; glory and gore [1]

F I F T E E N ; MOON

________Would you bleed for me...

Sasha's usual disappointment when confronted to the crowd wakes up suddenly as soon as disrespectful chants fill up her head, fueling her desire to shut down each and every spectator present in the arena.

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Fingers are nervously tapping on the white canvas whilst Banks is shouting encouragements at her newly found acolyte and Emma's standing toe-to-toe in the ring with Paige. An old rivalry ignites a fire in the womens' division as flammes come out of each competitor.

Emotion is clear to see and both wrestlers seemingfully battle the ghosts of their past, perfectly aware only one of the two will still be standing when the war would come to a final end. They wrote History together but the other's presence only recalls career's failures and promises broken.

Paige has been knocked off of her pedestal when she came to the conclusion she's now only ashes and dust from the Anti-Diva persona she adored so much - a part of her slowly dying every time creatives would misunderstand and toy with it.

Emma's case is surely different but certainly as heartbreaking. Her dreams got burnt down when they were the closest from her reach, ribbing being the only words addressed to her for months when her sorrow has been paired up with a tiny mistake in a shop that was immensely broadcasted.

Both hearts and souls are only beginning to function right again but when they encounter each other, it's almost like a mirror reflecting on their darkest moments, the demons haunting them and attempting to kill the smallest light of hope inside them.

Banks' lively trait shines through as she's jumping on the apron, successfully distracting the referee to help Emma who's been trapped in the PTO for a little too long already. Thankfully he never ceases the moment the venomous blonde taps out, finally released from the hold since Paige is convinced victory is hers.

A rage possesses the British and responds to the absence of the bell's sound, rushing towards the man in stripes, shouting insanities at his face as her impulsivity takes the upper hand.

Emma is quick to think and attacks her from behind, her vicious elbow connecting with the back of Paige's head who unexpectedly bounces back on Banks. The latter suffers a brutal landing on the side of her shoulder, wringing in pain as she's laying on the cold floor.

Doubt is distinguishable through Emma's gaze, clearly hesitating between checking on Sasha's condition or ceasing the opportunity to capitalize on Paige.

Those questions suddenly vanish when an even more ashtonishing occurance throws her out of her game completely.