Darin Zion(c) vs Roxxie Roberts

[PWXonline]

Hybrid Championship
Darin Zion(c) vs Roxxie Roberts

RP Limit: 2 per person

Deadline: 5-13-14 at Midnight CST

[Roxxie Roberts]

May 2nd, 2014. (Continued…)

The pain in his eyes was nearly unbearable to see… the strike of confusion washed his face, a different confusion then when he was Rhonin. My eyebrows stressed, looking at him… his arms near his sides, topless, only wearing pants. His breathing accelerated a bit.

“Joey…. Please…”I breathed lightly, pleaded mercy for his forgiveness in my rash way of blurting out one of most important pieces of information somebody would want to know.

His eyes never left mine, he watched me as I waited for him to cool off, knowing full well that he was not as ill-tempered as he was a few weeks ago. His face relaxed a bit, but the clear expression of hurt came across his features. I could tell he was angry, upset, and confused… but he was not about to lose his cool.

“Did you just say… Our daughter?!” questioning me with a low, calm voice.

Having not even explained anything yet, my stomach went in knots, my brain went fuzzy and my heart beat like a stampede. Licking my lips, I look down to my hands that have already been removed from my face. Sniffling, I try not to look up at Joey, feeling uneasy.

“God dammit, Rox, you want to drop this shit on me right when I think I have everything figured out!? I finally get a handle on who I am and what I'm doing, and now you're adding another piece to the fucking puzzle!!” he lets out with frustration.

“I NEVER KNEW EITHER, I DIDN’T KNOW SHE WAS REALLY ALIVE!!” I yelled out… a little taken back at my own anger and I stand. Joey looks at me, eyes a bit wide. “What would you expect me to do…. Tell you after 6 months… keeping it a lie, to myself… searching for her myself… and one day show up with a child that looks oddly like you… don’t you think I lied to you enough?” I questioned… panting… out of breath. My face, despite being mocha colored, had turned red… but quickly began to fade.

He just stands there, in slight shock… waiting for me to cool off. Collapsing back on the bed, tears slide down my cheeks. Closing his eyes for a moment, exhaling a deep breath, he grabs the wooden chair from the desk to his right and pulls it over in front of me… sitting down slowly and looking me in the eyes, a bit weary still… but also a bit sympathetic in my emotional plea. He wipes my tears away, his eyes softened a bit to give me enough courage to say what I needed to. However, I was no fool… I knew the rage whirled inside of him… maybe not at me, probably the person who caused it all… six long years ago…

Adam…

“It came as a shock to me too, Joey…” he quirked an eyebrow, but kept on listening.

“After the night I… left…!!!” cleaning my throat, I paused, “….He… came to pick up Cameron and I, at my mother’s house!”

Joey looked at me, intently listening… but the rage lifting to the surface of his face again… his forehead turning a bit red with anger… just talking about him made Joey crazy, and made me feel scared.

“You had already left Elite Wrestling Academy, and I had quit wrestling for good… I lost all heart in the sport when I lost you… living in a loveless house. One month had went by… I suspected I was getting sick… I wasn’t eating, sleeping, in a lot of pain and having horrible dreams, losing weight…” I said, voice cutting out… Joey reaches forward and grabs my hand in his, holding it tightly, trying to calm me… but mostly himself.

“I was finally let out of the house to see a doctor…”

“HE, wouldn’t let you out of the house…!!!” he growled, hand gripping tighter on mine. I look up at him for a moment, before looking down at his hands, knuckles turning white, and I brush his hand with my thumb...

“The doctor, of course, ordered some tests… blood work, urine samples, and the like…, and when he came back to the office with news, after a forty minute wait… he had admitted to me I was pregnant…”

Remembering it was such a horrifying experience… the baby a miracle… the situation a nightmare.

“I felt enraged, betrayed, and most of all violated… because I had feared that the child would be his...”

His hand loosened a bit, and looked up at from under his brow... Looking as if he was about to say something… but closed his mouth again and remained quiet.

“The doctor went on to explain to me that I was nine weeks pregnant… and I burst down in to relieved tears in to his office… the poor guy had to hold on to me for an hour and a half…” Gripping his hand tightly in mine, him returning the grip just as hard. “When I got back to the house, escorted by ‘guards.’ I immediately packed my things as well as Cameron’s… and hid them in the trunk of my car that sat unused in the garage…” I choked on my words… trying to take a deep breath.

“I tried to leave him Joey… there was no way I could raise our child in a house with that monster… it was bad enough he had me and Cameron under his clutches… I was going to try and find you… track you down somewhere. Even if that meant not sleeping for days on end. I knew you would have understood what I did… you were always a man of logic and reason… and I knew you could protect us… and in that moment I realized what I didn’t realize a month before…I should have never left. I was so scared, I couldn’t even think…”

“Rox…” he mutters, cupping my face with his free hand. I tilt my head to the side, brushing my face in to his hand, more tears slipping from my eyes.

“That evening, as I was putting Cameron to bed… he needed to talk to me. Taking me outside to the gardens… he expressed what he believed was his deepest apologies which I was positive they were more lies… and that’s when he told me you had died in a wrestling accident… I was even shown a tape of your accident and I realized I couldn’t leave… you were no longer alive to protect us if I came back… but little did I know, you recovered from it, or if it was staged.”

Stopping briefly to catch my breath.

“I broke down after that… transformed in to an empty person with no soul… all I could think about was getting Cameron and the baby out. A week later the best option I had to make our lives easier, was to tell him I was pregnant with his child… because if he knew she was yours… I was sure he was going to do something terrible… so I lied. He believed it to be true… made everything easier for a while. Until she came a couple months early… with the same fierce eyes you have, skin lighter than mine… and hair that was more golden then brown.”

Letting go of his hand… I clap my hands over my face and break down in a whimper, letting the tears run free… unable to speak. But I didn’t have to, he knew… he understood what I was saying. “You only had a day with her didn’t you…” he asked, feeling my head nod under his arms as he held me tightly, comforting me.

“He took her away from me Joey… away from us,” calling out, muffled, under his arms… sounding low from the tears. Joey pulled away, slowly gliding his hands to either side of my face and kissing my forehead.

“He told me she died through the night from underdeveloped lungs… she failed to breathe….” Choking up, I continue. “While I was sleeping… he signed the discharge papers, to send her to an adoption agency… he forged my signature.”

Flame raged in his eyes, pulling himself to a stand and walking from one end of the room to the other, tightening his hands. “We will get her back…. I swear… You hear me?” he turned to be… face red, blood boiling as he paced the room uneasy as if trying to convince himself, and me… that this wasn’t over.


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Sitting on the couch, remote in hand… pausing the television, I look over to the camera to the right of the room.

“Hybrid Title Match, huh?” I ask inquisitively, rubbing my chin with my index and thumb.

“Thanks Darin, really… I should grovel right? Be appreciative for your moment of sanitary relapse? Would you like me to get on my hands and knees and kiss your feet?”

Shaking my head with a smile, I stretch my right arm behind me, resting on the back of the couch.

“No, of course not… you expect something else right? Join The Establishment, and I could have Sex, Money and Power isn’t that right? That is what you expect of me… to get down on my knees and give the ‘sex’ so I can get power… which will earn me money?” I spit out, laughing a bit.

“You are blind in your vision Darin… I have Sex… since he is all mine and obviously not homosexual… you wouldn’t know how well I am taken care of in that department. Oh, in case I am not clear, I meant Joey Harris. Money is a disease of greed. I have what I need, I make do… and I live well, I don’t need to wipe my ass with dollar bills like Leo Banks did. Despite the way I act and dress, I am a lady Darin… go ahead laugh, I already have laughed about it.” I gesture the camera with my left hand, as if expecting it to laugh.

“Then there is Power… people will kill, beg, plead to receive this. Do you really believe I don’t have any power? I am a daughter of a World Champion, a Hall of Famer, and a fuckin’ Legend. My whole family has power… Multiple people from my family know how to handle jackass’ like you in the ring and leave boot marks on your face.”

Smiling still, I pull myself off of the couch, and walk around the coffee table… next to the television and in front of the camera.

“If I didn’t have power Darin, would you have offered me a chance at the Hybrid Championship? Would you have told me I have “potential?” This is my second title shot in less than a month, and to add extra gravy… now I qualify for the World Title of PWX… say, hitting two birds with one stone here. Pun intended.”

The camera bounces a bit, from laughter.

“My power is influence, deception and persuasion… Over the course of the last few months I have made impression upon impression on the company… despite Hollywood’s hatred for me. I have torn through the ranks of PWX… not one of your roster members have been able to take me down… not one person you have dished out on me as been able to make me beg for mercy, or leave me in a crumbled heap in the middle of the ring. Out eight performances… I have not been pinned by one of your do-gooders… including your cherished Establishment members.” Pausing, I look towards the television and back to the camera.

“Everybody has turning points, moments of their career where they are brought down to the dirt, and times where they rise above all else and defeat the odds. The Establishment is a crumbling city, turning to ruin as Joey and I rip out way through PWX, fire in hand. I am not unstoppable, I can be defeated when faced with something that is worth my caliber… The PWX… does not meet those standards… unless of course, you would like to prove me otherwise Darin Zion, the fourth time Hybrid Champion?”

Moving away from the camera and towards the window, watching the sun beam in across the yard.

“You want to add spark to the Hybrid Division again, make it as triumphant as you wish it to be? You definitely picked the right opponent. However, the Hybrid title is a rung on the ladder to the World Championship… bring me a lighter Darin, and I will give you the spark you wish. I will light the ring on fire, and appear through the flames as I watch your Hybrid Division burn up and rise to the occasion… sucking in every opponent that dares tempt me. You can try and suffocate me, put out the flames… but they will only grow, manifest… and burn everything to ashes as I stake my claim to the World Title.”

“You want competition Darin? You want somebody to defend your title to… well you got It right here, and she will knock your teeth in to the next millennium!”

I turn to the camera, with a smile before it turns off. “You gave me chills.”

Looking up to my Aunt Kaelyn, I nod, smirking a bit. “He has no idea, what he started Aunt Kaelyn, no idea.”

[Darin Zion]

(OOC: with what's going on in the fed, I'm going to try my damnest to just do an IC Trash Talk in the forums. I'm about to go nuts, so 1) I appologize I suck this week and 2) expect an official annoucement from me later this week about said situation going on.)



"This week's been controversial and filled with a lot of legal battles in court with what transpired on Adrenaline last week and I cannot help but feel excited. Never have I created so much controversy about holding a title that it's literally blown up Twitter the way it has. I won't tolerate insubordination, so I reacted, I asked Hollywood to sue and now I'm proving while I get the damn job done. I'm happy that I'm generating heat, even if you call me stupid or non-nonsensical. But I won't tolerate PWX's image being degraded to that of a whore. I'll end your career in a heart beat. Now what does this have to do with me being the Hybrid Champion....

Simple, I'm the best in the world at what I do. I gauge a reaction. I pull you in and I make you feel what I felt when I walked into the PWX ring almost 10 years ago. I want you to hate me, and I'll do anything to keep this fed alive within reason. I won't treat my baby like a whore. I'll fight tooth and nail for my company to make damn well sure it survives. And I won't put up with Satanic bullshit. You crucify me, I crucify you...in court. I've prove my worth for over 5 years of that 10 years with all the breaks, and I'll step into this ring and I'll beat ass to win this title night in and night out. It's my title. And I don't want names like Ness soiling it.

So here's the deal, this week, I chose Roxxie Roberts over anyone else to face because she can get the damn job done. Let me be real here, breaking my hard assed, skin. She literally challenge Brian Hollywood in every way. She tore him apart. She killed us and maimed our Establishment. She's done a great job. She's brought in her beast, and she's a lot like me and might I say I'm impressed.

But she won't get the job done against me....

I won the Hybrid Title four times, owned this company, won the PWX Title shot...you've heard it all. But I'm going to blow you all away and prove I'm not a fluke. That I'm not a paper champion. That I'll defend this belt week in and week out. So this week, I'm going to defend against Roxxie and tear the roof down. No distractions, nothing. It'll be one on one competition and I vow I'll come out as a victor.

Little known fact about Zion, I always win. I find a way to survive to make you the crowd happy. You just don't want to admit it. You don't kniow what's best for business. So I'll be frank with you. SHUT UP! I know what's best for business and for one moment, guess what? Trust me. I ridded PWX of all the poision. I've created competition. And you just couldn't stand for my competition roster. So I stepped in. Do you think I want to step in. I did it to make you all PASSIONATE, HEATED, and HATE ME. And it worked. I puppeted everyone. Sure, call me stupid, childish. I'm used to it...but I'm not falling apart....

I haven't lost everything...have I?

Sure, Schmied's turned his back on me. Sure, Jarome hates me for making him look like a fucking joke. But honestly, I'll be up front. I haven't lost everything like people say. I've got my ownership back. It's all mine...MY PRECIOUS...MY TITLE...MINE!

AND YOU CAN'T HAVE ANY!!!!

Yes, I just went there.

Anyways, you'll see me step into this ring on ADR this week. Better than ever...you'll see. I'm not nuts....you don't hate me....you love me.