MIA: I’m sorry about what happened to you Gail. I was promised a full security staff but somehow that
was mysteriously rescinded by some member of the board. Don’t worry, I will get to the bottom of it.
Unfortunately, I was only given a half dozen security personnel and that just wasn’t enough to prevent
what happened to you.
GAIL: You know what Mia? You suck. From what I’ve heard, the heels are still running rampant like they
did on the Danger Zone. I expected that much from Kournikova, but this really borders on incompetence.
MIA: Look, I am sorry for what happened to you but I cannot go back and undo it. All I can do is
suspend Rebecca for what she did and issue her a hefty fine.
GAIL: If I get my hands on her, you won’t need to suspend her. Trust me.
MIA: Just let me worry about Rebecca. All you have to do is take it easy. Your night is over-
GAIL: The hell it is! I did not come here tonight just to have a sneaky little weasel like Rebecca prevent
me from showing the fans why I am the world champion. The doctor has stitched me up and if they tape
up my ribs, I’ll be fine.
MIA: I’m sorry, but I cannot allow it. Besides, if you insist on wrestling tonight, you won’t like the type of
match.
GAIL: Excuse me? What the hell are you talking about?
MIA: (sighing) I got a call from a member of the Board of Directors a little while ago. It seems somebody
has been pressuring them and apparently, it worked. Monica Bellucci informed me that if you do wrestle
tonight, it has to be a hardcore match.
GAIL: Great…..just freakin’ great. Now, I have to worry about the board stacking the deck against me
too. That’s just great. So who would I have to face? Wait, let me guess. Ocean, right? Or maybe that
maniac Malissa Robles.
MIA: Uh….no. Actually, it may be worse than that. You’d have to face Angel Orsini.
GAIL: Riptide? Fine. Tell the tattooed freak that I accept and I’ll see her in the ring shortly. Oh, and tell
her one more thing.
MIA: What’s that?
GAIL: She’s going to be leaving for the hospital after the match. I can’t take out my anger on Rebecca?
Then Angel is going to have to pay the price tonight. I guarantee you that nobody will be laughing when I’
m done with her.
MIA: (shaking her head) I really don’t think this is a good idea Gail, but I won’t stand in your way. But
know one thing…..if it looks like its getting out of hand, I will stop the match and award it to Angel.
GAIL: Angel gets this title over my dead body.
MIA: Not if I can help it. I hope you know what you’re doing.
GAIL: Just get out of here and let me prepare for the match.
MIA: Good luck Gail. I have a bad feeling you’re going to need it.
With that, Mia headed out of the treatment room leaving behind a steely eyed world champion.
was mysteriously rescinded by some member of the board. Don’t worry, I will get to the bottom of it.
Unfortunately, I was only given a half dozen security personnel and that just wasn’t enough to prevent
what happened to you.
GAIL: You know what Mia? You suck. From what I’ve heard, the heels are still running rampant like they
did on the Danger Zone. I expected that much from Kournikova, but this really borders on incompetence.
MIA: Look, I am sorry for what happened to you but I cannot go back and undo it. All I can do is
suspend Rebecca for what she did and issue her a hefty fine.
GAIL: If I get my hands on her, you won’t need to suspend her. Trust me.
MIA: Just let me worry about Rebecca. All you have to do is take it easy. Your night is over-
GAIL: The hell it is! I did not come here tonight just to have a sneaky little weasel like Rebecca prevent
me from showing the fans why I am the world champion. The doctor has stitched me up and if they tape
up my ribs, I’ll be fine.
MIA: I’m sorry, but I cannot allow it. Besides, if you insist on wrestling tonight, you won’t like the type of
match.
GAIL: Excuse me? What the hell are you talking about?
MIA: (sighing) I got a call from a member of the Board of Directors a little while ago. It seems somebody
has been pressuring them and apparently, it worked. Monica Bellucci informed me that if you do wrestle
tonight, it has to be a hardcore match.
GAIL: Great…..just freakin’ great. Now, I have to worry about the board stacking the deck against me
too. That’s just great. So who would I have to face? Wait, let me guess. Ocean, right? Or maybe that
maniac Malissa Robles.
MIA: Uh….no. Actually, it may be worse than that. You’d have to face Angel Orsini.
GAIL: Riptide? Fine. Tell the tattooed freak that I accept and I’ll see her in the ring shortly. Oh, and tell
her one more thing.
MIA: What’s that?
GAIL: She’s going to be leaving for the hospital after the match. I can’t take out my anger on Rebecca?
Then Angel is going to have to pay the price tonight. I guarantee you that nobody will be laughing when I’
m done with her.
MIA: (shaking her head) I really don’t think this is a good idea Gail, but I won’t stand in your way. But
know one thing…..if it looks like its getting out of hand, I will stop the match and award it to Angel.
GAIL: Angel gets this title over my dead body.
MIA: Not if I can help it. I hope you know what you’re doing.
GAIL: Just get out of here and let me prepare for the match.
MIA: Good luck Gail. I have a bad feeling you’re going to need it.
With that, Mia headed out of the treatment room leaving behind a steely eyed world champion.
After the break, the camera came back to what looked liked the interior of a locker room that had been
converted into a makeshift triage unit. On one examination gurney, lay Joya Montiero and on the gurney
opposite her lay Katharine Painter. Both women were resting and drifting off to sleep while being
monitored. However, on the third gurney lay the world champion, Gail Kim.
converted into a makeshift triage unit. On one examination gurney, lay Joya Montiero and on the gurney
opposite her lay Katharine Painter. Both women were resting and drifting off to sleep while being
monitored. However, on the third gurney lay the world champion, Gail Kim.
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Gail seemed agitated as she shifted constantly on the gurney. The Korean beauty’s ribs were taped up
tightly and she had a pair of butterfly bandages on her face; one above her left eye and one on her left
cheekbone. Despite her pain, Gail was seething with anger and she was letting anyone within earshot
know it.
GAIL: Where the hell is the doctor? I want to get out of here. I’ve got a score to settle with a sneaky,
little wanna-be ninja who’s going to be making a hospital room her address for a couple weeks after I’m
through with her. LET ME OUTTA HERE!!!
Just then, Mia St. John entered the treatment room. The exotic beauty stopped for a minute to confer
with the doctor on duty and then headed over to where Gail was.
tightly and she had a pair of butterfly bandages on her face; one above her left eye and one on her left
cheekbone. Despite her pain, Gail was seething with anger and she was letting anyone within earshot
know it.
GAIL: Where the hell is the doctor? I want to get out of here. I’ve got a score to settle with a sneaky,
little wanna-be ninja who’s going to be making a hospital room her address for a couple weeks after I’m
through with her. LET ME OUTTA HERE!!!
Just then, Mia St. John entered the treatment room. The exotic beauty stopped for a minute to confer
with the doctor on duty and then headed over to where Gail was.
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