Post by "Psycho" Saoirse Maguire on Feb 9, 2019 9:08:07 GMT -7
Off-Camera
Wednesday
February 6, 2019
Apartment of Saoirse Maguire and Becca Rogers
Asheville, North Carolina
3:47 AM EST
Sitting up in her bed, Saoirse Maguire looks dead ahead, almost afraid to open her eyes. What would she see there if she opened them? Would she be where she had been? Was it all a dream? What if it wasn’t a dream?
Opening her eyes, she finds herself bathed in darkness, light flooding in through the curtains that cover the balcony doors.
She was home…
In Asheville…
With?
Turning to her left, she finds the bed empty, her fiancée, Becca “Bruiser” Rogers not there. For a second, dread fills Saoirse’s head. Where was Becca? Had she left? Was she taken?
Frantically, Saoirse looks around only to see a familiar figure standing on the other side of curtains out on the balcony. There was Becca, cigarette in hand, staring out into the moonlight.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Begorra…
Saoirse slowly peels the blanket and sheets off of her and slides out of bed. She makes her way to the sliding door and opens in, stepping out into the not quite chilly air. It was unseasonably warm in Asheville on this night, was scheduled to be for the next night as well and so the two Shieldmaidens were able to stand outside in nothing but their nightgowns.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Quiet night, Lass?
Becca glances up at her beloved and takes a drag from her cigarette before looking back out at the moon.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : Sorry for wakin’ ya, babe… I just… I had a nightmare.
Saoirse nods slowly, almost knowingly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Did ye want tae bae talkin’ ‘bout it?
Once again she looks up at Saoirse, Becca’s face crumples a little as she rests her head on her fiancée’s breasts.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : I was in Hell… desperately lookin’ for you… tryin’ to find you to brin’ you back home with me. I searched… and searched and then finally… I found you…”
Taking another drag of her cigarette, a single tear slowly rolls down her cheek as she continues to stare out into the night sky.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : At first I was happy… seein’ your face again after so lon’… but then I saw your face. You looked at me with a sad, betrayed expression on your face… and… you told me that I was too late. You asked me why I didn’t come lookin’ for you… why didn’t I do more to free you from the clutches of those bastards. And… then you told me… you didn’t love me anymore…
Becca buries her face into Saoirse as she tosses away her cigarette and clutches her tight, not wanting to let go. Saoirse stares at her fiancée, momentarily stunned. Becca was having dreams… like that? Had she gone wrong somewhere? Was this her fault? Saoirse holds Becca tight and kisses the side of the larger woman’s face.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: How could ye ever ‘ave baen too late, Lass? Ye dinna ever give up on me…
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : I know I didn’t… I would never… I don’t know why I’m havin’ these nightmares but… when you were gone? I went out to try and search for ya… not knowin’ where Hell was and with no leads. I travelled to several different States, askin’ around in hopes that someone somewhere would know somethin’... but nothin’.
Looking deep into Saoirse’s eyes, Becca’s bottom lip quivers.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : I’m so sorry I couldn’t find you, babe… I promise that as lon’ as I live… I’ll make sure that kind of thin’ never ever happens to you again.
Saoirse looks back into Becca’s.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: It wasna yer fault, Lass. Tha group took many paeple an’ they took tem from many places. Ye kinna blame yerself like tha…
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : But I didn’t protect you… I shoulda been there for ya.
Saoirse slides her hands up to Becca’s cheeks.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: It wasna yer fault. Ye helped me bae able tae defend meself now… tha bae what ye did. Ye helped me more tan ye could ever know. I love ye, Lass, an’ I never want tae bae apart…
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : I love ya too, babe… and we’ll never ever be apart ever again.
Becca grabs her carton of smokes and pulls two out and passes one to Saoirse who sits down beside her. Lighting her cigarette with her flip lighter, Becca hands Saoirse the lighter and she lights her own as they both take a long drag.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : So how come you’re up? Did I wake you?
Saoirse ponders this question for what seems like forever. How much should she tell Becca? How much was too much? Finally, after another drag, she shakes her head slowly, looking guilty and ashamed.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Nay, ye dinna wake me.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : Now it’s my turn to ask you if ya wanna talk about it?
Saoirse looks down to her feet and just stares, again, for what seems like years upon years. This was never her favorite topic of discussion and it was why she and several other people had what amounted to a support group for each other. Her stare turns more and more distant until it looks like she might not even be there anymore.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I was there again…
Becca immediately pulls her fiancée into an embrace, softly rubbing her back.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : I know it’s hard for ya to talk about this, so you don’t have to if ya don’t wanna. But I’ll always be here to listen, no matter what… and I’ll always make sure ya know you’re safe.
Saoirse’s stare remains unchanged.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: It was so… real…
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : So real that when ya woke up… you were afraid to open your eyes… in case you found yourself back there again?
Saoirse barely manages to nod, her stare seemingly almost frozen in place. Becca hugs her that much more tight and softly kisses the side of her head.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : You’re safe now, babe… you’re safe and you’re with me. You’re with our Shieldmaiden sisters. It’s over now.
Saoirse nods slowly again, still staring out, vacant and distant.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Please…
She starts shaking uncontrollably, terror now washing over her even as she continues to stare off into the distance.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Please… don’t…
She clamps onto Becca harder, seemingly unable to control herself at all.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: No… no, no, no…..
Becca breaks away from the embrace and places her hands onto the sides of Saoirse’s face.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : Sorsh? I’m here. You’re safe. Sorsh?!
Saoirse doesn’t respond so Becca tries to break the trance with a long, passionate kiss to help try and ease her fiancée’s pain. Saoirse’s eyes start to blink even as cold sweat rolls down her face and body.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: B...Bex?
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : I’m here, babe. You’re safe.
Saoirse slowly starts to blink, her gaze moving to meet Becca’s.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I… I’m sorry…
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : Just like you told me earlier, you have nothin’ to be sorry for. It’s okay for you to feel the way you feel after everythin’ you’ve suffered.
Realising that both of their cigarettes have practically burned all the way through to the ends, Becca takes both of them and tosses them away.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : Come on, let’s get back to bed… we don’t even need to sleep, we can just cuddle up together. I’ll keep you safe.
Saoirse nods, looking rather small and childlike in her fiancée’s arms.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Alright… I love ye…
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : I love you too, Sorsh.
Wednesday
February 6, 2019
Apartment of Saoirse Maguire and Becca Rogers
Asheville, North Carolina
9:04 AM EST
After a rough night, Saoirse sits on the bed and stares at her phone as it sits on the nightstand under the lamp. Her fiancée and soon to be tag team partner, Becca, had gone for her morning workout routine to make sure her surgically-repaired knee was ready for the coming battle. Saoirse was proud to be Becca’s partner in her first match and proud to be her partner in almost everything going forward but the previous night’s nocturnal problems were things she couldn’t shake.
It was not the first time this had happened.
Indeed, since her return from captivity in early July. It was one of the many reasons she had chosen to continue with her training to fight and an even bigger reason she had chosen to follow her sister-in-laws into the Shieldmaidens in the first place.
Staring at her phone, Saoirse shakes her head quickly, almost violently.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Why kinna tese faelins jess bae goin’ away?
She closes her eyes, her right hand balling into a fist as she sits on the bed and tries to will herself to move on with her day. A second later, her phone chimes at her signaling an incoming call. Saoirse opens her eyes and looks down to see the smiling face of Nikki Peltier. Nikki was the business and ringside manager for two of Saoirse’s best friends in the world in Ashley and Bethany Kenyon. Ashley was in a tag turned stable with Saoirse’s sister-in-law, Aerynn Maguire called Mayhem over on the Unleashed brand of Hybrid Wrestling. Her brother, Shonn Maguire, Aerynn’s husband, also managed the team and helped to keep them in ring shape on off-weeks when they weren’t booked, along with the stable’s third member, Hybrid Unleashed’s Grand Champion, Stacy Jones. Nikki’s brother, Caliban, was in the Shieldmaidens’ brother MC along with Shonn, the Chrome Dragons and although neither Nikki nor the Kenyon Sisters were members of the Maidens, they were all thought of as family right next to the other members. Saoirse answers the phone on the third chime.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Nikki?
Nikki’s voice rings out loud and clear, concern tempering her usual cheerfulness.
Nikki Peltier: You missed a check-in.
Saoirse nods slowly, closing her eyes again. Had she really missed one? That had been a standard set-up since the lot of them, Saoirse, Shonn, Nikki, Marie Sullivan and Zachary Sears had decided to have what amounted to a support group for each other after being freed.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Em, sorry, Lass. Bex an’ I had a rather rough night tis past one.
Nikki sighs, sounding somewhere between relieved and worried.
Nikki Peltier: Nightmares again?
Psycho nods, her eyes still held tightly shut.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, the bote o’ us unfortunately.
Surprise joins the other emotions in Nikki’s voice.
Nikki Peltier: Becca too? What’s…
Before Nikki can even ask the question, Saoirse blurts out the answer.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: That she couldn’t protect me.
Nikki goes quiet for a second. She’d heard that one before from several people, notably, her own girlfriend, who, just like Becca, talked about keeping Nikki safe often.
Nikki Peltier: There’s a lot of people with a lot of guilt over what happened, Sorsh. I know Bethy and Ash both feel it, especially Bethy. They made her watch as they took Johnny and Gracie right out of Jayni and Brody’s hospital room. She’s always thought she should have been able to do more to stop it. I know Stacy feels the same way about her mother and me.
Saoirse’s eyes open in surprise.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: What could she ‘ave done fer Marie? She baein’ in Orlando an’ Marie bein’ hare in Asheville wit me an’ Bex?
Nikki’s voice comes back quickly.
Nikki Peltier: It’s her mama, Sorsh, it don’t matter if she was in the next room, the next state or overseas when it happened. It’s still her mama done got grabbed by them cultists, same as they took us.
Saoirse nods knowingly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Bex’s allus taken it badly baein’ dey took me from th’ school wit her in it workin’.
Nikki Peltier: And they got me in the parking lot after doing volunteer work in Orlando with Stacy. They’re all having as hard a time letting go of that as we are of letting go of what happened to us inside. I mean, Shonn’s doing better than us but that’s probably because he’d been in prison before, but even he’s struggling. He just doesn’t show it as much as we are.
Psycho nods knowingly again. Nikki wasn’t wrong about Shonn and how he’d managed to stand up to being grabbed, held and tortured by a bunch of crazed Satanic cult members.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aoife’s ‘avin’ a bit o’ a time wit it herself.
Nikki sighs sadly.
Nikki Peltier: Can’t say I blame her. What would she have had left if something had happened to you and Shonn given your father’s stance on her homosexuality?
Saoirse’s eyes close again. That had been brought home quite vividly on their recent trip to Dublin for the ECWF World War 4 show. Going home for the first time in several years, the Maguire Siblings had managed to get a meeting with their mother through Aerynn and their father, Shen, had finally met Shonn and Aerynn’s young twins but he had held firm that he did not approve of any of his children’s romantic partners.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, tha bae true. Me Da’s allus baen a bit of a bollock when it comes tae tha…
She trails off sadly, wishing it weren’t so.
Nikki Peltier: I’m sorry your daddy can’t be like mine would have been but look at how y’all been doin’ without his support! Shonn and Aerynn have careers and two beautiful children. You have Bex and are about to be a tag team with her, I mean, who saw THAT coming?
Saoirse can’t help but smile.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, tha bae true.
Nikki Peltier: Eef’s even got a solid career now managing y’all at ringside and workin’ with Jackie at the office at Venom Ink.
Saoirse nods slowly, quietly. Should she tell Nikki about her own dream or leave it like this, uplifting and happy? She lets out a low, doleful sigh and then nods to herself.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I saw the door again last night.
Nikki goes quiet. She knew what this meant all too well.
Nikki Peltier: Oh, Sorsh…
Saoirse shakes her head.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I could fael dem comin’ an’ I wasna able tae do ennithin but beg… please dinna open th’ door!
Nikki Peltier: Did you tell Bex?
Saoirse shakes her head in shame.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I ‘avnay tol’ Bex ennithin of the dreams.
Nikki Peltier: So… you sat there, strapped down, the door bulging, threatening to open and unleash hell upon you…
Saoirse nods slowly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: And den I woke, in me room wit nuttin’ but dark… Bex was out on th’ balcony smokin’... she worried she’d wokin’ me but she dinna do tha…
Nikki:So what are you gonna do? [/font]
Saoirse stares ahead, pondering this question for a second. What would she do? What would she do if Becca came home right now and heard all this?
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Same ting I’ve baen doin’...
Nikki Peltier: Which is?
Saoirse nods grimly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Go kick it away.
On-Camera
Friday
February 8, 2019
Hybrid Combat School
Asheville, North Carolina
3:32 PM EST
The camera opens upon “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire and Becca “Bruiser” Rogers standing in the main training room of the Hybrid Combat School in Asheville. A large black banner with the white Shieldmaidens lettering has been hung just for them on the wall next to the main entry door. The two women nod up to the banner and then to the camera as the shot pans back to show the both of them wearing sports bras and workout shorts, their wrists and fists taped having just completed a workout together.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, do ye fael tha, Bex? The time bae comin’ tha ye bae makin’ yer professional debut and we bae showin’ th’ whole world tha there bae more tae us than a few tattoos…
The camera lingers to show both women’s heavily tattooed arms as Becca nods forcefully.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : I’ve been waitin’ almost twenty fuckin’ years for this… so ya can bet that perfect round ass o’ yours that I’m ready to start kickin’ ass and takin’ names!
Nodding her agreement, Saoirse waves her arms around to indicate the camera should take a sweeping view of the place.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: This bae where it all starts fer us. Me brother, Shonn, started me trainin’ hare an’ Bex…
She nods to her partner.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Finished what Shonn had started. She stood by me as I took me first steps inta tis sport, took me lumps in some cases, an’ she dinna ever leave me. It hasna baen tha long a journey fer me tae get inna tha ring but it wasna easy ater. It took me a month’s time the first time jess tae get booked only fer tha company tae die th’ same day. Tha was four months ago an’ in tha time, I dinna give up th’ hope tha one day, Bex would bae right hare by me side…
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : And here I stand, right by a woman that I would take a bullet for. Not just coz we’re both Maidens… but coz she’s the best thin’ to ever happen to me. Many will look at my journey to becomin’ pro and say that it was a bad thin’ that I busted my knee almost twenty years ago…
Becca looks over to her partner and fiancée and shakes her head before turning back to the camera.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : ...well that ain’t the truth, yeah it’s a shame that I’m not able to stand here with hundreds o’ matches under my belt and dozens of championship reigns to boot. But had I not busted my knee, had I not gone into trainin’ upcomin’ wrestlin’ stars, I woulda never met Sorsh, and I woulda never become a member of the Shieldmaidens.
Saoirse nods, smirking.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, he works in mysterious ways…
Becca smirks, nodding as well.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : And here we are… mere hours away from our ECWF debut… but where are our opponents? We ain’t heard shit from either of ‘em. Perhaps they’re scared? Maybe they’re like a good chunk o’ this roster who decides to flee whenever they’re put up against decent competition? Fuck knows we’ve been hearin’ all about that courtesy of the World Champ!
Saoirse shrugs.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Mebbe he jess bae bored? Although, it bae a li’l funny tha we bae comin’ tae all of ye from his school, yeah?
She nods and the camera finally follows her instructions, taking in the shots of the multiple rings and people working out in them as if there is no camera crew currently filming.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: He bae lookin’ fer competition in all th’ wrong places coz he already found it bote hare an in New Orleans. Now, we dinna naid tae worry about him fer the moment coz we are facin’ a tame called Prime Force. JC Kane an’ Maya Jensen an’ dey bae in th’ same position we bae. Dey wanna make their mark in tis company an’ they dinna wanna wait tae do it. I dinna see ennithin big in them but naiter do they see ennithin big in us. Bex an’ I are two paple tha are nay supposed tae bae hare. Bex wasna supposed tae bae able tae do much fer twenty years’ time an’ I wasna supposed tae ever amount tae ennithin at all! Me brother was supposed tae bae th’ only one of us tae get tae th’ show an’ even then, he wasna supposed tae get where he is. He was tae bae jess th’ jailbird paple talk about an’ point tae tae scare their children!
She nods to Becca.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: We bae bote o’ dose tings. We’re th’ tame tha everyone kin look at an’ say “Bae proud o’ gettin’ hare!” an we kin bae th’ tame tha paple use tae scare their children! “Look, there go the Shieldmaidens, ye dinna wanna bae like them, Lasses, ye dinna know where they ‘ave baen!
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : And do we give a damn? Hell no! Coz we are proud of who we are… we are proud of where we came from! If people wanna turn their noses up at us and treat us like dog shit on the bottom o’ their shoes? So be it! The world is full o’ people who treat others like shit just coz they dress different… or talk different… or are covered in tattoos. Hell, some of us have even been ridiculed for our sexuality! But we… don’t… care! Coz all that matters to us? Is each other… and steppin’ into that rin’ and kickin’ seven shades o’ shit outta any cunt that dares to step to us!
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: We bae th’ nightmares ye think we bae an’ each and every one o’ you lot better stand up an’ pay attention! So startin’ wit JC and Maya, we bae puttin’ ye all on notice! When hell bae empty, th’ maidens shall roam th’ eart! Well, hell is empty an’ th’ Maidens are hare!
The camera zooms in to a tight shot of the two women’s faces.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Yer nightmare now begins coz we bae comin’ fer ye all!
Wednesday
February 6, 2019
Apartment of Saoirse Maguire and Becca Rogers
Asheville, North Carolina
3:47 AM EST
Sitting up in her bed, Saoirse Maguire looks dead ahead, almost afraid to open her eyes. What would she see there if she opened them? Would she be where she had been? Was it all a dream? What if it wasn’t a dream?
Opening her eyes, she finds herself bathed in darkness, light flooding in through the curtains that cover the balcony doors.
She was home…
In Asheville…
With?
Turning to her left, she finds the bed empty, her fiancée, Becca “Bruiser” Rogers not there. For a second, dread fills Saoirse’s head. Where was Becca? Had she left? Was she taken?
Frantically, Saoirse looks around only to see a familiar figure standing on the other side of curtains out on the balcony. There was Becca, cigarette in hand, staring out into the moonlight.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Begorra…
Saoirse slowly peels the blanket and sheets off of her and slides out of bed. She makes her way to the sliding door and opens in, stepping out into the not quite chilly air. It was unseasonably warm in Asheville on this night, was scheduled to be for the next night as well and so the two Shieldmaidens were able to stand outside in nothing but their nightgowns.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Quiet night, Lass?
Becca glances up at her beloved and takes a drag from her cigarette before looking back out at the moon.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : Sorry for wakin’ ya, babe… I just… I had a nightmare.
Saoirse nods slowly, almost knowingly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Did ye want tae bae talkin’ ‘bout it?
Once again she looks up at Saoirse, Becca’s face crumples a little as she rests her head on her fiancée’s breasts.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : I was in Hell… desperately lookin’ for you… tryin’ to find you to brin’ you back home with me. I searched… and searched and then finally… I found you…”
Taking another drag of her cigarette, a single tear slowly rolls down her cheek as she continues to stare out into the night sky.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : At first I was happy… seein’ your face again after so lon’… but then I saw your face. You looked at me with a sad, betrayed expression on your face… and… you told me that I was too late. You asked me why I didn’t come lookin’ for you… why didn’t I do more to free you from the clutches of those bastards. And… then you told me… you didn’t love me anymore…
Becca buries her face into Saoirse as she tosses away her cigarette and clutches her tight, not wanting to let go. Saoirse stares at her fiancée, momentarily stunned. Becca was having dreams… like that? Had she gone wrong somewhere? Was this her fault? Saoirse holds Becca tight and kisses the side of the larger woman’s face.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: How could ye ever ‘ave baen too late, Lass? Ye dinna ever give up on me…
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : I know I didn’t… I would never… I don’t know why I’m havin’ these nightmares but… when you were gone? I went out to try and search for ya… not knowin’ where Hell was and with no leads. I travelled to several different States, askin’ around in hopes that someone somewhere would know somethin’... but nothin’.
Looking deep into Saoirse’s eyes, Becca’s bottom lip quivers.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : I’m so sorry I couldn’t find you, babe… I promise that as lon’ as I live… I’ll make sure that kind of thin’ never ever happens to you again.
Saoirse looks back into Becca’s.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: It wasna yer fault, Lass. Tha group took many paeple an’ they took tem from many places. Ye kinna blame yerself like tha…
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : But I didn’t protect you… I shoulda been there for ya.
Saoirse slides her hands up to Becca’s cheeks.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: It wasna yer fault. Ye helped me bae able tae defend meself now… tha bae what ye did. Ye helped me more tan ye could ever know. I love ye, Lass, an’ I never want tae bae apart…
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : I love ya too, babe… and we’ll never ever be apart ever again.
Becca grabs her carton of smokes and pulls two out and passes one to Saoirse who sits down beside her. Lighting her cigarette with her flip lighter, Becca hands Saoirse the lighter and she lights her own as they both take a long drag.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : So how come you’re up? Did I wake you?
Saoirse ponders this question for what seems like forever. How much should she tell Becca? How much was too much? Finally, after another drag, she shakes her head slowly, looking guilty and ashamed.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Nay, ye dinna wake me.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : Now it’s my turn to ask you if ya wanna talk about it?
Saoirse looks down to her feet and just stares, again, for what seems like years upon years. This was never her favorite topic of discussion and it was why she and several other people had what amounted to a support group for each other. Her stare turns more and more distant until it looks like she might not even be there anymore.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I was there again…
Becca immediately pulls her fiancée into an embrace, softly rubbing her back.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : I know it’s hard for ya to talk about this, so you don’t have to if ya don’t wanna. But I’ll always be here to listen, no matter what… and I’ll always make sure ya know you’re safe.
Saoirse’s stare remains unchanged.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: It was so… real…
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : So real that when ya woke up… you were afraid to open your eyes… in case you found yourself back there again?
Saoirse barely manages to nod, her stare seemingly almost frozen in place. Becca hugs her that much more tight and softly kisses the side of her head.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : You’re safe now, babe… you’re safe and you’re with me. You’re with our Shieldmaiden sisters. It’s over now.
Saoirse nods slowly again, still staring out, vacant and distant.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Please…
She starts shaking uncontrollably, terror now washing over her even as she continues to stare off into the distance.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Please… don’t…
She clamps onto Becca harder, seemingly unable to control herself at all.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: No… no, no, no…..
Becca breaks away from the embrace and places her hands onto the sides of Saoirse’s face.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : Sorsh? I’m here. You’re safe. Sorsh?!
Saoirse doesn’t respond so Becca tries to break the trance with a long, passionate kiss to help try and ease her fiancée’s pain. Saoirse’s eyes start to blink even as cold sweat rolls down her face and body.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: B...Bex?
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : I’m here, babe. You’re safe.
Saoirse slowly starts to blink, her gaze moving to meet Becca’s.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I… I’m sorry…
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : Just like you told me earlier, you have nothin’ to be sorry for. It’s okay for you to feel the way you feel after everythin’ you’ve suffered.
Realising that both of their cigarettes have practically burned all the way through to the ends, Becca takes both of them and tosses them away.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : Come on, let’s get back to bed… we don’t even need to sleep, we can just cuddle up together. I’ll keep you safe.
Saoirse nods, looking rather small and childlike in her fiancée’s arms.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Alright… I love ye…
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : I love you too, Sorsh.
Wednesday
February 6, 2019
Apartment of Saoirse Maguire and Becca Rogers
Asheville, North Carolina
9:04 AM EST
After a rough night, Saoirse sits on the bed and stares at her phone as it sits on the nightstand under the lamp. Her fiancée and soon to be tag team partner, Becca, had gone for her morning workout routine to make sure her surgically-repaired knee was ready for the coming battle. Saoirse was proud to be Becca’s partner in her first match and proud to be her partner in almost everything going forward but the previous night’s nocturnal problems were things she couldn’t shake.
It was not the first time this had happened.
Indeed, since her return from captivity in early July. It was one of the many reasons she had chosen to continue with her training to fight and an even bigger reason she had chosen to follow her sister-in-laws into the Shieldmaidens in the first place.
Staring at her phone, Saoirse shakes her head quickly, almost violently.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Why kinna tese faelins jess bae goin’ away?
She closes her eyes, her right hand balling into a fist as she sits on the bed and tries to will herself to move on with her day. A second later, her phone chimes at her signaling an incoming call. Saoirse opens her eyes and looks down to see the smiling face of Nikki Peltier. Nikki was the business and ringside manager for two of Saoirse’s best friends in the world in Ashley and Bethany Kenyon. Ashley was in a tag turned stable with Saoirse’s sister-in-law, Aerynn Maguire called Mayhem over on the Unleashed brand of Hybrid Wrestling. Her brother, Shonn Maguire, Aerynn’s husband, also managed the team and helped to keep them in ring shape on off-weeks when they weren’t booked, along with the stable’s third member, Hybrid Unleashed’s Grand Champion, Stacy Jones. Nikki’s brother, Caliban, was in the Shieldmaidens’ brother MC along with Shonn, the Chrome Dragons and although neither Nikki nor the Kenyon Sisters were members of the Maidens, they were all thought of as family right next to the other members. Saoirse answers the phone on the third chime.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Nikki?
Nikki’s voice rings out loud and clear, concern tempering her usual cheerfulness.
Nikki Peltier: You missed a check-in.
Saoirse nods slowly, closing her eyes again. Had she really missed one? That had been a standard set-up since the lot of them, Saoirse, Shonn, Nikki, Marie Sullivan and Zachary Sears had decided to have what amounted to a support group for each other after being freed.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Em, sorry, Lass. Bex an’ I had a rather rough night tis past one.
Nikki sighs, sounding somewhere between relieved and worried.
Nikki Peltier: Nightmares again?
Psycho nods, her eyes still held tightly shut.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, the bote o’ us unfortunately.
Surprise joins the other emotions in Nikki’s voice.
Nikki Peltier: Becca too? What’s…
Before Nikki can even ask the question, Saoirse blurts out the answer.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: That she couldn’t protect me.
Nikki goes quiet for a second. She’d heard that one before from several people, notably, her own girlfriend, who, just like Becca, talked about keeping Nikki safe often.
Nikki Peltier: There’s a lot of people with a lot of guilt over what happened, Sorsh. I know Bethy and Ash both feel it, especially Bethy. They made her watch as they took Johnny and Gracie right out of Jayni and Brody’s hospital room. She’s always thought she should have been able to do more to stop it. I know Stacy feels the same way about her mother and me.
Saoirse’s eyes open in surprise.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: What could she ‘ave done fer Marie? She baein’ in Orlando an’ Marie bein’ hare in Asheville wit me an’ Bex?
Nikki’s voice comes back quickly.
Nikki Peltier: It’s her mama, Sorsh, it don’t matter if she was in the next room, the next state or overseas when it happened. It’s still her mama done got grabbed by them cultists, same as they took us.
Saoirse nods knowingly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Bex’s allus taken it badly baein’ dey took me from th’ school wit her in it workin’.
Nikki Peltier: And they got me in the parking lot after doing volunteer work in Orlando with Stacy. They’re all having as hard a time letting go of that as we are of letting go of what happened to us inside. I mean, Shonn’s doing better than us but that’s probably because he’d been in prison before, but even he’s struggling. He just doesn’t show it as much as we are.
Psycho nods knowingly again. Nikki wasn’t wrong about Shonn and how he’d managed to stand up to being grabbed, held and tortured by a bunch of crazed Satanic cult members.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aoife’s ‘avin’ a bit o’ a time wit it herself.
Nikki sighs sadly.
Nikki Peltier: Can’t say I blame her. What would she have had left if something had happened to you and Shonn given your father’s stance on her homosexuality?
Saoirse’s eyes close again. That had been brought home quite vividly on their recent trip to Dublin for the ECWF World War 4 show. Going home for the first time in several years, the Maguire Siblings had managed to get a meeting with their mother through Aerynn and their father, Shen, had finally met Shonn and Aerynn’s young twins but he had held firm that he did not approve of any of his children’s romantic partners.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, tha bae true. Me Da’s allus baen a bit of a bollock when it comes tae tha…
She trails off sadly, wishing it weren’t so.
Nikki Peltier: I’m sorry your daddy can’t be like mine would have been but look at how y’all been doin’ without his support! Shonn and Aerynn have careers and two beautiful children. You have Bex and are about to be a tag team with her, I mean, who saw THAT coming?
Saoirse can’t help but smile.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, tha bae true.
Nikki Peltier: Eef’s even got a solid career now managing y’all at ringside and workin’ with Jackie at the office at Venom Ink.
Saoirse nods slowly, quietly. Should she tell Nikki about her own dream or leave it like this, uplifting and happy? She lets out a low, doleful sigh and then nods to herself.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I saw the door again last night.
Nikki goes quiet. She knew what this meant all too well.
Nikki Peltier: Oh, Sorsh…
Saoirse shakes her head.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I could fael dem comin’ an’ I wasna able tae do ennithin but beg… please dinna open th’ door!
Nikki Peltier: Did you tell Bex?
Saoirse shakes her head in shame.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I ‘avnay tol’ Bex ennithin of the dreams.
Nikki Peltier: So… you sat there, strapped down, the door bulging, threatening to open and unleash hell upon you…
Saoirse nods slowly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: And den I woke, in me room wit nuttin’ but dark… Bex was out on th’ balcony smokin’... she worried she’d wokin’ me but she dinna do tha…
Nikki:So what are you gonna do? [/font]
Saoirse stares ahead, pondering this question for a second. What would she do? What would she do if Becca came home right now and heard all this?
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Same ting I’ve baen doin’...
Nikki Peltier: Which is?
Saoirse nods grimly.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Go kick it away.
On-Camera
Friday
February 8, 2019
Hybrid Combat School
Asheville, North Carolina
3:32 PM EST
The camera opens upon “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire and Becca “Bruiser” Rogers standing in the main training room of the Hybrid Combat School in Asheville. A large black banner with the white Shieldmaidens lettering has been hung just for them on the wall next to the main entry door. The two women nod up to the banner and then to the camera as the shot pans back to show the both of them wearing sports bras and workout shorts, their wrists and fists taped having just completed a workout together.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, do ye fael tha, Bex? The time bae comin’ tha ye bae makin’ yer professional debut and we bae showin’ th’ whole world tha there bae more tae us than a few tattoos…
The camera lingers to show both women’s heavily tattooed arms as Becca nods forcefully.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : I’ve been waitin’ almost twenty fuckin’ years for this… so ya can bet that perfect round ass o’ yours that I’m ready to start kickin’ ass and takin’ names!
Nodding her agreement, Saoirse waves her arms around to indicate the camera should take a sweeping view of the place.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: This bae where it all starts fer us. Me brother, Shonn, started me trainin’ hare an’ Bex…
She nods to her partner.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Finished what Shonn had started. She stood by me as I took me first steps inta tis sport, took me lumps in some cases, an’ she dinna ever leave me. It hasna baen tha long a journey fer me tae get inna tha ring but it wasna easy ater. It took me a month’s time the first time jess tae get booked only fer tha company tae die th’ same day. Tha was four months ago an’ in tha time, I dinna give up th’ hope tha one day, Bex would bae right hare by me side…
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : And here I stand, right by a woman that I would take a bullet for. Not just coz we’re both Maidens… but coz she’s the best thin’ to ever happen to me. Many will look at my journey to becomin’ pro and say that it was a bad thin’ that I busted my knee almost twenty years ago…
Becca looks over to her partner and fiancée and shakes her head before turning back to the camera.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : ...well that ain’t the truth, yeah it’s a shame that I’m not able to stand here with hundreds o’ matches under my belt and dozens of championship reigns to boot. But had I not busted my knee, had I not gone into trainin’ upcomin’ wrestlin’ stars, I woulda never met Sorsh, and I woulda never become a member of the Shieldmaidens.
Saoirse nods, smirking.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, he works in mysterious ways…
Becca smirks, nodding as well.
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : And here we are… mere hours away from our ECWF debut… but where are our opponents? We ain’t heard shit from either of ‘em. Perhaps they’re scared? Maybe they’re like a good chunk o’ this roster who decides to flee whenever they’re put up against decent competition? Fuck knows we’ve been hearin’ all about that courtesy of the World Champ!
Saoirse shrugs.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Mebbe he jess bae bored? Although, it bae a li’l funny tha we bae comin’ tae all of ye from his school, yeah?
She nods and the camera finally follows her instructions, taking in the shots of the multiple rings and people working out in them as if there is no camera crew currently filming.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: He bae lookin’ fer competition in all th’ wrong places coz he already found it bote hare an in New Orleans. Now, we dinna naid tae worry about him fer the moment coz we are facin’ a tame called Prime Force. JC Kane an’ Maya Jensen an’ dey bae in th’ same position we bae. Dey wanna make their mark in tis company an’ they dinna wanna wait tae do it. I dinna see ennithin big in them but naiter do they see ennithin big in us. Bex an’ I are two paple tha are nay supposed tae bae hare. Bex wasna supposed tae bae able tae do much fer twenty years’ time an’ I wasna supposed tae ever amount tae ennithin at all! Me brother was supposed tae bae th’ only one of us tae get tae th’ show an’ even then, he wasna supposed tae get where he is. He was tae bae jess th’ jailbird paple talk about an’ point tae tae scare their children!
She nods to Becca.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: We bae bote o’ dose tings. We’re th’ tame tha everyone kin look at an’ say “Bae proud o’ gettin’ hare!” an we kin bae th’ tame tha paple use tae scare their children! “Look, there go the Shieldmaidens, ye dinna wanna bae like them, Lasses, ye dinna know where they ‘ave baen!
Becca "Bruiser" Rogers : And do we give a damn? Hell no! Coz we are proud of who we are… we are proud of where we came from! If people wanna turn their noses up at us and treat us like dog shit on the bottom o’ their shoes? So be it! The world is full o’ people who treat others like shit just coz they dress different… or talk different… or are covered in tattoos. Hell, some of us have even been ridiculed for our sexuality! But we… don’t… care! Coz all that matters to us? Is each other… and steppin’ into that rin’ and kickin’ seven shades o’ shit outta any cunt that dares to step to us!
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: We bae th’ nightmares ye think we bae an’ each and every one o’ you lot better stand up an’ pay attention! So startin’ wit JC and Maya, we bae puttin’ ye all on notice! When hell bae empty, th’ maidens shall roam th’ eart! Well, hell is empty an’ th’ Maidens are hare!
The camera zooms in to a tight shot of the two women’s faces.
"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Yer nightmare now begins coz we bae comin’ fer ye all!
