2014.06.18: PWN - LEGACY - Nowhere to Hide
A new beginning. A new chapter. A new home. Legacy Wrestling. After only being in the wrestling industry for a successful six months, the French-Canadian Beauty known as Ruby Red, was now looking to expand her résumé. Under a now lenient contract with Xtreme Hardcore Wrestling, Ruby had spent a majority of her time parading its hallways as their XHW Undisputed Women's Champion for three whole months, adorned a crown after being named Ms. XHW 2014, earned by beating out all the other contracted women in a competitive tournament, and in addition, was named the XHW Woman of the Year for 2014. All of these accomplishments were prestigious, they were something to be insanely proud of. Immersing herself in a world of which she hadn't been originally accustomed to and snatching up every accolade possible was no easy feat. However, Ruby Red wasn't an ordinary woman .. she was extraordinary in every way imaginable; she was a goddess.
Her last words dripped from her mouth like venom, a threat posed to the newcomer she was scheduled to face at the first event. Ruby Red wasn't going to have any sympathy when it came to locking up with Zoe Matthews in the center of the ring. No way, no how. Red had never received a friendly welcome or a helping hand .. so, in her mind, why should she do the same for another beginner starting their journey? If Zoe wanted to prove she was worth her salt, she was going to have to do it all on her own. Glancing towards her reflection in the mirror, the French-Canadian Beauty pursed her lips as the effeminate men standing around her brushed her cheekbones with a blush brush and fluffed her trademark crimson locks. This is how a star was treated, and Ruby Red would prove on Friday the 20th why she deserved such treatment. A satisfied expression crossed the seductive woman's face, a look of confidence in her eyes, just before the scene faded to complete darkness.
There's only so much that one can do after they reach the top, and Ruby Red had managed to get there in such a short amount of time. It was time for another challenge, a new challenge. The Malicious Minx wanted to get her feet wet in another pool of talent, hopefully one that would prove to be more competitive than those in her former. Cue the new promotion, one headed by the ever-familiar and influential King Treborn and his partner, Talen Decaine, Sr. It was bound to be a venture filled with success. Talent from all over had flocked to join it's ranks, wanting to showcase their talent and ability within the squared circle. Joining a new establishment was a risky endeavor, but with the amount of promise that Legacy Wrestling exuded on a daily basis, it seemed well worth the reward. The numbers continued to grow as more individuals signed the dotted line, and soon after Ruby Red herself had inked her contract, she was given notice of her first contest, where she'd debut against one Zoe Matthews on the anticipated, Friday the 20th.
The scene faded up into what appeared to be a promotional gathering. Photographers and videographers were positioned around the room, all getting close up and personal with the woman of the hour. Who was this woman? Well, Ruby Red of 'course. Standing front and center, ahead of an expensive white screen, was the flame-haired vixen everyone had been talking about. A talent born out of nowhere, praised for her efforts and accomplishments. But who could forget the banging body she was putting on display? Bending over, Red placed her hands on her ankle, sliding her freshly manicured fingertips up her silk-covered calf, over her knee, her thigh. Then, deliberately, pushed down her thigh-high stocking. The flash of the cameras illuminated the room, as Ruby took it all in, allowing them to devour her whole. She bent over once more, repeating the performance with the other. Biting her lower lip seductively, she tossed the remaining stocking across the room, strutting a few poses for the men behind the devices. After a few shots, Red spoke aloud toward one of the gentlemen, who had a video camera strapped to his steady hand.
"Eh bien, je suis là. I have arrived. Just look at the amount of flashes .. eager for more of me, wanting to consume my body .. they want me, all of me. I can't blame them. Just look at me, look at me compared to the rest of the sad women this company has managed to acquire. I'm the crown jewel, the one that all the men have come to see and all the women wish they could be. I'm inspirational. So many individuals have said that no woman can look this good and do what I do, but I prove them wrong each and every day. On Friday the 20th, it will be no different. I step into the ring with a girl who is just learning the ways of this business, someone who is where I was a half a year ago. Zoe Matthews, is it? Vous êtes dans le combat de votre vie. You are in for the fight of your life. I've heard that you may have what it takes to stand your ground in the ring, but I'm here to prove that you don't, however, have what it takes to get the one up over someone like me. What have I accomplished in my short career speaks for itself, ma chérie. What have you done? More so, what have you done in your life? 18 years old? That's still so very green. But it's no matter, Zoe, because come the 20th, you'll get your first dose of life experience—a loss to suffer at the hands of moi."
A smirk crept along the luscious lips of the flame-haired femme, as she listened closely to her own words. Everything that was uttered from her was a sincere promise. Ruby was going to make it a goal to give her opponent the fight of her life, and not just Zoe Matthews, but every opposition that she should have to face during her tenure with Legacy Wrestling. Now removing herself from the photoshoot, Red took hold of a long robe and slipped it upon her slender frame, tying it loosely around her buxom bodice. Her breasts extended outwards from either side of her ribcage, the crimson robe hugging her generous curves like a long lost friend. Adjusting her scarlet mane over her right shoulder, Ruby sat herself in front of a vanity as her glam squad surrounded her, preparing her for a touch up.
"I haven't heard a peep from her either, did you all know that? Little Zoe hasn't had the courage to speak out against me as of yet. Pauvre petite, elle est peur? She's either a coward or extremely smart, and for some reason I'm feeling it's the former. From what I've seen, from what I've heard around backstage .. she doesn't really have what it takes. She's too new, she's too inexperienced. While her reason for not making her feelings known may be pure cowardice, it is in fact a smart play on her part—I can't deny that. Now, if she were to mouth off in a way I found extremely out of line, you know, with her lack of experience and everything, I'd personally go out of my way to ensure that instead of hitting the gym next day after our anticipated bout, she'd be lying on a hospital bed. Je doute que quiconque serait son rendre visite à l'hôpital. If it's one thing everyone needs to know about me .. it's that I keep my promises. I really don't believe Zoe understands just what she's getting herself into with me. I'm not a nice person by any means. I've always been perceived as a cold-hearted bitch. A heart made of ice. But do you think I care? I don't. I embrace it. I love being a bitch. It's a side hobby of mine. The hours are great and unlike my main profession, there's no heavy lifting. Speaking of heavy lifting, I don't think I'll be doing much of it on Friday, will I? She's what? 120 Pounds? I could probably decimate her with my bosoms alone."
"You know, management must really want to break this little girl in since they're pitting her against someone like myself. Poor, unfortunate soul. Elle va être dévastée. She must think that with a few gym hours and an ounce of perseverance, that her debut will be a successful one. But that's where she's wrong. Zoe, you have alot to prove and only have a short amount of time to prepare yourself. Stepping into the ring with me already puts you at a disadvantage, darling. You're bound to be overshadowed by my clear prowess within the squared circle and your lack of ability will shine through. It's obnoxious that I'm more than likely going to be carrying the entire bout on my back, so, Zoe, do your part and don't look like a complete mess. While this match is more or less a stepping stone for me, we need to look at the big picture, okay? Est-ce que tu m'écoutes? If you and I are able to put on a contest to be remembered, that will only give this division some much needed recognition, some positive publicity. Who better to walk away victorious then moi at the same time? Then again, it's not necessarily up for discussion. The second that bell tolls and I'm standing across from you, Zoe Matthews, it's only the beginning. The beginning of another rise to the top for moi and the start of a rough road ahead for you. You better bring everything you've got, little girl, because this Friday, there's nowhere to hide."
