Taeler Hendrix. A young woman mostly known for time on the independent circuit while also being the lone female to win Impact Wrestling's "Gutcheck Challenge." After tiring of wading through TNA's development system she jumped at the chance to join EBWF. Things quickly got interesting for her. Almost as soon as she joined up she had received flowers and assorted chocolates from one of the male superstars. Which led to her current location. A small paddle boat had taken her across crystal clear H20 to a small patch of land. A party went on in the background by they were alone here. A dark sky filled with stars hung above them.
Tyler Reks: "You're going to like it here. It's different."
She must have liked the tall, dark, rugged types.
Taeler Hendrix: "I'm sooo excited."
Taeler brushed aside some strands of cherry red colored hair and beamed. To his credit, Reks had his dreadlocks tied backwards while sporting a nice button up shirt and jeans. The newest addition to the Diva's division was in a low cut dress.
Taeler Hendrix: "I mean, I get to wrestle Kelly Kelly in my debut. She's really well known. I hope I make a good impression."
Tyler Reks: "Don't even worry. Just be yourself. ..You know what? Close your eyes?"
Taeler Hendrix: "Close my eyes? Candy, flowers and all of this? Are you like this with every newcomer?"
Tyler Reks: "Just the hot one's."
Taeler laughed softly to herself as her eyes drifted shut.
Taeler Hendrix: "My eyes are shut."
Taeler's world had become black. And it was going to stay that way for the time being. Because a large, shadowy figure had suddenly approached her from behind. A burlap sack was thrown over her head and the scene abruptly cut to darkness.
X X X
The camera was fixed on a wide smile. She was smiling so hard that you could practically hear it. As the camera panned backwards it was revealed that the pearly whites belonged to Taeler Hendrix. She stood backstage in her ring gear with The Coach ready to conduct her debut interview. The smile was ever present but something seemed off in her eyes.
The Coach: "Joining me at this moment is a young woman who will be making her EBWF debut tonight at Warfare. Ladies and gentleman, this is Taeler Hendrix."
Taeler Hendrix: "So happy to be here!"
The Coach: "Taeler, in your very first match you're going to be up against a woman who recently received a Woman's Title shot in Kelly Kelly. How do you think you're going to fare?"
Taeler Hendrix: "Oh, Coach, I think I'm going to fare very well."
The Coach: "It sounds as though you don't lack any confidence despite being in a big pressure situation."
Taeler Hendrix: "I have all the confidence in the world! I just can't wait to show everyone what I can do! I have someone who believes in me and wants me to be the absolute best that I can!"
The Coach: "And who would that be?"
Taeler Hendrix: "I'll give you a hint, Jonathan."
Taeler leaned forward as her voice became a whisper
Taeler Hendrix: "He's. Right. Here."
The interviewer looked confused until he looked upwards to spot the towering and masked sight of Kane standing beside Taeler. Kane's face was blank and emotionless and he tilted his head down at The Coach who began to back away while stumbling on his words.
The Coach: "B-Best of luck, Taeler."
Taeler waved to the back peddling correspondent before turning to give her Cheshire Cat smile at the camera. Kane began to laugh a low tone.
Kane: "Taeler is going to teach Kelly Kelly..how to smile.."
The camera closed in on Taeler's incredibly wide and creepy smile as the scene faded.
Smile
Re: Smile
LOL - Okay. The first scene, I'm sitting on the couch, laptop in my lap reading it, and out loud I go...
"What is he doing?"
...read...
"Did he means Hawkins? This isn't Reks. This is all wrong. What is this?"
...burlap sack over head...
"Oh, that's better."
<3
"What is he doing?"
...read...
"Did he means Hawkins? This isn't Reks. This is all wrong. What is this?"
...burlap sack over head...
"Oh, that's better."
<3

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