THE EVOLUTION OF A HELLCAT
PROLOGUE: THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM
After Making Things Right we had seen a change in the Hellcat but the most important one was the friendship rekindled once again between her and Selena Frost, two women that loved one another and had respect but somewhere along the way it was lost and they became hated rivals that took for a match at RTG XV last year to finish the feud and allow them both to finally move on. Both of them had their share of victories against one another which to Regan made her respect Selena even more and just a few months ago, the two ended up making mends and picked up where they left off…..
So, what happened to Selena especially after the match between Regan and Giovanni Aries went with Xander Valentine a few weeks ago interfering and costing Regan the match causing it to be thrown out. What happened though made things personal, first Xander attacked Selena’s bus with Deanna inside, Regan ran out there fast as she could to as she has gone after Xander the last few weeks not caring how big he is, being knocked down plenty of times and getting right back up. As she did that though her Platinum sister was thrown from the Scaffold, watching what was happening and took a nasty fall from her scaffold match. Regan was unaware of that and she tried her hardest to protect Deanna….
And in the process the reasoning behind Xander attacking Regan became more understandable, it was not just about Mr. D and the attack, it was also about the relationship between Xander and the Wonderland.
Breakdown
Minneapolis, MN.
After Breakdown went off the air and showed Giovanni Aries as the new United States Champion, Regan was still trying to get to Xander who the officials had separated the two. Xander was pulled back after he dropped the sledgehammer once Regan attacked him, with Artemis who continued to push the monster back, away from Regan as they were leaving, The Hellcat wasn’t going to stop, she continued to try and get to them when Mikaela came running out in jeans, a black halter top and boots. Regan was in her black and cheetah print wrestling attire, trying to get at Xander….
Mikaela: “You need to stop this now!”
Regan: “Fuck that, I am tired of this asshole always trying to hurt me or the people I love! I wish they would just let me at him!”
Mikaela: “It’s Selena!”
The minute Regan heard her name she stopped; her green eyes glanced over a very concerned Deanna who was just now slowly stepping out of the bus….
Regan: “What are you talking about?”
Mikaela: “The scaffold, Giovanni threw her off and she took a really bad landing.”
The shock and unknown feeling of the well-being to her friend took precedence, she turned to Deanna who looked frightened and didn’t know what to think, nodding to Regan so that she would drop everything and check on her wife. The Hellcat quickly rushed back inside; Mikaela turns to Deanna…
Deanna: “Is she…. Alright?”
Mikaela: “I don’t know. She took a bad fall into a crash pad at least, I need to go inside and stop Regan from doing something she will regret later, she’s not in the best frame of mind right now.”
Deanna: “Go… go… please.”
Mikaela: “I will let you know anything the minute I find out, I promise.”
Deanna: “Okay, thank you.”
Mikaela didn’t hesitate or waste anymore words, she quickly ran back inside to check on Regan and Selena Frost’s condition after she was thrown from the scaffold when the Tron came on showing Xander going after the tour bus. Once inside, the officials and EMT’s wouldn’t allow Regan near Selena, she tried her best to get to her but was pushed back by Kennedy Street who was there in jeans, a black halter top and ankle boots, her nails polished a matte pink and hair slicked back in a ponytail….
Kennedy: “Let them do their thing.”
Regan: “I want to see her!”
Regan glanced up at the scaffold, there sat Giovanni Aries with a smile on his face holding the United States Championship, the stare down continued between the two for a moment before Mikaela finally was able to grab Regan’s arm and pull her away with Kennedy. Selena was moving, the staff was checking on her, but no other personnel was allowed near her. Officials were trying to get control of the chaotic scene while fans cheered for Frost to get back up, they cheered for Regan, Kennedy and Mikaela, as some were filing out. Regan again turned and stared daggers into Aries as Kennedy pulled her backstage….
Thirty Minutes Later
Selena had been taken to a nearby hospital in Minneapolis. Deanna was already there for observation. Regan had showered up and changed, she was outside in the parking lot pacing, seemed like she was contemplating even going in to see her, something was bothering Regan, it weighed heavily on her mind. Mikaela watched her sister in jeans, wedge sandals and a long sleeve black halter top, her toenails polished a baby pink and long blonde hair hanging down…..
Mikaela: “What is wrong?”
Regan: “I am tired of going to hospitals. It seems like I am visiting someone I love every fucking week and I…. I…. damn it I shouldn’t have ran after him like that, I should have known that son of a bitch was working with Aries, I should have put one and one together a few weeks ago when we wrestled but no, I instead flubbed this and now my bestie is in the hospital after falling from a fucking scaffold. I can’t stand this, every single person I love? I fail. Happened with Datura, happened with Chris Cannon and Sienna Swann, it’s happening now with Gio and Xander. From my family, Kelcey, Selena, who’s next? YOU!?”
Mikaela: “You are overreacting.”
Regan: “Am I? You think that Selena in a hospital bed and that fucker prancing around with a title we both have so much honor and prestige for that he tried to destroy is overreacting?”
Mikaela: “Why do you twist my words around!? Why do you always seem to burden all the guilt!? Selena is a strong woman that knew what she was getting into, Regan! You cannot always protect everyone; you can’t save the world!”
The Hellcat says nothing, running her fingers through her hair instead, frustrated and feeling hurt about what happened. Even though she was able to go out there and help her friend’s wife, the fact remained, Selena was in a hospital, unconscious after taking a nasty fall….
Regan: “I don’t want to save the world Mikaela….”
Mikaela: “Then what is it? The last time you felt like this I watched Datura systematically destroy you in that ring. Whether you fought to the bitter end didn’t matter, she hurt you early and frequently, at times you looked lost and I had NEVER seen that before from you and frankly? It scared the shit out of me because I thought that woman was going to kill you!”
Regan: “She won’t again.”
Mikaela: “How do you know there will be an again, Regan!?”
Regan: “I’m not stupid, I read her cryptic tweets. Look, this is not about her right now, I will make up for that performance and the mistakes I made. I already showed since then that I will not go down to ANYONE and that includes that seven-foot piece of shit! Mr. D…. Selena….. anyone of my family? I can’t…..”
Mikaela: “Damn it, Regan, it is not your job to be everyone’s savior. That was what led you in trouble last time. Selena is tough, she wouldn’t want things any other way. Go see her, Kennedy and Peyton are already up there. Pacing back and forth in the parking lot isn’t going to solve anything, we fight another day.”
That’s not what Regan wanted to hear, instead she was all about finding those two and beating the ever-living hell out of both. Regan though seemed hesitant, scared to go into the hospital to see Selena….
Mikaela: “What is it?”
Regan: “Deanna is up there. She’ll be fine….”
Mikaela: “You’re not serious?”
Regan: “Let’s go.”
Mikaela: “Regan!? Why!?”
Regan: “I can’t look at her Mikaela. All I think about is her kids, all I can see is their faces looking at me and their mother up there hurt all due to the fact I failed her. That is my friend and we fought so many damn years that I can’t make up for that time lost and finally when we are back to being sisters, this happens. I fucking hate those bastards….. I fucking hate them…..”
Mikaela: “Look at me Regan.”
Regan: “I fucking ha….”
Mikaela: “LOOK at ME Regan!”
She quickly turns to face her sister….
Mikaela: “We are NOT doing this. I am NOT going to stand here and watch my sister who not only is my hero but the only woman that I have ever looked up to with pride, mope and feel sorry for herself. You did this already back in January and it got you NOWHERE!”
Regan: “Mikaela…..”
Mikaela: “Not this time! Now give me your fucking hand!”
Regan: “Mikaela, get in the car.”
Mikaela: “No! You can kick my ass all you want but I will NOT get in the car! Give me your goddamn hand!”
Regan: “Mikaela….”
Mikaela: “Give it to me!”
Regan’s eyes widen, both shocked and impressed with the assertiveness of her sister who has taken command of the situation and tried to reason with her older sister. Regan sighs and finally gives her hand to Mikaela, grabbing it and pulling her into the hospital….
A few minutes later, Regan and Mikaela walk up to the room. Peyton has her eyes closed, leaning back in a chair while Kennedy is on her phone…
Regan: “Anything?”
Peyton’s eyes shoot open….
Kennedy: “Nothing yet honey, we are waiting. Deanna is in there, maybe they will let you in.”
Regan: “I can wait out here and….”
Mikaela: “Go see her, we will be right here.”
Regan: “I don’t know if that is such a good idea and…..”
Mikaela just stares at her, Regan stops and shakes her head, heading over to the nurse’s desk where they escort her in….
Kennedy: “Am I missing something?”
Mikaela: “No… by the way, how’s are you, I saw you going all bitchy Kennie out there tonight.”
Kennedy simply smirks as Peyton and Mikaela both smiles. Meanwhile, Regan walks in, Deanna is sitting at the bed, Selena lies there with her eyes closed. The Hellcat places her hand on Deanna’s shoulder…
Regan: “I’m sorry…. I wasn’t there.”
Deanna: “She would kick you right now if Selena heard you say that. You were exactly where you needed to be.”
Regan: “She’s going to be okay.”
Deanna: “I know, we have been through so much for her not to be. Did you want to sit?”
Regan: “No, I’ll leave you two alone, if you need anything….”
Deanna: “I only need one thing from you.”
Regan: “Name it.”
Deanna: “Don’t blame yourself.”
Regan says nothing, instead she squeezes Deanna’s shoulder and starts to make her way out….
Deanna: “I have never seen her smile as much as I did the night you came over to our house before Retribution. That night, when we went to bed, she said to me, finally I have my sister back.”
Regan’s eyes start to tear up some, not turning around, instead clenching her fists, thinking about everything that has happened in the last six months, even looking down at her left hand, where her fingers were broken, and the ring finger sits….
Deanna: “I am sorry for everything that I ever said about you. I was wrong.”
Regan: “No…. you were right.”
Deanna: “If I was right, you wouldn’t have come out there and helped me tonight. If I was right, you wouldn’t be here.”
Regan: “Deanna….”
Deanna: “Yes, Regan?”
She turns to face Regan who also looks over her shoulder at the saddened yet strong Deanna….
Regan: “God as my witness, I will make them pay for this. That I promise you.”
Deanna nods and turns back to Selena, Regan wipes a few tears from her eyes and heads out the door, she walks up to Mikaela, Kennedy and Peyton….
Regan: “She’s out for the night. I’m going back to my hotel.”
Kennedy: “We are coming too then honey.”
They all walk out and go their separate ways, Mikaela and Regan walk side by side when the younger Street takes a hold of her older sister’s hand. Regan turns to glance at her….
Regan: “What is this for?”
Mikaela: “Because right now, it’s my turn to protect my sister.”
All Regan can do is smile before hugging Mikaela. This was not the way she thought her night was going to end, instead her best friend is in the hospital, the United States Championship is in the possession of the Wonderland…..
And the hatred for The Hellcat’s enemies intensifies….
And will NOT subside until she gets her revenge because no one else is getting hurt on Regan’s watch.
BOUNDARIES
Outside of the SCW, Regan had been dealing with her daughter, Jennifer and the relationship between her and the Beauty Factory. After trying to buy out her contract, Laura Steinbeck threw a few monkey wrenches in the plan of the Helms family that saw David ready to sell Ante Up Academy and his property that was given to him in Boston from an old dying friend, Trips. Regan didn’t want her husband to do that, she wanted to find a way to get Jennifer out without too much sacrifice though for the young Jennifer, she didn’t want her parents involved at all. It came to a point that Jennifer had moved out of the Helms home and purchased a loft in downtown, made it easier for her to work at The Beauty Factory. Regan wasn’t happy, Jennifer was avoiding her mother the last couple of weeks. She had responded to some texts, but she did not talk to her much which worried Regan. The Hellcat wanted to know where she was, first visited the Cannon household after drinking, finding Sienna sleeping in Kelcey’s old bed. That triggered Regan, looking for Christian, hoping he would tell her where Jennifer was. Then she had to deal with everything happening in the SCW, including some cryptic tweets by Datura suggesting her return could be imminent. After what happened to Selena after the fall she took, and Deanna being shaken up, Regan was not in the best of moods.
She wanted to talk to Jennifer, there was still hope that she could save her from the Factory even in her defiance, the fact was….
Was that ever going to happen.
Hermosa Beach, CA.
5.19.19
Regan waited patiently in her car, she knew that Chris Cannon and Sienna Swann were not in Hermosa beach as it seemed they were spending more time in her Hollywood Hills home. Wearing jeans, wedge sandals and a white halter top, her toenails polished a baby pink and long blonde hair hanging down, Regan’s green eyes watched through her sunglasses, kicking back in her Jeep with the top down waiting as Christian Cannon arrived at the house. The minute he was dropped off by the bus, she stepped out and called his name….
Regan: “Hey!”
Christian: “Is that my name now? Hey?”
Regan: “Don’t be a smart ass, no one likes a smart ass.”
Christian: Uh, Regan?”
Regan: “Yeah, that’s me.”
Christian: “I know it’s you, what are you doing here?”
Regan: “Funny, I was going to ask you the same question as you are never home and the last time I came over, your father was fucking my former best friend in my cousin’s old bed.”
Christian: “Was that really necessary?”
Regan: “It is when I need to get your fucking attention and you won’t return my calls or answer my text messages. Damn right I want your attention. Where’s Jennifer?”
Christian: “I…. Regan…..”
Regan: “Christian, kiddo I thought we were cool. All I want to know is that she is okay and living good. I have tried to go to her places of work and shit, I don’t want to go anywhere near the Beauty Factory but damn if I’m not tempted. I want to make sure that she’s okay, is that wrong to ask?”
He sighs and shakes his head….
Christian: “You’re right but you shouldn’t be here.”
Regan: “What other choice did you give me Christian? If nether of you are taking the time to at least give me updates? It’s a dangerous world out there and with everything going on with your dad, with the Beauty Factory and Jennifer, I have a right to worry about her.”
Christian: “You’re right. I needed to pick up a few things and then head back.”
Regan: “Where?”
Christian: “Jenni’s place.”
Her eyes widen….
Regan: “What do you mean, Jenni’s place?”
Christian: “She bought a loft in Burbank.”
Regan: “Excuse me?”
Christian: “She didn’t tell you……”
Regan: “Grab your shit.”
Christian: “You know I am still recovering from my injuries and all, I think that….”
Regan stares him down, Christian nods….
Christian: “Right…. I’m going to grab my shit.”
Regan: “Hurry the fuck up, kiddo.”
Christian: “…. I will.”
Regan: “NOW!”
After her small outburst, Christian had a little more pep to his step. He quickly made his way into the house as Regan waited, pacing, cursing under her lips. After about ten minutes, Christian walks out with a few things, Regan was already in the Jeep waiting for him to hop in. He places his things in the back and sits….
Christian: “Regan, I thought you knew, I’m sorry.”
Regan: “I get a text from her every two or three days saying “Mom, I’m fine, love you.” Not enough Christian. Take me to this Loft, I want to see my daughter.”
Christian: “Yes ma’am.”
Christian points the way, she puts the car in reverse and peels out of the driveway….
Thirty Minutes Later
Regan pulls into an underground garage, they park, they both hop out and go to an elevator, she doesn’t say a word, Christian looks rather nervous as the elevator opens, they walk down a small hallway until he unlocks the door, walking into a beautifully decorated loft. The money Jennifer is making obviously has paid off. Jennifer is in jean shorts and a red halter top, barefoot with her nails a glossy color, her long hair hangs down as she drinks a Coke and watches TV….
Jennifer: “Hey babe, did you pick up some straws.”
Regan: “He didn’t have a chance but let me reach into my pocket and … all out of straws.”
She quickly jumps off the couch, spitting the coke out of her mouth and turns to see Regan with a scowl on her face, eyes narrowed as Jennifer tries to clean up and compose herself….
Jennifer: “Mom!?”
Regan: “You felt like this was necessary huh? Go buy a lift without even consulting me, I could have helped you look for something and been a part of the process but instead you want to shut me out because your dad and I are trying to get you out of a contract the Beauty Factory are holding you hostage from?”
Jennifer: “No… it’s not like that.”
Regan: “I don’t know how big this loft is Christian, but maybe it’s best you let me have a moment with my daughter, please.”
Jennifer: “Whatever you have to say to him, you say it to me.”
Regan: “No, that would be rude.”
Christian: “Jenni, it’s okay. I’ll be in the bedroom.”
Regan: “Wait…. How many bedrooms do you have in this place?”
Jennifer: “Uh…..”
Regan: “One?”
Jennifer: “Damn it, mom, I am eighteen!”
Regan: “You are still my daughter! Christian!?”
Christian: “I was just leaving.”
Before another word was said, Christian high tails it out of the living room and into the bedroom, closing the door. Jennifer grabs some napkins and cleans up. Regan looks around at the very well decorated Loft which she must’ve bought in the last few weeks and quickly moved in….
Regan: “How long have you had this place?”
Jennifer: “A few weeks. I had it furnished practically overnight.”
Regan: “Why didn’t you tell me?”
Jennifer: “You wouldn’t have approved and instead tried to get me to move back in.”
Regan: “That’s a bad thing? Jay has been asking about his sister and you haven’t been around, Jennifer.”
Jennifer: “I was going to come over, I promise. I just have been so busy with EMERGE and the Beauty Factory, Laura has me doing a bunch of shoots, had the Met Gala, talking about going to Cannes but never did. It’s not like I did it on purpose, mom, I have been occupied.”
Regan: “So occupied that you couldn’t even call me or let me know what you were doing? Am I that bad of a mother? Am I that big of a fuck up that I can’t even have my own daughter share valuable information with me? Is this how far low I have gone Jennifer? Thanks.”
A disgusted Regan turns around and bee lines toward the door. Jennifer quickly reacts and runs after her; she blocks the door…
Regan: “Get out of my way, I have had too many fucked up days recently to put up with this shit. If you want to be Miss Independent, then go ahead but I’m hurt that you can’t even communicate with me after everything I have done for you and this relationship. I love you more than anything and to know that you rather live in secret and do shit behind my back instead of letting me be a part of your life fucking sucks. Get out of my way.”
Jennifer: “No, you have it ALL wrong!”
Regan: “Do I? Do I have it all wrong Jennifer? Something tells me that I don’t to be honest. You moved in with Christian, Jesus, you share the same bed now, living together I take it?”
Jennifer: “He’s staying with me until the storm blows over with his dad, Sienna and Kelcey. Mom, he needed an out, I gave it to him, one of the reasons I bought the place, I wanted him to stay somewhere he didn’t need to be around all that drama. I swear it’s the truth.”
Regan: “How kind. Did that also include why you have been ignoring me?”
Jennifer: “Mom, let me explain, please come back inside and we can talk, I don’t want you to leave mad like this, I love you, but I had my reasons and I hope you understand. I was going to call you and invite you and dad here, I promise, I was mustering the courage to do it. I didn’t know that you were going to be waiting for Christian there when he went back to the cannon’s residence.”
Regan pauses, she tries to read Jennifer….
Jennifer: “You’re doing that again.”
Regan: “What is that?”
Jennifer: “You are trying to read me, and I don’t like it, makes me feel uncomfortable. Can we just sit and talk, please?”
Regan: “Jennifer, you don’t even want me here.”
Jennifer: “I do but don’t you understand that the Beauty factory WILL hurt you and dad!? Why do you think I have distanced myself from everyone!? They don’t even know I have this place! I am trying to hard right now to keep the peace between my family and those that control my career right now. All Laura is going to do is make you and dad do something I know I’ll regret just to get me out of a contract that was my fault for signing. Can’t you understand that?”
Regan: “Yeah and it’s obvious you don’t understand that I will do whatever it takes to protect my family and if that means I have to fight the entire Beauty Factory to do so, I will. If it means that David and I need to make some sacrifices to make sure you are safe, then so be it. This is what you don’t get. David and I do NOT quit, we never have no matter the odds and the minute you learn to accept this, we can then come to some sort of understanding and maybe work something out. I can’t stand watching you with them Jennifer….”
Jennifer: “It’s a reality mom and right now we have to deal with it. You can’t always save me. You can’t always save everyone, you know.”
Regan eyes close for a moment, seems she had been hearing that term a lot and it was finally getting on her last nerve. The Hellcat took a deep breath and points to the door….
Jennifer: “What?”
Regan: “I am leaving.”
Jennifer: “What did I say?”
Regan: “I don’t want to save everyone, I want to save those that I love, I want to make sure that my daughter is not in an environment which can be detrimental to your growth, mental and physical well-being. Tell me that you feel comfortable around those people? Safe? Secure? That they have your best interest at heart. If you can truthfully tell me that to my face, then I will drop this and walk away from it and allow you to make whatever decisions you want, that is a promise.”
Jennifer: “Mom….”
Regan: “Look me in the eyes Jennifer and tell me that.”
Jennifer: “Mom… I…..”
The young Jennifer’s eyes start to tear up, that was all Regan needed to see, that was the message she wanted to send, make her understand that she was not in a good place and needed to allow the Hellcat and David to do whatever it was they could to get her out. Laura had played the game with the Helms family, they tried to sell and give up so much but Laura was too quick for them, she wasn’t about to allow her prized possession go on the account of a contract buyout when she would make triple the return in less than a year…..
It was almost a lost cost…
Regan: “All I am asking is that you look me straight in my eyes and tell me the truth, please at least do me that favor, tell me the truth.”
Jennifer: “You know the truth mom.”
Regan walks up to Jennifer and cups her face, leaning in, resting her forehead on her daughters….
Regan: “Then let me help you.”
Jennifer: “Mom, they will hurt you and if anything happened to you, I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself. I always wondered what would have happened if I hung out with Becca more, had I gone to visit her, called her every day, instead I didn’t and each time I think of everything I could have done different, it doesn’t mean anything, she’s dead. I know you’re tough and you can fight like no one else….. I also remember Datura….”
Regan’s eyes widen….
Jennifer: “…. And how you were after she beat you. I can’t see that again, I don’t ever want to see you in that state yet when I saw Selena fall from the scaffold, all I could think about was Making Things Right. Since then you have been unstoppable but when does it stop? When do we finally realize Regan Street, The Hellcat is just as human as anyone else? They will do whatever they can, and it has already started with Willow Wilkes.”
Regan: “What happened to me and Datura? Will NEVER happen again. I promise you that, I will NEVER allow that to happen again. This though? Is not about me, I can take care of myself but if I don’t do everything in my power to save you from this contract? Then I have not done my duty as your guardian and mother. Jennifer, I love you so much and if women like Willow want to play games? Fine, let them, I have dealt with the Ravyn’s and Rachel Foxx’s before, this is no different. I want to be a part of your life, don’t shut me out, please, don’t.”
Jennifer: “I don’t want to shut you out mom, I was trying to protect you, that’s it. I hated being away from you and dad, Jay and AJ. I didn’t know what else to do? Things are starting to get pretty intense with RTG season around the corner for everyone even us in EMERGE. I don’t want to jeopardize anything for you because I am stupid and can’t read a contract.”
The beautiful Regan shakes her head….
Regan: “No… no baby. You are not going to blame yourself for this, they took advantage of a young, eager gal who wanted to succeed, and they had all the right answers and all the right moves. All I am asking is that you promise me to keep me in the loop. I am happy you found a place, but I am also saddened as I miss you around the house, it’s lonely.”
Jennifer: “I’ll visit all the time, I promise. I think right now this is good, keeps them at bay, I don’t want any of them going over there, we both know what the Beauty Factory and especially Willow is capable of. Don’t see her mom, ignore her advances.”
The plea from Jennifer brought up some red flags for Regan, it was like her daughter was warning her through experience. That worried Regan, she didn’t want to pry and to even think that Willow somehow did anything to her daughter only started to anger her, she calmed herself some….
Regan: “Jennifer…. Is there something you are not telling me?”
Jennifer: “No mom, I have seen what she can do to other people and she doesn’t care. You have too much on your plate already, this is not another issue and headache you need.”
Regan: “Okay. I trust you.”
Jennifer: “Thank you.”
Regan: “I miss you, kiddo.”
Jennifer: “I miss you too, mom.”
The two share an embrace just as Christian walks out. He is relieved that both Regan and Jennifer were able to make up for what has been going on the last month or so. It has been tough on both of them, in the end though love did win out. Jennifer doesn’t understand though that Regan will do whatever it takes to protect her, she is still trying to get her out of that contract and with the reaction she gave the Hellcat at the mention of Willow’s name….
She now knows that it’s time she made her acquaintance.
For now though, holding her daughter in arms, was a feeling she needed again.
EPILOGUE: DESPERATE MEASURES
There was a lot on the mind of Regan Street, things didn’t seem to be going very easy for her when it came to SCW. Taking Hold of the Flame was a few weeks ahead, she had a Trios Contract in her pocket, ready in case. There was also Xander Valentine who was sure to be in the Flame. Regan always did well in the match, over forty-five minutes the last time out. This time she planned to win it all and go head to head with either Syren or Sienna Swann. That was out of the radar though, other things started to creep on her. She felt guilty about what happened to Selena, she felt the relationship between her, and Jennifer were starting to show cracks even though their last visit while intense did come up somewhat positive. Kelcey was another issue, she was ready to give birth at any time which had the family ready to be there for her. Finally David and the situation with the Beauty Factory, she knew that he wasn’t going to give up so easily and with Jason, his brother offering to help, Regan had swept it under the rug, she didn’t want him to get involved and yet it seemed like he was not going to take defeat lying down.
After seeing Jennifer, she had received a text from willow Wilkes, the woman who was looking over her daughter in EMERGE, the champion and someone who obviously had ulterior motives with Regan who wanted nothing to do with her. For Regan, it was more meeting up with her to make a stand, could be a trap or just her poor attempt to goad Regan in, either way she didn’t have time for her games.
Laurel Canyon, CA.
Later That Day
Regan came home, David was in the garage working on one of his muscle cars. She walked up to him, he looked over and saw her sandaled feet and knew it was his wife. She squatted down and took off her sunglasses, after the conversation she had with Jennifer, she wasn’t exactly in a very cheerful mood thinking of the danger her daughter was in, the Willow text just added more…..
David: “Hey, what’s up? You look upset.”
Regan: “Did you know that Jennifer bought a loft in Burbank?”
David: “Uh…. “
Regan: “Goddamn it, David, why didn’t you tell me!? I knew the minute I saw that place it had your blueprint written all over it. The furniture, the area, there was no way she was going to get that place without a co-signer no matter how much money she makes.”
David: “I wanted to do something for her as things haven’t been easy. We had planned on telling you over dinner in a few days. I wasn’t trying to cause a rift or make you angry, Regan. She needed help and she was trying to protect us at the same time. I wanted her to get some feel for responsibility, she is a big time model and wrestler, she needs to start experiencing things on her own.”
Regan: “She’s eighteen, David: “
He rolls out and starts to get on his feet, Regan folds her arm and tilts her head, clearly annoyed and upset at the fact she was not in the fold. She didn’t want to say anything to Jennifer and make things worse than what they were already. David stands in front of her, he can see just how pissed Regan is….
David: “I was trying to protect our daughter. She came to me for help, I can see her side of things and while I figure out how I am getting her out of that contract….”
Regan: “…. WE. How WE are going to get her out of the contract.”
David: “Yes, you see her concerns though?”
Regan: “Yeah, I know. I don’t want to put her in a peculiar situation again, God only knows I have already made things worse with the attacks on Laura. You heard her though. She wasn’t letting her out of anything. We can’t sell Ante Up or Trips places in Boston.”
David: “Gives us some.”
Regan: “Not enough.”
David: “There is also….”
Regan: “Don’t say it. I am not going to be indebted to your brother.”
David: “He means well, Regan.”
Regan: “Awesome babe, I know he does. He and I are starting to talk again, I think we might actually start having some sort of relationship but right now us lending money from him is NOT in the cards. We need to figure out another way, this is not anyone else’s problem.”
David: “why are you so stubborn at times?”
Regan: “I am trying to protect my daughter. Maybe there is another way.”
David: “Another way?”
Regan: “Yeah, one that may not cost us any money.”
David takes a second to grab the cold beer sitting by the tool kit, he takes a sip and hands it to Regan who also takes a swig….
David: “I’m listening.”
Regan: “I can’t say right now, what I am going to do is ask you to trust me.”
David: “I always trust you but if we are going to do this together, I need to be in the loop.”
Regan sighs and leans against the car, looking away, deep in thought. David can see that she is about to do something that he knows Regan may regret and could be a huge sacrifice on her part…
David: “Regan?”
Regan: “What if Sienna doesn’t beat Syren at Taking Hold of the Flame?”
David: “Regan….. NO.”
Regan: “Damn it, David, it’s an option and a small price to pay for our daughter’s freedom.”
David: “Regan….. NO. You have worked too damn hard for that. We went to the finals TWICE, it took you five tries all going to the finals to get that Trios Contract just for you to throw it away.”
Regan: “Laura would bite.”
David: “Laura would finagle her way out of giving up that contract.”
Regan: “You and I know better than anyone, being in the Main Event of Rise to Greatness is the pinnacle of ANYONE’S career. I have never been there; sure I was in the co-main event almost every year but never closing out THE show. I’m not going to do anything stupid, it’s a thought. Chances are she may win and if that happens all of this is a moot point because one on one? I know Sienna can beat her.”
David: “Then let’s hope she does. I need to shower and run a few errands, sushi tonight?”
Regan: “Yeah sure, I need to step out for like an hour, I will be back later, need me to pick up Jay?”
David: “Nah, he’s at Kat’s today, we can go to dinner, grab him on the way home.”
Regan: “Sounds like a plan babe. Listen, seriously, don’t leave me out in the dark like that again, I have a right to know what is going on with my kids. I have been through enough shit recently to worry about them, the business isn’t what it was once. Too many crazy motherfuckers out there for my comfort level. Most of them are in the SCW.”
David nods his head and hugs Regan….
David: “I’m sorry, I thought I was doing the right thing and protecting her. She didn’t want you to worry.”
Regan: “Too late for that.”
David: “I know that. I promise, I will keep you in the loop. Go run your errands, I will meet up with you in a couple of hours?”
Regan: “Sounds good.”
David: “I love you babe.”
Regan: “I love you too.”
They share a kiss before letting go. Regan grabbed her things and went out to the Jeep, she was contemplating not even going to this but in many ways, she wanted to keep her options open, one way or another, Regan was going to find a way to get Jennifer out of the Beauty Factory….
Twenty Minutes Later
Santa Monica Pier
Regan slowly walked up the pier to the small café at the end. There she saw a woman sitting with a black summer dress and thong sandals, her nails with a clear coating and long brunette hair wavy, hanging down, she had two glasses of wine already on the table and envelope with Regan’s name on it. The Hellcat turns and reached for the chair, she sat in front of the Green-Eyed Devil known as Willow Wilkes who brandished a smile like a starstruck fan….
Willow: “You don’t understand how long I have waited for this moment; you are more beautiful in person. I know we have seen each other in passing but never like this. Honestly, I didn’t think you were coming.”
Regan: “I wasn’t going to come but I decided to show up in person to let you know that I am not interested in your little sexcapades and whatever obsession you have with me or Jennifer.”
Willow: “Jennifer? Oh no…. no no no…. you must be mistaken, I have never had anything for Jennifer, she is hands off, Jason and I would never mess with her, matter of fact, I promised to look after your daughter and have done a great job so far I would like to believe at least.”
Regan: “When I say your name around her, she gets uncomfortable. I know how dangerous you are Wilkes; I think you also know just how dangerous I am.”
Willow smiles and sips her wine….
Willow: “I do, I think this is the reason I have butterflies right now, it excites me, but I reassure you, I have done nothing to your daughter. She needed me once and I was there. The reason I wanted to meet you is a simple one, I can help you Regan.”
This time Regan lets out a chuckle, sitting back and crossing her legs, folding her arms and tilting her head….
Regan: “Please, let me hear this one.”
Willow: “We both want something out of this, and it is not beyond the realm of you maybe doing whatever it takes to save Jenni from the Factory. I have always been a firm believer of scratch my back and I will scratch yours. We can help each other.”
Regan: “Helping each other is one thing, fucking each other is another. I didn’t come here to make deals even though I always like to keep all my options open for anything, you just never know though when it comes to you, I figured it was something I am not willing to do. I don’t live your lifestyle, I am not into open relationships, I am a woman that loves her family.”
Willow: “That’s why I admire you, the catch. It’s like I casted my line out and hooked a huge Marlin, now I have to try and reel it in.”
Regan: “First off, I’m not a fish, second, you are not reeling me in.”
The dangerous Wilkes smirks and sips her wine, glancing over at the untouched glass by Regan’s hand….
Willow: “I’m going to be honest with you, I feel as though I need to be transparent. I’m not always out here in Los Angeles. Tomorrow night the Beauty Factory has the unveiling of the new Model initiative, plus size models, even some that are not so pretty…..”
Regan: “A publicity stunt.”
Willow: “Such little faith you have on your former best friend.”
Regan: “No, I just see through all the bullshit and the truth. That’s nice, I guess. Let me make something perfectly clear, the only reason I came here was because I wanted to tell you in person that if you ever hurt Jennifer, you will answer to me. If there is any decency in your body and you really do have this thing for me? Then help my daughter get out of this and show me good faith.”
Wilkes bites the bottom of her lips and smiles, she then nods….
Willow: “Good faith? What an interesting proposition. You are the Hellcat, one of the most polarizing figures in all of wrestling, a woman that takes what she wants when she wants to. I admire this, hence why I wanted to meet my hero in person. I’ll tell you what, I will make sure that no one harms Jennifer. Then? I will try and convince Laura to let her go and in return? You meet me for dinner and give me ONE night, just the two of us.”
Regan stares her down, narrowing her eyes….
Regan: “I’m not making any deals about anything until you show me that I can trust you.”
Willow: “You can trust me. I left you a gift, I hope you use it wisely. I can tell that it will do you some good. I’m not your enemy, though many may think I am this evil woman, it’s not true. I’m just very eccentric and knows what she wants hence why it turns a lot of people off. We both have a horse in the race, Regan. The only thing we need to watch now is who’s willing to finish first?”
Regan: “Fine, we are done.”
Willow: “Wait…. That’s it? Come on Regan, at least have a drink with me?”
Regan: “Sure fuck it, why not, right?”
Willow: “Exactly!”
Regan grabs the glass of wine, her and Willow toast, she goes to bring the rim of the glass to her lips but stops, she then hangs the glass over the barricade to the ocean and spills the wine out. Willow turns and looks at Regan who smirks and places the empty glass on the table, she then stands up takes the envelope as Willow sighs….
Regan: “I know your forte. I will never drink anything you give me, I’m not that stupid. Tread wisely Willow because the last thing you want is me as your enemy. Oh, and thanks for the gift.”
Willow doesn’t say another word, Regan walks off leaving Willow sitting there alone at the table, she cracks a smile watching the gorgeous Regan walk away, disappointed she didn’t take a drink of her wine, there was a surprise she left in it but Regan was just too smart and posed a bigger challenge than Wilkes believed. Regan doesn’t turn around, instead she grabs the envelope and rips it open to see a certificate for a Spa Day, she just chuckles and keeps walking away….
Knowing that the first of many seeds within the Beauty Factory were planted. Regan was going to win this war, no matter what measures she needed to take….
Even if they were extreme.
SCENE FADES
BLACK ICE?
The Scene Opens….
The National Gallery of Canada, located in the capital city of Ottawa, Ontario, is Canada’s premier art gallery. The Gallery is now housed in a glass and granite building on Sussex Drive with a notable view of the Canadian Parliament buildings on Parliament Hill. The building was designed by Moshe Safdie and opened in 1988. The Gallery’s former director, Jean Sutherland Boggs, was chosen especially by Prime Minister Pierre Trudeau to oversee construction of the national gallery and museums. Marc Mayer was named the museum’s director, succeeding Pierre Théberge, on 19 January 2009. The museum features Canadian, Native and Inuit art, American and European painting, sculpture, prints and drawings, modern and contemporary art and photographs. The largest work in the Gallery is the entire interior of the Rideau Street Chapel which formed part of the Convent of Our Lady Sacred Heart, The interior decorations of the Rideau Street Chapel were designed by Georges Couillon in 1887. After the convent was demolished in 1972, the chapel was dismantled, stored and reconstructed within the gallery as a work of art in 1988.
Outside under the Spider statue stands “The Hellcat” Regan Street along with her sister, Mikaela. Regan has been battling Xander Valentine lately after he attacked Mr. and then her weeks later during her match with Giovanni Aries…
After the latest Breakdown, it looks like Xander maybe working with Giovanni Aries and that explains why he interfered in the match a few weeks back. After the fall Selena Frost took and the damage to her bus thanks to them, Regan is NOT happy. She now has to defend her Championship against “Black Ice” Konrad Raab who has been going in and out of his persona for quite some time and while Regan can appreciate an edgier side to Raab, what she sees now is again another mental collapse of his psyche, one that she was never that big of a fan to begin with and now she just wants to beat the hell out of Raab to get out some of this penned up frustration. Wearing jeans and red converse, a red hooded jacket with her blonde hair hanging down, nails polished a glossy coating and sunglasses, with Mikaela wearing a windbreaker, jeans, white sneakers and a ball cap, her nails also with a glossy coating stands behind Regan as she nods for the recording to begin….
REC:
Regan takes a second to speak, she holds the Adrenaline Championship over her shoulder. Glancing over at Mikaela, it is clear that she is still upset about what happened to Selena Frost at the last Breakdown. Mikaela whispers something in her ear, Regan nods, brushing her hair back and speaking in her sexy yet direct voice….
“I didn’t think I would be standing under some large spider talking about my next opponent and everything that has been going on lately in this company. Somehow, I feel it’s fitting, trapped under this guise, wondering if there is no end in sight. It’s not a giant lizard, might as well be after Breakdown and watching what happened unfold. I’m getting really sick and tired of this shit. This is a nice city and with Taking Hold of the Flame in a little over a week on my thirtieth birthday of all days, I must prepare myself for the biggest challenge of my career….
Making sure that things are fixed in this company and the wrestlers who earned and deserve the right to main event RTG are there, including me. There are times in my existence when my own feelings and emotions betray me. I try to live a good life with my family, yes, I have been guilty of crossing the barriers of personal and professional, almost ruining everything I worked for and feel like I could lose in a second if not careful. Giovanni Aries said something a few weeks back on Twitter that I solve all issues through violence, I’m a very simple-minded person who focuses more on the physical, revenge driven, always trying to get the last laugh…
Yes, that has always been my weakness.
I’m never going to make my upbringing an excuse or use it as a crutch to explain my actions. I’m passionate about what I do, who I am and where I am going week after week in this profession, life and ultimately, death. Chris Cannon and Kelcey Wallace are a stark reminder, things can end quickly and without notice, so fast that like quicksand once you start sinking and struggle to get out, it continues to pull under until you’re submerged. I don’t want that to happen to David and I. This business and the people who I call family, friends and associates that support me will do just that yet it’s hard to control what happens outside the confines of my own spectrum, take the situation with Datura for example.
Aries is right….
I am violent driven; desperately trying to stop kicking the door down and knocking first but some people make it so hard like him. Others like Xander Valentine NEED to pay for what they have done, those actions have consequences and there is no way that ANY of us ae going to allow that man to get away with what he did to Mr. D. Some call me a sellout, they say I bent over to rules, the reform of what SCW stands for even after all the wars I had with the boss. In Mexico City I came to fight Giovanni Aries, I also came to win, and I didn’t, thanks to Xander getting the match thrown out. There were times I always found me on the other side of this delusional trip within myself, acting so irrational to the rules, not listening to the people that cared for me….
It took me to hurt those that I did at one time respect and love to finally understand that unlike Giovanni Aries, I am not going to conform, fall into a trap of lies that he feeds himself and those that do not agree are suddenly enemies, lizards to a kingdom that DOES NOT EXIST. I never sold out to anything in my life….
I bought in to a belief I had when I first came to the SCW and somewhere along the way I allowed my hatred and rage for so many others dictate the decisions and actions becoming more than just a “Hellcat”….
I became one of the most hated bitches in this company.
Well Giovanni?
Xander?
Even Black Ice?
I’ll give you something to really hate me for.”
Regan takes a second to allow her emotions to get back in check. What happened earlier in the week to Selena Frost lies heavy on her mind. That doesn’t include everything she has gone through with Jennifer and The Beauty Factory. The hellcat though is ready to defend her Adrenaline Championship against Konrad Raab and whether it is Black Ice that shows up or Raab himself, Regan doesn’t care, she is ready to kick his ass either way. She turns back and continues to speak as Mikaela looks on….
“There will always be a division in this company that separates extremists from wrestlers, those that come to work, step in the ring and do their business, win matches, titles, stips, whatever. This is what we ARE paid to do. Then there are those like Xander Valentine, Giovanni Aries and Datura. They use this as a vessel to send some message, play with the system, fuck with others and then pat themselves on the back for a job well done.
What is the ONE common denominator in those three names?
ME.
I don’t think I need to tell anyone what I have accomplished here, who I have beaten and what matches I’ve competed in win or lose. My name is synonymous with the SCW and while I stumbled a few times, walked away defeated when I know I’m better than that, I find myself once again doing one action I never intended to, it fell on my lap not by choice or chance, by common ground. I am one of those that have come to the defense of this promotion and the sport. Do not mistake me for a company woman, I will never be that. What I will be though?
Is a wrestler.
No one here can tell me how to play the game. Whether they be of the cerebral kind or not, the fact remains, I fight for everything that I believe in whether it be right or wrong, you can agree or disagree, we are all entitled to our own opinions. Giovanni Aries is a cancer and now the match between he and I, why Xander Valentine interfered is all clear now. Giovanni isn’t a stupid man, crazy sure but he knows what needs to be done to manipulate the rules so that what he says seems truth and everyone else is falsehoods. All this bullshit about Mr. D, being a lizard is stupid. What Xander did was beat up the guy who gave him a chance to live up to his billing and he failed. Mr. D did the same thing to me and I didn’t fail.
I am not disguising anything I have ever done in this company or trying to sweep it under the rug, that would simply be asinine and that’s not me. What did happen this past week on Breakdown though? Now this was made personal when my sister in arms and best friend was dropped from a scaffold, when her wife is in the bus waiting for her return, a mother of three and is assaulted while minding her own business….
NOW YOU CROSSED THE FUCKING LINE.
I don’t care how many times I get knocked down, I will continue to get back up until I am done, and NO ONE has yet to finish me in this goddamn business! Not Datura, not Xander, not Giovanni, not Dark Fantasy, NO ONE as I will be the one who determines that. Watching Selena fight her ass off week after week defending that title proudly with no mercy is inspiring, to see it now in the hands of that idiot makes me sick and if you think I’m going to idly stand by and let it happen?
WRONG.
I look at the belt that hangs over my shoulder and think of the brawl and the war I went through to get it. Months after months from the first time Xander attacked me back in January when I was ready to pin Ravyn then until the day we beat the shit out of one another in an empty arena match, it is indicative of what it represents and suddenly, “Black Ice” or Konrad Raab or whatever the shit he wants to call himself these days thinks he’s just going to waltz right in and take it? Here is a man that started off the year strong, he warrants a match, I’m sure the minute Sasha picked him out of the crowd, anyone including him wants a shot at the Adrenaline Championship, right? At what cost? He wants to throw some weight around and piss off Glory Braddock? Entertain Damian Angel who has ties Giovanni Aries?
I’m going to make an example out of you Konrad…..
And shove that mask up your ass.”
Her green eyes narrow, The Hellcat is in a mood and now is determined to make quite a lot of people pay for what has happened to her best friend and how things have been shaping up. Taking Hold of the Flame is here, then it is Rise to Greatness season, suddenly things are starting to flesh themselves out. Still in the back of her mind were the cryptic tweets by Datura on Twitter. The actions of Xander Valentine, what Giovanni Aries did to the United States Championship and Selena. Now Raab stands in her way, a man who is no stranger to Regan. She looks up and speaks….
“Konrad? Ice? Mr. Black? These days I don’t even know what the fuck to call you man. Whatever happened to that kind old dude with fifty kids who used to lock himself up in a bedroom and not eat for weeks after losses? Whatever happened to your bitch wife who used to call football players, pussies on Twitter and not shutting up about it? There was a time when you were actually entertaining and I will even go as far to our last match when we were fighting and after I beat you, the Network came out and attacked us, we fought them off side by side and for the first time I actually had an ounce of respect for you. Thing is Konrad, you are a great wrestler, you have a heart bigger than this stupid spider I am hanging out under. Your “never give up” attitude is always a breath of a fresh air. Problem is these days your air smells like shit…..
Because suddenly masks need to be put on to be transformed into a badass.
What is the matter with you man?
Seriously Konrad, you have everything going for you, even were a TV Champion, had a nice little streak working, always give it your best no matter what and yet you piss the bed when push comes to shove? Look at me for a second and tell me what mask am I wearing? Look straight in my eyes and do you see me trying to hide my anger? My rage? My angst? Look at what those assholes have done to me and my friends lately, have I lost my mind? Thing is Konrad there are times when I can relate to you. Those moments when you think all is lost and the last thing to turn to is the one part of your soul that somehow finds a way to convince you that it is okay to do whatever it takes to get what you want, right?
Hurt others, the little devil and angel whispering in your ears? The problem here lies within you.
Do you know why you were a mask and call yourself Black Ice?
You’re ashamed of that persona. You don’t want people to see your true face and realize that Konrad Raab is an asshole instead of the person you want everyone to see you as. For years these people have judged me, and I never cared, I still did my thing. They will either love or hate you and right now all you are doing is making enemies out of friends, is that what you want, Konrad? I turned my back on every single person I loved and respected, never glaring back and for years I paid the price all due to success. I needed the killer instinct but once it came Konrad, it never left. Regan Street isn’t a Hellcat because I transform into one, Regan Street is a Hellcat because I AM one. This is who I will always be standing right in front of you, I don’t need any fancy monikers or nicknames, I don’t need some niche, a mask or some cool gimmick. Whatever legitimizes or accredits you Konrad, more power to you player but truth be told?
All you are doing is tarnishing your legacy.
This right now is an excuse to break a few rules and then defect the blame on your neurotic tendencies instead of just taking all responsibility for yourself. There is nothing wrong acting out of anger if it is controlled. Right now, it’s not. Seriously Raab, I want the guy who wanted to fight me in a Hardcore match, and I threw through three tables. I want the guy who punched me in the face and didn’t think twice about it. I want the guy who steps in the ring no matter the odds and gives his all win or lose, that is the Konrad Raab most of us know….
Not the coloring book, crybaby that starves himself and wears a mask named after some designer street drug. See, what you pose right now Konrad, mask or not, whatever name you want to call yourself these days? Is a THREAT to my Adrenaline title that I went through the ringer to get. I don’t know if you pay much attention to what is going on outside of your little world, I happen to know Glory Braddock, we won the Trios Contract together and saw the cluster fuck that happened last Breakdown. You are making a series of huge mistakes and the latest was signing on the dotted line to face me.There is always pressure to win, succeed at all costs, this business is about what have you done for me lately and maybe you are starting to figure it out, realizing that in order to survive, there needs to be an evolution of sorts, or it could be some mechanism to deal with failures and those cracks are starting to show, I was there too. That still doesn’t excuse it.
Let me fill you in on a little something Konrad….
My friend went down defending a title that she held up to the standards for the SCW and dropped from a scaffold and isn’t even cleared to wrestle. She like many others are the heart and soul of this company and at one point I used to think you could be one too if you weren’t such a fucking wallflower!”
Now Regan begins to pace, Mikaela can see that she is starting to get angry and maybe what Regan needs is this match with Raab to release some of it before she steps into the ring with 39 other wrestlers in hopes to get her hands on Xander Valentine which is still a strong possibility at Breakdown. Even with what Giovanni Aries did, Regan is ready to do whatever it takes to send her message. She looks back at the camera and speaks….
“This Adrenaline Title right now means everything to me for one reason, see I am waiting on a certain someone to come back and try to finish off what she started when I decided to choke her out and she packed her shit up running. Until then, I dedicated myself to beat all challengers and I plan to walk into Rise To Greatness with this title in tow. I don’t care what your dreams and aspirations are Konrad, whether you have some sort of weird hero worship for me or not, the fact is every single one of us has a Waterloo and I am yours. I’m in a pissed off mood, I need to release some of this tension, and there is nothing better than to kick the hell out of a man that wants to throw his weight around and then cowers when people call him out on his BS!
Make up your mind Raab, what is it going to be? I’ll be frank with you, bro. Put on the mask, if it makes you have some sort of false courage and negates any consequence or responsibility you have toward the safety of others, then do it. If it makes a fighter out of Konrad Raab, do it! If it means you won’t think twice about picking up that chair and slamming in on my back, then DO IT!
Seriously, become BLACK ICE, Konrad! Hell, become an Ice Color you want! Bring your worst so I don’t feel bad when I bring mine and wipe the mats with your German ass! Bring the fight, you want this title? Then you are going to have to go to limits and places that you’re fucking scared of man! You will have to pry it out of my dead hands! This is a test because you see, I’m the same Hellcat every single week no matter who I face and to see what has happened to one great champion and the farce the World Title is becoming? I will make sure that ONE title remains true to this business and it’s the one I am wearing, and you will have absolutely NO hope in hell of winning it!
I wanted to be a professional about this, but they are not going to let me do so. So Xander? Gio? And anyone else that is watching this, even you Datura in whatever sewer you’re hanging out at these days?
Pay close attention….
For I am sick and tired of watching the sport I love become a three ring circus so I will start with the masked clown and make my way down the line until every single one of you PAY for what you did to Selena, Mr. D, Dean Black, my family and anyone that has ever been hurt by you assholes.
And then?
Black Ice?
Your night ends in a CATastrophe.”
She stares into the camera; her green eyes narrow some before biting down on her jaw and speaking softly almost trembling in anger….
“ROAR, BITCH ROAR.”
Regan steps back and holds the Adrenaline Championship up high as Mikaela smirks and brushes her hair back seeing her sister ready…..
To take on not just the wonderland….
The whole world.
FADE TO BLACK
/REC
Regan Street 