Mission vs. Mission (Rose Title Situation)

[Jennifer Drew]

The build up for the next showcase was well underway and matches were solidifying quickly, but there were still a few notable exceptions. One of the questions would be answered soon enough. “For the Workforce, Drowning” by Thursday plays meaning, unsurprisingly, here comes Jennifer Drew.

What was surprising was the fact that she wasn’t hunched over, wheelchair bound or even dead after her 90 minute 6-way ladder match of the year on Full Throttle. She did her best to not show any of the pain shooting through her body, but still if you looked closely you could see the effects of the war on her. The slower walk, the occasional rub of the back and a bandage partially obscured by pink bangs on her forehead all showed that she had sacrificed her body on the Altar of APW.

Even still she did manage to muster as many waves and metal horns as she could before she rolled under the bottom rope and grabbed her microphone. Jen gave the crowd a moment to die down while she stood still flashing a smile to all assembled.

APW fans, I’m glad to be here tonight at APW Presents Six Feet Deep featuring the Traditional Gravedigger Match. You know, I could keep doing plugs all night, but I’m here to say something important.

Jen pauses. Her expression changed dramatically and it was clear that it was time for business.

APW, it is time to give the devil her due. Tonight, here at Six Feet Under I want my shot at the Rose Title.

Months ago that probably would have gotten her booed out of the building, but people had come to accept Classic Jennifer Drew, and even love her again. Everyone seemed to love the though of her back at the center of all things wrestling again.

Ever since I showed up APW no matter what happened, no matter who I pissed off, no matter who I threatened to murder, they had to say “future Rose Champion.” And it seems like no matter where I go all I hear is why aren’t you at the top? “ Jenny, why aren’t you the champ, or the CEO or the President?” I asked myself the same question every time I heard that and I couldn’t come up with a good reason.

You know most of the time I’ve been here I let myself get distracted by things, I realized really don’t matter. And now, it’s time I focus on things that do. Like what I consider to be the most important title here. Tonight, I’m taking what I want, a real world title, one that’s around the waist of Rebecca Skye.

Rebecca, I could stand here and tell you ten jillion reasons why I deserve this title. I could go on and on and on and on and then on again about all the great stuff I think I’ve done this season, but I’m not going to tonight. No, I only need to say one thing to prove why I deserve my shot here at APW Presents Six Feet Deep. It’s because about one month ago, back when you were just a wide-eyed optimistic little thing on her way to the big dance I beat you. I think I’ve got one more win in me in me, so let’s make it count this time Becks.

Jen lowers her microphone as the cheers pick back up. This was definitely one people wanted to see, but would they? Would the champion make it official? She stood waiting, pacing the ring a bit as she waits for the Rebecca Skye to make her entrance. The PA comes alive when we hear the theme of…

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<~...Camille LeFurgey.Much to everyone's surprise,L'Envers De La Terre does interrupt all that is beginning to transpire.It takes no longer for Camille to appear from behind le curtain with mic in hand,frustrated that once again someone has beat her to le punch.~>

PD: This doesn't look good, Lana.

Lana: I suppose it doesn't take a rocket science to figure out what Camille is doing out here.

No...no...no..no!

<~She says this as all eyes fall on her,walking down le ramp,her face expressing le annoyance of this championship contendership jumping ahead of others.~>

You will not do such a thing,Madamoiselle Drew.Rebecca and her championship is le mine,and no one else's.

<~Her emphasis is evident,to those here tonight and those watching at home.They all knew what had happened to Camille during le last Full Throttle,and all le drama created.It wasn't going to happen again,not if Camille had something to say about it.~>

Wh..what?Did you attack le champion as well?Apparently this serves to be le right of passage for contendership.What is it with you people and your assaults?This is most disrespectful,not only to le champion but those who are fighting for le opportunity,to contend for a prestigious championship,not a sullied one.Moi's mission is to change this.

<~She walks up le steel steps,her stomps firm and her brow wrinkled.He head shakes negatively,establishing that what Madamoiselle Drew wants to see happen tonight,will not,if Camille has something to do with it.She quickly walks up to her,eye to eye.~>

Moi is calling out le champion,Madamoiselle Speedy Pinkzalez.Moi is not letting this happen by no means because moi is frankly sick and tired with all of this,le Roses especially.Last week,moi had to suffer le embarrasment of coming out her and calling out le Nationwide champion,only to have some hormonal induced wench with le bad weave relinquish le title,and actually announcing moi as le new champion.NO!Moi would never accept this.But her first act as ex-champion,which moi is still baffled that she could even say anything in respect toward le title's future,that moi would need to face some dumb blonde.Moi had no problem with this,and never hesitated to calling her out myself.What did she do?She disrespected moi and these people,and those at home.

<~Boos?Oui,they are boos.~>

And much to moi's dismay,she shows up and rips le very first championship moi has ever challenged.Moi's spirit was broken,just as moi's back could have been with her recklessness.She attempts what looked to be a powerbomb,only for her hands to slip and cause moi to fall right on moi's back.You consider this fair,Madamoiselle Drew?It wasn't.Management says nothing to address le situation.What they do do is support someone who cares nothing but about wins and championships.Just because she is a loyalist,she takes precedence over le new,like moi?This company does not exist within a dictatorship.This is Canada!

<~She is interrupted by their cheers,her mic lowers slightly.After a few seconds,it returns to its previous positioning.~>

But moi respects le fact that you came out here,and did exactly what moi did last week.Only difference is that we're doing for le Rose championship what should have been done with le Nationwide championship last week.Give it le respect it deserves.So what is to happen now?Rebecca Skye.

<~She calls for her without her eyes wavering from Madamoiselle Drew.~>

Moi is sure you won't pull le same act as le champion who gave it all up,when threatened.Do us le favor,and show yourself.

[Rebecca Skye]

.-:And, then a few seconds pass before Break The Line by Guano Apes blares over the PA. A few more seconds pass as the lights start to flash. Then, out steps from the Back THE ROSE CHAMPION Rebecca Skye. She steps out onto the stage, Rose Title strapped tightly around her waist as she looks at the two challengers in the ring. Then, she outstretches her arms as a waterfall of sparks falls behind her. It was something she normally only did before matches, but now seemed like a good time to do it. As the sparks die down she brings her arms back down.

She made her way down to the ring, high fiving fans a plenty like any good champ would do. A smile on her face all the while. The whole proposal had put Becca in the BEST mood she had ever been in. Once she reached the ring side, she took a few quick steps and hopped up onto the apron. With a big smile in her face she swung her body through the middle and top rope.

Knowing neither of the two ladies would hand over their own mics, Rebecca walked over to the side and requested a mic from one of the stage hands nicely. Within a few seconds the plastic end was rested in her hand. A thank you was given from her as she walked back to the middle of the ring where the two ladies stood.:-.

"So... both of you believe you are deserving of a shot at The Rose Title hm?"

.-:Rebecca lowered the mic, still in a good mood.... if these ladies were smart tehy wouldn't mess with her.:-.

"Well... I really see no harm in the fact that both of you are worthy.... and that both of you could be very good competitors inside this very ring. And.... neither of you have really talked trash about me. Which is really a step up from my last challenger who decided to run her mouth and call me a 'poser' champion.

And you see where that led her right?

But I'm not out here to brag about how I laid her out with a simple DDT. I'm out here to ACCEPT the challenge of....."

.-:Silence... Cliff Hangers where a bitch weren't they?:-.

"Jennifer DREW!
















AND Camille! You both will face me in a triple threat match at 6 Feet Deep... Do either of you two Number One Contenders have a problem with that?"

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<~Le instance Madmoiselle Skye mentioned Jennifer,her world almost caved into itself.This couldn't be,she thought.Superior would eradicate her role in le mission.Then,le long drawn out pause was replaced with her name,le shock replacing her and le crowd's disappointment.~>

PD: Did Becca just say that she's defending the title against Jenny AND Camille?!!

Lana: Talk about being bold. She's placing herself into a situation where she can potentially lose the Rose title even if she is not involved in the decision.

<~Camille looks at Madamoiselle Drew,and then at Madamoiselle Skye.Speechless.Jennifer seems to be le same...~>

[Jennifer Drew]

She couldn’t keep quiet for long though. Jennifer shot each woman a glance and nodded a satisfied nod.

Jennifer Drew vs. Camille LeFurgey vs. Rebecca Skye for the Rose Title? Triple Threat? That could be huge, we’re talking completely epic here girls. Plus, did I mention I get my title shot? Win/win. So, you know I’m up for this, and if this is cool with everyone involved then I’ll see you ladies in the ring. So, what do you say?

Jen shrugs her shoulders and looks over at Camille waiting to hear whether she’d accept this solution.

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Camille lifts her mic,le shock slowly subsiding.She must prove to Superior her worth,by any means necessary.She meets Madamoiselle Drew's look with one of her own.

Oui.

<~A definitive and powerful tone in her acceptance,with le overwhelming approval of le fans,chants breaking for their favorites.She will take this situation and use it to her advantage.She must strike quickly and evade.Then slither her way to either of her two opponents whenever they are down,to capture what will show her legitamacy.Le femmes form le perfect triangle in le middle of le ring.Le top point,le champion.Le bases,le challengers.Le champion could either come out on top,as she is now or one of her bases will tip her off her perch.Seizing le top and her championship.What is to happen?Le gaze from each woman toward le others speaks for itself.~>