==========
Scene 1
Off Camera
==========
Aphrodite
Noel is in her dressing room when the door swings violently open and Glory
comes storming inside. Although Aphrodite can tell that this isn’t her
“daughter” storming into the dressing room. By the fire in her eyes alone
she can tell that this isn’t Gloria Noel, but Glory Braddock.
Gloria: We
need to talk!
Aphrodite:
No... we don’t.
Gloria: YES!
Yes we do!
Her voice is
loud and angry.
Gloria: I
have spent several days thinking about the bombshell that Henry Van Stanton
dropped on me the other night. And yes, I am pissed off that he didn’t
tell me when I had hired him as GCW President…
She points a
carefully manicured finger at Aphrodite.
Gloria:
...but then there’s you! You want to convince me that you care and yet
then this happens? Did you know that Henry is the son of the man that
ended my father’s wrestling career and if so how long did you know this
information?
Aphrodite:
You should know by now I don’t like surprises! I had no idea Henry is the of
the man who ended Glenn Braddock’s wrestling career. Think about it, Gloria,
that would make Mason his son to, correct?
Gloria: Right,
and just the perfect reason to keep that bit of information away from me!
Aphrodite. I
appreciate the job Mason has done, he did manage to secure Autumn Von Stanton’s
services to our Kingdom. Mason has a habit of being shortsighted at times. My
best guess is he was so overcome by hubris he lost sight. I will let him know,
one more mistake of that magnitude and its off with his head.
The British
beauty marches further into the room and gets up in Noel’s face. Tears
form in her eyes.
Gloria: Henry
has lied to me...Mason, not surprisingly, lied to me...and now there’s you...I
believe you are lying to me as well. Please, tell me the truth. Did
you know who their father was? I promise I…
She sighs.
Gloria: ...I
promise not to hurt you. All I want is for one person, one damn person,
to tell me the truth. I’m tired of being lied to.
Aphrodite
rest her hands on Gloria’s shoulders.
Aphrodite:
From day one I have not lied to you. I have always been forthcoming about my
intentions. If I knew the Von Staton boys father ended Glenn Braddock’s career
I would have told you. We both know what kind of man Henry is when pushed to
the limit. We secured his wife, he was bound to strike back. Why would it make
sense for me to withhold that? Why would I leave you vulnerable to that
bombshell? It doesn’t benefit me, at all. I hate you’re going through this, the
truth Gloria is...
Aphrodite
sighs.
Aphrodite:
Nevermind.
Gloria:
No...FINISH your statement! I demand the truth!
Aphrodite: I
legitimately care about you beyond this arrangement we have.
Gloria: And
that’s the truth?
Aphrodite
nods.
Aphrodite: I
swear on my life. And to make this up to you, do with Mason as you wish. If he
acts out of line, put him in his place. You have my permission. He now answers
to you.
Gloria:
Mason is not a concern to me...you brought him into the kingdom to teach me, to
look after me, and I will continue to adhere to that. After all, I need
to learn now that I am a Princess.
She embraces
Aphrodite..
Gloria: I
love you...mother.
Aphrodite
smiles.
Aphrodite:
Love you too, daughter.
Gloria: I
can see it now. You have been the only one who has been honest with me
from the beginning, about your agenda, about everything. And you gave me
a gift...the gift of power. I am a Princess. I am royalty, no
longer a peasant like Braddock. Thank you, mother.
Aphrodite:
This calls for a celebration.
Gloria: Yes
and after that I need to track down Mason. He and I need to discuss IWC
matters. I am scheduled to face Lilith Evans next.
Aphrodite:
I’m looking forward to you burying another peasant all in the name of our
Kingdom.
Gloria:
Chris Davids and now Lilith Evans and Samantha Raine. IWC is insane.
I always have been wrestling royalty, because I always have been your
daughter, your Princess. The peasant Glenn Braddock merely made me into a
killing machine, one that will choke out Lilith Evans. I will choke her
out or she will tap out. Either way, they will worship me.
Aphrodite
cracks a satisfying smirk.
==========
Mason Van
Stanton
On Camera
==========
Hi there,
Mason Van Stanton here, manager extraordinaire, the eyes and ears for Camelot
in IWC, and the lucky as hell man who gets to look out for the sexy as hell
Gloria Marie Noel.
You morons
in IWC do not know how to treat royalty.
I shouldn’t have to keep begging for all of the appropriate celebratory
items, namely the confetti and balloons.
It should just be understood that when celebrating the arrival of
royalty, you should pull out all of the stops.
But no, you goofs want to disrespect royalty by giving her little to
nothing in terms of a true celebration.
You forgot
the fucking balloons!
Granted you
made up for that, but that wasn’t enough to satisfy my client. Noel still stomped the hell out of Chris
Davids. Now she is going to continue to
show you peons, you moronic fools how royalty is to be treated.
Gloria Marie
Noel is a Princess. That means she above
each and every one of you on the food chain.
Especially Lilith Evans and Samantha Raine.
Some other
chick was supposed to be there too but her effect was ended and her contract is
gone. Oops.
Evans and
Raine will be the next two to learn what it means to worship at the feet of
royalty, because even against two opponents, she will make you kiss her ring.
But just to
show there’s no hard feelings, Lilith and Samantha are invited to kiss my ass
after the match if they want!
==========
Scene 2
Off Camera
==========
Glenn
Braddock watches with open-jawed awe as his daughter walks into his office at the
Braddock Wrestling School. What his him
most surprised is her attire. He has
seen her on television but to see her in person is still a shocker. Gloria is wearing a knee length red lace
fit-and-flare dress that is made all the more pretty with a small sheer panel
at the chest. A large cutout opens the back.
Her feet are encased in black pointed-toe pumps with an ankle cuff. Her long auburn hair hangs unrestrained to
shoulder length.
Gloria: Hi,
daddy…
Glenn:
Gloria?
She nods her
head with tears forming in her eyes.
Gloria: Yes,
daddy, it’s me!
By the
decree of Aphrodite Noel, Gloria’s legal “mother”, Glory and Glenn, mother and
father, have not been allowed to see one another for three and one half
months. But now, with Glory’s recent
change of heart, how Glory has given in to Aphrodite and accepted her lot in
life, she has been allowed more and more freedoms. Glory has been allowed to go live with her
husband Kurt Logan again and, now, it appears as if she can once again see her
father.
However, has
she truly accepted her lot in life or is this all a ruse? That question remains for later on. For right now, father and daughter run up to
one another and embrace each other in a tight hug, a hug that has been a long
time coming for the both of them.
After the
embrace Glenn manages to tear himself away and he looks at his daughter, taking
appraisal of her, nodding his head.
Glenn: You
look beautiful.
Gloria:
Thanks, daddy, but…you don’t have to lie.
The grizzled
veteran of many ring wars shakes his head, running his hand through his
daughter’s long auburn colored hair.
Glenn: I’m
not lying. You really do look lovely.
Gloria: I
feel ridiculous. I feel like a freaking
girl.
Her father
chuckles lightly, despite the situation.
Glenn: But
you ARE a girl…
His daughter
is about to respond but she thinks on it for a moment before a smile crosses
across her face.
Gloria: Ok,
you got me there, but still…it’s a different look for me…
Glenn: It
may be different, but you look beautiful, no matter how you dress.
He takes his
daughter by the arm and guides her to a comfy black leather sofa where the pair
sit down together, side by side. They
haven’t been able to have a nice, long conversation like this one for
ages. He wants to savor this.
Glenn: Why’d
it take you so long to come to me, Glory?
She sighs
uncomfortably.
Gloria: Please,
daddy, call me Gloria.
Glenn: But
you’ve always preferred Glory over Gloria.
The auburn
haired beauty shuts her eyes tight.
Gloria: A
lot has changed.
She turns
her head away in shame.
Gloria: I’m
sorry, I’m so sorry…
He can tell
that she is in a great deal of emotional and mental anguish right now, so he
begins to gently rub her back to comfort her.
Glenn: It’s
ok, Glory…Gloria…
Gloria: No,
it’s not…I’m weak. I’m not the strong
warrior you raised. I am weak.
Glenn: No!
He turns his
daughter around and stares into her eyes.
Tears are now flowing down her cheek as she fights back the sobbing.
Glenn: You
are ALWAYS strong! You are a strong
fighter, always have been and always will be!
You are a strong Braddock!
Gloria: No,
I’m not…
She covers
her eyes with her right hand as she begins sobbing. Glenn holds his daughter closely to his
chest.
Glenn: It’s
ok…it’s ok…
Gloria: No,
it’s not ok…
She looks at
him with her red tear-filled eyes.
Gloria: It
is not ok and I am not a Braddock.
He narrows his
eyes in confusion.
Glenn: Huh?
Gloria:
Aphrodite Noel did more than just make me work for her as her servant. She wouldn’t allow me to see my husband Kurt
or my daughter Melinda. And she wouldn’t
allow me to see you. I fought it as long
as I could but I couldn’t bear not seeing my family, and my daughter. I couldn’t bear it anymore so I gave her what
she had been demanding from me…
She lowers
her head in shame.
Gloria: …I
went with her to the courthouse.
Aphrodite Noel is legally my mother.
I am Gloria Marie Noel.
The
temperature in the room seemingly drops a few degrees even as Glenn Braddock’s
temper starts to boil over. Gloria can
see that in his eyes and braces herself as he stands up and begins to pace the
floor with agitation in his eyes and on his face.
Glenn: I’m
going to kill her.
Gloria:
Father, no…
Glenn: I’M
GOING TO FUCKING KILL HER!
He bangs his
fist against his desk. Gloria jumps up
and walks over to him, embracing him.
Gloria: No,
daddy, calm down! That’s not the way!
Glenn: It’s
the only way! That brasser is trying to
destroy this family! That brasser…
Gloria: That
brasser is my mother!
The elder
Braddock goes from anger to shock upon hearing his daughter openly declare this
woman, Aphrodite Noel, to be her mother.
Glenn:
Gloria, think about what you are saying…
Gloria: I
know what I am saying.
She takes
him by his arm and guides him back to the sofa.
The pair sit back down.
Gloria:
Listen, daddy, it’s been three and a half months since Aphrodite took control
over my life. I hate to admit it but, this
has all begun to have an effect on me.
Besides, if this sacrifice can protect you in any way, then so be it.
Glenn:
Protect me? How is this in any way about
me?!
Gloria:
Contractually speaking, if I do not abide by my obligations to her, everything
that is mine automatically becomes hers.
That includes this wrestling school.
His face
grows downtrodden. She nods her head.
Gloria: Yes,
and I know this school is your life. I will
make this sacrifice for you.
Glenn shakes
his head.
Glenn: You
don’t have to. Let me handle this.
Gloria: You
can’t handle it. What’s done is
done. If I can find a way out, or if she
becomes merciful and lets me out of the contract, then so be it. But until then I accept the fact that my name
is Gloria Marie Noel, daughter of Aphrodite Noel, Princess of Camelot.
==========
Glenn
Braddock
On Camera
==========
I had a
daughter. Her name was Glory Braddock.
Do you want
to know who Glory Braddock was? She was
The Best in the World. That’s the ever
loving mother fucking truth. No one
could deny it, especially not that goose-stepping Germanic cult leading freak
of a world champion you have right now.
Glory
Braddock had taken on the best and had beaten the best. But what you have right now in IWC is not
Glory Braddock. What you have right now
is not The British Bombshell I know. The
individual you have is known as Princess.
Make no
mistake about it, she doesn’t think herself royalty. That role is being forced upon her by another
freak ass cult. My daughter, though, MY
Glory Braddock, is buried somewhere deep down within Gloria Marie Noel. Glory Braddock is somewhere hidden, chained
up inside the soul of “Princess” Gloria Marie Noel.
Lilith
Evans, you don’t hold a candle to Gloria Marie Noel. You sure as hell wouldn’t stand a chance
against Glory Braddock. So don’t think
you have a snowball’s chance in hell here.
You’re filler.
Samantha
Raine is a different story.
You took
Glory Braddock to her limits in a match for the GDW World Championship. You gave The Best in the World everything you
had and then some and you almost beat her.
Almost.
But at the
end of the day, your best wasn’t good enough.
You say you want to bring back Glory Braddock. I have one thing to say to you…
…please
bring her back. Please. If you can bring her back, I’ll be forever in
your debt. You may have a chance at
beating her, what with the fact that Glory Braddock is not here anymore. You’re facing Gloria Noel. But even if you do manage to beat her, will
that be enough to bring my daughter back?
I don’t
know. We’ll see.
Good luck.
==========
Gloria Noel
On Camera
==========
I choose not
to even address Angelle Laree. She’s not
worth my time. She’s not worth anyone’s
time. And she is definitely far beneath
someone of my stature. She’s not even a
peasant. She’s the dirt on the bottom of
a peasant’s shoe.
She’s a
nothing.
Instead I’ll
center this around the other two ladies who are going to try to challenge the
authority of their Princess, their monarch.
Lilith Evans
should remember who I am, but Samantha Raine has no damn excuse. I choked you out back in GDW. I choked you out to retain my GDW World
Heavyweight Championship. You should
know me, if anything else, as the woman who choked your ass out.
And I will
now be the woman who chokes you out again.
Lilith, take
notes. Take copious notes on mine and
Samantha’s match back in GDW. Take notes
on how I performed. Take notes on how I
walked in as champion, dominated as a champion, and walked away as a champion
after putting Raine down like the dog that she is.
Please, take
notes dear Lilith, because what happened then is going to happen yet
again. History will repeat itself. I will walk in as a royal monarch in professional wrestling, dominate as only
royalty can, and I will walk away the winner, I will make you both bow down to
your Princess and worship at my feet.
History, as
they say, is the best predictor. And
history tells us that I can beat you both.
History tells us that I will beat you again. History tells two unworthy peasants like you
that I am not just Gloria Marie Noel, I am not just another wrestler on the IWC
roster.
I am The
British Bombshell. I am The Best in the
World.
My name is
Gloria Marie Noel, I am your Princess, and you will worship me.
