The Chosen One has come! (Faith, Misfitt)

[DARKSIDE]

In the aftermath of this week's Collision, and the war among the Angels...the smoke has cleared to reveal a dominant champion still seated atop her throne...and a new challenger who has proven herself and risen from the ashes......

Angel make her appearance in the arena, suggestively moving her body as her entrance music blasts through the sound system. She caresses her Angel's Championship belt and slides into the ring under the bottom rope. As she stands in the center of the ring, she blows a kiss to the camera, raises the belt high over her head with a quick upward motion and the four ringposts shoot pyro high into the air above the ring. The ringside attendant hands her a mic. Angel strolls back and forth in the ring for a moment, a sexy and somewhat cocky smile across her face....

Angel: Ya know something? I hope every last "Angel" back in that locker room paid REALLY close attention to what happened at Collision. The true pecking order of our roster was decided and everyone needs to know where they stand. Know your place, ladies! When you step out of line, bad things will happen. You saw what happened when Misfitt tried to grow a pair and step up in my face. I took her down to the ring and made her submit to me like the whimpering little lap dog she is. Just then, as it always has been...the "first one out" bowed down to the "last Angel standing"! So, down to the bottom of the list she went! Just.....like.....THAT! Epic fail, sweetie! Buh-bye!! **giggle**

Now, from the bottom of the order, to the top. My crushing victory over Misfitt wasn't the only news to come out of last night's war. The Heavens above were set gloriously ablaze when 6 of our best Angels went to war against each other....all in hopes of sharing the spotlight with me for one chance at taking my title. Six women walked in...one walked out. The "second best" Angel in AWF and my first deserving contender for the Angel's Championship....my sister, Faith! Yep! It's almost as if foretold by a long-forgotten prophecy. The two most dominant women in this company are sisters of the Dark Covenant. How delicious!! Hahahahahaaaa..... If it were anyone else, I would be completely shocked, but we proved what we have been saying all this time. The Covenant is rising to power, my children, and we WILL claim dominion over this federation before this is all over! Even if I fall in battle, the Angel's title will remain in the Covenant's possession. Losing to my sister would be a personal defeat, but it would not change anything in our long-term goals.

So....Faith, I congratulate you, my sister! When next we meet, may the very fabric of this mortal coil be torn asunder! May the best Angel WIN!![/b]

[KraZ]

Enter my mind plays over the p.a. Out walks Misfitt with a mic in hand.
You two want to play top "angel". That's fine... just know this. I am not bowing to you or faith. You may think that one match makes you something specal it doesn't mean a thing. Everyone loses a match here or there. I will show you are.....

A voice comes over the p.a. She starts will a laugh.
[glow=red,2,300]nothing in that ring the crowd should proved of. Nothing worth thating up air time for. They have no honor. They are nothing more then children fighting over a new play thing. All they want to do is run their mouths on how great they are. But you see the greats in this world never had to. But there is hope there is a light comeing to the angel world. Their is a woman coming that people will be proud of. Someone who will bring honor to that traniched belt. I am from a little known wrestling family that is on the rise. I am a Darko and I will be your new hero. Soon will be the time for honor. [/glow]
With that the area goes quiet as the crowd is a buzz with who this new angel could be.

Misfitt just stands on the stage will a look of shock. The new woman stole her thunder.

Tag

[DARKSIDE]

Angel leans against the ropes, facing the stage, drooped over the top rope with a look on her face not of confusion...but more of disgust.

Angel: Ugh! Another one? Didn't your mothers teach you any damn manners? You all have to wait your turn. We have Misfitt here who keeps wanting to cut to the front of the line like some snooty, spoiled little bitch who needs to be slapped retarded! Now, there's someone who hasn't even shown their face yet....and they already want some of my action. Well, baby...the line forms to the left. Go to the end, work your way up and wait your turn like good little girls. No more of this rude behavior!! I am the only one who is entitled to be rude, and that because I hold THIS![/b]

Angel holds up her title belt and admires her reflection in its front plate... [She smooths her hair back from her forehead and pretends to check her lipstick as she playfully taunts Misfitt, who is still watching from the stage...

Oh! Hi there, "hissy fit"! Oh wait...I mean, Misfitt. I just call you that because all I ever hear from you is whining and bitching about how you're not getting your fair shake. You poor thing! For fuck sake...go take a shower and wash some of that sand out of your vagina! Boo hoo....sucks to be YOU!! I made you my bitch at Collision. Suck it up and take your place at the bottom of the list, honey. I have no more time for you. Faith and I have some business to attend to, and we don't need any snot-nosed, spoiled little brats tugging at our pant legs. Keep it up, and I'll personally whip the shit out of you like your mama should have done years ago!

This "one match" you were talking about obviously didn't do diddly squat for you, sweetie. But all it took was that "one match" to make me.........a CHAMPION![/b]

Angel laughs and taunts Misfitt once again and lifts her title belt high in the air as the stage pyro goes off all around Misfitt, making her run backstage to escape the inferno.......

[KraZ]

Once backstage Misfitt grabs a fire exstingisher and walks out on stage again. She sprays the pyro and starts to speak.

So you think I am nothing but a little bitch. That's fine and yes you beat me in my type of match. So I will give you that, but you do have to understand this. That bitch faith has never beat or even faced me in a one on one match. So I think we should get your sister out here. Because I want to face her one on one with nothing more then pride on the line. You will be watching on a tv in the back. What do you think?

[DARKSIDE]

What's the matter, hun? Can't take the heat? Hahahahaaaaa...... My, my my!! You really do enjoy biting off more than you can chew. Be careful with that. You may try to take a bite so big, it breaks your jaw! My sister is more than capable of shutting you up once and for all. It will be a treat to watch her mutilate you even worse than God already has!

But, don't let ME speak for her. She has a voice, too, ya know.

O Sister....WHERE ART THOU?? [/b]**giggle giggle**

[jackel]

At that moment, Disturbia plays and Faith walks out. She has a mic in hand as she slides into the ring. Faith stared down Misfit as she stood next to Angel.

"Ladies, we are fighting over something already solved. I won fair and square. So misfit, I will be against you at Meltdown and I will show you, that I beat you fairly and that I am the dominate one between us. And Angel, I want you be careful because, if I win that belt because you are hurt, well that wouldn't be good. So, Misfit, see you at Meltdown."

Being the silent type that she is, Faith makes her way out of the ring and up the ramp. She gets to the stage and drops the mic as she goes into the curtain.