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August 10, 2007, Fusionhad been a good night that was definite. Sara Calaway had walked in with the desire to get back at Lana Starr Mcmahon for her sins against her. Not only had the sick and pathetic excuse for a woman, and sadly one of the representations for wrestling being the owner’s wife of one of the biggest wrestling corporations of the time taken her title and stuck her nose where it hadn’t belonged but Lana Starr Mcmahon had pulled Sara’s mother into the situation. Lana had miserably visited Sara’s mother at the hospital, yelling at her, bitching…complaining…and ultimately saying how Lana Starr Mcmahon was yet again, always the best and that Sara Calaway was going down. But in retaliation, in angst and passion Sara Calaway had done quite possibly the unthinkable, quite possibly putting Lana Starr Mcmahon’s life on the line, getting behind the wheel of a car and coming after her. Lana had saved her own life by jumping to the side in prevention of her miserable life to end, and Sara enjoyed yanking her chain when she was finally in control by . Sara Calaway had sped out of the arena on August 10, 2007 with a bright smile on her face. Not only had she managed to gain another win to her record when a strange scenario had arisen involving Ariel, but she had just scared the life out of Lana Starr Mcmahon, leaving a few scratches too since she had fallen how she had.
But now another problem has arisen, Sara Calaway will finally be able to step into the ring with Lana Starr Mcmahon, evil intentions surely are going to be on Sara’s mind as she enters this match but there is just one catch. Sara and Lana are not alone, and sadly Sara is joined with a partner who recently had personally taken Sara’s title away, due to Lana’s antics. Jazz herself was busy with Ariel, the vampire woman who had been on a rampage as of late which was hard to not notice. Lucky for Sara, Ariel had steered clear of her, due to Sara being so hot tempered especially since Lana had gotten involved in her life at World War. Two of the most hottest feuds will come together this upcoming Fusion, and surely, will create a huge explosion on Fusion like no other. But on things for sure, Sara Calaway, despite being teamed up with the likes of the woman who physically took her title off of her, is ready to get her hands…on Lana Starr Mcmahon….
The scene slowly opens up to reveal a tiny compact household, small enough for a tiny woman to live inside and still manage to keep things kept. Especially a woman of age who had recently fell and had hip surgery. If one looked closely you could see the wrapped up figure of Sara Calaway’s mother on her bed, resting in the bedroom. In one room the atmosphere is calm, placid, enjoyable, almost at peace with the world, but if one walked just a few paces down the hallway into the living room, there sat Sara Calaway her husband sat with her, listening to her rant and rave and rightfully so.
Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: WHAT IS IT MARK? HOW CAN SHE just WALTZ right into the hospital and come abuse my mother? What kind of security practices do they have there? GOD MARK, if she really wanted to, she could have done a lot worse! The Undertaker\\This Is HIS Yard//: Sara, she didn’t…you have to be grateful for it… Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Grateful that she could have put my mother in a LOT more pain that she needs to be? Lana doesn’t even deserve to be breathing right now! The Undertaker\\This Is HIS Yard//: Well you could have easily let that happen, Sara what would have happened if you would have lost control of that car? That was one of the most stupid things you’ve done…
Sara paused for a moment, her arms coming together crossed over her chest.
Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Well you know what it made ME feel a whole hell of a lot better, god that terror in her eyes when she saw that car coming…it was so worth all the pain she’s put me through… The Undertaker\\This Is HIS Yard//: So far… Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: So far?
He nodded before continuing.
The Undertaker\\This Is HIS Yard//: Lana’s going to make the next move now…she’s gonna want to do something even more dangerous…something even more painful for you… Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Not if I do it first…I won’t let her do this to me Mark, I did NOTHING to the woman…and she comes in and ruins everything, and attacks my family? No…oh hell no, I’m not going to sit by and let that happen.
She shakes her head and sighs heavily, letting her head fall to the back of the couch, still shaking her head from left to right.
The Undertaker\\This Is HIS Yard//: Sara you can’t lose your head! I know what Lana did was wrong and I’m pissed myself, but you can’t go and almost kill the woman!
Sara appeared to be only half listening as she stared off into space.
The Undertaker\\This Is HIS Yard//: You’re lucky she jumped…
Sara rolled her eyes and finally nodded.
Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: You’re right, but I can’t let her get to me…and I’m sure after I get my hands on her next Fusion…she’ll realize that I’m my own person and that I can easily take her out…
Her husband nodded and Sara got to her feet, to stroll down the hall to her mother’s bedroom. She turned the corner to see her mother still asleep, but seemingly just arousing from her slumber. Sara walked forward and placed a soft hand on her mother’s head, only for her eyes to open and her body to shudder with sudden freight.
Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Mom it’s just me… Mom\\Responsible for The Creation//: Sara…oh…god….Sara you scared me…
Sara looked on worried as her mother had reacted in such a way.
Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Did she scare you that much? Mom\\Responsible for The Creation//: Of course not Sara….that nobody? She’s no one to me…it was just that I couldn’t defend myself….that…that scared me, I hate being helpless.
Sara nodded, knowing she could do nothing about such a fact of her mother’s feelings and the facts, she was on therapy and was going to have a difficult time as it was. It was a good thing she was a healthy person altogether or all of this would have been extra difficult.
Mom\\Responsible for The Creation//: Sara, I still can’t believe you did what you did on Fusion…going after her with a car for crying out loud…
Sara didn’t know what to say at first until she continued…
Mom\\Responsible for The Creation//: It would have been something I would have done when younger…in a heartbeat. But just please…watch yourself. She has power Sara, she’s married to that Shame guy… Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Shane mom… Mom\\Responsible for The Creation//: Either way, this guy, is big business and I think he’ll help his wife with whatever she wants no matter what it is. Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Shane can’t lose a top diva like me mom, I’m a former Woman’s Champion…and it would be current Woman’s Champion if Lana hadn’t stormed in. She went over the line with talking to you mom and she wrote her death sentence when she touched you. Trust me, she’s going to feel the fear she gave you, and the pain….I’m going to get my hands on her and they’re going to have to pull me off. Mom\\Responsible for The Creation//: You’re facing her? Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Yea but with another diva…the one who won the title…who I got a win over last week. Mom\\Responsible for The Creation//: Rap? Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: No Jazz… Mom\\Responsible for The Creation//: Oh…I knew it was some music…
Sara laughs slightly and nods and rolls her shoulders slightly, looking out the window to the back yard which had been kept very well by the neighborhood kids who considered Sara’s mother to be their own. Sara exhaled slightly.
Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Yea…Jazz is good, hey she managed to get my title, but you know…even if we have had a rocky start, I think we can manage at least for one night, one match at least…I think we’d both like to get our hands on our opponents… Mom\\Responsible for The Creation//: She doesn’t like Lana either? Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Well when you’re champ mom, you don’t like anyone. But Jazz…really wants to get her hands on a woman named Ariel…who’s giving her trouble and is Lana’s team-mate. Mom\\Responsible for The Creation//: I don’t know how you handle all that stuff. Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Kinda get used to it after awhile, all the chaos.
Her mother smiled up at her and dapped a kiss on her cheek.
Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Yea I gotta go, but be expecting phone calls. Mrs. Stanford is coming by soon right?
Mrs. Stanford, everything a neighbor should be and more was a kind woman and good family friend who helped out Sara’s mother even now with her surgery come and gone.
Mom\\Responsible for The Creation//: Yup…a good ten minutes or so actually.
Sara nodded and walked towards the hallway, waving slightly to her mother who waved back with her energy she had gathered from her nap, leaning over to pick up her book to do some reading. The scene slowly fades away with the view of Sara Calaway and her husband heading out of the household and moving to the car in the drive way.
S C E N E T W O- D I d I I n t e r r u p t?
The scene slowly opens to the view of Tracy, Sara Calaway’s student in wrestling, good friend and fan walking down the hallway of a hotel. Her head is held high and she’s carrying a laptop in a carrying case. Dressed in casual clothing she comes to a stop in front of the door that she knew Sara was staying in and drummed a few times, even if they did have a DO NOT DISTURB sign hanging from the knob.
Tracy\\A Promising Future//: Sara…come on now…answer the door.
The rummaging around that Tracy had heard in the room a few minutes before ceased, following by two groans before the door slowly slid open, Sara’s head peeping out. Tracy gave a confused look and tried to push herself in only to have Sara stand strong and refuse to let her in.
Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Tracy, you’re going to have to come back a bit later… Tracy\\A Promising Future//: Huh? What are you talking about? Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Tracy trust me…me and Mark are…are…celebrating?… Tracy\\A Promising Future//: Celebrating? What the hell for? Come on Sara this is no time for celebrating….we have to get you pumped up for Lana…
Sara gave Tracy a look of pure irritation and spoke up again.
Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Trust me…I’m getting pumped…come back in like….a good hour…or two…no give it three. Tracy\\A Promising Future//: NO! SARA! Look, I’ve got Jazz in the lobby, and I’m doing a live webcast interview thing through the website! It’s going to be really big with you two! Come on now, we’ve got forty five minutes to get things set up and all what to say and stuff…come on…I had to really convince Jazz! Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Go on without me… Tracy\\A Promising Future//: Sara what could be so….
Tracy paused slightly and closed her eyes, hitting her head slightly and looking down at her laptop, before looking back up at Sara with an evil grin on her face.
Tracy\\A Promising Future//: You know what, you made me go play mini golf when I was on the lap of that gorgeous guy that helped me when you kicked me! Now I’m making you come downstairs so you can’t get some… Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Tracy….it’s not just depriving me…it’s depriving….. The Undertaker\\This is HIS Yard//: Sara, who the hell is at the door…
Tracy bit her lip slightly and looked down the hall…
Tracy\\A Promising Future//: I’ll give you ten minutes….be downstairs in fifteen! I’m too nice to you.
Sara smiled, nodded and shut the door as Tracy returned back to the lobby to see Jazz and none other than Rodney Mack with her, sitting admiring the gold that was on her shoulder that Tracy knew very well belonged to Sara. Tracy approached the two of them and set her laptop on the table she was sitting next to.
Tracy\\A Promising Future//: Jazz, I really appreciate you doing this; it is really going to help with my website… Jazz\\Current Woman’s Champion//: So you said you’re running a Jazz website? Tracy\\A Promising Future//: Umm…not exactly, but all of the fans who visit regularly are also big wrestling and diva fans in general so…
Rodney Mack gave Tracy a disgusted look but turned his gaze back to Jazz, rubbing her forearm slightly.
Jazz\\Current Woman’s Champion//: Right…so how we doin’ this? Tracy\\A Promising Future//: Once Sara gets down…we’re going to do a quick interview…take some questions from the audience and what not…it’s a live stream from this camera out to the internet…I got it all hooked up.
Tracy continued to work busily starting up her computer and getting the basics down first as Jazz looked on with little interest in her eyes. But Tracy ignored it and hurried anyway. After a good ten minutes Jazz was starting to grow impatient.
Jazz\\Current Woman’s Champion//: All right, girl, where is Sara?
Tracy smirked slightly at the question and looked to the elevators to see no sight of Sara.
Tracy\\A Promising Future//: She said she’d be down as soon as possible…. Jazz\\Current Woman’s Champion//: Well who knows when that could be? That’s it, I don’t need this, it’s wasting my time…
With that Jazz stands up only to feel breathing on her neck.
Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Don’t worry Jazz…I’m here…sit your little self down and we can get started so you can go do Woman’s Champion things…
Jazz gave Sara an irritated look…
Jazz\\Current Woman’s Champion//: I don’t have to deal with this, girl…Tessy. Tracy\\A Promising Future//: It’s Tracy…and Sara…cool it…
Sara smirked, you could see she had gotten dressed in a hurried fashion, her hair was a bit messy too but it didn’t matter; she ran a hand through her hair as Tracy positioned the camera just right to get Jazz and Sara in the picture.
Tracy\\A Promising Future//: Okay guys, going in at three….two…one…
Sara and Jazz both stared at the camera with slight smirks on their faces as Tracy introduced them.
Tracy\\A Promising Future//: Ladies and gentleman….live…from some hotel god knows where….I Tracy…FUTURE WIW DIVA mind you…welcome….Sara Calaway and The Woman’s Champion Jazz, BOTH top competitors in the WIW as we all know it. Now ladies….you will be working together at the next Fusion and I’m sure you’re going to be asked this a lot…but how are you two going to manage after just going at each other’s throats on our last aired broadcast?
Jazz opened her mouth to speak but Sara cut her off.
Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Well you really just have to adapt to whatever’s given to you and the challenges of it…I mean last week our challenge was to defeat each other…which I happened to be successful in… Jazz\\Current Woman’s Champion//: Only because of Ariel….and I DID overcome my PERSONAL challenge at World War when I took your title! Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Oh yea but only because of Lana Starr Mcmahon…either way…times change, last week we were focused…me more than her…and then this week we have another focus and that’s getting into the ring with two women that we have issues with, and we just happen to be tag partners. You never know next week we might have to face each other in a cell match, but we’ll do it. Jazz\\Current Woman’s Champion//: What she said… Tracy\\A Promising Future//: Okay now how does it feel to be able to get your hands on the people that you hate the most right now? Jazz\\Current Woman’s Champion//: Ariel cost me my first loss in this business, my first loss was because of her, and I would have won too if she hadn’t done what she did. She disrespected me and I’ll take her out…she won’t be a problem after Fusion. Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Same with Lana…except Lana did more to me than cost me a match, even if she did that too…but she went into my personal life, beyond the line and put my mother in harm’s way…real class act Lana. Tracy\\A Promising Future//: Now how are you planning on negotiating this? Will Sara fight Ariel if she’s in the ring at the time, Jazz? Jazz\\Current Woman’s Champion//: Sara will do what I say…
Sara cocked an eyebrow at the expression and put her hand up to signal everything to slow down a notch.
Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Uh, hun, I really don’t see how you can…really control me like that…I mean…who do you think you are? Jazz\\Current Woman’s Champion//: I’m Jazz…the Woman’s Champion…and who are you…the former woman’s champion?
Sara got up on her feet and as did Jazz, Tracy pulling out on the camera to get them both staring in each other’s faces. Rodney got up behind Jazz for support, glaring at Sara who had her eyes glued to Jazz’s. Sara put a hand up as if she were thinking about hitting Jazz and Rodney stepped forward, grunting slightly and grabbing’s Sara arm to her discomfort.
???\\???//: Off of her…
Everyone looked up in shock to see The Undertaker standing behind Sara, dominating in height eyeing Rodney considerably, except for Sara who knew very well who was behind her. Sara continued on the conversation without throwing a fist, thankful she had her husband supporting her at that time.
Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: You STILL have never beat me, you’re not any better. Jazz\\Current Woman’s Champion//: Well face it Sara, you know, you haven’t REALLY beat me either! Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: I got the win on Fusion…. Jazz\\Current Woman’s Champion//: Yea and I got mine at World War…
They both growled underneath of their breath and everyone in the lobby watched in awe as the two women, top competitors glared at each other.
Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: The Champion and the Former Champ together as a team Jazz…we can’t change it…. Jazz\\Current Woman’s Champion//: I’m aware of that… Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: Well, we might as well kick ass while we’re a team…I’ll give you Ariel…if you give me Lana…so we can BOTH get the win and are satisfied…until we can get singles matches with them. We just gotta make it through the match and then we can be at each other’s throats…deal?
Jazz nodded and shook Sara’s hand, Tracy slowly fading out of the webcam causing Jazz and Rodney to leave the area…Rodney’s eyes never leaving Taker’s until they made it inside the elevators. Sara turned around and smirked up at him, in her own way thanking him for coming down at such an opportune moment.
The Undertaker\\This is HIS Yard//: I guess my size came into play twice today…all in less than a half hour…
After a few moments delay Tracy burst out laughing, nearly falling on the floor as she completely cut off the air. Both Sara and Taker looked down at her in confusion.
The Undertaker\\This is HIS Yard//: You know Tracy, I don’t find this funny, you took Sara away from me only for her to almost get attacked by that guy…
Tracy shook her head as if saying no, laughing harder now at that point and clutching onto her stomach.
Tracy\\A Promising Future//: No…no….the audio….was still on when you said that Mark….
He moved forward to the computer, listening to his voice play over and over again as Tracy replayed the ending.
The Undertaker\\This is HIS Yard//: Tracy! TAKE IT OFF! COME ON! Tracy\\A Promising Future//: Thousands of people heard you say that…the damage is done…
The scene slowly zooms out and fades as Sara and Tracy laugh hysterically at Taker’s expense shaking his head and even smiling to himself.
Our scene slowly opens to the time of night, however lights beam down upon the edges of the place in which we see. A junkyard of a good size where beaten old cars and trash linger is where we find ourselves and before long we find Sara Calaway, looking out over the piles of rubbish and car parts stranded at such a location. Golden work boots tighten around her feet as she walks, finally taking notice of the camera her eyes meet its gaze and she smirks.
Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: This week, I’m finally able, to get my hands on Lana Starr Mcmahon…this week, I’m FINALLY able to get into the ring and show her what I’m made of…this week I’m FINALLY able to show Lana, that she didn’t recreate any bit of me, and only helped me get noticed…
Slowly she walks down the small incline, hands in her pockets and approaching the camera, her eyes never moving from their hold on the camera pointing at her.
Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: For those of you who don’t know…Lana Starr Mcmahon did more than make me lose my title, but she came into my personal life…my mother, weak after surgery was defenseless when Lana came into the hospital and abused her, verbally. Not only that…but the bitch put her hands on my mother, Lana didn’t even have the right to be near that hospital, let along doing ANYTHING to my mother. Lana you crossed the line…and I’m ready to do the same next week when me and Jazz take you and Ariel on…
Sara rolls her head on her shoulders and cracks her knuckles and ultimately rolling her shoulders.
Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: You see Lana; people have been asking me about last week. How what would have happened if I had run you over with that car? But really, I never had the intentions of killing you Lana…I just enjoyed seeing that look on your face, the look where you weren’t in control, where anything could have happened, even if YOU didn’t want it to. Even if your name was Lana Starr Mcmahon, that car could have easily run you over.
Sara approaches a beat down car, the windows dirty and mucky. She places a hand on the window and gives a threatening, piercing glare through the camera.
Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: At that moment you knew what my mother felt like when you did what you did, and you saw your future Lana, when I unleash my anger on you…when I unleash all of the emotions that you have put on me, you won’t be able to do anything other than take everything!
As she speaks a series of dog barks can be heard from the distance as if her anger was being professed through them. Slowly Sara raised her fists and slammed them into the glass of the car, the glass shattering instantly and leaving a bloody knuckle. She raises her hand to her face and smirks at the blood.
Sara\\The Center of Every Story//: I don’t know how I can make you realize just how screwed you are Lana…because the fact is, even if Jazz took my title, you are the one to blame for my loss and no one else. I may not get along with Jazz all that well, I might not be able to say that we’re buddy buddies or best friends but the fact is we both agreed that we want the win, especially on Fusion this week, especially when we go toe to toe with you and Ariel. This is one of the matches in my career that I’m looking forward to the most….get ready Lana and good luck because I for one know…you’re going to need it.
The scene slowly fades as Sara turns her attention toward the car and continues to beat on it, cracking and then shattering the windshield all the time smiling as she did it, only one person in mind….Lana Starr Mcmahon….
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