A WEEK AFTER THE ATTACK
SMACKDOWN LIVE : Washington D.C.
6:30 P.M.

(BECKY POV)

Right... hello again. I guess I'm taking this over for the time being. As you probably recall when I last wrote... I was ransacked by someone I used to call my husband. Now before you jump to conclusions, no... We didn't divorce. It's just... I knew that we had our fights here and there but I didn't think it would escalate to this level man. *sigh* Ah well, can't let it get in the way of what I do in the ring, but I will get answers... either way, let's get on with the show, shall we?

I arrived at the Capital One Arena geared up and ready for another show. Over the time I left you guys, I asked for a separate locker room and was granted one. So I dropped my stuff off in there and went to go see what the higher ups wanted me to do tonight.

When I got there, one of my old producer friends Todd Mullen was also there. We chatted for a while catching up on everything since we last talked a few years ago. He then gave me the scoop on what I was doing tonight and I left to get ready for the show.

This week was basically a reflection week in terms of promos and all that. So I knew basically  I'd be talking about what happened at Elimination Chamber only to be interrupted by a certain someone... ugh just thinking about him brings a sour taste to the mouth. A job was a job however and I knew what I had to do.

SHOWTIME
9:00 P.M.

After a tag team match that put heavy machinery Vs. Daniel Bryan and Rowan, I soon got ready for my promo that would start after the commercial break. Just then, who do I see out of the corner of my eye. It's Gionna, Dori's friend and former teammate.

"Bexter! What's up girl, how ya doing?!"

"Oh... um... hey G. I'm good, you?"

I said as a nervous reply.

"That's good I guess... hey I heard what happened this past weekend, and I'm sorry to hear about that. Just know that me, Sarah and Rue Rue got your back alright?"

"Thanks Liv, now if you'll excuse me... I got something to address..."

I said as right on cue my music hit, and I got ready to walk out.

"Go get 'em girl!"

I heard from behind me as I made my way out to thousands of fans who were still chanting my name. I took a deep breath before walking to the ring and grabbing a mic.

"Oh it never gets old... What's up D.C!!"

The crowd roared.

"I'll tell you what's up last Sunday... last Sunday was Elimination Chamber... and that day... was one of the roughest days of my life... for those of you that didn't watch let me spell it out for ya... Brandon Powers turned on me..."

The crowd booed."

"Yeah... that's kinda of my reaction. Can we... do we have a clip or something we could throw up on the tron? Is there..."

A highlight Video of the match played on the video board showing what happened over the weekend. Let's just say when the video reached the point where he delivered the Super-Kick, Washington wasn't too happy and loud boos could be heard from the crowd.

When the video ended and the lights came back on, I continued.

"So you've seen what happened just then. The one question I wanna know... is why? Why did you do it? Everything was going just fine, but you had to ruin it. So the least you could do for me is offer up an explanation... why?"

A few moments later, his theme hit sparking boos from the entire crowd. Just then a record scratch stopped his theme abruptly as a new one played.

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A new entrance huh, with new graphics and everything? Well gotta give him credit. The bastard knows how to make an entrance.

Soon enough, that familiar red haze peeked out from around the corner as Brandon made his way to the ring soaking in the hostile atmosphere from the crowd as he slowly walked.

Soon enough, he stepped into the ring and grabbed a mic as his calmly rested his back against one of the ring posts and his theme cut out.

Chants of "Fuck You Brandon" and "Why Brandon Why?" Echoed around the arena as he began to speak.

"Well that's an awful way to welcome me to the nation's capital. I thought this show was PG."

The crowd booed louder.

"That's beside the point Brandon, I called you out here to get an answer. An answer that not only myself... but all the people here... and watching at home deserve."

The crowd broke into yes chants.

"Alright let me break this down so that even you simpletons can understand it. I don't give a damn about anyone in this arena... anyone watching at home... and just in case you didn't get the message on Sunday... you either. Honestly I felt like you were really dragging me down. What's that thing I called you on my post match interview? Oh yeah... dead... weight... I dropped you and joined The OC because unlike you, they won't want to fight me over stupid things like a relationship I didn't even end!"

The crowd booed even louder, I knew exactly what he was talking about. I thought he forgot about it but apparently I was mistaken. For those of you that aren't following this episode of breaking the fourth wall, read the "Royalty" book to find out more.

After bringing up personal shit from the past, I could barely contain myself anymore. I got up right in his face and looked him dead in his eyes

"Alright you smart Alec son of a bitch... listen up... All of us here know that if it wasn't for me meeting you in catering all those years ago, you wouldn't be as high caliber talent as you are right now."

"And where does that place you?! An Irish wrestler who has clearly lost touch, is overrated and arrogant as hell, and at the bottom of her heart knows that her peak was back a few years ago at the beginning of the brand split."

The crowd ohhed at first, but then booed knowing who those comments were coming from.

"Listen Becky... I don't know who you originally thought I was... but the Brandon you once knew is dead... DEAD... and this one... is just getting started."

He said as he dropped the mic and walked away as his theme cut in again. The crowd booed as he left.

Well there's one thing for sure, his promos have improved. Still, I know the BP I remember is still in there, and I won't stop until I break him free of whoever this is.

Whew... well that could've been worse. Either way, I guess Heel Brandon is a thing now. I don't like it though. I guess my back's against the wall here boys and girls. You could say that the anger levels are POWR-ing up... what? No one? Ok I'm sorry... but trust me when I say things will be solved... I'm not giving up on him just yet...

I love him too much to.