[This was my post for the Nasty 8 Tournament I entered with Kaylyn and just thought I would share it with everyone. Round 1 complete... onto round 2. <3]


“Once more I am finding myself back in the ring... Having just returned to American Championship Wrestling after another departure thanks to one Brianna D'Angelo. But not only is it ACW I have returned to, now... I am venturing elsewhere, and stepping in the ring with those I have never gotten into action with before. Seeing as that is the case.. It is only fitting that I give you some background information on myself, so you have some inkling of a clue as to what you are up against.”

The voice had to be placed, and seeing as it was a home gym it was easy to place it. Kaylyn James Evans was set for tackling the gym, and maybe not so much for company. Her attire was less then undergarments even, but it was comfort and that's all that mattered to her. A pair of blue jeans were cut down to the length of the zipper alone, her shirt just barely covering her nipples, but it covered all she needed it too.. the assets that were showing below the nipple did not matter to her. Her body was glistening from a great workout.. however, she was not quite done yet.. only on a break.

“I have been in and out of federations for years now, and before that, I was at home kicking my brothers... yes, plural.., kicking my brothers asses... So stepping into the ring against anyone is absolutely nothing to me. When I first came to American Championship Wrestling, I was the one that sat back and got walked over... that lasted less then a month before I stepped up and ran my mouth more then any of them could handle.. and you know where that got me? Above all the rest. I was tired of being walked all over, and I will be damned if me stepping into another company will start any of that all over again. Get it straight here and now.. while I know I am a work of art.. I am a dangerous weapon... and I am talking outside of the bed room right now.” 

With a little laugh she sent a wink towards the camera before continuing.

“Now, when my name is mentioned... hell, even when I was seen backstage before resigning... everyone knew who I was... and they were afraid too. Everyone has come to see that I am not just the girl next door... and you will come to see that in the ring Mr. Young. You know I don't care how things work over in Full Circle Wrestling... but when I am, things just don’t go round and round. Where I am from things get ended... and that is what you have to look forward to... now, if you don't mind... cut the -ACW Forced Censored- camera until tomorrow.”

As Kaylyn turned her back to sit down on the bench baring her back to the world the camera feed ended... 

When it returned it was to see a letter taped on the front door to Kaylyn's place in Tennessee.






04-13-2011

One thing I have come to see, is that in the ring... is where my heart is. I have been in and out of the ring over the years for many reasons, and no matter what happens, I have always come back. The thing that kept me out the most was the hardest for me to ever deal with. Cancer is no joke... it eats you away from the inside out, and not many can live to say they have defeated it.

I am one of the lucky few, I have defeated cancer after it sat there eating away at me. I am sure everyone is wondering just why I am writing this down. Quite simply, because I beat it. I defeated it, just like I will get into the ring and defeat everyone that comes into my way. We all have battles in life... and while I may have some that others have not, I am sure they have had their share also. I just have no problem laying all of mine out on the line. I am giving you an open book, so when you do face me in the ring, there are no excuses. And when you do come to lose... I don't want you to be hurt because it was by a female either. I have taken out men before... and I will do it again. I know how to look at a weakness... and take it down, break it apart, until there is nothing left. Cancer... that was a weakness for me... and now.. it is ancient history. 

Mmm, history. The word can mean a husband who was tossed aside and refused to sign the divorce papers until you... gave him a reason to. It could mean business associates getting taken out in the middle of the ring for trying to run your life for you.. or tell you how too run it. Hell... it could mean Brandon Young after I am done with him this weekend... or just the same, it could turn out to be me in this tournament. Only thing with all those things is... the latter.. I never count myself out of the game.. not even when the game is counting me out. Speaking of out... I decided on a spa day... guess you will have to try me again another time, because I am done writing here. Looks like these nails can use a make over also. And before you get to thinking it... I am not some girly girl who will get in the ring and cry if I break a nail. I am a girly girl who will get in the ring, kick you ass, and go out for a manicure after to fix anything that might have broken... and trust... I break a lot. Not just on my body either. Remember that toots.
~Kaylyn J. Evans~





When the camera returns live once more it is to see clips running across the screen. 


::The harsh sound of flesh upon steel sounded twice before Alexa caught herself and rocked Kelsia with an elbow to the stomach before trying to reverse the assault. Grabbing her by the hair, Alexa gave her opponent a wicked head shot on the stairs, sending her back with a hand to her face. Driving a boot into her unprotected abdominal, Alexa showed off her power with an over-the-knee backbreaker, then by keeping Kelsia in her arms and driving her down to the mat-covered concrete with a body slam. The impact arched Kelsia’s back and brought a wince to her face, but she fired back with a surprise right hand to Alexa’s jaw when an attempt to lift her was made.::

“This here, and the clips that will follow, are all from a street fight between Alexa and I... she was my first rival ever in ACW... and that was over two years ago... ask her now what terms we are on... and you will come to see the rival never ended. It just burned and continues to get more steam within it as the days go by”

On her feet with the help of the announcer’s table, Kelsia landed a kick and tried to pull Alexa into a piledriver, but found herself lifted overhead and nearly onto her back. Landing deftly on her feet, she hooked in a full-nelson and quickly drove Alexa to the mat with a KV Bomb before rolling on top of her opponent and hooking a leg. The referee had followed them out and was quickly in position, but the pin only got a two. Up on her feet, Kelsia leaned into the announce table and drove the boots to Alexa before picking her up and bouncing her head off the wood.::

“Oh, when she kicked out of the KV Bomb... I had no idea what I was going to do... my finisher only got a two count.. but still, I did not let that get to me, I was back in the action moments later.”


::Whipping Alexa back-first into the stairs, Kelsia went to the ring apron and threw up the cloth, peering under it for some manner of weapon. Coming out with a classic black steel chair, she teed off and swung hard at Alexa, who barely rolled away from the steps before steel smacked steel. The shock of the impact almost made Kelsia drop the chair, but she held on and went for another shot that nearly destroyed the timekeeper’s table when Alexa dodged the bullet again. On the third attempt, Alexa stopped her with a near low-blow before yanking the furniture out of her hands and driving the top into her stomach followed by a hard strike to her back. Kelsia dropped to her hands and knees from the impact and Alexa dropped the chair on the mat before pulling her up, looking for a backdrop suplex onto the chair.::

::As she’d done with the reversed piledriver attempt, Kelsia landed on her feet and grabbed Alexa, this time by the head before driving the back of it down to the floor and the chair. The impact was vicious and Alexa rolled about on the mat holding her head while Kelsia looked down at her with a vicious look in her eyes. Back to the ring, she searched around under it before she came up with her pipe…the same one she’d used against Alexa weeks ago. Already fighting her way back up, Alexa’s brief comeback was halted when Kelsia drove the head of the pipe into her stomach. Bringing the weapon up and around Alexa’s neck, Kelsia pulled back hard as the steel pressed against her opponent’s throat. The referee tried to admonish Kelsia, but there was little he could do.::

“As you can see, not only do I get put through hell... but I put others through hell as well. I have no boundaries. This was a street fight.. because we wanted to make sure we could destroy one another."


::Back up onto the stage, Alexa waited for Kelsia to get to her feet before leaping off with a double axe-handle that drove her back down. But when she pulled Kelsia up, the woman fought back with a rake of the eyes and an elbow to the jaw before following up with a neckbreaker. Using the opportunity to set up more punishment, Kelsia would set up a table below the stage, coming back over to Alexa and ramming her head twice into the side of the stage to keep her docile. A chair shot to the back further exacerbated the situation, but a swift chop to Kelsia’s chest as she lifted the chair for another blow made her drop it. Taking it up herself, Alexa waffled Kelsia across the head with the weapon, busting her open.::

::Driving Alexa to the floor hard with a vertical suplex, Kelsia left her lying and moved ahead, perhaps seeking a weapon or a new place to cause carnage. She left Alexa too long, however, and turned back to a pair of hard right hands and a one-way ticket into a vending machine. The lights within flickered from the impact as Kelsia’s body crashed into it…and when she crumbled to the mat, it actually dispensed a soda. Taking the can from the tray, Alexa popped the top and took a swig…then slammed the still-full can against her opponent’s bleeding forehead.::

::From there, Alexa picked up a nearby chair and laid into Kelsia with a few blows to the torso before seeing something out of the corner of her eye that backed her off. Tony and Adrean were coming towards her, looking to stop this assault. Tony moved to pull Kelsia up while Adrean forced Alexa to keep her distance by getting between them…though the chair-wielding woman seemed to be keeping them at bay as well. Once Kelsia was up, though, she realized what was going on and demanded a chair of her own. The moment Tony put it in her hands, though, she rammed the top into his stomach and then slammed it against his back, driving him to the floor. A hard blow across the head took care of Adrean, and allowed her to turn her attention back to the shocked yet smiling Alexa. One-on-one, indeed.::


“You know, I have to admit the boys had no idea what hit them. I told them to stay in the back... let me handle things on my own... but no, they did not want to listen. So they seen me take a beating... I know for sure they did not learn their lesson after that one.”

:Seemingly with her last burst of adrenaline, Kelsia hit a drop toe-hold that smacked Alexa face-first into the door…which didn’t give one bit. Already behind Alexa, Kelsia drew her head back and hooked a handful of the waistline of her ring gear. Using the door for added push, she hit her backflip reverse DDT down to the hard floor with gut-wrenching impact. Rolling into the cover, Kelsia hooked the far leg as the referee dropped to count.::

MS: “One…two…three! And absolutely no surprise about it after that impact!”

RJ: “Right on the wound taken from that glass door, too! Alexa might just have a concussion on top of everything else. Kelsia can’t even get to her feet to have her arm raised!”

::True enough, the referee has to signify her victory while she was still on her back, though she managed to get up against the wall before her associates, still stinging from her assault upon them, got her to her feet and allowed her to properly celebrate her victory.::

HL: “The winner of the match…Kelsia Vector!”

MS: “That, friends, was a street fight! A boston Street Fight for that matter! And it took two women to get it done!”

::Tony and Adrean, each with one of Kelsia’s arms around their shoulders, led her back to the locker room while the EMTs checked on Alexa who was upright but glassy-eyed from the impact.::


“All in all I won the match. Did it one on one... well, technically one on three since I took my associates out before they could get involved. I got tossed into a soda machine, delivered the goods, got hit in the head with them... tossed through glass, and so much more. I have been through hell and back in this company and those clips were only from one little match. How's that fee Brandon? Knowing I can go through all of that and not have a fear in the world? I have stepped into the ring with Snake, and many others, got my ass handed to me... but never once did I ever back down... and this week, it will be the same. I wont back down. If anything I will get right in your face and give you a reason to hit me. I sure as hell hope you are not one of those pussies that won't hit a girl because I promise you, I will say and do anything to change that. Once I step into the ring... I am lethal. Ready to be hit?”

“Now, while there is so much more I could say... I want to see if I can make it past the first round here. Once I do I will go on with some more about me. Hell, If I lose... you bet your ass you will see me again, because that just how hard I come.”

Kaylyn not once turned towards the camera, her voice having been behind it all the while, but the feed ended as it should have, and behind that blank screen was a woman ready to fight.