Everyone Wants A Piece (Helena)

[Jenna "Baby" Slade]

Fabiola: Hola, Fabiola here...and my guest at this time is the new Pearl Champion, Jenna Slade!

"Promiscuous Girl" begins to play, and Jenna steps out from backstage with the Pearl Title over her shoulder. She struts confidently towards the ring where Fabiola awaits for this interview. Conspicuous by her absence is Jenna's partner Channelle, a point that Fabiola brings up right off the bat.

Fab: Um, Jenna...where's Channelle at? Normally you two are always together, right?

Mmm-Hmm. Don't know really...

Fab: So what of these rumors that she's a bit sour after watching you do on your first try what she couldn't do in two tries, winning the Pearl Title?

Um...let's not talk about that. Let's talk about some earlier statements by one Helena Troy. Helloooooo Helena...tell me...your favorite flavor of "haterade", honey? You must drink it by the gallon!

Fab: Well, she did in fact make a challenge to you for Ring Rage for that very title on your shoulder.

No, she didn't make a challenge...she tried to "herb" me, just like a typical little stuck-up, nose in the air snob would.

Fab: Did I just hear HER call someone else that?

You can talk about my experience as much as you want. The bottom line though is that it didn't take me very long at all to win my first piece of bling here in the XWA...and meanwhile, exactly how long have you been going back and forth with your "sister"?

The difference between you and me is that I beat one of the best competitors in women's wrestling today to win my first title, whereas you just got done LOSING to one. Don't give any of that "weak sauce" about you being stronger, faster or whatever, because I'm one thing that outdoes all of that Helena.

Smarter.

See, I've learned my lessons well from the "best player in the game today", and Robby taught me exactly how to play the game. Size, strength, speed, none of that matters when you're up against someone who uses the right strategy, and my strategy for Ring Rage will be really, really simple. Hit you hard enough to put you on your back and then go see how North Carolina likes to party!

Fab: So...you're accepting Helena's challenge?

Accepting? No, I'm telling her that if she thinks that she's the one who's dictating how this is going down, she obviously doesn't know who she's messing with!

You say you'll knock the house of cards down? Well, I say be careful you don't break your hand, because there's gonna be house of stone sitting behind it.

You say you want to see if I'm ready for your brand of pain? I say...what makes you think I'm supposed to be scared of that? You think I'm just some little girl who can be intimidated by threats? I'm a big girl, honey...and I can play rough just as well.

You say if I beat you, I earn my stripes. Ex-cuuuuuuuuse meeeeee...but just which one of us is the champion in this scenario? The point here is if you beat me, your earn yourself a title. I hope you weren't expecting for anyone to bow down to your awesomeness tonight, because that's just not happening. Besides, I think I've more than earned enough in my short, short time here in the X-Dub...so proving myself to the likes of you or anybody else isn't exactly one of my top priorities.

Now that we have all that out of the way Helena...you also said you wanted to meet me face to face tonight. Well, here's your chance. Come on down!

Grinning at her confidence, they wait for the new challenger's arrival.

[hel]

Helena emerges from the back with mic in hand. She steps out with of all things, a smile on her face. She walks down the ramp to ringside, quickly joining Fabiola and Jenna in the ring. She gives Jenna a sizing up and smirks before raising her mic to respond.

What makes me think that I'm going to dictate where this goes? Well...you said it yourself. And quite perfectly at that. You're nothing but wind-up doll. Robby Sylk or Channelle winds you up backstage, you come out to the ring and put on your little song and dance. Shake your little...or should I say NOT so little tush for all of the...a...prepubescent boys and over the hill men in the arena to have something to fap to in their bathrooms when they go home tonight. This...and I mean this...right here...right now...is the 1st time this whole year that you've ever stood out on your own. And why is that? Because that belt on your shoulder is giving you a way to obvious sense of accomplishment. Dare I even say, it's making you puff out your chest a little. Making you feel bigger then your britches actually are.

Helena begins pacing around the ring, eerily similar to the manner that her brother Pollox does.

You see my sweet, you seem to think that 6 months of being "coached" by a man who needed two of his flunkies to in essence jump the man who was three seconds away from taking the GrandSlam title from him makes you smarter then me? C'mon now. I know that you're pretty damn naive, but let's not add totally ignorant to that as well. But...unfortunately I'm afraid it's impossible not to call you ignorant. Because in one moment, you proved it just be opening those...pretty little lips of yours. Because if you actually knew anything outside of your high fashion, Dolce & Gabana world, you'd know what you were dealing with. You'd know WHO you were dealing with. You know that head to head against my dear sister, I've actually beat her...more times then she's beaten me. You'd know that to start my tenure here in XWA, I went head to head against a woman who would beat you...yes you...three times before you even blinked in Heather Fierhart. You'd know how in previous companies I've beaten the likes of former Diamond Champion Tanden Fearse countless times, and damn near ended the career on several occasions of former Onyx Champion Alundra Jade. If you were actually smarter then me, the moment my interview was posted, you would have hit the internet and tried to find out as much about me as you possibly could.

But...it's obvious you didn't...

And that's the reason why you're not good enough to hold that belt.

Helena grins evilly.

And it's also apparent that you're not to confidant that you can beat me period. I mean, who ever breaks out the "you have to beat me tonight before you can get a shot at my belt" line unless they're scared crapless of the fact that they're going to get exposed for being less of a wrestler then they actually are. Heaven's forbid you actually get...*gasp* Upstaged!!! *Heh* But if that's the game you want to play "champ"...and I use the word merely contextually seeing as you're in possession of the title, but hardly what I'd call a "champion", we'll play it that way. You can stand here and act high and mighty all and mighty with your little...emphasis on the little...accomplishments this year and talk down at me allllllllllllllllllllllll you want. In the end, it's going to be me...looking down on you...after I drop you on that pretty little head of yours.

The more I think about the circumstances of you holding that title, the more I find myself totally disappointed...

...in Amber Gianni.

Because it was her I was looking forward to facing. A woman with an actual wrestling pedigree. A student of Sarah Warfield, one of the most respected competitors to ever grace our sport. And instead...I get...you. A rookie who managed to get one win over a veteran in a title match, and now all of a sudden thinks she's the biggest thing to hit wrestling since the Kickpad. A rookie who needs to hide behind the old "beat me 1st" trick to stave off what she knows is inevitable. Me...beating you...for the Pearl Title at Ring Rage. All you've managed to prove to me tonight is the fact that not only don't you have the physical or mental tools needed to get the job done, you don't have much in the vein of heart either.

Helena lowers her mic, knowing full well that her words hit a nerve in Jenna that she'd almost instinctively act upon in her response.

[Jenna "Baby" Slade]

She rolls her eyes first, then Jenna steps up to Fabiola's mic once again and says...

And you've only proven that you've got too much wax in your ears, or voices in your head feeding you bad information. Helloooooooo...where did I say anything about you having to beat me tonight before I give you a shot at this belt? I don't need that kind of security cushion, honey. If you want to get embarrassed so badly though, we can have a tune up match tonight regardless, just so we know who we're dealing with. Even though I already know who I'm dealing with...just another old "gloryhound".

I could come out here and gloat about having the edge over one Amber Gianni now in both singles and Tag Team competition, or making The Sensationals look not-so-sensational, but I'm guilty of that new-school thinking where none of that flies, because they aren't you, and I'm sure as hell not Ashley, Heather, Tanden or whoever it is you wrestled for your first title 35 years ago.

She grins.

Who I am...is the reigning, defending XWA Pearl Champion. That might not matter much to you now, but we'll see how you feel about it after Ring Rage when I stay that way! What I said before is the age-old addage that it's not the champion's job to defend their belt as much as it's the challenger's job to win it, and I'm not going to be a one-hit wonder.

[hel]

Helena grins before raising her mic for another response.

35 years ago? That's cute. Almost as cute as your idea that you're actually a viable wrestler. No...almost as cute as the fact that you actually believe you're going to stay Pearl Champion. There's a term in the business I don't think your mentors have taught you about. "Transitional Champion". That's some poor shlub, whether it's an old timer on the way our or a new comer with some minor popularity that wins and or is given a title in between it being held by two credible competitors. I think even a California Blond like you can see where I'm headed with this. You see, Jenna. I've seen what you can do on your best night. And it doesn't match up to me on my worst. On your best night, you managed to beat a top tier wrestler who maybe slept on your actual ability. On my worst night, I beat the hell out of the best female wrestler on the planet, and lost by only a margin of 23 seconds. But...I've seen you on your worst night, too. Less we for get the Boot Camp match? I bet you did, chicks like you always block out the night you get totally embarrassed. What was it that Marisol beat you with? A Hurracanrana pin? You got beat with one of the most base wrestling moves there is. One of the 1st things they ever teach you is how to roll through a Hurracanrana. And you couldn't. And as result, lil' Ms. Mari is in her 2nd Diamond Conflict match in a row.

She grins her evil grin, then continues as the fans lightly boo her.

You don't impress me, Jenna. Not even in the slightest. Now, I know what's rolling around in that head of yours. "As if I care." But you should. At this stage of the game you should care what everyone thinks of you. These fans. The girls backstage. Even your "mentor" Channelle. I know women like her. I know how her mind thinks, because my mind thinks the same way. And I can bet that she's not impressed by you either. Of course she won't say this to your face. You're "BFFs" after all, right? But you got lucky against Gianni, and now your walking around as if you've revolutionized the sport. Channelle was tested when she won the Diamond Title last year. Baptized in fire. And for better or worse, she proved her worth. That's why SHE has the right to come out here and talk as much smack as she wants. She earned it.

You caught Amber Gianni napping in a title match, haven't even defended that title, and expect me, or anyone for that matter to take you seriously? You really are a rookie at this. A couple weeks ago, Chris Dynamite did the same thing to Romeo Davis. And what is he now? FORMER Pure Champion. And that's because he fell short in the very same area you fall short. The fact that you believe that winning a title makes you special. You winning the Pearl Title only proved that you have the knowledge to seize an opportunity when it arises. Whether you have the skill needed to retain it...that's debatable. And even by the off chance you do beat me tonight, that still doesn't prove a thing. Marisol beat my Black Diamond sister Bull Nagano in their 1st encounter. But...the Onyx Title still remains under our umbrella. It's not how you start, it's how you finish. And I think you maybe have fooled yourself into thinking you're a better finisher then you actually are.

She lowers her mic yet again.

[Jenna "Baby" Slade]

At that point, Jenna just took the mic away from Fabiola. She was starting to have enough...

You wanna know something, Helena? You keep on talking and talking about me being lucky, about how young and inexperienced I am, about who I am and what I do...I tell you this much honey...that won't be a problem after long, because I swear to God that I'm gonna end up growing old listening to you preach out here!

She huffs.

At this "stage of the game" there's only one thing that I care about. Myself. Let's get that perfectly clear so that you don't waste any more of your breathe or my time yakking about something that's not going to matter or happen now, two years from now or ever in your life, m'kay? Channelle and I do have a whole lot in common, because tonight and any night I'm going to do "whatever it takes" to keep myself ahead of the pack where it counts the most, and that sure as hell is what the critics or insiders say, or who stacks up "on paper".

So you can keep on talking about who you think is better, or about your illustrious pedigree or my lack thereof. The only thing that you've said tonight that does strike a chord is the fact that it is all about the finish. That's why this is a TUNE UP match. It doesn't hold any meaning aside from me seeing what you've got and you seeing what I've got, as opposed to standing here telling me what I've got as if you're all-knowing heiness Queen Helena of Troy who knows all and sees all. After tonight, I just might change your tune...probably not. You seem to be convinced that I can't hang in this ring. What-ever!!! You can take that "paper" of yours with all the scoutings and stats and other oodles of irrelevant information and wipe your ass with it. That's about all it's good for.

If my "BFF" proved herself last year amongst a bunch of prudes, goodies-goodies and haters like you, then consider tonight me following in her footsteps, and you have the honor of being the first lady who's toes I step on.

[hel]

Helena speaks her final retort.

Is that a little frustration I hear in your voice? What? Is the truth to bitter a pill to swallow? It's a usual rookie move to blow off when someone points out pretty much every flaw in your game. And that in essence is exactly what you're doing. Can't say it surprises me really. In the end, you'll either do one of two things. You'll either rise to the occasion and show the world what it would never expect, or you'll fall short of the goal line and show it exactly what it does. In any case, talking about it is a mute point. And I'm officially done talking. From here on, I let my actions speak for me. And if actions speak louder then words, then at Ring Rage...I give a speech that'll be heard around the world.

Helena drops her mic to the ring floor. With her trademark snicker, she backs up to the ropes. Turning around, she steps through them, drops down to the arena floor, and begins her ascent back up the ramp.