Post by "Psycho" Saoirse Maguire on Mar 13, 2019 13:50:33 GMT -7
Off-Camera
Monday, March 11, 2019
Conference Room
Hybrid Wrestling Combat School
Fairview, North Carolina
9:01 PM EDT
The first half of 2018 had been a rough time for the woman known to the world as “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire. February 25, 2018, she had been grabbed by a cult known as the Children of Nephilim to be used as a leash upon her sister-in-law, Hybrid Wrestling Unleashed brand wrestler and former UWA World Champion, Aerynn Maguire, as well as Aerynn’s usual tag team partner, Hybrid Wrestling’s first and only two-time Grand Champion, Ashley Kenyon. The three of them along with Saoirse’s younger sister, Aoife, were drinking buddies in Las Vegas and so it was thought that Saoirse would be provide a great amount of leverage to be applied upon Aerynn and Ashley.
A week after, Saoirse’s elder brother, the husband of Aerynn and ringside manager of both Aerynn and Ashley, Shonn Maguire, had also been taken by the Children. Quickly after, others, Marie Sullivan, Nikki Peltier, Zachary Sears, Sam Matthews, Johnny Sullivan, Gracie Dunas and a couple known only to everyone else as Mr. and Mrs. Adachi were also taken and added to the Children’s list of leverage holdings. Each person had a tie to a member of the so-called Resistance and each was taken to be used as leash against that person.
Where Saoirse and Shonn had been taken for use against Aernn and somewhat against Ashley, Marie Sullivan had been taken for use against her daughter, current Hybrid Wrestling Grand Champion Stacy Jones. Nikki Peltier had been taken because she was the business manager of Ashley and Ashley’s elder sister, Bethany Kenyon, and shown herself to be an important strategist against the Children previously. Zachary Sears was taken for use against his younger sister, Jessica Sears. Sam Matthews had been taken to be used both against his elder brother, Dean Matthews but also against his then-girlfriend, Isobella Ramirez. Johnny Sullivan and Gracie Dunas had been taken for use against Bethany Kenyon as Johnny was the brother of Bethany’s girlfriend, Jaynie Sullivan, and Gracie was both Johnny’s girlfriend and Jaynie’s nurse at the hospital she was recovering from a near-fatal car crash in New Jersey at the time. Mr. and Mrs. Adachi were for use against their daughter, Maiko “Asmodeus” Adachi, a former member of the Children who had turned rogue against them in response to the Children’s changing tactics and tenets.
Saoirse, Shonn, Nikki, Marie, Zachary, Sam, Johnny, Gracie and the Adachis had all been held and tortured inside the Children’s compound for months, finally being given their freedom as a result of the Children losing a wargames match against the Resistance on July 7, 2018. Saoirse, Shonn, Nikki, Marie and Zachary had formed a support group for each other a few months later once it became apparent to all of them that no one else could understand what they were all going through in the aftermath of their captivity. They had tried to reach out to Sam, Johnny, Gracie and the Adachis but had been either been ignored or rebuffed completely and so had decided to move forward with just the five of them. They met regularly, almost always in Asheville, North Carolina since Marie worked as a trainer at the Hybrid Wrestling Combat School there and Saoirse also lived in Asheville with her fiancée, Becca “Bruiser” Rogers. Becca was also a trainer at the Combat School and so the location meant it was a convenient meet-up place. Nikki Peltier also owned a house in the area that had been used when Bethany had trained for her return to wrestling in 2017 at the School. Shonn and zachary had agreed to fly in when their respective schedules permitted and were usually able to make the time even if it was technically not supposed to be possible.
This would be the first time Zachary had not been able to make the time and thus was unable to attend.
The other four, Shonn, Saoirse, Nikki and Marie, however, were able to make the time and were all in attendance in the conference room at the Combat School. Marie was still dressed in her workout clothes, track pants and Combat School t-shirt with amaterur wrestling shoes on, her dyed red hair standing in stark contrast to the dark colors of her clothing, but given that she was near twenty years older than the rest of the attendees, she didn’t mind the probably too casual nature of her attire. Shonn and Saoirse walking into the room wearing black jeans and biker kuttes had also assuage her slight anxiety. If they could walk in looking like that, what difference did it make if she just came in from a session with the students here? Nikki had arrived looking almost the direct opposite. She had come from a business meeting and thus was still dressed in what the other side had called her Hillary Rodham Clinton look when she’d picked up Shonn to fly to Asheville from their homes in New Orleans. That meeting had been a waste of time. This one, as usual, would not be.
Shonn Maguire: Aye then, who willbae startin’ us tonight then?
Saoirse sits back in her chair and looks around. Zach had called to say he couldn’t make it this time and the others had agreed that was alright. He usually did a lot of talking, much of it in anger at those that had hurt them all.
Nikki Peltier: I can, unless one of you wants to go?
Marie Sullivan: If Saoirse is okay with you going first, I don’t mind, dear.
Saoirse nods and Nikki takes a deep breath.
Nikki Peltier: I still don’t leave the house much. Thankfully, Cindy and I have work that we can do from there so that part really hasn’t changed aside from now I have Cindy there with me. Before, it was just me and my dog. My significant others didn’t come by much. Caroline lived in orlando and Richie was always off playing gigs. I…
She pauses and nods to herself.
Nikki Peltier: I am actually proud of myself though. When we were first freed, my first impulse was to come home, find as much whiskey and cocaine as I could and just dive into it and…
Trailing off again, Nikki’s voice turns rather small and almost childlike belying twenty-nine years.
Nikki Peltier: I haven’t…
Shonn nods approvingly.
Shonn Maguire: Good on ye, Lass!
Marie Sullivan: That is wonderful, Nikki. You should be proud of yourself for that. And I’m sure that I speak for everyone in this room when I say that we are all proud of you as well.
Nikki nods appreciatively.
Nikki Peltier: I still have nightmares about the door to my...
She pauses, trying to find the right word here.
Nikki Peltier: Cell, I guess we’d call them? I mean, they were cabins but...
Saoirse and Shonn both nod their agreement.
Shonn Maguire: Aye, tha bae a good word fer it. It wasnay tha different from bein’ in prison.
Marie glances to the floor for a moment and lightly nods.
Marie Sullivan: Yes, a prison is certainly an appropriate word to refer them as…
Shonn nods even more.
Shonn Maguire: I’ve baen tae prison. Taer bae kless space, but ye kinna move as much in these as ye could in prison.
Marie Sullivan: Well, if I may, I would like to go next…
The redhead takes a deep breath and slowly exhales.
Marie Sullivan: I… was very quiet about what happened. To everyone. I didn’t even speak to my daughter about it. I just tried to move on and forget it had all happened. But… like everyone in this room, I too have been having nightmares about… the door. I would cry myself to sleep every night and… bless Riley and Darlyn… they must have heard me every night given that we all live under the same roof. They would never bring any of it up to me… but they would take care of me and make sure I was okay while I put on a brave face.
She looks down to the floor again briefly, trying her best to keep her composure.
Marie Sullivan: And then, I met Emile. And I honestly thought that at my age… and due to how unsure I was about getting myself out there in the dating scene, I never thought I would ever be with someone who makes me feel so safe and secure. I still have the nightmares, sure, but they’re getting less and less and I honestly believe it’s because of Emile. Of course, being able to sit here and talk out loud to all of you has helped some as well. And just the other day, I visited the graves of Emile’s first wife and his son who he lost a long time ago, and in a way it made me realise that, as awful as the pain and suffering was that I went through? And I know I didn’t go through it nearly as much as the rest of you because of Zachary taking my beatings himself, but it made me remember that I’m lucky to be alive… and surrounded by so many wonderful people in my life that includes all of you in this room as well as many others, especially my family.
Shonn nods.
Shonn Maguire: Aye, I felt like tha when I first got out o’ prison and th’ only tings I brought wit me were me clothes an’ a photo o’ Rynn. I pictured tha photo every day inside this time as well…
Marie nods.
Marie Sullivan: Yes. I pictured Stacy, Seifer and my grandchildren in my head every day while inside as well. I longed and hoped that I would get to see them again. I’ve already missed so many years not being a mother to Stacy… and it fills me with so much guilt.
Shonn and Nikki each reach over and take hold of one of the older woman’s hands.
Shonn Maguire: Ye bae doin’ wonderful, Lass.
Nikki nods her agreement.
Nikki Peltier: You are, Miss Marie.
She pauses and bites her lip.
Nikki Peltier: I don’t know what I would have done without Cindy. When I was inside i was clinging to the idea of Caroline and then i got out and she was just… gone…
Tears start welling up in Nikki’s eyes and she shakes her head, trying to stop the deluge.
Nikki Peltier: If Cindy hadn’t been there to catch me…
Marie is now the one to place her hand atop of Nikki’s.
Marie Sullivan: We would have been there to catch you, dear. Not just the three of us but every single person we call family. None of us are alone, and we will never be alone.
Nikki nods gratefully. Having been quiet up until now, Saoirse exhales deeply, staring down at the floor and avoiding all eye contact with the others.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I know I bae th’ quiet one haer, an I bae naidin’ tae apologize fer tha. Ye’ve all baen so willin’ tae help me an I’ve nay baen willin’ tae accept it an fer tha, I’m sorry.
Still staring down at her shoes, Saoirse balls her right hand into a fist.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I’ve no baen sleepin’ well most nights. Few hours haer, few there, a lot o’ times, they’ll nay bae in a row. I’ll wait til Bex manages tae fall asleep an’ then slip out n’ go tae th’ gym at th’ Combat School. I use Bex’s key an’ let meself in. I tape me fists an’ go hit th’ bags until me knuckles bleed…
Shonn shakes his head.
Shonn Maguire: Shite…
Saoirse’s gaze remains unmoved, distant, almost vacant.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I finish wit tha kick ye taught me, Shonn, an’ then go wash me hands ‘fore I go back tae th’ flat wit Bex. I’m fairly certain she bae knowin’ an jess disna say ennithin ‘bout it tae me.
She reaches over with her left hand and starts to rub the knuckles on her right, almost as if unconsciously trying to soothe herself.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Whene’r I do tha, I start out jess saein’ th’ bag, but by the time I sae th’ blood on me knuckles, I bae saein’ random daemons tha I bae hittin’ an’ they jess bae laughin’ at me because they bae knowin’ I kinna hit them hard enough tae make them go away…
Once again, Marie places her hand now onto Saoirse’s.
Marie Sullivan: You don’t need to be sorry, darling. Even though we all went through similar experiences and even though we have similar nightmares, we’re all dealing with this in our own ways. And it’s going to take some of us longer than others to get over it. Maybe even some of us will never get over it. But never feel like you need to apologise for not saying much, because we understand it can be difficult. We will continue to have these sessions as long as they are needed, for you, for Shonn, for Nikki and of course, Zachary as well.
Saoirse nods slowly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: It scares me when I sae them, no because I tink they bae comin’ tae get me, but because they look an saem so real tae me in th’ moment. I kin almost fael them when I bae hittin’ th’ bag. They jess stand there… laughing at me…
She nods to herself as she goes over the memories of these late night training sessions in her head.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: They usually go away when I snap off tha kick but I’m always afraid…
She finally manages to look up and face her audience.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Whut ‘appens if they’re still laughin’ after tha kick? Whut ‘appens if tha ‘appens in a match an’ I’m standin’ there wit Bex an I sae one wit an opponent?
Marie shows a look of concern on her face and looks to the other two.
Marie Sullivan: I have no experience in the ring myself, and I may be a trainer at the school but… I honestly don’t know how to answer that, dear.
The older woman now looks to Shonn, the only person there who has the most experience in the world of wrestling.
Marie Sullivan: Shonn? Do you have an answer for her?
Shonn looks at his younger sister in shock.
Shonn Maguire: Ye really bae saein’ tha?
Saoirse nods, looking terrified as she does so.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I do… I’ve nay told Bex…
She bows her head in shame, guilt and terror.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Dinna tell ennyone ‘til tonight…
Marie Sullivan: Nothing that is said in this room will ever leave here unless you say so, dear.
Just then, Marie looks up and notices Becca “Bruiser” Rogers patiently standing outside the door to the room, keeping her focus away from the four people inside out of respect for their privacy.
Marie Sullivan: Speaking of your wife-to-be… it looks like she’s here to pick you up.
Saoirse nods slowly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Ye promise?
Marie Sullivan: We promise, dear.
Nikki nods her agreement.
Nikki Peltier: Of course, that’s the only way this works is if we can trust each other that way.
Saoirse looks to her elder brother.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Shonn, whut say ye?
Shonn nods slowly.
Shonn Maguire: I’ll nay bae tellin’ ennyone ennithin tha was said haer. I love ye, Sorsh, ye should always bae knowin’ tha.
Saoirse nods almost timidly yet gratefully to her friends.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Tank ye.
The four stand up and embrace before taking their leaves. Saoirse walks over to her fiancée and tag team partner and finds herself unable to look her in the eye.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I was finally able tae speak…
Becca immediately embraces the Irish woman and gives her a kiss on the side of the head.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: I’m proud of ya, babe. I know it’s been difficult… and hopefully this is a step in the right direction.
Breaking away from the embrace, Becca now kisses her on the lips.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: I love you, Sorsh.
Nodding, Saoirse forces herself to look her fiancée in the eye.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, I love ye, Bex!
On-Camera
Wednesday, March 13, 2019
The Warehouse Gym
Shieldmaidens/Chrome Dragons Clubhouses Complex
New Orleans, Louisiana
2:07 PM CDT
The camera opens to find both Becca “Bruiser” Rogers and “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire standing in the gym up against the wall under the black banner with the white Shieldmaidens lettering logo on it. Wearing their black tactical pants, black boots, black tank tops and their Shieldmaidens kuttes, the two nod in acknowledgement of the camera’s presence, their myriad arm tattoos visible for the world to see. With nothing but the barren wall behind them, the two stand in stark contrast to one another, Becca standing six inches taller and showing every bit of her forty-five pound weight advantage, though Saoirse’s mohawk haircut almost seemed to reach up to Becca’s eyes.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Scorpio an’ Owensby Smith…
The Irish woman pauses and turns to her tag team partner/fiancee in confusion.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: We sure tha Scorpio bae the’ English one?
Becca shrugs.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: I thought Owensby was the English one… ain’t Scorpio the transgender one?
Saoirse shrugs.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I was jess lookin’ at their bios an it bae sayin’ tha Scorpio bae the fluid one an’ the English one an tha Owensby bae from New Hampshire.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: Guess he is the English one then, I wasn’t payin’ that much attention if I’m honest. Go figure, eh?
Saoirse snickers slightly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I tink it bae funny what the lad…
She pauses, and then nods for a second.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Or, should we ask, whut do ye bae identifyin’ yerssalf as, Scorpio? Which pronouns do ye bae usin’?
Considering her words carefully, she glances back to Becca.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Does Scorpio bae identifyin’ as male?
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: I honestly don’t know, but I find it funny how he or she believes we’re gonna look down on them for bein’ trans. I mean, at the end of the day… we don’t give a flyin’ fuck whether you’re male, female, somewhere in between, gay, straight, bi, black, white… whatever! All we care about is simple, and that’s makin’ a name for ourselves here.
Saoirse nods.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I dated someone in transition baefore. Poor lass…
Becca nods as she allows Saoirse to continue.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Me brutter, Shonn, said o’ her, “She was a confused lad who became a confused lass, all tha really changed bae th’ pronouns,” an tha bae true enough but I dinna get tha from you, Scorpio. Ye saim tae know who ye bae an’ good on ye fer tha. Ye saim tae bae knowin’ whut ye stand fer…
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: Aye. We respect ya for that, lad… but that’s about as far as our respect goes. And it seems quite evident that you don’t have that much respect for us, either. Granted… we did pretty much invade the place you call home, and we can understand that you wouldn’t take too kindly to that. But here’s the thin’, in this business… ya gotta get yourself noticed. You gotta make sure that you’re what everyone watchin’ is talkin’ about. And that’s exactly what we did when we came to Rampage like… what did he call us again? Locusts?
Saoirse nods, the smirk turning slightly cruel.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Locusts, which, come tae tink o’ tings, he’s nay wrong. We did fly in and destroy e’ryting in our path, yeah?
They both nod to the camera, both smirking severely.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, we bae locusts... but ye bae sellin' us a bit short, Scorpio... we'll nay bae bringin' ye one plague, there bae ten o' us... an' we bae rainin' down on ye wit blood, wit frogs, wit lice, wit flies, wit pestilence, wit boils, wit hail, wit locusts, wit darkness and wit th' angel o' death hersalf! We bae e'ry plague ye bae wantin' us tae bae an' more! I kinna wait tae finally get me hands dirty in tha ring!
Becca chuckles as she puts her arm around her future wife’s shoulder.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: Couldn’t have said it better, Sorsh. We’re gonna be bringin’ the whole shebang and we’re gonna make you wish you weren’t born. And Scorpio? You gonna take umbrage with me rearrangin’ that face o’ yours? How exactly are ya gonna stop me from doin’ that? Do you honestly believe you can rely on your partner, Owensby? We ain’t heard a damn thing from him since this match was announced! Perhaps he’s runnin’ scared? I mean… the last time Sorsh and I here stepped into a rin’ for a tag match… we didn’t need to lift a fuckin’ finger coz we found out the little bitches quit!
Saoirse nods, looking annoyed.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Fuckin’ gammy gowls, th’ lot o’ em!
Becca nods in agreement.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: That was supposed to be my first official wrestlin’ match, and our first official match as a tag team. So you better pray that Owensby ain’t hit the bricks like they did, coz the both o’ us are already pissed off as it is! And if Owensby ends up tuckin’ his tail between his legs and runnin’ back home to his Mommy? Then we’re gonna tear you apart, Scorpio… and we’re gonna enjoy every single second of it!
Saoirse nods grimly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, tha we will, Bex! It’s funny, my career started wit one bloody match in Mile High Wrestling. I won an’ then the fuckin’ comp’ny closed down! Then I got one fuckin’ match in WWO! Then it was on tae Galactic where tings have gone a wee bit batter. So we try tha ECWF place an’ we get nuttin’ an get called out fer leavin’ when business went sout there an I’ll nay bae havin’ tha hair as well! Owensby Smith bae a man I dinna take lightly, much as Scorpio saims tae tink we will bae an’ I dinna know where ye bae gettin’ tha from!
She waves her arms angrily off to both sides of her.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Whut? Baecause we decided tae have a wee bit o’ fun our first night in, tha means we dinna take ye all seriously?
She starts to walk up to the camera, pointing accusingly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Who d’ye tink ye are, ye rotten bogger bastard! I’ll nay bae laughed at by ye or by ennyone else jess baecause ye tink we took th’ easy way by makin’ ourselves an openin’!
She throws a punch and Becca comes up to hold her back.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Stop laughin’ ye mog spanner! I’ll fuckin’ have ye, I will, if ye kaep havin’ a go at me! STOP FUCKIN’ LAUGHIN’!!!
Becca quickly grabs hold of Saoirse by her shoulders and looks into her eyes.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: Sorsh! Calm down! Nobody’s laughin’ at ya! It’s just the camera, okay?
Saoirse tries to pull away, struggling against her partner’s grip.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Ye shut yer polisher, ye clem chancer, I’ll make ye stop laughin’, D’YE HAER ME?!!!? I’LL MAKE YE STOP YE FUCKIN’ GOBSHITE!!!!
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: SORSH?! LISTEN TO ME!
The yelling doesn’t work, so Becca resorts to the only way she knows how to calm Sorsh down and plants a long passionate kiss on her lips. As Becca separates from her, Saoirse just stares at her in confusion. She starts to look around, first looking to the right, then the left. She turns to face the camera and stares almost vacantly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Bex? Whut…?
She turns back to Becca and nods to the camera.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Whut jess Happened? Where… I…
She trails off, clearly thunderstruck by what she sees around herself now.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I… I dinna… I…
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: Ya started yellin’ at the camera… yellin’ at it to stop laughin’ at ya. What’s goin’ on, babe?
Saoirse looks from Becca to the camera and then back to Becca.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I…
She clamps onto Becca and starts crying into her chest.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I’m sorry, Bex…
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: It’s okay, Sorsh… I’m here.
Becca now turns to the camera, the expression on her face is of pure anger as she knows exactly why her partner is in such a state.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: You two better fuckin’ watch out come Rampage, we’ll be seein’ ya then! [
Becca then slams the palm of her hand into the camera lens so nothing can be seen as the scene fades.
Monday, March 11, 2019
Conference Room
Hybrid Wrestling Combat School
Fairview, North Carolina
9:01 PM EDT
The first half of 2018 had been a rough time for the woman known to the world as “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire. February 25, 2018, she had been grabbed by a cult known as the Children of Nephilim to be used as a leash upon her sister-in-law, Hybrid Wrestling Unleashed brand wrestler and former UWA World Champion, Aerynn Maguire, as well as Aerynn’s usual tag team partner, Hybrid Wrestling’s first and only two-time Grand Champion, Ashley Kenyon. The three of them along with Saoirse’s younger sister, Aoife, were drinking buddies in Las Vegas and so it was thought that Saoirse would be provide a great amount of leverage to be applied upon Aerynn and Ashley.
A week after, Saoirse’s elder brother, the husband of Aerynn and ringside manager of both Aerynn and Ashley, Shonn Maguire, had also been taken by the Children. Quickly after, others, Marie Sullivan, Nikki Peltier, Zachary Sears, Sam Matthews, Johnny Sullivan, Gracie Dunas and a couple known only to everyone else as Mr. and Mrs. Adachi were also taken and added to the Children’s list of leverage holdings. Each person had a tie to a member of the so-called Resistance and each was taken to be used as leash against that person.
Where Saoirse and Shonn had been taken for use against Aernn and somewhat against Ashley, Marie Sullivan had been taken for use against her daughter, current Hybrid Wrestling Grand Champion Stacy Jones. Nikki Peltier had been taken because she was the business manager of Ashley and Ashley’s elder sister, Bethany Kenyon, and shown herself to be an important strategist against the Children previously. Zachary Sears was taken for use against his younger sister, Jessica Sears. Sam Matthews had been taken to be used both against his elder brother, Dean Matthews but also against his then-girlfriend, Isobella Ramirez. Johnny Sullivan and Gracie Dunas had been taken for use against Bethany Kenyon as Johnny was the brother of Bethany’s girlfriend, Jaynie Sullivan, and Gracie was both Johnny’s girlfriend and Jaynie’s nurse at the hospital she was recovering from a near-fatal car crash in New Jersey at the time. Mr. and Mrs. Adachi were for use against their daughter, Maiko “Asmodeus” Adachi, a former member of the Children who had turned rogue against them in response to the Children’s changing tactics and tenets.
Saoirse, Shonn, Nikki, Marie, Zachary, Sam, Johnny, Gracie and the Adachis had all been held and tortured inside the Children’s compound for months, finally being given their freedom as a result of the Children losing a wargames match against the Resistance on July 7, 2018. Saoirse, Shonn, Nikki, Marie and Zachary had formed a support group for each other a few months later once it became apparent to all of them that no one else could understand what they were all going through in the aftermath of their captivity. They had tried to reach out to Sam, Johnny, Gracie and the Adachis but had been either been ignored or rebuffed completely and so had decided to move forward with just the five of them. They met regularly, almost always in Asheville, North Carolina since Marie worked as a trainer at the Hybrid Wrestling Combat School there and Saoirse also lived in Asheville with her fiancée, Becca “Bruiser” Rogers. Becca was also a trainer at the Combat School and so the location meant it was a convenient meet-up place. Nikki Peltier also owned a house in the area that had been used when Bethany had trained for her return to wrestling in 2017 at the School. Shonn and zachary had agreed to fly in when their respective schedules permitted and were usually able to make the time even if it was technically not supposed to be possible.
This would be the first time Zachary had not been able to make the time and thus was unable to attend.
The other four, Shonn, Saoirse, Nikki and Marie, however, were able to make the time and were all in attendance in the conference room at the Combat School. Marie was still dressed in her workout clothes, track pants and Combat School t-shirt with amaterur wrestling shoes on, her dyed red hair standing in stark contrast to the dark colors of her clothing, but given that she was near twenty years older than the rest of the attendees, she didn’t mind the probably too casual nature of her attire. Shonn and Saoirse walking into the room wearing black jeans and biker kuttes had also assuage her slight anxiety. If they could walk in looking like that, what difference did it make if she just came in from a session with the students here? Nikki had arrived looking almost the direct opposite. She had come from a business meeting and thus was still dressed in what the other side had called her Hillary Rodham Clinton look when she’d picked up Shonn to fly to Asheville from their homes in New Orleans. That meeting had been a waste of time. This one, as usual, would not be.
Shonn Maguire: Aye then, who willbae startin’ us tonight then?
Saoirse sits back in her chair and looks around. Zach had called to say he couldn’t make it this time and the others had agreed that was alright. He usually did a lot of talking, much of it in anger at those that had hurt them all.
Nikki Peltier: I can, unless one of you wants to go?
Marie Sullivan: If Saoirse is okay with you going first, I don’t mind, dear.
Saoirse nods and Nikki takes a deep breath.
Nikki Peltier: I still don’t leave the house much. Thankfully, Cindy and I have work that we can do from there so that part really hasn’t changed aside from now I have Cindy there with me. Before, it was just me and my dog. My significant others didn’t come by much. Caroline lived in orlando and Richie was always off playing gigs. I…
She pauses and nods to herself.
Nikki Peltier: I am actually proud of myself though. When we were first freed, my first impulse was to come home, find as much whiskey and cocaine as I could and just dive into it and…
Trailing off again, Nikki’s voice turns rather small and almost childlike belying twenty-nine years.
Nikki Peltier: I haven’t…
Shonn nods approvingly.
Shonn Maguire: Good on ye, Lass!
Marie Sullivan: That is wonderful, Nikki. You should be proud of yourself for that. And I’m sure that I speak for everyone in this room when I say that we are all proud of you as well.
Nikki nods appreciatively.
Nikki Peltier: I still have nightmares about the door to my...
She pauses, trying to find the right word here.
Nikki Peltier: Cell, I guess we’d call them? I mean, they were cabins but...
Saoirse and Shonn both nod their agreement.
Shonn Maguire: Aye, tha bae a good word fer it. It wasnay tha different from bein’ in prison.
Marie glances to the floor for a moment and lightly nods.
Marie Sullivan: Yes, a prison is certainly an appropriate word to refer them as…
Shonn nods even more.
Shonn Maguire: I’ve baen tae prison. Taer bae kless space, but ye kinna move as much in these as ye could in prison.
Marie Sullivan: Well, if I may, I would like to go next…
The redhead takes a deep breath and slowly exhales.
Marie Sullivan: I… was very quiet about what happened. To everyone. I didn’t even speak to my daughter about it. I just tried to move on and forget it had all happened. But… like everyone in this room, I too have been having nightmares about… the door. I would cry myself to sleep every night and… bless Riley and Darlyn… they must have heard me every night given that we all live under the same roof. They would never bring any of it up to me… but they would take care of me and make sure I was okay while I put on a brave face.
She looks down to the floor again briefly, trying her best to keep her composure.
Marie Sullivan: And then, I met Emile. And I honestly thought that at my age… and due to how unsure I was about getting myself out there in the dating scene, I never thought I would ever be with someone who makes me feel so safe and secure. I still have the nightmares, sure, but they’re getting less and less and I honestly believe it’s because of Emile. Of course, being able to sit here and talk out loud to all of you has helped some as well. And just the other day, I visited the graves of Emile’s first wife and his son who he lost a long time ago, and in a way it made me realise that, as awful as the pain and suffering was that I went through? And I know I didn’t go through it nearly as much as the rest of you because of Zachary taking my beatings himself, but it made me remember that I’m lucky to be alive… and surrounded by so many wonderful people in my life that includes all of you in this room as well as many others, especially my family.
Shonn nods.
Shonn Maguire: Aye, I felt like tha when I first got out o’ prison and th’ only tings I brought wit me were me clothes an’ a photo o’ Rynn. I pictured tha photo every day inside this time as well…
Marie nods.
Marie Sullivan: Yes. I pictured Stacy, Seifer and my grandchildren in my head every day while inside as well. I longed and hoped that I would get to see them again. I’ve already missed so many years not being a mother to Stacy… and it fills me with so much guilt.
Shonn and Nikki each reach over and take hold of one of the older woman’s hands.
Shonn Maguire: Ye bae doin’ wonderful, Lass.
Nikki nods her agreement.
Nikki Peltier: You are, Miss Marie.
She pauses and bites her lip.
Nikki Peltier: I don’t know what I would have done without Cindy. When I was inside i was clinging to the idea of Caroline and then i got out and she was just… gone…
Tears start welling up in Nikki’s eyes and she shakes her head, trying to stop the deluge.
Nikki Peltier: If Cindy hadn’t been there to catch me…
Marie is now the one to place her hand atop of Nikki’s.
Marie Sullivan: We would have been there to catch you, dear. Not just the three of us but every single person we call family. None of us are alone, and we will never be alone.
Nikki nods gratefully. Having been quiet up until now, Saoirse exhales deeply, staring down at the floor and avoiding all eye contact with the others.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I know I bae th’ quiet one haer, an I bae naidin’ tae apologize fer tha. Ye’ve all baen so willin’ tae help me an I’ve nay baen willin’ tae accept it an fer tha, I’m sorry.
Still staring down at her shoes, Saoirse balls her right hand into a fist.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I’ve no baen sleepin’ well most nights. Few hours haer, few there, a lot o’ times, they’ll nay bae in a row. I’ll wait til Bex manages tae fall asleep an’ then slip out n’ go tae th’ gym at th’ Combat School. I use Bex’s key an’ let meself in. I tape me fists an’ go hit th’ bags until me knuckles bleed…
Shonn shakes his head.
Shonn Maguire: Shite…
Saoirse’s gaze remains unmoved, distant, almost vacant.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I finish wit tha kick ye taught me, Shonn, an’ then go wash me hands ‘fore I go back tae th’ flat wit Bex. I’m fairly certain she bae knowin’ an jess disna say ennithin ‘bout it tae me.
She reaches over with her left hand and starts to rub the knuckles on her right, almost as if unconsciously trying to soothe herself.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Whene’r I do tha, I start out jess saein’ th’ bag, but by the time I sae th’ blood on me knuckles, I bae saein’ random daemons tha I bae hittin’ an’ they jess bae laughin’ at me because they bae knowin’ I kinna hit them hard enough tae make them go away…
Once again, Marie places her hand now onto Saoirse’s.
Marie Sullivan: You don’t need to be sorry, darling. Even though we all went through similar experiences and even though we have similar nightmares, we’re all dealing with this in our own ways. And it’s going to take some of us longer than others to get over it. Maybe even some of us will never get over it. But never feel like you need to apologise for not saying much, because we understand it can be difficult. We will continue to have these sessions as long as they are needed, for you, for Shonn, for Nikki and of course, Zachary as well.
Saoirse nods slowly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: It scares me when I sae them, no because I tink they bae comin’ tae get me, but because they look an saem so real tae me in th’ moment. I kin almost fael them when I bae hittin’ th’ bag. They jess stand there… laughing at me…
She nods to herself as she goes over the memories of these late night training sessions in her head.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: They usually go away when I snap off tha kick but I’m always afraid…
She finally manages to look up and face her audience.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Whut ‘appens if they’re still laughin’ after tha kick? Whut ‘appens if tha ‘appens in a match an’ I’m standin’ there wit Bex an I sae one wit an opponent?
Marie shows a look of concern on her face and looks to the other two.
Marie Sullivan: I have no experience in the ring myself, and I may be a trainer at the school but… I honestly don’t know how to answer that, dear.
The older woman now looks to Shonn, the only person there who has the most experience in the world of wrestling.
Marie Sullivan: Shonn? Do you have an answer for her?
Shonn looks at his younger sister in shock.
Shonn Maguire: Ye really bae saein’ tha?
Saoirse nods, looking terrified as she does so.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I do… I’ve nay told Bex…
She bows her head in shame, guilt and terror.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Dinna tell ennyone ‘til tonight…
Marie Sullivan: Nothing that is said in this room will ever leave here unless you say so, dear.
Just then, Marie looks up and notices Becca “Bruiser” Rogers patiently standing outside the door to the room, keeping her focus away from the four people inside out of respect for their privacy.
Marie Sullivan: Speaking of your wife-to-be… it looks like she’s here to pick you up.
Saoirse nods slowly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Ye promise?
Marie Sullivan: We promise, dear.
Nikki nods her agreement.
Nikki Peltier: Of course, that’s the only way this works is if we can trust each other that way.
Saoirse looks to her elder brother.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Shonn, whut say ye?
Shonn nods slowly.
Shonn Maguire: I’ll nay bae tellin’ ennyone ennithin tha was said haer. I love ye, Sorsh, ye should always bae knowin’ tha.
Saoirse nods almost timidly yet gratefully to her friends.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Tank ye.
The four stand up and embrace before taking their leaves. Saoirse walks over to her fiancée and tag team partner and finds herself unable to look her in the eye.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I was finally able tae speak…
Becca immediately embraces the Irish woman and gives her a kiss on the side of the head.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: I’m proud of ya, babe. I know it’s been difficult… and hopefully this is a step in the right direction.
Breaking away from the embrace, Becca now kisses her on the lips.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: I love you, Sorsh.
Nodding, Saoirse forces herself to look her fiancée in the eye.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, I love ye, Bex!
On-Camera
Wednesday, March 13, 2019
The Warehouse Gym
Shieldmaidens/Chrome Dragons Clubhouses Complex
New Orleans, Louisiana
2:07 PM CDT
The camera opens to find both Becca “Bruiser” Rogers and “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire standing in the gym up against the wall under the black banner with the white Shieldmaidens lettering logo on it. Wearing their black tactical pants, black boots, black tank tops and their Shieldmaidens kuttes, the two nod in acknowledgement of the camera’s presence, their myriad arm tattoos visible for the world to see. With nothing but the barren wall behind them, the two stand in stark contrast to one another, Becca standing six inches taller and showing every bit of her forty-five pound weight advantage, though Saoirse’s mohawk haircut almost seemed to reach up to Becca’s eyes.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Scorpio an’ Owensby Smith…
The Irish woman pauses and turns to her tag team partner/fiancee in confusion.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: We sure tha Scorpio bae the’ English one?
Becca shrugs.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: I thought Owensby was the English one… ain’t Scorpio the transgender one?
Saoirse shrugs.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I was jess lookin’ at their bios an it bae sayin’ tha Scorpio bae the fluid one an’ the English one an tha Owensby bae from New Hampshire.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: Guess he is the English one then, I wasn’t payin’ that much attention if I’m honest. Go figure, eh?
Saoirse snickers slightly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I tink it bae funny what the lad…
She pauses, and then nods for a second.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Or, should we ask, whut do ye bae identifyin’ yerssalf as, Scorpio? Which pronouns do ye bae usin’?
Considering her words carefully, she glances back to Becca.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Does Scorpio bae identifyin’ as male?
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: I honestly don’t know, but I find it funny how he or she believes we’re gonna look down on them for bein’ trans. I mean, at the end of the day… we don’t give a flyin’ fuck whether you’re male, female, somewhere in between, gay, straight, bi, black, white… whatever! All we care about is simple, and that’s makin’ a name for ourselves here.
Saoirse nods.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I dated someone in transition baefore. Poor lass…
Becca nods as she allows Saoirse to continue.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Me brutter, Shonn, said o’ her, “She was a confused lad who became a confused lass, all tha really changed bae th’ pronouns,” an tha bae true enough but I dinna get tha from you, Scorpio. Ye saim tae know who ye bae an’ good on ye fer tha. Ye saim tae bae knowin’ whut ye stand fer…
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: Aye. We respect ya for that, lad… but that’s about as far as our respect goes. And it seems quite evident that you don’t have that much respect for us, either. Granted… we did pretty much invade the place you call home, and we can understand that you wouldn’t take too kindly to that. But here’s the thin’, in this business… ya gotta get yourself noticed. You gotta make sure that you’re what everyone watchin’ is talkin’ about. And that’s exactly what we did when we came to Rampage like… what did he call us again? Locusts?
Saoirse nods, the smirk turning slightly cruel.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Locusts, which, come tae tink o’ tings, he’s nay wrong. We did fly in and destroy e’ryting in our path, yeah?
They both nod to the camera, both smirking severely.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, we bae locusts... but ye bae sellin' us a bit short, Scorpio... we'll nay bae bringin' ye one plague, there bae ten o' us... an' we bae rainin' down on ye wit blood, wit frogs, wit lice, wit flies, wit pestilence, wit boils, wit hail, wit locusts, wit darkness and wit th' angel o' death hersalf! We bae e'ry plague ye bae wantin' us tae bae an' more! I kinna wait tae finally get me hands dirty in tha ring!
Becca chuckles as she puts her arm around her future wife’s shoulder.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: Couldn’t have said it better, Sorsh. We’re gonna be bringin’ the whole shebang and we’re gonna make you wish you weren’t born. And Scorpio? You gonna take umbrage with me rearrangin’ that face o’ yours? How exactly are ya gonna stop me from doin’ that? Do you honestly believe you can rely on your partner, Owensby? We ain’t heard a damn thing from him since this match was announced! Perhaps he’s runnin’ scared? I mean… the last time Sorsh and I here stepped into a rin’ for a tag match… we didn’t need to lift a fuckin’ finger coz we found out the little bitches quit!
Saoirse nods, looking annoyed.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Fuckin’ gammy gowls, th’ lot o’ em!
Becca nods in agreement.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: That was supposed to be my first official wrestlin’ match, and our first official match as a tag team. So you better pray that Owensby ain’t hit the bricks like they did, coz the both o’ us are already pissed off as it is! And if Owensby ends up tuckin’ his tail between his legs and runnin’ back home to his Mommy? Then we’re gonna tear you apart, Scorpio… and we’re gonna enjoy every single second of it!
Saoirse nods grimly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, tha we will, Bex! It’s funny, my career started wit one bloody match in Mile High Wrestling. I won an’ then the fuckin’ comp’ny closed down! Then I got one fuckin’ match in WWO! Then it was on tae Galactic where tings have gone a wee bit batter. So we try tha ECWF place an’ we get nuttin’ an get called out fer leavin’ when business went sout there an I’ll nay bae havin’ tha hair as well! Owensby Smith bae a man I dinna take lightly, much as Scorpio saims tae tink we will bae an’ I dinna know where ye bae gettin’ tha from!
She waves her arms angrily off to both sides of her.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Whut? Baecause we decided tae have a wee bit o’ fun our first night in, tha means we dinna take ye all seriously?
She starts to walk up to the camera, pointing accusingly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Who d’ye tink ye are, ye rotten bogger bastard! I’ll nay bae laughed at by ye or by ennyone else jess baecause ye tink we took th’ easy way by makin’ ourselves an openin’!
She throws a punch and Becca comes up to hold her back.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Stop laughin’ ye mog spanner! I’ll fuckin’ have ye, I will, if ye kaep havin’ a go at me! STOP FUCKIN’ LAUGHIN’!!!
Becca quickly grabs hold of Saoirse by her shoulders and looks into her eyes.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: Sorsh! Calm down! Nobody’s laughin’ at ya! It’s just the camera, okay?
Saoirse tries to pull away, struggling against her partner’s grip.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Ye shut yer polisher, ye clem chancer, I’ll make ye stop laughin’, D’YE HAER ME?!!!? I’LL MAKE YE STOP YE FUCKIN’ GOBSHITE!!!!
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: SORSH?! LISTEN TO ME!
The yelling doesn’t work, so Becca resorts to the only way she knows how to calm Sorsh down and plants a long passionate kiss on her lips. As Becca separates from her, Saoirse just stares at her in confusion. She starts to look around, first looking to the right, then the left. She turns to face the camera and stares almost vacantly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Bex? Whut…?
She turns back to Becca and nods to the camera.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Whut jess Happened? Where… I…
She trails off, clearly thunderstruck by what she sees around herself now.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I… I dinna… I…
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: Ya started yellin’ at the camera… yellin’ at it to stop laughin’ at ya. What’s goin’ on, babe?
Saoirse looks from Becca to the camera and then back to Becca.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I…
She clamps onto Becca and starts crying into her chest.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I’m sorry, Bex…
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: It’s okay, Sorsh… I’m here.
Becca now turns to the camera, the expression on her face is of pure anger as she knows exactly why her partner is in such a state.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers: You two better fuckin’ watch out come Rampage, we’ll be seein’ ya then! [
Becca then slams the palm of her hand into the camera lens so nothing can be seen as the scene fades.
