The scene opens inside the CCWA&ICE. We see many rookie wrestlers, a lot still in high school and college, working out on the machines, and sparing in the numerous rings, and on the grappling mats. We see Nathan Gust standing in the center of the room, looking at all of his pupils. He's keeping track of their progress on a clip board in his hand. The front door opens, taking Nathan's attention away from all of his pupils. It's his niece Sara, who he just fought with the night before on Reloaded.
"Ah, welcome Sara. I was just telling everybody about our match the other day and how impressed I was with your performance."
"Thanks Nate, but can we talk?" Sara says to him, "Something has been bothering me."
"Sure, whats up?" Nathan tells his niece.
"Can we go somewhere private?" Sara asks.
"Yea, we can go into my office." Nathan tells her. Nathan leads Sara to his office. Nathan opens the door for Sara. She walks in, and Gust closes the door behind him. "So whats up?"
"Nate, you know I respect you more then anyone else in the business right now, right?" Sara says.
"I sure hope so. This sounds serious..." Nathan says a little concerned.
"I just want to know, why did you let me win last night?" Sara asks.
"Let you win? You're out of your mind." Nathan says chuckling.
"My OPL I did wasn't enough to make you tap. I know it, you know it." Sara says matter of fact.
"Okay, fine. Your OPL was a little weak." Nathan says admittingly.
"So you just let me win. How could you?" Sara says disappointed.
"I said it was weak. I never said I let you win. Do you remember two weeks ago when Joey, Jack, and I were working out in the ring... when they were working on double team maneuvers?"
"Yeah..."
"Well... they managed to do a great spanish fly. On the way down, Jack came down pretty hard on my left knee."
"And you said it was fine."
"Of course I did. I wasn't going to admit that he blew my knee out. That would make me vulnerable."
"I don't know, for some reason, I can't help but feel like thats not the whole truth."
"Come on kid, you know I wouldn't let you win. I'm not going to do anything that could diminish your career, or title reign."
"I know you wouldn't Nate. But I still can't shake this feeling."
"Well shake it... like a salt shaker if necessary. Whatever it takes. You beat me. Fair and square. You are still Television Champion and you deserve it. Just leave it alone..." Nate says trying to drop the subject.
"Ok, fine. Nate, I still love you. And respect you, but please, PLEASE don't ever treat me different from anyone else. All anyone ever says is that I'm getting special treatment because of my family. I just want to prove that wrong. And I can't do that if people are letting me win."
"If it helps, we can have a rematch and I can do what Will wants." Nate tells Sara.
"Sorry, I should've never brought it up," Sara says, "Maybe I just haven't gotten my confidence back from my match with TYO."
"And you're going to get that a lot. You just have to remember that no matter how hard you try, you will never be perfect. No matter what those goons in the Superioty Complex say... perfection is not possible. You're going to lose... several times, probably. Each time, you're going to have to lift your head up and move forward. That's the only way to go."
"I guess I just need to focus on this week, and stop thinking about losing to TYO." Sara says, "I've got a lot on my plate in for the next seven days. And I have another meeting in L.A. about the movie. I guess thats all I wanted to talk about."
"Alright. I'm glad you stopped by. I'll see you in a few days. If you need me, I'll be here. I don't seem to go anywhere else anymore. I practically live here..."
Sara and Nate hug each other.
"Don't work yourself too hard. I want you too be a hundred percent when we meet in the Battle Royal."
"Oh, I will be. One by one, I will eliminate every single one of them until it's just the two of us."
With that, Sara leaves Gust's office, and passes Rico Smith who's look for him.
"Oh hey Sara, have you seen Nate?" Rico asks.
"Yea, I just got done talking to him, he's in his office." Sara tells him, "Hey, why didn't you tell me about his knee last week?"
"His knee? Whats wrong with his knee?" Rico asks.
"He told me he blew it out last week training Jack and Joey."
"He never said anything to me, but you know how he is. He never tells anyone when he's hurt. He's like Will that way." Rico tells her.
"I guess that makes sense. Well I have to go, I'll see you around Rico."
Sara says to him as she leaves the Academy.
I have a lot on my plate, but I know I can handle it. This Sunday I have the Lethal Lottery. Johnny Legend and Felix Bayermann. It seems like Felix is only conserned with Havoc, and as far as he's concerned, Johnny Legend and myself are just spectators with ring side seats. I can understand why he doesn't want too take me seriously when compaired to Havoc. But who knows, he might just be in for a surprise. Because even though this is my first match in SFT, this is my first step towards something my mother, and biological father never did. I want too make a name for myself. I want people to stop treating me as Ice and Amp's daughter. And I'm not going to stop until I achieve that. And doing greater things then they did is the best way of doing it. Holding the SFT Title is one of those things. And the Lethal Lottery is the quickest and easiest way to do so. People think I'm nuts for deciding to go this route, while I'm in the middle of meteoric rise through RWA. But the fact is, now might be the best time to get it done. Doing it now while I'm young, and fresh, and my body is still 100% is the smartest thing to do. Where as if I wait a few years, when I'm battered, torn, and wore down, I might not be able to do the things I'm doing now.
But then again, maybe I'm just young and stupid. But then I guess I'm too stupid to realize that I've just been staking the deck against myself. I could easily just focus on one organization, and go for that organization's title. But wheres the fun in that. You know what it would mean to win the Lethal Lottery, and Devil's Dance at the same time, while defending the RWA T.V. Title every Tuesday? I know, it's a crazy thought, and the odds against me are tremendous. If I was a gambler, I wouldn't even bet on myself. But what do I have to lose to try it? Nothing. Right now my only legacy is being part of my parent's legacy. If I can pull this off, my legacy will be amongst not the greats, like my parents, but on a higher pedistal, with the immortals that have dominated this business. Even if I don't win it all in both situations, just to come close will make it so that people will stop treating me like Becky and Amp's kid. This is my chance to break the curse of my genetics. Yes, I admit it. My name, my genetics, they've been both my blessing, and my curse. It's how it is for every second generation superstar. It's what gets you in the door, but it's also something you can't shake once you get in there. Do you think that Randy Orton would've gotten the shots he got to get into the WWE if he had a different last name? Or how about Dwayne Johnson? Yes, they were great athletes, as I like to think of myself as being. But they had the connections. Just like me. It was my connection to Nathan Gust that got me into the business, and into an organization like RWA. It's my connections in SFT that have gotten me into the Lethal Lottery, and a possible chance to get the SFT World Title.
But the Devil's Dance. Thats another story. People are going to say that the only reason I have a shot at getting into that match this week, while defending the RWA T.V. Title is because of the fact that I'm a Pettis. But I've worked for this. I've worked my ass off for RWA, week in, and week out since I showed up on the second Reloaded. Have I had a bad match yet? Sure, I've lost a few, but have I had a match where anyone wasn't anxious to see what was going to happen? Thats why I'm in the Devil's Dance. And thats why I'm going up against Lucretia. The fact of the matter is, Lucretia's excitement about this company, and whats going on in it has been marginal at best lately. She didn't seem motivated at all until just recently. I, on the other hand, have been pushing myself more and more, week in and week out. I have everything to prove to these people. As far as my career is concerned, I have everything to gain with getting into the Devil's Dance. This match is winner takes all. Because just as important to me that I make the Devil's Dance, is my T.V. Title. Ever since I won it at Crushed Dreams, I've only wanted to hold onto this belt. And while I only got to keep it because TYO thought it was below him, it's everything too me. No one else cares about it, but its the one thing that my mother and I hold in common, besides genetics. Holding onto this title is enough motivation for me too step up my game, and while I slipped a little against TYO, I got back into form against my best friend, Nathan Gust. And I'm going to stay in top form against you Lucretia. And even though you are the last in line in what will probably be the most hectic 96 hours of my life, I will still be on the top of my game, even if I have to get through our match on Adrenaline alone.
Let me just give everyone some persepective into what I'm talking about. One Sunday, July 29th, I get to start my day in Hornytown (yes it is real, but the spelling is actually HornEytown), North Carolina, where I'm fighting my former Supernova team mate Sean Starr. As soon as that match is over, I get to rush to Winston-Salem, North Carolina, and rush onto a plane, to make it too Atlantic City, New Jersey, for the Lethal Lottery. If everything goes smoothly, I should arrive in the arena just before the show starts, so I'm probably going to be traveling wearing my gear from that morning. After the show, I get to make arrangements to go too where ever Reloaded is being held. And once I get to Reloaded, I get too open the show with the battle royal.
Yea, I'm in that battle royal too. Another match I don't need to be in. But I couldn't pass it up. When Nate asked me to join, I realized that this is another chance for the RWA United Titles, and I couldn't let that go. Imagine if me and Nate win that thing? And then, less then two hours later, the main event, the first in my career against Ms. Black.
Why would I put this kind of load on myself. Because I can, and thats it. I'm going to do it now while I can, and I'm going to enjoy it. Because really thats what this is all about. Entertainment, and having fun. Essentially thats why I'm doing this. Even if I end up losing all four matches because of it. It might take some time to get over it, but eventually I will, and I'll pick up where I left off.
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