Post by brooke on Aug 10, 2023 1:26:19 GMT -5
Prologue
It had been a rough patch for my career as of late. OCW, WGWF, FCW, Thunder Pro. I just couldn't find my footing. It seemed my career was spiraling out of control for me. I had new alliances and friendships. Nova Skye, Zoe, Rosa, Synn.. all household names. I was going to cement myself in the annals of history with them. Synn and I were going to be the tag team champions. Until life threw us an Asylum shaped curveball. Synn was pinned and I learned a lesson. No one is unbeatable. No one is irreplaceable. Maybe that loss was the one that would completely change the trajectory of my career. Maybe.. just maybe.
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The headline seemed to be a shot to the heart which left me bleeding and dying.
"BLAKELY AND RAMSEY ON THE OUTS?!"
Accompanying the headline was a picture of me and Rosa holding hands at the Statue of Liberty. I looked to Rosa who was in town with me as I prepare for my upcoming matches. She was speaking about my schedule. "So, August tenth, OCW in Raleigh. August thirteenth is Summer Madness in New York for WGWF."
I nodded. Honestly I hadn't thought about OCW in a minute. Not since Synn stopped me from being a bit aggressive. I shook my head as I spoke. "Oh. I had pretty much forgotten the Raleigh show. Didn't even book a hotel room so guess I'm driving there."
Rosa and I giggled together. The bond we had gained through our mutual friendship with Zoe was amazing. The tabloids could spout whatever they wanted to. My cell phone buzzed. I looked down at it. It was Daniel. "Hey. I'm gonna go for a small walk. Jessie suggested it to me. Just relax. I will be back."
I walked out the door and answered the call as I walked to the elevator. "Hey babe."
He sounded a bit hurt. "Hey. What is this headline and picture that Ringside Sheets has on their website and Twitter page? I mean, I know you are close with Rosa but are you, seeing her?"
I scoffed as I was totally take aback by this question. "There is no way in hell you just asked me that question. Look I know you and I have both been busy and our time for one another has been limited but you need to realize that I love you, Daniel. The sooner you realize that, the better."
I hung up on him and began to tear up. I laid on the bed in the hotel room and cried a bit. Rosa just held me as the scene faded to black.
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"Trust is a fucked up premise in this business. You trust management to pay you and book you in matches to further your career. You trust tag partners to have your best interest in mind and maybe Synn was thinking of the Belles of Brawl in the long run but I could have won us the match.
The past is just that, the past. Synn and I will rebound as a team but this episode of Anarchy is about me bouncing back. It's about me trusting myself and my body once again to win again. Axis, you are the sorry soul who happens to be across from me. You know, hell have no Fury like a woman scorned and all that jazz.
Axis, you and I are not so different lately. We both are on losing skids that would make the Detroit Lions jealous. This week on Anarchy someone's fate twists for the better. I have some bad news for you. It won't be you. I won't allow it. I can't allow it.
I see what Synn has been preaching to me for the last few months. It's not about wins and losses. It is the lessons we learn and the lessons we teach. This week I teach you a lesson in darkness, a lesson in fear. When Synn told me "we are fear" I didn't understand as I was young and naive. The naivity I once had is long gone. All I see now is red and that doesn't bode well for you, does it? The answer is a resounding no.
Alexandra Callaway couldn't keep me down and she is a champion. What chance has a commoner like you? How will you fair? Against Alexandra I had everything to lose. Sometimes we all need to be knocked down a few pegs to see the truth that is right in front of us. What is your truth, Axis? Do you trust yourself to get the job done against a former champion? Do you trust yourself to end it all when the chips are down?
I know that, even through defeat after defeat i trust myself to be resilient. I've fought to get here. I fought to go to college. I fought to get through wrestling school. I fought the patriarchal society norms that I was taught to follow throughout life. Everytime I have succeeded. Everytime I have come out stronger and on top of the world.
The Belles of Brawl are both in for huge things. What you saw against The Asylum was but a taste of what is to come. If we so willed it, we would have hurt them. If I so will it, I will hurt you. Do you trust me not to do it, Axis? Do you trust me to not end your career? I dont know if I trust myself to hold back against you. Now that I have nothing to lose, maybe my cold cold heart will be the end of your life as you know it."
I began applying some facepaint to my face as I laughed a bit more maniacally than before. I looked in the mirror as I spoke again. "Axis, when you see your own reflection, do you like the man staring back at you? Do you like being that empty shell of the wrestler you once were? There was a time the name Axis would have struck fear in me but now, I fear nothing and no one. I have no reason to fear you. You are a mere mortal and there is nothing you can do that no one else in this business hasn't already tried.
I'm not a Barbie doll. I'm not just another pretty face for morons like you to prey on and drool over. I am a Belle who is ready to Brawl. This match will show me drop all inhibitions. I will hit you harder than I've hit anyone in a long time.
Don't think this makes you special, Axis. It could have been anyone. In another universe, on another branch in time, it's Donnie Harris. It's Nickleman. It's Easton Alexander. The point is it could have been anyone. In this life, it just happens to be you. Are you ready to be vanquished?
People have been saying it for months now. "Brooke Blakely isn't PIC. She isn't Harmon Egan. She isn't a Strader. You want to know the difference between me and people like that, Axis? When the going go tough I didn't tuck my tail between my thighs and run off. I stuck it out. When most rookies would have given up, I bled it out. As far as I'm concerned. I am the OCW Rookie of the year. I am the Rookie of the year in all of wrestling. You, Axis, are just my next victim."
I put another bit of face paint on my face as I was seemingly transforming right in front of the camera. I spoke, more to the point than before. "Gone away is that little girl who debuted earlier this year. I am a daydream to most but on Anarchy, in that ring, I am the cause of your broken dream, Axis. This week I fracture your sense of reality. I will bend the very essence of time inside that ring as I make of you, an example. I am broken but I am not shattered. I am still motivated to be the absolute best. I want to break you down mentally, spiritually, and physically Axis. I won't stop until your body, your very will to live breaks down. I want to take you to a place so dark that daylight seems far away. I want to take away your life force. I won't stop until I do. I may be blonde but I'm not dumb. I will use my brains to bend you til you break. I want to push you to the edge of insanity and beyond. I want to end your whole thought process. Soon you will see, in the land of the Outcasts, we are all mad here."
I finished the face paint as I smirked. My inner fear was gone. On the Outside I was going to become someone's fear. Maybe it was Axis. Maybe it was someone else. Only time would tell.
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Epilogue
Scandal followed me everywhere I went it seemed. The paparazzi were always out for a story. I thought I was doing well. The more things like this happened, the more I realized why Synn hid Juniper from the world. Maybe it was time for me to crawl into a hole but that wasn't me. That would only allow the true enemy to win. The true enemy isn't Axis or Rosa. It wasn't Daniel or the paparazzi. The true enemy was myself. Nothing I did would change that. No amount of make up or facepaint or hiding would change the fact that my true fear was the fear of myself. For so long I feared failure or being left out when all along I should have feared not standing out. Not stepping out sooner. Not breaking away from that which held me back. Religion, family, fear. These things held me back. Not anymore. The scandal may just be beginning but the Daydream is far from over. Welcome to my nightmare.
It had been a rough patch for my career as of late. OCW, WGWF, FCW, Thunder Pro. I just couldn't find my footing. It seemed my career was spiraling out of control for me. I had new alliances and friendships. Nova Skye, Zoe, Rosa, Synn.. all household names. I was going to cement myself in the annals of history with them. Synn and I were going to be the tag team champions. Until life threw us an Asylum shaped curveball. Synn was pinned and I learned a lesson. No one is unbeatable. No one is irreplaceable. Maybe that loss was the one that would completely change the trajectory of my career. Maybe.. just maybe.
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_
The headline seemed to be a shot to the heart which left me bleeding and dying.
"BLAKELY AND RAMSEY ON THE OUTS?!"
Accompanying the headline was a picture of me and Rosa holding hands at the Statue of Liberty. I looked to Rosa who was in town with me as I prepare for my upcoming matches. She was speaking about my schedule. "So, August tenth, OCW in Raleigh. August thirteenth is Summer Madness in New York for WGWF."
I nodded. Honestly I hadn't thought about OCW in a minute. Not since Synn stopped me from being a bit aggressive. I shook my head as I spoke. "Oh. I had pretty much forgotten the Raleigh show. Didn't even book a hotel room so guess I'm driving there."
Rosa and I giggled together. The bond we had gained through our mutual friendship with Zoe was amazing. The tabloids could spout whatever they wanted to. My cell phone buzzed. I looked down at it. It was Daniel. "Hey. I'm gonna go for a small walk. Jessie suggested it to me. Just relax. I will be back."
I walked out the door and answered the call as I walked to the elevator. "Hey babe."
He sounded a bit hurt. "Hey. What is this headline and picture that Ringside Sheets has on their website and Twitter page? I mean, I know you are close with Rosa but are you, seeing her?"
I scoffed as I was totally take aback by this question. "There is no way in hell you just asked me that question. Look I know you and I have both been busy and our time for one another has been limited but you need to realize that I love you, Daniel. The sooner you realize that, the better."
I hung up on him and began to tear up. I laid on the bed in the hotel room and cried a bit. Rosa just held me as the scene faded to black.
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_
"Trust is a fucked up premise in this business. You trust management to pay you and book you in matches to further your career. You trust tag partners to have your best interest in mind and maybe Synn was thinking of the Belles of Brawl in the long run but I could have won us the match.
The past is just that, the past. Synn and I will rebound as a team but this episode of Anarchy is about me bouncing back. It's about me trusting myself and my body once again to win again. Axis, you are the sorry soul who happens to be across from me. You know, hell have no Fury like a woman scorned and all that jazz.
Axis, you and I are not so different lately. We both are on losing skids that would make the Detroit Lions jealous. This week on Anarchy someone's fate twists for the better. I have some bad news for you. It won't be you. I won't allow it. I can't allow it.
I see what Synn has been preaching to me for the last few months. It's not about wins and losses. It is the lessons we learn and the lessons we teach. This week I teach you a lesson in darkness, a lesson in fear. When Synn told me "we are fear" I didn't understand as I was young and naive. The naivity I once had is long gone. All I see now is red and that doesn't bode well for you, does it? The answer is a resounding no.
Alexandra Callaway couldn't keep me down and she is a champion. What chance has a commoner like you? How will you fair? Against Alexandra I had everything to lose. Sometimes we all need to be knocked down a few pegs to see the truth that is right in front of us. What is your truth, Axis? Do you trust yourself to get the job done against a former champion? Do you trust yourself to end it all when the chips are down?
I know that, even through defeat after defeat i trust myself to be resilient. I've fought to get here. I fought to go to college. I fought to get through wrestling school. I fought the patriarchal society norms that I was taught to follow throughout life. Everytime I have succeeded. Everytime I have come out stronger and on top of the world.
The Belles of Brawl are both in for huge things. What you saw against The Asylum was but a taste of what is to come. If we so willed it, we would have hurt them. If I so will it, I will hurt you. Do you trust me not to do it, Axis? Do you trust me to not end your career? I dont know if I trust myself to hold back against you. Now that I have nothing to lose, maybe my cold cold heart will be the end of your life as you know it."
I began applying some facepaint to my face as I laughed a bit more maniacally than before. I looked in the mirror as I spoke again. "Axis, when you see your own reflection, do you like the man staring back at you? Do you like being that empty shell of the wrestler you once were? There was a time the name Axis would have struck fear in me but now, I fear nothing and no one. I have no reason to fear you. You are a mere mortal and there is nothing you can do that no one else in this business hasn't already tried.
I'm not a Barbie doll. I'm not just another pretty face for morons like you to prey on and drool over. I am a Belle who is ready to Brawl. This match will show me drop all inhibitions. I will hit you harder than I've hit anyone in a long time.
Don't think this makes you special, Axis. It could have been anyone. In another universe, on another branch in time, it's Donnie Harris. It's Nickleman. It's Easton Alexander. The point is it could have been anyone. In this life, it just happens to be you. Are you ready to be vanquished?
People have been saying it for months now. "Brooke Blakely isn't PIC. She isn't Harmon Egan. She isn't a Strader. You want to know the difference between me and people like that, Axis? When the going go tough I didn't tuck my tail between my thighs and run off. I stuck it out. When most rookies would have given up, I bled it out. As far as I'm concerned. I am the OCW Rookie of the year. I am the Rookie of the year in all of wrestling. You, Axis, are just my next victim."
I put another bit of face paint on my face as I was seemingly transforming right in front of the camera. I spoke, more to the point than before. "Gone away is that little girl who debuted earlier this year. I am a daydream to most but on Anarchy, in that ring, I am the cause of your broken dream, Axis. This week I fracture your sense of reality. I will bend the very essence of time inside that ring as I make of you, an example. I am broken but I am not shattered. I am still motivated to be the absolute best. I want to break you down mentally, spiritually, and physically Axis. I won't stop until your body, your very will to live breaks down. I want to take you to a place so dark that daylight seems far away. I want to take away your life force. I won't stop until I do. I may be blonde but I'm not dumb. I will use my brains to bend you til you break. I want to push you to the edge of insanity and beyond. I want to end your whole thought process. Soon you will see, in the land of the Outcasts, we are all mad here."
I finished the face paint as I smirked. My inner fear was gone. On the Outside I was going to become someone's fear. Maybe it was Axis. Maybe it was someone else. Only time would tell.
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_
Epilogue
Scandal followed me everywhere I went it seemed. The paparazzi were always out for a story. I thought I was doing well. The more things like this happened, the more I realized why Synn hid Juniper from the world. Maybe it was time for me to crawl into a hole but that wasn't me. That would only allow the true enemy to win. The true enemy isn't Axis or Rosa. It wasn't Daniel or the paparazzi. The true enemy was myself. Nothing I did would change that. No amount of make up or facepaint or hiding would change the fact that my true fear was the fear of myself. For so long I feared failure or being left out when all along I should have feared not standing out. Not stepping out sooner. Not breaking away from that which held me back. Religion, family, fear. These things held me back. Not anymore. The scandal may just be beginning but the Daydream is far from over. Welcome to my nightmare.