When the camera turned on that laughter was heard quite clearly throughout the room. Not any normal laughter though... no a mechanical laughter. The view would be familiar to all the ACW fans as well as the ACW stars themselves. A gym, the equipment tossed this way and that as if a scuffled had occurred...which it had! Two weeks ago when Alexa made her way into the home of Kelsia Vector and attacked her, and from the looks of it Kelsia had left things the way they were. Broken glass.. and blood was still staining the floor. The reason it was still like this?!? Kelsia had left it this way knowing each time she seen it, the anger she had inside her towards Alexa Rose was going to continue to build until she had to let it loose.... on Alexa Rose... and no one else.

That laughter continued as the camera turned its angle coming to Kelsia finally. She was with a bucket in hand placing it onto the floor and tossing a rag within it as she brushed her hands on the sides of her blue jean shorts she was wearing. That laughter stopped as she looked towards the camera and with her finger lifting to perform the 'come hither' motion the camera zoomed in.

"Barbie... are you ready to play?"

That one sentence was all she said before laughing once more and turning her back to the camera after picking up that rag and draining the water from it. The wall that rag came to was with spotted blood here and there and Kelsia got to work on it. That tattoo she had gotten the week before was shown with ease seeing as her hair was tied up in a knot keeping it off her back and the shirt she wore was a black halter. 

"Did I say Barbie? I am sorry, Melissa is it? You must forgive me for not remembering you. Nothing really stands out. I thought you were new to the roster, then I came to find out looking into things... you have been here for a little while now. Not only that... You have been in the ring as well!"

Kels kept her attention on the wall in front of her instead of the camera as she spoke. She had done it intentionally because not to look at the camera would be complete disrespect for her opponent... and that was what she wanted. 

"Oh yes. I have done my homework on you girl. Little Miss Priss has a big old home. Goes tanning, gets her nails done, her hair did. Whatever you have thought coming into ACW Melissa... forget it now. You want to do what needs to be done to get that title around your skinny little waist? That requires winning. This week, you will NOT be winning this match. I will destroy you in that ring. And when I am announced the winner of the match? You will be one slot lower on the ranks of next in line for that title shot... while myself? My streak will continue, and my name will have moved up on that list once more."

She turned quickly dropping that rag into the bucket before stepping closer to the camera.

"Now get the hell out of here, after all.... What Kelsia wants... Kelsia gets!"

She laughed even harder as she just stole Melissa's catch phrase. The camera man backed up heading out of the room, before the feed cut to nothing.