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As the scene fades in we see Elsa Holmberg pacing back and forth in the same dimly lit room from last week. The sole light dangles from the roof, illuminating enough to make out her next interviewee; Evelyn Parker. 

Evelyn: What is this and why do you have me here? 

She seems unaffected by this interrogation approach, folding her arms and following Elsa's movement with her good eye.

Elsa: You are here because we - - - 

A figure slowly begins to emerge from the shadow. Their footsteps are measured and loud.

Elsa: - - - are looking for the person who attacking our sister, Terra. We have way of making you talk… 

The footsteps get louder as the figure in beige mechanics overalls comes into full view; Dragana. Draped over her shoulders is a backpack with a vacuum hose going from the bags big pocket around to her hands, where a hair drier has been sloppily taped to the end to form a "gun handle" for the "device".

Evelyn: Uhh… You… You really got nothing better to do than to harass me, huh?

Dragana: Eh!

The whirring of the hair dryer cuts off Evelyn's sentence, acting as a warning. Dragana clenches her teeth in aggression and a hint of fear directed at the spectre. Elsa leans in. 

Elsa: Now… where were you this night Terra was attack? 

The Silent Queen inches closer with the device, squinting her eyes at Evelyn.

Evelyn: If you just have to know, I was with my brother, trying to figure out a way to break whatever the heck brainwashed him.

Elsa scratches her chin as she tries to figure out the truth.

Evelyn: There, you got what you weirdos wanted, right? I can go? 

Elsa: Not yet, I still wanting to ask you - - - 

Evelyn: Let me rephrase that as a statement rather than a question. I. AM. GOING. HOME!

Elsa: No, I still - - - 

The light flickers before turning off. Dragana blasts her makeshift device as a precaution, the hair dryer sound echoing in the darkness. The lights come back on and Evelyn is gone. Dragana sighs and lowers the device. Elsa looks around in shock.

Elsa: What happen? Where….

Dragana: Hmph….

Dragana unplugs the device from the outlet and pats Elsa on the shoulder.

Elsa: Maybe she not who we looking for. Why you wearing that anyway?

Elsa looks at Dragana’s outfit and Dragana shrugs.

Elsa: Well, I need to getting ready for my match. It been a long time since I been in the ring. Time to focus. I putting all my energy and rage into this match. 

Dragana nods in approval.

Elsa: I will have Terra in my mind out there. I do this for our sisterhood. 

She turns and pats Dragana on the shoulder before opening the door and exiting. The scene fades out as Dragana looks around the room, still trying to figure out where Evelyn went.

 

Ringside
It's a Match!
JAY FURY vs JETT DRAVEN



We see Stacy Clark standing next to female local talent with a cameraman. She’s in the middle of an interview as Empress walks up in the middle of the interview and starts beating the female with a chair. Stacy and the Cameraman turned to run but, stop as they here Empress yell. 

Empress:
 If you run. You will be next. Stay put! 

A hard swallow can be heard over Stacy’s mic as she turns back around. Empress unfolds the dented chair and places it on top of the female’s chest and sits down. 

Empress:
 Stacy have a seat with me. I’m ready for my interview now. 

Stacy looks over at the Cameraman for a moment before pulling up a chair. You can still hear the sound of the female struggling under Empress’ chair. 

Stacy Clark:
 Um..How..Um..

Empress : What’s the matter Stacy? Any other time we can’t shut you up. 

Stacy clears her throat and tugs on her shirt to straighten it out. She puts the mic up to her lips. 

Stacy Clark:
 Empress tonight you fight Elsa and Flojo in a triple threat…

Empress: Wrong question try again. 

Stacy Clark: um..okay.. what’s going on between you and Ashley Moore? 

Empress: Wrong! Fucking wrong! 

Empress: That’s not the question you want to ask me. Now try again... ask me the real question before I get pissed. 

Stacy Clark:...Why? Why did you take Valkyrie’s Parents? What were you thinking? 

Empress grabs Stacy by her cheeks. She squeezes her lips together to make her lips pucker up and shaking her head from side to side. 

Empress:
 Boot Why? She asks...Finally the hard hitting questions. I knew there was a reason I liked you Stacy. 

Empress: You see Stacy...Valkyrie doesn’t know this but we go back..we go back a long time. Valkyrie has japan written all over her. Tiny, adorable, colorful...its a Japanese staple you see where I’m going with this Stacy? 

Stacy Clark: Um.not really. 

Empress: Of course you don’t because your fucking dumb. Let me spell it out for you. When I was getting into Wrestling... Valkyrie was huge I mean huge every Japanese Wrestling organization big and small wanted to create their own Valkyrie. She’s a draw. She’s Money printing machine. So...take a wild guess as to which young female who was just getting into Wrestling had to try and fill those shoes. 

Stacy Clark: Was it you? 

Empress: Wow, There is a brain under all the blond hair. 

Stacy Clark: But, what does any of this have to do with Valkyrie’s parents? 

Empress yanks the microphone out of Stacy’s Hand.

Empress:
 If you would shut up for a damn second I’m getting there. Geez. So, I had to eat, breath, sleep Valkyrie training. Combos, Running attacks, You seeing the comparisons Stacy? 

Stacy Clark: So would that make Tengu’s Curse a play off Angel’s Serenity. 

Empress: That would be correct but, interrupt me again and I’ll crush your windpipe. Since, I see you are getting impatience I'll cut straight to the chase. 

Empress stands up from the chair finally letting the female underneath get away. Empress leans close to the Camera. 

Empress:
 Why did I take Valkyrie’s parents? It’s the million dollar question. I’m really hoping you are watching this Sarah!...I want you to know why so listen carefully. 

Empress: FUCK YOU! That’s why. You want answers come beat them out if me bitch! I’ll be waiting.

Empress kicks Stacy’s chair from under her causing her to fall on the floor. Empress throws the mic at the cameraman and walks away.

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