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Once........twice........three times she was interrupted just as she was about to retort back to the various comments that had come forth from Miranda Rose and Sarah Skye. Karen hadn't actually interrupted, but the crowd's reaction to her appearance at the top of the ramp had drawn her attention. Well this division was certainly looking far more promising then ever wasn't it? Best part was there were plenty of other Fatal's in the back yet! However first things first and might as well start with the newest person to make her appearance.....well reappearance. Janelle Damone! While making sure to keep Miranda and Skye within sight, Claire faced the stage and brought the microphone up to her mouth.

"Why hello there Miss Damone. How long has it been since we actually squared off? Too long I should think, and you're correct in the fact that in the past we have stood toe-to-toe. One of -THE- toughest opponents for anybody certainly,but that was then and this is now. Though I doubt that really accounts for much, considering anything can happen in this industry."

Claire then turned her crimson gaze to the sitting Karen Attwood. Now there was a woman that could get the blood flowing and get the carnage ensuing. A woman who was one of the very few that Claire could have called a friend in the truest sense at one point. Whether or not that were even viable was going to have to be seen, because Karen had been one of the two women to first compete for the very Championship Claire was wearing around her waist. Now there was a bit of a problem, Karen had not said anything up to this point. So there really wasn't anything she could say in return that would not sound....bitchish. Not that she couldn't go down that route, but it was just more hassle if she initiated it. Besides, she still had to contend with Sara and Miranda yet. Therefore, after a few moments, Claire turned her gaze over to Sarah Skye.

"You do realize that the only show you missed was WrestleMania right? You were at the Legacies before -THE- biggest event in this industry, where you..........lost to Nichelle for a shot at this very championship that you claim are focused on obtaining. Now let me clear something up for you, this so called spot that you claim I -STILL- hold is simply your lack of confidence talking. You see, for -YEARS- I have done nothing but stand on the sidelines in hopes of somebody else reaching -THIS- point. Why? It's really quite simple, I wanted other girls to get a fair chance at obtaining glory, of getting their names out there, I wanted them to have their fair chance of proving to everybody that they belong and that they live this business. However, it was simply not to be. Why? I honestly could not tell you, so how about you tell me? After all you are one of those girls that I hoped would be here holding this -SPOT-. SO tell me Sarah, why haven't you taken advantage of all those chances to be where you claim I am? It's not because you lack drive or the that you're not tough enough, so what is it? You should figure out the question that lies within you before you go any further down this path, if you don't then you will fail."

Claire said, almost ranting, but not ranting at the same time. She wasn't being mean, she was explain herself and just why Sarah's comments were a bit baseless. There was nothing wrong with Skye, other then her only real opponent was herself. How many times had they squared off? How close has Skye come to beating her? In the end it was not Claire that beat her, but Sarah always ended up defeating herself. It was truly a shame for all that potential to go to waste like that. Nonetheless Claire had one more person to address, the very first lady to make her appearance. The former champion herself, Miranda Rose! So, after talking to Sarah, Claire shifted her gaze as well her focus over to the current Hardcore champion.

"You make this easy for me don't you Miss Rose. You come out here and talk a big game, but by the end of it you end up putting your foot in that mouth of yours. Every. Single. Time. Without fail, like clock work. Like Old Faithful at Yellowstone. Yes you won that Championship from my good friend, and yes you defeating JBL at Mainia. However, let's look at it in realistic terms shall we? I know it's going to be hard for you to step out of your delusional state of being, but please bear with it for a little while. You, the first Femme Fatal Champion, were beaten by -ME- at Sacrafice for this very championship. It was a good, close match where everyone expected to see a rematch. However, instead of ding so you go and whine to Salem about the Hardcore champhip shot that you.......earned for merely sticking your nose in that former champion's business? Now correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm pretty sure that's not how it's supposed to work. Nonetheless, you defeated a pretty banged up and overzealous Matt Draven in a cage match which leads you to a match against a man that only shows up less then a handful of times during a year and you seem to think you're greatest woman living. Something which is only further proven by the fact that both -YOU- and your sister came out during -MY- match. A match that had -NOTHING- to do with either of you except for the fact that they had out insulted you backstage and your pride couldn't wait tonight to deal with it. Seems to me that you either have a strange fascination with me or that you're so self absorbed that you think your disrespect is anything else but disrespect. However, that's just the point of view from reality. I'm sure you thought you were making things even in the Championship match against Nichelle, but as we all saw you weren't needed. Though I do have to ask, where was this "drive", your "drive, you claim I was saying nobody had after I beat you at Sacrifice? I know where, it was shattered along with your sense of confidence and security. Fact is you were scared, and you are -STILL- scared. So hold up that Hardcore Championship all you want, but you can't hide behind it like you think you are."

Claire said, finally getting some things off her chest that concerned the former Femme Fatale Champion. There was no doubt in her mind that Miranda was going to react in one of two ways. She was either going to try and comeback with a witty retort or she was going to simple fall back to what had brought her to this point, old fashioned violence. Regardless, this little promo had done what was intended. Brought out challengers hidden in the frame work, challengers that would only further not only this division but also the Championship itself. Was she good or was she good? You could insult her, declare that she should leave, or whatever else but you couldn't deny that this WWF:G Hall of Famer was nothing short of legendary.

Claire took one of the chairs Miranda had so kindly offered, because that big woman at the top of the stage seemed to have a temperament most nasty. Before she could totally take the entire situation in however, the lights went out yet again! Seriously, the lights going out for an entrance was her thing, somebody needed to tell some people that this was getting old. Nonetheless when the lights came back on, one of the newer Fatales was sitting on the top rope with microphone in hand! Somebody didn't quite understand what timing was now did they? To top things off the woman started speaking like nothing was going on behind her! Arrogant much? Unfortunately for La Mariposa Negra, Claire had spent of good deal of time travelling around the globe and had managed to pick up on a few things. Once the girl was seemingly done, Claire brought her own picrophone back up to her mouth. Time to set some things straight.

"THAT IS ENOUGH! YOU! BIGFOOT! GET DOWN HERE SO I CAN PUT YOU IN YOUR PLACE!" Claire shouted at the giant of a woman that had assaulted Janelle from behind. Oh my! This new Fatal was big, but she had beaten down giants before. How could this one be any different? After that little out burst, which she hoped had bought enough time for Karen and Janelle to regroup, Claire turned her attention to the brash Mariposa Negra.

"From what I think, I think you're saying........you think you deserve a shot at -MY- championship after only having one match? Well here's my answer!" Claire said before tossing her microphone at Mariposa Negra's face! Whether it hit or not wasn't the point, because to Claire it was merely a distraction to keep Megra in place while she charged her and attempted to slam the chair she held into the Masked woman to knock her off of her perch! FIGHT WAS ON NOW!