Valkyrie: Two weeks ago I called out Bertha and she will come back to fight me at This Saturday....at Savage Saturday.
Valkyrie: The championship won't be on the line because Bertha doesn't care about championships… she just wants to hurt people, which I can understand.
Valkyrie: Now.
Valkyrie scratches her head
Valkyrie: Bertha defeated me when I was a Rookie one year ago and has been flexin that W ever since.
Valkyrie: I mean, I don't think she's capable of putting together a sentence in English, let alone use a computer… so it's probably her agent… her manager or whatever…
Valkyrie: The thing is I'm 89 pounds and 5 feet tall.
Valkyrie: Bertha is 274 pounds and over 7 feet tall.
Valkyrie: What is there to brag about?
Valkyrie: Then I realized… I am no longer an underdog. I no longer am Cinderella waiting for her Happy Ending…
Valkyrie: I am a GOD DAMN dynasty. I am at the top of the mountain.
Valkyrie: Have I become... the Queen of this Fairy Tale?
Just as she was about to finish her statement, Empress’ music blasts through the arena. She makes her way to the ring, staring down Valkyrie with a sick smile on her face.
Her skin is still showing the bruises from the grueling match the two had at Consequence.
Empress: Valkyrie...Valk, You think you are the Queen of this so called Fairy Tale you keep speaking of? Well, you’re not you’re just another gwailo bitch.
Empress: At Consequence I may have lost, but a little birdie told me some dark secrets about you while spending some time with your parents. Bet your ears are burning to find out...
Empress takes out little book with unicorn patterns all over it. And thumbs through a few pages. Valkyrie instantly recognizes it as her diary from her house.
Empress: Well...I could bring up the secret crush you have on a certain someone in ocw? But that’s a “Moore” childish way of thinking.
Empress: So let’s talk about what I found the most interesting which is your not as brave as you put on.
Empress:
I learned your just a scared little girl trying to prove something to Mommy and Daddy. And Let me tell you something.
Empress throws the book at Valkyrie’s feet.
Empress: You haven't proven anything. Not to me, not to them, and not to the rest of the locker room. At Consequence I was hell bent on hurting you. I wanted to make you beg for mercy.
Empress: I wanted to show these Baka in the audience and those watching at home that think you're some kind of gift to wrestling!
Empress:
What you really are, is some just some scared little gwailo bitch that shouldn’t be here but only made it the dance because she can do an outdated dance move during a match!
Empress:
This is WRESTLING, not "Dancing With The Trash"
Empress: But, you see at Consequence I failed. Ted that zebra striped inbred super creep baka saved you.
Empress:
I had you begging for help. And of course being the Valk sheep that he is pulled me off you.
Empress:
But while Ted was so busy showing favoritism. I let anger blind me and I made mistakes. But I have learned from those mistakes.
Empress: So, at Summercide I want a rematch!
Empress:
And I demand it to be an Extreme Rules!. No more rope breaks. No more DQs. No more Ted interfering.
Empress: And when I’m done beating the living hell out of you and showing the world your true colors.
Empress:
I’m going to take that lovely championship that seems to be so much of a "burden" off that shoulder of yours and restore honor to it. Come Summercide...
Empress: …You will find out why I am the Empress ,this is my Fairy Tale and THAT’S MY CHAMPIONSHIP YOU GWAILO BITCH!
