Journal of the Whills Volume 3 CHAPTER 11

Sativa Nevaeh has been set up for a match of the night match, possibly even match of the year. But she isn’t pleased. She can’t get into the right mindset for it. She is focused on Hayley Halsey and the Immortal Icon Title. She feels disrespected by those in charge. She will have to deal with her second place award of a match. She will have to set her ultimatum back in place.

She will have to break a hero.

But she will do this. She shall do whatever it takes. She will have what is rightfully hers. But first, this false hero has to learn his place.


“Okay, well, let’s see how my official debut for California Wrestling went shall we? Oh, yeah, I made my bitch Desmond Masters pass the fuck out.”

Sativa starts laughing maniacally.

“Nighty night, BITCH!!”

Another laugh.

“Also, I fucking told you so.”

Sativa finally gets control of herself. The smile and light-hearted look on her face vanished in the blink of an eye. She was suddenly serious and somber looking.

“But there is a major problem on the next Walk of Fame. You see, some worthless little fuck is getting something he doesn’t deserve. Seth Lawless is getting a shot at the Immortal Icon Championship. Why? What has he done to earn the shot? What does he bring to the table? Were he to have some miraculous win and get the title, how is he better than Halsey? How is he going to draw more people?” She raises her eyebrows questioningly.

“Spoiler alert, HE CAN’T!” She shakes her head. “He is so worthless and below any sort of level to deserve what he is given I have to wonder, is this gonna be a place that doesn’t give the best person on the roster the shot? I mean, who else deserves a shot at the Immortal Icon Title? No one but me. No one else is more deserving of a shot at that title than me. But sure, go ahead and give Seth Lawless, a man who hasn’t won a match since I’ve been signed with the company, a shot at the title. Cause, that makes fucking sense.”

She shakes her head and rolls her eyes. “Anyways, since I was not given what I am owed and demanded I have to face off against a returning Equinox. Some would kill for a match like this. Hell, I would under normal circumstances. But Sadly, this isn’t normal circumstances. I’m given a second place prize and told to do what I do.”

“Why would I want to do that? Why on Earth would I want to settle for this? Sure, this is gonna be the flashiest match at the event. This is gonna be the one EVERYONE is talking about. Simply from the spots alone, nevermind the actual match they are taking place in. This will be the match of the night. But that is a consultation prize. An empty accolade when every match you are in is the match of the night.”

Sativa pauses and grins wickedly. “So here we are Equinox. The great first meeting between us in the history of ever. Yay. So exciting.” Sativa’s deadpan expression and delivery of the exclamation would make Mitch Hedburg proud. “You see, I just can’t get excited about this match. I want to, I really do. It’s not you, it's the booking. This would have been SOOOO much better at a bigger event. This is a money match and they are giving it away for free. This match could Main Event any major CW event. But here we are, random spot on the card number two. Whoopty do!!! Ain’t we special and appreciated? Man, seriously Nox, can I call you Nox? Nox, I’m serious man, I can’t get hype for this match like I know you want me to be.”

“But don’t worry. That doesn’t mean I’m not going to go out there and give it my all. Give you every bit of my skill and talent that you deserve. Because that’s what I fucking do. I go out there and I put on fucking classics. So you and the worthless fans will get what they want. This shall be a spot fest like no fucking other. We are going to do everything in our powers to top the other’s spots. Only one of us can be top. One of us shall take that coveted spot of the night. The other will be like Icarus. You shall fall from your delusions of grandeur.”

Sativa paces back and forth for a moment. “So you know, Nox, you’re gonna be Icarus. Just a little spoiler for you. Sorry.”

She grins and whispers. “No, I’m really not.”

She then chuckles. “Nox, this is just what it is. As I said, this is nothing against you personally. Nothing that you have done wrong. It’s just, wrong place, wrong time. Normally, this would get all the fucking hype in the world. I would have prepared some grand play idea for this. Could have actually had an animation of the story of Icarus playing. Maybe some clips from movies where the two main characters try and one-up each other over everything. But, I just honestly can’t be fucked to do it.”


“I wanted Halsey for the Immortal Icon Title. I wanted the people in charge to do the right thing and give me what I am so deserving of. But, no. I get you. And a pat on the back and told good job, maybe next time tiger! But, it is what it is eh? I hope you enjoy the match. I really do. I know I got a few things I can teach you. A few things you might not know how to do. Or don’t think they can be done.”

She shrugs. “But that is it, Nox. That’s all you get. You get that because the company obviously feels like that’s all your worth. So I’m not going to do them any favors right now. Let them throw away good money. Let them pad Halsey’s title reign history just a little bit more. Wouldn’t want her losing it so soon after winning it, would you? Oh no, that wouldn’t do. Second defense and losing the title. Bad look for her. So gotta protect that first champion’s run, right? Gotta let her look that much better.”

“That’s fine. It’ll just make me humiliating her and taking MY title that much more fun. That’s what I get to look forward to. The joy of shattering that pathetic little girl's dreams.” Sativa puts the hood of her hoodie up, casting a shadow across the top half of her face.

“Nox, know that what I am going to do to is not out of malice to malcontent. I am doing it simply because it has to be done. Nothing personal. You have picked a decent target and I wish you well on hunting. But you’ve crossed my path. You’ve come too close to the Darkness. And now it must test you. It must break you. It must show you it’s power. So, remember, this is just the way it’s supposed to be.”

She chuckles wickedly.

“Soon, my Dark Empire shall rise. Soon, you’ll all know the power, of the Darkside…”