In My Shadow

As soon as Walk of Fame went off the air with the A-List storming out of their limo and back towards the warehouse, the cameras turned back on as Britney Anders stops in front of the back exit to the Warehouse. She turns to the other members of A-List.

BRITNEY ANDERS:

"I'm going to find this new boss, whatever her name is. Lani. I don't need an entourage, okay?"

The two time and current Hollywood Honors champion wasn't in the mood as she pulls the door back open and marches back into the Warehouse. She moves down the hallway with aggression.

BRITNEY ANDERS:

"Lani? Helloooooo? Where are you? We need to have a little chat, and that chat MAY involve the back of my hand against the side of your face!"

Britney turns the corner and finds a group of security guards standing outside of an office. Her eyes light up.

BRITNEY ANDERS:

"That has to be it..."

As Britney walks up to the security guards, she places both hands on her hips and raises her voice with authority.

BRITNEY ANDERS:

"I'm here to see the new, whatever she is, Lani Cote. She's probably expecting me."

The five security guards all look at each other, shrugging. Finally, one speaks up.

SECURITY GUARD:

"As a matter of fact she is expecting you, and the rest of the A-List, and that's why we're here. We were instructed not to let you into this office. Ms.Cote is busy, and with what happened tonight, she's not in a rush to see any of you until the next show. You have a good night, Ms.Anders."

Britney's face turns red and you can almost see smoke rising from the young woman's head.

BRITNEY ANDERS:

"Fine, she may not want to come out, but I'm not going anywhere until I get a few things off of my chest."

Britney turns around hastily and looks directly into the camera that has been following her since just before she re-entered the Warehouse.

BRITNEY ANDERS:

"So, our new boss has decided to make a rematch for the next Walk of Fame, again, BEFORE my contract dispute it settled, I'm being forced to wrestle again. This match will unify MY Hollywood Honors championship and Equinox's Heritage championship, a winner takes all sort of deal. First, I think it's highly unprofessional to force me to compete in such a high stakes match while still negotiating the terms of my contract, and second, I just had Equinox beat tonight, why should I have to fight him again? Honestly that title should just be handed to me, but whatever."

The security guards look a bit uneasy as the loud mouth, two time champion has her back to them, completely ignoring them at the moment, but they maintain their stoic positions.

BRITNEY ANDERS:

"What can we say about Equinox? First off, I prefer to call him Suckinox, so that's what I'm calling him for the rest of this little rant, okay? OKAY!"

Anders clears her throat.

BRITNEY ANDERS:

"I'm sure he's going to repeat what he's said before, 'oh I beat Kendrick before, so I can beat his little girlfriend', well newsflash buddy, you got lucky when you beat him and you aren't beating me. So let's just skip over that bit of predictability that you're going to throw out there. What I have to give you some respect for is winning that championship in the elimination chamber match. Oh but didn't Gemma Woods eliminate two people before you even entered? So you needed help to get the job done? Ohhhh I see."

Anders pauses, flashing a devious smirk to the camera.

BRITNEY ANDERS:

"And isn't a champion supposed to elevate their championship? The Hollywood Honors championship has never been more talked about or more prestigious than when I've held it, but you? When I think of the Heritage championship, you aren't the face that pops up, that would be Melody. So basically you're okay coasting by as a champion, bragging about holding the title, and doing nothing to increase it's value. No wonder we're having a unification match, you're rendering that championship value-less, and I'm raising the stock on mine, so there's no point in having both around. You're a failure, Noxy. Face it."

Realizing the security guards are going nowhere anytime soon, Britney throws a hand up at them as if to say 'talk to the hand', before she walks back towards the exit of the Warehouse, instructing the camera man to keep up with her. The camera man is walking backwards, filming Britney face on.

BRITNEY ANDERS:

"While I go the extra mile for this company, appearing at red carpet events on behalf of California Wrestling, what do you do? While I'm making my second appearance in Future Shock soon, promoting myself as a CHAMPION in CALIFORNIA WRESTLING, you know, raising the stock of the company and the championship, what are you doing? NOTHING. You can't say you work harder than me, when I'm honestly the face of this company and I have been from day one. And when it comes to getting the job done in the ring? If I recall, you lost to Anaquin Adams in the semfinals of the Hollywood Honors cup, a cup I made it to the finals in and unlike you, I never suffered a pinfall loss. As a matter of fact, I did what you couldn't and I defeated Anaquin for the Hollywood Honors championship at the very next event, and not only did I beat her when you couldn't, but I beat her so bad that she had to take time off! I sent her packing! How does it feel knowing that you couldn't get the job done, but I could? I can ask you the same question after the next Walk of Fame, so maybe I will."

The camera man bumps into the door to the back exit, opening it as Britney follows him, stepping back out into the parking area of the Warehouse. She walks towards the limo, knowing the rest of her A-List friends are in there, awaiting her arrival. She pauses, making them wait a bit longer.

BRITNEY ANDERS:

"The bottom line is, I've done more here in California Wrestling than you have, Suckinox. I've beat people that you couldn't. I've raised the value of my championship so much that it has rendered yours almost meaningless, calling for a merging of the two. The stars are aligning for me to make history, and while I hate being forced into a match, this is one that I'm making sure that I'm prepared for. Not only will I be training non-stop with Kendry, but I'll be training with the rest of the A-List, and we hold EVERY CHAMPIONSHIP besides the one that you carry. I'm a champion and I work alongside champions, while you work alone with the misfits. You were born to be in the shadow of people like me, and at Walk of Fame, that's exactly where you will stay. In my shadow."

Anders walks past the camera man as he now is filming her from behind. She stops at the Limo and runs her manicured hand along the top of it before banging on the roof, prompting the driver to exit.

Limo Driver:
"Sorry, ma'am, I didn't realize you were ready. My apologies again."

The driver hurriedly, and a bit awkwardly, rushes over to the door and opens it for Britney.

BRITNEY ANDERS:

"You just lost your tip money for that mistake. Now get in the drivers seat. I'm tired of looking at you."

Anders shoos him away and turns her head to look at the camera one final time.

BRITNEY ANDERS:

"At the next Walk of Fame, history will be made, and it will be made by the Living Doll of California Wrestling, me, BRITNEY ANDERS. Bring your freaks of the night to watch you, Noxy, all they will see is me pinning you for the one...two...three. Remember, you aren't on my level, you aren't in my league, and at Walk of Fame, you're simply there to be the one who goes down in the history books as the man who failed to get the job done again. Have a GREAT night."

Britney blows a kiss to the camera, laughing, as she sits down into the backseat of the limo before it peels off quickly into the night as everything fades to black.