The next best thing to being there (Kenisha)

[blizzardkaze]

I was born with the voice of a riot, a storm
Lightening the function, the form
Far from the norm, I won't follow like cattle
I'm more like the catalyst,

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The March of Death by ZDLR tears across the Arena and Kaze walks on to the PPV stage, dressed to catch the eye with her mask and ensamble of black. The crowd hot on her ass for dismantling Nicole Storm the week before. Just like she promised she would. But she wasn't done yet. She had more promises to make and to keep as she was locked on to Rose Championship Title.

She could of waltzed around it. Picked some rookie apart and called it a win to justify herself for the title shot. But Kaze didn't work that way. When she got there? Everybody was going to know exactly why she was there. That's why she took the Ex Fun Time Champion and that's why she was going to call the only other name that really came to mind when one said Rose Champion.

In the ring Kaze tore off her mask.

Kenisha Williams!!

The crowd absolutely pops hardcore. The loudest she could remember.

Shut the fuck up!!

She turned the crowd on a dime to the heat she preferred.

I'm talking here, not you. This is my time, and it's your time to start respecting that fact.

The crowd boo'd relentlessly, somewhere in the right teir a small crowd tried to start a You Tapped Out!!! chant, but it failed. Kaze still noticed it turning her attention to that section of the arena.

You're living in the past with that chant. That was a lifetime ago! Pandora's Box is playing a new game in case you hadn't noticed. A two thorn, all out drive for the Rose Championship.

Jennifer Drew,

The crowd interuppted her again.

Jennifer Drew plain took out the woman who is fighting for our title at Degree of Domination. If she had any class at all, she'd step aside and let the real competition take the shot. But I checked our messages before I came out here. Let's just say her reputation is safe. There weren't any message from her.

Good call by Jennifer. But that left me playing catch up. I could have picked up on some rookie like I was the fucking APW welcome wagon. But I didn't, I took the last Rose Champion down with a three count that the concession stand reject probably enjoyed.

With our child Champion already engaged with a proven loser, and the rest of the Roses not even jumping to mind when I think of the word french fry let alone Champion, that leaves me little choice really.

Kaze shakes her head. She didn't like it half as much as the crowd did. They finally found a chant that they could latch on to.

Kenisha!!!! Kenisha!!!! Kenisha!!!!

Blizzard finally nods her head.

You say Rose Champion? I don't think of Rebecca Skye or sixteen year old children playing in a woman's world. There's only three names I think of when you say those two, important words.

Kaze counts them down.

Kaze,

Drew and

Kaze pauses giving the crowd one more chance to carry on and fucking on.

Williams. Your name is tattoo'd on the back of my future property. Hell, your're the next best thing to actually being there.

Kenisha! The rose that grew from concrete? Your ass is the concrete for my next step. Because when I finally become Rose Champion? There will be no doubt that's exactly what I am. All roads go through you, and if they don't? That person is no Champion. They're a fraud just waiting for me to happen.

Kaze lowered her microphone, and the crowd stood on their feet. Even though Kaze didn't feel any connection to them at all, they waited together for the beat.[/font]

[mswilliams]

Almost as if it were on cue, the sound of "No Daddy" by Teairra Mari blasted out across the arena. The deafening sound of cheers surrounded the ring that Kaze stood in. The fans recognized that music. They knew it was that very woman that had been called out. Slowly but surely, out from behind the backstage curtain came Kenisha Williams. Smile on her face as she usually did have. She didn't seem to be effected at all by the words of Blizzard Kaze. Kenisha began to make her way down the entrance ramp. Unafraid of Kaze. Unafraid of what might happen when she got into the ring. If Kaze and her partner Drew would stoop to the lowest of the low tactics to get what they wanted, Kenisha had to show no fear. She was ready for whatever that they had to dish out. She made her way down to the ring, around the corner, up the steel steps, onto the apron, and through the ropes into the ring. Once in the ring, Kenisha would throw her arms up into the air as she walked past Kaze. Standing on one side of the ring as she looked out to the adoring fans. Then she turned around and walked over to the other side of the ring with her arms held up high over her head. The fans continued to cheer for Kenisha as she did so. Then Kenisha made her way over to the other side of the ring and requested a microphone from a ringside staff member. Which one would quickly retrieve and bring one to Kenisha. Now that she had a microphone, she began to walk over to where Kaze stood and her music died out. All that could be heard were that deafening sound of....

Kenisha!!!! Kenisha!!!! Kenisha!!!!


...that was being screamed from the highest volumes from the voices of the fans that showed up tonight. Kenisha looked from the left side of the ring. Then she looked to the right side of the ring. Nodding her head in approval as she heard her name yelled from the stands. Then Kenisha turned her attention to Kaze. That smile returned to her face and she proceeded to speak...

"Ah... here we go again... I'm feeling like Ric Flair now with all this talk that you seem to be spewing from your lips Kaze. Seems to sound like a little "You have to beat the man, to be the man," kind of talk. Problem is... you have some kind of delusion that you're going to beat me. That's funny Kaze. Real funny. Trying to turn my own nickname around on me. But wait a second..."

Kenisha pretends that she about to think for a second.

"Didn't I and our new Rose Champion defeat you and your little pal Jennifer Drew? Ah yes... that's right. We did defeat you and her. Kind of ironic, isn't it? You come out here and talk about how you and Drew going to destroy the Rose Division. Something about dominating us. Saying I'm just some stepping stone for your way to the Rose Championship. Yet... myself and my good friend Michelle Tosso..."

Kenisha pauses for a moment as those cheers rise up again. She smiled a little bigger and nodded again.

"Myself and my good friend Michelle Tosso have already proved that you and Drew are not even half as good as we are. So what makes you think that now... on your own... you think you can defeat us? Hmmm? You guys came out. Talked trashed. Got smacked down. Went backstage. Used some sort of.... "persuasion" tactics to get yourself tag title shots. Won them. And now you think you're high and mighty above the rest? Why? You can't earn yourself a shot. You have to go and do some politics and whatever the hell you two did back there in order to get what you want. But me? I do it the old fashioned way. Nothing but skill in the ring. I EARN my title shots. I PROVE why I deserve to be a champion. I PROVE night after night, match after match, win or lose, that I am one of the greatest to ever step foot in an APW ring. Yet, I am but a rookie myself. How long have you been at this Kaze? How does it feel that someone so much younger... so much more skilled than you... dare I say it... is better than you? Burns doesn't it? Bet that's gotta hurt. Now you come out here and think you're going to use me to get further to the title? Ha! Not happening. Not even in your wildest dreams Kaze. It's simple. I'm going to take this right foot of mine right here..."

Kenisha looks down at her right leg and slaps her thigh lightly. Then she looks up at Kaze and continues...

"... and I'm going to knock it through that jaw of yours.... and put you down for the 1.... the 2... and ... oh yes... even the 3... Game over. You lose. Then you can run off and crawl into whatever little hole you came out of and pout with your buddy Drew."

Kenisha slowly lowers her microphone. Now to wait for what response Kaze has.

[blizzardkaze]

You make it sound so easy, Kenisha. Hell, I almost thought you were Ric Flair for a moment too. Some old, white, southern man who doesn't know what time it is let alone that his time is up and gone.

Boooooo!!!!

Shut up!!

Boooooo!!!!

Now that we've lived through yet another watered down, WB, African American comedy. Let me bring you back to the real world Kenisha. You say politics? If politics is stepping up when no, and I mean no one gave a fuck about anything including themselves. Then I'm the next President of the United States of America. Hell, I'm the leader of the free world.

Kaze turns, focusing hard on Kenisha and giving her the judgemental up and down.

Kenisha Williams, some fucked up Patron Saint of APW. Where were you and Tosso when the titles were up for grabs? Playing intergender hide and seek with Nitro, and Tosso playing Queen of submission with Skye. Two matches that no one remembers, because on that same night we were taking the Tag Team title and successfully defending them the week after that.

You going to lecture me on the right way to do things? I don't think so you pious, sanctimonious bitch. Night, after night, after night, after night! I'm out here. And unlike these morons that cheer your name, I don't pout after a bad day of work. I don't hide in a hole and bore my little friends with all the numbing betails, and I don't get lost wondering what to do with my meaningless life. I don't sit in the back and think what's next for poor little forgotten me. Every night I get in this ring, and I go straight to the top with my aims.

That's right Kenisha. You want to quote me girl. Then you get it right! I didn't say you were just another stepping stone, I said you were the stepping stone. That's why I'm here because this is exactly where I belong: One step from the top with only you blocking my way.

You make it all sound so easy, Kenisha. You're going to take that right foot and knock it through my jaw? Hell, why don't we call Cross and afterwards he can put his fist through my skull? We'll just make it an orgy of fucking violence that stretches into the night.

The crowd loved the sound of that. It had all their favorite words: Kenisha, through, jaw, Cross, orgy, fucking and violence.

Or maybe, just maybe. You'll find yourself like Nicole Storm, the ex-Rose Champion; Buried 45 Degrees Below Zero (Edgecution) wondering how the hell you could have been so wrong.

Kaze steps up to the plate, squaring herself up to Kenisha in classic Wrestling stand off.

What have you got to lose? Your credibility? Your nickname? Your Saint status? Why don't we find out how much it's gonna cost you. One on one at Degree of Domination, we'll see where that right foot of yours ends up. In my face or under your own ass.

Kaze lowers the microphone, a locks her eyes with Kenisha's.

Come on, Blood Rose!

Kaze opens her arms slightly, inviting her to just fucking start it now. The crowd liked the looks of that and egged Kenisha on, encouraging her as if Kaze's presence alone wasn't encouragement enough to reach out and slap the shit out of someone.

[mswilliams]

Kenisha just shook her head as she looked out to the crowd. Knowing that they were waiting for Kenisha to go ahead and be on the attack on Kaze. She shook her head as she looked at the crowd. She knew that she seemed to have gotten to Kaze. Kaze seemed pissed off. Kenisha was satisfied enough with just knowing that she had gotten under Kaze's skin. She looks back over where Kaze stood with her arms out and lifted the microphone back to her lips...

"Oh.... did I strike a nerve or two? You want me... to whip you from one side of the ring... all the to the other? From post... to post... to post... to post... Well unfortunately for you Kaze, I'm not going to give you what you want. You would love for me to jump across this ring and start wailing on you. You would love that, wouldn't you? But here in lies the problem, if I let your words get to me, then I'd be no better than you. I don't want to lower myself to your level. I've worked long and hard for my spot and to let it all be blown in a fit of rage just because it would make you happy? You don't even seem worth it anymore, but I'll humor you this once and give you the match that you're just dying to have."

Kenisha looked out to the crowd and shrugged her shoulders. As much as she loved her fans, she wasn't going to demean herself. She turned her attention back to Kaze and continued...

"Now tell me Kaze... Why is it that everytime I step into a ring and have to get into some verbal war with someone... they ALWAYS seem to have a problem with the color of my skin? Honestly... First it was Christina Gruber... I laid her to rest. Then it was Jennifer Drew... also laid to rest. Now you... Honestly... is that the only thing that you can think of to use against me? Calling me some watered down African American comedy on WB? Really now... What does that say about you? You got something against me for being African American? You got a problem with my skin color, bitch?"

Theres a loud "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!" through out the arena. Kenisha was not usually one to use profanity but she has been known to do so when it came to something she felt personally offended by.

"What's the matter with the color of my skin, Kaze? Hmmm? There's not a damn thing wrong with me being African American. Got a problem with it Kaze? Then you can just fucking deal with it. Period. Now then... you want to talk about the Tag Team Championships. Okay. Let's talk titles then. You want to know why myself and Michelle Toss didn't step up to get the tag team titles? Hmm? I don't know if you noticed this but uh... NOT EVERYONE IN APW IS A TAG TEAM. If me and Michelle were a tag... then sure we could've kicked your ass again and took them titles from you much earlier. But for the simple fact that we're both singles competitors... well... That just isn't my forte'. So you can continue to talk about me and Michelle not stepping up for the tag team titles but remember this... We're not a tag team. One time deal. Then you want to go on talking about matches that won't be remembered. Well, correct me if I'm wrong but... didn't you just remember them? Hmmm? Obviously they can't be that forgotten about already if you seemed to have taken the time to sit down and note it. Then you want to talk about how meaningless my life is. Hmm. Funny. Is that because for the longest time I didn't have a challenger for my Rose Championship? Is that another crack at that? Tell me something. You want to talk about not stepping up to the plate when it comes to challenging for titles. Tell me something Kaze."

Kenisha paused for a moment as she raised an eyebrow at Kaze.

"Where were you then? Hmm? The Rose Championship was wide open on the table? I mean, come on now. You're part of a tag team. Surely, you could have gone for the Rose Championship then. I mean, it's only right. Right? If me and Michelle aren't a tag team, but yet you seem to think we can still go for the tag titles without earning it as a team... Well surely, you could have come for me when I did have the Rose Championship. Sounds logical to me. That's the way things work, right? I'd think so since that's how it's done right. Right? What was I supposed to do? Hmm? Come out here and beg for a challenger? What kind of champion would I be then? I wanted to be a fighting champion but there didn't seem to be any challengers. Yet, you seem to think that there are just people stepping up left and right. You seem to have done it, right? Oh wait. No. You didn't step up for my title. But now that I'm not champion, now you want the Rose Championship. Now that you're no longer a tag team Champion. Now you want to go for the title."

Kenisha sniffs the air for a moment.

"Do I smell... dare I say it... A title chaser? Hmm? Can't be happy without having a title to justify your greatness? Is that the problem? Poor "wittle" Kaze can't be happy unless she's got gold around her waist. Let me break it down for you like it was broken down for me. You don't need a damn title to be great. You don't need a damn title to prove a damn thing to anyone. Sure, it has it's perks. But the truly great superstars... KNOW and PROVE why they are great. What did you do to prove how good you are? Won the tag titles? Ha! You didn't earn the title shot. You didn't prove that you deserved it. You claim to come out here night after night and prove something. You don't prove anything. You're just a snake in the grass, barely surviving off her last meal. Me? I've already got my spot secured. I prove why I am one of the best Roses in APW. I prove why there is very few in this business that can go toe to toe with me. So young and yet so deadly. Prove me wrong. Go ahead. You going to bring up my match with Nitro? You going to bring up how I lost my Rose Championship? Go ahead. Sure. I took a few losses. But who hasn't? The ride to the top was never a smooth one. But you wouldn't know about that would you? No. Not Kaze. Never her."

Kenisha simply just shook her head.

"But for now... Later tonight, you get me in this ring... I'll humor you and face you one on one. I'll let you feel as if you've gotten the upper hand... but once again you will fall... you will lose... and you will be just A stepping stone for me to reach the spot where I belong. Back at the top. Leaving poor "wittle" Kaze... frozen on the mat where you deserve to stay."

[blizzardkaze]

Kaze shakes her head mockingly trying to act half as disappointed as Kenisha sounded in her.

Aww, playing the defensive race card with a harmless, Asian woman? That's cute. I'll try to act guilty and mortified at what I said you little drama queen.

Blizzard does her best to do just that, placing a hand in the side of her cheek in shock. The crowd didn't buy it all, she doubted Kenisha did either.

As for the rest of it. You've seriously lost your mind, you know that?

Kaze smiles, hoping she had gotten under skin at least a little. That maybe that was the cause.

One minute you're crying that I'm not around to play with you and your title. The next minute I'm a

She sniffs the air like a bloodhound.

title chaser?

Kaze chuckles to herself.

I won't even try to follow or even find the logic there. It would be a waste of my time. Especially considering your condition.

Delusional. You and half this APW roster have become so great in your own little minds. So fucking great that nothing matters anymore. Ms. I'm Bigger than the Titles! Ms. I don't need no gold to prove how great I am. You're above it all!!! How do you breath up there???

The bitter taste was starting to fill Kaze's mouth again. She could almost spit.

You make me sick. You and everyone like you. You come out here and say how great you are so much that these idiots in the seats finally believe it. You preach how fucking perfect you are and they lap it up like a under fed stray cat.

Why don't you make the trip to the hall of fame already, and get the hell out of my ring Kenisha. Where people strive to be the best in the business, and the titles mark where that place is, not you! And that's the place I'm going to be come Degree of Domination.

It was Kaze's turn to shake her head again. But this time there was a lot of sincerity in it.

You're pathetic, and I'm so looking forward to showing the people that love you, just that.

Kaze steps back, and makes the international gesture for 'I'm coming for you' before her music plays. She hops from the ring and ignores the verbal taunts and abuse from the fans. She's actually had some respect for this woman? Had she been insane?? But the people still did, and that would serve her ends just fine.