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The lights dim slightly as an edited version of Headstrong by Trapt begins to play, the few words along echoing through out the arena.



Just as the chorus begins, out comes Dallas from the back, her cocky smirk plastered onto her face and dressed in her casual attire rather than her ring wear.





As she made her way down the ring, she slapped a few high-fives and mockingly blew some kisses to the one's booing her. She couldn't please everyone, right? Climbing up the steps, she entered the ring though top and second rope and walked around the ring so she can see all for sides. To the fans cheering for her, she made a heart with her hands and then pointed throughout the arena, signaling them that she was grateful for their support. For the haters, well...she only chuckled and waved her hand at them, showing them she could care less what they thought of her.

Moving over to the ropes, she reached her hand out for a mic to which the ring assistant handed to her, then moved back to the center of the ring where she planted herself. Sliding down her headphones and letting the hang around her neck, she waited for the crowd to quiet down for beginning what she had to say.

Inside this fantasy, it seems so real to me...
Synthetic ecstasy, when her legs are open...
True life behind the wall, where men and angels fall...
A fading memory... When my mind is frozen!

"Frozen" by Celldweller played as Nova Starr walked out from the backstage area, wearing her black mini-skirt and red coset. What few fans have heard of her booed loudly, while the others whistled or remained silent.

When Nova reached the bottom of the ramp, she went to the stairs and slowly walked up. Climbing into the ring, she grabbed a microphone from the corner. Starr walked to the middle of the ring, facing Dallas. The look on her face was smug and cocky, like that head cheerleader at your school who stole your boyfriend. I think that'll work at an analogy. Whoops, fourth wall...

"Well, well... Look what the b***h dragged in. What did you just say? Y'all? What are you, a country bumpkin?... Well, are you going to answer me, cowgirl?"

Nova raised her eyebrows at Dallas, almost offended by her words... But instead, she chuckled at the woman.

"Oh, how original... Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not your replacement for tonight. Who am I? That's simple. I am Nova Starr, the newest, and already greatest, face in the women's division. And if you must know, I'm out here to give you alittle information; you are waaaay over your head in the ego department.

Honestly, babe. You have absolutely nothing special. Your matches are more boring than local television. Your so called 'skills' are about as shitty as an amateur pornstar's. And your looks?... Oh god, lipo would certainly be your best friend, thunderthighs. And what is with your hair? It looks like you got in a fight with a blender!"

Nova snickered as she stepped alittle closer, still examining Dallas.

"Heh, and that seems to be only the tip of this very... Very large iceburg..."

She stopped speaking, and then gave Dallas a smile. One that said "Whatcha gunna do, b***h?" You've seen that smile before... And there goes the fourth wall again...

Nova's eyes narrowed, staring up at the tall woman.

"Again with the sex jokes? Really? b***h, I think you're just jealous that I'm actually attractive. I mean, look in the mirror for about five seconds. Oh, wait... Good luck finding one that doesn't break everytime you stand in front of it."

Starr received a large amount of boos for her comments, but that didn't stop her from continuing.

"You think you're hot s**t because you're abnormally tall for a woman, right? Hmm, well, I hate to tell you sweetie, but you not. Yes, I have had matches, and trust me, I put up a much better fight than you. Lemme guess, you... Job? Is that an accurate description? Or is it more like completely fail? Because that's all I'm seeing right now."

Nova lowered her mic and continued to stare up at Cruz, seemingly not intimidated at all by the tall woman.

Seemed Justin came out in perfect timing. Dallas really had the urge to punch this b***h in the face. She backed off of Nova and stood back as Justin made his way into the ring and simply stood aside as she listened to what he had to say. Top rookie, aye? Main event? Dallas smirked in approval. God, her ego was getting it's fill.

Once Justin was though with an announcement, she was all smiles and looked back to Nova, "Did ya hear that? I got a main event. Probably more than what you'll ever have." Dallas chuckled, oh man, was she really looking forward to next week. "Justin, I don't know how I could ever thank you. I've been wanting to ram my fist into this b***h's face as soon as her stupid a** song interrupted my words of wisdom. Here, lemme give you some sugar." She moved over to Justin and planted a quick peck on his cheek before turning back to the woman in front of her.

"And you... she glared down at Nova and snorted in amusement, "Think you're better than me, huh? Next week, I'll show you why you'll never be in my level."