The scene opens at Reloaded. The show has been off the air for awhile. We see Sean Starr with his family waiting outside the Women's Locker Room. They're waiting for Sean's partner, Sara to come out. Meanwhile, inside the locker room, Sara is sitting on one of the benches, holding her head up with her hands. Her cousin, Kotomi is there too, looking at her.

"Sara, Sean and his family are waiting for you outside." Kotomi tells her.

"I know." Sara says, "I don't really want to face them right now. I lost the match. It's my fault we're not going to Crushed Dreams to fight for the United Titles. And frankly, Sean has been..."

"I've been what?" Starr says, poking his head into the room. "Sorry, I just wanted to make sure you're ok." He tells them.

"Sean please, I just, need a minute, o.k.?" Sara tells him.

"Sara, if it's because of the match, it's o.k." Starr begins, stepping into the locker room. "We'll have more shots at the United Titles, this isn't the end of Supernova. So we lost tonight, thats no big deal, what matters is that we bounce back from it."

Sara doesn't look at Starr, continuing to hang her head in disappointment. Sean looks over at Kotomi, who just shrugs her shoulders. Sean walks over to Sara and puts her hand on her shoulder, but Sara immediately pushes him away to his surprise.

"Sean, please, can I just have a moment?" Sara tells him, "I just need to collect my thoughts."

"Sara, I just want too help. I....I...." Starr starts to say something, but he just stops. "If thats what you want, I understand, I'll be waiting outside when you're ready."

"Why don't you just go on with your family?" Sara tells him, "I'm sorry Sean, I just, need to deal with all these things by myself right now, and I have to do it alone."

Sean has a look of pure disappointment on his face, but he nods anyway. He doesn't say anything as he leaves the room. Kotomi looks at her cousin, who motions for her to leave her alone as well. At first Kotomi wants to protest. but after looking into Sara's face, she stops herself, bowing, and backing herself out of the room without saying a thing. Outside Sean is waiting, and walks over to talk to Kotomi.

"What's going on?" Sean asks Kotomi, who just shrugs.

Meanwhile, in the locker room, Sara just continues to sit in silence. She looks across the room, at a full length mirror hanging on the wall. Her reflection stares back at her, and immediately she feels the burning of her own stare all over herself. She wants to look away, wanting it to stop. But she can't. It's as if her mother was the one glaring on her, giving her a look of disappointment and disgust. But this disgust, has nothing to do with the match. It has to do with the piece of paper Sara found taped to her locker after she got back from the match.

"How's my girl?" ...is all that was written on it.

It seems like anymore, everyone just wants a piece of me. Everyone either wants to be my friend, or my enemy. Every day I feel like I'm being approached by someone with RWA's writing staff, with some other story to put me in. When I ask them why, they tell me it's because someone wants to work with me. Why me? Why does everyone care so much about me? What could I possibly have to offer these people in terms of value? It has to be the name. If it was anything else, no one would give a shit about me, or what happens to me.

I have too many real life things going on to care about the ones that keep getting pitched to me, day in, and day out. Nirvana wants me to be upset with him, because he stole my mother's heart. Will Schorg has done everything he could since I started to ruin my world, and now someone else it seems is coming back to mess with me.

On Sunday, July 1st, I'm getting my first chance to do something of meaning in my career. Dameon is right, I barely remember the last time I held a title. You see, the last time I held a title belt, I was 5, and it was my mom's SFT T.V. Title. So no Dameon, I haven't done anything worth talking about yet. And no, you don't have any reason to fear me. But at the same time, I have to ask, what have YOU done thats worth anything? Last I heard, you're just Rayn's little bitch boy, following him around like maybe by doing so you'd maybe look worth a damn.

The scene comes back to the locker room, Sara is standing in front of her reflection in the mirror. She reaches forward, and touches the mirror, and closes her eyes. She takes a deep breath as a surge of emotion hits her.

"Is he really going to do this too me now?" She whispers to herself, "My whole life, he had nothing to do with me, now he wants to come back. Mom, why can't you be here to chase him away?"

The Pettis name is a curse. But everyone thinks of it as a blessing. Being the daughter and niece of RWA's founders has done nothing but make expectations that I feel like are always out of my reach. Everyone is expecting such great things from me so soon, I feel like it's all pressing down on me, and I'm going to collapse under it's pressure. Everyone expected me to be in the United Titles match this week. I fully expected to be in the United Title match at Crushed Dreams, and it's my fault we aren't. So instead of standing in the same corner as Sean, I'm staring across the ring at him, as my opponent. Sean has been my only true friend in this organization, even though sometimes I can't help but feel like he might have some hidden motives. I do think that he sincerely cares about me. More so then anyone else. This is going to be hard, I'm not going to lie about that. I've never had to go up against someone I actually cared about in a match yet. I'm not used to it. I guess it's something I need to learn to do though. Sometimes it looks like the more you care about someone, the more eager they are to put you in a match with that person.

As she lifts her hand away from its reflective counterpart in the mirror she whispers to herself...

"I really do look like a Pettis."

She backs away from the mirror, and picks up her bags. As she starts to walk out of the locker room, she looks over her shoulder at the mirror again, almost looking through it, pass the reflection to something else.

Zone Capone, IceZ, and Adriana, these are the last three names in this match that I've yet to mention. Zone is without a doubt one of the most entertaining people in this business. I have to see everything he does, and anticipate the heckling he's sure to send my way. IceZ and Adriana on the other hand, neither of them seem to be people who should have any right at this title shot, at least not that I can tell. Sean, Zone, Dameon, and I have at least been putting the effort forth lately, and these two I have yet to even hear anything from, not even once. Why are they in this thing, to be card fillers? This could be a four corner match, but then again, I guess it does make sense to have six, since we do have a six sided ring.

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