REC:
“I don’t think I need to tell you how I feel right now. Since RTG XV, I have been in a flux, a holding pattern just swirling over and over looking for a place to land. The last person I thought would reach out to me was Mr. D, I mean, I get it, his daughter is out of control, she’s sided with three of the biggest pieces of shit in wrestling which show just how smart she is, blames it on women like Kennedy Street and Kelcey Wallace all due to Mr. D showing some compassion toward my cousins who have turned their shit around in recent years.
Cry me a river.
My dad beat my ass, yours didn’t, instead he coddles her like a little girl, wanting to be carried everywhere she goes, maybe even stick the bottle in her cocksucker and let her drink some formula? Awww… how sweet, little Katya is taken care of now, all is better. You know something, I actually wouldn’t hate you so much if your friends and alliances weren’t a bunch of fucktards that make SCW a shithole. Look, I know that I have been on the other side of the fence, now I just kicked it down and have none, I don’t even know where I land…..
So, I will stand on my own two feet.
For the last few years I’ve fought with Mr. D, from beating the piss out of him to piledriving his ass and taking the old man out of action, getting suspended which ultimately cost me the United States Championship. I RTG XV I went in there and beat possible one of the greatest wrestlers of all time in the SCW, in Selena Frost. I’m not bashing her tonight, there are far bigger turds to flush these days. Given the chance to finally have a shot at a title was nice to start off 2019, unfortunately Ravyn already had it planned out….
“Regan kicks my ass…
Regan will almost beat me for the belt….
Xander Valentine runs down and takes out the referee before he counts three….
Then he lays out Regan, my sorry ass is saved and can go on talking like Stephen Hawking shit me out.”
Yup, great plan!
It worked at least on that night, but you see, frost I must “Make Things Right”, genius marketing Katya, I mean really, by beating, destroying, humiliating, embarrassing and just kicking the ever living wilted and dead flowers out of her, Datura. Ravyn or Owen Cruze and NO, not some winner of this rinky dink battle royal, I’m first and I am coming for MY Adrenaline Championship.
Until then?
Regan Street is going to fight her battles. I will release some aggression, frustration, tension, fuck it I will just be me and nothing will stop this woman from accomplishing these goals. Ask me again if I give a damn about this Power Struggle? What happens if this person or that person takes over?
It doesn’t because no matter WHO is in charge?
Nobody controls this Hellcat, bitch.”
/REC
IN HELLCAT WE TRUST: CHAPTER ONE
PROLOGUE: NEW YEAR’S SURPRISE
With he New Year come and gone, Regan Street had to ponder about how it ended. She was not happy that she felt was basically ignored and pushed to the side for other talent after her huge win at RTG XV. If anything, all it did was anger Regan even more, the caged Hellcat was not going to be locked up forever or even be denied. As the New Year was starting to roll forward, Regan did see some key matches against Owen Cruze, Alexis Quinne and Konrad Raab, she still was thinking why was she in this position to begin with? She apologized to Mr. D, she went through motions thanks to his daughter Sasha and then when everyone though that things were going perfectly, Katya decided to join Dark Fantasy and side with them, helping Syren get a World Title Match against Regan’s best friend though their relationship is currently strained right now, Sienna Swann.
If anything, Regan was happy that she was able to help Sienna get to the World Championship through all their years as friends but lately, it was different, when Past. Present. Future., imploded thanks to Josh Hudson’s cashing in his Trios Contract on Sienna’s World Title which he indeed lost and now he is gone. Regan wasn’t going to worry herself about that, she had Datura in the horizon, playing her little mind games where all it did was feed into Regan’s anger and rage. Many people always thought it could become a detriment, for Regan it hs transformed into a weapon. After surprising everyone with a letter by Mr. D in one of the last Breakdowns of the Year where she stated to have an Adrenaline Championship match with Ravyn Taylor, that changed everything and suddenly she found herself being attacked by The Network which strained the relationship with her and Sienna due to her association with the Beauty Factory. Regan didn’t care who was behind it, later it came to find out that Katya hired them to attack Regan and take her out.
So, after the last Breakdown where Datura made her statement, Regan took a few weeks off over the holidays to spend time with her family. Of course, she was in Toronto for the End of the Year Special in case she had won an award and did so as Stable of the Year. After receiving the Award, Regan sat back and watched the rest of the matches, even Sienna winning against Marie Jones.
End of the Year Special
Toronto, Ontario
One Hour After
Afterwards, she waited in her hotel room. Wearing leggings, a black long sleeve blouse, her hair down and barefoot with her toe nails polished a matte navy blue, she stood by the table, leaning against it waiting for the door to open. She could hear the key and when it did, David Helms walked in with a smirk on his face…
Regan: “Kiken’na?”
David: “You have to let the “N” roll a little, babe.’
Regan: “Are you fucking serious, right now?”
David: “Oh come on babe….”
Regan: “I thought you were joking, I never took you serious. Where’s the mask?”
David: “I wasn’t joking, obviously, I had fun, fuck it.”
He threw the mask at me, I caught it and took a gander. I knew that he wanted to get in the ring one more time, giving him a hard time was always my thing. In reality I miss David in the ring, I wish that he would have wrestled a few more years, he still has it in him but hey, he’s at home now and I love being there when he’s off work….
Regan: “This is a cool mask babe BUT everybody knew it was you.”
David: “How?”
Regan: “The beer gut and all the move botching.”
That made him laugh, he just shook his head and walked up to me after dropping his bags on the ground and planting a big wet kiss on my lips….
David: “I’m just glad that neither you nor Jennifer hopped into the match.”
Regan: “Me? Nah, I don’t need that, not even for fun. Jenni though? She almost did, that would NOT have been good. I’m just happy you were able to go out there and have some fun, you were in the Final four, that’s a plus even though Owen Cruze….”
David: “He’s a tough kid, hits like his old man did.”
Regan: “Yeah, I know the kid is tougher than a two-dollar steak, that I can attest. He has my respect even if he talks shit.”
David: “What are you doing in the hotel room, just hanging out? It’s going to be midnight soon, figured you’d be out celebrating.”
Regan: “Why would I do that when Kiken’na was going to be here, live and in person and I get to see the man behind the mask, huh?”
David knew how to get to me, he grabbed me from the sides and started to tickle me, I tried to fight back but he overpowered me by the tickle and threw me on the bed. I laid there looking up at him when he kissed me. It had been a long time since I had this much fun at his expense and we were alone. I had been stressed out lately over so many issues going on, it was nice to spend a little quality and have some fun with my husband….
David: “Aren’t you just the smart ass, tonight. Seriously, why aren’t you out with the girls?”
Regan: “Girls? David, I have NO friends. I have pissed every single person off in the SCW, they all hate me, even my friends. Seriously, I just wanted to have a quiet evening with you. For once ring in the new year our way since it has ended fucked up for me. It started off promising but towards the end, I just fucking existed, that’s it. I have Datura coming up and…..”
I could see there was concern in his face, he wouldn’t outright come out and say it to me but if anyone knew Datura, it was David Helms. He was the last one to face her before she returned to the SCW and when she did, it was about threatening my family….
Regan: “Why do I get the feeling, you don’t think I can beat her?”
David: “No, no that’s not it, I know that you can beat her, Regan. I just don’t know if you will. I have known her a long time and for some reason this vendetta has stretched past me and on to the kids and you. There is a part of me that wants to just give her the match again….”
Regan: “No, this one is mine now David, you damn well know it. Datura is a cunt, she likes to play her silly games, she wants to throw her vile little threats around, she wants to act like she’s indestructible? David, you know me, I don’t play games, I don’t dwell in the bullshit. I go tot eh ring everyday to fight and lately, I don’t even know where I stand and who my allies are anymore. I couldn’t believe that Mr. D contacted me of all people, me and gave me the Adrenaline Title match. Sure. It was to get back at Ravyn and Dark Fantasy but still. David, this is a big deal for me. I just…..”
He sat behind me and started rubbing my shoulders. It felt so good, he could tell that I was really tense and needed the hand. Datura was on my every nerve, it wasn’t the little games she was playing, I could handle those, it was the constant threat to my family which wore thin on me. I am always ready to fight, this time I was ready to kill….
David: “What is it?”
Regan: “I’m tired babe, I’m tired of this all. You know the only reason I go int that ring and fight for is you and the kids. For years. It was all about me. I trusted people, I confided in them, look at Past. Present. Future., and what we did, it was amazing but every single time, shit never lasts. My friendship with Sienna is on the rocks too now and you know why.”
David: “Jennifer?”
Regan: “Yeah, Jennifer. I didn’t go tonight because I have no one to go out with and honestly, I rather spend my evening with you, if you’re not opposed to it.”
David: “Opposed? Babe I was joking with you, I didn’t think anything of it, I expected you to be here ready to razz me for wrestling under a mask. You are so passionate, I want you to focus not so much on the games Datura is playing but datura herself, she’s the one you’re wrestling not the games. Liz is very good at what she does, I have a respect for her….”
I didn’t get that when he said it. Respect? That bitch threatens this family every single day, more than once on the weekends. I don’t know how anyone could respect a woman like Datura….
Regan: “Respect? I think that would be the last word I’d use on Datura, babe. She has constantly threatened our family, wears my wedding dress to mock me, let’s not forget the “lessons that need to be taught”? Of all things I can’t think of anything that remotely screams respect here. I’m going to beat her ass, I will drop her harder than anyone has ever done just because of the shit she has spoken. This was your fight once, then it was AJ’s and now it’s mine. I’m not going to play or toy around, I will not sit here and wrestle, I’m out to hurt her and that’s what I will do.”
David: “I know you will Regan, that is why I have the upmost confidence in you. She does deserve a classic Regan Street ass kicking, I believe that. There are things that woman has done which are unforgivable and threatening our family is one of them. As a husband, I want to make sure you understand the opponent you’re facing. She will do whatever it takes to beat you but that is the thing Regan, Liz doesn’t care about wins and losses, she cares about hurting you too. She has had this all penned up since we faced in 2015. Three long years. Forget what she has done since, it is what she is planning on doing now.”
All I could do was laugh at David, because it seemed like he was admiring her and at the same time, favoring this woman to beat me….
Regan: “I get this feeling that that you are choosing her to win, there is this admiration for the woman. Good, all you are doing is making me angrier and now I don’t care, I’m going to fight her to the bitter end.”
I go to stand up off the bed, but he pulls me back down….
David: “No Regan, you are going to win. I know that. You are going to go out there and beat her within an inch of her life. All I am saying, is respect her game, that’s it babe. There is no one better than you. 2018 might have ended a bit blah bit 2019 you are going to start it off with a bang, first by becoming the Adrenaline Champion and then? Successfully defending it against Datura…. For our family.”
Regan: Yeah babe, for our family.”
He wrapped me around his arms, and I calmed down a little. I was not going to allow Datura to play with my head. I had been in this situation before. No matter what anyone says, she was not going to go over me in any way for one simple reason….
She put my back against the wall.
It is one thing to wrestle a match for victory, titles or positioning, it’s another when the person is a legitimate threat to the people I love, then I don’t come to fight….
I come to kill.
Laying back, I decided to spend the rest of my night with my husband in the hotel room to ring in the New Year. We were able to see the fireworks over Lake Ontario and that was good enough for me….
I was with the love of my life, it’s all I ever needed.
BE BRAVE AND BALLSY
While there was so much going on inside the ring with both Regan and Datura, Regan and Dark Fantasy, Regan and The Network, Regan and basically everyone, including her family, there was one issue that was just continuing to fester inside the Hellcat, that being the relationship between Mikaela, her younger sister and Amy Chastaine’s husband, Wyatt Lancaster. Regan had tried to keep quiet about it, only talking to David and no one else, she could confide in him, knew that he would understand her feelings even if he may not have agreed with them. For Regan though it ran a lot deeper than that, she was at a point where she felt like Amy Chastaine was behind all this, trying to purposely ruin her life like she did her Championship run. With Datura weighing heavily on her head, the whole situation with Mikaela and even the cracks in her family, not her immediate but like Kennedy and Trinity, the Hellcat needed to finally face this situation as it had been going on long enough….
Regan needed to come face to face with Amy Chastaine.
It was something that she had been contemplating for quite some time. There were days where Regan wanted to just forget and accept it. There were times when she wanted to just punch her in the face and make it be about them two in her own mind. Regan did NOT need the distractions but at this point not doing anything about it became the distraction. She needed to get past this….
Regan needed to fix her relationship with her sister or end the one she was in thinking it was all poison. The only thing left to do was to finally decide what wax her next course of action would be. Regan was at the Santa Monica Beach house, Sienna had already moved out her last boxes earlier in the day. Regan came in to check and assess what was left to do and how much cleaning before Rachel Tatum Lee moved in. Regan wore jeans, wedge sandals and a blue blouse, her toe nails polished a matte navy blue and long hair hanging down. Rachel was going to meet her there…
Beach House
Santa Monica, CA.
1.4.19
Regan entered the home, she saw that Sienna had moved out all her stuff, there was some furniture left that was Regan’s to begin with. Sienna left it in pretty good shape, she was going to come back to give her the keys and Regan was going to change over the locks, That is when a black Jeep with the top down and some luggage in the back pulled over, the Rhino version was none other than Rachel who hopped out in her daisy dukes, halter top and rhinestone cowgirl boots, her hair was straightened and hanging down, nails polished purple. Regan saw her from the upstairs and waved, waiting for her to make it up the stairs. She looked around, feeling a little bad about kicking Sienna out, thinking of the memories they had there….
Rachel: “Hey sugar?”
Regan: “Hey you, about time, thought you were lost or something.”
Rachel: “Nah it was the damn traffic. Looks like she did a pretty good job of gettin’ this place ready, I’m impressed.”
Regan: “One thing that Sienna has never been is dirty, that’s for sure. I need to get the locks changed, I have someone coming over in a few days, I know that you’re going back to New York?”
Rachel: “Tomorrow. Gotta get the rest of my things, visit my bar one more time, get drunk with some friends and the next day head back out here, the movin’ company will take my shit, and I’ll fly. Next week I’ll be all moved in, then I’ll see, maybe talk ta David about becomin’ a trainer at Ante Up until I decide when I’m ready ta get back in the ring, ya know?”
Regan: “He already said yes, love to have you over there doing some training with the kids until then.”
Rachel: “What about ya?”
Regan: “Getting ready for Ravyn next week, Datura after that, you know how it is.”
Rachel: “Datura ain’t no joke, Daisy fought her in the UWA, took her title, was the last match there but I promise ya Regan, she’s comin’ hard.”
I knew that Rachel meant well, Datura was a cunt, I had studied her tapes and honestly, Daisy was one of the best when her game was on, she barely lost any matches in the SCW, I think she was pinned maybe once or twice, it was impressive. I appreciated this cowgirl though looking out for me, felt good that I still had a good friend in her even through the rough times…
Regan: “I know that she is. I would be gravely disappointed if she didn’t come hard at me to be honest. Either way, I’ll be ready for her, you can train with me, kick my ass a little.”
Rachel: “I don’t know Regs, these days ya might kick my ass, I got some ring rust, ya know.”
Regan: “Rachel, you are in the best shape I have ever seen you so please, cut the shit. I know you’ve been doing the indies and Japan, you know the day you want to come back to the SCW, the doors are there waiting to enter.”
Rachel: “I know. Ya okay? Seems like ya have a lot on yer mind?”
Regan: “Nothing I can’t handle.”
Rachel: “No? Try me, sugar. Ya probably fel better if you spoke about it? Is it Sienna?”
Regan: “No, it’s my sister. Mikaela.”
Rachel: “Ah, ya know when it comes ta sisters, ya can’t let them go. Daisy and I were apart fer so long. It took us beatin’ each other in the ring in both SCW and UWA ta finally come close to one another again and finally get the sisterly bond, I guess we can attribute it ta West Texas Redneck love.”
That made me laugh a little, I loved this woman. She was entertaining and such a bad ass, two combinations you can’t always find. I felt comfortable around Rachel, I had a feeling that she was being very sincere when tell me that she wanted to listen, so I started to spill the beans….
Regan: “Mikaela started to date a married man.”
Rachel: “Oh… it wasn’t Josh (Hudson), was it?”
Regan: “God, no.”
Rachel: “That’s a plus. I mean it ain’t when yer a married man, but I see what is troublin’ ya….”
Regan: “He’s a married man to a woman that I despise and wrestled against and she took my World Title.”
Rachel: “Ugh…. Amy Chastaine!?”
Regan: “Yeah, Amy Chastaine. Damn it, Rachel, I want to go fly out to New Orleans so bad right now and jump right in her face and give her a piece of my mind. She had tried to ruin my life at every turn. She almost fractured my marriage with David when she started fucking Jason (Helms).”
Rachel: “Wait a second, I’m confused sugar. The husband….”
Regan: “Wyatt.”
Rachel: “Right, Wyatt, he is cheatin’ on Amy with Mikaela, right?”
Regan: “Oh no, Amy knows about it all. She is fucking Jason, he is fucking Mikaela, they are fucking each other…. This is a fucking mess!”
The more I thought about it the more it just pissed me off even more than ever because this was not normal, you can’t make up this shit up, it would be on some movie late night on cable or something. It was true though, I could see it on Rachel’s face that she thought I was fucking nuts….
Rachel: “This is a joke, right?”
Regan: “I wish it was, Rachel.”
I sat down on the couch, frustrated, I didn’t know what else to do. All I wanted was for someone to tell me, hop on a plane and go to New Orleans…..
Rachel: “I want ya ta be honest with me, alright?”
Regan: “Yeah, sure… always.”
Rachel: “How bad is this botherin’ ya?”
Regan: “Every fuckin’ day it bothers me Rachel, every fucking day. I can’t get it out of my mind because to me she thinks her shit doesn’t stink, that she can get away with screwing with my family. I’m obsessing over it, Rachel.”
Rachel: “Alright, well I gotta fly ta New York tomorrow, how about we make a stop in New Orleans.”
Was she serious…?
Regan: “Are you serious?”
Rachel: “Regan, am I the kinda gal who messes around and jokes about things like this?”
Regan: “No you don’t.”
Rachel: “Alright, by me dinner and some drinks tonight and I’ll go with ya tomorrow ta New Orleans, ya will be back in time fer dinner.”
Was I going to start looking for last minute plane tickets? Looking at Rachel and how serious she looked? I guess I was….
CrescentCity Fitness
New Orleans, LA.
1.5.19
The Following Day
The place was called, Crescent City Fitness, not far from Amy’s house from what I gathered, in the suburb called Gretna, across the river from the actual city, the area is called the West Bank. Not my type of place but whatever, the food was always good here. Rachel pulled into the parking lot, she drove, I was too worked up. I knew that Mikaela was spending more time out here as I barely saw her during the time off from the SCW. I came ready to fight, wearing jeans, sneakers and a t-shirt, jacket, ballcap with my hair in a ponytail, Rachel too was bumming it in jeans, cowgirl boots and a long sleeve Under Armour shirt. We both sat in the car for a minute. There were people int here working out, wasn’t about to make a scene in front of them for sure…..
Rachel: “Ya ready fer this?’
Regan: “Yeah, I think so. I have ta do this Rachel, there isn’t any other way around it. I mean I could wait until she showed up at an SCW show again but who knows when the fuck that would be. I can’t address Wyatt, I’d lose Miks forever. That is what happened with her and CHBK.”
Rachel: And ya don’t think this won’t uspet her to the point that she will wanna do the same thing and just walk out on yer relationship? Regan, ya better be sure about this, losin’ yer sister ain’t worth it sugar.”
Regan: “Flying out here and doing nothing about it is also not worth it. Come on, let’s get this over with.”
I didn’t even bother to listen to Rachel’s response, instead I stepped out of the car, it was a little chilly but nothing major. Rachel stepped out after me, she starts to walk toward the gym, I followed until I was able to get to the door, opening it there was a receptionist there, recognizing us already and she looked petrified….
Receptionist: “Regan Street!? Rachel Tatum Lee!? Uh… hi! Can I help you?”
Regan: “Yeah…. Jessie? That’s your name?”
Jessie: “Yes, I mean yes ma’am….”
Regan: “Cut the ma’am shit, I’m not old, save it for Amy, where is she?”
Jessie: “Her office on the other side of the gym, I can take you….”
Regan: “No, we’ll find it.”
She was cute but I had no time for the bullshit small talk. I was focused on Amy and only Amy, so I made my way across the gym to her office, she was there in her stupid gym shirt and work out gear, I think the receptionist chick called her because she looked like she was expecting me as I opened the door and barged into her office….
Amy: “Regan……”
Regan: “Hey bitch.”
Amy: “Rachel, long time no see.”
Rachel: “Hi, sugar.”
Amy: “Can I help you?”
Regan: “She just came with me, Rachel has nothing to do with this, it’s between you and me, Amy! I am….”
Amy: “If you are going to yell at me in my own gym and office, can you please close the door Rachel so no one can hear this.”
I saw Rachel close the door after she acknowledged Amy. I stepped up to her prompting for Rachel to start holding me back….
Amy: “What do you want?”
Regan: “Are you really going to play that fucking stupid with me!? How dare you and Wyatt manipulate my little sister and take advantage of her while she was still trying to get over her broken heart from that piece of shit, CHBK! Wasn’t it bad enough that you took Jason!? That little stunt cost me the United States Championship! It almost cost me my marriage because he’s my brother-in-law and now my sister?!? Have you no fucking shame!?”
Amy: “first off, Jason and I have fun together, do I love Jason? Yes, and he loves me. I’m sorry that you do not approve of that Regan but honestly, we don’t need your approval or blessing from you or anyone for that matter. I’m sorry if you do not like or approve of what we are doing but at the same time Mikaela and Wyatt just like Jason and I are grown adults that can do what we want without your permission. I’m sorry if your sister and Wyatt bother you so much that you had to fly out here to handle this, I really am but it was an unnecessary trip. I’m sorry you wasted your time…..”
She tries to turn her back on me and I wasn’t going to have any of it. I reacted, grabbing her by the shoulder and spinning her around….
Amy: “Be careful, the last time you touched me, I gave you two Black Outs.”
Regan: Yeah and I’d like to see you try it again. Because for the last two years you ducked me! You ran from my challenges and found any fucking excuse you could to not fight me in the ring. The US title? I had to basically con my way into a match after beating up Stacy Kissinger fifty times in a month while you found any excuse to give Tyler Tucker rematches and shit! I even offered to tag with you, that was of course so I could kick your fucking brains in but noooo… had to get injured by Bree, couldn’t give me a match…..”
Amy: “Is that what this is about? You hate me so much because we didn’t have a rematch after RTG!?”
Regan: “RTG was NOT a finale, that was Syren robbing us both, tell me I’m lying!?”
Amy: “No. you’re not.”
Regan: “Okay then but instead you keep grinding that knife and now instead of telling your husband to leave my sister alone, you enable and encourage him to date my sister who doesn’t deserve to have her heart broken again!”
Amy: “Why do you think Wyatt is going to break her heart!?”
Regan: “He’s married to you, cunt! Mikaela is a side piece of ass for him and nothing more! Are you seriously trying to justify this swinger shit with me!? Maybe that is what you want to teach your kids and all….”
I knew I struck a chord when she cut me off and I saw her eyes light up….
Amy: “This is between us; don’t you dare bring my kids into this.”
Regan: “No? So, it’s okay for you to fuck up my family and con my little sister who is emotionally scarred into thinking this shit is okay!? You are encouraging her to fuck your husband, how does that sound, you sick and twisted perverted bitch!”
Rachel: “Regan…. Calm down sugar….”
I wasn’t going to listen to any of it anymore, I wanted fucking answers. I wanted Amy to own up to everything. I wanted to punch her in the face and kick her tits in even though that would be a pretty impossible task considering how big they are. I had to refrain myself from beating her within an inch of her life….
Amy: “Are you done? Does this make you feel better? Get it all off your chest so we can move on? I’m retired, I don’t know if I can physically come back to the ring and I’m not exactly getting any younger either. This grudge you have with me? It needs to end Regan. It’s obvious that we are going to have some family ties moving forward, can’t we just let bygones be bygones and move on?”
Regan: “You think it’s that easy? Waiting to see your sister come home one day with a broken heart again like the last time with CHBK. She started to cut herself. Amy, self-mutilation, alright. That is why I killed Syren when she tried to take my title. It was because of Mikaela, she deserved better. Now this? You think it is okay but it’s not okay Amy, it really isn’t. This is my sister and we have been through hell. I found some semblance of peace in my life, David saved me. Mikaela? Wyatt doesn’t know and you don’t give a damn about my sister, all you think about is shoving this in my face.”
Amy: “Oh Come on, get over yourself! You came all the way from California to tell me this? You could have picked up the phone and saved yourself a trip. Nothing that I say is going to change your mind, I can’t give you a match, I am not Wyatt but what I do know is she makes him happy and he loves her company, take that as you will and please see yourself out the door.”
Regan: “We are not done, I could have picked up the phone but then? I wouldn’t have been able to kick your ass.”
Amy: “Regan, you better think twice about this…. Rachel?”
I know that Rachel was trying to protect me, she stood in my way. Amy was ready fight, I already knew that she could scrap with the best, the old bitch. I wanted a fight, I needed to punch her in the smug mouth, really send the message across that you do NOT fuck with my sister, no one does. I stood right up to her, she tensed up, ready to fight, as Rachel was about to wedge herself between us, the door open, some little kid and Wyatt came in….
Wyatt: “Regan? Amy? Rachel? What the hell is going on here!?”
My eyes shifted to the kid who looked like he was ready to jump in the fight and try to take me on, brave kid, cute and valiant, but fucking stupid……
Amy: “Regan, Rachel…. This is my son, Loki.”
Rachel: “Hey sugar, aren’t ya a handsome one.”
Loki: “Hi, I’ve seen you wrestle.”
Rachel: “Oh? Well hope I didn’t embarrass myself. Hi Wyatt.”
Wyatt: “Rachel. What is going on here?”
I backed off, there was no way that I was going to fight Amy with her son right there or anywhere. He reminded me of Jason a little, probably a few years older but not by much. In the corner of my eye I could see that Amy was looking at me different, maybe she was surprised I backed off… at this point I didn’t fucking know….
Rachel: “Hey cutie, Ya wanna show this cowgirl around the gym?”
Loki: “Yeah.. can I dad?”
Wyatt: “I don’t see why not.”
Rachel: “Come on….”
Rachel walks out with Loki, she actually took his hand. I think Rachel would be a good mother, she just never had the chance because all the guys she’s been out with were either assholes or dead. Wyatt looked like he was ready to tear me to shred, realizing that now it was two on one, I still didn’t care, I walked right up to him…..
Regan: “You know why I am here.”
Wyatt: “I care about your sister, we have a special relationship and if you think that we are trying to hurt her or somehow this is some revenge plot by Amy? It’s not true. Amy and I have been watching what are going on in the SCW. We know that you are not a bad person Regan, you have a funny way of showing that, but we understand.”
Regan: “Where is she?”
Wyatt: “Sleeping, she came up for the weekend.”
Regan: “Of course and now you are gallivanting with your son?”
Amy: “Wyatt, let me and Regan talk alone. Why don’t you catch up with Rachel and Loki, I don’t need our son getting a crush on her.”
Wyatt: “He’s ten, well, eleven next week.”
Amy: “Exactly.”
Wyatt: “Good point. I’ll be back….”
As he passed me by, he stopped and whispered in my ear….
Wyatt: “I won’t tell Mikaela you came.”
I didn’t say anything, though I wanted to, like thanks. He was right, I rather Miks not now, I didn’t need to build a bigger wedge between us, I know that she would be pissed if she knew that I did come here to talk to Amy. He left and I turned back to Amy….
Amy: “You didn’t strike me when my son was here, I know that back in 2016, you probably would have. I don’t know why but thanks.”
Regan: “I have been thinking at all the different scenarios that would happen when I arrived here, and we had this talk. I was ready to put your head through the wall, I shit you not. I know you would fight back, I’d be disappointed if you didn’t. I am bitter, I wanted my match and when this whole thing with Mikaela started those feelings suddenly surfaced and all I could think about was coming here and kicking your ass.”
Amy: “Regan, we are a lot more alike than you think.”
Regan: “Your tits are bigger.”
Amy starts to laugh, I didn’t expect that. I guess I started chuckling a little too before sitting down finally and giving up any hope of fighting Amy, that moment had passed….
Amy: “They are… they do come in handy. Look, we are not trying to hurt your sister and honestly Regan if it means that I step back in the ring with you for ONE match in the future if I can do it physically, I will say now that is a possibility, if that can at least temper this for now so that maybe we can start working together for I have seen what you’ve done lately in the SCW….. that is the Regan Street I first knew.”
Regan: “I love my family, Amy.”
Amy: “I know you do just like I love mine. I know how it is to want and protect them from everything you feel can be a danger. This Datura, threatening your kids, your husband, kick her ass. Regan, I am not your enemy. If anything, I’d like to call a truce.”
I didn’t expect that from her. This is not the type of reaction I felt I was going to get. I had so many thoughts in my head about just fighting her because I was well aware that I would never do so again and now there is the possibility? One day, it might be all bullshit but at least there is hope. I sigh and look up at Amy, standing up she offers me her hand….
Amy: “I’ll make you that promise, if I am physically able to go, I will give you ONE match. Until then, I’d like for us to be at peace and one day even maybe, become friends. I have seen the type of person you can be and the love you have for those you care for. You know right from wrong Regan, go back to SCW and be the Hellcat we all know you are and do me one favor?’’
Regan: “Now, you’re asking for favors?”
Amy: “Talk to Kennedy. I’m worried about her and I think coming from you would be a major step for both of you.”
Kennedy and Trinity, that was a whole another issue. I looked her straight in the eyes, so many years of hatred, all I wanted to do was kick her repeatedly but for the first time in a long time, I respected Amy Chastaine……
And shook her hand….
Amy: “Thank you.”
Regan: “Yeah…. Thanks to you too.”
As we shook hands, the door opened, Loki, Rachel and Wyatt all walked in seeing us shake hands, Rachel and Wyatt looked shocked, Loki kind of gave me that smirk….
Rachel: “Uhhh…. What just happened?”
I was asking myself the same question cowgirl.
EPILOGUE: THE LAST STRAW
Regan had absolutely no idea how that was going to turn out with Amy Chastaine, it was a trip that had to happen and though they was a lot of heat between the two ladies, it seemed like they may have at least shown some respect and understanding. It didn’t mean that they were friends or even cordial to one another, the fight almost broke out and would have been physical. Amy was still recovering from injuries even if she was healthy, Regan could have easily exposed that and did not. Instead the Hellcat tried to understand and for the benefit of her sister at least came to terms with the situation. In the end Regan wanted Mikaela to be happy, that was it. With Datura next, all her focus was on her, a woman that was threatening her family, who wanted to hurt her, play games and “teach” Regan a lesson….
Something impossible to do.
Regan was home, she had done some training over at Ante Up Academy, on her spare time she tried to help David with some of the students there, it was the least she could do as Jason was back in school, Jennifer was wrestling again and traveling doing modeling though she was home this week after winning back her SPIRIT Championship. She was at home, took a shower and was fresh as a daisy, wearing jeans and a BANG! T-shirt, barefoot with her nails a glossy coating. Her long hair hung down, sitting outside, tuning her guitar. She thought about heading over to the studio to play a few tracks with Rex, but he was not available at the time so decided to stay home, cook dinner and play some tunes. She started to strum her chords when the door open, she heard someone walk in and slam the door shut. She found it kind of odd as it was past nine and Jennifer was out with the Beauty Factory, with only a few days until the PPV, the good thing about it all was that Regan didn’t have to go anywhere as the Staples Center was maybe thirty minutes from her house with traffic.
Helms Residence
Laurel Canyon
1.18.19
She put down the guitar and looked around the corner, she saw Jennifer in a beautiful black dress and heels, her nails polished a baby pink, ready to walk the runway. Titling her head, she could see that something was obviously bothering her daughter. Regan was trying not to always pry, especially with everything that had been going on lately in the SCW, the attacks on Regan, Jennifer being a part of the Beauty Factory, it didn’t make things any easier for her or anyone for that matter. Regan did not want to add to it and so she tried to scale her involvement with Jennifer and the Beauty Factory after the incident with the pictures by Lancelot Crane…
Regan: “Jennifer?”
Jennifer: “Mom? I thought you were at the studio?”
Regan: “Uh, Rex cancelled so I stayed home and was going to jam out here, is everything alright?”
Jennifer: “Yeah…. Yeah everything is fine.”
Regan: “Then why are you pacing and look troubled? Is there something I should know? Did Datura….”
The minute I mentioned that woman’s name, Jennifer cuts me off. She shook her head quickly and brushed it off. I could see that she was troubled by something, my daughter is not a very good liar and she hides her emotions even worse. I put down the guitar and walk up to her….
Regan: “Hey, everything is alright. I thought you were going out to dinner?”
Jennifer: “We did, after that I took an Uber home.”
Regan: “Had you been drinking?”
Jennifer: “No… no I wasn’t drinking. Just a lot has been happening the last few weeks and I just need to crawl into bed and go to sleep, that’s all I’m tired.”
I had to take her word even if I knew it wasn’t the truth, I was not going to press the issue. Asking her before to be perfectly honest with me was as clear as it was going to get. She had her chance to do that and still does. I won’t pry but if something is going on and the Beauty Factory are behind it, I want to know if anything else, for my daughter’s safety….
Regan: “Okay, well why don’t I brew you a nice cup of hot tea and that could help you get some sleep?”
Jennifer: “Sure mom. Thank you.”
Regan: “Of course.”
Leaving her in the living room, I stepped into the kitchen where I started to brew her some tea and heat up the kettle. I could hear Jennifer throw her shoes down on the floor. Before I knew it, she was standing right behind me, quickly turning around, I looked into her green eyes and she started to tear up….
Regan: “Baby…. What is wrong?”
Jennifer: “I fucked up mom.”
Regan: “Fucked up? How?”
Jennifer: “Did you watch the news? The press conference with Kelcey at Cedars Sinai?”
Regan: “No, I have not. What happened?”
Jennifer: “Sienna donated 5 Million Dollars and they made a wing for Kelcey at the hospital.”
Regan: “Wait… what? Is that bad?”
Jennifer: “Last week, I broke up with Christian.”
Regan: “You did? Why? I liked that kid even though he did take you to Vegas where you two were almost married, Christ what a trip that was, I almost ha da fucking heart attack. What happened between you and him?”
She was hesitant to tell me. I didn’t know if it was, he or if it was, she who initiated the break up. I needed more information and I didn’t know if I was going to get it or not. Jennifer was obviously upset, so I figured it must’ve been something major….
Regan: “Jenni, do you want to sit down.”
Jennifer: “No mom. Christian and Sienna had a falling out. She went over to the Cannons, he wasn’t there so Christian instead answered and he said some nasty things to her. When I talked to him, he claimed she set him up. I believed him, I didn’t want to, but I did. He would never lie to me about something like that.”
Regan: “That doesn’t bode well in the trust department between you and Sienna. She’s been known to stretch the truth but never to the people who have loved and supported her, Sienna for the most part is a straight shooter. I have known Sienna for a long time, Jennifer. It is one of the reasons I wanted her to befriend you, I thought that it would be extremely important that you two bond and it worked, look what you have become. Am I pissed at her right now? Yeah, I am. She has been acting funny and pulling some shady shit lately.”
Jennifer: “She set him up mom.”
Those were some pretty serious accusations, I could tell that she did believe that….
Regan: “What does this have to do with Kelcey and tonight?”
Jennifer: “Christian left. He flew out to Scotland after I dumped him in front of Sienna so that the Beauty Factory would not hurt him!”
Regan: “What did you say?”
Jennifer: “I ripped him apart! I degraded Christian in front of Sienna, I lied through my teeth and told him that I didn’t love him when I did, I remember everything he did for me and how important he was in my life! I threw him away like trash because I didn’t want to see him get used as a pawn for this petty revenge scheme, she has against Mr. Cannon! He didn’t deserve that mom, He didn’t, I pushed him away. I was scared and I didn’t know what to do. Now I wish I had just stood my ground and told the truth, it’s too late for that.”
Regan: “Too late? Why? It’s never too late Jennifer. Call or text him, sent him a message in Social Media, I don’t care what you have to do, just do it and get it over with. You can’t allow for what Sienna or anyone in the Beauty Factory to dictate your life, they do NOT own you, Jenni. Matter of fact, I’m going to call Sienna right now and tell her that you want out, fuck this shit.”
Jennifer: “Mom, no. I do not want you to get involved either, we have seen what happens when you do. I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you and I was the one that was responsible for it. Please, I didn’t want to say anything, I had to vent. I made the decision to be a part of this, I can handle it on my own, just having a bad night and feeling very guilty for what I did to Christian. He was good to me; the Cannons are good to me and now I am stuck in the middle of this war raging between the Cannons and the Beauty Factory. I’m sorry, you have a huge match with Datura in a few days and I am distracting you from it. I’m going to bed….”
I couldn’t let her just walk off like that feeling the way she did, I grabbed her hand and slowly spun her around so we could make eye contact. My daughter was one of the most important things in my life and I was going to help her out….
Regan: “We will get you out of this, let me call Sienna and I will tell her to relay the message to Steinbeck, you are out.”
Jennifer: “Mom it’s not that easy.”
Regan: “Yeah it is, one simple phone call….”
Jennifer: “Mom, please put down the phone….”
Regan: “Shhh… calm down….”
Jennifer: “Mom hang up now!”
The raising of her voice did alarm me a little, I looked on a bit surprised, slowly lowering the phone…
Regan: “Why!?”
Jennifer: “I….. “
Regan: “Why Jennifer!?”
Jennifer: “Because I already tried!”
The outburst was enough for my daughter to break down, she tried to cover her mouth and face, hiding her tears when I hear her say in a muffled voice….
Jennifer: “I can’t believe I was so stupid….”
I grabbed her hands and peeled them off gently from her face, I needed to know why she was like this. Cupping her cheeks, looking at her right in the eyes, I finally asked…
Regan: “What the hell is going on, you asked for a release from Steinbeck?”
Jennifer: “Yes…… “
Regan: “And?”
Jennifer: “She said no.”
Regan: “Why?”
Jennifer: “Because there is a fine print clause stating the only way to break the contract is a buy out.”
Regan: “A buy out, for him much?”
Jennifer: “Mom….. I’m sorry….”
Regan: “HOW MUCH!?”
She again hesitated, starting to cry again, she was finally able to speak through her quivering lips….
Jennifer: “Ten Million Dollars.”
My heart sunk into my chest upon hearing that. That old cunt was holding my daughter hostage and wouldn’t let her out of the contract. It was at that very moment, much like Datura has been doing the past three months, now Laura Steinbeck too has crossed the line….
For this was my family…..
And NO ONE hurts them.
All I could do was embrace her into my arms and let her know that I wasn’t going to let that happen. I didn’t know what was going on and how I would come up with it….
One thing is for sure….
When given reason….
I will always find resolve.
SCENE FADES
I have said it a thousand times over until I turn blue in the face, my family always comes first. There are people who I been calling enemies for long as I can remember, the wars we fought, the battles won and lost, yet here I stand looking at myself in the mirror and wondering how I allowed it all to happen. There was trust once amongst friends, then came an evolution in wrestling, people come and go but one thing is constant, my family. I hope you understand that when I feel like they are being mistreated or threatened, I go into survival mode and all I think about is one thing….
Eliminating the threat.
I have a few now that pose this danger, one will be taken care of at the PPV, “Making Things Right”, the other?
In due time forcing me to do something….
I know I’m going to hate.
PROMO TIME
FLOWERS WILT, HELLCAT’S ROAR
The Scene Opens…
Laurel Canyon is a mountainous neighborhood/canyon located in the Hollywood Hills region of the Santa Monica Mountains in the Hollywood Hills, West Los Angeles district in Southern California.
Laurel Canyon is focused on its central thoroughfare, Laurel Canyon Boulevard. However, unlike other nearby canyon neighborhoods, Laurel Canyon has houses lining one side of the main street most of the way up to Mulholland Drive. There are many side roads that branch off the main canyon, but most are not through streets, reinforcing the self-contained nature of the neighborhood. Some of the main side streets are Mount Olympus, Kirkwood, Wonderland Avenue, Willow Glen, and Lookout Mountain Avenue. The zip code for a portion of the neighborhood is 90046.
Laurel Canyon Boulevard is an important North-South route between: West Hollywood and Hollywood and Central Los Angeles and Studio City and the eastern San Fernando Valley. The canyon’s division between the two regions is defined by Mulholland Drive. In early 2005, the first section of the road on the Hollywood side was partially washed away in a heavy rainstorm, and traffic was redirected to a normally quiet residential side street. Here is where we find Regan Street, the Hellcat of the SCW sitting comfortably at home in her deck outside overseeing the Canyon. With he PPV in Los Angeles, Regan is able to stay home and not have to travel and with a match like she has with Datura where her home is so close to the arena and this woman who continually threatens her family, Regan will NOT take any chances. Regan has been on a bit of a roller coaster ride in recent months.
All this started with Datura showing up to challenge a now retired David Helms, then turned to AJ Helms, Regan’s adopted son but when he went down with an injury back in October, the match was postponed as AJ would have to miss significant time including a World Championship match against Sienna Swann. Datura could have stopped, continued on her way but instead she didn’t relent, she never stopped for one second and pretended to care. Instead Datura kept on the threats until Regan finally made it her business as no one threatens her family without consequence. Datura has been a mixed bag at times, always speaking in riddles and tongues, trying to entice Regan through Twitter, taking her shots constantly that the Hellcat finally just had enough and stopped responding, instead using those words to motivate her even more to walk into Making Things Right and taking out Datura, finishing this little hunt she had and focus on winning the Adrenaline Championship after being screwed over by Xander Valentine and Ravyn Taylor.
Wearing jeans, a black halter top and matching wedge sandals, ger nails a glossy color and hair hanging down, the gorgeous Hellcat nods at her daughter, Jennifer to start recording….
REC:
She composes herself for a moment, leaning against the railing and speaking in her very direct yet sexy voice….
“I’m not at some historic place or monument, there is nothing interesting about my surroundings other than it is my house, where I live, the chance to sleep in my own bed while the PPV is here in Los Angeles, MY hometown about thirty minutes down the road is the Staples Center where Making Things Right will air tomorrow. There is a lot of MY’s here today, the fact I didn’t choose to drive down to the valley and film off the Hollywood Walk of Fame or Chinese Mann’s Theatre, is a reason for it. Home is where the heart is. See, the Staples Center has a special place in me, it was both of victory and defeat. That venue is where I won my first World Championship and the following night is when I lost it…..
That was in early 2013, I wasn’t even here a year yet. This is the SCW, MY home, a promotion where my allegiances have lied my entire career. I have never headed off to Underground or WWH or any of these other swamps where many of the talent come from only for not even half of them survive in the SCW more than a few months. That is why in recent weeks, I have been reminded why I do this in the first place. As a young woman getting out of college, this was my legacy, the Street family have a rich tradition in wrestling, it was my turn and I made the best of it. Year after year, I kept evolving, getting better. Winning various titles and awards, I was proud to be a part of this company….
And then things started to happen which made me think about my stance here, why I fought so hard for the integrity and honor of the SCW. Well, guess what? For every time I piledrove the Boss or punched his lights out? There was a moment when I lasted from start to finish in Tactical Warfare against New Eden to stopping invaders from the IWC take over the SCW. We forget those moments, right? We only think about the rage of Regan Street and not her integrity? I have been in this business now for seven years, did I think I’d still be here today?
No.
Last year though I did something that so many others have failed to do in comparison, elevate a title, a division and make it more important then the World Championship itself. After I attacked Mr. D though and lost that belt to Jason Helms without even being pinned, my year started to take a turn downward and though I wasn’t losing any matches didn’t matter, my position with the company was simple….
I existed.
After RTG XV, my stock dropped, I was circling the wagons, waiting patiently for anything to happen. I am not a very patient woman, I don’t wait around for things to just occur, I make them happen and when I started to watch Past. Present. Future. , fall apart, the era of Katya where she HAD to help Syren because God Forbid, we can’t expect any of them to do it themselves, just look at my Adrenaline Title match where a few people wrote some checks their asses can’t cash?
Now I know that 2019 is going to be the BEST year of my career and you want to know why I truly believe that?
There are no strings on me.
I don’t follow a script, I will never get in line with the rest of the lemmings, I do things MY way and I will be damned if I ever change that. The daughters of Mr. D can have their battle for power, do I look like I’m concerning myself with who is in charge? No, I’ll get my just due for I’ll force either one of their hands. That is why I WILL get my rematch with Ravyn or whoever is the Adrenaline Champion but for now, I must take care of one person who decided it was going to be a good idea to enter the SCW and threaten my family in the form of Datura. I have faced many different people in the SCW, nowhere else and never have I come across some like Datura….
Not because she is unique or looks different, oh no.
The whole reasoning is because this woman is not only dangerous, she is also the dumbest bitch, I have ever laid my eyes on and trust me, I have seen some pretty stupid people before. It’s not about an IQ or intellect….
It’s about having the common sense that you don’t walk into MY yard and THREATEN MY FAMILY.”
A scowl already forming on the face of Regan as she stares into the camera held by her daughter Jennifer. Regan understands fully well the implications of this match and what exactly this means for her. This is not about wins or losses, it is about protecting her family and defending their honor after Datura came out of nowhere and decided it was a great idea to push The Hellcat to the limits. She turns back to the camera and speaks….
“Datura obviously had an issue with my husband in 2015, we all know this. She took my wedding dress, tried to be his bride, I don’t forget shit like that especially at a time when I was going through a lot. We can suspend reality for a second and look at the world through the eyes of Datura who’s chosen friend is Alexis Quinne which already shows she’s not a very good judge of character, Quinne is probably the only person who’s a bigger idiot than Datura herself. When she lost to my husband, there was some issues that still remained, I mean he even hired her in the UWA where she kept running her mouth about this and that, won herself a title and in her last match lost it to Red Rayne. David Helms hired this woman okay, let that sink in for a moment, he hired her to be talent on the UWA roster and she turns around a year later looking to finish what she never started 3 years ago, the problem was that David was long retired.
So, what does Datura do?
She turns and picks at my son, AJ instead.
Thing is, I tried to stay out of it, let AJ defend his belief, wrestle with passion and heart, elevate himself to the World Championship until an arm injury curtailed his progress. There was no way I was going to allow Jennifer to step in, she had just barely won her first match so it fell on me…..
And gladly I accepted.
You know, we go through life, knowing what is right or wrong, Datura on the other hand, has never dealt with consequence, repercussions of her actions. See, she thinks that it’s okay to walk around and threaten families it’s cool to play her little mind games, that I am supposed to be scared by her prison tattoos and the weekly different color hair to bring out her vampire facial features. Datura is one big walking cliché and it makes me laugh that she has the audacity to call me the same as everyone else when this bitch has NEVER dealt with anyone like The Hellcat. Oh, she can compare me to some chick name Ryan and many others, say she is better?
Really? Then why is she or any of them for that matter not in SCW?
Datura, I honestly could care less where you have been, the wrestlers you’ve beat, conquered, help find themselves and what you are currently doing, all those people you brag about facing on the Social Media is white noise to me, the ONLY person you should be worrying about facing is ME. I wrestle, I am in this sport to win and I’m sorry if that’s not okay with you, that I don’t fall for your tricks though I’ll admit you’ve slowly creep in my head just to get me angrier. I’m not part of the cool kid’s club who show up to work only to fuck with people and then faster than not disappear and no one hears from them again….
You know who sticks, Datura?
Winners.
People like me.
This woman is looking for a game of wits? Get Bobby Fischer for that, I simply fight damn it! The reason I am at my house? I want you to see exactly where I live. See over there in the guest house? That’s where AJ lives, my son you were supposed to face. The woman filming this is my daughter Jennifer. Inside the house, I have an 8-year-old named Jason who is the cutest little boy and every weekend I take him down to Santa Monica Pier to eat Funnel Cake. AJ and I sit around, drink a few beers and chat about life as I watch him be a tremendous father and husband raising his child. Jennifer is a model and a Champion Wrestler in EMERGE, she is beautiful, smart and will be the future of the SCW long after I am gone. About an hour from here is Ante Up Academy, it’s where David works, MY husband, he owns the school and comes home everyday where I love to be in his arms….
THAT is my family, you bitch has threatened.
When you did that, this no longer was a match for victory. It was no longer a fight for pride and honor. The sport I love, the craft I take great time and pleasure in honing was thrown out the window after you spit on it….
All to get MY attention and you have it.
Understand this Datura, this is not a match, this is a fucking war because you have jeopardized my family’s safety and by speaking of taking away what brings me joy? What pumps blood through my body? What gives me a reason to live, fight and honor what I do and who I do it for? Not only did you fill me with resolve?
You have given me more than enough reason to gouge out your eye balls and shove them down your throat. Whether you planned to follow through with these threats or not? Makes no difference to me now, this is about spilling your blood!”
Regan pauses, turns for a second and looks away from the camera. She takes a second to compose herself, it is extremely important for Regan to understand her opponent, t see what she is trying to do and be prepared for anything that comes her way. Regan is ready, always has been and now must deal with the unpredictable Datura and watch her try to teach the Hellcat a “Lesson”….
“For someone that claims to be extremely intelligent you’re not very smart, taking this route with me. Datura, I’m not going to pepper Twitter with all these little slick, witty and ominous sayings to keep up appearances. You’re not going to get me posting things everyday all these cryptic messages or how I’m going to teach you a lesson?
A lesson?
Which one is that Datura?
You can piledrive someone and suddenly they become your best friend? I did that tot he boss and it cost me a lot more, that’s a lesson learned. Allowing this business to consume my personal life ad almost losing my marriage, that is a lesson learned, Not this fabricated one you have planned for the one that you’re about to learn is when you push someone too far by telling them what you are planning on doing and hurting their loved ones, they will come back at you with a rage and vengeance, stopping at nothing until you are no longer moving?
That Lesson?
It’s the only one I’ve learned from you so far. I’m not into this creepy shit that you are, I’m not bringing in some New Order or play soldier like you have that trained finger monkey, Quinne ready for the great war to occur. I instead will be the first to make a statement by storming down to the ring and take you both out like I did at Bound By Blood. I am a woman that went to school, is not the smartest, or the brightest, she doesn’t always make the right decisions. She will not kill you with quotes and poetry, there is no sugar coating or use of intricate words….
Nope…
I just love my family and will do whatever I must in order to keep them safe. Do you understand how many people have come to the SCW and done what you have and how long have they been here to tell the story of how it worked out for them? It is easy to point out that this business is not about wins and losses, instead about adaptation and how we continue to evolve as a species….
Which right there shows how LITTLE you know of me. Success is winning, building a brand is winning. Fighting for a cause is winning but you don’t get that. When I walked into the SCW I was tested by the likes of Syren, Marina Trent and Brittany Lohan. With each win and each loss, I had to evolve into who I am today. It took me FOUR TIMES until I finally learned how to beat Syren so don’t stand there and preach like you think you’re going to teach me anything I haven’t been learning here for the last seven long years! Whether this was my fight or not, it is no longer relevant, I made this my fight. See, for me Datura, you want to come out and belittle my character, my family and make haste of the fact that I have been the Hellcat running this place for long as anyone can remember….
I am the best WRESTLER in the world, you can be its entertainer.
Everything that I live for is in the word family. It’s easy for you to call out your petty little threats because what I find funny and amusing in all of this? You simply think that you’re better than me. Keep writing your haiku’s, keep telling anyone that listens about your mental problems. You think that makes you special? Do you want to actually believe that I’m the cure for those sleepless nights?
Let me fill you on something….
I was abused by my father, I slept every night with one eye open, scared to death that he would come in and beat the shit out of me. He took away my soul and my belief that I could ever be happy or with another family again. Do you know what it is like when your innocence is taken from you Datura, when you’re not ready or ever was given the chance to make that decision?
No, you don’t because in your world, you’re the only one who suffers, and the suffering of others is your only cure. Guess what?
If that is a disease….
It will kill you, for I refuse to be your cure.
I don’t give a flying fuck where you have laid your head down before. I have been here the entire time building MY legacy and no one shot psycho babbling wonder using MY name, this platform or MY family will get her spotlight and fifteen seconds of fame at the Helms expense so she may continue to sing her braggadocios claims on the Social Media like a fucking canary because at Making Things Right?
I’m not going to fall into that same bullshit everyone else is saying due to the name of the PPV, oh no, I am not “Making Things Right”…..
I’m Keeping Things the WAY they Are.”’
Her green eyes narrow, fists clenched, biting down on her jaw, ready to take on Datura and finally end this with he biggest match of her 2019 campaign so Regan Street can then step out to the next challenge. She takes a deep breath, calking herself down before speaking….
“Datura, you can show up to hurt me, fight, wrestle, whatever you want, I am coming to WIN by kicking your teeth in and while that may bother you, I am beyond the lessons learned portion of my career especially from a cunt like you. Do you know these names or have you been so focused on me and listened to Alexis Quinne blow smoke up your ass that pay no attention to your surroundings!? Selena Frost? Who used the SCW as a springboard and became their hero, the boss, Mr. D even was the special referee in our no holds barred match and what happened?
I defeated her at Rise to Greatness XV.
Or Syren, wrestling for the World Championship at this PPV, trying to take what I had?
I beat her too.
Ace Marshall inside a cage after he thought it would be funny to lock me up in a cage?
So, I went into one and beat his ass as well.
They all said the same thing, Datura…..
That I had to learn my lesson and place.
And here I am, so full of knowledge. I want you to remember one thing, don’t fool yourself into thinking anything other than the reason I came to help you out against The Network was because YOU ARE MY KILL, not theirs. Did you return the favor when I was laid out by Xander Valentine later that night? No, which told me all I needed to know about the type of person you are, opportunistic. You didn’t want me healthy Datura, you hope I’m limping into this to take full advantage and then take all the credit. It’s fine, I’m still here and nothing going to get in my way of stomping the ever living shit and piss out of you! We can swing chairs, we can throw furniture, we can step in the ring and just wrestle our asses off, I don’t care the fact remains, you threw out the book, you gave me carte blanche to walk into the Staples Center and bleed you out for going after the only thing that gives me life….
And when it is ALL over Datura?
You can go back to writing your little Twitter masterpieces and I’ll continue winning, being the best, defending MY family and MY legacy all in MY house the SCW. I can’t lose, I refuse to look at them afterwards or else that is like failing MY family, I wont do that to them, not after all we have been through, never!”
She brushes her hair back and looks intensely into the camera….
“I’m not going to “Meow you Bitch”, instead I will remind you how fast your little world and plan will come crashing down as Hellcat’s Roar and Flowers Wilt.….
When it all ends in a CATastrophe.”
Regan just stares at the camera, biting down on her jaw, eyes narrowing….
Ready for an all out war.
FADE TO BLACK
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Regan Street 