acw-character-development

The day of Mercury Rising. 6-26-11

Thu, 30 Jun 2011 04:13:46 +0100

“Fucking Bastards, I swear to god...”

Kay shook her head as she was seen leaving the Fort Wayne police department where she was held since leaving Shockwave after being stopped for indecent exposure. Dressed in a pair of blue jean shorts that rested high on her thighs and a white button up shirt that was unbuttoned at the bottom so it could be, and was, tied up around the solar plexus area, the same attire she was arrested for wearing, she shook her head.

“...Are you -ACW Forced Censored- kidding me? Not even going to let me go shower or anything before you -ACW Forced Censored- show up and expect me to talk about my match today? Bull shit. You can wait until I am ready to -ACW Forced Censored- talk and now? Now is NOT that time... so scram. I will be lucky to even make it there in time now...”

She walked off fuming heading to the car waiting for her with Darien inside of it. Before the door was even closed the feed cut. When the feed reopened it was almost show time, and Kaylyn was just arriving to the arena. The camera was right there waiting for her and she smirked this time seeing it. Dressed now in black sweatpants that were pulled up around the knee and a white shirt that was tailored to her liking with The Perfect Ten written across it with Perfect being written on a slant from top to bottom in gold lettering, she walked the silent halls alone, that camera staying in front of her the whole time.

“Alexa sweetheart, I hope you didn't get to thinking that I was not going to show this week. A little.. mishap while in Fort Wayne kept me from getting with a camera until early this morning... and well, I was not in the best of moods just then. After a nice long shower, and the flight over... I am feeling much better now, and can talk to you without that extra anger in me. So, I did see on the flight over that you had a few things to say, well... more than a few. Alexa, I don't need no history lesson from you. I know my mythology and the gods and goddesses. You needn't had to explain any of it. However, your whole point, of this becoming a war... was rather true. I have been trying to tell you Alexa.. trying to show you, that this... is over. It's been over. You would not believe me though. Would not let things go. I stop you to congratulate you, and you grip me up as I go to walk away. Later that evening you see me, standing in my locker room doorway, and you open your mouth once more. You made sure to make me lose that last thread... just like you did when I first arrived here in ACW.”

Kaylyn moved and turned into the locker room on the left before the camera followed her in. She took a seat on the bench before speaking out once more not wasting time.

“This week, no matter what happens at Mercury Rising Cole... it will be me and you in the ring, and this... will all come to an end, once and for all.”

Not Ready for The Answer. 5-24-11

Wed, 25 May 2011 21:41:04 +0100

I'm on the wireeee...

I'll never go downnnn....

I just-uh know..just-uh know The Answer.

That man would raise his head up, looking dead into the lens of the camera pointed at him. Those lips of his would curl up into a smirk as his eyes closed slowly. His lips parting, he uttered one...simple...phrase.

“ And...THAT'S the only Answer you'll ever need. “

The scene paused right there.. A camera turned to face Kaylyn who was staring blank at the screen. Her hand was covering her stomach and she looked completely out of it. Heather had been sitting next to her, and it was she who spoke first breaking the silence, and also getting Kay to come to.

Heather: “So, is that him?”

Kay: “Yeah.. that's him.” She said quietly, barely audible.

Heather: “How long was he training you?”

Kay: “Five years. Fresh out of high school. I was eighteen when he took me under his wing. Then one day he just... disappeared. I stayed to myself for a few weeks, then got off my ass and started training again. I was not going to just give up everything I had worked for.”

Heather: “It's a good thing you didn't. You are great in the ring. Kay... how long were you two together?”

Kay turned to look at Heather not wanting to even talk anymore right now.

Kay: “Two and a half years. He was the first person that meant something to me. Outside of Adrean and Tony.. but they were just friends.. he was more than that. I never thought I would see him again.. and now seeing him coming here of all places... it's a smack in the face that I am not ready to handle. I don't think I can face him. I don't know what to do.”

Heather: “Kay listen.. you got me. I'll help you through this... I am not going anywhere.”

Kay smiled, laying her head back on the couch. Showing this side of her was not something she liked to do.. not something she had done since talking to Aurora.. and she hated showing it. Hated showing that at times.. she really did care. The camera turned back to the freeze frame on the television before fading to nothing.

Nasty8Tournament Round 3. 5-7-11

Wed, 25 May 2011 21:39:59 +0100

As the feed started to roll Kaylyn was seen sitting on a black couch in the arena having just got out of a match with Kami. Her head was laying on the back of said couch and she was being attended to by the EMT's.

Kaylyn: “Oh get the -ACW forced Censored- out of here. I don't need help. I am fine!”

She shoved the EMT away and he did as she asked and left her alone. She sat there for a long minute in silence.

Kaylyn: “I cant not -ACW Forced Censored- believe that shit. I put it all on the line.. injuring myself in the process, and it comes to them restarting the match and that -ACW Forced Censored- gets a roll up. My first match back in the business, and that's what happens. I tell you one thing.. that is not going to happen when I meet Cody Williams in the ring. After leaving here, I will get right to work once more pushing myself in the gym... injuries.. they will not stop me this time. This time.. nothing will stop me from leaving the business. I fought the cancer, and now I will get over this, the bruises will be almost healed, and I will be ready. You hear that Cody? I see you had a lot to say these last two weeks, and honestly... I think you are so full of shit... and full of yourself. Reflection of Perfection.... that suits a man like you, because you truly are just smoke and mirrors sent out to dazzle the fans that think you're a big deal. Well maybe where you are from that's all it takes, but in American Championship Wrestling, I worked with a man who was Perfection Personified, and you aren't even fit to shine his boots. While sVo is your territory.. everywhere I go is mine. No matter what ring I am in I shine... and I will do so once more when we step into the ring together.”

Still in her wrestling gear she needed to change at least to feel comfortable, and she did not care that the camera was there.. Walking over to her bag resting on the table she grabbed a towel, and her undergarments before walking towards the shower. She looked at the camera and laughed.

Kaylyn: “Keep it running, I will talk while I get ready.”

Standing right there she pulled those black jeans off after undoing them and letting them fall to the floor at her feet before she stepped out of them. Covering her? A blue lace thong, and she didn't even give a shit that the world was seeing it right now. That black jacket she was wearing with her loves name written across the back 'Aguirre' was taken off before being dropped to the ground as well. Her green T-shirt that was ripped so it would bare her torso and rest just under her assets was pulled off and dropped to the floor showing a matching bra to that thong.

Placing that towel, and her new garments on the rail right outside the shower she stepped inside before pulling the curtain closed. Withing seconds that bra was tossed over the top railing and moments later that thong followed.

Kaylyn: “You said something that made me laugh Williams. You said that you are the greatest, and that you are God's gift to professional wrestling. You want to think of yourself like that... that's fine. If that is how it is going to be, then you had better think of me as the mother -ACW Forced Censored- devil in professional wrestling, and guess what, temptations from the devil always come through... I will come into that ring, and the devil will come face to face with god.. and the devil will overcome all odds this time. There will be no God sending the devil to hell... it will be the devil planting your face in the mat with the Crusher and pinning you. ONE! TWO! THREE!”

The water was turned off and her hand was seen reaching out of the curtain to grab the towel and her garments. A few moments later she stepped out.

Kaylyn: “Hope you don't mind, because I have no problem showing my body. Think of it as a bikini, very little material and nothing showing, it works.”

Kaylyn smirked before walking away and going towards her bag. She pulled out a black dress, pulling it over her body, the material clinging to every curve she had.

Kaylyn: “You talked to Jackson and said she was blessed with the honor and privilege to step into the ring with you. Honey, that is exactly what I am saying to you... you should be honored to step into the ring with me. I am not your ordinary chick who will come into the ring and just -ACW Forced Censored- slap someone and claw at them. Nope, I am the type of -ACW Forced Censored- that does things her way. I step into the ring and put my body on the line doing anything I have to do to get a win. I am the type of person who does not give a shit. Want to hear a little story?”

Kaylyn: “Well, it does not really matter because you are going to hear it anyway. In ACW, I became the World Women's Champion. The second I won the title I wanted to vacate it, just to be a -ACW Forced Censored-... but little Ms. D'Angelo, who was the head of the company at the time, told me that I would not be vacating the title, and I would keep it and defend it just like everyone before me. Ya see, that shit kinda pissed me off, so I went and had a little fun. We happened to be in Vegas the following week. I had that title with me when I went into the casino... and instead of using my money to gamble... I handed over the World Women's Championship and got money for it. I gambled at Sarah D'Angelo's expense. I gave up American Championship Wrestling's Women's title. It was gone. Of course I am so -ACW Forced Censored- amazing that I won plenty of cash while I was in Vegas. Handed over the amount they gave me for the title, got the title back, and still had plenty of cash in my pocket... but I had the camera cut as I was gambling.. my phone was going off like crazy because they all thought the title was history. Oh yes... I love being me. You don't realize you are stepping into the ring with someone who manipulates people, I always get what I want.... and I will get the win over you Williams, one way or another.”

The feed cut as Kaylyn tossed her hand up towards it.

[Six hours later.]

Kaylyn had taken the flight from South Dakota where her last show was back home to Tennessee. The Red Dragon is where the feed picked up once more, and Kaylyn was sitting there at the bar with a bud in front of her, along with a shot of black Sambuca.

Kaylyn: “La vida nocturna. Todo el mundo tiene que amar. Después de todo, con unas copas en alguien, cualquier cosa puede suceder.”]

She meant every word of it too, the nightlife was the best, and with some alcohol in someone, anything could happen. That anything.. was her approaching her opponent for the coming week.

Kaylyn: “Now, I guess I should say welcome back, but -ACW forced Censored- all that shit. Ya know Cody, I don't even know who the -ACW forced Censored- you are. Never seen anything you done, and damn sure did not pay attention to any of your matches so far in this tournament... however... with that being said, you are already a thorn in my -ACW Forced Censored- side. You know why? Because you opened your mouth and let my name out of it before even knowing that I would be the one you would be facing in the end. Estúpido gilipollas de mierda. Él aprenderá, de la manera difícil. Sorry, do you not understand the words coming from my mouth when I speak Spanish to you? If that is the case then maybe you should go volver a la escuela, o simplemente caer muerto. Cualquiera o suena bien para mí.”

Evans laughed before lifting that beer and downing the whole thing, placing the bottle back on the bar and waving the tender over. While he was on his way over she grabbed that shot and took it real quick as well.

Kaylyn: “Another of both sweetie.”

The tender nodded before grabbing the empty bottle and walking off, within moments he was back with a beer and the bottle of Sambuca filling that shot glass. Evans pulled out a twenty and held it out to him with a smirk on her face. He went to take it from her and she held onto it for a moment.

Kaylyn: “Keep the change there love.”

She sent a wink to him before letting the bill go and he smirked back.

Kaylyn: “So, you think that I should just not show up, let you go and get the shot at Jackson... you must be out of your -ACW Forced Censored- mind. I never back down from a fight. I don't give a shit who it is against... I will get in the ring, and do my thing... and come out on top.”

She grabbed that beer sitting there and took a long sip from it, taking half of it in before placing the bottle back down. That shot was right there following up before placing that down also.

Kaylyn: “Whew. That feeling is amazing. You know the rush you get when drinking so much... that feeling that just takes over your body? Mmm, I am feeling it right now, and its lovely. That is also how I feel when I step into the ring. No matter who my opponent is, the second that bell rings I become another person completely. The only thing on my mind after that bell rings is destroying whoever I am facing, making them go through hell. Win or lose, there will be pain that you will never forget. When you step into the ring with me, you will come to see that I am not a joke. I am a -ACW Forced Censored- and hardcore, and you might just get a win if I decide to go under the ring and grab a pipe and take it over your head right in front of the referee. Pain is the goal. Winning is a bonus.”

Evans stood up from that stool and walked through the club. Going to the back of the club she went to a smaller area where a few pool tables lay. With an empty one in front of her she grabbed some quarters and placed them into the slot before pushing the thing in and watching as the balls rolled their way to freedom. Moving around the table she grabbed the triangle before placing the balls within it, making sure each one was in the right place. That triangle was removed and placed back under the table before she walked over to grab a stick.

Kaylyn: “You see, everything is about strategy. Making sure everything is exact. Never making a mistake.”

She held that stick in her hand running one along it before placing the que ball just where she wanted it and taking a shot breaking the balls and having both a strip and a solid going in.

Kaylyn: “As long as everything is in place, nothing can go wrong. When I step into the ring, everything comes into place. Every move is precise.”

A man came up asking if he could join he since she only took one shot and sunk one of each, she nodded and he was up to go.

Kaylyn: “Now before you get into the organization that I represent, let me tell you a little about it. American Championship Wrestling offers things no other promotion can. We raised the bar with our passionate Women's Division where the women are tougher pound for pound than most the male wrestlers in other companies could dream of. Dominant champions, gorgeous to a one and beyond that bottom line the best wrestlers you will ever see in a ring anywhere. Do you understand what I am saying to you? You are going up against the best of the best. No if, and, or buts about it! The second you see what you are up against in the ring you are going to wish you had stayed at home, because baby... I am not someone you want to get into the ring with. You can ask any of my opponents that. I put them through hell.... and back again. Another thing, there will be nothing but surprises with me. I mean, I am laying it all on the line, telling you what I am capable of, but you still have no idea what I will do to you when it is all said and done. I have that way with people. And I will defiantly have that way with you. There is no more count down. No days. Hours. Minutes. Seconds. Time is not of the essence, because the second you are in that ring all of time will stop, and the next thing you know you will have found yourself on your back and you wont even know how you got there. The pin will already have been made... the arena having already been cleared out... and the EMTs will be surrounding you.”

Seeing the man make a nice shot before missing on the other she smirked towards him.

Kaylyn: “And just like I am about to do now, It will be game over for you Williams this Sunday”

Kaylyn laughed before her focus went to clearing the table, and that is exactly what she did. One after the other they continued to fall and the man just stood there beside himself wondering what he was thinking.

Kaylyn: “Eight ball, lower right corner."

No sooner did she call it she went for the shot and watched as the ball sunk. Standing up straight she flipped that hair of hers back before looking over to the guy who asked to join her.

Kaylyn: “Next time, know what you are getting yourself into sweetheart.”

She placed the stick back in its holder before heading back through the crowded dance floor and to the bar once more. Once she got to the bar she leaned forward and as the tender approached her full of smiles she leaned closer still whispering into his ear. Pulling back she seen that smile across his face before he nodded. She smiled before sitting down as he brought over another bud and shot of Black Sambuca for her. There was a second shot glass there and he filled that one too before they both took the glasses and tossed the shot back. She smirked handing him another twenty, having to reach inside her bra for it before he walked off once more being told to keep the change.

Kaylyn: “It is so wonderful being me. I do what I want, when I want... and even when the odds are out of my favor, I have ways of getting around the odds and coming out on top. You can go and research me, try your best to find out everything you can, all you will come to see is I am unpredictable. There is no knowing what I will or won't do to win. My match with Kami tonight... that is an example... of what I will do to try and win.”

No sooner did she stop speaking did she cut off screen and a clip of the end of her match came across it.

~~~~~~~~~

::Manicured nails rake the eyes of the Japanese Wrecking Ball just as Hobbes separates Aguirre and Hiashi outside the ring by physically getting between them. Kaylyn clamps down on Kami's head and with a little assist from the ropes kicks off into her trademark 180-degree tornado DDT!::

::Kaylyn hooks the far leg of the near-still Kami and arches up into the pin for as much leverage as possible.::

One...

two...

::Kami lifts her near leg and gets the front half of her foot on the bottom rope but an astute La Segador shoves it down as in the same instant Hobbes spots him, his hand too close to counting three to be stopped!::

...three!

::Heather Lee takes up her microphone, some of Hobbes voice filtering into it but not enough to hear him clearly. She nods to him and lifts it to her own lips.::

HL: “Ladies and gentlemen, ACW referee Steven Hobbes has ruled that since Brian Aguirre interfered in the pin...”

::A furious Aguirre and Kaylyn watch as Kami, still feeling the head-first impact, gets up on her hands and knees...::

HL: “...that this match will continue!”

::The cameras get one shot of a wide-eyed Kaylyn's expression as she is drawn backwards by Kami who folds her up tight and puts all of her 131 pounds into keeping her down.::

One...

two...

::Aguirre is up on the apron trying to dive in between the ropes but it's too late!::

...three!

*DING!* *DING!* *DING!*

HL: “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner...KAMI!”

::Kami and Hiashi make their way up the ramp rather than lingering, knowing how close this match was for the former. Fuming in the ring, MMC stand daring the two to come back but teacher and student are not to be baited.::

~~~~~~~~~

The feed fades back in to Kaylyn who is sitting there drinking that beer and finishing it off as the camera man clears his throat.

Kaylyn: “Oh, are you done with that now? Good, I was wondering how long that would take. Anyway, that there shows you what I am capable of doing there, and I am sure you are thinking that was with Aguirre at ringside... but no, I am like that even when Aguirre is not with me... long before he had come into the picture I was like that. I had a pair of boots that had a nook in them just for brass knuckles to fit into, and the referees never seen them so I always had a weapon on hand. I made sure to check the arena after the ring would be put up before arena's started to open and fill with the fans, just to make sure that there was a pipe there and ready for me so I knew exactly where it was. I always have things calculated. I always make sure I can even the odds.. or get the advantage.”

Kaylyn stood up from that stool and walked around the bar, making eye contact with the tender before winking his way as she headed out the door. She smirked as she pulled out a black and put it between those lips of hers. A lighter came to follow before setting the tip a blaze as she inhaled that wine flavor. Moving it from her mouth she exhaled into the air before taking a side glance at the camera.

Kaylyn: “You continuously tell people how they got the luck of the draw in going against you, and this week that is not true... in your case. You see, you got that unlucky hand coming your way. It is your ability that will be tested this weekend.. you will get a better name, because of me! You don't have to thank the devil for anything, you can thank yourself for even making it this far... but sadly, you are done. Your time in this tournament has come to an end, thanks to Kaylyn James Evans, and you can bank on that. You talk about going out with a vengeance Cody Williams. Mr. Reflection of Perfection. I promise, you will go out with a vengeance. After everything is said and done you will want revenge on me... but I doubt you will ever get it.”

Kaylyn smirked before inhaling on that cigar once more pulling that butt out of her mouth she smirked before exhaling once more.

Kaylyn: “You and me, this weekend, we are going to set new standards for this tournament. This match will go down in the history of Wrestling Entertainment. We will both be known more then we are now... one for coming out on top, and one for leaving on a stretcher... that's right, you heard me boy, you will be leaving the arena on a stretcher. There is no other way out now... you have signed the contract, now either show up... and get your ass kicked and spend that time in the hospital, or don't show up at all... tis your call. Make sure to think long and hard on that one... because it's the last choice you will make in a while.”

Kaylyn laughed softly before inhaling once more, exhaling in the air that door opened to the bar once more. Kaylyn smiled before she opened her mouth to speak, but this time it was not for the camera after all.

Kaylyn: “I thought you would never get out of there.”

As the camera went to turn around to look and see who she was talking to she covered the frame before the feed was cut.

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Results came in..

ROUND 3 CHAMPIONSHIP
Submission Only Match
Kaylyn James Evans (ACW) Vs. Cody Williams (sVo)
This was a really, really tough match to jude. Cody, good work dude I'm glad to have finally gotten you into one of these. Kaylyn... nice. Even though you barely went over the limit I'm goin' to let it slide because you two put in some great effort and I'm proud to have had you compete in the 3rd Nasty 8. Kaylyn James Evans wins via submission at 31:01.

Nasty8Tournament Round 2. 4-23-11

Wed, 25 May 2011 21:39:00 +0100

The scene opens to Kaylyn James Evans sitting on a wooden floor talking to someone. Who it is.. we can not quite see.

“They all thought I got rid of you, but every time... every time I fooled them haven't I?” Kaylyn was silent for a moment before she laughed. “I could not get rid of you though... you were a gift after all. Even my ex thought I had finally gotten rid of you... if only they all knew I just had you hidden away. You are the evil inside me... I could never let you go... you are a part of me.”

The camera angle changed and it was seen that Kaylyn's companion was none other then a doll who looked very much like her. Those in ACW would know all about it, but those who didn't... well, I guess that would deserve some explanation.

“Oh yes, How silly of me. I forgot we had company who did not know all about you yet. Forgive me.” Kaylyn turned her head towards the camera at an odd angle, the look in her eyes eerie... almost... as if it were not her at all.”You see... my friend here was a gift from momma cross, she thought it would be good to send something my way after I threatened Aurora... after I faked a funeral for Aurora. The wax figurine of her was so wonderful even Momma Cross called Aurora up just to make sure she was alive... poor poor Aurora.. I wonder what ever happened to her.. Oh wait... she is gone now. Carnage got a hold of her. If only snake could have kept a better hold on his wife. Oh well... not my problem. Anyway, this here.. she was a gift.. a hex that momma Cross sent my way, and needless to say after so much time with the doll... it did possess me. Many have tried to destroy her.. but we just keep getting fakes and putting her away where she can't be found... isn't that right?” Kaylyn had turned her attention back towards the doll once more before smirking at its reply.

“We both agree there, but there is another one that I need to get into discussion with. We both watched everything that one Tyler Cooper had to say last week and we had much to laugh about. But before I get into that... Did you ever get that card for dear old mother Tyler? I would hate for you to miss the match due to an early bedtime for your punishment.” Kaylyn laughed but it was not like the laugh from the week prior.. this was much more sadistic. “You see Cooper... we don't know who you are, and we are not wasting time to research you either. Researching you would mean that I had a doubt in my mind that I could not defeat you, and I already know I can. So I am going to skip all those extra steps and give myself more time to work out a plan with my little friend here. Before we get back to our conversation though... I am not yet done with you. No no no, not one little bit.”

Kaylyn laid down upon that wooden surface and it was seen that her attire was nothing more then a very small pair of shorts and a bikini top in blue. Her hands came to rest on her stomach and her finger tips began to trail along her skin, higher before going along that bikini top, and even lower, going over areas of her shorts.

“You see.. you mentioned for everyone to turn their porn off... I don't watch porn... If I want to get all worked up and bothered... all it takes is a little touch like I am doing right now... I think it is a shame when people have to succumb to looking at porn when they have a beautiful canvas of their own to paint with their hands and get their rocks off. What I am hating even more is the fact that I am enjoying this so much I would have to stop..” Kaylyn lifted her head looking towards the doll before nodding.“Can you do the honors please?” As Kaylyn's hand was seen running along her waistband and just about to dip below the camera turned off as a flash came from the doll sitting by the woman's feet.

As the camera came back on it was with Kaylyn standing there with a towel wrapped around her. She bit on her lower lip and shrugged at the camera.

“My bad. He was the one talking about it.. I just got to enjoying myself a little too much showing him what the others should not have been watching in the first place.”

At first glance that doll seemed to be no where near Evans as the color in her eyes seemed to be back to normal once more. That always seemed to be a good thing, more so because the more time she spent with it the more possessed she seemed to become. At one point she carried it around in a bag and never seemed to be anything but trouble... then again, she was always trouble now... but before.. it was... different.

“You see Cooper, not all of us live at home with mommy and daddy still, some of us have made something of ourselves and gotten out of mommy and daddies houses.. hell even paid for mommy and daddy to be set for life... others like yourself probably just sit there in mommy and daddies house living off of them why you try to make a name for yourself. Hate to break it to you kid, but your name will not be made through me, because I plan on coming in the ring and finishing you off... and since you like to talk about porn so much... I will even finish you with my KY BOMB... sounds like a good idea doesn't it? I think so too.”Kaylyn smirked and sent a wink towards the camera. “Then again... I think just being in a match with someone like myself will have you creaming in your pants so fast you will go running to the back just to have to change... just don’t get any of it on me.. and we can keep it a secret when you -ACW Forced Censored- in your little britches in the ring being close to someone as fine as myself. Because I promise you.. never again will a girl of my stature be all over you, and sadly for you... it will be to kick your ass and get you out of my way so I can head onto my next opponent in this tournament.”

Kaylyn moved over to the dresser and grabbed out a pair of pink sweat shorts and a purple thong. Bending over she put her feet through that thong and pulled it up to where the towel did not move to show too much as she turned her back to the camera. As she went to step into those shorts and pull them up the towel lifted higher then she had expected and showed some skin as she pulled those shorts up. Dropping the towel her bare back was shown to the camera before she reached in a drawer pulling out a black bra with a pink lacking on the outer edge and pulling it on. Turning back around she seemed ready to speak.

“Oh close your damn jaw, you act like you never seen a woman in a bra before. I am covered, that's all that matters. Now, back to Mr. Six thousand -ACW Forced Censored- names. The only name you will be known of as of this weekend will be loser, because that is what will happen once you get into the ring with me. Hey, at least one good thing might come from me kicking the living hell out of you.. that phone of yours will not be ringing anymore... well, it will, but you wont be able to answer it from the hospital. Maybe with you not answering you will at least get a voice mail... or they will realize that they were calling a fool in the first place. I hate to break it too you Cooper, but you are nothing now. You might have made it past round one, but when it comes to round two, it will be mine.. there is no doubt in my mind about it.”

Kaylyn moved to go and sit on the edge of the bed crossing her legs before speaking once more after thought.

“You see, last week you kept saying that you were not scared of your last opponent... I am sure this week you are thinking, oh.. I have to face a chick, this will be easy.. but like I said, I am no -ACW Forced Censored- joke. Just like you said, deep down, I am a person just like you.. and anyone can be defeated.. that includes yourself. I just hope you don't go talking about all that crazy cannibal shit this time. Grinding someone up and … ugh.. I don't even want to think about it. And don't you even thinking of grinding either because you will not get a chance to grind with me.. you hear?"

Kaylyn stopped and tilted her head looking over towards the doll sitting on the chair.

“Well how the hell do I know what he is capable of? You think I actually paid attention to any of his shit? I mean if you want to watch it then you go right on ahead but I will be damned if I am going to watch action from a never will be.”

Kaylyn stared at the doll... it was obvious the conversation was with said one now.

“Please, he sits there and trash talks his mother then hangs up acting like it was nothing, hell at least he could have the balls to tell her flat out on the phone to shut the -ACW forced Censored- up and stop calling because he was busy... that would have made more sense. Seeing as he can flip on her in the first place why not?”

Kaylyn paused.

“Please, everyone flips out on their parents now and again!”

Another pause.

“Oh shut the -ACW forced Censored- up with that shit, now you are just being a -ACW Forced Censored- even my foster parents I argued with, happy now you stupid trick?”

Kaylyn rolled her eyes and looked away from the doll before looking back to the camera once more.

“So anyway, like I was saying, you had so much time to sit there and run your mouth as if you were tossing out a You-Tube segment.. hate to break it to you kid, but you are not Bo Burnham. You try your hardest to get everyone's attention by doing anything you possibly can, and guess what sugar? It still does not happen.... WHAT DO YOU WANT!?”

Kaylyn looked over to the doll as she started to yell...

“Oh, he said something about me now did he? Guess I will have to take a look. Ugh... how's about you cut the feed once more there sweet cheeks and let me see what this punkass kid has had to say... if he knows whats good for him.. he wouldn't have said much at all.”

Kaylyn turned around and laid across the bed, the camera still on getting a nice view of that bottom of hers even through the shorts as she typed in a code into the computer.

“She said you have that damn camera on still... now you shut it the -ACW forced Censored- off or I will make sure you never have a chance to reproduce.”

Quickly the feed ended.

Once more the camera was on and Kaylyn was laying there on her side in the bed shaking her head..

“You know.. I mentioned You-Tube already.. and after seeing your little... happy dance if you will... I just wanted to go barf. Seriously? A little happy dance for getting through round one? Kid.. the only credit I can give you is the fact that you are not completely counting me out.. however, what you did have to say kind of... contradicted that just a little bit. You said my first opponent had no skill at all... and buddy, you were not in the ring with him, so how the -ACW forced Censored- do you know what he did or didn't have? It just has to be him lacking skill instead of myself having so much skill he could not keep up didn't it? You say you don't want to see any clips of my matches, and -ACW Forced Censored- that is fine with me... you see, the clips were to show him what he was up against.. I guess you will just have to step into the ring and see for yourself how much out of your league I am. You see, where I am from.. they fear me.. and the reason of that fear? Quite simply because they know I am capable of anything. I will knock my own partner out in a match just to get my kicks, I will take a pipe and end someones career, take a chair to someones leg and make sure they never wrestle again. Kaylyn James Evans is someone who ends careers, but honestly... it does not look like yours is worth the time to end... because you have a long ways to go before you make it anywhere kid.”

Kaylyn rolled onto her back looking at the ceiling as she stretched a leg high in the air running her hands along it, back and forth along such smooth skin.

“You see Cooper... I have just came back into the business after being away from an injury.. and I bet you that when I get into the ring, you would never be able to tell. I could sit there and toy with you... get you all worked up and bothered... just to sit back for a minute and give you a chance to cool down and then do it all over again, or I could come in there and just go as fast and hard as I please to end it for you quickly. I myself.. I love foreplay. I love to see the look on my opponent's face as they show that they can not take it any more... that they are begging me to end it all.. and that is where the KY comes into play.”

Kaylyn rested her foot onto the bed keeping her leg bent before turning her head only back towards the camera.

“You see kiddo... your company put you into this tournament for a reason.. and it was not to show everyone else what you are made of... it was so they could laugh at you when you got knocked out. I bet more money then you will ever have that they were shocked as hell that you even made it past round one... but round two... ugh ugh, round two is going to me baby. You see, I am that kind of girl that can never get enough. I like to keep going, no matter how many times I have gotten my high from a match. I could be near death.. and I would still get back up begging for more. It's just who I am. I am a hard hitter. A career ender. A sexy -ACW Forced Censored- who will be coming in the ring and taking your ass out. You said this was between me and you.. but no, it was right the other way around... this is man vs. woman.. and remember that when you come to see that it is myself who is moving on in the next round. Remember it was a woman that took you out. Not only does this lady have a body to die for.. but I have skill in and out of the ring to match. So why don't you just do me a little favor there kid... get ready.. because you will need to be when you step in the ring with me.. but do us all a favor... go and whack off as much as you can before you step into that ring... because I kid you not... if you feel my body against yours... and I feel something... I will have no problem ending more then the match right then and there.”

Kaylyn laughed before her whole body shook just thinking about it.

“Ugh, could you imagine... god I would get sick before breaking any manhood he might have away. Just keep remembering something... if I can fight Cancer and win, I can fight anyone put in my path and do the same. Now turn the camera off, I think its fun time.”

Before the camera is shown being turned off her hands are seen sliding along her stomach down towards her waist then the feed cut.

Nasty8Tournament Round 1. 4-18-11

Thu, 21 Apr 2011 06:37:32 +0100

[This was my post for the Nasty 8 Tournament I entered with Kaylyn and just thought I would share it with everyone. Round 1 complete... onto round 2. <3]

“Once more I am finding myself back in the ring... Having just returned to American Championship Wrestling after another departure thanks to one Brianna D'Angelo. But not only is it ACW I have returned to, now... I am venturing elsewhere, and stepping in the ring with those I have never gotten into action with before. Seeing as that is the case.. It is only fitting that I give you some background information on myself, so you have some inkling of a clue as to what you are up against.”

The voice had to be placed, and seeing as it was a home gym it was easy to place it. Kaylyn James Evans was set for tackling the gym, and maybe not so much for company. Her attire was less then undergarments even, but it was comfort and that's all that mattered to her. A pair of blue jeans were cut down to the length of the zipper alone, her shirt just barely covering her nipples, but it covered all she needed it too.. the assets that were showing below the nipple did not matter to her. Her body was glistening from a great workout.. however, she was not quite done yet.. only on a break.

“I have been in and out of federations for years now, and before that, I was at home kicking my brothers... yes, plural.., kicking my brothers asses... So stepping into the ring against anyone is absolutely nothing to me. When I first came to American Championship Wrestling, I was the one that sat back and got walked over... that lasted less then a month before I stepped up and ran my mouth more then any of them could handle.. and you know where that got me? Above all the rest. I was tired of being walked all over, and I will be damned if me stepping into another company will start any of that all over again. Get it straight here and now.. while I know I am a work of art.. I am a dangerous weapon... and I am talking outside of the bed room right now.”

With a little laugh she sent a wink towards the camera before continuing.

“Now, when my name is mentioned... hell, even when I was seen backstage before resigning... everyone knew who I was... and they were afraid too. Everyone has come to see that I am not just the girl next door... and you will come to see that in the ring Mr. Young. You know I don't care how things work over in Full Circle Wrestling... but when I am, things just don’t go round and round. Where I am from things get ended... and that is what you have to look forward to... now, if you don't mind... cut the -ACW Forced Censored- camera until tomorrow.”

As Kaylyn turned her back to sit down on the bench baring her back to the world the camera feed ended...

When it returned it was to see a letter taped on the front door to Kaylyn's place in Tennessee.

04-13-2011

One thing I have come to see, is that in the ring... is where my heart is. I have been in and out of the ring over the years for many reasons, and no matter what happens, I have always come back. The thing that kept me out the most was the hardest for me to ever deal with. Cancer is no joke... it eats you away from the inside out, and not many can live to say they have defeated it.

I am one of the lucky few, I have defeated cancer after it sat there eating away at me. I am sure everyone is wondering just why I am writing this down. Quite simply, because I beat it. I defeated it, just like I will get into the ring and defeat everyone that comes into my way. We all have battles in life... and while I may have some that others have not, I am sure they have had their share also. I just have no problem laying all of mine out on the line. I am giving you an open book, so when you do face me in the ring, there are no excuses. And when you do come to lose... I don't want you to be hurt because it was by a female either. I have taken out men before... and I will do it again. I know how to look at a weakness... and take it down, break it apart, until there is nothing left. Cancer... that was a weakness for me... and now.. it is ancient history.

Mmm, history. The word can mean a husband who was tossed aside and refused to sign the divorce papers until you... gave him a reason to. It could mean business associates getting taken out in the middle of the ring for trying to run your life for you.. or tell you how too run it. Hell... it could mean Brandon Young after I am done with him this weekend... or just the same, it could turn out to be me in this tournament. Only thing with all those things is... the latter.. I never count myself out of the game.. not even when the game is counting me out. Speaking of out... I decided on a spa day... guess you will have to try me again another time, because I am done writing here. Looks like these nails can use a make over also. And before you get to thinking it... I am not some girly girl who will get in the ring and cry if I break a nail. I am a girly girl who will get in the ring, kick you ass, and go out for a manicure after to fix anything that might have broken... and trust... I break a lot. Not just on my body either. Remember that toots.
~Kaylyn J. Evans~

When the camera returns live once more it is to see clips running across the screen.

::The harsh sound of flesh upon steel sounded twice before Alexa caught herself and rocked Kelsia with an elbow to the stomach before trying to reverse the assault. Grabbing her by the hair, Alexa gave her opponent a wicked head shot on the stairs, sending her back with a hand to her face. Driving a boot into her unprotected abdominal, Alexa showed off her power with an over-the-knee backbreaker, then by keeping Kelsia in her arms and driving her down to the mat-covered concrete with a body slam. The impact arched Kelsia’s back and brought a wince to her face, but she fired back with a surprise right hand to Alexa’s jaw when an attempt to lift her was made.::

“This here, and the clips that will follow, are all from a street fight between Alexa and I... she was my first rival ever in ACW... and that was over two years ago... ask her now what terms we are on... and you will come to see the rival never ended. It just burned and continues to get more steam within it as the days go by”

On her feet with the help of the announcer’s table, Kelsia landed a kick and tried to pull Alexa into a piledriver, but found herself lifted overhead and nearly onto her back. Landing deftly on her feet, she hooked in a full-nelson and quickly drove Alexa to the mat with a KV Bomb before rolling on top of her opponent and hooking a leg. The referee had followed them out and was quickly in position, but the pin only got a two. Up on her feet, Kelsia leaned into the announce table and drove the boots to Alexa before picking her up and bouncing her head off the wood.::

“Oh, when she kicked out of the KV Bomb... I had no idea what I was going to do... my finisher only got a two count.. but still, I did not let that get to me, I was back in the action moments later.”

::Whipping Alexa back-first into the stairs, Kelsia went to the ring apron and threw up the cloth, peering under it for some manner of weapon. Coming out with a classic black steel chair, she teed off and swung hard at Alexa, who barely rolled away from the steps before steel smacked steel. The shock of the impact almost made Kelsia drop the chair, but she held on and went for another shot that nearly destroyed the timekeeper’s table when Alexa dodged the bullet again. On the third attempt, Alexa stopped her with a near low-blow before yanking the furniture out of her hands and driving the top into her stomach followed by a hard strike to her back. Kelsia dropped to her hands and knees from the impact and Alexa dropped the chair on the mat before pulling her up, looking for a backdrop suplex onto the chair.::

::As she’d done with the reversed piledriver attempt, Kelsia landed on her feet and grabbed Alexa, this time by the head before driving the back of it down to the floor and the chair. The impact was vicious and Alexa rolled about on the mat holding her head while Kelsia looked down at her with a vicious look in her eyes. Back to the ring, she searched around under it before she came up with her pipe…the same one she’d used against Alexa weeks ago. Already fighting her way back up, Alexa’s brief comeback was halted when Kelsia drove the head of the pipe into her stomach. Bringing the weapon up and around Alexa’s neck, Kelsia pulled back hard as the steel pressed against her opponent’s throat. The referee tried to admonish Kelsia, but there was little he could do.::

“As you can see, not only do I get put through hell... but I put others through hell as well. I have no boundaries. This was a street fight.. because we wanted to make sure we could destroy one another."

::Back up onto the stage, Alexa waited for Kelsia to get to her feet before leaping off with a double axe-handle that drove her back down. But when she pulled Kelsia up, the woman fought back with a rake of the eyes and an elbow to the jaw before following up with a neckbreaker. Using the opportunity to set up more punishment, Kelsia would set up a table below the stage, coming back over to Alexa and ramming her head twice into the side of the stage to keep her docile. A chair shot to the back further exacerbated the situation, but a swift chop to Kelsia’s chest as she lifted the chair for another blow made her drop it. Taking it up herself, Alexa waffled Kelsia across the head with the weapon, busting her open.::

::Driving Alexa to the floor hard with a vertical suplex, Kelsia left her lying and moved ahead, perhaps seeking a weapon or a new place to cause carnage. She left Alexa too long, however, and turned back to a pair of hard right hands and a one-way ticket into a vending machine. The lights within flickered from the impact as Kelsia’s body crashed into it…and when she crumbled to the mat, it actually dispensed a soda. Taking the can from the tray, Alexa popped the top and took a swig…then slammed the still-full can against her opponent’s bleeding forehead.::

::From there, Alexa picked up a nearby chair and laid into Kelsia with a few blows to the torso before seeing something out of the corner of her eye that backed her off. Tony and Adrean were coming towards her, looking to stop this assault. Tony moved to pull Kelsia up while Adrean forced Alexa to keep her distance by getting between them…though the chair-wielding woman seemed to be keeping them at bay as well. Once Kelsia was up, though, she realized what was going on and demanded a chair of her own. The moment Tony put it in her hands, though, she rammed the top into his stomach and then slammed it against his back, driving him to the floor. A hard blow across the head took care of Adrean, and allowed her to turn her attention back to the shocked yet smiling Alexa. One-on-one, indeed.::

“You know, I have to admit the boys had no idea what hit them. I told them to stay in the back... let me handle things on my own... but no, they did not want to listen. So they seen me take a beating... I know for sure they did not learn their lesson after that one.”

:Seemingly with her last burst of adrenaline, Kelsia hit a drop toe-hold that smacked Alexa face-first into the door…which didn’t give one bit. Already behind Alexa, Kelsia drew her head back and hooked a handful of the waistline of her ring gear. Using the door for added push, she hit her backflip reverse DDT down to the hard floor with gut-wrenching impact. Rolling into the cover, Kelsia hooked the far leg as the referee dropped to count.::

MS: “One…two…three! And absolutely no surprise about it after that impact!”

RJ: “Right on the wound taken from that glass door, too! Alexa might just have a concussion on top of everything else. Kelsia can’t even get to her feet to have her arm raised!”

::True enough, the referee has to signify her victory while she was still on her back, though she managed to get up against the wall before her associates, still stinging from her assault upon them, got her to her feet and allowed her to properly celebrate her victory.::

HL: “The winner of the match…Kelsia Vector!”

MS: “That, friends, was a street fight! A boston Street Fight for that matter! And it took two women to get it done!”

::Tony and Adrean, each with one of Kelsia’s arms around their shoulders, led her back to the locker room while the EMTs checked on Alexa who was upright but glassy-eyed from the impact.::

“All in all I won the match. Did it one on one... well, technically one on three since I took my associates out before they could get involved. I got tossed into a soda machine, delivered the goods, got hit in the head with them... tossed through glass, and so much more. I have been through hell and back in this company and those clips were only from one little match. How's that fee Brandon? Knowing I can go through all of that and not have a fear in the world? I have stepped into the ring with Snake, and many others, got my ass handed to me... but never once did I ever back down... and this week, it will be the same. I wont back down. If anything I will get right in your face and give you a reason to hit me. I sure as hell hope you are not one of those pussies that won't hit a girl because I promise you, I will say and do anything to change that. Once I step into the ring... I am lethal. Ready to be hit?”

“Now, while there is so much more I could say... I want to see if I can make it past the first round here. Once I do I will go on with some more about me. Hell, If I lose... you bet your ass you will see me again, because that just how hard I come.”

Kaylyn not once turned towards the camera, her voice having been behind it all the while, but the feed ended as it should have, and behind that blank screen was a woman ready to fight.

Why Kaylyn? Why?! 2-3-11

Thu, 21 Apr 2011 06:34:52 +0100

A blog written by Kaylyn

Ever since the ACW shockwave Event that was in Philadelphia, PA many have been asking the same question... is Kaylyn Vaude coming back to American Championship Wrestling? I have asked myself the same question time and time again, and today... I still have no answer to it. Why then was I at theWachovia Center? Hello... ACW... in my town of birth! Of course I was going to see what was going on. You must admit it was rather amusing seeing the faces of those backstage as they seen me walking around. Everyone knows what to expect from me... but no one expected to see me again anytime soon.

I was taken out of Action months ago by Brianna, and since then, no one heard of me until I showed up unexpectedly. I stopped blogging for my fans, stopped tweeting... I stopped it all. I did however keep track of what was being said.

One thing I noticed alot was many questioning were Chris and I still together. He has been seen around with other females, and the media made sure to capture it... so are the Vaude's finally over? That question I will not be answering. I will let everyone think as they wish on it. Are we over? Are we just toying with the media? I guess time will answer that question for you all wont it?

Why was I at shockwave? Quite simply... I was in town with family.. and I desided to stop and see the show... but no... that can't be it! You were not sitting within the arena as a fan! You were backstage! I have seen it all written many times, and quite frankly... yes, it is that simple. I was there to see the show... but why not go backstage and get people wondering. Come on now. You all know Marrow loves to stir things up to make an extra dollar! What better way then to have it on film... Kaylyn Vaude in the arena! Backstage! She must be returning!! Then you all toon in at Declaration of War just waiting to see if I am there again... and no, nothing. I am sure you will all toon into Shockwave this Sunday as well, and many will be looking to see if they see me anywhere in the scenes... and guess what... it will not be happening. Kaylyn Vaude is DONE with American Championship Wrestling. Kaylyn Vaude is NEVER coming back. The sooner all the fans realize that... the better it will be for you all.

Many of you will read this blog and be disappointed, but quite frankly... when have I ever cared about what the fans think?

Getting rid of the past. 4-4-10

Thu, 21 Apr 2011 06:32:57 +0100

Kaylyn had gone to hell and back in the match at Defiance and it was no surprise that she was not cleared to compete this week. She was not able to leave the ring without help from the EMT's who did not even get to do their job right away as Chris Vaude had come running down and helped her out of the ring himself. He did as Kaylyn wished, and stayed in the back throughout the match. It was what she had wanted. The hours in the hospital went by rather quickly for Kaylyn, as she was unconscious most of it. It was sheer luck that she was allowed to leave the hospital when she did, and that is why the camera found her in the comfort of the home she shared with Chris Vaude in Brooklyn New York.

"When I agreed to do the match, I never fathomed that I would be in the ring with Snake ... and Devon for that matter, alone. To be honest though Chris... I would do it all over again knowing the outcome."

Sitting on the couch, as she did not wish to stay in bed as the doctor ordered, she was curled up with her feet on the couch. Her head was pounding still, and the bruising on her face were quite apparent. She had no shame in letting everyone see the hell she went through. How much bruising was really there no one knew due to the sweat pants, and one of Chris's sleeved shirts being worn by her to cover her body up completely. She glanced over at Chris waiting to see if he would say anything. After all, he was furious at the outcome of the match... but more so the damage that was done to his wife. At the same time, he knew what the business brought about.

Silence was all she got from him and that bothered her. Rising off the couch it was apparent that her ribs were damaged from the wincing she did and how her hand went to her side rather quickly. Her movement was slow, but she made her way over towards Chris who had been pacing back and forth in the living room. She lifted her arms to stop him from moving before resting her head on his chest.

"You can't blame anyone baby. I knew what I was getting into. I know how dangerous each of them are as a single, so it was obvious it would be worse with them as a whole. I am not going to back down. I will continue to fight Toxic Melody if Sarah asks me to."

The silent treatment would continue as he stood there, staring out the window with his wife's head rested against his chest. His muscular arms would be wrapped around her, holding her close to him. Even though he was not in the best of moods, Chris would not take it out on Kaylyn. "So i'm just supposed to turn a blind eye towards the fact that a male put his hands on my wife?" His hands would ball up into fists."Not even one male.. But two at the same time?!"

His hands around her was comforting, exactly what she needed right now. Even though she could tell how tense he was, he was still being calm with her. At least as much as he could be. Her head lifted, and she looked at him. "You know what the business brings about. You also know I am not afraid to step into a ring with a male opponent. All in all... they were opponents. This was not just a match, it was a war." She leaned in and kissed his cheek, thinking that if she tried elsewhere he might turn away right now.

It was obvious that he didn't see it that way with the look on his face. Before he could say anything, the lips of Kaylyn would make contact with his cheek. Baby blue hues stared into her brown ones. " I understand the way the business works. But what they did, was just too damn much. They were seriously trying to injure you. And that shit doesn't sit well with me. I did what you wanted, I stayed in the back. But there were many times within that match where I was going to break my promise to you and come out there and take out the whole damn gang of pu[explicit]ies! " The fire within those eyes was visible.

As he stared into her hues she could see the fire within his own. Not only that but she could hear it when he spoke. "Chris, the same way you want to protect me, I want to do the same for you, that is why I asked you to stay in the back." Her hand went and slid along the tense muscles along his chest. "They are more then what meets the eye. I know you have dealt with plenty of touch competitors, and you never back down as well, but this is one group I would not want to get too personal with. They have abused those within my life before, and the last thing I need is for them to come after you as well." It was easily seen that this topic was getting to her.

He smirked as she finished speaking, almost chuckling. " Listen. What has happened to me in my career, has made me the man I am today. I've been beaten almost within an inch of my life on a few different occasions. I've been jumped. It still doesn't matter to me. A few nights in a hospital is not as bad as most people think. " The smirk remained as it seemed he had calmed down a little. " If they want to come after me, so be it. But if they have any credibility at all, they will do it on a one on one scenario. In the back of my mind, i'm leaning towards them wanting to make an example out of me, so all of them will attack me at once. If that's the case, you know me baby. I'm like Garth Brooks. I got friends in low places. "

Kaylyn could not help but to laugh at that as well. "Baby, all I am saying is you know the business as well as I do. Things happen that are out of our control. This was something that was out of your control. Don't blame yourself. Like I said, I would do it all over again if asked. And if Sarah still wants me to help her against Toxic Melody... I am all for it." She stepped back out of his embrace and walked over towards the mantle. Sitting on top of it was none other then the doll that Aurora Matthews family had sent Kaylyn's way months ago. Kaylyn stared at it for a long minute before a smirk grew across her face. Nothing was said from her, but it was apparent she was ready to say something... but to whom?

Her hand reached out taking that doll within her grasp and Chris came up behind her whispering something in her ear. That, whatever he said, knocked that look out of her eyes and she shook her head. Turning to look at him she smiled before looking back at the doll in her hand. She stared for a long moment before tossing it into the fireplace under the mantle. Grabbing the fire-starter from atop the mantle she opened it and drenched the doll in it then closed it and placed it atop the shelving once more before lifting the matches and striking one to a light. Staring at the flame for a moment she smiled before tossing it onto the doll which was set ablaze instantly. Chris' hands wrapped around her waist as he rested his chin on her shoulder watching the black flames starting to come within the blaze.

“Time to say good-bye to the past, and keep moving forward.”

Her own hands came to his own around her waist as she relaxed back into his frame without a care in the world. The camera held for a moment before the scene faded away.

Yan's catching up with Kaylyn Vaude 2-25-10

Thu, 21 Apr 2011 06:28:59 +0100

Not long after the camera turned off signalling the end of Kaylyns ACW TV promotion towards her opponents in the triple threat this week... Charles Yan, who still enjoyed interviewing the heel known as Kaylyn Vaude even though she did deck him across the face some time back, was ready to go with the questions he had come up with since Kaylyn's return.

The superstar herself did not change from the white sweat pants she was wearing low on her hips, and the black beater that was cut off across her abdomen about three inches above her navel. Her hair flowed down her back in soft waves, and some was over her shoulder resting in front of her form. She crossed the room and called over the man that was hitting the boxing bag in the other room, as she took a seat on the set that was put up within their home between her promotion and now.

The punching bag would come to a complete stop as the Mystery Man heard Kaylyn summoning him over to her. All White Nike Uptowns carried him over across the tiled floor into camera view. A pair of black and very baggy Ecko sweatpants covered his muscular toned legs at the moment, white wife beater fit perfectly across his chiseled chest. A black towel hung out of his right back pocket. Reaching his hand around, that towel would be pulled out of his pocket and brought up to wipe some of the sweat that had developed on his face. Bringing it back down, baby blue hues would stare into the camera.

As the camera had turned on, the house itself was cut out of the shot from the black back drop that was put there for the set. Three chairs, two on one side, and a table between the third, which was occupied by Charles Yan. Kaylyn had of course sat closest too Yan, with the other man at her side. Those dark hues would turn from the man who sat down, then back over to Yan.

Kaylyn Vaude: "Guess we are ready when you are now."

Even though she had some history with Yan.. she would rather him interviewing her then a goody good like Pam. Heartless Kaylyn was at times but oh well... thats life isn't it. That too familiar smirk came across her lips as she waited for the interviewing to begin.

Charles Yan had on his nicer charcoal gray suit, with a crimson silk shirt, black tie, and Gucci loafers...looking very uptown despite that sort of hard mean-eyed look he always seemed to have when dealing with certain members of ACW's roster. Despite that look he had a smile on his face rather than his usual smirk because Kaylyn Vaude in an interview always meant great ratings for the ACW interviewer. People still talked about how he could just seem to catch Kaylyn at her best of the worst, so to speak. He adjusted his tie and checked his palm pilot, those dark eyes roaming and taking in the other occupant of the room, noting him and obviously having some curiosity there.

Charles Yan "I was born ready, unless its Tee Voland and her brother, those two are crazy."

He paused to chuckle darkly, he hadn't forgiven them for stranding him in the middle of lake Eire on a stolen yacht. Kaylyn smirked before her eyes rolled.

Kaylyn Vaude: "I must agree with you there Yan, but I am sure that is not why you traveled this far... to talk about Tee and Mike..."

Charles Yan "Too true, too true. Now Kaylyn, while I personally think its fantastic you've returned there are people who wonder at your timing...and your actions against Ms. Juliana Torres. Care to respond to their curiosity?"

Kaylyn Vaude: "Yes. Of course, everyone is always wondering just why I do what I do. To be frankly honest with you Yan... Torres was in the wrong place at the wrong time. I will be damned if I let anyone touch me... even if accidental, and there not be reprecussions for those actions. The beating on her might have seemed harsh... but I thought it suited her just well. Wish I could see the marks it left on her though. Always nice to view my handy work." A soft bit of laughter came over her before she got serious once more. "As for my timing... lets just say... I got bored sitting around, and not doing any damage." A small shrug was all he recieved on that account.
Charles Yan: "Ah, now that's a great reason in my book. There are some that say you have darker forces at work in your life Kaylyn and not just that doll you carted around much of last year. What do you have to say to people that think you're either crazy or just plain evil?"

The man would shift his leg on the chair that he sat upon. A chuckle would be heard from him as Kaylyn was just accused of being crazy. He looked over at her, giving her a shrug then turned his attention back to the interviewer. Hearing mention of the doll, she could not help but to laugh. Hearing the laughter coming from next to her...it was obvious she was not the only one who thought of those accusations to be... well, humorous.

Kaylyn Vaude: "Evil... Crazy... People can think of me however they wish. Honestly, none of their opinions of me matter. Only one opinion matters, and that person knows the real me. They want to think I am crazy.. and evil.. They have not seen anything yet. They want to see crazy and evil... I am sure I can think of something that will rock their world."

Charles Yan: "Well since you've been away from ACW, I'm sure that knowing you that you've been paying a close eye on some of the happenings both on camera and behind the scenes. What I'd like to do now is a bit of quick work association. I'll say a name and you give me the first thing that pops into your head when I do. Let's begin with...Alexa Rose."

Kaylyn Vaude:  "Fiesty"

Charles Yan: "Vespertine."

Kaylyn Vaude: "Drama Queen"

Charles Yan:  "Aurelei Jamison."

Kaylyn Vaude:   "Ha. Really now, does she need any words?"

Charles Yan: "Too true. Aurora Matthews."

Kaylyn Vaude:  "Trapped."

Charles Yan:  "Michaelina Summers."

Kaylyn Vaude: "That girls definately got spunk. Kicked my ass didnt she?" Kaylyn scowled remembering it.

Charles Yan:   "Now for some of the men. Logan Alexander."

Kaylyn Vaude: "Can't say I paid much attention there..."

Charles Yan:   "Cujo Williams."

Kaylyn Vaude:  "Arrogant."

Charles Yan:    "Gryphon."

The man would hold his hand up, stopping Kaylyn from answering for the moment.

? ? ?: " Hold up. Hold up. " The first time the man would speak. " Did you just say Cujo?! " A smirk came across his tiers before he chuckled. " That sounds like a dog name to me. " That was followed by another chuckle before he looked over at Kaylyn. " Sit Cujo sit. " Then the smirk disappeared just like that as he turned to look back at the interviewer once more.

Charles Yan: "He is actually known by the moniker "The Wild Dog", as a matter of fact."

Turning to her side she smirked and laughed slightly nodding her head before turning back to Yan with a reply.

Kaylyn Vaude: "Gryphon?... I could say plenty there... but I think I will remain silent on that one." She just smirked and then remained quiet.

Charles Yan: "Then on to...Hyena."

Kaylyn Vaude: "Honestly.. he makes me laugh."

Charles Yan:   "Eric Donavan."

Kaylyn Vaude: "Donavan... What can I say.. he goes from Roric... the savior of ACW... to a little b-censor-h... am I right? Snakes little b-censor-h... or is it Aurelei's..." She seemed to contemplate that for a moment. "..either way it dont matter, he is nothing to me."

Charles Yan:  "Snake."

Kaylyn Vaude:   "Fake."

That actually got Yan to do a double-take, a slow blink from the strongly built Asian descended reporter/interviewer.

Charles Yan: "Care to elaborate on that one Kaylyn?"

Yet again that hand would be brought up from the man.

? ? ?: " So we have a dog.. " He would smirk. " And a snake.. " He just shook his head in amazement. " I know some men can act like enraged animals sometimes.. But naming yourself after one is just going a little bit too far. "

She laughed once more hearing his imput on the men in ACW.

Kaylyn Vaude: "Why hide their animal instincts from the public?" She smirked before going on. "I figured that was coming Yan. Don't get me wrong.. his ring skills.. great. I know that first hand. Everything else about him... forget it. A total bad ass... the devil of ACW. Please. Am I supposed to fear him? He walks around like his shit dont stink... well guess what.. it does."

Charles Yan: "I just knew I should have let production do that vid package..." His keen dark gaze went to the man at Kaylyn's side.  "All right chuckles, you've piped up twice now. How about you do us the courtesy of telling the ACW fans just who the hell you are?"

Charles Yan was after all, just as known for his abrasive streak as well, Kaylyn was. The man was caught off guard by the interviewer's audacity. He went from a relaxing mood to being enraged in faster time then Santino Marella lasted in the 2009 Royal Rumble. He went to stand up, but would be stopped by Kaylyn. Being placed back in his seat, he looked over at Kay before back to the man.

Kaylyn Vaude: "Trust me. Yan loves to try and feul people... I dont think he wants a repeat of before though..." She turned to Yan with a glare.

Charles would blatantly smirk. If the man laid one hand on him Kaylyn would pay the fine for assaulting a member of the ACW Staff and 10k was no laughing matter even to someone rich...her glare was met with another smirk.

Where as the man who Kaylyn just asked to ignore Yan nodded over to Kaylyn before looking back at Charles.

? ? ?: " The only thing you need to know Mr. Yan. " Baby blue hues stared a hole right through him. " The name is Chris. " Then no other words were spoke by him.

Charles Yan: "Kaylyn now that your companion has introduced himself, let's get back to business. Now that you have returned, care to let us in on what your goals are? Either short or long term?"

Kaylyn Vaude: "Yan... my goals will never change. I am going to do what I do best. Piss people off... light a fire.. and watch it burn."

Charles Yan: "Is there any one person on the ACW roster as a whole that you want to say anything to? A warning, a threat, an invitation to dinner and a movie?" There was that little snide tone again, sort of amusing from such a large man.

Kaylyn closed her eyes keeping herself calm. A deep breath was taken before she opened them once more and put on a fake smile.

Kaylyn Vaude: "I would hate to give any one message. No one is worth signalling out, because none of them are honestly worth my time. Those that are worth my time already get it."

Charles Yan: "Oh come on Kaylyn...you're not shy, nothing at all for any wrestler? Sarah? A tech that made your coffee wrong one time last year?"

Kaylyn Vaude: "You know Yan... you are making 10,000 well worth it. The only one that I would send a message to.. would be Sarah. I think I have plenty to say to her... and if she wants to find out what that is... she knows how to reach me."

Charles Yan: "Well then, any final words before we end this interview for the fans? Any last thoughts?"

Kaylyn Vaude:  "All I have to say... is everyone had better be looking out. I didnt come back just to sit around. I came back to destroy... and I see plenty in my future... factions are building and taking over... or trying to... I don't think it will last too long. I have plenty of surprises coming... and they will unfold soon. I guess all anyone can do... is stay tuned for what is to come about in American Championship Wrestling."

Charles Yan: "There you are ladies and gentlmen, Ms. Kaylyn Vaude."

Adjusting his tie once more he rose up and left, leaving the camera there in case Kaylyn wanted to say something without his presence there. Seeing Yan walking off she turned to Chris and leaned in saying something that the camera did not pick up. When she turned around she seen the camera still there.

Kaylyn Vaude: "You can leave." Came that harsh tone from her vocals. Turning away once more she continued to talk to Chris keeping her face from the camera so no words were caught. A few seconds later she stood up and Chris followed with a smirk on his face.

Now what?! 11-21-09

Thu, 21 Apr 2011 06:20:26 +0100

Charity week had come and gone and the man that had bid and won Kelsia for a day was just now claiming his day with the World Women’s Champion. Lucky for him, he spoke to her that day and let her know he had to be on the next flight out for a business trip. Even though the Women’s champ seemed thus far to be nothing but cold hearted, that was proving to be not the case. Whether it was because this was for charity or not was yet to be known.

Too the viewers there was a split screen, one side showing Kels, and the other showing her companion who was going to be spending the day with her.

Kelsia: “You’re coming all the way to Philadelphia?”

Montrose Weston: “After speaking with Adrean, and him mentioning dinner at your brothers house, he paid to have my ticketchanged to Philly.”

Kelsia paused hearing this and knowing that what he wanted was going to be what happened today, she figured why not try to change his mind.

Kelsia: “You know you don’t have to come here. I have no problem coming to you.”

Montrose: “Much appreciated Ms. Vector, but my flight is about to board. Not only that, but this is a bonus for me. Not only will I be spending the day with you, but now I will be meeting your former partners in crime, so to speak. Adrean also mentioned that under the circumstances… Uria might tag along. Anyway, I will see you in two hours Ms. Vector.”

Kelsia: “It’s Kelsia, and okay. I will meet you at the airport.”

After hanging up the phone, Kelsia paced back and forth for a long minute. The camera was here to document the whole thing seeing it was for an ACW event, or regarding a previous event at least. From what she was told, there was a camera following Mr. Weston right now as well as he was on his way here.

Plopping on the sofa she sighed before picking up the phone and dialing out. Pressing the speaker button she dropped the phone into her lap as she tried to remain calm, pulling her legs up on the couch under her.

Adrean: “Ah, Hot Chocolate. I am assuming you just got off the phone with Mr. Weston regarding the change in your date plans no?”

Kelsia: “First off, this is not a date, it’s purely business. I guess you wouldn’t know much about distinguishing the difference between the two now would you?” A pause then she went on. “I don’t know what you have in store for today… but you had better watch yourself.”

Adrean: “Now, now sweet cheeks, threats are not a good way to start off the day. If me calculations are correct, you have less then an hour before you have to leave for the air port. Use your time wisely. After all, I would hate for you to be late for the festivities.”

A click signified that he hung up and for a long minute Kels just sat there in silence. Raising her head she looked off screen.

Kelsia: “I don’t think so. You are staying here today!”

With that said Kelsia got up and headed upstairs. The camera watched her, and after she had disbursed from view the camera turned in the direction Kelsia had spoken. A doll house sat on top of a table. Hand crafted and specially made, which everyone would notice, it was a replica of Hot Chocolates own home. Each room crafted to exact replication. In the bedroom on a bed matching Kelsia’s own was the doll she had recently gotten back, much thanks to Lady Death. The camera zoomed closer, not on the doll, but what was on a shelf on the wall over the bed. A small replica of the World Women’s Championship Title lay across it with Kelsia Vector written across the name plate.

Camera man: “Too weird.”

Those two words were heard before the scene faded. The viewers at home knowing that more would be shown as the day progressed.

[A FEW HOURS LATER….]

Pulling up outside her brothers home, the camera man had beaten her there and already set up.

Kelsia: “This is going to be a long day.”

Weston: “You really don’t think they would do anything mischievous with me around, do you?”

Kelsia: “Funny how everyone sells them short. They think I am trouble in ACW? If they get these two pissed off… let’s just say it will make my doings look saint like.”

Turning the ignition of her truck off she opened the door and white sneakers were seen hitting the ground. Dark blue jeans rode low on her waist, a gold T-shirt was cut off so it rested just below the solar plexus. It was obvious she was not trying to impress anyone. As Mr. Weston rounded the truck he was seen wearing jeans himself, but he dressed with a nice light blue button up shirt. Too T&A’s discredit, Uria stayed at Kelsia’s for the day, but he did go to the airport and also gave an autographed shirt to Mr. Weston so he made out pretty well.

Heading to the back gate, Kels hesitated before opening it. The camera got a glimpse of her brothers, as well as the Black brothers but from the looks of it, her parents were not going to be joining them.

Kelsia: “Oh great!”

She muttered before telling Montrose to go on in. He stepped ahead but stopped and looked back.

Montrose: “I deal with camera’s all the time… Do they have to stick around? It’s making me feel like I am on the job.”

A look of shock and frustration came across the face of the champion. Turning back to the camera man she shrugged before stepping within the yard and closing the gate behind them. The camera, though looking at a closed gate, did get a little vocal’s before it cut the feed.

Adrean: “Montrose, what’s good bro? Looks like everything all worked out according to plan didn’t it?”

Kelsia: “What is that supp…”

Tony: “Chill Kels, you will get to talk soon enough, right now… we eat.”

The camera turned off and much later in the evening it turned on once more. This time it was dark outside. A glimpse of Kelsia storming out of the gate and heading towards the truck was seen. Mr. Weston followed after her looking away from the camera. No sooner did Montrose get into the truck Kelsia pulled off still looking irate. The camera turned back to the gate where the brothers and former partners of Kelsia’s were standing.

Lance: “Don’t you think that might have been going to far?”

Adrean: “Not at all.”

Anthony: “Think she will talk?”

Adrean: “Of she knows what’s good for her.. She will stay quiet and act like everything went well.”

Donta: “And you don’t think Montrose will say anything, maybe write all about it?”

Tony: “Not a word. After all, he had a nice penny coming his way.”

Tony and Adrean got a good laugh and her brothers seemed reassured as well. Adrean turned towards the camera mans’ van just then and seen the camera on the dash board.

Adrean: “That damn thing had better be off!”

The view zoomed out, and from the sound of tires screeching it was obvious the van was backing away. The feed died after that as the van turned onto the road.

Everything comes out sooner or later... 8-29-09

Thu, 21 Apr 2011 06:16:30 +0100

It was a nice afternoon and Kelsia had made mention that she would go to sign some autographs for a few hours after being asked. Not the way she wanted to spend her day, but after all, these were the fans that came to see them each and every week, some having traveled for hours, or more to get there. The camera was running and catching conversations here and there but then again, there were so many people it was hard to catch everyone.

After some time Kelsia stood up ready to leave. The camera was not on her so it was the best time to go. When the camera did catch her it was some time later and she had supposedly left a half hour ago. Even the camera man had to take a double look to make sure he was seeing things right. Kelsia Vector was by the door talking to none other then Night Rider.

The camera tried to get closer but Kelsia caught it and without even a goodbye she walked off leaving Rider and the camera to themselves. When things picked up again it seemed like hours later. It was not yet dark out and Kelsia was sitting there looking like she was waiting for someone. No sooner did none other then Uria Kane walk into the room. Seeing her sitting there he stared at her a long moment before finally speaking to her.

Uria: "So, are you looking for a new man in your life?"

Kelsia knew right off hand what he was referring to. This was the first time they had met up and had a chance to talk since Kelsia had set out that challenge to both Uria and Rider. Standing up she looked over towards him, not sure if he was really asking such a question.

Kelsia: "No"

That one word was so simple to say, and it meant to much. Without warning Uria grabbed Kelsia and pulled her into him before his lips came down to meet her own. No sooner did she start to enjoy that moment then he that quickly pushed her back from him.

Uria: "So you are just looking to see me hurt him bad? You know that it's only at the cost of me losing you that my demon would release itself to make sure i kept you. If that is what you want... go ahead and make the match." Uria was silent for a moment before speaking once more. "Damn, only a crazy woman like you would get her kicks from me hurting someone." A smile came over the feature of Uria Kane. "I like that."

Kelsia: "So, say I talk to Sarah, and arrange the match. What would you do if you happened to lose?"

Uria: "What would I do if I lost? Well doll, that like asking what would birds do if they didn't fly, and they do fly. I, I don't lose!"

Kelsia: "So you are telling me to go ahead and set this match? You mean to tell me that Rider accepting is fine with you?"

Uria: "Hell, it's his funeral. If you make damn sure it's an unsanctioned match, because if he signs on that dotted line.... I will kill him. That is final!"

Kelsia: "Typical," she stated looking quite annoyed at his response.

Uria: "What do you mean, typical?"

Kelsia: "Simple. You let me run my mouth. You let Rider accept my challenge before you even say you don't want it. Come to find out you are all for it. Really shows what kind of man you are now doesn't it? After all, there is always that slight possibility that he might beat you in the ring.... again."

Uria: "Well Doll if you didn't want it, then you shouldn't have asked for it, You opened your mouth, and now you got to deal with the outcome of what ever happens, but you need to have faith in your man! He got owned the last time we met, and with you on the line I don't plan on holding back. He don't stand a chance in hell against me, and you better know that."

Kelsia: "I was only saying there is that small chance..... either way, you both accepted, so I guess there is no turning back now. Remember, you have to deal with the consequences too."

Uria: "I don't have to deal with Jack. You see, I'm not the one that is going to have his hands all over me if I lose, you are. Bruises heal, but you can't wash that kind of nasty off. So, I'm not worried. I can and will beat the hell out of him, but your the one that has to worry!"

Kelsia looked over to him as she sat down on the chair, her hues stared up at him and a brow rose.

Kelsia: "If I have to worry then you are saying you don't have faith in yourself after all."

Uria: "I have all the faith in the world. But you opened your mouth. You asked for this, and me being the great man that I am... I accepted, and now your not liking that I did."

Kelsia got quiet and seemed at a loss for words in one of few times that would ever be shown.

Uria: " Look Kelsia, I'm not the one who came up with this great idea. I'm the one that is going to keep you out of the hands of that muscle brained freak. Understand, I don't like this idea, but as a man, I'm not going to be backed down, Not happening."

Kelsia: "Oh trust me, I know you are all man. "

Uria smiles and steps closer, and places an arm on her shoulder. He then leans in and kisses her cheek softly and speaks in a low tone.

Uria: "Kelsia, Have faith Doll, I got this. Oh and know that if I see you talking to that walking talking peace of fecal matter, we will not have to worry about a match, because I'm going to tear his head off on sight.....ok love!"

Kelsia looks up at him, she seems frozen by what he said.

Kelsia: "So, if you catch him talking to me you are going to kill him?" Simple question that he had already answered but as she asked it, she turned away looking suspicious.

Uria: "Yes Kelsia, if I catch you talking to that muscle head, I will kick his head off his shoulders and play soccer with it!"

Kelsia: "Oh... um. Alright then." Said in a low curious tone.

Uria: "Kelsia, you got something on your mind, or are you just having fun playing the *I'm hiding something* game?"

Kelsia: "What would make you think I am hiding something?"

Uria: "Well the low tones and the questioning me about what I just said. Something is going on, or am I mistaken?"

Kelsia: "You are not mistaken. Enough about that though, you have your match to prepare for." She said quickly trying to get off the topic at hand.

Uria: "I'm not worried about the match, I have a Canadian and a cowpoke to beat up, I'm ready yesterday. Today I'm just thinking about going out there to get my title, and about not being mistaken. Why don't you go ahead and let it out then!"

Kelsia: "Oh, I highly doubt that you would want to know that while I was out earlier I happened to run into none other then Night Rider and we happened to have a chat." Before he could speak she stood up. "Looks like its time for me to head out about now."She stated as she turned her back to him.

Uria steps closer once more and places his hand on her shoulder and turns her around to face him. His look said it all but his words came out anyway.

Uria: "So your telling me that you and he were talking?" Kelsia stood there and bit her lower lip as she slowly nodded to answer him. "And what is it that Rider had to say? It wouldn't have happened to have been what he wanted written on his tombstone would it?" Again Kelsia answered him with a shake of her head. Nothing else was said before Uria blew past Kelsia and opened the door. Before she could even get him to stop and let her explain the door closed leaving her standing there alone.