Just when you think people have stooped their lowest, they blindside you and go even lower than before. Oh yes, my dear sister is the one I am talking about. Just had to go along with that backstabbing son of a bitches plan. Good to see she got screwed in the end... but she didn't think things through... not at all. Hell.... anyone can attack someone from behind. It's simple.. but its not the smart thing to do... oh no, because paybacks... are a fucking bitch.. and so am I. Lilith had gone too far when she went and gave dear old dad my number... I avoided all the calls.. got past him completely... at least until recent. The bitch had to do me in, and put me in a hospital... and that's when the bastard finally got his chance. I wish I could have seen it coming.. I would have made sure to not wake up. No instead, my eyes opened and he was sitting right there, looking as if he knew me my whole life. Derrick Kilborn in the flesh. Sick bastard. I never wanted to see him again if I could help it... and for this... she will pay even more. He wanted to know all about me... asking questions, like I cared to answer?

Derrick: “How are you feeling?”

An eye roll was all he received.

Derrick: “Okay... I understand this is difficult, after all, you have been avoiding my calls..”

Kaylyn: “That bitch should have never given you my number to begin with.”

Derrick: “That bitch is your sister.”

Kaylyn: “Not by choice, and after what she did... she wont be my sister for much longer. She thinks meeting me was bad... just wait … her time is coming, and I am going to enjoy watching the hell she is put through.”

Derrick: “Don't talk about your sister like that in front of me.”

Kaylyn: “Then get the hell out of here.. because I am going to say... anything I want to.”

She glared at Derrick Kilborn.. her father, and watched, waiting until he left the room. Smirking as he got up out of the chair looking at her and shaking her head. She loved every minute of it. Now... she had to get the hell out of this place. She already made the call saying she was cleared to compete this week. She was not going to stay in the hospital and miss another event. Win or lose, she was getting back into that ring. Hours later, the nurse came in with the release papers, and Kay put on a fake smile until after she left. Flipping through the pages, she pulled out the one sheet, and ripped it up. Looks like she was cleared after all. Whoops?

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Having been avoiding all calls through the week, she spent most of her time on the balcony laying out, and thinking. Plotting. Just how to pay the wench back. No, blindsiding her would not do. That wasn't her style. It had to be... so much more than that. 

She had checked the website. Looked at the things that had been said. The way things were going still. Watched as everything from the last two weeks flashed before her eyes. Finally she noticed the card, and her opponent. Was she ready for the guy who went around afraid of everyone he was coming to face off against? Who knew. Was she going to trip out about it? Not a chance. Her style... was to get into the ring and deal with him one on one. After hearing everything he had to say this week... she got quite a laugh. Currently, she was not in the laughing mood however, and that much was given away as the sun that was beaming down on her vanished from someone stepping in the way... the camera man of course. Opening her eyes she glared up at him until he got the hint and moved. No longer having the sun being blocked she relaxed against that chair once more before speaking as she closed her eyes.

Kaylyn: “So, what are you going to do? Wait... let me rephrase that.. what did you do Sheldon? You went and put on a little sister sister skit. Look, if you like dressing in drag, just come out of the closet already with it, because your antics are really getting old. You whine like a little bitch week in and week out regarding who you are facing, and now you dress like one too... you know, its getting harder and harder to figure out who is the bitch and who is the ho in your little relationship with Johnny boy.” Her head shook side to side as she laid there getting in those rays, any scaring was not being shown, so either there was none, or she had covered it up quite well. “You know, your comments this week... made me laugh, but I don't know which was funnier, watching you try to bash on me, and get into my head... or looking back at all the pathetic things you have said in the past. Your little obsession with being afraid of things such as... Santa... and … bacon... seriously? A made up fat guy and a piece of meet you can fucking take a bite out of... you are afraid of shit like that? Maybe Callous was not the only one who has some mental issues... you sure as hell sound like you have a problem or two going on. After all... who locks their-selves in a bathroom after hearing a name... the name of their opponent... creepy little fuck you are. No wonder you are so nerdy... someone who thinks like you... wouldn't attract many friends. Everyone probably looks at you like your a fucking retard don't they? Well Mr. Sheldon, welcome to a new day... a day where things have yet to change.. because I still think of you just like that. Actually no..” She opened her eyes and pushed herself to a seated position. That black tank top she had on was tied up so it rested just under her breasts, and those shorts were rolled down low around her waist. Standing up she moved towards the rail before speaking again. “... I think of you as the man who will never come out of the closet. I can see why you would be thinking I was a man... after all, that's what you like. Then reality hits and you realize that I don't have the... equipment that you are preferenced to... and you call me a dog. Guess what? Woof woof Neville. This bitch, is ready to get into the ring and tear you apart.”

Kaylyn pushed off the railing before turning around and facing the camera, her finger tips coming to tap against the railing behind her on each side as she stood silent for a moment.

“Tell me, how much time do you spend in the bathroom thinking things over Neville? It seems like that is your go to place. Are you able to think clearly? What is it about the god damn bathroom that you are so obsessed about? Honestly.. I am sick of seeing you there. It must do something for you though... because you seem to be on quite a roll.” (pun was seriously not intended! ) She smirked for a moment before continuing. “So, you went and looked up my profile, and you found out a few little details about me. First and foremost, I don't need Tyler to fight my battles for me, I can do them on my own, and if I can't then I shouldn't be bothering with it in the first place. He and my brothers have nothing to do with any of this. And just for all you leptons out there... they aremy brothers... not Lilith's, clear? Anyway, where was I? Oh right, I was breaking down all your little fuck ups. Secondly, just because I wont tag out, does not mean I can not make the tag, obviously I would make sure to tag out when I knew I was getting to my limit. I am not a dumb ass. I don't need to hide behind books or a computer to show I have smarts about me. Third, Tyler might have talked me into finally coming to IWF, but that was not the only reason for my decision, and no.. Lilith was not it either. My reasons are my own, and no one else's. Nice to see that you are worried enough of someone who just spent two weeks... make that... almost three weeks in the hospital. Kudos Neville, you are a little smarter than you look.”

Pushing off the railing she moved into the house, after sliding the door to the side. After she passed, moments later the door was heard being closed once more. Good job camera man, you don't live in a fucking barn! Moving through the apartment and into the kitchen she opened the fridge before pulling out a bottle of water. Opening it up after closing the door, she took a long sip, dehydrating her body a little before closing it once more. 

“You think of sister sister when you think about my life, and honestly, when I look at you and Johnny Boy, I think of ren and stimpy. Fitting isn't it? I could just see you two now sitting there only to jump up singing happy happy joy joy. Only difference between my idea and yours? Mine is completely true about you, while your little... episode, is completely off. You think I give a damn about my sister? Hell no. I just wanted to make her life hell knowing that this whole time she had been lied to. Imagine how much that would fuck with someones head. Hell, you seen how paranoid she got. Stupid twit. Either way... you just don't get it. You never will either from the looks of it. After all your brain is still in grade school with those stupid fucking jokes of yours. You missed one though Neville. Want to know what it is? Take a look in the fucking mirror and it will be staring back at you. Who I am related to has nothing to do with my career. Who I date has nothing to do with it either. You will come to learn that soon enough. You can crack all your little jokes, but at the end of the day, the biggest joke around, is you.”

Kaylyn moved towards the television before going on demand. Clicking the buttons a few times she pulled up what she was looking for. 

“Here you go boys, enjoy your butt buddy days while you can, because this week... the arsonist is bringing the fire. And MISS BITCH, is beyond ready to kick your ass.”



After the recording ended the scene faded out.

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Just hours before Warzone was set to go live the feed opened up once more, and Kaylyn was sitting there in the locker room completely oblivious to the camera.

“That little cunt thinks she can take me out and get away with it? She had better watch her back... I am sick of being nice to that bitch. It's time for returning the warm welcome. Win or lose in my match tonight.. Lilith will not be forgotten. It might not be tonight... it might not be next week, but she had better believe I will get her. Lilith Evans is mine, she dug her grave, now, its time to lay the fuck down in it.”

Laughing softly Kaylyn turned her head around just to see the camera there. Tilting it slightly she smirked before turning away once more as she lifted her hand tossing it into the air to shoo the camera man away.