On yet another edition of the flagship show of the EBWF, better known as Warfare, the Lass Kicker also known as Becky Lynch took on a blast from her past. Becky Lynch faced none other than Summer Rae. While the Lass Kicker was well aware of the character development that the former dancer, Summer Rae, had gone through, Becky proved last week that the adage of ‘the more things change, the more they stay the same’ to be truthful. Becky proved without a shadow of a doubt that as much as she and Summer Rae have changed since their time elsewhere, the end result remained the same, and that result was Becky standing tall and having her hand raised in victory.
Now, one week later on the flagship show of the EBWF, the Lass Kicker also known as Becky Lynch will take on someone that she knows very well. Becky will be taking on the one person whose name that she has ordered never to be uttered around her again. She takes on the nepotism beneficiary, the hollow Queen also known as Charlotte Flair.
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Scene 1: The Locker Room
Date: September 24, 2018
Starring: Becky Lynch and Nikki Cross
Nikki’s Attire is:
Camera Status: OFF
The scene opens with the Scottish psychopath also known as Nikki Cross walking through the backstage area, making her way to the locker room belonging to her new found friend, the Lass Kicker also known as Becky Lynch.
One question that is on the mind of the Scottish native is how will Becky receive her visit. Nikki is very well aware Becky Lynch is on the fence when it comes to trusting anyone, let alone Nikki herself. The best course of action for the crazy bitch would be to tread this matter lightly. Uncharacteristic of Nikki? Yes, but she knows that Becky has trust issues. She knows that Becky is not one to easily trust someone, that is if she does manage to trust someone considering her past.
The lady known as the Scottish Psychopath finally reaches her destination. Her destination lies behind the silver colored steel door that has a sign attached to it, the sign being black in color decorated with steam punk gears that form the name of its inhabitant, Becky Lynch. Being courteous at first, Nikki knocks on the steel door to the locker room. There is no answer coming from the other side of the door, and this makes Nikki think that Becky is not in her locker room at this point in time.
So rather than coming back later, Nikki decides that she will enter the locker room belonging to her friend, and she will wait for her there. She opens the door to the locker room and steps inside. The door closes behind her and all Nikki can hear is the shower running, so she takes a seat on the bench. After a good five minutes, Nikki hears the shower being turned off.
After about three more minutes, the door to the bathroom opens and the built up steam escapes into the locker room. So much steam has been built up in the bathroom that all that can be seen is nothing more than a silhouette walking out into the locker room. The silhouette walks further away from the steamed up bathroom, and she is revealed as being none other than Becky Lynch. Being clad in a pair of black leather pants and a pair of black boots, Becky walks over to her luggage with a towel covering her chest to look for a bra.
Once she reaches her luggage, Becky notices out of the corner of her eye that she has a visitor. Her head snaps to the left, her glare staring a hole right through her visitor, the Scottish Psychopath also known as Nikki Cross. For a few tense minutes, the two women stare at each other.
“Nikki…” Becky says with a bit of coldness in her voice and her eyes narrow as she slowly approaches Nikki Cross. It is completely safe to say that the trust issues that Becky has are fully in force. “It surprises me that you haven’t glomped me yet.”
As Becky moves closer to Nikki with the glare on her face, Nikki stands up and looks Becky eye to eye. “Nawww… I did nae come here to give yae a hug this time, hen. I came here, because I want yae tae know that I wanna earn yer trust. If there is anything I can dae to earn it, name it.”
The expression on the face of Becky does not change a bit as she turns her back to Nikki and unwraps the towel, exposing her back and reveals a hideous looking stab scar. “Look at my back, Nikki. Look at it and tell me what you see.”
Once Becky’s back is exposed to her and despite how crazy she is, even Nikki cringes a bit at the sight of the hideous looking scar. She takes her index and middle fingers, and she traces the scar all the way down Becky’s spine. “That’s a horrible scar, hen. How did yae get that?”
“Do you really want to know how I got that scar, Nikki?” Becky asks with a bit of venom in her voice. “That scar formed on my back when I was attacked with back turned to someone I trusted. It formed when Charlotte Flair stabbed me in the back all of those years ago. What you see before you, Nikki, is the scar of betrayal. What you see is a reminder to me every day that trust is a luxury that I cannot afford.”
“I…” Nikki is at a loss for words. “I had no idea…” Silence befalls the Lass Kicker and the Scottish Psychopath. “I want yae tae know that yae can trust me.”
“It’s easy for you to stand there and tell me that you’re sorry, and I’d really like to believe you, but...” Becky says. “You have to earn it.”
“I want tae earn the trust of yae, and I know how to.” Nikki says with a grin and a giggle. “Yer facing Charlotte Flair tonight on Warfare. We both know that she won’t come alone. She’ll probably have either Zelina or Andrade or both with her. As badarse as yae are, Bex, yae will need some backup. So, I was thinking that I could accompany yae?”
Becky must think of herself as a fool in order to even consider trusting someone other than herself, but at this point, it seems as though that she has no choice. “Ya know what, Nikki? Yer on.” Becky says, nodding in approval. Nikki grins and giggles like a small child, happy that Becky is taking a chance on her. “Let me make this perfectly clear, Nikki. If you can go through the match, before, during, or after, without attack me for one… When I manage to win… I’ll start to trust you. However, if you fook up, that’s it. This is your first, this is your last, and this is your only chance to prove that yer worthy of my trust, Nikki. Bottom line, don’t fook it up.”
Nikki pulls Becky into a tight hug, grinning madly over getting the chance to show Becky that can be a useful and trustworthy ally. “I knew yae would gimme a chance and I will nae let yae down!”
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Scene 2: Promo Time
Date: September 24, 2018
Starring: Becky Lynch
Becky’s Attire is:
Camera Status: ON
The scene is given a cold opening where Becky Lynch is standing in front of the interview set with the microphone in hand. Once her image cast on the titantron of the EBWF, the audience in the arena immediately greets her with cheers before erupting into enormous chants of ‘Becky! Becky! Becky!’
Becky raises the microphone to her lips after the crowd settles down a little bit. “History…” Becky begins. “The word of the week is ‘history.’ Now, why is the word of the week ‘history?’ My reason for choosing ‘history’ as the word of the week is because of who I’m facing tonight on Warfare. My opponent is the one person that bares that name that I ordered to never be mentioned in my presence ever again. My opponent is none other than Charlotte Flair.”
The crowd explodes into a hostile reaction from the mere mention of the name of ‘Charlotte Flair.’ The cameras pan around the arena, cutting to fans holding up signs that say ‘I Boo the Woo’ and ‘Queen? Charlotte’s more of a joker’ and ‘Queen? You’re not Freddie Mercury!’
“That’s right, Charlotte Flair…” Becky says as she purses her lips in the annoyance of having to utter the name of the one person that she hates most in this world. “Once upon a time, Becky Lynch and Charlotte Flair were the best of friends. We would travel the road together. Where there was one, there was the other. We were like sisters. I trusted her and she trusted me.”
“Then, one day…” Becky pouts angrily. “It happened. What happened? Charlotte decided to do what all Flairs do and that is stab people in the back, people that always had their back. Her father did it to the likes of Sting and Batista repeatedly. Charlotte only did it to me once. Whereas the likes of Sting and Batista failed to learn from placing their trust in a Flair, I learned from that mistake. I learned that a Flair is about as trustworthy as a McMahon. They’ll use you, abuse you, and throw you away like yesterday’s trash.” Becky says while shaking her head.
“At one point, all seemed well between Charlotte and I, but…” Becky smirks in a sinister manner. “I turned on her in retaliation…” The crowd cheers wildly. “She tried to garner sympathy from people, but she got no sympathy at all. That is sets Charlotte apart from myself.”
“You Flairs always wait until the other person turns around before you stab ‘em in the back, me included once you got tired of me, but when I decided I was sick of your crap for good? I looked you dead in the eye and let you know that.” Becky says with unbridled confidence as the crowd cheers her and breaks out into another ‘Becky! Becky! Becky!’ chant.
“You stabbed me in the back, and it only proved to me that you are less like the Queen - the Queen that you so love to tell anyone and everyone that you are - and more like the cowardly lion.” The crowd cheers again. “Hell, not even just that, pissin’ me off like you have, you can’t be havin’ half a brain to think you’ll get away with that.” The crowd cheers once again.
“Charlotte…” Becky begins as she glares into the camera. “I want to reach into your chest and rip out your beating heart, but I’m not sure that you even have one…” Becky says as she shakes her head while the crowd cheers. “But that is just fine with me. Do you want to know why?” Becky pauses as the crowd responds with a collective ‘Why?’
“It’s because with all that I have been through with you… With all that I have been subjected to thanks to you… With all of the pain, with all of the misery, with all of the torment, with all of the anguish, with all of the agony, with all of the heartbreak that you put me through…” Becky says before pausing. “It’s perfectly fine with, because I’m just as bad as you are. Maybe worse.”
A proverbial fire is shown in the pupils of Becky’s eyes. “When we get into that ring tonight, I don’t have a heart either. I plan on making this the most brutal evening of your life. I will make you feel everything that you made me feel. I will make you feel the pain that I felt. I will make you feel the misery that I felt. I will make you feel the torment, feel the anguish, and feel the agony that I felt.”
“When all is said and done… When all of the smoke clears… When all of the dust settles, that is what will be left of your empire. Straight fire is coming, bitch! When it passes, your empire will be nothing but ashes! All the Queen's horses and all the Queen's men couldn't put the empire together again!”
Now, one week later on the flagship show of the EBWF, the Lass Kicker also known as Becky Lynch will take on someone that she knows very well. Becky will be taking on the one person whose name that she has ordered never to be uttered around her again. She takes on the nepotism beneficiary, the hollow Queen also known as Charlotte Flair.
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Scene 1: The Locker Room
Date: September 24, 2018
Starring: Becky Lynch and Nikki Cross
Nikki’s Attire is:
Camera Status: OFF
The scene opens with the Scottish psychopath also known as Nikki Cross walking through the backstage area, making her way to the locker room belonging to her new found friend, the Lass Kicker also known as Becky Lynch.
One question that is on the mind of the Scottish native is how will Becky receive her visit. Nikki is very well aware Becky Lynch is on the fence when it comes to trusting anyone, let alone Nikki herself. The best course of action for the crazy bitch would be to tread this matter lightly. Uncharacteristic of Nikki? Yes, but she knows that Becky has trust issues. She knows that Becky is not one to easily trust someone, that is if she does manage to trust someone considering her past.
The lady known as the Scottish Psychopath finally reaches her destination. Her destination lies behind the silver colored steel door that has a sign attached to it, the sign being black in color decorated with steam punk gears that form the name of its inhabitant, Becky Lynch. Being courteous at first, Nikki knocks on the steel door to the locker room. There is no answer coming from the other side of the door, and this makes Nikki think that Becky is not in her locker room at this point in time.
So rather than coming back later, Nikki decides that she will enter the locker room belonging to her friend, and she will wait for her there. She opens the door to the locker room and steps inside. The door closes behind her and all Nikki can hear is the shower running, so she takes a seat on the bench. After a good five minutes, Nikki hears the shower being turned off.
After about three more minutes, the door to the bathroom opens and the built up steam escapes into the locker room. So much steam has been built up in the bathroom that all that can be seen is nothing more than a silhouette walking out into the locker room. The silhouette walks further away from the steamed up bathroom, and she is revealed as being none other than Becky Lynch. Being clad in a pair of black leather pants and a pair of black boots, Becky walks over to her luggage with a towel covering her chest to look for a bra.
Once she reaches her luggage, Becky notices out of the corner of her eye that she has a visitor. Her head snaps to the left, her glare staring a hole right through her visitor, the Scottish Psychopath also known as Nikki Cross. For a few tense minutes, the two women stare at each other.
“Nikki…” Becky says with a bit of coldness in her voice and her eyes narrow as she slowly approaches Nikki Cross. It is completely safe to say that the trust issues that Becky has are fully in force. “It surprises me that you haven’t glomped me yet.”
As Becky moves closer to Nikki with the glare on her face, Nikki stands up and looks Becky eye to eye. “Nawww… I did nae come here to give yae a hug this time, hen. I came here, because I want yae tae know that I wanna earn yer trust. If there is anything I can dae to earn it, name it.”
The expression on the face of Becky does not change a bit as she turns her back to Nikki and unwraps the towel, exposing her back and reveals a hideous looking stab scar. “Look at my back, Nikki. Look at it and tell me what you see.”
Once Becky’s back is exposed to her and despite how crazy she is, even Nikki cringes a bit at the sight of the hideous looking scar. She takes her index and middle fingers, and she traces the scar all the way down Becky’s spine. “That’s a horrible scar, hen. How did yae get that?”
“Do you really want to know how I got that scar, Nikki?” Becky asks with a bit of venom in her voice. “That scar formed on my back when I was attacked with back turned to someone I trusted. It formed when Charlotte Flair stabbed me in the back all of those years ago. What you see before you, Nikki, is the scar of betrayal. What you see is a reminder to me every day that trust is a luxury that I cannot afford.”
“I…” Nikki is at a loss for words. “I had no idea…” Silence befalls the Lass Kicker and the Scottish Psychopath. “I want yae tae know that yae can trust me.”
“It’s easy for you to stand there and tell me that you’re sorry, and I’d really like to believe you, but...” Becky says. “You have to earn it.”
“I want tae earn the trust of yae, and I know how to.” Nikki says with a grin and a giggle. “Yer facing Charlotte Flair tonight on Warfare. We both know that she won’t come alone. She’ll probably have either Zelina or Andrade or both with her. As badarse as yae are, Bex, yae will need some backup. So, I was thinking that I could accompany yae?”
Becky must think of herself as a fool in order to even consider trusting someone other than herself, but at this point, it seems as though that she has no choice. “Ya know what, Nikki? Yer on.” Becky says, nodding in approval. Nikki grins and giggles like a small child, happy that Becky is taking a chance on her. “Let me make this perfectly clear, Nikki. If you can go through the match, before, during, or after, without attack me for one… When I manage to win… I’ll start to trust you. However, if you fook up, that’s it. This is your first, this is your last, and this is your only chance to prove that yer worthy of my trust, Nikki. Bottom line, don’t fook it up.”
Nikki pulls Becky into a tight hug, grinning madly over getting the chance to show Becky that can be a useful and trustworthy ally. “I knew yae would gimme a chance and I will nae let yae down!”
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Scene 2: Promo Time
Date: September 24, 2018
Starring: Becky Lynch
Becky’s Attire is:
Camera Status: ON
The scene is given a cold opening where Becky Lynch is standing in front of the interview set with the microphone in hand. Once her image cast on the titantron of the EBWF, the audience in the arena immediately greets her with cheers before erupting into enormous chants of ‘Becky! Becky! Becky!’
Becky raises the microphone to her lips after the crowd settles down a little bit. “History…” Becky begins. “The word of the week is ‘history.’ Now, why is the word of the week ‘history?’ My reason for choosing ‘history’ as the word of the week is because of who I’m facing tonight on Warfare. My opponent is the one person that bares that name that I ordered to never be mentioned in my presence ever again. My opponent is none other than Charlotte Flair.”
The crowd explodes into a hostile reaction from the mere mention of the name of ‘Charlotte Flair.’ The cameras pan around the arena, cutting to fans holding up signs that say ‘I Boo the Woo’ and ‘Queen? Charlotte’s more of a joker’ and ‘Queen? You’re not Freddie Mercury!’
“That’s right, Charlotte Flair…” Becky says as she purses her lips in the annoyance of having to utter the name of the one person that she hates most in this world. “Once upon a time, Becky Lynch and Charlotte Flair were the best of friends. We would travel the road together. Where there was one, there was the other. We were like sisters. I trusted her and she trusted me.”
“Then, one day…” Becky pouts angrily. “It happened. What happened? Charlotte decided to do what all Flairs do and that is stab people in the back, people that always had their back. Her father did it to the likes of Sting and Batista repeatedly. Charlotte only did it to me once. Whereas the likes of Sting and Batista failed to learn from placing their trust in a Flair, I learned from that mistake. I learned that a Flair is about as trustworthy as a McMahon. They’ll use you, abuse you, and throw you away like yesterday’s trash.” Becky says while shaking her head.
“At one point, all seemed well between Charlotte and I, but…” Becky smirks in a sinister manner. “I turned on her in retaliation…” The crowd cheers wildly. “She tried to garner sympathy from people, but she got no sympathy at all. That is sets Charlotte apart from myself.”
“You Flairs always wait until the other person turns around before you stab ‘em in the back, me included once you got tired of me, but when I decided I was sick of your crap for good? I looked you dead in the eye and let you know that.” Becky says with unbridled confidence as the crowd cheers her and breaks out into another ‘Becky! Becky! Becky!’ chant.
“You stabbed me in the back, and it only proved to me that you are less like the Queen - the Queen that you so love to tell anyone and everyone that you are - and more like the cowardly lion.” The crowd cheers again. “Hell, not even just that, pissin’ me off like you have, you can’t be havin’ half a brain to think you’ll get away with that.” The crowd cheers once again.
“Charlotte…” Becky begins as she glares into the camera. “I want to reach into your chest and rip out your beating heart, but I’m not sure that you even have one…” Becky says as she shakes her head while the crowd cheers. “But that is just fine with me. Do you want to know why?” Becky pauses as the crowd responds with a collective ‘Why?’
“It’s because with all that I have been through with you… With all that I have been subjected to thanks to you… With all of the pain, with all of the misery, with all of the torment, with all of the anguish, with all of the agony, with all of the heartbreak that you put me through…” Becky says before pausing. “It’s perfectly fine with, because I’m just as bad as you are. Maybe worse.”
A proverbial fire is shown in the pupils of Becky’s eyes. “When we get into that ring tonight, I don’t have a heart either. I plan on making this the most brutal evening of your life. I will make you feel everything that you made me feel. I will make you feel the pain that I felt. I will make you feel the misery that I felt. I will make you feel the torment, feel the anguish, and feel the agony that I felt.”
“When all is said and done… When all of the smoke clears… When all of the dust settles, that is what will be left of your empire. Straight fire is coming, bitch! When it passes, your empire will be nothing but ashes! All the Queen's horses and all the Queen's men couldn't put the empire together again!”