10/17/2019 Backstage following Vita Valenteen’s victory over Noah Jackson at Anarchy.

It’s been a rough few weeks for the Anarchy champion with all of the acusations of fake titles, fixed matches, and even murder by one paticular indiviual, but nothing could have prepared her for the heart wrenching victory over her “friend” Noah Jackson.


”Holy shit I did it!” she exclaimed in both shock and excitement as she passed through the curtain at gorilla directly after her match on Anarchy.


Did I say heart wrenching?


”Calm down cunt, I let you win!” Noah said in a defeated tone.


”Oh yeah?” she asks as she walks up and placed her hands on his sweaty chest and looked up to him. ”So you don’t think I could beat you huh?”


Noah’s eyes shifted back and forth as he searched for the right thing to say.


”No way!”


Or not…


”Wanna go back out there and do it again?” She said playfully.


”Nah cunt, I’m good. How about we go get some pizza and celebrate your win?”


VV smiled as she looked into Noah’s eyes.


”My totally legit win!”


Noah sighed, which actually made VV feel bad for him.


”Aww, come on, it’s not a big deal. The best PURE technical wrestler and the HARDEST working in the XWF, that match could have gone either way!”


Noah smirks as he shakes his head. ”Wait, do you think I’m upset?”


”Well, yeah?”


Noah chuckles at the thought. ”Why would I be upset when I let you win?”


”You didn’t let me win!” She says with a hint of annoyance.


”What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t?”


VV takes pause upon hearing it. She tilts her head to the side as she stares a hole through Noah. He quickly realizes what he said and tries to backtrack.


”I mean… No… That was a slip… I just meant what kind of friend would I be if…”[cyan]


VV quickly interjects. ”No, you said boyfriend!!!”


Noah takes a step back as he tries to salvage the conversation.


[cyan]”No, no, I just meant friend. We’re just friends…” Noah notices a stage hand walking by and grabs his attention. ”Hey, backstage cunt, tell her we’re just friends!” The stage hand looked uncomfortable in the situation that he had been brought into, but fortunately VV would get him off the hook.


”You said boyfriend!” She exclaimed right before sneaking in a peck of a kiss against Noah’s will.


”Jesus cunt! Not in front of everyone!” He said as he pushed her off of him.


”Fine, let me shower and we can head out for pizza.”


Noah was still looking around to see if anyone outside of the random stage hand saw VV kiss him as he replied. ”Sure cunt, go wash up.”


VV tried to move in for another kiss, but Noah was on guard and dodged it like a champ.


[cyan]”Don’t forget your wallet either, it’s your turn to pay.”[cyan]

10/23/19 Press conference following Warfare

The scene opens to a small 20x20 room backstage at Warfare shortly after the “Anarchy Championship” open challenge. About a dozen sports journalist wait anxiously for their chance to grab a big scoop, or at the very least, get a good click bait quote to base an entire “article” around. VV walks into the room. She’s still in her wrestling gear and wears the Anarchy Title proudly on her shoulder. There is a bit of a stir in the room as she takes a seat in the front of the room, but you can tell that she’s not the high profile interview that these people came in search of. Some faceless XWF employee introduces VV to the crowd of journalist and invites them to ask questions. Some cat with Fox News credentials shouts out the first question.


“Vita, is it true that you’re championship belt is a forgery?”


She rolls her eyes. ”Of course not!”


A follow up question is then asked by a guy that looks an awful lot like Mark Henry, he is wearing a Busted Open Radio t-shirt.

”Vita, you worked a match against an invisible opponent tonight. Some say those types of comedy matches do nothing but hurt the business. What would you say to those people?”


”First of all, I wouldn't call that a comedy match. That invisible dude really pushed me to work hard for the win. He even kicked out of my Eat Defeat! As far as matches against people of non visible skin color hurting the business, I’d say that this is 2019, not 1975, and it’s no longer okay to try and segregate an entire race of people from this sport just because of the lack of color in their skin. See, I’m not only a fighting champion guys, I’m also trend setter who’s willing to go against the norm if it’s right, and giving The Invisible Man a shot at my Anarchy Title just seemed like the right thing to do!”


Mark fires off with a follow up question. ”So to be clear, you’re saying that the invisible man that you fought tonight was indeed real?”


”Of course I am, because he is. In a world with vampires, warewolf Nazi’s, time traveling assassins, demigods, and all sorts of fantastical beings who are all drawn to the world of wrestling, and more specificlly, our promotion, why is the legitimancy of an invisible man even a topic of conversation?”


A few other reporters all tried to ask the next question, but Mark managed to speak over them all with his deep booming voice.


”Yeah sure, but it was obvious to anyone watching that you weren’t actually wrestling anyone!”


Vita rolls her eyes again before responding with a sarcastic tone. ”Of course it would LOOK that way, the dude’s invisible! Where was this level of scrutiny when Sarah Lacklan claimed to outswim a frickin’ helicopter?”


Good ole Steve Sayors buts in with the next question.


”Vita, what are your thoughts on your Lethal Lottery partner on the upcoming Savage?”


”Good question Steve!” She says, thankful for the abrupt change in subject. ”As anyone with a brain should already have guessed, I was REALLY hoping to be paired with Noah Jackson. I think that the two of us could easily take on any combination of of remaining talent in the Lethal Lottery. Unfortunately that wasn’t the case, and instead I got saddled with a complete unknown by the name of Amjetkun Socio. So obviously I was a little upset with my draw, but after this past weeks episode of Anarchy, I’m starting to think that I might have drawn a hidden gem. I mean, did anyone see his performance last Anarchy? He manhandled Donovan and Raphael Blackwater while also working well with a partner that he had zero experience with. To be honest, I was pleasantly surprised by what I saw. Despite some of his less favorable traits, I think that the two of us might actually make a pretty decent team. I’ve got the brains and he’s got the brawn. I’m a former 2 time tag team champion, and he proved last week that he both knows his way around the ring, and has the ability to gel with a new partner pretty quickly.”


A man wearing a CBS Sports press badge chimes in with the next question.


”What about rumors that the two of you had a backstage altercation shortly after his arrival in the XWF? Do you think that the two of you can put your differences aside long enough to work together, or is there a chance that the team breaks down before the final bell sounds?”


”Okay, well first of all, there was no backstage altercation. While it’s true that we exchanged words, it was nothing more than a new signee trying to find his place in the pecking order. Amjetkun said some things to try and spark a reaction from me. I’m not sure if he was looking for a fight, or just trying to prove that he was the new bad ass in the XWF by “speaking his mind”, but the fact is that we haven’t spoken to each other since, much less had any sort of altercation. On top of that, I think that we are both smart enough to realize that we can’t allow petty squabbles like that to deter us from our goal of winning Lethal Lottery. So yeah, I don’t foresee any issues between us, at least during the match. As far as what happens afterwards, that’s anyone’s guess.”


Mark Henry fires off with a follow up.


”As you said, Amjetkun is new to the XWF, and as best as anyone can tell, new to the business as a whole. Judging from what we’ve seen so far, he looks a little sloppy in the ring, which can be a danger for anyone who gets into the ring with him. Are you at all concerned that Amjetkun Socio could end up injuring someone in this match?”


Vita chuckles before answering the question. ”Of course not! Even if that were the case, it only helps our chances of moving to the next round. Drop them all on their heads for all I care!”


The next question comes from a woman with CTN press credentials.


”Vita, what is your response to those who say that you’re afraid to face Sarah Lacklan again after going 0-3 against her so far in the XWF?”


Vita looks visibly annoyed by the question. ”Um, HELLO!” VV lifts her “Anarchy Championship” up for the crowd to see. ”I think you’ve got your facts wrong! Besides, I would gladly give Sarah a rematch if she would just admit that her victory at Relentless never happened and then went on to earn a shot by rising up the rankings.”


The same woman follows up with, ”I think everyone here knows that’s not true!”


”No, everyone THINKS that’s not the truth because of the fact that somebody went out of their way to air a fake ending to the match! It’s like when Mankind said I quit, but everyone saw his mouth didn’t even move!”


”Except in this case, we all saw Sarah beat you to the title!”


VV jumps to her feet in a fit of anger. ”Yeah, you saw what she wanted you to see!” She turns to the staff managing this press conference. ”I want her ejected, now!” She turns back to the CTN reporter before continuing. ”CTN never should have been allowed here in the first place. You people obviously have an agenda!”


One of the staff members approaches VV and whispers something in her ear.


”Either she goes or I go!” She shouts back in response, but the staff member just shrugs and tries to explain that he can’t kick someone out for asking “tough questions”. ”Fine!”


VV grabs her title belt and heads for the door. The entire room erupts into a bit of chaos as everyone tries desperately to get VV to answer more questions, but she quickly exits the room.

The following day

VV climbs out of the backseat of a Kia Soul that’s parked just in front of her gym. She grabs her bags and starts towards the gym when the driver yells out of the passenger window to her.


”Excuse me, ma’am, didn’t you say you would tip me when we arrived?”


VV glances back as she continues to the front door.


”Oh yeah, here’s a tip, buy an air freshener!” She turns her attention back to the door as she fumbles with the locks. [dpink]”Sweaty ass is all I smelt the entire ride home!” she mutters as she opens the door and quickly passes through, locking it behind her. With a sigh of relief, she drops her bags at the door and heads straight for the stairs that lead to her living area. However she stops dead in her tracks at the foot of the stairs, realizing that someone is here with her. She looks back into the gym to see a very sweaty shirtless Amjetkun Socio sitting on the end of one of her weight benches looking like he just finished an intense workout.


”Um, what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” She ask as she slowly approaches him, a perplexed look on her face.


”You’re gym is shit bro, worse than one of those Planet Fitnesses!” He replies, completely ignoring the original question.


”No, really, how did you get in?”


”Doesn’t matter how bruh, what matters is why. We need to train!”


”I think I’m good, you should leave...” She says while trying to hide her fear.


”I can’t leave bro, I’m in the middle of a workout!”


Frustrated and seriously having to pee, VV replies. ”Ugh, FINE, finish your workout, but we’re not done here!”


She sighs heavily as she heads up the steps to her bathroom. She closes the door behind her just as the sound of clanking weights fills the gym. ”AHHHHH!” VV rushes out of the bathroom and peers over the railing at Amjetkun who is doing free weight butterflies in the gym below. ”DID YOU USE MY BATHROOM!?!”


Through grunting Amjetkun replies/ ”UGH!…. YEAH!…. UGH!....


VV doesn’t know what to say. Instead she just looks back into the bathroom at the discarded needles and empty steroid vials. This is going to be a rough week…


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