Match Two: Bob Cena vs Demmie Mae

[Vince McMahon]

Match Two: Bob Cena vs Demmie Mae
Last Man Standing


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[Niall]

6 WEEKS TO WRESTLEMANIA

The Scene opens up in the home of Bob Cena, the now former ThyWWE superstar, in Belfast, Ireland. We see Bob sitting on his couch, watching the latest episode of Monday Night Raw, with distain in his eyes. Bob's relationship with wrestling was really love/hate, not just now but for the past 2 years. Ever since he lost the World Heavyweight Championship he had always had a small black hole inside of him that would slowly suck up all of the enthusiasm, drive and passion that he once had for the business. But there was always something that drew Bob in, wrestling had an appeal, so unique that no other activity could ever satisfy that itch that Bob would regularly get. He hated the politics, he hated the wrestlers, he hated his bosses, but he loved the adrenaline, he loved the intensity, there was nothing like it. Bob watched Raw each week, mostly to keep up to date on his old work mates, he never really cared for the new talent. As Bob was watching, Nicole walked down the stairs timidly, her face, more pale than it has ever been. Nicole was wearing a flowry summer dress, that really showed off her long bronze legs. She walked towards Bob slowly, and spoke up.

Nicole Moore:
"Bob, could I talk to you for a second?"

Bob Cena:
"Cant it wait? Zak's in the middle of something."

Nicole Moore:
"Robert, I'm serious, turn off the TV."

Bob looked at his girlfriend, and noticed something was different. The glow in her face was gone, the enthusiasm in her voice that Bob loved was gone, she looked like she had seen a ghost.

Nicole Moore:
"I......I'm pregnant."

Bob's mouth fell open, he didnt know how to react, he had been careless with his income since his debut in ThyWWE, he hadnt always been the most responsible with money. After a few long, drawn out seconds had passed Nicole spoke again.

Nicole Moore:
"I didnt know how to tell you and I know you dont want kids but I ju-..."

Bob Cena:
"It's ok, it's ok."

Bob got up and hugged the woman he loved as he collapsed into his arms.

Bob Cena:
"I love you, and I'm happy that you're going to be the mother of my child."

Bob kissed Nicole on the forehead as she smiled for the first time since she found out she was pregnant. She was worried about how Bob would react, never did she think he would be this open to the idea of fatherhood yet. Bob's mind was racing, he had money in the bank, but even that would only last about 10 years, at a stretch.

1 MONTH LATER - 2 WEEKS TO WRESTLEMANIA

A month has passed since Nicole broke the news to Bob about her pregnancy and already Bob has gone to great measures to ensure financial security for his family's future. What a difference a month makes, last month Bob was on his couch watching Monday Night Raw with mixed emotions, and today he was setting up his camera in the old, now derelict dojo of Pro Wrestling Ulster, the company where Bob originally began his career, preparing to do a promo ahead of his return match against Demmie Mae. PWU had outgrown the dojo and are still in business, which surprised Bob as he thought the booker was a bit of a jackass, I mean Al Snow won the PWU Championship on his debut in March and still hasnt returned to the company yet. Bob had a connection to this dojo and would come here to workout or to just reminisce of the good ol' days. Bob set his camera up and took a few steps back, he then waits a few moments before speaking.

Bob Cena:
"I debuted in ThyWWE on the 20th March 2011....and I was a part of the ThyWWE roster for around about 3 and a half years, except for 2 brief leaves of absence where I wasnt around so much. But even when I'm gone, there's just something about it that draws me in. But the truth is, ever since Wrestlemania 3, when I lost the World Heavyweight Championship to my good friend, Samuel Barton, I have hated being in ThyWWE. And the reason is simple, I just havent had the motivation and the drive to stay in this company. But recent times have changed me. The man you see before you is not the Professor of Thuganomics. The man you see before you is not the Best in the World. And the man you see before you is not the Legend Killer......the man you see before you doesnt need a gimmick, because for too long, I have been playing up to the fans to try to earn a position on the card but the truth is....I'm tired of fighting for something, I have already earned. This is a new Bob Cena, I dont work for anybody, I fight for my family."

Bob looks towards a framed picture of him holding the ThyWWE World Heavyweight Championship aloft, on the PWU Wall of Fame, guys who started at PWU and made it in the business.

Bob Cena:
"I have won a lot of matches, I have racked up almost every single accolade that a professional wrestler possibly can....But you see nothing will compare to Wrestlemania 5. 2 years of frustration in my career and in my life, 2 years of people kicking dirt on me, spitting at me, trying everything they could to make my life and my career mean nothing. You tell me, that I'm gonna let them win, because if I lose, they win. You are looking at a man more focused than ever. Look throughout my history, arguably in 2013, I was the hottest comodity in professional wrestling, myself and Bret Hart stole the show twice, I kicked Joey The Bastard's ass in a Dumpster match and then we had a match on Raw that was regarded as one of the best matches in the history of ThyWWE, I became the youngest Triple Crown Champion of all time. And that, was when I was off my game, when I couldnt even be bothered to go to the gym or even watch the rest of the show anymore. But people still tuned in, wondering what's he gonna do next? And what happened in 2014? Was I rewarded for carrying ThyWWE? I was thrown to the side like a piece of shit. I watched people like Demmie Mae steal spots that I earned. I campaigned for a match with Demmie Mae, who was the Television Champion at the time and I never got it. Instead that right, that honour went to Zak Shields and I love Zak but the fact is, that was my match...and he took it from me. So after a year of giving my all to this company, my blood, my sweat, my tears, and I was just thrown to the side. I was there constantly, I was the man who carried this company through thick or thin for 4 fucking years......and now lets fast forward to the Hall of Fame shall we? A joke of a Television Champion...Demmie Mae gets inducted. A woman who only held the Television Championship for so long because she only ever defended against pieces of shit like Kane, like Mark Greenburg, like Jesse Neal, guys who dont belong in the same industry, never mind the same company as me. Demmie Mae was inducted into the Hall of Fame while the workhorse, was just given a free ticket so I could watch, proving that Bob Cena is not the problem....THYWWE IS THE FUCKING PROBLEM! I am not returning to ThyWWE at Wrestlemania because I want to beat Demmie Mae on the Grandest Stage of Them All.....I have to beat Demmie Mae on the Grandest Stage of Them All! For my girlfriend who watched me go fucking crazy because I was once again snubbed for the third time for a Hall of Fame induction. For my unborn child who will have to watch their father be lowered into an early grave because I put my fucking life on the line every single week for 4 fucking years.....Ladies and gentlemen of the ThyWWE Universe, you are not gonna wanna miss Wrestlemania.......or any other show for that matter for the remainder of 2015, or 2016 or 2017.......because I promise, things are gonna get really, really ugly.

Bob walks off camera as the scene fades to black.

ONE WEEK TO WRESTLEMANIA

"Keep it up! Keep it up!"

Joey The Bastard screams in Bob's ear as Bob is working the punching bag.

Joey The Bastard:
"10 seconds to go! 9! 8! 7! 6! Dont stop fucking hitting that thing! 4! 3! 2! 1! Rest!"

Bob collapsed against the bag as his face grimaced in agony, after the 4th 5 minute set working the punching bag.

Joey The Bastard:
"Great job today man."

Joey approaches Bob with a bottle of water and hands it to him, which Bob gladly downs in a matter of moments, savouring the taste, wanting to rehydrate as quickly as possible. He takes the boxing gloves off of his hands, hands them off to Joey and looks at the damage that has been done to his fists; cuts and bruises everywhere. Bob always had his doubts about Joey The Bastard when he was in the New Age, he knew he liked to party but Joey could push a guy to his absolute limits.

Joey The Bastard:
"How does it feel to be back?"

Bob Cena:
"Fucking painful."

The two friends chuckle at Bob's comment as Bob finishes his drink and throws the bottle to the ground. Bob wipes the sweat from his forehead as he continues talking to Joey.

Bob Cena:
"I missed it, it feels great to be back. And now with a kid on the way, I've got more reason to want to get back to the top and stay there for longer."

Joey laughs as unscrews his bottle cap before taking a drink of his water. Bob's head drops as he tries to catch his breath again as Joey straps the boxing gloves on to his hands and walks towards the punching bag to start his 4 sets. Bob sat in silence, trying to regain his composure before the silence was so rudely interrupted by a loud smack, and another, and another, each time was prefixed by a slight wince from Joey. Bob lifted his head to watch on as his friend worked the bag, and he admired Joey, much like he had in the past. The determination in Joey's eyes, it was the look of a man who had always just been this close, of a man who had always got within touching distance of achieving his dream, only to have it ripped away from him. Bob recognised that look, it was a look that resonated with each and every member of the New Age. It was a bond that each member shared, and it was this bond that brough each member together. The New Age is a group built on determination to not only reach the top but to have their talents recognised by everybody, from the ThyWWE CEO's to the people in the arena. Being around the New Age made Bob feel how he used to feel, when he first started in ThyWWE. He was finally starting to feel like himself again, back in fighting spirit, with the mindset that he cannot fail. Bob had spent the past 5 weeks thinking of his future and more specifically, Nicole and his unborn child. He wanted to do everything he could to make enough money to give his child the life that his parents could never give him. Nicole worked too of course as a primary school teacher but due to budget cuts to public services, her job was terminated, along with 11 others in the school that she worked, so Bob was the sole breadwinner of the family. Bob watched as Joey The Bastard threw rights and lefts at the punching bag, almost ripping it off of its hook from the ceiling with each thunderous blow and he for the first time since he joined forces with Joey, he was not watching his friend, he was watching a rival. A guy who quite possibly is the best wrestler in the world today and a guy who just like Bob, has left his very own distinct mark on ThyWWE. Bob stood up and walked out of the gym and into the locker room as Joey's set continued.

4 DAYS TO WRESTLEMANIA

"I love you"

Bob lay in bed, next to Nicole, as she said those words and his arms got tighter around her.

"I love you too. Good night."

They kissed and put their heads down into the pillow, Nicole to sleep, Bob for another night of mapping out his Wrestlemania tactics. Bob rarely slept since he resigned his contract with ThyWWE. He wanted to be the guy, the man that everybody looked up to and the guy that every person in the industry wants to challenge. Bob had put his time to good use, training every single day, watching every single match that Demmie Mae has ever had since she stepped foot in ThyWWE. Bob was in a new mindset. He lifted his phone from his bedside table and went on to his public Facebook page which ThyWWE officials made him get. Bob never liked Facebook but he has 15.7 million likes on his page, he may aswell use it. Bob clicked on the status update box and started typing.

"I dont care what it takes, what ThyWWE has seen in the past, now is obsolete, it means nothing, its worthless. This is the calm before the storm, once I return, I dont care what I have to do, destroy ThyWWE, rape it, beat all the other wrestlers to a pulp, I am more than prepared to do that, if that it what it takes to reach the top of the mountain and get paid the most money. I have nothing against Demmie Mae from a personal perspective, quite honestly, I have nothing but respect personally for Demmie Mae but this, this isnt about personality, this is corporate America. This is strictly business, and business-wise, you have dodged me for long enough. You have forced my hand into making this decision. Business-wise, you disgust me. You allowed yourself to stagnate with the Television Championship, fighting bums, and not even attempting to go any further. You accepted mediocrity and that is the difference between you and I and that is why you and I have never faced each other. You see while you were hiding yourself at the bottom of the ocean, I was on top! Swimming with sharks. You rode the coattails of Joey The Bastard and Bret Hart and Beno in the Knights of the Roundtable, and you accepted your position and that is why, business-wise I will never respect you. You got inducted into the Hall of Fame because in every match you had, you were impressive and made a mark in ThyWWE. To me thats laughable, because to me you cant be impressive when you've only ever beaten a bunch of jokes. Every move you do, every ounce of ability in the ring you have, whilst very entertaining, its not gonna save you at Wrestlemania. I mean what do you fight for? What is your motivation to step into the ring to beat me? Is it pride? Is it the dream of finally making it out of the midcard? Or is it just to stay relevant? Is it to prove yourself to the fans of ThyWWE? Or to you just want to prove to yourself that you are actually deserving of being in the Hall of Fame? I fight for my family, I fight for their future and I fight for my future too because I dont want to be saddled with a midcard joke of an opponent for the rest of my life. Unlike you, I actually want to face the best. The difference, the core difference between the two of us is that I actually have a reason to beat you, I actually have something that is worth fighting for and you dont. All you wanna do is just live the rest of your life inside of your little bubble, continuously inflating your already huge ego with every day that passes. When you were in the Knights of the Roundtable, you were heralded as one of the future stars of ThyWWE and one of the future icons of this business. Trust me Demmie, you are going to want to enjoy the next 4 days, savour the time you get to spend you get to spend with your loved ones, breathe as much fresh air as you can and cross as much things off of your bucket list as possible, because your future comes to an end when I break your fucking neck at Wrestlemania."

-Bob Cena

3 HOURS BEFORE WRESTLEMANIA

Scene opens up in the locker room of the New Age backstage at Wrestlemania 5, and we see Bob Cena sitting alone, mentally preparing himself for his first match in 6 months. Bob takes a photo out of his duffel bag and holds it in his hands, looking intently at it with a smile on his face. Its a picture of Nicole and Bob on holiday together in Hawaii in May, which was actually around about the date of conception of their unborn child. The holiday was the happiest Bob had ever been, and as a matter of fact, it was Bob's first holiday ever. His parents could never afford to take him on holiday as a child and from the day he left school he had been travelling the UK and Ireland and the United States in order to make it to the top of professional wrestling. He and Nicole were in Hawaii for the entire month of May, and it was like no other time in Bob's life. It was during that holiday that Bob knew that Nicole was the woman that he wanted to spend his life with, the woman who made him the man that he is today. Bob's thoughts are interrupted by his door opening and he calmly places the photograph back inside of his bag. He turns and immediately smiles as he sees Nicole walk through the door and run towards him for a hug.

Bob Cena:
"Welcome to your first event."

She breaks the hug and kisses Bob which calms the pre match butterflies in his stomach....for now atleast. Bob's love for Nicole had reached new heights since she reveiled her pregnancy, everything about her was just perfect to him. He asked her for weeks to come watch him at Wrestlemania, he said it was for the trip, but really it was for the motivation. The main factor behind Bob resigning with ThyWWE from day one was to provide for his family and having Nicole by his side would only push him even further in order to succeed.

Nicole Moore:
"I'm so proud of you."

The couple kissed again and Bob held her close to him, savouring every moment of happiness before the next week of constant agony. Nicole had never been there live in person to watch Bob wrestle but she would always watch every single match of his to make sure he was safe and didnt get injured. She was terrified every time Bob left for America for a show, but she never had the time to come watch Bob live due to work. She had really gotten into wrestling since she and Bob had gotten together and started to develop a love and an appreciation for it. She watched Bob in the Elimination Chamber, mostly with her hands over her eyes to avoid watching Bob being thrown around like a crash test dummy. It hurt to watch Bob in the ring because she hated watching the main she loved in pain but she admired the passion he had for wrestling, not just in his matches but in just general everyday life. Bob broke the kiss and looked deep into Nicole's eyes, right into the soul of the woman who is the reason he is the man he is today.

"I love you."

[☆Demmi-Mae☆]

----- First Scene -----

----- Memory One -----

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
“But Reegan, where are we going?”
….
“They don’t want us anymore, so we are going.”
….

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
“But…mommy...”

“Demmie shut up and let’s go.”

A small black haired little girl stops in the dark alley not wanting to go any further just in front of her another dark haired girl stops, turns grabbing the child’s hand.

“Look, they don’t want us just like our proper mommy. Nobody wants us so we are going to meet up with the boys , Cymmie and Bekah and go.”

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
“They want me.”

“No if they don’t want me then why would they want you? Let’s go!”

----- Memory Two -----

“Reegan why did you bring baby, she could have stayed, they like her they really do.”

The dark haired smaller girl had crept up and was watching her siblings argue, she had no family but them the new forever home was again not forever. The big people lied once more.

“No they don’t want either of us, your families didn’t want you guys either.”

The two boys stand toe to toe with the older girl.

“Demmie should have stayed she would have been happy but no you had to go ruin it for her AGAIN!”

“Do not shout at me, and let’s just figure out where to go from here on out kay?”

----- Memory Three -----

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
“Do not tell me what to do Reegan you are not in charge of me!”

A teenage pretty black haired punk stood in front of three older girls, screeching at them. With two boys behind her they all were in a standoff.

“Do not speak to me like that! You are a child I refuse, absolutely refuse!”

“You three cannot stop her, if she wants to join us then so be it, you are not going to control her!”

One of the boys piped up and flared his chest up to bigger himself.

“Control her? I do not control her, this is my family and we stick together end of.”

“You mean like a few weeks ago when you left her to take the blame for what you did, or you mean when you and those two rats keep screwing up every good thing to ever happen?”

“Back the fuck down Xavy you are not in charge here!”

The more feisty of the three stood forward pushing the raven haired girl out of the way and getting in the face of what can only be presumed as Xavy. The other two girls shaking their head with smug looks on their faces, the other boy with his fists clenched shut and the raven haired girl watching the feisty one with hawk eyes. A fight between siblings never good but a fight between street fighting siblings, three of which were criminal, was even worse.

“Demmie is coming with us and we are leaving, you had your fun being puppet masters now it’s time to let us go and make something of ourselves. We are not going to give you the satisfaction of fighting just because you are mad.”

The feisty girl laughs.

“You two wrestling fine, but please this girl can’t wrestle and hell shaw will never amount to anything.”

“Bekah she probably can…”

“SHUT UP CYMMIE!”

----- Memory Four -----

“Yo sweetheart why don’t you go bake some cupcakes or something and let the men do the talking, go on take your bubble ass outta here..”

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
“One I don't make cakes and two don't even think I'd ever shower near you wait you actually know what one is because by the smell of you I would highly doubt you have ever been in one……As for that belt I'd keep a serious close eye on it because like I've said I got rid of all the girls and if the only way I can get anyone’s attention around he is by swiping that belt and kicking your ass back to the shithole dump it came from then you had better fucking believe Imma do it….I will beat everyone who is backstage because not only am I dominate I am also undefeated which is more than I can say for ANY of you imbosils.”

“Then we have got Demmie Mae, top ho, putting all of the prostitutes in the country out of business. You should just leave this to the men, the people who actually do a job around here.”

“Demmi Demmi Demmi my little pop tart fart what is your deal sweetheart i mean hell wat is with the anger i think personally you need to sit down and be a good little chicka for a minute and listen to daddy for a second”

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
“I am no hoe, nor will I go bake some fucking cakes I am the most dominate person in this ring and the only reason all you lot keep talking as if I'm not here is because I am a girl…. you all wanna sit there and call me this that and the other and not take me seriously then god you lot will be shocked for I will whoop each and every one of your asses and when I do I will stand above all of you and laugh.”

----- Memory Five -----

Moving about in her apartment Demmie is pacing, everyone always telling her she can’t do it, she will never do it. Now the people at work are even saying it. Brian, PoT, Derik, KO. How dare they say what they said, how dare they tell her to back cakes, she can do this she has done this her whole life.

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
“They will all see, one day. One day soon I will reign over them just like I have with the girls, they will be put in body bags too, I will end their careers too.”

----- Back in Reality -----

Thinking back, Demmie shakes her head looking at the photos surrounding her. Anger filling her small body thinking about all times every one ever said no she couldn’t do it. She opened her mouth to scream something when a small cry broke her anger and tension. Getting up from the middle of the floor, she walked over to the mantel piece and picked up a white electronic speaker again a cry was heard before a small giggle. Smiling she put the device back, and moved towards the closed door down the hall. Reaching it she smiled before twisting the handle of the room named Luna. Demmie walks in and over to the cot before picking up the small chocolate curls baby, smiling at her and speaking softly.

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
“Hey there princess, what are you doing awake?”

Taking hold of the precious baby, Demmie goes back to where the photos are but taking a seat on the sofa rather than the floor.

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
“You know, everyone always told your mummy she couldn’t do anything, she wasn’t allowed to stay in nice families, she wasn’t allowed to want to better herself, she wasn’t allowed to have dreams or to achieve them. Nobody thought she would become what she was before she had you.”

The baby no more than eight months smiled before giggling again, not understanding a word but loving the attention.

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
“But this week baby, this week mummy ends all of the past judgement and proves yet again why she is the best, are you going to watch baby? Are you going to watch with Uncle Cole and uncle Xavy? One day you will get to come in the ring too, but you won’t do what I do, I won’t let you. I will wrap you up in bubble wrap and never let anyone hurt you. Not like what mummy does, mummy is mean in the ring, she hurts people and dominates everyone. But not here princess, oh no you control mummy here. Precious precious baby.”

The baby again giggles at her mother.

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
“You know if you keep giggling like that I will not want to leave…ever. Just one more fight baby just one more then, everything is merely matches, just having fun and doing what I love. I promise you I will not rile up after this, this and the New Age baby. Everything else will be just for fun. No anger, no hatred, no you must respect me thing. I promise Luna, I really do princess.”

----- Second Scene -----

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
“ARRGH”

Demmie throws herself to the floor of the ring sweat running over her body; Cole collapses in a similar fashion next to her as Xavy shakes his head at the pair of idiots.

“You know some people would learn the first time, not still try to outdo each other ten years down the line.”

“Shut….the…fuck…up….be..for…I…kill…you”

Cole let’s out between breaths as Demmie breathes deeply.

“With what energy? You two never learn, neither of you back down.”

Xavy climbs into the ring and sits down next to the exhausted pair.

“Maya has to have some energy left for the match in two days, she can’t waste it kicking your arse.”

That causes all three to laugh as the two others sit up having gained their breath.

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
“You know I am going to survive I have to. It’s everything I have worked for. If I cannot beat the last person who criticised me when I first came here, how the hell can I say I’m the best.”

“Maya you know you are best, I mean I’d like to see some other bitch do everything you’ve done. From changing the competition rule to winning male championships to going back into the ring within a month and half of having a baby I mean seriously girl. Ain’t no bloke can do that.”

“Cole’s right Maya, you pretty much redefined what being a wrestler was. Hell you were inducted into Hall of Fame not too long ago and now you’re facing the last guy left from when you started, and that that is a fucking god damn good match. You will win against him Maya, ain’t nobody with durability like you.”

“Yeah plus once he falls the whole New Age is sure to follow, then what? You just take the championship and reign supreme yet again. This is your last hurdle ain’t nothing to it. I mean the guy can’t even talk proper.”

“Nor can you dipshit, but in all seriousness Demmie, you got this.”

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
“You two are biased, your my brothers. But you are right ain’t no bitch ever done what I did and come Wrestlemainia the last part of my fighting for who I am chapter ends…one way or another.”

Demmie shakes her head at her brother’s biasedness.

“Demmie come on there is no you losing, forget that okay maybe he was good at some point he has done nothing in a long time and has sat gathering ring dust for how long? You work your arse off and now you finally have the leverage to get rid of the New Age, get rid of PoT, get rid of all those old folk. You can gain your reputation back. Don’t go being humble oh look PoT is good, he has done this or he has done that, don’t go self-doubting yourself.”

“Xavy is right ya know, who fucking cares whether he is good or not where is your fire? Where is the feisty bitch who whoops arse and laughs about it?”

On that note Demmie launches herself at Cole and the two begin to scrap once more, Xavy gets up and shakes his head. ‘These two will never learn’. Leaving the ring, he moves over to the sleeping baby in her pram and smiles down at the princess before turning and smiling fondly at the bickering siblings. Whilst the two of them, continue to fight and are now muttering Russian profanity at one another as they throw each other around the ring in preparation for Demmie’s match.

-----Last Scene -----

Demmie is sat on the sofa in her locker room thinking about the photos and the memories they brought up, before she begins to talk to herself.

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
“You see nobody ever thought I would be where I am today, not my sisters, not my co-workers, not management and especially not the fans. POT you were one of ‘boys’ who disrespected me that night and for a long time nobody took me seriously. But I have grown so much in that time, thanks to the Knight’s and my twithers.”

The room Demmie is in is dark much like when she first came to Thy WWE. She is sporting a very similar outfit as to what she wore in her first match. Moving, she sits upon a throne in the corner, stolen from Camelot.

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
“I have very little to prove now, all I have left to do is gain my reputation for being dominate back, and there is one thing left. To face and beat you POT. See everyone that ever doubted me I have faced in recent years many I have defeated, with the exception of one or two. However I never faced you. You once said “You should just leave this to the men” yet three years later and it comes down to this me verses you, one on one, last man standing.”

Twisting slighting the cameras pick up her dark sly cocky look on her face and zoom in on her.

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
“There is not going to be a man standing, there is going to be a woman. N’ while I now respect you as a great competitor I cannot help but smile at that thought. This ho as you so called me, defeating the great professor of thuganomic’s Bob Cena, I waited for this day since you said those words Bob and now tonight on the biggest stage of them all I finally show the world I am better…Even for just one night.”

Her smile changes as her face loosens up.

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
“Bob you may be wondering my point of all this, my point of taking down the New Age, my point of facing you, my point of returning. Truth stripped down for all to see? I miss the fight, the fight with management, the fight with everyone saying I wasn’t good enough, the fight of those that said they wouldn’t fight me. Tonight the era of fighting what everyone thought of more ends, for years I have always proven things, and tonight against you. You are the last person I have yet to fight. Come next week I will be again gunning for the championship, again taking out New Age and once more showing the world what a small chicka can do. But tonight? Tonight a chapter ends and I will be victorious in this chapter. Strip away your group, our past and tonight is a match made in heaven and hell for these fans. Those loyal. Tonight you are going down for the ten count. I will prove to you and the last few fans that I am better, more talented and damn well more resilient. I have never stopped fighting and tomorrow I will get back up and continue, you? You have not been here for many weeks, and after I am through with you tonight you may not be able to come back, but hey that’s the nature of this sport and the nature of my abilities. I have made many disappear after a fight and you had better hope. Hope beyond all measures there is no ring rust because PoT you will lose, and whether you come back or not well….after tonight I doubt very much you will.”

Demmie lets out a slightly maniacal laugh before getting up and moving to the mirror to sort her makeup out. Fiddling with the mascara she laughs once more.

.:.☆Ms Mae☆.:.
“I do respect you PoT but you should have stayed away, you shouldn’t have come back. Tonight you will wish you never did, tonight your reputation and your legacy will disappear into black smoke as you are lying on your back in excruciating pain, your fellow New Age and family stood at the sidelines begging you to just give up just come home. N’ I will stand above you continuously glorying in the fact that I Demmie Mae, girl who was told she is a ho and she should bake cakes and basically sleep her way to the top. Will be victorious in this long awaited battle and yet again, for the millionth time I will have proven that I am everyone’s worst nightmare.”

The camera zooms out as Demmie continually manically laughs, before the cameras fade to black.

Status//Finished
Tagged//PoT
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Credit//bella__swan Of Caution 2.0
Notes//Have a delve into Demmie's past and present