Now listen carefully.

[jill]

However the powerful theme song that accompanies a powerful woman hits the scene, and it ain't Mikki Wilson the one appearing but Jill Terrell, GCW's resident always angry amazon, Jill frowned as she made her way to the ring. While making her way, Jill snatched a mic as she got into the ring and adressed Lessien

You wanted someone who didn't pussied her way out of a match? Well guess what, while Mikki Wilson is probably eating her mind with love bullshit, I trained my ass off and I was just expecting an opportunity like this one.

And while I am at it, you have kept that belt because nobody good enough has faced you yet. I don't like boasting but look at the competition. Some lousy bitch whose mum took her out of the match, another one in the world of motherhood, a pink-haired bitch a retard and a Irish stool.

Nobody good, but smart move Lessien you smash the lesser ones to boast your record, but this is over tonight bitch, I am gonna be the one smashing your head to get the belt. And since I know you like to play the personality stuff, forget it, with me it doesn't work because I don't have time to think in words I think in actions and tonight there will be lots of weaklings trying to get the belt, that includes you Lessien, but however they'll be unable because I am the strongest here. and as always the strongest one overcomes the weak ones. Period.

[Lessien Melwasul]

Jill, is it?

~Betty put the eyes on her momentarily.~

There's nothing more dangerous than a resourceful idiot.

~Alice didn't seem amused either.~

Except for maybe one who doesn't even know where the hell she is. The date or the position of the setting fucking sun. Yes Jill, you may very well be the most dangerous idiot of all.

~She really wasn't going to waste her breath on a reply to that nonsense. Instead she turned to her little Debutante collection full.~

Let's get down to the very basic fact that ties us all together. The fact that binds and burns. Not one of you can take me in a one on one match on your best night, let alone mine and if the history of this company has proven anything? PPVs are always my best nights.

~They walked down the line of superstars.~

Dead eyes.

Calm seas.

Tranquil fucking spirits. This Debutante roster has bored me to tears with it's endless fucking nights of self absorption and empty words except for one or two? I don't even know what you're fighting for.

Do you?

~Betty answered the question for them by unbuckling the Championship belt and tossing it between her and them.~

Now that I've cleared that little mess up. We can begin and end again. For tonight all five of you will have your shot at this and the only things in your way are each other, me and this.

~Spotlights fall on the Elimination Chamber and the crowd stands on their feet.~

Jill Terril you will help start the end of it all. You will be the second entrant for all the gold. Really? It is more than you have earned or deserve.

Erin O'Shaunessy? You will be third. My name on your lips? This is your reward, Lover. Don't mess it up.

Chelsea Crossfire. A woman I don't even know who stumbles about and finds herself in the big time. You will be fourth.

Jennifer Drew. Oh I did miss you. I must be a glutton for heart ache because that is all you ever give me. You will be fifth, so close. Oh, and I absolutely hate your new hair.

And that leaves the best and worst spots open. So let me cut the suspense. Shelby Steele? Wherever you are. I'm your mother now and our agreement is fucking binding so listen to me good. There is only one woman. One woman in this entire fucking company that came at me head on with my name fully on her sweet lips. One girl who knew how to play this very simple game and play it right. One girl who tried to crawl into my head and sleep at night, and that girl is you Shelby Steele. You get the sixth and final spot in the Elimination Chamber.

And then there was me.

Me? I'm always number one, Lovers so wipe those looks off your faces. The only thing left for me to do around here is to beat five of you in one night and keep this belt forever.

~Betty picked up her title and slung it over her shoulder.~

This is non-negotiable. This is written in stone. So go ahead and raise your mics, run each other down, re-write history and tell the world how great you are. I'll be in the back preparing to deliver the final disgrace to GCW women's wrestling by winning and winning again.

~Lessien's hand placed the microphone on the apron as she left the ring and walked back up the ramp to her music playing. The Champion had lest the arena.~