Minka Pressler, was at home listening to the podcast of one Mike OxBig instead of making the drive from South Bend, Indiana to Toronto, because she was more than a little pissed off at the disrespect that had been shown towards her tag team partner, Samantha Raine and herself. When she realized that she should have been on the road driving already she was already an hour late. She didn’t know if Sam, Patience, and Ashlynn were going to wait for her to make it there before they started shopping, but she knew that she had to try to make it somewhat close to the time that they were supposed to meet. However, after calling around to several different airlines trying to find a flight to Toronto, because that was definitely going to be quicker, but the only flights that they had were much later tonight.

She tried even calling Samantha to let her know that she was on her way, but that she was running late. However, her tag team partner didn’t answer the call nor the text that she sent her about it. A little smirk formed on Minka’s face, because she took that as a sign as Sam’s plans to have a romantic morning with her husband were in full swing. Which, meant that she wasn’t going to be the only one that was going to be late to the shopping center. She thought about getting in touch with Patience to let her know what’s going on, but they were a team for so long that it was possible that she already realizes that she probably left later than she should have.

Despite the fact that she was running really late she was making pretty good time on I-65 heading towards Toronto, but too bad she couldn’t say that she was enjoying the drive. Her Jeep Cherokee had seen better days by far and unfortunately for her she didn’t think about all that before jumping in and taking off in it. Had she thought about it, she probably would have rented a car instead, but she didn’t know how that was going turn out either, because for some reason SCW hasn’t listed her a driver on any of the cars that they have rented for her and her travel buddies. Though, going through that would have been preferable over driving without A/C and radio.

Her electric blue hair what wasn’t glued to the side of her head by the sweat was whipping around her face thanks to the cross breeze that she has going on with the windows being rolled down. Her hair only being stopped from hitting her in her eyes by her cheap oversized sunglasses that she’s wearing. Other than that she is wearing a white tank top that is a little smaller than it should be, because her black bra straps are exposed, and she’s wearing blue booty shots that are finished off with a pair of flip flops on her feet. Not really something that you want to go shopping in, but she’s got that covered in her backseat. She has more appropriate attire and footwear in a duffle bag, because she knew that she was going to sweat at least ten gallons on the trip and didn’t want to reek of sweat while shopping. However, she might not get a chance to change in to that outfit, because she notices that the temperature gauge on her jeep was slowly starting to raise.

“God damn it!” To say that she was a little frustrated in the moment would have been an understatement, because seeing that just reminded her of something else she forgot to check before she left home. She starts looking for the nearest exit to make a pit stop to let her jeep cool down, but she doesn’t make it that far before she notices something out of the corner of her eye in her rearview mirror. “Now what?”

The now what was, a Michigan State Trooper with his lights flashing behind her. She pulled over on to the shoulder of the road and immediately put her jeep in to park and cut the engine. She did that, because she knew she was going to be ordered to it, but more so to give her engine a little time to cool off while she’s stopped. She then started to dig for her license and registration for the piece of shit she’s driving.

“Ma’am, do you know why I pulled you over?” Minka luckily had just found her registration to where she was able to turn to look at the officer before she responds to the question.

“Was I speeding?” Minka answer was a question of her own, because truthfully she wasn’t sure why he was pulling her over in the moment. As far as she knows there was nothing to warrant a stop with her jeep outside of her overheating problem, but there was no way that he could be stopping her for that. So the only thing that came to her mind was that she was speeding, because her speedometer being off. Her question wasn’t be a smart ass or give the officer any lip, because she seriously didn’t know why he was stopping her.

“No ma’am, your speed was fine. What you failed to do is signal your lane changes about a half mile back.” Minka looked at the officer with a confused look on her face, because she knows for the fact that she signaled before getting in to the passing lane and before returning to her previous lane.

“That’s not possible… I did signal, just like I did when you pulled me over.” Upon hearing that the officer just nodded his head, because he knew that meant only one thing.

“Ma’am, then I hate to be barer of bad news, but it appears that your taillights are malfunctioning, because I didn’t see your signal when you pulled over either.” Minka face palmed in that moment, because she couldn’t believe this was happening to her. Not mention she might be cursing herself a little bit as well, because for the very brief time that she was with Blake Mason he offered to buy her a brand new car, but she turned him down. She turned him down, because of her stupid attachment to this piece of shit and because she didn’t want people to think that she was only with him, because of his families’ money.

“It’s okay, officer, thanks for letting me know, I’ll get them checked out as soon as possible.” Minka hoped, that she was going to get off with a warning.

“You do that, but before I let you go, license and registration please.” He extended his head towards the open window for the paper work and documentation that he asked for. Minka could only sigh as she handed it to him, because it was really starting to get hot in her jeep without the cross breeze blowing through the windows. He was away from the window for about five minutes before he returned with a serious look on his face as he hands Minka back her paperwork and license. “Miss Pressler, I’d love nothing more than to let you off with a warning, but I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to step out of the vehicle nice and slow.”

Minka obviously not wanting to get on the officer’s bad side complied with his orders to a tee. As she was standing there out of her jeep she wondered just how many of the cars passing by would someone recognize her? Wondered how many of them would go on social media to post about this situation and that they got to see it. She was wondering a lot of things, but the thing that topped her mind the most was what was going on and why did he have to get her out of her car?

As the fans of the SCW start to log on to the website to check the latest news and info about their favorite wrestlers and when Breakdown might be in their area they were greeted with a fresh new video blog from, Crissy Gardner. As visitors to the site click play on the video, the loading icon appears directly in the center of the especially for those that choose to play the video in full-screen mode. The video buffers for a moment before a logo with a rain cloud appears on the screen as the video starts to play.

The cloud logo fades away to the words “with” before another logo shows up in the video. This one looks a lot like the sound effect bubble from the 1966 Batman series, but instead of a word in the center of it… it’s a skull with a bullet hole in the forehead.

That logo fades away and once again the words “In Conjunction with” which gives way to the SCW logo. Which soon fades away to the words “Presents: Crissy Gardner in” before it fades into several different clips of both women wrestling various matches from throughout their careers. Finally, the video fades into one last logo with is Breakdown’s, but underneath it is just plain words is “The Kill Shot”

When the video finally gets to the “never before seen” footage of Crissy’s promotional video, Crissy appears to be standing in what appears to be rather plain looking room. With the exception that the wall behind Crissy is littered with photographs of Peyton Rice, the SCW Television title, and even some photographs of known associates of the current Television champion. To the fans watching the video it looks like a dossier that a hit man would have on one of their targets.

_{“Pretty Peyton Rice, first off let me start off by saying my condolences on your loss. It’s always hard when you lose someone that’s close to you. I know that pain all too well from when I lost my mom to cancer several years ago. More recently, I lost my grandfather, and I’m sure you haven’t noticed that I haven’t been around as much as I used to be. Hell I’m not clamoring that all I’m about is the fight that winning and losing doesn’t matter.}

_{I’m still that same scrapper that I was when I debuted here in SCW, but I’m stopping to smell the roses more. I’m doing something that my mother and my grandfather can never be accused of not doing and that’s living life to its fullest. I’m not letting my desire to fight and break pretty little things like you in half be all consuming. It sucks that you lost what was possibly the love of your life, but fate is a fickle bitch.}

_{My first boyfriend… my first love of my life, my soul-mate… yeah I can get cheesy like the rest of you believe it or not. He was an abusive piece shit, but I didn’t know any better… and there might have been the fact that he was the one that introduced me to fight clubs. So… maybe calling him abusive at least at that stage is a little premature. He wasn’t like the dudes that beat on their wives and girlfriends for the hell of it… well it was for the hell of it during one our fight matches.}

_{All was fine and dandy as long as he was one winning the fights, because he was the man then. However, he learned the lesson that every dog has its day. Needless to say he didn’t take it too well and attempted to stab me with a broken beer bottle, but luckily for me the other fighters stopped him. In that moment I knew the relationship was over, but he didn’t take the hint when I told him it was over, stopped answering his calls, stopped coming over to place… and all that jazz. He stalked me for over two years. During which I lived out of my piece of shit Jeep Cherokee when I was supposed to be home and when I was on the road with the SCW despite the fact that they were putting me up in posh hotel rooms, because I didn’t want that bastard to find me easily.}

_{He still found me… I still have the scars to prove it along with the wrongful death trial transcripts from where his sister sued me, because I killed her brother in self-defense. My second relationship, went better you could say. I fell in love with a man that was like my best friend, he was literally everything that I wanted in a boyfriend, but… he had one glaring flaw that I over looked, because I loved him.}

_{His flaw was that he was Blake Williams. I don’t need go in the details, because well they were all over twitter and just about everyone knows about Blake anyway. The point that I’m trying to make pretty little Peyton is… life sucks, life is hard, and for people like me… we have to fight for the scraps that we are given. Congratulations you’ve become a champion in both EMERGE and SCW, but you did that by winning fights or matches if you want to be anal about it, but what have you fought?}

_{I know, right now you’re probably thinking what do I mean? Or you’re asking yourself did she lose it? When I look at all the matches that you have been in since joining EMERGE you’ve rolled through just about every single one of them. You never had to fight for a damn thing in EMERGE, because everyone was on equal footing in the beginning and you got on roll and took it to the bank. You won the championship, you held it flawlessly until you gave it up to join the main roster. Where it wasn’t long before you become TV champion and again you have flawlessly defended it so far against Jordan Majors, Casterillo, and even numb nuts Zero who I couldn’t beat the week before you did. You mention the legendary trainers that trained you, but you chose them, you mention your mentor Kelcey Wallace, but she chose you. So what did you have to fight for? I know you didn’t have fight for those looks of yours because that’s your genetics at work.”}

_{Crissy looks as she is getting more than a little bit overworked as points out the lack of the struggles or the dues that Peyton has had to pay to get to where she is right now. She raises her right hand up to her mouth and bites down on the index finger, because she realizes if she is keeps going there was a high chance that she was going to close a line that won’t easily be uncrossed. However, she knew that she didn’t have a choice in the matter. This match for the SCW Television championship, was going to be all or nothing for her, because who knew when the next time was going to come around that she gets a title shot like this. Seeing as the last time she was in a TV Qualifier match was nearly a year ago against AJ Helms.}

_{“The truth of the matter, Pretty Peyton, you have no idea the struggles that some of us face when we step in that ring. Sure, every dog has its day, any given Sunday, and all that hunky dory mumbo-jumbo is all well and fine. However, if you don’t get the opportunities it’s hard for those Cinderella moments to happen.  Have you had to go through the hell of an elimination chamber match to come up short in it and then watch as the same time was gifted shot after shot, because they were friends with Sienna Swan? Then when they are finally put to the back of the line, you and your partner defeat a joke of a team, but then watch as that said team is given a shot ahead of you at the tag titles while you are put in a match against a pedo in a mask? I don’t think you have, but you do know the pain of dealing with said pedo in a mask that I do. Have you ever had a contenders match that you lost and gotten thrown so far to the back of the line that it takes a year before you have another chance? Again, no you don’t know that fight… that struggle, because when you have an opportunity you capitalize on it.}

_{So I have to say Peyton in the terms of struggling in this business… you are just a pretty face. A very talented pretty face, but a pretty face none the less with no experience for fighting, clawing, and trying to dig your fingers in to something to never let it go. I know this might be going a little over board saying this, but by your own admission… you didn’t fight for Ricky. You didn’t fight to keep him in your life, because things were getting too hard and you couldn’t deal with it. You folded when things in the relationship started to become too hard to handle. I don’t know the details of your relationship with the dearly departed, because frankly I don’t care about them. All I know is from what you said yourself right before your title defense against Mr. Hero, Zero.}

_{So seeing that you give up when the tough gets going… makes me wonder are you going to take your ball and go home when things start getting tougher around the SCW? You’ve experienced it with Zero, hell you’re experiencing it with me right now. What about next week or the week after that if you have to defend against someone like Kandis? She has no morals I can just see her telling you that fucked little Ricky before he died just to get a raise out of you, because she doesn’t have a filter for her mouth. So Champ, are you going to fold? Don’t answer that, because I know what you will say to answer it, but I doubt that it will be the truth, because actions speak louder than words.}

_{Again, I just want to say I’m sorry for your loss even though after what I’ve said I’m pretty sure that you will think of those words as hollow. That’s your right just like I know that you will take this as an empty threat, but I’m coming from that Television championship you carry. I let it slip through my fingers once before, because I doubt myself, doubt my ability, and bought in to the hype of AJ Helms, but where is he now? He’s nowhere to be seen or heard, but I’m still here… I’m still clawing, still fighting, and still searching for what is around your waist. There is no more self-doubt left within me, but I already know that you probably won’t take me seriously like you have taken the rest of your opponents, because I’m the wrestler that lost to that Muppet by the name of Zero. That’s fine you can go ahead and under estimate me all you want, because that just gives me the edge when it comes time that the bell rings. Which, before you start going on a tirade about how I made this personal, because I invoked the name of the dearly departed Ricky… stuff it. It was hardly a personal jab at you. It’s a calculated business decision, because let’s face it our job is to get inside of each other’s head. It’s how we make one another make mistakes and right now that is the obvious and quickest way to get to you, because you are still so emotionally raw from it.”}

Crissy seemingly calming down a little bit turns her attention to the wall behind and all the pictures and papers that she has attached to the wall. She doesn’t seem to be paying too much attention to the details or photographs that she has of Peyton, but paying more attention to those of her known associates. She’s been in the SCW with some of them for years, but the extent of her interaction has been limited to if they have ever spent time in the ring against one another during the Taking Hold of the Flame or the end of the year battle royals. As the majority of her matches have been against Alexis Quinne, a few of them against former GDW superstars that she had wrestled against before, and of course matches against the likes of Tommy Valentine, Katie Steward, AJ Helms. No one really that’s in her circle other than Valentine and Helms thanks to Ante Up wrestling academy.

“I know my comments are not going to endear me to you or to your inner circle of friends, because let’s face it in their eyes you are combination of Kennedy Street and Kelcey Wallace. Your flawlessly perfect and can do no wrong, because you’re the true second coming of Kelcey Wallace. No matter how many times Sienna Swan makes the claim it will never be true, because you were chosen as the heir to the mantle by Kelcey herself. Whereas I am concerned… I’ve pissed people off by just going on to twitter and saying good morning to everyone… hey Quinne how you doing? I’m no stranger to people hating me… you will just be joining an already established club after breakdown.

As the old saying going… you either die a hero or live long enough to become a villain. I really hate to believe that I’m going to be villain once the bell ring, but that’s how it’s meant to be I guess, because no one hates you Peyton. All around good girl and everyone's favorite ray of sunshine. I know it’s going to be a daunting challenge for me, because of how many people that may want my head after my comments, but I’m not backing down. The SCW Television title is going to be around my waist after the match. I know that you are going through a lot… hell and I’m going to be putting you through more by taking your security blanket away from you, but don’t worry I’m not going to leave you totally high and dry. Seeing as you will be looking for a replacement I can suggest Jack Daniels and Coke and a Rocky Road ice cream. They are wonderful in helping you deal with your losses. I’ll see you at Breakdown, Pretty Peyton where I will take your title.”

Crissy started to laugh a bit as the scene fades out of the room as the video comes to an end.