●●● "jag äger nu hennes kontrakt." [vs. madison ii]
Jul 22, 2017 19:05:33 GMT -5
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INT. THE HOME OF VIKTOR SWANSSEN - JULY 15TH, 2017
Zahra hadn’t been given the option of going to a hotel. After their initial limo ride from the airport, Viktor had brought Zahra to the lavish condo building he owned in downtown Stockholm. Viktor’s home spanned the entire top floor, and it was a familiar place for Zahra too. In the kitchen she currently stood in, Zahra remembered slipping doses of rat poison and drops of bleach into Viktor’s late night scotches. Her plan had been to make him sick enough that he would eventually die, leaving her with everything he owned, and an insurance policy that would leave her set for life.
Zahra had been sick of struggling. Viktor had been the means to an end for Zahra, because she truly believed her and Matthias deserved to live like royalty. She had never meant for Matthias to get so involved. Unfortunately, Viktor hadn't gotten ill quickly enough, not even with increased doses. Zahra knew how to manipulate Matthias, even though he believed he was in charge. It had been easy to convince Matthias that Viktor had abused her and forced himself on her, and Matthias had attempted to retaliate by running Viktor’s car off the road.
Except Zahra wasn’t supposed to be riding with him and by the time Matthias had realized that, it was too late. Zahra cringed, remembering the moment she decided to jump from that car.
“Good morning.”
Viktor’s voice caused her to jump, and the coffee cup she had gotten down from the cabinet tumbled from her hands. It cracked and broke into pieces.
"Tsk," Viktor shook his head. "When did you become so clumsy? Nervous for tonight?"
Zahra didn't bother to clean up her mess. She retrieved another mug and proceeded to pour herself a cup of coffee. Viktor took it from her hands, which caused Zahra to scowl. "There's nothing to be nervous about. I'm going to destroy Cosette tonight and whatever I learn from that match, I'm going to take it back to California and make sure Madison is never heard from again after So-Cal World War."
"Your arrogance will do nothing but land you in trouble, min skatt. I have been honest that I'm not happy with my daughter's actions towards your sister and her beau. I do not believe in an eye for an eye, especially when Bryony and Lance were innocent. The only reason you are here is because I find it fair you have a chance to right that wrong. But Cosette hits harder than you and is very quick. She will be able to use her size to overpower you and take that strap to you. If you think about it, she matches your opponent Madison Tempest almost perfectly. There are many more similarities than you think."
Viktor took a seat at the table and motioned for Zahra to join him. Zahra declined.
"Madison barely has any experience in the sport, let alone in a strap-match. Even though it'll only be my second one at the i-pay-per-view, I'm smarter than her and I can figure out a way to win. I've done it so many times before and not just in So-Cal. I've done it all over the world against people bigger, stronger, and way more intimidating than a little girl with a bad attitude. That's all Madison is. She's just a dumb, annoying slutbag." Zahra smirked at Viktor and finished making her coffee.
"An interesting term," Viktor chuckled. "You lack any sort of respect for Madison, and I'm not sure why. Have you gone back and watched your match with her? You struggled, love, and your mighty warrior didn't really give you the advantage you needed in that match. If you go back to the triple threat you had against Hailey Banks and Ryker Rylee, you looked even worse. You've lost a step or two. I'll never mince words."
"I've only had two matches in like six months."
Viktor once again flashed that polite smile of his. "And who's fault is that?"
Zahra's dark eyes narrowed and she slammed her mug on the counter. Coffee sloshed over the sides and Zahra stormed from the room, Viktor's quiet laughter following her.
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INT. MORISKA PAVILJONGEN - MALMÖ, SWEDEN
(that night during the Svensk Wrestling Syd show; introducing Bella Hadid as Cosette Beaumont)
(that night during the Svensk Wrestling Syd show; introducing Bella Hadid as Cosette Beaumont)
Viktor sat with his daughter Linnea Swanssen at the bar inside Moriska Paviljongen. The crowd of rabid fans were watching as their new Queen of Svensk Wrestling Syd, Cosette Beaumont, completely dominated their former one. Cosette had the leather strap wrapped tightly around Zahra's throat and she was literally hanging her over the ring ropes. Zahra was grabbing at the strap and kicking, doing whatever she could to try and break free. A sick smile was splashed across Cosette's pretty face and everyone inside the club were besides themselves with joy.
"How come you're not smiling, pappa? Detta är ett lyckligt tillfälle."
"It is a happy occasion," Viktor agreed and smiled at Linnea. "But I did believe she would compete better."
Linnea made a face. "Unless Zahra can cheat, she can not win. There is no rules in this match, and of course she is struggling. She also does not have friends here. Everyone has made it clear she is not welcome."
"Zahra is inside her head right now. She favors her arm too much. She does not focus. But, she is the best wrestler in the world. We have seen her tap out nearly everyone who steps inside the ring with her. Once she decides she is going to defeat someone, she gets the job done. Whatever beating is dished out to her, she takes it. This match has been going for what? Twenty minutes? All the endurance in the world can't help a Cosette Beaumont or a Madison Tempest if Zahra can recover from anything. She still holds the record for longest match here in SWS. As far as the workers here go, they will have to get over it. Zahra will be performing at more shows."
Linnea looked startled. "Vad menar du?"
A smiled touched Viktor's lips. "Jag äger nu hennes kontrakt. Cortez sold it to me for a nice price because he needs Matthias going forward, and agrees she is a distraction for him. I decide when she competes and for whom. It is the only way to keep her separated from Matthias and Hunter. I need to deal with them in my own way. Do not involve yourself."
"But pappa..."
"No buts, Nea. Step back. Magnus is on his way back to Sweden. Do not send him off again. Leave the Silas family alone, förstå? Those children did NOTHING to us."
Linnea didn't understand at all but before she could reply, a loud crack and scream could be heard.
The crowd gasped.
Cosette had pulled Zahra back in the ring and jerked down Zahra's tights, exposing and humiliating her. She had brought the strap down hard on Zahra's bottom and had her foot on Zahra's neck to hold her in place.
"De kommer båda att ångra sina handlingar mot mig. Lita på mig, prinsessa."