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Jade vs Raine Cannon
Topic Started: Mar 11 2015, 11:47 PM (30 Views)
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Jade has been away from action in FIW for a few weeks but a lot has happened to her during that time. She has been going through a lot of personal turmoil and angst. She has left Justin Justice and the divorce is already about to be finalized, remaining silent about the reason for the divorce. She has received custody of their son and has moved back to her hometown of Houston, Texas. Her brother and his wife have been helping with her son. Focusing on her and her son, she now realizes she's on her own. She begins to go to the gym more to work out more and help relieve the stress. She is still hurting very badly but bottles it in. Sticking to herself and her son everyday. The only interaction she gets is the occasional conversation about her son with her brother or the occasional greetings at the gym. Keeping her head down at the stores and anywhere else. With so much tension festering inside she decides she is ready to return to the ring to help fight her demons as she fights her opponents. In reality, all she needs is someone to just rescue her from the pain and listen to her. But she does not realize it and begins to shut people out.




Jade is at her new apartment by herself as her son is staying with her brother for a while to allow her some time to herself that she desperately needed. Flipping through the tv stations, she doesn't find anything, so she just turns it off. She decides she's going to go out to the gym instead. She figures she could work out some more frustration on the bags. She walks as it is only a few blocks from her apartment. She wears a hoodie, so no one pays her any mind. Once at the gym she goes to the heavy bag. Punching and kicking away, she only stops because she realizes her knuckles were bleeding. Not wanting to give up and feeling more rage, she puts tape over them and continues. One of the trainers walks over and holds the bag.



Hold up. I saw your hands were bleeding. You need to take it easy. Maybe focus on your kicking instead for a while.

I'll be fine. I'm a big girl. Just have a lot on my mind. But I can handle my own.

I know you are a big girl and you obviously know how to fight. You okay? You need someone to talk to? It might help. Because frustration will only hold you back in fights.

I know that already. And I don't really feel like talking about it. Just please go away and let me do my thing.


The trainer gives up and walks away. He is still concerned but knows she is very upset and very fragile sounding right now so he doesn't push. Jade continues punching and kicking the bag until the tape on her knuckles is soaked in the blood. She sees that and takes the tape off. She walks over to the sink to rinse off her hands and to bandage her knuckles again. Deciding to stop for the night, she leaves the gym. On her way home she decides to stop at the liquor store across the street. She gives the hobo sitting just outside the door a dollar as she goes in. Hating the taste of beer, she goes to look at the other heavier drinks. She grabs two bottles of the fireball whiskey and goes to pay for them. As she leaves the hobo thanks her as he is now drinking a forty of malt liquor. She then walks across the street and up to her apartment which is above a video game store that she works at a couple days a week in addition to the wrestling. She has to support her and her son now by herself so the extra money goes a long way.

She puts the bottles of whiskey into the freezer to get chilled while she changes back into some pajamas. Throwing on some music and cleaning up the place before she drinks. She then finally goes to the kitchen again. She grabs both bottles from the freezer. Moving one bottle down to the refrigerator and the other she brings out to the counter. She grabs a glass from the cabinet and pours about a third of the bottle into it. She then takes a large drink. She continues to take a few more drinks before she fills the glass almost to the rim emptying the first bottle into it. Walking out of the kitchen and back into the bedroom with a full glass of whiskey in one hand. She turns the music up a bit more as she takes another drink. She then walks over to her nightstand and places the glass there. She climbs onto the bed and lays back. Her mind begins to wander and she begins to cry. She thinks about her past and then her relationship. And thinking if only there would be someone who cared enough to really got to know her and help save her from herself. Continuing to drink as she cries until she finally passes out.
The next morning she is not only woke up by the sunlight glaring at her but by a text letting her know she had a FIW return match set up. She sits up as she deletes the text. She goes to take a shower and then for a run. She stops in at the gym again for a workout with one of the trainers. As well as grabbing some lunch at the local deli as she makes her way home. When she gets home she decides she will make a video message for her opponent and post it to her own personal twitter tagging her opponent and every member of the FIW roster.


I've been away for a few weeks and quite frankly it is time I come back. I'm sure there was some doubt to if I would or not. Well, get ready because here I am. But now as Jade as there is no longer any justice. I've had a few setbacks in my personal life that have me a little more flustered than usual. But they also make me want to get in the ring and fight that much more. I will now be going it alone as JJ and I are no longer together. I have to move on without him. I thought he cared, just apparently not as much as I did for him. But we all live and learn. I have been through so much that I am at a breaking point. Do I go on? Or do I give up? For now, I choose to go on. Play it by ear and see how it goes. See if there is someone out there that does care. Someone that cares enough to save me from destroying myself. Until then though, I will just fight. My return match is against Raine Cannon and it is a shame for her, as I plan to inflict pain on my forthcoming opponents. That pretty little face of hers could get scarred just because I have to take out all this rage on it. Poor girl seems like a good person but unfortunately for her, she will be my next first casualty as I make my return.

I will win and I will prove I am a real contender. Because I've seen there is doubt that I have what it takes to be on a high card here in FIW. I need to step my game up and prove I do belong. Fighting is part of how I function from day to day now that my life has been crashing. I have to rebuild but don't know where to start. All I know is I have to do whatever I can for my son and myself. Fighting is the only way right now to bury these painful feelings. I have to find a way to rise up but again I am not sure where to begin. I'm frozen and full of angst. Putting me in that ring will only allow me to release a minuscule amount of the rage inside. It's like I'm in a vortex and it's all black inside. I'm just trying to reach out but no one is there to help and I just keep slipping away. Or if you can't understand that, here's another example. I'm on a ledge of a cliff, overlooking the city. I am reaching for someone who is nonexistent and I am about to fall to my death. I guess I have to face the fact that I am now alone. It is now just me and my son. I have family yes but we've never really been that close and they are only around to help with my son. They say tomorrow is not a promised thing and that is not anymore true. I am now living day by day, minute by minute for that matter. I may not be able to predict my last breath but I will win every match I am put in even if it's the last thing I do. You can try to make me bleed or break my bones but I will continue to fight. I will go all the way.


After recording and making edits, she posts it up. She then calls her brother and arranges to go pick up her son until the FIW show.
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