As the fans sit, eagerly waiting for some action to occur in the ring, as Shinedown "Yer Majesty" powers through the speakers, causing the fans to rise from their seats and stare towards the stage. We see Olivia Areano walk out wearing a pair of of flashy looking Dior sunglasses were perched on her face, her hair was worn long and straight, a black blouse with a black leather shorts. She walks out onto the stage, her knee-high leather boots clanking on the metal stage. She raises her fist in a defiant pose, as the fans give off a loud boos. A devilish grin appears on her face, as she lowers her arm. Olivia walks down the ramp, then out onto the black safety mats that surrounds the ring. She slides into the ring. The fans continue to boo, as she gets back up to her feet. She extends a hand through the ropes, and receives a mic from a ringside official. Olivia then raises the mic to her lips, as she prepares to speak, pacing the ring.
Olivia: Since the moment my contact was made for CW. It was known as the greatest signing for the for the entire company. You people just don't realized what I bring to this company. Before I came to this company, no one took this place serious. Matter of fact, it wasn't on anyone's radar. This is the part where you ungrateful people say "Thank you" for making this place better.
She smirks, as she plucks her sunglasses off of her face and flings them over the top rope, landing somewhere in the first row. She pauses for a minute as she looks around the crowd, thinking for a minute. Olivia then begins to speak again.
Olivia: If some of you people don't know who I am yet. I'm the pinnacle of technical excellence. A luchadore extraordinaire. The measuring stick of what a female should look like. I'm the Upset Queen Olivia Areano and the only Areano that matter's in this business.
The fans erupt in a chorus of boos. Olivia lowers the microphone, a another smirk appearing on her face. She paces the ring.
Olivia: And I find myself in my first official match at against some girl named Elsy Lewis. Clearly none of you know don't know who she is, because she is not important in the slightest and she will never be. My mentor Pretty Ricky Stanton told me clear and well I would have to prove myself in CW. But I at least thought they would pit me against someone that was worthy a damn. It's all well and good, though boo boo, I would just have to use this chance to prove no one out their better than Olivia Areano and it will be only be a matter of time, before I am standing in front of you holding the championship around this glorious waist of mine. No one is in my league in this company or any. Elsy is just some pitiful little girl trying to have her 15 minutes of fame. But let's be honest here I can beat you in three.
The fans react negatively, as Olivia had expected they would. She simply nods her head and continues to pace the ring, the smug expression still on her face.
Olivia: I am so thankful you didn't release a promo Elsy, thought I would have to and sit back and listen to all your mindlessly talking about your hopes and dreams, In our debut match for CW. I will be the one to crush your dreams and start my journey of being the one and only face of this company.
Olivia shrugs her shoulders, as the fans continue to get more and more irate with what she's saying. She nods her head again, this whole thing going exactly as she expected.
Olivia: Elsy once this match begins you will have no hope in the least. You will clearly know who your better is Elsy. I made it perfectly clear to management that I here only for the pay checks and the championships. But along the way, why not prove how much elevate a company. I will bring the star power this company needs the most. Elsy, you should be glad because you will be the first to fall to the queen!
She lowers the microphone and raises her fist in the air. A huge grin creeps up the side of Olivia's face. Still showing defiance and never backing down. As her music hits again, she rolls out of the ring and heads back up the ramp. The cocky look still on her face, unfazed by the negative reception. to black.