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She had a murder strut that kept all at bay while walking through the backstage arena hallways. The embodiment of a serial killer in her facial expressions. The flare of her nostrils, the twitch of her eyes. Coming to a stop at her destination so abruptly it sent people scattering as she pounded on the BCC locker room door demanding Regal.
"Hand them over." Words steamed with as much anger as her eyes flashed.
Regal smirked. "Don't know what you mean my dear."
"Hand them over or I burn this place to the ground starting here."
"Alright alright." Regal rummaged through a bag while Mox, Claudio, Bryan, and Yuta looked on. "Out for a little chaos?"
"I'm past that point and out for blood." Her voice was cold as ice as he slipped something heavy into her hands.
"Back up perhaps?" Regal glanced back at the boys and then at her.
"Hands at the ready but like I said I'm out for blood and done playing nice. I'll break every bone in their bodies and then some." She spoke in a manner that oozed unbridled destruction, a tone that all members of Blackpool Combat Club spoke fluently.
"Very well. Just say the word." Pausing as she turned to walk away. " You would have made the perfect addition to BCC my dear."
"My loyalty is solely to him, in and out of the ring." It was cryptic but Regal knew. Everyone with eyes and common sense could see the ride-or-die she had for her one love.
Week after week her Santana took a beating. JAS making his life hell with cheap shots and outlandish cheating in-ring. It was starting to rock his confidence. Just him and Ortiz against five. He never wanted her in that fight because he knew how low & dirty Jericho could go.
The crowd distracted paying no mind to the black-clad figure mingling with the crew until they pulled Hager off the apron following with an uppercut that sent him flying backward and knocked out cold.
Daniel Garcia was the next closest. He'd reached out for their arm but was countered with a knee to the gut and a clap to his ears. Hoisted him over their shoulders for a Samoan drop on the concrete outside the ring. She could play just as dirty as JAS. A clothesline to an incoming Parker and a boot stomp to the face.
Matt screamed until silenced with a punch in the face. Nose bloodied. A knee to the face before pushing him to the ground like he was nothing more than a candy wrapper floating in the wind. She slipped into the ring. Jericho and Santana watching uneasily. Santana was down on one knee holding his ribs and panting.
She pulled the hoody down and her mask off revealing the master of the destruction before them. Santana's grin grew, Ortiz cheering her on.
"You done fucked up now!" Ortiz yelled giddily like a kid at Christmas.
"Let's talk about this now," Jericho palms up stepping back, hoping to find a way out of the mess he'd created. He expected Eddie to come to the aid of Santana, not her, never her.
Her fists raised, ruination in her eyes. That tiny little flicker of rage that spoke of nothing to lose. She'd go down swinging and she'd take 'em all with her too. A passion for fighting she never realized lived within until she'd fallen in love with Santana. He brought out the best and the worst in her but loved her regardless.
Jericho reached for his bat but Ortiz got there first. Taunting him with it, daring him to step up, to man up, and finally fight his own battles. He was delusional thinking he could talk his way out of it. Talk his way out of the beating he deserved.
Her fist connected with the side of Jericho's face. A left, a right, an uppercut, and his teeth went flying. The crowd was losing their minds. JR and Excaliber enjoying the action. Their commentary for the impromptu fight would be one of legend. Spoken of for years, the fight that never was but should have been legitimate.
Her fists kept flying, she was in the zone. All she saw was anger, hatred, and despise for a man that should have left the industry years ago and should have stayed away. Left hook, right hook, uppercut. Cheap shots she learned from training with friends of Eddie's, friends of Santana's. She kept landing punch after punch until Jericho lay bloody in the corner of the ring.
Security tried to intervene but Regal and the BCC boys stood at the top of the ramp not letting a soul through. It needed to happen, an example needed to be made and Jericho was the one that had to pay the price.
"Arrogant prick!" Shrill screams kicking his back. "Never come back or so help me I will end your miserable fucking life you washed up has been."
She didn't stop until Santana pulled her away. Holding her tight as she kicked and screamed in Jericho's direction, but she was like trying to soothe an animal. A wild cat that had been pushed too far, pushed to the brink of no return. Pushed to fight for what was her's, to protect her love, her reason for living. He squeezed her tight, a bear hug that forced her to breathe, to break that spell of fury rushing through her.
"You got him mami," kissing her temple in an attempt to calm her, to bring her back to him. A kiss to signal the beast within her that all was right in the world, that he wanted his love to return to him. "You got him."
Jericho & his entourage were stretchered away. She and Santana watching, ignoring the fans cheering, chanting 'Judas sucks'. He stood in front of her cradling her face in his hands, thumbs rubbing the apples of her cheeks. He looked at her as if she was the sun, the moon, the stars above as if she made the whole world turn just for him.
They didn't notice BCC slipping into the ring behind them. A standoff, stare down. She tapped Santana and he let her go with a breath of relief. Watched her step toward Regal dropping blood-covered brass knuckles into his outstretched hand. He was smirking menacingly but nodded her way.
"Impressive as always my dear. Anytime you lot are in need, BCC won't hesitate to join the fun." Smiles from the rest of BCC as they took their leave.
Santana held her tight, held her close, and knew he'd never let her go. Not for the good, for the bad, or any possible reason. She loved him enough to risk the world, but deep down he knew she loved him as if he was her whole world.