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Ever since August 1st, I've played out that match in my mind a million times. Every time I question what I could've done different, what I could've done better. I went into that night feeling better then I had ever felt before, and I still ended up on my back. I think about the amount of matches I had that weekend. I think about everything that was at stake. And I realize that if I had really wanted to win that night, I shouldn't have volunteered to do as much as I did. Only one of my four matches really had any long term importance to my career, or so I thought at the time. The first was on July 29th, a House Show for RWA, that almost no one attended in the middle of nowhere in North Carolina. The second of the week end came that night, the first round of the Lethal Lottery Tournament, for a company I didn't even technically work for yet, SFT. Then on August, 1st, I started off with the tag team battle royal, which everyone told me not to take part in.
And the last, was a match for a spot in the Devil's Dance. A match for the RWA World Title. People thought I was nuts. And maybe I was. I wonder if I lost that match against Lucretia Black, because of everything I was trying to do. At first, it was the worst thing that had happened to me. I saw my first chance at superstardom leave me as quickly as I had gotten it. And no one, including myself thought I had any chance of winning the Lethal Lottery. But now, in retrospect, I'm glad the way things turned out. I ended up going all the way through the Lethal Lottery, and find myself now, headlining a SFT Pay-per-view, in only my fifth match with the company.
The scene opens at CCWA&ICE. Nathan Gust's training facility in Brooklyn, New York. Sara Pettis is arriving, to meet with her former trainers, and class mates. The first to see her is Dan Lloyd, who smiles and waves her in. She walks over to where Dan is shouting instructions too two rookies sparring in the ring. One is Rampage, who has just been release from his RWA contract, dispite only having had one match. The other is new and she has never seen before. Dan tells them to stop when Sara walks over. Dispite the August heat, Sara is wearing a long, tan overcoat. She hugs Dan, as the other two rookies walk over to the ropes up in the ring.
"Oye vae Sara, it's hot as bloody hell, why are you wearing that coat?" Dan asks her. Sara leans in real close to Dan and whispers something in his ear. Dan's eyes get wide, "Well hell, if you're gonna show it off, show it off!" Dan says with a smile.
Sara smiles back at him, and turns him so that her back is facing the two rookies in the ring. At this point they notice Sara isn't wearing her typical hip hugger jeans, and their eyes get wide too. Sara unties the waist on the coat, and waits a second, before throwing it open in a way that only Dan can see. Dan's eyes get wide at the sight before him, and he gets flustered before Sara closes the coat, laughing.
"Wow! Sara, I don't know what to say! Wow." Dan says with a smile.
Sara turns around towards Rampage and the other rookie, and asks them in a sensual voice, "How about you guys? You want to see it too?"
The two wrestling students look at each other, and nods their heads. Sara, smiles and suddenly throws the jacket open again...
"Here it is boys...this is what it's all about!"
The two rookie's look of excitement suddenly turns to slight disappointment when they realize Sara is fully clothed under the coat. She's wearing a throwback Jackie Robinson Brooklyn Dodgers Jersey, and a pair of denium shorts, along with her custom made SFT World Title. The belt is white gold plated, with blue jewels, and a pink strap.
Sara sees their faces and smiles at them before saying, "Aww...whats the matter guys, expecting something else?" followed by an innocent chuckle.
Dan walks up behind Sara and throws his arm around her, "Sara, I'd like to introduce you too someone, you know Rampage already..."
"Yea, I'm sorry to hear about your deal with RWA Rammy, maybe they'll give you another chance soon." Sara says to her classmate, who just huffs and turns away from the SFT Champion.
"Well, this is my son Jack...Jack, this is one of our star students, and the daughter of one of the greatest performers in the history of this business, Sara Pettis." Dan says, introducing the other rookie as he climbs out of the ring.
"Yea, I remember her, not sure if you remember me though. We meet a long time ago when we were both real little." Jack says shaking Sara's hand.
"Yea, I remember you too, I always wondered what happened to you though, I never saw you but the once." Sara says as they break the hand shake.
Jack starts to respond, but Dan beats him too it, "Yea, he ended up with his growing up with his his mum back in Sheffield. This is actually the first time he's lived with me since he was but a wee tyke."
"Yea, I called Dad a few months ago, asking if I could come back stateside after I finished going to University. Mum was against it, but he said he didn't care, so here I am." Jack tells Sara.
"Thats great, so whats your plan?" Sara asks.
"Right now, just training." Jack tells Sara.
"Yea, we just started his training. He hasn't had any until he got here...a couple days ago. Maybe in a few months, or less, depending on how the lad does in his training, he might end up in RWA, or SFT. Mostly though we're just taking some time to catch up on things we missed the past few years since we last saw each other." Dan follows it with.
"Thats awesome guys. I hope things really work out for you both," Sara says looking at the father and son team, "I really just wanted to stop by and say hey, and too show you the belt Dan...and thank you for everything you've done for me." Sara tells Dan, "Nice to see you too, Jack. I hope to see you again soon."
"Yea, same to you Sara." Jack says, "Good luck against Lucretia this weekend."
So now the question is begging to be asked, what do I do now? What can I do now that I've accomplished the ultimate goal I set out for my self, at 18 years, 3 months, and 19 days old. A World Champion, and the youngest ever in SFT history, an honor I took from my tag partner.
So whats next for me? I don't know, defending the title now I guess. In a week, I find myself once again standing across from someone I've has the honor of losing too, not even a month ago. I lost the RWA T.V. Title, my first ever championship to Lucretia Black, and since, I've been in nothing short of losing funk in RWA.
But this isn't RWA. And this isn't the RWA T.V. Title. In SFT I stand, undefeated. And on the fast lane to becoming one of the greatest this federation has ever known. I mean, my career is just beginning, and I'm already at the pinnacle that many never see. So what is in the future? Lord knows, but the past is over, and I'm done living in it.
This is my time now Lucretia. Enough talking about my past, my mother, and growing up. Cause I know thats what you think I am, a relic of the past just here to remind everyone about what once was. My legacy has begun, and it's time for my story to be told.
I'm going to hold onto this title for as long as I can. Too much of me has gone into it too lose it a week after winning it. Lucretia, you've gotten the best of me before, but not now. I won't let you. You've had your chance. I wasn't even going to enter the Lethal Lottery, until you decided to step away from it. I was brought in as a field filler, and I won the whole thing despite it. Had you stayed in, you'd be holding this belt right now.
So you had your shot, and you let it go. I've worked to hard for this to let it go away so quickly. I don't care what happens in that ring. You will NOT be leaving the PPV with this belt. I have fallen too you once, not again. I won't let you!
This title is everything I have ever wanted, and I'm not going to go down as being a week long World Champion. I'm not going the way of Ray Cross, carried through the Lottery, pulling it out in the final round, and losing in their first title defense a week later. I'm not like him. This title is better then that. To lose in my first defense will not only cheapen me, but everything this belt stands for, and everything this company stands for. Lucretia, if I was you, I'd just go ahead, and focus on your RWA Universal Title match at Treson, cause you're not getting this World Title at the PPV.
It's fitting the name of the show is "Legends Rise, Legends Fall". I know you like to think of yourself as legend around this circle. Hell, you are a legend. No one will ever deny that. Anyone who ever would try to would only end up with their foot in their mouth. But I do hope that when my career is over, people will consider me a legend. And right now, I am on the rise.
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