelled for the women to “knock it off” but Oni wasn’t listening and nothing would deter her. She snatched a bottle off a nearby table as she stood over the inebriated and now disoriented champion.

The coolness of her glare was matched by the ice-cold tone of her voice. “You drunken whore, instead of threatening me, why don’t you do what you do best?” With that, Oni proceeded to uncork the bottle and pour its entire contents out all over Crystal.

This seemed to quickly sober Crystal up, but Oni was far from finished with her. “I hear that drunks sometimes want to crawl inside a bottle and die. Perhaps some of the idiots in this room will realize the irony of this before your funeral.” Oni smashed the end of the bottle on the corner of a nearby table and made ready to stab Crystal with the razor sharp shard she held in her hand…


|| PAUSE…

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Sid paused the video as Oni menaced Crystal Hilton with the broken bottle, intent on stabbing her. She laughed out loud as she looked over at her daughter, Kenzi. “Look at her stupid face! She’s terrified!!”

Kenzi sighed as she reached over, took the remote, and turned off the television. Sid’s mouth fell open, but Kenzi didn’t allow her to protest. “Mom! That woman there…the crazy bitch with the bottle in her hand…the one YOU brought here is fucking psychotic! She is trying to kill a woman on live television! Why isn’t she in jail?!!” Kenzi glanced at the camera as she made air quotes and mouthed the words ‘sports entertainment I guess.’

Sid snorted as she kicked back on the couch and picked up her midmorning cocktail. “I don’t know why she isn’t in jail…and I don’t care! I brought her here to get Nyako off my fucking back…” she gestured around her with a broad smile, “…mission accomplished!” She gestured towards the darkened television screen. “If she wants to take another STAB at Crystal Hilton while she’s here…I’m okay with that too!”

Kenzi stared at her mother, flabbergasted by her callousness. “Mom…this is serious! SoLo brought Nyako here to help you…to get you to do things the right way. This…all of…THIS, it’s not right! You’re going too far.” She stood up and walked over to the dvd player and ejected the disc, holding it up. “The woman on here…she’s dangerous!”

Sid laughed, “NO FUCKING SHIT SHE IS!” Sid sipped her drink, “Crystal better grow eyes in the back of her stupid head!”

Kenzi shook her head in utter disbelief. “You’re kidding me, right? What makes you think that you can control her?”

Sid smirked, “I’m not controlling ANYONE! Hell, I’m smart enough to stay the hell out of her way!”

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Candid Moment: Kenzi Grey

My Mom is by far the dumbest person that I have ever met! She is like a little fucking kid and I have to be the adult…EVERY FUCKING TIME! Why in the hell can’t she see that SoLo is trying to help her save this show? Why can’t she see that Raheem only cares about himself? AND WHY, can’t she see that this freaking devil woman she brought here is a problem for everyone…INCLUDING HER?!!

I can’t believe that I am getting dragged into her bullshit again! It never fails…every time I get out and head off on my own, she does something stupid that forces me to come back to make sure that she doesn’t end up in jail or worse!

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“Mom, I don’t know what you did to bring that woman here, but you need to send her back!” Kenzi stated, we don’t need some psycho running around here attacking peo…”

“Ahem!!”

Kenzi paused as her mother cleared her throat, stood up, and walked to the door where she was shocked to see Oni standing. Sidney greeted her and showed her to the couch, where she sat right beside her daughter. Sidney smiled broadly, “Oni…this is my daughter, Kenzi…”

Oni smiled pleasantly as she nodded, her dark eyes assessing the young girl. “A pleasure to meet you.” She cocked her head to the side as she reached over and lightly brushed the back of her hand against Kenzi’s hair. “Such beautiful curls…and a lovely complexion. You remind me of someone…”

Kenzi pulled her head back to avoid the sudden violation of her personal space, fighting the urge to slap the woman’s hand away, as her instincts told her to. “Errr, yeah…thanks…”

Sidney cut in, “Her father was a rapist…but he did have a great head of hair.”

Kenzi cut a vicious glare in her mother’s direction, but Sid pretended not to notice. She walked over to the bar, “Can I offer you a drink?”

Oni shook her head, “No…but thank you.”

Sidney grinned, “Well, I hope you don’t mind if I have yours!” She walked back over and sat down in the chair opposite Oni, holding true to her word as she sipped from one glass and sat the other one next to her. “First of all, let me thank you for coming over to see me. After the show this past weekend, you left so quickly that I wasn’t sure that you had transportation, a place to stay, or anything.”

Oni smiled with a slight nod. “Yes, I am being well taken care of, but I appreciate your concern. I am actually staying with my sister.”

Sidney raised her eyebrows at this, “Oh! That’s wonderful! You guys are catching up and what not. That’s great!” She smirked, unable to hide her distain for Nyako, “Be sure to let her know that I don’t mind if she takes a few days or even weeks off from our training sessions while you two get reacquainted.”

Oni smiled, “I’ll let her know…but…I thought you’d heard, whatever arrangement you had with her was ended a few days ago.”

Kenzi stared at Oni, “What?!”

Oni shrugged, “Yes…it came as a shock to her as well. I don’t know the details.”

Kenzi turned to Sid, “MOM?!”

Sid gave an innocent look, “Hey…don’t look at me!”

“Excuse me!!” Kenzi got up and left the room reluctantly, seeking out SoLo in the hopes of finding out what was going on.

Oni watched Kenzi leave, her eyes on the girl in rapt fascination. She turned to Sid, “Lovely girl you have there…Kenzi is it?”

Sid shrugged absently, “She’s a pain in my ass, but thanks all the same.” Sid finished her first drink, then picked up the second. “I wanted to bring you here to make sure that you and I were okay.”

Oni cocked her head to the side, “Okay? What do you mean?”

Sid sat forward, “I didn’t want you to think that I had…tricked you into coming here…you know, just to get your sister off my back.”

Oni smiled and nodded, “You and I are…very much okay. I love my sister, and thanks to you we have reconnected in a way that we never have in the past. You needn’t trouble yourself over the reason for your call…the end result is all that matters.”

Sid breathed a sigh of relief, inwardly glad that she didn’t have to spin some fantastic lie to explain her actions…

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Candid Moment: Sidney Grey

WOW!! THAT WAS FUCKING EASY!! I have to admit…I was a little worried that this nutcase was going to be hard to deal with…but you know…desperate times require desperate measures! With Nyako off my back…I am free to focus ALL of my attention on one thing and one thing only…Crystal FUCKING Hilton!

I think she should make that her new middle name…

Finding out that Crystal and Oni had trouble in the past was just an added benefit to her coming here to get her sister off my back. After seeing it all on video for myself, I am convinced that this little warped yellow ball of Asian crazy is the answer to all of my problems. Crystal Hilton went out of her way to get under my skin last month…and now she’ll have to worry about Oni cutting hers off and wearing it like a sports coat!

Yes…this is going to work out fine. At least for me it will!

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It was time for Sid to start sewing the seeds that would bring her plan all together. She took one last sip of her drink and sat the glass down. “You know…it is a good thing you arrived when you did last weekend. I don’t know what Crystal Hilton’s problem is with me, but it’s obvious that she now has it in for your sister as well.” Sid paused as she saw Oni’s eyes narrow, just a hint at the suggestion that someone would wish ill on her sister. She knew that she had her, “I think you know her…from your days in 3WL if I’m not mistaken?”

Oni laced her fingers in front of her, her hands on her lap. “She and I had our…problems in the past. She is an arrogant cur of a woman. She only cares for herself and what others can do for her.” Oni turned her eyes to the window, “The world would not miss her if she were gone…”

Sid nodded, “Yep! I said the same thing! I mean, the woman is crazy! She came to the ring and attacked me last week for no reason!” She pointed at Oni, “It’s a good thing that you came when you did. She had already tried to hurt me…she had her sights on Nyako next.”

“My sister can handle a silly little girl like Hilton.” Oni answered, her eyes never leaving the scene outside the window.

“Maybe…” Sid answered, “…but she is a slippery one.” She shook her head, “I mean, I don’t have to tell you, right? You’ve seen how she operates. I’m certain that she had someone waiting in the shadows…looking to jump in with her.” It was time for the big guns, Sid lowered her voice to a whisper, to make sure that Oni paid close attention to what she said, “Maybe that little fat girlfriend of hers…the one that you put out of wrestling…what’s her name…?”

Oni turned back to Sid, “Nicky Silver…”

“YES!” Sid clapped her hands, “That’s the one!” Sid sighed as she picked up her drink and stared at Oni, “Convenient timing…wouldn’t you agree? I mean…no one knew that you would be here, but Crystal knows that Nyako is your sister. I mean…what better way to get revenge than to take her out, huh?” Sid finished her drink in a single gulp. “Yeah…I’m sure that was her plan all along.”

Oni stared at Sid, her dark eyes betraying nothing…but she was bothered by what Sid had told her…

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Candid Moment: “Oni” Kymiku Shinsusuzki

…

(Oni sat in front of the camera, silently staring until one of the show’s producers whispered to her off camera)

What am I suppose to do…?

(More whispering)

I talk about our earlier conversation? How I felt about it?

…

Who sees this?

(Again, more whispering)

…

(For a moment it seemed that Oni would not respond, but she did as she crafted her words carefully.)

The things that I did to Crystal Hilton and her friend in the past was my choice and my sister had nothing to do with them. I can answer for my actions, I have little problem with doing so…but where it comes to my sister…things are different! I will not stand idly by while anyone threatens my blood! No one…including Crystal Hilton will lay one finger on my sister…if she does, she’ll wish that I had stuck that broken bottle in her belly and spilled her guts out all over the floor before I am done with her!

(Oni got up, slapping the camera away)

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Oni stood up and walked to the window, standing there a she contemplated everything that Sid had told her. “I said that I would not let any harm come to my sister…and I meant that. I have no intention of allowing Nyako to enter that arena without my protection…whether she likes it or not.”

Sid smiled as she realized that she had manipulated Oni into doing exactly what she wanted. “Yes, I have no doubt that Crystal is planning something heinous for Nyako. I mean, I wouldn’t be surprised if she enlisted The Doc to help her…seeing how she is facing your sister on the show.”

Oni turned and looked back at Sid, a curious look on her face. “This woman…The Doc, is she not the number one contender to LAW’s championship?”

Sid nodded, “Yep!”

“Curious…” Oni spoke aloud, then looked away, “…my sister is all but an unknown here and they put her in a match against their top talent. Perhaps it’s a…”

“Anti-Asian conspiracy!” Sid added, sitting up straighter. She knew a bit of Oni’s history and she knew that the woman was a fierce believer in such things…to the point of fanaticism. Sure, The Doc wasn’t the issue next show, but…maybe she would be one day. No need in passing up the chance in sticking it to her as well when you had a whole bucket-full of crazy just itching to splash on everyone. She chuckled inwardly as she sewed even more seeds of discontent in the paranoid woman. “You know…this all makes perfect sense to me now. Your sister is forced to face the number one contender and the champion gets fed the other new Asian girl…what’s her name? Reeves or something…”

“Miyoko Oshiro…” Oni answered. She had no personal knowledge of the girl, but she knew all that she needed to know. She was Asian, and that made the girl special in her eyes. Oni was considered every woman of Asian decent to be like family to her. Even though Miyoko sought to brand herself with some ridiculous Western surname. Reeves…the poor girl probably didn’t even go by Miyoko. She was probably brainwashed into calling herself Minnie or Mo or some other ridiculous nickname.

Sid stood up and sighed, “Well! It looks like we both have a lot to think about. You know that I will certainly do what I can for you…and your sister, but I’m sure that I have a target on my back as well…because of my association with you and Nyako. We know that Crystal is planning something…whether it is before or during our match. I’ll do what I can…but…”

Oni walked over, placing her hand on Sid’s shoulder. “Do not worry…I am in your debt. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be here right now in a position to help my sister. I will let no harm come to her or you…I promise you this.” After a moment, Oni nodded and moved toward the door, “Please excuse me…I need to get back to my sister’s apartment. We’ll have much to discuss.”

Sid watched Oni leave and a devious smile spread across her face, which ran from ear to ear…

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Candid Moment: Sidney Grey

A part of me should probably feel bad…but Crystal and the rest of the nimrods in LAW asked for this! I am merely taking advantage of a stroke of good fortune that has come my way! Crystal thought she had problems before? She hasn’t seen trouble like me…EVER! She is going to pay for what she did to me and just to make things that much sweeter, I am going to win that Marquee Championship and rub her dirty little face in it!

I wonder…maybe Sparks and St. Claire hate Asians too. This is certainly worth exploring…

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Sidney Grey - Cloak & Dagger

CHAIFETZ ARENA

St. Louis, MO
24 Jul 2014

“WHOOOOOOOOOOO!! WHO ELSE LOVES TWATS?!! COME UP HERE AND GET A FREE SHIRT!!”

Kenzi watched as SoLo stood at the entrance with a megaphone hocking free shirts as people lined up to get her mother’s autograph. She should have known, but she was still amazed by the zeal in which SoLo had attacked being named Sid’s new manager. She had pulled every string and greased every wheel to push Sid and her show forward. She hardly had time to eat or sleep…she was always on the verge of complete exhaustion, but she never stopped. It was a thing to behold and it gave Kenzi a boost as well…the only person it didn’t seem to affect was Sid…

Kenzi looked over at her mother as she sat at the table scrolling through her phone messages, completely disinterested in everything that was going on around her. She walked over and slapped her hand down on the table to get her mother’s attention. “MOM! SoLo is out there busting her butt! The LEAST you could do is to try to ACT like you give a shit!!”

Sid assessed her daughter with a blank stare, “This is a fucking embarrassment! Raheem would have never had me out here handing out shirts and signing napkins like some washed up has been!”

“You can’t be serious!! He never bothered to promote you or the show because he is a lazy piece of SHIT!!” Kenzi yelled.

This seemed to get Sid’s attention as she finally put her phone down and pointed an accusing finger at Kenzi. “How many times have I told you not to engage in those racial stereotypes! They are not all lazy…” she paused, “…but some of the other stuff that they say is true.” A broad grin touched her lips, “Like when they say that black guys have HUGE…”

“MOM!! STOP BEING GROSS!!” Kenzi yelled. “Look! In the short amount of time that SoLo has been your manager, she has gotten you a new merchandise deal, set up this event, and she has a ton of other things that she is working for you! Raheem never did a goddamn thing for you or the show!” She pointed her finger at Sid, “You know it as well as I do…CTN doesn’t want you or your show anymore! They want all of this…and you to fail! SoLo is killing herself…to make sure that you succeed!!”

Sid let Kenzi’s words sink in, then turned and looked as SoLo ran around like a madwoman, checking on every detail…making sure that the event went on without a hitch. Sid looked back at Kenzi, “You think she’ll have time to run across the street and get me something from that Mediterranean food place? I am seriously fucking starving!”

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Candid Moment: Kenzi Grey

B-I-T-C-H! That is my mother…and she hasn’t changed in all the days that I have ever known her. I would have loved to have seen the kind of person she was before the drinking…back when she was a fresh-faced rookie making a splash inside the ring for the first time. So I hear, she was a class act…one of the good guys who tried hard to put on a good show and do things the right way. I find it really hard to imagine her that way…REALLY FUCKING HARD!!

This weekend, she has the biggest opportunity of her life…the chance to do something that she was suppose to have done more than 20 years ago…win a wrestling title. Now, while the magnitude of this moment is certainly not lost on her, I can’t help feeling like nothing about this is happening like it should. CTN is pulling away from her…she’s having this out of control feud with Crystal Hilton…and she doesn’t seems a bit concerned with the fact that while every other woman had to really fight to get this opportunity, she just walked right into it without even breaking a sweat!

I seriously don’t know if she attacked Ash Scion or if she paid someone to do it…or whatever! On Sunday, she is going to be in the ring with 3 other women who did have to fight for that chance to be in the main event. I don’t think that any of them are going to take too kindly to the fact that she just waltzed in!

My mother needs to get serious and I mean very quickly! She’s relying on this crazy Asian Yakuza chick to step in and take care of all of her problems, but I can feel it in my bones…this is not going to end well for her. That bitch is creepy as fuck and crazy as hell! I don’t want her around my mother…I don’t want her around me!

I’m just confused right now…I don’t…I don’t even know what I am saying right now…

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A few minutes later the signing had begun and while Sid had initially seemed bored and disinterested, the size of the line and the energy of the fans seemed to slowly turn her. Kenzi elbowed SoLo and gave her a knowing wink to acknowledge the girl’s accomplishment…especially since she knew that Sid would never do it.

Sid beamed as she posed with fans for photos and made small talk with the loyal viewers of her show. Kenzi smiled, thinking for a split moment that everything might turn out okay after all…until she heard a commotion by the autograph booth.

“I AM NOT SIGNING THAT!!” Sidney yelled loudly.

Kenzi and SoLo rushed over as Sidney was on her feet pointing at a young Asian man who had brought a DVD copy of the pilot episode of ‘Stepping Out With Summer’ for Sid to sign. The man held the DVD out to Sid as he yelled, “SIGN IT!! IT’S A REALLY GOOD SHOW, I WATCH IT EVERY WEEK!!”

Sid slapped the DVD out of his hand as she pointed an accusatory finger in his face, “Look here you little shit! I am not on that public access channel horseshit and I am not signing it either!”

The man folded his arms as he accessed her carefully, “What’s your problem? You don’t like Asians, do you?!”

Sidney screamed, “AS A MATTER OF A FACT, I CANT STAND…”

“…WHEN PEOPLE SAY THINGS LIKE THAT!” SoLo finished for Sid, hoping to spare themselves the public relations nightmare that she knew Sid was about to start. All eyes turned to her and she immediately flushed. Despite looking as if she were about to pass out, she stepped up and attempted to defuse the situation. “Sir…I’m very sorry, but this event is for Sidney Grey fans.”

The man grinned, looking SoLo up and down, “That’s okay Baby…where does the line start for your fans?” He licked out his tongue and stuck it between his index and middle finger as he simulated giving cunnilingus. “AWWWAH!!!”

The man screamed as he was pulled out of the line by his ear like a young child, by none other than Oni Kymiku. She pulled him aside and scolded him in Korean. The man seemed completely dejected, but he bowed to her and immediately apologized to SoLo. “I’m very sorry Miss…I meant no offense.”

SoLo heard the man’s words, but she could tell by the devious look in his eyes that he didn’t mean it at all. Instead, she merely nodded as she turned her attention to Oni. “Ms. Shinsusuzki, what a surprise to see you here.”

Oni gave a coy smile. “When I heard that this event was happening, I decided to come down and see it for myself.” She looked around, “Quite an impressive turn out.”

As she turned her head, SoLo noticed a bruise on the side of her face. “Oh! What happened…did you get into a fight?”

Oni touched the bruise and shook her head. “It’s nothing, I got into a minor disagreement with a doorknob in my sister’s apartment. So tiny in there!”

SoLo glanced at Kenzi and they both immediately knew that the woman wasn’t telling the truth. Oni stared at Kenzi and a long and uncomfortable silence passed between them, before it was finally broken. Sid walked over and threw her arms around Oni, apparently startling her as she stood there wide eyed. Oni winced as Sid gave her a squeeze, and she immediately let go.

“Oh! I’m sorry! Are you okay?” Sid asked.

Oni gave a slight nod, “I’m fine…just a little…” her voice trailed off, and then she nodded, giving a dismissive wave. She gestured to the young Asian man at her side, “Ms. Grey, please accept the apology of my associate, Uzai Kazama.”

Uzai stood there staring at Sid for a moment, then he plastered on the largest fake smile that he could muster as he showed every tooth he owned. “Apologies Ms. Grey…I thought you’d get a good laugh out of signing my Summer St. Clair DVD.” He reached into his other pocket, “Or maybe my Crystal Hilton ‘Love & Roses’ CD!” He patted his other pocket, then finally pulled out what appeared to be a used tissue. “I didn’t have anything from Skye Sparks…but I have it on good authority that she might have blown her nose into this tissue a few weeks ago…of course, we would need DNA testing to be certain.”

Sid stared at the man, giving him no more than a face twitch before turning her attention back to Oni. “You’ll be okay this weekend…I mean…in case Crystal or one of her thugs tries something?”

Oni nodded, “I’ll be ready.”

Sid smiled as she patted Oni on her shoulder…

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Candid Moment: Sidney Grey

Look! I don’t need help out there this weekend…that Marquee Title is all mine, and everyone in that ring knows it! The match is a formality…but…having Oni there to keep Crystal off her game is just a bit of added sweetness on the side. Hell…if she takes Crystal or one of the other flakes out before the match like Ash Scion…so much the better for me I guess!

Crystal Hilton has overlooked and underestimated me for weeks…LAW #11 is where I get my payback and she is going to rue the day that she EVER opened her gutter-tramp mouth and let my sacred name cross her chapped-assed lips! I really hope that she is enjoying her new found popularity…she is going to need it, since that is all she’ll have after I beat her senseless on Sunday night! As for Summer and Skye…those two are just collateral damage along the way!

Summer is just a Sidney Grey rip off doing a bad impression of what Angel Kash should have been! I admire the fact that she managed to get herself on television…but lets face it…even The Situation managed to sign a TV deal! Getting your face on the screen is one thing…keeping it there, that is trick, isn’t it?

Skye Sparks has been riding on her laurels as one half of the tag team champions, and while that is a great accomplishment…being half of something good only makes you mediocre on your own! She is going to find that out on Sunday when she steps inside that ring and finds herself confronted with the fact that Zelda won’t be there to make the tag when she is getting her face bashed in by yours truly!

At the end of the day, LAW #11 is about Crystal getting what she has coming…a hospital bed next to Cynthia Warren and maybe a nice tribute like the one they didn’t do for Violet!

You know, they say that success is the best revenge…on Sunday night, success will be my middle name! First name Sidney…last name Grey…prefaced by the words ‘NEW LAW MARQUEE CHAMPION!’

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Kenzi and SoLo watched as Sidney and Oni walked off, trailed by Uzai. Kenzi leaned in to her best friend and whispered, “Did you see the way that creepy bitch was staring at me? I think she’s some kind of pervy lesbo freak! Not to mention her friend…he really seemed to like you, though.”

“Annoying bastard…” SoLo said absently.

Kenzi seemed taken aback by SoLo’s rather forward assessment. “DAMN! He pissed you off!”

She shook her head, “No! I’m sorry…it’s his name…Uzai…”

Kenzi frowned, turning to watch them still walking away. “Wow…that is fucking unfortunate. I thought my Mom hated me…”

SoLo shook her head as she turned her attention back to the event. “Lets give out some more shirts…keep this thing moving.”

Kenzi nodded as she pitched in to help…

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CTN TOWERS
Domino’s Office
25 Jul 2014


Maleek Raheem’s mouth fell open at the news he had just received from Domino. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. She smiled as she repeated the news, “Did you hear what I said? CTN has promoted you to Senior Marketing Director!”

He jumped out of his seat as he yelled, “HELL YEAH!! THAT’S WHAT THE HELL I AM TALKIN’ BOUT!!” He suddenly paused and turned to her, “This IS one of those promotions that come with a big ass pay raise…right?”

She shrugged, “According to the word on the street.”

He grinned broadly, “Oh…I am gonna promote the HELL outta some shit! You know yo’ boy is all bout that money, money, MONEY!!”

“I’m sure that you are…” Domino answered absently, “…but in the meantime, you and I have other matters to discuss. First and foremost…Sidney Grey.”

Raheem’s shoulders slumped at the mention of Sid. “Come on MAN! That is like dumpin’ cold-ass water on a brotha’s jimmy! Can we talk about some good shit…like how big of a damn raise I am gettin'?!”

Domino shook her head, “Afraid not! I don’t know if you recall, but you and I made a deal with her new manager about renewing her contract…I’d rather not have to honor that deal, if you don’t mind.”

Raheem walked back over and threw himself down into the chair. “Look! This whole thing is wired! Sid’s little show is on its last damn legs! Slo-Mo, So-So or whatever th’ hell her name is can do whatever she wants…she aint never gonna right that sinkin’ ship! Come th’ end of September…you can fire Mummy Dearest and bank roll all th’ royalties!”

Domino punched up some statistics on her computer, then turned the screen towards him. “Take a good look at that…and tell me what it says…”

Raheem looked at the latest ratings for ‘The World According to Sid’ and its timeslot and to his surprise the show was inching its way back up to the top. He leaned back and shook his head. “I don’t believe it…how is this old bitch gettin’ suckas to watch her old crusty ass?!”

Domino spun the monitor back into place and gave him a reproachful look, “Two words…good management!”

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Candid Moment: Domino

When SoLo asked to become Sid’s manager, I had figured on her positioning being brief and uneventful…who would have guessed it, the skinny little whelp has managed to do what I figured was pretty damn near impossible…make people interested in Sidney Grey!

Ordinarily I would call her into my office and see what we could do about channeling that raw potential…unfortunately, her efforts are running counter to what I have planned for Sid and her show. We are going to have to up the pressure on the poor girl I’m afraid.

I love to see a lovely young woman succeed…but not when her success is going to cost me money!

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Domino pointed at Raheem, “It was smart of you to work whatever deal you did to fire Nyako…but that…”

“Whoa!!” He raised his hands, “I didn’t do that shit! I thought you did that!”

Domino paused, narrowing her eyes as she was totally baffled by that particular turn of events. “You didn’t arrange getting her away from Sid as her trainer?” She looked away for a moment, “You don’t think that SoLo actually fired her, do you?”

Raheem shrugged, “Man! Beats th’ hell outta me! I don’t know what th’ hell is goin’ on around here anymore!”

Domino drummed her well-manicured nails on the desk as she thought through things. “Strange…but we’ll have to engage on that later. I don’t want to lose focus on the task at hand. This weekend, Sidney Grey cannot win that Marquee Title…that is added exposure that will bring in viewers.”

Raheem laughed, “That old bitch got ZERO chance of winnin’ that match! She has one legit win in LAW and I arranged that shit wit’ Angel Kash. Sid is a terrible wrestler and a fuckin’ drunk! The only way she wins that match is if th’ rest of th’ chicks that’s in it decide not to show up!”

Domino narrowed her eyes, “I hope you aren’t underestimating her? Ash Scion was suppose to deal with her…and somehow, she managed to take her out before the match.”

Raheem chuckled, “I chalk that up to Oni…or maybe some of her flunkies. Anyone who will try to stab a bitch on live TV will do anythin’!”

“Perhaps you’re right…” then countered, “…still, she is a wildcard that could seriously impact our bottom line this weekend.” She swore under her breath, “I wish I knew who was stupid enough to bring her here…I know Sid didn’t pull that rabbit out of her hat all by herself!”

“Yeah…” Raheem said weakly, slouching back in his seat as he hid his complicity from Domino…

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Candid Moment: Maleek Raheem

YO! Okay…th’ Oni thing…that’s my bad! However, I had to do somethin’! I needed to distract Nyako…CHECK…bitch is distracted! How was I suppose to know that Sid was gonna pull some fuckin’ Jedi Mind-Trick shit and bring Oni over to th’ Old side? I thought Oni hated everyone that wasn’t a damn Asian!!

That’s cool though, cuz a brotha always gots a trick or two up his sleeve. I’m like th; black David Copperfield! Instead of makin’ shit disappear, I make panties drop! Now, that’s some kinda magic fo’ yo’ ass, right?!

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“Look, Dom!” Raheem said, sitting forward. “Don’t sweat Oni…I’ll take care of her. I’ll keep her out of th’ way for th’ main event…then we’ll just sit back and watch Crystal, Summer, and Skye beat Sid’s old ass like a fuckin’ drum!”

Domino arched her brow, “You’ll keep Oni away?”

Raheem smiled, “FUCK YEAH!” He shrugged his shoulders, “I got a vibe from her on Th’ Rap Up this week…I think she gotta sweet tooth…I think she like that chocolate…if you know what I mean.”

Domino rolled her eyes, “I have NO idea where you get this stuff from! Just…just deal with it! I don’t want to know the damn details!”

“Ohhhh…you jealous Boo?” Raheem grinned, “There is plenty to go round you know!”

She ignored him as she pinned him with her gaze. “Do not let Oni screw this up!”

The smile melted from his face. “I told you…I got this!”

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Sidney Grey: Reality Really Does Bite!

Chaifetz Arena, St. Louis, MO
Following LAW #11
27 July 2014

Maleek Raheem limped through the arena, heading for the exit as he held an icepack over his groin, where he had been unceremoniously kicked by Oni Kymiku at the end of the main event. As he made it to the door, he heard his phone ring and he immediately knew who it was…and he knew that she wouldn’t be happy. He considered not answering it, but he needed to get rip-roaring drunk after the night he had and he didn’t want his phone blowing up all night and all morning.

He pulled out his phone, answering it without the need to look at the caller ID, “Dom, I already know wha…” He stopped as she immediately launched into him, not giving him a chance to speak.

He nodded as he listened to Domino berate him over the way that things had gone down in the match involving Sidney. He sighed, shaking his head as she continued to rant and rave.

“You done?” he finally was able to interject, but that only served to give her cause to launch into a whole new set of curses and gripes. He waited his turn, as she continued to yell at him.

“Look! I didn’t know she was gonna pull some shit like that?! But th’ plan was to make sure that she didn’t win…and she didn’t! I…” Raheem winced as Domino tore into him again. He listened to her rail on and waited for his chance to speak again.

“A’ight! Valid point…teamin’ wit Summer aint helpin’ our cause and it is more exposure for her show. We can still find some way to spin this…I know we can…I just need some time…”

Raheem winced as Domino slammed the phone down, producing an extremely loud and audible click. He sighed, putting his phone away as he leaned against the wall, racking his brain. He had to admit, Sid had managed to pull off quite the shocking turn of events…and with Summer St. Clair no less. She hadn’t left as Marquee Champion, but she had gained an ally and an incredible measure of revenge against the only woman who had stood against her in LAW…his former ex-girlfriend, Crystal Hilton.

He smacked his hand against his head as his thoughts turned to her. As of late, she hadn’t had anything good to say about him. She was living her own life and he wasn’t even an afterthought in it. While he didn’t feel the same way, he had moves to make and he wasn’t about to waste time living in the past…regardless of his feelings for her. He sighed…turning back to walk back inside the arena, cursing under his breath as he held the icepack in place. He needed to at least speak to someone about Crystal…just so he knew that she was going to be all right.

He headed back to the area that had been designated for the trainers. He made a few inquiries about Crystal, but no one seemed to know anything. One of them said that ‘Steve’ would probably know since he was filing all of the reports on injuries that would eventually go to management. After finding out where to find him, Raheem headed over to the office, which had been provided for the head Trainer to file his report.

As Raheem started to knock on the closed door, it flew open and a young Asian man stepped out, nearly running into him. The man glared up at Raheem, but then his face softened and a smile spread across it. “Hey! You are the guy on TV! The one with that show…yeah…I like that show!”

Raheem returned the smile, “Yeah, Th’ Rap Up! I am always happy to meet a fan.”

The man shook his head. “NO! You are on that other show! The one about the police in Los Angeles…the ones who work for the Navy!”

Raheem stared at the man, “I don’t know what hell you talkin’ bout.” Raheem walked past him, rolling his eyes as he did. As soon as he entered the room, he knew that something was off. The man who was in the office was sweating profusely as he sat behind his computer, feverishly typing away. “Hey…you Steve?”

The man glanced over at Raheem nervously, then he looked at the tiny Asian man. Looking back at Raheem, he finally answered, “I can’t talk right now…I have reports to file…”

Raheem walked in, “That’s cool bro, I just wanted to ask about Crystal Hilton…she was hurt earlier toni…”

Steve held up his hand, “LOOK! I’m busy right now…I can’t discuss the conditions of the athletes with anyone but the staff…OKAY?!”

Raheem could see that the man was agitated by a lot more than the interruption he had just caused, still he didn’t appreciate the rudeness. Crystal might have kicked him to the curve, but that didn’t mean he didn’t still care about her. He reached over the desk and grabbed Steve by the collar, yanking him out of his seat…but as he did, he couldn’t help but notice that the man’s pants were down around his ankles. Raheem let him go as he stepped back, “WHAT TH’ HELL?!”

Steve reached down and pulled up his pants, pointing to the door. “GET OUT!! GET OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW!!”

Raheem backed away, happy to be out of the room. He slammed the door shut as he turned and looked around for the tiny Asian man, but he was nowhere to be seen. The sounds of fast moving footfalls caught his attention and he turned as he saw a pair of large burly members of Security running up.

One of the men glanced down at Raheem’s backstage pass while the other one questioned him. “Sir, have you seen anyone back here without a pass?”

“Short weird-lookin’ Asian dude?” Raheem answered.

The two men looked at one another, then back at Raheem as they answered in unison, “Yeah!”

Raheem shrugged his shoulders, “No idea what you talkin’ about.” Raheem turned and walked away from the two men. He didn’t know what was going on, but he had no intention of helping anyone…especially the fake ‘boys in blue.’ Besides, he had things of his own to take care of.

Crystal was injured and he had no idea how to find her…and Sidney Grey had just thrown a serious monkey wrench into his plans. He would have to do something to fix this. Her alliance with the new Marquee Champion was the talk of the industry and it was sure to raise Sid’s stock…the one thing that Domino absolutely didn’t want. He would have to find a way to counter this move…he’d have to find a way to derail the momentum that Sid was starting to build.

He paused as the answer came to him. It wasn’t the answer that Domino would want to hear…but it was the best solution he could think of at the moment. Sometimes the best way to deal with an enemy was to make them an ally…

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Outside the Chaifetz Arena, St. Louis, MO
Following LAW #11
27 July 2014

Kenzi and SoLo stared at Sid as they sat across from her in the backseat of the limousine as they left the arena. They were both flabbergasted at the turn of events in the main event, in which Sid had allied herself with Summer St. Clair and laid waste to Crystal Hilton and Oni Kymiku. Despite the stares, Sid merely continued to recline back in her seat and sip on a dry martini, as if she didn’t have a care in the world.

“WELL?!” Kenzi finally yelled, unable to take the uncomfortable silence any longer.

Sid sat her drink down, pulling the olive from the glass and popping it into her mouth. “Well, what?”

Kenzi threw up her hands in frustration, “Well, what?! That is all you have to say after what just went down out there!!”

Sid smiled, slow and devious, “I didn’t walk out as the Marquee Champion…but I traded it in for something a whole lot better! Crystal Hilton is FINISHED!! She crossed me and now she and Cynthia Warren can hobble off together with their matching bedazzled leg casts!” She sipped her drink, then added, “You try to embarrass me…you pay the price!”

Kenzi shook her head in utter disbelief at the callousness of her mother’s words. “Mom…that woman had a stupid picture of you hanging in an arena…and you just tried to break her leg! I am not seeing any rational thinking here!!” She turned to SoLo, “Will you PLEASE talk to her So?! Tell her how crazy this is!!”

SoLo wrung her hands nervously as she looked at Kenzi and then Sid. After a moment, she turned back to Kenzi, “I don’t like this Ken…I swear to you that I don’t…but…we have to be concerned about the bottom line right now.”

Kenzi was taken completely off guard by her friend’s answer, “You aren’t seriously agreeing with this, are you?”

SoLo shook her head. “No! Not with the way that things went down…of course not!” She took an even breath as she held up her smart phone, “But we can’t argue with numbers…right now, Ms. Grey and Ms. St. Clair are trending and my inbox is filled with requests for interviews.” She put the phone away and shook her head. “I don’t want anyone to be hurt…but what’s done is done, and I have to take advantage of this or we will lose everything that we’ve worked for over the last 8 years.”

Kenzi’s mouth fell open in complete shock, she couldn’t believe what she saw tonight and she couldn’t believe what she was hearing right now…

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Candid Moment: Kenzi Grey


This is like the fucking Twilight Zone! I can’t believe this…I REFUSE TO BELIEVE THIS!! My mother is acting like a goddamn savage and SoLo is actually co-signing on that shit! Don’t get me wrong…the stunt that Crystal Hilton pulled a few weeks ago was foul, but my Mom didn’t have to go all next level on her ass. Attacking that Warren girl…probably the same thing with Scion…and now what they did to Crystal and that crazy-eyed Asian chick!

That is the one that scares me the most! There is nothing but hours upon hours of footage of this woman attacking people with barbed wire wrapped around her fists, attacking people with broken bottles…she’s completely insane! Is this REALLY a woman that you want to have upset with you?! I met her twice and that was two times too damn many!

As for Summer St. Clair…I don’t know if this woman is the ring leader or if my mother is, but neither of them seem like the kind to be watching the other’s back! They are running around LAW making enemies of everyone they meet…there is simply no way that this ends up good! Everyone needs to understand this…especially SoLo!



Kenzi took SoLo’s hand as she pleaded with her. “You have to do something about this…I don’t give a damn about ratings! My mother could be in some serious trouble here! That Oni woman is a certified nutcase!!”

SoLo dropped her head as she considered what her best friend had said. Maybe there was a way…but it required her to reveal bits and pieces of her past that she never had before. “Maybe I could talk to my sister…”

Both Sid and Kenzi answered in unison, “What sister?”

SoLo sighed, “Nyako…maybe she could say or do something.”

Sid sat forward, staring at her. “Nyako is your sister…so that means that Oni is also your sister…”

She shook her head, “No…it’s complicated…”






Candid Moment: SoLo


Is it bad that I never discussed my past with my employer before? To be perfectly honest, she never asked, so I never bothered to mention it. It simply wasn’t important and didn’t otherwise impact me in the performance of my duties. Nyako was adopted into my family and she was practically raised with me as my big sister until she just up and ran off. No hard feelings…now…I understand why she did it. It was her way of protecting me.

When I saw a chance to reach out to her, I took it. I thought it would be good for Ms. Grey to have someone decent to show her the way. All of that kind of blew up in my face when Oni showed up…but maybe that is part of the reason Nyako left. Everything that I have seen of Oni is terrible, to say the least. However…tonight…when I saw her actually trying to do the right thing out there, I have to wonder if she has turned over a new leaf or is this just some sort of game for her?

I know that what Ms. Grey did tonight with Ms. St. Clair is going to have serious repercussions, but I’m between a rock and a hard place here. I can’t take the high ground here and not capitalize on this situation. I made a promise to myself that I would save Ms. Grey’s show…and I am going to do everything that is in my power to make sure that happens.




Kenzi continued staring at SoLo quizzically, “Well?” When SoLo didn’t immediately respond, she expanded, “Are you going to uncomplicate this situation for us so we can understand what the relation is between you and them?”

SoLo looked at Kenzi and then at Sidney before finally shaking her head, “No…not now, it’s not important.”

Sid sat forward, finally fully invested in the conversation, “Look SoLo! I did not intend to draw Oni into this thing tonight…but it happened. I would REALLY appreciate it if you could help me smooth things over, if you have an in to make that happen…please use it!”

Kenzi stared at her mother, “Oh! Now you’re scared?!” Sid rolled her eyes as she sat back, picking up her phone and ignoring her daughter’s needling. Turning her attention back to SoLo, Kenzi took a deep breath, “I cannot believe that these words are going to come out of my mouth…my mother is right.” She wrinkled her nose as if she had smelled something foul. “Lord help me! She’s right about this So! If you have a connection that can make this okay…we need you to use it! Tell her that my mother was drunk or high on drugs…tell her something…tell her ANYTHING!”

“THAT IS HILARIOUS!!” Sidney yelled, drawing the attention of the two girls. She looked up from her phone with a broad grin on her face. “Oh! Sorry…Summer just instagramed me the cutest picture of Babycakes with the Marquee Title!”






She held up her phone and Kenzi and SoLo both rolled their eyes in unison. Sid waved them off, “Whatever!”

SoLo put her hand on Kenzi’s leg. “Ken, I will talk to Nyako and see what I can do…but I cannot make any promises. For all I know, she may not even talk to me after everything that has happened with her contract and my association with Sid. I might just end up making things worse!”

Kenzi put her hand over SoLo’s, “Just try…that’s all I ask! My mother isn’t going to…”

“OH MY GOD!! LOOK AT THIS ONE!! LOOK AT IT!!” Sidney held up her phone and showed them another picture that Summer had sent her. This one of Babycakes having a slight accident with the belt.





“Look! Look at the title of the picture…WHAT A PISSER!!” Sidney burst out laughing…




Candid Moment: Sidney Grey



I’m I angry that I am not The Marquee Champion? Let’s just say that I traded up! Yeah…it would’ve been nice to walk out of LAW #11 with that belt around my waist…but that match was about something much bigger than that. Crystal Hilton had the gall to think that she could try to embarrass me in front of the entire world and get away scot-free? Oh, HELL NO! I needed everyone to see what happens when you cross me!

Plain and simple, I cut a deal with Summer St. Clair a long time ago! If she made sure that I advanced by taking out Ash Scion, the one person who had blemished her record in LAW…I would make sure that she got what she wanted! Summer got gold and I got to get my hands on Crystal Hilton and make her pay through the fucking nose in front of the entire world! Every woman that I have set my sights on has been eliminated from LAW…look for yourself and see! I may not be The Marquee Champion…but you better believe that my name has just as much value as any other champion in this company, and there is no putting a price tag on that!

This little ‘misunderstanding’ with Oni is just a hazard of doing business the way I see it. What I did to Oni tonight wasn’t at all personal…I made a snap judgment when she made the wrong call. Yeah, I knew her ribs were a little sore after our earlier meeting when I gave her a nice little hug…so I took advantage! It was just love taps…warning shots at best. If SoLo can call in a favor with her sister and smooth things over, so much the better…but if she can’t…I have ZERO problem with eliminating one more annoyance from the LAW roster on my way to becoming The Queen of the Ring!

Fast forward to LAW #12 and you can already see that the stock between myself and Summer has gone through the roof! The two biggest attractions in all of LAW…facing off against the two biggest disappointments in all of pro-wrestling! Kate Steele and The Doc showed the world that they have NO business being featured by this company! The Doc got a big fat “L” on her record tonight and Kate Steele let a noob drag her around the ring like a doe-eyed jobber! It’s no wonder that Lucas put us in a match against the two of them. He’s not looking for us to give them a rub…he just wants us to rub them out!

Everyone knows that you bring in the big guns when you want to put on a big show…and when you are looking at Summer and I, you are looking at the two biggest guns in the game right now. The two of us are must-see-TV and the majority of the LAW roster is a gigantic snooze-fest wrapped in a boring wet blanket! With the pay-per-view just a few weeks away and a dud for a World Title match planned, you can look at LAW #12 as a hard reset. Once Summer and I step into that main event and destroy those two pretenders…you are going to be looking at the only two Alpha females left standing for The Queen of the Ring!

Kate and Doc…I know that you’re watching this and you’re probably doing everything that you can to find a way out of this match. I hope you do…I REALLY hope that you do! As much as the two of you don’t want to be embarrassed in the ring for a second straight show, the management of LAW doesn’t want to have to keep paying for ambulance rides!

Doc, you’re in a better position than most of the women in LAW, since you have an actual profession to fall back on once we run you out of wrestling. I don’t want you to feel bad…for a shrink, you made a damn good accounting of yourself. You inched your way past a couple of curtain jerkers and you pulled off one hell of a miracle when you fooled the LAW brass into thinking that you were worthy of being the number one contender. That’s quite an accomplishment, in and of itself. It will be a great story to tell to your children…when they ask you how their mommy ended up in a wheelchair!

And lastly…Lil’ Miss Ultra-Violence…Kate Steele! It’s great that you have a bitching nickname that explains what you are all about…since you appear so infrequently on the shows! I mean, how do you even GET a nickname like that when you hardly even get into the ring? Hey! Don’t get me wrong…I enjoyed your match last week…watching you flip your lid like a bush-league rookie was hilarious! However…you also have to consider the competition…and struggling with a noob to a double countout…isn’t the hallmark of a champion. At LAW #12…you are going to find out what a real champion and number one contender looks like when you find yourself standing across the ring from Summer and I. The best thing that you could do would be to drop that belt at our feet and take Doctor Who with you!

I am sorry if anything I had to say hurt anyone’s feelings out there, but so I hear, the truth fucking hurts! While Summer and I are standing on top of LAW drawing fans from all over…most of you chicks can’t even draw flies! Everything that I just said is 100 percent true…it is plain and simple reality…and you best believe that around here…REALITY BITES…and so do we!!

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PISSING OFF THE MASSES

Circle Press
Updated 8:15 am ET, Sunday, August 03, 2014
By Trisha VanReardon

NEW YORK CITY – NEW YORK – Social media exploded earlier in the week when Ladies All-Star Wrestling (LAW) crowned a brand new Marquee Champion in Summer St. Clair! The controversial reality star wasn’t shy about telling the world of her accomplishment or telling anyone within earshot of how great she is! St. Clair, along with Sidney Grey, took to Twitter and immediately drew the ire of fans with taunts and insults that nearly got them banned.

After a brief cooling off period, the duo are at it again, though this time they have managed to outrage the fans and athletes of LAW, not with their stinging words, but with images of the coveted LAW Marquee Championship Title and Babycakes, St. Clair’s pet dog. The initial image of the dog wearing the title belt generated a string of tweets from fans calling the picture “cute” and “adorable.”

Babycakes with Marquee Title; credit: @sidrulezthworld

Twitter Feed Captures: @petfan378: OH! So CUTE! Could just die! @sahrasmith: I WANT ONE!! ADORABLE!! @petagrrl: The New Champion…OF SWEETNESS @lawman69: I thought Summer was a blonde?

Apparently not content with the outpouring of positive responses, Grey immediately tweeted out a second image of the Championship belt being peed on by the dog with the caption #What_a_Pisser!

Babycakes with Marquee Title; credit: @sidrulezthworld

Twitter Captures: @rasslegal: This is disgusting! That belt means a lot to the fans! @violets#1Fan: REALLY?!! I HOPE YOU ALL DIE IN A FIRE!! @bobjonez: So disrespectful! I hope the Dupree’s take some action! @lawman69: I can tell that Summer isn’t a natural blonde in that picture!

This picture sparked an outrage that reverberated throughout all of LAW. To date, neither Grey or St. Clair have addressed the controversy or apologized for their actions. The hated duo are expected to face harsh fines for the posting of the photos from LAW management, but to date, no official word of any punishment has been announced.

As always, we invite our readers to weigh in and leave their thoughts on this topic.

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CTN INSIDER MAGAZINE

August 2014 Issue

Features

Page 37
Summer St. Clair, star of the breakout hit reality series “Stepping Out With Summer” stepped up in a big way when she outlasted her tournament opponents and became the new LAW Marquee Champion…with absolutely no outside assistance. Summer survived controversy after pictures surfaced of her adorable pet, Babycakes, urinating on the belt. Having set a high bar for competition and sportsmanship in LAW, Summer went on to lead her team to a dominating victory over the LAW Champion, Kate Steele and her tag team partner, the number one contender, The Doc. Summer is on an incredible roll…but now she faces her greatest challenge in “Army Strong” Gabby Camacho! Gabby has made a name for herself in recent weeks and though she stumbled on the last show, her heart and skill was more than evident. CTN Insider takes an in-depth look at both of these women on the rise and gives you our expert take on which one will leave Queen of the Ring as Marquee Champion!

Page 4
“The Golden Girl” Gabriella Salinas recently signed with LAW, but for any of her fans that knew her early in her career, this new Gabriella is a shock to the senses. “The Vain Angel” takes no prisoners and doesn’t care who has a problem with it. She burst on the American scene and immediately made waves as she made a very impressive debut and was immediately entered into LAW’s Queen of the Ring Tournament. We take a look at Gabriella’s past as we try to reconcile the irony behind the woman who wants nothing to do with being ‘golden’ having nothing but gold in her future!

Page 11
Kelly Fox has made no bones about what she is all about in recent weeks and on the last episode of LAW’s broadcast show she left no doubt that she intends to take over…by any means necessary! Kelly threw down the preverbal gauntlet when she forged her “Alliance of Violence” with the assistance of Jaymie Boone and Ashlie Helms. Fox now has her eyes set on not only the LAW Tag Team Titles, but on her sister-in-law Zelda Knite after crushing Skye Sparks. Can anyone stand in the way of Fox’s plans for domination…and more importantly…will anyone else join her?

Page 40
The line up for LAW’s massive Queen of the Ring tournament has been set and the fans are voting for their favorites…but we go one step beyond! We look at the match ups from top to bottom and give you the facts so you can pick the REAL winners! From the ranks of the undefeated like Nyako Shinsuzki and Gabriella Salinas to dark horse competitors like Keira Fisher and Miyoko Reeves…find out who will emerge victorious before the first bell even sounds!


Plus Much More!!

- CTN Insider Centerfold -

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Movers & Shakers

CTN Towers
New York City, New York
5 August 2014

Domino paced her office with her hands behind her back as she shook her head. “Explain to me ONE MORE TIME how you thought having Sid on your show was a good idea?!”

Raheem sighed, as he did his best to explain his plan. “Look Dom…this whole alliance wit’ Summer St. Clair is fuckin’ everything up! Sid’s show is actually gainin’ more of a following now from Summer fans and people who are watchin’ just to hate on them! Plain and simple…we gotta drive a wedge between them!” He touched his lip where Sid had bit him the day prior, then swore under his breath. “I’ve got a plan…”

She stopped her pacing and fixed her eyes on him. “To give her even MORE exposure?”

Raheem stood up and walked over, standing next to Domino. “You and I both know that Sid is insanely vain and jealous. We just need to exploit that fact. I say we put some shine on Summer…promote th’ hell out of her!”

“…and not Sid…?” Domino added questioningly.

Raheem smiled, “OH NO! We can promote her too…just do it a bit differently is all.” He grinned, with a shrug of his shoulders. “Also, aint’ no secret…Sid is in love wit’ yo’ boy right here…and I have all ready started workin’ that little angle as well.”

Domino narrowed her eyes. “What do you mean?”

Raheem touched his lip again, then walked to the window that looked out over the city. “I’ve been kickin’ it wit’ Summer…hangin’ out…workin’ those angles so to speak.” He turned and looked back over his shoulder at Domino, giving a wink. “It’s only a matter of time before I get th’ drawls…and once I do…”

“…Sid’s going to be completely heartbroken…and mad as hell at Summer…” she answered.

He grinned, “Not to mention th’ fact that after I hit it…Summer will do anything I ask her to. Hell…I’ll just tell her to kick that dusty old bitch to th’ damn curve!”

She rolled her eyes, “Don’t be quite so confident in your sexual prowess. If I’m not mistaken, you and Crystal were an item and you seem a whole lot more hung up on her than she does on you…just saying.”

This comment stung Raheem, but he shook his head, trying his best to laugh it off…




Candid Moment: Maleek Raheem



To borrow a phrase from Sid…Crystal FUCKIN’ Hilton! Yeah…I can’t lie, I still got feelins’ for old girl…but I aint’ bout to let that shit mess wit’ me gettin’ paid! She moved on…doin’ her thang’ and I am movin’ th’ fuck on…doin’ my damn thang! She can go kick rocks for all I care…

…

…yeah…I don’t give a damn bout’ her ass…

…

…her fine ass…

…

…THIS IS SOME OLD BULLSHIT!!



Raheem took a deep breath, fixing his gaze back on Domino. “I aint’ sweatin’ Crystal…I got my eyes on th’ damn goal at hand! We get Sid’s shit cancelled in October and we move on to th’ next big thang!”

Domino folded her arms, “Is Summer that next big thing?”

He shrugged, “She’s th’ Marquee Champion…she’s famous…why th’ hell not?”

She rolled her eyes, “Because she is just like Sid! That’s why! Why can’t you talk to that Camacho chick?” She pointed at Raheem, “That workout DVD…that was genius and it’s making a mint right now…even with the controversy over the whole frat house thing.”

“Gabby is cool as hell…but she aint’ th’ type to sign wit’ CTN.” He shook his head, “Too damn bad, really…old girl is NICE! Got a big FAT ass!”

Domino could only shake her head…



Candid Moment: Domino



If Raheem spent even a small portion of the time he wastes thinking with his penis instead of focusing on the big picture…he might be my damn boss by now! Still…his idea about driving a wedge between Sid and Summer isn’t so bad…as a matter of a fact…it’s genius really. I mean, what better way to get what you want than using your own faults against you. Sid and Summer have massive egos…this alliance can only last for so long. Once Sid sees that Summer is the one who’s shining the brightest…she’ll turn on her like a rabid dog and Reality Bites will bite the dust! Sid will have driven the final nail into her own coffin and come October…The World According to Sid will be cancelled and CTN will own the rights to it all…hook, line, and sinker!

As for Summer…we’ll see if Raheem can work the magic with her that he claims he can. If he can turn her…maybe she’ll be exactly what we need…if not…there are plenty of other fish in the sea…

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Sidney Grey’s Penthouse
New York City, New York
6 August 2014

Kenzi watched as her mother giggled like a school girl as she texted and tweeted back and forth with Summer St. Clair. Since their alliance, the two of them had become LAW’s version of Mean Girls and they had wasted little time pissing off most nearly everyone with their juvenile behavior. Admittedly, Kenzi didn’t know Summer beyond her television show, but she strongly suspected that the woman was every bit as annoying has her mother had become.

“What’s so funny Mom?! Are you and Summer making fun of the pictures of the Special Olympics kids again?” Kenzi’s question was laced with sarcasm as she asked.

Sidney peeked up over her phone, “I just got ‘friended’ by Kate Steele of all people!” Sid burst out laughing. “I thought it was amazing that she had time for Twitter when she barely had time to show her face inside a LAW ring! I swear…she’s been here longer than me, and I think I might have already had more matches than her!”

Kenzi rolled her eyes, “She’s the champion…and you…well…”

Sid narrowed her eyes, setting aside her phone for the moment. “I REALLY hope that you aren’t comparing me to that part time loser because she got lucky and got a belt dropped on her by accident?! If she faced anyone with some REAL talent, that belt would be gone in a microsecond!”

“Look Mom, I am not trying to fight with you on this…I’m really not! I just want you to realize that this isn’t a game.” Kenzi hoped that she was getting through to Sid. “Kate Steele is going to be serious competition…so you need to…”

Sid cut her off, “Kate Steele is a fucking nobody! This Sunday I will complete in the main event for the third time in a row! That is a ringing endorsement of my value to LAW. Lucas put Summer and I in this match because we represent the best that this company has to offer! Management realizes that fact, and come Sunday, I know two other bitches who are going to be just as aware!”

“Seriously…” Kenzi said, “…you don’t think that you’re just getting a LITTLE bit out of control here? You’re acting like a kid on Twitter…you’re acting like an ass on TV…and God knows what’s going to happen this weekend!” She shook her head, “I don’t know what you two have planned, but if I were you, I’d go into LAW this weekend with my head on a swivel! You two have pissed off a lot of people…what makes you think that you are just going to walk in and right back out without a problem?”

Sid narrowed her eyes, “Who is going to be a problem for us? Kate Steele and The Doc are going to be in for a long night! Trying to co-exist knowing that they will be facing one another for the title at the next show? They are going to be easy pickings for me and Summer!” Sid examined her nails with a sly grin on her face. I know you aren’t worried about Crystal Hilton! That bitch is FINISHED! We won’t see her hobbling through the halls for sometime, if she ever comes back at all! Oni might be a little upset…but SoLo is taking care of that. If she doesn’t, I guess we might have to explain things to her…one more time.”

Kenzi’s mouth fell open. “You seriously aren’t thinking of messing with that woman again?! Mom! Just let SoLo deal with it, you don’t need to do anything! Just focus on your match…PLEASE!”

Sid smirked as she picked up her phone. “Then she needs to make sure that she handles it. I am not giving that nut job the opportunity to try to stab me next! I…” Sid paused, her expression changing as she seemed to grow more somber.

“Mom?” Kenzi asked, “What’s wrong?”

Sid seemed distracted, but she eventually answered, “No…it’s…it’s nothing. Just a bunch of banter between Raheem and Summer…I guess they are getting together or something.”

Kenzi let out a hard sigh, “OMG!! Are you REALLY getting hung up over that guy?! Number one…he doesn’t like you! Number two…he is a fucking shit head! Number three…please see Number fucking two!!” She shook her head, “If Summer wants to screw him, let her do it!”

Sid was quiet as she continued scanning the messages on her phone, this time with much less zeal than before…




Candid Moment: Kenzi Grey


I know that I shouldn’t give a damn about Maleek Raheem, especially after finding out that he is one of the people pushing to have my mother’s show cancelled. I can see just as plain as day that he is pushing my mom’s buttons…doing everything he can to undermine her. Despite my statements to the contrary…she really is a smart person…so WHY can’t she see what he’s doing?!

I don’t know this Summer St. Clair person, and I am not sure that I care to…but if she is really my mom’s friend, she’ll say something about what Raheem is doing instead of egging it on. To be perfectly honest, I love the fact that the guy has zero interest in my mom. Having that asshole constantly sniffing around would be the very last thing that any of us need right now!



Kenzi got up and walked over to where her mother was sitting and plopped down beside her. “Why don’t we go out? You and me…we can hang out and do whatever.”

Sid stared at her, “You’re seriously suggesting a mother and daughter date to me?”

“Yeah! Why not?” she asked questioningly.

Sid rolled her eyes, “Number one…I’m not a square who spends time hanging out with her kid, like some kind of loser! Number two…you drink like a bitch! You can’t even hold your damn liquor!”

She glared at Sid, “I’m not 21 yet…”

“Excuses, excuses!” She turned her attention back to her phone, flipping through the various tweets as she shook her head. “Kate Steele is really starting to fucking annoy me!” She tossed her phone down. “I think I liked her better when she was doing her goddamn Invisible Man impersonation! She has NO idea what she is getting herself into this weekend! I fully intend to make her my bitch in front of the entire fucking world!”

Kenzi smirked, “Don’t you think you are taking this a little bit too seriously? I mean…she is probably doing this just to get you all fired up anyway. You saw her last match…she likes a dog fight.”

Sid narrowed her eyes, “She’s going to get a hell of a lot more than that…I promise you!”



Candid Moment: Sidney Grey


Yeah…I know that Kenzi is right and Kate is just trying to push my damn buttons…but I need to let the people out there know that I don’t take kindly to being belittled! Bitches need to know that when that mess with me…they are wading into deep damn water! So…Kate is the LAW Champion…does that mean she should automatically get my damn respect? HELL NO! Right now, she couldn’t even buy my damn respect…all she is doing is digging a deeper hole for herself with me!

I can’t believe that I am going to say this…but I am going to do the LAW fans a huge favor this weekend…I am going to make certain that Kate Steele drops that title at Queen of the Ring! I am going to guarantee…right here and right now that there will be a title change that night! I am going to beat Kate’s ass so badly that she’ll be easy pickings for The Doc.

But Doc…I hope you’re listening…don’t get too fucking happy about the big favor I am going to do you. The only reason I’m not going to cripple you on Sunday is because you had the good sense to keep your mouth shut! A word to the wise…do yourself a huge favor and stay out of our way this weekend. If you do, you might just have a title reign that lasts longer than two or three weeks!

You’ll get to wear the LAW World Title because I allow you to…but you’re going to be a transitional champion because that’s just how it fucking goes! I want you to trust me when I say this…I am going to be The Queen of the Ring…and right after that…I am going to be LAW Champion!

Reality Bites isn’t just going to rule the ring this weekend…when it is all said and done…we are going to rule this entire fucking company!

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Nyako’s Apartment
Soho, New York
7 August 2014

SoLo sat in the passenger seat of Kenzi’s car, wringing her hands nervously as they pulled up to the address she had for Nyako’s place. She took a deep breath as she stared up at the apartment building. Her stomach was in knots and she didn’t know what she’d say when she finally saw her.

Kenzi put her hand on her shoulder. “You want me to go up there with you So? I mean…if she don’t wanna listen to reason, you and me can throw them thangs on her!”

SoLo smiled weakly at the joke as she shook her head. “No…I’ll talk to her on my own…”

Kenzi squeezed her shoulder, “I’m sorry that my mother has put you in this predicament So…I mean…by all rights, she should get whatever it is she has coming to her, but…that Oni chick has a screw loose. As much as I disagree with my mom…I don’t want to see her get hurt. I hope you understand that.” Kenzi frowned, feeling terrible about the position her best friend was now in.

SoLo put her hand on Kenzi’s, “It’s okay…I completely agree with you. I mean, Sid isn’t my mother…but I have been with her everyday over the last 8 or 9 years. She’s important to me as well, good, bad, or whatever…I have to try to make this thing okay.”

Kenzi nodded as she mouthed the words; ‘Thank you…’

SoLo stepped out of the car and walked towards the building…



Candid Moment: SoLo


I know that my sister is not going to take kindly to me being the advocate for Sid after what she did on the last show…but I have to try to smooth things over. I don’t know Oni beyond the things I have heard and seen on video…but it’s more than enough for me to realize that my employer is in some serious bodily danger. All of that, coupled with the fact that I know that Nyako is certainly more than a little pissed off with Sid and me…and this little meeting takes on a whole new significance.

I don’t know if she’ll listen to me…and I don’t know that she can even convince Oni to let Sid slide for what she did. This might be a giant waste of time…but I have to try to do something. If not for any other reason than I really want to finally sit down with her and talk…just like real sisters…

SoLo stood outside the apartment door…contemplating what she would say to Nyako…assuming that she even let her in. That was part of the reason why she didn’t bother calling ahead to let her know that she was coming over. If she had said no and hung up on her…that would have been that. At least this way…she’d have no choice but to talk to her face to face, even if it was only for a minute.

SoLo took a deep breath and knocked on the door, wiping her sweaty palms on her skirt as she tried to organize her thoughts. She listened hard and she thought she heard footfalls coming to the door, but when it didn’t immediately open, she figured that Nyako had seen her through the peephole and had decided against opening it. She reached up to knock again, but the door opened up and SoLo’s breath caught in her throat as she came face to face with Oni instead…

“Well now…if it isn’t Sidney Grey’s little pet…” her dark eyes narrowed. “…what a happy day this has just turned out to be…”


To be continued by Oni Kymiku...

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You're On Notice!!!


{Following the events of LAW #12 Sidney Grey was in an absolute rage as she hurled boxes, chairs, and anything she could get her hands in the backstage area. LAW Interviewer, Carmen Diaz stuck her head out around the corner, clearing her throat to get her attention.}

Carmen Diaz: Ehem! Excuse me…Ms. Grey…could we get a word?

{Sid stopped her tirade, turning and glaring at Carmen for a moment, before she finally straightening her attire and collecting herself. She walked over and Carmen asked her first question…}

Carmen Diaz: Ms. Grey, tonight you and Summer St. Cla…

{Sid snatched the microphone out of Carmen’s hand and pushed her out of frame. Her face twisted into a mask of rage as she pointed at the camera.}

Sidney Grey: Tonight, Summer and I made the so-called wrestlers who are suppose to be the best that LAW has to offer look like the complete and total jokes that they are! We beat them soundly…and we made it look easy! We should be the toast of the town right now…but instead we get attacked from behind by a couple of cowards who are trying to steal our thunder!

{Carmen attempted to chime in as she leaned into the microphone.}

Carmen Diaz: Actually…it was you and Summer who had attac…

Sidney Grey: SHUT UP B*TCH!!!

{Sid stared down Carmen, then continued her rant.}

Sidney Grey: Nyako…you have ZERO reason to stick your nose in my business! You’re crazy f*cking sister is the one who started this…you need to put a leash on her…if you know what’s good for the both of you! I swear…if you EVER try to do something like that again…I will slap you so hard that your eyes will be straight! Count on that…

{Sid took a deep breath before addressing the next situation.}

Sidney Grey: Crystal F*CKING Hilton! I blame you for ruining my opportunity at becoming Queen of the Ring! I should be in that tournament…but instead I am stuck getting my hands dirty with the likes of YOU! That’s okay Crystal…whatever! I’ll deal with LAW and their sh*tty decision…count on that! As for you…you are going to feel pain like you’ve never felt before in your life! Don’t worry about losing this match…consider the bigger picture…I’m not just taking you out of this match…I am taking you out of professional wrestling…

{Sid turned and glared at Carmen, then dropped the microphone at her feet as she walked off angrily.}

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Sleeping With The Enemy


SIDNEY GREY'S LOFT

New York City, New York

13 Aug 2014

“SUMMER ST. CLAIR IS A FUCKING BITCH!!” Sid screamed as she threw the latest edition of CTN Insider across the room. “She won that title because of ME!! She was going to make sure that I became the Queen of the Ring and I would get a shot at the World Title!!”

Kenzi watched her mother’s tantrum and shook her head. “Mom, I am totally NOT on Summer’s side…but I doubt very seriously that she had a hand in writing that article or any of the other fucked up shit that CTN has been doing as of late. If you didn’t believe what SoLo told you about what Domino and Raheem were planning, you should absolutely believe it now!”

Sid stared at Kenzi for a moment, then straightened herself. “Raheem would never turn on me like that…”

Kenzi’s mouth fell open, “MOM! He trashes you on Twitter every damn day…how can you even say something like that?!!”

Sid chuckled as she walked over to the bar and poured herself a drink, “That’s just playful banter sweetheart…when you find a man…or a woman…or whatever it is that you’re into…you’ll see it for yourself.”

Kenzi rolled her eyes, “God…I hope stupid isn’t hereditary!” She walked over and snatched the drink out of Sid’s hand. “Instead of deluding yourself…and polluting yourself, why don’t you focus on the fact that you have a match in less than two-weeks with a very pissed off woman who wants to tear your damn head off!”

Sid snatched the drink back, spilling a quarter of it in the process. “Crystal FUCKING Hilton is all washed up! That bitch is the reason why I am not getting my rightful chance at being the Queen of the Ring! She’s going to pay for that…I swear to you…I am going to take EVERYTHING from her!” Sid powered down her drink, waving Kenzi off as she tried to stop her. She slammed down the empty glass, and wiped her mouth. “She’s not the only one who’s going to pay for this…I promise you that!”

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Candid Moment: Sidney Grey

Am I pissed at being excluded from the Queen of the Ring? FUCK YEAH I AM!! I am royally pissed that I am stuck in some ridiculous ‘I Quit Match’ with some irrelevant gutter tramp when I should be kicking ass and getting crowned Queen of this goddamn pisshole! This is Hilton’s doing…and she will pay for it, that’s a goddamn promise! I thought she got the message when I ended her friend Cynthia Warren and I nearly did the same to her…but I guess the dumb bitch is hard of hearing from all the water in her ears from when she took her inner tube ride to get to this country! She’s going to wish that the fucking sharks had eaten her ass after I’m done with her at QotR…bet everything you own on it!

As for the rest of the women who are all clamoring to get what belongs to me…the title of Queen of the Ring…I feel sorry for whomever ‘wins’ it! Everyone will know that they are a fraud and at the very best…they are the fucking runner up! I am going on record right now and saying this…the so-called winner of that match will answer to ME at QotR! I am going to make sure that everyone on the planet sees them for what they are…a pretender…a second string player! I am going to get into that ring and I am going to slap the taste out of their mouth on live television…and if they dare to raise a hand to me…I am going to end them right there in the center of the ring!

After I deal with that situation…it only leaves me and my dear friend Summer St. Clair! I don’t know how much of this bullshit with CTN is her doing…but I have ZERO intention of letting it go on any longer! She and I are going to have it out before QotR and if I don’t like the answer I get from her…Reality Bites is going to be a distant memory…just like her career!

I am through playing games around here! I single-handedly destroyed the pair of bumbling idiots who are wrestling for the LAW Championship…and I STILL am not getting the respect that I deserve?! I am going to take what is owed to me from now on…and no one is going to stand in my fucking way…not Nyako Shinsuzki or her crazy fucking sister! Not Gabby FAT ASS Camacho! Not Crystal FUCKING Hilton! No one…not even my besty Summer St. Clair…ABSOLUTELY NO ONE!!

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NEW YORK CITY, NEW YORK

A Few Hours Later…

Sidney stuffed her clothes into a bag angrily as Kenzi walked into her mother’s room, wondering what she was up to now. She posted her hands on her hips and cocked her head to the side. “What are you doing? Are you going somewhere?”

Sid glanced at her daughter, then rolled her eyes as she continued to pack. “Darling, I think that is the general idea behind packing…taking trips and such. Christ! I can’t believe I spent all that money to send you to a fucking private school and this is what I end up with.”

Kenzi ignored her jab. “Where are you going?”

She finished stuffing her bag then slammed it shut. “I am going to have it out with the LAW Marquee Champion! I want to know why she is doing all of the things that she is doing…when we are suppose to be partners!”

Kenzi gave a frustrated sigh. “MOM! You know as well as I do that Summer has ZERO control over what CTN does! Again…you know that this is Domino and Rahe…” Kenzi stopped in mid-sentence as she realized what this was really all about. “OMG! You are TOTALLY trying to stop Summer from sleeping with Raheem! JESUS MOM!!”

Sid narrowed her eyes at her daughter. “I don’t care who Summer is sleeping with!”

“No, but you care about who RAHEEM is sleeping with!” Kenzi countered.

Sid rolled her eyes, grabbing her bag as she headed for the door. “I’ll be back in a few days!”

Kenzi was hot on her trail, “Mom! Do NOT do this!! I…”

Both women came to an abrupt stop as they ran into SoLo as she stood in front of the door. “Ms. Grey, we need to talk about this past weekend! We need to talk about what you did to Oni and Nyako!”

Sid sighed, then pushed past SoLo. “I have a flight to catch! I don’t have time for this!”

SoLo grabbed Sid by her arm, “I GAVE THEM MY WORD THAT YOU WOULDN’T DO ANYTHING!!”

Sid jerked her arm away from SoLo then stuck her finger in the young girl’s face. “You better learn how to deal and how to do it quickly! Keep on living your life with your fucking heart on your sleeve if you want to…but sooner or later someone is going to disappoint you!” She paused, “Nine times out of ten…it’s going to be someone that you love…don’t give them the chance…do unto others before they do unto you!”

Sid glared a SoLo for another long moment until the young girl finally looked away. Sid grunted, then turned and headed out the door and towards her car. Kenzi ran to the door, yelling for her mother, but Sid paid her little attention as she tossed her bag into the seat, climbed in, and waved as she peeled out to catch her flight.

Kenzi shook her head as she leaned against the door, not believing her mother’s juvenile behavior. She turned to SoLo, but she could immediately see that Sid’s words had cut the girl deeply. Kenzi put her hand on SoLo’s shoulder. “So? What’s wrong?”

SoLo wiped at a tear that spilled down her cheek, shaking her head as she remembered the day that Nyako had left…ran out on the family…ran out on her. No explanation…just gone. Nyako had been everything to her…and she had nearly died when her big sister left. She had been inconsolable for weeks…she had even run away herself…looking for her sister. It had been a scary time…one that had almost ended tragically for her…but that was a story for another time. Sid’s words had brought it all back to her, the jab about family hurting family.

SoLo looked at Kenzi, shaking her head. “There’s nothing wrong…nothing that talking is going to solve…”

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Candid Moment: SoLo

My sister…sisters now I suppose, probably both hate me. I acted as the advocate for Ms. Grey…I gave them both my word that my employer would not go after them. I caused them both to lower their guard and because of it, Oni is in the hospital and its all my fault!

I finally reconnect with my sister…I find out that I have another one in Oni…and in a single night I manage to screw everything up! I have no idea how to make this right…I have no idea at all!

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SoLo plopped down on the couch as Kenzi settled in close beside her. “Nyako and Oni are both going to kill me…”

Kenzi frowned, she could see the hurt radiating off her best friend and she knew that she was being completely genuine. “Look So, this isn’t your fault! My mother is acting bat-shit fucking crazy right now! I’ll help you explain things to them…at least then you won’t have to die alone if they still decide to kill you…okay?”

SoLo looked at Kenzi, a small smile touching her lips as she nodded. The smile faded as she glanced back over at the open door. “Where is Ms. Grey going?”

Kenzi rolled her eyes. “Chasing after Raheem and Summer…I hope she doesn’t find them…that will be one more giant cluster to deal with if she does!”

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TIAMAN RESORT
15 Aug 2014

Raheem sat down hard in the private booth he had gotten for himself and Summer at the exclusive resort. He had paid a small fortune for it, but he was sparing no expense on this operation. He needed to drive a wedge between Sid and Summer and he was employing every weapon in his arsenal. He had wined and dined Summer…heaped gifts on her and treated her to a magical island getaway. He knew that he she was over the moon and completely loving everything about this. Summer enjoyed fine things…and even more than that…she enjoyed rubbing it in other people’s faces. Nothing had given Summer as much pleasure as seeing the jealous looks on the faces of the other women on the island when they saw the lavish treatment she was getting. Phase one was complete…

Raheem wiped the sweat from his face from the dancing the two of them had done, all but clearing the dance floor with the sexually charged nature of their moves. Raheem had prided himself on being the one in control of every situation, but he had to admit, he had nearly lost it out there on the middle of the dance floor when she grinded against him without any regard for who was watching or where they were. The girl could certainly go…and he could hardly wait to see how fast she really went. Her hands were all over him and at one point he felt her hands sliding down the front of his pants…he paused to find her room key card sticking out from his waistband. She gave him a wink as she bit her lower lip seductively and gestured for him to meet her in ten minutes. Phase two was complete…

Raheem grinned to himself as he saw the buxom waitress who had been eyeing him the entire time he had been there walking up to their private booth. The girl smiled as she placed a large bamboo cup down in front of him.

“Complements of the lady” she said, giving him an approving once over before turning and walking away with a swish of her hips.

Raheem cocked his head to the side as he watched her hips sway back and forth. “Hummmm!” he said, shaking his head as he picked up the cup and took a sip. He pulled it back and stared at it for a moment, “WHOOOOO!!” He grinned as he spoke to himself out loud, “Damn! Summer trying to get a brotha tightened up!” He gulped down the rest of the drink and left five hundreds sitting under the cup. He wasn’t ordinarily this generous, but things were looking up.

He stood up and rolled his shoulders. Tonight was going to be big. Plan D was in full effect…and it was only a matter of time before Summer was going to be screaming his name with her legs pinned to the sides of her head. By the time he was done turning her out, the days of Reality Bites would be numbered!

Raheem headed to the private elevator, with only a slight hitch in his step as the alcohol hit his system. He paused by the door for a second to check his breath one last time, then nodded as it passed the test. He glided into the elevator and inserted the key card into the reader that would take him directly to the secluded penthouse he had arranged for her. The cost had been outrageous, but the return was going to make this all well worth it.

By the time the elevator reached the top floor and the doors opened, he was three sheets to the wind and ready to set sail on the U.S.S. St. Clair. He stumbled out of the elevator, but quickly recovered, turning the stumble into an awkward looking dance step. He paused as he looked around the magnificently adorned suite, which opened into a giant atrium with exotic flowers and plants of all varieties. He turned around, shaking his head as he whistled to himself. “Forty-two grand a night…yeah…this some crazy ass shit!”

He headed through the great room and paused as he looked over and saw a pair of black silk panties hanging from a marble statue of The Thinker. He grinned as he staggered over and plucked them off the statue, running them under his nose, then smiling as he stuffed them into his front pocket. He patted the statue on the head, “I know what yo’ ass been thinkin’ bout!” He headed deeper into the suite and noticed a matching lace bra discarded and hanging from the corner of an expensive looking painting, now canted to the side. He grinned, running his hand over the delicate material, then straightening the painting. “Oh…she a freaky ass bitch…and a brotha gonna tear that ass up!”

He continued to follow the clothing items all the way to the great master bed, which sat in the center of an oval shaped room, surrounded by a glass dome that allowed an unhindered view of the starry night sky and the surrounding skyline. The bed slowly rotated as he stepped up and examined the carefully down turned sheets that simmered in the candle lit room. He collapsed back on the bed and stared up as the massive bed spun slowly around. He could feel himself getting lighter and lighter by the moment as he stared up into the heavens. This was an experience that you shared with someone special. As soon as the thought crossed his mind…it immediately turned to Crystal Hilton.

He and Crystal had been involved for quite a while…and though things had ended between them, he was often reminded of her and the time they had spent together. He regretted how things had ended with her…but they were moving in separate directions…at least that is what he had told himself. Regardless…it was over between them and she had little trouble moving on. He apparently couldn’t say the same…

“FUCK!”

He tried to sit up, but his body felt like it was pinned in place. His head swam and he collapsed back down into ridiculously soft silken sheets. He could barely keep his eyes open, but he struggled to do so. He had a mission to complete…and there was nothing that was going to stand in the way of him doing what he needed to do.

He glanced over as he heard the door open and the perfect silhouette of Summer St. Clair was framed by the light from the room behind her. She struck a cord with him, no doubt about it, but his thoughts were still swirling with images of Crystal. He knew that he needed to focus on what he needed to do…but the images of his former beau were devastatingly inviting. There was no need to waste a perfectly good fantasy…so he went with it. Summer could be Crystal for one night…she wouldn’t know the difference…getting your mind blown was getting your mind blown, no matter how you looked at it.

Raheem settled into the fantasy and let nature take its course, even as he felt himself floating further and further away from where he was. He didn’t know if he would remember anything the following day…but that didn’t matter…so long as she did.

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TIAMAN RESORT

The Following Morning...

Raheem felt wet kisses on his cheek and he smiled. “You ready to go again, huh girl?!” He opened his eyes and came face to face with Summer’s pet, Babycakes. He sat up abruptly, “WHAT TH’ HELL!!” Babycakes ran to the foot of the bed and sat down, staring at Raheem and barking.

Raheem shook his head as he sighed, he was hung over in a way he had never been before…but that was a minor annoyance. He glanced over at Summer St. Clair as she slept soundly still rumpled up under the covers. Plan D had come together and judging by the condition of the bed, he had put in serious work. Still…it never hurt to tune a chick up at least one more time with a little morning nookie.

He glanced over at Babycakes who continued to bark at him. “You might want to get outta here…I’m bout to knock th’ bottom outta yo’ girl one more time!”

Babycakes hopped off the bed and ran to the door, turning to glace at him one more time before running off. Raheem shook his head with a chuckle as he turned towards Summer. “Hey girl, I…”

Raheem froze as he came face to face with smiling face of Sidney Grey. “Did I just hear you say something about…knocking the bottom out of someone?”

He jumped out of the bed, his face a mask of confusion. “WHA…WHAT TH’ HELL?!! I…” He paused as he realized that he was completely nude. He quickly snatched the sheet off the bed, spilling Sidney out and onto the floor, naked as the day she was born as well. “AHHHHH!!!” He screamed as he tried to cover his eyes. “WHAT TH’ FUCK?! WHAT TH’ FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?!!”

Sidney leapt onto the bed and batted her eyelashes at him, “Let’s not just talk about it…lets be about it! Last night was great…but I have always been more of a morning sex kinda girl.”

Raheem shook his head, “N-No! NO! NOOOOOOOO!!! Where’s Summer? WHERE IS SHE?!!”

Sidney shrugged, “Out seeing the island. I told her that we would stay with Babycakes.”

Raheem stumbled back and ran into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. He stared at himself in the mirror. “Wha…what th’ hell…?” His entire neck and chest was covered in hickys. “No…I didn’t sleep with Sid…no…NO!!” He paused and looked down as he opened the sheets…only to see even more hickys. “NOOOOOOOOOOO!”

Outside in the bedroom, Sidney giggled as she spoke with Summer on the phone.  "Well played girl...well played! Yeah, he is TOTALLY out of his mind right now!  If he hasn't learned his lesson yet...he will!  No one is coming between us...not CTN or anyone else!  We are going to rule Queen of the Ring...one way or another!"