DateSeptember 18th, 2019
LocationShieldmaidens Clubhouse in New Orleans, LA
Time12:34PM
The scene opens to Becca “Bruiser” Maguire dressed in a pair of black leather biker boots, a pair of black denim jeans with a chain hanging down the side of her right leg, a black Disturbed Indestructible T-shirt and her kutte. She’s sitting at the table with her feet up on said table with a bottle of beer in one hand and her cell phone in the other that she keeps checking every once in a while.
BruiserI was so fuckin’ close, Tibs… ya know? So fuckin’ close to walkin’ out o’ Mile High Spectacular 2 with the Mile High Cup!
She shakes her head, taking a swig of her drink as she looks over to Jocelyn “Tibs” Thibault who is dressed in a pair of black leather biker boots, a pair of light blue denim jeans, a plain white T-shirt and her kutte and sitting across the table from her.
TibsThat was, what, your second match back?
BruiserAye, and I know what ya gonna say, lass. I impressed and turned some fuckin’ heads by takin’ it to the biggest threat in the match when no-one else would and lasted till the end…
She shakes her head again, checking her phone briefly and taking another drink.
Bruiser...but to me that ain’t good enough. I look at the rest o’ my sisters in Mile High and they’re all either current champions or former champions. Don’t get me wron’, I’m happy for ‘em and all… but I’d be fuckin’ lyin’ if I didn’t say I’m a little jealous o’ them.
Tibs shrugs.
TibsWell, yeah, but it took the company reopening and getting taped screaming her head off for your wife to get one. Bandit’s just now getting her first as a solo even though she went her entire first run in that company having never eaten a pin on a submission. Sam had to work her ass off for some time before she got one and Bullet…
Bruiser raises her hand to cut Tibs off.
BruiserAye, I get it, lass… I guess I’m just a lil’ on edge at the moment with this whole fuckin’ situation with trackin’ down the sons o’ bitches that were responsible for Allie killin’ herself.
All of a sudden, “St. Anger” by Metallica begins to blare out of Bruiser’s phone and she picks it up to find that the caller ID reads “Bullet” and so she answers it and places the phone to her ear.
BruiserAye?
BulletThe Blue on North Rampart. Twenty minutes.
BruiserGotcha.
Hanging up the phone, she slips it into her jeans pocket and stands to her feet.
BruiserHey, Tibs? What’s The Blue?
Tibs frowns.
TibsOfficially, it’s a hotel, but it’s a front. The top two floors are actually a brothel and not a cheap one either. They actually test their girls regularly, treat them like full employees. Nobody fucks with them if they want to walk out of that place with their balls intact.
Bruiser nods and finishes off her beer before pulling a hunting knife out from the back of her jeans and checking the sharpness of it and putting it back where she removed it from.
BruiserWell then… this should be fun. Catch ya later, lass.
Bruiser offers Tibs a fist bump that is accepted before the heavily tattooed woman turns on her heel and makes her way out of the clubhouse as the scene fades.
DateSeptember 18th, 2019
LocationThe Blue in New Orleans, LA
Time1PM
The scene re-opens in an alleyway directly opposite of The Blue as Bruiser walks up from behind her President, Alex “Bullet” Carbajal, who is dressed in a pair of black biker boots, a pair of dark blue denim jeans, a plain black tank top and her kutte, as she scopes the place out.
Moving to the side of her, Bruiser crouches slightly to Bullet’s level and looks over to the hotel that is secretly a brothel.BruiserSo… this is where JoJo is hangin’?
Bullet nods to the Blue.
BulletHis session ends in fifteen minutes. He’s parked two blocks up on the right, the black BMW. If we wait until he comes out, we can get him when he attempts to enter the vehicle. Essie has the van a block back in the other direction pretending like she’s checking cable meters.
Bruiser snarls as she nods.
BruiserYa think the scrawny little prick will give up Vito? I mean… after what I fuckin’ did to Bianchi, you’d think the fucker would wanna lay low and yet here he is at a fuckin’ brothel.
Bullet nods to the building again before them.
BulletToo high to care. The girl that runs front of house upstairs says he always comes in high. They’ve had a problem the last two times with him trying to get the girls to do coke with him. Management tries to keep their girls clean so they frown on Johns who do that. He’s on his last warning before they cut him off.
BruiserSo what’s the plan when we grab the fucker? Take him back to the clubhouse and beat the fuck outta him till he spills it?
BulletKhary has a cabin we can use if we want to take him out of town. Fully stocked with all his toys. Just a matter of what we want to do with him.
Bruiser pulls out her hunting knife so Bullet can see it.
BruiserThis is the only fuckin’ toy I plan to use on him… it was Allie’s… guessin’ she kept it on her for protection knowin’ the kinda shady fucks she was dealin’ with. I wanna gut him like a fuckin’ pig… but maybe I’ll leave the bastard alive to really send a message. I honestly ain’t fuckin’ decided yet.
Before Bullet has the chance to retort, Bruiser spots a bald guy in a black suit being dragged out of the building and she points to him with the knife.
BruiserLooks like he’s run out o’ warnin’s, lass.
Bullet nods.
Bullet Pelota…
She sighs heavily.
BulletGive him a couple of minutes to rage out and then we start walking down to the car. Jack’s down there keeping watch. She sees him coming down there, she’ll signal Essie, and it is on.
BruiserRight.
The two watch as the man known as JoJo tries and fails to get back into the brothel, eventually after a while, he gives up and begins to walk back to where he parked his car.
BruiserOkay, let’s move.
Bullet nods as Bruiser puts her knife away and the two leave the alleyway and begin to make their way down the sidewalk as the scene fades.
DateSeptember 18th, 2019
LocationKhary’s Cabin, N/A
Time3PM
The scene re-opens to Bruiser and Bullet entering the small room where JoJo is being kept, he’s tied to a chair in the centre of said room with a piece of duct tape over his mouth. With the knife in her hand, Bruiser walks up to the man and places the knife to his throat and glares at him.
BruiserI’m gonna remove the tape from ya mouth now… scream? I’ll fuckin’ cut ya throat… understand?
JoJo nods, visibly terrified at the woman with the knife to his throat before she tears the tape from his mouth and then turns away.
BruiserHe’s all yours, lass.
Bullet stands there with his three vials of cocaine and shakes her head at it.
BulletThis…
She looks back to JoJo in disgusted disbelief.
Bullet¡Esta cocaína es gonorrea!
JoJo just stares back, clearly confused.
JoJoFuck you bitch, I ain’t got no fuckin’ clap!
Bullet snickers, unscrews the cap and taps a little out onto her thumb.
BulletI wonder…
She licks it and grimaces.
BulletNo bueno…
JoJoWho the fuck are you to shit on my shit? Huh? Who the fuck are you to shit on my shit? I got the best shit and you stupid fucking cu…
Bullet grabs him by the throat before he can say the word.
BulletBruiser is not a fan of that word so… if I were you, I would play nice before she decides to deflate your balls…
Resting against the wall, Bruiser is picking her fingernails with the knife before pushing herself off said wall and grabs another chair and places it in front of JoJo and sits down opposite him.
BruiserTell me, lad… how is ya buddy, Bianchi, doin’? I mean… I’d say I did a pretty fuckin’ big number on him. Ya’ll probably didn’t even recognize him after we dropped him off.
Bullet releases her grip and JoJo looks up seemingly now even more confused than before.
JoJoFuck you talkin’ ‘bout? Denver PD said that he crashed his fucking bike like a bitch!
Bullet shrugs.
BulletThat is one way to say it. Then again, he was idiot enough to think me a member of los tombos.
JoJo scoffs.
JoJoAin’t no way they’d hire a tonk like you!
Bullet shrugs again.
BulletI’m Colombian…
JoJoLike that makes it any better, you stupid beaner!
For a third time, Bullet simply shrugs.
BulletDoesn’t make your shit any better. If I had to guess, it’s Mexican and been stepped on about twelve times…
JoJo stares at her looking almost insulted.
JoJoAnd what makes you such an expert?
BulletI’m from Medillin.
JoJoWhatever, fuck off back to fucking Brazil then!
BulletNot before you tell us a couple of things, quid pro quo…
JoJoEh, ipso facto this, you pissy bitch!
Bullet snickers.
BulletYou think Vito will be pleased when he finds out you fucked up his business arrangement with the Blue?
JoJo stares at her in shock, his eyes going wide.
JoJoShit…
BulletHe might even need to come down here to sort it out himself…
JoJoYou really think he’s gonna come all the way down here from the fucking Bronx just to see to some small potato fucking whoreshouse? He wouldn’t leave his house for that place no matter how much Madame Dumbass screeches about me trying to get the girls to do a little hum and blow!
Bullet shrugs.
BulletHe might if he heard you set up Bianchi to have his little accident…
JoJo’s face drains of all color.
JoJoHe wouldn’t do that, not without Jocko…
Bullet nods slowly.
BulletMaybe you’re right…
She turns and nods to Bruiser.
BulletThanks for playing…
BruiserAye, lad… congratulations… you’ve won a few hours o’ alone time with yours truly.
JoJoDamn fucking right, that’s what I’m fucking talking about! Now that is some fucking quid pro quo! Come here and show me what you got!
Bruiser raises her eyebrow and glances over to Bullet who is trying her best to hold it together and then the tattooed woman’s eyes go wide before her face crunches up in disgust.
BruiserI think I’m gonna fuckin’ hurl!
She then strikes him with a backhand to the jaw.
BruiserYa sick fuck! I wouldn’t even dream o’ doin’ any o’ that shit with a guy, never mind a fuckin’ scumbag like ya’ll!
She raises the knife up to eye level.
BruiserNah, lad… I’m usin’ ya to send Vito another message… just like I fuckin’ did with Bianchi. Ya’ll were responsible for my sister killin’ herself, and I ain’t gonna rest until she’s able to rest. Now do ya get what I’m referrin’ to?
JoJoFuck you talking about you crazy fucking bitch?
Bullet shakes her head.
BulletYou’ll see...
She opens the door and nods to Bruiser. Bruiser nods back and Bullet leaves the room. As soon as the door closes behind her, Bruiser slams the knife right through JoJo’s right hand forcing a blood curdling scream to escape his lips as the scene fades.
DateSeptember 18th, 2019
LocationMaguire Residence in New Orleans, LA
Time8:34PM
The scene re-opens to the sitting room with the camera focused on a black leather couch situated in the centre of the room with a small dark wood coffee table in front of it. After a few moments, Bruiser appears on camera with a bottle of beer in her right hand, she takes a swig of it as she makes her way over to the couch and sits down on it.
BruiserYa know… I could say that the reason I lost at the Mile High Spectacular 2 was coz I was too distracted with other fuckin’ shit goin’ on in my life outside o’ the rin’. I could say that I was thinkin’ about how Gabriel Ohio threatened my fuckin’ family before my wife obliterated him on Ammo the other week…
She shakes her head and chuckles.
BruiserI could say that… but I ain’t like that. I ain’t the type to come up with excuses on why I lost coz that ain’t my style.
Taking another drink, she places the bottle down on the table.
BruiserEnd o’ the day, I still feel blessed to have been a part o’ Mile High’s biggest fuckin’ show o’ the year… which my opponent for Throwdown unfortunately didn’t get, that person bein’ Erin Blue.
She clasps her hands together, resting her elbows on her thighs.
BruiserLass? Comin’ from someone who has spent a lot o’ time out with injury, I understand how ya’ll must have felt havin’ to sit on the sidelines. And I’m truly glad that ya’ll have been cleared to compete once again, and I can’t wait to step into that rin’ and go one on one with ya.
Picking up her beer, she takes another gulp.
BruiserMuch like with Leah in my debut for Mile High, I respect ya’ll… and truth be told, I also admire ya for bein’ who ya are. We’re kinda similar in that respect, ya’ll bein’ transgender and me bein’ a lesbian. Some people in this world don’t like what is considered different from “the norm”, and as a result o’ that… those same people attack those people who are different.
She begins to play with her wedding ring on her finger a little.
BruiserSee, I’m a believer in God. But despite my faith, I have always said that coz o’ our Lord bein’ all powerful and all knowin’, and the fact He created us all and gave us free will. I’m pretty fuckin’ sure he has bigger thin’s to worry about over who sleeps with who or if a man would prefer to be a woman or vice versa. Thankfully, society is gettin’ better with acceptin’ people like us, but there is still a way to go as we even have people in this company who don’t even believe women can do the same kinda shit that men do.
Taking another swig, she shakes her head.
BruiserAnyway, I’m gettin’ off topic here… I know ya’ll are itchin’ to get that elusive win here in Mile High. It’s eatin’ away at ya… makin’ ya think whether this is the career for ya. Well, here’s the thin’ lass… I’ve watched ya matches. I saw how ya’ll took it to Index in the match ya’ll suffered a concussion in, and ya’ll took it to him. I may not be a fan o’ that lil’ shit, but even I can’t deny that the lad is one o’ the best in this company and the fact ya’ll gave him a Hell of a fight shows that ya’ll are in the right profession.
She nods, raising her bottle to camera to show respect.
BruiserI know ya’ll are gonna give me the fight o’ my life, and ya’ll can bet I’m goin’ into this match to prove a point and I’m gonna make sure I walk out with my arm raised in victory. I just want ya to know that if I do end up gettin’ my arm raised… that ya’ll continue to fight. That ya’ll continue to work hard coz eventually, that first win will come.
Finishing off her beer, she places the empty bottle back onto the table.
BruiserWhether ya like it or not, lass, at Throwdown? Ya’ll are cruisin’ for a bruisin’ at the hands o’ The Bruiser. I’ll see ya in Paradise.
She gives the camera one final nod before rising to her feet and then she disappears off camera as the scene fades. 
