Pride and FeminismWARNING, unlike my other pieces of work, this one is PG-13 and will contain extreme violence and unpleasant descriptions, please skip this post if you are discomforted by such levels
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Okay, so while down South getting my biospy and MIR scan I remembered this disappointing Anime recently released called 'I wanna be strongest' it's about pop-star who turned professional wrestler. When I heard about it, it sounded a bit more feminist. which was good for me. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a proper feminist, I don't judge how people treat women or how women like their roles in society, but I am fussy how women are protrayed in the media, specifically Anime, which is why while I'm an obessive Anime lover, I am put off by Anime that over exposes women (I will admit though turned on). The reason this is is that it distracts from the story, makes female characters more unrealistic (I'm aware that it's Anime, but still) and there's such thing as porn that makes it all redundant... kind of. Either way I get easily distracted by scenes that portray this and there's evidence such as in Japan that shows this has a negative effect on society, hence I would probably ban this kind of stuff if I owned a media studio of anykind. Anyways I thought due to the summary, I thought I wanna be strongest would be more about women power, like sure Japanese haven't been great at Feminist characters either, but I felt it was still a step forward... Sadly no, there was a lot of kinky shots, the characters were unbearably stupid and unrealistic and it had a story... but it was a stupid story, it was just bad done for the purpose of seeing Anime women stretch each other, kinky and hot, but it's the thing that makes it hard for me to watch Anime.
So I wrote this, to warn it has a lot of feminist themes. It doesn't try to promote Feminism, more tries to understand it and describe just how complicated Feminism is, as I do study Feminism in Sociology so I have a grip of it to know that it's feckin' complicated. It's overall a Diva(Pro-wrestling female) story, but it's darker and more gritty than what wanted it, but it's what I get for writing it light-headed. The reason I kept it though was because I did find it interesting, even though it's not something I normally write and thought that if there are people here who can get pass how dark it is and violent and like it for what it is, then I'll finish it. But for now this is all I've done... until I'm possibly light-headed again.
To warn the story 7,044words that I wrote in less than 12hrs while light-headed, so expect a lot of mistakes that I didn't edit because I really did just type this to type out my frustration over 'Wanna be strongest'
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I needed to do this, I had to. I would make my point clear to General Manager Henry Frodrick that cow was too high up on the food chain.
Tightening my boot laces, I marched backstage.
Coming into one of the monitor rooms, I found Rick Thunder wobbling with an icepack on his forehead, brooding over the monitor. After letting himself get used by that harpy, he deserved what he got.
“Oh, I love you all so much.” I cringed when I heard that sick cutie talk. I looked at the screen and saw that skimpy reddish-pink filth playing her act to the crowd. It was even more sickening seeing that belt she playfully held over her shoulder. “But I am sorry Rick, you know about- shoving you over the ropes.” Right after he kissed you. “And I’m even more sorry that what you thought we had- wasn’t anything you had in mind.” She flinched when she said that. Seeing her face when Rick smooch her almost made up for last night. “Hope we can still be friends?” She said into the camera.
I blocked Rick marching out. “No.” That witch would’ve had fun punishing him with more humiliation. He sidestepped, but I kept in his way. “No.”
He floundered his arms and shook his head. He eventually wiped his face and then stretched out his arms like child. “C-could I at least, you know give me a hug, y-you know.”
I’d be okay with giving him a shoulder to cry on, but I needed to find Frodrick. “How about you just go and find someone like Tammy to do that.”
Rick gave me a spiteful glare and walked off; luckily nowhere he’d get hurt worse. I then groaned when I saw the cameras were on. At least it was better than what she was about to do.
“Well I guess Rick doesn’t want to be just friends then.” I turned back at the screen to see Lolly Cute give the most fake pout ever seen and yet the audience ate it up as they voiced their cheering approval. “But I wish he could come out to at least let me thank him for trying to help my victory over Kayana.” What do you mean try? “But hey, that’s how it’s always been I guess. Just me, against the world.” Liar. “I’ve clawed and scratched, taking what opportunities I can find with the hard work I’ve done and with you, the fans behind me, I’ve made it so very far.” It was more your goods they supported. “That’s why She-power magazine is actually calling for me to be featured in one of their magazines.” You mean the top feminist publishing company in the state! “And I’ll be on its front cover!” The cheered roared and so did my fury.
Forget Frodrick, I was going out there right now. I stormed pass the control room. “Hit my music.”
I wish I saw Lolli Cute’s face when she heard the tiger roar that signalled my entrance. It was then followed by a real song that told of overcoming and how to reach to the top, over Lolli Cute’s pile of pop crud.
I came out from backstage holding a microphone and shouted from the jumbotron ramp. “Hold on!” I savoured the stupefied look on Lolli Cute’s face. “I didn’t just hear from backstage that you are going to be featured on She-power magazine.”
Lolli Cute gave a disturbed look. She regained her fake composure however and spoke into the mircrophone. “That’s right Elsandra.” She daintily swung her legs. “You here to congratulate me?”
“No, I’m here to point out how stupid it is that you’re being put on that cover for the reasons you just made.” I paced underneath the jumbotron. “Like come on, clawing your way up? Since day one you’ve been giving push after push because of the way you swing those big hooters and those fine hips.” It was disgusting. “You get those opportunities because Frodrick gives them to you after you’ve hypnotised him with those things.” The audience gave an oh of interest. “The only thing you work hard at is getting men into helping you win matches, but that’s never been much effort for you.” The ohs got louder. “And the audience isn’t behind you; it’s behind your skinny ass.” The audience then laughed and were jeered with excited.
Lolli Cute pursed her lips. “Elsandra… I’m sorry hun- that you know… you’re jealous.” She paced around the ring, seething. “You’ve tried so hard, like I mean really hard, to get where you are.” She then puckered her face. “But you need to try as hard as me instead of just standing up their complaining.”
The crowd was back on her side, laughing and ohing at me. What sheep. “Would just stop living in a world of your own. You asked Frodrick to give you a title shot at Breakslam and he placed you a head of the cue. When Kayana was then kicking your ass at that match, Rick pulled her right off her feet, where she landed straight into your signature move. The audience then stopped booing at you soon as you waved that booty.”
Lolli Cute watched the audience around us were enjoying this. I could tell I was ruining it for her. “Look, Elsandra… She-Power asked me okay. They watched my match at Breakslam, they phoned me up and offered the opportunity and I accepted it like any other girl would. So how about you start being happy that a Diva’s going to be on that magazine instead of something like a pageant girl, some science geek or another cheerleader or you could just be happy for me. Like I’ve done nothing to you Elsandra. We’ve never even have a match and I’m pretty sure this is the first time I’ve ever said anything to you.”
“Yeah,” I spoke into the microphone. “You know why I don’t say anything to you… Because you’re not worth it. You’re just like those pageant girls who used their sexual appeal to get to the top and while you’re not like a cheerleader, you’re definitely like those pomp oms they shake around and while you’re not like a science geek either, you’re like one of those parasites they sometimes study.”
That may have been low, but I loved how Lolli threw herself against the rope. “How about you come into this ring and I’ll show you which one’s the parasite.”
I held the microphone up to my lip. This wasn’t going to go well with the General Manager, but this plush doll had her fun. “Gladly.” I threw aside my microphone and marched to the ring with the crowd slavering at us to go at it.
Soon as I made it down the ramp, I heard the jumbotron yell. “You just didn’t!” It then broke into the hammering guitar lyrics that described someone angry and unpleased. Marching out onto the jumbotron stage was the big husky Henry Frodrick with a microphone in hand.
“Hold it for a sec,” grumbled Frodrick. “I have no idea what’s gotten into you Elsandra or what your problem is exactly. But this deal wasn’t made by She-power itself. Telling you is probably going to cost me, but the person who got it, was me.” Why didn’t I find that as shocking as the audience did. “I reached out hoping to get more females into pro-wrestling and thought our current women’s champion on the cover of a women’s magazine would garner some real attention.”
“She doesn’t deserve the title though.”
“Wait, what’s that?” he sneered. We were meant to talk into the microphone out here. “Doesn’t deserve you say?” He was either mocking me or reiterating for the audience, couldn’t tell which. “Well, you see, I think Lolli Cute does. She has the women’s championship, I shouldn’t have to explain why-.” The crowd was getting restless. This segment had gone on for fifteen minutes and people wanted to get on with the show already. It was more Frodrick’s mind I was reading though, as he glared at the audience. “You know what. I think Lolli Cute can show you just how deserving she is, in a match.” He rolled up his head and held out his hand. “How about we put that deal with the magazine on the line. If Lolli Cute wins, she’ll have proven just how deserving she is and she won’t have to defend her title at Titan collision. However.” He paced around for a moment. “If she somehow loses, which with the faith I have in her, I very much doubt it; I’ll reconsider my deal with She-Power. Probably cancel it, but I might give it to you, but I will make Lolli Cute defend her title against not only Kayana, but you as well in a three-way title match at Titan collision.”
The audience cheered as Frodrick turned his back.
“Wait!” shouted Lolli. “I want to make a stipulation request?”
Frodrick looked around for a minute, but held up his microphone. “May as well, what did you have in mind?”
“No disqualifications match.”
Right into her favour. Lolli won nearly all her matches due to a cheap trick, while I use to have a silly knight gimmick Frodrick thrust on me because I was so honour-bound. I was known for playing fair, even in a match I could cheat.
I found out I made my discomfort to evident when I saw the smirk on Frodrick’s face. “Sure. No disqualifications match it is.” He then walked backstage with a referee coming out
Turning towards the ring, I marched my way, knowing I could still thrash her even with the stipulation in her favour.
“What a treat Jim!” yelled colour commentators to the analysis one.
“Heck yeah Fred! Two fine looking felines about to claw at each other! I can’t control myself already.” I hated them two. They were the most slavering men in the whole staff.
When I was about to enter through the ropes, Loli Cute grabbed my hair and hauled me into the ring. My face crashed into the mat. Before I could recollect what just happened, I felt my abdomen getting stomped on. She did it at least five times until I was pulled up by the hair.
I only started to make out I was being dragged into the centre of the ring, before my hair was yanked on again. My face slammed onto something soft that immediately converged around my head and squeezed.
“Wow!” shouted one of the commentators over the audience. It was all I could make out until I realised I was trapped in between Lolli Cute’s legs.
This was bad, it was trapping all the blood that had already shot to my head. Relaxing however, I reminded myself how to get out of this hold. Planting my feet onto the mat one by one, I then grabbed Lolli and pried her off me.
When I tried to stretch up, Lolli wrenched me into a headlock. She then pinned me into the corner. I would be in trouble if this was a no disqualification match where there are no count outs for holding your opponent against the rope, but only if she was strong enough to hold me here. I shoved her off and blasted Lolli onto the mat.
“Wow!” cried Jim. “I think Lolli’s got to remember that she’s more of kitten compared to a full grown house cat like Elsandra.”
“I wouldn’t say it’s because Elsandra’s stronger,” disagreed Fred. “It’s more to do with her being angrier.”
They were both right.
I had time to regain my vision while Lolli was laid stuttered on the mat.
Loli then got to her feet when I finally advanced on her. She ran off in the opposite direction and bounced against the ropes and charged back at me. I burst forward and slapped all my rage onto Lolli’s face, smacking her into the mat.
“Jeez!” gulped Fred. “Who’d have figured someone could slap so hard.”
“More like claw.”
Yanking Lolli’s foot, I got to breaking this scant, holding her ankle against my chest and twisting on it.
Lolli squealed and scrambled onto the ropes. The No disqualification was already working against her though as I didn’t have to let go of my submission for her touching the ropes. All she could do was crawl around like the bug she was.
“Now that’s an impressive lock,” admired Jim. I’d have to say it was my best yet. “Looks like Lolli’s already a done for unless-.”
I was confused by why Lolli was pushing herself up with her arms until then she kicked me right in the shin! That wench.
Lolli then rolled outside the ring
“Lolli needs to recover from a hold like that!” screamed Fred. “But I don’t think Elsandra’s going to let her.”
I already appeared behind her, but then Lolli spun around and punched me. While I was disorientated, she then pushed her whole body against me and struck me into the ring edge.
I tried to recover, but my head was so badly hurt. Lolli had then step back and booted me in the face. I hobbled around holding it, trying to stay on my feet at least, but then my hair was pulled and banged onto the steps.
“Y-youch! I think Lolli’s trying to smash Elsandra’s head open like a pumpkin,” gritted Fred.
I felt Lolli grab me, but this time I shrugged her hands off and grabbed her head. I dropped onto my bum and hammered Lolli’s jaw onto my shoulders, flopping both are bodies onto the mat.
“Never seen Elsandra perform a stunner before, but it’s certainly given her some respite,” examined Fred.
“It’ll be giving them both Lolli Cute some more respite if she doesn’t get up fast enough!”
“Won’t matter for either if the referee counts them out.”
I forgot about that.
“Seven!” yelled the referee.
I wasn’t letting the match end this way. Pulling myself up on the stairs, I had to do it slowly for my head’s sake.
I grasped onto the ring edge and then rolled my way in.
Taking deep breaths, I climbed back up and leaned over the ropes to look for Lolli Cute until her eblow thudded against onto the back of my head. Lolli then grabbed onto my hair and dragged me to the ring post. I stamped my foot against it before my head did and then elbowed the wretch in the ribs. Going for something in my move set this time, I took Lolli cute’s head and slammed it into my knees just as I fell back onto the mat.
In control again, I pulled Lolli Cute onto her feet with a reverse headlock. I then slipped back and ploughed her face into the mat.
“Looks like Elsandra’s returning all the facial damage Lolli just gave?” suggested Fred.
“Stop going after each other’s faces!” yelled Jim. “I like your pretty faces and you need to look good for that magazine.”
Doing them a favour, I pressed my knee into Lolli Cute’s back and then twisted her wrists before pulling on them. Cutie was left bawling under my signature hold, the Redemption.
“Now how’s Lolli Cute meant to break out of that Jim?”
“With the comparison here, you don’t,” replied the analysis. “In a no disqualification match, Lolli Cute can’t use the ropes, but neither can she overpower someone like Elsandra. So her only real options are to submit or let Elsandra break that delicate body.”
“I’m hoping she goes for the first option. Flowers like her aren’t pretty if torn in pieces.”
I nearly had her, I could feel this worm about to cry, but as I hauled, I felt my head begin to spin. The next thing I knew, I was actually tilted off and slammed into the ropes. I tried to then get back up using the ropes, but then I felt Lolli Cute’s leg pin my head against the mid rope. My cheeks grinded against the material. I could feel Lolli Cute trying to put all her weight onto the rope. She then finally let go and allowed me to flop onto the mat.
She then pulled me up onto my feet intent of some kind of torture, but as she faltered from her own pain, I sent a headbutt into her fore head. My head rang, almost exploding from that and it wasn’t hard to tell that we both were straddling from that hit.
I fell to my knees grasping my head. That really hurt it. I had feeling I’d be out for a few weeks with this sort of pain.
“I think someone needs to stop this match,” cringed Jim. “I think both these girls might have serious head injuries.”
“Let them fight. They’ll do worse if we don’t let them do it out here and worse, there’ll most likely be no one to let us see it.”
“Oh good point Fred.”
What, I turned around and saw Lolli Cute trying to regain herself outside the ring. Sliding around the ring, I marched around the ring after her. The wrench then turned to face me.
“Look out Fred! Head on collision here!”
I appeared around the corner to get slapped in the face. My head rung, but I slapped back and watched Lolli stumble. She then flew one back at me, only for me to return another one. I couldn’t make out what the audience or the commentators were saying as I was only focused on slapping the ego out of this conniving witch. After I threw my eighth slap, my hand swished threw the air. I stumbled and looked around. I then kicked something and looked down to see it was Loli Cute flopped against the floor.
“Seven!” called the ref.
I could’ve left Lolli Cute out here for a count out, but I lived up to my reputation and wanted the weasel to scream in submission. I hauled her up and hurried her to the ring.
“You just didn’t!” boomed the jumbotron followed by loud music.
“Wait! Is that the General Manager Henry Frodrick coming out again!” screamed Fred.
I didn’t have time to see what he was doing here, the ref was on eight. I picked up Lolli Cute’s carcass and stuffed her underneath the rope and until she was back inside the ring. The ref had counted to nine, but he’d have to reset the count since it was just me outside now. I just knelt for now needing to get my head together.
“What does Frodrick think he’s doing with that kendo stick?”
“Oh no?” recoiled Jim.
I felt a flash of pain into my back, followed by another whack onto my shoulder. My whole body was haywire until I was booted onto the floor.
“Did you really think you can just get in the way of ruining my business and make me look like a foul!” yelled Frodrick. “I am the General Manager and I don’t make decisions because somebodies boobs hypnotise me! I make them because I know what people want!” There was another sharp whack into my thigh causing me to jitter across the floor. “And do you think I’m really going to give things to some premadonna just because she’s stamping around the ring complaining how unfair life is!” He gave a whack onto the same thigh and there was nothing I could do, but I needed to do something! I couldn’t take it! “Oh you going to cry now! Crying doesn’t cut it either, just makes things worse!” He whacked my leg again.
“Just stop it Henry! Stop it!” pleaded Jim. “You’ve made a proud woman cry? Isn’t that enough?”
It surely was, Frodrick scooped me up and dumped me on to the ring and shoved me back underneath the ropes. I just couldn’t move my body. I felt one click would make it fall apart.
I then heard the General Manager’s boot stamp near my head. The next I felt was Lolli Cute’s body flopped onto mine.
“Count!” ordered Frodrick to the referee.
“Wait!” cried Jim. “Is that!”
I managed to see in time, Rick Thunder hit Frodrick with a clothesline and send him twirling outside the ring.
“What the!” yelled Fred. “Did Rick just give the boss the Lightning strike?”
“He just did!”
“But he did it to the boss!”
“Who cares? The man deserved!”
“Did you hear what you just said?”
“Did you see what he did to that poor woman?”
Rick had flipped us both over, but this wasn’t how I wanted it. I needed to say something, but I was so tired. The last thing I heard was the count of three and then I fell, fell right to sleep as the bell rung.
I was being told that my match with Cutie Lolli was the most diabolical match of the year, a first for Diva matches. It was enough how hard we tried to give each other head injuries, but it was Frodrick’s assault that sealed the deal.
I was told there was no concussion, luckily, if so it was just minor. But I was still hurting from the brutality.
I stood at the monitors anyhow, where it was safe with Tammy. I wasn’t cleared to wrestle, but I was allowed to show up. I was invited by the CEO, but I refused to go down to the ring where Frodrick was to apologise. I was too afraid to go near that man. Not after his savagery. Instead I was permitted to stay backstage and watch.
Couldn’t help but shake when I saw the dreadful man stand in the centre of the ring. The man paced around, clicking his fingers and glaring at the audience.
“You’re probably all ashamed about what I did last week to Elsandra.” He slithered my name mockingly, getting a horde of jeers from the audience. His face didn’t budge. “I’m not, I’m actually proud.” He continued to pace around. “I’ve attacked superstars before in order to get discipline.” He waved his arm, casting his charismatic spell. “I’ve struck them with chairs, grated their faces against steel fences and I almost killed one, pushing him off a ladder.” He cocked his head. “But you all seemed to have enjoyed that. You people have always admired me for my tenacity and brutality and allowed me to sort out my superstars however I wanted.” He then rolled his eyes to the audience. “But now you’ve turned against me because this time I just so happen to have...” He mockingly showed his hands and then brought the microphone back. “A Woman? A woman, who is my employee, who was in a match with no disqualifications and is under contract by our company which makes it that she should be prepared for such assaults so long as the match rules dictate.” He then gazed at the crowd; I could even feel his gaze on me as he looked at the camera. “I happen to be a little more forward people; I don’t differ between men and women. If one slights me, I hand them just the same punish-.”
I heard the sounds of Eighties rock and roll storm out. The cameras then showed walking out of the jumbotron entrance the CEO William Gett strutting out. The crowd cheered as Gett came with a smile. After he was done waving at the crowd, he turned to Frodrick, pacing down the ramp with microphone in hand.
“Hallo Henry. Sorry, I couldn’t keep letting you making such a conniving excuse.”
The General Manager steamed. He eventually spoke into the microphone. “Excuse me?”
“You heard me.” Gett climbed through the ropes. “We don’t want to hear how your some holy feminist martyr and that you treat everyone just the same.” He paced up towards the CEO. “The problem is that what you did was brutish and inexcusable. The superstars you attacked before are perfectly able to stick up for themselves and at times even need your… methods.” He then paced around Frodrick, ignoring his eye contact. “And while I’m not judging Elsandra about what parts she was born with, she is still in fact delicate compared to the likes of you and what happened last week didn’t call for such an horrendous tragedy.” Gett then threw his face in Frodrick’s. “While I may not be as holy a feminist as you are, Frodrick, but aren’t you a big tough man? The size of you tells me that, but your reaction last week against Elsandra’s small slight, tells me you’re a small boy in the inside.”
Frodrick’s face twisted. Gett pulled back his so Frodrick could speak into the microphone. “This is Ultimate Wrestling Federation, to be here you have to be mean and not take mouth from no one.”
“Now you see,” sighed Gett. “That’s where were not on the right page. In here-,” he said pointing at the ring. “This is where you have to be mean and take mouth from no one. But back there-,” Pointing back stage. “We just run business like we business men because that’s what this is, a business. We don’t destroy employees weaker than us, just because someone is accusing that knockers have the power to hypnotise us men, unless you’re not into that kind of thing.” He held the microphone closer. “Or maybe I’m just being too sexist. But let’s focus on the problem here. While the superstars and divas are in risk.” He pointed down the ring again. “It should only be in here while competing against each other at most, because this is a wrestling business, not an sadistic tyranny where we barbarously crush someone whose weaker and more vulnerable and yes, Elsandra is a girl, but she was a girl on the inch of consciousness with her back turned to a man whose arm is as thick as her head holding a kendo stick. Elsandra was not competing against you, nor did she deserve what she got.”
The crowd cheered. I sighed knowing that monster wasn’t going to get away with this.
“With all apologies sir, I have battered my superstars like this before.”
“And we discussed the circumstance. But then…” Gett shrugged. “I’ve probably turned a blind eye to those for far too long as well.”
“Thinking about it… Ed Banzai didn’t deserve to be assaulted with a steel chair just because he left horse poo inside your car. Kurt shouldn’t have been jumped on just because he ranted on about how unfair you were. Really Kenneth Bombardier shouldn’t have been injured in that steel cage match you made just because he threw something through your window.” Gett paced around playing with Frodrick.
“No wait…” stuttered Frodrick.
“Sorry Frodrick, but I think the points you made have just made the situation worse for you. Before I just came out to lecture you about your attack and how you lost the company that deal with She-power.” He shrugged innocently. It’s said that She-power magazine had unplugged their TVs after seeing what I suffered. “But now I don’t know if a man, violent as you has a place in business.”
Frodrick waved his hands. This was the first I had seen such a grim man turn like this. “N-no, I can change, if you need me to be less violent, I’ll be less violent.”
“I don’t know, there are more people I’ve got waiting in line for the position as General Manager.”
“Please sir, I have always looked out for this company.” He tapped his chest. “I put myself at risk just as much as the superstars and divas as I’m under a similar contract that allows me to get harmed as well and I’ve been attacked almost just as much as them.”
The CEO raised his eyebrow. “You’re right… that you are.” He stepped over to Frodrick. He had planned this. “In fact because your contract is similar where you can be booked for a UWF match and so what I’m going to do is simple. At Titan collision, you will be in a no-count out match. In this match, if you win, you will retain your position as General Manager, but will have to go under some training to get rid of this violet and aggressive tendencies you have. But if you lose, which by the way includes disqualifications or being counted out for holding someone against the rope, you will be fired and replaced and I will make sure you never set foot in UWF again.”
The General Manager was wiping himself, relieved. He had a right to be, there was few who could dare face a beast like Frodrick, even with disqualifications. “So who’ll be my opponent.”
“Well, he’s from California, he has a mullet and you always have to be aware of him to embrace for…” The General Manager started worrying again as the crowd screamed with Gett just as the signs on the Jumbotron gave the words ‘Are you ready’. “Impact!”
As the burst of heavy metal filled the dome, I was buzzing with Tammy as I watched the face of the company, Impact march onto the stage. Frodrick was in for it now; Impact looked really healthy and confident from his return from injuries just in time. Impact was a man always suited to the role of David, somehow having the ability to crush Goliaths like Frodrick.
Impact raised his microphone and pointed at the sweltering General Manager. “It’s going to be one heck of a pleasure taking you down at Titan collision. But after seeing what you did to Elsandra, I will not just take you down; I will murder you in that match.” The crowd was screaming for Impact and I couldn’t help but be so overwhelmed that a knight like him was to fight for me.
Impact sprang into the ring like a cat and landed in front of Frodrick.
“You got anything to say to your opponent?” offered Gett holding the microphone to him.
The man hesitated. He tried his best to glare at the crowd chanting ‘Impact’, but was unable to with Impact smirking so near him. “Only to inform you the reason I might appear anxious is because I am sad I will have utterly annihilated this company’s greatest merchandise in three weeks.”
Impact leaned over into Gett’s microphone. “Sorry Frodrick… But I don’t think those big cuddly toys of you made as much money as you think. I think you’ve been way too far up in the clouds-.” Impact dodged Frodrick’s punched then sprung up to drop kick him in the chest. The giant man barrelled out of the ring and recovered outside. Impact was about to pursue him, but Gett got in the way.
“Now hold on Impact save it for the match.” Gett the indicated for the General Manager to leave, but then. “Oh wait one more thing.” Frodrick turned. “Until Titan collision, I will be relieving you of your duties for now, to let you go home and prepare for the big match. I’m sure Impact here will want a decent fight.” The man sizzled then continued his skulk backstage. Gett then turned towards the cameras, I he was wanting to look at me. “Now Elsandra, I wanted to announce this while you were here, but sadly you were unable to and that’s alright. I apologies again for what that brute, who is my own employee, did to you and I understand that an apology might do, but I will assure you, that with the act of bravery you did to turn up at the company the very next week after such an heinous assault and for all you’ve done for this company, I will get you featured on She-Power with you on the front cover. I’m sure I have enough resources to convince them to do such.”
“Oh my gosh!” gasped Tammy. “That’s excellent.”
That’s amazing. This was the second time I cried in so long.
“While you wait for that to happen, you can preoccupy yourself with preparing for a title match with Lolli Cute. Where if she is counted out or disqualified, she will lose the title and it will be handed to you.” What about Kayana! “As for Kayana, who was meant to be in the match, she volunteered to drop out after she heard I was booking you into that match. Instead she wants to be at your corner at Titan collision.”
I screamed. This was my first Pay-per-view title match. It was happening so fast. I felt Tammy shaking me with glee.
Impact held up his microphone. “Hear that Elsandra. Me and you will be fighting at Titan collision with nothing to lose! Let’s do each other proud.” He then made his signature jump and his theme music hit and the roar of cheers followed.
This was so amazing.
It was already next week. Although I didn’t have to come in, I wanted to be here… or more I needed. The idea that I had been around someone like Henry Frodrick, the general manager was terrifying, but I reminded myself he wasn’t stalking these corridors until Titan collision and I had to train up myself for that.
“Oof!” I hit into someone’s chest. “Sorry!”
“Hey, it’s alright!”
“Just the girl I was hoping to meet.” He fist bumped my hand. “How you doing?”
I-I had never spoken to Impact before. I saw him around a lot, but w-we never had a conversation like this. “I-I’m fine.”
“You doing okay from two weeks ago.”
“Yeah. Doctors think there’s some injury, but I’ll be okay for my title match in two weeks.”
“That’s great. You do deserve that title match; you’ve worked so hard Elsandra unlike-.” He flopped his arms, unsure to say unlike whom, probably because the cameras were on, but I knew who he was meaning and it was awesome. “Well you know. I’ll be sure to give Henry Frodrick what he deserves anyways. That giant’s about to-.”
Appearing from behind me was Rick Thunder.
“Hey Rick.” Impact nodded.
Rick gave a challenging glower to Impact, oh no. “It’s Rick to my friends and Rick Thunder to everyone else.”
Impact raised his hands. “Sure, okay, um Rick Thunder.” He then relaxed. “Great job about running into help Elsandra on-.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Rick then focused on me. “So um, Elsandra you doing alright?”
I nodded. I was grateful he did something unlike some superstars, even former ones such as Jim, but he didn’t have to help me win the match and nor did I like him getting in between me and Impact. “Yeah Rick, doing okay.”
“So um, awesome title shot as well, hope you’re looking forward to it.”
“Yeah.” I’ll be sure to finish things with Lolli Cute. “But not as much when I see Impact make Frodrick leave.” I didn’t mean to do that, but I wanted to get Impact back in the conversation and try and see if it was just the two of us again.
“Yeah,” responded Impact awkwardly. “Be sure to focus on taking that belt off Lolli Cute and I’ll be sure to axe-.”
“You know! I was trying to get a match with Henry Frodrick,” burst Rick Thunder. “Soon as I heard CEO William Gett was coming down to discipline the guy, I was going to demand a match with him and do it myself. But when I phoned him up, he told me he had already been on the phone with you for a main event match at the Titan collision. It should be me settling the score after I gave him the Lightening strike, me and Henry have business to settle that you got in the middle of.”
Impact nodded his head in sympathy, but then shrugged. “Sorry to hear that.”
“Oh, you’re sorry. Not nearly as sorry as me for what happened to Elsandra. I was there and I ran down just as Henry was done trying to break her and I saw right in front of me just what he did.” Not only that but you flipped me like a piece of steak. “It should be me avenging her, not you.”
“Well, Rick Thunder, like I said, I’m sorry to hear that. But this isn’t just about settling the score with Henry Frodrick or what he did with Elsandra. Like you’re right it is, but it’s not just that.” Impact then stepped forward. “It’s about making him pay for every sadistic and barbaric thing he has done and then throwing him myself out of this company. But if you think you’re the right person for that job then how about this.”
“Yeah,” steamed Rick.
“Me, you in the ring tonight. I will be putting my spot against Henry Frodrick up for grabs if you can beat me.”
“That’s no problem.”
That was every problem. Rick was a low-card wrestler who had no business going up against the face of the company.
“See you then.” Impact nodded and walked off and left me with Rick. Wait, what?
“S-sorry you had to see that,” murmured Rick. “But come on, if there’s anyone who should be sorting out what happened to you, it should be me, Rick Thunder.”
“Rick Thunder,” I sighed. Can’t believe I was actually doing this.
“Just Rick, you can just call me Rick.”
“Rick, I’m thankful about what you did two weeks ago, but…” How do I say this? “I think you should just leave this to Impact.”
“It’s just… he’s more experienced at taking on guys like Henry Frodrick and you’re more suited to, well…”
“What? You mean like Kenneth Bombardier?” groaned Rick Thunder. “The only reason I get stuck with losers like them is because of Henry Frodrick, which is why this is not a bad thing, this is great. Once I take down the face of the company, I-I’ll be the new face and I’ll go on to show Frodrick what a real wrestler is.” Rick pumped himself. This was so awkward. “Just watch, this is where I prove to the world.”
Rick then marched off, thank lord… Wonder if I could catch up with Impact…
I watched with Tammy and Kanaya in the monitor room, waiting for Rick Thunder and Impact’s match to get started. The two had to keep out a few other superstars from wanting in the match and getting a shot with Henry Frodrick. They were all people who wanted to make him pay, like Ed Banzai and Bill Yanks, but they were all persuaded otherwise. The startling thing was that they more about me than their vendetta with Frodrick.
I could see signs in the audience that supported me and chanting my name every so often.
But once all that was settled, Impact and Rick’s match begun. Rick had already gone for the Lightening strike, but Impact had caught his arm and slammed him done into an armbar.
“This is amazing,” said Tammy. “The whole UWF is just revolving around you.”
She was right. I had never been on the spotlight before, but yet I was and it was overwhelming.
“It is isn’t it?” Cute Lolli. The cow paced into the room caressing her title. She had a bandage around her head, showing how I tried to knock some sense into her, if any was possible. “Shame though they’re focused on a hypocrite and not a real role model.”
“What are you talking about?” demanded Kanaya.
“Oh come on, look at what’s going on. Everyone’s cheering because someone pretty and cute like Elsandra is getting so much attention and love, all just because she got beat up by the big bad GM, boo hoo.”
“She didn’t just get beat up, she was preyed on.”
“Big whoop, it’s what happens when you’re either a wrestler or diva. Someone jumps you from behind and does his worse and normally what happens is you either settle the score or you get over it. I doubt I’ve ever seen watching the other guy get told off by the Mr CEO, gives the so-called victim a title shot and has people fighting over her? Like come on, sounds like what you were telling me two weeks. I suspect you shook your things at the CEO, swayed your pretty looks on men, which you’ve got two fighting over you right now and you got the crowd in sympathy just because you’re a little girl who got beat up.”
She was right.
“How about you shut your mouth!” snapped Kanaya. “Yes Elsandra here is getting a lot of attention but it’s not because she does the same kind of stuff you did. It’s because she stuck it to General Manager Frodrick, got attacked for it by him and then was able to come out here. She’s getting it because she was brave, Lolli cute, something I’m not sure you even know the meaning of.”
There were a lot of good reasons that Kanaya was really respected in Diva division.
Cute Lolli seethed. “I understand bravery just fine, I understood fine in the match I earned this and I will understand fine when I make my first title defence, which is against cry girl here at Titan collision.”
“Remember Cute Lolli,” said Tammy. “Any breaking of the rules and Elsandra gets the title anyways.”
“I’ll remember that.”
Cute Lolli turned tail and made for the door.
I only tore my sights away when I heard the roar of the crowd.
Rick seemed to have desperately rolled up Impact to steal the win, but before it got to two, Impact kicked out. Thank goodness. Impact the gave Rick is signature move, the boom kick. He then scaled the corner post and then performed his signature move, the Impact drop. Impact landed his back onto Rick, almost exploding him, then rolled them both up where the ref counted and the crowd screamed as Impact won.
The wrestler was barely fazed; he stood up raising his fists like a warrior ready to take on a titan. I was going to be just as ready to take down a charlatan.