With a clear goal in mind, and willing to do whatever it takes to achieve it, Cheryl arrives at Nassau Veterans Coliseum. Still not familiar with the faces around her because it was her first day after graduating from the OCW Performance Center, she entered the arena. Without showing any kind of discomfort, Cheryl approaches the seamstress to get her gear when she spots a familiar face, the Turmoil and Television Champion: Dennis Black.
A little nervous, Cheryl ends up bumping into him, spilling iced tea on Dennis's arm...
Cheryl: Oh, well, I didn't mean to do that... I'm sorry...
She pretended to not recognize Dennis as he looked over his clothing. He looks to the seamstress for a napkin. She stared blankly at him, because she couldn’t speak english. That’s how we do things around here. It was just his luck, she didn't have any napkins anyway. Dennis then looks to Cheryl who waves awkwardly.
Dennis: Don't worry about it. Happens all the time. Well, not really. But...yea. Are you lost?
Cheryl: Not really, I was going to get my gear and… here: my gear! But thanks for being, you know, not rude. I’m Cheryl by the way, and you…?
Dennis looks to the seamstress’s table and picks up a pair of tights that are way too small for him. He folds the attire before offering them to Cheryl.
Dennis: I have my moments of being rude, or so I am told. You just happened to catch me on a good night. Call me Dennis, and welcome to Turmoil.
Cheryl reaches for the tights and jokes.
Cheryl: Bet they would look good on you, champ.
She accidentally reveals.
Cheryl: Well, I think I have something to do elsewhere… Thanks for the welcome, it was a pleasure. I guess I owe you one now, so if you need anything just let me know. Oh, and I can smell peach on you… Well, it's not sooo bad, but it's for you to know. See you around, Dennis!
Cheryl saunters off, walking by Dennis. He turns to wave at her. As he turns around, another blond is standing right in front of him. She looks up at him, sipping loudly on an iced coffee from Starbucks.
Madison: What's with the goofy grin? You look like a man that just got laid or something. Anyway, We need be on our way to this stuuuuuuuuuuupid card game. Mingling with peasants is something rarely done by royalty. Let's not make a habit of it.
The scene ends with the dynamic duo heading to poker night, which will undoubtedly end in chaos.
The camera pans to the announce team.
This night is gonna be something.
Who you telling?
Riley Quinn vs Lady Nightmare
The camera pans to the announce team.
And it's done.
Swiftly.
* A limo is in parking area and Jim Black walks up when the window comes down. Jim Black immediately steps back.*
Jim Black: No not you!
* The door opens and Katherine sits there*
Katherine : Hi Jimmy! I'm not getting out. Why should i, I'm not booked. They have a #1 thot contender's match. There isn't a #1 contender without me.
* She closes the door *
Katherine: I will not stand for it! Heads will roll!
***
Nightmare crawled to a corner of the ring as the ref cheeked on Riley licking her lips she slipped out of the ring walking over to the ring announcer grabbing the mic from their hand before sliding back in to the ring crawling over to the girl sitting beside her, her legs crossed.
Nightmare: aww Riley did you lose? Did that hurt?
She licked her lips turning her head to the side savouring the pain she caused before looking to the ref before standing up.
Nightmare: Get the trash out of my ring.
walking over to the corner of the ring she looked out to the crowd smirking.
Nightmare: this is a warning…. A vision of things to come any of the women who step in to the ring with me…. I don’t care about winning or titles or losing I am here to cause pain…chaos so the women in this division should be put on notice eventually you all will be hit with chaos theory and you will be just another victim let the chaos begin.
As the camera fades to black her menacing giggles could be heard.
