a True Challenge (O2A)

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Enemy hits the pa, fans look to the entrance way for the one and Only Jack Jyndal. As he walks out, the boos rang out from the crowd, in an overwhelming fashion. As he walks to the ring, he laughs at the haters, and tells a couple to go F**k themselves. He finally climbs into the ring, grabs a mic and begins to speak.

As you all know, I was not at LockUP this past week, my reason, don't have one. But if I had to tell you, I felt like a night off, I mean I hadn't missed a day of work since the start of GCW. But that was last week, tonight is why I'm here. See my last match was an okay challenge, but what I'm lookin for tonight is a real challenge. And what I mean by that, is that I want someone who has been here for more than a week, I want someone who's held gold in their past, I want someone who is willing to bleed if it means victory.... I don't care if you're on LockUP or Mayhem. Tonight I will show the world, once again, why I am the future of wrestling...Today.

Jack takes off his sunglasses, and looks directly into the camera as he gloats. The boos continue, until....

[Shelby Danes]

"Past gold? Check. Been here over a week? Check. Willing to bleed? Well, I suppose any answer to that question is rather odd, but I suppose it's a possibility." Laughing to herself as she walks past the entrance curtains, and into the limelight, Shelby Steele makes her appearance, completely in casual attire, and her hair tied up in a ponytail behind her, bangs flowing down the side of her face. She was wearing a black t-shirt, which yet again, had an internet fan's rendition of an internet meme, "Evil Underhook is evil," and medium length dark blue jean shorts.

Cracking her knuckles before bringing the microphone back to her lips, she she continues to give Jack a smile. "I seem to meet all your standards, and although my streak as of late hasn't necessarily been impressive, I'm still out here, I'm still fighting, and I still have that drive to succeed. Three things you can't take away from me, and the only three things I need in order to beat you." She laughs again as she looks at the floor, shaking her head, and running her hand through her hair. "So, Mr. Jyndal, is Ms Steele qualified for such a position?"

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An evil smirk appears on Jack's face, He raises the mic back up, and responds.

Ya know... I've never had to hit a girl before.... But then again, there's a first for everything. So Ms.Steele... You're on.

Fans chear on Shelby as Jack accepts the challenge, but that doesn't bug him.

But be warned, I will NOT go easy on you, I will NOT be a friendly opponent, and Shelby.... I will NOT stop until victory is on my side

The intensity in Jyndal's voice grows, as his tone becomes more and more sadistic. He then waits for Shelby to respond.

[Shelby Danes]

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, why would I give you any reason to go 'easy' on me?" She looks to the side before looking back at Jyndal, "Don't tell me...you're...being...sexist? Oh gee, and here I thought I was going to be treated equally. That's really, really low of you Jack." She shakes her head in disappointment, shrugging as she glances back towards the crowd. "Just because I don't have a pleasure stick between my legs, doesn't magically give you the right to think you're my superior. That's just...so old fashioned." She scratches her forehead before continuing, "I mean, if you happen to lose tonight, then every male superstar in the back is going to take away your man card, and suddenly, you're masculinity wouldn't mean shit anymore. Therefore, you just put your penis on the line buddy." She laughs as she continues, "And what's going to happen to your superiority over me when that lovely stick is gone? Well, perhaps then you'll treat me as your equal, now wouldn't that be something?"

[jj]

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa... hold on there... I said I wouldn't go easy on you, because I know just aswell as these fans, that I have more skill, athleticism, and pure skill, than you, and half of the roster. But hey, if you wanna turn this into a sexist thing, then go right ahead. But it really doesn't matter what sex you are, tonight, I just wanna hurt somebody, and add another tally in the win column.

Jack pauses for a couple moments, then continues.

So, if we're past that, why don't we figure out what type of match, but before I say what I want, I'll let you decide...

[Shelby Danes]

"Well, now you're copying me? I already started my previous segment with 'whoa-whoa-whoa' so...I don't know what makes you think you're better then me, and can get away with such a thing but Jack, please get your material somewhere else then someone who just was speaking to you. God." She laughs again, unwrapping the ponytail she previously was having her hair in, allowing it to flow behind her."By saying you wouldn't go easy on me, meant that previously, you've gone 'easy' on women you felt superior towards in the past. You just can't go denying what you've already said. It wouldn't make sense, and just make you look like a fool. You're a damn heel. You're not comedy relieving heel, so it would have been best to perhaps...I don't know, REJOICE in the fact that you feel you're better then me because I'm a woman instead of hiding it? You would have REALLY sold yourself to this crowd otherwise."

Shelby then rolls her eyes. "Well, since you wanted me to choose the match stipulation, and since it's been a long while since I've made someone tap out, I'm leaning towards a submission match. Why? It grantees my victory. It makes you give up your right to call yourself a 'man.' And, well, it's just going to be fun seeing you give up your masculinity in front of millions of people."

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Jack's face almost drops, he has NEVER been in a subbmission match. he quickly raises the mic...

Oh and I thought you were the face in this little confrontation. Because don't faces usually pick a match that is at the advantage of neither of the two competitors? Hmmm...? You kinda just stole a move from MY playbook...

Jack rubs his chin for a moment, then continues...

I have an idea, that will suit both of us... A two out of three falls match....

Fans actually support this idea, and chear it on...

We'll start with your little submission match, then one of my speaciallities, a TLC match, and IF, and only IF I haven't beaten you by then, we'll finish it all off, by lowering a steel cage, and seeing if you can "Unmasculate me".... Now, this is only if you're up for it.... Oh and yes I do believe that this ring belongs to men, but I was trying to keep us on the air....and those women rights activists are psychos....

Jack cringes a little as the boos continue to ring out.

[Shelby Danes]

"Your playbook? Please. I merely thought that perhaps you have a nice supply of submissions in your repertoire, and thus, you would like to test those skills against mine. You're a man, you're obviously stronger then me, you're obviously better then me, and you're obviously the better competitor. I was...oh, what's the word...merely stating the obvious. But I suppose by your reactions...you're afraid." Shelby shrugs as she looks at Jyndal, and towards the crowd. "You have nothing to worry about Jack, everyone gets scared, everyone's afraid of something, we just weren't expecting you to be afraid of a woman who can thoroughly kick your ass. Besides, you know we can't have a three stages of hell match, the authorities wouldn't allow it." She then pauses, and gives a good look at the wrestling ring. And then turns around, and takes a good stare at the entrance curtain behind her. Lastly, she turns back around and gives Jyndal a confused look. "That ring belongs to men? Amanda Wallace...is a girl. Vanessa Bloom...is a girl. Kimberly Masters...again, a girl. As far as I'm concerned, that ring you're standing in, belongs to three different women. So, I have no clue what's stuck up your ass, but it's obviously messing with your conception of what a 'man' exactly is." She then clears her throat, "But if you really didn't want to face me in a submission match, then I suppose I'll succumb to your pleasures, and we can just have a TLC match. I am a woman afterall, and according you, I can't make a logical decision that doesn't benefit me."

[luk]

Eh. Hello.....

The creeping voice from backstage out of nowhere

You know., all this back, and forth that going on out here could take a twist ya know.

Angel reveals herself on stage.

I know that Jyndal wants to pretend as if he has a soft side, and doesn't want to hit a lady. We all know that for sure isn't true. We know that you'd do anything to get ahead. Probably driving your mother head first into the ground. Hell, you'd probably do the same thing to your grandmother if it meant getting ahead in this wrestling business. Its okay. You don't have to pretend anymore, and taking it easy will only make you look weak at heart anyways. Spear us the act please .

As she rolls herself inside the ring, and looks straight forward at Shelby with a smile.

Hiya.

How have ya been? Good I hope.

Its been a while since I have seen ya face to face. I believe it was months ago I believe when you weren't too known then, but became known real fast. Yeah that's it. A former Top Debutante Champion! The one to make the waist of space Lessien tap out. Alot of things come to you for great things. Isn't that right

But, I have noticed in a change in ya. Maybe your confidence somewhere. Not the same cheery girl that I talked to last time. Seem more down in the dumps, seem more out of it. Seem like you dont' care a times. Like, let see, you were beaten by the that no talent lady who's now the Top Debutante Champion. She really isn't that good, and if I had a shot at her right now, She wouldn't be holding that title right now. She's not in your league. She's really the bottom of the food chain that got lucky. You could of beat her if your mind was right, but it wasn't? Angel wants to know what's up with Ms. Steele?

She thought for a moment as she was about to let Shelby speak, but then decided wait.

On second thought, lets save that for backstage time. Some girl time you might say? Get things where they were maybe? Yeah because right now, and the reason I came out here is to make this match a Triple Threat! You two okay with that? Surely it would be more funner in my opinion

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Jyndal raises an eyebrow, looks at the crowd, who is totally against him, and then back at Shelby...

They may "own" this ring, but if it came down to pure wrestling skill, I could stand here and make a speech about how both sexes are equal... but in all honesty, every SINGLE god damn person in attendance tonight knows, whether they want to say it or not, that the men's division, well it just towers over the Debutante's division in wrestling ability....

Jack chuckles a little, then turns to the crowd and yells "You know I'm right". Jyndal turns back to Shelby and raises the mic back up.

So you're gonna give me the TLC match? Well since you decided to offer it.....I'll TAKE IT! HAHA! I'm going to show you why I was called Incredible, for the first year of my carreer.

Jack chuckles a little and turns his direction to Storm...

Great, now we've got Shia's little wife out here demanding a triple threat. well, if you're ok with a TLC match, then hell, join in. If not, well too damn bad... This is going to be a bad night in the Storm house, first my good friend Cal Crossfire retains the LockUP title by beating Shia Storm, then, hehe, well then I beat his wife with a ladder, until she can't get up.

Jack chuckles a little, he then waits for either of the two to respond...

[Shelby Danes]

Shelby looks at Angel Storm. She didn't know how to feel regarding her comments. Raising a finger to reply back...she stops herself, and turns her focus back to Jyndal, Storm's comments lingering in the back of her mind. "I don't remember you be called 'incredible,' and even if you were...well, it doesn't tell me much if this is the first time I've actually heard such an adjective used to describe yourself." Running a hand through her hair, she shrugs. "I for one, feel you couldn't last a second in that ring against the majority of our women's division. Veronica Valentine for instance...can totally whoop your ass. Raimond's sheer annoyance would make you want to run out of this ring with your tail between your legs in complete insanity. And..." She then points at Angel Storm. "...Angel here....with the fact that your friend beat her husband for his title, has a fire inside her that completely would love to make an example of you, I would imagine."

[luk]

Now Mr. Jyndall. I'm sure that you can come up with something a little better than "haha I will beat his wife with a ladder". First off, you act like I haven't been in TLC matches before Dumb one. I have been in like 3 of them, and never lost so yeah like I care if the match is TLC.

Don't be shocked though if you are the one on the ground like usual wondering what happened. We know that you aren't the sharping in the bunch or the best for that matter. If I were you little man, I'd keep my mouth shut because as far as I remember, you were destroyed by Shia Storm when it came to being face to face! Remember that? Thought you were just going to roll over his ass, and it ending up being that you were someone's bitch once more.

The crowd says "Ouch"

And yes your friend defeated my hubbie, but as I remember when it came down to one on one before that triple that match happened! It was Shia Storm knocking out Crossfire. No one could defeat him one on one. Triple Threat? It could happen. You aren't making any points, and I hope you are following. Now I dare you to say something. Go ahead, give me something more to talk about. Give me something to make your little cocky shrivel up even more.

She then looks at Shelby.

And you wonder, why were men created? And if they had to be, why couldn't of been a bit smarter? You agree Shelby?

[Shelby Danes]

Shelby nods, and with a cool-tone replies "Oh, hell yeah."

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As these two support eachother against Jyndal, the crowd chears them on. As Jack stands in the ring, he thinks for a moment, before responding to the two ladies.

So, you two gonna start gangin up on me now?... Well ya know what, I'm so damn sure I can beat you two, that I'll face you in a three way dance. No weapons, no hardcore moments. Just two annoying little bi....

Jack bites his toungue before he sais something that'll get him fired...

Two annoying FEMALES... who will probably gang up on me, but then turn on eachother after realizing that only one can win, which will end up costing them in the long run... SO, are you two okay with THAT?

[Shelby Danes]

"Stop, and shut up." Shelby begins, putting her hand out in front of Jyndal, signaling for him to stop. "Someone give this guy a chair, so he can actually think before he decides to say something." A member of the personnel staff hands Jyndal a chair, rather or not he decided to sit down in it, well, was entirely up to him. "One, stop changing our match type. It's gone from submission, to three stages of hell, to a TLC match, and now...just a regular, boring, triple threat match? Heh. Sounds like to me someone's a little desperate, and would rather not get fed steel for his dinner tonight. I don't care what you want, it's what I want. It's staying a triple threat TLC match, and I don't give a damn if you're feeling a little uncertain about it. The fact is, you got yourself in this mess so, as anyone would tell you backstage, be a man, and live with it. If you don't like it, tough kittens." She then walks towards the obviously nervous Jyndal, and taps him on the shoulder, smiling. "Second, sit in this chair, and the next time you open that stupid mouth of yours, perhaps think before you decide to make any decisions. It will do you wonders, and perhaps make you look like less of an idiot, kapeesh?" She then looks away, and gives Angel a stare, continuing to try and ignore what she said earlier, and then brings her attention back towards Jyndal. "You can't promo worth shit, can you? Well, here's some advice you little bitch: Stay cool. Speak clearly. Don't do any unnecessary yelling as you just did earlier. Feel free to call me a 'bitch,' it's an insult, you're supposed to insult me, understand? Stopping yourself mid-sentence to prevent yourself from cursing is damn stupid. Curse anyways. You're probably already in enough deep shit anyways, so let it go, and let it flow. If you want to call me a whore, fine. go ahead. You want to call me a bitch, go right at and do it, I don't give a damn." Wiping a strand of hair away from her face, she walks into the ring corner, and sits on top of the top turnbuckle, sighing boringly as she continues to look at Jyndal. "Lastly, relax. No point in getting all tense because you suddenly can't defend against anything you say. So sit in that steel chair. Roll your shoulders, and pretend you're watching that Linkin Park video that you just so adore."