Spellbound Mar 17, 2018 17:12:13 GMT -5
Post by Alicia Lukas on Mar 17, 2018 17:12:13 GMT -5
Her voice was bit a whisper. Held down under her breathe but still loud enough for the listener to hear. Her ruby red lips moving as they twisted into a small smirk dancing across her face as her almost perfect cheekbones twist. Alicia looks excited, happy and impressed with herself and everything that has transpired.
“The word is thrown around alot, even by myself. But some matches are that way. They live up to the hype. When you have two people who build their careers and you have two people who are viewed as some of the best the clash and the war that follows is intriguing. And honestly, is that not the crux of professional wrestling?. Sure sometimes we crave the drama of immature hatred and the social media fights and roasts. We like to find out who is sleeping with who and who is the “cutest couple” or who is the scandal of the week or month….”
“That was where I was once upon a time. A year ago while I won match after match and beat name after name in other company’s through the developmental system of one, through the other rosters. And no matter how much success I had it was never enough to eclipse my personal life. Who I was seeing, who I was dating, who I was sleeping with. There was a series of very public bust ups, very public arguments and everyone knew my business. Every judged my personal life while only seeing one side. But then I stopped, I looked at the mistakes and my life and I realised I needed to let what I did in the ring do the majority of the work. Sure I can cut all these promos that people look at the trawl through for soundbites and veiled “shots”. I can verbally browbeat people on social media like I have to most of my opponents here. But when it gets right down to it, my work in the ring has been looked at more…”
“And I needed that, I needed it to stay sane….”
“Suddenly my work and name meant something other than what people could laugh about when it came to my personal life. And then the talk started. Who they would love to see me in the ring with. Who they would like to see Alicia Lukas lock horns with. Now I won’t bore you with the details of other companies, alot of people know that and it’s not as relevant. Bar one. One match. See when I signed with LAW some people were happy, others, worried, some even angry….”
A chuckle, under her breath. Alicia seemed to shake her head as the word “angry” came from her lips. Her bright blue eyes focused ahead as her voice seemed to hide most of her upbringing, the distinct Georgian accent faded and held back.
“But some apparent “dream matches” have already happened. Kenzi Grey and I are friends. I respect Kenzi, I like Kenzi. Despite her ego and all the vultures surrounding her and hating the “Cool Kids” she and I always got along. And since she and I became friends everyone asked. What if?. What if she and I mixed it up?. What if two second generation stars got in that ring and tore it down?. Well Kenzi and I answered that question with a competition where neither of us held back. Neither of us gave quarter to the other even though we are friends. Kenzi hit me as hard as she would anybody. And that was true respect. When all was said and done I knew it could of gone either way but I was able to win….”
“Some called Maki and I a dream match since the powers that be in another company refused to book it, a running theme it seems. Then I came to Crystal Hilton. I gave her alot and I mean ALOT of crap. And again in other companies they refused to put us in the ring. But LAW didn’t get scared.”
“They didn’t just ignore the obvious need to face one another…”
“They put us in the ring. We went toe to toe and on that night, Crystal was better.”
“She gave me my first loss and as I have said time and time again losses are what you learn from. Losses make you stronger. And at LAW 78 I got another wish. I got to face Samantha Tolson. This one was different cause while LAW signed it and put us in the ring they had been beaten to the punch.I told the story, I told everyone how in Honor we faced and Sam was never the same.”
She leaned in closer her voice still calm and measured. Her hair down her sides framing her face.
“And low and behold the match was signed here in LAW for LAW 79. I was ready, I was on fire, I was excited because everyone had wanted Sam Tolson vs Alicia Lukas two. The wrestling world was begging for it. I hyped the match I talked shit, I got people invested. And when I looked at my opponent for help and a matched level of excitement I found...nothing. She was too busy hyping her wedding on Twitter...she was too busy talking all about that and while I suppose she could be forgiven for that since it was such a huge deal…”
“The fact she hyped matches for the other 70 companies she’s in left a bad taste in my mouth….”
“And then her big day came, she had her wedding and for some reason spent the entirety of it on her phone giving us all play by play’s on twitter. And when it came time for her to get in the ring with me and show us all how I was wrong, how everything I said about her being unfocused and uncaring and a flake and how she had changed and become less of a woman after our last match she...failed….she faltered...she got beaten. And then in front of the world while I stood shocked at how little fight the “great” Sam Tolson had in her….she took my victory away and said she owed me a real fight...shook my hand…”
“And walked out…”
“Now, before this match I had reached out to Sam, I had asked her if she wanted to postpone it and if she did I’ve be willing to, to go to Lucas and just say it….and she didn’t. She opted to keep the match and then after I beat her, basically offered up and excuse. Because that is all Sam Tolson is...a walking, talking...excuse…”
Her voice lowers further to a growl as she seems to stand up and puff out her chest. Her lips now curled into a frown.
“She’s had excuses for every loss, every company that has slighted her. And she had an excuse for that. And that pisses me off. That was another one of those dream matches and it didn’t live up to that hype and my effort in promoting and caring about the match was not matched by a woman who simply can’t be bothered to show proper respect when she has her ass kicked. Her wrestling career is secondary to her personal life and apparent modelling career...but that’s ok. Cause at LAW 79...I get the woman who broke Samantha Tolsons spirit….I gat the LAW world champion Gabby Camacho and this is one that I can honestly say is…”
“A dream match…”
Scene Two-I hate it…
5 Months Ago
“I know but we talked about this.” Michael stood at the door, his light brown travel bag sitting on the floor next to his feet. His arms crossed over his chest as a look of frustration passed over his eyes. His wavy brown hair moved as he shook his head slowly. Alicia sat on the steps, her arms leaning on her knees as she stared up at him, her bright pink lips pouting with a look of sadness in her bright blue eyes. She moved her hair from her face and cleared her throat not saying anything, her eyes darting away as Michael stepped forward.
He slowly dropped down in front of her, his hands lightly grabbing hers. “It’ll be two days, then I’ll be back.” His thumbs rubbed the back of her hands softly as he tried to calm her down. Alicia sighed and bit her lip as a relaxing feeling shot up her arms to her shoulders. Michael always knew how to calm her, he figured it out months ago as they had their first argument. Alicia looked down at her hands and cocked a small grin. “That’s cheating…” Michael laughed to himself, his boyish good looks and charm melting her. But then it hit again as she looked around behind him noticing the bag again.
“When you get back we’ll have maybe a day together, then I’ll have to go.” The sadness in her voice returned as Michael looked down with a sigh. He understood, he always did, but that didn’t make it any less painful or frustrating as Alicia went back to pouting. She had travelled the world, was self sufficient and had money. She had two young sons and a thriving career. And due to that Michael often forgot, she was still only 26. A young woman with frustrations and a heart that needed him. He looked down again and then turned reaching into the front of his bag.
“I had hoped to have it engraved, but I wanted to give this to you as an early christmas present, for the times we’re apart.” He held a black box in his hands, he smiled and slowly opened it showing a white gold locket, shaped like a book instead of the traditional love heart that Alicia never really liked. She had always said Michael was the happy ending to her story. He took that saying and kept it in mind for this. Her hands trembled as she picked it up studying it. “Michael I…”
“Open it…” She smiled and undid the small clasp, as she did she noticed on the left side there was text, a white background and large black lettering that spelt “Your Happy Ending” and on the other side the first picture they ever had together. In Hawaii. Michaels arm around her, a smile on her face. A real genuine smile. She’d forgotten about the picture, but seeing it now flooded back memories. The low points of her life. The lack of self worth and lack of love for her own life and personality. All the gifts Michael had given back to her.
Michael helped her up to her feet and turned her around putting the necklace around her neck clasping it. She turned back around and smiled placing her hand on it. “Thank you.” His arms wrapped around her pulling Alicia into a hug, his lips found her forehead and he sighed deeply. “We may be apart physically but I’m never away from you. I’m not going anywhere Alicia….I love you.” As he stepped back Alicia leaned up kissing his lips. “I love you to...your uber is here…” He smirked and gave her a small wink, he picked up his bag and backed away smiling one last time.
Scene Three-The Champion…
"It’s amazing to me how reading and listening to the comments you mad about Sam Tolson how similar we think about certain things….”
Alicia scoffs and folds her arms over her chest, in the same area as before, still in the same clothes. Her hair shining like gold.
“As I went into Rising Stars I had alot of momentum. I had alot behind me, the fans, management, everything really. Now for the longest time from someone like Sam and even others all over the wrestling world I have been told I don’t take losses well and for the most part that is true. I hate it. Sure I learn more from a loss and it helps me get better but at the same time as a competitor it just puts me in a bad mood. And why shouldn’t it?. I have been a champion almost everywhere I’ve gone and even if I haven’t I have come damn close before leaving to go other places.”
“But I have never left because of a loss…”
“At rising stars I lost to Crystal Hilton, I went home, I thought about it, I used it as motivation and the very next show I came back with fire in my heart ready to rock and roll. Now Gabby your last match and the title defense was against the woman I faced at LAW 78. But when Sam lost, when Sam realised you were better than her, she went home, planned her wedding, talked about the other companies she’s in and pretended LAW didn’t exist.”
Alicia pauses for a moment and raises her eyebrows with a sigh.
“I have a feeling this was a direct reaction to you beating her. And it amazes me how someone who is in so many places takes losses so bad and it even makes me laugh at alot of her insults towards you. See I know who you are Gabby, you are one of the reasons I signed an LAW contract and I hoped and prayed one day I’d get to go one on one against you. Title or not, to see how I rank in this company. I didn’t dare dream it would happen so soon, I had no idea I had climbed up high enough to share an LAW ring with you…”
“I heard the BS Sam said about how she’s an international multi company star and how you are just a star here like it was a bad thing…”
“But you and I both know that’s stupid, pedantic and more than arrogant. I have been a big deal at other places and still am but I said it to Sam last week, in LAW I was a nobody. In five matches I have climbed to a position to have a match with you, and I’m impressed with myself to say the least. Three of those five matches were against experienced LAW wrestlers and champions. Kenzi, Crystal and Sam, I’m 2 from 3 and I couldn’t be happier…”
“I can feel myself building and I can feel myself becoming more comfortable….”
“Now, I don’t see you being here as a negative and ruling LAW as a bad thing at all. You have been here almost four years and I can say without a shadow of a doubt you will be in the LAW Hall of fame. And you deserve it Gabby. I mean damn, a former Marquee champion, three time LAW champion, beaten the biggest names in the company. You’re a force of nature here. This is your domain and we all just kind of exist in it….”
“I think it’s safe to say, just in case you didn’t get it, that I respect you and your accomplishments…”
Alicia runs a hand through her hair and sighs.
“I said this was a dream match and I meant it. People outside LAW will love it, LAW fans will love it, but you know who else see’s this as a dream?. Me. While I was in Japan wrestling for nothing but the experience and building my legacy there, you were here impressing the competition. When I came back to the states and started my climb up the ranks, you were here, dominating. And as I put my pen to paper and signed my contract you were here, holding that LAW championship proving yourself to be the champion you are.”
“I’m excited, I’m hyped, I’m happy and honestly that’s all I ever wanted out of this business, this feeling. I’m not going to do what others have and say I’m going to beat you and there’s nothing you can do about it because the sad truth is...I don’t know if I can beat you. When it comes to matches like this against people like you the question is always there in my mind and maybe some people will see that as a weakness, the willingness to admit that I am going into a match with no clue if I can or will beat you…”
“But I see that as motivation. I get so excited when I face an opponent of your calibre and it makes me a better wrestler, it makes me drive harder, fight longer. It makes me put even more on the line and pushes me past that wall. And I don’t know how you feel Gabby, I really don’t. I’d hope that you see my respect as sincere and see me as someone who isn’t here to disrespect you or piss on your legacy. And I also hope you don’t overlook me, that you see me as a possible threat to that title someday and a future star in LAW…”
“On the 25th at the Fort Worth convention center in the grand state of Texas you and I will enter the ring together, we will go about beating the living hell out of one another. And I’ll have my answers to the questions. I’ll know where I am on the LAW pecking order, am I a threat?. Am I good?. Or am I lacking and nowhere near your league?...”
“You are the measuring stick of this company….and I look forward to finding out where I rank….”