For this match, Ava wouldn't be alone. The arrangements had already been made and announced as of
the press conference for the event, and now, they were finally going to be realized - as Cynara Morgan would be making her first public appearance in the wrestling world in decades.
As Ava made her way to the ring, right behind her, the former champion came following at her side. Even when she was old enough to be Ava's mother, she was every bit as striking as her charge, from her impeccably kept figure to her graceful poise as she kept her back straight and lifted her chin to the sky. Fashionably dressed in a white sundress and sandals, she looked all the part like a wealthy, elegant beach-goer. The sun was shining, and the shores were lapped by gentle waves and a soft breeze. It would have made for the perfect day out. But for Cynara, there was far more at stake here than enjoying the weather.
With Ava taking to the ring, Cynara entered at her side. As the model took her place in the corner, Cynara stayed at the center of the ring. With one hand, she whipped the sunglasses off her face, her blue eyes catching the light as she tossed her hair back over her shoulder. With her other, she accepted a microphone from the announced, and began to speak into it.
Long Beach...your queen has arrived!" Cynara got a few cheers just from making her entrance, and it made her grin wider. After being out of the spotlight for so long, she had almost forgotten how good it felt to hear their praise, and to know that all eyes were on her. She took a moment's pause for the excitement to settle down, but then continued.
"You know, the last time I had an audience like this, I was still a household name among those rare but cultured connoisseurs of apartment wrestling. I might not have been the last champion, but I was the first - and don't let anyone forget about that!"
"Today, though, it's a rare occasion, because we're not here to talk about me. We're here to talk about a young lady I'm here to represent. And believe me, I wouldn't pick just anyone to represent me. Whatever apartment wrestling is these days, in its heyday, it was an exclusive spectacle, and you'd better believe that only the most rich and famous of guests were even allowed to be in the same room as me when I showed them why I held the title I did. The same goes with who I work with now. When it comes to selecting my clients, I'm only out for the best of the best. And that's what I see here in Ava Rose!"
"Going into this match, Ava's out to settle a feud that's grown personal. A feud between her and a woman who can't bear to stand down and admit what's good for her...heh..." With a chuckle, Cynara tossed her head from side to side. In her storied career, she had encountered many she would consider in the same situation.
"Believe me, I know how it feels. Fact is, it was rigged from the start! Ava, hon, you already know you could take this bitch any day. We all know that. But she's chosen to stick it out, and if it takes you embarrassing her in front of everyone to finally shut her mouth...well, that's just how it'll have to be."
"Already, Ava's proven herself a force to be reckoned with. Believe me, I've reviewed her tapes, and I've gotten to see her train for myself, and I can tell you right now - I know what makes a good wrestler, and Ava, dear, you are it! The killer instinct, the will to win...you've got it! And Satomi...I'm sorry, she doesn't have anything more than a sour attitude, and that's not going to save that cute little behind of her here."
Cynara gestured to Ava with her arms, stepping over to her side.
"Ladies and gentlemen, you are looking, right here, at the new face of LAW! Frankly, if Dave and the boys were still around, she'd be kept behind closed doors, worth the exclusive attention of those with the fortunes to earn the privilege of laying eyes on her. You should all be lucky that you're getting the chance to see her now, for the prices you paid - yes, even you folks in the front row, you don't know what a deal you've gotten! So get a good look at her while you still can, because this girl is going to the top!"
Holding the microphone up over her head, Cynara received an ovation from the crowd - and so too did Ava. But now, it was Ava's turn to take to the ring, and her manager stepped back through the ropes, handing things over to the Frenchwoman to take charge.
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