The scene opens on the beautiful city of Belfast Ireland. The sky was a bright blue over head, and the light breeze moved through the tall trees that had some leaves still left on the high branches. The leaves had fallen to the ground, casting their beautiful bright reds, oranges, deep browns, and bright yellows to the ground. The smell from the local bakeries and restaurants that lined the streets, mixed with the smell from the petrol and the water from the bay drifted on the air. The sound of traffic, and the birds that sat in the trees, along with the ship horns that echoed from the harbor just beyond the rows of homes and shops that could be seen. The camera soon stops on a strange looking building. The building looks as if had been bent in half, with the words "Bittles Bar" done in a golden color, against a black background. We see Avery standing in front of the building dressed in a pair of black leggings with a McCullen plaid short skirt, a shirt with the words "SWEET IRISH ROSE" done in red on the front of a white background, and a black leather jacket with the McCullen coat of arms on the back. Soon a black Prius pulls up in front of her. A woman with black hair steps out, and smiles extending a hand to Avery.
Woman: Miss McCullen?
Avery: Yeah...
Woman: I'm Victoria Valentine from the NCW.
Avery: Oh right. You're the one that Allura told me about.
Victoria: Yes I am. Are you ready to go?
Avery nods as she climbs into the front seat. The car soon pulls off and heads through the narrowed streets.
Avery: It feels good to be home.
Victoria: I thought you were from Dublin?
Avery: Oh I am. I'm considered a hero in Ireland.
Victoria: I have to admit it's a beautiful city. Do you have any family in Belfast?
Avery shakes her head.
Avery: Not really. My mother's family is gone. My dad grew up in Dublin, well on the ranch.
Victoria: Did they have any connection with the IRA?
Avery looks kind of shocked but nods slightly.
Avery: Aye. My mother's family. But I would rather not get into it. It's something that I really don't know about. I was really young when we left and my parents tried to keep a lot of it away from me.
Victoria: That makes sense. What about your father's side?
Avery: Oh... turn here. I'll show you where they came from.
They turn down a narrow road and soon a row of brick homes stood on either side of the narrow street. We see the large building that now housed a Titanic exhibit that was shaped like the bow of the ship. The word "TITANIC" was done in what appears to be a piece of steel. The slips ways could be seen from what the car had stopped, and Avery seems to smile as she spots the SSE Arena where the show would be held.
Victoria: Wow...
Avery: Those rows of houses are where the workers lived. Each morning they would walk down this road, and head off to the ship yards.
Victoria's eyes move along the street and then stops on the arena. Avery turns and looks over at it.
Victoria: In just a few days you will be facing off against the Thug Revolution with your husband and one of his dearest friends.
Avery: I know. I've been letting my thoughts try to drift away from it. It's been a while since I've been able to enjoy some time to come home, and see the people that think of me as a hero. I am a Triple Crown Champion, and I'm looking for more.
Victoria: Are you and Maddox going to go after the tag titles anytime soon?
Avery: Perhaps. I mean The Thug Revolution has held them long enough as far as I am concerned. But then again, I think the whole roster would agree with me now wouldn't it?
Victoria sighs, and shakes her head.
Victoria: I can't say either way. I know that a lot of people are after the Thug Revolution...
Avery: Yeah, and we're not the only ones that want to see them put down on the mat at the end of this match.
Victoria's phone rings, and she looks down at it, and sighs.
Victoria: I hate to do it, but I have to cut this little chat short. Allura needs me back at the arena.
Avery: I understand. I'll be heading that way soon anyway.
Victoria: Thank you for understanding Avery. Good luck in there.
Avery: I don't need it but those three will.
Avery gets out of the car and walks toward where the old slip ways had once sat.
Avery: Fathi... Where do I even start with you? You run your mouth about how you grew up poor, and you had it so tough and you never knew where your next meal would come from, or if you would have a house to live in. Do you know that the people in this country had something a hell of lot worse than that? It was called the Potato Famine. Families didn't know if they would live or not. Food was scarce. Children died because their parents couldn't keep them alive! My God your mother did the best she could with you. I'm not sure why you thought you had it bad. Oh wait I think I know now... Is it because your mother didn't have a job? Do you see where I'm standing? Underneath this cement is where thousands of workers toiled all day and most of the evening. They would work in the rain, the mud, in dangerous conditions, but that was only those that managed to get into the yard. Protestants, were looked down upon while the Catholics were given the best jobs. My family walked along these slip ways and worked hard, but that's not something you know about is it? You can claim everything and anything that you want, but every one knows that you are nothing. So what if you hold the tag titles? So have I. Mike and I held them for a long time and we are planing on getting them back. Whether it's from you, or someone else.
She smiles as she walks along the old slip ways and turns to look back at the arena that loomed over the monument.
Avery: Tell me Fathi how far back can you trace your family tree? I mean do you know your daddy? Or did your mommy say it was some guy? I can trace ours back 6 generations on both sides. My father's side comes from the line of the great Cú Chulainn. But that's enough of a history lesson. Let's focus on the match shall we? But there is one thing that bothers me about you... How you try and take up causes that don't concern you. You try to defend the minorities, the immigrants when we don't ask you to. Eduardo was right, we don't need you to speak for us. That is something has always pissed me off about you Fathi. You think you know what's for the best when you have no idea about the situation, or what they have been through. I've seen a hell of a lot more in my life than you could even imagine. I'm well traveled, and have been through some really messed up stuff in my time. All you have is your name, and what you think is right! Please... You play thug, but I've seen 8 year olds scarier than you around here. Fathi I've watched you in your matches and I have to admit I'm not afraid of you. I'm not afraid of any of you.
Avery pulls the collar up around her face, as a cold breeze moves in across the water from the river. Avery shivers slightly as she turns and looks up at the ship that sat near the arena.
Avery: Cross I've faced you a couple of times, and I have to admit you're good. You've held the BAMF Championship for over a year. That is not an easy thing to do. But lately... Hell I respect you out of the three of you. That's why it baffles me of why you are with Brian and Fathi. You were one of the biggest champions of the company long before Fathi ever came into the company. But I know you will not stop until you three have this match won, but I won't either. I'm not going to fall until I can't under my own power. I think that's something that you know all to well isn't it?
Avery laughs as she walks up the stairs heading toward the museum. A few of the younger kids see her and rush toward her, with their parents following behind them. She smiles as they stop in front of her. She signs a few autographs and takes a picture with them before they head inside, as she waves to them.
Avery: Brian... I don't even know what to say about you. I mean, I really can't think of anything. Wait, yes I can. When Eduardo managed to beat you twice... Tell me how did it make you feel when you lost to someone further down the roster? I mean you are one half of the tag team champions and you managed to lose to someone that is out of your league. Do you think you're going to stand to me? I have to admit that when I saw Eduardo pull off the win it made me smile. And now in just a few days you will be facing off a Triple Crown Champion. This is going to be the match that will end the three of you, and show the rest of the locker room that you are beatable. I just hope the three of you know what you're getting yourselves into. See you soon, and good luck... You're going to need it!
Avery laughs as she heads into the building as a voice over is heard, as the scene fades to black.
Voice Over: And when I vest my flashing sword And my hand takes hold in judgement I will take vengeance upon mine enemies And I will repay those who hase me O Lord, raise me to Thy right hand And count me among Thy saints.
