uld be seen on the ledge of the board, and an eraser sat not far from them. Someone, with their back to the camera, stood there writing on the board with a piece of chalk. Starting at those high heeled white boots, that laced up along the front, those white socks peeked above the almost knee length boots, those yellow stripes going around the sock twice. Those thighs left exposed as those yellow 'shorts' barely covered her firm bottom, a small red line around the waist of the shorts. The curves of a woman's body were showing very well right now, and on the small of her back some new ink could be seen, but no one was paying attention to that with a bottom like that just below. Partially covered by long brown locks that were flowing freely down her back was a red jersey, styled just the way she liked it! Resting just below her assets, and on the sides you were able to see the number ten in yellow font. A flick of her head after she was finished writing on the board, had that hair of her's move, to show the name EVANS on the back of that jersey, also in yellow font. Turning around we see Kaylyn J. Evans in all her glory. A ten plastered on the front of that jersey as well as that navel ring which appeared to be a skull, came into the picture, along with those black lines painted under her eyes. 

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As hard as it was for the camera man to take the view from her, he moved it towards the board.

Aguirre 101


Kaylyn: “Welcome ACW fans and foes alike. Coach Kay here and today, we are going to be going over what I call Aguirre 101. What exactly does that mean? Simply put.. we are going to go through the career of said person, and see just how much they have...not.. been able to do, along with how much shit they tried to talk to back things up.”

Lesson one. Week one. Delusional.

Kay had turned around writing it on the board as she spoke. A long pointer stick was laying against the board and she picked it up in her hand before snapping it back at the board right under the word Delusional.

Kaylyn: “Since day one.. you have been absolutely delusional. Another boss did put you against a champion, and it was punishment. It was your first of many losses in the business. You talked about this company getting some real talent... but you were delusional to think it was yourself you were referring to. No, when you made that statement.. it was because you knew you were bringing me into your corner, soon enough. I wish that some of my talent could have rubbed off on you, because even with my help.. you failed.. miserably. You showed the world what your career before ACW had been like.. and you were delusional to think that anything you had done in the past had relevance here.. you see, we are not some fluke wrestlers. We are for real. We work our a*ses off week in and week out.. and it shows.”

Turning back to the board she lifted that chalk to the board before writing once more.

Lesson Two. Week Two. I should care!

Kaylyn: “You see Aguirre..” She turned around to face the camera once more. “You continued to say over and over again how much you didn't care. That is a big problem here. You need to start caring if you expect to get anywhere in this business.. and no, I am not talking about caring for the fans, or the other superstars in the business. I am talking about caring about yourself.. and how stupid you make yourself out to be each and every week. Have some damn pride in your own work.. get some more training.. do something, and maybe you will turn that bad luck of yours around.”

Lesson Three. Week Three. Disguise. 

As Kay wrote it on the board the chalk scratched up against the board giving that ear piercing screech.

“Oh damn, my bad.” She stated turning her head back and twisting the pointer around in her hand. “Kinda reminds you of Aguirres voice huh? Nothing but a screech that pierces your ears. Sad, but it's true Sally. Any who, lesson three, is Disguise. You brought Segador into the picture. You gave yourself this name that you thought meant reaper... and while it does.. you assumed it was death reaper. Instead you named yourself a little farmer boy, and are walking around thinking you are some Death Angel that everyone should fear.. when in all reality.. you are absolutely nothing. Get rid of all the disguises. Take all the fake away. Just be Brian Aguirre.. and see if that works for you... than again, it probably won't, because your skill in the ring is the true problem.”

Kay shrugged her shoulders before turning to write once more.

Lesson Four. Week Four. TEAM!

Turning back around Kay had a cold expression on her face, and her tone was harsh when she spoke.

Kaylyn: “Team work.. that's where your biggest problem came around. The worst thing you could have ever done was to ask Xavier to lay on his back so you could get yourself a title shot. That right there showed the world that you only cared for yourself.. and not the family we had at the time. You are a Narcissist Aguirre. And I bet you pride yourself on that. You seen what happens when you think of just yourself when you are in a group. Everything comes crumbling around you. Poof. Soon.. you too will be gone. I will be the first one there to kick your ass out the door when you ...what did you call it... pull a Stevens?”

Kay smirked and laughed softly before turning on her heels and going to write on the board once more.

Lesson Five. Week Five. Reality.

Kaylyn: “It sucks to be smacked in the face with reality doesn't it Aguirre?” She asked before turning to look at the camera as she leaned on her side against the board. “You came to see that week exactly what happens when you f*ck around with family. They turn on you.. I have to admit however.. you walking out.. and then claiming it was to go and find me... was a total cop out. You were too much of a pussy to admit that you came to the reality that Xavier and Myself were better than you.. in every way.”

Lesson Six. Week Six. Overconfident.

Kaylyn: “You went and got yourself your first win ever.. and I am positive it has gotten to your head. You know how I know that? Because.. the week you faced Stevens you started to go soft. Nice one second, a dick the next.. you couldn't make up your mind on who you are.. who you wanted to be. You got a win, and you have been celebrating since. You are overconfident in your abilities... but no worries that brings us to the last lesson here.”

Lesson Seven. Week Seven. Your Match.

Kaylyn: “You are reading that right Aguirre.. lesson seven is about meeting your match.. because that is exactly what is going to happen when you come into the ring this week. You are going to see just how real my words are.. and you will see just how dominant I really am. I am going to wipe the arena floor with you Aguirre.. and when it's all said and done.. so is everything else dealing with you. Once I prove to the world how shitty you truly are.. how dominant I really am.. It's going to be game over. Aguirre will be nothing no more in my eyes. The name alone if said to me.. with get a brow raised, and a shrug.. after this week.. everyone will say. Aguirre who?”

“Hope you are ready for the harsh reality of it all.. because the time is near... your time is over... and....” 

Kay looked off screen and licked her lips.

“..mmm, and it looks like my plans are about to get underway. Turn that sh*t off, I got business to attend to.”