Pray., Focus: Eddie Kassidy

[Adrian Scott]

You hide and choke on all the issues of your time
You'll never save the world if all you do is whine
To tell the truth I think it's best you step aside...
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ADRIAN SCOTT: Just stop trying to walk on it. If they're offering help, take it.

His voice was unusually stern and Serena kept trying to push away the people trying to help her out. It was clear she was having a hard time walking on the ankle that Eddie had targeted and she finally relented and sat by the medics when she heard his request. The expression on her face was sour as they pushed up her pants and bent her ankle this way and that and bit down on her lip, shaking her head when they asked if it hurt.

SERENA: I just need ice. It'll be fine.

ADRIAN SCOTT: Except it won't. Just let the experts do what they're trained to do. You have a title match to worry about so just stop complaining and let them do their job. In fact they're probably the only ones besides Zoey not trying to attack you, so enjoy it.

She snapped her mouth shut and narrowed her eyes at her friend, but said nothing. He was in one of his moods and it was futile to try and argue.

SERENA: What are you thinking?

ADRIAN SCOTT: That with this little stunt, and the shit he's been pulling this past month... Eddie Kassidy has all but signed his own death certificate. Since he's making it a big point to let everybody know that he's targeting the females here, I'll make it an even greater point to let him know that he is exactly the kind of person that I hate. And since I have nothing to concentrate on at the moment, I just made it my personal mission to wipe that smirk off of his sleazeball face and shut him up for good.

Serena grinned at the determined, albeit scary, tone to his voice and knew at once that she'd picked just the right person for this job. And then she cried out when a medic pressed on the side of her ankle and she bit at her fist.

[TBC: Anybody]
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[Tyrone Kidd]

The sounds of screaming isn't what I'm use to hearing... well not in that way. But it was this specific shreeking that caught my attention.

After just being taped up not too long ago, I put back on my suit and started to head back to the car until the sound forced me to a new direction.


...

And there she was... my opponent for the PPV in pain from the attack and right next to her was the Paul Bunyon guy she calls Adrain. I shook my head as I approach the two of them.

"Hmm.... Looks like Eddie's attack did a lot more than I thought."

I could feel the heat coming from the one side of my cheek. Obviously, Serena isn't happy about my newfound discovery. However, I ignore the primadonna glare and look in the direction of her too tall caretaker.

"You know for the record, I don't condone this. I've already beat her twice before and I don't need a cheap excuse for the reason why I made it three times. I like my opponents at 100%..."

I look at the medic trying to find a way to touch her ankle without causing another eardrum breaking scream. I look up at her still shaking my head.

"If you want, you don't have to compete this week coming up... I don't want to be the reason why you're on the shelf now... "

TBC by Serena

[Adrian Scott]

You hide and choke on all the issues of your time
You'll never save the world if all you do is whine
To tell the truth I think it's best you step aside...
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SERENA: I'll be in tip-top shape. I'm competing.

ADRIAN SCOTT: We're going to see how she's feeling and then let you know.

SERENA: Adrian, shut the fuck up. You're not my doctor, my mother or my manager. If I want to fight and beat Tyrone here for the Universal Championship then that's exactly what I'm--hold on, what are you doing there?

Her question was directed toward the medic as he paused while holding up a roll of medical tape and some fasteners.

MEDIC: Um, icing your ankle and then wrapping it up so it doesn't swell until we can get some X-rays and see what's going on here.

SERENA: The fuck you are. Jesus, just give me some aspirin and I'll be fine and prove to this guy over here [she pointed almost accusingly at Tyrone] that come Sunday, I will be at one-hundred and ten percent. Now move, I'm getting up so we can leave.

Adrian chose to remain quiet this time around and walked over to her side when she pushed her pant leg down and swung her foot onto the floor. She gritted her teeth when she stood up and applied weight to it and grabbed a hold of Adrian's arm for support before she almost fell.

SERENA: See, peachy.

She tried walking a few steps before grabbing onto the wall and slowly lowering herself down onto a chair, rolling her eyes as she beckoned the medic over.

SERENA: Just ice and a wrap.

ADRIAN SCOTT: And a prescription.

SERENA: Yeah, that too.

She looked up as her ankle was getting wrapped and focused on Tyrone.

SERENA: What makes you think you're going to be at a hundred percent for our match? It seems like you've been making it a weekly occurrence to get your ass kicked.

[TBC: Tyrone or Anybody]
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[Tyrone Kidd]

Instantly a sharp pain hits me on my side, right under my ribs. Going through a table wasn't exactly how I expected my day was going to end but I guess that's the live when everyone is envious of you and your crown achievement.

I winces one of my eyes shut trying as much to play off the pain until I can get back to the room and put IcyHot over it. I look over at her who obviously noticed me discomfort.

"I've been jumped before."

I smirk at her.

"I'll prolly be jumped again plenty of times in the future. It's nothing big to me. Give me a couple days to stretch and fix it, I'll be more than ready..."

Kidd walks up to the wall that Serena is leaning on. He bends down so he can be eye to eye with her.

"However..."

Kidd slaps hard on her swollen ankle then stands right back up.

"... a muscle as tender like that can NEVER be back at full strength come the pay-per-view, can it?"

Kidd looks at the medic for confirmation as Serena is reacting to the blow.

TBC by Serena

[Serena]

You hide and choke on all the issues of your time
You'll never save the world if all you do is whine
To tell the truth I think it's best you step aside...
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The medic admonished him, if looks could kill then the glare Serena was sending his way would have surely struck him dead on the spot until she grimaced in pain and Adrian seemed to take the most offense to Tyrone's actions. He shot up and had the Universal Champion shoved up against the wall before anybody could comprehend what was happening.

ADRIAN SCOTT: I think that at this point, you're going to be the one worried about making it to your match in one piece.

The expression on Tyrone's face remained unimpressed, erring on the side of amused as Adrian tightened the grip on his shirt collar. The medic began wrapping Serena's ankle as she kept an eye on the two men, one hand clutched around the arm of the chair so tight her knuckles were turning white.

TYRONE KIDD: You gonna call off your henchman?

SERENA: Wasn't planning on it. Anything he's contemplating doing to you is probably too easy of a punishment, anyway.

As the grip on his shirt was loosened, Adrian shoved him back agasint the wall and his back rammed up against a small, protruding door stopper.

ADRIAN SCOTT: You ever pull a stunt like that again, you're going to wish you hadn't given up your little talent agency as something to fall back on 'cause you sure as hell won't be in any kind of shape to wrestle.

MEDIC: Um, I know you all like this kind of animosity in the ring, but right now it's pretty inappropriate..

Adrian finally released his hold and Serena stood up, practically wobbling over to her opponent for this Sunday and smirked before poking him in the side she saw he was favoring.

SERENA: I'll be ready for you. Just don't get too attached to that belt there. It's been bounced around more times than a cheap hooker lately and it's good and ready for a new, stable home. With me.

[TBC to END: Tyrone]
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[Tyrone Kidd]

As funny as it was that to see her wobble over to me, it wasn't as funny when I felt the sharp pain to the side from her poking me.

"Bitch!"

I move from the wall and straighten myself after being ruffled from Little Boy Blue. I lock eyes back with her.

"At least you have high hopes, Sera. Just know that sometimes... your big mouth can put you in a whole hell of a lot more problem than you think."

I smirk so she can see the confidence oozing out of me.

"Let's not forget that you've feel short already on beating me. Let's not think that just cause the stakes are raise, I won't be ready to out think, out perform, and pretty much beat you again. I don't have anything esle to prove you. I just need to win my match."

As I make my move to the garage, I turn around one last time to look at her.

"Just remember that."

I push open the door to head out to my car.

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