8-23-09

June 10, 2011

After the return from promotional commercials, the cameras remain in the locker room area.  Kelsia had been wandering the halls in the back. Not having a match this week she was in her regular attire. Black fitted Jeans and a black T-shirt, the word Kane written across the back of it. Yes, she was sporting  some of Uria's merchandise. Her mission... heading towards Uria's locker room to wish him luck in his match tonight. Not that she felt he needed it but no matter, she wanted to check on him anyway seeing as who his partner would be. The Women's Champion turned the corner opposite of Kelsia. She was in her own casual attire. Her hair was actually down hanging in unruly waves of golden brown. Her yellow tank top offset the slightly tanned complexion. Low rider bell bottom denim jeans fit along her lower half. White sneakers, which looked to be new, carried her toward Kelsia. She wore a smirk that moved from her lips to those emerald orbs. Women's belt snugly fitted around her waist.::   

 

Alexa: "Well, have a good week off?"

 

::The tone did not meet such a casual phrase. It held feral undertones.::

 

::Seeing Alexa Rose heading straight towards her she scowled. That was the last person she had been wanting to run into. Stopping her steps just feet from the Women's Champion her hand went to run through her hair before coming to her side once more. ::

 

Kelsia: "Don't you worry yourself one little bit about my week off, all you need to worry yourself with... is what I will be doing this week, and next weekend, when I walk out of the building the New Women's Champion." 

 

::Kelsia had a smirk more then apparent on her face now.::

 

::Playful features of the Women's Champ changed. Now they matched her dead serious tone. She stepped into Kelsia a little. Her gaze took in the dark beauty before her. The air around the two women went electric instantly. No signs or banners were needed for anyone to feel or see the hate between them.::

 

Alexa: "You don't worry me Kelsia Vector."  ::Her eyes narrowed as they reached the dark pools of her opponent.:: "You only bring laughter from my lips. You are so confident, it is funny. I hope you are riding that emotion all next week and until our match. I have something for you." 

 

::Alexa stepped in closer. Her voice almost held a growl to it.:: "When that cage closes around us, Kelsia Vector, you will have your life flash before your eyes. And MY belt is not in it."

 

::Her finger poked the chest of her opponent::

 

Alexa: "Only your pathetic attempt at the belt."

 

::That smirk stayed on the Number One Contenders features as she watched Alexa come closer still stepping into her personal space. Hands by her sides stirred slightly as she fought off the urge to clench them into fist. Alexa's words were nothing to her, but when he hand came and touched Kelsia's chest. That was the problem::

 

Kelsia:  "You know Alexa. I thought this would have been long over by now, but every time were starting to put things aside you keep turning up and having to run your mouth all over again. Your mouth..." ::Kelsia started as her hand lifted slowly and her thumb traced along the lower lip of her opponent the following week before falling once more:: "...I have no problem with. However... when you lay a hand on me." ::She stated letting that smirk hold its spot.:: "That is where I drawl the line."  

 

::No sooner did she finish speaking then her hand came up and shoved Alexa back. A soft laugh before she spoke again. "Tit for Tat right?"

 

::Alexa only moved back a few steps. Her hand casually went to the belt, unhooking the cool metal alloy and leather. She held it up and moved into Kelsia's form once more as if to gloat the fact she was the woman's Champion. Instead she grinned.:: 

 

Alexa: "Let me give you a sample of what you are fighting for." 

 

::Was what came from her unpainted lips as she smashed the face plate of the belt into the face of Kelsia, followed quickly by another blow from the belt.::

 

Alexa: "Hope you enjoyed it, that's all you'll ever touch of my belt!"

 

::Cool words were quickly replaced by anger. She waited and watched the number one contender for a retaliation. She looked ready and pumped for the encounter.

 

One blow followed by another had taken Kelsia down, but she was a fighter. As she was getting back to her feet she charged into Alexa's waist taking her back and to the ground with her. That title was pried from her hands and tossed aside as Kelsia's hand came down on the Women's Champions head over and over again. Those locks being held tight with the other hand so she could not get out of reach. No words were necessary now. It was all out war. Alexa's fists tried to do damage to Kelsia. Alexa threw them wildly for a moment, then she brought a hard right under Kelsia's ribs. Feet of the Champion wrap around the neck of her opponent for next week, pushing down hard, which brought the back of Kelsia's head to meet the concrete below. Kelsia's hands moved to the back of her head. Now Alexa had the upper hand as she stood and grabbed her belt. Walking over to Kelsia with malicious intent running wild through emerald orbs. She rose the strap part of the belt, clasp side to Kelsia's body. Whipping the strap of the belt down onto Kelsia mid section. Alexa's arms rose for another blow. The screams were apparent with each strike that came down of that belt over her flesh.  Each whip of it was taking more out of her then she had expected. She was unable to defend herself.  Some backstage security guards came running over to the assault. Alexa brought the leather strap down along the curled body of the number one contender. As Alexa's hands rose up once more with the belt, Haishi grabbed her wrists. Alexa's foot finished what her arms could not. Another blow to Kelsia. Alexa was pulled back abruptly, but the Women's Champion still tried to tear into Kelsia. Kelsia was not able to get up, her hands went to her midsection and in the process her shirt lifted slightly showing that red and already welting section of flesh. She went to stand, but the pain was too much for her to even get up as she stared hard over at the Women's Champion who was still being held back. A door opened and Uria stepped out from his room seeing what was going on as the cameras returned to the ring.

 

8-16-09

June 10, 2011

::When the show returns, the ring is set up for one of the two contract signings for the evening.  Already standing in the ring is Sarah D’Angelo, poised before a table and two chairs with two microphones and a Crossroads contract atop the smooth surface.  Bringing the microphone to her lips, she began the announcements.::

Sarah: “Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce to you the number-one contender for the ACW Women’s Championship…Kelsia Vector!”

::”You’ve Got Another Thin...


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8-9-09

June 10, 2011

Robin: "... honestly ..."

 

::The camera had returned to the backstage area, but Robin’s voice sounded before the visual was in effect.  She seemed more than a little preoccupied as she slipped down the corridor, forefinger and thumb tugging at her lower lip in a distracted fashion. Hair had been clawed back into bunches for reasons known only to herself, and if it weren't for the blaze of green in her hair you could almost squint your eyes and see the naive and bubbly Robin hidden somewh...


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8-9-09

June 10, 2011

::The camera noticed two members that were quite shocking to see up and about this week. Tony and Adrean were walking down the hallway though one would notice they were still feeling the beating that came to them by the hands of Black Dawn the week before while Kelsia stood back and watched. Both men were not in suits, rather Jeans and shirts each. Neither were wearing the KTA logo... could anyone blame them?!::

 

Tony: "This is not going to happen again. I will make sure this is handled ex...


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8-9-09

June 10, 2011

::The cameras turned their attention in the post-match to the backstage area.  As Kelsia was walking towards the stage for her match, the fact that the maintenance men in this building needed more of a crew and less of a chance to play poker became apparent as one of the long fluorescent bulbs overhead flickered and died.  There was a buzz and a sound almost like a spark which might get Kelsia's attention for a second, and a second would be all that it would take.  The voice drifted up out o...


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8-2-09

June 10, 2011

Roric, meanwhile, continues down the hallway towards catering.  After standing at the catering table for a few moments, speaking with a few of the crew members, who appear to also be bidding good-bye to the Guardian, Roric gets the feeling that someone's looking his way...and turns to see Kelsia Vector standing there.  Their past was acrimonious at best most of the time...but they had an understanding as well.  For now...there was no malice.::

Roric: "Long time, Kelsia..." 

::After hearing in...


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8-2-09

June 10, 2011

::No sooner does the show open than does a wide-angle view of the arena appear on television screens around the world.  Robert Jones and Mitchell Summerville at ringside are preparing to start their rundown for the show while out of sight, but before they can even begin, "Personal Jesus" by Marilyn Manson hits the PA system, assaulting the senses of the sold-out crowd in the Chaifetz Arena. The curtains part, and out strolls...Robin Mayfair?::

MS: "Whoa! When did Robin Mayfair get such kick-a...


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7-26-09

June 10, 2011

 The camera shifted to Alexa Rose in the back. She was walking with a purpose. As Alexa turned the corner she bumped hard into Kelsia. Her features shifted from apologetic to a cocky grin.::   

 

Alexa: "Well, hello there Poppet. Enjoying your night?"

 

::Alexa didn't back up from the beauty before her. Kelsia's match had gone fine, but her thoughts were still clouded by what Gryphon had mentioned behind closed doors when she bumped into him earlier. Seeing Alexa Rose in front of her as sh...


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7-26-09

June 10, 2011

::Kelsia and Robin now appear on screen.::

RJ: “Partners last week, opponents this week.  Nothing but strife between these two…but Kelsia can apparently get a rise out of anyone she wants.”

MS: “Like Gryphon?”

RJ: “She’s playing with fire there.  Her focus had better be on Robin tonight.”

 

MS: “KTA certainly won’t save her from Gryphon…or Robin.”

 

RJ: “And first up tonight…”

::One half of the ACW Tag Team Champions, Brian Harris, stands on one side of the screen...


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7-19-09

June 10, 2011

::As the camera shifts away from the foreboding scene, it catches sight of Kelsia’s Dodge Ram pulling into a parking spot at the back of the arena. As it shuts off the doors open and Kelsia, still in the pink tank top and tight black jeans, steps out with a duffel bag over her shoulder.  Uria gets out of the other side of the truck and walks beside her, both making their way to the arena’s back entrance.  They pass a few fans without recognizing their attempts to gain their attention, ma...


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