Reigna

[☆Demmi-Mae☆]

Screaming can be heard backstage a foreign language, but the high pitch frequency can tell whom it is screaming her frustrations out. As the cameras begin to search for her, she can be heard swearing and thing’s being thrown. As the cameras finally catch her she is leaving the room and marching back to hers.

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
"Why the fuck do I have to face some low life girl? I did the whole destroying thing through and through. Who the hell is this girl and who does she think she is. I am the best female here and no pathetic excuse of a girl is going to knock me down that happened once it isn’t happening again!"

Huffing Demmie continues down the corridor before kicking her own door open startling the girl with the Mohawk hair in there.

.:.Jax.:.
'Reigna what’s wrong?'

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
"Don’t even get me started. Get me a drink bitch."

The girl complies and gets Demmie a coke before they both sit on the sofa, the girl not wanting to disturb her majesty.

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
"You know how when I first started I faced all those low time freaks and sent them crying home in pain never hearing another peep from them?"

The girl nods as Demmie takes a sip from her drink before leaning back and continuing.

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
"And then I moved up and actually made people recognize me, then won the belt blah blah blah now we here again finally am within grasps of the belt and have POT as the next name on my hit list. Never mind I’m doing this company a favour wiping out those old time wannabe wrestlers, they book me in some match with a town loser. I mean come off it now, WHO AM I? And yet they want me to face whatever her name is. Is the talent from the new age so shit that I have to face off against some unknown because nobody else can even come close to beating me? I have lost one match since I have been back one. Just one. And I plan on keeping it that way, on getting a undefeated streak like I had last time."

.:.Jax.:.
'Reigna, why are you mad? This is just a game of puppets and we be the puppets. Look they want you to face some unknown fine, just means we can show them New Age People and all the others that you can still destroy hopes and kill dreams, you can still rip away the newcomers from their jobs and break each and every bone. Demmie you are forgetting one thing here. You are a Rhyann never mine the Tylar bit. Focus on the Rhyann side of you. Rhyann’s are ruthless fuckers who don’t take crap. Cole is a Rhyann through and through look what he did last week, sure the American government can kiss our asses if they think that’ll stop him. Look at Cymmie too, deported how many times? For unlawful behaviour with intent to cause damage. Hun you are like them in that sense. Destroy the girl make her go home in a body bag and when you win spit down on her, for you are better we all know you are.'

Demmie nods in agreement at the girl.

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
"Damn right my bitch, I am a Rhyann and hence forth imma be true to that name. I let some slut worm her way through before I am not about to make the same mistake twice. The girl is nothing, this will be an example an example to POT himself. When I destroy this chicka’s very existence he will see I am someone to fear someone he will wish he and his goonies did not piss off. Tonight I face that bitch as if she is a little lamb being herded into the slaughterhouse. Ronda it is nothing personal just business but unluckily for you you are facing me so this career of yours, well let’s just say you can say goodbye to it."

The girls then both laugh while thinking up some of the horrible inhumane moves that is going to destroy the girls dreams before they even get started as the cameras fade out.

Status//Finished
Tagged//Ronda
Words//696
Credit//bella__swan Of Caution 2.0
Notes//Blah sorry it's shortish