Slaughterhouse

Slaughterhouse Territory

The next morning Carmen woke at 3am to make her way to her favorite gym. She's mid workout when her phone buzzes. She pulls it from her pocket to find a text from an unknown number with nothing but an address and "don't be late" written in it.

Shaking her head, Carmen grabs her towel, wipes down the equipment she was using and makes her way to the lockers to retrieve her bag. She leaves the gym and gets in her car, plugging her phone in to the car play system and typing in the address. It's about twenty minutes away, which is good since it's half to six already.

She plays her favorite song, Slaughterhouse by Motionless in White, and drives to the mystery location. When she arrives, it looks more like an abandoned building outside. Her nerves almost make her turn around and go home, but she recognizes the ridiculousness of the fear and gets out of her car, making her way inside.

Carmen slings her duffle bag over her shoulder and looks around. The room she walked into is dimly lit with a ring in the center of it. She sees Rhea leaning with one foot against the ropes, fiddling with her shoelaces.

Rhea looks up at the sound of the door closing then looks at a clock above Carmen's head.

"Ten minutes early. I'm impressed." She says.

"What am I doing here?" Carmen asks.

Rhea drops her foot and puts her weight on one hip, folding her arms across her chest.

"You're here to show me what you've got." She retorts.

Carmen raises an eyebrow, the piercing she has in it pushing up.

"What did you have in mind?"

"Get in the ring and find out." Rhea says.

Carmen drops her bag on the floor next to what she assumes is Rhea's and hops onto the apron. She grabs the top rope and jumps onto the bottom one before launching herself over all three and landing in the ring. Rhea chuckles.

"Okay showoff nobody's watching but me." She smirks.

Carmen shrugs and grins.

"What did you want-" she starts but is caught off guard by Rhea running at her legs, causing her to be knocked off her feet and straight onto her face.

She gasps at the impact and rolls onto her back, kicking up to her feet and holding her hands out instinctively. Rhea is circling her, an evil looking smirk on her face.

"Lesson one. Always be prepared." She says.

"I didn't know the fight started." Carmen grins.

"Lesson two. The fight is always on. In the ring, out of the ring, even backstage." Rhea replies.

Carmen shrugs a little and nods in agreement. She's not new to wrestling, she's not some NXT girl anymore. She's on the main roster now. So why is Rhea essentially "training" her right now?

Rhea runs at her again, raising her fist for a blow to the face but Carmen dodges out of the way, grabbing her wrist and throwing her into the ropes. Rhea bounces off of them, running back at her to swing again but she throws her arm out, connecting with her chest and knocking her backwards onto the floor.

A grin crosses Rhea's face as she rolls to her stomach and stands quickly, circling Carmen again.

"That was good. Now show me your finisher." She says.

Carmen tilts her head and smirks evilly.

"You sure you wanna feel that?" She asks.

"I can take more than you think." Rhea chuckles.

Suddenly Carmen runs at her and rams her shoulder into her stomach, knocking her back onto the floor. She gasps as the wind gets sucked out of her. Before she can catch her breath, Carmen is already jumping up in the air. She lands with an elbow to Rhea's stomach, knocking any air she managed to gasp right back out.

Carmen quickly grabs Rhea's left leg and pulls it up so her ankle is nearly by her ear. She throws her own left leg over Rhea's right one so she's on top of her, their legs intertwining, and counts for herself.

"1! 2! 3!" She shouts before climbing off of Rhea and throwing her to the side.

Rhea rolls onto her side and gasps for air.

"Fuck." She coughs.

"Welcome to slaughterhouse territory baby." Carmen winks at her.