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You know, five months ago when I started my career, if you had told me things would've gone as they have for me so far, I would've never believed you.
Why should I? I'm young, inexperienced, and for the most part, meek. I've never been one too toot my own horn, or sing my own praises. I've never been one to stand up, make a lot of noise, and rattle anyone's cage. My stature is diminutive, and I don't lift weights to try to build my strength. I get pushed, I fall back. Someone calls me out, I don't rush into a fight. And when it comes to just straight talking shit, it has never really been my thing.
And yet somehow, despite these things, I'm the CWF World Heavyweight Champion. My second World Title reign in only five months in the business. People will gladly point out the fact that in this business, a good name can be the difference between success and failure. And in the circle of organizations I'm in, I couldn't have a more infamous, but at the same time, toxic name. How did I get to this point? How did it happen so fast? It feels like I just started lacing up my boots the other day, sneaking to CCWA&ICE to train behind Will's back. It couldn't just be the name, could it? I mean, if I had used Mom's maiden name, as I had planned on, would I be the CWF Champion? Would I have won the Lethal Lottery? Or even had the chance to qualify for the Devil's Dance? Would Sara Thompson mean as much to the casual wrestling fan, as Sara Pettis does now?
I guess you could say, thats the $64,000 question. What is it that has allowed me to get to this spot, headlining a company's re-birth. Not XCW's, or SFT's, but CWF. A company the Pettis name had nothing to do with. It couldn't be just because of the name, because the fact is, CWF for my family and me, is uncharted territory. CWF is the greatest thing that has ever happened to me. It has given me a clean slate, a chance to finally, and truly be my own wrestler, and my own person.
I've spent so much time talking about the past. Re-living it, alluding to it, that I haven't really stepped back, and looked at what is coming on the horizon. RWA Universal Title? Maybe a chance to get into the next Devil's Dance? Or even just carrying CWF on my shoulders. Something that I've already begun doing, and am looking forward to doing as long as my body will allow. No one can deny the fact that Reloaded, or RWA in general, has flattened out. While it isn't falling in popularity, it isn't going up any either. CWF is on the rise. Because of people like Rayn, and myself. It's not stale Shawn Walsh, and Tony Barrera, or moldy Kyle Murphy, and Saint Jude. It's fresh, and it's young. Everyone in CWF has the ability to hang in RWA. Everyone in CWF has the potential to carry RWA. But Superiority Complex has taken it's hold on place. It's up to us, with CWF, to prove our worth.
This isn't my first World Title. And I'm fairly sure it isn't going to be my last. But for the first time, I feel like, this is MY World Title. Not Mom's, or Dad's. Not a title that was given to me to make up for something in the past I had nothing to do with. No, I worked my ass off for this title. It is 100% mine.
My neck is sore, and stiff. But it feels so much better as I hold this title belt. Its like, when I hold it, I don't feel any of the pain at all, because the pain was all for it.
The scene opens at Carolina Medical Center, in Charlotte, North Carolina. We see the CWF Champion, Sara Pettis, walking down the corridors, towards the room where her Uncle Nate is still on life support. She gets to the room, which is open, and looks inside. Her step-sister, acting RWA Owner Jane Schorg, is sitting alone next to Nathan's bed, watching as he Uncle breaths through the respirator. Sara knocks on the door frame to get Jane's attention. Jane turns around, and gives her sister a half smile, and motions for her to step into the room. Sara does so, looking around the room, and noticing that Jane is there alone.
"Are you here alone?" Sara asks her.
"Yea, Dad went back to New York. Told me to keep him updated on Nate's condition. You can put your brace on, he's not going to know. Unless the twins tell him." Jane says, not looking away from her Uncle.
"Thats o.k. I actually left it down in the car," Sara says with a half chuckle, "I figured, better to be safe then sorry."
"When'd you start living by that creed?" Jane asks Sara as Sara sits down in the chair next to the room's window.
"Jane, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I'm causing so much trouble. I'm sorry that I'm making things hard for you with RWA and all. I'm not doing it on purpose, you know." Sara tells Jane.
"Yea, I know Sary. I know. But right now, I just wish I could go back too school. Instead, I'm having to deal with all of this RWA crap. I really need Uncle Nate to pull out of this." Jane tells Sara, who nods in agreement. After she stops, she begins to rub her sore neck. And Jane frowns, "Sary, you need to step back. You need to take some time off, and get that taken care of. You're in no shape to carry an entire organization like CWF on your shoulders. You're in no shape to even be competing at all. You need to take better care of yourself Sary. You've got your whole career ahead of you, and you just seem to be in a rush to do everything." Jane talls Sara.
Sara just sighs, knowing that she'd have to address this at some point with her older step-sibling, and boss."Jane, I've thought about this long and hard, and I can tell you one thing, I don't want too end up like mom. Thats why I'm in such a hurry to do everything so soon."
Jane cocks her head puzzled, "What do you mean, end up like your mom."
"Think about it Jane. Mom really didn't have that long of a career. She spent her best years raising us, and died young before she could try to do the things she set out to do. I want to have my career now, so that when I do finally settle down with someone, and start a family of my own, I have no regrets about what had, and had not done." Sara tells her older sister.
"Speaking of things you regret..." Jane begins, "I take it you know what I was talking about the other day?"
Sara sighs, "Yes, I do." "Sara? What were you thinking? How'd anyone even get that?"
"I don't know Jane. I mean, it was taken years ago, when I was still going out with Jordan. He's mad because I never went any further with him, thats why he sent it too RWA. It was a mistake. One I guess I'm going to have to pay for."
"Yes, you will...we all might have too if it gets out. Which knowing Shawn Walsh, will most likely happen. You go home, you've got a lot to think about, along with your two matches this weekend. I suggest thats what you do."
Sara nods, and gets up, leaving the room, thinking about the situation that she is in.
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