David Striker vs. Glory Braddock

[Braddock]

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October 19th, 2024
London, England
Off Camera
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Just a few hours earlier, Glory Braddock had a tense confrontation with her younger sister Julia Braddock. She always hates these tense confrontations. The British Bombshell has had a tense, up and down, roller coaster of a relationship with her sister for years now. All she wants is a good, positive relationship with her sister and yet always something seems to come up, something that drives a wedge between them, something renews the tension. This time it was Julia’s adopted daughter Serena and a man who claims to be Serena’s biological uncle, Franklin Jefferson. Serena had been suffering from amnesia and had no clue of her true past and Julia, for her part, was hell bent on making sure she never learned the truth. But Glory intervened; or maybe she just stuck her nose where it didn’t belong? In any event, after several tense conversations, Glory managed to convince her sister to have DNA testing done, to find out for certain if Franklin and Serena are truly related. The British Bombshell did the right thing, in talking sense into her younger sister. Yet, she doesn’t feel great. She doesn’t feel as if she did the right thing, and it is all because she now worries about where her relationship with her sister goes from here.

At least that one family squabble has been taken care of, for now. Which means Braddock can focus her energy on next week’s Breakdown where she must attend to another problem from her past; namely, David Striker. It is hard to tell whether this match was booked by mere coincidence or if CHBK really wants to give both herself and Striker an opportunity to tear each other apart. They do have a history. Braddock and Lohan went on a rampage after losing the tag team titles and Striker, along with the other members of his group, were victims of it. If there’s anything The British Bombshell has learned from David Striker during her encounters with him, its that he does not forgive and forget that easily. He holds grudges and will no doubt be looking for blood, Glory Braddock’s blood, and she will have to be ready for anything.

But for now, after a tense day at the office dealing with her angry younger sister, The British Bombshell wants to simply cool down and relax. This has brought her to one of her favorite bars in London, England. Glory Braddock sits at the dimly lit bar, her long blonde hair falls in soft waves past her shoulders, shimmering under the amber glow of the vintage sconces lining the walls. She has a regal posture, her piercing blue eyes surveying the room with a hint of weariness from the tense activities of the morning. She’s also lost in thought; thinking about her sister and also thinking about her upcoming war with Striker. She’s wearing a sleek, tailored black leather jacket over a simple white blouse, the collar slightly open to reveal a delicate gold necklace. Her fitted dark jeans accentuate her athletic figure, and a pair of black ankle boots with modest heels give her an air of effortless style. On her left wrist is a thin silver watch, a subtle sign of sophistication. The bar itself is small and intimate, with a rustic charm typical of older London pubs. Exposed brick walls contrast with polished wooden tables, while a long oak bar stretches across one side, adorned with rows of gleaming glassware and bottles of aged whiskey and gin. The floor is worn hardwood, scuffed from years of patrons coming and going, and the scent of leather, wood polish, and a hint of smoke from the nearby fireplace fills the air. A low murmur of conversation mixes with soft blues playing in the background, the atmosphere both relaxed and charged with a quiet intensity. Glory is lost in thought, but not totally so; she does sense someone tapping her on the shoulder. It briefly startles her but she just shoos him away.

“Go away…” she sighs “...I’m not interested.”

“Oh but I think you might be interested, Ms. Braddock.”

“Huh?” That voice definitely sounds familiar. Glory turns around and is surprised to see Franklin Jefferson standing there. He isn’t as dressed up as he usually is, in one of his nice suits. Instead he is dressed for this semi-laid back atmosphere; a navy blue polo shirt, denim jeans, and black boots. This is the man responsible for the most recent wedge driven between her and her sister. She cannot blame him too much, though. He just wants his family back. She would probably have done the same thing if the roles were reversed. Still, she has to force a polite smile on her face to greet him. “Oh…hi, Franklin. You returned to Europe I see?”

“I felt best if I returned home.” He motions to the empty stool next to Glory at the bar. “May I sit down?”

“Of course.” With that, Franklin sits down next to Braddock. Glory then sighs. “Don’t know what brings you out here, Franklin, but if you’re here to ask me, beg me, whatever, to talk to my sister…” she shakes her head “...forget it. I’ve done all I can do. I’ve said everything I can say to her. The ball is in Julia’s court now.”

“I know and that’s why I wanted to thank you.”

“Thank me?” Glory asks with a curious gaze. Franklin nods his head.

“Yes, thank you for talking to your sister. I know I hated having to put you in that position, I felt as if I pitted you against your sister. I felt truly guilty. But understand that Grace is my niece, my only surviving family member, and I cannot stand the possibility of losing her.”

“I get it, I really do.” Glory nods her head. “But IF that is your niece, understand that she is suffering from amnesia. She remembers nothing about her past. Also its still not a guarantee that Julia will actually do anything…like I said, I did the best I could to talk some sense into her and I am hopeful that she will make the right decision.”

“Oh you were brilliant, Ms. Braddock.” Franklin says. “I heard from your sister earlier today.”

“Oh yeah?” This was surprising news to hear. Julia said she would but Glory had her doubts. But not only did Julia follow through, but to follow through so quickly? This is shocking. Franklin nods his head in confirmation.

“She agreed to let the DNA testing be done on my niece…her daughter, that is….and that those results will be compared to my DNA to try and prove if she and I are related.”

“That’s good to hear but…” she sighs “...did she say if she would let you see her? If the tests are positive, that she is your niece, that is?”

“She didn’t say and honestly, I didn’t think to ask.” Franklin smiles warmly. “I will cross that bridge when the time comes, I suppose. But for now I am happy that at least I can put my mind at ease. For years I thought my brother, my sister-in-law, my nieces, that they were all dead. But to now learn that one might have survived? That one may still live on, even if under a new identity and under someone else’s roof, even that news alone is good. Because my Grace has a good life, does she not?”

“The best. My sister gives her the best of everything.”

“Excellent.” Franklin says. “She deserves nothing less.”

“Well I’m glad you are happy, Franklin.” Glory says with a relieved sigh. “I might not be able to help you any longer but do not stop now. If you learn that she is your niece, keep pressing Julia. Make sure she lets you see her. If she is your blood then you have a right to see her and she has the right to know the truth and to have a relationship with you.”

“I will no give up, Ms. Braddock.” In a very gentlemanly manner, he takes Glory’s right hand and kisses it. “Thank you again, thank you for everything, and I apologize again for the awkward position I put you in.”

“Hey, don’t worry about it.” Glory chuckles. “I’ve been put in stranger situations before.”

Braddock watches as Franklin Jefferson turns and walks away. She smiles and a sense of pride washes over her. This is one good deed that she did and she didn’t have to use corporate manipulations within the boardroom or her fists in a wrestling ring. She simply convinced her sister to do the right thing. And it does feel good to actually do some good for a change. But now her focus must shift. She has a war with David Striker coming up and beyond that, she has an Adrenaline Championship to win.

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On Camera
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The cameras begin to roll and we see none other than The British Bombshell Glory Braddock standing in the center view of the camera. She wears a simple but elegant purple blouse that flatters her figure, the rich color contrasting beautifully with her pale skin. The blouse has a slight sheen, giving it a sophisticated touch, and the sleeves are slightly loose, rolling just above her wrists. A pair of well-fitted dark blue jeans hug her legs, comfortable yet stylish, allowing for ease of movement without compromising her look. The jeans are casual, but their sleek design suggests that she knows how to blend practicality with subtle fashion. On her feet, she wears a pair of black flats; practical, but with a polished finish that adds to the outfit’s overall grace. The flats have a modest, understated design, with a slight curve at the toe and a matte texture that complements the simplicity of her look. There’s a delicate gold bracelet on her right wrist, hinting at a sense of elegance without overstatement.

“I want to begin by addressing everyone’s favorite Magical Cosmic Princess.” Glory waves at the camera playfully. “Hi there, YUYO! I hope you paid close attention to me, I hope you have been taking good notes, especially of what I did to Sapphire Taylor. I choked her out and I could easily do the same to you. I hope you pay close attention to what I do tonight to David Stiker, who I will address in short order. But YUYO, I want to make it perfectly clear that I have been paying attention to you. You fought Ryan Lecavalier, The Last Monarch…A Magical Cosmic Princess against a Last Monarch, how appropriate…but you are the Adrenaline Champion, and as impressive as Ryan has been since her arrival…and yes, she has been impressive…you should have put her away. You were favored. The Adrenaline Champion is expected to get the job done and you could not finish the job. You could not beat her.” Braddock smirks. “Just remember, under Adrenaline rules, a count out won’t save you.”

“Me? I am not looking for any escapes. I am not looking for an easy way out from confronting my enemies. Cheap count outs or disqualifications, that’s not what I want. I want to face my challenges head on and I look forward to facing you head on, YUYO. And I look forward to taking a trip to the past and dealing with a ghost from my past named David Striker.” Glory nods her head. “You may not be dead, David, but you are definitely a ghost from my past that needs to be exercised. And despite what you may think, I am not looking to simply escape the consequences of my own past sins. I get it, I did people dirty, yourself included, and I am ready, willing, and able to face those consequences head on. We have a history, as I am sure all of SCW is well aware of by now, and I am not sure of this confrontation is by pure coincidence or if CHBK is just looking to generate ratings by putting me up against someone who no doubt wants to tear my damn head off. I would guess its the latter. Hell, if I were a promoter, I would book the same match.”

“You are not the kind of person to just so easily forgive and forget. You hold grudges. You probably want to make me bleed. You want to torture me. You want hurt me. Honestly? I can’t blame you. I was quite the bitch back then wasn’t I? Me and Britt went on a total rampage, wreaking havoc all over the tag team division after losing the tag team championship. You were one of many victims of that rampage. I cannot blame you for wanting revenge. So Merry Christmas, mate, here is your early gift! A chance to kick my ass all over the arena! Hell, I might just be kind enough and gracious enough to give you the first shot. Maybe this match, getting to unleash some of that rage, maybe that will help you to let go of that anger? Maybe, just maybe, this match will quench your thirst for revenge?” The British Bombshell shrugs her shoulders.

“I don’t know. What I do know is that I will not waste time trying to convince you or anyone else that I have changed, that I am not the same person I was back then. I also know that I do not need Brittany Logan. I didn’t need Brittany to fight my way from the bottom up, beginning in Europe to becoming a seventeen time world champion in my career. I didn’t need Britt to wrestle and defeat the very best this roster and every other roster I have been a part of has to offer. I have always been at my very best when it was just me, myself, and I.., and my heart and soul, my will to win, and my never say die, never quit attitude.”

“Just take this match for what it is…your chance to get the revenge you feel you deserve. But do not think that just because I feel some guilt over what I did, do not think that just because I recognize that I stepped over the line and that I need to pay the consequences for my past, do not think that any of that means that I will just roll over and play dead for you. See, David, I am not in the business of living in the past, I am looking forward to the future, and in the future I have a shot at the SCW Adrenaline Championship coming my way, and I will not let anyone get in my way.”

“So David, you and I will deal with the past. We will put our business to rest once and for all. In the process I will send a message to each and every one of my future opponents, but most importantly a big message to YUYO, and that message is very simple; I am one of the best wrestlers in the world today. I can beat anyone on this roster, from a Sapphire Taylor, to a David Striker, and yes, even a Magical Cosmic Princess. Bring your best, Striker, because I will bring my best and my best is almost always better than everyone else’s.” She shuts her eyes. “Sic Semper Tyrannis.”