::The camera goes to the backstage area as Aurora Matthews opens the door to the locker room she shares with her husband Snake, Aurora already in her ring gear and obviously about to leave to head to the curtain area before her match, Snake surely going to go with her. The leather pants fit her perfectly, cut to move for some of the more flexible things she did in the ring but still hugging her curves, her halter-style top with the royal purple snake up the front with the head resting just below the semi-plunging neckline highlighting her 'charms' quite well. Her golden blond silky curls were up in her customary ponytail as those green eyes lifted gaze towards the woman coming down the hall, her Gothic style make up making those amazing eyes seem even more intense. A slight smile touched those plush lips as the camera moved to focus on who she was looking at, the current ACW World Women's Champion Kaylyn Vaude dressed in black jeans that hugged her hips and rested quite low. The peeking of strings on either side showed through. A white short sleeve shirt was cut off at her midsection and the words 'I believe' was written across it. Was there meaning behind that, one might never know.::

Aurora: "Kaylyn."

::Kaylyn paused a moment, a slight smile touching her own luscious mouth, fingers caressing the belt over her shoulder.::

Kaylyn: "Aurora."

RJ: "What's that all about?"

MS: "I'm not sure but something sure is going on between those two...and look! It seems Kaylyn is headed this way!"

::The lights dim and pyrotechnic explosions burst, sending the crowd into a frenzy as the classic Judas Priest song “You've Got Another Thing Coming” begins to play over the arena’s PA System. Kaylyn Vaude comes walking from behind the curtain and the fans begin to boo immediately, though not quite all of them. More than a few cheers were in the mix as the woman everyone now truly knew comes to stand in the middle of the stage for a moment before making her way down the ramp. That World Women's Championship title now around her waist proudly.:: 

“One life I'm gonna live it up
I'm takin' flight I said I'll never get enough
Stand tall I'm young and kinda proud
I'm on top as long as the music's loud

If you think I'll sit around as the world goes by
You're thinkin' like a fool cause it's a case of do or die
Out there is a fortune waitin' to be had
You think I'll let it go you're mad
You've got another thing comin'!”

::Kaylyn casts her eyes from side to side, offering smirking expressions to her detractors an incline of the head towards the few that sung her praises, pausing half-way to the ring to soak in more of the reactions.:: 

“That's right here's where the talkin' ends
Well listen this night there'll be some action spent
Drive hard I'm callin' all the shots
I got an ace card comin' down on the rocks!”

::Kaylyn walks to the apron and pulls herself up onto it via the middle rope. Posing briefly just to get a rise out of the crowd, she hooks her arms around the top rope and flips gracefully back into the ring, taking a moment to toss her head back, clearing her hair out of the way. Stepping towards the corner and turnbuckles, she climbs up onto the middle rope and takes one last look at the audience as she takes her title from around her waist and raises it into the air, before placing it on her shoulder once more.:: 

“Oh so hot no time to take a rest yeah
Act tough ain't room for second best
Real strong got me some security
Hey I'm a big smash I'm goin' for infinity yeah"

::Gesturing for a microphone from a tech, Kaylyn paces for a few moments before lifting the stick up to her lips::

Kaylyn: "I'm getting tired of certain females in the ACW thinking that they are above their betters. That they somehow just by saying so, can just waltz on in declaring themselves top -bleep- in this company, when they must know there is only one top -bleep- in ACW and that...is Kaylyn Vaude." ::Another smirk was just sticking to her face and not leaving as those words left her lips.:: "The proof of this is right here on my shoulder and you can choke on the envy all you want. One of these people has run her mouth about me more than once even if she doesn't think so, little miss Death by Diva herself Vespertine. Well...I have spoken with Sarah D'Angelo, and now you will get to see that you are not ready to hang with the likes of me. Next week on Shockwave it will be Kaylyn Vaude versus Vespertine...non-title but not because I'm afraid of you, Frankenbarbie, no. It is because you have not earned the chance, for this title. That honor goes to my opponent at Declaration of War, Aurora Matthews..."

::Kaylyn paused to smirk just a bit.::

Kaylyn: "Since you are so eager, I'm cutting you to the head of the line for an ass whipping I will make sure you'll not soon forget. See you next Sunday, Vespertine!"

::With a false sugary-sweet smile, Kaylyn dropped the mic with a static hiss and rolled out of the ring, the smile turning to a smirk as she snubbed the Canadian audience a bit more before strolling out.::

RJ: "Strong words from our World Women's Champion!"

MS: "Was that almost...respect, I heard from her towards Aurora? There's no way...she has to know that Missus Snake wants her gold!"

RJ: "Either way, I can't wait for next week!"