Kelsia was not worried about anything fancy this week. She was not going to go all out and make a fancy promotion. No, her time was going to be spent doing other things. The screen when one tuned into the ACW station was black with white Old English script written across it. One word was written. "Fierce." That word stayed there for some time before fading away and then another thing popped onto the screen. This time a phrase, or rather, a definition. "A living organism, that carries microorganisms from an infected person to another person."

Why would such things come across the ACW viewers screens? As that definition vanished the scene came into play slowly coming onto the screen. Kelsia Vector was sitting in a white chair. It looked way to big for her but it was comfortable and that was noticeable. Her hair was worn down but instead of the long black straight hair of the normal she now was sporting a set of curls falling nice and freely behind her and down each side of her face resting on her chest. Her hands were resting on the arm rest, forearms flat against it. Nothing out of the norm. She was actually just sitting there for once. What would be out of the norm was the picture behind her. A full screen photo of a steel cage showed behind her. It was there to represent what was coming this weekend. 

Hands ran along that smooth cushioned material as she sat there. Right leg lifted and came to cross over the left, no peek given to anything that should not be seen from under that beige mid thigh length skirt she had on. A black button up shirt was undone and beneath it was a white tank top with Kelsia Vector written across it. The outfit came to a close with those beige heels that were on her feet. Two inch heeled foot swaying too and fro as she began speaking in a calm tone.

Kelsia: "Alexa Rose, I must say that your promotion that just aired not so long ago was.... what is the word I am looking for...cunning. Yes, that will do. You speak as if you know, but clearly, you are searching for more then there is. I am sure you heard of the phrase, 'That's the pot calling the Kettle Black.' That is what I see here with you. You speak of how everything that comes from my mouth is the same thing you have heard before. Yet you sit there and pretend that everything you are saying is not shined up and wrapped with pretty paper and a fancy bow to make it look a new."

Her foot stopped swaying as her leg lifted to graze along the other bare leg before resting in place once more. The resting foot came to tap on the floor a few times and from the silence in the room she was in, it was heard loud and clear. Tap. Tap. Tap. The sound continued even when she started speaking once more.

Kelsia: "You speak of my saying you came at me with cheap shots. You claim that is not the such thing as what happened. If calculation serves me correctly, and I am sure it does... You came to my home back in July did you not? A cheap shot on not only myself, but two that I cared about as well. Do I blame you for what you did? No, not really. At the same time... I do blame you. However, that is beside the point. You also went and spoke about me being a harlot, and that bothering me. You are right, it does bother me. At the same time, I know who I really am, so what you have to say means nothing to me. I can have everyone I want, that is true, but that does not mean I take everyone I want. I have class, I have boundaries, and that is something I don't think you know anything about. After all, how can you know boundaries if you don't even have a social life? So, that being said... cheap shots, and harlot... they are both now covered."

Still no mention as to what those displays on the screen before the scene opened meant. She would not have something displayed for no reason at all would she? Also, was it odd that Kelsia was being calm and collected? Was she not always letting her mouth run wild and free? What was the reason for this change and would it be explained? 

Kelsia: "So, once more you stand there saying how perfect this match will be for us. Not that you are being repetitive or anything."She stated with a soft smirk coming across those clearly glossed plump lips. "We have both stated our thoughts on this match. What has not been stated fully is what will happen in this match. The reason that we have not gone into such business, at least.... why I have not gotten into it, is because it is too much for the viewers to hear. That being said, they are already forewarned for what happens in that beautiful structure known as the steel cage. That lovely gray canvas being painted with crimson is what we both wish to do. Its just a matter of who will paint more. Who will get the best out of this canvas and make their artwork beyond known by having their hand raised in their honor in front of all the fans out there. This contest set before us, will be more then art, it will be a masterpiece."

That long leg once more came to brush along the other as it rose higher and higher before lifting off the resting limb and coming to rest on the floor as well, again not a glimpse being shown else where. Her hands pushed against that cushion and she came to stand up before walking around the chair, her hands running along the material gently. One hand lifted off the chair and went to brush through those curls as her back arched stretching herself out before her hair flicked back in place as she came to stand once more. Hands came to her sides and took to the fabric of the black button up shirt before peeling it from her skin. Folding that fabric nicely she let it lay across the back of the chair before her hands came to lay across it once more.

Kelsia: "You asked why you are not bleeding and trembling in fear if my words have such a bite. That is quite simple actually. You and all the viewers seen what was across the screen when this promotion first aired did you not?" She stopped and took a breath before continuing on. "You see, the first word was fierce, which comes from the Old English word Cenel. The second thing you saw was a definition splayed across the screen. A living organism, that carries microorganisms from an infected person to another person. Now... what does that have to do with my words have such bite you might be asking yourself." She paused once more and that smile came across her features once more. The beauty known as Kelsia Vector was more then confident right now. "Cenel, is what Kelsia is derived from. And that definition, is regarding the word Vector. So what that means, is you are looking at the fierce organism known now as Kelsia Vector. So, to answer your question, why does my bite not have you bleeding and trembling in fear. The answer is this... I go and creep into your blood, and go straight for your heart. However, it is a slow process. I go and dig until I get under your skin, which I have. I get into your blood.... which I have. I have seen your blood, and got into your skin, and now, it is time to move onward. This Sunday in the ring I will be coming to finish you off. The parasite that I am will be coming to take what is left of you. What was of you before I came along, was a women that could not get it done in the ring when it mattered, since I have come along you have been pushed to bring out another side of you, one you have come to enjoy. That being that hardcore within you. It is from getting under your skin that happened to come about. Others coming into this battle of ours, that is besides the point, but each and every one of them have been drawn of blood. That is the organism that I am spreading from host to host. My hands and your own have both touched more then need be in this whole thing, but what it all comes down to in the end is you and I. That is because the parasite has yet to reach the heart as it was making its way through that blood stream of yours. Now, that title is your heart, and I am coming to take that from you. Then, my work with you will be finished. If that does not happen, then the parasite will continue to eat away at you until it comes and takes you away for good. So before you twist my words around once more think before you speak. I never said I was the only one who made you who you are. I merely said that it was I who got you to where you are today. I will not go into that further though because you never listen to reason anyway. Before you retort that, I never claimed I did either. You keep it in your head that I am underestimating you, but when Sunday rolls around, you will see that is far from the case at hand."

Her tone had not changed once. Still calm, still collected, yet surprisingly, eerie as such. Parasites continued to eat away at anything they came in contact with, and Kelsia was going to continue to eat away at Alexa as long as she had to. She moved and her hand came to run across the back wall where the steal cage was shown. Her fingertips came to run across the would be steel a smirk staying on her face as she did such. Slowly she walked across the back wall. Her hand tracing that canvas that would be hers to paint soon enough. 

Kelsia: "Poppet, poppet, poppet... you keep going on about how that's an affectionate nickname...I used to wonder if you stayed up at night thinking that up...until I saw Pirates of the Caribbean on cable last week. Much like what I see of you in your promotions, it made me sick to watch, but that is my opinion of course. So while a vowel can change the meaning of a word, the person who speaks it, has to be convincing as well. You Alexa are not convincing." Stopping she leaving against the steel cage looking wall and looked over towards the camera. "You have even admitted this yourself Alexa. I am under your skin, and in your head. You may as well get it out of the way and have MY NAME tattooed over your heart. You may flirt with Cole and say Hyena is a sexy mutt but we all know your heart is mine. So me being eye candy seems to be working seeing I am luring you into my web. Do you not remember after your flesh came to pound against my own you sealed that with a kiss before leaving me alone once more? I do appreciate your warning though, but I think there was no need for it. While you might have taken the weight off your shoulders, you still know deep down that you long to feel my touch. You do not have to wait much longer though, because soon enough, I will make sure to quench your thirst."

Moving from the back wall she moved slowly letting her hand go and run across the wall before dropping from it so gently as she neared the chair once more. Coming to stand in front of it her hands went to touch the arm rest before she went and sat down once more. Instead of her legs crossing they came to tuck under her on the chair. Quite comfortable she lounged there but still looked quite serious.

Kelsia: "They did notice you needed a rest, that is because you do not know how to balance yourself. I can be put through hell and back again, and then I can also work myself back into shape without over doing it. They gave you a break because you do not know how to rest between a match, maybe you need to take what they are giving you and do something about it. Instead of working yourself to the limit on your week off, break it down into rest and work. When you find the balance, then, and only then, can you be called a true Champion. At least one who has the respect of those in the locker room. How do you think it makes you look when the Women's champion is not able to hold herself in the right way? Not able to restrain herself. Not able to get the job done. A champion should be someone that knows what they are doing. And I.... I know exactly what I am doing. Whether everyone likes it or not is another story all together, but we don't have time for that right now. I had a week off, and you did as well. While you were working out for long periods of time, I have been working out, and relaxing as well. I was doing things the smarter way. So you might have come to rest with what happened between the last title defense you had, I am glad for that. You need to remember to go and come to rest with what happens after Crossroads as well. So, you can think of me as a sacrifice all you want... but this sacrifice will not go as you planned."

One leg came to fall down as the other was still tucked up under her resting form. Hard to believe that this was the same fighter that the ACW viewers had all come to know. 

Kelsia: "Instead of claiming I will come out of this match as the New Women's Champion. I will let your ego get the best of you right now and leave it at that. See you soon Alexa Rose... real soon."

With that Kelsia stood up and grabbed her shirt that was laying over the back of the chair. It came to fly over her head and she held it over her shoulder as she went and walked off the set.