Leaving L.A.W Feb 21, 2018 7:27:49 GMT -5 via mobile
Post by Maki on Feb 21, 2018 7:27:49 GMT -5
That is how Maki felt these past few weeks in LAW despite her valiant performances against two of the best in the world in Alicia Lukas and Kenzi Grey. She had decided to cancel her contract and move on, move away from L.A.W. She had spoken to Lucas and he had told her if she really wanted out she would have to have one more match as way of a swansong. It was unfortunate as she felt she could really do something special here as did Lucas but in the end it was best for both parties if she moved on. Sometimes you work somewhere and it doesn’t fit despite your obvious talent and the talents in the federation. Not everything works out the way you expect and this had been a poor run but maybe in the future she would return as she did like the banter and there were some seriously talented women here but she knew in her heart that in this precise moment this was not the place for her.
Life is hectic, you bounce from one match to the next, one country to the next, one company to the next making friends and enemies along the way but what do you get out of this nomadic existence? Maybe you acquire a shiny title belt, maybe you acquire wins, maybe you suffer defeats but mainly you just travel around for someone else’s amusement to entertain the crowds like the slave cum gladiators would do for Roman society.
She had the most disappointing time of her career here and maybe it is just a coincidence but with her long contracts elsewhere she felt that this was the right step and that she would treasure the fights with Kenzi and Alicia and hoped somewhere in her future she would lock up with Sam Tolson, Crystal Hilton and Roxy Cotton as these were matches she wanted badly but not enough to keep her here. It had not been an overnight decision or based on her losses but that it wasn’t the right fit for her or the company and she hoped they all knew that.
Melissa Aki was working out in a gym, kickboxing against her coach, Max, who was gloved and taking the rapid fire thrusts. She wasn’t happy and was slamming her feet as hard as she could.
“Melissa! Let’s take a break,” Max smiled. He started to take off the gloves as she kept kicking.
“No. Stop, Melissa.”
“I don’t want to. I want to keep kicking until my foot breaks.”
“We all need a rest every now and then. We have been at this for three hours now.”
She glared at him, turned on her heels and noticed the bag hanging from the ceiling and proceeded to kick the life out of it. Max towelled the sweat off his own face and slid next to the kick bag.
“Why are you so moody, Melissa?”
“None of your business. You are paid to coach me on my strikes not on my moods.”
“Well if coaching is what you want then I can tell you if you keep striking with the side of your foot you will break your toes. Use the flat of your foot and push into it.”
She sighed, slowly dropping her foot to the mat. Full of annoyance, attitude and feeling like she wasn’t the fighter she thought she was. She was no longer the one that people expected to be champion, she was now the underdog that everyone expected to defeat. This had hit her ego hard but the only way through adversity is to rise up and fight for what you want.
She hissed, “I do know that. Alright?”
“Okay Mel. Tell me what’s wrong and before you get all snarky the mental aspect of training is just as important as the physical.”
“Fine.” She was not amused but felt his desire to want to help, ” I set myself up to win. I always do. Yet, when it comes down to it I lose. I mean who takes Alicia to the limit and I mean pushes her that close and then gets a kick off match against three losers?”
“You’re leaving, right?”
“Yes because despite it all I was never considered a rising star in LAW which is obvious when you see how I am booked on my last show. They call the pay per view ‘rising stars’ yet one of their true stars, recognized around the world, the global entity that is Maki and yet here I am curtain jerking. Guess that’s what happens when you hand in your notice.”
She looked to the floor the doubt flooding back into her psyche. Max was staring intently at her. This continued for a few seconds before he broke the silence.
“Not everything in life goes as we want or wish. You can both fight against it and try to see if things improve or you can walk away and get peace of mind. You chose the latter. Mel, you have nothing to be ashamed of. “
“I let myself down and I am ashamed of that fact. I lost myself in my own egocentric illusions of grandeur. Yet still I feel that I deserve better than facing these morons on my last match.”
“Maybe you should have spoken to the booking department or creative? “ He tried to placate her but when she was like this it was impossible to get through to her.
“Look can you tell me what this Sylvanas bitch, Bonnie McNobody or Eff off Rodgers has done to get a match with someone like me? I will lay down for whatever bitch I have to. In the end I want to concentrate on what matters and that is elsewhere. Now are you going to train me some more or are you just gonna stare at me like some teenage boy with a stiffy?”
He sighed, held onto the bag and allowed her to kick lumps out of it, knowing that she was let down by her own mind more than her body but what can you do when your client has her mind set on destruction.