Post by Deleted on Jan 1, 2020 22:28:56 GMT -6
FLASHBACK: July 2012
A brash and confident 16-year-old Casey Holliday is walking through the hallway having already geared up for the day’s training at her father’s wrestling school in Seattle, Washington. Casey herself had just started training about a few months ago though just being the daughter of the guy that owned and ran the place at the time certainly drew some criticism in her direction. She’s not paying much attention to what’s in front of her when she accidentally bumps into another female student.
Student: Hey! Watch it!
Casey: Sorry…
The student’s eyes narrow as she realizes exactly who she’s talking to.
Student: Oh… you’re daddy’s little girl, aren’t you? Yeah, I doubt you have any talent. I bet you’re only here because DADDY runs this place, right?
Casey scoffs at this, showing some typical teenage immaturity.
Casey: I can say the same thing about your future strip club career!
Student: EXCUSE ME?
Casey: Fuck off!
Student: Why don’t I beat your ass, huh? I don’t give a shit if I get expelled. If I get expelled, I’m taking daddy’s little girl with me!
Voice: Fat chance…
Casey’s in for another surprise as her two best friends of the time, Bianca Vasquez and Hayley Halsey, show up behind her.
Hayley: If you want to fuck up Casey so much, you’re going to have to go through ALL of us!
Bianca: Yeah! Why don’t you take your petty jealousy and do what Casey says huh?
Casey: It’s three against one, what are you going to do about it?
The student is the one scoffing now at this point.
Student: Whatever! I can only wonder what the charmed life is like having daddy’s little girl and this school’s biggest success story in your back pocket.
The student scoffs again before turning and walking away from the trio. Casey has a smile on her face knowing that the two best friends she has made in the last few months had her back. During her days at the Seattle Wrestling Academy, this is exactly how things would be when they would all train together.
Casey: Thanks for backing me up.
Bianca: Don’t sweat it, Casey. Hayley and I are just as sick and tired of the “daddy’s girl” nonsense just like you are.
Hayley: Yeah, the hate that you get here just for that alone is preposterous. Almost every single one of those students would go to a wrestling school that a family member owns… so they’re all just hypocrites. Don’t listen to the haters, Casey.
Casey: Like I care! Considering the wrestling lineage I come from, I’m a natural at this anyway. Oops, there’s another thing for the haters to be jealous of.
The trio all have a laugh to themselves.
Bianca: The wrestling world IS tough though, no lie about that.
Hayley: Right! And being as new as we are to this, the best way we’re all going to succeed right now is if we all stick together!
Bianca: Exactly! The three of us… we’re ALL going to take over this business someday and we’ll do it as a cohesive unit that will NEVER be separated!
Hayley: I can’t imagine my life or career without either of you two!
Casey has a warm smile on her face upon hearing that.
Casey: I know we’ve only known each other for a few months… but I can say the exact same thing. Sometimes, you just know who your friends for life are going to be just by meeting them and I am extremely happy to say that in both of you, that’s exactly what I have.
Bianca: The feeling is mutual, Casey.
Hayley: Same here!
Casey: So… why don’t we keep pushing on through another day? Remember, they hate us because they ain’t us so let’s pull together and get ourselves one day closer to dominating this business someday, yeah?
Bianca: Damn straight!
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December 31, 2019
Hayley: I hate that bitch…
Hayley Halsey feels sick to her stomach recalling the period of time where she and Casey Holliday were the best of friends.
Hayley: I’ve waited YEARS for tonight. FINALLY… the chance to beat the shit out of daddy’s little girl. Oh she thought all the crap that happened to her in SCW was SO HARD huh? Well, tonight I’m going to make sure that all the “bullshit” that she dealt with “SO BAD” in SCW is child’s play! You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted to pound her face into oblivion, Mr. Riley!
Shawn Riley just chuckles at this as their locker room conversation continues.
Mr. Riley: As a matter of fact, I’ve wanted to do the same for so long myself. I don’t understand all the hype about Casey Holliday. I also don’t understand why Victoria likes her so much. I assume it’s because of how close she is with her father and everything he did for her so she feels like she owes it to him to take care of her or something…
Hayley: Well that’s stupid…
Mr. Riley: Actually, it’s quite noble of Vicky. It’s just a shame that she’s throwing all her support behind such a petulant, moody, ungrateful little bitch…
Voice: You’re one to talk…
Hayley’s blood boils at the sudden sight of Casey Holliday, her old friend who she’s grown to hate so much.
Casey: And honestly, you shouldn’t. Mr. Riley, do you realize how much of a hypocrite you are? You’re the one that conspired with Hayley to ruin a celebratory moment for me because YOU were bitter over the fact that my father gave the academy to Vicky and not you. If you owned it, you’d have driven it straight into the ground.
Hayley: You mean like Vicky did when she sold it off to MYRA LYNWOOD of all people?
Casey: Why don’t you keep YOUR mouth shut, Hayley. I’m not talking to you.
Mr. Riley: I bloody well had to because I was SO sick and tired of that entire school being all about YOU. You embarrassed all of us when you did the nonsense that you did in SCW. You disgraced us by selling out and becoming corporate with that wretched witch Tabitha Silverstone and subsequently… your own mother.
Hayley: Yeah, the same mother that should have stayed home so she could beat you because DADDY wouldn’t have…
Casey: What gives YOU the right to talk to anyone that way?
Hayley: What gives YOU the right to take away everything from ME? Do you realize how sick I was for SO LONG about YOU stealing MY thunder? You think I betrayed you just on a sudden whim? NO! I’ve been planning it for years… before DADDY needed a hip replacement. I was waiting for the day you got famous enough for me to stab you in the back… for a night like tonight… for when I FINALLY steal back everything YOU stole from ME! You think I LIKED taking a back seat to daddy’s little girl? You think I LIKED being SECOND FIDDLE to you? All these years… I did everything the right way, I did everything with honor… but was I ever appreciated for it? I won my first championship in this business in two fewer matches than Vicky did… I was a two-time champion within my first TEN matches but did VICKY ever throw a party for that? No… because everything was about CASEY! CASEY! CASEY! I did EVERYTHING right… but Mr. Riley was the only one that gave a crap! YOU… god, you were such an embarrassing fuck up with the shit you pulled in SCW… with the lingerie potato sack nonsense… in GCW… where you were fucking someone MORE THAN A DECADE OLDER THAN YOU… and YOU get ALL the praise, ALL the accolates, ALL of Vicky’s love? While I get treated like I’m some blonde headed stepchild?
Casey: I can’t lie… you made a lot of good points. If I were in your shoes, I might feel the same way. Maybe Vicky should have thrown a party for you. Maybe you should have been more appreciated. But that STILL doesn’t give you the right to do what you did to ME!
Hayley: And what gave you the right to waste your Trios contract by using it to strip two women of their clothes and have them wear lingerie and potato sacks, huh? Because they were SO MEAN to you?
Casey: It’s called being young and stupid… sort of like how you’re being right now…
Mr. Riley: You’re one to talk… cunt…
Casey: And you both call ME daddy’s little girl?
Hayley: I’d rather be “young and stupid” than be YOU…
Hayley walks by Mr. Riley and walks up to Casey.
Hayley: ...honestly, if I ever had to be you? I’d kill myself.
Hayley grabs Casey’s shoulder to try to force her out of the way, but Casey grabs her by both shoulders and quickly pins her against the lockers.
Hayley: What? Are you going to punch me out the way you did Heather a few years ago?
This strikes a nerve with Casey as she lets go of her and steps back a few steps.
Casey: I’ll save that for later…
Hayley scoffs and smirks.
Hayley: You crazy freak…
Casey: VAPID WHORE!
Hayley: EXCUSE ME?!?!?!?!
Hayley begins to bolt for Casey, but at the last second, Mr. Riley intercepts her and holds her back.
Hayley: LET GO OF ME!
Casey: Yeah… let her go! Do it! Let me beat her ass right now!
Mr. Riley: Go fuck yourself… we’re not doing this now!
Casey scoffs and walks out of the room all while Hayley struggles to try and break free to get to her but unable to do so before Casey leaves.
Mr. Riley: Hayley… HAYLEY!
Hayley: Did you hear what she called me?
Mr. Riley: I did… yes…
Hayley: I want to DESTROY HER!
Mr. Riley gently pushes Hayley from him a bit which causes her to sigh and calm down.
Mr. Riley: I do too, trust me. But that right there? It’s Casey being Casey, you should know better than to let her get to you like that. She has to resort to cheap, amateur nonsense that way because she knows that’s the only way she’ll drag you down to her level. Don’t let her do that.
Hayley: You’re right… that’s just Casey being Casey… crazy freak…
Mr. Riley: Don’t worry, I have a plan. By the time tonight’s over, you will DEFINITELY prove yourself as massively superior to DADDY’S LITTLE GIRL!
Hayley: So what is this plan of yours?
Hayley narrows her eyes with anticipation as Mr. Riley begins to explain exactly what he has in mind…
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The match…
Hayley can only chuckle once she’s finally in the ring with Casey Holliday. Of course, Shawn Riley is in the ring with her as she grabs a microphone much to Casey’s confusion.
Hayley: Oh Casey… I’ve waited SO long for this. FINALLY… I get to prove that I’m the REAL prodigy! FINALLY… I get to take back everything you STOLE from me. BUT… before we get started… there’s been a slight change of plans.
Hayley chuckles before Mr. Riley removes the suit he was wearing, revealing more athletic attire as if he’s about to compete in this match.
Hayley: This is now… a tag team match… well… assuming you can even FIND a partner… oh wait… you can’t.
Casey rolls her eyes with disgust as she requests and receives a microphone.
Hayley: Mr. Riley is my tag team partner and together we’re going to beat the shit out of you! Seriously! You’re SO screwed! I mean, the one person back there that even likes your ass is preoccupied with Bustina Valentine later tonight and there’s NOBODY that’s going to help you. So… let’s get started with this match, shall we? I guess it’s now two against one…
Hayley scoffs as she tosses away her microphone. Mr. Riley takes great pleasure in the opportunity to beat the hell out of Casey considering the amount of hatred he’s always had for her. However, both of them are confused as Casey busts out laughing in her microphone.
Casey: Oh… my… GOD! Hayley… you’re SO RIDICULOUS… oops… sorry not sorry… stole your catchphrase. I KNEW you were going to pull some bullshit like this. Vicky may not be able to help me here but… there is ONE other person that I personally invited to come here because of how PREDICTABLE you are! I KNEW you were going to hide behind that crusty old Alfred… so… I got someone that will take care of him… someone he knows VERY well.
The crowd erupts with cheers as Hayley and Mr. Riley witness Casey’s father in the front row stepping over the barricade ready to compete in his own right. Hayley says “shit” knowing her plan has gone awry as Casey’s father steps into the ring taking the microphone from Casey.
Mr. Holliday: Hayley… I was hoping you’d know better… but I guess I can’t blame you considering you’re being manipulated by the asshole you’ve chosen to cast your lot with. Shawn… how dare you stoop this low… to hate my daughter THIS point? I’m not going to let you hurt my daughter…
Suddenly, he bolts for Mr. Riley wanting to pummel the lights out of him as the bell rings to start the match….
THE MATCH…
Hayley bolts for her corner instead of helping Mr. Riley just to avoid Casey who reluctantly goes back to her corner on the referee’s orders. This leaves the two trainers to fight for themselves and Mr. Holliday is really letting his former friend have it as he beats him into the corner. Casey just smirks at this before her father connects with a scoop slam that leads directly into a two count. Mr. Holliday drags Mr. Riley to his corner and tags in Casey and the two trade turns taking chops across the chest of their adversary. Mr. Holliday steps back in the corner and Casey goes for a strike, but it’s blocked and countered with a rake across the eyes. Mr. Riley picks up Hayley and slams her into the mat before he has a smirk on his face, looking down at Casey.
Mr. Riley: I’ve waited a LONG time to be able to do this…
He kicks Casey across the chest and smirks, clearly enjoying the fact that he’s finally beating up someone he’s hated for so long. The referee has to step in a few times considering that he was trying to strangle her. Still, he chokes Casey with a cobra clutch dragging her all the way to the corner and Hayley willingly tags herself in. Casey takes a double powerbomb and Hayley goes for the pin, but Casey kicks out. Hayley maintains her control…
Hayley: Finally…
Hayley gives Casey a Russian legsweep…
Hayley: All this time being in YOUR shadow…
Hayley kicks Casey right in the face.
Hayley: I’M THE REAL PRODIGY!!!!!!
Another hard kick to the face.
Hayley: You’ll always be daddy’s little BITCH!
This sentence sets Casey off and she stands up and smacks Hayley across the face. This results in a massive brawl between them that the referee has a hard time stopping. Casey takes control with a wicked running forearm to the jaw. Casey drops down to make the pin, but Mr. Riley breaks it up at two. Mr. Holliday runs back into the ring to even the odds and a two on two brawl takes place. Casey is about to nail Hayley with her Stock Plunge finisher but Hayley gouges her eyes near her corneas causing her to let go. Mr. Riley violently tosses Mr. Holliday out of the ring… causing him some damage as he lands on his replaced hip on the outside. Hayley takes down Casey with a spinning heel kick and goes to the top rope.
Hayley: Finally… I make YOU look SO RIDICULOUS!
Mr. Riley tags himself in, causing Hayley to be surprised.
Hayley: ...what???
Mr. Riley: Let me finish her…
Hayley: But… I have her right where I want her…
Mr. Riley: Hit your moonsault and I’ll get the pin… trust me…
Hayley sighs and attempts her “So Ridiculous” moonsault… that Casey BLOCKS! Hayley rolls away and Mr. Riley is stunned, but he keeps composed as Casey slowly gets up. Once she does, he blindsides her from behind. He gives her a sleeper hold and drags her up to her feet.
Mr. Riley: Shame that this has to end… I wanted to punish you more… but I guess this will do. You’ll always be a disappointment to your father…
Casey responds with a hard elbow that’s enough to break the sleeper hold before she plants him with the STOCK PLUNGE (Corkscrew neckbreaker). Hayley gets to her knees just after this and Casey looks back at her as he gets Mr. Riley up… to nail him with a SECOND Stock Plunge to Hayley’s horror.
Casey: I’m right here Hayley… come get me… come save him….
Casey drags him up again…
Casey: Or maybe I should break his fucking neck, huh?
Hayley: No… don’t….
Casey: Then come get me…
Hayley: ...not tonight…
To the shock of the crowd, Hayley rolls out of the ring and allows Casey to drill Mr. Riley with a third Stock Plunge. Hayley walks up the ramp feeling disgusted, but deciding to save herself for another night while the crowd cheers for Casey turning him over and pinning him!
WINNERS: Casey Holliday and Mr. Holliday
Hayley: I’m sorry Mr. Riley… but I fight my own battles…
Hayley walks through the curtains, not even bothering to watch the celebration Casey is having back in the ring with her father.
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Post match…
Hayley is fuming pissed as she watches Mr. Riley get wheeled out of the building on a stretcher following the three Stock Plunges he took from Casey before he was ultimately pinned by her. As he departs in an ambulance, Hayley seethes in anger…
Hayley: This… isn’t OVER!!!!!
Voice: ALRIGHT! WHERE IS SHE?!!?!?!?!
Hayley is startled by the sudden presence of Bianca, the third member of the old trio. Bianca is holding a lead pipe in her hands.
Bianca: WHERE’S CASEY? I WANT TO BEAT HER BRAINS OUT!!!!!!
Hayley: ...you’re WAY too late. She and her bastard father already won… and what’s worse? Mr. Riley’s out of commission for… I don’t know how long. Fucking bitch must have given him a stinger. This sucks, Bianca…
Bianca: VI-anca…
Hayley: Huh?
Bianca: It’s with a “V” now… like my new look?
Hayley does seem impressed with Bianca ditching her ginger style for more of a classy, dirty blonde.
Hayley: Looks good on you “Vianca”...
Vianca: Thanks! And that’s Vianca Alvarez to you…
Hayley: New look, new name… what’s all this about?
Vianca: New phase of my career… ditching the past… graduating college… trying to get on the right path with my career for once...
Hayley: I wish I could do that… fucking Casey…. GRRR!!! I HATE HER! She put the closest person I consider a father in the hospital! He helped me be who I am…
Vianca: What are you going to do now?
Hayley: Need a job?
Vianca’s eyes widen with surprise.
Vianca: But… what about Mr. Riley?
Hayley: I have a new opening for public relations specialist and ringside “assistant” if you catch my drift. Besides… I had Casey… before he decided to get greedy. It pains me to say it but… he’s a liability. His spot is yours if you want it...
Vianca: 100000% YES! I’ll take it! Oh this is going to be FUN! We’re working together again… without… you know… “her”. I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure you break a BUNCH of hearts on Riot…
Hayley: Right…
Hayley sighs, still lamenting the loss.
Hayley: ...let’s do some shopping or something. I REALLY need to forget all this…
Hayley walks down the hallway while Vianca shrugs and follows her, officially kicking off a key future development for the former’s career in MWE.
A brash and confident 16-year-old Casey Holliday is walking through the hallway having already geared up for the day’s training at her father’s wrestling school in Seattle, Washington. Casey herself had just started training about a few months ago though just being the daughter of the guy that owned and ran the place at the time certainly drew some criticism in her direction. She’s not paying much attention to what’s in front of her when she accidentally bumps into another female student.
Student: Hey! Watch it!
Casey: Sorry…
The student’s eyes narrow as she realizes exactly who she’s talking to.
Student: Oh… you’re daddy’s little girl, aren’t you? Yeah, I doubt you have any talent. I bet you’re only here because DADDY runs this place, right?
Casey scoffs at this, showing some typical teenage immaturity.
Casey: I can say the same thing about your future strip club career!
Student: EXCUSE ME?
Casey: Fuck off!
Student: Why don’t I beat your ass, huh? I don’t give a shit if I get expelled. If I get expelled, I’m taking daddy’s little girl with me!
Voice: Fat chance…
Casey’s in for another surprise as her two best friends of the time, Bianca Vasquez and Hayley Halsey, show up behind her.
Hayley: If you want to fuck up Casey so much, you’re going to have to go through ALL of us!
Bianca: Yeah! Why don’t you take your petty jealousy and do what Casey says huh?
Casey: It’s three against one, what are you going to do about it?
The student is the one scoffing now at this point.
Student: Whatever! I can only wonder what the charmed life is like having daddy’s little girl and this school’s biggest success story in your back pocket.
The student scoffs again before turning and walking away from the trio. Casey has a smile on her face knowing that the two best friends she has made in the last few months had her back. During her days at the Seattle Wrestling Academy, this is exactly how things would be when they would all train together.
Casey: Thanks for backing me up.
Bianca: Don’t sweat it, Casey. Hayley and I are just as sick and tired of the “daddy’s girl” nonsense just like you are.
Hayley: Yeah, the hate that you get here just for that alone is preposterous. Almost every single one of those students would go to a wrestling school that a family member owns… so they’re all just hypocrites. Don’t listen to the haters, Casey.
Casey: Like I care! Considering the wrestling lineage I come from, I’m a natural at this anyway. Oops, there’s another thing for the haters to be jealous of.
The trio all have a laugh to themselves.
Bianca: The wrestling world IS tough though, no lie about that.
Hayley: Right! And being as new as we are to this, the best way we’re all going to succeed right now is if we all stick together!
Bianca: Exactly! The three of us… we’re ALL going to take over this business someday and we’ll do it as a cohesive unit that will NEVER be separated!
Hayley: I can’t imagine my life or career without either of you two!
Casey has a warm smile on her face upon hearing that.
Casey: I know we’ve only known each other for a few months… but I can say the exact same thing. Sometimes, you just know who your friends for life are going to be just by meeting them and I am extremely happy to say that in both of you, that’s exactly what I have.
Bianca: The feeling is mutual, Casey.
Hayley: Same here!
Casey: So… why don’t we keep pushing on through another day? Remember, they hate us because they ain’t us so let’s pull together and get ourselves one day closer to dominating this business someday, yeah?
Bianca: Damn straight!
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December 31, 2019
Hayley: I hate that bitch…
Hayley Halsey feels sick to her stomach recalling the period of time where she and Casey Holliday were the best of friends.
Hayley: I’ve waited YEARS for tonight. FINALLY… the chance to beat the shit out of daddy’s little girl. Oh she thought all the crap that happened to her in SCW was SO HARD huh? Well, tonight I’m going to make sure that all the “bullshit” that she dealt with “SO BAD” in SCW is child’s play! You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted to pound her face into oblivion, Mr. Riley!
Shawn Riley just chuckles at this as their locker room conversation continues.
Mr. Riley: As a matter of fact, I’ve wanted to do the same for so long myself. I don’t understand all the hype about Casey Holliday. I also don’t understand why Victoria likes her so much. I assume it’s because of how close she is with her father and everything he did for her so she feels like she owes it to him to take care of her or something…
Hayley: Well that’s stupid…
Mr. Riley: Actually, it’s quite noble of Vicky. It’s just a shame that she’s throwing all her support behind such a petulant, moody, ungrateful little bitch…
Voice: You’re one to talk…
Hayley’s blood boils at the sudden sight of Casey Holliday, her old friend who she’s grown to hate so much.
Casey: And honestly, you shouldn’t. Mr. Riley, do you realize how much of a hypocrite you are? You’re the one that conspired with Hayley to ruin a celebratory moment for me because YOU were bitter over the fact that my father gave the academy to Vicky and not you. If you owned it, you’d have driven it straight into the ground.
Hayley: You mean like Vicky did when she sold it off to MYRA LYNWOOD of all people?
Casey: Why don’t you keep YOUR mouth shut, Hayley. I’m not talking to you.
Mr. Riley: I bloody well had to because I was SO sick and tired of that entire school being all about YOU. You embarrassed all of us when you did the nonsense that you did in SCW. You disgraced us by selling out and becoming corporate with that wretched witch Tabitha Silverstone and subsequently… your own mother.
Hayley: Yeah, the same mother that should have stayed home so she could beat you because DADDY wouldn’t have…
Casey: What gives YOU the right to talk to anyone that way?
Hayley: What gives YOU the right to take away everything from ME? Do you realize how sick I was for SO LONG about YOU stealing MY thunder? You think I betrayed you just on a sudden whim? NO! I’ve been planning it for years… before DADDY needed a hip replacement. I was waiting for the day you got famous enough for me to stab you in the back… for a night like tonight… for when I FINALLY steal back everything YOU stole from ME! You think I LIKED taking a back seat to daddy’s little girl? You think I LIKED being SECOND FIDDLE to you? All these years… I did everything the right way, I did everything with honor… but was I ever appreciated for it? I won my first championship in this business in two fewer matches than Vicky did… I was a two-time champion within my first TEN matches but did VICKY ever throw a party for that? No… because everything was about CASEY! CASEY! CASEY! I did EVERYTHING right… but Mr. Riley was the only one that gave a crap! YOU… god, you were such an embarrassing fuck up with the shit you pulled in SCW… with the lingerie potato sack nonsense… in GCW… where you were fucking someone MORE THAN A DECADE OLDER THAN YOU… and YOU get ALL the praise, ALL the accolates, ALL of Vicky’s love? While I get treated like I’m some blonde headed stepchild?
Casey: I can’t lie… you made a lot of good points. If I were in your shoes, I might feel the same way. Maybe Vicky should have thrown a party for you. Maybe you should have been more appreciated. But that STILL doesn’t give you the right to do what you did to ME!
Hayley: And what gave you the right to waste your Trios contract by using it to strip two women of their clothes and have them wear lingerie and potato sacks, huh? Because they were SO MEAN to you?
Casey: It’s called being young and stupid… sort of like how you’re being right now…
Mr. Riley: You’re one to talk… cunt…
Casey: And you both call ME daddy’s little girl?
Hayley: I’d rather be “young and stupid” than be YOU…
Hayley walks by Mr. Riley and walks up to Casey.
Hayley: ...honestly, if I ever had to be you? I’d kill myself.
Hayley grabs Casey’s shoulder to try to force her out of the way, but Casey grabs her by both shoulders and quickly pins her against the lockers.
Hayley: What? Are you going to punch me out the way you did Heather a few years ago?
This strikes a nerve with Casey as she lets go of her and steps back a few steps.
Casey: I’ll save that for later…
Hayley scoffs and smirks.
Hayley: You crazy freak…
Casey: VAPID WHORE!
Hayley: EXCUSE ME?!?!?!?!
Hayley begins to bolt for Casey, but at the last second, Mr. Riley intercepts her and holds her back.
Hayley: LET GO OF ME!
Casey: Yeah… let her go! Do it! Let me beat her ass right now!
Mr. Riley: Go fuck yourself… we’re not doing this now!
Casey scoffs and walks out of the room all while Hayley struggles to try and break free to get to her but unable to do so before Casey leaves.
Mr. Riley: Hayley… HAYLEY!
Hayley: Did you hear what she called me?
Mr. Riley: I did… yes…
Hayley: I want to DESTROY HER!
Mr. Riley gently pushes Hayley from him a bit which causes her to sigh and calm down.
Mr. Riley: I do too, trust me. But that right there? It’s Casey being Casey, you should know better than to let her get to you like that. She has to resort to cheap, amateur nonsense that way because she knows that’s the only way she’ll drag you down to her level. Don’t let her do that.
Hayley: You’re right… that’s just Casey being Casey… crazy freak…
Mr. Riley: Don’t worry, I have a plan. By the time tonight’s over, you will DEFINITELY prove yourself as massively superior to DADDY’S LITTLE GIRL!
Hayley: So what is this plan of yours?
Hayley narrows her eyes with anticipation as Mr. Riley begins to explain exactly what he has in mind…
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The match…
Hayley can only chuckle once she’s finally in the ring with Casey Holliday. Of course, Shawn Riley is in the ring with her as she grabs a microphone much to Casey’s confusion.
Hayley: Oh Casey… I’ve waited SO long for this. FINALLY… I get to prove that I’m the REAL prodigy! FINALLY… I get to take back everything you STOLE from me. BUT… before we get started… there’s been a slight change of plans.
Hayley chuckles before Mr. Riley removes the suit he was wearing, revealing more athletic attire as if he’s about to compete in this match.
Hayley: This is now… a tag team match… well… assuming you can even FIND a partner… oh wait… you can’t.
Casey rolls her eyes with disgust as she requests and receives a microphone.
Hayley: Mr. Riley is my tag team partner and together we’re going to beat the shit out of you! Seriously! You’re SO screwed! I mean, the one person back there that even likes your ass is preoccupied with Bustina Valentine later tonight and there’s NOBODY that’s going to help you. So… let’s get started with this match, shall we? I guess it’s now two against one…
Hayley scoffs as she tosses away her microphone. Mr. Riley takes great pleasure in the opportunity to beat the hell out of Casey considering the amount of hatred he’s always had for her. However, both of them are confused as Casey busts out laughing in her microphone.
Casey: Oh… my… GOD! Hayley… you’re SO RIDICULOUS… oops… sorry not sorry… stole your catchphrase. I KNEW you were going to pull some bullshit like this. Vicky may not be able to help me here but… there is ONE other person that I personally invited to come here because of how PREDICTABLE you are! I KNEW you were going to hide behind that crusty old Alfred… so… I got someone that will take care of him… someone he knows VERY well.
The crowd erupts with cheers as Hayley and Mr. Riley witness Casey’s father in the front row stepping over the barricade ready to compete in his own right. Hayley says “shit” knowing her plan has gone awry as Casey’s father steps into the ring taking the microphone from Casey.
Mr. Holliday: Hayley… I was hoping you’d know better… but I guess I can’t blame you considering you’re being manipulated by the asshole you’ve chosen to cast your lot with. Shawn… how dare you stoop this low… to hate my daughter THIS point? I’m not going to let you hurt my daughter…
Suddenly, he bolts for Mr. Riley wanting to pummel the lights out of him as the bell rings to start the match….
THE MATCH…
Hayley bolts for her corner instead of helping Mr. Riley just to avoid Casey who reluctantly goes back to her corner on the referee’s orders. This leaves the two trainers to fight for themselves and Mr. Holliday is really letting his former friend have it as he beats him into the corner. Casey just smirks at this before her father connects with a scoop slam that leads directly into a two count. Mr. Holliday drags Mr. Riley to his corner and tags in Casey and the two trade turns taking chops across the chest of their adversary. Mr. Holliday steps back in the corner and Casey goes for a strike, but it’s blocked and countered with a rake across the eyes. Mr. Riley picks up Hayley and slams her into the mat before he has a smirk on his face, looking down at Casey.
Mr. Riley: I’ve waited a LONG time to be able to do this…
He kicks Casey across the chest and smirks, clearly enjoying the fact that he’s finally beating up someone he’s hated for so long. The referee has to step in a few times considering that he was trying to strangle her. Still, he chokes Casey with a cobra clutch dragging her all the way to the corner and Hayley willingly tags herself in. Casey takes a double powerbomb and Hayley goes for the pin, but Casey kicks out. Hayley maintains her control…
Hayley: Finally…
Hayley gives Casey a Russian legsweep…
Hayley: All this time being in YOUR shadow…
Hayley kicks Casey right in the face.
Hayley: I’M THE REAL PRODIGY!!!!!!
Another hard kick to the face.
Hayley: You’ll always be daddy’s little BITCH!
This sentence sets Casey off and she stands up and smacks Hayley across the face. This results in a massive brawl between them that the referee has a hard time stopping. Casey takes control with a wicked running forearm to the jaw. Casey drops down to make the pin, but Mr. Riley breaks it up at two. Mr. Holliday runs back into the ring to even the odds and a two on two brawl takes place. Casey is about to nail Hayley with her Stock Plunge finisher but Hayley gouges her eyes near her corneas causing her to let go. Mr. Riley violently tosses Mr. Holliday out of the ring… causing him some damage as he lands on his replaced hip on the outside. Hayley takes down Casey with a spinning heel kick and goes to the top rope.
Hayley: Finally… I make YOU look SO RIDICULOUS!
Mr. Riley tags himself in, causing Hayley to be surprised.
Hayley: ...what???
Mr. Riley: Let me finish her…
Hayley: But… I have her right where I want her…
Mr. Riley: Hit your moonsault and I’ll get the pin… trust me…
Hayley sighs and attempts her “So Ridiculous” moonsault… that Casey BLOCKS! Hayley rolls away and Mr. Riley is stunned, but he keeps composed as Casey slowly gets up. Once she does, he blindsides her from behind. He gives her a sleeper hold and drags her up to her feet.
Mr. Riley: Shame that this has to end… I wanted to punish you more… but I guess this will do. You’ll always be a disappointment to your father…
Casey responds with a hard elbow that’s enough to break the sleeper hold before she plants him with the STOCK PLUNGE (Corkscrew neckbreaker). Hayley gets to her knees just after this and Casey looks back at her as he gets Mr. Riley up… to nail him with a SECOND Stock Plunge to Hayley’s horror.
Casey: I’m right here Hayley… come get me… come save him….
Casey drags him up again…
Casey: Or maybe I should break his fucking neck, huh?
Hayley: No… don’t….
Casey: Then come get me…
Hayley: ...not tonight…
To the shock of the crowd, Hayley rolls out of the ring and allows Casey to drill Mr. Riley with a third Stock Plunge. Hayley walks up the ramp feeling disgusted, but deciding to save herself for another night while the crowd cheers for Casey turning him over and pinning him!
WINNERS: Casey Holliday and Mr. Holliday
Hayley: I’m sorry Mr. Riley… but I fight my own battles…
Hayley walks through the curtains, not even bothering to watch the celebration Casey is having back in the ring with her father.
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Post match…
Hayley is fuming pissed as she watches Mr. Riley get wheeled out of the building on a stretcher following the three Stock Plunges he took from Casey before he was ultimately pinned by her. As he departs in an ambulance, Hayley seethes in anger…
Hayley: This… isn’t OVER!!!!!
Voice: ALRIGHT! WHERE IS SHE?!!?!?!?!
Hayley is startled by the sudden presence of Bianca, the third member of the old trio. Bianca is holding a lead pipe in her hands.
Bianca: WHERE’S CASEY? I WANT TO BEAT HER BRAINS OUT!!!!!!
Hayley: ...you’re WAY too late. She and her bastard father already won… and what’s worse? Mr. Riley’s out of commission for… I don’t know how long. Fucking bitch must have given him a stinger. This sucks, Bianca…
Bianca: VI-anca…
Hayley: Huh?
Bianca: It’s with a “V” now… like my new look?
Hayley does seem impressed with Bianca ditching her ginger style for more of a classy, dirty blonde.
Hayley: Looks good on you “Vianca”...
Vianca: Thanks! And that’s Vianca Alvarez to you…
Hayley: New look, new name… what’s all this about?
Vianca: New phase of my career… ditching the past… graduating college… trying to get on the right path with my career for once...
Hayley: I wish I could do that… fucking Casey…. GRRR!!! I HATE HER! She put the closest person I consider a father in the hospital! He helped me be who I am…
Vianca: What are you going to do now?
Hayley: Need a job?
Vianca’s eyes widen with surprise.
Vianca: But… what about Mr. Riley?
Hayley: I have a new opening for public relations specialist and ringside “assistant” if you catch my drift. Besides… I had Casey… before he decided to get greedy. It pains me to say it but… he’s a liability. His spot is yours if you want it...
Vianca: 100000% YES! I’ll take it! Oh this is going to be FUN! We’re working together again… without… you know… “her”. I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure you break a BUNCH of hearts on Riot…
Hayley: Right…
Hayley sighs, still lamenting the loss.
Hayley: ...let’s do some shopping or something. I REALLY need to forget all this…
Hayley walks down the hallway while Vianca shrugs and follows her, officially kicking off a key future development for the former’s career in MWE.