vs. Kirsta Lewis & Jackie Daniels

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Off Camera

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“How rude!”

That huffing and puffing, rather agitated female is none other than Aubrianna Powers, youngest of the Powers Family Wrestling dynasty and the newest signing to the newly rejuvenated Motor City Wrestling.  Her brothers are Steve and Derek Powers, who began wrestling before she did.  Steve Powers, in fact, is a two time world champion and helped build a wrestling company from the ground up.  Wrestling is most certainly running through her veins.  You’d expect someone with that kind of a pedigree and background to respect the history and tradition of a company like Motor City Wrestling.

You’d be wrong.  All three Powers siblings have an arrogant streak but Aubrianna, perhaps more so than both of her brothers combined, has the largest of the egos.  To her MCW is just another place, another company for the Powers to conquer.

Her tag team partner and ally, Melanie McBride, shares some of those very same sentiments regarding Motor City Wrestling.  Melanie understands the history and reputation of MCW but, at the same time, she also understands that only those who look to the future will survive.  And Melanie, who firmly believes in a philosophy of evolution, will only look towards the future.  She doesn’t give a damn about the past.  The past is irrelevant, the present and future are what matters most to Melanie McBride.

Melanie walks side by side with Aubrianna down the hall, shortly after Purgatory has come to its conclusion.

“That was uncalled for!” Aubrianna complains. “Those idiot Simmonds boys were rude.  Do they not know how to treat people who are clearly superior to them?!”

Melanie chuckles. “It will be ok, Aubrianna, they clearly do not understand their place in the new world order that we are going to establish.  It is up to us to set them straight.”

“Damn right!” Aubrianna slaps Melanie on the back. “You know, that’s what I like about you.  Unlike my idiot brothers, you don’t goof off.  You’re not going to flirt around with the other sex in hope of getting some action.  You’re focused on the task at hand.”

Melanie McBride, the raven haired beauty, nods her head. “Of course.  After all, what is the point of having any goal whatsoever if you are just going to squander your opportunity to achieve it?”

She shakes her head. “No, I do not squander my opportunities, Aubrianna.  I take full advantage of them, just as I took full advantage of the opportunity you presented to me by offering this alliance.  I do believe we will prove to be a dominant force.”

“Well duh!” Aubrianna exclaims. “That’s obvious!   In fact, all we need is just one shot…”

She holds up one finger “…as soon as that Jacobs idiot gives us one tag team title shot, we’ll beat those Simmonds fools silly and become the new champions.”

Melanie watches her new friend and tag team partner speak with such arrogance and cockiness, but underneath that thin layer is a hint of intensity.  It is that intensity that brought Melanie close to Aubrianna.  She senses that they are kindred spirits.

“Aubrianna, if I may be so bold, you mentioned your brothers…”

“Oh yeah, them,” Aubrianna rolls her eyes “what about them?”

“You don’t appear to have a good relationship with them.  Would that be correct?”

Aubrianna shakes her head. “Oh no, I’m cool with Steve and Derek, it’s just that they can act like little children sometimes.  But me…”

The blonde strongly pounds her chest “…I’m deadly serious about what I do in that ring.  I’m not playing around with my career and I don’t give two shits about what these old-hag losers say about paying your dues.  I’m too damn talented and too damn sexy to have to pay any fucking dues.  I will jump ahead of the line and take whatever the hell I want.  And I refuse to waste my time playing games or trying to enjoy myself.”

Melanie smirks. “Success is what you enjoy then?”

“Exactly,” Aubrianna says, also sensing that she has a kindred spirit here in Melanie “I will only enjoy myself when I am winning.”

“Well then, let’s make sure we both succeed at the expense of the rest of these fools in Motor City Wrestling.”

Aubrianna nods her head. “Yes, let’s…”

The pair continue their walk down the hall, heading towards the parking lot area.  They will leave now, but they are prepared to make their mark.  Their first match as a tag team is coming up.   They face the legendary duo of Kirsta Lewis and Jackie Daniels.  This is the perfect opportunity to prove to the world that they deserve an opportunity at the MCW World Tag Team Championship.

And it is the perfect opportunity to take their first stab at shaping the future of MCW in their image.

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On Camera

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Ever since I arrived here in Motor City Wrestling, all I’ve heard about is this debate about the old guard and whether their time has come and gone.  I keep hearing about how the new faces and new blood of MCW are the rightful owners of MCW’s future.

I say that the old guard should damn sure step out of the way, because they can’t stop me.  And I also say to those other idiots representing the new face of MCW that they need to get the hell out of my way as well.  The future of Motor City Wrestling belongs to me, THE VERY BEST…

…THE ABSOLUTE BEST…

…THE SEXIEST OF THEM ALL…

…AWESOME Aubrianna Powers!  I am the one who will decide the shape and future of this company, myself and those who appreciate my vision of the future.  Melanie McBride is one of those individuals who can appreciate my vision of MCW’s future.  And she is one of the few individuals in this little company who I can consider an equal.  She and I are on the same page about a great many things and that’s what makes us the perfect combination to recreate the entity known as The Elite.

The Elite will shape the future of Motor City Wrestling whether anyone else likes it or not.  Melanie and I will have those tag titles around our sexy gorgeous waists soon enough, but first we’re going to deal with a washed up hag and a talentless slut named after a brand of beer.

Jackie Daniels…gee, I wonder where her dumbass parents got THAT name from?

Weren’t you the two bitches who called yourselves Hell’s Angels?  Yeah, I believe so.  Well, guess what?  The biker gang called and they want their name back.

Originality, it really is a THING!

Evolution is a natural part of life, ladies.  It boils down to natural selection.  Those species that evolve and adapt to change will survive but those who do not are doomed to perish.  Kirsta has clearly not adapted.  She has hit a plateau at best, if not outright regressing, and she will bring you down with her, Jackie.  I can promise you that.

Clearly you two were washed up and finished a long time ago.  Hell, that’s evidenced by Purgatory.  Poor little Kirsta couldn’t cash in and become Motor City Champion.  Poor little Kirsta, a former world champion, can’t even win a mid-card level title anymore.

You’re done.  You’re finished.  Your time is up and my time, Aubrianna’s time, THE ELITE’s TIME…it has arrived and we shape the future.  Not you and not anyone else in this company.  The future belongs to The Elite, and we’re going to put you two old hags out to pasture.  Evolution is in the hands of the Elite and you will adapt to our future or you will perish.  Mark my words.  The future belongs to the few…

…THE VERY BEST…

…The Evolved…

…THE ELITE!