Forward
[April’s tournament challenge in Japan’s J-ROK promotion is finally over. Despite four straight wins to close the competition with 12 points, tiebreakers cost her as she lost out part of a four way tie to progress to the finals. Even with the win, April doesn’t seem all that satisfied as she rushes over to the interview area, pacing back and forth as she starts unwrapping the athletic tape from around her wrists.]
Not quite good enough. See, this is the thing that makes you scrutinize yourself a little harder, second guess every move you make. In a tournament scenario where you’re not eliminated after one defeat, you can still be undone by mistakes you’ve made. I wanted that guitar trophy but I made one mistake too many. It is what it is. But...even though I came here with the intention of winning, just testing myself was worth the hassle of bouncing back and forth between here and the States for the last couple of weeks. I came here as an unknown entity to these folks and left with fans cheering for me and an invitation to tour again. But, that’s not what some of you are here for, is it? You are here as I get ready to embark on one of the most important stretches of my wrestling career. I defend the SSW Tag Titles with Diantha Rosso here in Japan before I finally depart for WrestleWorld once again.
I know what’s waiting there.
The Underworld has been weakened by everything that’s happened. Claudia humbled, Maggall is injured and they are preparing to strike back. Maverick’s pissed off at everyone. The Professional seems to have a “bone” to pick with Stephanie Matsuda and myself in particular and Cash wants to pick on Violet because she kicked his wife’s ass. I know that me and the Crazy one aren’t all best buddies and all that. And I think you all know that I detest Stephanie Matsuda to the fullest. But the thing is, these three are all people that I hate even more. At least Stephanie owns up to most of her faults. She doesn’t hide behind other people to make her points. We disagree, and we WILL fight, but not just yet. That’s for Boiling Point. These three, they have someone to blame for their problems.
Andrew, who we all know is a little piece of shit, he wants to blame other people for him not believing in himself. He wants to blame people for putting their hands on his Queen but was dead fucking silent when his queen was throwing her weight around, using every trick in the book to stick her nose in World’s Finest business. The funny part of that to me is that if she had just left us all to our own devices we probably would have destroyed each other in some capacity. But no, she’s too proud and too impatient and too full of herself to do the smart thing. I want Andrew to know that I haven’t forgotten about all those nasty things he did to me during the Trial of Seven. I remember every blow, every drop of blood and every ounce of sweat lost. But I really hope that he understands that he will continue to pay as long as he’s in league with the losing team. The day he put his little hands on Hana, my tag partner and friend, was the day he burned his bridge with me. That was a no fly zone. Like I said, I don’t know Violet as well as other people do. I’m not going to pretend to be bestest best friends with her just for good media coverage. But for this match and any match where we have to stand across the ring from those assholes especially, I’m behind her all the way.One thing that Andrew and Friends need to understand is that there is no leader within World’s Finest. This isn’t a vehicle for one or two people to become superstars. It’s a group of people tired of their shit and will act accordingly whenever necessary to level the playing field around here. End of story.
Maverick knows that he’s struggled so mightily against me. He even acknowledges that I’m a superior wrestler. But I know him and those other two are going to come in with some tricks. I will be more than ready for anything they try. This summer is an important one for me. I have to build on this momentum from the King of Hokkaido tournament, from the Trial of Seven. I have a chance to finally beat two of my greatest rivals in America and free WrestleWorld of the Underworld menace.
This isn’t about being corny and making dirty jokes and innuendo with Andrew. This is about continuing to move forward. This is about making sure that this summer is the story I cement my legacy as one of the top wrestlers in the world. So I definitely want Maverick, Cash and Andrew to bring it on. I want to show them that what happened in Russia was no fluke. And I want them to know that when they put their hands on someone I care about or someone that I’m associated with that those very same fingers are going to be broken by me somewhere down the line.
I hope their heads are out of their asses after being humiliated by a bunch of girls and a pissed off tandem of Wild Cards. There needs to be somewhere for my foot to go, you know? Playtime is over.
[April walks off towards the showers, a completely focused expression on her face.]