Ripley vs Emily Falls

Sunday, November 17th. Outside Wal-Mart Supercenter in Watson, Louisiana.

A crowd is gathered around an area of the parking lot that has been marked off for the crews and wrestlers of Ammo hoping to catch glimpses of the stars before they leave. Some cheers and applause starts as Ripley makes his way through the area. He’s changed out of his ring gear back into jeans and a black T-shirt. He has the Ammo Television Championship over his right shoulder and is carrying a duffel bag in his left hand. He reaches a black SUV and opens a back door and places his bag inside before turning around and giving a wave to the crowd. Once inside the SUV he places his championship down on his bag and rubs his eyes.

Alice: Well that was interesting.

Ripley chuckles and looks over at his wife.

Ripley: That’s one way to put it.

Alice: At least you’re one step closer to putting all this Ginger Knox craziness behind you.

Ripley: Am I? I hate to say it but it’s clear that there’s something not right about her and now that I beat her I think she’s going to be looking for some payback.

Alice: So you think she’s going to cost you your match at Black Magic?

Ripley: I think she’s going to make it more difficult for me to win.

Alice nods in agreement then looks at the driver and gives him a nod. He starts up the SUV and begins to pull out of the parking area as Ripley gives Alice a confused look.

Alice: Relax, I told him before you got in to take us to the hotel.

Ripley leans his head back and lets out a sigh.

Ripley: All of this is just ridiculous. First Ginger practically stalks me then she gets made the referee for my championship match. I can get through his though. After all, Emily hasn’t been successful against me yet. All her and her friends have been good at is attacking me after matches. Still though, Ginger. I know she’s going to try and screw me in this match.

Alice: Think you could’ve used a better word there but I know what you mean.

Ripley: I think I need a drink. Usually I’d be celebrating after a win but after this match all I can think about is how I’m going to have to really defy the odds at Black Magic.

Alice: Hey, calm down. You said you can get through this and you can. You’ve been in really tough spots before and always managed to come through. Remember you have a week still to come up with a plan.

Ripley: You’re right. I just need to focus on Emily anyway, let Ginger play whatever game she wants it won’t stop me from retaining my championship then after Black Magic maybe I can finally move on past this Coven and Ginger nonsense.

Alice: We can only hope.

Tuesday, November 19th.

Leaning against a black SUV in the parking lot of an airport is Ripley. He has the Television Championship around his waist.

Ripley: One last chance. That’s all Emily has now at my championship. Can she do it? Can she finally beat me and bring a bit of gold to Coven? I don’t think so.

He watches as a plane accelerates on the runway and eventually takes off into the sky.

Ripley: On paper it looks like she has a good chance at taking this from me because I’m sure Ginger Knox is going to be trying to get some kind of revenge on me for refusing her and then beating her in a match. A strange match. So the odds are definitely against me but it’s nothing new to me.

He rests his hands on the Television Championship.

Ripley: My whole career has been going against the odds. Achieving things when everyone said I couldn’t. Keeping on going when everyone said to give up. Emily has this last opportunity and I’m sure she is feeling confident and thinking things are about to go her way but I’m here to say I’m going to fight harder. My back is up against a wall and I’m going to do everything I can to walk out of Black Magic with my championship.

He grins.

Ripley: It’s going to be tough but then again I always enjoy a good challenge. So Emily I’m sorry to say but you aren’t going to win Sunday and there’s nothing you can do about it. I suggest that you go ahead and make your peace with the fact that Black Magic is the last time you’ll have the chance to win this. After that I’ll be moving on past you and the rest of the Coven and looking to continue my reign as champion for a much longer time.

He looks down and chuckles.

Ripley: Maybe after you I’ll go and drop Mosh on his head again since I hear he thinks Ammo is all about him. Don’t worry though Emily I’m not looking past you or this Sunday because I know you’re dangerous. Doesn’t take too many hits to the head from a baseball bat to realize that but even though you’ve knocked me out a few times you need to realize I’m dangerous too. I’m dangerous and I’m mad. So, hopefully you’re ready for Sunday and hopefully your parents aren’t too upset about what I do to you. Even after all of this and what you’ve done I mean it when I say it’s nothing personal but you do have to answer for your actions. I’ll see you Sunday.

He starts walking towards the main terminal of the airport as the scene fades out.