Just a match ( angel)

[KraZ]

Alive by Drain STH plays as the oddety that is Misfitt, makes her way to the ring. She doesn't seem to bothered my her latest lose. She slides into the ring and pulls a mic from her pocket.
Well, damn it looks like the better bitch won. I guess I just can't hang with some of these girls. Maybe my enemy, Angel, should come out here and cut me with her tounge. I mean, I just have to suck, right? I mean beating Vile was my only chance of faceing Angel for the championship right. What ever will I do. Well, Angel care to come down here?

[DARKSIDE]

Without much hesitation, Angel comes walking out from backstage. She has the Angels Championship around her waist as she makes her way toward the ring. She has a mic and begins talking to Misfitt as she reaches the ringside area...

Awww. Come on, Misfitt. You shouldn't be sad. Frowning causes wrinkles, ya know! Hah ha... We don't wanna mess up that pretty face.[/b]

Angel hops up on the ring apron and climbs in between the ropes before walking over to Misfitt...

Look, honey. You've got nothing to worry about. So you lost. Big whoop! I do it all the time.[/b]

Angel notices Misfitt admiring the title belt with a look of doubt on her face....

Oh. I know what you're thinking. If I lose all the time, how can I still be the champion? Am I right?[/b]

The look in Misfitt's eyes is enough of an answer...

I honestly don't believe it myself, babe. I got booked in the title match at SnowBrawl and I seized the opportunity. If I was going to win, that match was IT! I gave Vile everything I had and I beat her for this title. Just goes to show you...if you can't win 'em all, win the ones that matter!

You've been there before, sweetie. You'll be there again. Whether you beat me, or someone else...I know you'll be on top again before you know it.

Now, this week, we have a match. But, we won't be alone. It's a triple threat, so don't focus all your hate and angst toward me, honey. We need to get Vile all broken down and softened up so I can successfully defend my title against her at the PPV.

Then....we can put on a little show of our very own. Just you and me. **wink**

How's that sound, baby? You game, or not?[/b]

[KraZ]

Without giveing much away, Misfitt, turns her eyes to Angels. She pauses as if to thing of what they should say next. Misfitt's turns on the puppy dog look.

You mean it. Really me and you could do what only we could. You and me could show them what the angels champion really means? And all I have to do is help sofen up Vile. That's all.

her face twists to a look of evil.

Oh I think I can do that. Yes, I know I could do that. But I beleive I should get the pin so that a title match would be good.

[DARKSIDE]

As Misfitt continues to speak, Angel looks very pleased and her lips part in a satisfied grin...

Goooood! Excellent! Ya see? THAT'S what I'm talking about! There's the Misfitt I used to know. I mean...I hadn't seen you since last year, and I had to see if you still had that same desire in your heart. It's good to see it again!

Buuuut....here's the thing. Sorry I had to bait you into thinking Vile's head was just going to be served up on a silver platter for you. You passed the test, sweetie, and I love it. However, the third person in our triple threat is really Ciarra Donnelly....not Vile. So, here's what I hope to see from you. Envision Ciarra as if she's really Vile and help me rip her apart! She has earned a good ass-kicking for the way she's been bad-mouthing me! Bring the fight to her, baby. Take her down and send a message to Vile that you are back and so is that killer instinct. I already see it, and soon....she will as well!

You also appear to have a tag team match, with Vile as your partner. Just try not to claw her eyes out until I've had the chance to blacken them for you first. Deal?? Ha ha.....

**ahem** By the way, sugar bumps. What was that shit you said earlier about me being your "enemy"? I'm offended! You're like a sister to me, and I took you under my wing. It's because of me you had the strength and spirit to win your first title here. So, now you come back here, and dare to spit in my face? What the Hell??[/b]

[KraZ]

Well here's the thing. You do have something I want. It's around your waist, though I don't hate you. You are seem a enemy of a nature. It's not a spit in your eye. It's bussness. I am in the bussness of breaking bodys, for what I need. So the way I see it. We are sisters in war, but both still want to be queen. And I love to make people fall at my feet.

she walks to Angel then passes her and looks to the stage.
Bitches in the back you better not cross us. We are what you wish to be We are the evils you will soon fear. We are just better then you.

[DARKSIDE]

Misfitt's declarations do not fall on deaf ears....

Without even a moment's passing, "Madhouse" suddenly begins to rattle the arena and The Twisted Sisters stroll out onto the stage with venom in their hearts....

Sasha: Oh! Oh! You just hold on right there, luv. Who the bloody 'ell are you to say you're better than me 'n Sabrina? You've never had the pleasure of getting "Twisted", deary. But...if you'd like to try it on for a bit, step on up! We'll break you just like the rest.

Sabrina: What? You don't believe us? You look awfully puzzled there, darling. Or...is that just how your face looks naturally? Like me dear sister just said, step on up and we'll show ya what it's like to be beat by the BEST! Isn't that right, Angel?

Sabrina stares right at Angel with the most arrogant expression she's ever seen! Angel knows hse has been pinned twice in as many weeks, but her payback will have to wait for another time. All she can do is drop her head and look away in embarassment...

Sabrina: Haaa ha ha ha haaaaa.....awwww, did I touch a nerve, deary? The truth hurts, doesn't it? It hurts worse than 'aving a bloody glass bottle shattered to pieces against your 'ead, I bet! You can't beat me, luv...and I'm willing to wager your little friend there is just an uglier version of you! Me and Sasha will wipe the floor with her and Vile at Collison, and after we do that....I'm making my play for YOU...."Champ"! It's about time that belt was around the waist of someone who bloody well deserves it!

Sasha: Well said, sis! How convenient it was that Mr. Dubaine kept Angel and that donkey's arse, Ciarra Donnelly away from us this week. I guess everybody was getting fed up with watching the pair of us "taking out trash" the past two weeks going. I know I was a bit tired. Sabrina, though!! Two weeks in a row....pinning the Angels Champion? Simply smashing, sis! Well done!

Sasha starts clapping and, without warning, Angel charges up the ramp looking to deal out some pain. The Sisters hold their hands up and quickly back their way toward the stage. Angel snarls at them both and doesn't slow down. As Angel storms closer and closer, Sasha and Sabrina dart off toward the curtain and disappear from sight. Angel stops at the top of the ramp and stands with her hands on her hips. She begins to smile as her confidence starts to return. She walks back down to the ring to rejoin Misfitt, but stops to say to the cowards who just ran off...

That's what I thought![/b]

The crowd cheers at Angel's remarks and Misfitt welcomes Angel back into the ring...

[KraZ]

Misfitt looks over at Angel.
I think their dad got a little to twisted with them. That's why the feel the need to take big. You see, they may have pinned you with that other bitch. But they didn't beat us. We are the real tag teamers. We can take any combo of you bitches out.

[DARKSIDE]

Just as Misfitt says those words, a fiendish thought crosses Angel's mind. She raises her mic once more and yells so the whole arena can hear....

YEAH! That's a fucking excellent idea!

NEXT WEEK! Misfitt and me....versus the dick-sucking duo! Tornado tag....Extreme Rules!! Sasha and Sabrina....you are SO DEAD!!

You hear that, girls? DEAD!![/b]

Angel lowers her mic with a devilish smile and vicious twinkle in her eye, hoping her request had somehow reached the ears of the AWF General Manager.

But before that came to pass, she and Misfitt had another task at hand....

[Sinister]

Suddenly "She's Freaky" play and in a short time Vile steps out from behind the curtain and walks on to the stage with mic in hand. Vile stares down the current Angels champion and then brings mic up to her mouth.


Vile: Well,well Angel things never change...still playing puppet master I see.

Vile walks down the ramp and stop half way down.

Vile: Misfit when will cut those strings and do your own thing. Misfit you jump throw hoops like a loyal dog and what does it get you? No matter,I'm not here to be your savior...no I'm out here to let Angel know not to forget who she's dealing with. Angel continue playing with the crazy twins,keep looking past our match and the belt will come back to me for a third time.

[DARKSIDE]

Oh, hi...."Bile". I was wondering when you were gonna join the party. Fashionably late, as always. Late, and with that head stuck so deep, you can barely see the light at the end of your colon. **giggle**

Honey, I'm a champion...not a fool. I know what my obligations are, so don't worry, "pissy pants". You'll get your rematch. Misfitt and I are just killing time until then. Let us have our fun with the "Union Jack-offs" and at the PPV...it won't be time I'm there to kill, if you know what I mean!

Oh, and don't try anything funny when you're teamed up with Misfitt this Thursday night. Misfitt and I have an understanding. We've got each other's back, and if I see you fucking around out there...next time we're in the ring, you're gonna wish someone had YOUR back 'cuz you'll need an army to keep me from shredding your ass!! Got it, bitch?[/b]