Post by Brooke Hernandez on May 16, 2023 23:01:23 GMT -5
I hit the heavy bag with all my might. The bag swung like a pendulum attempting to hypnotize an unsuspecting victim. It was me. I was the victim. With each punch I became more and more lost in the moment. Beating Moonlight Rose just wasn't enough for me. I wanted more, no, I craved more. I craved for all eyes to be on me. It wasn't enough to win the title, I had to do what Moonlight Rose was unable to do. I had to defend it. Recently, in Thunder Pro Wrestling I had turned on my Dream Weavers teammate. Many had asked why I did it. Why did I break up the Dream Weavers? It's simple. I was being held back. There was one person who has seen it before me. Someone who simply knew what was best for me when it came to friends and partners. One person who always had my back. My trainer, Marisol Vilaro. Sure, within the walls lf OCW I had Synn as well but she had her own things to worry about, namely Easton Alexander. Marisol watched as I kept hitting the bag. She motivated me with each punch as she called for me to stop. I wiped the sweat from my brow, that had beaded up like a pearl necklace accenting my perfectly trimmed eye brows. I smiled as I sipped my water slowly. The silence was broken as Marisol spoke in her normal cocky tone. "What did I tell you, Brooke? You needed some edge and you have found it. SYNN started it. Scottie leaving you continued it. You molded it. You allowed your true self to take control and look what it has brought you."
Marisol grabbed my Paradigm Title and handed it to me. She smirked as I felt the title send a sort of power like every time I touched it. It was like tiny particles of electricity pulsing through my veins. I smirked evilly as I spoke a bit. "Yeah. Junko was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. She was in my spotlight. She reminds me a lot of Shinjiro Yamamoto actually. He is trying to jump into everything he can. Shinjiro is someone who is just good enough just like Junko. Once the novelty of having an Asian wrestling star on your roster wears off they are just another wrestler for Brooke Blakely to snuff out. I am on an absolute tear and it is getting me noticed. Tamika knows that I am ratings so she put me in a match with Moonlight Rose. She knew I could make Moonlight a star more than Easton Alexander ever could. That is why I am in this match with Shinjiro Yamamoto. I am going to make him a star as well."
I changed my focus from Marisol to the camera behind me. The paparazzi in the gym thought they were hidden but they stood out like a husky kid in Abercrombie and Fitch. I laughed as I rolled my eyes. "I see you there. Don't be shy. Come closer. Listen. I know you want my thoughts on stepping into the ring with someone like Shinjiro Yamamoto. I am sure this is the part where everyone expects me to be a bitch and just run him down. Honestly facing him is a step up from facing Moonlight Rose. A small step, but a step all the same. I was a broken woman two weeks ago. I was in a downward spiral in life and then I started working harder and proving myself. Am I bitch? It probably appears that way but I am simply someone who worked hard to get where they are. Is there anything wrong with being proud of that? Of being proud of what I have overcome in life and in my profession? I was taught at a young age to always take pride in what you do. Pride is something people like Shinjiro take for granted. In Asia wrestling is a tradition. In America it is entertainment. I bust my ass week in and week out to be the best and people like Shinjiro Yamamoto and Junko Souma come in and make a mockery of this business. Shinjiro, you have all the makings of a star but you need to realize that what we do, what I do in that ringz far surpasses anything you have ever stepped in the ring with and that includes the likes of Easton Alexander."
I went back to jabbing the heavy bag. I could feel my mind going back to that dark place. Back to the place I fought so hard to get out of. Mentally I felt myself regressing. "Not now, Brooke. Not now." I told myself as I fought back tears of pain. Marisol had me stop as she looked at me. "Brooke, what's eating at you? I can tell you have something on your mind. Spill it."
I shook my head side to side in disagreement. I didn't need to go back to that dark place. I messed up taking Synn to Macgregor. I didn't need my mind relapsing like a junkie trying to get clean but still using Suboxone. I needed to completely stay clean of mind. I stopped hitting the bag and began to walk off. I could hear Marisol screaming for me to come back. She ran toward me but it was too late I was already out the door and heading home.
The streets were busy as people were looking for any reason to stay out of the house. The weather was nice. I, on the other hand, was trying to get home. My anxiety and nervousness were high. I needed to breathe and forget training for a bit. I walked in the door of my ranch style home as I sat my keys on the counter. I had a seat on the couch and just began crying hysterically. It was all too much. This is a side of me I didn't allow anyone to see. Not since Scottie. My emotions were all over the place. I hadn't even been taking my medicine because what is there to live for?
And then… darkness both within me and on the outside. It seemed lately that's all ive known. I smirked as I spoke in a more clear and concise manner. "You're too nice for this business, Brooke. Quit while you are ahead Brooke. All I have heard since January is how sweet and nice I am. No more. Never again. Shinjiro Yamamoto is stepping into the ring with me at the wrong time while I am in the wrong frame of mind. Shinjiro you are a dragon with a heart of gold. Your first mistake is wanting to step in the ring with me as I am born again. I am reinventing myself and no one is ready for the hell I am about to unleash. All my daddy issues and girlfriend issues and tag partner issues and you have found yourself in the crosshairs of it all. You are a sitting duck for the bitch with the sniper rifle. You are fresh for the picking and I will make sure you know that not only did you lose the match of your OCW career but you have been in a God damn war. I have lost every one I care about save for Synn and you are just another victim in my eyes. You are not an issue, you are a nuisance. You are more like a mosquito than a pit bull. My title is the light leading you to your demise at the hands of the bug zapper. Come to light little bug and then ZAP!!! Just like that it is all over and you're laying on your bag twitching and convulsing wondering why it had to happen to you. When you and I both won at Wheel of Misfortune your fate was brought about. Now, as we head to Access Denied 2, ask yourself this. Where do I go in life once Brooke Blakely puts me in my place. Once she beats me like the dog I am, where do I go? Shinjiro the answer is totally up to you. Admit that I am better and take your defeat at my hands as a lesson learned. You do that and I may spare you. You don't do as I say and I end your pathetic career and, if I so will it, I end your very existence.
Is this what you want, Shinjiro? Do you want to step into the ring with me when I am absolutely one of the hottest acts in OCW both physically and in my career? I am one of the youngest champions in all of wrestling and I didn't get there by mistake, oh no. I got there through fighting. I got there through perseverance. I got there because it is my destiny to be there, to be on top of the world while the walls cave in around those on the lower tiers.
The old Brooke would have said things like it's an honor to be in the ring with someone like the Golden Dragon. The new Brooke knows that the honor is all yours. This is the closest you're going to get to being the Paradigm Champion. This is the closest you are going to get to being in an all time classic. This is the closest you're going to get to greatness. Shinjiro, at Access Denied your fifteen minutes of fame are up. When I beat you you will have no choice but to bow to me and the greatness I bring to OCW and the Paradigm Title. Prestige is back and it is a five foot two inch blonde named Brooke Blakely."
I blew a kiss at the camera as the feed ended.
I had said every word that needed to be said. Most people in this business, and even in this company say mean words to come off as more confident than they truly are. I know this because I used to be one of them that did. My words now were simple truths being brought to light. My words weren't to strike fear in my opponents but rather were used to accent the fear that was already there. My fear was that someone wouldn't heed my words and I'd actually have to end them. Was Shinjiro smarter than Moonlight Rose? We shall see if he shows his face at Access Denied. If he were a smart man, he'd not even show up. My guess is, he is too dumb to realize I was giving him an out and he would come to Access Denied only to get my size six boot shoved up his ass. The words "Pay Attention Class" appeared on the screen as we came to a full stop. An ending befitting a prologue to the tragedy that is the rise and fall of the golden dragon.
Marisol grabbed my Paradigm Title and handed it to me. She smirked as I felt the title send a sort of power like every time I touched it. It was like tiny particles of electricity pulsing through my veins. I smirked evilly as I spoke a bit. "Yeah. Junko was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. She was in my spotlight. She reminds me a lot of Shinjiro Yamamoto actually. He is trying to jump into everything he can. Shinjiro is someone who is just good enough just like Junko. Once the novelty of having an Asian wrestling star on your roster wears off they are just another wrestler for Brooke Blakely to snuff out. I am on an absolute tear and it is getting me noticed. Tamika knows that I am ratings so she put me in a match with Moonlight Rose. She knew I could make Moonlight a star more than Easton Alexander ever could. That is why I am in this match with Shinjiro Yamamoto. I am going to make him a star as well."
I changed my focus from Marisol to the camera behind me. The paparazzi in the gym thought they were hidden but they stood out like a husky kid in Abercrombie and Fitch. I laughed as I rolled my eyes. "I see you there. Don't be shy. Come closer. Listen. I know you want my thoughts on stepping into the ring with someone like Shinjiro Yamamoto. I am sure this is the part where everyone expects me to be a bitch and just run him down. Honestly facing him is a step up from facing Moonlight Rose. A small step, but a step all the same. I was a broken woman two weeks ago. I was in a downward spiral in life and then I started working harder and proving myself. Am I bitch? It probably appears that way but I am simply someone who worked hard to get where they are. Is there anything wrong with being proud of that? Of being proud of what I have overcome in life and in my profession? I was taught at a young age to always take pride in what you do. Pride is something people like Shinjiro take for granted. In Asia wrestling is a tradition. In America it is entertainment. I bust my ass week in and week out to be the best and people like Shinjiro Yamamoto and Junko Souma come in and make a mockery of this business. Shinjiro, you have all the makings of a star but you need to realize that what we do, what I do in that ringz far surpasses anything you have ever stepped in the ring with and that includes the likes of Easton Alexander."
I went back to jabbing the heavy bag. I could feel my mind going back to that dark place. Back to the place I fought so hard to get out of. Mentally I felt myself regressing. "Not now, Brooke. Not now." I told myself as I fought back tears of pain. Marisol had me stop as she looked at me. "Brooke, what's eating at you? I can tell you have something on your mind. Spill it."
I shook my head side to side in disagreement. I didn't need to go back to that dark place. I messed up taking Synn to Macgregor. I didn't need my mind relapsing like a junkie trying to get clean but still using Suboxone. I needed to completely stay clean of mind. I stopped hitting the bag and began to walk off. I could hear Marisol screaming for me to come back. She ran toward me but it was too late I was already out the door and heading home.
The streets were busy as people were looking for any reason to stay out of the house. The weather was nice. I, on the other hand, was trying to get home. My anxiety and nervousness were high. I needed to breathe and forget training for a bit. I walked in the door of my ranch style home as I sat my keys on the counter. I had a seat on the couch and just began crying hysterically. It was all too much. This is a side of me I didn't allow anyone to see. Not since Scottie. My emotions were all over the place. I hadn't even been taking my medicine because what is there to live for?
And then… darkness both within me and on the outside. It seemed lately that's all ive known. I smirked as I spoke in a more clear and concise manner. "You're too nice for this business, Brooke. Quit while you are ahead Brooke. All I have heard since January is how sweet and nice I am. No more. Never again. Shinjiro Yamamoto is stepping into the ring with me at the wrong time while I am in the wrong frame of mind. Shinjiro you are a dragon with a heart of gold. Your first mistake is wanting to step in the ring with me as I am born again. I am reinventing myself and no one is ready for the hell I am about to unleash. All my daddy issues and girlfriend issues and tag partner issues and you have found yourself in the crosshairs of it all. You are a sitting duck for the bitch with the sniper rifle. You are fresh for the picking and I will make sure you know that not only did you lose the match of your OCW career but you have been in a God damn war. I have lost every one I care about save for Synn and you are just another victim in my eyes. You are not an issue, you are a nuisance. You are more like a mosquito than a pit bull. My title is the light leading you to your demise at the hands of the bug zapper. Come to light little bug and then ZAP!!! Just like that it is all over and you're laying on your bag twitching and convulsing wondering why it had to happen to you. When you and I both won at Wheel of Misfortune your fate was brought about. Now, as we head to Access Denied 2, ask yourself this. Where do I go in life once Brooke Blakely puts me in my place. Once she beats me like the dog I am, where do I go? Shinjiro the answer is totally up to you. Admit that I am better and take your defeat at my hands as a lesson learned. You do that and I may spare you. You don't do as I say and I end your pathetic career and, if I so will it, I end your very existence.
Is this what you want, Shinjiro? Do you want to step into the ring with me when I am absolutely one of the hottest acts in OCW both physically and in my career? I am one of the youngest champions in all of wrestling and I didn't get there by mistake, oh no. I got there through fighting. I got there through perseverance. I got there because it is my destiny to be there, to be on top of the world while the walls cave in around those on the lower tiers.
The old Brooke would have said things like it's an honor to be in the ring with someone like the Golden Dragon. The new Brooke knows that the honor is all yours. This is the closest you're going to get to being the Paradigm Champion. This is the closest you are going to get to being in an all time classic. This is the closest you're going to get to greatness. Shinjiro, at Access Denied your fifteen minutes of fame are up. When I beat you you will have no choice but to bow to me and the greatness I bring to OCW and the Paradigm Title. Prestige is back and it is a five foot two inch blonde named Brooke Blakely."
I blew a kiss at the camera as the feed ended.
I had said every word that needed to be said. Most people in this business, and even in this company say mean words to come off as more confident than they truly are. I know this because I used to be one of them that did. My words now were simple truths being brought to light. My words weren't to strike fear in my opponents but rather were used to accent the fear that was already there. My fear was that someone wouldn't heed my words and I'd actually have to end them. Was Shinjiro smarter than Moonlight Rose? We shall see if he shows his face at Access Denied. If he were a smart man, he'd not even show up. My guess is, he is too dumb to realize I was giving him an out and he would come to Access Denied only to get my size six boot shoved up his ass. The words "Pay Attention Class" appeared on the screen as we came to a full stop. An ending befitting a prologue to the tragedy that is the rise and fall of the golden dragon.
