"Oni" Kymiku [The Bloodstained Empress]

The Frog & The Scorpion (Part II)

SoLo felt unnerved as she went through the police security checks. It invoked memories of the time she was held and questioned over what she had done to Kreese. That was part of the reason that she was now here. Uzai had taken the blame for her actions, after initially telling the police that she had done it. She wasn’t sure why he had reversed his course, but it had bothered her for weeks.

She was escorted to the phone room, where she was sat down to wait for Uzai. She didn’t have to wait long as he was brought in and sat down on the other side of the security glass. SoLo picked up the phone and waited for him to do the same, but he just sat there, staring at her.

SoLo pointed to his phone, and after an overly long and dramatic pause, he picked up the phone, but said nothing. SoLo frowned, unsure of how to start. “Uzai…how are you doing?”

…

After he didn’t respond, she smirked. “Why did you agree to see me if you weren’t going to talk?”

…

She sighed, “Fine…I’ll talk. I know that you have no reason being in here. None of us had to be here…so long as we all said nothing…we would have been home free.” She looked down, “It was all my fault…I don’t think I can live with myself…knowing that you are in here when it should be m…”

He held up his hand, stopping her from saying that she was the guilty one. SoLo didn’t know if they listened to the calls or not, but she understood his hesitation. Though he had stopped her from incriminating herself, he remained irritatingly silent.

SoLo sighed, “Look, I know that you don’t like me…you never did, but I wanted you to know that I never had any animosity on my part toward you. I considered you to be family…just like Nyako, Oni, and Serizawa…”

This seemed to get his attention as he gripped the phone tighter and leaned in closer to the glass. Finally he was going to respond…


Uzai glared at SoLo, barely able to contain his hate for the girl. He had disliked her from the moment he met her. She was such a naïve idiot…totally ignorant to the ways of the world. She had done nothing but distract Oni from becoming her ‘true self.’ For that, he hated her…more than words could convey.

“Look bitch…I hate you…I fucking hate your guts and yes…you deserve to be in here, but the reason you are not is because I know this hurts you! It’s your fault…IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT!!”

SoLo flinched at his harsh words and for the first time in a long time he felt satisfied. Despite that, he still wasn’t done. “You’re such a fucking doe-eyed cunt! Always so nice and so cheery…so helpful and caring! Let me tell you something…you think you are special? You think you are great and good? You think you are a help to Oni and her sister?” He sneered, then banged the receiver against the glass, “You’re a liability to them…that is what you are!! Do you think that they need some weakling managing them? NO! They need someone strong…someone not so easily made a goddamn fool of!”

He grinned as he saw the stupid and clueless look on her face. He could have kept the secret knowledge he had to himself, but he really wanted to see the look in her eyes when he stuck another dagger in her chest. “You have been nothing but a liability to everyone since nearly got your cherry popped by those two rednecks a few months ago!”

He watched as the color drained from her face as she remembered nearly being raped several months ago. Had it not been for the timely arrival of Serizawa, there is no telling what would have happened to her. Every since that night, she had been afraid of her own shadow. The only time she felt safe was when she was around Serizawa, but the girl had all but disappeared and she was all by herself now…and scared too death.

Uzai smiled, relishing in the pained look on SoLo’s face. “Dumb whore! You got taken like a goddamn rookie!” He laughed out loud, “You latched on to Serizawa and followed her around like a stupid asshole, but you know the kicker? She set the whole thing up…and I watched her do it! She paid those fucking hicks to rough you up…so she could swoop in and save the day…and get in close with Oni.”

He could see the look of horror on her face and it pleased him to no end. “You thought that she was your friend…but she never gave a flying fuck about you! You are nothing but a liability…and that is why I wanted to get rid of you! You were such a blind piece of shit that you got played like a child by your best fucking friend! You are nothing but a liability to everyone around you and the one thing that you can do to really help Oni and Nyako…is to find a short pier and take a long walk off of it!”


SoLo’s lip quivered as she fought back tears. She didn’t want to believe Uzai, but she knew down deep that what he said was true…it was all true, especially the part about her being weak and a liability. She stood up, with tears streaming down her face, ready to run out…but she didn’t. That would have been validating everything that he had said to her.

She glared at him…anger boiling up inside of her. She gripped the receiver tighter. “I’m not weak! I will not be a liability to Oni and Nyako!”

She watched him, looking back at her with a smug look on his face that was slowly beginning to falter. She could feel the change in herself…and she could see that he was starting to see it as well. He wanted to hurt her…to cow her down…to watch her run out so he could feel superior. She wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction…she wasn’t going to give Serizawa the satisfaction!

She straightened herself, “Thank you Uzai…thank you for the second chance…thank you for waking me up.” She hung the phone up…staring into Uzai’s eyes…watching as he stared back her, seeing the person she was becoming, instead of the fool she had been.

SoLo turned and started to walk out, for the first time in a long time, not feeling scared or frightened…just angry and ready to show the world that she wasn’t anyone’s door mat…not now…NOT EVER!

The Yellow Pages (SoLo's Blog: Edition #1)


Hello LAW Fans! It’s me, Song Xu Lo…but better known as SoLo to the masses. I am the voice of The United Sisters of Asia (USA)…your World and Marquee Champions, respectively. In a short span of time, USA has become a dominant force in LAW, as well as the entire sport, as they both hold highly prestigious singles titles, having dispatched all contenders.

Now, with that out of the way, I want to get down to brass tacks! Over the last few days, we have been verbally harassed in print by CTN and slandered in social media by a whole host of individuals. Some of these voices are nobodies, looking to stir up trouble, while some of them are LAW stars who are laying claim to being contenders for the gold possessed by USA. I will address everyone, so that there is no mistake over where USA stands in all of this.

First of all…to CTN. For posting that ridiculous story about my sister, the new World Champion, being hobbled by Mackenzie Roberts. While my sister…the LAW Champion…isn’t 100%, she is more than ready, willing, and able to go to LAW #23 and silence the doubters and nay-sayers! Mackenzie Roberts may have left my sister with a temporary limp, but she left Rising Stars as the reigning, defending World Champion! There is nothing ‘LAME’ about her and anyone who thinks differently is welcome to say it to her face on Sunday!

Secondly…to Fujiko Mine. We got off on the wrong foot on twitter a few days ago…but just for the record, that was YOU reading into something that had nothing to do with me or my sisters. We all get the fact that you feel you should be the Marquee Champion, and maybe…down the road when my sister finally retires…you might make that a reality, but for now…you’ve got to climb back up that ladder to get a shot at either of my sisters! You are facing a woman without a stitch of honor who surrounds herself with a gang of thugs in order to ensure her victory. Since you shunned our offer to see that you had a fair chance…we’ll allow you to forge your own path back to our doorstep. Good luck…if you win…you’re going to need that and more!

Third…to Keira Fisher. I know that you have been making a lot of noise lately about getting a title match and this weekend you are going to be facing my sister Nyako. One could reason that should you win, you would certainly be a contender for the title…or maybe even the World Title. I’m sure that your head is filled with all sorts of ideas about what you’ll do once that happens…but the sad reality is that none of those dreams will EVER come true! You are stepping into the ring with a monster that does nothing but destroy whatever or whoever is put in her path…this weekend…that is you! I sincerely hope that you realize…after your loss…that titles aren’t in your future…only the beating of a lifetime!

And lastly…to Mackenzie Roberts, Kate Steele, and Jennifer Drew. You three douche bags got a little taste at Rising Stars, but that wasn’t enough for you, so you three clowns take to twitter with your ignorant banter. It’s time for the three of you to face facts! Jennifer Drew…I can appreciate the fact that you are on the road to recovery and now you’re back to make a statement in LAW after you tucked tail and ran away after your first stint. It’s admirable, but you need to face facts darling. Your fight with being a crackhead is one thing…fighting my sisters is something else! If you come at us again…there is nothing in your future but a very long stint in rehab…and not the good one where you’re tied down and molested by the creepy night shift janitor!

Kate Steele, as the first LAW Champion…you are pretty much the measuring stick, but before you go getting your head all swollen…here’s the bottom line…YOU SUCKED BALLS! Sometimes being first is a great…but in your case, you just set the bar seriously low for everyone that followed you! Now that you are without the one thing that validated your existence, a title…you have your eyes on the Marquee belt. Here’s a news flash…you have to earn that right sweetheart and seeing as how you won’t even beat the former champion…I wouldn’t get my hopes up if I were you!

Mackenzie Roberts, you showed the world that you were a game fighter when you took on Oni and for a while you won some respect…but you threw all of that away when you tried to cheat your way to a win. You should have learned your lesson at Rising Stars…but I see that you are just as hardheaded as ever! While I know in my heart that your opponent this week is going to destroy you…I hope that you find a way to win…so that my sisters can get a chance to dash your hopes and dreams one more time for everyone to see!

That is going to do it for today! I hope that all of you enjoyed my first blog…if didn’t, you are going to really HATE my second one!


Sincerely, Song Xu Lo (The Voice of USA)

The Summit
with Alex Yin, Nyako, Kate Steele, Jenni Drew, and Bliss Fischer

I was completely numb…the pain in my left leg was deafening, but my body refused to react…and my mind…it swirled with activity…with a seething rage. I wanted blood…more than at any other time in my life that I could remember. The ‘so-called’ Pink Ladies had made their presence at LAW 23 felt by attacking everyone and anyone who was dear to me. The aches and pains that I felt were nothing compared to the blood lust that filled me.

“Miss…” I glanced down at the EMT has looked up at me, applying another wrap to my leg. “I am going to advise you to get a MRI on this. You seem to be tolerating the pain well…but there is a lot of bruising and instability there…” I didn’t respond, prompting him to ask again. “Miss? Did you hear me?”

“I heard you…” I answered absently.

He stood up and excused himself. I should have felt bad because of my dismissive nature, but seeing as every instinct in my body screamed to smash something or someone…I felt that it was more than appropriate.

I swung my injured leg off the examination table and pulled on my jacket as SoLo helped me. I looked at each of my sisters in turn, “This cannot stand…I won’t allow it to! Steele, Grey, Drew, and Sparks…all of them…anyone else who wants to ally themselves with them…they are going to pay!”


SoLo rubbed Oni’s back, frowning as she replayed the events of the night over and over in her head. First, Sidney had gotten into Alex’s head by stealing Chewie, then Kate Steele’s gang of thugs had ran roughshod over everyone…only Fujuko Mine had managed to overcome their plans…even though she had ended up getting a beat down at the end of the night. The Pink Ladies were a problem that needed to be dealt with…quickly and harshly.

The words of Uzai rang in her head. She was a liability…she was too weak to be of any help to anyone. She was supposed to be the Business Manager for USA…and she was failing in that capacity at the moment. She needed a plan of action…and she needed one quickly.

“Look! We need to get it together! We need to marshal our strength and go on the offense! They have the numbers on us since Serizawa and Miyoko abandoned us! What we need is to rebuild our ranks!” She looked at Oni and Nyako as she wrung her hands. “I say that we make Alex and Fujiko members of USA! Both of them were screwed over tonight, there is no better time to offer them our support!”


I could appreciate SoLo’s suggestion…lord knows I knew all about recruiting members to a cause. I had been a Yazuka lieutenant for my father and I had brought countless individuals into the organization…both willing and unwilling, but this situation was different…I was different…or at least I was trying to be.

I turned to SoLo, “Song, I know where you are going with this…and while having numbers on our side would be a boon, I think Alex and Fujiko have made their positions abundantly clear on the subject. They like to go their own way…they like to get things done by themselves.” I glanced at my sisters in turn, “That’s not to say that we can’t look after their interests…as friends.”

I could see that SoLo didn’t like he fact that I shot down her idea to solicit new members for USA, but I was not going to use this situation as a recruiting tool. I was going to focus on what counted, beating the Pink Ladies until they were black and blue! They had fired the first shots against us and everyone else in LAW. Numbers were on their side…there were four of them that everyone knew about…but there was also at least one more person that had gotten behind their cause…the person who had put me down just as I had gotten the drop on Steele and Grey.

I couldn’t think about that right now, there were bigger concerns. The first order of business is to get Chewie back!” I rubbed my hand absently where Chewie had bitten me two weeks ago. I could have held a grudge against the furry little beast, but I knew that Chewie hadn’t bit me maliciously. I had flown off the handle and Chewie was frightened.

I turned back to SoLo. “You are technically still Grey’s Business Manager…reach out to her…do what you need to do Song…whatever it takes!”


Just then, Alex ran in rubbing at her face. Sobbing loudly, she looked extremely disheveled, even her pants were still unbuttoned from her aborted KMA attempt. Alex didn't even seem to register anyone else in the room as she sat and cried. After a few moments, she looked at Oni and Song and managed to stifle her tears for a minute.

Alex: I can't believe she...Mackenzie...she...

Alex went back to crying.

Alex: *sobbing* And Chewie must be so scared...and...and...


I reached over and pulled Alex into my arms and held her close to me, bending over to kiss her lightly on her head. I hoped that she could not feel the waves of anger radiating off me. If Grey, Steele, Drew or any of their consorts were here, there would be nothing that could keep me from bashing their brains in!

I rocked back and forth, rubbing Alex’s back. “We are going to get Chewie back and everything will be okay Alex…I promise you that…nothing is going to happen.”

I turned back to SoLo. “Do whatever you need to do Song…I don’t care what it takes…make this happen!”


Alex takes a moment to look around her as she catches Song's eyeline.

Alex: Song...are you going to find Chewie?

Alex didn't even wait for an answer.

Alex: Please find him! He'll be so scared...he's gets nervous so easily...he doesn't like being away from me.

Alex then looks at Oni.

Alex: The Pink Ladies attacked and Mackenzie did nothing! Nothing happened! She just left me, Oni!


SoLo watched Oni start to respond to Alex’s statement, then she just closed her mouth and shook her head. There was nothing that could be said about the woman’s actions. All that was left was to address what she could do. SoLo looked at everyone and swallowed hard. What she was going to say wasn’t going to be taken well…but it was the truth. “Look…Ms. Grey isn’t going to just give Chewie back…no matter what I say.” She looked at Alex and the look on her face made her own chest ache. “She said that she would give Chewie back if Alex agreed to her terms…a match…”

She took her eyes off Alex as she looked at her other sisters, “She wanted the match to be for the shell of Alex’s dead pet turtle.” SoLo felt sick to her stomach for just mentioning the stipulation, but that was the way Sid operated. She picked something that was abhorrent to Alex…something that would get inside her head.

“I can reach Ms. Grey…I can get her to sign a contract and get Chewie back…” She looked at Alex, “But you would have to agree to it Alex…you would have to say yes.”


My anger boiled over, “THAT’S INSANE SONG! SHE DOESN’T HAVE TO AGREE TO THAT!!” I let Alex go as I pointed at SoLo. “You find that bitch and you tell her that I will break her goddamn back if she doesn’t return Chewie…YOU DO THAT NOW!!”

Even as I yelled and screamed, meaning every word of it, I knew that what SoLo had said about Grey was right, she wouldn’t relent until Alex agreed to her crazy demands. All the same, a part of me wished that I could have the chance to get my hands around her wrinkled neck.


Alex shivered as she listened to Song. When Song finished, Alex struggled to answer.

Alex: I can't...I...

Alex suddenly swallowed. She felt literally sick about this.

Alex: I'll do it. For Chewie, I'll do it. But if I win, I want Sidney to stay away from me and Chewie! I don't want her to ever hurt him again!

Alex then looked back to Oni.

Alex: I'm sorry, Oni. If only I'd listened to you more...


I turned back to Alex, pulling her close to me. “Don’t worry about that now…that doesn’t matter. First we get Chewie back…” I looked at SoLo and gestured for her to get it done with Sid. I turned back to consoling Alex, “…after Chewie is safe, then we take care of this Pink Ladies problem…once and for all!” [/font]

I was happy that Alex’s eyes were now open concerning Mackenzie Roberts, but I couldn’t gloat over it…I wouldn’t. All I could do was be there for her.

I turned my attention to Nyako. I could see that she was even more pissed than I was, but she was also concerned about her manager who had been attacked by Grey and Steele. “Ny, don’t worry about Syn…they are just giving her a concussion test as a precaution. I’m sure that she’ll be okay.”

I, of course, knew nothing of the sort. Syn’s head had bounced off the floor with a sickening thud that had knocked her cold. I hoped that she was okay, but there were no promises that I could make in that regard.


Alex nestled herself in Oni's arms. She was devestated on what had to have been the worst night of her life, but it felt good that she wasn't completely alone. Softly she cuddled Oni and looked up at her. Alex had been throughnso much in the past couple of months, even more than Alex. Oni had been the main target of all of these attacks, going right back to that sex tape that was leaked to CTN.

Wait a minute.

Sidney was connected with CTN and that leak and now she was in league with Mackenzie.

Mackenzie and Alex had been to Paris...and whilst they were there...

Oh, no...oh, god, no...could Mackenzie have? Alex didn't know, but it was certainly possible.

Alex: The tape, Oni. What happened to the sex tape? Who has it?


I hadn’t thought about the video in days. After winning the title, I had made Nyako safe from VanReardon’s threats…but she had made it clear that I was still on the hook. The video was going to come out and there was nothing I could do about it.

Looking at Alex, all I could do was shake my head. “I don’t know Alex…and frankly…at the moment, the only thing that matters to me is you and Chewie!” Just saying the words made me feel better about myself. I envied Alex…the way she was always bubbly and filled with cheer. I could never be that way…no matter how hard I tried.

Tonight had changed things for her…and it has dashed something inside me. If Alex could be brought this low…what hope did I have of ever being as good as she was? I looked at her, wiping the tears from her face and pulling aside a few stray hairs that had fallen into her eyes. “Always thinking of others…but I don’t want you worrying about me. I did a bad thing and I am going to pay for it. You did nothing at all…and my sisters and I are going to make it right! I don’t care what I have to do…or who I have to hurt!”


Alex: But I do...

Alex suddenly cut in.

Alex: This whole situation is screwed up! Try as I might, I still feel something inside for that evil...

Alex stopped herself. She hated "the e word".

Alex: But more than that, I don't want you to be put in more risk than you already are. I know you're tough, Oni. You're the champ! Still, I don't want to see you hurt. I'm by your side through this and whilst I may not go to the same...extreme lengths as you, I'll be in your corner.

For the first time in what felt like an eternity, Alex smiled again as she wiped the last of her tear and then touched the side of Oni's face affectionately before pulling it away with a giggle.

Alex: Figuratively and literally, I guess.


It pained Nyako to watch all of this. Everyone around her was getting hurt and yet she seemed to escape from harm. It wasn’t that she wanted to be attacked herself but because of what happened it seemed to draw everyone else closer together.

She wished she could be more there for them all and be able to make everything horrible happen go away. Yin having Chewie stolen, Oni suffering brutal attacks, her manager Syn possibly suffering from a concussion. All this going on around her and she felt so helpless in it all.

Syn had told her to worry about staying the Marquee Champion while she dealt with everything else, yet all that seemed to do was cause more problems than solve them. She should have been the one backstage with her sister to protect her from the atytack. She should have been by Alex’s side so Grey couldn’t have taken Chewie. Hell she should have been the one to make the save for Fujiko even if the woman didn’t want it. Yet in each case it was more about her than anyone else or so it seemed.

Maybe what Taylor had said month’s ago was more true than not. Maybe Nyako was trying to put on a good face but deep down she was no better than the so called ‘Pink Ladies’. Probably why they stayed away from her and went after everyone else. They probably felt she was more like them so why mess with their own.

“I’m sorry guys for failing all of you.” Nyako said somberly. “I’ve should have been there for all of you. I shouldn’t be worrying about some damn title. What has it gotten me other than caught up in my own head and ignoring everything else around me.”

She idn’t want to turn this into about her. She wanted to make amends for what happened and not being there forthem to count on. Oni told Alex how much trouble Roberts was and never backed down from it unlike Nyako who basically threw up her hands. Maybe being close to Maleek as warping who she was, maybe Oni had been right about him. Hell she should have been at ringside for Oni during Rising Stars to make sure nothing happened then either. Maybe her sister wouldn’t have suffered her injury if she was there to put a stop to it happening. Goin g back even further, she was so caught up in losing to Hilton, she didn’t even notice Oni being taken away by the Chicago PD. If it hadn’t been for Song, who Ny also had failed; if it wasn’t for her Nyko might have never known about Oni. She should had been by her side from get and possibly stopped Roberts from weaseling her way int o taunting Oni while she was in custody.

It struck Nyako as funny in a very sad way that when Oni arrived in LAW, she thought Oni would be the one to be the person who couldn’t be trusted yet in the end it turned out to be Nyako who was the one that couldn’t be counted on time and time again.

“I swear to everyone I am going to make those bitches pay for what they did. If I got to go through hell to do it I will not stop until each and everyone of them suffer the way they have made all of you suffer. I do not know why they haven’t come after me, but I promise you that it’s there mistake for ignoring me. What they did is worse than harming me, they went after people I love and care for. I haven’t been the most attentive sister to say the least, but right now I’m going to be the one who will get vengeance on all their asses.” Nyako snarled as she started to gorw more heated by the moment. She wasn’t going to continue to be as ineffective as she had been, it was time for her to take the fight to others.

Maybe what Fujiko had said rang true. Maybe she was just to content by standing on the sidelines and letting thigns come to her and just do the job. That was about to end soon though, just because she wasn’t scheduled for the next show didn’t mean she wasn’t going to be there to make sure the ‘Pin Ladies’ din’t know who they were dealing with.


Alex stood up and walked over to Nyako, holding out her arms.

Alex: Don't, not even for a second, apologise for this. You help keep this crew together, Ny. We're sisters and sisters stick together.

Alex then wrapped her arms around Nyako and rubbed her back.

Alex: The minute we start feeling sorry for ourselves is the minute that they win. Lets not give them the satisfaction.

Alex let go and stood infront of Nyako, the sunny smile returning to her lips, even if it was partly for just for show.

Alex: Okay?


Kate finds herself in the area and she begins to smile as she stands outside the door peeking inside.

KAte: Did someone say give them the satisfaction?! Listen here ladies... I know you are upset really... I would be too if I got my arse handed to me by a bunch of bloody girls who just walked in thinking they own the place, but that's what happens when you deal with a group that is led by yours truly. We told everyone we would make an impact and guess what, that is what we did?! Have a problem with my group?! You can always take it up with me. I won't hesitate to drop each and every one of you on your bloody heads. One Asian cunt at a time.


Alex turns and sees Kate standing in the doorway. Smoothing out her hair and giving a warm and welcoming grin.

Alex: Congratulations, Kate. You made quite an impact out there. Seriously, good job. But what you did was low. Really low and cowardly. Me and my sisters don't pretend to be all tough and then hide in the shadows. Acting all sneaky like....sneaks.

Alex leans in on the other side of the doorway, looking Steele eye-to-eye.

Alex: Talk is cheap, but on Sunday you're still going to have to put your money where your mouth is because we're not backing down. We have solidarity, you lot are just looking to see who's gonna stab who in the back first. You will lose, it's just a matter of logic and time. But let me show you what your so-called friend Jenn just missed out on earlier.

Alex turns her back to Kate and pulls down her still unbuttoned pants, mooning Kate withnhe g-string-clad backside before confidently pulling up her pants and walking back intomthe locker room.

Alex was funny, but I wasn't in the mood for funny right now.  As soon as she was out of the way, I sprang to my feet at the sight of Kate standing in the doorway and my leg immediately buckled. I caught myself, getting back up. “STEELE?!! YOU HAVE TO THE NERVE TO SHOW YOUR FACE HERE?!!”

SoLo stepped in front of me, hoping to stop a confrontation, but my blood was boiling and violence was the only thing that was going to cool it…

…are we back…

“Oh…we're fucking back alright…” I didn’t care that they heard me talking to myself, before anyone could question it, I was already off like a shot. I shoved SoLo aside, not caring where she landed as I barreled out of the room, losing my footing, but crashing into her at full speed.

The two of us hit the floor in a heap, both of our fists wailing away on each other. Over and over we rolled, knocking over tables and chairs, sending people scattering for cover. I landed a hard punch to her jaw that stunned her and I clenched my teeth in grim satisfaction. I reared back, intent on driving her nose through the back of her skull, but I felt my arm being grabbed from behind.

I didn’t look, I just threw my elbow back at them, not caring who it was or where it landed. It connected with someone, knocking the wind out of them, but as I turned to resume my assault on Kate, she got her feet up and kicked me hard, launching me off of her an sending me flying backwards into pallet that was stacked full of audio/video equipment.

The pain was horrifying…and satisfying at the same time, even as stars shot before my eyes. I tossed the busted equipment off me, trying to find Kate again…I wanted her to bleed and that went double for anyone who dared to get between us!

Kate however was ready for a fight as she grabbed a chair and looked at Oni's leg. She offered a grin as she held the chair upwards moaning for Oni to come her way.

"Come on you stupid cunt! You really want a piece of this?! I will make it where you won't ever compete again. I'll break your God Damn leg..."

Kate screams as she instead rushes at Oni going for a chairshot right at Oni's head.

"I'll make you bleed"


Nyako jumped in front of her sister despite still feeling the hard effects of elbow she gave her when she tried pulling her off. “ONI NO!!!” She said, stopping her sister in her tracks fo the briefest of seconds. Nyako turned her attention to Steele with fire burning in her eyes. This was exactly what she was talking about. She saw when Oni snapped and wanted to save her from that point. But this redhead bitch couldn’t leave well enough alone. This is what she wanted to protect them from, her and her clique of bitches. ‘Pink Ladies’ her ass when she was done with them they were goingto be black and blue smudges.

Nyako saw the smirk on Kate’s face as blood trickled out of her mouth, feeling a small bit of satisfaction for what she did. She probably thought Nyako was saving her from her sister, but it was only half true. Nyako went flying at Steel and wrapped her hands around the red head witches throat, trying to squeeze every last bit of life out of her, not caring what happened after ward. She wanted to end her badly wanted to end it all.

She felt a hand trying to pull her off but her grip remained firm on Steele’s throat as she watch her turn red to purple as her air supply was cut off. “YOU FUCKED WITH THE WRONG FAMILY YOU FUCKING BITCH! I WILL KILL YOU, YOU FUCKING HEAR ME?! I WILL END YOUR PATHETIC LIFE!!!”


Suddenly, Jennifer Drew comes running in and attempts to pull Nyako off of Kate. Jenn had just been walking the halls and heard the commotion and saw what was going on and saw Kate in trouble so, she knew she had to come in simply help her friend and mentor.

Jenn: Get the hell off of her you bitch!

Jenn gets Nyako off of Kate and stares her right in the face looking as confident as ever still.


I staggered to my feet, my vision clearing as I watched the stand off. Seeing cooler heads starting to prevail…made me want to vomit. I screamed as I rushed past Nyako and Drew and speared Steele as hard as I could, sending her flying backward into a closed door. The door was blasted off its hinges and the two of us went rolling into the Men’s room.

Steele struggled for air and I tried to stand and fell backwards into the sink, knocking it off the wall and sending water shooting all over the place. I grabbed the sink, struggling to lift it over my head as I aimed it right at Steele and launched it at her, hoping to see her brain splattered all over the floor.


Kate moved at the last second as the sink shattered on the floor. Kate rose up to her feet as she grabbed Oni by the hair and moved her towards the urinal. She shoved her head against the urinal as she flushed it.

"How's that you filthy bitch... How about a urinal shower!"

KAte growled before she lifted her knee up driving knee after knee right against the stomach of the World Champion. She doesn't slow down as she lets her have each and every single one of her knee strikes.


Nyako saw what Kate was doing to her sister but still had Drew standing in her way. Of course the momentary distraction of Oni pushing past them a bit earlier gave Nyako her opening. She bumrushed Drew and shoved her hard into the wall, knocking the breath out of the Brit.

Before Drew could recover, Nyako ran past her and toward Steele, spearing the redhead, ending her assault on her sister. She started raining down punches to her trying hard to make her face a blood mess.


Jenn quickly recovered though and rushed in once more pulling Nyako off of Kate yet again and this time rushing her into the door of one of the stalls and crashing through it to the floor. Jenn quickly starts to throw punches aimed at Nyako's head. The fire burned in her right now and all she could think about was beating the ever living crap out of Nyako and making sure her and Kate made the most of this battle.

Jenn let out a scream as she connected with a punch right to the jaw of Nyako bloodying her lip as she smiled and grabbed Nyako by the head.


I thought I was going to drown, until the water finally receded. Her shots to my ribs hurt like hell, but it was fuel for the fire. As Nyako broke it up, I gasped for air, and whirled around, seeing nothing but red.

I grabbed Drew, I was in a complete rage and didn’t care who I was hurting, so long as I hurt someone. I reached over, dragging her up and hooking one of her legs as I strained to lift her off her feet and onto my shoulders. My leg wobbled, but I shifted my weight and staggered backwards as we went crashing into the stalls, busting through them.

A man came falling out with his pants down around his ankles, screaming for help, but I ignored him. I rolled on top of her, raining blows down on her…some hitting her and others hit the floor, the walls, everything else. I didn’t care, I only wanted to make her sorry for showing her face near me and my sisters.

“I’M GOING TO BREAK YOUR GODDAMN FACE!”



Kate felt the blood starting to gush from her face. She covered up as the Marquee champion was having her way with her. Kate leaned over to see her protege in the same trouble that she was in. Kate screamed as she lifted her knee up driving it in between Nyako's leg. She stood up as she broke free. She cocked a fist back driving it into Nyako's face as she dragged her out of the bathroom.

"Sorry Jen... I'll come back for you later, I got some business with this woman."

Kate drags Nyako into the hallway taking her to catering before she pushes her head into a catering cake before knocking all of the food off of the table looking to possibly send Nyako right through it.


Jenn felt the blood coming down her face as Oni hit her with the punches. Jenn finally grabbed a hold of her and kicked Oni off and slowly making it back up to her feet, wiping some of the blood off of her face and smiling as she charged at Oni and picked her up carrying her out of the bathroom and driving her back first into the wall.

Jenn: You're mine now you little bitch.


Nyako was groggy from Kate’s assault as the woman dragged her over to catering. She heard the food and everything else get shoved off the table as it sounded as if Kate was setting Nyako up to go through the table.

Nyako struggled to her feet, while Kate was preoccupied with clear the table. Nyako jumped on Kate’s back wrapping her arms around the woman’s neck, once again depriving her of her air supply. Nyako wrapped her legs around Steele’s waist as she tried to get Nyako off her back, but Nyako sunk the chold hold in deeper.

Nyako could feel Kate starting to weaken, but with a last bit of energy Kate fell backward sending Nyako and herself through the table trying to loosen Nyako’s chokehold. Nyako’s hold loosened slightly as all the air out of her came rushing out and she started seeing stars as her head hit hard on the floor. Still she was not letting Kate go.


My body went limp and I nearly blacked out as Drew nearly knocked me through the damn wall. I hammered her back blindly, hoping to break free…but there was hardly anything behind my blows. She had nearly broken me in half, but I had no intention of stopping…even if it killed me.

Drew drove her shoulder into my midsection over and over again even as I tried to punch her off me. It was futile, but Security rushed in grabbing Drew and me, pulling us apart. I flailed wildly, not wanting to stop, but numbers started to overwhelm me.

I strained to get free, wanting another piece of Drew…another piece of Steele…another piece of anyone. I turned and punched one of the men right in his face, sending him staggering back, holding his bloodied nose. Two more members of Security grabbed me, choking me as they wrestled me to the floor. I screamed…and flailed, but nothing calmed me until SoLo rushed over, imploring me to stop.


Security had a hold of Jenn as well as she tried to do anything in her power to break free and get another piece of Oni right now. She was being fueled with rage and passion right now and did elbow a security guard in the face but, three other ones wrestled her to the ground and eventually lifted her up and started carrying her away from the brawl.

Jenn: This isn't over Oni, far from it!


"ENOUGH!"

New LAW GM Bliss Fischer walks into the mix with a few more security guards flanking her.

"You are acting like a bunch of children not trained professional athletes! I went out there tonight and told the world that we had we had top notch talent here and I'm rushed out of my office to have to deal with you asses fighting? Ridiculous. This will be your only warning, you pull shit like this again there there will be consequences."


Kate on the other hand was a bleeding mess. As her body felt broken in two she wanted to resist but physically couldn't as her body started to give out on her. Her face turning purple as she found her air being cut off. She slapped her hand slowly against the pavement tapping out in hopes Nyako would break free of the hold.


“STOP IT NYAKO!! STOP IT!!” SoLo rushed over, ignoring the pain in her shoulder she felt from being shoved at the start of this brawl. She grabbed Nyako’s arm, pulling with all her might. It wasn’t until Security rushed in, pushing her aside that Nyako was separated from Kate.

SoLo staggered and fell back onto her butt, holding her shoulder as tears threatened to run down her face. She squeezed her eyes shut to hold them in check. She scrambled to her feet, holding her hands up as she hoped that the new General Manager wouldn’t be upset with her and her sisters. “We’re sorry…so sorry! This won’t happen again…” She turned and pointed at Kate and Jen, “SO LONG AS YOU KEEP THOSE STUPID BITCHES AWAY FROM US!!”


Bliss shakes her head.

"THIS is exactly why Lucas hired me. Too much of this shit has gone on while he's been wearing two hats. I want the sisters and the ladies out of here. NOW! Save your beef for a ring. As for punishment? I'm going to think on that. I will let you know later in the week. I suggest you all get your priorities straight "

She crosses her arms over her chest, obviously not impressed with either group.

Contract Signing
with Alex Yin


SoLo felt terrible as she made her way to Alex’s home with the contract that Sidney Grey had directed her to draw up, still hot in her hands. The terms were simple, a match between Sidney and Alex…a turtle shell on a pole match. Sidney would have to climb the pole to grab the shell in order to win the match, while Alex would have to successfully execute the ‘KMA’ in order to win. The prize was the empty shell of Alex’s beloved pet Zip. The rules were plain…almost comical, but in typical fashion, Sidney had found a way to make it heinous.

With everything going on between her sisters and U.S.A., this was one more thing that made being a middle-man difficult. I hurt her to know that her role in all of this was to function as a mediator while everyone else was locked in combat. She needed to find a way to do more than shuffle paperwork…to be more than just the ‘Voice of U.S.A.’ She was done sitting on the sidelines, and this was going to be the last time she rode the bench while the other girls took the fight to the Pink Ladies.

SoLo knocked on Alex’s door and waited for an answer. All she needed to do was to get the girl to sign the contract and once she brought it back to Sidney, she would trade it for Chewie. Alex would have her pet back and Sidney would have the match that she wanted…her chance to punish Alex for being in league with U.S.A.


Alex opened the door in a panda sleepsuit with matching slippers as she rubbed at her eyes.

Alex: Hi...

After a moment, Alex focused her gaze and noticed it was Song. Instantly her smile grows and she hops on her feet.

Alex: Hiya, Song! I'm making pancakes; wanna come in and some?



Seeing how easily Alex transitioned into being in a great mood vastly improved SoLo’s. She smiled for the first time in as many days as she could remember. She nodded, patting her tummy as she felt the grumble, but even as she stepped inside, the contract in her hand reminded her of the business at hand.

She paused, putting her hand on Alex’s arm. “Wait…I have the contract. All you have to do is sign it and I can have Chewie here in less than five minutes.”

She wanted to spend more time enjoying Alex’s presence, but she knew that the girl was in shambles after the events of the last few weeks. She handed Alex the contract with a frown. “Pretty standard stuff…except for the stipulations…”


Alex practically snatched the pen from Song, eagerly wanting Chewie back.

Alex: Give me five minutes and I'll have my Chewie back!

Alex suddenly feels something on her shoulder. She'd put her tiny new tortoise, George on her shoulder and he was now crawling to her face. Alex picked George up and stared the tiny reptile in the face.

Alex: Oh, Georgie...

Alex then hugs Song as she takes the contract and signs it.

Alex: Now, come and get some pancakes!


SoLo was eager to join Alex in having pancakes, but there was another matter that needed her immediate attention now. She looked at the contract and tucked it away. “Give me a few minutes Alex…I’ll be right back with Chewie.”

SoLo pulled out her phone and called Sidney, “Ms. Grey? Yes…she signed the contract so I’ll be coming over to ge…” SoLo paused as Sid cut her off. She looked at Alex, her mouth hanging open. “THAT WASN’T THE DEAL!” SoLo stared at Alex again, covering the phone, “She wants to come here and bring Chewie herself! No way Alex! I am not going to allow that!!”


Alex threw up her hands, a smile never leaving her face.

Alex: As long as she brings Chewie, nothing will dampen my spirits. I'll even cook up a few spare pancakes. I might have some pikelets in the cupboard as well.

Alex then gestured for the phone as Song, reluctantly, handed it over.

Alex: Ms. Grey? Yes, it's Alex...Alex Yin...you know very well....just bring my chinchilla....nice talking to you as well. See ya!

Alex then shut off the phone and handed it back to Song.


SoLo was flabbergasted at Alex’s easy ability to just ignore the fact that Sid was a monster…a monster that she just willy-nilly invited into her home. SoLo couldn’t figure Alex out. She was so easy going…even after everything that Sid and her gang of thugs had done. SoLo stared at Alex, wondering if the girl was really that happy-go-lucky or if she really might have had a screw loose.

SoLo sat at the table, nervously wringing her hands as she watched Alex preparing the food. “Alex…I was wondering…what do you think about this Pink Ladies situation? I mean…they have been attacking everyone…even you. Don’t you want to do something…something to stop it?”


Shuffling the last pancake onto one of the two massive stacks, Alex got slightly hurt by the mildly cutting question from Song as she walked back to the table.

Alex: Sid took one of the most important things to me, Mackenzie ripped my heart in two. No doubt about it, the Pink Ladies are bullies, but I have my way of dealing with bullies.

Alex sits down with the two stacks and points at them with her fork.

Alex: Blueberry and chocolate chip. I refuse to attack them outside of a ring, Song. I just...I don't like violence. I know that's weird, but I don't. That's their way, it doesn't mean it has to be mine. I have a better way at beating them.

Alex takes a pancakefrom each stack and enthusiastically chows down, talking with her mouth full.

Alex: All the Pink Ladies want is to make me miserable, so my defence is my happiness. They won't break me, Song. They can't. *swallow*. They want to be tough and mean, fine. I'll still treat them with kindness and a friendly attitude because that's exactly what they don't want from me.

Alex looks at Song. Her face a mixture of sweetness and steel.

Alex: Revenge isn't a dish best served cold, Song. It's best served warm and with a side of happiness.


Her answer was so simple…yet so complex. Alex wasn’t at all easy to understand, but she was a good person through and through. Mackenzie Roberts wasn’t deserving of someone like her…no one she knew was deserving of this young girl. SoLo smiled as she forked over a stack of pancakes and did her best to challenge Alex for the title…even though Alex was halfway through her stack already.

As she ate…she wondered if she could do things the way that Alex did them? Could she protect her sisters without resorting to sinister tactics? That would have been ideal…but the reality of it all was that she was nothing like Alex…at least, not anymore. Life had taken its toll on her in recent months and now she was nothing but a shell of her former self. Her sisters were all that she had left and at the moment she was failing them…but she had put a plan in motion that would reverse all of that. Alex wouldn’t approve…and that hurt her…but like it or not, this would all be for her own good. The Pink Ladies needed to be stopped and since no one else could get it together…it was up to her.

Before she could polish off the remainder of her pancakes she heard a knock at the door and she dropped her fork, staring at Alex, both of their mouths filled with the doughy goodness of blueberry and chocolate pancakes. That sweetness was about to be replaced by something altogether different…but it was the price that they had to pay in order to get Chewie back.

SoLo handed Alex the contact that she had just signed. “Here…give her this…then she’ll hand over Chewie and we can be done with all of this.”


Alex had to take a moment to swallow the sheer amount of food in her mouth, before she looked down at the contact she'd just signed. Alex then looked up at Song heading for the door.

This was it. Chewie was coming back to her. He'd be safe and snug with someone who loved him...

Tears started to run down Alex's cheeks as she leapt up and ran for the door, arms outstretched.


As soon as the door opened, Alex was met by Sid’s outstretched hand. “Hold it right there Lollipop! First the contract…then the rat! It’s not that I don’t trust you but I…”

Before Sid could finish her sentence, the contract was shoved into her hands. “Eager beaver…aren’t we? Mackenzie should have warned me…” Sid snuck in a little jab, then turned her attention to the contract…making sure that it had been properly signed. After seeing that everything was in order, she folded and tucked the contract away.

“Looks like you and I have ourselves a match Lollipop!” She walked away for a moment, then came back a few seconds later with an animal carrier in hand. “I believe this is yours…”

Even as Alex grabbed the carrier containing Chewie, Sid held on to it. “I said…this is yours…but make no mistake Lollipop…that sweet little ass of your…IS MINE!” She let go of the carrier, even as she walked past Alex, heading into her apartment and looking around with a sigh. “The last time I was here…I was treated rather shabbily I must say.” She glanced over her shoulder at Alex. “Probably the reason why you can’t get a handle on your love life. I’d look into that…if I were you.”

Sid stood by the table, breathing in the smell of the freshly cooked pancakes. “Yummy!”


Alex wasn't even listening as she opened the carrier and Chewie ran into her arms. Alex then let out a scream so high-pitched that the glass around the apartment could've shattered.

Alex: OH, MY SWEET LITTLE CHEWIE! MAMA MISSED YOU SOOOOOOO MUCH!

As Chewie ran about a crouching Alex, every bit as thrilled to see her, Alex scooped the chinchilla into her hands.

Alex: You're gonna get the biggest dust bath, tonight! I bought you a new rock and some new hay...

Alex then stopped in her tracks as she saw Sidney eyeing up Alex's breakfast.

Alex: Do you want some pancakes, Sid?



Sid rolled her eyes at Alex, “I took good care of your stupid little rat…trust me…it’s dusty enough!” She turned her attention back to the pancakes, “As for these…I don’t mind if I do.”

She plopped down next to a surprised looking SoLo. Sid eye her business manager, “I don’t know why you are looking at me like that…the little twerp owes me for treating me like shit the last time I was here…and for taking care of her rat! The least she could do is give me a bite to eat…before I kick her ass and take her dumb turtle shell!”

SoLo frowned at Sid, getting up from the table as she walked away without a word. Sid waved at her with a grin, then turned back to Alex, smiling from ear to ear. “So…since you and Mack are no longer scissoring on a regular basis…is it fair for me to assume that you and Bobcut Skinny Pants are cootch-buddies now?”

Sid forked over a heaping stack of pancakes and went to work on them as he watched Alex like a predator.


Whilst on the surface Alex looked happy, underneath she was already annoyed at Sid. The woman just knew how to get under her skin.

Alex: No, me and Song are just friends, Sid. I'm not seeing anyone at the moment. I kind of want to keep focus for our little match-up.

A grin, genuine this time, appears on Alex's face. The same one that appeared when something (relatively) devilish took Alex over.

Alex: Help yourself, Sid. Pancakes are just the starter. The main course...

Alex turns around, her back to Sid, making sure she always could see Chewie and Sid didn't make another break for her chinchilla.

Alex: How about a little rump steak?

Alex suggestively pushed out her backside, taunting Sidney from across the table.


Sid narrowed her eyes at Alex, forking in the last of the pancakes, swallowing them down with a loud belch. She kicked her feet up on Alex’s table. “Funny Alex…but in order for you to put that heinous little backside of yours on my face would mean that you beat me…and that is not going to happen sweetie!”

She kicked SoLo’s plate, sending it shattering to the floor. She smiled as Chewie squeaked and ran around in terror. “I am going to hurt you Alex…I am going to hurt you really bad and when you are laying on the mat…broken and bleeding…wondering when it’s going to be over…it won’t be! I am going to climb that pole and grab that stupid turtle shell to win the match, but it won’t be over for you just yet. I am going to climb back down and stand over you…and then I am going to beat your stupid face into a pulp with that shell and you break or it breaks!”

She chuckled, “This is going to happen Alex…it’s going to happen and Mackenzie is going to be there watching me do it…watching it with a smile on her lovely little face. She’s going to laugh at you because you are a fool…she played you like a fool and when this is over and done, you will realize how big of a fool you really are!” Sid jumped up, facing off with Alex. “You are done Alex…over and done! Mack broke your heart and now I am going to break you and send you running out of LAW…once and for all!”


Saying nothing, Alex bent down and picked Chewie up, cradelling him. Chewie was always sensitive, but Alex was sure Sidney had tormented the poor creature to aggravate his anxiety. With a playful pout, Alex put Chewie down om the table and flipped up the hood on sleepsuit, whist fastening the attached mittens. Jokingly playing up looking for a fight whilst "transforming" into this petite panda.

Alex: Sid, rest assured that when we face in off in the ring, I will fight you on behalf of the entire animal kingdom! From the teeniest little spider to the biggest blue whale and especally for the tortoises and turtles of the world! You've been so mean to them, especially to Zip, who by the way was a TORTOISE! Still, I'm not the one who's really lookig for justice here. Say hello to my little friend!

Alex bends down again and picks up George, who is lazily lurking about the apartment. Alex picks the tortoise up as if showing off his "game face", whilst he's just slowly moving his head around; Alex also making sure that he's far away enough from Sidney to be safe from her grasp.


Sid glared at Alex…then smiled and gave a slight nod. “Fair enough Lollipop…I’ll be seeing you around…the two of you.”

With that, Sid walked out, rudely leaving the door open behind her.



After Sid left, SoLo walked back out. She looked at the mess that had been made and then she looked at Alex with a shake of her head.

“Alex, I know you are a big girl and you can take care of youself, but please reconsider this. You have Chewie back, so you don't have to follow through with anything she wants. I'll back you...I'll get CTN to make her back off."

She knew that Alex was a woman of her word, but this was a trap and it was clear to see. She cared about Alex and she didn't want to see her hurt anymore.


Alex sighs as she puts George back on the floor, the much faster Chewie weaving around him. For the first time that morning, Alex' sunny disposition had left her face.

Alex: Thanks, Song; but if I know Sid, you guys stepping in will make things worse. No offense, it's just if she sees a barrier to what she wants, she'll just try all the harder to knock it down. She's rude, she's a mess and she's a coward. She's also very stubborn.

The smile comes back.

Alex: Besides, you girls have your own problems. I don't want to bombard you with mine.

Alex then skips forwards and wraps her arms around Song in a tight and affectionate hug.

Alex: Take care, buddy.


As SoLo left Alex’s home she couldn’t help but to feel utterly useless. She had been no help to her sisters on the last episode of LAW when they were taken out by The Pink Ladies and now she was of little or no use to Alex. The girl had been bullied into a match that she didn’t want for a prize that she wanted no part of. There was no worse feeling in all the world.

SoLo would have to do something…she would have to do something soon if she wanted to save her sisters and salvage her dignity. Being nice had gotten her nowhere…so maybe it was time for a change. Extreme situations called for extreme measures. She pulled out her cell phone and thumbed through her contacts until she found what she was looking for. It had been a while since she had talked to this person, but if anyone was going to know what to do, this person would.

She pressed the ‘call’ button as the scene faded to black.

Lost Footage (The Real Story)

@alizeprincess

see I knew they had it out for my girls. I know that Bliss chick had something to do with this footage getting cut from the show. They just want to portray the USA as some Asian thugs. But your girl Alize got your back boo. I'm about to set the record straight. My connections hooked me up so I can show you peeps why they did what they did.

Funny thng is my girls Oni and Ny save that lame ass GM Bliss from getting beat down by the Mummy Incarnate known as Sidney Grey. And this is how she repays them by not tellign the whole story? Well I'm about to set the records straight...


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Lost LAW 25 Footage


{Backstage of the GCU Events Center, LAW backstage reporter, Carmen Dian, catches up to the Shinsuzuki sisters, Oni and Nyako as they make their way inside for the evening’s event..}

Carmen Diaz: This is a surprise to see you two hear. For the second show in a row you haven’t been scheduled to appear yet here you are.

Nyako: Believe me the small vacation we’ve had wasn’t by choice. But I guess when our dear new GM promised consequences for the backstage incident a few shows back, she has made it loud and clear what it is.

{Carmen could sense the anger emanating from the sisters as they both appeared to be acting liked caged animals ready to pounce on anything that crossed their paths, she pressed on with the questions though...}

Carmen Diaz: Are you suggesting the GM Bliss has left you off the shows as punishment for the backstage brawl after LAW 23?

Oni Kymiku: Suggesting? No one is suggesting anything! The proof is in the pudding! The LAW and Marquee Champions have been attacked, time and time again…and the management has done nothing about it! But like my sister said…we have heard them loud and clear!

{Oni looked at her sister and then back to Carmen with a look of mounting rage on her face.}

Oni Kymiku: Its ironic that this place is called LAW when lawlessness rules around here! If Lucas and Bliss can’t or won’t act…my sister and I WILL! The Pink Ladies are going to pay for everything that they have done over the past few weeks…that’s not a threat…it’s a promise!

Carmen Diaz: Aren’t you afraid of more repercussions from whatever actions you take tonight. Look what happened last week

{Carmen knew she was basically poking two bears and riling them up but did what any good reporter would do; get the story..}

Nyako: Whatever Bliss thought she was doing, thinking it might be protecting people from harm. She just made it a hundred times worth. I don’t care if I get fined or whatever for this but if Bliss is working with the trash called the Pink Ladies, she just gave them a world of hurt! If this was our consequence, it’s about time we hand out a little of our own.

{Before Carmen could get another question out both Oni and Nyako pushed past her going further inside the building and out of sight. Carmen turned to her camera man..}

Carmen Diaz: Well I think tonight will be an interesting one folks.

^{Starring Trisha VanReardon}

Featuring LAW Champion Oni Kymiku

CTN Studios

May 2015

The fans clapped loudly as Trisha VanReardon walked out on stage. Trisha smiled broadly as she addressed the crowd. “Hello everyone…and welcome to ‘The Hot Seat!’ It’s been a while since our last episode, but that is only because I have been so busy working on other projects…projects that relate to tonight’s very special guest. In fact…this is not just any guest…but my very FIRST guest!”

Trisha walked over to the Hot Seat and put her hands on it. “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time…the current LAW Champion…Oni Kymiku…”

Oni Kymiku walked out with the LAW Title over her shoulder, keeping her eyes on Trisha and ignoring the mixed reaction from the crowd. She walked over and stared at Trisha…causing the broadcaster to take a step back as she remembered their very first encounter, that ended with her being punched in the face. Oni walked around the chair, brushing her hand over the cold black surface. She paused at the front of the chair and looked back at Trisha.

“You’re going to need an extra seat here tonight…”

Oni turned to the curtain, and the fans followed her gaze…


Out came Nyako with her Marquee title slung over her shoulder and a sneer on her face as she stared daggers in Trisha's direction causing the woman to take another step back and fall back in her seat as she felt she was not in a good place at the moment.

"I felt since we were the two that actually put your little show on the map VanReardon and probably gave you the best ratings you've had to date since lets face it everyone after us besides Yin had people changing the channel. Why not give you the ratings boost you probably so sorely need." Nyako said as her sneer turned into a vicious looking grin.

Trisha could been seen feeling a bit unnerved by the surprise but tried to play it off as if it had no effect on her.


Trisha did what she could to regain her composure, gesturing for a second seat to be brought out for Nyako. She waited as the two women finally took their seats, a wry grin returning to her face.

“Well…it looks like the gang is all here! What a treat to have two of the biggest stars in LAW here on the same stage…” she paused, “…well…arguably two of the biggest. I mean…let’s be honest with one another here, it’s not like either of you have been burning up the ring in recent weeks. Since the last LAW PPV, we haven’t seen either of you doing anything that got you those golden belts you have been carrying around. I mean…don’t you think the fans deserve more than a pair of toothless paper tigers as their reigning champions?”

She looked directly at Oni, “I put that question to you first…”


Oni knuckles cracked and popped as she tightened her fists at the abrasiveness of the question. After a moment, she relaxed and focused her attention on Trisha.

“Trisha…you are absolutely correct in your assessment…of me at least. I hate the fact that I have to agree with you, but the facts are just that. Since winning this belt, I have been the worst champion in LAW history…”

Nyako started to interject, but Oni stopped her as she held up her hand.

“It’s okay Ny…you don’t have to defend me. It’s time that I put on my Big Girl Pants and owned up to this. Yes…I was injured in my match with Roberts, the woman is tough as nails and by all accounts would have been a better champion if she had gotten the win…but she didn’t and that burden is mines to bare. LAW has been accommodating of my injury…but point to any woman on that roster that hasn’t wrestled hurt at one time or another and I’ll get down on my hands and knees and kiss your feet!”

Oni looked at the LAW Title for a bit, then looked back at Trisha. “If I didn’t have the pride that I do…I would hand this belt over and leave LAW…but I’m not a coward and I am not a quitter! I have a chance to turn this thing around…win or lose…and I intend to do that! This title means that I am the best that LAW has to offer. I haven’t shown it in recent weeks…but you can bet your ass that I will show it at Validation!”

Trisha turned to Nyako and gestured for her to answer the same question…


"What can I say. That, yes you are correct. That I have been a failure as a Marquee champ? That I should do like so many feel we should do and jut give up our belts to more..." Nyako put up her hands to give air quotes, "...more deserving people?"

Nyako snorted. "Yeah I could say that but the fact of the matter is none deserves these titles more than us. I never asked for a day off from the ring and yet I was sidelined for a month along with my sister. Yes she was nursing an injury but make no mistake we were willing and able to take on anyone. The fact of the matter was no one stepped up. Sure they ran their mouths and attacked us from behind, make snide comments to us but no one came to us face to face."

Nyako's face showed a bit of disgust as she continued. " Look at Fujiko Mine, as soon as she got the opportunity to turn tale and run to what she thinks is an easier match to deal with she did it. All that crap she talked about me being a pathetic champ and not going after opponents was just crap and she knows it. You saw me talk to her the week after out match at Rising Start and told her to bring it again. Not back down, yet where is she. Now I have to deal with a second rate Red headed witch who goes through friends like Sidney Grey goes through bottles of booze. Mind you the only reason for that to is because everyone else in that match was too pathetic to even stop her. I mean I would have put my life on it that Comacho and Drew have more talent in their little toes that Steele ever had. Yet they shrunk when it was their time to shine. As for Silver well..."

Nyako just stopped and shook her head. "So I guess in answering you question. Do I think we've been toothless champions. Maybe but only because no one in LAW has the balls to step up to us like grown women. They rather be catty school girl bitches."


Trisha smirked at the sisters and their answers, obviously not buying any of it. She looked at Oni. “You’ve been milking this supposed injury for weeks Oni…and you say that you want to do something about your legacy, but let’s not mince words here…you feel threatened by Fujiko Mine, regardless of what your sister just said. The facts are clear…Mine has been the hottest thing in LAW since Evie Taylor…the same woman that NEVER lost that very title that you are walking around with…that same title that you have yet to defend. Odds are that Mine is going to take it from you in less than two weeks time.”

She chuckled, “When that happens…what will that mean for you and your career in LAW? I mean…there is nowhere to go, except down after you have been the LAW Champion…even a crappy one!”


“Before I answer that question…please allow me to say this about Ms. Mine. I give her all the credit in the world for what she has done in her short time in LAW. Up until she met my sister in the ring, she seemed unbeatable. She rebounded from that loss and has been just as good…maybe even better since then.”

Oni turned and looked at her sister, apologizing in advance for what she was about to say. She looked back at Trisha.

“I am going to disagree with one thing that my sister said about Mine and her choosing to face me instead of facing her for a second time. Every woman in this sport wants to hold this title…it signifies that you have reached the pentacle of achievement for all of us.” Oni put her hand on her sister’s shoulder, Before my sister held the Marquee Title, Gabby Camacho was the most prolific champion that LAW had ever seen. Nyako won that belt and since that time…she has been the measuring stick. Mine found that out when she challenged her and came up short. Now, Mine has a chance to make the world forget about that loss and write her own ticket to putting her stamp on LAW. I respect her decision to face me, instead of my sister. I respect her confidence…you have to have it in order to be successful in this business…but I don’t respect her bravado and I don’t respect her! Respect is earned…and she needs to take it because I have no intention of giving it to her!”

Oni narrowed her eyes as she elaborated, “A few weeks ago, Mine told the world that she knows that she can beat me and that she was the MVP of LAW. Once she defeated me…she would complete the ‘set.’ Well…I think that Ms. Mine is a fine wrestler….I think that Mine has it in her to be a great champion…but beating me is going to take a lot more than bravado and a desire to complete an imaginary ‘so-called set.’ Mine might want to call herself the MVP of LAW…but what she won’t call herself is LAW Champion! I am the LAW Champion right now and after she comes face to face with me inside the ring, she is going to find out why I am!”

Oni sneered at Trisha, “To answer your question about what happens after I lose to Mine…my answer to you is simple…I haven’t thought about it because I don’t have to think about it. I am not going to lose this belt to her. Period…point blank!”


Trisha turned to Nyako. “Your sister is delusional about her chances…I hope that you aren’t about your chances. Kate Steele was the first LAW Champion and she wants that Marquee Championship way more than you want to keep it. What are you going to do after Kate takes it from you?” She gave Ny a sneer, “Are you ready to hang it up and walk out the door?”


“A few weeks back I would have said yeah, I was more than ready to call it quits. Not because of the competition in Law because well I’ve proven for the most part none of them have a chance against me. Don’t get it twisted though, I’ll show them respect when they give it to me, but as far as I’ve seen especially as of ate I’ve gotten none of it. So yeah I was ready to walk away from LAW because it wasn’t worth my time. I even reached out to Drew and Steele giving them props for beating us surprisingly without the aide of their posse of pus…Pink Ladies. But nothing in return. But you know what that would be me admitting defeat, that these so called women here had an effect on me strong enough to give up something I care about and I’ll be damned if I let any of them run me off.”

Nyako sat back in her chair and looked over at her sister fr a brief second, to see her reaction about her thinking about walking away. She saw a small expression of something from her but couldn’t tell what it was. She continued on though with her response.

“As for Steele, I’ve said it time and time before. Only reason she was the champ was because she didn’t have good competition. As the LAW Champion and as the Tag team champion. In both her first defenses of both titles she coughed them up. Look at the LAW Championship. She lost it to a women who’s not even active I LAW anymore. So what kind of champion was she really? Hell she had numerous bites at the apple against Comacho when she was Marquee Champ. Never mind the fact she boggarded her way into the picture at a time, when I was the one who was the top contender at the time. But still she got embarrassed numerous times against her and now she thinks she’ll have a better shot at me?”

Nyako leaned forward in her chair looking dead at Trisha. “I’ve beaten Comacho twice, once to win the title and the other in the rematch for it. That means I’ve beaten the woman she couldn’t beat legitimately. What chance does she have against me? I have been the longest reigning Marquee champ to date and will continue to be so after Validation. Meanwhile Steele will still be the pathetic has been she has been since losing the World Title. Only chance she has to eat me is if she brings her posse down with her to help her, but as I see the Pink Ladies aren’t even that well-oiled anymore.”


Trisha had to admit to herself that she liked the fire that Nyako showed, but this interview wasn’t about admiration. She was in it for ratings and controversy made for the best ratings of all. She turned fully to Nyako this time.

“So, Nyako…since you’ve mentioned the Pink Ladies. They have had a few problems, but no one will deny that they are a unit at the end of the day. They have each other’s backs…but no one has your back. Ever member of USA has deserted you and Oni…your best friend, Alex Yin refuses to get her hands dirty…even when you stick your neck out for her. I mean…that has to bug you…doesn’t it?”

Before she could answer, she continued on. “What’s worse…since being here in LAW you have spent the majority of it cleaning up after your little sister…the woman that happens to hold the LAW title…at least for a few more days. Yet another distraction on top of the lopsided odds. How do you deal with all of that and still find a way to defeat Kate Steele…and the women that have her back?”


Nyako smirked, not willing to take the bait from Trisha. “Yin is her own woman she can do what she wants to do. I have no qualms with her deciding to take a more passive role in trying to win her battles. If it works for her more power to her. Oni and I on the other hand rather get our hands dirty and as long as Yin doesn’t try to chance us I won’t try to change her. I’m damn sure if she got pissed enough the kid gloves would come off but until then. As I see it she has a higher tolerance for BS most people don’t, which is rare in today’s world. She tries to see the good in everything and everyone despite how little or nonexistent it may be. That’s one reason I admire her and will always call her my friend no matter what.”

Nyako turned to her sister. “As for Oni, what issues that have followed her are not her fault for the most part.” She turned back to Trisha as she took her sisters hand giving it a small squeeze. “I know you can say well she’s the one who did this or did that, but as I’ve said time and time again, she’s done more than enough to make amends for what she has done in the past, yet it’s people like you and the so called LAW elite that don’t want to let those things go. You all keep dredging them up and throwing em in her face. I don’t run to her aide to be her knight in shining armor, I do it because I want her to know I am always in her corner no matter what.”

Nyako looked at Oni again. “She’s the main reason I didn’t leave those weeks ago. She’s one of the main reasons I’m still in LAW. I’ve abandoned her enough in my life I’m not doing it again, especially when she’s had my back as much as she’s had. You may think what we have is a 1 way street but the fact of the matter VanReardon is you don’t know us. All you know is what you see and what you think you know or make up as you go along. That is why I know when it comes to facing Steele I don’t have anything to worry about because hell I know who has my back when it comes down to it.”


Trisha nearly jumped for joy inside as she heard Nyako’s answer. This was what she was waiting for. She smirked as she rubbed her hands together.

“Nyako, you don’t know your sister half as well as you thought you did, if that is the way that you see things. You see…I have my sources and they are intimate with the history between the two of you. In fact…when Oni first arrived…you were none too pleased about it…and I know exactly why!”

Trisha looked at Oni and saw the color draining from her face. She knew that Trisha’s source was the one woman who knew everything about her and because of her hatred, she was more than ready to share it all with Oni’s enemies. Trisha stared at Nyako, “This sister of yours…who has your back has never once told you the truth about the one thing she promised you…she never bothered to tell you about what really happened to her twin…your little brother Senji.” Trisha watched Nyako, wondering what the woman’s reaction was going to be.

“All those therapy sessions she had and she couldn’t wait to tell Uzai’s sister about what had been eating her up inside for years! She couldn’t tell you the truth…but she spilled her guts Meiko…and boy o’ boy is it ever juicy!”

She turned to Oni, who was as pale as a ghost. “Do you want to do the honors or should I?”


Oni turned to Nyako with something that her sister had never seen before…fear in her eyes. She put her hand on Nyako’s shoulder. “Ny…this…I….” She spun around and jumped out her seat as she headed towards Trisha, but Security was there in a flash.

Oni turned back to Nyako, shaking her head. “Ny…please…don’t listen to this…I…”


Just like that everything came crashing down. Nyako looked to Trisha then to her sister as her heart began thudding in her chest.

"What is it you don't want her to tell me Kymiku. Tell me...if you care for me at all, you will tell me sister."

Nyako wasn't sure she wanted to know what is was but if it had to be told she rather it be done by her sister. She noticed the sick sadistic grin on VanReardon's face as she seemed to savor what was lurking in the air. She did not want to give this woman the satisfaction to do more damage to them, as she already played a big part in their troubles as a whole.

"You tell me Kymiku right now what this devil is talking about." She said as her voice came out calm but she was anything but.


Trisha stared at Oni…waiting for her to try to explain and smooth over what needed to be said, but the LAW Champion shook her head as she fought her way through Security and off the stage, tearing off her microphone instead of answering her sister. Trisha turned to Nyako with a smirk.

“I don’t know why your sister is tripping so hard…it seems like good news to me.” She stood up and spread her arms wide, “SURPRISE!! YOUR LITTLE BROTHER THAT YOUR SISTER SAID WAS DEAD HAS BEEN ALIVE AND WELL THIS WHOLE TIME!!” Trisha clapped her hands, “Your sister is a lying bitch with the worst sense of humor…EVER!!!”

Security gathered around Trisha, unsure of how the woman would react to the fact that her sister had been lying to her for years…for no apparent reason.


Trisha could sense Nyako was going to do something and had her security ready to handle what ever onslaught might be coming her way.

Nyako looked at the woman with a pained and defeated look on her face. “Thanks VanReardon,” she muttered. “Can always count on you to fuck things up.”

Trisha tensed as Nyako pushed herself up out of her seat. She thought the woman was going to come after her but instead Nyako just removed her mike and placed it on the seat and left the set. Trisha watched as she left and still wasn’t sure she was in the clear but after a few minutes her heart rate lowered as she figured the storm had passed at least for her.


Trisha smirked as she watched Nyako walked out. She called after her; “Soooooo…does this mean that the interview is over? I didn’t even get to ask you guys what you thought about Bliss!”

The fans booed as Trisha turned to them and shrugged. “Well…I guess this interview is over. I would like to thank you all of tuning in to this episode of The Hot Seat. Please tune in next time when a new victim finds their way into my Hot Seat!”