Ain't No Sunshine | Project: Honor

Ain't No Sunshine Sept 28, 2021 21:57:41 GMT -5

Post by valkyrie on Sept 28, 2021 21:57:41 GMT -5

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>>> Date: 19 September 2021 <<<
>>> Location: Tokyo, Japan <<<
>>> Off Camera <<<

He was sitting and watching the match from the first row. The fact that Japan allowed for masks all the time (outside of the pandemic) was very helpful to him. It allowed him to move around the city, and the arena, without worry of being seen.

Oh, he’d be seen, but he wouldn’t be recognized. And that was what he wanted. It was what he needed.

He kept up pretenses by appearing to enjoy the show. However, when Robi came out, belt on her shoulder, he did like everyone else. Stood up and began to cheer (or boo, depended on who you were going for). And it had to be an absolute coincidence that one of the hands she grabbed was his.

When he felt her flesh touching his, a dark shiver ran up his spine. But, he didn’t (or wouldn’t) do anything that drew unnecessary attention to himself. She grabbed his hand and he grabbed hers. What he wanted to do was tighten his grip and pull her to him. He wanted to drag her body up close to his and grind himself against her. He wanted to let her feel how aroused he was by just the touch of her hand.

What he did, though, was let go of her hand and watched as she entered the ring. He obliged those around him with cheers and/or jeers. But, when Robi got thrown against the rings and her face got busted open, he saw black. He almost hopped the barrier to attack the asshole who had just spilt her blood (before he could)! But, he remained on the “spectator” side of the barrier.

He’d have his chance. And it was going to be soon. Very. Very. Soon.

He watched the remainder of her match as she absolutely destroyed her opponent. He felt himself growing hard as he watched her pin her enemy and raise the belt above her head in victory.

Once her match was over, he quickly made his way from his seat and headed toward the backstage area. Once there, he slipped by security by flashing his “credentials” and sweeping right on by. Confidence. That was the key to sweeping past the security guys that were hired to “protect” the company’s talent.

Once backstage, he moved to quickly find her dressing room. Once there, he saw two of her precious “Wolves” standing outside the door like the “good” little bitches they were. A small growl escaped his throat as he quickly made his way past her room.

He was not expecting them to still be there. Usually Robi liked to be by herself after a match. But, this was a Pay-Per-View, and she had just successfully defended her title. So, in truth, it only made sense that she wanted her “family” around her to celebrate.

That was fine by him. His time with her was coming.

And so would he.

>>> Date: 28 September 2021 <<<
>>> Location: Chicago, IL <<<
>>> On Camera <<<

“Do not ever let it be said that I’m not loyal to Project: Honor. And no one should ever question my loyalty to being the Ascension Champion. Through everything going on in this country right now, especially in my own home state, I have been present at every single show that I’ve been booked on.”

“...Every…”

“...Single…”

“...Show…”

She was walking through the halls of Wrigley Field as the camera came to life. In each hand she carried a chain. But the chains weren’t attached to anything. But, what they were supposed to be attached to were the two, very large, black wolves that kept pace beside her as she meandered through the halls of Wrigley’s.

“I’ve only recently gone home to take stock of the damage, if any, that Hurricane Ida had done to my home. But, I had to make sure my family was safe. And they were. Once I had done that, I kept my obligations to Project: Honor. And I sure as fuck kept my obligations as the Ascension Champion.”

“I’m not sure if any of you were paying attention to the night I won this belt.”

She stopped walking and glanced back at the camera.

“Bianca being the exception to that, of course.”

She picked up her pace once again.

“But, I digress… The night I won this belt it was like something inside me woke up. Something stirred. Something that had been… Sleeping. Something that, until it was unleashed, had been kept secure by chains. Chains much like those that I carry now.”

“This Thing that I kept chained up and locked deep within the labyrinth of my psyche is something that each woman in tomorrow’s match should be worried about.”

“You see, a new Valkyrie woke up that night. The one that had always pushed others to achieve their dreams; the Valkyrie that sat back in the shadows and watched those she loved and cared for obtain their own dreams of Gold? That Valkyrie was lost that night. The one that stands before you now? This is the one that you should all fear. This is the one that will stop at NOTHING to keep the belt perched on her shoulder.”

“You see, ever since I stepped foot in my first ring, I had always put others before me. I had always pushed what I wanted to the deepest recesses of my mind. I didn’t care about winning matches or belts. I didn’t care that each member of the Shieldmaidens went on to hold Gold before me.”

“Me. Valkyrie. Former President of the Mother Charter of the Shieldmaidens Motorcycle Club. Queen Bitch in charge. I put everyone before me. I put everyone’s careers and happiness.. Before my own.”

She snarked out a loud laugh.

“Now, though?”

“Fuck. That.”

“When it comes to stepping between those ropes, sure, I’ll continue putting my Club first. Always have; Always will. Just ask each Wolf. Druscilla. My sister. She was my Vice President. Now? Now she’s the President of the New York charter of the Wolves. Astrid? Lance’s Old Lady and my cousin? She’s the President of the Oslo, Norway charter. Then there’s Isobel. She came from Russia to be the President of the Wolves’ Salem, Oregon charter.”

“Each and every person who holds an officer’s position within the Wolves, no matter the charter, was placed there for very specific reasons. It’s been said that I’m a scary judge of character. And, with the exception of a few, I’ve never once regretted any decision I’ve made on who goes into what position. And it’s because I know, without a shadow of doubt, that each and every one of them are trustworthy.”

“And loyal… To me.”

“And I’m just as loyal to me.”

“But, right now? This…”

She reached a chain-wrapped hand up to pat the belt that hung over her shoulder.

“This is my priority. Defending this belt. Week after week. After week. Until that one person comes along and takes it from me. But, I promise you, they won’t take it without spilling blood. Mine. And theirs.”

She pushed through a set of double doors and headed out to the field itself.

“Now, I’ve gone through each and every single woman that’s in our match tomorrow. I’ve gone through and watched every single promo, match and segment each and every one of you done. I’ve studied each of you.”

“Let’s start with Latoya.”

“Latoya… Girl… What are you doing here? No, I’m truly wanting to know. Do you truly believe you have a dog in this fight? Do you truly believe that you’re going to walk out of that ring with the belt on YOUR shoulder? That you’ll stand over the four other women in this match, myself included, with that belt over your head?”

Robi couldn’t help the girlish giggle that bubbled up.

“Oh, Honeyyyyyy… Boy, are you in for a major surprise. Don’t be surprised if you’re eliminated first. Or second… Which brings me to Bianca…”

“You and I have already faced off against each other. And remember the result of that match?”

Robi shrugged the shoulder that her belt was draped over and smiled darkly.

“You remember getting hit in the temple by Thor’s Hammer, right? And it wasn’t even from the top rope! It was from Slade’s back, for fuck’s sake! But, all in all, you did good, Kid.”

“And now the next person to have a dog in this fight is you, Miss Quinn. I must say that, until the card for this upcoming show was announced, I paid you absolutely no attention. At all. And will probably go right back to it after this match. Though, from what I’ve seen of you in the past.. You got a few moves. With a bit more time, you’ll be a force to be reckoned with. But, until that day comes…”

She smiled and shrugged again as if to say, ”Meh.”

“Now, the one woman that I will not, under any circumstances, underestimate is you… Savannah Sunshine. You, my dear, ARE a force to be reckoned with. You are someone that’s not to be underestimated. You have a drive in you that I’ve rarely seen in others. And those that I have seen it in… Has gone on to achieve great things.”

“But, the thing that does give me pause… Is your choice on who you associate with. Biggest proof is your association with Arik Holt. And do not get me started on your tet-a-tet with Jason Long. Sure sure, Arik was leading you down a really dark path. Sure he was trying to turn you into his puppet. But would it really have been that bad to walk on the other side of things and experience life from a different point of view? Didn’t Arik do what he could to teach you how to be a better wrestler? Didn’t he push you to better yourself?”

“Now, I’m not everyone’s ‘cup of tea’. And trust me when I say, I get that. Believe you me, I get that. More than anyone you know. But Jason Long? Really? What does he have to offer you? He does everything he can to regain the spotlight when you’re given your chance to shine. We’ve all seen him get his hackles up in a roar when someone comes along and tries to make you a better wrestler.”

“He’s a narcissist. His ego is bigger than that of Shawn Warstein or even Lance.”

“How long do you think you’re going to shine in his shadow?”

“It’s time you step out and prove yourself to be what your name implies…”

“Sunshine.”

“Step out of everyone’s fucking shadow and be your own fucking person, Savannah! Be your OWN Hero! How much more degradation and gaslighting will you put up with before you realize that you ARE worth every bit of praise you receive??!”

Robi moves to where Home Plate would normally be and looks back to the camera after she calls both wolves to heel beside her.

“But… Tomorrow night…”

“I will break your hearts…

“...Then I’ll break everything else.”

She let out a sharp whistle and the wolves go running towards the camera…

And the screen goes black.