Breakdown 9-7-23 #2
Sunlight gleams off ripples in a pool, the ripples caused by a slowly swimming Kandis. She leisurely paddles her way from the deep end towards the shallow. About halfway across though, Kandis turns and glides up to the side of the pool. The marker shows she's at five foot depth, enabling her to lean up on the edge, arms and chest resting on the tiles. Kandis looks up at the camera with a smirk.
Good afternoon, SCW, and welcome to the home of your World Champion.
Kandis waves one arm behind her, gesturing to the pool and the large home visible behind her.
Since my celebration at Breakdown was interrupted, I thought I'd give y'all a bit of a show of what you missed out on....
Kandis pushes herself up on the edge of the pool with her hands, gets a knee up on the tiles, and pulls herself out of the water. She's wearing a neon orange bikini, the three small triangles of fabric covering just enough to make airing this video allowed by the FCC. Water drips down her body as she pauses for a moment, then turns around, showing her suit bottom is indeed a thong style, leaving nothing about the shape and size of her ass to the imagination. Water continues to drip off as she completes the turn, hands on her hips.
For anyone upset they didn't get to see all of this on TV last week, not to mention the fact I didn't get any use out of the pole... the person you should be mad at, is Asher Hayes.
Asher, Asher, Asher.
I know you love it when women say your name.
Kandis smirks.
I bet you think you're smart, sneaking your way into my celebration crew just so you could get close enough to me to attack me. And okay... it was clever, I'll give you that much. But smart? I don't think so. No doubt you were making a statement. You want next, am I right? Too bad that's not the statement you actually made. Nah, doll... all you did was show that you aren't man enough to step up to a woman face to face and just ask for what you want.
It's not my fault that you're still salty that you couldn't beat me the last time we fought, or that I'm now standing in the spot you've wanted for literal years. It's also not my fault that you lost by DQ to Ace Marshall, thanks to Datura jumping him during your match. You should have been throwing spears at her, not me doll. You seem to be more on her level these days, not mine. Then again... no one is at my level. There is only one World Champion, only one person who is recognized as the best wrestler in the world... and you're looking at her.
Kandis moves her hands from her hips, gesturing to herself up and down.
I know you're looking at me, so I'll give you a moment.
Hands back on her hips, Kandis poses, one leg bent at the knee, like a pageant contestant. She smirks, and after a few seconds laughs as she crosses her arms. The action nearly pushes her chest out of the skimpy bikini top.
But, Asher... if you wanna find out the hard way that I'm still better than you? I'm more than happy to let you fuck around. Maybe just ask next time, that's all I'm saying.
Kandis shrugs, then looks down a moment before beginning again with a smirk.
Speaking of fucking around... although in a different way, Alexis Quinne. My opponent this week and the perfect example of the kind of fucking around that leaves you running a treadmill rather than actually getting anywhere.
But wait, before I get into all that, lemme back up a little bit – well, a lot – and tell you all a story that most people either never knew, or forgot about. Alexis Quinne... is responsible for my wrestling career.
Sounds crazy, right?
But it's true. Remember World Hazard? The art-slash-wrestling festival Alexis and her friends put on for a few years? The very first one, 2017... I was there. I had a booth on Artists Alley, showing off some sculpture and paintings. Alexis was running the whole thing, she gave me the booth space after seeing some of my work. I sold almost everything I took there, and made bank. What does this have to do with wrestling? I'm glad you asked. It was at that festival, and that artists booth, where I met the man who ended up training me as a wrestler... Ryan Watson.
Kandis makes a face.
I know, I know. But at the time he wasn't as much of a douche. He was actually a really good friend for a while and more importantly, set me on the path to get where I am today. I could credit Ryan with all of this, but he'd let it get to his head too much, and everyone knows it. Instead, I'm gonna credit the person who made it possible for me to meet him in the first place.... Alexis Quinne. That weekend in 2017 I was a struggling artist who used to kickbox. Look at me now, doll. Multiple time Tag Team Champion, and now... World Champion. I owe you a huge thank you, Alexis. The last six years can all be traced back to you giving a relatively unknown artist a chance.
Uncrossing her arms, Kandis' hands return to her hips and she takes a step forward, her expression changing from gratitude, to attitude.
But make no mistake doll, none of that is gonna make me cut you any slack whatsoever. Nah, I know you wouldn't respect that, and the last thing I want to do is disrespect the woman who made all of this possible. Besides.. you do a damn good job of disrespecting yourself.
I can see the look you're giving whatever screen you're watching this on, and don't you dare glare at me like that. You know its true. Look at you, doll. Former World Champion in your own right. Multiple other championships to your name. Led more than one group to success. You're capable of beating almost anyone on any night of the year.... when you have your head straight. The problem though is that most of the time? You don't.
Tell me if I'm wrong here, Alexis.
Over the last few months you've picked up some big wins, I don't need to name them, you already did. But when you were given the chance you wanted, practically demanded at Rise to Greatness, the chance to face the United States Champion for the title, whoever that was gonna be... you blew it. And you can't even blame Sarah Wolf for it because you got pinned before she jumped you. You just.... have this hot and cold thing going on, you have for years, and I'm not sure how that consistent inconsistency got you the right to be the first person to face me as the new World Champion... but the fact is that you're being put into a position that you're just not ready for.
Kandis points at herself, a finger into her chest.
I am coming off the biggest and most important win of my entire career, the biggest high of my life. But you?
She now points at the camera as if Alexis was in front of her.
You're coming off disappointment, followed by being jumped by a crazy bitch with a grudge. I know Rise was over a month ago now at this point, but I know how you are, Alexis. Everyone in SCW knows You obsess. You hyperfixate. You agonize. You over analyze. You can't let things go. There is no way that your head is gonna be clear enough to stand face to face with me. That's not bravado, that's facts, based on the past. You have a history of getting angry and wrecking things, drawing fines, when you don't get your way. You're a hothead. Not that I'm not, I can be, everyone knows that and I admit it. The difference though, is that I use that to hyperfocus on what I need to do to get what I want. What I need to improve, what about my opponent I need to attack.
You think that's what you do. You study tape and go over history, but that's just on the surface. What really happens is that you let your emotions scatter your brain to the point you can barely lace your boots, much less pick up a win you desperately want. As I said, it's been a while since Rise.... it's possible that you've cleared your head from the loss to the other Frost, and the beatdown by Wolf followed by being force-fed whatever the fuck that nasty black goo was...
Kandis makes a face.
It's possible that you've recovered your senses enough to at least give me a fight worthy of the main event. I know you have it in you. Your flashes of strength and success prove that. But listen real close, doll. It's not probable, and I'm gonna tell you why. No matter where your head is, it's nowhere near where mine is. You have nothing to lose at Breakdown, another loss on your record won't matter. Because hey, you got beat by the World Champion, right?
I don't have that on my side. I got myself to this spot and I already have at least three motherfuckers coming after me. Asher already made his move. I saw Lyman in a suit with the same idea Asher had but he was too slow. And who the fuck was driving my car?! I'll find out, best believe that. But the point is... with this giant gold target around my waist, I have to prove myself every time I get in the ring. I took the championship from Selena Frost, there aren't every many people who have held her down for a three count in the last few years. I did it... but Rise to Greatness was just the beginning. Alexis... you're the first step away from that moment and down the path of what I plan to be a very, very long reign at the top of SCW. Just like six years ago.... it all starts with you.
Kandis smiles, but it slowly turns into a smirk, and finally a sneer.
Alexis. Listen real close, so there's no mistake. I will not allow my first match as World Champion to end with me on my back.... unless I happen to be choking you out, and you tap or pass out. You'll find out before you even have the chance to fuck around.
Kandis blows a kiss to the camera, then turns and drops back into the pool. As she swims away, we see the bright orange bikini top floating on the surface. The shot focuses on that for a moment before fading out.